#anyway here

[jungkookverse]

hey, it's the love of my life ❤️

#btsgif #btsedit #usersky #userbangtan #dailybts #dailybangtan #jungkook #jeongguk #bangtan #my gif #jk gif #I'M BAAAAACK #posting very very slowly but i'll be posting at least a gifset every 3 days or like every week or smth lol #i don't like disappearing #i love my yoonkook so much i need to gif them #anyway here #i hope to post one more in a bit #bye😁

[imnotbroken-hearted]

#soul punk #patrick stump #hello i am here again #man havnt put soulpunk on queue for the longest time now #i shuld do it later #anyway here #vaughn stump

[nochangeintheplan]

Day 6 | Gold and Silver

#meem and his fancy gun #angst theme is over when i say its over #also his gun drives me insane i hate drawing guns and i hate that Mine's gun isn't a 1 to 1 of models i can google #anyway here #sorry i aint drawn no kissing for ship week but maybe I'll do that tomorrow #MineDaiWeek2023

[kyistell]

Alaska n Cali ? ^_^ romantic or platonic, or neither, just how they’d interact doesn’t matter to me, just curious :33

I AM SO SORRY THAT THIS IS SO LATE. I meant to do this sooner I swear, I just had no idea how to do what I needed to on Google Docs mobile. Anyway, I went the platonic route sorta, it can read as romantic as well, sooo HERE!!!!

Alaska and California-

Cuddles, all the cuddles, it’s what they do like 80% of the time when they’re together

Alaska will just pick Cali up at random, like it’s the more normal thing in the world, and Cali just takes it

They don’t actually talk much when together, well Alaska doesn’t, Cali yaps

Cali somehow managed to get Alaska to watch anime with them one time, it ended at ep 4 when girl + dog = lot’s of crying from the both of them

Alaska has a pet bear and Cali has the insatiable need to pet and cuddle things that can kill him

They have gone to multiple sports games together, despite Alaska not liking the crowds and Cali not like the noise or the crowds, according to Cali it’s “a bonding experience to watch your team win while on the bring of either shutting down or a panic attack” 

Cali does sketches of Alaska throughout the day, sometimes the drawings include other states but normally it’s just him, then at the end of the day Cali will give them all to Alaska who proceeds to put them all on the fridge in the garage

Winter vacay is determined by a coin flip, it’s normally with Alaska (it’s not rigged, Alaska just always picks the right side)

Cali tried to get Alaska to understand the appeal video games, then ended up getting demolished by him because of tilt control on Mario Kart

Alaska taught Cali how to ice fish, how to safely skate on open ice, and how to be silent in the woods

The two are just very close, Cali is an outcast not by choice and Alaska is one by choice, it’s an interesting relationship

Cali was incredibly close to telling Alaska about the fact that he writes fanfics, they didn’t but the fact that he was going to is something of note

Cali steals Alaska’s hoodies and shirts since they SWIM in them

Have I mentioned cuddles? Because that is basically what the whole relationship is built upon, cuddles. So. Many. Cuddles.

#welcome to the table #wttt #wttt california #wttsh california #wttt alaska #wttsh alaska #welcome to the statehouse #wttt headcanons #i really am sorry this is so late #i had the chance to yesterday and i just #ugghh #brain no worky #i had gotten distracted lol #anyway HERE #this is actually quite cute #lots of cuddles #so many cuddles #all the cuddles #tall and fucking giant #also #this is officially the latest i have ever done an ask #which is not an accomplishment i am proud of #still sorry T-T #kyi requests

[damianito]

The want to look like the other

#♡ #artist of tumblr #fanart #Genshin impact #原神 #Aether #Lumine #The idea that they change their hairstyle to look like their twin when they see on the mirror #hits like a truck #anyway here

[lover-of-mine]

#this is gonna be overplayed by the fandom #but hey i couldn't stop thinking about it so #stranger things #stranger things spoilers #strangerthingsedit #max mayfield #i have no idea how to tag this #anyway here #my edit

[wumiings]

I understand why a lot of people believe Merlin would be bad at teaching others magic, but tbh I disagree. I think that, given the time and resources to devote to his studies, he would quickly become a very good teacher.

My reasoning here is based primarily on the interpretation of sorcery as a rhetorical act. If magic is “the fabric of this world” and “the essence which binds all things together,” sorcery is the use of a language / sign system to persuade the world to alter itself in a particular way.

