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This year has been busy already and I’ve been on a mission to get a little more organized… I really NEED the organization and simplified routines that we had before. I spent a little time and revamped my planning sheets for our Home Binder so I thought I’d share them with you. You’ll find sheets to keep track of birthdays and anniversaries, upcoming holidays and events, garden planning…
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#anniversaries#birthdays#blog planning#checklists#family meeting#family planner#Free#garden planner#garden schedules#goal planning#habit tracker#holidays#homemade#Kirby&039;s Kitchen#Life#made from scratch#Meal Planning#monthly check list#organization#party planning#planners#printables#seasonal#top post
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Trying to plan and write blog posts when my books are all like this 👇 at the moment is an absolute pain
I’m having some refurbishment and painting work done in my room, which started last week and is being finished this coming Wednesday. We don’t see the point in putting my books back until everything is done so they’re stacked along the landing.
My room feels empty and I don’t like it.
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couldnt draw my thang for mid-autumn so treated myself to a calne redesign instead
#calne ca#hatsune miku#VOCALOID#cw: body horror#<- And I Fucking Mean That We Are Not Fucking Around Today#well we are. as in I drew this as a fuckaround treat for myself#but the body horror tag is the most warranted its ever been on this blog#ask to tag#I am as ever on my journey to make calne ca Worse. her OG version is too cool. even the crab ver is too cool#I need her to be worse to look at. I am also getting myself into to mood to test my hand at boarding a pmv for my friend's cover#I think my thought for this was ''I should try and give her a more insectoid bodyplan''#which in this mostly means gently three-part body and six limbs (my favourite amount of limbs to draw rn)#actually almost gave her eight but didnt like how that silhouette came out so I mermaided her uh. abdomen I guess#though maybe next time I do this I should push that idea more. the head and torso are still very distinct for one unified part#I feel like one of my old attempts was onto something with like. a more horizontal body plan... well! live and learn etc#happy late mid autumn I guess. I should play with touys about it... I miss model kits. mayhaps...
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I don't know who needs to hear this, but as a creator -
I am fine with "the audience" -
downloading my fics
printing my fics
copy/pasting or screenshotting my fics
sharing your saved copy of my fics with anyone else who might want them in the unlikely but never impossible case that my fics are no longer available on ao3
making a book of my fic(s) and running your fingers across the pages while lovingly whispering my precioussss
doing these things with anything I create for fandom, such as meta, headcanons, au nonsense like 'texts from the brodinsons,' etc
I am not fine with "the audience"
doing any of the above with the purpose/intent of plagiarizing my work or passing it off as their own in any capacity
feeding my work into ai for any reason whatsoever
Save the fandom things. Preserve the fandom things. Respect the fandom things.
Enjoy the fandom things.
#fanfic#ao3#archive of our own#fandom things#tumblr things#i may have said this at some point#i'm sure i have#but whatever - just in case#i don't say this with the presumption that i'm so amazing and people are clamoring to save my fics#but just if anyone is so inclined that's all#ftr i don't intend on ever removing my fics from ao3 or deleting fandom things from this blog#i've always shared my fandom things with the intent of keeping them shared bc that's the whole point of posting#but the fandom atmosphere and ao3 constantly being under attack who knows what can happen#not that this applies to anyone but should all else fail you can also reach out to me and i will personally give you a copy#at least of fics bc i save everything#not so much the tumblr things but this is a good reminder to myself that i should do that for the things i care about#that i've made or done and only posted here#anyway sorry i have now used up my quota of the putting words into sentences doing for today#i have plans to stare into the void now
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by the way
since trump was elected the three richest men in the world already saw billions be added to their net worth
meanwhile in southern pa, in a red county, blue collar workers were told they wouldn't be getting their christmas bonuses because their company would be buying a years worth of supplies in order to avoid trump's tariffs.
