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takerfoxx · 5 months

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Okay.

I don't often gush about movies on this blog. Hell, I don't often go to the movies anymore. I just don't have the attention span for it. And I honestly was going to give this one a miss until someone who's opinion I trust was adamant that I needed to see this film right now on the biggest screen possible while I still had the chance. So, FOMO out won over, and I went to go see Godzilla Minus One in Imax.

...

Look, I've been a Godzilla fan practically all my life. My family used to rent those old english dubs of the films on VHS from Blockbuster in the early nineties. I grew up with these monsters. But I have to admit, I've never seen the original, nor have I seen Shin Godzilla. To me, Godzilla is about one thing and one thing only.

Fuck.

Yeah.

Gimme the big monsters just going HAM on each other. Rubber suits, CGI, I don't care! I want the big boys with beef to beef with a large side of cheese!

I guess that's why Godzilla 2014 ultimately left me feeling kind of cold while I absolutely loved KOTM despite how stupid a lot of it was. I just want my big monsters absolutely wrecking shit.

This was different. I knew it was going to be different. A remake of the original Godzilla, this time from the viewpoint of the common citizens still trying to get their lives together after WW2? I knew I was in for some heavy drama.

What I didn't expect was one of the most amazing theater experience I have ever had.

And I'm not just saying that because the movie is good, even though it is.

I'm not just saying that because the movie is great, even though it is.

I'm not just saying that because it's a goddamn masterpiece, even though it is.

I'm saying that because it's about as close to perfect of a film as you can get, and not just of a Godzilla movie, but just as a movie!

Like, it's a running joke that you can cut the human characters out of any Godzilla movie. Here, you could cut Godzilla out and still have a great movie. That's how good the human side of things was.

Like, you really grow attached to these people who have literally lost everything. You grow invested in their struggles, in their relationships, in their baggage, in their love for one another. You come to care about them and are genuinely happy as they eke out a new life after having their homes literally blown to bits. You just want to see them succeed and be happy together.

And that's when Godzilla shows up.

This movie is called Godzilla Minus One in reference to how post-war Japan was basically a Zero Society, left devastated by the conflict. And these people who literally were left with nothing suddenly find even that ripped away as an enormous monster just starts rampaging through the recovering cities.

And this time, Godzilla isn't an avenging hero. He's not a destructive anti-hero. He's not a fun mascot. He's not even a poor, suffering monster unaware of the destruction that he's wreaking. This Godzilla is goddamn menace, an outright monster that is absolutely terrifying. He wants to crush, kill, and destroy. This is Godzilla at his most actively malicious, and all you can do is gape up in horror with these people that you've come to care so much about, wondering how in the hell are they supposed to deal with this!

I won't give away how the day is eventually saved, only to say that it is a masterclass of character-driven suspense and emotion. You honestly come to root for the humans for once. You want to see them succeed, and are genuinely in fear for their lives. No exaggeration, I had my heart in my throat and tears in my eyes all throughout the climax. I don't cry during movies, and this movie made me sob like a baby. It was that good.

And it also had so much to say! Not only about Japan's collective trauma following the nuclear bombs or the other bombing raids like the original, but also about how the Japanese government dehumanized its own people during the war, treating them as expendable resources to fuel the war machine. The main character is a freaking kamikaze pilot who lost his nerve and abandoned his mission, and that plus another act of what he saw as cowardice haunts him throughout the movie, and while it realistically shows how such a person would be treated like a pariah by his former friends and neighbors, it is nothing but sympathetic toward him. He blames himself constantly, but the narrative never seems to.

And there's just this wonderful moment near the end, when it's clear that the government isn't coming to the rescue, so it's up to the common man to band together and find a solution, when a few men leave the mission for fear of their lives and that of their families, and are not condemned for it. And the scientist spearheading the whole thing gives this lovely little speech about how carelessly life has been treated during the war, from the kamikazes to the poorly maintained supply chains to how the common folk were left to fend for themselves, and he hopes to just once be able to secure a win that doesn't sacrifice any more lives. Wow.

I know it's probably too late for anyone else to see it, because I'm pretty sure it's theatrical run ends today. I just wanted to get this review off my chest, because wow, this was the best movie I've seen all year. What a goddamn masterpiece.

#godzilla minus one

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randonauticrap · 9 months

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Soaked

Pairing ~ Gilbert von Obsidian x Reader

Word Count ~ 1k

Warnings ⚠️ ~ Explicit smut: cunnilingus, bondage, mention of orgasm denial, penetration, creampie, dirty talk

Author's Note ~ @rhodolitesroseforclavis Mary Ellen, thank you for this lovely request! It's been 10 months since I last wrote the prince of Obsidian, I hope his return to my blog does him justice. ❤️

Minors DNI 🔞

"Mmm," he hummed into your clit. "You taste good, little rabbit; much better than even I thought you would." He lapped unceremoniously at your swollen, sensitive folds as you writhed above him, your arms pulled taut over your head as one of Gilbert's belts threatened to cut off circulation to your wrists.

"Ah, Gilbert!" You cried, straining against your bonds, desperate to touch him, to pull on his silky black locks until he growled into your cunt and fucked you properly. He teased your entrance with his finger, swirling the pad around the edges as he closed his lips over your clit and sucked, hard. "Unghh!" you moaned, pushing off the mattress as your body curled in response to his ministrations. A cool breeze drifted through the open window, caressing your peaked nipples as your back landed on the sheets once again, the chill against your skin only heightening your sense of arousal. The heat in your belly pooled further and further into your core as Gilbert parted you with his fingers, eager to devour you from a new angle.

"Now now, bunny." He chastised as his nose bumped your folds. "Don't strain too hard. You know what will happen if that belt comes loose."

Your butt burned with a delicious sting at the reminder, and you half wondered if you wanted the punishment. But knowing Gilbert, that would only prompt another hour of denying you the release you so desperately craved, so you relaxed against the plush bed as best you could, giving in to his vicious demands and allowing him to take back the reins. "Good girl," he mumbled into you, his lips soaked with your sweet fluids. You bit down hard on your bottom lip to keep from thrusting your hips up to meet his beautiful mouth, so diligently leaving you breathless, and instead let out a desperate whine from between your clenched teeth. "Heehee, I've kept you waiting a long time, haven't I, darling?" He chuckled, propping himself up on his elbows to gaze up at his masterpiece, speckled from head to toe with proof of his desire for you, each beginning to bloom into jewel-toned flowers that would remain on your skin for weeks; a testament to everyone of how you belonged to him, and him alone. You heaved in air, trying to regain some semblance of sanity after the nonstop onslaught, and Gilbert smiled salacious, admiring the way your plush breasts lifted and descended with each breath, and how each curve of your body stretched and lengthened with its newfound freedom.

"Gilbert," you called breathlessly.

"Yes, my love?" Came his teasing reply.

"Please," you mewled, the muscles in your body knotting together again, already missing his touch.

"Please, what, little miss rabbit?" He murmured, his lips dangerously close to your navel, his breath lighting flames against your skin.

"P-please make love to me. L-let me have your seed. Please!" Your voice cracked, and your need once again became evident between your legs.

"You want to have my cum inside you when you greet your maids in the morning?" He crooned against the dip in your skin.

"Mhm," you moaned.

"You want it to drip down your legs when they try to dress you?"

"Unngghh Gilbert..." You groaned, writhing as he pumped his length in front of you.

"You want to feel it in your panties when you come out to watch me train in the afternoon, so you can be ready for me to fill you back up again when I'm finished?"

"Gilbert, fuck!" you cried loudly as he stretched you with his cock, filling you to the brim in a single, breath-stealing stroke.

"Urgh," he grunted as he bottomed out inside of you, his cock throbbing as your leaking cunt adjusted to his size. He leaned down to take one of your nipples into his mouth, sucking and biting on it to keep himself distracted while you took him in. He closed his lips over your areola and hummed, enjoying the flesh on the tip of his tongue before switching to the other breast and lavishing it with the same attention.

"G-Gilbert, please." You muttered, earning his attention. "I'm ready."

At the sound of those words, he released a breath he hadn't realized had been trapped in his chest and began to thrust inside of you, slowly at first, enjoying the way his cock disappeared inside your body as it pulled him in. But before long, he felt his own desperation building and quickened to a merciless rhythm that had the carnal sound of squelching and skin slapping against skin echoing around the small bedroom, with only your moans and his grunts to accompany them. Your back arched up to meet Gilbert's flushed skin as your legs began to quiver under the pressure of the fire in your core. You were close; oh, so close, and Gilbert leaned down to tug on your ear with his teeth before quietly giving you your next command.

"Cum for me, my darling."

