#and idk if this is my top favorite but it’s one of my favorites

[charmedimsure]

uuuhhhhhm can i pretty pretty please with cherries on top request a Dae-ho x reader where the reader was also in the military? but its like that ep. where they revolutionized? if that makes sense? idk i think it be cool if reader eas good eith a gun

anyways HAVE A LOVELY DAY/ NIGHT love reading your stuff (i binge read it :p)

Whiskey Tango Foxtrot

pairing: Kang Dae-ho x gn!reader

summary: As a former soldier, you know just what to do when all hell breaks loose.

word count: 3.7k

warnings: guns, death, blood, squid game stuff, panic attacks, ptsd

A/N: i've played so many shooting games i feel like i've been training to write this fic my entire life. i even named it after a shield from my favorite game (brownie points if you know which game). if you find any mistakes no you didn't <3 tried to make this gender neutral but if you find any slip ups lmk so i can fix it

**this can be read as romantic or platonic**

You look at the woman standing between bunks with wide eyes. You weren't sure earlier when you saw her on the screen, but seeing her standing ten feet away from you, you're absolutely positive that you know who this is.

"Sergeant?"

Cho Hyun-ju turns and gasps when she sees you, a smile lighting up her face. She quickly embraces you, you happily hugging her back. You were always her favorite soldier (she never admitted it, being the sergeant of the Brigade, but you both knew she liked you best). You were one of the only people who supported her when she came out. You tried to fight against her discharge but, as a low-ranking soldier, you had no say in the matter.

"I knew it had to be you!" you say, pulling back with a smile. "When I saw someone go back into the playing field to help a guy with only ten seconds left, I just knew it was my sergeant!"

"It's good to see you," she says. "Though, I wish it was under better circumstances."

You nod solemnly. You had just watched at least a hundred people die while screaming and begging for their lives. As a former soldier, it was hard that you couldn't do anything to help the civilians. All you could do was stand there and listen to the screams and gunshots, and then the silence.

"How are you here? Are you not part of the Brigade anymore?" Hyun-ju asks.

You shake your head. "No, I actually left not long after you were discharged. It wasn't the same without you, and I just couldn't be civil with the others after how they treated you."

She nods, understanding. "Well, if I'm going to be here with anyone, I'm glad it's you. I trust you with my life, soldier."

You smile. "And I you, Sergeant."

<>

You and Hyun-ju had made it through the next two games together, along with some allies you made along the way. Together with Young-mi, Yong-sik, and Geum-ja, you had been the first team to succeed in the six-legged pentathlon.

You had also made it though Mingle with some new allies, though not all of your old allies made it. Young-mi's death was hard on your whole group, but Hyun-ju had been taking it the worst. While you had grown closer with Yong-sik and Geum-ja, she had formed a special bond with the young girl and had to watch her die right in front of her.

While you would like to take the time to mourn Young-mi, a lot has happened in the few hours since the third game ended. The vote on whether to go home or stay ended in a 50-50 tie, meaning you're going to have to redo the vote tomorrow. Then, a huge fight apparently broke out in the men's bathroom, leaving five players dead.

Both sides group together to count their numbers, and you find that there's now one more X than O. While the players around you celebrate, a feeling of dread shoots through you.

"Attention please. Lights out in 30 minutes. All players, please return to your beds and prepare for bedtime."

Shit.

Player 047 stands in front of the group. "Listen, you cannot change your minds. We have to win the second vote and get out of here tomorrow, alright?"

As the other players around you nod and move to their beds, you stay sitting, watching the O players. They're already looking at your group. Watching. Waiting. You look at Gi-hun, the previous winner, and know that he's thinking the same thing you are.

<>

"Those bastards are acting suspicious," Dae-ho says, returning to the small circle you formed on the ground. "It looks like they're up to something."

Jung-bae breathes out a laugh. "Whatever those idiots do, once we win the vote tomorrow, it'll all be over."

"You think we'll be okay?" Dae-ho asks, concerned. "They say things were really crazy in the bathroom earlier."

"We need to be ready," you say from your place between Dae-ho and Gyeong-seok. "They've been watching us since the moment they found out the prize money goes up if we kill each other."

The group around you tenses before Gi-hun speaks up as well. "Once the lights go out, people on the other side will attack us."

"Really?" Yong-sik asks from beside his mother.

Gi-hun nods. "Because if they kill us, they'll be able to win the vote and increase the prize."

"So what do we do?" Yong-sik asks.

"Let's attack them first," Young-il suggests. "They're probably thinking we'll just wait for the second vote. We can use it to our advantage. We'll attack them first once the lights go out."

"That's right," Player 047 says. "It'd be better to attack them first. We have more women and elderly on our side. If we get attacked we'll be at a disadvantage." You send him a glare that makes him freeze for a moment before continuing. "Attacking them first would give us a better chance of winning."

"I agree," Player 145 adds.

"We can't do that," Gi-hun says.

"But we have to get out of here," Young-il argues. "You said it yourself. Staying calm won't get us anywhere now."

"That doesn't mean we should kill each other," Gi-hun says. "That's exactly what they want us to do."

Jung-bae leans forward. "'They'?"

Gi-hun looks at him. "The ones who created this game." He turns to face the rest of the circle. "The ones who watch us play. If we're going to fight someone, it should be them."

It's silent before Dae-ho speaks up. "Where are they?"

Gi-hun looks to the ceiling. "Up there."

You all follow his gaze before looking around at each other.

"On the upper levels," Gi-hun says, "are the rooms they control the games from. The man in the black mask is their leader. Once we capture him, we'll be able to win."

"How are you going to fight them?" Young-il asks. "They have guns."

"We'll fight them with guns, too," Gi-hun says.

"But we don't have any," Jung-bae says.

Gi-hun turns to him. "We'll take their guns."

You and Hyun-ju look at each other. This is what you were trained for.

"From those masked men?" Gyeong-seok asks nervously.

Gi-hun nods.

"That's too dangerous," Young-il says. "Even if we manage to take a few guns, we'll still be outnumbered."

"What then?" Gi-hun argues. "Are you going to kill each other all night and hope you survive? Is that what you want, Young-il?"

Hyun-ju breaks the silence. "Do we... stand a chance?"

"We do if we catch them off guard," Gi-hun says. "Out of everyone, they're the ones who would least expect us to attack first. This is our last chance to end these games once and for all."

"How are you going to take their guns?" Young-il asks.

"Once the fight begins tonight, we'll have our chance."

<>

"Lights out in ten seconds."

"Ten,

nine,

eight,

seven,

six,

five,

four,

three,

two,

one."

The lights dim, then turn off completely, leaving only the red and blue lights from the floor.

