#i can’t write anymore LOL

[vampyrsm]

He wasn’t meant to be this late. He was meant to be home over 3 hours ago but work kept piling up, and villains kept popping up out of nowhere. It was like they were purposely trying to fuck with him and his plans.

Bakugou can’t help but slam the car door before he’s stomping up the gravel driveway towards his house. The lights are out, which really isn’t a surprise when it’s 11:23pm. He knows you’re asleep, and he knows you’re going to be upset he fucked up the date both of you planned for Valentine's.

Bakugou’s quiet as he moves around the house, switching on the kitchen lights whilst he goes about unpacking his bag; washing the dirty dishes and ensuring the dishwasher is ready to go.

“Kats?” A quiet voice calls, riddled with sleep and his stomach swoops and drops whilst he’s bending down to get to something in his bag. His back to you, but he can already imagine what expression you have on your face. “You’re home late.”

Finally, he turns, you’re dressed for bed. Your arms crossed over your chest to keep yourself warm — or maybe you’re closing yourself off from him. It makes his heart ache, he should’ve sent you a text. “‘m sorry baby. Work got so hectic and I—”

He stops talking when you step up to him, and his eyes follow yours to the bouquet of your favourite flowers in his hand. Right, he was going to put them in a vase and start this whole thing over for tomorrow instead. Who cares if it’s a day late, it’s the thought that counts… right?

“It’s okay,” and you grace him with one of the smiles that makes his heart patter against his chest, making his inside fuzzy and warm. “Let me put these in water, then we can go to bed. Yeah?”

Katsuki is already nodding along with your words, letting you take the bouquet from his hands to fish out one of the vases you keep stored for whenever he brings you fresh flowers. Wordlessly he lets you take his hand, guiding him through the dark and up the stairs towards your shared bedroom.

His heart aches again at the sight of the candles that had been lit at one point. There’s even a box of his favourite chocolates on his bedside table beneath a single rose, he never told anyone but you that he had a little bit of a sweet tooth when it came to novelty chocolates. But he can’t seem to linger too much on the guilt of letting you down when you help him undress from his work clothes.

And when he’s finally laid down in bed, his entire body aches for a long night of sleep but he still can’t ignore the nagging feeling in the back of his mind. He reaches for you blindly in the dark, and as if you sensed his motives you let him take your hand to pull you closer. Your face now just inches from his, he thinks he can see the way your eyes are trying to search his face in the darkness.

“I really am so sorry,” he strokes a flyaway hair away from your cheek, “I fucked up, huh? Had all that shit planned out and I just-” A kiss to his lips is enough to silence him, just an innocent peck that despite being so short-lived was packed with an unbelievable amount of love.

“You’re an idiot, you know that?” A snort of a laugh when he pulls his head back to look at you; to make sure he actually heard you correctly. “You know I could never be upset about you being caught up with work. Other people need you too.”

Katsuki seems to ruminate on your words, his fingers drawing patterns on your upper arm. You’ve always had a way of telling him what he needs to hear when he doesn’t realise it, he knows you’d never be upset at him for being a hero. “Fuckin…—love you.” It’s a mumble, an abashed one at that which earns him a smile he can see even in the dark.

Another kiss that lasts a little longer, your head settling so close to his that your noses are touching. “Get some sleep, there’s always tomorrow.”

“Say it back.” He grumbles, tucking your face into his neck and his chin digging into the crown of your head. He sounds like a child but he doesn’t care, not when he feels your fluttering laughter and the way you squeeze him a little tighter in your arms.

“Love you too, Kats.”

#— alex rambles #— bkg drabble #bakugou x reader #i hate this 👍🏻 #i can’t write anymore LOL #but i wanted to post something

[crybaby-bkg]

cw: yandere reader, implied stalking, implied drugging, dubcon

hello………have u ever considered being yandere and convincing yourself that you and Deku are actual soulmates, and he just doesn’t know it yet. you try to get his attention for so long, through so many different ways (you try to become a hero, and then a villain, and then a helpless civilian and then—) and he just. never really notices you.

so you take matters into your own hands. you get him down somehow, when it’s late and not enough important people catch onto it until you’ve already gotten him. trapped him somewhere far that’s hard for most to find, tied up and at your mercy.

he’s so cute when he wakes up confused and groggy, asking, what’s going on, who are you, what is he doing here? but you can’t let him know your plans too early on, so you only sit on the bed beside him, smiling, running a hand up his naked stomach (when did you undress him?).

all hell breaks loose when he tells you that he doesn’t remember you, that you need to let him go, he doesn’t know you, you won’t get into much trouble for doing this. and that—and that’s heart wrenching? earth shattering?

how does your soulmate just not remember you, know you, love you as much as you love him? it stings more than cold metal slicing your flesh, and you cry. you cry so fucking hard into your hands at the rejection, defeated sobs wracking your body as he valiantly tries to calm you down.

so Deku, ever the kind and gracious hero that he is, comforts you. he coos to you, negates all your whining about how you must be too ugly for him, how you’re not good enough for him. he doesn’t realize the monster he’s enabling with his words until it’s too late.

he thinks he may be too kind for his own good, because in only a few moments, your tears have dried up and you’re perched on top of his chest. you look down at him with big, glassy eyes, head tilted as you cup his freckled and warm cheeks in your hands.

