#Don't ask me if I'm alright

[yan-iku]

I remember, I drew Dutch for like three days straight. I was possessed or something fr. (He turned into simple shapes in my head.)

Also like, handwriting reveal??

[cyanorhis]

Thinking about the fact that Zuko has had every possible hairstyle Katara could have ever been into (from bald to long hair). He wields dual swords like Jet. He is a powerful bender as the fortune teller intended. He acts as a "vigilante of sorts" like Jet did. He can be a puppy like Haru. He can be a badass like Jet. Truly the most versatile ever. He's the 1000 in 1 boyfriend fr.

Not to mention the parallels with her ofc, if we're going to consider Blue Spirit x Painted Lady shenanigans, the mommy issues, the dry sense of humor, the nerdiness, the sense of responsibility... All things that match Her regardless of her possible interests in romantic partners. It's just too amusing to me.

My dude was truly dedicated to the cause. I salute him.

[inkly-heart]

please don’t be sad little sprout, you are loved 🌱 🖤

🌱

[critter-covenant]

Hi chat have these dogday and catnap sketches I did with a crayon on a napkin at olive garden todahy

[teddybeartoji]

i went to a ceramic class for the first time ever today and it was sooso much fun oh my godd ↓↓masterpiece below

IT'S NOT GLAZED . OBVIOUSLY anyway i really like how it turned out i'm pretty proud of myself hehehehe also i had to add the cat creature........ i had to.......... it does have a tail too btw you just can't see it:3333333 he's just a little guy!!!!

[trenstrenats]

okay so this is very niche and no one's gonna get it but this is my blog so whatever

if noel gets sent to spain and we know nothing of when he was sent to, i think it's safe to assume he's still in 1934-1935. and you know what was happening in spain from 1931 to 1936? when the civil war started and all academics had to flee?

linguists were gathering information for a phonetic atlas (ALPI). so essentially they went around asking a bunch of people how they say these specific 45 words, and they asked everywhere. so in the end you get a map of how the people from the north say 'water' differently from the people on the south. and the funny thing is that in the iberian peninsula there's quite the handful of languages so you can see a lot of change as a continuum (there's not a clear border between languages)

but on top of all that overall change, noel is in there somewhere. and i just think it's so funny that if they asked him, the list from the region he appeared in would look something like this:

abeja [ɜˈβɛʎɜ]

abeja [ˈbeʎɜ]

abeja [aˈβeʎɐ]

abeja [bi:]

abeja [əˈβɜʎɜ]

[peppermintstarsonamintyway]

I uneldered Elder Faerie Cookie :D

I'd like to think back when things were just starting out with the virtues and him, he was named Moonflower before becoming, well, Elder Faerie- anyway here he is

not so elder Elder Faerie, or otherwise Moonflower as I'm gonna call him :>

enjoy elder faerie nation you get to see your boy at like maybe confused teen to young adult stage i dunno

tags for some moots I figure might wanna see it: @xaytheloser @undeadvinyls @snail-noodle @onesacrificiallamb

and for anyone who may want to turn him into a sticker and smack him onto an item-

here's the bordered version, you can now turn him into a sticker, if you can figure out how to do it (i have no clue how to do it myself good luck)

[greyedian]

MAN I'm seriously so sad about season 2. Bc I wish act 2 had the same emotional impact on me as it appears to have on so many others. But rn I'm just somewhere between unable to care and actively annoyed by some of those writing decisions. Seriously the more I think about it the less I like it.

[hatterofthelabyrinth]

if Halloween can´t be celebrated there, then what do they celebrated there or is there no celebration? (i hope you understand my english, i speak spanish)

There isn't any sort of celebration as far as I know of? I've passed houses and Lerkrims of people hosting parties and the like, but that's the closest I've seen. But no, I don't think anyone does holidays here. If they do, I haven't seen anyone celebrate it. Hey, maybe that'll be something someone can do. Set up a haunted house year round. Randomly go decorate. Make a halloween costume just for the sake of it. Seems like fun to me.

[loquarocoeur]

Maybe I’m the only one here like, I would love the proposal fic and I can’t wait for it, but sometimes you say it like it’s some form of finality to the yours verse, so I was so so happy that you decided on “more character development”, there’s never enough of the yours verse I can get, never be enoUGH~~~~~

There’s still so much kinks they could discover within each other! And so much more sweet and tenderness! Thank you for all the comfort the yours verse has brought me 😘

Okay listen I'm so sorry that I'm going to be using your completely lovely and innocent ask specifically to explain what's going on in my head, so this isn't just directed at you (i love you and i agree with you tysm) so don't freak out this is for everyone not you but YES okay:

So you're not wrong, it is a kind of finality to me.

