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maniculum · 29 days

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Bestiaryposting Results: Dikebael

This animal's name is, admittedly, a bit of a "Tirion upon Túna (upon Rye)" situation in that I did not process that there was anything unusual about the name until, shortly after the entry went up, it got a "heh. Dick-ball" reply. (And they weren't alone; at least one of the art posts that's gone up has acknowledged the unfortunate name.) It probably doesn't help that this entry references the animal's testicles.

I can't even go, "well, it's not pronounced like that," because by the orthographical rules of the conlang I used to generate these names, it would be pronounced /dɪ·kɛ·bæ·ɛl/, so the start still pretty much sounds like "dick". I'd say I'll be more careful about that in future, but I scheduled all of these ahead of time and I'm not sure it's worth digging through the queue, so we'll just have to see.

Anyway, for anyone who's not sure what this whole "bestiaryposting" thing is, you can find an explanation and previous posts here: https://maniculum.tumblr.com/bestiaryposting. The entry that people are working from this time is here:

(Also, I just want to remind anyone reading that you're free to join in -- this is not a closed thing, just check out the "maniculum bestiaryposting" tag and sort by latest to see what the current beast is. Felt I should say that since we've had the same group of people for a while and I don't want anyone seeing the same set of usernames each time and thinking this is an exclusive club.)

Anyway, art below the cut in roughly chronological order.

@sweetlyfez (link to post here), acknowledging the lack of physical description in the entry, has opted to just have fun with it and put together this strange chimerical creature. I think the flat little horns on top of its snout are really interesting -- the linked post describes them as functioning like a stone circle to make sure it has the right date for its annual announcements. I have no idea if that would work at all, but it seems like it fits the general logic of the bestiary, and I like it.

@silverhart-makes-art (link to post here) has an interesting explanation in the linked post about how they decided to combine features of various desert-dwelling animals with the basic body plan of a peccary (which is apparently the same animal I know as a "javelina" -- I learn a lot looking stuff up while I write these posts). They then acknowledge that, without the context of all the things they're working in here, it kind of just looks like they've drawn a very large warthog. It's a very good hog, though. Something neat that you might miss if you're just looking at the drawing without the context of the post, for instance, is that it has the same fat-storing tail as a fat-tailed sheep. For more little bonuses like that, check out the linked post.

@cheapsweets (link to post here) has given us a whole herd of critters here. They've also hooked onto the "desert" thing due to the lack of physical description, collected traits from real-world animals that make them successful in a desert biome, and combined them into a new creature. They make me think of jackals, which aren't mentioned in the linked post, and also make me think of donkeys, which (kind of) are. Let's all take a moment to note the baby hiding behind a pile of rocks to the right, watching a smaller animal of some sort. I think it's cute.

CheapSweets also wonders about the significance of March 25th, and I have to say so do I. It's not explained in the text. The symbolism bit does say they call the same number of times during the day and night to represent the devil wanting to make day and night the same, which... what?

@pomrania (link to post here) clarifies that this is a grayscale rendering and that the animal would actually be a sort of dusty tan in a color version. They also went the direction of "this animal lives in the desert, so let's focus on desert adaptations." So we've got the split hooves and nostrils that can close to keep out sand. I particularly like the overhanging lip; it adds a certain charm, I think.

@coolest-capybara (link to post here) has decided that this is an excellent excuse to draw an elephant, since we're short on specific description beyond them living in Africa and being able to make loud noises. As a bonus, this means that the young Dikebael can be conveniently hidden behind the mother's large ears. The other aspects of this illustration relate to Coolest-Capybara having a pretty solid theory as to "why March 25th" -- apparently that's the Feast of the Annunciation, which of course the medieval author would have known. So here we have the Archelephant Gabriel trumpeting at Mary. (Actually it seems like the baby is doing the trumpeting, and it looks adorable doing it.) The linked post describes the medieval artworks that are being referenced in the illustration, so I recommend checking that out.

Anyway, time to check the Aberdeen Bestiary...

... well, we can't, actually. The Aberdeen Bestiary is missing a few folios, and this is on one of those. I got the text from MS Bodley 764, since I have a print translation of that one and it's fairly similar. For the illumination, we're going to go to the digitized Ashmole Bestiary, which is even more similar but I don't have a translation of it.

So this is the onager or wild ass.

Interestingly, it looks pretty much identical to the image of the tame ass on the same page, but to be fair, I don't think I'd be able to distinguish between an onager and a donkey with any reliability. Makes one wonder why they have separate illustrations, though.

And yeah, I have no additional explanation for why... any of the stuff in the entry.

#maniculum bestiaryposting #dikebael

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jamesunderwater · 6 months

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Only if you have time (maybe i'm nr 5 ;-)

“ if anybody were to kiss me, i would want that person to be you. “ for jily please

ahhhhhhhh this is NOT what i thought was gonna come out of this prompt when i first read it, but i hope you enjoy nonetheless. it's my first trans james potter fic <3 (btw, 10 points to the first person who gets the glaring reference ;p)

Jily: “if anybody were to kiss me, i would want that person to be you.”

When they were eleven, James and Lily almost kissed. Back when James was Jamie, and lived in the girls’ dorms, and didn’t understand that the way he liked girls was not in a ‘I want to be just like you! I want to be your friend so badly!’ way, but in a ‘I want to give you flowers and tell you how pretty you are so I can watch you blush and tuck your hair behind your ear’ kind of way – in a ‘can I be your boyfriend’ kind of way, even though he was supposed to be the one wanting a boyfriend, not being one.

They were eleven and all the first year Gryffindor girls had agreed to pull an all-nighter. Everyone was talking about first kisses, first boyfriends, first periods – all the things James hated thinking about. But Lily had noticed his discomfort, because she always noticed, and scooted close to him to quietly ask if he was alright. And James had wished everyone else was asleep or gone entirely, because he loved sitting close to Lily like this, loved when it was just the two of them – just like every young girl always feels with her friends.

They weren’t alone, though, and next thing he knew Matilda was yelling out, “Ooh, Jamie, if you’re so nervous about your first kiss, you could always practice with Lily…” His cheeks burned at the thought, but he’d turned to see Lily’s reaction before deciding his own.

She’d wrinkled her pink nose. “Jamie? Jamie doesn’t want to kiss me!”

Okay, right – of course he didn’t want to kiss her. They were friends! They were two girls! He couldn’t want to kiss her. He didn’t want to, not one bit. “Yeah, I definitely wouldn’t want to kiss you,” he’d said, copying her tone of alarm.

Evidently, though, while he wasn’t supposed to want to kiss Lily, he also shouldn’t not want to kiss Lily – because she scoffed, and Matilda cackled, and several other girls gasped. When he looked more closely, James saw that Lily’s cheeks had turned bright red. “Well, I didn’t realize I was such a horrible option,” she’d glared, earning more snickers from around the room. James’ heart sank into his stomach and through the floor, his mouth opening and closing until his own cheeks were burning, and he gave up.

From that moment on, nothing was the same with Lily again. Not after he came out as a lesbian, then trans, eventually moving to the boys’ dorm as he started his social transition to James, the boy. Not when he started physically transitioning, eventually dating straight girls as a straight boy. Not when Lily came out as bisexual, one of the only people in all of Hogwarts to bravely claim that identity.

And still he thought of her, of course, every time he bought a girl flowers, every time someone tucked their hair behind their ear, every time he had a first kiss. A fleeting wish, accompanied by a wondering: if he’d just been born a boy, would they have had a chance? If he’d not had to fight and claw his way to being an average, arrogant teenage boy, but simply been one by right, would he have taken the opportunity when it presented itself? An all-nighter shared between the fifth year boys and girls of Gryffindor, perhaps; a game of truth or dare or spin-the-bottle; someone laughing as they teased, Oi, James, if you want to practice kissing so bad, why don’t you kiss Lily right now? And Lily, shocked, saying quickly, No, no, James doesn’t want to kiss me, trust me.

