#my brain just went brrrrrrr

[alildritten]

Why is my brain suddenly deciding that it wants to have a hyperfixation on a blue hedgehog and all his friends??? Especially now, after all these years, when my friend and mutual @the-unified-programs has talked about the franchise since, idk, forever?? I’m genuinely confused. No, seriously, I’ve been hearing about the Sonic franchise for years, and was interested and all, but then tumblr shows me a few posts about Sonic Prime and suddenly?? I’m trying to see as much Sonic content as I can? (Also I’m now realizing how much my brain was confused on haha. Not gonna elaborate) Legitimately. I am now having trouble focusing on other things that I enjoy. Why- why is this- what??? Bjshahhfdjnwkzxk

#… tumblr went: oh hey here look at this see this its some people talkig #about sonic prime #and i was just. okay. alright. and then went and watched dantdm play sonic frontiers (because. why not.) #and now brain go brrrrrrr #i have never attempted to draw sonic before in my entire life and now i have twice?? #this is a dumb thing to post i might delete it later just kinda spewing out my thoughts right now

[wikagirl]

fun fact: my bg noise for drawing the magical gabe was like a 2 hour long podcast with Doctor Mike of the two ghost hunting dudes I like to watch some times, talking about how one of them had testicular cancer.

#tw cancer mention #dw guys he's fine they went snip snip and the cancer is gone now #it'S just funny to me that out of all the things available on the web THIS is the background nosie that makes my brain go brrrrrrr #and go into productivity mode

[kakushino]

Giyuu gets a cramp in his thigh while training and needs a massage. He's in too much pain to do it himself... but there's this Kakushi nearby... 👀

Flamey, you made me choke on my saliva when I read this. Please, give me more

And with the girls in our discord feeding me... I could not resist. My brain went brrrrrrr

Word count: 0,7k this is filth, also chubby fem reader

Masterlist

"I-is this good?" she asked, massaging his left thigh with careful strokes.

Giyuu was sat in one of the rooms of Water Hashira estate, the shoji doors leading to his training space open. She had had to strip him of his hakama, leaving him only in his fundoshi and a thin training kimono top.

"Yeah..." he muttered, closing his eyes. More than once he had been tempted to fake a cramp just to get her to touch him like this, but logic won every time. A kakushi's job was endless, especially when attending to a slayers' needs day in, day out.

But this?

Giyuu hoped it never ended.

Her warm hands, softer than his own, kneading his thigh oh so close to his crotch-

He moaned when her fingers dug into a particularly hard knot in his muscles. A light blush dusted his cheeks.

"Sorry..." she apologized, soothing over the spot with her thumbs.

Really, he should make it up to her - for putting up with him.

And, as he felt his cock stir in his pants, he knew just the way both of them could relax.

"S-slow down- ngh!" she tried to muffle her cries of pleasure, but each slam of his hips against her ass stole one from her throat. He was so impossibly deep it felt as if he was pushing on her lungs from the inside.

Giyuu could not slow down if he tried, the ripple of her body when he thrust into her hypnotic. He was lost in the motions, his left thigh still sore from his earlier cramp though he cared little - what else could he care about but the way her snug cunt gripped his cock?

Though he was silent, he was not quiet. Breathless gasps and choked moans left his lips, adding to the wet pap pap pap symphony of their fucking, the only witness to it being their discarded clothing.

His hands gripped her plush hips tightly, flesh spilling between his fingers, making him admire her sturdy frame.

He had to see more of her.

Giyuu withdrew from her to turn her onto her back, her mewl of disappointment only urging him to be quick in slamming back inside of her. This time, he got to see her deliciously big tits bouncing with each thrust; his mouth watered at the sight.

“Giyuu~” her voice was strained, whiny, as she tried to grab at anything and everything in reach. 

He leaned forward, the need to be closer to this hidden pearl of a woman winning over the enticing movement of her body against his. His arms caged her in, their breaths mingling and she finally found purchase - clawing at his back desperately, and the pain only served to make him slam harder into her, urging him to chase their pleasures quicker.

