#ok i need to correct myself to keep this clear

[why-animals-do-the-thing]

Do you do “cuteness”/safety ratings?

I do not. I am not a fan of the concept of “ratings” blogs in general, honestly. There’s a couple of reasons for that.

Firstly, I am a Tumblr Old, and every ratings-type blog I’ve ever seen that existed to tell people if animal content was okay or not has imploded over time. Sometimes that has been related to their content/topic of choice, sometimes not. It happened when the first blogs like that showed up, and it’s still happening now. Either way, they seem to be a direct path to endless drama, and I want none of that, thanks.

Second, ratings blogs have to be really, really tightly curated to the expertise of the blogger in order to be trustworthy, accurate sources. And when you’re in a position of being seen as an expert on animal stuff by the internet, it’s incredibly tempting to step outside your area of expertise to pass judgement on things. People like your opinions and want to hear them! You’re respected for your knowledge! It is a seductive, seductive path to being far too comfortable speaking outside your wheelhouse.

This is actually part of why the blog slowed down a few years ago and eventually went on hiatus for a while: as it got more and more popular, people wanted me to cover more and more things, and I ended up kinda paralyzed by the need to do so much research in order to respond to those requests. I didn’t want to spread misinformation, but it was so hard to just say no and not try to answer questions. I’m much more comfortable now setting boundaries for myself about what I know enough to address and what I don’t have the appropriate credentials for.

Third, to do any successful science communication - which is what running a rating blog effectively is - you have to know what you don’t know! This is something that comes with time and professional experience in a field. You can’t speedrun it or skip it. And if you don’t know what you don’t know on a topic you want to write about, you’re at high risk of spreading misinformation. Guess what? I know this one from experience! There were times I overreached in the early days of WADTT, either because I didn’t know I was unaware of something, or because it just felt so good to have people want to know what I thought! (My goal is to find the time to go back and share those posts with updated, corrected content and commentary).

As mentioned above, I do a lot of work to be comfortable with not knowing things. I either do the research needed to find an answer when I run into an unknown, admit I don’t know and can’t answer, or simply don’t engage with the topic if I can’t contribute productively. This is where a lot of ratings blogs run into issues, as they generally reflect just the individual knowledge of the blogger(s) writing them. There’s a big difference between having an opinion that you discuss with your friends, and having an opinion that you share with thousands or tens of thousands of people. If you’ve shared an incorrect opinion about something in a way that’s amplified across tumblr, even if you fix your mistake publicly, there’s no way to stop the earlier misinformation from continuing to spread.

And fourth, there’s that word I keep using: authoritative. Content that provides a rating is very black-and-white. This is bad. This is good. Do support this, don’t support that. Unfortunately, there are so, so few situations involving animals are actually that clear cut. This is especially true when we’re talking about recorded animal media, like photos, videos, and even documentaries, because a lot of the context has been removed. So that authoritative perspective? It’s really just someone on the internet telling you what you should believe.

I’d rather teach people how to think about animal content and draw their own conclusion. People gain so much more knowledge from engaging with the concepts themselves. If you just give someone an answer about a video being ok or not, for instance, they don’t learn how to assess the next one themselves. But if you teach them what questions to ask, how to work through what they want to learn, how to assess context, and where to find the information they need, they’re able to do it themselves with content in the future. Teaching and encouraging independent analysis of animal media is a much better way to stop misinformation or unethical content from spreading compared to just telling people some stuff is bad and they should stop sharing it.

So nope, no ratings here. Sometimes I’ll comment on things that my professional background allows me to be comfortable having an authoritative opinion on (e.g. the danger of unmonitored interactions between dogs and babies) but most of the time, I’m going to tell you what I see, what I know, what I don’t know, and what my thoughts are and why. My goal in running this blog and teaching people is about the journey, not the destination.

#blog ethos #teach a man to fish etc

[youtellmeman]

Random sully family headcanons

Including- lo’ak, neteyam, Jake, neytiri, and kiri

Jake

Definitely dropped all of his kids at least once. Like it’s actually so bad neytiri didn’t let him hold tuk for a minute just cause she wanted to give her a fighting chance and he still managed drop her

“Babe cmon she’s my kid too I just wanna hold her for a bit I promise I won’t-” “No you are a skxawng. You will not drop this one before she’s had a chance to learn to walk.” “But-” “No.”

Despite dropping his children he still manages to be all of their favorites at one point or another. For the boys it was when they turned 7 to age 10 cause he was so willing to throw them around and lift them by their ankles.

This does end up in them all getting in trouble sometimes when they play too rough and one of them gets hurt . “shhh stop don’t cry your fine you don’t need your mom”- him and whichever son isn’t hurt.

For the girls it’s when their toddlers. Jake was definitely always a patient in Kiri’s make believe clinic cause ik that girl was playing doctor

And dear dear tuk gets him where it hurts most. “Daddy let me do your makeup” really it’s just face paint but he will end up looking like a clown. And don’t let tuk catch him trynna wash his face. It’ll be clash of clans up in there.

“Tuk I have to go out I have duties.” “Leave it on” “babygirl daddy can’t-” tears start to well as soon as he tries to fight back. Def attends a meeting or two with his face covered in a blend of colors

Ok ok now not family Jake

Can’t handle spice for shit I’m sorry someone had to say it look at that man he may be blue but he was white first that mf can’t take it

Let neytiri or even you make him something with a lil kick. Keeps clearing his throat and wiping the dribble from his nose like y’all can’t tell he’s literally dying.

Along with the whole food thing I think he definitely knows how to cook. I’m not saying he’s stellar but bro can wip something up when needed

Definitely forgets how big he is sometimes like he spent so much of his life being normal height and part of it being bellow that he will just smack right into thing or get stuck cause he swore he could fit. He cannot

I also feel like he gets still gets phantom pain in his legs like from being paralyzed before moving over to his avatar completely. Like it’s such a big mental hurdle that I doubt it goes away

Last but not least. And this is my personal favorite. Definitely goads his children into shit.

“Well if you’re too scared” “pussy” “I knew you wouldn’t”

Doesn’t work on kiri cause she just walks away from him

The other three tho, fucking horrible will immediately loose all prior hesitation and just go balls to the wall with whatever it is.

Neytiri

My wife 🙏

Okk mom neytiri up first

Fucking soccer mom bro doesn’t give a damn will fight for all of her kids even if they’re wrong

Corrects them in private but in public, will square up don’t play

Also feel like I’m the beginning she was definitely the stricter parent but as things changed she softened up where Jake took over being more rah rah

Will stand by Jake on most things but sometimes he goes too far and trust me he hears about it

Despite Jake having the boys favoritism in the adolescents. Before and after they are big mommas boys.

As toddlers yo they are up her ass constantly to the point where she has to ask her mom if this is normal.

“Sa’nok my sons they stick to me like sap from a tree it cannot be normal.” “They are children it is what they do.” “Mother I cannot relieve myself without one them following.”

When they get over it though. Heartbroken truly distraught. The first time one of the boys decided they’d rather hang out with their father she was betrayed and Jake of course didn’t help.

As teens they’re not as clingy as they once were but they definitely come to her for comfort or just affection. Whether it be random hugs from her or just cheek/forehead kissed from their mother they’re all about it

The girls and her are different I feel like. They’re definitely close especially tuk with how small she is. Her and kiri though I feel as though they connect more through their spirituality

And she def teaches kiri how to bead and sow and make clothing. I think they have little daughter dates where they’ll make an afternoon of just making beads and song cords. Chatting or sitting in a comfortable silence

Moving on cause my girl isn’t just a mom

To rival Jake. Spice monster bros. Tears it up without a second thought. She doesn’t even blink

I feel like it definitely becomes a big thing for a minute like norm grows a Carolina reaper just to see how na’vi taste buds react to what we consider to be real hot and she eats that shit like it’s a cherry

“Ok so this is a Carolina reaper it’s really hot so I’d suggest just taking a small-” *throws that shit back like a shot* “I-” “tiri spit it out.” “Why ma Jake, it tastes good. Could I have another?”

And I feel like it’s just her like the other na’vi def feel the heat on it. She goes around offering her new favorite snack to everyone and leaves a trail of pain in her wake. Offers one to Mo’at, simply gets a shake of the head paired with

“I will not be taken by Eywa today”

Way better cook compared to Jake. Kids will shoot her a painstaking glance as a plea for help if they see him cooking something they know he has no buisness making and she’ll take it upon herself to slip in some spices and correct some of his mistakes when he’s not looking. Saving her husbands dignity and her children’s pallets.

Tears up the dance floor don’t play with her. Feel like Jake introduces the concept of dance battles as a joke and it becomes a thing within the clan but everyone knows not to challenge neytiri cause she with whip ur ass McJagar style

Snorts when she laughs. Real loud too Jake thinks that shit is hilarious until he honks like a seagull one day and they agree to go cut out the laugh jokes for the sake of their marriage

Neteyam

Best big brother every don’t play with it

Takes after his mother in the sense that he is more than willing to kick ass for his siblings

Someone made fun of kiri for not being a “real” part of the family once and they had to call Jake to restrain him (def let him get in a few good ones before pulling him off)

The kind of older brother that steals his baby sister when his mom isn’t looking

Gets to the point that if neytiri or Jake can’t find tuk they’ll just assume she’s with neteyam cause he’ll just snatch her up and she LOVES it

Despite being less of a trouble maker then lo’ak he still definitely does shit he shouldn’t the only difference is he’s better at being sneaky

I think he’s more cautious around humans compared to his brother but he’s definitely really curious too

Ends up getting introduced to some of our music from earth.

Bro is SZA’s number one fan a thousand years later

“I might kill my ex, not the best idea~” singing to himself quietly unaware of his brother and spider giggling in the bushes. “Bravo! Give us more! More I say!” “Oh shove off lo’ak!”

He def got that rnb voice though boutta guve ninat a run for her money

Takes after his mother on the whole spicy food thing. Loves Carolina reapers too, he thinks it’s so funny to eat them and then breath real hard in his brothers direction just to watch his eyes tear up

Despite being able to sing can’t dance for shit, two left feet when it comes to rhythm lord help him truly

Really good at hunting, takes after his mother once again

The only person good enough at stalking that can sneak up on neytiri without her having to pretend she doesn’t hear him coming.

Weapon of choice is a bow although I feel like he has really good aim no matter what, throwing knives, slingshot, even a gun when his dad teaches him. Just a natural

Will say though someone give this boy a hug cause the amount of pressure he is under being the eldest son holy cow bro

Feel like this leads to neteyam having anxiety attacks just at the thought of having to take over the mantle one day.

Always goes to kiri when he has them she’s the only person who can calm him down

Lo’ak

Despite loving his family I think he can feel really isolated from them at times

I think him and kiri bond sometimes just over feeling like the odd ones out.

He compares him self to his dad and older brother so much like it’s just sad plus he’s always in trouble so it doesn’t help much

Even though him and his dad have their problems he strives so hard to make him proud

If he had to pick a favorite sibling it would be tuk, because despite neteyam being all over her and her being a snitch from time to time. Tuk just adores lo’ak

“Tuk you can’t come with me, it’s for big kids only” “I’m big!” “Cmon tuk it’s fine you can hang out with me.” “No! I want ‘ak I don’t wanna go with tem” “….damn bro how’d that feel” “ouch”

It’s almost tragic Fr, but he almost always folds when it comes to her. The only time he says no and stands on it so when he thinks she’ll get hurt or won’t be able to keep up.

Him and kiri besides being sad together also hang out pretty often

I think, like kiri and neytiri , she and him make beads together tho it’s more kiri doing it and him trying and failing

They having matching necklace pendants. He wears his in his hair as a charm cause he feels like that’s where it’s closest to him

While he does hold resentment towards neteyam I don’t think it’s enough to mess up their relationship. They were kids together and I think that means more

So that being said. Huge pranksters but only on their father.

The about of times Jake has had water fall on him out of no where is almost sad. They place decoys so he thinks he outsmarted them and then bam, face full of colored powder.