Would he then, in that world, have had the nerve to say, ‘Well, if anybody were to kiss me, I’d want that person to be you’?

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send me prompts! (though note that I currently have 7 in the queue)

#trans james potter #trans marauders #jily #jily*#jily fic #prompt game #the marauders #jple #james potter #jily fanfiction #lily evans #hp #my writing

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shiggyscumrag · 1 year

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WHOLESOME THOUGHTS WITH SHIGGY!

I've been looking back at my old fics and headcanons and mu god has my writing style and interests changed. So I've decided to make an updated HORNY THOUGHTS WITH SHIGGY!!!! Tbh most of them are gonna be wholesome <3 Bakugou has been on my mind A LOT lately so we're gonna start with him!!

Wholesome headcanons

I feel like sometimes when he gets home from patrol he is either a cuddle bug or doesn't want to be touched at all. Being a pro hero puts a lot of strain on the body! So when he comes home more emotionally exhausted sometimes he likes being cuddled and being taken care of. However when he comes home from a patrol that was particularly cruel on his muscles he prefers to just kinda lay there and not be touched.

I love two ideas. Bakugou either not being to handle his liquor at all OR being able to take shot after shot and not feel a thing but hate the taste and doesn't like to drink very often because of it. Like he'll go party with you and friends but he usually won't drink unless it's a special occasion. For the light weight version he would take shot for shot with you on a holiday (New years, Birthday, etc) and after the second shot he's fuckinf gone. Like he's there but snaps back into reality every 5 secs but he just looks so cute with the blush from the heat of the alcohol under his skin. Or on the heavy weight side he would also take shot for shot with you only getting tipsy as you reach your limit. Let's say around 5 shots for fun. He says to you "I'm glad you're done cause that tastes like shit." He just hates the alcohol taste.

I'm not a huge fan of baths. Like I hate them. So in this headcanon Bakugou would instead take showers with you rather than baths. Or if you wanted company while taking a shower but he didn't want to go in he would just sit on the counter and talk to you, read a book or scroll through his phone possibly looking for new recipes. And I course you would do the same thing for him!!

If you were an artist of any sort (I'm an art major give me a break) he would absolutely adore the home made gifts you'd make him. When you guys eventually move into your first place together he would hang up the gifts you gave him in his office or around the living areas. When guests came over and complimented the piece he would always subtly brag that you painted it and he can only have the best art pieces in his home because he has the best artist in the world living with him and making him custom peices. Also if he ever did a charity event and needed like a design or logo he would come to you either asking advice or commission you to do it. Fuck asking for it for free, even though you'd tell him you'd do it free of charge since you're dating and it's charity. But he INSISTS on paying you because you deserve it for all the hard work, love and care you put into it.

He would give you the aux in the car everytime. He knows you usually ask everytime if he has any requests and just queues them in between songs you like so it works out fine for him. You're happy he's happy, nothing to complain about.

However you met (preferably outside of UA) he would find it pretty important that early on in the relationship that he introduces you to his friends (kiri, mina, denki, and sero) just so he can see how you would fair around them. I mean he's around them 24/7 practically so it's important you get along. They are like family to him so it's also important they approve of you, even though he says he doesn't give a shit about their approval.

He secretly loves when you feel up his muscles. It just makes him feel good. He also likes when you rub his back with your nails. It just feels so nice, especially after a day of training and or patrol. It's the perfect relaxer. I feel he would also like it if you rubbed his temples gently when he laid his head in your lap. It could honeslty soothe him right to sleep.

Not so wholesome headcanons (18+ MDNI)

Biting? Check. Choking? Check. An occasional creampie? ...Check. Sorry just had to check off some of the kinks I think Bakugou would indulge in and fantasize about.

Bakugou is a pretty aggressive guy. Some might even say he's a bit mean sometimes. Cruel even. Never to you though. He can get very possessive though. The way he questions when anyone other than his friends and family talk about you. The arm around you at all times in public. The marks that litter your skin underneath your clothing. Oh yeah, he likes to mark you. He swears it's all for your pleasure, I mean you do love the occasional hickey and the way it feels when he bites and sucks on your skin. But it is a bit much when they cover almost all of the entirety of your body. Of course only the parts he can see and possibly sometimes a few on your neck when he's really worked up.

If he decided to do a little quicky in a semi public place he would most definetely let you bite down on his shoulder. Which I feel would be a rarity just cause he'd rather not deal with the possible repercussions of getting caught. He doesnt mind the pain. Like at all. Actually it helps him get off a little bit. It gives him just the right amount of pain and pleasure to get him going absolutely feral.

Some of his fav positions include: normal cowgirl aka riding him into oblivion, reverse cowgirl aka riding him into oblivion just with more ass, doggy, missionary, mating press, you riding his face. The list could go on.

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whatsk-poppinhomies · 3 months

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Nana rant time because I've been putting up with some shit at work and I need to vent! (also, I'm still writing requests, I should have enough to queue up for the week once I finish this last one. And then I'll work on more for the following week. I'm trying to have a system and a schedule)

ANYWAY! So my shitty ex was finally terminated from the job that we both worked at. I was so happy, the drama was gone, I felt like I could breathe again! It was amazing! Sure, I had to work by myself three days in a row, but the actual store manager is the coolest and allows me to wear my headphones so I can just get in my zone and get shit done.

Everything is going great, and then I get this message from my work friend/work mom. Her daughter got hired. Now... Her daughter is only 17, so she isn't much help anyway, but on top of that, I've heard some shit about her daughter from her. The way she described her daughter for the past 8 months, this girl seemed like an absolute nightmare.

Queue me internally panicking because I have to work with this kid.

So she works with her mom first, and obviously her mom is going to say "she did great!" ya know, it's her kid and all, I guess she's gotta hype her up in some way. So I'm like, "okay cool, this kid works. Work mom wouldn't lie to me about that."

SO THEN SUNDAY COMES

And this kid comes over to me and says "Are you *Nana?" and me, being the cheerful, happy, super nice person that I am, I'm like "Yeah, hi! How are you?" And she just hits me with a "my mom says I'm better than you."

Like... Okay?? WTF WAS THAT SHIT?! Whatever, I'm just trying to work and not be stressed.

So, I continue trying to be nice to this girl. I buy her an energy drink because she wants one, I'm just trying to be a good person. I let her come out with me during my smoke break... And then she starts spewing some unnecessary family drama to me... Which was really awkward for me because like... I don't know this girl other than what her mother has told me, and I've heard some stories... Some fucking horror stories about this kid. So I just do the awkward smile and nod thing. I'm just trying to enjoy my cigarette before I start frying.

I get back inside after my mini smoke break that was less peaceful than I wanted it to be because this kid would not shut up. I start frying my donuts, and she just SHITS ON ME. Everything I do, she's just criticizing it to the point where I'm about to just throw down my frying sticks and walk the fuck out. Everything I did I was apparently doing it wrong, even though Sunday was only her third fucking day of working.

On top of criticizing my every move basically, she didn't do shit?? How the fuck is she gonna say that her mom said she's better than me when she didn't fucking do anything??? She's allowed to have a 30 minute break while only working 5 hours because she's a minor, but then she just takes it upon herself to take an HOUR break because she needed more time with her boyfriend I guess.

I end up working until almost 1 in the fucking morning on Sunday because the kid literally didn't do ANYTHING.

So then I got to work by myself monday, happy as hell, living the life, got out of work by 10pm because I'm just good like that. I don't need help.

But then I have to work with her on Tuesday. So I go in early. I go in THREE hours earlier than my regular schedule, because on top of being stuck with the worlds most conniving, manipulative, down-right shitty, brat, I also have to make everything that everyone else is too fucking lazy to make. I try to ignore the kid when she does come in, I already started frying, so she has donuts to decorate already and I just assume she's going to stay in her fucking lane and decorate them since she's "so good" at it. But no... She starts trying to glaze. And in the process of trying to glaze, she shits on the glaze I just made because it's "too thick". Like bitch, it's fresh! It's not watered down. IT'S SUPPOSED TO BE THICK! FUCK OFF AND GET AWAY FROM MY GLAZER!