At the sound of his coaxing voice, you fell apart in his hold, tugging wildly at the belt around your wrists as you gasped his name, your pussy clenching tight around his twitching member while you lost control. You locked your ankles behind his rear and pulled him close, and mere seconds later, Gilbert stuttered out a strangled cry of your name as he stilled deep inside of you and his seed painted your insides white. His cum filled you to the brim, and you felt your joint juices oozing from your abused hole onto the soft white sheets below.

"Such a-" Gilbert moaned softly between his words. "good girl. Taking all of my cum so well. C'mere." He turned you both over and pulled you to his chest, raking his fingernails gently over your sticky skin.

You held each other close, panting against each other's skin, still joined, savoring the feeling of oneness as your highs subsided. Little by little, air returned to you both in gentler breaths, but neither of you moved, not daring to disrupt the connection your bodies and hearts held within them. As Gilbert's fingers tangled into your damp hair, you nuzzled against his soft skin and closed your eyes. Whatever had been in the past, and whatever came tomorrow, the next day, or the next, you were content; as long as you carried him with you.

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acupofqueercoffee · 1 year

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“Die a little death”

Request by @marentette12-blog

can you do jealous dark! Lady lesso x reader? 18+!

you demand dark. so, i deliver dark..? 🤔

cw : explicit smut obviously // r’s naughty naughty

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“This is your body, you say?”

“For someone who owns it, you seem to be having awfully little control over it.”

Little is an overstatement.

No should be the word.

Flat atop the mahogany desk with wrists tied above your head, your body has long been relinquished to the owner of those wickedly long fingers buried inside your cunt. They pump into your sanguine folds with wild abandon, in, out, in, out, insistent and demanding in their movements as they subject you to the sweet, sinful agony.

“Hmm, who is really in control here, I wonder?”

Not only is she fully confident in her craft, but she also knows the answer to her question. She knows it all too well in fact, proving it so by curling her fingers inside you into a cruel curve that instantly has your back arching off the desk. A sharp unforgiving thrust that she delivers punches a breath out of your lungs, colours you frenzied, and you are reduced to a babbling, snivelling mess.

“Would you like to give it a guess?”

You are not even sure whether it is naivety, stupidity or both of them combined, that leads you to act the way you have. Like a petulant child. What you do know though is that your little act of defiance has been the instigator of this vicious storm that is wreaking havoc on and inside your body, positively with a single-minded intention of rearranging your guts.

Having been introduced to her associates as a mere acquaintance after all the things the two of you have partook in behind closed doors, has effected you more than you have initially expected it would. Then comes irritation when you catch her mingling with other people, and yet discarding you as though your significance to her is as good as a piece of gum. Now that every dot of flavour has been chewed out of you, she has spitted you out without so much as a care.

And you do, you realise, mean nothing to her, that is.

An amour is all you are to the proud, magnificent Lady Lesso. Perhaps even less. Certainly nothing more. And, that is that.

So, by the time she peels the fabric off your body during your next dalliance, she does not find the usual you who have always followed her every command like a lost, love-sick puppy. Instead, those foxy green eyes are greeted by a scandalously messy canvas littered with hickeys of various hues in lieu of a masterpiece that her mouth has so reverently sucked into your skin. Her colourful creations on your body all but lost beneath those cheap scribbles, and oh how it infuriates her!

If you have felt satisfaction, it is fleeting, and you almost feel bad when you notice the dawn of mixed emotions on her features, one of them being, dare you say it, hurt, or at least as close to hurt as it can get. However, it has vanished as soon as it has appeared, and instead, you are left staring into a face that has calcified into a blank, stony canvas.

“You don’t own me. This is my body. I can do whatever I want with it.”

You have dared say. And what a grave mistake it has been.

Before you know it, you are backed into a dark corner of her study. She towers over your frame akin to the way a daunting fox looms over her prey, hungry for the little morsel. One by one, your garments are aggressively torn off your body, the woman before you no longer bothering to open you like a precious present, as is the only treatment a whore like you is deserving of. In a blink of an eye, you are left in nothing but your birthday suit.

Jaws clenched, her eyes trace the plethora of marks tainting your skin, someone else’s marks on her property.

When she finds a globule of milky white essence that evidently is not your own oozing out of your cunt, she laughs, fingers swimming through her strands, and looks at you with those eyes, stormy green with contempt and malice.

Then, a smile has appeared on her face, all too saccharinely sweet to be considered kind. Indeed, it has been the detonator for all hell to break loose, and here you lie now, helpless and restrained, face sullied with tears and drool, not a spot of your body left unclaimed, as you are ferociously fucked within an inch of your life.

“Mnghh- Leo!”

Her lips close around the tender skin on your chest, sucking, licking, nibbling and when she bites, it is meant to hurt. And oh, it does hurt, terribly so, bringing about an endless stream of tears that cascade down your cheeks like a waterfall. She subjects your other breast to the same torture, and by the time she is satisfied with her work, there lingers a maroon ring spanning the entire circumference of each breast, which you are certain will not leave as easily as they have come.

Unable to move a limb, completely at her mercy, and exhausted and sore all over to the point of agony, you weakly call out to her, eyes woefully beseeching.

“You, Leo. Always you.”

The sharp tips of her long fingernails stalk slowly towards your body, resting atop your necktie, her necktie that is currently wrapped snugly around your neck, where she takes the tail in her hand, loops the fabric one, two, three times before yanking you sharply towards her.

“Ah!”

You cry once the digits that are already nestled in your succulent folds abuse your tightness, force their way deep, deep, deeper.

“Oh, you poor thing.”

Her words ooze mock sympathy. So does your quavering wrack of a hole with copious juices, the result of many an orgasm that has been ruthlessly forced out of you in the span of no more than an hour.

“As far as I can remember, that wasn’t what you said to me.”

““You don’t own me”, was it?”

You can feel her fingers slipping out of you, and along with them, the lukewarm wetness that trickles down the inside of your quavering thighs.

Her voice is honey-sweet when she coos, the tips of her digits gliding across your collarbones, feather-light. “Oh, but I do darling, don’t I?” Caressing the deep blue and crimson hues on your skin that she has patiently rewritten over those careless, repulsive scrawls, a pout on her lips slowly widen into a malevolent grin.

“Yes- ngh!” If only for a moment, your voice rises to a crescendo. “Y-you do, Leo. I’m sor- sorry.” And then just as abruptly as it has soared, it dissolves once more into choked sobs when ample digits ram into your cunt in one fell swoop. “Hah- gentle, please. I- It’s too much.”

Evidently, the way your body is behaving now is a huge slap in the face to both your proud proclamation and your pathetic pleas.

Regardless, it matters not for your words fall on deaf ears.

“Tell me. Do they know your body like I do?”

A delicious curl of her fingers, and you writhe.

“Do they fuck you the way I fuck you?”

A press onto that sweet, scrumptious spot, “Can they, hm?” , and your back curves into an extreme arch.

Although words fail you, the answer to all her questions remains consistent.

Simply a violent shake of your head.

Simultaneously, as your arms loop around her neck as much as your bound wrists allow you to, and your neck subsequently is bared to her wolfish scrutiny, lips latch onto your pulse point. Pearly whites sink into your flesh. Pleasure and pain dances the wild tango. An explosion of sensations becomes your damnation as you are reduced to a mewling wrack and ruin.

“You are mine, and you would do well to remember that.”

And all you can do is take and take and take and take everything she gives until amidst you dying one more of that little death, chest heaving and cunt painfully sore, consciousness, too, abandons you altogether.

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mixelation · 3 months

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hi, i've been following Plasticity for a while (INCREDIBLE fic, a masterpiece of humor and characterisation and science, one of my faves ever), and i've seen some of your reborn au posts. the au seems to have progressed a lot since i last looked, to the point the posts are now incomprehensible to me (lol). so i was wondering if you plan to make them into a fic on ao3 or if theyre like a mental excercise confined to tumblr?? (sorry if you've already explained this, my tumblr-fu is not great)

they are largely incomprehensible to me too lol

in theory mutagenicity will end up here on ao3, although tbh i think some of the ao3 vs tumblr content will ultimately end up pretty different. some of the crackier/funnier bits work better as tumblr posts and some of the more character exploration heavy stuff works better as prose. sometimes the really plot heavy stuff is fun to churn through via bullet point but i don't actually enjoy writing it out as a "real" story. before anyone comments on this, yes, i KNOW ao3 permits nonstandard fic formats like bullet points. if i wanted to put those on ao3 i would. I also like organic feeling of tumblr just being like "here's an idea i had, what do you think???" and then if in a week i decide i don't like, i can just go "okay never mind." tumblr allows for a sort of fun chaos i just don't think translates well onto ao3

so basically. yeah some of it will be on ao3, i guess. but probably not all of it. if you're not following it but want to follow this blog, i do recommend blocking or blacklisting the reborn au tag ("#reborn au", and if what you're using won't also catch it, "#reborn au au: it's gotten sillier"). if you want to go through the whole thing, i recommend viewing it chronologically here)

#reborn au

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kenphobia · 1 year

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Hey hey neighbour!

