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omg from the prompts you just reblogged, 7 and 8 would fit so well with Steve being kicked out and reader coming for him 😭
ok this was written primarily on my lunch break so its even less edited than normal but i have a Lot of Feelings about it ajdj
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The phonebooth’s walls press in around Steve’s sides, and the rain smacking the glass is like a stampede, falling so hard it shakes the booth.
Steve’s fingers tremble as he dials the only number he knows will pick up.
One ring. Two. Three—
“Hello?” Your voice comes through the speaker a little garbled, and your tone is thick with sleep.
“Hey,” Steve says, palming the back of his neck. “I know it’s late, and I’m sorry if I woke you up, but I—“
“Steve,” you say. “What’s going on?”
A sob claws up his throat and he barely strangles it back down in time to say, “I had no one else to call.”
You go quiet for a second. Then, he hears muffled noises, like you’re moving on the other side of the line.
“Where are you?” You ask. “I’m coming to get you.”
Steve lets out a shaky breath. Tips his head back against the photobooth glass.
“Phonebooth. Main street,” he whispers.
“I’ll be there in ten minutes. Don’t go anywhere, okay?”
You hang up before Steve can tell you he doesn’t have anywhere to go, anyway.
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The sleet makes the drive take twice as long, and when you pull up, the phonebooth is the only light on the street. You can see the silhouette inside, arms wrapped around his torso, head tipped back against the glass. On the floor near his feet is a duffel bag.
Your heart sinks. You park the car a few yards from the phonebooth and climb out into the rain. Steve unbolts the phonebooth door and slips outside, slinging his duffel over his shoulder.
“I’m so sorry,” he says. “My dad and I got in this big fight, and next thing I know he’s throwing me out the front door—“
“It’s okay,” you say, crossing the asphalt to meet him. “It’s okay.”
“It’s definitely not okay. I have no place to stay, and who knows if he’ll even let me take my car—“
“You’re coming home with me,” you say.
Steve frowns. His gaze falls and darts back up to your face, a sly grin tugging on his lips.
“Ducklings, huh?”
He gestures to your pajama pants, pastel blue with a bunch of cartoon ducks printed over it. You scrunch your nose.
“You are not talking shit about my outfit right now,” you say.
Steve’s smile widens—becomes more genuine. “Oh, I’m not talking shit. I think you look adorable.”
You’re grateful for the dark and its ability to hide your blush.
“Do those lines really work on girls?” you ask.
“I mean, more of less,” he says, shrugging a shoulder, “but I don’t really care about other girls. Does it work on you?”
You peer up at him, through the rain and the dark, and can’t help the smile that lifts your lips. Shaking your head, you stretch up to press a kiss to his wet cheek, and say, “Get in the damn car, Harrington.”
And with a smug smile, he does.
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John Constantine x Batfam!Reader
A/N: somebody tell me why the only cartoon john constantine gifs i could find were this one AND THE KING SHARK ONE 😭😭 bloody hilarious man. anyways, this is for the anon who asked for john x batfam reader recs and i found tumblr LACKING. here u go ladies and germs. Gender-neutral reader, no physical attributes included, they/them pronouns.
also, john is like ?? old asf ?? so let's just say he's a solid 32 and reader is 27. for context, dick is 28 and Jason is 24, tim case duke and steph are like 17-19, damian is 14. and Bruce is somewhere around 50. btw not proofread.
soz for the long a/n, thank u for reading and enjoy!!
KEEP READING (im on mobile and it's not working so ill add it in later)
How did it come to this?
It had been torturous enough working with your family and John Constantine, but now you were sure he was trying to tease you.
Batman didn't like calling him for cases involving magic, he'd much prefer Zatanna, but she was away for whatever reason and there was no time to waste waiting for her to get back from god-knows-where.
But you guarantee you were more annoyed by John's presence. Merely seeing him pissed you off, and his laidback, flirty nature made it all the worse.
And no, it wasn't because you hated him. In fact, it was the complete opposite.
Sneaking around behind your family's back to see your Romeo was a chore, and not something you had the liberty of doing often with your myriad of vigilante duties and commitments to adult life. Visiting John and spending time with him was rare and something you treasured. Whether it be in some nostalgia-ridden English pub, staying at his house that still didn't quite make sense to you, or going on regular dates that you planned like restaurants and carnivals, you and John had the time of your lives. And after all the adventures you had been on, he finally admitted that he loved you, just as you had admitted it before.
But loving John Constantine was no simple feat. It came with challenges like murderous monsters, various being from Hell, and most recently, your family.
You knew Bruce would be less than approving. He knew how much of a troublemaker John was, and his self-proclaimed bastard status did not help. Bruce knew he was trouble, and frankly, so did you, but he was too sweet and loving in the end for you to care. He was more than some troubled magician with alcoholism issues, severe gambling debt and the ability to fuck a shark. He was also probably the sweetest guy you had met and he cherished you, showering you in unconditional love, as uncharacteristic as it seemed.
Which is why this particular case was so difficult. While John took every opportunity to flirt with you, you had to refuse every advance and bury the urge to grab him by the collar his stupidly overused coat and kiss him silly. But no, one of your siblings or Bruce was around at every given moment. Alfred had already known you and John were a thing and promised to keep things quiet.
"Are you listening, love?" John asked, specifically looking at you. You felt singled out between Damian and Stephanie, as they, Bruce, and a few of your other siblings stared at you in confusion. You had been listening, briefly, but couldn't for the life of you remember what John had said. It's not like it mattered, this was just John wrapping things up. The case was virtually over.
"Don't call me that," you hardened your gaze instead of smiling and swooning as you normally would when he looked at you with the same intensity as he was now. The subtle changes in your mannerisms towards each other had miraculously not been noticed by the others.
"That's not an answer, love," oh he just loved pissing you off, didn't he? When all this was over you were sure you would make sure he paid for his actions.
"Yeah, I was listening," you folded your arms as he narrowed his eyes at you.
"Y'know what? I don't think you were. You've been giving me attitude this entire case, and frankly, I'm done with it," John shot back with a smirk.
"Excuse me?" I asked, wondering where the hell he was going with this.
"Excuse us, is more like it. You can finish things up here, Bats, I'm sure. I'd like to have a word with them, if you don't mind," John began to walk towards you.
"I don't see how this is important to--"
"Great! We'll only be a moment, just carry on with the debrief," John placed a hand on your lower back, escorting you out of the batcave and upstairs to your room. You saw Dick and Cass along the way, starting at you two oddly but John just smiled and ushered you into the room.
"John, what the hell do you think you're do--!" he cut you off by pinning you to the wall and pressing his lip to yours, pulling away with a boyish grin.
"Oh, I have missed you, love," he smiled, about to dive back in but you pushed him back.
"John, you can't just pull me out of a debrief to make out--"
"We're gonna be doing a lot more than make out, sweetheart," he said, grabbing your hips with both hands. You rolled your eyes slightly before placing one hand on his waist and the other on the side of his neck, quickly flipping him around so he's against the wall. You grin a little at his flustered state.
"We're gonna get caught, hon, please don't do this. I love you but it hasn't even been that long--"
"Seconds without you are too long, sweetheart," he replied, and you chuckled.
"That's very sweet, J, but if you keep this up I'm not gonna be able to control myself. Bruce will kill me, and then wait until the others find out--"
"Too late," Damian stood in the doorway of your bedroom and you nearly jumped out of you skin.
"What sorcery is this, Constantine? What have you done to them?" Damian produced a dagger out of seemingly nowhere and you sighed.
"Dames--"
"What? I'm sorry, (Y/N), but I can't trust your words--"
"Damian, he didn't do anything. No magic, no tricks, nothing. We've been seeing each other for a while," Damian continues to stare at you, not believing you. You sighed, walking up to him and ruffling his hair, "I promise, Dames. John hasn't enchanted me or anything, I just-- I'm in love with him," you finished, staring back at John. Damian looked between you and him before sighing.
"You're really in love with him? Him, of all people? You know how badly Raven speaks of him," Damian folded his arms.
"Raven? She talks about me behind my back? Bloody hell, I'll be having words with her--"
"John,"
"Right! Yes, uhm, Damian, I swear I haven't cursed them to fall in love with me. Really, it's a miracle they love me at all--"
"Don't say that," you smiled.
"What? Its true! And if you're worried about me hurting them or something, you shouldn't be. I'd rather kiss Nergal than even try hurting them," John rolled his eyes.
"And you know I'd kick his ass if he tried anything, Dames," you smirked.
"Well, I just might enjoy that, love--"
"Fucking hell, John, he's fourteen!" you covered Damian's ears as John laughed loudly. Damian eventually swatted your hands away and glared at John again.
"I really do love him, Dames. And nothing you say is gonna change that. We've been dating for almost a year and I still love him, so clearly that counts for something," you assured him.
John bent down slightly to be eye-to-eye with Damian, "I would never do anything to harm them, squire. And I can't get rid of 'em, even if I wanted to," John chuckled.
"You know you love me," you grinned.
