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casscainsshoelace · 2 years

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Incorrect Beiguang quotes because I hate myself

Beidou: I can explain.

Ningguang: Can you?

Beidou: If you give me thirty seconds to think of a lie.

Beidou: You love me, right, Ningguang?

Ningguang: Normally, I’d say yes without hesitation, but I feel like this is going somewhere and I don’t like it.

Ningguang: *Walking in to a room* Sorry I’m late... I was... doing things.

*Sounds of running footsteps progressively getting louder*

Beidou: *Out of breath* SHE PUSHED ME DOWN THE FUCKIN’ STAIRS.

Beidou: I was arrested for being too cool.

Ningguang: The charges were dropped due to a lack of supporting evidence.

Ningguang: Beidou...

Beidou: Oh no, 'Beidou' in b-flat.

Beidou: You're disappointed.

Beidou: I made tea.

Ningguang: I don’t want tea.

Beidou: I did not make tea for you. This is my tea.

Ningguang: Then why are you telling me?

Beidou: It is a conversation starter.

Ningguang: That’s a lousy conversation starter.

Beidou: Oh, is it? We are conversing. Checkmate.

Beidou: *Gets down on one knee*

Ningguang: Oh my god, it’s finally happening.

Beidou: *Falls over*

Ningguang: The poison is kicking in.

Beidou: I learned some very valuable lessons from this.

Ningguang: I’m guessing they are all horrible distortions on the lessons you actually should’ve taken away.

Beidou: Death isn’t real, and I’m basically God.

Beidou: This is bothering me.

Ningguang: Well, you are digging up a corpse.

Beidou: No, not that. That's, uh, pretty par for the course, actually.

Beidou: Am I going too far?

Ningguang: No, no, no. You went too far about seven hours ago. Now you're going to prison.

Ningguang, pointing: May I sit there?

Beidou: That's my lap

Ningguang: That doesn't answer my question, Beidou.

Ningguang: Here's some advice

Beidou: I didn't ask for any

Ningguang: Too bad. I'm stuck here with my thoughts and you're the only one who talks to me

Beidou: Am I in trouble?

Ningguang: Take a guess.

Beidou: No?

Ningguang: Take another guess.

Ningguang: Are you an ‘arr’ pirate, or a ‘yo ho ho’ pirate?

Beidou: I’m a ‘I’m not paying $600 for photoshop’ pirate.

Ningguang: Ok, maybe playing ‘whose past is more traumatic’ wasn’t the best idea we’ve had. Beidou's been crying in the bathroom for an hour. We can’t get her out...

Ningguang: What is your biggest weakness?

Beidou: I can be uncooperative.

Ningguang: Okay, can you give me an example?

Beidou: No.

Beidou: I know you’re deflecting by making jokes about how hot you are.

Ningguang: It’s not a joke.

Ningguang: *sniffles*

Ningguang: I’m a legit snack.

Ningguang: Beidou and I have the kind of easy chemistry where we finish each other's-

Beidou: Sentences.

Ningguang: Don't interrupt me.

Ningguang: Sorry it took me so long to bail you out of jail

Beidou: No it’s my fault, I shouldn’t’ve used my one phone call to prank call the Millelith

Ningguang: Where are you going?

Beidou: To get tofu or commit a felony, I’ll decide on the way there

Ningguang: Do you take constructive criticism?

Beidou: I only take cash or credit.

Ningguang, tending to Beidou's wounds: How would you rate your pain?

Beidou: Zero stars. Would NOT recommend.

#the spacing is weird because I’m on mobile okay-#incorrect quotes #incorrect genshin impact #beiguang #ningguang #beidou #my post

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jymwahuwu · 1 year

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okay hi i’m new here and i was wondering if 1.) i could be 🍧 anon. and 2.) i was hoping to request yandere!jing yuan with a fem!reader who and yes this goes back to another rq you did of jing who kept spamming and calling reader to do the naughty, becomes super fed up with his shit and starts avoiding him irl. as like, she’s avoiding him and what have you, the texts- calls- and pictures all get progressively more frequent, until you’re basically waking up to pictures of him laying in bed w/o a shirt or, a pic of him after he gets ready- asking if you like his outfit and think he looks good.

but like reader becomes so annoyed that she tries blocking him, changing her number, avoiding him, and he only takes it as motivation to keep up his antics because he KNOWS how flustered it makes you, and he isn’t going to stop. but now he’s becoming slowly more creepy to the point he calls you and says “oh hey bby i’m on my way over 😘 leave the door unlocked for me”

anyways— thanks if you get the chance to do this request! i love ur work and can’t wait to see more from you!

related content: yan! jing yuan keeps spamming you and calling you

thanks for your encouragement! sure u can be 🍧 anon! visiting your house is really creepy lmaooo is there any way to stop him?

TW: yandere, non-con, harassment, looks like delusional but he's not delusional, somehow super lucid

Oh this is going to happen someday, you have all the desperate attempts to stop Jing Yuan- block him, keep changing numbers, check yourself on the street if you are being followed, and walk into the crowd. What you get are messages from [new number] praising your stunts (for avoiding him) and telling you that he really wants you to bend over if it's not in public. There's even something like "[photos 2], [photos 9], [voice message 2:16]". A large number of explicit texts and photos to lure your desire.

You look for a button to turn off message notifications, but somehow there's no way, just like you can't hang up those calls. You believe that your mobile phone has been hacked, but that is the power of Xianzhou technology, what ability do you have to refuse…?

Today's a weird but good day - you didn't see [new messages 42], nor were you distracted by morning and late-night phone calls leading you to surreptitiously watch porn. You're at home enjoying the peace of mind while sipping your favorite drink and watching space TV. However, halfway through the show, you receive a call from the general.

"Huh?" You were a little numb.

"Oh hey baby I'm on my way over!" There was a cheerful voice over there, which brought a bit of sunshine compared to the previous low voice. "Remember to leave the door unlocked for me-" You didn't hold it steady for a few seconds, and the drink in your hand spilled out - what does it mean? Jing Yuan on the way to your house?

"Wait… what?!" The call was over. You opened the chat history with your trembling fingertips, there was indeed a message last night saying "Baby here has a surprise for you tomorrow so we can have a good time (♡˙︶˙♡)"

What follows is your choice, but with the same consequences. You can leave the house temporarily, or stay in the house but lock the door and put a stick or something on the door handle. Leaving the house will only be caught by him like a kitten and brought home under the shocked eyes of everyone. And the option to lock the door, you're so naive, aren't you? Jing Yuan rings the door bell first and tells you "baby your dear boyfriend is here". After getting no response, the general murmured that he was lucky to have your spare key, and you who eavesdropped behind the door covered your mouth to suppress the screaming - how could he have your house key? Seeing that the door handle was stuck, Jing Yuan casually smashed the door handle with a relaxed smile on his face.

It's like a surreal nightmare for you now with an immersive live-action experience.

"Baby, I'm home. Are you eager?" He put his hands around your waist and lifted you off the ground. This is the first thing Jing Yuan does after entering your home. No matter how flustered and annoyed you are, asking him to put you down, the general will hold your waist tightly, feeling your breath contentedly. It takes a full minute before you get back to the ground.

Jing Yuan tries to act like a thoughtful boyfriend, cuddling with you on the couch watching a show (ignoring your struggle in a huff, stroking your boobs), giving you teahouse's popular drink (and throwing the original drink). There's a raised tent rubbing your butt, and you writhe in embarrassment.

General's plan for you is a sweet date at home, and… a sex marathon! He already told you how to pamper you, right? He started holding your cheek and kissing you affectionately and slowly, even as you whined with your eyes closed and pushed his chest with tears. He shudders as the cock buries into your warm and tight walls. It was better than he'd ever imagined in any call. You whimper "no", "this is too big", "I don't want to…" Jing Yuan shushes you, tells you you are adorable, stretches you unhurriedly with his dick.

Even though your house is small for him, Jing Yuan sees this as a lovely bird house. He starts fucking you all over the house, from bumping you on the dining table to overstimulating you and forcing you to squirt on the bed. If you have a balcony or a garden, Jing Yuan even considers taking you out to tease you a little. Of all the furniture, his favorite is your little bathtub. After being exhausted, Jing Yuan puts you in a bathtub filled with warm water and bubbles for you to relax, just like a responsible boyfriend would do. After taking a bath, he knew that you might not be able to walk by yourself now, so he carried you to the bed. He changes you into a pajamas patterned with furry animals. He loves doing these sweet things for you!

