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[chromatiica]

ARE YOU INDIGO'S TYPE????

[clowningaroundmars]

hearing abt the movies that we'll be getting in the near future, it feels like studios are still not willing to make new shit at all (tell us smthn we don't know lol) but they're hearing us out on how we're so unbelievably sick n tired of remakes (read: their bank accounts are getting hit with every live action slop they shit out)

so i guess. the compromise is that we're getting new movies sure, but they're like... 5 new stephen king adaptations, yet ANOTHER conjuring movie and saw 11

hm.

[mooki3-bear]

Say it back (paige bueckers x black!reader)

Summary: just a little blurb of Paige and y/n doing a TikTok trend

“Alright. I'm going to be back late tonight, but do you want me to bring you anything to eat” Paige says, standing up after she ties her shoes. “Nah I'm good baby,” I say as I sit in our bed and scroll on my phone. 

While scrolling, I saw the trend where when your partner leaves and says I love you, you don’t say I love you back, which gave me the best idea. 

Paige nods her head before leaning down to give me a quick peck. “Alright! I love you mama” She then starts making her way to the door. “Ok! Bye,” I say with a cheery voice. She soon stops in her tracks before turning back to me with furrowed eyebrows.

“I love you” “Bye babe” At this point she had made a full 180 and sat on the bed before me. “I said I love you” she states, her voice getting louder. “I said bye! Baby you're about to be late” I say trying to stifle a laugh. “I don’t give a fuck. I’m not leaving until you say it back” her voice getting a bit more irritated.

“Baby! Say what” I pretend to act confused. “You know what! Mama, I'm about to be late just say it” She takes my hands into hers as she stares desperately into my eyes.

“Paige, sweety, I said goodbye,” I say finally letting out a laugh. I soon see Paige's face turn from confusion to sadness. “Oh! Paigey! I'm sorry! It was a prank. Ya know that TikTok prank where you don’t say it back? I showed it to you the other day” I hopped up and brought her into my arms. “Y/n that's not even funny! I thought you were mad at me bruh” she says letting out a laugh of relief.

“Paige even if I’m mad at you I still say it” I bring her up out of my arms to look at her face. “I love you” I kiss her as she giggles. “I love you too babe, but don’t ever do that shit again”. 

Thought this was cute <3

[smilervamp4]

this was definitely for me LOL i finally hopped onto the miku trend with cranberry bog miku XD what better way to introduce massachusetts miku than with an obscure tumblr reference >:3

[cy6err]

Kisses — W.S.

Pairings: Walker Scobell x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Kissing… other than that, fluff !! :) not proofread

Summary: You convince Walker to do the “lipstick trend” on tiktok. (Established relationship)

A/N: tysm for 20+ followers and all the love !! 🤍 Also, I’m still trying to find out a plot for part 3 of first look, so have this little blurb :)

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Walker was at your house for the weekend, wanting to spend time with his “lovely girlfriend” before needing to go back to filming. His head was on your shoulder while he scrolled through TikTok, showing you videos from here and there saying “hey babe, look at this!” Or “omg check this out.”

He was a huge cuddler and would always cling to you every chance he gets, because he found your presence comforting. You were also on TikTok, switching between different social media platforms because you were bored out of your mind.

Your finger drags along the screen until you came across one tiktok of a girl applying lipstick and “accidentally” messing it up. A hand pops up on the screen to wipe the smear off her bottom lip and the camera pans over to the boy with lipstick kisses all over their face.

Biting your lip in thought, you turn to look at Walker and smile. “Walker?” You call out softly, causing him to look up in curiosity. “Yeah?”

“Wanna do a TikTok with me?” You say, turning your phone off, followed by a click sound. “Like, a regular one where we’re dancing? Sure.”

You chuckle and shake your head, “No. like, um… here I’ll show you.” You turn your phone back on and unlock it, opening the app and tapping the video to show him. Walker watched intently and raised his eyebrows, “You wanna do that?”

You only nod in response, turning your phone off again. “It’s cute.”

“It’s kind of… I don’t know. Cringe?” He says, smiling as his face turns pink. You playfully hit his shoulder, “It’s not cringe! It’s sweet.”

“Im not gonna do it.” He replies, shaking his head and going back to his phone. You roll your eyes at him and huff, “Please, Walker? I’ll do anything.”

He looks at you again, smirking. “Anything?”

Giving him a weird look, you slowly nod. “Yeah… anything. Just do this trend with me?” Walker thought about it for a moment and his smirk turns into a smile, sitting up on the bed. “Okay.”

You squeal excitedly and hop out of your bed, going over to your vanity to get out a lipstick color. Rummaging around for quite some time, you finally found a color you liked and walk back to the bed.

Sitting on it, you open the lipstick cap and curse to yourself for not applying the lipstick on before when you were just in front of the mirror. “Walker can I use your camera real quick?” He nods and takes his phone out, swiping to the left and opening the camera app.

You use the camera and carefully apply the lipstick. As you were busy with it, Walker watched you with adoration and longing until you looked up. “Okay I have to do the kisses before it dries out.”

“Okay,” he obliged as you leaned forward to grab his face, placing a kiss to his cheek. Pulling back, you see the mark and smile, starting to pepper kisses all over his face causing him to smile and chuckle a bit.

After finishing up, you pull away again and see his beet-red face. “Ready?” You ask, sitting by him and unlocking your phone again. You open the TikTok app and tap the plus button on the bottom middle of the screen and choosing the sound.

As the song played, you apply the lipstick on again and smear it under your lip. Walker brought his thumb up to wipe it away and you turn your camera to him, showing his embarrassed and awkward smile. The video ends and you watch it, a huge smile across your face as well as blush.

“Thank you Walker, you’re the best.” You chuckle, uploading the TikTok with the caption saying: “had to convince him to do this (was totally worth it)”

Walker grins and nods, “Of course. Give me a kiss.” He leans in to which you lean back, “but I have lipstick on?”

“So?”

You roll your eyes and kiss him, staining his lips with the red color, a smile of content playing on his lips. “So… what did you want me to do for our bargain?” You ask, your eyes not leaving his.

“We’re not longer gonna be Raven and Beast boy for Halloween. You’re being robin while I’m Batman.” He says proudly.

“What? No way.” You protest. “Yes way. Or I’m deleting that video.”

“Fine.”

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Yaya hope you liked it! Feel free to send requests :)

Tag list: @cupidsdaugther @idkwhosnyla @ilovemen2much

[lavampira]

without taking new pics, post one of your ocs as:

a romanceable npc

a questgiving npc

the final boss

encouraged by @lilas to hop on this fun little trend :3 if anyone else wants to do it, feel free to tag me so I can see!!

