#(agdgdg)

[hearthtales]

jump scares u with my face!! it’s me and ten billion kittens who love climbing on me like a jungle gym

#|༄| ooc #(i love them so much) #(there are 6 of them and they are 7 weeks old and very small) #(and named after winnie the pooh characters) #(they LOVE to climb) #(the one sleeping in my arms in that one pic is the same one sleeping on my shoulder in the other pic agdgdg) #(he is so sleepy…….)

[theaterism]

ok genuine question to any mutuals who also have full-time jobs — how do u like?? find the time and energy to write anymore????? bc i started working a full-time job in october and i am Struggling

#|☆| ooc #(it is just a time agdgdg) #(i am usually so exhausted when i get home that i just collapse into bed) #(and on my days off i typically have other plans already bc those are the only days i have time for Not-Work) #(sobbing) #(i just want to write!!) #(it makes me sad not to write as much anymore aaaa) #(but yes if anyone has any comments/advice on this i would greatly appreciate it!!)

[vellichorium]

have u seen her? now u have.

#|༄| tag games #|✧| cartographer (erin) #(i just think she’s neat agdgdg) #(i may not write her often but i think abt her a lot…….)

[bunnyb34r]

Thinking ab how I sent my manager an email the day before I had a mandatory week off and cant access my work email at home 😌 agsgdggdgdgd

#marquilla #i mean he did fix my schedule bc i can see that in the app but if he replied to me i wont be able to see until Sunday... a full week later #sgshdhdhhd i was like well... if he needs to get through to me ( which i assumed he wouldnt) he can tell [relative coworker] who can tell #me agdgdg but it's just funny to me that it worked out that way especially since he apparently didnt know id be off this week?? gdgdgd #like you had to have seen my schedule when you went to fix those two days... like agsgdggdgdgdgd moron #work talk

[amphibifish]

rod avenue q. he exists. reblog.

#/NF IM JUST REFERENCING A CONVERSATION I HAD 2 SECONDS AGO AGDGDGS #fish.txt #personal avenue q tag

[lovelessmotel]

ive been playing zelda for two hours straight…..what has happened in here

#i have mutuals vauging each other. half the dash is calling out the other half but not naming names. #what IS GOING ON #idc that much im sure ill like the ep once i watch it but just agdgdg WHAT YALL MAD ABOUT ALREADY???

[liighthouse]

meredith has never left llewellyn. it would take extreme circumstances for her to leave willingly. as the lightkeeper, she is tethered to the lighthouse and cannot travel far from it. venturing beyond the town’s borders would result in dire consequences.

the lighthouse itself would essentially have a breakdown without her. its walls would slowly crack, the paint peeling away, saltwater warping the floor. its small connected house — meredith and megan’s home — would also suffer: the plumbing breaking, the roof leaking. megan could try to handle her mother’s responsibilities, but her abilities are limited without more training. eventually, the lighthouse’s ever-present light would begin flickering and fading.

llewellyn has never gone long without a lightkeeper, but misfortune plagued its few months without one. the cadigans have always reassumed their role in the end. they’re a resourceful bunch (and mostly loyal).

as meredith’s apprentice, megan is also connected to the lighthouse. however, the thread tying her to it is much thinner. this means she can leave the town with less serious repercussions. the lighthouse would still miss her and feel emptier in her absence, though. as meredith’s only child, megan is destined to assume the position of lightkeeper eventually, at which point she’d be tethered just like meredith.

#|༄| headcanons #|✧| lightkeeper (meredith) #|✧| apprentice (megan) #(hello hello today i offer u this headcanon <3) #(a lightkeeper could theoretically Snap the thread if they go VERY FAR away) #(but the whole process is shameful) #(agsgd i think abt the elements of being a lightkeeper a lot!!) #(it definitely takes Responsibility) #(also this absolutely has wishlist potential in it so agdgdg) #|༄| wishlist

[saltnpepperbunny]

I hope you know you are seriously inspiring/tempting me to start making a comic of my own between Finding Your Roots and Children Of The Light.

they are so good, it’s giving me ideas agdgdg

Thank you for the kind words. :'D Best of luck with your own comic!!! They are very fun to make.