General pats you on the back, gently wiping away your tears. Your screaming isn't getting any help. You can only whine, sob, and sniff - until... you hyperventilate and fall asleep. He knows it's a packed schedule for a first date, so it's understandable that you'd be overwhelmed.

He took a picture of your sleeping face, clasped his fingers with you, and fell asleep together. There will be more sweet dates in the future. You will get used to it, right?

#alani.answers #[💌.from🍧]#yandere hsr #yandere honkai star rail #yandere jing yuan #yandere hsr x reader #yandere jing yuan x reader #honkai x reader #honkai star rail x reader #honkai star rail x you

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blushweddinggowns · 1 month

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Nancy furrowed her brow as she went to answer it, just as confused as everyone else, “Hello? What? I-Fred please be quiet for one second! How did you know I was here- I know the article is due but I’m in the- why call me if you aren’t going to let me talk!”

She pinched the bridge of her nose, “You know what? Yeah, just wait for me at school. I’ll be there in a few hours. Yes, hours! I’m hanging up now.”

She sighed, rubbing a hand over her face before addressing everyone, “It wasn’t important. I just have to stop at the school at some point today. But for now we should get going-”

But Wayne wasn’t having it. He turned back to the duo, pointing an accusing finger their way,“If either of you think you’re stepping out of this house you have another damn thing coming-”

“Okay!” Eddie interrupted, reaching out to grab Wayne’s arms, “It’s time to talk in private. The rest of you stay here.”

Eddie dragged Wayne into the back room, Steve following meekly behind. They could still hear them in such a small space, hushed voices arguing in Eddie’s room.

It made Chrissy feel weird, like she was intruding on a family moment. She knew she was, they all were. Dustin even went as far as to turn on the TV, effectively giving them the noise they needed to keep their conversation private.

“Oh my god,” Dustin breathed after a few seconds, “Oh no, oh no, oh no.”

Chrissy glanced at the screen, her stomach dropping when she saw what it was. It was her school photo. Followed with a reporter’s voiceover, “...following a cryptic voicemail, that police suspect was a forced call. Considering the untimely deaths of multiple young women in the town of Hawkins, we need a prompt and quick response in regards to finding this young lady. If anyone knows the whereabouts of Chrissy Cunningham please call your local authorities immediately.

Oh no. Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no. She should have known. Of course her mom would go straight to the police. She knew that call had been pointless. Worse than pointless. If she had never said anything then she probably wouldn’t have even realized Chrissy was gone until today.

“We can’t stay here,” Chrissy said suddenly, already feeling frantic.

“Why not?” Dustin asked, his brow furrowed, “No one else even knows you're here!”

But Robin was already moving, cursing under her breath as she got her shoes on, “Because if anyone looking for her has a single working brain cell they’ll look for me. And how do you find me?”

“You find Steve?” Dustin asked, still watching in confusion as the rest of the girls got ready to go.

“And if you’re looking for Steve,” Robin asked, “Where would you go?”

“Here,” Dustin grumbled, finally catching on.

“There you fucking go,” Robin sighed, before calling down the hall, “Steve, Eddie, we gotta go. Now!”

“Give us a damn minute!” Eddie yelled back, but Robin wasn’t having it. She marched back there, dragging a confused Chrissy with her.

The three men stared at them as Robin dug around, talking as she searched, “They reported Chrissy missing so that means cops are almost certainly on their way here. We need to go now-aha!”

She held up Eddie walkman, before waltzing over to Chrissy to put the headphones over her ears. She hummed the melody as she snatched the tape out of Eddie’s player, snapping quickly into the walkman and pressing play.

“There,” She said with a gentle smile, interlacing Chrissy’s fingers with her own, “Now you’re mobile.”

She turned back to Eddie and Steve, her voice softening at the kicked-puppy look on Steve’s face, “We’ll wait outside, but we need to think of a place to hide. Fast.”

“I already know a place,” Eddie sighed, waving them off. He threw his keys in their direction, Robin just catching them in time as he kept his eyes on Wayne, “Go to the van and hide in the back. We’ll be out in a minute.”

Chrissy nodded, and then Robin was dragging her off. She chanced one look back at them, her heart breaking a little at the devastated look on Wayne’s face. She felt so bad. Yes, whatever this was had started before her, but she was the brand new reason she was involved. Why all of these people were now risking themselves for her of all people.

“This isn’t your fault, y’know,” Robin said quietly as she unlocked the van’s door, the rest of the group talking quietly amongst themselves in front of the beemer, “I can see your brain working over there.”

Chrissy shrugged as she climbed inside, settling in the back. Robin sat beside her, close enough for their shoulders to touch. Chrissy wished Robin would think about stuff like that, how often she touched her. Or maybe Chrissy wished she could start thinking of it less.

“Maybe not everything,” She mumbled, “But it’s my fault you’re involved now. Maybe you guys could have been the bystanders for once if I never happened.”

“I doubt it,” Robin laughed softly, giving Chrissy’s hand a comforting squeeze. ``I got involved by working at an ice cream shop. Don’t underestimate the randomness of this crap. Besides…”

She trailed off, scooting closer to lay her head against Chrissy’s shoulder. Close enough for the warmth of her breath to tickle Chrissy’s neck, “Getting to know you is more than worth the trouble.”

From the latest chapter of this fic

#steddie #steddie fic #steve harrington #eddie munson #buckingham fic #the universe trapped in your skin #i told you all it's not abandoned!#the chapter is officially in the ~editing~ phase #things are happening after like #8 months #my bad on that one #fic snippet #season 4 rewrite #childhood friends au

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f0xgl0v3 · 2 months

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Calcedott tunnel makes my brain hurt; a list

Guys I read 38 pages of Tyrants tomb and already have beef with the extra forest that’s in a gorge next to a lake next to Calcedott tunnel and the highway that it presents. I’ll be talking about that, just you wait.

Okay, sorry, on the note of reading Tyrants tomb I have to get this off my chest. Here is a map that shows where the Calcedott maintenance tunnels are

(I found this map from Research gate; I’d link this but linking things on mobile Tumblr is really weird and difficult)

Lester says they turn onto highway 24. Except unless Lester has decided to not tell us they drove all the way through Berkeley/oakland as well. It’s such a weird way of getting them anywhere. Not to mention the fact that they land at Oakland airport; that should make it easier, right?

There’s Oakland international Airport. If we consider the route I will now try to draw a map of how they got there theoretically,

Okay, great, I over drew it a bit but you get the gist. Now, here’s the fun part. That Gorge that Lester swerves into, it’s not real. He’s not in the tunnels yet to reach the service tunnel for Calcedott (because the tunnels themselves are a roadway through a hill I believe) but that summons some major issues.

1) there is no place to put the gorge and lake that Lester and Meg fall into without bending Bay Area topography to our will

2) everything about Calcedott tunnel immediately makes no sense seeing as it’s a roadway that hundreds of people are driving through where there is no walk space for like Percy to be running and literally anything.

Maybe I’m simply just not understanding this, but when (from my knowledge) things like Camp Half-Blood can completely make geographical sense without moving anything geographically whatsoever. Then Camp Jupiter should make sense, and yet it doesn’t. I’m not talking about the valley itself because magic demigod magic can be protecting it. But stuff like the next to gorge with eucalyptus trees and the lake and the hidden tunnel.

I just- there is no point to this post except being confused over how this works. If anyone has any ideas feel free to provide those ideas, or if I’m just being a bit dumb then also please tell me. Tyrants tomb has made the Camp Jupiter Re-imagined map so much harder.

Anyway on that note I’m also going to be probably posting some concept drawings for the Magnus Institute building (and maybe it’s American sister institute-?) because the thing I want to know most as of being on Mag 33 is what the hiring process for the Magnus institute looks like, what are the roles in the institute? What job experience do they want someone to have, what’s the average job for people of the different like divisions look like- how do they advertise for new employees? The boring stuff :3

#idk how to tag this #pjo hoo toa #camp jupiter #hoo #kind of a rant #hoo headcanon #this sucks #actually genuinely lost braincells trying to figure this out #also Magnus institute my beloved please hand me over the employee handbook #and your application forms #also the statement forms #I gotta know how that stuff looks #okay bye

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foodlesoodlesdoodles · 1 month

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i would love to know more about ur jjba ocs :D

‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️ AN EXCUSE TO YAP . GODSPEED BELOVED CITIZEN. FOR SPACING I MAY HAVE TO DO A MULTI PART BUT I THINK ILL START WITH THE OGS. Honestly I wouldn’t mind an input about which one to clarify about,,,,, also Godspeed because you did this anon off which I could never be brave enough to do (positive) OKAY OKAY SO.

The Primary setting is Diamond Is Unbreakable. Featuring my favorite four gay college aged losers.

