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hello there potes! in the spirit of your most recent post, i got dumped over the weekend and my immediate response was to finally start listening to hozier(suRVivIINNGG💪💪). here's the ask: if the tl4j were somehow able to access earth music, who do you think their favorite artists would be?
(yes I am a firm believer that luke would adore abba)
anyhoo I hope you have a fantastic day, I love your art and your comics always make me smile!! <3
gasp omg hope you're doing ok!!! they didnt deserve u anyway and yes hozier is a good choice
luke: yes 100% listens to ABBA. top artist on his space-spotify every year
ezra: idk probs ppl like tom cardy and jazz emu LOL
cal: tbh I feel like older cal would become a hozier girlie too
ahsoka: hmm maybe the Yeah Yeah Yeahs? or a lot of Seriously Indie Shit nobodys ever heard of
#ezra bustin it down to HYCYB#also the feminine urge to give my faves my favourite artists vs knowing they wouldnt listen to them#its ok i just give them that high honour in playlists (i say as if i have sw playlists for more than just cal)#thanks for the ask!#the last (4) jedi
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Jegulus x reader request?
Where the reader is also a quidditch player and basically she is in hufflepuff/ravenclaw and their team wins, but one of the boys get mad preferably regulus and reader gets upset james comforts her. Basically angst to fluff
P.s u don't have to do it, I hv been writing a poly moonwater for a week and haven't completed yet. Ik writing is hectic
Lots of Love, babe
Hi Hi! Sorry this took so long. I was in a writing slump...
Anyhoo. Here it is, I hope you enjoy!
totally didn't feed my overdramatic personality into this...
No warnings I can think of? Overthinking? Getting lost in your thoughts? Tears?
Poly!Jegulus x ravenclaw!reader
You were absolutely elated when you found out you had been assigned the captain position.
Sure, you were on a team that normally didn't win, but you were fine with that. You enjoyed the sport, the crowd, the family your team became, the community and environment.
It was the last game of the season and your team had finally won against Slytherin. Earlier in the season you had led your team to victory against Gryffindor. So, with one boyfriend left to beat, you had finally done it today, but apparently it had come with a price to pay.
As you were being crowded and tackled by your team you peeked over your best friend's shoulder, seeing Regulus storming off. And with that, your mood instantly dropped.
You slipped an easy smile back onto your face as you hugged the rest of your team before slipping off into the changing tent and then back to your common room.
You understand that Reg wanted to win his last game of the season, you did. But, it was your last game too, and only the second game you had been able to win that season. Shouldn't he be proud of you too?
When you finally made it back to your dorm, you quickly slipped into one of James's shirts (which were huge on you), and a pair of sleep shorts, before curling on in an armchair, pulling your knees to your chest and a blue fuzzy blanket up to your chin.
You didn't know how long you sat there. You also didn't know when James had slipped into the room, not even realizing he was there until he gently wiped tears away from under your eyes with the pads of his thumbs.
You startled, eyes lifting to meet his, to see sorrow swimming in his gaze. “You just gotta give him time, darling. You know how he gets about these things, he’ll come around.” James swiftly picks you up and takes your place in the armchair before resting you back into his lap.
You sighed, curling into his side, resting your forehead in the crook of his neck. “I know, it’s just hard sometimes.” You sniffle into his shirt, and he tugs you tighter against him.
“He will come around darling, I promise.” He says, leaving a gentle kiss to the top of your hair.
You lose track of time as you get comfortable, cuddling into James (stealing all of his warmth), yet he doesn’t complain. You smile into his shoulder as he starts running his fingers through your hair. You playfully bite his shoulder; he tugs on a strand of your hair in reprimand.
You had started to doze off when the door creaked open and James spotted Regulus’s head peek in. He gently tapped your shoulder and when he had gotten your attention, pointed to Regulus.
Your gaze met the stormy gray of Regulus’s before you looked away, finding a loose thread of your blanket far more interesting.
“Mon Amour, I’m so so sorry.” Regulus rushes over to you, crouching down in front of you. “My mind blanked, and I didn’t think before I walked away, and I’m so sorry.” He grabs your hand, pressing a kiss to the back of it before running his thumb along the back of it.
You frown, your eyebrows scrunching and slide out of James’s lap and onto the floor next to Reg. “It’s okay, my love. I understand what it’s like to have loads of pressure on your shoulders, I do too. It can overwhelm you at any moment; sometimes it can even come when we don’t want it too and take control of our actions.” You say wisely. “You had a moment, it happens to the best of us. You may be a wizard, but you are still a human. Bound to make mistakes for the rest of your life,” You remind dramatically, talking with your hands. Regulus laughs, his eyes lighting up again and grabs your hands, holding them stationary.
“I’m glad that you forgive me, mon amour, but you are over dramatic.” Your boyfriend dressed in green states.
You scoff as James slides down from the chair to sit with the two of you on the floor. “I love this make-up session you two are having, but you both are full of crap.” He tugs you both into his sides, one arm wrapped around each of you.
Regulus turns his head, biting James’s hand as you dramatically raise your hand before swatting him on the back of his head.
James quickly pulls his hand away from Regulus, retracting his hold from the two of you and holds the back of his head. “Hey!” You both turn your head and blink at him feigning innocence. “This is not attack James day.”
He smiles, teeth flashing. You dramatically cover your eyes, faking passing out; falling back from your sitting position and onto your back. “Ah, too bright. Can’t see. James you’re blinding me, can’t you see? Because I sure can’t.”
“Regulus was right. You are so over dramatic.” James rolls his eyes before leaning towards you and pulling your hands away from your eyes and pulling you into him.
“I. Am. Not.” You pout, crossing your arms and leaning out of James’s embrace.
Regulus leans towards you smiling and kisses your forehead. “Yes you are.” He whispers, tackling you to the ground, tickling your sides. “You are dramatic, and I love you for it.” You grin and Regulus gives you a skeptical glance as you turn and smile at James.
