#feel free to ask me more if u want more info !!!!!!!!!!!

[ladytauria]

wip priority list

the sweetness of honey — JayTim. Reverse Robins. AOB. After Jason is captured and given to Tim as a gift, he goes into heat. Tim claims him as his mate… and now the two have to figure out how to navigate their lives together in between secrets, family drama, and their own insecurities.

teenage fantasies — JayTim. Canon ‘verse. Twin fics exploring two separate teen fantasies of Jason & Tim’s. The first fic is done, the second I… have technically started but scrapped everything for. It deals with Jason fantasizing about Wonder Woman, and the lasso of truth… and their homemade recreation using modified truth pollen & rope.

honey, cardamom, and coffee — JayTimJay. I haven’t actually decided on an order for that title yet but it will feature some combination of those 3 things. Sequel to smoke, cloves, and honey, in which Omega Jason from the alternate universe brings Alpha Jason over to stay with him & his mate. I have some things written but no coherent plot yet.

vampire dick sequel — RobinPile, with a spotlight on DickSteph. The second step in Dick’s plan to make all of the Robins his own.

dom!omega ‘verse — JayTim. I have more plans for this universe—starting with the next fic, where they officially start courting ;) Yeah, they’re doing things a bit out of order but that’s alright. I have a loose plot but no writing yet~

misc prompt fics — There are a few specific prompts that I have a lot written for I’ll be prioritizing first, including a JayTimSteph & Jaycest prompt, but any prompt will be fair game.

bonus: brujay first heat; brujay soothing voice; dicktim sex ed; and jaytim wingfic sequel.

i made one of these last year too but i made the choice to focus on events (ship/character weeks & a zine) instead.

the self-imposed rules of the list are: i will pick a handful of my wips to make a priority, which means these are the fics i want to focus on. i can work on any wip i want, on the list or not, but on days idk what to write, these are the ones i’ll do. and the list will be updated as i (hopefully) finish wips or if i reach an impasse.

the list is numbered but there is actually no particular order to them; i just like them that way for random rolling purposes… which is also why i kept it to 6 bc yeah, random number generators are great but i love dice shsjdj

[collarful-clover]

whag if you draw gakupo in pjsk units,, like outfits for him or card redraws over kaito or something i jus think thatd be neat, fellow gakupo enjoyer -🦇

I actually do !!! They’re incredibly dusty and I really need to draw them again but I designed them about 2 years ago, I used them a lot for tiktok videos on my second account (back when I was active. Rip)

In fact, the little guy I posted a while ago from a wip is his Niigo variant bc the main drawing was Niigo Kaito :D

I have fully fleshed lore and interactions and what roles he plays in each sekai. For example in MMJ he’s a newbie idol just like Minori and is thrilled to be there no matter what is happening, he’s MMJ’s (and the VS) biggest fan. In Niigo he’s incredibly introverted and spends a lot of his time crying, he desperately wants to get closer with Kaito but since Kaito is so rude it’s hard for him to stay near him. There’s more lore and has individual relationships with the human members but this post would be too long

As for art, there’s a handful of things I’ve posted to here of him in his sekai outfits! I’ll link some below. There’s more if you go through my art tag ofc

WxS GakuKai L/n GakuKai + doodles WxS, VBS and more VBS GakuKai wearing the same outfit

[valakiir]

Okay! I have a list!

Dappled Shadow and Penumbral Light: 476k ((post canon, canon divergent))

https://archiveofourown.org/works/29523117/chapters/72539019

Coping skills: ((modern with magic. Kink au)) 250k, wip

https://archiveofourown.org/works/37710151/chapters/94144303

Mitosis: 4k, explicit. ((Many Calebs for 1 Essek))

https://archiveofourown.org/works/38491951?view_adult=true

The Mind and The Malady: 39k ((hanahaki au))

https://archiveofourown.org/works/33102445/chapters/82175428

some things time can't fix: 25k ((daemon au))

https://archiveofourown.org/works/33345520/chapters/82812604

the hole in the stone: 13k ((post canon. Letters))

https://archiveofourown.org/works/46722745/chapters/117673498

a body in absentia: 103k. Explicit ((scourger au, so bren/essek, not caleb. Featuring essek's complicated relation to sex))

https://archiveofourown.org/works/47926114/chapters/120834481

sleeping in the shadow of an other self: 32k ((post canon))

https://archiveofourown.org/works/24209578/chapters/58319935

What is everyone's favorite Shadowgast fics???

[luxaofhesperides]

i LOVE ur dc oc and am begging for more art of them (only if u wanna ofc!!!!) also can i PLEASE draw them!!!!

im glad u like manako!!! It's what she deserves <3

i didnt draw that pic of her tho, that was commission!! im 100% going to com another one of her, everyone needs to see her. unfortunately i cant draw but i can write!! once i have more time to dedicate to her i'll be dropping drabbles and snippets of her fic :)

also YES OF COURSE U CAN DRAW HER i will always support manako appreciation!!!

[jamingbenn]

year in review - hockey rpf on ao3

hello!! the annual ao3 year in review had some friends and i thinking - wouldn't it be cool if we had a hockey rpf specific version of that. so i went ahead and collated the data below!!

i start with a broad overview, then dive deeper into the 3 most popular ships this year (with one bonus!)

if any images appear blurry, click on them to expand and they should become clear!

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before we jump in, some key things to highlight: - CREDIT TO: the webscraping part of my code heavily utilized the ao3 wrapped google colab code, as lovingly created by @kyucultures on twitter, as the main skeleton. i tweaked a couple of things but having it as a reference saved me a LOT of time and effort as a first time web scraper!!! thank you stranger <3 - please do NOT, under ANY circumstances, share any part of this collation on any other website. please do not screenshot or repost to twitter, tiktok, or any other public social platform. thank u!!! T_T - but do feel free to send requests to my inbox! if you want more info on a specific ship, tag, or you have a cool idea or wanna see a correlation between two variables, reach out and i should be able to take a look. if you want to take a deeper dive into a specific trope not mentioned here/chapter count/word counts/fic tags/ship tags/ratings/etc, shoot me an ask!

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with that all said and done... let's dive into hockey_rpf_2024_wrapped_insanity.ipynb

BIG PICTURE OVERVIEW

i scraped a total of 4266 fanfics that dated themselves as published or finished in the year 2024. of these 4000 odd fanfics, the most popular ships were:

Note: "Minor or Background Relationship(s)" clocked in at #9 with 91 fics, but I removed it as it was always a secondary tag and added no information to the chart. I did not discern between primary ship and secondary ship(s) either!

breaking down the 5 most popular ships over the course of the year, we see:

super interesting to see that HUGE jump for mattdrai in june/july for the stanley cup final. the general lull in the offseason is cool to see as well.

as for the most popular tags in all 2024 hockey rpf fic...

weee like our fluff. and our established relationships. and a little H/C never hurt no one.

i got curious here about which AUs were the most popular, so i filtered down for that. note that i only regex'd for tags that specifically start with "Alternate Universe - ", so A/B/O and some other stuff won't appear here!

idk it was cool to me.

also, here's a quick breakdown of the ratings % for works this year:

and as for the word counts, i pulled up a box plot of the top 20 most popular ships to see how the fic length distribution differed amongst ships:

mattdrai-ers you have some DEDICATION omg. respect

now for the ship by ship break down!!

