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spiralingemptyness · 8 months

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Clone wars hc

Been lurking on tumblr for a bit (while) and decided to throw my own clone wars hc cause the hyperfixation be hyper fixated (sorry for any spelling errors).

Kit Fisto and Obi-Wan are bffs - They both lose their robes and seem to flirt with anything that walks. meaning they have get togethers and give each other flirting advice.

Jocasta Nu and Admrial Yularen are BAMF, and are severly underrated. you don't get away with hurting someone they care about unpunished.

Rex's first thought of ashoka was "that's a child" followed by "that's a child on a battle field" and then "that's a child on a battle field with no clothes, what the kark".

One of the shinies from Monnk's battalion definitely asked Fisto (while high on pain meds) if he lactates and monnk and fisto lost their shit and couldn't stop laughing for 5 min straight.

Kix (and other medics by default) have tranq/hypo guns for any vode or jedi that try to leave med bay when on bed rest.

Fox and Amidala gossip and constantly talks shit about Palpatine

Kit Fisto Smile Supremacy, this man win's best smile, it never fails to cheer someone up.

Rex definitely twirls his guns before putting them in his holsters when he's done using them

Bly is obviously in love with Aayla, and he tries to hide it (and fails miserably) but he's so respectful about loving her and swooning, that Quinlan couldn't even give him a shovel talk.

the clones were absolutely baffled when they met the jedi's

Wolffe and Fox are twins, they might be at each others throats 90% of the time, but if you talk shit about the one of them, the other won't hesitate to beat your ass.

Monnk says the most off handed shit in a dead pan tone (ex. Monnk: well I'm not gonna live, laugh, love this. Fisto, laughing his ass off: I-I'm Sorry? Monnk: I'm just saying this is gonna be a bitch)

Plo Koon is Plo Buir, He's at least adopted the Wolf Pack and Ashoka

the 501st and Ashoka are siblings

Grey adopted Caleb Dume

The Iron Battalion/13th battalion took one look at Cal and immediately adopted him

Ponds isn't dead (cause fuck canon), he found Boba before his schemes could go off and made him a deal, He helps Boba plan the assassination attempts on Windu (he trust his general won't die, but he gave him more headaches) so there's no casualties, but slowly the attempts stop and now Boba just lives in the 91st venator's vents.

The first time Cody picked up Obi-Wan's lightsaber he thought it was so cool, and now he just wants to glue the damn thing into his hand

Hound spoils Grizzer, he absolutely adores the massif

Jesse make sure Kix is actually taking care of himself, and make sure he's not over working (and when necessary, he uses a hypo to make sure Kix sleeps, cause Kix will hold that over his head and pay him back for it)

Fox and Thorn are opposites but they are really close

The corrie guard has a list of all the good and bad senators

The most forms that Monnk and Cody (and occasionally Ponds) fill out are forms for more robes

Cody's name is Kote (but goes by Cody cause so many nat borns mispronounce it) and Obi-Wan randomly asked if that was his name, and Cody was just utterly shocked

After Umbara, Fox say a very traumatized trooper (it's Dogma) who is facing shitty consequences for doing the right thing and adopts him into the guard

After Kix woke up from his stasis and found artoo's (again, fuck canon) he would stay up on nights he couldn't sleep and watch videos of him and his vode from artoo's memory bank

Clones using their Jedi's lightsaber - Cody using Kenobi's lightsaber after he loses it for the millionth time, Rex using it to back ventress away from ashoka, Fox finding quinlan's in a dumpster (with quinlan in said dumpster)

Hound let's grizzer purposely tackle people when he can easily apprehend them because it's funny or because whoever he's chasing pissed him off and he's petty

Yoda is the ultimate menace (like srs palpitine hates his ass, but yoda -and everyone else- hates him even more)

Yoda still keeps in touch with Rys, Jek, and Thire (mainly Thire) after the treaty or smth

The Corrie found Quinlan Vos in a dumpster and now he won't stop bugging them (expecially Fox)

Fox is a walking encyclopedia of every republic laws, you do one minor thing wrong and he can quote every law you broke, word to word

A trooper (let's call him Sharks) from Fisto and Monnk's battalion can just get a group of sharks to gather around, at every planet, every time, without fail

Plo's disappointed dad sigh can make a separatist army fold into defeat

Kenobi absolutely loathes caf, he hates it with a passion

Each high ranking clone officer has to deal with something of their jedi - Cody has to deal with Kenobi flirting with seperatist and losing his lightsaber, Rex has to deal with his general constantly crashing ships, his batshit crazy plans and his general continuously using the force to throw him, Monnk has to deal with his general randomly "shedding" clothes, and all the clones have to deal with their generals and commanders not wearing armor (Except for Jaro Tapal, HE'S THE ONLY ONE WHO WEARS ARMOR)

Corrie Guard can sleep standing up, very useful when guarding in the pods during senate meetings

The nice Senators (mainly Chuichi, Amidala, and Organa) and Vos very often get things for the Coruscant Guards, and whenever the guard see's the gifts they are baffled and bamboozled

Rex called dibs on Domino squad after the moon mission

Echo and Fives without hesitation took Tup and Dogma under their wing

Fives, Hardcase and Jesse started a prank war in the 501st that accidently evolved into a GAR wide prank war (with Coruscant being neutral ground, cause the guard doesn't need to deal with that shit, doesn't mean they don't help out)

Fox holds ALL the blackmail, and has multiple informants in every battalion, plus he has the power to withhold caf shipments

Fox also regularly reads his batchmates mission reports to mae sure their ok

The Corrie guard accidently adopted a stray tooka and a loth cat, now they're the guards emotional support animals

Rex keeps complaining about his brothers flirting with their jedi's that he didn't even realized that he third wheeled between Anakin and Padme that he joined their relationship

every mothers or fathers day without fail, shaak ti and plo koon always gets presents and gifts from their children (troopers and cadets.... and ashoka)

Coric is Kix's Ori'vod, he didn't admit it at first but Kix grew on him and well medics stay togeth

Coric purposely avoided being CMO of the 501st because they are hellions, Kix wanted to strangle him after he realized what being CMO of the 501st meant

Rex was on the 212th with Cody when Anakin was still a padawan

Rex hates evals, natural blonde plus Kamino is a recipe for hell. Also he was shocked at Skywalker being nonchalant about his hair, Anakin just though it made him cooler

That's all I have for now, if you see any you've seen before my bad, I honestly just typed the first that came to mind and kinda spiraled from there. I'm just now starting to interact with tumblr, so I might upload more and maybe even some art if I can stay focused long enough.

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piosplayhouse · 1 month

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Niche fandom happenings to take your mind after whatever stuffs happening in your fandom:

So as you can probably deduce, the model horse collecting hobby is made up mostly of older people. The hobby has been well established since the dawn of the Internet and I've talked a few times about how it's difficult to find some older resources about it/its history because of how every other link you click on which used to lead to a hobbyist artist's angelfire blog now is just a dead link or worse, bought out by some ad company sitting on the URL. Up until recently, a huge portion of hobby talk still relied on now-defunct Yahoo groups; now most have moved to either forums like Model Horse Blab or private Facebook groups. Individually most of these are pretty decentralized, but since model collecting by nature is a hobby that requires a significant amount of financial interaction (buying, trading, selling, commissioning, etc.), there has to be some kind of centralized marketplace for people to pitch their goods to as many corners of the hobby as possible.

Enter Model Horse Sales Pages (MH$P), a, well, site where people can post sales pages for model horses and accessories. It's an old fashioned sales pages site from the 2000s with a somewhat shitty layout but unparalleled detailed search functions-- to order things from a seller, you'd have to personally email them to negotiate for their listing. Though this seems somewhat inconvenient to our modern senses used to one click payments and speedy delivery, MH$P is undoubtedly a pillar of the model horse community.

... So that's why people are scrambling as it's allegedly been hacked and taken down for the foreseeable future. Worrying about personal information aside, now fans are left to wonder: what's the alternative? Well, the first one is of course eBay, which many hobbyists already use. However, eBay is obviously less catered to model horse hobbyists and is therefore a bit harder to search if you're deep in the hobby and can't be assed to look through 4000 "plastic horse" titled listings to find the 2008 SR glossy xX Devilish Girlfriend++ Thoroughbred you want. MH$P occupied a specific niche for long time fans looking for grails.