Before Reg could blink he was pinned down to the ground; roles reversed. James had his arms pinned to the ground as you straddled his hip, returning the attack of tickles that he had been serving you.
“You lose, Reggie.” You state in a sing-song voice, giggling.
#mutuals~#jegulus x reader#the marauders#james potter fluff#james x regulus#regulus x reader#Poly!Jegulus x reader
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Hi hello I just finished From Eden plus several hours of scrolling though your blog and HOLY GUACAMOLE hey Tumblr where's the kudos button for an entire blog cause I Need It!! Everything here is feeding my Ranchers obsession like none other it is Amazing Wonderful Beautiful Exquisite your writing is Outstanding and the way you write the characters' voices even better!! I cannot express all my feelings in one ask and I just saw that the next chapter is coming out tomorrow. I will be sending you my medical bills after I explode.
Anyhoo I hope you have a great day whenever you read this and thank you for this awesome story!
based on the lack of billed medical expenses i’ve received i presume you haven’t exploded but NEVERTHELESS i’m glad you’ve been enjoying the au, hope u liked the latest chapter and thank YOU for sending in this sweet message 💃
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hello!! could you do w, i, and o for abner on the nsfw alphabet? i am so desperate for content abt him lmao 😭😭 thank u for still writing him
Abner Krill (Polka-dot-man) - NSFW Request (I, O, W)
Me: Oh boy, Abner! I’ve always been wanting to write something about this colorful dancing king queen since I watched TSS. This is going to be fun!
[Two/half months later.]
Me: *Staring intently at a bulletin board covered in pictures and notes with red string connecting to them, not knowing what time or day it is.*
Life [Walks in.]: Hey, uhh– friendly reminder that you still have that Government paper due tomorrow.
Me: MUTHERFU–
[Weeks later.]
Me [On the floor, defeated by the heavy mass of writer's block, reaching towards laptop to press enter.]: Finished– *Get’s crushed by an anvil of more writing tasks.*
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A/N: I had made a Venn Diagram of Abs, Bob, and Lonny to differ the boys since they all fall under the meow meow category. So, thank you for the wait.
Ima say this takes place after the TSS movie – don’t care if he died, as James A. Janisse would maybe say, “No body, no count.” (Same with Flag. *kicks book of Necromancy For Dummies under bed*)
Warning: Usual NSFW stuff, nothing too extreme. Made some parts long (cause I do what I want). Some head cannons that totally didn’t come up to me randomly while I was halfway through finishing. No proofreading, I go down in style. Is there anything smutty in the first half? No, not really. Did I get carried away again and build a oneshot sort of story? Perhaps. Will I ever make a long smutty moment in any of the alphabet requests? Idk. Hotel? Trivago.
Leans toward female reader pov, but mostly towards gender neutral.
Anyhoo, happy readings!
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I: Intimacy (*looks over at the letter C* Perhaps, I misjudged you.)
Abner lacks physical and emotional intimacy – and you can’t really blame him for it. Being locked up in Belle Reve and made fun of by the other inmates for so long – and to top it all off, his condition and past – he doesn’t have good social skills nor the confidence to approach someone for friendly/flirtatious banter. Even when he and his Task Force X friends go out to celebrate their new freedom at a local club, he still remains reserved and hidden. So he thought.
Throughout the night, Abner watched everyone have fun while sitting in a booth next to a large – totally not a man-eating shark – distinguish gentleman with a mustache, staring intently at a fish tank behind them. Cleo was out dancing wildly on the dance floor with a group of people, Harley sat across the room drinking with three intimidating women, and both Flag and Dubois went somewhere private to chat and drink alone. He consistently looks around the large room, scanning the neon interior and dancing occupant exotically swaying side to side, sipping his drink until his eyes land on a certain someone sitting by the bar. You.
You idly sat on one of the empty stools, swirling your drink in apathy and wearing the most eccentric, colorful outfit that made you stick out of the crowd. Abner nearly choked, spitting his drink through his nose, and erupted into a coughing fit. He didn’t notice Cleo returning to the booth, rushing to sit beside him, gently hitting his back. You were alone – in fact – you looked like you were waiting for someone, glancing at your surroundings and at your phone every minute.
Supposedly, your date should’ve been here an hour ago. They texted you the address to this place to meet you at a time that was way past your curfew. Without a second thought, you agreed. You spend your whole evening prepping yourself to look nice. The only attire suitable for your first night out was the one that made it look like a clown puked on you. Looking around once more, you scan the room in hopes of seeing your date, not spotting Abner a few feet away staring gawkily at you, swiftly ducking his head to avoid glances.
Abner could feel his face burn red hot, he couldn’t hear Cleo’s muffled words over the sound of his heart pounding in his ear. He finally drew his attention towards Cleo when he heard her say, your glowing. Instantly, he slaps his face out of instinct to check if his glowing rash started popping up – knowing already he expelled the dots before they left. This is a first… Cleo gaped as his face began to flare up into dim hues of blue and red to green and yellow. His eyes move back to you, staring at your phone with a bleak expression.
Honestly, you weren’t surprised when the screen showed they left you on read. You figured they would bail at the last minute, wasting half of your night to embarrass yourself. Thoughts began running through your head as you felt your chest grow heavy. I think that’s enough for one night. Holding back your tears, you took a shot of your drink and tapped the glass on the counter, going to spin your chair towards the exit when a tall man wearing what seems to be also a colorful button-up blouse blocks your way, startling you. Abner stood stiff as a board, nervously smiling at you. There was a moment of silence between you two. You watched as he glanced over and back at you, sending you mixed signals. Curious at what he was looking at, you turned and spotted two girls looking directly at you, one waving shyly, the other giving a thumbs up, and a– Wait is that a shark in disguise and a rat also waving at us?
