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[lycanlanterns]

worlds apart (and i still found you)

My piece for @bkdkbkdaydream in collaboration with @babieizuku - a cross-canon omegaverse dkbk winter au!

I always love working with Adora she took this concept and ran with it, follow her fic for 4 upcoming chapters of beautiful romantic dkbk goodness 😩💕

[prototypebkdkzine]

MOD SPOTLIGHT

Please give a warm welcome to our finance mod, @/kikibats !!! Her real life experience with finances will shine through for this project <3

[sudaca-swag]

as a woman in the ozempics era you HAVE to have friends who eat normally (3-4 meals a day, no girl dinner bullshit) and who are always down to going to cafes and eating burguers and fries and stuff, I cannot stress how vital for your mental health it is to have friends with whom you feel free to say you're hungry at any time and with whom you feel free to eat as much as you want

[satorugojjo]

review of "how the king of elfhame learned to hate stories"

I rated this around 4.5 stars out of 5, but on a different scale than the original trilogy. I felt that the original trilogy was good, but lacking on so much depth due to the extremely short page counts and the pacing not entirely providing enough gravity or ability for the reader to sit with the character through their emotions. The worldbuilding had so much potential to be exceptional, instead it was in my opinion not utilised to its fullest ability. The fae mythology and folklore was so original and unique BECAUSE it stuck to the original myths and creatures. The only other book I've seen that depicted the Folk in this way were Wicked Lovely, otherwise they appear this way as minor characters in other series like the Mortal Instruments.

I didn't expect much from this anthology.

I went into this expecting a collection of unrelated short stories set in the same world but was very pleasantly surprised to find that it was a collection of Cardan's memories and experiences. I really liked that it provided a lot more context and background of his upbringing, his childhood, his relationship with Balekin, his friendship and heartbreak with Nicasia, and his distaste for Valerian and Locke. We got glimpses of this in Queen of Nothing, but it was more impactful to see and feel his hatred towards the world that never cared for him. It's not hard to see why he ended up how he did, surrounded by such monstrous influences. It's also not hard to see why he ended up discarding that mask so easily too - no banquet is large enough for a starved man. He always wanted a purpose, a sense of belonging and a shared feeling, and he shared the hatred for Elfhame and its cruelty with Jude. I also really enjoyed the little side quest with Aslog and his experience in the mortal world. I liked that his internal POV voice fit him so well with the affected nonchalance hiding a deeply observant mind and heart full of yearning.

While it's not a revolutionary plot, it was a very very enjoyable and quick read. It reminded me of reading a children's fairytale storybook, with little magical stories with little twisted morals. That itself was so precious as it's not often in adulthood you get to experience stories that remind you of your childhood books without them being children's books.

I'm glad I read it, it filled me with a sense of nostalgia for old Enid Blyton books for some reason. It had a similar sense of reading the Magic Faraway Tree but for adults 20 years later.

[satorugojjo]

shouto w a lil kitty cat <3

drew this ages ago on my twt @ kikibats but forgot to post it here

[satorugojjo]

If I were a demigod, as an adult I would create a company dedicated to solving the UN goals (clean energy, water, poverty, infrastructure etc) but I hire older demigods. I provide apprenticeship schemes for those who can’t/don’t want to go to university, structured programs for development, 23 year old VPs, 50 year old junior analysts who always wanted a second chance and couldn’t get it because of some minor quest-related felony.  The whole works. A modern day Atlantis - an oasis for magical people.

I want to create a working environment with potential living quarters for those who need it. A campus where demigods of all ages can come and develop and make an earning in the real-life. I like New Rome but it’s still hidden away and older demigods are obviously less of a target in the real world anyway so why not encourage that magical freedom that CHB provides but in the real world?

And we tackle real world problems. If there are 200 kids at CHB at any point and potentially more when minor gods’ childrens are getting claimed, the alumnus population is MASSIVE. And I wouldn’t keep it at just Greek and Roman backgrounds. Everyone in the world linked to some magic hiding away from the world is welcome. We have an Expeditions team led by Grover and the satyrs/nymphs and other adventurous demigods going across the world on the frontline helping people. We have people based on campus full time - and we make just enough profit to keep people happy, healthy, content and to fund all our research and technology and everything else is poured back into the cause.

