#it separates my sentences like wtf???

[bolandoando]

just finished werner herzog’s On Death Row series and practically everyone said theyre innocent like clearly prison and the looming flipflopping date of ur execution isnt enough to make one confess and feel remorse and change and i know thats not the point of prison but my gosh not everyone’s case is a miscarriage of justice like some of these convicts are sitting there telling themselves theyre innocent and im sure theyve gotten to a point where they believe it. there were only 3 ppl who were honest about their responsibility. i dont think the death penalty helps anybody rlly besides the victim’s families and ppl who want to see some old testament retribution but in terms of helping society ? and somehow keeping a balance to the good and evil in the world ? it helps no one in the end. and nothing changes and no ones dissuaded and no one’s ever sorry or hardly anyone is.

#i didnt ever watch and think oh this person did it #bc ppl rlly do get sentenced and rlly are innocent #but these people ?? #either have no explanation for why all the evidence points to them or they say it was the other guy or that one lady said she was framed #by the DEA like miss if so you couldve told the police that ur working undercover but thats not wtf happened #i dont agree w the death penalty but at the same time i hesitate to speak against it to save overwhelmingly guilty #criminals which is v passively moderate of me i just am not impartial or #intellectually enlightened enough to be so impartial that i can separate disliking the death penalty from #my dislike of a criminal and thus not see it as support for the criminal #maybe if the alternative to death was complete rehabilitation and assured remorse and empathy w their victims #but the alternative is life in prison bored and still believing u did nothing wrong

[ellecdc]

okay so I just wanted to start by saying I love you're moonwater stories so much.

Ive been thinking about this like paring ig for a bit and your recent moonwater story when r gets home from girls night just made me think of it more so if you're interested id love for you to do it.

Basically its like poly moonwater plus Barty ive been calling it moonwaterkiller in my head (idk if its already a ship or already has a name but I haven't been able to find anything) but basically I feel like r and Barty would be like a chaotic duo and reg and rem would just be like wtf a lot idk... I just think it has some potential and I just love your writing so fucking much.

(I also just love how you write Barty)

so if you're interested I think it would be cool

much love :)

I love the way your mind works babes. thanks for your request! (it's almost two am where I am so please forgive any awkward sentences or spelling mistakes). also, if I didn't completely lose everyone with my DeathStar fics - this may very well do it. && this was written with the help of our fabulous @unstablereader

poly!moonwater x chaotic fem!reader + Barty Crouch Junior

Regulus didn’t know whether to be concerned or slightly aroused at the slightly deranged way that Remus was stalking the halls in search of you and Barty. 

You and Regulus had both at one point or another been in a friends-with-benefits situation with Barty (albeit separately) during your time in school, before you and Regulus went and fell in love with a Gryffindor. 

Regulus still wasn’t quite over the humiliation; both of falling in love and falling in love with a Gryffindor.

Of course, you and Regulus both stayed friends with Barty; Regulus mostly because he couldn’t shake him (ignoring the fact that Regulus really was quite fond of his maniacal friend), and you because the two of you really were sort of two sides of the same hyperactive galleon. 

And though Remus (and sometimes Regulus) liked to pretend that yours and Barty’s friendship caused them grief, they couldn’t deny how much they valued Barty’s loyalty and devotion to his friends; specifically you. 

Regulus’ new favourite thing was easily Remus’ new found appreciation for Barty. 

Up until this point, Barty had been his notoriously flirty and salacious self when it came to the likes of Remus, who wasn’t yet accustomed to Barty’s unique…personality.

However, once Remus realised the history between his two partners and the other Slytherin boy, he quickly came to appreciate the kind of pull Barty could have on people.

So, Remus had started flirting back.

Barty hated it.

Regulus loved it.

You started keeping track of the number of times Remus reduced Barty to a blushing and stuttering mess in your notebook. 

Barty hated that too.

It was nearing curfew and Remus and Regulus hadn’t seen you all afternoon. 

Usually that was fine, considering you were a bit of a free spirit. What was concerning, however, was that they hadn’t seen Barty either.

Regulus watched as Remus checked the stupid map that his brother and their friends had created when his brows furrowed in confusion.

“What? Don’t tell me they’re in the middle of the Black Lake again?” Regulus asked quickly, moving to stand over Remus’ shoulder to peer at the map.

“Again?”

“Don’t ask.” Regulus muttered.

“But…doesn’t Barty not know how to swim?”

“I said don’t ask.”

Seeming to know better, Remus turned back and pointed towards the Ravenclaw common room on the map. “It says they’re up in Ravenclaw tower?”

“For fuck’s sake.” Regulus muttered, dragging a hand over his face.

“How’d two Slytherin’s manage to get into Ravenclaw tower?” Remus asked bemusedly, earning him an unimpressed glare from Regulus. 

“Remus, I love you, but that was perhaps the dumbest question you’ve ever asked me.”

Remus rolled his eyes as he closed the map and tucked it back into his trunk.

“Come on, we might be able to catch up to Pandora on her way up and have her help us in.” 

They had indeed caught up to Pandora, and Pandora had indeed helped them in, though it seemed to be for naught. 

“I thought your stupid map said they were here.” Regulus muttered as he surveyed the common room, unable to spot a single lick of green and silver.

“It’s not stupid and they are in here.” Remus muttered back, moving to stand in the dead centre of the room. 

“How do you know they’re here if you can’t see them?”

Remus glared at Regulus before looking around to ensure no one could hear them. “I can smell them.” He whispered.

Well Regulus just didn’t know what good these wolfy senses were if they were still out two Slytherin’s. 

“Shit.” Regulus heard whispered suddenly as a quill fell from the air and landed beside his foot.

Remus and Regulus both looked up to see you and Barty casually lounging in the chandelier above them.

“Are you sodding kidding me!?” Regulus shouted.

“I think our cover’s been blown.” You said simply to Barty as if you didn’t have two fuming and fretting boyfriends standing nearly forty feet give or take below you.

“Pity.” Barty responded as he peered down. “This was a nice refuge.”

“How’d you even get up there?” Remus cried, pacing like he was getting ready to catch you should you fall.

“Magic.” Barty taunted from above.

“Junior, so help me gods if that witch falls I-”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa, Lupin. I resent the insinuation that I would ever let anything happen to our sweet angel baby.” Barty bit back immediately.

“Okay, okay. Fair enough.” Remus acquiesced as if he were negotiating a hostage situation. “Why don’t you both just come down here, nice and slow, okay?”

Both you and Barty leaned forward to look down at the two boys, causing the chandelier to swing precariously.

“Fucking hells! Stop moving!” Remus shrieked, causing the attention of the few Ravenclaws sitting in the common room to look over.

“Such a worrier.” Barty muttered as he stood and started manoeuvring himself to the edge of the chandelier - you following him over and causing the chandelier to tip to a nearly 90 degree angle. 

“I’m going to be sick, I’m actually going to throw up right here.” Regulus muttered mostly to himself whilst Remus tried to stand directly underneath you lest you need to be caught. 

To Remus and Regulus’ absolute horror, Barty launched himself away from the chandelier, grabbing at the billowy banners hanging from the ceiling causing the chandelier to swing away from him like a pendulum. 

“JUNIOR!” Remus shouted, causing Barty to momentarily look shamefaced as he looked below him. 

As the chandelier swung towards the opposite wall, you too launched yourself at one of the billowy banners hanging from the ceiling and began monkey climbing down them.

“Can you make sure she doesn’t fall, please.” Remus barked at Regulus as he made his way towards Barty.

Barty let out a high pitched screech and began hastily making his way down the wall. “Run Treasure! Save yourself!” He shouted dramatically.

