#anyhoops

[dawnofus]

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[static-radio-ao3]

writing frat boy james and there is . so much kissing . excessive and unnecessary amounts and i swear i am never having them kiss again. hand holding and prolonged eye contact ONLY

[chaseyesterdays]

sometimes i get overwhelmed with how much I love cats, like. here is this tiny little apex predator??? god’s perfect killing machine, born to sink teeth and claws into the throat of its prey??? but it lives in my house and sleeps in my bed and bites at my toes and demands scritchies, screaming at me for being a dumb incapable kitten while still bonking its head against my ankle in affection??? ridiculous incredible creature, i want twelve of them

[singwhenyoucantspeak]

omg just remembered that stupid ass speech my new supervisor gave me about how i just have to stick around for one year and then shes happy to write me a reference letter to go somewhere else. LMAO who do u think you are? Miranda Priestly? also hilarious bc my former supervisor who left the company already said he'll be a reference so i rlly dont need her anyway. she doesnt even know anything about what i do

(edit: this was in my drafts. i left the company after 6 months hahahahahhaaha)

[breach-of-conduct]

Day 170(??) Without jay ferin.. :(

[spideyposting]

Um, he’s not normally like that, right? No… He’s never like that.

[74flawsasofyesterday]

Did I tell y'all I don't work for Dollar General anymore? 12 damn years I worked there! I work at Walmart now as a personal shopper, lol. It ain't great, but ain't DG!

I've been there almost 5 months now and I finally got a set schedule and set days off every week. I don't know how to deal with that level of consistency!

[sunshineboyskywalker]

gonk gonk gonk

[lavendorii]

it's ok babe we can kill your dad... together

[you-will-return]

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[breach-of-conduct]

LITERALLY.... HES SO SPECIAL TO ME. I have nothing else to add you summed up my thoughts perfectly <3 adding onto the so my folks could find a new life of thier own. Believing Alaska and Will n Vynce would be able to heal better after he leaves because hes too much sometimes n didnt want to put that on them. Him being there in the apartment reminded alaska of her sibling and him being in the base reminded the pd of ashe. HES SO. ARGH. SO HE LEFT.

The mute by radical face as a dakota song? If you take the part about his folks sleeping in seperate beds as them "sleeping" in seperate graves. His whole this is wondering why. Ive made myseld sad over this. 👍

OHHH MY GODDD IM GONNA CRYY DUDEEE. STOOOPP

it really hits harder cause of the fact that this song kiiinda sounds like him vaguely too. and HIS FOLKS SLEEPING IN SEPARATE BEDS/GRAVES… DUDEEE. DUDE YOURE KILLING MEEEE

currently listening to bitb so i am in a MOOD (/pos) for this song cause AUGGH.

^ blatant projection. autistic + speech impediment dakota cole.

also the lyric about “conversations with the clouds, the dogs, the dead” makes me think SOOO much of dakota just. wandering the streets of new haven. he loves school more than he does being at that apartment, as much as he hates to admit it, and he drags his feet on the way home, takes detours to places like tony’s. he was always wandering the streets, petting stray cats and squinting up at the cars and roads and shit above new haven. like. man. idek how to explain it but GUAAAHHH

PUNCHES A WALL. like do i even have to say anything. do i EVEN have to say anything. something something dakotas utter determination in the face of everything. so strongly motivated it bleeds into being stubborn and childish. “pulling stars out the sky” and being such a dreamer, wanting to be a hero, wanting to be strong and capable, etc.

^ AND THIS. i think that once he grew up a little bit after the resurgence he started taking notice of things and feeling. guilty? for what a burden he was upon his aunt. of course, she loved him, would’ve taken him in in a heartbeat a thousand times over, but she was grieving too and she was losing herself. strain was put upon both of them in that time, it wasn’t their fault dakotas parents died.

