#into this weirdly mundane cat life

[touchmycoat]

my cat from hell scum villain AU; cat!SJ, owner!YQY, Jackson Galaxy!SY

#the cat!Magneto fic stays in my id so it's that #plus stupid transmigrator shenanigans #i don't know the logistics of being transmigrated into a reality tv show but #wouldn't it be fucking wild #hex and i were talking about this lolololol #or okay the most hilarious execution would probably be #everything is qijiu-focused and SY just comes off as the cat guy #but the very end is an omake #of how he transmigrated #into this weirdly mundane cat life #sv #plot stockpile

[bhaalschosen]

PLEASE talk about Sloane and her relationship with the other Chosen, I’m very curious 👁️👄👁️

i couldn't answer this yesterday because i was at work but. now i am here and i shall

so with gortash:

she had a weirdly functional dynamic with him. i will not call it healthy (they were both evil, and they did nothing to change that, and they enabled each other really bad) or romantic (they were evil friends with benefits, i'd say) but. she liked that he treated her like a person to work with, co-conspirator and such, and a human rather than a monster or an object of worship. so she afforded him that same courtesy. they were very much equal footing big bads who had a weirdly emotional connection because they were both extremely fucked up and bad in similar ways. they trusted each other too, weirdly.

playful banter where he tells her that he wants to vivisect her and how he'd do it and she tells him which of his organs she'd like to eat and in what order. like that sort of thing. these were not threats they were flirtatious.

the thesis statement of this relationship back then was sort of. hold on i have a post for it. here it is. and this one. and this one. and this sorta thing.

he let The Dark Urge, Daughter of the Lord of Murder and leader of the Cult of Bhaal, shave his face with a straight razor, which is boldness so great that it perhaps equates to madness.

she writes about him in her fucked up evil diary.

all of this effect how she feels post-amnesia when they eventually kill him SO STRONGLY. someday ill write a post about that. tl;dr version though is that her main thought at the time is 'god in another life i would have also been dying here'

and Ketheric:

The most telling thing I can say about this dynamic is that when they brought Isobel back she got jealous about it. And no, if you asked her why she was acting like that she would not have been able to explain it to you. But she had some feelings about the whole thing.

Spent a lot of time at Moonrise together and I think they had a slightly more fraught dynamic because unlike Gortash, Ketheric liked her but he did not actually trust her. She didn't trust him either but she was weirdly attached to him anyway.

He did find her nice to spend time with and she liked how like. Unexpectedly considerate he was occasionally. He actually kept in mind things she'd want or find interesting and let her to a lot of the bloodier work because he knew she'd enjoy it. It was a sort of treatment she was not used to getting.

this but so deep in her subconscious that she doesn't realize that's how she feels about it and ketheric didn't really consciously get the vibe either or it would have made him uncomfortable.

sloane is not super affectionate on a good day but she liked to do that thing with him where she'd sit in the corner of his room while he was working, doing some mundane task like stitching up a hole in her jacket or whatever, not interacting with him but sharing the space. like a cat.

+ Someday I'll write up a big post about Orin the Red because I think Sloane and Orin's relationship is the most complicated of the three and because y'know, Orin wasn't a part of The Trio back then. And because I have backstory for them that I wrote, where they had more of a childhood together.

Orin has always felt to a degree like her ghost, or her shadow. They have a sort of duality and also a weird familiar relationship. They cared about each other and they also resented each other. Someday I'll organize my thoughts about it. Check out the pinterest section for them, though.

#shoutout to my durgetash mutuals yall are the real ones btw #sloane blackthorn #the tl;dr was back then my girl wanted Actual Emotional Connection so badly and found it in the worst places #it's fine she got better

[femboyhunting]

The more I think sort of offhandedly about the dynamic Bailey and my pc have the more weirdly attached I get to it. Like Mikie is very adamant of proving himself to be an asset to Bailey in a way that still cements his independence and competence. He started off hating Bailey, thinking of him as the ultimate antagonist in his life. The human embodiment of everything Mikie hates about this whole putrid world and his whole pathetic life.

He's incredibly goal driven, he needs to have something to work towards or else he falls apart. So he pinned up a picture of Bailey to the dart board in his room and declared that one day he's going to beat the absolute bloody shit out of him, empty his safe, and run away with Robin in tow. But then the world started opening up to him like carrion cracking and expanding from bloat as it rots and Mikie learned two things at once. Firstly, that there are a lot more threats out there than just Bailey, things more ancient and powerful than he could really comprehend, as well as those more mundane threats that somehow managed to rival Bailey in sinister intent. And secondly, that Bailey is far far more powerful and with influence much father reaching than he'd thought. In fact, Bailey must be one of the kingpins of Doltown's criminal underbelly. Mikie had been naive to think he could take him down that easy.

So. Change of plan. Mikie's going to have to be smart about this. Bailey's a piece of money hungry orphan farming shit but he also represents a degree of protection that Mikie knows he needs to survive. It's not lost on him how people react to the B word. How many times has he seen someone tremble at the mention of Bailey's name? How many times now has Bailey removed him from a new fresh hell he was sure was inescapable? Being on Bailey's side? That's safety Mikie can't secure on his own. What does his own name evoke? An image of the towns unwilling bicycle? The fact of the matter is that he needs Bailey. And he wants Bailey to know that he needs him right back.

Mikie doesn't fawn and beg for Bailey to need him. Even if he thought that would actually work, he doesn't think he'd even physically be capable of it. No he tries to prove he's strong. A valuable asset not just as pretty body or an object you can pawn off. But because he's smart, driven, and capable. And irreplaceable. He doesn't stop rebelling. He makes calculated moves to get under Baileys skin. He rallies the orphans. Bailey fetches him from yet another misadventure and later Mikie showes up in his office with a stack of bills that he drops on his desk. Mikie answers his incredulous scowl with the explanation that he wanted to show he was grateful to him for the rescue, the money is a thank you. But his tone doesn't really sound "grateful" and his eyes are intense. He wants to say "I'm valuable, you want to keep me safe". He wants to say "You want me as an ally because I'm enough of a fucking problem that you don't want me as an enemy".

He needs Bailey to trust him, to need him. Because that's when he'll be most vulnerable. That's the only possible way Mikie could even dream of taking him down.

So they do their little power play dance. Mikie tries to prove himself both useful (and low-key a threat) to Bailey. He doesn't think of him as The big bad of his life, he's met a lot of bigger eviler bads. In fact, he's almost a protective force. Their back and forth and banter almost feels playful sometimes. Bailey tears down posters of his caricature that say "why are you Breathing when you could be making me money" off the walls of the orphanage and he immediately knows that somehow someway this is Mikie's doing. Mikie calls him an orphan farmer Bailey calls him a parasite. Mike tells him he should think about getting a pet dog for the kids. Bailey says Mikie's already the pet dog and Mikie says he's really more of a cat. Something has changed. Not drastically. But Mikie thinks of Bailey a bit differently, and he hasn't even realized it himself.

#mikies like hold on that's my emotional support abusive parental figure who I hate and plan to kill one day #dol #dol pc #mikieposting #it's ok mikie I also have emotional support abusive parental figures #seems like it should be an oxymoron but it's not that what having a shitty childhood will do to you

[sophisticatedswifts]

I had so many dreams last night and they include:

Being on some sort of team that set up the venue for a Harry Styles concert because apparently it got you discounted tickets. The dream ended after we finished setting up and were waiting for the concert to start. I woke up before I actually got to see the concert though.

I went to a family friend’s house and all of the main cast members of Supernatural were there because apparently the family friend was also friends with all of them. I have never in my life watched Supernatural.

My family building some sort of hybrid chicken coop in which we kept chickens in part of it and our 5 cats in the other. Obviously they were kept separate. I don’t know why I would dream that though. We don’t have chickens and we wouldn’t subject our cats to that.

Being blocked on tumblr by someone (it was a specific blog who I follow on here and weirdly enough when I woke up and actually got on tumblr their post was the first one on my dash so it obviously wasn’t real)

Getting ready to go to a pizza place but then my family telling me we already have pizza that my aunt dropped of yesterday and then the doorbell ringing and another pizza mysteriously being dropped off

I don’t usually remember my dreams and when I do they’re very normal and mundane. I don’t know what happened.

#I went to a bar with my friend last night #can alcohol affect your dreams like that? #I also woke up for a few hours this morning and then went back to sleep for a few more so maybe that also affected it

[inconclusionray]

Who the hell moves away and doesn't take their fluffy friendly kid-loving barely a year old cat with them?? @hereeatthiskitten's neighbors, apparently. Anyway we have a new cat now I guess.

