#idk whats appropriate to tag

[pearlwingdraws]

Raptor?

#my art #full disclosure this isn’t meant to be any specific raptor #drew it with no references or anything in mind #jsut wanted to draw a little fantasy dino of sorts #paleoart #raptor #paleo art #dinosaur #idk what’s appropriate to tag when it’s not even really like? a REAL animal akdksks

[m1d-45]

Alright let me try this again.

What if Reader vented to Birb Xiao, not knowing that it was actually him?

They talk about their fears and frustrations, letting out all the words they've wanted to tell a person, but they have to settle for their pretty bird because no one will listen.

So Xiao is just sitting there, resting in the True Creator's hands, listening as he gets a glimpse of how they truly feel.

They say the milileth is like a raging stampede with their spears and swords. They say how the Qixing all seem so cold and unfeeling. They talk about how Zhongli genuinely terrifies them, because he acted so kind to others but was borderline cruel when hunting them.

They talk about Xiao, too, but they don't seem to have many complaints. They haven't seen him in a while, and the last time they crossed paths with him, he just... let them run. The adeptus had looked angry, but also a bit startled (and perhaps, a bit guilty?) at the sight of them. They even once overheard him leading milileth soldiers astray ("by mistake" says the creator, but Xiao knows the truth) by saying the creator had left a while ago, when really, they were still very nearby. While they say they are still a bit scared of him, they don't fear him as much as they fear the others.

All the while, Xiao sits, still as a stone. He takes in every word, every shaky breath and darting glance. He nuzzles into their hand, hoping to offer even the slightest bit of comfort.

He hopes that they continue to be unafraid of him in the future.

-Sibling Anon

he who is without sin

a/n: decided to make this one a full fic for no reason in particular (i don’t have an actual post shhhh)

word count: 1.1k

-> warnings: imposter sagau things, minor blood mention, spoilers for xiao lore, some spoilers for liyue (like names and titles of people/places)

-> gn!reader (you/yours)

taglist: @samarill || @thenyxsky || @valeriele3 || @shizunxie || @boba-is-a-soup || @yuus3n || @esthelily || @turningfrogsgay

< masterlist > (has context for bird!xiao if you’re lost)

from the moment that xiao was saved, when his new name was bestowed upon him and he signed his contract with morax, xiao had made a promise. another contract, one without physical ink and paper, one bound to his soul.

one to you, his creator.

a pledge to stand by your side, a clause written in by the god that forged his original contract, releasing him from his duties to liyue to serve the one that had granted him life. a permanent extra sweep to his duties, always on the lookout for the highest god above all.

however, he was not the first to find… ‘you.’

‘you’ had landed in sumeru, nested in the large tree surrounding the akademiya. ‘you’ had climbed down, introduced ‘yourself’ to the sages with a smile. everybody was quick to give ‘you’ the glory rightly the creator’s, ushering ‘you’ atop a throne of silver and gold, offerings laid at ‘your’ feet with all the haste of those deprived of the divine.

xiao may have hung back at the beginning, unwilling to allow his karma to infect ‘your’ other worshippers, but he still did his duty. he still kept ‘your’ path clear of enemies, and was the first to pick up his blade when word broke of your imposter.

and yet, when he laid eyes upon the one he was supposed to hate, he was the first to repent.

xiao took a shaking breath, crossing his arms around himself. “morax?”

the elder god turned, amber eyes soft. “what is it, xiao?”

xiao marched through dihua marsh, polearm gripped tightly in his hand. a large hilichurl camp had been reported, which while not an issue normally, was the third in the last four days.

irritation was openly displayed on his face, the anemo around him simmering with his anger. why did the abyss have to act up now, when they were on a hunt? surely even they, as infected and riddled with darkness as they were, worshipped a god? or was that the source of their evil?

he kept marching north, only turning his head at the sound of a soft gasp.

“how will i know when the creator arrives?”

morax smiled, not upset like xiao had anticipated. “don’t worry about such things. when the time comes-“

you stood on the path branching west, eyes wide. you looked nearly exactly like the ’you’ on the throne, the same cool eyes that called for your death now wide and staring at him in fear.

