#catch y'all later

[fox-mulder-gets-pegged]

Well gamers, today's the day! It's brain surgery day wish me luck 💛

[thegcng-arch]

okay i am losing my steam when it comes to writing so! i'm gonna watch some organization videos on youtube to hype myself up for cleaning my room lmao

[fadedrainbowbookshelves]

When you don't get to really see your husband except for the very end of the day.

[eggyolkguzzler]

Gonna be busy for most of the day. Haley's dragging me out for lunch and a shopping trip, and tonight I gotta catch a movie with the boys.

I'll try and chat with you guys when I get a little free time, but if I don't see you for the rest of the day, sit tight! I'll be back.

Remember to stretch and eat today, bros and broettes!

Or I'll get you.

[revenantghost]

[dipplinduo]

Fun fact about me: April 18th is my birthday! :)

And part of what I wanted to do to celebrate this year was to give back. Introducing * ~ a dipplinshipping birthday oneshot ~ * :

Rating: T

Summary:

Today was Kieran's birthday, but it was the last thing that mattered to him. In fact, he vowed it would never matter to him again. Instead, he would focus on things that would keep him strong: his battling, his strategizing, and his crown as the Blueberry Champion. His sister and the Elite Four won't stop asking him random questions, though, and if anyone brings up Juliana any more than they already have since she arrived as an exchange student, he's seriously going to lose it. But...why can't he stop thinking about her? And why is everyone acting so suspicious?!

A bittersweet birthday celebration fic for anyone who's had complicated feelings about their birthday. <3

Take this as a thank you to all of those who have followed my work and/or my Tumblr blog. I wouldn't have imagined having the support of this wonderful community on my last birthday, and I can't even begin to describe how encouraged and inspired I have felt to write since finding you guys. I have never written this much for this long, consistently, and your constant feedback and comments seriously brighten my day more than Juliana brightens up Kieran, LOL. Hope you enjoy this! <333

(And yeah, this fic is the "event based idea" that this poll was about. I thought it was so funny that some of you thought it was gonna be some devastating angst LMAOOOO. That's for after TTPD releases, tysm for the bday gift Taylor.)

[rainycat2]

dare not say that a man forgets sooner; i have loved none but you

The Dead on Main fanfic I promised. AO3 link here! First chapter is short.

(Edit 3/6/23 for clarity)

Chapter One: The Invite

Constantine knew that, on occasion, he had the seemingly-supernatural ability to get himself into some really, truly, utterly bonkers situations. Being a magician in the first place would be a good starting place, much less having effectively escaped death itself by selling his soul sixty ways to Sunday. 

But this?

This was the shit frosting on the particularly radioactive, glowing-green shit cake.

Really, his day had been going pretty well before all of this happened. Comparatively. There hadn’t been any major crises or bullshit that he’d been dragged into, or forced to consult on. The only thing on his docket was the meeting at the Watchtower he was being “asked” to “advise” on, regarding a JLD matter that had the potential to need the daylight League. See, he knew it wasn’t necessary, but the damn Bat was so paranoid he’d jump at a shadow if it so much as flickered the wrong way, so. 

Watchtower it was.

The meeting had progressed relatively normally, to his relief, but close to the end, right when he’d started considering actually lighting the cigarette that dangled between his teeth, right when he’d started properly zoning out… power zipped down his spine, shocking him into sitting straight up. Cold shot down his arms, gooseflesh rising at the sensation as he blinked, then cursed. Captain Marvel shot up as well, looking around like he’d been hit over the head with a pan.

Death magic.

“Get back from the table, you bloody-!” Before he could even finish the curse, a glowing green hole in goddamned reality ripped open in front of his eyes, hovering above the table. It hurt to look at, frankly, the sickly neon green turning to black to green to purple to white to green-- 

Augh, Jesus. He tore his eyes away before the not-fully-in-reality hole could melt his brain. “Don’t look at the damn thing,” he barked, shielding his eyes slightly with a hand.

“What is it,” Bats growled, every line in his posture screaming defense, tenseness, ready to fight.

“It’s-”

A sharp, comical, almost cartoonish pop hit their ears, once again cutting the Brit off as two envelopes fluttered to the meeting room table, the hole in reality just. Disappearing. There one second, gone the next before he could even process. 

Constantine sighed heavily, taking a long, long swig from the flask tucked into his coat pocket before he examined the letter, noting the swirling black script addressed to him. Well, nothing really to lose, he noted, picking it up and breaking the seal quickly.

To John Constantine, Tenant of the House of Mystery, Master of the Arcane Arts, Deceiver of Death, and all other titles that he Lay Claim to;

His High Majesty of the Infinite Realms, of Purgatory, of the Underworld and all other names through History and Time, High King Daniel Phantom, Balance of Life and Death, Champion of All, Ancient of Space, requests your presence at the upcoming Samhain Ball. 

