#<-for my little rambles n such

[becauseplot]

Hi hi hi :D

My header was gettin crowded so I figured I might as well just make an intro post lmao.

Welcome!

My name is Curly! You can call me Curly, or becauseplot, or bp, or bitchass---anything along those lines will do <3

I use they/she pronouns and I am not a minor!

Below the cut: interests, style of posting, tags list/system, ao3, and more! (Important bits are bolded!)

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The things I'm Normal:tm: about

QSMP remains a background interest of mine but it's still beloved. Faves are qphilza (rly just ANY philza rp characters) and qcellbit. I also love DSMP, TotK, and BotW. Sometimes I'll jumpscare you with a Sherlock Holmes post just because. (Holmes and Watson have my whole heart. They <3)

I'm also in the middle of watching Ordem Paranormal! I've watched AOP, OSNF, OPD, OPC, and am making my way through OSNI. Liz my beloved. Arthur my beloved. All of them my beloved. Watch tags are curlyaop, curlyosnf, curlyopd, curlyopc, etc.

I am nothing if not long-winded (if you couldn't already tell from the length of this lmaooooo)

I like+reblog+tag pretty much EVERYTHING. So sorry if I clutter your notifs, I just have the inexplicable urge to add Every Post to my Hoard.

I talk a lot in tags. Like, a LOT. Also, my posts have a tendency to ramble. I have thoughts and internet access and that is a very ill-advised combination <3

I do swear a lot!!! Always know that if I'm swearing I am never genuinely mad/upset I do it for the funnies and the funnies only.

#organized (not really)

I do have a tagging system but it's kinda!! Wonky!!! I'll organize it one of these days I swear. For the most part, if you want stuff (qsmp-related) I've saved on...

a specific character: "q![character]" (yes even the npcs like the eggs)

duos: "[______] duo" (or their ~special~ duo name, ex "codebreakers", "crimeboys", etc)

shipping content: the ship name lmao

clips: "qsmp clips for the soul"

funny/neat in-game/webcam screenshots: "qsmp reaction images"

I also save stuff about major arcs and special events under specific tags, so keep an eye out for these too:

"qsmp festa junina"

"qsmp spiderbit wedding"

"qsmp election event" (stuff to do with the whole election arc)

"qsmp dinner event" (the election dinner with the imposter eggs)

"egg-napping part 3" (posts to do with the egg disappearances, mainly the first few days and the black concrete)

"happy all the time" (happy pills arc)

"a dose of reality" (the end/aftermath of the happy pills arc)

"q viva mexico" (mexican independence day event)

"qsmp dia de muertos"

"qsmp purgatory"

"qsmp purg finale" (or 11/18, what we thought was a finale)

"purg 2 electric boogaloo" / "qpurgatory 2" (AWWW SHIT HERE WE GO AGAIN)

"@v@" (qforever possession stuff)

qsmp prison event

q2024 opening (YOOO HAPPY NEW YEAR)

A couple other tags!

"qmongus" (qsmp amongus lobby)

"qoutlast" (qsmp plays outlast trials)

"qtwitter” (twitter posts, usually does NOT include event updates tho)

“qsmp event updates” (HERE are the event updates!)

"twitchcon paris" (mostly stuff about qsmp cc's meeting up)

"qsmp brazil meetup"

"qsmp vegas meetup"/"twitchcon vegas"

"qsmp french alps meetup"

“streamer awards 2024”

"fruit mountain tournament" (cellbit's fruit mountain tournament!)

"qpositivity" (positive posts praising qsmp, for when the discourse and neg gets to be too much <3 )

Another random tag I have: "the dynamic of all time" - Posts that give me vibes of a character/relationship dynamic but nothing specific enough to tag it as a given character. I just think they're neat :]

COME SHOUT AT ME

YOU HEARD ME. ASKS ARE OPEN. TALK TO ME!!!

Bear in mind you might get a wall of text in response. You have been warned.

