seeing ur akako and shinichi au makes me so happy, cuz I so much WISH they interacted more (knowing that it'll never happen, the same way I wish kaito and ai interacted more lol) thinking about akako reminded me how she can never cry or she'll lose her magic as a witch, I honestly wished that was explored more orz
I have so many feelings about Akako, like, the whole "Magic and demons are real" thing... like, that's... that's a big thing? I know Kaito manga have similar vibes to Ranma 1/2 and similar stuff, comedy with some action, if is funny is added, no biggie, but now that Kaito and Conan stories are super intertwined I feel like I can't ignore Akako.
She exists, She can predict stuff, and she has *MAGICAL POWERS* that could kill if she wanted, but prefers to be loved (Even if it is an artificial love)
She aggressively likes Kaito, and acts all evil but in the end, she helps him, She doesn't like Aoko but plays silly pranks on her (Well, at least in one chapter where she teaches Aoko a silly spell)
and that needs to feel loved by everyone, I find that super sad, like, she needs to use a spell because she doesn't believe anyone can love as she is, or maybe it is just a silly gag and I'm reading too much
Idk, most stories and fanfics use her to move the story to a more fantastic setting (I like that too!) but I find her as a person to be interesting, like a Character in the wrong story, misplaced but wanting to fit anyway, even if is via force.
Like someone who wants to be super cool but in reality, is not
I wanted to make a cool doodle but I guess I'm a bit ded, hahaha
I'm sorry Akako, I decided to give you ShinichiPhobia because it is funny.
But I promise Shinichi is a cutie
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Sir’s Surprise
Poe is off on a mission but has just the thing to fill his pet’s needs
Themes: Dom!Poe, gn!reader, use of honorifics (Commander, Sir ; little porg, pet, honey), voice kink (I tried lol), anal
A.N.: we’re not gonna talk about how long it took me to scroll to find this request or how long it took me to do it lol I’m catching up i swear 🫥
“Please-” they whined “how long is this mission supposed to last…”
“As long as it takes, you know that my little porg.” Poe’s voice teased over the comm.
Their face grew hot “Stop calling me that - those things are so annoying.” Their voice broke on the final word setting embarrassment through their veins. Despite the several parsecs that laid between Poe’s position and theirs he still knew how to work their nerves.
Poe tsked “You think you can catch an attitude when I’m off on a mission? Guess you won’t get your surprise.” He chuckled.
“What?” Their body went stone still. For as strict as Poe could be, he was a fantastic gift-giver.
“Shame too - it would’ve helped with some of this neediness.” He cooed “would’ve filled your needs pretty well I think.”
Heart pounding in their ears they leapt up and began to tear through the shared bunk space. Checking in drawers and under the mattress, with Poe’s laughter echoing from the comm. “You’re not gonna find it.” His singsong tone set their nerves on edge.
Their body begged for some sort of release from the pent up desire. “Come on Poe -”, desperation shifted to frustration.
The comm went deadly silent, “What did you call me?” His voice was icily calm.
“I-I mean Commander. I’m s-“ their blundered apology was cut short with the sound of something opening in the corner of the cramped space.
“You want it so bad?” His voice clipped, they turned to see a secret compartment now open in the wall, “Take it.”
They shifted and peaked into the compartment, laying eyes on the surprise. “S-sir did you…”
“But your gonna take all of it.” Poe’s timbre was stern, with that unmistakable heated tone.
They picked up the heft of the silicone surprise and looked over it with wide eyes. The bulbous tip, the sleek shaft etched with veins down the sides, ending with a flared base and suction cup. The accuracy had them dumbstruck. “S-sir I don’t -“
“You’re lucky I’m not there right now - or I’d stuff that in your throat for talking back.” His voice went icy “And I’d stuff myself in that tight little ass for good measure.”
They froze, body shivered in anticipation now that they could hold him, at least a version of him. “In fact, you’ll need to practice before I’m back.” Poe’s tone shifted with a lilt “suck it, do it well enough for me to hear.”
They brought the tip of the cool silicone to their face, taking a test lick. That ache deep inside them fired at the touch of the tip pressing past their lips.
Slurping and sucking sounds filled the tight space as they got to work. Almost mindless in their ministrations as they took it deeper and deeper. “That’s it, you love my cock filling that wet little mouth don’t you.” Poe growled.