“-you will know.”

you turned on your heel, your armful of sunsettias tumbling to the floor, but… xiao did not chase you.

instead he brought a hand to chest, under his necklace. he pressed, feeling the still-regular beat of his heart.

he pressed, searching for the place where his karma used to be.

from the moment that xiao realized the truth, when his new duty was bestowed upon him, he had made a promise. another contract, one without physical ink and paper, one bound to his soul.

one to you, his creator.

he flew down from the sky, landing in your outstretched hand. he chirped a greeting, body relaxing under your gentle touch.

“hello there, friend,” you cooed, sitting straighter under the tree. your tree, the one you kept coming back to, the one he always directed other adepti away from because it was for you, not them. not him.

you fed him as usual, but stayed strangely silent. no stories of the kindness mitachurls showed you, no update on how close or far the people searching for you had gotten, none of the usual things he looked forward to. you just… sat. watching him in your hand, an emotion he didn’t know the name of drawing your brows close.

maybe you just didn’t want to talk today? but if something was troubling you, he wanted you to share, to allow him some of the weight off your shoulders. then again, he was just a bird to you…

“do you know ganyu, pretty bird?”

xiao froze, thankful he was facing your palm so you couldn’t see his eyes widening.

“i thought i did.”

he looked up, carefully, daring to meet your eyes. this time, he could pin down what you were feeling: betrayal.

his finch heart burned.

your thumb pet over his wings, but he couldn’t bring himself to enjoy it. not now.

“i thought she was kind.”

she was, he knew firsthand. how she worried over the tianquan, fretted over her skills both with a bow and with a pen, how her and the yuheng kept each other afloat in the sea of endless work assigned to the jade chamber.

you smiled. it was bitter. “i guess i should have known better regarding the adepti.”

xiao’s heartbeat raced in his ears, something hot burning a hole in his chest. he was an adeptus, he wanted to say, he could be trusted.

but you didn’t know him as an adeptus. you knew him as your little songbird, your friend, the one you continued to risk your life for, even if you didn’t know it.

he chirped once, somber. he wanted to apologize, to take up his blade against his own king on your behalf, to walk up to the fraud’s throne and watch them bleed red.

but you didn’t need that. so he sat in your hand, leaning into your fingers, and let you speak.

as it turned out, today had been a busy day for you. you had wandered into the path of a millelith patrol, which had happened before, but not with keqing at the head of it. not when she had darted forward in a flash of lighting, electro arcing along her sword. not when she’d pulled out and blew a special whistle even as you ran, one that you couldn’t hear but could feel under your skin, taunting you as you tried to navigate the maze of bishui plain.

when you told him of ganyu’s frostflake arrows, he wanted to cry. when you described the anger in zhongli’s eyes, he started to weep.

you didn’t deserve this pain. you didn’t deserve having to outrun planet befall, you didn’t deserve to fear your life being stolen by those who should protect you at all costs- he should have been there. he was south, too far south to hear the whistle, but he should have been called.

he should have protected you.

under the shifting leaves of a sandbearer tree, your songbird cried. and you, none the wiser, continued to spell out the cause of his torment.

.

#sibling anon #sagau #self aware genshin #genshin impact #genshin self aware au #genshin #sagau impostor au #genshin sagau #sagau xiao #xiao #xiao x reader #sagau x reader #genshin x reader #gender neutral reader #i should have made all of these full posts in truth #but like. yk. :/ #whatever whatever hindsight and all that right? #i should make a bird xiao tag shouldnt i. hm. #i have full posts w like 300 words i should have just done that for all my bird xiao asks- but those aren’t really plot?? it’s kinda just #worldbuilding?? unless that counts as headcanons??? idk i’m not really involved in fandom what’s the appropriate term #[says i’m not involved in fandom even as i’ve written over 250k words for one (1) video game] i’m so funny #bird!xiao shenanigans

[wildartsstuff]

Carlo x Romeo bc why not

#I posted this on the official lies of p discord server #also idk what is the name of this ship because with Lampwick and P I call it WickPi #but Carlo and Romeo are different people so I want to use the appropriate tag for them #drawing #digital drawing #fan art #lies of p #lies of p fanart #liesofp #pinocchio lies of p #lies of p pinocchio #romeo lies of p #carmeo

[voltfruits]

hmm. thinking about how when the party goes into Aubrey's bedroom on One Day Left and she finally apologizes, Kel's immediate reaction is to apologize to her in return. and also thinking about how Aubrey always targets Kel in physical combat but also in her verbal accusations (Aubrey's dialogue upon winning in the church fight is "serves you right, Kel" and she doesn't seem nearly as mad at Sunny despite him actually slashing her with a knife). i know the common fandom perception is that Kel and Aubrey simply drifted apart after Mari died, but... i think it's very likely that something actively bad happened between them, but neither one of them wants to bring it up again. and i definitely feel like Kel secretly blamed himself for Aubrey's downward spiral.

