#a good problem to have ahah

[mozziemozziemozzie]

i have so many tabs open of decently lengthy fics i wanna read aaahhhh there are so many with promising descriptions idk where to startttt lol

[somerandomcockroach]

A large burning canvas could be seen in the distance.

The neat fingers, full of small dents from the friction of the sword handle, caught a small flame, which immediately went out from faint pressure.

There was silence, a living silence, one of those that strains with its sound. A warm wind heated his battered, but carefully polished armor.

"You want to say something"

"I want" Blurr answered, turning sharply to the dark silhouette behind him that was quietly watching him until now. He clenched his fist with a grinding sound, where the spark died out, and demonstratively opened it towards the darkness. "And this is how you are paid for making the world freer! This is what remains of your legacy, and you react as if it doesn’t concern you at all!"

"It does not concern me anymore" the figure answered him calmly.

"Shockwave, stop!"

"Is that an order?"

"It's a request” His angry expression made it clear that this request was an obligation. “I just don't recognize you for these few months." His hand shook slightly with anger. Black smoke seeped through the cracks in his armor.

"I don't recognize myself for even longer time." Blurr visibly trembled at these words, realizing where the dialogue was leading. Shockwave slowly approached, his long, deformed fingers, three times longer than one of Blurr's fingers, carefully reached out to his hand and wrapped his palms in his huge paws, kneeling down to be on the same level with him. "Blurr, I-"

Blurr turned his head away so as not to see one piercing, but such a swampy dim light of his terrifying eye, which had become more precious to him than his weekly knightly brigandage. "Shut up. It's too early, we haven't agreed on when exactly to do this"

The dull mass of metal, which was only a tangible casing, after some hope of catching at least a spark of doubt, only lowered its head heavily. The crackling of the fire continued to be heard around. The soot reached them, gifting them with at least some warm light among the shades of cold before dying. Realization, regret, reluctance were not reflected in the knight's optics. His armor, always proudly looking into the face of danger, now reflected only the cowardly lights of the fire from behind. Despite this, he did not remove his hand from the strong lock until the blades themselves parted. Shockwave disappeared. Disappeared as he had done for the past few months.

Blurr turned back to the burning wall. From afar were heard screams, squeals, grinding, clanking. The column of fire did not subside, as if it was fed by fuel from secret reserves. It had been burning like that for hours, as if to show the greatness of this building over others that would have left only a column of smoke long ago.

Shockwave's last school of dark magic was burning out, as was the will of its creator to live.

[cloud-makers-make-pollution]

I think my friend’s trying to set me up with my crush or something and I don’t know whether to murder her or let her do her thing

[sskk-manifesto]

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[faggling]

at a drag show but I forgot my cane and they have way less seating than last time so I am feeling some kind of way about that also

[hailsatanacab]

music ask: 4, 17, 23, 26

4:A song that reminds you of someone you would rather forget about

Probably not the direction the question was going in, but I can't listen to any of the songs from Aurora's album All My Demons Greeting Me as a Friend because I listened to it on repeat while my brother was in hospital and we weren't certain if he was going to survive (he did!), like woof, makes me so anxious to listen to it now

17:A song that would sing a duet with on karaoke

I'd Do Anything for Love (But I Won't Do That) - Meat Loaf - look. LOOK. I don't do karaoke, I don't know any duets, but I do know Meat Loaf would be fucking great to duet at karaoke with haha

23:A song that you think everybody should listen to

Sugar - Obongjayar - but only because I woke up thinking about it this morning and then had to listen to it on repeat while I was getting ready for work, it's the "shu shu shu shu shu shu shu shu sugar sugar" it just GETS ME and I can't explain it

26:A song that makes you want to fall in love

Every Other Freckle - alt-J - I want to fall in love with someone as completely as they do in this song, like I am obsessed with the way he writes about love ("turn you inside out and lick you like a crisp packet" like omg, "devour me" love as consumption BABEY, and then the "if you really think that you can stomach me" it does something to me)

[loverboybrightsideghost]

anyways there's nothing quite like watching a deep emotional movie about the flawed relationship between a mother and a daughter and their reconciliation with your own mother only for her to say the movie was "okay" and she "doesn't get it"

[hikarry]

"Aziraphale is the intelligent one"

My love, both of them are intelligent even if Crowley plays his smarts in an aloof way

How many IQ points do you think one must have to bullshit his way through dangerous situations as fast as Crowley does? How smart and cold blooded (ahah get it? I think I'm hilarious) does one need to be to come up with high risk yet efficient plans under pressure and unreasonable amounts of stress?