^ SOMETHING SOMETHING DAKOTA AND LEAVING. LEAVING THE HOSPITAL AFTER KATORI AND NEVER LOOKING BACK. LEAVING AFTER THE S1 FINALE. GODDDDDDDD IM GONNA THRUPPP

^ these lyrics being about katori and then the rest of pd. i’m gonna bite somethikg

[static-radio-ao3]

if you see me write something fucked up, just know that kay was on my shoulder the entire time going "yes and"

[chaseyesterdays]

I read your new thing and AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I LOVE THEM you wrote them so well like I imagine that as a legit scene now because it’s so THEM. My poor heart I love them a lot and they love each other a lot and that soft promise to survive tomorrow 🥺

Thank you so much, Anon! At this point these two idiots live full time in my brain and I may as well start charging them rent. 🤷‍♀️

I’m so glad you enjoyed something that brought me joy too. Bless you for your kindness, and please know it’s even more fuel on the fire for me - I’ve got a folder full of half-begun bits for Perc’ahlia and knowing other people enjoy reading my work is all the impetus I need to get writing.

Thanks again! ☺️

[inkandarsenic]

these hollow empty spaces (1)

“do what is right, not what is easy.”

My first Game of Thrones fic! Notably, this is not the idea I sent in an ask to @dipperscavern, but rather one sort of inspired by a separate ask. I tried to link both asks, but tumblr won’t let me. Anyhoops.

Synopsis: The youngest daughter of Tywin Lannister refuses to stand idly by, and the currents of fate shift.

Pairing: Robb Stark x Lannister!OC

Tags: slow burn, enemies to lovers but like enemies more in the political sense

Pt. 1

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The North passed outside the window in an endless expanse of rolling moors and sprawling forests – nature at its finest. The air up here was clean and cold, almost sweet after the stink of King’s Landing. Maybe that’s why Eleyna couldn’t stop drawing back the heavy curtains that kept the cold out.

Cersei huffed. “Must you stare out the window? It’s not as if there is anything interesting out there.” She glared at Eleyna. “You’ll make the children sick, they aren’t used to this dreadful chill.”

The children in question were playing a game quietly in their corner of the wheelhouse, and looked rather warm, if Eleyna was being honest. The only one who could complain of being cold was Joffrey, riding outside with Jaime. Eleyna rolled her eyes at her sister and let the curtain drop. “You are the only one complaining, dear sister. Forgive me for wanting to enjoy the beauty of the North.”

“The beauty of a frozen, barren wasteland?” Cersei scoffed.

“You’ve been in the city too long, Cersei,” Eleyna sighed. “The North is not a wasteland.”

“No?” Cersei waved a hand at the window. “How many cities have we passed? How many keeps?” She shook her head disdainfully. “It has been days since we saw civilization, if that swamp can be called such. Barren wasteland.”

Eleyna sighed and leaned back in her seat. “That swamp is Moat Cailin. It is the first defense of the North against Southron invasions and it has never been taken precisely because of the swamp it sits on. You should know this, Cersei, don’t you ever listen to Father and Jaime?” She smirked faintly. “Or do you and Jaime not… talk about such things?”

Cersei scowled. Her voice was sharp when she spoke. “I have better things to worry about than Northern defenses.”

Eleyna shrugged and looked back out the window. “Let us all hope you never lead a war then.”

“Spending all those years with only Father and Tyrion for company has made you paranoid,” Cersei scoffed. “Do you expect us to be going to war with the North sometime soon, sister? Ned Stark is Robert’s loyal dog, you know that as well as I. I don’t worry about Northern defenses because there is no reason to. Lord Stark is loyal to Robert, and Robert plans to betroth the Stark girl to my Joffrey. We will have Northern loyalty for decades to come.”

“You sound so certain,” Eleyna mused. She certainly wouldn’t want to be Sansa Stark — Joffrey had become quite the mean-spirited boy in her years away from the Red Keep, and she often wondered what happened to the sweet little toddler he’d been when she left. Maybe he’d be kinder to his future wife.

****

There is a surprising amount of people in the courtyard of Winterfell when Eleyna follows Tyrion out of the wheelhouse ahead of Cersei and the children. The entire Stark household came out to meet the King, it seems. From the corner of her eye, Eleyna can see Joffrey preening, and she rolls her eyes at him, turning away before he can see.

The Stark family makes up the first line of welcoming party. A tall, serious-faced man near Robert’s age (wearing his years better, in Eleyna’s opinion) stands next to a pretty red-headed woman – Ned Stark and his Tully wife. She can hear her father in her head — “Honorable to a fault – where does honor get you in war?” — as she watches Lord Stark and his household kneel before Robert. The King waves them to their feet and regards Lord Stark solemnly.

