#and thanks for sending this in as always HEHE

[amphitriteswife]

Goo dating headcanons

💸 Dating goo can be a real roller coaster. A fun roller coaster that is. There could be problems here and there but in his eyes it’s nothing he can’t solve. Yes it is true that sometimes he prioritizes his job over you sometimes. But that’s because his job is very ‘demanding.’ But it pays well, so he hopes you understand.

💸 Fair dates, cinema dates, shopping spree, restaurants, coffee dates and karaoke dates. (Sometimes with jonggun tagging along even though he himself doesn’t want to and goo forced invited him to go) he can’t always make it, but he does make it up to you in one way or another. Always.

💸 if you go to a far date, expect him to scream and yell in every attraction you go to. Yes he’s afraid of heights. Too bad you didn’t know, you have to put with him now. Luckily he don’t throw up. Oh but he WILL try the claw machine’s and not win shit. He spent a lot of money on it too by the way. Bro might start crying. Or just sit on the ground or sum. You might even feel bad for dawg😔

💸 if you are the one to actually win a plushie and give it to him, bro will scream. He’ll immediately hug it and start thanking you. You bet he’s taking pictures of it and posting it on all his socials. Even sending it to groupchats and Jonggun himself with a caption of ‘look what my girlfriend got me hehe😝😈’ and yes he also sends it to you. He’s putting the plush on his bed or in a special shrine he made with a gifts from you.

💸 personally, i think Goo also seems to be a best friend and boyfriend. He would want to be in love and love you if you get what i mean. Ofcourse his best friend is jonggun, but that’s different from how he loves you. A main thing that is important to him is understanding, you don’t need to accept. Just understanding for him is enough.

💸 If you date Goo, it’s high likely that you too are a fan of anime. He doesn’t really mind which type you are. Manga, manhwa, anime, donghua even BL or GL. He doesn’t really care which one you enjoy. He just likes the swords in em you know. He would probably talk for you about his favorites and you about yours. It could be that the two of you read/ watch together of that you made trades on watching each other’s faves. For him it feels like he can share a hobby with you which he appreciates.

💸 I can see you meeting Goo at a bookstore. Both of you at the Manga section eyeing the same manga. You having if in your hands first and Goo demanding that you give it to him with a serious gaze, however his face would twist in mild surprise when you do actually hand it to him. He would say he is joking but you would insist that he can take it, he would find your indifference and calm nature intriguing. He would stare at you for a while you pick at another manga and decide to buy that one instead. You didn’t bother arguing with him because you didn’t think you’ll see him again. Unfortunately, he kept showing up even when he saw you avoid him. Which eventually made him say. ‘Miss. Go on a date with me.’

💸 Goo likes to call you ‘sugar’ or ‘sweetheart.’ Because he thinks you’re lively, sweet, addictive and always lighten his heart. He feels as if he can say anything to you, no matter what it is. Sometimes he even wants to tell you everything about his job, but he knows he can’t because it’ll put you in danger and he can’t risk that. You mean too much to him to make you see the stuff he does.

💸 Now when it comes to you being Goo’s girlfriend. There are a lot of people you don’t know who are in Goo’s life. And he also doesn’t think it would be relevant for you to know all of them. He would probably introduce you to Jonggun who wonders why you haven’t left Goo yet. And maybe James who is rather aloof and is on pretty neutral terms with you. Its save to say that James likes you better than Goo. Jonggun on the other hand doesn’t necessarily engage with you, but does little things like asking you to look after Goo or keeping him on a leash.

💸 Goo would go to concerts with you. Even if he doesn’t listen to the same music as you. He’ll make sure he handles everything from tickets to seats to time stamps. He’s pretty laid back about it too, he has it handled but isn’t stern about it. He’ll buy you merch if that’s what you want, even going as far as to go buy it himself during the concert so that you can still enjoy seeing your artist(s). If it’s in another country he’ll ditch his work probably and still go with you anyway. If the concert has lightsticks you can be rest assured: he already bought those.

