#GET ME OOOOUT OF HERE

[maned-dog]

Born to spend a ludicrous amount of money on pokemon merch, forced to live in a secluded russian village💔💔💔

[frigz-selfshipping]

playing marvel rivals is making me fall back into marvel especially JAMES FUCKING "BUCKY" BARNES

[charlieisacastle]

checking my emails every 30 minutes like its the damn fridge and im waiting for my visa to materialize in it

[hamster-with-a-knife]

The way this past few days when i've been home alone i was able to breathe normally, specially the time i spent with Alex, and the moment my father returned i went back to being constantly aware of my own breathing and had trouble not hyperventilating avdjakdfjagdjs

[jayaury]

Slime Guide

The way oooout of the swaaaamp?

Oh gosh. I dunno. I'm just a siiiiiilly slime girl. I'm soooo forgetful.

But heeeeey! I know. If you come iiiiin here and massage my big breasts, I bet that'd help me remember.

Suuuure it would. Slime girls aaaalways think with their tits. Everybody knoooows that.

Mmmm. That's it. Get your hands on my biiiiig... soooooft... boobs.

Mmmm. You're doing suuuuuch a goooood jooooob. I'm feeling muuuuch smarter.

Awww. But are you feeling duuuumber?

Ooooops! Did I forget to mention? The pretty patterns on my biiiig tiiiiits make cuties get soooo forgetful. Sooooo dumb.

But hey! I thiiiiink I remember what you wanted to know noooow. You wanted to know if I'd keep you as my braaaaainless bimbo, riiiiight?

Of couuuuurse you did. Just noooood along.

Goooood boy. Now just siiiiink, silly bimbo.

Siiiiiiink into mistress's tits.

Siiiiiink into my body.

Juuuuust give in like a gooooood duuuuumb bimbooooo shouuuuld...

[epickiya722]

Hi,.....if you don't mind me asking, can I ask your top 5 (or top 3) favorite characters from BNHA? Amd why do you love them? And your top 5 favorite moments from the series? Sorry if you've answered this question before....If you've answered them before, do you mind changed the amswers to Sk8 series....(Again sorry if I'm asking too much)....

Thanks so much for your blog, love reading them ......

HOW DID I ALMOST FORGET TO ANSWER THIS, WTH, KIYA?!

Anyways!

Okay, I'll do 3 since I also want to answer for SK8! First, BNHA!

My favorite characters are (and should be no surprise to anyone who has been following my blog long enough 😆)...

Miruko - hands down she easily became my favorite the moment she graced her presence in the story. She's the #5 Pro Hero who just hops around and kicks ass. She's a "no nonsense, let's get this done" character and I have to applaud Sakaya Kinoshita and Anairis Quiñoes for providing such great voices for her. Both women really put "I'm a badass and I know it" into voicing Miruko. There's also the fact that rabbits are one of my favorite animals.

Midoriya - He's unique to me. He has a range that I like. He could look like he couldn't hurt a fly and then the next he looks out for blood. His green curls and freckles are nice touches to his character. He's sweet, kind and has a sharp mind. But he's also stubborn, quick to anger, irrational. Out of all BNHA characters, he is the one I do relate to the most when it comes to having emotions. Again, I'm applauding voice actors here because Daiki Yamashita and Justin Briner bring Midoriya to life on the screen for me. I could not imagine any other voices but theirs for the sub and dub, I just can't.

Rock Lock - I'm giving Rock Lock love here because he just doesn't get enough of it. He's one of the few adult characters that really did bring up a good point about the kids in season 4 and yet does recognize their potential. He immediately gave me Dad vibes and I was right that he was indeed one. Which is another element to his character I love. He thinks about his family, he is really a softie. I love that for him. When he thought about making it back to his wife and son, I teared up a little. And I'll bring race into this for a bit because it is not often we do get Black characters in media with a softer side, let alone in media not created by Black people. So it was nice to see an actual family man with a job like his where it doesn’t affect said family in a bad way like Endeavor's does or even Captain Hero's in Vigilantes where he was having some martial problems. He's #1 Dad and husband in my book and I take no arguments on that. Also, anytime he talks I gotta to listen. Again, yes, voice actors, Yasuhiro Fujiwara and Gabe Kunda, love them. And his quirk, I actually love that quirk. It's a fun one.

Now for moments!!! Again, doing just three. And I'm sticking to just the anime here to avoid spoilers.

Ya'll already know I'm going to say the Miruko vs. High End Nomus fight. Out of all the fights in season 6, that is one of the best ones. Even leading up to her being Shigaraki's containment. I was actually surprised that made it on one of the recent Watchmojo anime videos for anime fights that caught the audience by surprise or something along those lines. Of course, not mad about it because oh my gosh, just watching her kick ass in a purple lit setting really just... I loved it so much.

I gotta bring up the dorm room episode here. It's one of the episodes I can rewatch and not get tired of it. There's so many funny moments in that episode and to be more specific my favorite scene is when they got to Tokoyami's room. From him trying to stop them from checking out his room, be overpowered because it was 2 to 1 and he is still fairly small (doesn't even have muscles until later) to the showcasing of the room. His room is my favorite. Gothic setting with black and purple lighting? Hell yes! I also love his "GEEEEET OOOOUT!" Don't blame him.

