#NO PRESSURE to do the silly tag game if you dont feel like it. it was fun tho :]

[its-chips-main]

Tagged by: @dykedragons

Name: chips !

Sexuality: somewhere on the ace spectrum. wouldnt you like to know what that means weatherboy

Favourite DND classes: definitely rogue. i love causing problems on purpose

Dog or cat person: cat person all the way !!! ive only ever had dogs growing up and im over them lol

Current time: 2:42pm

Dream job: definitely art/streaming/something creative that will probably never pay the bills <3

Favourite animal: WORLD'S HARDEST QUESTION uhmmmm....... snakes?? owls??? snow leopards??? dragons??????? i have so many.

Blog creation date: idk actually! and idk where to look and im lazy. ive been here for a million years though

Reason for URL: im chips and this is my blog :]

Followers I'd like to know better (if you feel like doin this meme!): @moominmeister @everysinglepheel @nebulous-nevermore @sugar-free-byproducts @thewisestdino :D

[charrlote365]

One Step Deeper

Reference Idol: fromis_9 LEE CHAEYOUNG Word Count: 10.513

Tags: Pranks, feet, Kpop idol, fantasy, fromis_9, Lee Chaeyoung

It was a lazy Saturday afternoon, the kind where the sunlight filters through the curtains just enough to cast a golden glow over the room. I had been lazying around in my living room, surrounded by my collection of Marvel action figures, each meticulously assembled and proudly displayed on the shelves. The doorbell rang, breaking the silence.

"Coming!" I called out, pushing myself off the couch and heading towards the door.

As soon as I peeked from the door hole before opening it, I could see there stood Chaeyoung in front of my door, her bright smile lighting up her face. She was wearing a casual outfit, and a straw hat. Yeah, summer has arrived, and she already look hot in her outfit. Ehem, hot, I mean literally hot since its 38C outside today. Yet, still managed to look effortlessly chic, as always. Fate works in a mysterious way, and somehow Chaeyoung and I had been 'close' for years, long before she became an idol. It feels like as if I'm her guardian angel. Despite her busy schedule, we still made time to hang out whenever possible.

"Hey there, stranger danger," she greeted, stepping inside. "I brought some snacks!"

"Hey! Stranger danger?? You're even more dangerous person here," I teased back, stepping aside to let her in. "Snacks, huh? Aww you really know the way to my heart."

We settled into the living room, munching on chips and catching up on life. It wasn’t long before Chaeyoung, ever the prankster, suggested we play a game to spice things up.

"You don't have games around to play? Boring. How about Truth or Dare?" she suggested with a mischievous glint in her eye.

"Alright," I agreed, knowing full well that with Chaeyoung, this game could go anywhere.

We took turns, the questions and dares starting off innocently enough. She dared me to sing a snippet of one of her songs in the most dramatic way possible, and I dared her to do a silly dance routine. Laughter filled the room, each round bringing us closer to the inevitable escalation.

It was Chaeyoung’s turn to dare me again. She grinned wickedly, and I knew I was in for it.

"I dare you lay on the floor and my feet right on your dick," she said, her eyes sparkling with mischief holding laugh.

I raised an eyebrow, a sense of foreboding creeping in. "What did you just say????"

"You don't dare?? Huh, pussy," she replied, her grin widening.

Reluctantly, I stood up, and laying on the floor. This situation is really bad for me, because although it's degrading, I found it to be sexy and exciting. I dont know what Chaeyoung is thinking, she maybe went crazy after walking under that hot weather outside.

Chaeyoung stood up, slipping off her casual shoes to reveal a pair of sleek, brown heels with some leather laces around it and I could see her toe nails painted black, making the whole feet set looking elegant yet deadly to my heart.

"Since I'm in good mood now, let me spare you this time, but if you lose the next round, I’m stepping on your dick," she declared, her tone both playful and serious.

My heart raced. This was a high-stakes game now. We started the next round, the tension palpable. The question was simple, but my nerves got the better of me, and I gave the answer.

Chaeyoung burst out laughing, seeing my defeat. "Looks like I win!"

I watched, half in horror, half in excitement, as she positioned her heel above my delicate junior. With a teasing glance in my direction, she applied pressure, the crunch of my pepe echoing in the room. My beloved junior is being crushed by her heels, and I couldn't help my self to let a moan out.

"Ahh.. Chaeng ahh.. No, Chaeng! Stop! Please, I'm begging you!" I yelled, as I reached out my hand and gripped her legs, feigning desperation.

She paused for a moment, her heel still on the top of my dick. "Oh? Are you really begging me?" she asked, her eyes twinkling with mischief.

"Yes! Think of my future! Our future! Our kids!" I pleaded dramatically, my hands clasped her legs even harder.

Chaeyoung laughed, a bright, infectious sound. "You're so dramatic! I know you're enjoying it right," she said, pressing down even harder slowly.

"Chaeyoung, nooo!" I continued, my voice a mix of genuine concern and playful exaggeration. "You're a monster!"

I could feel her heels from my dick skin, the texture is hard, and the way she was stepping hard on it while rubbing them on my junior making me more excited, the pain was turning into tickles, which slowly grew into ecstasy. Without even realizing it, my body arched back as I push my crotch even harder on the surface of her heels and matching the rubbing rhyme of her foot on my crotch. I've reached my limit and my eyes started to roll back as my body twitched hard, I finally came. I had never come that hard in my whole life, that's the most satisfying thing ever. And you know what? She realized what just happened.

"Ohh..You actually look like you're enjoying this," she teased, stepping back and surveying the damage. My cum was over all the places. It squirted out from my short pants onto the floor and all over her feet temple.

I, who still trying to catch a breath, shaking my head. "Maybe I am. It's weirdly satisfying, but sorry, I messed up your heels and my cement is now all over your feet."

She raised an eyebrow, her grin widening. "Yeah? and whose fault is that? Now lick clean them up"

I nodded, still feeling the adrenaline rush. "Okayy!! Bring it on!", I then licked her starting from her thighs. She was holding herself from laughing from the tickles. Oh my good lawd she's indeed an idol. Her legs were shaved clean so they were so smooth and pale white. My tongue was surfing on her skin like I was licking a giant soap bar mixed with her skin pheromones.

"Ahh.. that tickles", she said with her breath getting faster. She must be feeling it too. I continued licking to her feet, there's mixed aroma of my cement, her sweat, her perfume and her feet odor. They all combined together as a cocktail of sensation that's beyond words, hitting my taste and smell buds and I could feel my dick getting bigger again.

"Hey, I saw that". She said while looking how big my dick got big again even after all that just happened. "Let me kill it again", she said with a grin on her face.

I swallowed hard, knowing what's going to happen (again). "You're really enjoying this, aren't you?", I teased her.

She nodded slowly few times while looking straight at me, her grin mischievous. "Absolutely. Ready?". I quickly laid down on the floor again with my pepe standing up hard rock. Her face clearly showed she really enjoying to tease me… with her feet. She placed her feet around my dick with a deliberate, almost with love care, as if mocking the very fragility of it. My dick, wrapped in her delicate feet, I could feel her skin wrapping them, it kind of feel cold, despite the heat of our situation right now. My cement from before added the sticky feeling to it and acted as grease to smooth out the friction between our skin. Chaeyoung’s grin widened, and I could see the glint of mischief in her eyes.

Slowly, she started grinding my dick with both of her feet, clamping them up around as if she wanted to strangle down my dick. The sharp feeling suddenly raised within it, my delicate dick. I couldn't help myself from moaning again. "Begging won't help you now," she teased, her voice a sing-song taunt that sent shivers down my spine knowing how crazy she could be. She held the position, allowing my tense to build.