JOUJIROU HANABUSA is, quite obviously, yet another illegitimate child of a certain old man. 20 years old and studying to become essentially a professional bug researcher? She was actually made separate from the entire groups theming. She’s kindhearted and struggles to stand up for herself or take things serious, as she feels great remorse for who she was previous to college. She used to be a big hothead boy (‼️TRANSFEM BTW) who was the classic archetype of kid having a rough time at home (or at this case, lack thereof as she was in the foster system at a very small age) and took it out on other people. She struggles with feeling like she’s constantly left out or behind, which emphasizes itself when shit kicks into high gear in the story. (AU pictured briefly here where Joseph finds her at 11 and takes her to be apart of the family)

This kind of reputation proceeds her in the small town, and as such she’s become much more withdrawn and introverted. She left for a period of time as to help her adoptive father on business trips. After which, she came across her little half brother after he accidentally bumped into her while she was frozen looking at a millipede on a streetlight. They didn’t like eachother at first! But brother, once the moms found out it was OVER.

Her stand is The Seven Plagues of Egypt, a very odd place for a stand such as this! But that’s sort of her whole point, she’s sort of an echo of someone she never knew and the issues resulting sort of warping her life and behavior forever unintentionally. (Fun fact: she was 11 when the SDC arc happened!) her stand itself is disturbing and odd, manifesting itself not just out of the material it controls (locusts, fire, blood, etc etc) but also her own internal issues.

The stand itself is crazy, but it’s in the hands of a person who never wants to hurt anyone. Her favorite bugs are of course locusts, having certain earrings and a ponytail holder resembling the insect. It’s range is rather questionable, as Seven Plagues did fuck up— Y’know— Egypt. Or at least a wide range. I don’t have an exact number, as it’s very hard to pin down! She sees through the eyes of the locusts, and can pretty much go anywhere with it even though she can’t use her abilities through the bug outside of a certain radius.

Speaking of, as to how she takes damage— a lot of her stand is multiple organisms in hordes, and she often uses these creatures passively. Whether it be one or 30 all hidden around the room to listen and watch. They appear as small cuts on her body whenever they die, which is HIGHLY annoying for her. (and, newsflash: she DOES get headaches from being rattled around in a jar)

(AU pictured briefly here where Joseph finds her at 11 and takes her to be apart of the family part 2) I’ve tried drawing it only a handful of times once before, but I do struggle to capture it in a way I like. I have far better sketches I know I’ve deleted but can find! But I’d rather not accidentally delete all of this as I’m on mobile.

Her SCARRING is something very important, as it actually doesn’t come from her hurting herself! It’s a close call with Yoshikage Kira, and brother she FELL for that damsel in distress act he put up and he GOT her ass. Luckily he was on the run so she didn’t have to worry about any extra shit, but needless to say her persistent belief in the goodwill of others gets her in trouble. (I am totally certain this won’t happen a second time with a pink haired man who has some weird shit goin on)

This is the most RECENT but UNFINISHED mapping of her scars, body and shape. As you can tell I made the center of the blast sort of blister into a star mark. She gets more later, but as of right now we’re focused on part 4 Jouji. This obviously fucked her up big time, destroyed any feel in that side of her body and definitely needed several surgeries, medications and a cane. Her eye technically survived but it’s very piss poor vision on her other side.

She functions poorly in serious social situations, often opting to do bits or try to lighten up the mood. Though she can hold her own close range as well as a regular buff ass 6’6 woman can, she doesn’t often resort to that unless it’s protective. She at least knows how to try her best in situations where people need support or feel isolated, as she knows those kinds of feelings well and tries to befriend people through food and gifts. This is actually why all of her friends came not from college, but from the cafe Norman works at!

LASTLY, she warms up to her new dad rather quickly! She’s an adult, and she tries to reassure him he couldn’t have known she or her brother were born. (“Though, did you HAVE to cheat on your wife? I mean, thanks for the life and all…… but jeez, dude— TWICE? at your age? Damnn….”) she can’t help but wonder if somewhere in the back of his mind, he knows what her mom is like. who she is. She was left alone in Morioh at like 5, and doesn’t remember her twin brother. (And never learns of him until far, far, FAR later.) She just wants to know why she was left behind, and the only one to be. (It was the destructiveness of her stand, and for a assumedly standless mother— it was far too much to handle. So she took the other less exhausting son.)

Though…….. if she were smaller it would NOT be the case.

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marshmallowprotection · 4 months

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Hi!! This might seem like a weird ask but i’m in a weird situation itself so…

For years i’ve been neglecting a health problem of mine (note deadly, but bothersome nonetheless) to the point of needing surgery. After a routine checkup my doctor said i had to do a surgery so the condition wouldn’t be worse and harder to deal with than it already is. I tried to ignore the situation as much as i could to not interrupt my studies and work but it escalated to an unbearable point ;;

In short, I scheduled the surgery and the information i have is that the postoperative lasts for at least 10 days. I’m very bothered by the fact that I will lose all the time I could use being productive even if it’s for the better, not to mention I never done a surgery before + I had to ask my best friend to accompany me through it since it requires a companion to help me in the post-surgery :(

Sorry for the long ask, but could you write for Saeyoung and SE Saeran with a mc in this situation?? Thank you for the space to rant lol

Saeyoung understands what it feels like to lose mobility. After all, no matter how much he tried to downplay the injury he sustained from the agency, there was damage to his shoulder. He certainly makes sure to do his physical therapy, but he's always bad about taking care of himself even when he knows he needs to be better.

That's something you likely noticed about him almost right away. He can be awfully stubborn, both to his benefit and his detriment. It can be his best trait or his worst trait. So, if you're looking for somebody who hates to be told that he has to rest because his body needs to heal, then he is the perfect person to talk to. He knows what it feels like.

Granted, he didn't do what he was supposed to do, but he still made sure to do what he could in the end because people wouldn't want him to hurt more in the future if he could do something to prevent it to begin with. You may not be able to be productive in the ways you typically are, but that doesn't mean you can't get anything done.

You just have to change and adapt. You need to accept that there are limitations, and that's okay. It's not the end of the world. You need to take a breather. There are other things you can do in the meantime when you can't work with your usual means.

Not only that, you're not alone. You might be on bed rest but if you need anything, you can always turn to him. He's there to make things easier. He may not be able to take the pain away but he can certainly do enough to make sure you don't feel frustrated and alone.

"Babe, you don't have to be in motion to accomplish what you need. I'm going to be there no matter what, and even if it feels like those days are the hardest days you've ever experienced, you have me to fall back on, and everyone else. You might have to take things slow but that doesn't mean you don't have to do anything at all. Remember that's what you told me when I wanted to beat myself up over my limitations. "

SE Saeran didn't enjoy the time he spent in the hospital. He didn't like people telling him what to do. Even if they meant well, he went from one extreme to another.

How could he trust anybody when the last people who told him what to do made him do things that he's not proud of? He knows where you're coming from when you say you can't stand the idea of not being able to do anything, and being forced to follow the rules that somebody else set up for you.

The difference in this situation is that you are not him. It's not the end of the world if you need to take a down day or two. Sometimes, you just need to lay your head down. Didn't you teach him that? Didn't you teach him that it was okay to do nothing and not push himself to the limit?

God knows he's tired most of the time these days but that doesn't mean he doesn't continue to chip away at something when he doesn't need to. Even he can push himself to do things he doesn't want to do just because they have to get done, even though there are other ways to handle problems than that.

The world may be a cruel place, he knows that all too well, but it doesn't have to be cruel to you, and he can make a difference in that by making sure you have him there to stand by your side when you need somebody to advocate for your needs.

"Hey, brat. I know you're the kind of person that wants to do everything yourself, no matter what it is, and no matter how you feel, but if you keep doing that without taking a break when you need to, it's just going to make you feel worse. I don't want you to feel like shit, which means you need to take it easy, even if that means you can't do anything but stare at the wall for a few days. Not that I'd let you do that, because I know how horrible that is, but you need to slow down. Look at it this way, if you take a break now, it won't be as bad as a break you would have to take in the future if you didn't slow down."

#mod kait #ask #mystic messenger #anon #mysme #saeran choi #mysticmessenger #mm #choi saeran #saeyoung choi #choi saeyoung #seven #707 #luciel choi #choi luciel #se saeran #Saeran #drabble

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darchildre · 11 months

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Rathbone Holmes movies, ranked

First, the series as a whole: it's really fun! Basil Rathbone will never be my Sherlock Holmes (that's Clive Merrison, until one I like better comes along) but I can see why he is the definitive Holmes for a lot of people. He definitely has the right look - half the time he looks like he walked right out of a Paget illustration. (He's also occasionally distractingly pretty? Like, I am ace as hell and sometimes had to rewind the movie because I was paying too much attention to how nice his eyes were.)

