#two sweet asks in one day

[gentlebeard]

If I could hold you for a minute, Darling, I’d go through it again

For @edsbacktattoo & @stedesearring 💕 Show: Our Flag Means Death - Season 1 & 2 Music: Francesca by Hozier YouTube

#ofmd #our flag means death #gentlebeard #stede bonnet #edward teach #ofmdedit #ofmdaily #ofmd source #ofmd fanvid #ofmd s2 #ofmd edit #blackbonnet #ella’s edit #HAPPY BIRTHDAY JAMS ❤️ #AND A BELATED HAPPY BIRTHDAY KAITLIN ❤️ #i'm killing two (impossible) birds with one stone by dedictating this video to both of you absolute angels!! #jams i love you so much. you're so incredibly talented and hilarious and kind and amazing. i'm so grateful for you. #if you didn't live halfway around the world i would come over and give you the biggest and warmest hug #thank you for letting me scream in your dms all the time. whether it's about our pirate boys or your writing or cancellation hell™️ #and just THANK YOU for being such a wonderful presence in my life #oh and kaitlin. lovely sweet kind kaitlin. the one we all love to call a human ray of sunshine because you're just THAT lovely #your little yellow hearts in the tags brighten my day every time i see them. whenever i talk to you you're just so sweet #thanks for every single lovely word. for every music rec. for every sweet message or ask. what a gift you are. ily!!! #speaking of gifts: i couldn't think of a more perfect song for the two of you than francesca #so i hope you like my little creation that i've put together. once again shoutout to #evil gang 😈

[layraket]

ok so

remember that dream i mentioned?

it was a weird combination of sweet tooth and linked universe, principally Wild and Twilight

idk

it was so cute tho i love my brain for making me have these wholesome dreams where theyre brothers and they protect each other and love each other sm

me rambling about this under the cut

//SWEET TOOTH SERIE SPOILERS//

WELL. WHAT CAN I SAY.

First thing i want to mention, is that im in love with the way that the hibrid kids speak with sign language, it was also a big part of my dream and since i've been learning ASL it was so fluid

Wild and Twi, as the main story, are running away from hunters. Yeah the Last Men are gone, but there's still humans who think that the hibrids are the cause of the virus and want them gone.

Twilight found the fox kid in a cage after killing a hunter, got the kid out of there and ran with him away from there, he doesn't want to take the risk and fight with the teammates of that man. He deside to give the fox a name after getting him to open a little and teaching him some sign. Wild wanted to be Link, as Twi was called, he just decide to change his own name to convice him.

They're traveling together to find a safe place, the zoo is not an option anymore after hearing the news from there, so they are searching for another reserve. There's one in some place, they just need to search it. Twilight knows that is true; hopes that is true.

and this is what happens when i get obsesed with two things at the same time

#linked universe #linked universe au #lu twilight #lu wild #loz au #sweet tooth netflix #Sweet Tooth x LU AU #layraket art #ayo first drawing of the year #i dont think that i will do too much for this one??? but anyways #anyone who have a question pls ask me im literally begging for questions #they had taken over my brain during the past two days

[virescent-v]

Can you do a "on your knees" smut prompt?

Like a Prayer

A/N: I don't know what this is, but I'm happy with it I think? But mostly, I hope this is what you wanted! It's super short, but that feels right? Idk dude, it's all about the vibes today and I'm just rolling with it.

Word Count: 663 Warnings: it's smut lol but it's not as...detailed as some of my other stuff hehehe

Panting breaths, clashing teeth, pushing, pulling. 

Stumbling over each other and the trail of clothes you were leaving, you and Emily bumped into the wall outside of her bedroom. Her hands tangled in your hair, pulling your head back to give her room to attach her lips to your neck. 

Each breath you took felt like a fire in your lungs, like your chest was going to collapse in on itself. 

Leaving dark marks on your neck, Emily’s lips traveled back up, catching yours in a heated embrace. Breaking apart for air, Emily took your hand and led you into the bedroom. 

At the edge of her bed, her eyes caught yours, while her hands wrapped around your hips, her thumbs rubbing the skin exposed between your shirt and pants. You could feel the intensity of her gaze burning into you, a precursor for the mood of the night, a culmination of the heat that’s built up all evening. 

“On your knees for me,” she commanded.

You held her gaze as you slowly slunk to the floor, trailing your hands down her torso and legs, rubbing circles on her toned thighs. The soft click of the zipper as each part of the chain came loose echoed in your ears, heightening each ebb of arousal that coursed through you. 

