#I love this app but it really sucks in some areas

[trashcreatyre]

This was my warmup for today lol

[cryiling]

thinking about that bkdk edating in middle school trope, except they're amino boyfriends 💀

they meet on an all might amino community. katsuki is one of the community mods, and izuku is the leader of an analysis club on there. izuku's posts were often featured and very popular in the community (he was def a microcelebrity), and katsuki always gave him a ton of amino coins on his posts.

for a challenge he's hosting for his club, izuku makes a huge deep-dive post analyzing all might's rise to fame in his bronze age. this post gets close to 10k likes, and katsuki gifts him 5k amino coins on the post. when izuku sees that number, he freaks out and assumes it must be a mistake since that's a huge number, who in their right mind would give him that much money??

he messages katsuki (who's username is 𝓓𝔂𝓷𝓪𝓶𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽 ⛓️💥) (LMAOOOOO) and asks if the amount of coins was a mistake + offers to give them back. katsuki tells him that there was no mistake, and that he just really liked izuku's post. izuku is really flattered that this guy liked his analysis so much, and they continue texting back and forth for a while.

they follow each other and put each other in their bios under "bffs," and a month or two after that, they officially become boyfriends. izuku buys amino+ using all the coins katsuki had given him (katsuki keeps spending his allowance to buy more amino coins so he's super rich). they start matching profile themes after that, switching to a new theme every month. they have matching profile frames and chat bubbles and everything, and izuku makes a sticker pack of all might faces to use when texting katsuki (sometimes katsuki uses the stickers too, but only when texting izuku)

everyone on all might amino knows they're dating, since they're both such high-profile people in the community. they become the community's it-couple, and people love commenting on their walls how cute their matching profiles are. katsuki comments under all of izuku's posts praising his analysis, and izuku always replies with a string of all might heart-eye stickers.

6 months into their relationship, izuku tells katsuki he can call him by his real name. up until now, izuku had gone by the nickname "golden" in honor of all might's golden age. when izuku tells katsuki his name, though, he doesn't get a response. the next day, izuku wakes up to find that katsuki's profile has been deleted entirely.

izuku feels like throwing up. he doesn't know what happened to dynamight, if he caused this, what could have caused this. he debates deleting his account too, ashamed and confused and hurt, but ultimately decides against it. he changes his profile theme back to an aesthetic picture set of all might in his iconic golden age pose, and continues posting on all might amino as if nothing happened. he doesn't reach out to new people on amino again.

when izuku gets into ua and his workload drastically increases, he stops finding time to post on amino, eventually deleting the app entirely (his profile stays up, though).

in second year, izuku is sitting in the common room with his friends, somehow having been roped into a conversation about dating. "you've never been in a relationship before, have you, deku-kun?" uraraka asks him.

his friends' eyes all focus on him, and he blushes. "well, i had an online boyfriend in middle school, but i'm not sure if that counts." his friends gape at him, clearly surprised. some other people lingering about in the common area also tune into the conversation. katsuki is one of them.

"really, midoriya-kun?" iida says, doing his best to hide his blatant shock. "i must say, that sounds rather out of character for you!"

"did you guys break up or something?" todoroki asks.

izuku grimaces, remembering what happened. "i told him my real name, and then he deleted his account. i think it was because of my name, but I guess i don't know for sure."

uraraka frowns. "that sucks! he didn't deserve you anyway. what an asshole move." the rest of izuku's friends nod in agreement at that. out of the corner of his eye, izuku sees katsuki get up from his armchair and storm out of the room.

months later, izuku and katsuki finally start dating for real. izuku is so overwhelmed with happiness, and katsuki's eyes light up every time he sees izuku. one night, though, katsuki pulls him aside. "there's something i need to tell you."

izuku frowns in confusion. "what's up?"

katsuki takes a deep breath. "...i'm dynamight."

this does not clear izuku's confusion. "um... yeah, i know what your hero name is."

"no, it's-" katsuki cuts himself off, then starts again. "i was dynamight on amino, too."

izuku feels his heart drop. he's not sure what katsuki is saying, why he's bringing it up. "you... we were... you mean we dated back in middle school?"

katsuki nods, eyes on the floor. he doesn't say anything else.

"why did you..." izuku licks his lips in apprehension. "why did you delete your account?"

katsuki is silent for a moment. "i freaked out when i found out who you were," he finally says. "i mean, you know how i was treating you in real life back then. and we had been texting all that time, and i had been comforting you from the bullying you were going through, only to realize it was me who was- i didn't... i didn't know what to say. and obviously i was really immature at the time and wasn't ready to process my feelings yet. but that whole thing helped me realize my feelings for you, even though i didn't want to accept that at the time.

"but," katsuki continues, clearly on a roll now, "that still doesn't excuse what i did. it was a shitty move. and i know i've apologized for how i bullied you before, but i'm sorry for this, too, izuku. i know i hurt your feelings. i swear i'll be a better boyfriend this time, i promise. uh- only if... if you still want to be together."

izuku can't even think of what to say for a moment, still silently reeling at katsuki's confession. eventually he says, "no, i- i get it. we were both pretty immature at the time, and to be honest i kind of got over it a while ago. but," he smiles, "that apology really means a lot to me. and of course i still want to be with you."

he leans in to kiss katsuki briefly. izuku doesn't think he'll ever get used to that.

katsuki rests his forehead against izuku's, eyes taking in izuku's face. "i swear i'll be an even better boyfriend than dynamight was, golden."

and then they lived happily ever after :>

[froznwater]

post WT Alenaoh drabble

Alejandro wins World Tour and now not only does his family treat him poorly, but so does the rest of the world. Even Heather gets her bit of redemption after being "used by the evil Alejandro." But none of the shows fans like him. They can admit he was smart, yes, but ultimately someone able to play with that many peoples hearts is not a good person. Twitter trends with phrases like 'rigged', 'not my tdw', and 'slippery eel' for weeks after his victory. His phone number gets leaked, bombarded with hateful messages, and his car gets keyed during the ten minutes he takes to run into his local mall to pick up a gift for his mother on her birthday. Tiktok makes 'plot twist' edits of him. Where it begins with him, but ultimately switches to another of his precious peers after they "shut him down" and the entire concept is just one big fuck Alejandro party in the comments. Hundreds- thousands of greasy idiots belittling him for their enjoyment. He doesn't even post on Instagram anymore. Too pussy to entirely turn off the comments and let the world think they've won, he just buries the app deep in a folder and leaves it untouched. Eel. Fake. Bop. I'm doing it, are you? How many letters in Alejandro? Is that oil I see? Noah = 8.

Some people even show up at his house. His father hires bodyguards and demands the police to patrol the area, but blames Alejandro for all of it. This is all your fault. You were too careless. You should have done this. You shouldn't have done this. Look, this person figured you out. Why did you say this? That was dumb. Jose would have done better. He WON, didn't he? ...Didn't he? But college starts in two months, so he rides it out as much as he can. College sucks. Everyone stares, but no one approaches unless it's some dickhead-sexist loser clapping him on the back with enough gusto that really re-whacks the reality into him every time. He's met with "Aren't you that asshole that won Total Drama World Tour a couple months ago?" any time he tries to make some friends. None of the cast reach out. It stings, but Alejandro gets it. He's not wanted. Within three weeks, he's moves to the middle of fucking no where with his cat and enrolls in as many online classes that his new mediocre college will allow. - Noah, praised for his intelligence and funny one-liners over his course of 15 minutes of screen-time, is the fan-favourite. Officially. Voted through the after-season special reunion. Even though he never made it far. In the beginning it's vaguely funny, karmatic. Him. Noah. The unlike-able "schemer." Is the one that fans edit on tiktok and quote on Twitter. After a (short)while it's annoying. He can't get his coffee before class without posing(or declining to do so) for at least two instagram photos. He can't scroll Twitter without seeing someone referencing him in the replies. "Giving slippery eel." "It's all down here from here, honey."

Even his nickname for Owen is used to fatshame people everywhere. "Lunchbox." Is commented under anyone over 100 pounds. It puts a foul taste in Noah's mouth that makes him lock his phone and touch fucking grass every time. Tiktok clips of him go viral. So not only does a lot of America know him, most of it does, as well as other parts of the big wide world. It sucks. The studio won't let it die either. They sell merch of his face. Of his sweater vest with the inbuilt button-up. Of his face on a gay flag(which the fans use as confirmation in his sexuality after demanding so from him for months and getting no answer.(He isn't even gay.)) Of his last insult to Alejandro. And, really, who actually won that fight? Noah, bisexual gay icon, who signed away all his rights to merch pay-cut? Or the man and his million dollars that hasn't been seen or heard from in three months? With love and admiration comes hate. It's piling up more and more. And the more people blindly defend him the more people that come out with their "I'm going to be honest. I didn't care for Noah from Total Drama." And Noah can deal with hate. Honestly, he can deal with it better than he can with love and people genuinely liking him. But he's seen the pattern. He knows where this is going. He goes on a few interviews he never accepted before, gets a new phone number, deletes all his social media, applies to a new college with a student count of 2,000, and retires his red sweaters.