For the third one... hm... I have a lot of moments I like and I'll pick season 4 for this since not a whole of people talk about that season. And I'll choose... okay, when Eri finally smiled. That scene actually made me cry, did it. She's been through so much and all it took for her to smile was to see Midoriya on stage and have a fun time. Honestly, every time Eri smiles I want to or actually do cry. I did it in Mirio's flashback of his when she smiled at him in season 6. She's just so precious!

Now onto SK8 the Infinity! Starting with the characters which was hard to do because I do love them all as a whole.

Reki - he's literal sunshine who really has some great artistic skills. And out of all the characters, his design is my favorite out of everyone else's. I would wear his hoodies and I love how he wears many colors. He had a signature outfit, but he does change his clothes and his aesthetic is something I would wear. I am a sucker for colors and hoodies. Also, love hearing

Sketchy - Yes, that little pet is a favorite. He's just so freaking adorable??? Sassy little creature.

Nanako - Langa's mom is just so amazing. That woman really is just trying her best to be a good mom and you know she really does love her son and her late husband. She reminds me of Inko, Midoriya’s mom. Just a woman who has a kind heart and wants nothing but her son to be okay and safe.

And now for moments!!

The beach episode is overall is a favorite. I love that episode as a whole. It was a very funny episode... then episode 7 happened. I never thought the number 7 would betray me.

I really love that part where Reki and Langa were fixing skateboard, it's such a sweet moment.

The part in the epilogue with the Kyan family! As a big sister, it warmed my heart seeing another big bro Reki moment with the twins! IT WAS SO ADORABLE!!

[nutlessspeedrun]

Denial Journal: July 10th

yet again, i have found myself incidentally denied orgasm :p

after my last stint of denial - which lasted for 13 days - i diiiid let myself get off a couple times... only three, though! the last time i came was on the first of this month, so its been nine days already! i wanna last longer than 13 days, but we'll have to see how that goes...

my girlfriend was the one who got me off. it was wonderful, she's veeery talented at pushing my buttons ♡ i got to beg and plead not to cum, and when i finally did tip over the edge, i SWEAR, i came for almost 30 seconds straight... i was mush after that...

my libido went down a bit after that, as you might expect. ive had a rough couple of weeks... way too much going on at once! between appointments and job hunting and social obligations, i have been wiiiiped oooout. luckily, it finally came back! ... when i went on a trip out of town for the weekend with next to no privacy...

ive spent a lot of my Me Time editing pictures and videos of myself that ive taken over the past few months. so, that has me a little... worked up... but outside of that, the only time ive gotten to indulge has been with my pants around my knees as i frantically rub myself in a bathroom. and the first time i tried to do that, someone was knocking on the door within thirty seconds of my fingertips reaching my straining cock. uuuhg...

i managed a few edges, at least. on my last day - before a five hour drive - i had to press my hand over my mouth to keep from whimpering during my frantic rubbing. my cock wanted to have an orgasm SO bad, but i can't just let it cum! poor thing...

im back home again now, and have spent most of the day dozing. i can feel myself getting wet as i spend time scrolling through nasty stuff on my phone, buuut... sometimes, its nice to let yourself hump the air, isn't it?

here's hoping for some nice play time later!! ♡

[slimeybee]

Assad could do "GET OOOOUT OF HERE GHOST" but Paul could never do "do you find me boring?" - Emily

[stevienick]

every day im reminded that im in a country where half the population voted for bolsonaro and believe in the same things he does. its not come to brasil anymore, its help me leave brasil

[michaelaftonsluv]

AAAH i have an idea for a part two to the crack baby fanfic lol

maybe michael kinda breaks down n we comfort him n all that blah blah, and he falls asleep on the couch

MAYYYBE and hear me out, william pulls up to the house asking "ohh is my son here i need to talk to him" in a 'calm' voice but we can tell hes ready to bounce off the walls at anytime, so we lie and say "ooohhhh nahhh i haven't seen him since like yesterday" and willy leaves

turns oooout michael was awake and listened to us lie to willy for his safety and hes grateful ig idk

i'm not a writer so i just thought of this yeahhh

Yoo I did this!! Here it is

crack baby (part one) here!

Hope you like part two :) Thank you all for the love on part one.

crack baby part two

bite of ‘83 michael x reader

genre: angst

12:56 A.M.

The clock in your living room showed.

Michael had stopped sniffling by now, and was now fast asleep in your lap, drooling. You took this opportunity to slowly take his shoes off for him and gently place them next to the sofa.

Before this, when you confronted him about the whole blood on his shoes thing, he just completely broke down.

“I’m sorry to incon-inconvenience you.” He sniffled. “I just cannot face my fa-father right now, he’ll actually ki-kill me. He’s capable of so much.” He choked out, his British accent was very clear throughout his stuttering.

Poor Michael looked so scared.

“That’s okay. I can let you live here for a little bit, I just have to find a way to hide you from my parents.” You smiled. He gave a half smile and cuddled up on your couch.

He didn’t end up telling you what the blood was, but you figured he’d tell you soon enough.

The room grew silent, with nothing but Michael’s sniffles and the rain pouring down outside to keep your ears entertained.

“Remember when you used to sneak over here when we were kids and we’d watch movies and have slumber parties?” You whispered. Michael smiled. “And my mom used to always knew when I snuck out somehow and always come to pick me up a few hours later.” He smiled. “I guess this is kinda like that, just, you know.. I’m hiding from my dad.” He laughed. You weren’t sure if you should laugh along with him, so you just smiled.

