#i swear to god i'd forgotten about this fucking thing

[forgotten-daydreamer]

I CAN'T FOCUS. I HAVE A PAPER DUE 10 PM AND- I CAN'T FOCUS AT ALL. PLEASE. WHY. IT'S IMPORTANT.

#it's 6 fyi #i can't fucking focus oh my god i wanna cry #i keep staring at the screen or losing myself stimming and humming #what the fuck aa #furthermore i have NOT done the reading and i don't have time to do it (it's like 200 pages) oh my god why #i swear to god i'd forgotten about this fucking thing #also if we have class with this prof on thursday why not extend the deadline to like tuesday at least? she hasn't even corrected the -> #-> previous assignment either! idk if what i did so far makes sense or not! idk shit! #like. i know the theme i must focus on. and it's only. like. one page i gotta write. but i swear. i'm struggling hard #i took vitamins + drank water + ate 3 walnuts. i pray my productivity kicks in asap.

[wheels-of-despair]

The Last First Day Pairing: Eddie Munson x You Summary: This is it. Eddie Munson's last first day at Hawkins High. His final senior year. Class of '86, baby! Contains: Eddie and Evil Woman being annoying and ridiculous and so in love they don't care about making a scene, Higgins being So Done with them, a little suggestive humor. Words: 700ish

"BABY!"

You whip around in the crowded Hawkins High hallway, packed full of students hustling toward their next class on that always-awkward first day of school, searching for Eddie's voice. Where is he? What's wrong? He's not in trouble already, is he?

When you finally spot him and make eye contact, his jaw drops.

"It IS you! I haven't seen you in FOREVER!"

He literally saw you an hour ago, when he picked you up for school. And every day of the summer. And almost every day of the previous school year. But you know what he's doing, and you can't deny him this. Not on the first day of his last senior year.

You'd bullied the guidance counselor into putting you and Eddie in most of the same classes. It had taken some work to convince her that it really was for academic reasons, but in the end, she'd given in. What's the worst that could happen? He'd already repeated his senior year twice. The only way to go is up. Or, as most of the administration hoped: out. And since the faculty didn't seem to care about helping him get there themselves, they decided to let you give it a shot. You'd show them. You and Eddie would show them all.

Right after this happy reunion with your one and only.

"MY EDDIE! YOU FOUND ME!"

His face lights up when he sees that you're going to play with him. You stretch out your arms, thankful you'd shoved everything in your backpack after your last class, and rush toward him. Eddie takes off too, and after several grunts from people who'd been rammed into, the student body begins to duck to the side and clear a path for you.

You collide with a thump and hold each other in a crushing hug when you meet in the middle of the hallway, like you hadn't seen one another in years. Eddie finally lets go and reaches for your face, and holds it in his hands like a treasure.

"Oh my god, you're so beautiful! I'd almost forgotten what you looked like!" He's loud and he's obnoxious and you'll never love anyone more.

"I missed you!" You lean in to punctuate with a kiss. "So!" Another. "Fucking!" Another. "MUCH!" A longer one, which ends in a wet smack worthy of a cartoon. "Please don't ever leave me alone for that long again. I'll die. I swear, I'll die without you." You're also being loud and obnoxious, but not entirely untruthful.

You gaze into each other's eyes, in the middle of that crowded hallway full of people scoffing at you, and you think this just might be the happiest you've ever felt. The bell rings, but you can't bring yourself to pull away from him. Not yet.

A grown-up presence announces itself with a sigh, and you and Eddie break eye contact to look at Principal Higgins.

"That was the warning bell, which signifies that it's time for The Munsons to proceed to their next class," he says tiredly.

Eddie gives him a mock salute and hooks an arm around your neck, pulling you away from Higgins and toward your next class. Which you have together. You smile and lean into him, basking in the fact that you were just referred to as The Munsons.

"Pretty sure we just got married," Eddie observes.

"Oh yeah?" you grin. "Is Higgins an ordained principal?"

"Yup," Eddie says, eyes forward. "I've been studying in this place for a looong time. I know how things work. We're married now."

"Are you gonna carry me across the threshold into English class?" you tease, giving him a playful poke in the ribs.

"Don't tempt me, Mrs. Munson," he smirks. "I'm gonna wait 'til science. There's a human anatomy unit during senior year." He waggles his eyebrows at you. He should know; he's failed it twice.

"Is the unit… hard?" you ask seductively.

He stops just outside the classroom door and leans down to whisper in your ear, so only you can hear. His hair tickles the side of your face. "Not as hard as the unit that'll help you earn extra credit after school."

#writings of despair #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x reader #file under: things that somehow doubled in size after they were “one proofread away from being posted”

[tumbleweedtech]

Oh get fucked you dipshit. No one bothered with you or cared about your ship until you started attacking people for the "crime" of liking a different ship than you. I'd forgotten you existed and was all the better for it. Sure, fine. Vernilla forever, it's vanilla and boring and stupid, just like you. I shall stop enjoying the fandom I'm in, that has nothign to do with you, and come back just to write you some stupid blonde bimbo who lays back to get fucked in boring, uninteresting, and unpleasant ways by some smelly fucking war criminal who barely gets it up because he's too goddamn old and tired. He's just huffing and puffing away on top of her like some pathetic lump. How's that for pillow princess, you dumb fuck? At least check if 1) people are even still in your fandom, or 2) taking prompts, you utter fucking shit stain. You are the worst part of fandom. I wish your computer would melt. You do not deserve the internet. I hope your phone battery never holds a charge, every plug in your home fries the motherboard of every computer you have forever, and every ship you ever love is never, ever more than a rarepair that only you and the nice people you trick with prompts bother to write for. You lost any chance at kindness and/or respect from me when you attacked people who had nothing to do with you, when you sent inappropriate gifs to minors and you harassed people WHO HAD NEVER EVEN WRITTEN ROCHE BEFORE. Now go away, @whereisvernilla . Go the fuck away and don't ever come back. Because all you're doing is making me hate Ciri as a character since you can't fucking comprehend that people not writing your ship doesn't mean they dislike it, or dislike the characters. IT JUST MEANS THEY LIKE OTHER THINGS. Fucking moron. I swear to god if you had two braincells it'd be because one was solely dedicated to keeping you breathing, you goddamn idiot. I swear to every god you don't understand the concept of fantasy, of preferences, or consent. You keep telling us to go to hell. WELL BITCH ILL MEET YOU THERE. this is the fucking stupidest motherfucker I have ever met both in person and online and i've met some really, really fucking stupid people.

And for everyone who has no fucking idea what's going on, sorry. This dipshit has evaded blocks, sent emails, dms, asks, both anon and not, full of bigoted slurs, she's stolen fics and art that she's edited and reposted, she's sent sexual things to minors, she's sent sexual things unasked for to people, she has been asked, told, demanded, and reported. She comes around every now and then and Drums up drama crying about how no one likes her ship when all we were doing was cheerfully enjoying doing our own things and ignoring her. Note: Been dealing with her bullshit for years now. Yelling at her makes her leave me alone for a few months.

#martmarina #marinamart #marinadk29 #marinakd29 #lovelycasualdetective #vernon roche #cirilla fiona elen riannon #Ciri #Vernilla #Ciri x Vernon #vernon x ciri

[katethevampire]

All right so the new episodes just came out like 20 minutes ago for me (oh yeah me from the future here it ended up taking me about 3 hours to finish watching the episodes cuz I kept pausing to write stuff in between so uh yeah lol) so everything under the cut will be my live reaction to everything. I'll add time stamps so you know where I'm at in the episodes. I can guarantee you that I will be sticking to my promise about potentially eating paper if I'm wrong about Sir Pentious not dying. Which honestly now I'm not sure if anyone will die, it was pretty much confirmed in a live stream that angel dust isn't going to be the one to die so my money is on one of the Angels. Also I'm using voice to text and while I'll try and fix any misspellings or wrong words I might miss them.

LOTS OF SWEARING PROBABLY also I very much abuse capslock

EPISODE 7

00:51- I love Sir Pentious looking at Keke I just thought I should mention that

01:03- OH MY GOD NO KEKE MOVED TO HIS LAP AND HE'S PETTING HER I LOVE HIM SM

01:10 aw Alastor was sleepy you guys woke him up!

01:22- I CAN'T EVEN APPRECIATE RAZZLE AND DAZZLE BEING CUTE CHARLIE IS CRYING

01:29- he did the gay little hand thing

01:50- okay so I've already seen this part because of the small leak but I cannot get over the fact that Alastor has his shoes on the bed!! Like man take those off you're getting it dirty!!!!

01:59- mfs kicking his feet on the bed acting like a high school girl about to ask out her crush on the phone at a sleepover like dude you're a serial killer you can't do this to me 😭 also I should probably slow down cuz I'm making an update literally every 2 seconds

02:18 BROS CHECKING HIS NAILS AND DOING THAT POSE WHILE MAKING FUN OF HER ABOUT THE FACT THAT SHE UNINTENTIONALLY MIGHT HAVE CAUSED THE DEATHS OF MILLIONS 💀💀💀 so fruity i love

2:33- Alasto be like "it's called masking deary. Ever heard of it?"

2:44- if he wasn't saying this in such an evil manner right now I'd be saying he's so me frfr

3:07- what do I even say to that line. He popped off but also like respectfully I think I've heard a third grader say the exact same thing

3:53- OKAY SO I WAS GOING TO SAY SOMETHING BUT I'VE COMPLETELY FORGOTTEN LOOK AT THIS FRAME, this could easily be the profile picture for someone's film review channel and I'm not 100% sure that people will understand what I mean by that unless you know a very specific person

04:38- Alastor is in his hat man era

4:33- okay so a few things, thank you subtitles for telling me that the music is edgy I feel like just the word tense would have worked on its own but I appreciate it nonetheless. Number two, I don't like seeing the girlies be mad at each other :(

05:34 I will support my boy Sir Pentious through and through he did nothing wrong!!

