#''oh yeah do you remember this old thing''

[moonstruckme]

the sleepy remus drabble was everything but what about sleepy james x reader just cuddling on the couch with remus and sirius teasing them omfgg

Thanks for requesting lovely! I realized halfway through writing this that I wasn't sure if you meant rem and sirius were there platonically or not, but I hope this is alright <3

poly!marauders x fem!reader ♡ 870 words

Even when you hear the voices, you pretend you don’t, too comfortable on the plush cushion of James’ hoodie. Opening your eyes isn’t worth the effort. 

“Is this what they do when we’re not home?” Sirius’ voice is low and ripe with faux outrage.

James hushes him, so he’s awake apparently. His thumb moves over your tummy, big hand tucked into the warmth between your sweatshirt and your bare skin. “You’ll wake her,” he says, voice still sticky with sleep.

“She ought to be awake, it’s five in the afternoon!” 

Remus’ voice is softer, skeptical. “I don’t see how either of you expect to sleep through the night if you nap like this during the day.”

“We manage,” James yawns. 

You hear Sirius huff. If the muscles in your face were more active you think you’d smile. “I thought we were going to Marlene’s thing tonight,” he complains. 

“Still planning on it.” James’ palm splays over your middle, warm and safe. “We’re resting up.” 

“This is how you prepare for Friday nights now? Fuck, we must be getting old.” 

You whine at his volume, nuzzling your face into James’ chest. 

“Oh, so she is awake. What, sweet thing, you don’t feel like saying hi?” 

This time James coos at your protesting sound. His hand slips from beneath your sweatshirt to wrap around your shoulders, shielding you from your pestering boyfriend. 

“Oh, let’s have a bit of sympathy,” Remus says, sounding amused, “she’s had a long, hard day of napping. She deserves a bit of rest.” 

You want to remind him it’s your day off, but speaking feels like giving into wakefulness, and that is something you are not inclined to do. Instead, you try to wriggle beneath the blanket halfway up James’ torso, curling in on yourself like a roly poly. He helps you out, pulling it up to cover your head and draping an arm over your balled-up form. 

“It’s her day off,” he says, your hero. “Why shouldn’t she get to rest?” 

“That’s fair enough,” Remus allows, “but why were you sleeping?”

James hesitates. “Well, I didn’t have anything to do after training and she…she lured me in.” 

It’s true. James after rugby training is like Remus after he spends all day reading; he’s all worn out and pliable, and you’d practically only had to open your arms for him to fall right into them and then a cuddle on the couch had turned into a two-hour nap. Terribly unfortunate. Certainly not your plan all along. 

You decide it’s your turn to protect James from the others, wriggling up on his chest and covering his head with the blanket. You see his smile through half-lidded eyes, and outside of your little cave, Remus chuckles. 

“Oh, it’s like that, is it?” 

“I think we should get in bed and have a cuddle they’re not invited to,” says Sirius. “See how they like it.” 

“I’m not sure we can leave them in good conscience.” The sound of Remus' smile makes you smile, your cheek smushing into James’ chest. “She’s just taken Jamie. If we let her go on like this, she’ll have them both sleeping ‘til tomorrow.” 

That actually sounds rather appealing. 

“They’re jealous of us,” James whispers. You hum your agreement, and he kisses the crown of your head. 

“We could go to all their favorite things,” Sirius proposes. “Make them remember the benefits of leaving the couch.” 

“Like what? Watch sports?” 

“And eat pastries. She loves a sweet.” 

“Mm, yeah. I could fancy a sweet.” 

“From the shop on sixth? They should still be open, yeah?” 

“Stay strong, angel,” James whispers. “Don’t let them break you.” 

“They ought to be. Oh, and the pub down that way will be showing the Manchester match tonight. We could stop and see that.” 

“Sick and twisted!” James throws the blanket off, uncovering you in the process. “You never watch football with me.” 

“I have,” Remus hedges, “that one time.” 

“Last year! And you were reading your book on the other side of the pillow!” 

He turns sheepish. “Didn’t realize you’d noticed that.” 

“But now you’re going to watch it just to spite me?” 

“No,” Sirius admits. “We were never going to watch football, Jamie, sorry.” James deflates, and you squeeze him tight around the middle in a show of solidarity. 

“But we can go by the bakery on our way to Marlene’s thing,” Remus says, adding when you perk up, “if we leave soon enough. They make those danishes you like on Fridays, don’t they?” 

“Seriously?” you ask, your voice croaky and hopeful. 

