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I finally finished binding Survival is a Talent Volume 1 (covers books 2-4). I started this back in 2021 and just never put the cover together till now.

I love this fic and all the wonderful fanart that I was able to include in the bound book. I even found marigold and iris paper to use for the outside and inside covers :)

I can't wait to do volume 2 (which will basically just be the chapters that cover order of the phoneix) and eventually volume 3 (and probably 4) whenever @shanastoryteller finishes writing the series!

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happy birthmonth!!!! I've actually never played hades but im obsessed w ur zagreus prompt answers.

a continuation of 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21

Achilles hangs his head in his hands. Patroclus's hand on his knee is pretty much the only thing preventing him from going after Zagreus spear first.

Not that it would do him much good. Even before this, before knowing this, Zagreus has been winning against his father for decades. There are rumors of Hades throwing those fights. Achilles can only assume that those rumors are spread by spirits who have never met him.

"Don't you think you're being a little dramatic about this?" Zagreus complains.

He's so close. Achilles could get a few good hits in. It would at least make him feel better.

"He is rarely not dramatic when presented with the opportunity," Patroclus says, voice wry and almost warm and something Achilles never thought he'd hear again.

"Probably why he and Prince get along so well," Sisyphus says, offhand, and he hears what he assumes is Eurydice hitting him.

Zagreus makes the strangest friends.

"What were you thinking?" he demands, finally lifting his head.

Zagreus scrunches his nose and scratches the back of his head. Sun streams in through the windows of the large palace, everything bright and open and nothing the House.

How is there sun down here?

He's certain he hasn't said anything out loud, but Patroclus says, "Chaos created it after they lost a bet with Zagreus."

If anything, his headache gets worse. He can barely enjoy the fact that even after all the time apart, Patroclus knows him just as well. "Chaos is involved in this too?"

Chaos, who's sunk into the depths of the underworld and hasn't ventured out for anyone or anything. Not even when Persephone left. Not even for Nyx.

"They're around," Zagreus says vaguely. "You can use Darkness for a lot of things, you know? We fish together sometimes too. Well, I fish, and they watch me. I think they get bored."

"And you're certainly not boring," Sisyphus says. Eurydice doesn't hit him this time.

Achilles repeats, "What were you thinking?"

"Well," he says, then shrugs. "Why do people keep thinking I planned this? It just sort of happened. I wasn't really thinking."

That Achilles has no trouble believing.

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pup-piston

I feel like more people need to be sharing/listening to this so here

EDIT: Spotify link added for y'all Non YouTube Music-Listeners

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fairuzfan

There is still hope. Say it out loud. Palestine will be free. The Palestinian people will celebrate their culture and heritage with each other. We will love and be loved. Do not fall into the trap of despair.

I'm not saying this just for morale. I'm saying this as a reminder that the colonialist regime relies on your despair, uses it to further their propaganda. Once you lose hope, and tell everyone you lose hope, you are aiding the Zionist Entity.

Make it a point that you BELIEVE that Palestine will be free even in the face of genocide. Hope can halt genocide. Do not aid our oppressors.

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i got my isbn today for the book. 8 months to go. my mom and i were talking about what the next steps are. i was eating trail mix, standing on one foot, phone tucked into my ear.

"yeah," i said. "the problem is that tumblr as a market is like, not something that can be studied." there's this weird wave of nostalgia and affection for this place that came up over me: how lovely we avoid consumerism. okay, it sucks as a creator. but also? keep stickin' it to 'em.

my mother made the sound at the back of her throat that i also make, the one that means i've got an idea. "you should figure out some kind of reward for presale amounts. maybe you give out poems or a mug or a signed book or something. would your followers like that?" my mother is sweet, and kind, and i have no idea how to explain on this website you can buy someone crabs.

i put more m&ms down the hatch. i had to speak through peanuts and almonds. "if it passes 25 thousand i will print the book out in its entirety and eat it live on camera."

