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I got shadowbanned
Hey, babes, I woke up earlier today to a shadowbanned account, which means it's impossible to answer asks from my desktop, and I can't get messages from anywhere. I also don't show up on tags anymore (content is not being delivered properly as well). I reached out to staff as soon as it happened and I'm just waiting for an answer now. Meanwhile, since I can't use the account, I will keep my requests closed and go off for a bit, see if I can either get the requests I already have done in time or idk just take a lil break.
Feel free to send me asks (thots, questions, random stuff, whatever) anyways cuz when I'm back I'm answering them all <3
This is just a PSA in case someone comes in here looking for me and finds nothing lol *mwah* see you guys soon (hopefully).
thisismeSTILLracing xx
#shadowbanned#something went screwy#idk why im tagging since i don't show up in them anymore ugh#lol help#i wanna angry cry#this is so stressfull#anyways#see yall soon#op: later#cuz hopefully they will get this sorted out and I'm deleting the post soon#millie rants#meanwhile if its something urgent feel free to message me on my main (hotgirlhockey)
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For some reason i really wanna start a big cuddle pile with all my moots and followers.... just feelin soft
#i dunno i am sleepy#i cannot interact with/ talk to people right now#stressfull week got me overwhelmed on a level so that communicaation with people is too much. posting is fine but only#because it feels like screaming into the void
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we got episode two'd (real life problems edition)
#:(#its all so sad and stressfull im gonna eat this season up#fantasy high junior year spoilers#fantasy high junior year#fantasy high#fh#fhjy#mera speaks
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I’ve been so tired recently, so take some fierce deity doodles
#i do not have the energy to do anything#wake up#go to school#come back#sleep#everything is so stressfull run#i physically cannot#school is stealing all of my energy#bout to beat up the principal#fierce deity#fierce deity zonai#zonai#majoras mask#zelda tears of the kingdom#legend of zelda#loz zelda#artwork#my art
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idk if you're still doing that ask thing but katara in 9 and 7 <3
it was kind of interesting how much the colours kinda influenced how i draw these hahah
i mean i wouldn't have thought of drawing her as painted lady but... the colour pallete was red, soooo...
uhm... i had only 4 slots open so i am sorry for the one i couldn't do. maybe an other time!
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art - blog: @chiptrillino-art
[ID: Katara from Avatar the Last Airbender, drawn from the chest up, dressed as the painted lady. she is facing the right side of the image but looking to the left with a sinister smile. her hair is tied in a low poofy ponytail. she is dressed in a cloth tied with a robe and accentuated with a spiky clam. on her head, she wears a big straw hat with translucent ripped cloth hanging down from it. she wears 3 red stripes of paint on each of her arms. on her face, her lower lip is painted with the colour reaching her chin. curling wavy lines on her cheeks. red eyeshadow and a crescent moon on her front.
on the left side below is a text saying "please don't repost" underneath it is a small yellow emoticon showing an expression and 6 circles filled with shades of red that are the reference for the drawing challenge. on the left side border of the image is the artist's signature "chiptrillino . 2022" End ID.]
#katara#atla#chip!art#this pallete even fit her so well?!?!?#like this was the easyest and least stressfull one hahah#i cheated bit with the transparency though#oh well i also cheated lots with the withe hahah
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Pryde couldn't stop thinking that he is impressed. Seeing Armitage strapped to interrogation table. He knew few people that could withstand so much, and he certainly didn't expect that from this boy. Ren groaned furiously swinging his sword into the nearest wall. Pryde flinched and Hux only grinned.
"Go on Ren. Try again. Twelve times a charm right? " He mocked. Kylo clenched fingers on his jaw.
"You will tell me everything Hux" he hissed. Hux gasped overwhelmed by pain in his mind. But he resisted. Ren slammed his head against the table and for a brief moment everything went black. Hux blinked away tears..
When Kylo left Pryde was unable to move. He dreamed of this moment but now he felt uncomfortable. He breathed out slowly. He should kill him. Tell Ren that he died from tortures. But then Pryde would surely end up in Hux's place. On the table. He knew that Man since his childhood. And he hated him. So why he couldn't stand blood on his skin? Why he couldn't look at torn uniform.
That day he left the cell quickly and forgot about Armitage. Until Ren thrown him on the wall crushing a few bones for some a reasonable comment. Pryde remembered watching as Hux was being thrown on walls and how satisfying it was. But now coughing out blood and not able to stood up he felt hate again. And he felt weak. He remembered seeing Hux raising up slowly, wiping off blood and standing next to Kylo again continuing his report. Pryde was able only to pass out.