“That’s me, babe,” Sirius teases, “and I’m down to stop by, but only if I get what I’m owed.” At your blank look, he raises a dark brow. “My welcome home kiss?” 

Oh. “You’re gonna have to come down here,” you mumble. He makes a show of rolling his eyes, but obliges you, bending at the waist to take your face in his hands and pressing his lips to yours firmly. He does the same to James once you’re done, straightening with a satisfied look on his face. 

“Appeased?” Remus asks placidly. 

“Yes,” Sirius answers, “the evening may now continue. Up, you two. We’ve got places to be.” 

#poly!marauders #poly!marauders x reader #poly!marauders x fem!reader #poly!marauders x y/n #poly!marauders x you #poly!marauders x self insert #poly!marauders fanfiction #poly!marauders fanfic #poly!marauders fic #poly!marauders fluff #poly!marauders imagine #poly!marauders scenario #poly!marauders drabble #poly!marauders blurb #poly!marauders one shot #poly!marauders oneshot #james potter #james potter x reader #sirius black #sirius black x reader #remus lupin #remus lupin x reader #marauders #marauders fanfiction #marauders fandom #the marauders #marauders era #hp marauders #marauders x reader

[yxami]

On my break and wrote a blurb

The stones leading up to the store you were a regular at were always slippery, even more when it rained, some were even starting to grow some moss.

It was always the same routine, so repetitive to the point where the worker didn’t have to worry about what you wanted, he already knew.

He might’ve also known from the fact that he’s memorized your face since your first meeting, hoping you’d come back ever since then, and you have, everyday.

He’s so in love his heart hurts each time you have to leave, like a hand squeezing it so tightly. He might need to schedule an appointment for it soon, but even then what can he say? He’s so head over heels that his heart can barely remember what it’s been trained to do for two decades.

“The usual right?” He sheepishly says, hoping he can gain more confidence to recommend you something.

“Yeah! same thing please” You grin, happy that he’s remembered, you like this worker, he’s nice and reminds you of an old friend.

“Oh, right! I was gonna to ask if I could get your number, if not then it’s totally cool” You spoke again, grabbing out your phone to double down just incase he was confused. You were doing it platonically while also trying to work up your confidence.

Who knows, maybe this would be your future boyfriend, a cute food guy who you see everyday.

“Sorry?” He says, looking like a cat without any thought behind his eyes, as soon as he does realize what you mean he turns so red you think he might blow up from whatever emotion he’s feeling.

“Number! Number right- I knew that I- sorry” He rambles, wanting to shoot himself for stuttering so much, he shuts himself up and grabs your phone, writing it down in your notes and calling himself so you’d have it in your caller list as well.

“Thanks! Well, I gotta run to work now, I’ll see your tomorrow?”

“Yeah- ha I’ll see you tomorrow, thank you” He says, wanting to look down in embarrassment but unable to since he was so entranced by your beauty, you were so easily confident, his heart might explode.

He can’t wait to see you, maybe he’ll visit you tonight again, even if it was from outside your house without you knowing.

#yxami’s yam #yandere #yandere x you #yandere x y/n #male yandere #yandere imagines #yandere scenarios #yandere blurb #Yandere male #yandere male sub #shy yandere #Yandere shy #Yandere food guy

[smallandalmosthonest]

tidbit tuesdayyyyyy

tagged by @sibylsleaves and @dangerpronebuddie <3

oh perhaps the penultimate chapter of don't just stand there has some feelings???? some emotions???? some tenderness?????

His boyfriend chuckled. "If you miss me this much when I go start on breakfast, you're going to have a really hard time this weekend." Buck groaned, cracking one eye open. "Don't go. Stay home. Stay in bed, actually. With me. Safe and sound." Tommy sat on the edge of the bed, carding his fingers through Buck's hair. He was already dressed, showered, and shaved, and it was breaking Buck's heart a little bit. "Safe and sound, huh? I thought you promised me you weren't going to worry." Buck grimaced. This was the first time Tommy was going on special deployment since they'd started dating - he was heading all the way to Canada, to the out of control wildfires decimating northern Alberta. And Buck had promised not to worry when Tommy had told him the night before, but he's been up half the night remembering the bone-deep, icy panic when Hen's chopper had gone down outside San Angelo, the desperation with which they'd searched for her and the Texas captain, seeing her unconscious in that old mine shaft... "Hey," Tommy said gently, his other hand taking Buck's where it was squeezing Tommy's pillow. "Evan, I'll be okay. I'm very good at my job."  "I know," Buck said lowly.  Tommy leaned in, forcing Buck to make eye contact with him. "Hey. You think I worry about you, when you hang from the side of a high-rise or throw yourself into a burning semi truck?" To be fair, Buck had only done each of those things once since they got together (okay, the high-rise happened twice, but it was LA, there were a lot of high-rises).  "Uh, yeah," Buck said, turning over to face him better. "I think you do worry about me. Probably has something to do with you meeting me on the scene and scooping me into your arms, saying oh Evan, I was so worried - " "I did not scoop you - " "You did some scooping, Kinard," Buck teased. "Chim and Hen still haven't let me live it down."