#this is all headcanon ofc but my personal theory is #that after mari was buried aubrey would visit her grave ever day and try to get kel to come to #and eventually kel was like ''are you gonna do anything besides sit by her grave all day? when are you gonna move on and live your life?'' #and aubrey (justifiably) took that REALLY badly and then there was a screaming match #i think kel is generally well intentioned and he always wants people to look on the bright side of life #but he doesn't yet realize that it's not appropriate to force positivity on people all the time #idk. he's always forcing himself to fake happiness so i feel like he could force it upon others too #TLDR what if kel and aubrey had a fight like kel and hero except things didn't get better afterwards. are you crying yet #omori #aubrey omori #kel omori #omori headcanons #volt.txt #kelbrey #not romantic ofc but i know kelbrey nation will eat up this angst so. take it #oops there are hella spelling errors in these tags. whatever. L taken

[pipermintz]

#rouxls kaard #deltarune #undertale #silly #oc #idk what else to tag #I kinda wanna #well I don't want to say “raw dog” #but definitely do something whacky to rouxls card #i mean “raw dog” would be the appropriate term but I don't want to say that outloud #you know what I mean?

[organized-chaotic-disaster]

Alright everyone, I've done it

I made a tally of Dan vs. Phil that delves into the truth of ALL OR NOTHING— what kind of difference did it make? Who suggested it more? Who is the true winner of Dan vs. Phil?

What you find may not be what you expect, but I promise you that the truth is there, waiting for you to discover it

#dan and phil #dan vs phil #danandphilgames #dan howell #phil lester #daniel howell #amazingphil #danisnotonfire #(you're never escaping that branding dan xo) (/j) #phan #idk if that's an appropriate tag for this bc it's not shipping #but it doesn't seem that that tag is strictly for shipping #I just don't know what the fandom's overall tag is rip bozo (me) #please lmk if I'm wrong and I'll take out the tag I don't wanna spam!! #I just want people to see this 😭 #I actually did put a lot of work into it and I'm really proud of that tbh #I'm autistic as shit tho so overall it was just a Fun experience tbh 💕

[someoneimsure]

Summary: You are an adopted child of Bruce Wayne with trauma responses. Don’t worry. He knows how to give good hugs.

You aren’t entirely sure what brought you here. Your head is empty and all you can feel is uuuugh, and it’s probably going to last for hours. It’s been so long since it started that you can’t even remembered what triggered it. As far as you know, there’s not much you can do about it.

Bruce notices you when you walk in and immediately puts the newspaper aside. “Hey, kid. What’s wrong?”

You open your mouth, but no words come out, and you grimace. You sign at him that you need him to stay put. You feel kind of stupid when you start doing it, but you know it’s necessary and you begin to manhandle the recliner under Bruce until he’s leaning back with his legs up.

He’s stiff, with his hands clenching the armrests a touch too tightly, but he settles down quickly enough. This is how you know he trusts you, however small, with his well being, but today you can’t feel the warm and fuzzies because of the stupid funk you’ve found yourself in.

You hop up onto him and flop down on his chest.

“Y/N?” he says, clearly confused.

The warmth and pressure has already started to do its magic and you find your voice again. “I just want to feel safe for five minutes, okay?”

He hesitates, and you imagine he’s unsure what to say or do. It’s fine, you tell yourself, because this is working. You can speak, after all, so clearly that’s a win.

But then he wraps his arms around you and tangles his fingers in your hair as he presses you deeper into his chest. You feel cocooned in warmth and gentle iron muscles, and you remember you’re not the first kid Bruce has ever adopted. Someone else probably tried to do something similar before, and now Bruce knows what to do for you.

