#and the quality isn’t so shitty lmao

[ineffable-romantics]

Who I’d Be

[Part 1/6]

Once upon a time, after a long night of rich, dark wine and untouched cupperties, the angel Muriel asks Mr. Crowley what he thinks he might have liked to be, if he weren’t a demon.

And no, dear readers, the answer is neither angel nor aardvark.

Inspired by the song Who I’d Be

Re-upload of this post

[moonstruckme]

i recently started following you and i absolutely love your writing! you have such great talent!

no pressure at all and feel free to scream at me if this is out of your boundaries (i read ur guidelines so it shouldn’t be but you never know). I’m curious if you could write reader with literally anyone, just in denial that they like them. like she used to go out with really shifty guys and is just appalled that this person actually likes them

(this definitely isn’t self-indulgent at all….)

Thanks for requesting baby! (I would never scream at you lmao) I did this with dealer Eddie, hope that's alright :)

cw: weed, mention of transactional sex

dealer!Eddie Munson x fem!reader ♡ 1.5k words

Eddie’s grinning big when he opens the door to his trailer. He takes off his headphones, hanging them around his neck. You can hear Black Sabbath still playing from the speakers. 

“Hey.” His voice has a slightly raspy quality to it, and you wonder if he’s been singing or smoking. “You lookin’ for a fix, pretty?” 

You grasp the strap of your bag self-consciously, forcing a bouncy “yep” past your lips. Eddie’s got a way of saying things that makes you feel awkward and flighty, like your heart might lurch right out of your ribcage at any moment. It should be routine by now, but you’ll probably never get over it. 

Eddie only nods and opens the door further, inviting you in. He sets a hand on your back as you go by, and you try not to look as shy as the touch makes you feel. 

“Same as usual?” 

“Yeah, thanks.” You lean against the counter while he crosses the room to the drawer where he keeps his stash. 

You’ve been coming to Eddie for years now. You weren’t exactly friends in high school but you were always friendly, and every time you leave his place you’re freshly shocked by the realization that you actually really like him. You appreciate that he keeps it business. Well, as business as anything can be with Eddie. Flirting is just part of the package, but he doesn’t try to smoke your stuff after he sells it to you and doesn’t seem to expect anything other than money in return. Shitty as it sounds, a dealer like that can be hard to come by in your experience.

“I’ve been missing you, sweet thing,” he says, taking out a big zip lock bag of bud and a smaller one to portion yours into. “Thought you might’ve found someone else to keep you happy.” 

You don’t respond for a second, and Eddie’s head tilts up from where he’s picking through the bag, eyebrows going up in intrigue.

“I was seeing this guy for awhile,” you say, looking sideways out the window. “He got pre-rolls from someone else, and he’d let me have them sometimes.” 

“Well shit, I can roll for you if it’ll keep you coming over.” 

You look at Eddie in surprise. He grins at you, jutting his chin towards the couch. 

“Sit down, I’ll get you set up.” 

“You don’t have to do that,” you say. 

“Gotta keep my favorite customer happy, don’t I?” You don’t move, and his smile softens into something more genuine. “It’s no problem, just sit down. Tell me about this guy. Does he treat you right?” 

You follow directions, going to sit on the less saggy and dingy-looking of the couch cushions while Eddie bends over the counter across from you. “Not really,” you say indifferently. As if thinking about it doesn’t send a dull ache blooming through your middle. “We aren’t together anymore.” 

Eddie glances up at you, something odd flitting across his expression. “That sucks,” he says bluntly. “I’m sorry. I mean, it sounds like he sucked, so I guess I’m not sorry that it’s over even if I’m sorry that you’re sad. Are you sad?” 

A little laugh startles out of you. “Not really,” you say, and it’s halfway to honest. You’d been sad to break up with him, but Eddie is right; he sucked. You’re not really sad it’s over either. 

“Good.” He nods, appeased. “Thought I’d have to go beat someone up or something.” 

You snort, and Eddie’s mouth drops open in offense. He looks back down at the roll, sticking his tongue in his cheek as he shakes his head.

“Feels like you’re not taking my threat of vengeance super seriously.” 

“No, I am,” you laugh. “I am, it’s just—you don’t seem like someone who wins a ton of fights.” 

“Ah!” He clutches a fist over his heart, looking at you in absolute betrayal. “So little faith! I’ve fought worse monsters than your jilted beaux, okay?” 

You roll your eyes. “I’m guessing it’s a little different in real life than in your game.” 

Eddie pauses for a half a second, and you wonder if you’ve gone too far in your teasing, but then he bends back over the table, bringing the paper to his mouth. “Right.” He runs his tongue quickly across the roll. “Well, anyway, I have a spear in my garage if you want me to give it a try.” 

You smile at the thought of Eddie jabbing his (in your imagination, plastic and nerdy) spear at your most recent ex. 

“Thanks, but I think I’m good,” you say. 

He shrugs. “Your loss. I’d have taken off my shirt for the battle, but I guess you’ll have to get that show another time.” 

You laugh, crossing your legs as he starts on another roll. “Hey, you don’t actually have to roll all this,” you say. “I won’t stop coming to you.” 

“I don’t mind it,” he replies, packing the next with easy, practiced movements. “Unless you’re in a rush or something. Do you have to go?” 

“No, I’m…I’m good.” You’ve never spent this long at Eddie’s place before. It’s usually that you show up, he gives you a bag, you pay, and you leave. You’ve never taken much time to survey the trailer, the way Eddie moves around the cramped furniture with such ease or the way the windows let in just enough light to make his skin look softer and his eyes browner. “You can leave half of it, though, if that’s okay. I’ve still got a bowl at home.” 

“Whatever you want.” He keeps his focus downward, ringed fingers moving carefully. “You know, I’ve actually kind of missed having you come around.” 

“You said that already.” You tuck a piece of hair behind your ear, smiling even though he’s not looking. “I told you I’ll keep coming back, Eddie, you don’t have to butter me up.” 

His gaze flicks to you, eyebrows rising on his forehead. “I’m not,” he says.

Something about his tone has the hairs raising on the back of your neck. You keep intentionally still as a slight chill goes through you. 

“I like hanging out with you.” He shrugs, looking back at his roll. “Would you want to hang out again soon?” 

You hesitate. “I…don’t think I’ll be needing any more for a bit.” 

“Well, ideally you wouldn’t be here to buy.” 

For a second, you’re confused, and then realization and dread collide in your gut with enough force to make you nauseous. The disappointment is more potent than either of them. 

“Oh.” Maybe Eddie isn’t so different from the other dealers you’ve had after all. “Um, I just feel like I’ve always paid in cash…” 

Eddie’s eyebrows furrow, and then his entire face contorts. “Christ—no.” He drops the finished roll, holding up his palms as if to ward you off. “Not that! Ew—I mean—” His hands go to his head. “—not ew, like you’re not ew, I just—gah.” He drops his head back, and his fingers disappear into his hair, making fists. He looks almost pained. “I like you. Like, I’m not trying to have sex with you right now. Not that sex wouldn’t be cool—we could if you wanted to—but that’s not what I’m getting at.” 

He blows out a big breath, hands dropping to his knees, and looks you in the eye. 

“Can we just forget about the weed for a second?” he asks, sounding nearly desperate. “I’m trying to ask you on a date. Not to get you to fuck me for drugs.” Your mouth drops open, but Eddie keeps going. “And if you don’t want to go out, that’s totally cool. Very respectable, honestly. It doesn’t have to affect anything.” He presses his lips together. “I didn’t mean to say you were ew. I’m sorry.” 

You’re too shell-shocked to even laugh. You have whiplash. But now he’s looking at you with his big eyes all expectant, and you feel like you have to say something. 

“A date?” you ask. 

“Uh, yeah.” He leans against the counter, looking a bit awkward but somehow all the more endearing for it. “Like, to the arcade or maybe dairy queen or something—I don’t know, you can pick.” 

“And you…don’t want to have sex.” 

“I don’t not want to have sex,” he clarifies. “But, uh, we don’t have to at all. Like, only if you want to, and definitely not if you think it’s some sort of…” Eddie winces “...transaction.” 

You nod slowly, and now there’s a smile tugging persistently at your lips. “That sounds good,” you say. “The date part.” 

“Yeah?” His head picks up. “Really?”

You smile. “Yeah. Are you sure?” 

“Am I sure?” Eddie guffaws. “Yeah, I’m pretty fucking sure. I’m getting a much better deal here. But no take-backs,” he says quickly, and his grin widens when you laugh. “Are you free tomorrow?” 

