#It's almost 3 am I'm so tired I need to go to sleep lol

[call-me-chips]

Some random Renegades incorrect quotes

Enjoy!

[gaiathemexicanbeauty]

it only takes a taste | mike schmidt x reader

word count: 1.6k

warnings: none! this is just pure fluff and maybe kind of slowburnish lol

this was loosely based off of it only takes a taste from the waitress musical! :3

idk i just really like the idea of late nights with mike even if he's too tired to even think straight lmao

also don't ask what time period this takes place in, i was born in 2004 and know like 2 things about the 70s-90s or whenever the movie takes place bc its never explicitly mentioned

i also do not regularly bake or cook so do not be afraid to go to my comment section and tell me if something sounds off

i love this man ok, i have said it 1000 times already but i've been in love with him ever since i first saw him when i was like 12 or 13 and was even more so obsessed with rebornica's mike design for YEARS. 12 year old me would have an aneurism if she knew about the fnaf movie

you let out a long yawn, one hand reaching up cover your mouth so as not to potentially ruin the mood of any customers around; granted, there was only two and they were graveyard shifters from somewhere outside of town but customers are customers. you'd been working at sparky's for a couple of months now, figuring it was an easy way to make some cash and keep food on the table. of course, you hadn't accounted for the very long hours that passed where you half debated trying to sneak away since no was around from 2-4:00 am: your boss would kill you, though, and you wanted to stay employed.

soft oldies music plays in the background as you glance over at the clock ticking away on the wall. just as you move to grab a rag to clean the counters for the 5th time during your shift, you hear the bell above the entrance jingle and don't even have to look up to know who it is.

mike wasn't a regular at first, just someone who popped in at random and very quietly asked for a coffee. after a while of starting a new job, he started coming in at almost 11:00 pm everyday and always asking for the same thing: just a plain, black coffee. "seriously?" you had said with a smirk the first time he said his order to you, your eyes widening at the attitude you had just given a customer. fortunately, mike was quick to respond with a tired but good natured laugh, his hands folded in front of him. "i'm all ears if you have other recommendations." he mumbled with a smile tugging at the corner of his lips, giving you instant relief.

now, it was just clockwork. "hey." mike sighs with a soft sigh, rubbing a hand over his eyes as he takes a seat at a chair by the counter you were standing behind. "coffee machine is kind of acting up tonight, you're gonna have to give it a minute. want anything else while you wait?" you say as you approach the counter, giving him a quick smile. mike is about to decline your offer, his lips parting to say something before his eyes land on something on the farther end of the counter. "what about that? still good?" "you're just in time. i was going to take the rest of it home." you say with a smile, walking over to the cake stand holding an apple pie with only 3 slices left of it. you take the lid off to plate it, handing it over to mike with a hum before bringing him utensils. you don't even get the chance to bring up to him that the slices have been sitting there for a couple of hours, blinking in shock at the way he's quick to start eating.

you turn your back to start taking down the chalkboard advertising the special from the day before, giving mike his one moment of quiet you were sure he needed. you start to think about what your day will consist of once you're done with your shift, dreading having to clean your room before you can actually sleep. "did you make this?" "yeah. why, is it bad?" you say with a chuckle, turning to look at mike again; your eyes widen a bit at the way mike is looking at you, his own eyes looking at you like he can't believe what he just put it in his mouth. "no, no, it's..it's really good, like. really good." your cheeks redden a bit at the sudden compliment, pushing a piece of hair behind your ear as you occasionally glance at him enjoying the pie you'd made; you wouldn't say you were amazing at cooking but you definitely knew enough to make a meal that would do more than just feed you.

it also didn't help that you'd been harboring a crush on mike for the past month. that you were aware of, he didn't have a partner of any kind but that might have been more to do with the fact he didn't have time for one than anything else. you at first brushed it off as just not having contact with anyone your age that late at night, just enjoying his company when nights got lonely. but you couldn't deny the way you would style your hair a bit differently or try a new perfume in the hopes of getting a compliment from mike; to your absolute pleasure, he almost always pointed it out. now to hear this sudden praise for your cooking took you out of your element.

"thanks, really, but i make it all the time. i can make thousands like it and they'll all be the same." you say with a light chuckle, crossing your arms against your chest as you look over at the cake stand sheepishly. "then maybe you should consider getting a day job making these instead." mike says between bites, giving you a playful smile. you can't help but scoff despite the smile on your face, looking over at mike again. "well, if it's that easy, maybe YOU should quit your job and come and join me. keep me company." the two of you have a quiet laugh, your cheeks reddening at the indirect compliment you had paid him. once his plate is empty, you take it away from him just to have an excuse to do something with your hands (also to get away from the almost fond look that mike was giving you right now, definitely not on par for him). there's a tense silence between the two of you before mike speaks up, clearing his throat when he speaks. "uh, i tried making that at home. the pie, i mean. i don't remember what kind it was right now, but it definitely didn't end as well as that." he says with a nervous laugh, hands folded in front of him again as you hear the coffee machine start to pour out his drink.

"well, what exactly did you do wrong?" with surprisingly no hesitance, mike goes on to tell the story of how sure he was about this recipe he'd seen in a catalogue, going above and beyond to make sure this "stupid thing" (his words) came out right. little did he know leaving his creation unattended for even a second would result in smoke pouring out of the oven and having to throw out a charred-black pastry; "and then abby went and acted like we could just go and do it all over again and.." mike starts, hands waving around uncharacteristically as he finished off his story. he caught the way you were trying to hold back a laugh, fingers pressed to your lips that were etched into a small smile. "it's ok, you can laugh all you want. i never tried doing it again." you can't help the laugh that leaves you once he gives you his full permission, still trying to keep your voice down. "i-i'm sorry, really.." you giggle once you've calmed down, rubbing your hands over your face before you start to walk around the counter to where mike is sitting. "but that's not how making a pie works. you can't just leave it like that or give up on the process that easily."

mike makes a face that says 'i'm listening', shrugging his shoulders when you sit on the stool next to him. "making a pie is like.." you start with a sigh, hands propping up your chin in thought as you look up at the clock. "you just know when some things feel right. if something is too much or too little, whether you need to start again or not. lord knows i've had to redo entire pies because the crust wasn't flaky enough or the filling didn't taste like apples enough." you say, chuckling a bit as you remember all the times you'd slaved away for almost entire days trying to nail down the perfect home recipe. you take a minute to think again, sitting back a bit as you smooth down your apron tied around your waist. "and it also doesn't help if you make something just to make something. when you bake or just cook a plain old steak, you have to make it like you're crafting a story or making a song. all of my best meals were made with someone or something in mind."

your cheeks go red again when you realize the very unprompted ramble you went on, a nervous laugh leaving you as you look down at your lap. "sorry, you totally don't have to-" "no, no, i-" the two of you jump a bit at the way you both try to speak first, sheepish smiles tugging at your lips before you go quiet again. the bell above the door jingles and you don't have to look up to know the two of you are alone now. "i like hearing about that sort of stuff. i really only hear about it when i'm here with you and it's..nice. different." your heart soars and you can only hope that mike can't somehow feel or hear it, trying to give him a warm smile without saying something you'll regret. you get up from your seat with a when he checks his watch, knowing that's code for 'i need to go' even before he stands. you're almost sure he'll leave without saying anything which you are simultaneously grateful for and hoped he wouldn't do, already busying yourself with some other menial task. "hey."

you look up almost as soon as he speaks, seeing the smile tugging at his lips and not able to contain your own. "save those leftovers for me. i hope it still tastes like you were trying to make it for me when i get back." he says, a smug look in his eyes as your lips part a bit in shock. you try to call out to him before he jogs out to his car, taking off accordingly.

-> ta da its done! :D <-

this was honestly less romantic than i wanted it to be but i promise that my brain is racked with thoughts of him literally EVERY DAY so mayhaps i can write something else that's more up to par one of these days

but thank yall for reading! :D i haven't been able to pump out a oneshot like this for a while and it felt good to write something longer than a couple of paragraphs, i have missed this account sm 🐺💗 love yall and i hope that you all are having a fantastic day!

[casualpersonapersonpeach]

I'm in terrible pain on my neck and and shoulder-blades, so I needed comfort from my favorite slashers. You know the pain you get on your neck and upper-back that you can hardly turn or rotate your head or lift your arms up without hurting yourself?

Well I was hoping if you can write where the slashers (Jason Voorhees, Bubba Sawyer, Thomas Hewitt, Michael Myers, and your choice of slasher) help their S/O through the days with bad muscle joints (such as brushing their hair, lift heavy stuff, get them dressed, etc.) But the S/O whimpers a bit, not just in pain but how bad they felt for having their hubbies do this sort of labor for them. I can imagine that the slashers would have such big hearts.

Hey! I have experienced this a few times before. It's awful 😭. Sorry again it took me so long to get this done! I hope you enjoy !!!

Slashers nursing their injured S/O

Includes Jason Voorhees, Bubba Sawyer, Thomas Hewitt, Michael Myers, and a silent brother 💀 DISCLAIMER: i know u can't be with a silent brother but this is MY PAGE so Idc 😭💀 i can't be bothered trying to figure out the technicalities lol.

Jason Voorhees

It was 3 am when you screamed out in pain when you tried to roll onto your other side, and jason jolted to your side immediately.

There was such an intense pain in your neck, you could hardly move. So jason signs " What's the matter, love???! What's wrong??" He stares at you with anxious eyes.

You explain what's wrong in a few huffs. He finally understood. He can't recall if this is something he's ever experienced before, maybe when he was little and his mother, Pamela, would have taken such great care of him.

He thinks he should be attentive to you like his mother was to him, and he assures you anything you need he is willing to do in a heartbeat.

He allows you to sleep in, and as you awake in the late morning, you find jason sitting at your bed side with some herbal tea he mustered from the forest. He crawls to your side and signs "I'm going to sit you up, please tell me if it hurts. I promise I'll hold your head as gently as possible". He lifted you so slowly and gently as he rested you against his chest. With one hand he holds your head and the other guides the tea for you to sip as you please.

Jason is so worried about you. What if you get worse? He's too worried thinking the worst when you may have just pulled a muscle and need a rest day.

Once he knows you're done, he carries you so carefully into the bathtub, he thinks some warm water will help ease your muscles. After washing you, he wraps you in a towel and sits you in his lap as he gets a brush and combs through your wet hair slowly and methodically.

You let out a whimper and he freezes like a deer in headlights. "Did I hurt you darling??". "No, it just feels so nice. Thank you my love, you've been doing so much for me. I feel so bad about it". He signs back- "Don't be silly, it's not a burden for me, I just want to make sure you're okay".

Jason notices you start to get tired, so he gets your pyjamas and puts your clothing on for you, guiding your limbs so that he can do the work for you.

He lays you in bed and wraps you in as many furs and blankets as he can to help aid you and holds you so closely, in hopes to send you to sleep.

Bubba Sawyer

The day prior, you had been helping bubba out in the field. He insisted that you stay inside, away from the wretched texan heat, but to no avail.

You were helping bubba repair some fences along the property line and carrying some of the new wooden planks.