From my point of view from the floor, I could see every muscle in her leg and the blue veins bulging from her feet, and the way her feet strangling my dick slowly seemed almost like suspended in time. The heel hovered graciously, casting a small shadow to the side of us, away from the sunray shining through the window. My heart pounded in my chest as I watched, caught in a mix of excitement and fear of my dick getting crushed by her big feet as she's is grinding them even harder and faster. I couldn't hold it anymore, I wanted to let her know how good it felt.

"Chaeyoung, pleaseee, It feels so good now so please don't stop. I'm going to come againn very soonn" I pleaded, my voice cracking with a blend of genuine concern and playful desperation. I knew she wouldn’t stop anyways, but part of the thrill was in the act of begging, in the slim, tantalizing hope that she could feel the excitement together with me.

She glanced down at me, her eyes twinkling with delight. "You're really going to make me do this, huh?" she asked, her tone both teasing and triumphant. Her foot descended deeper slowly, then.. out of nowhere, as if it's a jump scare from a cheap horror movie, she gripped my dick with her feet much harder and even put her weight on them, as I didn't expected that to happen, I shouted so loud I feared the whole neighborhood could hear my scream.

"Chaeyoung ahhhhhh!" I cried out loud, as I finally came the second time, a strange exhilaration coursed through me like a lighting. I couldn't tell apart between the pain and the feeling of ecstasy anymore as they both were overwhelming me at the same time.

I was twitching like a broken doll on the floor. "You're a monster!" I yelled, half-laughing, half-serious. She found it exhilarating that I was in a such pathetic situation.

"And I know you're loving every second of this," she replied, stepping back to enjoy my pathetic face. She wiggled her toes, as if to spread out my cement which now covered her feet even thicker. She then suddenly sat down on the floor and bowed down towards me and started cleaning my dick with her mouth. I could feel the deep warmth from inside of her mouth since her feet was kind of cold earlier. She licked and sucked the leftover cements from my dick tip like its the last sip from the boba drink. I Couldn't help myself not to put my hands on her head and push her head down to my crotch to keep her doing whatever she's doing right now.

When she finished, she looked up to me with her puppy eyes and gulped everything she just licked from my dick and asked, "Happy now?".

I looked at her, then changed my view to all the mess we made. "Maybe?," I teasingly answered, a grin spreading across my face.

Chaeyoung’s eyes sparkled with satisfaction as she took her place back on the couch. "I knew it. Ready for more?"

I was frozen. I thought this already ended but now she asked to do even more. I nodded slowly, still feeling the tickle-ness on my dick. "B-Bring it on, Chaeyoung. But please, be gentle this time with me!"

She laughed hard, nodding. "Aight, Deal. But now, it's your turn to show me what the feet of yours can do to me." -End note: -I'm not into feet so I dunno if this considered good for feet lovers. Can comment if you're one of them lol. -Picked Chaeyoung again this time as reference since somehow I feel most comfortable with her in my head and heart with different kind of plots. -My next work will be about Hayoung! A sweet one almost like fluff like.. hopefully.

[expendables-ropg]

THE EXPENDABLES: R O P G

So who we are? we are a group of expendables sended down here to get the cristal

''so you all are trying your hardest to get the cristal and not die, right?''

....weeeeell, no, we just are messing around the facility :p

But here's the

Redy

Sup its me, redy!

Im a 19 years old idiot, i was accused of second degree murder and kidnapping 4 innocents, other people say i shouldnt be here and that my crimes are faked, which the worse part is that its true

i like strawberries and Poyo, but i dont like Diving (EVEN THOUGH IM OBLIGATED TO DO SO)

i like talking with others and looking at everything, others call me curious (and stupid), but who knows if theres a little drawer with research somewhere?

Also i have a gun (:

And here's the

Orany

Hello everyone my name is Orany, im the 22 year old kind of girl that if you stop watching for a second is gonna fucking stab you in the back

why? it would be fun

I like grewy (because hes my boyfriend ) and baked potatoes, and im terrified of heights, have you never felt scared of being so high that you feel how your body could at any moment fall to the floor and die?

So here's the

(she asked for a more formal Divider)

Piky

yeaaa...so im Piky, the smartest one of these guys-

''thats a lie one of the many deaths you had you literally died to Searchlights because you-''

ALRIGHT ALRIGHT I UNDERSTAND

Im just trying to do my job here, tho being silly like these idiots isnt that bad, sometimes is fun, makes me forget my crimes lmao

I dont like nothing or no one at the moment

i fucking hate @asksearchlights, and her stupid wife

Anyways, here we founded the

Grewy

howdy, im Grewy!

i have been sentenced to death penalty because of Murdering 6 people because of an explosion i caused and arson

yea no balls, im telling my crimes

I like Orany (Orany my beloved❤️) and pizza, i dont like darkness....

I like being silly even thought other people looks at me scared, im sure they will eventually get used to it, but i can also be S E R I U S when i need to be

QUICK REMINDER!:

This is a vague description of the characters, theres a lot more about them that you will figure out in rps

How to apply to the new blog

Rules:

-I dont want politics in this askblog

-NO NSFW

-im okay with suggestive things but remember theres a limit

-Im fine with gore, and i love rping

-Anyone can ask, and better if its asked by a askblog

RP guide:

''Redy talks in a red color''

''Orany talks in a orange color''

''Piky talks in a pink color''

''Grewy talks in a green color''

[This means ooc/mod talking]

*This is how to say an action*

If you want to do a rp, start your ask with ''{RP}'' or ''{RolePlay}''

Tags:

#Expendables ropg responds - (answers to your asks)

#Expendables ropg art - (share art, theres no drawings of them yet so go wild!)

#OC to ROPG interactions - (any interaction of your OC to any ROPG member)

Inspiration:

This whole blog is inspired by @asksearchlights blog, which was also inspired by @ask-eyefestation blog

Also the game from this blog is Pressure from Roblox

Quick mod notes/edits:

-Mod native language isnt english, so i will probably do grammar mistakes, sorry ):

[ mod is He/Him]

I have indeed reached the final part of the game, but died unfortunately

this blog is probably not related to the original game, so expect silly stuff/theories / any headcanon / and funny momments to happend here, after all the point is to have fun :)

@Aeott is the mod of this blog

Thanks for seeing all of this, i hope you enjoy this askblog as much as i enjoyed making it ^ ^

[kiiyome-art]

I've been thinking a lot about destiny lately, and how I want to go about writing and drawing out my warlock, Vienna's, story, now that the light and dark saga is coming to a close. I was a bit late to the destiny scene, all things considered, and between my creative struggles and (trying) to be a functional human being, I've not created as much as id have liked to. So come along with me on my little rant as I think allowed my thoughts, if you feel so inclined.^^

There's still so much I want to write, and stories to tell within the destiny universe.

I started playing the game during season of the plunder, when my friends introduced me to it, and we became a glorious fireteam! I was drawn to the pretty warlock space magic immediately, and thus, Vienna was born. ( Though I've since become a hunter main, she's still my favorite blorbo. )

I quickly fell in love with the story and it's characters, dug deep into the lore and since then, her story has gone through a LOT of changes. I try to stick close to the canon story for the most part, in my universe Vienna is the young wolf who was risen in D1, and has since gone through most of what we see throughout the dlcs and seasons past then, I'll probably elaborate on that further at one point.

Most of my drawings that I've posted here are fun little doodles, occasional quips between characters, and overall "for fun" stuff. The majority of what I've thought up for Vienna has been confined to my own head and the rare rants to my friends. And now with final shape being so close, I feel myself pressured to know, and write down, everything that I can. Which, realistically, is silly.

I had plans to make a three minute animatic of Vienna during forsaken since it was a MASSIVE turning point for her, have it out by final shape, then make an entirely NEW animatic based off OF final shape, mostly inspired by Caydes return. Whilst I had mapped out most of it and gotten some rough sketches down, I didn't even begin on the actual project. Could I have? Probably. Do i feel guilty about it? Yes. Will those projects still happen? Hopefully.