Fuck the internet.

- You'll never guess who he sees.

[jae-bummer]

It's Only Lunch

Request: I just binged through My Idol Season 1&2 within a day and I’m in love with the way you write!! Then I saw your requests are open and I was even happier, cause I’m in desperate need of some idol!DK x nonidol!reader fluff :( I don’t have anything specific in mind you can do whatever you want, it can be angsty too if you want, just please give him a happy ending. There’s just not enough DK on this app in my opinion :( I hope you’re doing good and have a great day and if you ever actually write this then tysm!! 🩷🩵

Pairing: Seventeen DK x Reader

Genre: Fluff

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"Hey, Y/N."

Looking up from your desk and towards the door of your office, you smiled. "DK, what brings you here?"

As soon as his name left your lips, you could see a bashful expression cross his face. Glancing down to his shoes before looking back up to you, he offered a tentative smile. "I just happened to be in the building and thought maybe you'd like to grab lunch with me?"

Blinking back in surprise, you cleared your throat. Technically, you and Dokyeom were coworkers, he an idol (obviously) and you working in the lower levels of management at Hybe. You had been part of the production crew for many a Seventeen project, so you had grown familiar with the guys over the years.

DK, more often than not, was the member that seemed to naturally gravitate toward you. When ordering lunch, passing out water, or resting on a break, he seemed to subconsciously seek you out. His shyness was adorable your first few run-ins, but once you realized he may have had a crush, you were already in far too deep yourself.

"I brought my lunch today," you managed, the words tasting sour in your mouth. "I was hoping I could take it at my desk to work through some things I'm behind on."

It wasn't a lie. You did need to catch up, but you also couldn't admit that hanging out privately with DK scared the crap out of you. He was gorgeous, side-splitting levels of funny, and completely unattainable. You knew if you spent more time around him, it wouldn't be long until you caught feelings.

"Oh," he chirped, beginning to nod. "Yeah, of course, I understand."

"Maybe next time though?" you asked, desperate to see that smile light up his face again.

"Of course," he hummed, giving you what you hoped for, but not nearly as genuine. "I'll stop by again when I'm back in the building."

And that's how the new routine began. At least once a week DK would show up in your doorway and you would think of a new and creative excuse not to fall in love with him.

Nearly a month after his original visit, you were typing out a relatively important email when your favorite nuisance showed up.

"Y/N," he drawled, leaning against the door frame. "I think I know your answer, but I'm here anyway."

You smiled sheepishly, ducking your head in an attempt to cool the heat scorching across your neck. You knew he would likely catch on to your MO, but you hadn't realized how embarrassing being confronted would be. "I'm sorry, DK. Things are so busy with your upcoming promotions and-"

"Can I at least grab your lunch for you from the common area?" he asked, tilting his head. "It'll save you a few steps."

"Sure," you nodded. He was incredibly sweet, which made it suck even more. "It's in the purple bento box."

"You got it!" he smiled, giving a quick spin before launching down the hallway.

You really did need to suck it up and either tell him to quit coming by or accept his advances. Just because you were a coward didn't mean that he needed to suffer. You were better not being perceived by anyone at his level of attractiveness. It would only be a matter of time before you somehow did something mortifying and turned him off forever.

After plugging away at the email for a few more minutes, you furrowed your brow and looked toward the hall. Surely, he should have found your food.

Just as you were about to hit send and head out his way, he appeared again. Holding your bento, his face was twisted in confusion. "This is yours, right?"

"Yeah," you said slowly. "Why?"

"Well," he sighed. "I looked for it everywhere in the fridge but couldn't find it. I moved everything around and was about to give up when I noticed it out of the corner of my eye. It was sitting in the communal sink, empty."

"Empty?" you muttered, standing. Crossing the room toward him, you took the lunch box from his hands. Sure enough, there was not a trace left of the food you had packed that morning. "I bring the same box every day. Who would eat out of it?"

"Did someone new start?" he asked, tilting his head. "Someone could have done it by mistake?"

"I guess," you sighed, dropping it on your desk. "I guess I can order in..."

"Why don't you let me go grab something?" he asked. "We can eat together in your office, so you don't even have to step away."

The hopeful look in his eyes crushed what little self-preservation you had left. This option really provided no wiggle room for an excuse. "I don't want to make you go to all that trouble..."

"No trouble at all!" he smiled, already turning away from you.

"Wait," you sighed, teetering on the line that you had drawn for yourself. "Let me send this email and I'll come with you."

"You will?" he gasped, but immediately schooled his features. "I mean, sounds good."

Mentally preparing yourself to rip off the Band-Aid, you may have spent a bit longer on the email than you had intended. It was difficult to think clearly with DK wandering around your space, peering at every framed picture and book you had haphazardly stacked around.

"Ready?" you asked, after reading through what you had written for probably the thirtieth time. At this point, you would just hit send and hope for the best.

"Born ready," he smiled, his eyes disappearing into crescents. "There's this really cute noodle place right down the street. I was thinking we could go there?"

Your brain fished around in its recesses for the restaurant he was talking about. If you could recall correctly, it was a notorious spot for couples. The thought made you swallow, hard. "Sure."

"Perfect," he hummed. "Madam?"

Offering his elbow to you, you hesitated before taking it. So, this was really happening. You were going to break down and go on a not-date with Dokyeom. He had labeled it as just "grabbing lunch," but why did you feel like it was so much more?

As you would realize later, it was because if you gave an inch, Dokyeom would take a mile. It wasn't long into your walk before he started complaining about it being sweltering outside. The weather was only 24°C, so it was hardly balmy. After peeling off his jacket, he quickly switched up to holding your hand.

Glancing down in surprise to see his long fingers intertwined with yours, you looked back up to him, wide-eyed.

"Is this okay?" he asked cheerfully.

You gave a silent nod before fixing your eyes in front of you again. You were so screwed.

.

Against your better judgement, lunch with DK was a blast. Being around him was so effortless. As you talked over jajangmyeon, it was easy to open up and show sides of yourself that you only reserved for those closest to you. You didn't realize you were even doing it until after you already had, making you go into an overthinking spiral of whether or not you were sharing too much.

In the end, it didn't really matter because Dokyeom seemed to like it that way.

When he returned you to your office, he gave you a long hug before insisting on coming by again soon. After everything, you sat behind your desk, a bit numb in the aftereffects of all things DK.

He hadn't asked for your number and aside from holding your hand, he really hadn't made any advances. His body language was overwhelmingly flirty, but you weren't sure if that's just how he was naturally or not.

"Accept it for what it is," you muttered to yourself, shaking off the cobwebs in your brain. Even if things didn't cross over into "more than friends" territory like your heart was already considering, just having him as a close friend would be fulfilling enough.

No matter how many times you told yourself that DK was just displaying normal, friendly behavior, it was all thrown out of the window when he showed up again the next week.

Carrying a bouquet of what looked to be a mix of wildflowers, he strode up to your desk and sat on the edge. "Now, we've made remarkable progress last week when you had no other options but to have lunch with me. Can we defy the universe and have it happen again?"

You let out a surprised snort. "Maybe if you gave me an idea of when you were coming, I'd be more prepared to leave the office."

"Where's the fun in that?" he asked. "These are for you by the way."

"I would have been only a little heartbroken if you came into my office with flowers that were not for me," you smiled, taking them from his hands.

"So, are you setting me up for a gentle letdown?" he asked, quirking a brow. "Or are you wanting to try the new burger place a block down?"

"I really-"

"Need to finish up this project, so I'm working at my desk," he finished with a soft smile.

"But this time, I really do mean it," you laughed.

"You didn't before?!" he gasped.

Shit. You didn't want to let that little factoid slip. See, this is what happened when you let your guard down around him.

"I may or may not have been avoiding your lunch invitation for a few weeks," you winced. "But you're intimidating!"

"On what planet?!"

"Earth!" you groaned, hiding behind your fingers.

DK sighed before sliding off of your desk and facing you. "I'll forgive you if you come eat with me."

"Well, that's not fair," you pouted.

"Fine," he harrumphed. "I'll just have to take it into my own hands like last time."

"Like last time?" you asked, narrowing your eyes at him.

Covering his mouth with his hand, DK stood as still as a statue.

"You know," you grumbled, crossing your arms. "You're not going to get out of this by hoping I forget about you because you're not moving."

"It would work if you were a t-rex," he muttered, dropping his arms to rest at his side.

"Spill it, Seokmin," you sighed.

"I accidentally ate your lunch last week," he said quickly.

"I'm sorry," you laughed. "You what?"

"When I was grabbing your bento out of the fridge, I had a lightbulb moment," he whined. "I thought if you didn't have your food, you'd be forced to eat with me...so I just...inhaled it. You make excellent bibimbap by the way."

You didn't know if you wanted to laugh or smack him. "You set me up!"

