#happy coincidence but hey it works LMAO

[baerryjj]

Portrait of little Millicent and her 8 ft + tall mothers <333🦋🌼

Fanart of Stolen by @bimbomcgee !!

#HAPPY BIRTHDAY DUDE WOOOOOO 🎉🎊🎉🎂💕 #CURRENTLY 2AM CUS I REALLY WANTED TO HAVE THIS DONE BY TODAY LOL #happy coincidence but hey it works LMAO #EVERYONE GO READ BIMBOMS FIC I DONT TALK NEARLY ENOUGH ABOUT IT #anyways Millicent tooth gap (real) #cus i said so and also Miyazaki told me specifically and no one else #elden ring #elden ring fanart #elden ring fanfic #malenia blade of miquella #cleanrot knight finlay #millicent elden ring #finlenia #wlw #art

[anikaluv]

I'LL BE THERE —

❤︎︎ pairing:  Miles (e!42) × fem!reader

❤︎︎ genre: fluff

❤︎︎ cw:  stalking , Miles being a barbie kinnie, reader realizing there’s no escape lmao

❤︎︎ summary: Miles was your ex from a year ago, and you had completely moved on, blooming in your new life. So, why was he just now popping up everywhere?

❤︎︎ w/c: 800

❤︎︎ a/n: Was thinking about how Barbie has a million different jobs and went like, “What if that was Miles?”

E!42 MILES getting so frustrated in an argument you two were having; looked you dead in the eyes and spat, "If you don't like that shit, you can get up and leave."

E!42 MILES being genuinely shocked when that is precisely what you did, thinking this was just gonna be another one of the little squabbles you two were used to having

E!42 MILES realizing in the next following months that you could live perfectly without him and move on, while he, on the other hand, was going through the worst turmoil of his life

E!42 MILES deciding that whether or not you wanted him in your life, he needed you in his. So he was going to get you back no matter what

E!42 MILES turning around to greet you with a cheeky grin on his face at the cafe you’ve been a regular for the past 6 years as the barista going, “Hello precious, ¿Qué será para ti hoy? (What will it be for you today?)”

E!42 MILES ignoring your look of surprise as he jots down your usual order that he already has memorized and then has the audacity to look back into your eyes and ask, “Can I get a name for the order, please?”

E!42 MILES a few days later watching as you pull in your cart full of groceries to checkout and couldn't help but laugh mischievously when your jaw dropped when seeing that he was the cashier. (He made sure to scan your items very slowly)

E!42 MILES becoming the bus driver of the bus you took every day to work. Pulling up to your bus stop, opening the doors, tipping his hat, and greeting you with a playful smile. "Mornin', mi vida (my life), pretty day, ain't it?", ignoring your eye roll as you stepped onto the bus.

E!42 MILES who “coincidently” ditches the home gym he’s been using since he started being the prowler and starts going to the exact same gym as you, sucking in his breath when he sees you squat in those tight seamless shorts

E!42 MILES who’s happy to treat you and your niece to some ice-cream at the park inside of the ice cream truck he now works at, playfully chuckling at you as you arrogantly shoved the money into his chest.

E!42 MILES sitting comfortably in a salon chair at your normal nail salon as a nail tech, ready to paint whatever design you desire on your delicate fingers

E!42 MILES who types into his computer at your local bank as your bank teller, prepared to enter in your weekly / monthly checks when you walk in. Taking your check out of your hand to observe it, acting shocked like it’s not its about the same amount every time. “Woah, cariño (darlin’) , did’nt know my girl worked this hard.” (He was proud of you, he knew his girl could achieve anything she wanted on her own )

E!42 MILES who welcomes you openly to his salon chair at your favorite hair salon when your usual stylist “happens” to be out of town going, “Hey mami, you want the usual?”

E!42 MILES at your library organizing books loudly while you’re studying for a important exam, holding his finger at your lips when you’re about to explode and scream and whispers, “Baby, this is a quiet environment, quiet your lips f’me aight?”

E!42 MILES clocking in as your yoga instructor at your yoga studio only on the one day of the week you go, wearing a purple headband with a tight tank top and yoga pants that showed the ass you didn’t know he had. You groaning as he does doggy style shouts, “Thats it ladies! You want to really arch your back like this!” while smirking. (Kelly Clarkson’s “What doesn’t Kill You Makes You Stronger” is playing in the back)

E!42 MILES who works at your local mall at Nike on one knee in front of you happily assisting you put on one of the pairs of shoes, locking eyes with you the whole time wearing that smug grin he always got. (When he was finished you kicked him in the face before he got up, but lets be honest, he probably fell in love more)

E!42 MILES being on the plane you were taking to move and get away from him. Wearing his flight attendant uniform and slowly making his way down the aisles. Finally getting to you and turning to you as that cute scowl appears on your face while nonchalantly saying, “Would you like some pretzels, ma? They gluten-free.”

E!42 MILES chuckling loudly when you downright ask him why was he following you everywhere like a stalking creep, amused that you haven’t gotten the message yet

E!42 MILES picking up your chin to make you give him all of your attention, leaning down to where your lips brushed against each other, and spoke in a quiet tone no one else heard,

“Doesn’t matter where you go or what you do conejita (bunny), I’ll be there."

ENDING A/N:  Is this really extra and extremely unrealistic, damn right. But its funny.

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[weebsinstash]

Okay but AU where Miguel is an alpha and reader is normal but they still give off the smell of being in heat before their period or just once a month so poor Miguel has to struggle with an oblivious reader whose just going around saying hi to people like they’re not a walking talking advertisement for sex

Reader: what do you mean 'I probably shouldn't go near Miguel right now? I thought he looked like he had a headache earlier so I got him some of those empanadas he likes from the cafeteria and some migraine tea

Peter B, not sure how he can tell you without sounding like an absolute freak that his friend is an Alpha and can smell that you're ovulating right now and if you go near Miguel when you're like this you could end up pregnant: beeeeecaaaussssse, Mayday misses you! Yeah, come hold my baby and come this way and hang with us and definitely NOT to Miguel's office!

(Lmao Miguel just checking security feeds by coincidence and, ugh, double whammy combo, he sees you holding the baby, in his eyes looking like the CUTEST potential mom, and he's just like "well, if she gets pregnant it's God's will 🙏". 'Poke holes in the condoms' girl he doesnt OWN condoms and he tells you up front, on his shit like "we're married, this is what married couples do". Or it's like. Kinda like with superman lol, where Miguel's altered not completely human DNA skirts around the spermacide in condoms that's formulated for humans so he might knock you up unintentionally but once it's on the way he wont let you get rid of it and he's actually so excited)

He overhears another Alpha make comments on your body and your scent and you just turn your head to see Miguel holding them by the collar as their little feeties dangle in the air and he's growling at them to "watch who they're speaking about that way" and you're just left ignorant that he's basically strangling the dude cause he was saying the equivalent of "if Y/N doesn't watch out she's gonna end up knocked up" and "hey maybe it'll be me" (no, absolutely not, run laps cadet, the boss ain't happy with ya)

And it works in reverse too! He smells good and you definitely cant help but notice 😩❤️ He stands just a little too close to you one day and you can smell this kind of masculine musk, I feel like he's kind of like too lowkey a recluse holing himself up to wear men's cologne but he's also like kind of an older man so just like, the thought of him having the scented pomade for his hair and you smell things like his deodorant and body wash when he's too close and it all smells very much you know Male but in a sexy way, the scent of aftershave sticking to him some mornings, coffee on his breath when he points to something on a monitor over your shoulder, just all these sorts of smells to associate with his presence even if you can't pick up the intricacies of his more "biological" components. You're up working late once and you fall asleep in a chair and later on you wake up tucked in on a couch in a break room with a blanket that has a scent on it (to tell other Alphas to back off and let you rest) and you can't help but put your face into it. like, as a young girl I didn't understand but I'm 26 now and there are just some male colognes and just like idk scents where you smell it and it's just like UGH I bet the man who left this is big 😩❤️ if it's not overpowering and you're not used to smelling "dude scents" that shit can be dangerous in the wrong hands

You experience the rare event of Miguel actually sitting down for once (shocking I know) and your desire to help and also your coochie activates when you see him looking kind of tired and run down and like, rubbing his face with a hand and he's got a migraine and here you are, "let me platonically rub your shoulders sir it definitely isn't at least partially because I'm crazy crazy horny for you and something about you kinda lowkey makes me wanna serve you"

Like you reach out and start rubbing his neck and shoulders and he's just so sore and had been working so hard he's like GROANING and shit like 😩 how could I not run my fingers through his hair, how could I SURVIVE if he started doing that shit. I couldn't, he felt your nails lightly drag against his scalp and it sent shivers up his spine and now you're getting your back put on the nearest flat surface while he pulls all your clothes off

"Sorry, but I don't think I can hold myself back anymore."

#yandere stuff #sinprompts #yandere spiderverse #yandere miguel o'hara #ughhhhh he does things to me #i like my men like i like my eggs. a little aged and broken to pieces

[mackenzielovee]

ambivalence blurb: halloween night

a/n: hi!!! happy halloween !!! i hope you guys enjoy this , i wrote it pretty fast but i hope it's good regardless! leave me some love if you can and be safe tonight <3 xoxo

this is set pre-everything lmao

warnings: swearing, underage drinking

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     From his seat on the outside deck of the Club, Rafe Cameron could see everything he wanted to see. He could see his younger sister, Wheezie, having lunch with her friends as they gossip about boys and middle school drama. He could see the TV at the bar that loudly sounded the commentary of the four o’clock football game. But, most importantly, he could see you. He could see you running food and drinks to your tables, fake laughing to earn a better tip, and shaking your head to yourself as you turned away from yet another table of sleazy, drunk, old men. 