Like obviously I know it's not that serious and I can just add in things before the proposal fic as I choose, I intentionally said that the fics aren't chronological for this kind of situation, but it still just feels a little.. set in stone you know?

Like there's so much more I want to explore about them, I feel like I don't even fully know them yet so how the hell am I meant to know where they would propose and how and what they would say and just what??

Because you know I'll be honest I currently have no intention about writing about a wedding (just personally kind of hate weddings sorry) or about married life or about kids for that matter, in terms of a timeline, the proposal probably would be the end of the yours verse for the forseeable future

So now how do I do them justice without even entirely knowing who they are yet???

There's just so much more about them that I could potentially explore and obviously I could just do the proposal thing and then add other things earlier into the series, but it also just feels kind of wrong and backwards

Like what if I discover something about them that I want to add into the proposal but now I can't because I already wrote the proposal? Or I want to add a new elemwnt to their relationship, but I can't because I already wrote the proposal one way, idk if you know what I mean bur whatever you get the point

Idk, it just feels like something very set in stone and very final which is a bit silly but I'm also just a little too attached to these characters that I've turned them into, they deserve more than me just writing the proposal now because I think I should

So yeah this is what I mean when I say I'm having a really hard time with the proposal fic and I'm actually really regretting saying that I'll write one bcs I kind of feel like I have to now? I have no idea what was going through my head, like I did put myself in this position of expectation all on my own and I know myself well enough to know that never ends well and that's why I try not to talk about my wips too much but alright I'll admit it I was stupid and I did it anyway and I fucked up

The thing is just of course I want to write it, but I feel like now there's people who are asking for and wanting it and they want it soon and I neither want to write it quicker just because I'm being asked to nor do I want to refuse to write it out of spite just because I feel pressured and annoyed about it

I do want to write it, I'm just not sure I'm ready yet? And I really don't want to make decisions abt what I write based on the readers, I want to make those decisions based on what I want you know?

Okay, I'm so sorry for babbling at your innocent anon ask like pls believe me when I say the tone in this explanation is not meant to be accusatory or rude or anything and it's definitely not directed at you personally, this is just an explanation directed at everyone who cares about the proposa and I'm just slightly panicking and trying to explain myself to people here and also reluctantly admitting that asking for the proposal fic does nothing but freak me out and also slightly annoy me, like seriously with all my love, I appreciate it and I feel bad saying it, but asking for it really doesn't help, I'm so sorry<33

[vesna-v-irkutske]

Bro your posts are like a news TV show that we watch daily, cool

Judging by what the crowd finds more interesting... If I'm a TV news channel, y'all like watching TikTok.

[suprababka]

AOFSHIDAGDKAUS OF MY GODDD IT'S EVEN BETTER THAN I IMAGINED 😭😭😭

I'm really happy you had fun writing my request AND THANKS ONCE AGAIN FOR WRITING ALL THESE AMAZING THINGS!!!

WOAAAAAAA, I'M SUPER HAPPY TO KNOW THIS!!! <333 Thank you for your kind words! It means a lot!😊🥰 Have a great day!😚💨💖

[t-errifier]

working on getting stuff back down again - i have a huge backlog now from the holiday. so i'm trying to get everything out in a timely manner aughhhh ( inbox: 87 & drafts: 32 ) i don't want to fall behind at all bc that tends to kill my writing vibe so i'm trying my hardest to beat everything down back to a more manageable number.

[beanghostprincess]

I typed shuggy into tag and noticed you answering some stuff about them so I hope it’s alright to ask!!! I finished Netflix version like yesterday and I loved shuggy vibes and I told this on tw and some people came to me and told me it’s mid and there are better shanks ships, because he doesn’t really care about buggy I tried to look through wiki but it’s so many stuff there and it will take me ages to catch up Does he care about buggy?? I want someone to spoil me!! I actually really want to know this!

Some might prefer other ships and that is alright, but straight-up saying that Shanks doesn't care about Buggy is just... Not true at all. That being the main reason why some people seem to not ship them is just ridiculous. The short answer is: Yes, he does care about Buggy. Quite a lot, actually. The Netflix adaptation skipped their flashback for literally no reason (I am guessing we will see it... Someday?) but it shows Shanks cares a lot for him.

A lot of stuff happens between them but the missing flashback is more than enough to know, I think: They were on a pirate crew together and these two are shown to be always arguing about stupid things from a very young age. Like. Childhood best friends type of thing. And I find it funny how people say Shanks doesn't care about Buggy when he is shown to be the one approaching him all the time instead of Buggy doing so. Shanks actually seems more open to showing his care for Buggy than him. Constantly. Long story short, things™ happen and Buggy finds this map and this devil fruit and he wants to sail on his own to sell it and find the treasure on the map to form his own pirate crew. Again, things™ happen and Shanks appears out of nowhere, making Buggy eat the fruit suddenly and drop the map into the sea. And because Shuggy is desperate for a new life and to make a name for himself, he jumps into the sea to grab the map. Of course, he's drowning, and Shanks doesn't hesitate, not even for a damn second to save him. Idk about you, but that is peak romance to me.

