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#shizaya#izuo#izaya orihara#shizuo heiwajima#Imma start posting old art on tumblr because my ass dont have anything for shizaya week#actually i do but im shy#>///<#drrr#homegrown flesh
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Zosan au where they both simultaneously wake up in the body of their future selves sleeping in the same bed and instead of freaking out they decide it’s just a dream and proceed to confess to eachother and be soft for the entire day. And then eventually they roll up to the galley and Nami is like, “Where the fuck have you guys been? We all woke up in our future selves body and we need to find a way back. We’ve been waiting for you!” And Zoro and Sanji just stare at eachother out of the corner of their eyes and internally panic.
#I assume there would be some emotional distress on both sides when they get back because they’re dumb at#I want to flesh this out more but I get too in my head about these things so I’m trying to be more spontaneous#zosan#one piece#sanji#roronoa zoro#homegrown worms
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hholy shit dude
i have not been on tumblr in a While and i just noticed the last post was two years ago on here
so i updated the bio w new gender stuff and changed my age bc damn. i was a baby bro, i was 17 when i started this
not gonna change anything else bc im content with how the blog looks but i am glad my hyperfixation changed last year
to utmv. and i have many ocs and thoughts for it and its consumed my life and i am going to draw stuff for the cpau (/threat) bc it is a Staple in this community and may the gods strike me down if i dont
n e ways, expect more stuff from me soon :)
i rlly do enjoy tumblr and art but my god have i just been stuck in a depressive rut for months
and i havent drawn a lot :(
#shy speaks#tw swearing#idk if i should tag that#but i think itd be funny to lol#bc its just casual swearing#also#adhd rambling#i got sidetracked talking about stuff#i have an au i love but havent rlly fleshed out and i rlly wanna share it#i just refer to is as homegrown au#for reasons ill share in the future
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the moments where Cloud insists he used to be a 1st Class SOLDIER were a bit more ambiguous in the OG- SOLDIER's hierarchy hadn't really been fleshed out enough for us to know whether it was plausible for Cloud to be making these claims
that's not the case with Remake, coming as it does after several retcons to the SOLDIER hierarchy. in particular, 1st Class Operatives appeared as late game rank-and-fodder random encounters in the OG along with their 2nd and 3rd Class counterparts, but post-retcon, they seem to be exceedingly rare, to the point that we really only know of four in total across the entire franchise. Crisis Core's depiction of them and their mission structure seems to cast them as strategic assets- extreme measures, to be deployed specifically in the securing of high value targets, and in scenarios where Shinra needs to shore up their image by trotting out one of their world famous homegrown "heroes"
it makes Reno's reaction here completely understandable, and makes Cloud seem even more unstable. he might as well be claiming to be the fifth Beatle (Billy Preston notwithstanding)
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Louis Rare Pair Fest 2023
[A rare pair fest for all Louis Tomlinson rare pairs! Thank you to all of this year's amazing writers! Please remember to leave kudos and comments on these rare pair fics if you read and enjoy them! We'll be back in 2024 for another round!]
And a massive thank you to all of the rare pair readers as well!
/// M A S T E R P O S T ///
✦ lonely in [paris] by f_ckromeoandjuliet / @louiesonlyangel
[T, 5k, Louis/Awsten Knight, fic post]
Summer flings are complicated and healing comes from the strangest places. // Alternate version of Louis's tour where he's in a secret relationship with Awsten Knight from Waterparks. Based on Awsten tweeting at Louis.
✦ Crush by @allwaswell16
[T, 1k, Louis/Niall, fic post]
When Niall stops smiling around the office, his co-worker Louis sets out to lift his mood with the help of their office mates.
✦ Feeling Feline by LadyAJ_13 / @ladyaj-13
[T, 4k, Louis/Niall, fic post]
“I’m telling you,” drifts through the cracked door, and Louis’ ears prick, twitching with interest. “There’s something wrong with that cat.” “Have you talked to Liam?” asks another voice, worried. Louis thinks it’s the tall one with curly hair. Taller one. They’re all tall when you’re ten inches high. “Not medically wrong,” the blond one says. “But I swear, and I know this sounds nuts, but I don’t think he’s a cat?”
✦ must be love by @nouies
[NR, 6k, Louis/Andrew Garfield, fic post]
AU where Louis doesn’t know how to approach his neighbour, and Andrew keeps receiving homegrown vegetables at his door.
✦ Got My Chaos Automatic by LetTheMusicMoveYou / @letthemusicmoveyou28
[E, 3k, Louis/Zayn/Liam, fic post]
Louis shrugs his shoulders as nonchalantly as he can manage in his aroused state. “Let you stay in my house didn’t I?” He narrows his eyes at the spliff still between Liam’s fingers. “Let you smoke my weed. Seems like a fair trade to me.” Liam raises a brow challengingly. His expression is mostly unimpressed, but even from the other side of the room, Louis can still see the glint in Liam’s eyes. He likes it when Louis makes him work for it too. Zayn chuckles darkly. “Looks like someone came home with an attitude. What’s wrong Lou? No one on the road with you that could put you in your place hmm?” (Or the one where Louis comes home from tour feeling exhausted, yet antsy. Luckily, Liam and Zayn are there to put him back together).
✦ it's the summer of our love by localopa / @voulezloux
[G, 3k, Louis/Ryan Ross, fic post]
ryan is in love with his best friend and gym bro, louis. the problem? ryan is straight.
✦ softer than satin by cinnamons / @sunbellylou
[E, 4k, Louis/Joel Miller (The Last of Us), fic post]
“Wanna go back to bed,” Louis whispered languidly, voice partly muffled by his boyfriend’s lips on his. “Mm, but we just got up, baby,” Joel murmured. Lips touching softly with each syllable. Hands groping the soft flesh around Louis’ hips, kneading at the skin there and feeling his curves.
✦ Daydream by @allwaswell16
[T, 2k, Louis/Zayn, fic post]
Every Thursday, Louis nods hello to her fellow regulars at Horan’s Cafe, one of whom is the woman of her dreams.
