#Sorry Anon I accidentally deleted your ask

[abubblingcandle]

I accidentally deleted the ask in trying to save it as a draft! So I am terribly sorry to the anon that requested this.

It was for the prompt - “Go to sleep. I’ll still be here when you wake up.” from this prompt list (which I am still accepting stuff for)

I might do more with this later but we'll see!

River watched Louisa lead the team of dogs along the canalside and towards the restaurant. It was good to see Emma was still alive; she was a hell of a lot nicer and more competent than Duffy was even though that was a terribly low bar. “Your help has arrived,” Frank turned to follow River’s eyeline. And then he shrugged. “It’s been good to get to know you and all that but if you don’t want extended jail time then I would suggest fucking off,” River smirked. Frank shuffled closer towards River and patted River on the knee under the table. “Oh, your help has arrived but we won’t be here when they burst through that door,” Frank smiled. “We’re in a public space. And I’m not walking out of here,” River frowned. “Oh no you’re not,” Frank’s head tilted in a parody of concern, “see my son here has had a little too much to drink so I’ve called us a cab and he needs a little bit of help getting there.” “You, what?” River stammered, his tongue suddenly feeling weighted in his mouth. The room swum into a blurred mess with Frank at the focal point. He hadn’t even drunk anything. He hadn’t touched anything. He hadn’t, River thought while his eyelids got heavier and heavier. But Frank had. “Go to sleep. I’ll still be here when you wake up.”

[gentrychild]

[puppetmaster13u]

Have a small wip of Down in the Deep Au

(No Sebastian in this, but hey anonymous asker I might've lost your ask about if Danny dimension travelled or was the only one from DP, and the answer is yeah. At least currently)

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   Now, it wasn’t the best idea, but it was near instinctive in his exhaustion and panic, to open his mouth and wail. 

   And wail he did, the sound shrieking forward and tearing through the metal and charging ghost. Not that he saw, eyes clenched closed as he was launched back into the swirling greens of the zone. 

   If he’d kept his eyes open a moment more he’d have seen how unstable the area around him had grown, would have seen the portal sputtering around him. Natural portals were more rare than one would think, a relief to ghosts as the chance of one opening on one of them would be deadly. 

   In fact, for any other ghost, it would have killed them permanently. It would rip apart their very essence and leave the ghost nothing but a shade- they were referred to as unstable for a reason after all. 

   But Danny wasn’t just any ghost, he was one created by the opening of a portal, the blood sacrifice, accidental or not, that fueled that initial tear. No, this gnashing, wild thing would not rip him apart like it would anything else, not when he was made from the same tearing, fracturing force. 

[coldslaws]

nat's text in black, bn's in white

slip of the tongue

part 2: here

[plusie]

[ask-postcrash-curly]

One of you asked me about cartoons I watched as a child. Not sure what happened to the question, but I’ll answer anyway.

I mostly watched older stuff. I was really into Courageous Cat and Minute Mouse for a while. I did have a few modern shows, though. I liked that cowboy one. Artie’s Pony Adventures. Better than it sounds. Ah, speaking of ponies, there was this magic pony show I watched when I was little. What was it called again? Jim and Anya watched it too, I think. We were just talking about it last haul… Damn, I can’t remember.

[possamble]

Question to a fanfic writer: do you think that, in Marcille’s research ways *And* her love for romance novels… would result in her writing some in-universe fanfics of her own? Like, maybe she hypes herself up on something and get disappointed, or maybe she finds some character decision isn’t as ideal as she thinks it could be? Or it’s as simple as she wants to play around with the characters and see what happens?

I can’t help but imagine a scenario where she’s struggling with some romantic trouble irl and she’s struggling with deciding on what to do, but then the answer slaps itself upside her head when she rediscovers her fanfics and how she LITERALLY made a character or two do the exact romantic decision she needs to do? It would so silly but yet I can’t help but find it so charming. Hell, just the imagery of her writing romance fanfics of her own At All is just… delightful to me hehehe.

you know I've been rotating this in my head since I saw it this morning and. I went through a wild journey of opinions before I realized... Marcille wouldn't think about fanfiction like we think about it. In the modern age, yeah, she'd be a complete tumblrina -- but we're talking about a 17th century-ish fantasy setting.

