#anyway... look @ me making a post in the tags like the good ol days

[catgirlkirigiri]

Iris my love... gotta have the girly secondary fursona. For gender time. Actually think she's being demoted to fursona number 3 but idk we'll see about the pecking order when refs are all done. She was waaay overdue for a redesign oh shit I just realized I didn't put a color palette on here. Oh well ig too late for that now I am not rearranging that bg

[burreauxsss]

quarterback, run it back

background: after a messy and public breakup between the hottest quarterback of the league, you both decide about running it back one day.

(all pics from pinterest, use your brain guys.)

notes: the original story got deleted sooo.. kind of a blurb/smau/fic idek atp

word count: 716 words (not including smau)

warning: i hate writing actual fics..

"run it back"

You saw the exact words in your recent social media post. Obviously, you thought they were crazy. Run it back? With the same man who became suddenly distant during the worst season of the Bengals since 2020? The same man who people warned you about at LSU about cheating on you?

But then you saw a message, not a regular business message as a wmba player, not a dm from some thirsty athlete or celebrity or regular dude. It was Joe's tag on Instagram, with the message.

"Let us start over?"

Staring at the message in shock, you looked at it. This was the most he's gave attention to you since September. You had to spend your birthday alone while you made sure it was perfect. It wasn't fair; there were times you cried due to not having anyone to lay your head on. Nothing that Joe won't understand anyway, he's just some NFL player that makes money and crushes women's hearts.

You remembered that Joe has a rebound, some model that he has to replace you. But she isn't you, she isn't the person that can do everything that the good ole y/n can do. She can't cook like you do, and she can't make sure his outfits are perfect like him. With her being a rebound, Joe only understands that she can only replace you in the bedroom.

Responding to the message he sent in your dms faithfully.

"why."

Joe felt like he already lost you with the one worded response he's received but he doesn't back down.

"i miss you, this season was stressful. just give me one last chance and ill be the best man you had at LSU."

The phone nearly dropped out of your hands, not like it has before when he accepted the first time that the relationship was over. Seeing that message melted your heart a bit,not too much. Falling for the same man who told you that you could leave, didn't stop you from walking out his mansion in Cincinnati on that cold and bitter New Years eve.

The media loved having a story to cover of a breakup especially after the rumors. It felt suffocating, once you left and went back to Chicago you never looked back. Turned off social media apps for awhile and went off the radar until spring training. Now you sit in this same position again as you did with your ex.

"You told me to leave."

Instantly Joe replied.

" I want you back, shes not like you. I hate her, shes just here for sex and money and bags and I missed having an genuine girlfriend."

Temptations set in, should you just swallow the pill and go back and admit you want him badly? Block him and let him stay with this attention seeking model he hates so badly? Shes only there to keep him satisfied in bed.. right?

"I want you back Joe but you have to understand that you cant let that girl come back whatsoever if we get back together."

You knew that joe would follow your instructions, anything to get back with you. His teammates dm'd you saying he was a sick person without you. He beat himself up for letting you go, the NFL honors he wasn't him. He wasn't okay. Even he'd admit this to his therapist that due to you being gone, not taking care of him or calling him daily to ask about his wrist, he let himself go. Hell even after the home robbery that made it worse.

"Fine, Shes in New York at home anyways. Deal?"

"yeah baby, deal."

Realizing you shouldve never included baby in the text, but it came off good. He put his full trust back in you, and that same night you had a long conversation with him on facetime. Joe's face instantly lit up for the first time in months.

And during spring OTA'S, they noticed he had his causal calm and cocky mood back. The same Joe he was when he was with you, not with some model who wanted attention. Not with some model who wanted just his body. You wanted his personality, ever since LSU, its always been that same boy you met at a frat party.

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yn.handle: his coach told him to run it back quarterback but he ran it back with me.... anyways

username_1: gagged

username_2: wrong play!

username_3: naurr girl we thought you were with that NBA player...

username_4: oh girl you messed up..

joeyb_9: love you 👀 ❤️ yn.handle: love you more shiesty!

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notes: do we fw it?

[karmaajr]

HEYO Y'ALL!!!! I got bored and decided my last intro post was WAY too unorganised (even by my standards frfr 😔😔🙏) so i made a new one!!! hopefully this ones a bit better or else ima light somebody on fire 🥰🥰

anyways dms n asks r ALWAYS open and if ur new to my person/being/blog/existancewhatevs and wanna get to know me or smth then FEEL FREE TO SLIDE IN GIRLYPOPS!!! I'M ALWAYS BORED SOO 😭😭🙏 (might take like, a billion years to reply tho mbmb >:3)

and thus again, without any further ado, MY INTRO POST 😍

🎶 try to strike a chord but it's probably A MINOR 🎶 -> ✨️im under 18✨️ idm nsfw convos tho bcuz theyre funny :D

sooo tbh you can call me whatever you want? like ppl call me different things (eg senka calls me kam, bea calls me keke/kekere bcuz shes ��a meanie, a big meanie🎶 my irl bestie westie pookie poo calls me jeena CUZ HES A LIL BITCH) but MHM!!! CALL ME WHATEVER U WANNA <33 (as long as it dont feel masc bcuz my dumbass got issues w feeling masc for some RANDOM STUPID REASON 💀) (like im literally a cis girl why do i got problems w this....... but YAAAA 😭) (she/her btw!!! if that wasnt obvious!! ^^)

✨️i am cringe but i am free✨️

I SOMETIMES USE GENDERED TERMS LIKE GIRLY/BRO/DUDE/ETC BUT I DON'T MEAN IT GENDERED SO IF YOU FEEL IFFY THEN DONT HESITATE TO HMU N TELL ME TO FIX UP MY SHIT

btw im a tad bit of train wreck but if u enjoy the chaos then we'll get along js fine i think pooks 😋😋

anyways it came to my shitty little attention span one day when i was just being a silly lil girly that some of yall think im white when i say im british....... CHAT NOOO IM BORN N RAISED IN THIS TEA RIDDEN COUNTRY BUT ETHNICITY WISE IM BANGLADESHI!??!?! YALL IM LITERALLY A BROWNIE OMFDS 🤧

also a lot of this blog is a bunch of reblogs of shit im interested in BUT I DO HAVE OG STUFFFFFF, THEY'RE JUST IN THEIR OWN TAGS U GET ME??? anyways some of the tags!!!

karmaajr rambles -> for everything i post besides answers to asks :3

karmaajr answers ig :D -> answers to asks ^^

important thing for me to tag bcuz yes -> random thing i really wanna save (also im bad at tagging so sometimes thing has an "s" or tag has an "s" lmfao, ITS A RLLY USELESS TAG TO TRY SCROLL THRU ICL.... RLLY DRY AS WELL)

karmas mum mentions :3 -> i like to think this one explains itself yall 😘

daddy's unhinged -> anything about my sweet ol' pops (who totes cares abt me yall) 🥰

my sister and I -> anything my sister is involved in that i actually remember to tag LMFAO

NOT MY ASS MENTIONING PANIK -> me wanting to save things that r to do w my gf 🫶

BTW HIS @ IS @panikbutt0n AND SHE'S MY MAPLE SYRUP CHUGGING 4LIFER AND LITERALLY THE BEST THING SINCE RIPPED BREAD AND I LOVE HER SO SO SO MUCH SO ACC HIT HER UP PLZ 🙏🙏🙏🙏

btw yall, ur homegirl aint no gatekeeper so the group matching pfp thingy is from @tuturthecarvroom 's blog (n they very skibidi sbg art btw so i do reccomend frfr) and mY HEADER IS OFF GOOGLE SEARCH 😍😍

ALSO I AM CURRENTLY MATCHING WITH THE SILLIEST GROUP EVER FRFR, GONNA TRY @ THEM ALL BUT IT'S HARDDD (my memory is the shittiest thing since That One Time my friend shit his trousers on call w me 💪💪💪)

@lee1504 -> BRAINROTTED KING 🙏🙏

@d011zk1ll -> both kind af and somewhat unhinged??? like both "do a good deed to make somebody else's life easier ☺️" AND "im gonna eat a bicycle :p"

@sketchingwithlyn -> JUST THE CHILLEST GUY EVERRRR!!!!