✦ One by @allwaswell16
[E, 4k, Louis/Tommy Shelby (Peaky Blinders), fic post]
When omega Louis Tomlinson becomes pregnant after an unexpected encounter, he decides his only option is to flee his pack. But Tommy Shelby, pack alpha of the Peaky Blinders, might not be willing to let him go so easily.
✦ Chaos by @haztobegood
[M, 100 words, Louis/OMC (bodyguard), fic post]
Against the barricade, it’s complete chaos.
✦ Baking Memories by @haztobegood
[T, 2k, Louis/Jack Cochrane (The Snuts), fic post]
After a long day of songwriting, Jack convinces Louis to bake mince pies together.
✦ Jump! by @reminiscingintherain
[M, 15k, Louis/Tommy Longhurst (Only the Poets), fic post]
He let out a noise of surprise as his arms were suddenly full of a sweaty body, as Tommy threw himself at Louis and held on tightly. “Thank you so fucking much,” he muttered against Louis’ shoulder, squeezing a little. “You have no idea how much this means to us.” Louis softened a little, gently tapping Tommy’s back. “I absolutely know what this means, lad,” he replied, his voice gentle and supportive. “The way you’re reacting to being out there? That’s exactly why I chose you for the support slot.” He gave a reassuring squeeze. “You deserve this, okay?” He pulled back a little, gripping the back of Tommy’s neck and looking him in the eyes. “You deserve this.”
#lrpf23#masterpost#1d rare pairs#nouis#zouis#zouiam#reminiscingintherain#haztobegood#allwaswell16#sunbellylou#letthemusicmoveyou28#voulezloux#nouies#ladyaj-13#louiesonlyangel
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When he leans in, breath hot against the skin, he smells of cigars and whiskey, a cool bitter cologne no one else in town uses. Where he walks, death is not far behind. He holds the city in his palm and sometimes, he squeezes until it bleeds. Arkham’s homegrown villain - even if he doesn’t admit it, he could only come from here. He sits in a leather chair in his fancy suits, his fedora on his desk beside his rows of expensive black pens. He sits in his office with the shades down, with maps on the walls, maps of the city, the county, the country, the world… and maps of places that don’t exist, couldn’t exist. Right? With a face made for Hollywood, a voice born for the talkies, he plans, debating the fates of his enemies, the destiny of his conquests, the birth of new enterprises in the unsteady raw stage of the world. He sees the signs that no one else does. He sees change before it arrives. Little surprises him. When something does, it never has the chance again. He is possessive over his property, most of all the two young souls who dared challenge him, most of all the ghost of the man who got away. He hates, he schemes, maybe, even loves. But he smiles for sure. He smiles and his flesh stretches, strains, as something horrible shifts to the surface. Most cannot identify it, but all can sense it. The inhumanity in this shell of a man. The ancient evil that is of his own design. No, he is not from Arkham, but he has chosen it for his own, and he will damn any who challenges him to fates horrific and unimaginable. No, he is not human, that criminal, that mobster, Nathan O’Tipp, but oh, he loves humanity. He adores them all, and their antfarm of Earth, so, so much.
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@slenders1ckn3ss @jacqueswriteblrlibrary @redacted-metallum @actualblanketgremlin @higgs-space @phantomnations @mushabumi @assistantdirector--janson @aldhidbah @sabtael @yourheartonfireblog @jade-island-lives @carnocus @cecuesta @darkhorse-javert @comicgoblinart @lizadomuch @minutiaewriter @izzyspussy @passthebeat-blog-blog @dragonedged-if @andromedaexists @cyanide-latte @suckerpunchfemale @late-to-the-fandom @eldritch-flower @cljordan-imperium @royal1asset-if @pineywitch @fragrant-stars @mynameis40and4 @starry-voids @wubsbian @elbritch-kit @tousled-birdmad-girl @ajdoesthings @pen-for-sword @bee-barnes-author
#writeblr#writeblr community#cthulhu mythos#wip: psi#lovecraft mythos#i know my fellow Mythos fans can tell who this guy is#admittedly he's not being very subtle#wip: yellow window
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The Weasley family
I wrote Garreth's family into You need only ask and wanted to flesh out the characters a bit, especially my sweet Charlotte 🌼 there's also been some chat in the Garreth discord about Hector and Oscar! None of this is canon except that he has a younger sister and his dad's name starts with a G, so this is all just headcanon 😌
Ages at the time Garreth is at the end of seventh year (18).
Dad: Griffith, 45
Griffith is career-focused with high ambitions—he works at the Ministry in law enforcement with his eye on the top job in his department. He's a powerful wizard with great skill in duelling, though he doesn't often show this side of himself to his family.
He loves his family dearly, and they will always be his priority, but he can come across as cold when he doesn't openly show his emotions. He believes that hard work and sensible decisions will gain you success and doesn't entirely approve of his middle son's lofty entrepreneurial and creative goals.
Mum: Harriet, 42
Harriet is warm, friendly and incredibly family-oriented. A housewife for several years, she gave up her job as a magical horticulturist when she fell pregnant with Oscar.
Her favourite subject at school was predictably Herbology and she uses her cultivating skills to grow various plants in her large garden, preparing salves for cuts and scrapes and potions for all manner of domestic uses. She also loves to cook with her homegrown ingredients and passes on her cooking skills and family recipes to all of her children.
Brother: Oscar, 21
Academically gifted and a seemingly model student, Oscar was given the role of prefect in his sixth year at Hogwarts. In reality, he merely had a talent for being discreet with his rule breaking. He often used his status to keep his friends (and little brother) out of trouble and had a habit of using the prefects' bathroom for 'extracurricular activities'.
He works as an Obliviator at the Ministry, though his passion lies in Quidditch as a huge supporter of the Chudley Cannons. When he plays, he's a Keeper, though he didn't quite have the talent to carry it on as a career.