Can I request a angst/comfort howdy or Frank/Eddie x reader?

Kinda want to sob over this puppets.

The reader is from our world and such, but sometimes reader can feel someone staring at their back. But once the reader is left alone Home decides to drag reader in and lock them up? Maybe some also decides to Injure the readeralot

But thank u for writing this! (If u do-)

DISCO DISSOCIATION!

"let the maze of my design carry you on."

summary. frank decides to take his two beloveds on a picnic date! what could go wrong? (oneshot / 1.9k wc / read end notes)

contents. unreality, mentions of dissociation, implied mind-control, accidental gaslighting, local gay entomologist and butterfly enthusiast gets fucked over by a living house. ( n//fw blogs dni )

"(Name), hold on!"

"Try and catch me, sucker!"

Eddie huffed, panting as he fell on the grass, his knees hit the ground with a soft thud. Atop the hill, (Name) stood proudly and grinning before taking a moment to blow a raspberry at the poor and tired mailman.

Frank smiled at the sight, their gaze diverting from their book and to their two lovers as they got closer and closer to them. It was a strange situation they had gotten into, but they were happy with what they got.

(Name) wasn't exactly like them, not like Eddie or anyone in town in fact. Though, they look similar to Wally and Julie, they oozed red substance instead of stuffing and their skin wasn't as soft and fuzzy as the rest. Various parts of them still continue to grow despite being an adult and their way of eating is ... strange to say the least.

But Frank doesn't mind it all. Sure, it was weird, seeing someone who looks like them but is more alike with a banana than anything, but they loved (Name) and couldn't resist falling for them. Eddie couldn't help it too, so they're not the only one.

Right now, they were having a picnic. Or at least, Frank's setting one up whilst Eddie get his revenge on (Name) with a tickle fight and (Name) was very much losing.

"Okay, okay! You win, I'm done so ple, he— PLEASE!" (Name) coughed, heaving as they try to swat away Eddie's wiggling fingers. "LET ME GO!!"

"Not after I did this!" Eddie laughed. He (Name) by their waist and pulled them down on his lap before attacking their face with kisses. Subtle orange smudges covered their face like a glaze over a masterpiece of a painting.

(Name) whined, "You got your kisses, let me go now! I might have flatten your legs."

Eddie planted a final kiss on the lips and buried his face in the crook of their neck. He held their hand within his and left a kiss of orange on an obvious spot, it looked brighter than the light pecks on (Name)'s face.

"Eddie!" (Name) shouted, catching Frank's attention who had been adjusting how the basket sits in the middle of the plaid red blanket.

The puppet only laughed in response, unwrapping his arms around (Name)'s waist. They got up, brushed their clothing off and clear of any dust and turned. Eddie's legs were, yes, flattened, but he easily shaped them back to normal and only wobbled slightly when he stood up.

"See? I'm perfectly fine! Nothing to worry about, love." Eddie ruffled their hair, smiling without a care in the world.

'But still though..."

Frank rolled their eyes playfully and beckoned Eddie and (Name) to come close with his hand. "Come on, you two. Let's eat, so you two can get back to goofing around."

(Name) and Eddie hurriedly ran to where Frank stood and finally start their picnic. Just before the hills were long, drawled out fields of plain grass and the blue, cloudless skies made their picnic more peaceful than ever.

Still, no matter how relaxing and wonderful the entire situation is, Frank couldn't shake off a weird, jittery feeling. Like something was wrong and that picnic was only the calm before the storm. In truth, they had planned this picnic because something was wrong with their lovers, especially (Name), though they hid under the impression of 'needing some bonding time together'.

Frank turned to look at Eddie who seemed well enough, even smiling more widely than usual and enjoying himself in general. Yet, when they turned to (Name), they were ... distracted. Their face held a look of lost, confusion, of distortion, and their eyes were blank and heavily clouded with an unknown feeling.

They always been liked this, always dissociating suddenly on the spot. Frank would understand, they do it too but not like the way (Name) does it. They sit there blankly, as if they just stopped working, living and was nothing more than a husk of they were before. The lights in their head had switched off that very moment and no one was there to respond.

Frank tried their best to listen throughout Eddie's long, tall tales, but they couldn't help looking over to (Name). They seemed to be somewhat listening too, nodding or shaking his head whenever Eddie asked them a question. The larger puppet didn't seem to notice the distant look in their eyes.

When grey took over the sky, they immediately packed up and ran back to the neighborhood as fast they could. And ran they did, arriving at Frank's place dry and safe from the curling thunders and the pouring rain.

As Eddie flopped down on the sofa, feeling awfully tired and parched from all of his long rambling, Frank quickly went to the kitchen to fetch him a glass.

They leaned down, placing a gentle hand on Eddie's shoulder and kissing his forehead. "You stay here and rest up while I get you something to drink, okay?" Frank whispered to his ear, to which Eddie mumbled a 'Thanks, Frankie' and smiled lazily.

"Do you need anything, (Name)?" Frank turned to their other lover who stood closely by the window, a little too close form how they were pressing their forehead on the glass. Frank furrowed their brows at this, worry rattling their mind once again. "...(Name)?"

Something in (Name) snapped, like a rubber band being let loose after being stretched for so long. They turned, still distracted as ever but now they look more alive than they were back at the picnic. "Y-Yes?"

"Do you want anything? Water? Something to eat?" Frank asked, walking up to them and reaching out for their hands, yet (Name) hid them behind their back and stepped back.

The human (as they like to call themself) shook their head, almost violently before offering a gentle, reassuring smile to Frank. "No... No, I'm fine. Thank you, Frank."

Depsite their words, Frank remained unsure but they didn't want to make them uncomfortable, so they nodded and smiled back in hopes to smooth out the strange tensity in the air. "Right, um, I'll be in the kitchen if you need me. Rest up, (Name)."

And so, Frank went to the kitchen, fixing up a glass of water for Eddie and coming back just as quick as they came in. But when they did, (Name) was gone and only Eddie remained on the couch, unmoving from the position Frank and left him in.

Frank frowned and handed Eddie his water. "Hey, Eds?"

The tired puppet hummed, taking a sip from his glass and glanced up to Frank. "Yeah?"

"Where's..." Frank looked around, checking for any sign of (Name) going to the bathroom or to their shared bedroom but uncovered nothing. They took a deep breath in. "Where's (Name)? They were here a while ago."

"(Name)? I thought they were with you?" Eddie raised his brow. He had completely drank all up the water and put it down on the coffee table, seemingly alarmed at Frank's sudden question.

"No, they weren't." Frank turned to the front door, walked up to it in a matter of seconds and went to unlock it. But it always been unlocked, from the moment Frank had touched the knob and the door opened with little to no difficulty, they knew something was wrong.

"...Frank?" Eddie called out from the living room. "Frank, what's wrong?" He had called out again, his tone growing persistently worried and sick.

Through the darkness of the night and storm, Frank could see a familiar silhouette stuck out in the middle of it all. A silhouette so familiar but so strange at the same time that Frank felt a strange feeling of falling, of dizziness, of vertigo.

And it felt sick.

"Frank? Frank! W-Where are you? Where's (N-Name)?" Eddie's voice grew farther and farther, and the warmth, the lights of Frank's home suddenly went out on itself. All they could see, feel and hear was nothing but a cold, bleak darkness and a buzzing noise that Frank soon learned to be TV static.

They also learned the figure was no other than (Name). Drenched in rain water, from head to toe, and looked more rugged than usual. They moved, walked and turned like a broken down marionette being dragged through the streets.

Frank couldn't move nor speak, they could only stand there as their beloved (Name), the bright and always sunny (Name) Eddie and they love, walk towards the very center of the neighborhood: Wally's home. Just Home.

They got closer and closer, and of course, Home opened a door for them. Frank wanted to scream, to shout and warn their lover to stay away from the wretched home that always looked and smelled too off for their liking, the very home that (Name) kept looking and staring each and every night.

But they can't, so they watched as (Name) went in and the door very, very slowly closed on them. Home looked at Frank with an almost mocking, hungry glint in its eyes before the lights finally reached Frank and warmth flooded their senses once again.