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#1 MATTDRAI

most popular ship this year. peaked in june/july with the scf. so what do u people like to write about?

fun fun fun. i love that the scf is tagged there like yes actually she is also a main character

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#2 SIDGENO

(my babies) top tags for this ship are:

folks, we are a/b/o fiends and we cannot lie. thank you to all the selfless authors for feeding us good a/b/o fic this year. i hope to join your ranks soon.

(also: MPREG. omega sidney crosby. alpha geno. listen, the people have spoken, and like, i am listening.)

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#3 NICOJACK

top tags!!

it seems nice and cozy over there... room for one more?

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BONUS: JDTZ.

i wasnt gonna plot this but @marcandreyuri asked me if i could take a look and the results are so compelling i must include it. are yall ok. do u need a hug

top tags being h/c, angst, angst, TRADES, pining, open endings... T_T katie said its a "torture vortex" and i must concurr

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BONUS BONUS: ALPHA/BETA/OMEGA

as an a/b/o enthusiast myself i got curious as to what the most popular ships were within that tag. if you want me to take a look about this for any other tag lmk, but for a/b/o, as expected, SID GENO ON TOP BABY!:

thats all for now!!! if you have anything else you are interested in seeing the data for, send me an ask and i'll see if i can get it to ya!

[the-real-loser-otaku-girl]

BLOCK DONT REPORT PRETTY PLS

if u r in recovery this blog could be triggering pls stay safe!!

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pronouns: she/him

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yall r my dolls <3

feel free 2 send asks! i recolour manga for pfps, make userboxes and make dividers so if u ever want sum just lmk!

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[giveafike]

ben shelton taking you on a date after flirting for months on atp/wta tour 😋

TLDR: Tennisplayer!fem reader x Ben Shelton flirting on tour until Ben acc gets a grip and asks reader out.

EDIT: part 2 here!

Word count + info: 5.1k! A LONG one but I just do not know how to stfu!! Dialogue (including comments, texts, phone calls - lots of flirting and teasing). Mentions of Carlos Alcaraz too (couldn't resist) alongisde Frances Tiafoe and Taylor Fritz.

Character Inspo: She's cheeky n playful (was listening to Promiscuous Girl - Nelly Furtado & 5 Star Hotel - Raye as I was writing this amongst many other similar songs so.... yea...behaviour like Sabrina Carpenter - yk just... fun! I didn't write any specifications but in my head I was envisioning Tyla so! But put whoever you want to cast ;)

Warnings + Content Ahead: SFW, this is sooo cute. There is a little naughty tsk tsk suggestive scene (CAR SCENE - feel free to skip) bit but nothing NSFW, teasing, playful relationship, little jabs here n there, hope its making ur feet kick! I hope it's funny too, like it makes u smile bc I had sm fun writing this !

Azzie Notes ✚: I literally gasped and giggled when I saw this prompt - I can't!!! SO, so, soooo cute I loved this prompt anon pls keep sending me more, you have this writer wrapped around your finger now. I love the idea of Ben with a WTA player, such a cute and fun dynamic!! Anyways, hope you all enjoy ;)

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Game, Set, Match - B.T.S

You stood on the court, the crowd's roar fading into a distant hum as you focused on the match ahead. A small smile played on your lips, and your eyes narrowed in determination. The bright sun overhead felt like a spotlight, buzzing on your skin, illuminating your every move and sharpening each muscle in your body. You were a force to be reckoned with — both polarising and captivating, your quick wit and cheeky banter stirred strong opinions. With a playful shrug and a blown kiss to the crowd, you dismissed the critics, your confidence as effortless as your serves.

Years of competing in Junior Opens had forged your resilience, and now you have been stepping into the world of professional tennis, where the stakes were higher and opponents fiercer. You had navigated this transition well over the past few years, finding your rhythm amidst the pressure, your footing steady on the path to greatness. The attention came quick too, especially with names like Nike wanting you to be an ambassador, and all sorts of products wanting you to be the face of the company, from protein powders to headphones - it was endless. The taste of victory was sweet and addictive, each match bringing you closer to the big prizes and recognition you had longed for. But just when you thought you had everything figured out, a whisper of uncertainty began to tug at the edges of your focus... not a what, but more a who?

In the past year and a half, life on tour has shifted for you in a whole different gear. Don't get it twisted, tennis remained top priority, but there was an undeniable spark that made the grind far more enjoyable and unpredictable, and that spark was no other than Ben Shelton. You first noticed him from afar, where casual nods turned into lingering glances that made the hair on your skin stand. With his raw power, boyish grin, and confidence that radiated from him, "Big Ben" was impossible to ignore. But it was during the Australian Open earlier this year that things between you really began to heat up.

Ben was anything but subtle. Once he set his sights on you, his flirting was relentless. You couldn’t help but feel flattered; it was hard not to get hooked to that buzz. After all, it wasn’t every day that a guy like him, full of charm and a teasing smile paid you so much attention. Others had thrown glances your way and offered compliments, but Ben? He stepped up his game like no one else.

Your first interaction was at a practice session where Ben sat by in the empty stands, right up by the court, arms folded and a smirk on his face. You could feel his gaze following you, his presence hard to shake off, not that you wanted to. As you finish another practice set, you heave, closing your fist to celebrate, and walk over to your bag, glancing up as his eyes light up as you catch his.

“You’re looking decent out there,” he teased, leaning over the railing, his voice laced with a challenge.

You stopped, placing a hand on your hip as you shot him a smirk, squinting up at him as you caught your breath. “Decent? It’s okay, I get it, it must be tough admitting I’m shaping up better than you.”

He laughed, stepping closer, his eyes never leaving yours. “Better? That’s a stretch, Y/N. But I’ll let you keep thinking that.”

You shrugged, a teasing grin playing on your lips. “Believe it or not, it’s happening, Ben,” you winked before slinging your bag over your shoulder and heading toward the tunnel. His chuckle followed you as you disappeared from sight.

The banter didn’t end there, though. Throughout the tournament, you could feel his eyes on you, watching during your matches. On TikTok, he left comments that had both your fans and his buzzing. One day after you posted a training video, he had commented: “You sure you’re training for tennis and not modeling?”

You grinned, tapping out a reply. “I’m great at multitasking. What’s your excuse?”

His response was instant. “Just waiting for you to finally give me a real challenge.”

Comments turned into small conversations as you passed by each other, where you’d joke and flirt like it was the most natural thing in the world. His relentless teasing was addictive.  

It cooled off slightly to just a couple of liked stories and posts until Wimbledon had rolled around. By this point, the stakes felt higher. You were in top form, but off the court, the media seemed just as interested in your interactions than your matches. And it didn't end there either, it wasn't long before other peers started piqueing interest. For example, Carlos? He wasn’t subtle either.

After a long match, you were relaxing in the players’ lounge when Carlos wandered over, his smile too bright to ignore. He leaned against the table beside you, casually close.