That is one of the reasons why Buggy is resentful toward Shanks. Although I think the map and fruit thing is more of a metaphor/symbology than anything else for, like, the real reason why Buggy resents Shanks. But that's another story--

And, if you don't care about spoilers, I'll just tell you THE Shuggy moment for me that shows how much Shanks cares about Buggy: They were supposed to go to the last island together with their crew but Buggy suddenly got sick and was told not to go despite his begging to let him do so. And Shanks (WITHOUT ANYBODY TELLING HIM TO, BY THE WAY, THIS IS ALL HIM) stayed back with him instead of going with the rest of the crew. He took care of Buggy when he was sick. And stayed back because he clearly didn't want to achieve their dream if Buggy wasn't there too or at least he thought it was unfair to do so without him. He was heavily worried about him, too, like-- (Not to mention the parallelisms of this with the same thing happening between a canon romantic couple in the same episode... Oda you're not subtle about Shuggy).

Most people will say "but that's a thing from the PAST! He used to care about Buggy but not anymore" but they are wrong. You truly, genuinely think that SHANKS is going to stop caring for his old friend??? ??????? ????? SHANKS????????? That man values personal connections and friendships so fucking bad it is. One of the things he teaches Luffy???? Like- There is NO way he doesn't care about Buggy. Also the bubble speech theory... When they meet again at Marineford and he smiles at him so sweetly... Crying sobbing...

I hope this was enough to answer your question! People might like other ships and that is completely alright! But saying Shanks doesn't care about Buggy......................... I am side-eyeing them......

[set-phasers-to-whump]

let me help

prompt: asking for help

whumpee: illya kuryakin

fandom: the man from uncle

hi happy halloween and welcome to my last fic of the month!! it's pre-ship and that's all there is to it. (title from the city on the edge of forever which is a star trek tos episode that i've been obsessed with for years. yeah.)

“Can you help me?”

Napoleon stops dead in his tracks. He can count on…well, no hands the amount of times he’s ever heard such a request from his partner. Admittedly they’ve only been working together a couple months, but still. Gaby’s asked. Napoleon himself has asked. 

Illya, though? Never. 

“What with?” Napoleon asks, all casual. He doesn’t want Illya to back off, to rescind his trust. 

“I cannot—this report. I do not understand what I am supposed to write.”

Napoleon moves over beside Illya and looks down at the paper atop his desk. It’s a standard mission report, and Illya has filled out the basics, but a lot of it is just blank space. 

Napoleon gets it—there are a lot of technical words involved in the report, and even he as a native speaker of English sometimes struggles to parse his experiences into the kind of terms the bureaucracy is looking for. 

“Yeah, so in this part,” Napoleon starts, gesturing to a box, “you need to write down the equipment you used.”

“Only me?”

“Yes. Gaby and I’ve filled out the same form, so they know what we’ve used collectively. This is individual data.”

“Okay,” Illya says, and Napoleon watches him very slowly write down the name of his gun, his knife, the personal radio. 

This feels weird. Not because of the task itself, which is actually quite nice, getting to explain things he understands and help his partner, but because Illya’s already filled out three mission reports before this. Why hadn’t he asked before?

Illya sniffs, huffs out a breath, and says, “I don’t want to write this.”

“I know the feeling, but we have to.”

Another sniff and another sigh. “Tomorrow I will do it.”

This is really weird. Illya is never one to put off work for tomorrow which could be done today. It’s just not how he is. 

“Are you sure? I can help you some more.”

Illya shakes his head. Napoleon feels still more strongly that something isn’t quite right. 

“Are you feeling okay?”

Illya looks at him very intently, and very deliberately says, “I am fine.”

Something in his expression emboldens Napoleon, tells him he’s right. And so he pushes. “No, you’re not. Something’s the matter, and you might as well tell me.”

Illya scowls. “You don’t know this.”

“You asked me for help with a mission report, and I know you’ve done these before without any help. So something’s up.”

“It’s nothing.”

“Try again.”

“It’s stupid.”

“Better.”

Illya looks at his desk for a very long time. His ears have turned pink. When he looks up at Napoleon, his cheeks are pink as well, and there’s a sort of shame and dismay in his eyes that Napoleon has never seen before. 

“I didn’t ask. Before, when I was writing these reports. I thought…I was worried that you will think I’m stupid. Because I don’t know these technical words.”