The new position allowed him not only intimacy but also to grind against her puffy clit with each roll of his hips, her moans and cute squeaks rising to a crescendo, her tight pussy clenching around him, making him choke out, “Where-”

Her thighs tightened around his hips, the answer as to where an obvious one, even to one as lost as him. A few erratic, disharmonic thrusts, and they were both gone.

Her throat failed her, her mouth gaping open, eyes closed and brow furrowed. If Giyuu could paint, he would immortalize the sight to come back to - to come to. Alas, the only thing he could paint were her insides with white.

His breath stuttered as he stilled as deep as he could, a shaky groan leaving him as he hid his face in her neck, pressing open-mouthed kisses to her skin, as they both slowly calmed down. 

“That was…” she started breathlessly, unable to finish her thought, fireworks still shooting up her spine every time Giyuu shifted a little.

He knew he had to leave her warmth eventually, but he also really really wanted to snuggle into her arms properly. He started to pull out with herculean effort, when his right thigh spasmed like a bitch. 

“Fuck-” He slipped out and flopped onto his side gracelessly. “Another one-” A blush of embarrassment took over his face, the pain and humiliation all adding to his frustration at the situation as he hid his face in his hands.

The Kakushi giggled, “I guess it’s time for round two.”

Oh, he’d give her round two, as soon as the pain passed.

dividers made by the amazing @benkeibear

#desi's moots time uwu #desi's ask box #giyuu x reader #giyuu x y/n #giyuu x you #tomioka giyuu #giyuu smut #demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #smut #IM NOT OKAY THIS IS PURE HORN #chubby reader #sub!reader #sub reader #kakushino

[whereonceiwasfire]

If you're game to write a cheese melt (Vlad & Dani father-daughter dynamic) ficlet, I'd love to read one. If not, that's cool :)

*vibrating with excitement* My friend. Your cheese melt art has been living rent free in my head for WEEKS. It's my sincerest pleasure to write a ficlet for this. I hope it's okay that it's an outsider POV, I just had an idea and my brain went brrrrrrr LOL

May I offer you a dysfunctional parent-teacher interview?

Parent-teacher interviews are always a nightmare, but there's one in particular that’s making Amity Middle School’s beloved Ms. Burnell sweat through her shirt. As the time slot nears, her gaze keeps flickering to the clock, her classroom door, back to her nervously interlaced fingers on the desktop.

It’s going to be fine. Perfectly fine.

“This one! Over here! Dad! This is my class!” The excited words, shouted in the syrupy sweet voice of a little girl, sets every nerve on edge, Ms. Burnell’s heart plummeting straight into the pit of her stomach.

Oh lord. Maybe it’s not going to be fine. 

Her student comes bounding into the classroom, eyes bright and excited, oversized blue sweater sleeves slipping over her hands, even as she gestures emphatically for her father to follow. Black hair spills out of her ponytail, whipping across her face as she throws herself into a desk across from Ms. Burnell’s with a bright smile. 

Her father, on the other hand… 

The heel of his expensive Italian loafers strike against the linoleum as the man stops at the threshold of the classroom, cool gaze doing an assessing sweep of the space, expression crinkling in distaste as it does. He doesn’t say a single word, doesn’t make any move to actually step inside the classroom. 

Ms. Burnell is the one who clears her throat, pushing to an awkward stand as she extends a hand out to the man. 

“Hello, Mr. Masters. Thank you for making the time to come discuss your daughter’s education. I know you’re very busy.” 

The man’s eyes slip to her outstretched palm, and for a motifying second, she doesn’t think he’s going to take it. When he finally does, he just gives a brief, cursory shake before swiping his palm off on his suit jacket and striding past her toward his daughter. 

Ms. Burnell’s face is all kinds of warm, chest tight with embarassment as she fumbles back to her desk, trying to wrestle herself back into some kind of composure. Still, she barely looks up as she pulls out a folder with Danielle Masters scrawled across the tab.

“Dad! Dad! That one’s mine! Do you see it? Do you like it?” Danielle calls proudly, tugging on her father’s suit sleeve and pointing toward the paintings that are spread out beneath the windows to dry, paper wavy and crinkled.

“Oh, er. That’s actually a good place for us to start,” Ms. Burnell cuts in apologetically. 

