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ao3screenshotss · 5 months
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HELL OF A START
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spectral-ask-memes · 1 year
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sentimental ask game <3
What’s the last recipe you tried?
What music did you grow up on? Describe your parent’s music taste using four songs.
What’s your dream job, if money or convenience wasn’t a factor?
What’s something a friend recommended to you recently?
Most precious item you own.
What are the names of all your pets throughout the years?
What do you call your grandparents?
What’s a hobby you want to pick up?
What’s something that moved you recently or made you feel hopeful?
What did your childhood bedroom look like?
Are there any recurring themes in your dreams?
Any good memories from this time of year?
What do you like about yourself?
What’s your favorite food from what you grew up eating at home?
How do you show affection?
What have you been listening to? Name one song from each of your 5 recently played albums.
Do you like the name your parents gave you? Are you named after anyone? Do you have any nicknames?
What does your dream home look like?
What’s the name of your first crush or first friend?
A piece of media you’re still thinking about long after first consuming it. What about it stuck with you?
What songs were you obsessed with last year?
What was the first album you purchased?
What are some of your favorite pieces of media in your native language?
Is there any sort of folklore or mythological creature you were told about as a kid?
What were you obsessed with when you were younger?
Have you had relationships/friendships you thought would last forever but didn’t?
Quote something from your notes app.
As a kid, what did you play pretend as?
What are your comfort movies/shows?
Tell me about the place where you grew up. Is it known for anything? Do you like it there?
A lyric that feels like it was written specifically for you/about you.
Is there a scent, color, song, etc. that takes you back to a specific year?
An artwork that makes you feel things.
What’s your favorite kind of weather?
Describe an old photograph of yourself/your parents/family that you love.
What were your favorite books as a kid?
Have you ever memorized a poem?
When was the last time you cried?
Are you staying curious? What’s something you’ve learned recently? What do you want to learn more about?
YouTube videos you genuinely enjoy watching.
What was your dream job as a kid?
What was the first time you remember feeling seen (by another person, a story, a fictional character, etc.)?
What do you love about your best friend?
Who or what are you missing right now?
Tell me about a time someone was gentle with you.
A simple pleasure from this week.
What are you looking forward to right now?
What’s different now from last year?
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firein-thesky · 10 months
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hi cielo! for your ask game: nico (or nai) + red
I hope you’re doing well today and I’m sending all the love (I’ve also been reading godmaker and…cielo holy shit—I’m not done but WOW)
hello dem my love!! 💕 thank you!! hope your day is going well too! (and THANK YOU. i hope you're enjoying it!! 💕)
i will do nai because i received another nico ask 👀
also like. don't squint at this too long...idk the plot im just riffing. plant!reader...maybe.
nai + red
when nai dreams of you, you're alone against a wine dark sky. angry orange and plumes of red behind you. when you turn to look at him, the sky is a halo burst around your head.
you're always smiling, when you turn to see him.
the world is falling apart but excitement washes over you and in an instant, you are running to him.
bounding through poppy flowers, kicking up their bloody petals, and letting them scatter and burst into the wind.
when you collide with him, it always sends him backwards and into the flowers, your laugh exploding out of you in a noise of joy. he forgets how strong you are; you're no human. he forgets how you felt atop him like this, to wrestle with you like children again.
your smile flashes, all sharp incisors, and wicked glee.
"you're back," you get out, holding him down with all your weight.
he swallows the lump in his throat.
still, he uses his strength to push you off. you yelp, but pop back up in an instant, throwing your arms around him roughly. you turn your face into his throat and rub your cheek there, your nose. the feeling is so familiar and so foreign that he almost can't stand it.
"did you do it?" you ask, and he catches the gleam of your eye, the way your tooth flashes when you let your upper lip catch on his skin, "did you create paradise yet?"
and your voice, from forever ago, from his dreams, from his memories, murmurs, a paradise for us, for you and me and vash.
nai tries to let go of the breath caught somewhere in his chest. his voice gets weaker and weaker every time he answers, "not yet."
you sink your teeth down into his skin. affectionate. a little mean, like you always were. when you release him from your jaws, you nudge your cheek into his like an overgrown cat, "soon?" you ask, like you always do.
thunder rumbles, somewhere in the distance.
he exhales harshly and the moment he tries to hold you, you always fall away from his clutches.
