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moonstruckme · 3 months

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Hello my love! I have a request for a quick little blurby with whoever you think it fits! Basically, the reader has an extensive skin care routine, but she’s sick so all she wants to do is lay bed, but the beautiful man is helping her do it because he knows how much it means to her! Am I projecting? Yes because I’m sick as a dog right now and I didn’t do my skin care routine at all but I just didn’t have the energy to 🥺💕

Hi honey! Hope you're feeling a bit better <3

This isn’t very relaxing lmao apologies, he’s doing his best. And maybe modern au? Because I didn’t feel like researching 80s skincare

Eddie Munson x fem!reader ♡ 814 words

“Shit,” Eddie hisses when you wince, pulling the washcloth away to kiss your eyelid. “Keep ‘em shut tight, baby, we don’t want this stuff getting in there.”

“They are shut.” Your face pinches as he continues to scrub at your lashes with the washcloth. “I’m just not usually this rough with them, Eds. You’re going to tear out my eyelashes.”

“Doing this?” He sounds dubious. “They can’t be very hardy, then.”

“They’re not.”

“Okay, okay.” He swipes the last of your mascara off a bit more delicately. “I can’t believe you went to work like this. I told you you were way too sick to go.”

“I was fine this morning.”

“You almost passed out pouring your cereal.”

You open your eyes to stare him down, daring him with your whole face to push you. You’re way too exhausted for this. “I’m calling in tomorrow, okay?”

“You bet you are, trouble.”

You open your mouth to snipe at him, but Eddie swoops in for a kiss as he finishes with your makeup remover and you sink back into the mattress, nullified.

“What’s next?” he asks sweetly. “That watery shit?”

“Toner, yeah. Thanks.”

He makes a sound like you’re welcome, a bit of cheek to it. You decide it’s probably deserved, since you keep disparaging him while he’s doing you a favor.

Eddie wets your washcloth with toner, passing it over your skin before reaching for your serum. You close your eyes as he brings the dropper just underneath them, like he’s seen you do a million times, and dribbles the glossy liquid onto your skin. He’s quick to chase it with his fingers, murmuring expletives under his breath as some of it drips onto your pillow before he can get it. You laugh, and he pinches your cheek meanly.

“Stay still, or I’ll get it in your mouth.”

You quickly smooth your face into expressionlessness, your poker face immaculate, and then Eddie laughs too. You open your eyes at the sound.

Eddie’s eyes hover above yours, lashes kissing as he grins toothily. A few frizzy curls have escaped the ponytail he’s confined the rest in. They tickle your cheeks when he moves, using his finger to distribute some of the serum onto your chin.

“You got it all over?” you ask him. Softly, like his proximity requires a hushed tone.

Eddie's thumb digs into your chin fondly, his smile broadening. You can see his canines. “Yup. You’re all shined up, sweet thing. How long do you leave it for again?”

“Until it dries.”

“And how long’s that?”

You shrug. “Ten, fifteen minutes. It doesn’t have to be all the way dry, just mostly.”

He nods. You listen to the passing of cars outside, the beginnings of crickets as darkness falls. Eddie starts sweeping his thumb back and forth over your shoulder.

“You look so fucking pretty,” he says quietly, “even though I know you’re the plague personified right now. How do you do that?”

Try as you might to tamp it down, you can’t help the smile that spreads across your features. “Every night when you go to sleep,” you tell him, “I take a little bit of your hair and use it to brew a potion in the kitchen. I’m slowly stealing your beauty, bit by bit.”

“Fucking knew it,” he growls, dipping his head to nip playfully at your neck.

You yelp and set your hands on his shoulders, warning him breathlessly about getting his hair in your serum.

“Fine,” he relents. “I know you’re full of shit anyway. You’ve been this killer since the day I met you.” He flashes a grin, canines and all. “And I only get more beautiful with time, so I know you’re not siphoning it off me. Nice try.”

“You’ve got me there.” You smile back, but it’s a half-hearted effort.

Eddie makes a low humming sound, thumb once again rubbing your shoulder. “You okay, baby? Your chest still hurting?”

“No, it’s not as bad.” The words leave you in a thoughtless sigh, and Eddie frowns, bending over to press a chaste kiss to your sternum. The sweet gesture pushes up against the pressure already thick and uncomfortable in the back of your throat. “I’m just really tired,” you admit, and to your mortification the words come out with a teary edge.

Eddie doesn’t seem to mind, only a flicker of concern passing over his face as his hand moves to cup the side of your head, stroking the baby hairs at your temple.

“Hey, that’s okay. You can go to sleep, I’ll finish up here. S’just the moisturizer left, right?” You nod, swallowing, and he mirrors you. “I can handle that. Get some shut eye, sweet thing. I’ll take care of you.”

You let your eyes close, the steady movement of Eddie’s thumb on your temple easing you towards slumber, because you know he will.

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leighsartworks216 · 7 months

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I Come With Knives Pt3

Astarion x gn!Tav/Reader

Class is over and I am finally back home so I can post this chapter here now lmao

Warnings: trauma, blood, blood drinking, violence, fear, self-destructive coping mechanism, emotional abuse, physical abuse (grabbing, pulling)

I can add more just lemme know what I missed <3

Word Count: 1,050

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She haunts you again tonight. You could feel her hands running over your body, tugging your head to one side as she dug her teeth into the mark on your neck. You see her ruby red eyes, dark with desire for your blood, stare at you as she drinks, deeper and deeper until you can’t feel anything. Her smile, lips painted red with gore, as she coos you to unconsciousness.

You refuse another attempt at sleep. Your lids are heavy, your bones feel like jelly, but you can’t bear to go through this song and dance every night. You didn’t have her here to remove all rational thought and send you off into dreamlessness. And while it pleases you endlessly to be away, you wish for just one night where you don’t see her. The only time that’s happened so far was after Astarion came to you, begging for something more substantial to eat. His eyes, the same shade but somehow softer than hers, as he kissed your hand.

The moon and stars offered you no solace tonight. The moon was new - a shadow against the already-dark sky. The stars were covered by clouds. Laying still, on your back, made you restless. You could almost picture Kir Parthene crawling over you, straddling you between her legs.

Astarion finds you after his hunt, tending to the fire. It'd been close to cinders when he left, but now it burnt as though it'd never gone out. You threw dry twigs onto it and stoked it with a longer branch. He sat down next to you.

"If you keep staying up like this, dear, you won't be able to fight." His tone was teasing, but his eyes betrayed his concern. "Is it her again?"

You shudder and tighten yourself into a ball, protecting yourself from the dangers of the world. "I can't stop dreaming about her," you whisper. Your voice shakes; you're terrified of the hold she has over you. "She's always just... there. Lingering. Waiting."

The light flickers against you both. It's pleasantly warm. The shadows it throws only accentuate your exhaustion, deepening the circles forming under your eyes. Even Astarion doesn't look as tired as you.

The tadpole squirms behind your eye, swishing back and forth. You can feel Astarion's reaching out. "You don't want to see it."

"No," he agrees. "But I want to know." You look at him from the corner of your eye. His face is set. Serious. "Show me."

The tadpole doesn't stop wriggling as you think. You dig your fingers into your pants, searching for any way to ground yourself here, now, in this camp, surrounded by allies and friends. And you let him in.

He's immediately thrown into a memory - or perhaps something stitched together from your dreams. He sees through your eyes. He's terrified. His heart is racing against his ribcage, pounding so hard he's breathless.

The door slams open. A woman, tall and beautiful and vicious, marches in. "On the bed," she commands. It's almost a shout. He can't scramble fast enough. She grabs him by the hair and tosses him in the center.

But he doesn't make a sound. He knows, somehow, that screaming would only make it worse. Any sign of pain - she would tear you apart.

There is nothing erotic or sensual in the way she mounts you, grabbing your arm to pull your shoulder down as she rips your head to one side. He's suddenly aware of his nudity. He's on display, showing everyone just who he belongs to.

She digs her teeth into his throat, biting so hard and deep he fears she may rip out his jugular. She drinks deeply, messily. Blood drips steadily onto the bed. He can hear her gasping and sucking and- too much. It's too much.