I remember my ao3 login sometimes

My ao3 is BecausePlot! I haven't been super active recently, but if you're interested in some of my stuff, here's a list of my 10 favorite works atm, from most to least recent <3

Relative (QSMP x Ordem au) (au is tagged: "TWLITFAU")

The Calm (Spiderbit fluff)

Miss Me? (f!Cell shows up at f!Felps' apartment)

Waking Up On The Wrong Side of the Bed (c!Phil in QSMP)

Insanity (q!Cellbit character study)

An.G.E.L.S. (OSMP x Antarctic Empire, Military au)

Danse Macabre (Parentsduo <3)

But You're Not Yourself (c!Phil and c!Techno raising c!Wilbur)

A Helping Hand (Phil gets adopted by a flock of crows)

Take My Hand (Retelling of the handcuff scene from BBC Sherlock: Reichenbach Fall)

Leaving a comment on the fic itself or in my askbox is the best way for me to talk to you and say thank you for reading! Let me appreciate you ya nerd!!

Other Schtuff

UHHHH I MADE AN ORDEM AU CALLED 90 SECONDS TO MIDNIGHT. YEAH. PUTTING THIS HERE :D

My pfp is from GranadaTV's Sherlock Holmes adaptation (with Jeremy Brett), specifically the episode The Greek Interpreter.

My banner is by wolfythewitch (from the Creature animatic I think?? I honestly don't remember lmao.)

My favorite color is green (if you couldn't tell), my favorite animal is horse, my favorite flower is dandelion, my favorite imagery to play with in writing is space/universe/atoms/stars/etc, I'm studying mechanical engineering and physics, I do shitty drawings on super rare occasions, and, last but not least,

If you are a dick about anything you will simply be blocked.

Peace and love on planet earth <3

If you have any questions, send an ask! I hope you enjoy your stay :Drl

[ayyy-pee]

waking up freezing and shivering, teeth chattering every night because your husband is a blanket hog. you know it's not on purpose. he just can't help it. doesn't even know he does it most times. you'd think after years together you'd be used to it, but waking up curled into the fetal position as you try to retain even a smidge of warmth is something you don't think you'll ever adjust to.

so you reach behind you, feeling your spouses large form wrapped snug as a bug in your shared blanket and you grip onto the fabric. you pull as hard as you can but you don't manage to move him even an inch. you try once more...same result.

"ken..." you whisper, wrapping your arms around yourself. no response. "kento..."

he doesn't budge. you're tempted to just get up and go grab another blanket, but your husband, despite his seriousness, can get quite pouty when you do that. so you tap him hard instead sure to jab him in the spot you know is his most sensitive. this seems to do the trick as he grunts in response.

"I'm cold," you tell nanami and he sits up quickly, realizing what he's done. his pajama top hangs off one shoulder. his blonde hair is pointing every which way and sleep is heavy on his eyelids, threatening to weigh him down again any minute.

"I'm sorry, love," nanami speaks, voice rough and deep with exhaustion, but the sincerity in his apology clear.

then he's throwing the blanket back over you both. only he adds in a little extra warmth as he wraps his arm around your waist and throws a large leg over your body.

nanami buries his face in your neck, adjusting himself so that he can be as close to you as possible. only a few seconds pass before you hear his light snoring behind you. and you know the warmth you feel is from more than just his touch.

[luna-andra]

Nanami naturally puts on a little more weight in the winter months. For a man with his build, he has a bit of pudge when he's relaxed in front of you. But when he puts on that winter bulk, his abdominals are less defined unless he's flexing or sucking in. And you are constantly begging him to not hide any bit of it because God it's so fucking delicious. "Nooo, don't take your belly from me, Kento~" you whined as your arms snake around his waist to cop a feel. And when you have him naked and you get that rare chance of having him beneath you? You're damn right you're taking that golden opportunity to suck and leave love bites on all the places you can get away with. What a fucking blessing to have more of him, even if he feels internally insecure about it. But when you lavish him with that much affection, giving him physical and verbal reassurance, he can't help but fall harder in love with you.