tagging @usersiren and @bigfootsmom and @elvensorceress and anyone else who wants to hop in on this!

#ashwrites

[vodika-vibes]

hiiii, so i was deep down the rabbit hole a couple days ago and i saw a post of yours talking about which of the clones would mesh well with an ace reader. the two i remember were tup and alpha-17. i was wondering if you could write something where reader is kinda hesitant to tell their new partner because the troopers are kinda intense but they’re super reassuring and it’s very fluffy.

Confession

Summary: You’ve recently started dating Tup, and you know you need to have a conversation with him. You’re just a little anxious about it.

Pairing: Clone Trooper Tup x Reader

Word Count: 1030

Warnings: None

Tagging: @trixie2023 @n0vqni @imabeautifulbutterfly

A/N: I wasn't sure if you wanted short little drabbles for both Alpha and Tup, or a longer fic with one or the other, so I decided to go with a longer fic with Tup. I hope you don't mind. Also, I hope this is soft and fluffy like you wanted!

“So this is where you live?” Tup asks as he peers around your apartment, taking in the family photos of you with your parents and siblings, the variety of random paintings that you’ve acquired over the years, and the old and unmatched furniture that gives your home a kind of eclectic vibe.

You like it, though you know that it’s not everyone’s cup of tea.

“Yeah,” You say with a nervous smile, “This is me. I’m the youngest in my family, so when I moved out my siblings and parents and grandparents dumped all of their old furniture on me-”

“I like it. It suits you.” Tup interrupts with a grin.

You narrow your eyes at him, “I’m going to take that as a compliment.”

“It was meant to be one, don’t worry.” Tup wanders over to the corner, where there’s a basket full of toddler toys, “You babysit a lot?”

“My older brother works a lot, and since his wife walked out on them-” You shrug and stoop to grab a stuffed tooka that didn’t make its way into the toybox after the last time you watched the twins, “I offered to help every so often. Mom had a doctors appointment last week, so I got the twins for a couple of hours.”

“It’s nice that you’re willing to help your family.” Tup replies easily.

You shrug awkwardly, “Well, he’s my brother. And the twins are pretty cool, you know, for toddlers.”

He laughs softly, and favors you with a smile that’s so warm and soft that you feel momentarily guilty for what you’re about to say to him. And then you’re annoyed at yourself for feeling guilty.

“You said that there’s something that you needed to tell me?” Tup prompts as he kneels down to pick up some more toys that had fallen out of the chest. “Do you need to reschedule our date for this weekend to watch the twins?”

“No, no. It’s nothing like that.” You reassure, “I’m looking forward to our date this weekend. But there’s something you need to know about me before we do that. And I probably should have told you before hand but-” You trail off with a shrug, “I was worried that you’d run off.”

Tup stares at you, “Alright,” He says slowly, “You have my attention.”

You press your fingers together, and take a deep breath. “I’m asexual.” You blurt out, rather than spewing into the speech that you prepared and obsessed over for the last several days.

Tup blinks at you.

“Um, so, that means that I don’t really feel-”

“I know what it means, cyare.” Tup interrupts gently, absolutely no heat in his voice, and when you chance a glance at him, he’s still watching you with that soft and sweet expression on his face.

“Oh. Right. Of course.”

Tup stands and walks over to you, “Am I allowed to touch you, cyare?”

“Yeah, of course.”

He smiles and his hand comes up to press against your cheek, his calloused fingers rough against your skin, though there was something almost soothing about it too. “Thank you for telling me.” Tup says quietly.

“Yeah, well...it is an important thing for you to know.” You reply.

“It is.” He agrees, “We’ll have to sit down and talk about what hard limits you have at some point-”

“Wait! You’re not breaking up with me?” You blurt.

“...do you want me to?” Tup asks, bewildered.