That man's synapses happen at light speed!

Not only does he have to come up with plans in 2 seconds but he also has to play it cool all the while hiding all his anxiety and manic panic!

Crowley is the definition of nerves of steel

He would be your best option to difuse a bomb ready to explode in under 3 minutes, not Aziraphale

Aziraphale is book smart and methodical. He needs time to think and analyze stuff. Crowley thinks clearer and faster under absurd amounts of pressure and he is lightning fast about it without ever tipping his hand

If you have time to solve your problem, go with Aziraphale. You can be sure he will find the best solution there is. If you are under the clock, fuck Aziraphale. Crowley is your best option to come up with a solid plan to save your arse

This is one of the reasons they are such a good team! They complement each other like that

If I ever see another himbo downplaying Crowley's smarts murder will occur

[tedbeartheo]

Hello Guys!

I have finally finished the animation and unfortunately it was too big for tumblr so I uploaded to youtube in hopes it will work as a link.

I did make it unlisted so only people who have this link should be able to access. So let me know if you guys have problems viewing it in the comments.

ANYWAYS!

I will repeat this 100 times but this was made according to what I pieced together go through @feelisia Au. Tag after Tag. LOL. I was that obessed ahah.

I would also like to mention my choice of colors is also heavily inspired by @jjaydazo's version of her characters. Gotta give credit where credit is due 🥰. Thank you both so much for the yummy art and content.

Hope you'll enjoy the video!

P.S. Dumb youtube took 1 hr 7 mins to upload so pls give me a some love and support or call me a good bear for working hard 😭

[nwarrior777]

oh wow tumblr says this acc is 10 years old today ( 16 december 2024)

wish i could celebrate or draw smth but i am sick (who thought that connecting electricity to warming up system is good idea. so if electricity is off, your warming up system is off and you can't turn on the warming up electric thing. who was it. didn't have electricity all night in december, slept in my outdoors pants and jacket, under 2 blankets, got fever, what was that, 0/10)

but want to say smth anyway

this blog is very dear to me. this place. it was literally my window to the world, cause i was born in hell place - russia. russian village even. (yeah, that thing with electricity here is nothing to compare to problems there)

i learned english on tumblr. learned other mindset. my feed is basically global news newspaper, but in meme form. and of course, i met you

my followers, people who watch my posts, like it, reblogging, writing comments.

thank you so much.

i am getting so much love from you. so much support in most dark times. this blog once was more artsy, with rare text. but now it is as messy as my life and. a lot of people still stay. i feel so much love.

art is more rare here now but i am happy that i found myself in art, my art goal and theme - representation. drawing people who are underrepresented, sometimes not represented at all. destroying all those strange cages artists! put themselves in, and bringing Flame of Freedom, Strive and Love back to art. Spreading kindness.

I am warrior and this is my field of fight. Of course i am human in real life, and can do mistakes, say something wrong do something wrong. But i want to strive to Love Care and Kindness. It is my Ideal

and it was 10 years of going to this point. i am so grateful for you being with me on this road, if someone is new - welcome, is someone is oldies - very hello.

Thank you all. I hope i will continue this path, and you are more than welcomed to join.

With Love, Kris, NWarrior777 🖤

upd: oldies, or maybe new ones - tell in notes some cool stories which you remember about me on tumblr. maybe your fav post or some important moment. it would be cool to have it in ask but if i will answer asks it will all in text again ahah. but, if you want to be anon you still can send ask. i read all of them, but i am not sure i will be able to answer on asks today. lets have fun in notes

[haveyouseenthisskeleton]

Idk if this has been asked but ummmm UF, SF and HT skellies with an infertile S/O? (Who had made it clear from the start)

I did the main boys because the ones you choose are happy with no children anyway ahah.

Undertale Sans - It's fine, but as time passes and you grow closer, that is something that he might regret a little. It's fine, you can still adopt and everything, but bonding with a child inside your womb would have been nice too. He's never saying that to you, however, and especially if it's a touchy subject for you. Sans is always careful to not trigger his S/O and he can perfectly live without children anyway.

