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Clau
@callsignsapphire.bsky.social
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27, she/her. Biologist, nerd & fic writer. Good is not a thing you are, it's a thing you do.
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Clau @callsignsapphire.bsky.social · Aug 24
voy a decir aquí lo mismo que por el otro lao: como la cuenta de frankenjoly es más fandom tm y cosas de fics, si os da más igual podéis dar unf y ser mutis solo aquí con 0 pressure
callsignsapphire.bsky.social
de momento los fandoms de kpdh y hazbin son los que menos me aprecian los drabbles en concreto (porque del casito a los one-shots no me puedo quejar)
December 25, 2025 at 11:27 AM
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frankenjoly.bsky.social
huskerdust + back of hand kiss
#hazbin #huskerdust
“Sooo, can I get a-- oh. That’s new.” Hearing Angel speak to him already was more than enough of a motivation to turn around, but such a comment piqued his curiosity quite a lot too. And curiosity didn’t kill the cat that time, but it sure as hell made him mentally curse for not having noticed sooner. “What. When. Who.” Husk muttered, following the other’s gaze upward until finding what he was looking at. “Fuck.” There was a piece of mistletoe hanging from the highest part of the bar, positioned so it would ‘trap’ him and whoever approached the counter under it. Which didn’t  have to make things awkward at all, depending on how things went, but-- damn, how not to feel at least a bit awkward in those circumstances? Just not because the idea of following the tradition with Angel sounded bad at all, but due to a bunch of other details to take into account instead. Long story short: dismissing the idea entirely risked giving the wrong impression, and being too forward might be even worse, since what was at risk there was making his friend uncomfortable. Therefore, Husk needed to find a good course of action. And preferably fast. “Yeah, it’s that. I’d say half an hour ago tops, ‘cause it wasn’t there when I left to feed Nuggs. And… no idea, but the suspect list ain’t gonna be that long anyway.” Angel replied, shrugging. “Already discardin’ you, by the way, I know when you’re surprised for real. Plus, doubt you’d put it there of all places, ‘cause it doesn’t seem like you wanna try and kiss everyone who comes for a drink.” Husk’s immediate response was a nod, and shortly after both were sharing a laugh. Relaxing, too, gave him an idea of how exactly it was best to proceed; leaning in closer, he took one of Angel’s hands in his with a soft motion, lifting it up so it would be close to his face. Or, more specifically, to his lips. “Can I?” He asked, ready to either proceed or let go, making it clear with a loose hold and a calm expression how the choice was Angel’s and his alone. A nod followed suit, accompanied by the biggest of smiles. “You? Anytime.” Said and done; once having gotten an affirmative response, Husk lost no time in closing the small distance left, placing a kiss on the back of said hand as tenderly as he could.
December 24, 2025 at 12:29 PM
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frankenjoly.bsky.social
polytrix + barrett’s privateers (jonathan young)
#kpdh #polytrix

www.youtube.com/watch?v=_RJP...
We’d fire no guns, shed no tears Between the three of them, there was no need for words in a myriad of instances, and choosing to go back home with their hands linked was one. Positioning so Rumi was in the middle of both Mira and her had felt natural, the same as it had been when they finished the song. It had felt natural and was also a must, given how much she likely needed the comfort-- all of them did, to be fair, but Rumi… … Rumi, to Zoey’s surprise, had an apology for them. “I-- I’m sorry I didn’t tell you earlier, especially since it could’ve saved us a lot of time and stuff to deal with.” A question appeared inside her mind, but answers came before she could let it out. “My dad was a demon, so… Well, these patterns are basically factory settings-- kinda, since they didn’t pop all at once and have been spreading through the years.” That explained many things, like Rumi’s growing reticence towards Takedown as weeks passed, covering up that much, the walls Mira had pointed out and the whole Jinu situation. Hm, if she already had the same tastes as the mother who had birthed her, Zoey hoped she also had the same tastes as the mother who had raised her. But that was for another occasion. Zoey looked at Mira, both exchanged a brief glance which made it clear how they were on the exact same page about what their next step had to be, and proceeded to take that idea into action: words would come later, since the first thing both did was wrapping Rumi in another tight hug without letting go of either of her hands.
December 23, 2025 at 6:14 PM
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frankenjoly.bsky.social
polytrix + fight of our lives (descendants 4)
#kpdh #polytrix