The brush of fabric down Emily’s legs caused her to sigh, the kisses to her thighs caused her to whimper. The skim of your nose against her coarse curls as you breathed in her smell, her arousal for you, made her tilt her head back and shudder. 

“Eyes on me, Em.” 

Tilting her head back down, her eyes a shade darker, her hand tangled in your hair at the top of your head. 

With held eye contact, Emily guided your face toward her pussy. 

Emily’s eyelids fluttered at the first contact of your tongue on her clit, the soft, slow swirls causing her hips to jerk towards you. With each pass of your tongue, her eyes became seemingly darker, more hooded, a challenge to continue watching you. 

As you got into a rhythm, Emily’s hips started rolling into you, matching the pace you were setting. The movement of your mouth against Emily was making her let out the most delicious noises; groans, sighs, and guttural whimpers that had you moaning against her, the vibrations pushing her closer and closer to the edge. 

Switching it up to extend her pleasure, you started licking broad strokes against her, gathering as much of her essence as you could, the heady flavor driving you crazy. Getting your fill of her, you tossed one of her legs over your shoulder, opening her up further to you. Bringing up your fingers, you entered her, causing her to bend forward in bliss. 

Using your two fingers, you thrusted in and out, making sure to hit the spongy spot inside of Emily that always made her cry out. You loved feeling how wet she got for you, how tight her cunt would clamp down on your fingers as she started to reach her peak. Each thrust that brought her closer made Emily’s fingers tighten in your hair, pulling it to an almost uncomfortable pain. 

Her hips continued to grind against your face, as if she was starting to use you for her pleasure. It would’ve felt greedy, but you wanted her to use you, to take from you as much as you wanted to give.

As Emily came, her legs shaking against the side of your head, you held onto her to stop her from falling, but to drag out her orgasm until she started to push you away before becoming too sensitive.  

Miraculous, all consuming, addictive. The only words that encapsulated how you felt each time you made her cum. 

Getting on your knees for Emily felt powerful, almost religious, like a prayer to a god you didn’t believe in. 

It almost made you a believer, devout at the altar of her.

#emily prentiss #emily prentiss x reader #ask v! #virescent v fanfic #emily prentiss fanfic #emily prentiss x you #emily prentiss fanfiction #short sweet? and to the point! #literally this is the shortest thing ive ever written #came someone tell me whether they prefer shorter fics or longer fics because i deadass have no idea #feedback welcome omg #thanks for the prompt bestie!! #two fics in one day??? who am i ???

[ofmermaidstories]

there’s something so bittersweet and lovely about fanfic, at it’s core. it’s so impermeable, because it’s so individual. fics don’t get finished. fics get lost because they were typed out and sent to friends, in the 70s, and somewhere along the way someone packed it up in a cardboard box and their kids shuffled it to the attic. websites go down. archives get built, but then people lose faith in the story or the canon or the creator and delete them. you read it at like, 3am, and can’t remember the title months later when you look for it again.

the tiktok these comments are from was lamenting about the loss of a favourite fic—it (the tiktok) had 85k+ likes, and over 700 comments, mostly similar to these. people talking about downloading fics to read on a tablet only for them to disappear the next day. using the wayback machine and combing through results, just to find something they loved. i think it’s sweet because it’s so human—how easily we love something, and how easily we lose it. i used to print out my favourite fics, as a kid—i still have a binder of them, buried under yearbooks and the old journals i kept during those topsy turvy preteen years. i could tell you the overarching plot to a Cardcaptor Sakura fantasy AU i read (and loved; it became my personality for months afterwards) but i can’t remember how it ended, or if it even did. i finally broke down and signed up for an account on AO3 specifically to bookmark an old, old fic that i had read somewhere else, years and years and years ago and found again on AO3 only because i accidentally stumbled on the author here on tumblr (i had only found the fic in the first place all those years ago because of a playlist). i used the same shade of lipstick for years purely because a fic i really liked had the main character apply it (it was a limited edition one at the time; i bought my first one from a ebay seller in the UK at double the retail price, lmao) while the love interest watched them, but i can’t remember the name of it, only how it made me feel (and how, for years afterwards, i would wear that shade whenever i felt like the day had something promising to it).

one of the first anon’s i ever got, in the early days of this tumblr, was someone who asked me if it was okay if they downloaded surrender—and of course it was. of course it is. there was a point, during the final stretch when i was trying to write the last chapter, that i almost lost the entirety of what i had written for that fic—and i mean, it was on AO3 by that stage so it would’ve only set me back a chapter or so, but it goes to show how fragile things can be. how sometimes fics only last in tiny ways—because of the unfinished PDF file someone downloads. The patchy memory of someone’s who’s jumbling it and three other fics together. Because someone wore the same shade of lipstick you mentioned, off-hand, for years afterwards.