The films are obvious B movies and made quickly (if you look at the dates below, you'll see that there were sometimes three of these released in a single year), but the occasional jankiness and short runtimes are part of their charm. I love the recurring stable of bit part actors who appear over and over again - it's fun to spot them in each successive film. I also love the absolute refusal to explain a) the shift in the Victorian era to the 1940s when the series moved to Universal and b) how Moriarty can die at the end of three separate films. Sherlock Holmes is immortal; Moriarty is like Schrödinger's cat - either dead or alive, depending on the demands of the plot. It's delightful.

I have criticisms - try as I might, I can't get over my dislike of Nigel Bruce's Watson and his influence on the perception of Watson to this day. Lestrade is likewise occasionally unbearable. There's the normal period-typical racism to deal with in certain of the films as well. Sometimes the plots don't quite hang together and there's only one that can be called anything like a faithful adaptation of the story it claims to be based on.

But, even with that, they're fun movies and well worth checking out. I enjoyed watching them and there are a few that I'll put into my "good background movies for craft time" rotation. If you want to watch any of them, they're all on youtube except for The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes, which you can find on the Internet Archive. Even the bad ones will only take up about 70 minutes of your time.

This post is so long, oh my god, and only going to get longer. The actual ranking will go under a cut. Sorry, folks on mobile.

And now, the ranking!

1) The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes (1939) - Super fun. It claims to be based on the play by William Gillette but, having seen what this series generally uses the words “based on” to mean, I have my doubts about that. In any case, I think this one is stronger for not trying to wedge in details from the original stories. George Zucco’s Moriarty is fun and definitely has Weird Bitter Exes energy with Holmes, which I find very enjoyable. Holmes and Watson get space for some character work and Holmes gets to be a big weirdo on occasion - something I always appreciate. Moriarty’s schemes are very fun (even if the theft of the Crown Jewels doesn’t feel like a Moriarty-style crime*) and the climactic action scene is very exciting. Definitely my favorite of the series.

*Yes, okay, I spent the whole “stealing the Crown jewels” scene thinking “This is a Raffles crime. Except that he would keep them on his mantel for a week and then mail them back to the Queen in a biscuit box, the weirdo.”

2) The Woman in Green (1945) - This one is so hard to rank! It has a really good plot, Henry Daniell is my favorite of the three Moriartys in the series, the blackmail/murder device is really interesting, it has some fun Holmes and Watson interactions and some actual character work, and the climax is really tense and suspenseful. But I find the whole hypnosis thing deeply deeply unpleasant. I’m honestly mad about the fact that I like so much about this film and that it has a central plot device that renders it nearly unwatchable for me. I’m therefore putting it in the ranking where it would be if I didn’t have that very idiosyncratic problem with it. If you don’t have a hypnosis/mind control squick, this one’s very good.

3) The Hound of the Baskervilles (1939) - A fairly straight and faithful adaptation of HOUN, with a few changes due to the Hayes Code. It’s solid and very enjoyable, and it looks great, with some gorgeous use of fog. Rathbone and Bruce are both good in this one (Watson is a bit jammy, but not terribly so) and the side players are also excellent. (John Carradine! Lionel Atwill!) Points off for the titular Hound just being a normal-ass dog and not made to look spooky or supernatural at all. I’m probably rating this a little lower than other people might, simply because I’m not super into HOUN.

4) Terror by Night (1946) - A train movie! I love a train movie. And it’s a train movie plus a movie with Colonel Moran. (A Colonel Moran who isn’t a big game hunter, but is a notable jewel thief, a hobbyist mathematician, and “played for the Gentlemen at Lords”. Sure, okay, why not?) All of the red herring train passengers are very fun (as is Holmes siccing Watson on them as a distraction). Not the best of the series, but quite good.

5) Sherlock Holmes and the Voice of Terror (1942) - My favorite of the “Holmes vs Nazis” films. This movie feels janky in places - there are some scenes that are such clear British propaganda that they’re a little hard to watch with a straight face - but there’s a very real feeling of tension and fear running through the film that makes up for it. (Being partially based on actual events probably helps there.) It’s also filmed in a way that feels like a much older film, which gives it a very unique look compared to the rest of the series. Even when it’s not actually good it is always interesting. (This was the first movie made after the series moved to Universal, so some of the odd feel may also be due to that.)

6) Dressed to Kill (1946) - There are two vague adaptation of SIXN in the series and this is the good one. It also steals a fun bit from SCAN. It feels a little padded (we spend entirely too long watching an auctioneer run an auction, twice, and also there’s a random musical number) but the villains are fun, the plot is generally exciting, it's got a cool maguffin, there’s an interesting musical puzzle, and there's a scene where Watson tries to entertain a child by making duck noises and the child is not having it. This is the last film in the series and it feels like a good ending.

7) Sherlock Holmes Faces Death (1943) - Most of the films in this series that claim to be based on a particular Holmes story are basically lying, but this one does make at least an attempt at MUSG, swapping the goofy geometry puzzle for a goofy chess puzzle. I like this one mostly for the period detail - I love that Watson gets to have an actual job at an army hospital, and I love the trio of shellshocked convalescents who wander through the film. (Ostensibly, they are presented as red herrings, but they mostly provide some gentle humor that is more to my taste than Watson or Lestrade’s usual shtick.) The final confrontation between Holmes and the killer in the crypt is also quite good.

8) Pursuit to Algiers (1945) - A boat movie! Fun, though not as good as a train movie. Homes and Watson are very married in this one, and all the subterfuge with the Ruritanian nobleman (I don’t remember what fake country he’s actually supposed to be from) is very good. Watson sings - this scene is not as painful as I feared it would be. I would have liked a little more time spent on the trio of killers, whom I found very intriguing, but I suppose these movies are only 70 minutes long, after all.

9) Sherlock Holmes and the Secret Weapon (1943) - Oof. I mean, it has some good points, but the central scientist maguffin character is so dumb and boring. Fortunately, the second half of the movie gives us Lionel Atwill’s Moriarty, who is a joy. I mean, he’s not a particularly good Moriarty, but he’s an excellent example of a Lionel Atwill-style Fucked Up Weirdo and he gets to have excellent Weird Bitter Exes energy with Holmes - this is the height of the Holmes/Moriarty “we used to date and it ended so badly” thing that these movies are doing*. Also introduces Lestrade to the series. He is…not a good Lestrade.

*This one does have my favorite moment of the films slipping something past the Hayes Office. Holmes has just described his frankly disturbing fantasy about Moriarty’s death by slow exsanguination and Lionel Atwill’s Moriarty purrs, “The needle to the end, eh Holmes?”

10) The Scarlet Claw (1944) - What if HOUN again but in Canada this time? (Why are we in Canada? Look, don’t worry about it.) This one is pretty fun - the mystery is good, and I really enjoyed the character who turned out to be the killer. (He's played by perhaps my favorite of the recurring bit part actors.) However, it has perhaps too much jam Watson shtick - having Watson literally get stuck in a hole not once but twice is too much for me.

11) Sherlock Holmes in Washington (1943) - Not bad. All the subterfuge and trickery with the central maguffin is good, there is a very funny scene with Holmes pretending to be an obnoxious customer in an antique shop, and George Zucco returns as an excellent non-Moriarty villain. However, the plot itself is pretty lackluster and the film is ultimately kinda forgettable. Not bad, just not memorable - I enjoyed watching it but I did have to go look a synopsis to remind me which one this was.

12) The House of Fear (1945) - A fun And Then There Were None-style mystery, spoiled by way too much jam Watson. Nigel Bruce’s Watson is tolerable when he is relatively reined in - he is not reined in at all in this one. Good lord.

13) The Pearl of Death (1944) - On the plus side, this movie did steal its opening from “The Arrest of Arsène Lupin”, which did make me laugh, and also it does the “knocking over the bowl of oranges” bit from REIG, which is always a joy. On the other hand, it is nominally an adaptation of SIXN that goes out of its way to make Lestrade look bad and stupid, and also contains an inexplicable and unnecessary monster-murderer. Giles Conover is a fun villain; the Hoxton Creeper is not. I did not particularly enjoy this one.

