#TAG MEME

[dekarios]

book recommendation tag game!

rules: recommend as many books as you like. please include genre and some basic information on it (either your words or a copy+paste synopsis). feel free to include cover art, a personal review, trigger warnings, and anything else! just don’t spoil the book!

you don’t have to copy how i’ve done it; but feel free to!

Annihilation by Jeff VanderMeer

Genre: Science (Weird) Fiction & Horror.

Four armed and unnamed women—a biologist, an anthropologist, a psychologist, and a military-trained surveyor—cross the border into Area X, an unspecified coastal location that has been closed to the public for three decades.

literally caused mental illness within me. i think i developed a new disorder. this book made me more trans and more autistic. this book made my desire to be non-human even stronger. i want to go to area X

This Is How You Lose the Time War el by Amal El-Mohtar and Max Gladstone

Genre: Science Fiction & (Sapphic) Romance.

As agents Red and Blue travel back and forth through time, altering the history of multiple universes on behalf of their warring empires, they leave each other secret messages—at first taunting, but gradually developing into flirtation then love.

they invented love. this is what love is. this is soulmates, this is made for each other, this is every single action i have made in my life was to bring me to you, it’s me and you against the world. it’s completely ruined me. i think it’s probably going to be unbeatable for best book ever made. also made my desire to be non-human even stronger

@magmethius @fagmage @hatsune @alistairstheirins

@gurathins @magicmissiled @heavenfelll @tiefbard

@azatas @arborstone @fields-of-rye @talizoraa

@kadefox @demonia @carlosoliveiraa @tunarath

@lusus--naturae @theoldwest @timothylawrence @vieille-femme-moisie

@full---ofstarlight @ottobooty @left4dead @covenscribe

@lovedu @astarionsdarling @wormskul @ratscrap @darkwehl

@andrwminward @ch3rrybomb @vanoefucks @charico

@prettyjellyfish @cavesallegory @rosenfey @velnat004

@panicbroadcast @jerichoes @mt07131 @censorship

[sweethoneyrose83]

Uzi Doorman Kin Bingo (If you check enough of these, you might be Uzi Doorman kin!)

[ ] You prefer wearing dark or edgy outfits, especially hoodies.

[ ] You have a strong rebellious streak against authority.

[ ] You’re often sarcastic and sharp-tongued with others.

[ ] You love technology or are interested in robotics.

[ ] You secretly care deeply about your friends, even if you don’t show it.

[ ] You tend to bottle up your emotions until they burst out.

[ ] You’re determined to solve problems on your own terms.

[ ] You have a fascination with weaponry or gadgets.

[ ] You’ve felt out of place or ostracized by others.

[ ] You’re incredibly stubborn and won’t back down from a challenge.

[ ] You often deal with things by yourself, even when you need help.

[ ] You get frustrated when things don’t go according to plan.

[ ] You’re a night owl who gets a lot done after dark.

[ ] You love DIY projects or hacking things apart to figure them out.

[ ] You’re not afraid to speak your mind, even if it causes conflict.

[ ] You have a protective instinct for those close to you.

[ ] You’ve been called "difficult" or "a handful" more than once.

[ ] You like to keep a low profile, but you secretly want recognition.

[ ] You’re prone to overthinking or getting lost in your head.

[ ] You struggle with trusting others, but value loyalty when it’s earned.

[ ] You get annoyed with "cheerful" or overly optimistic people.

[ ] You have a soft spot for dystopian or cyberpunk aesthetics.

[ ] You’re resourceful and can improvise when things go wrong.

[ ] You prefer a small, close-knit group of friends over large crowds.

Results:

[everoutoftouch]

If you have Spotify reblog this and tag what your number one song on your “on repeat” playlist is.

[butchjesus]

ok but for real now. since tiktok has so throughly disappointed on this trend. who is your strangest hear me out / most bizarre crush? freaks and headscratchers only edition

[polniaczek]

I was tagged by @themangledhawk to list 4 of my top comfort albums. 🤍 Here's the link to make yours.

Tagging! @royalarmyofoz @aspirationallybutch @c-nan @goldendemo

[feistyfox47]

The first thing you see after you zoom in is how you die.

How're you dying? 🤣😭💀

[davycoquette]

Character Writing Exercises

I was going to make this a tagging game & include my taglist, but it's pretty involved and I don't want anyone to feel pressured to do it if it's a chore/they don't want to/it's not helpful to them.

Below are some exercises I find really, really useful for pulling brand new characters out of my ass. Barring that, they're fun to do for existing characters as well!

Paint a picture of a character by describing their bedroom while they’re not in it.