You lost your train of thought when you heard a knock at your door to which, your dog started barking.

“Shh.. shh!!” You told your dog as you looked over at your clock.

1:00 A.M.

“Hello?” A familiar British voice sounded from behind the door.

Shit, it’s Mr. Afton.

Your dog continued barking.

“Sweetie I’ll answer it, just, hold on!” You panicked. If you were to open the door right now, Mr. Afton was sure to see Michael. You got up, put a blanket loosely over Michael, moved a table in front of the sofa. As you opened the door, you could feel your spine tingle.

It was Mr. Afton.

“Sorry to come at such a late hour, Ms. L/n. I’m just in a panic.” He said, giving you a slight smile. “No, it’s no worries.” You smiled. It was no longer raining, so you had no reason to invite him inside your house.

“I’ll cut to the chase.” He said “Do you know where Michael is?” He asked calmly.

Shit. Was he onto you?

You had to come up with a response on a whim. “Uh, no I haven’t seen him since Friday. Sorry about that. If he comes around, I can take a message for you!” You said. Mr. Afton frowned.

“Where are your parents?” He asked, his eyebrows getting stiff. “Overseas.” You responded. That actually wasn’t a lie, your dad was a real estate agent, and your mom came along with him for trips. Right now, they were in Africa.

“I can take a message for you.” You repeated.

You could see Mr. Afton peering behind you, to the couch. Michael was there, but he was well enough covered to where Mr. Afton couldn’t see him. What was he looking at?

You quickly realized he wasn’t looking at the sofa, but he was looking at the shoes next to the sofa.

As soon as he noticed you noticed he was staring, he choked up a response and pulled at his shirt collar. “Oh, uh, please tell him that his father is lookin for him, and uh,” he paused, looking behind you again. “..that I miss him.” He added. “Will do, goodbye Mr. Afton, it was great talking to you.” You closed the door and locked it.

You turned around to see Michael awake, looking at you. You gasped. “No no, don’t worry. I only just started sitting up right now, he didn’t see me.” He assured you. You exhaled with relief. “I was so scared, he saw your shoes but he didn’t ask to come in. Did I wake you up?” You asked. “No, he did. I could feel his presence from a mile away, I knew he’d come here.” He responded. You looked at the ground. You could feel Michael come up to you and put his hands on your shoulders. “Hey,” he shook you, causing you to look up to him, “he didn’t see me and he probably won’t come back, don’t worry.” He smiled at you.

“Thank you for lying for me. I owe you BIG time.” He emphasized the “big”. “Are you feeling better?” You asked. “No, but you make me feel better, so I’m fine.” He looked in your eyes. You smiled and hugged him, which he wasn’t expecting, so he flinched a bit. Eventually he hugged back.

“Do you want a midnight snack?” You asked.

“Y/n, its,” he looked over at the clock, “1:06 A.M.. That would be more like breakfast.” He laughed.

You and Michael started making eggs and bacon. After that, you guys fell asleep on your couch.

[iricathel]

Caw! 

Caw, caw!

A few squawks echoed outside Irina’s house, confirming Scarlett's presence, currently in her crow form, for a small birthday celebration. She arrived holding a small bag in her beck, and, after dropping it, she called Irina with a few ‘caws’ before returning to her normal form. Truth be told, she had considered making a loud introduction like her friend did for her, but... if Irina had some of her relatives over it would probably not be the best idea. She wished to be able to spend that day with her, preferably alive.

However, that wasn't going to stop her excitement and eagerness to deliver her gifts.

“Come oooout!” The Ghoul called, now with her actual voice, as she softly knocked on the door. Softly, because she decided not to wear any gloves that day, as it wasn’t part of the outfit she wanted to use: The one that Irina had got her for her birthday, along with the perfume of that same day.

While waiting for the door to open, she took one thing that was poking out of the bag, intending to present it to her as the first thing she’d see. The bag could only carry so much (and so could her), so it just had three little boxes plus some flowers that were poking out of it. At the sight of the birthday girl, a wide smile appeared on her face.

“Haaaaaappy~ birthday~ to~ you~” She sweetly sang to her, as she held a bouquet of Dahlias.

“Fu~ I wanted to get the prettiest ones and I ended up picking so many… I hope you like them!” She let her have the bouquet, before performing a brief bow, tilting her head to the side hoping her headpiece wouldn’t fall off. “Well~ Party or not, I especially dressed for this occasion, mind you. So, excuse me while I spoil you a little, to the best of my ability.” The Ghoul made her way into the Owl’s house, carrying her bag behind her.

Once alone in the comfort of the blonde’s abode, two small boxes were taken out of the medium-sized bag of gifts. 

"Look at this!"

The first, contained a necklace with a pendant heart. An anatomically accurate heart at that, royal blue in color.

“Isn’t it great? I think it has such a strong vibe, it’s unbelievably beautiful and… very royal.” She giggled, taking it out and letting it hang from her fingers. “I would be lying if I said it didn’t remind me of you as soon as I saw it.”

Watching the pendant hang back and forth, she couldn't help but feel a little excited by the contents of the second box. In truth, it was the silliest thing. But it was cute. Somewhat useless. But very cute–!