@rot-decay-erosion -> gramps 🧓🏻 (also known as the desendant of our king garfield 😙✨️)

@afrogwhocantdraw -> RESIDENT BENLOR POOKIE

@low-senka -> the brokest senior citezen youve ever met 💔💔💔💔 (yall need to donate to my guy 🥺🥺🥺)

(also the thing below had me stuck looking at it for literally AGES so hehehehehhehehe GET TRAPPED IDIOT!!!!!! >:3!!!!!)

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anyways i have no clue what else to write!!! which is weird bcuz im a yapper frfr :D

ANYWAYS LOVE Y'ALL ✨️✨️✨️

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THEY 👥 DONT🙅🏼‍♀️ LOVE 😘 YOU 🫵🏼 LIKE I 👀 LOVE 🥰 YOU 🫵🏼🫵🏼🫵🏼

[safyresky]

Scrimbly Jacqueline 52/52: She's not waiting anymore...

AHAHAHA! AHHH! AHH! I AM SO DELIGHTED WITH THIS ONE!

(this is such a long text dump omg I am SO SORRY)

It was ORIGINALLY just going to be panel 4! My idea was "Jacqueline enjoying an end of year/christmas snowfall" but then. My brain went, omg, she's waiting at the window, THE WINDOW Dani. What if. What if we did a comparison. From when she was little and waiting and Jack didn't come to like, now, and Jack DOES come?? WHAT IF. WHAT IF WE ADDED LIKE, A BIT WHERE THE PARENTS BRING HER SLEEPING BUTT TO BED. BC SHE FELL ASLEEP WAITING FOR HIM. BECAUSE HE NEVER CAME. AND THEN. JACK ARRIVING 1400 YEARS LATER. WHAT IF. DANI WHAT IF

And I went, "Dani! That's insane. Let's do it."

AND VOILA

You can see why it took me so insanely long, this thing was a JOURNEY lmaoooo I sketched it at work like, FIRST WEEK OF JANUARY, and then I spent the last week and a half to two weeks slowly inking it and colouring it! I'm insanely, INSANELY proud of this one. I love it so much. It's so delightful. I'm just. LOOK AT THIS FACE.

BLORBO SHAPED! SHE'S SO CUTE! WHO COULD HURT HER! SHE'S JUST SO HAPPY TO BE HANGING WITH HER BIG OLD BRO! :D

okokok. Let me take you on my wip journey, omg, okay (I had so much fun with this y'all don't even KNOWWWWW)

sketched them over two to three days? Once I got back into work and got paper again it was OVER for these hoes

was ENTHRALLED with Blaise in sketch two. I was like omg he looks so good. so HOT. I did that. NICE.

Man. He kinda looks cravat shaped.

SHOULD I CRAVAT AND COAT TAILS THIS MAN? Lemme ask the general populous

cravat won

he kinda deflated a bit in number 3?? idk how, but anyway

I am INSANELY proud of his hair (deffs have @lmelodie to thank for THAT lmao, mind the tag boo! They way you draw Blaise's hair delights me and I'm kinda glad I was able to sorta replicate it, ESPESH WITH THE COLOURS! Also, thank you for drawing my blorbos so FUCKING GOOD AND INSPIRING ME! OKAY THANKS FOR COMING TO MY DANI TALK 💕)

almost forgot to grey said hair in numero 3 lmaoooooo

how could he NOT have greys at this point given Jack's EVERYTHING

WINTER.

you guys. MY ASS forgot she was FROZEN so I drew her hair THAWED

Was having a whole crisis about how you can't make black hair black you need a lighter black/darker purple or blue or smth and I didn't have a suitable marker when I realize oh, oh SHIT this is POST DoD she is FROZEN. THAT HAIR SHOULD BE FROZEN!

rectified that in numero 3! :)

had a LOT of fun with the little details in Blinter's fits. You guys, the thin tip cheap metallic markers I got at Local Hobby Store were a GOOD DECISION

okay. bb jacquie. she's so cute, what the fuck

I am SO PROUD of how her little peets turned out. LOOK AT THOSE LINES! IT LOOKS REALISTICALLY LIKE THE BOTTOM OF A LIL FOOT TO MY CARTOONY STYLED DOODLES ASS!!!

she is so smol :( and so sad :( and so lonely :( she misses her big bro :( she is so little :( what the fuck is happening :(

THEN ONTO THE COMFORT PART OF THE HURT!

So let me tell you guys about that damn window okay. I...had a lot of fun with it

You can SEE the PROGRESSION LMAO

Note how I forgot the pillows but added a snowball fight and snowman

I may go back and add the snowball fight and snowman to panel 1 of the comfort part I love it so much

I got so into doodling the exterior deets that I completely forgot to add in the pillows and that's FINE because LOOK AT THAT OUTSIDE! IT'S LIVELY! IT'S GOT ACTIVITY! THERE IS WARMTH AND LIFE AND LOVE AGAIN! IT'S ABOUT THE HEALINGGGGGG

(I drafted this post last night at 1am. can you tell. I sure can)

(NO RAGRETS)

BUT YEAH IT WAS SO FUN DOING THE OUTSIDE and then I got to little Jack

WHOA NELLY.

That was hard to do! Things to work on: perspective. BUT! I did my best and I'm quite fond of paper jam Jack there

heehee

ANYWAY. JACQUELINE'S PANTS ARE NEXT ON MY LIST

I was trying to recreate the effect I did on the FIRST bb Jacqueline in this ol thang!

I'd used one of my metallic markers (thicc boy not the new ones I think) that sometimes has too much ink on it to drop a blob and then spread it to get the effect

but I couldn't fucking remember what I used to spread it. White pencil crayon? The blenders? Metallic white-thin tip? Brush tip?

This is bc I did that first Jacqueline LAST THURSDAY and the fourth Jacqueline THIS past Thursday or Wednesday, I believe

In the end I ended up grabbing the metallic blue pencil crayon and using that as the base, then whooshing over it with the white brush tip and THEN using the blender/v light blue watercolour marker.