#ask spb #spb's comics

[honeystwiggypeach]

I see all the Dad!Mattsukawa and I'm absolutely in love😭😭 I love that man so much

How about Issei holding the baby for the first after hours of staying with you during labor or maybe him insisting on staying with the baby in the nights so you can sleep, playing with her, going on walks with her, oh oh or maybe Issei carrying her around in that baby carrier on his chest and pretending to slow dance with her😭😭

My hearts gonna melt💞

Little Aiko!

Dad!Issei x Pregnant/Mom!reader

Agdgdg I’m so glad you like them!! I love him too😭he has my heart especially when he’s written as a girl dad!!(also I can’t really tell if this is good rn as I’m writing it in hopes of it helping me calm down because I’m scared of school tomorrow 😭)anyways thank you so much for requesting!! I love requests so much pls keep requesting it makes me so so happy to write requests!!

Previous part!

Tw~ birth(water breaking and labor!)mainly fluff but let me know if I missed something!!

When your water broke, Issei was halfway across the house and all you could do was yell and stand in the puddle of fluids, but that was hours ago and now you’ve got an adorable little baby with Issei’s curly black hair and his long eyelashes sitting on your chest as you rest your hands on her back both of you cleaned up and calmed down from the chaos of labor.

You glance over to Issei who’s still staring fondly, he’d occasionally snap out of his little day dream when he’d hear Aiko grunt or stretch, any little move and noise she’d make he was attentive asking you if that was normal before you’d tell him you were pretty sure it was.

“Do you wanna hold her Issei?” You ask as you begin to get pretty tired watching as he nods excitedly.

You pay the spot near you on the bed shuffling over as the thin hospital blanket crinkles with every move you make. Before you know it he’s sitting next to you as he positions his hands properly before you settle her into them.

She lets out a little yawn as she tries to curl into Issei’s body heat.

“Hi little baby” he whispers as you yawn leaning against him as you watch with heavy and tired eyes, “I’m your dada, remember me?”

Some few days later, once you’re home, Issei is the one who insists should wake up, you’d been in maternity leave Will Issei was trying to convince his boss to let him stay home just a few more days.

You listen as the baby monitor crackles with the sound of Aiko’s tiny cries, Issei squeezes your hand lightly as he tells you he’ll get her.

And if you listen faintly you can hear him telling Aiko that it’s ok as he gently placed the bottle between her lips telling her soothing words as he rocks back and forth the creaking of the rocker being heard on the monitor.

Issei who makes breakfast for you after a long night he gently sways side to side holding her in his arms trying to flip the pancakes while balancing her.

Issei who can’t wait until she’s just a little bit older before he’s running off with the baby carrier as he gently sets her inside once again swaying side to side this time as he hums a little song, the same song he intends to play at your wedding, the same song that he thinks of when he proposes to you that evening on your walk in the park

Anything else you guys want to see from this family? I love them so much!! Want me to write anything else?

#reader insert #x reader #haikyuu #haikyuu!! #haikyu x reader #haikyuu parents #haikyuu dads #dad!matsukawa x pregnant!reader #mom!reader #dad!matsukawa x reader #dad!Matsukawa x mom!reader #matsukawa x reader

[luescris]

*SCREAMING* SPOILERS UNDER THE CUT

WAHAHSHWHEHSJHDHWWUWHAUAGSHAAHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

OH MU GOD. MY HEAD IS SO FILLED WITH THOUGHTS. MY HEAD IS SO FULL I CAN'T FUNCTION NORMALLY RIGHT NOW ON GOD

SONIC IS SO FUCKING STUPID. BUT SO FUCKING SILLY AND ADORABLE AND AUAGAUGAUAGAUAGAHAGAG I LOVE HIM SO FUCKING MUCH YOU GUYS I CANT HANDLE HIM

HIS "Fascinating. But what I want to know is, how... Did you get in here???" AND "Are you ignoring me?? :( You're ignoring me. >:( Why is everyone ignoring me?!?! >>>:(((((" WHILE HE HAD HIS FACE PRESSED AGAINST SOMEONE ELSE'S IM- AHSGGEJEDG AAAAAAAA

I WILL HAVE THOSE TWO PARTS FOREVER STUCK IN MY HEAD IT'S TOO GOOD

ALSO. AMY??? RUSTY????? OH MY GOD. WAS HER TRANSFORMATION FORCED??? DID SHE CHOOSE TO BE ROBOTICISED???? OR WAS SGE CAPTURED??? SONIC IS RIGHT THAT IS SO FUCKED UP.