#technically they're my neighbors too #but weirdly she never comes to my house #only to hetk's #possibly because it's a kitty-corner backyard #possibly because that's where the kids usually are #she REALLY likes the kids #anyway #hereeatthiskitten #has a cat now #so that's fun #mundane life blogging #cats

[thequibblah]

can i get a director's cut about no regrets coyote xoxoxo

for u bestie? anything. even a longass ramble

literally when i read this series back i'm like wow did someone tell you to write Voicy Fic did someone tell you to enhance the Voice jkhajkkgd

as is my dangerous new tendency i wrote this out of order (every time i admit this im like fuck someone's going to read this and go oh yeah that really tracks kdfhgjkd) so the cokeworth stuff came in pretty late — but one thing i was super excited about with this instalment was opening up the world of the story.

not just in a geographical sense, though that does happen, but in every possible way, i wanted the reality of life tee em to seep in here. like, there's no whirlwind romance (...yet), there are logistics, there's a good deal of guilt like when lily lies to alice. is it REALLY no regrets coyote?? and my favourite avenue to open up was lily's personal life. we already know a little about her ex (and, you'll be so pleased to hear, we will know even more) but i knew digging into her backstory would be so fun and hopefully a little surprising too. maybe it's the nature of this AU or just all jameses, but it's easier for the reader to extrapolate what his life was like pre the start of wtrf than it is for lily (at least, that was the hope).

i wanted her life to be a little less glamorous, HA, partly because we have to believe she'd take the puddlemere job despite very little interest in it (at first). but there's lots of degrees to that. i don't fancy having her wallow in misery for the sake of it, and moreover what i love exploring through these characters isn't, like, backbreakingly sad circumstance but everyday frustration. how pitifully mundane to have parents whose expectations for you are well-meaning but a hefty burden; how ordinary for your squabbles with your sister poke at your insecurities far too often. as much as the reality of lily's childhood was different from (presumed) canon because of this AU, it's also...kind of not. which was so so fun, trying to figure out how growing up around magic with everyone knowing what magic is might still make her feel like an outsider in her home — like she's both a weirdo and someone on a pedestal, and she wants to be neither but but could never just shuck the expectations entirely. (it takes no fine-toothed comb to pick out this element in all my lilys and if you think this is some personal unpacking going on, please refer me to a therapist or don't bring it up at all x)

i feel like this series has thus far been Very James (which is natural because of the setting/premise and also because he has chronic wont shut up disease, and also because i weirdly wrote more from his pov i think which is new for me even tho hes my self insert) and wanted to start to balance that out a little. so keep an eye out for the ways in which canon intersects with lily's life!!!! (i'm dropping hints that sn*pe might come up possibly maybe)

oh that was a fucking digression ok

sidenote everyone knows this is my fundamental thesis of jily: thee partners against the dursleys KJHJKHAJAK

Not only do they bring out the worst in each other, they never play fair. It’s hardly manageable to argue with them when there’s only one of me.

anyway, despite this all being written out of order i wound up pretty happy with the reason why lily kind of loses her head about james the week following her visit to cokeworth. bless her, she's going thru it

oooh so the conversation about the rules tee em (by doja cat dot mp3) was the note on which i started drafting. i know some people were like wow are they really going to talk about it and i deliberated having them put it off for longer, but then i was like no i'm too impatient for that — and realistically speaking, they're at least both responsible enough to know they need to hash it out. (james! responsible!)

and it was v important to me that the conversation was not just a vehicle for james being overwhelmingly james and lily being like well what am i getting into here.......... but also frank and not without its hitches. like, if i had to point to a part of this conversation i think is the most important, it would be right at the start when james is being teasing and lily's like, uh, no, stop that, this is my job. i mean, it's realistic for who she is (and truthfully she hasn't known him long enough to not snap back in that moment) but i as a Person am keenly aware of the power difference between them in terms of leverage with the team, and i think to have them pretend not to realise it would be dishonest.

so much of my favourite parts of james's canon arc have to do with reckoning with privilege, and while not every story has to be That Heavy a necessary angle of the cultural and socioeconomic difference between them (which as i said somewhere else, i actually really like preserving because of the rich, fertile conflict — and opportunity for growth — it affords) is like. unease. i don't think fanfiction has to entirely shy away from big subjects. like, there's certainly a place for Pure Just Smut (which i've written myself hahaha) but i didn't want this to be that (what would all that worldbuilding be for!!!!) and LIFE is uneasy, and life is out here imitating art!!!

and so i wanted to use this opportunity to like. through this device of the team/having to keep things secret reflect back some facets of their personalities both to the reader and to each other. for james that's what he does with power. he's grown up in a way that means he's basically always had it, only he's rarely lorded it over people when not an actual stupid child, and the very humbling experience of having his longest dream stall at age 18 means he's even less likely to do so. this is something lily has to see from him, if she is to trust him.

for lily it's what she does with risk. she's a careful person, she likes plans and control, and when we see her at the start of the story shes basically had both those things chucked out the window. (in short she's at the same point in her arc that james was at when he was 18/post the injury — he's out of the tunnel and she's just in it) it's important for james not just to see that she's not put-together and cold and way, way above him, but also to see when and where she's reckless, and with what. it's like a roundabout way of realising what matters to her (so she'll be careful with it), but also of seeing when she says fuck it because something matters to her too much.

basically for something that is "Not A Relationship" this thing is SOOOOO a test drive for a relationship akjhsjkhjsfgk

another quick point: i was glad to be able to subvert the no-feelings trope, mostly because i didnt think there was anything new i could add to it. (like, they're like no feelings, and then someone catches feelings, duh of course obv [disregard that i just wrote this in something else plz]) there are other rules i am much more excited for them to break >:) im also aware that the like. romantic/sexual/dating politics here are mayyybe suspect for the 70s i think (though i tried not to let too much 21st century thinking seep into me, i have on my to-do to read the ethical slut fOR FANFICTION literally i am a joke) but i hope u guys will forgive me for that xx

oh! ted lasso viewers will also probably have guessed that singer cancelling on charity gala was totally 100% stolen from season 1. it's elton john here just because hes a cool guy <3 and my favourite thing was having literally everyone call him "elton" like theyre all best fucking buds with him, it is HYSTERICAL to me when people do that to celebrities in like a professional capacity.

[obligatory pause in my skim of my own fic to say wow i love sports]

also i caCKLED when i managed to squeeze in that james isn't in the calendar. who out here wa slike wow lilys gonna see his sports illustrated body issue pinup calendar photoshoot lets go only to be suckered by ME

is his non-participation a symptom of the fact that he is not at 100% confidence and yes it is

also i'll own that this, while it's no tripping was for other people, is my single favourite brief instance of my own james characterisation

"...you could live somewhere beautiful and expensive.” I know my answer, but it takes a moment to figure out how to start it. “My cousin, she can’t sit still. This place is just so her parents know what address she comes back to occasionally. I’ve never been like that. All that time in Italy, I—” Wanted to come home, I think but do not say. It’s true; I was so homesick I thought I’d physically be sick because of it sometimes. The worst thing was how much it hurt to be back in England in the offseason. Even seeing a Quidditch advert soured my stomach, like spotting an ex who’d moved on too quick. But I didn’t just want to return home, I wanted to be welcomed back. I wanted my resentment gone. “I couldn’t have gone anywhere else,” I finish lamely. She props her chin in one hand. Her gaze is still fixed on me, curious but not probing. “Plenty of places would’ve gladly had you.” I concede this with a nod, but— “I couldn’t.”

I WANTED MY RESENTMENT GONE!!! I DID SOMETHING WITH THAT AND I WILL NOT BE QUIET ABOUT IT!!!!

ahem

hmm ok and then smut happens

more about lily's workplace experiences later, but i also wanted to emphasise not just how cool tee em alice is, but also how important it is for lily to have her approval and respect. lily of course admires the shit out of alice for her composure and her drive, and learning she was a scholarship kid at a fancy magical school sort of reduces the distance between them — she's like, oh, maybe i could be like her!! that's why alice's apology means quite a bit earlier in this chapter even if it's over something fairly minor, and that's why lily feels so bad about lying to her. she's aware of how big it is to have an older female mentor figure (blah blah blah suze ok u denizen of corporate america) at work and she doesn't want to fuck it up...but she's kind of already fucked it up and only digging herself in deeper. Yes there will be consequences

and another thing i like about the episodic bursts of these chapters is that i get to end on WHAT WILL HAPPEN NEXT bits all the time and don't feel too terrible about it!

i think i've exhausted everything i had to say and it's definitely more than u were expecting xoxo ly

#clare with no i #ask me #wtrf #director's cuts

[the-ace-with-spades]

(1/6) the best is yet to be

five times someone realized Ronan and Adam were basically married and one time they actually were

Part 2 │ Part 3 │ Part 4 │ Part 5 │ Part 6

Read it on ao3

Gansey did not expect anything to change in their group dynamic when Ronan and Adam admitted they were in a relationship — not because he thought it wasn't a big deal, but because Adam and Ronan did not seem like the type of a couple who was very affectionate in public, simple due to their exteriorly harsh personalities. He was sure that, with time, they were going to be whispering sweet nothings and devouring any small touches they could give each other behind closed doors, but he never hoped to be a witness to any of it.

 Although Gansey loved them dearly, Ronan and Adam were both heavily experienced by life and for them, expressing emotions was greatly limited to those of negative nature. They were getting better, both of them, and the progress of the last year was evident but Gansey did not expect them to get rid of those habits easily.

Gansey, as he often is, was wrong.

Now that they search for Glendower was forgotten, they all had more time and they all spent it differently. Gansey himself was having a bit of a mid-life crisis — or after second death crisis — and was desperately searching for something else that could provide life-long interest and simultaneously be useful for a future degree in history as his mother expected that he would at least attend some kind of higher education.

Adam was doing things only Adam could do, which consisted of things mundane but exhausting. Working three jobs, interviewing for scholarships, preparing for exams, and helping Ronan with the Barns didn't leave him much freedom and he still managed to somehow fit his friends in between. Apparently, he was even also meeting up with the psychics at the Fox Way, although Blue didn’t know the details — she was also preparing for exams, helping her family with the business and working, so in between the sparse time she didn't spend with Gansey or Gansey and the others, she wasn't present for most of Adam's visits.

Out of all of them, Ronan had the most empty calendar. He hadn't dropped out of school yet but at this point, it was only a formality — his absence was so frequent and his grades so nonexistent that no one was deluding themselves, Ronan wasn't going to graduate. It meant that there would be days Gansey wouldn't see him at all while he stayed in the Barns, repairing anything the time consumed and making the place resemble the warm home it used to be.

It made Gansey feel incredibly lonely, more than usual, especially at night, when he was now the only person pacing around the Monmouth Manufacturing.

But there were days like the one now, and Adam would come for a study session that would slowly track off into a different territory and he would stay until his night shift was about to begin.

Another benefit of having Adam at the Monmouth was that Ronan had an almost abnormal gift of knowing when Adam was going to be there and therefore always showed that day too. He would mostly provide to be a distraction and more often than not he would still leave for the night, either to Adam's or to the Barns, Gansey never asked.

He figured that Ronan being there every time Adam showed up was in itself a public display of affection and the only kind Gansey would ever witness from the two.

He should have known something like that would happen sometime mid-evening but he purposefully ignored it.

Adam was sitting at the coffee table, his body curving on the hard floor, things scattered around him. He'd been sitting like that for an hour and there wasn't anything unusual about it.