Topper and Kelce sit with Rafe at his table; both boys taking large swigs of beer as their eyes remain glued to the TV with the football game on. 

“Just tell me,” Rafe demands, leaning forward and staring at Topper. 

“Dude, honestly, it’s weird that you want to know,” Topper replies, eyes never leaving the TV.

“How is that weird?”

“Just ask her yourself,” Kelce cuts in, “Unless, y’know, you’re afraid you’ll blush or—”

Rafe shoves Kelce’s shoulder, earning a snicker from his friend. Topper laughs and finally allows himself to look over at Rafe, who is still silently pleading for this information. 

“I just don’t think it’s a good idea, man,” Topper confesses, “She’s gonna know I told you what her costume is.”

Rafe shakes his head, “I won’t make it obvious. It’ll just be a coincidence.”

“That is, he’ll have to grow the balls to talk to her by Saturday night,” Kelce laughs. 

“Shut up,” Rafe grunts. 

“Just ask her,” Kelce repeats, sitting up straight in his chair, “It’s easy. Watch.”

Rafe’s eyes widen, “Kelce, dude, fucking don’t—”

“Y/N!”

Rafe’s eyes squeeze shut as his back hits his chair, wishing, somehow, he could disappear from his seat. When he works up the courage to open his eyes again, he sees you making your way over with your notepad in hand. 

“Hey, boys,” you greet, flicking Topper’s ear, “What’s up?”

“Just wishing our waiter was as hot as you,” Kelce smirks. 

“Justin’s a catch,” you tease. 

“Date him, then,” Topper mutters, earning another flick to the ear from you. 

“Maybe I will,” you retort. 

Rafe clenches his jaw but remains silent, not wanting the real reason for Kelce calling you over to be revealed. Of course, Rafe Cameron rarely ever gets what he’s wished for. 

“So, beautiful, I was just wondering if you’re still coming to the party on Saturday,” Kelce asks.

You nod, “Yeah, totally. I’m bringing a few friends, too.”

Rafe perks up at this, but remains silent. Instead, he opts to nudge Kelce with his shoe under the table. Without even glancing over, Kelce knows exactly what to ask.

“Girls?”

“Yes, girls,” you laugh, “Is that okay?”

“That’s great,” he answers, “What’s your costume? Want to coordinate?”

You laugh and shake your head, “I’m not going to be your date, Kelce.”

“Come on, just this once,” Kelce groans. 

Another nudge to Kelce’s leg, but this time, Kelce doesn’t comply with Rafe’s silent demand. 

“No way. I have one rule when it comes to dating, and you break it at every party.”

Kelce’s brow raises in curiosity, “What’s the rule, gorgeous?”

With a roll of your eyes, you shift your weight from one foot to the other, then turn and check on your tables before giving him an answer. 

“I don’t date guys who would ditch me for a game of beer pong,” you reply. 

Topper’s hand covers his mouth as he laughs to himself at Kelce’s expense. Clearly, Kelce disagrees with your statement, because he shakes his head. 

“Trust me, if you came with me to a party, we wouldn’t spend much time around any of the games. I’d probably take you upstairs—- Ow!”

Your brows furrow when Kelce leans forward in pain, seemingly for no reason. Topper snorts, then turns around to look you in the eye. 

“Just tell him what your costume is so you can go,” he begs. 

You sigh, “I’m going as Harley Quinn. One of the girls I’m bringing is going as Catwoman. Anyway, if you guys need anything else, call Justin over.”

All three boys watch as you disappear down the deck, returning to your tables as if you never left them in the first place. 

“Well, there you go, Cameron,” Kelce shrugs, “I guess you just need to dress up as the Joker.”

Rafe shakes his head, “Seriously? Your idea of flirting with her is just implying you want to have sex with her?”

“You want to have sex with her, too,” he points out. 

“Gross,” Topper mutters, “Best friend. Come on.”

“Oh, shut up, like you didn’t get hard when she came to school in that low-cut top after her boobs grew in.”

“Shut the fuck up,” Topper replies, shoving Kelce’s shoulder, “That’s natural.”

“Both of you, shut up,” Rafe snaps, snatching his beer from the table, “We’re not talking about her like that.”

“Just drink your beer and order your costume, man,” Kelce drones, “Express shipping. You’ve only got three days.”

“Yeah,” Rafe says quietly, more to himself than to his friends, “Maybe I will.”

     Rafe’s Amazon order is placed approximately sixteen minutes after he finds out what your costume is, and the bubble of anxiety never leaves the bottom of his stomach for even a moment over the next few days. 

By the time Saturday rolls around, Rafe is sure he’s going to be sick just at the mere thought of having to play off the fact that his costume coordinates with yours. Especially when you’d told Kelce who you were going as right in front of him. 

Regardless, Rafe shakes off his fears and shows up to Kelce’s house to pregame before the three boys head to the party. Topper is dressed as a construction worker — citing his recent trips to the gym as reason to show off his muscles — and Kelce had creatively thrown on a baseball jersey and tight pants. 

“Holy shit, he actually did it,” Kelce grins when he sees Rafe all dressed up. 

“Shut it,” Rafe demands, “I need a beer.”

“Regretting it already?” Kelce teases, tossing a can across the yard to him.

“No, I’m fucking nervous,” Rafe confesses. 

Topper shakes his head, shooting his beer car into the garbage can and making it with ease. 

“Don’t be. Just relax and laugh it off with her. She’s easy to talk to.”

“I know that,” Rafe grunts, “I just don’t want her to—”

“If it fails, you can always go after one of the other million girls at the party,” Kelce suggests sarcastically, smiling when Rafe’s eyes roll back. 

“Fuck off.”

“I can give you advice on how to flirt with her,” Kelce continues. 

Topper snorts, “Because you’ve been so successful?”

With a shrug, Kelce casually finishes off his beer before reaching for another one. 

“Bet you each twenty bucks I can get her to kiss me tonight.”

Rafe’s chest tightens at the mental image, at the idea, at the mere suggestion of his best friend going anywhere near his girl. With a clenched jaw, Rafe shakes his head. 

“That’s the beer talking, man,” he mutters. 

“No, it’s not,” Kelce argues, stepping forward, “I can do it.”

“Kelce, knock it off,” Topper steps in, “She’s Rafe’s girl, you know this.”

“Yeah, I’m not trying to take her, I’m just trying to prove a point.”

“What’s your fucking point?” Topper questions with a dry laugh. 

“My point is that Rafe needs to be more confident in his game if he wants to get the girl.”

“Why don’t you just stay out of it?”

“Stop trying to be noble, Top, it’s not cute.”

“Fuck you, bro.”

Rafe drowns out the sound of the two boys going back and forth with one another; still lost in the images in his head and the anxiety of potentially having to talk to you tonight. He downs the rest of his beer in one go, then tosses the can into the garbage and stalks across the yard to Kelce. 

“You think I need to be more confident?” Rafe questions him. 

Kelce chuckles, “Seriously? Yeah, Cameron, you do.”

“Fine,” Rafe nods, stepping closer, “How’s this for confidence? If you lay one fucking finger on her, tonight or in the foreseeable future, you can guarantee that I’ll kick your ass into next week. We clear?”

With a smirk crossing Kelce’s lips, Rafe feels his chest loosen slightly when his best friend nods.

“Clear, Cameron,” Kelce mumbles, “Keep that up. Maybe she’ll look your way tonight.”

Rafe sighs and shakes his head, watching Kelce retreat to the house after mumbling that he has to ‘take a piss’. Topper clears his throat awkwardly behind Rafe, earning his attention. 

“For what it’s worth,” Topper says quietly, running a hand through his hair, “Timing’s everything. Don’t force it. She’ll come to you if she’s meant to.”

     As Rafe and the boys enter the house party, Rafe can feel the three beers and one shot of tequila — thanks to Kelce — swirling in his stomach. He’s anxious, more so than ever, because something about this gesture seems more obvious than anything else. In his mind, you’ll catch one glance at him and immediately know; immediately see every thought in his head. Which leaves Rafe Cameron open to the potential of rejection. That, he knows, would shatter him completely. 

“Fuck,” Rafe mutters to himself, “I’m going to get a drink.”

“Relax, she’s not here yet,” Topper says, looking up from his phone and waving the screen to Rafe.

“You track her?”

Topper nods, “She sent me her location. Just in case.”

Rafe’s brows furrow as he gets the impression that Topper isn’t saying everything he wants to, but Rafe doesn’t push it. Instead, he moves through the crowd until he finds an open bottle of alcohol, then brings it to his lips without thinking twice. 

It isn’t for another hour and a few shots later that Topper shoots Rafe the look, which perks him up immediately. Kelce is standing beside Rafe, talking to some random girl dressed as a bunny, and as Rafe uses his height as an advantage, his eyes snag on you. 

And your white halo. 

White tutu.

White tights. 