“Hah, those suckers. What do they think, that I’m stupid or so-” *leaf hits him in the face dousing him with bright orange pigment. Followed by the snorts and chuckles of his sons* “I’m gonna kill those damn kids”

Takes after his daddy, cannot handle spice. Minutely better then Jake but like not really

Neytiri makes this na’vi version of chilli and she has to make a tamer version for him and Jake. Even tuk can take spice better than them

Also really interested in human culture and ends up with his own little music taste

Feel like he’s big on 90’s rnb and hip hop. Destiny’s child, dr.dre, Tupac without question

Definitely spits hard ass bars for fun sometimes.

*Spider beat boxing shitily in the background while lo’ak is laying the ground work for some life changing shit. Mean while Jake is watching from afar with their mother* “that’s my son”

Will dance and he will eat y’all up with that shit. Norm lets him watch just dance videos sometimes when he comes over. Changes the course of his life

Will get jiggy with it everywhere and anywhere. Would kick everyone’s ass in dance dance revolution if they had it

Hunting, he’s alright

Bros nothing super special cause he’s clumsy as fuck and loud therefore everyone and their mother knows he’s coming but he’s not that bad in combat

Sometimes

Feral fighter, will bite and scratch, real dangerous with a knife. I’d definitely say he’s more of a close contact fighter over distance

Kiri

(We need more kiri love out here man)

Jake’s princess I’m sorry

She has that man wrapped around her finger and she KNOWS it

Will literally get in trouble with neytiri over it sometimes

“Dad can I go out foraging?” “No I want you to watch over tuk today.” “Please dad? Can’t lo’ak do it?” Qeue the sad baby eyes “of course baby girl you’re right.” “Tsk ma Jake so foolish”

Loves all her siblings so much tho and if she ever feels left out she knows she can go to them they’ll comfort her and make her feel like one of them again

Def starts shit with lo’ak for no reason, she just thinks it’s funny to make him mad

Will ease off sometimes when she knows their father went off on him recently though

That’s when him and her make neteyam’s life difficult poor boy.

Is neither here nor there on the spice scale. Better than Jake and lo’ak for sure but no where near her older brother and neytiris tolerance. Besides I don’t think she really cares for it anyway

Loves to cook, very bad at it

Truly comical how many times neytiri and even mo’at have tried to teach her. Like she’s given the family food poisoning multiple times

Makes Jake try everything cause she knows he won’t say no

Subject to tuk’s makeup makeover also but is usually a good sport

Music cause I have to now

She’s an indie girl don’t play

Pheobe bridgers, Liana Flores, salvia path

Girl in red (😋🤭)

Cannot sing but is an okay dancer

At least by na’vi standards cause I’m convinced she cannot figure out human dance moves for the life of her

Lover not a fighter

And I mean that literally that girl ain’t throwing or catching hands anytime soon

She’ll bite a bitch quick and in a hurry tho if she really must

Fr Fr tho she’s a healer we know this miss girl is one of the best there is in the class

Taking after her mother and her mothers mother ofc

I do think however that she likes fishing. Not using a bow, stick and string waiting patiently fishing. Always returns her catches to the wild after praying to eywa in apology for stressing out one of her creatures

#Jake sully #jake sully headcanon #jake sully hc #neytiri #neytiri headcanon #neytiri hc #neteyam #neteyam headcanons #neteyam hc #lo’ak sully #lo’ak #lo’ak headcannons #lo’ak hc #loak sully #avatar loak #avatar jake sully #avatar neteyam #avatar neytiri #kiri sully #kiri sully headcanons #kiri sully hc #kiri avatar #kiri atwow #avatar headcanons #avatar hc

[jaded-jezz]

Shutter Speed (Part 2)

Jack Champion x Photographer!Reader

Part 2/3

☁︎ Fluff

Summary: y/n is a photographer for the new scream promo and Jack thinks she belongs in front of the camera rather than behind.

(Y/N POV)

"Look who decided to show up!" I hear Jenna say but I am too occupied in taping marks on the floor to turn around. Leah goes over to introduce herself, welcome the late cast to the shoot and explain the plan and rules.

"You must be Y/N?" I hear my name and stand up to correct the voice. "I'm Leah, she's Y/N." Leah turns to me as I appear next to them.

“Woah…I mean Jack, I’m hi.” The boy in front of me stutters. “No! I mean Hi, I am Jack. Sorry for being late.” I hold back a small laugh and smile. “Are you sure you’re Jack? I mean the name ‘hi’ might suit you more.” I jest. “I’m Y/N, did Leah go over all the rules? Are there any questions?” My voice moves back into professional mode as we have a lot of work to do today.

(JACK'S POV)

"You totally played that off man" Mason chuckles behind me, pulling me out of the trance that this Y/N has put me in. I feel my face heating up and I can't tell if its the multitude of lights in here or her stare that burned through my heart. God snap out of it, Jack, you have to do your job today.

I watch Y/N fall into her element and do what, I can tell that, she loves. She is mesmerizing.

"Stop drooling, she may run away" I hear Jenna whisper to me and before I can defend myself, "Umm... next I need Jack Champion over here on the blue mark please" You need me? Ok say less, I joke to myself to calm my nerves. I keep my eyes on the floor to ensure I don't trip but also so that I won't turn into a blushing mess if she looks at me. God, this is the first time I've been glad these lights are this bright.

I follow her instructions, her voice is music to my ears. It's like I am under a spell. A love spell? No lets not get ahead of ourselves. Wait, she's staring at me.

"Jack? Do you wanna see one of the photos?" Leah suggests from the side of the room, trying to break the awkward silence between the two of us. "Oh sure!" I stumble over wires to stand next to her. "No, go over to Y/N, she'll show you how everything works and how the images will be edited after the shoot."

(Y/N POV)

I give Leah a panicked look before Jack turns to walk over. His curls bounce as he hops over the leg of the tripod. "Oh you are tall." I say without thinking. "Oh yeah, but so are you." He answers looking down at me. "It's probably my shoes." I laugh, "Did you wanna see the photos?" I bring up the subject to make sure I don't say anything I may regret.

"Do you enjoy being a photographer?" Jack inquires. That sets me off. I could talk for hours about photography.

"I have loved it since I was 10 and I could not imagine persuading any other career. I am constantly thinking of photo shoots whenever I leave my house. Wall of graffiti? Photo shoot idea. Aesthetic shampoo bottle? Photo shoot idea. I am constantly inspired by everything around me which means my job can be difficult when I am given a strict brief but luckily, whoever hired us, gave us full creative freedom." I wave my arms around for emphasis. But too much emphasism as I almost hit Jack. He swerves and giggles, luckily.

"Oh shit, I am so sorry." I cringe and look back to the camera screen. "It's ok, Y/N" The way he says my name makes a swarm of butterflies flutter in me. I look up into his eyes. Brown eyes used to freak me out because it is more difficult to see the pupil, but maybe I like them a bit more now. Maybe he can help me like other things too. Ew, don't get carried away or you will scare him off.

After our stares last a beat too long, Leah clears her throat and alerts the group that we will now be moving to an outside shoot. She tells them to go back to the changing rooms to get out of their costumes and into the brand we are shooting with for the second part of the day. While they leave, Leah and I start to collect the equipment we are bringing. I grab my notebook for the checklist.

"You are doing great Y/N, especially with a certain someone." Leah raises her eyebrows and winks at me. I roll my eyes and walk over to turn off some of the bigger lights.

(JACK'S POV)

As the group walks to change, I see Jenna and Mason standing by the doors. They are sharing a similar look towards me, it's kinda freaking me out. "He totally does!" "Yep, I can see it in his eyes." I roll my eyes at their odd behavior and attempt to walk past them. "Oh no Mister."

They drag me out of the studio and into the hallway. "Man, when I said charm them with your good looks, I sorta hoped you would also charm her with the rest of you." Mason starts. "Yeah, we knew you were awkward, but not this bad. I wanted to claw my eyes out!" Jenna exclaims rather loudly.

"Could you be any louder? And it wasn't that bad, and I am not flirting!" I shout in a whisper. "No one said you were flirting, except you." Jenna retorts. "We've exposed you without even trying" Mason shouts to annoy me again. "Fine, she's really beautiful and she is really passionate about her job which is kinda cute and-"

"Ok lover boy relax, you don't need to go into detail." Jenna cuts me off with a look of both disgust and happiness, so I know she is just being sarcastic. "We will help you get this girl of your dreams" Mason adds. I can't tell if this is a bad idea but I nod and walk to the changing rooms to make sure I am not late again.

When we are all re-dressed, the cast starts to follow Leah out but I look for Y/N. I see her pacing back and forth, looking rather stressed. I don't know if me going over will make it worse. But I don't have time to decide as two pairs of hands push me towards her.

"Y/N, are you ok? Have you lost something?" "Yes! My notebok. It has all my plans and lists inside. I really need it. Like right now. Is it hot in here? Or is it just me?" She panics. "Ok, you need to sit down before you faint or something goes wrong."

I reach for her hand and gently guide her to sit next to me. I scan the room for a notebook before asking her any questions. She keeps a hold of my hand and I have to pretend not to notice or I might be the one to faint. "Is it that green thing over there?"

(Y/N'S POV)

"Oh my god! Yes it is!" I jump up and grab it. When I turn around, I am again faced with Jack's chest. I look up at him and smile. I feel weirdly calm after that whole anxiety filled fiasco, maybe it's because of Jack?

"Thank you Jack, I think I would've died without this." I try to laugh. "That's ok, I think we need to go now though, I know you have quite a strict schedule for today." He responds.

Jack offers to hold some equipment to make sure I can see where I am going over the pile of objects. When we leave the building I see the other cast members grabbing or putting away stuff in their cars so I take my kit back from Jack to allow him to do the same. I walk over to Leah to let her know I found the notebook.

"I was going to come back to help you but I heard a certain someone calming you down." She says as I stand next to her. "He is definitely your type, isn't he? Tall, lanky-" I cut her off "Yes Leah you don't need to continue. I can't let a silly crush get in the way of today though. It's not even a crush! I've not even known him for five minuets! All I know is his name." I say so fast I almost run out of breath.

"Let's get going while the sun is still out." I shout to the group.

(This is the photoshoot that inspired this series so you can vision this location and photoshoot style)

(TIME SKIP + STILL Y/N POV)

We have been talking photos outside in both groups and alone. It's so sunny outside that no lights are needed, just portable reflectors. Which are big circles of materials that bounce the sun in a chosen direction. Leah and I split up for the last half an hour as we have different ideas due to the location and lighting right now. Some of the cast have moved away to film TikToks and to stand in the shade but some are continuing to model for us if they have less photos than others.

I noticed Jack had finished talking to Mason and Jenna before he started walking over to me.

"Hey Y/N! Is there any last ideas in your notebook?" He asks.

"Oh just this one." I start. "Because of the harsh sun I am are able to play around with different filters on my camera. One of my favorite makes stars in light reflections, would you try out over here?" My hands are shaking as I hand him a small square of mirrored glass.

We mess around for a while, me running back and forth to show him how to pose, how to angle the mirror to reflect light and to show him the results. After a while I am so out of breath that Jack finds it funny.

As the sun starts to go down, the cast all joins up for the last photo including Leah and I for our Instagram. We all start walking back slightly delirious due to the amount of running around some of us had been doing. Jack is walking next to me, at the back of the group, continuing one of our random conversations from earlier.

"You are really talented Y/N, I know you have probably been told that a lot today, but you really are." Jack says in a slight hushed tone. I can't control the big smile on my face. He is such a genuine human being. "Thank you for being a wonderful model." I laugh.

I notice him glance ahead at the group before slowing down and truing to me. "I don't know if i have read this situation wrong but I think you are beautiful and I get feel like we get along so well even though we haven't known each other that long and I am rambling aren't I?" He looks down at his feet and rakes a deep breath.

"I was wondering if you wanted to go out on a date with me?" He finally looks me in the eye as he says this. "Wow Jack, of course I will. I don't think someone has made me laugh this much, apart from myself obviously" I jest. We trade numbers as we catch up with the group.