His head spins, but he can't say anything. He can't feel his fingers, or his body. He can't feel anything. His eyes fight to stay open as he stares at the ceiling - an intricate painting of angels and devils lining the dome-shaped structure. And he's praying. He can feel it - thoughts just at the back of his mind, whispered a million times before, begging for anyone to save him. To spare his life. To live another day. Another hour.

Kir Parthene pulls away, drawing the blood on her chin to her lips with the swipe of a finger. She smiles. Wicked. Pleased. He wants to whimper and back away as she leans down, caressing his cheek and kissing his forehead, but he can't. He can't, because if he does, he'll be punished.

"My good pet," she purrs. "Sleep. Sleep, my precious little thing."

His head hurts as he's shot back to his own mind. He winces around the ache as he turns to you.

You're no longer shuddering. No longer gripping tightly to your pants. You stare into the fire with glazed over eyes. You're numb. Seeing it all again surpassed your fear and hollowed you out. Gutted you until you're nothing but a shell.

Regret and guilt sit uneasy in his chest. He reaches out slowly, delicately touching your arm.

And you gasp. Tears fall from your eyes in an instant, fear and the need to protect yourself turning to upset and sorrow. You shut your eyes tightly, hands rubbing roughly at the scar on your neck, like you'll remember you weren't bitten tonight. But you're going to scratch it open, and he's even more terrified of how you'll react if you do.

He grabs your wrists and hold your hands away. You fight against him, but not because you have to get away. You just need to feel that she's not there. "It's alright, love. You're alright. She's not here. She won't get you." He's not even worried about waking the others up - all he can focus on is you.

Slowly, your strength dies. You sob. It's ugly and broken, and more emotion than you'd ever let show around your master. He hushes you and lets go of your wrists to hold your shoulders. You cover your face. Your whole body shakes, wracked with each heaving breath.

"You're okay," he whispers again. He can hear shuffling as the others are awoken. He can't even begin to explain your pain to them. "You're safe. I promise."

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eyelessjacksmask · 5 months

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eyeless jack with a reader who is scared of spiders, like deathly afraid to the point they have panic attacks (OUTING MYSELF LMAO BC I HATE THEM) and one day someone (maybe like masky? idk lmao) decides to play a prank on them with a fake spider and the reader freaks out and masky is confused because it's just a fake spider and jeff is like "you're in for it lmao" and ej comes up and is pissed and helps calm the reader?

a/n: This was my first request and honestly it was perfect because I too am terrified of spiders lol! I have not been writing lately, the last time I wrote was probably 3 years ago, so I apologize if it's rocky!

Eyeless Jack x reader who is scared of spiders

TW: spiders, panic attack

Spiders are a common fear, quite a few people are scared of them.

You’d say you were actually terrified of them though. Just seeing one from across the room caused you to freak out.

Everyone in the mansion respected this, doing their best to not point out a spider or trying to remove it before you see it.

Yes, even Jeff. He was an asshole and he liked seeing people scared, but he considered you a friend and the last thing he wanted was to upset you (well, really upset you. He did like to tease you every now and then)

Plus, you’re with Jack, and given he’s very protective of you and the whole demon thing, no one wants to risk making him mad.

Except for Masky. In his defense though, he didn’t know exactly how scared you were of them. He thought you’d be a little scared and then laugh once you found out it was just a plastic spider.

Obviously, he was an idiot.

You were sitting on the couch, tired from playing outside with Sally, when Masky sat next to you.

“Hey, want to see something cool?”

You turn to face him, smiling as you nod.

That smile quickly turns to a frown when you see the spider he put on your lap.

You jump up, backing into the wall as you start hyperventilating, sobbing, and screaming to get it off.

Masky laughs as he picks it up, telling you “It’s just plastic, it’s not real!” He holds it out to you, but you only scream to get it away, unable to back up anymore due to the wall.

He quickly realizes that you were not hearing anything he said as he watched you stand there shaking.

“What the fuck happened?” You barely can make out Jeff's figure through your blurred vision.

“It was a prank! I didn’t think they’d get this scared!” Masky groans, now really regretting what he did.

“Are you really that fucking stupid?! They’re terrified of spiders, you KNEW that.” Jeff turns and glares at Masky. “Fucking idiot.”

“I’m sorry!” And he does mean it, but that doesn’t seem to matter much now.

“Oh, you’re going to be really fucking sorry.”

Jack storms up to him, shoving him against the couch. “I’ll deal with you later.”

Even Jeff is a bit taken aback. He’s never heard Jack sound so pissed.

“Hey, darling. Look at me.” Jack is now in front of you. His hand is gently lifting your chin up. “You’re okay. It’s not a real spider, you’re safe.”

You let him wrap you in his arms as you finally start to calm down.

“I’m sorry,” you squeak out.

“Don’t be, love. You have nothing to apologize for.” He rubs your back as he gently rocks you back and forth, the movement helping you calm down.

He continues to hold you until you are fully calm and able to breathe normally.

Even though you're calm now, he’ll stay by your side for the rest of the day, every now and then looking in Masky’s direction who can feel the glare even if he can’t see it.

Jack wants to hurt him for what he did to you, but he decides that letting Masky live in fear for the next few days, anxiously waiting for him to pounce, is much more amusing.

#creepypasta #eyeless jack #eyeless jack x reader #eyeless jack x you #eyeless jack x y/n #creepypasta x reader #creepypasta headcanon #creepypasta imagines #jeff the killer #masky #creepypasta hcs #eyeless jack hc #eyeless jack headcanon

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rosepascal · 1 year

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Aliit ori’shya tal’din | Din Djarin x Adopted!Reader

summary: Aliit ori’shya tal’din: Family is more than blood

warnings: reader was abandoned at birth so all the things that come with that. A little sad but mostly fluff I swear. Also I use Djarin as his first name because I can lmao. Ngl I totally thought his name was Din but its not and that's how it be.

a/n: hi!! Okay so when I saw that scene I knew I had to write something for it. This fic is very personal to me and I just want to express that I am writing from my own personal experience of being adopted. The feelings that I felt and some of the things that I think. That being said please understand that I do not speak for the experiences of everyone who is adopted. We've all had our different experiences and the trauma is not the same. Anyways I really hope you enjoy this fic <3

Peace.

For the first time in a long time, you felt at peace. The small cabin in Nevarro was perfect. You couldn’t even remember the last time you had a home that wasn’t a ship. For years you had been running from city to city. Picking up a few odd jobs just in order to survive. Until you met Din Djarin and Grogu.

That asshole Mandalorian came in and wrecked havoc at the tavern you were working at and killed your best customer. You didn’t hesitate to chew him out, not even the pistol in his hand scared you.

He liked that.

The life of a bounty hunter Mandalorian was a lonely one and it often meant that he had to take care of every problem that arose. It was just supposed to be a one time gig. He needed someone who knew the planet and you needed money. But when the bounty was captured and you helped him drag the body back to his ship he changed his mind. Inviting you to stay with him in exchange for credits and a place to live.

You’d be a fool not to accept. So you did. You took his hand and ran. Hopping from bounty to bounty and discovering every corner of the galaxy. He showed you things you could only dream of, and gave you the life you always wished for.

Din Djarin was so much more than just a Mandalorian. For every moment he was ruthless and cold, he was caring and sweet. He became your kar'ta, your heart and you his cyar’ika.

Then you found the kid and somehow your already crazy life got even crazier. But now it’s over, well not over. Bounty hunting was still going to be your life but now it was for the New Republic.

“Din Grogu!” You shake your head as you look outside the window and see him harassing a few frogs that sit by the pond outside of the cabin. He drops the frogs and turns his head towards you, babbling cutely. Letting out a sigh you walk outside and sit next to him.

“You’re bored aren’t you.” He coos in agreement and looks back to the poor frogs.

“I know, but your father will return soon.” Normally he gets to come with him on his hunts but the latest bounty was far too dangerous and considering you were healing from the last bounty, it was decided for you and Grogu to stay.