“Now, this…” Putting the necklace aside, she got the next gift out and presented it to her: A little, rather fabulous, cat-shaped holder. Naturally, Scarlett found it adorable and got two at once. Although now she was worrying it was a little childish in comparison to the rest. “… It’s very cute, don't you think? I got one for myself, too!”

“They can hold things such as jewelry, or anything you put on their little paws! Just look at their poses~!” She chuckled with the two cats in her hands, lost in the cuteness she found in their little shapes. “They are the strongest kitties and they will watch over your rings and earrings!”

The ramble extended a little more and she couldn't help but giggling at the end. However, after breathing out in order to gain some composure back, she looked at her gifts, lost in thought for a moment.

“Well, these gifts may not be as grand... In my defense, though, bringing them like this was a little tedious, my jaw hurts a little from carrying this bag on my way here–” She massaged the side of her face, the tension on her small crow body seemed to have left a little soreness. No longer than a second before, she smiled back. “But, I thought you may like them. Ah!” Her eyes met Irina’s again, lowkey anxious. “I have one more thing... It is for us to enjoy now, maybe– Please don’t be too harsh on me, I have some feelings, okay?”

The last box contained a chocolate dessert in plastic cups.

“I wasn’t going to risk bringing glass or crystal ones, but we can pretend they are, yes?”

Restless, she had the urge to say something else about them.

“I… must warn you. I may or may not have... made them myself. But! I didn’t burn anything! These didn’t need any oven– …And they are not poisonous, or, at least, uh… I tasted them before, and I’m still okay. Hahaha~. But, in all seriousness, I wanted to try and make something for you myself, after all you’ve done for me. I hope it’s to your liking, otherwise we can go eat something elsewhere…?” A nervous chuckle left Scarlett’s lips before she handed Irina one of the cups. Then, she stared at hers for a moment, before speaking again.

“Ha... Really, I appreciate knowing someone like you, Irina. Your company is something I cherish a lot.” In a small sigh, her cheeks warmed up a little as she offered a fond smile, her eyes now in full of tender appreciation. “I hope we can share moments like these a lot more in the future. Here for more fun and happiness by your side... Happy birthday.”

The sound of a strong flapping of wings like dry blows in the air, along with a few 'caw' piqued Irina's attention. It was true that it could be any raven, but that intonation was quite peculiar and familiar. Soon, the blonde's suspicions were cleared up as she finally recognized the voice of her ghoul friend. — Ah, of course it would be Scarlett. — She commented with a soft giggle before getting up and going to open the door before any of her relatives did.

— Good afternoon Scarlett, I'm glad to see-- Ah! — The blonde paused to stop to admire the outfit that the redhead was wearing. It was the gift the Owl had given her for her birthday. — My, you look stunning! It looks much better on you than I thought. — Irina praised with a smile as warm as the heat that was growing in her heart when she noticed that detail.

A short serenade of celebration, and eyes as green as the lush forest around them fixed on the bouquet of her favorite flowers, sporting a unique symmetry and quality of color to put the sunset to shame.

— How pretty!! They look freshly cut and very well cared for... ~ I can already imagine how well they will decorate my room. — Grinning, the blonde took the bouquet in her hands and stepped aside to let her friend enter her house. — I hadn't thought about having a celebration, but make yourself comfortable as if it were your home... After all, it feels like you're one of the family. — She joked, as she placed the bouquet in a vase of water on a dresser.

Looking at the contents of the small gift box that Scarlett opened for her, Irina gently raised her eyebrows in amazement at how detailed and realistic that blue heart looked.

— Let me guess... You thought of me because I like royal blue... because it's royal and with it the blue blood... or because it would be like giving me your own heart ~? — Irina crooned with a frisky smile as she planted her sparkling emeralds on the amethysts.

She averted her gaze back to current normal to appreciate another gift: A cat playfully posing like a diva.

A chuckle escaped her throat as she cupped her gift in her palms, giving it a look filled with tenderness and adoration at how cute it looked.

— Just look at it! It looks very adorable, I must tell the truth... And looking at yours, our colors combine very well, don't you think so? —

Soon a sweetening smell tickled the blonde's nostrils with a cool touch. Peeking a little her sight in the last gift box, noticing inside it some glasses that would give her palate an enormous chocolate delight, hugging hee sweet tooth like a child visiting the Willy Wonka factory.

— Oh my... so you did this by yourself, you say? — Taking one of the cups in her hand, Irina immediately noticed that it was a material made of plastic. — Well, if you're still alive, I shouldn't worry then. Besides, you have to put a lot of effort into screwing up this type of preparation. — The woman joked with a slight crude humor as she gently waved her free hand while giggling a bit before placing it on Scarlett's shoulder. — Just joking of course! I am sure that if you decided to make this effort it must have turned out very delicious. —

Taking the gift boxes to the side, Irina guided Scarlett to sit comfortably on the sofa in her living room while she placed the chocolate cups on the coffee table.

— I am very grateful that you have taken so much time with me, Scarlett... Even though birthdays are usually not such a big thing for us demons. However, I appreciate your company very much and I hope to be able to enjoy it from today for all eternity from now on. For me you are not only a friend, but something much more special... As an eternal companion of experiences, for all our long life. —

Smiling at her with remarkable sweetness and warmth, Irina sat down next to Scarlett, handing her a silver coffee spoon.

— Here. Join and enjoy this little delicacy with me. —

[ask-whitepearl-and-steven]

How to Ask Steven stuff.

