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[tonydaddingham]

I mean Neil said once that the sequel involved Jesus arriving in America on a plane with secret service agents, and the S2 opening sequence shows a plane, so I'm... fairly confident that he's an adult? Jesus died when he was like 33 right

afternoon anon!!!✨ see i recall this (ask on neil's page?) and remember the response but cannot for the life of me find it anywhere (and im pretty good at Finding Stuff), do you - or anyone else reading for that matter - have a link to this? just so i can save it for future reference.

now, i hope you don't mind if i do this, but i would like to use this opportunity to parse out a more coherent rationale on the second coming, if that's okay? yeah? cool.

(previous incarnation of this theory).

thing is that the premise of the baby swap in s1 is based on the omen, right? takes at least a huge chunk of inspiration from that as the origin of how the antichrist came into the story. but it goes wrong, obviously, and there's a third baby thrown in the mix. makes a cursory wave to the omen, but isn't a carbon copy of it.

now i can't help but feel that narratively it would make sense to bookend this and have the second coming be a bit bollocksed up too. seems to be a theme in GO. and actually, when i thought about it (with extreme bias, granted, because im chomping at the bit on this theory), the second coming was potentially already fucked up anyway.

now, disclaimer time -

i completely get that people will look to the bible in reference to parsing out the second coming (or indeed any other theory). obviously i do too, for references to certain verses etc. in order to draw the relevant parallels. but there are multiple instances in GO where it is based on the bible or other texts, but doesn't follow it exactly; how GO portrayed the book of job, for example. it takes these texts, and distorts or reimagines them slightly or completely.

the way i see it, we are reading/watching GO as if this is in fact the true telling of those texts, as if (and not trying to be diminutive here) the bible is an inaccurate telling of GO, not the other way around - because, of course, we're seeing GO from the angel and demon that were 'actually there', so to speak.

im not saying that this - or any - of my theories are indisputably correct, far from it. but to me, with the information i have from the narrative as first source, and then looking at the referenced texts that inspired it, what i come up with, and write, is what makes sense to me. and it might make sense because it would be poetically apt, is in-keeping with how i interpret the characters, and/or is just plain funny or ironic (GO is after all, a comedy).

so whilst i fully anticipate people to duly correct me on how it all goes down in the bible (as they should, i love being educated!!!), please know that im not trying to deliberately misinterpret anything, but more trying to think outside the box, from the viewpoint of the GO story itself, and what direction would make the most sense in which it will reimagine these texts.

- exit disclaimer.

anyway! theory time!

so we have the imagery from the s2 sequence of the "thy kingdom come" plane, and this is obviously a reference to the resurrection as you've said, anon: that jesus arrives by plane. i truly love this imagery because if we take matthew 24:36 (KJV): "But of that day and hour knoweth no man, no, not the angels of heaven, but my Father only.", the concept that in the great plan the date and time might finally be revealed in the form of a flight number, airport, and ETA is frankly hilarious to me. furthermore, "cometh with clouds" (revelation, 1:7 KJV) being reimagined as a literal plane landing again sets up the comedic backdrop so well.

now wherever the plane lands, whether from the US or to the US (again, don't have the original neil answer to refer to, but going based on your ask, anon, it's the latter), it regardless involves americans. this is where i feel it would be a perfect narrative symmetry opportunity to refer back to s1/the book, and reintroduce the dowlings.

and you might be wondering, "well no because GO set up the dowlings to be involved only insomuch that they were meant to be custodians of the antichrist - why would they also be involved in the second coming?" well, i wondered this too. the only conclusion i can come to, frankly, is GO!god having a very warped, twisted and ineffable sense of humour. they saw what satan had planned for the dowlings in inadvertently raising the antichrist, possibly did a bit of shifting around in the mystical threads, and decided that actually - just to throw in the wildcard of chaos - they should instead be the bearers of the second coming. this degree of mind-boggling ineffability, to me, would be comedically on-brand.

regardless; whilst just a theory, the whole thing makes sense to me - that in any case, the dowlings are going to make a reappearance. and with them, or on his own (if we follow the biblical telling that jesus was resurrected as he was from the crucifixion, at age 33yo, and therefore would suggest a timeskip from s2, but this isn't necessarily guaranteed - ie: might not be how GO chooses to portray it!), comes warlock. now we know that warlock was meant to be the antichrist, before crowley and the nuns managed to bugger it all up.

but heaven wouldn't necessarily know that its the dowlings arriving, right? presumably they'd just all gather on the tarmac awaiting the arrival, and lmao SIKE, it's bloody warlock. heaven hasn't met warlock, and therefore still think he's in fact jesus resurrected... but aziraphale has met him. he helped bloody raise him. and he knows now that he is essentially a normal kid/adult (albeit a very stuck-up one) and definitely not the second coming.

well then, if jesus was meant to be on that plane, according to the great plan, a plane being used by the dowlings... then why isn't it warlock? well, because the dowlings' actual baby isn't warlock. lets go back to the baby swap in the book/s1:

*apols, editing to correct this somewhat because it isn't quite right and lateral thinking is not my strong suit*

ANTICHRIST was meant to go to: the DOWLINGS. instead, went to: the YOUNGS. this is Adam.

YOUNG BABY was meant to go to: stay with the YOUNGS, but got mixed up. instead, went to: the DOWLINGS. this is Warlock.

DOWLING BABY was meant to go to: adoption/something nefarious instead, and indeed did. this is... Greasy Johnson.

and i love this for all sorts of reasons. now im lifting this next bit, essentially, from another ask of mine, but to keep things all in one place:

"greasy is posed as the antithesis of adam/antichrist, has a gang surrounding him that you could infer are loyal disciples, and is a mirror to adam in that adam on the whole seems to be a well-adjusted and morally-upstanding young boy.

i further think the fact that adam is the antichrist put against greasy being the second coming is a well positioned reflection on the nature vs nurture argument. ultimately adam grew up in a largely loving and supportive environment, and as the literal son of satan, you'd expect his nature, the circumstances of his birth, to rule out every other influence.

ultimately it does for a short time, but adams narrative iirc is that it is reflective of his desire to save the world... he wanted to get rid of things that were Wrong, and naively (he is still an 11-year old boy after all) thought that destroying the world and restarting it would do just that. his friends however reinforce in him that destruction and reparation are not the same thing, and so his upbringing, the nurture, wins.

greasy? we don't know a lot about him, only that he is a bully and represents the opposite of adam and the them... [and there exists] the whole [sic] analogy that greasy and the johnsonites vs adam and the them are meant to represent the hell vs heaven war..."

and then we have this small, relatively innocuous detail from the book:

as i said, possibly something of nothing. but the deliberate wording of 'breeding the fish', which is left out of s1, is - i like to think - a bit of a clue.

and before anyone comes for me on this, i am aware that this is based practically on fuck all of jack shit; im painfully aware of that. im aware that it deliberately misinterprets certain passages (not going to do the soapbox speech again, promise), but i just like to have fun. i honestly do not care if this is wrong; whatever happens in s3 should and will be better than anything i can come up with. yes, it's fun to get a prediction or speculation correct, of course it is, but it's not the endgame here. i get that others will have conflicting schools of thought, see things differently, or just plain think it's crap - that's okay! but, if that's the case, just move on from this post with a shake of your head. im not here to do anything other than have a good time, lads (gn)✨💓

edit 21/08: additional reading because now i feel vindicated: here from amuseoffyre, and my tags on this post too.

[thecruxarm-personal-blog]

Hi! Do you have any tips on worldbuilding? Where do you start?

Thanks!

Hello! Thanks for asking me this haha, this is a little vague but ill do my best to answer anyway!