You roll out of bed, getting under the frame. You feel someone else trying to get under your bed, and you move a bit to make room for Dae-ho. Just as you get in position, you see bodies creeping towards your side of the room, illuminated by the bright blue O on the floor.

There's a scream, and all hell breaks loose.

The lights strobe as you hear the sounds of screaming and bottles being smashed coming from all around you. Somewhere to your right, a bunk is toppled over, sending someone to the ground. Another player runs up to them, stabbing their fork into their neck.

You feel the ex-Marine next to you tense up and put a hand over his, trying to bring him some comfort, or at the very least trying to keep him from blowing your cover.

You hear the buzzer of the door and the lights come on. One of the soldiers fires into the air to stop the fighting as about twenty masked guards come into the room, all armed.

You quickly army crawl out from under the bed, Dae-ho following you as you lay down on the ground.

You hear footsteps getting closer to you, and your ear is moved as a device scans behind it.

You open your eyes, grabbing the soldier so they can't move. "Dae-ho! Now!"

The ex-Marine smashes a bottle over the head of the guard, knocking him unconscious. You take the opportunity to grab the submachine gun off of the soldier, shooting another soldier coming toward you and Dae-ho. You're so focused on the fight that you fail to notice the quivering boy holding his hands over his ears against the bunks.

Grabbing another gun, you quickly scale one of the bunks to get a better vantage of the fight.

"Sergeant!" You yell, gaining the attention of Hyun-ju. She looks to you and you toss the SMG to her. She drops her pistol and catches the weapon, turning just in time to shoot one of the pink guards coming for her.

You use your position to fire at the guards hiding behind bunks. You pull the trigger until you hear a click, cursing as the mag runs empty. You jump down from the bunk, using the butt of the gun to knock a guard out cold. You quickly take his ammo and reload your own gun, firing at a guard trying to shoot Gi-hun.

"Retreat. Retreat."

The voice over the intercom announces and the pink soldiers make their way towards the door. You're able to shoot two more, but most of the soldiers who are still alive are able to make it out of the room. The main guard with the square on his mask is too busy firing back to realize that the door has closed behind him, sealing him in the room with you just as he runs out of ammo.

"Stop! Hold fire!" Gi-hun yells.

Jung-bae and another player run over to the square guard, making sure he won't fight.

"You goddamn bastards!" you hear someone yell on the other side of the room and turn to see Player 047 aiming his gun at a bunch of O players.

"No!" Gi-hun yells, stopping the man before he can shoot. "This is not what we took these guns for. If we do this, we'll be no different from those masked men."

Player 047 lowers his gun, hanging his head and he softly cries.

Gi-hun steps to the center of the room. "Everyone! Don't be scared. Gather round, please! We're not trying to hurt you!"

You walk to stand by Hyun-ju and Gyeong-seok.

"Get the guns and ammo from the dead," she tells the both of you.

You nod, doing as your sergeant says while she takes out the cameras in the room.

<>

Placing one of the last guns on the mattress in the center of the room, you move to stand in line between Jung-bae and Dae-ho, handing the extra SMG in your hand to Dae-ho.

Gi-hun steps forward. "Everyone. We will now head up to the masked men's headquarters. We'll capture the ones who captured us, put an end to this game, and make them pay. Anyone who knows how to use a gun and wishes to join us, please step forward."

You look at the crowd in front of you, but everyone stays where they are.

"Hey," you hear a voice next to you say and turn your head to see Jung-bae stepping forward. "I know you're scared. I'm scared too. But this may be our last chance to make it out of this place alive. Fight with us so we can go home together. All together."

One of the players in the back of the crowd steps forward. "I'll fight with you."

Gi-hun waves at him to come and take a gun. Two other players come forward as well.

You watch as Yong-sik makes a move to step forward, but he catches your gaze as you shake your head at him. It's very brave of him to think about volunteering, but he hasn't even served his mandatory military service yet, and it would kill his mother if he didn't come back. You breathe a sigh of relief when Yong-sik stays where he is.

When it's clear that no one else is stepping forward, Gi-hun turns to you all. "Please check your guns and ammo."

"Let's take one radio each," Jung-bae says. "We'll use channel 7, the lucky number."

You put the strap of your gun around you, checking the mag and putting it back in place when you're satisfied with the amount of ammo that is left. You look to your right to see Dae-ho fiddling with his own gun. Just as you're about to help him, Hyun-ju steps forward.

"Attention," she says, holding up her gun. "This is the MP5, a submachine gun." She continues on the demonstrate how to load the weapon and set it to the mode you should be using. When she's done, she looks at you all. "Are we clear?"

"Yes," you answer, falling right back into the rhythm with your sergeant.

Hyun-ju nods to you, silently telling you to stay by her when you get out there.

"How do you two know each other?" Dae-ho questions, his voice a bit shaky.

You smirk, cocking the MP5. "I was in the 13th Special Missions Brigade. Hyun-ju was my sergeant."

Dae-ho stares at you, completely stunned. "You were in the Decapitation Unit?!"

You chuckle at his disbelief, nodding.

The man can't believe it. He's been bragging about being an ex-Marine while there's been two ex-Special Forces soldiers right next to him the whole time.

Gi-hun points a pistol at the square-masked guard. "Take it off."

The guard slowly removes his mask, revealing a boy no older than 25.

"Good God," Jung-bae says. "Do your parents know what you're doing here?"

The guard just stares at him.

Gi-hun cocks the pistol. "Take us to your captain."

<>

"All players, it is bedtime now. Please return to your quarters immediately. Otherwise, you will be eliminated from the game. Let me repeat..."

Gi-hun fires at the speaker, effectively shutting up the voice. Three guards are stood over you. "Get down!"

You duck behind the wall of the stairs. Feeling a hand on your shoulder, you turn to look at Hyun-ju behind you.

"Cover me!"

You nod, shooting at the guards while she sprints to the top of the stairs. From her new vantage point, she is able to take out one of the guards, causing their body to fall over the ledge and down to the floor.

When you duck down to reload, you see Dae-ho next to you. The ex-Marine is sitting in a ball, covering his ears and flinching every time a shot rings out. You look at him with concern, but your attention is stolen by Gi-hun telling everyone to hold their fire. Dae-ho gets a grip on his weapon and you all move, following Gi-hun and the un-masked guard.

As you move down an alleyway, Gi-hun stops the guard. "How much farther? Is this the right way?"

The boy points toward the end of the hall. "The entrance to the management area is around that corner. The control room is right above it."

Gi-hun pushes him. "Move it, then!"

"Wait," the guard says, reaching toward his pocket.

"What are you doing?" Gi-hun stops him.

"I need my mask to pass security," the guard explains. Gi-hun nods and the guard takes the mask out. He looks up, but before he can say anything else, a bullet goes right through his head.