Writing before the digital age was a physical commitment to investing ink and paper into your thoughts -- and this is even before mass production can make pens and notebooks kind of whatever to buy and use on a regular basis. I'm sure the situation wasn't dire, but I really can't see Marcille, perfect honor student, using her allotted supply of stationery at the academy on super frivolous things.

Fanfiction has been normalized incredibly fast in the past few decades. Think about now normal and popular D&D is nowadays compared to how much people looked down on it 20-30 years ago. Fanfiction was a freakass nerd thing to do until relatively recent history, something that was even considered offensive to the original creators.

Remember, we've already seen Marcille react to adaptations with disgust. She's kind of a hater and an elitist fan. She also considers herself a Reputable Academic. In a setting where a digitized culture hasn't reframed fanfiction as an act of appreciation and creativity, she would absoluuuuuuuutely think that fanfiction was complete loser shit.

If she did write anything about her favourite books... She'd. She'd be one of those assholes who writes huge scathing reviews of Dal Clan translations into Common. She'd be the fantasy equivalent of those Weebs/Japanese elitists on twitter tearing through every single localization choice in anime and JRPGs and being so so annoying about it.

If we're being charitable, we could say she'd be able to appreciate non-faithful translation choices that still do a good job of carrying over the original spirit of what was said. But I think we also have to acknowledge the possibility that, at her worst, she'd really really be like those guys who were malding about the Unicorn Overlord localizations so hard the (correction: Final Fantasy Tactics Creator, not the Unicorn Overlord devs) had to step forward and ratio them. (The silver lining is that she'd never get published in the arts review newspapers/journals that she submits her essays to. those poor editors just have to deal with her being persistent.)

[vincentask]

[ANON ASKED]: “Random lil ask but, what’s your favorite pokemon?

[sunkeji]

i have a confession

-🍫

I'm all ears pookie

[a-lonely-dunedain]

the best part about living under a rock is always being oblivious to whatever firestorm went down elsewhere in the fandom

also one downside to living under a rock is always being oblivious to whatever firestorm went down elsewhere in the fandom

[gildalilli]

Ohhh you asked for theories, you're gonna get them! SO. Imagine Aziraphale is up in heaven, not enjoying his job, having a bit of an internal crisis about Crowley, simultaneously trying (and failing) to find a way to stop twomageddon. Anyways, one day he comes across a crucial bit of evidence that Metatron is SUS and not just sus as in "wants to start armageddon again" but SUS as in silencing God and manipulating things with the book of life (1/2)

(2/2) So aziraphale goes off and tries to find someone to help him uncover this, him finally having gotten evidence of things going wrong. of course, no one agrees and this all eventually leads to him seeking out crowley. An awkward, frosty truce with underlying blatant romantic tension happens, and there's finally a breaking point in a quiet moment in the plot (halfway through the season) where they confront each other and go back to "normal". near the end they communicate and clarify THEM -- I love this and I think it will be the logical next steps. I also have noticed a pattern that after they have a blow up fight, crow swooping in to save Zira from danger is usually the reuniting force. They always get a big ol reminder in the form of some kind of crisis that reminds them that nothing is ever worth leaving the other for. Interested to see if neil pays off those expectations or subverts them!!

There are enough pride and prejudice references (esp heavy handed this season esp if you believe metatron is out here trying to shove a regency au into reality, but the bandstand scene last season is also shot for shot from p&p) I would a) find it very funny if they did the colin firth wet shirt scene and b) we got crow doing "MY AFFECTION AND WISHES HAVE NOT CHANGED, BUT ONE WORD FROM YOU WOULD SILENCE ME FOREVER" as their final "getting together" scene. I would die. I';m already dying from the fact it's a possibility?