06:54- not the voice I was expecting for Rosie but pop up Queen she speaks the truth

07:24- ROSIE KNOWS WHAT YOU ARE ALASTOR. Also his confusion, I love him so much

11:04- she's kind of like that one Pokemon

Ad time!- I DON'T CARE ABOUT VITAMIN PILLS THAT DOUBLE MY LIFESPAN

11:13- catabettes! Cannibals and catabettes!!! This is going into my vocabulary from now on. Also this frame that I paused at I love her face.

11:57- ugh, susan. All my homies hate Susan

12:54- I have a dream, I'm here to cause a scandal in the cannibal square

13:37- :( well it wasn't obvious to me I just thought the x over the eye was to look cool :(

14:35- SONG FUCK YEAH

15:26 If this song came out years ago I know for a fact there would have been an undertale parody version of it. Also I just got a cosmic brownie and some chocolate milk let's go guys we're eating good tonight

16:00 HOLY FUCKING SHIT SHE CAN JUST GROW BACK HER WINGS

16:30- therapist Rosie is not something I thought I'd be seeing today but honestly I love it. Also I don't think I'm going to be able to finish these episodes today because I'm only a little over 15 minutes through and I've been watching for like almost over half an hour and also I just realized that what if Lucifer is the one that dies?

18:12 ALASTOR GAVE HER HIS MICROPHONE I'M GOING TO EXPLODE INTO A BAJILLION CRYING PIECES RAHHHHHH

19:38 I'm going crazy I'm going insane right now bro literally what how I don't know what to say I love this act I don't know, it's just really good I don't know what to say like this is cool I don't I DON'T KNOW! IT'S I I LIKE IT everybody in cannibal town is cool and I like them and it's like 10 seconds later now and they're literally So based like free food like so me I don't know I'm just rambling at this point

20:56 ALASTOR AND ROSIE'S LITTLE DANCE THEIR LITTLE TIPPY TAPS OH MY GOD YES

21:06- alastor, you know it's not right to make someone your political puppet. Your little dances are cute though so I'll allow it for now.

I don't know why it thought I was speaking Spanish for a second but anyways that episode was really cute and good and I liked it but I'm also scared for the next episode cuz like now I'm wondering is someone actually going to die or were people just lying. I feel like either Adam is going to be the one to die or it's going to be Lucifer cuz they mentioned a lot in the previous episode about how Charlie needs to take up the throne and get ready to take her place on the throne like why does she need to take her place on the throne? Isn't that her dad's job??? Please don't kill Lucifer off please please please 🙏 also I'm still not on board and probably will never will be on the whole political puppet thing. Like I just know I just have a feeling in my bones that alastor's favor is going to be something like "Let me be the ruler of hell lololol" or something anyways

EPISODE 8

01:01-Why are you watching other men get fucked?🤨 (/j)

01:19 🥺 I love 🥺 I oove him so 🥺 so much 🥺🥺🥺 does he have a spatula like spongebob

02:02- wait so how is Vox watching them like does he have bug cameras in the air like those little guys in v3 (woah now I have to put a Danganronpa spoiler on this)

03:42 SOFT ALASTOR FANFICTION WRITERS QUICK WRITE THAT DOWN WRITE THAT DOWN!!!

04:18- I'm not even the biggest huskerdust shipper but awwwww also I don't ship him with anyone but I just want to see Sir Pentious happy pleaseeee also the little Melody of loser baby in the background

04:48- ugh I am clutching my heart right now Sir Pentious is my SON and I LOVE HIM

04:58- what the fuck that ao3 tag was canon this WHOLE TIME???? WHEN DID YOU GUYS HEAR ABOUT THIS?????

05:05- I told you angel dust wasn't going to die

05:38- it's like the song but different! Reprise it's called a reprise also is Mimzy gonna come back

07:15- Vox, you know that you guys are going to die if they lose too right?

Okay I can't timestamp this cuz I'll just be pausing every 2 seconds but just know that everything I'm saying after this is from 07:52 to whatever number I put after later right here->09:47

Okay, so this might be a weird comparison but you know like My Little pony Battle scenes? This feels like that in the very best way possible where they have the scenes with all the different characters fighting with the different music.

Oh my God yes Cherry bomb and angel dust I love them also that was a fire transition also I JUST NOTICED THAT SIR PENTIOUS HAT ALSO HAS THE EYE DOES HE JUST HAVE I HATS FOR EVERY OCCASION

Uh oh Adams angry he's going to do a my hero academia

Oh shit it actually worked that's not good.

I TOLD YOU I CALLED IT VOX IS HORNY

Oh my God that is such a cool shot guys someone should make that frame of Alastor their computer background

OH MY GOD WHOEVER ANIMATED THAT SCENE I LOVE YOU I'M LITERALLY GIVING YOU A METAPHORICAL KISS ON THE MOUTH IN THE PLATONIC SENSE ALASTOR LOOKED SO COOL

Guys I think Adam's going to die

😨 okay so Alastor's microphone just broke and I paused it to add that emoji but as I did the people I live with got home so I'm going to have to pause it for there? I'll update if I get prime working on my phone. Also isn't alastor's microphone alive? Maybe that's the character that died.

Update: all right I got it set up on my phone about 30 minutes later now we're resuming

09:47- okay so I think it's interesting that Alastor pretty much lost all his powers as soon as his microphone broke, my guess is probably that whoever has his soul (lilith, eve, or anyone else) gave the mic to him.

09:53- I like the detail that Alastor is still smiling even though he literally just got slammed against the wall, also Vox has the biggest hate boner for Alastor like

10:02- Alastor: "Have to disagree with you there, radio's not dead." Hun you are bleeding out I'm sorry but I don't think you can gaslight girlboss your way out of this one, also I'm sorry to tell you but the only thing they play on my local radio station now besides music is like, a show that's only on at like 7 in the morning where people call to complain about how their husband wraps Christmas presents

10:38- haha silly also EGGS!!

10:43- NO WAIT MY BRAIN DIDN'T REGISTER THAT THAT EGG WAS CRACKED THEY KILLED THE FUCKING EGG!!!!!! Angel, kill them.

11:12- no no no Sir Pentious you better not I don't want to eat paper

11:21- good for him

11:44- NO GOD DAMN IT PLEASE HAVE A REVEAL THAT ALASTOR OR LUCIFER OR SOMEONE ELSE SAVED HIM PLEASE 🙏🙏🙏 I AM BEGGING ON MY HANDS AND KNEES

12:03- okay this is really cool but is he actually dead cuz I'll legitimately be really sad if so

12:50- *that one vine* "*gasp* Adam."

13:23- KILL HIS ASS CHARLIE

14:12 yes Vaggie, queen shit

SIR PENTIOUS ARE YOU DEAD /J OR /SRS?????

14:35 I KNEW IT I KNOW HE WAS GOING TO COME BACK I MEAN I GOT KIND OF SPOILED CUZ I I SAW THE COVER OF THE EPISODE BUT WOAH 10/10 ENTRANCE

14:44- gasp! His face!

15:00- he is, so stupid. I love him.

15:51-okay I went quiet for a minute cuz there were so much happening but oh my God what do I even say this is just so cool also I don't know if this is intentional or not but the blood stain on Charlie's hair is shaped like an apple

16:34- NIFFTY RAHHHHHHH

17:08- wait okay I had a brief thought that maybe lute was actually Eve but I think I'm wrong on that

17:13- Sir Pentious would've liked pancakes :((((((

Ad Time! I don't care about hard Rock Cafe I just want to know whether or not Sir Pentious is actually dead please I'm going through all the stages of grief right now and Brandan Rogers just came on my screen as Katie killjoy please

18:04- Keke :(

Oh my God they're going to find him in the rubble right? ... Right?? Right guys right???????

18:10- fat nuggets survived that's good I see a rock that looks suspiciously shaped like Sir Pentious military hat whoa guys I wonder if that means anything and it looks like it's up like someone is standing? Whoa I wonder if they'll check behind that rock please

18:16- wait is he actually dead I'm genuinely about to cry

19:16- I am not crying about his death until the episode ends I am not crying until it is 100% CONFIRMED that he died

20:50- omg alastor's alive, he's in his Jack's skeleton era that means that maybe Sir Pentious is also-

21:08- friends :) he said friends just saying

22:04- I TOLD YOU I FUCKING TOLD YOU I TOLD YOU THAT BY DYING IT WAS JUST A CHARACTER BEING REDEEMED I TOLD YOU I'M SO SMART I'M NOT EATING PAPER HAHAHAHAHA I'M THE GREATEST MAN ALIVE HE'S NOT DEAD MY SNAKE BOY ISN'T DEAD HOW DID I GET SO ATTACHED TO HIM I DON'T KNOW BUT I LOVE HIM YES I CAN'T EXPRESS MY EMOTIONS RIGHT NOW I'M GENUINELY SO HAPPY THIS IS WHY THIS IS WHY I WAITED UNTIL THE VERY END TO CRY ABOUT HIM I KNEW HE WASN'T GOING TO BE DEAD THEY WOULDN'T KILL HIM OFF THEY WOULDN'T KILL MY SNAKE BOY OFF JUST LIKE THAT

22:34- you're telling me Lilith was just doing hot girl shit on the beach for 7 years.