“Why don’t we go into town and pick up some fresh food?” His wide eyes look up at you and he nods his little head.

Though he’s old enough to walk on his own, you bring the carrier anyways. Just in case he gets tired. The trip takes longer than you meant it to. With Grogu wanting to stop and eat every colorful thing he saw. You couldn’t say no to him though, you’d give that kid the world if he asked.

Soon night fell and with no sign of Djarin you knew that Grogu would be disappointed. He watches the window, his ears moving just a bit as if he’s listening for that starfighter.

“Din..” You call and he lets out a small patu. He responded to his full name and just Grogu, but sometimes when you called for Din both of your boys would turn their heads. Smiling, you pick him up and take him outside.

“You really love that name.” Setting him down you watch as he wanders towards an empty area just beside the bond.

Plopping onto the ground and laying on his back. Star gazing, oh you love to star gaze. You saw the stars all the time during your travels, you should be sick of them by now. But the view of the stars from the planet’s surface is something else. There’s blues and purples and stars that shone white, blue, and orange. It’s breathtaking and beautiful and it makes you feel like you could just breathe.

“I’m just like you.” The ground is warm as you lie next to him. He tilts his head, his big eyes staring at you in confusion. He climbs into your arms and cuddles into your side.

“My parents, well I’m not sure where they are now.”

Tatoonie was your home planet. When you were just a baby you were left. Alone. Just a scared little kid, crying and too young to truly understand what was happening. You don’t remember any of it but maybe that’s a good thing. You were found wrapped in a scrap of nice, warm fabric and taken in.

The people who found you, your family, they took you in and raised you as their own. When you were old enough they told you what happened. Even gave you the scraps that you were found in.

Like Grogu you were adopted. You don’t know much about his past. Apparently he was 50 years old but he didn’t speak and acted like a child. All you knew is that you loved him and he was yours and Djarins.

“I was adopted as a baby,” "Staring at the sky you watch as a star falls, leaving a brilliant white trail,

“Do you ever think about your parents?” You ask him. He only babbles in response.

“I do. Not very often but sometimes when it’s late and I can’t sleep.” He moves his head closer to you and you wrap your arm closer to him.

“But it’s weird right, because they’re my parents but they aren’t my family.” They gave you life and you will be forever grateful for that, but they aren’t your family. Sometimes you wonder why, why they left you. Why couldn't they take care of you? If they even wanted you, but you never let yourself get too far down that spiral.

There’s a phrase in Mando’a. Aliit ori’shya tal’din. Family is more than blood. Family is the child in your arms and the handsome Mandalorian who would lay down his life for you. Family are the ones who take care of you and love you no matter what. This is your family.

“I know you love your father and he loves you so much.” Sitting up you set Grogu in your lap. Admiring his adorable face.

“If you ever begin to doubt your place in this world, know that you belong with us. Jedi or Mandalorian. You are our family.” He coos and reaches his tiny hands for you.

“Never doubt how much you mean to us little one.” Closing your eyes you gently rest your forehead against his.

His hand reaching for your face. He lets out a small squeal at the sound of a very familiar ship zooming past the cabin. He’s home. Standing up you wipe the dust from your pants, watching as the ship lands closely and a very familiar figure appears from the cockpit. His little legs can only go so fast but once he gets close enough he launches himself at his father.

“Welcome home my kar'ta,” You hum happily as he presses his helmet to your forehead.

“I missed you cyar’ika.” He sounds tired as he wraps his arm around your waist.

“We missed you too.” He hums happily as he guides you back to the cabin. He promised that it would be a good amount of downtime before the next bounty which meant plenty of time for just the three of you.

Your Mandalorian, your child. Your family.

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chlix · 6 months

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skz as patrons at the library where i work

Genre: crack Synoposis: literally what it says on the tin lmao Members: OT8!! maknae line below the cut :)

Disclaimer in case my boss sees this that I love my job and almost all of our patrons <3 also none of these statements describe a specific person they’re just amalgamations of things we do and see every day

CHAN:

Mostly comes in to use our wifi/study rooms

Once asked us if we had a spare ethernet cable+hookup and we were all like ummmm we don’t really do that here?

Accumulated a $0.50 fine on his account and was extremely apologetic while paying it off like dude it’s okay it’s not that serious

Needs to print like 150 pages off of his laptop every single week and we feel bad for being annoyed because he’s really very nice about it*

Leaves ten minutes before closing <333

*this is annoying because printing off your own laptop means we have to leave our desk and go get your papers from the wireless printer the back office, whereas if you printed from the library computers you could get it yourself from the public printers

MINHO:

Runs a whole-ass business out of our meeting rooms

Like seriously shouldn’t you have an office space or a building for this….but no he checks out the same room key almost every day like clockwork

Actually doesn’t even live in our township but pays the PLAC fee because he likes our facilities better

Every time he tries to speak to us at the desk and it echoes he goes, “Wow sound really travels in here doesn’t it?”

When you ask him for his name for the financial records he jokingly refuses to tell you because “You should know who I am by now”

CHANGBIN:

Constantly forgets that he has to check out items that are on the holds shelf before leaving

It's such an issue like we've marked more than ten books as missing/lost but it turns out he just took them and left

Regularly attends the adult programming, like book clubs and mental health information sessions, always thanks the presenter for their time <3

Uses the library as Google, will call us and ask “Where’s the cheapest gas station close to where I am?” like sir where are you????

Has a punch card for the coffee machine and will stand around and make small talk while the coffee brews

HYUNJIN:

Gets so unbelievably embarrassed to come up to the desk for any reason as we’re going to verbally berate him for asking us a question

Bitches about every fine no matter how small, will ask for a manager over $0.75.

Seriously he does not like owing money. He got a book wet one time on vacation and paid for it as passive-aggressively as possible

“I’m telling you that the person before me must have done that because I would never treat a book that way, I treat all my books well and I’m one of the most frequent users of the library” like ok sir that'll be $27.99

One of those people that finds weeding atrocious and hates when he sees damaged books in the trash

Constantly complains about how the classics section lacks diversity (he’s right but us circ assistants can’t do anything about it)

JISUNG:

Has about a hundred books checked out on his account and can never remember which ones are next

He has a phone plan with a weird provider so we can’t text him notices and even though we explain this several times he constantly complains that he doesn’t get notices by text

Tries to pay his fines off with Apple Pay and can’t understand why we, a library using a cash register from 2007, do not take Apple Pay

Once used a website that made the computer set off a LOUD ASS ALARM for being a “forbidden or unsafe network” and we were all like what the hell did you do like even porn doesn’t set off an alarm????

Always asks to “use the bathroom really quick” after we’ve officially closed and forces us to stay an extra 20 minutes because we can’t shut anything down until the building is empty

FELIX:

Never actually reserves a meeting room but will always come to the front desk and ask if there’s one available and will be SHOCKED if we’re booked straight through for the day

Regularly brings in books for donation and when he pays fines in cash he always hands us a $20 and says to keep the change <3

Notices every minute change to the layout like “Why are the atlases no longer at the front of nonfiction?” and we’re like when was the last time you even checked out an atlas

Gets embarrassed if a book he wants is in the teen or children’s section and asks us to go get it for him

Can never connect to Libby because he keeps forgetting his PIN number so he calls us to reset it like once a month

SEUNGMIN:

Checks out a TON of DVDs. Treats this place like Netflix fr

Will request we get a movie that’s currently in theaters and we’re like “It’s not even out on disc yet so we literally can’t buy it”

Prefers to hand all his returns to a desk person and watch us check them in while he’s there instead of putting them in the return so he can "make sure" he doesn't get any fines

Asks us why mysteries are shelved separately from all the other books because it’s confusing as to what is and isn’t a mystery (we have no clue either)

Likes picking books off the cart while you’re shelving because they're "peer reviewed" and "probably better than what's on the shelves"

JEONGIN:

Constantly forgets his library card and is forced to come up to the desk so we can check his books out

Does not understand the difference between librarians and circulation assistants and so is always asking circ assistants do work that only librarians can do

“What do you mean you’re not a librarian? Isn’t everyone who works in a library a librarian?”