Whip up a new one right now, fall back on a tried and true OC. Or a canon character; I’m not the boss of you.

Shuffle a playlist on your music player of choice. For whichever song plays, describe what you “see” with your imagination.

For those of you who struggle to “see” imagined things, just tell me what’s goin’ on in that beautiful noodle of yours. Also, please tell me the song so I can listen to it while I read this part!

Describe a character by turning out their pockets.

what has it got in its pocketses?

An abandoned and unlocked phone (or wallet, if you wanna go back a coupla decades) has been discovered in a ratty little diner bathroom. What’s in there? What does it tell us about its owner?

Think photos, payment methods, notes, messages, Internet searches, receipts, etc. If cell phones and Waffle Houses aren't things in your character's world, pretend they are.

If you do all or some of these, please tag me because I would be overjoyed to read them!

[catatombi]

Was tagged by @i-eat-deodorant, ur mr preg king thank u for this

Get to Know Me Game

rules: answer + tag six people u want to know

fav color: dilute olive & sage greens, soft dusty rose pink

last song: Truck Stop Tiger by roar. fucks me up dude

currently reading: i dont really recall, ig the takeuchi excavator TB235-2 user manual

currently watching: hermitcraft as per usual, tangotek livestreams and i gotta watch bdubs newest episode still

currently craving: dirt & thrifting, i wanna go outside & buy cheap work shirts. food wise: i miss tacobell so bad dawg the closest tacobell is in another state :((((

coffee or tea: i need my teeth to rot out from sody pop thank you :3

Tagging: @megsiepoo @by-glass-and-waves @the-pentaparty @missed33 pavi tagged most of the ppl i wouldve tagged, get died ig ily/p my beans i have tagged myself

anyways heres me on said excavator LMAO Gpa wanted to remove a VERY rotten stump to make room for corn i put anuras face to censor my heinous face fgjkfgjdfjljdf

[rocaillefox]

ok. important question. rb and put in the tags if u prefer/tolerate sending emails or making phone calls more

[mismeander]

New tag meme, reblog and in the tags put the first thing that comes up when you type:

red orange yellow green blue purple pink

I'll go first

[lovertm]

which rat are you? by span.gela

[nbnbd]

I was tagged ages ago by both @highspeedrailed and @unnatural-twenty to stop and drop a selfie. I felt cute today at work.

Tagging @thembospice @instarstruckhell and @periwinkle-otter. And you! Yes you reading this!

[possessedpasm]

My good pal @swemtpotamtam tagged me in a get to know me meme, and seeing as I am elusive like a tiger... we can get to know me a little... as a treat :) let's harken back to those Deviantart Days:

Favorite color? Heh...

Orange...

The last song I listened to (oh boy):

Currently reading: Esquire Magazine, June 1972. Dick Cavett claims to have a very plain wardrobe, but these photos beg to differ.

Currently watching: nothing!! I only watch tv with other people (Twilight Zone with the wife <3). When I'm alone, it's off, baby!

Currently craving: classic car show season... it's so close I can nearly taste-smell it... and the flea markets. Oh, help me when it's Flea Time.

Classic-- coffee or tea: coffee. Strong. Cold. No matter the season. I need to taste the dirt it grew from.

And an added bonus-- Currently drawing:

Thanks for tuning in. Don't forget to eat your vegetables, wash your hands, and disobey authority ✌️

[mercymaker]

BEFORE / AFTER GIF CHALLENGE

i was tagged by the wonderful @miyku & @onewingedangels ♥

tagging fellow gamers and fans of the graphics interchange format: @deimcs @galedekarios @hawke @hella-amberpricefield @leopardmuffinxo

@kanos @zevrans @jerichoes @lazysload @florbelles

@aesfocus @wyllzel @amethystinam @bg3storage @theredviper

[eowynstwin]

@ceilidho tagged me in a wip challenge, i think it's a 1k word thing? (checks notes) Oh it's WIP Wednesday!

no pressure tags: @smoggyfogbottom @lunarvicar @391780

Meanwhile, have 1k of a gangbang I may or may not finish. Set in the neighborsverse but completely noncanon. Or is it??? (It isn't.)

“That comfortable, love?” John asks as he adjusts the blindfold. “Not too tight?”

“Feels fine,” you say, blinking against the fabric. 

The silhouettes of the other men are dim through the weave, but you can pick each one out by where they are sitting from before John tied your eyes. Ghost is leaning against the front door, arms crossed loosely over his chest. Soap is sprawled across John’s couch, and you know he’s still wearing that rakish grin. And Gaz has his elbows on the back of John’s armchair, drumming his fingers against the cushion.