"Because you were avoiding me!" he exclaimed, sending an accusatory finger your way. "You said it yourself!"

"Because you're intimidating!" you repeated.

"How?! How am I intimidating and why is this news to me?!"

"You're incredibly dreamy!" you blurted. "And I was scared that I was going to fall for you, alright?"

DK took a small step back as if you had actually chose to smack him. He kept quiet as his wide eyes blinked at you.

"Please say something," you whispered, pinching the bridge of your nose.

At a painfully slow rate, a smile spread across his lips. "You think I'm dreamy?"

Plopping into your rolling chair, you leaned against your desk, and hid in the fortress of your arms. It was not physically or mentally possible for you to be more horrified.

"Y/N!" DK cooed, immediately stepping around to where you were sitting. Wrapping his arms around your shoulders, he rested his chin on your head. "That is the cutest thing I have ever heard."

"I hate it," you muttered into your sleeves.

"I don't," he chuckled. "And if you haven't figured it out by now, I think you're pretty dreamy too."

"Really?' you squeaked.

"You think I offer to buy lunch and flowers for Mingyu once a week?" he asked. Nuzzling his face into your hair, he laughed again. "I guess we were both hiding something from each other."

"I can't believe you ate twice just to get me to go out with you," you muttered, finally sitting up.

"You're worth the stomachache I had afterwards," he smiled. "I was scared that if I tried to kiss you, the nerves would make my stomach pop."

"Please tell me you didn't eat my lunch again today?" you joked. DK's lips fell into a flat line as he looked away from you. "You didn't!"

"I was prepared to do whatever I had to do!" he gasped. "Now are you coming with me to lunch or not?!"

"Yes," you laughed, shaking your head. "I absolutely will."

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

WIbta if I don't read an author's books for their opinion on book piracy?

Context: I live in a country where literary has plummeted, reading is a hobby for the privileged, bookstores are closing or dilapidated, libraries are worse off.

Bookstores here are not good at keeping up with new releases. Their bestsellers are local publishes, and things like Percy Jackson or the Hardy boys. Requesting them to bring books almost never works.

With libraries, schools and colleges have their private ones only open to students and staff but they're... Restrictive about what someone can check out. Librarians here totally pro-censorship. Public libraries are less than 10 in my metro city, they keep old books, academic texts, and in some cases specialize in one area. That includes one of the biggest libraries in the country. And it's like 6 hours to commute so that's not a sustainable option for me. Of course library apps straight up don't exist here.

We have a couple book box subscription services. One sends those bestsellers that everyone's read as kids. The other one is expensive and more of a privileged influencer orientated thing than for readers.

What I said so far might sound too bad to be true but it is the reality. Physical books have been getting expensive worldwide. On top of that if I can't be caught reading things our government doesn't like. I read a lot of classics, for which I use a legal free site. But for something like a queer fantasy book written by a foreigner my only options are buying on kindle or well.. downloading them. Kindle doesn't always have the books I want, but the download sites tend to bring in requested books.

So of course there's ethical dilemma. With my salary I can save up and buy 6-7 books a year, I only buy the ones I've read and thoroughly enjoyed, enough to want them on my shelf or because I want to support the author, even with the risk of kindle copies being taken away at an exec's whim in the future.

I found out a couple authors I really wanted to read from are anti-piracy, one of them put a message like "Whoever pirates this book I put a curse on you" in their ya fantasy book. And I don't read a lot of ya but that book sounded interesting, until I saw that. These author's tone while talking about readers in my kind of position put me off and I decided not to read their works.

My logic is that I'd rather download and see if I love a book before buying, if I love it I wouldn't want to support people like them and feel bad reading it too, if I buy first and hate it then it's a waste of my money while the authors get a few cents off that purchase.

So naturally I've been told to suck it up, read less, stop reading if I can't afford, stick to free classics and fanfics, make more money, bring revolution in my country etc.

I do feel bad about the authors, even though most of what I read are from dead people there's a good amount of living people too and not all of them are getting their coins whether I want to give it to them or not. And the reason for this ask: Someone said I'm overreacting to those authors, I should just read those books like a normal person and move on instead of viewing them as books not to be touched.

So?

What are these acronyms?

[uriekukistan]

hey oomf...idk if i should be asking this but what resources/apps/websites do you use for japanese?

i started earlier this year around in may with duolingo but i don't really do it religiously and everything but it's like the only thing i use so if you do have any you're willing to share it would be nice :D

hope your illness is better now, getting sick always sucks

noo this is perfectly fine to ask i love helping ppl get started w japanese :D thank you for the ask !!

generally speaking, i do not recommend duolingo japanese for anything more than mere practice. if youre looking for an app experience, i'd actually recommend busuu over duolingo bc it actually takes the time to explain grammar concepts, whereas duolingo trains you to remember sentences. so like idk i feel like busuu better prepares you to encounter new words in the wild and use them.

i learned using the genki textbooks, which i think is pretty common. you can find both volumes and their respective workbooks here.

also w japanese i recommend getting as much practice w the different areas of language as possible (writing reading speaking listening) which duolingo doesn't really do. here you can find reading practice from absolute beginner to intermediate level, after that you can try reading young adult novels and some manga.

for listening, i like comprehensible japanese. she has a lot of great videos. when learning to speak as babies, we learn first through listening, so i think this is the most important thing to practice. she has videos for all different levels, she speaks very clearly, and she provides clear visuals so you can adapt to words you may not know.

for writing, i usually just keep a diary in japanese. i've done this since like week 1 and its cool to see your progress, but it also gives you a space to review what you learned. if you learned vocabulary related to clothes, maybe take a bit of time to talk abt your outfit, etc.

speaking is hardest to practice, and my weakest point. you can find ppl on reddit who are willing to practice speaking w you, or for me, i just talk to myself. i started w something called shadowing, you just listen to someone speaking in japanese and you copy what they're saying. i think its best to do w vloggers rather than anime bc vloggers speak like. realistically where as anime is actually just as cheesy in japanese as the english dub.

japanese is super fun tho, and if you ever wanna practice we can like message in japanese if you want :D i gotta practice mine too tbh, im not actually great w generating speech/text lol

thank you for the ask!! hope you're well :))

[blackswallowtailbutterfly]

My Garden Flowers Part 4

All photos mine. The Pennsylvania pellitory is edited for because the plant app I took the photo in washed it out. The scarlet bee balm is edited for colour because that old phone's camera sucked.

In order of appearance:

091. Pennsylvania Pellitory (Parietaria pensylvanica) A common garden weed, but as it's native it can stay in some places.

092. Perennial Flax (Linum perenne) In spite of the name she sadly didn't come back or reseed. Shame because she looked really nice in that area. Oh well. I'll have to try in another spot.

093. Showy Tick-Trefoil (Desmodium canadense) She tricked me! I thought she hadn't made it as she hadn't come up by late June so I got another one and put her in a different area...only for this one to come up. And if you're thinking, oh, she's just a late bloomer, I should have waited, well, she came up in May this year. Because of course she did.

094. Virginia Mountain Mint (Pycnanthemum virginiana) She smells like something you'd want to season steak or something with and would probably do very well at that but I've never cooked a steak before. Maybe I'll try her in pesto some day.

095. Devil's Tongue (Opuntia humifusa) She flowered for the first time last year and is flowering again this year!

096. Fragile Prickly Pear (Opuntia fragilis) Not pictured as she hasn't flowered yet. She's still quite little. I might break off a piece of her to try growing in that really tough spot. If she can survive summer to winter in a pot, surely that area shouldn't be too harsh for her.

097. Thrift Seapink (Armeria maritima) She's tough enough to survive winter in a pot and did so for three years, but last winter was apparently too much for her. Again, I think it was just too dry. She was pretty much only happy there in the spring and fall, though, so maybe it's just as well. The new one I planted elsewhere seems happy in all seasons.

098-099. Lance-Leaved Tickseed (Coreopsis lanceolata) Usually only the cultivars have those red markings! I'm assuming there's been some cross-pollination with other gardens because I did not plant that. My tickseeds are all straight amber. Unless she independently produced the colour on her own as a sport. Interestingly enough, none of them are showing that colouration this year.

100. White Sagewort (Artemisia ludoviciana) I wasn't actually supposed to have this one. I'd ordered the less aggressive A. frigida, but oh well. Maybe she'll attract American lady butterflies some year. Not pictured as she hasn't flowered yet. She smells like something you'd use to season stuffing.

101. Blue-Eyed Grass (Sisyrinchium angustifolium) After several attempts in different areas, trying my hardest to follow what the information online said she would need, but somehow failing, this one at last seems to be doing fine.

102. Dotted St. John's Wort (Hypericum punctata) I didn't plant that. Either a gift of the wildlife or a dormant seed came to life when I removed the grass.

103. Roundhead Bushclover (Lespedeza capitata) Another one I've had several attempts with, but she seems to like it there.