Because apparently we need a tutorial.

Okay guys. I know I encourage you to send me asks and then somehow don’t reply to any of your lovingly-crafted little gifts of joy and 280 characters. I ask for questions for Steven and then never touch them when they arrive. 

And so it stands to reason that we may need to explain WHY and HOW I choose the asks I answer. 

It turns out I DON’T just answer every question willy nilly, and I DON’T just answer the ones who yell the loudest, beg the most, and send me the most asks. In fact, all those things just make it more likely to delete your message! (Sorry guys, but if you wrote ‘plz reply!!!!’ into any message you sent me, there’s a 99% chance I deleted it immediately.)

Anyway, to remedy this breakdown in communication, I’ve decided to do a quick writeup of how I select asks - and which asks I delete on sight and why. 

Keep in mind that this is not an exhaustive list. 

Let’s get right into it:

[Text: Reason #1: Future Vision. Ask reads: “Steven!! Listen to me! You’re not a full gem! You’re White Diamond’s don! Pearl killed Pink! Rose Quartz isn’t who she says she is!!!” - REJECTED.]

Guilty of - trying to be a sapphire and using future vision to spoil plot points FOR THE CHARACTERS. 

I will not reply to these asks. Full stop. The ONLY time I did was back in season 1 where someone told Steven he’s magical.

Reason: It takes away Steven’s ability to discover things on his own, and makes even less sense in the meta. WHY would a person sending him asks know more about it than he, himself does?

[Text: Reason #2: Choose Your Own Adventure Gaming. Ask reads: “Steven, you should go up to the lighthouse on top of the temple. Then knock on the door. Then talk to Ronaldo. Then ask him about Sneeple. Then...” - REJECTED]

Guilty of - trying to control Steven like a character in a videogame or an RPG.

These asks get a delete 90% of the time because 90% of the time they don’t move the story forward. They’re just the asker trying to grab control of the story to move it in the direction THEY personally want it to go. The solution here is to make your own story. 

Even asks that have one thing are on thin ice. If you sent me a message that starts with ‘Steven, you should ___’ then there’s a 50% chance it will not be answered.

Reason: It says ‘ASK’, not  ‘TELL’ and not ‘ORDER’. 

[Text: Reason #3: Sex/Violence. Ask is censored with a mosaic. REJECTED. ]

Guilty of: Not reading the room.

We get it. You’re edgy. You Grew Up. You know about Big Adult Stuff. It’s Exciting for you because it’s new and makes you realize for the first time that you’re a bag of meat. You’re trying to wipe the feeling off by inflicting it on other people and hope it makes them feel the same way because you can’t handle thoughts going through it alone. The idea of thinking something and NOT immediately sharing it is alien to you. You have no self control. 

Reason: There’s a time and place for everything. This is not that time, and not that place. 

[Text: Reason #4: Too Soon. Ask: “Hey Steven, I just wanted to ask about how Earl feels about Rose now that she knows Rose shattered Pink Diamond!” ON HOLD.]

Guilty of: Jumping the gun and asking about a plot turn that has not yet taken place in the comic. 

These asks are actually fine! :)

But I am unlikely to answer them anytime soon. The most likely outcome is that I save them to my Big Ol’ Pile of Asks and answer them... someday. When they finally become applicable. 

[Text: Reason #5: Misc. Ask 1: “Hey can you draw me my OC he has spiky hair and anime eyes and big boots and his...” Ask 2: “can steven skateboard? also i love your work :)” Ask 3: “When is the next comic coming oooout? Last week you posted 36 panels and this week you ONLY posted 34!!! >:( Why are you so lazy?!”]

I think most of these are a little self-explanitory.

I will generally delete asks that:

- beg for artwork, especially for free

- ignore the FAQ

- ask ME questions instead of asking Steven, or combine them (sorry guys... I wanna answer, but if I can’t tell which one of us you’re talking to, I can’t use the ask!)

- Demand that I work MORE or that I’m somehow not satisfying your intense need for free-to-read content at the desired pace, because the world is your oyster and you NEED. THAT. PONY!!!! 

... I want to mention one LAST reason that I may be ‘ignoring’ your ask. 

And that is to say, I’m not ignoring you at aLL and instead I’m just holding the ask quietly and sobbing because you’ve absolutely made my day with your kind words and I can’t find it in me to release the ask into the wild. 

(I love you all, I promise I read your ask!! I’m just very bad at answering! I’m so sorry!!!!)

And just to finish off, to put your minds to rest I will also say this:

I WILL NEVER DELETE ASKS FOR ONLY THIS REASON: 

- Your English isn’t “good enough”

I am an immigrant. I also had to learn English. Trust me, a few mistakes here and there are FINE! Don’t worry about spelling or grammar! If I understand you, we’re good. 

Thank you for reading! I hope this was somewhat helpful.

Okay but seriously, PLEASE read the FAQ.

[inkedmyths]

S1: E13 "Route 666"

Brought to you by Crepe giving me more FR things.

This episode featuring: A truck, racism, old flames, and Ink losing their mind for a minute there

What an imaginative title. Funny tho

WOAH. TRUCK

Imagine being chased by this bigass truck out of nowhere thats crazy

[ Kayla: Pennsylvania activities. ]

OH SHIT ITS IN FRONT OF HIM NOW

Uhm. Lewis Mystery Skulls Animated's more asshole older brother?