When you awoke the next day, you couldn't even move without being in so much pain. The wood was older and so heavy. Your shoulders felt like they were on fire. You felt so weak. Bubba knew the exact feeling, so when he heard you yelp in pain, it was almost like he didn't need to ask.

He blurted out a few sounds, and since you knew bubba so well, you could tell what he was saying through his behaviours, sounds and expressions. You mustered up enough strength to say "My neck, it's sore. I can't move".

Drayton didn't care that you were in pain, he demanded that you and bubba were to go back out in the fields. Bubba tried to stand up for you, but Drayton blew a fuse.

Bubba had come up with a plan to ensure you wouldn't have to lift a finger, and to keep his brothers rage at bay.

Bubba signals that he just needs a few minutes. He runs outside and grabs a sun chair, a tall pole and big umbrella, along with a beer crate with a cold drink of tea for you. He set up the chair with some pillows so you could rest and be protected from the heat.

Bubba lifts you carefully, and walks you out to his nice set up for you. He carefully places you down, and kneels beside you. He looks at you with so much love and affection.

You grunt as you adjust in your seat. "Thank you so much Baby. This means the world to me. I love you, but I can't help but feel guilty that you're doing all this work. And I'm just sitting here" He replies with sounds as what you could guess as "I love you too, baby. Rest up. I don't want you to worry".

Bubba didn't mention his third part of the plan. He wanted you to watch him out in the heat working hard, admiring him. While he got to show off and impress his dear s/o.

When the sun begun to set, and you had finished your cup of iced tea, bubba carries you back home. He promises he will get you a nice, hearty meal and get you to bed early. There wasn't anywhere else you wanted to be.

Thomas Hewitt

You were out on a walk in a forest nearby the farm with Thomas. You felt a slight pinch in your neck, so you stopped for a second. Thomas looked at you with concern as you reassured him "I'm alright, my necks just a little sore".

You two continued your hike till nightfall, you two cuddled up into bed and slept. You awoke at 12 am, feeling disoriented as you struggled to turn over. Thomas woke up and was a little confused but certainly concerned.

He held you and comforted you till you slept again. He always thought sleep was the best medicine. When it came to the morning, he realised that his methods of sleeping off pain didn't always work.

He started to feel guilty about trying to get you to sleep it off. He knows it was well intended, but he hated to imagine how much pain you were in. What if you thought he was dismissing you? He made a silent vow to make it up to you.

Thomas helped you shower. He wishes that the water cylinder was in better condition so the water wasn't so... Lukewarm. You barely noticed it since you were in so much pain anyways.

He leaned you against his body as he used the loofa on you, gently washing and caressing you. He had remembered something about lavender oil being relaxing, so after he dried you off, he decided to massage some onto your body.

He made an effort to pay special attention to your shoulders and your calf muscles.

You couldn't help but feel bad that he was doing so much for you, while also having to balance hard work and his.... less than conventional family.

"Thomas.. you really didn't have to do all of this for me. What If your uncles get upset at you?"

All he does is look at you, and shushes you. You know he only means to assure you it's okay. He will manage to shoulder it.

You fall asleep again to his touch. Once Thomas is certain you are comfortable in your slumber, he leaves the room to go about his daily chores. The only thing consuming his mind is you, hoping his efforts might have helped you recover, even just a little.

Michael Myers

Michael was on another one of his... late night hunts when you decided you should get some sleep. You woke up in the late afternoon, to Michael just sitting upright in your shared bed sneaking candy corn up his mask to eat.

The sight of your big, tough man so sneakily eating candy make you burst into laughter. He had seemed like a child sneaking into the lounge on early Christmas morning to open his presents much before anybody was awake.

Quickly that laughter turned into yelping in pain. The intensity of your laugh had awakened such an intense pain in your neck mainly, but also your shoulders and the rest of your body.

Michael was very confused at first. He thought you were just hiding some sort of gremlin laugh from him. But soon after he realised you were genuinely just in pain.

He quickly cradled your face, he wanted you to explain to him what was wrong. And after you had told him, he decided he needed to do anything about it.

He went to get you a glass of water. Would that help? He gently sat you up against him, reminding you to let him move you. He tried to feed you the glass of water, but this sort of thing (being affectionate) was so unfamiliar to him before you came into his life.

His body wasn't quite used to making such gentle and slow movements. It was almost like his fine motor skills were learning something so brand new.

Before he knew it, his hands were shaky and he spilt the water on your (his) shirt. He huffed in frustration. Why couldn't he do this? Surely it wasn't so hard. You assured him "It's okay Michael, you're just trying to help me. Trust me it's okay".

Michael is the most stubborn person (or thing?) to exist ever, so it took him a while to stop pouting and swallow his pride. He realised he needed to get you out of that wet shirt though.

He gestured that he would change your clothes. He lifted off your shirt, wiped you down and gently put a fresh shirt on you. Hey, would you look at that. He's finally getting the hang of this.

Though he wouldn't let anybody live if they had witnessed soft michael. Only you get to see this side of him.

Michael got some of his favourite candies from his secret stash he never shared. But how could he resist this time?. You were in pain, and maybe this would help since you couldn't really do too much today, or maybe even for the next few days.

He handed you the plate, and you could tell that there was a childish grin on his face.

"oh Michael, you shouldn't have. This is so sweet of you.. I'm sorry I'm not of much help right now" Michael just put a finger to your lips to shush you.

He promised he'd take care of all the chores, and cooking while you needed to recover. Worry not my sweet one.

The Silent Brother

LMAO THIS ONE IS NOT A SLASHER IK ITS JUST FOR MY OWN FAN SERVICE 💀💀💀

You were visiting your lover in secret. Well, only you thought it was going to be secret, the silent brothers can read your mind anyways.

You found the secret entrance to their layer in the city of bones, so you walked in quietly. You were beginning to feel light headed and this continuous pinch in your neck.

You thought nothing of it and traveled lower into the chambers to see your lover. All of the brothers knew what was going on. And not that they couldn't approve of it, they didn't really see themselves getting in between you two. That was for their brother to decide if this is truly part of his will.

You run to him and embrace him, and he stands there so stiff and awkwardly, he wraps his arms around you.

It's not that he doesn't enjoy this, it's just such a forgotten sensation. He had sacrificed so many parts of his humanity, so he didn't think much of these mortal affections.

You tell him that you just wanted to see him. But in the back of your mind, you're wondering why this annoying pain isn't going away. And you begin to wonder why it keeps growing more intense.

He reads your mind, and speaks to you telekinetically, in such a husky voice. "You've done something to your neck I presume. Do not worry. I will take care of this".

He leads you to an empty room and guides you to sit down. He raises his scarred hands to your neck and uses some healing magic to help you. "It'll take half of an hour to work. Just sit here with me until you feel better my love".

You sigh and lean into him, as he wraps an arm around you. Being with somebody like him was so strange. He had so little of his humanity left in him. He seemed cold, less emotional and like he was so out of this realm.

But that's what you really loved about him. He was mysterious and otherworldly. No one could compare to a creature like him. He was the most interesting being you ever laid your eyes on.

And he was strangely attentive, in his own way of course. It just enticed you further and further down this spiral with him. All that you knew is that you deeply loved each other. And how love can be shown in such different, and strange ways.

[justawrites]

(Wip/Sketch) The Resurrection of a Heretic

You can definitely tell I got really tired after the first few pages but! It's done! Kinda! Pencil and paper sketch but it's done!

It's 3:30 AM so I really need to sleep, but tomorrow I'll add a read-more page by page transcription bc I know my handwriting isn't the easiest thing to read. Heavily recommend viewing in a new tab lol.

Had the Lamb chosen ANY other godless than Wren, and done it any earlier than before Narinder married them, Narinder would have been pissed about this. And unfortunately for Wren, being resurrected while being godless leaves its marks.

Anyway, Lamb stop breaking the laws of Faith for five seconds challenge, level impossible

Transcription below the cut

PAGE 1

Lamb: WREN! Hi! Wren: Hello, Lamb. Lamb, falling back into the water: Baa! Wren: Lamb!

PAGE 2

Wren: You are really bad at getting out of that pond... Lamb: It's the fleece. It's heavy when wet. Wren: Maybe you should forego it when visiting here? Lamb: And not look cool? No way! Wren: Almost drowning in a pool in the spectral plane does not sound very "cool," but to each their own...

PAGE 3 (timeskip, after unseen conversation in which Lamb suggests resurrecting Wren)

Wren: I... am not sure that is a good idea, Lamb. I have been dead for a hundred years now. I am not sure I know how to live anymore. Lamb: It'll be okay- Narinder and I will help you.

Lamb: Since you're not one of my followers, I need your actual body. Wren, as a ghost in the living world: My children will kill you if they see you digging up my grave. Lamb: Don't worry- it's handled!

Elloi (Narinder and Wren's middle daughter, all grown up): Not that we do not appreciate the visit, but our Father is visiting with you...? Kallamar: HAHA I missed my nieces, of course! Kallamar, thinking to himself: You owe me, Lamb! (A small text points to Kallamar, reading " "handling" it")

Wren: I am not sure our brother-in-law is up to that task. My girls are sharp. Lamb, offscreen: I have faith in him. Wren: At least one of us does.

PAGE 4

Wren: Also, uh- a hundred years? My body is nothing but bones and shrouds. Oh, and my death mask... Lamb: That's fine, as long as they're your bones, it will work. Wren: Should... I be worried? Lamb: No, no! I've tested it! Wren: Okay, I'm worried. Lamb: Hey!

Wren: Did you just shove my skeleton in your Crown? Lamb: Well I'm not about to walk out with it in my arms. Your daughters would try to kill me then...

Lamb: Think they'll notice the grave is disturbed? Wren: Minuit visits every morning, so yes. Lamb: Hm. So I should finish this before morning. Wren: If I come back as a zombie, I will bite you. Lamb: Promise? Wren: Lamb! Lamb: I'm kidding!

Lamb: I will miss being able to visit you on a whim, though. Wren: ...

Wren: Well, knowing you, me being alive again will not stop you... Lamb: True. You'll never escape me. We're like- spouse-in-laws or something! Wren: ... Not how it works, but yes, I suppose.

PAGE 5

Lamb: Kallamar is distracting your daughters, but the others should give me enough devotion for this- you know, being gods and Witnesses. Wren: I do not know, no. Lamb: Should I invite Nari? Wren: He will recognize a godless shroud. He might not let you go through with it, if he knows. Not to mention my mask... Lamb: Good point... I'm sure he won't mind if we surprise him!

Lamb: Wait, can you teleport? Wren: I am attached to you right now, so I will be dragged with you. Lamb: Cool....

Wren: I will admit, I will miss floating around like this. Lamb: You'd prefer to stay as a ghost? Wren: Now I did not say that.

Wren: It would take a stronger man than I to pass up the chance to touch their husband again...

Lamb: Oh, I see where your mind is~ Wren: Hold on- get your mind out of the ditch!

Wren: Thank you for not just dropping my skeleton. Lamb: Well, that would be rude. Wren: Kind of like shoving it in a bag... Lamb: It wasn't a bag!

Lamb: I need to put a mark on your skeleton... preferably somewhere subtle. It'll still be visible when you're alive again- any preference? Wren: Not really? Just do not be... weird about it. Lamb: Your hand, then.