104. Curlycup Gumweed (Grindelia squarrosa) Flowered nicely that year and I thought she didn't reseed because she didn't come up last year but there is a plant this year! It's good to remember that seeds can lie dormant for some time. :)

105. Upright Prairie Coneflower "Mexican Hat" (Ratibida columnifera) This is a cultivar and has since passed away during the winter.

106. Rocky Mountains Bee Plant (Cleomella serrulata) She reseeded for several years but apparently not this one. Hopefully they're just skipping a year and will come up next spring. If not I'll have to attempt a different area. Anyway, pretty much the whole plant is edible with preparation, and lots of insects love the flowers.

107. Spotted Horsemint (Monarda punctata) Beloved of many insects. Sometimes I just like to sit next to her and watch the activity.

108. Wild Black Sweet Tomato (Solanum ptychanthum) She began as a weed on this property, but not anymore. She is a welcome part of my native garden with her wonderful fruits in the summer.

109. Common Sunflower (Helianthus annuus) The wild type this time, but no evidence of reseeding this year. :(

110. Alpine Rock Cress (Arabis alpina) She flowers in April before most trees have even blossomed.

111. Field Chickweed (Cerastium arvense) By the time I got to plant her in the fall some years ago, I was sure she'd die over the winter. She didn't but struggled through the warm months. But she managed to bounce back the following spring and makes a nice little carpet now.

112. Yellow Wild Indigo (Baptisia tinctoria) Not pictured as she hasn't flowered yet.

113. Butterflyweed (Asclepias tuberosa) Finally decided to flower this year! She is the only orange species of milkweed native this far north.

114. Upright Prairie Coneflower (Ratibida columnifera) The wild type. Didn't like that spot in the winter either, so I'm trying a different area this year.

115. Fringed Blue Aster (Symphyotrichum ciliolatum) Not the most colourful or compact, but makes a nice spray of pale blue violet over her dark green foliage.

116. Bluestem Goldenrod (Solidago caesia) Not pictured as she hasn't flowered yet, but she's likely to this year.

117. Black Walnut (Juglans nigra) She's been on the property long before I got here. Not pictured as I haven't gotten any pictures yet since she is very tall.

118. Field Pussytoes (Antennaria neglecta) Compact and low-growing foliage create a mat, with these delicate stems poking out with what looks like kitten toes that pass for the plant's flower.

119. Aster (Symphyotrichum) I don't know what she is yet, but she decided to take up residence with my pussytoes and I guess that's okay. Haven't gotten pictures of the flowers yet.

120. Dotted Blazing Star (Liatris punctata) Not pictured as she hasn't flowered yet.

[elminx]

Foraging 101: Foraging Safety

Note: if you've followed along for a while, you'll have noticed that I generally abhor telling other people what to do. So take this as a suggestion that can save your life. This post is brought to you by the letter "I" for identification. Know your identification apps and their shortcomings, and, for the love of all of the gods, don't blindly trust AI.

If you are going to forage AT ALL, there is one rule that you absolutely cannot forget: YOU ARE THE PERSON RESPONSIBLE FOR WHAT YOU EAT OR PUT ON YOUR BODY.

Not the books, not the websites you visit, not an AI identification app - YOU. And yes, I do think that means double-checking and triple-checking your work from completely different sources.

This is a really big deal because eating the wrong thing can make you really sick or kill you. I'm not kidding. (You should already know this but...)

And it's not just inherently poisonous foods that can make you sick - a lot of plants uptake and accumulate heavy metals and other toxins from the soil. That means eating foods from the wrong area can make you very, very sick even if the food itself wasn't poison.

So, in order to safely wild harvest, you need to not only get a proper plant identification but also to know where you are harvesting from. Is it close to a major roadway? Is it downhill from a cemetery? Is it near a polluted waterway? Is it close to any major industry that may have dumped or leached chemicals into the environment? Does somebody nearby spray with dangerous pesticides?

If the answer is "yes" to any of these questions, skip eating it. You can still harvest it for other craft purposes, of course.

I m aware that for some of you who live in unlucky areas means you might not be able to wild harvest (to eat) at all. That sucks and I'm sorry, but trust me, ifs for your best good. It's vitally important. Wild harvesting can be fun and incredibly rewarding, but it is not worth your health or your life.

Sidenote: if you have harvested safe-to-eat and not safe-to-eat botanicals, make sure that you have a system for keeping track of which is which. What I do is keep my safe to eat stuff in my kitchen and my not safe to eat stuff in my office.

[riannimated]

HI RI ILY SO MUCH 🥰💕💕💕💕💕💕

I was not joking when I said I would send a request suggestion on sight.

Perhaps.... some Hisoka New Years kiss? 🥺

AND I LOVE YOU!!!!

Also oop, not me answering this late af, but time doesn't exist and I hope this isn't too ooc or cheesy as hell.

Still getting into the groove of my soft side 🥰

Pairing: Hisoka x Reader

SFW. Tooth rotting-ly sweet imo

Word Count: 1.4k

Notes: Established relationship, Angst if you squint, Reader is semi afraid of heights, Hisoka is a cheeky little shit in this, but what else is new.

Celebrating the New Year was something that you’d honestly forget about doing if it weren’t for the borderline excessive amount of attention that surrounded it.

It was only around 11pm, but some people had decided to start the celebration early - a few select areas of the city lighting up with tiny pops of colour. It would be nothing compared to the grandeur to come, but it was still an enduring sight from your balcony.

You were sitting in a soft chair you had dragged out from your living room, the one with a coffee stain on the left arm rest, wrapped up in a shawl and already in pajama pants.

You had given up on Hisoka coming hours ago.

It wasn’t a surprise, really, and you weren’t mad at him. How could you be, really? You knew his whims took him to all corners of the world, and he was even worse with keeping track of holidays than you were, so to be upset with him over such a thing would be unfair.

The logic didn’t do much to lessen the blow to your emotions, though.

A noise of displeasure left your throat when you took a sip from the tea in your hands only to discover it was now luke-warm, and you looked down at your watch.

11:23pm

You had decided to stay up until midnight so you could send the appropriate people a few texts and then take a shot if you were feeling frisky before going to bed, but you would need more caffeine if you were going to get there.

You tightened the shawl around you as you stood and shuffled back into your apartment towards the kitchenette. You scrolled through your phone as you waited for the water to boil, clicking on the many stories of your friends and family and subsequently skipping through all of them since they were basically all the same.

Drinks. Parties. Obnoxiously big smiling faces. Large text that read “Happy New Year” with more party hat emojis than you could count.

You closed the apps and fixed your tea before making your way back towards the balcony on autopilot.

“Boo. ~♡”

The shriek of terror you let out was followed by the unceremonious throw of your mug towards your intruder - an action that was regretted the second your brain caught up with just who it was leaning against your chair in the dark.

Your mug and a solid three-quarters of its contents froze in mid-air while the rest splashed harmlessly to the side and on the right side of the chair. Hisoka tilted his head to the side and let the rest of the tea fall by his feet while he kept your mug dangled in the air. 

“Your aim is getting better, have you been practicing? ~♢”

You visibly relaxed and pointed a finger at him sternly, but were unable to hide the smile forming on your face.

“You asshole, how many times do I have to tell you to stop doing that?”

“Several. ~♡”

“And you have yet to use the front door, why?”

He shrugged his own smile forming as he retracted his nen so the mug came to his hand effortlessly. “If I did that, what fun would that be? ~♢”

“I guarantee it would be better than getting stains on your clothes.”

He hummed and set the mug down on the newly soiled chair arm. “I have others. ~♧”

The retort on your tongue died when he walked the three strides it took to reach you and slip his hands under your shawl and onto your shoulders.

You sucked in a sharp breath, “Jesus fuck you’re cold.”

“Language. ~♤”

“No.”

He stayed quiet when you took his hands off your shoulders to hold them between your own. He let you bring them up to cradle against your neck, no teasing comment following how unbothered you were by the sharpness of his nails as you tried to warm them up.

The two of you stood like that for a moment - silence only broken by the interspersed pop of distant fireworks. After a while, you rested your cheek against his knuckles as you looked at him.

“I thought you weren’t going to show today.” You said softly.

Hisoka hummed as he scanned you up and down. “I can tell.”

“Gee thanks, love to hear it.”

“You’re not letting me finish, darling,” He untangled his hands from yours to boop you on the nose. Your face scrunched up with the action and you stuck your tongue out at him. “I was going to say: I can tell, so it’s a good thing the place I plan to take you doesn’t have a dress code. ~♤”

Your teasing guard dropped immediately and you looked at him with a raised eyebrow.

“You want to go out? It’s-” You looked down at your watch. “11:40.”

“It isn’t far.” He gently pulled you back out onto your balcony. “But it will be faster if we leave my way instead of yours. ~♢”

You looked at him like he grew an extra head. “You’re joking.”

“Trust me, my dear. ~♡”

You huffed and placed your shawl over the back of the chair, hoping the smile that formed on your face didn’t betray your nerves. “If I die, I’ll kill you.”

