#uhhh how you tag the bishops

[i-eat-deodorant]

trying to make my case on why the "except for one" referred to in the AMA is actually leshy

#not because he's better or anything #just because he cannot play by the rules for the life of him #my shit #cult of the lamb #also these designs aren't final i just scribbled some down quickly for the post #uhhh how you tag the bishops #cotl shamura #cotl leshy #cotl heket #cotl kallamar #cotl narinder #shitpost #sorry for the sloppiness i cranked this out after work

[yellowhollyhock]

day 16 dance competition

Couldn’t resist making this about 03 Raph

post-canon, uhhh no trigger warnings this time I think. includes my take on 03 versions of various characters from other versions, not super developed here but very relevant.

It felt like the future.

Raph hated saying that, too, because it sounded like some cheesy tag line instead ot the specific type of headache he really wanted to describe.

It was the high ceilings, and being surrounded by machines he didn’t know the purpose of. Not to mention the uncomfortable suit he had to wear.

“I don’t know why we even have to come,” he said to Leo, half-hoping he’d persuade him to turn back. “I mean, Mikey and Donnie have jobs to do.”

“This is about building relationships,” Leo replied, though he didn’t sound thrilled either. “It’s the first time they’ve had potential off-world clients visit, and since most of their staff don’t have any experience with aliens, we need to be there as a buffer.”

“But Mikey’s already been studying all those cultures with Irma and Oyuki. Isn’t he in charge of being the buffer?”

“He studied the cultures so he could help plan music and a menu that wouldn’t start any wars. They’re still going to need our support in case anything goes wrong. Besides, our presence is symbolic. We’re two of only five people on earth who have ever met a Neutrino, even if it was in passing and we didn’t know it at the time.”

Raph knew that, but it was still unfair. Fugitoid was way more familiar with aliens.

“Yeah, well I bet there’s at least one other person,” he muttered darkly.

“Another important reason for is to be here,” Leo said seriously. “Even though April has government approval and protection, if Bishop somehow finds out—”

They both stopped short at the entrance to the meeting room. The outside wall had been let down as a balcony—with a safety net, something Leo had insisted on in the design phase—and the big conference table had been moved out to make room for a few smaller tables. The bright overhead lights were off, soft yellow tones lighting the room instead.

Leo gripped Raph’s arm nervously. “We’re very exposed this way.”

Raph reached over to pat him on the shell—and was interrupted by a screech and someone jumping onto his back.

“You guys are here! Can you believe we’re really doing an alien party? This is like straight out of Star Trek!”

“I really can’t believe it,” Raph assured him, unable to resist a fond smile. “I hope at least the food is better than on Star Trek.”

Mikey released them both, and they turned to face him. Raph frowned.

“Hey, how come you don’t have to wear a suit?”

Mikey was instead wearing a loose-fitting reflective jumpsuit with seams making hexagon patterns. Since it curved around his shell, he kind of looked like disco ball. He twirled happily.

“You like it? It’s the latest Neutrino fashion. Since I’m a cultural liaison April said I could wear their party clothes instead of ours!”

Raph looked at Leo. “Aren’t we cultural liaisons?”

Leo shrugged. “You wanna wear a disco ball?”

The fact that Raph thought about it for a second was a real testament to how uncomfortable their suits were. “No.”

Mikey laughed. “Come on, April and Fugitoid went up to meet them when they land, Donny’s briefing the staff in the break room. We want to all come in together ‘cause it’s more polite im their culture.”

They glanced at each other to confirm they both felt completely out of place, then followed Mikey.

In the break room, they found Irma, an older woman Raph was pretty sure was named Libby, and Timothy dressed in waitstaff uniforms, white aprons and loose black clothes. Casey wore a suit, Oyuki a black dress. Master Splinter wore a brand new blue robe. Donny was dressed like Leo and Raph, and looked about as nervous as them too.

“The Neutrinos are shapeshifters; they’ll explore their environment by shifting to match us, or other objects they find, so be mindful of what you grab. Remember, you’re all here because we trust you. We’ve done the impossible together before. Just be yourselves, and we’ve got your backs.”

Raph glanced sideways at Leo, unsurprised to see a soft smile. It was almost the same speech he’d given Don that morning. They gave each other thumbs up.

“Is it gonna give them a weird idea about earth for so many of the humans to be the waitstaff?” Oyuki pointed out as she glanced over the group.

Donny frowned thoughtfully. Unfortunately, Raph wasn’t quick enough to recognize an opportunity to change outfits. Leonardo was.

“I can be waitstaff. Timothy, trade me.”

Raph bit back a swear as he realized the opportunity he’d lost. Not only that, he was now the only ninja turtle present without a job.

Meanwhile, Timothy stood at attention, eyes wide. “It’s an honor, Leonardo Ninja Turtle!”

Leo tilted his head. “My last name is Splinterson. Do you know where the bathroom is?”

Timothy gave a very serious nod, and briskly led the way. Leo gave his brothers a backwards bewildered glance before following.

Casey clapped his hands. “Alright so, I guess we’re just waiting on word from the boss. Hope the landing’s going okay.”

“I hope after I spent this much time on my hair there at least some cute aliens my age,” Irma drawled, earning a few chuckles.

Master Splinter gave Raph a very serious look, putting a paw on his elbow. Raph leaned down a bit.

“Yeah, Sensei?”

“You seem particularly nervous, my son.”

“What, me? Nah. Just don’t like dressing up. And it’s kinda pointless, you know? I mean, I’m not exactly your average earth representative, and I don’t know about technology or alien culture. Not really a reason for me to be here.”

He crossed his arms protectively over his chest, realizing that while he had intended to dismiss Sensei’s concerns, he had instead confirmed how nervous he felt.

“I believe you know more about life from outer space and accepting those different from you than most people,” Master Splinter reassured him, “But regardless, you are here to support April and Donatello. They value your presence immensely, my son, and need your support.”

“Yeah. I know.”

He did know, but it was nice anyway, hearing it from someone else.

April and Donny just better be grateful he dressed in the worst kind of human clothes for a whole evening.

“Got her text,” Casey announced, just as Timothy and Leo reappeared. “Let’s go.”

So Raph tried to put his discomfort and insecurities out of his mind, and went to the weird business meeting party.

He gave polite nods and kept his distance. He would have liked to talk to Casey or Don, but both of them were occupied discussing recent work projects with interested aliens.

He looked around for Leo, wondering what there was to eat. He didn’t really want to ask Irma.

He spotted Leo across the room, holding a plate of appetizers and trying to explain food he didn’t understand himself to a bewildered alien.

He backed into something, and heard a surprised trill. Startled, he turned around to find a—uh, creature, with six insect-like limbs and a beak like a bird.

“Oh, uh, sorry.”

The Neutrino made a strange garbled sound. Raph took a half-step back, trying to decide if the tone seemed upset.

“You got a universal translator? I don’t have a universal translator. Were we supposed to get one?”

They dropped—or, looked more like, threw—a bright orange handkerchief at Raph’s feet.

He hesitated, thinking of what Don said about being careful what he picked up. Was that their friend? Had he hurt them when he bumped into them?

Keeping an eye on the insect-bird, he stooped to pick up the handkerchief. They leaned forward expectantly, so he went through with it and carefully handed it back.

Then they whirled and morphed into a turtle, matching Raph exactly, other than the orange handkerchief they held up.

Mikey appeared, beaming and clapping Raph on the back.

“She challenged you to a dance competition!”

“Say what.”

“Yeah yeah, it’s a big thing in their culture! We didn’t expect it to happen here because it’s usually for royalty. Hang on—hey Donny! Could you say into the translator that we need three judges for a dance competition?”