“You think I’m pretty?” you ask quietly, and he knows, he knows he shouldn’t cater to you. but Deku’s not a liar despite the circumstances he’s put in, and he’s sure if you would’ve approached him normally, he would’ve been interested in you.

“So pretty.” He whispers out in a rushed breath. the rest of his words get lost in his throat, his plea to be released, because you’re climbing over him. you only wear his shirt (when did you break into his apartment? how didn’t he notice? he just wore that shirt last night?) and a pair of underwear that you’re sliding to the side. you look at him with starry eyes that hold more adoration than he’s comfortable to look back at.

“Is…she pretty, too?” you ask, your voice low as if you’re scared of anyone else hearing you. Deku tries to look away, but you don’t let him, gathering the crown of his hair to force him to look at you between your legs, your other wrist holding your underwear away, fingers stretching your lips until your hole is exposed.

“Answer me.” you try to snap but your voice is so wobbly, so unconvincing for a stronger man. Deku doesn’t think he’s all that strong in the moment.

“Prettiest one I’ve ever seen.” He tries to convince himself he’s lying just to appease you, but the twitch of his cock tells him otherwise. you let out a breath of laughter, a grin so wide on your face it unnerves him and also makes him a little harder.

“Kiss her then, if it’s so pretty.” You tell him with a jut of your chin, scooting up until you hover directly over his mouth. Deku splutters, hesitates, tries to close his eyes. but he finds himself kissing back when you sit on his face, and he thinks—he thinks he might be a sicko for how there isn’t much coercion to devour you after that.

#this is a **** and twisted idea I fear #I had to write this literally like three times bc it was so hard to get out n convey #but I love it sm 😔 #just being so obsessed with him that you have to have him to yourself #make him understand the obsession #make it a mutual thing #omg what if u lose the obsession after a while and just kinda. free him. #and he’s so confused bc he’s so used to your constant attention and he just can’t handle #not being your center anymore #and he becomes the yandere in the end #DOES THIS MAKE SENSE idk bc im on sleep meds and drowsy LOL #anyway posting this now and q’ing for the morning! #—new treat in the streets! 🍫 #deku treats! 🍬

[quinn-pop]

yet another oc that only exists because i wanted to write something very specific

(middle is a little older, hence her scar healing. i like to think she gets a glass eye at some point)

anyway this is mira! (they/she) since that wip is almost 20k words and counting i won’t give away too much but long story short she’s the result of meta going “one last time, i promise” and adopting yet another kid

also galaxia kinda indirectly picked the name :)

i’ve mentioned before that i headcanon that pretty much all astrals are autistic and this is just kinda an extension of that. whereas meta tends to suppress his emotions and conform to others, mira…doesn’t. she gets uncomfortable and upset and lashes out at people easily, and working through their emotions is no small task.

the main reason i chose to write them that way was for the sake of narrative but i’ve grown attached to it because there’s a lot of ideas there i’d like to explore. stuff about navigating emotions and relationships when existing is so suffocatingly uncomfortable. it’s not something i could center around Kirby himself, but i think it makes sense with a post character development meta knight.

they are very loved (omg oldee cameo???)

kirby was definitely very excited to have younger siblings after being used to being the youngest in the room for so long!! (with the like. one and only exception being gooey.) he’s super affectionate with both of them and wants to have a close relationship one day, but for now mira is pretty unappreciative of that fact lol. they don’t like being pestered for hugs

everyone else is okay tho

(i know that’s hard to read. oops. “obvious bite marks”. siblings being siblings.)

mira also has a very love/hate relationship with the egg kid, being so close in age they kinda Have to get along but in typical sibling nature they also fight a lot. sure it’s probably rough for a while but i think in the end they’d be good buddies. maybe not as close as Kirby and Bandee but still.

anyway i have a lot of thoughts and am very busy but. i’m really enjoying writing about all this lately it’s been fun ^^