(Cursed the powers that be that I didn't think of it sooner! lmao)

the pants are supposed to be the same ones from the fit she wore as a bb bc that's what she got stabbed in and B-Man fixed em up for her and they grew with her and SYMBOLISM or something

They were her favourite jammies and still are lol

her sweater is based on yet another Dani sweater! idk man. she steals my clothes, I buy clothes because of her, we are a functioning ecosystem

WE'RE SEPARATE PEOPLE I SWEAR

OKAY SO! I HAD A TREMENDOUS ACCIDENTAL FUCK UP IN THE SECOND TO LAST ONE THAT HAD ME LIKE :O FOR A SOLID 5-10 SECONDS BUT WAS ABLE TO FIX!

You can't even see it but I HAVE to share it it was wildin

I opened the purple to colour her sweater, it slipped out of my hands, and gave her a purple streak

I was like. :O!! marker still in my hand as I QUICK FAST CAUGHT IT

Went for the metallic white SO FAST and was able to COVER IT

But if you SQUINT, DESPITE ME UPPING THE CONTRAST AND SATURATION AS PER THE USUAL (my scanner always dulls the colours), I THINK YOU CAN F A I N T L Y SEE IT!

HANDS AND POSES HANDS AND POSES

Jacqueline is very dynamic and I'm happy for once it SHOWS. Her poses in the second half of this thing were so fun to do!

Her HANDSSSSSS

I used to be like FUCK HANDS but I feel u artists friends, they ARE fun to draw! Finally positioning them where I want always has me DELIGHTED

Her waving hand looks a little off but at least it looks like she's waving now! Originally when I sketched it it was giving tenth doctor and rose tyler touching the wall through dimensions vibes

but now it's giving "THERE'S THE BIG BOTHER, GET IN HERE ASSHOLE, YOUR COCOA IS GETTING COLD! LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT THE YEARLY LEGATE MEETING GOOD LADY ABOVE--"

And her hand holding the rim of her mostly empty mug in the final panel. It turned out SO GOOD

but see. I have this PROBLEM

When lining I don't think about what thing covers what thing. I'm not thinking in LAYERS

which is why you can SEE the window through the curtains or the cup through Jacqueline's hand and so on and so forth

I need to start thinking in layers

THINGS TO IMPROVE ON!!

anyway, it's getting late and I need SLEEP so I'll cut it here for now and review in the morning to see if I wanna add anything, which will just be popped in below this bullet point if I think of anything!

Which of course I DID lmao

I turned to Richard and was like WHAT IS THE FUNNIEST SOCK COLOUR JACK COULD WEAR

Richard said BRIGHT ORANGE LIKE HIS DAD'S FIT!

And I went HAHA YES WE LOVE TO SEE THE BLAISE-FLUENCE LET'S GOOO

I had like the perfect caption for this scrimble like. A week ago; I did NOT write it down.

I think?? What I put?? Is closest to it? I am pretty sure it had to do with no longer waiting

I also briefly thought the caption "how nice to no longer be alone" or "how nice to not be alone anymore" but that WASN'T it, as poetically nice as it sounds, it was DEFFS something to do with the ding dang waiting but I CAN'T REMEMBER! AH!

I also had no idea how to format these? but the side by side was my fave overall so I went for it :)

HOPEFULLY when you looked at it, you got it read in the right order!

And didn't go the usual comic order bc otherwise this may have been low key confusing 😅

okay right NOW I think that's about it! :)

Scrimbly Jacquelines have been SO FUN. I am so glad for this post and glad for all the cs art the amazing people I am so happy to call my friends have done! It's been so inspiring, and I'm in love with CS all over again and am so, so happy I STUCK TO THIS NEW YEARS RESOLUTION! It's been so, so, fun, and just, thank you artist friends for being so god damn inspirational 💕💕 I love and appreciate you all! I'm gonna keep making shitty little scrimbles and silly sketches, I just. I LOVE IT! I LOVE MARKERS AND SILLY CHARACTERS AND AHHH!

[onepawproductions]

please dont put ai art in main fandom tags thank you.

Hi, I'm not sure which post or fandom you're referencing? Also not sure what you mean. I don't put random art generated by an Ai on here. I use Ai tools as part of my process to help bring what's in my head to the screen. I have a disability that severely limits the use of my hands, and Ai tools have given me back my ability to create art again. It's been such a blessing to my life, honestly. It was so depressing to spend my entire childhood learning to draw and paint and sculpt, then go to school for it, only to have EDS/MCAS/Epilepsy/detached retinas (amoung other stuff. It sucks, I know) smack me on the nose with a rolled up newspaper in my mid-twenties.

I know there's a lot of misconception about Ai Art right now. What is is, what it isn't. Like those one-shot gens pushed out by people using highly modified ai generators, putting out massive amounts of art that looks super pro but without soul. That's not what I'm doing, but I can totally understand the mixup! What I do doesn't come from a website where a descriptive sentence will give you jaw- dropping art. It's more similar to digital artists using Adobe Photoshop, and is a very involved process requiring days and sometimes weeks of work, several hours a day.

I tried for awhile tho include more about the process, so people can see how hard it is, but this doesn't seem to be the right forum for that. I think Tumblr is maybe more of a "show me the finished stuff" thing? I could be wrong, tho, for sure.

Or, am I miss-tagging? I know a lot of my art is not just fanart, but fanfic fanart. Is that it? I do wanna get my tags right... Hmm

Let me know! Since you posted anonymously, I'm not sure if you'll get a notification of my reply. Go ahead and PM me, if you like. I think I have the PMs open. :)

Meanwhile I'll tag this to the fandoms I'm tryna make inroads with. Maybe someone there will know!

Oh, right. Here are some examples:

A Harry Potter chapter heading for the fanfiction audiobook Im recording, shown here mid-process. I can see it in my danged ole head, but its over a week in and still struggling. I had to even uninstall/reinstall my entire system when it went belly up due to a bad extension, yargh. The scene is chapter 17 of The Muddy Princess, by Colubrina.

These are a culmination of about a month of work trying to hone in on Taylor Heberts face. I picture her as an amalgamation of about three different awesome women I've known in my life...plus Claudia Black! I think they're pretty good, but not 100%. I'm still trying to find the right place to post my art and discuss with people, but tumblr seems to be not the place for that sort of thing.

But anyway. Yeah. Where should I sort these so the people who wanna see em can see? Am I getting it right?

[disastardly]

WIP Wednesday

Pinged by @eriquin, ready to go!

rules:

In a reblog (or new post w/ rules attached), post up to five (5) filenames of your WIPs; not titles, file names.

Post a snippet from one of them. Snippet must be words you wrote in the last 7 days. We’re posting progress here. If you haven’t made any, go make some and come back to post!

After you’ve posted, people can send you an ask with one of your file names. You must then write 3 sentences in that file. If the filename is one you can't share from (for example, an event fic), write 3 sentences on it anyway, and then 3 more on another to share.

That’s it! You can invite others to join in, or just post. I’ll be searching the reblogs to find people to send asks to!

If you’re reading this, you’re invited!

If you see someone posting a WIP Wednesday Game snippet, send them an ask! Make them write. Make me write!

Files for this week:

Magical Mysteries Never Give a Single Thing Back (Eddie Crossroads Demon)

0 - Tales of the Outer Planes

A Brother is Born for Adversity (Kelvin x Keefe)

Steddie Witches AU

1 - Emergence

Snippet and no-pressure tags below the cut!