PAGE 6

Wren: That is a strange symbol. What is it? Lamb: A modification of an immortality symbol. For my followers, it keeps them from aging- but this version helps me reverse your death. I think it helps meld the body and soul? It's very different from resurrecting my followers...

Lamb: Took me 50 years to think of this... It would not work before that. Wren: You... have been trying to revive me for 50 years?

Lamb: Oh- should I remove your mask? Wren: I would rather not see my own skull. Lamb: You'll be smelling whatever's inside when you wake up if I don't. Wren: ... Yes, remove it please.

Small text pointing to a cloaked Heket and Leshy reads "can't see or hear Wren."

Lamb: Okay! Ready! Wren, just float above your body! Leshy, Heket, Shamura- Witnesses, around the circle.

PAGE 7

Wren: Oh this is weird. Huh...

PAGE 8

Wren, thinking: What do I... do? This feels...

Wren, thinking: strange. Narinder, thinking: Where has everyone gone-?

Narinder: What. Is that Lamb doing now.

PAGE 9

Wren, thinking: It... worked. Wait, how do I breathe-

Shamura, offscreen: Relax.

Shamura: Your body will breathe on its own. Just relax. My siblings and I have been where you are.

Wren, breathing out: Thank you...

PAGE 10

Lamb: It worked! yes! How are you feeling?

Wren: Like I need a bath. Desperately.

Leshy: And clean clothes I bet. Lamb: Yeah, death shrouds a hundred years old is probably not a great feel...

Lamb: Come on- let's get you cleaned up. Wren: Okay... thank you.

text pointing to Wren reads "first bath in 100 years"

Lamb: Quick question- were you... wanting to keep this? Wren: My death shroud?? No?? It is a hundred years old and decaying... Lamb: Just making sure before I burn it.

Wren: I do want to keep the mask, though. Lamb: Got it. text pointing to the Lamb and the shroud reads "sets on fire"

text above the tub Wren is in reads "dunks head"

PAGE 11

Narinder: Lamb, I need to spea- Lamb: NARINDER!

Narinder: Gah! Lamb: Don't come in! You'll ruin the surprise! Narinder: Why are you short-?

Narinder, offscreen: Lamb! We are married! I have seen you naked before! We have bathed together!

Lamb, offscreen: Sorry, Nari- this is a surprise for you, so- please, just wait downstairs? Narinder: Would this have something to do with that ritual from earlier? Lamb: ... Maybe. Narinder: Fine, I will be downstairs. In the library.

Lamb: Hey, got you some robes- Wren: LAMB! Privacy!! Lamb: Relax, you've got nothing I haven't seen before. Wren: I DO NOT CARE- Lamb: You're gonna ruin your hair drying it like that-

PAGE 12

Wren: If you put your symbol on me I will hit you. Lamb: Too late, it's already on your hand. Wren: I meant that triangle thing, actually. Lamb: Oh- don't worry, the robe is symbol-free.

Wren: So this is permanent? Lamb: yeah, sorry- in all my experiments, removing it did... weird things. Wren: How did you "experiment," anyway? Lamb: Let's not talk about that...

Lamb: I think I liked what you wore in the After better. Wren: Mm, but that was a bit... gravity-defying. Lamb: Bet I could figure it out...

Wren: Being alive feels so weird... Lamb: yeah, I get it.

PAGE 13

Narinder: There you are, Lamb. Now, what did you-

Wren: Hello again, love.

Narinder: Wren...? How...? Wren: The Lamb is stubborn.

Narinder: You died... You are godless... The Lamb should not have been able to... Wren: They would not take that as an answer.

Wren: Besides, you have done the impossible before, too.

PAGE 14

Lamb: Soo you're not mad that I went behind your back to revive a godless person?

Text reads "Grabs"

Narinder: Do not ever do that again. ... But no. I am not mad. This time.

Lamb: Well, if Wren died again, I make no promises... but no one else. Not many ghosts with bodies still around, anyway...

Narinder: You are the most stubborn god I know. Thank you...

[kanmom51]

JK Live 4 October 2023

21:01 or 9:01 pm KST

cr./To all the creators of the media used in this post.

I was waiting for this, and kind of expecting this to happen, lol.

He said he'd be live at 9 pm. And yes, you can say, it's unintentional, a coincidence, but I say NO.

Both JK and JM have shown us over the years their attention to the numbers, the dates.

Starting the live at 9:01 was intentional.

9/1 or 1/9, however you look at it!!

Let's talk about the live, why don't we?

It was definitley an interesting one.

In a gist, JK shut down (well tried to) the whole Mingyu shipping shit. He most definitley shut down TKKs. I actually kinda, maybe (not really), felt sorry for them.

He listened to all the members songs, with certain degrees of favouritism and certain degrees of, well, not...

He drank. Like a lot. I think maybe someone needs to fill him in on the secret that alcohol does have calories. Yes, whiskey might not be as bad as beer on that front, but drinking as much and then not eating cause he's dieting... well, not the healthiest choice. And this is not, god forbid, me mothering or smothering him. His health is important for his performance (he says that himself), not to mention, man is constantly hungry. Eat more, is what I'm saying.

He once again demonstrated his neuro-divergency (that whole clean up session he had in the kitchen, lol).

He showed us, again that's it's all about choices.

He got pensive and serious at a point and said some very important things, which I will, of course, discuss here in my post.

He is super tired, but really struggling to sleep.

He is fighting so hard to drop the cute image, but man, it's just imbedded in him. He is so cute!!!

And he is so genuine.

He is genuine.

Let us begin our journey into JK's almost 1.5 hour live (yep, we are back to those, lol).

He starts out telling us he just got home from the company, and that he hasn't even prepared his glass (of drink) - kind of solidifies my belief that the 9:01 pm starting time was meaningful and intentional, because then he goes and prepares his glass and drink.

He invited us to have drinks with him, so as he's preparing his own drink he tells us to fill up our glasses as well, lol. Throughout the live he has 3 highballs, and by the end of the live admits he's kind of drunk. Which is not that surprising given he is drinking on an empty stomach (as high as his tolerance to alcohol may be).

He explains he came on Weverse on the 4th and not earlier because of his solo album announcement. Golden. Makes a toast with us to celebrate it. And he talks a little about it as well.

He tells us how Golden represented him after debut. We know him as the Golden maknae, he mentions I think GC (which for some reason they translate as golden chest and not golden closet, maybe because whoever is translating isn't aware of golden closet, who knows...), how he wrote a poem called Golden (the one JM went all gushy about, if you recall), And also "this moment is like a golden period for me." - Golden hour perhaps? Kind of fits with his choice of lighting for the live as well. Just saying.

And there you have it!!!

And after seeing this, go back and take another look at his concept photo...

The album includes 3D and the clean and explicit versions of Seven. 11 songs on it, which means we will get to hear 8 new songs!!!

He also explains how he thought he would release an ep and somehow it became a full album.

He didn't give too much info (well, he couldn't of course), but told us the title track has a performance and he's practicing, like A LOT. He wants to do well and is giving it his best. He also lets us know that the title song is a hard one and will be awesome!! I do hope this one is not a collab though (just my own wishes here). He is confident we will like it, and says we can look forward to it. I know I am.

He's complaining about how his body isn't the same, he's exhausted. Well JK my man, you wanted to be a adult, and us adults, we grow old too, lol...

He says "there is nothing that is making me stressed out, I am just tired." Now, that could be meant about the album being released, or the performance he's preparing for. But it could also be more...

He says he's keeping his voice down and wanted to be calm and have "older bro vibe", lol.

He wants to go with older bro vibe. Appear to be more mature? Since his full album is coming out?

Ok, so I'm going to say this here. The translation is somewhat off and wacky. I felt this with JM's live on 1st September with some of it, and I feel the same here as well. The whole golden chest thing, the "I'm keeping the weight down" when he's talking about the older bro vibe, and more... It feels like a. whoever is doing this doesn't know JK too much (the golden chest is a big clue), and b. are they just translating literally and not the actual sentence meaning?

JK shares with us how tired he is, how he's still having trouble sleeping, that he practiced real hard today and that his upcoming schedule is hellish. I can only imagine. He's really worried, "will I be good at this?"

Now, let's stop here for a second shall we? Didn't he just minutes before tell us he's not stressed out? So, perhaps that wasn't about the album and promotions at all? Perhaps that was more about the white noise shitshow that was going on in the background? Telling us that isn't bothering him, all while now sharing with us that what he is worried about is if he'll be good enough, do well enough with his performances?

He shows us he got an IV today, needs to replenish himself, yet he hasn't eaten. "I have to take care of my body too". Yes he does. But at the same time he says he has to lose weight. It kind of frustrates me, but then again, this is their reality, as idols. I just wish there would be less pressure on them in that aspect.

He reads a comment telling him to do well, says he will.

And then this:

Ok, so thing is, please raise your hand if you actually do believe the commenter was asking JK if he loves Taehyun of TXT.

No show of hands I see.

Lmao.

Nah, when this happened I didn't have the comments on and in any case wouldn't have been able to read them, not knowing Korean. But I kind of felt like maybe whoever wrote it wasn't Karmy and misspelled it perhaps? And then I saw this.

So here's the thing. If this was a misspell, makes sense that JK was maybe blissfully unaware of the intent of the comment.

But if this was indeed spelled out correctly, I kind of have my doubts he didn't read it right, especially given he says it twice before answering. And he's off telling us about TXT Taehyun. Whom he spoke with on the phone that day. He's so well mannered and cute, while being an old soul. Ok, here we go with another Taekook ship, lol. JK spoke to someone - must be something going on there. No wonder the man is so damn tired... Seven days a week seven sets of sheets... (eww... NOOOOOOO). No, but seriously, did we know that Taehyun was a good friend of JK's? No we didn't. Now we do.

Not seeing it doesn't mean it's not there!!!

It's funny how JK runs himself down constantly. Like the man is so intelligent. Perhaps not book smart (which is why he keeps saying he's not smart), but not everything about life is learnt from a book, and his emotional intelligence and artistic intelligence are next level. But he keeps running himself down, and I kind of feel that sometimes fans only hear or see that of him, instead of seeing his art and listen to what actually comes out of his mouth when he starts speaking about the deeper things.

Again, the "I'm Jungkook's girlfriend" comments. Ugh yuck. Like shut the fuck up already. But he just brushes it off. Reads it, asks what they are doing at this hour and snickers.

Comment "I really love you a lot". JK "I think I love you more". This is once again JK cementing just how great his love for army is. He will talk about it more later too.

Look, man loves army. We can't even start to understand the connection he has with army, given his whole career, starting out at such an early age and going through all the struggles that they went through to get where they are right now, feeling that it's because this sense of loyalty and love that army have for them. So yes, he loves army.

And another idiot in the comments asking JK to take off his shirt. Of course these people are flooding his comments. Funny how his reaction is:

Yes he giggles, but he's uncomfortable. And asks why they even said that. "It's embarrassing".

Happy that he called them out. As if it will help though.

JK shows us his Vogue magazine, the hip hop concept, which he says he liked the most.

Ok, so this was maybe intentional (I kinda feel it was), maybe not, but cute none the less.