"Yeah, I do," John replied, sincerely, making you tense up.
"Fine, I approve," Damian said decisively.
"No one needed your approval, Dames, but thank you," you chuckled, pressing a kiss to John's cheek, "now, just please don't tell Bruce about this--"
"I already know," Bruce, now in casual clothes instead of his suit, rounded the corner and stood next to Damian as you blinked in disbelief.
"Are you kidding me? No, don't tell me--" you peeked out of your room with John to see pretty much the rest of the family was listening. You sighed dragging a hand down your face as John chuckled nervously.
"Bollocks,"
#john constantine x reader#john constantine fluff#john constantine x you#john constantine fanfic#john constantine#john constantine x batfam reader#gender neutral reader#batsis reader#batbro reader#batfam reader#batfamily#john constantine x y/n#WOOOOO MY FIRST FULL FIC IN AGES LETS FUCKING GOOO!!
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Hey Gina! I don’t exactly know how to talk about this so i apologise if it’s worded weird, but I wanted to talk about polari! :) Also want to quickly preface by saying A.) I am a part of the LGBTQ+ community, B.) while I’m not English, I am Scottish (Glasgow) and we use some of the same slang as (specifically Northern) England & C.) I have a lot of hetero English friends who know absolutely nothing about polari.
(Quickly before I start as u/ppl may find this annoying; I’ve said Scottish separately as a lot of Scottish ppl, myself included, don’t like being referred to as English/British as majority of us are currently wanting & trying to gain independence from the U.K. lol & I included British instead of just Scotland/England as I’m not sure if it’s used anywhere else in great britian/the UK - please say if it is! :D )
I’m not sure if you’ve seen this too but I see quite a lot of people saying that Louis solely knowing/using polari speech is proof/semi-proof of him being queer or knowing queer history - I have to completely disagree with this.
Polari is used very commonly (some examples I can think of off the top of my head are bevvy, lallies and naff as I use them quite a lot.) in day-to-day conversation in scotland/england (as I mentioned, I have hetero english friends and they use polari ALL THE TIME, like they use only refer to a alcohol/drinks as bevvy, and have no absolutely no idea that it IS in fact polari..). People use it without even knowing what it is, especially those who are lower/working class and/or neds/chavs (which Louis seems to use as? Or want to be perceived as?) and are more likely to use slang. I guarantee you that if you were to go down to England (especially the north) and asked what bevvy meant, they’d almost 100% be able to tell you what means - but they won’t know the origins of the word, they’d just think it’s slang (they probably wouldn’t even know it’s used in Scotland too LOL).
I’ve seen absolutely no other scottish/english/british person talk about this so I feel like majority of the people speaking about polari are Americans (not all & not only, of course, but I feel like they majority of larries are American? Haha) who don’t actually use it or understand it’s use in modern day England/Scotland/U.K. and that’s why they’re saying that he must be queer to use it because they think that it’s not used anymore when it actually is! :)
I’m so sorry if this is a complete jumble of words, I’m absolutely horrible at writing my thoughts down hahah! I pray you understand what I’m trying to say. I hope this isn’t coming across as rude or mean. I’m not meaning it that way at all. Also, this isn’t meant to be a dig at Americans/non-scottish/english/great British folk either, it’s completely normal that you wouldn’t know this! :)
Sorry again hahaha I’ve been thinking about this for a really long time and have been dying to get this off my chest !! + I haven’t used tumblr in years so if the layout/format(??) is weird, apologies for that too, I’m also on mobile :( Thank u (if u do) for reading my long ass ramble lol :D I just wanted to shed some light on this.
Hi, honey. I think assuming Louis’ sexuality only based on him being aware of/using Polari is pretty silly. As you say, straight people in your part of the world use certain words regularly without being aware of it.
As always, I think one has to take many behaviors and actions into consideration when wondering if Louis (or anyone) is signaling. There’s a difference between using certain words that have become common, and knowing what Polari is. Him wearing that brand goes hand in hand with many instances of him wearing clothing that sent a message (for example, wearing the All Out, Queen’s Surf, and Rainbow Apple logo shirts). At that time, he seemed to be very calculated about what messages he sent through clothing. I think Polari was one of many instances of Louis signaling being a part of the community. But I’d never look at that as an isolated instance and think that.
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Heyo! Any advice on struggling to get your art seen in the world? I feel like no matter how much I post, or what I post, people never see it or seem to like it. I love art and am pursuing it as a career (hence why Im getting a degree in it currently lmao) but its kind of disheartening to work really hard on something, post it, and no one sees it.
oh, man. i'm afraid for this one i don't feel like i have a lot of solid advice. having a large-ish following online feels like something that kind of just, like, Happened to me, mostly on accident/in ways outside of my control, and even if i had some ideas on how to potentially replicate those gains i don't think they'd work consistently. (also, a lot of my large jumps in follower count came from mental health related work going viral bc it's #relatable; this is something i have complicated feelings about and it's absolutely not a viable, like, "strategy" or something that i would recommend, in the way that ppl can say like, "fanart gets attention!" or stuff like that.)
so, i don't have advice for how to actually GET those eyes on your art; i can maybe help with making ppl more likely to STAY once they do find you, and how to build a following that will actually help you maintain a living from your work -- bc i have TONS of peers w a following a fraction of the size of mine who get more jobs than me, are doing cooler/more "professional" stuff than me, etc! (heads up that most of my experience is on twitter; i know less than nothing about places like instagram + tiktok, and while tumblr functions very differently from twitter i feel like i handle things mostly the same here, aside from doing less personal posting/being less talkative and not 'networking' or following many people).
SCROLLING BACK UP TO ADD A SPOILER ALERT: AS ALWAYS I HAVE SAID "HAHA IDK I DON'T REALLY HAVE ANY ADVICE" AND THEN PROCEEDED TO TYPE A FULL ESSAY. IF YOU ARE ON DESKTOP YOU CAN HIT THE 'J' KEY TO SKIP THIS POST. IF YOU'RE ON MOBILE, I'M SORRY
a very important thing, especially professionally: it HAS to be easy to see what you do. (this is easier here on tumblr, where u can have a designated art tag etc, than on twitter, which is an awful website that sucks. <- guy who makes all his money on twitter) this means, like -- if i see something from you and get curious and click your profile, it should only take one more click to quickly see at least SOME of your art. on a professional account, it's probably best for your icon to be your own work, something snappy and memorable and eye-catching that reads well at a small size; people shouldn't have to dig for 20 minutes before they can start browsing your art. on twitter, this means TRY not to gunk up your media tab with a ton of reaction images/screencaps of your gacha pulls/etc; on here, it means make your art tag easy to find; on any website, a portfolio link, prominently displayed, is the best bet. (i am still working on that one myself lmao and i've been working professionally full time for a few years now so like, there are outliers and wiggle room on all of this).
next! it's great when your audience finds you, but you have to find them, too. find artists who do similar stuff to you and get into their stuff -- sincerely, not just as "networking." (like only do this with ppl whose stuff you actually think is cool, not just trying to get in mutuals with everyone you see in hopes of a bump, obviously.) get interested in other indie artists, find the people who are working/publishing in the spaces that are exciting and aspirational for you, and support them! i don't want it to sound cynical when i say there's a kind of give-and-take built into this; the point is not "well, if i reblog/retweet a bunch of YOUR stuff, maybe you'll feel obligated to boost mine in return," but that when you find other artists/creatives who are on the same wavelength as you, you will naturally stumble into pools of people who want to support art like yours, and you and your newfound peers will help each other when you hype each other's stuff up and direct followers to each other! (again re: things going differently on dif websites: this is twitter-specific for me, bc i use my tumblr as a gallery/portfolio. that doesn't mean it doesn't happen here tho! it can and does happen everywhere!)
it is really not a competition. i know that SOMETIMES it is in like, a really nitty-gritty numbers sense; people only have so much money to spare, they will make choices about whose patreon they can afford/what comic to buy/etc, that's true. but to me that's not competition. people who are sincerely into your stuff will hang on until they can afford it; maybe that means someone follows you for two whole years before the planets align and they have the budget/opportunity to commission you. by hanging out in similar circles you are not taking potential business or opportunities away from anyone else, nor are you risking leading your own audience to Someone They'll Like Better; you're just offering more options, and the internet is VAST and endless, and EVENTUALLY people will show up who are into YOUR STUFF, SPECIFICALLY. helping each other is never going to stifle or delay that!!
and my final chunk of advice is the one i give constantly that everyone is probably super sick of hearing but i just seriously seriously believe in it, even tho i know it's slow to pay off and hard to follow: keep doing exactly what you want to. keep doing it!!! you have to!!! yes, i mean the stuff that's getting like, 2 likes and 0 reblogs! the stuff that 'nobody likes!'
