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[[sooooo if anyone is still following this dusty old thing, i’m gonna try to reboot. This blog - since it’s a sideblog to my non-rp main - is getting archived, and there’s a shiny new one at @ontheflyleaves. I’ll be on and offline for the rest of the afternoon but will hopefully put some stuff up later tonight. :)]]
@ontheflyleaves / @professional-fangirl2187
//Signs in here to point out that Xu has always been nothing but a positive influence on not just her own fandom’s collective dash, but several other FFs as well, and if you upset her because you can’t stand other people having fun, you deserve to get kicked in the face. If you don’t like it, unfollow it, you fucking baby.
I will say this once, then I am done. The type of people who send hurtful, hateful messages while hiding behind the anon feature are jealous, immature, and above all else incapable of taking responsibility for their words, actions, and own lives.
[[Bringing this mess of a blog back from the dead to add to the chorus on this.
A) Xu and Jana are absolute treasures and nothing but a gift to have on and around my dash. Fantastic voice, amazing descriptions, and the occasional turn of phrase that is so gorgeous that it makes my heart hurt. Both of them deserve infinitely better than this world has deigned to give them.
B) Penny and Jess, in verse or out, will gladly fight any and all persons who willingly hurt either of them. Penny is insanely protective of her wife, and I of my rp-senpai and, more importantly, my friend. I can't do as much as I wish I could, being on the other side of a computer screen, but the idea of someone pulling this shit on a person I love makes me absolutely fucking FURIOUS.
C) If you can't say a thing with your name attached to it, that means that it is a thing that you should not be saying. Own your words, or don't speak at all. Have a goddamn spine, and get a goddamn life.
That is all. We now return you to your regularly scheduled radio silence.]]
Even more cross stitch.
The best cross stitch.
I’m not sure quite why I like this, but I really, really do.
@frostisass
I don’t lend out books anymore.
The rare book library at Yale University has no windows because the walls are made of translucent marble.
Source
*Heavy breathing*
because direct unfiltered sunlight may damage the older books and age them more quickly
*EXTREME HEAVY BREATHING*
IM ALWAYS A SLUT FOR LIBRARIES
I’ve been thinking about why we’re so good together.
NERDS. PLS. DO IT.
who steals french fries off the other’s platePenny steals fries, but Xu will steal bites of dessert. It’s about as fair a trade as possible.
who jokingly moves in for the kiss when someone asks if they’re a couple*snortlaugh* Flip a coin - they’re equally likely to do it.
who has to bust or bail the other out of jailBoth have done so, usually with variations on a theme of “bullshit alibi” and “Garden’s emergency bail fund”.
who gives the other advice/comfort about dating issues????? ... pass? ...
who shamelessly cheats at games by reaching over to cover the other’s eyesXU. She’s ruthless.
who immediately calls dibs on the top bunkThey both sleep on the bottom bunk, snuggly and warm.
who starts and who wins the pillow fightsPenny starts, Xu wins.
who says “your pants would look better on their floor” to the other’s potential crushThis is actually a good pick-up line for threesomes when they’re feeling it, but Penny’s actually more likely to do the actual propositioning.
im tired of all these askmemes being for otps tbh
so leave a brotp/platonic ship in my ask and i’ll tell you:
who steals french fries off the other’s plate
who jokingly moves in for the kiss when someone asks if they’re a couple
who has to bust or bail the other out of jail
who gives the other advice/comfort about dating issues
who shamelessly cheats at games by reaching over to cover the other’s eyes
who immediately calls dibs on the top bunk
who starts and who wins the pillow fights
who says “your pants would look better on their floor” to the other’s potential crush
{NPC faceclaim - I give thee Hannah Spearitt! - ok i just love her hair in this pic, heh. }
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First thought - when Shiva sends her avatar to earth, this is what she looks like. Those eyes, man.
Second thought - Zell’s long-lost twin sister. Maybe it’s the combination of the coloring and the glove-like thingums on her hands.
Slightly more thought out - Trabia Garden-based SeeD operative. Weapon of choice is a pair of tri-bladed daggers, about two feet long and needle-sharp. Smokes, has a best friend who gives her hell for it. Bitterly sarcastic sense of humor, absolute nightmare in a close-range fight.
for the fc meme: Fred Rogers, Drake
Fred Rogers runs the ice cream shop down the road from Penny and Xu’s house in Balamb. He is, of course, a favorite among the local kids, known for sneaking an extra half-scoop or so into the cone or bowl for a child who remembers her pleases and thank yous, and for being very generous with the sprinkles and hot fudge (and always two cherries on a sundae, for sharing).
Drake is a part-time bartender, part-time musician in Deling City, well-known in the underground but not necessarily ‘famous’. He’s got connections to the seedier underside of the city through his work, but too much decency in him to get involved himself - and as such, he makes a near-perfect informant for the Garden operatives in the city. The fact that most of them love his musical work is a bonus.
Send me a faceclaim and I’ll tell you who they’d be in my muse’s life as a NPC
FREE BOOKS??
Would anyone be interested in another book giveaway? The upside of book retail is, hey, free books, the downside is that I’m out of shelf space.
Same conditions apply, must be willing to pay for media mail shipping in the US ONLY. This is usually about ten bucks for a pretty big box (at least a dozen books).
You give me a list of genres, I send you a random assortment. I read pretty much everything, so I’ve got a lot to choose from.
I might do the same thing with fabric and yarn, if there’s an interest.
ANYONE WANT SOME FREE LITERATURE?
ME I DO GIMME
Oooooh, pick me pick me pick me?
RP isn’t a competition. RP is a collaborative creative effort.