He talks about how the comments are lagging, slow, and says:

and then he thinks for a second, eyes looking to the side (mind working), and goes:

Kind of random, don't you think?

Coming up with the 13 seconds lagging.

And happening to end up with 10-13. 🤣🤣

So, he started the live at 9-1 and now we have 10-13!!!

I'd say, either this was intentional (him stopping to think might just hint to that) or the man has 13 etched on his brain. 13 and 10, which is kind of coming up very soon...

Next JK talks about the TikTok he deleted.

Now here's the thing. On Stationhead JK said he saw the trend and wanted to do it. Not a word about doing the opposite of the trend. Going "the other way". JK isn't saying he didn't want us to see the clip he uploaded (which kind of might have been what was understood from what he said in Stationhead, and maybe that's why he's clarifying here). He says he wanted his TikTok to be for dancing and that's why he deleted. He also seems to be happy that army had seen it and spread it around regardless of him deleting. So, he wanted us to see it, but better it not be on his TikTok. And the thing is that he posted it to start with. He knew that army will catch it and spread it. He knew!!! And he wanted us to. I don't know how to articulate this properly to make my point clearly, but the whole thing screams Queer coding to me. I talked about it in a previous post, and I stand by my words.

This wasn't about doing something silly and then regretting and deleting. This was about posting something with a message, and then deleting because it couldn't stay up on his account ("as long as it's not on my tiktok"), but relying on army to catch it and spread it around.

"Let's talk in English", reading out a comment...

The Nah, though, lol.

"English is so difficult", he says in English, lol.

Talks about how the comments are slow and the responses in Stationhead were immediate, and then, out of nowhere he's going...

Puiriri...

Well, he actually does this during Like crazy as well.

Nope, not JM on the brain what so ever...

"Korean is sexy"...him going with that's right, Korean is the hardest language... He actually talks about how the translations from English to Korean differ from translator to translator and how interesting that is. True about the opposite way as well, seeing the difference in the structures of both languages.

"You want to see me laugh?"

Funny, the original translations were "smile if you're real". Either way, he's hilarious.

I can't with him. LMAO.

Prepares drink no. 2.

Again, this man doesn't want to be called cute, but he's so damn cute, lol. Like how can you be preparing this alcoholic drink and still be so cute about it? Lol.

No tequila or champagne for JK.

"You want to have a drink with me?"

JK: You already all know it.

Why does it feel like JK is talking about so much more than just knowing his address is up on YT?

"You want me to call out my address? But you really can't visit me." Boundaries set once again. With a smile. But set none the less.

Plays a song he tells us he was recommended by one of the dancers while filming 3D MV. 21 by Gracie Abrams.

Says we'll be like this today "let's rest". How you can call what he does later as rest I have no idea, lol.

He shows us where he shot the TikTok clips, the corridor. Shows and explains a little how he does it.

Does a little clean up sesh in the kitchen. The way he was rearranging the bottles and utensils, while on live, was that intentional? Was it just his neuro divergency, getting distracted perhaps? Idk.

Asked if he ate, asks "what will I eat?" in English and tries to say something else or thinks maybe he didn't say it properly initially, but gives up, lol.

Then someone askes to hear Hobi's song. And JK is happy to go put on Jhope's song, saying he misses him. 😭

Says "Arson", twice, but then plays "More", lol.

Ok, so this is where we start with listening to the members songs, and I do have something to say about this.

JK plays 2 of Hobi's songs, and puts on a show.

If this is JK resting... Lol.

Sure he's tired...

After Hobi, JK plays Tae's Slow dancing.

Then stops the song, sits down saying how tiring have to rest and then says "Let's go with all the major songs for the members".

And guess who's next... one guess allowed... Of course you know the answer to that.

He has Like crazy playing twice in a row and then SMF pt. 2. He really LOVES SMF pt. 2. You can tell it means A LOT to him. Not that LC doesn't, but I feel that emotionally LC is harder for him, while SMF pt. 2 is cathartic (for JM and as such so meaningful to him as well).

He's all playful with LC.

We have this as well...

And at some point wants to do something, walks off camera looking for a prop, I guess, only to come back deciding it's a no go - won't be fun (me sitting here dying to know what he was up to).

The whole bottle empty during LC.

He moves on to Jin, 1 and a half songs, RM (3 songs) and Suga (2 songs).

Point being, the only member that gets only 1 song played is Tae. Ouch. The only member to have the same song played twice - JM.

So, let's talk a second about the whole Like crazy playing twice. Cause Idk if you get it. He listens to Hobi and then Tae's Slow dancing, then says "we have to listen to all the members", cause he ain't falling into the TKK trap, and he plays JM. Cause, of course it would be JM. But here's the thing. Each one of them was on a specific playlist. When he played a song it continued to the next song in line. Hobi he said Arson, but actually played More (which was interesting within itself), and then it went to On the streets. RM same, went down through his album, Suga the same. But not JM. He played Like crazy, and then following it, him not moving from his chair or changing the songs or going to play it again, it played it again. Same version. In the album Like crazy is followed by SMF pt. 2 (which did follow the second time LC played, and he did listen through that too). So my question is what kind of playlist JK has for JM? Does he just have these songs going on repeat? He gets up to stop it just at the end of SMF pt. 2, and I can't help but wonder what the next song would have been? SMF pt. 2 again maybe?

Of course he still remembers the choreo.

He talks about Jin and Super Tuna, how he's wild and that side of him is why the team is so bright. He really loves him so, and misses him.

"I miss my members".

Prepares drink no. 3.

The whole ceremony around the drink preparations... he's so funny.

He makes a comment about Jin's MV while looking towards where his whole music playing set up is. So, this is YT he's playing from? Which means these would be YT playlists? Which means he watches LC on repeat? I mean, who could blame him really?

Gets up to change the playlist to RM's songs.

While Flowerworks is playing he reads a comment and says:

"Did Mingyu cut his hair?"

Now, we know they saw each other later that night, getting together with others as well, but JK once again draws the lines here. He's a good friend definitley. Someone he hangs out with, of course. But knowing if he cut his hair... meaning being in constant contact with him or more than that, as there are some that might think... nope.

Ok, time to get serious.

He starts to talk about the members songs, their "colours are so different", and then he's asked after resuming activities in 2025 what he wants all the members to do together? Turns down the music a bit to get serious:

Make an album, quickly come out to see army, first priority of course. From the moment they get back together to find the way to come out as quickly as possible. "We will do Bon voyage...we will do In the soop..."

Stops, gets up to turn down the volume even more, and this is when you know he's delving even deeper, and getting even more serious. Sits down and continues...

Ok, I'm really not sure this is about the solo activities. He talks about that further on. I thought this when I first heard this during the live, and although the wording is slightly different I still think this is JK is sending us a message. They love us, they love each other. They will be coming back and they will be giving it their all. But that said, they will also have their own personal lives. Setting the stage, perhaps? For relationship announcements? Marriages on the way? He told us that he wants to make us happy, but to do so we have to understand that he deserves happiness as well. Is this one step further in that direction? yes their focus is on army, but with all of that they will also have their own personal paths.

He continues about them wanting to "look awesome" in front of us, or want to give us strength,

He knows what his top priority is, and he hopes we know that we are the reason. For real.

He continues to talk about coming back in 2025, releasing a song, saying it will be approx. 2 years.

They mustn't forget there are those rooting for BTS. Train, release an album, tour.

They will have to meet army around the world.

This is interesting:

They will reveal by doing shootings and "let your ears get pleased and let you watch our shows". Stories

"BTS is this kind of team". That is what they will show.

And what members each want to do, they can do that later. Him making clear that their first priority is the comeback as BTS.

Number one priority is about the group, and he makes sure we understand that this is not only him speaking but also true for every single one of them.

Again, army's importance to him. This isn't acting or being false or fake, this is genuinely what he feels. When said in a comment that army are because of BTS he corrects them, sets things straight: BTS are here because of army!!

And then this happens:

"Jeon Jimin?" he reads out a comment.

Now, I understand people think it's disrespectful because of the meaning it has in the West but the fact that in Korea people don't change their names after marriage. Thing is, Karmy nor JK, for that matter, really find it offensive? He doesn't even take it that way. To him it's someone putting their two names together, I'd say just like Jikook or minkook or kookmin. Nothing more nothing less. And he chooses to read it out. He could have just left it, but he decided to read the comment out.

This is when he remembers he has to play Suga's songs too, lol. Playing Haegeum.

"How can all the member have such different tastes in music? Isn't that fascinating?"

I love it that he feels that way. I love it that he knows how talented he is (especially knowing how he runs himself down intellectually). I love that he knows and appreciates the rest of the members talent as well. They are all different, and yet all outstanding each in their own way.

And not only does he see that in them, he also attributes his own growth as a person to them.

JK tells us how Yoongi told him off for not doing the Haegeum dance challenge, repeats it a couple of times too, how he was upset about it, lol. So he says he will do it. A little late, no? And he makes sure to make it clear that it won't be soon either. But it will go up on his TikTok.

Toilet break time.

Comes back, finishes up his drink and stops Amygdala to play Seven and 3D before he ends his live.

So, he chooses the explicit version of Seven. Sings along. Admits he's a little drunk and for now will stop drinking. Emphasis on "for now", lol.

Now, while he's playing Seven someone asks for him to play Slow dancing.

Once is enough, thank you very much!! Lmao. He just keeps shutting them down. It's also the way he says it, the intonation. Sound annoyed, lol.

Says he'll play 3D and say his goodbyes, which he does. Sings along to 3D as well, ad-libbing at the end, kind of wondering if this is something we will be getting in his live performances. It does feel like he chooses to sing certain lyrics while not others, in both Seven and 3D.

Then he says his goodbyes, to look forward to the album, to know that he is always thinking of us, to have a wonderful night and day and thanks us again .

So that's it. JK's live. Missed these lives of his, as exhausting as writing these posts are, lol. This is Jungkook. Cute and funny and serious and sincere.

[captainsjack]

7, 9, 14, 17, 23, 29 for the fic author ask game :)

7: coffee or tea while you write?

idk kind of just depends on my mood and how tired i am! sometimes i don't even have a beverage :0

9: how did you get into writing fanfiction?

ummmmm my friends and i all wrote supernatural self insert fics for each other during recess one day in 7th grade💀 . literally in a paper notebook i wrote like 10 pages for my friend/cas lmaoooo. then i also wrote a deancas fic for a project in my 8th grade english class ....