[f1ghtsoftly]

So I did something I’ve been meaning to do for a while, I *finally* went through my music and created a playlist of just female artists I have saved on spotify and I am jamming to it and I have noticed some really interesting things.

1.) I have incredibly patriarchal ideas about female music that I didn’t even realize I did. I had a totally false impression that female artists were somehow less hard, less experimental or less interesting then their male counterparts. This isn’t true at all.

2.) The female artists I had *saved* were actually a lot more innovative, more interesting and more talented than their male genre counterparts. I was so conditioned to prioritize male musicians I totally discounted women and believed male lies without realizing it. Women hop on trends earlier, push them harder and adopt new genre forms with ease. The music is better.

3.) Women make mad electronic music? And sadly, a lot of women work alone. Not bad on an individual basis but it’s sad it’s a pattern.

4.) Female suffering under patriarchy is very clear and very obvious when you clear out male noise. So much female pain.

5.) Pop stars don’t like selling their sexuality, they like the money and power that comes with it.

Again, this is biased because it’s my own music but idk…..pretty much expected-but Im honestly surprised it took me so long to do it.

[astrobiscuits]

Hi, Astro! What’s your thoughts on a Virgo ascendant, Scorpio sun 2nd house, and Libra moon 1st house female? 🤎

Hii, hope you're having a good day and a fortunate year!!💙🤍

♍Virgo Ascendant - as females, Virgo Ascendants tend to have an innocent, natural look to themselves (many of them also have doe eyes). They're not fans of wearing makeup, but considering you've got Libra Moon in 1st house, i'm inclined to say that you enjoy wearing makeup on a daily basis. You probably don't like to experiment too much when it comes to your makeup styles. You prefer to have a signature style/follow makeup trends only when they're not too over the top/adopt a classy, timeless makeup look or sport natural makeup.

Virgo Ascendants highly value having a skincare routine and your Libra Moon in 1st house only enhances that. They're inclined to purchase only vegan skincare and cruelty-free makeup.

Oftentimes, Virgo Ascendants switch to vegan or vegetarian diets for several reasons. I'd say their top priority would be enhancing their health, but they also care a lot about protecting animals. You can notice a Virgo Ascendant woman volunteering at animal shelters, hospitals or at the Red Cross in her free time. She also considers daily physical activity key to a healthy, happy life, but unlike Aries or Taurus placements, she's completely content with not going to the gym as long as she's getting her daily 10,000 steps. Ofcours, there are Virgo Ascendant women who go to the gym, but these women are usually the type to hop on the treadmill or do cardio exercises and then leave.

⚜️Scorpio Sun in 2nd house - these type of women are naturally intense, materialistic, possessive and gluttonous. This is the type of person (ik it's not just for women, but hear me out) that will never share their food with anybody else.

Another thing about Scorpio Sun in 2nd house women is that they're not afraid of doing the dirty work (aka s*x work) if it earns them money (honestly, they enjoy it too). They're inherently masculine in their personality, so they often choose to pursue manly careers such as police officers, firefighters, surgeons or being part of the military. They're also great researchers, but they won't work in academia unless it pays well. They desire to relax in their own wealth and luxury, without needing to depend on anyone else. These women are the true definiton of girl bosses. They're prone to take assumed risks and never back off when fear and doubts arise. If immature, one of their negative traits is the fact that they'll do anything for money, including lying, cheating and in extreme cases robbing a bank.

🎀Libra Moon in 1st house - women with this placement tend to be very vocal about their feelings, but in a balanced, diplomatic way. Even though they're not afraid to show their feelings publicly, Libra Moon in 1st house women always pick the right moment when displaying their feelings - usually the one that will benefit them. Their beauty and sensitivity is easily noticed by others and they highly value the idea of having an aesthetic - whether they express it through fashion, makeup, art or the way they decorate their phone, grouping apps by color or having an aesthetic feed/tumblr theme.

Libra Moon in 1st house women are extremely romantic. They tend to dream of their knight in shining armour coming to their rescue, watch sappy rom coms and cry when Rachel and Ross finally make up. They feel comfortable being single, but would rather choose to be in a relationship if possible. These women expect their future partner to put in as much effort as them, but for them, the notion of "effort" is different. Spending 3 hours to get ready to go on a date is important for them and they want to look good for their man - that's THEIR effort. His effort is him treating her like a princess.

[silverflqmes]

hi ellie!! can i get a modern au with cyno where he’s a huge geek of pokemon (because he would be) and he’s finally met his match, whom he’s interested in (the reader with she/her pronouns)? it can be either in a headcanon format or drabble, whichever is easier! thank you advance<3

໒⦂ 𝐏𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐍 𝐆𝐄𝐄𝐊 𝐇𝐂𝐒.

notes. hello anon, sorry for the delay</3 i decided on making this into headcanons, since it suits the request a bit better; anyway i hope it’s to your likings, enjoy<3

disclaimer. there were no suitable cyno gifs so i made one myself. if you use it, don’t be an ass, credit.

genre. crack + fluff

cyno x fem!reader.

⌗ this man — THIS GEEK — has been into pokemon from his days on cartoon network. he was the guy that woke up early mornings to watch the clone wars at 7am BUT STUMBLED ACROSS pokemon one day and was like “o h.”

⌗ child cyno just starring at the screen in wonder like what is this piece of art and why have i only found it now. literally asking himself why he hadn’t bought the trading cards before ( maybe because the kids in his neighborhood were always BUYING THEM UP ).

⌗ through the show, indigo league, he also saw the games being advertised and he just had to have one — to at least TRY.

⌗ he was gifted a gameboy one christmas to play mario related games, so he decided.. to give emerald a try😐

⌗ the amount of hours that went into that game for understanding it ALONE. there was so much to learn for no reason, but a fun game nonetheless.

⌗ throughout the years cyno would continue collecting cards, literally getting them at any trip to a store with lisa ( yes, yes lisa. ), and she would just giggle but buy them, anyway<3

⌗ cards were banned at school tho because they were being exchanged left and right like DRUGS LMFAO ( this happened at my school oml it was so bad ppl were sneaking them in AND SOME GOT CONFISCATED BAHAHA )

⌗ oddly, but not so oddly, he likes electric and ground types the most, despite them being each other’s weaknesses LMAO also likes fighting and dark types though.

⌗ lucario is his favorite.. i mean, come on.. for the sake of this au, I BELIEVE CYNO WEARS THE HOODIE BC OF LUCARIO

⌗ umbreon is a close second tho

⌗ dare i say.. he almost bought the four hundred dollar life size, wife snatcher, lucario plush..