And the campus?? Paradise. You’ve got hanging gardens and waterfalls in the atrium and ecological protection zones entangled with engineering workstations. You’ve got huge water tanks and preservation pools on the top floor, open air flight testing floors with the walls removed so people are taking off and landing wherever they want. Iris message fountains in discreet corners next to Hermes instant delivery spots. A huge 3D printing room where architects and civil planners can change what they want with holographs and nanotech. State-of-the-art medical teams scaling down Big Pharma for accessibility in developing nations. Solar panels that unfold in the day like wings and rotate at night as floodlights. Watchtowers for combatting cyber crime; medical research facilities on human behaviour (sleep, dreams, revenge, victory, competition all those things but with science); advanced security from kids of war gods; divisions researching sustainable ways for everything from gold mining to deep sea fishing. Funding for arts and theatre and writing - providing a safe haven from “non-traditional” careers and empowering them. It would be an urban marvel - one with nature and with EVERYTHING. 

CHB and Camp Jupiter demigods come here constantly for internships and when we have mortal visitors, everything is shrouded in enough mist to keep the magic out but just enough to keep the awe on their faces. We screen mortals and those who have The Sight are invited to work with us. And I’ll still have armories and gymnasiums for older demigods to keep up. And would I be the Empress of this empire? No sir that’s too much power for me. I create a council of 12 and I follow Board rules (51% majority, 75% majority etc) so there’s checks and balances. 

The world in my head is rich and beautiful and I think of new things every time I’m in it, and the job I do is focused on clean energy and sustainability to just working gives me inspiration for my world. This is a long post but if you want more of my headcanons - ask me and I’ll be so happy to share. Demigods have the ability to bring divinity to earth and humanity to heaven and can you just SEE how they can change the world? And without thanks too.

[valend]

The greatest minds of this generation are putting all their creative energy into writing pornography for 50 hits on ao3

[satorugojjo]

fandom these days is fucking insane i swear it didn’t used to be this bad. everyone is so porn brained all the time what happened to joy and whimsy first!!

[spokelseskladden]

*draws lester one billion times just because*

[kal8elle]

R.I.P. Malik Ali, the falafel vendor 💔

[kal8elle]

For those wondering, it was Clark who wrote the article honoring Mali.

[milfsisyphus]

well the eagle eats my liver every day around 3pm, but otherwise i can meet when it best suits your schedule!

[abcdfghjklmpqrobin]

I love that Jimmy Olsen is exactly the type of photographer Peter Parker pretends to be. Just bat-shit insane.

Whenever someone asks Peter how he took a picture he's like "Oh! I uh-, climmed a flagpole. Totally"

And very mortal, normal-human Jimmy is like "See, Clark, is not that weird"

I mean, look at this nutjob.

The world could be ending, lava on the streets and Jimmy would be out there photographing away. No powers, no sense of self preservation. Just khakis, a camera and a dream.

I like to imagine Peter meeting Jimmy and immediately being mortified about it.

Jimmy: –and so luckily I was able to take the picture before the building collapsed on me... Superman was super pissed at me but, photographer to photographer, it was totally worth it.

Peter: Right, no– See, this is actually my first time hearing how fucking insane that sounds. No wonder people at work look at me weird.

[bigscaryd]

Headcanon: Jimmy is immune to yellow-ring constructs because he doesn't experience fear.

[charl0ttan]

oh shit my leitmotif is on here hold my drink

[androdragynous]

can we please be more productive with our online time

[cykelops]

there are some couples you read fic for and you’re like oh so you guys like didn’t get it

[noodles-and-tea]

Just for the record, Dick could totally beat those kids up

[satorugojjo]

My grandfather was 9 when Rabindranath Tagore became chancellor of the university he would later go on to become a Dean at, when Tagore left behind hand written copies of the English rendition of the Indian national anthem;

he was 10 when the British left India and he remembers seeing soldiers on the streets and the air of civil unrest in his childhood city, life was pretty much the same for citizens before and after but everything was different too;

he was 17 when the state he was born on stopped existing and was split apart from the neighbouring one. That wouldn’t be the last time politics redrew the borders around him;

he was 28 when he attended his first Jiddu Krishnamurti lecture, foreign dignitaries all around him listening to an eminent philosopher in theosophy, he went back again once more;

he was 32 when he watched the moon landing on a tiny little tv in the university he taught at, the same one Tagore was chancellor of, the atmosphere charged with electricity;

he was 57 when I was born, full of atleast 2 lifetimes of experience and I remember going to the markets with him when I would visit, in awe of all the tomatoes (the largest tomato market in Asia, can you believe?);

he was 65 when I would accompany him to the local saree hand looms, the weavers clicking their looms to a rhythm, producing silk sarees that shimmered with colours that don’t exist;

he is 83 now and he doesn’t revisit history much, and he talked today of my hometown and the mysteriously curative powers of the 100 year old sanatorium there, and I cherish every little anecdote because they’re hard to come by;

history isn’t just something you read in textbooks, it’s the stories of those who have lived it passed down by word of mouth.