we fucking told you this would happen
#us politics#donald trump#fuck trump#supernatural#spn#taylor swift#ethel cain#kamla harris#blue collar worker#tariffs#trumps tax plan#dean winchester#destiel#us elections#politics#fucking idiots#dogs#cats#sam winchester#castiel#mother cain#hayden anhedönia#obx#boop#dean winchester edit#dean x castiel#grotesquerie#girl blogging#trump is a threat to democracy#never trump
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Nursery/Daycare idea:
A growth-chart style graphic for Littles next to the door of the nursery that functions similar to a clip-chart so that Caregivers don't need to use cues from their Little to figure out how old they feel and so that Littles don't need to pick a hard number, but instead it's more organized by "height" (more like baby, toddler, preschooler, elementary school, middle school, middle and adult).
And then if you have two Littles you can have multiple clips and kiddos and move them around to keep track. This could also be helpful if you're a flip or are working with another flip!
Here's how I envision it looking :D
Original image from firstgradegalore.blogspot.com
#put this in the Discord group chat and some friends said they really liked it#I want to go into detail about clip charts in another post I'll reblog under here because this is also about reconciling some trauma#sfw agere#agere#sfw age regression#sfw age regressor#sfw agere blog#sfw age dreamer#agere daycare plan#agere daycare#age regressor#autistic agere#agere sfw#agere blog#🎠 chatter
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2024.29.5
My exams will started the next week ,the first exam will be in Thursday and I should start tody if I want good grades and that what I want
So ! :
1.the first lecture of histology
2.the second lecture of histology
3.finish my book
4.clean my room
(the photo from Pinterest)
#study blog#study motivation#student life#student#studying#pharmacy student#study vlog#Study plans#pathology#Let's have good grades!
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reverb in an empty hall.
prints (all proceeds go towards aid for Gaza)
#the plan for this comic has been lying in my notes app for months now#i felt compelled to make it now#my mental health has really been in the pits lately which means ive been playing disco elysium a lot again#the bleak reality of the game and the beauty that persists in it despite *everything* in it comforts me#i love you disco elysium#i love you kim kitsuragi#i love you harry#take what you will from this comic but for me at least its about saving as many people as you can on your way out#i hope that's properly conveyed <3#disco elysium#harry dubois#kim kitsuragi#whirling in rags#stillindigo art#it may surprise some of u to know this but before the Palestinian genocide began I was predominantly just an art blog#I haven’t posted new art in 4 months
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predictions for trey bedroom card
Ko-fi | Shop
#twisted wonderland#trey clover#cater diamond#twst#comic#hi hello everyone#uhm that hiatus was not planned burnout got my ass real good#anyway i still like this blog but uh#it will not be as frequent#due to Real Life
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okay guys a rebranding is in order soon. i think my most likely course of action will be to create a new blog as opposed to using this one. ive gotten a lot of very kind messages in my inbox and i appreciate the support from all of you so much. unfortunately the chances of having my original blog returned to me are incredibly slim but i will wait a little longer before doing anything drastic 👍🏻 thank u guys will update
#on the off chance that my support ticket is responded to where i explained the whole missed email thing#and my blog comes back#i will rebrand regardless#but it would be nice to have my stuff back#also the reason i dont want to be firefox unofficial is because i really dont need to toe the line like that#i do not want to#also i have a plan for rebranding i dont need suggestions thank u though
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lost & found x x
#twst#twisted wonderland#sebek zigvolt#malleus draconia#twst silver#lilia vanrouge#fanart#this turns into an au#that bicycle is probably bought from human town during lilia's travel#i actually just planned to draw a vs picture between the sebek and the silver bcs it's so funny they comes one after another on the blog#like sebek is making it a match of notes but even tho he is so big his presence is so small compared to how adorable small silver and#small mal mal on that tiny bicycle#sebek's voice OFC I AM NO MATCH when babydragonwakasama is on the opposite side
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is it obvious that i’m a trappoler or
#THE PALETTE IS MORE DULL THAN USUAL#so in a way it doesn’t really feel like ashi art. but also a fun change of pace#but UGHHAAA ACE TRAPPOLA. healing me from the woes of school life#planning to get back to the event now 🫡 we shall see#the cherries were fun to doodle tho. and ace was fun to look at#I MEAAAN. cough#the fit is kinda just what I imagine ace to wear casually 🤔🤔🤔 is it tailored spec to my tastes? probs but. this is a yume blog after all#his kirakira face tho….. so obsessed w it#UGHHAA. ace trappola FRS#twst#twisted wonderland#twst wonderland#disney twst#twst fanart#twst art#twst ace#ace trappola#twsited wonderland#this misspell tag will always be SAUR funny to me#ashipiko draws ♪
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You've gotta be
(skibidi'ing)
kidding me.