Mr. Masters gaze snaps from where he’d been examining his daughter’s project, over to her, brows dropped low. 

“Why? Is there a problem with my daughter’s work?” The question is sharp, accusatory, and she’s pretty sure her soul shrivels up a little bit at the unguarded disdain in the man’s eyes.

Swallowing hard, sweat beading against the back of her neck, Ms. Burnell resists the urge to immediately take it back. Surely he can see the problem with the piece—isn’t going to make her say it? 

It's too scary.

When his challenging gaze doesn’t waver, she forces the words out. 

“Uhm. Well. It’s just. Not quite. Appropriate for a sixth grade class?” It pitches up into a question as she gestures vaguely toward Dani’s painting. 

It’s a bit sloppy, the layers of paint caked upon each other, the lines hasty and uneven, but the scene itself is clear enough—a little, smiling, white-haired girl in the shadow of some kind of hulking creature, its skin blue, eyes red, sharp fangs bared as its cape flares out to take up the rest of the page. 

Ms. Burnell almost set up an appointment for Danielle with the school counselor when she saw it, wondering if Dani felt like she was the little girl, trapped amongst nightmares and “monsters.” She decided against it for the time being, until she could speak with the girl’s father, but that’s proving rather unhelpful so far if the contemptuous way the man is looking at her is any indication.

“Did Danielle complete the assignment?” he asks finally. 

“Uhm. Yes.” 

“And adhere to the grading criteria?” 

“Sh-she did,” Ms. Burnell answers reluctantly.

“Then I don’t see the problem,” he answers, finality in the words as his gaze turns to his daughter. He takes a much softer tone with her, brushing the disorderly strands of hair off her face, an absent domesticity in the way he straightens the ponytail gone lopsided. “I think you did a lovely job, dear.” 

“Thank you! I used Alizarin Crimson,” she answers proudly, hair flopping right back into her eyes.

“Excellent choice.” 

“Uhm. Well, there’s also the matter of Danielle’s conduct,” Ms. Burnell cuts in.    

The man lets out an irritated sigh, arms crossing over his chest as he leans back against one of the desks, one ankle crossed over the other, unimpressed gaze finding Ms. Burnell once more. 

“What?” he says, like it’s an inconvenience.

She swallows hard. “She’s been…uhm. Not getting along with some of the other girls.” 

“That is so unfair, Mackenzie started it!” Danielle shouts abruptly, popping up to her knees on her chair, palms slapping down against the desktop. 

“Well that’s not what Mack—” 

The girl keeps going, cutting Ms. Burnell off. 

“She said the only reason Eli agreed to play with me at recess was because Joshua dared him too, and I said nuh unh and she said yuh hunh, and I asked how she knew that, and she couldn’t even prove it, it was so obvious she was making it up!” 

“Mackenzie told me that you said some pretty unkind words to her, Danielle.” 

“Barely! I just said it was a bad look for her to be so jealous of me and just because she looks like she fished her outfit from the same trash bin she got her personality from isn’t any reason to be a jerk.”

Her father’s expression twists into a sharp smirk, amusement lighting his blue eyes, and Ms. Burnell thinks she’s starting to get a better sense of why Danielle is proving to be one of the most challenging students in her class this year. 

“We treat people with kindness and respect in this classroom, Dani. Do you think what you said to Mackenzie was kind and respectful?” 

“Well…” Dani’s gaze drops, expression pinching in thought, and Ms. Burnell thinks she might actually be getting through to her.

“It doesn’t sound as though this other girl was treating Danielle with kindness and respect,” Mr. Masters answers, the words coming out with a mocking turn, like he finds the concepts incidental at best.

“That’s true. She did start it,” Dani reasserts, turning her gaze up to her dad.  

“I’ve spoken to Mackenzie about her part in everything,” Ms. Burnell answers tightly. “But we’re here to talk about Danielle’s conduct. That’s not the only incident of its kind that’s occurred this year and—” 

“You know, it sounds to me as though Danielle’s doing just fine,” Mr. Masters says, pushing up to a proper stand, tugging the bottom of his sleeves and smoothing the dark, wrinkleless fabric.