Worldbuilding can be pretty intimidating to start doing at first, but its by no means a fine science. My first suggestion would be to think ahout what sort of worls you want in the first place; do you want a high fantasy magical world? A hard-science sci fi setting? A steampunk post apocalyptic future with zombies? A slice of life urban setting with monster people? Go for whatever you want!! Theres no limits for what theme you can go with, mish mash any asthetivs or settings you want! Just keep in mind this will be indicative of everything else to do with your world

From there on, my best advice would be to have fun. You can have an overarching narrative in your world, though this isnt strictly necessary either. You can just have a world for the sake of having a world. Its important, though, to consider how this world will *work*, be it by developing a magic system or by following real world physics, or something in between that, do whatever you want really! Alternatively, you can also have a wacky world with no dead set rules either if thats what youre going for! Just keep in mind the way your world works will affect everything else about it, like the people who live in this world, the places they live in, the cultures/societies/technology they create or the life that will live in this world etc

So to summarize, my best advice is to think of a theme, a setting, and make up rules for what can and cant happen (if you want!) And last but not least, to just have fun :)

Also, if theres any other more specific questions you had that this didnt help with, id recommend checking out artifexian and biblaridion and curious archive on youtube; the first two have various videos on worldbuilding, such as speculative biology, geography, conlang and more, whereas curious archive reviews worldbuilding settings and projects by other people and anaylses these worlds, he reviews a ton of neat stuff also worth checking out!! Honestly lots of the projects reviewed in his videos serve as big inspiration in my projects, so its worth checking him out along with biblaridion and artifexian if you havent already! Hope this all helped! Sorry for the textwall dickfksodixudisis

[skibidihan]

friends to lovers with jake … very long btw ..

pairing. bff idol!jake x non idol!yn ( gn!reader. )

synopsis. jake and yn have been best friends before enhypen debuted, as yn watched their one and only best friend live his dream, they started to notice one of jake’s bandmates, but jake does not like that yn’s attention is on someone else.

genre. fluff, bad humor, friends to lovers, confession, loser jake, um jake is very dumb here, kms jokes, swearing, smau / texting.

featuring. enhypen members, intak of p1h && ningning of aespa.

💌 — requests are open !!

FINISHED !!

💭 — i made this while on writers block and it was actually fun to make, if you have any requests, pls send them my way cuz i wanna do this again 😭 sorry its so long, i didnt want to make multiple parts. but i hope you enjoyed this anyway !! ty for reading. <3

kinda proof read, but i tend to miss things, so if theres a spelling error or anything, js ignore </3

tags : @enhaas @starchasing-cryptid @lavendersloane @academiq

idea by @wnyngz :3. tysm darling !!

[icarusmonsoon]

healed wounds, mended hearts pt I - rafe cameron

rafe cameron x reader

PREVIEW: You and the Cameron were friends from childhood up until you choose to socialize with the pogues. Though Sarah never minded, you and Rafe's friendship ended way long ago up until you both unexpectedly reunited on the kook families new years eve party. That was two years ago though, you don't remember exactly when things have changed drastically. With you and your friends fighting to get what's rightfully yours. A seemingly neverending treasure hunt.

You and the pogues snoop into the Cameron's cargo ship, wanting to get Sarah and the cross back. But something unexpected happened, and you were left with the person you hate the most because that was the only way to safe you.

Healed wounds, mended hearts PART 1

Part II

NOTE : It was only after i rewatched some clips of the scenes that i realize the ship in season 2 was actually not that big….lmao so please just imagine it being a pretty big cargo ship so the deck is pretty high up with a small chance of survival when someone fell overboard Anyway, hope you enjoy! ALSO i didnt proof read this so sorry if there are any mispronunciations or grammatical errors

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You reached out to get ahold of a metal piece, a single part of the ship to hold your body up. The humming sound of the engine bombed through the air, followed by the neverending sounds of waves crashing the body of the ship. How ironic is it that something that has very little convenient on a normal day could be the sole thing that is preventing you from meeting death.

Your heart is beating heavily that you can feel it on every parts of your body. Sweats crawled down your skin and you can feel it against your palm, the one having a hold of the broken piece of railing. Shit. You can feel your lungs tightened as fear engulfed your whole body and your limbs starting to weakened by fear. Its hard not to panic when you are only seconds away from meeting your end.

You felt your hand starting to slip, your hold loosen each second passed without knowing what to do. Your mind brought you the image of your mom, the only person you can't live without, of how worried she must've been not knowing where her missing daughter is. You dont want to die, not today. Tears blurred your sight, and though shaky, you tried to call for help again, and again, and again. You have stopped for a while as it requires so much strength with no replies at all. You reckon everyone is busy with their own fight. With a shaky breath, you call out. "Somebod-"

"Y/n!" Just before you can finish your sentence, somebody called your name, their voice muffled by the roaring sound of the ship. You recognize their voice. "JJ? J im right here!"

You felt a hand tightly grabbed ahold of yours, pulling you up until your whole body is secure on the deck. Your face hit a warm and slightly damp hard surface, and you can feel a hand holding the back of your head. JJ hugged you tightly against his chest, his arms wrapped around your head and waist. "Fuck, Y/n. I've searched for you everywhere. How the fuck did you even get there?" You can hear the slight panting in his voice.

You shook your head in response. You can feel your tears blurring your empty gaze, looking straight into the endless deep blue ocean as your cheek leaned against his chest. The sky has darkened, tinted with hues of orange and pink. Such a beautiful sight when seen from a very different circumstances. You wonder when everything is going to end, whether you and your friends will even meet the end of this treasure hunting adventure at all. One moment you almost died, falling and drowning overboard. What's next will always be unexpected. "I dont- i dont know J, one minute i- one" You inhaled sharply, feeling your throat closing with shock and heavy breaths.

"You're okay bug, you're okay" He lulled softly against your ear, his hand rubbing circles on your lower back. "I was there with you, and the next thing i knew i was fighting one of Ward's man on the edge of the ship. He bring me down with him, i managed to kick his ass off though"

JJ pulled away from you, both of his hands now placed on your shoulders with concern written all over his face. "You killed them?" You raise your shoulders. "Yeah? Maybe? I dont know J he went down to that fucking ocean"

A small smirk creeped up his face, one that is psychotic enough when you think about it. "Thats my girl. Woo!" He said, both hands shaking your body slightly.

"J, wheres everyone else?" You asked, snapping him out of distraction which was followed by the realization in his ocean blue eyes. Oh my god, this guy.

"Yeah..yeah. Everyone else. C'mon follow me" He dragged you through steep stairs and wet floors, looking back at you every once in a while to make sure that you're fine and right behind him. At times you can feel his thumb rub the inner side of your wrist. That gesture is so very not him, the unfamiliarity weirdly moved your heart. It's a whole different side of this boy you knew, and you reckon that is what the realization of potentially dying could do to a person.

You both stopped at the sound of metal clashing against metal, you can feel JJ's left arm backing out, moving you to stand right behind him pressed against the wall as he touched your left side. Butterfly erupted from your stomach, but you ignored them as you stared dirtily at the back of his head. This boy saved you once and think he's the master knight. "The fuck are you doing? Let's go J the clock is ticking!" You hit his shoulder, shout whispering behind him.

"Shh! You hear that? That's Rafe Y/n. Hes fighting someone" Your heart dropped at the mention of him. Your childhood friend turned into the villain in you and your friends's story. You both walked slowly towards the scene, deep down anticipating for the worst. The hallway ended, the floor no longer covered by the shadow of the wall. You felt exposed, not having something to cover you both from whoever is in front of you.

Up there you see Pope fighting Rafe over the cross, and on the other side you see Ward's men coming to help him. "Pope watch out!" You screamed as you shove JJ out of your way. One of them is coming for Pope with a piece of machete-like metal while he was busy fighting Rafe. You shoved the bearded man from the side with your back, you both stumbled to the floor with a heavy thud. Pain traveled down your back from the impact, but you heard the weapon cluttered to the floor. Out of instinct, you quickly crawled to get them just a few feet away from your hand. But the man seemingly thought of the same thing, as you both raced to grab the machete.

Something grabbed your legs and pulled you back just when you were inches away from the metal, but you were able to shove the handle, making it slides far enough so the man. If you can't have it, no one can.

Something kicked you on the chest as you twisted your body upward, your eyes meeting an unfamiliar vague pair of dark eyes. You wheezed, your chest burning with pain and shock that it hurts to even breathe in the ocean air. But the man stumbled back when someone punched him, reeling him away from your vulnerable state.