#alastor hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel spoilers #angel dust hazbin hotel #charlie hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel sir pentious #hazbin hotel adam #hazbin hotel episode 7 spoilers #hazbin hotel episode 8 spoilers #hazbin hotel lucifer #liveblogging #danganronpa v3 spoilers #i guess #I started watching the episodes at around 8:20 and finished the last episode at around 11:18 so almost exactly 3 hours #anyways I'm so smart and got a bunch of stuff right #just realized I didn't mention husk a single time outside of the ship mention #sorry dude I think you're a cool guy I just didn't have anything to say

[healer-pop]

Hello I'm back I'd like to elaborate on the aphrodisiac thing. I think reader would fight the feeling and be in a sort of pain trying to deny their body's wants. They'd be ashamed to admit what's going on to Sloane and terrified of breaking their friendship but Sloane is SO insistent on knowing what you're exactly feeling, what's got you this way?? Do you need them to take you to a hospital??

When you finally grimace out that you think the flower, was an aphrodisiac. And you're feeling crazy strange, they ask if there's anything they can do to help. You practically shake at the thought but deny them, again and again. They keep asking if you're sure, because they want to help. Only if you want it. And you sit there, biting back all these mounting emotions, swirling into a statement. You really have to concentrate to even get across what you want to say, thinking closely. "Sloane...I want you to help- please believe me. But. I don't want to fuck this up. Us up. I love you so much." A weak groan leaving your lips while your eyebrows furrow. Sweat is trickling down the slide of your head, your throat bobbing while you prepare to speak again. Reaching out to put a hand on theirs you say, "I just need you to know that..." another wave of pain hits you mid sentence, causing a small groan. "Know that I want us more than this. I... need you more than this. You can say no and we can pretend this never happened but things won't be the same if you do." You can barely make eye contact with them, fear strikes through you as your thoughts race.

"God, you pinky swear?" They say, looking at you in all seriousness. Pinky swears were- indeed serious business. Being their friend for so long, you once joked that you can never lie when pinky swearing, and it's now become type of Safeword. Just one where you have to be honest, instead of "Oh that sounds fun..." when they don't sound enthused, you make them pinky swear they're telling the truth and usually they crumble and tell you how they really feel. It was a great communication tool for you both, especially since sometimes it can be hard for u to read them, and vice versa.

"Pinky swear." You say wrapping your pinky around theirs while staring at them with earnest. It's what that needed to finally except the months of touches, flirting, winking, looks, texts, invites. The little stares, the movie nights, the cuddling...it meant more and they knew it did, they were just too scared to break it. To break the tension, to ruin what was happening.

Ok I thought of the pinky swear on the spot if you thought it was silly please ignore me but I thought something really meaningful to their friendship would help. Ok bye

ANONNNNNNNN YOU POPPED OFF IN MY INBOX??????????? JESUS GIVING ME HEART PALPATIONS

I just want to say, that scene is so good, but I want to add something. A little... ✨ sparkle ✨.

Don't think about the touches, the casual ones, the ones that don't mean anything, yet, but still mean so much in the moment. Where you're shaking with unadulterated strain, arousal leaking down your thigh at the closeness of everything you want, but can't have, the wet feeling so cold, but you know it's not, your body is burning, blistering with fever, throbbing with need, but shivering with pain, Venture drops the phone, Lifeweaver's voice shouting through the receiver in concern. Venture had to contact him, didn't know what else to do, this wasn't their area of expertise, but he's forgotten, dropped, and lost among the many pillows and blankets Venture had shoved into your tent at the first sight of illness. Venture grips you, grips one of your hands in theirs, making you arch at the contact, but they can't bring themselves to let go. You had heard what Lifeweaver said. Some sort of flower that would cause pain if its symptoms weren't treated, and of course, of fucking course they'd have to be lust. Venture would have to fuck you. Even now, with every new course of ache, sharp, stinging pain through you, Venture's eyes were on nothing but you, filled with concern, almost as if they wished to share the pain, helplessly scanning your body for something they could do. It made the tears in your eyes overflow with love, with pure, utter affection at the sweetness. You have to shut them, overtaken by everything. Another hand moves to your thigh, you can't see it, but GOD, can you feel it. It's like another shock of pleasure to your brain, making you yelp, and they try to soothe you, with whispered hushes, and mumbled words of reassurance, but it's throttled and broken, Venture is just as worried as you are but is trying to be strong, trying for you...

You grab their hand back as you speak, trying to convey just how much they mean to you, hoping your words come out as clearly as they feel in your heart. You don't have to, you mean more to me than anything that would ruin this. You're so much more.

"God, you pinky swear?" And their voice... their voice sounds like its on the verge of hysteria. Good? Bad? It's confused, breathless, and- and happy?, and scared, all at once. A concoction of some poison, that goes straight between your thighs, hoping this figment doesn't kill as it travels down your throat.

As you manage to wrap your pinky around theirs, with a trembling hand...

The mirror shatters.

#𓍯𓂃𓏧♡ messages from the red string of fate #🌸 my aphrodite anon

[sery-chan-13]

Letters Never Sent

Ch. 5 of “My Sunshine” [TreechxReader)

Warnings: swearing

Dear (Y/N),

Even though I can't send letters to you, I've written you so many. It's your 18th birthday. Happy Birthday, Sunshine... 7 years. It's gone by painfully slow. I see traces of you in the woods when I go out. It's like we're still out there. Us as kids, I mean. Which makes sense because your 'father' killed any sense of me being a kid when he took you away from me. Even after seven years, it replays in my head. Your screams and sobs, your hand being pulled from mine. I hate it when you cry. I told you if anyone ever made you cry, I'd hurt them back, the same way they hurt you. I vowed to you I would. And I always keep my word. Hunger Games are coming up. It's my last year in the reaping. I wonder if you've forgotten about me? Has some Capitol prick taken my place? Do you make them sweets? Do they walk you home in the dark and daylight? Do they care? Never mind.... I don't think I want to know

Yours,

Treech

Signed, and put into the drawer he kept everything he wrote for you.

—

Dear Lumberjack,

7 years. 7 miserable years without you. I'm 18 today. But it means nothing now. I used to think that 18 was so far away. I know I can't send these, but when I go back home, I want to give these to you. And I will. But I can't help but wonder if you have found a new best friend. A new person to walk home, holding their hand? Have you brought them to our spot and hugged them like they are going to disappear ñ? Does your Ma love them like she loved me? Do you miss me? I miss you. Every day. I write you letters often. I'm going to beg father to let me send this. Maybe he'll feel bad. The games are coming up. You've already turned 18. Last year in the reaping. I'm a mentor this year. I don't want to be. Father keeps mentioning something that makes me want to throw up. He says, "this year as a mentor, maybe you will finally kill off any ties and feelings you have towards district seven." I have a feeling I know what this means. If I manage to get this to you, please please be careful. I miss you. It never goes away. You always take up space in my mind.

Missing you more than you could ever know,

Your Sunshine ☼

Your father scoffed at the mere request of you sending it. You sighed, putting the sealed envelope in the bottom drawer of your desk, filled with letters just like it.

—

The notebook he kept hidden was full of poetry and thoughts. Who knew he of all people would keep such a thing?

The sun doesn't go away. It simply hides behind the clouds, waiting to shine down on us to make the plants grow their roots and warm us all. Waiting to bring light down to the darkness. That's why I call you Sunshine. Your smile beamed down, warming up and chasing away any darkness that surrounds me. You brought me comfort, and you, being the sun, made things root into me. Feelings that coil tightly around my heart like a vine. The feelings don't go away. With every passing year it gets worse.

It feels like you’ve become this… ghost in the woods. Haunting me. I see these image of you with other guys and I hate it. I’m jealous. I saw you on the TV one of the few times we had it. It was down at the bar(no, don’t worry sunshine, I don’t drink. It’s just the only place in town with ice and air conditioning we common folk can get into) You look… gorgeous… the same… but different. You were smiling, but it wasn’t the same smile that warms me and drives the darkness away. It was empty. The sun shines in the Capitol, but the smog makes it dull and bleak. Is that what the Capitol has done to you, sunshine? On the TV there was a boy next to you. He looked… nice. The way he he smiled at you. He was holding your hand. He held your hand and hugged you. I wonder if he walked you home after. I can’t lie, I wished it would stop. I wished that it was me. God, I stayed waiting to see when he’d get his fucking hands off. I’m jealous, I admit. But a Capitol boy can’t make you smile, this I know. And I will never be jealous about who you send out that smile to. Because I am the one who’s seen the real one.

The notebook was hidden. Any thoughts he had he wrote and hid away. One day he’d give it to you.

—-

Dearest forest boy,

They call me the Capitol Sweetheart now. People accept me more than Sejanus and I wonder why. Is it because he’s outspoken about his thoughts while I only write them and speak them to him quite in the library? I don’t want to be the Capitol sweetheart. I want to be… your sweetheart. Back in seven. Back home. I figured now would be as good a time as any to write this feeling down. I love you. Not in the same way I said when we were young. Maybe it’s stupid. You could be a whole new person now, and I’m only in love with the idea of who I think you’ve become, or that you’ve stayed the same. I write this now because I shouldn’t feel this way. It’s not fair to you. But I do.

Love,

Your dearest Sunshine

Softly placing the sealed envelope in the drawer you sighed. Why me?

——

My dearest trouble maker,

I spend most of my days out in the forest. Working. At first I went with Pa, but eventually got old enough to go out on my own. I still go with him occasionally. He ain’t getting any younger but he’s so damn hard headed a rock would turn to rubble if it hit him. But I go off myself most times. Gives me a chance to get away from the pitying stares I get. The whispers. You’d think that after seven years I’d stop being the talk of the town, but unfortunately not much happens in seven, so I can’t ever escape it. I go out and write you letters or my thoughts, sometimes I write you poetry like a fool. Then it’s my secret. And no one will know. I hate not being able to send you anything. Maybe when you come back… no, when you come back, I will give you all of these.