⌗ tighnari stopped him lol

⌗ furthermore, when he got pokemon mystery dungeon, explorers of sky ( I MISS THIS SO MUCH IM SOBBING INTERNALLY ).. he restarted his ds 3638393927382920 times to try and get riolu

⌗ he failed, and settled for pikachu ( riolu became his partner and actually, it worked out way better )

⌗ ( spoilers ) there were tears in his eyes at the end of the final chapter after fighting dialga and descending the steps.. iykyk..

⌗ flashing forward a few years — 2016

⌗ the year he met you

⌗ there was this gym near his house when he downloaded pokemon go ( ofc he had to hop on this train ) and gurl..

⌗ for the longest time he was on TOP with that gym, never lost.

⌗ and then this girl shows up who went up in the ranks and stole his spot

⌗ he told himself not to get mad — i mean, it’s just a silly little game, there were plenty of gyms to go around, right?

⌗ wrong, he was bothered.

⌗ and if that gym was shut down, it meant you lived near — like no way you didn’t

⌗ so on the trip to the park one morning, on his way to the pokestop, he found a girl, at the top of the slide on her phone.

⌗ it was the strangest sight to him, like what were you doing up at that hour, on your phone, right at the pokestop when pogo was trending

⌗ you had to be her.

⌗ he checked the gym again to make sure, and there you were.

⌗ “judgment is upon you.” he would proclaim, pointing at you, as though declaring war of some sorts.

⌗ meanwhile you just give the most confused look ever to him. like who is this boy and who is he to complain?? and what about??

⌗ until it finally clicks.

⌗ “twilight arbiter?!”

⌗ and now cyno is speechless because he was acknowledged by the enemy.

⌗ cue the blossom of a very strong and precious friendship.

⌗ that very first day you would both find out that you attend the same high school, wondering how you hadn’t met sooner since you lived in the same neighborhood and attended the same school??

⌗ like where were you all these years? where was he all these years??

⌗ either way, you wouldn’t waste your time together now as you both ramble of your mutual interests, trade your cards — play them, lend one another games — you name it!

⌗ he especially trades when you say that he has a card of your favorite pokemon, and of course he wants to see you light up<3

⌗ he falls first asf, but you fell harder

⌗ pokemon related puns.. i don’t have to explain this one, nor do i want to😐

⌗ owns a good bit of plushes, and has also bought you a handsome amount for birthdays, holdidays, friendship-a-versaries.

⌗ random but he stumbles across pokémon showdown one day and honestly..

⌗ “HOP ON PS! HOP ON PS!” at two o’clock in the morning.

⌗ oh you’re probably wondering, how do you get together, exactly?

⌗ “are you a pokeball cuz you-”

⌗ “caught your heart, perhaps?”

⌗ silence.

⌗ he did not expect you to finish his pickup line, nor did he expect that boldness — he truly met his match, didn’t he?

notes. my pokemon knowledge is not very extensive, it’s based on what i witnessed as a kid from the sidelines and friends</3 so i hope this fulfills your request!

↳ return to main masterlist . request rules . send an ask

[sinning-23]

Publicity (Introduction)

Gorillaz 2D/Stuart Pot x Music!Artist!Reader

Warnings; language

A/N: Alright so I’ve gonna back to one of my old hyper fixations and was distraught by the lack of Gorillaz content(damn me for not the best writer and a damn child back 2009🥲😂)

ANYWAY! I might crack out a few of these while I’m still obsessed with it (I made a FAWKING oc and everything-) I also might make this a multi-part cause every fanfic I found was from 3-6 years ago and unfinished lol

PS> Bear with me sometimes i like writting the accents in and sometimes if drives me insane-

ENJOY!

Link to Publicity Pt.1

Being a singer, songwriter, and all-around musical artist was a lot harder to accomplish than people gave you credit for. Demands were all you'd grown used to from fans and your record label as you had gone on a 5-year hiatus.

Scrolling away on your phone you sigh, at an influx of fan emails, comments, likes, and shares on each platform your social celebrity presence graced.

However one in particular had caught your eye...well ear more accurately. Tik tok was one of your favorite pastimes, and on this specific post, \ there was someone mashing together two songs. One of your own, and one from a separate band You immediately fly to the comments, taking in the nice, familiar melody as your vocals come in paired with the lead singer.

-Holy shit this is actually really good -Wait this eatttsss -someone tag her in the comments i NEED them to -collab like yesterday- reply: yeah if she ever hops her ass outta retirement- WE MISS YOU QUEEN reply: honestly i dont see this hype this mashup kinda ass -Gorillaz x Y/n Collab whennn???

You chuckle, scrolling past comments as you note the artists. Huh, when was the last time you'd heard from Gorillaz? Last you heard they were on hiatus far longer than you had been and-

Wait....

Taking a breath you press the record icon, fluffing your hair and testing a 'glamour' filter before filming. And right as you posted, the glorious internet we WILD.

-Somewhere in Los Angeles-

"Check this out," Noodle smiles, turning her phone screen to the two gentlemen before her.

"Oh, that's that one girl uhhh, Y/n?" Russel confirms as Noodle nods, your stitch of the video playing amongst their conversation.

"If we get this all the way to the UK...I'll collaborate with Gorillaz to commemorate the end of our hiatus. That is if they are accepting of my invitation!" You challenge, with a smile.

"Ah, we don't need to do all tha'" Murdoc grumbles, plopping into the seat before kicking his boots up on the table. No decorum.

"What're you talking about? You know how cool that would be?" Noodle is already convinced, turning the phone back to the group.

Despite the bickering, 2D's eyes are glued to the screen. Pretty girl from the States. Her hair was wow...and that smile? The way she lowkey called them out for being gone but also herself...the confidence to request a collab?

"Noodle's got a point. We could add her to the new album before it drops." Russel includes, a smile already over his features

2 outta four convinced

"Y'know how expensive collabs are? You runnin' my pockets into the groun' " Murdoc grumbles again, glancing back down at the screen as the video loops.

He presses the stitch icon to watch the original before folding his arms over his chest in thought.

" Think we should 'ave a go at it? I mean, she invited us?" 2D finally pipes up, gaining his bandmates' attention.

Murdoc's been overrulled with a whopping 3 outta 4.

"Oh you would wan' to collab you dog-" Murdoc scoffs, despite being one to talk.

That man probably had more illegitimate children than there were stars on the flag- 2D opens his mouth to bicker and respond back but Noodle beats him to it.