You all take cover as more shots are fired at you. Something slashes onto your face, and you turn to see Player 072's lifeless body falling to the ground.

You drop the floor and crawl over to Hyun-ju, both of you taking positions in a green square area of the stairs. You nod to each other and duck out of cover, firing at the guards. You can hear the men speaking to each other at the other end of the line, but you focus on taking out as many guards as possible.

You and Hyun-ju alternate firing and taking cover, both of you shooting with deadly precision, doing your best to not waste any of the already low supply of ammo you have.

A player next to you screams and is shot. You turn, shooting at the guard approaching from your rear, taking out a few that are behind that one as well.

"Everyone! Check your magazines!" Hyun-ju calls out.

You take the mag out of the gun, seeing that you have about half of a clip left. Everyone announces that they're around the same.

"Young-il, Dae-ho, can you hear me?" The voice of Jung-bae erupts from your radio.

"Go ahead!" Young-il says.

"I think we're right below the control room." Shots can be heard in the background. "But we need backup and more ammo."

"We're running out of ammo, too!"

"There should be spare magazines in the soldiers' pockets in our quarters. Go get them!" Gi-hun yells through the radio.

"Did you hear that?" Young-il turns to the group. "They need backup! Three of us will go, and the rest will stay! Join us once you get the magazines! Who wants to go with me?"

Players 047 and ... volunteer and they run off towards the end of the hall.

"I'll go get the magazines!" Hyun-ju yells. "I'll come back as soon as I can, so just hold on until then!"

"Hyun-ju!" A voice yells. You turn to see Dae-ho raising his hand. "I'll go!" He hurries over to where you and Hyun-ju are taking cover. "I- I'm out of ammo."

"Do you know the way?" Gyeong-seok asks. Dae-ho nods.

"We destroyed the cameras on the way, follow them," Hyun-ju says.

"I'll go with him," you say. "I still have some ammo, so I'll cover him."

Hyun-ju nods. "I'll cover you. Go!"

You and Dae-ho take off down the stairs. He stops a few times, but you pull him along, keeping your eyes up to watch for the broken cameras. As you're running down the stairs, Dae-ho stops, and you turn to see him staring at a dead guard hanging over the ledge of a window.

"Dae-ho!" Jung-bae yells. "Can you hear me? Where are those magazines?"

You lift your own radio to your mouth. "We're getting them now."

"Alright! We're counting on you!"

You put your radio back in your pocket, grabbing Dae-ho's hand and pulling him along behind you.

You burst into the quarters, letting go of Dae-ho's hand as you sprint to a guard, taking the spare mags out of their pockets. You hear someone say your name and look up to see Yong-sik.

"What happened? Why are you back by yourselves?"

"We're low on ammo," you say, not looking up from the guard you're looting. "We need to get the magazines from their pockets. Help us!"

You look up to the boy to see him nod and run over to a nearby guard. Geum-ja and Jun-hee come over to the help, as well.

Once you've looted all the ammo from the guards, you place them into a jacket you found on one of the dead players. You tie it up and give it to Dae-ho, thanking the others as you lead him out of the room.

Gunshots can be heard as soon as you step outside. You keep moving but when you check behind you, you see that Dae-ho has stopped where he is.

"Dae-ho, we need to go," you urge.

He looks at you silently, but the fear in his eyes sends the message. You've seen soldiers like this before you joined the Special Forces.

Dae-ho stands in his spot, paralyzed other than the shake of his body in fear.

You hear your name and Dae-ho's through the radio. "Where are you? Can you hear me?"

You watch as Dae-ho lifts his radio, staring at it as Hyun-ju's voice comes through.

"Did you find the magazines? Are you on your way?"

Dae-ho looks at you. "I'm sorry," he whispers, dropping the radio on the ground and running back into the quarters with the magazines.

"Shit," you say under your breath. You follow Dae-ho into the room, looking around to find where he went. Yong-sik points toward a bunk and you find Dae-ho curled up there, rocking back and forth. Running over to him, you take the jacket with the mags, ready to run out of there. You take a look at Dae-ho, the pure fear coursing through him as he whispers apologies over and over.

You sigh, remembering one of the lessons Hyun-ju taught you as your sergeant.

Never leave a man behind.

Taking out your radio, you bring it to your lips and press the button. "Charlie Foxtrot."

You put your radio down, knowing that Hyun-ju will know what to do. You had picked up the phrase from your U.S. counterparts, saying it to each other when something goes wrong.

Moving to sit on the bed, you take Dae-ho's hands into yours. "Dae-ho, I need you to breathe with me, alright."

He slowly looks at your face before launching himself into your arms, sobbing into your shoulder. You rub his back comfortingly, knowing you can't leave him alone like this.

After a few minutes, Hyun-ju runs into the room shouting you and Dae-ho's names. She comes running over to you, stopping when she sees Dae-ho in your arms.

"What happened?"

Dae-ho jumps a bit at the new voice, burying his face farther into your jacket.

You look up a Hyun-ju, shaking your head at her. She nods, understanding. You point at the magazines and she scoops them into her arms, ready to take them to the others when the buzzer for the door goes off and more pink guards enter the room, firing in the air and making everyone scream.

Hyun-ju reloads her SMG, ready to take on the entire group on guards by herself. You watch as Geum-ja puts a hand on her shoulder, stopping her.

"You can't die like this."

You sigh in relief as Hyun-ju puts the gun down. From your hidden area, you try to get the guns and mags away from you, making it seem as though the three of you have been here the whole time.

As the guards come further into the room, you use your body to shield Dae-ho from them as he whimpers. You make eye contact with Hyun-ju. Whatever happens next, you'll face it as a team.

~

Dae-ho tags: @whatthefuckeryfuckityfuck @ally1uvsu @thebiggestigurosimp @come-as-you-are-111 @hiphip-horray @k1michii @tpwkcaryslizb @louissst28 @sshwaa @jennwonwoo @sunnysurvives @lalalaa2210 @tayshs @sunshinethatlooksalive @plntmxrss @lxnnrobin @mariaxman @alexx-iia @batty-barty-crouchjr @kxsm3t @takuma-talkz @peacemakersbeloved @skywalker0809 @soobinbunnie5

[elliezlils11utt]

fluffy domestic farm life with farmer!abby <33

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a/n: coming from a texan this is genuinely my dream life. also this is like semi headcannons? the format is a tad funny bc i didnt have enough plot for a full fic but its mot just headcannons either?? idk man😪

summary; abbys grown up on a farm, its all shes ever known. and she CANNOT see her life not in the fields. and you, while still being from the south wanted nothing more than to escape it all. so when you told her you wanted to move to the city with her, she made it her mission to prove to you farm life could be happy. <3

‧₊˚ ☆ when you first moved into the farm house with abby, it was perfect. (you only thought this because there was no work to be done yet) but soon planting season started, then the animals started to accumulate, and all the sudden your back on a farm. exactly where you wanted to escape from. but this time its different. your with you’re person. you’re abby. and as much as you wanted to hate it, you couldn’t. not to admit abby was right but, she was right.. every morning you wake up, braid Abby’s hair, eat breakfast with her, and you go separate ways for chores. you tend to the animals as abby works on the farm in the fields. its peaceful.