Brother: Hector, 13
Hector started Hogwarts whilst Garreth was in his fifth year. As soon as he overheard about the unsanctioned duelling club, Crossed Wands, he was hooked. Whilst he only had the courage to watch the other duellists at first, once in his second year at school he started to duel, occasionally roping his brother into partnering with him.
It comes as no surprise that his favourite class is Defence Against the Dark Arts, closely followed by Charms. When he's not practicing his wand work, he's researching new spells to master, warning himself a little bit of a reputation as a bookworm.
Sister: Charlotte, 8
Intensely curious with an insatiable thirst for knowledge. She loves asking questions, even when they might not be appropriate (as with any young child) or get her into trouble.
She's a little wild and hard to control, much to the dismay of her overworked parents. She inherited a love of the natural world from her mother and loves to explore and be outside, spending hours climbing, rambling and hiding out in her treehouse.
She can't wait to start Hogwarts to see what all the fuss is about.
#garreth weasley#garreth weasley headcanon#you need only ask#oscar weasley#hector weasley#charlotte weasley
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OK I think I've recovered from Go Go Go Reverend Cummies well enough to have my actual point, which is:
How do you think the gender experience of being in someone else's body works in TLT? If you stuck most (cis?) dudes in a (cis?) woman's body, they'd potentially experience quite a lot of dysphoria straight off the bat, and I can confirm that the reverse is true*
Does Pal just manage to internalise the idea that he's in someone else's body? Does he just have so much self-control that he can ignore the dysphoria? Is Cam trans and in possession of a body that Pal doesn't mind so much? Is Pal trans and used to it? Is Palamedes a trans woman in denial and deliberately not thinking too hard about the fact that being in Cam's body feels right?
Pyrrha does seem to experience some dysphoria over having facial hair, to the point of asking Palamedes to do necromantic electrolysis on her face. She seems fairly comfortable having no shirt on in G1d's body and calling herself "daddy" though, so I think even pre-lyctorhood she had some Gender (TM) going on.
Please help me rotate the gender in this series in my mind!
*Source: I'm trans and I remember how noticeably better I felt the instant I had surgery, for instance. Our boy Pal is gonna notice those tits and the lack of a dick.
I'm always, always thinking about the *gestures vaguely* genderfuck experiences of body swapping. Anyway, this ended up a super rambly mess of headcanons… sorry.
My headcanon on Gender and the Houses, at large, is that everyone at large is pretty “whatever” about it, and it’s nbd how people choose to present or identify—so maybe not as many people experience some amount of gender dysphoria as they would in a society that’s more rigidly gender, but it’s still a thing. Enter: flesh necromancy! I’m especially fond of this hc by @thewinterstale on how the necromantic miracle that got Cyrus and Valancy noticed by John and invited to Canaan House, early post-resurrection, was that Cyrus perfected gender-affirming flesh necromancy (and that’s why they are SO proud of their beautifully crafted bodies). This is unrelated to Pal, but I just like the idea that gender-affirming necromancy is a thing that happens in the Houses—except probably the Ninth because they don’t have any homegrown flesh necromancers and no access to the rest of the system, but I believe they still do stuff like in House-top surgery and bone straps on.
Re: bodyswapping, I think that in a situation like Palamedes and Camilla (ending up in someone else's body) most people would experience some amount of body dysmorphia before even taking Gender Feels into account. Humans are used to spending their whole life in a body that feels and moves and reacts in a certain way—when that changes abruptly, it’s going to feel a bit odd to very distressing, depending on the person and how sharp the difference is. I think there IS going to be a certain level of WTF?? if you’re suddenly in a body that doesn’t match your self-image, regardless of whether that self-image extends to gender dysphoria or whether you're even particularly attached to your concept of gender identity. But if you ARE and if the new body doesn't match what you need, then I think a different gender presentation and/or a different set of genitalia or other secondary sex characteristics is going to make that worse.
On Palamedes specifically, I do headcanon him as a cis guy in a cis female body, but I also think he wouldn't feel any specific way about it. This is less to do with gender and a lot more to do with the fact that I don't see Palamedes as someone who is especially in tune with his physical body to the point that he’d experience dysphoria or body dysmorphia. He gives me the same vibes as Harrow, who sort of treats her body like a meat vehicle that gets her where she needs to go, but doesn’t feel any specific way about the shape it takes and routinely forgets she even has one.
OTOH, I feel like Camilla would have a much stronger reaction to being shoved inside someone else’s body, regardless of whether it matches her gender identity—I actually think she'd be more distressed if she ended up in a body that was noticeably weaker or built very different than her own vs. if she ended up in a body that didn’t match her gender identity. While someone like Corona, who IMO puts a lot more stock into her gender presentation, wouldn’t deal that well if she switched bodies with, idk, Babs (very much A Guy regardless of whether he���s trans or cis) or even Gideon (cis butch woman) who might also have tits but presents in a very different way.
/SORRY THIS IS SO RAMBLY I keep thinking about this stuff. Also I feel like the lyctors have fucked with gender presentation and flesh magic so much over the millennia that they have all reshaped their bodies fifty different times and at any point it's always a surprise what they look like naked.
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Well sometimes if you want something written you gotta do it yourself 😤😤 aka my introduction yet into another fandom- Homegrown Pet. If you haven’t played or watched a let’s play (I suggest you watch ManlyBadassHero’s gameplay), then I HIGHLY suggest to do so 😌 also didn’t know if I wanted Hector to refer to reader as master or not, but lmk which one you prefer and reader is gender neutral!
CW: small mention of blood, minor suggestive towards the end (?) but still fluffy!
Your relationship with Hector was…something.
From a scientific standpoint, it was symbiotic. You both benefitted from one another- your messes were easily cleaned up after another day of work, and he was able to satisfy his…urges for the time being. It was beneficial for you both, and neither one of you had any complaints at the end of the day.
And it felt nice to have some sort of company with your occupation. You can’t remember the last time you baked for someone- let alone for yourself.