"The fuc- Cleo?" You realized it was really her. "No time to chat, distract them while Pope takes care of the cross" she said while ducking away from a punch. You nodded, eyes scanning your surroundings and noticed that JJ was nowhere to be found. Rafe was still coming at Pope, but the cross was already tied up. Your gaze went to the other side and you saw Cleo struggling to take down both of Ward's men. Fuck it. Pope can deal with one man.

You jumped on the back of one of the guy and hit the side of his head with your elbow repeatedly, with one hand tightening your hold on his neck. You released your hold from the guy, but managed to blow a hit behind his neck before he passed out.

You clutched your side as something cold pierced through your side. A pained gasp escaped your lips as pain quickly erupted from the wound, and you felt yourself fell backwards as your limbs weakened.

To be continued..

[the-s1lly-corner]

Starlight, Starshine; an impenetrable disguise

its finally happening! i came up with a name for this little fanfic/one shot series/whatever this is going to be! obligatory title is ripped from a steam powered giraffe song (go listen to starlight starshine, its literally sun+moon x reader core im begging you) anyways! Starlight, Starshine is going to be a collection of self indulgent writings between our favorite animatronic and reader! from multiple different aus, though it will mostly center around 2! one au thats "everything is fine nothing bad happens please i just want them ALL to be happy" and the other is a silly dumb idea of "what if reader who used to work at the pizzaplex takes eclipse home and repairs them and ect ect happens"! todays little fic is based off of that! im so sorry about the long authors note, i really need to make it a habit to shorten these but yk obligatory admin is not used to writing fics and theyre still trying to find their style in terms of writing so ! most of these one shots also arent going to be in order, due to the nature of this being a collection of writings for at least 2 aus so for the most part theres no need to read them all to understand a greater story!

Summary: Months after the reader brings Eclipse to their home and repairs them, sun and moon must get accustomed to their new environment. however sun has some plans...

Extra notes: this one is primarily sun centered, reader has a dog, author is attempting at comedy, not proof read we die like men so expect a few grammar mistakes and spelling errors, a lot of this one shot also contains more context and exposition (???) to the "Taken Home" au referenced above, author is not confident in their writing skills and hasnt written a full fledged fic in a year or two, author also isnt used to writing proper dialogue so take that as you will, reader is GN/typically wont be given pronouns due to authors general writing style/POV, he/they pronouns for sun and moon they /them for eclipse, really this is just an experimental piece with a vague idea i had last night, nothing too special more so an exercise to get me back into writing, author is still trying to figure out how to write personalities so these are very likely to be OOC

The first word that came to your mind when describing Sun was "odd". He looked odd, he acted odd, he had odd rituals that he carried out in your home. However it wasn't a bad kind of odd.

It'd been a few months since you took the former daycare attendant to your home, and repaired them. You had already grown close to the pair long before the closure of the pizzaplex, being an extra set of hands in the daycare. You didnt even know they were still active within the building when you decided to explore the remains; already taken on the form of Eclipse, who at the time of your discovery was trying in vain to clean the wreckage. Of course repairing them wasn't easy given you had limited experience in... basically rebuilding an animatronic; but against all odds you made it work! You let them take the guest bedroom, not that either of them used it; they would much rather spend their time hovering around you.

It took a lot of getting used to, for everyone involved, but you were all adjusting quite nicely!

Mostly...

You see, Sun didnt like being cooped up.. your home being considerably smaller than the daycare he was so used to. Leading to todays horrible plan.

"Sunflower," You said through lightly clenched teeth as you watched the sun themed animatronic tug on an oversized hat. He really couldn't be doing this... this wasnt going to work, no one is this dumb to fall for this plan!

The plan in question? Well, Sun thinks it would be a good idea to wander about outside in a "disguise" of sorts; said disguise consisting of the aforementioned hat, sunglasses, a face mask, and a entirely new outfit. Obviously, it looked at convincing as it sounded.

Sun hummed and spun on his feel to look at you, already putting your dog on a leash. "Yeeees starshine?" He asked as he scratched your dog between the ears. "This isnt a good idea," You mumbled as you watched him make his way to the door. "Nonsense! There's hardly anyone out, it'll only be a quick walk around the park!" Sun cheered.

The second word that comes to your mind when you think to describe Sun, is "stubborn", as when he made his mind up on something you can almost guarantee that he would follow through with the plan. So now, you were following behind him, keeping your eyes peeled for anyone who could see him. If he weren't so tall, or if he could tuck his rays in, or didn't emit a mechanical creak with every step he made then perhaps, the plan may have just worked... perhaps.. maybe..

No, it wouldn't, you can see his metal neck from where you were standing.

"Remember, only one lap," You reminded him as you succumbed to his will, much to his delight as his pace picked up just ever so slightly.

To his credit, he was right about not many people being out and about, mostly in part due to the fact it was still early in the morning. Just light enough to keep Sun in control, but just early enough for most to still be sleeping or still getting ready for work. However, the park wasn't empty, mostly it was early morning joggers; who thankfully didn't pay much mind to the two of you outside of giving a half wave as they passed.

There were even a few parents around with their small children walking with them; be it they were walking them to school or simply taking them to take in the early morning air... Sun's body seemed to perk up at the sight of the children, loudly greeting them with a good morning; leaving both them and the parents slightly bewildered at his high energy.

There were others, who had decided to also take their dog out for an early walk. The people once again weren't an issue, as they seemed to miraculously fall for Sun's disguise from a distance.

Their dogs weren't fooled, though. Multiple dogs began to bark and growl as they passed by. "Oh I'm so sorry, I don't know what's gotten into him!" was said a few times throughout the walk. Again, the owners somehow didnt seem to notice the fact Sun was an animatronic, mostly due to having to restrain their dog from lunging forward at him.

The closest call, however, came from Sun excitedly taking up an offer for someone to pet their dog. For you see, Sun didnt think far enough ahead to cover his hands, thus leaving his hands in clear sight. Add in the fact that the dog bit Sun as he leaned forward to pet them.

Of course, the man noticed, and before he could say a word or question, you blurted out that it was a prosthetic hand. Though, you're not sure that the man bought it, as he was now craning his neck up to look up at Sun's round, flat face.

He slinked off. Whether it be he didn't have the energy to deal with it, or he simply just didnt care, or somehow believed you, he left.

Thankfully, that last interaction happened as you and Sun were beginning to loop back to where you started. Before Sun could begin to beg for a second round around the park, you started to walk him home; hand in hand.

"Oh that was so so fun! Starshine we gotta do this more often, everyone was so nice, " Sun chirped as you approached your front door. In his excitement he had begun to skip in long strides, forcing you to speed up your walk to a light jog.

"Yeah, again... maybe we can go earlier in the morning? You know we cant risk anything, I mean, if I get caught with you I could probably get sent to," You trailed off as Sun suddenly shoved something into your hands.

A handful of flowers that he had pulled up from the ground, he must have grabbed them while on the walk. How did you not notice? Were you that nervous of being found out by others?

A third word to describe Sun would be sweet. Even through his oddity and stubbornness, he still thought of you. Always so considerate.

Now that you think about it, you realize this may be the first time Sun has touched a real living flower.

You frowned, slightly. It made sense, he wasnt permitted to step foot outside of the pizzaplex, and its not like many people were giving him bouquets of fresh flowers. Usually if they did it'd be the obviously fake plastic ones. Sure, sometimes the kids would give him paper flowers.

"Can we go again tomorrow?" Sun asked as he watched you fumble around with the cluster of flowers... some were weeds, but.. its the thought that counts.

"Of course, Sunflower," You said before you could let yourself think logically.

Well, there was no taking it back, now. How could you, when Sun quickly stamped his heels in excitement as he dashed inside your home.

Perhaps you'll pick some flowers for him tomorrow, too.

yeah idk about this one yall LMAO, i genuinely didnt know where i was going with this one nor did i know how to end it, if that wasnt obvious SOBS im so not used to writing actual stories, im so used to short scenarios and headcannons... gotta fix that anyways i still have a few more ideas i want to write, but! thats it for the first one shot for Starlight, Starshine !