“But—” 

“Did she make this girl cry?” 

“Well. No, but—” 

“And how are my daughter’s academics?” he asks, gaze fixed on hers, sending a chill creeping down her spine. 

“Fine, but—” 

“Has she gotten into a physical altercation with anyone?” 

“Not exactly, but—” 

“Started any fires?” he asks, sarcasm and derision dripping from the words. 

“No, she hasn’t started any fires.” 

“Then I believe this meeting is finished. Thank you for your time, Ms…”

“Burnell,” she answers weakly.

“Thank you for your time, Ms. Burnell. Danielle, are you ready to go?”

“Yup!” She pops up to an enthusiastic stand, rushing over to the windows to snatch up her painting, twisting it toward Ms. Burnell. “Can I take this home?”

She gives a heavy sigh, massaging her temples with her fingertips. “Sure, Dani. That's fine.” 

“Thanks, Ms. B!” As the girl traipses after her dad, a bounce in her step, horrifying painting swinging at her side, Ms. Burnell can hear the girl still chattering away, even as they pass out of her classroom, voices growing distant. “Do you think I should have made Mackenzie cry?” she asks.

Ms. Burnell is glad she can’t hear the man’s response—she doesn’t even want to know his answer.

#dp ficlet #danny phantom ficlet #cheese melt #danielle phantom #vlad masters #outsider POV #thanks for the ask! #liliande-comics

[bluespiritshonour]

First of all I’m such a big fan of your art and writing. If you would be down (and I know your super busy xD) I’d love to see your take on Maiko wedding art (pic for reference)!

Thank you so much😊

Hi! I saw your ask and my brain went BRRRRRRR!

Because, well, FASHION!!! So, before we get to the real deal—I just fucked around and here's some self-indulgent Mai sketches! Hehe.

She looks more like canon Mai without the makeup. (I coloured her eyes in the same layer, please ignore ⊙⁠﹏⁠⊙)

So, Fire Nation wedding dresses are white. What Ta Min is wearing here and what Ursa wore in the comics. I imagine Mai would sooner slit her throat with her own dagger. LOL. So, red it was. FN has heavy emphasis on the colour red. It's considered an auspicious colour in Chinese culture and I've seen traditional Chinese wedding dresses are predominantly red. (Please free to correct me if I'm wrong!)

Also, Mai has worn red without any hesitation in canon.

Sorry, I didn't do the Roku/Ta Min one that you asked for—for some reason I couldn't.

Pose inspiration for this one are Gomez and Morticia. I know Maiko is like the Addamses only aesthetically—but they were both traumatised kids; I don't see why they can't be like the Addamses when they're both grown up and adults and healed somewhat.

Plus, all that PDA? Definitely Addams family vibes.

And oh! I drew such glorious eyebrows for Mai but alas, her bangs came in the way 🥹

But I absolutely have to share it!

Aren't those eyebrows glorious? [sigh]

Anyways! Thanks for enabling me.

P.S: my full-updo Zuko propaganda is raging full force. That man has to have long hair and he has to put it all up!!!!

#askbox #maiko atla #mai #zuko #avatar the last airbender #ink blot #artists on tumblr #as for the black background that's my personal preferrence #there's a reason why i love mai so much lmao #i can't with warm colours! #full updo zuko propaganda #maiko wedding portrait

[rabid-mercenary16]

Bro this is like so random, but I’m probably gonna forgor this by the morning, so I may as well say this since… I dunno, I’m half asleep.

Even though I don’t know you, I’m proud of you? I dunno, I guess I’m usually a bit jealous when I see people doing such good things that I can’t do, but when I saw your art and realized you’re like my age and less than half a year younger than me my brain just went “HOLY SHIT THIS IS AWESOME” so like- figured I’d say this. Even though I don’t know you, I think you’re pretty cool, and your art is awesome

Also your OC makes me happy, like I look at them and it makes me happy, since it’s not some overly happy energetic person, but it’s not someone who’s like just laying there and giving up. I mean, don’t mind me, I just do actually give up, I’d rather not try to do something, tban to do it wrong or anythin, like so I guess seeing someone somewhat similar to me in age and all that is just making my happy hormones or whatever tf their called in my brain just going all brrrrrrr happily.