earlier i mentioned i have gotten big follower bumps from like adhd comics and stuff like that going viral. the thing is that, from a professional standpoint: my follower count has like, more than quintupled from where it was at a few years ago; my patreon income has absolutely NOT quintupled lmfao. it has less than doubled, over that same period of like... i wanna say over 4 years. that's still good, i'm grateful for it, and i owe a lot of it to the sheer numbers game (the more ppl see ur work, the more likely it is you'll reach someone who decides to support you), but there is absolutely not an actual direct correlation between numbers and career success/stability.
where there IS a direct correlation is between "people who give a shit about the art i really truly love making" and "people who like my art enough to support me professionally." HUGE chunks of the followers i get any time something goes viral slough off over time; there's nothing wrong with that, they just follow me bc something was funny/interesting and end up realizing my work's not actually their thing. but the ppl who follow me bc they're into all the stuff i post most consistently, the stuff i care about and am passionate about, stick around. and i would not have found them if i wasn't posting the shit i care about!
out there there are people who will be 100% crazy about the stuff that is 100% what you want to make. it's like actually statistically impossible for there not to be. the more niche your thing is, the longer it will take to find them, but they absolutely exist. but if you give up before you find them -- if you start saying, "well, i'll put in 50% of this idea that i love, but the other 50% is too weird and nobody's gonna like it and it'll flop" -- well, in that case, you can only ever find the ppl who are 50% into what you do. don't fuck yourself like that!! you cannot deny yourself the possibility (the INEVITABILITY!!! IMO!!!!!) of finding the people who will 100% get what you're doing.
so: on a pragmatic level, i'm sure there will be ppl who disagree with me on this, and who think it's absolutely mandatory to do fanart as a crowd draw or learn about algorithms and posting times and get on tiktok and do the visibility grind and everything and that it's stupid and irresponsible to tell people not to. i'm sure it's also easy to point out that i'm speaking from a place where i now have more eyes on my stuff than i know what to fucking do with so maybe i'm just totally out of touch and being naive or something. but for me the most important part of doing art now, ESPECIALLY as a career, is to keep loving it and to believe in what i'm doing and to build an audience that cares about the same things i do. and i think it is really really vital to make that your top priority. bc if you don't, then even if you DO crack the code to suddenly getting tons of notes on everything etc -- will you even keep wanting to do it?
this job is hard. it's lonely, in my experience; i spend so much time sitting in front of my computer alone. it's unstable, which is stressful and can be frightening. it's emotionally taxing, for me, because art is so important to me that it's hard to set boundaries and separate my identity from it and actually treat it like a job. it has taken me a long time to find success doing this; maybe i could have gotten there faster if i had tried to find ways to draw an audience specifically, but i think if i had somehow managed to get a big patreon following/tons of commissioners/etc by doing something formulaic or doing stuff that specifically gets tons of attention, but isn't what's natural for me -- i don't think i would have lasted very long that way. this is already hard and complicated enough; i don't think it's sustainable to give up any unnecessary ground on doing exactly what you're passionate about, bc at least in my case, that's mandatory for this even being a livable career for me. i would burn out and decide to do something else very quickly if the only way to succeed was to chase numbers/engagement.
doing it this way is very slow. if i hadn't been able to lean on family/my wife while starting up, i would have had to have a day job for much longer (like, years, probably) while saving up and preparing to go full time; for as long as you struggle to get traction, it may mean going full time has to be on the backburner. but the thing is that there's nothing wrong with that, it's the reality for the vast majority of us (from what i've seen) -- and you'll eventually build a career that can last way longer, i think.
okay oh my god i'm done. sorry about that. like i said this job is pretty lonely and i sit here all day and think about this stuff and then generally do not talk about it with anyone until somebody asks me about it and then i repeat myself at length again. like i did here. anyway have a good night sincerely and i hope some part of this was helpful!!!
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OOKAYYYY
im sure u get a lot of anons asking why they dont have results, blah blah blah. as someone who recently uncovered my root problems heres some advice. imma continue to to roex3dol even if the 3d doesnt show results (which it eventually will) imma continue affirming after 3 days.
HERE IS HOW TO COMBAT THE INSECURITY:
as im sure you have all heard before, dont stress the results will show up in the 3d if you keep affirming.
THE BIGGEST INSECURITY that will get in your way is "what if...." or imagining yourself after 3 days not having your desire or really seeing your future self not with ur desires. If you fall into any of these categories or something similar, catch yourself and start affirming that it has absolutely zero choice but to work. when you imagine yourself failing you are creating that room for failure, you cant believe two polar opposite concepts at once. IT IS POSSIBLE TO BELIEVE IN THE ONE YOU WANT!
ive known abt manifesting (attraction) since aug 2020, i found solar subs and law of assumption in jan 2021, in around aug 2021 i found neville and loa tumblr, in nov 2021 i started manifesting small things. now i still have manifested small things but not my dream life it hasnt appeared in the 3d. thats my experience. ive fumbled AAAAALLOOOTT. i was gonna write this on my blog but after almost two years of experience ill quickly list my largest cause of failure.
WAVERING/NOT PERSISTINGl
one day i would try affirming for the void and after that didnt work i would do a challenge, and after that didnt work i did bkanket affirmations and after that didnt work i did sats and after that didnt work i would do meditations. i didnt think i was doing anything wrong, looking back im so frustrated with myself for wasting so much time. and if lets say i did void affirmations, blanket affirmations, meditations all in one manifesting routine if i missed one i would start over because i believed it wouldnt work despite reading otherwise. this is a new realization, im not even sure i have a total grasp on my mistakes now, but imma keep persisting.
how im going to fix this: i have 1 thing i will do daily which is affirming. i have 2 affirmations i will always use "roe i have all my desires" "roe i manifest in 3dol" even after 3 days imma keep affirming. im working towards holding the assumption that it has no choice but to appear in the 3d. even just yesterday i was abt to quit "maybe i should just be okay with what i have now and revise___" NOPE. im working towards my dream life so i wont stop. just because im getting some material items in my 3d doesnt mean i should be good with what i have now. i will wake up in my dream house and blah blah blah other dream things. my tendency to do that is most likely bc im scared i wont manifest my dream life. I WILL, YOU WILL, WE ALLL WILL!!!! stick with your decisions, dont be afraid of time passing, that will hold you back.
i said this earlier i was gonna write this on my own blog but i feel more ppl would see it here. i hope that previous example i said about switching to void, to med, to affirmations really sticks with someone because that realization was key.
if you dont have what you want in the 3d after 3 days, GENUINELY address your beliefs. when blogs suggested to address your limiting beliefs, i never would bc i thought i was doing everything perfectly. BUT IM SERRRIOUUUSSSS address them. heres cleos post abt somethings that may be holding you back that was my catalyst fr to address what i was doing wrong, even if my exact problem wasnt listed there.
TYYYY CLEOOOOOOOO ill continue affirming!!!! sorry for typing mistakes i manifested a laptop but ive only used tumblr on mobile.
tysmmm for this luv💗💗💗 you should put it on ur blog too
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My guy, I love how your blog looks but please think before you use colored text because I can't read.
Here's a screenshoot of how your blog looks for me (I use a laptop):
And the text is even smaller for me, bc I gave you a closed up picture.
Like, it's beautiful, but I can't see anything you write.
Oh thanks for this!!
I'm glad you brought this to my attention!
🤲💛 have my heart Im happy when ppl lmk this stuff-
I put it in passing on another post, but I wasn't sure if I should just make it a seperate thing, but this gives me that opportunity!
I have stopped using colored text for this exact reason!
I saw an advice list from another writer on tumblr, fml I'll find and tag them if I can, and one of the things they said was to avoid colored text because of this exact reason!
It impairs visibility, and the last thing I wanna do is make it hard not only for 20/20 vision but lower visibility as well!
That being said, I think I'll start to overhaul my old posts so their also non-colored, bc it sucks that you can't read them! >:/
I promise I only ever did this bc I wanted ppl to know if their favs were in that post, but I'll just be doing a better job with prefacing stuff like
"Type: Headcanons, scenario, etc.
Characters: Diluc, Kaeya, etc.
Content Warnings: N/A
Trigger Warnings: N/A"
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Or something along those lines!
ALSO, the reason I add these shapes
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Is to better divide a post/break it up, but please let me know if that's not helpful! I wanna know what works and what doesn't, and u guys r always free welcome to lmk!!
Its important to me, rlly!!
I think also to some degree I expect most ppl to be on mobile, so I haven't considered what in the hell the PC ver of my blog is doin lmao
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Again, thanks for the heads up!!
Also I totally forgot what tf my laptop blog looked like omg- thats so blinding 😭😭
That's pretty outdated, and I dont usually see that on mobile, so I didnt think about it, or my laptop actually... hmmm weird
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So it's in dire need of an update too, which will happen soon/this week!
Thanks for putting up with my madness no more LMAO <3
Safe Travels Lelakae,
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🌈⭐️💻🌼🎙️🎀📚📌🏆 ( but also all these apply me @ u )
🐝 * ― 𝑺𝑯𝑶𝑼𝑻-𝑶𝑼𝑻𝑺 𝑶𝑭 𝑨𝑾𝑬𝑺𝑶𝑴𝑬𝑵𝑬𝑺𝑺. / accepting / @greymount
🌈 ― aesthetically pleasing blog: @azmenka and not even because of Alex...but maybe a teeny bit. I just really love the ocean and vikingesque themed aesthetic, and I'm still in awe of Hannah's mobile header even now. It's just too good!