After the cast all go their separate ways, Leah and I burst out into screams of happiness. "MY BEST FRIEND IS GOING ON A DATE WITH A HOT, FAMOUS PERSON WHOOOOOP" Leah shouts as we skip around the car park, arms linked.

Who wants a Part Three? It will be about pre-date, during and maybe even their reactions with friends after too?

As always, requests are currently open!

Please do not repost this, reblogs are appreciated.

Also some people asked me to Tag them so here you go:

@gwenlore @multi-simp-page @daffodil-darlings @mummatiri

I’m quite new to tagging people so lemme know if you want to be tagged for all my Jack Champion Posts or just this series?

#actress #actress reader #fluff #im so alone #jack champion x reader #marry me jack champion #jaded jellyfish sting #jack champion #oneshot #x reader #photographer reader #photography #shutterspeed #shutter speed

[9leaguesofmirrors]

Pretty (a Ross Gaines x Joseph Lisgoe fanfic)

So, you managed to find this one? Congrats, you beat Tumblr and its desire to hide Gainsgoe smut from everyone!

OK but fr, this was an interesting one because not only does it show a... *ahem* different side to Lisgoe, but it's my first fic that's entirely from Ross' POV, which was fun to write for (EDIT: The second part is incorrect, Past!Me, you've written from Ross' POV before)

For those wondering, I will try and get through the rest of the moodboard recs - I haven't forgotten!

WARNING: Mature content

One thing Ross learned pretty quickly about Lisgoe was that he sometimes communicated without talking. For the most part, he was a very blunt and forward person that didn't mince his words. However, there were moments where he'd feel ashamed or embarrassed by his own thoughts, and that's when his body language and face would betray him

It would happen on the when he came home with injuries that were ailing him more than he wanted to admit

Or when he tried to hide his exhaustion from his eyes, which never worked despite how much he tried

And then there was the time he came home from work in a rage unlike anything Ross had seen before. It was the kind of silent rage that settled in his jaw and shoulders

Well, there wasn't much time to draw any sort of conclusions. Once Lisgoe was inside, Ross felt his back slamming against the door and his mouth being caught in a kiss that knocked half the air out of him. As he tried to keep up with the franticness of it, things started to click together in his head

"So," he puffed as he pulled away "who was it this time?"

"Scuse me?"

"Come on, I'm not stupid. Which one of them annoyed you today? Barry, Glenn or your boss?"

"Fucking all of them." Came the hoarse reply "It's like they have a game of who can make me shoot myself first."

Ross noticed something... not odd, but interesting, about Lisgoe's demanour. The anger didn't surprise him at all, but he lacked aggression. Sure, his back was throbbing after being thrown against the door, but there was little else after that

But those eyes were saying something, Lisgoe needed something from him. The way they flicked up and down his body was making that part clear, but there was something else he wasn't saying

Something he was asking for that lurked deep below the surface

It didn't take long for them to reach their room and the door was slammed shut behind them

Despite what he wanted, Ross fought against himself and stood facing Lisgoe was a neutral expression. Watching, waiting to see what he would do. There was something there, he could see it, a rare glimmer of something

Joseph Nigel Lisgoe was hesitating

It was a strange thing, seeing that tense jaw and those flicking eyes creating a sense of uncertainty that Ross had never seen before, though he could tell he was trying to hide it

Once again, Ross felt himself being pulled into another kiss. This time, it was slower. Sure enough, there was the sound of someone's back against the door

Ross didn't feel the press of it

When he pulled away to check his theory, he found that he was correct: Lisgoe had himself pinned to the door. As odd as this was, Ross was yanked in again. The kiss gained momentum, a little more aggression, exposing Lisgoe's frustration

Why is he getting annoyed? What am I meant to-

Ross' thought was interrupted when he felt his wrist being taken and his hand being lead up Lisgoe's chest. Without breaking the kiss, Ross paid attention to where this was going

Up the chest, brushing against his collarbone - damn that collarbone and everything it made Ross feel - until his hand was place against Lisgoe's throat

Oh right...

Then the slow realization hit

... Oh god

He pulled away for air, resting his head against Lisgoe's and studying his demeanour. Surely Lisgoe wasn't... no, he was too proud for that

But then he saw his face. Eyes closed, ragged breath pushing through parted lips. It was like he was putting all his strength into keeping his cool. Their eyes met and Lisgoe's gaze was pointed and slightly secretive, but the way his hands grabbed at Ross' hips sent sharp chills down his spine

Deciding to test the waters, Ross leaned closer and brushed his lips against Lisgoe's and the breathy sound it drew out rippled through him. As he peppered kisses along his jaw and neck, he could feel Lisgoe losing his tension, he was biting down hard on his lower lip - Ross knew why. Making a sound meant giving away control completely, and he knew Lisgoe wasn't about to do that

Perfect. He smirked against Lisgoe's throat a challenge

"I didn't realise you had it in you."

"What does that even mean?" Lisgoe's voice was steadier now, though there was a hint of something else there

"I'm just saying, I've never seen you like this. You're so... pretty."

"Fuck off." He snapped, his eyes burning a hole through Ross "Fuck. Right. Off."

"For somebody practically pleading for me to take control of him, you're getting quite mouthy."

Ross was very pleased to see the rapid blinking of Lisgoe's eyes

"Pleading? Do you hear me pleading? Name me one moment where I pleaded for shite!"

With a smug smile, Ross swiftly undid Lisgoe's blazer and let it drop to the floor as he yanked him in by the collar of his shirt. A sharp, shaky inhale escaped his mouth and Ross took a sick delight in it

"You're pleading right now." He explained calmly "Words are pointless, your body betrays you."

"Keep the poetic shite out of your mouth."

"Jealous?"

Lisgoe sneered and looked away, which caused Ross to click his fingers in front of his face. This was effectively stopped by a grab to his wrist, though it did get him to look in his direction

"Don't fucking click at me."

"Be nice, Joseph."

This was rewarded with Lisgoe shoving Ross backwards before lying down on their bed. He closed his eyes for a few seconds before, realising he wasn't getting any rest now, snapping them open again

"I don't plead and I don't beg."

"Those words mean the exact same thing."

"Shut up, you know what I mean. I've had it shite at work, I don't need to come home and deal with this."

It was at that moment Ross knew what to do. He stood beside the bed with an innocent expression

"Fine, have it your way. I've found it's unwise to argue with someone that can so easily overpower me."

"Where is this going?"

"I'm just saying-"

"Bullshit! You're randomly being nice, what's happening?"

"I was just going to offer you a chance to prove your point."

With that, Ross shifted on top. Taking his time as he straddled Lisgoe's hips, taking his wrists and pinning them down onto the pillow

There was nothing more satisfying than the look on his partner's face. Such a hard gaze, but the way his pupils dilated and his breathing stuttered was enough to give him away

"What the fuck-"

"Push me away." Ross spoke it like an instruction, cold and demanding "If you really don't want me to have you like this, push me away."

Lisgoe glared stonily at him in an act of defiance, which only made Ross more certain he was getting to him

"You have the strength." He slowly undid the buttons of Lisgoe's shirt, watching his breathing become heavier through gritted teeth "If you really don't want me to have control over you, then change things."

"Fuck sake, Ross."

There's was something in the way he spoke that felt like there was a break he was trying to hide. A want he was keeping deep down in his stomach. He ran a warm hand up Lisgoe chest, settling it around his throat

"That's where you wanted me to hold you, wasn't it?"

Ross watched as Lisgoe closed his eyes, leaning his head back with a breathy groan. His whole body melted into the bed and his eyes opened up to the ceiling, as if he were trying to snap himself out it

And damn it, Ross wanted the image burned into his brain forever

They both knew what they wanted. But Ross wasn't one to deal with "maybes". If Lisgoe wanted something, he was going to have to use his words. But he also knew that asking him wasn't going to do much, so he took his hand off his neck and moved his lips along his neck and collarbone. Taking the opportunity to leave his mark wherever he could, Lisgoe's hand gripped tightly to the back of Ross' head, his other hand digging its nails into his back. By the time he'd sat up to admire his work, Lisgoe's upper body was decorated in red, purple and pale pink. He watched as Lisgoe tried to catch his breath, head lolling to the side as he attempted to keep his heavy breaths quiet. He pursed his lips in an attempt to conceal gentle sounds which seemed to claw up from his stomach

"You really are-"

"Call me pretty again and I'll knock your teeth out."

"For somebody that's currently clinging to me, panting like a dog, you haven't lost you bark."

Lisgoe yanked his hands away like they were burning. He shut his eyes again for a few seconds, his jaw growing tense

"Ross." His voice came out surprisingly level, despite the slight rasp in his throat "You might be enjoying this, but I'm... just stop the teasing shite, OK?"

The silence was heavy around them

"What are you staring at?"

Ross loved how gravelly Lisgoe's voice sounded in that moment

"Can I not enjoy looking for a few seconds?"

"Fucking sap."

"If only you could see yourself," he kissed down Lisgoe's stomach, nipping occasionally at his skin "it's-"

"Mph, shut up." He retorted in a harsh mutter. One hand gripped the back of Ross' head again and yanked him by the hair into a rough, biting kiss. It was very clear that he'd had enough of waiting

"Don't be rude." Ross snipped "Or you can sort yourself out."

For a moment, as he felt himself being pulled back into the kiss, he thought Lisgoe wasn't listening. Then, he felt an unstable exhale against his lips:

"Ross."

He'd never heard Lisgoe speak so softly

"... Please."

The shock froze Ross a little. Everything from what was just said to the way it was spoken rendered him slightly speechless

"Come on, I said please."

Ross felt a mesh of conflicting sensations. Light and grounded, dizzy and level-headed, high as a kite and completely sober. The feeling of control combining with the way his partner, who was usually so assertive, was reduced to something so desperate was making him feel something between euphoria and delirium

As he started to unloop Lisgoe's belt, he mumbled something under his breath before he could stop himself:

"I've never seen you look so pretty."

He didn't realise it was audible until he heard Lisgoe mutter:

"Fucking bastard!"

Some things never change

#league of gentlemen #the league of gentlemen #joseph lisgoe #ross gaines #gainsgoe #gainesgoe

[not-rude-ginger]

I love your story"For what, for all but myself," it's so good! I do wonder though, what would have happened had JC actually died. Like we know what practically would have happened but grief is messy even at the best of times. I dunno I just like angst.

Ah, so you want the bad timeline! OK let me see...

The immediate fallout is WWX and JL screaming, crying, throwing up. The only thing the doctors can do is present them with Jiang Xi. JL takes him and holds him, thinking he's warm -- he holds JC's last warmth. He huddles around JX, and so we have the first split, because WWX is still wailing over JC's body, gabbling about ways the doctors should try to bring him back. However the doctors can't do anything more -- JC is already gone. WWX starts thinking aloud about how to reanimate him, but the doctors make it very clear they will not let him, and when he starts getting YLLZ about it, they point out that JC's will states that WWX is not to interfere with his body, and in fact is not allowed to have any involvement with his funeral preparations, because JC was afraid he would try something.

This shakes WWX deeply, that JC was so prepared for him, but he still fights LWJ trying to pull him away until one of the doctors knocks him out with a needle.

JL uses his fixation on JX to keep his grief at bay, so he sets about initiating the plans JC laid out. JSH is named sect protector, the other guardians are called to move into the family residence, and then JL announces the news to the sect, all the while still clutching JX. It's only when JX has to feed that JL can be persuaded to let him go and then when his arms are empty JL is overwhelmed with grief. He cries in JSH's arms and JSH's eldest daughter helps take care of him.

They keep WWX under while preparing for the funeral, worried what he might try. JL tells LWJ he must keep WWX from doing anything to JC, no matter how much WWX begs. They do let him attend the funeral and he's unable to keep his composure, everyone is afraid of him turning back into YLLZ.

LXC returns to seclusion following the funeral -- he put too much hope into the relationship he wanted with JC, and can't cope with the loss. NHS is full of regrets.