14) The Spider Woman (1944) - This is my least favorite. It shoves details from about 6 different Holmes stories into a big blender and tries to make the resulting mess all work together as a coherent story. It doesn't. There are some good moments - I am fond of the scene between Watson and Lestrade when they think that Holmes is dead, doing SPEC with a spider is a cool idea, and there’s a bit where I swear they’re just quoting dialogue from Hornung’s “Ides of March” - but ultimately it doesn’t hang together well. (And also it misquotes the Norbury bit from YELL and makes it racist and I’m still very angry about it.) If you're going to skip any of the series, it should be this one.

#sherlock holmes #basil rathbone #and now to rewatch granada holmes!#rathbone holmes

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FUCK YOU YOU’RE GOING TO READ SOME OF IT NOW. JUST A PARAGRAPH OR TWO.

Okay the setup which you need to know is this:

Main character is JACOB, a career criminal. Northeastern, comes out of the Jewish mob but drifted in adulthood into the nondenominational criminal world of the Great Lakes. He is a barely-disguised cypher for me, in personality and psychology, and for the sort of person I admire but you know details swapped around on account I am not a male Jewish mobster in the 1990s and I do not know any Jewish mobsters at all. I mean he is also infinitely cooler and tougher than me but his obsessive self-consideration and the way he mythologizes himself are mine. You’ll see none of this in this section so I don’t know why I am telling you about it.

Jacob is working in Texas on a socially baroque but practically unclear affair having to do with the border. The men with whom he is working think they are hard but they are in reality just petty slummy thugs. PICKY, CLAY, and ALVARO are three of these fools.

DREW MODELSKI owes money to the Texans with whom Jacob works. MORRISON is a partner to Drew. Up until now we have seen Jacob in three circumstances: 1. Dealing rationally and politely if not warmly with his coworkers 2. Considering his own mind with intense but detached interest 3. Remembering in a dispassionate way parts of his criminal life—that is, we know what he does but we haven’t heard about it viscerally.

All these characters are now in a big mostly empty industrial space. It is time for Drew to pay what he owes. Drew has been uncool about it. Here you go.

Jacob brought Drew down to the floor and did something creative. There was a moment in which Drew made no sound because Drew could make no sound. There was no space for oxygen. When air came into Drew, a minor wedge-shape of oxygen into him, he issued a very ugly sound of pain, moving with the movements of his body, long and undulous. It was like a voice from his stomach.

Drew lay momentarily as if locked at the sides, mobile only at the center, Jacob’s two hands concentrated. Then, from some involuntary place, Drew’s body tried to thrash at a big angle, away from Jacob and his hands. “No,” said Jacob. “Stay put.” Jacob tightened. Drew made a spinal sound, long and horizontal and nubbly, and although he twitched galvanically he did not try to thrash away again.

A short time later Jacob rose. Picky and Clay and Alvaro and Morrison had backed themselves against the wall, in a team like lambs, and stood together watching Jacob cross to the big industrial sink and wash his hands.

It was no use talking to Drew, who lay whistling on the floor. Jacob addressed himself to Morrison. “You will receive an invoice within the next two to three days,” Jacob said. “You can pay by check or money order. Your payment is expected immediately upon receipt.” Morrison’s face was gray. “I need to hear you say that you understand,” Jacob said, prompting.

“I understand,” Morrison said, after trying once and failing. “I’m check or money order, invoice, I understand, invoice. Invoice.”

Picky and Clay and Alvaro were quiet at dinner. Jacob came to dinner because he wanted, with his presence, to stretch and flatten Picky and Clay and Alvaro’s anxiety into something weird and malformed. If Jacob hadn’t come along, they would have drifted to their respective safe places or sat together in some faraway bar talking, bandaging their nerves, and the act would never reach its full potential. Drew and Morrison would pay for sure—that part of the job was done. If he could grind Picky and Clay and Alvaro into three bands of sub-rational uncertainty, Jacob would have secured his degree of power in this affair. Their fear would run ahead of him for the rest of his time in Texas: Jacob’s version of making money while one slept.

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I think the reason Halsin and Zevlor (and Jaheria but I don’t post about her often) appeal to me so much as characters is bc they’re old and queer. Halsins varied queerness is an inherent fact of his character, and I heavily hc Zev as a cis gay man and jaheria as a straight transfem.

I only recently realized why I like that so much, it’s because it’s incredibly likely I won’t get old.

Tw. Death, graphic descriptions of chronic illness, mention of genocide, violence fuelled by bigotry.

I’m kinda just rambling in hopes that maybe someone like me will get comfort from knowing that they’re not alone.

I’m mixed, visibly queer, physically disabled, chronically ill and poor in an extremely conservative area. One of my only clear memories before 2016 is being told I wouldn’t live to see 13 bc of all the things wrong with me. I could drop dead from any number of physical issues, I could be killed for being queer, I could be murdered as a “joke” (this whole thing was prompted by an article about a group of teenagers who pushed a wheelchair user to her death in front of a train a few months back bc they thought it was funny. I was at the exact station where it happened, in my wheelchair, waiting for the train.) because I’m supposed to use a mobility aid, which means murder is okay, apparently.

I don’t know any old queers either, I’m not fond of adult themed events but there was a time when I forced myself to go anyway. Just to see people who really and truly lived.

And there was no one.

I know why there wasn’t, but still.

The oldest queer person I’ve ever known was 37, and 39 when she was murdered.

I suppose I just want to hope that someone like me will be able to grow old, and be truly and completely happy.

A part of me is guilty about that, in a weird sort of way. Be the change you want to see in the world and what have you, but I quite literally can’t.

Protests rarely stay peaceful here bc of pigs (cops) and violence fueled by bigotry. I cannot move fast enough to get away.

I can’t afford to donate, I have to live with two people who are, frankly, incredibly bad for my mental health bc this province believes $500 a month covers rent (if I had to pay rent and not just utilities my third would be close to $600 with 3 people in a 2 bedroom, we could not find a cheaper place.)

I do my daily clicks for Palestine (one on each device + in incognito), I keep myself as up to date as I can handle without breaking down. (Particularly genocide is something that has been a constant in my life, Ukrainian/indigenous, somehow both the 2nd generation to be born in Canada and the 2nd generation to be born off the reserve. I physically cannot handle reading about it without making myself legitimately sick a lot of the time, I’m guilty about that too.)

My silly little pngs don’t have to worry about that. They’re only sad when I say they are, otherwise they are happy and they are loved. Loved in a way I can’t even understand, really. I don’t know what it’s like to sit on a counter and kiss my partner while I’m cooking, I don’t know what it’s like to be domestic. It feels weird and edgy to say but it’s true, I don’t know what life is like without pain and exhaustion and struggle. I have fought tooth and nail to make myself a safe space and still it does not exist outside myself. I have exactly 10.2 square meters that are truly safe, and even when I am safe I am in pain, my joints ache and dislocate and fight me when I try to move.

So I draw my silly little pngs, and hope that someone will eventually be happy like that. Because even when everyone is shitty hope is really fucking important. And I can do that, dear gods I can hope. As hard as I can I hope for change.

#should I put character tags on this?#idk man #I want to #bc I want people to see it and know that there are other people #like them/like me #but also #the wider fandom scares me #with how they treat Halsin and Wyll particularly #ik wyll isn’t a focus of this post but he could be very easily included #bc I also don’t see queer poc #I know why that is (queer spaces here are still extremely racist)#I wish I had the means to change that #anyway #cakewrites #bg3 halsin #bg3 zevlor #jaheria

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Yay requests are open! Your writing is *chefs kiss* may I request: the reader (R) being good friends with mai, ty lee, and azula, so they are comfortable being friendly with them. R is enamored with Azula and tries to flirt with her and shows her how interested they are with her, but it seems like Azula doesn’t reciprocate (she does but doesn’t know what liking someone for them just being them and not because of what they can do for you is like). Like at one pointer brings her a rose or panda lily (like from the fortune teller episode) and Azula doesn’t know what to say but because a general or someone of significance is around, she burns it, and says something like “it was going to die anyways so she put it out of its misery.” So, R is devastated, and stops flirting with her (with Azula missing it more than she cares to admit), but gets a message from their family saying that they’re in an arranged marriage (the suitor being well off and an exceptional firebender). They can’t really fight it on their own, so they leave after the killing of the avatar, but they write Azula a letter saying goodbye and leaves an origami flower. Azula realizes her mistake and goes after them, for her reasoning of caring for her friend’s happiness and knowing that the suitor isn’t good enough for them (bc they aren’t her). It leads into an argument between her and R, but when the Princess of the Fire Nation is your corner for stopping a marriage you don’t want, you can get out of it. It turns out the suitor really wants the marriage to go through, so they challenge her to an Agni Kai, and they duel over R with them saying that Azula couldn’t protect them if they needed it or that they were better than her. Azula ends up winning, but before she can really hurt them for anything they said, R gets between and gets her to stop. Afterwards, R’s parents agree to not have R be married off, and Azula takes R to the palace where there’s a room set up for them. R goes with Azula to her room for more privacy to discuss their relationship, and R sees that Azula kept the origami flower. And they live happily ever after!