14: what makes you happiest? new fic comments, kudos, bookmarks, user subscribers, story subscribers, or tumblr asks?

probably tumblr asks since it's the most conversational! comments are a close second

17: what is something you recently felt proud of in your writing?

i haven't really written anything in a while other than half finished outlines lol but i think dialogue and conveying emotions have always come very easily to me & i've been proud of those in the past. it's also always the easiest part to start with when outlining because it comes naturally! also, one specific moment i am very proud of: when i first started being plagued by benji/brandt visions a few months ago, i was coming up with all these ideas and outlining like 20 wips at a time, and when i got to the point where i really wanted to start choosing one to write, i got concerned that my characterization may be off for brandt since i hadn't watched gp or rn in years and was doing it all based on my memory of him. so i rewatched both films and i can say with absolute certainty i was 100% correct about him 😌 the amount of satisfaction that brought me i fear is unattainable again lol

23: what’s a story you’d love to write but haven’t even started yet?

the only idea i have that doesn't currently have an associated google doc (which i'm taking as 'haven't started' since all my other ones have at least a one sentence summary) IS actually one of my favorites. it's "brandt is in love with benji, freaks out, and decides to fuck his boss about it." so, hunley/brandt fwb x benji/brandt mutual pining friends to lovers slow burn.... it's insanely good and i've written almost the entire thing in my head.

it goes like this: benji and brandt are both dealing with the trauma of benji almost dying in rn. they're best friends (borderline codependent) and brandt sleeps over almost every night to help benji with nightmares. one night he accidentally falls asleep and wakes up spooning benji, his hand shoved up benji's shirt. brandt freaks out and leaves (benji is completely unphased). he decides he absolutely cannot be in love with benji and needs to do something to get his mind off of him and create some distance between them. so, he fucks his boss. brandt and hunley have a secret fwb thing, benji finds out (bc he notices everything abt brandt, duh) and confronts brandt about it. he promises not to say anything, life moves on as normal. over a few months, brandt continues to fuck hunley and it's the best sex of his entire life, and you know what, fuck it, he deserves to have a midlife crisis at some point, might as well be now. and hey, he's actually kind of happy! that is, until hunley dumps him. he picks up on the fact that brandt's in love with benji and thinks maybeeee this isn't the healthiest of distractions? so then brandt has to deal with the fact that 1) he's still desperately in love with benji, 2) his boss fucking dumped him and he still has to go to work every day, and 3) he can't talk to anyone about any of this, because the only person who knows about them is benji, and he can't fucking tell him why hunley dumped him and why it even started in the first place! so yeah. he's miserable. then there's the added angst of brandt not spending as much time with benji bc he's busy getting his ass fucked by hunley which means benji's ptsd is getting worse and he doesn't really have any support/help. and then brandt finds out about this and feels horrible that he hasn't been there for him. idk. i don't have an ending beyond brandt feels insanely guilting and decides to come clean to benji and just suck it up tell him what was going on or something. the end. (god this is making me want to write this so baddd)

29: how many times do you usually revise your fic/chapter before posting?

uhhhh idk?? i think it just depends. three of my ten posted works were uni assignments lol so a lot more editing went into those than others since i turned them in for class before posting to ao3. the others were drabbles/ficlets/tumblr prompts so probably very little. then like two of them i wrote and edited a few times before having someone else beta it? so my guess is a handful but i'm not sure!

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author ask game!

[ryuichirou]

Replies

Shorter replies related to recently posted artworks!  And some other stuff.

Anonymous asked:

The anon who sent the ask about twst boys’ reactions to a partner who doesn’t masturbate is still here, it’s me. I actually forgot I sent this. Also, I just found out that tumblr will do that with a / included. Looks so weird.

Anon, you are an angel. Thank you once again for the question, it’s good to see you here.

Also yeah, apparently it does! I didn’t even notice that at first. If you’re talking about it changing it to the %, that is… But it happened after posting, so the initial ask looked the way you intended.

I know we had one post that tumblr “ate” a chunk of because of some of the symbols I used... I wish there was a way to make sure it doesn’t happen.

Anonymous asked:

I love your art the only thing that bothers me is that it sometimes clashes with my darker than night no blue light setting and I have to decide if I'm desperate enough to blind myself with light after finding a corner away from public eye or can I wait to blind myself with light when I get home? (Dont know why I'm always in public when you're more risker things go up)

I am sorry Anon, I hope your eyes are okay lol I love using darker colours and contrasting lights recently, it probably doesn’t help the situation either.

I don’t know if it’s ever safe to open our stuff in public… I’m sorry you have to go through this inner conflict every time ✊😔

Anonymous asked:

You are so right that Trein is babygirl material. Being a tired old widowed man with children is PEAK babygirl

Exactly, Anon! It’s all about the energy.

Plus, we just watched Ruggie’s Dorm Uniform Vignette, and oh god… this man is insanely babygirl. He is so cute when he is all worried about his precious cat… :”3 <3

Alright, about yesterday’s fem!Floyd:

Anonymous asked:

a fedora and calling someone "m'lady", yet somehow it makes her more appealing

this just proves that what the nice guy incels really need is bigger boobs and sharp teeth

Yeah, it’s almost not fair lol Floyd has such an advantage! One would say, two of them…

Although even imagining just a regular boy Floyd doing this exact thing doesn’t feel too cringe somehow. Is it because he is a fuckboy?

Anonymous asked:

Hot damn

I hope she's in Mostro Lounge violating health codes, Azul could make a real business out of that one

Yeeeeah with the twins being such nice-looking ladies, you know it’s incredibly tempting for Azul to start using it to her advantage lol

Anonymous asked:

Twisted Wonderland if it was better goddamn those are some TITS

Superior version!! lol I can’t stop thinking about mermaids being big-boobied…

Anonymous asked:

If the person is beautiful, regarles gender, that person still ɓeəutfuI

Exactly, but also I am a weak person who is biased towards women..!!

Anonymous asked:

Holy melon

🙏 🍈

Now about Malleus the birthday boy!

Anonymous asked:

That it? Only a side of his butt?

This is already more than most are lucky to witness when it comes to Malleus’ gorgeous butt <3

(I say as if I haven’t drawn his butthole spread open 1000 times)

Anonymous asked:

That face! I like the detail on the robe. Also

HOW CAN HE SO BEAUTIFUL WHEN HE SLEEP ?

Thank you so much!! I can’t with his outfit, it’s so incredibly pretty…

I DON’T KNOOOOW this is his Prince magic… what a gorgeous creature

And about another birthday boy!! <3 Gilbert!

Anonymous asked:

AHHH I didn't know you know about heteila !!! You're officially the best my favorite characters are both Italy and Spain!! 🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡

Of course we know Hetalia, Anon! It was such a huge part of our lives growing up lol It’s still is, to be honest, we come back to it at least once a year... to draw Prussia for his birthday of course! There are Hetalia drawings on this blog from like 2011-2012… and those aren’t even my oldest ones of them, yikes.

Spain and the Italy brothers are wonderful, we love them a lot too! 🍅

Thank you for your kind words <3

Anonymous asked:

Holly shit its gilbert/prussia! Didn't expect to see him but ita a pleasant surprise. Know my bff will enjoy seeing him as well mostly since I normally spam her with a lot of your twisted stuff

Ahhh I hope your bff enjoyed seeing him lol I’m glad we could surprise you with him though!

Anonymous asked:

HETALIAAAAAAA IN 2025! My day is made!

Dein Zeichnung ist sehr gut! Ich mag deine Art!

No one who knows better German judge me. I only have a year and a half under my belt.

It’s a lot more German that I know so damn Anon you’re cool!

Also, Danke schön! <3

Anonymous asked:

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH MY PRECIOUS BABY BOY GILBERT!!! THANK YOU FOR BLESSING ME WITH MY BOI!!!

You’re welcome, Anon! Enjoy your boy. And thank you <3

Now about the Trey/Deuce comic…

Anonymous asked:

Trey: you will die if you don't have sex with me

Deuce: okay

Ahh, Deuce!! This is way too easy..!!

Anonymous asked:

Trey has forgotten that one can't tell jokes like that to duece, since he's a few eggs short of a full basket. And I say this as loving as possible

Trey always underestimates just how naïve Deuce can be around a senpai that he trusts, just as much as he underestimates how little people doubt shit that he says…

Anonymous asked:

Japan people like to eat raw egg right? Why Deuce blush!?

Yeah, people around the world do sometimes. Not by licking it from the table though! Deuce doesn’t even fully realise why, but it feels embarrassing somehow… I wonder why indeed…

Anonymous asked:

Don't waste food.

LICK IT

He’s on it! Like a good boy!

Anonymous asked:

Now Trey is wanting Deuce's tongue to be used other than getting the egg.

Should drop an egg on his own crotch next time then…

Anonymous asked:

Naive boy. That not the egg you should lick. There are 2 more with a sausage waiting for you.

Be careful, Anon, what if he bites the sausage… we can’t risk Trey’s well-being like that..!

Anonymous asked:

I love how you draw Trey 😩 he's so hot

Thank you so much, Anon!!

I don’t draw him often, but whenever I do, I try to keep in mind that people apparently find this man hot, so there should be some sexy air about him…

Anonymous asked:

I see you with those blush marks Trey.... Seeing Deuce lick off the table like a dog turned you on didn't it Trey......... It's okay Trey this is a safe place please tell us all about it 🥰

It certainly awakened something in Trey’s wicked mind…. He has much to think about after that…

[poorbrokemess]

✨️Thoth✨️

For having just learned about him, it's almost annoying that it took me so long to get here.

*story time*

In school I was, someone everyone knew, but just off enough to not have a solid friend group; so my friends were my neighbors.

I, being the captain of the ship, decided what we would do most of the time (bossy).

Did we go play outside ? No. Did we gather in the cafeteria? No. Of course not.

We became library helpers.

When we didn't have a job, which was often. I had us all:

🌼write essays for extra credit🌼

(I am almost positive this granted us zero extra credit as we were literally copying reference books onto notebooks. Transcribing them; if you will ✨️.)

In other words: I forced my friends to do research and transcribe encyclopedias and such, all recess, for a year. (Special interests in geology and zoology *rocks and animals*)

It only lasted a year. The next year we were split up, forming new groups, mine still contained a neighbor however, just a new one, lol.

I still spent my recesses in the library, alone. Copying my books.

My mother always harped at me, still does if she gets the chance, "Why don't you just write a book already? You're writing anyway. You have always been that way, like your father. Will you ever live up to your potential?"

As if creation is the same as revision.

I've never had the urge to create my own works. I would much rather take something good and make it brilliant.

I've always done it. Even in my speech, revise how things are said to be more pleasing. For me, that is. It's just annoying for others. Justly so. I'd be annoyed with me too 😅

✨️🌼✨️🌼✨️🌼✨️

When I go book diving, I always look for any good kids' books to donate to others or to put in those *free little library* boxes.

Tonight, I put 3 books into the donate box. Ones I would generally never even grab.

As we were leaving a very distinct feminine was like *those are not for donation, they are for you* (self help, mindfulness type books)

So this is what it's like to have a Goddess be more than pushy and grandiose 😅

I'm too tired for pendulum work after no sleep, then a big dumpster raid, followed by a deconstruction of flowers, now hung to dry. Then 2 hours of research.

I do think it was Ma'at or Isis. However, Seshat is a possibility, I didn't know about her until today, so she wasn't on my earlier pendulum work.

I need to use the sleep

I do wonder though

How does one go about choosing the *path/rank/version*

So many

See I get the 🧐 with Atum Ra, which is surprising because Amun Ra has a more intriguing elemental base for me.

Is like, I *REALLY* liked the idea of Anubis, but it was Osiris, Seth, and Horus that got pinged.

I definitely did not expect any Godess Pings. I got 3 solid ones.

Without a proper list or knowledge.

And yes, there are times I get no answer. That's why pendulum work takes hours on hours.

Why am I still writing this instead of sleeping.

I'm screwed.

Ope.