So what are our alternatives for people in the hobby looking to buy from others in the hobby? Well, there's a few decentralized official dealers like Chelsea's Model Horses or Triple Mountain who you can consign older models to, but going through a middleman takes time and you have much less freedom in your personal listings. Alternatively, you could go grassroots and post listings in Facebook groups and on forums, but those have reaches limited to the members of those specific, often small, groups, and it can be hard to move stock that way. So now people are looking for a backup marketplace platform, both for the current situation and longtime health of the hobby. But imagine my surprise when I went on Model Horse Blab and saw people suggesting an alternative site kickstarted by

STAR STABLE ONLINE YOUTUBER DENIS/DENISE WISESTORM. Denis has been a controversial figure in the SSO fandom (though there's pretty much no uncontroversial ssotubers especially on ssoblr because clickbaiting and weird reactionary takes are like the bread and butter of that side of the fandom) who's been called out for having some alt-right homophobic views in the past, as well as for his abject and unproductive negativity towards improvements made on the game. He's a lps customizer and pretty prolific breyer collector, though, so his drive to create a model trading and selling platform makes sense at least. But still! Why him!!!!!!

#breyer #ssoblr

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ahospitalbed · 6 months

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what I think TF2 mercs would be/do for halloween

I'm aware halloween has gone and passed, but hey, does that make this illegal?

not requested

cws/tws : blood, mentions of gore in spys bit, that's..pretty much it

⚾ SCOUT :

- smn about him tells me he'd be a cartoon heavy zombie

- he'd just put on face paint n call it a day lmao 💀

- MAYBE put fake blood on his bat

- go around scaring the other mercs maybe

- idk I don't have much to work off of here 😭

🪖 SOLDIER :

- an eagle/j

- i feel like he'd be just, himself. ( he's already scary enough, according to scout after soldier almost hit him in the head with the rocket launcher )

- maybe, MAYBE, a little ( not fake ) blood on his helmet and outfit he didn't wash off

- he'd be the type of person to crush the BLU mercs pumpkins I'm sorry,, but,, it's true

🔥 PYRO :

- what

- what do you think?

- they're either going to be themself or in a unicorn onesie the whole day.

- fight me if u disagree

- if u wanna make this even dumber imagine them keeping the fireproof suit and mask on under the onesie 💀

🧨 DEMOMAN :

- I don't even know/srs 💀

- not much to go off here

- .

- what if he went as a stickybomb SMDNSSNSMMD.

- just,, a drunk demoman, struggling to get through doorways, in a shitty dollar store quality stickybomb costume

- frankenstein

👊 HEAVY :

- that's my thoughts

- goodnight

- OK NO BUT actually, duo costume with medic duo costume with medic duo costu

- they're best friends, I can imagine it

🔧 ENGINEER : ( edited from original )

- cowboy

- that's it goodnight

💊 MEDIC :

- victor

- Victor Frankenstein

- duo costume with heavy duo costume with heavy duo costume with heavy duo cos

- omg they were roommates

- I'm a sucker for heavymedic I'm sorry

🦘 SNIPER :

- idk if he'd even get a costume man

- he's a closed off person, sleeping in his van instead of the base with everyone else, literally pissing in jars, so idk if he'd even go through the pain of making/buying a costume

- shrugs

- sorry if u were looking forward to this I'm I just don't know 💀

🚬 SPY :

- kinda got forced into this

- he's a gore heavy zombie

- thought " eh what the fuck, what else am I going to do " and stole scouts idea

- idek

#tf2 headcanons #tf2 #team fortress 2 #tf2 x reader #tf2 scout #tf2 soldier #tf2 pyro #tf2 demoman #tf2 heavy #tf2 engineer #tf2 medic #tf2 sniper #tf2 spy #heavymedic #heavy and medic are so gay oh my god #headcanons

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moonlight404-translates · 9 months

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A3! My Worst Wedding | Izumida Azami | Mini Chats Translation

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Disclaimer: Neither English nor Japanese is my native language, but I did my best with the translation. By the way, I took some liberties while translating. If you find any mistakes, feel free to tell me.

Practice Conversation 1

It’s been a while since I was the lead in an autumn troupe’s play. This lead role feels completely different from the one back then.

That shitty Sakyo said I should be careful not to let the main lead get overshadowed by the second lead acting. As if I would let that happen.

Instead, I will show a strong presence with my acting to overshadow his second lead role.

But yeah… I can’t get how it feels to be in love with my fiance, so I have to think a lot about it in my role study.

…Maybe I should ask Muku-san if he can lend me light shoujo manga to read for now.

Practice Conversation 2

Ethan fell head over heels for Olivia since she looked like his favorite anime character.

So I thought of getting references for my role study from Itaru-san since he likes anime…

When I mentioned him the setting, he said he could totally relate to it and started speaking about it so passionately.

Like how happy he would be if she looked like his fave character, the excitement he would get to see his fiance, or how he would like to brag about her to those around him…

However, seeing Itaru-san speaking so passionately made me think… that Ethan might have fallen in love this hard too.

Itaru-san was enthusiastic, and his eyes were shining brightly during our talk…

Practice Conversation 3

About my role study for Ethan? Well, I’ve gotten advice from everyone and tried different things.

Muku-san showed me some manga with scenes where the characters fall in love at first sight… but I’m far away from getting that feeling.

Then, Muku-san and Kazunari-san said…

Since Olivia is older than Ethan, I could try to imagine Director as my fiance as part of my role study.

You, as my… future spouse…

I-It’s nothing. I just tried to do what they said for a bit!

Shoot. I know this is for role study, but I kinda got conscious, and now it feels weird.

A-Anyways, I’ll think more about my role study.

Ahm… I might need help from Director again in the future, so thanks beforehand.

Azami and Hisoka Mini Chat

Azami: So weddings…

Hisoka: Weddings have different production and performances.

Azami: Ah, that’s right. If I’m not wrong, you had a part-time job in a wedding venue before, Hisoka-san.

Hisoka: Mhm. For a short time, though.

Azami: I’ve acted in the Wedding Fest and the Wedding Venue, but I don’t know much about weddings aside from those celebrated in the Ginsekai.

Azami: Could you tell me about it to use it as a reference for my next play?

Hisoka: …I worked in the banquet reception. So I served the food and poured the drinks.

Hisoka: At the wedding, there was a speech about how the groom and the bride met each other…

Hisoka: The two of them said what they liked about each other and hugged.

Azami: T-Their meeting, the things they like, and a hug…

Hisoka: From what I saw at the wedding, there can be singing performances and magic shows. I helped arrange the stage for them.

Azami: Heh, I see. So it was true that Hisoka-san works properly in his part-time job.

Hisoka: Of course.

Hisoka: Now, I’ll tell you the most important part about that.

Azami: What?

Hisoka: They had a delicious marshmallow cake in the wedding venue.

Azami: …You can do a good job and still remain the same as always, no matter where you are.

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Notes: The events Azami mentioned appears in Bride Concerto (ch. 10) and Groom Battle Royale AGAIN (ch. 9). Azami’s SR Wish Upon A Paper Crane has one of the Ginsekai customs for weddings. Hisoka’s part-time job in a wedding venue comes from his SSR Tempting Wedding Cake backstage.

#a3! translation #azami izumida #a3!#a3! azami #autumn troupe's 10th play #a3! mini chat

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ghostlygeto · 2 years

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“I didn’t know where else to go” with armin pls? you know the vibes 🤙🏻🖤

i rewrote this 3 times bc i couldn’t get it right. but i think i like this version :’) the ending is meh but i hope you’ll forgive me <3

pairing: armin arlert x reader

warnings: angst!!!!!!! but happy(?) ending. eren is a shit bag (nothing srs, has a bad temper but doesn’t go into details), armin loves u so bad but was mean :( not proof read

wc: 710

“I didn’t know where else to go.”