Sincerely yours,

Your lumberjack

#×reader #treech tbosas #treech x reader #awww they write cute things to eachother #fluff #coriolanus snow #sejanus plinth #jealous boyyyy #ooh jealous jealous jealous boyyy

[delilahcalicocat]

[Do I have to remind him?]

{Rating: 16 or 18+, Smut and Fluff.}

{Warnings: Again. Roddy regretting his life choices, Hook facing Charlie's Ex, Fighting, Blood, Thin hotel walls (of course.), Dom/Sub Dynamic, Swearing.}

♤~You've been warned!~♤

{Pairing: Hook and Charlotte Strong}

{WC: I do not know.}

{Summary: Charlie's Ex tries to win her back. Only got Charlie's "Master" to step in and remind her who she belongs to}

[Charlie's POV:]

I was by catering, I was going to get Hook some chips. Since he wanted some but didn't dare go get them himself, I had no problem with it. Since I was going to check on my brother before his title match against Whoever he was fighting.

So I went to get the chips, and I saw my ex.. I instantly hid like a little helpless puppy, I heard My ex say to his new girl after he kissed her "What's Wrong little mouse?"

That alone had me in a mix of terror and also a state of arousal..

I walked back to get Hook, and I had forgotten I'd worn light pink shorts that day..

♤Time Skip of about 30 minutes♤

At that point my Ex was in the area by Hook's locker room, he probably was confused when he heard a..

"Please... Master I'm sorry!" I managed to gasp out through sharp moans.

"You'd better be.." He said, Stopping

"I am master..." I said finally catching my breath

"What the hell?!" My ex exclaimed, seeing what was happening.

I gasped and shielded my body with my arms

"She isn't yours man!" My ex said

"Master.. get him out of here." I said, Hook did so.

[TIME SKIP AGAIN >:)]

My Ex was now on the ground, Blood pouring from his nose as his girlfriend sobbed, Hook decided to remind him who his "girl" belonged to.

♡To the Hotel now♡

[Roddy's POV:]

I'm hoping and praying that after my match on rampage, I'll be able to sleep tonight. Still a room across from my younger sister and Hook.

Little thing is that.. Her ex is in the room right before hers. I'm in the one after hers..

Cant wait for this fucking shitshow.

[Charlie's POV:]

My Ex was about to learn who he was fucking with.

"Ah... Fuck!" I gasped a little

My ex could hear everything happening

"Do I have to remind him who you belong to?" He growled

[Roddy's POV:]

"Gah!~ Yes!~" is all I heard all night, my brain is rotting with amount of shit I've heard within the past fucking week.

"Ah! Master!~" dear fucking God himself help me.

~{The Next Morning, and in Charlie's POV}~

[Charlie's POV:]

"You think my ex heard everything?" I asked him

"Probably, he's probably crying." He said

"Hehe. I hope he learned" I said

"I hope he did too" he said

♡~The End, I know it was more smut. But I can't not just write smut with a dom/sub dynamic.~♡

#{♡}delilah's fics{♧} #aew hook fic #aew #aew fanfiction #aew smut #aew hook x reader

[the-fiction-witch]

Nemesis P2

Media Maze runner AU

Character Newt (Adult)

Couple Newt X Reader

Rating Sexy Af

Concept Nemesis meet again

I fixed my dress a little, pulling down my car's mirror to check my face eyeliner still good, and highlight appropriately sparkly, god damn it! Lipstick on my teeth I quickly fixed it and grabbed my bag getting out of the car. I locked it behind me and headed towards the building hearing my heels clack against the pavement as I did. Once inside I found a table I signed in and checked my coat with the people there and I headed inside the large hall with a bad to one side and a band playing music on the other a wave of people all stood drinking and chatting but I struggled to recall any of them. I went to the bar and got myself a large glass of wine and kinda just sheepishly stood in the corner every so often someone would come up and speak to me some I knew and some I honestly didn't remember at all but I did my best to be nice until some guys approached me 

"Oh my god- it can't be- y/n?" One asked

'yep that's me"

"Fuck- it's Minho"

"Oh my goodness sorry I didn't recognize you"

"That's cool barely anyone has, you look amazing"

"You too"

"Hey, Thomas! It's y/n" he calls 

"Y/n! How the hell are ya" he smiled coming and giving me a hug

"I'm okay Thomas how are you?"

"Yeah yeah great, how have things been with you?"

"Well pretty busy,"

"Youlced away didn't you uni like halfway across the country"

"Yeah I did, it was fun to get myself a job there but I moved back to town just a couple of months ago with family stuff you know"

"Yeah yeah, uhh some of us never really left" Minho laughed 

"What about you guys?"

"Well works a tone of shifts at the moment, saving up already maxed stuff out on the ring" he chuckled as Teresa arrived with a drink for him and he gave her a sweet Kiss

"Awww congratulations," I smiled "What about you Minho how have things been?"

"Working hard, head of the company now still looking for that special boy" 

"Aww that's sweet"

"What about you? A special man hanging around?"

"No no, not for me" 

"Oh shit I'm so stupid" Minho laughed, "one second," he says scampering off with Thomas and Teresa in tow I didn't know what was happening so I simply sipped my drink until 

"And behold your arch nemesis!" Thomas laughed as he and Minho and found Newt. 

He stood in a pair of brown dress shoes, a matching pair of suit trousers, a white button-down rolled to his elbows slightly unbuttoned, a drink in hand looking as surprised to see me as I was to see him. 

I hadn't seen Newt since my last exam we avoided each other from then on until I moved away. Not like I'd forgotten him of course but I was just kinda surprised to see him after all these years. 

"Y/n."

"Newt."

"I uh I didn't know you were back"

"Only a month or so ago"

"I see. You uhh you look good"

"Thank you, you too" 

"Sorry I have to go," he says quickly heading to the door 

At first, I was happy as our argument was finally won in his silence, but as I watched him leave I felt angry. He shouldn't get off that easy. Not for everything he's done to me.

I downed my drink and followed him out to the grey dark car park

"Hey!"

He stopped and turned around "What!"

"What the hell?"

"What!'

"You're just leaving? That's so childish!" 

"Childish? I'm being an actual adult! And walking away from this childish situation"

"No! After all of the years of torment, you put me through YOU DO NOT! Get to walk away from me! Especially as I now know way more swear words!' 

"Yeah, I do too. But you have caused me enough trouble in my life the last thing I need is an arrest for common assault" he complained

"I caused you trouble! You were a dick to me my whole life!" 

"Me! You fucked my whole life up do you even have any idea!" He shouted before running a hand through his hair "You have no clue, do you? No no, you just packed your shit and fucked off, didn't you. You didn't give a shit about the mess you left behind"

"What are you talking about?"

"You fucked my life up. Everything you did"

"Don't blame me for how shit your life turned out that's on you!" 

"You were always such a bitch to me!"

"Me! You were always a dick to me!'

"Well maybe I wouldn't have been a dick if you didn't treat me like shit"

“maybe I wouldn't have treated you like shit if you hadn't acted like a total asshole!' 

“Ahhh you are such a cunt!”

“Dick!” “Whore!” “Asshole!”

But before either of us could say another word I felt a rather shocking feeling, I felt his smooth lips against my own as he kissed me sweetly but with a mountain of passion when he pulled back I kinda just stood a little taken back - “Uhhhh That, was, not a response I was expecting”

“Yeah, me either. Sorry just kinda-”

“No no uhhh it's fine just uhh caught me off guard there,” I said trying to keep my mind straight but all I could think about was ganking his stupid blonde head back to kiss me again 

“Can I do it again?” he asks, breathy and as desperate to continue as I felt 

“Yes please” I nodded he wasted no time after he heard those words his hands immediately took my waist and brought me back to his lips, my own settled on his neck and shoulders happily kissing him back, our kiss burnt with a passion I had never known before the years of anger, frustration, towards each other now left to stew for so long now exploded out of us like the lid of a pressure cooker, I couldn’t help but let loose a moan of pleasure and he did too as our kiss intensified, our lips opening more still moving against one another, his tongue slid across my bottom lip and I tugged on his hair in response which allowed him to move closer our tongues now battling one another and It became clear what this intense passion truly was. Anger. Rage. Years of pent frustration. When he pulled back enough to see me, not a single word was spoken between us he merely got his car keys from his pocket clicking the button which caused his car a few rows back to flash its lights and unlock. As quick as we could both move we bolted to his car I went for the passenger door but before I could reach the handle he pushed me hard against the door with a dark smirk on his face as he settled his knee between my legs pressing his body hard against my own pressing my body hard against the car as he stroked my jaw and then pulled me back into a heavy kiss, My own hands crawled up his shirt till I took a firm grip on him our kiss so intense that in the time between him unlocking the car and this moment it had relocked and our heavy kisses against the door had caused the car alarm to go off which of course made us pull back, he unlocked it again and opened the door for me offering his hand which I happily took as he helped me climb inside. The second I was inside he shut the door and came around to the driver's seat wasting no time to climb inside, slamming his door, for a moment we both just sat in his cold car gasping intensely, I smirked and kissed him this time which seemed to drive him crazy melting against his leather seat as he kissed me back, I went to undo his shirt but he stopped me grabbing my wrist. I pulled back confused but he simply started the car up straightening himself up as he drove off out of the space and out of the car park. The engine noise was low, He bit his lip as he drove both hands on the wheel in a vice-like grip, the radio and dashboard glowing orange in the darkness only broken up by the few streetlamps we passed, the radio on low playing some station I didn’t know. 