I’m sorry it’s short. I ran out ideas😭

[rush-the-stars]

Vash and Wolfwood + biting :3 they going nom nom on reader -angel

ANON. hehe thank you for this submission!! <33 i hope you enjoy!

vashwood + biting cw: suggestive, biting, marking

***

between the two, you'd think wolfwood had a worse bite. he's a lot more bark, certainly, and something about him—the low growl of his voice or the more temperamental way he works, makes you think he'd be the worse biter. an attack dog in his own right— quick to fight, even quicker to lay down at your feet, loyal.

you would think his marks would last longer, his teeth in your throat deeper.

you always assumed sex with wolfwood would be a rough and passionate affair.

but it's actually vash—

vash, with the pointed incisor teeth that he sort-of hides from the world. he's more prone to biting, too, when you squirm around him—when you move a little too quick, his jaw suddenly comes down quick and hard on your throat, your inner thigh, your shoulder.

you've learned to go limp in his mouth.

the more you whine or struggle, the worse he bares down.

this isn't to say that wolfwood doesn't bite. but he's much gentler with you; a nick of teeth. a gentle bite to keep you in place; like a she-wolf to her cub.

vash doesn't mean to, you think, even now, as he sinks his teeth into the juncture of your neck and shoulder. he just loses himself a little, gets too worked up, something in his brain (more plant than he realizes maybe) kicks in—

you keen, arching into wolfwood's big hands. you toss your head back onto his shoulder.

(you think vash breaks skin this time.)

you whimper.

"hey," wolfwood warns, one of his hands leaving you to sink into the hair at the back of his head. he balls into a fist. vash whines against you, teeth still lodged into you skin, "behave, blondie."

vash pulls himself off, panting, eyes fever bright. he sees the state of you; the ring of his teeth in your neck. he flushes darkly.

"s-sorry—" he murmurs, nosing back at your neck, lips gentle and seeking, tongue sweeping over any blood he drew. "sorry—got a little carried away—"

he kisses there in apology, scattering them like falling stars, hot and searing.

(later, wolfwood will fit his teeth there, too, not nearly so hard, but perhaps just to compare. just to feel his teeth in the indents of vash's.

just to feel them both against your skin.)

send me a character or two (from the same media) + a type of touch/intimacy and i'll write a drabble!

[yurucamp]

Hey io!! I am a very curious person so please tell me if this is too personal, but how have you adjusted to studying abroad? I know you said are studying in kazakhstan and you said you were originally not from there so I am just wondering, has it been hard adjusting to the new culture and living style? Are there definitive pros and cons that you experience? Sorry for nagging haha but I was curious becuase I am planning to study abroad as well, and I want to know if it is as tough as people says it is. Thank you so much and I wish you a great rest of your day :D

i wish i could accurately convey just how hard it is to ask me a question that's too personal- i'd happily send my medical forms and W-2 to anyone who asked, hehe. so don't fret! i've done four study abroad programs, two for three months each, one for half a year, and now (for my fourth) i'm coming up on a year that i've lived in kazakhstan!

if there are hard elements i definitely don't think they should discourage anyone from taking any opportunity they have to live abroad. i love traveling but the experience of settling into daily life and establishing a routine in a new place is so much more meaningful and memorable than what you get from drifting through cities, imo. there are a lot of things you only start to notice on the three hundredth morning walk.

the hardest part for me has always been the language barrier- my russian is enough to get by with, but i don't feel able to truly express myself, and worse as soon as people hear my accent they make assumptions about my level of comprehension and, rudely speaking, treat me like a kid. and it gets very tiring only being taken by people as a loud adult baby. for a few months it's fine, but for a year...

of course i have no idea what country you're from but if you're from the US i would say to take any opportunity you can now because essentially all of the funding opportunities i relied on to study abroad don't exist anymore

[ryllen]

Look what came through the mail today! The letters & ( •̀ω•́ )σ 3 little gremlins from letterstoear.

Just wanna say i adore the flower stickers on the letters too much, they are that much worth mentioning.