Thinks literally everything is going to get him banned from the library as if you'd get banned from the library for...using the services we offer?

Got anxious when we entered the room with a giant mallet after he reported one of the tables was stuck and we had to explain we were not going to attack him and we use the mallet to fix stuck tables

Walks away with room keys sometimes and returns them like 30 minutes before we close in an absolute PANIC

#this is the pinnacle of posts that are only funny to me #skz crack #incorrect skz #skz headcanons #skz imagines #bang chan headcanons #lee felix headcanons #lee minho headcanons #seo changbin headcanons #yang jeongin headcanons #hwang hyunjin headcanons #kim seungmin headcanons #han jisung headcanons

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luckyqueenreign · 11 months

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Once again I almost ran over here after the very first scene💀💀💀 so let me get into it…

1. These episodes were not as strong or as long as the first 3 but these writers are funny as hell (not sure if it’s intentional or just actually bad writing but it’s enjoyable🤡)

2. I SCARED MY DAMN DOG LAUGHING SO HARD AT THE PUBLIC VOTE…. OF COURSE fusebox found the one way to get our partner stolen without it being our “twins fault”. I think Amelia redeemed herself for me afterwards when they had their cute twin moment though and I’m still picking all the nice options

3. Of course Amelia’s bedtime outfit is hotter than our options🙄

4. Baby Lewie sleeping on the daybeds🥹🥹 what an angel. I just might have to take the soft route this season💀

5. Bella is the real friend here, thank god FB has *hopefully* learned after the Dana BS that if we say we aren’t into girls we don’t want you to keep asking! No shade to those that want a female Li but I love that she pulled us for a friendly chat and i like her better than Grace

6. Portuguese Party Boy….. that line had me rolling. But he’s not it for me so I led him on but didn’t let him kiss me and told the islander’s he likes me better than I like him. Sorry Roberto looks like I’m staying loyal to Lew until Elliot/Hamish pull up

7. PLEASE TELL ME YOU PICKED THE DIAMOND SCENE TO HAVE HIM FEED YOU THE DESSERT IN FRONT OF LEW?!?! I couldn’t do that to Lew Lew since I’m not into Roberto but please give us a run down since you’re in your villain era😈

8. The jealousy scene between Lewie and Roberto was hands down the best part of this volume and I will die on that hill

9. I can’t wait til Ivy gets absolutely shut down by Baby Lew next week. Ain’t no way he’s gonna kiss her after he just came to tell us she’s been all over him and he doesn’t like it. I can’t wait to see her fall off that high horse of hers and come running back to Ryan with her tail between her legs🥱

AHHH love your takes !!

did u do the Ozzy scene during truth or dare?! and the pool scene. fb couldve just given me that this week and I wouldve been ok.

2. this was SOOOOO UNSERIOUS why would they do this literally every single time. there are 14 volumes and like 87 hotties waiting to come in still. Why does fb keep pushing the agenda that I care THIS much about my first LI. Girly I dont! he's just my placeholder until I can fully unlock Ozzy

3. LMAO I dont even remember what it was but now im desperate to go back and look. I loved the pink lingerie with the robe. thats the one I chose

4. this was super cute 💖 even though im fully waiting for Ozzy im going to stay on Lewie's route until I get there.

5. I love Bella and I'm def going to need another bestie after I get with Ozzy. Grace is already starting to get so annoyed/mad at my MC bc shes clearly going for Ozzy 😬

6. I DIED at Portuguese Party Boy...they were trying to pull a Davide from last summers IRL LI UK. and I was def screaming at the reference

7. OK so I didn't bc I didnt want to do that to Lew!!! like flaunting Ozzy in front of him is one thing but willingly going for a boy I know I dont want...I couldnt do it!

8. STRONG AGREE!! I need more jealousy pls fb!! And not just from the girls!! For me I need Ozzy to get a little jelly too...I am paying for all those diamond scenes! It's what I deserve!

#litg s6 #litg #love island game #double trouble

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dalishthunder · 5 months

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I'M BACK I'M NOT DEAD. Life's been hella busy and it will be again by the end of the week but I'm taking this little break and typing this while I can lol

As usual, amazing characterization, I'm deeply enjoying ramattra's inner monologue. He's still got these conflicting moments of not particularly caring for human habits/nature (like sleep. ignore that he seriously needs some more metaphorical rest himself) and at the same time appreciating reader's trust to share these moments with him. Also he was laser focused to have counted how many minutes until they stopped snoring lmao I loooove when 'noticing the small details' is taken to this extreme, there's something very endearing about it

Also

“Ramattra?” Your voice was hoarse as you sat up, sucking in air through your teeth and wincing.

“By your side.” He let his orb fall into his hand.

aAAAAAAAAAAAA (read: if i could word things a bit more smartly I'd say besides being heart-achingly sweet this perfectly captures his voice and the DOUBLE MEANING)

Okay now my favorite part of the chapter which is also the fic title THE GAME OF GO, I LITERALLY HAD THE BIGGEST GRIN WHEN I GOT TO THAT PART BC I HAD A FEELING I KNEW WHERE THAT WAS GOING AND IT'S SO MUCH BETTER THAN WHAT I IMAGINED

They let him go first? Okay. They placed the tile right next to his? Okayyy. They kept the board just for him?? Okay Okay. ACTUALLY WINNING?? BEATING HIS ASS AT GO THEN TELLING HIM YOU'RE STICKING TO HIS SIDE NO MATTER WHAT?? *insert that soyjack pointing meme* SYMBOLISM!!! TITLE REFERENCE!!!

This was a great cascade of events and also my favorite part about their dynamic (and how the fic is written), there's always two conversations happening at the same time with them; one with words and one without. And they both seem to see the two happening and it's so delicious

Three last things to note...

1. Ramattra holding back on his fantasies bc that's just silly it's never happening then the second reader goes "I'm staying btw" he immediately stops resisting LMAO

2. Zenyatta keeps getting referenced so I wonder if that's leading up to anything...

3. “… Please don’t ask me to shoot anyone though.” “We shall see.” THAT'S. THAT'S NOT A NO. RAMATTRA THAT'S NOT A NO.

I am so so excited to see what happens next bc reader will be probs directly involved w the decision making now, or at least come in as another factor and Ramattra's not gonna be happy with all of it...

- smile anon but you've probably already guessed hehe

Smile Anon I need you to know how much joy you bring me, sorry your life has been so busy, I definitely understand though (my job sent me on a business trip this week the week before Christmas! My bro has come to visit for the holidays and I miss out on a little bit of that)

I've read this at least 10 times like ... Hhhhhh you're so sweet thank you!

Yes! I have been doing my best to stay true to his voice and character, though I caught a few mistakes in earlier chapters that I went back and corrected bc I'm neurotic lol

I love this omnic so much it's insane, I'm so glad you enjoyed the game of go!!!!

And I love writing conversations where the words aren't the only focus because communication is more than just language

And yeah, it definitely was not a no 😏

#i hope you liked the new chapter as well #dalish mail #god i love ramattra so much i could SCREAM

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nightingaleflow · 11 months

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Gaara and Aki: 6

Nezumi and Lee: 11

Hifumi, Kakashi, and Gai: 16

Chojuro and Katsumi: 8

Gaara and Holly: 14

Sakura and Mariana: 15

Lee and Evie: 1

Tori and Gaara and Lee: 18

Jun and Gaara: 20

Gaara and Aki: 6

What small quirks do they love about each other?

Aki loves Gaara's scrunched up "thinking" face he makes when he thinks no one is looking. She thinks it's cute.

Gaara loves seeing Aki's experiments with her hair and beauty treatments. He doesn't think she needs them, but he likes seeing her happy.

Nezumi and Lee: 11

Who’s adorable when they’re sleepy, and who gets grumpy and irritable?

Lee is even more of a sweetie when he's tired, especially when he tries to stay awake because he doesn't want to miss anything.

Nezumi is the irritable grump when she's tired, but Lee just loves her anyway and holds her close until she falls asleep in his arms.