*
Watching Hux curled on the ground, crying in pain was… Disturbing. At first, it felt familiar. Pryde mind went back to Arkanis, to Brendol, to early times. But the longer it took, the more Pryde felt uncomfortable.
"Supreme Leader, may I… "
"You may not." Kylo glanced at him " Something wrong Allegiant General?" He asked.
"I… just wanted to point out that… He will be no use if you break him too much. sir."
"He is saying…." Hux laughed and shivered " that your technique…is lacking, Ren." Hux raised his eyes to look at the knight. Kylo pressed his lips together and kicked him. Hux clenched his jaw not to scream.
"Is that so, Allegiant General?" Ren hissed. Pryde swallowed.
" I… Respect your abilities, Supreme Leader but… They are clearly not working in that case." Kylo was silent for long moment and then he smiled.
"Good. I expect that you will proceed with interrogation, Allegiant General. And i expect results. Is that clear?" Pryde straightened his back and nodded.
" Yes, sir." When Kylo left Hux managed to pull himself up and sat up leaning on the wall. He was watching Pryde carefully and Pryde was motionless. Hux tilted his head. He didn't resist when Pryde took a syringe and stick it into his neck. He just frowned looking at the liquid inside.
"That's… " He sighed in relief and was unconscious before he managed to end his sentence.
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Pryde delegated interrogation team and forgot about the case until Ren choked him for lack of results. He checked on with the team to find out that they achieved nothing. One day later he was laying on the ground with blaster wound in his arm and Resistance pilot pointing a weapon at him.
"Leave him Dameron." Hux struggled to catch his breath. Pilot glanced at him.
"We should make sure that he won't make any more troubles."
Hux smiled coldly.
"He won't. Kylo Ren will take care of that." He threw his blaster into Pryde’s hands. Pryde caught it and held it tightly, close to himself. The suggestion was clear.
His uniform suddenly became heavy.
#armitage hux#general hux#enric pryde#kylo ren#poe dameron#star wars#star wars fanfiction#i had a stressfull week so i wrote this#yeah i am still not over with Hux Pryde relations#oh may gosh tangerine seeds are sensory nightmare
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It gets a little too much sometimes. It mounts up, a pressure under Joe’s sternum that won't let up, the world dims around him slowly, so gradually he doesn't notice it until it's too late. Especially if they've been doing back to back missions, or he's had to be away from Nicky a lot.
Nicky notices, but also knows Joe's too stubborn to recognize it. He'll insist he's fine, that it's all good, until one day he's sketching and everything he draws comes out ugly, until he tries to find one of his colourful paints and realizes he doesn't even remember where they are; it's been too long since he used them
That's when Nicky finds him standing somewhere, completely still, eyes and expression vacant but his cheeks and beard already wet with streaming tears.
Then Nicky stands close gently, so as not to startle him, and wraps one arm around his waist, pressing their sides together so Joe can tuck there. When the warmth of his body finally soaks through, Joe turns just a little and presses his face on the crook of Nicky’s neck, hiding from the world that seems so grey and harsh into the one place he knows it's always safe: his husband's arms. Then, and only then, he's able to let go.
"I hated it," Joe confesses against the warm private nestle of Nicky’s neck. Nicky can feel his lips against his skin and the wet press of his scrunched eyes. He hums and cards his hand through his curls, resting his own head over Joe's. His curls tickle his nose so he gives them a kiss. "Every second of it. They made me-" he takes a shuddering breath and pivots so he’s hugging Nicky, their fronts connecting. He tightens his hold on Nicky's back and in turn, Nicky gathers him impossible closer, something soft and broken mending inside of him as Joe rests even more of his weight on him. "I had to do awful things so they wouldn't suspect me."
"I know, hayati, I know." His soul aches for his lover. His Yusuf, so full of emotion and kindness, masking them hurts him, it borrows and festers inside of him like an infection. "But we got them all out. You got them all out."
Joe's breath hitches with the reminder, Nicky's neck feels wetter.
"It was horrible, so horrible, Nicolò." He pushes himself off and Nicky lets him, meets his big brown reddened eyes when he looks up. The lines around them are deeper, hinting at a fraction of their real age. "How can people still do this?" He asks with a desolation that knows no bounds. "How can they- of all the options in this world- I just- how can they choose to do this, Nicolò?" He pleads, not looking for a real answer. "I'm so tired."