I tell her to start decorating. She doesn't want to do that yet because the donuts are too hot. Get good, kid. If you were as good as me, you'd be burning your fingerprints off like I do and filling the fucking donuts. But no. She's a whiny little shit face who doesn't wanna fucking do anything but wants to get paid to stand around and act like she's queen shit just because her mom has been working there for 7 years.

Anywho, I take my little cool down break, which is like 7 minutes tops, just the right amount of time to smoke a ciggy and get back in before my next rack of donuts are done. AND THIS BITCH! She has the nerve to ask ME if she can take another hour break like on Sunday because that was "fun". OF COURSE IT WAS FUN! YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO DO FUCKALL AND YOU STILL GOT PAID AND I GOT STUCK WITH THE WORK. So I told her no, that I didn't want to get in trouble for it, and I didn't want her to get in trouble (because I'm still trying to look out for her for some fuck ass reason), and THIS FUCKING BIIIITCH says "well who's gonna catch me?" ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?! THERE'S CAMERAS EVERYWHERE!!! Spoiler alert : She did get caught because her ass tried to take another extended break. Eat shit, kiddo.

I was off work tonight, and her mom texts me and says "She did really good tonight, she filled the marshmallow, she came back in from her break at the right time." OF COURSE SHE DID! SHE'S NOT GONNA DO THAT SHIT IN FRONT OF HER OWN MOTHER! THAT DOESN'T CHANGE THE FACT THAT SHE'S A FUCKING BITCH WHEN SHE WORKS WITH ME! I DON'T WANNA WORK WITH HER ANYMORE!

Long story short, I'm about to lose my fucking shit and I still have to work with the worlds laziest, brattiest fucking child and I'm overworked, underappreciated, underpaid, and expected to just put up with constant bullshit by everyone. I can't find a new job fast enough.

#nana rant #if you read this thank you #if you didn't read all of it I don't blame you #i just needed to vent #did you know that you can just refluff marshmallow by putting air in?#I'VE NEVER HEARD SOMETHING SO FUCKING STUPID #that is not a child #that is a gremlin that came up from the deepest sewers and decided to ruin my fucking life

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disneyparksattractionstournament · 7 months

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Favorite Disney Parks Attraction Showdown: Round 3 - Group B

fantastic vs space mountain

Videos and propaganda under the cut!

Fantasmic!: Disneyland, WDW Hollywood Studios, Tokyo DisneySea (2011-2020)

Propaganda:

(Disneyland old version) "Peter Pan is more magical, the end. But also, Disneyland's is far superior simply BECAUSE they utilize a daytime walking space and turn it into a theater. It's brilliant. Or I should say it WAS brilliant..."

Disney World:

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Disneyland:

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Tokyo DisneySea:

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Space Mountain(any version, excluding Paris, that has its own entry): WDW Magic Kingdom, Disneyland, Tokyo Disneyland, Hong Kong Disneyland

Propaganda:

"They said “we should make a roller coaster but it’s dark so you feel like you’re in space and there are stars and stuff” and they were absolutely right."

"when I was a kid I was absolutely obsessed with this ride. this fact was tortuous to my poor mother, who had absolutely no appetite for rollercoasters but was understandably reluctant to let her single-digit-aged child queue and ride alone (I have other immediate family members, but my older brother wasn't old enough to be entrusted with watching me and my dad was. a very hands off parent, if you catch my drift.) a vote for Space Mountain is a vote for underappreciated mothers who endure rollercoasters that make them feel sick for their autistic kids."

Disneyland version: "Man... I feel bad for people who have only been on the Disney World version of Space Mountain. Like sure, it's alright. It's still enjoyable. It's just... Nowhere near as good as Space Mountain COULD be and IS at Disneyland. I can't speak for the ones outside of the States as I haven't been to any of them, but I can definitely 100% say that Disneyland Space Mountain is at better than at least the one at Disney World. I'm not even sure how to explain what makes it better. You just kind of have to experience it to know. But like the one at World just feels a lot jerkier and idk almost a bit painful? Just less satisfying in general. While I can't say the Disneyland one is completely smooth, it's not painful in anyway and just feels more magical. OH YEAH AND THE MUSIC. I always forget that World's doesn't have any music and it's always a big disappointment. Like hello? You're just going around the track in silence which is so awkward. The music is a huge part of the experience. It adds to the magic of the ride! Anyway, yeah... This is your sign to try Disneyland at least once if you've only ever gone to Disney World."

Here is a history of the ride, since a ride through is really hard to see:

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And here is one comparing all the versions:

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#disney parks #disney parks attractions tournament #poll #disney #disney world #tournament poll #disneyland #wdw #round 3 #fantasmic #space mountain #tokyo disneysea #magic kingdom #hollywood studios #mgm studios

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xxwritemeastoryxx · 1 year

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I Had You

Author: xxwritemeastoryxx

Pairings: Steve Rogers x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 3.6K

Warnings: Character ‘Death’, angst. Canon Infinity War, first time writing for Steve Rogers counts as a warning. 🤣

Author’s Note: Coming in hot for the last few hours of 2022. I wanted to get this out so much earlier, but the damn data/wifi has been shit this week for some reason. Anyways, I wanted to get this one out before I managed to toss this in the 'purge' pile. I wasn't about to have that so I finished it. It's not my best, but it definitely isn't my worst fic out there. Any feedback helps since it's the first I'm writing for Steve. Thanks for reading and Happy New Year Everyone! The dividers are by firefly-graphics.

I do not and will not ever give permission for my fics to be copied and posted on other sites. Don’t do it. Don’t be that person that ruins it for me and everyone else.

Feedback gives me life and motivation for future things. While likes are appreciated, reblogs are gold. Seriously, if you enjoyed this in the slightest, please reblog ♥

When Y/N had first discovered her powers, she never once believed they would be used like this. She never believed she’d be fighting beside others in an attempt to save the world from a Titan that was hell bent on collecting the infinity stones. And if anyone had told her those exact words years ago, she would have laughed in their face.

What she had expected was to fight alongside the Avengers when it was needed. Her training may have not been as experienced as the others, but her regenerative abilities made her one of their best weapons. She expected to be the one to help diffuse a rather sticky situation. She expected to be put in the line of fire to help the innocent.

But this, she never saw coming.

Everyone on my position. We have incoming.

That was the queue to get to Steve. That was the queue to be there and be ready for whatever it was they were about to face. But no matter what Y/N did to try and break free from the battles that were going on by the barrier, she couldn’t. It didn't matter which way she turned to leave, she was met with more of the creatures that charged at her.

She wasn’t sure how much time had passed between that signal and her continuing to help keep the creatures at the border. With each creature she killed she was met with a few more that surrounded her. And with each hit she took, she continued on.

At least that was until there was a shift in everything. An energy source blasted through the trees causing every human and creature to stop at the blast. Their eyes move straight for the trees. Everything within Y/N was telling her Wanda had destroyed the stone.

That should have been the end of it. There should have been some relief that the stone had been destroyed. Yet the satisfaction of the blast didn't fill Y/N as it should have.

But in the moments to follow, it was as if things had been reversed rather quickly. It left Y/N stunned when the energy source passed her again heading back into the treeline as if it never happened. And with that, silence eerily filled the air.

The creatures that fought so desperately to destroy them had stopped before they began retreating. As Y/N’s eyes began to scan the area around her, that’s when she first saw several of the warriors around her begin to fade into dust.

Her eyes widened in horror as she took it in before her. Her head shook as she turned in the direction Steve had last gone before he was calling out to all of them. Even looking in that direction, she saw others meeting the same fate.

Her hand quickly went up to her ear to call out to Steve, but her comms had gotten knocked out at some point. Even if she tried looking for it now, it wouldn't be fast enough. But it was as she began bringing her hand down that she noticed her hands began to flake.