www.youtube.com/watch?v=6Vo4...
We gotta move forward where we’re at The moment is now, but it won’t last As Zoey and Mira started approaching both her and each other, Rumi’s chest started to feel progressively lighter. And, when the three of them collided into a deep group hug, still keeping the song going… it felt like it could explode with warmth. The battle might not be finished yet, and in fact it had just begun since they were now facing what undoubtedly was their greatest challenge yet as demon hunters but too as singers. And yet, she couldn’t help but feel way more optimistic than when she had arrived at the Saja Boys quickly put up concert, ready to die if necessary to stop them, prevent Gwi-Ma from winning and hopefully do something about the Honmoon-- in whatever way possible, if there was a way at all; now the three of them were together, there was nothing stopping them. There was no song they couldn’t pull off, no fight they couldn’t win. Them performing an entirely new song, one they seemed to be manifesting from their three attuned souls, wasn’t the first testament to it but it sure as hell was the most powerful of all. And to Rumi, who up until then had felt alone like never before, knowing her girls had her back was the most important thing of all, too.
December 21, 2025 at 2:22 PM
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nosoyrubia.bsky.social
Hoy especialmente viene bien recordar que Belén está en Palestina. Y que se siguen cometiendo crímenes contra los palestinos. Que no se nos olvide.
December 25, 2025 at 8:19 AM
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matthewseiji.com
Bro, you doing alright, bro? I saw the autosave icon come on just as you entered the room
December 20, 2025 at 5:08 AM
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frankenjoly.bsky.social
flambert's not so fake dating ft. family meetings & (for) a certain little girl's birthay.
#dispatch #flambert

archiveofourown.org/works/757003...
lookin' for a place on solid ground frankenjoly Summary: “Yeah.” Robert let out a brief sigh. “And yeah, sure. Let’s do it.” Well. That had been easy. Too easy. “Hm? Are you saying yes just like that?” He couldn’t or shouldn’t complain, and yet… it was confusing, if nothing else. “Are you that desperate for Saturday plans? I didn’t even have to bribe you with my brother in law’s heavenly cooking.” Fun to say, when there was no one more desperate between the two than him, or he wouldn’t have gone to him. flambert's not so fake dating ft. family meetings & (for) a certain little girl's birthay.
December 19, 2025 at 9:45 PM
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frankenjoly.bsky.social
for tachigin week 2025's days 5 & 6: undercover + fake dating + t4t + jealousy

in which making arrangements for a job ends with tachigin coming out to each other.
#bsd #tachigin

archiveofourown.org/works/75558241
your black boots, walking fast next to mine frankenjoly Summary: “Huh… you sure, Gin?” Was Tachihara’s response, which did wonders in not appeasing their still lingering anger. “Yes.” They spat, turning to stare at him with their fiercest determination. And it seemed to fully convince him, since Tachihara raised his hands as if surrendering and nodded. for tachigin week 2025's days 5 & 6: undercover + fake dating + t4t + jealousy in which making arrangements for a job ends with tachigin coming out to each other.
December 20, 2025 at 10:33 PM
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espectralita.bsky.social
Esto es lo único que no soporto de haber entrado a la investigación/mundillo académico, os lo juro

El ver a gente totalmente capaz de hacer búsquedas, correlaciones, escribir... perderlo todo porque un botón de vomita algo que muy lejanamente parece leíble
nkalamb.bsky.social Nathan Kalman-Lamb @nkalamb.bsky.social · 7d
I’m sorry, but it is disgraceful to be an academic who uses this technology to conduct research. It should be prohibited in all of our scholarly institutions, including universities and journals.
December 21, 2025 at 9:50 AM
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arteesetica.bsky.social
«La IA generativa de ChatGPT surge del expolio del conocimiento sin reconocimiento ni consentimiento. Contribuye a destruir el planeta por el enorme consumo de energía... Refuerza y enriquece a quienes se benefician de la explotación y criminalización del sur global» 🎯 @algorace.bsky.social
1. La IA no es neutral, reproduce lógicas de poder 2. La IA actúa como una extensión del sistema racista-colonial existente 3. La IA destruye el planeta,saquea materias primas del sur global y desplaza a sus poblaciones LA IAgen juega un rol preponderante porque no solo se nutre del conocimiento y trabajo de personas a las que no reconoce, ni solicita permiso, incluidos trabajadores etiquetadoras de datos del sur global . ChatGPT consume una cantidad ingente de agua, electricidad y recursos minerales del sur global, mientras beneficia a oligarcas tecnológicos que están directamente vinculados a la administración Trump y su cruzada contra la población migrantes y racializada. En estos términos, necesitamos no solo pensar desde una lógica abolicionista de estos sistemas de IA, además necesitamos pensar colectivamente y de manera autónoma herrramientas que refuercen los lazos comunitarios y no reproducir lógicas que nos condenan a la criminalización, persecución y expulsión. https://www.instagram.com/p/DSHgtSGDSjD/
December 21, 2025 at 12:42 AM
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firecrackerx.bsky.social
Os dejo aquí la colección de hilos de "Señoras que se empotraron hace mucho" (aka historias absurdas y reales de señoras históricas que se comían la cara) para su fácil acceso y disfrute.