While at first glance, Merlin’s reliance on intuitive magic would seem to leave him ill-equipped to train ordinary sorcerers, his ability to feel magic, the raw life-energy of the world (which he perceives to be enhanced in sacred spaces), and even the emotional imprint that a spirit leaves behind (referring to the druid shrine in 4.10) indicates to me that he has always been at least subconsciously aware of the interweave of magic through the world.

What does this have to do with teaching, you ask? Well, here’s the thing. Most sorcerers have to train for years to master, for example, telekinetic spells. They have to learn, not just the Old Language itself, but the skill of magical oratory: word choice, inflection, demeanor, etc.

We see Merlin doing this in 1.02. I know it looks ridiculous when he tries to fake out the dog statue (because it is), but the way he moves around the room and experiments with saying the spell in different tones and at different speeds as well as adjusting his pronunciation— as if he’s appealing to the statue itself, trying to convince it to come alive— is, I think, founded in good practice.

Now, my suspicion is that studying magic out of books might leave one with the impression that there is A Right Way to intone a spell, and if you just learn it, then you can cast effectively. Whereas, if one is aware of the world as a living interlocutor rather than a passive object, they might be able to make a less formal and more personal appeal, which would both be more effective and require less rigid memorization of forms.

Merlin does have one advantage, of course, that doesn’t translate into better pedagogy: magic loves him. It’s going to be more inclined to do what he asks, and even preempt his requests by simply sensing what he needs and providing it, because he belongs to it and it to him on a more intimate level than other sorcerers.

#dude this has been sitting in my drafts for ages i just. forgot?? #anyway here #bbc merlin #meta #magical theory

[psychologicalwarclaire]

Introducing... my sona, Cookie!

She's just a little gal for reacting, explaining, and overall hanging out. Feel free to ask questions about her or interact with her at all

Anyway, here Cookie is, drawn in various ways with various levels of effort and detail.

@purplepixel you wanted to see her? (the purple bunny belongs to him)

#cookie crumbs #my sona #sona #not to be confused with my dnd character Cookie who looks very similar... no sir #anyway here #I've spent far too long working on this reference sheet so please don't let this flop

[ghstslut]

❣️ lovefool ❣️

#i still have like 2 more from the valentine's pics i think lmso #anyway here #me #bi girls #cute girls #soft girls #babygirl #curvy girls #baby #brat #cute #ok to reblog

[ghost-of-you]

You could just enjoy the ride...

#5sos #ashton irwin #5sosedit #my edit #i guess i'm moodboarding now lol #congratulations everyone to being introduced to my handwriting and bad doodles lol #this was the most ive struggled with a moodboard #because i couldn't get the exact vibes out of my head and into pictures lol #but i like this #anyway here #ai #pastel babies

[thefourchimes]

Edge of Tomorrow Ronance AU because why not

Robin breathes heavily, falling to her knees as she stares at a pale face, one unblinking and unmoving. Leaving her alone. Again. She swallows, letting go of her weapon and just sagging in place. She doesn't try to move or fight, besides reaching out and holding a cold hand that lays limp on the floor. It doesn't matter if she fights anymore. And besides...it's not like this will be the last time anyway. It never has been since this all started. Robin lets out a deep breath, closing her eyes. She knows the chaos is converging on her, that the monsters of the Upside Down are screeching loudly all around without mercy, lunging towards her with claws raised, and— ... Robin opens her eyes. Again. She's lost track of how many times she's been here. All that she knows at this point is three words. Live. Die. Repeat. That's all her life is now.

#here's the funky lil edge of tomorrow au #or well not really just edge of tomorrow but more just funky lil time looping by dying idea au #its really just inspired by edge of tomorrow #and robin is the time looper lol #its a fun one alright #lots of angst to go with it #the moodboard doesnt really scream edge of tomorrow either lol #or time looping #but it is what it is #anyway here #ronance #robin buckley #nancy wheeler

[atiny-piratequeen]

*throws a dart at a board* okay. Filth in the cut, goodnight

The first time Jongho actually feeds on Wooyoung and/or Yeosang, he's so oversensitive and full that he actually grows once he's finished feeding. Like literally he grows from feeding off of them the first time. Tattoos get all sparkly, fangs get pronounced, tail wraps around them for stability, and when he finally comes back down to earth, the blissed gummy bear is fucking taller and bulkier than he was before for some reason.