You snap your attention back to the man in front of you, hearing him clear his throat out of discomfort before introducing himself as Abner, reaching his hand out towards you. To your dismay, you mindlessly took his hand, shaking it while telling him your name. Abner’s heart flutters at the sight of you smiling softly at him. You catch a glimpse of his cheeks glowing strangely, thinking it could be the lighting in the room. He takes a seat next to you, mumbling if he can buy you a drink, his smile widening when you accept the offer.
Shortly after your second drink, you hit it off pretty quickly, talking about certain things the two of you like, such as movies, and him introducing you to the group – keeping a very close eye on Nana– Bob doesn’t do anything to you.
Soon you two were on the dance floor, swaying and bobbing your heads to the music, and before you knew it, you were face-to-face. Abner remembered sharing a long gaze with you, feeling as if time suddenly froze. He felt his cheeks boil achingly, noticing your expression contort into a bewildered look. Random patches of colorful glowing dots appeared and disappeared on his face. His eyes seemed to change color, following the primitive colors.
Although you admired the way he looked, Abner on the other hand took it as a sign of being repulsed, causing something to trigger in his mind. But before he could let the imagery into his head, he hears you call out his name, slowly approaching him. You ask if you could hold his hand, reaching out for it when he accepts. You both stood in the middle for a while, only listening to the music playing on the speakers. Once he felt himself subside, he pulls towards him, wrapping his arms around your waist. You did the same, putting your arms around his neck, whispering reassuring words. He burrows his face into your shoulder, embracing the unknown feeling in his chest as his face emits a dim glow once again.
O: Oral
*Abner: Clitoris?! Labia Majora?! Damn girl, how many pussies you got?!*
Abs is ok with giving oral to his partner. He’s a lil’ confuse at first, but he got spirit. He isn’t on the top 3, but somewhere around maybe 4-5. Krill prefers to use his hands to stimulate you than his mouth – since he can be flamboyant. It’s also a way for him to be slightly dominant and in control, edging you as soon as you near climaxing.
When receiving oral from you, he melts into a whimpering puddle – he’s squirmish and restless at times, but only because you keep teasing his tip and shaft for revenge. To him, the sensation never gets old.
W: Wild Card (*cracks knuckles*)
*inhales*
Liiiiisten.
There’s a hc I have for this guy, but I prefer not to say what it is since it’s quite…vulgar. That and it also goes with a letter that rhymes with see. So here’s two headcannons that are pretty tame. Also, I hc Abner to be a vers.
Anyways.
Whenever Abner is having sexual intercourse with his partner, showing his emotions can be rather complex than his platonic relationship with you. Thus when he’s trying to gaze into your eyes, all you receive is a wide-eyed stare as he thrusts into you. Another aspect of his is uncontrollable giggling. At any moment, when you're riding him, something in his head switches and causes him to be a laughing mess. You remembered briefly stopping to ask him why he keeps laughing every single time you ask that question his response is the same, it feels good.
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A/N: Hope ya'll enjoyed reading, and thank you for liking/reblogging. I find it hard to express my emotions sometimes and overthink it. When I see that I'm getting positive remarks on a couple of stuff I wrote, I acknowledge and appreciate the kindness, but never respond to it. So again, thank you so much for the support. Next one's gonna be a Johnson request, and then whatevers on the to-do list.
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let me simplify some things for some anons so they stop overthinking <3
♡┊ when people use the word “shifting” they mean shifting states. when you’re manifesting, no matter what it is you’re not gonna end up in some whole other reality / universe where you have your desires, you’re just simply changing states that’s in your mind, however if you do want to shift realities / intend to, then that’s what’ll happen. but regardless, no you won’t shift realities when manifesting and same goes to the people who want to enter the void, it isn’t like reality shifting, it’s YOU. and it’s all down to what you believe and what you want !
♡┊when bloggers say “your reality” or “their reality”, they do not mean all of us are all in a different reality with copies of people, no. basically they mean, we’re all in one reality together but the different realities are the ones in our consciousness / imagination because we all view the world differently, we all have different perspectives of the world, imagination is the true reality and we all have a different imagination, i recommend some reading some posts about the 3D AND 4D, they’re really helpful <3
♡┊ the 3D reality is completely changeable, even if you’re revising your entire life to your desired one, it’s perfectly possible to change it without shifting to anyone worried about it. when people say anything is possible, they mean ANYTHING including being able to change the 3D to fit your desires by simply just revising.
♡┊everybody you see online or in person, are 100% real and actually exist hehe. some people think they aren’t because you’re able to manifest / change anyone you want, but that’s not true. everybody, i mean EVERYBODY can manifest and change anyone and anything they want, the celebrity you want rn? they could manifest you if they knew about LOA but they don’t and that’s the only difference between you and them, you’re one of the lucky people who know about LOA so why not make yourself happy, love? your life and the people in your life are exactly the same as before you knew about LOA, they’re real, they have their own thoughts, they actually exist and they’re an actual person so is everything else. i promise you there’s nothing to worry about!! everything is the exact same as it was before, u just now are aware you are powerful enough to have anything and anyone u want, to change and get rid of everything u want. if it makes u feel better, you can be like the other anons who want to manifest forgetting about what they want to manifest,
(i saw a couple of anons saying they’re revising always living their dream life, and then manifesting forgetting they revised it because they were always living their dream life, as in their current life never happened and that their soon to be new life will become their current life and was always their current life and they’ll always remember it that way and so will everyone else and i’d say it’s pretty smart lol, i’m planning on doing the same thing <3)
anyhoo, i hope this helps somebody <3
this was absolutely beautiful omgggg thank you for this💗🫶🏾
#loassumption#manifesation#law of assumption#loa blog#loa#law of assumption blog#anon asks#anon <3#anon answered#anon request#anon ask#send anons#anon reply#anonymous#sirens inbox🪄#anons unite#sirens anon thoughts
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Do you have any concept art of what Mirage and Skywarp look like in both of your stories?