“You were on fire out there today. Maybe we should hit the practice courts sometime,” he suggested with a casual grin.

You tilted your head, a playful glint in your eyes. “Careful, Carlos. I wouldn’t want to embarrass you in front of your fans.”

He chuckled, shaking his head. “I’ll risk it. Besides, we’re both Nike athletes, we’ve got to stick together.”

Before you could reply, Ben Shelton walked into the room, his gaze locking onto you and Carlos immediately. His smile didn’t falter, but the way he sized up the interaction was hard to miss. He strolled over, hands in his pockets, exuding calm confidence.

“Carlitos,” Ben greeted, his tone casual, though the unspoken tension hung between the lines. “What’s this? Making future practice plans?”

Carlos shot Ben a quick glance, still smiling but aware of the shift. “Just talking about tennis, you know,” he said lightly. “Gotta keep sharp.”

Ben’s eyes flicked between you and Carlos before landing squarely on you. “I’m sure you can manage without help. She’s been getting a lot of attention lately, let her breathe.”

Carlos gave you a light tap on the arm before backing off, offering a polite nod. “Catch you later, Y/N.”

You waved him off with a smile. “See you around, Carlos.”

Once Carlos was out of earshot, Ben shifted a little closer, though still maintaining that casual air. “You’ve got him interested,” he commented, his voice dropping lower.

You looked up at him through your lashes, the corner of your mouth lifting into a sly grin. “What, jealous, Shelton?”

Ben’s grin spread wider, but his tone remained easygoing. “Nah, just keeping tabs. Making sure I’m not falling behind.”

You stood up slowly, meeting his gaze as you adjusted your posture, your eyes glinting with mischief. “I don’t mix business and pleasure, Ben. We’re both Nike—gotta keep it professional.”

He chuckled, tilting his head. “So, you’re saying you’re all business?”

You turned to face him fully, taking a step closer, your voice dropping to a teasing whisper. “Oh, not always. But you’ll have to keep up to find out.”

With that, you brushed past him, leaving a lingering tension in the air. His eyes followed you as you walked away, and you could practically feel his grin growing. The banter was always playful, but now, with each exchange, the stakes seemed to rise; the unspoken understanding was clear: the game was very much on.

As the summer heat intensified, so did the buzz around Nike’s newest campaign. Your latest photoshoot was all about capturing both your athleticism and your bold personality. In a blue baby tee top with a heart-shaped keyhole and a matching skort, you struck poses that screamed confidence, captioned simply: "Ready?"

The comments rolled in quickly, and it didn’t take long before Ben made his appearance.

It didn’t take long for the comments to roll in. And as expected, Ben was quick to chime in.

benshelton:

"You call that ready? Looks more like you’re just warming up."

You chuckled, tapping your response.

Y/N.Y/LN:

"Warming up is all I need to beat you, Shelton."

benshelton:

"Beat me? Let's not get ahead of ourselves... You'd need more than a warm-up for that."

The banter was familiar, yet it always left you with a smirk. You leaned into the challenge.

Y/N.Y/LN:

"Careful, or I might just take that as a challenge."

benshelton:

"I play to win."

The playful back-and-forth didn’t go unnoticed by your fans, but it was clear this game of teasing wasn’t just for show. It must've been a week before it escalated further. You hsd landed a major Victoria’s Secret campaign, and it was unlike anything you had done before. They flew you out to Paris and guided you through the whole thing. The theme was dark and seductive—a fallen angel vibe. Lingerie, lace, and the kind of allure that left little to the imagination. You felt powerful, but also aware of how this would get attention—not just from the public, but from Ben.

You posted one of the shots late that night. The lighting was dramatic, casting soft shadows across your body as you reclined in lace.

The caption was simple yet suggestive: "Best kept secret. VS Summer 2024 Fallen Angel Collection, from me to you."

Naturally, Ben couldn’t resist commenting.

benshelton: Fallen angel, huh? Guess that means you’re trouble.

You rolled your eyes, suppressing a smile as you typed out your reply.

Y/N.Y/LN:: I thought you liked trouble.

It was no surprise when he slid into your DMs right after that.

benshelton: "I do. But you're playing a dangerous game."

You bit your lip, leaning back against your hotel bed. It was late, and the quiet Paris night settled around you, but your heart raced.

Y/N.Y/LN: " A game? Who said I’m playing? "

benshelton: "You might not be playing, but you're already winning."

You hesitated for a moment, then smirked as you typed out your next message.

Y/N.Y/LN: "And here I thought you said you could keep up."

Almost immediately, your phone buzzed again. This time, it wasn’t another text. It was a FaceTime call. You let it ring for a beat or two, your pulse quickening, before answering.

Ben’s face appeared on your screen, his hair slightly damp and his grin all too familiar. "You really know how to mess with a guy’s head, you know that?"

You smiled, pulling your covers up over you and leaning into the pillow. "What’s got you all worked up? It’s just a campaign."

He scoffed, running a hand through his hair. "Just a campaign? C’mon, you know exactly what you’re doing."

You blinked up at him, teasing. "And what is it that I am doing, Ben?"

His grin widened, but there was a glint in his eyes. "You’re pushing my limits. You're tempting me"

You chuckled, biting your lip as you let his words settle over you. "Tempting? Now that’s an accusation if I ever heard one. Maybe you're just easy to push."

Ben raised an eyebrow, viting a smile back as well. "Maybe I am. But you better be careful, or you might get burned."

The heat in his gaze made your heart skip, but you kept your tone light. "I think I can handle the heat."

Ben’s smile deepened. "That’s what I’m counting on."

You stared at each other through the screen, the tension palpable even across the distance.

Finally, you smirked, pulling the covers higher. "Goodnight, Shelton."

He sighed, but his grin didn’t falter. "Goodnight, angel. Sweet dreams."

From there, the texts seemed to pour out. Every random moment, one of you would reply to a post or find some excuse to message or call, any reason to interact. You had a secret surprise up your sleeve which you knew would practically bring Ben to his knees for you if he wasn't there already, and it had something to do with a custom dress for a red carpet.

It was a hot July night in Spain, the night draped itself around you like a warm embrace, the energy of the red carpet charity event still pulsing in the air. Your dress—a stunning, sheer, sand-colored creation—clung to your body in all the right places, slit at the thigh, your hair pinned back, accentuating your glossy, sheen skin on your neck down your shoulders. The dress shimmered under the streetlights, leaving just enough to the imagination, but not too much.

Photos were posted by your team, "behind the scene" shots and red carpet poses.  The cameras had devoured every moment, the attention was full on and the night buzzed well. You reveled in the limelight and felt like a true celebrity for the night but, as the evening wore on, you began to feel drained from all the social interactions and wished you could just be alone with your phone, texting the one man who truly kept you on your toes.

Finally, as you collapsed into the backseat of your car, exhausted but exhilarated from the night's events, your phone buzzed with a missed call from Ben. The driver glanced back at you through the rearview mirror as you eagerly turned on your phone and smiled to yourself. In that moment, all you wanted was to be alone with Ben and continue this thrilling game of flirtation and surprises. You call him back after a minute passes, butterflies in your stomach fluttering away.