Hifumi, Kakashi, and Gai: 16

How do they hype each other up?

I mean you can guess how Gai does it lmao. He cheers as loudly as humanly possible and won't let up.

Hifumi is more subtle about her enthusiasm. She'll give them encouragement, but she won't get loud until they earn it.

Ahem, what was I talking about? Oh yeah.

And Kakashi's just his usual chill self. He gives them a smile and a thumbs up, and that says all he needs to say.

Chojuro and Natsumi: 8

Who gets jealous easier?

Natsumi. It wasn't a big deal in the early days, but after Chojuro was announced as the next Mizukage, he suddenly had people flocking him from all sides wanting to become his new lover. More than once, he had to stop Natsumi from setting them on fire from how brazen some of them got.

Gaara and Holly: 14

Where would they go on a 3am adventure?

If they went out, they'd probably go to one of Gaara's private greenhouses.

But let's be honest, at 3 am, you'd more likely find them getting adventurous in the comfort of their own home.

Sakura and Mariana: 15

Who has a hobby only the other knows about?

Sakura, once Mariana starts teaching her pole dancing. Holly and Evie know everything about Mari, so there aren't really any secrets on her side.

Lee and Evie: 1

Who makes the other blush all the time and who finds it adorable?

Oh, they make each other blush. They're each other's first everything, so they make each other blush all the time. They love it though - it means a lot to both of them that they have that much effect on someone.

Tori and Gaara and Lee: 18

Which one wears the “I’m with stupid” t-shirt?

None. Kankuro gifted it to Tori once as a joke. She gave it to Omoi (his boyfriend).

Jun and Gaara: 20

Who infodumps and who listens with heart eyes?

Gaara infodumps about cacti, being a jinchuriki, anything really - and Jun leans over the desk, listening with her head in her hands.

Thanks for the asks, Jmor! I can always count on you to get all the girls involved. <3

Ask me about my OC couples

#ask nightingale #justmyownreality #aki kamiya #nezumi chisaki #natsumi kaioh #hifumi ueno #holly reed #mariana rosales #evie moss #tori kawasaki #jun #oc talk

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raisethe-velvet · 1 year

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Lumi's first pride experience

except very little of this is going to end up being about the pride event itself and more the chaos that ensued during the rest of the trip. excluding the uh. issues with that girl i like. im sure you've all seen enough of that.

for anyone curious, the event in question that I attended was ChillOut Festival in Daylesford, Australia. I refrained from posting this while I was there as to not dox myself lmao

Saturday

so, after arriving at the place we were staying after a very very long drive, we go into Daylesford, which was about 15-20 minutes from where we were staying. not after almost getting locked out of the house, which one of my friends had to climb onto the deck of and pray the back door was unlocked so we could get back in. The parts of the event we were interested in going to had already ended by the time we got there, had sold out, or were probably meant for people older than ourselves (we were all 15-16, except for my friend's mum)

we buy food and go back to the house we were staying at. we had a makeshift karaoke night, then watched descendants and k-12, then stayed up until 2am talking about the most random shit, then fell asleep.

Sunday

we attend the pride street parade!! which was super fun. not really sure what to say about it? it was a pride parade. it was really cool though.

after that, we went to carnivale!! I bought some pronoun pins and stickers from an artist who was selling their work there. the music was really good, too. again, not sure what to write? it was just. fun. a lot of fun.

a few people told me they liked my outfit, especially my shoes. i was wearing some very cool shoes tbh

however, I am autistic so I did get quite overwhelmed by the crowds and noise later into the event. we ended up leaving at around 3-4pm. I wouldn't count that as a bad experience though.

we also made new friends there!! whom i did get the phone numbers and snapchats of. however i havent spoken to them since. um. but, one of the other friends i went with has been talking to them quite a lot. im very bad at starting conversations so uhh yeah. this is the friend who i have a crush on and who ended up developing a crush on the guy we met... a not-so-fun part of the trip.. anyway.

overall

I had a lot of fun!! we're planning to go back next year if we can. not sure what else to write. if you live in that area tho definitely attend next year if you can

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ageofnations · 1 year

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2022 Writers Tag

thank you @sammysvanfeet and @streamingcolors-gvf for tagging me in this! sorry this took so long!

I think it might be fun to look back on what we've all achieved this year, let you give yourselves a well deserved pat on the back and also share what you love.

1. How do you feel 2022 has gone in terms of writing?

the beginning of this year was great in terms of writing, i had a somewhat easy semester of classes so school didn’t really get in the way, and i didn’t have to work too much this summer, so that was great! as the year progressed tho, my confidence started to struggle, and my self-worth in this fandom kinda declined. i’m still working on getting over that and creating something i know you all would like and i would be proud of. a new job, a harder class load, and grad school prep really made it difficult for me. i’m proud of how far i’ve progressed though!

2. What piece are you proudest of this year? It can be a shot/blurb/headcannon, a whole series or even a specific chapter.

ego. next question

3. Is there anything you posted that you wish had reached more people? (No such thing as a flop here!) Shout it out, it might catch a new pair of eyes!

i believe that all of my fics have done as well as they possibly could’ve, but i wish ego parts 2 and 3 would’ve gotten more attention. i know that unexpected additions to fics don’t do as well as the first part sometimes, though. i think ego is just my proudest bit so im protective of it lmao

4. Can you give us a hint of anything coming before the end of the year? Maybe even a little taster?

before the end of the year, you’ll certainly get more Table For Two (maybe even the finale of the series?) but from me specifically, i’m hoping to finish up a sammy wip to hold you all over until my new josh series is ready to be posted!

5. Are you setting any writing goals for next year, or just going with the flow? If you are, what are they?

mostly going with the flow, but i am setting goals to work on my confidence, discipline, and time management. i am working on sticking to smaller goals (such as writing a certain amount a week) and staying true to it, not posting for notes and rather posting because i am proud of what i’ve done, and figuring out ways to fit writing into my life as a student.

6. Do you have any one shots or finished pieces you're tempted to expand on or revisit next year?

ego, when the night is over, and maybe even a little josh x bip and danny x bip action in the chamomile au. we will see about all of that tho.

7. Is there anything new you're tempted to try out? A new style/trope/AU/another person in the fandom?

i think Wings of Midas will be a new stretch for me in many ways. forbidden love, suuuuuuper slow burn, and unrequited love. not to mention the research im trying to do in order to build the au and the mysteries behind it. it’s a really intricate piece

8. Now to hype some other writers! What's a piece you read back in the first half of the year that you can shout out?

oh dear i have the worst memory. tears of rain by my love @streamingcolors-gvf was (and still is) one of my favorite series. pretty by @jakekiszkaenthusiast is another off of the top of my head. and lazarus and abaddon ofc by @garbagevanfleet

9. And how about something you've read more recently?

the perfect treat by @streamingcolors-gvf has been in my head a lot recently (i wonder why…) so there’s that.

10. A fun one to finish...If you could insert yourself into any fic in the fandom, which would it be and what do you think would happen?

is it vain to insert myself into my own fic… kidding kidding.

put me in sugar plz, im tryna see something…it wouldn’t end how it did, just know that (but i know it had to end like it did, so this is all just /lh)

#writers tag #gvf #greta van fleet #gretavanfleet #josh gvf #josh kiszka #jake gvf #jake kiszka #sam gvf #sammy gvf #sam kiszka #sammy kiszka #danny wagner #danny gvf

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springcatalyst · 1 year

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*banging on your door* I'D LIKE TO HEAR ABOUT JULIAN, LILIANA, UND BROOKE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE.

What are their final thoughts in the dark silence of night before they sleep? How do they sleep?

How do they choose their clothes when purchasing and dressing?

What is a fear that they cannot pull themselves away from? They need it, and they hate it.

OMG HELLO HI HELLOOOOOOOO i am taking ur coat like a victorian gentleman and inviting u inside. These are so specific and dramatic i love

AHEM

Sleep, rather, the moments right before it, is when a person is at their truest. You can’t really hide from it. So those final thoughts are typically a lens into the basal forms that make up a character.