You turned quickly at that and saw Regulus making his way to you.

You let out a surprised squeak and hurried down, and before Regulus realised what you were doing, you had used your wand to open one of the windows and were shimmying out.

“Oi! What the-” but before Regulus could even shove his torso out the window, you’d managed to shift into your animagus form - a mink, which Regulus felt was very fitting considering what a sodding cheeky minx you were being right now - and began scaling your way down the side of the building.

Regulus was interrupted by the sound of a squeal - Remus’ squeal - and turned to see Remus hanging halfway out of the window in much the same fashion that Regulus had been.

Unlike Regulus, however, Remus had been successful in his capture of Barty and had him hanging from the tallest tower at Hogwarts by one of his arms.

“Junior! Are you trying to sodding kill me!?” Remus barked angrily at him, trying to pull Barty up without any help from Barty himself.

Barty looked up at Remus with all the innocence he could muster (read: none) and winked. 

“Catch me if you can, Mr. Wolf.”

And Barty shrunk into his own animagus form - an osprey - and let out a cry before swooping down to pick up something that looked suspiciously like a mink from the eaves of one of the lower towers and took off towards the grounds. 

“Fucking son of a bitch.” Remus cursed as he tried catching his breath, still sitting half out of the Ravenclaw window. “Why do we put up with those two?”

Regulus shrugged with all the nonchalance he could muster. “‘Cause they’re cute?”

Remus sighed and hit his head against the windowsill. “They’re so sodding lucky that they are…”

“Come on.” Regulus said, offering Remus a hand and helping him out of the window. “Unfortunately, I know exactly where they went.”

Barty loved nothing more than the feeling of his feet sinking into the sediment of the Black Lake below his feet. He also loved the feeling of being near you, his Treasure. He also loved the idea of two handsome men frantically searching for you, and him by proxy.

All this to say, Barty was having a really nice night.

“Junior!”

Barty’s face morphed into a Cheshire cat grin as he turned towards the voice of the man and his boyfriend as they stormed towards the waters edge.

“Well hello, Lupin. How nice of you to join us; care for a dip?”

“Get out of the water.” Regulus drawled in a bored tone.

“Why would I do such a thing? The water’s lovely, I’m in wonderful company, and we’re going to feed the Giant Squid.” He argued.

“Barty.” Remus barked with all the severity he could manage. “You don’t know how to swim.”

Barty scoffed indignantly. “Yeah, well…neither can Reggie!”

“That’s why I’m standing on the shore you absolute bell-end.” Regulus countered quickly.

Remus turned his furious gaze into a bemused one as he took in Regulus. “Do you really not know how to swim either?”

“None of us can!” You shouted from your disturbingly deeper place within the lake as the gentle waves nearly lapped against your skirt.

“Oh, for the love of- you know what? This summer, everyone’s getting swimming lessons.” Remus proclaimed.

“Ou, does that mean I get to see you in your swim trunks, Lupin?” Barty called.

Remus, without missing a beat, started towards Barty, walking into the lake in his shoes and all. “You could see me right now, in less, for free, Junior. You only had to ask.”

Barty let out a screech and tried running towards you, albeit in slow motion on account of the water’s resistance. “Y/N! Treasure! Help! Make him stop!”

“No can do, bubs.” You called back in monotone, still throwing chunks of bread towards the middle of the Lake in hopes of eliciting the company of one Giant Squid. 

“Dove, you’re going to catch a cold; get out of the water.” Remus called to you, pants soaked up to his knees after giving up on chasing Barty in the water.

“We’re trying to make friends!” You whined.

“You cannot make friends with a squid, amour. He will eat you.” Regulus explained from the shore. 

“He wouldn’t eat his friend.” You scoffed. 

“Dove.” Remus barked again.

“I want to see the the big water kitty!” You whined again, turning towards the boys and offering the most pathetic pout you could muster.

Regulus scoffed from his place, still dry on the shore, Remus let out a pained sigh, and Barty all but skipped towards you. 

“A valiant death it will be!” He cheered before he felt the fabric of his jumper being summoned by an accio, dragging him unceremoniously through the water towards Remus.

“No! Ah! AH! STRANGER DANGER. STRANGER DANGER!” He shrieked as Remus threw him over his shoulder.

“Okay, well, now you’re just showing off, Lupin.” He muttered, crossing his arm petulantly as Remus held his free hand out to you.

“Dove, please? Come inside with me?”

You looked distressed at this and moved obediently towards Remus. “Are you mad at me?” You asked timidly.

Barty could actually feel Remus’ body soften beneath him as he allowed some of his tension to dissipate. “Of course not, dovey. I love you.”

You leaned over and pecked a kiss to the corner of his mouth before turning into your animagus mink and swimming to the shore, crawling up Regulus’ pant leg (who admonished you in faux contempt for ruining his trousers), and allowed him to carry you back to the castle. 

Barty was feeling petulant about the whole matter of being chased and chastised so decided then that he was going to force Remus to carry him all the way back to the castle in silence.

Unfortunately for Barty, he hated silence.

He was at least proud he’d made it to the dungeons before giving up on his vow of silence.

“You’re really not upset with her?” Barty asked quietly from his current prison. He could feel Remus’ head tilt in confusion, though his steps never faltered.

“Of course not?” He responded as a question.

“Hmmm.” Barty said, racking his brain for something to upset or fluster this man.

“Oh! What about me having slept with both your boyfriend and your girlfriend?”

“What about it?” Remus asked plainly. 

“Well…aren’t you upset about that?”

Remus scoffed and adjusted his grip on Barty, hand’s migrating none too innocently up the back of his thighs. “Junior. The only thing I’m upset about is that you haven’t slept with all three of us. I don’t like feeling left out, you know?”

Barty made a strangled sound as he struggled in Remus’ grip to no avail, causing you and Regulus to chuckle from a few strides ahead as you all stepped into the Slytherin common room.

“We told you he was smooth, Barty.” You chuckled.

“You should hear him in bed.” Regulus taunted, reaching over to pinch Barty’s arse, causing him to yelp and start cursing at him.

Remus relented and put Barty down, who immediately made for Regulus’ throat.

“Easy, Junior.” Remus chuckled, pulling him back by the shoulder. “You wanna keep Reg around, don’t you?”

Barty harrumphed and crossed his arms indignantly.

“We’d like to keep you around.” Remus continued.

Barty grumbled again and let out a quiet. “Fine.”

Remus beamed at him, which was very alarming if you asked Barty, as they stepped into his and Regulus’ shared dorm; Rosier and Avery were already asleep in their beds with their curtains drawn.

“Yeah? You’ll let us keep you?” Remus asked.

“I said fine, Lupin.” He bit back.

“Great. So we’re in a relationship then.” He explained simply, causing Barty to level him with a severe glare. “How dare you, Lupin. Never say such vile things to me again.” He spat before storming towards the boy’s bathroom.

Regulus groaned and grabbed his own toiletries before making his way to the washroom behind him. “I’ll go make sure he doesn’t try to drown himself in the shower again.”

Remus shook his head and changed into his pyjamas before climbing into Regulus’ bed and pulling you towards him.

“So, explain this to me, Dove. Why is Barty the way he is?”

You snorted a laugh and turned to face him. “You’re going to have to be way more specific, love.”

Remus chuckled and ran his hands up and down your back. “He likes Reg. He loves you. He seems sweet on me. We invite him to be ours and he accepts - but runs when we make it mean something?”

