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#starscream#transformers g1#transformers#maccadam#crossover??#astro boy au#help idk what to tag this
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It's a little boring over here so I'm gonna start up an ask game! (And maybe also for celebrating 400 followers)
Reblog with an f/o or character of choice and I'll assign them with a spooky creature! Maybe even with a little bit of story too ooo spooky
Edit: Inspired by @/Jojolovenotes last f/o game!
#games and things#halloween#HELP IDK WHAT TO TAG THIS#self ship positivity#self ship community#jojo no kimyou na bouken
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New OC dynamics to consider:
Which OC eats macaroni & cheese with a fork (the correct way) so they have the choice to poke the tines through the holes in the pasta, which OC is the heathen that just shovels the macaroni into their mouth with a spoon, and which OC is the chaos gremlin who overhears the debate and decides to eat their macaroni with chopsticks?
#based on a real debate with my sisters#writeblr#oc tag game#oc tag meme#writer tag game#help idk what to tag this
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@pastelsailorr
eepiness is a disease but if we work together we can conquer it with the power of love and the power of you physically shaking me awake
and with your financial contribution of just 99¢ a day-
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In which duck mumbo propaganda works to the point that I make myself a duck (it helps that there is a redhead duck)
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keep on falling
rating: T
wordcount: 1600 words
relationships: unrequited feng xin/xie lian, past feng xin/jian lan, feng xin/mu qing
additional tags: falling in love, character study, past relationships
summary: Feng Xin fell in love three times.
↓ complete fic under read more + ao3 ✨
The first time Feng Xin fell in love, he could never let anyone know about it. Not because it took him an embarrassing amount of time to realize that the admiration and affection he felt for his Crown Prince was different from friendship, but because the object of his affection was the Crown Prince of Xianle himself.
Feng Xin had always admired Xie Lian. He was a naturally talented cultivator, eager to learn more about weapons and martial arts.
Xie Lian was by no means defenseless, let alone with a sword in his hands, but his parents insisted on appointing a bodyguard for their only son, so, Feng Xin became a constant presence at the prince’s side.
From early morning until dusk, Feng Xin followed Xie Lian everywhere; watching from the sidelines as he practiced his sword forms and meditated diligently, but despite all the time they used to spend together, they could only be truly alone at night, after Mu Qing had helped Xie Lian out of his fancy robes and he prepared to sleep.
“Your Highness,” Feng Xin began after Mu Qing excused himself from the room. “Are you looking forward to going back to Taicang Mountain in the morning?”
Feng Xin already knew the answer, but his heart still raced when Xie Lian looked at him and smiled with sincere joy.
They had grown up together, spending more time with each other than with anyone else, and now that Xie Lian had become a young man, the features of his face had become more defined and attractive, but his cheerful smile remained the same.
“I am. There are some new forms I’d like to try,” Xie Lian replied, getting comfortable in his bed and closing his eyes. “I can hardly wait.”
Noticing that Xie Lian was already falling asleep after a long day, Feng Xin walked around the room, turning off the lamps until the only source of light in the room was the subtle moonlight slipping through the windows.
It didn’t take more than a moment, but by the time Feng Xin was done, Xie Lian was already asleep.
Feng Xin’s breath caught in his throat as he stared at Xie Lian’s face. His eyebrows were relaxed, and his lips were slightly parted.
There was no place in his life for this absurd infatuation. Xie Lian was determined to continue his cultivation path for as long as possible and eventually marry a noble lady chosen by his parents.
Nevertheless, Feng Xin moved closer to Xie Lian and held his breath. He would have liked to kiss him at least once, but he would never dare to do so. The mere thought of kissing the Crown Prince without his consent filled him with revulsion for even thinking about such a preposterous thing.
Xie Lian had always been too kind to him, and Feng Xin couldn’t betray that kindness and trust by following a foolish impulse, so he leaned back and rushed out of the room so quickly that Mu Qing, who was just passing by, carrying fresh linens, jumped startled.
Unknowingly for Feng Xin, Xie Lian had been awake the whole time and watched him run away in the dark with a sigh.
When Feng Xin fell in love for the second time, he was sure that he had met the right person at the worst possible time.
It all started on his way back to the hut he shared with the royal family after a day of busking. He usually avoided brothels, feeling more intimidated than enticed by the women who invited him in, but on this particular night, he decided to change his usual route back to their hideaway.
For once, there weren’t any women outside the establishment trying to lure him in, but a single young lady, hugging her knees and sobbing her eyes out. She looked up at him and Feng Xin couldn’t help but stare at her flushed face until she snapped at him.
“What are you doing there?” she had asked in a strained voice. “Have you never seen a woman cry before?”
“I just thought you looked familiar,” Feng Xin had explained, slowly approaching her and then moving without hesitation when she didn’t tell him to go away.
That was the first time they spent the night together talking and the only time Feng Xin saw Jian Lan crying. He never asked her why she was so distressed; a quick glance at the red marks on her arms that she was too eager to cover told him enough.