And it just disappears. ~Spoooooooky~

Dean by old friend is this someone you jilted or stole something from

Sam is harassing Dean about it. As you do.

Dean making faces as Sam yells at him for this

Ohhhh boy oh yikes

Well this is awkward! Whats happening here

Sam: (skeptical)

Dean: (taking it as seriously as he can)

The energy here

OH SHIT ITS THAT OTHER GUY. THAT WAS TALKING WITH HER EARLIER

Is. Is

Is the truck

Racist

[ Kayla is laughing at this point, and says to imagine the Family Feud music playing. ]

ARE YOU SERIOUS

RACIST TRUCK??

LMAO Sam continuing to heckle Dean about Cassie

INSURANCE IMPERSONATORS

Oh. Oh fuckin haunted truck

Haunted Racist Truck

Flying Dutchman but racist ghost

Dean opened up got burned and is now being a little bitch about it and Sam is 👀👀👀

This ep really has it all. Racist truck. Dean's ex.

[ At this point I pause because I needed to grab something to drink. Meanwhile, Mel pops in to acknowledge the racist truck. Then Crepe says that she thinks its not the only racist vehicle in Supernatural, which prompted. Well. ]

Back to Dean's awkward tension with this chick

OHHHH SHE IS CALLING HIM OOOOUT

Oh Dean you are a dumbass

And also not getting the job done

Ah. Yes. Obligatory makeouts and. Yeah. Etc. Mhm.

The music is really making this

OH SHIT THE TRUCK ITS GOING TO TUM HIM OVER

Oh hes dead

Dean you're just bad at feelings

I kind of like her tbh. Should I place money on something bad happening to her

Look at that Dean can talk about feelings! Just a little bit though

Dorian family... the former paper owners... white...... hm...

AHA. It angered the racist ghost! Got it

OH BOY THE TRUCK IS ABOUT TO RUN THROUGH THE HOUSE

NOOOO GET BACK HET BACK

UPSTAIRS YOU FOOL

Oh thank god she's not exploded

ARE THOSE MUGS EMPTY

Cyrus Dorian

DIED?

OH. OH THEY KILLED HIM

Ohhh god thats so sad... god they just wanted to be married

A CHILDREN'S CHOIR...

GOD THEY DIDN'T DO ANYTHING WRONG. THERE WAS NOTHING ELSE THEY COULD DO

HE DIDN'T TELL! HE DIDN'T TELL HE KEPT HIS MOUTH SHUT AUGH

LMAO Sam "My life was so simple"

They are going body dredging

SAM'S FACE LMAO he is enjoying this waaaay too much

Is the body not going to be in the truck to make things harder

EW no there it is!

WUH OH. TRUCK IS STILL THERE

Blow up the truck?

Yep! Time to burn the truck while Dean has a ghostly car chase

Is the car going to get a little dented for drama and then Dean whines about it bc thats Baby

Oh? Whatcha up to Sam?

Juke the truck!

HUH

Is that gate special what happened there

OH. ITS THE CHURCH GROUND

"What if you were wrong!?" "Huh. That honestly didn't occur to me." No braincells pinging around Sam's brain except "Oh church"

Byyyye Cassie I hope this means you live your life free of dying via Winchester bullshit

50/50 hard to say its season 1 ✨

THE SUNGLASSES? DEAN?

Oh hes taking a nap

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Well that was a fucking experience especially right after the last episode. Racist truck...

Shoutout to whoever played Cassie's mom? That was some excellent emotive acting there, really believable. Man.

Dean Winchester really is "I'll keep all my emotions here, and one day, I'll die."

Sam wins a star this ep for sheer little siblimg energy the whole time

[askspeedy]

FOR A SHORT TIME ONLY: ME.. again?

https://askspeedy.tumblr.com/tagged/for-a-short-time-only/chrono

I did this.. once.. before. Like. 8 years ago?? I planned on doing it again and then uhh never did. Whoops.

So here’s the TL;DR- For A Short Time Only is a little fun thing I did back in 2013 where I had text sent to me and then I said it out loud in my microphone.

That’s the entire gist of it. Narcissism, ho!.. Well, not really. Some people actually liked this, and uh. Yeah. It’s back for A SHORT TIME ONLY! Except instead of doing it literally less than 24 hours, I’m opening this up for uhh a little while, actually. But lemme get to that in a moment, FIRST OFF:

Minor set of rules:

One request per person. Too bad, so sad. (...I bet some folk will ask friends on their behalf..)

I’m expecting sentences, not a paragraph of text. (I AM ABSOLUTELY NOT TAKING PARAGRAPHS THIS TIME. I will decline it if it’s longer than like 3 sentences, and dont think run-on sentences will fool me.)

Send them through asks, make sure they’re like “VOICE: <text>” (THIS IS A REQUIREMENT. NO SUBMISSIONS. IF IT DOESNT START WITH VOICE: I’M IGNORING IT.)

Anons NOT welcome. If an anon sends an ask I’m not doing it. (Just like last time, exceptions apply if and ONLY if you let me know beforehand from another source. I know some people from other social media might simply not have a Tumblr account.)

NOTHING OFFENSIVE. Cusswords are fine but if I find it offensive, I ain’t doing it. (Guys, it’s 2021. Not 2013. Let’s keep shit fucking civil for goddamned once, okay?)