“No! Of course not! I just...I...normally people-” You trail off, unable to finish your statement, “It’s either a hard breaking point or they think that I’m broken.” You finish lamely, and more than a little bitterly.

“Right...so. First off, I’m a full grown man and I’m more than capable of taking care of my needs on my own,” Tup says dryly, “Second of all, you’re not broken. That’s a disgusting way for anyone to talk about you. It’s not like you picked your sexuality.”

You laugh softly, “You’d be surprised at how often people think differently.”

“Well, I don’t. I’m not going to break up with you over something so easily navigated.” Tup says, “I’m not going to break up with you unless you want to break up. So, I’m afraid you’re stuck with me.”

“I’m glad for it.” You admit quietly.

Tup lightly tugs you into a hug, his arms tight and comforting around you. “I have an idea.”

“Hm?”

“Since I’m already here, how about we have a date night?”

You shift your head on his shoulder to look at him curiously, “Date night?”

“Mm, we can order in and watch a holo.” Tup offers temptingly.

“That does sound very enjoyable,” You murmur thoughtfully, “There’s a place near here that’s really good.”

“I’m filled with good ideas,” Tup brags with a small grin.

“Hm, is that right? Would your brothers agree if I asked them?” You tease.

“No, but that’s because they have horrible taste.” Tup replies.

“Do they?”

“Yep. Have you seen some of their tattoos?”

“Tup...you have a teardrop tattooed on your face.”

“And I look amazing, yes, I know.”

You press your face against his shoulder and dissolve into giggles, “I’m going to go get my datapad so we can order food, you absolutely ridiculous man.”

He grins at you and presses a light kiss to your forehead, “Feeling better, cyare?”

You grin right back at him, “I do. I don’t know why I was so nervous.”

“Because I’m intimidating.” Tup says solemnly, though there’s laughter written on his face.

“Oh, naturally.” You press a quick kiss to his cheek, “If you’re not careful, I’m going to fall in love with you, Tup.”

“Oh good, my evil plan is working.”

You dissolve into laughter again, “If you keep this up I’m not going to be able to order us dinner.” You warn.

“Well, we can’t have that.” Tup cups your face with both of his hands, “Can I kiss you?”

“I’d like that,”

His leans in and brushes his lips across your lips in a ghost of a kiss, and then he laughs into the kiss as you pull him down into a proper kiss. “Impatient.” He chides.

“Yes, I am.”

#star wars #tcw #clone trooper tup x reader #tup x reader #star wars fanfiction #x reader fanfiction #gn!reader fic #answered asks

[ace-malarky]

so the not-a-wip is now on the wips page but still nameless but I'm bending to the inevitable

The other co-projects (barring the fanfic) have also been put on there, because. well. I still write them all

#talkin' malarky #despite the cowriter thinking it was dead lmaoooo #''oh yeah do you remember this old thing'' #ma'am I literally never stopped writing it that was you that dropped the ball #like ok sure I haven't written the main plot in a while #but damn it's still kicking #and maybe I will make it a sideblog but also. ehhhh #it's on my patreon #(chances are I will make it a sideblog anyway. this is a problem for not midnight) #anyway the not-a-wip is dangerously close to getting a fob title #ala the superhero twins which tbf never got the tag switched over actually huh #oooh or I could lyric from its song (which just came on hahaha) #but since we are not watching stuff tonight I might take myself to bed

[canisalbus]

i've returned for 2 seconds to tell you that they're not leaving my head. (sort of unrelated but i've been thinking as well. what if vasco died before machete ? what would go down)

.

#ah this is so terribly cute #makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside #“possessed by the vaschete spirit” you and me both #their expressions are so sweet #couple of dorks #and I like the dusty desaturated color scheme! with pink and darker brown accents #gift art #insect-shenanigans #own characters #Vasco #Machete #as for what would happen if Vasco died first #and I'm assuming of natural causes like illness or old age #I suppose Machete would try to sneakily sponsor his funeral #throw the fanciest burial possible #and maybe add some kind of anonymous half hidden obscure tragiromantic inscription on the grave #about wishing to see him again one day #and then either go on to do what Vasco did and commission art in his honor #or get a bad case of widowhood effect and go downhill quickly after his passing #oh yeah he might start to financially support Vasco's widow so that there was a little less pressure on her to get remarried #as you may remember she's a lesbian and one lavender marriage was probably enough for her #I can see that being a thing in certain circumstances