White angel wings hanging from your back. 

Rafe’s heart sinks into the raging pool of anxiety in his stomach as he stares at you, clinging to one of the friends you bought as you both laugh over everyone’s costumes. Topper waves you over and brings you in for a hug once you’re close enough. 

“Hey, Harley Quinn,” Topper teases you. 

“Ha ha,” you roll your eyes, “Yeah, I changed last minute. Lexi was trying to talk me into dying my hair purple and green for real, and I just couldn’t do it. This feels more appropriate.”

Rafe nods in agreement before he even realizes he’s doing the action. Appropriate, yes, especially for you. Yet, another example of how close he comes to getting to you, only to have you pull away again. Even if you don’t realize it. 

“Understandable,” Topper nods, but Rafe can hear the disappointment in his voice. 

“Yeah. But, anyway, you guys look great,” you smile, “Hey, Kelce.”

Kelce breaks out of his conversation and looks over at you, then at Rafe, then back to you. He tilts his chin up and gives you a small smile. 

“Hey, Y/N. Good to see you,” he waves, then turns back to his girl. 

Rafe watches as you draw back, somehow taken aback by Kelce’s sudden lack of flirting. 

“Uh, anyway,” you shake it off, “I’m gonna grab a drink. Catch up with you guys later.”

Topper nods and waves her off while Rafe stares down into the neck of the tequila bottle in his hand. Instead of saying a word, Topper just pats Rafe on the back, then moves away to get another beer. 

     Rafe gives up when he sees you talking to Matt McCall in the living room. With a sigh, a swear that he’ll do better next time, and that same bottle of tequila, Rafe makes his way outside. There are a few people smoking joints on the deck, along with a pairing of Luigi from MarioKart and a sexy nun making out in a chair. 

He sips from the bottle and stares out at the view of the water, wondering what the hell could possibly be so wrong with him that he can’t seem to get his mind off of one singular girl. Given this deep, intense thought, Rafe barely notices the sound of the sliding glass door opening until he hears that familiar giggle. 

“Whoops,” you laugh to yourself as he turns around, “Looking for Topper. Sorry.”

As his eyes fall on your half-drunk figure; white tights hugging your legs and the tank top accenting your summer tan, his expression softens. 

“You okay?” he asks, his voice rough from the amount of tequila his throat has gulped down. 

You raise a brow, “I should be asking you that. Nice tequila bottle.”

Rafe laughs and holds it up, proudly displaying that only about half of it is left. 

“Thanks. It pairs nicely with the night I’m having.”

You laugh at that, taking a step forward, then another, then another, until you’re rounding the chair beside him. Rafe’s eyes widen when you glance down at it, as if you’re internally debating sitting down beside him. 

“So, The Joker,” you say quietly, “Is that a metaphor for something?”

Rafe grins, “Yeah, probably could be.”

“I was gonna be Harley Quinn,” you ramble, shrugging your shoulders, “That would’ve been weird, huh?”

“Only if you hit me with the bat,” Rafe teases. 

You laugh once more, and Rafe swears that it’s never been this easy with you. Immediately, he credits the tequila. And you.

“At least it would’ve been an actual costume,” you huff, finally collapsing into the seat beside him, “My friends talked me into dressing… y’know. Provocatively.”

Rafe licks his lips to suppress the grin that immediately threatens to take over his face, wanting so desperately to tell you how much he loves that you refuse to use the word ‘slutty’.

“You didn’t want to be an angel?” he asks. 

You shake your head, “It’s not a real costume, you know? It looks like I just threw it together. I’d been planning my Harley Quinn costume for a month.”

“So, why’d you let your friends talk you out of it?”

You sigh, shoulders sinking inward. Rafe leans forward, officially curious to hear the answer. He’s taken aback when you look over at him, his blue eyes beading into yours, as you swipe the tequila bottle from his hand.

You take a long shot from the bottle, then hiss as you swallow it. Rafe chuckles at the face you make as it goes down, but before he can speak, you blurt your reasoning. 

“I went on a date with this guy and they told me I should dress like this so that when I send him pictures, he knows what he’s getting. Apparently guys like that.”

Pushing past every homicidal thought in Rafe’s head, he exhales slowly and shakes his head, then looks over at you. He observes the way you cradle the bottle in your hands; the way you look let down by your costume, this party, this entire night. And when he sees the way you smile at him, all hesitant and sad, his shoulders lose their tenseness and he shakes his head. 

“You should be whoever you want,” Rafe practically whispers, holding your gaze in a way he never has before, “Not just tonight. Always. That will be enough for the right guy.”

Your stare intensifies as you watch Rafe, letting his words resonate in your drunken mind. Just as you start to nod, start to speak, the back door slides open. This time, the sound is deafening to Rafe. 

“Y/N, there you are,” Lexi, your friend, greets you, “Come on. It’s guys against girls in beer pong. Topper wants you to play.”

With a sigh, knowing you’ll go, Rafe sits back in his chair and relaxes. You remain rooted in your seat for a beat too long, to the point where Lexi swats your shoulder with her hand to snap you out of it. 

You stand and step to Rafe, holding out the tequila bottle for him to take. He smiles up at you as he does, and you return the action. 

“I wouldn’t have hit you with the bat,” you whisper. 

Rafe laughs, “Appreciate it.”

You give him another smile, then follow Lexi inside, where you lose at beer pong and wind up drinking so much that you have no recollection of the night by morning. 

Rafe, however, sets the tequila bottle down on the deck once you close the sliding glass door behind you. He knows that if he continues drinking it, he’ll black out. Blacking out would mean he forgets your confession, your vulnerability, and the way you looked over at him. Those sights are not any that Rafe Cameron is willing to risk forgetting. Even if it means he sobers up and spends the rest of the night alone.

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[popponn]

hehe popon !!! i'm like trying my best to keep my eyes open bc i am v tired 😞 so i am apologising in advance if there are any grammatical mistakes in this chunk of text 🤞🏻😸 but hi lovely:

WISHING U A HAPPY BIRTHDAY, POPON !!!! i not sure whether it's like ur birth date where u live yet, but it is for me, so i hope this mssg is on time ! but happy birthday to one of the cutest, cleverest and sweetest yoichi kissers in the world 🫶🏻😽 isagi loves u sm and giggles and kicks his legs when u post him on ur blog (real. bro told me and i was "damn yoichi 🤨")

on my friends' birthdays, i usually write a letter and give them my thanks for a number of things. and i think the number one thing i wanna say "thank u" to u for is definitely our interactions <3 u have always been friendly to everyone who interacts w u, including me, and i reckon i'm rly lucky to met u this year !!! u're a kind soul w a lot of love to give, and i think that's why we all love u sm !!! and i'm super thankful for all the times u've visited my inbox/mssges 🫶🏻🫶🏻 it makes me happy hehe

i must also mention that i am so thankful that i was able to find "coincidences and flickers" one fateful day,, like that series has the potential to forever change me as a person and even make me become a temporary isagi kisser (never forgetting who i am 😤) <33 it was that series that helped me find ur blog and realise the insane amount of talent u have for writing !! my favourite writers on this platform often changes (sometimes it's a, or sometimes it's b), but i think u have a fixed position up there <3 i truly adore u and the way u write, so thank u for all the works u post 🫂 it's such an honour to be mutuals w a v skilled writer

i also wanna thank u for all the reblogs u make on everyone's works <3 when u reblog my fics w a bunch of tags, it truly makes me feel like that the effort i have put in didn't go to waste bc there was someone who appreciated what i wrote. also like,, the quality of my writing often fluctuates (😞💔), but u reblog them anyways, and i will ALWAYS thank u for that !! i love uuu (⁠づ⁠￣⁠ ⁠³⁠￣⁠)⁠づ🫂💞

oh, and, thank u for constantly feeding my reo delusions 😸😸 not sure if i'd love him the same without u telling me that reo loves me too lol 😽🧎🏻‍♀️

i do hope that everything will treat u nicely today !!! and every other day bc u deserve it <33 eat cake, laugh w friends and mb be silly for a little while—u're not a grandma yet, so have fun being in ur twenties, popon !!!!

love u always 🫶🏻☹️

(i hope u like words bc this was a bit of a read lmao)

SAKI IM SOBBINGGG???????? WHATT????? D: JESUS I WILL BE WORDY TOO!! HOW DARE U MAKE ME ALL SOFTTTT thank u so much for typing all this despite being very tired omg ;;;; im gonna bawl mom im so glad i meet saki the sweetest adgudk (also...my grammar is also a mess i hope this shall be forgiven as i am sincere ( ˘͈ ᵕ ˘͈♡))

it already is!! :">> thank u for remembering it bae :""" and omg yoichi did all that? i get even more in love :(( pls tell yoichi i also kick and giggle when he breathes :(( AND HEY YOU ARE OVERPRAISING ME WHAT IF MY HEAD GET BIG [ahjussi voice]

saki :(((( im also very thankful i get to meet you this year ue ue ue ;;; i never thought i will ever talk to you (or anyone here at all tbh sksk) like i was very shy and hesitate a lot, but then you are there?? being so sweet friendly and welcoming ;;; like you are one of the reasons i'm here and i mean it??? like you are one of the person who gave me courage to be more friendly here too hehe <3 im so glad i meet someone as kind you saki <3

im gonna start blushing and bawling fr now. IM SO GLAD I MAKE THAT SERIESS ;;;;; (CHAPTER WILL COME SOON TRUST!!) hdfkdj idk what to say here before sounding like a madman so uh ;;;; pls know that i was so happy too when u commented and reblogged so positively ;;;;;;; ghjk saki your praises i think i read them over and over girly u r too sweet for me sometimes ;;;;;; ♡( ˘ ³˘)♥︎

okay channeling my coolness energy a bit, saki 🫵i like your writing GENUINELY!!! okay! so im glad you like the madman ramblings in the tags :>> and come on buddy fic writer to fic writer, it would be impossible to like everything we write SKSKSK remember that one time i immediately lose it after posting that rin studying fic. sigh. stupid ass me. BUT YOU AND EVERYONE WERE THERE AND IT SERVED ITS PURPOSE HOHOHO SO I TOO FEEL IT WASNT A WASTE HEHEHEHE

and i will keep feeding ur delusion get ready (❀❛ ֊ ❛„)♡ also quick mention real quick your cats are cool sunglasses or not