#I picked a name and then proceeded to write a comic in pen in which i used that name and posted it #and only after all that did i learn that mira is becoming a very popular name. which i generally avoid #but oh well. it’s stuck #im gonna be completely honest a lot of how i pick names for characters is based off of how many puns i can make out of it #im sorry to disappoint you with that information /j #kirbyposting #my art or something #meta knight #kirby #king dedede #metadede #Kirby oc #semi future au #I swear i’ll introduce oldee one day im just bad at having drawing ideas #also trying very hard to not make self deprecating comments over some of this art cause i just. don’t really want to spend forever redrawing #stuff anymore. like I used to do for a lot of these posts. It’s whatever #anyway kinda a part two to yesterday’s post (as in: I made sure they were both ready at the same time so i could queue them together lol) #weirdly enough this isn’t all that different from my dmk interpretation #i can’t really decide what color she is either #part of me wants to say bright blue red eyes because i think that would look absolutely sick but that seems like a bit too much blue #all things considered #maybe bright yellow blue eyes idk ill figure it out later (maybe)

[simgerale]

me after attempting to get back into sims and realizing i had a lot more to do than play the game

#hi everyone #I’m going around hugging you all #okay now that we are gathered here today #i will simply acknowledge that i have been gone for a very long time and then also acknowledge that maybe it was for the best #i relied on sims to be my only creative activity even if i tried to write a book at the same time #and also. i prioritized sims over real life responsibilities. that’s just a deadly combination lol #but I recently noticed I just replaced sims with Netflix. with YouTube. with anything that gave me quick dopamine #literally became addicted in a sense. still am but I’ve been cut cold turkey from most everything #I get off work and go. okay I’ve done the dishes and the laundry……..I could read or write or bake…. #I try to write and sometimes i get a good hour #then I read for a few hours and then get tired of it #and I made cookies Tuesday so I’m waiting for those to be gone before baking again #I’m just so pitiful that I feel BORED and don’t know what to do #so I said….. okay what if I do sims for an hour. #I downloaded some new cc Tuesday and tried to play yesterday #y’all ……………….. I can’t find the energy anymore to set up elaborate scenes and pose my sims and plan posts #I said wow… this is boring without my intervention and fake story #I said wow…….. all this for what? for tumblr? yes I created cool things and provided joy. but is that inherintly important compared to my #own joy? my own everyday activities I should be doing? #y’all I do not leave the house unless we got out to eat or shop or travel to our parents #.. I have little desire to. I’m trying to find that desire #but my husband is busy with grad school and work and I don’t want to do anything by myself #I’ve found myself in one heck of a slump #I didn’t want to be human for awhile. just had no desires no interests no ambitions #I was slacking off SO HARD at work. I just had no drive to do well #I’m still working on it. I’m still trying to get caught up. I’m still trying to force myself to move every day. #but I am struggling y’all. and I can tell you that sims… sims isn’t helping rn but I want it to so bad. I want to get back into it #I didn’t mean to disappear on everyone. I got married and then life got busy and then I fell into this hole of nothing #I didn’t even WANT to crawl my way out. but my husband has helped a lot. I feel like such a child!!!! #I reached max tags. 🙃 bye love you all. till next time

[finniestoncrane]

said to my counsellor that i wasnt built for friendship because everyone always eventually just. stops speaking to me and she went “ok why do you think that is?” and then when i finished my dumb sad list she went “ok so maybe you aren’t good at friendship” and i. have never regretted spending £50 more in my life lol

#A RANT IN THE TAGS MY GOD I DIDNT EVEN REALISE I AM WRITING THIS WARNING RETROSPECTIVELY #£50 to feel like never trying to speak to anyone again or forge any connections THANKS RUTH #Ruth remember when I said that every friendship I’ve had I’ve never truly known if it’s a friendship or if it’s one sided #remember when I told you that my friend groups always had people who had a favourite and I was never the favourite #remember when I told you that several friend groups have disbanded but not really they actually just made new spaces without me? #remember that? remember my trauma? remember? #because I DO!!! #I was not born to have friends I don’t think #I can’t even make friends with other autistic people or other weird people or other queer people #I don’t even think I could make friends with a clone of myself #this is so guy wrenchingly isolating lol #like girl what do you want from me? keep everyone at arms length like I used to? #try not to let myself get attached to people in case they decide they don’t want to be close to me anymore? #please it is not great advice Ruth #THE WORAT PART is that I literally was like ‘I don’t message too much because I’m overbearing’ #and she asked where the proof was #and all I had was the complete dissolving of any relationship where I tried or tried too hard #so now I’m left in this confusing space of do I message too much or not enough because I have no happy medium #and she knows SHE KNOWS I also have energy issues and executive dysfunction stuff going on #and I know she is just trying to help and get me to think about this stuff #but it was just not the time lmao #finnie shouts into the void