"Frankie, is there anything wrong?" Frank flinched slightly under Eddie's sudden hug, feeling his arms firmly but gently over their shoulders and the sudden weight of Eddie's head. "You suddenly got up and left..."

"G-Got up what now-?" Frank looked down, seeing they were dressed up in their sleeping gown and held a small, lit candle in their hands, providing as the only light within the dim hallway. "I— I saw (Name)! They went inside home a-and—!"

"Frank, calm down." Eddie squeezed their shoulders. His forehead creased as he frowned, Frank could sense worry and confusion all over their husband's face. "You're not making sense, what you do mean—?"

"(Name), Our lover! They went out into the rain, a-and Home got them. Don't you remember them?!" Frank hurriedly cut off Eddie, a sudden urge of energy spiked through them as the cold brushes against their soft, fleece skin.

Eddie's brows only furrowed further, the confusion in his eyes intensified. "Frank, I don't think we had another lover. I— Frank, are you okay? Have you been getting enough sleep?"

"Wha— Eddie, you know (Name). They were the new neighbor, we've been dating them for months already, don't you know?" Frank tried again, the accursed seeds of dread and fear began spreading through their gut as they prayed to any and every listening god out there for this entire night not to be true. That everything was just a bad dream.

Eddie shook Frank in his arms, his hold tighter and firmer than before. And though, Eddie had tried to still be gentle with the shorter puppet, Frank couldn't help but feel trapped, suffocated from just being in Eddie's hold. "Frank, we never had a new neighbor named (Name), we never had another lover. I— Are you sure you're okay? Are you sure that you're getting enough sleep?"

"Eddie, I—"

"Come on. Let's go to bed, okay? We can... We can talk about this tomorrow morning, does that sound okay with you?" Eddie smiled, his gaze has softened. The front door closed on them as Eddie led Frank to their bedroom, his grasp was less firm and his hand kneaded and rubbed circles on their back.

Frank simply nodded, exhaustion hitting them faster than they realized. They sluggishly nodded, their arms dropping to their sides in an instant. "Yeah, let's... Let's go to sleep." They agreed tiredly, looking back for a final time to only see a large, dark eye staring at them from the window.

notes. so uh i did not see the hurt/comfort part but have this anon. i am sorry but no sorry because this is now one of my favorite fics.... hh kind of, i hated how i writed the first part of the fic and the end hshshshs AAA

but yeah, i love stealing characters' loved ones from them and writing their soul-crushing, nerve-popping, silly-goosing angst and trauma <333 (i am self projecting)

again, my inbox are always open for any requests or mindless chatter!! and any support is appreciated :]]

#writing log!#welcome home x reader #frank frankly x reader #eddie dear x reader #welcome home #this was not proof read oopsies

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fictionadventurer · 2 months

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I have been curious about Elizabeth Goudge for quite a time now (thanks to you), but of course I don't have easy access to her works, so I was wondering if you could write some sort of orientation of how to navigate her stories, which are to be preferred first, etc? Mostly interested in her non-children-oriented books (nothing against the thing per se, I just have a harder time with it).

I don't have easy access to her work either, so I've mostly just read from among the handful of books that happen to be on hoopla.

Of the ones I've read, The Dean's Watch and The Rosemary Tree are by far my favorites. Life-changing literature for me.

The Dean's Watch is set in a Victorian cathedral town, and is about a developing friendship between the dean of a cathedral and a master clockmaker, and how it transforms various relationships. I can't get any more specific than that, but it's a very, very Advent book.

The Rosemary Tree centers around a newly-released prisoner coming to an English country town, getting work as a gardener, and getting entangled in the lives of the local priest's family and some schoolteachers. It's very much a springtime book, all about growth, repentance, forgiveness, renewal, and second chances.

Green Dolphin Street is perhaps her best known book (of her adult work), about a man who meets two sisters and later accidentally marries the wrong one. I've only read part of it so far, and did like what I read. Note that the people who have finished it call it a masterpiece and also emotionally devastating.

The Elliot trilogy is also fairly well-known saga about a family in a country town. I've read the second and third books. The second is titled either The Herb of Grace or Pilgrim's Inn depending on if you're in America or Britain, and it's about a young family buying and restoring a house that was one a medieval inn. It is absolutely peak cottagecore. The Heart of the Family follows the family post-WWII as a concentration camp survivor comes there to find healing, and the main couple heals their marriage. I liked the former book more than the latter, but they're both excellent examples of Goudge style, if not as transcendant as some of the others.

The only other book of hers I've read so far is The Scent of Water, and to be honest, I remember nothing about it. It's very much in her style of nature + family + poetic writing + spiritual revelations, but I can't for the life of me tell you what the plot was.

That's about all the guidance I can offer you on her works. There are a lot of people who are a lot more widely read in her works than I am (@teabooksandsweets is the local expert, who doesn't seem to be around lately, but maybe checking her blog could be a better starting point.)

#answered asks #elizabeth goudge #thatscarletflycatcher #pilgrim's inn #the heart of the family #the dean's watch #the rosemary tree #sorry if this isn't what you were looking for #but unfortunately 'reviews of what i've read' are all i can offer

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not-a-unique-snowflake-blog · 4 months

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2023 was fun! It’s my first year reading fan fiction so it’s been one of the horniest and the thirstiest years of my life!😁 I found a lot of amazing people here and this hellsite truly became my home in 2023!💖

I want to say ‘thank you’ to people who made this year very special for me and wish them all wonderful 2024!😘 I came up with some categories so here they are!💖

✨The “OMG” fic of the year

This one goes to Promise /a dragon!Ezra x f!reader/ by @criticallyacclaimedstranger I’m a proud monster fucker but holy hell I surprised myself when I loved this fic so much!🥵 it’s hot and also very sweet and beautifully written!😍❤️ After reading it I had long and thorough discussions about the logistics of dragon fucking with a few people and had the best time!😄

✨The series I love with all my heart

Stay In Bed /pre outbreak!joel miller x f!reader, one sided tommy miller x f!reader/ by @psychedelic-ink is amazing, touching and beautiful! I felt a ton of emotions reading about Joel and reader’s journey to each other. Thank you for writing it, Sil!🫶

✨The “I’m too old for this, my heart nearly stopped” fic of 2023

Every Inch pt 3 /m!ghostface x f!reader/ by @toxicanonymity was so hot that it nearly killed me😅I had to open the window to get some fresh air cos reading it made me dizzy with hyperventilation. I survived thus I strongly recommend to TRY THIS AT HOME‼️

✨The loveliest co-writer of 2023

@milla-frenchy my friend, my twin, my co-writer💖 your support gave me confidence to come out with my own writing which wasn’t easy😅 thank you!🫂 It’s always a pleasure to write with you and I hope to continue our creative journey in 2024. I love you, baby! Check out her masterlist! It’s gold!🥵🥵🥵

✨The most unhinged reader

@gracieispunk created a reader so unhinged, badass and hot that she sometimes overshadows Maintenance Man!Joel himself!😍 Tenant Girl takes what she wants and I love her for it‼️💖

✨My man, my love, my everything

Do you have an emotional support character who can make you feel happier, safer, calmer when you simply think about them? I do thanks to @toxicanonymity ! Nightwalks Joel is my most favourite fictional man! The first, the best, the hottest! HELL YEAH!🍆🧎🏼‍♀️🐆

✨“If horrible, why so hot” character

Joel from the Wrong Way series by @romana-after-dark wins this one! This Joel is one of the darkest I’ve ever read and he makes me feral and I love him!😵‍💫🥵

✨The most read fic of 2023

Liquid Gold /Joel Miller x fem!pregnant!reader x Tommy Miller/ by @gasolinerainbowpuddles is my breastfeeding kink Bible and simply an extremely hot fic! no joke I thought of pinning it on my blog cos I searched for it that often. Just thinking about it now makes me feel like a reread is due!😵‍💫🫠

Also thank you, Puddles, for your hilarious memes!😆👏 you’re a treasure!💖

✨The most unique series

Muddy Waters /Ezra x F!Reader x Joel Miller/ by @bonezone44 blew me away this year! Its characters are complex, the plot is fascinating and unique, it’s like a diamond that shines differently when you look at it from a new angle❤️

✨DDDNE fic of the year

Whatever You Want /Comandante Veracruz x Reader/ by @iamasaddie is a non-con masterpiece! It’s not easy to keep the realism of the situation and still make it hot, but this story has a perfect balance of both!🥵🖤

Also Aly, thank for being such a great friend!💖 You’re hilarious, kind, gorgeous and a super talented writer and artist!😍👏 I love you!😘

✨My favourite writer of 2023

I dearly love many writers on this site. But this title goes to @toxicanonymity without a doubt❤️