‧₊˚ ☆“can you put one of y’r pretty bows in my hair t’day baby?” abby whispers to you in the early morning light as you lay cuddled in her arms. you hum in agreement, a smile laid on your face. Abby’s long golden locks have been one of your favorite things for the longest. and ever since the first day you french braided it down the back, shes had you do it everyday since. its become morning routine for her to sit between your legs on a pillow, with her cup of black coffee in hand, watching the morning news as you plait up her hair. now one of the ribbons that holds your hair up everyday, ties at the end of abby’s. a dainty blue bow holding her braid together.

“watcha think?”

“s’ pretty babe, thank ya s’much.” her tall frame scoops you up from in front of the hallway mirror and plops you back on the coach, tickling the crap outa you.

“abigail!!” you squeal

‧₊˚ ☆ oh and you definitely screamed when a farm cat showed up & abby had to scold you for trying to take it into the house.

“but abby! look at him.” you force a pout, pointing at the orange feline who genuinely had a dead mouse in its mouth. abby looks at you, then back at the cat, then back to you.

“baby. look, i love you. but no way in hell is that coming in the house.”

she then proceeded to drive out 40 minutes to the nearest pets smart & bought the little guy food to set out weekly ‘just incase’.

‧₊˚ ☆ i also like to think she brought one of jerry’s old projectors from her childhood home & sets it up on the side of the barn every once and a while. like when theres a new movie you wont stop nagging her about, at the end if the day as you go to get her for supper you see the bed of the work truck all set up with cozy bedding. abby appears from behind the truck. “Abigail Anderson. what is all’ this?” you cheese.

“oh nothinggg, i js’ rented that movie you wanted t’ watch” she says jokingly. she pulls you in by the waist and places a kiss on the top of your head.

“did you get anyy of your chores done today?” you say, pretending to be mad she hasn’t been tending to the farm.

“uh, thats a problem for tomorrow me.” she giggles.

‧₊˚ ☆ and you best bet that if you both finish your chores early there will be nap time. sometimes intentional, sometimes not. but either way its one of your favorite moments with her. one day you had fallen asleep on the porch swing after brushing the horses. abby had came to the house for a glass of water to find you softly snoring in the summer breeze. a smile tugs at her lips watching your stomach rise and fall with your breath. she lightly picks you up and carries u inside the house, abandons whatever chore she was doing before and lays with you. now its your turn to wake up to her baby snores (loud ass snores) & blond hair tickling your nose. your cutie baby.

[idkhonestlyy404]

SAMS/EAPS/LAES Music taste headcannons

☀️🌑🌎 in no particular order☀️🌑🌎

hyper specific because with head cannons its go big or GO HOME! (if you see me namedrop a song/musician its a recommendation/hj)

Sun- pop songs n' jazz, primarily romance, plays them in the daycare with a small bluetooth speaker and on request lets kids suggest songs to play to. (its not a loud speaker, if the kids don't like it they can just step ten feet away and its basically static)

does listen to some spicy songs but has multiple safe guards that a playlist with them in it never gets played in the daycare. (one time Moon was told to play some taylor swift or something and it started blasting Unholy)

memorizes every single song he listens to. listens to 20 songs on repeat every single day and never gets bored of them.

has dozens of playlists, 4 songs in each one. (except for the one for the daycare with like at least 40) and that playlist is constantly being reworked because it's not organized enough

specific bands he listens to; um.. like top ten spotify list idk I don't listen to pop music much, only time I do is when my dad forces the radio in the car instead of me choosing me silly music

Moon- Indie rock and glam rock are his top hits but he likes other rock genres, blasts the volume real high (plays it in his head) to the point if your like a regular human walking past him you can make out the lyrics just with a tad bit of distortion

literally cannot work without music

because of how loud he blasts it he cannot focus on work.

low hanging fruit but he listens to Seb Lowe n' mother mother

has one playlist (the 'liked' songs playlist) has over 500 songs, 34 hours, and can switch on a dime from the above category to a Latin chant that sounds vaguely Shakespearian / Christian

Earth-k-pop/pop girly, listens to sillyies music at home n trying to sleep but cannot at the daycare because she wants to make sure she can hear when children need her and since a lot of her songs are energetic she feels it will distract her.

has a lot of favorite musicians, cannot pick one, either listens to every single song in every one of their albums (regardless if they like all the songs or if its a minority/ one album they like, they are loyal!) or listens to one song and loves the vibe but PHYSICALLY CANNOT listen to another.

another low hanging fruit but she listens to barbie movie OSTs

prefers to listen to music with a headset (the pastel ones with cat ears) instead of playing it in her head because it makes the music feel like its around her than inside playing in her mind

Lunar-k pop, literally the same thing as earth since the only / first time he encountered a music genre he liked (HATED the loud headbang of Moon's songs) was when he was at Earths house.

maybe did use to like Moons music but listening to it when trying to sleep gave him the most eldritch nightmares known to man

listens to music to sleep, that's the only time he listens to songs..

during nap time in the daycare he dozes off with the children, he has to physically restrain himself from playing black pink while the other children are sleeping. (insert the making deal with rez thumbnail but Rez is his Spotify app)

started listening to other types of songs since the playlists earth has have started getting old after a few months, discovered he likes indie folk and certain country songs.

has a song literally named GOOD MORNING SUNSHINE (by the narcissist cookbook) that he, again, only listens to when starting to sleep despite probably needing that as his alarm clock's tone.

Eclipse- anything with a sick beat + a mind melting meaning, like Saint Bernard by Lincoln, I Am an Island by Phemiec, Cannibal by Neathen Apollo. ect. listens to songs to decompress and simmer in thoughts.

only listens to sad/angry songs

not because those are the emotion he dwells on the most, he just likes the vibe that sad/suffering songs tend to have.

..yah its also that.

Solar- k-pop girl band girly, Chappell roan, bit of folk and synth pop?, Eclipse didn't design his new body with the function to do things inside the head, he uses his phone to listen to music.

listens to music when working, lowered however so he can focus.

the music doesn't make a difference, he tunes it out after the first five minutes. he probably listens to music to make sure his phone didn't fall out his pocket/ has enough battery incase of emergency situations where he needs to be called

for the first week alive again he had to use wired ear buds because the wireless ones were being shipped, he HATED them because when he crouched to reach something or got forbit do some precise mechanics below eye level it would get in the way.