"Couldn't wait, could you?" you teased, giggling as you leaning back against the plush seat. His grin appeared instantly, filling your screen.

"Wait? After that post?" Ben's voice was a mixture of playful frustration and barely concealed admiration. His eyes roamed over your dimly lit image through the screen as though he could see you sitting there in that dress. "You’ve been trying to kill me with these looks for months, but this? This is the final straw."

You laughed softly, pretending to adjust the neckline of your dress as he clearly struggled to keep his composure. "I'm just doing my job. Don’t get too distracted."

Ben shook his head, a grin still lingering on his lips. "Distracted? I’ve been refreshing Instagram like a madman just to catch another angle of you. And from what I saw, I’m not the only one. You’ve got every guy on tour dropping their jaw."

You smirked, rolling your eyes playfully. "You jealous?"

"Jealous? Let’s see. Alcaraz, Ruud… even Tsitsipas liked your post. You know that guy doesn’t just like anything. But trust me, no one’s more jealous than me," Ben teased, his voice dipping lower.

You laughed softly, brushing a hand over your dress as you adjusted the fabric, playing coy. "Ben, there’s only one person I’m trying to get a rise out of—and it’s definitely not them."

His grin widened, eyes gleaming through the screen,scheming away, "Glad to hear that. So...how about you give me something a little more exclusive?Just a sneak peek. Something that’s all mine."

You crossed your legs slowly, feeling the slit in the dress reveal just a bit more skin, and you caught the driver’s eyes flicking up to the rearview mirror. He quickly cleared his throat and looked away.

You smirked, feeling a rush of boldness. "I'm in public, Shelton. What are you suggesting?"

Ben’s eyes glinted with mischief, his grin widening. "Nothing crazy. Just a little something to hold me over."

You raised an eyebrow, leaning back, the sound of the city humming outside as you sighed. You stretched your legs out across the backseat, angling your body to the side, draping yourself across the backseat for a full body shot. The dress shifted, catching the city light while still being dimly lit, showing off your figure perfectly as you lounged effortlessly. "Is this what you had in mind, Ben? A full shot?" you purred, looking up at your phone, your eyes sweet and innocent.

Ben’s jaw tightened, his chest rising as he exhaled sharply. "Damn, Y/N, I knew you'd look good, but this…" He let out a low whistle, leaning closer to the screen, his eyes glinting and a blush creeping up all over. "You’re not playing fair."

You smirked, enjoying the power shift. "Fair? You asked for it, Shelton."

He laughed, but it was strained, the heat in his voice unmistakable. "Yeah, but you know how to take it to another level. Now I'm the one who's going to be distracted all night." His tone softened, a teasing edge returning. "Just one more reason for me to fly out, don't you think?"

"One more reason?" you echoed, playing with the neckline of your dress, a smile teasing your lips. "I think I’ve given you more than enough."

Ben groaned softly, running a hand through his hair, clearly captivated.

" Y/N, you don’t know what I’d do if I was there right now."

Your heart skipped a beat. "Yeah? What would you do?"

"I’d start with that dress," Ben murmured, his eyes never leaving yours through the screen. "Slowly. You know, just enough to tease. Then—"

The driver cleared his throat, and you bit back a laugh. Ben noticed, his eyes narrowing playfully. "Caught?"

"Almost," you whispered, your pulse quickening as you adjusted in your seat, the thrill of being on the edge of danger sending a shiver down your spine. "You’re getting me into trouble."

"Ben’s gaze softened, though his grin stayed. "Me? You’re the one that looks like that." He paused, his voice low and rough. "God, if I could just be there…"

"Careful," you warned, grinning as you looked at him through half-lidded eyes. "You might lose yourself completely."

Ben’s gaze darkened, and his voice dropped even lower. "Maybe I’m okay with losing it when it comes to you."

You bit your lip, heart racing as you shifted in your seat. The driver’s eyes flicked up to the mirror again, and you quickly glanced away, fighting the blush creeping up your neck. “You’re dangerous, Shelton. Keep talking like that, and I might have to mute you.”

“Go ahead. Mute me,” he dared, his voice thick with challenge. “But I bet you won’t.”

You smiled, a small, teasing hum escaping your lips. “Oh, you think I’m scared?”

“I think you like teasing me as much as I like it.” His voice was gravelly now, every word laced with want.

Your breath caught, eyes wide a bit before you were about to respond when the car pulled up to the hotel. The driver got out quickly, opening the door for you. You stepped out, feeling the cool night air wash over your skin as you walked through the lobby, Ben still watching intently through the screen. You could feel his gaze on you as you made your way to the elevator, the tension between you buzzing like electricity.

Once in your room, you tossed your bag onto the bed and sank down onto the mattress. "Alright," you breathed, "I’m back in my room."

Ben’s voice came through the phone, teasing yet low with interest. "So… how’s that dress treating you?"

You grinned at his not-so-subtle curiosity. "It’s treating me well so far," you teased, running a hand over the fabric. You stood up, positioning yourself in front of the mirror.

Slowly, deliberately, you reached behind you to the zipper. "I’ll give you a little preview."

You lowered it just enough for the strapless dress to reveal a sliver of your smooth back, keeping the front of the dress held firmly in place with your other hand. The exposed skin was just enough to tease.

You turned back slightly, catching his reaction through the screen, his eyes locked on you. "You wanted to see, right?" you whispered, mischief clear in your voice.

Ben let out a breathy laugh, clearly amused. "You really know how to keep a guy on edge."

You shot him a playful look over your shoulder, still holding the dress in place. "It’s all about the suspense. You should know that by now."

Ben's gaze flickered, his tone a bit softer. "You’re making it hard to focus."

With a smirk, you turned to face him, still holding the dress tight. "Goodnight, Shelton."

Before he could say another word, you ended the call, tossing your phone onto the bed, feeling satisfied. You knew he wouldn’t forget that little moment anytime soon.

By the time August had rolled around, the tension between you and Ben was impossible to ignore. Months of teasing, playful banter, and phone calls had built into something electric, something undeniable. Now, you were both in New York for the U.S. Open. The final Slam of the year where you'd cross paths for the year, and maybe the final chance for one of you to make a move.

After winning your third-round match, you made your way through the tunnel, your heart still racing from the adrenaline of your win. The buzz of the crowd still rang in your ears, but as you walked toward the tunnel, you heard familiar voices ahead.

Ben, along with Taylor Fritz and Frances Tiafoe, stood laughing and talking just a few feet ahead. Their voices echoed in the corridor, their banter unmistakable.

“Bro, it’s embarrassing now,” Frances teased. “You’ve gotta ask her out. She’s into you, we all know it.”

Ben groaned, looking exasperated, dragging his hand over his face. “It’s not that easy. I don’t want to screw it up.”

Taylor chuckled. “Screw it up? Dude, she’s been giving you eyes all week. Just make the move.”

Frances nudged him. “It’s not like she’s hiding it either. The way she teases you, she's a green light.”

You smirked, slowing your pace as you approached. They didn’t notice you yet, too absorbed in their teasing.

Ben sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. “I just… I don’t know.”