Even if Hector was no longer the gurgling blob that once balled himself up at your feet, he still had his cravings for sweets (among other things, but you couldn’t risk taking extra missions right now), and his constant need to be near you. What was once seen as curiosity became something as a routine for you both- with the exception of Hector being the tiny pet he once was. But even with his growth, it seemed as if his appetite had little change (if at all).
Mixing the white chocolate and pouring it in the mold, you contemplated why you put so much effort into making this dessert to share. It was the time for one of your scheduled dessert parties- a small time to relax and indulge in your sweet tooth without any shame. You bought plenty of sweets from the little bakery in town, but Hector still insisted that you make one from scratch. He claimed that while the bakery was as still delicious, the sweets made by your own hand tasted better.
You didn’t understand and you squashed the bubbling curiosity before it could bloom to something more. You assumed it to be a creature thing and said nothing more- though you were still curious as to why you obliged his request so easily. Maybe it was the atmosphere that made you drop your guard- it was an unusual feeling.
But you didn’t dwell on it as your timer went off.
“Is it done?”
“Just about.” You didn’t even have to turn around to notice Hector- you felt his hulking presence peering at you for some time now.
You’ve grown accustomed to Hector speaking actual words now instead of his gurgles like before, and to him being in such a humanoid form. If anything, he could fully pass off as a human-
“It smells delicious.”
Then you see out of the corner of your eye movement underneath his skin, as if whatever is trapped is begging for its release, and his long tongue drag out for a second from his sharp tooth grin on his neck.
You let him forgo his bandages, giving him the freedom to show his true self (or at least not to hide his extra features- you’re not really sure if this is his true final form). You don’t get guests at your home, and you don’t have any friends to invite over, so there was no need for them. You could see in his eyes how comfortable he was without them, despite how well he acts with them on.
“Well be patient- it has to cool.” You reprimanded, grabbing his tan hand before he could tear apart the cake like he’s done with your targets. Despite being so well mannered, he still had his slip ups when it came to sweets (and human flesh).
A rumble left his chest and he appeared to be pouting a bit, but understood. Still obedient from the day you began taking care of him, despite having the ability to tear you apart like child’s play- it was a bit fascinating.
You popped open the freezer, taking out the small mold. The white chocolate should be set by now, and you should give him something to hold him over until the cake is cooled. That was the only reason you were letting him snack- not from the pitiful look that glazed over his face.“Here.”
You held the piece in between your fingers, nearing his human mouth. You remember him saying he could taste it better using it rather his other mouth.
Hector’s emerald eyes instantly focused on the treat, and anyone else would have been intimidated by his hungry gaze- but you knew that he wouldn’t hurt you. You trust him-
Trust?
A forlorn smile played at your lips- how long has it been since you could say that about anyone?
How could you find it so easy to say that about him?
The awaiting question went to the back of your mind as Hector grabbed at your wrist. For someone so strong, he handled you delicately as if you could break with just a mere touch.
It all happened so fast.
Your eyes widened as Hector brought your fingers to his mouth, using his tongue to swipe the candy and lick at any flavor left on your tips.
All while his eyes bore into yours.
The sensation was…something, and your brain started working again once your fingers didn’t feel as warm anymore. Though his smile and the wetness glazing your finger tips were left as a reminder of what just happened.
You could hear him murmuring- growling to himself at how delectable that was, the shifting under his skin increasing before stilling all at once.
“Thank you.” You couldn’t tell whether he was trying to tease you or if he had genuinely no clue as to what he just done. But Hector was intelligent enough to converse with other humans on missions, and something told you that he knew exactly what he was doing. His smile was too carnal to not.
But you simply turned back to the oven, trying to get yourself to focus once more and not be so disheveled in front of him.
He appeared to be gazing at you so intently, as if gauging your reaction. You had things to do and party to prepare for- no time to go over how he caused such a fluttery feeling in your stomach.
But you could also use some help for last minute preparations as well- not because you didn’t want him to leave.
“The cake should be cooled completely within the next ten minutes- would you want to help icing it?”
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Seeing Hector beam his sharp teeth with bliss as he bit into your cake caused you to feel satisfaction bloom into your chest- and a possible answer to one of your many questions from today.
It wasn’t the same feeling of satisfaction you would get as another target was eradicated. This felt…different.
Sharing your favorite desserts with him, seeing him genuinely smile- it brought a sense of joy that you once thought you lost forever.
But you can’t help but feel grateful to know that you found it again- along with finding someone willing to be by your side.
#dream rambles about homegrown pet 🥩🍭#home grown pet#homegrown pet#homegrown pet x reader#homegrown pet hector x reader#hector x reader
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Something I’m working on
Just wanted to share a little something I’ve been fleshing out for the upcoming TWHHA challenge for summer 2023. Inspired by some nice indie music I’ve been listening to lately.
Preview of the upcoming fic: Small Talk
Her songs play on the radio all the time.
There’s a new one playing on the morning of his 28th birthday, and he doesn’t realize it until it’s too late because he is thinking about the bakery.
Is there enough of the rye in stock or will he need to proof more for the lunch rush? Had he remembered to order more cardamom and fennyl?
Her voice breaks in and cuts through the early morning distractions.
Rolling down the window of the driver’s seat
Looking for a place to breathe
Knowing where I’m at and where I’m meant to be
Tryna close the space between
He hasn’t heard her in a while, even though her music is extremely popular. He’s gotten good at surfing the channels, avoiding the ones that usually play her genre at peak listening times. But sometimes he slips.
Or rather she creeps up on him.
She sounds as smooth and bright and lovely as he remembered. Her tone is in perfect harmony with the strumming of the guitar.
He feels 17 again. Watching her sing a solo in music assembly. Watching the world burst into color and sound and light with all the violence of a hurricane.
But you’re just right, not enough
Look around, you’re missing all the good stuff
Her voice is joined by a male one, the one she’s been singing with for years now. He expects the sting, even after all this time. What he doesn’t think he’ll ever get used to is being thrown right back into that moment.