Undertale Papyrus - It's ok to not have children of your own (he's not a big fan of making babies anyway) but he would love to adopt some and will try to explain to you with a 520-page PowerPoint why it's a good idea to adopt. He's motivated. Pretty please?

Underswap Sans - That's absolutely not a problem for him. He thinks children kinda hold you back and prevent you from doing fun things together. He likes to take his S/O on adventures and having to renounce to that for a kid would sadden him. He's not exactly a good father figure anyway.

Underswap Papyrus - He's disappointed because Honey really wants children on his own. He doesn't blame you, instead, he tries to find other ways. He knows all monsters can technically bear children so, uh... Why not? That's not something he planned in his life and that's not something a lot of male monsters do so they're not a lot of info on the subject, which is making him anxious. But, uh, luckily, Underswap Undyne is also one of his best friends and the scientist is close enough to a doctor? He knows Alphys would be ecstatic to work on this too. It's just an idea. But you know if you ever want to...

Underfell Sans - He doesn't mind either. Having a baby is scary anyway and he's clearly not ready yet to be a father. Maybe after a few years, you two could talk about adoption, but for now Red is really fine being the only baby in the house. And anyway, if you want to mommy something, there's Edge. He never had a mom so feel free to try. You're not sure about that idea honestly.

Underfell Papyrus - It depends on what you think about this. If you don't mind not having any kids, that's fine for him too. If later in your relationship you feel like adopting or using a third person to make a baby, it's fine too. He can even be convinced to bear the baby, but with a lot of talking because that kinda terrorizes him honestly. Edge is not difficult and adjusts to his S/O.

Horrortale Sans - Well, he is infertile too thanks to what Undyne did to him so... That happened. Oak is fine living like this, but if you even brought up adoption, he would gladly accept too. He loves kids, he's just a little nervous about... You know... His memory problems. He doesn't mind and lets his S/O's choose. He doesn't want to pressure them anyway.

Horrortale Papyrus - He's ok with that. He doesn't know if he's infertile with everything that happened to Underground, and he doesn't trust himself enough to have children for now. He's not sure he will be able to do everything a normal father is supposed to do with his disabilities and it's making him nervous. But after a few years, he's a little more ready to talk about this if you want to adopt. He just needs some reassurance it's going to be fine.

Swapfell Sans - He kinda forgot children were a thing that could happen after a few years of relationship and was very surprised when you said to him you're infertile. Ok? What do you want him to do with this info? Oh. He never thought he could be in love someday, so not having children is absolutely not a problem. If you ever want to adopt, you're going to need to prepare him to the idea for a few months lol.

Swapfell Papyrus - He's not sure what the hell you mean because your soul clearly is, he checked. ... He then realizes you're talking about making a physical baby and feels very stupid. Uh. That's ok though because he can be pregnant sort of? If you want a kid, just ask him and he does it, right? Rus doesn't mind at all carrying a child. He actually already planned to sort of do that for Undyne and Alphys since Alphys is infertile. So, uh, it's just one more baby? Why not? You have to sit. That's a lot of weird info you didn't expect all of the sudden.

Fellswap Gold Sans - He doesn't want children anyway so it's really fine for him. Knowing he doesn't have to expect a surprise baby is actually sort of comforting and he's more relaxed in your relationship. Have you seen him anyway? You think he's a father figure?

Fellswap Gold Papyrus - He's fine with it as well. He's not comfortable having children yet and he's too attached to his S/O to give place yet to other members of his family. Maybe later he would be ok to adopt, even though the thought is terrifying him at the moment.

[mr-spotatohead]

-Reality Tunnel.-

Welcome Home x Human!Reader

Words: 2,919

|Contains: Swearing.|

Synopsis: You work in a museum dedicated to a famous puppet show from the 60s to the 70s. Strangely enough, you never stay in this place until it gets dark. And when you did, you didn't expect to have seen what was an exhibition become real.

You sighed lightly as you finished typing on your workplace computer. When you entered this job, you thought it would be more fun to work in a place that contained a story from an old TV show with children's puppets. But still, it wasn't exhausting, that was a bonus. You took your eyes off the blue screen and looked at the people walking past you after having visited the tour of the old place where the scenes were shot. Your older family members had already seen this show, they had watched it as children, but you, unfortunately, did not get to see any of it. Ironic, since you work at the location where you have all the information about what the show was like.