Ronan, who had previously been in his room, blasting that awful thing he calls music, materialized behind the sofa an hour into the session when they were already slowly going off-topic. It confirmed Gansey's suspicions, as Ronan indeed had a sixth sense when it came to Parrish-related things. It was kind of funny, kind of heartwarming and kind of weird to observe this unusual sign of love from him.

Ronan did not stay behind the couch long, instead deciding to throw himself onto it, lying on his stomach. For the most part, he didn't say anything, not even a greeting Adam could reply to. Observing that, no one would have said, if they didn't know Ronan and Adam as well as Gansey, that they were a couple.

Adam didn't seem to mind much, still paying attention to his math homework and still giving Gansey glances from time to time, to show that he was still listening.

Ronan provided to be a distraction, but not to Adam — to Gansey. The further from studying they were, the more obvious it became how close Ronan's face was to Adam's neck.

Finally finished with his homework, Adam leaned back.

Gansey tried — really, really tried — not to stare but he was utmostly sure Ronan was nuzzling into Adam's neck. The touches could be easily mistaken for tiny little kisses scattered over Adam's freckled skin. It was a very strange sight, as it was simultaneously looking seductive, almost like tiny little kisses scattering over Adam's freckled skin, and disturbing in a way that made Gansey feel hot all over his body but it also made Ronan, who was slightly curled onto himself and hiding his nose in Adam's nape, look like an overgrown lap dog that was pawing its owner for attention.

Adam didn't react at first, and Gansey would say he didn't notice, but he also leaned further back, allowing Ronan's thumb to brush his shoulder blade.

This wasn't exactly outrageous but it was also enough that Gansey noticed. More wasn't allowed to show, but Adam and Ronan's affection wasn't exactly public in the sense that no stranger would call it affection.

Gansey wasn't a stranger so he could see the way Ronan's breathing calmed down and the way his eyes hovered closed a second or two longer. He almost looked sleepy, or peacefully content.

And then Adam had to get up.

And Gansey could see how Ronan's body sharpened within seconds, lazily turning onto his side and shaking off any easiness off his shoulders.

"You sure you don't want me to drive you?" Ronan asked, voice rough and lazy from not talking for so long.

Gansey's brain, at that moment, was showing him red flags — there was a way too much intimacy within this short period of time and this little question was another example of it. Ronan hadn't said anything for the duration of his stay on the couch. This was a conversation he hadn't been a part of.

The corner of Adam's lips quirked up, almost unnoticeably. He adjusted the strap of his bag, filled up with notebooks, textbooks, and his work uniform and there was something light about his posture.

"No, Lynch," he said. "Not today."

Gansey wished he could, just like that, offer Adam a ride, and not be placed under his questioning gaze and assessed for ulterior motives. Maybe it was a boyfriend privilege, or rather — a Ronan privilege, as this had been happening even when they weren't in a relationship.

"I will see you tomorrow in the library?" Adam asked, snapping Gansey out of the stupor.

"Yeah, and at lunch."

Adam waves at them, turning around.

"Hey, Parrish," Ronan spoke up. He waited for Adam to turn back to them before continuing.

Adam raised an eyebrow, slightly amused. "Huh?"

"Aren't you forgetting something?" Ronan asked. Adam gave him an empty look. "You suck."

And then Ronan turned his face, his jaw slightly up so that his side was directed at Adam. He tapped his cheek with one finger, brows creased, and waited.

Adam rolled his eyes but his expression was unbelievably fond. Gansey stared.

Adam took a step back to the sofa. Gansey stared more.

Before Gansey could even register what was happening, Adam leaned down over Ronan's sprawled body and kisses his cheek, an inch away from his chin, so long and so sweet that Gansey's mouth opened as he gaped. It was casual but looking weirdly domestic — it reminded Gansey of early childhood and the way his parents would often kiss in the doorframe, whenever one of them was leaving for work, or grocery shopping, or dentist appointment, or to pick up the kids from school.

Ronan's hand searched for Adam's and they met in a soft squeeze.

"What, no tongue?" Ronan asked, with a face that could easily be synonymous with the phrase the cat that got the cream.

"Screw you," Adam said, a tiny smile present over his reddened face.

Ronan's hand gave him a barely-there squeeze again.

Gansey couldn't tell if this was something normal for them or something Ronan played up to tease him and Adam simply indulged. It seemed too smooth and too habitual to be something done on the spot, especially with the level of softness they both displayed — it was almost as if Gansey wasn't in the room with them, silently observing everything; he didn't feel teased, he felt absent.

Ronan was usually the one that walked Adam to his car or took Adam home — Gansey hadn't seen them saying goodbye yet and quite frankly, he didn't think they would be saying any kind of goodbye at all. This seemed like something only sappy couples would do and although he could easily call Ronan sentimental, there was a difference. Out of the two of them, he had never thought that Adam would ever allow himself to be this vulnerable — the intimacy felt like something earned too early, something that shouldn't be there for months or years.

(It was. Something normal for them, that is.)

#pynch #my writing #my fics #TRC #outsider pov #pynch fic #idk how to tag this #the raven cycle

[actualaster]

I’m apparently going all-in on character creation this time with this dumbass catboy OC

So I’ve been messing around with ideas for his general skill set, both what he’s decent at for combat and basic life skills (also some stuff he’s decent at that’s not a basic life skill but useful all the same)

Passable hunter, does well enough to feed himself and sometimes make a little selling parts he doesn’t need or trading them to others for things he does

Is decent at mending his clothes but not great at making them from scratch, but he’s getting better slowly

Is generally a solid all around handyman who can figure out his way around to basic repairs on a lot of different things ranging from basic technology (both normal and MaTech--technology that’s hybridized with magic) to furniture to some home repairs, etc.

Can cook pretty well but only cooks for himself, mostly because he has specific taste and texture requirements and it’s a pain trying to meet those for others as well

Pretty good with hand-to-hand combat, can use a bow for hunting (not great in combat) and can use a sword or a knife to fight if he needs to without being a big liability (better with the knife than the sword, tbh)

As far as he lets on he’s passable at low-level healing magic, healing up minor scrapes, cuts, bruises, burns, bumps, etc.  Can help stabilize somebody who needs more advanced treatment.

Same with combat magic for both offense and defense.  Can do very low-level stuff as far as anybody knows, but not somebody you want to rely on for magical support

(He’s actually phenomenal since he’s beastkin but since that being known would get him killed at best and at worst abducted by the military to be forced into being a living weapon of war nobody is allowed to know that)

Is weirdly skilled at keeping his hat on in combat, like, amazingly nobody knows how he does it.  (Magic, but he won’t tell anybody that, for the above reason)

Can’t sing to save his life, sounds like a cat being strangled lol

Decent at drawing, a fair mapmaker and has a good sense of direction

Writes a decent hand, mostly used to keep notes for himself.

Very smart when it comes to things like codes, uses several ciphers of his own invention in his notes for more sensitive things

Decent strategist, not so much in a setting like a large-scale battle but is pretty solid at using the environment to his advantage and scoping things out for plans of attack before he strikes.  Can adapt this to small-scale combat involving a handful of units, but very much tries to downplay that because he wants absolutely minimal risk of anybody trying to get him involved in military stuff

Very much loves reading, both fiction and nonfiction.  Can spout a ton of useless facts about a huge variety of topics back without warning because he just likes to learn.

Very skilled medically in terms of more mundane treatment such as caring for wounds, creating medicines and medicinal wound dressings, has a lot of lore about plant, mineral, and animal parts that can be used medicinally and the best ways to obtain, prepare, and store them to maximize their use.  Can do stitches, set broken bones, and knows enough to assist in minor to moderate surgery and could manage a very minor surgical procedure on his own which is useful in combat for removing things like broken off arrow shafts and closing up the wounds and such

Knows a decent bit about gardening as well since it’s useful for growing medicinal plants and such, as well as some husbandry for various domestic animals

Knows a bit of veterinary care for a small variety of domestic and wild animals, won’t be doing any surgery on an animal but can do a little bit to help with a lot of situations

#t'kal'miru #bloodbeasts #character development #the 'matech' name is a placeholder i just need something to differentiate tech that's hybridized with magic

[eponymous-rose]

I’ve also further progressed in my Vorkosigan re-read! Memory was as wonderful as I remembered (Illyan and Miles going fishing via improvised hand grenade out of boredom is always a highlight). 

I love the way Bujold structures her books---I talked about that a bunch with Mirror Dance---but Memory is just brilliantly laid out. Miles is spiraling, Miles fucks up, Miles gets fired (the closest pop-culture parallel I can think of is a superhero having to permanently revert to their mundane secret identity), Miles’s friends manage to yank him out of the mire, and then... surprise bizarre out-of-sequence murder mystery! The victim’s not dead! Miles keeps finding clues out of sequence and realizing he was meant to be framed! And god, you’re so sure it’s Haroche right at the start and then you have that moment of “oh well shit of course he thinks Miles might have it in for the boss that just eviscerated his identity” and so you’re still surprised when that first instinct was right! And then he offers Miles his life as Naismith back. Even Cordelia placed a bet on Miles giving up his life as Vorkosigan. And... he doesn’t. Mirror Dance was about Mark fracturing himself to survive. Memory is about Miles dragging himself back together to live.

I love how Illyan takes the loss of his memory chip---it’s fundamentally a piece of him gone, but it’s also freedom from thirty years of being a tool of his emperor (and then of Aral), and his embracing this destruction of his identity and learning to move forward is such a great foil/foreshadowing for Miles’s revelation. Everything in this story is about moving forward, not without regrets, but moving forward. It’s so fitting that the romance story going on in the background is Alys and Illyan, two 60-somethings, falling in love (and god, I love the scene where Miles wanders in on them in the morning and thinks something like “huh that dress is more of an evening style isn’t it?” and then like ten hours later the penny drops).