Liliana is a character that’s very true, very genuine, so her sleeping mind doesn’t show much that you wouldn’t expect, because there’s not a lot that she hides, at least not from herself. She’s obsessive: stuck (though ‘stuck’ implies that she’s here by some force other than her own) in this quest that she’s been trailing for years, getting closer but not in any way that’s tangible. She goes to sleep with ‘what next’ floating around in her skull, and dreams of a goal reached. And she sleeps like the dead, but only because she puts it off for as long as she can. Not that she avoids sleep itself, though, rather she stays up and works until she can’t stay upright anymore. She is laser-focused, set on her task. It can benefit her, in certain conditions, but mostly it leaves her running on so little sleep she has trouble functioning. Her being a satyr means her sleep schedule doesn’t quite align with a ‘typical’ one anyway, but she definitely fucks it more and also that’s not set in stone atm.

Julian, on the other hand, is a liar and he hides just about everything about himself, including from himself. Julian and Liliana are similar in a lot of ways but this is not one of them. So his unconscious truth doesn’t always align with what he appears to be. It’s careful. It’s somatic: a sort of ‘is the door locked is the knife within reach is the cane by the bed,’ but it’s also theoretical: more a ‘who here do I trust (in the most basic sense of the word) or who do I watch out for.’ He absolutely is the impulsive asshole he looks like, but the little bit of careful caution that remains beneath plays a role in his continued safety (relatively speaking). Julian is also a pretty light sleeper, growing up with five siblings (lmao) there’s a good amount of noise in the mornings or if something is wrong at night, so he’s just kind of grown accustomed to waking up, even if it’s that barely-awake state, to evaluate the noise. And he rises with the sun- mostly old habit, but it’s also convenient for guaranteeing some time unobserved, for safety or just for some quiet.

Brooke is different in that the thing that follows her into sleep isn’t as much a thought as it is a feeling. Brooke spends a lot of time busy, not necessarily with the intent of keeping her mind securely in the present, but that’s the effect it has, no matter. So when she isn’t doing something- following or fighting or helping or hurting -she gets that little moment of quiet calm and it’s occupied by guilt. The weight of it kind of lingers above her, the knowledge of what she was a part of, the remembrance of what she’s constantly trying to undo. Brooke lives in the shadow of a debt to repay, and it catches up to her when she has a moment of still. She is an uneasy sleeper, heavy to the ongoings of the waking world, but she rarely sleeps straight through the night, nevertheless. She doesn’t dream, just wakes with the feeling that she did, even as it evades her.

I feel like this is already so long and that’s just the first thing but like, you gave me the opportunity so I’m taking it <3. Choice of fashion is a little less dramatic but I’m sure I’ll find a way to make it anyway. Clothing basically serves three functions: utility, expression, and comfort. For the sake of character designs I usually focus on the first two unless it’s particularly relevant, which it isn’t for these three so much.

Brooke is mostly utility. She has casualwear, of course, but honestly I haven’t really designed much of it and usually just draw her in her armor. Which is pretty obviously utile, but it’s also familiar. She keeps this leather armor, embossed around the edges (that I’ll actually design and make mean something eventually but... not yet apparently) and either similar or just the same to the kind she wore with her family, their guild. Familiar isn’t always a good thing, but it’s all she knows. If I’m being real she’s still being developed, especially storyline specifics, so not a lot is decided. I’ve thought about switching around the colors, the blue I typically give her can be a changed version, removed from its ties to before, which was maybe a gold or a purple, something more implicative of importance. Or of having her rid herself of the armor completely, so caught up in breaking her bonds that she makes herself vulnerable... but I’m a little too attached to how the armor looks... basically, she’s just balancing the safety of utility with the unrest of something recognizably hunter.

Liliana is mostly expression. She doesn’t need anything particular from her clothes, so chooses what makes her feel good. Nothing too extravagant, because she is still wrecking shit and needs to not be hindered by what she’s wearing, but she dresses to look good and be scary, when the need arises. She wears dresses and skirts despite the fact that, as a satyr, she really doesn’t... need to? Because satyrs, post-cataclysm, live closely tied with humans in particular, though fauns as well, depending on locale, and as such have absorbed some social elements of theirs- like clothing and gender norms. She abides by those norms, gender in particular (to a certain degree), not because she has to but because she wants to- because, you know, trans. She carries a good amount of things with her on average- swords and knives and lockpicks and money and various other whathaveyous -but rarely carries them all at once, taking them on or off her person whenever she thinks she may or may not need them, but her belt remains on no matter, because that’s what she needs to have any of them at all. Her compass, too, stays on her at all times, but that’s more sentimentality than use.

Julian is a bit of both, but with him, a lot of the expression melts over into utility. The puffy shirts, while inherently pirate out-of-universe, are conveniently the opposite of form-fitting. They make him look bigger than he is like a cat puffing out, but also hide, you know, trans. Typically they’re white or otherwise lightly colored, because it’s cheap and function-over-form, but later era when he’s particularly full of himself he trends towards darker colors and black. Black, as a dye, is expensive to make, so wearing it is a way of making it clear that he is either important or dangerous or both- he strives to command respect or fear and it doesn’t always matter which. Julian, like Liliana, also carries some stuff with him, but the difference is that he has less, and so almost always has all of them. The exception is his sword, which is bulky enough to always have that unless he for sure needs it, he’ll leave it in favor of a knife (or two, counting the one in his cane). And because his right hand is typically occupied by his cane, his things are all strapped to his left, another reason he doesn’t always carry the sword- it gets in the way. Finally, depending where storyline-wise he is, he wears a couple little gold earrings- mark of a pirate. Been considering having it be a status thing, too: one for crewmate, two for first mate, three for captain, or something similar.

Fear is a really interesting one. I dig where you’re going with it, and I’m sure I’m about to exhibit some mental illness, but like, fear is possibly one of the most important things in a character, because it’s what’s really behind at least 90% of a characters’ motivations, isn’t it?

Gotta start with Julian for this one. He is afraid of a thousand entwined things in a way he will never admit and might not even be aware of. The way he is perceived is so important to him that he lives with the constant threat of what he’s built for himself being taken away. He’s so... I can’t call him exactly fake, because it’s not all false... he’s so constructed. Everything he is, is exaggerated. He is angry, and impulsive, and fast and rude and detached, but the way those things are presented is curated to be viewed in the way that he wants it to be. And because of that, because everything he is is built on a not-quite-lie not-quite-truth, he runs the risk of having it all crash down around him. That’s what follows him: the fear of being seen past it all, because he thinks that with that, he’ll end up right back where he was before. Not to be too insane but in my silly little character.doc that I have for fun there’s this segment that’s pretty much what I just said:

He is afraid of no longer being taken seriously

He is afraid of losing the image he has created

He is afraid of trust being broken and secrets getting out

He is afraid of being patronized or the subject of pity

He would have you believe he is afraid of nothing

Liliana, now that I’m thinking about it, is actually pretty similar to him. I didn’t even do this one on purpose oops. Her difference, though, is that what she is isn’t fake. She has this legacy, this name, that she reigns- people know of her, she commands that same respect or fear that Julian has to try so hard to. Part of that, though, is taken from her. She has her... I don’t want to call it a birthright, because that sounds entitled, but she has her birthright, then it’s stolen from her, and she rebuilds it even as she is on a hunt to reclaim it. And so her fear stems from the possibility of failure. If she never reaches her goal, if she truly loses what should never have been taken in the first place, then it’s all been for nothing, not only her work, but her father’s. And the longer she goes without reaching that finish line, the more she is afraid of ‘what if it’s too late’ and ‘maybe it’s already over.’ Because her failure is also his, what she’d lose is also his, and that’s worse than if she just failed herself, because she feels the need to honor what he built, what he left, and what he was, in his absence.