Some loud laughter made you lift your head to see what was going on next door, it was just your co-workers who do the tour around the museum, laughing about things you weren't too keen to find out. You watched them and then decided to get your bottle of water in your favorite color, the refreshing liquid made your dry throat feel better after a busy afternoon. You looked to your side and saw the empty chair of one of your colleagues who had finished their shift a long time ago. Alex was their name, friendly but very quiet. Any information that one of the tourists needed, you had to speak instead of them. Not that it was a problem. It rarely happened. "Dear?" You lifted your head, which was in your hand. You noticed the presence of an older woman. "Oh, hi Evelyn." You said smiling lightly at the lady in a more basic outfit. Ah, Evelyn was the cleaning woman in the place, you were the one who made friends with her the quickest because of the number of times you had forgotten your things in the place and she had found them. The old woman smiled at you and looked at your things on the table. "Darling, what are you still doing here?" she asked, watching your calm expression change. Still here? What? You looked at the place. It was empty, you should have finished your shift by now, but you were still drifting off in your own thoughts. "O-Oh, I didn't even see the time pass!" You started to take your things and put them in your backpack. The most important items mainly. Evelyn giggled lightly and waved her hand at you. "I almost lock you in here." She said jokingly. You grin lightly at the old woman who watched you leave some important things behind. "Oh, don't forget to get your jacket, your bottle, and your keys." The old woman begins to lift each finger to how many things you accidentally left behind, you took the jacket in hand and put it on. "Jacket ready." The elderly woman hummed and looked at your bottle in hand, you lifted it up and put it inside your backpack. "Bottle already put away." And lastly you picked up your keys and lifted it. "Keys already in hand."

Then Evelyn stopped you before you could continue. "Isn't there something else missing?" The old woman asked you and you paused, innocently turning your head sideways. Evelyn just looked down at your desk and you followed her vision. Oh, it was your door access card. "Oh! Ahah, thank you!" You left your keys on the table to lift your backpack off the floor and then saw Evelyn start walking forward. You quickly grabbed your card and the backpack and ran to the exit along with the elderly woman. Smiling as you walked out the doorway. "Have a good night, Evelyn!" You waved to the elderly woman who returned the nod. You jogged over to your motorcycle, which unfortunately was further away from the place. Unfortunately the motorcycle parking space was hard to find around the museum, so you walked along the road until you reached your motorcycle, where there were also some motorcycles. But because it was late, the street was empty. You sighed content to finish your shift and finally go home, eat something warm and watch something under the covers. You daydreamed and reached into your pockets for your motorcycle keys to finally get to… to… You widened your eyes slightly. You fumbled in your left pocket, feeling only your card inside. You checked your other pocket. With your shoulders slumped now, you felt only bitterness. "Son of a bitch." You grunted angrily, you turned around and started running towards the museum again. Your face containing only resentment for having made the same mistake AGAIN. You mentally cursed yourself. You grabbed the keys! You had them in your hands! You could only hope that Evelyn hadn't left yet. But getting close to the museum and seeing the closed doors made you grunt louder for bad luck. But you sighed and remembered that sometimes, when there are still people in the museum, they use a side door that requires a card. You could only hope that your employee card would work on this door. Running to the side of the structure, you spotted the door, which contained a mechanism on the side, which you could only think was where the card went. Fingers crossed, you swiped the card, and then heard a 'blip'. Raising your eyebrows as you saw the door unlock, you smiled at your luck. Wasting no time, you went inside the place, it was dark, except for the lights that were turned on in the exhibitions. You ran straight to the front tables and began to search quickly for your keys. Were you breaking in? Maybe….. But if you were quick, it never happened. But you began to get stressed by not finding your keys anywhere. You remember the last time you were here, keys in hand, with Evelyn and-

Then you heard the sound of metal hitting each other in the deepest parts of the museum. You stopped your breath when you heard the sound of keys. You raised your head in the direction of the sound and it seemed to be in the most isolated area of the museum sessions. You heard the sound begin to drift away.

"Evelyn?" You called out, perhaps the old lady would not have left as soon as you thought. Maybe she had stayed to sort some things out? You left the tables and followed the sound, going further into the museum. You called Evelyn's name again, but got no answer. Entering corridors and exiting rooms, you stopped at the end of a wing under construction. You realized that it was the old parts of the old studio. They were being renovated for tourist viewing. It was all dark, but you could see a door on the other side opening and closing.