[tohruies]

hi hi mrs yao !!!! christmas is coming up, are you going to celebrate anythinf with xiangli ? :33 btw, since miss coco doesnt have a tree, here's a little something to say thank you for being one of my lovely moots 🥺

oh! 😁 hi hello mr puppetgear! 😁 christmas celebrations with xiangli you ask! 😁 well actually! 😁 you see, i was th— *dies upon seeing the image you’ve attached to this ask* 😳😲🤯😱😱😱😵💀🪦

[saetiate]

~ dear cora 😌

this morning, much to my surprise, i found this blorbo on my doorstep !! as i approached him, he was muttering something about japanese footballers being shitty and something something idiots (rude !!)

upon further inspection, though he was rather grumpy despite how polite and gentle i was, i found a little tag on his suitcase that said 'cora' so i think he belongs to you !! he must have taken the wrong plane from spain oopsie (he demanded i take him to the beach as compensation)

pls feed him well and…maybe kiss him on the forehead, something tells me he likes affection a touch more than he lets on

~ with foreboding affection, zoie 𖹭

WAUGHA;FJDSLK OMG HES SO CUTE HELLO??? omg lil babie sae COME HEREEE i wanna squish him >.< oh no he's out there insulting other footballers again :') WAHH a suitcase w my name??? I WANNA CARRY HIM AROUND AND EVERYTHING WAHHH I LOVE his eyes he's so sparkly!!! all swaddled up and everything :'))) it's ok friend we can all go to the beach together!! ^.^ GAH HIS LIL BLUSH I LOVE the way you drew his hair :')) THANK YOU FRIENDDD I AM SO GRATEFUL!!! HE IS THE CUTEST IN THE WHOLE WORLD I LOVE HIM SOOO AND UR ART IS BEAUTIFUL!!!

[spinnysocks]

*pops into your inbox* okay spinny there has been this ship idea that’s been at the back of my mind for a teensy bit and I think I talked to it abt gem once but I wanted to ask your thoughts on it!! (beware the ramble :’])

makini x fuli. I KNOW it sounds very crackship and also fuli would never date makini as lovable as she is but the dynamic of yapper x listener and the image of fuli being all daggers with everybody then all soft with makini? and also makini usually being all loud and chatters but bcoz she knows fuli needs some quiet you’ll find makini the most quiet when shes around fuli (and when shes not mjuzi-ing)? thoughts? :3

HI RAHM!! :D

i . i genuinely think you could tell me about any tlg crackship and i'd get into it LMAO, cuz i'm lovin this idea! yapper x listener makini x fuli! fuli being all soft around makini! them having quiet time together!! aaaaaaaaa /pos. i support this completely :3

[whollyjoly]

BofB as Killers Songs - Renée Lemaire

Renée Lemaire - Human

my sign is vital my hands are cold and i’m on my knees looking for the answer are we human or are we dancer? (there is no message we're receiving / let me know, is your heart still beating?)

pt 7/? - band of brothers as killers songs

playlist for the series

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

this is dedicated to the wonderful and incredible lou, @ronald-speirs and whatever other usernames you have going rn 😂 it has been such a gift to get to know you, my dear 💕 you are so kind, so supportive, and i absolutely adore both our absurd shenanigans and our real ass conversations. thank you for just being a great friend! this, dear lou, is for you 🥰 love you lots 💕💕 (bonus: those beautiful screencaps of renée?? also done by lou 🥰)

Taglist: @xxluckystrike @ronsparky @land-sh @malarkgirlypop @sweetxvanixlla

Let me know if you'd like to be added or removed!

photo sources: x x x x x x x

[waterfallofspace]