⭐️ ― convincing portrayal of a canon character: @harringtontm of whom I am resisting @ them for multiple categories. The sheer amount of effort my girl roro has put into her Steve is nothing short of magnificent. His speech, his mannerisms, his reactions and actions, are so well crafted that the Duffers would be envious of roros portrayal of him.
💻 ― excellent writing: @sinfyre Ozzy, my beloved. Everything they write is worthy of being in a bestseller. It's poetic yet still easy to understand. Ozzy strikes a very good balance with it and I could easily fool myself that I'm reading a Madeline Miller book.
🌼 ― creative headcanons: @spynorth reading Lucas headcanons often shows how much effort my m8 puts into their research. Idk this muse but I feel like I do just from reading Lucas headcanons etc and it is one of the magic things about Lucas. They're just so dedicated to exploring their characters and I too feel that on a personal level. Our blorbos are our kids we didn't ask for.
🎙️ ― great to talk to: @clutchofmuses if I need to scream about tyrell siblings, Emily is the person to do it with. She's just so enthusiastic about them that it brings out mine too...not that I ever needed a nudge lol. But she always compliments and screams at me over the things I write for her and I'm just living for her friendship tbh. I knew I wanted to keep her right away.
📚 ― nice threads to read: I'm going to say two people and you can't stop me. @desiredprince just writes a really good lestat okay. everything they write is pretty much pure gold and I am here to devour it all. the duality of soft man and absolute lunatic is stunning. secondly, @n1atruc because it's heretic and I don't want a dash without them on it. the nuance in their crowley is an utter joy to read and how he's just so unapologetically him no matter the setting is chefs kiss levels of excellence.
🎀 ― all-around kind person: @outlawiism / @darehearts there is literally no one nicer in the Tumblr rpc than Lucy. We've been mutuals for a few years now and she always has positive things to say, and is such a good friend to those in need of one. She will always build you up when you're feeling down too. We truly aren't worthy of her. I remember a while back that she actually got burnt out from literally being too nice (I think this is correct? Plz tell me if otherwise), and I hope she has a better balance of it now. She deserves to chill.
📌 ― a staple on the dash: @musenssang whom I have known for years is pretty much on all of my dashes, and I can't imagine a dash without Lise on it. And like Lise knows so much about history so her asoiaf headcanons are far more interesting than grrms. I said what I said.
🏆 ― 10/10 blog, would recommend: @shadowcovcn for being one of the few people who will always offer to make a verse or find a way to interact with my muses even if they are from polar opposites universes and fandoms. Ace always finds a way and I admire them greatly for that, and it makes you realise that they really care tbh. I love ace. 😭
#ooc: back on sad boy shit. what's new? ( 🌱🌹🥀 )#greymount#these were hard#and right back at u too bby
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i took a nap! and my dream was long (well, not really) and complicated.
soo... dream journal time!
oh shit i dont know how to do the read more on mobile well pretend this has a read more and maybe if we imagine hard enough the tumblr gods will put one here
JK im on desktop later here's a read more
it involved me talking on discord to one of my mutuals ^-^ who i was nervous wanting to Impress. and they said england is hot and i was taken aback (sort of. more complicated than that but whatevs.) but also like u arent wrong. england is overhated these days i would maybe date or sleep with him is all im saying. i was speaking to a few diff mutuals on discord but especially excited/nervous to speak to this one.
blurry for a second.
and then a dog pounced on me. and this little old lady ran a training school i was for some reason in. but it was a Psychological training school meant to strengthen your mind apparently. it was popular in canada so i was excited one opened up down here for some reason. they had one where i used to live in florida so i was happy they had one in my new state, and with dream logic i'd moved 0.2 seconds ago so yknow. and the lady was training a lot of animals especially a dog and this one dog was not well trained so he bit onto my arm, and i stood there in horror for a few seconds, not wanting to move to do minimal damage, until she came and bitched at him for acting up, so he let go. and she was like yeah this is why i run a training school.
and her house was tiny so it was in her backyard. she had me follow her to the back where it looked like a dog park. all dirt and dust and equipment. no grass. i thought it looked nice in the dream altho now that im awake it looked pretty crap. but actually i thought it was nostalgic like playgrounds u go to as a kid. it looked like a dog park. also apparently she hammered in one of the rules for me. i forget what it was exactly but later she specified it was related to "the treadmills."
suddenly it was no longer me but a group of people who were all friend and who i identified as being friends with. but i myself was no longer there. and these people were eager to try out the equipment.
tw body horror for this part
pretty sure this is impossible irl but for one of them, this girl pushed her two friends down onto this sheet of barbed wire, and i guess what's supposed to happen is that it pierces your outer layer of skin, but she pushed way too hard and pierced many layers of skin. what you're supposed to do is pierce a few and pull yourself off. it hurts and builds your pain tolerance. the old lady was like oh shit i fixated so much on explaining how to be careful on the treadmills that i forgot this. and the people on the barbed wire were in pain slowly ripping through each layer of skin to minimize the damage. they accidentally leaned back in Pain so their arms also got attached but just the few outer layers so it only hurt a bit to pull them off. like stinging pin pricks. totally tolerable but still unpleasant.
the girl had been so excited btw she just shoved them down hard and didn't realize it would cause problems. i could feel the pain and fear of these people it was ouchie.
also i was trapped consciously. strapped down. unable to move unless i agonizingly ripped spiky metal through my skin all at once to get away. i have many nightmares abt being trapped lol.
then randomly the mlpfim ponies showed up. and they started triggering my severe emetophobia which i dont even wanna talk abt. it was more hinted at than anything but i was scared being trapped like that. also a common theme in my nightmares.
then fluttershy who felt Ill decided to go upstairs (we were suddenly in a basement but also not really bc the initial house had stairs too and was bigger and fancieron the inside than it seemed. that bitch had an aquarium against the wall. and fancy dark wood.) to make food for the others and herself to feel better. and since this dream was like a movie "i" the consciousness followed her upstairs to watch her. and she prepared something that had marshmallows on top i think.
and then i woke up.
also at some point the people strapped down were jeremy and candance from pnf i think. or timmys mom and dad. my brain smashed a bunch of junk together.
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Hi! I’m aerial. Here’s a picture of my WIP Guncannon Revive to entice you into reading this rant about G:Universe!
Okay so I’ve had this on my mind a while and I couldn’t really think of a place to let it out so I’m turning to Tumblr.
I think G:Universe, the sort of “timeline” if u will of the game SD GUNDAM: Battle Alliance, is very cool and deserves both more recognition and an anime or game with a more serious tone.
To start, Battle Alliance is just good hearted fun, like at it’s core. Zip around in SD forms of various Mobile Suits with a limited move pool and just bash things, the game isn’t much more than spamming X and Y if you’re an Infighter main like me.
But my favourite thing and ultimately the thing making me write about it is the story, or rather the story that could be told if it was given time. As a brief summary that avoids as many spoilers as possible, You (The Commander) and your Programmer buddy (U guys are definitely dating.) Juno Astartes get sucked into a simulation that’s mixing up all of the Gundam timelines, and you gotta fix it.
It’s fun, you can beat up Grazes from IBO at the same time as fighting Gundam Epyon, it’s a blast. But there’s a few moments in the game that make me think it could be so much more, stuff like: (And this may contain spoilers for various pieces of Gundam media)
- Juno learning that many Gundam pilots, who are often abused and mistreated, normally all come to the same conclusion that war is pointless. It’s a few voicelines, with Juno claiming that that “Isn’t how war works.”
- An almost immediate camaraderie between Orga and Io Flemming
- Juno accidentally messing up a mission by altering the timeline to save a character.
These are just some of the things, there’s way more and there’s stuff I haven’t seen yet as I’ve not completed the game. Juno repeatedly talks about altering timelines to save certain characters or to change the outcome of a battle, something she’s often told is futile.
And I just think it would be really cool to see an anime or game that takes this idea into a more fleshed out thing. Gundam Universes collapsing onto one another and as the main characters try to put it back together, they start trying to mess with the established timeline of canons. It would be awesome to see how different characters from across the different universes would interact, more than just the one line (or two sometimes) shared between Co-Pilots when they spawn into missions.
I dunno, like I said it was a rant (and i’m not sure if anyone’s actually going to read this) but I felt the need to talk about it. Hope you like the Guncannon Revive!
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*** Hi, I’m Johnny Knoxville and this is the Dick Cage ***
You decide to try something new and kinky with Johnny.
(I’ve never posted a fic on tumblr. I’m an ao3 babe and I’m on mobile)
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You were holding the metal cage in your hand, showing it to Johnny. The cage was lightweight and shiny with a tiny lock on it. The cage was dick shaped. It was a cock cage.