It was painful to wait even if maybe the whole journey took ten minutes if that, he saw I was impatiently biting his lip as he moved his hand to my thigh giving it a firm squeeze almost digging his nails into my skin through my tights, he vocally groaned in annoyance as we reached a set of traffic lights that turned red moments before we arrived. 

“Every Bloody Time” He complained but he turned his attention to me wasting no time to close the gap between us once again this time more intense his hand started at my neck but slowly slipped down my chest making a point to stroke over my breast as he went, then down my stomach rubbing on my hips, stroking across my ass and running down my thigh, his kisses moved from my lips to my neck kissing hard as his hand slipped under my dress now rubbing against the tights and my lace panties I gasped opening my eyes and I saw 

“Green light Genius”

“Yeah you’ve been flashing them all night” he muttered between kisses 

“The light idiot”

“Oh shit!” He jumped as he noticed too quickly pulling away and heading off, luckily it wasn’t long. He pulled up into a driveway.

He quickly turned the car off and jumped out I happily got out too and headed for the door which he happily threw me against kissing me hard as he unlocked the door the two of us almost fell inside as the door opened he kicked the door shut and immediately went for the zip on my dress but I pulled back

"Bedroom?"

"Up the stairs first door on the left," he says 

#tbs #thomas brodie sangster #thomas sangster #tbs smut #thomasbrodiesangster #tbs imagine #tbs imagines #thomas sangster imagine #thomas brodie sangster imagine #thomas brodie sangster smut #newt maze runner #maze runner newt #newt #tdc newt smut #newt smut au #tmr newt smut #newt smut #tmr newt imagines #tmr newt imagine #newt imagines #newt imagine #newt tmr #newt x reader #the maze runner

[queenlua]

god, i'd forgotten the bit in Tellius canon where, in order to earn Reyson's trust emotionally manipulate the hell out of Reyson, Naesala brings Reyson back to the site of the massacre that killed Reyson's entire family/nation, knowing that the state of disrepair/decay there (which Reyson had never seen before!) will fuck with Reyson's feelings, all while making a bunch of sad noises about how he's Totally On Reyson's Side, Really, I Pinky-Swear It

this is literally two hours before Naesala sells Reyson off for a cheap buck btw

staggeringly dickish move! like the whole selling-to-Oliver thing is fucked up no matter what but i feel like "playing the genocide card to make it go over easy" pushes it into some whole undreampt-of new tier of amorality lol

#one of those moments where it's like Idk If Canon Realized How Dark That Particular Action Is lol

[mischief-lies-and-stories]

Loki Episode 5 Incoherent Thoughts

Spoilers for Loki episode 5. And also my fic, Scattered to the Wind, because holy shit.

My stomach hurts, guys

I've been texting my best friend about this upcoming episode all day. I'd say I was getting progressively more unhinged, but I definitely started out unhinged and fluctuated from there.

Oh my GOD the title is making me feel better already

Oh god never mind I'm scared again after the recap and the haunting intro music

FUCK THAT ONE TEAR ON LOKI'S FACE

SHIT WAIT DID HE TIME SLIP I BET HE TIME SLIPPED

NO HE WENT TO THE PIE ROOM ;.;

FUCK YES HE DID TIME SLIP

OH MONKEY FUCK

THE TIME SLIPS ARE SHORTER

OH MY GOD I'VE FOR SURE HAD A NIGHTMARE LIKE THIS WHERE EVERYTHING TURNS TO SPAGHETTI THAT'S HORRIFYING

NO NOT THE CLOCK TICKING

EVERYTHING'S GONNA BE IN CAPS THIS EP ISN'T IT

I'LL TELL YOU, THE SAME THING HAPPENED IN EP 5 OF LAST SEASON. I TOOK NOTES ALL IN CAPS TOO

YES CASEY'S IN JAIL I WAS FUCKING RIGHT PLEASE BE ALCATRAZ sorry spoilers for Scattered to the Wind

OH MY GOD WHO WAS RIGHT ABOUT FUCKING ALL OF THIS

WAS THAT A BOAT

I WAS FUCKING RIGHT I WAS FUCKING RIGHT I WAS FUCKING RIGHT

FUCK NOW PEOPLE ARE GONNA READ IT AND BE ALL "UM ACTUALLY IT WAS 1962 NOT 1935" AND IM GONNA BE ALL "UM ACTUALLY I FUCKING CALLED THIS ENTIRE THING SO STOW IT"

GUT US LIKE FISH

LOKI

OKAY I GOT THE NAME WRONG BUT LITERALLY EVERYTHING ELSE

YES MOBIUS GIMME

NO LAME FUCK OFF MARVEL

SIX YEARS OFF FOR B-15 I SWEAR TO GOD IF HER NAME IS ANN I'LL LOSE IT

WRONG PLACE BUT I UNDERSTAND. ACCENT, AND I PUT HER IN LONDON BECAUSE EVERYONE ELSE WAS IN AMERICA

UGH SHE'S SO GOOD AND SHE'S A PEDIATRICIAN I WAS RIGHT ABOUT THAT TOO

BUT SHE'S IN NEW YORK IN 2012 WHAT MONTH IS IT BECAUSE SHE MIGHT KNOW LOKI

MOBIUS YES HOLY SHIT

DON FUCKING DON DO NOT GIVE ME YOUR LAST NAME PLEASE I MEAN I SHIP THORKI SO FANONICALLY I'LL BE FINE WITH IT BUT LIKE EVEN MARVEL WOULDN'T DO THAT RIGHT

NO NOT THE CHILDREN PLEASE LET THAT BE THE FICTIONAL PART

YES MIDWEST BUT WRONG STATE AND WAY WRONG YEAR [I! HAVE! THEORIES! THOUGH!]

MOBIUS HONEY SELL THE MAN A DIRT BIKE MORE JET SKIS FOR YOU

I'M CRYING ABOUT THE COMPARISON BETWEEN LOKI AND THE INFLATABLE GUY OH MY GOD THAT WAS PERFECT

That face was not good enough

Okay the slow walk and stare was perfect though

Wait I just remembered I screenshotted a bingo card for this episode specifically wait I'm gonna be a ball of anxiety and procrastinate and see if I got any squares yet I'll play it in a sec.

God Don is doing to Loki what Mobius did to OB in episode 1. Mo it's okay to tell someone you don't recognize them when they recognize you. It makes the interaction afterward way less awkward and a lot easier.

Fuck what's wrong with your son why doesn't he talk to his mom/dad/parent FUCK I HOPE HIS MOM DIDN'T JUST DIE THAT WOULD BE SO SHITTY

THAT LYING BITCH

THAT ASSHOLE IN THE LOKIUS TAG AFTER EPISODE ONE WHAT A LYING BITCH [No I have a thought though, and I'm sure someone else has had it by now.]

MOBIUS TALK TO YOUR KIDS HOLY FUCK OH MY GOD

WAIT

IF IT'S BILLY AND TOMMY I'LL FUCKING SCREAM

NO LOKI

OH MY GOD WAS I RIGHT ABOUT EVERYONE

RIGHT STATE WRONG TIME IF HE'S A PROFESSOR I'LL SHIT MYSELF

OH BABY MY DARLING

I LIKE THIS BETTER

AWW

SOMEHOW I LOVE HIM MORE

THE POSIT ITS. OB!!!!

IS THAT THE LOOM

THE LINES FROM THE TRAILER

WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK

IF SYLVIE'S IN BROXTON AND HAS FORGOTTEN SHE CAN DO MAGIC I DON'T KNOW WHAT I'M GOING TO DO

I SWEAR TO GOD YOU GUYS I DIDN'T WATCH THIS EPISODE UNTIL NOW WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING

THIS IS SO WEIRD I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO

OH MY GOD IT'S NOT THE LOOM IT'S HIS WORKSHOP

HE'S STAYING SO LONG

OH MY GOD IS HIS REAL WHY GONNA BE BECAUSE HE LOVES MOBIUS? I'LL DIE

YES OB I WROTE THIS WE JUST TAKE BRAD OUT OF THE EQUATION AND I'M OKAY WITH THAT

SO I WAS GONNA SAY IRISH BOYS, KEVIN AND SEAN, BUT

BUT SEAN JUST ASKED FOR A DOG AND A SNAKE

THIS MAN IS AN ODIN VARIANT THE KIDS ARE LOKI AND THOR I DON'T LIKE THIS I DON'T LIKE IT HERE I WANT TO LEAVE

Baby Loki would have absolutely played with matches he stole

Baby Thor loves snakes

Take me back to before I was afraid of who Mobius was gonna be when I thought he was Theo and that was the end of it. Take me back even to when I thought he might be Loki but he was married so we might've actually gotten a Sigyn variant. Take me back to when I thought he might be Sigyn and his wife the Loki variant. Hell, take me back to an hour ago when I thought I was just gonna ship another version of thorki. This is a terrible theory.

Loki my god you are terrible at talking to your amnesiac love interest

MOBIUS I THOUGHT YOU SAID ON THE MARKET FOR A SECOND AND I FREAKED

MOBIUS OH MY GOD STOP TRYING TO SELL PEOPLE JET SKIS AND THOSE ARE YOURS

HE REMEMBERS WORD FOR WORD WHAT MOBIUS SAID

YOU GUYS I HAD TO LOOK THAT UP FOR THE FIC TO GET IT RIGHT AND HE RECITES IT WORD FOR FUCKING WORD OFF THE CUFF

AND THAT'S WHEN I STARTED CRYING

LOKI GIVE HIM HIS MEMORIES BEFORE HE CALLS THE COPS I HATE THIS

IT'S OKAY OB YOU'RE GONNA MEET CASEY SOON HOLY SHIT THOUGH I'D CALL 18 MONTHS FAST AND HOW DID YOU FIND HIM

THAT'S WHAT HE SAID TO SYLVIE

LOKI GIVE HIM HIS MEMORIES HE HAS CHILDREN WHO DON'T HAVE A MOM

You can MOVE the time doors??