“You got fat,” Robert says. Eleyna scoffs internally — Robert enjoyed his wine and feasting, and it showed — and she watches Ned Stark raise an eyebrow pointedly before both men start to laugh. She resists the urge to shake her head and moves her attention to the rest of the Starks.

Eleyna means to scan down the line of children — five of them, and all close in age, gods above Lord and Lady Stark had been busy — but her eyes land on the Heir of Winterfell and stop. Robb Stark’s coloring is all Tully, like his mother, all dark auburn curls and bright blue eyes. The expression he wears is all Lord Stark. She wonders idly what he’d look like wearing a smile — something tells her it would light his face up.

Tywin had brought Robb Stark up exactly once, when Eleyna had come of an age to betroth. Robert had wanted Tywin to arrange a marriage between the Stark heir and the Lannister heir. Tywin had read the letter to her and then promptly thrown it on the fire. He was adamant that his heir would not ever marry into the North. “You are a lioness, my daughter, and no child of mine will be a wolf if I can help it.”

“— and my goodsister, the Lady Eleyna Lannister.” Robert’s voice filtered in, and Eleyna blinked. She’d been staring at the Stark boy too long.

****

Robb stood solemnly by his father as they filled the courtyard. He could guess at some of them by reputation alone — the tall golden haired knight must be the Kingslayer, Ser Jaime Lannister, and the boy next to him was likely the Crown Prince, Joffrey. The king — a larger man than Robb had expected, a man who looked as though he enjoyed wine — stopped in front of Father, and the two men stared at each for a long tense moment.

Robb looked past them as the king spoke jovially to his father and greeted his mother. The queen’s wheelhouse had made it — barely — into the courtyard. First out was a short, little man who shared the Kingslayer’s blonde hair. “That’s the Imp!” Robb heard Arya whisper.

Robb’s eyes caught on the next person to exit, a golden-haired girl who looked close to his own age. He mentally ran through the members of the queen’s family — with that blonde hair, how could she be anything but Lannister? — and decided this had to be Eleyna Lannister, Tywin Lannister’s youngest daughter. He studied her delicate features, softer somehow than her elder sister’s. Robb would never say it — hadn’t Theon just said that morning that the queen was proud and vain? — but Eleyna Lannister was, in a word, beautiful, moreso than her sister in his opinion.

The instant the introductions and ceremony were finished, Father and the king disappeared down into the crypts, and the Lannisters were escorted off to the guest wing. Robb found his eyes following the Lady Eleyna as she passed by him, her arm around the shoulders of Prince Tommen.

Theon thumped him on the shoulders. “Aye, she’s a beauty, isn’t she?” He inhaled through his teeth as he watched the Lannister heiress walk away. “You know I heard they call her the Golden Rose of the Westerlands? Gods above, imagine being the man to get to marry that?”

Robb didn’t want to imagine it, not when he could feel Jaime Lannister’s glare boring into the side of his head. Rather, he felt like any perceived slight against the Kingslayer’s little sister would earn him a sword through the back. He swallowed, and dragged Theon off out of Lannister’s earshot before he could get himself in trouble.

****

“You’re walking with the Stark boy tonight,” Cersei said as she swept into the library. Eleyna looked up from her book with an eyebrow raised.

“Good afternoon to you, too, Cersei,” she snarked. “What are you on about now?”

“Myrcella is far too young to be considered for a betrothal,” Cersei snapped. She sat dramatically in a chair across the table — Eleyna oft thought Cersei would have done well in a theater troupe. “And I will be dead in the grave before I see my only daughter shipped off North.”

“I wasn’t aware Lord Stark was seeking a marriage for his heir,” Eleyna hummed. She closed the book and eyed her elder sister. “Are you not concerned with offending our hosts? Custom dictates that eldest available son and the eldest available daughter enter together.”

Cersei waved it away. “He isn’t, as far as I know. But you know Robert. He’ll take any opportunity to join our family with his precious Starks. Bad enough that he’s already promised Joff to the eldest Stark girl. No.” She shook her head. “To hell with custom. The Stark boy will have to content himself with you instead of my sweet Myrcella. I will not have my only daughter placed in the hands of a Northern brute.”