“I’d never think you were stupid. Not for something like that. Maybe for your propensity to put yourself into extreme danger, but never for this. Even I struggle with what these mission reports want from me, and I’m writing them in my first language.”

Illya nods very slightly. He still looks faintly miserable, and Napoleon is determined to get to the bottom of everything and fix it. 

“You can always come to me for help with these reports. Or anything else, actually. If I can help you with anything, ever, just…just let me know.” This is perhaps a bit more than he’d intended to say, a bit too revealing when, all things considered, they haven’t known each other for that long, but it’s true, and he means it. 

Only now it seems like he’s done something wrong, because Illya’s eyes have gotten all glassy and he really hadn’t meant to make things worse but of course he somehow has. 

“Sorry. If that was…too much. I did mean it, though.”

Illya looks rather surprised by this apology. “Why are you sorry? It’s very kind.”

“I just thought…well, you looked upset. You still do, actually. I was worried I’d said something wrong.”

Illya’s cheeks turn pinker, and he looks away. “It’s nothing.”

“You have to quit saying that.”

“Really, though. It is fine.”

Napoleon crosses his arms and waits. 

“Maybe I am sick.” Illya says this very quietly and hesitantly, like he’s not sure of it. 

The entire thing suddenly makes sense. The asking for help, the general look of suffering, the lowered emotional barriers. He feels like a fool for not having put the pieces together sooner. 

Hindsight is 20/20, he reflects, reaching out a hand and laying it against Illya’s forehead. His partner doesn’t so much as flinch.  

The skin beneath his hand is warm to the touch, though not to a dangerous degree. He doesn’t miss the way Illya leans into his palm, just a bit, the way he sinks back into himself when Napoleon pulls his hand away. 

Napoleon wants to prolong this contact that Illya seems to be drawn towards. He wants to sit beside him and wrap an arm around him, let Illya’s forehead come to rest against his shoulder, a little too warm, wants so badly to be that little bit of help, of comfort, that makes the illness more bearable. 

He checks his watch. “Only an hour left of the day. Let’s get out of here. I’ll drive you home.”

He hasn’t been to Illya’s apartment yet. Doesn’t know if he’s allowed. But he wants to help and is willing to fight for it. 

Not that there’s any need. Illya, rather surprisingly, just nods. “Okay.”

Napoleon extends a hand, and it feels like a little victory when his partner takes it and allows himself to be helped to his feet. 

Once standing, he sways for a second, braces a hand against the desk, then inhales deeply. 

“Alright?”

A small nod. 

“Let’s go, then.”

They traipse out of the building without running into anyone else. There’s a nonzero chance Waverly will be mildly peeved tomorrow, but Napoleon will take the fall gladly. 

Just before they reach Napoleon’s car, Illya stops. For a second Napoleon thinks, this is it, he’s going to refuse, but then Illya simply says, “thank you.”

He sounds so sincere that it makes Napoleon’s chest ache, just a little. He wonders when was the last time that Illya was driven home by someone. When he was last really cared for when unwell, and not brushed aside or treated brusquely. 

“Of course,” Napoleon replies. It’s all he can think to say. 

They climb into the car, and Napoleon drives them to Illya’s apartment—he knows where it is, although he’s never been there. What kind of spy would he be, otherwise?

When they get there, he’s again afraid that this is the moment where Illya will have had enough. Where the training and culture of the KGB is going to kick in, and Illya is going to kick him out. 

It never happens. Illya does not say a word when Napoleon comes up with him, when he bustles around the kitchen looking for ingredients for soup, when he brings Illya water and medicine and blankets. 

In fact, the only thing he really says, when Napoleon is standing by the stove and contemplating what the hell kind of soup he can make with the sad array of ingredients he’s found in the cabinets, is exactly the opposite of Napoleon’s worries. 

“Stay?”

“I’m not going anywhere,” he promises, and he thinks that he wants this to mean forever.

thanks for reading! with this i am now a whumptober completionist for six years running isn't that insane?? i am so happy i managed to do all this while doing all my other shit too!!!! i had such a good time writing this month and i hope you enjoyed reading, whether you've read all my fics or just this one. i love you guys!!!!

[kingslionheart]

whats the weirdest thing you’ve ever normalised

i wanted to try to find something a bit lighter to say but there's genuinely nothing light in anything weird that i have normalised, SO.

i guess the weirdest thing i have normalised is exclusion, like actively excluding people and being very open about it. i wasn't the one doing that, it was done to me in middle school and that was part of the bullying i was subjected to, tho the adults (especially the teachers) were the ones who made me normalise it and bullying in general, because they constantly repeated to me like on a daily basis that bullying didn't exist and neither did exclusion, and therefore of course A 12 YEARS OLD IS GOING TO NORMALISE THAT