[luvjunie]

yk that whole thing they say about how artists make better music after going through a breakup/something traumatic? bc it’s like the sadness just elevates their craft, but when they’re happier or in a better place in life their music doesn’t hit as hard? (shitty asf ik but hear me out)

it makes complete sense now, like i 100% understand. i was goin through my google docs and my old wattpad and stumbled across some of the stuff i used to write a few years back, (coincidentally around the time my mom passed) and GODDAMNNN I WAS NOTHING BUT A FEW SKIN TONES FROM WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE THAT SHIT WAS FIRE 😭 mind boggling how even tho i’m older now, with more knowledge and experience, my writing was better back then (to me)

my brain is lowkey pudding now lmaoo

#no more canon events pls 💀 literally just trying to make a point #i was so poetic i can’t even write like that anymore wtf #i did take a ginormous hiatus when i got in with some crowds tho so that’s lowkey on me LOL

[stuckasmain]

Still learning that sometimes it’s ok to drop projects and fics, even if it hurts and is kinda “ok so I wasted two weeks trying to focus on this and then doing absolutely nothing for nothing”

I had a bunch of ideas outright. They’re all great and I still think they’re great but I just missed the opportunity I think. That peak pocket of interest and inspiration where I could’ve made them.

It was a small fixation to start with

#anyways yall will not have to hear me complain and be frustrated anymore so yippie I guess lol #idk getting mad about what could’ve been while acknowledging it’s probably best for me to move on #and it’s not like I can’t just save the ideas for that nebulous ‘maybe someday’ you know? #executive dysfunction #writers block #writing

[goldnskyart]

Skateboards and jam chapter 4/4

Finally this is it, the last chapter (for now at least) writing this has brought me a lot of joy so I hope reading it has done the same for you <3 also special thanks to @princeinsecurity for beta reading all of this and not letting me embarrass myself with my horrendous grammar

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Virgil got more and more comfortable in Roman’s presence, and after a while he enthusiastically participated in the conversation. No one would’ve guessed they were strangers just a few hours ago. Neither of them quite realized how long they had been sitting there until the street lights flickered on. “Oh shit, is it that late already?” Virgil exclaimed. “I should probably be going before I miss my bus.” He smiled sadly at the other and jumped back up on his feet. “Alright, well I’ll follow you there.” Roman also got on his feet and gave him a smile, this was the happiest he’d been in a long time and he really didn’t want to part with him until it was absolutely necessary. Seeing the skater smile at him still made him weak in the knees, he didn’t understand how anyone could be that beautiful or how he could be lucky enough to see it so many times. He didn’t know if it was possible to fall harder than he already had, but if it was, he certainly did every time he saw that smile.

Virgil brushed the dirt off his pants and picked up his board before they started walking, by now the air was chilly. It was clearly going towards autumn, but there was still some time to go before the leaves started to change color. Roman shuddered a little. “I really didn’t plan to be out this late, huh?” He chuckled, rubbing his hands along his bare arms. Virgil held out his skateboard towards him. “Could you hold this for a moment?” Confused, Roman nodded and clumsily took it in his left hand, it felt heavier than before. Without saying a word Virgil slid out of his hoodie and gently placed it over Roman’s shoulders before taking his board back. “I- oh, thank you.” He mumbled, looking away as he pulled the hoodie closer, his face slowly turning a bright red. It was warm and smelled like him, how could his stomach not be filled with butterflies? “Won’t you get cold now though?” He really didn’t want to give it back, but he also didn’t want the skater to be cold. “Nah don’t worry, I’m still wearing a whole lot more than you were,” Virgil chuckled, pretending that he didn’t also feel his cheeks heat up. He didn’t know what got into him to make him do that, but seeing Roman in his hoodie made him lose his breath, shyly looking away to try and calm himself before glancing back. They walked beside each other in silence for a bit, both a little too flustered to start the conversation back up. If Virgil hadn’t been holding the board, Roman might have reached for his hand.

He had no idea where they were going, heck he barely knew there were buses here, he was just following Virgil. As they got closer he noticed several pass by, the skater sighed and pulled his phone out of his back pocket. “God damn it, I just missed it..” He groaned. “The next one isn’t for another hour.” He rubbed his forehead, annoyed. At least he hadn’t missed that one, the last one of the night, or he would’ve had to walk home. “I’ll wait with you.” Roman smiled at him, an excuse to get to hang out with him more. He thought about inviting him to stay at his place, but figured that’d be moving a bit too fast even by his standards. “It’s not like I have anywhere to be anyway.” He chuckled a little, it was starting to get pretty late and he was getting tired, but tried to just shake it off. He was more than happy to sacrifice some sleep to be around Virgil for even just a little longer. “Well if you want to I won’t protest” Virgil smiled shyly, making his way over to his usual spot. The road wasn’t heavily trafficked, but still a bit too loud for him to comfortably sit right beside. So he had found himself a spot a bit away, but still close enough to both hear and see what was going on. He basically dropped down the skateboard before sitting down, leaning against the chilly wall. Roman soon followed, sitting down right next to him, legs criss crossed and hoodie still over his shoulders. Maybe it was a little too close, but Virgil didn’t seem bothered so he figured it was fine.