"oh god. no, you don't have to do that." she was anguished. "just tell them that you'd love them to read it, and that they've inspired you to write. you got started on that site, and they helped you keep going. raquel, you love these people. the community? you talk all the time about the other writers and artists and whatever else. tell them that you're hoping for their support, they'll come through."

"no," i assured her. i discovered i had dropped an m&m, but an ant had already found it, so it belonged to him now. i will let his little life have a surprise blue treasure in it, too. "i'm gonna fuckin' eat the book."

i'm having some car trouble, and i called my mom. she's babysitting my dog.

for the record, i don't want fame. i want to rot in my best friend's yard and complain about the economy. i think all writers should be kept in a jar and fed a diet of scary lamps, foggy roads, and like, spooky leaves.

"i don't want to market it," i whine to my mother. "I want people to find it by tripping over it in a bog. i want it to be like, appearing in their backpacks at a moment of great need. backpack-based distribution system."

"not everyone has a backpack. some people have purses. totes." she makes a good point here. sorry to the purse and tote enjoyers.

i close my eyes. "it takes 5,000 copies to be on the new york times bestseller list." that is an insurmountable number. i am an internet poet. i am not a big celebrity, and i am very, very, very old for tiktok. i also didn't write anything actually fun, like dragon porn. (my bad. next book?)

while she's replying the text comes in, and there's something in my brain like bacon grease frying. when i was 7 this was a dream. when i was 17 this was a dream. this is real and happening, and it feels fake somehow.

i don't hear the rest of what she is saying. i am googling can i eat paper or will i actually die. (you can, to both. for the first time in my life i regret being cuban, as this prevents me from being a WASP.)

i read the text again: body's a bad monster hit #1 on amazon last night. a prospective agent once told me queer people talk a lot about supporting artists, but they don't actually buy anything. another one called it never putting money where their mouth is.

thats great! i will be putting my mouth where the money is. and i will be eating this fucking book.

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I’m sad I’ve never come across a Voyager parody that pokes fun of the things that are actually funny about Voyager like Harry trying to turn every day into an after school special about the importance of family, Tom trying to be the bad boy of the ship while also being the mom friend (“Let’s go see what this town has to offer! Harry, B’Elanna, check your seats to make sure you didn’t leave anything behind.”/“Ah man, forgot my water bottle”/“no problem Harry I brought extra juice boxes”/“Thanks, mom. I mean Tom. I said Tom. Everyone heard me say Tom”), Tuvok constantly acquiring groupies he doesn’t want and has no idea what to do with, the show’s absolute insistence that Janeway and Chakotay are just friends, they’re only friends, they aren’t jealous of each other’s partners they’re friends. God, can’t men and women stand next to each other?? Meanwhile Kate Mulgrew and Robert Beltran are delivering every line to each other like their characters are repeating their wedding vows. Other stuff like Janeway’s bravery bordering on just being suicidal tendencies and how anytime she’s off the ship the kids start bickering and Chakotay’s all ‘you wouldn’t act this way for your mother!’ And like Janeway simultaneously being the sexiest motherfucker on board while giving 70% of the crew mommy issues.

Voyager is good actually. Why are we losing the meme war to Deep Space Nine. Yeah okay they have lizards but so do we but we also have a middle aged woman who wasn’t suppose to be sexy but is also one of the top three sexiest characters in trek.

Edit: this is NOT a criticism of people who write funny voyager posts. I was mostly thinking about the kinds of parodies that were common in the 90s

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naidje

what if we...👉👈 crossed the transwarp barrier and mutated into amphibians and had salamander babies abandoned them on an alien planet and we were both starfleet officers? 🙈

haha just kidding! 😂 ....unless?? 😳

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I'm sorry if this has already been shared to Tumblrverse previously, I scrolled through #threshold day but didn't see it.

ANYWAY

The vagina museum has a say to this sacred occurrence, so there.