Some dorito dude broke in while i was gardening.
[OG idea by @squidflavoredsoup]
#There's a strange cat in the house#we don't have cats in the neighbourhood what the fuck#i gotta keep tabs on this fella#unreality#bill cipher#book of bill#[Blog with Bill]#the book of bill#gravity falls#i do plan on continuing this#artists on tumblr
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That night at the lake... it was the first time I let myself think you might actually say it. I panicked, and it was daft and unfair, and I won't do it again.
#*#rwrbedit#rwrbsource#red white and royal blue#henry fox mountchristen windsor#henry fox#firstprince#henry x alex#rwrb#rwrb movie#filmedit#filmgifs#fyeahmovies#adaptationsdaily#chewieblog#userninz#iuserzoe#chrissiewatts#usertj#userclara#tusertha#uservik#swearphil#usermbg#userrlaura#usersteen#userrobin#i actually don't remember seeing gifs of this? i'm sure there are but not on my blog so#not what i was planning to gif but i got distracted by this underrated moment. the way his only concern is alex. god.#i wasn't sure if i should include the stuttering in the text or not but :((( bb
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I know it would probably be very difficult to get Mycheal away from his cabin. Not only because he's terrified of being seen by others but also because he has a garden and chickens to take care of.
But I've just been thinking, would MC ever be able to convince him to go on vaction together? There must be lots of places Mycheal has never seen before and it'd be lovely to get his reaction. I mean, has he ever watched an ocean sunset? Has he ever visited an old castle? I can't think of other things people do on vactions but you get what I mean. There's so many things to show him!
It's definitely possible!! He used to live as a nomad so he's seen his fair share of sights, but only accidentally if that makes sense. He's no stranger to different terrains and climates but he's never been a tourist. If MC's really close to him I think he'd love to give it a chance ::-)
Major major major!! spoilers below for one of the final endings:
I actually have a platonic good ending in mind where MC and Mychael pack their bags and bring the hens along for a roadtrip! It's meant to be a cute wholesome ending for people who just wanna be best friends with him without the romantic aspect <3!
#mushroom oasis vn#mychael ask#SERIOUSLY its a big spoiler and i rarely EVER share spoilers on this blog#but i feel like i wanna give a peek into what i have planned for those who want to know and dont mind it
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A request for the prompt "Stolen kisses" + Zayne!! Thank you so much :D
also I love your writing SOO much <3
prompt list reqs are: temporarily closed
49. stolen kisses
zayne; 1,720 words; fluff, fem!reader, no "y/n", whipped!zayne, implied sex, but still very saucy, zayne is hornee 24/7 and hes not afraid to show it
summary: 3 kisses, some stolen, others willingly given
a/n: i believe in my heart of hearts that zayne is barely keeping it together around the mc
one. After dinner, when the pair of you are cleaning up and your sleeves rolled up to your elbows, his arms snaking around your waist to pull you back into him as he presses a kiss to your neck before trailing his lips up to your cheek. Your laughter rings through the kitchen, folding around the pair of you like wings. His smile is soft, is radiant, is tender and absolute as he pulls back to regard you with his searching eyes.
“Good dinner?” he asks.
“The best,” you answer, grinning as you trail a finger along his jaw to tangle your fingers in his hair.
“Good…” he breathes the word against your cheek, leaning in, the ends of his bangs tickling the skin of your face. You make to pull back, but his arms loop tighter around your waist, pressing you close, holding you against the solid cool of the marble countertop.