Roman yawned, watching as the skater pulled out his phone and started scrolling through tiktok. They just sat there watching video after video in silence for a bit, most of them were either animals, pro skaters or makeup. Not too unlike what he might watch himself, just a little darker. However, it didn’t exactly help him get less tired. After a while he let his cheek gently rest on the other’s shoulder, and dozed off pretty quickly. Virgil tensed up a bit upon feeling him rest against his shoulder, any touch sent an electric wave through his entire body, making his heart race. Glancing over he realized Roman had fallen asleep. With a wide grin growing on his face, Virgil tried to resist the temptation to plant a soft kiss on his head. Putting his phone down on the ground he just leaned back against the wall, letting the butterflies dance in his stomach. He wondered what kind of strange dream this was.

Virgil was just quietly enjoying the others' presence until his mind started to race again, realizing they never exchanged numbers or anything, he’d have no way to contact him again once he left. A slight panic took hold of him. He really didn’t want to wake him up until he had to, but he also couldn’t risk never getting to see him again, not after all of this. Closing his eyes for a moment he took a deep breath, trying to come back to his senses. He remembered he’d seen Roman carry a pen in his pocket sometimes- maybe he did today too. Moving ever so slightly he caught a glimpse of the one closest to him, and he was in luck, not only did he have it, it was also halfway out of his pocket because of the way he was sitting. Virgil smiled a little to himself and very slowly reached out a hand to grab it, careful not to wake him up by moving too much. Taking hold of the pen, he pulled an old receipt out of his own pocket and pressed it against his leg as he wrote, before nearly folding it and putting it back in Roman’s pocket along with the pen. Figuring he would find it at some point.

Finally breathing a sigh of relief, he gently rested his head on Roman’s, thankful he had a whole energy drink earlier, or he might have also fallen asleep. He just stayed there for a bit, enjoying being this close to him. At this point the light was disappearing quickly, fading into a soft purple and pink sunset. It was like something out of a movie. Virgil gently blew some air into the other's face, hoping he’d wake up just from that. “Morning sunshine” he teased, noticing him slowly opening his eyes again “you almost missed the sunset”.

Roman’s face turned a couple shades brighter realizing he’d been sleeping on his shoulder, and for quite a while too, judging by the change in light. But Virgil didn’t seem to mind. Actually a slight smile danced on his lips as he watched the sun disappear behind the trees, oh he was beautiful. The sunset was nice too, stunning even, but it still couldn’t compare to Virgil. His smile always made his heart try to jump out of his chest but this was something different, he just looked content in a way he hadn’t seen before, the soft light bouncing on his face just highlighting his beauty. “Yeah, it’s gorgeous.” Roman yawned, barely trying to hide that he wasn’t really paying attention. Shuddering a bit and pulling the hoodie tightly around him. Virgil was starting to feel a little chilly as well but it shouldn’t be too long now so he’d manage, besides it’s not like he could take his hoodie back now when Roman was all comfy in it. Not to mention how cute he was in it, just looking at him made him feel all soft inside.

Picking his phone up off the ground he checked the time and sighed a little, it was time to start moving. “Well looks like I should start to get going-“ he stretched a little before starting to get back onto his feet. It would’ve been nice to stay longer, but well all good things gotta end at some point right? Virgil brushed the dust off of his black jeans and checked that he hadn’t forgotten anything, before picking his board back up. Roman rubbed his eyes under his big round glasses, moving them up onto his forehead for a moment. “Already?” He smiled sadly at the other, before starting to get ready to stand back up. “Not my fault you slept through most of it-“ the skater teased “it won’t be here quite yet but better safe than sorry.. Well, it was nice meeting you.” He gave him a shy smile and slowly started to turn around.