"soon." he promises, to no one but the empty sky, and the livid, red flowers.
send me a character + color and i'll write a drabble!
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killjoyrequests · 4 months
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heeyyy!!! is it ok if i req som names/prns 4 roxy lalonde (homestuck)!!! 4 tha names anyy general themes (masc/fem preffered but neu is always cool..) n 4 the prns mayb theming around cats? THXXSM if u do it!!!!!
you got it! sorry for the wait, here's some i thought up earlier
ronnie levi rock destiny reece kit max/maxine rascal riley raven dahlia leika
purr/purrs/purrself mew/mews/mewself kit/kits/kittenself felis/felis/feliself fang/fangs/fangself claw/claws/clawself pounce/pounces/pounceself nya/nyans/nyanself scratch/scratches/scratchself thank you for the request, and i hope these fit what you wanted, anon! ^^
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Olive: Once a year, Oksana brings in a cart and she gives away free pretzels.
Olive: It's really not a big deal...
Olive: To some agents, it is...
*cuts to Otto in a lineup for pretzels*
Otto: Productivity is important but how can I be productive if I have this one little thing in my brain that I cannot get out?
Otto: And that one little thing is a salt pretzel!
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hypn0-k1tten · 1 year
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I really like your banner gif. it's so pretty
Thank you so much! I find it super relaxing, plus the colors are so pretty haha 🌀w🌀
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dear-ao3 · 4 months
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teathattast · 1 year
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ao3screenshotss · 7 months
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here's some of the hundreds of fanfic tags/lines that i screanshooted that I now. just have. sitting in my phone.
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warmfuzzyphoto · 9 months
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Young love! My mother sometime in the 80’s
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firein-thesky · 1 year
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Hello^^ ik we don't really interact, and if you don’t mind me asking, may I participate in the Seasons of Vignettes?
With Satoru Gojo + Spring ☺️💗
hello hello!! 💕 of course you may participate!! 💕
and for you, the menace:
satoru + spring
rain patters softly, the first buds of green peppering the branches of the tree outside your kitchen window. you watch it sway gently from your perch on the counter. a mug of coffee warms your hands.
satoru emerges from the bedroom, hair tousled and wild, pajama pants slung low.
he rubs at his eyes as he pads to you, immediately stepping into the space between your legs. you set your mug aside as he mumbles, “it’s raining, why’d you get out of bed?”
he tucks his face into the crook of your neck. his voice is still rough with sleep. he must’ve only woken moments ago and upon finding the bed empty, came to search for you.
he’s even still sleep-warm, accepting him into the crux of your body.
“couldn’t sleep,” you respond gently, one of your hands disappearing into the hair at the nape of his neck.
you can feel his frown. the twitching of his fingers in the fat of your hips.
“because i’m leaving later?” he asks now, low and soft, just beneath your ear.
you swallow.
“i just worry about you when you go away.”
he kisses your jaw like he’s trying to apologize, your cheek like he’s trying to make it up to you, and your lips like he doesn’t know what to do with his love for you.
“i’ll be back in a few days,” he promises—always vows. you look up at him from beneath your lashes. you try to pull him closer by hitching your leg around his waist.
“and i’ll come home with gifts,” he continues, hand coming up to cradle your cheek, “anything you could ever want.”
just you, you want to say, but don’t.
the rain comes down harder, but the buds will blossom all the sooner for it.
send me a character + season and i’ll write a vignette!