The rest of the Jianghu is reeling that Sandu Shengshou could stop the resentful cloud and save them all, but bled out during surgery. They eye JX in JL's arms with deep suspicion.

Once the funeral is over, WWX starts coping by fixating on JX, i.e. he doesn't cope at all and distracts himself. He hovers around JX all the time, won't let him out of his sight, sleeps next to the crib, follows the wet nurses around -- JL wants to stay and help, but he has to go back to LLJ as JC would have wanted so he has to say good bye and go home and grieve by himself. Except the other juniors follow him and stay with him in LL.

WWX stays in YMG, he won't leave LP, not even when LWJ is called back to CR to help LQR with running the sect because LXC is in seclusion again. Their parting is messy, not a break up but not a simple 'traveling for work' split either. LWJ is conflicted between his primal possessive jealousy and his basic decency that understands why this is the way things are. He can't even be angry that JC died, because he knows the man tried so hard to stay. He feels a grief he cannot process, for someone he did not like, but had come to somewhat respect and recognise how important their existence was for the running of things.

YMJ is desperately grieved by the loss, the kids are all crying, the disciples insist on bowing and mourning the correct way over and over. Some ask to travel, others want to stay and make sure nothing bad ever happens to their precious new sect leader. JL visits frequently, bringing gift after gift because he feels it's all he can give. Eventually Granny has to tell him Tadpole needs no more new things, he needs JL to be his tangxiong, who will tell him what it was like to be parented by JC when he's older, who will hug him and tell him he's brilliant and brave, just like his a-die.

Much like with LSZ, WWX is more of a fun uncle than a guardian Bobo, although he does learn how to change a nappy, burp the baby and rock him to sleep. When he's not looking after JX, he's working with the Plum Blossoms on new defenses for the sect, he goes to Conferences and watches the other sect leaders with deep suspicion, waiting for one of them to slip and expose their nefarious schemes for YMJ.

Still, as he gets bigger and goes from baby to toddler to child, JX is a source of great joy for many. He reminds Granny of JC at that age, everything he does is amazing for WWX, who sees so much of JC and JYL in him, and after being involved with his rearing, even from afar, JL decides to find a wife and raise a family, making sure that JX is close with his cousins.

They never stop missing JC, his absence is a physical thing, but JX was a worthy thing to die for, and exactly the sort of thing JC would die for. JX sometimes feels overwhelmed by the feeling he should be filling in all the gaps JC left behind -- especially with WWX who seems to sometimes forget that JX is not JC. However JL, who knows that feeling, makes sure he knows they don't expect it, and if they do, it's not his problem.

As he becomes a teen and goes to CR for lessons, some of his peers are suspicious and nasty to him because of his origins. They don't know whether to call him a bastard or abomination, but YMJ's disciples and then LWJ when he overhears, step in to punish and correct them. WWX returns to the Jingshi so he can be nearby if JX needs him.

JSH runs the sect very well, they don't have the same micromanagement habit of JC, but they helped him build YMJ into the smoothly running machine it is, so they simply continue the pattern, always thinking about how JC would handle a situation before acting. They hold onto the role of protector until JX is 21, allowing him time to mature. With JL now grown and a father, and an experienced sect leader, they keep the balance in the jianghu - not that LXC or NHS are in any way interested in messing that up.

Ultimately JX grows up pretty well, venerating the father who died for him, taking on the lessons of JSH, Granny, LH, WWX, JL and everyone else who helped raise him to become a sect leader JC would be proud off. He looks so like his father, but his personality is much softer, unafraid to show his feelings in a way JC never was. JC would say his son is the better version of him -- the kind his own parents would be proud of.

#for what for all but myself #ideas #sad timeline #jiang cheng #jin ling #wei wuxian #asked and answered #the untamed #mdzs

[powwidge]

rant about ochette and temenos and their (negative) parallels

all below the cut for endgame spoilers and everything!!!! just me talking to myself n tryna arrange my thoughts on Temenos, Ochette, and hwo they relate and are in a very contrasting position which is also kind of all in one big messed up parallel. I'm sorry; this has gotten very long! i tried my best keeping it short

okay so we all can agree that starting with Temenos' route is probably the most satisfying since it starts with a fight against Vide, right? yeha so i have some things to say about that in relation to Ochette and the entire theme of the game to begin with

Something clearly links Ochette and Temenos togehter, namely Roi. the implication that the dark entity of Ochette's chapter 1 is Roi si well... more than just clear, I'd argue. and ok listen: this entire thing MAY be me overanalyzing stuff. so u now get the

disclaimer: i am a literature student. i am taught to overanalyze everyhting and it's my RIGTH to! so bear with me. i have very elaborate thoughts on Ochette and Temenos and how they reflect each other in a very contrastign way.

Roi: right with the beginning of Ochette's route and Temenos' chapter 3 (it was his ch3 i beleive, right?) we get Roi and a direct parallel between their stories. the thing is just - Temenos' knew Roi while alive. Ochette knew him while sort of dead and then completely dead. and that remains the single connecting dot/parallel where this is the case. everything else is things being dead for temenos and things being alive for ochette

Ochette has an entire support system which grows as she travels; she has Juvah, her parents implied to be alive in a banter, Akala/Mahina; she gains more friends in Pom, Acta the Smol, Glacis, Tera, that other lady whose name i forgot i'm really sorry, and with her help, even the hateful Cohazeh becomes soft towards them all and the entire village makes friends with the Beasting Village.

now for temenos, we have EVERYTHIGN in contrast. he loses everythign as he travels; first Roi, the pontifex, later on crick (sorry for the mention guys). he loses literally everyone he loves, be it platonic or familial or romantic or whatever; and the enemy to him? the sacred guard? yeah he low key destroys that thing for a while. and while that's still GOOD, i can't beleive it weighs lightly on him especialyl since stormhail is in a rather tense situation with the gaurd and the mei clan as hinted by loads of npcs. everythign good that happens to ochette happens to him, but in the exactly contrasting way.

on to trust: i think i don't need to say much here; ochette is ever-trusting, but learns to actively distrust some peopel on her journey, learning about the lies of people (especially humans), while the exact opposite happens to temenos: temenos learns to trust people. not just the travelers but also crick. the issue? it's at least implied, or u can read into it, that he does trust mindt; and he gets betrayed once more. whereas Ochette, even at the very end, still trusts people. she trusts the hunter trying to kill Glacis regardlessly, she trusts Juvah, she even trusts Lajackal/mahamowl and tries making friends with them. she trusts something that wants to kill her, while temenos nearly gets killed by someone he trusted

flame/belief: i quite like the difference of faith u have in those two; temenos, an inquisitor, who still doubts the flame's existence, who doubts the gods' existence because that's just waht he does - linked to his trust issues once more, obviously. even though he's one meant to have an unshakable belief, yet he's quite the shady guy, and while his intentions may be good, he doesn't always condcut things the correct way. well. looks at his path action. yeah. hmm! okay temmy! go off! on the other side, there's ochette - far away from any kind of institutionally organized religion, and the only traveller directly meeting "the flame", which saves her life, proving its existence once and for all when that's somethign temenos has forever doubted

i don't really WANT to go as far as to say ochette died, but she did NEARLY die. as the only one out of the cast of her story, meanwhile, temenos is the only one ALIVE out of the cast of his story (minor characters like orth aside, same goes for some of Ochette's side characters, btu i'm talking mainly here akjfghkd)

i feel like saying that any character of the 8 travelers is more or less important than the others would be wrong; however, i do believe that if we're talking characters that the story build on, Temenos' and Ochette are high up there. we have parallels inside of the traveller of someone who nearly succumbs to darkness and someone who looks forward to the dawn, no matter what. temenos' route starting with Vide, in my opinion, is a great hint at him being sth akin to a "main character", story-telling wise - i like to personally make a distinction between main cahracters and protagonists. e.g. in OT1, the travelers are the protags, while graham (and perhaps kit, too) is the main character, who the story actively centers around.

While Temenos' is the embodiment of shadow, esp with his closer relationship to Throné in the crossed paths, one who was originally meant to be a vessel for Vide and who def had one of the most tragic stories, Ochette is the embodiment of the flame, always looking forward despite any grievances she might have - again, related to castti in her crossed paths.

you get a character who, if he wasn't picked up by the pontifex, by roi, and crick, might have been part of the moonshade order otherwise - and a character who is so determinedly looking forward to the dawn that she would have never considered it.

my conclusion? I love temmy and ochette a ot and i cannot keep anythign i say short. anyways there's no conclsion these are just rants. if u read that then uh, congrats! u have witnessed my insanity! :)

#octopath traveler 2 #octopath traveler #ochette octopath #temenos mistral #ochette

[iridescentsky29]

Delete the post about Kokobot. It is a service who at best uses your messages and personal information for financial gain. Keeping that post up without clear disclaimers is seriously unethical and could put vulnerable people in harms way

I’m really sorry about my post, this is my apology to everyone. I did not realise that multiple people had mentioned this in the comments talking about how kokobot was extremely unethical and I feel awful because I know a lot of people were trying to warn me and everyone else about the dangers of kokobot. The post I made should have not been made and I am extremely sorry.

When I made that post I did it because I wanted to help other people who were struggling with their mental health, so the fact that kokobot could likely harm some people is horrible because it’s the exact opposite of what I wanted.

For clarification for people who do not know what kokobot is, if you type in the search bar of tumblr something related to mental health you will be directed to kokobot, a messagebot which says it will ‘connect you with other anonymous people’ so you can get help. However what I did not know until now was that kokobot was actually an experiment and uses users data, including the messages the have sent using kokobot to use for research purposes in their weird and unethical experiment. I think it is awful that a lot of vulnerable people who are struggling with their mental health, including myself, have been used in an experiment against their will and without knowing. I’m actually in shock about the fact that some of my own data could be used in this ‘research’ and it’s horrible to know, because a lot of people write very personal things there and I know I did, and I know a lot of people will be feeling the same way as me

So please if you see this post DO NOT INTERACT WITH KOKOBOT. It can very harmful to you if doing so and is extremely unethical and unfair. There are multiple other support services out there if you need them so please do not be afraid to reach out, it is much more safer using other support services than kokobot is

I understand my post got a lot of attention and I hope that the people who saw that post see this or find out another way about the dangers of kokobot. Once again I’m very sorry that I helped kokobot gain more attention to the patient that the bot itself even reblogged my post so it could get more attention. I didn’t realise at the time and honestly I feel like I’ve been tricked and I’m really angry and upset at the people behind kokobot right now.

If you’re seeing this right now please reblog. I need to get this message across to more tumblr users and I need to correct my mistakes. Over 400 people interacted with my last post so that’s a lot of people who think koko is ok and I need to fix that. I need to correct my mistakes

And to anyone who is struggling right now, stay safe and I believe in you, you can get through this I promise

#kokobot #kokobot issues #bot issues #tumblr issues #controversy #please reblog this if you see it #I need people to know to stay away from kokobot #to all of the people who commented on my previous post #I am so sorry I didn’t respond before hand #mental health help #mental health #koko project #i’m sorry #apology

[celestiall0tus]

Amaranthine - Chapter 13 - You're Hired

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            Marinette scurried around the back. She tended to her herbs while she had a moment with no customers. She took peeks into the store, thankful there wasn’t anyone. She kept checking between tending the plants and attempting to recreate the miracle cure. She checked again before heading to lunch when she saw Adrien’s car pulled up.

            Marinette squirmed uneasily and stepped back. “Hey, Longg?”

            “Yeah?” Longg’s muffled voice answered.

            “Adrien’s here.”

            Longg huffed. She trotted down from the apartment and joined Marinette. “Alright, let’s officially end this.”

            “Is there even a point? You said it yourself that he won’t take no for an answer.”

            “An attempt still needs to be made. And, who knows? We may be wrong.”

            “I sure hope we are. Well, let’s get this over with.”

            Marinette and Longg stepped out into the store as Adrien entered. He beamed at Marinette as he quickly closed the gap.