“They’re right,” you chimed in, finally stepping into view, as you walked by, wiping sweat off your brow, smirking. Their heads snapped toward you, startled. “Take their advice, Benny. It’s 'bout time you did something.”

Ben’s eyes widened as you walked past, your tone light but with an edge of challenge. His friends burst into laughter, both of them slapping Ben on the back, shoving him back and forth.

Frances grinned. “See? Even she's asking you to make a move, man.”

Ben shot him a look, but his gaze lingered on you as you disappeared into the locker room.

Later, after a shower and a change of clothes, you made your way back into the lounge, feeling refreshed but still riding the high of the match. You didn’t expect to run into Ben waiting for you, leaning casually against the wall with his hands in his pockets.

You raised an eyebrow, a slow smirk tugging at your lips. “Stalking me now?”

He pushed off the wall, taking a step toward you, his expression shifting from playful to serious. “No, what-uh, but I... I wanted to catch you before you left.”

“Oh?” You crossed your arms, looking up at him. “What’s up?”

Ben took a breath, looking almost nervous. “About what you said earlier... maybe they’re right. Maybe I have been holding back.”

You cocked your head, feeling your heart quicken at his sudden change in tone. “And?”

“And I think I’m done waiting,” he said, his eyes locking with yours. “Would you want to go out with me? Just us. Dinner, maybe?”

For a moment, the world seemed to be still. Ben, usually so confident and playful, stood before you with a vulnerability that tugged at your heart.

You let the moment hang, letting him sweat just a little before your lips curled into a teasing smile. “About time you asked, Ben.”

His tense shoulders dropped, a grin spreading across his face. “So, is that a yes?”

You let out a small giggle, your voice soft but playful. “Yeah, it’s a yes. Better come like a gentleman though.”

That night, you stood in front of the mirror, adjusting the sweet, soft dress you’d picked out. It was a pale pink dress, fitted at the top with a flowing skirt that flattered your figure perfectly. The neckline was delicate, with thin straps that accentuated your shoulders, and the soft fabric wrapped your waist before cascading down to just above your knees. The dress was sweet and soft, but still undeniably you—playful with a touch of elegance.

You headed down to the hotel lobby, taking a seat as you crossed one leg over the other, checking your socials. At 7pm on the dot, Ben walks in, running a hand through his curls before he sets eyes on you.

Ben stood there in a crisp white button-down shirt, the sleeves slightly rolled up to reveal his strong forearms, accentuating his strong shoulders, paired with dark, well-tailored pants. His curls were just tousled enough to seem like he hadn’t spent hours fixing it, but of course, he had. He looked handsome—maybe even a little nervous.

“You look stunning,” he said, his voice low as his eyes took you in.

You smiled, a soft blush warming your cheeks, as you stood up. “You don’t look so bad yourself.”

He offered you his arm, and you linked yours through his, your fingers brushing over the firm muscles of his bicep as you stepped out into the lobby. There was a quiet buzz between you, the usual playfulness replaced with something softer, more tender.

As you walked to the car, Ben opened the passenger door for you, giving you a gentle smile as you slipped inside. Before he could close the door, you leaned over, reaching for the driver’s side door and popping it open for him.

He chuckled, shaking his head as he got in. “You always keep me on my toes, don’t you?”

You grinned, sitting back in your seat, and pulling your seatbelt over. “Always.”

The ride to the restaurant was comfortable, a soft hum playing through the speakers, "Love is Only a Feeling" by Joey BadA$$, making you smile a bit at his subtle but purposeful details. As the city lights flickered by outside, you felt a sense of calm settle over you. Every so often, your hand would brush against his on the center console until finally, you slipped your fingers into his, holding his hand gently as he drove.

Ben glanced at you, his thumb brushing lightly over the back of your hand. “You seem... different tonight,” he said, his voice soft, almost as if he were trying to figure out the shift in your usual dynamic.

You smiled as you gazed at him. “Different how?”

He hesitated, his grip on your hand tightening just a little. “I don’t know. Less playful. More...”

“Serious?” you finished for him.

He nodded, giving you a small, sheepish grin. “Yeah. I like it, though.”

You let out a soft laugh, leaning your head against the seat. “It’s just nice to finally be doing this.”

When you arrived at the restaurant, a small, candlelit Italian place tucked away in the quieter part of the city, Ben quickly got out and hurried around to open your door again. This time, when you stepped out, you smiled up at him, letting him take your hand. Before you could fully stand, he bent down, bringing your hand to his lips and placing a gentle kiss on your knuckles.

Your heart fluttered at the gesture, the sweetness of it catching you off guard. “Such a gentleman,” you teased, though your voice was softer than usual.

Ben smirked, though there was a hint of nervousness in his eyes. “I’m trying.”

Inside, the restaurant was intimate, with small tables with flickering candles, and soft jazz music playing in the background. Ben led you to a corner table, pulling out your chair before taking his seat across from you. The low hum of other diners provided a cozy backdrop as the two of you settled in.

As you both browsed the menu, you found yourself resting your chin in your hand, watching Ben with a soft smile. He glanced up and caught you staring, a blush creeping up his neck. “What?” he asked, his voice a little breathless.

“Nothing,” you said, your lips curling into a grin. “Just... enjoying this.”

Ben reached across the table, his hand finding yours again. “Me too.”

Dinner was perfect. The pasta was rich, the wine smooth, but what made the evening unforgettable was how easy everything felt between you. Conversation flowed naturally, deeper than it ever had before. You talked about travel plans and places you both dreamed of visiting and shared stories about family traditions—like how your grandmother used to insist on making a very experimental desserts during the holidays, no matter how disastrous it turned out every year.

At one point, you glanced out the window, taking in the soft glow of the city lights before turning back to Ben. “What about you? If you could be anywhere right now… where would it be?”

Ben didn’t hesitate, his eyes locked on yours. “Honestly? Right here. With you.”

You felt warmth rise to your cheeks, your heart skipping at the simplicity of his words. He wasn’t trying to impress you, just telling the truth, and somehow, that made it even more meaningful. You reached across the table again, slipping your hand into his. His fingers intertwined with yours, the gesture now familiar, yet it sent a shiver through you all the same.

“I’m glad you asked me to dinner,” you said quietly, the weight of the night settling around you both.

Ben smiled, his thumb brushing lightly over the back of your hand. “I’m glad you said yes.”

As the night wound down, Ben drove you back to the hotel. The city outside passed by in a blur of lights, but inside the car, everything felt still and comfortable. You held his hand the entire way, feeling the warmth and quiet reassurance of his touch.

When the car pulled up to your hotel, Ben quickly got out, making his way to your side to open the door. You stepped out, and this time, you didn’t let go of his hand. Instead, you turned to him, standing close in the cool night air.

“Thank you for tonight,” you whispered softly, looking up through your lashes.

Ben’s smile was gentle, his eyes warm as they met yours. “Anytime. Thank you for being here, with me.”

Your eyes crinkled as you smiled before you leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek that lingered for a moment. His skin was warm, and you felt him inhale sharply at the unexpected touch. When you pulled back, your heart was racing, but you smiled up at him, feeling the lingering heat between you.

“Goodnight, Ben,” you said, your voice barely above a whisper.