Usually I don’t like doing shit, gonna be honest, I just give up, don’t do anything, would rather stay to myself, not interact, but it’s people like you that has actually unintentionally had me interact with things and try things.

Like for example I met moshieee through you, and all that jazz and it makes me happy and all. Dude I should not have had all those tick tacks and I should not be sitting on the couch half asleep, but…. Uh

I’m

Un

Um

Fuck autocorrect

Anyways uh just gonna say that cuz I’m half asleep and I ✨sleep write✨ sleep text? I dunno… lil bit of both

Am I gonna put this on anomalous? I dunno, let’s see if I remember to click that, but if not I’m uh sorry for my random comments and all, I just feel the need to tell people that there awesome. Their. They’re? I

Grammar is hard. Uhhhhhh have good day

For some reason just you existing is giving me motivation, so I guess like, thanks for unintentionally and unknowingly making me wanna do stuff

—person that literally doesn’t know you

No I mean that person you literally don’t know

But is eepy

Shit I don’t think that’s how the address tingys at the end of things go

Whatever

Have good day, imma go probably forgor to sleep now

OH

OK IM GONNA GO AND CRY NOW THANKS

#YOUR SO SWEET OMG #SOBBING RN #AND PLEASE SLEEP #artists on tumblr #KEEP TRYING THINGS FIND YOURSELF #YOU BEAUTIFUL SILLY

[bagle-le-time]

There is uranium on the qsmp my radiation brain just went BrRRRRrR

Make these cubitios radioactive its good for them I swear

#qsmp #qsmp liveblog

[yourlocaldisneyvillain]

hii <3

i indeed would like to ask for the “director’s commentary” on a particular story :))

your rambling is everything, so go wild on poor little meow meow Larissa and our favourite menace Wednesday hehe

hiiiii!!! sorry it took me a bit before my brain got less mushy and i could string coherent sentences together! i'm still very much sick though so excuse me if i ramble a bit too much lol.

okay so these two live in my brain rent free now. it started off more as a challenge? or something to be like wooo controversy, and like. how can i make this work. but even though it started that way i never intended it to be like, badly done. from the get-go i put a lot of thought into it and wanted to actually make the story as high-quality as i could in terms of character development, their relationship and all the technical aspects (you know as you are one of the betas haha, and you know how many times i tweaked things, proofread, and how many times zephyr and i went through it). like i wanted to develop it as much as one can reasonably do in 14 chapters without getting sidetracked. and that was supposed to be the gimmick, like oh some ppl are gonna think it's controversial but it is actually well done and they might still be inclined to read it if they just bothered to try! (like a naive lil disney princess i forgot this is the internet lol)

the more i got into the story, the more i adored these two and their dynamic, or rather the dynamic i created for them. i think they just work, or more like, i've made them work. ppl have accused me of being a pedophile multiple times in the last couple of weeks while i've been posting the story lol, and asked me if i ship them in the show now, which is imo just fucking ridiculous. this is a separate universe that builds on what we had, or rather should have had, in the show, a story about two grown women who are both very odd in different ways and have found love and belonging with each other. i think neither of them could do a conventional relationship in my universe, and so this makes perfect sense for them!

i love writing larissa as a poor lil meow meow. there is just something about a pathetic, lonely middle aged woman that makes my brain go brrrrrrr. and wednesday is just a delight to write. i love channeling her voice. i used to be a lot like wednesday as a teen lol, that's sorta how i talked (i had no friends lol), so channeling her is a fun blast from the past and feels very natural to write.

it was a joy to write tbh! and personally, i don't think it's like.... even that out there or particularly (hehe) controversial? it's very much a coming of age rom-com sort of thing, but make it like... Quirky and include some dark humour. the outraged reactions i got to it honestly made me wanna write actually controversial stuff lol. i tend to want to spite the haters :)) and prove my point that fiction is fiction. i am very annoyed by the whole puritan internet culture, it really fucking irks me, esp when it's enforced by the self-proclaimed weirdos and goths and whatnot, who don't know what pedophilia even is lol nor could recognise it in fiction or real life. i know i won't get my point across to people who have already made up their mind about me being the actual pedophilic devil, but i will sure have my fun! i can't wait to challenge myself again! :))

also "particular" really inspired me to write longer works!! and i learned that i am most comfortable with that sort of format. all the things i am planning in the future are multi-chapter fics and rather long! and how i prefer to do it now is to write it all in advance and then post -- that way i know i won't lose interest midway haha. i am motivated by that sweet dopamine of wanting to share my work!