(this is a love letter to the silent readers; the silent savers. the lurkers. fandom and the internet at large is made of lurkers (eighty-five thousand likes. seven hundred comments). people who saved fics and waybacked them and will reread them, even uncompleted. telling each other we did a good job, that we liked this or we liked that is wonderful, and fun, and a great (and important) way to build a community and has also given me my current friends—but sometimes something you make will matter and live on in a way you will never, ever know. and it’s just how it is. it’s part of the fun and it’s part of the charm. it’s just how we work as people.)

#floating rubbish island: mermaid spam #shall i do a part two for the opposite end of the spectrum? the readers who tell you as they’re rereading? #the ones that come back to point out details that have stuck with them? #sometimes i worry i don’t give enough to those of us in the community who do that #today i got a comment on surrender and it made my whole day—which otherwise would’ve been spent being miserable trying to sweat out my fever #people are so sweet and i feel so empty-handed for them sometimes #because time is so valuable—people don’t *have* to comment #people don’t *have* to note the tiny details #i share these fics because i *want* to—that is a choice i make knowing that maybe people won’t like it or respond to it #no one asks me to spend the time i do on these fics and so no one owes me for it #which makes the time someone *does* spend commenting or tagging or saying hello even more precious

[starflungwaddledee]

*caassssuuuaallly slides into your inbox* hey. hi hello 😎

im here for those sweet ol song asks, wanna share any you have for Starstruck and J??

do i have any, well i-- *drops a half dozen mean girlboss tracks all over the place* oh uhhh--

something in the way you're looking through my eyes don't know if i'm gonna make it out alive teeth - five seconds of summer

#asks #my art #starstruck dee #others ocs #can i just... can i tag it... i think i can... -> #🎀💖 #music #anyway i know this track is a SUPER cliche choice but i do love it for any and all teeth havers #outside of fandom i've always been a bit of a girlboss aficionado so i do have somewhere about a thousand songs for this vibe #though... through working on this i actually realised most of the best ones are from the pov of the girlboss #maybe i was a little overconfident waa 😭💦 #ANYWAY!! please perceive some evil hero and her stolen wawa. something happened there and you hope it was a miracle etc #also just to clarify i am not taking song prompts for other folk's ocs right now; i did this one in specific as a gift for moonverc3x! #the like... the whiplash between these two song answers 😂 #bandee's: joyful! cute! sweet! the delight of being together!! sunny day! // j's: teeth. claws. alarm sirens going off in the distance.

[innytoes]

Dark fantasy AU?

-In hindsight, as he's being chased through the forest, hunted by mythical creatures is not where Reggie thought he'd end up when his folks told him they were moving to Los Angeles. Honestly, considering how he used to roam the woods and fields near his Meemaw's farm, the fact that he'd stumbled into a fairy circle near the beach was almost insulting.

-It's not even that he manages to outrun them. It's that one night (he thinks it's night, though time moves differently here and light and dark are all tangled up and is the purple haze of the sky supposed to be dusk or dawn or just a dark stop of the forest?) he'd decided to just... give up.

He couldn't remember how long he'd been running, running from the pounding of hooves and the yapping of dogs that did not look anything like what a dog should look like. He couldn't remember a time where he wasn't hungry, or thirsty, or tired, but something inside of him just kept making him run and run and run

-But he'd had enough. So he just sat down, with his back towards the noise, and hoped they'll kill him quickly. And to comfort himself, he sang the lullaby his Meemaw used to sing when he was scared of the thunder.

-That's what saved him. One of the fae, Caleb, was so charmed by the song that instead of doing whatever it is they did with their prey, he bundled Reggie up and took him to his... castle. Dwelling. Domain.

-He was dressed in finery and made to sing as Caleb and the other fae danced and ate and did things that Reggie very much had not wanted to see, thank you very much. But eventually, they slept, and Reggie met... the other humans who were trapped here.