His gaze lingered on you, and though he smiled, there was a quiet intensity in his eyes. “Goodnight, Y/N.”

You gave his hand one last squeeze before letting go, making your way into the hotel with a soft smile on your lips. You glanced back one last time to see him leaning against his car, a playful wave and your lipstick still visible on his cheek. For once, you weren’t in full control, but somehow, that felt right.

In a world dominated by meticulous moves, it was these quiet moments that grounded you. Now, with someone like Ben by your side, every win, every loss, and every day on the court held more meaning.

Sometimes, the most important victories happened off the court.

[acuar-io]

Soooooo who wants to make a vampire? 🦇

If you've been following my vampire gameplay, you may know about the "dream" & I ran a poll to figure out what to do next! Go on dates with other vampires won! I am asking my mutuals & followers if they'd like to make a vampire for phiona to potential date, become friends with or maybe enemies? info down below~

Guidelines:

Vampires & humans only (humans will be turned into vampires IF they end up dating Phiona)

Phiona is bisexual & has a preference for men, masculine people and masculine women.

If you plan on making a friend you don't have to worry about her preferences

giving them likes, dislikes, preferences and skills would be nice!

Im maxis mix, but no alpha hair pls! I usually am more maxis mix with clothing than anything else

Feel free to dress them up for all categories

tag me in the post if u consider making a sim!

This is NOT a bachelorette challenge! Which is why im only asking my mutuals and current followers for sims!

I will pick up to 8 sims so thats the only aspect similar to a BC ~

I don't have a due date on this, but I dont want to stall my gameplay too long for this so maybe October 10th?

[pasteldreams]

idk how many ppl this will reach but after finding out about other people’s experiences with @/sturniololuv08 (backup acc: @/letstrip1975 ) i’ve decided maybe it’s time to post my own. (i might delete later who knows…)

also i want to give @endereies a shoutout for being brave enough to post this piece about the same person 🤍

following post has mentions of mental illness (ptsd, schizophrenia, DID), self harm (explicit!), eating disorders, and addiction — read at ur own risk and pls be kind

so my contact with them started when they posted in a discord chat soon after i joined saying that they were going to start writing a fic where nick has dissociative identity disorder. i told them i knew a lot about DID and they asked for my help, i msged them privately abt it later on.

i initially kept quiet about this whole situation because one of the reasons im so knowledgeable about DID is because i was professionally diagnosed with it around 3 years ago. i told them this. i dont tell many people, but i have a fear that if i dont admit it outright now they might use it against me after this post goes up. so how u feel abt me after this is up to u but i need to tell my story how it is

as we talked more and i gave them more info about the disorder (from academic knowledge and personal experiences), i quickly realized that they were only interested in using the disorder as a tool to portray more of the dark characters and relationships they ‘specialize’ in

unfortunately at this point after i had already tried to back out, i started worrying that they could now use the information they had about me and my mental illness against me, so i agreed to continue helping. fortunately, i stalled enough that i didn’t have to. on top of this, the explicit messages about self harm were sent with no trigger warnings

mainly, i am putting this out there because a lot of their stories and content use the triplets as props to portray horrible representations of toxic relationships and mental illnesses (schizophrenia!chris, sadistic!matt, cannibal!chris, cNC, r*pe, etc.). i cant stand by and ignore it anymore like i have been in the discord chat. as someone with a degree in psychology and currently studying to be a therapist, their msgs and content make my stomach hurt. i feel gross for the interactions ive had with them privately, in the discord chat, and publicly on this account.

thank u to anyone who has read this far <3

feel free to reblog/comment as needed

[micahulrichdraws]

i was saving up for a tattoo but ur answer to that ask where u mention the stuff that goes into ink made me go down a rabbit hole and now i think i wont be getting a tattoo until ink is regulated... aside from the ink being full of stuff i know im allergic to my family is very cancer prone and im reading that tattoo ink may have a correlation with increased skin cancer risk. i feel like this should be talked about more. feeling sad about it but im glad u mentioned something about it otherwise i wouldnt have known

Yeah, as someone who's allergic to everything, has eczema, and a family history of cancer, I feel that. If you have a good artist whom is open to using inks that are either carcinogen-free or at least better tolerated it's not the end of the world, and I never want to discourage someone from doing something they want to do, especially art-related! That being said, I had some similar asks so I'm gonna use yours as a quick info-dump, so I apologize in advance!

I do want to be VERY clear: this is NOT a 'tattoos bad' wall of text, it's a 'art good but hold businesses and individuals accountable because right now everything is a trust system' wall of text. Everyone I know and love has tattoos, I just happen to be an artist who was pulled into the industry fairly out-of-the-blue 8 years ago, and have gotten to learn the intimate ins-and-outs of it because of that. This isn't ragebait, and it is strictly my reasons as to why I feel that the industry could benefit from some regulation and standardized education now that it is a very, very mainstream industry that the majority of individuals in my age range engage with but aren't privy to the details on. If you love tattoos, great! If you don't love tattoos, great! If you're an experienced professional in the industry, this is all stuff you've probably bounced off of once or twice, and can understand why it's frustrating.

The tattoo industry sorta has had one foot in the super lax, counterculture boat while also having the other one solidly in the corporate, capitalist yacht. While the studies that come out of the industry relating cancer risk to the ink content always stick strictly to skin cancer risk being 'negligible', it's important to note that the ink isn't going into your skin - it's going into the fatty tissue below the skin. The ink breaks down in that tissue over time, and gets filtered out by your body - the contents of the ink aren't on the top of the skin, they're being filtered through your other organs or pushed up to your skin. (I know this is an ultra-super-simplified version of what happens, but I don't want to give everyone a migraine with details.) I work with a ton of inks, paints, and pigments, and the pigments that are used in some inks aren't stuff I'd willingly handle with my bare hands, but I'm paranoid about that stuff. However,I absolutely wouldn't eat any of the pigments that are used in the creation of the ink used for tattoos, and none of it is stuff that I'd want in my liver or kidneys. I have a parent who's had cancer for 10+ years, so it's a pet topic of mine that I've had the opportunity to discuss with professionals whom work in the industry. The few times I've gotten to chat about inks used in tattoos, the response is the same as the public PR team's response. The standard on-record response is to cite skin cancer risks, and when asked about other types of cancer, specifically liver/kidney/reproductive, often it is deflected to some version of 'our customers are risk takers who live life on the edge, and don't conform to societal norms, and that demographic always has a higher rate of cancer.' The reality is that they intentionally don't test for that, because best case is the optics that they were selling something that they weren't that confident in, and the worst case response is a wall of lawsuits. Obviously, all that sounds ominous and shit, and while I doubt there's anything massive hidden there, my problem is that the corporate side regulates itself, which in the history of everything has never ended in ethical decisions and only ones that increase profit margins. When pressured, however, companies will lean into the 'it's tattoos man, don't be a downer' - but these are large, industrial corporations, not the dude down the street making art out of their garage. They have the money to test their own products and choose not to.