AND THE HELL WHY DID SHADOW DO THAT IN THE END

I mean I'm guessing cuz he thinks Sonic fucked shit up again (which. Sonic kinda did) BUT STILL BEING HIT IN THE NOSE IS A LITTLE UNCALLED FOR LIKE PLEASE??????

AND SPEAKING OF BEING PUNCHED IN THE FACE WHY THE HELL DID HE HIT HIS FACE SO MANY TIMES IN ONE EPISODE!??!??!? I MEAN I KNOW IT'S A GAG NOW BUT MY GOD SONIC HAS TO AT LEAST HAVE A CONCUSSION NOW POOR THING AGDGDGS

IM SO JUST. HOOOUGHHHHHGGGGHGGHHHHHHHHH

#AAAAAAAAAA #sonic prime #sonic prime netflix original #netflix original #netflix #sonic the hedgehog #sonic sega #sega #sega sonic #sonic #my stuff #luescris #I NEED MORE. I NEED MORE SO BAD

[soft-serve-soymilk]

dashboard osmosis ask: by all means tell me everything you know about Ace Attorney! *leans forward and props chin on my hands*

why does this feel vaguely threatening xD

So, unlike Jay, I have absolutely 0 experience with this series outside of your blog,, so here’s The SummaryTM as done by me ✨

In a parody/criticism of the Japanese legal system, there is one blue defense attorney dude, Phoenix Wright ✨✨,, master of evading serious injury/death,,, as well as in other games the smol red dude Apollo Justice,, and they’re here to stop people from being sent to jail :>. Phoenix got accused of stealing someone’s lunch money as a kid idk which obviously was very inspiring in terms of his career :D. Now he deals with other prosecutors in court, including but not limited to that robot mask wearing guy Godot, blue whip girl Franziska von Karma, her douche of a dad Manfred von Karma (Jay says they all deserve warm drinks. Not him), and of course the iconic, the legendary, Miles Edgeworth ^^. Apparently him and Phoenix is a ship??? But it seems they got this cute friends to enemies to what-the-heck-are-these-feelings to lovers so that’s cool I guess 👌. Together they deal with the absolute menaces of society like Dahlia Hawthorne and Oldbag :)

Phoenix also has a little friend, Maya Fey :>. She’s really cute, and she also has an older sister I think? Who dies. Somehow I know all the deaths adfgsdg. Like Jay said, Maya seems to have a bit of a penchant for getting accused of crimes, this is definitely a running gag in the fandom isn’t it xD

Meanwhile in Phoenix’s very wacky career his still-rival bf Edgeworth gets accused of like,, killing someone? And this puts him against the absolute bitch of a prosecutor Manfred von Karma,, supposedly with a perfect streak~. And it is from here that we find out Edgeworth’s backstory has an element of tragedy to it,, I mean surely he is some degree of traumatised from that scream (and I think he thinks he killed his dad?)????? Someone get this poor child to therapy. But what really happened was that Manfred was like pissed off with Edgeworth’s dad or smth and tried to kill him (successfully) and he gets a bullet in his arm during the process. Now in the future, Pheonix dispels the current trial though the power of sheer determination and desperate tactics, and then with a metal detector ✨ manages to incriminate Von Karma once and for all. Surely he’s earned Edgeworth’s love by now ✨✨✨

Somewhere along the way Pheonix also gets a kid, Trucy Wright. He also becomes a hobo and gives us this line of dialogue agdgdge this series was ahead of it’s time—

WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME ABOUT THIS WAS I SUPPOSED TO FIND THIS RANDOMLY ON MY OWN

and something something they cross-examine a parrot and that’s the series based on my knowledge ✨. I absorb a lot hehe. Long-term dash exposure has really done it to me aaaaA

On a related note tho, I really appreciate this ask game bc it provides an excuse to like,, actually explain the foreign things appearing one’s dash, and I find that rather lovely <3. And it’s hilarious to hear the abridged takes!! Anyway I hope you liked reading, Dolphin :>

#just pav things #asks #imagine doing a dash osmosis ask game and then actually internalising a lot xD

[hearthtales]

!! ok now i am thinking abt cats so i Must share this tale from yesterday. my partner messaged me saying she told her eight-year-old niece that i love cats and her niece was like ‘i love cats more than her,’ and my partner was like ‘i doubt that because she works at a cat hospital’ and her niece said ‘i’m gonna do that when i grow up but i’m gonna do it more’

#|༄| ooc #(AGDGDG I SUPPORT HER SO MUCH) #(absolutely incredible child………..)