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[dizzybizz]

i like the swords a lot

[dreamyblanket]

GC n Pink Peppercorn!Y/N give much rival vibes in how they go about their greed

Lol what if they kiss-/j

Pink peppercorn the kinda person to pretend to like gc for her spear then actually fall in love later tbh.

[fearlessreid]

anyone else but you

dad!eddie munson x mom!reader

summary: on a grocery trip, ellie feels she is too grown for her father’s affection (she’s 4 and dramatic just like her dad). same universe as this fic

warnings: disgusting family fluff, not proofread erm

title is taken from the moldy peaches song

𖤐𖤐𖤐𖤐𖤐𖤐𖤐𖤐𖤐𖤐𖤐𖤐𖤐𖤐𖤐𖤐𖤐𖤐𖤐𖤐𖤐𖤐𖤐𖤐𖤐

I smiled to myself as I pushed the stroller down the aisles of the grocery store, one hand clutching the handlebar while the other rested on the growing curve of my belly. At almost six months pregnant, I was starting to feel a bit more worn out, but nothing could spoil this moment—especially not with my little family all together.

Eddie, ever the picture of chaos and charm, was trailing behind us, pushing a cart filled with half the store's stock. I swear, sometimes I think he just enjoys shopping for the experience, as opposed to the need for food. As if on cue, I heard him mutter under his breath.

"Why do they even sell strawberries this big?" he grumbled, picking up a package that looked like it belonged in a giants kitchen. "Who needs this many strawberries? This is outrageous."

I let out a laugh, the sound of it nearly drowned out by the excited chatter of our four-year-old, Elvira, who was marching confidently ahead of us, we normally put her in the cart seat but we decided it would be good for her to walk with us. "Mommy, look! I’m a big girl!" she announced, running around eddies legs who’s standing next to me with the cart.

"You're sure are, honey," I replied warmly, my eyes following her as she navigated the store aisle with the kind of energy only a four-year-old could possess. "Big girls go fast."

"Fast like a cheetah!" she replied with a squeal.

Her confidence was contagious. I couldn’t help but smile as she strutted ahead of me, her curly brown pigtails bouncing with each step. "Alright, Ellie, slow down!" Eddie called from behind us, pushing the cart toward us.

"She's fine," I said, my voice laced with amusement. "She’s just being independent. Look at her go."

But Eddie wasn’t done. He moved quickly to catch up with her, an exasperated but loving expression on his face. Reaching out to grab her hand, he said, "C’mon, kiddo, hold my hand. We’re in a store, and I don’t want you running off like last time."

Ellie stopped dead in her tracks, looking up at him like he’d just asked her to eat a plate of broccoli for dessert.

"Nuh-uh, Daddy! I’m a big girl!" she declared firmly, pulling her hand away from him.

Eddie froze, his eyes wide, as though the idea that his little girl was growing up was hitting him a little harder than usual.

"A big girl, huh?" he said, trying to mask the hurt with his usual playful tone. "Well, big girls hold hands when they’re in public."

But Ellie just crossed her arms and shook her head, her small frown deepening in defiance.

"No! I can walk all by myself. No hand!" she insisted, her voice rising just a little bit, as if to prove a point. "I'm a big girl, Daddy."

I couldn’t help it. I burst out laughing.

Eddie turned to me, eyes wide with disbelief. "Did you see that? She just-she just turned me down!" He shook his head, his lips twitching into a smile despite his feigned indignation. "My little girl is refusing to hold my hand? I’m ruined."

I continued laughing, leaning against the cart for support as I held my belly. "It’s cute. She's getting so independent. You should be proud."

"I’m proud," he grumbled, rubbing the back of his neck. "I just didn’t think it would happen this soon. She’s four, for god’s sake. I figured I’d have a couple more years of her being my baby girl."