⚠️ ETA the next morning: I just realized this says "both of your stories." I have a lot of stories with those characters :u I somehow missed that part of the ask and answered with just Echo Garden in mind. SO that's what the below answer is for, just Echo Garden. Sorry. If you want to ask again and specify the stories, I can give you another answer :) Face The Past has a slightly different answer, if you were referring to that fic. ⚠️
HEHEHE thank you for asking 8)
Mirage
For Mirage, I really like his frame as seen in IDW1, but not in MTMTE, rather the sister comic running at the time "Optimus Prime" or later "Robots In Disguise." (or the other way around idk). I imagine this frame with fancier plating (fluted edges, sort of a 'fairy tale' look, if that makes any sense. Have you ever seen PretentiousFork's fairy tale Rodimus pic with the lil frog Minimus? Kinda like that, lovely little details) and, of course, his endorements (gold "tattoos") and inset gems. He has wheelwings and a G1 style helm and I love the design for his torso. There aren't a ton of refs for it but here's what I have:
Just to contrast, this is what he looks like in the MTMTE/LL comics. I don't care for this design as much. The helm has swept back thingies and the shoulders/arms are kinda weird to me:
Skywarp
As for Skywarp... there's one design that I have in mind while writing, but even then it's a bit modified from this:
The fic mentions pointy bits poking off his wings and limbs and the above wing pointies are what I mean. I imagine the Skywarp of the fic to be a bit more handsome in the face to be honest xD But overall I like this build. Like Mirage, 2938 Skywarp just starts at a fancier level from 0001 mechs, so his armor would also be... fancier... more "fairy tale." More elegant than the above but still kinda scary. Ha ha so helpful. UM. And of course, he's covered in Megatron-related designs, because he was a servant of Megatron.
Here's another shot of him from Spotlight Blurr:
Here's Blurr elbowing him right in the crotch LOL:
Here are some more Skywarp designs I really like. Hearts of Steel Skywarp in particular has a great aesthetic, and if anyone wanted to mentally substitute something more like him in the fic, I wouldn't be mad xD
👆 so gorgeous. I have 2 of those figures lol
I also quite like the design seen here, which is from the RID comics. I've heard it's based on a video game design (??) but I don't know specifics:
Actually know what? Now I totally regret not using HoS Skywarp in the fic. Heck maybe we'll just change it to that.
Anyhoo, hope that helps =)
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A lot of people dont realise that only heard take me to church dont realise that Hozier actually writes some really sensual songs. It doesnt always come thru cuz unlike most male songwriters he discusses sex in a very spiritual way, so definitely lots of pining to be found here. And yearning.
Anyhoo here are some of my faves! I hope u enjoy them, hes my favourite artist.
No plan
Talk
Moment's silence (common tongue)
It will come back
Movement
Work song
To be alone
Angel of small death and the codeine scene
As it was
Sunlight
this is by no means a comprehensive list, most of his songs are just so beautiful but u have to be a certain type of person to like them. I hope you enjoy, and lemme know what u think.
Tons of love and kisses🫂❤️😘,
-clumsy anon
I find take me to church very sensual as well 😂.
I'll give it a listen, thank you for sending me the not so comprehensive list dear 😘 love and hugs 🤗
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Hey Cas! I hope your headache is fine now. (that sounds an awful lot like a formal letter, lmao).
Anyhoo, so 3 days ago i finally caved in to the peer pressure and downloaded ao3, and now I need some good marauders era recs ( i have obviously read all your works, they are fantastic btw 🩷).
So pls do recommend some of your favourite fanfics on it!! (smut is not an issue ,i just don't like a lot of it)
(also I'm just curious, have u read red white and royal blue or seen the movie? if yes, did u like it?)
Thank - Q so much!! 🩷
Hi hon! yay, ao3 is amazing!
On my pinned post I have TONS of suggestions, I would start with those! If you need more, let me know! And no, I haven't read/seen rw&rb! I feel like I should though lol.
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country/city boy javid for @the-woild-is-y-erster :3
i took some creative liberties and made it a college au bc i can. i think it still works. plus for some reason i was imagining uksies javid but u can imagine whatever ver u want
anyhoo i’m also still in high school so just assume i barely know shit abt how college actually works
so. yeah enjoy
david sat on his bed, staring at the wall and picking at his nails nervously. his roommate was supposed to be here around twenty minutes ago, and his phone battery had run out waiting. he glanced around the room, looking for something to do. he could explore the dorm building, but he wanted to be here when his randomly selected roommate came in.
almost all of his books were downloaded on his phone, which at the moment was in the middle of the room, charging painstakingly slowly.
david sighed and stood up, cracking his back with his palms. fine, you know what, i’m just going to walk around a little bit, it can’t hurt. right when he was about to open the door, it slammed open, and a flustered-looking boy stood in its place.
the newcomer jumped backwards, shocked, before sighing and relaxing a little. “damn, you scared the crap outta me,” he chuckled, shaking his head.
“…sorry,” david managed after a pause, stepping aside so the other boy could get inside.
“s’alright. i’m jack, by the way.” the boy- jack- edged his way into the dorm, bringing his suitcase along with him.
“david.” david was a little overwhelmed by all this- not completely because of how rushed his new roommate seemed- and somehow, was still twenty minutes late- but because of how downright gorgeous he was. dark hair, brown eyes, shorter than david by a decently large amount-
“nice ta meetcha, davey.” jack’s voice interrupted david’s thoughts, and in turn reminded him to stop being so gay for once.
wait- ‘davey?’ where’d he get that from?
there was a few minutes of silence as jack started unpacking.
“where ya from, then? ‘round here?” jack asked finally from over his shoulder.
“manhattan,” david hummed, barely paying attention. “so- i mean- yeah, around here.”
jack whistled, starting to fill the drawers on his side of the room.
“is that news?” david asked, flopping down on his bed.
“is to me. i’m from new mexico.”
“long flight,” david replied, his voice betraying his surprise. then again, he had assumed jack lived far away- his voice had a hint of a southern accent, and david didn’t think he would’ve been so late if he lived right down the road.