-Luke, a young boy who had run away from home to become a musician in 1875. He was distraught to hear Reggie tell him it was the nineties now. Even more distraught when Reggie clarified it was the 1990s.

-There was Alex, who had been cast out of his village for reasons he did not want to share, but that Reggie figured out pretty quickly when he saw the way he looked at Willie. He'd fallen asleep near a fairy circle, and the promises he'd been made had been so tempting, he'd said yes before he fully understood the deal.

-And then there was Willie. The boy who had been stolen from his parents, a changeling left in his place. Who had grown up here, a part of this world yet not really. Who did not know what the other boys meant when they talked about years, or America, or really the whole concept of 'family'.

-Luke's the one who tells them of their escape plan. Alex is worried they can't trust Reggie not to rat him out to Caleb, and Reggie is like: um excuse me I was just hunted for sport for who knows how long you think I wanna help that guy?

-But before he can Willie just tilts his head and says: his heart is pure.

-Which is very sweet but also a little creepy.

-Anyway, they do manage to escape Caleb's clutches somehow, and end up back in the human world.

-Being yeeted out of a little ring of mushrooms in the soil of a plant Ray overwatered in the big plant wall of the Molina studio was not particularly pleasant, okay. Considering a real human should not be able to fit through that. But Willie explained that as soon as a fairy portal grew, it was only a manner of time that the fairies would notice it and stake it out to see what they could lure to their realm.

-Somehow, Luke and Alex get thrown clear across the room, Luke slamming against the door, Alex dropping onto the concrete floor.

-Reggie's not sure if him crashing against a pretty wooden piano is better or worse. The sound it made was definitely worse.

-Somehow, Willie ends up sitting crosslegged on the little piano bench, and he turns and quickly crushes up the mushrooms to destroy the portal.

-Julie, of course, is screaming, Alex and Luke and Reggie are screaming. Willie is trying to explain to Julie she over-watered her fern and pouts when she runs away.

-No they're not ghosts but they are changed and they all have weird powers. Luke nearly cries with joy that he can still summon his guitar. Alex is really not okay with this whole 'walking through walls' thing. Reggie is sad he cannot summon a puppy or a pizza.

-Willie can teleport short distances and is shocked to learn humans can't just do that? You have to walk everywhere? Or ride a horse. What's a car? What's roller skates? He needs to see one of these skateboad things immediately, let's summon the human girl back to ask for one. What can they trade for a skateboard?

-They're kind of freaked out at the whole 2020 thing, but hey, Reggie's like: at least it hasn't been a hundred years like when I told Luke about the 90s.

-Queue canon but it's even worse and more chaotic.

#julie and the phantoms #I wrote a thing #AUs are awesome #what do I even call this? #kidnapped by the fae au #I had such a hard time sorting out what was dark fantasy vs supernatural vs horror so... had a breakdown bon appetit #spent days going NO WE ARE NOT DOING A(NOTHER) CORALINE AU #I've only had creepy changeling willie who isn't entirely human anymore for 15 minutes #but if anything were to happen to him etc etc #alex does maybe like the whole 'being able to turn invisible' thing #except it doesn't work on Julie #for some reason #(*cough* Rose's great grandmother may have been a changeling) #Caleb of course is unseelie and rose's great great grandparents had trouble conceiving #they asked the fair folk for help and got a child... but then their child was swapped with a changeling after a few months #and they were all: um excuse we want our child back. No we're not giving this one back to you #tough shit a deal's a deal we gave you our magic music box for a kid and you gave us two no refunds because you screwed up #the story has been passed down for generations and Ray thinks it's a sweet fairytale #except there it's real and he's like: ... okay then. And then in true Molina tradition goes: *shrug* it's free children

[nicoscheer]

Ending it with Miles 😭🫶🏽🥹 we’re gonna cry so bad.

But also I love this so much cause like obviously the band and the management heard all the hateful ‘fans’ back when they had to cancel Marlay Park because Alex dared to get laryngitis and this; giving them not only one but 3/4 shows with Miles and an access code is so hilarious to me cause like yeah you very fuckin nasty and disgusting but here ya go ya lil shits now what do you say (pretty please) like this makes all those haters look sooo incredibly dumb and childish (like no patience at all obviously they need time to schedule and arrange all the venues and what not, like have some faith in them just lean back and trust) anyways long story short love this move