“But we haven’t yet had dessert.”
Heat flushes up your neck and up, up, up till you can feel your face burning, as you blink up at him from beneath your lashes, feigning innocence.
“I didn’t know we had dessert planned on the menu.”
His grin goes sideways, his eyes taking on a darker, more dangerous light.
“It’s not always planned but…” his voice trails off as a tingling shiver races up your spine, “It is always… considered.”
And then, he leans in to kiss you — and he kisses you with a hunger that has nothing to do with the scrumptious meal you’ve just shared and everything to do with the pulsing heat coalescing between your bodies as he lifts you up onto the counter.
He kisses you like he wants to ruin your mouth for all other tastes but him; he kisses you as if he’s already been ruined by the taste of you.
two. It is unprofessional; you know — and so does he — to do this here, with your back pressed against the wood of his office door, his white coat slipping off his shoulders, his glasses nearly knocked askance by the force of this kiss.
You’d always known that just beneath his smooth, tempered glass facade is the kind of roiling heat that makes up the heart of the earth, the kind of passion that licked at the mouths of volcanoes and rends the sky into nothing but a devastation of ashes.
But here, now, the only rending is his fingers pressing into the dip of your waist, the only devastation his tongue as it traces along the inside of your teeth. You hear yourself make a low, wanton noise and feel him react, his fingers tightening impossibly, his mouth ever and ever more demanding.
“Z-Zayne… we —” but the words die on your lips as he drops his to the bare skin of your neck. You can’t help the gasp that tumbles from your mouth, nor the sudden flash of memory — crystal clear and sharp, as if carved from ice — of the night before, when he had sunk his teeth into your bare shoulder and twisted your hair with trembling fists. It had been pain and impossible, improbable passion. All urge and fire, desperation and need.
“Shhh…” Zayne murmurs against your skin, groaning softly as he finds your lips with his own again. And you are helpless all over again. Weak against the burning need of his embrace.
A soft knock shocks both of you from the frenzied passion soaking through your bones, threatening to blot out your good sense entirely. You pull apart, gasping. From the other side of the door comes the muffled voice of a nurse -
“Dr. Zayne? Your next patient is here. Shall I let him in?”
Zayne hisses out another breath before pulling away.
“Yes, just give me five minutes - finishing a report.”
You can't help the amused grin that tugs across your lips as the both of you make to tidy the slight mess you've made.
“So… I'm a report now, am I?”
But Zayne only regards you with a light, challenging look, quirking his brows.
“No.”
You blink, confused. Then Zayne smiles.
“We’re nowhere near finished.”
A fresh wave of heat crests up into your cheeks as you purse your lips, casting your eyes anywhere but Zayne's pleased face.
“Unprofessional,” you accuse, through the word lacks any vehemence, marred by the extensive blush still coloring your cheeks.
Zayne straightens his impeccably pressed white doctor's coat before taking three swift steps into your space, his chest nearly pushing against yours. He reaches out to tilt your chin up towards him and you feel a hitched breath caught like an insect in amber, suspended perfectly between your lungs and your throat.
Slowly, Zayne draws his thumb across the plush of your bottom lip. You feel his breath fanning across it like a wave of summer heat, found at the heart of winter itself.
“Only in front of you.”
He pulls away just as another gentle knock comes at the door, the nurse's voice announcing the arrival of Zayne's next patient. Zayne casts you one last lingering, meaningful look before gently nudging you aside to pull open the door, the vision of a young and promising doctor as he greets his patient with a small smile, the other hand guiding you towards the opened door.
"Don't forget to take your supplements,” he chides in a voice just gentle enough to inform polite company of his fondness for you, but nothing in it would hint at the indiscretions that had been committed only minutes prior.
"Okay,” you say, ducking your head as you brush by the middle- aged man blinking at the pair of you.
"And… see you at home.”