Ellie continued to march ahead, oblivious to the emotional crisis she was causing her father. She was too busy pretending to be a superhero, flapping her arms as though she could take off at any moment. At the same time, Delilah our two year-old bundle of chaos, was babbling happily in her stroller, her chubby little hands reaching for a cookie we’d picked up earlier.

I gave Eddie a teasing look. "Guess you’ll just have to let her grow up. You cant coddle her forever you know." I try to reason

Eddie shot me a look of mock horror. "I know that! But she's still my baby! I’m not ready for this, babe. I wasn’t ready for her to be a 'big girl.'"

I smiled warmly at him, stepping closer to rest a hand on his arm. "Hey, don’t worry. She’s still our little girl. She just… wants to be more like you."

"More like me? How?" Eddie asked, his brows furrowed as if he were genuinely puzzled.

"Well, look at her," I said, gesturing toward Ellie, who was now attempting to lift a box of cereal off the shelf and struggling with the weight of it. "She’s already got the whole independent, ‘I can do it myself’ thing down."

"God help us," he muttered, pushing the cart forward. "I’m not ready for this."

I chuckled again, watching Eddie shake his head in mock disbelief as he followed Ellie down the aisle. He still wasn’t over it, I could tell. But as we reached the end of the aisle, Ellie turned and looked back at us, her eyes sparkling mischievously.

"Hey, Daddy!" she called, her arms raised dramatically as if preparing to tackle him. "Catch me if you can!"

Eddie’s expression softened. He rolled his eyes affectionately and then, with a grin, broke into a jog after her. "You better watch out, Miss Big Girl. I’m coming for you."

Ellie squealed with delight and darted down the aisle, her pigtails flying behind her as she ran as fast as her little legs would carry her. Eddie followed her with determination, but he was also laughing now, clearly relishing the chase. I couldn’t help but smile at the sight of them.

Delilah’s giggle broke through the moment as she tugged at my sleeve, her face lit up with curiosity. "Mama, play?" she asked, her eyes wide and full of wonder.

I nodded and lifted her out of the stroller, cradling her in my arms. "We’re playing, sweet girl. Look, Daddy and Ellie are playing tag."

She leaned her head against my shoulder, a content little sigh escaping her. "Tag."

"Yeah, tag," I whispered softly, squeezing her gently as I watched Eddie and Ellie laughing in the distance.

As much as Eddie might have been caught off guard by how quickly his little girl was growing up, I could see it in his eyes. He was proud. And even if she didn’t need his hand to hold anymore, she still needed him,just in a different way. And he’d figure that out, just like we always did.

"Maybe I am ready for this after all, that shit was fun" Eddie said, coming back toward us, out of breath but smiling from ear to ear. He bent down and kissed Ellie’s forehead, who was still grinning widely from the fun chase.

I looked at him and smiled, the warmth in my chest growing as I felt the little flutter of movement from the baby inside me. "Yeah, you’re ready. We all are."

And with that, Eddie scooped Ellie up in his arms and twirled her around, while I settled into pushing the stroller with one hand, still holding Delilah close. It was a beautiful, messy, complicated life and I wouldn’t change a single thing about it.

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[starlumi]

yall still fw the dsmp ?

[jamtamart]

what will it take to be more than just a man

[sideblogdotjpeg]

post battle, one last short rest

[mblue-art]

BAD SANSUARY // [14] tears for owl-bones's event !

"...Killer, it just looks like I have running mascara."

"it's such a look though."

messy kisses and post-nuzzles

[thedarkcircuswritings]

🎉 The (Late) New Years 🎉

Shadow Milk is definately very delighted when you want to spend New Year's Eve with him, mostly because he knows that you'll be his even after the ball drops.

After all, who else would you rather be intertwined with other than the beastly jester himself?

Shadow Milk uses strings to wrap around your waist and pull you in close for the last kiss of the year.

After that will be the biggest party the jester has ever created! A party is needed for New Years, after all!