I’m having a mental breakdown

Miles via email

#22/08/2023 #holy shit I just woke up #Arctic monkeys #also love that picture of Alex #only Alex could feel so bad about having to cancel one show that he gives us 4 shows 🫶🏽🥹 and Miles #uff the car is not gonna be the first tour without Miles as support/opening act #ending a (near exact) year long tour in Miles’ arms for four days befor riding off into the sunset with him 💅 #I would seriously go complete ignoring my bank account but Uni starts literally that week and I can’t miss that first week for my life fuck #Instagram #I can’t wait for their smiles and hugs #all his friends posting bout miles joining AM 🫠😭🥹 #I’m counting on Rosie to be mothering and giving us videos backstage of them two #I died dead #how Alex probably returned from his holiday in Italy and then met up with Miles when he had finished his promo tour and they were #just sitting on the settee drinking and chatting and then Alex asks him if Miles would like to join them for Ireland and on both their faces #a gigantic smiles just blooms and they grin at each other like the stupid lovesick idtios that they are before going in for one of their #trademark hugs and just cuddling and whispering to each other what they’ll do in Ireland together and and 😭😭 #also like this screams we needed to find a opening act in short notice so we obviously Turned to Miles and that’s so sweet it’s like yeah we #know he’ll always have our back just like we have his #Miles kinda feels like the peace offering here 🤣 #also like yes they’ll have endless time after the fourth gig but also before that because the monkeys are done on the 7th in America so they #have an entire week before that first Ireland gig just to practice (new/old songs) and spend time together #okay but hear me out what if: Miles Kane and the death ramps comeback ?!! huh what then

[evansbby]

#thanks everyone for all the kind messages #like seriously thank you #I guess it was one of those things where I was having a really shitty week and then I came on tumblr and just the one thing set me off #and affected me way more than it usually would have #this past week was good for me though #I had three interviews and two of them were for jobs I really really want #and one of them is my dream job so hopefully I get it! #but even if I don’t… I genuinely think the interview went really good like all three of them! so I’m happy for that like #it gave me more practice #anyways with five days away I guess I made my point lmfaooooo #I was angry and upset but tbh anon hate is nothing new and it’ll keep happening sooooo #I was genuinely touched by all the sweet messages! #and also laughed at the ones which were just begging me not to leave poyt unfinished 😂😂😂 like I love the honesty there #but I laughed in a touched way bc I understand that even those asks came from a good place like the intention was good #ANYWAYS yes I was very very upset but this week went good for me so I’m in a much better place #I guess I’m going through a very rocky time irl so it’s making me more sensitive to small things that didn’t affect me before #like anon hate I mean usually I honestly find it entertaining and funny 😶😶😶 #but yeah that one thing got to me but whatever!!! we move #anyways how r y’all! #I’m free this weekend so I’ll be active on here as usual hehe

[tswwwit]

hi ik you don’t really do prompt rn but could we have some soft billdip hcs/drabble (or as soft as these two can get)? i’m a sucker for the way you write them and your works have genuinely helped me through the past weeks. even if not thank you for your works bc mmmm idk how you do it it’s just *chefs kiss* (:

Have some soft headcanons, then!

The first time Bill and Dipper took a bath together wasn't.... really a bath, per se. They'd probably run afoul of some supernatural skunk thing and had to soak in tomato juice, bickering about whose fault it was. The times they actually bathed together usually ended in water fights. Dipper half-drowned a couple times; Bill plays rough.

They've since settled down a bit! These days, the times they sink into one of Bill's hedonistic baths in his pyramid are pretty relaxing times to chat and flirt with each other.

And if Dipper's very sick or injured, Bill might even pick him up and set him in a warm bath, while taking charge of all the scrubbing down and rinsing of the pitiful mortal. While grumbling a little, but still!

Bill can cook. The trouble is getting him to stop adding ingredients that 'make things interesting', or go more along demonic culinary tastes - But he could, theoretically, make a decent meal. This is an uphill battle, since Bill's convinced following human recipes is boring and dumb. Dipper may even win it one day.

A fun fact that Dipper may or may not have learned by now is that Bill can purr! For the same reasons a cat might - calm, content, and relaxed.

However, Bill also hasn't done it in forever. For that kind of thing to happen, he'd have to be really content - to the point where let his guard down completely. Which I don't imagine he's done in basically.... eons? For all that he's had happy Party Times and pleased Winning Times and even Chill times, it's pretty impossible to ever really stop watching your back in the demon realm.