When he first heard her.
He’s still that boy, blindsided and thunderstruck. Within him there’s still that instinctual struggle. He’s unable to choose between keeping his eyes open, not wanting to miss a thing, and closing his eyes to hear her better and feel the way she moves effortlessly between the notes, with his whole heart.
Thoughts can take you on a ride
I’m a satellite, you’re a starry night
I’m tryna stay between the lines
The car behind him honks startling him. He opens his eyes, unaware when he had even closed them as he idled at the intersection. Waiting on the red light that had turned green while he was occupied with thoughts of the past.
She was half a world away and her words still had the power to reach inside of him and make a disaster of his equilibrium.
His hand reached out to turn the volume down, even though he could tell the song was almost over.
But the familiar voice of the local radio DJ, Lavina Suthers interrupted him.
“That was the new single, “Weatherman,” by The Wild Rivers, still holding strong at its number 1 spot on the countdown. Speaking of spectacular success, have we mentioned that its been confirmed? Katniss Everdeen is returning to Panem in just two weeks for the last leg of Homegrown, The Wild River’s U.S. tour! Tickets are already sold out for their special performance that’s happening at The Arena on Saturday the 12th. The place where it all started! Where the Wild Rivers gave their first ever performance that started them on their whirlwind path to fame and fortune. But lucky for all our dear listeners we still have two tickets up for grabs! All you have to do to win them is be the first one to call in when…..”
Peeta tuned out the rest of whatever the announcer was saying.
His heart was beating a mile a minute.
His hands were clenching the stearing wheel in a death grip that he couldn’t seem to let go of, even after he pulled into the bakery parking lot.
Katniss Everdeen was coming back to Panem after ten years.
She would be playing right down the street from his bakery.
“Shit.” He exclaimed before throwing his old pickup into park and lifting his hands up to his face.
“Why now?” He groaned, to no one in particular, but the question hung in the air.
Like one of her catchy tunes on repeat in his head.
#SNEAK PEEKS#Small Talk#lemonluvwrites#modern AU#musicians#musicians au#second chance au#everlark#thg#everlark fanfiction
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i listened to too much synthwave while doing my horrible tasks today so it got me thinking about my yakuza cyberpunk au concept which i dont think ive ever posted about
(yes the jacket is full-length/down to the ankles, i just had to cut off the picture bc this drawing is from 2019 and the proportions are WACK)
so basically majima has cybernetic implants shimano wanted him to get for both his eye and also all the areas where his tattoo covers. i havent fully fleshed out the ideas but obviously the eye thing can enable him to zoom in and see infrared or whatever. also I think that the back piece maybe has like 2 “snakes”/metal tentacle things that can come OUT of it as though the snakes from his tattoo were coming alive. (but theyre robot parts. idk if im im explaining any sense im so tired)
so the implants are really heavy duty impressive ones, maybe even experimental, so his body is always rejecting them which is why the places where its attached to his human flesh look hideously irritated and infected. maybe you can see that better in this pic a little idk.
also he has a cybernetic Bat which is just a regular Bat but it has some blinking lights on it for the AestheticTM. (just kidding it probably doubles as a tazer or something idk)
goda ryuji is obviously just how he is in dead souls haha.
and the new ideas i had today were that kadokura is a cybernetics developed/manufacturer (Rachi Future Solutions or something lollll), and when he recruits sato into becoming a Cyber Hitman (what is a hitman called in a cyberpunk world.. idk) sato doesnt get a gun arm or anything but he does get some modifications done to improve his already-supernatural bodily steadiness, probably at least one cybernetic eye etc., and he DOES get a chip put in his brain that can relay him information and stuff but also (unbenoknwst to sato) allows kadokura to monitor him at all times, see through his eyes etc., and even to manipulate and shut down certain emotions ! *FROZEN ROAR SPOILERS* so in this au sato is more of a victim, he ilterally couldnt feel remorse for his crimes, remorse was turned off !!!!!
but then when he goes to abashiri the chip is Out Of Range or Not Getting Reception or something! so when sato meets ok*dera (who is Of Course does a bit of a mechanic on the side and can do really rough and ready cybernetics stuff—nothing like the sleek Rachi Future Solutions tech, its clunky and made up of old parts and so on but it gets the job done) suddenly satos brain starts to heal a little and oh no why doesnt he want to complete his mission ????
and probably at the end of the story okduera like gives sato a chip he had in HIS brain so even the Japan Central Computer or whatever the inevitably fascist surveillance state government has would read sato as ok*dera. (though how this helps given that ok*dera is wanted dead by the mob is an open question, as it is in canon..)
also i think that instead of having the mountain village vs city be like “this village people DONT have cybernetics, theyre ACTUALLY human” its more about tech sovereignty! like the mountain village is better because the cybernetics they use are homegrown and repairable and powered by their own code, not run by giant evil corporations who control them from afar and block out every good memory youve ever had or whatever
also yama-oroshi is obviously a giant mecha bear
anyway if you read this reblog and add ideas for other characters that people actually care about like kiryu and nishiki
#yakuza#cyberpunk#majima goro#rgg#au#memecomradeoriginal#this is a lot#idk its fun to think about it#please let me know if you have a ideas#kadokura#sato kiyoshi
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Thinking of writing a fanfic crossover where Jack and Nana end up in Decking city after a magical accident (Still fleshing out the details of how said accident worked).
If comfortable answering:
I'm curious about how you think Nana and Jack would react to such a such a big change in a new place like that, in a general sense. Especially if there's a bigger issue bringing them here and they realize they have to solve it to go home.
Thank you, and lovely day either way ପ(๑•ᴗ•๑)ଓ ♡
A fanfic of Jack and Nana would make me screech because they are the most ship ever for me and I'd be overjoyed. 😭💚❤️ The concept of anyone considering taking time out of their day and writing a fic about my OCs in general makes me happy.
and WOW my brain waves are powerful because I was literally thinking of an old Beanstalked plot point that basically dealt with the idea of how the main team get yeeted from Lore to Earth and have to figure out how to get back and how to tie it to Glitter and Guilt for a funny little crossover arc.