so yeah, i met some lovely people bc of this story (looking at you @the-frankenman-writes, actual gem and joy and delight), i strengthened some friendships, and i think it definitely made an impact on people! i grew a lot as a writer and it pushed me to refine my skills! so all in all, i'm very happy <3

stay tuned for the last chapter!!! a christmas special! :)))

#i got an ask! #i will produce my own garbage and also consume it #particular tag

[roosterforme]

“you’re such a fucking tag chaser” JUST BURY ME RIGHT HERE

My brain went BRRRRRRR, nonny!

#if you ask emily

[mariatesstruther]

god i just LOVE the idea of joel becoming a more lax, do-whatever-as-long-as-its-safe type of parent when they get to jackson

like hes so overprotective and on edge all the time with ellie throughout the show, because he’s just so obsessed with keeping her safe and keeping another little girl from dying on his watch. i’d hope and imagine that once he and ellie really feel settled in jackson, he’s able to relax and let his parental hair down, so to speak (also he also is just. getting older??? i feel like he’d grow into having fun grandpa energy, especially when baby miller gets old enough to fuck around)

so he returns a little more to the kind of father he was with sarah, putting more trust in ellie as she gets older and helping her learn to relax, too

he’s encouraging of ellie doing chill teenager shit, like taking days off from school and taking her dinner home from the dining hall so she doesn’t have to eat/talk with that many people, or sleeping over a a friend’s place for a couple night so they can marathon whatever dvds the latest patrol has brought in

at first, it really suprises ellie and freaks her out; she’s not used to joel being so easygoing, and on a bad day she almost convinces herself that he doesn’t care. this thought goes out the window, of course, when joel suggests they play hooky for a few days just to go out to the lake, so he can teach her how to catch fish and have good ol’ fashioned joel and ellie time

just joel and ellie learning how to live and relax and have a daddy-daughter relationship where their survival isn’t an immediate concern

for @clickergossip bc u said ONE thing about joel being a bad influence and my brain went brrrrrrr

#joel miller #ellie williams #tlou #the last of us #tlou headcanons #drabble #ideas #i have a day off today and thinking about grandpappy-vibes joel is how im spending it

[jemtokall]

I just saw your plain fanart and I have to say it's so beautifull!!

Also, I personally have been freaking obsessed with that ship for a long time and it's a shame there really haven't been that much Player x Brain shippers.

Anyway, I came here to say that Sigurd, Brain and Player would be a legendary trio. 😎

You have correct opinions only AHA I need that trio so badly, I want to see how they all mesh with each other and for them to go sleuthing

Tbh I was a hard sell for Plaine because I can't see Player with anyone other than Eph. And I have my own ship for Brain. And there wasn't anything super special about Brain and Players interactions in khux. BUT. Then recently I saw fanart of them (yall probably know the one) and my brain went brrrrrrr

BECAUSE. BECAUSE BECAUSE!!! Imagine. They barely knew each other, and this is *if* they recognize each other/Player2 reveals that they're Player1 to Brain

The only thing they have in common is what they lost.

And thats the most painful thing about them. And this can apply to ship or platonic, either way that's the only thing linking them together. And as a ship? Tasty angsty stuff that doesn't feel destined to last and I am HERE for the painful potential of this ship

#thank you for bugging my ask box :) /gen #head full so many thoughts #i love spewing words about khml i am so!!! excited!!!! aaaaah!!!

[stranger-nightmare]

Eddie fucking Munson is 10000% into any body type.

He has no preference for what you weigh or how tall you are anything

If you’re chill he’s down.