[noturvlentine]

im sorry about my frail state of mind

matty healy x reader based on this request

sorry for the inactivity but yes, i am alive and posting, i thought I’d just put this one out because it been sitting there unfinished and I apologise for the wait!!! I also didnt proof read this so there might be some errors. i know i normally write in second person but i thought i might switch it up :)

Do not copy my stuff elsewhere but reblogs are appreciated 🖤

Summary- after being stuck in a relationship, a certain friend of Matty’s finally snaps after surrendering to the exhaustion of touring with the band and Matty is there to comfort her.

alcohol? reader is a she and lots of angst. Implied unhealthy relationship. the girl mentioned is a part of the band :)

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As soon as the set came to a close, she’d followed the rest of the band backstage as Matty and the boys were still taking their final moments, tossing picks and thanking the fans for being there. She’d left her guitar to be dealt with by the stage crew and the moment her body hit the darkness backstage, she felt the piercing sting of exhaustion hit her.

How the fuck does matty do this obnoxious act for weeks on end?

In truth, he doesn’t. The band knows full well that Matty isn’t at his best on tour but that’s just the reality, one he can’t run from because he wouldn’t be able to live with his own mind in retirement. She passed all their equipment stands which were already being packed into cases, and made her way into the corridor of the green rooms. The girl’s mind wandered, never fully settling on something before being annoyed by her own thoughts and purely just pissed off because of her growing exhaustion. She’d haphazardly passed the cases in the hallway, and made her way to their green room lounge. They’d been touring non stop for two months now, after recovering from their last leg of the tour. She wasn’t exhausted and annoyed because of the tiring after hours and fraudulent sleep schedules, she wasn’t tired because they had to play shows almost every night, nor was it because she was sick of anyone on tour- Well that wasn’t entirely true. After running around for a year and thinking she’d fallen head over heels for the glow of blue eyes and smirk of teeth, she never quite got the memo that her boyfriend was their new stage manager- stage manager assistant, to be exact. It was probably because they’d met through the actual stage manager, and she’d toured with The 1975 since god knows when, and having known Matty since he was fired from Cafe Nero, she really didn’t want to be anywhere else. Her presence was made known in the green room as she fell limp onto one of the couches, and after a brief moment of stillness, she rolled herself far enough to grab a beer from the coffee table.

“That lighting hit you too hard?” A voice from the other corner of the room taunted her exhaustion. Probably Jaime, or John even, she couldn’t tell anyone’s voices apart when all that’s ringing in her ears were the swirling hazes of intolerance. No response. The figure then laughs and plops down the the couch opposite her resting place. A moment of brief silence leads her to drag herself upright, sitting on the couch with her head draping on its back and beer bottle in hand dangling between her legs. John looks up from his phone (though she hasn’t yet noticed it was John in the room), and huffs in pity. Being in a band was never easy, thought being in a band with your best mates made it both harder and easier, it wasn’t something all too glamorous. And before the girl could properly rest her eyes for than a minute, George’s squawking laughter comes echoing down the corridor. She’d argue that he loved the sound of his clowning giggle, but her head was too deep and in need for whatever suppressing pill she could get.

She could hear what was clearly Matty’s footsteps stop at the door, as the rest of the boys stumbled in and helplessly made their way over to the couches. Through the faint ringing and dilation in her ears, she hears him light a cigarette, before making his way to the couch opposite her.

“You ‘right?” His voice was dry and soft, which made her roll herself out of that semi-sober drunk state. She looks at him with half an eye open and like before, no answer. Matty simply takes that as a sign he shouldn’t push anything on to her, she knows that he cares and he doesn’t want to find himself in the line of her potential bullets. The gun was cocked but there hadn’t been anyone pretentious enough to put their finger on the trigger-

That’s until some unknowing stage manager’s assistant takes his stride into the room. Matty could see him behind the couch she was sitting on, he walked passed the mirror and set his clipboard down onto the naked vanity. What the boy does next doesn’t surprise Matty, though he doesn’t feel the need to walk over and disarm the weapon. Matty never liked her boyfriend, he didn’t hate him no, nor did he had any strong biased towards the annoying witty blond they’d been stuck with. Matty watches as he comes around the back of her couch, stopping behind where she sat as to not find himself tangled up in George’s smoke. He leans over the back of the couch to look at his girlfriend- Matty’s friend, she doesn’t hold his gaze but instead lifts the bottle up to her lips but is quickly stopped. He slips it out of her hand, and at that moment Matty knew that he’d probably- most likely, fucked up. She doesn’t snap like Matty expected, but instead the boy puts the bottle down on the floor and then rests his elbows on the back of the couch. He brings a hand to the far side of her face and brings it to look at him. She flinches, both pissed and unwilling to even make eye contact with him. That boy really set himself up to burial and when he doesn’t get the memo that his girlfriend wants nothing to do with him, he tries again.

“Fuck off.” She says, stern and tired, unwilling to put up any defence. He looks- offended almost, but definitely not confused.

“What?” He accuses, as if he hasn’t already figured it out. And when she doesn’t answer him, her name slips out of his mouth in full demand and wanting to talk. To Matty’s surprise, he watches as she pulls herself to stand up, walking around the couch to grab the bottle from the floor and storms (in a silent, undetected manner) past the arrogant twat. If Matty weren’t so worried with his friends well-being, and everyone’s safety, he’d be laughing right now, but no one else seemed to have really noticed or thought anything of her departure, that was until the blond spun around and followed after her. George looked up from his phone and furrowed his brows to the empty space beside him, then turned his gaze over to Matty, who was now sitting next to a confused Ross and John. Adam, who was crouched on a stool beside the vanity, felt the concern silence radiating from the lounge as he too turned to the boys. They proceeded to hear what sounded like a ‘fuck you’ followed by an incoherent male voice stumbling after her. That was enough to have Matty off the couch and over to the door as everyone’s eyes trailed him. Matty poked his head out the door quietly, assessing the state of their mess.

“You’ve been coming into the hotel room every night like your fucking job here is finished, expecting me to fuck you when the only thing you fucking respect is how good your job looks.” She was yelling at him. Matty had never heard her yell, in the same fury driven, resigning matter- in fact, Matty had barely heard her yell in anger at all in the two decades they’d known each other.

They were at the end of the hallway, two doors down from the exit, the buzz of the overhead lights meant that they were in no position to hide from his view.

“And when have I done that to you?” He snarks.

“You’ve been doing it for the past- fucking six months! We have breaks for a reason and I’m not about to give you a shag whenever you want!”

It was blatantly obvious to anyone who could read basic human emotion, that her voice was on the verge of cracking as a lump in Matty’s throat began to grow- not a very good sign to anyone with half a brain.

“You’re unbelievable-“ he sighs in annoyance, turning his head in directions to look at anything but her. She was defeated from the beginning, now running her hand down her face and back up to rub her eyes. It probably took too long for Matty to make his way down the hall, George had also twitched to this action, seeing as his best mate no longer had his foot in the room as he himself contemplated getting up to help with the situation but instead received a stern look from Ross across to him. He shook his head at George as to not follow Matty into the fire, not because Ross didn’t care, but it’s unspoken that you don’t go running into another bloke’s fire unless the situation were to escalate any further.

By the time Matty reached them in the hallway, he was sure the blond was ready to open his mouth and tell Matty to ‘get her to shut the fuck up’, but he only pushed passed him and stormed off somewhere unseen. He also prepared himself to get a bottle thrown in his direction- not that she was drunk, but probably because it was logical for a pissed and tired person to lash out at anyone in rage. That and or- start crying. He’d never seen her condone that type of violence- with the exception of some dickhead at a bar back in 2012 trying to get on Matty’s nerves (who ended up with her fist in his face and a knee to the crotch, followed by her robbing him of his drink for the hell of it) and the occasional threats if she was ever gaming in the studio.

Matty hadn’t said anything as she managed to slip out a defeated laugh, before turning the back of her hand to rub her eyes.

“What a dick-“ she said, almost mockingly but with the same type of sorrow as before, leaning her head back to the wall and avoiding Matty’s eyes. One look at him and she could probably start sobbing uncontrollably, but this wasn’t the space and he knew she had no right to make a bigger deal out of her exhaustion in front of the performer himself. Matty stepped in front of her and took his hand to the bottle she was holding, squeezing her hand a little so that she’d let go of it. He put it on the floor beside him and looked up to the sight of her sore and glassy eyes.