“Promises, promises.” He ushered you closer with a small motion of his hand. “Jump up, it’ll be faster if I carry you. ~♤”

You hesitated, but obliged. Hisoka’s arms looped under your knees as soon as you were in the air, and you hooked your arms around his neck.

“Don’t drop me, please.”

He chuckled, but didn’t reply. You knew he wouldn’t, and he knew you knew, but the nonverbal affirmation was still appreciated since the sound was quickly followed by him jumping up onto your railing and pushing off.

There was no part of you that could ever properly prepare for just how fast Hisoka was.

In short, it was awe inspiring that a human was capable of reaching such a speed. The world turned into a blur of technicolor as it whizzed past you, and motion sickness threatened to rear its ugly head when he made any movements that your body deemed too jarring. You closed your eyes to compensate. It felt like riding on the world's least predictable roller coaster.

When he finally slowed down, you found the courage to reopen them.

You were nowhere new, but the view from Heaven’s Arena would never be something you’d even come close to getting used to.

It was phenomenal. Granted it wasn’t the very top of the building - an area that was off limits even to someone like Hisoka - but you had no complaints whatsoever. You could see the entire city from up here.

He set you down on the ledge he had chosen, and you still clung to him even after your feet touched the concrete.

“How high are we?”

“Very. ~♧”

You looked at him deadpan. “Wow, thank you for that brilliant reveal-.”

He shushed you, turning your cheek out towards the city skyline with a single finger. “Look. ~♢”

You almost missed it. The distant chant of thousands of voices counting down the final seconds of the year.

5… 4… 3… 2… 1…

The night lit up with the first bout of official fireworks. The city had clearly planned the set up to stretch across several miles so everyone could witness a piece of the artwork on display, but from your view you saw everything.

Bursts of white that soon had red, orange, and yellow joining in filled the air. The pops from the explosions were delayed due to distance and the music that the fireworks were timed to was extremely faint, but it didn’t faze you whatsoever - small gasps of wonder and excitement leaving your lips whenever a particularly impressive moment occurred.

When you looked back towards Hisoka he was already looking at you, golden eyes half-lidded but portraying something other than boredom or decet.

He hooked his fingers under your chin and pressed a kiss to your lips. 

You had kissed Hisoka many times, but this one felt different. It wasn’t quick and sweet, or drawn out and full of lust. If you had to put a label on it, it was all the things left unsaid.

It was everything.

And you couldn’t ask for anything more.

© riannimated 2023. Do not repost, modify, copy, or claim.

[bratzforchris]

hi! can you please write something with little!luke missing reader while on tour but is stuck between being regressed and not so he inadvertently takes his frustration out on the other boys and the crew (like complaining about certain things he doesn't want or giving sarcastic answers) but nobody suspects he's little until like twenty or so minutes before the show when ashton asks him about it and luke starts regressing and sobbing that he misses reader, so ashton calms him down and decides to facetime reader from his phone so luke can talk to her while little and admits what he did but he feels a lot better and maybe the next morning reader surprises him by showing up??

Homesick

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Summary: Above

Pairing: Little!Luke x feminine reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1621

A/N: Thank you so much for being patient, anon! I adore little!Luke :)

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Luke laid in his bunk, blankets pulled up to his chin and sucking happily on his paci while clutching his stuffed animal. He was currently on FaceTime with you for some little time before he got up for the day, and he couldn’t help the happy little squeals and giggles that escaped his mouth as his mommy talked to him. 

“Missie you, Mommy!” he giggled. 

“I miss you too, bug. You’re just so cute.” You cooed. 

You continued to speak to Luke and do little things to make him smile before checking the time. It was nearing noon, which meant the rest of the band would be back on the bus soon and it would be time for the boys to get ready for soundcheck and the concert tonight. Luke had politely declined going to breakfast with the other three in favor of “more sleep”. Really, he just wanted some tiny time with his mommy. 

“Bubba? It’s almost time to be big Lukey, honey. You have a concert tonight!” You said lightly. 

Luke pouted, but nodded, eventually saying goodbye to you and hanging up the phone. Even though he was big, he felt rather sad when your face disappeared from the screen. Being on tour, especially as an age regressor was hard. He loved Michael, Calum, and Ashton, but they didn’t know about his headspace and so, Luke really only got little time at night or very early in the morning. 

He sighed, tucking his paci under his pillow and propping his stuffed penguin up against his pillow. Yanking open his bunk curtain proved that it was already afternoon and he was just getting up. The blond wandered into the kitchen and poured himself a cup of coffee, leaning against the countertop. He was in a bad mood already, but it wasn’t really an angry one. He just felt rather sad and homesick. Luke was so stuck in his thoughts that he didn’t hear the other lads enter the bus.

“Boo!” Ashton said in his ear. 

Luke jumped, spilling coffee down his front. “Ugh. Fuck off, Ash.” he grumbled sleepily. 

“Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning.” Ashton tutted, grabbing a mug and a tea bag from the cupboard. 

The blond rolled his eyes, setting his mug in the sink and stalking towards the living area. He flopped down on the couch and began to scroll through his phone, opening the various social media apps. He gnawed on his lip ring, trying to fill his mind with the endless junk of media so he wouldn’t cry. You would’ve done anything to come on the tour with Luke, but you were still a senior in high school, and couldn’t leave your studies. Luke knew this, but the less-rational and little part of him believed it was because Mommy didn’t want to spend time with him. 

He angrily clicked off his phone, tossing it to the other end of the couch. He needed to not overthink right now. They had a job to do, and the world didn’t stop because Luke Hemmings was moody. 

“Geez, Luke, who pissed in your coffee this morning?” Michael asked, looking over from the TV. 

“Please stop!” Luke cried, his voice cracking. 

“Hey man, I was just joking…” Michael trailed off as Luke got up and stalked back towards his bunk. 

“What’s up with him today?” Calum asked as Ashton walked into the living area, hearing all the commotion. 

“Dunno,” Ash shrugged. “Seems like he’s just in a bad mood today.” 

The three boys left Luke be until 2:30, when they nominated Ashton to go talk to the blond boy. The honey-blond crept back to the bunk, slowly pulling back Luke’s curtain. The blue-eyed boy was curled up on his side, clutching his penguin to his chest, sniffling softly. 

“Luke?” Ashton asked. 

“What?” Luke snapped. “Leave me ‘lone.”

“Just letting you know it’s time to get up for private soundcheck, bud,” Ashton rubbed his back. “Are you okay? You seem off today…”

“I’m fine.” Luke sat up, avoiding eye contact. 

“Huh,” Ash shrugged. “If you say so.”

Luke trudged his way through private soundcheck, carelessly handing his guitar to a roadie with an eye roll. If the man caught on, he didn’t say anything. The blond stalked to the dressing room, staying far away from his other three bandmates. 

He missed you so bad it ached. All Luke wanted was to curl up and have some tiny time with you, but he was stuck here. He loved his job and he loved the fans, but tour was exhausting. Even when he was big, being away from you was the hardest thing he had ever had to do. Checking the time on his phone, Luke sighed, curling up into a little ball on the couch. They had another hour until soundcheck for the fans, which meant it would probably be almost seven hours before he got to be small again. 

“Hey Luke, let’s get some backstage shots for Instagram, yeah?” Ryan asked. 

“No,” Luke said flatly. “I’m tired.”

“C’mon man, real quick?” 

“No.” Luke turned his head, burying it into the pillows. 

“Luke, Ryan is asking for ten minutes of your time. Please just do what he asks.” Ashton said, ever the dad of the band. 

“I don’t want to! Leave me the fuck alone!” he snapped, fighting tears. 

Ashton and Ryan looked at each other before moving to the other end of the couch, away from Luke and his grumpy aura. When he was sure his face was fully covered by the couch cushions, Luke began to cry. He longed for someone to just hold him and baby him and tell him he was okay, but he had been mean, so his friends definitely didn’t want anything to do with him now. 

The blond didn’t know how much time had passed until he felt a gentle hand on his shoulder. He sniffled, pushing it off. 

“Go ‘way.” Luke grumbled. 

Ashton could tell Luke was crying, just by his voice. “Luke, what’s up, man? We’ll all be happy to help, but you have to tell us instead of snapping.”

“You won’t understand.”

“Try me.” Ashton murmured, still comforting Luke. 

“Michael and Calum have to leave.” Luke said, fighting tears. 

The two boys looked at each other and shrugged before going into another room of the venue’s backstage area. They knew Luke was just like that sometimes and he didn’t mean any harm by it. He was just shy and still pretty young to be on such a big tour. 

“They’re gone. Shoot.” Ash said.

Luke sat up, wiping his eyes. “I like to be a baby.” he said plainly. 

The older of the two looked at Luke curiously, but not unkindly. “What do you mean?”

“I, um, age regress,” Luke said, fiddling with his fingers and avoiding Ashton’s eyes. “Helps with the stress.”

“Oh, okay. Is that why you’ve been a little moody today, bubba?” Ashton gave Luke a soft smile, trying to convey that he didn’t mean any harm. 