Like you know that man would have a big tiddy plus size goth/punk girlfriend and he would fully make her sit on his face. Like sorry my brain went brrrrrrr cause I got thighs and belly and I know that man would just

Sees you shirtless the first time sees your anxious cause body image insecuritys are a bitch and just walks over like

“Babe. Look at me. Yeah? See me? Now” and just take you hand and put it first on his dick to be like

“Feel that, that’s just from looking at you like this” like making ya feel the tent he’s pitching. And then kneel down and go all soft heart eyes and just place you hand on his heart just

“And that thing going like a jackhammer is because you are just looking at me. Your perfect, and I’m the luckiest guy in the whole of the universe to have you”

Like ugh my brain went brrrrer thinking of Eddie with a thicker girl.

But also he would be 100000% the same if his girl was fairly small, or midsize whatever because man likes what he likes and if he likes you. Oh babes. He’s gonna just

“Yeah I see her naked. Fuck I’m the luckiest man alive”

Sorry if this made zero sense

-🎸😈

babe please my heart and my pussy is crying over this :’)

like Eddie please let me be your big tiddy goth witch girlfriend, I literally want nothing more

bc like I also feel Eddie would be so into it if his partner was a bit witchy, like he’d fully be fascinated but it all and will literally sit and listen for hours whilst you talk through all your crystals and your favourite tarot deck, and like he’d pick his favourite crystal and you’d gift it to him and he'll put it on a lil piece of string and wear it as necklace asdfghjkl Eddie please we could be so good together lmao

but yeah absolutely Eddie seems like the kind guy to fall in love with the person rather than looks or anything so he thinks you’re beautiful no matter what size your are bc he’s just so enamoured with you, he literally doesn’t care he just thinks you’re so fucking hot

and you can bet he’ll always be there to tell you just how hot he thinks you are and how much he loves you, like I can picture him being very reassuring and patient with you and he’s definitely great with words of affirmation to help make you feel more secure with him

gods fuck me up I’m so stupidly horrendously down bad for this boy

-hope

#wasp answers #🎸😈 anon #eddie munson #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson headcanons #eddie munson x you

[azrielgreen]

The line in the new chapter where Eddie said Robin is "like him" is sending me. I'm probably looking too deep into it but Robin/Chrissy is actually my fav rarepair, my fav Robin pairing in general, and you write it S O W E L L 💞 My brain going brrrrrrr. I love Chrissy (and i love her being Eddies Platonic Soulmate) and i love the way youre writing her and Robin interact. I'd love to hear your reasoning for including that pairing!

Oh I love that, thank you so much!!! After writing Black Out Days, I really became interested in the character of Chrissy and i knew when I started Touched i was going to bring her in as a friend and make her part of the family, but it was only as time went on that i became very interested in how her relationship with Robin would be with Chrissy and I couldn't imagine it without Robin falling in love with her. Especially as I started feeling more and more than Robin and Eddie have this similar baseline of "Alphaness" in a few small subtle ways, it just naturally manifested that way and I was so excited to write a pairing I've never written or even read before!!

💜💜💜

[atiny-piratequeen]

For the fic ask game, any or all of the following if you are still taking questions:

M: Got any premises on the back burner that you’d care to share?

N: Is there a fic you wish someone else would write (or finish) for you?

O: How do you begin a story–with the plot, or the characters?

M-I actually have an event thingy ive only told a few people about where I do a series of small (by my standards so like...probably 4k+ each) oneshots based off of manga and doijins im like in love with. Since im finally mentally able to come around to writing more and I didnt do Kinktober this year, its something i wanted to do next year as a little mini thing. I also have a series commission stewing from a friend that has magical college au ateez with like. All off the soft shenanigans

N-one of my favorite kdramas in the world is called Touch Your Heart and if i ever saw someone write a mfin TYH for a group/ship im into I think i might just simply scream forever. As far as fic I'd love for someone to finish for me- probably AEOM:F. I genuinely lost all my drive to continue that one and i feel bad bc folks ask me to continue but im just hnghrhrjrjjjjj yknow?