You smiled up at your boyfriend and booped his nose with a perfectly manicured finger - which Remus found very confusing considering you spend your spare time scaling the rafters of grand ceilings and enticing Giant Squids from their hiding places. “Barty doesn’t understand, Rem. He wouldn’t know love if it punched him right in the face.”

Remus could feel his brows furrow and he pulled you in tighter to his chest. “Dove…love doesn’t punch you in the face?”

Apparently that had been the wrong thing to say as you rolled your eyes in exasperation and threw your head back onto the pillow. “You see? That’s the kind of thing someone who grew up loved would know.”

It’s not that Remus ever really forgot to worry about you per se, but he sometimes really worried about you Purebloods. 

At some point in the night, you had apparently decided Remus and Regulus’ bed was too hot and moved to Barty’s. Remus would have been slightly more petulant about the matter if he hadn’t thought you looked absolutely precious with Barty resting his head on your chest.

He looked so innocent in his sleep.

Sleep clearly didn’t know him very well.

Remus was shocked when the four of you entered the Great Hall for breakfast and Barty actually followed you three to the Gryffindor table. Though Remus was trying to play it cool, he couldn’t help but feel a flutter of hope surge within him at what that might mean for the three four of you.

Remus was just about to bite into his toast when a sultry voice sounded from behind Barty.

“Hello, Bartemus.” Amelia Bones sing-songed as she trailed a finger up Barty’s arm.

His brows furrowed almost comically from above the rim of his coffee cup before he slowly lowered it and turned to consider the Hufflepuff.

“Bones. Can I help you?” He asked, punctuating the word help as he plucked her fingers from his being between his two fingers as if he’d found something really quite disgusting on his person.

“I was thinking, you could help me, perhaps tonight?”

Barty turned to look at her incredulously.

“Help with what, Amelia? I’m really quite busy.” He spat, gesturing wildly to his cup of coffee. 

“An orgasm or two? Gods, you’re pissy in the mornings.”

Barty scoffed, sounding completely scandalised as he clutched at non-existent pearls adorning his neck. “I am sitting here with my beloveds, Amelia. For shame. You see this lot? I’m theirs, capiche?” 

Amelia looked bemusedly at the group of you before shaking her head in confusion. “Whatever you say, Junior.”

She moseyed on away, and Barty turned back towards his cup of coffee. “The gall of some people, honestly.” He said in exasperation, downing the rest of his still hot coffee and standing unceremoniously.

“Well, I best be off. Things to fuck up, people to scare. Tah-tah.” He called, pressing a quick kiss to your hair as he left the Great Hall.

Suddenly, realisation dawned on Remus.

“Ah, I see. So no to a relationship, but he is ours.”

You and Regulus chorused a hum of acknowledgement. 

“That’s just how Barty operates. You’ll get used to it.” You explained, still not looking up from the Daily Prophet you had been reading all this time.

Remus didn’t mind getting used to that; not if it meant he managed to get everything he wanted.

#ask elle #marauders era #marauders au #marauders fanfiction #reader insert #self insert #remus lupin #remus lupin x reader #remus lupin x you #regulus black #regulus black x reader #regulus black x you #moonwater #poly!moonwater #poly!moonwater x reader #poly!moonwater x you #bartylus #poly!bartylus #barty crouch jr x reader #barty crouch jr x you #barty crouch jr #these ships are getting too hard to tag #figure it out #ellecdc fics

[lovely-josuke]

❝MOTHER LANGUAGES — SPIDERVERSE HCS

summary ; pavitr with a hispanic girlfriend who teaches him some spanish and he teaches her some hindi.

pairing ; pavitr prabhakar x hispanic fem!reader (no specific race stated)

note ; teehee i was so excited to show off the new layout 🤭 i literally have so much fun writing for pavitr. this concept was so cute, i started working on it immediately so thank you to the anon who requested it <3 mwah 🫶

• — pavitr prabhakar !

about three months into dating, pavitr started practicing some spanish on his own. went about his way to get a dictionary that took forever for him to find. he starts writing the words out and takes his time to pronounce them. he takes note that he’s extremely great at reading spanish just a little troubled on the way to say the words.

the very first phrase he ever told you in spanish, he had a slip of paper with the sentence written down. pavitr wanted to make it sweet and maybe tell you right after kissing you but poor boy forgot the phrase. so he had to squint and read off the torn paper.

“tu eres la chica de mis sueños.” (t: you are the girl of my dreams) the second he finished saying it you jumped on him, kissing all over his face, telling him how cute and adorable he is.

you told him that you were practicing hindi in secret to surprise him as well, but you were having a lot of trouble. it makes a big smile spread on his face to know you both had the same intentions.

it’s where he offers to teach you how to speak, read, and write hindi if you can do the same for him with spanish. you agree and then he goes, “hehe >:) and teach me the bad words too muhehehe” you’re just like “pavitr 😭”

pavitr really excited when you’re teaching him spanish. he’s listening intently and repeating each word after you. he doesn’t think it’s hard, but it’s definitely good to have a native speaker helping you out and giving tips.

keeps a separate notebook filled with words and phrases he wants to tell you. of course, they’re all him telling how much he loves you. you also have a separate notebook with hindi written in it and it’s mostly you practicing to write ‘i love you’ and memorize it.

he knows it might take you a while to fully understand hindi and he’s okay with that. you’re the making the effort and that’s what he loves the most about you. finds your confused face cute when he starts rambling in hindi.

you two practice by only having conversations in each others language. he finds it super helpful and you both will correct a word if needed. text messages will sometimes shift from spanish to hindi to spanish again.

his heart and feelings grow for you even more when he sees you talking to his aunt in hindi. she thinks it’s so sweet that the two of you are learning each others languages and don’t find the barrier to be a bother. she even starts to help you too in secret. she wants you to surprise pavitr with what you learned.

i cannot stress this enough. loves to introduce you as his girlfriend in spanish. “esta es mi novia, ella es mi novia”. mi novia this, mi novia that. he gets like a schoolboy when he says it. if he gives you gifts, pavitr always writes a little note that says “para mi querida novia” (t: for my dear girlfriend) or something along those lines.

whenever he meets someone who is either hispanic or speaks spanish too, he’ll speak to them in spanish just so they can ask where he learned. all because he can’t stop saying how his girlfriend taught him how to speak spanish.

he starts picking up on the expressions too. accidentally let “tch, no mames miguel!” slip out when he was getting sent on a new mission. miguel’s head whipped over so fast and just looked at him so shocked like, wtf did you say to me?

“no mames? no mames?! como que no mames miguel?! who taught you that huh?!”

“mi novia teehee :)”

#atsv x reader #spiderverse x reader #pavitr prabhakar x reader #pavitr prabhakar x you #pavitr x you #pavitr prabhakar x hispanic reader #atsv pavitr #x latina reader #latina reader

[incorrectwolfstar]

platonic moonflower headcanons bc i said so

- definitely those two in class who’d constantly get threatened to be separated by the teacher if they didn't start doing their work + stop misbehaving

third year remus + lily in datda who can't stop laughing bcs "wtf is a hinkypunk" + "idek man." eventually they would get separated and have to sit at opposite sides of the classroom but then they'd glance at each other and they'd be gone. they wouldn't be allowed to sit together for the rest of the year

- remus introduced her to the wonderful world of swearing. ofc lily being muggle born would know what swearing is but was brought up not to do it. she knew remus two weeks - welsh, born + bred, swearing like a sailor, can't go a sentence without cursing. she was converted. remus taught her a bunch of new swears and slangs she didn't know about + they'd be the worst in their year for language

- remus allergic to mango (lil's fav) + lily allergic to chocolate

- modern au would post each other on their stories so much everyone assumes they've been dating for ages