From A Brother is Born for Adversity:

His heart beats out brand new hymns against his ribs as Keefe just barely whispers, “Might we retire to your dressing room?” His mouth is so close to Kelvin’s that he can almost swallow the words, and he sure tries with the way he inhales so suddenly at that. Dressing room. Alone. With Keefe. Right. Right right right.

Keefe, being the perceptive little sneaky-sneak he is, must see the micro-panic that Kelvin’s deffo suppressing like a champ because he exhales, just a little bit, warm on Kelvin’s lips, and says, “You must be awful tired after such an exhilarating sermon. I know I am, and I was only watching your magnificent ministrations from the crowd. Let us take a moment to rest in the quietude of your dressing room, Brother Kelvin.”

Rest. Yeah, of course. The come-down from a good ministry did tire him out. Good ol’ Keefe, thinking of his health. He nods back, and he’s pretty dang sure that he’s smiling like a lunatic when he does it, but he can’t help it, that’s just the way his face looks when Keefe smiles and takes his hand.

@patchworkgargoyle @hairstevington @thefreakandthehair @horsegirleddiemunson

[midnightnautilus]

Wilbur Cross/Wilford Warfstache Fic

Summary: Wilbur Cross finds an anomaly in the Black and White.

Funny little crossover I thought I’d post!

Amongst all the errands and cavorting around Wilbur Cross had to do these days, there were times where he could just stretch his legs and take a break. More than he could say then the hours of the job he used to have, anyways.

Go figure, he thought, grinning to himself as he pulled out a lawn chair with a flat back from the void and propped it up in the ground of the Black. Wilbur took off his jacket and put his arms behind his head as he laid down. The thrum of energies that coursed through the void were nice background noise, and he’d even gotten used to the screaming and wailing.

Maybe he could rile up one of those Sniggles enough to go get him a brewski, make themselves useful.

“Damien?”

Wilbur blinked. That voice was new. He craned his neck up, his spine popping as it did so. Wandering through the void was someone he’d never seen before, which he didn’t particularly care for. Nowadays with the help of the Lord in Black, Ol’ Wiley could usually smell a timeline and their baggage on a person.

Still, must have just been a cult member of some poor bastard that wandered into a summoning circle. He certainly had the looks of one of Nibbly’s disciples, dressed from head to toe in glitzy, glittery pink. Even his mustache was tinged a bright bubblegum.

A far cry from a hooded figure, but it takes all kinds to make a reality.

The figure squinted at Wilbur with puzzlement. “Wait just a tick…you’re not Damien. Suppose he wouldn’t be just lying around, anyways.”

Wilbur couldn’t suppress a laugh. He hopped up to his feet to more closely examine the fresh meat. “Well now, aren’t you a big stretch of taffy! I don’t think I’ve met a ‘Damien’, but tell me…do you know where you are?”

This was usually the part where the victim stuck in the Black would realize their scenario and break down, but this guy just shrugged and ignored his last sentence. “Ah, well…he’s around here someplace, that rascal. Might see you later…or earlier…it all depends…”

“Oh no sunshine, you’re not getting away that easily.” Wilbur wasn’t sure what this guy’s MO was, but he wanted to find out before the guy disintegrated. He grabbed one of his suspenders as he walked away, which stretched for about 10 feet before he stopped.

That did it. The mustached man turned around. Annoyed, he yanked the suspender out of his hand.

“Hey! Hands off the merchandise, pally! I’ve gotta be camera ready in 2 hours! Or…two days?” The guy seemed as addled about time as a Spankoffski, muttering to himself about minutes and months. “In any case, it’s common courtesy!”

Wilbur leaned on a non-existent counter, staring down this man like a humorous display in a fashion show. “Pretty big talk from a guy who looks like he just stepped out of a discotheque.”

The man strolled up with a wry smile, apparently alright with the ribbing. “Well, aren’t YOU the clever canary, Mr. uh…”

He peered over to what Wilbur thought was his bare neck.

“Hey, doll, my eyes are up here…and my goods are a little lower,” Wilbur interrupted, hoping to at least get a night out of whatever this encounter was.

“Mmm…uh…John Macnamara? In the military, I see! I used to know…someone in the military, can’t exactly remember which—“

“Wh—-no!” Wilbur’s eyes darted down to find a dog tag around his neck. A remnant of a man he no longer was. How did that get there? He swore he threw it away.

He yanked it off his neck causing the chain to break and threw it behind his back. “My name’s Wiley, if ya must know. And you better ask all your questions now,” he growled defensively before regaining his composure. “before you bite the dust.”

“MhMMMMMM!” The man’s eyes glinted with mischief before getting out a sparkly pen and notepad from…somewhere. “Seems like a bit of a BREAKUP then, eh?” He questioned Wilbur with the air of a teenage gossip. “Some sort of estrangement happen with that little jewelry? Perhaps a—”

As he tried to zone out any of what this mush mouthed weirdo was saying, he looked at the pad of paper. Much too big to fit in a pocket. He rolled his eyes. Of course this fucker had the gift. He’d probably be dead by now if he didn’t. Whoop dee doo.

“Funnily enough, I’m also a Wil— Wilford Warfstache, at your service! You may have heard of my show and this pathos piece just might—“

Wilbur had enough of this guy. He yanked him up by his collar and narrowed his eyes, speaking in a low hissing whisper.

“Listen up, jellybean. Gift or no gift, unless you pledge your soul, you’re gonna DIE HERE. Which sounds better? Being at the mercy of a god…or becoming one?”

His eyes narrowed and glinted a bright green, his menace lacing his usual jovial tone.

Wilford blinked and responded almost admonishingly. “Now what did we say about the merchandise? Jesus, I’m gonna have ta get this PRESSED—“

Without warning, Wilbur sliced through the air with a shining obsidian-colored blade, scratching across the man’s clothes.

Wilford fell to the ground. He groaned with frustration before whipping out a Magnum pistol and firing three shots before Wilbur could blink.

The bullets didn’t hit - the Black made sure of that - but they knocked Wilbur flat on his back with shock, making him out of breath he didn’t know he had.

Wilford cringed at the sight of his destroyed shirt and sighed. “To think, I was gonna have you on for an interview.”

He strolled away, calling out, “Well, I’ll be seeing you, Wilson!” before disappearing completely.

Wilbur got up to his feet and looked around. “It’s Wil—“ But the man was nowhere to be seen.

Where in the fresh hell was that guy?

Had he died already?

And where the hell did he get a gun?