And that was how Raph found himself dancing with his clone, with Libby, Fugitoid, and a Neutrino who’d adopted a mostly human appearance, sat to judge. It wasn’t any kind of music he was familiar with, either.

It was shaping up to be one of the weirdest nights of his life, and that was saying something.

Oh, well, might as well make the most of it.

“Hey, don’t worry, I’ll take it easy on you since it’s your first time being a turtle.”

They matched him step for step.

“Alright, you get some pretty good footwork, but can you breakdance?”

They could breakdance.

“Here on earth we like to call this a moonwalk. You ever walked on the moon?”

Their moonwalk looked quite a bit different from his, and involved inflating their feet to make themselves float a little.

He talked less as the music picked up speed. There was no one else in the room; all he had to do was stay moving for longer than her.

When she was still doing spins and he was down to fist pumps, he fell to his knees in surrender. The music slowed to a stop.

“So what happens,” he panted, “If I lose?”

His clone knelt in front of him, then morphed into a humanoid figure to match her friend.

“Wow, you were great!”

He gaped. “You speak English?”

“We pick up languages pretty quickly,” her friend chirped happily. “You have to as a shapeshifter.”

“I guess that makes sense,” Raph acknowledged while his dance partner helped him to his feet.

The scores came in at a dead tie, mostly because Zak, the Neutrino judge, rated Raph so highly. Everyone was in good spirits, and by now all the Neutrinos appeared humanoid. A group of more official-looking ones were telling April they believed her technology would prove life-changing for their home planet. The dancer, Kala, said her and Zak would have to bring her friend Dask on their next visit, and that the three of them may even want to apply for a job here.

Raph listened to all of this with a detached satisfaction; maybe it was good he’d been here tonight, after all.

Donny leaned against him, a quiet show of gratitude.

“It’s been a weird night,” he said.

“Beyond weird,” Raph replied. “You owe me.”

Don gave him a crooked smile. “That’s fair. Want a laser gun?”

Raph shook his head. Don raised his eyebrows.

“What about a new bike?”

Raph motioned him closer so he could tell him quietly.

“Next time, no suit.”

Donny laughed out loud.

“You got it. And I’ll still throw in a new bike, just cause I like you.”

#tmnt #tmnt 2003 #2003 raph #march for raph #2003 donnie #2003 leo #2003 mikey #yellow writes #this got out of hand #i have created so many things for myself to explain #i think this took the longest to write of any promot so far and makes the least sense

[meggie-stardust]

20 Questions for fic Writers!

Tagging myself via @lucky-bishop because I'm half bored, half a bit loopy on benadryl... And same suggestion; if anyone else wants to do this, say I tagged you <3

1. How many works do you have on AO3? 73?! Wow that surprised me.

2. What’s your total AO3 word count? 403,636

3. What fandoms do you write for? These days, mostly Teen Wolf, but I've written a lot for Merlin, Percy Jackson, BBC Sherlock, Gundam Wing, and assorted others over the years.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos? 1. Acts of Man (Merlin/Arthur, Merlin): On the morning of their Annual pre-Christmas Dinner, Merlin is shocked to find out that Gwen thinks his boyfriend, Arthur, isn't good enough. But after a glimpse into Merlin's quirky flat, Gwen realizes that she might not have the whole story. 2. Nightmares (Jason/Percy, PJO): Percy feels lost and alone after returning from Tarartus. And if that's not bad enough, he can't sleep without having horrifying nightmares. Luckily for Percy, Jason is the one person not avoiding him, and the one person that has offered to help. 3. Looking for the Thing We Lost (Stiles/Peter, Teen Wolf): But the thing is that Stiles had already been forgotten by everyone. 4. Here I Am (Stuck in the Middle With You) (Jason/Percy, PJO): Percy and Jason's mission gets derailed when they find themselves trapped in a room with no way out. Luckily, they find a way to pass the time… 5. Know How A Man Becomes a Beast (Stiles/Peter, Teen Wolf): Peter took a steadying breath and stepped into room. He held up his hands and walked forward slowly, the way he would approach any wild animal. “Stiles. It’s gonna be ok.”

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not? Yes, I try to, even it take a while -- at least on my newer fics. I haven't gone back to things from like 10 years ago to reply to old comments that I missed, but I try to keep up. I want people to know I appreciate the time they've taken to read and react to my fic, and you never know if you're going to connect with someone new and make a new fandom friend.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? Give Me Pure Energy (Stiles/Peter): the alternative season 2 where Stiles craves some normalcy and befriends a new kid in his econ class, only to realize that maybe they both want more from each other than just a simple friendship. This is a super darkfic anyway, and has the kind of ending that's happy only if you're ok with all the awful things that Peter does during the fic... but generally, I like my angst with a happy ending so this is the best I can do.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? Oh gosh, so many of my fics have happy endings... that's how I like em... uhhh. I'm going to go with one of my all time favorites:

Stuck Between Stations (Stiles/Peter): the one where Peter and Stiles are stuck in a time-loop inside The Wild Hunt.

8. Do you get hate on fics? I have been so lucky to not get much hate. If people are talking about my work behind my back, it's not getting back to me. And aside from an odd comment or two, I've gotten through about 20 years of fandom without having to deal with random hate.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind? yes. I've written m/m, m/f, f/f, and, I think an m/m/f once... but I'm into all sorts of things and have fun writing about it

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written? I have in the past; a Harry Potter/BBC Sherlock x-over that got abandoned. I've also done a few prompt challenges that lead to crossovers/fusions like SPN meets MJN Air, etc.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen? god, I hope not!

12. Have you ever had a fic translated? Yes, I have been so lucky to have a few of my fics translated into different languages. It's always such an honor, and I give full permission for people to translate my work as long as they connect it back to mine on AO3.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before? I have but it's been ages. And I think there may be someone *cough*@punchedbymarkesmith*cough* that would be great to collaborate with if an opportunity presented itself...

14. What’s your all time favorite ship? Steter it would seem. I've been reading and writing it since 2016...!

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? I fully intend to finish It's Only Forever, but I've used some of the ideas for it in other things, so I know it will be hard to get back into where I was going with it. I don't want to abandon it, but it's been a few years... le sigh.

16. What are your writing strengths? I think I'm pretty good with dialogue, especially banter. I think I'm also great at taking a small detail from canon and using that to world build something different.

17. What are your writing weaknesses? Oh, that's easy: action and mystery. I really wish I could write a good casefic or mystery plot, and I just can't. I have to distract and misdirect at the end... I have to do the same with the action, too.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic? I don't trust myself. I might confer with someone who speaks that language if it was really needed, but I would probably do something like:

"Wow, I can't believe you survived that helicopter crash," he said in Spanish.

19. First fandom you wrote for? Gundam Wing, followed my Newsies and Harry Potter.

20. Favorite fic you’ve written? I already gave a call out to Stuck Between Stations above, so I'm going to have to go with:

At This Truth We Have Arrived (Stiles/Peter): Five years after the death of Laura, Peter returns to Beacon Hills only to be confronted by the truth that the pack has moved on without him. But the fact that everything he once knew has changed isn't necessarily a bad thing; not when there is someone like Stiles who is so full of possibilities.

OR as my WIP notes for this fic say: "Peter is curious. They do something. Murder murder. Sex sex."