“Um, yeah.” You think for a second, nodding. “Yeah, I’ve got nothing tomorrow.” 

“Great.” Eddie presses his lips together like he’s trying to contain the full scope of his smile. He pushes his fingers into the countertop. “Okay, forget everything from today. I’m gonna be such a fucking gentleman when I pick you up tomorrow, you probably won’t even recognize me.”

[winstonsns]

i read your cuteness aggression for the curtis!reader and i’m in love! can you maybe do preferences with a curtis!reader who’s a year younger than pony? thank you and have a wonderful day/afternoon/night! ☺️

the gang and 13 year old curtis!reader (request)

pairings: ponyboy x reader, johnny x reader, soda x reader, darry x reader, dally x reader, two-bit x reader, steve x reader

warnings: cussing

authors note: this is strictly platonic guys!! i feel like i’ve been falling off lately LMAO. i hope u guys enjoy though 💗

word count: 1.0k

PONYBOY CURTIS

the two of you are the closest in the gang, being the closest in age and him being a protective older brother to you

he doesn’t always feel the closest to his siblings because him and darry are always arguing, soda’s in the middle and doesn’t interfere anymore

but you’re always one to comfort pony after he gets into a heated argument with his oldest brother

he helps you with homework a lot since you’re not far behind him, he helps you study and get super high grades so darry isn’t on your ass for shitty grades

pony also reads you books when you’re stressed, it’s also just something he enjoys doing in your presence

quality time means a lot to him because his brothers are never home, he’ll read a magazine or do homework in a room with you, it gives him a sense of safety

JOHNNY CADE

the two of you aren’t exactly the closest in age but you talk to each other about everything

you and johnny hang out at the lot and sometimes fall asleep there, when you wake up, you direct him to your house so he can sleep there too

sometimes he’ll give you little gifts for fun, remembers a lot of things you tell him

if you talk about a book or item you want once, he’ll get it as soon as he can

he really appreciates your friendship and will do anything to keep it and strengthen it

probably let’s you borrow his switchblade even though he always has it on him, has backups too

SODAPOP CURTIS

he’s the most annoying but loving brother to you, always asking you if you have a partner yet and teasing you if you do

“ooooh.. who were you hangin’ out with today, y/n? you like them?”

“soda, i’ve been friends with them for years!”

“yeah, but do you like them?”

he’s the embodiment of the trend ‘i know love is real because (name) is real and they are full of it’

soda makes sure you have a lot of attention and love, doesn’t necessarily try to replace your parents but is somewhat nurturing to you

he doesn’t rant to you often because he knows it can be overwhelming, you’re just a kid, as he puts it and shouldn’t be dealing with others problems

sometimes he’ll take you to the DX after school so you can gossip and you can learn about working

DARRY CURTIS

darry’s your eldest brother and is extremely protective of you, always checks up on you and asking about your day

he has the same expectations for you and ponyboy, he checks over your homework but is calmer with you

he wants you to be with some sort of guardian wherever you go, even if you’re walking down the street for fun

he knows it’s not the safest for you to be alone, especially at night

because he doesn’t have the best relationship with his brothers, he makes cake with you more often than he does with the others

he does not let you participate in rumbles, he says it’s way too dangerous for you to fight

DALLAS WINSTON

he fucking hates kids so it’s a surprise he enjoys your presence

you remind him a bit of himself, you’re a bit of an ‘outcast in the outcasts’ because you’re the youngest and told you can’t do anything

so dally teaches you how to live in case you ever get put on the streets, teaches you what to do in the worst case scenarios

he’s hard on you though, it’s tough love and he can get really frustrated if you get hurt or in trouble because he’s taught you how to protect yourself

steals random stuff for you, most of the time it’s candy or random sweets like popcorn from the drive in, sometimes it’s a drink

TWO-BIT MATTHEWS

you remind him of his younger sister, he feels obligated to protect you in some way

most of the time, soda and darry are working so they aren’t home most of the time, pony’s hanging out with johnny so keith watches over you

sometimes he calls himself your babysitter because he thinks it’s funny, it’s even better that he knows you’re fully capable of taking care of yourself

he’ll tell you super inappropriate jokes and when darry’s there, he’ll smack him on the back of the head

“two, knock it off. she doesn’t needa hear that stuff!”

“i didn’t even do anything, super—“

he steals stuff for you too, whether it’s something related to your studies or a random item you want for some reason

STEVE RANDLE

originally didn’t want to be around you, he doesn’t want to be around ponyboy and you’re with him all the time

but eventually, steve warms up to you and lets you hang out with him and the gang sometimes

he’s actually pretty smart and not many people expect that from him, he helps you with homework even though he can get frustrated at times if you don’t understand

if you’re into cars, expect him to teach you all about them and for him to invite you to the DX

maybe he lets you help him fix some of the cars, of course you won’t get paid money, instead snacks he gives you for free

soda will come up to you in the morning as you’re barely awake, talking to you

“steve said to come to the DX after school, gonna teach you some stuff about cars.”

[flyingfabio]

le mans thoughts dump!!!

sorry it’s gonna be a picture-less dump because i wasn’t prepared and i only had only my phone with shitty camera quality… also this going to be a mess. first general remarks and then a fabio special part of course… under a read more because i think it’s gonna be longgg

general remarks about the event

well not a surprise but le mans is CRAZY. so many bikes so many people and the atmosphere… you don’t need beer or anything else to feel PUMPED there

the weather was GREAT and i felt it made the experience so enjoyable. i wore long jeans and big tshirts and applied sunscreen and spent time in the grandstands away from the sun and yet my face is red. i have a sunburn on my chin. MY CHIN.

i didn’t feel unsafe or witness anything gross during my time there. important to mention that i was with my brother and didn’t camp on site so the experience can definitely be different for others. there ARE overly drunk people at the circuit and some entitled people smoking weed with families with kids nearby…

as for the camping sites you could see them from the circuit and HEAR them from afar and it is WILD. never in my life i think i would be capable to camp there lmao

so many things to do at the venue: the village, fanzones, a stunt show, fireworks… you can feel how this gp is organized as a whole experience for the fans

did i mention a lot of people?

obviously some things to improve especially the management of the entrances/exit points of the circuit but with so many people at a venue that is not that big i can understand the struggle. maybe they need to think about implementing a limit for the attendance at some point

i had grandstands tickets and it was really enjoyable to have a place with shade to sit down at any moment though i LOVED going to sit on the grass trackside to watch the bikes, especially with the warm weather. sad that we only had time to watch from only a few places at the last turns of the circuit (raccordement, “s” bleus, chemin aux boeufs). would have loved to sit at garage vert for example.. we only did this on friday and saturday because we thought sunday would be too crowded. people literally come at 6-7 am to get the best spots!

the NOISE. thank god i brought my earplugs with noise reduction. the bikes are very loud on their own obviously, but if you are trackside you can watch without ear protection easily. but in the grandstands on the straight? HELL NO! i think it’s very special to le mans where the place is acting like a “soundbox”, amplifying the sound

where we sat in the grandstand we could see the canal+ booth from the other side of the straight. at some point i was like wait a min… isn’t that maverick and rivola out there? and i was right, my bro was shocked i could recognize them from their backs and so far away… also guessed raul, miguel and lin jarvis. maybe i’m too deep in the motogp hole? also recognized the back of a fabio cut-out that people had installed at the bottom of our grandstand but this is a given i guess

idk where to put that but i saw pecco’s mascot so many times i’m starting to think there are actually two of them

also the speaker at the circuit was shit. he flopped so many times 

the races

overall good races! 

moto3 was good, especially because they were close and there were overtakes for the win at the end

moto2 was meh, some good battles in the pack but the race was over after lap one... probably was the only one looking for tony at every lap and cheering for him. rude speakers saying how he was fighting for the championship last year and how he is struggling this year. bitch it's not his fault that speedups are suddenly rocketships 😭

motogp sprint… it’s better that i don’t talk about it. thank you acosta for the overtaking crumbs

motogp race!! i thought it would be a repeat of the sprint, but it turned out to be such a good battle at the front! the crowd went NUTS when martin and then marc overtook pecco. obviously it’s so nice to get battles like these at the front for the win, but this doesn’t erase the fact that it’s still ducati only. and for me motogp CAN'T be at its best unless it’s different brands fighting it out

you know my distaste for the sprints, but i have to admit it adds something to the experience at the track, especially for casual fans like my brother. for me i really enjoyed friday, seeing the different bikes go around the track and observing the different riding styles. my brother much more enjoyed saturday and sunday when there was more “at stake”. this sprint was shit though

my grandstand was… something lmao. a mix of marc truthers and booers. pecco haters who had beef with the pecco grandstand next to us lmao. pecco grandstand started to cheer for pecco after people clapped when the speaker announced martin as the poleman… you can imagine they weren’t as loud after the race lmao 😭

the japanese bikes… it’s so depressing to see irl you have no idea. this weekend basically all of them (except fabio) were hanging out at the end of grid with augusto fernandez...