They touched themselves in time with the slide of his girth between their lips, eliciting a broken groan. “Touching yourself already sweetheart?” His sultry tone sent the ache into something primal. “Good, you got it nice and slick?”
They pulled the toy out with a pop “yes sir.” They huffed.
“Good pet. You know where I want it next.” He pressed, they knew exactly where he wanted it. “Go to my chair.”
They adjusted the toy on the nearby desk chair. Fastening the suction cup firmly and taking a moment to admire it glistening, beckoning them closer.
“Lube is where it always is.” Poe’s voice jolted them out of their momentary pause. They scrambled a bit through the usual drawer and popped the tube open. Soft squelching sounded as they covered it from tip to base.
“Talk to me pet.” He cooed.
“I-it’s ready.” They said as they slowly straddled the chair. Cold silicone chilled further with the lube lightly tapped their rear.
“So are you, now, have a seat. Nice and slow.” He encouraged.
They notched the bulbous tip against the tight ring of muscle, a soft gasp escaped as the head made its way in.
“Good, good job.” Poe cooed softly “You sound so cute when the tip pops in.” His voice grew closer to a groan.
“How’d you-“
“Honey, I know the sounds you make to every inch of me.” He chuckled.
Their heart hammered in their chest at his laugh and the stretch of him. Another inch had them gripping onto the back of the chair for dear life. They lifted for a moment of relief before shifting deeper down onto it, a shaky groan passed their lips. “F-fuck.”
Their legs shook a moment, knees threatened to buckle from the pleasure as they sunk further. Their groan twisted to a whimper when his voice growled over the comm “Ugh those sweet little sounds. You’ve got me so hard… Half way there honey you’re doing great.”
“S-sir I don’t think I can -“
“Yes you can-“ his throaty command cut their protest short “touch yourself, you can do it, go all the way.”
They started slowly, stroking and caressing. Between Poe’s praise and their own hand their body relaxed, allowing his replicated girth to ease all the in until they hit the flared base.
“I - I did it.” Their mixture of huffs and groans filled the tight space. “F-feels so g-good sir.” They slowly lifted and sank, a low fire building in their belly. Every nerve felt alight with the stretch of it.
The mixture of noises from the lube, the toy, the creaking chair and Poe’s whimpering pet sent his mind spinning. “You’re taking me so well honey I know it. Shit you sound so good.” Mechanical clicking and whirring sounded over the comm, “I’m cutting my mission short, you stay right there.”
“W-what?” They groaned, another lift up and slow slide down pushed them closer to release.
“I’m only a couple parsecs away. I can’t stay away from you like this.” His tone turned to something hungry, deep.
They sat down fully to give their legs a rest and whimpered at the feel of him deep inside them, “H-how long.” They huffed.
“Not long.” Poe clipped, “stay right where you are, you need to be ready for what I have in store for you.”
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i have planned to write a pseudo-essay or some kind of detailed look at linebeck in phantom hourglass and how he can be interpreted as autistic but thats not going very well right now so here are some autistic linebeck headcanons
He has low empathy and as such has a hard time responding very well to emotional situations, but he can take advantage of his lower empathy in situations where empathy could make things harder, like tending to wounds or rationally handling emotionally-charged situations
His coat is a comfort object and he made it specifically to act as a very slight accommodation; it’s heavy and barely lets any light through it, and he can keep all kinds of little things in pockets sewn into the inner lining, but larger objects do make it more uncomfortable to wear at times. It’s mostly good to carry around things to fidget or stim with and can be helpful in trying to recover from overwhelming sensory experiences
He doesn’t usually stim in public, but taps his fingers on tables quickly and tends to rhythmically snap his fingers when excited, and on his ship is more vocal and more willing to stim, even if around others. One of his main stims that he’ll do for no particular reason is that he’ll hold his arm or back of his wrist/hand up to his nose and mouth for the smell.
He masks frequently to please people. His default mask is that arrogant and brave front he puts up for islanders and other he may come across. Usually, if that mask doesn’t work, he tends to double-down because it usually works and, in his experience, dropping the mask has usually gone badly (non masking he’s rude and blunt but more outwardly excited about adventure and his ship and all of that, i consider it where overseas in the game is when he usually isn’t masking. this shifts his arc to be about him learning to stop masking and feel comfortable being himself)
His special interests could include stuff related to treasure hunting but it could really range from stuff about adventuring or the ocean or engineering (relating to his ship) to stuff not at all touched in the game like music. He really enjoys music, listening to it, playing it, and writing it. He also enjoys and is fascinated by shellfish.