“yeah. s’alright, jus’ a little jetlagged. i drove, actually.” jack turned and shot a bright smile over at david, whose face flushed at just the small gesture. he hoped to god jack didn’t notice.
“this is my first time ever leavin’ the south. what’s it like in new york?” jack turned back to his suitcase and finished up filling the drawers, turning instead to his bed.
“uh. loud,” david answered weakly. “busy. can you see the stars in the south?” he asked, flipping over to face jack and hanging his head off the side of the mattress so he was upside down.
jack nodded. “all the time. millions of ‘em, pretty much anywhere there’s sky- ‘cept for the small city here an’ there.” he sat down on his newly made bed and snorted at david’s new position. “why’re you layin’ like that?” he asked, snickering.
a light blush crept onto david’s cheeks, his brow furrowing, “is it bothering you somehow?” he mumbled.
“naw, it’s fine, just funny.” jack laughed, laying back on his bed. “you’re turnin’ so red-all the blood rushin’ to ya head.”
that’s not why, david thought, but bit his tongue and tried to change the subject. “what’re you majoring in?” he settled on asking.
“art,” jack said simply, “you?”
“computer science,” david answered, sitting up on the bed- his head actually was starting to hurt now.
“huh. what’s that involve?” jack asked, his voice curious.
“uh- coding, design, little bit of engineering, a pretty good bit of math…”
jack groaned. “i hate math. that was the only class i failed in high school.” his tone made david think it wasn’t the only class.
“how old are you?” he wanted to slap himself for asking. but per his overly nosy nature, he had to know.
“‘re you suggestin’ i got held back?” jack lifted his head and glared daggers in david’s general direction. “because i did,” he finished after a moment of david stressing and trying desperately to figure out what to say. jack burst out laughing, david staring at him, dumbfounded. “i’m 19,” he added when he finally pulled himself together.
“an old man, i see.” david fought a smile.
“what are you, 11?” jack let out another beautiful laugh- not that david thought he was beautiful or anything. “c’mon, you gotta be at least 18.”
“i am. you’re gonna be 20 this year though, right? so, you’re old.” david shot jack a shit-eating grin as he finished.
“shut up,” jack grumbled, waving david off. “he crack i heard goin’ down the hallway was probably your back or somethin’.”
david’s eyes widened. “you heard that??” he near shouted.
jack doubled over laughing, grabbing the headboard of his bed to keep from falling off. “that- that was your back, wasn’t it!?”
“of course it was my back!” david’s jaw was on the floor, and his face was turning a darker red by the second.
jack wiped tears from his eyes, still laughing.
a smile crept onto david’s face as he stared gazed civilly and heterosexually at the other boy, his face beginning to get red for an entirely different reason. with a roomate this gorgeou- enthusiastic, maybe this year is looking up.
I HOPE U ENJOYED 🙏🙏🙏 just know i will almost always accept writing requests so ,,, yk if ya want,,,
it kinda ended weirdly but. yeah
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NGH I LOVE SAMI YAFFA. teehee srry anyhoo can you write a fic where Sami has a big fat crush on fem reader (who is a guitarist in a punk rock band and is somewhat famous) and he gets the opportunity to meet her and take a photo with her for the paparazzi. And he's all blushy and anxious and eventually after continuously bumping into her throughout the night he asks her out and fem reader says yes and Sami just internally dies from happiness. and maybe a scene where fem reader kisses Sami on the cheek and he just gets so happy and stuff because the girl he's had a crush on just kissed him on the cheek. Sorry if this is badly worded english is not my first language I still have grammar problems
You Think That We Look Pretty Good Together- Sami Yaffa
hiiii ☺️ ur english is perfectly fine! i hope u like this! i adore sami so im happy i get to write abt him (fem reader x sami yaffa)
let’s just say it was some kind of music festival thingy that hanoi and the readers band were playing, and one of the nights there was a little after party for all the acts and that’s where they met.
he was staying close to his band mates even after he saw you from a distance because he’s shy and seeing you there made him even more nervous. michael could tell he was acting even shyer than usual, and he confronts him.
“sami, what’s got you so on edge?” he caught sam’s attention, causing him to jump slightly and retract his focus away from where you were sitting with your own band.
“uh, i’m just… i’m tired.”
“no, what else.” michael scoffed, putting a hand on his shoulder and softening his voice.
“yeah, what’s up with you sami?” nasty intervened. sami tried hard not to give himself away to his band mates, worrying they’d make fun of him or embarrass him by getting your attention and making a big deal out of it. he really did try to refrain from staring at you as much as possible. but you were wearing a quite eye catching dress and he accidentally glanced your way, both michael and nasty quickly understanding what was going on.
“sami! do you have a little crush?” michael raised his eyebrows, sounding surprised. sami swallowed nervously and his face went red. michael chuckled and covered his mouth with his hand. nasty side eyed michael, hitting his shoulder, causing mike to silence himself.
“listen, do you wanna talk to her?” nasty asked seriously, looking into sami’s eyes. he nodded hesitantly. “then just go up to her, ask her her name, compliment her. it’s easy.” nasty reassured him. sami exhaled and nodded, his confidence slowly building up despite his nerves.
“so are you gonna do it?” michael asked. sami looked over in your direction again, making sure you weren’t too busy talking to other people.
“yeah. yeah i will.” michael cheered and nasty gave him an encouraging pat on his shoulder. sami took another deep breath before turning around and walking over to get a drink on the way to where he saw you. he felt like having a cold bottle in hand would help calm him. as he was walking he wondered if he started wondering if he looked alright or if he was walking weirdly. the thoughts vanished along with everything else nasty told him as advice as soon as you looked up at him. his jaw loosened and his eyes widened when he realized he had the spotlight.
“uh, hi.” he almost stuttered. you smiled friendly and returned the greeting. “i’m… sami…” he continued, starting to trail off as he lost confidence and considered turning his ass around and dragging himself back to the rest of his own band.
