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knightsgaydiant · 3 months
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So glad I finished yumi in time for femalash february because it makes deciding what ship to write for super easy. Izzy/Masaka let’s go babyyyyy!!!!!
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gal-palanaeum · 3 months
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Metamorphosis by Truthwatcher_Vez
Rated Teen, 3000 words, Masaka/Izzy Human girls liked cute things. Masaka liked cute things. …And Izzy, with her bleached-blonde hair and heart-shaped face and often-smiling lips, was very, very cute.
“I’m going to date an alien or two,” Izumakamo announced to the rest of the group, who were all gathered at their regular table at the Noodle Pupil noodle shop.  She lifted her chin in determination.  “It’s in my dramascope.  I’d never date one who isn’t hot.”
Shocked silence fell all around the table.  Tojin, Akane and Yumi were all staring at Izzy.  Masaka was staring too, but for entirely different reasons. 
Izzy was always saying startling, outlandish things.  It was part of her personality.  So it shouldn’t have been surprising that she’d used the news about the spaceship launch to share her opinions.  But this....  Masaka felt a little dizzy at the revelation.
Izzy wants to date an alien?
Akane recovered first.  “Your logic, Izzy, is… um....”
“Terrible?” Tojin spoke up.
“I was looking for something more politic.”
“Allegedly terrible?”
“You’ll see,” Izzy continued, completely unphased by their reactions.  “When I have both a handsome alien hunk and a curvy alien knockout fighting over me.”
Masaka continued to stare at her, unable to look away.  Alien… and female....
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cosmerelists · 1 month
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My Dream/Nightmare Blunt Rotation From Various Cosmere Series
Dream/Nightmare blunt rotation list requested by @waywardtoxotes
1. Stormlight Archive
Dream Rotation: Eshonai, Adolin, Rock, Shallan
Eshonai for delight and wonder, Adolin for good vibes and a sense of safety, Rock for excellent food and joviality, and Shallan for puns and good conversation.
Nightmare Rotation: Amaram, Nale, Lezian, Gavilar
Amaram is simply the worst, of course. Nale is the worst and ALSO a cop, so no one is having fun with him there. Lezian is an unstable murderer, so that's probably self-explanatory. Gavilar is like the Elon Musk of the Cosmere, thinking that he's cool and that his ideas are fire when neither of those things are true, and I do not want to hang out with him.
2. Elantris
Dream Rotation: Sarene, Raoden, and Kiin
I think Sarene & Raoden would be fun to smoke with, but I need someone else there so I don't feel like an awkward third wheel. Kiin would be jolly I think--and like with Rock, the snacks will be good.
Nightmare Rotation: Dilaf.
Doesn't matter who else is there. If Dilaf is there, the vibes are rancid.
3. Mistborn: Era 1
Dream Rotation: Vin, Allrianne, Tindwyl
Listen I just want to smoke weed with the ladies of Mistborn Era 1 and I will not apologize for it.
Nightmare Rotation: Elend's Philosophy Circle
I'm so sorry to this man, but I feel like they would just talk endlessly about politics and the Ideal State and I personally would find it annoying and insufferable. I still love you, Elend!
4. Mistborn: Era 2
Dream Rotation: Wayne, MeLaan, Marasi
Wayne & MeLaan: lots of ridiculous fun. They definitely know their drugs and want the vibe to be good. Marasi is there to make sure that Wayne & MeLaan don't take anything too far and/or don't just spend the whole time making out. I know Marasi is also a cop but I like her vibe with Wayne.
Nightmare Rotation: Wax, Telsin, Edwarn
Wax is not the problem here. But I just got chills imagining somehow being in a blunt rotation with Wax and his immediate family. It's all of the icy, rancid vibes of an awkward holiday dinner only everyone is smoking and it is not helping anyone relax.
5. Warbreaker
Dream Rotation: Lightsong, Blushweaver, Siri, Susebron
It's a Cosmere setting, so it will probably not turn into a weird orgy. But seriously, everyone of these characters would be fun to hang out with on their own, and all together it is a party.
Nightmare Rotation: Vasher, Vivenna, Parlin
Listen, Warbreaker Vivenna would be largely insufferable and would be determined to prove that she is not being affected by the weed even though she definitely is. That could maybe be okay on its own, but add Vasher for doom & gloom and Parlin for sitting quietly while Vivenna is vaguely mean to him, and you got a bad time.
6. Tress of the Emerald Sea
Dream Rotation: The whole damn ship (after Crow leaves; sorry Crow)
Give me a ship-wide party where everyone has just had dinner and now they're kicking back and passing around hopefully more than one blunt because there are a lot of Dougs.