😶‍🌫️😪

[lostgracestories]

YES tis me just checking on you, and sorry to hear about your family

if you want requests I'd love a little varré femdom? with extra sugar n a cherry on top

❤️🩸

Thank youuu <3

Of COURSE I have GOT you hon

also, sorry this took so long, I kept restarting this cause it just wasn't turning out the way I wanted? Eventually just committed to it cause fuck it. So, if it seems a little half-baked, sorry!!! <3

TW: public sex, femdom, hate(ish) sex?, oral sex (Fem receiving), handjob (Male receiving) --- (idk, if there's more then let me know I'm tired lol...) also no blood this time, shockingly

WC: 1.3k (eat up~)

Eat Up

There was a sort of peaceful quiet to the Mohgwyn dynasty, especially when Mohg wasn’t dishing out orders for Varre and Ansbach left and right. Of course, it was never anything serious, he was simply a bit of a diva… Well, here you were. And all of this? It was new. What wasn’t new, however, was Varre. Ever since you as a tarnished had arrived in the lands between, he had seemed to be a consistent presence in your journeys. Unfortunately, he always seemed so grumpy. And he was a bitch… a hot one though.

You had spent many days coming to bother Varre at Rose Church when you ventured into Liurnia. You did many of the little chores he asked of you until there were none left, so finally he gave you a pureblood knight’s medal. And told you not to use it. So of course, you obeyed. Anything to be near to him. 

Of course, he always wore that freaky mask but there was one time, one single time where you’d caught him without it, washing his face in the water surrounding Rose Church. For all his annoying bitching, you reasoned that if he were this hot under the mask? It was worth it.

All hells, what had you been doing? Right.

There weren’t many places to sleep in Mohgwyn dynasty so you had come out to stare out at the surrounding landscape just across from the palace approach ledge-road site of grace. The sites of grace always gave off a comforting warmth, making it easier to sleep even in uncomfortable situations. After a little more glancing over the terrain, you turned to see if the nearby Albinaurics were still scattered about the land. They were, but most slept. That was it. You could sleep now. And with a deep breath, you laid next to the site of grace and closed your eyes, slowly falling into a decent sleep.

.

.

.

Something mere hours later jolted you awake as the feeling of a nearby presence, other than the Albinaurics, pulled you out of sleep. Your wide eyes searched only briefly as you sat nearly straight, looking across the site of grace at Varre. Piece of shit… was he watching you sleep? “Oh, my deepest apologies Lambkin, did I wake you?”

Of course he did. And you know he knew that. He was being an attention whore. As usual.

“Yes… Leave me be Varre. I am trying to sleep”

There was a bitter tone to your voice that Varre quickly picked up on causing a chuckle to escape his mouth

“Oh, so pointed, Lambkin… no need for such hostility-”

Wrong.

You wasted no time in leaning forward and grabbing his masked cheeks in your hand and grumbling to him, nose nearly touching the nose of his mask. His eyes were wide under the mask. You could see it. This hot asshole was going to get it.

“No? Who was the one that was watching me sleep?”

You cocked a brow and the way you spoke drew a shudder from him. You needed more. You needed to see this man writhe.

But of course, you still had decency left in you. You weren’t that cruel.

“Do tell me to stop if you please, hm?”

Varre gave a confused look through the eyes of his mask before being shoved to the ground, mask torn from his face. He was at a loss for words. But he made no complaint. Especially not when you captured his lips in a searing kiss, fingers hooking into his trousers. He almost wished you wouldn’t ask permission…

But you did. You pulled your lips off his.

“May I?”

He grumbled

“Do not cower now… continue”

And you seemed to like that answer a little too much. He let out a more than embarrassing whimper when you captured his lips again and ripped his trousers down, free hand clutching his hair in your hand, tightly.

He could have sworn he saw stars when you gripped his cock without warning and ripped your lips away from him.

“Beg me to touch you”

He halted, mouth slack and open in shock 

“P-pardon?”

He stuttered through your gentle touches over his cock. It was divine of course he wanted you- no, needed you to touch him.

“Beg me to touch you”

You spoke again, stern and commanding, tugging at his hair as you slowed your movements over his cock. He let out a sharp gasp finally. His face was red, he was embarrassed. Perfect.

“P-please… do not stop… touch me further”

Varre’s voice was a cracked whimper and it seemed to satisfy you because you wasted no time in stroking his cock as quickly as you could, leaving him gasping and whining like a bitch.

He was a bitch.

You sped up your motions, eyes trained over his features, mere inches from his face. His head was tilted back, his jaw was slack, his eyes were closed, and his brow was knit as he succumbed to pleasure.

Then you removed your hand from his hair and gripped his face by the jaw, tightly. His eyes snapped open and he damn near scowled at you.

“Aw… tch… such an ugly look for a pretty boy”

You cooed in reference to his scowl and he all but moaned as loud as his lungs allowed, your hand picking up speed with your own words. It was all he needed to suddenly send him over the edge, release dripping down your hand and his cock. You let go and he watched as you licked his release off of yourself. Filthy. He shuddered.

“You want more, hm? You want me to make you feel even better, hm?”

Varre, ever the prideful man, simply whined. That was not enough. You squeezed his jaw a little tighter in your hand and made him look at you. “Look and answer me- before I grow impatient”

Varre let out an unholy groan and gasped.

“Yes- yes please-”

And that was enough. In about 30 seconds time, you had stripped off your own trousers and smallclothes. Varre looked at you like a man starved. He was practically drooling. However, he did not expect for you to place yourself over his face, cunt waiting for him and a smirk on your face.

“Eat up, baby, maybe I’ll let you fuck me if you do a good job”

That, again, was all he needed before he surged forward, lapping at your folds before delving his tongue into your cunt, the feeling caused you to shudder but you bit your lip and simply released a shaky breath.

“Mhm… fuck baby, such a good boy for me…”

You cooed, keeping yourself together pretty damn well until his lips found their way to your clit and he sucked like a man starved. You let out a gasp and loud moan. You could feel him smirk underneath you… he would regret that.

Varre continued to attack your sensitive bundle of nerves, occasionally stopping to circle his tongue around it before continuing to suck at it. You could feel the knot in your stomach tightening and threatening to snap, praises falling from your lips as you neared the edge and finally, crashed over, legs shaking as you spilled over his face. And the damn bastard drank it up, his eyes watching you.

“Mph, fuck baby… did so good…”

You cooed the words out and to him, they were like honey in his ears. Finally as you moved off of him and reached for your trousers, he propped himself up on his elbows in confusion… he’d expected you to go all the way. You simply turned to him with an innocent smile as you clothed yourself once more.

“Didn’t say I’d let you fuck me right now~”

Oh you were good… Varre simply gave in, huffing out something that could come off as a chuckle. Perhaps next time…

[tonberry-yoda]

Memories - Kento Nanami

notes - I said I wanted to write a nanami fic, and here I am!!! I hope my nanami simps enjoy because if I'm being honest, this is one of my favorite pieces ever. I wrote this listening to Minecraft music lol <3 word count - 880 summary - you're tired. it's cold. but you can't seem to sleep. you decide to go out for a late night walk with a little too much on your mind.

~~BUY ME A KO-FI (COMMISIONS ARE OPEN)~~

Night time in Tokyo was pretty, but you needed to get away for a while. Away from the city. Not too far, but not too close either.

Despite the snow outside, you slipped on a jacket and went outside. You definitely weren't wearing the right shoes, but what did it matter. You honestly didn't mind the cold and it wasn't snowing too heavily to your surprise, just light dusting over the sidewalk.

You looked up and hummed lightly at the snow falling towards you that looked somehow brighter even though it was the dead of night. It helped that there were dim orange streetlamps everywhere.

You sighed and began a short walk to free your mind a bit.

So much had happened to you in such a short amount of time and you rarely got time to think it over.

But nights like these weren't always nice. They usually came from a lack of sleep and deep thoughts.

Your room was too cold, your fan was too loud, and your brain wouldn't calm down.

You watched every step you made carefully - making sure not to find any patches of ice that could cause you to slip and fall - and you played soft music in your headphones to accompany you.

You had lost more friends than you would've liked. It all happened so fast. You knew it came with the job, but in high school, when you were poor and hungry, what else could you do? Especially with that curse that accompanied you for your entire life. It wasn't anything bad, and it always was on its best behavior, it was just annoying that you had to grow up feeling so distant.

You had no choice but to become a sorcerer and that was okay. But it was also hard. And tiring. And it hurt.

You found a bench just outside of the city. You didn't mind that it was dusted with snow, you just took a seat, watching the lights glimmer from all of the buildings.

Where did you go wrong?

You balled your hair into your fingers and took a breath. Not often did you get to just breathe.

When was the last time you saw Gojo? Or Geto? Or anyone else for that matter?

You were so taken from the world that you weren't sure if a world existed anymore.

You felt yourself tearing up, but tried blinking it back and just watched the snow from above you.

Across from the bench you were on was a park. It was definitely old, but still used daily, you could tell.

You laughed at yourself when you had a thought: go sit on the swingset.

The laughter didn't stop you, so you did.

You used to go there when you were really young. Like really young. You don't even remember being that small. Or being a child.

You swung back and forth, just listening to the creaking of the metal on metal, but quickly stopped when you heard footsteps.

On the sidewalk you were just walking a moment ago, there was a familiar figure with a cigarette hanging out of his mouth. He almost smiled when he saw you, blowing smoke out from his nose.

"Nanami?" you whispered.

He walked to the swingset and leaned on the metal bar of it just feet away from you.

"Aren't you cold?" he asked.

"Not really." You looked away from him and back up at the night sky, watching every piece of snow fall from the clouds above.

"Been a while."

You just nodded and began swinging again.

"You look tired." he said.

"So do you."

He just hummed in response and put his cigarette out on the metal of the bar before walking to a nearby trashcan to toss it.

He then walked to the swing next to you. "This seat taken?" he asked.

"Go for it." you said.

He sat down on the swing after wiping the snow off with his sleeve.

For a while, it was just silence; the sound of you swinging and the slight breeze that would occasionally blow.

"Did you know I would be here?" you finally asked, slowing down a bit.

"No, honestly. I was just going on a walk."

"In deep thought?"

He chuckled. "Something like that."

You smiled and looked down at your feet. "I miss you."

"Me too."

"Then why did you leave?"

"You left too." He turned to look at you with sweetness in your eyes.

"I know. And I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry too." Nanami reached out his hand to you and you took it, standing up.

He brought your knuckles to his lips and he pulled you closer.

"Might be a while before something like this." He stood up from his swing and wrapped his arms around you. He smelled good. Really good. Like cologne and fresh laundry.

You smiled and wrapped your arms around him. He was also warm, making you - an ice cube at this point - nearly melt.

He pulled away from the hug and leaned down to you. "I know it's been a while," he whispered. "But I would like a kiss."

You pressed your lips to his and he hugged around your waist tightly.