And god, Miles and Elli. I love how this was done, how it’s made apparent that you can love someone, and they can love you, and you can be very good for each other in a lot of ways, but your circumstances can still be such that marriage will annihilate one or both of you. It’s nobody’s fault, but the inevitability and recognition of it means it’s not always a devastation: “He could feel the letting-go in them, with the easing of the tension and the terror, with the slowing of every pulse of their blood. Not pain, or not so much pain, but only a just sadness, a due measure of melancholy, quiet and right.” Even when they’re quite bizarre relationships, the relationships in these books are very mature and well-thought-out from a narrative point of view, and this is a wonderful example.

Just a really, really lovely book:

No wonder he was laughing. He wasn’t mourning a death. He was celebrating an escape.

“I’m not dead. I’m here.” He touched his scarred chest in wonder.

[...]

Harra Csurik had been almost right. It wasn’t your life again you found, going on. It was your life anew.

Aaaand on to Komarr! God! I love this book! The most Miles possible meet-cute for his future wife: board at the home of her family on an investigation, have combat flashbacks on a shopping trip with her, and wind up watching her husband die horrifically while chained to a rail on a planet with a toxic atmosphere, knowing if he reacts too strongly he’s likely to have a seizure that’ll dislodge his own breathing mask, killing him in the same terrible way. You know. Rom-com stuff.

Speaking of relationships portrayed well, Ekaterin and Tien’s disaster of a marriage is extremely chilling in its realism. Even as you absolutely detest Tien, you can see how Ekaterin got yanked into that orbit, and it’s all all all so tied in with the very same aspects of Barrayaran culture that we’ve seen Miles face: Tien destroys everything because of his perception of what the response would be to his illness (where Miles, for better or worse, never had the option of hiding it), and because of his shitty insecurities about Ekaterin’s fidelity (echoes of a young Aral come to mind). We’re given explanations (his brother’s literally impossible-to-live-up-to example) but are never expected to see them as excuses, which is a very fine line to walk. The end result is a believably fucked-up relationship that draws on parallels with every single time you’ve ever thought to yourself about a friend, “Oh god sweetie you can do so much better than him”.

And Ekaterin’s thoughts about being bound to this marriage are right along the lines of the most stick-in-the-mud traditional Barrayaran loyalties we’ve seen Miles exhibit, all tangled up in language about honor. And even though it very shortly (and mortally) becomes a moot point, I love that she gets the chance to decide to leave Tien in spite of that. 

I also love the scene between Tien and Miles, talking about Nikki’s jumpship obsession, partly because of the obvious contrast between the two of them, but mostly because it illustrates how much of Tien’s awfulness is because he’s just... fundamentally a bitter coward with no imagination.

"Well, every boy goes through that phase, I suppose. We all outgrow it. Pick up all that mess, Nikki.”

Nikki’s eyes were downcast, but narrowed in brief resentment at this, Miles could see from his angle of view. The boy bent to scoop up the last of his miniature fleet.

“Some people grow into their dreams, instead of out of them,” Miles murmured.

“That depends on whether your dreams are reasonable,” said Vorsoisson, his lips twitching in rather bleak amusement. Ah, yes. Vorsoisson must be fully aware of the secret medical bar between Nikki and his ambition.

“No, it doesn’t.” Miles smiled slightly. “It depends on how hard you grow.”

The alternating POVs between Miles and Ekaterin are charming because we get to see Miles from an external (non-hostile) point of view and get all excited about each small revelation, and then we get to see Ekaterin both from Miles’s point of view and from the point of view of her own very active inner monologue, giving us insights we would otherwise have missed since she, as Miles says in the understatement of the century, has a tendency to underreact.

Their relationship is built up very carefully: there’s an obvious mutual interest practically from the first, but they both have reason to be cautious. There are those moments of genuine rapport early on, and then the shopping trip! It’s such a clever revelation, and so layered!

Miles was traumatized at Dagoola IV by watching Beatrice fall from the shuttle in front of him: he reached out to try to catch her, and just missed, and she died. And then we have this perfectly safe little parallel, with himself and Ekaterin falling off a water feature in a shopping district, and he manages to catch her, this time... and they both go over. It’s cute and oddly triumphant...

...and then he realizes exactly what it means. If he’d caught Beatrice, he’d have gone over with her. They’d both be dead, and that revelation hits right after he’s had a whole book to figure out just how badly he wants to live. And to Ekaterin, it’s a very quick summary of what and who Miles is: he’s the man who would not let go. BUT Ekaterin ALSO frames her leaving Tien in that context: she’s not just watching him fall, but purposefully releasing her hands. It’s so twisted and so complicated and such a weird little microcosm of their respective states of mind. And while part of it is Ekaterin giving Miles the little push he needed to properly process that trauma, fundamentally and on a larger timescale it places Miles as the “I’ve been in this hole before and I know the way out” path to Ekaterin’s healing. It’s so well done.

There’s also a hell of a parallel in the physical aspect of Miles’s seizures coming on unexpectedly in moments of great stress versus the psychological aspect of Ekaterin’s whole coping mechanism being built on trying desperately not to flinch or show strong emotion.

(And I don’t know where else to put this but special shout-out to the running gag of Vorkosigan House getting gradually overrun with cats, to the point where Miles starts, apropos of nothing and on a totally different planet, asking strangers if they’d like a kitten.)

These kids! Will they make it work? I may be only halfway through the book, but I have a funny feeling things might work out...

Also, here’s the “rescue” scene in full, because it delights me so:

The root-compacted soil of the edge sagged under her weight, and she began to slide precipitously forward. She yelped; pushing backward fragmented her support totally. One wildly back-grappling arm was caught suddenly in a viselike grip, but the rest of her body turned as the soil gave way beneath her, and she found herself dangling absurdly feet-down over the pond. Her other arm, swinging around, was caught, too, and she looked up into Vorkosigan’s face above her. He was lying prone on the slope, one hand locked around each of her wrists. His teeth were clenched and grinning, his gray eyes alight.

“Let go, you idiot!” she cried.

The look on his face was weirdly, wildly exultant. “Never,” he gasped, “again--”

His half-boots were locked around... nothing, she realized, as he began to slide inexorably over the edge after her. But his death-grip never slackened. The exalted look on his face melted to sudden horrified realization. The laws of physics took precedence over heroic intent for the next couple of seconds; dirt, pebbles, vegetation, and two Barrayaran bodies all hit the chilly water more or less simultaneously.

The water, it turned out, was a bit over a meter deep. The bottom was soft with muck. She wallowed upright onto her feet, one shoe gone who knew where, sputtering and dragging her hair from her eyes and looking around frantically for Vorkosigan. Lord Vorkosigan. The water came to her waist, it ought not to be over his head---no half-booted feet were sticking up like waving stumps anywhere---could he swim?

He popped up beside her, and blew muddy water out of his mouth, and dashed it from his eyes to clear his vision. His beautiful suit was sodden, and a water-plant dangled over one ear. He clawed it away, and located her, his hand going toward her and then stopping.

“Oh,” said Ekaterin faintly. “Drat.”

There was a meditative pause before Lord Vorkosigan spoke. “Madame Vorsoisson,” he said mildly at last, “has it ever occurred to you that you may be just a touch oversocialized?”

#vorkosigan saga #vorkosigan saga spoilers #long text post

[dw-writes]

Headcanons for dazai chuuya atsushi and akutagawa maybe? Or for some of the guild?

Listen, Dazai is one of those "I was a Gifted Kid (tm) and now I'm tragically Normal (tm)" kind of guys. You may think "oh, but wait, he's like weirdly OP and can do all sorts of strange things" so can EVERYONE ELSE. Seriously, line his abilties up with the rest of the ADA and you'll see they're all a bunch of Ex-Gifted Kids.

Anyway.

Because of this, he struggles with mundane things - I mean, he was the Demon Prodigy. He had a lot riding on his shoulders. So, the little things are something that he really enjoys. Mostly, if you're close with him, he'll touch. Its almost non-existant at this point, and he doesnt even realize he does it anymore, neither does the rest of the ADA. He'll squeeze arms, hands, shoulders, touch heads, touch hands, touch backs. If you let him, he'll hold your hand for hours. He'll lean back against you if he's sitting behind you, or lean his shoulder on yours. He's been starved for any kind of affection for most of his life that a simple touch?

Well, it reminds him that he's still around.

Chuuya is another Ex-Gifted kid, but he fucking struggled. He was only really able to receive proper schooling once he joined the mafia (private tutors anyone? Mori can fucking afford it) and it was wild. He picked up languages, mathematics, physics like you wouldn't believe. But he didn't want to actually do anything with it, despite his tutors fucking begging him to. Instead, he applied it to his ability, and to his position in the mafia to move up.

It also became a game between him and Dazai on who could mastee the most languages. When Dazai left, he was ahead at 5 living languages and 2 dead ones. Currently, Chuuya knows 7 living languages and 3 dead ones. Dazai refuses to comment on his current tally, and that infuriates him.

Chuuya is ALSO touch starved, but he processes this a little differently than Dazai. If you're near him, he'll give you lingering touches: brush lint off your shoulder and his fingers will stay there, help you out of your chair and do the Darcy Hand Flex once he finally pulls his hand away because he wants to desperate remember your touch and the warmth of you through his gloves.

Atushi is an Above Average kid, but I wouldn't put him up there in the Gifted Kid category with Chuuya and Dazai. He's smart, don't get me wrong, but his intelligence doesn't expand to book smart. At the orphanage, he picked up a lot of survival skills and basic necessities that he doesn't really think about: how to build a proper fire, how best to keep yourself warm, rationing food, etc. A lot of Survivalist things that he had to learm quickly to survive. He does know English and Japanese, and is trying really hard to learn Chinese and Korean with Kyouya, but it's not that promising, tbh.

He's taken on a lot of traits that stem from his ability - i.e. he's a cuddler, but it's really not that obvious. If he's comfortable with you - and, lets be real a minute, that took QUITE an effort for both you - he'll sit shoulder to shoulder with you, or let you sprawl your legs in his lap while you two work. If you're able, he'll hold your hand and play with your fingers. Oftentime, when he's bare foot, you'll see him curling his toes against the floor, one foot after the other, like a kneading cat.