I won't go into detail about the ACTUAL events that cause it to potentially happen (bc I dunno if I'll do it...I mean I probably will but as a separate oneshot from the main storylines of both stories) BUT I can def answer how Jack and Nana would respond to a similar situation.
This will be a long one so buckle in
First thing to know is that Lore and Earth are two separate planets in the same solar system. Both are waaay closer than either think.
Lore occupants know about Earth, specifically they know it as "The World without Magic/Happy Endings/Fairy Tales/etc." It's kinda of mythicized.
Earth has no idea Lore is a thing because Lore has magic rings (kinda like Saturn's but cooler I dare say) that spin around it and make it invisible.
Bloopers are a glitch in reality in Lore where things from Earth often pop up there. Often old or lost objects.
Jack works part time for Baba, who tends to have a whole bunch of bloopers in his shop, which means he has very mild knowledge of Earth. Not a whole lot but if he winded up there-he would know "Oh! This is Earth!" and he'd be able to point out some stuff and name it. So he would know a car when he sees one-it's just a matter of actually being aware of how one works.
Hazel and Kettle have a TON of bloopers they hoard in their bedroom which serves as the attic for the inn Miss Castor is the keeper of. Specifically, they have the super fun bloopers like retro game consoles and comic books. Chances are, they even have some Sweetheart merch but are under the belief that she is merely fictional character.
So Jack is vaguely aware of Sweetheart. SPECIFICALLY as "The pink hero my little siblings thinks is cool".
Merch of villains is a whole lot more locked down with most being illegal save for what is made for the Decking City Park of Heroes AKA the Disney World/Universal Studios of Decking City entirely focusing on it's homegrown hero culture.
So Bitterbat is def not someone Jack is aware of.
When it comes to Nana, she doesn't really dabble much in bloopers or even learning about Earth. Unless it's from Jack's ramblings or mini adventures, she tends to limit herself to Lore and its shenanigans. She spent most her life living in a forest and is just now branching out to learn more about Briar Patch and Lore as a whole thanks to Jack making her realize "Oh hey the outside world is kinda fun".
She's taking baby steps and Earth is a very big jump she ain't trynna make yet.
So when it comes to them getting yeeted to Earth, SPECIFICALLY Decking City, Nana is def more reliant on Jack when it comes to knowledge. Where ever he is going, she is gonna be right there, hugging onto one of his arms for dear life because neither wants to lose the other.
Decking City is very interesting with how it's the least mundane setting for Jack and Nana to wind up in, which works perfectly because they come from a fantasy world. They will ironically feel a lot more comfortable when they see a giant monster attacking or some hero versus villain battle going on than dealing with crossing the street with a buncha traffic or even walking through a grocery store aka over stimulant central.
The biggest problem would be adapting to their temporary stay. Decking City is loud and busy and both would be overwhelmed quite easily from just the sights and sounds alone. A city is vastly more imposing than a kingdom when it comes to its buildings and even then, Jack and Nana spend most their time in Briar Patch which is a small humble town.
Nana would have the worse time because her keen Lupine hearing means every car honk, screech of tires, Kaiju alert siren, civilian yelling at another civilian, would lead to the biggest headache.
Protecting the other and making sure they're safe is their main priority. They care deeply about each other and seeing the constant look of discomfort on Nana's face and how nervous she is is enough to break Jack's heart. And the second anyone so much as breathes in the slightest bit of irritation at Jack seeming to not know where or what he's doing, under the belief he's a tourist, would lead to Nana snarling with her full set of chompers on display.
That's enough to cause anyone in the proximity to steer clear of them...or at least treat Jack very nicely because it's very obvious the two are traveling together.
ULTIMATELY, both would want some safe place so they can gather their thoughts, which are currently being scrambled by the city sights and sounds, calm down and figure out what they need to do to get back home.
Whatever they need to do, they are def willing to accomplish because they are used to being in some slice of hell situations. They've always figured their way out of them. Back on Lore, the gang adventures a bunch and have encountered a lot. Some of which I cannot share for spoilers but just know they are no strangers to dealing with the unknown.
It's just a big matter of figuring out exactly what unknown they are dealing with this time.
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France once suddenly disappeared. He fattened himself up and cut off parts of his body, cut up already and looking like regular meat to cook and sent them to some of his neighbors. To this day, they don't always know the real reason behind France saying "I've enjoyed being inside you"
I liked this, and because i write more gore and cannibalism than i should do, it ended up being, like that. Please read at your own discretion TW: Gore, Cannibalism, Weight gain(?) I'm not sure if its a trigger but I'll include it. Everything is relatively mild believe me i could have gone to town and further with this, I refrained myself to avoid concern
Francis had not shown up to the meeting, and he hadn't shown up to a few of the prior ones too, it wasn't all that odd, at least not in the long run, this was Francis after all, he had probably just fucked off somewhere, or was having a little bit of a snap of his sanity, both happened often enough and frankly it was nothing to get overly concerned about, almost all nations over a certain age dd this on occasion.
This was nothing frightening, or odd. This was normal.
Francis liked to eat, this was no surprise to anybody, he had gotten a little softer in recent decades, overabundance of food to a system not used to it would do that, that in itself was also not unusual, hell even Gilbert had discovered that you could eat and take pleasure from it without being sinful about it.
Francis wanted to be sinful about it, at least on this instance, he wanted to be a glutton, to eat and eat and eat without any thought of the consequences, frankly for their kind, there were scarcely any. He had done this before to boot, he knew what he was doing, fattening himself up like a prized hog could be considered a little odd, I do digress, but he was an odd man, so what the fuck.