#meg writes fic #writer meme #tagging myself like a cool kid

[hamartia-grander]

Tagged by @itsybitsybatsyspider and I love oversharing on the Internet so here goes

Rules: Tag 10 (or less) people you want to get to know better

relationship status: been dating my partner for over a year now slay💕

favourite colour: blue

song stuck in my head: Uh Daydreamer by Aurora because my brain loves tormenting me :(

three favourite foods: uhhhhhh fruit. And..... Pasta. I guess. Also my mom makes amazing chicken chili soup that I love.

last song I listened to: The Fire by Bishop Briggs

dream trip: I just wanna go to see my best friend in another country😭 but also I wanna visit Greek and Norway.

last thing(s) i googled: "how to pronounce the 'zh' sound in mandarin" because I couldn't remember

Tagging uhhh @kidrunaway @rainywitt @mooseonahunt @unmotivatedartistry @runningupthatwill @browneyeslouis (sorry) and @artemis-pendragon none of u have to do it you can just ignore me but I'd be interested <333

[honeyapplepi]

The Knight’s Court: Part Four

warnings: none

royalty au, in game au

> As soon to be ruler of their kingdom, Y/N L/N is newly appointed with knights to protect them. Y/N quickly comes to find out it’s hard to fall in love with someone you’re not supposed to especially when you’re betrothed to another.

a/n: I have a tag list so if you wanna be added message or send and ask. This took a little bit longer than i wanted, but stuff happened with my electricity so i couldn’t do it, but hopefully i’ll get the next part out the day after tomorrow but no promises.

sapnap x gn!reader, wilbur x gn!reader (later on)

tag list: @kiritokunuwu

masterlist | part one | part five

The chess game started off with a move from you. Usually you played the black pieces, but Dream had asked to play them and you didn’t want to be rude and say no. You had moved your pawn that stood in front of your king. up two squares. Dream quickly made his move which was moving his pawn in the same way you moved yours.

It was quiet for the first few moves, but it didn’t take long for Dream to start talking. “You’re pretty good. How long have you been playing?,” he asked. You didn’t answer right away since you were making your fourth move and didn’t want to lose focus.

“Since I was a kid. The kingdom is small so there isn’t much to do, so I play chess. Also check,” you said answering Dream. Dream turned his head down at the board and way from you and seeing his king lined up with your queen.

“How long have you been playing?,” you asked Dream as he moved his piece saving his king.

“A few years now,” he answered. You nodded as a response moving your queen to put him in check again. As dream began to think about his next move you turned towards Sapnap who had been quietly watching since you and George’s game.

“What about you?,” you asked catching his attention.

“Hmm?,” Sapnap responded.

“Do you play chess?,” you asked turning back to the board to make your move since Dream made his.

“Uhhh, not really. I’ve played before, but not very much,” Sapnap answered.

You made your move moving your bishop in a direct path to Dream’s king. “Is there a lot to do where you guys are from?,” you asked as Dream began to think about where he would move his king.

“Well it’s pretty big, so there is quite a bit. Mainly though there’s a lot to do because there’s a lot of people,” Sapnap answered you.

“There isn’t much to do here since it’s a small place, plus there aren’t that many people,” you said. You looked back at the board and watched as Dream moved his pawn down two.

You then moved your bishop and took Dream’s pawn putting him in check again. “Besides here, of course, have you two been anywhere else besides your kingdom?,” you asked them. 

“There aren’t too many kingdoms around here, so not too many places, but we have been to L’Manberg,” Dream answered your question moving his piece. 

“L’Manberg, what’s it like. Have you been recently I heard there’s a new king?,” You said before taking a moment to think about your next move. 

“I’ve been there recently, but, uhh, not Dream. The king’s name is Wilbur he has two brothers I believe. I think his brother was supposed to inherit the thrown, but he’s an anarchist or something. I'm not sure,” Sapnap said as you moved your piece. 

“I don’t really know a lot about the other kingdoms which is kind of stupid for someone who’s about to rule,” you frowned.

“Well I can teach you about the other kingdoms sometime. To help you prepare,” Sapnap said getting quieter with each word. 

“Sounds great,” you said watching as Dream made his move on the chessboard even though you were going to win the game. 

“I'm going to win,” You said looking at Dream as he looked at the chessboard his hand holding up his face. 

“Yeah, yeah. I know,” Dream said making his final move causing your inevitable win. You smiled proudly and went to collect the pieces. Before you went to put them in their box you turned towards Sapnap. 

“Do you want to play?. We have time before supper,”  you asked him. 

“Uhh, no. I’m not that good,” Sapnap told you. 

“Maybe one day I can teach you. To return the favor,” you smiled. “Maybe,” Sapnap responded. 

“I’ll get going. See you at supper,” you said standing from your seat and heading back into the castle. 

“Sapnap, what the hell?,” Dream whispered loudly toward Sapnap. 

“What are you talking about?,” Sapnap asked completely clueless to what Dream was trying to say. 

“You are so bad at flirting,” Dream laughed. 

“Your majesty, your father request you in his office,” one of the servants said as you entered the main hall of the castle. a you nodded as a response and made your way through the hall.

You walked towards your father’s office knocking when you reached the doors. It didn’t take long for the large doors to be opened by your father’s butlers.

“Y/N, sit down,” your father said. You obliged and took a seat in front of his desk.

“I want to make sure you like the guards. You’ve only know them for a short while so it’s not too late to get new ones. I just want to make sure you are happy with them since you see them all day,” your father said.

“They’re fine. I mean they’re kind and not to bad of people, so i’m sure everything will be fine,” you told your father.

“Okay, tell me if anything changes,” your father told you.

“Of course,” you told him. Your father nodded and then sent you to get ready for supper.

#sapnap x reader #sapnap x y/n #dream smp x reader #sleepy bois x reader #sleepy bois #dream smp #dream #dreamwastaken #georgenotfound x reader #georgenotfound #nihachu #wilbur soot x reader #wilbur soot #wilbur x reader

[samcrobae]

Nanny, Part 2

Gif credit: @racheldare

More single Daddy Angel comin up 🥰 this is a little long so I apologize but I really wanted to set up the next part of the story. Sorry if there are spelling errors, it’s 12:10 AM here and I didn’t proof read the whole thing. Hope you like it!

If I missed you in the tags please message me so I can be sure to keep you added to my lists!

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EZ and Coco pulled up to Angels and were surprised to see your car parked in the driveway. “Damn, she’s here early.” Coco said.

Coco landed 4 quick and hard pounds to the door before Angel flung it open.

“Yo what the fuck..were you raised by a barbarian?! Shit Natalie and Y/N are asleep.” Angel scolded.

EZ studied Angel’s face before wiggle his eyebrows at him. “Wait, Y/N is asleep? She spent the night?”

“Ahhhh I fuckin knew it! I knew you had a nanny kink hermano.” Coco jabbed Angels ribs.

Both EZ and Angel let out a scoff, “dude, why? Why are you like this? A nanny kink? She takes care of my kid.”

Coco furrowed his brows, “What, dont yuck my yum pendejo. Gotta try it at least once.”

The three men made their way into the house and were greeted by you walking into the kitchen, Natalie on your hip.

“Oh, morning guys. Angel, I’ll make some coffee in a minute.”

“Nah, I already got it. Made you a cup.” He handed the mug to you and you at the table. “Alright well hey we gotta head out, I know it’s early but you’re already here.”

You waved him away as you took a sip of your coffee, “yes. Go. Have a good day guys.”

Angel leaned over the table and kissed your cheek and then picked Natalie up and spun her around. Angel has only ever shown any physical contact or physical emotion towards you twice in the last almost 4 months you had been with them. Last night and just now. What was happening? Was he just thankful you were there last night to help out? The contact was definitely welcomed and the fact that they were kisses made it that much better. Of course,Angel was a dreamboat and anyone with eyes could see that. But what was this new side of him?

“When papi comes back, we gotta get ready for our trip tomorrow! Gonna go to the beach mama?!” He blew raspberries into her neck making her shriek.

“Alright, be good for Y/N okay? You had her up all night I’m sure.”

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Angel, EZ, and Coco pull into the scrapyard and park their bikes. EZ making conversation with Angel as they head inside.