“Just…just miss my Mommy!” Luke wailed, already starting to slip into his headspace. 

“Who’s your mommy, Lu? Is it Y/N?” he asked. 

Ashton had a friend with a littlespace before and he had definitely explored the 5sos fanfics when he was bored, so he knew a bit about age regression. The older male scooped Luke into a hug, rubbing his back as he cried. Luke nodded against his chest to his question, whimpering softly. 

“‘M sorry for bein’ mean…” Luke whispered. 

“Thank you for apologizing, sweet baby,” Ashton cooed. “That’s a very grown-up thing to do. I know you miss mommy, lovely. Should we call her?” 

Luke nodded gleefully. “Mhm! Pease!” 

His lisp was slightly more prominent since he was teetering on the verge of headspace, but Luke was still polite as ever. He snuggled into Ashton’s chest happily as the FaceTime call rang. 

“Ash?” You asked, picking up the call. 

“Mommy!” Luke squealed, pressing his nose to the phone, trying to “give you kisses”. 

“What’s going on, guys? Aren’t you supposed to start soundcheck soon?” You asked, checking the clock. 

“We had a little meltdown…” Ashton said sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck. 

“Missed you, Mommy!” Luke added. 

You could tell by Luke’s tear-streaked cheeks and Ashton’s slightly frazzled look that there had been a meltdown. “Everything okay?” 

“We’re okay now,” Ashton assured you. “I just might need your help getting him fully out of headspace to go on stage.” 

You carefully placed your math homework aside, looking into the camera. You were slightly less anxious now that Ashton said ‘headspace’, assuring you that he was a beyond sufficient carer. 

“Luke?” You asked him. “I need you to look at me, baby boy.” 

Luke sniffled and wiped his eyes, but looked at you nonetheless. “Mhm?”

“I need you to be big Lukey, okay? Your fans are so excited to see you, but they’d like to see big Lukey! If you can do that, you can have some cuddle time with Ashy tonight…” You paused, waiting for confirmation from Ashton, who nodded. “And if you can do that, there will be a big surprise for you tomorrow morning, okay?”

Luke nodded frantically, spurred on by the promise of a surprise. You hurriedly thanked Ashton and made sure Luke was 100% out of headspace before hanging up and clicking over to the airline site. You had been thinking about going to visit Luke over your spring break, but today confirmed for you that he really needed it. 

You smiled as you clicked book and paid for the flight, smiling to yourself at the thought of seeing your baby boy in the morning. 

[pink-booty-butts]

Oodles o’ Noodles (Ariel Conroy x Reader Smut)

(one of my fav lines he says haha)

Pairing: Ariel x fem!Reader

Word Count: 2,742

Summary: Based on an anon request! You’re Jamie’s girlfriend but Ariel doesn’t like that so he kidnaps you and you have sex :D

Warnings: smut obvi, minors pls go read something else! Not proof read! Ariel being a stalker, a kidnapper, obsessive etc etc. cheating (poor Jamie </3), degradation, hair pulling.

A/N: thank you so much for the request anon!! i really love getting requests and i’m sorry it takes so long for me to to do them sometimes!! I haven’t written in forever so I’m sorry if this sucks and if ariel is ooc! I hope you and everyone else enjoys! :)

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You sigh. You stand up and gather your things; tired of pretending to be productive while you waited for your boyfriend to show. Just as you were leaving the coffee shop—a cheery little bell signaling your exit—your phone rang. You continue walking as you pick up.

“Darling, I’m so, so sorry I know I’m late it’s just going to be a little while longer,” he panics over the phone.

“It’s fine Jamie, don’t worry about it. We can reschedule,” you tell him. You were being truthful, of course. Though you were admittedly slightly disappointed he didn’t show, you knew Jamie was a busy man and that’s what you signed up for. You could hardly fault him for prioritizing an emergency that involved people’s money being stolen.

Jamie breathes a sigh of relief. “Thank you, sweetheart. I’ll make it up to you, I promise,” he swears. “Maybe I could stop by later? When this is all over?” he asks hopefully.

“Sure, that sounds nice,” you respond.

“Great!” he says quickly before you can say anything else. “I’m sorry love I’ve got to go, the police just arrived. I’ll see you later, love you!” He hangs up before you can reciprocate, so you continue your walk to the grocery store.

Unbeknownst to you, a man was scrambling up the stairs to the window of his house to get a closer look at you. A convenient shadow cast over the area next to the window, so he positioned himself within it so he was mere inches away while you walked past. Ariel had gotten as close to you before, of course, and he had seen you in much more intimate settings through his cameras; but this was the first time you got close to him. You didn’t know it, but Ariel took this chance meeting as a sign. His plans needed to be accelerated—you were going to be his by tonight.

While you were busy looking at what produce to buy, Ariel was rummaging through his notes. He had stacks upon stacks of notebooks, loosely scribbled-on napkins, and sticky notes on the logistics of how best to bring you into his life. As he began riffling through them he kept your image on his monitors, looking up at you ever now and then with gleeful excitement at the though that today would be the last day he’d have to settle for your pixelated image.

By the time you were done grocery shopping you were absolutely exhausted. On your walk to the train station you briefly considered making one of your regular meals with the groceries you just purchased, but decided you’d much rather have a lazy night in and relax until Jamie showed up at your place. Before walking down the steps to get on the train going home you placed a delivery order with one of your favorite restaurants, making sure to order Jamie’s favorite dish too for when he got off work. Once you finish doing so you pick up your grocery bags again and begin your short journey home.

You arrive at your doorstep and are briefly puzzled as to why your food order wasn’t waiting on your doorstep. You shrug and enter your home, figuring there was some kind of delay or traffic that was holding up your delivery driver.

You enter your kitchen and begin putting your groceries away, and by the time you are finished and about to check your delivery app, the doorbell rings. You leave your phone on the counter to open the door, and are greeted with a familiar looking delivery man. Before you have time to process why a man who looks exactly like your boyfriend is delivering your food, you feel something stab your neck and your vision goes black.

You wake up with a throbbing headache. You slowly blink your eyes open, and as your vision focuses you realize you have no idea where you are. You attempt to stand up, but are quickly prevented from doing so as the handcuff around your wrist yanks you back to the bed leg you are tied to. Your heart begins to race as you attempt to use your free hand to remove your restraints, but a voice begins to speak.

“Don’t do that babe, you’ll hurt yourself,” he warns affectionately. You look around the room for the source of the voice, and all you can see is a pair of boots standing at the top of the stairs leading out of the basement you are currently in. You attempt to lean forward to get a better look, but the most you can see is the bottom of his jeans and what appears to be the bottom of a plastic takeout bag.

“Who are you? Why am I here?” you demand. He chuckles, as if you asked him something silly. He begins walking down the stairs as he speaks.

“My name’s Ariel,” he says as he reaches the bottom of the stairs. His eyes crinkle with joy at the sight of your terrified and confused face looking at him. “And you’re here because I love you.”

Ariel sits on the floor next to you, placing the bag of food in front of both of you. It was from the restaurant you ordered from earlier. He takes out the container with your food in it and places it in front of your crossed legs, along with some plastic utensils. He takes out the second container— which you expected to be Jamie’s usual order of Pad See Ew—but were instead greeted with the sight of a bright red curry. He brings the container closer to him as he begins eating next to you, looking at you affectionately between bites.

“You look like…” you trail off, before looking back down at your food with furrowed eyebrows. Surely you were dreaming, because there could be no other explanation for why your kidnapper looked exactly like your boyfriend.

“Your boyfriend?” he asks with a grin. “I’m his twin brother. Not that he would know of course, he’s adopted. Our mum gave him up after we were born,” he explains, his jaw clenching slightly. You start eating your food as you attempt to cope with your situation.

“Is that why you kidnapped me?” you ask.

“No,” he breathes. “Jamie ruined my life, so I ruin his. I keep a close eye on him to make sure nothing good happens in his life.” He pauses to take another bite of his food, looking at you with an intense gaze. “And from the moment he started dating you, I knew he wasn’t good enough for you.”

“That’s not true!” you protest, raising your voice slightly. Ariel looks stunned for a moment before breaking out into a wide grin.

“Oh really?” he chuckles, leaning close to whisper in your ear. You attempt to move away, but can’t due to still being handcuffed. “Is that why you always fake your orgasms with him?”

Your eyes widen and you yank your wrist again, trying to get away from him. He grabs your handcuffed wrist to stop you. “Babe, I told you to stop doing that,” he chastises, looking at your wrist for any signs of injury.

“You don’t know me,” you state accusingly.

“Oh don’t I?” he asks with a grin. He grabs your takeout container as well as his and puts them back in the bag, standing up and setting them on a far away table. When he returns to where you are he sits on his knees, yanking on your hair and pulling your face up to his.

“I know how to make you feel good,” he tells you. “You haven’t been fucked properly in ages, just let me prove it to you.” Ariel looks down at you with burning desire, desperately willing you to say yes with his mind. You nearly give in. Despite how incredibly wrong your situation is, you had to admit you have fantasized about this kind of scenario before.