Nicky reels him in again, close and tight to his own body, which has felt like half a life ever since they parted. It's been so long, too long. Neither of them does well with distance. And even though they knew it was the best course of action it didn't mean they enjoyed a single second of this aspect.
"I missed you," Joe burrows further into his skin and Nicky starts to feel his soul start to settle in his body. He clutches him closer, tighter, until there isn't an ounce of air between them. If only he could split his ribcage open and tuck Joe inside, keep him sheltered from all of this world's pains, feed him only with his love and show him only the world's most beautiful things.
But then he wouldn't be his Yusuf. He wouldn't be the man who first leaps into danger, yet never does more harm than necessary. He wouldn't be the man able to find the hope in the darkest of time, the humour -jaded and dark if needed- in the direst of moments.
"I missed Nile. And Andy. And Booker." He lets out a wet laugh that holds no humour. "I missed this," he says and squeezes him again, dutifully, Nicky squeezes him back, drops another kiss on his curls and rocks them softly back and forth. "I missed your cooking and Andy's teasing and Nile's sarcasm and Booker's opinions on cheeses. I missed my family," that last part dissolves into a sob.
"We're here, Yusuf," Nicky reminds him. "You have us."
"And those- god those girls, Nicky. They will never get to go back to their lives, not in the same way. I shouldn't be complaining."
Nicky frowns and tuts, carding his fingers more tightly in his curls.
"We've left behind our own lives more times than we can count, Yusuf. And thanks to you those girls are getting back to their homes and can start to heal. You know their families will be eternally grateful, you've given them their lives back."
Yusuf sniffles and pets his back, a long stroke from the small of his back to the curl of his shoulder blades. The feeling is so comforting in its familiarity Nicky finds himself blinking back tears.
"I love you." Joe's lips brush his skin with the words. Nicky wonders for a second how many times has that happened by now. No matter how high the number, it'll never be enough. "So much it’s beyond words."
Nicky huffs a laugh, not dismissive but pleased. Under his hands he can feel how Joe's back has relaxed, his breathing is coming more smoothly. "That's not what you were saying a thousand years ago but okay."
"A thousand years ago you hadn't learned to cook a stew so good it made me weep."
"Ah yes, the stew of romance," Nicky chuckles and lets Joe push away to reveal his face. "My greatest achievement. Filled our bellies and made you fall in love with me all at once." He gives him a whisper of a smile, lost in the memory.
It hadn't been of course that easy. The stew had been their first meal with meat in months and Nicky had spent more time batting Joe's hands away from the pot than stirring it. When it had been finally done Joe had been practically drooling. At the first spoonful he'd almost couldn't swallow it with the way he was groaning.
"Oh Allah be merciful. Nicolò I love you, please marry me," he'd begged over Nicky's snorting laughter.
Nicky hadn't thought much of the comment at the time, taking it for the jest between friends it had been. It was in the middle of the night, gripped with unusual insomnia despite his warm and full belly that the words had come back to him. It had made him realize how far they'd come, and how he couldn't envision his future without Yusuf in it now.
The deeper feelings would take longer to surface, but when Joe had asked him when he'd started to suspect there could be more between them, it had been the memory of that night and that stew that had come back to Nicky as clear as the night sky.
Now that same night sky seems to be stuck on Joe's pupils as he stares up at him. His cheeks are wet and his eyes red. He looks tired on a fundamental level that Nicky knows will take him a long time to rest and recover from.
Nicky brings a hand to cradle his chin, thumb resting on the curve of chin. He had to keep shaved for the job and it’s been slow to grow back properly, another thing Joe doesn't like. Each glance in the mirror has been a sour reminder.
His eyes hold pleas and apologies that there's no need to utter. Nicky smiles softly at him, his chest burning with how much he loves him.
"I know, tesoro, I love you too. We'll be okay, I promise." He tips Joe's chin closer and seals his words with a soft, gentle kiss.
#a little Joe whump cause someone has been getting me in the mood#the old guard#tog#tog fic#kaysanova#joenicky#immortal husbands#joe x nicky#yusuf al-kaysani#nicolò di genova#mmine#my writing#undercover aftermath#demonicneonfishy#usernati#userlyde#nilefreemans#trying to figure out what tags to use is SO STRESSFULL
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a claw - ful a lot of love to the dash today! 🖤
#⋄ ⊰ cat got your tongue? › ooc. ❜#reminder that you are important#you are cared for - you are allowed to take time for yourself#i am living such a stressfull time what it comes to academic stuff - so even i need reminders to be gentle with myself at times!#& for that reason i just want all of you to know you are cared for as well
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HBOWAR Fandom Q/A
I forgot to say THANKS FOR THE TAG @sharkboyandlavalieb
Name: Cody
Country: Germany (unfortunatly atm)
Which of the series have you seen:
All except MOTA but I am gonna watch it!