the marini case is even worse man. it’s so bad that i think i had left my grandstand before he even crossed the finish line on sunday and i’m not even kidding (many people were leaving just after the winner arrived to try to get out of the circuit quickly) 

pedro acosta was probably the most applauded after the frenchies and marc 

that jorge martin guy is REAL fast on a ducati i’m afraid

marc marquez is a showman

weird personal observation but i was less stressed before the race start than i am when i’m watching on tv

FABIOOOOOOOOO

as i said last year, he really is his people’s DARLING

but first about his performance this weekend. INSANE. straight to q2 with an insane lap. with fellow fabio truther lady sat next to me we held our breath until the very end of the session… then during q2 i remember thinking well let’s see fabio qualify p12 now and then when he pushed that tractor and it got him to p6 at some point? my jaw was on the floor and everyone around cheered 

the sunday race… man. i felt it IN MY BONES that fabio would crash at some point. i knew it when he was just in front of aleix and he was manhandling that bike in every direction just to stay in front. then i saw that he had managed to make a small gap to aleix and i thought “he wants too much and he’s overriding it too much…” next when the yellow flag alert appeared i knew…

it was clear that he wanted to give his everything this whole weekend, no matter how shit the bike was. it was no coincidence that the cross necklace was back this weekend… 

even my brother who is the casual of casuals noticed the difference of riding style. said that it was obvious how much fabio was fighting the bike compared to others

the special livery. my god it was SO beautiful on camera and irl… the bike looked so good on the track and fabio looked radiant in those leathers. i tried the special le mans cap but it was a flat brim which i don’t like very much and it looked ugly on me so i bought this baby instead

i was pleasantly surprised not to hear any fabio slander during the entire weekend. when you look at the comment from moto french “fans” on facebook it’s always full of hate (he only thinks about money, he is too “feminine” or whatever bullshit, homophobic shit etc.) even with his special livery (shit like omg can you believe he is a MAN and likes to wear PINK???) i heard nothing. probably for the best or i was ready to throw hands

rins didn’t come with fabio on stage in fanzone for the “meeting with riders” event and it’s understandable poor guy probably wouldn’t have had any question for him

it’s crazy how fabio’s voice sounds different to me irl. at some point i thought he sounded like mbappé 😭

when asked who was his favorite rider (the question didn’t mention past or present, but then the host said well let’s go from the current riders) fabio answered marc marquez is a legend of the sport. also joked don’t worry valentino fans lmao

got asked if he thinks there are too many ducatis on the grid. you can imagine the reaction of the crowd lol. then said that “yamaha and myself are working hard to have two more yamahas on the grid… and two less ducatis smirks” 

someone asked him the obvious question of why he stayed at yamaha. answered how he understands why people don’t understand his choice right now, but that they will in the coming few weeks and right there i believed him. this man could sell me the moon

hardcore fans who take this rare opportunity to ask fabio to sign their fabio related tattoo will never fail to make me cringe but what’s way worse is the man who thought himself entitled to ask fabio about his private life in front of everyone and how “we never see the many women who are after him” posted there (do you get the gross implication there?) anyways. the cunt got booed and fabio got applauded when he answered that he has the right to keep some parts of his life private while he already shares many things with the fans

maybe i will conclude on this but going there you understand why yamaha had to do everything to keep fabio. going beyond the performance element which is obvious, fabio’s marketing power is insane. when fans were asked about their favorite brand, yamaha got the most applause. i didn’t count but i think the yamaha/fabio merch was the most worn among fans (maybe alongside with vr46 lol). and like yeah we’re in france so obviously it’s more visible but having managed to keep the face of their brand is essential in rough times like these. take honda for example, it’s like they weren’t even there this weekend, even with zarco riding one…

probably forgot many things but i think that’s enough lol. i’m already missing it (thank god i took this day off to recover) and i will certainly go again in the future!! (maybe not every year because it’s A LOT though)

[wings-of-sapphire]

Hi, I love your Wish rewrite so much that I want to do a fanart. Is there any design for them or references to inspire by them?

Asjsksjaks I wrote a whole-ass essay responding to this but it got deleted so here it is again

First of all— thank you so much! Please tag me when you finish it, you’ll be my favorite person ever

Now I assume you mean Asha and Star inspo. They’re under a cut because I really delved into this lmao

Asha

For our favorite princess, I see Asha basically the same, but with a lot fancier accessories and outfits. In her concept design, she had lots of jewelry and beads in her hair and on her dress inspired by Moroccan and Amazigh fashion:

And then a fancy dress worthy of a princess. She’s supposed to be commoner now, but her concept art had some pretty dresses

Ahaksjaksjs sorry for the shitty quality this was the only photo I could find

Some other dress designs I loved:

@puertoricanbelle

They made this as a final transformation outfit which, honestly, I love. It’s giving Ariel’s final dress, but mixed with Queen vibes and tbh in the movie I expected a transformation dress rather than just sparkles hajsksjs @ghostguts

Like??? She’s a princess so she has the royal colors??? Idk what it is I just love this

THIS DESIGN below I believe is made by @hoaxghost, but—

Lookit??? Not too formal not too common, gold accents and rings and the silhouette of the dress isn’t just like Rapunzel’s but has dimension and tassels and sleeves and nose is not a cute button which I think is reminiscent of Amaya and Magnifico, them being her parents in this rewrite. The concept art picture I showed also showed her with a bit of a longer nose which I like

(Also I feel like they lightened the royal couple’s skin in the movie? Or is it just me?)

Star

I also looked at the concept art for Starboy

^something like the one right above, I think But I also adored @kiiwiibun’s design of Star

I think in my rewrite I even added how Star has a dark teal half-cape thing like they drew!

I do imagine Star to have a constant glow, since he’s, you know, a star. But whether it’s from his skin, his hair, etc, you can decide! You basically have lots of wiggle room for this since I don’t have a design fully locked down yet. And hey, maybe you’ll create the “canon” looks for this Wish rewrite!

(Ps if any of the people I tagged want me to remove their art please let me know and I’ll do it right away— also is anyone knows who made that last Asha dress redesign please tell me too so I can tell them I love them)

💜💛

[vacantgodling]

48, 53, 69 for the platonic ask game!

this has taken me nigh forever to answer and so i’ll do this for the magic sex school kids cuz i need to develop them anyway 🤷🏽‍♂️ so i’ll answer this for bruno, pax, and mallory :3c

48. Oh no! Two of their friends (of your choice) have events scheduled at the same time! Which one do they attend?

BRUNO -> the people most likely to invite him to things are elsie and mallory and he’s definitely going with mallory. mallory usually invites him to orgies so he’s a bit biased about why he’s going frfr but yknow. if pax invites him to anything tho all bets are off and he’s going to whatever pax asks.

PAX -> i need to actually work on establishing pax’s other friends tbh BUT between another friend and bruno he’d probably pick the other friend. not great best friend behavior sure, but in his defense he’s trying to build up a friend circle of his own outside of just bruno so he kinda frames it as “well i wanna make a good impression and get to know these other people better” — doesn’t make bruno happy but yknow they’re not dating so it’s not like he has a say in it 🤪 (i’m rubbing salt in the wound sorry rune fjdjdjrej)

MALLORY -> she’s the kind of person who wouldn’t pick, she’d just say yes to both plans and then if she made it to both cool—but if she got hung up or wasted (or distracted 👀) at the first event, she’d message the other person as soon as she was able to try and set up a make up event lol. no one ever really gets mad at her if she flakes but that’s mostly bc her follow up is really good.