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cookiescribble · 9 months
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spencer x british!reader
as a brit i would love to see a fic of a reader with a british accent and spencer adores it and mimics her sometimes
Taking It In (Spencer Reid x British Fem!Reader)
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A/N: Thank you so much for the request! This is a bit of a team effort because I’m a bit more knowledgeable about British culture (in no means an expert, I just had a hyperfixation on the Beatles and Doctor Who in middle school/ high school lmao) but Mod Angel is usually the one who writes for fem!readers. Also, we’re both American so we hope this is what you wanted! Sorry for the little wait - Mod Ghost
We also just binged season 2 of Heartstopper and tried our best to pick up on some of the language because we thought this was a really cute idea and wanted to write it as best we could! - Mod Angel
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“Coffee? I thought that people from the UK drank tea?” Spencer piped up from behind as his girlfriend was pouring coffee into one of the paper cups she’d found around the canteen. 
“It heavily depends on who you’re talking to, Spencer. I feel you should know just as well as I do that everyone’s different. You didn’t profile me as soon as we started dating?” Y/N joked, to which he looked puzzled.
“Wha–no, I usually try to keep my job separate from…personal relations.” He replied sheepishly, starting to mix up his own mug of coffee. 
“That changed when we started dating, didn’t it, love?” She teased him, patting his shoulder.
It made him blush and stutter like mad, his hands waving around as he tried to scramble to find something to say. It was rare to see him speechless, but she couldn’t help but to smirk as she watched him struggle. It only lasted a few more seconds before she cut him off, reaching out and gently touching his hand.
“It’s alright, I was just being cheeky, that’s all. C’mon, let’s go back to workin’ on the case, okay?” She chuckled, leading him away from the counter with the hand that wasn’t holding her coffee resting at the small of his back as they walked. 
“I knew that!” He squealed in his own defense, which made her giggle loudly. 
*
A few weeks later, the BAU were out to dinner, taking a small break while in the middle of a case. Though, it wasn’t much of a break, considering they were still talking about the profile.
Spencer pointed to a plate in the middle of the table. “Can I have a chip?”
A confused silence fell over the table as they all looked in his direction. Spencer stared back at them, an eyebrow raised in his own confusion.
“What?” Spencer asked finally, breaking the silence.
“What did you just say?” JJ responded with a smirk, raising an eyebrow at him. 
“I asked if you could pass me a chip” he answered, pointing to the plate again.
“Where do you see chips?” Hotch chimed in, concerned for his mental stability. 
Still confused, Spencer pointed to the plate again.
“The fries?” Penelope clarified, gesturing to the same plate finally. 
“Oh.” He nodded awkwardly. “Yeah, can you pass me a fry?”
“You’re really spending too much time with that girlfriend of yours, aren’t you?” Morgan teased, grinning and playfully nudging his shoulder.
He smiled and shrugged. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he said in a faux-English accent as he finally got the ‘chip’ he wanted as the rest of the table laughed. 
“Speaking of Y/N, where is she tonight?? I miss that girl.” Garcia complained from the other side of the table, 
“Oh, she went out with one of her mates–” Spencer started before Prentiss cut him off from where she was sat next to him, 
“Mates??” She asked incredulously, seconds away from giggling as he groaned and leaned back in his chair. 
“FRIENDS! Her friends.” he grumbled, finishing his food and making a mental note to not only tell but blame his girlfriend, Y/N, for everything he’d been through tonight. Not before giving her a kiss, though. The fact that she wasn’t here just made him realize how much he missed her, and it made him wonder if there was a correlation between missing her and talking like her.
The girls dropped him off at home a few hours later, where the first thing he said when he saw Y/N was ‘this is your fault’.
“Do you…want to elaborate on that or…?”
“Later.” Was all he said before he was hugging her and burying his head in her shoulder. 
She tugged him close, feeling him start breathing deeply against her shoulder as if he was falling asleep and tapped him to wake him up a bit so she could start leading him to their room. “Come along, darling, let’s get you into bed. You seem tired.” 
“I know that they’re fries but you say chips…it’s cute…” he mumbled as he walked, only adding to the confusion but she chalked it up to him being tired from a long day and let it go for now as she tucked him in with a smile at how cute he was. 
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 4 months
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My rendition of @tempo-takoyaki's DTIYS!
Congrats on the milestones! And to everyone else, please go check out their 'Drawing TGCF (except I haven't read the books)' series!
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ao3screenshotss · 3 months
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ao3screenshotss · 5 months
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