Nightmare Rotation: The whole damn ship (but Crow is there)
Nothing destroys a party like the presence of that one person (who is actively trying to turn you into a murderer in order to control you; you know how it is)
7. Yumi and the Nightmare Painter
Dream Rotation: The Akane Squad
Akane, Tojin, Masaka, and Izzy? Lots of fun to smoke with, I have to imagine. Yumi will hopefully be there as well, and Nikaro can come post-reconciliation. Wait...let's have Design come too because she would LOVE experiencing weed. Hoid is there too but in coatrack form. I guess I just want to hang out with ALL of the Yumi characters!
Nightmare Rotation: Liyun.
Except Liyun. Fuck Liyun.
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ahhfear · 2 months
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Hello do you happen to have thoughts on Masaka
YES I DO!!! i LOVE her i love the concept of some of the sleepless going off world AND i love the ones that want to be seen as human, she’s the best of both.
i think her and izzy are dating no question.
also i think she was the one to first recommend the noodle shop because she knew design was from off world too.
i like that she thinks humans are cute. it’s a silly touch.
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knightsgaydiant · 3 months
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omigod Izzy going on about how she would totally date an alien while Masaka’s just sat there like 👀
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gal-palanaeum · 7 months
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Cosmere Femslash Fest Fic List
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Here’s a list of all the fics submitted to Cosmere Femslash Fest 2023, organized by rating. Check out all the ones that interest you, and please do comment and give kudos if you like it–it means everything to a fic writer, and we want to encourage as much femslash as possible!
General and Teen
Hypnotic, takin over me by Hazekiller16. Venli/Leshwi, General. Bonus fic!
Steel Lovers by Stingythefish. Mistborn OC/`OC, General
Different As Can Be by LuxViolet. t4t Vin/Shan, Teen
Trillium by Truthwatcher_Vez. Ann/Tress/Salay, Teen. Bonus fic!
Harmony of Scholarly Concerns by TrishHankins. Rushu/Venli, Teen
Never Had by BlindRadiant. Kalami/Navani, Teen
Sweetness by Milk. Navani/Ialai, General
Thinking, Overthinking, and a Pile of Letters by bridgeboy. Khriss/Design and Cord/Rysn, General
Sick of crying for blue eyes by Zvarrklingreputation. Navani/Evi, General
Metamorphosis by Truthwatcher_Vez. Masaka/Izzy, Teen
Voice by aluminumoxynitride. Leshwi/Venli, General
Warmth by Thirstspren. Yumi/Akane, General 
You'd be stars by SapphicSpren. Shallan/transfem!Adolin, Teen
All's Fair in Games of Love and War by Macro_Scenery. Lyn/Laran, Teen
A Change of Plans by Faithfully_Queer. MeLaan/Steris, General
Mature and Explicit
Learning Curves by sir_not_appearing_in_this_archive. Akane/Yumi, Explicit
Of Me by cosmere_play. Evi/Sja-anat, Mature
A Study in Worship by Naaru. Jasnah/Shallan, Mature
This Is How You Grieve Your Lover by LunaEarnshaw. Shallan/Tyn, Mature
stay on the phone (just to hear me breathe) by gabrial. Yumi/Akane, Mature
Questions for Later by BlindRadiant. Navani/MeLaan, Mature
Not the quitting kind by catharsisnt. Shallan/Tyn, Mature
A Breath of Understanding by cosmereplay. Azure/Jasnah, Mature. Bonus fic!
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gal-palanaeum · 8 months
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Human girls liked cute things.  Masaka liked cute things.  …And Izzy, with her bleached-blonde hair and heart-shaped face and often smiling lips, was very, very cute.
Ooooh a Masaka/Izzy fic!! Exciting times for the YATNP fans!!
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gal-palanaeum · 3 months
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stay on the phone (just to hear me breathe) by gaybrial
Rated Explicit, 2500 words, Akane/Yumi After Yumi reveals certain gaps in her experience, Akane generously offers her assistance. As any good friend would.
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It started as a normal conversation—normal for them, an least. Izzy, gesticulating wildly as she contemplated what their alien neighbors would use their extra arms for during their more… intimate moments. Masaka, sketchpad on her lap, occasionally throwing out an oddly insightful suggestion. Akane, leaning forward, grinning face propped on the palm of one hand, shooting Yumi secretive little smiles that made the back of her neck feel warm.
Then Izzy, tired of talking to herself, turning to Yumi, asking her to weigh in.
And Yumi, caught off guard, stammering out a reply.
“Why are you asking me?” She twirled a lock of hair around her finger, staring into her half-empty bowl of noodles. “It’s not like I have any experience to compare it to.”
Izzy reached across the table to pat her on the shoulder, paying no attention as Masaka reached out without looking to tug her bowl out of the path of Izzy’s trailing sleeve. “I mean, I know you and Nikaro never got it on before you broke up.” Nikaro and her were fine, now, post-breakup awkwardness long since eroded, but Yumi was still very glad today was his day off. “But I’m sure you still have valuable contributions to add to the alien-banging conversation! Plus, I bet you’ve had your share of wicked solo-seshes. So just imagine those, but if you had four arms.”