Iré actualizando a medida que los suba cada día.
December 14, 2025 at 7:10 PM
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adwills.bsky.social
No no, that's not fan service I'm writing, it's me service.
December 19, 2025 at 4:34 PM
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eboneine.bsky.social
El enemies to lovers que no sabíamos que necesitábamos
jarandonga.bsky.social Jara, la de cárdena mirada 🪻 @jarandonga.bsky.social · 8d
⚠️ IMPORTANTE ⚠️
Han sacado secuela a 2 ratas peleando por un churro

Dos ratas compartiendo un donut ✨
imagen de una rata con un donut en la boca. Dice NYC rat draga doghnut across subway tracks to share it with rodent date
December 19, 2025 at 1:52 PM
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sony-shock.bsky.social
A keychain design of some water potatoes 💦🥔
https://sony-shock.carrd.co/  + https://ko-fi.com/sonyshock/commissions  + https://papercutcomic.carrd.co/
December 19, 2025 at 5:33 PM
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evaspinola70.bsky.social
La mejor nota de la comunidad de la historia. 🤣
December 19, 2025 at 1:09 PM
callsignsapphire.bsky.social
wink wonk
frankenjoly.bsky.social Clau @frankenjoly.bsky.social · 24d
2025's wrapped dropped you know the drill
December 15, 2025 at 6:08 PM
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frankenjoly.bsky.social
for femslash big bang 2025's rollover week 3: how many years we'll have

with elphaba & the hopes for the future, glinda & the aftermath.
#wicked #gelphie

archiveofourown.org/works/75347576
i've never heard such a haunting melody frankenjoly Summary: Those things, though, were still in the future albeit if in the near one. for femslash big bang 2025's rollover week 3: how many years we'll have with elphaba & the hopes for the future, glinda & the aftermath.
December 15, 2025 at 6:07 PM
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frankenjoly.bsky.social
robert & z-team's dnd game
#dispatch
It wasn’t until Sonar and Visi started laughing, then said laughter spread through most of the group, when Robert realized he should have either chosen another name for that character or at least mind the pronunciation. Because of course they were going to have that exact same reaction; it wasn’t the first time, nor would it be the last either. In fact, he was keeping a list of every single instance as base examples of what to avoid in the future. Needless to say, they kept surprising him. “Purvan. I said Purvan. Pur-van.” Salvaging it wouldn’t be as easy or as smooth as that one time Mike Hunt had been turned into My-kunt, therefore adopting Mick as a nickname for both the character’s sanity and his own as a game master. “Perv On.” Sonar insisted, as laughter continued. “Perv On.” Visi repeated, snickering. “Yeah, he is!” “Funny as it was, you know what he meant, come on.” At least Blazer came to the rescue, even if trying to stop them was like facing a tornado with no powers and bare hands. “I once met someone named Plurivian on my journey to this world.” Phenomaman added, and if nothing else, everyone waiting for a follow-up which didn’t come served as a way for most of the rest to start calming down a little. Didn’t work with the main culprits, but still. “Perv On.” “Perv On.” Robert let out a deep sigh. Time to bring in the big guns, then. “Keep it up, and it’ll be time for the death of a beloved NPC. Or more than one, even.” Obviously, that wasn’t going to be enough, but he had that covered. “Pfft, you wouldn’t dare.” Visi replied, smugness still written all over her face. “I wouldn’t dare?” It was now Robert’s own time to smirk. “Tell me, remember how the last time you saw your Cady, she was going to the frontlines and you had that heartfelt farewell? You know, when you talked about moving up from perhaps just making out to having a proper dinner and so on?” Exactly as expected, her expression dropped. “Robert.” “You receive a letter from her team captain.” He continued, looking at her dead in the eye. On his peripheral vision, Sonar sported a similar expression, well aware of how he could be next. Good. “Robert! Please!” “Do it or don’t,” Flambae intervened. “but please go on, I’d like to keep playing.” To that, Robert couldn’t help but laugh himself, and he sounded partly amused for real and partly like a cartoon villain. To have more effect. “She got heavily injured in battle, and may not make it.” At that point, Visi was genuinely distressed, so he chose to at least offer another chance. “Don’t think I need to say what’ll make the difference between her dying or not.” “You’re cruel.” Coupé then said. “I like it, narratives with actual stakes are more interesting.” He quickly nodded in agreement. “Besides, about time I take off the training wheels, you’re all seasoned players now.”
December 14, 2025 at 12:10 PM
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frankenjoly.bsky.social
huskerdust + jee veerey (blodywood)
#hazbin #huskerdust