Soft rolls of lovingly homegrown lard, it would taste nice if slow-cooked or marinated, he spoke from experience, he had stocked up for weeks before he decided to disappear, he could cook all he wanted, he could order out, the ability to do that was novel and he liked it, the food was greasy but delicious, he understood why Alfred and Arthur liked such foods, even if only the former had it have an impact on his waistline, Arthur didn't eat enough in the first place, he would taste bad, horribly anaemic, it wouldn't be nearly as rich as he liked it, mostly bones, he would make a nice broth.
Eh where was he, cake, yes, cake, he had baked a nice one, all for himself, yes he was being selfish but was that not his goal here?
He was nearing the target weight, it was always fun to reshape himself, the human constitution could not do that, they were not entirely human, he would do it in the bathroom, save the carpet, and even if anything was detected, it was impossible to extract DNA from it, they didn't have it in the way people did, no adenine, nothing.
The cake was good, he had already prepared the marination beforehand, it was getting a little hard to see the numbers on the scale, always a bit more bottom heavy than he thought he would be, he did want to crush Arthur between his thighs like this, he would practically suffocate, that would be fun, but he could not do that, unfortunately, he was not sure how to broach this to him, he could just not, but that would be mean.
Anyhow, he had been getting a little distracted these days, he was getting close.
A couple more days and he was there, reshaping himself like Michelangelo with his block of marble, cutting off hunks of flesh and watching his body stitch itself together, it needed energy to do that, and he had enough stored away now to heal fast enough that he never truly came close to deaths, he always decided to keep some, this time he decided to keep a bit more than usual, he liked being soft, it was comfortable and warm, he had been blessed with almost womanly curves, it would be nice to use them to his advantage.
Some off the sides, some off the chest, arms, thighs, not too much off that, he liked them heavy, closer to his normal weight, he slowly waited for his body to fully clear itself up, skin now unblemished and clear, he missed the blood a little, but it would taste nice.
Marinated, slow cooked so his lovingly homegrown lard really seeped into the meat, making it soft and tender, actually it was a bit like a mix of pork and venison actually, he could pass it off like that.
His neigbours loved it, he missed the feeling of straining against his clothes more than he normally did, it usually went away in time, he did wish it would do so quicker though, "I've enjoyed being inside you.."
That was creepy, he usually left it at that though, unless someone asked to which he then continued "Being inside your house. That is."
#hws france#ah#AHHHHHHHH. Im oddly embarrased by this whoever requested this i hope you like it dude bc its not that I'm uncomfortable more like I'm#flying too close to the sun#the heam writes
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and then @kemendin dragged me by the ankle so one more wip wednesday from like three years ago for the road,
11 ATC — DISTRICT CAPITAL OF HOWDUNGA
This was, by some extension .. home.
In a weird way, a really weird one. Not nostalgic, because he was scarcely here, but something just close enough to soothe that little ache in his heart. Really it was more a surprise that the tug was still there after all of the lastest and greatest events.
Today was a breaking point.
The Eagle was dead, Masjona Sanbre Nealev with him. One and the same. Inseparable. Molded by grief that became rage; born of depression and desperation that tempered the forge to a steady roll. Stable and ready to nurture the inner workings of the next uprising. The Eagle was beyond admirable, and he met his fate at the hands of Cipher Nine - an Imperial sniper, the valedictorian of his prestigious class, who’d been hot on his trail since the reported assassination of a Dark Council member. The Eagle had gone after the very Sith overseer of Imperial Intelligence, no doubt.
But Cipher Nine remained in the outskirts of Jiguuna, or perhaps he left the planet altogether. It wasn’t Cipher Nine who stood in the shadow of the Eradicator and drank in the daunt of that massive thing, and then studied the blackened grease spot and the stench of burning flesh where the Eagle once stood. Cipher Nine wasn’t the one who extended a hand to Watcher Three’s shoulder and implored him to be careful about studying the homegrown weapon and the computers around it. This was Darrash Aron Nealev who comforted his elder brother Johkel Conoguy Nealev, only having been reunited for perhaps a year after a decade in the dark.
I’m gonna tag uhhhhhhhhhhhhh @ssoundwavee @eorzeashan @friendly-neighborhood-lich-queen @friedennic @captainmortuem @jekyllnahyena @queen--kenobi @rexxdjarin :3
#cheeri is literate#i need a swtor tag#cheeri ocs#oc tag | [darrash aron nealev]#oc tag | [johkel conoguy nealev]#< he might have a tag somewhere idk#cheeri was tagged here#TIME TO FIGHT THE RISING HATE FOR THIS WIP
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I was tagged by @hotsuqueen to self-rec my favorite five fics that I've written! I don't self-rec nearly enough so let's see if I can do it.
Spectral Thief is probably the work that I poured the most of myself into. Persona 5 fandom in general tends to delight in the aspects of found family and friendship, but when I played I seemed to also zero in on the harsh unfairness at every turn that the protagonist lives through. There was a lot of ugliness in the dialogue, character portraits, and small details (like his cardboard box of things being damaged). I love a good woobie fic, and I feel like I really learned a lot about my personal niche of erotic horror when writing this. I loved every second of crafting this Joker/Akira story even though it took me so long! But I'm so happy with the end product and allowing myself to really just embrace what I like writing.
Heart Stamp is another example of leaning into what I love writing. I am such a sucker for post-canon Iwaipego. I like my Iwaipego domestic as fuck. I love to see Iwai in his home, going about his routines, showing signs of both confidence and nerves. Persona 5 doesn't do well showing more than the skeletons of people and personalities, which is fine given the limited format, but there are so many hints and little details that make up these characters, that it was an absolute joy to show them off in an electrically charged, but desperately mundane scenario. I like my romance to feel like transcendence…but also like it could happen to anyone. I loved writing this vulnerable crush meets the perfect storm of possibility.
Another Iwaipego! Watch Out Boy, He'll Chew You Up is by far the weirdest thing I've written, but it was also a joy to create. It's based off a game called Homegrown Pet by TrisGhost where you essentially feed a small monster different things like human flesh, candy, vegetables, etc and what it grows into and what endings you receive are based on that diet. It was so out there, but I knew Hotsuqueen had been into the idea of it as well. When prompted to write something for them…I couldn't resist! What followed was the weirdest AU I've ever written. It was extraordinarily fun translating Akira into a blob only capable of mannerisms and cat/puppy like behaviors. It was fun to figure out how their relationship would progress when so limited. And it was fun to think about xeno anatomy and fun little things that were both gross and hilarious. It was a blast.