LOKI GIVE HIM HIS MEMORIES

ALSO WHERE THE FUCK IS SYLVIE

SPACE NAME

OH MY GOD THERE SHE IS, IN BROXTON JUST LIKE I SAID

OKAY THANK GOD

OH MY GOD THERE'S BRAD

YES HE SAID IT HE WANTS HIS FRIENDS BACK HE HAS FRIENDS HE'S NEVER HAD FRIENDS AND NOW HE DOES I'M NOT CRYING I WASN'T CRYING TWO HOURS AGO WHEN I WAS SHOUTING HE HAS FRIENDS NOW IN MY CAR I'M NOT CRYING YOU ARE

I'M FUCKING BAWLING WHO AM I KIDDING

SYLVIE IT'S OKAY FOR HIM TO WANT FRIENDS IT'S OKAY FOR HIM TO HAVE FRIENDS THAT'S NOT SELFISH THAT'S BEING A PERSON

CASEY SHUT UP AND JUST FLIRT WITH HIM

LOKI NO DARLING

DUDE YOU SAID THAT LIKE YOU'RE SELLING HER DRUGS

SYLVIE

YEAH WHAT DID YOU THINK WAS GONNA HAPPEN GIRL

CASEY

OB NO

MOBIUS, B-15

SYLVIE

I CAN'T BELIEVE THEY DID THE FUCKING BLIP AGAIN

TIME LOOP FUCK THIS

FUCK NO FUCK THIS

NO NO

OH HE MEANT HIM OH THANK GOD I THOUGHT HE WAS ABOUT TO GO ALL SYLKI ON ME

LOKIIIIIIIIIIIII YESSSSSSSSSS <3

#loki #loki tv show #loki season 2 #sylvie laufeydottir #mobius m mobius #loki season 2 spoilers #loki 2x05 #holy shit what an episode #did not expect to get it THAT right in the fic though wow

[cellard0ors]

Where Eliza gets off to, Travis could really care less about.

His concern now is keeping Laura safe, and while his mind is still a reeling, complicated mess, he takes her hand in his and looks for shelter.

He feels both drunk and hungover, the way everything in his brain is sloshing around:

Laura and himself playing pretend pirates.

Laura and himself eating peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.

Laura kissing him - kissing him so well after days and days of deliriously good practice.

She's everywhere. She's in everything. She brings color to his past, to his life. Jesus Christ, how could he have forgotten her?

There's been a hole inside him for so long and now it's full - overflowing, bursting with her. With love for her and as they take refuge behind a large clump of trees, Silas's howls ringing out again, Travis turns to her, "Laura, Laura I'm so sorry. Fuck, all that stupid shit I said-!"

"It's okay." Her voice is warbling with emotion as she runs her fingers through his hair, tucking a few strands behind one ear, "You didn't mean it."

"No." He grumbles and he takes that same hand, kissing it tenderly, "No, I did. Don't make excuses for me. I was a fucking idiot. But I'll make it up to you. I swear to God, I will."

Silas howls again and Travis curses, pulling her closer as if to shelter her, "Once we get ourselves out of this mess. Any ideas?"

"You're asking me?!"

"Yeah." Travis deadpans, "You're the smart one."

Laura's smile wiggles some, overcome with emotion as she is, "You really do remember..."

She looks at his mouth and dear fucking God, does he want to kiss her, but, "Gotta wait, sweetheart. You kiss me now, I'm not going to stop. And while there's no other way I'd like to die..."

Laura draws in a loud breath and nods, directing her gaze back up to his eyes, "Okay. You're right."

Looking around the copse of trees they're hiding behind, Laura turns to Travis, "Alright, you said this site disappeared after the fire?"

Travis nods, "The fire happened at night. Next day we started the clean up - firetruck crew, garbage men, cops - the whole lot. We cleaned out some debris, a few bodies - but the day after," he shakes his head, "It was all gone."

"Hmm, no doubt Eliza shrouded it after that, because she not only came fully into her incorporeal form, but because she wanted to protect her body."

"That sounds plausible." Travis agrees, "We weren't finished in just one day - there was a lot left behind. We thought we had plenty of time. When none of us could find it..."

He lets out an aggravated snarl, "Let's just say red tape in a small town is both looser and stickier than you'd think. Mayor wanted it all tied up quick - found the whole thing an embarrassment - was worried it'd reflect poorly on his reelection."

Travis actually spits to one side, "After the curse hit my family, we looked for it too. But no luck. Yet here we are..."

Laura swishes her mouth from side to side in thought, "Well, it's been a long time, but looking around now, I seem to recall the contortionist's stage being over there and the cotton candy stand over there...so that would put Silas's cage and Eliza's caravan..."

She peeks around the trees once more before motioning to Travis that he should follow her. They stick low to the ground, picking carefully through the underbrush around them so as to make little to no noise.

They reach a burned out area of trees, small signs of life returning to the scorched wood in the form of green moss.

There's a loud, shuffling to one side of them and Laura grabs one of Travis's arms, tugging on it tightly so that he'll move with her behind some boulders.

They do so and only seconds later, Silas darts by, his nose raised and sniffing loudly. The two hold their breath as the werewolf prowls around the spot they were just standing.

Neither of them can say why luck has chosen to smile upon them for once, as Silas can't seem to pinpoint their exact location. Grunting and growling as he bounds off into the distance, away from them.

With the danger passed (for now) the two practically collapse in on one another. Laura gasps 'That was close' even as Travis looks at her and says softly, "You haven't changed."

Laura blinks at him, confused, until he looks down, his voice bitter, "You're just as beautiful as you were the last time I saw you. Just as young..."

"A-actually, I'm twenty two now..." She offers this as if it will help, but he merely snorts even as she tacks on, "In a manner of speaking..."

"How-?"

Laura shrugs, "Magic. She kept Silas and I young. Better that way - easier to keep us in her control. It's not the kind of spell someone can use on themselves though, so-?"

Another shrug, "She aged. It's probably why she forgot she'd been here before. It's why I sent you the tickets..."

"You found out I was the sheriff." Travis sighs and rubs at his face, guilt hitting him like a freight train, "You thought I'd come and save you. Save both of you."

One last helpless shrug and he lets out a sour laugh, "Here I was earlier, blaming you - when this really is all my fucking fault."

"No, Travis-!"

"If I'd have just fucking gone that night, none of this would have happened. I've thought that before, long before tonight," He laughs again, sadder this time, "At least now I know for sure it's true."

Laura looks like she wants to object again, but Travis isn't done as he looks at her, takes in her lovely face, "Look at you...still so young, still so beautiful...and here I am..."

He shakes his head ruefully, looking away from her, and she finally gets her chance to speak, "You have nothing to apologize for, Travis. You grew up. That's all."

"You can admit it: I grew old." Travis stresses, looking back at her, "Old and nasty - twisted. You don't even know the promises I broke, the ones I made to you-!"

"Hey!" Laura cuts him off sternly, takes his face in her hands so he'll look directly at her, "You didn't know you were breaking anything. Okay? I took your memories from you...I-I thought it would be easier. That you'd be fine without me...happy even..."

She runs her thumbs over his cheekbones and he leans into the touch as she whispers, "I hurt you first, Travis. So...it's okay. And-and I know you just got your memories back, but...nothing's changed for me. I still lov-!"

Silas howls again and there's the sound of him thrashing through the forest in the distance. He's not close to them, far from it, but the sounds remind them of their mission, of what they're here to do.

Laura lets his face go and returns with determination, "To be continued..."

"Oh," Travis grins, "You better believe it."

The two move out from behind the boulders. Bound and determined to continue their search.

#hackearney #my writing #the quarry #travis x laura #fin

[bertmobile]

We need better history education for our children I swear to fucking God.

When I was in seventh grade, I had a friend who was deep into the Countryhumans fandom (one-sentence horror story right there). And when I say deep, I mean deep. Hentai levels of deep. At the young age of 12, I'd seen things no mortal should be made to witness (she showed me some of the shit saved to her phone).

Now, I genuinely believe that while she did know it was weird, she did not comprehend the extent to which her interests were harmful. She straight up just did not have the historical knowledge to realize the gravity of her USSR x Nazi Germany ship art.

Once there was apparently a trend going around Countryhumans Instagram or whatever where people would draw swastikas on themselves as a fucking Countryhumans reference. Outside, after school, she showed me the one she'd drawn on her hand.

I don't think she knew I'm a direct descendant of Holocaust survivors, but I had probably brought up the fact that I was ethnically Jewish in passing at some point. Maybe she'd forgotten, or maybe I’d never told her in the first place. But even if I wasn't Jewish, that wouldn't have made any of this okay.

Now, if someone I knew did this shit today, I would no way in hell let them get away with it. But at the time, while it definitely did make me uncomfortable, I basically laughed it off as "just a joke" and forgot about it. She wasn't the only undereducated one here, after all. I didn't realize the gravity of the situation either. None of this would have happened if we had been properly taught history in school. But no, instead we had to learn about the fucking American revolution five years in a row. Obviously.

Because of the way this site is, I feel the need to say: please don't be mean to this kid in the notes. Besides this situation, she was genuinely a very nice friend and I really hope she's doing alright, wherever she is (I haven't seen her in over three years). This is not a Bert's Old Friend callout post, this is an American Public Education System callout post. Please understand that.