[infizero]

one day i will make a beautiful full rewrite of sonic forces like ive always dreamed of doing since i was a 14 year old girl

(ok so um. i started writing stuff in the tags and it accidentally got so long i went far beyond the tag limit. whoops. so this is just an actual post now. read more for my insane sonic forces rewrite ramblings)

i want to so fucking bad. every time i think about the wasted potential that is forces it makes me so depressed ToT i cant help but love forces despite it being garbage. the soundtrack is banging, the character customization is fun, i LOVE infinite, it attempted a darker story like the good ol days..... its so fucking bad but there were so many cool ideas and it drives me insane

also its one of the few sonic games i've actually played firsthand. purely because it was free on like the playstation game pass thing or whatever its called. and i did genuinely have fun with it even if it was pretty easy. also for the longest time of me being a sonic fan, forces was the latest mainline game. that era is when i got into sonic so idk. i cant help but look fondly on it even though its writing choices drive me fucking batty

while thinking about all this i came up with an interesting idea. so. there's something so fucking cool to me about infinite and the avatar's dynamic like. the way that infinite, despite his powers... him being a mobian and that scene of him flying right beside you and stuff..... idk its like he feels more on your level then some like ancient god villain or whatever.

that flying side-by-side scene esp inspired this but ANYWAY. what if, to make him AND the avatar character more interesting.... they were like. childhood friends or something. or just knew each other in the past in general. that would add SO much depth to their interactions within the game of like. infinite calling them weak. flying side by side. infinite's whole classic "character trying to reinvent themself" thing.

like infinite is using the power of the phantom ruby, trying to become strong because shadow called him weak and everything <- which btw this motivation has gotta change/be expanded upon cause this shit is still so silly. shadow called him gay and that's infinite's whole motive. cmon now we can do better than that

ANYWAYS. but that desperation from infinite to become an entirely new person - changing his name, wearing the mask, etc etc. that could become even more interesting if you add someone into the mix who knew infinite BEFORE his transformation.

and i know i know the avatar is supposed to be able to be projected on and stuff whatever whatever. but like idk man. plenty of protagonists have pasts that are part of the story even tho they're customizable. and besides it wouldnt be like a full backstory for the avatar. just the fact that they knew infinite once upon a time. and maybe something happened that split them apart or something. idk. but whatever happened between then and the events of the game wouldn't be elaborated upon, so you'd still be able to come up with your own story for your character if you want to.

and then the avatar's presence in the story could present a conflict for infinite. maybe despite him trying to act like he doesnt care, he like. hesitates. or lets the avatar go at some point. or something. and that gets him in trouble with eggman <- on that note. MORE CONFLICT BETWEEN EGGMAN AND INFINITE. im a little fuzzy on that aspect of the game but from what i can remember that never really goes anywhere. i want infinite being fickle about eggman's orders to MEAN SOMETHING!!!!!

also. i guess infinite could still ambiguously die at the end. but he'd definitely survive and show up in a later game, a la shadow. i need him to. my special boy.

anyways but going back to the avatar and infinite. i rlly think this could make both of them far more interesting than they are now. infinite rlly doesnt have like. an arc over the course of the story? hes just kinda. there. we get his backstory but in the present he kinda just. fights you a few times and then he dies. the end. this would actually give him something to do during the story, even if it was just like. brooding over why he let the avatar go or something.

and like..... i feel like forces SHOULD focus a lot on infinite? at least more so than the actual game did. like it doesnt have to be a shadow sa2 situation where like the whole game is centered around his story but i honestly... wouldnt be opposed to that either. like the war stuff is not that interesting im gonna be real.

also btw OBVIOUSLY the whole "sonic being imprisoned and tortured for 6 months with zero consequences" thing would be changed. that shit is so stupid and pointless. idk for sure if i'd just get rid of it outright or alter it, but probably the latter. cause like it IS actually an interesting scenario: how would these characters react to sonic being presumably dead? (long-term. 06 does not count LOL)

like that genuinely is a fascinating scenario to explore but i think one of the main things is that it would have to take place soon after it happened. none of this 6 months later amy wistfully going "sometimes i still dream sonic is with us....." shit, that is so dumb. WHAT is the point!!!

i'd want the story to start like fairly soon after sonic gets captured. and it wouldnt just be "sonic characters act as war generals" simulator. if we're doing this we are going ALL in. full focus on the characters' emotions and mental states which fluctuate over time. at the beginning they're hopeful but as more time passes with no sign of sonic and them losing more and more land to eggman, things start to crack. that could genuinely be so interesting to watch as long as it was treated with the actual seriousness it deserves instead of the cop-out edginess with no repercussions that the actual game has.

speaking of this part. TAILSSSSSSSS tails in forces was the wasted opportunity of the century. im gonna be real after having so much time to think about it, i really dont think that tails cowering after sonic was defeated was THAT egregious. i definitely think it could've been handled better, considering he had both beat chaos before and thought sonic had died before, BUT. tails is, at the end of the day, still a little kid. no matter how much hes grown and everything, thinking his big brother is fucking dead is probably still gonna fuck him up big time!!!

i also think that the idea of tails out on his own is SO fucking interesting and i am so mad every day that they barely did anything with that. maybe tails DID stay with everyone else at first. maybe after enough time everyone else presumed sonic to be dead and tails got upset because he knows sonic can't be dead, he always comes back, he did last time this happened right? and he left one day without telling anyone, attempting to try and find sonic himself.

and then he comes across omega all trashed up, and him fixing him, oh, idk, ACTUALLY MATTERS? (crazy i know) omega gets fully restored (plus some upgrades, of course) and it becomes the two of them against the world. throwing in a little craziness here but what if omega sticks with tails bcuz tails (who is definitely um. a lil more fucked up from everything) promises that hes directly interfering with eggman here, and that he'll actually allow omega to full on KILL eggman if/when they get the opportunity to. (tails is not fucking around) i just really need these two working together to be a thing.

rouge and shadow could also be MIA. i dont know if i'd want them as part of the larger resistance, they'd probably just be trying to help stuff on their own, but maybe at some point they'd realize that shit is really fucked this time and the only way they'll be able to stop eggman's reign of terror is by joining forces (lol) with the larger group. power of friendship and teamwork and all that, as is forces' main theme.

anyways. this is kind of all ive got swirling in my brain right now. i dont know how i'd tackle sonic's imprisonment itself. i definitely dont want to be in a position like the canon story where sonic should 100% be traumatized by what happened. bcuz i feel like thats probably a bit much lol... so maybe keep him imprisoned that whole time but get rid of the torture. idk, if we want to really get crazy with it we could throw in a whole thing where its like hey eggman why arent you just killing him? isnt that what you've wanted to do this whole time? funny how you're... keeping him alive like that. isnt easy bringing yourself to kill this kid you've basically watched grow up huh? even if he is your biggest enemy. idk that could result in way too much going on. but it could give a reason for sonic being kept alive + a reason why his imprisonment wasnt too crazy bad. just spitballing here.

ANYWAYS ANYWAYS. for real thats it I NEED TO GO TO BED. good god. maybe i'll rb this post at some point with more ideas if i have them. hell maybe i'll even write this whole thing someday..... regardless. GOOD NIGHT NEW YORK CITY!!!!!!!!!!

[mer-se]

(Part 1) Hey! I love your photos and blog so much that I’m anonymously embarrassing myself here. Thing is do you have any tips when starting out? Having my work be seen etc. I don’t have a big platform. When did you start your photography work? Hey I know that I’m on anon so that is a contraction but my page and work is far from ready but I’ll messge you off anon when it is..

I appreciate that so much thank you. I’m not sure I started taking pictures in like early middle school days, maybe even earlier. My dad took a lot of film photos when he was younger and did all that dark room stuff, he has boxes of pictures and I think it’s cute that I can see similar styles in his photos and mine. I think it’s always just been in me. I was the friend taking pictures of everyone at every after/school event (I have some veryyyyy old photo albums it’s cool to look back on because I’m like damn I was the same person back then haha) I had (and broke) several digital cameras as a kid/preteen) but I didn’t get my first dslr until I think 2007?