- physical affection comes soso naturally. remus would play with lil's hair subconsiously + she'd trace the scars over remus' hands/arms. the both of them would take up one (1) armchair on each other's laps + play fight on the carpet (adds to the dating rumours james is pissed ha ha)

- they share clothes!! they're the same trouser size the majority of the time so remus would wear her flares + cords + pyjama bottoms. lil would steal remus' jumpers + (mainly) cardi's, with t shirts which are far too much big for her

- when they go out drinking eight times out of ten they'll end up in the same bed the morning after (if it doesn't end up with drunk sex w sirius/james remus will be little spoon)

- she introduced him to fleetwood mac, he introduced her to the beatles

- made a similar post ab this, but moonflower karaoke they'd fuck it up every time. like they'd be so good together. at christmas time they'd duet fairytale of new york by the pogues. somethin' stupid by frank + nancy sinatra. you're the one that i want from grease. long haired lady by paul and linda mccartney. don't go breaking my heart by elton john + kiki dee. i'm telling u guys omfg the world would implode

#incorrectwolfstar #remus lupin #lily evans #lily potter #the marauders #moonflower #platonic moonflower #incorrect marauders quotes #james potter #remus and lily #dead gay wizards #all the young dudes #atyd #wolfstar #sirius black #atyd marauders #jily #70s music #karaoke #paul and linda #frank sinatra #nancy sinatra #fairytale of new york #marauders

[jjunsolos]

TXT REACTIONS TO - you crying over a song

when txt walks in on you crying over a sad song

pairings - txt x gn!reader (separately)

warnings - none much. reader just cries in all of the reactions

genre - fluff, tiniest of angst, crack

a/n - i got this idea after listening to ‘no me queda mas’ by selena😪 when i tell you i was BAWLINGG !! anywayyy i decided to post this since i havent been updating the smau (my bad yall) but also coz this has been sitting in my drafts for way too long😭 so i hope yall enjoy 💗

(bold = reader)

[yeonjun] <3

- bro walks in and just sees you bawling your eyes out

- confused coz wtf are you doing in the dark blasting bruno mars 🤨

- “uh… baby? are you oka-“

- couldnt finish his sentence coz you start sobbing loudly

- most definitely thinks youre going through something

- decides to sit next to you and rubs your back as you sob your heart out

- “sorry… this song is just so sad”

- “no dont apologize baby” *smiles widely* “ill be your shoulder to cry on”

- teases you when youve calmed down fs

[soobin] <3

- worried bby :(

- abt to start crying just coz youre crying (this pure soul🤧)

- sits next to you and hugs you super duper tight

- (pls keep in mind he still has yet to find out why youre crying)

- grabs a tissue box and starts wiping your tears and your snot. despite it grossing him out just a littleee 🤏 bit

- finally asks why youre crying and… welp

- his face literally goes from “🥺🤨😐😑”

- “babe i thought someone died !!! you worried me so much ahhhh”

- dramatic noises coz bby was REALLYYY worried for a second

- but its okay coz at least youre crying over something minor

[beomgyu] <3

- confused pt.1

- first instinct, as bad as it sounds, is to record you😭

- like lets be honest, the second he heard adele from the other room he alr knew you were gonna end up in tears

- comes up to you and starts fake crying

- you look at him like “🥺🤨”

- “what? you cant just cry alone. you need my cries to finish yours”

- changes the music to something else coz his throat starts hurting from all the fake crying😭

- shows you the video he took an hour later and you alr know hes laughing as he does so

[taehyun] <3

- honestly babes didnt even notice you were crying

- he came into the room to grab something and didnt notice you were crying till he turned around

- confused pt.2

- doesnt understand why youre crying till he hears ‘for you’ by bts playing

- as a fellow army himself, he understands

- grabs a box of tissue and your favorite stuffed animal and hands it to you

- and when you look at him confused, he just replies with “for the tough times”

- walks out and cooks you some nice soup for when youre done with your crying session

[hueningkai] <3

- heard sniffling and thought you caught a cold

- turns out youre crying over music :\

- kinda stands at the door like “🧍🏾”

- literally doesnt speak bc “actions speak louder than words”

- grabs one of his many stuffed animals and comes towards you with it

- “yah im gonna tickle you if you dont stop crying this instant”

- ends up tickling you anyways coz he wants to hear your furious giggles and laughs (🥹💔)

- cuddles you while rubbing your back

- “im gonna do this to you every time i catch you crying”

#jjunsolos #txt #txt ff #beomgyu #huening kai #kang taehyun #soobin #taehyun imagines #taehyun smau #yeonjun #txt social media au #txt taehyun #txt x reader #txt post #txt smau #txt fluff #tomorrow by together imagine #tomorrow by together #tomorrow x together #beomgyu scenarios #beomgyu smau #beomgyu imagines #beomgyu fluff #beomgyu social media au #hueningkai smau #hueningkai fluff #hueningkai imagines #yeonjun scenarios #yeonjun fluff #yeonjun smau

[fuckyeahgoodomensfanfic]

Good Omens Fic Rec: dead nightingales still sing

A year after leaving earth behind, Aziraphale returns with another apocalypse close behind and finds Crowley in pieces. Together, with six millennia of ghosts between them, they find a way to save the world and each other. They come out the other side alive and marked with soot and dying starlight, and he blinks through the smoke-burn in his eyes until the world comes into focus and the static prickling on his skin recedes. It might not have worked out in a different timeline, one in which they never separated in the first place, yet in this one, the one defined by heartbreak and loss, they saved the world.

Length: 6,435 words

AO3 Rating: Teen and Up

Best for: Safe in Public, Best at Home, Angst, Hurt/Comfort

Triggers: None

Read it here, fic by actualchangeling

*Minor Spoilers* Not even going to sugar coat it, this made me cry. Actual tears down my cheeks cry. I tear up at fics all the time, but there's maybe only been 5 total so far that I've cried to and this is one. I actually couldn't even focus on the next story I tried to read and had to take a break after this. I don't think I'm over hyping this fic, at least I hope I'm not. It just really is that good.

In this story the second Apocalypse has just been averted, things have been left unsaid, and an exhausted Crowley breaks down. I can't give a better review than you just let you read these two lines from this fic: "A simple phrase, one sentence, had been enough to kill all the Nightingales in London, and he had buried them alone with bare hands and broken nails, the accompanying silence his judge, jury, and executioner all at once," and, "There, on the bookshop’s floor, with an apocalypse painted onto their bodies, the nightingale’s song begins anew, weaved into their kiss and marking the first page of their new life." Like wtf!! This is gorgeous and devastating! You guys can't keep getting away with this!! Just read this one, please. It's going to hurt you, but read it anyway. And read it at home where you can let yourself feel all of this.

Read it here, fic by actualchangeling

#good omens #good omens fanfiction #good omens fanfic #fanfic rec #aziracrow #ineffable husbands #good omens fic rec #aziraphale x crowley #ineffable idiots #short #no flames #safe in public #at home #angst #hurt comfort #it's about the prose babey #post s2 #canon au #canon timeline #dead nightingales still sing #actualchangeling #faves of the blog #fandom famous

[yukina-otome]

Chevalier Romantic route rantings

Warning: This post contains spoilers about Chevalier Michel's route. More specifically his Romantic ending.

Sooooo, it is extremly rare for me to criticise Cheva's content. After all, as his absolute stan, i love everything this man does.

BUT i admit that I am not a fan of his romantic ending.

The reason is simple. But first of all a little summary of the events, for does who do not remember or for does who have not played the route but dont mind spoilers.

MC is with everyone at the battlefield. The campement where she is, is attacked and this is when the two ending branches.