            “Marinette, I-,” Adrien started.

            Longg huffed. She threw her arms around Marinette and rested her head on Marinette’s shoulder.

            “Do you mind?” Adrien asked.

            Longg raised a brow. “Jealous this will never be you?”

            “What are you-?”

            “Enough. Adrien, I need to be honest with you. I appreciate the interest and feelings you have for me, but I can’t return them. My heart is with someone else. I’m sorry.”

            Marinette froze when Adrien tensed up and his eyes clouded with rage. Longg shifted and pulled Marinette closer into a protective embrace.

            Adrien cleared his throat and forced a smile. “I’m sorry to hear that. If that’s the case, I’ll see myself out. Have a lovely day, Marinette.”

            Marinette kept her eyes on Adrien until he was out of her shop. Her gaze shifted to Alya, whose attention was stolen by Adrien for a moment. Alya watched Adrien leave before she stepped into the store.

            “Marinette, are you ok? You look sick,” Alya commented.

            “Oh, just… trying to keep myself together after breaking up with Adrien,” Marinette breathed.

            “Woah! You dumped the rich boy model? I’m going to need the details, girl.”

            “Will… will over lunch be… ok?”

            “Sure. I can eat. Oh! And I have an offer for you as well,” Alya announced.

            “Lock up. I’ll get lunch prepared while you and Alya talk,” Longg said.

            Marinette nodded. She locked up the store while Longg headed up into the apartment. She led Alya up where she collapsed onto the living room floor. She let out a loud whine as Alya took a seat on the couch.

            “Marinette? What happened? What did Adrien do?”

            Marinette shot up and sat on her knees. “Ok. So, the storm nearly a week ago, yeah? I was stuck here with Adrien and the Couffaine twins. Adrien got super jealous when Luka was near me for no reason. I mean, Luka was just being really nice, but not like in a romantic way. At least, I don’t think? Longg?”

            “No. At least, I don’t think it was,” Longg remarked.

            “See? But Adrien still got jealous, and it was really uncomfortable. Well, anyway, after talking with Luka, I declared I wasn’t going to let Longg just push me around and keep me from my soulmate. It’s not been a fun venture fighting her for control when transformed, but I feel confident I’m making headway,” Marinette boasted.

            “You’re not,” Longg corrected.

            Marinette shot Longg a sidelong glare while Alya snickered.

            “Ok, so, I’m guessing you broke it off with Adrien because you’re pursuing your soulmate and the whole jealousy thing, yeah?” Alya asked.

            “Huh? Oh! Yeah. Granted there is also the fact that he has two other women he’s considering. And, quite honestly, he should be with them over me. They’re the princesses after all, not me.”

            “I see. And just how are you feeling after the daring deed?”

            Marinette tensed up. “I’m terrified. You saw the look on his face too, didn’t you?”

            Alya sighed. “I did. I don’t think this is the last you’ll hear from him.”

            “I mean, it’s not. She’s still got that bouquet commission from him she needs to finish. Oh, and let’s not forget about the outfits you agreed to make him for that event he invited you to,” Longg reminded.

            Marinette winced. “That… crap. The bouquet is one thing, but I don’t know if I can do the design anymore. Or that I should even go to the event. Well, maybe since we’ve broken up, he’ll just assume I won’t make a design or go anyway. Besides, it’s like, what, a month away now? I should be fine, right?”

            “I would think so. But I got some big news for you,” Alya announced.

            “Alright, what’s the news?”

            “I know someone who would be interested in working at this lovely shop.”

            Marinette smiled uneasily. “Alya, I appreciate it, but I can’t afford to hire someone.”

            Longg laughed. “Please. You make more than enough from your potions and other herbs. Not to mention you don’t need to buy anything with me around. You could definitely hire someone.”

            Marinette growled. “Let me rephrase. I don’t want to hire anyone because Longg would undoubtedly scare them off. Furthermore, I cannot risk someone learning that I’m Nimue.”

            “I’m sure Alya can help you with that. Well, help you more,” Longg commented.

            “Sure can. It would be an easy thing,” Alya said.

            “But-!” Marinette started.

            “C’mon, girl. You only know this shop and your hero life. Don’t you think it’s only fair to you to lessen your load so you can enjoy life?” Alya pressed.

            Marinette opened her mouth, then sighed. “Very well. No point arguing that. So, who is this person you had in mind?”

            “You’ll find out around two. I told them to come by then.”

            Marinette deadpanned then pinched the bridge of her nose. “Of course, you did.”

            “Lunch is ready,” Longg announced.

            Marinette sighed. She and Alya ate lunch while she listened to Alya and Longg converse. Their words came in and out as she was lost to her thoughts and fears. Who was this person that Alya already promised a job to? Was this even a good idea? Should she just turn them away when they arrive? What would happen in the coming month with Adrien? Would he come to terms with her heart being elsewhere?

            “Alright, I’m heading out, girl. Remember, they’ll be here at two,” Alya announced.

            Marinette snapped from her thoughts. She nodded and waved Alya off. She sighed and rested her head on the table.

            “You want to talk?” Longg asked.

            “What is there to talk about? Nothing can be done until I see this person Alya promised a job to. And, well, you know, Adrien.”

            “Try not to think about Adrien. The homunculus isn’t worth your time or thoughts. You told him the truth, he left, and we’re done with him until you finish his orders. So, if you think of him, let it only be about the business, got it?”

            “I’ll try. It’s just, that anger, it scared me.”

            Longg raised a brow. “So, let me get this straight. You see that level of rage in my eyes, and you don’t bat an eye. You see it in some lowly homunculus’s eyes, and you’re scared? Where is the logic in that?”

            “Huh? Oh, that’s an easy one. It’s because I feel safe with you, even when you’re angry. Because I know you care about me. Even when you’re angry, you won’t do anything to actually harm me. You’ll still be angry with me, but you’ll never take it out on me.”

            Longg’s eyes widened as she purred. “Well, I suppose that makes sense. I mean, of course, I wouldn’t hurt you. You’re my soulbound. Adrien, I can’t say. For his benefit, he shouldn’t hurt you. Unless he wants to be a dragon’s dinner.”

            Marinette giggled. “I suppose you have a point. I never felt in danger around him before. I shouldn’t need to worry, right?”

            “I don’t think so. Well, you’ll need to worry about the commission orders, but that’s it. Oh, and let’s not forget your upcoming interview.”

            “Right. Right. I should probably get things ready. Oh, and Longg?”

            “Yes?”

            “You’re staying up here.”

            “What? No way! If you’re worried about me driving them away, let me at them early. See if they can tolerate me. If not, you save yourself more money you’ll never spend.”

            Marinette hummed. “Alright, but can you tend to the herbs?”

            “I suppose I can do that.”

            Marinette nodded. She headed down to the shop and opened it back up. She manned the register and helped customers while the minutes ticked by. She checked on Longg periodically to burn a few seconds before she went back to watching time crawl. She eyed the passersby when she spotted Luka approaching. She stared at him as he entered her store and approached the counter.

            “Luka? What brings you here?”

            “I dunno if you were told, but a mutual friend said you were looking for some help?”

            Marinette’s eyes widened as butterflies fluttered in her stomach. “O-Oh! You’re who she was talking about? Well, I… I can’t honestly say I expected that. Oh! But I do have a position available. You know if you’re interested.”

            “What would I be expected to do?”

            “Oh, you know, the basics. Maintain the store, keep it clean, help customers. If, uh, well, you don’t feel comfortable doing that, I can train you in tending the makeshift greenhouse I have, though it is a lot of physical labor. That part, I mean. And you’ve got some muscles, but I’m not sure if you’re used to….”

            Marinette trailed off as it sunk in what she was saying. She blushed and slapped a hand over her mouth. Luka furrowed his brow, then raised one.

            “I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean…! I shouldn’t have…! I’m sorry!”

            “Sorry for what?”

            Longg peeked her head out from the backroom. “For mentioning the pathetic excuse of muscles you have after she got a grand display seeing your soaked shirt cling to your wiry body, Noodle.”

            Marinette’s face turned beet red. “Xiulan! I, uh, I’m so sorry, Luka. She’s… I… I’m sorry.”

            Marinette bowed while Longg stepped up and rested on Marinette’s back.

            “So, what do you say, Noodle? You can work here and either work that rockstar charm on the masses, or we can make a man out of you.”

            Luka looked at them in confusion, then grinned with a glint of mischief in his eyes. “Both sounds good, especially with a pair of beautiful young ladies like yourselves.”

            Marinette’s heart fluttered as her breath caught. Longg beamed and moved around the counter, then leaned against Luka.

            “You’re bold! I like that in a noodle, Noodle. I believe you’ve earned some pointers. I’ll start simple. See, Marinette-.”

            Marinette panicked. She ran around the counter and tackled Longg. Luka jumped back while the pair wrestled and rolled around before she shoved her arm in Longg’s mouth, gagging her. Longg snarled and bit her arm. She screeched but suffered through the pain.

            “Are you alright?” Luka asked.

            “Oh, yeah. Xiulan’s just a biter,” Marinette remarked.

            Luka smirked mischievously. “What a coincidence! I am too.”

            Marinette blushed that spread to her ears. Longg snickered and wormed out of Marinette’s grasp.

            “Alright, Noodle, I think we’re all in agreement, yes? You’re hired?”

            “Well, that will depend on how much you’ll pay me. I may be cheap, but I’m not free,” Luka said with a wink.

            Longg grinned and opened her mouth to speak but was cut off by Marinette.

            “It’ll be twelve euros an hour and all under the table, so, you know,” Marinette said with a nervous chuckle.

            Longg elbowed Luka. “Give us a good performance, and you might find some extra singles thrown your way.”

            “I don’t usually hold private shows, but I think I can make an exception,” Luka teased.

            “Oh ho! Hear that, Mari? Better-.”

            Marinette stood and grabbed Longg. “Hey, didn’t you say this morning you’d go grocery shopping?”

            Longg frowned, then beamed. “Oh, I got ya. I hear ya loud and clear. I’ll get out of your hair. Oh, and always remember to-.”

            “Ok! That’s more than enough. Go get groceries. Now.”

            Marinette pushed Longg to the back before she returned to the register counter. She sighed and face planted on the counter.

            “Sorry about all that. I didn’t make you uncomfortable, did I?” Luka asked.

            Marinette lifted her head and stared at Luka. “I fear what you and Xiulan do in the same space after all that.”

            Luka grinned and scratched the back of his head. “Sorry. I tend to adjust to whoever I’m speaking with, and I had met a lot of people like her while I was on tour with Jagged. It was often easier playing along than anything else. Well, in most cases.”

            Marinette laughed. “I would expect nothing less from an empath such as yourself. At least it should make things a little more tolerable here, I hope. We aren’t giving off negative energy or emotions, are we?”

            “Well, nothing major, but I can tell you’re bothered by something. It wasn’t the teasing, was it? I can keep that to just banter with your roomie if it makes you more comfortable.”

            “Oh, you’re fine. Really. I’ve gotten far worse from her.”

            “You sure?”

            “Oh, yeah. The thing bothering me is something else entirely.”

            “Is it Adrien?”

            Marinette gulped, then laughed. “Let’s not worry about it. Say, would you be ok with starting tomorrow? Not to say I have an issue with you starting today, I just don’t have anything planned for you and just, yeah.”

            “I can do that. What time should I be here?”

            “I typically open the shop at nine. Swing by any point after that. Sound good?”

            “Sounds perfect. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

            “Yeah, see you tomorrow.”