But say. After a great day. One where Bill's just won something, he's done something clever to pat himself on the back about, and he gets to chill with his husband in bed while Dipper rubs his back - just a calm, domestic-ish hangout where they're chilling - Dipper might feel and hear that rumbling start up. To his great surprise.

(And Bill's. He genuinely can't remember the last time that old instinct kicked in; it's unsettling.)

Here is what I imagine a triangle purring sounds like. It's more big-cat-like in the human body.

#answers #Is the third headcanon in here blatantly self indulgent? Yes #Am I one day going to write it? Also probably yes #Seems like good snippet material #I also invite you all to picture the first time Dipper was really sick or hurt #And Bill hauled him into the bath and just. Took charge of the whole ordeal #Didn't have to move anything that hurt and just shut his eyes and soaked it all in #The relief at feeling *clean* and no longer gross. A brief respite from feeling pained and sick and tired. #He's still exhausted but this is genuinely *nice* #With that good good feeling of having someone rub their fingers on his scalp and the warm water #The close touch. Being taken care of. Feeling good for a moment and knowing it's proof that Bill *really* - #Dipper started crying a little. Not much. Like a hiccup and his eyes teared up. #Which greatly alarmed Bill in the process. He's. Very not used to tears except in the respect of sad/fear/hurt #Wondering what the hell he was doing wrong. Crap. Is his human broken?? Shit. #Nah Bill he's fine he's just a lil overwhelmed. You're doing great #I again refer back to that ask I once got: How sickly sweet can you make these two idiot? #JUST WATCH ME

[m340700]

HELLO

okay firstly THANK YOU FOR READING MY SILLY FICS!!! im v v glad u liked them!! that fic in particular that u rbed there is one of my favs personally LMAO creepy sun is so >>>> and secondly.. on my MHA BLOG? MY BAKUGOU WORSHIP BLOG????? ngl i did see u in my notifs over there when i saw ur tags LOL when i tell u i went O.O LMAOOOO. hope u liked them!! some of those r... old writings aldasdlakd. but!! anyways!! hope ur having a wonderful day!! stay swagilicious<3

HI SHAY!! ur silly fics r good argh i bear gifts

i like the way you write them i think the silly dynamics are great !! humans are so vulnerable and you tease the daycare attendant are my favs they did something to my brain actually. and yes you are correct creepy sun >>>>>> your works are nice please have some nice flowers for ur day

#ask #took me two hours to organize these thoughts i woke up saw ur ask and almost squealed #spent at least 2 days binging your fics actually theyre swag and had me smiling like a goofball #about that second part.......ehe #ive been trying to keep the mha thing a secret (involuntary brainrot) despite the pfp on discord but ur fics got to me #i found you thru the discord server for the dca halloween event actually i saw ur pfp and got curious #i specifically remember reading your midoriya drabble some time before so when i went to ur blog and saw it i just went “IT WAS YOU??????” #the little things + ghosts mysteries and a 7ft buff skeleton + midoriya izuku’s love for you is stifling at times r my favs there #theyre cute theyre cute like im not fond of sweets but this ill gladly take! will eat again!! + the halloween one was just funny #im going thru ur quotev right now I RECOGNIZE AT LEAST THREE OF UR WORKS THERE......... IT WAS YOU..... nice #gonna go on ao3 and read more of ur fics (the long ones especially iaawdihwdi) #ur works r cool ure cool

[haruchuiyo]

ok since it’s my bday imma list down stuff my blorbos would gift me 😼

#ok so nanami gets me books! #either from my tbr #or books I’ve randomly mentioned to him or he gets me books he thinks I’d enjoy reading he’s so perfect #then he makes me my fav dinner #he made it with only a apron on btw 😍 jokes he’d never but if I asked politely…then maybe 🫣 #satoru gives me loads of sweet cakes #+ he gets to eat them as well so ww for both of us #he gets me ice cream filled mochi’s specifically oreo flavors #then cheesecakes because they’re just so delicious #I havé à feeling he’d try to make something himself but probably fails #so he hides it in the fridge (I end up seeing it and he pouts and feels embarrassed by such a ugly cake but it’s delicious!!!) #ran would definitely take me to some extremely fancy expensive restaurant because we don’t go out to such restaurants all the time #then he gives me a fake flower because idk how to take care of real ones + some jewelry 😍 #denji would craft me something + he’d give me loads of hugs and pecks and say ‘that’s your gift from me’ like ok Dennis whatever you say #(I loved it actually) #then we have my mr british simon ghost riley #me and him at home alone having fun 😍 #the fun being playing board games because we two don’t celebrate milestones so huge just intimate 🩷 #it’s the same with jingyuan except he gives me credits for some reason #+ he tries to take a day off from work to spend time with me :( isn’t he so perfect ugh he sends me bouquets of REAL flowers with a card #attached to it telling me happy bday then some instructions on how to take care of it (it is much needed) #and blade gives me his time as a gift so we do fun stuff at xianxhou as disrcreetly as possible because he’s a wanted man ofc or idk #then we have yuuta he takes me to a empty classroom and we make out and that’s my gift #thé gift being seeing his cheeks flushed #hair messy and breathless 🩷 #ok I’m done talking 😍 happy bday to me 🩷 #kei talking!