Johnny sat next to you in your bed eying the cage. He had a slight blush on his face. You’d never seen him blush before. “So uh, you want me to me to put it on and then, uh- and then what?”
“Well,” you started. Introducing a new kink was always so awkward. “I was thinking we could do like a control thing. Like orgasm control. You wear the cage and I hold the key and…. yeah.”
“Ok,” Johnny adjusted his sunglasses, nervously. “For how long?”
You shifted and tilted your head. “I’m not sure. Maybe just a couple of days to start.”
Johnny shifted his sitting position, subconsciously mimicking you. “Alright.” He looked you in the eyes and you looked back. The eye contact was intimate and unwavering, a trust establishing connection.
Then you crawled on top of the man and he smiled up at you. He placed his manly hands on your thighs. He was so hot, and you loved his style. Right now he was wearing a tight t-shirt with the Budweiser logo on it, expressing his love for beer.
“Let me make you feel good one more time before we put the cage on,” you suggested and Johnny didn’t protest. He laid back lazily as you made your way down his fit body to his happy trail. You undid his belt and pants. He already had an erection that was pushing up into the crotch of his dickies. You freed it. Then you blew him.
……….
The dick cage idea came to you last week during one of Johnny and yours sexual escapades. He was fucking you in your bed doggy style. He gripped your hips tight with his long fingers. The pain as he pinched your flesh possessively felt so good. His glasses fell off his face and bounced off your back as he rutted into you from behind.
You were both a little drunk. Flirtatiously you smacked his ass and told him to grab you a towel so you could clean his cum off your own ass. “Yes, ma’am!” Johnny replied playfully.
When Johnny came back with a towel, you were laying on your stomach, naked. “Well,” you said. “Clean me up.”
“Yes, ma’am,” Johnny said again and he hopped in bed with you. He wiped his cum off your ass obediently. “Y’know? I kinda like when you’re bossy like this.”
“Oh really?” You rolled over onto your side. You eyed Johnny suspiciously. “It gets you off?”
Johnny smiled, he had the prettiest fucking smile. “Kinda.”
……….
Night 1 after caging Johnny’s cock, you got a text from him. You were at your place, and you assumed he was at his.
You read the text. What r u doing?
You were just laying in bed. Nothing
Can I call?
Nothing out of the ordinary. Sometimes Johnny would call when he was bored or drunk or horny, or some combination of the three. You answered the phone.
“Hey, sweetheart.” Johnny greeted. You would never admit it to him, but you melted every time he called you ‘sweetheart’ or ‘sweetie’.
“Whats up, Johnny?”
“Ohhhh, not a whole lot,” his voice was even buzzier over the phone.
“Same here,” you hummed in response. “You just calling to talk?”
“Yeah,” Johnny sighed. You wondered if he was in bed. Then after a pause “I’ll be honest, I can’t stop thinkin’ about you. Its this damn dick cage!”
He was already feeling desperate, and he’d only endured the cage for a few hours. You wanted to giggle. “Oh, you don’t like it?”
“Well, it’s not that I don’t like it,” Johnny let out an exasperated sigh. “It’s just, I’m so fucking horny and I can’t do anything about it.”
“Aww,” you laughed. “Have you tried humping a pillow?”
“No,” Johnny sounded frustrated. “I need you, baby. I need you to help me get off.”
He didn’t have to wear the cage long before he was pleading for sex like some high-school boy.
“Have you considered giving yourself a prostate orgasm?” You teased.
You swore you could hear Johnny’s annoyed smile. “C’mon, sweetheart. Can I come over?”
“No. I have to go to bed.” Truthfully, you had time for him to come over, but you wanted to make him wear the cage at least a little longer. “Why don’t you come over tomorrow?”
“Ok.”
“Goodnight.”
……….
You were waiting for Johnny to come over, and you were thinking about how you would torture him. You would make him beg for you to unlock him, and give him some kinky tasks to do to earn his cock’s freedom. You just had to come up with some tasks…
You thought about wearing the key on a necklace in classic femdom fashion, but Johnny would probably just rip it off and unlock himself then have his way with you. The idea was enticing, but you didn’t want him to get off so easy. So you put the key in your nightstand. You picked out a pair of girly panties and put them in the nightstand too. A little surprise for later you thought.
You were lounging on the living room couch when Johnny knocked at the door.
You let him in, and immediately Johnny embraced you. He was kissing you as he kicked the door behind him closed.
You pushed him off you. “Oh my, you’re so eager!” You mocked him with a sly grin.
“Oh baby,” Johnny whined and he put his hands on your waist, squeezing. He pushed his tongue into your mouth. He was moaning, loudly, as he made out with you. His hands roamed your body greedily.
Johnny forced you back into the couch, his lips never leaving yours. The two of you fell into the cushions. Johnny winced and adjusted his crotch in a feigned attempt to make his boner less painful. “So are you gonna let me outta this thing?”
You leaned back so you could see Johnny’s face in full. “Not yet. You want a beer?”
Johnny ran his hand down his face, wearing a disgruntled expression. You were going to make him wait, and he didn’t want to wait. “Yeah. Sure.”
You grabbed the whole case of beer out of the fridge and set it on the coffee table. If you only grabbed two, you’d be making a trip to the fridge every five minutes with the way you and Johnny drank.
The two of you drank a couple beers and watched some tv. Johnny was obviously antsy. He couldn’t focus on the tv and he kept shooting you glances. He couldn’t stop thinking about how good it was going to feel when you let his cock free. Johnny tried to touch you and kiss you a few times and you swatted him away.
After one more beer, you decided Johnny had waited long enough, “lets go to the bedroom.” You stood up and grabbed Johnny’s hand. You pulled him from the couch and he followed you to your bedroom like a puppy dog.
You flopped on the bed and Johnny stood at the end of it. Waiting. “Get naked.” You commanded.
Johnny was giddy, “yes, ma’am!” He shed his clothes in a hurry. The only things left on him were a pair of black crew socks and the silver dick cage. It looked uncomfortable.
But Johnny’s body looked so fine. He was lean and fit and tall. You loved his tattoos and his happy trail leading down to his very sore, pretty cock.
You were so sure Johnny thought you were going to unlock him. Poor guy. “Hang on,” you said as you leaned over and started rummaging through your nightstand. You wiggled your butt around flirtatiously.
“Damn, you got a sweet ass!” Johnny complimented. Of course his eyes were glued on you.
You finished your rummaging and sat your ass back on the bed. You held up the pair of silky (and quite skimpy) pink panties you put in the drawer earlier.
Johnny smirked. “I like those.”
“Really?” You held the tiny garment out with both hands, to show it off. “I think they’ll look good on you.”
Johnny’s head suddenly hanged in disappointment. He looked back up with a flat face and half lidded eyes. “You’re serious?”
“Completely serious.”
“Hand ‘em over,” Johnny sighed. He was always a good sport.
You tossed the panties at Johnny. He looked silly as his long legs stepped into them. He pulled them on and adjusted the girly underwear the best he could.
Your hand flew up to your mouth to stifle your laugh. The panties would actually fit him nicely if it weren’t for the metal contraption poking out of the top and sides.
You swirled your finger in the air, “turn around.”
Johnny put his arms up and did a 360.
“Oh my god,” you gawked. “Your butt looks so cute in those!” The cloth barely covered half of his tight, little butt.
“Thank you,” Johnny made a cheeky kissy face. “What do I gotta do next?”
“Come here,” you patted the mattress.
You didn’t have to tell him twice. Johnny sat next to you in the bed. His legs stretched out. He really wanted to touch you, but he resisted. He’d play your little game for now.
You pulled your vibrator from your nightstand, your handy little drawer of kinky tools. “So you don’t think you can cum with the cage on?”
“I had a heck of a time trying last night.” Johnny admitted. Johnny had tried rubbing himself through the cage for some time, but he just couldn’t get enough stimulation to finish the job.
“Hmmmm.” You clicked your vibrator on and the familiar buzz started. “This works pretty good for me. Wanna see?”
Johnny looked at you like you were crazy for asking. “Uh… definitely.”
You pulled your pants off. You were already a little wet. Johnny watched vigilantly as you pressed the vibrator to your clit. “Mmm.” You cooed. “That feels so nice.”
Johnny scooted himself in front of you so he could get a better view.
“So,” you hummed and let out a showy little moan. “Did you try humping a pillow like I suggested?”
Johnny’s eyes didn’t move from between your legs. “No.” Johnny licked his lips. “None of my pillows were sexy enough.”
He turned his head toward one of the big plushies on your bed. “She looks pretty cute though.” He grabbed the pink dolphin plush roughly.
“She is cute,” you giggled as you continued stroking yourself with the vibrator. You could already feel yourself getting close to the edge.
Johnny started rubbing the stuffed animal against his crotch. “Yeah. She’s real cute.” He purred. Then he stared you in the eyes and he started humping up into the plush as he pressed her down.
“Hey!” You feigned offense. “What are you doing to her? She’s a virgin.”
“Oh she is?” Johnny grinned suggestively. He changed positions so that he was on top and he started grinding your pink dolphin into the mattress.