“You should invite her this weekend. To San Francisco.”

“Invite who?” Angel took out a cigarette and held it between his teeth and lit it as he spoke.

“Y/N. Who else?”

“Why the hell would I invite her to a family trip to San Francisco?”

“Oh come on Angel. I mean she’s with you every single day the last 4 months, takes amazing care of Natalie, takes care of you, she already spends a lot of time with the MC, you’re practically in love with her. She’s kinda family.”

“Im not in love with her.” He throws his cigarette to the ground and stomps it out with his boot.

EZ holds his hands up in surrender, a smirk on his face. “If you say so...”

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“Go Natalie go!” You were running around in the backyard with her before dinner when you looked up and saw Angel at the kitchen window. You hadn’t heard his bike pull up but you waved for him to come outside. He loved watching you with her. The way her big eyes looked up at you, how gentle you were with her, the way Natalie had complete trust in you. It made him feel so at home with you there. At ease.

He heads outside and greets Natalie. “Papi!”

“There’s my princesa!” He runs to her and scoops her up planting a kiss on her nose. “Did you have a good day with Y/N?”

“Yes she did, and we may or may not have gone to Target and bought some coloring books, crayons and bubbles for her to take with you on your trip tomorrow.” You smooth down her hair and turn to start cleaning up some of the mess in the yard.

“Hey, you uhhh, you wanna come with us? Tomorrow? We’re gonna be gone the weekend. Gonna be the family. The MC. And it just makes sense you come.” Angel squinted his eyes in the sun as he stared at you, you suddenly feeling very small under his gaze.

“Um... yeah. Sure! Sounds like fun!”

“Yeah? He raised his brows.

You smiled and placed a hand over your eyes, shielding them from the sun, “Yeah, why not? Sounds like a good time. I made lasagna, it’s warming in the oven so I’ll head home and pack a bag.”

“Alright cool, I’m thinking we head out early ? I’ll pick you up around 7:30 tomorrow morning. We’ll stop for some coffee after I get you.”

“Okay, I will see you tomorrow then. Good night Natalie!” You lean in and give her a kiss on her forehead. Angel looks at you and pretends to be offended “what about me?”

You laugh and shrug him off “goodnight Angel.”

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The drive there was a bit longer than expected but you finally made it. Bishop had rented a huge beach house for everyone and you were the last to arrive. You said your hellos and hugged everyone and you all began to get unpacked. “I’m just gonna change into my bathing suit and we can head down to the water.” You said to Angel picking up your bikini and heading to the bathroom.

“Okay cool, we’ll meet you down there!” He shouted through the bathroom door.

You look yourself over in the mirror, suddenly feeling self conscious about the way you looked. Why did you all of a sudden care? Grabbing your cover up you head down to the beach.

“You left Natalie’s sun hat inside. All that sun beaming on her tiny head isn’t good for her Angel.” You fasten it on and turn to look at him again “did you put sunscreen on her?”

“Of course I did! Now come on, let’s get In the water.”

You remove your coverup and suddenly felt Angel and EZ’s gaze shift to you. You could feel them look you up and down and all you wanted to do was bury yourself in the sand. Instead you placed Natalie on your hip and ran towards the water. Angel couldn’t help it. His eyes immediately went to your ass. Your curves were unbelievable. “What the fuck.” He muttered to himself before joining you in the waves.

“Papi splash!!” Natalie started splashing her hands around in the water and Angel pretended she was really doing some damage to him.

“No! Nooooooo!” He fell down into the water and sent Natalie into a burst of giggles. EZ came up and Natalies attention automatically went to him. Next to you, he was her favorite person.

As Angel was getting up, you took this as your opportunity to send a giant wave of splashes at him, catching him off guard.

“Oh you play dirty!” He shouted.

“You have no idea” you replied.

Suddenly the look in his eye changed from playful to devilish and he charged right for you.

“No! Angel. No! Don’t!” You shouted.

He charged at you and threw you over his shoulder running into the waves before playfully tossing you down , him going down with you.

Ez, Coco, and Letty looked on as they played with Natalie.

“Ugh. They’re so cute. Perfect for each other. And he’s legit happy. I haven’t seen him this happy in like, ever. If they don’t end up together, I just might die.”

EZ rolled his eyes, “okay miss dramatic. But you’re right. She would be really good for him. And Natalie.”

Letty gave EZ the side eye then looked on at the two of you in the water. “You know what? I have an idea.”

Tag List: @starrynite7114 @woahitslucyylu @briannab1234 @gemini0410 @briannab1234 @ifoundmyhappythought @cind-in-real-life @scuzmunkie @iambabyharry @sadeyesgf @carlaangel86 @everyhowlmarksthedead @notsobuckybarnes @wrcn9fvlcver @elcococruz @jenny885

[borntobeyoursx]

Get to know meme

I was tagged by @coffee-at-chanel merci ma fraise

What colour are your eyes? hazel

What instantly tells you if a person is good? body language and I’m a person who’s very sensitive to energies. So good energy and vibes often tell me if the person is good or not.

Do you have a recurring dream? I used to but not anymore.

What is the most interesting class you have taken? Uhhh a gender history class I took during my Erasmus stay in Sheffield. The class was so different to those (Digital History) in my home country, I loved everything about it. So, everything that has to do with society but is still in the frame of history is a winner for me.

How often do you find yourself daydreaming? waaaaaay to often. It’s unhealthy at this point. Do I want to change it? absolutely not, reality sucks

Name/Nickname: Jo (mostly by family) and shosho by friends (long story haha)

Zodiac: Scorpio 

Height: 170 cm

Nationality: Luxembourgish

Favourite colour: Purple

Favourite season: Autumn. Love the colours and the cooler weather. Also scorpio season haha

Favourite animals: cats haha

Favourite fictional characters: hmmm Nesta Archeron because she’s such a twisted character but at the same time I can relate to her so much. My younger self would probably also say Blair Waldorf for obvious reasons haha

Tea, coffee or hot chocolate?: def a coffee person

Average hours of sleep?: I suffer from terrible insomnia so if I’m lucky 5 to 6 hours

Cat or dog person: cat

Number of blankets slept with: 1

Places ancestors are from: Austria, France, Belgium, Germany

Dream trip: hard one. Probably New York just so I could fulfill my childhood dream

Blog established: I actually have no idea haha

Random fact about yourself: I’m a too energetic person for someone who suffers from insomnia lol 

Three ships: Maxiel (F1 I just love their friendship), Carla and Samuel from Elite and myself and Daniel no I’m joking haha (or not?) I actually can’t think of a third one 

Last song: River (King Kavalier Remix) - Bishop Briggs (you can find it on my F1 vibes playlist on spotify ;))

Last movie: Monte Carlo on Netflix

Currently reading: Collided by Lauren Asher (if you are an F1 fan go read her Dirty Air Series you will love it!) and Gilded Crown by Jennifer L. Armentrout

Currently watching: The Circle, Peaky Blinders (rewatch), Outer Banks

Currently craving: very random but a vanilla milkshake

I tag: @paprikabadger @thegirlinthefandoms

enjoy xx

#your turn #have fun

[radioactivedotcom]

 FIVE MALE CHARACTERS I LOVE TAG

I was tagged by @sim-bubble​  and @madeofcc​ thank u loves!! this was WAY TOO HARD, idk how to choose, there’s too many i love (and also can we start one on female characters cause i wanna show love to some awesome ladies too)

1. stiles stilinski

LISTEN i couldnt manage to finish the last 2 seasons of teen wolf, but stiles will probably always remain my favorite character in a show EVER. i fell hard for him from the very first minute in the very first episode.

2. shawn spencer

my first actual character crush in a show??? i will never get over how amazing psych is, and shawn and his stupid antics.... i luv him ;A;; psych is my go-to feel good show.