It was bright on the other side of that door. You quickly made your way inside this dark, empty wing. You couldn't see any silhouettes of any kind, except the door that you got close enough to see. Stopping in your tracks, you felt a revulsion in your stomach. It was as if it told you not to turn that knob. You frowned and sighed as you reached for the doorknob. You opened it and the brightness on the other side blinded you in a way you weren't expecting. "What the…?" You covered your face with your arms and then opened your eyes slightly, seeing everything blurry, and everything very…. Colorful? You blinked a few times and lowered your arms, letting your eyes absorb all the information in front of you. Your eyes after getting used to the bright light, you couldn't help but stare, awestruck by what you were seeing. Your head turned several different ways, looking at the houses, the trees, the colorful floor tiles, the clear blue sky. You were seeing in front of you an exact version of the show Welcome Home. Only everything was giant and real.

Wait, real? It wasn't possible, you must be dreaming, hallucinating. You looked back and the darkness was still behind you, you looked forward, letting your head cross to the other side, noticing how the door was literally in the middle of nowhere. You frowned in confusion. But when your eyes reached the ground. You noticed that a few feet away were your keys. You noticed your keys were on this other side of the world, simply on the floor. You bit on the inside of your cheek and nervously decided to step into this place with its extremely saturated colors. Taking small steps. You reached for your key and bent down, noticing how shiny and polished the floor tiles were. The place was quite beautiful and extravagant. But it was too much for you.

Then standing up as you turned back around, you wanted to get out of there as fast as possible, pausing quickly as you noticed a fatal mistake. One thing that was missing.

You turned around and were met with only the street and a few more colorful trees.

You gripped your keys tightly as you noticed the missing entrance from where you entered. Your eyes searched the entire place, but there was no sign of the door. Your breath rose and you looked back at the small neighborhood. This was definitely not what you wanted to do after your shift.

You noticed that there was a road, you looked both ways, and the sinister thing was that both sides made the road extend to where you could no longer see, same thing with the colorful trees. It was bizarre. You then noticed a butterfly passing near you, your eyes watched it, and it flew with the breeze into the neighborhood. The only place that would have things inside… Putting your keys in your pocket, you decided to investigate what was inside. Maybe you would find your key thief. But not holding out much hope, you began to walk into the neighborhood. Looking carefully at the store next door and the post office. They seemed closed, are all the houses empty too? You walked until you reached the middle. Looking at the red house, strangely it seemed to have eyes. You ignored it and kept walking to the right. Not noticing the fact that the house was staring at you until you were out of sight. You kept walking along the colorful tile, passing a house- uh, a decorated barn. Strangely enough, a good smell coming from it. It smelled like a freshly baked pie. You kept walking until you came near a house with sky decorations and- "OH MY STARS!" You almost choked on your saliva as you heard someone screaming behind you. You turned around, surprise on your face. And then your face got even more expressive after you saw who was there. The girl in the overalls dropped the box of ornaments from her hands and dropped it on the floor because she was surprised to see you.

You however just watched this star person. You remember the names of some of the characters, and clearly the one in front of you was Sally. A character from the show. Real, and right in front of you.

You didn't have the strength to say anything, just watch carefully for this fictional character interacting with you. Sally pressed her rosy cheeks together at the sight of you, making her mouth in an 'o' shape, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Oh my!" Sally then put her hands over her mouth as she noticed her loud tone of voice.

She soon removed her hands from her mouth and began, "You, are you our new neighbor??!" She asked loud enough for you to hear. When you heard that, for some reason, you finally managed to speak back. "Me? No! Not at all-" Sally then looked at you and waved her hands in front of her. "Oh come on! You don't have to keep it a secret, you-" Sally interrupted herself as an idea popped into her mind.

"OOHH, I have to tell Wally! He's the one who takes care of this!" Sally soon started to run backwards, soon braking hard and looking at you with a smile. "Hold on there! I'll be right back!!!" And then the girl continued running away, precisely to the red house in the center.

You began to despair internally. Feeling a little exposed by the neighborhood. You started to walk and run away. Afraid to see what would happen after that. You walked straight through the forest next to the post office and decided to go back to see if the door would be there. You had a view of the road. And no door. Snorting loudly, you put your hand on your head. Staring at the ground. But what was going on anyway? Where were you? Why is this happening to you? Suddenly, someone walks by the corner of the post office and almost hits you, well, technically this person did hit you, but only in the arm as you went straight past. You paused, instinctively raising your head to see who it was. "Oh, jeez. You okay, friend?" The somewhat monotone voice asked, not loudly. You felt a hand lightly grasp your arm. You looked up at the person, or rather being. The man with a smile on his face looked into your eyes, and you have never seen in your life someone change expression as quickly as that one. You definitely knew this one. The protagonist of the show. Wally Darling.