THANK YOU FOR THE WISHES SAKIII!!! omg :((( thank you so much for?? writing all these gosh uhuhuu i will reread this over and over again a lot of times today hehe (no matter how busy and hard it is to open tumblr today!!!) this make my day so much ;;;;;; uhuhuhu and aw <3 i will!!! i wanna make a grandma joke again but for today i will spare saki uwu

i love you always too!!!! 🫶🏻😤

#reading the moment i wake up adgdhkr mom im gonna cry #saki do u know how precious and dear u r to me already? which is funny because how short do we know each other i hope u wont mind #but ily really ;;;; im really awkward shy and bad with these so ;;;;uuhuhu i will just keep it expressing it thru my reo x saki fuels muah #bby ilyyy uhuhu thank uuuu #babblings

[grippingbeskar]

Hey lovely 😊 how's life? How are you REALLY doing?

I'm patiently waiting for 25th chapter of salt, ice and fire. 😇 It's totally fine if you want to concentrate on something else for a while, just wanted to know if you're okay 🥹

It is a coincidence, but everytime I had a shitty day, suddenly a new chapter came out and it always made me feel so much better. I'm having extremely hard time at work lately and everyday I'm hoping for the next chapter. At the same time I don't want it to end yet and the realization breaks my heart, so actually I'm glad you haven't posted it 🫠

I'm such a tragic piece of shit 😆

Anyway, can I have a tiny tiny request? I'd love a one shot with Frank with a lot of fluff and "sweeheart"(s) and love and just Frank being supportive and protective, basically anything that would take my mind off work. I've been getting up way too early, coming home late, the job itself is not so bad, but the people are awful. To be honest, everyday I come home shut the front door and just break down in tears.

Whoa, can't believe I made this about myself, when I was asking how are YOU doing. I still wanna know! 🙃

I hope I'm not asking too much, if you don't feel like writing it, I'll understand.

Take care 🖤

D

sweet loving— a SIAF drabble

— @lemon-world1 read the end of this fic for my long ass reply to this sweet message, i ranted a bit too long lmao 💞

— also, this can be read as a lil one shot, but it’s set in my series universe, salt, ice and fire, between chapter 24 and 25. but it’s just sweet and fluffy. this isn’t proof read i wrote it as soon as i got this ask so pls excuse any errors <3

— warnings: none. just happy thoughts :)

Your shoulders ache, feet past the point of pain as you trudge through the door and slam it behind you. It wasn’t anything in particular— more everything all at once that was weighing on you. Even your hands shook as they through the keys on the table, the loud clatter like a final straw, making your eyes squeeze shut at the noisy intrusion.

You only make it about three steps forward before you hear him moving. It’s late— windows permanently drawn shut, but usually the light can trickle in when the sun hits, dancing along the old wood floors like shimmering diamonds. Not now though. Apart from the hue of the moon, the apartment is pitch black, so even if your eyes were open you wouldn’t see him coming. He clears the length of the living room in only a few long strides, your eyes not even having time to open before you feel him.

He doesn’t say anything, either because it’s so late and he doesn’t want to crack the silence or because he could tell it had been a long day. He always could just tell— it would of been unnerving, how easily he could read you, if you didn’t love it so much. His arms wrap tightly around your lower back, the other snaking under your ass so he can lift you up off the floor. Your legs relax around him, a years worth of tension floating down and away from you just in the way he holds you close.

Your head falls into the crook of his neck, back almost arching into the heat of his body. He had been asleep, you could tell because of how warm his skin was, and how he groaned lazily as he turned to walk you into your bedroom.

“Hey, sweetheart.” He murmurs, head dipping to kiss under your jaw. You can’t find words just yet, just humming in response as his lips continue their path down your neck. It’s all softness and sweetness, and it’s another way Frank manages to read you. He knows what you want before you ever have to ask for it.

You expect to be taken to bed, content to fall asleep in the clothes you were in all day if it meant staying attached to Frank’s body, but instead you feel the cold porcelain of the sink under your thighs. Your eyes flutter open, seeing the cool tones of your bathroom shadowed behind Franks body, his hands holding your head up.

“Hey.” You smile lazily, and he returns it, light sparkling in his eye when you nuzzle your face into his palm. “What’re we doing in here?”

“Getting changed.” He says simply, his hands travelling down to hook underneath your shirt and swiftly pull it over your head. You let him move you around, a sleepy smile on your face, content to do whatever it is he wants you to do. “Can’t sleep in jeans.”

“I can just sleep naked.” He leans into your open legs, chest pressing to yours as he laughs, the sound muffled in your hair. You feel his hands again, calloused and searching for the clip of your bra, undoing it like he has a thousand times before. It still sends a shiver up your spine.

“Heads always in the gutter, ain’t it sweetheart?” He pulls a shirt— his shirt, you can tell— over your head, before his hands come back to your cheeks to encourage you closer. He finally kissed you, and you sigh appreciatively, like he’s serving you something you’ve craved for months, though it had really just been mere hours.

The kiss is slow. His lips melt into your own, your body slumping forward to taste more of him. Your hands wander through his hair, down his neck to his shoulders, his skin still impossibly warm despite the chill air of the bathroom. You moan as his hands dip again, slowly working the button on your jeans. When they give, he slides you off the counter, and you whine when his lips leave yours.

“Frank.” You pout, and he shakes his head. You can see the smug smirk of his face from this angle as he sinks down in front of you, taking your jeans off and freeing your legs so you stood before him in just his shirt and your underwear.

He takes his time coming back up, hands sliding up the skin of your calves, slowly up behind your thighs, stopping on your ass. He can’t help himself even in the middle of the night, giving the flesh a light squeeze that he knows always makes you laugh before stilling on your hips.

“Didn’t realise you’d be so late, baby.” He flicks the lights off, sinking you both into darkness as he guides you back to your bedroom.

“Neither. Took too long.” You can’t think about the events of the day, not when he’s kissing you all over, worshipping every bit of you he can reach before he tugs you down on the bed.

“What happened?” He wraps his arms around you, trailing his fingers up and down your leg as he pulls you flush against his body.

“Someone was just… they said some shit when I walked past. Nothing crazy, I just— “ You whisper all of it in confession. “People are just the fucking worst sometimes.”

“Who?” Franks voice drops lower, a tone you only recognise when he’s holding a gun.

“I don’t know them. It’s fine, I just don’t want to think about it anymore.” Frank grumbles something aggressive under his breath, and you have no doubt he’ll push you on it tomorrow, but for now his hands are too distracting, and the wet heat of his mouth under your jaw has you sighing his name. “Fuck, Frank.”

“It’s late, baby. Get some sleep— I’ll take care of you in the morning.” His words drip like honey down your spine, full of care and affection you wouldn’t think was possible from someone who used to be so hard and cold to you. Now, it was impossible to place him acting with anything but utter adoration with you.

You hum again, and as much as you want to roll over and show him how much you appreciate him, the simple touches and gestures of this moment are sending you drifting off to a place of complete relaxation. So much so that you can feel sleep creeping up behind your closed eyes, Frank still kissing you softly on the top of your head before tucking himself behind you on the pillows.

“Love you, Frankie.” You feel him puff out a breath at the nickname, his smile evident on your skin.

“I love you, sweetheart.” He replies back, and you drift to sleep, knowing Frank will always give you exactly what you need, even if it’s as simple as a good nights sleep.

—first hello. i want you to know this literally made me CRY. like tears were shed. you are the sweetest person ever i am actually a mess. i love hearing that the story has the ability to make you happy in any way, it’s all i ever wanted to do and i appreciate you so much! i am working on the next chapter, ngl i have been distracted watching the last of us and falling into a joel miller hole (he is just so fine i whfjeigkfj) BUT it’s coming!!!

—and i am in the same boat. i don’t want the story to end at all, and i think that’s why i’m putting off writing this next chapter. i know there’s one more after this, but i think i’ll have written everything i wanted to write for this series after the next two. so i think that will actually be it and i am EMOTIONAL! i think i’ll take a little break from series, because i miss writing one shots for frank BUT there is more series in the future, and i will definitely not stop writing for frank ever. he’s my number one forever and always.

