(If you saw Springle’s stream from a couple days ago, you’d understand lmao) Many brain cells were lost in the making of this. Rip brain cells. I blame @springledongle for this bullshit coming to be, but what glorious bullshit it is. I had to draw @foxygogogo too, since their Fun Foxy fits this perfectly to me, but that might just be me. Idfk lol. (This is based off the vine at 7:34)
For DWC: Human Emma explaining gravitation to Solas. Bonus if she provides examples.
For @bearlytolerable and @dadrunkwriting sorry if this little drabble was less sciencey than you were hoping for, but character wise I don’t think Emma would know a lot of the technical and in depth explanations, not about that at least. So I went with a way she could show him that I figured most people in our world would be aware of ;).
Emma crossed her arms over her chest as she leaned back on the corner of his desk. At least he was sitting so she didn’t have to stare up at him as she spoke. She always managed to hold her ground well enough but that didn’t mean it was particularly easy when he was towering over her.
“Solas, why would I lie about this? I’m telling you if you drop a ball of steel and a ball of wood that are the same size they will both land at the same time.”
He gave that huff of indignation he did so well, “That is preposterous. You are… what is the term you use? Pulling my leg.”
“You can make up as many words as you like—”
“Ugh, I am not making up words. If I were to jump down from where Dorian is—”
“Why would you—”
“I wouldn’t just… I’m giving you an example. So, shut it.” She waited to see if he would resist but he simply leaned back in his chair, steepling his hands before giving her a nod. “If I jumped from where Dorian is I would fall and land here right? I would not simply float, correct?”
She paused and when he didn’t speak she raised a brow. He copied her expression before saying, “Oh I apologize, I thought I was to shut it.”
“You. are. Impossible.” She straightened and started out of the rotunda. “I’m going to talk to Ivy before this turns into a thing.”
There was no more talk of it until several days later, at which point she had completely forgotten the conversation. Emma was out working in the herb garden when a shadow fell over her. She looked up, covering her eyes with her hand, to find the familiar lank of Solas looking proud of himself.
“What’s with the—”
“I have the balls.”
She paused, tilted her head, “I’m sorry, you have the what now?”
“Your balls so that you may show me this theory of yours.”
The smile fell and his brows furrowed, “You have forgotten already? One wood and one steel. This thing you were talking about… gravity, was it?”
“Ooohhhh,” Understanding dawned on her and she stood, wiping the dirt on her leggings, “You actually had them made?”
She couldn’t help when the corners of her mouth twitched up, “I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised. Come, let’s find somewhere to drop them where we won’t hit someone in the head.”
They found themselves up on Skyhold’s fortress walls in a corner without any traffic. They would go unobserved and not risk hitting anyone in the process. Solas glanced down as he felt the weight of the balls in his hands.
“You want to drop them or shall I? Either way it is key they are dropped at the same time.”
His eyes came up to meet hers and he smirked, “What shall we wager?”
She laughed and shifted putting a hand on her hip, “Oh I don’t think you want to do that on this one.”
“I believe I do.” He played at thinking on it for a moment before he said, “Loser will be bound and winner may do what they wish to them tonight.”
She raised a brow, “You want to tie me up? Or do you want to be tied up? Either way, this seems like it is a wager where we both win no matter.”
He continued to smirk, but his attention shifted to look down at the ground below, “It is agreed then?”
“I agree. Are you dropping them then?”
“Why? Would you rather my balls be in your hands?”
At least she managed to keep the giggle down that threatened to bubble out, “This is science and should be taken seriously, now get to it.”
“Eager to lose are you?”
“No. Eager to win actually. Then I can have my way with your balls as much as I like.”
A chuckle as he held both hands out over the edge, “Impatient, woman. On the count of three then?”
“Very well, one. Two. Three.”
He opened both hands at the same time and they both watched as the two balls fell to the earth. At the same speed. Directly next to each other. Until they both fell into the dirt giving out little puffs into the air on impact. At the same time, as she knew they would.
“Well,” a pause, “that was… unexpected.”
He was looking down at the ground still and she reached out. Her fingers brushing along his jaw and forcing him to look at her, “Tell me Solas. Should I use leather bindings or silk?”
Hey, y’all. I was hoping to get a little help with something. I know I’ve talked about my boyfriend on here before, and about how he wants to understand gender, specifically non-binary gender, better. He was raised in a very conservative household where anything straying from the male-female was regarded as “socialist propaganda” and strongly dismissed, and it wasn’t until just a few years ago that the concept of gender theory was even available to him. Now, he’s very respectful of gender identity and he would never intentionally misgender someone because he’s not a dick, but he feels that he would benefit from understanding the issues surrounding gender in addition to accepting them.