53. Are they jealous of any of their friends?

BRUNO -> define jealousy…? he’s not jealous of most of his friends in the “i want to be you” or “you’re better than me” kind of way, but he’s definitely jealous about pax in the “i don’t want you to find people more important to you than me” kind of way. he’s not particularly egotistical about himself or anything actually it’s more like, when you take him out of his messy relationships and emotional turmoil bruno is actually a really good student and a pretty hard worker—there’s a reason he did actually get into this school on his own merit lmao. tbh it’s night a day what he’s like dealing with real life things and whatnot versus the way he deals with relationships 💀💀

PAX -> he’s a little jealous of bruno actually—but he knows it’s silly bc it’s something neither of them can control: their magical heritage. in the sense that, pax doesn’t have ancestral magic at all (neither of his parents were particularly studious magic users and only know the little basics that most people know so that’s not enough to pass onto him) so he has to work Much harder to do magic than bruno does; who’s got 6 generations of magic at his back. mind you, bruno isn’t like a savant or a prodigy or anything—but pax always (when they were growing up) felt like his achievements paled next to bruno’s who was able to do harder spells and master concepts earlier in life than he did just bc of that slight boost. pax knows it’s silly; he and bruno have talked about it a few times before and bruno is nothing but encouraging of him and his study so it’s not like bruno is being a shitty person and rubbing it in his face or anything he just kinda can’t help it. it’s more… redirected frustration at his parents that he projects onto bruno than him actually being jealous of bruno particularly. tm.

MALLORY -> literally not at all lol. mal will cut out people who make her feel bad about herself bc she just doesn’t have time for that drama in her life. so any of the people she may be jealous of or want to one up—they aren’t her friends pff.

69. What do they value most in a friend?

BRUNO -> prioritization (i need you to make me feel like i matter to you) and quality time (don’t constantly blow me off and then say we’re friends it doesn’t work like that)

PAX -> similar goals or work ethic (he doesn’t like being around unmotivated people), emotional maturity, and communication (and if you’re wondering how the fuck are he and bruno friends—it’s kinda why shit is rocky rn FHDJD)

MALLORY -> fun and adventurous (she’s a party girly through and through), kindness or charitably (she’s a i’ll give my shirt off my back if you need it so she wants people with that same energy), and low maintenance (funny bc she’s friends with bruno but he’s actually very low maintenance in their friendship bc he doesn’t constantly feel like mal doesn’t value him 💀)

[thekingofthenameless]

Tell me your top 3 OCs

Thanks for the ask!!! :D

My top two are definitely Merlin and Charlie!

(I have other ocs of course, but I have no thoughts about them rn because I’m writing a oneshot specifically centered around these two, so I’m just gonna talk about their bond for the third lmao.)

1. Merlin:

Merlin (full name Merlin Caledonensis Ambrosius) is a Black transgender aroace man! (Specially non-partnering, as well as being romance and sex repulsed.) He’s also neurodivergent: he has schizophrenia, psychosis (as a symptom of it), misophonia, and Complex Post Traumatic Stress Disorder.

He has a carefully crafted image of himself that he’s made as a way to survive, and no one besides Charlie, Ganieda, or Vivian will know his true self.

He hides it all under being a very mellow person.

He’ll smile easily, make shitty puns, converse with most people he comes across, give advice and trade knowledge freely without there being any catch, unlike some others out there.

Many consider him a friend, one of the most renowned protectors of magic, and one of the most famous magical beings, that everyone at least knows the name of. (Despite the demons that apparently have plagued his mind for centuries.)

But both he and his dragon are shrouded in myths and legends that no one knows are true or not, and he’ll never confirm or deny, simply dodging the curiosity or asking about the questioner with a smile.

(Unless it’s about being secretly married, because then he’ll go on a disgusted rant about being thrust into romance, and how he’s never been in a relationship, and he doesn’t need it, he has Charlie and his sister and his friends.)

His secrecy isn’t just limited to his past; it’s to the point that he feels exposed if someone simply finds out something he likes.

He usually doesn’t think about the fact that he’s constantly hiding parts of himself to make him seem more palatable, but when he does, he resents it. (And understands, because he’s hard to deal with. He has no idea why Charlie still loves him, sometimes.)

Just a few of the secrets he holds close to his chest are being naturally left-handed, hiding it behind the mask of ambidexterity that he taught himself. His complete and utter lack of romantic or sexual attraction, to the point of being repulsed at the idea. His aversion to a frankly maddening amount of sounds, and being born a girl, who hadn’t wanted to change his reproductive organs because they didn’t make him feel distressed and not at home in his own body like his breasts.

The voices in his mind tell him that everyone knows, no matter how hard he’s tried to hide them, and that they’ll hurt him again; Charlie has to constantly reassure him that no one else knows besides the two of them. (But not that he’d never betray him by revealing them. He’ll always trust his familiar, and Charlie knows that.)

Art Dump! (And an excerpt of his appearance from another character’s point of view because I’m lazy lol)

Click on the pictures for better quality and to see the whole thing! (The old one is his first, older design; the second one is his current one.)

[Amos] tries not to stare, taking in his appearance nonetheless. The man who is apparently Merlin seems to be only a couple of inches shorter than him, even from where he’s standing. Long white hair, that shines like freshly fallen snow, rests halfway down his back. It’s locked into thick strands that remind him of strong rope, tied up into a mid-high ponytail. Every side of his head is shaved, showing softer but still coarse hair that glimmers like frost. “Merlin,” Uther calls. “I have someone for you to meet.” He turns, revealing his face. He’s beautiful. He’s Black; his skin is a warm, dark brown. Several scars (one on the left side of his forehead, above his eyebrow; another spanning from his forehead to his nose, ending a little below his eyes; and the last across his left cheek) darker than his skin adorn his face. His eyebrows, eyelashes, and beard (which has a coarse, curly texture) are as white as his hair. His almond shaped eyes are a lighter shade of blue, with orange rings around his pupils. Eyebags darker than his skin, but a different shade than his scars, are under them. The bridge of his nose is prominent, making it curve. An aquiline nose, if he remembers correctly. He hasn’t seen anyone who has it in a while. He’s wearing a dark green bliaut, (that shows some of his chest, and he has to quickly look away) brown pants, a long, hooded blue cape, and brown heeled boots. A necklace, which is only a gem held with black string, rests against his neck. A bracelet is on his right wrist, and a ring is on his right hand’s second finger.

2. Charlie:

Charlie (full name Charlemagne William Ambrosius) seems a little rougher around the edges than his wizard, but he’s still nice (once he gets to know someone).

If he doesn’t know them yet, he won’t hide the fact that he stares them down while gauging their character. And even if he does, if they aren’t Ganieda or Vivian, he’ll still give them the same stare if they say or do something that could register as a possible threat to his beloved. (Yes, he calls Merlin that now. You’re welcome.)

He’ll say the things that Merlin thinks but won’t say, and doesn’t care that he comes off as mean or blunt sometimes either.

No one else’s opinion matters as long as Merlin is safe.

Anyone trying to separate the two of them, no matter for how long, immediately comes off as suspicious to him. People have attempted to take advantage of his familiar’s illness in the past, by convincing him that their actions weren’t real and were things he hallucinated or imagined. Sometimes, they also do the opposite and make him remember things that never happened.

And there’s the separation that still haunts both of them in different ways.

He’d been out hunting (which takes hours, since he’s a 3,000 pound dragon that eats a lot, but at least he only needs to eat every 4-5 days) leaving Merlin behind with their mutual acquaintance, Mordecai. His familiar had been feeling slightly tired, but neither of them were too worried; he’d hopefully sleep it off.

When he returned, Merlin was gone.

After hours of frantically trying to contact him through their telepathic bond multiple times while tracking his scent, he found a monastery.

His companion’s scent led him down to a dungeon, which had a chair with blood at its feet. And it continued in a trail somewhere else.

He had to quell his rising terror and fury to focus on finding him, following the blood and still strong scent upstairs.

Finally, he’d found the door that Merlin seemed to be behind, and he entered quietly when he only heard silence.

Even after seeing the blood, he still wasn’t expecting Merlin on a bed, sheets under him bloodied and stained, two corpses on the floor.

He was curled into himself, staring off at nothing.

They’d tortured him, broken him.

He never wants to see his beloved look that like again.

Art dump and excerpt:

(Like Merlin, the old one is his first, older design; the second one is his current one.)

(Charlemagne stares at [Uther] the whole time, red eyes almost glowing in the dim light.) How is no one else unnerved by him? He’s entirely unsettling, with those red eyes, (at least they have white sclera; that helps with making him look slightly less monstrous) giant, feathered wings colored like lava, and thick-furred body colored like soil and fire. (What kind of dragon has fur and feathers, anyways?) Besides that, the mark of being a familiar adorns his leg, for lack of a better word, unable to be hidden.

Their bond:

(To help with some things, cambions and dragons both age extremely slowly! Cambions age one year in every five years; dragons age one year in every fifty-five years.)

Yes, I did math for this lmao.

(Dragons also turn fully adult at five years old [two hundred seventy-five chronologically]. At a year old [fifty-five], they’re still too small to open their eyes. Five years later [60], they’ve opened, but their teeth haven’t grown in yet. Ten years later [70], they’re able to be weaned off milk. At two years old [110], they’re able to speak. From there, the main changes are their bodies slowly changing into adulthood.)