“hey sami.” you repeated, looking into his eyes that you thought were so pretty by first glance. “i’m y/n. this is my band.” sami looked at the other musicians sitting at your table, repeating your name under his breath.
“hey, you’re in hanoi rocks, aren’t you?” he smiled and nodded. “i’ve seen you guys before when you were in england.” he couldn’t help but smile proudly and chuckle a little and blush.
“this year?”
“yeah, only a few months ago, right?” you and sami kept chatting for a little while and ended on a positive note before you went to go get pictures. sami smiled wide as the sun and strolled back to mike and nasty, looking completely out of it. he leaned against the wall and sighed.
“did you do it? did you ask her out?” michael asked excitedly. sami snapped out of his thoughts, realizing that he never did ask for your number or anything.
“shit.” he pinched the bridge of his nose in disappointment with himself. michael’s face fell slightly.
“she’s still here y’know…” nasty reminded him, taking a sip of whatever drink he had. sami sighed and found himself looking for you in the room again.
“it’s fine.” he decided. so the night went on, the sky not getting any darker and the drunkenness only getting more evident among everyone at the event.
at some point, you ran into sami once again, this time unintentionally. and you quite literally bumped into him, both of you slowly losing your sense of awareness after so many drinks.
“oh! hi, sami!” you smiled, eyes widening as he turned around to see you giggling. he blushed and smiled nervously again.
“hey, y/n.” he said quietly as a soft smile returned to his face. he realized he had been given another chance to ask you out, and he had no intention of forgetting. “oh, there’s something i meant to ask you-” he fumbled with whatever bottle he had in his hand now, stuttering. but you cut him off, something you wouldn’t have done if you were fully sober, by saying:
“sami, you’re so sweet, you know?” you took his hand, still giggly. he blushed bright red at the contact.
“uh- thank you.” his voice somehow got even quieter and he looked down, incapable of hiding his smile any other way. “but listen, do you think we could maybe go out sometime? i mean- would you want to, ‘cause if you don’t then-” you interrupted his nervous rambling with affirmative words, just what he needed.
“of course i would like to, sam.” you were smiling as wide as him now, looking into his eyes with the same adoration he had in his. he laughed excitedly. you turned your head from him to a voice who was calling your name once again,
“oh, i think i’ve got to go.” you got really close to him, making him almost panic, and kissed his cheek softly while pressing a napkin into his hands, which, as he would later understand, had your phone number written on it. he felt hot even after you left him standing against the wall, watching you disappear into a crowd for the last time that night, sighing happily.
#grazilla’s thoughts#ask#song in the title: substitute by the who#not sure why i thought of that song#sami yaffa#sami#sami yaffa x reader#hanoi rocks
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Ok more info about the freehoun borrowers au because I’m so normal about it and all the cute boys are always sending me love letters asking me to tell them about my sick and diseased brain ANYWAYS
yeah so like basically Gordon is a borrower who lives in the blackmesa topside dorms specifically Barney’s apartment/dorm. Gordon has never been down in the facility but he knows damn well if he gets caught his ass is gonna get sent down there to run through a rat maze and worse shit!! Gordon ended up in the dorms completely by accident his dumb ass got stuck in someone’s luggage and that’s how he ended up in New Mexico.
And Barney has always kinda known about borrowers, his Mum told him about them when he was a kid and ever since then he’s always just been. Very aware of his living space. Like he notices the things go missing and he starts leaving little chips and stuff out on the counter just so he can see them disappear the next morning and he knows it’s not roaches because the facility and everyone else’s dorms got bugs but no his is so clean and tidy. (It’s because Gordon keeps every single bug he sees as a pet. Or he eated them.) so Gordon won’t get anywhere close to him or let him see him on the off chance that since Barney’s a security guard he might catch him and bring him into black mesa. Ahh!! Also gordon has seen the silly books barney reads he would definitely try and catch a silly weird little critter.
Anyhoo just like real halflife Gordon he is always breaking and smashing shit. Totally not on purpose here it’s just how he is but he smashes a glass while he is fighting off an especially large cock a roach that somehow fucking got in. All those damn chips barney keeps leaving out Gordon can’t eat them all. Roach got hungy. Gordon manages to kill that damn thing but owie he got a big hurtie cut on him! And that roach fucked him up bad! And fuck Barney definitely heard glass ball shatter!! Shit!! So he tries and hides while Barney is cleaning up the glass and a roach that has a sharpened tooth Pick imbedded into it and he sees a trail of blood leaving the scene leading under the couch and there’s a mouse man who is 1 apple tall who is hurt bad and very very scared.
Gordon freaks out and tries to run but he’s got a booboo and can’t get very far before barney corners him and Gordon’s like “oh this is the end I’m gonna get trapped under a cup and dissected” but Barney just gets down to his level and he’s like “hey you got a booboo. I know aid let me help u I’m not gonna hurt you I prommy” Gordon is. VERY reluctant at first but he also can’t take care of these wounds himself and he’s mostly just scared shitless so he agrees and wow barney is so nice and gets him patched up. And Gordon’s like well shit now I can’t stay here I got seen and Barney’s like. Hey you know damn well I ain’t gonna do anything to hurt you. Let’s be roomies it’ll be fun. Gordon agrees and wow they are so close now. Love wins also Gordon rides around in Barney’s shirt pockets btw. Barney started wearing shirts and jackets with breast pockets more specifically for Gordon it’s so awesome. Also the rescas still happen. I have stuff for like plot of HL2 but it’s a lot and this post is already long sory
Sorry I have a terrible brain disease if you read all of this god have mercy your wretched soul I hope you didn’t catch the illness
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hey, bb, writers block is a bitch but we know you’re an even badder one 😌 take care of yourself!! ✨🤎
ANYHOO, how about our Eddie with #14 (I think?) on the funny list: "I'm not going to stop poking you until you give me some attention."
a/n: ahhh thank u meda <33 hoping this helps beat my severe writers block hehehe
PROMPT LIST: #14: "I'm not going to stop poking you until you give me some attention."