I was terrified to ever write for Dragon Age. It's so incredibly dense as far as lore goes. I was absolutely sure that I would get a detail wrong or forget something crucial that made the plot nonsensical (if you could call it a plot). In the end, I bit the bullet and just wrote. Getting Dorian's voice was a challenge and a pleasure, and getting to show my deep love for the environments and details in DA:I was so nice. I enjoyed lovingly detailing Felix's illness and recovery and describing the food. I just had a grand time with it, short and sweet as it was. And it really helped me have more faith in myself.
Night Blooming is my last pick for this list. It's definitely not a fic that I get a lot of views or other interaction with, but I feel like it will always be on a list like this. Hotsuqueen is a genius for thinking up Iwai (P5)/Sayoko (P4), and I take great pride and giddiness for having written it. The pairing is astronomically full of chemistry. I took great pleasure in these two older characters being written when they were young and even more impulsive than they are in their present-day canon. I loved worming in bits and pieces of their personalities and story into what is a short little moment of passion. I liked that it prompted some laughs and generally felt like a wonderful moment of two very sexy ships passing in the night. I want to write this pairing again in the future!
That's all five! This is meant to be shared to five other writers to keep the chain going, but not only do I not even have five followers, but I also don't want to stress anyone out! So if you run across this and enjoyed it, then I highly recommend you share your wonderful works too! <3
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trying to sort out my thoughts about the women's division feud
first off, i think everyone agrees the fights have been repetitive and somewhat stagnant since after the first fights right after Revolution. Outcasts beat up a homegrown babyface and spray paint her, other faces or Jamie/Britt come out to make the save. i LOVE the different dynamics we get on the Team DMD side of this, huge mark for seeing Riho and Jamie together and Willow's little sideplot with Ruby gave me life. but now we get Jamie/Britt vs Toni/Ruby and by all means this match should have felt much bigger than it is, and had a much more prominent place in the feud.
i think one of the issues is that the Outcasts are only 3 people, while they're sorta fighting ALL of the faces in the company? the Outcasts have fleshed out much more as a proper group with a great look and cohesion, which is a lot of fun imo but it's also made their group less dynamic. i no longer feel the intrigue to speculate on whether people like Athena or Mercedes Moné may join (even though i think there's absolutely space for more women to join them!). it would be SO FUN for somebody like Jade or Nyla to join the Outcasts - they both may be homegrown, but they may have felt slighted by (the limits on the women's division's booking with only one match per televised show) the fans and the company, or maybe by Britt's high horse spotlight-grabbing antics. surely there's character motivation for them to join these new girls to give them a bigger and better platform!
so back to this week. first off, before any negativity, i know i'm thankful for bare crumbs here but god bless for two women's feud segments today. it makes sense for Britt to come out to save Adam Cole. they're in her hometown, they're the stars of the reality show, they are AEW's resident non-annoying couple (compared to Tay/Sammy). okay, so, Jamie was carried away by doctors after their match. i don't know if that's kayfabe or a real injury, and either way doesn't matter. Jamie should have come out to help Britt, and they could have used her injury as a reason for her to stay in the back. they could have had a quick update with her in the doctor's office, or even have a bare mention by Excalibur that she can't come out. Jamie and Britt are a unit, dammit! unless we're truly meant to believe Britt's cheating on Adam Cole with her, i don't get the point of not even mentioning her in this segment. (to be fair, they don't play up the injuries enough on commentary or otherwise in the Elite storyline either, but at least the boys get more promo time and have their Youtube show.)
so the Outcasts come to protect Jericho from Britt so AEW gets to stay safely away from intergender anything and so that Adam Cole's forced to watch Britt get hurt, right? again, it makes sense that the women Britt's already feuding with get their moment in the spotlight. and i'm GLAD to have a second women's segment and to see the feud further fleshed out. however, i'm so unsure if this truly fleshed out the feud? are the Outcasts aligned with Jericho now?
even with the weird intergender rules, Jericho HAS two women in his faction that are a big enough threat for Britt. Anna and Tay could have come out. and YES, that would make things confusing, because they are homegrowns (or at least, Anna is, and I think Tay counts? idk), but HELL, that could set up for interesting matches and stories in the future! Anna and Tay could be anti-Britt easily because of their history: Britt never wanted to be friends with them when they were good guys, so they became bad guys. Anna and Tay can join the Outcasts, and the Outcasts can play nice and turn on them and spray paint them or they can turn on them the other way around and we can get some more delightful tag matches out of my fav women's tag team. there's so much POTENTIAL with Anna and Tay getting involved in this feud.
and this goes without saying, but i don't trust Jericho to make the leap and get involved with the Outcasts feud properly. he knows this story does not fit in a 6 month Jericho feud hell. the Outcasts are not aligned with other men outside of those in the J.A.S. for Adam Cole to fight. i truly feel this thing was a one-off for dramatic effect in Brittsburgh and i wish they would have used Anna and Tay for it instead. the only hope i have for Jericho continuing to involve himself in this feud is that it will give more double women's segments on shows so we can have story progression in this women's feud during the men's matches and have other women's feuds involving Nyla or Jade or literally anybody else fleshed out properly as well.
overall, miss you Shida, idk if they're waiting for her to return to progress with anything specific here, i hope she's back soon. i'm not NOT a fan, love the women getting some time and a real story. and as usual i'm very uninterested in reading men's opinions on this feud so forgive me if i'm repeating what everybody's already saying.
#sorry if this is rambly i have not edited it at all#aew#britt baker#jamie hayter#ruby soho#toni storm#saraya#chris jericho#<- last one for blacklists sorry if you find this in the tag lmao#veraposting
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