[dimsilver]

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#some happy things lately: #I’ve been more diligent in work the last two days and it’s paid off #I’m really satisfied with my work and turned in a big project #my supervisor really liked it #I originally started work on it back in Dec 2021 so!!!! #it’s so fun to see it taking shape #(it’s a journalism feature story :) #also! just bought myself two very pretty dresses for my birthday coming up #one is blue with stars on it!! #AND I got a letter from a dear friend who’s living in Scotland rn #it was long and detailed and so sweet #I’ve been feeling like a bad friend for being kinda disconnected from her these days so it was really cheering #AND I got asked to help crew two short film shoots this weekend (by a friend of mine from the scarlet pimpernel play) #(I was asked specifically bc he was impressed by my stage managing work so it’s an honor and I’m excited)

[ereborne]

Song of the Day: March 15

“Over Yet" by Hayley Williams

#song of the day #very exciting to have one of my brothers tell me entirely unprompted that he's enjoying the current playlist #a very big win #I spent most of my work day today doing what I've been thinking of as 'evil rubber-ducking' #where the IT guys throw me the especially Difficult faculty members--the ones who can't be helped because they won't listen-- #and I trick them into actually talking me through what they're doing so we can find the problem and fix it #(eternally amazed by people who request help and then refuse it. you called me bud. you submitted a service request ticket on purpose. #oh you can't do your job without connecting to the vpn? that's great we can't fix it until you tell us what's fucking stopping you) #mostly this 'tricking' takes the form of me being a sweet young butter-wouldn't-melt Southern girl in over my head with mean IT guys #bless them (derogatory) these folks who won't let IT even attempt to start working through the 'have you tried' scripts #because they know they're getting something wrong but are too angry-embarrassed to admit they don't know what #are still delighted to mansplain the idea of a remote connection to me #--that's not fair. I shouldn't mischaracterize them it's mostly not mansplaining. #the two today were yankee-splaining me. city-splaining maybe. #what would a hick like me (y'all is one person. all y'all or some'a y'all for multiple people) possibly know about enterprise networks-- #anyway they were using the wrong login credentials and were so sure of themselves they'd never even tried the other set just to see #bless. their. hearts. #(IT owes me so many little favors like this now. the latest database tweak I asked for got done live while I described it to them) #anyway anyway! love the chorus on this song #'to get out of your head yes break a sweat / baby tell yourself it ain't over yet' #makes me move my head every time

[spookberry]

I assume you give like the best hugs imaginable. And you have a butt tone of blankets because you like soft things.

One time when I was a teen I went to comic con dressed in my full hufflepuff uniform and I got stopped by no less than three people asking for hugs and recieved the comment "hufflepuffs always give great hugs" at least twice

I would own more blankets if not for the fact that im known for owning a lot of blankets and therefore people keep stealing them

#ask game #very weird day tbh #like one was this little kid and she was ADORABLE and so so sweet #the other two were random ass adults and one of em was some giy being creepy #another was this woman who legit started crying to me and was like 'we need more hufflepuffs in the world' #i was legit 16

[boltlightning]

For the drabble meme: Elizabeth & Norrington, 5. "Seeking Solace"? Please and thank you!

ok. hello. i wrote one and realized it was over the sentence limit so i just wrote another one instead of cutting a sentence. it's my blog i make the rules here's both