[bruhstation]

can't it even be more obvious thomas. why are you surprised that a sudrian historical site filled to the brim with armor and weaponry that dates back to the middle ages has old people afflicted with the gold dust working around the castle

#thomas the tank engine #thomas and friends #ttte glynn #ttte millie #ttte stephen #casa tidmouth #senjart #MORE OF LADY'S EXPERIMENTS GONE WRONG #WHO UP ULFSTEADING THEIR CASTLE #stuff for the kotr arc of casa tidmouth. now this is where gold dust has historical significance #going crazy right now. my friends are influencing me #I had 12 tabs opened just to draw young glynn's armor. they dont have plated armory in the 10th century!!!! only mails!!!!!! #(looking at you KOTR intro) #I remember reading some inputs on my 1k milestone poll and saw someone put ''the misery of growing old'' and honestly. Checks out #glynn's eyes are goldish brown because well. that's the perks of being the first bearer of the gold dust horrors #lady during 989 AD do not know anything about human thoughts and ethics and emotions. she was literally freestyling that!!!!! #Oh a wounded soldier on the verge of death. what if I *dumps 200 kg of gold dust on him* yeah that'll do the trick. #then she saw how glynn aged so so slowly and went Oh well I messed up. Good thing there are lots of other sudrians here #funny coincidence that young cstm glynn's helmet resembles canon glynn's funnel #I wanted to make millie's design resemble a tour guide more with her scarf and more stylish than usual tie #shes so pretty. I'm so proud of her design #(AND I REALIZED TOO LATE THAT HER TIE HAS THE COLORS OF THE FRENCH FLAG) #<--- said the guy who has beef with the french #stephen's crown is translated to a hat decor! was about to draw a top hat but whatever just imagine he has a collection of various hats #that he can put his crown on #also I want to give him that cool hip-with-the-kids I-am-still-young-at-heart energy #sir robert norramby is balling in the background. #hope you enjoy..... won't be able to draw as much from now on but I'm excited #also whos ready for old man yaoi........... 2!!!!!!

[ghastlyaffairs]

for something as trivial and simple those feelings sure are hard to get rid of

also made a gif a version for fun + alt version with no tears under the cut

the gif is in very low resolution...this is a feature (i could make it bigger but that would require saving each frame individually and than glueing it all together. also i feel like low resolution suits it better. aesthetically and fits the mood)

#hs #homestuck #dirk strider #eye strain #probably? if you think i should tag something else let me know!! #anyway hooray its time for rambling in the tags #so uhhh heres the teæ i've been sick for like a week and you know how it is when suddenly your throat becomes the main gunk warehouse #and you can't breathe lol. wish i could just pull it out. anywaaayy this is basically a vent piece for me being sick lol #also i could draw remotively the same thing with kris deltarune. oh how easy it is to project having a cold #though i have been also experiencing troubles with feelings recently as well....how fitting for dirk #speaking of the man himself (enough of me) his relationship with his own Heart...is peculiar to say the least #the thing i love about alphakids is that despite being so feral they were. so relatable. i cannot stress this enough how unwell they are an #and how they represented being a teen so well. yeah being 15 years old makes that to you #imagine being an emotional mess and trying to fit the 'norm' and act normal about your friends so youre not offputting #and then you fall in love with you friend and your ai clone falls in love with him too looool noone makes out of this one alive #uhh literally. godtiering stuff and dying remember #and speaking of it. tw for suicidal talk for the rest of tags #do you ever think dirk was suicidal. of course the part of when he teleports his head to jake was totally planned and he knew he would -> #wake up as dreamself but. don't you think the moment he cut his head off was sort of. cathartic. how much did he hate his own guts #beheading himself not only for the plan...but also because he thought he 'deserved' it #also wow he is a Prince and was literally beheaded don't you think its funny hahaa #sigh poor thing #this has ended on a not the very pleasant note hm #also fckkkkkk i didn't draw anything with rose/mary for the lesbian visabilty week #(putting the slash because tumblr search system has a dumb gag with showing you posts that contain the tag inside the other tag. #and i don't want this post to show up for the ros/mary fans because it's not!!!! its rose's father emotional crisis post!!!!) #update YOOOO WHAT THE HELL THE GIF HAS EVEN LESS PIXELS THEN I PLANNED fantastic #this your breakfast now tumblr. enjoy your crunchy flakes of dirks meltdown. mwah

[bmpmp3]

why does everything i get really into always end up being so god damn niche. by the year 2035 i am going to be blogging exclusively about the interpersonal relationships between the pillbugs and snails hiding underneath the bricks lining the flowerbeds in my parent's garden.