2:33am.

You didn't know who was pounding on your at this hour, but you were ready to lay into them. You didn't have any missed calls or texts, so you knew it wasn't one of your friends in an emergency. However as soon as you looked through your peephole and saw a very upset looking Armin, all of your anger went away.

As soon as you opened the door, he practically fell into your arms. If he had come to you this way six months ago you'd be less confused, but now it's different. You broke up and haven't spoken in nearly half a year. So Armin, finding himself at apartment door at nearly 3am, was strange.

"Armin are you okay? What are you doing here?" You slowly sank down right there in your doorway so you were both seated on the floor, "Is everyone okay?"

Armin just shook his head, trying to calm himself down. He didn't mean to show up here, not at nearly 3am when he knew you had an early class the next day. Not when you hadn't spoken in six months because of something he said to you.

"I'm sorry, y/n. I didn't know where else to go," He leaned away from your shoulder and rubbed his eyes with the backs of his hands. "Eren got shitty again, y'know how he does. He threatened me and made me leave and I just. I didn't have anywhere else," He didn't even have here, he knew that. He was overstepping being here.

But that didn't matter. You knew what Eren was like when he lost his temper, you had been on the receiving end of it a few times. It was scary. "I told you you could always come here if he ever got bad, I meant it." Even though it killed you to see Armin right now, you'd rather him be here safe than there. "I'd never want you to stay where you aren't safe."

For some reason, that made him cry harder. He couldn't remember if he even got to apologize to you. All he wanted was for this to be okay again. To go back to how they were before. "I'm sorry, y/n."

"You don't have to be sorry. Let's stand up okay? Go to the couch. Do you want some hot coco?" You rubbed his back before standing up and offering him your hand, "The way you like it."

Despite you keeping your composure, you felt like you were about the burst. Part of you wanted to yell at him, for coming here in the middle of the night when you told him you never wanted to see him again. But the other part of you felt thankful, you missed him. You missed his smell, the way he said your name, the way he felt so right next to you.

You felt his absence as soon as you stood. Your heart begging for him to reclaim his spot next to you. But he didn’t. He went to the couch as you instructed.

“You can stay here tonight if you need,” You offered, hanging him his hot chocolate the way he loves it best, with a little bit of cinnamon and lots of mini marshmallows. “I have class in the morning but I can miss if you need me to.”

“y/n no I could never ask you to miss class, especially not tomorrow morning’s. It’s important for your major,” Armin shook his head, dismissing your words. Now that he was calmed down, he felt dumb. Running to you like a little kid because his friend yelled at him. He should’ve just locked himself in his room and waited it out like he usually would.

“Making sure you’re okay is more important than anything else,” You admitted, “I’m sure someone can send me their notes for the day. I want to stay here with you,”

Something about your tone of voice and the look on your face told Armin all he needed to know. Tomorrow, after you would both wake up in different rooms of your apartment, he would apologize. He’d beg for your forgiveness and ask that you give him a second chance.

And you’d say yes without hesitation.

angst sentence prompts

comments, reblogs, requests n likes appreciated <3

#attack on titan #aot #shingeki no kyoujin #snk #armin arlert #armin aot #armin x reader #armin arlert x reader #armin angst #armin arlert angst #armin drabble #armin x y/n #mine !!

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actuallyitsstar · 27 days

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jake “hangman” seresin + 12, 21, 22?

✨ send me a number and a character! ✨

omg nonnie hello !!! <3<3 i so so love my boy jake tysm for the ask !!! <3 TW for mentions of child abuse so pls skip if ur not down for that! also this might get long im so sorry 😭 i just have a lot of Thoughts ok 😭

12. what's a headcanon you have for this character?

i know this is like, decently universal, but there are different versions of it, so i would like to spit out my version with the precursor that i have read a lot of versions of jake's shitty childhood and they are ALL valid and i love them all in their own way so i don't mean this to sound like im tryinna say my headcanon is the only correct way or anything lol.

i do in fact think jake had a really shitty childhood (no surprises im sure). i think for me, it falls somewhere in the realm of overly-critical, under-affectionate, duty-based, act-perfect-for-the-public sort of behavior. the kind of parents who married and had kids out of obligation, bc Thats Just What You Do, but didn't really WANT kids, per se. i think jake has older sisters, and he is absolutely the youngest. he has youngest child syndrome So Bad. he was surprisingly straight-laced, and serious, because he had to be. it's what dear old mom and dad expected. straight As, no fucking around. better not get in trouble, and pay for it if you do.

i think the household might have been just a little bit ~physically abusive~. jake probably got the brunt of it- i think that seresin sr. probably grew bolder with time, and had more frustrations and expectations to push onto a son than onto his daughters. jake would've stood up, too, and lept in front of anything for his sisters, regardless of their age difference or the fact that they probably tried to do the same for him. it was CERTAINLY verbally abusive. nothing's ever good enough, why do you say things like that? don't speak to your father that way. i don't know what you want *me* to do about, if you treated your father with respect he would do the same for you. i think jake's mother sided with her husband often, which is complex, because seresin sr. is an emotionally abusive, uptight asshole, and she's under his thumb too, but she was probably complicit in plenty of it. it's easy to learn to perpetuate something you've known for most of your adult life. she probably married young, and she doesn't know relationships to look any different. it doesn't excuse her behavior, but it does explain.

he learned to do a lot for himself, to be competent in areas that children his age usually aren't. to cook for himself (and his sisters) because no one else was going to do it, some nights, and he was sick of living off of cereal. his sisters teach him how to cover a bruise with makeup one fateful night-before-picture-day, and they regret it later when it becomes an excuse, and jake is able to step in front of them despite their begging him not to, because it's ok, i can fix it before school (so not what they meant jake but ok).

jake probably knew javy in high school, and javy managed to pry jake out of his hardass asshole exterior, just a little. jake is an asshole, because he's learned it's the only way to get attention from his parents (and so what if it's negative attention? he doesn't know the difference). javy is the first person to give jake positive attention and jake doesn't know what to do with it or how to accept it. sometimes when the fighting is very bad at home, jake runs to javy's for a while, but he always goes back home to take his punishment sooner than javy or javy's parents would like, because he is afraid of leaving his sisters alone at home for too long with his parents.

eventually, tho, they are old enough to escape, and that means that jake is right on their heels. they check in as often as they can and things are the worst they've ever been for the years between his next oldest sister's departure and the day he turns 18. but when he does, he and javy enlist together. jake tells his parents, against his wishes. somehow it is another thing for his father to be angry about. his mother cries and cries, as if she's ever cared for his well-being before. for the first time, jake hits his father back. all the way to annapolis, he sports a black eye covered by makeup, and prays to the God of the church he was forced to attend in a suit acting presentable each sunday but does not believe in, that seresin sr. is not somewhere in texas right now talking to the police, ruining jake's chance at true freedom before it's even begun.

he must not be, because nothing ever comes of it. jake does not speak to his parents again.

if like all of this ends up in a fic in like idk 6 months or something. dont @ me. akdhfdjfghfjf it probably will even tho i have a wip list a mile long help aaaaaa

21. If you're a fic writer and have written for this character, what's your favorite thing to do when you're writing for this character? What's something you don't like?

i have only (publicly) written for jake once, in the first half of chapter twenty-one of time takes no prisoners (you'll see), so that is my ticket to answering this lol. just know that i plan to write plenty for jake in the future, i am just swamped with mav dad and brad brad wips atm lol

i think my favorite thing about writing for jake is walking that exact line between being an absolute asshole and being a normal person, and the way that jake is somehow both entirely self aware of it, and entirely oblivious to it at the same time. the contrast between the things he thinks in his pov, and the things he says aloud, are also everything. his pov is one of my favorites in this fandom (tho ofc i have loved every pov i have written so far !!!) bc he's just so.... him. so much sharp and so much snark but so much heart too, if you can get to it. so much unresolved and unacknowledged childhood trauma manifesting all over the place. rip to jake but it's everything for me as the author lol.