The walk home was lonely, but the memories were nice to dwell on.

~~~~~

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[darkstar225]

Twice's 10th member helps her dear Tzuyu unnie with a nightmare

A/N: Heyyy, I'm trying to make up for the time I'm gone lol! Sry for taking so long to post :D I hope that the anon who gave me this idea on Tumblr likes it!

The request: hi unnie, can i have a request that Tzuyu had a bad dream about the Twice 10th member dead. So Tzuyu rush to the 10th member and cried out. But the member didnt listen to her. Later at the night the 10th member wants to go out but Tzuyu didnt let her

PS: Tysm for everyone who reads what I write, I hope I can bring a smile to your faces every time I post! I'd like to thank whoever sent me this idea 'cause I loved to write it <3

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The moon cast a gentle glow over the city, the night air hanging still and silent. Tzuyu, the second youngest member of TWICE, stirred restlessly in her sleep. She found herself trapped in the clutches of a haunting dream, a nightmare that refused to let go. In the depths of her subconscious, she saw Y/N, the 10th and youngest member of the group, lifeless and cold.

A gasp escaped Tzuyu's lips as she jolted awake, beads of sweat clinging to her forehead. Her heart pounded in her chest, the residual fear of the dream lingering in her mind. She reached for her phone, the digital clock glaring 3:00 AM. Her fingers trembled as she dialled Y/N's number, urgency colouring her actions.

The phone rang several times before a groggy voice answered on the other end. 

Y/N - Hello?

Tzuyu - Y/N! Are you okay?

Tzuyu's voice trembled with a mix of fear and desperation.

Y/N, still half-asleep, mumbled a response. 

Y/N - Tzuyu unnie? What's wrong? It's so late.

Tzuyu took a shaky breath, trying to steady her voice. 

Tzuyu - I had a nightmare about you. A terrible one. I need to see you, please.

There was a pause on the other end, then a soft sigh. 

Y/N - Alright, give me a few minutes unnie.

Tzuyu hung up the phone and paced nervously around her room. The remnants of the nightmare clung to her like a persistent shadow. She couldn't shake the image of her little sister's lifeless form, and the fear gnawed at her insides.

Minutes later, a knock echoed through Tzuyu's door. Y/N stood there, rubbing her eyes, her expression a mix of concern and sleepiness. 

Y/N - Sis, what's going on?

Tzuyu's eyes were wide and teary as she pulled Y/N into a tight hug, almost desperate in her need for reassurance. 

Tzuyu - I dreamt that you... that you were gone. It was so real, Y/N.

Y/N's eyes softened, understanding dawning on her. She ran a soothing hand through Tzuyu's hair. 

Y/N - It's just a dream, unnie. I'm right here, alive and well.

Tzuyu pulled back, her eyes searching Y/N's face for any sign of the nightmare. 

Tzuyu - I know it's just a dream, but it felt so real. I couldn't shake the fear. *frowns*

Y/N - Sometimes dreams are just our minds playing tricks on us. I'm here, and I'm not going anywhere. Okay? *smiles gently*

Tzuyu nodded, her shoulders sagging with relief. 

Tzuyu - Thank you for coming. I needed to see you.

Y/N yawned, the late hour finally catching up with her. 

Y/N - Can we talk more in the morning, though? I'm really tired, and you should get some rest too.

Tzuyu hesitated but nodded. 

Tzuyu - Yeah, of course. Sorry for waking you up.

Y/N waved it off with a smile. 

Y/N - It's okay. We may not share the same blood but we're sisters, right? Now go get some sleep, and we can talk more in the morning.

As the first light of dawn began to filter through the curtains, Tzuyu found herself unable to shake the unease that clung to her. The nightmare still lingered, a dark cloud over her thoughts. She watched as Y/N slept peacefully, blissfully unaware of the turmoil in her older sister's mind.

Later that day, the members of TWICE gathered for their schedule. Tzuyu couldn't shake the feeling of dread that loomed over her, the nightmare still haunting her thoughts. As the day wore on, she couldn't concentrate on anything, her mind constantly drifting back to the vivid images from the dream.

As evening approached, Y/N noticed Tzuyu's distracted demeanour. Concern etched her features as she approached her unnie. 

Y/N - Sis, is everything okay? You seem off today.

Tzuyu bit her lip, debating whether to share the details of the nightmare. In the end, she took a deep breath and decided to confide in Y/N. 

Tzuyu - As I mentioned, I had a bad dream last night, about you. But it felt so real, and I can't shake the fear that I felt.

Y/N's eyes widened, her concern deepening. 

Y/N - What exactly happened in the dream?

Tzuyu hesitated before recounting the details, the chill of the nightmare seeping into her words. Y/N listened intently, her expression growing sombre as she absorbed the weight of Tzuyu's fear.

Y/N - Wow. That sounds really intense. I'm sorry you had to go through that.

Y/N finally whispered after Tzuyu finished talking. 

Tzuyu nodded, a heaviness in her chest lifting as she shared the burden with Y/N. 

Tzuyu - I know it was just a dream, but it felt so real, and I can't shake the fear of losing you.

Y/N reached out, squeezing Tzuyu's hand reassuringly. 

Y/N - I'm right here, Tzuyu unnie. I'm not going anywhere. Dreams can be scary, but they're not real. We're family, and I'm here for you.

As the evening wore on, Tzuyu's anxiety began to ease. Y/N's words were a salve to her troubled mind, and the bond between the two sisters strengthened. However, as night fell once again, a new wave of unease settled over Tzuyu. The nightmare still lingered in the recesses of her mind, and she couldn't shake the feeling that something bad was about to happen.

In the quiet of the night, Y/N stirred from her sleep. The moon bathed the room in a soft glow as she sat up, sensing Tzuyu's restlessness. 

Y/N - Sis, are you okay? *whispers as she reaches out to shake Tzuyu gently*

Tzuyu blinked, her eyes wide with fear. 

Tzuyu - Y/N, I can't shake this feeling that something bad is going to happen. Please, promise me you'll be careful.

Y/N frowned, concern etching her features. 

Y/N - Tzuyu, it's just a feeling. You can't let a dream control your emotions. I promise I'll be careful, okay? But you need to get some rest.

Tzuyu nodded reluctantly, the fear still lingering in her eyes. 

Tzuyu - I just can't shake this feeling of dread.

Y/N sighed, pulling Tzuyu into a comforting embrace. 

Y/N - I understand that you're worried, but you can't let fear control you. I'm here, and I'll be careful. Now, let's get some rest. Tomorrow is a new day.

As Y/N held her sister close, Tzuyu felt the warmth of the embrace soothing the lingering fears. The bond between the two sisters was unbreakable, and as they drifted back to sleep, the moon watched over them, casting a protective light over the shared dreams of the night.

And this made them share one thought:

I love my dear chosen family.

A/N: I'm sorry for any errors. English is not my first language. Pls, let me know if there is something wrong, ty for reading <3

[safyresky]

So I don't really know what the Crystal Springs stuff is, but I was casually scrolling the tag on your blog and it looks really compelling! Do you have a quick little blurb of what it is because I am delighted by what I have skimmed. (I am also too tired rn to comprehend things so maybe I will get it when looking after some sleep, but still.)

What a DELIGHTFUL ask to wake up to! Thank you, Anon! I will DO MY BEST to be short & sweet & to the point for you bc I totally get it lmao--I am an ALWAYS tired bitch 🤭

Crystal Springs was (and is!) a fanfic (genfic) I wrote as a continuation to the Christmas movie The Santa Clause 3. It focuses on Jack Frost, post-thawing at the end of the movie, and how things have been going for him in the year following. Here's the (long form from ao3) summary for you:

It's been almost a year since Jack Frost thawed and things are looking...well, not so great. Jack's powers are seemingly gone. Without them, the Dome that keeps the North Pole safe from the cold and its magic controlled is melting, putting everything and everyone magical at risk. Unable to hide his power shortage any longer, Jack is forced to admit the truth. Thankfully, there is a solution: enacting the Legate Law, bringing Jack and the sister that he hurt so many centuries ago back together again. But when Jacqueline starts experiencing destructive blackouts, the pair are forced to head back home to Crystal Springs, bringing Jack face to face with the rest of his estranged family. Needless to say, between getting his powers back, helping his sister figure out what in the FROST those blackouts even were, reconciling with his parents, meeting the two even younger siblings he didn't even KNOW he had, NOT TO MENTION the ancient threat that's had it out for the ENTIRE Frost family finally making a move? Saving Christmas (regrettably) is looking to be a little bit...complicated.

You can read it HERE on ao3 and HERE on fanfiction dot net. I've been told it's quite good! ;)

Since writing it and posting it in 2012ish, it's kind of taken a life of it's own? Hence the fun tag, lol. It's grown so big and I've got so many little guys in it now that it's become so far removed from the movies it's not even funny, and I'd LOVE to one day see about publishing it! After like, 7 plus degrees of removal because I am not unconvinced that Disney wouldn't come after me about it, given who their lead actor for that particular franchise is.

Anyway, you don't really need to watch the movies to get it; and you can start right at Crystal Springs in terms of reading order! There is a sort of prologue to the fic, called Meet the Frosts, (ao3 is the most up to date/nice to read version of it) in which we do that exact thing! It has a really good "history of Crystal Springs" lore dump in chapter one, which you can find right here on the hellsite, even! It's a fun summary of the beginnings of CS, how it came to be ruled by a monarchy, and how the monarchy was eventually replaced with a democracy inspired system via the Assembly.

So what is Crystal Springs, itself?

It is a magical landmass hidden away from the rest of the world in which all SORTS of fantasy creatures, legends, folktales, magical beings and so on and so forth can see and visit and call their home, if they'd like.

It has existed for THOUSANDS of years. It's been through three whole eras (roughly) and all sorts of magical shenanigans ensue there! It's called Crystal Springs because the centre of the landmass holds a huge, sprawling series of freshwater springs in the mountains, and they heal all magical beings.

It's basically just a big, huge melting pot of fantasy creatures and I'm so very fond of it! The main characters at present are usually the Frosts, lol.

There's Jack, of course. Then there's his younger sister/second-in-command/next in line for the title of Jack Frost, Jacqueline. Crystal Springs focuses on them reuniting and Jacqueline dragging Jack back home to reunite with the rest of his family: Winter, his mother, the literal season; Blaise, his father, ex-prince of Crystal Springs, governor of the capital of the continent, the city of Crystal Springs (they got a whole New York, New York thing going on there lol), and his two youngest siblings he's never met: The Twins, Fino and Fiera, who live to be cute, set things on fire, wreak chaos and hit you with wisdom when you least expect it.

While Winter is winter, Blaise is a summer sprite. Not Summer herself, of course; but a sprite with all the powers of the summer season! So half of Jack's family is just on fire 🤭

There are a whole HOST of other characters you'll meet along the way! The other seasons, the other Legendary Figures, their seconds in command; OCs friends have made that sometimes appear in Crystal Springs (usually under the cs au tag); fics inspired by the story??!?!?! (Absolutely WILDING thing to see fr fr!) Miller's Law is a DELIGHTFUL read, focusing on Lucy (who thawed Jack) and Jack, featuring the cast of Crystal Springs/low key taking place in a world where Crystal Springs exists! AND it has the AMAZING Melusine, one of the aforementioned friendly neighbourhood OCs! Jacqueline herself has story hopped in Rules of Engagement, where we meet her biffer, Elle!