—i’m so so sorry you’re having a hard time at the moment, but i hope this tiny lil moment right here helps a little!!! i’ve placed it in the SIAF world, and it’s literally the timeline right in between the last chapter and the next chapter, so i’m basically bribing you with this in hopes it’ll help until i finish the next chapter 😭

—okay i’ll stop ranting now, but as soon as i saw this ask i was like i need to write this right now because you deserve it. lots of love, and i hope things start to look up for you. xx

#frank castle #frank castle x reader #the punisher #frank castle x y/n #frank castle x you #marvel tv #the punisher x reader #the punisher x you #marvel #the punisher x y/n

[isekai-crow]

Doctor Elise / Royal Lady with a Lamp Episode 1

This episode (and really, the anime's existence as a whole) was a lovely surprise for me!

Overall Rating So Far: 8/10 - Definitely watching

Episode 1 was full of anime original content that fleshed out the idea of being reborn TWICE, rather than skipping over it and assuming the Viewer was familiar with the Genre that is Villainess Isekai.

The manhwa is one of those based of of a Korean light novel and turned into a webtoon, and has of course been adapted for the Japanese viewer with Japanese names and a Tokyo setting instead of Korea and Seoul.

It's also seems like your typical Villainess Redeemed story except IT'S REALLY GOOD AND HAS CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT.

I'm so happy to see it get recognition and an anime.

Since Elise is really the only main character we get in the first episode, here are the deets on her Voice Actor:

Ishikawa, Yui : Mikasa from Attack on Titan! Violet from Violet Evergarden! 2B From NieR!! Lihua from Apothecary Diaries!!

The fact that they got such a big name VA gives me hope that they're going to do this justice.

Maho Film, the studio making it, isn't such a huge name that it would be recognizeable, but they've made some lovely fluffy and fairly popular shows if you're into the isekai genre, so I'm happy with this in their hands and couldn't ask for more.

Spoiler Below the Cut!

Elise was a fantasy germany aristocrat / ex-queen who was killed by the one she loved, burned at the stake for her evil deeds. Her loved one's parting remark is that her father and brother are also dead, and this causes her final thoughts to be a wish to make up for all the pain she caused. (SPOILER: she kinda deserved what she got, but also I'm glad she gets a second chance.)

Episode 1 opens with this all laid out in dream format as she wakes up on an airplane. I think the only gripe I have so far is how much they jumped around? Don't get me wrong, the whole re-incarnation thing is only a few panels in the manhwa, so the decision to jump back in time to flesh out Elise's life as an orphan and a doctor in "Japan", is delightful, but then jumping backward even further to her child hood, then back to the 'present" with her colleagues, then BACK to her past life and then FORWARD AGAIN TO THE AIRPLANE...

It's... actually not all that confusing, but it feels unnecessary? They could have just opened with her backstory and gone through in chronological order, but I GUESS it kinda makes sense to open with an action scene to grab the viewers attention.

She's reborn as an orphan, and growing up without a family makes her appreciate the family she did have in her past life even more. She resolves to study and save as many lives as she possibly can, and she just so happens to be a genius when it comes to surgery, and is able to save hundreds of lives.

Unfortunately for her, and anime original, she saves an anime mom with your standard Dead Mom Hair from cancer, and seals her own fate to die, again, lmao.

LOOK AT THE HAIR-DO. IT'S THE DEAD ANIME MOM HAIR.

If you don't know what I'm talking about...

This is a death flag.

ANYWAYS

Plane crashes, and we get scenes of her knowing how to do field surgery and helping out victims of the crash!

(Where the hell did that stapler come from... That's not how staples work yo...)

And then completely unrealistically, we learn that she's been doing all this with a massive stomach wound as she vomits up blood and then passes out and dies for a second time, again wishing that she had been able to do more with her life.

I get that anime is a visual thing, but NONE of the passengers she helped saw her bleeding out?? NONE of them went, hey, maybe you should tend to yourself first? We get shots of BLOOD EVERYWHERE, I mean.. SOMEONE should have noticed? lmao

(Poor kid is going to be even more traumatized...)

Internal bleeding would have made way more sense, as would shock, but I guess those just aren't as visible.

OH RIGHT. A hilarious coincidence is that the airplane she was one was headed to Germany of all places. Her original world is basically fantasy Germany. This is a great little bit of anime only story additions, and now I need to keep an eye out for more German tidbits!

Capybara - "What is with Japanese people and assuming all Germans are Blonde with Blue Eyes? (See Beatrix from Zom 100)" Crow - "It's the left overs from teaming up with Germany in WWII, that's the only thing that didn't get wiped from the Japanese history books, the Aryan dream."

....I dont think those are the tidbits we're looking for, but I will be keeping an eye out for more German stuff!

She wakes up again, back in the body of Elise, on the day her punishment and grounding ends, and oh my heart when she walks into the dining room and gets to see her family for the first time in 25+ years...

Made me tear up a bit too. I'm so happy she's home.

Anyways, I look forward to the tropes of A Genius in a Child's Body, because Elise is like... mentally at least 50 at this point, while I think she's somewhere between 16 and 18 physically.

Also looking forward to more anime original content! This is gonna be a cute one!

ep2 ep3 ep4 ep5 ep6 <- these will eventually become links

#doctor elise #gekai elise #外科医エリゼ #anime winter 2024 #isekai #manhwa

[transmascaraa]

dahlia headcannons!

you've been in mondstadt for a while now, visiting a friend, and that deacon friend prepared something just for you...

crush!dahlia x gn!reader ft. venti, rosaria(jean and barbara mentioned once)

author's note: omg i'm not dead guys😝 btw happy orthodox christmas to the ones that celebrate it<3 anyways i finally got the motivation to write this dahlia confession hcs thing(it's a coincidence that it's today) so i hope you guys like it idk🤷

"thank you, Lord Barbatos, for making my wish come true."

-dahlia has been friends with you ever since you started visiting the Mondstadt church and you've made his heart skip a beat right then and there

-so he knew he was in love

-but he didn't know how to tell you

-nevermind, he wouldn't even tell you-if venti didn't interfere

-venti already knew that dahlia was in love with you, by his actions around you

-so he wanted to help

-he told him what to do, and even made up a whole church meeting about how Barbatos(definitely not venti himself) thought that the two of you would be perfect.

-rosaria knew it from the start, despite dahlia once trying to tell her about his crush but she just said that she knew.

-so the two of them set up that church meeting one day, hoping you would come, too.

-and that day finally came.

-every seat was taken/reserved, just the one next to dahlia was empty.

-he was sweating.

-he was nervous.

-he could hear his own heartbeat in the silence of the church.

-and you finally arrived.

-walking up to his seat

-"hey dahlia, can i sit here?" you didn't even look around to see if there were any other seats available.

-"oh, hey [name], sure!" his heart beating even faster.

-the two of you waited, until it started.

-venti raised his hand, wanting to say something to everyone.

-so he got up and stood at the altar(help is it called an altar)

-"so, dear people of Mondstadt, including me. i have some predictions and assumptions about you. if you'll allow me, i'll start." (their literal god without them knowing lmao)

-"first, you, rosaria, will have a friend of yours who will go through a really happy time." and rosaria nodded, with a wink, letting him know that it's according to plan.

-"jean, you will finally get a break from work. it will last at least a week." she nodded to him.

-"barbara, Barbatos will answer your prayers soon." and like that, he called out different people, until he got to dahlia and you.

-"and finally, the two of you... hmm... i see the two of you walking hand in hand out of this church! a couple! a perfect pair! don't you all agree? it's almost as if Barbatos himself made the two of you for eachother!" he said confidently, looking at everyone to confirm.

-everyone nodded and your face was covered in a red hue, hiding your face behind your hands, embarrassed.

-"u-uhm..." dahlia was blushing hard, also hiding his face, but behind his hat that he took off.

-"so, are the two of you gonna get together? i feel like both of you have feelings towards eachother! i need you guys to confirm, so i know do i make more assumptions like this or not!" venti was so impatient to see you say yes to him, knowing you told venti himself that you liked dahlia.

-"y-you first..." dahlia stuttered, looking at you with his eyes peeking above the hat.

-"uhm... a-as long as he wants to, i-i'll accept it..." you said as you blushed even more, but still trying to stay calm while looking back at venti.

-"so, dahlia, do you want to?" venti winked at him discreetly.

-"i-i do..." he said as he looked up at venti, trying to be confident, but failed miserably.

-"great, then it's settled! that's all i had to say, thank you all for coming to this church meeting just because of me! may Barbatos bless you all! have a good day everyone!" he exclaimed as he went back to rosaria to talk with her a bit, wanting to spy on the two of you, waiting for everyone to leave.

-"s-so... a-are we together now?" you whispered to him, still feeling embarrassed.

-"i-if you want to... i-i really do like you..." he looked down, feeling shy.

-"i accept, dahlia." you took his hand and kissed his cheek, leading him out of the church.

-he was flabbergasted.

-that whole moment, and you accepting his confession.

-that kiss...