You made this year for me, Toxy! I’ll never be normal about your writing, your talent, your characters, your kindness, your heart😍 Every series, every story of yours is perfect! Thank you for everything you gave me and all of us this year! I love you, friend!💖🫂😘

✨My favorite people in 2023

My moots, my lovelies, my friends! Y’all made me laugh, cry happy tears, thirst, FEEL things like I’ve never felt before! I LOVE YOU ALL💖 @missannwinchester @milla-frenchy @toxicanonymity @iamasaddie @neverwheremoonchild @lumoverheaven @multiversed-daydreamer @beefrobeefcal @lunitawrites @rubyfruitjungle @xdaddysprincessxx @ellasinnombre @princessanglophile @romanarose @gasolinerainbowpuddles @noxturnalpascal @gracieispunk @ghoulettesinspace @janaispunk @funnygirlthatgab @jupiter-soups @seratuyo

Special smooches to my wifey @missannwinchester who has to deal with my nonsense every single day😅😘😘😘 LOVE YOU, SWEETIE🫂❤️

If you feel you should be on the list and I missed you, you’re absolutely right and I deserve a good spanking for not including you!😏

HAVE AWESOME 2024 Y’ALL!!! WOOOOOO!🥳🎊✨💖💖💖

#my thanks for 2023 #love you all #thank you all #❤️🫂😘😍#I’m finishing it up tipsy cos it’s 2024 here already so sorry for any fuck ups

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front-facing-pokemon · 4 months

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I just found this blog so I'm jumping aboard the plushie bandwagon.

First we got Absol. (i feel like maybe i should've taken a closer-up picture but it's the face sooo)

Then a Wooloo

And, saving best for last, this Leafeon plush I own... of which I swear on my life is official merch.

I also have some more eeveelutions (plus an eevee and a few more) but: 1. I didn't want to send too many. 2. Eeveelutions are more popular so I wanted to give some other people the chance to submit their own. 3. I don't know where my Pikachu and Snivy plushies are cuz I own too many stuffed animals.

Only reason I submitted Leafeon was so I could show off this ~masterpiece~ of a plushie I own. And it's face isn't the only thing wrong with it too lol. Also I just noticed I accidentally had one of the ears hanging back but I'm too lazy to go take another photo but i hope this amuses you nonetheless.

ALRIGHT THERE'S BEEN A LOT OF YOU AS I'VE BEEN OUT WITH MY FAMILY FOR CHRISTMAS HUH

let's start with these guys. beautiful. wonderful. i do not believe that that leafeon is official merch. this statement is baffling to me. welcome to the front-facing pokémon family. i love the eyes on that absol and wooloo is one of my faves. i was rather obsessed with it when it first came out and have a whole wooloo tag on my main blog because of it. though i guess i cleared that whole thing out recently so i don't anymore

let's get the nose ratings out of the way:

↑ this is a lie. 10/10 chespin

it's very wide and also 10/10 you're being too harsh. merry day to you too

circular face indeed. did i already post this one? if i did you can have it again

clodsire be upon ye. clodsire fans this is your treat until gen 9

this is a trend now. i think tumblr just crunched this image to hell for some reason so here's what the text says:

"Felt like joining the others for front facing pokeplushies [images] I have more pokemon but its early morning and these are the plushies that are easy to access"

i have not but i imagine "a moment" has long passed by now. my apologies but apparently today was an important day or something? idk

YEAH it's super unbelievably fucked up. i think i kinda remember the circumstance being a bit dire so everyone else was more worried about either 1. protagonist getting stomped on brutally or 2. saving the world from kyurem / the bittercold. i was totally under the impression that he was dead in that moment but i guess the characters may have known that he would just come back? i seem to vaguely remember partner being surprised that he came back and being like "but we watched you die :OOO" but maybe i'm misremembering that. i do create a lot of pmd lore on my own time so i have a hard time telling the difference between canon and fanon sometimes

two a day makes the world go round! this blog started when i started college, paused for 80% of my college career and now has started back up and i just graduated college a week ago. i would say "how time flies" but it has been a very, very long year

i've said it before and i'll say it again: gen 6 is my favorite gen, so you'll be seeing lots of favor for this gen from me in the tags i'm sure. maybe gen 6 is my excuse to start doing other things here. like that stream i keep talking about

if they put meloetta as a little obscure puzzle thang in sv, i'm sure they'll do something for genesect. i hope. at least for keldeo probably. genesect i'm not sure is very popular, unfortunately, outside of the tumblr crowd. if the general public's opinion on genesect is favorable, then maybe

okay and then i tried to scroll down further in my screenshots for more asks and saw the wobbly will smith in a hospital bed Gimme a Hug, Man that i copied from the "i get a little bit genghis kanghis" post so that's it. to everyone who christmases: merry it. it is today. although it's basically over by now so! merry boxing day for tomorrow if i don't say anything tomorrow. but i probably will. now i'm gonna go queue up today's 'mons because i haven't done it yet today. see you all in a few weeks when those post

#gti spoilers #under the cut. don't look if you haven't played it it's an amazing game #not pkmn #nose ratings #about to queue up gogoat and pancham so be ready for those in a while

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Hai as a decently new utapri fan I wanted to ask your opinion on how new fans should get into utapri after finishing the anime. Should they play through the otomes games or maybe try listening to the Masterpiece shows instead?

Welcome to Utapri! I hope you're enjoying the ride so far! And as someone who has been here for 12 years, welcome to Utapri hell, this is your life now! (with love of course)

Since the Masterpiece shows are all alternate universes/acting, it doesn't technically matter? So the real question is, do you like the idol side or the romance side more? Idol side, go for the masterpiece shows. Romance go for the games. And honestly switch around as you please. Just get to SOME game knowledge at some point because that's where you really learn about the boys after all. Personally it's best to know at least a little from everything.

Also the next most important thing will be whether you know Japanese or not. Because currently the anime, movies, and Starish special are the only things available in English. So what you can enjoy is more limited. Shining Live was in English for it's lifespan, and has some archives out there. Live Emotion we can only hope will have an English version but we do not know currently.

Now my answer to assist gets real long so gonna put it under a cut for everyone's sanity.

If you know Japanese, absolutely go enjoy the otome games, all of which have updated ports on the Switch! The release order and thus suggested order would be Repeat, Amazing Aria and Sweet Serenade, Debut, All Star, and finally All Star After Secret. And one day we'll have Dolce Vita.

If you want Quartet Night, while you meet them in Debut, their routes start with All Star. Ringo and Ryuuya have routes in Sweet Serenade and All Star if you're looking for them. Mitsuo in Amazing Aria is well....you'll see.

If you don't know Japanese, I still suggest looking into the games, but your options are more limited. ShiningWonderland has a fantastic crew pushing out translations. They're working on Repeat for Starish and All Star for QN currently. Couple of the routes are finished for at least one ending and others seem to be nearing completion. But I can't speak for that team past that. They are all wonderful people though!

If you don't mind getting a shortened, not amazing experience. There are some old summaries floating around from Breadmasterlee. Those, plus some friends who could understand enough, were how I learned parts of the games back in the day. Not the preferred experience though.

You could also technically struggle your way through with like Google Lens translation? Definitely not recommended though.

As for the masterpiece shows, again if you know Japanese, just enjoy them. If you wanna know what order they released in, the sets were as follows: Masquerade Mirage, Tenka Muteki no Shinobimichi, and Joker Trap Bloody Shadows, Pirates of the Frontier, Every Buddy!, and Polaris Lost Alice, Trios, and The Forest of Lycoris Dreaming of OZ, Never Again Neverland, and Faust Last Cantata

I know that next to last set, the Shining Masterpiece Shows, have translations by Kanasmusings. You can also find translations for some other dramas there, and subtitles for a majority of the stage plays (you will need your own file or DVD/BD).

The most recent Dramatic Masterpiece Shows seem to be works in progress at the moment. I know utapri-translations-uuuu is working on Heavens! And the CDs can be found in my masterlist.

The older ones I don't know off the top of my head if translations exist at all.

There are also Discord servers amongst the community, some public and some private, with resources and amazing people. But I'm not sure on how appropriate it would be to post the public ones. They don't allow piracy so as much as I push buying legally, uh, understandably linking from my blog publicly feels wrong. You can very likely find said discords via the Twitter fandom. Or talk to me in DMs.

This is a lot of info I know. Trying to cover as many bases as I can off the top of my head! Enjoy Utapri!