one thing that sucks about this as the author tho is needing to BE these things on some level to write them. like im supposed to be witty and charming in this google doc rn ??????? say sike 😭 i spend a lot of time staring at an empty page when i get to jake's dialogue bc i can internal monologue all day long but when he has to be witty out loud its OVER for me lol

22. If you're a fic reader, what's something you like in fics when it comes to ths character? Something you don't like?

I GUESS THIS SHOULD COME AS NO SURPRISE. but i love the mav-accidentally-adopting-jake-kind-of trope. it is like. my FAVORITE genre of jake fic. its so multi layered too, because mav has had this fractured relationship with bradley for so long and is still struggling to fix it with him, and now here's jake, and why is jake gravitating to mav so much???? mav just does whatever comes natural in the moment, and i think it's like. kind of part of it, in a way. not a big one, but i think mav gets to interact in this way with jake and gets to A. remember how to do it, and B. remind himself that he is capable. and C. i think jake reminds mav of himself at that age and he has some inherent instinct trying to stop the crash that he sees coming. the idea of jake never having been shown like, just regular kindness or understanding from a parental-coded individual and respecting mav a lot in his career, and then after the mission its awkward bc its like oh shit. this is roosters dad basically???? thats fucking weird. and the next thing you know you are hanging out with roosters dad on the weekends when rooster is deployed and you are not ?????? what is going ON. WHY does he speak nicely to me. why does he praise certain things that i do. why does he listen attentively to things that i say. why does he keep trying to hug me when i am leaving. what is this strange interaction.

that being said, i think we all agree jake has some kind of unresolved childhood trauma, and i LOVE to see him have to face it, but sometimes it can just... go too far. i think something i don't like seeing happen to jake in fic is if he kind of.... gets his sharp edges rounded down??? or like, his claws filed away??? jake is a fully grown adult man, who HAS parents out there somewhere in some worlds, or HAD them in others, and he is bold and brash and sharp and quick-tongued. it's easy to reduce him to kind of an extreme position emotionally, and don't get me wrong. i love to put my blorbos in extreme emotional situations. but idk. i think with jake especially its hard to imagine him in a soft situation, and we have a tenancy to warp his character, or make him too teary, too honest, too direct, too sad. for me i feel like the sweet spot is right in the middle, trying to make sure he stays a little depressed and a little angry with himself all the time and a lot disillusioned, while still staying flippant and charming and evasive. it's easy to bend the character to fit the situation instead of the situation to fit the character, but it's important, i feel, to try and do the latter and not the former, with any character, but especially jake, in this fandom.

THANK U SO MUCH FOR GIVING ME A CHANCE TO RAMBLE NONNIE......i hope u enjoyed and i didnt bore u too much akdhdjdhfjf. i love jake and i love u. that is all. 💕

#star unasks #Anonymous #top gun #i feel so bad tagging asks in the tag but im an idiot who made my only blog organizational tag the literal movie name #so theres rly no going back lol so sorry everyone in the tag welcome to my wall of text #THANK U SO MUCH ANON FOR THE ASK #I LOVE IT I HAD A LOT OF FUN GETTING TO ANSWER AND I LOVE TALKIN ABT JAKE SM OMG #i wanna write for himmmmmmmmm aaaaaaaaaaa #mine #if u see a fic with this exact premise of jakes childhood happen on ao3 assume its me lol skjdhjfhfjg #stars scribbles

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'Jamie Tartt Makes a Mark' Excerpt (Roy/Jamie Soulmate Fic):

Jamie was good at making people fall for him, despite their better judgement.

He’d just have to get Roy to fall for him, too. It couldn’t be that hard, could it? Not with his abs and calf measurements. He was a catch. Hell, if Jamie was physically capable of giving himself a blowjob, he might have just married himself.

And then a voice cut through the air, making his wedding daydreams to himself evaporate faster than a snowball in Tahiti.

“Jamie?”

The cocky smirk Jamie was wearing immediately fell off his face.

Fuck. He knew that voice.

The last time he heard it, it had been slurring drunkenly at him and calling him a waste of space.

Jamie felt dread overtake him. It felt like ice-water had filled his chest and was weighing down his insides until they dropped to his stomach. It was like the floor under his feet had disappeared and he was falling back into his shitty childhood with his dad, right into a hole that made him feel like that small, scared kid again.

Roy must have noticed Jamie shut down because he looked curiously at the short, scruffy-looking older man staring at them.

The mark on Jamie’s arm, which was usually so showy and energetic, whooshed itself to the back of his arm, like it was actively hiding from James Tartt Sr. Jamie kind of wished he could hide from him too. He found himself unconsciously moving a little closer to Roy.

Jamie tried to open his mouth to say something but… shit, Jamie was scared . Even now, after all these years, this man still held so much power over him. It was a fucking joke. Jamie was an adult. He was stronger, richer, prettier but he still flinched whenever James made any sudden movements.

Swallowing hard, a cold sweat washed over him. Jamie waited for his old man to start first.

He wasn’t disappointed.

“So, that news lady on the telly wasn’t talking bollocks then,” James Tartt said, a sing-song tone in his voice. It was the one that managed to sound both agreeable and a second away from punching someone. Jamie had heard it enough growing up. Face red, James Tartt then lifted a fat finger to gesture from Jamie to Roy and back again. “Yous two bonded?” A look of disgust was now on his face, his nose wrinkled, like they were a pair of deformed swamp creatures that had taken a slimy shit in front of him. James then scoffed and shook his ruddy head. He was wearing a look of superiority, which was a bit rich coming from someone who still had sick down his front from last night’s drinking session. “I should have known, Jamie. You’re such a fuck up, of course you’d manage to fuck up bonding as well. A bloke. Of all people. And in front of the whole sodding world. It’s like you’re trying to embarrass me. I always knew you were soft, weak .”

Jamie felt like he was falling headfirst down a cliff but he didn’t have anything to hold on to. He tried to swallow, bile rising up his throat. It was bitter and acidic but it burned less than his father’s words.

He couldn’t reply. The words were stuck in his chest. Even when he opened his mouth, nothing came out, like he was a meek little mouse. He was a fucking coward.

And then a body moved in front of Jamie and a gruff voice snarled out.

“What’s your fucking problem, dickhead?”

Full fic here:

#jamie tartt #roy kent #roy x jamie #roy/jamie #ted lasso #ted lasso fic #phil dunster #brett goldstein

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Carlos fans saying we are worried about the car because it could be Carlos opportunity to become n1 with

I mean … if he beats Charles fair and square then go on make him number one and let him win. I would be sad for Charles but yes do it. If he had been in Charles position last year I would totally sacrifice Charles for him. Oh wait they did several times 🤡 they used Charles to cover RB strategies even when there was no threats. So maybe Charles n2 is not a bad idea after all.

The real thing here is that we know the car Carlos likes is not a winning car. It’s a car that understeers and when he had to fight Max he could not do anything. That kind of car could maybe do something against the W13 or W14, but the benchmark is RB19. So what I’m scared about is being content fighting for p3 to p4 when I want them to think about wining. We ´ve suffered from 19 to 21 with a mid car, I get it Carlos fans are happy because even when mid Ferrari is better than his previous teams (2020 aside) but guys… it’s supposed to be a top team now.

And also I enjoy great racing. I want to see beautiful quali laps, I want great fights on track. I’m sorry but Charles provides that even when he struggles with the car … Silverstone on hold hards 🤩 at least we have that from that shitty race. Carlos does not have those highs yet. Maybe he can, and I hope so this year.

You gagged him a bit I fear 😭😭😭😤😤😤

No but that's so true. You can be a decent midfield driver, but that doesn't necessarily translate to a performance at the front of the pack. I get that for him and his fans it must be exciting to even just have the opportunity to be regularly in contention for podiums and such, but you need someone with a bit more oomph to take on Max in a Newey rocketship and I don't think he's that guy 😭😭

Then again even if you compare their performance in the midfield things still don't look too great for Carlos. His best result in 2020 was a P2 in Monza after he failed to catch and pass Pierre (McLaren finished 3rd in the standings that year while Alpha Tauri were seventh). That was coincidentally his only podium in 2020 while Charles took two (and very nearly made it three in Turkey) in the SF1000. Literal nightmare fuel of a car.