#important post #please don't reach the wrong side of tumblr #reblogs ok 👍

[ghost-the-silly]

Ghost Intro, what

Hello!

Name: Ghost_Bean/Ghost

Age: Minor. I don't want any creepy people following or interacting w/ me, get out

Pronouns: They/them

Interests (In order of how much I focus on them): Murder Drones (current obsession, as you can probably tell...), Splatoon (not very educated on lore sadly...), Wings of Fire (wof discord servers), Nevermore (Webtoon), She-Ra, The Owl House, Steven Universe, Amphibia, KIPO

Uhh... There's probably more but whatever

Hobbies: Drawing traditional art, wondering if I'm doing the right thing on Tumblr, not getting enough sleep, reblogging Tumblr posts at 2 am, finding more Murder Drones blogs to follow, sleeping... Huh, ironic

What I Do: I reblog and like posts from my favorite blogs! I basically just lurk around, throwing love at people's art and posts. I hope that I can help people find cool blogs to follow :]

DNI: LGBTQ+ phobic, TERF, MAP, Zoo, etc, Proshipper. Don't be a bad person. That's all I fucking ask. Have common sense

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Fun facts/Trivia/Whatever you wanna call this:

- I'm in a lot of WoF Army servers, so feel free to ask me about them!

- I draw traditional art of wof ocs, but I'm also trying to figure out digital art! I also dream of being able to draw Drones one day, but anatomy is... a struggle 😭 (feel free to send me tips/guides btw!!!)

- My favorite MD characters and ships are: Doll, Cyn, Lizzy, and Yeva (top 4 char.) | Ships: Dizzy (Doll/Lizzy), RussianDuet (Yeva/Yeva's Husband ((does he have a name??)), Oilrose (J/V), Juzi (J/Uzi), and some others that I literally can't remember because brain no work

- I don't have any strong opinion or preference on ships when it comes to some characters like Uzi, V, J, N, etc as long as it's not problematic. I like seeing other people's ideas and headcanons, either about the characters or ships! I also like Butler N and Maid V, they would be so silly together fr

HOWEVER, I do NOT ship N/Cyn, I see them as siblings. Please, for the love of God..

- I may stop being active on Tumblr for a while at times, but don't worry, I'll be back eventually! [Update: Tumblr takes up ~69% of my screentime so... If I'm gone, assume I'm somewhere without wifi or just trying to save my battery]

- I swear. Just- I swear. I try to keep it to a minimum tho dw... Shit- (haha whoops). Ok but tbf MD has gotten me to say things like "Holy hell!" more often lol

- I like the color periwinkle!! I also like any color from teal to dark purple, and sage green on the side

- Uh... I also don't exactly know my way around Tumblr. Like... Can I reblog something without tags? Does it show if I accidentally un-liked then re-liked a post?? How does tagging work??? Just general stuff too, cause I mostly/only like and reblog cool things

- I'm an English speaker only :/ (but Google translate, my beloved <3)

- I use tone tags a lot! It helps me get my message across correctly, and I hope it helps others understand what I'm trying to say!/gen

- I say things like Dawg, Fr, On god, Silly, Goober, and other things like that quite often, so apologies if it gets annoying/gen

- My timezone is CST! 'Murica !!! 🔥🦅🇺🇲 (Get me out of here)

- Murder Drones is so cool, what, I can't see colors correctly anymore, help me (/pos, MD brings me joy)

- I don't do actual posts often so don't expect that much actual Ghost Content

- guh.

- I LOVE WOMEN THEY'RE SO PRETTY HOLDING HANDS WITH A GIRL WOULD FIX ME IM SUCH A GIRLKISSER (I've never kissed a girl)

- I love yuri. I need yuri. I wake up, yuri. I go to sleep, yuri. Always yuri. Robot yuri? Yes please. I wrote an essay on why I love Doomed/Toxic Yuri because yuri

- Other socials: ghost_bean on Discord, JustARandomGayPerson on toyhou.se

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That's it! Feel free to ask me anything (as long as it's not NSFW, political, hateful, etc), or let me know if I might've forgotten something! I'd love to answer any questions you might have, and I want to get to know Tumblr's silly and amazing community!

Have a great rest of your day/night, and may your favorite show get another season and an (actually good) movie

#introduction #ghost is losing their minds what #the tags #my newfound freedom and silliness #have a great day lol bye #how do i pin a post/j #ghost silliness

[nikethestatue]

based on the information in ACOSF, Nesta and Elain would go through the same complications Feyre had when she was pregnant with Nyx. they don't have the womb structure to push out babies with wings unless they have a magic fanny which of course because "fave" 😒

Well, there are 3 major issues with this whole Illyrian baby premise.

(and that's why, kids, if you retcon on book 5 on something important, make sure that it makes a little bit of sense)

If the Cauldron/Mother/The Cauldron's Swirling Eddies paired Feysand, Nessian and potentially Elriel and gave them mate bonds then perhaps it should've considered all the issues with inter-species breeding. What is the purpose of pairing incompatible species?

(Also, may I add something that isnt discussed, but it's kind of gross to imply that the Illyrians and their children literally tear apart their non-Illyrian mothers because Illyrians are supposed to reproduce exclusively with Illyrians? I am sorry, but it's a very WEIRD concept. It's even weirder because Drakon who is winged can have children with Miryam, who is in fact HUMAN still, and have no issues (gimmie a break with 'soft wings'), but the Illyrians are forever forced to only breed amongst themselves).

The other issue of course is Nyx is 75% Illyrian. So he is basically Illyrian, and of course the ridiculousness of the injunction that Feyre cannot have him in a natural environment in which he is supposed to be born--aka from her when she is Illyrian--is also crazy. 'It can hurt the baby' if she turns back into an Illyrian? I am sorry, Madja. What about killing the baby and the mother?

(Another side note--no Illyrian healers/doulas were consulted in the birthing of this kid? If I was gonna have a winged kid, you better believe that I'd want to talk to EVERYONE who's had a winged kid before me.

Hell, ask Azriel, because apparently he can just stuff Cassian's organs back in his body and 'hold' them in there, while Cassian is like commanding armies and smiting enemies.

Azriel would have a better idea of what to do in this case, than Madja)

Lastly, there is no guarantee that a 50/50 kid would be born with wings. Rhys wasn't. He can conjure them, but he doesn't naturally have them at all times. What is to say that a Nessian/Elriel babies would be different?

Another gross thing about this whole thing is that Feyre, yet again, was completely sidelined. She is so dim, she couldn't bother to pick up a book? Talk to a couple of healers? Do some research on what she might be carrying? Her only comment was 'But the Bone Carver didn't show me a winged baby". GIrl, you really gonna believe a Death God who's been willingly sitting in Prison for 5K years as your primary source of baby info? He is your OBGYN? You couldn't bother going and meeting with some Illyrian women? Talk about--what it's like to have a baby like freakin' Cassian?

I swear this fucking book makes my brain hurt.

Anyway--bottom line is this. We ain't ever gonna hear about Illyrian baby birthing again. That so-called storyline was done and over with, because you know, 2 sisters can't possibly resolve their issues with a good conversation and working together, nooooo, it has to be some ridiculous life and death thing. But it's been done, and just like Tamlin's stone heart and a bunch of other weird things, it will be forever forgotten.

PS Also, did anyone congratulate Nesta on becoming an Oristian and killing Queen B? Didn't think so.

#anti ACOSF #ACOSF

[hinatastinygiant]

3 | The Unexpected Desire

Warning! Sexual Content!

Pairing: Naoto Tachibana x Fem!Reader

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"Y/N, when was the last time you've seen your father?" Naoto says as he flips through your file for the millionth time in the past hour.

"Why do we have to talk about him?" you ask. "Naoto, he's got nothing to do with this, I swear. I haven't even seen him in years."

"Have you talked to him since then? I need you to tell me something, anything that can help clear your name. Otherwise, you might face serious charges and a lengthy prison sentence."

You hesitate for a moment, feeling the weight of the situation pressing down on you. Naoto's stern demeanor contrasts with the memories you have of a younger version of him who protected you from bullies. Just as he fixes the glasses on his face, you glance at him, remembering he's actually quite handsome and remember a long-forgotten crush from your childhood.

"Hey, do you remember my tenth birthday party?" you smile softly, hoping the change of conversation might help break the tension. "When Sam Gullivan tried to kiss me, and my dad went ballistic trying to slap him, but I got to him first?" you ask, trying to lighten the mood.

Naoto shakes his head. "Please don't tell me those stories, Y/N." He seems a bit flustered, clearly not keen on revisiting such memories. "That won't help your case."

"Hm," you smile, "I remember you scolded me that day for taking things into my own hands," you then laugh. "I miss that side of you."

"Y/N, cut it out," he groans. "Gullivan didn't deserve the crap you pulled on him for the rest of that entire week." He then stands up quickly, much to your surprise.

"I'm just talking!" you persist.

"No, it's not just talking when you act like that!" he begins to raise his voice. "Stop bringing up the fucking past!"

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry. Can you please just sit down?" you ask. Unfortunately, stubborn Naoto just shakes his head. "Please, I really do need your help... At least, I think you're trying to help me."

Naoto sighs as he sits back down across from you. "Now what?" you then question him.

"God, Y/N, I don't know," he grumbles, looking back down at your file. "Just stop admitting to your violent past."

"When I was ten years old?" you scoff. "I didn't realize that shit made me a bad person."

"If you make this too personal then I won't be able to help you," he explains, finally meeting your eyes.