#Batsis!reader #Batson!reader #Batboy!reader #my fic #have some warm and fuzzies #hurt/comfort #Good Dad Bruce Wayne #Bruce would do this for any of his kids #please enjoy #and have a cookie #Bruce Wayne #You are a child of Bruce Wayne with trauma responses. #bruce wayne x reader #bruce wayne x you #what are appropriate tags for this? #idk #Reader #also this has so much tim drake energy omg #triggered

[morgana-ren]

You ever see a piece of media that is very blatantly meant for adult consumption but for some reason, the fan base around it is ultimately comprised of packs of rabid 12 year olds who shouldn't be indulging in the media in the first place and utterly lack critical thinking or comprehension and couldn't understand nuance or perspective if you gave them baby's first homework assignment on it?

#morgana whinings #i was rewatching an old show and made the mistake of checking the tag #granted it's a very popular show #but for some reason it is FILLED with children who literally can't comprehend the writing #like the type of show that has insane violence and themes that are not appropriate for uhh KIDS #where the fuck are your parents #kids who are young enough to believe shit like daydreaming is 'shifting' #and literally lack the world experience and comprehension to even indulge in this media with a semblance of understanding #i really try not to be a boomer about most things but i really believe parents should... idk.... be parents? #like kids playing morrowind or watching game of thrones #sometimes its harmless #other times its seriously worrying #i know kids wanna grow up so fast and they always think theyre smarter and wiser than they are #its a perpetual problem in the video game and writing community #i understand it and i remember it #but sometimes adults aren't 'being mean' by keeping you out #sometimes you need to be an adult enough to realize not everything is within your comprehension #and youre a child making an ass of yourself in what is a fully adult fan space for a reason

[pistachi0art]

Damn, mama moola and the happy family is adorable, will you do anymore? What did Arden do?

TY! and YEAH I will bc there’s more I wanna draw with them. ^^ asks about family dynamics, characters, and scenarios really help me think of interesting things to draw, so the more asks about such will help. I’ll also make stuff on my own accord as well ofc!

As for Arden you are probably asking about this right:

why is he locked up? In sum let’s just say that Arden has an idea of the difference between strong and weak links in his alien society and bc he didn’t have a punching bag anymore he started to proceed in some unethical “cleansing” of the populace and eventually got caught and locked up bc of so.

(in the au where Mama Moola lives, he really thought she’d be cool with it. bc she’s the only one who kept visiting him while he was locked away and bc she’s his mother. She’d understand. right? righhhht? She’d forgive him for thaaat….)

#ask reply #small things #I’m not sure how to tag this uhm #tw troubling ideology?? #idk someone tell me what would be appropriate for this #arden ardven #arden #benrey fam

[willowser]

the storm has picked up, by the time you see him.

early summer is torn by lightning, thunder that rattles the bones in your chest until you're wide awake with dread settling in your belly. you know the feeling intimately, can place it as soon as your eyes open; you're not sure what you're afraid of or why it's made you clammy — but it has.

through the slats of your wooden blinds, you watch the sky as it brightens and dies: in the dark, it's an open void, big and menacing and spitting out a downpour that seems unending, and then you're granted a flash of light, thin and tall and painful to witness.

you think you'll never understand gojo satoru. maybe once you thought you did, but he's always been five steps out of reach. on a separate plane entirely. if anyone could explain the mystery of him, it would be—

lightning strikes; out in the courtyard, contrasted against the night. the silence left behind is overwhelming.

you don't bother with shoes, because you don't want to train with damp socks in the morning and you're sure they'll still be soaked, after a storm like this. instead, you hurry out in a robe too expensive for this occasion; maybe that will elevate you somehow, you think, enough to be worthy of whatever he hides behind that blindfold.

you suspect he can hear you coming, especially after you nearly slip on the wet stone and then again on the slick grass, but he's without a teasing remark, this time. the dread returns, given a weight that matches your grief and his.

it's hard to blink up at him, into the rain. he's so blinding, even now: a flash across the sky, piercing through the night. gojo is without his mask and his hair is sopping, stuck to his forehead and down to his cheeks, and even his eyelashes are heavy from the storm. this is clearest you've ever seen him, with his sharp, smooth face, his defined brows and the straight line of his usually wide and open mouth.