Although you had seen drawings of this character with a friendly smile, you definitely didn't want to be the person who saw the look he was giving you at that moment.

The same could perhaps be said for Wally, for your facial expression at seeing him was not one of the happiest to behold either.

You couldn't tell for how long you stared at him, but you noticed how he moved closer to you, his eyes intense and focused only on yours. You swallowed hard. Not liking the situation at all. Wally then opened his mouth and after seconds said seriously. "You're not from around here." The only thing you could do was nod your head slowly, a little terrified and surprised that he would notice. Or maybe not, you clearly didn't suit that place. "I'm not…" You finally broke eye contact to look at your arm that was in the puppet's hand…? Thankfully, the man in blue let go of you, making you more comfortable with not being stuck in the place. "Although…" Wally began, his voice a little more subtle and not serious as before. The puppet put his hands together and put a smile on his face. Still with his eyes on you. "If you got in… Then that means you must belong here." You took two steps back, glancing at the man in blue in front of you. Ignoring a little what he was saying because your mind was so confused, you just wanted to get the hell out of there. But it seemed no one was going to help you. So maybe the protagonist knows what's going on? When you had this idea you went to open your mouth to talk about how you would get back to your place, since he realized that you didn't belong there, you were interrupted by him taking your hands. Raising your eyebrows you looked at Wally, who was smiling contentedly. "Well, welcome, neighbor! I hope you enjoy your new stay." How did you get into this situation? . . . "Wait, I don't think you understand." You tried to explain your situation to the puppet who clearly wasn't listening to you, ironic though he didn't want to take his eyes off you. "I'm not from here. I can't get out. I don't want to stay." You said stopping your steps. You were being 'forced' to walk with Wally to your new stay. And it was a real challenge to show him what 'I don't want to stay' means. "Nonsense! You wouldn't even be here if you didn't have your keys!" Wally turned to you, with a slight smile. The puppet just found it amusing to see you making irritated expressions after his explanations. "I-! I don't have any keys. I don't want to live here." If you weren't insane to see this place. Then you will be in trying to explain something in this place. "Silly neighbor! Of course you do." Wally looked at you with half-lidded eyes, you frowned, and then he finally took his eyes off you, to look in your pants pocket, and then continued to look at you. You thought this was strange and quickly put your hand inside your pants, feeling for your keys.

You looked at the puppet frowning as he watched you smiling. Pulling out your keys, you noticed something you didn't have on your normal keys. A large letter of your initial as a keychain. "Wha-?" The man in blue moved from your side and pulled out a proper key, with a letter W as a keychain on his keys. "We each have those keys in the neighborhood. And so do you." No fucking way. "Now, may we continue? I would love to introduce you to the others. Although Sally has already started spreading the news." Wally laughed monotonously and continued to take you to your 'home'.

Your new stay? No fucking way. You're getting out of this place for sure.

-Heyyy another Wally story, theres more parts of this one for sure, idk I like the idea that you could just walk into the welcome home world like nothing. BTW the flower that I used, Dahlia, means change.-

@elegantkidfansoul

[wasteland-wrecker]

Sometimes I wonder if you just start a new fallout game and make an avatar and then go

“Damn…this would do numbers on Tumblr”

AND IT ALWAYS DOES BECAUSE YOURE SO COOL???

Love your blog, love your art, love your characters!!

Ahah, I actually don’t ☺️ I only go: damn… is this character a not so good looking but still somehow attractive man another man would hypothetically like to taste? 🤔

But yeah, if they do numbers on Tumblr I’m even happier lol

Ocs are what gives me life honestly, whether they are completely original or from a specific fandom. The “problem” of completely original characters is that you might have to explain to others the world they live in, while ocs from existing media are easier to empathize with because you know exactly where they come from. ASDFGHJK NOBODY ASKED-

ANYWAY THANK YOU SO MUCH 😭😭😭

Kisses from both Rico and Toby at the same time 💋💋💋

[jongbross]