9, 42, and 45 for a sick, sneezy vash please, if that’s okay? 😄

Thank you for the ask, of course that's okay!! (it does feature a hint of W/olfwood action too, just a smiiidge, hope that's alright hehe~ It's also a V/ashwood story since, well, I figured that would be alright~!) 1.9k words, prompts 9, 42, and 45, story under cut! 9. “You’re trembling.”  42. “Baby, you’re all sniffly.”  45. “Your nose is literally twitching.” (Brief mentions of anxiety just incase anyone doesn't like that!)

~~~~~~~

“hn’chh-! hh’keshh-! ‘Scuse me, sorry.”

“I told ya, no need for the ‘pologies.” 

“Y- you did but it’s a hahh... habit. hek’ishh-! Sor-”

A dark look from Wolfwood cuts off the apology, Vash being reduced to stuttering out some nonsensical syllables in his effort to recover. His leg is still, but there’s constant movement in his hands as they attempt to find something to grab onto. Anxiety was never a stranger to the man, despite apparent lack of concern for his own safety most of the time.  

The town they find themselves in doesn’t have a motel, which isn’t that unique in these parts. They’ve grown quite used to sharing a room, or even just a bed, wherever they could find one. For instance, they’re currently sharing a guest room above the town bar. Not an awful crashpad, a couch, nice radio, their own bathroom. 

It’s secluded from the rest of the bar too, giving them a bit of privacy. Sliding onto the bed, Wolfwood motions for Vash to join him. Surprise crosses his sharp features as the request is denied. Instead, Vash points himself towards the couch, offering a wave over his shoulder as he spins away. ‘Well that’s new…’ 

“What, suddenly too good to share a bed with me, Blondie?”

“Wh- what? No, not at all! I just… I figured you’d- en’chh-! ih’tshhie-! Excuse me, sorry. Where was I..? Oh right, m- maybe you’d want it to yourself this time and I don’t mind t- taking the couch.”

“‘Cause of your cold? I don’t care, now get over here.”

“Because of my- what? I’m… I’m not sick?” 

Wolfwood doesn’t reply, instead he lets the uncomfortable silence settle over the room as he watches Vash. ‘Either he’s playing dumb, and doesn’t want to admit it, or the needle noggin really didn’t notice. Gotta know which before I make my move.’ Under the weight of tension starting to spread through the air, Vash gives a heavy sigh. The breath comes out shaky as his body vibrates, hands starting to rub his arms.

“You’re literally trembling. You tryna tell me that ain’t shivers?”

“It’s not! Well okay… I mean it is shivering, but not from sickness, it’s just cold in here, that’s all! ennchh-! Sorry, excuse me.”

The sneeze brings a fresh round of shudders as Wolfwood raises a brow at the display. ‘So denial it is then. If it was cold in ‘ere I’d’ve noticed long before him.’ A blessing almost slips out, but that’ll just lead to a new round of apologies. Right now it’s more important to get an admittance and go from there.

“Blondie, we’re in a fuckin��� desert. It’s not cold anywhere.” 

“W- well they must have the air on! Or… or something… probably the air, b- because it’s so hot out, so they uh… they want it to be cool indoors.”

“Guess I should go ask ‘em to turn it off-”

“Hey- wait no, uh… it’s- it’s actually starting to uh… warm up..? D- don’t bother them. hk’ishiee-! Sorry. They let us stay here, I don’t- I mean we don’t want to be a burden on them-”

A hint of pride starts to break through Wolfwood’s mind as he grins. ‘And there it is. Gotcha.’ Vash has always been hesitant to be a burden. Not a horrible mindset to have for most people, ‘Hell, a few could use more of it’. The problem is that his definition of ‘burden’ includes things such as eating, sleeping, breathing, or simply existing when he’s not actively helping in some way. 

Sickness was high on his list of ‘things that make me a burden on everyone I come in contact with’, despite Wolfwood’s constant reminders that he doesn’t mind. However, there is something above it, and that’s ‘bothering someone else’, especially when it’s for a made up reason. Given the choice between admitting sickness or waking the bartender to ask them to turn off the ‘air’ that doesn’t exist, well…

“-Okay fine. I might be… a little bit sick… but- hh’ishh’iee-! hehh- en’chhh-! heh’kshh’iew-!” 

“Blessin’”

“Thank you, sorry, it’s really not that bad!”

“Then get in bed ‘fore it gets worse.” 

“I uh… I really don’t think that’s-”