All of them have their eyes on you. You don’t need to see it to know. You can feel it. Their gazes on you, as you sit kneeled on the rug, are every bit as tangible as the warm air that billows from the radiator across your bare skin. You are in a filmy, sleeveless dress, and nothing else.

“Rules of the game,” says John, fingers lightly tracing the sides of your neck, “you have to figure out which of my men is which. If you do, we get to move on. If you don’t, you have to try again.”

You nod. “Yes, John.”

Someone takes in a breath. “Shite.” You’re pretty sure it’s Soap. You don’t hide your smile.

“Meanwhile, you lot have your orders,” John addresses the other men. “And you know I’ll step in if I have to. She’s also got her killswitch if she needs it. Don’t you, love?”

“Benzo,” you relay obediently. 

Someone snorts. “The ex? Really?” Gaz says aloud.

“It’s a pill,” you reply sweetly. “There’s no relation.”

“Sure, hen,” Soap chuckles, “and I sailed a banana boat down the Clyde.”

“English, Johnny.”

“Awa’ an bile yer heid!”

You feel John press his lips to your hair, feel him cup your jaw on both sides with long fingers. “I’ll be here the whole time,” he murmurs.

Heat pools in the pit of your stomach, begins to seep into your skin. Your pulse is a steady, strong beat behind the drum of your breastbone. “Yes, John.”

You know he’s given the men a signal to begin, because Soap rises from the couch to approach you.

John’s hands leave your neck and travel, flat and fingers spread, down your back as a new pair cradles your face. Fingertips trace the outlines of your browbone, press into the hinge of your jaw as warm lips brush teasingly against yours, breath fanning across your mouth.

You part your lips to let out a shaky sigh, and that’s when he kisses you, firm and playful. The hands slide from your face to the sides of your neck, encircling as the thumbs press into the soft underside of your chin, while the tip of his tongue grazes the edge of your teeth. It’s a kiss that knows it’s getting seconds, and wants to make sure you look forward to it.

Soap pulls away, dragging his hands up your neck and along your jaw before his touch retreats.

“Gaz,” you pretend to guess.

“Wrong,” John murmurs. He presses his mouth against your bare shoulder, and you can feel him smile. “Next.”

Next is Gaz, who kisses you without preamble, hands resting on your hips and squeezing. He’s smiling, too, and rather than one kiss he gives you several, tiny pecks from one corner of your mouth to the other that are unexpectedly ticklish.

You can’t help your giggle, and you know if you get them all wrong the jig will be up. “Alright, that’s Gaz.”

“All day,” says the sergeant, a laugh in his tone. He kisses you again for getting it right, his hands ascending to squeeze you around the waist, and then he retreats.

Ghost comes to you then, and he does not touch you. Even on his knees, he towers over you, and you feel his hands brace on either side of your thighs as he leans down to your level. You can’t feel his breath on your face, but you can feel his eyes as he looks at you.

He leans in a moment later, and presses his mouth very softly to your chin.

“Oh,” you breathe, tender and trembling at the gentleness.

“S’alright,” John says over your shoulder, low and rumbling, and you know he’s not talking to you. His hands are warm and soothing on your low back. “She likes it just like that. Go on.”

Then Ghost’s lips press to yours, feather-light, coaxing, moving along the contours of your mouth. You can’t help leaning into it, magnetized, and when you do Ghost seems to get more comfortable—he kisses you harder, one big hand cupping the back of your neck, his tongue easing between your teeth to stroke your own. A moan leaves you, completely unbidden, low and needy.

“Christ,” Soap says. You hear the sound of a hand against fabric, and your whole body throbs when you realize he’s rubbing himself over his trousers.

“How’s this supposed to be a game if you give it away, sergeant?” Price grouses.

You laugh against Ghost’s mouth, and he rewards you for it with the slide of his hand into your hair, gripping firm at the root as he tilts your head and licks deeper into your mouth. Your hands come up to steady yourself on the broad plane of his chest, his pectorals flexing beneath your palms. You can barely breathe as he practically drinks from you, his lips wet and noisy against yours.

“Jesus, LT, you’re just going for it,” Gaz says, clearly impressed.

Ghost finally pulls away, and you pant for oxygen as he breathes evenly, seemingly unaffected. “Someone’s got to show you muppets how to do it.”

Price’s hand strokes over the hair that Ghost had mussed. “Watch yourself.”

“Sad you can’t join in, Cap?” Soap laughs. “Wouldn’t be fair, would it? You could pick him out right away, aye, hen?”

[3steart3]

which fujoshi are you⁉️

previously posted on former bird app