Carlos actually beat his teammate Lando in 2020, and he finished 6th in the standings with 105 points. Charles had 98 points and one more DNF to his name (4 to Carlos's 3.) Lando had 97 points with 1 DNF.

Also like shoutout to one of the funniest moments in 2022 when they had Sainz Sr give out the pole trophy in Spain and it was very obviously set up as this "omg father hands son trophy for maiden pole!!!!!!" moment and then Charles rocks up after securing pole like 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

Basically to fight for the championship you need a bit more than three poles (two of which lasted roughly 100 metres) and one win in a race that's basically memorable for everything but the win 😭😭😭😭 It's funny because sometimes it seemed like he was taking part in a different championship than everyone else? 🤔 Omg loved the fight between Ferrari and Scuderia Sainz 😍😍😍 The way he was fighting Charles 10x harder than his actual competitors from rival teams. Bruh 🥴 Like I know everyone wants to beat their teammate and all that but Charles seems to actually focus on the bigger picture (championship) while Carlos doesn't seem all that bothered if they're finishing like 5th or 3rd or whatever as long as he's ahead of Charles. That's just not the kind of mentality you need to be bringing to a WDC/WCC fight I'm afraid.

And yes 👏 Charles's final laps in Silverstone were so goated...... not to mention it allowed Carlos to create a nice gap for himself when Charles was out there fighting for his life against 3 or 4 cars on fresh tyres.

#replies #anonymous #discussions and predictions #long post

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A3! Utsuki Chikage - Translation [SR] Festival of Blooming (2/2)

*Please read disclaimer on blog

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Itaru: Here you go.

Chikage: …

Itaru: So dirty. Is this actually washed? …Can you stop giving me that look? They’re freshly washed. Rest assured.

Chikage: I’ll borrow them for a second then.

-pause-

Chikage: Heh, they’re comfortable. These clothes.

Itaru: Is this how a kid feels when they lend their clothes to their parents…

Chikage: Oh, right. I’d like to borrow a controller.

Itaru: Well, I do use those. Here you go. It’s okay if this one breaks.

Chikage: I’m not going to act that violently. Or perhaps I should exaggerate my acting a bit?

Itaru: Please put a cap on it.

Chikage: Understood. Alright, I’m starting. “Ha? Time out? It’s a Friday night, there’s no way nobody’s on. Damn normies enjoying their lives.” “I’m gonna banish you shitty small fry to the shadow realm.” “Rip in peace in pieces.”

Itaru: (That’s probably me when my match up isn’t going well, or when I'm pissed off because I can't beat a lower ranked opponent…)

Chikage: “Hell yeah! You really thought, huh? Trash.”

Itaru: (Wait, this trash-talking vocabulary…!)

Chikage: “Ah, senpai came back without me even realizing, huh? GJ with the corporate slaving.” “Woah, it’s already 2AM…”

Itaru: (Here’s the turn of events I hate… It’s me when I’m torn between sleeping or eating, but I’m doing neither.”

Chikage: “Should I have some ramen? Do you want some too, senpai? I’ll share.” “Eh, clean up my garbage? Of course I will.” “Tomorrow or the day after that.” And scene. That was typical Chigasaki. What do you think?

Itaru: …It was good. I’m not aware of my typical movements or facial expressions. But I just naturally accepted that was me.

Chikge: Good to hear.

Itaru: That’s why I have mixed feelings though. When I'm shown my undisciplined self objectively, it’s not that… I don’t feel sorry or a little ashamed.

Chikage: Do you understand what I’m trying to convey to you?

Itaru: “Re-evaluate how you live”, right?

Chikage: You’re not wrong. But I’ll give you 40 points.

Itaru: Here comes the sudden scoring system.

Chikage: Even you yourself feel ashamed of your lifestyle… But, even so, I have never thought I wanted to switch rooms. To my great surprise.

Itaru: We all know that’s a lie.

Chikage: I’m not counting the times it’s merely crossed my mind. You can say what you feel out loud. And you can relieve your stress and lift your own spirits by creating a space to release your emotions… I think that’s one good thing about you that I don’t have. I wonder if that means in a way, I envy you.

Itaru: —.

Chikage: Of course I do want you to improve and fix your lifestyle.

Itaru: That stings.

Chikage: In any case, you can just stay as you are. Surprisingly, I don’t dislike seeing you being so free, Chigasaki.

Itaru: Seriously?

Chikage: Probably.

Itaru: Probably? Well… thank you. I look forward to continuing living together.

Chikage: I’ll be in your care.

Itaru: Shall we take the instant photo now? I’ll leave the pose to you.

Chikage: Understood.

Itaru: Here goes. 3, 2, 1—.

*click*

Chikage: What do you think? I tried to be you.

Itaru: 82 points.

Chikage: I feel like I just barely achieved an “A” rank in this minigame of dodging-the-question.

Itaru: Oh, that’s my roomie for you. Correct.

Chikage: By the way, I ate this to prepare for my role.

Itaru: Oh, that’s the cup noodles I like.

Chikage: You told me it tastes good when it’s a little soggy, so I made sure to leave it a little longer before I ate it.

Itaru: It was good, right?

Chikage: 35 points.

Itaru: That’s the lowest score of the day…

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#a3!#a3! translation #utsuki chikage #act! addict! actors!

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moonlight404-translates · 1 year

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A3! Izumida Azami | SR - Banquet of Blooming | Translation

Special thanks to Noodle for helping me with the proofreading!

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Disclaimer: Neither English nor Japanese is my native language, but I did my best with the translation. If you find any mistakes, feel free to tell me. By the way, Director’s name will be Izumi.

Starring “Azami” / 1

Azami: Next up is to buy more foundation… Izumi: Who will you apply this eyeshadow to? Azami: That’s for the undead. It gives a more realistic touch when you apply it around the eyes. Azami: By the way, I can create a fine pale condition overlapping these two lipsticks. Izumi: I understand… Izumi: (Indeed, I can learn about makeup if I come shopping with Azami.) Izumi: …Ah, this is a nice color. Azami: Glitter makeup isn’t used for stages. No one has sparkling eyelids naturally. Azami: Stage makeup is not there for decoration. It has to go with the role, yadda, yadda—. Izumi: (Fufu, Azami-kun definitely becomes talkative when it comes to makeup.) Izumi: The guests might be happy if you talk like this in the screening event’s talk show. Azami: You think so? Well, I can say a lot if it’s about this. Azami: …Hm? That over there, is a space featuring new makeup products? Izumi: Ah, you’re right. Azami: Heh, there are many displayed. Director, lend me your face for a bit. Izumi: (Saying no doesn’t seem to be an option…) Izumi: Yes, sure. Azami: Thank you. Azami: …Yeah, looks good. Izumi: Wow, it’s a lovely color… Azami: Well, the model makes it look like that too. Izumi: Fufu. That sounds like something Kazunari would say. Azami: Hah? At least compare me to Banri-san. I meant it matches the model’s skin tone… Izumi: Yeah, I know. Azami: … Azami: …Let’s buy this. Izumi: Are you going to apply it to someone? Azami: That’s not the reason for it. I simply liked it, and maybe I could use it one day. Azami: Besides, that shitty cheapskate Sakyo won’t notice it if we buy it together. Izumi: Ahaha. There’s no other way, then. I’ll keep this a secret.

Izumi: You’re in a good mood, Azami-kun. Azami: I managed to get everything I needed more of, and was able to get some new stuff too. Taichi: Huh?! Aren’t those Director-sensei and A-chan?! Banri: Hey, good work today! Are you on your way back from shopping? Izumi: Yes, we are. Taichi: Nice timing, you two! We’re going to karaoke, do you want to join us? Azami: Karaoke…? - phone rings - Azami: Hm? Azami: Hello? …Ooh, good day. Azami: Now? I see… Wait a little bit. Azami: Sorry, Taichi-san, Banri-san. I got a call from a friend asking me to hang out now. Azami: He has been busy lately, and we haven’t met at all. So I thought I’d go with him… Taichi: Oh, don’t worry about that. It’s all good! We’ll invite you again another day! Banri: I got it. In exchange, you’ll have to show us a freestyle rap next time we go to karaoke. Izumi: Sounds good. I want to listen to it too. Azami: What with that? Azami: But, thank you. I’ll go with him today. Azami: Still there, Shifuto? I’m heading there now. See you later. Izumi: (This Shifuto-kun… If I’m not wrong, he’s Azami’s childhood friend.) Azami: Then, I’m on my way to the station. Taichi: Good luck~! Have fun~! Azami: Sure. Same to you. Izumi: Take care.