He and I have had countless discussions on the subject. We tend to agree on most things and we generally reach the same conclusions, but our processes for arriving at those conclusions are different. He’s very intelligent, but we think differently. I’m a very abstract and theoretical thinker, but he is more concrete. It makes for some awesome discussions (y’all should come over for dinner sometime), but it also means that the sources I read to learn about and understand gender theory, those that use very theoretical and abstract language and points, are not helpful to him.
So, this is where you lot come in. You curious, brilliant people. I am looking for good articles or journals or even books on gender theory that are helpful to a concrete mind. Or, if any of my non-binary followers are willing, someone to sit down and patiently have a conversation with the man. Send me sources!
AkiBen/BenAki fluff? :D or maybe AkiBen angst? ( wonder what would have to happen for there to be angst between these two kotatsi dorks )
Oh there are ways of making AkiBen angst, trust me :P Maybe due to
like a Strain power or something Akiyama suddenly finds himself only
able to say the opposite of what he means, the problem is even
Akiyama isn’t aware he got hit by the power so he’s just suddenly
being an impolite jerk to everyone for no apparent reason. Benzai
tries to talk to him to see if he’s okay and Akiyama snaps at him,
complaining that Benzai’s always bugging him like can’t I have five
minutes to myself without you fussing over me it’s so irritating.
Benzai’s very hurt by that because of course he and Akiyama have
always had each other’s backs and this sudden turn in personality is
a complete blindside. He tries to ask what brought this on and
Akiyama ends up going on a whole rant about how he always has to do
everything and Benzai’s just coasting along on his coattails, like if
there’s a situation Akiyama has to be the one taking charge and doing
things by the book while Benzai takes advantage of that to sometimes
be a bit sneakier and more underhanded and Akiyama doesn’t see why he
has to be the boring straight laced one. Plus whenever anything bad
happens Benzai’s always so fussy, like Akiyama’s some kid who needs
to be soothed and taken care of and it’s just so annoying, Akiyama
would like to be on his own sometimes instead of always having Benzai
by his side. Benzai’s understandably upset and immediately takes his
leave, excusing himself and probably asking one of the other alphabet
boys if he can share their room for the night because he’s giving
Akiyama what he wants after all, some alone time. Akiyama wakes up
the next morning all alone in his room and back to normal, with his
mouth tasting vaguely like profanity and horrified at himself for
being so terrible to Benzai.
So of course now poor Akiyama’s all flustered and upset wondering if
Benzai hates him now, like maybe he won’t even want to be with me
anymore and what do I do how can I apologize and he ends up in the
kitchen making a million pots of tea in order to calm himself down.
Fushimi spots him and just raises an eyebrow, Akiyama gives a
sheepish excuse and Fushimi’s like ‘not my problem.’ Except a minute
later Benzai comes walking in saying Fushimi-san told him he was
needed in the kitchen and then he just trails off when he sees
Akiyama there with the tea. Akiyama stutters out Benzai’s name and
Benzai immediately turns and apologizes, saying he’ll get out of
Akiyama’s way. Akiyama runs forward and grabs his arm to stop him,
Benzai’s a little surprised by how forceful he is. Akiyama gives this
low bow and just starts with a rambling upset apology, saying he
doesn’t know what came over him but he didn’t want to say any of
those things, those words weren’t his at all and he’s always, always
wanted Benzai there. He can’t even look at Benzai the whole time,
just saying he understands if Benzai doesn’t want to see him again
but he really wants to apologize because he ruined everything and
made Benzai upset. He’s stopped by Benzai’s hand on his shoulder,
Akiyama looks up to see Benzai giving him this fondly exasperated
smile like I should have known something was wrong when you stopped
speaking politely halfway through yelling at me. Akiyama starts to
apologize yet again and Benzai just hugs him, breathing in the
Akiyama’s scent for a moment as he pulls Akiyama close, totally
relieved himself that Akiyama really didn’t just abandon him. When
they finally pull away from each other they’re both smiling a bit and
then Akiyama laughs sheepishly and asks Benzai if he wants some tea,
Akiyama made a lot and all of it is Benzai’s favorite kind.
This is probably just me but I love when Victor spins… like… have you ever just looked at him when he’s spinning? The way his hair just kinda…. swooshes??? anndd,, uuhhHHH,,?? and his expressions??? ju s t,,,,,,, hhHH