Merlin and Charlie have been familiars for a long time: over 4,000 years. (I don’t have an exact year yet. 😓) The two of them have been best friends, and inseparable for most of their lives.

Merlin, pre-transition, as a thirteen year old (chronologically 65) on the cusp of puberty, found him abandoned by his parents in the woods. They didn’t think he’d survive for much longer; the only reason he wasn’t classified as a runt was because mammalian dragons only have one offspring at a time.

At a year old (chronologically 55), he was too small to even open his eyes, but he could hear. Merlin’s hands gently ran over his fur, murmuring soothing words, getting him used to the feeling, voice and scent of human, before he gently cradled him in his arms and took him home. The little kit would be eaten by anything opportunistic enough if he didn’t.

Adhan was used to her son’s empathetic nature, but she never expected him to bring home a dragon.

Eventually, she was convinced, though.

Merlin fed him cow’s milk from a wooden bowl, hoping that he would able to digest it. (He was, fortunately.)

He looked down at the kit, colored like soil and fire, and lava all in one, and decided to name him Charlemagne William. He wasn’t going to give him his last name just yet.

Merlin always knew he was more intelligent than an average animal, no matter what anyone else thought, and talked to him as though he was human even back then.

Soon, it became commonplace to see the two of them together, Merlin either holding the little dragon in his arms, or carrying him in the blanket that he wrapped around himself.

Charlie became more affectionate as well, always curling against his side or on his chest.

By the next five years, when Merlin aged into fourteen, there was no concept of the two ever separating, but there was confusion when Charlie stayed the same size and age. (He’d opened his eyes only recently, and his teeth weren’t coming in; he couldn’t eat solid food as a result.)

Amidst Merlin’s worry over his dragon not seeming to grow, puberty slammed into him.

And he didn’t feel like a girl. It wasn’t his clothes; he’d always loved outfits that go down to his knees or farther. It was his body.

He felt too feminine, felt like he was all blossoming curves and soft features. He hated seeing his breasts grow, and he began to bind them, hiding the fact from everyone; fortunately, his healing factor helped offset any negative effects, and everyone was focused on getting Ganieda and Vivian together, anyways.

(Ugh, romance.)

But what he would be if he wasn’t a girl? A man? (Yes, is his answer, deep down.) That was ludicrous.

This would pass.

(It did not pass.)

At night, when everything was quiet, he vented to his dragon about everything, gently cradling him in his arms. How he didn’t feel like a girl and didn’t feel at home in his body. How certain sounds set him off, and people thought he would outgrow it, but he wasn’t, and how he was terrified of telling his family these things. He had to be a good daughter.

(Charlie would nuzzle him, understanding every word, purring as loudly as he could to comfort his beloved wizard.)

Charlie finally started growing more teeth when Merlin was sixteen, chronologically eighty years and six months then. He slowly weaned his dragon, introducing him to different types of meats and other foods. Apparently, they’re omnivorous, but it’s usually easier to just eat meat instead because of their size.

Despite the relief at the fact that his dragon just aged very slowly, his body dysphoria refused to leave. He knew that it wasn’t normal to hate looking at yourself in the mirror, and hate becoming a woman. (Especially since Ganieda accepted it, and loved it, happy to grow older so she and Vivian could marry sooner.)

Sometimes, when he was sure that everyone was asleep, he’d shapeshift into a man under the moonlight streaming through his window. He’d stare at himself, reverently running his hands over his face, quietly walking around his room in the body he so desperately wanted.

But he pushed it down, keeping it a guilty secret. Womanhood was still important to him; he had to be a good daughter, a good sister, and he loved them too much to just leave. But how would they react, if he did tell them?

(Charlie always treated him with the same love, man or woman, affectionately nuzzling him and purring. His eyes held an understanding that he wished everyone else would have.)

Maybe… he could broach the topic with his mother.

He did, eventually, and she gently stroked his steadily growing locs as he curled against her, speaking in nothing louder than a whisper the whole time. (Charlie rested against his feet, quietly watching them both. Adhan easily believed her son about his intelligence, now.)

She didn’t have any advice, in the end. But she kissed his forehead and told him that she’d always love him, no matter what. And if she did end up having a son, then she’d be blessed with the most amazing one she could have.

Twenty-five years later, at twenty-one (one hundred five years old), he shapeshifted into a man again, this time using his magic to make this form his true one. He cried when he was finally able to have the body he’d wanted for so long permanently.

Charlie wrapped around his legs, nuzzling him, and he picked him up, holding his dragon close. He purred loudly, sweet and comforting, even as Merlin’s tears soaked his fur.

Another seventeen years later, when Merlin was twenty-four (one hundred twenty-two), and Charlie was two (one hundred ten); Merlin was reading by the fire, and Charlie was curled against his right side.

Charlie looked up at his wizard adoringly, letting out soft purrs. He wanted to speak, talk to him just as much, and thank him for everything he’s done.

Merlin’s hand reached down to gently scratch his head, and he leaned into the contact, wishing he could speak even more.

Maybe… he could try.

“Merlin?” He said quietly, doing his best to not wriggle in excitement so the surprise wasn’t spoiled.

His wizard looked up at the unfamiliar voice, brow furrowing in confusion. After searching the room, his gaze went back down to him. “Charlie, did you hear that?”

“Yes,” was his simple answer.

Merlin’s mouth dropped open, eyes widening in shock. “What- You just talked.”

He smiled proudly, tail thumping as his wizard’s brain broke. “You can talk.”

After the subsequent reveal, and excitement had died down, they had long conversations that lasted for hours. At the end of it, their bond had only strengthened, and now, they knew things about each other that no one else ever would.

Twenty-three more years later, when Merlin was twenty-nine (one hundred forty-five), his schizophrenia began to set in.

He began to hear people calling his name when they hadn’t; began seeing things out of the corner of his eyes, with nothing being there when he turned around, confused. His food began to taste terrible when he knew it was the same as everyone else’s, and he became terrified of it being poisoned.

Then the voices and delusions started.

They started out positive, but over time they began to tell him crueler things.

His delusions told him that someone has invaded their home and is walking around (he can hear their footsteps), bugs were crawling on his hands in the dark until he turned a light on, or touched Charlie so his glowing spread to his hands.

And they happened over, and over, and over again, but every time it was real until he came out of it and remembered that they aren’t.

At least they usually didn’t last for that long.

But his hallucinations started getting worse, and instead of just hearing nonexistent voices, people and creatures appeared.

Sometimes it made absolute sense that a stranger was in their house. And they weren’t a threat, simply doing things that made him inquire why they were there.

Charlie, who was up to his knees now, was determined to help his wizard.

He suggested putting bells on the door so Merlin can think back and remember if they rang or not before he panics about a stranger being in their house. (It isn’t foolproof, but it does help.)

When the gaps in Merlin’s memory began to get worse, it didn’t matter. He’d remember for him. He’d eat some of his food first so that he knew that it wasn’t poisoned. He’d stay awake when he was afraid of falling asleep.

Merlin took care of him first. It was his turn.

After they fought in battles, and Merlin’s sensitivity to loud noises increased, along with new trauma, his stance didn’t change.

He’d breathe on him instead of calling his name so he doesn’t get as startled, and he’d walk across a room (in the rare occasion of that) instead of yelling for him. He’d do his absolute best to not yell at someone making him angry, no matter how much he wanted to.

He’d understand when Merlin got snappy because of his senses being bombarded with too much, and never blame him for it. He’d lay his head on his stomach as a comforting weight when panic became too much.

He’d say that he loves him, and he’s not going anywhere, he never is, and repeat those words over and over again, as many times as he needs to.

Merlin was sixty-five (three hundred twenty-five), when he became immortal. He could’ve used the spell that makes aging stop at thirty, like Ganieda, but the main reasons he didn’t was because he wanted to have natural white hair, not just changing his hair color, and he thought looking older would make him seem more distinguished. (If he’d aged badly, he would’ve shifted back to his younger appearance and kept the white hair. He didn’t, though.)

Charlie was a fully grown adult at five years old (three hundred thirteen), and just his head was as big as Merlin’s torso.

They went flying together now, and Merlin had crafted a saddle himself. Sometimes it was just a slow, leisurely fly for the sake of it; sometimes it was high speed, filled with loops and falling through the air. They still hardly ever argued about anything, but in the very rare occasion they did, they’d stay in the same room, spending time together in silence so they can calm down and see the other’s point of view. They always, always talked things out in the end.