Attention | Eddie Munson x Gn! Reader
warnings: none! | word count: 1102 (thinking i may not understand what the word "drabble" means...)
Eddie sits at the edge of his bed, his tongue hangs out just a sliver behind his teeth and the look of concentration hangs heavy on his squinted eyelids as he peers down at the guitar in his lap. You watch him from just inches away, your stomach laid out on his bed with your head perched in your hands and your legs kicked back behind you. Eddie strums a somewhat flat-sounding chord, one that makes your ears burn- you twist your face before letting it fall with a huff. Eddie had been desperately trying to learn the opening guitar riff to Metallica's Master of Puppets since just about the moment he woke up this morning.
Once more he strummed a similar chord, of equal flat sounding-ness.
"Eddie," You groan, lengthening the vowels of his name in drawn-out discontent. He doesn't answer, and a growing frustration begins to burn a fire inside you, "Edward." You hiss.
Eddie sucks his bottom lip between his top teeth, scrunching his face down at his lap,
"Hm?" He hums, barely acknowledging your presence, not even lifting his head to greet you.
"You've been playing the same like 4 notes all day," You whine, letting your head fall from it's delicate spot against your hands, dramatically swinging it down to the mattress below. You take in a large inhale and sigh loudly against the sheets, still, despite your obvious efforts to gain your boyfriend's attention, he seems unmoved.
You slowly peer your head back up to see if Eddie was even looking at you but his face was still so concentrated on that god damn guitar,
"I can't get this goddamn riff down," Eddie mutters before placing his pick between his teeth, biting down against the thin plastic while his ringed fingers fumble with his guitar's tuning peg.
"Clearly," You groan, holding your head in a propped-up hand once more.
Eddie doesn't reply, instead, he strums the same fucking note again. You drop your forehead forward so it's the only part of your head that sits in your hand and rub your skin in unconcealed annoyance.
"I came over here to spend time with you, you know," Irritation flicks heavy off your tongue as you complain to Eddie.
"You are with me," He says, his voice is cool and non-defensive, naively unaware of your frustration. Eddie places the pick back between his teeth and tongue before returning his fingers to the tuning pegs, "Can't get the tone right." He mumbles to himself, his long, wavy locks rustling around his face as he shakes his head.
You peel your head away from your hands and lift your head upward to get a look at Eddie. His face contorts in all sorts of ways while his fingers graze the top of his guitar, he's all too wrapped up in this, and if he didn't look so god damn pretty perhaps you'd find a way to actually be mad at him. Instead, only annoyance sits in your bones, its ever-growing presence rattles beneath your skin, keeping you unable to stay still.
You move your finger forward, pushing it against the rough denim that covers Eddie's thigh. Eddie doesn't notice the action- too focused on tuning his guitar- and so you do it again, pressing your finger into his thigh once more, and more, and more. Eddie's eyes flick to your hand and his brows furrow slightly before his gaze returns back to the guitar in his lap. Still, you persist, your fingers moving upwards to poke at Eddie's side and you let your fingertip dip against his soft flesh. Eddie twitches slightly at the touch, but no words leave his lips, so you poke at him again.
"What are you doing?" Eddie asks, and there's a certain lightheartedness to his voice that makes you ache- like he didn't even consider you'd be trying to catch his attention after he'd barely spoken to you for the last few hours. "It tickles, baby, stop."
"I'm not going to stop poking you until you give me some attention." You assert with pointed words.
"You have my attention, baby." He responds, almost flippantly, his eyes still not having moved from his guitar.
"No, I don't," You whine, your voice coming our more pained than you had planned, exposing the true depth of your upset.
Eddie's eyes finally leave his guitar and find themselves planted on your frowning face,
"Baby," His face drops, and his soft, big eyes well up with concern upon their shift towards your gaze, "What's wrong?"
You jut out your bottom lip and rest your chin upon both of your hands,
"You've been ignoring me, like, all day." You mumble, trying to keep your voice even to hide how upset you'd truly become.
Eddie's head leans to the side before his eyes flicker down to his guitar, and he sighs, a sudden realization of his inattentiveness hitting him.
"I have," Eddie concedes, not putting up a fight, "Haven't I?" His mouth scrunches up at one side, indicating a disappointment with himself.
You nod against your hands, your gaze still unmoving from Eddie. Eddie lifts his guitar from his lap, leaning forward to gently place it on the floor next to his bed before sitting up and returning his eyes to you.
"I'm sorry, baby," Eddie apologizes, his eyes soft and sad in response to his own negligence, "Are you mad at me?"
You shake your head, "No," You admit, "Just want to talk to you, that's all- but you've been too focused on Metallica, apparently."
"I know," Eddie sighs, "No more Metallica- Master of Puppets can wait, I'm all yours."
"All mine?" You simper.
"All yours, baby." A small smile comes to Eddie's lips in response to your own. Eddie pats his thigh, beckoning you to sit up from your position on your stomach, "C'mere."
You place your hands down against the mattress and they sink into the malleable material as you push your body weight into them to lift yourself up. You rest on your shins, just about eye level with Eddie now. Eddie shuffles closer to you, so his thigh brushes against your knees, he reaches out a gentle hand, caressing your cheek before leaning in to plant his lips against yours. You immediately melt into the small affection, completely forgetting about the hours spent with Eddie just out of reach. Your lips mold against Eddie's, kissing him sweetly.
Eddie pulls away, just barely a few inches away from your face, his hand still stuck against your cheek,
"Can you forgive me, sweetheart?" He asks, earnestly.
"I already have."