Attire is black-tie, masks are optional, and weapons are restricted. All souls upon acceptance of this invitation shall be bound to an oath of peace for the duration of the Ball, which shall last one Earth day, twenty-four hours, or one rotation of the Planet Earth orbiting Sol in the Milky Way Galaxy.

Accommodations for all who request it shall be made in the King’s Keep in the Infinite Realms, with travel, food, and all other necessary needs provided. 

The Samhain Ball is dated to October 31st, 20XX to the early morning of November 1st, 20XX. 

Please either accept or decline this invitation by October 5th, 20XX so the appropriate accommodations can be arranged.

-Their Excellency, Ancient of Time, Former Consort of King Pariah Dark, Advisor to the King, Lord Clockwork of the Infinite Realms

“...shit."

[torchstelechos]

I have had dinner, time for my cookies and cream cheesecake + tea time

[analyticallyminded]

ik i'm not on a lot rn anyway but we just got hit hard by the hurricane and i live in the middle of the freaking mountains. i and my family are alright but a lot of the little towns around us got hit super hard and it's still not over, we've still got massive amounts of flooding, and it's stopped raining now but it's supposed to start again tomorrow or sunday, and a ton of people are without power and there are entire towns underwater, it's a big mess.

anyway this is mostly to say, if you wouldn't mind keeping us in your thoughts and prayers and good vibes and whatever you may have, it'd be greatly appreciated.

[tvrningout]

i don't have it in me to ramble about k.aigaku, but he's maybe the only legitimately mean character i've ever been able to write, and i have to say rn that i'm sorry for whatever comes out of his mouth asdf

[nguyenfinity]

A Cinderella AU can be something so deep and personal and life-changing on a molecular level actually--

@niicookie thought up Cinderniki and I immediately got brainrot so here you all go <3

[jiung-s]

this week was a real mess but i'm back and i'm going to catch up on all the stages i haven't giffed yet 🧍🏻‍♀️🫡

[yakdee]

I can't watch Pit Babe until later in the evening so I will be blocking the tag. I know today's episode is finna be CRAZY and my chronically online ass can't stay off tumblr for more than 10 minutes so I'm not taking any chances lol

This is one of the reasons why Bad Buddy is on my "Dramas I wish that I could for the first time again" list. I didn't block the tags for the finale and spoiled the big reveal for myself — NEVER AGAIN!

[fluffs-n-stuffs]

Thinking about Eusine's hairstyle in my style tonight ✍️✨

Lil' bonus under the cut ->

[conretewings]

Dear fictionkin/therians etc,

You can just say you really like a character/animal and relate to them or see some attribute you'd like to have yourself without insisting you're actually genuinely that character or animal you know. It's okay. I know you're probably a Sad Teen™ and life sucks or you're just terminally online in which case go outside and/or get some goddamn therapy-in fact in either instance go the fuck outside and get some therapy-and I'm sorry to be the bad guy here but it's not real. You're not actually that character. You're not a wolf or fox or whatever. Life fucking blows ass and I know this but retreating further into a rabbit hole of imaginary bullshit is ultimately not going to help you.

[lavenoon]

Blorbo thoughts(tm) but this time I’m directing them at you! For all the blorbos!!

I imagine that Eclipses favourite kind of kisses from Agent Neon are hand kisses (several for each hand)

What are Sun & Moon’s fav kinda kisses to receive from Robin? What makes these boys just swoon and melt into a puddle of animatronic? :3

Of course several for each hand! Just one each on only four hands, what kind of research would that be? No no no, to come to any significantly powerful results, of course you gotta pepper the boy in kisses! <3

Sun really likes getting kisses on his mouth - he may not have lips to reciprocate with, but he'll nuzzle back some! He loves how impossible it is to misinterpret those, and as we all know, he loves flaunting all the good he has - Robin definitely is a part of that! Also just a teensy tiny giddy about how small they are, when they pull him down or ask him to lean down, depending on their mood, and how much that proves that they want this, too. But, in quieter moments, without any audience, Robin will sometimes raise their hands while their fingers are just laced together, and then kiss the back of his hand, and it melts him into a puddle every time. He was so scared that they'd be terrified of what those hands can do - the obvious show of affection in all its tender glory just gets to him <3

Moon doesn't really have a preference for the where, but he's a fiend for sleepy kisses. Whether about to fall asleep or just waking up, he loves being close enough for kisses any time Robin sleeps around him (given their nocturnal schedule, it's actually rare for him to see them sleep!). And a tired little bird who can't even try to reach for anything specific, but is so determined to show affection that they just kiss whatever is available to them? Arm, (clothed, sorry) chassis, in some cases even just an awkward chin kiss - he loves it, he eats it up, and he might just pull them closer for more cuddles and kisses as they start giggling at how predictable he is. He doesn't mind predictable - being soft and domestic together took them long enough, some embarrassment won't stop him now <3