“I’ll even read from the book I’ve been finishin’. But that's a limited time offer, Blondie. Goin’ once, goin’ twice-” 

Before he can start the next word, Vash hurls himself towards the bed, an excited set of vibrations starting to replace the shivers. Wolfwood chuckles, lifting the blanket from his legs to wrap it around Vash, giving his shoulders a light squeeze. In response the huddled form leans into his lap, head resting against his chest. 

“Ready?”

“Yehh… yep!” 

“Alright. The second reason he realized she was gone was from the smell. The air had lost a sweetness. One he’d grown so used to he hardly recognized it anymore. That is, until it was gone. -----” 

Wolfwood continues reading, his focus being drawn away from the world once more. ‘Would’ve thought romance books were more Blondie’s thing, but… well… after he gave me that one about the garden love story… I guess I could understand the appeal… But only because Vash likes it when I read them. That’s all.’ No one else can hear him, but Wolfwood still feels the need to justify the surge of emotion starting to creep through his heart. 

Maybe it was the fact Vash had given him them. Maybe it was the fact that blondie was gazing up with a hazy adoration as each word leaves his throat. Doesn’t really matter why. All that matters is how the words seem to glide off the page, through his deep voice to dance around their heads, playing out each scene as he reads them. This sensation is short lived though, as soon he feels himself snapping back to the bedroom where a soft sound has begun.

“hkk-! guhh…” 

“Brushing the branches from his uh… from his face, he starts to cut through the dense forest.”

“heHh-! hhh… Snnff-”

“T- the branches, oh wait read that already, ah here we go. The dense forest. Eyes seem to be peering at him through the-”

“hahHhh- snff- hkIH-! hehh…”

“Through the, uh, the-”

“hhih-!”

“Christ, Blondie. Just sneeze already.” 

Vash’s head pops out from its blanket cocoon against Wolfwood’s chest, a pink tint spread across his cheeks that has nothing to do with his cold. Bringing up a single finger to lightly rub his nose, Vash tries to offer a sincere smile. What instead crosses his face is a look that just screams itchy. Wolfwood feels a sympathy tickle through his own nose. 

“Wh- what?”

“Your nose is literally twitching. You’re makin’ me itchy from the look of it. Jus’ sneeze, it’s okay. I’ll even pause my readin’.” 

“I- I don’t… okay yehh… yes I do- I’m so sorry ehH-!”

“Don’t ‘pologize. Nothin’ to be ‘shamed of.”

“eH’tmmfshh-! hh’mmshhii-! hk’ishh’ieee-!” 

He attempts to muffle the first two into his hand, the third escaping with a pitch that sounds incredibly unsatisfying. ‘No wonder he always has these long drawn out fits. Those sound like they do nothin’ to relieve the itch.’ Pausing his analysis, Wolfwood leans towards the nightstand, grabbing a handful of tissues and pressing them into Vash’s unused hand. 

A timid smile meets the gesture as Vash brings them to his nose, humming a sigh. The action seems to bring a new level of irritation, his breath snaring as the tissues are gripped tighter. It teases him for a minute, Wolfwood choking back a laugh at the whimper the tissues barely muffle. Finally, after what seems like a lifetime, a desperate “hnnchh-! ih’tishiee-! keshh’ii-!” break through. Wolfwood lets a knuckle crush his own nose, sympathy waves running through it again.

“Blessin’.” 

“Thanks. Sor-”

“You’re only welcome if you don’t finish that apology.” 

“-So are you gonna keep reading..? hih’ishhiee-! hk’ieshh-! Excuse me.”

“Blessin’s. Good save, Blondie. Remind me where we were?”

“Eyes in the- eh’kshhiee-! forest.”

“Blessin’, alright. So- wait… hold on a sec.”

Wolfwood lets the book rest on his knees, staring up through his sunglasses at the ceiling. Vash attempts to follow his gaze, but can’t notice anything worth staring at. Deciding to ask, Vash leans up to meet his eyes. Hardly a noise escapes before Wolfwood holds up a finger to silence him, tilting his sunglasses down and blinking through the brightness. 

“huh’yIEZzshh’oo-! ai’GNZSHhh’oo-! Whew, that’s better.” 

“Oh- bless you! Did- did I get-”

“No you didn' get me sick. My immune system ain’t nearly as fragile as yours.”

“Hey! Well then, is- hh’tieshh’ii-! Excuse me. Is something bothering you?”

“Nah, jus’ a tickle. Think it was ‘cause of the itchy look you were wearin’.”