you don't recognize him, like this. but how could you?

there's a cigarette between his lips, unlit and folding against the rain. plastic crinkles between you, and you see it there, crushed beneath the expanse of his big hand: a half-empty carton, the brand shoko smokes. the ones she shared with—

"satoru?" you ask, though the robe doesn't help. you feel like a beggar, then, as he keeps his monsoon eyes on the bare night ahead of him. "you're going to get sick, you should come inside."

it's a pathetic thing to say, to the immortal. he's too smart for this, to fall for your feeble bait; in response, you get nothing but another rattle beneath your skull. your teeth chatter and your cheeks grow wet, hot with tears you thought you'd drained dry.

stupidly, you think, if only suguru were here. you could ask how to ascend to the level they're both on, how to slip past the defenses of a god. you are still five steps behind, but now satoru stands ahead, facing the void. alone.

you squeeze your eyes shut against a tidal wave of sorrow, salty with guilt at the very feeling. suguru was your friend, you think, drowning, he was your friend and you loved him, too. whatever you're mourning isn't him anymore and you know that, you do, but—

"satoru, please," you rest your forehead gently against his arm, as if you could soak up his own storm. "please come inside before—"

"if you wanted me in your room so badly," when he turns to look down at you, he is softened, rasping; striking in silence, in the distance, clouds receding. "all you had to do was ask."

the cigarette is gone and both his hands are in his pockets. his eyes are hollow and clear, the curve of his smile a realm away from them. when you say nothing, only gape up at him in surprise, he turns out of your reach, and it's the absence of him that draws attention to the sudden breeze against your forehead. no longer warm, from the heat of his skin beneath his drenched shirt.

"c'mon," he calls over his shoulder, grinning in a way that has only ever infuriated you, though now it turns your stomach. rattles your bones. stutters the beat of your heart. "before you get all sick and full of snot, gross."

behind you, the rain slows, the sky darkening, uninterrupted. quiet, finally.

and gojo is still five steps out of reach.

#i am handing you this quietly underneath the table #on a little square of paper that had been folded very very carefully #and if you ask me about it i will deny ever writing it or knowing anything about what you're talking about #i'd rather eat ROCKS than tag this appropriately but 💀 i just spent so long organizing my blog RIP 💀 #gojo x reader #IF YOU ASK ME ABOUT THIS !!!!! I WILL NOT SPEAK !!!!!! #nikuniku this is for you btw #i wrote this like a mad woman idk if it makes sense WHOOPS !!!! #oh well !!!!! good thing it never really happened !!!! #✿ willow writes #✿ thoughts: gojo

[technicalthinker]

august | sastiel (+destiel)

August sipped away like a bottle of wine, 'Cause you were never mine

#sastiel #sam winchester #castiel #spn #samcas #im sorry it was inevitable im surprised this didnt happen earlier #destiel #im tagging it with destiel bc it is KINDA BOTH so i find it appropriate #look this was so tricky but this song is so essential sad!sastiel that i haD to #I HAD TO #them in s14+15 has the vibe of old lovers who thinks about the old times and the what-if's #like their so soft and yearning and so MUCH with each other and i wanted to capture it in this somehow #idk if i did it but im glad i tried #now i can work on easier songs in the future #and yes another tswift spn edit THIS IS THE WAY!! #also man i sometimes think i should get on tiktok for my shorter edits but god is it wORTH IT

[sprout-fics]

i saw your reblog about makarov and i 100% agree im excited he’s a great villain but also dreading it all because i know for a fact people are gonna write fluffy cute fanfic for him, i’m fine with people liking the actor who’s gonna play him seen a few things julian is in and he’s really good and seems like a nice guy but like let’s leave it at that?? sorry for the rambling thoughts

Honestly, again, folks can write what they want. I'm not going to stop them, because this is fandom and we can do what we want. I personally will not read it for reasons mentioned prior.