Azami: Thanks for coming to the DEAD/UNDEAD screening event. I’m Azami Izumida. I play Abel’s role. Banri: I’m Ivan’s actor, Banri Settsu. Glad to be here today. Omi: I'm the one who plays Red’s role, Omi Fushimi. A pleasure. Banri: —Then, let’s start the talk now to not lose time. First… were there any struggles for this play? Azami: A lot. Omi: Haha, many things happened. Banri: One that we can talk about here, please. Omi: In that case, how about the makeup for us? Banri: You two have the zombie makeup today too. Azami: Applying a not-so-grotesque wound and bruise makeup alone to four people was a real struggle. Banri: Of course, I understand that doing it is tough, but getting it done was unexpectedly hard too. Omi: Since the makeup takes time, we had to come here early for the matinees. Banri: And if we moved, even a little, Azami would get mad at us, so we had to fight against our drowsiness. Banri: Taichi got yelled at too many times to remember. Omi: Hahaha. Yeah, that happened. Azami: No, really. Don’t sleep while you’re getting your makeup done. Omi: But what’s amazing about Azami isn’t just how he can do makeup but how that makeup keeps changing. Banri: Even in one performance, it changes as the scenes progress. Azami: When your acting changes on stage, the role starts to change. Azami: And those changes have to be reflected in the makeup too. Like the eyeshadow or the cheeks. Azami: But since that was my first stage, I couldn’t do much there. Azami: When I think about it now, it makes me wonder if I should have done more of this or maybe like this… Omi: We’re looking forward to how your makeup direction will change for future performances. Banri: Well, that means the growth of the youngest member is a highlight for the autumn troupe.

Starring “Azami” / 2

Izumi: Good work on the talk show! It was very worth listening to and fun. Izumi: Then, Azami-kun, next is… Azami: That shitty Sakyo’s plan for an Instax photo to give as a present. Azami: I know, so let me retouch the makeup first. Izumi: Fufu, despite saying it like that, you’re diligent in retouching your makeup. That’s admirable. Azami: That’s because you can’t edit an Instax. …Okay, guess this is fine. Izumi: Are you ready? Then, I’ll take it. 3, 2, 1! Izumi: Yes, looks good! Banri: GJ. Banri: Oh, an Instax? Omi: Yeah, the present that we talked about before. Let’s see it. Azami: Hey, don’t just take a peek at it. Banri: This is a present for the fans, isn’t it? Smile a bit more. Omi: Haha. But that feels more Azami-like, and he shows a good expression. Izumi: It’s a cool snap. Banri: I should send it to Sakyo-san. Azami: Haah? Don’t you dare. Banri: It’s just a joke. Izumi: We’ll close the theater soon, so go and change your clothes. Omi: Aah, gotcha.

Izumi: Well, since I finished these documents early, I might watch an online movie before going to sleep. Izumi: …Ah, this is the sequel of the zombie movie the autumn troupe watched for their undead performance’s role study. Izumi: …What should I do? Sounds a bit scary to watch it alone at night, but I’m curious about the continuation. Okay, I’m doing it. Izumi: … - dream starts - Izumi: Hm… Izumi: …? This is… Izumi: (This feels like a gloomy and uncanny place…) Izumi: (But hey, the atmosphere of a ghost town scenery… it’s similar to the undead performance set. But can it really be…) Izumi: (...! Are these footsteps from an undead…?!) Izumi: (W-What should I do…?) ???: … Izumi: — ???: …You there. Who are you? Izumi: What…? Izumi: (It’s Abel…?! Aah, thank you…!) Abel: I came back ‘cause I got the feeling Red would reappear in these ruins… Abel: I lost sight of Ivan on the way, and here’s a woman unaware of the situation. Sigh… what a day. Izumi: S-Sorry for that… Izumi: (Ah… Abel’s arm scar… Azami-kun paid close attention to it for this special effects makeup.) Izumi: Ahm… since we met like this, could I see your scar? Abel: Hah? What do you mean by since we met like this— Izumi: So amazing! How impressive, Azami-kun. A unique and realistic makeup… Abel: What are you saying? Hey, let me go…! Izumi: Sorry, sorry. Izumi: (This side of him is a bit similar to Azami-kun.) Abel: W-What with this woman…? Ivan: Hey, Abel? Are you here? Abel: …My partner is calling me. Abel: Anyway, let’s get out of here. Come on. Izumi: —

Izumi: …! Izumi: So it was all a dream? - knock knock - Izumi: ? I’m coming. Azami: Director, can you spare me a moment? Izumi: What is it? Azami: I came up with a makeup style using the cosmetic we bought. Can I try it on you?

Choice 1: Are you sure?

Izumi: Sure, I don’t mind. But… are you sure about trying it on me? Azami: I bought it with Director’s skin color in mind. Azami: No, it’s not like I bought it for you or because I wanted to apply it on you…! Azami: But when you tried it in the selling place, you looked pretty good. …It just suited you. Azami: S-So, if it’s alright, I’m gonna try it out. Izumi: Fufu, okay. I get it.

Choice 2: I’m curious to see how it will be.

Izumi: I’m curious to see what kind of makeup you will do. Azami: I came up with some combinations. Azami: If I paired it with this, it might give a nice natural feeling. But if I paired it with this other, it might give a different atmosphere from your usual... Azami: Thinking about Director’s makeup is truly fun. That’s why I want to try all the makeup styles I thought of on y— Azami: Ah, f-forget that! Izumi: ?

Izumi: Ah, but I woke up from a nap just a while ago, and I have this just woke up look… Azami: Oh, you do seem a bit sleepy. Azami: But your skin tone is okay. Perfect. Izumi: (When you put it like that I can’t say anything back…) Azami: Now, I will start. Close your eyes. Izumi: Okay. Then, I’ll leave it to you.

#a3! translation #azami izumida #a3!#a3! azami #a3! backstage story #a3! 3rd anniversary set

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thingswhatareawesome · 6 months

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i'm so slow to get to the new sr patch stuff this week. mon i barely had any time to cram any gaming in super late, and yesterday i was so exhausted i only did the bare minimum and the first couple stages of sim u world 8 bc they were low lvl and thus easy/no brain (checked my retainers and turned in wondrous tales in xiv, but was so tired i didn't do more beyond that). today was super tiring too, though not as bad. though i did have to crash and nap in the afternoon. didn't even look at xiv but did at least finally check out the new questline in sr and get the event bit of it started.

i won't lie, i honestly didn't care about any of the new girl characters being released, but at least the new storyline made me like them (even if i'm not interested in warping for them).

tried the new cavern, ofc it gave me a bunch of shitty relics lol

#at least spouse is finally start to improve and is able to move around and do stuff on his own #so i'll have just a little extra to do but not nearly so much #and tomorrow i only have a couple house related tasks to do so less on that front as well #please ignore my sr bs

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3rrorsnas · 6 months

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can I ramble about source/multiversal(my multiverse) stuff? I will ramble about multiversal stuff

doesn't it seem like outertale timelines have become a little bit like a multiversal hub lately?? and I'm saying lately because I'm pretty sure a few years ago I was still able to go there without any problem or annoying encounters-

but now days it fucking seems like the creators want to put EVERYONE there, plus not even mentioning the fact that they told EVERYONE that that is my favorite place and I actually am scared to go back to one of the few fucking aus that I don't entirely hate and could chill out at for freaking once.

and I know they didn't explicitly SAY it, it was mostly gossip and they're creators yada yada I kNOW-... but it fucking sucks. it fucking sucks that the only place I could be calm, alone, without many fucking anomalies annoying me, a place where I could forget everything for a bit and feel finally at peace, is now overcrowded and basically low key chasing me away. I'm straight up fucking scared to go there now for the possibility that a stupid outcode would show up, or hell people that HATE me actually straight up go looking for me/hunt for me there. because that has happened and I fucking hate it. fuck you all.