[theaterism]

Cerise

crimson coats your nails.

you struggled to pick between the polish called ‘poison apple’ and the one called ‘rouge fatale.’ you chose ‘rouge fatale’ in the end — a favorite of yours, a reliable eye-catcher in parties like this. a shimmering coat of translucent polish glossed atop the red makes it gleam with a freshness you adore.

you arrive late to your own party. fashionably late, of course. you glide into the ballroom and guests flock to you in moments, as expected. it’s all gasps and greetings and compliments about the party and the entertainment and oh, the tart is simply divine and oh, what a lovely dress, wherever did you get it? you recognize some guests and pretend to recognize others who greet you with bright familiarity. nearly every guest has invited themself; proper invitees are few and far between, carefully chosen by nathaniel.

you spot your husband amidst fellow businessman in sleek suits, conversing amongst each other. you’ve learned they’re always discussing business even when they’re not discussing business. champagne glass in hand, you sweep up behind him and press a chaste kiss to his cheek, which earns a fond hum and a sidelong smile from nathaniel. you flash a smile to his associates before slipping back into the crowd.

it doesn’t take long for you to join a group of tittering ‘friends’ who share your fondness for gossip. some evenings you start the conversation yourself; other evenings, someone beats you to sharing the first snippet of tantalizing hearsay. this time, you enter the conversation midway through. you catch onto the main subjects of interest quickly enough. hushed voices surround you, rumors tossed back and forth.

isn’t her dress dreadful?

have you heard about margaret?

mr. rosling’s such a gentleman, isn’t he?

you take another sip of champagne and hum, “oh, i wouldn’t say that.” everyone looks at you, eyes bright with hunger, awaiting your words with bated breath, and something within you purrs in delight. you’ve got them wrapped around your finger. feigning secrecy, you glance around, lean closer, whisper, “i heard… he had a tryst with his wife’s sister.”

gasps all around. several guests blurt agreement and begin weaving their own versions of the tale. your smile curls wider. you’ve no idea whether this story is true. you doubt it, since you invented it for a laugh.

this is all a game, after all. you know these people adore a scandal, no matter how adamantly they may deny it. they crave drama. something to interrupt the monotony. so, you sometimes fabricate the drama yourself. your fellow socialites will seize this rumor and spread it like wildfire, embellishing it along the way while you watch from the sidelines, and in their eagerness and excitement, they’ll forget you started it. no one would trace the rumor back to you, so any damage it caused mr. rosling wouldn’t harm you.

you have no personal grudge against the man. a scandal would simply be the most entertaining.

champagne warms your chest, light and fizzling, and softens the evening with a golden gauze. faces and voices blend together like paint across a canvas. music rises and falls, laughter lilts along with it. the glass doors remain open; partygoers drift in and out of the ballroom freely. a cool breeze drifts inside as well. you watch the fire-breather in the garden, the entertainment for this party, as he spits flame into the air. sparks flicker into the darkness like fireflies.

you lean back against a wall to catch your breath after an especially dizzying dance. the remnants of laughter tingle on your lips. you’ve already forgotten the joke and whether you actually found it funny.

as your gaze lingers on the crowd, your imagination runs wild and spins a daydream in which everyone finally snaps, in which instincts overpower etiquette and transform the party into a carnival of unbridled atrocity. champagne glasses shatter; knives once used to slice tarts turn into weapons. you imagine blood speckling your dress like tiny rubies. you’re prepared: your nail polish would match perfectly.

you often slip into such daydreams during parties. desire burns through your veins, insatiable hunger. something bristles beneath your skin, begging to burst free and tear everyone to shreds. most people infuriate you. you long to fracture their facades. you picture fear splashed vividly across their features.

restlessness claws at your throat. ignoring it, you tilt your head upward and gaze at the ceiling. glittering crystals drip from the chandelier. perhaps you could make it fall and crash upon the guests somehow. you imagine the chaos that would ensue. you aren’t tipsy enough to lose your wits altogether — you know such a tragic accident would likely dissuade people from attending future parties. your reputation comes first.

the beast in you twists bitterly.

“cerise,” says a familiar voice. you lower your gaze to see your husband smiling at you. lost in thought, you hadn’t sensed him approach. your mouth curves in a reflexive smile in return. nathaniel leans toward you, his breath warm against your ear, and murmurs, “daydreaming about the chandelier falling again?”

a laugh tumbles from your lips, and tension melts from your shoulders. “maybe,” you quip back. your fingers catch his tie and smooth it, your tone almost petulant. “wouldn’t it be fun? i think it’d be fun.”