#miraculous #miraculous ladybug #miraculoustalesofladybugandcatnoir #au #miraculous au #alternate universe #mlb fanfic #fanfiction writer #fanfiction #fanfic #luka couffaine #marinette dupain cheng #longg #lukanette #adrien agreste #alya cesaire #soulmate au #amaranthine au #mlb luka #luka miraculous #miraculous marinette #mlb marinette #marinette miraculous #longg miraculous #mlb longg

[svatleena-delvera]

If only

Warnings: PURE angst, no smut but theres a bit spicy:D

🍓as always i don't know much English so if something is wrong correct me 🍓

I woke up to see the tall blonde girl laying next to me and mostly naked i began to think what happened last night

'there were celebrating of who knows what,i celebrated with the other eldians until the tall blonde offered me a drink we chat for a while just some stuff about the eldians. I couldn't count how many drink that was until I pass out. My sight came back to see her kissing my neck i want her to stop but all the stress coming out of you, you were zone out by the pleasure, I don't know what's happening but my body moves it self to unbutton her shirt

"desperate huh?"

All i could remember that time was she unbuckle my belt and kissed my lips we were making out till i felt her hands on my underwear playing with my clit

I hung in her shoulder and kept kissing her'

Thats all i remember, i stare into her closed eyes till they flatter open i jump up the bed and pick up my things

She didn't care, she just sat down there getting a cigarette

"I'm sorry"

Is all i could say i looked at her just sitting there looking outside the window ' alright lets do the pretend-nothing-happen ' But i couldn't pretend, i admire her so much

As i got outside the room my neck was very itchy so i keep clearing my throat

I was just ordered by the commander to sign all the paperwork

Then i was just walking till i felt someone then pin me to the wall and start to make out that's where it started to happen

we've been hooking up for the past weeks till the itch in my throat got worse

That day past and still my throat feels itchy the others told me that maybe it just needs some water but it isn't working

Other day past still the same i should've been in the front commanding the cadets but hange told me that she will take over

Its been weeks since my throat feels itchy, i was with the other crew till i saw yelena not only my throat feels more itchy but now i was coughing

The other crew ask if i was ok, i simply nod and looked at the tall woman again i cough again

I excuse myself, then when i was in the bathroom sink i remove my hands and saw a petal

I was confused that time and just don't care maybe some flowers flew on my mouth thats why i cough

I didn't care until i felt so weak in the past few days the others told me to go and see a doctor

But i just told them maybe its Just a simple cold

But it didn't stop there more petals are falling in my mouth now i realized it was no cold

I couldn't walk much but i go to a doctor that i pretty much know

I couldn't walk much but i go to a doctor that pretty much know

She didn't even know whats happening nor whats this dieses she told me that i just go home get rest and drink water because she couldn't give me any medicine since I don't have any syntoms of a cold

When i went to my room i drank i water as she said but while i was i feel like I was drowning so i spat the water out of my mouth I breath heavy and now i was coughing again i kneel down because i feel weak when i remove my hands there were petals but bloodie

My eyes were widen not only there were petals but there were blood

I woke up to see myself in the bed but i dont remember passing out here mostly when theres a blanket

In the side of my eye i saw her

Oh no..

I sat down and cough petals again she pated my back when she gave me a water i decline remember last night

When i stop coughing for a sec I ask her

"how'd you get here?"

"i saw your door open and saw you laying down in the floor, what happened?"

It feels kinda acward since we hooked up many times and pretend nothing happened when i was about to open my mouth and tell her my situation the door busted open

"(YOUR NAME) I FOUND THE-"

It was hange holding a book

She cleared her throat and ask for the woman to give them space

Yelena nodded and got out of the room

"(your name) i found the cure for your dieses"

I she caught my attention there ' finally I'm ending this suffering'

"it says here on the book its a disease in which the victim coughs up flower petals when they suffer from one-sided love. It ends when the beloved returns their feelings (romantic love only; strong friendship is not enough), or the victim dies. It can be cured through surgical removal, but when the infection is removed, the victim's romantic feelings for their love also disappear". (got this from Google:D)

"a one sided-love.." you mutter then you pictured her face you remember only her face

You thank hange and began to think what to do

The next day I ran past yelena and of course we chatted and i was so desperate to ask her about that night

"hey yelena i know this is weird and all but i want to ask about that night we-"

You were even finish she hush you and said

"past is past forget about that"

What... You became silent

'if only i know what she meant this wouldn't happen'

I began distance from her until i decide to get a surgery now i felt no longer to breathe so i ask hange if she can

She nodded

When the surgery is done i couldn't remember a thing she only said that you have a cold and now you can go out

Its been a few weeks since that day yelena approach you and ask

"hey I'm sorry i talk to you like that but i want to talk about that night.."

"what night?"

'if only you didn't misunderstand her actions '

"you know that night we hooked up"

I was so confused at her words so i just laughed it off

"i didn't know you had this kind of humor yelena"

"(your name) this isn't a joke"

You became extremely uncomfortable so when you were about to leave she pulled you

"seriously this is what you pay me after everything ive done?!"

"yelena i don't know what the fuck your talking about!"

'if only you knew she would return your feelings'

Then someone at the back stop the both of you it was hange (wait how many times hange came 🤸🏻?) She said you can go

Its been a month You both distance from there till you got the news that yelena is dead

You saw her corpse you looked at her then her hands..(your fav flower)on her hands then you remember that you have this same experience and that you have feelings for her

Those feelings came again..you began to cough again you stayed in the room till i suffer from the diese

'if only i knew'

Wew that's interesting well thank you for reading 🤸🏻

If your interested you can request or read more of my story:)

#yelena x reader aot #yelena aot #angst #hanahaki #aot x reader #attack on titan #yelena angst #Spotify #yelena smut #smut

[ramayantika]

Ok I'm curious. How do you dancers know if you're doing your steps fine when you're practicing alone? Do you always perform in front of mirrors? And are you really able to see your moves in the mirror while focusing on dancing and your steps etc?

In class when we do mistakes like skipping the beat or if the body alignment is not clear, the teacher corrects us and we keep practicing it then and there for a few times to keep it in our muscle memory. So when we go back home, we are aware how the incorrect style looks or feels, so we consciously keep practicing it to do it correctly.

Now I am happy that we have phones and cameras. For me, I record myself and then see. I remember how my teacher did the step in my head so I match myself with that. If it matches, it's good or if not, then revise it.

And this is I think a very dancer thing ig. We know that there is something wrong when we do the step incorrectly even if we don't see ourselves. Mostly you get to know that you did the step wrong, if you missed a small beat somewhere in flow or the leg or hand movements don't go the way like they do. Eg: We have a step where you need to jump on both the toes of your feet, but sometimes due to the speed of the music, there is a minor gap in the jump which we can notice very well while someone who is not from a dancing background might skip the minor error.

Mostly we practice in front of a mirror. But for practicing expressions I skip the mirror because I get weirded out sometimes over the expressions I do. And once I feel I have it ready I do that once in front of the mirror or record it.

As for nritta or the movement, I use the mirror to check my alignment and posture. And while we are going a full dance piece that is around 5-10 mins long we aren't able to fully look over the steps, but we can definitely pinpoint the places we did wrong. Something what I do, I always break the pieces, like a 5 min piece in 5 parts where each will be for a minute, and while doing this switch off the speaker, and sing it inside your head and do so you know where you were off beat or where the hands were loose. Do it once or twice and then play the original music and check again. Once you are satisfied runthrough the whole piece and keep practicing until you attend your next dance class.

I have over 200+ videos of myself including the bollywood ones which I posted here lol. So camera zindabaad, and I use my window and camera as a mirror for now. If you have observed well in the videos I posted here, I don't look into the camera but forward because that's where the window is. Though I have a full body mirror back home which I will get to use from the next month.

#oh my this was the longest answer i have ever written #dance asks

[sunshine-overload]

[BSTS] Heath White Day 5* Card Story

last chapter got me like 💘

chapter 1 -break room-

ran: I’m boooored. Seriously bored, so bored I’m gonna die. C’mon Heath, don’t just sit there writin’ songs, hang out with me or somethin’.

heath: …We can play shiritori if you want.

ran: Uwah, no way I’m doin’ that! I’d have no chance of winnin’.

heath: Hm? Sin and Takami?

sin: Have the offerings been prepared? Those who neglect the devil’s feast shall be dragged down to the depths of hell.

ran: As usual, I have no idea what ya tryin’ to say, Sin.

takami: It appears Team B are in charge of white day this year hm? Sin and I are both interested to see what kind of event it will be.

sin: Even in a place that lacks starlight, devil’s can still dance at a feast.

heath: Come to think of it, W were in charge of it last year, weren’t you?

ran: Ah, I remember that! Last year’s white day was super good! I got heaps of sweets from the guests and they were all delicious!

takami: That was all arranged by Sin, he himself said that he wanted to do it.

heath: That’s surprising.

sin: One must be meticulous when preparing offerings. Treating them as importantly as drops of blood red.

ran: Wait so ya sayin’ Sin really did prepare all of those sweets last year?

sin: That is correct. After careful investigation I made all the preparations. Whilst bearing the cross, occasionally a devil will murmur in your ear. But, the banquet is a festival, one must enjoy it to the fullest.

ran: Mmm, I feel like I understand but I don’t at the same time.

takami: If you’re concerned over which sweets you should choose, it’s ok to order a selection and try them. If they’re related to the white day event, then they will be chalked up as a business expense.

ran: …..!

heath: Not just anything can be covered though, right?

takami: Yes, if there is no clear relation to the event then the application will not be accepted. And if you do buy something make sure to receive and keep the receipt. If there is anything you do not understand, feel free to come and consult me beforehand.

ran: Thank ya, Takami. I’ve just come up with a brilliant idea!

—end

*shiritori is a japanese word game

-

chapter 2 -kitchen sitting area-

mizuki: Lico, pass me that.

lico: Get it yourself.

mizuki: Fine whatever. The soy sauce is just closer to you.

lico: Sigh…. Here you go.

mizuki: Thanks.

kongou: Sorry for the wait, here’s your food, Heath.

heath: Thanks, Kongou.

ran: (runs in) So this is where ya all were! Hey hey, let’s all throw a party tomorrow!

lico: …Ran, you literally just stepped into the room, what are you going on about? We have to prepare for our white day show, we don’t have any spare time for that. Besides, what’s the point of having a party with just dudes invited.

ran: Lico isn’t attending then! I’ll invite Nee-chan and we can have one big white day party! I wanna let her know how thankful I am of her bein’ here all the time, it’s a nice idea ain’t it?

heath: …If Saki will be there then I’ll join. I’d like to thank her as well.

lico: Huh? Why the hell did you leave that information out when you first brought it up? If Kotori-chan is going then I will too.

ran: Mizuki, Kongou? What about yall?

mizuki: I’ll go if there’s meat to eat.

kongou: If it’s a party then there needs to be food, I’d be happy to help out. Where were you thinking of holding it? We need to consider the budget too.

ran: Just leave all of that to me!

mizuki: So you’re sayin’ it’s a free feed then? Hell yeah!

ran: Yup yup ♪

lico: Hold on, can you not get ahead of yourselves. If Kotori-chan or myself aren’t with you then I worry what will become of this, I’ll help you prepare.

ran: Ok! Then, once we’re done with work today, let’s go shoppin’!

-time pass, location change, shopping centre-

ran: Man~~! We bought so much!

mizuki: Yeah but, there’s hardly any meat.

lico: Kotori-chan is coming, we can’t just have a meat fiesta.

mizuki: Why not?

kongou: I’m glad you came shopping with us, Lico. If it was just me here I wouldn’t have been able to stop these two from filling the basket up with packs of meat.

mizuki: You say that, but why is it fine that we got all this chocolate instead then? You bought way too much.

kongou: There’s something I’d like to try and do with it. I think it’s something that everyone will enjoy, so look forward to it.

mizuki: Well, ok, since it’s you sayin’ it.

kongou: By the way, is it really ok for you to pay for all this, Ran?

ran: No problem, no problem! It’s my treat, don’t worry about it!

heath: …….

—end

-

chapter 3 -starless hallway-

heath: Saki.

saki: Hello, Heath-san.

heath: Do you have any plans tonight?

saki: Huh, tonight? No, I was just planning to watch tonight’s show and then head home like usual.

heath: I see. Then, come to the main hall after closing time, ok? We’ll all be waiting for you.

saki: Alright.

saki: (They’ll be waiting?)

-time pass, starless restaurant area-

saki: Hm? It’s so dark in here… Is there no one around?