“I-I can’t,” you let out. Though part of you was tempted, there was another part of you that couldn’t bear the thought of hurting Jamie this way. You wrestle with yourself internally, but Ariel knows you better than you think he does, so he chuckles.

“He’ll never know,” he says. He tugs on your hair harder, making you yelp. “And even if he did, do you really think I’ll let you go? I’ve been planning this for months—you’re mine now.”

You sigh dejectedly, knowing he had a point. You still felt guilty, but as far as Jamie was concerned you’d most likely never see him again. You give Ariel a small, shaky nod, and he breaks out into the widest smile you’ve seen on his face so far.

“Good girl,” he breathes against your cheek before kissing it. “I knew you’d see it my way.” Ariel releases his grip on your hair, his hands roaming your body enthusiastically. 

He unlocks your handcuffs as he kisses your neck, knowing he had you exactly where he wanted you. He grabs your elbows and helps you stand up before pushing you against the wall and pressing his lips to yours. He forces his tongue in your mouth, relishing in the taste of the food he provided for you earlier. He presses his hard member against your body and groans, growing more excited at the thought of being inside of you.

Ariel shoves his hand up your shirt and bra, impatiently needing to touch your skin. You hiss as your bra is forcefully pushed over your exposed breast, but the pain is soon forgotten as he begins teasing your nipple. You bite your lip at the sensation, feeling ashamed of yourself for enjoying it so much.

“Don’t hold those pretty noises back,” he growls against your lips. He twists your nipple harshly, causing you to gasp. “I want to hear you scream for me.” He presses another kiss to your lips and takes a step back so he can take your shirt off. He unclasps your bra expertly and throws it aside so he can toy with both your breasts. Ariel then brings his head to your neck and starts sucking and biting your delicate skin, using his knee between your legs to press you against the wall and tease your clothed pussy.

You reluctantly bring your hands to his shoulders for support, needing something to hold onto due to the pleasure overwhelming your senses. He smiles against your neck in return, seeing it as a small victory. You moan lightly as his knee presses harder between your legs, and Ariel takes that as his cue to unbutton your jeans and let them fall to the ground.

Two of his fingers press against your underwear, and Ariel smirks to himself when he feels how wet the fabric is. “I know you want this,” he  chuckles. “So just give in already and I’ll make you feel so, so good.”

He continues running his fingers lightly on your clothed folds, teasing you in the hopes you’ll do or say something to prove to him you want him. His fingers stop and you buck your hips in protest, causing Ariel to force your panties down and forcefully shove one of his fingers inside of you. You whine loudly due to the unexpected intrusion, but it quickly transforms into pleasurable moans as he begins pumping his finger in and out. Your grip on his shoulders tightens as you feel your legs begin to shake.

He soon adds another finger to join the first. He relishes in the sight of your eyebrows furrowing once he does so, knowing you were too invested in the pleasure he was providing you to even consider resisting him. 

As Ariel continues stretching you out with his fingers, he begins unbuttoning his trousers with his free hand. He impatiently pushes his boxers down as well, kicking them to the side. He forcefully grips you by the shoulders and turns you around, pressing your naked body against the wall.

“I can take care of you better than he can,” he breathes into your ear. He holds your hips in place as he drags the head of his cock against your wet folds, teasing you. You whimper, causing Ariel to dig his nails into your flesh. “He says he loves you, but you doubt him, I know you do. You’d never have to worry about that with me, babe. I really do love you, you’re fucking perfect.”

“Please,” you beg, trying to push his cock into your waiting pussy. “D-don’t tease me like this.”

“You’re going to have to do better than that if you want me to fuck you,” he grins, continuing to tease you with the head of his cock.

“Please,” you whimper, scratching your nails on the wall. “Please…I need it so badly,” you blush. You worry briefly it won’t be enough for him, but you moan in relief when his cock starts pushing into you. He grabs your hair again and pulls you back towards him, playing with your breasts with his other hand once his length is fully inside of you.

“You’re lucky I’ve been dreaming about this,” he pants, struggling not to cum instantly at the feeling of your cunt. “Next time I won’t give in so easily.”

Your pussy clenches around his cock at his words, and Ariel chuckles. “You like that idea, don’t you?” You shake your head, and Ariel slaps your ass. “Don’t lie to me. I’ve seen what you read, what you watch, and how much it turns you on. You want to get fucked like the slut you are, and that’s why you need me,” Ariel growls, before moving his hands to your hips again and increasing the pace of his thrusts.

“Do you think he’d fuck you like this? That he’d approve of all your slutty little fantasies? I can make all your dreams come true babe,” he insists.

“Ariel,” you whine. He groans at the sound of his name passing your lips. “Harder,” you moan, and with a triumphant grin he moves his hips as fast as he can, filling the basement with the sound of your moans and skin slapping against skin.

“You need me,” he breathes against the shell of your ear. “You need me to fuck you like a whore, to fuck you how he never could. Admit it.” He presses his fingers deeper into your hips, a silent warning of the consequences if you don’t tell him what he wants to hear.

“I need you to fuck me like a whore,” you moan, feeling your orgasm building. “I need you to fuck me like he never could, please!” You gasp out your last word as he violently presses his thumb on your clit. 

He only needs to circle it a few times until you feel your legs give out due to your orgasm crashing over you. Ariel wraps his arm around your waist to help you stay upright, thrusting into you a few times before you feel his cum spill into your sensitive pussy. You pant against the wall for a few seconds and he reluctantly pulls out of you.

Ariel repositions his arms around your waist and legs so he can pick you up and carry you to the bed you were previously handcuffed to. He sets you on the mattress gently and quickly goes back up the stairs, giving you some time to catch your breath. 

He returns with a damp cloth that he uses to clean you up, and offers you a cool glass of water. You take a few sips from it before handing it back to him, and he drinks the rest. He places the empty cup on the floor and crawls in bed with you, excited to hold you in his arms.

“We’re perfect for each other,” he states as he pulls the duvet cover over your bodies. Ariel rests his head on the pillow and pulls you closer to him, pressing your head to his chest as he runs his fingers through your hair. 

“I know you can’t see it right now, but we are. I’ll make you so much happier than he ever could.” He places a gentle kiss on your scalp as he sees you slowly drift to sleep. He smiles to himself and wraps his arms around you tightly, content in knowing he’ll never have to live without you again.

[jungshookz]

i cant believe your back. i redownloaded the app to see the reactions of some of the blogs i followed to the jujutsu kaisen spoilers and i noticed that the little thing said that u had posted recently and i was shocked. u were one of the last x reader writers that i read. nowadays i read exclusively member x member stuff almost but coming back to this blog feels like a warm hug. i found ur blog during the pandemic when i was starting college and now u come back when i’m a senior. i have a job lined up, cee :’) i have an apartment, and a photocard collection, and so much has happened, but u feel like an old friend that i have to tell everything to. i’m sorry for what happened while u were away, i truly am. i’m glad that ur healing and that ur still writing and getting an education in it. as someone getting a lit degree but is not going to do anything ~traditional with it (i’m going corporate actually) it’s really inspiring to see u pursuing something u love. i wish u nothing but the best and the brightest days ahead and long nights reading and writing and loving what u do <3 i honestly don’t know where to start with the new stuff you’ve posted and the worlds you’re coming back to. it feels like i forgot so much lol, but i’m so happy to have all of these worlds back. i did have a question, u mentioned in another anon that u had lost a little interest in bts over the time that u left, does that mean that you’re having difficulty creating new concepts or any other problems? i’m genuinely asking bc i’m curious and i’d like to know how u approach it as a fan and a writer

so so so happy to hear all these great life updates!!!! congratulations on the job AND the apartment and what sounds to be a fantastic photocard collection >:))

and thank you so much for the kind words!! it means a lot to me to hear that - to be honest i don't think i'm very skilled in other areas so fingers crossed writing will work out for me some way somehow LMAO

i'm still trying to get into the swing of things bc i haven't written fics in forever but i've been really enjoying reading all ur asks and brainstorming fic ideas hehe

and to answer your question - i think it has impacted the way i've approached fics now!! because i don't keep up with bts that often i just don't have that same fire in me but i still LOVE coming up with new drabble ideas... but also because i have to submit a 20 page submission every two weeks for my own classes that's been sucking up all my creative energy :-/// it's all about balance i suppose!!!

[fictive-explosion]

running away tips 101: your basics

if you're not staying with someone

-money for local transportation

-some areas have plug ins/charging ports, so if you bring your phone, bring a charger (remember to uninstall tracking apps if u have them)

-you need food and water. try and get a decent supply of packaged water and small things that fill you up quickly (protein bars, not granola bars, those are diffrrent)

-bring a bunch of layers of clothes? you don't wanna get stuck freezing outside. it's november. plan ahead.

-bring hand sanitizer and deodorant!! both are useful for washing off!!

-know your way around the area you're in. please. and have multiple #'s if something happens.