"Well, we don't have a choice because I already contacted her team." Noodle interrupts, flashing the email.

"Since when the hell 'ave you had control over media and collabs?!" Murdoc shrieks

-Meanwhile-

You'd gone from vanished to trending in a matter of minutes. People in your comments were thriving off the fact that their favorite artist/artists would possibly be coming out of their hiatus over some silly mash-up! It didn't take long for word to spread from the States all the way to the UK because, within 2-3 hours, you received an email.

It was fairly simple and friendly acceptance to your collab invitation...something you knew was a possibility but, fuck it was happening now!?

Apparently, the Gorillaz guitarist, Noodle, said the whole band had seen your video and were wondering if you were serious about a collab. The combination of your talents would surely kickstart your careers once again and besides, what kind of celebrities would you be if you didn't give the people wanted?

Good fuckin music.

You pause for a moment, thinking this could easily be a scam, but upon further examination (and a brief chat with your media team who hadn't approved your video at all (yeah they were pissy about it)) you were sure you had the right people.

According to your coordinators, you’d been booked to fly out to LA within a day! Fuck things were happening fast and the sudden dread from 5 years prior managed to worm its way into your chest, sinking further into your stomach.

Shit.

Shit this was actually happening

SHIT!

You stand from your bed, now pacing as your breath quickens. When was the last time you wrote a song?! Hell, when was the last time you touched a fucking keyboard, or a microphone, or a fucking synthesizer?! When was the last time you'd opened your lyric book?

You scramble, thinking of the next best thing to distract yourself but the notion was cut short when your phone rang. With a deep breath, you answer, the fate time call immediately revealing a woman with dark, black hair and large round 3D-esque glasses. She has this huge smile on her face and faint bickering can be heard in her background.

You both speak,

"Hi!"

"Helloo!"

The two of you giggle and the woman who you soon learned to be THE Noodle who had contacted you prior, was wondering about your travel dates.

"You'll be headed this way in a day or two?" She confirms as you nod.

"So soon I know but, good to get started while the creative juices are still flowing. It's an honor to be able to work with such talented artists like yourselves." You compliment, hearing a gruff, more rugged voice call out,

"She's a nice one in' she? All in the day's work darling all in the day's work-" in the back before swiftly being cut off.

"We can't wait to have you! I'm sure we can all come up with something together, you've got quite the skillset." Noodle compliments back, the bond between girls only growing by the minute.

The two of you would get along just fine.

The conversation didn't last much longer though, because your team works damn near fast as the speed of light. Before you knew it you were being escorted onto a plane with a nice first class seat on its way back to your home state. With the occasional photo and autograph, the airport went a lot smoother than usual.

Once the plane had taken off, your 6 hour flight was filled with the very band you'd be collaborating with. From the discography to lore, history, and drama, you were determined to know as much about these guys as you could...

-6 grueling flight hours later-

It had been a while since you'd been home. The salty sea air of LA warms you to your core and the sun paints the sky a vibrant blue. Your luggage is carted away and just as you manage to shuffle past fans down an escalator. There, someone with a sign is already waiting for you.

Scribbled in chicken scratch damn near is your name on a large white sign. Holding said sign is a lanky-looking guy, hair bright blue and eyes black as night.

Part of you considers walking past him and pretending you dont know who it is, but your stupid 6 hour research journey told you everything you needed to know. Besides, your heart knew that would be quite rude to ignore the lead singer going out of his way to grab you from the busy airport.

Don't they have people for that though? To transport celebrities without making a fuss? This guy might as well be walking around with a target on him with his rather defining features. And what's up with that sign?! Isn't the whole point to avoid attention and a swarm of fans???

"Hi! I'm uhh, assuming you're-"

"Oh my god is that 2D!? AND Y/N?!?! She was serious, oh my god look!"

The speed at which your head moves to the direction of the sound ought to have given you whiplash. A swarm of people began to grow, and the flash of cameras and video surrounded the two of you as your heart raced. This is why you hire people for this shit.

A sea of fans demand autographs and pictures as they closed in, each of them asking different questions faster than you can process them

"Are you happy to be back in LA?"

"Over here Please can I get a picture!"

"Is there a reason you two are here alone?"

It's hot, the breath of now hundreds circling as your stomach turns, each poke and taunt making it harder to breathe as the airport terminal spins. Fuck you needed to get out. NOW.

"Why isn't the rest of Gorillaz here?"

"Are you nervous about your new song?"

"What happened at your last show?"

"Why did you run away y/n?"

Turning almost comically, your eyes narrow, sweat beaded and falling down the side of your face.

"What?"

You're soon being dragged, the one faceless figure in the crowd not bothering to follow the swarm as they rush after you and the blue-ette. Speaking of which, that was who was dragging you now, trying to run away from feral fans.

His fingers are long and cold against the skin of your wrist as he tries to navigate not only out the airport but also away from the swarm that is slowly dispersing.

So, this was the man behind those gorgeous vocals? You couldn't help but recall the entirety of their discography, that echo, something so unique about his sound. Like a distant, melancholic megaphone.

But when he opened his mouth-

"Murdoc 'ad me come pick you up! I-" You can't help the sound that comes out of your mouth. It's like a mix of complete shock and your face is about the same. You had no idea what you were expecting. The accent was a given, duh. But, there was no way that was his voice?! How could you have missed this in your research???

"Y'ok miss? Look like y' seen a ghost?" He asks again, his voice snapping you back to reality.

Oh that was 100% his voice, he was NOT fucking with you. And this was gonna be a long car ride.

Author's Note: OKAYYY so im gonna make some more parts this is definitely gonna have some smut and hopefully while I on winter break I can update my masterlist- Ayway see yall next chapter, yes I know this is cringe but I am free lmao

[softfairies]

Despite everything, it's still you...

so I wanted to hop on this trend for so long and finally had the chance to do it with Angela <3

[utilitycaster]

I'm so kdhdkdjdkd jazzed about the fjorester proposal !!!! But something that popped up pretty immediately that baffled me was these like... cope posts i guess? Of how "beau and jester should cheat leaving their partners for eachother and how dw guys marriage is just going to spice up the inevitable affair" and it's not even treated as a joke and Im just confused? Like i got into cr2 by the time it was over with so idk what it was like waiting for releases, but why after all this time do people hold on as much as they do? Do they like the story or not?