3. matt murdock

i lovelovelove superheroes shows, and i think daredevil is my fav amongst them all, i love how conflicted he is, and how he evolves through the seasons, and just... yeah he just makes me feel. although frank castle is a close 2nd tbh.

4. lucifer morningstar

i mean......... have you seen him?? and if we talk about character evolution, lucifer is for me the most intricate and fascinating character ever, i just love their take on the devil.

5. dirk gently

douglas adams is my favorite author ever, and this take on the dirk gently series is just.... SO SO GOOD. i love this character sm, he is absolute perfection ;A;

and some runners-up??? because i couldn’t choose?? there’s jake peralta (brooklyn 9-9), dean winchester (supernatural), glenn my bby ;A; (walking dead), jim halpert (the office), gregory house (house m.d.) and ik he doesn’t really fit w the others cause he’s not a stud lmao but walter bishop from fringe will forever be a fav character, he’s just... his character just really touches me.

i tag uhhh.... @toskasims​ @lyrics-and-intoxication​ @softpine​ @mellindi​ @lilypixels​ and idk however reads this and wants to do it???

#i never know who to tag ;A;; #nonsims

[ceealaina]

Title: Why Can't I Be You (Or: Aww, Paperwork) Collaborator Name: ceealaina Card Number: 3088 Link: AO3 Square Filled: S4 - Kate Bishop/Hawkeye Ship: Gen (Minor Background Stony) Rating: Teen Major Tags: Humor, Misunderstandings Summary: When Clint has to go away on a deep cover mission, he doesn’t hesitate to name Kate as his replacement on the Avengers roster. But when he forgets to, you know, actually submit the paperwork, misunderstandings and confusion ensue. (Not quite 616 and not quite MCU, but some fun hybrid of the two.) Word Count: 2257

When Clint found out about his three-month deep-cover mandatory assignment with SHIELD, he didn’t hesitate to designate Kate as his official temporary replacement on the Avengers roster. He’d been mentoring her for just over two years now, and while he’d never say it to her face, she’d probably stopped needing the mentoring just under two years ago. Kate was phenomenal, confident and competent and with his same penchant for disgustingly sugary breakfast cereal. Really, the only problem he could see was somebody (Tony) getting funny ideas about making his temporary replacement a little more permanent. It was an absolutely flawless plan. 

Except, of course, that while Clint had many talents, paperwork was not one of them. And as such, he forgot to actually designate Kate as his replacement. 

Clint had only been gone a few days before the next call to assemble had come in, and since it was a frequent occurrence for Clint to disappear off to BedStuy and/or the vents during their downtime, nobody had really questioned not seeing him around the tower. 

Tony was flying over Chelsea Market (there was a reason that the Avengers were based in New York, and it wasn’t just the late-night dining options), trying to figure out their best bet for dealing with the giant starfish… things they were fighting back into the ocean when something caught his eye and he stopped dead, hovering a few feet away from a rooftop. Everyone knew that Clint’s favourite colour was purple, and he certainly couldn’t imagine anyone else wearing a purple jumpsuit with hip cutouts -- especially not while wielding a bow and arrow -- but that was as far  as the resemblance went. The figure on the rooftop was decidedly more feminine than Tony remembered Barton being, moving with easy, lithe movements that were a far cry from Clint’s normal blend of competent dumbassery. 

He was so focused on this strange newcomer that he nearly missed the giant sea urchin headed his way until all of a sudden there were spines on his arm and a huge sucking hole almost right in his face. Tony made a disgusted noise because that mouth thing was disturbing on a level he couldn’t even examine. But before he could form any kind of attack response, an arrow was flying past him, missing his shoulder by millimeters to embed itself right in the centre of the sea urchins mouth hole thing, sending it rolling off in the other direction. Tony turned in time to see the woman on the roof throw him a saucy salute that was all Clint. 

“Okay,” Tony said to no one in particular. “Sure.”

Throwing himself back into the fray, Tony searched out Steve on the battlefield below and then switched over to a private line. 

“Uh, hey honey,” he said, shooting a repulsor blast at the same time. “Can I hum in your ear a second?” 

Steve’s sigh was weary. “Tony, I’ve told you before. No sexting on the battlefield.” 

“Technically it’s not sexting if we’re speaking to each other,” Tony couldn’t help pointing out. “Also, I want you to know that somewhere there’s an alternate universe where I’m married to Rhodey, and he lets me talk dirty in his ear anytime.”

“Tony.”

 “Right. No, not it’s not that. Uh, your three o’clock. You seeing what I’m seeing?” 

He watched as Steve turned in the direction he had pointed out, and then winced as the shield went flying into the giant L of the Google sign, shattering the lower part of it. 

“Shit,” Steve cursed, shifting position to retrieve it. “Is that…?”

“Clint?” Tony supplied. “Lady Clint? I’ve got no idea, but I’ve got a really bad feeling that the answer to that is a resounding yes.” 

Steve cursed under his breath again, launching himself at another one of the sea monsters. “Okay,” he said, and Tony was only a little resentful that he didn’t even sound winded. “Let’s just… Deal with this, and then we’ll deal with that.” 

***

Kate swung down from the fire escape, sticking the landing perfectly. Her heart was still pounding with adrenaline in the best way. This wasn’t her first fight, obviously, but there was a big difference between helping Clint take out the tracksuit mafia and a full-scale Avengers mission against… Well, she still wasn’t sure what those things had been but it didn't matter. That had been incredible.

Abruptly she stopped as she realized that Captain America and Iron Man were standing at the entrance to the alley, watching. She took a moment to steady herself, because holy shit, these were the Avengers waiting for her to join them (and yes, okay, technically Clint was an Avenger too, but that was different) and drew in a deep breath before striding forward with as much confidence as she could muster. 

“Hi,” she said, thrusting her hand forward. Her dad had been an asshole, but he’d still impressed on her the importance of a strong handshake. “I’m the new and improved Hawkeye.”

There was a sound from Iron Man that may have been a snort, and then his faceplate was rolling back to reveal sparkling eyes and wow. Older dudes weren’t really her thing, but the tabloids did not do him justice. 

“Sure,” he said, taking her hand in his own metal grip. “Nice to meet you.” 

Beside him, Captain America rolled his eyes. “Hilarious,” he said dryly. 

Kate hesitated a moment, a little hurt that he wouldn’t even shake her hand, but tried to tell herself that maybe he was still in post-mission mode, and all business business. Or maybe he was just a dick, but she felt like Clint would have mentioned that at some point. Steve seemed to confirm her first thought when, a beat later, he was pressing a hand against Iron Man’s back, steering him back toward the street. 

“Come on, let’s just get back to the Tower, so we can sort this all out.” He glanced over at Tony, a little more fondness in his voice. “You gonna make me fill out your action report too?” 

“Obviously,” Tony told him.

Steve glanced back at Kate, and this time she could see he was smiling a little. “I hope you don’t think this means you’re getting out of doing your paperwork.” 

“I… Wasn’t,” she told him, still a little confused. Captain America might not have been the dick that he’d first appeared to be, but she had the feeling that she was missing something very important here. 

Tony and Steve talked the whole way to the Quinjet, some hybrid of tactical discussion and friendly bickering that left Kate to follow a step behind them. Occasionally there’d be a moment of silence as they’d wait for her input, but truthfully Kate was only humming in agreement to words she hadn’t heard, still a little in awe that she was working with the actual Avengers. When they reached the jet Tony had clapped Steve on the shoulder and told him he’d meet him back home, apparently flying back to the tower under his own power. He’d taken a step back, faceplate coming down, and then he stilled. 

“Hey, great work today, by the way. You handled that insanely well.” 