#uta no prince sama #utapri

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simptasia · 4 months

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Tell me all about LOST all I know is from Dane Cook

that is. such a funny sentence

aw shucks, its tempting, but i don't wanna give ya spoilers. and there are truly things in lost that must be experienced by your own flesh

...yes im aware of what my blog is like

so i guess i'll give a vague spoiler free overview

so. a group of plane crash survivors find themselves on a mysterious island and have to deal with the strange happenings + their weight of their individual traumas

the show is serialized and one ep more or less flows into another, so literally no ep can be skipped (no matter what anybody says) or else you'll miss something

its a large ensemble cast, ranging from the 13 to 20s range, all in all i think theres like 35 main characters

the show follows a flashback structure, each episode dedicated itself to a main plot on the island intercut with flashbacks to one character. we call these centric episodes. eg. this is a jack centric episode. sometimes an ep will have multiple characters have flashbacks in one ep. while this show didn't originate the concept of a large cast or flashback storytelling, it did popularize it in the early 2000s. so a lot of post 2004 shows wanted to be lost so bad and it shows

at first lost was a survival show but they gloss over this very quickly and its more about the weird shit going on. as time goes on, plots and mysteries stack up. this is to create intrigue, as the shows main focus is an endless parade of character studies. with the added bonus of some cool and twisty shit going on too

but because lost had so much plot, over time it got accused of being confusing and convoluted and Not Answering Questions and well. your mileage may vary. but i think its confusing if you watch it too slowly. like, it aired over a 6 year period, no wonder people got confused. its better to watch nowadays, way easier to handle

the genre of lost is: drama mystery action paranormal sci fi romance with a dash of comedy. lost is full of the saddest fucks you'll ever meet but the show contains enough levity and great colouring to make it not a huge misery fest

pretty decent racial diversity. next to no LGBT rep. more women than the average tv show. then and now

the score FUCKS

not a single bad actor in this entire show, the performances on display are fucking outstanding. and every emotion is like up to 11, which is great for my autistic brain

for those of you who find sex scenes to be tedious, i have a bit of trivia for ya: all sex in LOST happens off screen. not a single sex scene to be found. pre sex, yes, post sex, yes. making out, yes. but sex itself? footage not found. i'm neutral on the concept, i just thought that was something to point out

i highly recommend lost to, like, anybody. ever. its a masterpiece of television. even the low points are better than most shows. sometimes i take lost for granted and then i watch any other drama series and im like "oh right, lost is incredibly good"

its my third favourite show. and thats only cuz star trek and doctor who exist, and nobody is beating those fuckers

anyways do you like to see beautiful people cry and scream but it isn't cringe?* well, i've got a show for you! *okay there is some cringe. as a treat. the leading man of this show has the social grace of a cold pancake (affectionate)

thank you for your time

#i have considered doing a Guide To LOST type thing #where i give an amusing gist of each character

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MEMBER ADMIN OF THE MONTH ↳ to our dearest Layla @moonlightsdream

💌 NOTES FROM THE ADMINS

Sam: we've been meaning to do this for the longest time so I'm glad it's finally happening!! I don't know what we would do without you Layla. you keep this blog so organized and up to date (don't even get me started on the dramas page --- she's a masterpiece.) also to anyone who doesn't know, layla singlehandedly makes all our graphics/icons/headers and I'm blown away every time with how creative she is. I made the header for this post and that was already too much for me and it's not nearly as good (truly so much respect for you Layla!). gifs are always *chefs kiss* with how crisp they are. I'm forever grateful that we've built this network together and I couldn't have asked for a better person to be our founding member! (also I have too many favorite works of yours 3 is not enough) ↳ favorite works: [ 1, 2, 3, 4]

Alexa: Layla oh my goodness!!!! It's about time we took a moment to highlight you on the blog! Both as one of our admins and as an individual creator! You do so much amazing work for kdramaspace from your graphics, to your icons and all your help keeping up with the theme and pages. That alone is worth PARAGRAPHS worth of hyping you up. But on top of that, you're such a talented creator and I'm always excited to see what shows and films you're watching. I love how you work with colors in your sets and I think you do a great job of choosing really intriguing moments and scenes that really highlight the themes and key points for the media! It's so wonderful to have you as part of our team and I hope we can continue to work together and create together for a long long time!!! ↳ favorite works: [ 1, 2, 3 ]

Lilly: Laylaaaa! Where do I begin? your gifs are so beautiful. Your rich contrast and deep colors have always inspired me in my own works, not to mention your ability to organize sets in such a pleasing way. You bring a whole new distinct vibe to everything you create that really elevates the original media. That's not even touching how much work you've put into making this blog what it is! Others who have been apart of it longer than I have gone into more detail, but it goes without saying that you are irreplaceable. <3 ↳ favorite works: [ 1, 2, 3 ]

Sya: Layla!!! Dearest Layla congratulations!! So glad this happened! I have been a fan of your creations since I came back to tumblr (still very much in awe till now) and I have so much respect for all the contributions you made (icons/header EVERYTHING) for the network. Thank you for feeding us with amazing, lovely, high quality content and I love it when we watch the same shows 😍 I can't say enough how much I love your minimalistic, cinematic, vibey sets, they're always inspirational. Looking forward to more when you're back from hiatus💕 ↳ favorite works: [ 1, 2, 3 ]

#member of the month #motm #@moonlightsdream

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tamaruaart · 4 months

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Hi :)

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Questions:

About me:

I mostly go by Rua or Tam but I'm also 100% okay with any nicknames! (Tamarua, Tamari, Tama, Tamachi, Ruma, Ru etc.) I'm a digital & traditional artist and I mostly draw my OCs or characters I like. I'm in A LOT of fandoms (lmk, jttw, jjk, kny, greek myth, Hamilton...). This blog respects and supports the LGBTQ+ community :> (WHERE ALL MY ARO/ACE BUDDIES AT??-). I'm catholic but I prefer not to talk about religion a lot, I just like it that way. My preferred pronouns are She/her but I don't mind if you refer to me as a they/them or he/him. I don't usually get mad, and my humor is very... Uh, what's the word? Stupid? Yea, very stupid. I speak English, Croatian and I know a tincy-tiny bit of Italian.

What art program do I use?:

I use Clip Studio Paint and Ibis Paint, in Ibis I mostly use the default brushes and in Clip studio I use the defaults as well as Artemus pencil pack and Artemus chalk pack (both of the packs are free btw)

Where else can you find me?:

I'm on Twitter (@TamaRuaArt), Pixiv (@Tamachi), Reddit (@TamaRuaArt "Tam & Rua✩") and tiktok! (@tamaruaart "Tam✩") (but I don't post anywhere else soo)

What are the rules for my blog?:

-No offensive/hurtful comments on sertant groups of people

-No nsfw topics

-No politics

-Please keep your comments relative to the post

-Please no heavy-religion based topics

-No racism

-No sexism (idc if towards men, women or ANY gender identity)

-No homophobia or transphobia (nor to any other sexuality)

What do I mostly use this blog for?:

Well, I mostly use it to talk about my jttw/lmk OC Zhaoyan (or just Zhao is fine). Zhao is a sorceress who was brought to the journey as a healer for Tripitaka. Basically, she has the power to heal any wound, illness, disease etc.

Where can I find out more about your oc?:

For now my tumblr blog is the only place. I do 100% plan to write an AO3 fanfic regards her one day (because she honestly has so much lore that isn't even jttw/lmk related). But not any time soon, I'm very busy with school and I still have to work her whole character out before I start writing. When I do publish the story I'll announce it here :D

What sort of art do I do?:

I do character art/character design, backgrounds, cartoony styles, semi-realism, rendered pieces, short comics, templates, coloring pages, buildings, creature designs and plants (I suck ass at animals tho >:'( )

Is this blog R18?:

Not really, I do swear quite a bit and I do bring up a bit more serious topics from time to time. But besides that I don't deal with any nsfw things and I don't really talk about any drama going on in the world rn. At the end of the day this is just a silly little blog for me to talk about my interests :)

Do I do suggestions/requests?:

Yeh, just don't expect a masterpiece. I'll probably draw your suggestion as long as it's a character, also just a heads up but if I don't feel like it I can always decline. (you can suggest someone threw my in-box)

Do I do coms?:

wewooweoweewowweee

yes

My Playlists:

Zhaoyan but as a ✨Playlist✨:

An introduction to my characters and some extras:

Free chibi OC commission (closed):

And that's basically all you need to know about me

ba-bye 👋

#monkie kid #lmk oc #lego monkie kid #jttw #journey to the west #jttw oc #lmk #lego monkie kid oc #monkie kid oc #oc #lmk oc; zhao #jttw oc; zhao #blog info #oc playlist #Spotify #lmk oc; yueliang #lmk oc; quanshuǐ

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ceexb · 10 months

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The flour power of love

Pairing: Steve Harrington x black reader (my blog my rules) gender neutral ? but mention of braids with beads

Summary:baking cinnamon rolls with Steve

Words:1,006

Warning:fluff,language,making out

Disclaimer:never claimed to be a writer 🙅🏾‍♀️

You had always found solace and joy in baking. There was something undeniably wholesome, calming, and sweet about being able to bring people together with your delectable desserts. The kitchen was your sanctuary, where you could let your creativity flow and create edible masterpieces.