-lights flick on-

saki: Uwah!

ran: Nee-chan, welcome!

saki: Umm, what is… going on?

heath: White day is a day where you give thanks to those you’re grateful for, so we prepared all this for you. Come over here, let’s eat.

mizuki: You took so long to get here, Saki.

kongou: Mizuki! That’s not how you should greet her—

mizuki: Whatever man.

lico: They really are hopeless huh, Kotori-chan. Here, I’ll pass you whatever it is you’d like to eat, what would you like?

ran: Ya don’t get it do ya Lico? It’s more fun dippin’ things in yourself. Let’s dip stuff in the chocolate fountain together, Nee-chan!

lico: Oi, Ran. Have some common sense and wait your turn.

ran: I only cut in and asked her cause ya don’t know what ya doin’ Lico.

lico: Excuse me? Please, go ahead and elaborate.

ran: What, ya wanna go? If it’s a fight ya want I’m down.

saki: Ahaha…

kongou: Sorry for the chaos, Saki-chan.

saki: It’s alright, I’m having fun.

kongou: Ran and Heath were the ones who took the initiative to arrange this party. They wanted to throw it for you.

saki: So that’s how it was.

ran: Wait crap! I forgot to ask for a receipt!

mizuki: What? Receipt?

heath: …Here Ran, I got it. I didn’t want to lose it so I kept it on me.

ran: Oh for reals? Thank ya, Heath.

kongou: …Receipt? Don’t tell me… you mean the one for the ingredients?

—end

-

chapter 4 -starless restaurant area, different day-

heath: Thanks for coming, Saki.

saki: Good evening, Heath-san. I’ve been looking forward to tonight’s show.

heath: I’m glad, watch until the end, ok? Also…

saki: Is something the matter?

heath: After the show, I’d like to talk to you a bit, would that be alright?

saki: Of course.

heath: Then, I’ll wait for you at the nearby shrine.

saki: (At the shrine? Is it something he doesn’t want anyone else overhearing? I wonder if Heath-san is worried about something…)

-bloomed cg

heath: “We’ll pay you back for everything, I can’t hold back a feeling such as this any longer.”

saki: (They’re just as fired up as ever in tonight’s show too. Heath-san doesn’t seem any different from usual either… I wonder what it is that he wants to talk about…)

-show over-

saki: (Tonight’s show was lots of fun. I should get going to meet up with Heath-san.)

-time pass, in front of shrine, night time-

saki: Sorry, did I make you wait long?

heath: No, it’s fine. Sorry for calling you all the way out here.

saki: It’s alright, what’s on your mind?

heath: …Here, chocolate. I wanted to give it to you.

saki: To me?

heath: When we were getting the white day party ready, I started wanting to give you something too. So, I tried making them myself under Kongou’s guidance.

saki: Thank you, I’m so happy.

heath: It was quite fun making chocolate whilst thinking about giving them to you. Even if all I did was melt and reshape the chocolate. But, I reaffirmed once again that there’s still no pass time more enjoyable than standing on the stage.

saki: Heath-san…

heath: I’ll always be grateful to you, Saki. It’s white day, so I wanted to give that gratitude a physical form. From now on, I’ll convey it through words. But, this time is special.

—end

*Nee-chan, ran’s nickname for saki meaning big sister, it can also be used to refer to young women

*Kotori-chan, lico’s nickname for saki, meaning little birdie

#bsts heath #bsts translation

[pianocat939]

Hey Celina-

So I've been wanting to start a writing blog myself and I have a vague idea on what I wanna write about. But I don't know how to exactly write it...

I was wondering, how does your writing process go? What do you do in longer pieces specifically?

I'm a hellfire of a writer and I find it absolutely hilarious that people want advice from me, but I'm more than honoured to give you my burnt pasta advice-

Ok first things first- give yourself like a minute to think of a big idea-

Like nothing too specific- for example not a whole sentence explaining the plot or character, rather just a few words: Ex. Evil Queen.

From there I like to jot down the words onto the document/platform I'm working on and start typing out random sentences that come to mind.

This can be both starting the story or fleshing out the character. That way, you don't have to be stuck on thinking of writing a specific topic.

Now there's one thing I like to point out in particularly how I write. I like to stick with my initial image of the character HEAVILY. I don't know if people notice this, but I keep a common theme with most of characters from when I first wrote them. [Unless if it's an AU of some sort]. Ex. personality traits, background, etc.

From there I usually end up building an outline of the plot.

Now my teachers have always said to keep your outline like a few words long, but I like keeping my bullet points detailed. So my points end up being a few sentences each, considering I'm writing the plot.

You don't need to write your outline in a grammatically correct method nor does it have to be pretty. Like my outlines are honestly like "This mf dies by accidentally tripping and tumbling down the hill like a wheel of cheese." It's easier for me to keep track of my thoughts and often times I can add a funny thing from those said sentences.

This is the part where I start to slack off compared to other writers.

I'm sure most writers actually proofread their work and ask for peer review, but I don't lmao. (Honestly, primarily because I don't write long pieces as much)

I would suggest those, but at the same time I don't do them aha...

Anyway, once you finish your outline, give a brisk run through and cut out anything you think is unneeded or unclear. Remember, writing beautiful is easy, it's the clarity that's hard. In my case I think it's very true since I sometimes use big words.

Then you actually write your draft-

USE THE THESAURUS. I don't know how many times I've needed to say that to people. I always put a lot of synonyms for my adjectives. It gives a lot of colour.

Then carefully read your paragraphs so you can cut out anything you don't need or makes it difficult to keep clear.

I do the last few changes [adding/removing, more fancy words]

And then bam-

Finished.

(Sorry if this was messy lmao. But hey, this is how I truly write)

- Celina

#asks

[cosmicdream222]

Hey girl , i reading your blog for past 2 days it's really great .... But I have a question -

Let's say I'm manifesting my dream life and for that I'm just affirming or say I'm doing robotic affirmation. My dream life it's completely different from this one like a completely different job/carrier and completely different reality from this reality.

But how should I deal with this 3d . Like i said before I'm doing affirmation but sometimes while I'm affirming, i suddenly see images or random mind voices coming and I think about this 3d things like what should I do next or what should I do in my job .... So how should I deal with this . And what should I do if these kinds of thoughts come while I'm affirming my dream life . I corrected them many times but they still came .

Hi welcome and thank you 💕

It’s perfectly ok to have thoughts about your current reality, of course you still have to take care of the day-to-day things in the meantime. The goal is to tend to the matters that you need to, while not reacting or identifying with them.

This is kind of a boring example lol but it happened today so it’s fresh in my mind, I got a bill from my internet company and was reminded that they increased the price a few months ago. Sure in my dream life I’m a millionaire and have someone taking care of my bills, so I wouldn’t even notice if it happened. But in my current reality that’s not the case yet 😅

I found myself reacting/identifying with it by feeling like a victim, whining that prices are going up, worrying about money, and projecting a bunch of negative assumptions onto the act of calling customer service. But I caught myself, stopped the drama, and just reminded myself it’s an old story, I’m in control now, and only good things happen to me (& other affirmations)

So without any further drama or emotional reaction, I just dealt with the situation by calling customer service, affirming the whole time only good things happen to me. The whole thing was pleasant, the reps were super nice and I ended up getting my bill reduced by $25 a month which saves me $300 over the course of the year. And now it’s done and I don’t have to think about it again.

So yeah of course you’re still gonna have tasks to do at work until you manifest your dream job. You just don’t have to identify with them or worry about them. Take care of what needs to be done while keeping the focus inside your mind and reminding yourself of what you do want.

If the thoughts are coming up during your affirmation/meditation sessions, perhaps you could do something beforehand to clear the mental chatter? Like I know if I have a lot of random tasks and chores to do, they will rattle around in my head and annoy me at all times. But if I write everything down that needs to be done, then I’m not worried about forgetting them and can focus on whatever I’m doing.

If they’re not actually important thoughts or things you need to do, just treat those thoughts like unruly children. You have to be firm with them and you might have to say “no” multiple times! It will get easier with repetition.

[vbecker10]

Shadows of the Past

Part 38 (Part 37)

Warning :: mentions of blood and injuries

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(Y/N POV)

You run to the back of the truck and open the trunk, pulling out the first aid kit, you get in the back seat as quickly as possible.  Bucky carefully lays Loki in the back seat, resting his head in your lap then he gets in the drivers seat. You open the first aid kit and dig around for the gauze as Bucky peels out, driving past the arriving SHIELD agents.  

“Loki,” you say as you put the gauze on his head wound.  “Loki, I need you to wake up, please.  You have to open your eyes for me,” you keep talking as Bucky drives through a red light.  You try your best to stay calm but your heart is pounding in your chest.  You reach for more gauze, trying to slow the bleeding. 

“Bucky?” you ask, looking up.

Bucky and you make eye contact in the rear view mirror, “Just a few more minutes.  How is he?”  

You shake your head but don’t answer him, you don’t want to say it out loud.  Looking back down at Loki, you use the back of your arm to wipe your eyes and notice how much blood is on your hand.  Your lungs feel tight and you can barely breath.  Loki stirs slowly as you put more pressure on the wound but doesn’t open his eyes.  “Mischief, please,” you plead with him as Bucky makes a sharp left turn.  Loki moans at the movement of the truck and you can feel hope slowly creeping in over the fear.  “Loki, I need you to come back,” you shake him gently with one hand, still holding the gauze tight with the other.  

He moans again and coughs, his eyelids fluttering.  “Almost there,” Bucky says from the front of the truck.  

Loki moves slightly in your arms again and you take his hand in yours.  “Y/N?” he says quietly, opening his eyes slowly.

You smile through your tears and reassure him, “I’m here, Loki.”  You squeeze his hand and wipe away more of the blood.  You toss the gauze on the floor of the truck and get more, you notice the wound looks slightly smaller than it did when you first saw it.  He heals quickly, he’s a god, he’s going to be fine, you try to remind yourself. 

“Y/N,” he says again a little louder and squeezes your hand back.  He smiles up at you and touches your cheek softly with his other hand.

“I love you Loki,” you tell him as you kiss the hand he brought to your cheek.  

“I love you too Y/N,” he says, “I’m ok, I promise darling,” he says.  He tries to sit up but he coughs and lays back again, his eyes drifting closed.

“We’re here,” Bucky says as he brings the truck to a stop in front of the tower and gets out.

(LOKI POV - earlier)

“So what’s the plan now?” Y/ N asks you while Bucky radios Tony that you think you are at the correct location.  You can hear the radio chatter but you take your ear piece out, not wanting to be distracted by it.  

“You take several more steps back and stay behind Bucky so I can take this book out,” you look up and tell her.  You know she won’t stay back on her own but he will do what he needs to.  He wouldn’t risk her getting hurt and having to answer to you, Steve or Thor. 

“I don’t like that plan,” she says but Bucky faces her and moves her further back.  She tries to go around him but he puts his metal arm out and shakes his head for her to stop. 

“Y/N, I’ll radio for backup but we need to clear the area.  We don’t know how big this is so we can’t risk civilians getting in the way or hurt,” Barnes tells her.

She leans around his large frame to look at you and you give her the best smile you can muster at the moment. “Barnes is right, you should make sure everyone is at a safe distance,” you say, trying not to sound worried.

“You’re not at a safe distance,” she argues back.

You chuckle lightly, “That’s fair... but still, someone has to clear the area.  Barnes will stay here to help me with this situation I seem to have gotten myself into, ok?”  She finally agrees and walks off quickly to the truck.  You watch her as she tapes off the area and then she goes into the first building to empty it out.  As soon as she’s far enough away, you let out the breath you had been holding and look at Bucky.

“What do you see?” he asks taking a few steps towards you.

You bend down slightly to look between the two books, “Hmm... not much.  I can see one thin wire but not where it goes.”

“Did you hear anything?” he asks.

You nod and don’t like how Barnes looks immediately more concerned.  He asks you what you heard.  You clear your throat, “When I lifted it there was a click... so that’s not good right?”