There's plenty of oneshots and sillies in the smile shots tag. I have a sequel planned that is a wip (the beginning and end are beat sheeted/note plotted out, but the middle. She eludes me. For now...) and I've shared some shadowy snippets from that! Sometimes I dabble in CS angst, and those are sometimes filed under frowny shots because I think I'm cute and clever, lol.

There's also a GIGANTIC HUMONGOUS fic called The Twelve Years of Frostmas (on ao3 and ff dot net) that focuses on the timeline in the movie when Jack takes over as Santa, leaving Jacqueline to take over as Jack Frost! That one is a very fun romp! VERY LONG. May need some more third movie context but is very enjoyable, or so I've been told ;)

I do talk about it quite a bit because I love it to death, and lately I've been tagging everything cs related as "cs posting" so people can blacklist it if they came here for fandom and fandom ONLY. I should probably make that it's own post but I figured I'd add it here for the curious who made it this far. On that note!

Sorry this got a bit out of hand anon, if you made it this far. I really need an elevator pitch for this thing, or like, a masterpost guide I can pin. Problem is, I quite enjoy pinning the art my friends make because it brings me joy and I need EVERYONE to see it lol!

Hopefully somewhere in this mess of text I helped explain CS to you a little bit! And ty for asking! I have now been awake for two hours and am doing cartwheels in my head I'm so happy to have gotten this ask (I can't do cartwheels irl/probably should do cartwheels at work lmao)

[tunastime]

TUNA TUNA TUNA TUNA TUN- *trips and falls on my face*

That docsuma fic huh HUH , I absolutely LOVED it you don't even know how hungry I am for those two interacting, especially in dbhc au

You just kinda know when to post these I guess since I've been thinking about dbhc docsuma lately and this fic saved me

and just to put it into perspective, I am a person who prefers oneshots drabbles stuff like that, you know short stuff, whenever it's a longer fic I need to take breaks y' know but you have accomplished something that almost no one could because you made me read the whole +3000 words fic in one sitting and then I even re-read it which I NEVER do, so that's how good your writing is I guess wow....- there aren't many authors who can put such realistic images in my head when I read something

also props for writing sleep deprived/exhausted Xisuma so realistically - It's a popular thing in xisuma-centric fics but DAMN you definetely know how to write it properly, in a way that really makes me enjoy the fic. I like how you portrayed that feeling of when you, like, flow from sleep to concious state when you're tired it's just MMMMMM (need to add that descriptions of Doc's feelings are really sweet he's such a silly guy he's so confused <3 also how much he cares for X is so cute <333)

^ this sleepy derp invaded my computer today so I'm handing him back to you

Sorry for the long ramble! Just needed to tell you how much I enjoyed reading it, it made my day for sure!

PICKS YOU UP AND PUTS YOU BACK ON YOUR FEET. GRABS YOUR SHOULDERS. MAY MAY MAY MAY I'm going to explode into one billion small pieces!!!!!

FIRST OF ALL. XISUMA. XISUMA IN MY ASK BOX? HE IS SO PRECIOUS TO ME?? ;.; ohh the way he looks so so tired and comfortable, and the lighting is so soft, I adore him so much.

gimme a second I need to lie down. brother, I am CRAZY about them on such a fundamental level brother it is NOT OKAY. I'm not okay. I needed to post this as soon as possible so people knew that KJSHDFJKDSHF

but also, WAUGH?? WAU!! I'm so so honored... I'm always a multiple sitting reading girlie because I get either so so sucked in and NEED to stop myself, or I'm reading at such an inopportune time LOL. BUT THAT IS SO SWEET. AUGH. I'm so so glad when I get something across (like sleepy xisuma, or the half-consciousness, or xisuma all stiff and in pain, or the sleepy affection). and writing Doc like this has been sooooo fun.

Doc really is trying hard to grapple with something he doesn't quite understand or can't compartmentalize, and I spent a good and fair amount of time talking with shep about how xisuma and him might be interacting without the helmet on, what emotions might come into play, and how they might both navigate that situation. I like to joke that nobody understand xisuma/docsuma like I do but that absolutely cannot be true LMAOO I'm just crazy about him/them for no reason

auwawugh. sniffling really pathetically. I need to go lie down I think <3

[genderqueerpositivity]

Why do meds never affect me in the ways I've been warned they will lol.

I was told to expect Strattera to make me nauseous, and to eat something light when I take it. Was also told to take it right after waking up because I won't be able to sleep if I take it before bed. And I was told that I wouldn't really be able to tell if it's working for 3-4 weeks minimum.

It's been less than a week. So far, zero nausea whether I take on an empty stomach or after eating 4 tacos. Less than an hour after taking it, I'll be looking for things to do to keep myself awake. Not because I am tired, but because it feels like everything is moving so fucking slowly.

It's almost like...understimulation, but without the usual frustration and irritation that typically comes along with that.

I'm used to a usual...stream of background sound inside my own head; almost as I had a radio in each room of the house, all on different stations, at different volumes. A constant low-key anxiety that feels like itching or buzzing under my skin. And a nearly compulsive need to move.

All gone.

My only real concern is how it's affecting me emotionally. It isn't a numbness (which I have experienced on other medications before), I definitely still feel my emotions. But it's different. Less intense. On one hand, I am not comfortable with this because it feels...unnatural for me.

But on the other, I have been embarrassed for so fucking long because I have so many issues identifying and controlling my emotions in the moment. Is turning them down a bit really a bad thing?

As far as improving executive functioning goes, I think it's too soon to tell if this will be as effective as the Adderall was in that department. It's too soon to tell if this is going to be a good thing for me in general, I think.

[fruitbaatt]

Daily Thoughts And Overview #5

SHIN THU MO CHAIRDEAN I ALMOST FORGOT TO POST A DAILY OVERVIEW!!!

I actually did pretty good today I think. I only got through one video taking notes bc my wrist got sore after about an hour (The first in the "learn Gaelic with The Witcher" series by Gaelic with Jason) But I took to it really well I think.

It was super nice to learn terms that felt like they might have niche uses related to my interests (I'm not actually a fan of The Witcher, but I do like fantasy.)!:3 For example I learned how I might say a character is a monster hunter ['S e sealgair nan uilebheistean a th'ann.] which is a type of character I do enjoy a lot!!! So that feels cool and relevant and awesome!!! Like wow. Gabriel Van Helsing s' sealgair nan uilebheistean a th'ann. E seo glè sgionneil... Maybe if I continue on this series I can try rewatching the movie and write some stuff about him as practice!!! That is if it gives me more stuff that happens to be helpful to talk about him anyway lol. Like I say I'm not familiar with The Witcher so I don't know what will likely come up!!!

It's also maybe satisfying the urge to watch videos on random media I'm unfamiliar with HJAHAHAHA. Oh I also achieved the goal I set yesterday of using a Gàidhlig video as my nightly background noise, and I found some more songs in Gàidhlig I really like.

Tha Mi Sgith I particularly like a lot because it's easiest to try and follow a teeny bit with what I do know. The chorus is easy to parrot even the parts I don't actually know the meaning of yet, I can still sing along - and I know it's just "I am tired" at some bits so I can feel good about knowing that off the top of my head when I listen to it LMAO. It's fun!!! And the version I listened to has a very nice little instrumental and vocal combo that scratches my brain just right. Glè mhath. :3 Mànran also continues to go down fantastically I'm straight grooving to em for real

OKAY I'M GOING TO BED NOW. THA MI GLÈÈÈÈÈÈ SGITH. BUT LIKE FOR REAL AND NOT JUST THE SONG LMAO. (I NEED TO FIX MY SLEEP SCHEDULE BUT I WANTED TO GET A LITTLE SOMETHING WRITTEN OUT AT THE VERY LEAST AFTER YESTERDAY'S DISAPPOINTMENTS!!!)

Latha math mo chairdean... May it treat You well wherever You are :3

[flaminaroundlikeastar]

GN!Reader x Any Male!Autobot💕

Fandom : Transformers

Series : Any

Warning : SFW // family friendly, wholesome, some teasing, lil bit romantic <3

Note(s) : I chose autobots because I want a peaceful interaction and decepticons ain't about chit chat xD they straight up kidnapping you / Y/N LOL(Might make it into a fic who knows >//<)

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You were sitting in your room, reading an old novel until you heard a sudden, but gentle tap on your window. You moved your head to see who is it. " Hey Y/N! It's almost time for our trip " he announced. " What trip?  " you thought to yourself, but then it clicked and you remembered that you indeed planned a trip about a month ago. " Ohh, that trip! Of course I'm coming. " you said as you put your novel aside and went to take a shower and put on new clothes. He was very excitedly awaiting for you outside, but he tried to keep it cool.

You stepped outside and locked the doors. " I'm here. " you said calmly as he opened a door for you to sit down on the passenger's seat. " Great! " he said as he turned on the engine and semi-quiet music. He was indeed excited, but not too much of course. After all it was but a short trip.

It was 20:40 (40 min past 8 PM) as he was still driving across the city. After thinking for too long, you decided striking a conversation with him. " Do you ever get tired after long driving?" You asked curiously, to which he replied, jokingly a bit " Well, you don't need to drive yourself, I'm giving you that real 'passenger princess' treatment over here ~ " to which you laughed a bit. He wasn't wrong there though. It's a big difference between being a driver and a passenger. After an hour or so of small talk, you decided to star gaze as it was dark enough to see the stars. After a long pause, he asked curiously " I noticed you like staring at stars a lot, is there a particular reason? " To which you responded with " Stars are beautiful, there's a vast amount of them, which allows me to relax a bit from real life worries. " you said with a faint, but a warm smile. " You know what's even more beautiful than that? Your adorable spaced out face when you stargaze ~ " he teased you a bit. " Stop it, you lil goofball " you said giggling a bit. " What? It's the truth, honey, your eyes are shiny like stars ~ ". That completely swept you away. You were blushing a lot, but tried hard not to make it obvious. He knew anyways. Teasing you, even in small amounts was always his favourite hobby.

It was 01:00 ( 1 AM ) and ironically you were getting sleepy. Normally you're a night owl, but for some reason you really felt like sleeping. After a short pause you asked him to stop so you could go into the back row to sleep in full body. There was a small pillow and a blanket, because he's fully aware of you feeling sleepy during night time trips. You absolutely wrapped yourself in that blanket and slowly drifted into a sleep state. The white noise and slight rocketing really gets you everytime.This was his favorite part of trip, as he really enjoys seeing you all wrapped up and adorable, like a napping cat.

By 07:00 (7 AM) he has already arrived home for about an hour or two now. He didn't wake you up though, just allowed you to rest a bit. After a while you opened your eyes. " Hey, good morning, how was your sleep? " he asked enthusiastically. " Good " you sit down to stretch a bit. " You look darn adorable when you sleep. Especially when you hide half of your face into blanket ~ " he teased you again. " Heyy, stop it, you silly " you said blushing a lot and being defensive about it. " How is that even adorable? " you asked out of curiosity. " You look like a cat napping, all cute, warm and vulnerable, heh, it's sure a view to admire ~ " he replied with a cheeky smile, well, at least you assumed that based on his tone, because he was still in his alt mode. " We should definitely do more trips heh. " he said enthusiastically as he let you outside, for you to head home.You two are definitely not forgetting it any time soon <3.