When Steve first saw you in his home economics class, you were seated at the table opposite him, and he couldn't help but be captivated by your presence. Your complexion, radiant and glowing, stood out under the bright fluorescent lights of the classroom. Your hair was styled in beautiful braids with beads that swayed gracefully as you spoke.

You had a remarkable way of expressing yourself, often using your hands to emphasize your words.

From your interactions with others, he assumed you were one of the most endearing people he had ever come across. Kind, funny, and social, you had a magnetic presence that drew people in.

Steve had secretly harbored a crush on you, but he lacked the courage to approach and introduce himself. It wasn't until the summer, when the chaos with the demo dogs and demogorgon unfolded, that he found newfound bravery and became bolder as a person. He mustered up the courage to ask you out to the movies, and to his delight, you two hit it off and started dating.

Now, here you both were, standing in Steve's kitchen, wearing matching aprons as you gathered the necessary ingredients for your baking adventure. With a notepad in hand, you meticulously checked off each item as you retrieved them from Steve's well-stocked cabinets. Your tongue stuck out slightly in concentration, ensuring that everything was in place.

As you scanned the kitchen, your eyes searched for the measuring cups, but they were nowhere to be found. Furrowing your eyebrows, you questioned Steve, a hint of irritation creeping into your voice. He scratched the back of his head, a sheepish expression on his face as he admitted that he didn't have any measuring cups. You couldn't help but feel a bit exasperated, wondering how he planned to bake without such a crucial tool.

Crossing his arms, Steve suggested, "We'll just eyeball it." You let out a sigh, realizing that you would have to rely on your instincts and experience to make the recipe turn out right. Grabbing a large mixing bowl, you began combining the flour, salt, instant yeast, and other dry ingredients. Meanwhile, Steve watched you, captivated by how effortlessly you moved around the kitchen, completely in your element.

"You know, you can help too, Steve," you reminded him, breaking him out of his trance. He quickly jumped off the counter he had been perched on and asked, "What do you want me to do?" You instructed him to start forming the dough, and he eagerly rolled up his sleeves, his hands skillfully working the dough.

Pausing for a moment, you couldn't help but admire the sight of him, his wrists flexing as he rolled the dough over and over. Shaking off your distraction,he reminded you to stay focused. With a playful smile, responding , "Hello, don't forget to do your part." Rolling your eyes, you went to retrieve the dough you had prepared earlier and placed it in a greased bowl, covering it with a clean towel to let it rise for an hour.

As you turned around, you noticed Steve holding a bag of flour in his hand. Your warning was cut short as he playfully launched a clump of white powder at your face, causing it to scatter across your lashes, neck, hair, and even down your shirt.

“Steve…I know damm well you did not just get that flour in my hair”

Your Eyes wide and mouth agape, you stared at Steve, a mix of surprise and sudden amusement on your face. Without a second thought, you lunged at him, both of you engaging in a playful flour fight, chasing each other around the kitchen.

Eventually, you gave up the chase, realizing that you had a task at hand. You went to preheat the oven to the required temperature while Steve watched, still grinning mischievously. Returning to the rolls, you noticed that they had risen perfectly. Carefully, you placed them on a tray and slid them into the oven, the warm and humid air of the kitchen enveloping you both.

While waiting for the rolls to bake and rise, you decided to prepare the frosting. However, Steve had a different idea of how to pass the time. With flour still evident in your hair, you found yourself sitting on the counter, nestled between Steve's legs. Your hands rested on his chest, and your eyes met, sparkling with affection and desire. The anticipation grew as Steve leaned in, his breath quickening, and your lips finally met in a tender, passionate, and slightly messy kiss. Bodies pressed together, you explored each other's tenderness, deepening the kiss as time seemed to stand still.

The setting sun cast a shadow over your intertwined figures, the kitchen filled with the scent of burning rolls. Urgently pulling away, you left a trail of saliva as you broke the kiss, your mind still in a blissful haze. "Steve... we forgot the cinnamon rolls !!," you exclaimed, rushing towards the oven. Opening it, you were met with a cloud of smoke, prompting Steve to open the windows to clear the kitchen.

Disappointed, you dropped the burnt rolls onto the stove, their appearance resembling scones rather than the fluffy treats you had envisioned. Letting out a sigh of defeat, you muttered, "They could've turned out so well frowning ." Steve walked up to you, a smile on his face as he pecked your lips. "Well, even though the dessert didn't work out, at least we have this cute memory to remember," he said, his love for you evident in his eyes.

#Steve harrington x black reader #steve harrington smut #steve harrington fluff #Spotify

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MidnightsWithDearKatyTSPB’s Recommendation List: May Pt. 2

Hi everyone. Welcome to the second part of May’s recommendation list. Can you believe we maxed out Part 1 linking availability? You guys are writing machines! With finals coming to a close and some of you graduating, I hope you are taking some time to enjoy reading and self-care. I’m so very proud of every one of you. If you would like a moodboard made for your story or character, feel free to send me a request. I would love to make you one. If you are interested in having your writing challenges featured here, your stories, or even your blog, please feel free to tag me in your works, message me, or use the hashtag MidnightWithDearKatyTSPB. Heads up, June may be all on one list. I’m going to my Grandmother’s 90th birthday and visit my family. I’ll get plenty of reading done while I’m gone, but I don’t know how much list-making I’ll get done. Enjoy the rest of your spring and the start of your summer!

<<May Pt. 1 💐

June 🐾 >>

Masterlist 📜

PEDRO PASCAL CHARACTERS:

DRABBLES/BLURBS:

Big Fan (Tommy's Version) by @atinylittlepain >> Tommy Miller ft. Ellie Williams - Summary: Tommy and Ellie stumble on someone very familiar to Tommy. | I was laughing so hard at everyone's reaction to this.

ONE-SHOTS:

2 Murphy's and a Peña by @violentdelightsandviolentends >> Javier Peña x Female Reader - Summary: Reader has a horrible date. Javier thinks she just needs a man who puts her needs first. (My Summary) | This was short and hot, just how you need it sometimes.

Aquatic Rehabilitation by @psychedelic-ink >> Joel Miller x f!reader - Summary: Joel has been experiencing knee pain for the past two months. When he finally sees an orthopedist, he learns that he has some minor damage to his meniscus. The doctor prescribes him anti-inflammatory medication and physical therapy, recommending swimming. At the pool, he meets you. | Wowza, that was really hot.

Drown in your Wrath and Fury by @movievillainess721 >> Dave York x curvy f!reader x (with a surprise guest) - Summary: You're Dave's prisoner...and old flame. Can you survive his wrath and fury? | It was so hot, I was blushing.

*I Crawl Home To Her by @johnwatsn >> Joel Miller ft. Sarah Miller & Ellie Williams - Summary: After being stabbed, Joel floats in and out of consciousness, between then and now, before and after, and his two daughters, both saving him in their own ways. | This is just a masterpiece of emotion, and it's so well written!

Look For The Butterfly by @lily-inbloom >> post-outbreak!Joel Miller x fem!reader - Summary: Sarah reminds Joel of something very important. | Don't mind me. I'll just be over here in the corner crying like a big baby.

Prove It by @joelscruff >> boyfriend's dad!Joel Miller x f!reader - Summary: Joel shows you how much he cares about you (in a slightly depraved way). (in connection with quickie and snack break) | Made my heart drop to the bottom of my stomach with emotions while supplying wonderful filth and excitement.

Request by @joelsgirl >> Joel Miller x Reader - Summary/Request: Reader is feeling awful because she's too warm, and the relief he feels when he sees her cooling off, physically and emotionally? | A charming short piece showing the caring side of Joel is what we need sometimes.

The Saint, The Sinner, & The Devil by @joelsgirl >> Mafia DBF!Joel Miller, Corrupt Javier Pena + Reader - Sneak Peak: “Yes, little one. You'll get to service us both tonight.” | Excellent and Filthy

Satellite by @jksprincess10 >> Assistant!reader x Javier Peña - Summary: Summary: You’re trying really hard not to fuck your boss. But everyone around you, including him, makes it really hard. | Javi could probably convince me to do anything.