“Uh.” Kate looked around, sure that he must be talking to Steve again, but Steve was already several feet away, talking to the Falcon, and the faceplate was pointed in her direction. “Thank you!” she told him, feeling her heart skip a beat at the idea that Iron Man was complimenting her. “You know, I was a little worried when I saw they were giant sea urchins, cause like. What? But it wasn’t so bad!” 

“Well yeah, but that’s just Avenger life. With your whole… Situation though.”

“Uhhh.” 

The faceplate came back up, and Tony stepped in closer, lowering his voice to presumably keep any of the SHIELD agents milling about from listening in. “Seriously. I know Steve said we’d figure this out back at the tower, but you’ve gotta be freaking out a little. How are you holding up?” 

Kate blinked at him. “With what?” 

Tony gestured vaguely at her body, and while Kate was getting over the weirdness of Tony Stark pointing out her boobs, he arched an eyebrow at her. “Seriously, Clint. Are you okay?” 

“Oh!” Kate’s eyes went wide as she suddenly realized what was going on. She didn’t know how, or why, but for some reason they didn’t think she was Clint’s replacement. They thought she was Clint. Somehow. It didn’t make sense to her, but she supposed for the Avengers, stranger things had happened. 

Then panic caught up with her as she realized what they meant. If they thought she was Clint, they couldn’t have been expecting her at all. What would happen if they found out she was holding Clint’s spot on her team? Would they decide she wasn’t good enough, wasn’t experienced enough? Would they make her leave? That panic was the only excuse for the words that came out of her mouth next. 

“Yes,” she said, with a slightly hysterical laugh. “Yes. I, Clint Barton, have turned into a woman.” 

She regretted it immediately, because wow Bishop, way to dig yourself into a whole, but she couldn’t stop giggling. This whole situation was just too ridiculous. 

“Right.” Tony was looking a little concerned, and like maybe he regretted bringing this up here. He settled a hand on her shoulder. “Well, try not to panic,” he told her. “This isn’t the weirdest thing that’s happened, right? We’ll figure it out.” 

“Right,” Kate said, clearing her throat and fighting to get herself under control. “Sorry, I just… Had a moment, but I’m fine. Really, it’s not even that bad. Being a woman is pretty awesome.” 

Tony grinned back at her, looking relieved. “Well, don’t take this the wrong way, but you’re so much more competent since you turned into a girl?” 

Kate started laughing again, digging around for her cell phone. “I’m sorry,” she choked out, trying to thumb open the camera app. “Can you say that again?” 

***

A few days later, and Kate was living a life of many regrets. At first, it had been hilarious as it had been ridiculous. She just assumed that wouldn’t be long before someone had a moment of “wait a minute, that’s clearly not Clint,” but that moment hadn’t arrived. 

Thor hadn’t even blinked at the announcement that Clint was a woman now, shrugging and asking in his big booming voice (because holy shit, he was the actual god of thunder and wow, did he look like it) if ‘humans didn’t just change physical genders sometimes, you know?’ And the round of blank stares he’d just shrugged again and informed them that Loki did it all the time, like that somehow made it normal. 

And, to be fair, Kate probably hadn’t helped things when they’d ordered pizza, and she started interacting with the deaf delivery driver in sign language, but really. Was she supposed to just ignore her?

But now she was stuck. She was in too deep, and didn’t know how she was even going to begin to explain that Surprise! She wasn’t Clint at all, she had just been letting them think that for three days now, because she was a lunatic, apparently. 

(She was also trying very hard not to be offended that nobody had figured it out. She loved Clint like a brother, but that didn’t mean she wanted to be him.)

Luckily, as it turned out, Kate didn’t have to explain herself at all. She was sitting in the enormous common kitchen area (the novelty of living in Avengers Tower not having worn off at all) trying to soothe her growing panic with an enormous bowl of Lucky Charms that she’d pulled from the cupboard, ignoring the warning of ‘CLINT’S ONLY. DO NOT TOUCH’ written in big, bold, Sharpie letters across the front. Then the door swung open, sharp footsteps entering the room. 

“Alright, Barton. What’s this I hear about you managing to turn yourself into a woman?”

Kate looked up with wide eyes, watching as Natasha walked into the room, flanked on either side by Tony and Steve. “Uh. Hi, Nat!”

Nat took one look at Kate and her guilty smile and rolled. “I am surrounded by idiots,” she announced. 

And that was the end of Kate’s career as Clint-Hawkeye. (But not, thankfully, the end of her career as an Avengers.)

Epilogue

It was another two weeks before Clint was able to come back on comms long to call and check in to see how she was doing. When Kate told him everything that had happened (because if she didn’t, someone would, and it would probably Deadpool, and it would just be much, much better if it came from her) Clint had laughed for five minutes straight. 

“I feel like I should be insulted that they didn’t even blink over the idea that I got myself turned into a woman,” he told her, still chuckling every few words. “But it’s so funny that I really can’t be.” 

“You’re insulted?” Kate retorted. “I spent three days with everybody just assuming I was you.”

“Yes,” Clint agreed, not even slightly offended. “That is definitely worse.” 

“Hey,” Kate said after a moment of comfortable silence. “How come you never gave me a heads up that Captain America and Iron Man are dating?” 

From the other end of the phone, there was a spluttering, choking, coughing sound. 

“I’m sorry, Captain America and Iron Man are what now?”

@tonystarkbingo

#tonystarkbingo2020 #tsb2020 #kate bishop #clint barton #tony stark #steve rogers #humour #misunderstandings #fic #my fic

[vilaneeve]

Thank u for the tag @smugvillanelle 😌😌😌😌 these are fun ajsjdj

Favorite colors: purple! And lately yellow.

Last song I listened too: are you feeling sad? by little dragon (a bop).

Favorite musicians: Florence and the machine (duh), Aurora, Shakira and Bad Bunny 😆

Last show i watched: cw's Legacies.

Favorite character: how dare u make me choose. Eve Polastri, Lizzie Saltzman, anddddd uhhh Maya Bishop. Fuuuuck I forgot all the girls on Betty.

Sweet, spicy, or savory: savory.

Sparkling water, tea, or coffee: Yes.

Pets: 2 dogs.

Tagging @sandrraoh @sunflowerbi @nitelines no pressure tho 😌💜

#ajdjfkfk #forgot every character ever #and my music man 🤣 #yikes

[jadinerhine]

Was tagged by @pterobat​ -- thank you!

Favorite Color: Lilac these days, even though it’s always a constant fave

Last Song I listened to: Senkin Dur da Blá by Carol Malus Dienheim (Inori Minase) the instrumental/karaoke version. (Here’s the normal song.)

Favorite Musicians: I’ll pick the usual suspects: Alphaville, globe, Happy Rhodes, FALCO, Naomi Tamura, Yuiko Tsubokura, Nightwish, Battle Beast

Last Movie I Watched: I....actually don’t remember. Oops. Uhhh maybe it was Black Coal, Thin Ice?

Last TV Show I Watched: I was about to say The Joey Bishop Show but right now I’m watching Perry Mason XD

Favorite OC: HOW DARE YOU ASK ME TO PICK MY CHILDREN it’s this one right now, it’s Celi

( read my comic )

I’ve no idea who’s on tumblr anymore haha so I’ll tag the ones I saw on my dash now @kotaline​ @judedeluca​  @aonomiki​

#memes #thank you for the tag ♥ #tagged #my art #WATCH SYMPHOGEAR

[wizardnuke]

tagged by @natasharxmanov love ya

Rules: You can tell a lot about someone by the type of music they listen to. Hit shuffle on your media player and write down the first 20 songs, then tag 10 people. No skipping!