I had my first film camera gifted to me during this time, too. Which is a whole other love. I immediately started advertising myself on Craigslist (idk how I’m alive) and did a few jewelry/portrait/wedding/engagements shoots as a teen and that was pretty cool and huge for my age and experience level looking back. I’m like damn, I did pretty well for myself as a dumb 17/18 yr old. I’m trying to work my way back into that now actually, slowly this time though. Bless all those people who gave me a shot and believed in lil ol me then. Lots of cool memories from that time period but it’s wild to me that I did that.

Anyway. I’m not sure on tips aside from ones that are personal to me because I don’t know what kind of photography you’re into? One of mine is like don’t take ten pictures of the same thing because it’ll make you have a mental breakdown when all of them are good but subtly different and you can’t pick one - but that’s me - I also have ocd and that helps nothing. When starting out that’s probably a good idea though to learn angles and lighting. Take pictures of everything. Learn your own personal style, everyone’s is different even if it’s similar, we all see different things. Learn your camera, learn about lighting and how to edit eventually. If you want to shoot people there’s a huge social aspect so you can work on that. There’s things I don’t even know after 100 years because the technical side doesn’t rly do it for me, I just run on intuition and vibes. We’re all always learning still. Its ok! I don’t have a large platform either especially on here, half my followers are deactivated - it’s dying out on here and I also won’t be on here eventually all together. But if you’re talking about notes/likes I’d suggest tagging your pictures! I find it kinda embarrassing but it’s necessary if that’s what you’re after.

That’s something I actually struggle with because I don’t worry about that stuff much, especially on here. I’ve never cared about that sort of validation, tumblr and instagram even facebook have always been just a photo diary to me - everything’s a diary haha. Even if it seems I overshare I’m really actually not? I’m super private and things make me uncomfortable. (I don’t share my writing either..) Notes are never why I post or even take photos it’s all very personal to me, there’s a deep private love there for me that I can’t put into words but! It’s ok to care and when you want to switch over to working with the public and getting back/into freelance photography (which I do, and maybe you will too someday) advertising is absolutely important, it’s hard for someone like me that finds it extremely cringe to self promote/overly tag everything because that’s never been my vibe or why I do it but I’m slowly working on it because I have to - it’s sort of a large mental obstacle for me. But don’t worry about that right now. Don’t get caught up on things like that honestly, it doesn’t mean anything. If people see and appreciate your pictures that’s lovely but there’s tons of reasons why you may not get notes that mean nothing to the quality of your pics. I see posts circulate with 10000 notes of a blurry eyeball and see an incredible picture of something with 5 notes. On tumblr notes mean nothing, don’t let it influence anything. You’re just starting out and your work is for you right now, and in my opinion it always should be in a way. Give it time. I post way more on my Instagram than here and my account is private, like I said I’m working on that aspect myself still haha. I am working on a different account though and slowly a website! So yes keep at it, and yes tag away, can even pin your posts even if it feels embarrassing - not everyone sees it that way, promise.

Don’t stress just do your thing. Find other photographers on here. But I wouldn’t really worry about tumblr too much, there’s other and better sites to get your work seen.

[ibelieveinghost]

3/16/24

not in the mood for it but kinda need to add an entry today cause guess what. today marks the 1st year anniversary of me -> tokyo

I had plans for today, which I didn't(have the energy nor the willpower to) follow. so I just had a normal day. the good kind of normal, not the lame kind. oh I took a evening walk too, to an unexplored neighborhood. got myself some taro tapioca on my way home, and journaled/doodled a little at the tea shop before it closed.

yesterday was kinda like THE rollercoaster experience. need to remember to write about it later. and oh, I got a part time job in fast food(McD, you guess it) because.. i need a place to go to and it's 30s away from my apartment. it's a new location, in a newly minted building, with everything brand new, so I bet it doesn't smell so bad yet. I need some good ol physical labor so I don't stay my head all day everyday. and I need to get more into contact with ppl, random folks, to be able to fully experience and embrace the cruelty of others and the pains of being human. but alas, I digress. it's just... a meager job, a little income which I don't desperately need, and maybe. maybe it'd be fun too. maybe I'll meet interesting people, and maybe I'll learn a few things here and there.

anyway, it felt kinda surreal when they hand me the uniform and the name tag with my last name inカナwritten on it. this never happened before. before coming to Japan i spent my entire life in higher-ed and do big brain research stuff. this is my new reality now. and I have to say, despite the whole situation still being a big MESS and my career prospective not looking super duper good, I'm excited about this post-graduation I-know-nothing-about-nothing and my-life-seems-pretty-fucked-up phase. it's a mix of confusion, lightheartedness, and expectations suppressed, with just the right amount of horrors added to make it low key exciting and kinda not so bad.

ok! so I did write something on this special day! now let's throw in some photos from my walk:

oh and quick update(?) I... started to have this suspicion...that... luci might had become my fav HH character now... I mean I still LOVE Alastor TO DEATH but luci... he is just... awwwwwwwww

btw I ship radioapple now i know i know... but just imagine the two of em sitting next to each other, chilling¬ even talking, vibing to light jazz/old love songs from al's radio that fills the room. it's. so. cute. it takes the most toxic couple to make it THIS CUTE. anyone???

ok going to bed now

good night🌙

[massacregirl]

Those absolute heroes at ao3 breh

What a fantastic job they do keeping the thing afloat. Never thought I'd be so pumped to see a creaky ol website come back online with a quickness, but I suppose that's what happens when I build a specific upload day into my routine. Every week I wake up like "It's Wednesday... Shine day." So a huge thank you for every volunteer who worked their socks off so that I didn't have to mess up my routine and give the people their fanwork archive. Know I'm gonna be reaching into my pocket come dono season.

Anyway, this chapter...

Sometimes think back to when I firsst joined Ao3. I didn't know anyone, wasn't really part of the fandom in that sense. Been clear that Shine was just kind of a silly directionless thing at first, just a stray thought I decided to toss out into the void. One of my consistent goals was to learn how to write smut. Looking back, it's kind of fucked up I was comfortable writing acts of violence but found myself embarrassed and my prose clunky when it came to acts of love. Thanks to my friends and editors, I think I've managed to shift a good amount of that clunk. Compare/contrast this chapter with me a year ago and ... Well, if ya ain't cringing, ya ain't growing. If you've been with me a while, thanks for your patience with me on this journey.

This one does skew a little melancholic - I tried to capture two people who are desperately in love finding comfort in each other in the face of an uncertaint and frightening future. I'd imagine that's a familiar vibe for a lot of people, so please tell me if I managed to pull it off.

If this is your first time seeing me post, hi, I'm Massi, I write a weekly Cyberpunk 2077 fanfic called SHINE, where V used to be a member of Maelstrom. It's got kind of a gritty crime thriller vibe, but also it's a character study and I try to explore some serious themes about identity, trauma, addiction, guilt/blame etc. I don't think I go much harder than the content of the video game, but things do get pretty heavy so please make sure you read the tags and feel free to suggest any I missed.