“Yeah, what a sleaze bag he is hey?” He gently smiled (yet still internally bothered by it, though avoiding any opportunities to display it on his face as to not worry his already defeated friend) and opened his arms for her as she surrendered to his embrace, her arms slung lazily around his waist as she buried her face in the crook of his neck. Matty stood there with her in his arms, rocking on the sides of his feet as she shifted her head to the side, producing an audible sniff as the tears started down her tinted cheeks. Matty shifted his fingers to the ends of her hair, offering some sort of comforting motion when he twirled a strand around his index finger.

“Hey, we can talk ‘bout it, if you want.” He was met with a long pause and a weak hum.

“You’re welcome to stay in my room tonight.” He offered, almost like a whisper. She nodded and lifted her gaze to look at him, her eyes red and her lashes bound together in tick points from the tears.

“We should go-“ she whispered, her voice like cracked glass and quiet. Matty could only return a look of delicate smile and assurance.

AN: SORRY, I HAVE NO IDEA HOW I WAS MEANT TO END THAT. I know the request was more of a ‘hang out’ type thing, but I was tired, and I’m back- so why not make it a little angsty

[racoonpookiedepartment]

My “Kinktober” day 4

Krauser’s Favorite Rookie (Finger sucking + Knifeplay)

Jack Krauser x Male Reader

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This one I did not go to proof read so sorry if it has many errors

Part 1 of 2!

you were a rookie soldier in the “military”, you were being trained by your Major, Jack Krauser.

no one called him Jack, not even his "friends" everyone called him either krauser or Major.

One thing you did notice was that he'd often ask you specifically to call him Jack. you found it disrespectful to call your majors by their first names so you settled at calling him Sir.

After he noticed youd rarely call him that, then he'd make you do extra during training. you didn't mind it though, you just took it as him pushing you to be better.

Interestingly enough, you were the only soldier he was kind to. He spent most of his time with you, or just following you and acting like he wasn't if you ever bumped into him. you started to realize that your Major might have a crush on you, thats how it went on for 2 full years.

one night he had sent you to retrive something from his office and while searching for a files, you found a bunch of polaroids. you didnt mean to snoop around but.. the pictures were of you. You thought it was just be a few, but he had multiple pictures of you in the shower or drying off in the locker room, thats when it set in that he was obsessed with you.

A few days passed and you were thinking of how to talk about it. Krauser noticed how distant you were getting and he started to look visibly upset. One night, you were up into the late hours wth training and went to your room later than you wanted.

You didnt have much time for anything else and you were exhausted so you plopped down on the bed in your uniform, the whole kruaser situation kept creeping into your mind but eventually you drifted off.

There was a few knocks at your door that woke you up but you pretended to still be asleep, you heard more knocks and then a gruff voice

“Rookie? Its.. its me” he stated, he sounded defeated, you stayed in your pretend sleep and there were a few more knocks, then a click and the door creaked open. Krausers heavy footsteps filled the room and he kneeled next to you. His large hand held your own and he just kept it between his hands and squeezed a little

“I’m.. sorry Rookie” he apologized, he placed a few kisses on your hand and just sat there for a while, you couldnt put up the fake sleeping act anymore so you acted like you just woke up. Krauser flinched a little when he saw you turn over.

“Jack?” you questioned, his eyes lit up

“Y- yeah, how are you Rookie?” he asked, he didnt notice but he started to squeeze your hand a little more.

“How’d you get in?” you asked, you leaned up from the bed and Krauser gulped looking up at you. He opened his mouth to say something but it just came out as stutters and mumbles

“Its.. its fine” you brushed it off, rubbing your eyes and turning towards him, you tilted your head at how empty headed he looked staring up at you. It was like there wasnt a single thought in his head while just taking in all your features.

“Got something to say jack?” you asked, Krausers face started to turn red at your words and he looked away, for some reason you got a jolt of confidence and decided to put one of your theories to a test.

You gently grabbed Krausers chin and turned him back to you, it was almost like he melted into your hand with how he put his whole face into your hand and whimpered

“Why so quiet Jack?” you questioned, Krauser looked like he could explode at any second

“I.. I cant think” he muttered, you took your hand off his cheek and he whined in sorrow

“Got something on your mind?” you asked, Krauser looked away again and then down to the floor, you noticed the very large bulge growing in his pants.

“Just… Just you” he replied, you tilted your head at him again and he look embarrassed

Krauser stared at the ground before getting up and turning towards the door

“I’m sorry for waking you Rookie, get some sleep ok” he muttered quickly and started to leave

“Come back, sit down jack” you stated, he quickly returned to his spot with red cheeks. Krauser was much much taller than you, and even on his knees he was the height of a normal person, but something about a guy with so much power being so submissive for you was driving you mad.

You decided now was the time to confront him about all the things you found in his office.

“Do you like me jack?” you asked, you made sure to look him in his eyes when you said it, he didnt answer for a few seconds and his face turned more red and then he choked up an answer

“I.. I like all my soldiers rookie, im proud of everyone” he lied, you looked him in his eyes again

“Jack, do you like me?” you asked again but put more emphasis on the word “me” he looked around the room for a moment before answering again

“I.. I love you rookie.. I need you” he confessed, now his eyes were glued to the ground in emeberassment. You observed the scene in front of you, Your major Krauser, the 6’5 man that was covered in muscles and always ready to kill, was on his knees trying to hide his boner from you

“Is that why you have those photos of me?” yoou asked, Krausers head shot up and he had fire in his eyes

“Wh- What pictures?” he stuttered you tilted your head knowing that he was lying, but you has the evidence. You placed one of the pictures he had taken of you in front of him and his eyes widened, yours eyes lingered lower and noticed his bulge was twitching again

Krauser didn't know how to respond, his head was getting all foggy again and all he wanted to do was get ruined, he stared down at the photo and almost drooled then he came back to reality and realized he was still in front of you, he looked up at you with more puppy eyes. This time you felt a little bad for how embarrassed he was.

“Why so quiet jack?” you questioned, his eyes lit up again at you mentioning his name and now he was back to the present moment

“I- I’m sorry Rookie I just.” he started, he took a pause and looked around the room again

“I need you” he added

you finally confronted Krauser about the photos and just admitted it. The only thing was krauser is obsessed in a way you didn't expect, you'd think he wanted to bend you over and take you on his desk, but that's not it in the slightest.

he wanted to worship you and be yours, he wanted you to edge him until he cried and force him to grind on your boots. he was on his knees in front of you with his hands tugging at your belt.

"please rookie? just touch me?" he pleaded, the man palmed at your crotch

you've never seen your major like this, on his knees, begging for YOU. you didn't know if you were supposed to be scared or turned on, but the way he was palming your bulge was persuading you to listen to him. you firmly grabbed his head and pushed it into your crotch.

You never thought your major could whine like a puppy but there he was, after a few seconds of his face in your crotch he got impatient, he got closer and started to buck his hips against you

“No humping until i say so” you stated, Krauser whined and stopped bucking on you, he started to rub his hands around faster and he got impatient.

“Can i?” he asked

“Can you what?” you questioned

“Can I have it?” he asked, Krauser started to turn red again

“Can you have what? Use your words jack” you stated, Krauser started whining again

“Your cock, i need it Rookie, please?” he begged, you pretended to ponder the question making him wait even longer to get what he wanted, you nodded and krauser wasted no time in pulling off your belt and tugging down your boxers.

In seconds he started to slobber all over your cock, he sucked up and down like a rabid animal, for some reason you expected Krauser to be the professional type while sucking. But you didn't think he’d be that sloppy and needy for you, you felt his bulge on your leg again

“Jack, no humping” you warned again, he looked up at you with watery eyes

“Please?” be asked, when you shook your head he started to suck harder, he was trying his best to make you say yes but you wouldn't budge. After more of his sloppy slurping you didn't have time to tell him you were close before you started to shoot thick ropes in his throat.

Krauser wasn't even phased, he kept going and swallowed like it was nothing, his eyes were so foggy and it was like nothing else mattered to him. Of course again he started to unconsciously rub himself against you but this time you wanted to punish him a little.