5. seeking solace

The Black Pearl has sailed only a few days out from Tortuga, and Captain Jack Sparrow has the new crew members feasting like this meal shall be their last: while Elizabeth can stomach the overdone goat, stale bread, and vinegary wine, she cannot and will not stomach the raucous and unfocused conversation accompanied by Mr. Gibbs’ shrill attempts on the fiddle. She pours two tins of hot coffee and slips out onto the deck. The skeleton crew casts dark looks her way as the sounds of revelry within the cabin are swallowed up behind the doors once more; Elizabeth readily ignores them and approaches the one tall figure leaning against the gunwale, gazing out at the bright and endless sea. Coffee in hand, skirting a party, gazing at the scenery with James Norrington — it brings Elizabeth back to most every dinner party they both attended (and escaped) back in Port Royal, though the slouched man before her only barely resembles the dashing officer so beloved in her household. She offers him the cup, and James accepts with a quiet word and fleeting eye contact and nothing further; he only turns back to the waves.  When Elizabeth turns to go, slighted and silent herself, James’ hand brushes her elbow and he says softly, “I'm — Elizabeth, stay with me, please.”

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At first, Norrington thinks his imagination has become too active and too cruel after weeks of restless service aboard the Dutchman — surely, that cannot be Elizabeth Swann being dragged by two redcoats from the captain’s quarters of the Empress. Norrington forces himself to think rationally and move slowly down the deck, as though the illusion will break if he believes it too readily, as though the deck will shatter beneath him if he dares to hope. When Elizabeth spots him, she breaks free of her captors and runs for him, calling his name; he pulls her fully into his arms the instant she is near. This is no dream: she is real, she is so desperately real, and she is here and alive and there is hope for her and himself and Governor Swann to escape yet. “Your father will be overjoyed to know you’re safe,” Norrington breathes, his smile half-formed and tentative — just as Elizabeth’s shoulders tense beneath his touch, and the light in her eyes becomes hard and fierce.

send me a prompt, get a drabble ✨

#you never realize how short your sentences are until you've only got five of them lmao. semicolons are putting in WORK here #i would love to write something more sweet and less bitter for these two one day. alas #thank you dear friend!!!!!!!! #i was pretty loose with the word 'solace' here so hopefully this works <3 #ask prompts #tortoisesshells #*fic #pirates of the caribbean #james norrington #elizabeth swann

[itissadbutitsmy-artblog]

*pushes "Ask Me About Snails AU" button*

How's the boy coping with the fact his sister is gone into a dimension he most likely doesn't even know about. Sunset went into the mirror when he was - what, 10? 5? (<- bad at pony ages), - so that's bound to hurt, unless she tampered with his memories beforehand; or she went before he could even remember her

Don't even get me started on how well Sunset is dealing with the fact her Human Bro isn't her Actual Bro. Well, he kinda is, but not, and it's such dissonance source. Nice fake memories to nod along to here, Sunset

VIBRATIN.G . you are speaking my language.

so this is unfortunately a au(?) ive been gently nursing since i was a babychild fixating on mlp.

long story short he is certain shes fine even though everyone is telling him she is probably dead (he knew she was scary powerful. she was celestia's personal student, for, uh, celestia's sake!). celestia is annoyingly cryptic about the whole thing (she knows sunset went into another dimension of course but all she will tell her poor family is ohhh shes uhhhh not with us anymore. to avoid any normies going THERES ANOTHER DIMENSION? so everyone just thinks she died or something ): except snails who KNOWS BETTER. (and snips who maybe half believes him, and kind of thinks he's just in denial, but what does he know? they were both Infants when she disappeared).)

snails tracks down and recruits a very bitter trixie to go figure out wtf happened (i made this au before trixie became a main character) and they tear spacetime asunder and blast celestia's influence into the ground together

#NICE FAKE MEMORIES TO NOD ALONG TO THERE SUNSET. #what IIIIII wanna know and never got an answer to (did the eqg series ever touch on this????) is where is eqg's original sunset #did it have one?? #i dont think i fleshed out poor eqg snails much back then. he is so sweet. doesnt know what hit him. #his sister turned him into a god. and for what. wheres his real sister. #she tells him after the whole thing. and he accepts it but damn he lays in bed and kinda stares at the ceiling. a lot. #she misses her tiny little brother he was jsut a tiny little colt didnt even have his cutie mark when she left #she did NOT say goodbye either just sent him a letter like hey dude if i disappeared one day youd know i was doing cool magic shit right #like two months prior. the second she heard about the mirror. and he was like yeah right on. then she left. #i was gonna draw smth to go along with this but i just #explodes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! #couldnt mush my emotions into a single image #sleeper agent baby fixation reawoken cringe plot lines and everyhting intact #not art #eqg #asks #specialshinytrinkets