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droppin some tea cuz why not omg im supposed to me studying chemistry ughh anyhoo so i hv these 2 friends a guy and a girl right and i became friends with them only like half a year back anyway we went to the movies and on the way back our uber was bout to abandon us and it was raining and the girl was full on having an anxiety attack and let it slip that she likes girls. anyhoo i was like chill bruv ppl who luv u will accept u n wht not but the guy is like what , he was in shock kind of and i gathered obv that he liked her very much , over a year might i add as i asked the girl who said she kind of guessed anyway this mf guy just after 1 or 2 months of this confesses love to me and i dont know why it's so annoying to me bcuz i feel he felt rejected by her indirectly n now knows he has no chance so hes coming to me i look kinda like her so wtf am i like a second option. so anyhoo i told him exactly this and might i add this confession was over text like what a coward ryt and the next day this mf jus continues doting over the other girl and acting like her puppy and ik she doesnt lik him but im pretty sure she enjoys the attention yuh thas it rant over im actually ur mutual lol but i din wanna reveal identity okie
as an attention whore i'm in no position to judge your friend but i can sure as hell judge that man. he's embarrassing himself SO BAD. like this is pathetic levels of desperate omfg 😭 so glad you called him out on his bs. hope he looks in the mirror and realizes how much of a clown he is soon
#anti men forever and always 🙏🏼#girlblogging#this is what makes us girls#just girly things#this is a girlblog#sapphic#anon#asks#send asks
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hi zak, thanks to you... i have converted to a mariluke enjoyer fjsjndk
it's a surprise to me how marius and luke share quite a lot of similarities somehow? you mentioned how they both yearn for simple mundanities... marius because of how his past doesn't let him such things and luke because he's certain his future won't let him. they're both self-sacrificing in their own way, not wanting to be a burden to others.
(additional points, both terrible sleeping schedules... luke's aquarium visit card? marius's bday aquarium date event? baby marius' love for orca? i just want them to go to an aquarium and tuck them in nice heavy blankets as i kiss them both in the foreheads)
MWEHEHEHE, THIS ASK MAKES ME VERY HAPPY CUZ LIKE
always a joy to see another mariluker :DDD
marius and luke are really such insanely complementary characters once u start digging into them. like, i started shipping them at first simply because their dynamic was so fun to write in fanfic, but the more i wrote the more i was like oh dang you two are two sides of the same coin
also omg i see u mustve come from my twitter! context for others, the mundanities thing thats mentioned is this
thats just one example of so many where like.....theyre coming from different perspectives but sometimes end up with a similar view (ex. luke being taken in by mc's family making him terrified of being a burden and bad person, marius thinking hes the reason he killed someone in his family making him terrified of being a burden and bad person......KIDS CAN WE LIGHTEN UP?)
it's so fun picking into these two more cuz theres so many of these links that can be drawn and at the end of the day, it ultimately means that marius and luke have a lot of meaningful common ground and cld be able to understand each other so well. it looked unlikely at first, but these two have so many intersections where both thought they were isolated, and having someone who gets you on that kind of level....well thats an awesome core for a ship :'D
also gOSH I PLAYED THAT BIT IN MARIUS' BDAY EVENT THE AQUARIUM DATE STRUCK ME AS SO CUTE AND MY TERMINAL MARILUKE BRAIN WAS THINKING ABT HOW MUCH THEYD HAVE FUN TOGETHER AT AN AQUARIUM DATE OF THEIR OWN ;-;
i feel u so much anon. i also want to tuck them in....be happy, my blorbies.....
anyhoo, glad ur enjoying mariluke!! i hope to a new write fic for them soon, but til then, theres TONS of fantastic mariluke fic out there already. hope u enjoy ur stay at this ship :D!!!
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Hullo, hey, hi! How are you?? 💜
Here be the finished Mystrade from my little WIP preview posts, hooray! 💜💜💜 They’re just having a nice little moment, maybe after a night of sleeping in one anothers arms, maybe after some other more active activity, I just don’t know. ;3
I was having such trouble with the shading, you’ve no clue. I just... Yeah. I think I need to study some shading/general digital coloring tutorials. Like... I barely know how to color digitally, I just kinda wing it, in all honesty. >__>;;; So... Yes. UwU;
But yes! There we be. :D
Also! Before I go: Did you know you could have seen this a few days earlier?? It’s true! Over on my Patreon, you can see these arts a couple/few days early before I share them on the socials, including more WIPs and process stages. And for only $2! :O Excitingly amazing, no? >u>
Anyhoo... Yes. UwU I do so hope you enjoy, m’dears!
Hearts,
Carla 💜💜💜
#Mystrade#Mycroft Holmes#Greg Lestrade#Greg x Mycroft#BBC Sherlock#fanart#digital art#I just... I just like making men hairy#You can't stop me#;3#💜
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Hey!! Tomorrow I have an exam, a VVVVEEEEERRRRRRRYYYYYYYYYYYY important and huge exam and it's my first time writing it, and I'm not prepared at all (though they're all my favourite subjects) and I'm NOT freaking the life out of myself, like I know I'm going to fail, what's so new about it? But that's a very important exam and I'm afraid of aftermath of my exam. I'm so worried what my college lecturers would say 😭 like what do I even do??? I wish for a real miracle and I've been getting all negative signs (I'm a bit superstitious)... AAAAAAHHHHHH FREAK OUT GIRL and do whatever 😭😭
-🌙.
OH NO 😭😭😭
imma jus say.. try your hardest and maybe try studying extra extra hard before the day of the exam (for me stuff always sticks last minute) and idk what else to say but yeah HAVE HOPE
i would give you tips on the specific subject as long as it has NOTHING to do with MATH cause nigga i suck ASS at math like yooohh its bad 😭😭 (excuse my language) but anyways
don’t say ur gonna fail ☹️☹️ you’ll do great, trust me!! just have hope and all will go well (also i find that eating something i like before an exam lifts my mood so make sure to eat well!!). and don’t worry about what the lecturers think, you were amazing enough to get in so fuck what they think fr (with respect)
anyhoo love u
good luck moonie, im rooting for you!! 🫶🏾🫶🏾
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