-thank Lord Barbatos...

~~~~~

WOAH I FINALLY DID IT.

honestly i pretty much like this one but the next one will probably be with m!reader idk

i love dahlia so much he's so cute

#genshin #genshin impact #genshin headcanons #genshin imagines #genshin impact headcanons #genshin fluff #genshin dahlia #genshin impact dahlia #dahlia headcannons #gonna marry this vampire #sorry if he comes out as ooc🧍‍♂️ #dahlia #he's adorable i'm no liar abt that🙌

[wastemanjohn]

fic quiz

tagged by the wonderful @nameslikeguns, thank you!

1. How many works do you have on ao3? 38! Got two WIPs cooking so hopefully I'll hit 40 by the new year :)

2. What's your total ao3 word count?

226,530

3. What fandoms do you write for? Literally just SPN these days. I do tend to just write for one fandom for years at a time though!

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

when i'm down on my knees you're how i pray

someone forever warm

when i hear your lips make a sound

and if you crave it then you know that you are injured

i don't mean to suggest that i loved you the best

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not? Yes - eventually. I am always so happy and grateful for comments, they fuel me, but I'm bad at replying to them bc as @nameslikeguns said I can find it difficult to respond bc I find kind words hard to know how to respond to. IRL if someone compliments me I tend to just squirm lmao so my responses to comments are the online equivalent of that I guess! I tend to just scattergun reply to my whole inbox all at once when I feel brave enough.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Oh gosh; as someone who mostly writes angst this is really difficult to say! Most of my endings are *~angsty~*. but I guess the first that came to mind is i don't mean to suggest that i loved you the best.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? That's easy lmao. so many moving parts or maybe some unholy war, which is a fic I forget about because i wrote it so early on... but it has a happyish ending!

8. Do you get hate on fics? i don't know about hate but i've had the odd pass agg anon here and there who wanted to tell me my edgelording triggered their IBS or about how much they hate john. Just makes me lol tbh.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind? Is the pope Catholic... :) Yeah my fics are predominantly smutty but I don't write a lot of straightforward porn these days (I want to but the muse doesn't take me there). Wanky as this is going to sound I usually build the story around the smut so I can get horny and Make A Point at the same time. Works pretty well for me!

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

I used to write a ton of bandslash back in thr day and that quite often involved crossovers from different, er, bands. I'm not going to talk anymore about that though lmao.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen? Not fully stolen to my knowledge but there was a fic going around tumblr recently that had quite clearly borrowed heavily and too specifically from this fic to be a coincidence. The person in question when my friend investigated was actually a minor so... it felt really difficult to do anything about it lol, I'm not about to go after a child on the internet. So I just made a pass agg reblog of the original fic instead like "Hey recognise this?" like the mature and sensible adult I am. But BELIEVE the bee in my bonnet is still buzzing about that.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated? Yes in my previous fandom I had a few translated into Chinese and Russian! That was really cool.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before? Yes several back in my bandslash days... I wish I could refind my Franz Ferdinand girlies from LJ and confess that I was one of the people behind "the dark!fic" lmao. (Or maybe not bc I was like 14 and had no business being in that community or posting what I was posting).

14. What’s your all time favorite ship? John/the world. I want that old man to fuck everyone. Or possibly get fucked by everyone depending on where the mood is taking me.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? Serial killer John may be one of my roman empires and yet it lies in googledocs gathering dust. One of my resolutions for 2024 is to finish it.

16. What are your writing strengths? Ugh these questions make me feel so awkward lmao. I mean... I think I have quite a good range? Which is feedback I get quite a lot so hopefully there's some truth in it! And I think I'm quite good at imagery and emotional pacing ig? I'm not sure what else to call it. Also in the vein of common feedback anyway.

17. What are your writing weaknesses? SELF DOUBT. Honestly mate if I wasn't bogged down with that shit so much I'd be dangerous 🤪 It does make me write slowly and abandon a lot of stuff I start but I'm working on it. From a technical standpoint though I do struggle with plot. I think I'm more of a vibes/moment in time writer than an epic plot writer which does gall me lol. But yeah - I definitely struggle with longer works because I struggle with keeping things cohesive and overwriting/explaining then just overwhelming myself. Again, a resolution to work on for 2024. I also feel like I struggle with dialogue sometimes; if it doesnt magically come to me fully formed which is rare I'll really have to work at it. Trust me if you've ever written a dialogue heavy fic from me then just know that chances are said dialogue will have chopped and changed and been edited within an inch of its life.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic? I can only speak English sadly and have ultimate respect for people who write in a language that is not their first. That's just so amazing to me.

19. First fandom you wrote for? The White Stripes. Lmao. There were quite a lot of us back in the day.

20. Favorite fic you’ve written? Hands down i heard love is blind. sharp teeth dry heat and when the stiff wind blows are close seconds because i lived my goddamn truth with both of those fics 🥲 And I have a somewhat complicated relationship with what it is but I'm happy that it exists and i'm happy that it still does the rounds occasionally!

tagging @amiwritesthings @castratedsamwinchester @spnyuri @lovetranasction @beautyandthebeastiality @babybrothershaped and whoever else wants to do this idk who is and isn't writing atm lol

#tagged #my writing

[doodle17]

Hey, Doodle, happy Easter!!! I wanted to ask if you have checked out the Welcome Home Fandom? It's been growing very quickly and gaining a lot of traction. I'm really invested in it and can't wait for the story to update. One day, you must draw Morris and Wally doing the Spiderman pointing meme. I will pay you if I have to. Those two have a very scary resemblance.

LMAO I've seen a lot of stuff about it, but I haven't really had time or energy to watch anything for it. Someday, maybe, but the art block I've been experiencing trying to work on my DTIYS has me waaay to drained to do anything uuuuggghhh

Bute yeah, what the hell is up with the design they look SO SIMILAR I REFUSE TO BELIEVE ITS A COINCIDENCE

#Doodles rants #Psychonauts #welcome home

[0bstinate]

Do you have any batfam and/or bat ship fic recs ? 🥺

hey anon! sorry it took a while for me to answer this ask. but here are all the batfam / jaydick fics i've bookmarked on ao3:

batfam:

Five Times Jason Todd Saved His Brothers, and One Time They Saved Him by laceymcbain, reena_jenkins

summary:

“Did you know I was in here, or did you just blow up the place for fun?”

Damian didn't need to see Todd's face to know he was grinning under the helmet.

“It's not really a rescue unless something blows up. But if Bats asks, it was completely necessary."

commentary: amazing characterization, lots of BAMF Jason and family feels. also, the writing is very easy to follow and get immersed in!

Bird by Bird by laceymcbain

summary:

Bullets, knives, a three story fall, even a fucking crowbar hadn't managed to keep Jason down permanently, but Dick Grayson (and the rest of his "family") was going to kill him with kindness.

commentary: amazing characterization once again, the hurt/comfort is an added bonus, also i just really love how the author writes Jason lol

Incident, Coincidence, Pattern by laceymcbain, reena_jenkins

summary:

"If once is an incident, twice is coincidence, and three times is a pattern, what's four?" Tim asked.

"A mistake," Jason said between clenched teeth. "A big mistake."

commentary: i loved the start of the fic so much, the imagery was something i couldn't get out of my head

The Art of Bird Metaphor by lowflyingfruit

sumamry:

Batman works alone. Everyone knows that. What Jason's learning is that he also has a penchant for picking up strays. And while Jason's just your common or garden Gotham street rat, Bruce's other stray, Richard, is an ex-assassin for the Court of Owls. An ex-assassin for the Court of Owls who hates Jason's guts.

Adjusting to life in Wayne Manor was hard enough already.

commentary:

some batfam feels, i don't really remember much about the fic aside form the fact that it's one of the first batfam fics i've bookmarked lol

jaydick:

The Time After I'm Gone by GraySonOfGotham

summary:

Jason Todd, Robin, 15-year-old Boy Wonder meets Dick Grayson, Nightwing, 28-year-old Golden Boy, ten years in the future.

This is not the Jason Dick knows. This Jason is happy, spunky, has spirit and soul. This is the Jason Dick longs to protect, to reassure. This is the Jason of Dick's past.

But here he is now, oblivious to what future awaits him, and Dick does not have the heart to spoil the boy's happiness nor does he want to let him go to his fate.

commentary: this was THE jaydick fic anon. one of my most favorite fics that had me crying at 3 am from the angst and feels. this fic pretty much ruined me, but it's okay because it was THAT good! highly recommend reading!

copy by orphan_account

summary:

She said he would be thirteen years younger. Damian was planning to go after him in three. He showed up in one.

Damian's brother wants only one thing, to destroy Damian and take everything he has. One of those things just happens to be Dick Grayson.

commentary:

okay this fic is pretty twisted, so please check the tags for all the content warnings! the character study in this fic is amazing, the author made the antagonist very unnerving for a reason, and the overall dark theme had me binge reading this fic in one sitting lmao

Pretty Bird by Sevidri

summary:

Dick and Jason have a run-in with a sorceress. Things take a turn for the unexpectedly horrifying.