“You’re a pervert!” You scolded Johnny. But you liked the show he was putting on.
“Fuck.” Johnny growled he pressed into the plush hard and gyrated into her thoroughly. “I think she likes it.”
You just moaned and watched Johnny. You watched the muscles in his arms contort with his actions. You watched his pantie covered ass flex up and down. He looked so naughty and so hot in all the wrong ways as he fucked your stuffed animal. You kind of wanted to be her.
Johnny moaned a little too. He bit his lip. He did seem to be feeling genuine pleasure.
And god. Your vibrator worked so well. You were on the edge. “Johnny, I’m cumming.”
Johnny turned his head to watch you come undone. He was still humping the plush as your eyes squeezed shut and you reached orgasm. You felt dirty making yourself cum in front of this man. Your pussy contracted and you wished Johnny’s dick was in you. You caught your breath as you came down.
“Jesus Christ,” sweat formed on Johnny’s forehead. “Sweetheart, let me clean that pretty pussy up.”
“Ok.” You smiled sweetly with lazy eyes. “Lay on your back.”
Johnny did as commanded without hesitation. He threw the plush to the side and you caught it. “Nu-uh.” You said as you mounted Johnny’s face, vibrator still in hand. You sat on him so that you could see his body. “I want you to cum on her.”
Johnny groaned as you set your pussy on his mouth. He started licking with vigor immediately. He was being very thorough, his tongue ran through every crevice, cleaning up every drop of your girl cum. However, the more he licked, the more there was to clean.
You forced the pink plush onto Johnny’s crotch. He gripped it and was humping into her again. You tirned the vibrator back on and ran it down Johnny’s body, starting at his chest, down his belly, causing him to wiggle and moan under you. Finally, the buzzing wand reached the sweet spot.
You ran the vibrator along the side of Johnny’s cage. He liked this a lot. His body shivered and he let out a shuddering sigh of satisfaction. His hips bucked up aggressively.
And holy fuck you were about to cum again. “Johnny, you can’t cum yet. You have to make me cum first.”
Johnny nodded his head. His tongue zoned in on your clit and within minutes you were cumming on his handsome face. His nose was teasing your entrance as you grinded into him.
You dismounted and sat on your knees at Johnny’s side. You were still vibing his cage and he was still humping your plush. He looked kind of pathetic.
“So do you think you can cum like this?” You pondered.
“Yeah,” Johnny breathed. He was rubbing himself and humping erratically. He’d lost any sort of rhythm he had before. “I’m close.”
You turned the vibrator off. “You are?”
Johnny smiled. Not a happy smile, an irritated one.
“Tell me you’re my good boy.” You teased.
“Please,” Johnny’s eyes were closed. He couldn’t look at you, he felt shameful but some perverted side of him liked it. “I’m you’re good boy.”
“Aww,” you cooed and you turned the vibrator back on. You stroked the cage up and down.
“Holy fuck,” Johnny huffed. “Don’t stop.”
And of course, you turned the vibrator back off.
Johnny groaned. “Evil bitch,” he muttered.
Johnny had never called you a bitch before. But in this context, it made you feel kind of powerful. You didn’t know Johnny could get so sexually frustrated. “What did you call me?”
Johnny whined like a dog. “Please,” still humping the plush. “I’m sorry. Just let me cum, please.”
You wouldn’t be too evil. You turned the vibrator back on. “Since you asked so nicely. But this cage isn’t coming off anytime soon after that mishap.”
Johnny whined again. He threw his head back and pushed his hips up. His body shook and his chest turned red as cum spilled from his cock. Most of the liquid made it through the bars of his dick cage and onto the pink dolphin plush.
“What a good boy,” you cooed.
You watched Johnny lay there with his eyes closed. His body was limp, and his chest was heaving. “How long are you gonna make me wear this thing?”
“I don’t know yet.”
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A Builder, a Researcher, and a Rooftop, Ch. 22: Malfunction and Maintenance
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A/N: Hey hi I'm back on this fic! Got real busy and hit with some pesky writer's block on this fic. Still working through it a bit, but I've kept my overall writing groove going with some other new fics, so it was easier this time around to slide back into writing for this one.
And also, almost 2000 hits and over 100 kudos, holy shit. [and that isn't counting my Tumblr readers, love u guys <3] Thank you all so much! I'm really glad that you're all enjoying reading my stuff as much I'm enjoying writing it.
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The builder was surprised to come up to an empty roof that night. Qi should’ve been on a better work schedule these days. He could consistently meet them right on time, fortunately without any bags under his eyes.
They shrugged and took a seat. He’d come up when he was ready.
Sure enough, they heard urgent-sounding footsteps headed their way. The top of Qi’s head poked over the edge of the roof. “Can you come take a look at the mobile suit?”
“Huh? We just repaired it this morning…” A rather impromptu job, on top of one of the tables of the sacked Blue Moon like a surgery on a hospital bed, under the nervous gaze of Qi and half-bemused, half-annoyed gaze of Grace.
“I…I’d just like to be sure.”
The builder let out an amused chuckle and stood up. “Alrighty, I’ll do a once-over.”
“Thank you,” Qi said with a relieved sigh. “I-it’s not that I don’t trust your repair work… It’s just a precaution.”
“Say no more,” said the builder, patting his shoulder. “It’s my baby, too. Technically.”
They headed inside the Research Center, the mobile suit already pulled out of its usual parking spot by Qi’s workbench. The builder grabbed a nearby stepstool and started inspecting the robot, top to bottom.
They could feel Qi’s nervous gaze on them as they worked. “Are you…doing okay?” they asked gently as they finished inspecting the controls.
“Physically? My injuries are minimal. It’s just a couple bruises.”
“And emotionally…?”
Qi hesitated. The builder kept their eyes pointedly on the arm they were inspecting, not wanting to put pressure on him.
“The situation was…uncomfortable,” he said, sounding unusually deflated. “The clergy members have always been active objectors of my work, but…” He trailed off.
“…I guess having them get all up in your face like that is a lot more than they usually do,” the builder said. Qi let out a quiet hum.
Miguel and Dan-bi were on him as soon as Unsuur managed to put out the flames consuming the mobile suit, yelling at him for his lack of tact (with Burgess behind them, backing them up, albeit much more politely), before quickly descending into a lecture about how his technology was doing Sandrock more harm than good, and how they couldn’t believe that the minister and the mayor were letting his antics go unchecked for so long, and why oh why was he dragging the builder into all his crazy schemes?
That last bit was what made them look up from where they were helping Grace stomp out the last several embers of the fire on the stage. Qi was countering them indignantly, as they’d expect, but as soon as they were mentioned, hurt suddenly flashed across his face. It quickly disappeared as his scowl only deepened, shooting back with more venom as he came to their defense.
The builder quickly apologized to Grace before stomping over and putting themself between all of them. They made up an excuse that the mobile suit needed to be repaired ASAP, since it was city property. Miguel objected, knowing that it was obviously bullshit, but their hardened glare made him stand down with a huff. He turned around, but not before muttering a warning over his shoulder:
“The people closest to us are the ones who can bring you down the easiest. And the hardest. You would do well to remember that, builder. And you, director.”
Dan-bi and Burgess quietly followed his lead. The builder looked over their shoulder at Qi. He was still fuming, but they could see he was covering up for how shaken he felt.
“Why do they think I don’t understand their tenets…?” Qi muttered in the present, knocking the builder out of their thoughts. “I’m a researcher. Of course I know that technology can be used for terrible purposes. The core purpose of my profession is to understand exactly how that can happen!”
The builder couldn’t think of an answer. As noble as the Church’s objectives were, they always kept a wary eye on them at all times. There were always rumors floating around about the more…extreme chapters out there.
Qi sighed and ran a hand through his hair. “Sandrock nearly collapsed because of unchecked development, and now, it’s being repaired with measured development and the use of technology. But for whatever reason, these Church people only like to fixate on the former. And then they extrapolate it to the whole world.”
“Doom and gloom make it easier to market a dogma, I guess,” muttered the builder as they moved to the mobile suit’s engines.
“Indeed. They see the things we develop and proclaim them harbingers of doom. As if we haven’t considered the state of the Old World a thousand times over already.” He let out another sigh as he sank into his desk chair. “The first researchers in the New World were people who had managed to salvage reading material in the ruins in the Age of Darkness. When the first settlers started digging through the rubble for relics, they were the ones who knew what they were digging up. Live munitions, farming equipment, power stone extractors, electromagnetic pulse emitters… They all looked the same to the untrained eye. Those early researchers were the only ones who could distinguish one from the other. They prevented more casualties than people realize.”
The builder paused their scrubbing of one of the suit’s exhaust pipes and looked up at Qi’s solemn face, resting on the back of his chair.
“Things would be objectively worse if us researchers weren’t here, if everyone was just blindly digging about without any direction,” he murmured. “I don’t understand how the Church still hasn’t realized that. Even with a hundred years to contemplate the state of things.”