The other half of the problem is that foot in the pseudo-counterculture, lax, independent artist culture. There's no barriers to entry, minimal qualifications required, and so you can have people who have no business putting permanent ink on folks doing just that, en masse. Tattoos became a major fashion thing in the last 10 years, so we saw an explosion of tattoo studios with literally no experience in the industry kicking out tattoos. These same folks don't have experience in the arts (in a lot of cases) so they'll lift someone else's work as theirs to get a sale, which leads to someone having a design that may be associated with a group they do not wish to be associated with (IE: ultra-nationalist found out that his reaper design was from some ACAB shit I made, and he was not thrilled, even though I thought it was hilarious.) Additionally, a lot of the more questionable studios engage in super controversial sales tactics pressuring clients to move forward on projects when they aren't 100% comfortable (ie: you don't get to see the tattoo until you're in the chair, strictly to save time as to maximize profit on a permanent work of art, and to avoid your client changing their mind.) Back when I was starting out, a lot of the freelance work I received was coming up with designs to help fix those botched jobs, while sending folks to a credible artist, so I had the unfortunate experience of hearing every nightmare story ever. However, like any market that was opening up to big mainstream cashflow, the market ended up flooded so the skill of the average tattoo artist fell like a brick. Only in the last 6 months has the bubble popped with a ton of studios have had trouble staying afloat because the industry reached critical mass. I literally have more options in tattoo studio within a 10 block radius than grocery stores. Mind you, I'm talking about the large group of studios that engage with these practices, and that does in no way mean that I am specifically talking about your studio or your artist. If you work in the industry, you know the folks I'm talking about, and I'm so sorry they make your job so much harder.

This all comes together into a major shitstorm: under-qualified individuals offering a subpar product driving down prices, shoving out the actual qualified professionals, while operating in a legal gray area. Combined with the industrial ink companies that aren't keen on giving straight answers about the contents of their product leaves the entire industry in an absolutely dogwater spot, getting the worst of both worlds. This is not touching on the disgusting potential abuse of power that some individuals choose to take advantage of within these situations. With literally any small amount of regulation, the entire art form would be infinitely easier to get for individuals without having to do a background check on the entire operation. I hope that answers some questions, and I apologize for any typos in my incomprehensible wall of text!

[fckbatmanhiskidsareminenow]

I can tell u want to so, go ahead and tell us all about ur audhd tim and autistic damian headcanon.

OMG this is possibly the best ask anyone has ever sent me!

ok ok so i made ven diagrams

this one is for stims

and this one is for hyperfixations/special interest

additional info

before damian is diagnosed, the fact that tim gets ‘special treatment’ for stuff while damian gets disappointed looks is the cause of most of their conflicts. until tim realises why damian is so upset and brings it up with everyone else.

most of damian’s first stims were ones he developed off tim

they make special interest powerpoints together

tim loves that damian has the ability to mimic any sounds he hears

both of their masking is pretty impenetrable but tim’s doesn’t last for super long periods of time but is perfect for social situations while damian spent most of his life masking and can do it for ages but his is a more for masking his symptoms rather than making himself ‘presentable’

feel free to comment ur own!

[starlightsuffered]

Just Put Her On Your Dick

Info - a little bit of toxic Timmy, reader with a child, argument and sex acts, people hearing sex noises, bratty reader, hard dom cocky Timothée, gamer Timmy, oral (male receiving)

“Timothée,” I moaned needily. I could feel wetness pooling in my core. I’d been antsy for him all day but my kid came first.

Timothée had come into my life only about six months ago but I’d fallen hard. It wasn’t too odd for me. I was surprised he wanted to step up and let me work half time while he worked full time. He wasn’t quite happy with calling himself a step dad yet, I’d get him there.

The habit he had that that u wasn’t too fond of was his gaming habit. It seemed so childish to me when he could be fucking me. I’d wanted to be around him all day and now he sitting in his boxers, headphones on, and playing some stupid game with his buddies.

I’d been looking forward to cuddles tonight and maybe some sex. I couldn’t believe he wanted to spend our free time doing this especially when I’d finally gotten Hunter to go to sleep.

“Can’t you turn off that stupid game?” I asked, letting more anger fill my voice than I’d meant.

“Don’t be a brat, we had sex last night,” he scoffed.

“How dare you assume that’s what I want,” I snapped.

“Isn’t it?” He smirked. I couldn’t answer. I felt too needy to argue with him. I should have glared and flipped my hair, but I found myself at his crotch.

If he wanted to play video games with others they would be sure to know I was here. I began to desperately suckle on his tip through his boxers. He grunted in appreciation.

“Mmmm, mmmmm, ‘mmm,” I moaned on his cock. He was hardening in my mouth. He may have not been looking at my needy eyes, but he was beginning to leaky salty precum through the fabric.

“Mmhmm ngggmmmhh,” I bobbed and drooled over his thickness. He made another noise of pleasure, but it was dwarfed by my noises. I was soothing myself on the cock I loved.

“Dude is that your girlfriend again.”

“Bro ewww, what does she want?”

“She’s SO loud, lmaooooo”

“Just put her on your cock if she’s gonna be that noisy.”

“Babe,” he said in an exhausted tone. He had muted him his mic thankfully. I gave him huge, wet, puppy dog eyes.

“You can get my dick out if you’ll be quiet,” he hissed. His eyes were electric with fury, but underneath was the molten warmth of lust.

“I want more than just your cock in my mouth,” I snapped. His grabbed me by the shoulder and got in my face. I sucked in a breath. My clit tingled and swelled to an even larger size as he slowly licked his lips.

“You’ll take what you get princess,” he said with a dark smirk.

“Mmmm please, wanna ride you,” I whined, losing my bratty nerve.

“Honey, I’m playing a game,” he said in a dark tone.

“But I-“

“Quiet now,” he purred. He pulled out his length and swung it around a bit so a disrespectful amount of precum and my own saliva flicked onto my face.

“I hate you,” I snapped.

I took his cock down my throat. I let my jaw go slack and my tongue turn into a slick slide. I gagged up and down on his dick, trying to make the head good enough so that he’d let me fuck myself on his huge length.

“But you don’t,” he sighed, pushing my head further down with one hand and resuming the game with the other.

@pmak2002 @softhecreator @plutoispurplw @sp1deyyf4ngz @seungcheol17daddy @jesschalamet @vvsdreaming @lovelyrocker @therealbeabodoobee

[applejongho]

hi jonghomies ❤️ it's with a weary heart that i'd like to announce that I'll be closing this account for gif making (not leaving completely, please read on 😅). I started gif making in 2021 and the support, love, community, and fun I've experienced since then has been totally unrivaled. But all good things come to an end, don't they? 🥲 I'll give you some reasons for this change as well as some other info.

why?

for a multitude of reasons, the main one being I'm not into ateez as much as I once was. I do love them a lot, but these past few months I've grown distant from them for no particular reason. That's just the ebb and flow of fandom, I guess. I don't have enough energy or spirit to maintain an entire fandom account for them like I once did. Another reason is that kpop in general has become more toxic (for me); having to delete twitter was really a wakeup call for realizing my feelings about the overall industry. A third smaller reason is that tumblr isn't rly what it used to be, especially in terms of gif makers. The community used to be so vibrant and fun. I know that me "retiring" won't help the situation but I alone can't "save" atinyblr nor should I have to "bear the weight" for the sake of keeping the giffing community alive.

what's next?