You only manage a nod and a squeak as the nurse chuckles behind her hand and the middle- aged man makes a soft noise of understanding.
three. You are both eighteen, and teetering on the edge of adulthood — though he’s already well on his way to stardom.
“Congrats — on the Starcatcher Award —“ you feel your throat catch around the words, and suddenly, your mouth is dry, your cheeks hot, your fingers twisting behind your back as you rock on the balls of your feet.
Zayne watches you, his expression thoughtfully blank, but his eyes — they’ve always been his tell. You meet them and search them and feel the fire caught behind them. His Evol might be ice, but… his soul has always been something that burns.
“Thanks,” he says, and you can almost taste the unsaid words bubbling just at the back of his throat. You wish he would tell you, but there’s a depthless chasm cut into the air between the pair of you, rough and jagged and —
“Do you know what I received the award for?”
You blink, startled. You purse your lips, looking away. It’d been too painful, too much to look into it, the knowledge of his brilliance always nipping at your heels like an unruly dog. It had pushed you forward, yes, but only out of the fear that if you let up even one single step, he’d race too far ahead and… leave you behind.
“N-no — I haven’t —“
“For my research on congenital heart defects in infants.”
The world slows, tunnels, and tilts around you. Your eyes jerk up to meet his and there — you see it, the blistering heart of all his so-called fire — and you remember suddenly that if it’s cold enough, the body starts to process the sensation as heat. That ice and fire are not so different.
That ice can also burn.
You find your own hands clutched just above where your heart beats inside your chest and you see his eyes flicker down towards them.
“Zayne —“
“I start work at a clinic next week.”
A frown creases at your temple.
“Our first appointment is on Tuesday.”
Your frown deepens.
“What do you —“
“To qualify for the Hunter Program, you need a medical verification of fitness. And… a primary care physician.”
At these last words, his eyes finally cut away. And here, in the dying light of his brand new living room, the sunset turns his glasses opaque for just a second. You’re left blinking in the aftermath of that light, the afterimages will be stained behind your eyelids for hours after — just that look, the firm line of his shoulders, the determined set of his mouth, his jaw, the softness in his fingers as he reached out to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear, his touch lingering against the bend of your cheek.
“L-Lying on reports would be a medical malpractice suit waiting to happen,” you say, your voice shaking with either delirium or emotion, you’re not sure which.
Zayne quirks an eyebrow, “I have no plans on lying.”
“But —“ your fingers clench at your chest.
“I’m just… confident in my own skills, that’s all.”
The shadow of a grin twists his lips and he turns back to you, his eyes cast in threads of molten gold.
“Oh… of course,” you let out a soft breath of laughter, toppling back into the sofa and tossing your arm across your eyes. A moment later, you feel the cushions of the sofa sink beside you.
“Hey, look at me.”
You drop your arm and turn, your head still pillowed against the back of the sofa. Zayne’s gaze flickers over every aspect of your face before he reaches out to take your hand in his. Slowly, he leans down to press his lips to your knuckles, letting his lips linger there till you make a soft, questioning noise at the back of your throat.
He looks back up with a knowing smile.
“Shall we get something to eat?”
You jump to your feet, “Y-yes! My treat — a congratulations gift!”
Zayne considers for a moment before sighing, “Alright, but just this once.”
“What, we’re not allowed to go out to dinner now that you’re a certified doctor?”
Zayne’s mouth twitches with amusement as he reaches for his coat.
“No, we’ll still go out for dinner — you’re just no longer allowed to pay for them.”
#love and deepspace#love & deepsace x reader#love and deepspace x you#zayne imagines#zayne x you#zayne love and deepspace#zayne x reader#zayne drabbles#love and deepspace fic#love and deepspace x reader#lads headcanons#lads x reader#l&ds x reader#love & deepspace#love and deepspace zayne#lads zayne#lads zayne x you#love and deepspace fluff#x reader#floofy floof floof#scheduled post#no im not dead and yes i do plan on continuing to write on this blog#but that mini-hiatus was very necessary and i feel a lot more...#energized? to write now?#also bc ive been reading a lot more books more consistently lately
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