When busy or otherwise occupied, he doesn't usually notice when he's hungry. He doesn't have as much of a problem noticing thirst or exhaustion, but feeling hunger is a problem for him, and often leads to him going a long time without eating. On the other hand, he doesn't mind eating the same thing repeatedly and is perfectly fine with blander foods, so handling food supplies for when he'll be overseas for a long time is easy for him.
He knows he's autistic, he's known for a pretty long time, and he has books on it; he also knows that Link is autistic, but doesn't say anything about it and instead waits until someone else tells him. Until (and after, I suppose) Link actually learns that he's autistic Linebeck just makes sure to keep note of what accommodations he might need and if there are any textures or tastes or smells he can't stand. He doesn't have much of a problem helping out during sensory overloads, even soon after meeting him. It's more out of understanding how it feels to not have your needs met and a sort of solidarity rather than actual friendship.
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Hey dude! I have a question about the Mutter Museum controversy.
I certainly understand reviewing the exhibits to see what can be done to minimize the ongoing damage of colonialism. (Indigenous remains could be repatriated for example.) But what would happen if they decided to take down an exhibit of suspicious/unpleasant origins that doesn't have a clear origin?
For example, I saw a lot of skulls in the wall of skulls that have plaques that say something like: "Italy. Unknown Adult Male. Highwayman. Hanged 1832." Would they somehow try to track down that person's last living relative? Would they respectfully bury the remains somewhere? Would they just take them off public view and put them in labeled boxes in a storeroom?
Is it considered bad in the museum world to display anything that was probably obtained by grave robbing or buying up the bodies of dead criminals/destitute people who died of illness in a hospital? Is it because it's seen as condoning those practices, or because it's just disrespectful to the people who didn't get to consent that their bodies be experimented on and gawked at for 100 years?
Anyway, sorry this is a super long ask. I live in Philly now and there's a lot of public buzz around this so I'm interested in your take as a museum professional. Feel free to answer/not answer as convenient!!
Hey bud, it's good to hear from you!!! I want to disclaim that I'm not the foremost expert in any of this and it's actually a relatively new front of discussion in the museum world, but you pretty much got it!
The example you gave, an unnamed person who was hanged for a crime they may or may not have committed (who's to say with no further evidence)- that would be an instant alert for me that this person almost certainly didn't consent to having their body displayed forever in a museum thousands of miles away and hundreds of years later. I think all three things you listed: tracking down descendants, reburying the remains, or "burying" them in storage- are all real possibilities.
Unfortunately, the most likely is "burying" the remains in a collections storage room somewhere (basically hiding- my personal opinion again, but I also usually don't see the purpose in keeping something accessioned in a museum's collection if the public can't interact with it in some way). As you can probably tell, I don't think it's the the best solution, but arguably slightly better than being out on exhibit. Next would be reburying- though that gets complicated because where, when, and who's involved? Hunting down descendants or relatives is the best in my opinion, but also the toughest- especially because it seems like there'd be an awful lot of research or DNA work involved in the case you listed. Still, this usually ends up crossing over with reburying, especially in the cases I've seen with Native remains.
As for your second question about grave robbing or handling the remains of people who were criminals, poor, etc- yes, I think it's safe to say the growing attitude in the museum world is that it's not a cool thing to do. This definitely wasn't always the attitude, and I think that's part of the problem ongoing with the Mütter right now. I would say the arguments around it tend to fall into the second camp of not having consent- in my time as a museum curator, I used to be unable to display like...paintings and other things just because someone back in the day didn't get the right paperwork (written consent) filled out by the donor. The same principals apply for human remains, although I'd argue to an even higher standard considering they're....you know, people.
To wrap up my ramble, I think it's okay when people deliberately donate their bodies for the purpose of display and exhibition. That's their decision to make, and if the museum agrees at the time they make an agreement, there you go! But I think the heart of this whole issue really lies with the fact that for most of history, the bodies that were being displayed or dissected or used for medical education were stolen in one way or another. So many of them belonged to people who suffered injustices and had their voices silenced or suppressed in life, so who are we to do that in death as well? I think there's much better ways to tell their stories than to deprive them of proper rest or burial.
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