Brooke is afraid of exactly what you’d expect. A thousand what you’ve done’s follow her. She terrified of never making it right, of the possibility of her wrongs being something that she never can make right. She made a vow and she intends with all her being to keep it, but there is no endgoal, there is no ‘finished.’ It’s constant, and as such the constant threat of failure, of breaking that promise, whether by action or inaction, stays with her. She lives with it for so long that it begins to leech into her, more than it already was, so it becomes what drives her. But also... it’s what’s always driven her. For a long time, she’s driven more by what’s behind her than what’s before her, and all that does is make her steep in this guilt and fear, fighting for a repentance that she doesn’t even know if she deserves.

Okay I’m done being insane now, I hope my fucked up little guys provide enrichment to your enclosure but either way you’ve given me the GIFT of LETTING ME BE ANNOYING so THANK U AGAIN BESTIE. KISSING U KISSING U KISSING U KISSING U K

#ask #ocs #YEAHHHH INSANE ABOUT CHARACTERS YEAH BAYBEYY NORMAL ABOUT OCS #ur literally so real for this. i owe u my life #it took a while cause i had work and even now it is currently 1:31 am and the sunday of finals week but it's FINE #because im having FUN #god. it's so much. i always feel like i write a whole ass essay but like........ you let me do that. so i did that #liliana and julian got that. character foil parallel arc #liliana got that. revenge quest #liliana got that my name is inigo montoya you killed my father prepare to die #brooke got that. she got that all that #eheheh. fucked up little guys. i literally LOVE talking about them you don't understand #mentally well if anyone asks #dont mind the. casual drop that i have a useless word doc that i made just because i felt like it. it is 19 pages long AKJFSHLJKAFJKJD #a bunch of random worldbuilding shit too. the world shapes the characters and the characters shape the world i build around them. its good #dont worry about it. i have a normal amount of worldbuilding in my brain. not at all way too much #this is why i can't work on my FUCKING homework. head full of fantasy environment instead #anyhway. heres this.... yeehaw :)

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pontevoix · 2 years

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beep! (from goshiki to shirabu, if you're still accepting because apparently i missed out on all the fun last night B))

the beginning of the month is the beginning of a fresh attempt. the first week ? shirabu sleeps regularly. he nods a polite goodnight to goshiki before going to his bedroom to study & expects that he should be up & working when goshiki rises the next morning. the second week ? there’s a few more odds & ends that need tackling before shirabu can sleep. he stays up a little later. the third & fourth weeks ? he works late at the night & surrenders to napping between 2-5 am & again at 11 am after class. he usually sees goshiki those mornings. when he naps ( accidentally ) sitting at the kitchen counter, goshiki sometimes finds him & prods him tentatively &

at week four, shirabu always finds himself quietly triumphant when he settles upon the late night realization that

he craves coffee. he craves black coffee ( with a splash of sugar ) & a productivity boost that will carry him through work until he has a good start for the following week ( the new month ).

he works. he caffeinates. it makes his stomach feel tight & his throat clench, but

at 3:17 in the morning? shirabu can’t sleep.

caffeine makes the blood through his veins thrum. he lays down & shuts his eyes & snaps his eyes right back open again.

it occurs to him that perhaps he hasn’t been the most courteous of roommates over the past month. goshiki is away visiting family, so shirabu knows that it’s the perfect time

5:20 in the morning !

to clean the apartment —- to finally wash the blankets that have been crumpled on the couch, to put the mugs where they belong rather than in the assorted cabinets in which shirabu stashed them previously to get them off the counter. he sweeps & wipes counters & scrubs the damn toilet. he sprays air freshener that he finds below the bathroom sink that honestly ?? may be left over from the apartment’s previous tenant.

shirabu had never intended to be a tenant here. but he doesn’t regret that he is.

with fatigue, shirabu feels full of energy. at 6:17, he feels particularly intrusive & texts goshiki a too-late warning —

[ text ] doing laundry want me to wash your sheets

[ text ] too late they’re in the wash

[ text ] i found stale laundry in your bed lol

he’s been in goshiki’s room before. it’s not that big a deal. &

lol, shirabu says. as though it’s not an odd time to be traversing to the building’s laundry room. as though he usually has this splurge of energy this time of morning as he sorts through class papers & contemplates his determination to make the best of the day.

maybe he should be asleep.

he is not.

7:11 am & he makes goshiki’s bed with the clean sheets.

finally, he drops onto the couch with a clean blanket & turns on the sports channel. his eyes are drooping & a moment of hilarity strikes him:

[ text ] be a pro golfer when you retire from vb.

. . . lmao.

text meme | @pridewon

a hyper text & a funny text

#dont live w shirabu he's a weird roommate sdiufgsdfiugsdf #122. shirabu #aLSO SORRY FOR THIS EXCEPT NOT SDFG #1. question #pridewon

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sobrietywithnobullshit · 6 months

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My First Post (intro); TW: drug use & addiction.

sigh I always start things i don't finish, so this blog will probably be just another unfinished project that i forget about in a month. Sorry for the pessimistic outlook- it's a big habit of mine. Along with many more. This is going to be a semi long intro so bare with me.

So let's start this out typical. Hi my name is Sam and i'm an addict. Going on 8 years now. It's probably more like 10..ish. I say 8 though because there was a point in between using for fun and needing to use daily without getting sick, where i was sober for like a little over a year. So 8 years works for me.

Choice of drug: heroin, opiates, and most recently the antagonist in this story- fentanyl. Which is quite ironic i phrase it that way because they use antagonists to reverse the effects of opioids. If i had a choice, i would have never started using fet at all but these days that i all one can find. Besides that flesh eating shit, don't get me started on that lmfao. I have been lucky enough to not run into it- yet. Plus i don't shoot (i am terrified of needles) i snort. So my skin is safe for now lol. I also have been lucky enough to have never overdosed. Or die in that case. So praise the lawd.

Let's cover recent events that made me start this blog. About a month ago i entered a detox facility about 3 hours from where i live. I drove myself and stayed for a little over 5 days. Then left. All of you reading are probably like WHAT THE FUCK BRUH you were sooo close. Trust me i know. There was alot that happened there that was so unhealthy and ill make a post about all that shit later, but to sum up how i felt there besides sick from withdrawals, i felt like a damn science experiment.

Cut to two days later me wanting them to take me back and they wouldn't unless i started on suboxone (which i didnt want to again ill explain more about all this in another post). This time my parents drove me fucking 3 hours there and back for nothing. About a week or so later i entered a rehab facility 4 and a half hours from where i live. I drove myself again. I was under the assumption it would be guys and girls (it wasn't). There were alot more things i assumed and it wasn't the case. This will also be another post. But i left 24 hours in due to safety issues and drugs literally in the facility. Which was partially my fault.

Okay so my recovery hasn't been so good. I am currently using still and felt overwhelmed for about a whole month. I kept telling myself okay i will call the new rehab tomorrow. Then tomorrow turned into a month. I didn't even realize i was doing it until a month went by.

I have found a new detox facility a bit closer to home..2 hours lmao. I live in the middle of nowhere btw. So 2 hours is nothing, i drive two hours to get my fix every week so.. no big deal. Except this one was super hard to find because the name of it wasn't anything to do with detox or heroin or ya know. I'm not sure if i am going to be accepted or if they have an opening yet because i haven't called. And im not going to until i have everything in my life in order. They also have a really nice rehab that IS coed. It's also not in a hospital, its more holistic.

So that is where im at currently. I probably will call them on monday or tuesday of next week. I had to get some cash together, my clothes washed and packed, and i also had some random shit coming in the mail that i knew would get stolen if i didnt wait. But for the most part- everything is in order. So next week i could be getting clean again for the 4th time.

So this is me. Im sam. Which i should mention isn't really my name haha. But it is my favorite name. Always love samantha from totally spies. Maybe when i start getting clean and actually have more than 5 days, i will reveal my ugly mug. Thought about starting a tiktok but who knows. Social media has never really been my thing. But you know that because im literally starting a blog on tumblr i 2023 lmfao.

Anyways, sorry for the horrible format. Just kind of writing this spur of the moment. Just wanted to introduce myself. This blog will be about my sobriety journey with no fucking bullshit. That's one thing i hate. When people get clean and they pull the omggg jesus saved me. Or they get clean and forget that dirty part of themselves. I never want to forget this part of me because it's made me who i am. I will never be ashamed of that.