Fear and panic filled her as she expected to completely disappear as the others had. Instead familiar pain rolled through her body as it began regenerating itself. She watched as the pieces that disintegrated before her eyes slowly heal. Without another thought, she began running.

There was now only two things that were going through her mind as she began running. There was a fear that the same thing was happening to Steve and her friends. She needed to get to them. Even if she didn’t make it in time, she hoped to see any of them for the briefest of moments. The other was the hope that if her body was fighting as it was, it could hang on long enough give up trying to disappear and she’d be fine. As she ran, memories began to flash before her eyes.

“You shouldn’t be so willing to put yourself in danger like that.” Steve’s voice carried into the room in the med bay. Y/N’s back was turned to him as he leaned against the frame.

Y/N scoffed and shook her head as she began removing the bandages that had been pointlessly put onto her skin. “That's a little hypocritical, don’t you think?”

“I meant denonating the bomb while being in range of it. Most people I know make sure they’re clear.”

“I had a job and I did it. Everyone’s safe and that’s what matters.”

“Except for you. I don’t even know how you’re even standing right now.”

Y/N zipped up her sweater once the bandages were removed and turned to face Steve to walk past him. “I’m all healed up Cap. So no need to make those worry lines permanent.”

Shock was written on his face trying to make sense of what just happened. Y/N had been through an explosion and had several injuries that should have made it so she was bedridden for weeks. Instead she was walking away as if it was another random Tuesday.

She pushed herself up over the small hill before making it into the treeline. For the briefest of seconds, she leaned up against the second tree she came across. But the moment her body leaned against it, it began disintegrating, forcing her to keep moving.

Even if she hadn't seen the others, everything within her was wanting and needing to see Steve. Her only goal was to get to him, to at least see him one last time. If he was safe, she could fight this for as long as she needed to. To keep fighting until whatever this was stopped. If he was gone, she hoped to hell that she could fight it off with whoever was left standing.

“Why didn’t you tell me you regenerate like that?”

Steve’s voice had caught her off guard causing her to stiffen as she looked over the city. It had been almost a year since Steve had tried lecturing her. He had never been able to put the pieces together. While some things could be written off as the cradle being used, other things left Steve scratching his head.

Soon the questions were forgotten when he began growing close with Y/N. While he had his moments of awkwardness, or even her moments of putting up a wall, they had found some way through it all to be together.

Y/N always kept her secret though. Very few people knew about her regenerative abilities and she liked keeping it that way. When it came to Steve…Y/N felt that telling him would change things. Out of selfishness, she wanted to hold on to that information for as long as possible.

It wasn’t until earlier today during a mission that Y/N had been burned by pushing a civilian out of the way of a plasma ray. Her body had been blistered and fried in many places. And if Steve hadn’t been kneeling beside her after the blast, he wouldn’t have believed if anyone told him that Y/N’s face healed right before his eyes.

She turned around to look at him. “Because you would look at me the way you are now.” Steve began shaking his head attempting to stop her, but she continued. “It’s not with pity or worry. You’re intrigued. Fascinated by the fact that now you have someone who can’t die on missions.”

“Believe it or not, I’m more hurt that you didn’t feel like you could trust me with that information.” He sighed as he crossed his arms over his chest. “Who else knows?”

“Fury.” She watched as he rolled his eyes. “Hydra.” She watched as his eyes shot back to her at her words. “Nat, only because she stumbled upon my secret just as you had. Fury fixes my records anytime I’m in the med bay. No one else knows. It's why a majority of the time I take forever getting to the rendezvous point after missions. I wait until my face is healed so no one questions things.” She walked over to stand in front of him as he took in the details. “It’s not that I don’t trust you. Because I trust you with everything else.”

“But not this?”

She shook her head. “I was afraid that once you knew, it’d be me that would be put in the line of fire. Because in the world of ‘whatever it takes’ I’d be the ‘whatever’ every time.”

Steve shook his head and brought his hand up to her cheek. “I promise you that I would never do that to you. I hate seeing you hurt and I would never intentionally put you through that for the sake of a mission.”

Just a little farther. Was all Y/N kept telling herself. Her pace in running had slowed to a stumbling jog. Her feet no longer balanced as they used to be as her body fought to stay together. She knew at some point she'd reach the others. They had to be close.

She could hear the voices in the distance calling out to others. Every part of her being, even the pieces currently regenerating, was hoping Steve hadn't disappeared like the others.

"I know I've said this a time or two before, but for a moment there I really thought I lost you." Steve's voice held the weight of relief.

A weak chuckle passed Y/N's lips as she took in her surroundings. Her body aches in places from spending the last few weeks regenerating. "Got you three to stop fighting. Mission successful."

A huff of a scoff came from Steve as he shook his head. "Good to know your sense of humor never changes." Steve gently took a hold of her hand. "Tony thought he killed you." He watched as she opened her mouth to speak but he continued. "You've never been hurt that badly before. The other times you could walk it off easily. I've never once heard you cry out in pain like that. It's a sound I'd rather not hear again."

The echoes of Y/N's screams still played within his ears. From the moment the blast from Tony's repulsor. While it was aimed at Bucky and Steve, Y/N found herself between them, earning a direct hit to her chest. Something that should have easily killed a human that wasn't enhanced with super serum or wearing any armor.

"Doubt there would be a chance to pull off another heroic act." While her tone held humor, it was the truth. They were supposed to be on the run. Anything that put attention on them would get them caught.

"I wouldn't say there wasn't a chance." That caused Y/N's eyebrow to raise. The familiar look on Steve's face gives her more information than his words do. "Not saying for you to jump right in because you definitely need more time to heal. Just depends on how well you can stay under the radar. "

"I'm surprised you aren't out there already."

"Couldn't do it without you being there by my side."

There were several things running through Steve as he knelt on the floor in disbelief staring at the exact spot his best friend had been standing moments ago. One being what was happening now that Thanos had snapped his fingers. His mind was refusing to wrap around the events he had just witnessed as Bucky turned to dust. The other surge of thoughts was what if the same thing was happening to Y/N?

Y/N

It was the thought of her that instantly brought Steve out of his semi frozen state and began looking for her. He knew he hadn't seen her in the moments that Thanos had been there. While part of him didn't know if he should be relieved by that information or worried by it. If she hadn't been close by and the same thing happened to her, he wouldn't know.

"Anyone got eyes on Y/N?" He called

He could hear Rhody calling for Sam in the background. His ears could pick up on the other cries of disbelief at allies simply disappearing right before their eyes.

When Steve couldn't find her in his nearest surroundings, he began making his way towards where they had been stationed by the perimeter. If there was still a chance she was there, he'd find her. He refused to think about what it meant to lose Y/N and Bucky at that moment. Losing one was going to be hard. Losing both, his brain and heart couldn't even begin to form a string of responses.

His feet had only carried himself a short distance before he caught movement in the trees ahead of him. There was the sound of stumbling as feet shuffled forward. A moment later Y/N came into his view.

The second Steve’s eyes landed on Y/N he knew something was wrong. It was the way her brows were furrowed as her body attempted to piece itself back together as quickly as it could. He learned from experience that her wearing that look was never good.

The pain she must have been feeling in that second had nothing to do with the possible aches and pains that came from fighting during a mission. She never felt the normal pains that came with it like he had. Her body could easily heal itself within minutes. But the last time she had that look on her face, her body had taken weeks to heal after she had shielded him from a blast from Tony’s repulsor back in Siberia.

“Y/N?” He called out as he began quickly walking towards her.

Her eyes shot up to him and a sudden sense of relief had washed over her. He was still there and okay. He hadn’t disappeared like the other she had seen on her way over there to find him. He was still there and she hadn’t been too late.

Her feet moved into a run the moment her eyes landed on him. She needed to not only see him, but be in his arms. And the moment she was, she tried her hardest to wrap her arms around him. But the slightest pressure felt off. It felt wrong as her body tried to regenerate itself.