commentary:

the body horror was captivating! it's a short read, but you'll definitely think about the fic for a long time! (honestly wished the author made the fic longer)

A Love Triangle With The Same Person by Chrystie, kate882

summary:

Dick might have a bit of a thing for Jason, one of Red Hood's criminal underlings. But he's also already a little in love with Red Hood.

commentary:

i wasn't really into identity porn before, but this author changed my mind with how good this fic is! i highly recommend checking out their other works! the way they also wrote the romance between Jason and Dick is just *chef's kiss*

(that's it for now, i know i still have a bunch of other fics in my bookmarks but i can't really remember all of them, so hopefully these fics will suffice for now! make sure to read all the tags before reading each fic anon and i hope you have fun reading all of them!

feel free to chat/message me your thoughts about the fics! i'd love to talk about them with you!)

#anon #answered #i should really reorganize my tags tbh

[suitsusboth]

Hey, it’s the Anon obsessed with “Where the lovelight gleams” again! Just wanted to say I cackled at your recent post about being a dirty liar because “Love came back to me” updated instead! A note of appreciation for that chapter though, when Anthony said “Consider me”, I held my breath, my heart stopped, and I wanted him to tell her so badly that he loved her! Great work, thank you so much.

In the spirit of my usual preoccupation with “Where the lovelight gleams”, any word or snippet you could share with us about the next update? This AU has been such a saving grace, such comfort food and I look forward to it so much. For some reason I really want to see Kate and Anthony cooking in the cabin. Just like Beckett does for Evie! Btw hope your bf’s Super Bowl party went well- not sure if his team ending up winning! ❤️

hello!!!!

it's so nice to hear from you again! i'm glad it made you laugh, i felt so bad. i had all the intentions of updating love light next but... ah, yeah my mind focused in on the aftermath of chapter 17 since i've had it plotted for soooo long. i'm so happy it's been well received!

but i SWEAR love light it next. i'm actually working on it now ;)

bk borison recently re-released her lovelight series under her new publishing company (yay we love her continued success!) and mixed signals came with a snippet of the next book for charlie x nova and lets say..... it's made me feral. i want to re-read all the books again. they are my comfort. i can't wait for business casual to release.

i love this au i keep coming up with stories for basically all of the bridgerton siblings, and for kanthony once i finish this one. i really want to make this a large on-going series, so i'm glad someone else is enjoying as much as i do!

and if have asked, so you will receive! coincidently, i have a food orientated scene for this chapter lmao:

& thank you! he had a good bday even though they lost! i made a powerpoint of trivia about him for our friends and everyone enjoyed that along with the baby pictures — he was (happily) mortified

#where the love light gleams #kate's from north jersey in this fic #i was raised there for a couple years #soooo many people put ketchup on their eggs #i'm with anthony it is gross #all the hearts to you anon <3

[spacefunclubs]

I get what youre saying about it coming off too non b n bh like. I think it's cause it's all beavis no butthead, and having like a talking fire, and having a flashback all in one ep. Those are just things the og show didn't really do/do often? But I don't think every ep is gonna be like that, feels like an odd choice for them give us that as a preview.

I think so too! And Imma keep real with you, chief: I feel like the fire bit kinda ran its course.

Like, I get it, Beavis was literally banned from saying that bc of a kid burning down his house and killing his two year old sister and the media blamed it on B&BH (even though it turned out the kid never watched the show and his mom called the news first instead of calling the fire department LMAO) and MTV panicked and did just that. Sure, it was mentioned a few times in the 2011 season and Do the Universe, and Mike Judge seemed really happy about the ban finally being lifted, but the difference between that and the new episode was that in the former media, it was used sparingly. Having a whole episode dedicated to Beavis' obsession with fire seems like it's taking the bit a little too far, and honestly looks like something out of a Rick and Morty episode or something (though I will admit, the flashback of Beavis as a kid is really cute ♥️). Like the episode kind of gives me the vibes of "hey, we know Beavis wasn't allowed to say that back then, but now he can, so what if we did that in a whole episode, wouldn't that be fun?" it just felt like whoever wrote that episode was going too far and stretching it out for what it's worth. Like it's funny, but does it really need a whole episode? Not really, and I don't know why they chose that to showcase at the Comic Con panel yesterday, but I digress. I'm p sure Butthead might appear in that episode (my guess is that in the beginning of the ep, the two of them get into an argument and Beavis heads off his own way, and the whole fire thing is a hallucination of his), but again, as much as I love Beavis, Butthead deserves some recognition too, ya know?

It also kinda reminds me of the 2011 episode, Holy Cornholio, where it takes the whole Cornholio bit, which works better in a 5 minute episode like Vaya Con Cornholio or Buttniks or even a lil bit in both the movies, but not in a 22 minute long episode (aside from the Halloween special, which even that did better than Holy Cornholio). And hell, even THAT was showcased at the 2011 Comic Con panel, it's kind of a funny coincidence, lol.

I'm definitely NOT saying that the reboot is bad by any means. I'm still very much looking forward to it (and some of the episodes shown in the trailer look fun and still give me B&BH vibes!), and I know the first look isn't all that it is, but for now, the first look left me kind of mixed, and I know for sure that when it comes out, I'm gonna have a hard time sitting through this ep ndkfngn

#anonymous #ask #beavis and butthead #this is probably gonna be a really hot take but YEAH

[colsonlin]

The Second Coming of Jesus Christ

Note: Colson Lin’s Twitter profile has exactly 181 followers, which will be relevant. He recently used a different profile he created for his project to follow himself. Before these tweets, he had 180 followers. Please remember that Colson Lin is a Yale Law graduate. All of the empirical claims he makes about his life story are true and verifiable by the media.

The opening of Colson Lin’s Twitter profile:

1.

The Second Coming of Jesus Christ is about to post Riddle 1 of 42.

It’s from God.

I know you don’t really want to die. You just want the pain to be over. I know you got tired of America. I know it got hard to stay sober.

I’m going to blow your mind.

God is a woman.

Infinity?

2.

Hey, traphouse vandal:

Or like—

Try to help?

Jesus fucking Christ.

I won’t out you because I’m not a cult leader here to turn everyone against even a single one of you.

I’m literally here to help.

[Note: The above tweet was written at 4:44 AM.]

Oops?

Truth hurts.

—Lizzo

Nothing in the Universe is more Powerful than reality. Reality has a trick.

Reason.

Reasonable beings use intelligence to attach to reality.

Oh the cords get tangled for all sorts of bad reasons (Power!), but those bad reasons are smaller than Reality.

With time, Truth bites.

To be fair [to the traphouse vandal], I didn’t click [your profile].

After I clicked, I was hopeful again.

Hope I click for you too, buddy.

3.

I’m gonna laugh at the media if they try to bury the next few tweets in obscurity after I email them an outline of my philosophical postmodern-art project that challenges the status quo, by an LGBT child of working-class immigrants with a perfect SAT score and a Yale Law degree.

Don’t worry.

Y’all are off the hook for now.

I haven’t done it yet.

But pretty soon after I do?

I’m going to publicize the recipients in this thread.

Sorry for being a living, breathing 21st-century icon.

4.

I just realized.

Shared power means at least somebody should be verifying my work.

Given that I’ve apparently scared the fuck out of 99% of humanity so that nobody wants to engage with me…

Can the NSA just do it?

(Y’all establishment-media types—y’all trust them, right?)

💍

I am happy to communicate with any world leader through text or email.

Y’all know how to find me.

Hell, let’s hop on Zoom.

It’ll be a quick century.

Call me crazy.

But I’m smart enough to speak to you.

5.

@NSAGov

u up?

Here’s my phone number.

[Note: Colson Lin provides a phone number, but it is reacted from public view.]

Y’all can confirm every aspect of my life to check.

Don’t leak my phone number unless I do anything evil.

Y’all can go through all my texts and emails.

It really doesn’t feel fair to the rest of humanity, you know, for like one person to be this iconic.

And not famous.

lmao stoppp i’m literally just kidding y r u being so mean

I’m the sweetest girl in town so why are you so mean? When you gonna ditch that stupid ***** you got? It’s me you should be seein’

Sorry y’all.

I censored the word Satan, because he’s my enemy.

6.

Here’s how this Twitter will proceed:

When I want something, I’ll ask for it.

Literally anyone with a Twitter account can tell me if I’ve made an unreasonable request.

DMs are now closed.

Our book of wisdom will be for future humans.

Don’t worry.

“I’m good with languages.”

Languages spoken or studied: English, Spanish (middle school and high school), French (college), Arabic (college), Chinese (you’re racist).

I’m only missing one to hit the UN six.

Haha.

Oh wait.

What are the chances… my brother Ilya is Russian.

Wise people who can touch powerful wisdom using wise storytelling can touch God.

By the way, for some reason unlikely coincidences seem to stack up around them.

I think those are called “miracles,” but can anyone google it and check?

Hey humanity.

That was my first question.

Don’t worry.

Because I’m a kooky guy, I’ll answer your questions with either tweets or little creative videos.

But if I answer you, I’ll have to delete 1 of my older tweets.

So ask wisely.

If a bot farm fucks this up for all of humanity, Satan wins.

(I’ll literally give up.)

Let me make an empirical prediction supported by logical reasoning:

The hardest time to take me seriously is when:

(1) I have no social power. (2) The entire world isn’t talking about me. (3) Your coworkers. Your mom. Your spouse. Everyone.

And yet so many right now still do.

I’m trying to prove here that God can come out of the elites.

God can come out of world leaders. God can come out of federal workers. God can come out of journalists. God can come out of prisoners. God can come out of international criminals.

I have hope, y’all.

Don’t kill it.

By the way, I will artificially up my follower count to 181 by making one of my other Twitter profiles for this project follow me when I’m not in the mood to talk, when I’m too busy hanging out with friends and living my actual life because—

lmao y’all

This Twitter is literally just a fun hobby for me.

I’m a writer.

This is the most provocative Twitter thread in human history.

Anyone inside humanity can verify it.

7.

If you believe I can channel God, then not a single person in the world can up my follower count.

If you do, I will wait for someone to unfollow me before I talk in public again.

I’m not the Anti-Christ.

I’m the Anti-Twitter.

(Which means I’m pretty sure I just became cool.)

You know—

180 people defended the Alamo. (“Is that true?”)

180 is a perfect LSAT score. (“Is that true?”)

Truth is like a circle of perfection.

Everything outside=Satanic

The first person to follow me and bring me to 181 followers will fuck up the Bible.

So don’t do it.

;)

In the spirit of the idea I just had tonight, I will announce a change of plans.

“A Stick of Dynamite in the American Elite” is a book that will now grow indefinitely.

But I will maintain the Twitter at meaningful numbers.

Which means…

You got it.

This Twitter self-deletes.

Does anyone know how to use Twitter search and take screenshots?

In the meantime, I have a riddle for humanity.

Do you have what it takes to survive?

Postmodernists vote “yes.”

Nihilists vote “no.”

Just kidding.

🤭 oig I'm like so funny

I’m never gonna reveal how to vote.

Yes No

8. [Note: This is a lucky number in Chinese. Colson Lin was born in Shanghai, China. He is the illegitimate bastard child of China’s most iconoclastic philosopher whose writings had a significant influence on the Communist Party of China’s policy in the 1990s. The philosopher is married to a successful mainstream film director named Hu Mei.]

I’m, like, not a real person. I’m a fictional character on an HBO show called “A Stick of Dynamite in the American Elite” that tells the preposterous story of the bastard child of China and the favored son of America coming together to be the Second Coming of Jesus Christ. but—

So anyway—it’s May 26, 2023.

You know.

The day after Jesus 2.0 was born.

How’s everyone’s Boxing Day going?

Meritocrats?

Y’all doing well? (I heard “Yale Law” and “LSAT” trended on Twitter today; random…)

You know what came out on Boxing Day half a century ago?

Google it.

My name is Colson Lin and I got a 1600 on my SAT, bitch.

But I’m gonna inch my number of videos and images up to 1610 before bringing it back down to 1600.

Because I’m from Houston, y’all.

The moon was your first international dynamite.

Beyoncé was your second.

“I’m your 3.”

Hey guys.

If I is 1.

II is 2.

What does 111 stand for?

9.

Tomorrow night on “A Stick of Dynamite in the American Elite”:

The Second Coming of Jesus Christ watches a Netflix show called “Beef.”

It was the first time he has seen so many Asian-Americans.

He has thoughts.

“They’re flatter, fewer-dimensional renditions of the people I’ve met and know. God’s coming out of all of them except the Satanic elite Wal-Mart lady (but I’m only on episode two). Wow. I bet when she and her Japanese husband are bored, they’d watch HBO’s A STICK OF DYNAMITE—”

Tomorrow.

Only on HBO:

“A Stick of Dynamite in the American Elite” found God by breaking the meta.

It’s the show that doesn’t make sense for anyone in Netflix’s “Beef” to have known or heard about.

Because it would break the meritocracy.

Introducing:

“The Lotteracy” by CL.

If you’re too impatient to see the HBO episode:

Read it in real fucking time.

Every Friday night.

Only on @dumatology.

A time-stable book about God, written on Twitter over the course of a summer (“The Summer of the Second Coming”) on Twitter, in 16 chapters.

Backwards.

💍

Spoiler alert:

God is trying to rise out of every tribe at the same time.

The results are Satanic.

Y’all need a leader.

;)

Do you want your leader to be Godly or Satanic?

Wait.

Does God exist?

Holy shit, you guys!

That tweet went up at exactly 2:12 AM on May 26, 2023.

Tell me something:

Am I just a really, really good storyteller?

Or can my brother Ilya see that I’m channeling all of this in real time, because K. from TH Rogers spontaneously texted me to recommend—

The Bible made God boring. Postmodernity made God boring. God is boring.

IQ Test:

Which of the above is true?

“A Stick of Dynamite in the American Elite” is bringing God back to postmodernity.

Yo elites—

Who among y’all ready to click on this video?

2023

[patchwork-crow-writes]

So hey! Apparently it was Undertale's 7th Birthday a few days back, and it's almost (already has?) been a year since Deltrarune Chapter 2 was inflicted upon the world. With that in mind, and in commemoration of this auspicious occasion, I have taken it upon myself to compose a short piece of fiction. Please enjoy :)

Something exploded off on the far side of the royal library. Ralsei didn't even look up from his book. The hope had been that she might have calmed down by now...

'Hey Ramsey Guess What'

Perhaps if he read harder, she'd get bored and go away. This was the third wall she'd destroyed in the past hour, and he really didn't want to have to repair the castle a second time. He focused his gaze so fixedly upon the words in front of him that they almost caught fire.

'My Internal Clock Informs Me That It Has Been One Year Since I Was Crowned Ruler Of This Supply Closet/Castle Isn't That Cool Rudolph'

The prince sighed, snapping his book shut and returning it to its shelf with his scarf. He looked up at Queen, who had decided in her infinite wisdom to perch up on one of the tall shelves, balancing on one leg like some mechanical trapese artist.

'It... it hasn't even been a day...?' he said, knowing full well this inconvenienct fact would be ignored.

'Somebody Should Initialise deliciouscake.Exe To Mark The Occasion Don't You Think'

'Err, that could be... well, we DO have some excellent chefs in Castle Town, I'm certain one of them will be happy to-'

'No I Have Already Decided That You're Going To Do It' she replied with an imperious laugh.

Ralsei's glasses nearly fell off his nose. 'M-m-me?! B-but I... I'm very busy right now Queen, what with admin, expansion of the castle... (and not to mention the reconstruction work...)'

Queen's visor lit up with an array of question marks. 'Don't You Have: Guys (Peons) To Do All That'

'N-no, I... err...'

'I'll Forward You Some Of Mine For A Bit/Now Chop Chop This Cake Isn't Going To: Install Itself Is It Rufus'

'...I'll go fire up the cauldron.'

'No You Won't LMAO'

He froze in place. '...dare I ask why...?'

Queen laughed again, leaping down from her perch. 'I May Or May Not Have Tried Drinking From It And Now It: Won't Respond/Not Even Tasque Manager Could Get It To Run'

'...no, of course. Of course. Why'd I bother asking...?'

'What Was That Rousseau'

Ralsei forced a smile. 'I SAID, I'd be happy to make it by hand. Wh-what sort of-?'

'I Shall Print Off Detailed Instructions For You To Follow/Even A Non-Computer Idiot Could Follow Them/Any Questions'

He looked down. 'Y-yes, why are your feet smoking like that...?'

'Sorry Can't Hear You Over How Cool These New Jet Boots Are Kthxbye'

And with a scream of fire and smoke, Queen rocketed away, obliterating another wall and leaving scorch marks on the lovely carpet he'd only laid yesterday.

...on reflection, perhaps a spot of baking was just what he needed to soothe his frayed nerves.

Additional Notes: In truth I wanted to do this sooner, to coincide with the Queen's platinum jubilee, but I was busy and stuff. Given recent events, I'm not sure this timing's much better really. No offence is meant, this is just intended as a bit of lighthearted fun to celebrate one year since Chapter 2 released. Also I plan to write continuations to this semi-frequently, mainly involving several characters from Deltarune trying to, err, 'help' fluffy boy make a cake for Queen's one-day jubilee. I have ideas for how these will play out, but if you wanna field any suggestions my way, please do, in whatever manner is easiest. Could be a fun little exercise in author/reader collaboration, couldn't it? All that said, thanks for reading, and have a fantastic day :)

#fiction #fanfiction #deltarune #ralsei #queen deltarune #undertale 7th anniversary #chapter 2 anniversary #part one #open to suggestions #I will contunue this #...someday

[shmeddieshmunson]

hey silly little goose, m just playing with you. i know what you meant hehehe. m never seriously offended by anything you say don’t overthink with me. i’m very open communication so anything i don’t like WILL get pointed out, just so fun to tease you when you get a lil embarrassed :p

yeah i’m pretty sure that’s what is going on because my coworker came to work sick, got my friend sick and then me. i already don’t like said coworker so she’s walking a very thin line.

it took me forever to type this out cause i do these little happy stim things (like i shake my head a little rlly fast or i shake my hands) and i did them so much just now.

isn’t that a coincidence i am also small and have weight i’ll just lay across you :D LMAO i want one of the dinosaur ones from target bad, or one of the ones you can heat up cause that would be so fucking cozy.

you telling me you’re going to melt also made it 1000% worse because jfc you are the cutest fucker. all confidence and charisma till you get a compliment then you’re a little squish ball.

also the little ahoy. literally whacking you with a pillow shUSHHHH

-🖤

I absolutely ✨will✨ overthink, but thank you for the reassurance. Love direct communication so thank you 😍😍 you are allowed to tease me though I suppose, I'll try to survive 😅

Fuuuuuuck damn. Bitch can't even keep her germs to herself???

Fuck that's so cute like 🥺 because of me?? You're so cute goddamn

Absolutely magnificent, please come just squish me and don't get up.

DONT CALL ME OUT LIKE THAT I'll get really nervous... Shushing....

#black heart anon #rikoreplies