I know for all you creatives out there that might be reading this, the feeling of having plans, and not being able to carry through with them, or it not turning out how you wanted, is a shitty feeling, not foreign to ANY of us.

I felt myself compelled to write this in the first place because I know that, well, I'm not alone.

There's many creatives out there feeling the same pressure to get stuff done as I am, even if we don't say it. We want to have everything figured out, to create something wonderful, with the final shape feeling like "the end" of destiny as we know it and all. So this is me calling out to whoever might be listening; be nicer to yourself.

You have all the time in the world to create that animation, paint that painting, write that story. Just because final shape is "an ending," doesn't mean you can't still work on and have fun with the story beats you have in mind prior to Final Shape. No ones gunna call it silly, were all equally starved for content here. And who knows, once we all know how final shape ends, it might inspire you and help your story flow together better.

I'll try my best to tag my posts relating to Vienna and her fireteam with time stamps from now on, as I tend to jump all over the place and it could get really confusing really fast. The TLDR of it all;

Don't feel guilty about unfinished projects. Final shape isn't the end, dont let it be, and dont feel confined to just creating content relating to post final shape.

That's all! I appreciate you reading if you got this far, and im excited to see the amazing things the Destiny corner of tumblr will come up with next.

See you starside! ( ´ ▽ ` )ﾉ

[yippayappa]

get to know me game (thank you to @sidsthekid for kindly tagging me!!)

do you make your bed? Yes! Im a big lay-on-the-bed person and I dont want my sheets to get gross while Im in my day clothes

what's your job? Speech Language Pathologist!

Bryan Rust's write up about how an SLP helped change his life made me feel emotional

if you could go back to school, would you? No one could pay me enough money to go back to school- this is it babey

can you parallel park? big no

do you think aliens are real? How could they not be

can you drive a manual car? no and my fiance makes fun of me because of it

guilty pleasure? mindlessly scrolling youtube shorts for many hours

tattoos? Did my own stick-n-poke when I was 15 and .. it's not! good!

favorite color? green and purple (shrek core)

favorite type of music? pop- especially Lady Gaga

do you like puzzles? uh yeah I guess so- word puzzles more than physical puzzles

any phobias? emetophobia

favorite childhood sport? gymnastics, although I did swimming and soccer for a long time

do you talk to yourself? only in my head, not aloud

tea or coffee? neither!

first thing you wanted to be be when growing up? a nurse? which is silly now because of that emetophobia

what movies do you adore? Lincoln, There Will Be Blood, The Parent Trap, You've Got Mail, and Pride and Prejudice (2005)

tagging... @rimouskis @idontlikeem @mxaether @ellen-shame no pressure!! this is just for fun :):)

[stinkrascal]

I think no one likes my tav :( I love that simblrs began to share other games like bg3! And the small amount that does it sticks together! They reblog each other's bg3 posts, do art for them, put cute tags to support each other, so nice to see!! I really want to be part of that, but no one seems to actually like the bg3 stuff I post🥹 do you have any advice for me?

hi anon, i'm sorry you're feeling this way :( to be honest i don't really know what could be causing ppl to overlook your posts. idk what advice i could give you bc some of my bg3 posts do really really well, and some of them get like maybe 5 notes depending on what time and what day i post 🙈 but please dm me if you like i'd love to follow u if i don't already!! i love rbing bg3 posts on my blog i'd love to rb your posts too! i want everyone to feel included in this community you know ;-; even if you don't feel like your posts get enough attention i promise that isn't an indication of you not being wanted in this community!! it just means you haven't found your audience yet, and that's totally ok. it took me many years of posting consistently on simblr before i found ppl who were interested in my silly video game screenshots and tbh i feel major imposter syndrome for even saying that like jade stfu what do u mean ppl care about your screenshots no they dont😭 so like idk. for me when i get really worked up about feeling like nobody cares about what i post i just try to like......... make a circle of a few mutuals whose opinions i really cherish and every time they interact with my posts in any capacity, liking, commenting, reblogging, etc, i consider that post a win lol. be like "oh well my circle of elite mutuals all liked this post that means this post is pretty cool isnt it!!" lol that sounds silly but it helped a lot for me, bc i was really prone to getting myself in these cycles where i felt like if my posts didnt hit a certain note count that means i suck and nobody likes my stuff and thats a sucky way to feel you know!! and like i don't really know how i can optimze your note count for you, idek how i optimize my own, at this point ive given up on that endeavor bc it just puts too much weird pressure on myself to live up to an arbitrary and unreachable standard. but i think trying 2 reframe the way you think about this situation is just as helpful, it was really helpful for me at least. obv i think tumblr is a place where our posts SHOULD be shared ie reblogging stuff!! and i always always always encourage people to reblog posts bc thats how our community grows and flourishes, thats literally how tumblr has to function to survive so DO IT!! but also with all that being said, it will be better for u in the long run if you don't put a lot of pressure on yourself to hit a certain note count to be a valid participant in this community, instead make it about the love of sharing your creations online, and being content w the fact that your creations are still cool even if it didn't hit a certain level of engagement u desired!! and you know what, when you start loving and passionately posting about your creations, ppl pick up on that excitement. they get excited too!! and then before you know it you do have a community of support! so please dont unduly stress yourself my friend. does this make any sense. idk. YOU GOT THIS ANON I BELIEVE IN YOU!!!!

[starscelly]

nine (9) people you'd like to know better

tagged by @eliooliver83 aaa thank uuu ily <3 <3 <3

last song: last song i listened to is "I Wanna Boi" but the cover from Sister Wife Sex Strike not the original !! the last song i saved (that i have been relentlessly listening to all day) is "Be Sweet" by Japanese Breakfast. follow me on spotify i have great taste and playlists etc etc

currently watching: just started the second season of the bear!!! im two episodes in and it's so so so good so far, ofc. i also need to watch the new season of iasip but i might do another full series rewatch before that so. time commitment.

currently reading: i swear i am going to start "beartown" any day now i just need to be ready to get sucked in and commit a whole day to it. i have been reading an unreal amount of hrpf recently tho fjdsfjks

current obsession: i have been delving into the sens recently like i am very intrigued and obsessed with their vibes that german boy Got Me dude and i might even like two (2) quebecois men now its insanity. im also drawing sm now that the season has ended and some of my ideas are so silly and fun so fjkdsfjks. stars are always here in my brain.

do this if u want but absolutely no pressure xoxo: @oetter @hintzy @kitnita @rookiestars @saltandpepperbox @puckmaidens and uhhhhh im sure im forgetting a million ppl so any of my mutuals pls feel free to partake!!! if you dont want/dont do tag games no worries !

[h3rmitsunited]

Tag Game: Eight Shows to Get to Know Me

Tagged by @agent-p-94 Thanks for the tag! 🥰🥰

agent-p-94's post here

In order of nothing with added details no one asked for because I can't do anything without rambling on forever and I could talk about all these shows for literal hours (ask me to please, I'd love to):

It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia: My chaotic comfort show. Been watching for years and years and its always good for some stupid laughs at crazy insane horrible people doing the most whack ass shit imaginable. And like so many episodes so like endless watchability.

Dirk Gently's Holistic Detective Agency: Watched for the first time in Aug 2020 and while it isn't currently as severe a hyperfixation and obsession as it was when I first watched it, its leveled out to a more stable and steady love and appreciation and like come on, the fandom is great. Ya'll are the best.

In the Flesh: This show is beautiful and heartbreaking and has a permanent place in my heart. I end up rewatching it basically every year just because I just have to. It always makes me cry.

Dead Like Me/Pushing Daisies/Hannibal: I'm just going to combine all three of these Bryan Fuller masterpieces that were all cancelled too soon to be fair. All of them are special in their own way and I adore the unique comedy, the snappy and intelligent dialogue, the irreverent and unique takes on death, and the eccentric and wild characters. (I never finished Wonderfalls, the other main Bryan Fuller show, so its not on the list sorry lol).