I will confess I have considered writing for Makarov, but nowhere near a romantic context. The idea I had for him which I will probably not pursue is a very winter-soldier type affair where he manipulates the main character after they are MIA from the taskforce. He is meant to be written as manipulative and dangerous, and even after MC is freed he continues to haunt them. Romance is not involved, only emotional manipulation. It's an interesting concept, but I feel a sense of discomfort with the idea of writing it because I'm not particularly prone to dark fics. I'm thinking about maybe incorporating the idea into some Whumptober prompts, and leaving it at that

#idk I've been conflicted about a lot of this stuff recently #I think there's a balance between write and let write #and being acutely aware of the reality that villains are based off of #I've written for Graves and Valeria but I do not for a single second condone what they've done and the things they are based off of #and I try to incorporate into my writing that they are not good people and therefore relationships with them are not healthy due to that #but I know I'm not perfect and I own up to that too #idk I've been thinking about going low on fandom commentary for a bit because I feel like its asking for anon hate #and that stresses me out #If folks want to talk to me about this they are welcome to over dm but I don't debate anons #anyways as always please tag your fics appropriately so people can filter the stuff they don't want

[non-plutonian-druid]

i let it get so far into over the garden wall season without even touching my otgw au. thats so criminal of me

heres a WIP sneak peak to make up for the radio silence on that front. gee i wonder who they're hiding from! they sure do seem scary!

#tua #the umbrella academy #diego hargreeves #ben hargreeves #mr pennycrumb #and #five hargreeves #im playing coy but not THAT coy #ben and diego get stuck in the woods #please enjoy this look into what hideous colors i sketch with #and i know i made a wip tag a million years ago that i never use and now i dont remember what it was #was it just #WIP #my WIPs #? #idk probably one of those #my art #i should do a seasonally appropriate otgw au reblog spree BUT it is too late for that right now #feel free to take it upon yourselves to do so in my place. tag's linked in the post and also its the ben and diego get stuck etc etc one

[funnierasafictive]

about your most recent post, what do you mean by white people having to watch out and think about what they’re doing when it comes to introjecting?

Regarding this post

Specifically like, if white bodied people (reminder that white-passing people are still POC though!) want to change their name to a name that's for example traditionally Japanese, etc. (I'm not just pointing out that this "only applies to Asian names", this is just a common example!).

Obviously we (our system) can't stop anyone from doing what they want with their legal powers, but it's something we hope white systems really think about before they change their name so easily to something like that

Because of white privilege, white people most likely won't know what POC or SOC (systems of color) go through. People with less-white sounding names get racially profiled and/or deal with their names constantly being mispronounced to the point of changing their name legally to sound more white, or adopting an "English name". I don't think I have to explain the leaked Flight Ban/Watchlist and why the people on that list were there, for example

I hope that explains it! If white people want to change their name to something "different", I literally can't do anything abt that! In short, we brought that up because of racism, xenophobia, and bullying that's been done to people with less-white-sounding names.

#ask #anon #BTW Im not talking about INTROJECTING im talking what you do with this information AFTER the fact #Also our system is not white- we are asian. I'm saying this so that you know our perspective!! Not bc our words shld be 'better' than anyon #And also bc we cant speak for EVERY person of color. our perspective is of someone who is asian yipee #Also now that I'm reading what we said in the tags of that previous post- I hope it isn't read too much as a threat #But I trust that you can understand why any POC might phrase things like that when it comes to appropriating names #Also if someone says 'but what about spanish names?' well the context is that Spain colonized many countries so idk what to tell you #Ask us if you'd need this post tagged! #Also I'm being very /gen /lh!!! not mad at all #Also AGAIN pls pls i dont speak for all POC OTL.. but I hope this explains why ANY POC might ask you to think Deeply about ur privileges

[makerofmadness]

So uh. (Man I need to get back into AAF-)

#andy's apple farm #andy the apple #spooky's jumpscare mansion #sjsm bad ending #Sjsm spoilers #<- tbh I'm not sure if tagging “spoilers” is even like. Appropriate given this game came out like years ago but it just. #It just kinda feels right to me to tag that since idk how many people who follow me have played or watched playthroughs of the game #Sjsm protagonist #specimen 14 #<- I realize that's the tag people use for the player character. Idk if it's official or not but. You know what it's cool so-

[bludgeon-alt]

some whiteboard sillies

#uryu ishida #jugram haschwalth #zangetsu #old man zangetsu #idk what the appropriate tagging for him is pray emoji #bleach #my art #half new content half repost LOL #this will be the last repost I prommy