“Cersei.” Eleyna had long since mastered the exact tone of voice Tywin Lannister used to keep his children in line — perks of growing up at her father’s knee — and Cersei rolled her eyes, but stopped insulting the Starks, thank the gods.

It was a long moment before Eleyna spoke again. “I will walk with Robb Stark.” Cersei started to smirk and Eleyna resisted the urge to hit her sister — as usual, Cersei had gotten what she wanted. She gritted her teeth as she spoke. “You… are not entirely wrong. Myrcella is rather young. She’d be better suited with the younger Stark boy. Bran, I believe his name is.”

“I knew you’d see it my way.” Cersei patted Eleyna’s hand and swept out of the room as Tyrion entered.

“That’s not—” But Cersei was already gone. Eleyna rolled her eyes.

“Cersei in the library?” Tyrion said with an air of incredulity as he took Cersei’s seat. “Whatever is that about?”

“It seems I’m to be escorted by Robb Stark this evening. Cersei is convinced that if he takes Myrcella, Robert will betroth her to the man.” Eleyna eyed her brother over the table. “I don’t know how and I don’t know why. But somehow, this is your fault.”

Tyrion shrugged, tapping idly. “You wound me, sister. You truly believe me so scheming?”

“Yes,” Eleyna said flatly. She shook her head and reopened her book. “You know as well as I how protective Cersei is of her children.”

“Her one redeeming quality.”

Eleyna’s lips quirked. “You said something to her. Admit it.”

“It is hardly my fault if our dear elder sister takes a jest seriously,” Tyrion said casually. “No real harm done, though. In fact, I do believe you will make a fine couple with the young Stark, should a betrothal actually form from this single escort.”

Eleyna snorted in a rather unladylike manner. “Father would sooner see dragons return.”

Tyrion couldn’t really disagree with that, but he shrugged anyway. “Stranger things have happened.”

Eleyna didn’t dignify that with a response.

[yanderehsr]

Hey, could I please have fem characters (both genshin and hsr) with a chubby reader, thanks

I want to thank you all for your requests, but I think I will have to delete a lot of them, it's not because rules were broken but because I have 120 requests now and I know that I can't write them all, hope you'll understand😅

Anyhoops, Hope you'll enjoy😃

Trigger Warning: Yandere, Obsessive behaviour, Possessive behaviour, Kidnapping

Tingyun: She loves the extra chub, whenever she gets the chance she likes to hold you within her arms, feel how much softer you are than others. If you ever feel bad about yourself she will spend hours praising your form, obsessively mutter everything she likes about you.

Tingyun just loves you so much that even as she kidnaps you she is careful, you are just so adorable she couldn't help herself, she makes sure to squeeze and grope every part of your body when you are bound to her bed, you are just so perfect for her, how could she ever stop herself.

"Good morning love, hope you didn't have any plans for today, all your plans for now and for the future will be with me"

Navia: She takes one glance on you and is already worshipping your body, that one look was enough for her to want you, other people may say you are a bit chubby but she disagrees, you were perfect, like an angel or a goddess. Each night after that was filled with dreams of her holding you in her arms.

When Navia finally have the real you in her arms she is practically drooling, you were everything she could imagine and more, she likes to cuddle your soft shivering body as you are cold (in actuality you are just scared), kissing your neck and just feeling pure joy, she wont let you leave, you are too precious for her to let you.

"Mon amour, Are you feeling cold again, how about you come over here and get some snuggles"

Yoimiya: She loves you so much, she never really cared about how you look but if she is honest, she really thinks the extra weight is adorable. She will take you everywhere she goes, showing you off to everyone, they might be confused why Yoimiya is dating you when she could probably get whoever she wants, but she will just spend the rest of the day talking about everything positive about you.

Yoimiya just loves you so much, she can't help herself from kissing you all over, every inch off you should be showered in love, you are perfect, everything about you something she loves, and you are all hers, hers to hold and hers to love.

"Hey hey, come with me, I have a special fireworks show just for you and me, just wanted to do something special for my precious spark"