#im falling hard into the virvox guys rn sowwy. i like em a lot hee hee. i didnt realize just how small the fanbase for em was tho #actually i didnt realize how small the company that makes them were either. i got so used to the yamahas and cryptons of the vsynth world #that i forgot that like honestly. a lot of the voicebank makers and some of the software makers themselves #theyre like companies of like barely 10 employees with like no funding LOL not a bad thing but i forgor #but yeah i was looking up to see if there was like. a fanon reason why people shipped takehiro and ryusei? not judging because i get it #i like took one look at the virvox guys and immediately slotted them as a very strange boyband (a catboy and a middle aged dragon man....) #and also took a second look at takehiro and ryusei and assumed they were childhood friends. i saw the doujin flash before my eyes #but also looking into it it seems the fanbase is also like. 20 people. and like 3 of them ship that #and at least one person ships whiteCUL and ryusei? why not LOL when it comes to vsynths sometimes a ship can be spearheaded by like #one very prolific artist HGDJKDFSHDJK which actually reminds me. honestly i dont really have many vsynth ships #i guess i dont really partake in a lot of shipping stuff deeply but i like romance!! you know i like love stories. you know this #i mean i keep calling the eclipsed sounds characters the celestial polycule for a reason tho. im not joking around about this #this is serious to me. they are stars and moons and suns and together they hang out and kiss. in the sky. this is serious to me #also i do like solaria x eleanor forte actually. its a bit random but i understand it. i understand it #and of course the aformentioned takehiro x ryusei. and also the whole virvox polycule. get that old man in here too #(what do they call people like me. a multishipper? i do that a lot. you know this from my otome game fanart LOL) #OH and i dont remember either of their names rn but i like that the cevio bank anju inami voiced has like a big fat crush on like #that girl with the brown hair. i like that theyre like. besties (turning into something more wink wonk) #thinks with all my brain. i think thats it. i dont know why theres so little. i think its because i think of them as like #audio sample libraries first and foremost and i forget about their characters and relationships LOL #but im not against the idea of making some audio sample libraries kiss...... not at all #picks up a guitar sampler and a sound effect cd. presses them together. #hee hee. they kiss

[kirbyddd]

i think it's getting to be time

#for baldurs gate 3 #i played for a few days in like September and couldn't continue #maybe ill give it another go soon if i can build the energy.... id like to #i made it through like the druids grove #and i was already running out of steam by that point #i think one of the last things i did was having to save scum the bridge encounter with the githyanki?? #it was like what do you want me to do here ive done everything to this point and am still too weak to fight these guys #so i had to give laezel like guidance and bank on a good roll with the old guy i think #i can't remember if the giant spider cave was before or after that #i jumped down into the underdark and got a glimpse of it before splatting lol #love that the game lets you do that #dnds got to have like a featherfall type spell or effect sooner or later right? #anyways yeah sometimes i remember oh yeah there's like genuinely a new rpg for the first time in FOREVER #i wanna explore and experience it ;_; #well... explore whatever the dumbass patch notes writer didn't spoil?? they had spoiler markers but randomly didn't bother marking some?? #that took the last of the wind out of my sails back then hehe #and i was already pushing it

[running-in-the-dark]

I want to be someone who has smart and interesting things to say about shows/movies that I like - like when I tried to convince my friends that they really need to watch Leverage. that would have been useful! instead I'm just like 'it's sooo good I like it so much I love all the characters they're all so awesome 🥰'

my thoughts are generally just like.

ooh he soo prettyyy. I want to braid his hair. hehe he punched someone. look at his lil face 🥰 baby boi. pretty smile his mouth is so nice I like his teeth. chest hair. hands! arms arms arms 🤤 his eyes are so pretty. oooh blood on his face, blood on his face! he's growling. annd his voice is all raspy again. I wonder [many many redacted thoughts]. ooh now he's in danger oh noo 😏

there's a bunch of 'she's so pretty' and 'I love her' somewhere in between all that too but mostly it's just. very, very stupid