Quickly Roman bounced to his feet. “Wait!” He exclaimed. “Just one more thing!” A gust of wind gently moving his hair out of his eyes. “Can I kiss you?” He just blurted it out without really thinking. Virgil immediately stopped in his tracks and turned to face him. Thoughts were racing in his head and yet they were all drowned out by the sound of his heart beating loudly in his chest, was this real?! Was this something that was actually happening? He just stared at him with wide eyes for a moment. Oh shit, he should probably say something before it was too late and he changed his mind. “I- uh yeah, sure.” He awkwardly stuttered out. A wide grin grew on Roman's face. Not wasting any time he leaned in and pressed their lips together, one hand resting on Virgil’s neck and the other holding on to the hoodie draped over his shoulder, not wanting to drop it. He couldn’t quite believe it, he finally got to kiss him. Virgil's eyes somehow widened even further at the touch, even though Roman asked, he still hadn’t been convinced he’d actually do it. Maybe he was just messing with him or something. But clearly he wasn’t. Getting over the initial shock he embraced the butterflies dancing in his stomach, slowly closed his eyes and kissed him back. Instinctively his free hand reached for the other, but not knowing where he should place it it was left just hovering in the air between them.

After what felt like an eternity to Virgil, but in reality only was at most a couple minutes, he pulled away. “I should- uh I have to go..” His face quickly turning several shades of red, he avoided Roman’s gaze as he turned around and left to the bus stop. Gently touching his left hand to his lips. This whole thing was new and scary to him and he didn’t know how to deal with the avalanche of emotions, so he just ran away from all of it.

“I- oh okay, bye-“ Roman felt his stomach sink, the sparkles that filled it just moments ago were all gone. Realizing he hadn’t bothered to consider what his actual reply was, just that it wasn’t no. Quickly his face lost all color. Did Virgil actually not really want to kiss him and just didn’t want to upset him? No, no that couldn’t be it, he did kiss him back after all, why would he do that if he didn’t like him like that? Sure he didn’t seem too excited about it, but maybe he was just awkward. And he did give him his jacket, could that really be just platonic? The thoughts kept spinning around in his head as he just stood there, frozen in place watching as the bus came and went. Did he really fuck up that badly?

Virgil walked with his head down, he doubted anyone was around at this time but just in case, he didn’t want anyone to see the stupid grin on his face. And there was no way to get rid of it. It just came for free with all these brand new emotions, he’d never felt this many good things before- usually his feelings were more of the opposite nature. He got there just in time to catch the bus, thankfully it was mostly empty and he got to sit by himself. Letting out a gentle sigh he leaned against the window, letting his thoughts wander freely. Cursing himself a bit for not getting Roman’s number, waiting for him to hopefully find the note and text was absolute torture.

Roman took a deep breath and rubbed his eyes again, trying to calm himself a bit. He pulled the hoodie closer as he slowly started to make his way back home, sticking his hands deep in the shorts pockets. His curiosity peaked as he noticed a paper in one of them. Pulling it out it looked like a receipt of some sort, strange, it’s been a while since he got any kind of receipt. And it was nicely folded too. Curiously he unfolded it, now he was certain it wasn’t his. This was really strange. Turning it around a smile started to grow on his face, it wasn’t too easy to read but a phone number was written in big scratches. Under that a message was hastily written:

“I think you’re cute too- maybe message me sometime??

ps you can keep the hoodie for now ;)

xx V”

Romans face split up in a big smile, gently pressing the note against his chest. So he did like him like that. Suddenly all worries were completely washed away, replaced with something that felt more like fireworks exploding in his chest. He quickly pulled his phone out of the other pocket and put the number in before sending a message ‘hi <3’ he giggled a little to himself. ‘btw thanks for the hoodie ;)’ that was an easy way to let Virgil know it was him.

Hearing his phone buzz, Virgil’s heart skipped a few beats and he rushed to get it out of his pocket. He anxiously chewed a little on one of his nails as he pulled it up, realizing it was indeed from Roman, a bright smile lit up his face again. ‘Anytime lol’ he typed quickly, ‘I won’t be getting that back anytime soon, huh?’ Staring at the screen as he saw him typing. ‘nope- at least not until you let me take you on a date ;)’ Roman sent back. Virgil’s face flushed, he laughed quietly to himself. ‘That won’t take long then- just tell me when’ Butterflies danced in his stomach at the thought, as if whatever they did today couldn’t be considered a date. ‘Alright then, tomorrow at 4pm, same place?’ That was quick. ‘Sounds good to me’ he sent back, not even thinking about it. if he had something else planned then that’d just have to move. ‘It's a date then!’ He quickly got back, a fond smile grew on his face ‘it’s a date <3’

#sobbing #I’m so normal about them #they’re both idiots and I love them so much #it feels strange that it’s done but I’m very happy with it #tho sad that I can’t write on it anymore lol #sanders sides #prinxiety #fic #prinxiety fanfiction #prinxiety fic #prinxiety fluff #this is just prinxiety #ts prinxiety