Hellooo!! So I was thinking about exo’s reaction of reader getting turned on but there’s people around.. I’ll leave this to u ahah 🤭

the ones who would either get shy or scold you:

minseok, junmyeon, yixing, jongin

i think both minseok and junmyeon would get kind of annoyed, and tell you that that was no place to get turned on (although they know it might not be your fault). minseok would just give you the look, while junmyeon would politely whisper for you to control yourself. but don't worry, they're all yours once you reach home.

now, for yixing and jongin, they're not innocent of course - but still, they would get all shy and pretend like they didn't hear you. yixing might even leave a hand resting on your thigh as some type of comfort for the both of you, but jongin wouldn't touch you at all as he would start to nervously laugh (and because he's starting to feel aroused too).

the ones who would smirk about it and tease you endlessly:

baekhyun, kyungsoo, sehun

oh, i'm so sorry for you. these three would make a personal goal to see you blush and groan out of annoyance. baekhyun would be the worst one, caressing your thigh but pulling his hand away whenever you tried to pull it closer to where you'd need him. kyungsoo would start to play with his hair and do things that he knows it turns you on, like casually slip some words into the conversation too; he would love to see you frustrated. now for sehun, he would be such a brat, leaning on your ear and asking how much you can handle it, smirking whenever he'd see you moving in discomfort. they're all brats, you did this to yourself when you chose them, i'm sorry.

the ones who would take the matter into their own hands (if you know what i mean):

jongdae, chanyeol

these two are the only ones i think that would actually pull you aside and help you out with your problem. jongdae would probably need to 1) be a little bit tipsy, or 2) be needy as well, to help you out. he would have some fun teasing you too before deciding that enough is enough, excusing the two of you out of the conversation and taking you to the bathroom, the closest room or something. you're lucky to have him and his lips, be grateful.

chanyeol would try his best not to laugh at you once he realizes what you're going through, but because you're such a good partner for him (and because he knows you would do the same for him), he would take you to his car so he can help you have some relief with his fingers. don't forget to thank him too.

[aurorawritestoescape]

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Thank you for the tags, lovelies @milla-frenchy @tateypots @toxicanonymity @sunshineispunk @itwasntimethatdidit40 @sawymredfox @iamasaddie @thundermartini @joelmillerisapunk 😘 I loved reading your answers, friends, you’re all so amazing and cool, I don’t deserve you😍 I know I’m horribly late, I’ve been shy tbh, but I decided to play and I’m bringing you cats to make my yapping more entertaining😽

What's the origin of your blog title? I came up with it in 5 seconds bc my Libra ass needs to do something fast otherwise I’d never make a decision. The name Aurora just came to me, I think it’s beautiful, and the ‘writestoescape’ part is why I’m here, in the delulu land

OTP(s) + Shipname: me and Joel, me and Javi, me and Frankie and every other Pedro boy except for Max Lord yuck!

Favourite colour: all shades of pink under the sun

Favourite game: Overwatch. I haven’t played in a hot minute but I love it.

Song stuck in your head: timezone by Måneskin

Weirdest habit/trait? I love talking to myself. It helps me to reflect on situations. Or I just make myself laugh.

Hobbies: writing, reading, drawing, tumblr-ing, making moodboards and edits on Canva.

If you work, what's your profession? teacher

If you could have any job you wish, what would it be? I wish not to work but to leisure, write, read and be silly.

Something you're good at: letting things go, listening

Something you're bad at: doing anything under stress, staying cool when ppl get on my nerves

Something you love: my family, my friends

Something you could talk about for hours off the cuff: Joel Miller, fanfiction, myself lol but tbh I’m not a big talker

Something you hate: that would be a long list bc I can complain about anything at any given moment lol but let’s say rude ppl, disrespect, small talk, entitlement, cold weather, phone/app interface updates, red footwear on men

Something you collect: unfinished wips ahah *cries I don't collect anything but I noticed that when I see a cute, fun toy for my kid, I need to buy it for her us and we have so many now, it’s a problem

Something you forget: to drink water, the importance of sleep

What's your love language? quality time

Favourite movie/show: I’m a tv show girlie, and there’re so many that I love but let’s go with friends, community, the last of us, the office, parks and rec, you, midnight mass

Favourite food: pasta, lasagna, pizza, all Italian food actually and tom yum

Favourite animal: all baby animals, they’re sooo cute.