Xoxo MassacreGirl

[lokimobius]

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[pulsarsatellite]

The Rainbow Emerges

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[destieltropecollection]

DESTIEL TROPE COLLECTION 2023 | DAY 31 | Fake Dating

Made up, like my fiancé | @blanketforcas

Rating: Teen & Up Word Count: 2,834 Main Tags/Warnings: Fluff, First Kiss, Touch-Starved Dean Winchester, make-up date Summary: Cas and Dean find out how much they like make-up (and each other)

under covers | @demonmary

Rating: Explicit Word Count: 6,588 Main Tags/Warnings: AU: No Supernatural, Federal Agents, Undercover as Married , Co-workers , Flirting , Smut , Older Castiel (Supernatural) Summary: inspired by an episode of NCIS, Dean and Cas go undercover for some good ol' fashioned fake dating.

We were always meant to say goodbye (please don't go) | @readingprofoundbonds

Rating: Explicit Word Count: 8,210 Main Tags/Warnings: Misunderstandings, Second Chances Summary: When Castiel hears that Dean Smith will date anyone who asks him out for exactly one week, he's curious. He tests the waters and sees if 'anyone' will include male co-workers from Accounting.

Sternberg's Triangular Theory of Love | @aishitara

Rating: Explicit Word Count: 14,882 Main Tags/Warnings: Idiots to lovers, mutual pining, best friends to lovers, but they were roommates!, pretend relationship, misunderstanding, mild angst with a happy ending. Summary: Dean clears his throat and says, “I have an idea for how to deal with your mom.” He looks away as he takes a long swallow of beer. “But you’re probably not gonna like it.” Castiel grunts. “Tell me anyway. You’ve got one idea more than me.” Huffing a small laugh, Dean says, “Yeah, well, we’ll see.” He looks over at Castiel, lower lip caught between his teeth. “I’ll go with you,” he says earnestly. “To Thanksgiving.” Castiel stares at Dean blankly, not following. “Y’know,” Dean says, suddenly interested in removing the label from his beer. “As your boyfriend.”

swing with you for the fences | @fifthstiel

Rating: Mature Word Count: 27,637 Main Tags/Warnings: canon divergence (season 14), de-aging, kid jack, fake relationship, pining, getting together, case fic Summary: With elementary school parents falling mysteriously ill in Pennsylvania, a little magical aid allows a de-aged Jack and devoted single father Cas to play the perfect bait. However, a misunderstanding shortly after arriving leaves Dean reluctantly saddled with undercover parenthood right along with Cas. Now Dean has to survive the petty drama of suburbia while trying to track down whatever’s responsible for targeting parents in the community - and navigating his feelings about the family he didn’t think he’d ever get to have.

Lavender Pines | @thisisapaige

Rating: Explicit Word Count: 30,609 Main Tags/Warnings: Fake/Pretend Relationship (Platonic Cas & Rowena), Secret Relationship (Sam/Rowena), Idiots to Lovers (Cas/Dean), Case Fic, Post-Episode: s12e11 Regarding Dean Summary: Rowena calls Sam, asking for help. Her former lover, the powerful witch Leon O'Leary, has something of hers and she wants it back. When Sam agrees to help, the last thing he expects is for her to pull out a ring and propose. To Cas. Cas and Rowena move into the wealthy suburb of Lavender Pines and work to become the most well-liked newlywed couple on the block. Sam and Dean support them from the bunker. It’s a milk run of a case. Simple. Easy. It’s not.

[cerealboxlore]

I had written an entire essay and my app crashed. Took me 40 minutes to write that bitch and it’s gone. Very much sad time rn. Anyways. Sorry that this’ll be less elaborate than the post I wanted. But I made a super long ask detailing resources where you could learn more about Cap & Billy because I saw in one of your posts that you were new to DC & didn’t know much about Billy other than the Shazam! movie.

And since I’m a huge Captain Marvel nerd and I love sharing the character with others, I wanted to give you more resources to learn about him! I noticed that most of your knowledge comes from the post new-52 version of Billy and the Shazam! movie, so most of them are going to be pre-crisis resources.

But I only realized after it deleted that people wouldn’t be able to click the links so I’m making it it’s own post & I’ll make sure to tag ya bc it was initially intended to be for you.

I got links to scans of the original WHIZ comics, interviews with the creators, podcasts detailing the history of Cap, comic recs, fantastic tumblr blogs to follow, to an absolutely fantastic pre-crisis Cap analysis & essay blog that fundamentally changed my perception of the character!

So look forward to a big ol “good places to be introduced to cap’s character” post by yours truly once I get off of work.

Hope you’ll like it! :D

Hun I'm so sorry I took so long with this ask, and I'm so sorry your essay got deleted, I hate it whenever tumblr does that.

This ask filled me with so much glee the day I got it, I love Captain Marvel so much I just want to squeeze Billy Batson's cheeks and feed him a nutritionally balanced meal.

Most of my knowledge of Captain Marvel/Shazam/Billy Batson comes from, well, wherever I can find information, which is a wild adventure by itself! But at least with writing fanficion I can take things easier and even create my own things for the big red cheese.

Also, the biggest reason I never got to your ask was because I was looking for something to include in the reply and only found it recently! I had a comic of our favorite superhero lying around somewhere and I found it! And along the way I ended up buying some more, hahaha

Good lord, I even bought a Keychain doll. And I don't have a Keychain!

At least I have my own little Captain Marvel collection building up now, now including the comic I got from AMC theatres when I saw the movie on opening day!

I highly look forward to being tagged in your post! I know I'll love it!

[kawaii-angelanne]

TW/CW: none!

KEY TAGS: second pov, gender-neutral reader, best friends to lovers, spoiler-free, fluff, love language is teasing and physical touch!

WORD COUNT: 1165

CROSS POST: ao3

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SUMMARY: "This had to have been the fifth couple you saw today, and, surprise, surprise, they’re exactly like the previous four you’ve come across: holding hands, interlocking arms, promenading around the city, too absorbed with each other to notice anything around them."

Or where you complain about the stench of love in the air, and Suna Rintaro decides to do something about it.

“Jesus, what’s in the air today?”

This had to have been the fifth couple you saw today, and, surprise, surprise, they’re exactly like the previous four you’ve come across: holding hands, interlocking arms, promenading around the city, too absorbed with each other to notice anything around them.

“Well, it’s Valentine’s Day soon,” your Chipotle Companion, Suna Rintaro, points out while easing his way through the pedestrians and tourists despite obsessively tapping on his phone. 

“Yeah, soon. I don’t want to even imagine what it’s going to be like on Valentine’s Day,” you huff and stop at the crosswalk as the cars zoom past, coincidentally right behind the aforementioned pair of lovers, “I think I’m just going to hole myself up at home and watch some Ghibli movies. Treat myself to some takeout while I'm at it.” 

Right after you said that, feminine laughter pierces the air, and your head whips right around to target the source. What you find is worse than someone snickering at your pitiful plans for good ol’ V-Day. No, it’s this girl’s eyes crinkling as she giggles at whatever her boyfriend just whispered in her ear. The fact that he’s holding shopping bags with a stuffed animal and a rose peeking out from the inside makes it all the more worse.