Use an Emoji or one word to describe your favorite character in an hbowar miniseries:
BoB: Wild
tP: Curls
Gk: Raspy
Mota: Meatball
Ultimate Ship:
I got none but I can tell ya some I like...Cobb/Hoobler or Grant/Liebgott/Talbert or Tipper/Liebgott or Andy/Eddie oooor well...the list goes on hehe
Favourite Fic:
Sorry to disappoint but I can't pick a fav and I am bad at remembering them BUT @latibvles or @almost-a-class-act or @bobparkhurst WRITE AMAZING FICS GO CHECK THEM OUT!
What are some ways you interact in the fandom ?:
Eh I am on a few discords, comment or scream in peoples tags on tumblr, give kudos or comment on fics, also do some art...if that counts lol
Favorite Colour:
Eehh lets just say green...
Current favorite song:
I got none but I am telling you guys the last one I listened to for more then 3 hours which was "Suzume" by RADWIMPS and Toaka
What would you say if I held up a can of peaches ?
It's a can of peaches sir but I got the god damn runs and you had to get peaches ?!
Complete this sentence:
"Where the hell is F company ?!" Well we lost them... "Again ?!"
Other accounts or socials:
I got an insta: Cody_mercy_
List one other fandom member (mutual or follower you admire) for some appreciation:
Damn uuuuhhh @mutantmanifesto MAKES ABSOLUTLY FUCKIN AMAZING ART PLEASE CHECK THEM OUT! INSANE STUFF! I LOVE IT!
Tags: @lewis-winters @speirtons @mash-the-buttons @multifandomlover01 @bobparkhurst @latibvles @fayestardust only if ya guys want!
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(pinned post) 5 april 2024
I've got some cool not-sad requests for HIV characters :) will work on some as soon as will deal with other chores and get rid of sickness ❤
#i almost fine#i hope ahah#i lay in bed mostly and eat soup#feeling better#so#hope for soon recovery#it was just very stressfull days#few days#but it gets better#i didnt felt sick for months and this is cool because before i was sick almost always#i love my life so much now#even feeling sick isnt so bad#lay in bed eat soup drink milk#sorry for poem in tags#just talky#wish everyone a very love and happyness
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TPK 2.0?????
#I'm chewing on the walls this is so stressfull#critical role#critical role spoilers#critrole#cr spoilers#bells hells
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7/9 Early Word Count: 1060
@jegulus-microfic
“James, what the fuck! It’s only 4:30 in the morning!” Regulus groans, shoving his head into his pillow.
“I’m going for a run, I'll be back by the time you wake up again, don’t worry,” James gently whispers
“Yeah but it’s so early, you usually don’t leave till closer to 5 am,” he groans, eyes pressed firmly shut.
“Yes but today is special, I wanted to get out of the house earlier,” He kisses Regulus quickly on the crown of his head and slips out the bedroom door before Regulus can process any of what James just said.
Quite frankly, he’s too tired to bother doing much thinking. So he nestles back into the covers and falls asleep rather quickly.
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James has been working his ass off trying to organize this surprise for Regulus. Lots of planning and communication had to go into this to make everything absolutely perfect.
You see Regulus has wanted a pet cat for about as long as Regulus knew they existed. Even before James had met Regulus, Sirius would go on long tangents about how badly Regulus wanted a cat. But despite all this he’s never had one of his own.
Walburga didn’t approve of pets. To her Sirius and Regulus were close enough. And then Regulus had college. Working himself to the brink of exhaustion nearly every day to pass all his classes with picture perfect marks.
But with Regulus having just gotten his degree he now has much more time on his hands. Hence it being the perfect time for James and Regulus to start a new chapter of their life; getting a cat together.
James had been researching for a while now, longer than they had even been dating if he’s being honest. But recently he’s been looking more and more for the perfect cat for the two of them.
He knew Regulus would want to adopt a cat. Both of them really weren’t a huge fan of buying one through a breeder. James also knew Regulus wanted an older cat, one that wasn’t as welcome in its former home. One Regulus could relate to a bit more on that matter.
So James has spent almost all of the free time he had apart from Regulus researching cat adoption centers. He had narrowed it down to a local rescue center near where they lived. And he had reached out asking about the cat that had been in the facility’s care the longest.