He shakes his head no.  “It might be trigged by pressure or movement which means you should be fine so long as you don’t move at all,” he says.

“Don’t move, got it,” you respond.  You stand there silently, holding the book tightly in one hand.  

“Wait... there should be a way to do this without setting it off right?” he asks.  You turn your head from looking at the book you are holding, to look at him.  “Well, I’m just saying they wouldn’t risk blowing themselves up every time they did this,” he says.  

"Makes sense," you agree. "So you think we can stop it even though I seem to have already armed it?"

He shrugs which you find very helpful. You sigh and he says, "This would be easier if I could see what we were working with."

"I don't think that's going to be an option," you tell him. "I do have an idea though."

"A good idea?" he tries to sound hopeful.

"I hope so..." you answer.

(Y/N POV)

You finish clearing the last store on the block and radio to Bucky that you are coming back. The response team is only 5 minutes out so this should all be over soon, you think to yourself. You step out of the building and into the street, jogging up the block to where you had left them. You see Loki still standing with his hand on the book, his eyes fixed on it. Bucky is about fifteen feet back, talking to him about something but you can't make it out.

You watch Loki as he is engulfed in a green glow that spreads from his feet up to his head quickly then he steps back. Suddenly there are two of him, one holding the book and the other carefully backing away. You realize he made a duplicate of himself so he can get clear. A part of you is relieved he is no longer actually holding the trigger but you know he is still way to close to be safe.

You jog closer, heading towards Bucky as the real Loki continues to slowly put distance between himself and the duplicate. He keeps his eyes on it, as if willing it not to move an inch.  You can hear the sirens of the SHIELD cars approaching and Loki looks around. His eyes fall on you and you can tell from the look on his face that his focus shifted for a second but it is just long enough. The duplicate wavers, dropping the book and then suddenly you're on the ground looking up.

You cough and try to sit up, your ears ringing and the back of your head is throbbing. When you look at your hand, there's no blood so you get to your knees. You feel a sharp pain in your ribs but you get up and look around you.  The box that was holding the books is gone, a small fire rages where it used to be. You take a few steps forward, looking for Loki and you see him, laying in the middle of the street face down.  You start to run towards him, stumbling but you don’t stop until your kneeling over him.  

“Loki... Loki!” you call to him but he doesn’t answer.  Bucky is at your side and he helps you roll him carefully onto his back.  You look up at Bucky, feeling panic threatening to engulf you completely. There’s a large, deep cut on Loki’s forehead but you don’t see any other injuries.  “Help me get him back to the tower,” you say to Bucky and he nods.  Bucky picks up Loki and the two of you rush towards the truck as the SHIELD agents arrive on scene.

(LOKI POV)

You open your eyes and look around, realizing your in a bed in the infirmary.  Your head hurts and your exhausted, you feel like you could sleep for days.  There’s something on your chest and you look down to see Y/N curled up on the small bed with you.  Her arms are around you and her head is resting on your chest, she always said it was her favorite place to sleep. You feel a smile spread across your lips as you slowly run your fingers through her hair.  She cuddles up closer to you and you wrap your arms around her.  Kissing the top of her head softly, you whisper, “I love you so much Y/N.”

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[noxiatoxia]

Hey so since you have The correct HikaKao opinions, I was curious if you have any specific songs you associate with them that you'd be comfortable sharing? Either their dynamic or just them individually, i'm personally trying to add to my HikaKao playlist lmao. Its too short cause im overly picky about what fits them, while simultaneously craving music to listen to while I write about them/draw them/endlessly imagine them in my brain while I work

OH. OH HOH. AM I THE BEST PERSON TO ASK.

Now to be clear. I have been listening to like, exclusively Japanese music since 2016. So all the songs I'm about to recommend are Japanese. I can read Japanese so I'll provide context when needed.

Firstly, I have a Hitachiins playlist that I put together and subbed myself (half of the subs are my own) but Youtube kept taking it down so it's a vimeo link now....(im not upset. <- is upset)

i do not explain my poetry often (aka some of these songs are based off vibes)

Anyways, besides my own playlist, I have other songs.

I have 2 about Kaoru and his little carriage paranoia. The first is Who? by Azari which you might know as it's become pretty popular. Specifically I like Mashiro's cover which I have linked. English lyrics can be found here. I feel this song VERY much fits Kaoru's "uhhghhgh it's gonna turn back into a pumpkin and ill be all alone" shtick.

Next is Red Is A Scary Color by Iyowa which to my knowledge hasn't been translated so I included a translation under the cut for you. I think this one can again either be read as Kaoru's carriage paranoia OR middle school twins shared ennui.

OH AND FOR BOTH TWINS, NOT A JAPANESE LYRICS SONG BUT....Look-a-like from the Sonic OVA. Song is literally about two beings who look so alike but act very different, who simultaneous are so very different but so very alike. Does that make sense. Hitachiin twins song fr. I have to add this one because I was so obsessed with the Sonic OVA as a kid.

Comparatively I only really have one Hikaru song sourry. YESMAN by Niru (Maruguri cover). Here are the Eng lyrics. I just think this song fits Hikaru because he's a bitter cunt LOL but I could easily see this being how he feels about being bossed around when he was younger.

And lastly a cute one. Twig by rei sirose. (Lyrics) I think this could be from either twins perspective about the other, but Kaoru is more sentimental so I'll go with him.

Ok lyrics under cut vvvv

Red is a scary color - Iyowa

ああ、違和感だった Ah, I had felt out of place. ちょっとした流行だったどぎつい赤は That intense, glaring red was just a bit of a fad, 手遅れな世界の証拠だった And proof the world was on its last legs. ああ、蠢いてんだ Ah, it’s wriggling. まるで隠すつもりもない慈善事業が It’s as if idiotic charities who don’t plan to hide まるで足んない頭で今日もどこかで震えて暮らす生き残りたちを探し回ってんの are looking for the survivors quivering, grouped together someplace today.

何も、何も問題は無いな　いつも通りに、さあここで Nothing is wrong, nothing at all. Every day here, it’s all the same. Not at all　Not at all　悟られないように Not at all　Not at all　Don’t think about it too hard. いつか、いつか救いの日まで繋ぐルーティンワーク One day, one day we’ll all be saved. Until then, we keep doing routine work. だから　は、は、は、は、は、は、息を乱すな、問題は無い So, ha ha ha ha ha ha, don’t panic, nothing is wrong.

ああ、敗北だった　常識は生まれ変わった Ah, it was a defeat. A strange rebirth of common sense. どぎつい赤は　手遅れな世界の証拠だった This glaring red is proof the world was on its last legs. ああ、蠢いてんだ Ah, it’s wriggling. まるで隠すつもりもない数の暴力が It’s as if the violent mob who doesn’t plan to hide, この街に閉じ込められて Locked up in this town, 外じゃ何にもないようにどいつもこいつも見ないふりしてんの Pretends they can’t see anything that’s happening out there, Every last one of them.

何も、何も問題は無いな　いつも通りに、さあここで Nothing is wrong, nothing at all. Every day here, it’s all the same. Not at all　Not at all　助けが来ねえ Not at all　Not at all　Help won’t come. いつか、いつか救いの日まで繋ぐルーティンワーク One day, one day we’ll all be saved. Until then, we keep doing routine work. だけど　は、は、は、は、は、は、死にたくなるな、問題は無い So, ha ha ha ha ha ha, (don’t) want to die[*], nothing is wrong.

ああ、首がすげ変わった親友を楽にしてやった I helped my best friend find peace by taking their place. どぎつい赤が　零れて匂った A glaring red spilled out, and it smelled good. やっちまった I fucked up.

今日も、今日も問題は無いな　いつも通りに、さあここで Nothing is wrong, nothing at all. Every day here, it’s all the same. Not at all　Not at all　今はまだロンリー Not at all　Not at all　Today, still, I’m lonely. いつか、いつか救いの日まで繋ぐルーティンワーク One day, one day we’ll all be saved. Until then, we keep doing routine work. だから　は、は、は、は、は、は、息を乱すな、問題は無い So, ha ha ha ha ha ha, don’t panic, nothing is wrong.

[*]Try as I might I cannot figure this line out. It is either "I want to die" or "[don't say that you] want to die". It's complicated because of a few factors. Take it as you will.

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[an-aura-about-you]

I Was a Queer Salvation Army Bell Ringer

Part 3: So What Were My Coworkers Like?

I mentioned in the previous part that the Salvation Army is not a hive mind. They are an Equal Opportunity Employer and, much like the US Army for some time, their policy on queer employees is Don't Ask Don't Tell. Granted, they needed to find queer employees for their propaganda, or at least employees willing to say they were queer for the cameras. But in any case, considering the Salvation Army's reputation that they have no organization-wide interest in rectifying and the fact that I live in a very conservative area of the United States, I decided that I would keep my queer identity primarily to myself.

And like, I am generally a pretty open and out person regarding that. If you are reading this and you, yourself, are not queer, the truth of the matter is coming out is not a one-and-done thing. A person may choose to come out to certain people but not others. A person may choose to come out to a complete stranger just because that's where the conversation leads. A person may choose to come out about part of their identity but not all of it, or may use a term that more people are comfortable or familiar with.

For example, I don't typically go into all the nuances of my gender identity with others unless they have made it clear they're signed on to listen. For my day to day life, I tend to let people assume I'm my assigned gender at birth since I dress in a way that aligns with what people expect for that. (Not completely, but that is a tangent for another day.) And if someone is cool with something beyond that, I tend to go with the term "nonbinary" rather than any of the more niche terms I use for my gender. Because ultimately, that's for me. My identity is mine. I am very fortunate to be in a position where any gender-related issues I have with my body don't necessarily have to be solved with surgery, and I know this is not the case for anyone. But I am the sort of person who can let my gender be mine and not worry about correcting the majority of people who are determined to get it wrong.

So yeah, coasting through this job in the closet.

For the most part, I didn't meet a lot of my coworkers. Because I still have my normal job, the primary time I had any shifts was Saturdays, and even then I had a late start of it due to other obligations. The person I saw the most was the woman who actually hired me, the head of the red kettle program.

She was, for the most part, pretty okay. She would drive me to where I was supposed to ring for the day, we would shoot the shit, she even bought me a soda once. She also said I was valuable as a worker specifically BECAUSE I was willing to come to work on Saturdays. She even gave me a bag of plums and apples. (The plums were ok and the apples were Red Delicious, which were definitely red.)

She was also, perhaps, a bit unprofessional and a little less than moral.

She talked about other bell ringers who didn't exactly perform well behind their backs, complained about a former donor who didn't donate a car this year, and, when I wanted to go to a pay-for-entry market, insisted I just sneak in without paying using my Salvation Army apron to let me in.

She also let me know something I should have realized before but didn't fully get until she said it: the bell ringers' pay comes out of donations. Not just any donations but specifically the donations from their own kettles. Any time I went out and rang the bell, my pay was a cut from the kettle. It does make sense, it being a non-profit organization. Of course everyone's pay came from donations. But this? This just makes the red kettles glorified panhandling in my mind.

In one sense, I'm for that. Indeed, the quickest way to solve a person's financial problems is giving them money. And more of it going directly to the bell ringers, most if not all of the hired ones not being merely lower class like me but actually in outright poverty, is better than it going to an organization where the head of this program is complaining about not getting another car they don't actually need.

In another sense, it does feel a little underhanded, and added to my personal moral dilemma of working there. More on that in another entry.

And honestly, there's not really much to say about my other coworkers as individuals as I hardly saw them. One of the drivers is an obvious Trump supporter as he was never seen without his Trump 2024 hat. Most of the other people were scraping by on the cusp of homelessness, taking up residence in an apartment complex that charges rent by the week. Some had pasts that involved jail time for stupid charges (ie marijuana possession, missing a court date, etc.), job loss, or crushing amounts of debt.

I did have an unexpected conversation with one coworker that, at this point, has been my last in-person interaction with anyone involved with the Salvation Army, but I will leave that story for another entry.