Sorry for the word wall of a request. You don’t have to do it if you don’t want to; or divide it into more than one part. That’s okay! I’m typing this on mobile, so spacing may look weird. Regardless, I still think your writing is amazing and I look forward to more of it coming out!

Hello! Thank you very much, both for the compliments and for being the first person to send me a request :D

Your request sound awesome and I can't wait to start writing it (I will probably already be on it when you read this), but I can't really say how long it will take. I will prosumeably divide it into a few parts, because, as you said, it's a lot of plot you've given me to write about. Also, you won't have to wait as long :)

Have a great day, Anon!

#azula x reader #anon request #anon

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ambrossart · 1 year

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Weekly Writing Update (2/12/2023)

Paper Men

Finished editing all the old chapters

I've noticed some weird additional spaces on the mobile app version. They're not there when I go to edit, so I don't know why it's doing that 🤷🏻‍♀️

Chapter 27 is in progress!

It should be up within the next week or two, and it's going to be very eventful

And Miss Beverly Marsh will be making a cute little cameo (because I love her and I want her and Evelyn to be friends and go rollerskating together 🥺)

DWM

Posted a teaser for the epilogue "Post Prom"

Now I'm not very good at writing "sexy" scenes (probably because I'm such an awkward person). I'm going way out of my comfort zone here, so I apologize if it's a little cringy. I'm really trying to push myself and try things I don't normally do

New short story idea: Jason and Chrissy playing D&D with Eddie, the reader, and the rest of Hellfire. I just imagine Jason being frustrated and totally out of his element and Chrissy being completely confused but having a blast anyway because she's so sweet and adorable

Okay I’m probably never gonna write that, but it was fun to think about at 2am

#writing update #dancing with myself #dwm #paper men #ambrossart

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Warning(s): escaping from a bad household.

2002

Harper, Five, Allison, Vanya, Diego, Luther, Ben and Klaus all walked onto the sidewalk in front of the Umbrella Academy with sad looks in their eyes. As there was heavy traffic, they looked through the cars until the kids found a driver that seemed reliable enough and alone. Allison knocked on the driver’s window and he looked over to her, rolling the window down as he noticed the group of 13 year olds.

“Hey, are you kids alright? You need anything?” He asked kindly and they immediately knew he was the right person.

“I heard a rumor, you parked your car here and waited until I told you what to do.” Allison said, causing the man’s eyes to turn white before he moved his car to an open space and parked it, staying still until further instruction.

“Okay…I guess this is it.” Harper said looking around at her best friends, she couldn’t even began to say how lucky she was to have them, because she didn’t know how to find the words to begin with.

“Yep.” Diego said, smiling softly. She took a deep breath before pulling him into a warm embrace.

“God, I’m going to miss you guys.” Harper breathed out as a tear slid down her cheek.

“At least now we could talk all the time.” He grinned at her, pulling out the mobile phone they bought for her a few weeks ago from her front pocket before putting it back.

“Yeah! This isn’t a goodbye, It’s more of a ‘see you later.” Ben spoke up with a sad smile.

“Yeah!” Klaus nodded along enthusiastically.

“Well then, I’ll see you later.” Harper said as she moved on to hug Klaus.

“See you later, loser.” He replied, smiling as he rested his chin on top of her head.

“Oh, shut up.” She chuckled as she she pulled away and walked closer to Ben who opened his arms wide.

“Don’t forget to call, okay?” He asked as he wrapped his arms around her.

“I won’t, I don’t know if I’ll survive without you.” She replied, causing them both to laugh.

“We both know you won’t.” Ben said confidently, and she smiled and shrugged as she pulled away.

Harper walked to where Five stood, his hands buried in his pockets as he stared at the ground. She looped her arms under his and hugged him close. Five sighed as he slowly wrapped his arms around her, wanting to savor every second he had with his only friend.

“You’re not going forget about me, are you?” He asked quietly as Harper leaned her head on his shoulder.

“I could never.” She said, causing him to smiled as finally let a tear slip from his eyes and down his cheek, falling on her head.

“I’ll see later, then?” Five asked, quickly wiping his cheek before anyone could notice the trail.

“Yeah, I’ll see you later.” Harper responded with a small smile as she walked over to Luther.

“It’s going to be weird without you around all the time.” He chuckled as she walked straight into his open arms, holding on tightly.

“Yeah, well, the phone bill is going to be huge.” Harper joked, making him smile.

“It better be.” He responded, smiling sadly when she pulled away and walked over to Allison and Vanya, who were already staring at her with glassy eyes.

“This is really happening isn’t it?” Vanya asked, a tear sliding down her cheek.

“Yeah, it is.” Allison replied before dropping the bag in her hands to the floor and pulling Harper and Vanya into a tight hug.

“I just wanted to say…thank you for letting me experience what It’s like to have sisters.” The girl said, sniffling.

“No, don’t cry! If you’re going to cry, I’m going to cry!” Allison sobbed.

“Sorry.” Harper smiled sadly, wiping away her tears.

“Remember, call us the second you get there. And-and don’t forget to stay away from strangers and sketchy neighborhoods. And-“ Vanya rambled nervously, not knowing what more to say.

“Vanya! I’m going to call when I get there, and I promise I’ll stay safe. And anyway, no one’s going to mess with me, my best friends are superheroes.” Harper grinned at them, making them laugh as they all pulled away.

“Well then, let’s do this.” Allison said, grabbing the bag with one hand and Harper’s with the other as they all walked over to the car.

Harper opened the door and slid into the back seat as Allison put down the bag full of money her friends had Grace pull out of Reginald’s bank account. Though seeing as the man was a fucking billionaire, he wasn’t really going to notice that a few thousands of dollars were missing.

“Don’t forget, there is supposed to be a guy called Sebastian waiting for you at the check-in area and he knows who you are. You only need to give him the money I put in the small plastic bag inside as payment and he’ll guide you around and help you with your baggage and everything you’ll need.” Allison explained as Diego and Luther loaded Harper’s small suitcase and duffle bag in the trunk of the car before coming back to stand with his siblings.

“Okay…I’ll see you guys later?” Harper asked looking around the the her best friends.

“Yeah, we’ll see you later.” Diego replied as Allison gently shut the car’s door and moved to the driver’s window.

“What’s your name?” She asked firmly.

“Steve.” The guy answered. He didn’t seem too old, 24 at most.

“Okay Steve. I heard a rumor, you drove my friend to the the Le Centre Sheraton Hotel in Montreal, Quebec.” Allison said the words she practiced for weeks on end from the moment they decided on their plan. They wanted Harper to stay in a nice hotel, not too close but also not too far. They didn’t want that asshole father of hers to track her down easily, but even if he did, they could go there and protect her.

Steve nodded before starting his car and stepping on the gas, driving away. But of course, the children didn’t let that stop them as they ran along after the car, shouting to their friend until they couldn’t walk.

“So what-what now?” Klaus asked as he bent with his hand on his knees, panting.

“Now, we wait until she calls.” Five answered as they all stared after the car until it was out of sight, and only then did they walk back to the academy, leaning against each other for comfort.

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Chapter Nine - Just Eyeliner and a Gun

Ship - Loki x Stark! Reader

Word Count - 1,059

Tw - Therapist Nat and Himbo Thor

Plot - Stark! Reader get stuck watching Loki after the events of 2012. Moments of weakness and bad decisions involving the world's most hated man lead to the worst possible outcome, pregnancy.

You had spent the night in Nat’s apartment. The couch wasn’t the comfiest for lying down and crying in, but she was rarely home so you forgave her decoration choices, or rather lack thereof.

“What’s going on?” She opened the door, after thoroughly determining you weren’t a spy trying to infiltrate her apartment using your face.

“Tony’s back to his old ways.” You invited yourself in and immediately laid face down onto the couch, already starting your comfort analysis as you sobbed.

“I’m going to kill him. What did he say?” She sat next to you, moving your hair in an attempt to see your face. You tilted to turn your head to her before you answered.

“He thinks he deserves to know who the father is and that this can’t be hard for me because he fought in a war.” You sighed.

“Y/N, trauma isn’t a comparable thing. Everyone’s experiences in life are different and valid.” She reassured you, and it actually made your feel better.

“Thank you.”

“Is Pepper okay?”