So I will be totally honest: I am not above checking the blogs of those I know hold terrible opinions, for a number of reasons both reasonable (keeping an eye out for potential harassment; inspiration for meta; my genuine enjoyment of analyzing fandom trends) and less so (schadenfreude and sending DMs that say Can You Believe This Idiot) but I actually have not seen this! To be clear, I would not be surprised it was out there - heaven knows this was a refrain during late Campaign 2 and in the leadup to the two-shot - but I thought that most people finally gave up in late 2022 after the two-shot made it clear the existing relationships are still very much in place. Granted I, as always, rarely go on Twitter.

Anyway. I think some of it is just that people whose enjoyment of works hinges on their ships becoming canon, rather than that being one of many facets to their fandom, also tend to not know when to give up just generally (you can look around this website and still find people hopping mad and/or pining for resolution regarding shows that ended before Campaign 2 even started). I think most of them did finally give up and leave, which is probably healthier for both them and the fandom, but there will probably be a dwindling number of holdouts who will gasp out on their deathbed fifty years hence "Beau and Jester should have been together" to a politely confused hospice nurse.

To actually answer your question, no, they do not like the story. I know I've been very hard on people who seem to only be able to enjoy fiction through a lens of either shipping or intense projection of the self onto existing characters, but in my defense, I'm right. This is a whole separate post, which to be honest I've kind of already made several times, but the usual complaint about the Campaign 2 noncanon ships (echoed in the complaints about Campaign 3 primarily by those who do like the canon ships thereof) was that they would have happened and been flawless and perfect but for that Pesky Plot, ie, the story. Unless the entire point of a story is a romance (eg: the genre that is cleverly titled "Romance") romance is always optional.

I also think, to be honest, Campaign 2 attracted people who were patient. This is a good thing! I think that, for example, people who are not entirely feeling Campaign 2 13 episodes in are valid, because I was similarly enjoying myself but not entirely won over by the plot yet, and it was only a combination of that patience and the burgeoning character dynamics that kept me going (plus the fact that watching week to week is a lower commitment than a binge). Granted I think if you fully give up at that point you are weak and will not survive the winter and should probably go watch Michael Bay movies or Bluey, but that's a separate point. Anyway. Some people are patient beyond a point where it is rewarding or even neutral and pass into a realm of showing up to the Story That Has Fjorester and Beauyasha In It muttering "I hope this doesn't have any fucking Fjorester and Beauyasha". I don't know how to help them, nor do I particularly want to, but I do know that not going on Twitter has been super helpful.

One final note: again, haven't seen the thing you mention in your ask yet in relation to this one-shot and not for lack of poking around Tumblr at least; but I have seen people who were deeply bitter about Campaign 2 but are still around for Campaign 3, though not a ton, and this was also frankly true of people who loved Campaign 1 and have not really cared since but still stick around. There's a weird zombie problem in the fandom; you get people who are very invested in being a fan of Critical Role and can't seem to leave, but haven't actually been happy for literal years, either because they were ultimately only fans of Vox Machina, or the Mighty Nein, or a specific ship within that. It is actually something I try to be cognizant of because I was very cautious about becoming that during the stretch when I was more frustrated by Campaign 3 than I am now. I think, ultimately, it's a conflation of one's fandom with one's external identity and I don't know how that happens or how to fix it but that might also be a factor: people who really don't like the show and haven't for years and are grasping at a thing they think would fix that and make them happy again, and refuse to admit it might be time to move on because that would mean they need to change their conception of themselves.

[adelacreations]

Wip Tuesday! I was tagged by @fizzigigsimmer (sorry I just got to it, my brain was bad lmao)

WIP 1 - What was he so worried about?  Steve. Yeah, his name was Steve Harrington. What was the thing he had forgotten about? Did it matter that much to him? He tried to think about it but all he felt was a thick haze… Ah, he’ll figure it out later. He gazed around the environment before him, Watching the landscape slowly take space around his body. Right now, he had work to do, so much work to do. He had to-need to turn this place into something wonderful. Larger than him. He didn't understand the urge, he just knew that it needed to happen. 

From How to Pretend

WIP 2 - “Is there anything we should know about the Terrasct, Captain?” Billy turned, Hopper raising an eyebrow at him, “You should have left it in the damn ocean, Hop.” The director of SHIELD said nothing to that, only moving closer to him. “Since when did you get yourself a piercing?” Ah, that. Billy shrugged, throwing a punching bag over his shoulder with ease even Hopper did a double take. “Felt like getting it, it suits me.” Billy hasn’t really gotten a call from SHIELD about that new job of his, them saying that they wanted him to settle enough in the modern world before they put him on missions. Well, he most likely suspected that Heather had a part to play in that. He had went and visited her just that day and- She wasn’t have the best of days. 

From we'll be given the world… in the right time

WIP 3 - “Most of the ladies from other kingdoms swears by this type of gown. It has been a trend that increasing.” Still, didn't mean that she had to like it. So many layers…Max was positive she would be sweating her arse off in it. So, she made quick work to escape the confines of her room, the heavy wooden door only creaking slightly. The guards will be making their rounds in about the next five minutes, their armour creaking with every step they take. Most of them loyal to her father-Neil Hargrove.  No matter what her mother says, that man will not be her father. Her father had been lost in battle…a war that the Hargrove kingdom had in a hand in. And in her grief, her mother had fallen into the arms of the first man willing to take in a widow and her daughter. Her only daughter as her mother has struggled to conceive for a while passed Max’s fifth saint name day. Her father had said that it didn’t matter, that it was time for a woman to take on the role of head of their noble family. However…when her father had died…her mother hadn’t been up to the task. Leaving the responsibilities of their house to the greedy men that were too quick to offer their hand in marriage.

Anddd finally from my upcoming Fae AU XD

No pressure tags: @shieldofiron @half-oz-eddie @whenyouwishuponastar7 @neonponders @billyharringson

[nelissecrectplace]

void

ch 3

neteyam x reader

10-min read

language- ‘evi- kid/ child (affectionate), Yawne- beloved

summary: Finally reaching the new place you will call home your first days there are full of new friends, surprised, and strange feeling that you do not know what to make of.

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Here you where with a man tugging on your perfectly fine braids because ‘Today marks your ninth year you must look yours best’. The the thought made you roll your eyes as your father twisted the front of your hair and placed a head piece similar to ronals at the top though it did not have anything dangling on your forehead. You could tell she was his inspiration for this hair style as he twisted your curls in sections so that they would clump together to make multiple bigger handmade curls. You did not resist your father completely knowing you wanted to look your best when you reached the omaticaya clan today.

“Thank Eywa your finally done! The Ikran have been ready for an hour!” Tarsem exclaimed as your father finished with his last twist curl.

“oh one last thing.”