Steve hadn’t missed the way the particles had moved away from her just as it had the others. Just as he had seen with Bucky. He hadn’t missed the way her body was disappearing from the effect of Thanos’s snap. Or the way her body was fighting to regenerate itself just as quickly.

“I didn’t think I’d make it.” Y/N’s words were rushed. She needed to get the words out as quickly as she could since she didn’t know how much longer she could fight this off.

“I’ve got you.” Steve hadn’t missed the way her body tried to evaporate the moment his arms wrapped around her. She was going right before his eyes but her body was fighting it. The pieces that were quickly disappearing were regenerating just as quickly in an attempt to keep her together.

No one else has fought it off. No one else had been capable of doing so. Her body was working in overdrive to piece her back together when the stones were ripping her to pieces. If anyone could fight it, it had to be Y/N.

Steve slowly brought them down to their knees. The grip Y/N had on Steve lessened by the second before the slightest pressure reappeared. An ongoing cycle in the span of a few seconds.

"I don't know what's happening." The words were rushed as they left Y/N.

"You're fighting it." Steve's voice was soft. "We can find a way to stop it."

Y/N heard the hopefulness in his voice, along with the fear. It caused a sad smile to pull at her lips as she looked up at him. "We don't even know if there is a way."

"We'll keep trying until there is one." He promised. He brought up his hand to her face and as his thumb ran along her cheek he could easily see the way her skin disintegrated into nothing before her body fought hard to piece her back together.

The sound of the others finding them hadn't gone unnoticed by the two. But they kept their attention on each other. The next few moments were too important for them to look towards the others.

"What if I can't-" A jolt of pain shot through her, causing a scream to pass her lips.

With the scream, Steve's grip tightened on her. The ache in his chest grew by the second. He watched as her body regenerated at a slower pace in comparison to how it had been seconds before.

The pain that radiates through her body was like nothing she had ever experienced before. She had limbs ripped into and should have been dead on several occasions. Nothing she experienced as an agent and then as an Avenger had ever felt like this. Her body felt like it was being torn apart repeatedly as her body tried to keep up. But it was becoming useless.

“It hurts.” Her lips trembled as her body continued to fight against what was happening to her. "I don't know how long I can keep fighting it."

Steve's eyes looked over her face, taking in every detail of her. Everything his eyes landed on, he committed further to memory. As much as he hated to even begin to think of the words he needed to tell her, he knew she needed to hear them.

The string of thoughts that his brain refused to create earlier were now there in full force. He was about to lose both of the people he cared about most. He couldn't even begin to help Bucky and that ate away a part of him already. With Y/N, she could only hold on for so long before it became unbearable.

He couldn't keep her in the pain she was feeling. She couldn't stay that way until they found a way to keep her from turning into dust. He couldn't do that to her. Not when he made a promise to her. It was as tears began falling from her eyes that his mind had accepted what was going to happen.

He nodded his head, more to himself than to her. “Don’t fight it. It will happen quickly. The harder you fight, the more it will hurt. "

Steve had no idea if that was the case. He had no idea if letting go would be painless for her. But if it gave her the peace she needed to let go, he'd tell her whatever she needed.

Y/N shook her head slightly, particles drifting off more as she did. "I-"

"No goodbyes." He quickly added in to stop her from saying what she wanted. "I won't stop until we fix this. Always fighting to the very end with you, remember"

"Wouldn't have it any other way." A sad chuckle followed before she took a deep breath.

"Do you ever think about stopping?" Y/N asked as she packed her duffle bag.

Steve stopped mid packing the weapons bag before looking over his shoulder. "Stopping what exactly?"

Y/N shrugged her shoulders slightly. "The undercover missions? We're on the run and still doing missions." Her eyes moved up to meet his. "Have you thought about one day you'd want to stop? Have a life outside of the heroics?"

He actually had to stop and think about that answer. For as much as they had been doing side missions after the Accords went south, he hadn't been thinking about stopping any time soon. He had only thought about continuing to help those in need while avoiding the authorities.

"I can't say I have." He said with a slight nod of his head before continuing to pack the bag before zipping it closed. He turned his attention to her. "Have you?"

She added the last of her makeshift tactical gear before closing her duffle bag. "Not to stop now." She admitted. "But there will be a day that I will want to stop fighting. I just wonder if you'd be willing to stop with me?"

Steve closed the distance between them before wrapping his arms around her. The comfort of his arms around her was enough to bring a smile to her face as she looked up at him.

"The day you decide you're done, is the day I'll stop. But until then I will fight until the very end with you by my side." For as long as he'd known her, stopping wasn't in her nature. He actually had to be the one to convince her to take a break. If she was done, that was saying something.

A small smirk pulled at her lips. "With Sam, Nat and Bucky close by, right?"

A laugh passed his lips. "Wouldn't have it any other way."

Y/N's eyes never left Steve's as she forced her body to relax. For the first time in her life she wasn't allowing her body to heal her as it had all the times before. She'd have to stop fighting. Not in the way she ever believe she would. She watched as his eyes glassed over before he blinked back the tears as much as he could.

Steve hadn't missed the moment her body relaxed. The moment it had, he watched as her body disintegrated just as fast the others had before. With the weight of her body gone, his hands and arms to drop quickly to his lap.

The reminants of dust laid around him. The silence that came with the snap was nothing in comparison to the silence with Y/N gone. And as he looked up at the others the same question laid within their eyes.

What exactly happened? And how the hell do they fix it.

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thedrarrylibrarian · 1 year

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Hello Hello and the Happiest of Fridays!

I'm thrilled to have @shealwaysreads in the library today! I've followed her for a long time and am always delighted by her posts on my dash. She has excellent taste, and has picked an incredible fic to share with us. Without further ado, I'll let Bella take over!

I did a slightly ridiculous gasp and wiggle when the lovely @thedrarrylibrarian reached out to ask me to share a fic rec for their brilliant Happy Hour, and was beyond delighted to be chosen to open the new year with a story I loved.

I haven’t actually been able to read much fic over the last year, except for short pieces, which has really crystallised for me how much I really do love short fic. The skill, choices, focus, and subtle characterisation that’s so necessary for a fantastic short read is intense, and I find myself endlessly full of admiration for writers who can take on that challenge and create something beautiful.

Contretemps by @moonflower-rose is one of those brilliant stories—written for @hd-erised it was the last fic I read in 2022 and it was everything I hoped for, so I thought it would be the perfect story to share with everyone to kick off 2023!

Contretemps by @moonflower-rose (8,488 words, rated T)

Draco Malfoy has been living like a model citizen. If only he could convince Potter.

In less than 10k Rosie manages to create such a full feeling world, with brilliant cameos from Ron and Hermione, brief but sharp and defined OCs, and a Pansy I adore beyond measure (a running theme in her work, do check out her back-catalogue and ready yourself for falling in love), along with a delicious Harry—dimpled, earnest, and transparent (or so Draco thinks), and a Draco pov that is positively sparkling (if slightly misguided).

Just the opening two lines shows you so much about Rosie’s deft world building, and fantastic sense of humour. By the third paragraph (full of brilliant characterisation) you are completely in-world, immersed in the tale she’s woven, and ready to be delighted.

I sat and highlighted a ream of quotes from the fic, and then realised I was essentially sharing every single bit of it. So I’ve given myself a stern talking to and settled on just one, which made me laugh out loud and captures perfectly Draco and Harry’s dynamic at the beginning of the fic:

“Draco imagined wrapping his fingers around Potter’s throat. Sometimes he even imagined strangling him. Sometimes.”

Draco’s perspective, and Harry’s characterisation, make the misunderstanding and miscommunication work so perfectly, so believably, that along with the urge to give them both a gentle slap I also found myself grinning away while they fumbled.