O- i think it depends on the story. With something like AtT, the very first thing that came to mind was Hongjoong underwater reaching out. And then my brain went BRRRRRRR and now everything else followed after that. For Night Shift, it was characters first and then the plot came later as I went. I think the bigger the scale my stories are, the more likely I am to formulate important plot points and settings before certian characters. Hell, the whole endgame of AtT changed after Answer came out

#the inner machinations of my mind are an enigma #ask game! #thank you for asking ilysm! 🥺💖 #absentcaryatid #att asks #fic asks

[wackybuddiemewbs]

Okay, might be just me and shamelessly overthinking this (it probably is... it usually is???). Anyway. I keep going back to this week's episode and my brain goes brrrrrrr.

The point being: Buck and his tendency to keep busy/distracted.

Buck playing around with 'em 'saurs was certified some of the cutest shit to ever grace this show, but it got me thinking. Like, Buck's constantly keeping his hands busy, basically. And to me it felt not just like something very innately Buck to do, but also as a way to keep busy, maybe overplaying some nervousness he may genuinely feel.

In his mind, he seems very clearly focused on Eddie and offering advice and encouragement to look out for himself, but with his body, I just continue to get this vibe that Buck is basically all over the place. And that this is actually more reflective of where he is mentally and emotionally right now. And somehow, the dinosaurs had me think of that all the more because they felt to me like a visual cue to highlight that ambivalence.

To me, one of the recurring themes with Buck is that he'd much rather try to "fix" things for everyone else to keep the people he loves happy and safe. Which is not to say that he's the one exclusively doing it or that he seems to overwork himself physically per se. But. It feels to me like it was a "welcome" distraction (not that he welcomes his friends suffering, but he strikes me as someone who'll much rather jump on that and make it his sole focus than anything else).

He could focus on basically anything but his own feelings and the trauma he hasn't really addressed yet that came from seeing his best friend (love of his life) nearly die from being shot by a sniper. There was Maddie and Chimney, there was his girlfriend and her difficult family history, there's Christopher, and then there's now Eddie foremost. And next he'll have Bobby to worry about, too.

So I'm very curious to see whether that's gonna come to bite him eventually, too. Maybe not this season, but perhaps at a later point next season, when there is no "distraction" anymore. When it's really just him and all those things he basically only mentions in passing or jokes about. When he "deflates" and the pressure is gone, only to maybe realize that the pressure's what kept him upright before.

To me, that'd make for a neat storyline. But that may also be very much related to the fact that I'm huge on Buck whump lol.

Picking up on the mentions in passing and jokes another time... am I the only one who finds it kind of jarring that this seems to be back in full swing? Like, sure, he's always one to crack a joke, but I just keep getting those flashbacks to Buck Begins. When he recounted to the firefam what went on and keeps making "funny" comments whereas everyone else shows a more "matching" emotional reaction (i.e. being sad and shocked and feeling empathy for him).

It's been a habit and coping mechanism for him before, and I'm curious to see if the writers want to pick up on that by having him crack jokes and easy-going comments about his own traumas more frequently.

I mean, Buck recounting during therapy session with Dr. Copeland that they figured he's got trouble sharing his true feelings... it's just constantly on my mind when I see and hear him joking, deflecting, distracting himself from his own problems. So I'm aching to find out whether that's something they'll expand on more in the future. Again, it'd make a very interesting storyline for me personally.

That being said... Buck:

May you soon find healing (in the arms of your husband-to-be) and let your life be graced with all the 'saurs you want to play with. You earned it.

#911 season 5 spoilers #911 spoilers #911 season 5 #buddie #evan buckley #evan buck buckley #let the random ramblings continue #actually don't #but I can't #so yeah #you gotta live with it #bye

[saybiwithme]

morning renee! i didn't get to sleep until nearly 4 o'clock this morning cos my favourite F1 driver (who is currently not actually driving) randomly showed up at the met gala and interacted with anne hathaway (my ultimate celeb crush) and my brain was just going brrrrrrr for hours 😭😂😂

how are you???💖

Morning Ebony!

Oh my god I don’t blame your brain for doing that for hours 😭

I also went to sleep at 4am but that’s because my brain didn’t know how to shut up 😂

I’m doing good! How are you?

#Ebony tag #asks #buckley-diiaz