They share the same feelings towards each other: I love you. I love you so much that I can’t fathom spending time away from you unless it’s absolutely necessary, and I’ve willingly chosen to stay with you for the rest of our lives. This bond was formed by a labor of love, and nothing can ever separate us, except for death.

I know things about you that no one else ever will. Typical familial terms like father figure or brother don’t fit us, because our relationship is far too complex to dilute it down into one role.

Soft whispers and gentle touches define us.

I am not leaving you. I am never leaving you.

One morning, after they woke up intertwined together, like always, there was a mark of swirls and leaves on Charlie’s right front leg, and when Merlin looked at his own body, there was one on his right bicep.

No one knew what they meant, until Merlin’s throat was slit after an ambush.

He didn’t die immediately. He choked on his own blood for at least ten minutes before he passed out, terrified of dying, hoping Charlie was safe, and would be able to recover in the end.

He woke up in a meadow filled with flowers, any signs of his violent death gone.

Before he could panic, a voice called his name.

He turned to see a being with completely dark, blue-ish gray skin.

Her hair, braided in a fishtail, long, feathered wings that almost dragged on the ground, and eyes, subtly glowing, were all completely white.

Golden earrings pierced her ears; a necklace of the same color with a red gem rested against her neck. A circlet that matched both was on her head.

Amara, goddess of life.

He immediately knelt in front of her, averting his eyes. He knew the legends, had seen paintings and murals of her. But why was she here?

Charlie appearing out of nowhere startled him. Completely forgetting about proper etiquette in front of a goddess, he ran to his dragon, stroking his fur and hugging him tightly.

Charlie hadn’t been hurt at all, unlike him. He didn’t know what had happened; he’d been trying to find him since their separation, and suddenly… he was here.

Amara had been quietly watching, smiling. She offered to explain, making both of them look at her; Merlin sheepishly apologized for his lack of decorum. She laughed and waved it off, understanding.

Charlie rested his head against his chest, and Merlin carded his fingers through his fur after they sat down. Amara explained that Merlin wasn’t going to die permanently: his heritage of being the former Anti-Christ had given him resurrective immortality. It was far more pragmatic than to make a new Anti-Christ every time one died. The markings on the two of them were from them becoming familiars, a bond of a precious animal companion and a wizard.

Charlie had received some of Merlin’s powers without them realizing it, which meant that if one of them died, they both would, and they would resurrect together. They also had a telepathic bond, like Merlin and Ganieda.

There was no spell to perform for them to become familiars. It was because they loved each other that much.

They’re still one of the only familiar pairs in the world, even now. Many wizards have animal companions, of course, but none of them have formed that bond created by a labor of love.

Art dump:

THEY ARE EVERYTHING TO ME. YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND.

Artist credits: HappyArt9, cat-gh0ul, NaldThal, heropaws, biposi, and honeyxmonkey!

[thatanimewriter]

GO WITH THE FLOW.

➳ request: Hiii~ Can I request dating headcanons for Hiyori, Ikuya, Asahi and Kisumi from Free!💕?

➳ character/s: toono hiyori, kirishima ikuya, shiina asahi, shigino kisumi

➳ warnings: swearing

➳ notes: the way i haven’t written for free in so long that i nearly forgot kisumi’s last name smh

𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 / 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭  / 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐬 / 𝐰𝐢𝐩 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

──  𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐍𝐎 𝐇𝐈𝐘𝐎𝐑𝐈.

POSSESSIVE

an affectionate lil bitch (endearing)

pda any day

any time someone talks to you and they’re just a bit too friendly for his liking

he’s right behind you, arms around your waist and a smile on his face

that has just a lil bit of malice behind it

one of these >:)))

smiles (derogatory)

but you’d never know that is what he hopes

his love language is words of affirmation and quality time (receiving)

please tell him you love him and that you like spending time with him ;v;

he’s an insecure boy and desperately needs a hug

giving though, he’s a physical touch and gift giving hoe

he wants people to know you’re his, whether it be him clinging to you like a koala (hi rin) or you carrying or wearing something on you that he got you

this does mean you’re running out of space in your shared apartment-

he takes you to SO MANY FOOD AND DRINK PLACES it’s stupid

those are often your dates, just going out after work and uni and having some food, drinks and a chat about how things are going

and they’re frequent

once a week at a MINIMUM

pet names are basic, cause he doesn’t wanna be overkill or too sappy

babe is fine, on occasion it’ll be ‘my love’ or ‘my dear’

yet he still can’t escape getting teased by his teammates 

──  𝐊𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐀 𝐈𝐊𝐔𝐘𝐀.

the only shy boy in this line up LMAO

he blushes at literally everything

hand holding, kissing, hugs, compliments, ANYTHING

he’s gonna get embarrassed

but it doesn’t mean he doesn’t love you, he’s just touch starved and unused to it ;v;

behind closed doors he’s a teensie bit more bold

give him your hand to play with

he will compare hand sizes, n then mess with your fingers and kiss your knuckles

and he will also put your hand on his head and lean closer to you to get head scratches

receiving love languages for ikuya are probably acts of service and quality time

he doesn’t find himself as an especially interesting person, so spending time with you in general means a lot to him

and he always loves it when you help him with things like chores because it means CUDDLES

the type of love you tend to receive is also acts of service and physical touch

because he struggles to say how he feels about you a lot, so he prefers to show you how important you are to him

lots of home cooked meals :))

date night isn’t usually that big, a lot of it is ordering food and listening to some music while you eat and talk

sometimes it’s not even about anything important

it could just be some shitty reality tv you guys have been binging together

ikuya is an awkward boy, so pet names don’t really exist

it’s usually your name in a much softer tone than he usually has

OR it’s a nickname you have

──  𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐈𝐍𝐀 𝐀𝐒𝐀𝐇𝐈.

shameless, truly

he doesn’t know what privacy is

he brags so much, he’ll just spill the beans

especially if he’s drunk-

telling everyone about how you guys got together

how much he loves you

the dinner you guys had together the other night

it’s a miracle he even remembers what he had for dinner tbh

your sex life if you have one-

in terms of receiving, asahi’s love languages are physical touch and gift giving

he’s a physical person and he likes it when you initiate affection

especially if you’re not typically one for physical touch

giving, however...

physical touch because its asahi, you can’t date him without it, and words of affirmation

he’s the ULTIMATE hype man

going on dates with him are typically quite high energy

amusement parks, arcades or somethin BECAUSE

you can go to photo booths and take a photo every time you guys go out on a date together and have the stash

the most disgusting pet names imaginable

‘what’s up, buttercup?’

‘hey pookie :DDD’

──  𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐎 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐈.

shameless pt. 2

also super affectionate

dotes on you constantly

sometimes treats you a little bit like a child

but overall he just feels the need to love on you 24/7

peppers your face in kisses constantly

drags you to every basketball game possible

because he claims he can’t play as well if you’re not there

arguably, he’s equally as good whether you’re there or not but he wants you to watch regardless

this bitch needs words of affirmation and physical touch to survive istg

praise him pls, even if it boosts his already inflated ego

paired with physical touch and he’s even more in love with you

when it comes to giving, it’s for sure physical affection and quality time

he often marks intimacy as how often you guys get to just hold hands and be in each other’s presence

and he would actually DIE if you felt he was neglecting you

lots of picnics for dates

honestly, just getting food from somewhere and going to sit in a park or in a field while you watch the sunset is perfect

it will quickly turn to stargazing, no doubt

a little romancer, so pet names usually include shit like sweetheart and darling

SOMETIMES it’ll be something a bit overkill like ‘my one true love’ 

[screechingchaospotato]

MUTUAL !!! STICK EM UP !!! LEMME SEE THOSE DOODLES !!!! >:3 /nf ofc

Hehehe assuming my autism isn’t backfiring I assume you actually mean doodles! So lemme grab a few real quick!

(these will be shitty quality, I draw on flipaclip on my moms iPad.)