That’s how he had ended up with a small female calico, 4 years in age. The poor cat had been between several houses, none of it the cat's fault at all.
He had arranged for the cat to be dropped off at 5:30 that evening. He had also decided to hold off on naming it; Regulus would want to do that.
But in preparation for the cat's arrival he has to buy the necessary supplies. He couldn’t have bought them earlier or Regulus would have gotten suspicious. So instead he opted to go out and buy everything after his morning run.
Thankfully there’s a pet store near their home. It’s at the end of the route he takes on his morning runs so it works out pretty well.
It opens at 7 in the morning. So hopefully he can get there after his run and be home at a bit before 8; about the same time as he normally would be.
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It’s 5:28 now, the woman with the cat should be here shortly.
James had hidden all the cat supplies in his office before he went to go wake Regulus up.
He had gotten a litter box, food and water dishes, a variety of different cat toys, multiple cat beds (he didn’t know which one the beds she would prefer), and a plethora of other things necessary for cat parenting. He had even stood in the cat food aisle for a solid 15 minutes before an employee had helped him out, recommending a few different brands of food.
There’s a knock on the front door causing Regulus to look up from the book he had previously been reading.
“Who’s that?” He questions, shifting over from his spot on the couch to peer toward the general direction of the entrance way.
It takes James an immense amount of self control to contain his own excitement. He struggles profusely not to smile like a little kid on Christmas Day, but that’s what this all feels like to him. He’s very obviously extraordinarily giddy.
James gets up from his spot next to Regulus, shrugging in an attempt to appear nonchalant as he walks over to the door.
Sure enough there's a lady standing on the other side of the threshold. A cat carrier in one hand and a clipboard with paperwork clipped to it in the other.
“Regulus, sweetie,” he calls, “Come here, I have a surprise for you.”
Stepping out from the living rooms moment later, Regulus stops dead in his tracks. A distant look on his face and his skin getting increasingly more pale. For a second James worries that he fucked up immensely.
But all of those concerns are almost instantly dissolved as Regulus runs over to hug him rather suddenly. Burying his face in the crook of James’ neck.
“You got us a cat?” He mumbles
“Yup, I got us a cat. Well more like I got you a cat,” James chuckles.
Regulus looks up to acknowledge the lady and more importantly the cat.
With a smile on her face the lady speaks up, “Alright, so we just need to sign a bit more paperwork and then you guys should be good to go!” She says rather cheerily.
“Okay that sounds great! Come in, Come in!” James responds, ushering her into the house and into the kitchen.
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The lady had just left and the cat has been let out of its carrier to start exploring its new forever home. Regulus remains seated at the kitchen counter and watches in awe as the cat slink curiously around the living room. Occasionally stopping to look into other rooms.
“So what are you gonna name her?”James asks, breaking the pleasant few moments of silence.
Without hesitation Regulus responds, a warm glow in his eyes, “I think the name Ophelia would suit her, don’t you?”
#despite all of my second half of the day classes being canceled#due to the heat#I wrote this incredibly late as always#but it’s also a long one#but I kinda just wrote to distract myself from the stressfull day I had#so enjoy :)#Em’s microfics#marauders#jegulus#james x regulus
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Y'ALL I'M GONNA SEE TOM HOLLAND ON STAGE 😭😭😭😭
#That sale was STRESSFULL#Even when I was in the page kept crashing and reloading#AAAAHHHHHH I'M SO HAPPY
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Was silent for a bit there but do not fret i come back today with the third part of the hanahaki comic and feeling somewhat less depressed!
#i ramble#yay#funny that for some reason the hanahaki comic got a lot of new notes today as now everyone gets a new installment#am still a lil burned out but atleast some stressfull things irl have cleared up so i am generally better#i just make a pause every time i catch myself thinking of making art as 'work'#im just sitting there like 'i cant play minecraft i have to do work' and then im like no fandom is supposed to be fun#had to take a small step back there for a bit#well and also i was just really unwell#but i am better and thats whats important#i just gained so many followers and that makes me really nervous#but thats a problem i will just have to deal with#tumblr equivalent of stage fright i guess#anyways get ready for the hanahaki comic
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Accidentally terrorized the mice at work today by pelting them on the head with their own pellets- in my defense I didn't notice that the scoop had a tendancy to leak on the sides but I still feel bad about it dhchdbsj
#though one little lad had no problem with it he just went back and started munching#so no harm done to him ig#i also got to move some newborn/fuzzy pups and their dams which was adorable and stressfull#they are TOO damn tiny
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