He'll also catch your hands and pull them back if you leave him too quickly. It's second nature, and really cute when you call him out on it.

Get this boy a therapist PLEASE! He has so many underlying issues that it's a little ridiculous, and he needs some help. Depression and PTSD are a big one, especially after the nightmare of "training" that Dazai inflicted on him back in his mafia days. He's an incredibly smart man, another Gifted Kid that has really used his intelligence to get him places, but he often falls back on his unhealthy coping mechanisms whenever he's faced with a difficult problem.

He's another one that has issues with touch. Gin was never a touchy-feely sister, so he's never had real, intimate, emotional physical contact before. He WILL flinch, or even withdraw at the first signs of it, but if you get close enough to him, he'll start to let his guard down. He'll sit near you just for comfort, or lie next to you in a bed, but it would take years of trust building before he'd even think about letting you touch him.

When he does, he's the first to make a move, and it'll be somethinf small, like brushing your hair back, or touching your back as you move, but it will hold a world of meaning.

My guild member is Lucy!! I love her to pieces!!

She's a real troubled girl. When he brought her into the guild, Francis made sure she had the best tutors come in to teach her, but forgot all about getting this girl some mental health (mostly because he doesn't believe in it, I mean, look at what he went through for his wife). She struggles a lot with trusting people, but when decides you've earned it, she becomes a Ride Or Die kind of girl.

When you first meet, she keeps her hands out of sight. She even makes sure to keep a distance from you. But as you grow in your relationship, she gets physically closer, until one day you just happen to find her taking your hand and leading you along.

It's really sweet. You hope that, one day, she'll trust you enough to even open up to you about everything that's happened to her.

I'm doing this on mobile, so I havent gone through and edited this properly!! I hope this is what you're looking for!! I have....SO MANY headcanons about the BSD gang its a little unreal. HMU for more!!!

#bungou stray dogs #bsd #bungo stray dogs #dazai osamu #chuuya nakahara #bsd headcanons #bsd dazai #bsd chuuya #bsd akutagawa #bsd atsushi #bsd lucy

[alteritymonster]

Will the Wise

ST s02e04

Hello y’all! I hope the weekend was okay for everybody. Check out Lucas Appreciation Week all about Lucas Sinclair from Stranger Things 💖🥰 !! And share some thoughts or rb’s of things Lucas-y if you’re feeling it :) He’s a great character who doesn’t get all of the love he’s worth, so I’m happy to see people talking about him more. Thank yous to @lucas-sinclairstan and @thesnarkywillbyersfan for getting this started!!!

Tonight I watched ep. 4 of ST2 and, as a friend reminded me a few days ago, this really is the season where we watch Will suffer, weirdly more so than s1 even. He’s a character I can identify with in some ways, and seeing him struggle sometimes feels familiar (for mundane versions of what he’s dealing with) and also sometimes feels weirdly rewarding, because he is surrounded by other characters who mean to do well by him, and in fact do. There is comfort in that, of a kind. I’m not sure what that says about me.

Speed limit, Joyce! School zone! Jeez.

I’m realizing that if this were a show with characters I didn’t care as much about, I’d probably have spent more time since I’ve gotten into ST thinking about questions like, What is the Upside Down? What exactly is the Mindflayer? etc.

Theories I’ve heard about those questions that have been at all interesting to me have been about them being extensions of Will’s trauma, or El’s, or about them representing adult abuse/neglect in some sense.

Hopper is so scary with El in this episode, more so than I remembered.

I am so uncomfortable right now

(I start to feel like my memory for things I’ve watched is not nearly as good as my memory for things in real life...)

Where is Will’s head at this point? It’s not like he’s in total thrall (yet) to the Mindflayer, not like people will be in s3...

Wheelers, you live in a cul-de-sac, who is even seeing your Reagan sign?

Dustin: “Hi, Max.” 🤣

Mr. Clarke’s monologue while Will starts shunning warmth is maybe a little on the nose...

Will is literally too cool for school right now cough, cough I’m here all week

“He likes it cold.” wow is that line creepy

Hopper. Why do you gotta?

As of this writing, Billy has not yet died.

The most sinister game of duck duck goose ever committed to film.

Joyce is a genius, honestly.

Mike is being an upright dickwaffle to Max just wow

El, why are you cleaning up? You’re just giving Hopper what he wants!

(yup, i’m still upset)

So I guess David Harbour said in a recent interview that the “Dad” stuff underneath the cabin living room is very important? Is “Dad” Hopper’s dad though, or is it Hopper himself?

Owens: “Mistakes have been made.”

He is surprisingly upfront with Nancy and Jonathan though...

Weeds. Stopping the truth from spreading too far...

...protective secretiveness, almost-lying, truth being love but also being dangerous, there are no gay metaphors here though

Secrets: “what are we, in second grade?” Typically, second-graders in the US are 7 years old. Mike will much later hide behind saying he’s acting like a 7-year-old. What could be special about that age to the Duffers? 🧐

I didn’t know Boggle was a thing in the 80s.

“Mama?” 😭😭😭

“Let’s burn that lab to the ground.” She a badass, our Nancy.

I am so sorry about what I know we’re about to be shown is happening to your cat in Dustin’s bedroom, Dustin’s mom.

eewwwww, a freshly shed demoskin

Poor kitty :(

For real Hopper that is an impressive volume of digging

when you can tell the sun is still up when they shot the shot but a filter is making it look like sunset

Hopper drops into the tunnels and then, get this, the camera turns UPSIDE DOWN we get it, jeez

#stranger things 2 #st2 rewatch #byler #stranger things 2 rewatch #alteritymonster

[the-ocean-in-motion]

Year X of the Anthropocene Age

A little snippet I wrote inspired by the tma episode MAG 175 - Epoch. I really like this sort of style, and it was fun to write, so I hope you enjoy it. 

Item: a presumptuous pen

It’s a ball-point pen with a cap and a clip, semi-professional looking with a brushed sliver-carbon colour coat hiding the plastic underneath. The side is etched with the words “Need Legal Advice? Call 512-555-0119”, half-worn away but still clear. When unscrewed to reveal the innards, it spilled sand all over Imani’s trousers. They weren’t clean anyways, but now they’re scratchy in weird places where the particles stuck to holes and tears. Imani keeps it anyways; who knows when they might need a pen.

Item: a lovely couch

A little grandmotherly, with dirty tassels and faded and worn flower patterned fabric It’s a two-seater, standing mostly stable stuck in its pile of trash, leaning only slightly to the left. The cushions are mostly in-tact, even if one of the arm rests is spilling stuffing from a long rip.

It smells like dead cat. Don’t ask how Imani knows the smell.

It’s quite comfortable though, or as comfortable as anything gets here. Imani can’t remember the last time they had sat down and not immediately regretted it. No doubt this reprieve will not last.

Item: a desperate journal

Paperback, maybe once upon a time it was blue or green. It’s washed out by the harsh sun and stained in various places, front curling and black-brown in the familiar shade of the oily filth that drips like honey in this place. It blurred the ink of writing, something that may have at one point been a name, contact data, now just a blueish blot.

The writing inside is mostly legible, though. The whole thing is bent and crumpled, probably from when it was stuck between the seats of the couch, but the pages are weirdly whole.

It feels like a treasure, even though it is just another reminder of humanity. This whole place, with its trash-heaps and dirt and plastic, is a holdover. There are ads everywhere, advertising product after product after useless, pointless, destructive product. But books are rare, the paper quicker to decompose into sludge or dust, and this one has actual human handwriting in it. It feels precious.

The writing starts neat, rounded and pretty, in colourful pen, detailing a life so mundane and privileged that Imani can almost imagine the person writing it. A girl, American probably. She studied ecology. What a joke.

Then, about halfway through, that stops. The same handwriting continues, a little shakier, less concerned with aesthetics, in plain pencil. It catalogues finds that sound familiar; a lamp that refuses to quit, a useless book, old creatures and new ones. It gets less and less neat as it goes on, becoming feverish and laden with bitter emotions. The girl goes off on weird tangents, rages and mourns, and Imani can’t help but recognize many of her ruminations, things they have thought as well.

The pencil stops. Instead, there’s just scratched letters, blotchy with an oily substance and what is probably blood. The last item in the catalogue is a Bone, simple as that, and in the description Imani can hear the author’s mind slipping, drifting away.

The rest of the pages are blank.

Imani reaches into their jacket pocket and pulls out the pen they had found what must have been weeks ago, but- who knows, the sun never sets after all. They uncap it with a scraping, sandy sound, and the first few attempts at lines don’t produce anything. Some Vigorous shaking later, the pen finally produces a thin, dry line and Imani begins to write, “Item: a presumptuous pen”.