In this I will only discuss the romantic one.

So, in the romantic ending, MC gets stabbed by a poisoned knife by the anti war faction and obsidian. They use her as a hostage and says 'if you want the antidote you gotta hand her off'. But Genius Cheva figures out the poison and have the antidote made badabim badaboum.

(Honestly I would have prefered it here if Clavis was the one who found the antidote, and Cheva being impressed by his brother's abilities, after all Clavis was the one who has been studying poisons. But this is not what this post is about so let's no dwell on that)

So MC is cured, Cheva goes to beat the anti war faction with his FIST, because MC says no Stabby stabby. And he somehow makes Obsidian sign a peace treaty and VOILA, war is over.

(Yes, the political plot of this game is extremely stupid, DO NOT start me on that, or this post will never end)

Soooo, MC and Cheva goes back to the castle, where MC is healing. Chevalier stays by her side most of the time as they spend quality time together. And before they know it, there only very few days left before MC has to choose a king, leave the castle and never see cheva again.

So MC asks Chevalier for one last favor, she wants him to dance with her. He accepts and they head to the ballroom where they have a very impactfull moment where MC tells him she is gonna choose HIM as a king and she tells him her reasons which leaves him speechless and i would say touched.

After that there dance ends, and MC start acting like Booboo the clown as she starts rambling, she tells cheva they should have a meal together sometimes before she leaves and turn away from him to hide her tears.

As of now, everything is fine. I have no objections to this developpement. But this is where it ticks me off.

Cheva hug MC from behind and literally ask her TO SLEEP WITH HIM!

Yes yes, he says dinner but he says he is famished and his hand touch mc's body subjectivly.

MC might be as dense as the mariana trench but she's not stupid and she agrees to the hanky panky.

And BIM BADABOUM they smash, in the trill of the action, mc asks him if he will remember her and he says NO which is obviously a lie. And that's literally it. They separate for a year and you guys know the rest.

Now you might ask, what do you not like about this, Yuki?

And i would say many things:

First, HOW DARE HE ASKS HER FOR HER FIRST TIME JUST LIKE THAT, MY CHEVA WOULD NEVER WTF. Remember everyone, this is not 21st century, it's literally around 1500 and around then a woman virginity was EVERYTHING to her. I was like well maybe the ikepri author created the ikepri universe differently and its not a big deal but silvio's romantic ending proved otherwise. I'm not gonna go into the details, i'll just say a woman first time is IMPORTANT. And Cheva most likely knew that. He would never ask her for it in such a way. Specially knowing he could not be her lover. It was one night only between them.

Also it is very irrational and the way cheva asked for it seemed calculated which i hate. I mean, there are no contraception during that era. Surely both knew what could happen after that night.

Then there is how that first time was written. It was only a few sentences and during the whole act MC was crying and all while Cheva was all smug saying 'You like that, don't you?'. I would have liked it if he showed some vulnerability in that moment. And don't tell me 'This is cheva we are talking about, he is not capable of doing that', he actually did in the dramatic ending.

This was supposed to be such an angsty dramatic scene, if only they gave it more attention it would have gave his route more dept and made the ending all the more satisfying.

THIS is how I think things should have happened:

-After the dance, MC still acts the same and says they should have a meal together.

-Chevalier agrees and says then let's have dinner together.

-MC accepts and they have dinner in his room. MC is nervous since this is her first time alone with him in her room since he knows of her feelings and it makes her hyperaware of him. Specially that whenever she look up at him she sees he is already staring at her. Like he wants to commit her to his memory.

-Cheva sees that and starts talking about a new book to calm her down.It works and soon enough they are sitting together on his bed and reading the book together in silence.

-Chevalier's reading speed is higher than hers and whenever he is done he just stares at her as he waits for her to finish the page.

-MC finish a page and look up toward Chevalier to see if he's done with it, but when she does he is already looking at her and there eyes meet.

-They stare at each others soul for a very long time in silence before they kiss, none of them knowing who made the first move.

-The kiss soon turn into a full makeout session on Chevalier's bed and the book fall to the floor in a tud.

-This bring Chevalier to his senses, it is not like him to act so irrationnaly.

-He pulls away from MC, but she pulls him back and that was all he needed for his logical facade to snap.

-They make love and as MC cry her heart out she sees that Cheva's usual ice cold expression is nowhere to be seen.

-His walls are completely gone and at that moment she has the REAL Chevalier in front of her.

She says she loves him but he does not answer her back. He knows that if he says it, it's gonna make even more difficult for her, so he just hugs her to him instead.

And that's how it ends.

What do you guys think? I'm really interested in you guys's opinion on this topic.

#otome #otome game #ikemen series #ikemen prince #michel chevalier #ikepri chevalier #ikemen prince chevalier #cheva #chevalier michel #ikepri #ikeprince #ikeprince chevalier #ikemen chevalier #ikepri chevalier michel #ikemen prince chevalier michel

[red1culous]

Ambrosia

A/N: Inspired by a scene from 1883.

You sit. Hunched over assignments you were meant to have finished grading two days ago. You’ve been sitting in that same spot since late morning nursing the same cup of cold coffee. The patrons of the small cafe did not seem to mind seeing as you were a regular who tipped well. 

Every inch of your tiny table was covered with assignment booklets. You had separated them into piles of ‘Good’, ‘Meh’ and ‘WTF is this shit’. You look up from the mess in front of you and focus your eyes on something other than badly written sentences and plagiarised paragraphs. Blinking rapidly and pinching the bridge of your nose to ease the familiar throb of an approaching cluster headache your eyes see the afterimage of red scrawls and circled words. After a few seconds the scene in front of you starts to come into focus. It is magical to say the least like you were sitting in an Edward Hopper painting. 

Because the sun was quite high in the sky the light enters through the large cafe doors painting an image that starts low and arches high up across the back wall. Your eyes follow its trajectory and you squint slightly as you drag them across the uninterrupted expanse of blue from the sky that’s reflected in through the sun and rain worn streaky windows. A single shaft of light splits from its main funnel and falls slantwise revealing something, or rather someone who quite literally takes your breath away. 

You see her face illuminated by a rosy glow. Her hair is tied into a neat bun and it sparkles in the refracted light as if it were ablaze. You sputter and choke on your spit which causes her to lift her head in your direction. She’s watching you. Or at least you think she’s watching. You can’t see her eyes through the dark sunglasses shielding them. If it wasn’t for the small hint of a crooked smile she gives you would be none the wiser. 

It takes you a good amount of time to muster up the courage to walk over to her. “Hi” is all you can manage. Your voice suddenly sounds too loud and it carries to the every corner of the space around you. You feel the blood rush to your feet and your stomach does a little flip. 

“No” she replies. 

“Wh-what?” you stammer out. Every last ounce of confidence you had slowly fizzles away like a deflating balloon. 

But she also smirks a little bit more.

“Ok say it then” she turns in her seat to face you. 

You raise a questioning eyebrow at her and she chuckles softly. “You came over to get my name and or my number, yes.” 

Her words come out more a statement than a question. You are pretty scared at this point but there is no turning back. You are fully committed to this embarrassment and by God you were going to let it play out completely.

“No, actually” you finally reply.

“Oh…” Your answer takes her by surprise and you applaud yourself internally when you notice a slight blush travel up her neck and settle on her cheeks. “What did you…” she starts but you interrupt her quickly.

“I wanted to ask if you’d remove your sunglasses” you gesture acting as if you were removing glasses from your face. 

She scrunches up her brows. “Why?” she asks genuinely confused.