www.youtube.com/watch?v=IubJ...
Walk this valley of death, head high Say: I’ll be back, today I won't die “Hey, Whiskers!!!” Angel called out from not too far from when he was passing by, so it was easier than easy for Husk to turn without stopping and fly towards him when receiving the following request. “Gimme a ride, please!!!” “On it!” Said and done; once they were close enough, Angel’s top set of hands latched onto one of his, grabbing onto both palm and wrist for extra support while he kept clutching the guns he carried with the lower pair. Then, after Husk regained height, he resumed shooting at every exterminator who appeared in his field of vision in quite the display of accuracy. Of course, there was no time for simply marveling, since apart from minding where they were going Husk would do better by focusing on covering them if (or rather when) they got attacked. That didn’t mean he left Angel hanging when he spoke again. “Can we do this again, by the way?” The question caught him somewhat off-guard, and what came after did too. “Y’know, when we’re not fighting so we don’t die.” Picturing it was rather easy: a way more relaxed flying escapade, one that allowed to actually enjoy the view and overall make it about the experience instead. Especially since it would be just the two of them, hopefully unbothered as he showed Angel how the city looked from up there-- and pretty much discovered it himself, since using his wings for leisure wasn’t something which came naturally to him. Or rather, he had barely ever bothered to. “It’d be nice, yeah.” Husk agreed, nodding even if his friend couldn’t see it. “Better get out of here in one piece to try it.” And they would.
December 14, 2025 at 12:31 PM
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frankenjoly.bsky.social
e33 team + partners in crime
#e33

www.youtube.com/watch?v=q3UP...
Won’t go down without a fight Where we gonna go He’s got us pinned “I’d… ask you if you’re scared about us failing,” Maelle started out, piquing Lune’s interest immediately even if it took a bit more for her to glance up from the journal in her hands-- one retrieved at the same spot they had set camp in. “but I guess that’s kind of a silly question, since we were prepared for that right from the start.” Of course, she wasn’t referring to merely when choosing to face Renoir with all they could gather, but becoming expeditioners in the first place. “Exactly.” Lune herself replied. “The outcome in which we die has always been there, so we still have nothing to lose… and way more to win, now we have the power of our own Paintresse in our side.” “With the possibility of not just Lumière living on, but those who died coming back too. No small thing.” Sciel added, nodding in agreement. Verso didn’t say anything, but nodded along as well… … at least, until Monoco intervened. “I’m still up for this fight.” He said, gravely. “When aren’t you?” Was Verso’s answer in the form of a (rhetorical) question, and despite it not showing due to his Lune could have sworn she felt Monoco eye-rolling at him nonetheless. Not like she could blame him. “I will do all I can for you too, mes amis.” Esquie chose to say, following the main topic instead of engaging in the previous exchange, and looking as cheerful as ever-- which, honestly, could only be of help to the whole team’s morale. After all, and no matter how determined they all seemed to be, there was no doubt either about how they would take all the encouragement they could get. How not to, when succeeding could be the change they had been striving for through generations, and failing would end up with no one left?
December 12, 2025 at 12:15 PM
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frankenjoly.bsky.social
siglai + addict (annapantsu & caleb hyles cover)
#bsd #siglai