Rosie’s fics always leave me bone-deep satisfied. She has that innate talent and well-honed skill to spin a world full of characters that feel so real you could reach out and hug them, and to guide you gently along emotional journeys to a resolution that leaves your heart warm and light every time. Short, or long, her stories are rich and generous, full of subtly crafted details that build a world (Contretemps is full of these—Hermione’s recent laws, Draco’s pirating choices, the queue outside Harry’s office) and even moments of sadness are leavened and balanced by the absolute gift she has for humour in her writing.

Every fic of hers has made my day better, has lifted me up and set me on my way with a smile.

A special note: Rosie always undoes me with her food descriptions, and by undo I mean ‘wake up my appetite but ONLY AND SPECIFICALLY for what she has just laid down in words before me. I have once and will likely again actually gone and bought what she’s written about simply to sate my fic-induced hunger. If you’re anything like me you will find yourself reaching for a snack about halfway through this fic, and find yourself desperately wanting meringues and apricots.

I’ll stop myself there, before I spend the next thousand words singing the praises of this fic and @moonflower-rose’s writing, and hope that you all click the link and read Contretemps. I guarantee it will make your day if you do!

Thank you so much to @thedrarrylibrarian for inviting me to be a part of Happy Hour, and for all of your brilliant recs. As a Library Person™ it just brings me so much joy to be part of this project and the gift it is to the Drarry fandom.

Happy 2023 everyone, I hope it’s a beautiful one, filled with fic and art! ❤️

Thank you once more, to @shealwaysreads for joining us today! Be sure to check out her own writing on her AO3!

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Lots of Love and Happy Reading!

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kumoriyami-xiuzhen · 1 year

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Hakuoki Shinkai Tenun no Shou Short Story - Sannan

first translation of the month! still working out my queue but it should hopefully get stabilized this month. currently half done next week's translation.

anyway, in light of one of my least favourite more disliked routes getting a musical... i decided i might as well go with this of the four short stories i got from the 天雲ノ抄特典小冊子.

Hakuoki Shinkai Tenun no Shou Short Story - "As ethereal as light snow" [alternatively can be interpreted as 'Misty like snow' but I think what I put makes more sense]

Translation by KumoriYami

——It was a quiet and cold night.

"….Ho…hooh…"

The cold air wrapped around my cheeks caused me to shiver, and I slowly opened my eyes from under the covers.

For it to be quiet and cold again, that wouldn't do… While feeling a bit uncertain, I slowly opened the door.

"Ah…"

As I expected, a thin layer was covering the sand and gravel, and a silver-white world was before my eyes.

"No wonder why it's so cold…"

At it felt like my neck wanted to shrink from the cold, my eyes widened at the figure standing standing in this night scene of white snow.

"Sannan-san…?

While the snowflakes quietly fell from the sky, Sannan-san, who remained motionless as he gazed at the snowy clouds [literally "snow clouds"], looked very unreal. Right, it really seemed as if once the sun rose, he would disappear with the snow.

"——Sannan-san."

"Oya…?"

As Sannan-san just seemed to notice me, he quietly turned his gaze.

"Why are you up so late? Normal people should be sleeping right now."

"Ah, no. I just woke up before coming over, and since I saw you, I…."

"I see. Did you want to criticize me for going out like this?"

"No, I wasn't…"

Hearing his self-deprecating tone, I didn't know what to do, but he smiled happily.

"Hehe. When I see you, I can't help but want to tease you, it's truly a headache… Well, you're here because you're worried whether or not I'm feeling cold, right?

"Yes. Because it's snowing, I think you might catch a cold if this continues…"

"… Rather, I would like to see if I can catch a cold."

"Eh?"

He didn't give me any time to think.

"Don't worry. I simply wanted to go outside and watch the snow fall, so I cam outside to take a look. I'll be heading back to my room right away, so please return to your room."

Sannan-san spoke towards me with a smile.

"…Yukimura-kun?"

"What is it?"

Sannan-san looked at me with unmasked surprise.

I had gone back to my room just now… and now I had shown up in the courtyard again.

"Really… It's very cold here, so what did you come back here for?"

"I wanted to give this to you."

"…To give me an umbrella?"

He looked at the umbrella I handed over to him, and his eyes narrowed in disbelief.

"You body temperature will rapidly drop if you stay in the snow, so if you want to stay outside for a while longer Sannan-san, please at least use an umbrella."

" ——Thank you for your kindness, but as I just said, I'll enjoy the scenery for a while longer and then go back——"

"——That's a lie to me, right?"

As Sannan-san listened to me, his expression was completely unmoved. I however didn't mind and continued.

"Just from looking at the snow on your hair, it's obvious that you didn't just go outside."

"……"

"So, why have you been out here for so long?"

After a short moment of silence, Sannan-san softly sighed then began to speak.

"I want to figure out."

'Figure out, what…?"

"….Yukimura-kun, right now, what do I look like in your eyes?"

"What do you mean by look like…"

"You know, my hand recovered because of the power of Ochimuzu… At first glance, there are no differences between me and my past self, correct?"

"……"

"——But, even if I appear the same, ultimately, there are differences [actually don't have a subject noun here]."

Where is the difference.

Sannan-san, as if he were for the sake of explain it to me, let a snowflake fall into his hand.

"I know myself that my sense of being a human being is fading away with every second."

"What do you mean?"

"The feeling/sense is still here. The pain from injuries [can't tell if this is "my injury" or just wounds in general]. the taste of food, and also the feeling of really enjoying something… but it feels like there's a wall separating everything, putting it all in the distance."

Sannan stared at me with eyes that seemed to come from another creature/eyes as if he was looking at some sort of other creature… he spoke slowly.

"That's why I was thinking about figuring/wanted to figure out if I'm still human. Because of the cold I feel when the snow is on my skin…. I surely must be considered human.

I couldn't say anything.

His pain tightly gripped my chest, and the words I wanted to say dissipated once I came up with them. But despite that, I…

"…Sannan-san, you are human/a human being."

When I finally squeezed out a response, I opened the umbrella and passed it to him. To keep the biting-cold snowflakes from falling onto him.

"Even if you don't think that, the people from the Shinsengumi and me, we all think you're human. If you want to confirm this, I will answer you as many times as necessary."

"……"

"….That's why, please don't say such sad things again."

…I know that this could only provide superficial relief. I hadn't transformed into a rasetsu, and couldn't understand the pains of those that did.

"….You…. really, are quite lovely [可爱 can mean cute, lovely, adorable… and uh, i guess that fit best?]."

Sannan-san however did not take offence after hearing this, and gently smiled at me.

"What you're saying is unfounded. Even if you say that I'm human, the changes to my body will not stop."

"…That's…"

"But to hear some words of comfort, surprisingly doesn't feel bad."

He took the umbrella from my hand, then tilted half of it over me to keep the snow off of me.

"I found something better than the snow."

"Better than the snow…?"

"Yes. Compared to the bitter cold of winter, compared to hurting yourself… You being worried about me, more than anything, makes me feel like I'm still a human being."

"……"

"I don't want you to feel sad. It's okay, I won't do this sort of thing again."

Sannan-san looked very lonely as he spoke those words.

That's why, I…

"…Even so, it doesn't matter."

"What do you mean?"

"It doesn't matter if I worry about this once in a while… As long as Sannan-san feels like he's still human."

"……"

Our conversation came to a temporary halt. Sannan-san showed a rare and unexpected facial expression…. but soon after, he slowly smiled.

"…Hehe. You really are quite lovely."

Sannan-san spoke with a smile, and the smile that blossomed onto his face felt completely opposite to the snowy sky.

---end---

honestly i don't know if i'll watch sannan-hen but i guess i'd be interested in how they did kaoru... since i'm fairly sure he was in sanan's route. kinda forgot about that until i saw a 2.5 video with the original actor for kaoru from okita-hen alongside these two.

on the left is the actor for shinkai souma-hen's souma, and on the right is the actor for okita-hen's nagumo kaoru.