Taking a half step closer you fidget with the fraying ends of your jacket sleeve. It’s now or never. “I just wanted to see if your eyes were too pretty for me.” 

She laughs dryly and shakes her head. One side of her cheek half dimples and you find it adorable. She removes the dark glasses and you smile. Her eyes are lovely, you wonder what they would look like in the full sunshine. Or closer up. 

“So what’s the verdict?” she asks breaking you out of your trance. 

“Well…” you answer taking a half step away from her. You cough through a chuckle at your silly little secret thoughts. “I was right” you answer, “much too pretty for me.”

She genuinely smiles exposing the whites of her teeth. You’re starting to love that dimple on her cheek and the laugh lines that crinkle of the edge of her eyes. 

Tagging: Plse let me know if you would like to be tagged or removed from the list entirely ❤️

@whataloadof @when-wolves-howl @youralphawolf72 @blackwidowismylove @screechcat @readings-stuff @scarlettsnat

#natasha romanoff x fem!reader #natasha x reader #ambrosia #redfic #black widow x reader #natasha romanoff x reader

[sd1d-enthusiast]

After years of people acting like Daemon “never loved” Rhaenyra or was using her for the throne, it’s so funny to see those arguments completely obliterated in just two episodes. 

In episode 1, we see that he genuinely cares for her: 

he brings her gifts with meaning and sincerity, things that have value that both of them appreciate and can treasure

she is the only one he speaks Valyrian too (he doesn’t do it with Viserys or Mysaria despite them knowing it!). One of the actors said it’s like their own secret love language a

nd that couldn’t be more accurate

look at their banter during the throne room: the way he teases her and the way she snipes back at him but instead of getting angry, he smiles. she makes him smile. 

with her, he puts aside his claws and shows a very rare tenderness. that scene of him carefully putting that necklace on her? he wouldn’t be caught dead doing that to anyone else. 

the look in his eyes when he goes to comfort her during her mom’s funeral? if he was really only looking to use Rhaenyra for the throne this would have been the perfect chance to drive a wedge between her and her father and draw her over to his side. but he doesn’t. why? because he cares for her and sees how alone she is in that moment

In episode 2, we see that Daemon is truly and utterly whipped:

the moment Rhaenyra arrives on her dragon he goes from smug douche mode to “oh fuck the wife is here and i need to behave now mode.” He literally clutches at that egg like a boy caught putting his hand in the cookie jar and Mysaria gives him the biggest wtf look lmao

there’s this tiny smile on his face when she lands and all of Otto’s side is in shock. he’s fucking proud of her for that glorious entrance. he’s glad to see her even if it means things are now much more complicated

Hell, you could even argue he engineered this whole scenario and trolled the fuck out of everyone, just so he could see two people that he cares about most. His brother. And Rhaenyra. He chose the one thing that he knew she’d be pissed about him taking: her brother’s egg. This is what happens when Daemon is bored, lonely, and separated from the people he cares about most for too long.

For all the people who claim Rhaenyra was the unsuspecting victim to Daemon’s desire for the throne and just manipulated and used, Rhaenyra destroys those claims with just a few sentences. “I’m right here, uncle. The object of your ire, the reason you were disinherited. If you wish to be restored as an heir, you need to kill me. So do it. And be done with all this bother.” 

She straight up challenges him and tells him to kill her. Why? Because she knows that there’s no way in seven hells that he would ever come close to doing it. She sees right through him and calls his bluff. She knows he cares too much. And he knows that she knows. Hence, the slightly amused, slightly proud, and very much exasperated “you know I would never do that” look on his face. 

So it’s established that he would never hurt her even if she gave him the chance. Then it’s also established that he would never lie to her either. He does his whole elaborate prank about getting another wife and having a child to everyone, but under her stare, he can’t bring himself to lie. That shows more than just care and affection. That shows that he respects her too much to lie. He can play everyone else for a fool and have his little game, but not Rhaenyra. 

“You already have a wife.” “Not of my own choosing.”  The look he gives her afterwards when she tells him to kill him and he just stares at her in silence. He’s clearly not thinking “this girl really ruined my plans smh.” You can practically see the wheels turning in his head. This mf is involuntarily thinking “I’m going to make this girl my wife one day.” 

TLDR: Daemon is whipped for Rhaenyra and I will hear no objections

#rhaenyra x daemon #daemyra #rhaenyra targaryen #daemon targaryen #daemon x rhaenyra #daemonxrhaenyra #rhaenyraxdaemon #rhaenyra and daemon #daemon and rhaenyra #house of the dragon #hotd #hotd episode 1 #hotd episode 2 #game of thrones #fire and blood

[hell-drabbles]

Okay cursed thought because my mind won't let me rest

But yeah

So

Christmas event right?

We know the premise of wtf happend and how it happened

And uh

Anglification companion.........

Yikes

But yeah moving from that

It's kinda funny how reader becomes a angel of sorts (not really) and Minhyeok became a demon of sorts and Ra-On is the only one among their friends that remained "human"

Also the idea with Gabriel is funny which kinda scratched my mind into thinking of a idea where Ra-On has a harem of demons while companion has a harem of angels

But onto the main idea that's been in my mind

Raqi❤️

Specifically Raqi with Companion reader

How would the dynamic be?

Dante Anon

Yup that is entirely the intention. Ra-on staying human, Minhyeok becoming a demon, if only temporarily, and the Companion being an angelic creature of sorts. It's a cheesy thing, but I'm trying to enjoy my cheesy themes so that's staying.

A harem of angels huh... I can just imagine one of the high angels going "Well, at least that one is cuter than you." Like, the angels legit prefer the Companion over Ra-on. And Ra-on would be dissatisfied for just a moment because he wants to be desirable to the beings he finds beautiful, even if they are trying to kill him like the scatterbrain he is. And then he would remember what exactly these angels did to the Companion and be pissed/scared all over again.

Now as for Raqi's role in all this... Okay, so Raqiel still ends up being kicked out of his position as teacher, but rather than being sentenced to being bait to the devils below, he's delegated to caretaker of sorts to the Companion. This happens very early on in the Companions stay, so there wasn't enough time for the possessiveness to really manifest. Raqiel's wings are still very much broken here. And by caretaking, I mean general wing maintenance, and just someone who will go out of his way to make sure the Companion is in the least amount of pain as possible as a person that is also not quite welcome in Heaven.

When Raqiel is not in Heaven, he's able to separate and cut off his relationship with his home, though not quite in a healthy fashion. But, since he's here in Heaven still and cannot participate in battle whatsoever, shit gets complicated. And add onto the fact that he wasn't beaten the shit out of by a mob of angels when they landed in Hell, so the yearning to be part of the masses wasn't broken beyond being.

But, when Raqiel eventually gets attached to the Companion, he will end up wanting to leave this place, if only for their sake.

Now as for the Companions feelings on Raqiel? Does not trust him obviously but isn't actively hostile to him, especially since they were witness to the breaking of his wings right before being assigned as their wing's person. The Companion is just, visibly tired and defeated while Raqiel takes out all the ingrown and blood feathers. Painful, oh most certainly painful, but it's the only way they can sleep at night. Companion doesn't trust that Raqiel will hold his loyalty towards them over his homeland, but only Raqiel is allowed anywhere near them.

Basically a little companionship between two people that have been dealt a shitty hand by those in Heaven. A sort of silent thing, almost domesticated in a way. You know, other than the Companion venting out all their anger on Raqiel when he suggests it. Because we can't forget this man is kinky. Companion gets to get their anger out, and Raqiel gets his relief. It works.

I love my fucked up man. He's so funky.

But of course, when the other angels start getting attached to the Companion, shit is going to happen! You know how these guys get. Jealous little things they are.