#an original thought #mag175 #tma #the magnus archives #fanfiction

[kinkymagnus]

Twi YouTube AU?? 👀

dlgjk ok i dont have a coherent au idea i just like the idea of like. 

alec being this confident youtuber man who does all sorts of shit, like funny vlogs and maybe some sketches with his siblings or some lets plays or something, idk, he’s just a popular youtuber like, idk, fuckin markiplier or something, you know, kinda does a lot of stuff. maybe some fashion/interior design shit? idk? but like. he’s pretty popular and if there’s any list on tumblr that’s like “some queer creators you should try watching” he’s always up there because he’s pretty open about being gay. maybe at first he wasn’t in the earlier youtube days but he had a pretty emotional coming out video and everyone was like “holy shit” 

meanwhile magnus is like, a quietly popular youtuber, you know? kind of a niche audience, but with decent numbers. he does a lot of things, like vlogs about being trans. like, oh my god. magnus documenting his transition? would that even be a thing? wait oh my god is this mundane au, or is this canon? because twi magnus who’s actually a warlock with a youtube channel would be hilarious but maybe not a good idea. you know what? how about a mix. he’s mortal and was born in modern times and all, he’s like the same age as alec–idk why but i’m thinking he’s like a few weeks older or a month or two older than alec and alec jokingly teases him about being old–but he like…. still has magic, because why the fuck not. actually, you know what? fuck it? it’s an au where magic is just openly a thing. not even necessarily canonverse magic, just. some people have magic. magnus does little tutorials and shit, he has a real talent for it and he’s actually really powerful but he hides that. (possible plotline: some paparazzi discover he’s like, a level ten mage, and it’s a scale from 1-10 and 8 is the most powerful u get most of the time, there’s been a few really famous 9s and there’s been one 10 ever and that was fucking merlin. you feel. because why not. idek fuck.) anyway he has little diy make your own magical charms and weaving enchantment and safe summoning circles and tips for writing magical contracts and shit like that. he’s this cute little nerd but he’s like incredibly knowledgeable and he knows how to teach it in a way that’s understandable and accessible? and he answers questions in really clear ways, and he does amazing demonstrations that look so cool people accuse him of editing but he’s just That Good. and he’s like, actually a really well-published wizard/magic scientist, he invented the fucking portal, but probably under a pseudonym because he doesn’t really want the attention. (his last name is fell in honor of his mentor. yes. although if he does multiple ones he may or may not also use loss, santiago, rollins, etc.) anyway he’s just so fucking good, he has all these videos explaining magical theory in pretty easy to understand ways (maybe going from really simple to like “i understand the basics here and am ready for the technical terms but need an overview” videos you know. 

also he doesn’t just do magic videos, because i said so. also maybe some blogs, and like. because i want to. some fashion/makeup tips. and it’s weirdly endearing because it’s not something you’d expect since he doesn’t wear makeup that often–although a) there are def gifsets of his full makeup looks on tumblr, and b) when he does occasionally decide to wear lipstick or eyeshadow or whatever, most of his fans are like omg yes!! u look cute! also headcanon: twi magnus wears less makeup in general but he still indulges in nail polish. mostly dark/muted colors on his fingers, but bright silly colors on his toes. NAYWAYWYA

also magnus bane is his chosen name because he wanted something cool and wizardy sounding and undeniably masculine. 

also he’s so fucking sweet like look his videos are pretty popular because they’re just handy but he’s not exactly like, a super popular celebrity or anything, you know? but when he does meet fans he’s so incredibly sweet and he does selfies and he’s very appreciative of his followers? he’s so genuine? 

and alec is way more popular–not that he’s not kind and appreciative of his followers. it’s just the thing is, magnus and alec are totally opposite sides of youtube. alec is friendly charismatic completely non-magical youtuber, he plays video games with his sister and like, does vlogs and reaction videos and shit you know. magnus is out here with educational tutorials and excited rambles about magical theory. (i feel like sometimes he accidentally starts doing groundbreaking research for a video and forgets to like, publish it first, and people are like wait what the fuck holy shit) 

but then they fucking meet. 

and a) they’re Instantly smitten. b) this will eventually result in the weirdest collab ever. 

like NO ONE would expect magnus bane, tarot reader and tutorial on magic diy and shit, occasionally does makeup videos and little vlogs and talks about Issues sometimes, to collab with typical hot vlogger gamer man alec lightwood. but it happens, and somehow it’s the best fucking thing ever.

i’m not sure how their channels collide. maybe alec plays a game involving magic and magnus talks about all the ways it’s right/wrong but it ends up just being bantering and giggling and magnus may or may not end up leaning into him on the couch their sitting on and giggling as he makes a stupid joke with the character in the game and immediately everyone’s like…… we ship it

not that i support irl shipping but u know how it goes, everyones like “damn they’re cute” and they’re both openly queer so there’s that. i mean, still not cool, but you know

but really tho they keep doing collabs after that and become actual friends and both start kind of….. doing things for each other’s channel? magnus does a thing like “interview with someone who knows nothing about magic” and we just see a total mundane take on magic and honestly it’s really interesting for both of them, we have more “magnus, who’s an Old Soul and despite having a youtube channel is actually not that great with technology, raphael does all the editing, tries to play video games and kinda fails at it but he gets the hang of some of them”?? he likes puzzle games and mariokart, he does NOT like super smash bros because “THE CHARACTER NEVER DOES WHAT I WANT IT TO ALEXANDER” “you’re just jealous bc i beat ur ass” “you wanna play mariokart again, lightwood?!” 

magnus does a tarot reading for alec, alec does a vlog with him just like “day in the life of alec lol :P” and there’s moments where he just comes up behind magnus like “hey what’s up” and magnus, who’s in rumpled home clothing, sees the camera and chuckles and kinda half heartedly waves it away, and the audience loses their mind at how cute he looks lkdhjgfh

they just become actual good friends, you know? it’s weird bc you wouldn’t think it would work but it really, really does

also on of alec’s fans at some point tries to make a transphobic crack at magnus during a livestream and alec goes OFF on his ass and it’s trending for the next week, the clip goes viral, it’s like “HIMBO GOES OFF ON HATERS FOR BEING TRANSPHOBIC TO HIS FRIEND/POSSIBLE LOVER?” and alec apologizes to magnus for all the attention it brought them but magnus is like “it’s okay, we can use this” and they end up using the hype to do one of those charity livestreams youtubers do and all the proceeds go to something like mermaids or the trevor project, you feel? they’re like “suck it transphobes look at all this money you got trans ppl” khjfgh

ok but eventually they do get together, not on camera, and while it’s slow at first and kind of secret (from the internet, not from friends and family) they’re also not super subtle. they know they’re not, but they’re just sort of like “it’s no one’s business, we’ll announce it when we’re ready”

and honestly tho they love each other so much

also i’ve just decided it’s not uncommon for strong magic-users, even like, level 4 or 5 and up, to have marks, so while his cat eyes are usually glamoured maybe he showed them after a q&a or in a vlog or something? and there are like. lots of gifsets of this, okay, and like, lots of thirst comments. which are like, this weird mix of slightly uncomfortable, really flattering/validating, and embarrassing (in a good and bad way). anyway, magnus has cat eyes in this au, because i fucking said so.

ANYWAY back to their relationship, they’re in love

how did they meet? maybe at a con they bumped into each other, or a totally random fan was like “y’all should do a collab” and everyone was like “what”

or maybe a mutual friend and fellow youtuber, meliorn, who is a nonbinary youtuber who fucking has a sword don’t question me, introduces them? 

idk. but when they meet they hit it off instantly and flirt and end up getting coffee and they don’t date for a while (maybe mutual pining/misunderstandings like “oh he doesn’t like me like that, but it’s okay, we can still be friends :)” or something lkfgjhfgh) but eventually they end up getting together

how? no idea. let me think about it.

idk why but im thinking they’re filming at magnus’s apartment and they’re on his couch and just. late night. they’ve finished up filming but they’re still bantering and maybe playing some video game like mariokart or watching a movie together and just. magnus is leaned all the way into alec, just snuggled up and pressed close against him, alec ends up putting an arm around him, and alec cracks a joke or teases him and magnus sits up a bit to like, poke his chest or flick his nose (you know what i mean? like in an otp person a shifts, still kinda sitting in their lap, and is like [playfully hits shoulder or boops nose or something] and now they’re making eye contact and person b ends up pulling them into a soft kiss???) anyway THEY MAKE EYE CONTACT AND ALEC PULLS HIM INTO A SOFT KISS and alec almost pulls away when he realizes what he’s done but magnus makes this soft little happy noise and leans into him, kissing back, and they just end up kissing for a bit and when they break apart alec is just looking up at him with breathless wonder and magnus is looking down at him with that same soft reverence and alec blurts out something like “you’re magical” and magnus just loses it and he’s giggling and leaning against alec’s chest and alec starts laughing too and magnus can feel the vibrations in his chest and it’s just so nice and pleasant and wonderful and they may or may not end up making out 

they have to talk about it in the morning when they end up falling asleep together in magnus’s bed, cuddled close, but they find, to both of their delights, they both want to date and be in a serious relationship and it’s so fucking good ok 

they go to dinner and the transition from friendship to romance is a little awkward but so worth it, especially when they realize HEY IT’S BOTH YOU DONT STOP BEING FRIENDS WHEN YOU DATE. i mean like, they didn’t not know that, but it’s like, idk how to explain you know they’re kinda like “are we doing this right” and then they’re like “fuck doing it right we can keep cuddling on the couch and giggling and bantering over stupid shit and watching dumb movies and kicking each others asses in video games it doesn’t matter we just also kiss and have dinner more often and sleep together and also we may or may not be in love” 

also they’re That Couple. they’re like straight to the honeymoon, they’re domestic from the first week. magnus is casually doing magic around the house (imagine: he just dyes his hair on a whim and grows it out a little bit and alec is like “i love u no matter how u style ur hair and stuff, and like, ur usual look is so fuckin cute and handsome, but also I Love This.”) but like he’s like (casually summons small ball of light to read book at night) (casually makes alec little protective charms–side note alec def makes him some of these too, but he asks magnus’s old mentor, ragnor, and two of his friends that can do magic, catarina and dot, to enchant it, since he can’t himself, and having magic woven by people who care about him will make it stronger. oh mhyhogfd) and just like. magic used to be something he mostly kept to himself (this def has something to do with his parents–his mom, who he thinks killed herself because of his eyes/magic, his birth dad who’s a powerful sorcerer–level 9, actually, and they think magnus is level 8 for a long time–who was an abusive fuckstick) and then he started doing youtube and it was a kinda show, a gift, something to share, but still not really something he just used openly in front of people he cared about (other than his close friends, since most of them do magic too anyway) but with alec it’s so easy to do that casually?? it’s so easy to just feel comfortable and safe????? yes

anyway they do eventually “come out” as boyfriends, maybe something short and sweet like just. a tweet of magnus sleeping curled up on alec’s chest and he’s like “god i love my boyfriend

they were already not subtle but now that they’re not hiding it they’re so fucking blatantly in love tbh. they do one of those boyfriend tag videos and it’s fucking adorable, at high request they do some couples games kind of videos, like the newlywed game and fuck marry kill (mostly on alec’s channel but magnus has a few, too) and it’s just HIGH QUALITY FUCKING CONTENT

also originally i was just thinking something along the lines of “in canon verse, twi alec is instagram famous/famous on social media and he gets cute tarot boyfriend and is like look at my cute boyfriend and then magnus’s small insta account mostly for his business gets a fuck ton of new followers and alec’s gets a considerable amount too” and now i’m imagining everyone from their respective audiences first thirst-following the other, then actually getting invested 

but really tho they’re the internet’s hottest couple for a while it’s great

for some reason i’m picturing them doing a live tour now, with like, accessible tickets and magnus does magic live on stage and idek what else they’d do tbh but it’d be fun as fuck

anyway this au got away from me

me: i dont have any real coherent ideas

also me: [vomits a 2,500+ word ESSAY] 