#hakuoki #hakuouki #hakuoki other translation #sannan keisuke #sanan keisuke #yukimura chizuru

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weallfallfromgrace2 · 9 months

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The blog is in queue......the Appalachian Glacier plateau 🏞️🌳🌲 is calling my name. Family reunion next wknd & food plots prep this wk for 🦌🏹!! Time to disconnect & reconnect with mother nature's beauty & the family.

What have I learned on this long vacation/work detail?!....I love mother nature, I enjoy watching every insect to every animal enjoying it's habitat and not being bothered by man.

I love my family even more as we age and watch the Youngins learn and grow as individuals. Passing on knowledge as well as learning.

What I don't like is people knowing damn well they're trespassing and don't give a fuck until two things happen. The land owner & their relatives have you at 2a point & leo's along with Wardens is involved arresting & fining said trespassers with multiple neighbors filing charges. Security has been updated as has awareness of all neighboring property owners see something 2 way radio, call, text, they all have them on all there for one another. Truly love the farmers and land owners that respect one another.

Few days left, work hired 2 employees to help while I'm gone, and both have been sent back to their agencies. The Owner has begged me to come home early, I told him not enough money in the world to replace the time with family and nature see you on the 21st.

To those who have read all, you're my kind of people 💜🫂 You have my love, respect, I wish upon you a healthy life and fortunes to help you and your families through to the next generations.

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no-psi-nan · 9 months

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@jkgnggj I definitely ship it!! I am ringing a cowbell in the town square constantly extolling the virtues of Aikechi while the masses pointedly look the other way lmao.

I think what first got me thinking about Aikechi is that one artwork of the Psychickers polycule at the beach in black and white where Aiura kisses Akechi. I reblog it all the time and I always add it back to the queue lmao. Once I started thinking about their potential relationship, I started realizing how good it is and it all spiralled from there lol.

Basically I love everything about this ship lmao. They're both incomprehensible in different directions. They both have a strong drive to help people. They both are extremely perceptive in different ways. They're both extroverts who love gossip. They both reject the shame that society tries to force them to feel – Aiura for her rejection of traditional femininity & her sex-positivity, Akechi for his incontinence/disability and general disregard for taboo. Akechi would be a great partner to Aiura, attentive and romantic in a way she definitely hasn't experienced before (or else why would she have gone through so much effort to seek out her soul mate?). And Aiura would be a great partner to Akechi with her similar attentiveness, her greater people skills, and her powers. They would love to help people out together (especially trying to defeat death marks), they'd both enjoy trying new things together (like axe-throwing or trying out new fashion looks), and they'd both enjoy chilling and cuddling and watching YouTube poops / listening to music from around the world / parallel playing on their phones etc. They would just be such a disgustingly happy couple <3 The kind that is regularly commiting PDA crimes and are so annoying to talk to lmao. You know they're giving each other pet names and being too lovey dovey and referencing a billion inside jokes and it's just so cringe <3 I LOVE THAT FOR THEM!!!!!

All of my opinions for this ship are technically unpopular because the ship is unpopular lmao. I think one problem might be that Aiura is clearly allosexual with a high sex drive while Akechi seems pretty dang ace. I guess my unpopular opinion is that it would not be a problem in this particular case. LISTEN... In my experience, there are broadly 3 types of asexuals. Those that find sex repulsive, those that literally could not care less about sex, and those that find sex fascinating like on a conceptual level. I think that based on his noted interest in dick and general lack of shame about bodily functions, Akechi probably falls into the third category. In fact, I posit that to Akechi, sex is a game you can win, something which is both normal to want and possible to achieve. His powers of observation, natural curiosity/willingness to experiment, and patience make him ridiculously good at showing his partner(s) a great time, even though he himself is rarely interested in getting involved. It fits with his evil nice mastermind characterization to be able to "control" someone in that way, and it keeps the funniness of his character because who in the world would think MISTER PISS is actually a world-class lover?? Anyways, he can definitely satisfy Aiura, though I still generally like her to have other partners so the game remains fun for him and doesn't become tiresome. Power to the polycule, etc lmao.

Thanks for the ask, I'm SO brainrotted about them <333

[ Ask game ] <- still open for these!

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pudding-parade · 1 year

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Since it was mid-spring, it was time to plant Things to be Squished. Jaime chose to do it at dawn in his boxers. Because, you know, clueless.

(And this is the last of the posts I had in drafts for this save. I played the save a bit and took more pics, but they're not edited and posts aren't made, etc. So, since I'll be away this week, this'll be the last pics from this save for a bit.

That said, I've played the Random Legacy and have enough drafted posts ready to fill up a queue for the week I'll be gone, so those will "play" while I'm gone. I also have world overviews scheduled for this Wednesday and next. So, aside from me not spamming everyone's comments, you won't even know I'm gone. ;))

#sims 3 #sims 3 pictures #sims 3 gameplay #clueless jaime

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obsessedwithdavrick · 11 months

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Dialogue Day (any day!)

The prompt: Share a section of dialogue that we like from our own work. It can be funny, sad, ridiculous, mysterious, plot-centric or just characters shooting the breeze…anything. It can be from a WIP or a posted fic, short or long.

Thank you @tyfinn the tag!

This dialog came immediately to mind. One of the things I'm really proud of.

From Death of a Socialite

David and Stevie were curled up on her couch eating grilled cheese and drinking hot chocolates, while they watched the final episode of ‘The Great British Bake Off’. The last few days had gotten them through a full season. They were getting close to the crowning of the winner and David was very emotional about it. He guessed it made sense though, he’d been through a lot in the last week. Hell, he’d been through a lot this year. He was fed up with everything. Why did everything have to be so complicated? Maybe he should have a whole life change.

“I’d make a great host on this show, you know,” David said thoughtfully. “I really love cake…”

“You do,” Stevie agreed, nodding while not taking her eyes off the television.

“I especially love pastry,” David continued.

“More than anyone I’ve ever met,” Stevie concurred.

“And I’m very judgmental,” David gestured to the judges with his grilled cheese.

“That is true,” Stevie nodded again. “And… you’re not fussy with what goes in your mouth.”

David narrowed his eyes at her menacingly, but with a tease of a smile. There wasn’t anybody else in the world he would let get away with a comment like that, but he knew from Stevie it was an expression of love.

He sighed and let himself slump into the couch, leaning his head onto her shoulder. “I didn’t get any threatening calls today,” he mentioned, even though she knew.

“I think that is a good sign,” Stevie’s eyes stayed facing forward, but he knew that she was as glad as he was.

“Alexis texted to say she got to mom and dad’s okay though, so that’s good too,” David continued. David was so happy to have his sister home, but the constant anxiety about her well-being might take a little while to subside.

“Are you okay?” Stevie asked cautiously.

“Why wouldn’t I be?” David asked, not moving off her shoulder.

“Well, last time she went somewhere, it was on a private jet with her boyfriend that only scraped through his pilot’s exam because his parents have more money than God, and you didn’t seem to care. Now you are making her check-in and she’s only gone halfway across Manhattan,” Stevie asked.

“Excuse me. How would you like me to react to getting death threats?” David sat up, pulling far enough away that he could glare at her.

“Okay. And while I do regularly give you shit for being a drama queen, I’m going to let it slide this time. However, I think you are going to have to trust that Detective Brewer has this under control. He said he did and I have a pretty good feeling that no calls today equals arrests being made,” Stevie pointed out. She knew what David needed to hear. “You are going to be okay, David.”

“I guess,” David admitted and looked at her warily. “I’m just… not used to trusting people Stevie. Other than you, that is.”

“This has been a pretty rubbish year for you, David. It makes sense to be upset. But I think it’s going to get better,” Stevie patted his leg in a show of affection.

David harrumphed, and gave Stevie a small smile. “It wouldn’t take much.”

“It really wouldn’t,” Stevie said and continued drolly. “Maybe you’ll get a winning scratch-off.”

David rolled his eyes.

“Or maybe, you’ll get free shipping on your next eBay purchase,” she added cheekily.