#admin #embittered companion au #oc.raqiel #dante.anon

[dottores]

Wtf did you put on my timeline 😀

Since the history of Y/N stories, the reader ALWAYS had a backstory. I fail to see how this suddenly makes Y/N a OC. The same goes for gender. Usually in the description or first sentence you would immediately know Y/N’s gender. It’s nice to be inclusive but you can’t force the author to cater to a specific demographic.

I will admit though: I LOATHE when a author enforces a skintone onto Y/N without mentioning it in the beginning. The fact this stuff is rarely tag is pretty annoying. If authors have to tag their fanfic with “POC!Reader” to point out that reader is meant to have a ethnic background, for the love of god please do the same if the reader is meant to be interpreted as white. Nothing puts me out of a story when I envisioned a character to fit the story only to see them described as “pale, fair skinned” by the narrator several paragraphs later.

There is a really nice plugin for AO3 where it can replace pronouns and fill in the Y/N slot with an actual name. It would be nice if such a plugin existed for tumblr. Authors won’t have to give into obligations and those who feel alienated can still enjoy the work.

PLEASEEEEEE AJFHASIUDFHU IF I HAD TO SEE IT YOU GUYS ALL HAVE TO TOO. i am a firm believer of sharing is caring <3

EXACTLY, like especially for authors who do long fics or series, giving reader 0 personality/no background story is next to impossible unless you just want them to like ... be there and take no initiative in the story and just have things happen to them and for them to have no reaction to anything. like even in smut and headcanons, there are going to be little things you can pick out personality-wise, its next to impossible to just have a cardboard cut out reader for any type of fic, much less long fics/series. someone will always disagree with something <- but tee explained this all better in her long rb addition to that post

AND I TOTALLY AGREE! like they had very valid points about physical appearance and properly tagging gender, but i hate the fact that they added all of those valid points in that mess of an argument of why "x reader fics" should have no personality or background, because i felt as if it was totally taking away from that. it's two totally separate issues that they were trying to combine into one big one but just made an even bigger mess out of it.

for real! ao3's tagging system is top tier like i know a lot of people find it confusing but it's so nice to be able to filter any and everything you want or don't want.

#— asks #could you guys imagine heliotropes!reader just not having any background or personality like #how would that even work #THERE WOULD BE NO STORY #anyway i am so convinced i have the best lil community on my blog i love u all so dearly #every time i see posts like this it reminds me how lucky i am that i have you guys and not people like that who just consume consume consum #and expect everything to be perfectly tailored to what they find relatable #you guys actually appreciate my LITERARY GENIUS AND PLOTS #<- thats a joke by the way #but #kind of i'm glad you guys read and appreciate the plot AND the character of heliotropes!reader because ive been pretty vocal about the fact #that i was nervous about giving her agency and background and personality specifically because i knew that there were people with this #viewpoint who are like radically against x reader fics with fleshed out readers but you guys literally made me so confident and happy with #your feedback and appreciation for it :') so thank u #i feel like i don't thank u guys enough i should #wow this got a little sappy #but ily guys #tw discourse

[ijosijen]

Head Parameter Thoughts

I'll probably explain wtf my metadata model is in a future post, but the broad strokes are similar to the minimalist program.

Okok? Cool ima talk about the three biggest word ordering paradigms through the lens of head parameter.

First off, metadata syntax assumes that movement isn't real - there's only projection - and that a phrase's head directionality is information stored in the word class, which is itself a probably a sub-morpheme of the head. (a.k.a metadata on said head)

What's also stored in the head's metadata? Subject and object assignment. No such thing as a subj/predicate here. The verb heads all of its arguments, which means that VO and OV word orders are literally all that there are. Or, rather, if we call an Arg "A" (for now), then the word orders are AA...AV and VA...AA. etc.

The VP is itself going to be headed by a finite marker F. Which is to say that the predicate was real the Whole Time !! i'm sorry,,,,

Inside of the VP, our head verb is casually tossing out theta roles. The exact function of the argument vis-a-vis the verb is - you guessed it - determined by the verb's metadata, which chooses certain arguments as its agents and patients etc etc.

How does it choose them? Speaker choice, though information transfer likes its topic prominence, so let's say that the earliest arg gets subject, other args object, etc etc. As it's assigning these platonic roles, a verb may also literally be assigning marked cases. The subject is basically always there so that's usually pointless, but maybe an accusative. Maybe a dative for a generic indirect object. Maybe other args came with a case, PP or whatnot, so it doesn't really have to worry about those.

Or maybe your lang is ergative and considers a a patient more topical. So the verb's first marked one will be your agent. if you wanna do that. for some reason. Most sentences involve an agent, though ig a few involve a patient -- a situation common enough that it's mostly solved through passive voice. The dative being the most topical element is kind of insane though, and nobody would do this. Very few "topical dative" sentences.

Let's get back to the role'd out VP. it's doing pretty great! Alas, your only two word orders are now SOV and VSO.

This runs into the fundamental issue with how we (humans) like to order things in terms of their topicality. Head initial as a base structure is nicer for our brains because we have to keep less information in the working memory, but it renders a word order that puts the verb (comment-ass information) at the front.

SOV, in exchange for the slightly heavier memory load, is having a topicality party up in here. But enough languages in the head-initial camp figure the subject (the agent) to be so important and topical that they'll take the extra effort to project it up and out into the jacketing tense clause. Most of the metadata (including the phonetic realization data lmao) gets beamed up and out, creating a holographic initial subject nonetheless tethered to its trace inside the VP.

But the SVO was worth it. Like sure it's a bit of a trainwreck and the projection is expensive and now your arguments are separated from one another (bad unliked) but at least the subject is topical, the head-initial order is easier for the listener, and you don't really have to rely on overt nom/acc case markings anymore, with the verb in the way of the surface forms.

These are still three rather goofy options, but from start they're the compromised choices that most languages have gotta and then do end up making. As for our weird ones (VOS, OVS, OSV), i mean. I dunno. But in my eyes they're doing similar gymnastics as the more common orders except it makes things less simple/topical. But there's research to be done there obv.

#syntax #linguistics #metadata syntax

[landwriter]

holy mackerel did i read that right?? 103k???

yes i don't put fics in sep documents because i never thought i was going to manage writing a fic in the first place, so i just have the very first one i started when i felt possessed to do SOMETHING about the sandman feelings i had. it is one document in focuswriter that i scroll up and down and contains things like the literal notes i took rewatching all their meetings, entire outlines (oaths and academia au), one sentence concepts for fics, rejected fragments (both saint morpheus and border country got about 2K deep before i discarded it all and started again and got it right the second time), historical research, character notes, some tumblr drabbles saved to continue later, memos to myself within current fic wips on plans/to-do for writing that day, etc. some other weird stuff. a scenic description checklist for oaths. a bunch of strange middle english/french poetry that i wrote and might use in death of translation.

some sequels/tangents are buried in the section for their progenitor fic or wip, but for the most part each fic is simply separated by a line break and --- and the title/description of wtf i'm doing below. when a fic is complete i bold the title at the top.

40K of that 100K is posted on ao3!!! actually very stoked and surprised by how high that number is!

it works good for my weird lil brain and has thoroughly upset everyone i've told about it which is a lovely bonus :)

#asks #my process #my horrifying horrifying process #i dare u to ask for screenshots it's a monstrosity #but it's MY monstrosity

[three--rings]

Me, with Max open, hitting refresh: SHOW SHOW SHOW SHOW

Spoiler reaction to 2x04 below

Hi I'm back after having seen it and OMG OMG. Hi, they came for us. They came to kill us all. I'm in pieces. Somehow all of that is a good thing. Raise your hand who else is deceased.