The deadline for this is.. The Midnight Between Saturday 8 May and Sunday 9 May, CEST. If you’re a second late, you’re a second TOO late. I will absolutely check times. You have well over 3 days for crying out loud.

I will also advertise this on other social media, but will ONLY accept asks on Tumblr! See rule 4′s exception!

I hope I get more than just 4(+1 declined and 1 missing in the aether) submissions this time around.. : )

Oh, and disclaimer: I reserve the right not to do any text I don’t like, even outside of rule 5, and you’re shit outta luck. I’ll probably do a combined recording like last time, at some later to be decided time. I’m not gonna do it instantly, probably. Have some patience.

I’ll advertise it on the other social media as well, if you’re from there, don’t worry. :P

Speeedy oooout~

[leechy-keen]

Love Like Yours- Day 4

Prompt number 4 for the @lovelikeyoursfest ! :^)

Title: Glow Fandom: The Arcana Characters x Pairings: Julian Devorak x OC Word Count: 1041 Rating: G Warnings/notes: none Summary: Payton teaches Julian another magic lesson

“Ok, remember when we were in the tower, and you made fire? We’re going to do something like that again, only with this time.” It had been awhile since they’d practiced magic, so Payton thought they should start with something somewhat familiar. “But we’re going to use light this time.”

“Should I get my notebook out or did you bring one? It’s, ah, rather dark for reading in here.” Payton had put out the fire and most of the lanterns in the shop so the atmosphere would be more conducive to relaxation, but mostly so Julian’s light would be that much brighter.

“Neither.” Payton said, shaking her head. It was still a lesson, after all. “You’re not going to use a circle this time. This time the magic all comes from you. But don’t worry,” she continued, noticing the look on his face. “I’ll help you.” 

“I have every faith in you, darling.” Julian smiled. 

“I have every faith in you. I’ll guide you when you need it, but you’ll do most of the work.” 

“Um, right.” Julian shifted uncomfortably. 

“Do you want to continue? You seem unsure. We don’t have to if you don’t want to.” 

“No. No, it’s not that I don’t want to, it’s just,” he sighed as a blush crept up his neck. “I’m not very good. And you, you’re like a master. It seems...beneath you to teach me.”

“Julian.” Payton frowned, her heart sinking. She had thought all of this was behind them. It had been months since they’d defeated the Devil, and Julian was still making great progress in his self-worth. But maybe today was just an off day, or maybe it was just the subject. Payton moved so she was sitting next to him. “I’m only as good as I am because I’ve practiced for many years. And I’m, like, half Arcana or whatever. So don’t think of it like a master teaching a new student. Think of it as me, as Payton, sharing a hobby that I love with you, the person I love most.” She smiled and put her hand on his shoulder. “But we still don’t have to do it if you’re uncomfortable.” 

“I love you the most too.” He kissed her on the forehead. “Thank you. I think I’m ready. What’s the first step?” 

“Ok, first we’re going to meditate.” 

“Er...ok.” 

“Do you want to hold my hand? You can hold my hand while we meditate.” Julian immediately reached for her hand and interlaced their fingers. “Ok, so now you gotta relax and-”

“Ha! You know I’ve never relaxed a moment in my life, darling.” 

Payton sighed. “That’s not true. I’ve seen you relaxed. And I know you’re not going to totally relax here, but try, ok?” She squeezed his hand. “And close your eyes.” 

“How long-”

“Like five minutes, maybe less. Ok,” she paused to make sure his eyes were closed. Payton couldn’t help but smile to herself at how he’d scrunched his eyes shut. “Relax, remember? We’re going to take some deep breaths. Each time you breathe out, I want you to try to release the tension in your body even more. You’re gonna be loose as a noodle when we’re done.” Julian snorted and opened his mouth to say something. “Ok, here we go. Iiiin...oooout.” 

Payton directed their breathing for two more breaths. “Are you feeling relaxed?” 

“Almost as relaxed as that time Nadia let us use the palace bath.” 

“Great! Ok, now we’re gonna keep our eyes closed, and we’re going to concentrate on love.”

“Love? Um, here? Now?” 

“Uh, yeah?” Payton opened one eye and saw that Julian had turned pink. 

“Oh. Ok.” 

“Yeah. I locked the door.” She took a deep breath and closed her eye again. “Think of how it feels to be in love.” She squeezed his hand--after all, he was the first thing she thought of when she heard the word. He squeezed back and she hoped that meant the same from him. I’ll be quiet now so you can think about it.”

“Actually, it’s, uh, it’s easier for me to focus when you’re talking me through it, love. Can you- can you keep talking?” 

“Of course. I just don’t want to project my feelings over yours, you know? I want you to feel your feelings.” 

“I still feel them.”

“Ok. Well then. She thought for a moment, trying to phrase the words. “Think of how bright and warm love is. How it fills you up and feels like a hug all over your body. Think of the passion that you love with, the fire behind the feeling. The passion that makes you want to fight for those you love. Think of Portia and Mazelinka and the reason you wanted to become a doctor in the first place. Think of how lobster tastes and good, hot coffee. Think of a good ship on the open sea. The freedom, the salty sea breeze in your hair.” She paused for a bit. “How do you feel?”

“Determined.”

“Determined?” It wasn’t exactly the answer she was expecting.

“Determined. I want to prove that I love you enough to do it.” 

“Julian, I know you’re going to do it, but even if you didn’t, that wouldn’t mean it’s because you don’t love me enough.” 