The first time San catches Mingi in a cycle after he lets him share a den finds him trying not to make it obvious he's spying on the tall ass dragon man out here man spreading and stroking both of his cocks while exhaling steam and growling in frustration because its not enough. He doesn't mean to be nosey, but Mingi is fucking LOUD and can't even hear him approach one day until he gets on his knees and gently touches him, offering his mouth instead. Thats the day they find out one) San doesn't have a gag refex, two) his mouth is VERY sensitive and the soft barbs on his tongue feel wonderful, and three) San can get very cock and cum drunk.

#*yawn* #anyway here #ataraxia verse

[his-breath-catches]

GO GO GO, tell me about the byclair headcanon!!!!

NOT PROOFREAD SUPER CHEESY V CRINGE

what you need to know because this takes place in my fic, is that mike wheeler has kissed a boy before but will hasn't or so we thought

"So is it better than a girl?" Mike asked, a smile on his now-reddened lips.

"What do you mean?"

"Kissing, uh, kissing a boy," Mike said, blushing even harder than he had been when he finally kissed the boy he's loved for years.

Now it was Will's turn to blush.

"You're not the first boy I kissed," he said.

"What?" Mike was taken aback.

"Yeah it was, uh, a while ago though," said Will a bit more shyly.

"Who?" Mike needed to know.

"It was years ago, it doesn't matter," said Will.

"Do I know him?" Mike asked. He quickly went through every single boy in their junior class and which ones could be gay. There was one or two that tucked their shirts in just a certain way that made Mike suspect.

"Uh, yeah, kinda," Will said. He took a deep breath. "Lucas."

—

Neither of them had ever kissed a boy.

Will had liked boys (or one boy) for years, and Lucas had definitely had crushes on boys before. And this particular night had found the two of them sitting cross-legged on Lucas's carpeted bedroom floor, poring over comics.

"Have you ever wanted to kiss a boy?" Lucas asked, cutting through the comfortable silence.

"Well, I mean yeah, but how different can it be from girls, right?"

Both of them had kissed girls before. Throughout sophomore year, Will had had a few (temporary) girlfriends, and Lucas had of course been dating Max off and on (they were broken up at the moment).

"Right. Right. It's just that, we both like boys, right?" Will nodded. "Max broke up with me again, and you have nothing going for you right now, so we might as well, right?"

Lucas was blushing like crazy, but he was able to hide it a lot better than Will, who was also beginning to entertain the idea of kissing a boy.

"Are you for real, Lucas?" Will asked, scared that somehow, in some cruel twisted way, Lucas was messing with him.

"One hundred percent," he said with the faux confidence of a star athlete.

"Your parents aren't home, and Erica's at Tina's," Will said, building to a point.

"What are you suggesting?"

"Your dad has beer in the garage, right?"

Their eyes met, a mischievous glance shared between these two lifelong friends.

—

Fifteen minutes later, a six-pack rifled from the old fridge in the Sinclairs' garage on the carpet in between them.

Lucas had downed a beer, and was now finishing Will's. Will was a lightweight. Go figure.

Both a little tipsy, they looked at each other, sharing a reassuring look.

"And we're sure?"

"We're sure," Lucas responded, then leaned in and kissed Will.

—

Will might have had a bit of a crush on Lucas back in the day. It was just a childhood crush, though. Lucas was the fastest runner out of the four of them and he had the biggest comic collection. What a dreamboat.

And now, more than a little bit drunk, they were kissing.

This was Will's first time kissing a boy. And Jesus Christ, it was amazing.

Lucas's lips on his, Lucas's hands quickly reaching to Will's back, pulling him closer. Holy shit, were they making out?

His hands somehow knew what to do, on Lucas's waist, pulling them together.

The beer impaired his judgement. That was the sole reason for Will pulling Lucas practically on top of him, to the point where they were lying down, making out on the carpet.

Okay, maybe Will was drunker than he realized. And Lucas was too. And now Lucas was straddled over Will, lying down, tugging at the hem of Will's shirt.

Will let Lucas's deceptively soft hands slip under his shirt as Lucas continued to kiss him. Lucas's tongue inside his mouth. What was going through Lucas's mind?

—

Damn, Will was a good kisser. No wonder all the girls at school liked him.