That first night of pleasant conversation turned into two, then three, then four. Later, when Jian Lan was forced to work and could no longer talk to Feng Xin, he started spending a significant portion of his meager earnings to buy time with her.
“Your shoulders are tense,” Jian Lan commented, running her soft hands over Feng Xin’s bare shoulders. This was something she had been doing regularly ever since they started doing more than just talking all night long during their meetings.
“It’s nothing.” Feng Xin pretended he wasn’t thinking about the empty money pouch buried somewhere under his discarded robes.
Her fingers traveled over Feng Xin’s upper back, sliding over his taut muscles and tendons. Most of the time, the happiness of falling in love was enough to eclipse the guilt of spending money in a brothel instead of buying more food, but lately, the desperation in Xie Lian’s eyes had become even more intense and Feng Xin was running out of options.
“Don’t worry about it,” Feng Xin continued. “Nothing’s wrong, really.”
Jian Lan hummed as if she didn’t believe him. She was smart and might already know about everything Feng Xin was trying to hide.
Feng Xin rolled on the bed to lie on his side and face his lover. He stroked her hair and then, her face, down to her jaw.
“It’s just that you’ve been distant, and I worry about you,” Jian Lan told him. “You’re all I have.”
For Feng Xin, Jian Lan was a reminder of their lost home in a place where almost nothing else remained, and Feng Xin used to fulfill the same role for Jian Lan. In retrospect, perhaps them clinging to the past was just another reason for their downfall.
Falling in love for the third and final time felt like a kick to Feng Xin’s solar plexus, quite literally.
He was lying on the ground, catching his breath from a well-landed blow from Mu Qing. Their relationship had improved significantly as of late, but they still didn’t hold back when they sparred together—Mu Qing definitely didn’t hold back with that kick.
“I won this round,” Mu Qing said as he looked down at him.
The dying light of the sunset gave a golden glow to Mu Qing’s disheveled hair. His pale face was flushed from the exercise and the warm weather.
A shy little smile appeared on Mu Qing’s lips and Feng Xin’s heart skipped a beat. Mu Qing had always been attractive, even unfairly so, but at that moment, he looked gorgeous.
“Are you stunned because you hit your head when you fell?” Mu Qing asked, offering a hand to help him stand up.
In reality, Feng Xin was stunned because just a few years ago, the idea of feeling anything other than resentment for Mu Qing would have been ridiculous, but now other feelings—love—had dared to bloom deep inside himself until they could no longer be ignored.
“I’m not.” Feng Xin replied and took Mu Qing’s hand.
Mu Qing’s palms were rough, and his fingers were calloused after centuries of wielding weapons and practicing martial arts, but Feng Xin knew that those hands could be soft and gentle as well—had seen them moving tenderly in the past to fix the exquisite embroidery on Xie Lian’s robes with tiny stitches.
As he stood up and faced Mu Qing, he could see more clearly the subtle curve of his lips and the gleam in his eyes. He was obviously too pleased with his victory.
“Then, did I kick you too hard?” The right corner of Mu Qing’s lips twitched upward.
“It wasn’t that hard.”
“Sure.” Mu Qing said in a sneering tone, walking away and throwing his long, dark hair over his shoulder. “I just helped you get up, but sure, whatever you say.”
“I didn’t ask for your help,” Feng Xin chased after Mu Qing.
“But you didn’t refuse it either.”
“Come on! At least admit that I put on a good fight.”
“If that makes you feel better about losing,” Mu Qing stopped and turned to look at Feng Xin, “Then fine, you did.”
“That wasn’t too hard, was it?” Feng Xin smiled and put his arm around Mu Qing’s shoulders.
Mu Qing unexpectedly rolled his eyes but surprisingly, he didn’t push Feng Xin away and even wrapped his own arm around Feng Xin’s waist, holding him close for a moment.
“Are you free later tonight?” If they were in the privacy of their chambers, Feng Xin would have dared to nuzzle Mu Qing’s neck until Mu Qing pushed him away with lighthearted complaints.
“Want a rematch?” Mu Qing asked, untangling himself from Feng Xin. He bumped their shoulders together playfully and resumed his walk.
“No, but I have that fragrant tea you love, if you’d like a cup.”
“Yes, I’d like that.”
Mu Qing was nothing like Xie Lian or Jian Lan, but Feng Xin didn’t want him to be anyone else but himself. That’s why he fell in love with him.
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Finished a commission for Macy, as a gift to her friend, Swerg. Basically, it's just their sonas dressed as Tinky and Wiggly.
The one in the Tinky costume is Macy, and the one with the Wiggly face and TV head is Swerg.
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hey so this is a silly question (sorry) but did you change your username at some point? your blog looks familiar to me for some reason but I don't recognize you
Hello!! I think I did at some point? I do have like MULTIPLE blogs tho that are just kind of sitting there. But now, I just kind of have everything organized so this is a QSMP reblog and txt only blog since it's pretty much the only fandom I'm interested in right now.