What were you like as a child? Shy, quiet, stubborn, manipulative

Favourite subject at school? literature

Least favorite subject? maths

What's your best character trait? I’m reliable and funny in my opinion

What's your worst character trait? I’m egoistic, short tempered and can say a lot of bad stuff that makes me feel guilty afterwards. Also I’m grumpy af.

If you could change any detail of your day right now what would it be? I’d sleep for three hours longer in the mornings, spend my days in the sun and have no worries at all.

If you could travel in time who would you like to meet? I’d love to meet my grandparents and my parents to see what they were like when they were younger

Recommend one of your favourite fanfics (spread the love!): check out the tag #fic rec🔥on my blog to see what stories I loved but I cannot not mention my man, my love, my everything Nightwalks Joel by @toxicanonymity ❤️ I’d say go read the series NOW but I’m a jealous girlie and he’s MINE!! / kidding, I recommend it so so much!!🥵😍🤤🤤🤤

Tagging you🫵 if by any chance you haven’t done it yet

[riddle-me-fear]

sometimes you two behave like you're 0.2 seconds away from either hate screwing or murdering the other and it's funny

Disclaimers

tw: violence mentioned, dubious consent mentioned

spoiler warning: ending of Batman Arkham City / beginning of Batman Arkham Knight

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Edward Nygma | The Riddler

Why, I'm glad our day-to-day interactions are amusing to you.

Jonathan Crane | The Scarecrow

Careful, we might steal tha clown's act.

Edward Nygma | The Riddler

I honestly doubt his ashes would mind. Oh! That reminds me, actually: Unfortunately, I hear there's a new one in town. Waller just doesn't know when to quit, she's bringing in alternative universe Rogues now, to join her ridiculous squad.

Jonathan Crane | The Scarecrow

Wond'rful.

Edward Nygma | The Riddler

You know, I really don't get her logic. Oh, we just took care of the biggest problem, but you know what? Why don't we bring the same problem back, just in a different font.

Jonathan Crane | The Scarecrow

Heh. Sound at all familiar?

Edward inhales to make a snarky remark back at Jon, but then stops in his tracks, making the Scarecrow chuckle.

Edward Nygma | The Riddler

Ughh, see? This is what I get for dating my own psychiatrist. Honestly, though, better than dating the mayor, slash, mob boss. And before you say anything, you also decided to date your patient. We're equally at fault here.

Jonathan Crane | The Scarecrow

Ahah... And this, kids, is whah yer parents shoulda got that divorce.

Edward Nygma | The Riddler

Good god, could you imagine us having children?

Jonathan Crane | The Scarecrow

There's a good reason why none o' us Rogues gettem, Eddie. Unless ye'r tha' sadistic ta wanna one-up yer parents.

Edward Nygma | The Riddler

Ha! I'm already good enough at traumatizing children, thank you very much. But you know, now that you mention it, I heard an alternate me actually did have a child, a daughter, if I recall correctly.

Jonathan Crane | The Scarecrow

Ya don't say. An' how'd that go?

Edward Nygma | The Riddler

Exactly how you'd expect. Called her "Enigma" too, can you believe that? Who names their own child after a pseudonym of themselves?

Jonathan Crane | The Scarecrow

Oh I dunno Eddie, who on earth could possibly be doin' that? Why, I can't think o' nobody, can you?

Edward just lets out a long sigh.

C'mon, ye rid yerself inta that.

Edward Nygma | The Riddler

You know, anon, it used to be a lot worse than this. Remember Harleen's birthday?

Jonathan Crane | The Scarecrow

Oh jesus lord christ, don' remind me o' tha'.

Edward Nygma | The Riddler

Baking the cake was a disaster - never before have I seen you so utterly incapable of following simple instructions. But I have to admit, I might have overreacted, a tiny small little bit, at one point or the other.

Jonathan Crane | The Scarecrow

Oh, wus that when ya tried ta discipline me ba usin' me as target practice, throwin' literal knives at me, or when ya burned me with da bakin' tin fresh outta the oven?

Edward Nygma | The Riddler

Oooh, you've been through worse. Plus, you got your revenge when you strapped me to the bed, and tested your special toxin on me. That said, you see my point, though, right? We used to actually fight each other.

Jonathan Crane | The Scarecrow

An' if it wusn't fo' recent distractions, we'd still be at each other's throats. In a diff'rent way, anyweh.

Edward Nygma | The Riddler

Ahahah! Distractions. Well put.