Talk soon. Please be safe out there. Message me if you need anything. It gets better.

xoxo sam

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vampirevalentineblog · 6 months

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October 25 2023

ok! hello! back to regular blogging. if you weren't aware i'm now hosting the old blog on tumblr so this should be easier for me to update than manually adding to the html and dealing with archiving past posts. best part is you can barely tell save for the photos are handled a bit odd now o_<;;

so i'd like to catch up on errrrr Feb to October LOL a whole year practically. lets see what i've been up to...

did wondercon in Anaheim, uh then KawaiiKon in Hawaii. spent some extra time there afterwards as well, I always enjoy snorkeling ^_^ you regularly see many turtles but i even saw a pufferfish! honolulu is nice and walkable if you've got sun protection! plus lots of other people also walk around with a parasol so nobody heckles you for it (like where I live :|||) their bus service is decent as well. i had a pretty greasy plate lunch the first day i was there so it had my stomach upset like, the whole time ;_; did an escape room with friends for the first time that was pretty fun! unfortunately kawaiikon's moved to being juried and apps are not even open yet ??? so no guarantees i'll be back next year :/

also did another Las Vegas con, it was meh. i don't care for the organizers of this one they steal art for their advertising, overcharge for tables, and then put us next to a loud ass stage. don't like that! i'd already done Omegamart the year before but i was staying in Freemont which i've never visited. i'll be back very soon and hopefully get to Nevada early enough in the day to visit Goodsprings bc you know I am a New Vegas girlie ehehe. also did an Anime Impulse back in Anaheim. I usually don't care for them for the same reasons as those other organizers but at least the crowd is better! this past january one they stuck us in a leaky barn ;_; for the table price its pretty ridiculous but i always come back despite it all because the attendees treat me well lmao

left off with pins last time, but since then got shirts made! there's two designs, my "fallen angel" girlie and my cherubim design.

you can see them off to the side there, this is my booth Colossalcon East in Pennsylvania this September. super fun! great con, lovely weeby people in PA! along the top you can also see some of my new big prints i made in like 3 weeks. just drawing drawing drawing -w-!! this con i also got to meet Grey DeLise/Griffin and she signed my Azula print for me hehe <3

my plane ride home got delayed for thunder which was stressful bc immediately after i had a flight to Japan! eek! this was my second time going this year. i had been in 2022 right when it reopened to tourists so it was a much different experience this time, wayy more tourists about. ended up arriving right at the peak of a heat wave i took it easy though just doing some figure shopping and enjoying the food. i love family restaurants there so much lmfao they're so good and cheap. also met up with a friend from all the way back in middle school who also happened to be in shibuya the same night ??? made her and her partner go to Denny's with us later on lol! also visited Odaiba and Hakone this time on my birthday! Hakone is where Evangelion's Tokyo-3 is meant to be based in so they've got their own EVA store. I got a Unit 02 strawberry drink thing, should have got the matcha-taro swirl Unit 01 soft serve icecream >:)

got back and did some house keeping up until i found out there's a halloween party! i made a very quick costume out of stuff i had lying around. only spent like 5$ for some plastic fake chains. here's my alice (sans chains ofc) i made that apron in like a day out of an old pillowcase -w-;;; i don't sew much!! maybe i would be good at it if i bought plenty of fabric and followed instructions but we'll never know because i only try it out to make something silly with no pattern using scraps all in 1 day and then i get fed up and start using hot glue and hem tape. as one does! its got a little bow in the back too but i had no interfacing so its just a piece of printer paper giving it shape. this is what halloween is about!!

please ignore the background i'm in the middle of painting my bathroom lol

up next i've got Sin City Anime in Las Vegas and Kumoricon in Portland. i like these two, completely different vibe and size but Sin City was cozy last year (they've since moved soo well see ??) and Kumori has some interesting people lmfao. i will see you guys at the swap meet +w+!! for sin city they asked if i'd be interested in an extra free booth for the 18+ lounge event and i was like ok sure why not and come to find i'm like one of 5 tables??? i don't know how it'll go over but whatever its something to do! i will have my tres leches cows and some new ones...here's a preview!

whole milk is soOoO popular i'm so happy lmfao he is for the girls and the gays <3 i've got to do some more boys....its what the people want. maaybe a whipped cream to go with whipping ? ^_^ <3!

alright that's all for now! ttyl!

#artists on tumblr #artist alley #vampirevalentineshop #neocities #blog

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appreciatingtokrev · 10 months

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that's true, i just keep reminding myself that nothing last forever but i am a bit sad about the ending. do you normally go to an art museum? ah, i suppose life is full of surprises, you never know what is around the corner. that's great, it's better to see things as the cup half full than empty.

i think gi will still be the company's most successful game. do you just stick to PC games then? isn't hsr the only one whose have a voice for the MC? i'm always phone based so i'm lost with the letters lol. wait, you can play it in class? 👀

don't worry, quite a few people retake a year no matter what country they are in so you're not the only one and i understand retaking a year more than once can be a bit demotivating but you can get through this.

just try not to beat yourself up about it, you are trying your best. yes, extra time to re-evaluate some options, would you like to goes into the STEMs? or another field?

i can imagine lmao, some kpop fans are too extreme though where they end up becoming saesangs. which kpop group did she introduce you to? i am an ex-kpop fan so i no longer know about the current groups.

those earrings would stand out wherever you would go especially since they are gold coloured lol. i have actually seen some shorts on YouTube of users styling their wigs and it's look like a profession because of how hard it look 💀 i'm wondering you might find a 15th february person? who know lmao but birthday twin would be most exciting. our time zone difference seem to be one hour apart so we should be able to wish each other on our days? i'll probably come off anon when it happen 🙂

you can take another shirt that fit you properly and ask them to use the shirt for guidance or get proper measurements. i just scrolled up the sleeves for mine lol. it is only the sleeves and nothing too complex so i can't imagine it will be expensive.

yeah, of course. i feel the same whenever any of my friendships or relationships or whatever end bc at the end there was still a lot of love and care involved. i love going to art museums <3 i generally love art and museums lol. i visit a bunch of museums every year, usually with my father, my godmother or said friend i mentioned. so yeah ig i usually visit them?

agreed lol, i mean hi3rd was already big before genshin but genshin topped it off still. omg my phone literally only has 16gb of storage so i can’t play any games on there ajdkffjskaj meaning i very much stick to my laptop. hi3rd doesn’t have a mc the way gi/hsr do and kiana does have a voice plus gi’s mc is occasionally voiced (only during cutscenes i think?). the mc in hsr is definitley voiced a lot more tho. i mean... i shouldn’t be playing any video games in class..... but always work on our devices anyways....... and i’d much rather play hi3rd than do french in class... ajdkfjdjsk (i’m not a good example of a student ajdkgkksj)

aa ty :) i’m doing great in school rn bc it’s all topics i’ve had before at a different school haha and i hope it’ll stay like this for a while, but let’s see. i’m also in the process of getting meds for my adhd so hopefully i’ll be able to study easier sometime in the future. honestly idk what i wanna do later rn... psychology or biology, specifically marine biology maybe? i’d love to be a marine biologist, but i get sea sick :/ though at the moment i’m mostly leaning towards studying medicine so i can work in forensic medicine. but luckily i still have at least a year to decide.

yeah, the kpop fans... she mostly introduced me to stray kids. i’m not like a big kpop fan, but i do have a playlist with kpop songs i like bc of her lol.

aren’t they silver colored tho? i made mine in silver at least ajdkfkks. but yeah, agreed. yeah, wig styling does look difficult tbh 💀 but. i believe in myself. if i believe enough it’s got to work...

maybe, who knows. ohh no more anon z next february 16th :0 hehe, i’ll gladly wait until then :3

ahh i have no long-sleeved shirts that correctly fit me ajfjfjhsk the only ones i’ve got left are from when my parents made me buy them bc i dislike them and prefer oversized hoodies and stuff by a lot lol. thanks for the tip though

#☆—`ask #anon: z

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