“I don’t know. I left before I could tell. He was screaming at her, Nat. He was drinking straight from the bottle. It was just like last time, except this time, I left before I could say anything stupid.”

“That was a smart decision, kid. You prioritized yourself and your baby. Stress is hard on your body, even when you’re not pregnant.” You nodded.

Her bedroom door opened, revealing a man in just his boxers.

“Pregnant? Are you pregnant, Emily?” He questioned. You looked to Nat as she gave you a ‘don’t ask’ expression.

“Go home, Scott.” He agreed and grabbed his belongings, leaving with a handful of clothes, afraid to take the time to get dressed.

“Do I ask?” You snorted, glad you were feeling humor for the first time today.

“Listen, I don’t ask you what you do in your down time.”

“Fair enough.” You both laughed together, enjoying the awkwardness and even embracing it.

“I wish I could drink right now.” You admitted, chuckling as she followed suit.

“I have something better than alcohol. It soothes the soul just right.” She explained and you were concerned, but accepting of whatever Russian trick came to follow.

She grabbed her TV remote and made you close your eyes as she found what she was looking for.

“Welcome back to Love Island!” The TV blasted and you erupted in laughter.

“Hey, there is nothing better than shitty reality TV. You get to get out of your own life for fifty minutes and enjoy watching privileged hotties make stupid decisions.”

The next two days basically concluded entirely of binge-watching the entire season of Love Island and watching random Kitchen Nightmare episodes. You never wondered what Natasha Romanoff, the Black Widow, did to unwind. Now, you get it. It was just sad she had to leave again, this time for a mission even you weren’t allowed to know the location of.

“Can’t I just stay here by myself?” You pleaded and she laughed.

“Nice try. You’re a barely adult pregnant with some alien spawn, you need a babysitter.” She said as she grabbed her suitcase, it was small enough to fit in carry-on. She explained earlier that she doesn’t need much on the road, just eyeliner and a gun.

“Can’t I get Bruce to come over?”

“No way. I’m not risking him Hulking out over your shared complaining about my furniture.”

“What about Barton?”

“He has a family, Y/N. I already called Thor, stop trying to get out of it.”

“How do you even call him? He’s in outer space. I doubt they have T-Mobile on Asgard.” You raised a valid point.

“I have this weird pager thing that works in space. I don’t what it is or what it does, Fury gave it to me in case of emergencies. He said he didn’t want to bothered with Asgardians for awhile. Maybe a satellite?” She pondered.

“That’s actually kind of cool. But, can’t you stay another day? I don’t want to finish the two-parter Kitchen Nightmares special by myself and I know how much you love Gordon.”

“I stayed an extra day yesterday. I have to go now. The spare keys are in the junk drawer and takeout menus are on the fridge. Just remember-“

“I know, never say Natasha Romanoff lives here. I get it. We’ve gone over your covert spy regulations like ten times by now.”

“It saves lives, Y/N. Now I have to go, give me a hug for good measure.” You walked up to her and she wrapped her arms around you, separating herself to instead kneel in front of you, she placed her hand on your stomach.

“Goodbye, baby Thor. I’ll miss you.” You laughed.

“I think you should know, it’s a girl.” You told her. She stood back up and grabbed you, pulling you into a tighter hug than before.

“I can’t wait to meet her, the future Princess of Asgard.”

She left. Hours later a knock was sounded on the door. You paused the DVR and walked to the peephole, seeing an armored chest at the eye-level. Thor.

“Little Stark! The bearer of an heir!” He greets you as you shush him, ushering him into the apartment.

“Nat said we can’t vocalize any identifiers. Her words, not mine.” You laugh.

“I do not understand the sentiment, but I accept the terms.” He earnestly said, and you laughed internally.

"So, what do you want to do?" You tried to fill the awkward silence.

"Do you wish to buy some garb fit for children?"

"Do you mean go baby shopping?" You corrected, laughing.

"Of course. Shall we?" He asked.

"Uh, I need to shower and get ready. There's a TV with a stocked DVR in the living room."

"There were several words in that sentence that were just letters," He paused, "I shall retire to the room of living." You chucked as you headed towards the bathroom.

Nat had just about every form of self care possible in her cabinet. She had a thorough skin-care regimen that you honestly respected. You overheard Thor become frustrated as he pushed random buttons on the remote, confused by the different channels.

"Aha! I have found something worthy of my efforts." He yelled, triumphantly.

It was the classical music channel.

hope u enjoyed a little adorable nat chapter! dt my bestie rae and her addiction to love island. comment if i should do a taglist? don't choke my little guttersluts - kat.

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friskasreblogblog · 1 year

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This is a super touchy subject about Sky: Children of the Light (and any online game) but I really wanna address this. As much as I really enjoy playing Sky, I’m getting more and more weirded out by the age range and some of the encounters I’ve had. Because at this point it’s very clear that it’s anywhere between 8-45 year olds with a great majority being 13-25. I myself am 30.

So! TW on grooming and online predators, and maybe suggestions for both adults and minors on handling online spaces (I’m hoping the page break will work here since I’m on mobile but yes)

I’d appreciate it if other adults could contribute and give suggestions since I really think this is something we should be learning how to handle these days

While Sky is relatively safe, I’ve had to ask people a few times where their guardians were because they were definitely too young to be left on without supervision, and I’ve even had to actively stop them from sharing dangerous amounts of information.

I have had an encounter where someone attempted to flirt with me before even asking how old I was (they ended up being 31. Again to their luck I am 30, but still very yikes). I have also had an encounter with someone who, while didn’t give me their age, was young enough to not understand the concept of me not being in the same school as them and living in a different country altogether.

And like in general it’s made me realise that the online player base across all games are just going to get younger from here on out, and adults are going to have to learn how to navigate that responsibly.

This is not the fault of Sky by the way! Some parts of the game are genuinely difficult to go through without any method of communication, and the chat option is pretty limited. Plus it fits well within the themes of the game to allow everyone to play. But it’s still open enough to cause some concerns.

Like do we still continue to interact with players so they have an example of a normal interaction with adults, or someone they can turn to in case they do encounter a predator? Do we maybe ask to discuss things with their parents, even if there is a chance they could confiscate the game? Do we block them as soon as we learn their age so that they know that being friends with someone so much older, especially online, is not a safe precedent to set? Do we just not accept chat at all? Or do we just cut our losses and play something else?

On one hand, I don’t think it’s very fair to ask of every adult to act as babysitters when they just want to enjoy the game. But also I’m worried that would just leave them with only predators left. I don’t think it’s a good idea to ban kids completely from playing either, as there are already few and fewer child-friendly online spaces (look at what happened to barbie .com for example).

To any minors reading this, this is not an “ew we hate kids” or even an “all adults are evil” thing (most adults on Sky are really just there to destress and enjoy the worldbuilding) but more like… while it is okay to know adults and be friendly with them, I would not advise at all treating them with nearly the same closeness as someone your age. We can act as in-game guides and outside of that share our experience in stuff like careers and studies. We can help be there if you feel unsafe from another player and find you better friends.

But you should absolutely not be discussing stuff like your relationships, personal hygiene and other intimate details with adults, and any adult who encourages this is one you should stay away from.

This is going to sound very patronising but basically don’t tell an online adult what you would not tell an easily scandalised/angered grandma, and block anyone who asks or tells you things that would make you go “EW GRANDMA NO” :’D

But in all seriousness, I dunno man… it’s incredibly scary.

Tl;dr: Not sure what the point of this post is other than to please be mindful of how you interact with younger players and to watch out for any predatory behaviour. If a child shares too much information shut that down immediately and try to make them understand that it’s incredibly unsafe. If you feel like you cannot bring yourself to do that, or you cannot get that point across, then I think it might be best to block them. Like it or not the online player base is going to get younger the more life demands online presence and the less online spaces for children there are, and we need to learn how to handle that.

And while it is always good to prepare kids and teens on how to handle online spaces and who to trust, it seems to me most resources place that responsibility solely on them and their parents. We need more resources for adults on how to interact with younger people responsibly and what to do in situations when an online predator is involved.

P.S. I’m not sure how the reporting system goes as well, if you can report a player for sharing too much personal information. But if possible that would be an ideal option.

#sky: children of the light #internet safety #online safety #that sky game #sky cotl #sky: cotl #I am by no means a bastion of responsibility #the most experience I’ve had with children was as a shadow teacher #but it’s getting kind of scary honestly #there I got the readmore to work

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exjunkiebaby · 2 years

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I’ve decided to start writing again. These past few months i’ve accomplished nothing (except for managing to stay clean. But that’s doing the bare minimum). I’ve been living in the middle of nowhere, applying to jobs like Taco Bell and Little Caesars (out of sheer desperation), and it’s been getting me nowhere. I’m not mobile either so I can’t look for jobs in outer cities. I’m stuck to one area. I’m not used to living in such desolate surroundings..