#malec #magnus bane #alec lightwood #shadowhunters #twi #twi malec #trans magnus #long post #youtube au

[tcmpcral]

1. FIRST NAME: masha.

2. STRANGE FACT ABOUT YOURSELF: my father’s birthday is the day before mine :v

3. TOP THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU FIND ATTRACTIVE ON A PERSON: i mean, i’m asexual and aromantic but aesthetically i guess i could say the quintessential. roman?? nose for some reason fjfeka; i just like the look of them lies down also certain kinds of genuine smiles get me right in the heart. dark eyes are also very nice. or perhaps i should say like. when someone has dark eyelashes?? i think that’s it. also i’m always reminded of a girl i went to ireland with who had a seriously endearing case of doe eyes, and i’m still not sure if her eyes were just naturally that shape or if she used makeup to get that Look but either way i thought she was extremely pretty the whole time lmao the fact that she was also very sweet and thoughtful didn’t hurt either

4. A FOOD YOU COULD EAT FOREVER AND NOT GET BORED OF: rice and eggs fjjfiea; eggs in general, tbh. possibly also noodles. and dumplings. cheesecake. lotus paste. smoked cheeses hhhh sALMON. sweet potatoes. maybe pears and apples listen i’m sorry i love food, there can’t be Only One

5. A FOOD YOU HATE: hominy fjfkda; cauliflower. uhhhh also tuna casserole blegh. asparagus jfjkf;da oh YEAH I HATE BOLOGNA TOO i can’t. i can’t do it hhhhghg. and yet i love vienna sausages and deviled ham...

6. GUILTY PLEASURE: whispers taking the long way home so i can spend more time listening to the radio and singing along with it probably lmao

7. WHAT DO YOU SLEEP IN: whatever i wore the previous day fjfjiea; I’M SLOPPY

8. SERIOUS RELATIONSHIPS OR FLINGS: technically neither, but i guess i’d take flings over the other

9. IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN THE PAST AND CHANGE ONE THING ABOUT YOUR LIFE, WOULD YOU AND WHAT WOULD IT BE: lies down i do kinda wish i hadn’t dropped out of high school. on that front, it’s worked out in the end, but. still. it would have been nice to have kept up with my friends orz on a different front, i’m conflicted about it, but. sometimes i wonder how much better my life might be today if i’d gone straight for nursing instead of getting an art degree ._.

10. ARE YOU AN AFFECTIONATE PERSON: i. think i can be

11. A MOVIE YOU COULD WATCH OVER AND OVER AGAIN: yeah it’s still the kung fu panda trilogy lmao. but also tokyo godfathers, shutter island aaand. idk jurassic park? tremors? a good chunk of the x-men movies bc i’m not very picky with them and there’s things i like about most of them?? thinking emoji oH there’s also that movie push from 2009. the one with chris evans :v

12. FAVORITE BOOK: a little princess, war of the worlds, uhhh on the beach, house of stairs, the secret garden. i was once weirdly attached to this book i read in jr. high called where the lilies bloom. i also loved heidi uhhh. see, there were all these obscure books i read in late elementary school and jr. high that i loved that i often have trouble recalling rip. like there was one called eva, and another called home before dark. one named belle prater’s boy. the crystal garden. sweet sassy tree hhhh almost anything written by robert cormier ahaaa

13. YOU HAVE THE OPPORTUNITY TO KEEP ANY ANIMAL AS A PET, WHAT DO YOU CHOOSE: i’m honestly very happy keeping dogs as pets, but i’ve always wanted to. like. idk, maybe pet a wolf or a fox or other wild canid. i’d also like to maybe have a cat someday. and parrots and other birds are adorable and i love them, but. oof. they just seem. Intimidating pets. maybe someday i can have ducks or geese again, tho. oh, and. i’ll admit i’ve always been amused at the thought of having a pet goat, bc my grandmother apparently did as a child lmao

14. TOP FIVE FICTIONAL SHIPS [IF YOU ARE AN RP BLOG, YOU CAN USE YOUR OWN SHIPS AS WELL]: oh boy there’s. a Bunch. let me think... i. still have a very big soft spot for germany/italy hhh. uh. i hope the rest of them don’t have to be canon bc..... yeah. anyway still attached to beerus and whis... wheezes and both euroshipping (kaiba/bakura) and what’s apparently called stormshipping now (fubuki/manjoume). and ok i have to go with another hetalia one bc i’m such a sucker for france/russia lies down i was also once a big lex/zex shipper, and i still have a soft spot for. what it once was. not entirely too comfortable actually shipping it now since i haven’t Kept Up with kh and i’m not 100% on zexion/ienzo’s age anymore squints

15. PIE OR CAKE: ....whichever one cheesecake falls under :v

16. FAVORITE SCENT: ohghfjfkda there’s A BUNCH. aloe vera, bleach, lysol, sweet pea, tea, tires, sawdust, cucumbers and melons, ginger, beer

17. CELEBRITY CRUSH: yeahh, i still don’t really have one but. i do have a lot of affection for weird al lmao

18. IF YOU COULD TRAVEL ANYWHERE, WHERE WOULD YOU GO: whispers i would love to go to russia some day, but i think everyone knows that lmao. i’d also love to revisit ireland, especially killarney and blarney castle. and i’d love to revisit sorrento. and possibly italy in general tbh aaaa. i’ve also always kinda wanted to visit china 6_6

19. INTROVERT OR EXTROVERT: pretty sure i’m an introvert, but i also happen to be one who really loves crowds

20. DO YOU SCARE EASILY: i’m a. very jumpy person kffja; also certain topics Disturb me way more than others, and ngl i have something close to an Actual phobia of the dark rip

21. IPHONE OR ANDROID: i’ve never had an iphone, so probably android

22. DO YOU PLAY ANY VIDEO GAMES: animal crossing. also tetris when i’m bored. i love puzzle games like poppit and bejeweled lmao i used to play kingdom hearts and super smash brothers, and i miss them both tbh. i also played crisis core, two star fox games, and the world ends with you at some point. and uh. a handful of legend of zelda games when i was a kid. my favorite game is probably majora’s mask :v

23. DREAM JOB: comic book creator orz or some kind of concept artist for animated movies. but. i’ve come to terms with the fact that i’m not really. Good(TM) enough for that, so nowadays i’m much more interested in something more mundane like nursing. as long as it’s night shift, i want it

24. WHAT WOULD YOU DO WITH A MILLION DOLLARS: SO MUCH. get my car back in shape, pay off my grandparents’ house probably, go back to school fINALLY, move out lies down there’s so much i could do with that money lmao

25. FICTIONAL CHARACTER YOU HATE: there. aren’t any tbh lies down the most i usually get to is feeling neutral toward a character lmao except i just remembered umbridge exists so she might count

26. FANDOM THAT YOU WERE ONCE A PART OF BUT AREN’T ANY LONGER: not counting the ones i keep coming back to, there’s uhhh. gundam wing, star wars (waaaay back when the phantom menace was first released lmao), digimon, x-men evolution. i was in the MCU fandom for like a month before i lost interest XD;; i might count yugioh and yugioh gx as part of this, but. i’m still kind of invested in those tbh

all of these i’ve just kinda fallen away from thinking emoji i’ve never really had a bad fandom experience, so. you know

#;dash games #long post #i'm #such a windbag #lies down

[lihikainanea]

What are some random things bill does that tiger finds weirdly sexual?

Ohhh my, what a GREAT question nani. I have a lot of thoughts on this (to the absolute shock of no one).

First of all, when he eats. Bill’s a big foodie, loves to cook and loves to eat, and he’s passionate about both. But he happens to be a rather exuberant eater, and when he really likes something he might let a moan slip, a groan of pleasure. He’d smack his lips, maybe lick a finger, swipe at his mouth if it’s messy. And the problem is first of all, those gigantic puffer fish lips in action? Tiger could watch that all day. But the bigger problem is that a lot of the noises he sometimes makes when he really likes something are a lot of the same noises he makes when he’s devouring HER. And it is absolutely very distracting. I wrote a blurb awhile ago about how catastrophic it would be to watch Bill eat a goddamn juicy peach and basically...Bill enjoying his food makes everyone a little uncomfortable, hormonally.

Anything he does with his hands, that perhaps draws attention to how beautiful and big his hands are. I have an ask in my inbox from months ago of Bill trying to paint tiger’s toenails, with the itty bitty brush and the only reason I haven’t written it yet because I find it such a goddamn precious concept that I want to make sure I get it just right. So basically, it’s just fact that Bill has built every piece of furniture in tiger’s apartment, just because she got it from IKEA and Bill is “all Swedish and shit.” Except Bill, with a teeny tiny little Allen key? Attempting to hang onto the little thing and actually manipulate it in a way his giant gargantuan hands can’t manage? Tiger is a puddle for basically the entire day, she’s so goddamn turned on. Not only are his hands fucking beautiful, but they’re also so gentle and a little clumsy and just so incredibly massive that when he tries to do things with them that they are just too physically large to do, tiger is like :-))))). Other activities include watching him try to text, watching him play video games (because uh, that thumb. On that joystick. That he rubs a lot like her magic button).

Watching him cook. Bill’s a real passionate dude, and acting is just one of those passions. The one he has been most successful at, but if he didn’t make it in that, then he would have become a chef. Bill would take all day to create a special meal, including an early morning market run where he’s sniffing fruits and veggies for freshness and poking at steaks to test their tenderness. There’s no step, no process too laborious when Bill gets in the kitchen--it calms him. The method, the guaranteed results if you're just logical about it, the certainty but also creativity of the whole process. Bill is in the zone when he gets in the kitchen, and tiger could just throw her panties at him when she watches him. He’s so focused, so detailed, pours his heart into it. And it’s impossible not to fall in love with a man who gets so incredibly excited about the most mundane task of life.