Jack-we already have a canonical answer to that >o w >o but uh, probably some intense dream pop, neo-psychedelia, and indie pop.

Solar was the one to set up jacks Spotify (he is just using Solar's) just so jack wouldn't listen to anything too explicit.

Solar put the daycare theme on there as a joke because he knows Jack gets frustrated listening to that dundundundun over and OVER in the daycare, somehow fixed the music burnout problem?? jack started voluntarily listening to that daycare theme playlist every single day

the daycare playlist has one song and that is the daycare theme on repeat for 3 hours.

Ruin- I know the low hanging fruit is Hamilton but I have some real suggestions, hyper pop, country and folk pop, and yeah, basically anything from 1990's/classical/theatrical

has a theater kid playlist that goes from Regina George to Tom lehrer so quick and he giggles when it goes from LET THE WORLD BURN to hehe I'm so happy Ima end ww3 : DDD hehe mom look at me! dropping! a! bomb! on! the! capital! of! Britain!

in the same playlist he has Will Wood and Tom Cardy

every week he has a new favorite song (he cycles through them too fast) this week it was Unsweetened lemonade by Amelie Farren, last week it was Rum Sum Sum no I will not elaborate.

when making playlists he just adds a bunch of recommended songs and then listen to them later, when making a 1920's playlist he heard 'you are my sunshine' and started tearing up because he immediately imagined it being about him and his Monty.. 'don't take my sunshine away from me' ..yeah.

has the most absurd playlist names but at the same time those are the best themed ones, they are available to the public. he knows their vibes are impeccable, he wishes there to be a treasure hunt for his great taste in music

Dazzle- likes piano music, though doesn't like listening to music in general since she'd prefer watching a video with music or just a video in general. visuals are importent.

EAPS Sun- Hyper pop (Ruin recommended it to him), that is all he listens to.

doesn't understand volume modulators and blasts it LOUD. like, not intentionally, it doesn't sound too loud to him but it's like the entire daycare can hear him blasting I <3 Harajuku by Alice Longyu Gao , Fraxiom

also does not play it in his mind, he thinks he is, hes just using his speakers.

Moon has physically begged Eclipse to silence the speakers and automatically make his spotify play in his head because of the amount of times Sun would just blast some foul things not understanding the meaning infront of children (webcore! by kwite as an example)

EAPS Moon- exact opposite of Sun, took the opposite side of Ruins taste profile, the classical stuff, though you cannot bring him to enjoy anything musical related. think, Bernadette by Elle Cordova, I'm always chasing rainbows by Judy garland.

very chill songs, Ruin tried to ease him in with one of Tom lehrers calmer songs (be prepared) but he didn't like the vibe.

he'd probably be down to try other genres, especially rock. that one seems cool to him, the teens like it. he just assumes anything negative would activate his KC even though he knows thats not how that works.

Puppet- mixed bag, either country romance/breakup songs or anime OST's (I know thats low hanging fruit I literally got no read on Puppet on that front of things.)

would like the Orion experience, though when one of the orion songs come on they (she? plz correct me but I am not sure on Puppets pronouns, isn't Puppet trans?) get whiplash because Orions voice is similar to theirs

[sweetmage]

#unfortunately all of that was tossed out in favor of a 'actually templars are oppressed too guys :(' plot in DAI so :/ <<< i hate this so much cause actually it could had been done well but its like. well who is oppressing the templars?? uhm?? who is making them take lyrium and teaching mage's babies to be templars since they are children? and everyone is like "hahah idk but we need to restore the chantry's power"

LITERALLY!!! You are so so correct!

I would not have minded (and actually would have enjoyed!) focusing on the plight of templars as well if a.) They didn't try to paint mages as being equally as bad in the process and b.) They did exactly what you said and tied it all back to the people up top who are responsible for many of the worst atrocities plaguing Thedas: The Chantry.

Unfortunately that remains one of my least favorite plot points in all of dragon age because of the complete 180 they did between 2 and Inquisition. This is not a "both sides" issue between the templars and the mages. Sure, one group is being kept controlled rationed drug addiction and brain washing since childhood (terrible!) but the other is literally being forcefully ripped from their parents and forced into a prison tower where they are constantly abused in every manner, made tranquil, have no privacy or free will, and can be completely eradicated at the whims of the Chantry. These are not at all the same.

PLUS They act like this is a Kirkwall specific issue. It's not! I've seen the Harrowing, I've seen the dungeons of Kinloch Hold, I've seen how willing they were to lock all the mages in with demons to save themselves, I've heard Anders talk about being locked in solitary confinement (which in our real world is considered a method of torture) and woken up by being beaten in the head, I've hears him say how mages would jump to their deaths to escape the tower. I've also seen the templars giddily hunt him (and break orders to do so) like he's an animal.

Do not send me back to Ferelden and try to pull this "actually the rebel mages that look suspiciously like Anders are bad and dangerous but the poor little templars :("

And don't even get me started on how the tranquil and their plight are relegated to like 2 conversations and not treated as much a big deal.

But yeah, we should build up this chantry organization regardless of race or whether or not you're a mage (and can I just say making you a noble mage who had a cushy time in the circle is bullshit? Lol).

Okay, sorry for going off but you're so correct and I have so many feelings about this topic asfjsdk

[hangesdarling]

you have GOT to do hange nsfw alphabet pretty please with sugar on top 😖

hange zoë nsfw alphabet

PAIRING. Hange Zoë x female reader

CONTENT. 18+, MDNI, mentions of oral sex, fingering, thigh riding, face riding, strap ons, etc., not proofread well sorry

A/N. Okay I knew I said I wasn't up to writing NSFW atm but my brain malfunctioned when I saw this ask and i accidentally wrote this. Enjoy :D (idk if I ever read a hange nsfw alphabet before, if you know some please share the link pls pls)

A - Aftercare (what they're like after sex) 

They're really sweet and gentle in this part. The type who will keep you hydrated or might even heat up some pizza to share as if it's not pushing past 3 am already. They wouldn't turn down a cuddle or some pillow talk about anything, preferably thought-provoking or funny or just anything to help them discover more things about you. They'd try not to wear you out too much and let you sleep in their arms and it makes you laugh when they still end up mumbling something before sleeping.

When Hange is tired, they'll be fine with just sleeping in your arms. Those were the times that they wanted to be cuddled close, cushion their face on your chest until all they could breathe was you. To them, it felt like sinking in a bed of flowers, at peace. They wouldn't deny how much being taken care of feels nice and how you'd run your fingers through their hair, making them fall asleep with just the right, loving strokes. 

B - Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and their partner's) 

Alright, I have a hard time deciding on this one. For Hange, their favourite body part from them would be their hands. They love how each intentional touch from them can easily command you to their will. They observe you with a certain adoration when you fell apart on their hands every time you're close, or how tight you're gripping their wrist or how desperately you'd buck into their hands when they're fingering you. They had to control themself whenever you kiss their fingertips and run a teasing finger through their knuckles. They liked how much their hands could do to you. From pleasure in bed to just being able to hold you. Your hand around theirs, their hands on your cheek or your neck. But especially on your hips, waist, or thighs.

Their favorite part from you would either be your lips, neck, or thighs (I can't pick one sorry guys).

They love watching you smile, or whenever your lip parts in pleasure, sending the sounds they want to hear from you. They love kissing your neck, the sensitivity you have there or how pretty it looks when they're marking you up. And they love your thighs because that's where they love to start teasing you. They experiment with just the right pressure, the right touch from their fingers, watching every reaction on your face before their hands go somewhere else. 

C - Cum (anything to do with cum) 

Messy. When eating you out, they like it when your cum smears on their lips, their chin, or when it brushes on their nose. It makes them hot in the cheeks when you do the same. Or when you suck it off their fingers, making sure to kiss each one right after. 

D - Dirty secret 

Loves roleplay, definitely. They wouldn't admit that entirely on the first few times you're together. You'll have to make them comfortable enough for them to reveal their fantasies to you. Their favorite one will be the ‘scientist and the test subject’ scenario. They found out they like it so much around that time when you're riding them wearing such a thin dress while they're still wearing their lab coat. It hasn't left their mind since. 

E - Experience (how experienced are they?)

I'd like to say pretty experienced because how could anyone pass up the opportunity to be with this gorgeous and intellectual person, right? 

But canonwise, I think Hange was too preoccupied with duty and military matters to have time for dating. They're more fond of science and research than anything else, we know that. But to keep our hopes up, Hange loves new experiences and experiments. They became an effective leader not only through their curiosity but emotional intelligence. I'd like to think they bond with people that interested them before. The platonic or romantic encounters soon followed. I don't peg them as someone who enjoys casual relationships. They had experiences and encounters they count as meaningful.

F - Favourite position

Any position that will allow them to see your face or one where they can feel your touches. Hange loves contact, obsessed with the way you touch them or the way your skin presses against theirs. It's like a shiver that courses to their very fingertips. They are a switch, they have no problem with that but they often like seeing you beneath them. Clear and fully in their vision (we can also take into account that they're almost blind with their glasses off so they want to be as near to you as they could).

G - Goofy (are they more serious or humorous?)

Hange have goofy moments. The type of person who will try to tickle you during foreplay. They can be humorous in terms of words or teasing. Whichever way will have you smiling since they love making you happy. They love looking for those subtle moments entailing that you're satisfied. They love talking since it keeps things light but in the middle of it, they'll grew serious and focus on your pleasure. They like teasing, pulling just the right strings to keep you going.

When they're tired, they're more gentle and serious. You'll have the very epitome of making love. You'll end up just wanting to gather them in your arms and give them as much affection as they need.

H - Hair (how well groomed are they down there?)

I don't think Hange shaves all that often unless you told them to or you have a preference for that. Mostly it'd just be a trim down there.

I - Intimacy (how romantic are they during the moment?)

Very much. Hange can make you feel like you're in the climax of a romantic series when they're in a special mood. For them, affection completes the intimacy. They might be playful and teasing but they'll make sure you feel as loved as they want you to be. In your quiet days, just the simple touches, the I love yous, the I thought about you this morning, the I'll make you some tea after this, the compliments, and all the gentle kisses were their ways to be romantic

J - Jack off (about masturbation)

Hange doesn't have much time to jack off since they'd be preoccupied with work or new innovations. They'd be fine waiting to get home to you. But when that particular day strikes when they really need to relieve themself, they try to be as quiet as they could (fully clothed too, I think). They won't pull a picture or video of you, their imagination would suffice.

K - Kink (their kinks)

Hair pulling. Likes it when you're so into it that your hands lock around their hair. They love pulling yours too, just enough so they can bury their face on your neck and leave marks

Overstimulation. They love seeing you struggle to utter anything coherent after they took their time on you. They love how you melt into their arms, pliant and willing.

They love it when you ride their thigh and their face because they have this certain fondness of gripping your body. It's like being manhandled but you know you're safe in their arms.

L - Location (their favorite location to do the thing)

As generic as it sounds, I'd say the bedroom or the sofa. They'd be happy to do it when you're both at home. But to be honest, they don't mind having you in the kitchen counter. Just seeing you standing there barely clad with their clothes will have them thinking that last night needed continuation. 

M - Motivation (what turns them on, or gets them going)

It turns them on when you're trying to be sweet and touchy by hugging them on your night robe and they heat up because their face is squished on your cleavage or your breasts. Or where you where those damn flimsy and thin night wear that does nothing to hide your body beneath. Their brain shuts off when you climb into their lap to ride their thigh wearing nothing, the only fabric separating them from you was their suit or sleeved shirt.

N - No (something they wouldn't do, turn offs)

Since they focus on your comfort and pleasure, they wouldn't do anything that will put you in serious danger or risk. Anything that discomforts you is out of the question. Even if it's just for a roleplay, they wouldn't be willing to slap you to the point that it would bruise. They just can't do it. Whatever feels like they're abusing you will be a no.

O - Oral (their preference on giving and receiving)

Since they love watching you come undone into their hands, they'd prefer to give. It allows them to observe you, discover just the right places to touch you. It paints a grin on their face when they're the only thing you can blabber about through the pleasure haze. They love receiving too. They'd be a fool to say no to having your mouth on them when they could pull your hair and sing praises to you.

P - Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual?)

They can do both based on your mood. They will also base on the roleplay you got going if you have one. Fast and rough are reserved for spicier nights, those brimming with lust and teasing. Slow and sensual sex are for gentle nights, just full of love and intimacy.

Q - Quickie (their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex)

They prefer proper sex because the build up is nice. When you're short of time, they'd prefer a brief make-out session over a quickie.

R - Risk (are they gonna experiment or take risks?)

Hange loves experiments and risks when it comes to their research and projects. They won't turn down an opportunity for new experiences and they'd be willing to try things you like in bed. Just not too extreme to the point of abuse and actual excruciating pain because they'd be stepping back from that.

S - Stamina (how long do they last?)

I think all of us know that this fine person flashed past multiple titans with a massive kill count. That stamina can't be questioned. That's the same here in bed. Your legs will be shaking, your eyelids fluttering close and you'll still hear them running a bath or talking about preparing a snack. But there are times where they'll come home with less of that energy, just having one round filled with love and intimacy will suffice.