You swiped his large blade off of him and put it up to his neck, you had no intentions of cutting or hurting him at all, you just wanted him to feel like it could happen at any moment, when the cold steel hit his neck you expected him to gasp but instead he moaned harder

His moans with your cock still in his mouth made his slobbering feel even better, he started to grind on you even harder now, at this point he sucked another orgasm out of you and you had to pry him off of your cock or else he would've never stopped

He started to groan and whine in frustration and and he started to lick and suck on your fingers that were holding his cheek a second ago, he started to grind on your leg even faster, his breathe started to get shaky and he groaned even more with your fingers in his mouth

Krauser couldn't hold himself back any longer with how intense your look was and how you didn't tell him to stop, it didn't take long for him to start shooting his own ropes in his pants and making a mess.

[beautifulpersonpeach]

bpp sorry if this isn't the content you want on your blog after yesterday but is it ok if i ask for clarification on sth? i know youre army you don't like solos but i like reading solos for a wide span of info. i don't like to be in a bubble of echo chambers

i saw a post and i'll send the link right after this ask but the person was criticizing a post you made but it confused me bc what you wrote didnt match what they said. they didn't post your name but i know its you because you always start your answers with 3 dots

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many armys say they like jimin but they pretend. i don't think youre like that but your answer is confusing so can you clarify? its like you allow jjks to shit on jimin but you drag out pjms only. armys do this over and over. its sad if youre the same bc i like your blog.

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Please block me.

Actually, you know what? Don't. At least not just yet. Let's do this instead.

I checked the link you sent. I'd received that link a couple other times today accompanied with more hostile language, so I ignored it. But I checked out yours because I wondered what was so serious you couldn't add the link to your main ask, so if you're all in fact the same person sending that link, kudos for getting my attention.

And thank you for sending that to me, because now I'd like to use you and that post to make an example of what I'm talking about when I say solo stans think differently and are just less intelligent. In my opinion.

For other readers, I'm not going to link it directly so as to not draw more attention to them, and since they're stalking my blog to make an example without directly mentioning me or showing my blog name, I think it's only fair I react in kind by also not making a direct mention.

Here’s the post (mine) in question:

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Here is the akgae's takeaway from the post above (mine):

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Already, the dissonance between the first and second screenshot should be obvious. I’ll explain in any case just so everyone can follow along.

Shortly after Jimin released Closer Than This, I received an ask from someone who calls themselves a PJM (a Jimin akgae), who said they hate the song and also hate his voice. But that they are his solo stan because he’s “talented and hot”.

I responded that they, the Jimin solo stan who hates his ARMY song and voice, isn’t exactly a rare breed. And that Jimin has ARMY supporting him anyway. This is within the context of me always saying solo stans don’t actually like the person they choose to solo stan (if they did, they wouldn’t be akgaes), and that an akgae’s experience is more about them and their personal insecurities than anything Jimin (or any other BTS member) is actually doing.

Months later (present day), another Jimin solo stan quotes that ask and my response, as proof of me (1) going “sameee you’re so valid”, (2) not correctly identifying that person as someone who actually antis Jimin a.k.a. his akgae, and (3) as proof of me believing “one is more talented and more deserving than the other” re: Jungkook vs Jimin.

…is there even anything more for me to say?

Y'all, I bet you something like 90% of the shit that has solos constantly bouncing off the walls starts from things like this: a complete lack of reading comprehension coupled with gaps in logic and pre-conceived notions/insecurities. If I wanted to be really mean, there's so many places I could take this post right now, but I'll stop here for now.

That post made me laugh because the entire thing is a comedy of errors. The OP Anon in that akgae's post, is actually talking about another 'blogger' (who I know and generally like but that's besides the point), but the akgae responding to them mistook OP Anon's 'blogger' to be me, and then proceeded to write what's in the second screenshot...

It's just sad.

I've lost count of how many times I've been the subject of callout posts on Tumblr and each time it's been something like this lmaooo. Each time it's been by akgaes (and their exile varieties) and shippers. The last time this happened, I was a taekooker, and now someone has essentially embarrassed themselves with a lamentable lack of reading comprehension to spin a pretty innocuous post into... alladat.

This is how drama is manufactured in fan spaces out of plain stupidity.

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There are many reasons I don't like akgaes, but one top reason is because they dumb down the quality of conversation in whatever space they're in. It's part of why I have such a disdain for 'discourse' in k-pop spaces in general, because oftentimes, the people most eager to write paragraphs on end while being hateful and/or victimizing, are people who don't know what they're talking about or lack basic skills in reading comprehension, among other things. ARMYs and k-pop stans are guilty of this too, but you're more likely to run into culprits in akgae 'discourse' spaces or adjacent ones.

I've given examples of this many times but here's a couple here, and here.

I'm not even trying to be condescending, I don't actually think I know all there is to know about Jimin, BTS, and k-pop, I just no longer have the patience for people who choose remain in spaces filled with akgaes and who keep bringing their nonsense into my inbox. And what's worse asking me to clarify sentences that a grade 5 student should be able to parse in any language.

Anyway Anon, now, you can block me.

[sparklinpixiedust]

Coffee

A/N: charmcaster x ken, basically how they met. Not proof read, sorry for any grammatical errors.

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" WHY...WON'T ....YOU...WORK ...YOU ...LITTLE" The silver haired witch screamed as she repeatedly kicked the coffee machine at the end of the long hallway.

All she wanted was a nice cup of joe before heading up to her room to start grading the papers her half- brained students had turned in. Unfortunately fate had other plans for her , plans that frustrated her to no end.

Not to mention Freidkin's strict rules on the use of magic on the coffee machine, not after the 'incident' last semester , she couldn't even use a spell to fix whatever on earth was wrong with the appliance.

"uh excuse me , um would you like some help?"

"Well unless you're some coffee machine fixing genius, no thank you!" she snapped , still fixated on the metallic object.

Why did this place have only one of these though? It makes no sense!

" No but I am a major in mechanical engineering, I guess I could have a look " the man voiced again, hoping he could be of some help.

Charmcaster turned to look at the voice this time, only to come face to face with the greenest eyes she'd ever seen. He stood there leaning against a pillar with his hands in is navy blue jeans, his black t shirt making his deep red hair look bright.

Her breath got caught in her throat , the butterflies swarmed in her stomach as she tried to get the words out.

" well then, fine I guess, take a whirl at it red" she said finally, rolling her eyes for an added 'whatever' effect, trying to play it cool. The boy didn't need to know he had affected her now did he.

He gave her a small smile as he walked past her to the machine, pulling it forward and inspecting the mechanics of it.

" I didnt know this place offered a course in engineering" she began , trying to make small talk to pass the time. And also to get to know him, for she was sure she hadn't seen him around before. If she had, she definitely would've remembered.

" Actually I don't go here, but my little sister does. Just here today to drop off some things for her."

" oh I see"

She couldn't feel any mana on him, he was a human through and through. There were quite a few non magic humans here studying history and other magic related degrees that didn't require the actual use of mana, perhaps his sister was one of them.

She went silent for a bit , trying to come up with something to say. It dawned on her that for the first time , she had nothing. She's had crushes before, dated a little bit too. However it seemed like for the first time someone had actually made her mind go blank.

"what about you , do you go here?" he asked shattering the peircing silence.

" Not really, I'm actually a professor here, since the last 6 months"

The redhead looked at her wide eyed, " you're a professor? No way. Wow you must be really smart to have become a college professor at such a young age"

She felt her cheeks redden. She was pretty skilled for someone her age , though this was the first time anyone had ever really told her that. It felt.... nice.

" So why'd you want to become a professor?" he continued on as he crouched down to better look at the wirings.

She leaned back on the stone pillar, recalling what led her to do this job.

" Well I was ruler of this place, it's called Ledgerdomain, it's..It's this place of magic. Anyway I was bored and on my occasional trips to earth I came across an opening for the position. So I thought I'd give it a try. "

And so far the job despite it's shortcomings , wasn't half bad. She would even go as far to say she enjoyed it, especially when it came to passive aggressively torturing her favorite little redhead. She smiled thinking back to when she handed over an A- on her end of semester last year, watching her face fall.

He got up from his position and turned to her, " So you're basically a queen too? Man you're so cool."

She tucked a lock of hair behind her ear as she smiled at him, " yeah I guess I am"

Now it was time for the butterflies in his stomach to take flight.