I don't plan on abandoning this account! I adore my mutuals and friends I've made along the way and I'd like to cherish them. I'll probably still even reblog ateez, honestly, but only when I want to. I'll likely just keep doing what I'm doing but the only difference is I'm detaching myself from the label of ateez gif maker and I'll redesign this account's look (pinned post, pfp, banner, url, etc) to be less ateez centered. Feel free to keep using my tracking tag for ateez content, though i my not rb it (just because idk how active i'll be).

will you ever gif for ateez again?

who knows! maybe a new cb will drag me back into the pits of hell (affectionate), but maybe not.

if you've gotten this far, thanks for reading. I know I didn't need to write a post for something like this, but I felt like I should've with all the genuine work and love I've poured into this community. Every interaction, ask, tag, whatever -- I appreciated all of them, and I truly adored being your apple lady. this isnt a goodbye, just a change of scenes. thanks for the memories and i love u all ❤️🫶

-- anne

[newwavesylviaplath]

get to know me!!

new intro post <3 !!! also if u know me irl it's probably best for the both of us that u don't keep scrolling !!!

abt me (camryn):

𝜗𝜚 history nerd + wannabe photographer

𝜗𝜚 canadian !!!

𝜗𝜚 annoying feminist

𝜗𝜚 the most sensitive girl in the world (pisces)

𝜗𝜚 in a 100% real relationship with hugh jackman

𝜗𝜚 i collect dolls!! and stuffed animals

𝜗𝜚 lover of all things vintage

here's some other stuff about me

musicians i'm into: lana del rey, st vincent, lady gaga, stevie nicks, beyoncé, ethel cain, nancy sinatra, amy winehouse, kanye west (sorry), taylor swift (also sorry), fiona apple, mf doom, remy bond, david byrne/the talking heads, mgmt, azealia banks, patsy cline, sleater kinney, lcd soundsystem, the strokes, and a million more i can't remember rn

other stuff i like: x men, ahs (u might remember me as an evan peters thirstposter), scream queens, anything else by ryan murphy (esp glee), campy b horror movies, sofia coppola and vincent gallo films, sanrio (cinnamoroll is my fave), 60s fashion, vampires, bunnies, monster high, comedy bang bang, improv comedy (specifically the ucb), anything with jason mantzoukas in it, makeup, napping, and spending money <3

socials:

substack

spotify

goodreads

vsco

pinterest

twitter

just some basic info/ground rules:

𝜗𝜚 i don't have a dni; i probably won't block u if u act like a decent human being

𝜗𝜚 safe space for ppl with EDs as well as ppl in recovery

𝜗𝜚 if u want me to make u a moodboard send me an ask!! (open as of rn but im lazy so it might take a while)

𝜗𝜚 mutuals feel free to tag me in posts that you think id like cuz ur all so talented and i wanna hype u all up 💗💗

𝜗𝜚 i also tend to shitpost every thought i have throughout the day so sorry in advance

𝜗𝜚 blog started on jan 4, 2024

[terycrossing]

ᯓ★ 𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐦 𝐏𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐭 𝐂𝐚𝐦𝐩 𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐬 𝐨𝐫 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝 ୭ ʚ✩ɞ

Nintendo recently announced that they will be ending the colab between ACNH and Pocket Camp pretty soon, and I see that a lot of people do not know how to redeem them or get back if they restart their island.

So, I decided to post a tutorial:

Here is how you can redeem those items in the first place (remember that this will be possible only until November 28th, 2024 - 3:00 PM UTC)

1) Download Pocket Camp on your mobile device

2) Play through the tutorial (cca 30 min of playing?)

3) Link your account: Menu > My Nintendo

4) Claim the "Special order ticket" - you will receive a code

5) Redeem the code on your Switch in the eShop

6) Done! Items should be in your game in the "Nook Shopping" under "Promotion"

Now, for people who have already redeemed these items before. You might be scared that you will lose them once you restart your island. But that is not the case! Not even after the colab ends because you redeemed these items on your Nintendo account and not into your game.

Here, I have a tutorial on how to get them back in case you want to restart your island. (If you already restarted your island, and you do not have these items, I am sorry, but I do not know if this method will work as you will have to skip the first step)

1) Before you start a new island, delete your game from the Switch and download it again (I cannot guarantee it will work if you do not do this step as I haven't tried it my self. Please share in the comments if it works or not.)

2) Play the game - Personally I would recommend waiting till you have upgraded the Plaza (just to check if u have the items already or not)

3) Save, turn off the game and go to the eShop and click on your little profile in the top right corner

4) Go to the "Redownload" section

5) Here you should see all your previously downloaded games that are not on your Switch right now - one of them should be something that looks exactly like the ACNH main game

6) Download it - it should take only few seconds to finish

7) Done! Your game was updated and redeemed items were redownloaded back to your new island

I hope that this will worl for all of you. If you have any questions, ask me in the comments as I do not answer to re-uploads. Of course if you have more info or a different method, feel free to share and add.

(This method was tested by me with a physical copy of the ACNH game and with redeemed Pocket Camp items from over 2 years ago)

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CHARITY COMMISSION INFO for PALESTINE SUDAN CONGO

here are the links where you can donate for sketch commissions!

Palestine:

ESIMS for GAZA or CARE FOR GAZA

but if you want more direct help, here are gofundmes:

Mohammed Alanqer and his family €60,417 / €70,000 goal

@mohammedaldeeb's gofundme €43,428 / €55,000 goal

@grandmoonpersona's fundraiser

@hayanahed's gofundme €90,666 / €100,000 goal

@ahmedhelllis's gofundme €19,477 / €80,000 goal

@lastdosesworld's donation link

@hazemsuhail's gofundme €10,545 / €50,000 goal

@heba-baker's gofundme €5,596 / €60,000 goal

@alihelles2's gofundme €1,841 / €100,000 goal

@abdalsalm's gofundme €2,875 / €50,000 goal

@mohamed-resh0's gofundme $4,184 / $40,000 goal

@khatiamnizar12's gofundme £0 / £6,500 goal

@yazanfamiily's gofundme €15,490 / €50,000 goal

Sudan:

Save the children

Sudan emergency appeal

SAPA

Congo:

WFP

Save the children

HOW TO ORDER?

Firstly, donate any amount above 10 dollars through the link above.

After that, DM me a screenshot of your donation confirmation.

Send your references and you’re good to go!

i will draw fanart, ocs, ship art, nsfw

❗️I encourage everyone to donate their desired amounts, giving as much as you can spare.

10-20 dollars > sketch commission, max 1 character

20-30 dollars > sketch commission, max 2 characters, ship art, wholesome or suggestive if u want

30+ dollars > sketch commission, max 2 characters, will do nsfw

50+ dollars > sketch commission, max 3 characters, will do nsfw

If you have any questions, or would like suggest an alternative Charity, feel free to send me an ask or dm. If you are seeing this and are uninterested in commissioning me please consider donating to one of the charities above and reblog this post. Thank you.