“Oh, okay! S- sorry…”

“Nothin’ to be sorry for, Blondie. Now, back to the book?"

"Yes!"

"Eyes seem to be peering at him through the darkness. Watching his every step, daring him to come closer. Daring him to betray his heart alongside his kingdom. What did they know? Surely not his heart. That was something that couldn’t be known by anyone, not after her. ------.” 

Wolfwood feels the words flow from him once more, almost before his eyes can trace their forms on the page. Figures begin their dance, chasing each other in beautiful patterns through the humid air. The only thing pulling him from the daydream that he finds himself in far too often with Vash is the sound of constant sniffles. 

There is an outright refusal to address the noises, so instead Wolfwood continues reading, making it through another two chapters before giving in and setting the book back down. Vash looks up with an innocent gaze, absentmindedly rubbing his palm against his nose as another sniff breaks free.

“Baby, you’re all sniffly. You can blow your nose.”

The pet name gets the reaction it was meant to, Vash suddenly laser focused on Wolfwood’s every word. ‘Alright, easy now with this next part. He’s jus’ about there, gotta be delicate. Which… has never really been my strong suit.’ There’s a hint of unease beneath Vash’s smile, palm crushing against his face again. 

“I know you’re sick, Vash. You told me that earlier. So you can drop the ruse.” 

“We- well…”

“It’s just us.” 

Vash flushes as Wolfwood passes him another handful of tissues, but brings them to his nose anyways. He turns away, ever mindful of others, and blows a couple times. The first seems unsuccessful, but by the third he manages to get a semblance of airflow through his sinuses. 

Giving a heady sigh of relief, Vash turns back to Wolfwood, mouth open as if to form words. He never gets the chance, the next breath through his sensitive nasal passages bringing his hands up to his face by instinct. Wolfwood chuckles, letting a hand drop to rub his back through the fit. 

“hH’ieshh’ie-! keshhh’iee-! hihh- tnnshhii-! Ih’tieshhiee-!”

“Blessin’s. Heh, you’re awfully adorable at times, Blondie.”

“I am no- heH’ishh-! hk’ishh-! tieshh’iee-! not!” 

Humming out another laugh, Wolfwood brushes the hair from Vash’s warm skin, planting a kiss on his forehead. Vash responds with a sigh, airy and light, before he sinks back into Wolfwood’s chest, wrapping himself deeper into the blanket. A smirk crosses Wolfwood’s face, ‘Not cute, huh?’ before he lifts the book once more.

There, in the safety of Wolfwood’s embrace, Vash finds himself drifting off to sleep, figures dancing through his mind as the deep voice fades off into a peaceful darkness.

[heart-in-the-web]

hey this blog is really pretty and I absolutely love Jaguarstar's design. could we see her sprite and sketches (if you still have them) please? beautiful artwork

Heyhey! Thanks for coming by!

Thank you so much! Jaguarstar is one of my favorite designs for this comic so far. I struggled with it but it was worth it.

She has a lot going for her I am v excited.

[httpiastri]

.

[lambilegs]

Weirdly enough,I loved longlegs on sight.i understand why people didn't like it,but didn't like how people were like "It wasn't scared,I didn't even jump",like...maybe horror is not always meant for you to jump?but to be uncomfortable in your seat whispering wtf wtf wtf while weirded out like me?because the video scene of longlegs after he was caught had me gripping my seat like he was gonna come out of the screen,it felt like an actual recording of a real murderer.

I also might have come ready to defend the movie because I heard people critiquing it really hard and I thought it was a A24 movie 🤪and people hate A24 movies for some reason.

I loved to hear people pointing out foreshadowing and parallels with other movies from Oz Perkins and their theories.

Would also love to hear your thoughts on angel Lee harker too,if it isn't bothersome.

-👹

[junkissed]

Hey June !!

So, we need to talk...

You're making Jun become more and more my bias everyday. (Rip Kwannie) I don't know if it's the way you write him or just how you describe him but I'm becoming more of a Huihui little by little everytime you post

Anyways I had a little question for you... I just wanted to know : What pushed you to share your stories with us all in the first place? And HOW do you make them so good everytime?