" so um ," He said sheepishly as he ran his fingers through his hair , " the machine's fuse isn't working right."

Technically the fuse was fine, the machine just needed a quick reboot. He knew that, she didn't need to.

" Oh I see. I was really looking forward to that coffee though, I have a long day ahead of me of grading papers. "

The boy's eyes lit up , a thought occurring through his head.

" hey you know there's a cafe off campus that sells amazing coffee. it's only a 15 minute drive from here if you're interested" He asked, secretly hoping she'd say yes.

The witch smiled. " I'd love that "

The boy gleamed, " after you m'lady"

She giggled as she began to walk with him. Was this sort of a date? They both hoped it was.

" it's Ken by the way " he said.

" I'm Hope"

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[nmakii]

you're so damn talented! seriously! i devoured the entire thing in one sitting. how ??? i have a major thing for manipulation ( its definitely not healthy save me ) and the plot is beyond words. Yandere Alastor is MADE for this masterpiece. can i ask how did you become so good at writing? i've always wanted to be a writer but can never seem to get it right. sorry if there any mistakes english isn't my first language so..........

-i

OMFG 😣😣💞💞 ILYSM!!! tbh i dont have a particular reason why i got to where i am rn. it’s mostly just years of writing, but i think there are a few reasons so ill list them here

1. english lessons

i have an english class at my school that helps me improve my grammar, and also does literary analyses on books like macbeth and the great gatsby. we also write essays often so, that also helped my ability to comprehend myself on paper properly.

2. books

IM A BOOK NERD 😋😋 i love the writing styles of authors like dazai osamu, agatha christie, and fyodor dostoevsky. as well as the poetry of nakahara and yosano (BSD NERD IM SORRY). i went through a phase where i tried to embody the writing styles of dazai and dostevsky since they were very comprehensive in their characterizations and they gave many moral dilemmas that are common in stories (which gave me TONS of inspiration). but, i also like to read the stories of ranpo edogawa and agatha christie for their plots, since no good story is not without a plot twist and their murder mysteries are really fun :p

3. visual novels

if books arent your thing, i also played tons of visual novels which helped me to learn how to describe objects since there are many limitations to these types of games :p

i recommend games like doki doki literature club, your turn to die, and danganronpa!

4. anecdotes

most of my stories are acc stories from my life! if not, then they have some aspect of reality. my lipstick fic was actually from a time i was in math class and i was testing if my lip gloss was smudge proof by kissing my friend on her hand (it smudged 🙁). getting stories from your real life helps to make the plot more dynamic, especially if you’re quoting real people 😋

if not, you can try to make it real (if youre weird like me). i have a request rn for kokichi with a reader who basically follows him around like a puppy, so i did this with my friend since shes a close match for kokichi, and i followed her around everywhere to see what her reactions were (she didnt have any bc we follow each other everywhere 😣)

and, if you’re having a hard time with characterization, this works as well!! i like to find a part of myself that is similar to the character and work off of that. for example, im writing a little niffty fic and both her and i are really psycho when it comes to cleaning, so i’m using my past experiences as a basis for that story and my friends’ reaction as a placeholder for reader :p

5. confidence!!

i tried cooperating with other people on fics, but it never really worked cuz i like to butt heads 😋. beta reading doesn’t really work for me either because everyone has their own taste when it comes to writing and you can’t please everybody. so, i only really reread my stories to check for grammatical errors, since i’m pretty pleased with my plots. people will always have something to criticize when it comes to your work, so it doesn’t really matter. plus, this is the internet. if a fic flops, it flops! if you think that your story is good, then upload it! someone is bound to like it 😋😋

[syrupyyyart]

Any advice for improving art?

Uhhh Well Im definitely far from an art expert buT I can try to give some tips!!

general art tips

• rrrreferences. use references. i know thats always said and everyone probably knows by now but references are so good man. i never use to use them, but now that i do i feel like i really cucked myself out of a lot of early art growth lol. Its also fun to take your own ref photos if you want:)

• its okay to draw the same thing over and over again. I used to draw hatsune miku in a different outfit every single time I picked up a pencil lol. Obviously tho it's recommended that you diversify what you draw at some point haha

• its okay to take things from different peoples art styles that you like. you're not a fake artist because you draw in the Steven Unuverse art style, or because you draw hair the same way as that Instagram artist you like. Also, art styles come and go, and it can be difficult to find one for yourself, so I'd HIGHLY recommend experimenting!!!! (Also its fun to draw funky sometimes haha)

digital art tips

• flip the canvas regularly!!! it makes it easier to spot little odd issues with your drawing (im not sure why tho? maybe its because its sort of like getting a fresh look at your art??)

• label your layers and/or use folders. the organization really really helps and makes drawing go by a little quicker bc you dont spend as much time looking for the layer you want haha

• they definitely arent required (i never used then until like a year ago bc i didnt understand them), but dont be afraid to use fancy layer settings. They help speed up my art process bc I dont spend as much time looking for colors (i am ADDICTED to the Glow Dodge setting lol)

traditional art tips

• you don't need the words most expensive art supplies to make pretty art. i used to make all of my marker drawings with 5 year old BIC markers that I found in my grandmas basement(and I still occasionally use them lol). all you need is something to draw on and something to draw with and you're pretty much set honestly

• (I don't draw traditional art enough so I don't have anymore tips I'm sorry)

I don't know if any of those are useful at all (and I'm sorry if they sound pretentious too :^)) but I really tried my best :,))

[dayoung-remade]

hola! can you do the astrology x nct thing w me to? my placements are: capricorn sun, pisces moon, sagittarius mercury, aquarius venus, aquarius mars (and leo rising, if that's of importance) ~ ❤️

I ship u w yuta !! also i apologize 2 everyone who sent one in for my style while writing these being so inconsistent bye jfdk once i get used to these it’ll be more organised :p anyway its under the cut !!

yuta is a scorpio sun AND moon, so trust doesnt come easy with him. scorpios tend to trust caps the most out of any other sign, which automatically forms a deep bond. scorpios have a lot hidden inside, they’re so emo, they’ve learned to hide it. once they find someone they trust, they can finally open up about their feelings and thoughts. you have a pisces moon, which means you would be willing to hear him out.

your moon signs are made for each other tbh !! hes a scorpio moon. you have a great understanding of each others emotions, and u know how to cheer each other up when one of u is down. its the kind of bond where u could sense something is wrong without even being in the same room? one thing is yuta’s demonic scorpio ass loves to fight, but ur pisces moon doesnt want that. it could cause some issues, but they would always be solved bc as i said, u know how to cheer each other up !! i’ve seen lots of ppl describe the scorpio n pisces combo as psychic n its accurate !! if u were in a family gathering n yuta joined u, n u saw the aunt u hate going to talk to him, just make eye contact n he’d understand hes gotta Run. the downside to the pisces x  scorpio combination is the way u deal w emotions. yuta still hates the kid who stole his lollipop inn the third grade and u forgave ur teacher that failed u an entire class for no reason, ya feel? so a little fight could cause big issues.

so ! ur mercury is in sagittarius .. u take no bullshit n say no bullshit. you’re blunt, but not w bad intention. yuta on the other hand, has his mercury in libra. but heres the thing !! mercury in libra sugarcoats everything they say, they know what ppl want and they give it to them. I HAVE NEVER HEARD YUTA SAY ANYTHING THAT ISNT HONEST ? ESPECIALLY TO THE OTHER MEMBERS LIKE HES CONTENT W HIS SCORPIO ASS HE LETS LOOSE !! BUT . he uses his manipulation skills on the fans bc he knows what we wanna hear bfjvdckx.. i think the reason hes so honest is his sag mars .. he doesnt give half a shit hfvj ok but anyway !! u guys wld b super fun. he’s a tease, one sec he’d b a bully n calling u a utahraptor lookin ass  next sec he’d be a flirt fhdjsk

so, ur an aqua venus and hes a scorpio venus .. its hard. you need a lot of space in relationships, you dont wanna be dominated all the time n u dont need constant affection. that doesnt mean u dont care, u just need Space. yuta doesnt get that whole concept.. when a scorpio venus is in love, they’ll constantly be looking out for their s/o, they’ll be loving, caring and extremely passionate. yuta would think you’re too detached, and end up being insecure over how  you aren’t returning th affection he gives u. u might find the attention he gives u overbearing. this could be fixed with discussion and understanding. u need to be more open to reciprocating the attention he gives u, and he needs to learn when to give u space. my ex was a scorpio venus n im a gem venus n it didnt end well, mainly bc i was too passive to tell him i needed space so !! thats rly important and could make or break the relationship

im not gna talk abt mars bc its only related to relationships in a sexual way n idk whos comfortable w that or not !!

ok i love this whole thing bc ! theres such a deep, strong, special bond going on and if the rest of the stuff i mentioned went well, it could literally be irreplaceable !! yuta wld be the type of bf to see a cute plushy n buy u it bc it reminded him of u, but also the type to buy an e.t plushy n say it reminded him of u vfnjcdm oh nd ur dates wld b walking around in a city window shopping n tasting different food or just hanging out in general.. imagine him taking u on a japan tour or smthn tht wld be so cute?? but ye his sag mars ass wld try to take u on a Japan Adventure but end up getting lost

[study-van]

can you give us some tips on learning french?