“It doesn’t? Oh. That’s good. I don’t want you to think I don’t. Because I do. More than anything.”

“I know. And I love you too. So...are you ready?” 

“I’m ready.” 

“Open your eyes and focus on those feelings we just meditated on while imagining the shop bathed in light. Woah!” Payton teetered backward as the shop filled with brilliant golden light that seemed to come from the air itself. 

“Ha! Yes!” They exclaimed in unison. “You did it!” Payton clapped him on the shoulder.

“Look at that! I did it!” Julian pointed excitedly at the light he’d just produced. “It’s so bright!”

“And you didn’t even need my help! See? You’re a natural! Julian,” she said emphatically, putting her hands on his cheeks. “I’m so proud of you!” she put her forehead to his. 

“I couldn’t have done it without you, darling.” He leaned in, and their lips met, surrounded by the light of their passion.

[magixfatedfics]

Chapter 9: An Illusion or Fate

After escaping the underground Wearhouse, Stella comes to the hard fact that one way or another she betrayed her kingdom and fate has come to take its place,

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Though may it be good or bad is in the fate of Magix.

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The Winx looked at this Scene shocked what exactly happened to Solaria, how did their wings come off and what were they going to do next these questions were etched into the Winx's mind's, how on mgix and earth were they going to find their way out of this one?

Bloom looked around as she leaned down touching Stellas shoulder. "Stella I don't think this is real, I'm not sure why but I still feeling that radiating energy that Solaria has, it keeps calling out to me like a ray of light, maybe Solaria isn't gone."

Musa looked around. "This is strange, it looks like abandoned world however the energy here is still intense as it ever was."

Tenca nodded her head. "Stella I think that is is all an Illusion."

Stella lifted her head and looked around wiping the tears from her eyes. "You think so?"

The Girls ended up nodding their heads in unison. It was just something about this scene that seemed a bit , well fake.

Stella began to gaze around "So how do we test if this is real or not.. because this looks and sounds like my kingdom, Solaria, only in a worst state."

Tecna looked around. "Let me do some investigating and I'll tell you what I think." With that the Fairy began to walk around what seemed like the edge of a cliff but instead it was a illusion spell she began to notice how she could walk right through the ruin scene and enter into a void of Solaria that was never touched.

This of course caused Stella, Bloom and the rest to follow suit and before they knew it, there was Solaria as wonderful as it's ever been. It was at this point that Stella felt her burden lower a bit, even though she did betray her crown for her friends , she was glad her actions haven't destroyed Solaria yet.

Suddenly musa heard a noise echo through the castle. "Stella I think their still in there, and your father is in trouble."

Stella's eyes widened once more. "I have to go save daddy before it's too late."

Stella rushed though the town and ran towards the castle.

The rest of the group nodded their heads. With this they rushed into the castle to stop Solaria from disappearing.

MEANWHILE

The Specialists began to follow the trail that lead them over to Guardian and the Wearhouse, as OWL landed before the old Dock as the boys and girl began to tread their way into the building.

This was the place that Timmy's device at first explained that the females were being held at however as they got to the scene, all they ended up finding was 6 pairs of encased wings.

"What the.." Riven's eye's widened. "Are those musa's wings??" He looked at the pair of bright red and blue wings that seemed to be encased and fluttered by themselves.

Flora looked over at the Dome with her own wings and teared up. "Why.." Helia grabbed flora into his arms and hugged her tight, "Don't worry flora will figure something out I promise we'll figure out what kind of magic this is and you will have them back."

Timmy felt a bit Ill knowing that those were indeed the girls, but how , why, what did they do to them? At first the boys thought of the worst. He however shook his head.

"Their not here however, Something feels super off.. let me use something I've been working on and.."

"Just do it!" Riven yelled.

"Ok ok Calm down Riven." Timmy sighed before pulling out a strange device out of his pocket. "I call this the memory magic, it'll bring back the fragments of energy that happened in the past almost like the girls tracix just a bit different." The male began to scan the Area as the device Read around the room .

Suddenly it took a few minutes but the device in his hand now beeped. "Alright it's ready." Timmy commented as the other boys nodded their heads.

Pressing a button on the device a holographic scene began to appear before them as it began to replace history digitally. Brandon noticed it was the Wizards who was talking to Stella. The argument between the two.

The Brown haired specialists clamped his fists as he glared. "Those Wizards are going to pay."pay. "Timmy fast forward into time as the scene of the girls began to play out. Afterwards The Technology specialist Spoke up. "They're headed to Solaria."

Riven barked as he walked back. "What are we waiting for... move."

Flora looked up at helia and nodded her head. "I'm ok I need to go save the winx, Stella is in danger."

Brandon looked at Flora. "Why is Stella in danger."

Flora paused for a moment. "The second sun of solaria is the light that guides and protects the kingdom as the daughter of the king, she has the powers absorbed from the second sun, if that sun falls in the wrong hands.. it might kill Stella."

Brandon's eyes widened and then shook his head. "That won't happen."

He rushed up to the ship. "Hurry up."

Everyone else made their way to the Owl as they rushed to Solaria.

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Sorry this is late but I hope this makes up for it. ~ So do you guys like this story so far?

Please let me know in the comments, What should happen? Will stella end up fading away?, Will the guys get there in time before something happens?

Until next time Wolf oooout ^.^