In sync you and tarsem sighed as you trailed your father with your eyes. He called to his ikran, the beautiful beast landed in front of him and he immediately started rummaging through the bag that held your stuff. When he pulled out the weird blanket ronal gifted you only looked at him with confusion. You looked over to your uncle who just shrugged his shoulder. You were both lost.

“You must wear this to cover your lower half.”

“Why?” voice laced with confusion you scanned your father as if his body language would give the answer.

“You see ‘evi, the kids back home look like me, they do not have your strong legs or big tails. I want to prevent future……teasing.”

Your father spoke as if you would break as he pointed out your differences, of course something would  alienate you here as well. Your eyes peered down at your body as you studied how your waist expanded to your hips, and you saw your strong legs and thick tail and couldn’t help but feel like throwing up. This would make you different, make them hate you.

“You are my beautiful daughter even with this cover on.” Your father reassured as he tied the woven skirt like thing around your waist.It fell right above your ankles perfectly covering your tail. You could see the outline of your shape through the thin fabric but it showed only the tip of your tails outline making the illusion that you simply had a longer thin tail. It was a weaved so the edges look as if they were waves while the inside was as random as the ripples in the water. Seashells were scattered across it to fill the some of the gaps so na’vi could not make out the shape of your tail. The fabric was similar to the feel of seaweed and the blue-ish green color blended nicely with your loincloths mix of blue coral color.

“She is covered as if she is a sky person, it is slightly unsettling.”

“Watch your tongue brother.”

His stern voice made your ears perk up as you looked between the two men caught off guard by the sudden tension.

“Whats a sky person?”

“Nothing ‘evi, you look stunning. We will simply say this cloth is a trend amongst the metkayinas.” Your father, Antu, picked you up and he made his way toward his ikran. Looking over to your uncle for a real answer he just shrugged his shoulders, hopping on his ikran.

“We will be there in 4 hours, don’t sleep too hard little one the welcoming horn might knock you out the sky!” Tarsem teases as his ikran screeched shooting up into the sky. Your father rolled his eyes, he placed a hand on your stomach to steady you, and shot up after his brother.

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Although you were determined to stay awake the whole ride you nodded off almost making Tarsems predictions come true as you jerked awake at the sound of a horn. Immediately your eyes went to work taking in your surrounding. You were flying into the place your uncle described as ‘High camp’. You were amazed as your eyes took in the foreign architecture. There was tipi like structures scattered across the cave and a fire in the middle, you guessed that was where they had their communal dinners. Your amazement was soon turned into anxiety as you notice the forest na’vi gathering around the place you would soon land. All eyes were on the three of you.

Soon the crowd parted making way for the na’vi you guessed was their leader. The mighty Toruk Makto.

“Welcome home Antu, Tarsem” The man greeted the two men as they hopped off their ikrans. They immediately responded bring their hands to their foreheads and back down showing their respect to the mighty warrior. His eyes focused on you as shock consumed the man features you couldn’t help but cower from his gaze. Your father seemed to notice this as he was quick to scoop you off the ikran and into his arms, making you feel less vulnerable to the chiefs and all the other na’vis gazes.

“We have much to discuss, but first get settled. Ninat will show you to your new home. My family will help you carry your stuff.”

Almost as if on cue three children looked from behind the olo’eyktan. They all looked around your age, the taller boy and girl maybe a few years older.

“This is neteyam, lo’ak, and kiri.” He motioned to each child as he said there name.Your stomach tightened as you felt their eyes burning holes into your skin as they scanned your body.

“This is my only child Y/N.” Your fathers words gushed with pride as his eyes flickered down to you in his arms.

The introduction were short as you were rushed to your new house by the woman you knew as ninat. She had a kind voice as she explained where things were on the way to the home and behind you trailed The man you knew as Toruk Makto, or Jake sully with his children in toe helping you carry your belonging. Sadly your father had to set you down so you could carry your own load.

You soon were at the entrance of your new home. It was spacious with a circular bottom and cloth walls that met at the top tied together. You quickly set your stuff down and watched as the other na’vi did the same . Your reef colored decoration looked forgein next to the dark brown designs in your walls. The Sully kids seemed to notice this as they examined your things that had been set on the ground.

One of them seemed to feel your stare on them as tiny yellow eyes met your sea green ones. Suddenly the smallest one of the three was making his way towards you. You were not sure if this was neteyam or lo’ak.

“You are y/n?” He uttered your name with uncertainty as his yellow eyes scanned your features, “Why are you lighter than the other na’vi?”

Once those eight words were muttered you felt your stomach drop as insecurity’s swirled in your mind. A stern voice interrupted the conversation before you were able to choke back a reply.

“Lo’ak! You can not just ask her that it is rude.”

A taller boy pulled the other back slightly as he muttered an apology while the girl swerved around the boys standing right in front of you. Her yellow eyes seemed to pierce your soul as she looked into you.

“I am kiri, lo’ak is the stupid one, and neteyam is the oldest.” Her voice soothed your nerves as she reintroduced the three of them. “How many years are you?” She slightly cocked her head to the side as she eyed you with curiosity. The two boys heads looked over her should still listening with a similar curious looks.

“Today marks my ninth year! Are you guys older?”

You couldn’t hold back the excitement in your tone as you responded to the other girl. Happiness consumed you as you conversed with the sully kids. You learned that out of the three you were the youngest, lo’ak recently completing 10 year and kiri and neteyams 11th year was marked 20 eclipses ago. They also had a 4 year old sister but she was at home with their mother. Sadly you did not learn much else because they were soon called away by their father told to get back to their lessons. You told them bye as they rushed out behind their father leaving you and your dad with a ton of things to organize.

“Do not look too disappointed ‘evi we will have lunch with them tomorrow, and you’ll see the sullys whole family at the communal dinner tonight.”

“Who said I said I was disappointed.” Your dad only laughed at your defensive tone as he pinched your cheek.

“ Let’s get to organizing”

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The communal dinners were huge. You had never seen so much na’vi in the same place unless there was a celebration. It seemed that all their eye did not leave you as you walked behind your father. It was reasonable, they had never seen a na’vi with a different shade than them and you could see some of their eyes fix onto the skirt that flowed from your waist to ankles. You would like to think they were just fascinated by the seashells, but you knew the look on some of the younger na’vis face, they were judging. You tried to pay them no mind but you could not control the way your tail drooped or ears fell.

“Y/n!” You felt your mood lighten when the high pitch voice called out to you, it was Kiri. You looked over to see the girl waving you over to her family. Looking at father with pleading eyes he gave a slight shake of his head allowing you to go as he continued his path to his brother.