In general, when he does that thing where he tries to make himself smaller in any context/when his height is really obvious. Homegirl has a size kink for sure. Like, on an airplane, and his knees are bent at such sharp angles and are jamming into the seat in front of him? Tiger’s bra unsnaps by itself. When they catch an Uber and he apologetically informs the driver that he needs to sit up front with him/her, because he doesn’t fit in the back? Tiger’s leaving a wet patch on her seat. When he whacks his head on a doorframe, a ledge, a kitchen cabinet, etc--he’s cussing and tiger is just slowly undressing in the corner, making bedroom eyes at him.

Smoking. She hates herself for this one because smoking is gross and a disgusting habit and it’s bad for his health. But there’s something about the way his cheeks suck in when he takes a drag, something about the way he holds the cigarette in his long fingers, something about the way his mouth puckers around it, keeping it snagged between two plush, soft lips as he sucks it. And then the way his lips protrude, forming a perfect tight circle as he exhales and blows it out slowly. He never kisses her right after he smokes, always shakes the smoke out of his sweater and brushes his teeth, but when he plunks down beside her there’s still just the faintest smell of it on him and she’s come to associate that smell with Bill and she’s developing quite a strong response to it, much to her dismay.

When he bites his lip, or sticks his tongue out. When Bill is really focused hard on something, concentrated and slightly frustrated--usually when he’s attempting to manipulate something too small for his shovel-hands--his brow will furrow and crease, and his bottom lip will either snag between his teeth or he’ll poke his tongue out the corner of his mouth, sighing in effort. Tiger has to stop herself from pouncing him, and licking his face.

Last one, I promise--shaving. Come on, is there anything hotter in the world than watching a man shave? the proper way, with a blade and shaving cream and hell maybe even a brush that he dips into the shaving cream to lather it. There’s something so incredibly intimate and sexual about it all-- about the scraping sound the blade makes across his jawline, the swish of it dipped in the water, the smell of the shaving cream and then the aftershave, the way his face looks when it’s so fresh. Tiger hops up on the washing machine and watches him, all so she can be more eye level with him when he’s done and do like a cat--rubbing her face and her nose all across his newly smooth skin.

[kurtty-drabbles]

Coraline au (intermission)

N/A: Based on a cool idea Marvel did. What if Dazzler was Galaticus´s herald? and yes, in that story it was just to laugh at Dazzler, but, hey cool concept and I´ll use it.

@djinmer4 @dannybagpipesarecalling @discordsworld @bamfoftheundead

"Space the final frontier!" the voice carries a mock tone of importance as well fake intellectual prose to make the scene even more ridiculous. A woman with long wavy blonde hair is gazing upon the final frontier itself with boredom on her now white eyes( her forehead is divided by two long blue scars that travel among her face) and a microphone necklace. Those are the trademark looks of Dazzler and those are also the looks of the newest Galaticus´s Herald.

“Uhm. Still doing jokes” Galaticus´s voice is too powerful to be ignored even if he wishes for that. The Herald is taking a ride on his shoulder, a small reward for an exemplary job done and this small reward is not exactly soothing her spirits.

“Of course, to survive in this job, I need a sense of humour otherwise…I wouldn’t be me” Dazzler explained with a forlorn expression now. Silver Surfer and Dazzler made a similar deal with Galaticus and both must live up with this decision.

( When Outer Gods wanted to be merciful is so hard to tell)

The reply is delivered with such a carefree attitude that almost seems genuine. Dazzler is a famous singer, not an actress. For a moment, the woman thought Galaticus would go full "Disney´s villain" yet all the Outer God speaks is one line. "I see, is a good strategy so far"

There´s no manual to help navigate through this impossible job. As Galaticus is well feed, thanks to Dazzler´s efficiency, is in a higher mood and Dazzler resolves to make some questions.

"Galaticus...how many more of you, Outer Gods, I mean, exist?" Dazzler asked confused as Galaticus rarely if ever talks about his own kind. Again, he didn´t go "Disney´s villain" and did respond to the question as a courtesy to Dazzler.

"That´s actually a simple question. There´s not many of us, mindless gods? Yes, but, Eternity, destroy them all" Galaticus has a somewhat sadness in his tone now. "Now as for Outer Gods, uhm, there´s me, Death, Eternity, Pheonix as you know very well and ..." now his face frown at this. "and there´s Chaos, the vilest and malicious entity out there...if I must us a name, then, let´s call IT Knull"

"The God of Symbiotes?!" Dazzler exclaimed surprised. She did work with Shield once and know they have a record of "Carnage" but the name Knull was thrown once or twice as a mystical creature.

"Yes, Knull has many faces and I suggest you, Dazzler, to be far away from IT, while, he is weirdly polite about rules, he´s not above breaking if you disturb its plans" Galaticus advice and Dazzler nods unsure on what she can say here.

"Wait, one last question" Dazzler replied back and Galaticus, in a really good mood seems to want to indulge her curiosity, "Does Knull have a Mrs Knull?"

"Well, that´s something odd to ask, but, NO. Knull has no mate, no love and if you caught the word on what the cats are trying to accomplish...let me tell you something, is futile. Knull has no mate and will never have one."

Dazzler has nothing else to ask and her time as Herald is finsihed for now. ____________________________________________________________

Normalcy and the X-men have a conturbed relationship. Sentinels now working to protect mutants(Senator Kelly did throw a hissy fist to the point is a meme) Magneto being an ally and enemy at the same time, Emma Frost helping the X-men (some speculation points the root of this newfound goodness to be a rivalry to be better than Jean Grey) and the seniors X-men are doing something mundane with extraordinary powers.

However, Longshotis is gazing at the pool. Not swimming yet. No, he´s at the bay of said pool admiring the liquid state as if is a treasure.

Suddenly, the tranquil water gets small waves forming gentle. Longshot´s eyes meet with Dazzler hovering the pool. There´s no question or confusion, just an understatement as Dazzler falls deep into the pool water. "Hi, Dazzler, welcome back!" his tone is joyful

The water removes Dazzler´s cosmic makeup, crazy outfit and glamorous hair, now, she´s just Alison and she´s glad to be home.

“One of the perks of being a Herald” Dazzler jokes as now she sits next to Longshot.  And her boyfriend offers a towel(his power work by luck, literally, so, if he really wants a towel...one will appear in his hand) as he asked calmly. “Hard day at work? Wanna talk about it?”

“Yes, but, not now. Right now, Dazzler has a plan" she has a smirk on her face as Longshot is amused.

"I see, the X-men are part of the plan?"

"Yep, but, to be fair, is not my plan, is Pheonix´s plan. Well, the hierarchy here is big, but, well cosmic deities have a plan"

___________________________________________________________________

A normal day is a blessing for Kitty Pryde and a curse. Dagon is gathering more difficult and suicidal missions and each successful mission Dagon is collecting the fruits as its own.

The Prydes are doing a fantastic job in adapting to a life where talking dogs and cats are what separate life and death. Really, Terry Pryde is doing a remarkable job in pretending this is normal.

"So, how the food guys?" Terry asked the dogs and cats and they are eating the food with much gusto (as one of the dogs elaborated) and she has concluded her life is off the trails and might as well enjoy the insanity.

Cameron is explaining Marmaduke to the dogs and cats and is not doing a stellar job in showing the comedy.

__________________________________________________________________________

As today is a free day, of sorts, Kitty is taking the time to read Doug Adam´s books and is enjoying the quirk and witty humour. If space was like that it wouldn´t be so scary.

Jupiter is curling himself like a ball and sleeping in his basket. Cosmo is looking at Kitty intensely for a moment, until, he asked. "Hey, Kitty,  have you found the question?"

Kitty blinks and smiles once getting what´s his question truly is. "not yet, you know, when I was a little girl before meeting Jupiter here" she points to the now awake cat "I was often seeking for the question. Well, I did want to see who could answer the question"

Cosmo takes this into consideration as he asked again. "And what´s the question?"

"What´s life?"

And Cosmo goes to Kitty and his head gets caressed gentle and Cosmo speaks again with a crestfallen tone. "I feel I´ve failed you, somehow, Kitty"

"What? No one failed me. This is not your fault and no, is not Jupiter's fault" Kitty said giving a look to the said cat who is bashful.

"Still...I´ve have found you before...who knows..."

"No one, Cosmo, no one, lamenting about what could have been won´t help us. Got it?" Kitty asked and this seems to lift his spirit.

"I wish to stay here longer, but, I´ve to do something in my hometown, I´ll be back, Jupiter, look out for Kitty" Cosmo order in a mock-serious way and make Kitty giggles and Jupiter is bemused at this. Dogs have an odd sense of humour.

The dog is walking to the portal(he summon with easy, something the cats have certain envy of the dogs) and before stepping in, Jupiter asked in a hissed tone. "You´re plotting, no plotting. Only I plot"

"Well, there´s the first time for everything, Jupiter"

Jupiter is pouting. Cosmo is amused.

________________________________________________________________________ In the pure essence of nothing. Knull rules and Knull watches amused as the cats are still speaking about his future mate. Meanwhile, his Herald arrives to give the news.

"The universe of Pandora is gone," Knull said with maniacal glee. The Herald steps back and gulps as he lying to Knull is never wise.

"Well, is not so dead anymore," the Herald said in a panic. "Gaia´s last work before, uhm, taking a vacation, was to refill that spot and is now full of life"

Knull blinks. One time. Two times and Three times.

"Where is Gaia?"

"No one knows"

"Of course, no one knows..." his tone is pensative and tentacles emerge from the soil. "I think I´d not like this answer"

#coraline au #lovecraft kurt #knull is here #Cosmo the dog #jupiter the cat #Kitty Pryde #Longshot/Dazzler #taking a joking what if serious