In case you haven’t noticed I’m not amazing at drawing lmao. What is a “rendering”

This is part of a Spearmaster reference that I might post on its own,

And here’s a practice mouth.

again, sorry if you meant something else haha I didn’t go to sleep on time

[djsherriff-responses]

BTW I’m not like defending Ubisoft they’re a shit company (and apparently the Japanese government had gotten involved lmao?) but it genuinely weird how people lose their shit over “diverse” (especially black and brown) characters existing in media regardless if it’s a race swap or a original character

I’m white so I know I’m treading a slippery rope here. While I do think there’s some nuance regarding this topic (old comic that gets my thoughts across better) , ultimately it’s not the end of the world if a fictional character gets race swapped

There’s no woke agenda, there’s no campaign to erase red head representation (as if only white people can have red hair lmao) and white washing isn’t the same as race bending. Companies are just trying to make profits off of minority representation and are choosing quantity over quality

We can call out shitty writing or even stuff we don’t like without making it out that everyone who includes diversity in their works is spilling chemicals to turn frogs gay

[vanmarkus]

i truly never appreciated gifmakers enough until i started making them myself last year for another fandom (even though i make them on my phone, can’t imagine how much harder it is in ps)

some of my gifs were reposted by others on twt without credits and getting more likes than i was getting notes here on tumblr.. it felt unfair, that was my creation, my work no matter how small

so now whenever i see gifs being reposted without credits i feel so bad for the creator. and i always see excuses like “i can’t find the post anymore” it isn’t hard to save a link

this is my shoutout to all the gifmakers in every fandom y’all are mad talented and cool and keep doing what you’re doing because you make my fandom days better ily 💗💗💗

you're very sweet and honestly making gifs on your phone sounds difficult enough for me 😭💛

but tbh before i was making proper gifs, tumblr has an inbuilt gifmaking option and i even had those ugly ass gifs reposted onto twitter within hours lmao

honestly i wouldn't care about them being reposted on twitter because that's another platform where i don't post the originals anyway...

but then people save them from there and then repost them here as if not literally 99% of fanodm gifs come from tumblr... and then that cross platform downloaded shitty quality reuploded gif gets more notes than the original set and that's when i get ticked off becuase i know that people don't care.

even a lot of gifmakers will ignore it unless it's their own stuff being reposted... so there is just nothing you can do about it.

you spend hours making these cute little pictures so people can put them onto their blogs and maybe add their thoughts in the tags and start conversations based on them and then everyone acts like it takes zero effort and because it's not written word or digital art or something like that most people just take it as a given and ignore the time and energy spent on it.

anyway i hope you can still find joy in making them despite it having way more cons than pros 🫶

[unknownarmageddon]

bro bro tell me about sondertale, i want lore, where do they live, where do they come from, are they immortal, kross, what are the boy’s relations to each other, the boys being horror dust killer and cross, gimme so much info please i would like to learn

also which of them is considered a predator the most and what do they do, like do they hide out in the woods, is there some random old man who lets them stay in his house sometimes (cough cough nightmare /silly)

👁👁 holding a notebook to take notes /silly /silly

OKAY so where they live is like. This massive forest right. Like your standard thick horror movie forest everyone tells you not to go into but you do anyway /silly /hj And and!! I’ve got a map for it!! it’s kinda shitty I don’t know how to make maps LMAO also it’s a bit old but it serves its purpose

Where they come from is well like. Nowhere specific. But it was from humanity. Cause they all used to be human. Each of them went through something that like. Corrupted??? Corrupted is NOT the right word but you get my point lmao Their soul y’know. And disfigured them in many meanings of the word into monsters which is what they are now. That’s the gist of it anyway

They are not!! Immortal. They can be killed they’re just built different (/silly) so they’re wildly stronger than like. a standard human. And they have abilities (magic essentially. If you boil it down) that makes them harder to fight and therefore harder to kill y’know. And they know how to fight and they know the area they usually fight in so that also would give them an advantage against just like your average joe

And for their relations it’s. I’m gonna try to explain it without one of those relationships charts

Alpas (Cross) and Tryst (Killer) are romantically involved, and Cadaver (Dust) and Rueing (Horror) are romantically involved. Trust and Whist (Nightmare) USED to be but it was. Not healthy so while technically they still are they’re definitely not close anymore or anything. So it’s complicated. So the whole Kross situation is Tryst running off with Alpas somewhere and he’s so much happier with him than he was with Whist cause. Like it’s infinitely healthier y’know. ANYWAY

Alpas and Whist’s relationship is. Not good. They hate each other. Cause Alpas hates Whist for how he treats Tryst and Whist hates Alpas cause he seems him as in the way. Cadaver and Tryst are fairly close. They’re like hunting buddies y’know that’s what they do. Alpas and Cadaver aren’t close but they aren’t antagonistic either. It’s like a neutral mutual skepticism thing. Cadaver stays in his area and Alpas doesn’t bother him and there’s respect from that. Whist and Cadaver are kinda the same way, so is Whist and Rueing. Rueing and Tryst are closer than Cadaver and Alpas are but they aren’t miraculously close. Tryst mainly just knows him through Cadaver and from staying at his cabin occasionally. But they have their moments they’re fairly friendly,

The one that I personally would consider more of a predator is probably Cadaver. Idk he just. Is. LMAO like compared to the others he’s more. Wild??? With his temperament and behaviors. Like he’s more territorial than the others usually and just is generally more of one y’know. Idk how to describe it baha

And and there isn’t an old guy that lets them stay at his house BAHA but there is Rueing and honestly he’s close enough right /silly /hj (he lets Cadaver stay at his cabin more often than not. And he lets Tryst sometimes and Alpas occasionally.) but he’s also the only that really has an actual house. The others kinda just. Live out in the forest. Alpas has this massive tree he perches in sometimes, and Whist occupies an old abandoned house occasionally, and Knell (Error) has his bridge he stays on. But mostly they don’t have houses y’know. And even Rueing’s is kinda beat up and not in the best quality cause he didn’t fix it up much. But it still works y’know

[sneverussape]

kvetching ahead, topic: godkid’s school.

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BRUH my godson had his first parents’ day and i went along coz he wanted me to and the review his white teacher said was so ?????

problem 1 - he can’t communicate in straight english, I.e. there’s always a word or two from another language mixing in. my colonizer brother, the kid knows FIVE LANGUAGES. he’s FIVE YEARS OLD. i doubt the teacher could speak a language other than English???

my friends (the parents) were livid. the teacher was basically saying that since my godkid is half-brit (and not even white, god forbid) only, then of course he’s gonna have a hard time with language and we were like ??? he has no problems speaking any of the languages he knows, and we’re not in ENGLAND. this is a YOU problem. ofc the kid is going to know the local language and it will mix in. he’s FIVE. oh my god???? the racial undertones were rancid.

problem 2 - he can read fine but they’re not sure about his comprehension re: what he read. my friend was like, “yeah WE taught him how to read at home but isn’t it high time YOU also do your jobs?” lmao. the other kids in the class don’t even know HOW to read, and they come at my godkid for this? he should be put in an advanced class at this point.

this is not a cheap school. this is an international British school where expats send their kids and the quality is just so shitty oh my god esp given the insane tuition yall have to pay per kid.

[pyjamacryptid]

Succession?

Oh boy. Ok. Definitely haven’t seen this one.

It’s a show about terrible white collar people working in some big company super high up that they’ve all got some inheritance or connection to - a family? One is a redhead called “shiv fucking roy” that is Ultimate Girlboss (I’d bet on her if she were in the hunger games). Shiv looks like she’d shank you with a shiv for letting a business deal fall through. Another looks like he could be standing by a service station at 3am with a blunt or cigarette, but will be preaching the right way to breathe with buzzwords but also has got a sugar mama situation going on or something. I don’t know his name. Roman? Ronan? Roderick. Roberto. Bobert. Boman. There’s this lanky guy called Greg that’s connected somehow but isn’t high up UNTIL Matthew Mcfayden as Baby Girl (I’ve never seen the word babygirl so much at once what has he bewitched you all with) becomes Obsessed with him and proposes marriage business partnership. Good for them. I hope they figure it out. There’s not a lot of redeeming qualities to be seen because hey this is a family in the 1% and all white collar classist peeps but it’s also not shying away from the fact that these characters are very human and very real, and weirdly endearing, which is maybe why y’all are like “yes the horrors but have you considered that they’re baby”. There’s a shitty father. I know this because 1. Yes there was a gifset with him mentioned, 2. How can there not be a shitty father at the root of this entire mess. This smells of shifty father. Uhhhhh they’re all trying to get the top dog position of this company their family owns???? It’s musical chairs but for rich people.

LMAO how did I do?