Cheer me up, send me husband reunion predictions <3

[nukaposting]

[fourteenfates]

+1 RESERVE !

gula  /  gluttony

[chloedpdl]

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[churipu]

jjk men & their sleepyhead gf !

featuring. gojo satoru, sukuna ryomen, nanami kento x fem! reader

warnings. none, just them being all soft and whipped for you

note. first of all, anon i am so sorry, i accidentally posted your request on the queue list and fml, i'm so embarrassed but idek how to edit the queue list so out of desperation i deleted it— but i ofc screenshotted this before i deleted the og post, so i am so sorry :(( i hope you enjoy this, and i hope you get to find out i didn't delete your ask and it's here in a form of a screenshot :((

GOJO SATORU. i feel like he doesn't mind most of the time— he does mind it if you fall asleep when you're supposed to be paying attention to him >:(

but whenever you fall asleep, his camera's always on standby, snapping pictures of you from every angle. whether you look good or bad (you never look bad btw), from up above, from below, from the left, from the right, with 0.5, i can go on.

and when you wake up, you find your phone blowing up with notifications from shoko, geto, and him, especially with the notification "@gojosatoru tagged you in a post" and it's just a slideshow post of you sleeping, a few close up shots, and your face with different instagram filters.

you don't even bother at this point since he's not going to stop, and not gonna lie, you did find it a bit funny. and the comments from shoko and geto made you laugh, so... good luck trying to sleep around him, you'll wake up to a whole album of you sleeping on his account.

"satoru, what the fuck is this filter?" it was a filter that made your face a little distorted, and gojo'd just sitting there innocently, blinking his white lashes up at you.

"you look adorable, princess."

"i don't want to sleep around you anymore."

"no, please sleep— how am i supposed to continue my daily updates of you sleeping?"

mind you, he has 200 posts on instagram and 150 of them are just you sleeping + with the cheesiest captions like "my baby is sleeping, pls tell her to wake up bcs i miss her 🥺🥺🥺"

and shoko is all up in his comments like "wake her up yourself, dumbass she's literally in your house."

SUKUNA RYOMEN. the first time you fell asleep around him was when he went out to get a glass of water, but he didn't think of it as anything and thought you were just tired.

but no— you fall asleep anywhere, whenever and most of the time. he gets pretty frustrated when you both spend time, and in a bit, your head leans onto his shoulders and sukuna checks on you, and you were out like a light.

"y/n?" soft snores.

he clicks his tongue in annoyance but doesn't push you away or get angry, although he finds you cute. sometimes snaps a few pictures to keep, but you don't know about that.

and at times, you wake up all tucked in your bed—your favorite plushie beside you, and sukuna nowhere in sight.

you open your phone and there's a few text messages from him.

[ you fell asleep, so i left ] he didn't leave, he said that to make you feel bad and for not giving him enough attention— he stayed in the same seated position for a few hours before prepping you onto your bed, tucking you in and not forgetting to place a smooch on your forehead.

[ call me when you wake up ]

[ love you ] awww.

he's so in love with you.

NANAMI KENTO. he's such a gentle soul, he won't mind if you fall asleep or is asleep whenever he comes over. in fact, he enjoys it when you fall asleep.

he read somewhere that if someone feels tired or sleepy around a person, it's because they feel safe. so nanami just concludes that his girlfriend feels safe around him, safe enough for her to get sleepy and fall asleep on him.

"kento," you murmur half-asleep, stretching your arms.

"hm?" he hums out, opening his arms for you to fall into — which you did, and he craddled you in his arms, placing his cheek onto your head.

"night night." it wasn't even night time, you just had to say it before you go to sleep, and nanami finds you so cute he couldn't help but to squeeze you a little.

"night night," he replies back, kissing your forehead.

nanami just sits there and continues craddling you in his arms, and if he needs to go, he would put you on your bed (on his bed when it's his house), and writes you a short message why he needed to go and when he will be back.

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