I even used to actually avoid it because I was scared inky would find me there-... that was before we got married of course (and I was avoiding him because I couldn't understand or control my feelings- it's a long story urgh TT/srs)

so yeah fuck you, I don't have any place to go watch the stars now and the surface has a shitty sky

like, have you seen how a city sky is??? I can barely see a few stars!! thank god we can see the moon at least urgh-

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desudog · 8 months

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I use the video game example a lot for trans identity stuff but it's because it works so well and really helps people understand.

If you got a randomly assigned sex with RPG typical overexaggerated gender presentation on your player character, and it doesn't match your prefered sex and your gender, it may feel a bit shitty right? You, as the player, may have a hard time projecting on the character at the very least. Other people in the lobby default to "her" or "him" and you have to correct them, "no, I'm actually [X] I just had bad luck with the rng."

Some people laugh with you and some relate. Some people blow a gasket and say "no way, you're a [X] because that's what your avatar is!" Some people don't understand and snidely remark that it'd a role playing game. You get what you were given. They've never been uncomfortable role playing as [X], so just live with it."

The very same thing can relate to other parts of the model you were assigned. Not just the sex of the character you were assigned.

I think it helps to describe it as such when discussing things like race's connection to this, because many people immediately take the transphobe stance of "but they're not actually-" if we solidify the mental separated from the physical as being the bordering on omnipresence experienced by the self when playing a game, and the model as the self projected into, its easier to allow the read the solidity of the person who would be controlling the self. Because many times, there's a quick invalidation of the individual's existence as a mind and, if you believe in them, soul, before they are a collection of biological pieces.

It's should be easier for people who already experience an incongruence between their body and mind, usually in the way of sexual characteristics, to understand this divide. We use the word gender a lot, but I think its important to not invalidate how many people specifically desire transition in the way of primary and secondary sexual characteristics. Wanting a penis and having a vagina is okay. Wanting a vagina and having a penis is okay. These are actually, rather normal experiences. Other parts of the physical self may also face this. Often people argue that being trans in the way they're used to is somehow different due to the mental nature of being transgender, but in doing so throw transgender people who desire sexual transition such as SRS or hormone therapy under the bus as invalid, even if they don't believe that and often belong to that assumable majority.

While you may not have an understanding of the self at birth, many people begin to solidify one even on early childhood. It's not just only your sex that is randomized (which is a collection of traits, not a singular binary set, although oftentimes are bundled into one.) But all matters of your physical self. Many of us who's incongruence exists outside of sex and assigned gender also began to realize in childhood that something about us was undesirable and didn't match the way we felt.

I feel as though, including people with sex inconcruence, there's something to be said about a disassociation of the self as a defense mechanism of this mismatch. If I can't be me, I'll just be a character who looks like this. The performance you play in your own body, because it's not YOUR body. Then, there's something to be said, in the context of games, dnd characters sharing a never changed universal trait. An army of sim households who could very well be twins. A reluctance to Rust. Words that I can't reach about avatar being a soul released from its body.

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seven-oomen · 1 year

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Hi, Ben! I’m sorry it’s been a bad pain day, and I hope it’s gotten a bit better! So, I’ve been having severe writer’s block for a while, but with all the hubbub around the movie I finally started working on some of my WIPs. And one of the ideas I’d had was for a fluffy comfort fic for the boys, and since it’s been a shitty few days and I managed to actually get everything out of my head and onto the screen for this one, uh, here, have the first thing I’ve finished in like two years? (Holy shit, I finished something?!) I was gonna put it on AO3, but wasn’t sure if/how to make it private since it’s kinda technically another post-OUAT inspired fic and I wanted to check with you first before posting it? I tried to avoid any specific references to much. Also, I only reread it like once and gave it only the vaguest hint of editing because I was trying to do time zone math in my head, and I can’t even manage to think of a title right now. In case you’re curious, the movies mentioned are Jungleground (which does indeed feature a very bby JR, thank you for that IMDb), Mortal Kombat (because obviously), and WolfCop. Anyway, enjoy, and I hope it makes your day a bit better! *HUGS!!!*

If it is anything like this wonderful fic gift below, you have my blanket permission to use the OUAT universe for all your fic writing inspiration. My only requests is that you send me the link to said fics so I may read them too.

Because B, you cannot send me this much cuteness at 1:30 am and not expect me to absolutely flip the fuck out and go to sleep with a smile on my face. I absolutely fucking love this so much, holy shit, and I have FEELINGS. And if I wasn’t half asleep already, I would be writing fic with these feelings. (But alas I have been fighting sleep since 9pm and I am falling over, so writing will have to wait until the morning).

But I am so freaking excited to write more of that buddycop fic now and this is FEEDING ME. Watered my crops, blessed my day. It is a wonderful gift and one that I treasure with all my heart.

Placed the Dilf club/Stetopher sr fic gift under a readmore for people’s dash, but it is very cute, mentions a/b/o, but is fluff/comfort. It’s based/ in the universe of Once Upon a Time

Untitled Shameless Fluffy Comfort Gift Attempt:

Noah handed over the last bag to Melissa with a slightly rueful smile. With a look like she was doing her absolute best not to laugh at him, she got stowed it away with the rest in the trunk, while he leaned into the back seat to give both the twins one final kiss goodbye for the night. They barely seemed to even register it as they continued to giggle and grizzle at each other, staring around the unfamiliar vehicle in wonder from beneath their many layers.

“Thanks, Mel, I’ll owe you one.” He gave her a brief but thorough hug in deference to the chill winds whipping around the driveway and tossing her dark hair around like a banner.

“I don’t mind in the slightest, you know that. They’re too tiny to be too much trouble yet, and frankly I love to see the look of low-key panic on Scott’s face when he sees me with them because he’s worried I’m going to start asking about grandkids.”

Noah snorted out a laugh and gave her one last squeeze before stepping back. “Well, glad to be of assistance then.”

“Exactly. Speaking of, get back in there and look after my other boy. It’s freezing out here, and I’ve got these two.”

“Yes, ma’am,” he cheekily replied, tossing her a jaunty salute as he stepped back inside. He waited until he saw her drive off with a last wave before heading towards his bedroom.

Chris was still curled up where he’d left him, looking miserable but clearly trying to be stoic about it. They all had their fair share of recurring aches these days, courtesy of both the creeping march of time and the sometimes rather unfortunate events of their lives, but due to both his father’s…well, Noah might call them training methods if he were feeling particularly generous about it, which he rarely was…and a couple of hunts gone rather severely wrong, Chris’ bad pain days tended to be far worse than Noah or Peter’s. A passing weather system was causing plummeting temperatures and frankly horrendous pressure changes, and Noah was currently feeling occasional twinges in places he didn’t even know could twinge. He couldn’t even imagine how much worse it was for his husband right now.

Exchanging his more outdoor appropriate attire for a t-shirt and flannel pants, he gingerly climbed up onto the bed and curled up as close as he could to where Chris was propped up with the specially shaped and supportive pillows left over from Noah’s pregnancy, a heating pad across his shoulders and around one knee. At least two layers of blankets were draped over him to help hold the heat in, with more piled at his feet if needed. He leaned over and pressed a gentle, lingering kiss to ruffled ashen locks, his hand almost instinctively reaching out to tangle with Chris’, his thumb stroking soothingly along one side as their rings clinked quietly against each other. A brief green glow lit up their twined fingers as he sent a burst of healing energy across. Some of the tension flowed out of Chris’ muscles, letting him melt more comfortably into the cushions, and Noah. He knew it wouldn’t help for terribly long- neither it nor the pain drain did- but it was something he could do to help at least ease some of his soulmate’s suffering, so he’d do it as frequently as Chris would let him.

“Still doing okay?”