"Okay then," you shrug.

"Really?" he hums in disbelief that you just agreed so easily.

"Yeah. On one condition..."

"You're not in a place to make-" he begins before you cut him off.

"Admit you've never had feelings for me and I'll stop for good. I promise," you say, giving him a playful smirk.

Naoto shakes his head, staying silent.

"Really? Huh, I wasn't expecting that," you tease, trying to gauge his reaction.

"If I didn't like you, I wouldn't have followed your idiotic ass around all the time," he then admits, his face reddening slightly.

You can't help but grin at his confession, pushing the boundaries a little further. Leaning closer, you then ask, "So, how about a kiss?"

"If I kissed you I'd get taken off the case. Seriously, I can't do that," Naoto stammers, looking flustered.

"You can always just erase all the tapes afterward, right?" you then grin.

"Well, technically, I can, but..."

Your grin only widens, and you taunt him, "Oh, really? So, you're saying you can do whatever you want?"

"Of course I can," he nods, trying his best not to appear flustered before you. However, you can easily see right through that move.

Naoto sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose as he moves his glasses out of the way momentarily. He seems torn between his professional duty and the lingering emotions from your shared past. So, in a matter of seconds, you lean forward and grab him by his shirt, making the decision for him.

"If you want to kiss me, kiss me," you say softly, watching as his eyes glance down at your lips. Much to your surprise, he then reaches his hand around your neck and tugs your hips against his. Your eyes widen, so in shock as he kisses you- a searing kiss you're certain you'll never forget.

Just as you can feel yourself begin to slip away, allowing a soft moan to reach his ears, he pulls away. "It's a bit hard to do that when you're so far away," you then grin. "Why don't you come closer? Not afraid of me, are you?"

Naoto blushes. "Y/N, we can't do that again."

"Oh? Why not?" you hum. Naoto doesn't answer. "Okay... why don't you come here then?"

The second you ask him that, his chair makes an awful squeaking sound and he stands up. Frozen. Hesitant.

"Naoto?" you call out to him, standing up as well, despite how you've still got one hand cuffed to the stupid table. He's too far away now for you to reach out to him so you've just got hope he won't leave.

Instead, you try to smile at him. He doesn't return the gesture. "A-are you okay?" you then question. He looks at you for a moment before reaching down and closing your file. Then, silently, he makes his way over to your side of the table. He walks over and stands right behind you, allowing you to feel his chest pressed up against your back. You can even feel pressure against your ass, but you decide against bringing up that conversation.

You attempt to turn around, but he gently places his hands on your arms, quietly telling you not to move. Electricity courses through your body at his touch. Once more, you lean back, but this time it's him who initiates the kiss.

You grind against him gently, enjoying the soft moans that reach your ears in response. When he pulls away again, still annoyingly hesitant, he whispers in your ear, "You shouldn't do that."

"Why not?" you grin, still testing him. But he doesn't give you a verbal response but rather kisses you again to shut you up.

His hands begin to wander down your sides. You moan into the kiss as he reaches your ass. You push your hips harder against him and he groans. Time has completely slipped away by now. You've given up trying to convince yourself that this is real and decide to just enjoy it instead.

Naoto's hands then move under your shirt, up to your stomach stopping only when he reaches beneath your bra. He takes one nipple between his fingers and tweaks it. You gasp and bite down on your lip.

He then leans forward and kisses your neck. You close your eyes softly, allowing your lips to part, quietly egging him on with soft praises and moans. You can feel him begin to grind against your ass now. Somehow, growing even more.

Eventually, his movements make it hard for you to support yourself standing up and you reach down to the table, using it for support as he rubs himself against your backside. 

A louder moan escapes from your lips as he pulls your hair aside and bites your neck gently. Your legs are beginning to shake at the overwhelming need to satisfy the growing ache between them. He then carefully leans you forward so you're bent over the table you're still partially handcuffed to.

You can feel your pussy getting wetter by the second, not helped by the way he touches your hips so carefully and pulls you closer to him. You push your ass back against him and he spanks you hard, causing a gasp to come out of nowhere. Then, he spanks you again.

"Shit, what happened to you saying we can't do this," you tease him, though you are quite literally not in a good position to let him be in a bad mood. But Naoto ignores you, too busy groping you while he's got the chance. "Dammit, are you gonna fuck me or what?" you then grumble. And instantly you regret it.

Naoto lets go of your hips and fixes his posture. Probably realizing just how far he let that one kiss go, he takes a step back. You look behind you and see complete confusion glazed over his eyes.

"What're you doing?" you ask as you watch him shake his head. "Don't stop now."

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that," he whispers, mostly talking to himself.

"No, Naoto, no," you stand up as he begins to walk back towards the door. "Come on, don't go! You asshole! You fucking tease!" you then shout as he walks out.

"Shit," you then grumble, all alone again. You fall back into your chair which had previously been cast aside. Well, there goes your last change. 

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#naoto tachibana x reader #naoto tachibana x fem!reader #naoto tachibana x y/n #naoto tachibana x you #naoto tachibana #tachibana naoto #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers x you #tokyo revengers x y/n #tr x you #tr x reader #tr x y/n #tokyo revengers #x fem!reader #x reader #hinatastinygiant #fanfiction series #fanfiction #fanfic #ao3 fanfic #ao3 #shameless

[trillgutterbug]

tagged by @malewifemanhunter ty!!

name: trill q gutterbug, the q stands for queer

star sign: who knows or cares

height: 5'10, which means i can definitively say coffee doesn't stunt your growth, even if you start drinking it age 4

time: 9:38am 😓 i do NOT want to be awake rn but the rest of my family is gone atm so the grisly burden of letting the chickens out at ass o'clock fell to me. (eta it is now 12:13 bc i fell asleep for two hours before posting this)

birthday: the day laura ingalls wilder was wed

favorite bands/artists: of montreal, why?, clipping., and nine inch nails are the eternal faves i can't get sick of, but im also tremendously partial to kendrick and lil nas and hozier and mcr and twenty one pilots and the like. also i listen to a lot of chillhop and electroswing, because im a good person with good taste

last movie: i think mad god, which was fantastic and completely incomprehensible. i don't usually have the attention span to sit through a movie if im watching it alone, so.... ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ (eg, the way i still have to finish everything everywhere all at once, which i got an hour into last week, enjoyed tremendously, then got up to walk around and listen to a podcast and play a video game and jerk off or whatever the fuck, and just haven't gone back!)

last show: i believe the latest ep of what we do in the shadows.... or maybe sunny? or euphoria? whatever it was, i was watching it with jackie im sure!

when did i create this blog: idk where to find that info, but im p sure 2014, after LJ shat the bed and i dipped from active fandom for a couple months and when i came back it was like.... owo where'd everyone go?! here, apparently.

what i post: constant thirsty nonsense about a rotating string of fandom obsessions, shitposts, sometimes a bit of tumblr-brand anarchism and socialism bc even the junkfood buffet churns out a smidge of healthy caloric content every once in a while

last thing i googled: i don't use google but the last thing i duckduckgo'd was........ where's wade wilson from, bc i saw something that said vancouver and one of the movies implied regina but i swear to GOD i know it's winnipeg from some other source. results annoyingly inconclusive.

other blogs: @truelevelb1tch, my rick and morty side, which is going to pop off again in a MONTH (!!!!!!!!!) when s6 starts dropping 😱😱😱. i do not apologise for the person i become when r&m occurs, fair warning

do i get asks?: not enough to worry about, thank goodness

following: idk where to find that info either, but it's probably a few hundred, the vast majority of which are inactive at this point. i probably see <50 blogs on my dash??

average hours of sleep: like eight, which is NOT enough for me, but it varies wildly between 5 and 10 depending on what im doing for work on a given day/whether i have to get up early for animal-related reasons/if im up reading fic until 3am/time of year/blah blah

instruments: flesh flute....,,,

what i’m wearing: nuthin

dream job: I Do Not Dream of Labour

dream trip: i hate travelling! but i am partial to visiting my cousins' farm on the reg, so let's say that

nationality: canadian

favorite songs: the trapeze swinger by iron and wine has been my fave song for about ten years. it's almost ten minutes long and if stats across various laptops and ipods and phones could be collated, it would show a playcount in the thousands lol. i first heard it as the closing music on the amazing podfic for the inception fic presque vu and it gutted me on the spot. ode to the mets by the strokes is also on the same trajectory. otherwise, my fave songs come and go in the usual way, by liking something and listening to it repeatedly until i can't stand it. (eta: just went into my music app to see if i'd forgotten anything, and literally the only thing on my "most played" list is the trapeze swinger, so...)

last book i’ve read: currently reading (aside from the massive eternal stack of ww2 ref books) the half life of valery k by natasha pulley and grimscribe by thomas ligotti. most recently before that i read borne by jeff vandermeer, the kingdoms by natasha pulley, blood meridian, the d&d 5e player's handbook, and some postapoc scifi thing that was so forgettable i genuinely cannot conjure up the name of it or its author!!

top 3 fictional universes i’d like to live in: idk, they all seem uniquely bad in ways that do not necessarily improve upon the unique ways in which our current universe is bad. but to be sporting i'll say star trek of course, anything jared harris is in bc i want to fuck him more than im afraid of space terrorists or freezing to death or nuclear radiation, and the fictional universe i've been manifesting in my imagination for years where we never invented agriculture and i died at birth for simplistic umbilical cord-related reasons

lowkey tagging @kaasknot, @collapsinghorizons, @mollynoble, @twobrokenwyngs, @pohjanneito, @lingua-mortua, @sloppyplanetary, @alakeeffectgirl, and @quiescentire

#meme