Sharing Is Caring by @dreamsofmandalore >> Mafia!AU Joel Miller x Reader x Javier Peña - Summary: Several people asked what would happen if mafia enforcer Joel and corrupt agent Javi existed in the same universe. | Thank you for feeding our wildest imaginations.

Waffle House Confessions by @softlyspector >> no outbreak!Joel Miller x f!Reader - Summary: You pick an inopportune moment to give Joel some news. | I felt like I was watching it play out on TV, and I was feeling all the emotions coming across—such a good one-shot.

Words by @joelscruff >> boyfriend's dad!Joel Miller x f!reader - Summary: You and Joel are left reeling from your boyfriend's discovery. (a direct sequel to prove it) | Cat has a way with words and emotions pulling you into her works.

SERIES:

I'm In A State (Prequel) | In My Hometown by @swiftispunk >> pre-outbreak!dbf!neighbour!Joel Miller x afab!fem!actor(ish)!Reader - Summary: The moment that sends you over the edge with your neighbour, Joel. | Perfect as always, Hannah. Thanks for making me giggle like a schoolgirl.

One For The Money, Two For The Show >> Rockstar!Joel Miller x Actress!Reader - Summary: When world-famous rockstar Joel Miller finds himself in some hot water with the press, his PR team suggests fake dating an up-and-coming actress to refine his image. However, when they actually start spending time together, the happy couple can’t stand each other. Will they be able to turn it around for the cameras, or will it all be for nothing? | Things are getting mighty steamy, just the way I like them. Feeling so blessed to be able to read this story.

To Polish Up A Diamond pt. i | >> @pedges >> Joel Miller x afab!reader - Summary: “We can get an annulment,” Joel says, cutting you off. It’s almost as if he couldn’t wait to say it, and you’re not sure why that stings so much. “Yeah—yes,” you mutter, swallowing the softball lodged in your throat. You clear it in hopes of sounding more compelling when you speak again. “Of course. Duh.” -- or, the one where you wake up married to Joel Miller. | This is such an emotional roller coaster, and we are only just beginning. I'm looking forward to seeing where this goes.

BLURBS/DRABBLES:

The Baking Lesson by @zablife >> John Shelby x f!reader - Summary: Gif Request - Sneak Preview: "C'mere gorgeous," John said, turning your chin toward him. "It can't be that bad. Just tell me," he coaxed with an encouraging smile. | John is very much my hero!

Sweetest of the Sunflowers by @peakyscillian >> Tommy Shelby x Reader - Summary: I picked the prompt “You're the best thing that's ever happened to me” for this one and also based it around the song 'Sun To Me' By Zach Bryan. | Moodboard is gorgeous, and I love how you can tell how much Tommy adores his fiance in this.

Pedro Pascal doesn't owe you anything... by @coulsons-band

Drama Actor Round Table: Pedro Pascal, Damson Idris, Kieran Culkin, Jeff Bridges, Evan Peters, and Michael Imperioli posted by @pedrohub

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Hi Biscuit 😁

I was wondering if you had any Kiba blog recommendations. I love all of your works so many times and I absolutely adore them, but I can’t seem to find many fics outside of your blog. Thank you in advance, and I hope you’re doing well 😁🩵

hi babes, thank you so much!! here are just a couple of blogs off the top of my head that i know have written multiple kiba fics:

@kiljoius — she mostly writes character x character fics so if that’s your cup of tea, you’ll find many amazing stories. i’m a huge fan of her kibahina fics, they’re so sweet.

@delirious-donna — my lovely friend who has to endure so MUCH kiba thirsting from me on discord… she writes him so good; i want to eat him up every single time because of her writing.

@azurelyy — i requested a kiba fic for her event once and got a fucking MASTERPIECE in return. definitely check it out.

@saigethearies — mostly a hq blog now, but you can still find plenty of chef’s kiss worthy kiba stories!!

also user silentexplorer18 on ao3! amazing kiba writer!!

#biscuit mail

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lestappenforever · 7 months

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hi angel c:

i wanted to introduce myself, mclaren video anon is here *shyly waves his hand*

I'm from Czechia so English is not my first language and not even near to it so I'm really sorry if this ask gonna be a mess,, 🥴

I also wrote some Lestappen dynamics asks (for example this one https://www.tumblr.com/lestappenforever/728150895813115904/i-love-lestappen-dynamic-i-love-how-similar-and?source=share), Oblivious Charles Leclerc idea (https://www.tumblr.com/lestappenforever/728236675926556673/i-was-thinking-about-how-the-topic-of-oblivious?source=share), quatar shit-show and a lot of other screaming 👉🏻👈🏻

also I'm the one who's engi-nearing his limit at uni. I'm feeling better now! even though I have some tests already coming next week and I really need to study hard but how am I supposed to do that when LESTAPPEN HAD THE PADEL DATE AND NOW IM CRAVING FOR CONTENT???? I really REALLY HOPE that we'll have some photos. please. Universe, HEAR ME OUT IT'S LIFE OR DEATH SITUATION we need that.

yk I came to F1 cause of cars. I love cars with all my soul. for me it's the most beautiful creation of humanity. cars. cars. and I was like ok cars racing adrenaline and now? here I am screaming about some gay married couples again. I thought it would be my straightest interest. but who am I kidding? 20 men on a grid. how that was supposed to be straight?????

to this ask: I KNOW RIGHT??? IM STILL NOW OVER IT IT'S DEFINITELY THE LOWEST I HEARD HIS VOICE EVER https://www.tumblr.com/lestappenforever/731046319552151552/i-just-want-to-say-remember-that-anon-who-said-in?source=share

Mona, I love you and your blog. I'm so grateful that you're posting all of these, that you're so open to anons and it's so comfortable here😭 THANK YOUUUU THANK YOU THANK YOU you're the best you're the loveliest you're the sunshine and the bless to this fandom

and to end this long ask wanna say about your fanfics. angels roll the dice is a masterpiece. cause of fucking course it's a masterpiece. and the 2nd part of it is my FAVOURITE fanfic about the marriage. every time when I'm feeling lonely I open it and reading. the shoe game is the best part, I'm laughing so hard even though I'm reading it for the 20th time. and the 3rd part... oh my god. I was a bit scared that it's gonna be angsty but I was like "Mona wrote that. C'mon, Denis, you need to read that, whatever it is, it's gonna be a masterpiece". and it was. realistic and so Lestappen-coded. that was beautiful.

19 times the grid saved Lestappen? I couldn't drink my coffee cause of laugh. Let them sing? shit that was so HOT. Lap dance with THAT dirty talk? I was dead. Not Fucking Leaving? couldn't survive that. Mona, you're absolutely my favourite writer on ao3. I don't have enough words to express all my THANK YOU's for you

I hope you're okay, I love you and you are the best

*gives a hug if it's permitted*

Oh my God, Denis (love your name, by the way), hi, hello! It’s so nice to be able to put a name and a blog to some of my absolute favorite anon asks, so I'm so happy you decided to send me an ask off anon. ❤️

I love Czechia - it’s such a beautiful country. And don’t you worry, your English is great and absolutely nothing you ever need to apologize for.

I'm so happy to hear that you’re feeling better about uni, and I am absolutely certain that you’re going to nail your tests next week! And I am so with you about needing more Lestappen content following that padel date - we have honestly been deprived, and I'm crossing everything I have that some high quality photos and videos will appear in the coming days.

Cars are truly beautiful, wonderful creations, and I very much understand why your love for cars would bring you to F1. And I'm so glad it did, because I wouldn’t be having the pleasure of talking to you right now if it wasn’t for that! Even if it did turn out to be as straight of an interest as you had anticipated. 😂

Denis, I don’t think I can express in words how much your ask means to me, and how happy I am to know that you enjoy my blog and that you feel welcome and comfortable here. Because you are so very welcome here - you and everyone else who would like to come into my ask box, on anon or off, or anyone who just want to scroll through my blog in silence. You are so lovely and wonderful and kind, and your ask has truly made my day. I love you. ❤️

And I am so, so incredibly happy and grateful for your kind words about my fics. Nothing makes me happier than knowing my writing can bring such joy to others. Knowing that my words can evoke such emotions in my readers is such a huge honor.

I'm your favorite writer on AO3? 🥹 Please excuse me while I go sob from overwhelming happiness for a while.

Thank you so, so, so very much for this ask, Denis - I love it as much as I've loved each of the asks you’ve sent me on anon in the past, and I hope you know that you can come into my ask box whenever, about whatever, or send me a DM. I hope you’re having a beautiful Saturday, you are absolutely wonderful, and I love you too. ❤️

And I'll happily take a hug any day. 🤗

#Asks #Personal #Not me actually crying a little bit as I read this and typed out my response #paint-it-red-and-black #Denis ❤️

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