Yep, this is your last straw. Your final nail in the coffin. Your ninth circle of hell, the third ring. 

So, you turn your back to them, finding the looming office building much more appealing. 

“What’re you doing?” Suna asks you, probably not even looking up from his phone.

“The wind is blowing too harshly in my face, so I am simply facing the other way, that’s all.” 

Just as you say that, a harsh gust of wind slaps you right in the face. You wince at the bitter cold while you can hear Suna holding back chortles of laughter with the palm of his hand.  

“You were saying?” the blatancy in his comeback makes you want to strangle him, “Unless you intend on walking backwards like Michael Jackson, it’s time to cross the street. Also, they’re gone now.” 

With his clearance, you turn around and catch Suna filming you on his phone. Your hand rushes to cover the camera. 

“Suna!” he pockets his phone before you can reach it; you don’t want to even know what the video looks like. 

“What? It was fun seeing you like a child facing the wall in timeout after throwing a tiny tantrum,” he throws in a nudge so forceful that you almost collapse to the ground, “What’s gotten you so upset at seeing all these lovey dovey couples, anyways? Jealous?”

“And if I am?” you scowl at the sight of another one walking in front of you, “Another year, another valentine’s day spent alone. I swear, with how many guys we have in our grade, you’d think there would be at least one, but nope! Not at all! Zilch! Zero!”

While Suna always seemed to have a lot to say, his retort never comes, and so the two of you walk in tandem to the next destination on your day out. 

Finally, he breaks the silence, “I'll come over, what time?” 

You’re caught off guard at his question and stammer for an answer, “I-I mean, my last class is at 3, so 4? 4:30? But, I want to spend Valentine's Day with my boyfriend, Suna, not you.” 

Lies, but anyways. 

“Exactly, so I’ll come over,” he simply says, and you almost freeze up at how nonchalant he’s being. 

Your heart soars in your chest, and you swallow hard to keep it down there. 

Clearing your throat to stop your brain from short-circuiting, you continue, “Suna, are you deaf? I said, ‘Boyfriend.’”

“And I heard you loud and clear.”

You search his expression for any sign that he’s joking, that he’s just messing with you like he always does. But, no, he has that same deadpan fac–Oh, wait. Wait…on his cheeks…is that…? 

“Suna, are you…blushing?” your lips curve into an impish grin; you thought you would never live to see the day Stoic Suna blushes! 

You whip your phone out to snap a picture, like how he always does with you when your mouth is too full or when your face was a little too red watching 50 Shades of Grey with him (all for the memes, of course). But, before you can even aim it properly, he pushes it down with his hand immediately.

The pink spreads to the tips of his ears, and he can’t even look at you, choosing now to start the wonderful, enlightening hobby of cloud watching, “Never mind, just forget it.”

“Uh, no, I won’t ‘just forget it!’” you can hardly contain the excitement in your voice, “You just confessed to me! Ain’t ever letting you live this down. Man, you’re down bad, confessing first and all.”

“Okay, I get it now, you don’t have to keep on making jokes–Wait, first?” he suddenly stops walking, the people behind you two quickly maneuvering to move past and not crash into him.  

“I cannot wait to tell the twins and everyone else that you confessed first,” laughter now, after bubbling up inside like fizzy soda, freely flows out, “I mean, I never did think you liked me back, so I was never planning on telling you. But, yep, I like you too, Suna! Hehe, wow, it’s so much easier saying it now that you said it first.” 

In the blink of an eye, his arm slings across your shoulders to bring you closer into his side. Looking up, you see mischief and unbridled excitement sparkling right back. 

“If I had known you had feelings for me, I should have just teased you until you couldn’t take it anymore and confessed your little heart out,” he smirks while gazing down at you, and, consequently, your heart speeds up, “And, judging by how fast it’s beating right now, it wouldn’t have been long before you did.” 

“Oh, please,” you playfully push him away, “I've waited for the past year. I definitely could have waited another.” 

“Try three,” he grabs your hand and pulls you in once again. 

“Three? But I've known you for three years, and…” you start walking slowly with him as the dots start connecting like the stars in the sky. 

“Call it love at first sight then.”

You gag at the cliché line from all the stupid rom-coms you’ve seen together, “Then for me, it would have been…gee, the 102nd time? I don't know, I guess that face of yours just grew on me.” 

“Yeah, I suppose I have that effect on people,” he adjusts his grip on your hand, interlacing your fingers with his for a more secure grasp. 

“So…” you didn’t think this was going to happen, so, even though you may have had a fantasy or two about this, you have no idea on how to proceed, “Is this our first date?” 

“Well, I was planning on telling you on Valentine’s Day at your place, but someone was insistent on only hanging out with their boyfriend, so,” he shrugs, “I guess this is our first date.”

“Okay, perfect, so you can pay for my meal!” you stick your tongue out at him, “thanks for footing the bill, Suna!”

“Well, only on one condition: no more ‘Suna this’ or ‘Suna that,’” you both turn right, only one block away from the Chipotle. 

You blanch at that, “…What else am I supposed to call you then?” 

Honey? Babe? Sweetheart? All of those want to make you gag. 

“Did you forget I have a first name?” 

“Oh, shit, wait, you’re right, I get first name privileges!” you cheer a little now that you’re one of the very few people to be able to call him by his first name, “Please buy me food…Rintaro!” 

He falls dead silent, and, after a cough behind his hand, he merely utters one word, “A-again.” 

Oh, you’re totally going to use this; the power you have over him is nothing to scoff at, and you’re enjoying every second of it!

“Rintaro! Ooo, or, better yet: Rinnie! Rin! Wait, how about Taro? Your name is so multifunctional, I love it!” 

As you ramble on all the possible nicknames you can come up with for him, you’re tugged into the Chipotle without even realizing it. When you notice how red his face is, you almost feel bad.

Almost. 

As he falls in line with you in tow, he smiles softly at you, not paying attention to anything else around him as if they weren’t even there. He bends down to whisper in your ear.  

“Keep on saying my name like that, and I'll buy you all the food you want.” 

When Rintaro comes back with two bags of Chipotle, your hand shakes from how tightly you’re holding your phone. 

“Whoa, someone looks upset,” he saddles up in a stool right next to you, leaning in to see what’s on your phone, “What’re you watching?” 

You, at a loss for words, show him the short video he recently added to his story. It's him showing the couple the two of you saw at the stoplight and then switching the angle to show you with your back turned to them like a pouty child. There's also a caption that says, “pov: you can’t go on the swings because someone else got to it first.”  

“Aw, you look adorable when you’re jealous like that!” he unwraps the bowls from the bag, gently placing yours in front of you, “But, don’t worry, you don’t have to be jealous anymore now that you got me!” 

As the video loops back to the beginning, you stare blankly at the phone and then him, “Maybe I do.” 

He freezes mid-bite, spoon in mouth, with panic flashing in his eyes, “What’s that supposed to mean?!” 

ENDING NOTE: so uh this was an impulse write at 1am based off of seeing all these couples when i was out with my friend in the city yesterday! yes, i am the one who turned away; yes, my friend is the one who filmed me; but, no she is not suna <//3

anyways, i hope everyone has a great valentine's day!! whether you're with someone or by yourself, treat yourself because you deserve it <333 till next time!