The builder wished they could say something insightful. Something that wouldn’t just pander to one side. But they weren’t a researcher. Nor a clergy member. They were just a builder, forever on the sidelines of the constant conflict between the two. Even if they had a researcher for a partner. There was nothing they could say.
Qi felt their eyes on him, and glanced up. “Do…do you feel like I’ve ever goaded you into…well, anything?”
“I-is this about what Miguel said?”
Qi averted his eyes.
“Qi.” The builder stepped around the mobile suit to sit on the floor beside him. “Everything that I’ve done with you is something that I wanted to do, too. You’ve never, ever forced me.”
“Then… Do you ever feel like I’ve been a detriment to you?” He still couldn’t meet their eyes.
The builder reached up to gently grasp his hand, dangling from the back of the chair. “Never.”
Qi’s head turned at the touch. His gaze bore into theirs as he gave their hand a squeeze. “If…If my presence or my actions ever become detrimental…or burdensome…or…anything…please tell me. That is the last thing I want to be.”
“That’ll never happen.”
“You can’t guarantee that.”
“I promise you, it won’t.”
Qi let out a barely-audible sigh. “Well…in the unlikely event that it does happen, I don’t want to make it seem like you are stuck with me.”
The builder winced. “Qi, I…I don’t want to break up with you, if that’s what you’re worried about.”
Qi’s eyes widened. “O-Oh! No no no, I didn’t necessarily mean we would have to break up at that point. When I said ‘stuck with me,’ that also encompasses my character and actions at that particular moment. I will try to analyze and work to correct whatever is causing any discomfort in our relationship.”
“Qi…” The builder’s heart swelled. It was sweet, but… “…Don’t feel like you have to completely change for me.”
“F-From my research, it shows that failure to adapt to one’s romantic partner and their behaviors is a leading cause of failure in relationships…”
“It’s a two-way street, sweetheart. Everything you’ve said applies to me too. If you’re uncomfortable with something about me, you can tell me. And I’ll do my best to change.” They pressed their lips to the back of his hand. “You don’t have to do everything by yourself. You’ve got me.”
Qi’s face flushed. Whether it was from their words, or the pet name, or the kiss, they weren’t sure. “…I understand,” he whispered.
“Good.” A soft smile lit up the builder’s face. “Mobile suit looks good, by the way.”
Their heart swelled again to see Qi’s expression mirror theirs. “Oh? Excellent. Never a bad idea to check.”
They chuckled. “How about we go see some stars now?”
Qi nodded, picking his head up from the chair. “Of course.”
They both stood up, keeping their hands connected. The builder started heading for the door, but Qi quickly stepped in front of them. Before they could ask why, he had pulled them into his arms.
He was silent, but nothing needed to be said. The builder felt their face soften as they wrapped their arms around him in return.
Qi’s hugs always felt so nice.
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HELLOO LIPGLOSS HRU it has been awhile since i’ve been on tumblr and i missed talking to u HAHA i got back from my vacation this week so i’ve been super jet lagged 😴 i scrolled through ur acc like 10 mins ago and realized how much i missed on ur acc i think i hv a lot of fics i need to catch up on LOL LIKE THE TRIPLE STEP DAD FIC WHAATTT i gotta get onto that later fr..OMG AND THE PLAGA LEON GRRGAGSHWHDS BARKBARKBARK I RLLY NEED TK CATCH UP
also, i was pleasantly surprised to see u say that apparently i sent a prompt abt the stepdad stuckage fic bc i do not remember that???😭😭😭😭 i just read that one and that was chef’s kiss. and considering i don’t like ass stuff but ur writing def makes it worth reading it anyway 🤭
alsooo i’m not sure if you’ve heard of this new ai site but i though i’d put u on it if u haven’t😈 it’s called janitor ai and it’s so good bc it’s totally uncensored so i have like…5 leon bots that i’ve fucked on there and 20 more pending. it kinda sucks rn tho bc u hv to use an api to use the site and openai changed their policy or smth and went on a banwave on ppl who used theirs for nsfw so now i’m just sitting here waiting for the free version of j.ai to come out🧍♀️🧍♀️I EVEN SAW SOMEONE UPLOADED A BOT INSPIRED BY UR STEPDAD FICS AND I CANT EVEN USE IT RN💔💔💔 so it’s not exactly useable (for me at least) rn cause i don’t wna mess with setting up a kobold api cuz apparently that’s only for desktop?? and ppl said the responses aren’t as good so🧍♀️BUT ONCE THE FREE VERSION COMES OUT U SHLD DEF CHECK IT OUT IF U HAVENT ALREADY
ABYWAYS i don’t rlly hv much to say actually i just wanted to send a little smth bc i missed u😢😢 I HOPE UR DOING WELL!!!!!!
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Ahh 🪷 anon!! Welcome back!! I’ve missed you!! 💜 💜 and I hope you had a wonderful vacation!! 🤩 Jet lag sucks for sure 🤭
Oh my gosh 🙈 there is a decent amount for you to catch up on 🫣 I hope you enjoy them!! 😊
Haha well I’m glad it worked out and that you still liked it 😅 for the most part, I try to keep up with who requests what but now there’s so much idk if I have it organized anymore lmao
I have heard of janitor ai but I haven’t been on there yet 😬 I’d be in the same boat lmao I hardly ever am on a computer much, it’s 100% my phone so until there’s an accessible mobile version I’m kinda SOL 🤣
Haha you’re good!! Thanks for sending me something!! 🥰 🥰 I always love hearing from you!!! 💜 💜 And thanks, I’m doing pretty well (slacking on writing but what else is new 😜)
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HI i used to comment on ur fic emymia and then i dipped for several months and came back to find A NEW CHAPTER but unfortunately im bad with words so i just blahed at you in that comment section but i have some questions! sorry if its dumb or u said this somehwere in the fic im bery bad at english so. are you doing the whole engineer IS actor or are they paralleling each other in the different universes? bc i kind of see what your getting at with cc and celine/damon and damien but i read it as him paralleling at first but the lastest chapter made me reconsider some stuff again im so sorry if u cleared this up i am very dumb and its been a while (due for a reread maybe teehee)
Hi anon!
Sorry that this took awhile. I wasn't able to log into tumblr from desktop for a bit, and I hate answering asks on mobile, so this response was more delayed than I intended it to be.
But thank you for sending in this message, and thank you for enjoying emymia! Your question isn't dumb -- please don't think that!
I have not said anywhere in the fic whether Engie is Actor or if it's all parallels. I have also not said anything outside of the fic because I was still writing it, and all questions will be answered in due time. (I say this even though I have not updated in months). The reason why writing has been slow going was because I got sucked into other interests. Writing the next chapter has been put on the back burner, and I kept feeling like I was disappointing a lot of people by not updating religiously. So I took a step back away from writing emymia as a whole.
But I've been slowly getting back into the groove and I've been itching to crank out a chapter for the summer. And you will soon find out the answers to your question! I'm sorry the response to your ask has been so long-winded, but it actually is spoiler-territory for the fic if I reveal anything in that regard. Don't worry, though -- you're not the first person to ask this question. The answer is within the next few chapters. I just need to get to writing it, is all.
Thank you again for your ask, and thank you for your continued support for emymia! It means a lot to me that people are still sticking around for this fic.
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i absolutely love reading all of ur star wars f1 au snippets but i am so curious how does anakin lose his arm in this verse? does dooku just crash into himdhdjsjsn
(i am so sorry losing a limb is never funny but dooku crashing into anakin and going u know what. fuck that guy and deliberately driving over his arm is a little funny. to me. dooku gets suspended from the championship w immediate effect and every time anakin wins after he gets his prostetic he writes an angry op ed that anakin is cheating bc his "robot reflexes" are faster than a human. anakin deliberately pulls a kubica and drives practically one handed next race only to win against the current sith racing driver (assajj??) to prove a point but gets a concussion climbing out of the car bc he forgot he cant use his hand to steady himself like the idiot he is)
feelfree to disregadrd all of this btw also sorry for the spelling mjstakes tumblr mobile is a pest
Okay honestly SW F1 au is pretty much just a for funsies Nothing Bad Happens Ever mashing together of my two big interests r/now. I am smashing the toys together and babbling like a toddler and just doing surface level observations of where people would fit. This is partly just BC... It's for fun! And partly because my own closeness to actual Motorsport makes me somewhat uncomfortable adapting its more serious consequences for an au for a silly space movie franchise.
That said. 1) you're so right anakin drives an unhinged amazing race and then gives himself concussion just to prove a point to an old man who got banned. 2) if there was to be a more serious version of this AU with plot. It would absolutely involve this.
Anakin being ground up and spat out by the cruel competitive world of Motorsport. Qui-Gon sells him and his mother the dream that he's going to be a world champion he's going to be everything he's ever dreamed of and bring home all the money his mum could ever need. So anakin develops this complex, devotes his life to racing, and becomes reckless in his pursuit of it. He definitely gains a prosthetic thanks to a horrible crash with dooku, but he still isn't a champion. He has to keep going and it makes him MORE reckless because now he's given up an ARM for this. He has to do it by any means necessary.