Chris heaved a soft sigh and tilted his head to nuzzle his cheek against Noah’s. “No worse, at least.” There was the faintest twitch of Chris’ shoulders in what appeared to be an attempt at a shrug.

“Is it time for your meds yet?”

“I don’t really want to take any more for a bit if I can help it, make me feel too fuzzy,” he said with a slow shake of his head.

“Need anything?”

“Just you.” Chris sent him teasing look up through his lashes with the tiniest little adorable smirk on his face. Noah very badly wanted to kiss it off him, but figured that would be starting something his husband was in no shape to finish. “And Peter,” Chris continued with a glance past Noah’s shoulder, “if he ever manages to make it back.”

They’d managed to clear the house of all but themselves for the day so Chris could have some peace (they loved their kids, but there were just. So many of them.) The older kids were all at a party at Kira’s house (he supposed if anyone could keep most of their hellions and a handful of other kids under control, a 900 yr old kitsune could…), Ben was at a sleepover at a friend’s, and Melissa had generously offered to take the twins to her place since she’d had only a short, early shift today. The resulting freedom had lead to their husband announcing that it was high time they acquired some new films for their collection that they could enjoy for the first time without any “extraneous familial commentary.” After ascertaining that Peter was not intending to buy them any more porn, Noah reluctantly sent him to scavenge the used DVD section of the local Half-Price Books, slightly concerned what sort of travesties he might return home with, but knowing that their Alpha desperately needed to get out and do something to feel useful.

Almost as if Chris’ words had summoned him, Noah felt a tingling on the edge of his awareness that he only ever got around his husbands just as he caught the heavily muffled whir of the garage door opening and closing. Sure enough, Peter soon came waltzing in, one of their reusable bags dangling from his fingers and an elegant cream-colored box in his hand.

“Greetings my lovelies. I come bearing gifts,” he breezily announced, tossing his windblown hair out of his face with a move like he was in a damned shampoo ad. Noah was deeply irritated at how well he pulled it off.

Peter laid the items at the end of the bed and stripped off his coat and jeans, pulling his phone from his pocket and tossing it haphazardly towards the headboard. He gathered up the bag and box without bothering to put anything else on, climbing up next to the two of them in just his boxers and henley. Leaving his video findings to the side for the moment, he very carefully placed the box in Chris’ lap, lifting up the top flap with a surprising minimum of flair. The bounty contained within was a luscious looking pile of chocolate iced cream puffs, the scent of strawberries and cream wafting heavily in the air. They looked freshly made and richly decadent.

“My route home happened to take me past that patisserie you’re so fond of just in time for a new batch of these to be coming out.” He received matching fondly exasperated looks for the sheer unlikelihood of that statement, but neither called him on it. “I thought they’d make excellent snacks for our viewing marathon if you feel up to eating at any point.” As he spoke, he leaned in and sniffed delicately at Chris’ neck to try and get a read on his mood. Finishing with a soft nuzzle to his temple, he leaned back and glanced between the two Omega’s gazes.

“Thank you, Peter.” Chris’ face lit up with that happy little smile that always made Noah’s heart flutter, the faintest hint of a blush suffusing his cheeks. It was far preferable to the pale, pinched look he’d had most of the day, and Noah wanted to kiss Peter for putting it there. And also because his gorgeous husband was currently half naked and wearing smirk that managed to be somehow smug and shy all at the same time. And because he’d been gone for more than a couple of hours now and he still hadn’t gotten an I’m-home-and-I-missed-you kiss. Okay so he maybe had a lot of reasons to want to kiss Peter. Sue him.

Chris glanced consideringly down at the box, biting at his lip. “The nausea from the pain meds is still fading, but should probably be gone by the time we decide on a movie. I’ll look forward to them.”

With a happy little nod Peter moved the box to the far nightstand and snatched up the bag of DVDs. “Very well, gentleman. Allow me to share the wondrous artifacts I unearthed for us today.” Looking at the design of the labels on a couple of them, Noah wasn’t entirely certain Peter was kidding about that. He’d easily guess those titles to be fifteen to twenty years old at least. Their Alpha proudly scooped up one and held it up for their inspection.

“This delightful little dystopian number stars a former wrestler as a cop who gets captured by a gang of adorably young would be drug-runners and has to rescue both himself and his lady love. It looks astoundingly, laughably bad, but the gang leader is just absolutely precious, so I just couldn’t resist.” Noah wasn’t even sure where to start with that, and Chris was already looking amusedly resigned. Peter switched out the DVD for the next one, which Noah recognized and then had to fight the urge to facepalm.

“Next, we have this amazing cult classic that I know for a fact you have not had the joy of experiencing yet, Chris. I have had the pleasure, but it’s been rather a while and I was feeling nostalgic.”

“…Is that the one where they’re fighting demon ninjas to save the world or something…?”

“Indeed it is, in a glorious and amusing display of horrendously cheesy effects and impressive martial arts. So many sexy people beating on each other; it’s really quite enjoyable. I’m rather fond of one of the male leads myself.” He gave an exaggerated little shimmy. “Love me a man who can do the splits.” Chris rolled his eyes with an intensity that would have dropped him back into the pillows if he weren’t already there at that declaration, while Noah just reached up to pinch between his eyebrows for a moment. Blithely ignoring both of them, Peter swapped for the last DVD case. A gun-wielding Wolf Man style werewolf in a deputy’s uniform snarled out from the cover. Noah pinched a bit harder.

“This one is rather new, but I’ve heard good things about it. It’s also supposed to be mind-numbingly cheesy, but surprisingly smart at the same time. Also it’s apparently chock-full of references to older, well-known classics of the werewolf genre.” Noah could practically feel the rant about lore inaccuracies building up under his fellow Omega’s skin. That sort of thing tended to drive Chris absolutely crazy, but it was so cute to watch him vent (a refreshing change to his tendency to suppress most things in the interest of harmony) that they just couldn’t help themselves sometimes. “From what I understand the first part of him to shift is his dick.” Noah dropped his forehead to Chris’ shoulder just in time to feel the full body twitch that went through the hunter.

“You do recall that I mentioned I picked up the box set for Stargate: Atlantis the other day, right? You know, the one with Jason Momoa? I told you both about that, right?” Noah tried with much desperation but little hope to dissuade his husband from his chosen films.

“Yes, yes, dear, so you’ve said several times now. We’ll get to that eventually,” Peter replied without even pulling his gaze from his perusal of the back of the case. He distractedly reached over and picked up the Omega’s joined hands, lifting them up to place an absent, if drawn out kiss to the back of Noah’s. At the same time, he saw black lines begin to snake up his veins from where his fingers linked with Chris’ own. Chris sagged gratefully back into his cushions, sighing somewhat blissfully at his temporary reprieve. Noah was tempted to keep arguing, if only for the sake of his eyeballs, but the wolf looked calmer and less frazzled than he had since they’d first realized it was going to be one of THOSE days for their husband, and Chris looked more comfortable than he had in a while, so he resigned himself to his fate with a mostly performative reluctance.

“Let’s get this horrorshow on the road, then,” he said, snuggling in closer to Chris. Peter snorted, grabbing up the first DVD and heading over to the TV stand. The deliberate sway to his hips as he walked was confirmed as he reached the TV and threw a sassy wink back over his shoulder. The two Omegas didn’t even bother to pretend any innocence, raising their eyebrows at him in sync as they continued to appreciate the view. He shamelessly repeated his performance on the way back to the bed, grabbing another blanket to layer over them as he crawled up to press as close as he could to Chris’ other side. Noah managed to snake an arm between a fold in the pillows so that he could reach across to Peter without jostling Chris, and placed a grounding hand at the bend of the Alpha’s shoulder and neck. The tensed muscles there loosened fractionally, and he felt Peter drop a grateful peck to the side of his wrist in thanks. Giving a quick squeeze of their still clasped hands, Noah caught a glimpse of that tiny smile back on Chris’ face as he tucked his own into the side of Chris’ head on the pillow, breathing in the familiar scent of his shampoo and trying (and sadly failing) to ignore everything that was happening on the screen.

Ah well, he thought, not an entirely terrible day at least.

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