“oh, certainly.”

“we could get a new chandelier afterward, an even lovelier one to make everyone forget what happened with the old one. i’m sure this one’s dusty anyway.”

he clicks his tongue. “quite true. but i’m afraid it might damage the floor, and i suspect the whole affair might be considered impolite as well.” the sympathy in his tone sounds so sincere that you can’t tell whether he’s merely playing along. you pout regardless, watch as his gaze drifts to the guests. “so,” he inquires, “what’s the talk of the evening?”

you sigh and swish the fizzling liquid in your glass. “oh, the usual, really. terrible fashion, poor manners, secret lovers.” you sip the champagne, then muse, “if you’re looking for someone desperate to make a deal, you may want to check with mr. rosling in a few days or so. i think i might’ve ruined his marriage.”

a chuckle escapes nathaniel. “i’ll keep that in mind. if he doesn’t reach out to me first, perhaps i’ll invite him to our next party, to give us a chance to talk.”

the music shifts its rhythm. like a true gentleman, he offers his arm to you and invites you to join him in a dance. a smile flits across your face. you accept his arm, red nails vivid against his suit sleeve, and allow him to lead you into the crowd. in your mind, you still picture crystals plummeting from the ceiling and shattering, skidding across the floor, coquettes and businessmen losing their composure instantly and shrieking in surprise. if nothing else broke them, surely terror and a chandelier would suffice.

#|☆| stories #|☽| cerise ( actress ) #(!!! i posted this the other day and then deleted it on accident!! YELLS) #(fortunately i had it saved elsewhere) #(but yes hello i wrote this at 2am bc something Possessed me agdgdg) #(i just adore writing cerise and i have been THINKING abt her lately) #(she’s wild!!) #(also idk why this demanded to be written in second person agdgd it just flowed better!!) #(ask to tag????) #(it’s a mess agdgdgdgdgdgdg)

[vellichorium]

OKAY now that i’ve posted info posts for all the major fae patrons, i can rank them. this is an excellent use of my time and i am not struggling to focus on Actually Writing whatsoever. <- lying

least to most dangerous: tòmag, devon, parsley, lonan, meriwether

least to most fun/party-loving: devon, tòmag, meriwether, lonan, parsley

youngest to oldest: parsley, tòmag, lonan, meriwether, devon

least to most chaotic: devon, tòmag, lonan, parsley, meriwether (meriwether and parsley are tied actually but they are chaotic in different ways; meriwether is more ‘i will turn u into leaves’ chaotic and parsley is more ‘i will play every game in existence’ chaotic)

#|༄| headcanons #|༄| patrons #(‘fun’ used very loosely bc their version of Fun can be wild agdgdg) #(they’ve all lived for a While bc Fae; even parsley has lived for a hundred years or so already) #(but she definitely Acts the youngest!) #(i’m sorry for rambling so much abt them agdgd they just live in my mind rent free) #(fae nonsense…….)

[bunnyb34r]

Lol did not nap but I did spend like 4 hours writing agsgdgdgd so yknow 🤷‍♀️

#marquilla #i was reading and editing some chapters which i do a lot since im the only one to read it agdgdg #anyway time well spent 👍 #had the big light off and laid back and it felt really good #like the thought of embroidering or sewing and having the big light on or even coloring all that feels STRESSFUL #even though it's not yknow?? but i recharged :) #i say the big light should be abolished and any remaining holdouts will be replaced with dimmer switches

[thahiree]

An arguing Steve and Tony being told by Thor they need to “pound one out together” to get the tension out. They each interpret that statement VERY differently as they agree to it. The one thinking it was dirty and the one thinking it involved violence is perhaps not the one you think it is.

Once again we think alike...literally before you even said "The one thinking it was dirty and the one thinking it involved violence is perhaps not the one you think it is." I was thinking that agdgdg. Steve is a dirty boy 😈

Tony (ready to REALLY beat up Steve....like he doesn't even need the suit for it, he's *that* ready k): ok let's fuckin go!!! 🔪😡💀

Steve: o-okay? 👀 i mean...right now? lol

#he's gotta douche first #imagine him saying that to tony #i am dead #this is so good #fic inspo #my asks