#and I wonder why I don't remember the plot of probably half the leverage episodes #I'm rewatching it with my partner now and it was. definitely interesting. how I remembered pretty much everything from season 1. annd it #got so much worse after that #I wonder why that could be :') #I have said at least half of these things out loud just during the last episode I watched #I am so fucking stupid for this man #no thoughts just 😍 #my brain melts and gets replaced with just pictures of Eliot with hearts drawn all over them like I'm a creepy stalker but also 12 years old #and tbh probably half of it is actually just. oh I need him. I want him. I love him. #do you sometimes wonder why some people feel the need to share every goddamn thought they have no matter how dumb it is? #why? oh no reason. me? oh no I don't do that I'm so normal! #hey at least I didn't once mention how fighting him and fucking him would definitely not fix anything but tbh yeah no it totally would #it really would #annnd now I'm losing my mind again and I better shut up before it gets even worse #like fuck it's like I literally lose the ability to form a single coherent thought #I've had thoughts about shows before! I'm capable of that! but not wjrn #there's a man. #ugh. horrible. bad. so stupid #(but he's hot and I want him and) #(oh crap now he's really in danger oh no I don't like it oh don't hurt my baby 😭) #(oh thank god now he's hitting people again. phew.) #anyway shut up shut up shut uppp #personal

[todayisafridaynight]

i know i piss on the yakuza wiki every so often but they were goated for putting masato down as ‘regular customer’ for yumeno’s wiki entry instead of ex-girlfriend or something

#snap chats #the one time the yakuza wiki gets relationships right goddamn COUGHCOUGHMINE #yumeno's regarded as his 'ex-girlfriend' on his wiki but point is POINT AND LAUGH #masato being delusional is so sad but so funny at the exact same time #is this the part where i say i think horinouchi and yumeno are cute together #its cause i think theyre both baddies lbr #game framin them as villains and like Ok Maybe Horinouchi Is but like. his wife hot shut up #horinouchi aint ven that bad aside from the whole money embezzling thing that was cringe but he do be a cop so it was only a matter of time #the fuck am i going with this post #oh yeah #anyway lol. lmao even #imagine putting all of your emotional vulnerability on a woman just doin her job BROOO STOPPPP #ITS SO FUNNY #now im forced to remember the beginning of Y7 my fucking god why is his entire segment so cringe #no wonder you wanted to game end your old self my fuckin god

[didsomeonesayventus]

also hewwo i’ve vaguely returned to fic writing thanks to engage and as part of getting better at promoting my work uuhhh here (throws breadcrumbs in one convenient post) 

All the following center around M!Alear/Alcryst (alearyst? alcrear? Alal? the utterly unhinged suggestion of alal-) because oops My Favorite Dynamic, generally written as standalone

Rutilated- 3.7k, taking place between chapters 14-15, slight focus on events in chapters 10-11. Insomnia from stress turned awkward flirting turned emotional comforting.

Intergrowth- A series of 6 drabbles totaling 2.5k that take place from chapter 7 through post-game in sporadic leaps. Covers a broad spectrum of crushing angst to fluff, arranged chronologically kind of like an outline of the relationship on the side of the main plot, built around the idea of moments where they held hands

Thanatophobia- 1.3k, post-game. Alear has a nightmare because (kiragi vc) war is heck! especially when you’re dragon jesus and go through protagonist bullshit that people somehow expect you to be just Okay With.

so yeah oops finally found fic topics to latch on to and remembered I might dare have a writing following/finding people who want to read over this way so if u find this post rad or interesting please have at it and enjoy!

#katie writes #fe engage #alear #alcryst #fe17 #(I dare poke the fandom on what the hell to call this ship) #(please do not call it alal i think i'd die) #(and also boldly put in the Main Tags because fuck it im proud of these!!! I think they're good Huffs) #(2023 katie is going to be better at recognizing and promoting her work) #anyways yeah putting this up at the prime time of (checks watch) midnight #but fuck it I just got off work and realized I hadn't done much advertising over on the tumblr end of things + need to use it more since uh. #twitter is coughing hacking dying wheezing going down any day now probably #so old readers welcome back sorry i've spent years knee deep in freeform RP #new readers hi im katie i like writing sad things and sappy things #either readers tune in for next fic-ish where emblem corrin has a 'oh my god you remind me so much of myself and subaki' moment #because im indulgent like that but also (engine sputtering noise) it might take a bit #(nudge nudge wink wink remember to kudos ur faves and maybe leave a comment even if its just 'OHHHH THEM I LOVE THEM') #soo good night to whoever finds this post hope it's what you've been looking for tho the engage corner of AO3 is kinda smol still #(probably would find it without me sign waving but i shall sign wave anyways because PROMOTING MY WRITING YEAH)

[yuridovewing]