T - Toys (do they use toys?)

Definitely strap-ons. You can't tell me they don't like the sight of you riding them just to end up collapsing in their arms. It's adorable when you let them do the work and move you. That also gives them the opportunity to whisper the sweetest and dirtiest things in your ear.

U - Unfair (how much they like to tease?)

They love teasing you with the intent to make you even more hot and desperate than you already are. Putting their lips everywhere, saving it last to where you actually want them to until you're whining and pleading. I think they'd be the type to talk to you in a teasing way, knowing your brain is too mushy to respond. They know the right amount of teasing to get you going. And after all their teases, they'll make sure to reward you until you don't know how much to expect. It's like a sweet flavor one after the other.

They love it when you tease them, almost encouraging you to do it more often. Being cute  and trying to rile them up, edging them until you get to hear their gorgeous voice pleading softly in your ear. Hange knows you love it when they lower their voice with a tone of huskiness only to say 'please, baby' in your ear.

V - Volume (how loud are they? what sounds do they make?

Groans and moans. Imagine Hange's rich, deep, and androgynous voice groaning and moaning on your neck, trying to muffle it with a bite on your shoulder. They don't know how much it turns you on. 

W - Wild Card (random headcanon)

It's an embarrassing story they don't wanna tell you or bring up once when you're half awake so you'll have very little chance of remembering it.

It was a fine Saturday morning. They were only scheduled to work half day and the workload is manageable. But for some reason, their hormones went crazy as if it's pumping lust into their brain and you know where else. So for once, they used their power as the head researcher of the lab and went home as fast as possible. Undertime. Good thing your house was just around the corner. After racing past your door and finding you, they didn't bother trying to get their hands off you. Hange knows they wouldn't see the end of it if you found out that they'd rather sacrifice a service credit rather than prolonging to have you then and there. In all fairness, they wouldn't be able to work very well when their mind only circles around the fact of wanting to fuck you. 

X - X-ray (what's in those pants?)

Considering this is AFAB Hange, they're not shaved down to the roots, just fine trims. But you can still tell, they took some time and care to fine it up down there for you (jfc how do I even describe this part)

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Hm, I'd say just the normal amount. But that's just on normal days, of course. Days where you're just within arm's reach and they know they'd come home to you at the end of the day. But when we're talking about important travels for business affairs and such, you can already tell they're missing you just from the tone of their voice. And even if they're not far away, there will be days they'd need more of your loving, more contact. A way to recharge. In those particular days when their sex drive is high, they are more passionate than usual, more focused to the present where they're pleasuring you. It's nice seeing that side of them from time to time.

Z - Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep?)

They will talk a lot first before sleeping. Will probably fall asleep mid-sentence. You often fall asleep first because they'll end up cuddling you way too much after sex and how could you not when they feel so soft and warm, right? They'd watch you dozing off for a few minutes before attempting to sleep. When they are tired, they'll fall asleep quickly on your chest.

likes, reblogs, and comments are appreciated, sweethearts <3

[thecluelessdoctor]

Heyyy finn.

Question

We all know who your favorite GF character is, butttt- who is a second fav for you? Or one that lines up with stan

....

okay so you guys are gonna hate me for this one-

Basically everyone is REALLY close for me, so it really just depends on my mood (other than you Stan you'll always be at the top) but the ones that are most consistently in my brain rent free are uh.

Robbie and gideon.

YUP. THE TWO MOST ANNOYING CHARACTERS. LIVE IN MY BRAIN RENT FREE

I think post of us knew i already liked Robbie, I have a soft spot for angsty emo characters. He's also a DICK and it's FUNNY. Also I know I could destroy him in a fight so. Yk lmao.

Now. Gideon is... hard to explain lmao. I don't even know why but suddenly he just... clicked for me and he's been stuck there ever since.

He's a weird freakazoid and I kinda hate him. But also I am a firm believer that he's gay. He cannot be straight it's just. No. It's not possible he's not straight 💀.

But also I think I like Gideon so much is that he had potential to be a better explored character. Especially at the end where he had his very shoved in redemption arc it was .. meh. I wished they did something more with him, like how they did with pacifica.

I also think I kinda feel bad for him- i mean think about it. He's probably been alone for a damn long time (as i believe the tent of telepathy moves around). Bud is just- let's be so fr, bud is shitty, I'm Bud's number one hater. I mean in the episode where the twins go back in time to Soos' birthday, we see ads involving Gideon as a BABY. Bud has been profiting off his own kid for who knows how long, which I think is kinda why he just... let's gids do whatever the fuck he wants

Idk I'm yapping, and I'm probably reading way too into it but yeah.

Anywya

[laswells-ashtray]

Hello again! :D

I'm the one who mentioned about the reactor mission and was ranting about cod, also sorry that I made you have to get your glasses 😅. (I have a really bad habit of apologizing to practically everything even if someone tells me that something I do is fine or for absolutely no reason)

Anyways, I have a question about John Price. Since you've mentioned on multiple posts that his father was not good to him, do you think Price ever celebrated his birthday or was given anything during the occasion growing up? Or do you think that as he grew up he never saw the point about it until accidentally mentioning it to his team or even Mac during his time as a sargent (idk if that's how it's spelled) while extremely drunk. (Also I mentioned Mac cause I remember you saying that you like writing him cause you don't have to go all proper British English lol)

I also have a question for you specifically, what's your favorite color/s and your favorite dinosaur?

Hope you're having a good day or night so far! :)

Also I love the dinosaur drawings, they're adorable. Making me wanna draw them with how cute the little diplodocus is. Just wanna squish their little cheeks.

Helloooooo, you've set yourself up for a rant here so I apologise in advance. Firstly, no need to apologise for me having to grab my glasses I'm just partially blind as shit. I can see the words but without glasses, it's hard to focus on them or process them without the spectacles.

Secondly, I have autism and OCD so my favourite colours are sorted into tiers based on importance as are my favourite dinosaurs. Top tier colours are blue-toned purples, dark red, black [technically not a colour but that's a whole other conversation], teal and forest green. My top-tier dinosaurs are the t-rex, spinosaurus, diplodocus, ankylosaurus and velociraptors. They're basic but they're goated. Sorry, I had to have five colours and five dinosaurs or it'd grate on me.

I am having a relatively good day and I wish the same for you :]

"What is this?" John looks far too taken aback for such a simple gesture. Concern spreads across the young sergeant's face as he looks over Mac's desk.

It's nothing special, he hadn't wanted to overwhelm the younger man with some big surprise party or dragging them all out for birthday drinks. There are two takeout containers, both from the Indian takeaway that John had sheepishly admitted he was fond of one night. On "John's side" of the desk there's a small black box, no name or brand across the packaging.