The Good Place: Such a good show. I went into it the first watched through (back when it was just the first season out) and had no idea what to expect and it just... I mean if you've seen it you know what the first season puts you through... and what looks like a silly dumb show about dumb bad people in the afterlife becomes this wonderful show about humans learning and growing and changing even after their lives are over. It's about our duty to be kind and understanding to other people, about finding ways to live with the gray parts of morality. A comedy show that talks about ethics and moral philosophy throughout the whole show without it feeling like a big boring slog. And ends in such a beautiful way that makes my heart ache and makes me cry just remembering it.

Community: This show is great. It's hilarious. I love the characters. I love the like theme episodes and dumb comedy and the catch phrases and wacky nonsense. It's just fun and great.

Schitt's Creek: This is a show that's just fun to stick on in the background now that I've rewatched like multiple times and know the whole story. I love seeing the characters grow and learn and get closer to each other. The way that they love each other as a family and end up spreading that love to the town, how they find their places and its just a beautiful, silly, and heartwarming show. (Will never be over the loss of Ted and Alexis. They were so special together.)

Tied for the final place: Parks and Recreation, Merlin, Doctor Who: These are shows that had a major impact on me, but I haven't actually rewatched in a few years. I used to do so many watches of Parks and Rec and I still have a love for the show and Benslie is a true OTP. Merlin is great and I'll rewatch episodes here and there but it can be a bit of a slog getting through entire seasons especially knowing how it all ends (😭). And Doctor Who, I'll say probably was the show that made me end up here (on tumblr). I watched in 2012, freshman year of college not really knowing anything about fandoms or like forum places like this, ended up on Instagram to check out more Doctor Who pics and memes and saw a ton of screenshots of tumblr and then finally gave in to make my own account in 2013. And now it's 10 years later and I'm a disaster. So thanks a lot Doctor Who...

Tagging... uhhhhhhh.... idk @hbdttg @trash-mammall @mowi0205 @definesupposedtobe @lavinialost (but like no pressure just ignore this if you dont wanna) plus anyone else that wants to do it!

[wyn-n-tonic]

hi ive seen your days of you and me inspo tags and was wondering if you could tell us anything about that story? i see you havent played the game so is it going from what you know from the shows trailers or are you basing it on the game version of the character bc you watched the cut scenes? are people that dont know the story going to be spoiled if we read before the show comes out? tia!

hi babe!!

i love all of these questions and am going to do my best to answer and explain and hopefully set your mind at ease! this is long so i've put it under a cut (no spoilers) because i don't want to take up too much dashboard real estate.

i have played the game but i played it a long time ago and i didn't do very well with it because games like that can make me have panic attacks (as silly as that might sound). but i haven't just watched the cutscenes, i've been watching the full playthroughs of the game (both original and the remake, there are subtle differences and additions) and the second game as well as the Left Behind DLC (totaling over 40 hours altogether). i've also been going over the script for the video game, studying the trailers of the show and i've got pictures from scenes and settings of the games to help me with descriptions. one of my beta readers is also a friend who studied the first game for school and helped with work on the second game in her internship (and has four TLOU tattoos, i trust her with my life.

people who don't know the story will not be spoiled for the story of the game/show before it comes out if reading Days of You & Me as it predates the story and is my interpretation based on Joel in the game and what i know of the trailers for how Joel would be and behave in a relationship. i am combining what i know of the games with what i know of the show and pre-outbreak Joel is being written as a combination of game Joel interpretation and my Frankie Morales/Marcus Pike interpretations.

this story is also not coming out right now as i want to have most of my series finished before i start posting it. that way i can ensure that strings near the end are tying nicely to strings at the beginning and i'm keeping consistency throughout.

i'm also planning to do it this way so that i can go in after watching the show and make sure that my details are cohesive with show Joel/Sarah/Tommy and settings and any bits of history Joel gives us (because we're supposed to get more Joel backstory than the games apparently).

another reason i've decided to it like this is so that the story is all done the way i want it done and i don't feel pressure or outside influence impacting the way i want to tell the story. i'm very excited though, this is the first story i'm seeing beginning to end in my head THIS clearly in a very long time.

this is a Joel/OFC story. her name is Alison Murphy and she's an emergency room nurse in Austin, Texas, who meets Joel while treating him. i don't think anything is really groundbreaking about this story, i just want to explore two humans who value family in different ways learning about one another and falling in love with one another and i'm really looking forward to sharing it with you all!!

[im-a-lil-simp]

any chance a simp could get some jealous Fundy? feel free to do this however you’d like, or just not do it all! no pressure <3 also, I adore your writing and you’re absolutely amazing!

Jealous! Fundy

I will always write Fundy headcannons. I check all of my favorite tags daily or close to it just cause I like to read before bed, and I am always disappointed at the lack of Fundy fics. Thank you so much for the love as well!

I was really vibing with Fundy tonight so I loved writing this so much.

Oh my god he gets so jealous.

But only exaggerated jealous if you know what I mean.

He only actually gets slightly jealous but he'll make a big deal out of it anyway.

If you're in public it depends on the situation.

He'd usually let himself simmer.

He'll get a little jealous and grab onto your hand, but it seems normal the whole time, other than the sudden pda.

When you guys are finally alone, he'll get overly pouty and he won't leave your side.

He'll walk around and hold onto your arm and when you stop he'll hug you from behind.

He is very whiny as well.

"But you're mineeeeeee"

"Come onnn, sit with me"

That last one he definitely said in an uwu voice.

He wants to cuddle with you the whole time.

Even though this man is always working on a video, or coding, or streaming.

He won't ever do it while he's streaming, but he'll keep you in his lap if he's doing other work.

Keeping you close to him helps to keep that small little amount of jealousy at bay.

Sometimes he gets so pouty that he'll ignore you.

Not in a rude way, he'll just go talk to his cat right in front of you and act like you aren't there.

"Can you believe this?"

"I dont like what I'm seeing here. Are you seeing this?"

"That guy has nothing on me. How much do you wanna bet I could beat him in a fight?"

Yes, you did actually hear him say that and yes, you did catch it on video.

He'll usually do that if you show him a picture or video of a guy, gal, or nonbinary pal that you think is hot.

But it's not the only time.

He'll also do it if you'd rather be doing something else, either because you need to get it done or because you're really excited to be doing it.

He is definitely the type to get jealous of your work or hobbies taking away time that you could be spending with him.

Moving on.

He definitely gets jealous around his friends as well.

It's really funny because you'll play with all of them, on or off stream, it doesn't matter.

And you and Eret flirt, like a lot.

It's just kind of something you do.

You'd be lying if you said that part of it wasn't to rile him up.

It could be kind of funny when he starts to get all protective and metaphorically puff his chest out.

Okay, sometimes he puffs out his chest.

He'll start to treat you like royalty, and will 100 percent act like your guard dog.

He'll start following you around in game and punch anyone else back, especially whoever you were flirting with.

He'll open any door for you and he won't let you kill any mobs, even if you need the xp.

He wants to prove he is worthy to you because you are his pride and joy and he must prove that he deserves to even look in your direction.

Which is silly because you couldn't imagine a world where you deserved him at all, so how could he not be worthy?

That thought makes you more than a little soft and you'll walk over and place a kiss on his cheek, even if he's streaming.

Chat loves it when you do that, especially because he always seems to light up when you do.

Lastly,

You know he's never very jealous, but it's definitely funny to see him act like it.

Sometimes he has you wheezing at some of his jealous comments, especially to his cat.

He's also very sweet when he's jealous though and you always know you're gonna get some cuddles.

You don't like making him jealous on purpose because you think it's a mean thing to do.

However, you'll still do it anyway because then you get free cuddles and lots of kisses.

But he knows that you love him very much.