www.youtube.com/watch?v=A_-W...
You want it? I got it, see what you like? We could have it all by the end of the night “Would you dance with me, Siggy?” Nikolai had said, holding out a hand for them to take; a hand which was accepted rather quickly despite not quite knowing what was in store right after. After all, if there was something his now dance partner was, that was unpredictable. Sigma, though, had not that long ago figured out how they could get used to that-- funny, because how did one learn to go along with the unexpected? It was, perhaps, a mix between his own seeking every experience they had yet to taste but wanted to with how there was something alluring in letting himself be taken along for the ride when the stakes were simple. “Glad--” The ‘-ly’ ended up missing, hanging around in the air, when Nikolai spun them both around to reach the dance floor in that swirling motion. The song currently playing was slower than their pace in joining, but not exactly slow either; telling a tale about a lot of things including giving in to temptation-- which was sort of fitting, actually, even if Sigma was positive they wouldn’t be meeting any kind of demise. That had been avoided time ago and far away at a certain French prison, after all. Thus, there were no bigger fears or worries then and there than keeping up with the music’s rhythm and Nikolai as a companion… something rather easy to do since all he had to do was following his lead. That, and minding their own balance when a specially tricky combo of spinning and portal use was used.
December 8, 2025 at 12:35 PM
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frankenjoly.bsky.social
flambert + machi bhasad (blodywood)
#dispatch #flambert

www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gsy5...
Ride with us, we're the best of the rest Grab the power by the neck and put it to the test “So, what did you say that day? About real heroes and such?” Yes, given how everything had ended up well, Robert was going to allow himself to be a bit smug about it.  Besides, that was… sort of long overdue. “Shut the fuck up.” Was Flambae’s initial response, rolling his eyes in such an exaggerated manner there was no doubt he was doing it to make a point. “As if you could’ve done it without all of us in the first place, asshole.” It was true; after all, Robert hadn’t called the whole team for nothing, and there was no issue in letting it be known. “No, I couldn’t have.” He quickly agreed, and that seemed to throw him off even more than the ‘Thanks for being my babysitter’ moment. Funny. “Oh, so you’re just trying to bother me here.” “Yep.” Flambae rolled his eyes again, sighing for extra effect, then for a moment it looked like he was in for one of the periodically not-super-scheduled punches Robert apparently still deserved (not like he would complain, they had become less frequent with time, and that still preferable to burn threats). That, though, wasn’t what happened, for in the blink of an eye he was wrapped around Flambae’s arms then out of them as if the whole thing had been a mirage. “Still wouldn’t catch a bullet for you, Robson.” He said, as if there was any need for explanations. “But I’m glad you and your round furball are still kicking.”
December 7, 2025 at 12:39 PM
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frankenjoly.bsky.social
2025's wrapped dropped you know the drill
December 3, 2025 at 2:48 PM
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frankenjoly.bsky.social
for @sskkweek.bsky.social 2025's day 7: free day

bram, with his zero knowledge of modern romance, attempts to be akutagawa's wingman.
#bsd #sskk

archiveofourown.org/works/74244171
thank the ones that kept you afloat frankenjoly Summary: “Perhaps I could help you? When it comes to courting the weretiger lad, that is.” One might think the following silence coming from Akutagawa was due to him not having heard that by virtue (or fault) of still being way more focused on his own inner musings, but no: He was pulled back out of his current trail of thought, yes, but he spent a considerable amount of time simply staring at Bram with wide eyes and a slight head tilt, overall forming an expression which could easily contain a million thoughts or none at all. Thus, the verdict was easy, Akutagawa had just been overcome by disbelief. And, just in case there were any doubts, his next words confirmed it. “Excuse me?” for sskk week 2025's day 7: free day bram, with his zero knowledge of modern romance, attempts to be akutagawa's wingman.
November 29, 2025 at 11:25 PM
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samairu.bsky.social
Jashn-E-Bahaaraa

#kaveh #alhaitham #haikaveh

Leftover sales of Vasileia: Haikaveh Fantasy AU zine is going on! Link to the shop is below~
November 29, 2025 at 9:48 PM