David pulled his lips into the side of his mouth and shook his head at her.

“Ooh! I know, there will be no one in the queue next time we go to Joe’s Shanghai,” Stevie grinned at David. Her eyes were wide and she had a smug look on her face.

“Now you are just being ridiculous. That is better than winning the lottery. It’s never happening,” David put his head back on Stevie’s shoulder just as the finalists were being led out to the judging area with all the previous contestants, and their dearest friends and family.

“Or maybe, Detective Brewer will ask you out,” Stevie whispered softly.

“In my dreams, Stevie, in my dreams,” David replied with a sigh.

Tagging @demora00 @goodiecornbread @legalgal421 @jesuisici33

#whatchu got?#sc fanfic #david rose #stevie budd

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aziraphales-library · 1 year

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Hello! Thank you for all your wonderful work. There's a fic I'm hoping to find again, and I'm horribly worried it might have been deleted. It's an Aziraphale-POV first time PWP where Aziraphale is asexual but Crowley isn't, and they talk about this and then end up having sex, and Aziraphale thinks to himself that it seems like Crowley likes getting very undone [by the sex] while Aziraphale is barely affected. There's a dialogue exchange where Crowley says something about how if this is what eating in a really good restaurant is like for Aziraphale (an analogy he'd used earlier), he'd have to take Aziraphale out to eat more often. There's also a line about how Aziraphale had gone through "the whole rigmarole [of sex]" in the past just for the naked cuddling part afterward. And the fic ends with them getting engaged in bed afterward, and Crowley falls off the bed in his surprise. Do you know of it? Thanks again

2/2 With regards to an ask sent by myself a few hours ago -- some lovely friends were able to find the fic for me! It's By Definition, by idiopathicsmile. It's a great read, and I have downloaded it so as never to lose it again. Thank you for your time! Also, I usually use tumblr from my mobile phone, so I've never properly noticed or appreciated your header image before, and I would like to submit that it is both delightful and a mood. Thank you again, and good day!

I did know this one, but I’m glad your friends helped you find it and you haven’t had to wait for our queue!...

By Definition by idiopathicsmile (E)

Aziraphale has certainly dabbled in the world of carnal delights over the years, most notably in the late nineteenth century, when a certain infernal adversary was enjoying a century-long nap and seemingly the only way to pass the time had been to develop some hobbies.

- Mod D

#good omens #ineffable husbands #adult omens #asexual aziraphale #mod d

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sweet-beezus · 9 months

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Edit: Somehow, my queue glitched and posted this earlier this week, so hopefully~ this works out-

Golly, another @khoc-week has come and gone, time sure flies when you're having fun-

Thank you for another AWESOME week full of such fun OCs!!! I love seeing everyone's creativity shine through their characters, it's like a small look into everyone's brains where we can admire the little worms living in there... in a good way!

Whether they're freshly hatched or well aged, these silly guys always bring me so much joy! :)

Genuinely, I wish I had the energy to interact with every single one of them, so instead I will blow them all a kiss from afar!!! ♥ ♥ ♥ They are what makes this week of the year truly special!

Beware, I will be lurking in tags ready to pounce on every OC I see after this is over I'm OBSESSED- (jk jk... unless?)

Onwards, then, to the final prompt of the year!!

Day 7 - Happily Ever After

Now, alas I've been following the canon timeline and filling in gaps with my own fun worldbuilding, characters and lore, so by all rights their stories are not gonna reach a happy ending for a WHILE (writing? who is she?), however the hypotheticals are always a good way to cope with that!

What their endings have reached so far while we're in lore hiatus (waiting endlessly for Missing Link and KH4... jk jk I hope they take their time tbh-) is that ideally after KH3, while everyone is looking for Sora, they're world jumping and clearing out remaining hoards of darkness together as a crew, alongside Reixen for more bonding time, in a variety of new places! They solve some mysteries surrounding their own personal character arcs and learn things about themselves they never considered, it's a real eye opener. Day 2 kinda hints at that with my picks of places I want them to go to fulfill that! At this rate, they may just be a series of oneshots...

Of course, it all eventually HAS to end, so here's some loose ends and how they may tie them up!

Iris:

Considering Iris ended up in the future, of course she has to cope with the reality that the worlds she knew are gone, or at least have yet to be restored (aside from Daybreak Town there's no repairing that-). Plus the existential crisis of having technically been dead AND given a new, puppet-esque body to inhabit. Lucky, she is, to even be here to begin with.

At the same time, she's helping Alto regain his memories from the same era they both managed to escape in some way. Being repeatedly reincarnated kinda screws some things up along the way, so it's a long haul process for the both of them to come to terms with.

Depending on what happens with the Scala ad Caelum plotline, they may both travel there, or to what's left of it, for closure, as well as to learn about the culture there to see what became of it after they were both long gone. Pay their respects to Alto's pal Ephemer and all that.

Her ending ideally is moving on and learning to live in a time she didn't anticipate seeing, which should be simple in theory since she's so young. She stays with Irene and Alto in Radiant Garden, and together with Alto they both take up lessons with Merlin and Yen Sid to learn more modern Keyblade skills, eventually (despite being Keyblade Master precursors) they are granted the titles of Master and help protect the universe.

♡♡♡

Irene:

She returns to her job, forever changed by her experiences, and helps her fellow castle staff move on and forgive themselves for the horrors they had to go through. It's a long haul process, but it will be worth it!

She finds herself a comfy living place in Radiant Garden to offer as a safe space for those she grew close to when they need it, where she essentially adopts Alto and Iris, since they don't really have a place to go that isn't rooming with a wizard or an on-the-road teenager. From time to time she also travels to Twilight Town to visit Reixen and her found family (maybe attending her polycule wedding at some point), but otherwise seems perfectly content staying put. Maybe the occasional visit from Iliana, as a treat. That doesn't require much aside from constant pestering, really.

While readapting to life a decade later than she's used to is a hassle in of itself, she seems to do it with grace, which is impressive considering she was presumed dead for said decade-

She also has that wonderful romance with Russell, as they deserve, and they both get to retire at some point knowing they have their chance to heal from all the suffering they experienced... and with more adopted kids than they know what to do with-

♡♡♡

Iliana:

What I envision for her is kind of complicated and long, so I'll try to keep it short-

Ideally, she gets to save her world once and for all while also getting rid of Igni, which almost costs her her life (nothing is allowed to be easy with Igni, as we've learned from Day 4-). So afterwards she's in recovery surrounded by the loved ones she gained along the way. For how long? Who's to say, miss ma'am will either be MIA or in a comatose sleep (jk jk... unless?) so it depends entirely on her and the awful side effects of Igni's possession tbh-

Chronically ill? With Igni goo disease? More likely than you think!

On the bright side, she finally gets to reunite with her brother in this timeline, though later than intended, and the two eventually take off on a journey of self discovery! Or they probably camp out with their uncle for a while before they do that, either way. They make up for lost time and get to grow together as people while also tying up a whole heap of loose ends their pasts left behind. A whole heap is nothing to sneeze at in this case-

In between, she makes time to check in on various allies as well as hang out with (her nerdy now bf) Ienzo. They have a funky long distance relationship because of her travels, so she surprises him with her presence when she can.

Maybe she gets an engineering degree, who knows? Certainly not me, at least not yet.

I like to think she eventually takes on apprentices or something and is probably the most annoying mentor known to the universe, especially if one of her apprentices is conveniently a secret younger sibling (I joke but... maybe-).

Nothing will be easy, of course some stupid new plot will pop up and she'll have even more nonsense to deal with, but that's a later issue to think about.

♡♡♡

And finally, they all get therapy ♥

They're doomed by the narrative to be absolutely demolished but can never truly die, so it's only fair they can live out somewhat happy and fulfilling lives despite every up and down I throw at them!

That's all I've got for this prompt, thank y'all for another wonderful KHOC Week and I will see y'all next year!!

Or in the tags, I'm always in the tags. :3c

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