Even so, Shadow Milk still spends most of his time with you, giving you kisses all over and clinging onto you eagerly. Why would he ever want to leave the side of his doll?

He still hasn't let go of you, even when the party comes to an end.

Fancypants, of course, also holds a party on New Year's Eve, although it is something much more upper-class and luxurious, with sparkling water, the best foods chefs can offer, and even a front-row seat to a classy fireworks show.

Even with all of the sparkles and flashes, his eyes are still on his most expensive thing yet: you.

Fancypants is at your every beck and call, making sure everything is perfect for you on this night. After all, you deserve the world!

Starlo feels his heart skip a beat when you decide to spend New Years Eve with him, and he's one clingy cowboy for the night, smothering you with kisses and reminding you how much he loves you.

There's nothing too fancy for when it becomes the New Years, simply spending the night with Starlo, keeping him close, and wrapping each other up with sweet nothings.

Hornet doesn't exactly celebrate New Year's Eve or New Years, considering her society is much different than ours, but she does have something to show you when you decide to spend the night with her.

Instead of sparkling juice or loud fireworks, the night sky is lit up with soft fireflies that dance in coordinated precision, creating a quiet ballet for you and her to admire until the sun begins to rise.

When the morning sun hits your faces, Hornet bows to you and asks for you to be her first duel for the new year. It would be an honor to be her first fight to be with you, after all.

Lear has made many extravagant and luxurious preparations to this day. He's a prince, after all, he has to make all of these spectacular things happen... and yet his eyes stay on you for the night, and he can't pull his gaze away ever since you chose to spend your New Years with him.

Even as the cheers of trainers and Pokemon surround the night, Lear's mind is on you, wondering if this will be the year he could make you his royalty.

Lear doesn't want to outwardly show that to you of course- he's not blushing, it's just the light that's playing tricks on you!

Bill is both ecstatic and disappointed about the New Years. Ecstatic since his disciple chose to spend the time with him, but also disappointed since he was told that he couldn't plunge the world into complete chaos. But fine, if that's what you wanted...

...Although maybe he could bend time a little to spend more of it with you? Just a bit?

You're the one who chose him to be with, it's not his fault time decided not to start the New Years yet! Although Bill might have to answer to Time Baby later.

It's at least worth it for you, just so he could have you close and see you smile...

Maybe when the night does end, you can figure out how badly a triangle can actually blush.

Star Dividers: here!!

[alienssstufff]

The Hermitcraft Season 10 ‘Pirate’ AU - the notes of a madman

The premise is an expansion from this post now with more ppl innit.

The S10 island is full of criminals (charged with things done in different seasons timelines) and it’s the Time Police’s responsibility to set things right… but unfortunately this is also Grian and Demise is just a game to get ppl to do the work for him.

There are things like witches and Magic, but lately there has also been a rise of the Machine and the steam punk era with the introduction of the autocrafter.

Oh right, and aliens. From the future.

[silverskyeline]

me: why can't i write, i can't be burned out, why would i be burned out

also me: wrote 33k combined for promptobers last month

[amogus-real-not-clickbait]

part 1 of a little comic / art sequence that i've been working on! :D it's part tribute, part experimenting with brushes n colors and trying new thingz :]

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and thus continues my endless quest of spreading the carrot fics like a plague! if you've seen my art floating around you probs already figured that this au holds a very special place in my heart, forever and always!!

if you haven't heard of it, it's a fic series by @crowned-ladybug called carrot soup!! it made me wish i could speak colors and i need more people to share my struggle xd

go check it out if you're into sweet voice lore and qpr level gayness and just wanna feel warm and soft and warm (hurt/comfort my beloved) <333 there are some heavier themes cos everyone's traumatized but they're working through it! be sure to check the tags and stay safe! <3

[ghostofadoozer]

I offer some doodles I did while watching foolishs' stream last night, definitely missed watching the shark man :]

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Tina's first day at clown school, so proud she kept her cool the entire time!

[moth-flowers]

moth-flowers #21