Buttons, BUTTTONS, we're getting Buttons info? Oh, just a tease.

God god there's so much happening.

"First time I've been on this side of a walk of shame" Wee John I fucking love you.

Ed my heart, sigh. I get it, of course anger is the easy way to go with this. "You're not a fucking mermaid." Literally the funniest thing he could have said somehow.

Buttons, you really should have separated those two sentences. "Walk with me so I can explain." Cool you sound wise. "I'm hunting for a vessel so I can turn into a bird." And...you've ruined it.

For real tho the way this show manages to be so funny while still giving us the serious story is wild.

He's fucking quoting the song my god.

The bunny scene. The glove covering the spider. And I KNEW the bunny wasn't lasting long and wouldn't be a thing. I KNEW it. I hope the fandom doesn't more poor Stede Bunnet too badly.

So is that the canonical explanation for Buttons? He visited the gravy basket too many times and his grip on reality is permanently loose? Like someone who has done way too much LSD?

I should watch this show at more than 30 second intervals but there's too much to talk about.

I love them so much I love this whole scene with Anne and Mary omg. (I still hate Anne's corset with the fire of a thousand suns for looking like every mass-produced shitty steampunk corset of 2012 but)

Do whatever you want you're good at that. I love them.

Them sitting on a fucking couch together "can we not do this now?" I'm LIVING.

WTF WTF is going on with Anne and Mary.

I was WONDERING why Roach's cake looked like a wedding cake. It was for traumatic reasons.

"Artsy outsider was always your type." OH REALLY SAY MORE.

Disappointed Anne and Stede weren't caught by Ed and Mary but okay.

Izzy...izzy...izzy. I wish we could have seen him drunkenly fighting the unicorn.

We all wondered what would make Ed break that chair....yeah finding out Stede went back to Mary would do it...

I can't I can't you guys I'm dead. I'm dead and gone and we're never recovering from this,,

But how fucking honest and open ED was in this conversation. " I was all in." like I love them so much.

Why didn't we get a toxic lesbian kiss, huh? I feel robbed.

Izzy...Con fuck you very much. That's all.

Okay okay, fucking Stede being like "hey you wanna uh spendthenightwithme" and Ed "Yes".

And then Buttons is (maybe) a bird now? Good for him, good for him. You gotta change to love them right. Yeah I see you.

Then running off through the trees together giddy. I can't. Didn't think we would get this.

"The new unicorn" okay. gonna need someone to explain this to me with meta.

That ep omg like perfection? like why are they being so nice to us? I can't.

So...Ed and Stede...did they...uh...?? If they leave it ambiguous in the next ep am I maybe gonna write it? maaybe.

#ofmd #ofmd s2 #ofmd s2 spoilers #threerings watches ofmd #threerings' reactions #ofmd 2x04

[ash4prez]

ok but here’s the thing as soon as tnp arrives we lose every last drop of sandstorms remaining personality

like this is controversial but i think the erins did a good job in continuing firestars blatant obliviousness and questionable decision making through to the second arc, keeping with his core personality traits even though he’s not the main character anymore

but sandstorm, my god, wtf did they DO to her? like bbg had already lost 75% of her core personality traits by the time tpb wrapped up, mostly due to being mates w fire, but even tho she was more of a background character in tnp they could’ve at least given her a smudge of personality that separated her from the vanilla characters like brackenfur and thornclaw (no hate to those goofies i still stan)

real ones know i’ve already made a rant about sandstorm back when i was a warriors foetus and still halfway through TPB, but i can’t keep away from this subject because it’s like the erins are TRYING to piss me off

they could’ve done so much with sandstorm! they could’ve shown how her relationship with dustpelt had changed since their apprenticeship, how she behaved when her authority was threatened (because we all know she does NOT like feeling inferior), how she felt about the main plotlines etc etc

ik we aren’t gonna get chapters of sandstorm, we’re not gonna have intricate plotlines involving her anymore, but at least give me a conversation that lasts more than two sentences sometimes?! like i’ve not read POT yet so idk if she gets better, but the best i’ve gotten from her in TNP was “don’t worry firestar, i’m sure they’ll return safely” like WHERE IS THE SANDSTORM WHO WOULDVE BEEN LIKE “ayo firebitch get off your depressed ass and do sm for once in your goddamn life you’re fuckin leader not some weakass kit who can’t look after themself now go touch some grass you mopey wanker being emo isn’t making your kids come back”

she used to have so much personality in the early books, like she was proud and stubborn and very very pro-clanborn (maybe not the best thing)! when i used to picture sandstorm, i pictured this badass, headstrong, iconic apprentice who was pretty rude but also amazing, now i just think “oh yeah that’s firestars mate, she’s…nice”

tbh i just wish they would’ve done more with sandstorm

#warrior cats #warriors #sandstorm #firestar

[something-about-sunflowers]

I do think Ed’s reaction re: the toe was extreme but “‘Edward better watch his fucking step,’ is barely a threat.” makes me feel like I’m on a different planet. Pirate captains remained captains on sufferance of their crew. Edward came back to the crew (including Fang and Ivan) very publicly rejecting Izzy as captain by setting up his MURDER. The *rest of the sentence* is “Blackbeard is my captain, not Edward.” WTF other conclusion is he supposed to draw than? I’m legitimately asking here

See, I can understand the inclination to say 'If it looks like a duck and it quacks like a duck, etc.' But, like, Ceci n'est pas un canard.

It is a threat, technically, in that it's threatening words being said in a threatening tone, but it's not actually threatening action. There's no weight behind it. Izzy isn't going to hurt Ed (And we're not going to get into the semantics of 'Ed v Blackbeard', for the purposes of this argument we are talking about the entirety of Ed. Nevermind the fact that, for all that he makes the distinction, Izzy doesn't actually see Blackbeard as a separate entity to Ed. I digress.). He doesn't intend to. He doesn't want to. I'm not going to say he's physically incapable but he'd be hard pressed to overpower him and Ed is clever like Stede (moreso, even) so, in Izzy's preferred form of combat, a proper duel where there are rules, Ed wins regardless of Izzy being the better swordsman or not because he's not going to play by those rules. Izzy's also not, generally, one for subterfuge. In all of the instances where we see him scheming he either is semi-successful because he had someone else aiding him, or he failed because he's not good at scheming. He couldn't manipulate Ed into not meeting Stede, he barely convinced him to go through with killing Stede because he had Fang and Ivan backing him up, he only had the marginal level of success that he did with the plot with the navy because he worked with Jackie and Chauncey and that plan still failed in the end. He's not going to successfully go behind Ed's back to hurt him. He wouldn't win if he attacked/challenged him head on. And even if he did, as you mention: the rest of the crew were actively mutinying on him when Ed came back, he has no pull with them (including Fang and Ivan!). If it came down to it and he beat him in a fight, Izzy's the only one who cares enough about The Rules™ for his victory to be considered valid. He'd lose because the rest of the crew said so.

I'm not saying its not a threat, and I'm not saying Ed didn't take it as a threat, hell, 'Threaten me again, ever, and I'll feed you the rest.' were his words. Ed took it as a threat. All I'm saying is that Izzy was mad and he said what he thought would hurt enough to put Ed on the back foot so he'd start being Blackbeard again. There was no intent to follow through. So its 'barely a threat'.

#the dork is being a dork #the dork answers #ofmd #our flag means death #izzy hands #edward teach #and like #you're more than welcome to disagree with me here #i just think there is a distinction to be made in threats with the intent to follow through and empty threats