Hello anon!! So sorry for the late reply, honestly tumblr didn’t notify me so I just saw this when I got on my computer.  I will try to help by dividing this in 4 parts: grammar, vocabulary, verbs, speaking/listening. Bear in mind I had to learn French in one school year and it was pretty intense (I got into a french hs so nearly all my lessons are in french).

Grammar

So while learning I generally referred to this book (I actually had to buy a copy of it bc it was a must material of our school). It explains every grammar subject pretty simply with amazing examples and how they are used in real life, plus it explains verbs too.

In addition, in my first year I bought a medium sized notebook and wrote down every subject dividing in them to sections. This helped me a lot to see how things can be used in real life too. Lastly, if I got confused on a subject I never shied away from asking my teachers. If you are self thought, I heard that Learn French with Alexa on youtube is pretty helpful but personally I have never tried it.

Vocab

In school, our grammar subjects did vary a lot. One lesson we were learning utensils next it was elements of fairy tales. To not get confused I bought a cheap binder from Aliexpress and some loose leafs (again I bought the cheapest I found) and actually divided my binder into sections like house, work, restaurants etc. and complied what I learned into each section. I actually still continue with this and I am going to my fifth and last year. Plus, I went wild with colors. 

Furthermore, quizlet is a god sent gift to us all to help us better learn vocabulary. After writing the vocabs of each lesson (I would do it right after the lesson at home, to you know procrastinate and leave it to last second), that weekend I would challenge myself using quizlet (again beware I had 25 hours of french in that first hell year).

Verbs

Firstly, as the french would say tu devrais apprendre par cœur; pouvoir (to be able), vouloir (to want) and aller (to go). If you don’t know how to conjugate a verb these are your saviors, you can always use an infinitif of a verb after these three. It’s always a much better alternative to guessing it wrong, french verbs are super tricky, I am looking at you troisième groupe. In addition to them, know your être and avoir they are the second most helpful ones.

Also again quizlet is your best friend. Plus, I have used a small notebook for verb types too while referring to Nouvelle Grammaire du Français. While speaking about verb types french has some super weird ones like subjonctif which even some of my native french friends struggle with using correctly so don’t beat yourself up if it seems tricky, take your time. For example, it took me three years and living in France for two months to understand it.

Speaking/Listening

So personally for listening unlike some people I don’t prefer watching or listening things with subtitles in my native language, I always use french subtitles and it even helps me develop my vocabulary and idiom knowledge. As for shows you wan watch, it may sound childish but while I was in my first year Miraculous Ladybug was just coming out and it was my closest friend, it is also an amazing practice. It is a children show so the language is much easier to understand than regular shows. I also really enjoyed watching the French version of Skam. I also watched a ton of French romcoms and comedy films like Le Chef. 

As for songs you can listen to personally I really enjoy ZAZ, Edith Piaf and Angèle. You can find all of their songs in every streaming service. I also listen to lots of French podcasts  during my commute (I generally refer to the website I linked but it is more on the advanced side)

So speaking, this is something stupid I used to do but sometimes after taking a shower or during my skincare time I speak to myself in french basically telling nonsense or making up stories, it actually helped me a lot to think in french which I believe is one of the key parts to speaking fluently. Also, I was blessed enough to actually live in France for some time which I know not most people are able to do but what you can do is find a french correspondent. I can also say that shadowing is an amazing method while listening or watching something try to repeat what they are saying with the same manner. 

Finally, to make the perfect French accent you can refer to this masterpost which has different explanations for every sound.

I hope I was able to help :)

[sadfrogposting]

normalise platonic hand holding.

holding your friend's hand is the best thing ever!! you're feeling cuddly? hold fren hand. you or your friend is scared of something? hold fren hand.

like, the other night we were just fucking around with two of my friends. we walked on the train tracks and reached a river. there was this weird ass bridge (meant for trains ofc but kids are always crossing it). it's pretty fucky and if you're afraid of heights it can be scary for you. so, we had to cross it to get to the other side. halfway the bridge i noticed my best friend looked really scared so i took her hand and we crossed rest of the bridge hand in hand.

this reminded me how much i love holding my friends' hands and cuddling them!! it sucks that cuddling and hand holding are always seen as something romantic. i'm often afraid to hold my friends' hands because i feel like someone will see it as a romantic thing and i want that to change!

HOLD YOUR FRIENDS' HANDS!!!!!!!

[angelstraightfr0mhell]

8, 12 and 32 🌻✨

Omg someone wants to talk to me yay!! Thanks love! 💕

8.) Talk about the thing you're most proud of.

Despite all the odds against me I graduated hair school and am working at the salon I've wanted to work at since before I even started hair school. (Literally took me two years to finish because stress and medical reasons 🙄)

12.) Talk about the worst dream you've ever had.

Well I have a terrible memory and can't remember my dreams for shit. But when I was a kid I had this recurring dream where my mom and aunt took my older brother and I to a park. Everything was all fine until I heard my mom tell "get your brother, there's a tornado coming!" And I look over to where my brother is on one of the playgrounds and he's magically transformed into a baby (he's 4 years older than me so I don't even know what happened there). Anyway I start running towards my brother and there's like two tornadoes coming straight for him, then all of a sudden a giant crator opens up right in front of me, preventing me from getting to my brother. I look back up after stopping in from of the crator and there's my brother just laughing on the playground, still tornadoes coming for him, and now there's two lions coming to consume his flesh. In a state of panic I look back to where my aunt and mom were to find they've disappeared. And then I wake up.

32.) Talk about a place you remember from your childhood.

My grandma's house. My mom was a single mom and had to work all the time to support herself and raise my brother and I so we spent a lot of time at Grandma's. She lived in this one house that had the most gorgeous plants all around her house and I remember thinking it was a magical place. She had this "secret door" that led from outside to the living room but you couldn't see or go through it from the inside, only the outside. (When I tell my mom and grandma about it now they think I'm crazy because they don't remember a door BUT I REMEMBER A DOOR DAMN IT) And my grandma was basically a hoarder, she had a room filled with random shit she had collected o er the years. I remember going in there a the time and just getting lost in all the cool shit I found.

[tiawithhoney]

hi there, my name is tia!! i’m not new to the writing community on tumblr, but i have been on a long (like, two years long!) break so i thought i'd re-introduce myself.

i'm in my twenties and i'm a woc refugee living in australia. i’m also autistic and very talkative!! rebooting my blog is kind of like a "screw you" to everything that's kept me from being a dedicated writer the past couple of years (mostly illness and uni).

my work in progress is an untitled y/a urban fantasy about faeries, set in modern syria (aka my home!!). uni’s academic writing kind of exhausted me, though, so i’ve put this on hold in favor of a lighthearted romance (titled in real life) about a mixed-race mentally ill girl who keeps ghosting her dates!

other interests: harry potter, cats, basically all tv shows, social work, central asia history, linguistics, clinical & developmental psych, un young professionals program (lol #goals)

i'm definitely in need of more writing friends and blogs to follow, so if you like this post (no pressure!) i’d love to follow more people! :-) sending love<3