Like, obsessively. After he moved back, the mean notes in his locker turned into phone numbers written in glitter gel pen, notes in loopy cursive asking him out. And now Lucas saw why.

Going into this experience, he was genuinely curious as to what kissing a boy was like. He had only ever kissed Max, and she was amazing at it, but she was only one person. And now he was broken up, drunk, and making out with his best friend.

Will tasted like an awkward combination of cherry chapstick and beer. He broke the kiss, just for a moment, to smile at Lucas. His lips were red and swollen from kissing and he was breathing heavily.

They smiled at each other, then burst in to giggles, Lucas rolling off of Will so now they were lying side by side.

"Kissing girls sucks," Will said, after.

"Agreed," said Lucas, even though he didn't believe it.

For the rest of the evening, they read comics and watched movies and laughed and laughed. They had fun. They were best friends who loved each other enough to get drunk and make out because where else in Hawkins, Indiana did you get the chance to kiss a boy just to see what it was like.

They had been through hell together, and now they were reaping the rewards in the form of casual, comfortable moments like these.

"Mike doesn't have to know about this, right?" Will asked, and they both knew they would never hear the end of it if Mike found out about them kissing, much less Dustin or Max.

"Right. Spit swear," Lucas said, spitting into his palm and outstretching his arm to Will.

"Gross," Will said plainly, but spit in his own palm and shook.

For once, they had a secret that was just for them, just for fun, that wouldn't end the world.

—

"WHAT?"

"Mike, it was a long time ago," Will said defensively, although he was trying to fight back a laugh as Mike reacted to this news.

"I mean, I get it, but Lucas?" said Mike, still fuming.

"We were drunk, it was years ago," Will stated.

"The summer after sophomore year! That was like, barely a year ago!" said Mike, and he was right. The leaves on the trees were only just turning to a deep red, striking yellow.

Will blushed.

"Do you- do you still like him?"

"No, no, no, I mean, I haven't liked him since fourth grade," Will said.

"So you guys have always been just friends?" Mike asked tentatively.

"Yeah."

"Are we, I mean, are we just friends?"

"Mike," Will said softly, before reaching his head up to kiss him.

A blush spread quickly across Mike's cheeks as Will pulled him closer.

They weren't just friends.

#okay this turned into a makeout fic #this was not my intention #anyway here #byclair #will byers #bi lucas sinclair #lucas sinclair #gay will byers #oh wait it's byler again #byler

[thatoneteadrinker666]

Heyyyy y’all! It’s been a while- mainly because I had school and also really bad depression for the longest time. Admittedly the depression is still here and school is in a week but heyyyyy at least I wrote something! So yeah addition to extermination au-

A Hat Unfit to Wear

Warnings: mentions of digestion, ambiguous ending, fear, definitely not safe vore, Wilbur back at it again

Eret squinted, trying to make out a face from the flesh colored blur of his attacker. Normally Fundy would’ve helped describe their surroundings, but he’d vanished about twenty minutes ago. So Eret was left on his own to navigate his environment. Normally it was empty. But today, apparently not.

“Who are you? What are you doing here?” He asked, straining to see the owner of the warm hand he was caught in.

They only laughed, bringing Eret closer to their face, the mouth specifically, which turned up into a grin. “I’m the one they call to fix things. Things that you and your little friend and the rest of your kind ruin.”

“My friend? Fundy? You saw him?” Eret ignored what they’d said in favor of focusing on Fundy. She liked Fundy a lot. They were good friends. She’d like him back.

“Ohh. Fundy. Fun-dy. He was fun. I definitely saw him. I could..bring you to him.”

Eret perked up, ignoring a slight dribble of drool that slid near his face. “Yes! That would be so kind of you!” She beamed.

“I am kind, aren’t I? Fixing things for very little pay. Reuniting.. whatever you two were.” The giant scoffed.

“Were..?”

——

Wilbur snapped his jaws over the borrower and slurped them up, shoving his tongue into their face. They didn’t react immediately like most, instead patting and feeling over it with their tiny hands. And then shrieking.

“No! Please! I just want to see him again!”

Wilbur only laughed, curling his tongue around the borrower and pulling them close to his throat. They were slower to struggle than most. It seemed they had to feel around first before struggling. Less fun than the other one. Though he could still feel the little hairs of their tail tickling the back of his throat. Wilbur brought his chin up and let the borrower slide into his throat with a cute little shriek.