This made me feel so soft inside :3

[inyoursheets]

joy?!

i was tagged by the wonderful @sothischickshe to list things which bring me joy and im gonna go ahead and use this as a blanket response to the sweet sunflower pass-the-happy ask box game asks sitting in my inbox rn bc ive been ignoring them too long and there’s so many of them and theyre haunting me oh my god

anyway,

sunsets!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! fuck me

im finding more moments in my day when listening to a podcast makes sense. im not a podcast person, im too impatient for it...or so i thought, until i discovered listening to a podcast while doing a chore makes it more fun. which is great bc there’s a lot of interesting ones out there

my bed omg i love my bed i love my bed i love my bed

all the fic im gonna read in my lifetime

all the fic im gonna write in my lifetime

writing in general. i love it. i mean i hate it but i love it

divine timing

flirting?? i dont think of myself as someone who’s good at that or frequently does it and yet i find myself thoroughly enjoying myself whenever i do flirt w someone

being fully present in the moment 💖 i do this maybe 2 minutes every year

laughing

feeling understood, known, seen and/or cared for

making blackout poetry

cutting up pictures out of books and magazines and stuff and taping them on my wall

making banana bread

eating banana bread

bringing banana bread on first dates for gay reasons

bringing up being queer for no reason

bringing up being queer for significant reasons

completely sinking into a book

having one of those deep conversations w a friend where suddenly we come to a new understanding of ourselves or existence

trees

how at any given moment of any given day my tits look amazing

listening to music and suddenly being struck by lyrics as if by lightning and suddenly the need to write is so acute i drop everything to Feel and Write

wandering around a new place, city, neighborhood

scented candles. like ones that smell good to me

yes, comments on my fics

journalling

making gifts for people. assembling silly little things like the silly little curator i think i am

certain dishes like chicken-in-the-hat

getting excited about writing. like. i know writing is already on the list here but what brings me joy is when im all fired up about it and ready to kick a hole in the wall, that’s how much i wanna write

self knowledge/reflection/growth

zest (of lemons)

zest (for life)

im tagging @harpersplay, @icanthearyoufromhereplease, @jade-marie, @mrslackles, @bathroombreaks, @blizabrth, @querenaxx, @audreydear, @riosgoodgirll, @septiembrre and @medievalraven to also do this if you feel like it, no pressure. but i highly encourage you to do this

[missjaystone]

What’s up, Doc?

This is my submission for darkficsyouneveraskedfor​ ‘Watching-Stalker AU Challenge’ (And yes, after asking initially from an entirely new account before posting on a secondary blog, I’m too embarrassed to tag Roo again.)

Prompt 11: Everyone knows about celebrity stalkers, but what happens when a celebrity is the stalker? Kinks: Forced Pregnancy/Breeding, A/B/O

Word Count: 3000

Relationship: Dark!Steve x Fem!Reader x Dark!Bucky Trigger Warnings: nonconsensual/dubious consent, forced pregnancy/breeding, A/B/O dynamics, abuse of power(?). PLEASE DONT READ IF THESE OFFEND YOU (PS Everyone: I’m sorry to redirect everyone to another blog but I’m too nervous about having 'missjaywrites’ as only a secondary blog. The first blog post on miss_jay_stone with stay but that blog is officially abandoned. Henceforth everything will be posted here.)

Being a doctor meant stressful moments, being a military doctor meant stressful days, weeks, months, or years. However, being a doctor specifically for the Avengers was an entirely new level of pressure. Being the person to patch up or perform surgery on literal superheroes made you miss working in the middle of warzones. You knew one wrong move could quickly spiral into a major issue, but you knew this when you took the job.

The choice itself wasn’t easy, there were more than enough reasons for you to respectfully decline, reasons like; despite being as accomplished as you were, you were still fairly young, the pressure was enough to age someone half a century, there were about a dozen security measures in place to make sure you said nothing to anyone, numerous contracts and NDAs to sign, and possibly the biggest reason to say ‘no’ was what you really were. An omega. You could very well be arrested because of how many official government forms you’d falsified and signed stating you were a Beta. You did what you had to do to accomplish your goals and it landed you in the medbay of the Avengers compound, often in close contact with the numerous Alphas on the team.

In your opinion, you were pretty physically average and never thought of yourself as someone that turned heads. That was more than fine by you, the less attention you had on you the better. Recently, though, you felt something subtle change, you always felt like somebody was looking at you, even if nobody else was around. The constant feeling and incessant nagging in the back of your mind sent a chill up your spine daily. There were some days where you found yourself feeling something like an internal tug towards whatever alpha was close by and now more often than not, the closest alpha was one of the two blue-eyes super soldiers. If you had listened to the alarm bells in your head, you would have left your job the moment you felt something strange.

You would’ve moved to Calgary or Portland or Dallas, but you brushed it off as silliness and an overactive imagination. And because of that, here you were, stuck in a web of your own design, your protruding stomach a reminder of the mistakes that led to this situation. Of course, you’d love them when they arrived but that wouldn’t lessen the naivete you felt for falling into their game. Their words forever holding your heart and soul firmly in a vice grip. “C’mon, doll, you can be our good little ‘mega and get everything you could ever want” “We can keep your secrets safe, we’ll make sure nothing bad can ever happen to you.” The words seem to play on repeat in your mind. You can pinpoint the exact moment a small mistake led to where you were now.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 8 Months Prior~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Wow, where are you going all dolled up like that?” Your colleague and friend Alex asked as you stepped out of the storage room with a bundle of clothes in your hand. He paused typing his report to watch you gather your things. “I’m going to a 50s themed party with a guy I’ve been seeing and he’ll be here to get me soon,” you answered, motioning to the very-50s inspired outfit you wore. “Lucky you, kid, knock him dead but use protection,” he called with a chuckle as you left towards the elevator. You rolled your eyes at his comment but got a chuckle out of it yourself. He loved acting like he had 25 years on you instead of 10. The entire elevator ride down you were checking to make sure everything was perfect and not a hair was out of place.

You didn’t even look up when you stepped out of the elevator into the lobby. You did however look up, when you collided with a firm body. Your apologies were stopped by two things; the feel of cold metal on your back thru the thin fabric of your top and the strong scent, familiar scent of cedar & sandalwood and sage & pine. “I’m so sorry about that Captain Rogers, Sargent Barnes; that was totally my fault for not looking and I’m incredibly sorry to have almost steamrolled you,” you rambled awkwardly as you hurriedly tried to step back and put space between you and them. It took several long moments before Bucky removed his hand from your back, putting both in his pockets.

“Don’t worry about it, accidents happen,” Steve said with a smile that just didn’t seem quite right. There was an uncomfortable couple of seconds where you felt their eyes raking over you and you would’ve sworn their pupils dilated. “You know, it’s funny, you look like you’re straight out of a magazine from the 40s,” Steve said with a chuckle to break the silence. “Thank you, sir, I have a date at a themed party and this is the theme,” you sheepishly replied. The blond cleared his throat to cover what almost sounded like a growl at the name ‘sir’ and his features momentarily hardened when you mentioned it was a date. His smile was quick to return “well we don’t want to hold you up, enjoy your weekend, Doc and we’ll see you around.” You politely thanked him and returned the pleasantry before stepping passed them to leave. If only you had looked back, you would’ve seen them begin an intense, hushed conversation before they disappeared into the elevator.

That little conversation seemed to be when all of this started, but it was only little things that never drew much thought. At least, it started small; things on your desk would be moved, lights would be left on when you showed up the next day, your door would be unlocked, just little things that you couldn’t definitively say you did or didn’t do and the feeling of surveillance being minute and random. Then it got bigger; clothes you’d left at the office would disappear like jackets you kept in case you got cold or a spare change of clothes if what you wore got messed up, and papers you were sure you’d put away would be scattered on your desk but the feeling of being watched was more often, and one or both of them often came around for seemingly any reason. Like when Sam came in to get stitches after a mission, Bucky stood to the side almost brooding when you only mildly acknowledged him to tend to his friend.