“I haven’t.” Yumi said. She glanced up from her noodles just to be met with Izzy’s unimpressed stare.
“I know you don’t have four-armed bodice-ripping fantasies, Yumi, I’m asking you to imagine as my friend that you’re going to town on yourself, but just with two more arms than usual.”
“You could stack rocks while you got yourself off,” Masaka added, trying to be helpful, probably.
“Did anyone catch last night’s The Young and the Spirited?” Akane asked, trying to change the subject a split second too late to stop Yumi from blurting out, “I’ve never gotten myself off.”
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gal-palanaeum · 3 months
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Learning Curves by sir_not_appearing_in_this_archive
Rated Explicit, 5000 words, Yumi/Akane Yumi wants to learn how to kiss properly. Fortunately for her, Akane is a master in the art.
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When Akane invited Yumi to her home, she’d explicitly told Yumi she meant for the morning to be a relaxing one. Izzy and Masaka were off doing something which Yumi didn’t necessarily need details about, and the boys were also otherwise occupied, painting or lifting weights (though not together, understandably). Akane had declared the necessity of something called a girls hang, insisting that she help Yumi unwind a little.
And really, Yumi had to admit it wasn’t a terrible idea. She had been feeling out of sorts as of late. So many things had changed so quickly; it would be enough to stress anyone.
She’d come here with a bag laden with enough to keep her busy for the day. Lately, when she found herself without much to do, strange thoughts crept into her head.
Akane had watched her set out a small tray and a collection of spices from the Noodle Princess. They’d passed the time chatting about nothing in particular, until Akane suddenly stood up from her seat at the countertop in her kitchen.
“Are… are you stacking those grains of salt?” Akane asked, watching with wide eyes as Yumi used tweezers to count them out. Everyone who witnessed her doing this reacted as if it were madness, but Design’s instructions had been clear. How else could she get the noodle broth perfect every time?
“Yes,” Yumi said as she placed another minuscule grain atop what was a small but satisfying stack. She carefully controlled her breathing, wary of exhaling too hard and knocking it all over.
“Okay, that’s it. The salt stack is pretty impressive, but I’m calling it. No more work.”
“I’m not—”
“If it’s for the Noodle Princess, it’s work. Even if you’re trying to make it art, too. I mean, look.” Akane gestured to not only the tiny stack of grains, but the row of jars with the labels Yumi had carefully written out after counting. “This is not the action of a calm, relaxed person.”
Yumi sighed and set the tweezers down, then shook out her hand. Holding the tweezers had made her a little stiff. She stared at the stack of salt for a moment, unwilling to look at Akane.
Now that she didn’t have a task to fully consume her, the strange nerves returned. This had been happening a lot lately around Akane, though Yumi couldn’t make sense of it. Akane was a kind, warm presence. There was no reason for the way Yumi’s heart raced when she stood closer than normal, or when the bright sun caught her hair just so, or when she bent over something and a lot of her chest was visible—
“What’s wrong?” Akane asked, voice soft.
Yumi realized she’d been silently staring at the salt for an uncomfortable amount of time. “Nothing,” she said quickly, turning and giving her a smile.
Akane, rather than return the expression, frowned. “You know you can talk to me.”
For a moment, she stared into Akane’s eyes, doing her best to maintain a cheerful facade while her stomach did flips. “I’m fine. Really.”
It wasn’t even technically a lie. Physically, there was nothing wrong with her. She had everything she needed, and so much more than she’d ever dared to want.
Except. Except…
Yumi turned to her tray, but in her haste knocked over both the little salt stack and the jar she’d been counting into. She lunged forward to try to stop it, but grains spilled across the tray, undoing her work.
“Time for a break. Come here,” Akane said, her voice low but stern.
Yumi sighed. Maybe it was time for a break. She stepped around the kitchen island and stopped in front of Akane.
Slowly, Akane touched the ends of Yumi’s hair. “You really made a mess.” She lifted a lock of hair to Yumi’s eye-line. There was salt in the strands.
“Oh, no—”
“I’ll brush it out for you,” Akane said.
Heat rose in Yumi’s face before she could process those words. “I don’t want to inconvenience you.”
“Are you kidding?” Akane grinned, and it only made the nerves bubbling in Yumi’s chest worse. “I’ve been dying to get my hands on your hair.”
She wasn’t sure how to argue with that, so she didn’t. Instead, she let Akane take her hand and lead her to the sofa. The points where their skin touched were warm and sent a shiver up her arm.
Yumi sat facing away from Akane, who slipped into the bathroom to grab a brush. When she returned and joined her, another shiver ran up her back. Perhaps something was wrong with her; she shouldn’t be reacting like this. She’d lived most of her life with others brushing her hair for her—this should be no different.
Yet it was, in a way she could not define. Each stroke of the brush through her long hair seemed to amplify the feeling, too. Normally this sort of activity would’ve relaxed her, but instead she felt stretched taut, waiting for something.
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