[annikuh]

not the real life embargo on talking abt Panathir

#annikuh’s speakin #actually incredibly upset abt this. the man gets so upset hearing abt this character so much that I just can’t talk abt him anymore lol #christ whatever man whatever truly whatever #I’m gonna go fucking crazy not being able to mention anything having to do with him (which is everything I’m working on rn) #but I’d rather that than hear this man call for pan’s execution & call Jax stupid for staying with him #fucking whatever man #too upset to even be angry about it like fine you dont have to read anything I’ve been writing for the last few months it’s fine fuck me #even if the story is nice like pan’s genuinely doing a nice thing it doesn’t matter bc this man will still see it as manipulative or sumn #fine that’s fine—art imitates life imitates art #doesn’t matter what a nepherit does—they’ll always being fuckin evil right? what’s the point then. #crazy how that’s the main conflict for both of the twins—we just out here reinforcing I guess #whatever man whatever truly whatever

[ceciliatllis]

if you misinterpreted the show and fabien frankel’s CLEAR decision to portray criston as conflicted between being devoted to his code of honor/oath vs. giving into his feelings/infatuation for rhaenyra and somehow read that scene as him not reciprocating, you need to improve your media literacy skills asap because you are wildly off. not to mention the entire choreography of the scene emphasizes that she does have power and authority but that they have a relationship where he COULD say no (hence the slow removal of the armor, constant facial cues from rhaenyra where she was basically asking him if all of this was okay, and most importantly the decision to have her give him his white cloak as the camera focuses on HIM ultimately setting it aside and kissing her). anyone saying rhaenyra would have had him killed or removed from his position if he refused her are grasping at so many straws; that is NOT her character and he was not acting out of fear from that. he knows her better than that after years of being by her side. she has so far not been portrayed as a tyrant devoid of rational thinking who lashes out in extreme, cruel ways when she doesn’t get what she wants.

I actually love that this wasn’t filmed as a high-paced, impulsive, spur of the moment scene where two people are caught up in greedy lust and don’t realize the impact of their choices. unlike alicent and viserys, there are romantic feelings or at the very least attraction between rhaenyra and criston. I agree the show could have elaborated on it more but they did hint at a bond and showed that there was potential for something like this to happen in the future. alicent is lifeless, barely moving, and not an active participant in her scene with viserys; she cannot refuse him because she is his wife and queen and must obey. there is no playfulness or lightness in their relationship; it’s not even a “love scene” as there’s no love or passion present there. it’s someone exerting their “conjugal rights” over someone else and satiating their own sexual needs with no regard for the other person. rhaenyra and criston do not have this dynamic in any way so I don’t get the comparison between the two scenes from “some” people (aka men who are annoyed that their favorite show included a sex scene that didn’t treat the woman like she was a tool for male pleasure for once and are trying to find any fault in this despite not caring when actual abusive dynamics are shown on tv - very transparent what’s happening here). 

rhaenyra and criston are shown kissing, laughing, enjoying one another’s presence, and clasping hands as they embrace (an obvious and direct contrast to the shot of alicent’s hand in her uncomfortable scene with viserys that was meant to show she is alone and isolated in a passionless experience). the scene is filmed as a very romantic, affectionate tryst that has an underlying tension to it as this is not some meaningless decision for either of them. he’s not begrudgingly sleeping with her to “fulfill” a duty; there is genuine mutual desire there as most viewers noticed. if you hate sex scenes having a female gaze or simply didn’t see the chemistry (although difficult to believe as even critics have praised it as being a refreshing departure from the other sex scenes in this franchise), just say that and be honest instead of twisting it into something distasteful. but don’t act as if there weren’t two VERY willing participants in this scene because that’s not accurate.

#house of the dragon #ser criston cole #rhaenyra targaryen #rhaenyra x criston #can’t believe this even has to be said tbh #I told myself I wouldn’t look at these takes anymore because I lose brain cells rapidly #GoT fans hate when women aren’t treated like objects when it comes to sex #they tried to find fault with the arya/gendry scene too by saying she was a child when she was a grown woman #just say you hate female-focused love scenes and be honest #and then there’s the modern activists missing every single cue and sign that shows criston wants to be with her #re: thoughts #re: shows #re: house of the dragon #years later and I’m still writing thinkpieces because of this fandom’s dumbassery I guess lol #some things never change ✨

[iwantyoursexmp3]

when i had a scene from the bobby novella stuck in my head where he’s making a collage out of nature magazines (another bobby pastime discovered this man just has a million hobbies) but i was too busy and burnt out to write yet also was really scared id forget this singular line about putting parts of different images together (when i have held prose lines in my head for months and not forgotten them) so i just wrote it down as bare and easy as i could….says so much in hindsight like this random ass line was so important to me