1. the fall by half alive

2. glory and gore by lorde

3. learn to let go by welshly arms

4. jetpack blues by fall out boy

5. king and lionheart by of monsters and men

6. is this what you wanted by grandson

7. shake by saint phnx

8. river by bishop briggs

9. do it all the time by I don't know how but they found me

10. oh my dear lord by the unlikely candidates

11. apologize by grandson

12. deep water by american authors

13. teen idle by marina

14. human by of monsters and men

15. wires by the neighbourhood

16. dust bowl dance by mumford & sons

17. happy pill by grandson, moby rich

18. choke by I don't know how but they found me

19. c'mon by panic at the disco, fun.

20. die young by grandson

tagging uhhh @spdys @rocknrollonthat45 @stvrkreactor @1872s @lovelyirony @ad1thi @anthon-e @julianswells @oluka and anyone else that wants to do it

#tag game #very good timing

[lizabethl]

Chapters: 6/10 Fandom: Marvel, The Avengers (Marvel) - All Media Types, Daredevil (TV) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Franklin "Foggy" Nelson/Thor, Kate Bishop/Karen Page Characters: Franklin "Foggy" Nelson, Thor (Marvel), Anna Nelson, Theo Nelson, Edward Nelson, Matt Murdock, Karen Page, Kate Bishop Additional Tags: Rare Pairings, Post-Avengers: Endgame (Movie), Thor (Marvel) Needs a Hug, POV Foggy Nelson, Slow Burn, Slow Build, Developing Friendships, Self-Esteem Issues, Grief/Mourning, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Thor Lives in Bed-Stuy, Flirting, Sleepovers, Long Hair, Protective Matt Murdock, But also, Matt Murdock is an asshole, And A Good Bro, Awesome Karen Page, Awkward Tension, First Dates, First Kiss, Hair Braiding, Clubbing, Dancing, Homophobia, Fat Shaming, Ticklish Thor Summary:

Six months after Theo and Anna Nelson were snapped back into existence following five years of torturous absence, Nelson’s Meats re-opened its doors to the public.

...Foggy didn’t know if it was the man’s body shape, the fact that he was wearing blue-jeans and a hoodie, or the sunglasses (a possible combination of the three?) that had caused his brain to not recognize that there was a fucking god in his family’s store, but there was a fucking god in his family’s store.

“Franklin Nelson,” Thor said, his voice low but unmistakable. “It’s wonderful to see you doing well! I didn’t realize this was your family’s establishment.”

My Foggy/Thor fic has reached 20k+words? Uhhh...

#foggy nelson #thor #foggy/thor #thor/foggy #foggyxthor #thorxfoggy #fanfic #ao3 fic #ao3 update

[experimentaldata]

since everything’s a little weird right now & most seem to be bored I thought we could play a quarantine game 💘 answer the following! 1. how has your day been? 2. what is the last thing that made you smile? 3. what’s keeping you entertained these days? 4. is there anything you’d like to achieve in this time? 5. post a selfie! (if your comfortable with that) 6. last but not least send this to some mutuals to keep the game going 🌼

Ahaha thanks friend...uh...

1. how has your day been? Pretty good! Worked (at home), made dinner, worked on my fic a little, which is coming frustratingly slow, am now chilling on the futon blogging and watching @darnitjack play computer games.

2. what is the last thing that made you smile? The Kate Bishop comic panels I was looking at for “research” haha

3. what’s keeping you entertained these days? Well, we started watching The Witcher, which is a journey(tm), also writing fic and walking to the mailbox. It’s the little things :)

4. is there anything you’d like to achieve in this time? Finish my fic lol

5. post a selfie! (if your comfortable with that) Uhhh...

6. last but not least send this to some mutuals to keep the game going 🌼

Allllrighty then @acquaclara @purple-purple-pink-purple @daughterofluthien @whitecatgraycatblackcat and anyone else who wants to kill some time in this era of viruses and panic thank you @momentofmemory for the tag!

[bluemichikosan]

Tagged by: @anthropologist-on-the-loose. Thanks!

Rules: Pick 5 shows, then answer the following questions. Tag 10 (or however many) people.

1. Star Trek: Voyager 2. My Hero Academia 3. Pushing Daisies 4. Fringe 5. Gravity Falls

Who is your favorite character in 2? Katsuki Bakugou. I love that terrible, edgy asshat.

Who is your least favorite character in 1? There are a lot of annoying one-off characters. I don’t really dislike any of the main cast, but I did find Kes kind of annoying toward the end of her run.

What is your favorite episode of 4? The Brown Betty episode, where Walter gets high off of his homemade drugs and entertains Olivia’s niece by regaling her with a noir/sci-fi/musical. It’s the best episode in the whole series.

What is your favorite season of 5? The second one, but it wins only by a small margin.

Who is your favorite couple in 3? Ned and Chuck of course!

Who is your favorite couple in 2? Lock Rock x his wife. I don’t ship anyone else.

What is your favorite episode of 1? The Bride of Chaotica, where Paris and Harry accidentally trick an alien species into thinking their black-and-white 1950′s sci-fi holo-novel is real and Janeway has to become Queen Arachnea and act out the story with them and convince the aliens to leave. The acting is incredible.

What is your favorite episode of 5? The two-parter of “Dreamscaperers” and “Gideon Rises”.

What is your favorite season of 2? Season 3 maybe?

How long have you watched 1? I first remember watching it as reruns on TV before elementary school. But I had apparently seen it before then, I just didn’t remember. I had probably seen episodes as they first aired since my mom is a fan of all things Star Trek, so I may have seen it as early as infancy lol.

How did you become interested in 3? My friend showed me the first couple of episodes not too long after the series had ended and I fell in love instantly (and also into despair, because it had already ended).

Who is your favorite actor in 4? All of them? John Noble (who plays Walter Bishop) deserves a special mention though.

Which do you prefer, 1, 2, or 5? Depends on my mood. Probably Voyager.

Which show have you seen more episodes of, 1 or 3? Voyager, just because there aren’t as many episodes of Pushing Daisies available...

If you could be anyone from 4, who would you be? Astrid is the person in the least amount of danger and with the least amount of drama, so probably her. That she’s extremely lovable also helps.

Would a crossover between 3 and 4 work? Pushing Daisies/Fringe crossover. Honestly? Yes????

Pair two characters in 1 who would make an unlikely but strangely okay couple? Tuvok and Janeway seem like they would be the most stable couple out of any possible combination of people on that ship (pun intended), though they would never happen in-universe. I really like the friendship they DO have though, it’s one of my favorite things about the show.

Overall, which show has the better storyline, 3 or 5? Gravity Falls, but only because the show wasn’t cancelled and the story was able to be properly finished. They story lines for both of them are very good.

Which has better theme music, 2 or 4? The theme music for Fringe is pretty bitchin. I find most of MHA’s opening/eding themes generically anime and don’t feel one way or another about them.

Tagging: I’m bad at tagging uhhh  @aliefred @foreverhauntingme @marianisma @freshfrenchtoast @pearstheplatypus @bakuraryxu @julius-sneesar  uuhhhhh and also anyone else who sees this go for it. You see this and want to do the tag meme? I tagged you.

[rosewinterborn]

11/11/11

I waited too long to do this, so now I have 44 questions to do. RIP. Tagged by @writersblockandapotoftea, @arwallace (I know you tagged @expositionpreposition but it’s easier to do it here!), @shit-she-wrote, and @atinydino

Cap:

Who was your childhood hero?

Honestly, probably JKR. Again, RIP.

If we didn’t start the fire, who did?

People like my dad who say “millennials” like it’s a derogatory word probably

What made you start your wip?

Reading too much Dresden Files and also looking at magic academia posts on Tumblr (Gutter Witch); Reading Eragon (Companion to Dragons); Wanting to make an open magic world (Witches Anthology); Reading too much Stucky fanfiction (Fractal); Listening to the Magnus Archives three times through in a month (CHAF3k); wanted to go on a magic adventure with my high school friends (Children of the Light)

Hogwarts house?