Then alarms started to go off in your head but you ignored it. They were celebrities, they were superheroes. There’s no way on Earth they’d give you more than a second though. Your internal alarms kept going off; you never felt alone anymore, even in your own home. Your cozy little home that you’d fallen in love with always felt like somebody else was there or had been there. You often felt like your skin was burning, especially when they were around which was now multiple times a day, you always seemed to run into them. Bucky was normally quiet when you crossed paths, always asking if you felt okay and commenting on your flushed and flustered appearance, taking two steps forward for every step you took away from him. Steve seemed to be more physical whenever you two met around the building, he’d pull you into a friendly hug before you could object and make conversation with you, often brushing hands with you or setting his hand on the small of your back.

It went on like that for two months and you’d never been more thankful for fall to turn to winter, the cold breeze helping to sate your increasingly uncomfortable temperature. You thought everything had passed when you started to feel more normal and they stopped coming around you as often.

One night you decided to stay late to get some reports finished, submitted, and filed properly. It was perfectly fine for a while but then you felt yourself heating up again. Even after removing your scrubs and changing into some clothes you stored here, you were still burning. Soon you were fidgeting in your seat, trying to find some way to quell whatever what happening with you. You ended up nearly running to the bathroom to splash cool water on your face and get something to drink but you should have just gone home.

When you took two steps back into your lab, you were immediately pulling back against someone’s broad chest with superhuman strength. On instant contact, a familiar and unnerving scent surrounded you; cedar and sandalwood. It was Bucky hold your back flush against his chest. Panic set in seconds later when you felt him pressed into your lower back, the size alone was enough to take you out of your paralyzingly-afraid state. But it wasn’t like that helped any; you were an average human and he was a Super Soldier, it took no effort to keep you in his grasp. All he had to do to keep you in line was move one hand around your throat and growl quietly in your ear.

“Easy, doll, if you move too much he may have to hurt you and that's the last thing we want,” a calm voice said, the tone almost soothing. Steve stepped into sight from where he’d been looking at some things on your shelf. “I know you’re probably a little confused but we’ve been keeping an eye out for you. Keeping creeps away at bars, making sure your train ride home goes without incident, taking care of the men you go on dates with. You’ve quite the active social life doll,” his voice was tender as he approached you, gently stroking your cheek.  By now your eyes were wide with bewilderment as your brain attempted to process this situation. “We want you to be our good little Omega, start a family with you, and give you everything you could ever want or need,” Steve continued when your attempt to speak came out in a whimper.

Just as you went to correct him, Steve stopped you, cupping your cheek “please don’t lie to me, doll, we can’t create a future built on lies. We always thought you were a cute little Beta but after running into you that day, we both got a nice strong whiff of your cleverly hidden Omega scent, made us both incredibly hard, especially in that outfit that looked like it was from our time. That little incident made us see you for what you are; a good little ‘mega perfectly tailored for us, made to be our girl and have our pups. Unfortunately, we had to wait sometime to wean you off of those nasty chemical suppressants but now that you’re on the verge of your first heat, your body is more ready than it ever will be to take us,” Steve explained in that eerily calm voice, the intimacy of the town and him gently stroking your cheek was easily beginning to jumble your mind as it told you to do what you’d been fighting for years, what you hoped to always avoid.

“Steve,” Bucky grumbled, finally speaking up when his friend paused, he’d started steadily grinding his hips against yours for friction. “I-I can’t, I d-don’t want this,” you stammered out, nearly biting your lip off to keep yourself from whimpering or moaning as you felt Bucky’s hard-on against you, so close to where you needed but didn’t want it to be. “Well, that’s why we’re giving you a choice, princess. We don’t want anything bad to happen to you and if you’re our girl we can make sure nothing bad ever happens to you. You’ll be the safest person on the planet. Alternatively, people will find out about your status and well, perjury, falsifying federal documents, and falsifying medical documents are serious. You’d lose your medical license permanently and it’ll be at least a decade in prison but that’s not what we want,” Steve reassured before planting a small but quick kiss on your lips and smiling.

“C'mon doll, you can be our good little 'mega and never have to do anything ever again, you’ll never have to worry about money, job security, gross bar creeps, medical issues. We just wanna take care of our girl,” Bucky whispered in your ear, his tone too gentle for the situation. When you began to object again, a strong cramp in your abdomen had you nearly double over with a pained moan. You’d have been on the floor if Bucky wasn’t holding you and Steve wasn’t in front of you. “We can make all of this pain go away right now, just say you’ll be our best girl,” Steve coerced as he moved a few strands of hair out of your face. You knew you couldn’t open your mouth without moaning in pain or screaming so you furiously shook your head. Steve continuing to stroke your cheek, though small, was enough to distract you from noticing Bucky untying and pushing your shorts down.

As much as you hated yourself for it, you moaned out in surprise when you felt Bucky’s cool metal fingers rubbing your clit slowly. The man let out a groan and pulled his hand back, smirking as it glistened in the dimmed lights of the lab “fuck, Stevie, she’s so wet for us.” The words renewed your sense of panic and you began struggling hard. That seemed to be all it took for Steve to let go of his restraint. He lunged forward and captured your lips in a harsh, hungry, and dominating kiss. The blond wasted no time ripping your shirt and bra away, sending buttons flying to the floor. He didn’t break away from the bruising kiss as he began to fondle your breasts, paying extra attention to the nipples. In your state of unwanted pleasure, you didn’t notice Bucky quickly unzipping his pants and pushing them and his boxers down enough to free his aching member.

An entirely new sense of panic filled you when you felt his head nudging at your entrance; you would not make it through this in one piece, they were going to split you in half. When Steve’s lips finally left yours, he haphazardly pulled his member out and pulled you down until your face was level with his cock. When you didn’t do anything, he seemed to signal to Bucky who then buried himself into the hilt and moaned out happily, his breathing hitching as he mumbled “fuck, so tight, feels s'good.” Just as anticipated, you opened your mouth in a silent scream of pain and forced ecstasy, he gladly took the opportunity to thrust into your mouth, making you gag when his tip hit the back of your throat.

It took them no time at all to set a bruising rhythm, their moans and groans combined with your muffled cries of pleasure and fear filled the moan. You hated the way you felt your body betray you, how your core ached from Bucky to go faster, how your mind was quickly falling into the role of a submissive little Omega that you’d avoided all your life. Pretty soon you were beginning to move with them, the logical part of your brain being overshadowed by the need to please the two Alphas violating you.

“That’s it doll, that’s our good little Omega, such a good girl cooperating with her Alphas,” Steve cooed soft praises as he proudly watched the last of your resolve vanish. He took one of your hands and wrapped it around the part of his cock that wasn’t in your mouth, helping you build up a good stroking motion before letting go. He held your hair in a makeshift ponytail and tugged whenever he felt you run your tongue along the veins. Bucky on the other hand had a vice-like grip on your hips as his thrusts gradually became erratic. He reached underneath you and started rubbing your clit quickly, this time with his flesh hand. “C'mon doll, cum for your Alphas, you’re gonna feel so good being our Omega,” he muttered into your ear, nipping at your earlobe.

You couldn’t stop yourself. Between his words and the way he rubbed your clit and Steve’s praises and encouragements, you didn’t stand a chance against doing what he asked. You came with a muffled scream as your searing orgasm raced through every one of your veins, leaving you in a seemingly endless state of white-hot euphoria. You could barely acknowledge the feeling of Bucky erupting inside of you, filling you with his seed. His thrusts slowly becoming more languid.

“C'mon, hurry up,” you heard Bucky say, even though it sounded muffled and far away to you. You admittedly whined at the loss of his member even though he still held you up. You coughed when Steve removed himself, finally taking in deep breaths of air. They switched places quickly, Steve emitting a groan as he entered you more gently than Bucky did. This time, you didn’t hesitate before taking Bucky’s cock into your mouth, just following the part of your brain that said to submit to them, that they alone could bring you this much pleasure and everything they promised. Steve gave a few thrusts before he pulled your hips flush against his and spilled himself with a content moan.