#I think when I come up with the specifics of what he’s cut out from the magazines it will hit. for now I’m like okay #me calling it the bobby novella when it literally has a title I just can’t tell if chlorine is the vibe anymore #like it IS thematically and characteristically but somethings telling me to see what else I could come up with #I don’t actually know if it’s a novella anymore. i don’t know what it is or the timeline or the arc LOL #current vibe is i just want to write him in the days before his diagnosis

[overwhelmingly-hufflepuff]

THEYRE SO FUCKIMG CUTE AAAHHHHGGHSGHSGWHSGHSS SOMEONE PUT ME DOWN

#the way she has her head like that I can’t explain but it’s doing things to me #AND WHEN SHE PLAYS WITH HIS TIE???? GOD #TAKE ME OUT BACK AND PUT ME DOWN I CANNOT DO THIS ANYMORE #lol the way this is my 2nd rewatch of the week and this is still my reaction really shows how amazing the writing and acting is #no webseries has even come CLOSE to the level lbd was on #lbd #the lizzie bennet diaries #lizzie bennet diaries #Ashley clements

[thefanciestborrower]

Why must people perceive this blog

It it not enough to simply scream vore thoughts into the void?

#recently coming to terms with the fact I’m a somewhat popular blog here in our corner and um #that idea is terrifying lmao #cause it means now I’m hyper analyzing every single thing I post here #art. writing. general rambles. I just feel too exposed #like now because I’ve got a lot of you funky little guys following me (and I love you all so much don’t get me wrong) #I feel weirdly like....responsible??? #or like I can’t just vibe and post about whatever catches my fancy because of all the internal (haha) debate here in the vore community #not that people have been being mean or anything but #idk I just....especially with some of my current interests I feel like I can’t just #be a silly little guy anymore you know? #I feel like someone somewhere is gonna find something wrong with a piece of art or writing and roast me alive oof #even though I personally consider everything I do to be very clean and such #idk lol these are just the ramblings of a little introvert who doesn’t know how to handle this much attention :’) #cj speaks #vore mention #sorry for the rant lol

[what-even-is-sleep]

DAMMIT what’s the line between:

‘bad publicity is still publicity’ and posting screenshots abt the tumblr shop tab moving to our blog spots

VS

I don’t want to stay silent on this topic and I know that just one formal complaint won’t do much if we aren’t all angry at the Instagram/Tik-Tok-ification that’s happening rn

#tiktokification as in I’ve been seeing posts abt images not being easy to zoom into anymore??? + the ads take up the ENTIRE screen on mobile #tumblr #tumblr updates #mypost #tumblr shop #ughhhhhhh #enshittification #enshittification of socials or whatever #i want to know why tumblr is doing this but I also don’t #cause I don’t want to hear bs black-and-white arguments about ‘no media should make money ever’ and tumblr is not a small local Etsy gal #or whatever #they have to make money someway #smth smth ‘if ur not paying for the product u are the product’ #but I also don’t want to know abt the deets bc that means tumblr has fucked up enough that I’m mad enough to do so and so looking at #the Truth About Marketing for tumblr or whatever is SO ANNOYING #UGHH TUMBLR #idk if any of this is coherent bc I have absolutely horrible short term memory and by the time I’m halfway thru writing a tag I can’t see #what my previous sentences were (I’m on mobile) and so I loose my train of thought lol #anyways I think the gist is: this fucking sucks. people are going to be annoyingly us-vs-them/black-n-white when arguing about this cause #arguing is easier than doing the research and discovering greyer areas #AND: we’ve gotten to the point of rage/un satisfaction with the steps this app is taking that a push towards researched-back arguments may b #the only way forward to have actual change… :| #like again this could end up mostly having been for publicity for the store cause ofc ppl will complain and post screenshots and then more #ppl will see like ‘ooh fun stickers guess I’ll get those!’ and Marketing Tumblr or whatever will know that ‘oh if we disrupt them in these #ways we will get more attention from this fickle consumer base’ #idk if we’re even that fickle lol there’s a lot of self-praise on tumblr lately (b4 the shop moving) that probably has swayed marketing #folks to push this thing we don’t like cause they think we’ll get outraged or say it’s better than other sites and either way it’s publicity

[haikyuuhoo]

people in tiktok comments giving legal advice/telling people to press charges/file lawsuits about literally everything makes my wanna peel my own skin off oh my god it is so annoying watching people think they know everything about something they know nothing about

#intentionally cringy comment incoming: #knowledge is sometimes such a burden #can’t do anything in peace anymore #can’t even watch a legal drama without nitpicking it #anyway sorry lol I just had to write this because I don’t reply to the comments on tiktok