I should make a list of wc super editions that i straight up don’t consider canon. like “no this did not happen to those characters growing up, stop lying”. Mostly Yellowfang’s Secret. Everything about Yellowfang’s Secret. I think we should all collectively look at Yellowfang’s Secret and go “None of that happened, not the family tree stuff, none of it.” and walk away

#tbh everyone being cruel to bluestar in her se while unpleasant to read about. it at least serves as a good explanation #for her behavior in the second half of tpb #i mean its not really Needed all things considered and youre not meant to read it as everyone failing her #but rather ‘’bluestar needs to get a grip and learn that work comes before your mental health’’ #but yknow i can at least get it yknow? #but yellowfang? everything about her se makes me feel bad for no reason. everyone is shitty to her from day 1 and they end it being shitty #and we have no real reason to believe her life sucked before the brokenstar stuff #we didnt need raggedstar to bully yellowfang from birth and then coerce her into a relationship #we didnt need a pointless power where she can feel everyones pain and its never acknowledged again #and only serves as a way for sagewhisker to bully yellowfang into the position #we didnt need yellowfangs own family to turn on her #i cant remember if this was said in tpb also but we didnt need to watch her daughters die at birth #we didnt need to retcon her actually having friends in shadowclan so that actually dawncloud and the others never liked her #its SUCH a miserable read and on top of that it only offers shitty retcons that actually make tpb worse #like the power thing again but also yellowfang not being an old lady. why isnt she an old lady wtf. why do you hate old people #oh raggedstar was actually abusive to yellowfang? oh all the moments we worship him in tpb sure are great and hold up well! #yellowfang was forced to be a medic wowww so groundbreaking this doesnt cheapen her wanting to be tc’s medic #actually the elders were not old they were super young and stuff for some reason bc old people cant be important to saving a clan ig #and like yeah its not out of the realm of possibility but brightflower being yellowfangs mom is just a bizarre choice to me #idk man yellowfangs secret is an extra level of miserable to me and i think we should all agree its not actually canon #its a cynical and miserable book made to slap a fan favorite character on the cover and vaguely gesture to it with ‘’you like that one.’’

[natsumepilled]

my friends have been asking for this since. checks watch. january the year before the last one. i thought since i dropped him here too i'd post it here as well.....

#he/they insanity #WAIT HE'S LIKE 2 YEARS OLD ALREADY. FAINTING #anyway yeah we have like our own little group of characters and they kinda do things and i can't believe i had this mf for so long and #i Still. am attached to him. like sometimes i remember him and i'm just like... ohmy god. it's them. #and sometimes i go visit my friends and then we're like. Oh My God Do You All Remember So And So and i'm flooded with memories #fun fact they originated from like a fucking minecraft server and okay it's a ride and you need context #we had a silly podium where we'd meet up and talk about things. and somehow it turned into like a fucjing president altar and we had like #a president. and like politics. and like judgements and trials and banishments from the land #and this guy was like a catboy maid president. like that was my minecraft skin. and it'd be like. nya! politics! BANYASHMENT #and then i made him go through fucking hell.

[ironmanstan]

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#part two omg <333 #u can tell i originally was gonna tweet this and then it spiralled out of control to the point it got too long for tumblr tags. anyway #sometimes i just think about things and i get sooo mad lmao . i knew i was trans probably since i was like 11 #meanwhile was so fucked up about this i just ignored it and slowly let it eat me alive for years and years until i hit my brink . #makes me so mad how the few like 'tolerant' and 'accepting' people around here act where theyre like #oh you can be that way but just ignore it <3 dont act on it <3' . you people would rather me go back to #being a suicidal 12 year old instead of actually existing and being happy. you people who know shit all about what i go through #its insanely funny to me too like compared to a large amount of people i am like extremely religious . i have #so much of the quran mf MEMORIZED. A SOLID CHUNK OF THIS ENTIRE BOOK. MEMORIZED #I CAN RECITE THE VERSES FROM IT IN PROPER FORM. i know more than my own dad does and yet. #everyone around me who isnt this at all is like oh yes we know sooo much about everything and this is #soooo gross and disgusting and perverted and sick and evil right maryam. yeah it sure fucking is besties <3 #i can be everyones token poster child of having Envious amounts of knowledge and a role model for every future hafidha . #and yet you all only like me because you have to and youd all hate me if you knew anything about me #if you read all this my bad i am just crazy and angry and insane #i will go back to normal later i just need to be insane for a minute lollll #sometimes im like 'why am i so angry. why do i have ptsd' and then i remember how everyone around me is #vent #part two !!!!! wao <333