You all but collapsed to the floor when they were done, them being the only reason you didn’t. Bucky scooped you up bridal style after Steve wrapped his jacket around your used, naked form. You were only semi-conscious as they carried you out of the lab, barely awake enough to mumble out “where are we going?” “We’re going to our room, little 'mega, and we’re gonna keep doing this every night until we see you round with our pups and we’re gonna make sure you’re treated like a princess, our princess,” Steve said, using his soothing tone from earlier. Barely clinging to consciousness, you merely nodded. The last thing you remember before passing out into sweet, sweet dreamland was you saying “alphas know best.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Current~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

You looked down at your stomach before looking back at the sonogram in your hands; clear as day, you could see two 8-month-old babies. You’d stopped fighting when the pregnancy tests turned positive, they were very clear that no matter where you went, they’d find you and bring you home. They kept their promise about giving you everything you could ever need or want and protecting you. They kept their promise to keep you safe and always be there for you. You resigned from your position and didn’t renew your rental agreement, officially moving in with them in a bigger room. Once you safely passed the second trimester, they claimed you as theirs and let you claim them as yours. You’re not sure if you’ll ever forgive how this started but it wasn’t so bad.

[sothischickshe]

fave line game

RULES: share your favourite sentence/paragraph from each one of your fics and tag 6 other fic writers to do it too :)

TAGGED by: some very mean ppl! what the FUCK why would you do this?! this question is SO HARD!!?!?!?! @septiembrre @inyoursheets @mego42 @riosnecktattoo

TAGGING: this is such a mean q, i dont know that i can in good conscience foist it upon another human being so extremely v much no pressure but i taggeth @yellowhammerga @peachraindrops @adecila @ejunkiet @lewraea @kenrune which i think is 6 (?) n if youve done it already whoops n also that means u HAVE to go find it n tag me in it so i can see!!! ty!!!

...SERIOUSLY THOUGH WHAT THE FU!!CK, WHY WOULD U ASK THIS JESUS

just thinking abt working out what they’re all called is making me want to go have a nap

ok fuck it let’s go:

The Good Kind:

maybe ‘Or maybe he’s just curious to find out how far he can push her? Beth’s pretty sure she doesn’t want to know the answer to that last question, she’s scared to find out that the answer might be to anywhere.’

(i maintain that if you assume beth had semi public phone sex with rio somewhere btwn leaving his place & the kidnapping, the s2 finale makes more sense)

yourself and others:

mm, ‘When he didn’t flinch at Beth’s surprisingly competent velociraptor impression coming out of nowhere, even Ruby had to admit that she was impressed with Stan’s performance.’    

(this is tough for a number of reasons inc. this is the longest one + i love a lot of the dynamics in it, but ultimately: beth puts stan in liar bootcamp is a god tier trope & unrelatedly i definitely understand what a trope is yuh huh)

Even the best laid plans:

ha ‘She started chanting a long ass litany of ‘no’s, like she’d been listening to too much early Destiny’s Child and couldn’t get the song out her head.’

(4eva bless the set designer or whoever decided on the vinyl, without whom this fic wouldnt be)

Bringing down the neighbourhood:

!  “Only dangerous if you fuck it up.”

(the GALL)

Uncontrollable notes, from her snowy white throat:

mmmm: His mouth hung open when she added, “And you’re the… miscreant who doesn’t seem to care about his fines.”

(brio + roleplay is a god tier trope)

People can be so cold:

i think: ‘Rustles sound out as he pushes his skull around, carving out previous comforts.’

(i like the phrasing and the ambiguity)

What a sight to see:

probs: ‘Rio's never been so turned on, yet so terrified off the vaguest prospect of a blowjob, at the same fucking time.’

(he’s valid!!)

Through the park and by the tree:

oof idk, maaaaybe ‘She acts fast, pulling an Annie on the originator of that trick – bamboozling and barraging with a thousand and one questions, using her forward momentum to encourage her sister into the kitchen.’

(this fic is SO self-indulgent and i love it haha)

Climbing up the walls:

ha ‘The number of people he’s fucked then shot is zero, which has to be the kinda respectable, solid ratio a person was aiming for.’

(i have slowly come around to the idea that this story is also funny)

A time to refrain (from embracing):

i suppose: ‘It’s not real, but that doesn’t mean it isn’t happening.‘

(i love it as an opening line for this type of story. it’s actually snipped from an original ficton thing which ive returned to a lot over the years, most of which isnt written down, and i ended up using it here but like...i feel like that doesn’t mean i can’t also use it there too!)

Maybe it’s something in the water:

perhaps:  She shuffles closer, towards one of his ears, to quietly grit out, “I do not want to pee on, or ugh, be peed on–”

(it’s like the crux of the thing, which is pretty silly, but it cheered me up when i was in need of cheering!)

a time to every purpose (under heaven):

ahhh: “I want to.”

(the joke is, rio mishears/mistakes ‘i want, too’ as i want to’, and it just makes me cackle in context)

It’s a dirty, dirty game but (you should’ve called before you came):

im gonna go: ‘Jane asks if Ruby’s her wife, making Beth realise that – shit, her kids haven’t seen Stan for a while.‘

(yes im picking this over ‘i’d know’... i just love it a lot)

waiting for someone who needs me:

hmph, perhaps: ‘The corners of his mouth become curlicues.‘

(writing antiquing beth pov was a lot of fun!)

(a) time to kill:

oh i know this one!!!! ‘He’s just coaxing the thing off her shoulders, when Mick says, “Howdy.”‘

(ok i didnt need to reread this one to work that out haha, but i had fun anyway!)

found my thrill:

im gonna pick:  ‘That duo are like a set of eyeballs, Jimmy decides, resting in the ridged sockets of the selfsame skull.’

(writing turner as fascinated but disgusted by beth + rio was a lot of fun!)

do you like drugs (tonight):

gah! mebbe ‘Of course the man who constantly dares people to shoot him taunts kitchen appliances to damage in similar fashion.’

(rio/bacon is the ship of ships)

Filing her nails while they’re dragging the lake:

praps: ‘He gets her broadly appeased, agreeing to an inn instead – because she clearly can’t imagine any version of herself that isn’t pedantic as all fuck.’

(i maintain brio + roleplay = god tier trope)

around here we say birds not bitches:

hmmmmmmm, perchance:  ‘How his focus clung like wrapping-saran, swept her under its spell; how good it felt to be the centre of his attention.’

(i wanted the pov to feel off & pay off the reveal/reward rereading, without tipping it too obvious, so there’s a lot of double speak/stuff that applies to both povs, as well as weaponised britishisms & stumbling over americanisms like panties, movie theatre and saran wrap...i was perhaps having too much fun haha)

upon your ignorance (and the gray despair) of your ugly life:

oh gosh! strong argument for it being:  “I’ll call Three Star, okay?”

(beth like demoting a star off dean’s workplace is extremely funny to me ha)

-

........okay, while i still feel like this is an impossibly difficult question, it was delightful having a reason to read them all in a row so ty <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

[almuerdesayuno]

aaaa thanks for tagging me @muriendodeplena @wiseandromeda and @soy-chiara <3

1. Why did you choose your url? bc in my house we tend to get up late and end up having breakfast and lunch at the same time xD. Also Nolwen is a ~translation~ of my name in elvish heh

2. Any side blogs? if you have them, name them and why you have them. Actually i have one that was for photography that i didn't post in much, but i've been meaning to post other stuff that i do like emboidery or lil drawings....maybe i'll just put those here though, i havent made up my mind yet heh. the url is @nolwen-arts owo

3. How long have you been on tumblr? I think.....7 years? and some months lol

4. Do you have a queue tag? absolutely not <3

5. Why did you start your blog in the first place? ........to look at sherlock gifs.......(dont worry i got better)

6. Why did you choose your icon/pfp? Right now its Freddie Mercury sitting on top of a car....how could i not djaksdjkas

7. Why did you choose your header? I was playing Gris w my little brother and the cube was just too cute (go play Gris its amazing)

8. What’s your post with the most notes? I usually don't post anything lol

9. How many mutuals do you have? I wouldn't know....but i lov u all <3

10. How many followers do you have? 625. I know there are some porn bots there but i try to keep it relatively clean(?

11. How many people do you follow? 2506 and counting lmao

12. Have you ever made a shitpost? nah

13. How often do you use tumblr each day? more than i should....lets just say that i have reached post limit more than once this year.....