I’m thinking of moving back home. Back home I can take the train anywhere. Back home I can walk to AA meetings. Back home I get to be close to my friends. Back home I can apply to more jobs. It just makes sense to move back. The one huge con, though: leaving my boyfriend. We kinda already came to the conclusion that our relationship will end when I move back (at the end of this month). It’s been weird living with him, knowing he won’t be my boyfriend in a few weeks. Have y’all ever lived with an ex? The whole thing is just too weird to explain.

Anyway, I logged into Tumblr and had almost 100 notes and I also received a few kind messages! If I don’t respond, it’s because I suck at checking my blog. I only go when I’m on my laptop, because I own the cheapest shittiest phone and therefore have no space for apps like Tumblr. But you’re all too kind to me. Just know I appreciate the love. I really really do. I’m writing this post to keep my blog alive. I’m alive. I’m wasting away but I don’t do drugs anymore. Life is pretty dull without the chaos of drugs, but that’s okay. Better to be bored than found dead do to a fentanyl OD. Am I right?

I’ll have 5 months clean at the end of this month. I’ve never had this much in my life. I have dreams about fentanyl, xanax, and crystal. In my dreams I don’t care that I’m about to relapse - all i care about is chasing the high. I just want to get fucking high. It sucks because I often reflect on my dreams and my mouth drools. I love to pretend that the drugs are real. I love to pretend that i’m comfortably numb. I hate to admit it, but I miss drugs. I get cravings all the time. I’m so scared of relapsing when I move back home. This tiny town I’m in is far from all of the drug dealers. I am protected here. But who knows what the fuck will happen when I’m on my own back in my childhood home.

I pray I see six months clean. I’m so fucking close! I just need to survive these next two months.

#clean #sober #fentanyl #xanax #drugs #personal #relapse #opiates #benzos #diary #journal #addict #addiction

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clouseplayssims · 2 years

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So, a building project I want to take up once the ABC Build Challenge is over is recreating lots from all of the numerous, lovely places I stopped at during my trip! This is mostly me spit-balling, but also for some of these I’m not sold on just WHICH lot to do since ideally I won’t be doing more than two per area.

Bisbee, Arizona - I have family in the area, it’s a super cool old mining town, lots of old buildings. The copper roof is HERE and VIBIN. We only went to the Bisbee Breakfast Club but understandably I’ve been there a lot. It’s super eclectic, probably the most liberal former mining town I have ever encountered, and just picking one place is a struggle.

Ideas For Bisbee: -Lavendar Pit Mine (chance to play with terrain tools, I’ve never built a mine like this!) -Muheim Heritage House Museum (Weird Roofing but I’m into it) -Old Brewery Building (I am a whore for red brick) -Bisbee Mining & Historical Museum

El Paso, Texas - Really only stopped here on the way to other things, which is a shame because we drove around and they have a lot of cool buildings! We did visit the amazing Bowie Bakery. I have no idea what pastries I got only that they were delicious. Because I’m sticking to just things I saw, probably going modern bakery on this one.

San Antonio, Texas - We stayed the the Gibbs Hotel which is RIGHT next to the Alamo. Like. I never realized it’s in the center of town and everything is built up around it. I’m so used to historical places being ignored out in the boonies so it was refreshing. I also had 0 idea that San Antonio had so many historical buildings!?!? None of you even told me. I resorted to a ghost tour to find the oldest and coolest ones, including the old jail which is - I kid you not - now a Holiday Inn. I want to stay there next time. (THEY LEFT THE BARS ON THE FRONT WINDOWS AND EVERYTHING OKAY. IT IS VERY MUCH PART OF MY NICHE.)

Ideas for San Antonio: -The Alamo. Probably an older version but idk. -Gibbs Hotel -Menger Hotel -Holiday Inn Jail -Riverwalk (would be a modern build, but it’s an interesting concept and I’m curious if I could even build it in TS2. Large possibility of me having a mental breakdown in the attempt.)

Houston, Texas - Just stopped here for a bit of a rest and because my partner is very much into space. Visited the Houston Funeral Museum and the space center there which I could google the name of but I’m not gonna because I’m not even going to pretend I’ll build it. I think I’ll build something funeral-inspired, not the museum itself but something. Maybe a modern funeral home but Make It Eco Or Ask A Mortician Will Be Disappointed In Me.

St Martinville, Louisiana - SO GREEN. AND HUMID. I’m never complaining about people talking about “dry heat” ever, ever again. We just stayed over night at an AirBNB which was an old converted church and had some delicious shrimp/grits from a farm to table place, so I plan on building the AirBNB. New Orleans, Louisiana - A brief visit, mostly because I got really overstimulated despite it being a “slow” day (Wednesday when most stuff is closed) but it’s very pretty there. If only there were no people, ha.

Ideas for New Orleans: -French Quarter Bookstore, Taxidermy Witchy Shop, or Coffee Place that’s been there forever -Garden District (maybe two of these)

Mobile, Alabama - Stayed the night in the Malaga Inn so didn’t stay here long but it was interesting. More pride flags than expected, but a lot of destroyed buildings too. We started seeing that in LA - particularly New Orleans - and it was eye opening to realize how much property has just been left to fall apart. Where I live every square inch is a commodity and you rarely see abandoned buildings unless there’s something more serious going on or a permit problem. Anyway, I plan on building the Malaga Inn.

Foley, Alabama - Just a stop, but oh my goodness, SO CUTE. And more nerdy than anticipated. There was a comic shop, arcade, and a bookshop that looked well visited all on main street. We visited the Holmes Medical Museum and the soda fountain, both of which I want to build though how I’m going to set up a toy train alongside the walls is anybody’s guess.

Lynn Haven, Florida - Visited friends here, didn’t really see much since the point of the visit was meeting people and not seeing things. Thinking very strongly of making their dog though.

Beaufort, South Carolina - Another “just a stop” place we stayed the night at but outside of town there was an abandoned brick church (Old Sheldon Church Ruins) that was super duper cool so I’m going to build that even though I got bitten by so many bugs there.

Wilmington, North Carolina - Just stopped here, but visited the Museum of the Bizarre where I helped assist a sword swallower and played Pachinko at the only active Pachinko Parlor in the US. I’d LOVE to build a Pachinko Parlor but I’ll have to see what CC there is for it. (Hopefully an Umbrella Academy stan comes through for me since that was an element in the most recent season.)

Atlantic Beach, North Carolina - the destination! Mostly! We stayed here for a week with family which was super fun. I love how colorful the beach houses there are, and all the stilt homes! I was also highly amused by the elevator in our rental because it was basically a broom closet. I’ll probably allow myself a few more lots than otherwise for this location.

Ideas for Atlantic Beach: -Beach House Trio -Maritime Museum (they’ve got lots of stuff from Queen Anne’s Revenge since that’s where it’s located near) -Blackbeard Sim (I mean, I almost have to, right?) -Ocean Lot with shipwrecks? (NC has the most shipwrecks out of any US state) -Fort Macon -Mini Golf Lot -Marsh-y Hiking Trail -Aquarium

Annapolis, Maryland - Holy red brick buildings batman!!! I was LIVING. Even the streets were red brick. This was just an evening stop but we stayed at the 250 year old Maryland Inn which has a heap of history to it. I plan on building the Maryland Inn.

Washington D.C., Virginia - Stopped at the Natural History Museum which was amazing. Didn’t visit the Hope Diamond because my legs said We Are Done but otherwise got to see all the things. I do plan to eventually do a week-long Smithsonian visit someday, but this day was about taxidermy.

Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania - Spent a few days here with more family and also explored some locations relevant to my ancestry which was exciting! I got to see my Great-Great Grandfather’s house, the place where me Great Grandfather was actually born and is still standing. I also got to see some locations dating back to the revolutionary war. I plan on building the house for sure, and probably the fort and house I visited in Cross Creek. Possibly will build the oldest crematorium in the US which we happened to stop at.

San Diego, California - second destination! On my side of the family, we go here pretty much every summer. This year I didn’t do too much because amid all of this traveling I still am having mega sinus issues and since we weren’t spending several hours a day driving (where I pretty much slept the whole time) I mostly just vegged out and ate food. I think I’m going to build a lot inspired by the numerous condo complexes on the beach, but I might do a pier/ocean/lifeguard stand situation. I’ll think about it more as this video approaches.

#future plans?#idk how to tag this

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