BUT yea, you've probably seen me before? Maybe? Not sure about changing usernames, but I did change my pfp and overall blog aesthetics a lot these past couple months XD
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SO IVE BEEN GOIN INSANE SINCE THIS TRAILER DROPPED. JUST. SIMON. SIMON. SIMON.
#simon petrikov#fionna and cake#adventure time#goin insane over him#thers no words to describe how im feelin#i wish i could draw somehtin better but i am goin INSANE#FINALLY. AFTER ALL THESE YEARS. we are being FED.#ALSO?? HOW THEY SHOWED HIM EXACTLY WHEN THE LYRICS GO ''WHATS WRONG WITH ME'. LIKE HELLO???????#ive seen so many good theories PLEASE GOD WRITE FICS I AM BEGGIN I LL DRAW U FANART BLS HEL P#IDK WOT IM GONNA DO FOR A WHOLE MONTH#SOMEONE KNOCK ME OUT TIL THE 31ST. HIBERNATE ME. HELP.#also i need to put it out there the first thing i thought when i saw this trailer was simon is tryina rewrite fionna and cake#which is why their world keeps changin so much? idk idk#ive seen so many different ideas and they are all so good please help#ALSO GOD. THIS MAN IS JUST GOIN THRU IT. AND ITS ONLY BEEN A QUICK TRAILER.#im sorry for so many tags idk where to put these help#maybe i should make an actual blog for like. whatever. n reblogs. help.
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Duke, new to the family, awkwardly entering the kitchen where various members of the Waynes are hanging out/baking/drooling over the baking: Uh… random question, is Tim dating someone?
Steph, all her training focused on stealing baked goods: oh yeah he’s got a boyfriend, why?
Duke, just wanted a book, utterly disgusted: I just wanted to make sure I wasn’t outing him if I told you he’s currently defiling the library.
Jason, slamming down a bowl of brownie batter: he’s fucking WHAT-
#steph immediately takes advantage of jason’s distraction#*grabs like 10 cookies*#‘lmao more like he’s fucking who!’#timkon#or#timbern#idk what to tag so#either works#jason’s gonna kill them either way#duke will help#alliance of bookish bats#dc prompt#tim drake#duke thomas#batfamily#jason todd
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Today is a good day.
#help idk what to tag this#like i don't wanna tag this the funny number cause like#i'm aroace and a minor and i don't need 18+ finding me#idk how tumblr works#uhhhhhh#txt#txt post#garlic breath
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had to be done 🤷
#sasunaru#naruto#sasuke#sns#my art#comic#is it bc idk#meme redraw????? idk????#round fox baby#naruto’s boyfriend#HAHAHAHAH#i couldnt rly#fuckin do sasuke’s coloring im just glad my friend#helped me out bc like i was gonna scrap all the#work i did on naruto just to accommodate sasuke#dkfhdkdkd as always this is my art#my own interpretation#leave if u dont agree with this please#no more tags abt what u expect who to be who#this is what i wanted#i made this for ME bc im gay
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im still riding the high of that episode tbh . have some gifs
#ignore the graininess and low quality im doing my best sdklsslkmsdklsd#fionna and cake#adventure time#i forgot simons last name help#simon petrikov#thank yiu tumbkr suggested tags#the winter king#gif#gifset#im having a blast watching this show not knowing what on earth is going on and just enjoying the animation and stuff#spekaing of the animation in thsi scene WAS SO COOLLLL i loved if so much#my art#technically. as in i made the gifs idk its my catchall tag for my creations
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hey all, my name is casper and i’m a black 21yo bigender person. every day i take the bus to and from work, and sometimes i fall asleep on the commute back– i have a very strenuous job and a long ride home. i’ve never had any problems with this until last night when i woke up to find that my belongings had been rummaged through. many things were missing from my bag, including my wallet and my $300 hearing aid. i rely on my hearing aid every day as i’m completely deaf in my left ear. today has been extremely stressful trying to figure out how i’m going to get a replacement hearing aid and state ID, i’ve had to cancel all my cards, and i just don’t know what else to do. i don’t like doing this but i have nowhere else to go. if anyone could spare a few bucks to help me get back on my feet, it would be mean everything to me.
tl;dr: help a black kid replace their stolen hearing aid.
paypal.me/ccjones2003
#mutual aid#financial aid#transgender#crowdfund#signal boost#boost#urgent#idk what to tag this with..#please help#anything helps
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Judging from official art drunk Phoenix is either happy little guy or eepy and I don’t have a conclusion I just think it’s cute
#ace attorney#phoenix wright#general my post tag#in the descriptions I just call what Phoenix is holding in the cherry blossom artworks a bowl bc idk what it’s for#and the internet wasn’t helping I’m sorry 😔#update changed the descriptions to say sake cup
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