14. Did you ever have a fight/argument with another blog once? who won? im just here to look at silly pictures im not fighting anyone :)

15. How do u feel about “u need to reblog this” posts? i dont like them at all but if the information is important i'll probably reblog it :/

16. Do you like tag games? YES I LOVE THEM though sometimes i take long to reply bc im a mess (sry) but please do tag me !!! also i never know who to tag......

17. Do you like ask games? yesss i love oversharing <3 but i sometimes loose the post with the questions ;-;

18. Which of your mutuals do you think is tumblr famous? all my mutuals are tumblr famous in my heart <3

19. Do you have a crush on a mutual? do my actual partners count? heh

I'll be tagging (if you want to of course! no pressure)....... @buddybuddylesbians @tony-the-toe-snatcher @theelfmaiden @ghostsdontcry @osonos @our-total-paradise @captainsaku @mi-lalalan and......thats the limit of my imagination for tagging, but please, do it and tag me if you want!

[artofdying1970]

tag game !!

thanks for tagging me @mothernatures-sons and @catinsatintrousers <33

1. Why did you choose your url?

i loooove all songs from revolver but she said she said is probably my favorite. it's so good + the story behind it is really interesting !!

2. Any side blogs? if you have them, name them and why you have them?

@flowersintherubble ! pretty much an aesthetic blog? i rb posts about poetry, writing, web weaving n shit. one day ill post something original there but idk when lol??

3. How long have you been on tumblr?

so i first made a blog on like ?? 2018 ?? then i came back on another blog around 2019 for like two days lmao. and now im here !!

4. Do you have a queue tag?

no </3 i dont use the queue feature because i get excited about people seeing my posts so i just post them immediately 🥺

5. Why did you start your blog in the first place?

i had a really popular beatles acc on twitter on like 2019 but eventually i deactivated and got into another fandom (mcyt😐) when i got back into the fandom i wanted to go back to twitter but i couldn't find mutuals quick enough and so i joined tumblr lol

6. Why did you choose your icon/pfp?

george's heart shaped glasses were iconic like i *had* to immortalize them

7. Why did you choose your header?

idk it matched my color scheme :) plus it's a pretty cool picture imo !!

8. What's your post with the most notes?

i think the one where i made a joke abt how the bugs's music changed throughout the years and shit ? it wasn't v funny tbh

9. How many mutuals do you have?

idk but i love them all !!! <3 (i may have favorites but shh)

10. How many followers do you have?

214 !

11. How many people do you follow?

128 😗 i guess im still stuck with the whole skinny ratio mentality from twitter lol

12. Have you ever made a shitpost?

that's like. my entire brand it's a little pathetic honestly

13. How often do you use tumblr each day?

like three hours 😐 obsessed much ?? lol

14. Did you ever have a fight/argument with another blog once? Who won?

i mean not really?? i made a post where i stated an opinion and someone rb'ed telling their opinion and i was like ??? i literally did not ask lmao but it wasn't really a fight so

15. How do you feel about "you need to reblog this" posts?

they're shit !! idc how good your cause is if you have to harass or make people feel bad about not reblogging your post you suck lmao !!

16. Do you like tag games?

yes !!!! please tag me in any !

17. Do you like ask games?

again yes !! i love talking about anything :)

18. Which of your mutuals do you think is tumblr famous?

quite a few actually. i love them but they make my silly little blog feel even more silly

19. Do you have a crush on a mutual?

omg i literally made like 3 posts talking about this at the beginning of the month i think??? the answer is yes but idk how to get close to them :(

20. tags !!

@bobamania @belldog @fempaul @mithranqueer @sgt-revolver @notn0wjohn @bluebeatlesgirls @seashantyskye @indipepki @pyritesuns no pressure ofc :)

[barewiings]

THE DERE GAME.

Tagged by: stolen from @miraruinada ! Tagging: i wanna tag so many people bc i think this is interesting alkjdalsjf dont feel pressured to do it!! @thelazyeditor @petiteamores @kijeung @fantasyfed @decaygod @fckhacks @awolxsiblings @shadyinfo ( irina! ) @intrinsicmirage ( xhilohrnia! ) @awolxsiblings ( adam! ) @the-archetype-of-civilization @dxmxgecontrol 

DEREDERE.

[ x ] You tilt your head when you’re confused. [ x ] You love sweets and cute things. [  ] You are often confused and lost in conversations with your friends. [ x ] People often call you cute. [ x ] You care a lot about your friends. [ x ] You embarrass yourself a lot with silly question or statements. [ x ] You like bright, soft colours. [  ] You enjoy listening to cute, sweet, gentle songs. [ x ] You add things to the end of your friend’s names. [ x ] People often say “aww” when you’ve done something clumsy / silly. [ x ] You like anime / movies about romance, love and friendship.

Total: 9 / 11

TSUNDERE.

[  ] You come off as tough and confident on the outside when you are actually soft and emotional on the inside. [ x ] You often hide your true feelings for someone. [  ] You are caring but deny it when someone tells it to you. [ x ] You are protective. [  ] When someone bugs you, you tell them right away strongly, but are still worried that you’ve hurt them. [ x ] You are easily embarrassed. [ x ] Compliments make you feel awkward and you always deny them. [  ] You tease and bully the one you love to hide your feelings. [  ] You can be violent at times. [  ] You may hurt people a lot, but regret it right away. [ x ] You never cry in front of others.

Total: 5 / 11

YANDERE.

[ x ] You are often loving, caring, sweet - until someone upsets you badly. [  ] When angry, you normally hide it until the time for revenge is right. [ x ] You can at times, be obsessive. [  ] People have said you are “two-faced”. [  ] People tell you that you’re nice, but can be creepy at times. [  ] You scare the crap out of your friends when you get upset. [  ] People find it weird to see you anything other than gentle and smiling. [  ] When you’re upset, sometimes you still smile, even when saying something harsh. [  ] You can get very violent. [  ] You love to help people, but often love to help yourself more. [  ] You like colours like dark blue or light red.

Total: 2 / 11

KUUDERE.

[  ] You don’t show your emotions to others. [ x ] When you become close to someone, you slowly open up. [  ] Although you don’t show it, you are easily made happy. [  ] You care for others a lot, still, you don’t show it. [  ] People think you are mysterious. [ x ] You can be shy. [  ] You aren’t very loud, rather silent. [  ] You know who to trust and who not to. [  ] You choose which friend you can trust wisely. [ x ] You like simple colours, like light purple or white. [ x ] You are rather mature.

Total: 4 / 11

DANDERE.

[ x ] You are a shy person. [ x ] You are quiet and don’t speak up for yourself. [ x ] You look down instead of straight forwards when walking. [  ] You sometimes go to extreme levels just to get out of public speaking. [ x ] You have stage fright. [  ] You are stoic and not very open. [  ] You hide yourself with your hair at times. [  ] You speak very quietly in case you say something silly or you sound weird. [  ] You are afraid of meeting new people. [ x ] You are a hard worker. [ x ] You do not have as many friendships as others, but those you do have, you’ll cherish them very much.

Total: 6 / 11