“Hello.” you greet the entire family that was sat in a circle around a family size amount of meat and fruits. You recognized everyone but a woman with a child in her lap, you guessed that was the Tuk and Neytiri you had heard about from Kiri. You brought your hand to your forehead than back down in a greeting as you sat next to kiri.

 “You must be the newcomer I have heard so much about, you are a pretty girl, I am Netyiri the Tsahík.” You shyly nod at the woman’s comment as she pierced you with her fierce eyes. “Why do you hide yourself with that cloth?”

“It is normal for a metkayina girl.” Although your nerves were going berserk, you spit out the lie in a voice you thought was relatively calm. The woman only nodded in acknowledgment.

“I welcome you to my clan y/n, please eat.” She handed you a fruit you did not recognize as your small hands grasp it you felt the weird squishy feeling of it. You looked up at the woman who was already in another conversation with anther na’vi behind her and back at the fruit with doubt.

“It’s ok, they are very tasty.” Suddenly your hand was covered by a larger one as they brought the fruit closer to your mouth. Your eyes widened as you looked over to the boy next to you. It was Neteyam. You could not help but be flustered as his hand lingered on yours until you took a small bite out of the fruit. The moment you took a bite your taste buds were blessed with the sweet taste of the juices flowing into your mouth. Neteyam seem please by your reaction as he flashed you a smile and his tail began to sway.

“It is a yovo fruit.”

“yo-vo fruit” Mimicking him you repeated the new word and looked at him with a beaming smile.

“Ew Neteyam stop flirting with my new friend!” Suddenly you felt your weight shift as you felt kiri pull your arm closer to her.

“I was not flirting!” Defensively neteyam crossed his arms as he turned to lo’ak, not forgetting to shoot a glare at kiri. You could not help but giggle at the exchange as you turned to look a kiri.

“I am your friend?”

“of course!” The girl beamed as she looked at your shocked face.

“You do not mind my skin tone or weird eyes?” Confusion morphed your face as you looked to the girl for answers.

“I think it’s cool, plus it makes you 10x cuter. My best friend is a sky person for Eywas sake! Plus we are all a little quirky.” With the last part she held up her hand displaying all four of her fingers. You could not help but let your jaw hang as you looked at the girl in shock.

“Wow, I have never seen four fingers before.” Staring at her hands in fascination kiri just wiggled them almost as to prove they were real.

“We’ll ive never seen a na’vi quite like you before so I guess we are both surprising eachother.” Kiri shot you a small smile that you couldn’t help but mimic. For the first time in your life someone had acknowledged your differences in a positive way and you felt as if this girl was sent from Eywa herself. The rest of the dinner was filled with giggles from you and kiri as you and your first friend disappeared into your own world. Oh, how you loved your new home.

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The next day you were restless to have lunch with the Sullys. To be honest it was all you could think about as you seemed to count down each minute. You enjoyed decorating your side of your home but your distraction did not last long as that only took a few minutes out of your long morning. Your father tried to tame your restlessness but he could only do so much as na’vi continued to stopped by your pod with welcoming gifts for you and your father. You were happy to be welcomed with open arms but all you wanted to do was to see Kiri. Her brothers were not bad either.

You practically pulled your father out of the pod as mid day hit. He only smiled as he watched his little girl tug on his hand in excitement. He hoped this lunch would go well and he would insure your future as Tsahík of this clan as well. Your father was not power hungry he simply believed his little girl had a gift and any other position would not fulfill your potential. He wouldn’t not lie though he did want you to live a comfy life high up.

The two of you soon reached the pod of the clan leaders and were quickly welcomed in. Jake sully never fail to make you feel comfortable. You felt down when you noticed there was no sight of kiri in the pod but guessed she had lessons. You prayed to Eywa you two would share an instructor.

“Sorry y/n my children are busy today but after lunch Neteyam should be back”

You only smiled back, embarrassed that the man had caught your wandering eyes. You picked up some of yovo fruit and began to munch as the men continued to converse over topics you did not quite understand. Occasionally Jake would ask you questions about healing or what you were taught at the reef and you would answer the best you could. Although you did not understand the importance your father seemed pleased by the progress of the discussion as his body was relaxed and his tail swayed in the air.

“We have returned.” A females voiced announced pausing the mens boring conversation. You turned you head to see Neytiri and Neteyam walking through the entrance of the home. Relief flooded your as your saw the young na’vi, you could finally exit this boring conversation.

“Hello Yawne, just in time for the important part.” Getting up Jake kisses Neytiri on the forehead as he took her bow from her grasp. Neteyam cringed at the affection of his parents as he planted his bow next to his mothers.

“How about you two run along, show y/n the mountains around us?” Although Jake framed it as a question you both knew he was not asking as he looked between the two of you.

“I would love to see the mountains.” Getting up from your spot next to your father you signed ‘goodbye.’

‘Be safe’ He signed back as you and Neteyam exited the pod. The boy eyed your hand with curious eyes as you began to walk away from the home.

“What was that?” Confusion consumed his features as he looked down at you.

“That is sign language, finger talk, do you not know it?” Now it was your turn to look at the boy next to you with comfused eyes. He shook his head in response.

“Will you teach me?”

You couldn’t stop the giggle that escaped from your mouth as a response to his question. “Why do you want a skill you will not use?”

“To speak to you.”

The feeling from yesterday arose again as you felt your cheeks heat up at his direct words. “We are speaking right now silly .” Looking down at your feet you responded to the boy as you fidgeted with the fabric of your skirt.

Neteyam only laughed at your response as he lead you out of highcamp. You did not speak another word until you were meet with the sight of long thick vines connecting this mountain to another. Fear rose in your stomach as you looked past the branches seeing just how far you were from the ground. A fall from this height would kill any na’vi even if they had huge leafs to catch them. Neteyam did not seem bothered by this as he hopped onto the branch as if it was second nature. After a couple seconds, he seem to notice that you were not following. Looking back confusion washed over his face as he glanced at the teal na’vi who was standing as if she was a statue looking down at the branches.

“What is wrong?” Retracing his steps he made his way back to you.

“I….I have never walked on something so high up,”Locking your hands together you looked down in shame “I am afraid.”

You expected him to laugh at your cowardice but the teasing never came. He only placed a warm hand on your shoulder as he guided you near the thick vine.

“As long as your with me, you will be safe.” Neteyam spoke with such confidence it was hard not to believe him, so you hesitantly placed your hand in his. He made sure his grip was firm as he hauled you smaller body onto the branch. You felt your stomach twist and turn in fear as you gradually made your way across.