Like always I send you all my love and support !💕😊

you are the sweetest omg that makes me so happy!! my job is to convert the world into huihuis one fic at a time 🥹 at the risk of sounding parasocial as hell, i just love him and he makes me so happy to write about so i have to be a little bit delusional about him at all times aksgjdhfs

it was @onlymingyus who encouraged me to post my writing! i've been writing since i was a little kid and i've always wanted to work with books, and my dream is to work in the publishing industry as a literary agent or an editor, so my own writing is more of a side hobby. on tumblr i started as a silent reader and then eventually made my fic recs blog @junhui-recs and started talking to people like mars and the lovely members of svthub, and i was like well why not post my stuff too? then it took me a while to warm up to writing smut bc it wasn't what i was used to (and still isn't tbh, it's a struggle to write it sometimes) but it's so rewarding to share it with everyone and get to talk to other writers and carats :)

and i have no idea asgkdjfhs i honestly just write things that i like to read so it's catered to my own tastes lmao but i'm so so glad other ppl like to read them too 💓 it's so satisfying when i open tumblr looking for something very specific to read and i can open my own masterlist and find exactly what i imagined in my brain hehe. from what i've noticed my best fics are ones i've written when i was super emotional so maybe that's something? like if i'm feeling generally bored or unenthusiastic then my fics tend to be meh. i feel like it's super obvious bc when i feel bad about my fics it shows in my writing, so i try not to write when i'm not in a good place because i want my fics to be something i enjoy looking back on instead of cringing at myself 😭 i have a lot of fics in my google drive that will never ever see the light of day bc i cringe so hard at who i was when i wrote them lmao

[meownotgood]

MAGS UR SUPPOSED TO TELL US IN ADVANCE SO WE CAN PREPARE FOR IMPORTANT EVENTS LIKE THE QUEEN’S BIRTHDAY!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY WIFEYYY! Words cannot thoroughly express how much I love ur work. I’ve actually had a rough past few years and I was really going through it when I first found your blog. Your work took me to a world where there was comfort, ease, and love. I was inspired by many of your works to confront difficult aspects of my life and prepare myself to accept love in a vulnerable and meaningful way. I truly thank you from the bottom of my heart for giving me this safe space and place of comfort. You are far more appreciated than you know. ❤️‍🔥

don't make me tear up... I appreciate that so much, I'm so glad you could enjoy my writing and my blog like that, when I hear that it just pushes me to want to write even more... thank you so very much 💗

[queenofbaws]

Hello, it's me again! I just wanted to thank you for filling out all of my cable car prompts. They were all great fun to read, and I hope you'll indulge me again in the future. Now, real talk - I've been having a rough go of things for quite a while now, and Chrashley content is genuinely one of the few things that still brings me any joy or comfort, so for what it's worth, I really do appreciate you taking the time and effort to write these stories. I only wish I had the nerve to do it myself.

well hello again!!! you're too kind, omg - puh-lease rest assured that your prompts were positively D E L I G H T F U L, and i had a blast getting to write for them!!! 🥰 i'm always stoked to get prompts, so believe me, it's less me-indulging-you and wayyyyyyy more you-feeding-my-endless-need-to-spew-out-words skdlfjlskdjf hehehe

and i really, truly hope that things get easier on your end <3 i'm glad that i could help throw a little chrashley your way in the meantime, but know that, somewhere out there in the expanse of the internet, there's at least one strange little tumblr gremlin crossing all her fingers and rooting for you :) and for what it's worth??? i'm positive that, if you chose to, anything you'd write in the future would be *chefs kiss* fantastic ;)c

[sainz100]

idk how to explain it, but I feel this small bubble of hope. as if some good news is right around the corner 🫧🌅 not yet, but maybe soon, I'll always feel that hope that the next chapter will be better than the last