"It's yer birthday dinner, noo get yer arse on the chair. It's getting cauld."

John closes the door behind him and hesitantly sits down, looking between the takeout container and the suspiciously plain black box beside it.

"What's in the box?"

He offers the Englishman a soft smile as he nudges the box towards his hand. "It's yer birthday, son. Yer supposed tae open it and say thank you."

John had let it slip the last time they went drinking after a mission gone right, mentioned that his birthday was coming up and how he'd never done anything for it. He'd never wanted to the older he got.

The sergeant narrows his eyes at him, a faint hint of frustration visible in the tenseness of his shoulders. There was a reason he'd made it a quiet, one-on-one celebration. The lad would've lashed out in front of a group.

But John, ever the good soldier follows his order and opens the box cautiously. He watches John register the gift and look back up to him, face full of painfully youthful confusion.

"What's this?"

He sighs, eyes flicking between John and the watch he's holding. It's a simple thing, a plain watch with a brown leather strap. Sophisticated but still casual.

"It's a watch. Ma father bought me wan on my eighteenth, ye should've got wan on yours. If yer auld man willnae step up then a'll just huv tae, every gid man deserves a watch. Yours is just a wee bit late."

For both their sakes he pretends not to notice the wet shine to John's eyes before he blinks rapidly and suddenly it's gone.

"Thanks." He utters softly, ever so carefully placing the watch back in the box. He knows the lad will put it on in his own time, try it on and stare at it as if it's some kind of unfathomable gift of riches instead of a simple watch from his superior. That was John's right, something he had to process in his own time.

"Eat up, son. Yer tea's getting cauld."

[cerealmonster15]

YAAAY

��� One of your favorite lines (or paragraphs) you wrote in 2024:

I'm giving you two and theyre both idia quotes:

The offer was on the table, and it was up to Idia what happened next. The following five seconds stretched across what felt like eons to them both as Idia focused all his energy on trying not to literally pass out on the bench and take Cater down with him, or get overwhelmed by the possibility that if he DID kiss Cater, Cater might immediately throw up all over him and run away screaming. Really, it wasn’t that he didn’t WANT to kiss Cater, but what if he died? What if they both died!?

^ Blue Raspberry Mango

“...Some one, more like it…” Idia snickered.  And then gasped, a look of horror replacing his expression instantly. “Wait- SERIOUSLY? You- AZUL?!” “Shut up!" Jamil hissed, dropping down beside Idia to cover his mouth. “Don’t be so loud!” “Ugh, EW…” Idia grimaced once Jamil pulled away. “I didn’t expect you of all people to have such shit-tier taste in guys.”

^ Double Sided Pining Coin

I didn't realize those were both 2024 lol what a wild and long year. i love writing idia even though i've only done it a few times lol he's soooo much fun to just go ham with.

➥ A fun fact/easter egg/trivia fact for a fic you worked on in 2024:

i cant think of anything surprisingly lol usually i have a lot to say!! but i guess a fun fact about my ao3 stats is that 2 of my top 5 longest fics are ones i wrote in 2024 [3 if you include the fact that the top one is my multichap fic and i wrote a chunk of it in 2024] and theyre both 5k idi/kei and jami/azu fics lol. something about writing those pairs together makes me bonkers. i love how silly they are on their own and even moreso putting them together. theyre fun ships and i looove the board game club's funny hater friendship, and i also like playing with the concepts of the rest of them being friends/interacting in some degree lol

➦ The title or working title of a fic you're currently working on/planning for 2025:

working title "leocay situationship divorce drama" lol. idk if ill write it into a whole thing, i kinda just wrote down a scene that was haunting me and i have an overall vision for the vibe, ive had this vague idea in my head for a few years now but skdfjklsd i'm kind of shy about it so maybe itll just stay in the drafts. or maybe The Madness will overtake me on a whim and itll find it's way on ao3, we'll see lol.

➦ A scene or fic idea that you want to write/try writing for but intimidates you: (very optional but let's put those stretch goals out!)

^ that one over there LOL ummm also. i have considered many a time writing some of my caterella plotlines, some of which include my twst ocs. but im too shy LOL.....

more reasonably, i do have a trey/cater wip that ive begun but it's a long process because it's one i'm taking my time with, a fic that explores cater and trey [and riddle!!!] as characters and their relationships with each other, like snapshots of scenes from when trey and cater first meet at orientation throughout their years at nrc. i was gonna try and get it out before heartslabyul's section of book 7 began but it's just too slow a process, and now we may or may not get more backstory lore of the beloved trio that i could integrate... if it doesnt destroy me in the process JKLFDSKGHGJ i love my heartslabyuls sooo much so i want to write it with care..... but i get SCARED when i'm going beyond just silly goofy time [tho it will also be silly goofy time. i know who i am]

✦ A link to your ao3 or other posting platform so people can see what you've been up to and what you're going to be up to: :3

My ao3 is here! i also tag "#cereal writes" for cross posting, and sometimes here i post out of context wip lines or babble about my trials and tribulations of writing but i dont really tag those so u kinda just gotta catch me in the act teehee

2024 FUCK YEAH I DID IT + 2025 FUCK YEAH IM PLANNING ON DOING IT (fic) writers edition

➥ One of your favorite lines (or paragraphs) you wrote in 2024:

➥ A fun fact/easter egg/trivia fact for a fic you worked on in 2024:

➦ The title or working title of a fic you're currently working on/planning for 2025:

➦ A scene or fic idea that you want to write/try writing for but intimidates you: (very optional but let's put those stretch goals out!)

✦ A link to your ao3 or other posting platform so people can see what you've been up to and what you're going to be up to: :3

Tagging~ let's see. @ladybundle @basuralindo @deezneezz

anyone else is free to do it too, I have not had coffee yet so my brain is bleary.

[stimboardboy]

@deadboystims 300 followers event

make a stimboard based off your favorite song / album

tokyo (vampires and wolves) - the wombats

x - x - x | x - ♫ - x | x - x - x

[crystallizsch]

guys gift-giving is not a competition

(used in-game backgrounds)

[wizard-legs]

WAKE UP BABE new big top burger just dropped 🤡🤡🤡

[lizardbrainlabs]

sketched out all the human partners!!!

[vanweezer]

i ❤️ my fail polycule

first sketch that i gave up on because i accidentally made all their heads different sizes. also a joey i started as a values/shapes "study"

[starshapedspider]

:)

[musicalmoritz]

I’ll never understand how ppl hate any of the canon tbhk ships. That’s like being cooked a full course meal by a five star chef and saying “nah, I’ll pass”

[letoghanima]

@tlounetwork | The Last of Us week 2023 day #3: “Favorite parallel”