He let them squirm for a bit, grinning at the desperate clutching for the back of his tongue. They’d caught on by now, what was going to happen to them. Took them long enough. Wilbur placed a hand over his throat and swallowed heavily, enjoying the familiar feeling of a lump moving down his throat. Job done.

——

Eret gasped for air, trying to press out at the esophageal walls so he could have even the slightest bit of space. The giant must have been lying. He clawed at the flesh. But she couldn’t avert her fate. With a groan she slid into the active stomach, landing in a puddle of… well she couldn’t tell. Eret scrambled up to a stand, squinting around. His eyesight was already somewhat testy. And now the darkness of the stomach wasn’t helping.

“Please.. please let me out.” Eret begged, pressing against the churning walls.

“I think not. Plus, you wanted to see your friend again. I think you’ll find him soon enough.” The giant cackled, jostling their stomach around.

Eret stumbled and slipped, once again splashing into the puddle. And something touched their hand. She grabbed it and held it up to her face. There were holes all throughout the fabric. It was barely held together by pieces of string. But even with his eyesight and the lack of any light source, Eret could tell what it was. It was Fundy’s hat.

#tw vore #tw vore reference #tw vore mention #mcyt g/t vore #extermination au #mcyt vore #fimally something new #I’ve returned kinda #at least a little bit #haha #anyway here #now I scuttle away again

[sparklecryptid]

Pls I just saw your Ace meets Dream and Hob AU from like, November, and I’m just imagining

Ace: literally too fucking tired for this because of COURSE Ardyn would know this stranger that shows up with a bird- does the bird talk?

Dream is simultaneously amused at Ardyns nephews (????? When did that happen?) response and slightly concerned that he just. Accepts it.

Hob is staring back and forth at the swords and stranger while Matthew is trying to figure out why said stranger is looking at him weirdly (plot twist if Ace knew Matthew before he was a bird)

Note; we are using some of Matthews comic backstory here for reasons but the rest is from the Netflix adaptation

Ace is fine! He’s fine. His uncle knows an interdimensional entity that creates and controls dreams and never thought to MENTION IT but Ace is fine.

(He’s not fine. He’s one second away from setting something on fire.)

“You look - familiar,” the raven says because ravens talk now apparently, “You ever been to America?”

“I would remember if I met a talking bird,” Ace says blandly.

“I wasn’t always a bird! I was human once! And my name is Matthew!”

Ace blinks, the voice of the raven did sound familiar but the only Matthew Ace knew was dead.

He looks to Dream.

“Is he always like this?”

“You get used to it.” There’s a hint of amusement in Dream’s voice and Ace ignores it. “But did you know him?”

“The only Matthew I knew here is dead, which isn’t saying much given I died too.”

A silence breaks over the apartment.

“So,” Hob says, “How did your Matthew die?”

“Car accident, he was on life support for a while until something happened and his wife pulled him off- Are you okay?”

“Who are you?” Matthews voice is changed. Quiet and sad with a thread of determination set in it.

“You know my name.”

“No! Who were you before! Before this! Before the magic and the gods and everything! Who were you!?”

“Oh,” Ace says and a few things click into place, “My name was Sam.”

“SAMUEL GOMEZ YOU FUCKING IDIOT HOW COULD YOU DIE-“

“I DIDN’T HAVE A CHOICE IN THE MATTER-“

“Enough.” Dreams voice is stern enough it shuts both of Ace and Matthew up. “I take it you two knew each other.”

“Yeah.”

“Yep.”

“And you- Ace- have lived before?”

“Yeah, I don’t think death likes me too much.��

“My sister must have a reason for sending you back, think of the life you led after as a reward.”

Hob takes this moment to walk back in with a bag of groceries.

He blinks at the teary eyed raven.

“Did I miss anything?”

#anyway here #royal bastard au

[twstgarden]

I’ve been interested in reading your devoument fic but I don’t read in Wattpad

Is there any other place I can read it

hi!

i have posted devouement in quotev and ao3, but ao3 isn't actually up to date to my recently published fics yet as i am still uploading them.

update: won't be updating in ao3 now but you can find the nearly updated version in quotev

links provided below!

quotev

wattpad

#florist speaking #anonymous flower #shameless self-promo????? #anyway here #i haven't update yet and the fic has some grammatical errors that will be fixed once the entire book is complete #published first at dec 2021