[ test my dashboard osmosis! ]

[stargirlfeyre]

The cauldron being “fascinated” by an older sister..who has done nothing to help her sister or family for years except be kind and give sweet smiles..great writing SJM! Lmao. Who has the quotes for someone saying the cauldron favors her? Where did it stem from? Bc if it’s the “purred in her presence” one, I can highlight a few moments where it purred in feyre’s presence before it ever purred in elain’s presence. Not to make it some petty competition but it is in the text, it purred for feyre first 🍸

Question is why does being a seer who sure, can be a sweetheart, so intriguing to a cauldron SJM? Why have the mother communicate to the cruel sister before anyone else? Completely ignores the fact that these characters don’t deserve a magical sort of god acknowledging them. What have they done to be acknowledged in that way? SJM once again giving praise and intrigue to sisters that don’t deserve it for the sake of making their stories seeming worth while as she self inserts into them like she does with her other fmc’s. They can accomplish absolutely nothing close to what feyre or aelin has and be given attention by prince’s of hel, the mother and a god like presence cauldron. even “make kings kneel” despite doing nothing for 5 or so books! such contradictory writing to have shitty written characters with 3 decent qualities get that sort of acknowledgement. Only excuse for SJM would be that they’ll all help save the world with the asteri. If there’s no reason and they’re all just catching the attention of gods they don’t deserve to be acknowledged by she’ll look even shitter as a writer. They better all be saving the world bc being a seer or having death magic isn’t as moving as we’d like to think. Having those powers connects to zero courts as well. What seers or people with death magic rule? Oh that’s right..None do.

Sorry for the rant!

Listen I never said it made sense😭. This is just the inference I came up with. I’m pretty sure the reasoning for the cauldron “liking” Elain is because it finds her lovely…literally that’s it.

I feel like I’ve talked about this before but Sjm giving Elain and Nesta cool powers instead of actual personalities is her way of making readers like them and a lot of their stans do fall for it. I feel like Sjm didn’t know how to make them likable as people so she just gave them interesting powers and hoped no one looked too closely or paid attention to who Nesta and Elain actually are. It worked in Nesta’s case because what are the main things you see her get praised for? Being “lady death”, using the troves, seducing people, being a death goddess. And Elain’s case is a whole different story because I feel like people not only overhype her but are completely delusional when it comes to her character.

And not even being biased out of the sisters Feyre is the only character whose powers actually make sense and aren’t too hyped. What I mean by that is Feyre’s powers fit her personality. They go hand and hand. Elain and Nesta’s powers are literally just used as a cover up for their lackluster (and poorly written) characters. And I know people hate that Feyre isn’t explicitly written to be an “all powerful goddess” (I hated it too at a time) but to me that’s actually a good thing. Think of how overhyped Nesta’s abilities were and how we never actually saw that on page. Nesta was portrayed as an “all powerful goddess” yet because we never actually saw the full extent of her powers the whole thing just seems to be ridiculous? I don’t want Feyre to be written that way.

Conclusion Sjm doesn’t know what the fuck she’s doing when it comes to Elain and Nesta and both of their abilities and “connections” feel very surface level/shallow. Like the cauldron literally likes Elain because she’s “lovely”😭?

[chellyfishing]

i haven’t done a what i’m playing/watching post in awhile so let’s do that (no spoilers)

(thanks for finally fucking adding a read more button in mobile, jeez)

been watching nge with phil for a bit, we’re quite near the end and would be done by now if i hadn’t had to press pause cause my mental health unexpectedly got real bad 😔 thank u bestie for your patience with me 🙏 i’ve been promising to do this with her since forever and i feel pretty shitty bringing it to a halt like this lmao.

last night bella and i started watching channel zero on a whim, we’re nearly through the first season aka teeth child the child made of teeth. i don’t know how intentional some of the humor in this has been but i’ve actually guffawed out loud at some points. i feel like it is somewhat meant to be a bit cheeky and dark since it’s kris straub-derived, you know in that way when something fucked up happens and somebody smiles and says “everything’s fine” as if you didn’t see the fucked-up thing with your own two eyeballs. that kind of funny. (“these are tortillas.” you know what i mean.)

we also binged good omens season 2 in one afternoon. uhh i really enjoyed it. i liked how it decided to tell a smaller story this time. you know how so often in shows and things the stakes have to keep escalating. and good omens started with the literal end of the world so they were like hm. let’s just scale it back and tell a love story or two. all on this one little street. like… it feels like fun supplementary material to the first season. like a tie-in novel kind of thing if that makes sense. i dunno it just feels kinda like… the right move. it makes it more, dare i say, human and personal, which kind of dovetails well with the themes of the first season. like a little complement. and ofc. the casting and acting are just so exemplary. i have a crush on every boy.

we’ve also watched some movies. i’m not sure i remember them all but here are the most recent ones:

i watched the heathers musical (a proshot is free with adds on roku). here’s a confession: i’ve never seen the movie and didn’t fully know the plot other than murder? so i was like hm maybe the teen suicide satire was not the best choice for a bad mental health episode. but anyway i watched all of it. the performances are really good, especially heather chandler who just ate every scene and knew it. the songs were pretty good too, dead girl walking and i say no were probably the best ones. ohhhh and i loved the actress who played martha, she was flawless. it was pretty fun(?) but weirdly like… sincerely uplifting for being a dark satire. more has been written by people who know much better than me about the “musicals for teens” trend so i won’t go into it but it feels like this is an extension of that.

i also watched legally blonde the musical (uploaded probably not legally to youtube from when it aired on mtv in 2007 so the quality isn’t amazing but it’s perfectly watchable). it is a lot of fun. a couple of weird added-in race things? but again, it’s from 2007. oh but i hated paulette’s intro song and i just don’t understand why they decided to do… that with her character. just a baffling choice. the actress was really good though. we also did some dissecting about how they gave elle less agency in her own empowerment in favor of emmett doing it which wasn’t a great choice!!!! anyway definitely not as good as the movie but very fun as a supplement to it. and dogs!!!!

i saw the autopsy of jane doe for the first time. it was a pretty good time! some really good spookenings and lots of little fucked-up things happening, which is what i like in a horror movie. i’ll definitely watch it again.

we watched infinity pool and i just don’t know exactly how i feel about it! i prrrrobably won’t watch it again actually, but not because it was bad, just because it was like, ah well that was an experience, but not one that needs to be repeated. the themes and ideas were good and executed in an interesting way, i think ultimately it’s just not exactly For Me. however mia goth as always is perfection. remember when i saw emma period and i said harriet stole the show. i was ahead of my time.

we also watched influencer which might kind of be a new favorite! such good acting especially by the lead. just loved all the choices it made, most of which i was not expecting. a good fucking time tbh. also absolutely gorgeous scenery, every frame a painting truly.

a little while back i watched gone in the night with winona ryder. i need to stress that i watched this in two halves a couple days apart cause that really drove home how fucking off the rails this movie gets in the latter half. the first half is a pretty standard intriguing mystery and then the second is just like let’s answer all these questions in the most out-there way possible short of bringing anything supernatural or aliens into the mix. not a good movie i’ll be honest!!

i really want to see talk to me, which will maybe be on streaming next month but probably only for renting/“owning” blah. also red white and royal blue drops next friday! i think that’s gonna be a fun time with the girlies.

i haven’t really read anything lately, i started a book a few weeks ago but haven’t really had the mental fortitude to focus on it.

as for the games i’ve been spending some time with my switch lately. i’ve messed around quite a bit in zelda, did my third divine beast. i have to admit, guys. i just really fucking hate the weapon degradation system. combat in general in this game just isn’t a thing i enjoy at all. it’s very hard for me to get stuck in which is why it’s taking so long to finish it. i have to spend so much time breaking and changing weapons and i just really really don’t like that. and then hitting with the weapons isn’t fun and then they break again. which is a shame cause i like so many other things about it. exploration is like my favorite thing to do in games. if it wasn’t so bogged down by the stupid weapon system i’d be having a lot more fun. idk why this choice was made. it wasn’t a good one. at the very least they could have made things not be SO brittle so that it’s not SO VERY MUCH of the gameplay. but anyway. I like collecting all my little items and making little gear upgrades and throwing things in a pot and seeing what comes out, especially when it makes that little noise that means you did real good.

i also have finally got back to hadesgame. I remember why i stopped!!!!! because i feel like i’m hitting my head against a wall and not actually getting any better!!!!! but i have done lots of little side things, upgrades and relationships and prophecies and things. plus it’s just a really good time sink, which i’ve kind of needed lately. i could switch on god mode at any time, but i know i can succeed without it, i just… don’t know how. cause i am constantly not succeeding. blaaaaaaaah.

(playing it has made me need to listen to hadestown several more times tho. as an aside.)

i also started kentucky route zero. i like it a lot so far, but it’s like reading in that it’s not an instant gratification colors and noises game, it’s something i gotta focus on, so it’s been a bit slow. still, definitely my shit and i’m looking forward to seeing where it goes. might have slightly spoiled myself trying to find out if the dog dies but. whatever. the journey not the destination.

i’ve probably watched more stuff but i don’t really remember it. that’s probably the bulk of things from the last couple months anyway. happy august ig.