“Use your tail to balance it will help”

You almost let out a snort at his comment. That big thing helping with balance? If anything it was hindering you. Of course you kept your thought in your head not wanting to reveal something to make you even more freakish.

“Don’t forget to watch your step you don’t want to step on a weak vine.” Almost as if on que your next step had your foot swallowed by the plant. A scream breached your lips as you clung into Neteyams arm pulling your foot out swiftly, but losing your balance in the process. All your fears rose to the top as you looked up from a the ground taking in your surrounding. All around you was nothing but sky although the other mountain was close in your panicked eyes it looked as if it was miles away.

“It’s ok, it’s ok.” Neteyam seemed repeat the same sentence as he freed his arm from your grasp and wrapped it around you. He slowly started to push your body forward with his as your hands clung to the one he had placed on your hip. He guided you off the thick vine and into the forest of the mountain resting at the roots of the first tree you saw. Leaning your head on his shoulder you took deep breaths slowing your heart down. You looked up at Neteyam only to see concerned yellow eyes looking back at you.

“Are you ok? I didn’t know heights scared you that much im sorry.” guilt washes over his citrine eyes as he looked into yours.

you let out a dry chuckle as you responded. “I did not know either, back home the highest place I ever was is on my fathers shoulders.” You placed a small hand on his as you continued “I am sorry, it is not your fault.”

Neteyam’s body went stiff when you placed your small hand on his as he looked down noticing how close the two of you were, the boy felt his face heat up. His stomach filled with a fluttering feeling as you apologized to him, he always took the blame rarely getting an apology. You noticed his sudden change in body language as the boy grew stiff under your touch, and quickly made some space. Of course he would not want someone like you touching him. Thoughts flooded your brain and you started to feel uncomfortable in your own skin. The boys eyes seems to be judging you and all you wanted to do was hide in the ground forever. You were stupid, you should have never touched him, now he’s probably disgusted.

Little did you know the boy was thinking nothing that crossed your mind as he looked at you with adoration . He felt slightly disappointed that you pulled away but he did not know why. Neteyam watched you carefully as you hoisted yourself up and adjusted your skirt. He watched as you pulled some of your long thick twist over your shoulders almost as if you were trying to cover your body from view.

“How about we explore the mountain.” You spoke softly as you made the suggestion feeling extra tiny as your brain tormented you with negative thoughts. Neteyam agreed as he brung himself to his feet. The two of you began to walk into the greenery as you took in the beauty of your new environment.

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@ultimatebluff

[the-good-bad-truth]

Pregnancy reveal on Grammy's nomination week?

Christmas jingle?

The Voice guest coach?

What's next? Let me guess some option.

1. Winter wonderland elopement?

2. Some New Age religion baptism for the child?

3. Vow renewal after two months?

4. Face reveal of the baby for some campaign?

5. Very unusual baby name?

6. Wedding sponsored by a high fashion brand?

7. Wedding footage sold to a reality TV network?

8. Honeymoon sex tape?

9. Divorce with no prenup?

10. Paparazzi knowing their location while she looks at the camera and he can't fake being annoyed, every time? How both of y'all actors, but can't act.

11. Diddy trial?

12. Custody battle?

13. Diddy party footage?

14. Child support settlement?

15. Another billionaire white party?

16. Another Kardashian cameo?

17. Another overdose CDAN rumor at a Roc Nation event?

18. Another public meltdown & temporary breakup?

19. Another Snapchat rumor of him cheating with a porn star? Notice how Teanna Trump seems closer to "his only type".

20. His first baby momma finally mustering the courage to stop hiding and speak out about all the BS he must have put her through? If she shares her truth, it'll probably be when her daughter’s in her mid-20s... if he’s still around or relevant enough for anyone to care in 10 years.

21. Somebody hopping on a podcast to share a hook up story?

22. Somebody on instagram sharing how they got an STD?

23. Third baby momma?

24. DV allegations?

25. Rehab?

26. Old tweets being exposed?

If I had to choose, I would say pap photos of them definitely, she will be posting and showing off her stomach in revealing clothes because that is now a popular trend for pregnant celebrities to be doing. So maybe she can rebrand her style as being a hot mom or something. I would also say there will be articles of how he is absent or that Megan feels his not mature to be a father blah blah. They already did that when they were engaged of how she wasn't sure he was the marrying type and later from her own mouth she said marriage wasn't her thing. I don't see them marrying at least until baby is born because that will only extend and give them more things to shove down our throats. Even then I do not see marriage in the cards for them since she had already shut down that fantasy of his, so he will be feeling too insecure to ask her again.

She will most definitely be choosing a weird baby name, and I feel like he would not have a say in the name. He would just go along with it. Because I notice when she shares something that embarrasses him or paints him in a bad light, he usually tucks his tail between his legs and takes the hit for her. Which I totally understand because if I feel if he were to speak up or go against her narrative people would just shit on him because she has been blacklisted, and a woman and he is the man who Eminem forced to switch genres.

Megan chose a perfect man to bully and I'm just going to say it cuz no one wants to admit, abuse. She is abusive to him 100%. But you know how she wants to say she is not seen as a perfect victim, well actually Megan it's Colson who is not the perfect victim cuz he is a man, cuz he disrespected eminems daughter and lost the beef cuz he is the punching bag and the but of the joke for the media and public.

Also, I know people are saying she won't show this baby, but I doubt it. She has done it in the past on her insta she had many photos of her children, and she has also done pap walk with her children at places and times where it was "family" time. I can see her doing magazine shoots with this baby or doing something for a mommy/baby brand. But I think she will do it without Colson which will only help feed into her I'm alone in this world and men aren't shit and absent fathers' narrative

[rosesradio]

I could take my time and read all books in the riordanverse, then take my time planning out a long fic

And spend 3 years writing the fic before finally finishing it

Sanders side finale still wouldn't of come out

lmaoo thank you, that’s reassuring

tbh i started IR back in March when i was recovering from knee surgery (tfw knee surgery is tomorrow) & like. i know thomas has had his fair share of issues, but it’s kind of wild how a kid that works part time, goes to school full time, has some semblance of a social life, recovered from surgery (relearning to walk over two months)…has written 70k in that longfic alone (not counting other lengthy oneshots and maintaining blog drabbles), meanwhile thomas’s full time job is making YouTube videos (and he isn’t a student afaik), yet he hasn’t even finished the script for the finale.

to be clear, he has made a ton of other filler videos and hopped on trends for views. it’s as if he’s acting like he doesn’t know what his viewers want, though he clearly has to and just won’t do it.