Gryffindor!

Star Trek or Star Wars

Star Wars, though I like both

What was your pre-teen bop?

Uhhh Taylor Swift’s whole second album

If you could have a fantasy creature as a pet, what would you pick?

A dragon about the size of a cat that could sit on my shoulder and talk to me

What’s your pet peeve?

Feeling like people are upset with me but won’t talk to me about it

Dracula or Frankenstien’s Monster?

Haven’t read Dracula so Frankenstein’s monster, I guess.

What’s the weirdest thing you’ve said to a friend?

I mean I had a conversation with two lesbians about dildos yesterday, soooo

If you had to murder someone, who would it be?

No one. I honestly don’t think I’d be able to live with myself after.

A R Wallace

Which book(s)/series would you compare your current WIP(s) to?

The Dresden Files. Though I did have someone say it was like reading a better-written Mortal Instruments. I was tickled.

Would you be willing to adapt your WIP into a movie one     day? Why or Why not?

Yes. Please. Let me see my work come to life.

What is your ‘writing ritual’? (do you make sure     you’ve made a cup of tea, sit in a particular spot, etc.)

I don’t have any particular ritual, I usually just try and seize the energy when I have it. Right now I am trying to sit at my actual desk to work, though, and during school if I had anything that I desperately needed to get done I took my ass to a coffee shop and told myself I wasn’t allowed to leave until it was done.

How much has writeblr helped you with your writing?

It helped me find a writing community that inspired me to get back to work after the depression had taken it away from me. I’m not as active on writeblr as maybe I could be, but the writing discord I found through it has been a lifeline.

If you could be one creature (real or mythical), what would you be?

A dragon. But like, one of the ones that can shapeshift. I also like being human.

Sum up your favorite WIP in one sentence

Oh god I’m supposed to have a favorite? That’s not gonna happen…

Gutter Witch: Local teens sick and tired of prophetic bullshit

Children of the Light: Estranged assholes learn to love each other again and also stop the apocalypse

Fractal: Hell on Earth in so many ways

Companion to Dragons: Girl’s asshole father sends her and her sister on a suicide mission and thinks that’s the end of it (surprise!)

Witches Anthology: literally a whole bunch of short stories so I’m not gonna try

Which of your characters is your favorite?

Whyyyyyy idk in GW probably Hunter, he’s fun to write. Overall maybe Sterling, my enby necromancer in the anthology

Which of your characters is your least favorite?

Hunter’s mother. Like honestly, every time I write about her she gets worse.

What do you believe is the most overused trope in your WIP’s genre(s)?

Melodrama.

Favorite season?

Autumn

If you could travel anywhere in the universe, where would you go?

Several places in Europe, in no particular order.

Eva:

1.     What’s the first story you remember writing?

A story about a cat and a mouse becoming friends.

2.     How has your taste in books changed since childhood?

I’ve tended a lot less towards high fantasy. I think it’s too much of an energy investment to try and understand the worldbuilding right now, whereas you can usually just jump into urban fantasy. I’ve also gotten a lot more interested in horror.

3.     Do you see any similarities to your favorite books in your work? If yes, what are they?

If I’m being real honest, most of my wips are direct rip-offs of stuff I’ve read/watched/listened to, at least in the first draft. I usually try and direct my obsessions into creative energy at some point, with differing amounts of success.

4.     What sort of music inspires you?

Stuff with strong beats/baseline and vaguely rebellious lyrics. So like, lots of Imagine Dragons and Fall Out Boy. But also trailer music like Epic Score and Two Steps from Hell

5.     Favorite book?

These are the most evil kinds of questions you guys.

I can’t think of any published books I’d call my absolute favorite, but I do have a handful of fanfics I read on at least an annual basis: War, Children, by Nonymos; To Be Vulnerable Is Needed Most of All, by perfect_plan; and Schroedinger’s Romance by lesbuchanan

6.     Favorite mythology (Greek, Norse, etc.)?

Probably Celtic? I’m really rusty on it though

7.     Dream vacation?

A long, long trip through Europe without having to worry about money

8.     Favorite writing snack?

I don’t really eat when I write because its too much of a distraction :P

9.     What tea do you drink the most while writing?

Irish Breakfast

10.  Do you have a special writing cup, that you drink tea out of specifically when writing to fill you up with inspiration?

I have a couple I’m more likely to grab, like my Night Vale Community Radio mug or my white Starbucks mug with the gold lettering

11. Write your favorite quote from your recent wip!!

Just outside the beam of light was a circle of what looked like black paint, tiny sigils scratched into it, shimmering uncannily in the dark. Wisps of that grim light drifted from the sigils to the figures at their center, dancing around Mara’s hands, clutching at Hunter’s shirt. Anywhere they touched his skin, blood seeped from a new laceration, sluggish and dark and horrible. 

“Hunter,” she breathed. 

Then she heard him. 

“Run, Cady,” he croaked. “Tell my mom...she’s a bitch.”

Ames:

1.     What’s your favorite season and why

Autumn! I love rain and also that it’s not super hot or super cold

2.     What’s your favorite food?

Bread.

3.     Who’s your favorite character in your most recent WIP?

Hunter Bishop, asshole extraordinaire

4.     Do you hide easter eggs in your writing? If so tell me a few.

Hm. If I do, I don’t consider them easter eggs, just references. Though I did have someone in my creative writing class ask if the sandwich my protagonist was eating was based on one served in one of the restaurants on campus (and he was right)

5.     Would you prefer your WIPs to be turned into a movie or tv series? (feel free to tell me about more than just 1)

Gutter Witch should just be a movie, and I’m leaning towards that for Witches as well. Fractal could go either way, though I’m leaning towards TV show. Children of the Light could go either way. CHAF3k will hopefully be a podcast at some point.

6.     If you could have a writing studio anywhere with anything in it, what would it be like and where would it be?

I like the nook I have, though I think I’d adjust the height of my desk chair and add a coffee maker and a closer bathroom so I don’t have to walk all the way across the apartment. Oh, and I’d get a massive whiteboard so I can go all conspiracy theory on my wips.

7.     What music do you listen to to get you in the zone? (the writing zone)

Trailer music! Epic Score and Two Steps from Hell. I can’t listen to music with lyrics while I try to make the words go.

8.     What’s your worldbuilding process?

Panic.

But actually, I think of the aesthetic I’m after and then try to make everything build off of that. Along the way I usually try to figure out what thing I’m consciously or unconsciously basing it off of so that I can make necessary changes.

9.     Who are your most influential authors?

JKR (sorry), Laini Taylor, Juliet Marillier, Tamora Pierce

10.  What’s your favorite kind of cookie?

French macarons

11. Give me your favorite excerpt for your recent WIP!

“I wanted to talk to Madge.”

“Madge is dead,” Hunter said, confused. 

“I’m aware,” she said. “I asked Death to take me to her, but she said she couldn’t and suggested projection instead.”

Hunter turned from the stove with the most dumbfounded expression Cady had ever seen outside of cinema. “You asked Death,” he repeated.

Cady snorted. “Yeah. I asked Death.”

“The cosmic power, Death.”

“The cosmic power, Death. We’re good friends. She comes over for tea on occasion.”

Hunter stared at her, expression halfway between disbelief and suspicion. “You’re fucking with me.”

“I’m not fucking with you,” Cady said. “Death is the whole reason I came to this Coven. She sent me here when I was thirteen.”

Hunter sank back against the counter, looking almost faint. Whatever he’d been cooking began to sizzle alarmingly. “Death has been...in this apartment.”

Cady nodded.

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