Inevitably, it ends in a fireball crash that ends his career for good without the championship he wanted so badly. He lashes out at everyone - especially obi-wan - and vanishes as soon as he's out of the hospital. This would then lead into the twins, given up at birth separately, getting into Motorsport of their own accord and anakin returning from wherever he fucked off to to try and stop them. (And tense reunions with Padme and obi-wan that are ultimately healing.)
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i think you blog looks so nice
i want to make my blog pretty but i dont know where to start :( do you have any tips cause this is so daunting omg
OMG ty nonnie!! im so glad u like my blog 🥺💚
soooo they might not be the best best tips ever but here's what i do! long as fuck post ahead lol
CODES — i use desktop a lot like,, what even is mobile lmfao (lies i use mobile but nothing compared to the amount of time im on desktop hehe). if you like to use desktop too, this can be a good start! some of the codes can be customized more easily than others, whereas some others you'll have to edit from the very same html.
here are some of my fav theme makers! glenthemes, demontimes, taesz, seyche, moo, felinum, userbru, ricecodes.
AESTHETIC — most blogs have an aesthetic and basically anything can be an aesthetic, for instance garden, café, space, music, your fav character... luckily you got a world of possibilities hehe.
now this is another possibility! mash all the things you like into a theme, why not? with aesthetics what you do is make your littol corner at this hellsite about you. idk, like decorating your room? but yea, aesthetics are supposed to help you create a space that you like and are happy with, so go all out if that's what you want!
▷ navigation: if you're setting up your blog to post your writing, having a navigation will make it easier for your readers to find their way around your blog. Rules are a must. A masterlist is a must. An about me is optional, but highly recommendable (if not, you can add a bit about you on your pinned post such as your alias, age and such.)
▷ layouts: my layouts are different throughout the posts, i tend to change my format in ways i think they can catch the attention of whoever reads, if it makes sense? i don't have a specific one, you could say, i like to experiment hehe. in my case, i use tons of visuals, cute fonts and all that.
if it helps, this is what i use: tumblr fonts, emojis, symbols. (another trick to access to some symbols is that, if you're on windows, you can hit the windows key + .
▷ visuals: you don't need to, of course this is optional, but most content creators like to add their personal touch to their posts (fics, and navigation posts) by using visuals (gifs, videos or just images.) and dividers as well. there are a looot of softwares you can use, free and paid. i know most people use canva (sometimes when i'm lazy i use it too!), because it's suuper user friendly, and quick. i know there are other softwares such as superimpose x, picsart, and more!
if you need dividers, you can always search on tumblr! lots of people make cool ones and they're usually free to use so that may come in handy!
personally i like to make videos and gifs, but i'm complicated as hell so i like to make my own designs. i use vegas pro to make the layout, using the effects i want, and even play sum music if i feel like making a video. If I wanna make a gif, i render the video at vegas and then gif it at photoshop.
if you don't have photoshop but have some knowledge on it, you can use the alternative online version which looks a looot like it, it's photopea!
▷ tags: most people like to make their tags fit their theme, so that's an option. i made tags for my asks, for my moots, for my navigation, reading list, recommendations, references and collabs. now since my theme is messy and disorganized, i don't make the tags fit the theme (just because i'm lazy to change them lol).
lies, what truly happened is that when i first started my blog i made super cringey tags. sometimes i even come across them and feel embarrassed lmaoaoaoa. now everything's tagged as 🍒 — cherry's something. i keep it neutral in that sense because i also don't like that much when tags are not intuitive (at least for my writing blog hehe.), and also because i want them to fit any theme so i don't really worry about making them fit the aesthetic. besides, as i said before, my theme is like a frankestein lmao.
⇒ important: if you use someone's text /blog as a reference make sure to let them know first, ask for their permission! credit them too. what's made easier for you might've taken a lot of time for others so be mindful of that!
the important thing here's that you make your blog a space on your own, a happy place for you, a place you wanna return to. personalizing it as you deem the best is a great idea to do so, so yeah! creativity is key here. go all out! experiment with different colors, different themes, and such!
hope this was somehow easy to understand! i tried to explain everything from the top of my head, and as easy as i could, but i know sometimes i might not be clear so if you need anything else lmk!
xoxo, cherry<3
#🍒— cherry's mail#anon<3#🍒 — the refs#sorry i took so long to answer this LMFAO the beta editor ate half of my response n i was too mad to work on it again asdngk
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gasp 🔴 live viewing of soulmates au unfolding irl
yes in fact i am (confirmed)
to be fair i haven't been on tumblr that long i joined somewhere btwn jan-mar of this year and so i don't think ive experienced many of your themes (blog profile wise), but i remember stalking the tags and it was easy to spot what works were yours based on the header edit, it stands out and is v eyecatching among other stuffs in the tags ^_^
mhm i think your style is very deviantart fs hehe,,, NAUR FR they r the ogs i used to want to be them so bad. for reference i started getting into kpop around 2/2.5 gen,, i was an admin on a facebook snsd fanpage and posted like png shadow/swirl edits 😭😭😭 simple times
hell i'd love to! i don't think i'm mentally there i fr lack the creative capacity, its in very rare circumstances do i see something that i kind of envision and edit in my head and ill usually screenshot it to keep the idea there but i even more rarely ever jump into starting the edit.
yes it is! i still have and use it, it was the 'it' app for photo editors back then me thinks, kind of like the ae of photo editing... at least from my viewpoint on the ig fanpage editing scene. it was the hotter sister to picsart lmaoo
see soulmates au!! we couldve crossed paths but we didn't!! until now!! 😾
omg wait stop it cus i used to love reading imagines n shit on ig but im pretty sure i stopped because i felt like it wasn't a popular content type esp since its a photography platform. i browsed the tags for imagines n stuff but it was meh,, i only followed ONE imagines account 🥲
wait so to clarify, u also edited on ig alongside writing?? imagine if we crossed paths on the algorithm dats crazy 😭 you're the cool one i wish i could be skilled in both literature and art ?? i simply do not have enough brain cells for that ^_^
canva on phone is my enemy‼️ at least the last time i used the mobile app,, bc i now use it only on desktop, sometimes on ipad... cus u alr cannot see the layers i cannot be doing anything complex bc i will def tap on the wrong layer and thats annoying -_- the patience u have ㅠㅠ well assuming the app is still like that idk maybe it changed
HAHAH i used to draw before like pencil paper shit so i thought i could do it digitally....and after years of not drawing on pencil paper too 💀💀
u are so much more articulate than me goodbye thats embarrassing 4 me T_T
soulmate does exist <3 look at us being prime example!!
actually i think ive active with my account within the time frame as well, probably feb-march i think, but before that i didn't care about the account that much but like slowly started make headers im a tryhard ( only after i stopped obsessing tumblr themes bc i couldn't figure it out) ARE you fr?? like u could tell my works in the tags of my header?! dude that's so,,, that's like such a huge compliment that I've got something that makes someone go ah yes it's that same. author like it feels so fulfilling, YOURE REALLY BUTTERING ME UP ILYSM!!! thousand consentual kisses!!!!
YOURE SO COOL WTH YOU'VE BEEN HERE SINCE 2/2.5 GEN PLS THATS SO awesome ive been into kpop since mid 2017 so most of my groups like og ones were third gen but I listened to 2nd gens too and SNSD my beloved!!! genie was my introduction of kpop tbh and replay by shinee is what made me stay so i can say im a child of 2nd gens too lmao but holy shit I want YOUR PLAYLIST!!!!!!!! GIVE ME SONG RECS!
tbh i get you i only edit for my headers or blog too tbh like usually if there is no purpose you don't really feel like editing bc it's like what are you even gonna do with it? and you've said that you've always posted them so maybe the fact you don't have anywhere to showcase your art has you feeling like that too?
"hotter sister of picsart" this is so real bc all the hot editorson Instagram ( the western artists collage style specially) all used superimpose and thr fact they used to pay for it too.
bro like imagine if we did cross paths i think i was more active on ig during 2019-2021? imagine if we had ever crossed paths since we both worked on kpop lmao, okay but if you like posted your work under #kpopgfx im pretty sure i have came across at least once!
did kpop have imagine accounts? i knew a lot of dating door accounts tho lmao but then again i was stuck in wattpad, and that's all the delulu you need lmao.
lmao yeah i always wrote with my works, most of my edits were based on stuff i wrote basically like love stories based on songs, certain ideas (was BIG on mythologies and all the other things.) but really fr tho i wonder if I actually ever saw your work tho because i never had the guts to interact with other editors.
lmao im the same with canva but on laptop i for the life of me cant do that plus i just use it get pngs and other stuff also when i want to do masking lmao. i usually collect shit on there and then manipulate those on my own app.
bro that is insane that you used to actually drawing like as someone who can't draw a single straight line this is so cool to me i really wish i could draw tbh
articulate and me? lmao im literally all over the place but it's so sooo fun to talk to you!!
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