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A very happy #ThresholdDay to all who celebrate. If you haven't yet read our analysis of whether Janeway and Tom Paris fucked when they were lizards, today is the perfect day!

OLD THREAD REPOST

On 29th January 1996, "Threshold", the Star Trek: Voyager episode where Captain Janeway and Tom Paris turned into giant space newts and had babies first aired. Since it's #ThresholdDay we aim to answer a burning question: did Paris and Janeway fuck? If so, how did they fuck?

In attempting to answer the question as to whether Janeway and Paris fucked, and how they did it, we're going to mostly focus on salamanders, because the weird space amphibians they become are often described as "salamanders" and they look kinda like salamanders.

The first thing you need to know about amphibians is that they don't have genitals per se. As amphibians, Janeway and Paris had cloacas: a multipurpose hole for pee, poo and reproduction.

Salamanders are interesting because different species employ different strategies for fertilisation. Some use external fertilisation: Janeway plops her eggs out, Paris fertilises them. Some practice internal fertilisation, which we'll get onto later.

If Janeway and Paris engaged in external fertilisation, they would have undertaken a manoeuvre called amplexus. Tom Paris would have come up behind Captain Janeway and embraced her with his forelimbs. They would position their cloacas close together.

When Janeway released her eggs, Paris would have released sperm over them. Amplexus can last for hours.

Essentially, Janeway and Paris went tantric.

However, most salamanders don't do amplexus. Fertilisation would happen inside Janeway's body before she laid her eggs. This isn't achieved by penetration. It's much weirder.

If the fertilisation was internal, Tom Paris would have deposited a parcel of sperm called a spermatophore, and then Captain Janeway would pick the package up with the lips of her cloaca to take it into herself.

That sounds reasonably contact free, right? So why are Janeway and Paris so embarrassed about what happened at the end of the episode?

Welp, there's a lot of courtship rituals which would have happened before Janeway picked up Paris's cum parcel with her pee-poo hole lips.

Salamanders court: it's in Tom Paris's interests to make sure Janeway chooses to pick up his package of sperm. Salamander courtship typically involves seduction and dancing.

Tom Paris would have wafted pheromones at Janeway, and then the two of them would have engaged in some dance moves, first with Paris turning round to deposit his sperm package, then Janeway turning to pick it up.

In some salamanders, the pheromone exchange is as simple as Tom Paris fanning his tail at Captain Janeway so she can get a whiff and get in the mood for collecting his sperm package. Sometimes it's a bit kinkier.

If they took a lead from Desmognathus, Paris would drag his teeth down Janeway's neck and back while releasing pheromones, getting his horny chemicals straight into her bloodstream.

If they took a lead from Plethodon shermani, Paris would slap Janeway's snout.

Ultimately, there would have been seduction, close contact dancing, tail straddling and possibly a bit of kink. So that's presumably why Janeway, Paris and pretty much the entire Voyager crew are absolutely mortified and the entire sorry interlude is absolutely never mentioned again.

At the end of the episode, human again, Paris apologises for the salamander sex but Janeway points out that in many species, the female initiates the intercourse. Is that true?

In general, the way salamander sex is talked about, the male is doing everything he can to persuade the female to pick up his spermatophore. He's the active one and the female is passive. A 2020 literature review suggests this is not the case: the female is an active participant.

Ultimately, Janeway was probably quite right in admitting her responsibility in having salamander sex with her pilot, and that she *chose* to pick up his little parcel of jizz and have his space abomination babies.

Thank you for reading. We're sorry.

/end text

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the strangest thing about threshold is not the pilot turning into a salamander, it's not the salamander pilot and captain having salamandar kids, it's not the salamander kids never being mentioned again, it's that it actually won an emmy, that is not a tumblr joke it actually won an emmy.

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Happy Threshold Day to the animatronic salamander versions of Kathryn Janeway and Tom Paris, exhibits in the Voyager museum!

May you one day gain sentience and have triplet animatronic salamanders in a Jefferies tube.

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