Reblog if you agree.
Alert! Someone has broken in! And not been sneaky about it at all. The door is on it's hinges.
Their house is set back at the end of the cul-de-sac, a little out of the way, secluded by a garden and a fence. Privacy, that’s what Xu had been looking for when she had bought the place, their neighbors all up the street vetted by Garden security.
Break-ins do not happen in Balamb. The town is too small, too sleepy to muster up much more than the bare dislike of Garden and its residents. So, when she parks her car, unloads the shallow trunk and heads up the front walk, she isn’t expecting what she finds, the door open, and Penny’s car missing from its spot.
The groceries get dropped, the bottles of wine clinking against one another in the bag as she sets them on the floor in favor of pulling her gun from its holster. The door is hanging off of its hinges, but the alarm should be screaming, and it isn’t, the panel on the wall unlit.
Someone has been here, someone has made no secret of that. Xu sweeps the entrance, the kitchen, the living room, the spare room with its ugly floral quilt that Penny’s mom made and Xu can’t hate for that alone. She finds Penny’s cat hiding on top of the bookshelf, all of his fur on end, but has no time to reassure him.
Downstairs is clear.
God, she hopes Penny is still at Garden, or out, or somewhere other than here, and slips up the stairs.
The bedroom, the bathroom, the office. She even tugs down the staircase that leads up into the attic, using the flashlight on her phone to make a sweep of the space, cluttered with boxes and bins and weapons they’ve retired.
Clear, clear.
Hyne.
She descends the narrow steps, holsters her gun, makes a call to the local PD first and Garden second.
Penny is already in her car when Garden tries to call her, in the blissful ten-minute stretch where her cell gets no signal and the trees arch over the road and there’s nothing but her and the music on her car speakers. She’s completely unaware until she gets home, goes to tug on the doorknob and has it swing down instead of out. She takes one look at the broken hinges, one look behind her at Xu’s car in the driveway, and yanks her gun out as she sprints inside.
Assassin! screams the alarm bell inside her mind, the one thing she fears about being married to one of the public faces of Garden. SeeD is not popular - respected, feared, but not loved - and some of Xu’s decisions as Commander made people angry. Penny knows she can handle herself, really, but that thin, cold tendril of fear has always been there - and right now, it’s growing.
She runs through the house, taking in the general disarray - they’re going to have to go through this mess, figure out what’s missing, but that doesn’t matter right now - spots Fei right before he jumps down off the bookcase and starts winding around her feet, wanting to be babied. “Not now, buddy,” Penny says, picking the cat up so she doesn’t trip over him and holding the gun in her other hand.
She doesn’t think she breathes properly until she comes into their bedroom to find Xu, alive and unhurt, sitting on the edge of the bed with her head in her hands. Penny puts the cat down and holsters her gun, sits down next to her wife and leans her head on her shoulder.
Neither of them move until the cops show up.
Hours.
It takes hours, SeeD and local police jockeying for jurisdiction, dusting for prints and taking endless photographs of their private space.
Not so private now.
They take statements, interview neighbors who have conveniently seen nothing.
Xu and Penny sit on the couch, instructed not to move while things are measured, photographed, examined.
The only thing missing is a handful of Xu’s jewelry, glittering, expensive things that have little sentimental value and insurance will cover. Just enough to make it look like a robbery.
Afterwards, after a dinner in near silence, showers, a movie neither watches, Xu sits on the edge of the bed, looking at her gun. It is within arm’s reach and very much loaded.
It’s the first time she’s ever had it out of its holster in this room.
But she feels violated, unclean. Security has fixed their door and the alarm, changed the code, no one sure how it was overridden.
“We could stay in the dorms tonight, if you’d rather.”
It is a clumsy offer. She is supposed to protect Penny. Keep her safe.
She feels like she’s failed.
Penny pauses for a moment, looks around her, thinks. She doesn’t have anything near to the energy it would take to get the place cleaned up to the point that she could sleep in it.
“That’s probably a good idea - change of scenery, or something like that,” she says. They haven’t spoken much since she got home, but the touches - Penny’s hand on Xu’s shoulder, Xu’s fingers laced in hers, back hugs with cheeks pressed against shoulder blades - the way they communicate physically. It helps.
The ride to Garden is nearly silent, but their hands are joined over the center console, Penny’s thumb brushing back and forth over the back of Xu’s hand.
Underneath the quiet her mind is racing. Why? What was the point? Three necklaces and a pair of earrings, not even the diamonds Penny had gotten her for their anniversary, when a collection of vintage firearms worth ten times both their jewelry collections combined sat in the next room? A stupid crook, to miss that - but the son of a bitch had been smart enough to bypass their security system, so he couldn’t have been that dumb. But if he could get past the security, then why leave such a mess, why make it such an obvious break-in?
None of the pieces fit together, and it was frustrating her. Frustrating both of them, given Xu’s body language. Penny flops down onto the bed in the dorm suite, smiling sadly as it creaks under her. “Just like old times,” she says, dry humor in a low current under her words as she holds out an arm for Xu to come snuggle with her.
With her wife laying warm and slightly twitchy beside her and the bathroom light spilling dim and fluorescent into the dorm bedroom, Penny looks out the window for a moment. The moon is only about half-full and on the other side of the building, so it’s fairly dark. Dark enough to see the lightning bugs, at least, flitting around the warm night air like so many lost shooting stars.
Lightning bugs.
Bugs.
“Xu,” Penny says urgently as her eyes go wide. “Xu, what if the idea wasn’t to take something out of the house, but to leave something behind?”
Sensory deprivation
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Send me a kink and I’ll rate it!
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