-HAVE FIRST AID. FOR THE LOVE OF GOD PACK FIRST AID. IT WILL SAVE YOU BIG TIME. BANDAIDS, BANDAGES, HELL EVEN DOME RUBBING ALCOHOL IN A SMALL CONTAINER/WIPES. YOU. NEED. A. FIRST. AID. KIT. DONT FORGET BURN CREAM/GEL EITHER. YES THIS DOES INCLUDE VASELINE AND SUNSCREEN. FFS, TAKE CARE OF YOUR BODY AND YOULL BE FOUND HARDER.

ALSO FOR THE LOVE OF GOD BRING MENSTRUAL PRODUCTS. WORK SMARTER NOT HARDER, DIVA CUPS WORK GOOD FOR THIS

-phew. ok. with that out of the way. make sure you also have a notepad because? you never really know, yknow?

-most homeless camps suck. they're full of drugs. don't go to them. dont. only go for food, find other places.

-bring something for defense. you're afab, correct? the assault rate is over 99 in some places. a pocket knife, a taser, those sharp thingies u can buy at tactical shops? you need at least one. I recommend a backup.

if you're staying with someone

-try and plan with them, it'll work in your favor

disclaimer I have only ran away once! this might not apply to you! this is just some stuff you might need! I don't know your situation!! if you need anything else, please, ask!! I'm welcome to questions!! aahhhh!!

I cannot tell you how much my eyes sparkled when I saw this! I think I have to wait till I’m done with highschool… but then I’m fucking out! I’ll start a tag.

[cookie-swag-competitions]

@imagionary so im copy pasting this from my notes app with some edits to make more sense.

I was Maple Taffy Cookie. I had either quit or lost my job as the relic seeker, and had to start over in the relic division.

I arrived at work and immediately ran over to see who had taken my place. It was hard to see with how crowded it was, but I think it was Schneeball Cookie from the tbd file video. Whatever design I had for them was cool, I wish I remembered. I was upset because I loved my job. Director (not Timekeeper. The Director is my friend's oc. He's a fae creature) was there, he was in charge of the TBD.

My job was now to jump up and down on a button. I kept walking, me and my little. backpack, and ended up in the music department. Sammy Lawrence from Bendy and the Ink Machine was there and he walked past me carrying a trumpet as I tripped over a harp (which I had done irl the day before). There were instruments everywhere and I was so confused.

The main area was so busy and full of people, which I wasn't used to when I stayed in my little relic corner. I walked past this group who might have been other new people, so I really should have stayed. But I kept walking, back to the main hub area that was mostly empty. The book guides kept getting sucked up by a vacuum before I could read them, and I just wanted to learn what exactly my job was. The Director suddenly appeared. He was interested in adding me to his collection (he collects beings! He needs more actors). I had to talk my way out of this. I said something about being too talented (i had special powers ig???) to just take. Wouldn't he rather make a bargain instead? He would. So we were going to make a bet, but then I woke up.

[alch13]

Mapping

As a new campaign is coming up for me (Ofcourse as the Dungeon Master, what do you expect), it is time to come back to the horrors of world maps. While some may like it, some may be good at it, i suck at it. So i decided to compile a few things that i think might be useful to people who also have no idea what they are doing.

Once again, I am no professional. So this is just how i personally do it. I do not have some TTRPG mapping degree from Matthew Mercer Academy.

Software or physical.

I run TTRPG's exclusively online, as my friends can't come together for a myriad of reasons. However others may come out of their basements to play in person, there is no 'correct' way of play. Therefor, depending on your situation, physical maps may not be useful to your players. I personally do not recommend drawing a map on paper and then taking a picture for online play. Instead consider scanning the map and then sending it, as maps require decent quality to be read and understood. When playing in person, honestly consider simply drawing a map on a piece of paper. Players LOVE props, so having a physical map can really improve your gaming experience!

2. Online software.

There are hundreds of apps and sites made for mapping. However there are a few things i've seen crop up a lot. Simply using a drawing program, even something like Paint, is honestly fine! If you don't need magnificent detail and looks, just scribbling some stuff on Paint can do wonders. It's a game about your imagination, so it's in my opinion completely fine to simply say "In universe, this map looks way better". OR, simply say that the map maker really is just kind of bad at his job! But even then, plenty of awesome, good looking maps have been made in art programs. No need for expensive equipment. Another program i personally use is Inkarnate. 'Inkarnate' is a free site you can use for plenty of map making. My friends and i use it all the time, and if you're good with it you can make stunning maps. There is also a paid option if you wish to get more out of this site. While it takes a fair bit longer then the drawing method, you can get a lot out of this site. There are ofcourse a lot more programs, but for specifically world mapping this is what i use.

3. What to add.

There are two main distinctions I use when drawing maps: DM maps and PC maps. DM maps are for the Dungeon Master only. They include all information, even the areas that are hidden or are not accesible yet. Giving this map to players is similar to spoilers, so keep this one to yourself. A PC map, is a map with the information that people in the world itself would know. It still includes lakes, forest, mountains and known towns. But maybe not the hidden underwater city on the bottom of the lake. This means that the party can freely inspect this map, and maybe even get a few clues to secret sites, but still need to explore to find interesting things. Besides that, the important things to always add is: towns, rivers, roads, forests , mountains and other landmarks. With these things the party has plenty of information to be able to navigate the world you have crafted.

4. Is it really needed?

I would honestly say that a world map is not always needed. If the party is not going to a whole other continent, why make a map of it? Regional maps is where it becomes tricky. While a map can really help with the PC's understanding the world, it can also be limitting. Once you send the map to them, it can be hard to change or add things to it. If you wish to add an entire town halfway throughout the campaing, you can still do that if there is no map. However if there is a map you are limited to the things that are on it. Unless ofcourse the map is false, or missing information. The last two can ofcourse be interesting plot hooks for your campaign, however it is something to be kept in mind. Maps are a tool, not a necesity.

I hope this was helpful, honestly i am just using this to kill some time until my classes restart in a month or two. I might make a follow-up at some point for locational maps and battle maps, however it's not like i plan these things. Also, be aware that there are MANY tutorials on Youtube for map making. So if you wish to learn more, I recommend looking there.

Have a good one!

[wasppilled]

Been thinking about joining inaturalist (had a real interesting convo today w some guys who monitor fish in our creek, it’s home to a really rare species of fish that only lives here!), can you tell me a bit about it, since you use it? How does it work for uploading stuff, and do you know anything about privacy of info on it?

Did a quick poke around and there’s literally one bush by the gate into one of my paddocks on it and that’s it in my entire area! Feel like I could stand to learn and share a lot by posting some things, and also get more in touch with what’s living here besides me and my animals, yknow. =)

hi!!! not sure when u sent this ask but I must have missed the notification, just saw it today!!

I'd definitely encourage you to use inaturalist! Uploading stuff is pretty straightforward, there's a website and an app. The quality of the app depends on the kind of phone you have (for some reason the apple version is way more limited and sucks, the android/everything else version is better), but either way the website is kind of the best for uploading if you have a lot to upload. If you just take photos on your phone occasionally, uploading from the android app is pretty good.

You upload things with however far of an identification you can confidently give it, ideally- so often that can just be something like, "insect" or "plant"- even that bit of detail makes it easier for people who go through identifying stuff in more specific areas to see it. And over time people will help identify things based on your photos, which is a really cool thing! It's also great for making connections with people who are interested in this stuff, hobbyists and experts alike, in my experience :-)

As for privacy, there's a few options you have there. You can upload with the locations open, which means it'll show the exact location data associated with the photo, but if you're concerned about privacy, there's a few options. You can obscure the locations of your observations, which basically sets it to show the general area rather than specific location. The obscure function has a specific radius it gives and I don't remember what it is, but if that radius isn't big enough for your comfort you could also go into the location selecting part when you're uploading and set a wider "accuracy" radius, and move the point within that circle if you wanted for good measure as long as your actual observation location is somewhere in that circle- definitely for an open location you can change that. Not sure about changing the obscure radius but if you wanted to know more on that I can look into it! Since you have the option to manually enter locations though, you could tell it something as broad as you'd like, such as your general region or even country.

You can also make the location private entirely, although this sets the observation to casual grade. There's a few downsides to this:

- casual grade observations don't come up in the searches or ID menus for people looking to identify things unless they manually toggle the option in the search

- without even a vague indication of geographical location, identifying organisms is way more difficult, because the biodiversity of different regions varies so much

- casual grade observations don't contribute to data for global biodiversity databases (whereas any research grade observations do- they are used on GBIF, specifically, which is used by a lot of scientists).

so ultimately a completely private observation is not very likely to get identified or anything. personally I'd recommend going for manually inputting a broader location to whatever extent you're comfortable with. when uploading on the desktop site you can mass edit uploads so you may also not need to manually do that one by one.

I personally love inaturalist, and I'd be happy to dm you about it more too! 10/10 would recommend I'm steadily approaching a good 19k observations on there rn