#ftws blurb

[lomlkenji]

༊*·˚ second | riven

★ summary : riven went to your room and found some pretty interesting things about you, oh! also about your little crush on him. 

★ warnings : reader is stella’s sister, angst, slight suicidal thoughts, jealous!reader, slight miscommunication, based on the song heather by conan gray

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You have been the second choice for as ling as you can remember. Being the little sister of Stella, you couldn't actually get away from that. 

Always being left by friends because the other one got more popular. Always having last to be picked in a group assignment. 

Always. 

Until one day you didn't feel like that anymore. Until one day you met him. 

It's weird honestly, having feelings for your sister's boyfriend's best friend. 

That was confusing. 

With Riven you always felt like the first choice. The top priority, and not the backup plan. 

But all of that went down the drain when he suddenly had this thing with Beatrix. 

At first you thought it was just a fling. Although that still hurt you, you thought it was anything but having emotions. 

But they got closer, and to anyone, in one glance they could probably say that they're a couple. 

You were fiddling with your pen in one hand, the bottom of it hitting softly at your forehead while the other holding your journal, you jotting down your latest feels and adventures. With the soft voice of Conan Gray filled the calm atmosphere. 

Everyone was out partying and you chose to stay in your bedroom. It was totally not because you were avoiding someone. 

Totally. 

Okay fine you were. You didn't want to see the guy you're into sucking faces with another person. 

"I still remember," the first verse of the song already made you let out a grunt, the song literally sounded what you felt currently. 

But as much as you wanted to turn it off, it was such a heartfelt song that you just couldn't. So you joined in singing it. 

"Third of December," you softly sang as you continued to write about what interesting thing has happened in the past week. 

"me in your sweater," the lyric made you think about a memory of you and Riven. You just have gotten into a fight with your mother, all the yelling sent your mind into a spiral, you felt like honestly drowning yourself. 

It was just too much. 

You didn't know why but your legs carried you to Riven and Sky's room. Your nose twitches every so often as the cold air hits you. 

You knocked on the door and Riven woke up from his sleep, opening it. It left him slightly baffled to see you with red puffy eyes with tear stains on your cheeks. 

The door creaked open and your heart skipped a beat looking at his shirtless figure, with bed hair. 

God he looked so good. 

He moved to the side to let you in the room, and as you were in, you immediately tackled the boy into a hug. 

You're on your tippy toes, arms wrapped around his neck, your nose inhaling his scent. 

The scent alone made you calmer but when he securely wrapped his hands around your waist, you felt home. 

"You're okay. You're okay." he soothed out as his fingers gently played with your hair. 

Sky was out so it's only you two in their room. 

Your shaking figure calmed down as he moved you guys to the bed. Softly laying you down. 

He noticed how you ran your hands to your arms, trying to get a sense of heat in the chilly atmosphere. So he went to grab his sweater from the closet and hand it to you. 

You look up at him confused, "What's this for?" you asked. 

"You looked like you were cold." he said, shrugging his shoulders and nudging his sweater closer to you. 

"Thanks." you smiled and didn't take down the offer as you quickly wore it. The familiar scent of him filled your nostrils as you sighed in relief, feeling the warmth enveloping you. 

"You wanna talk about it?" he asked softly, sitting down beside you on his bed — not wanting to break you more in your already fragile state. 

You were too tired to think as you shook your head. "No." 

"Alright, you can stay here tonight if you'd like." he nervously offered. As close as you guys are, you didn't actually go past the 'cuddling' stage. 

You felt your heartbeat picked up, as you said, "Are you sure? I don't want to be a bother-" 

"Yeah I'm sure." he answered quickly, ending your rambling. 

You let out a soft 'okay' as you laid back onto his bed. The softness of the mattress invites your sleepiness. 

Your body curled up in a ball as you rested on your left side. The bed dipped down indicating Riven moved to lay beside you.

It was awkward for a minute, Riven wanting nothing more than to just hold you close to him, but he doesn't want to make you uncomfortable. So he just laid there staring up at the ceiling.

You were already half asleep as you moved to your other side and curled up with him. 

He froze for a second, a lot of thoughts cursing through his head. It was almost like you could feel his stiff figure as you snuggled more into him, arms went to his stomach, your head on his chest.

A loop-sided grin made its way to Riven's face as he relaxed his body, his hand moved to your back drawing circles and having the best sleep in his life.

As the memory faded away, the song already is at it's chorus, "but I watch your eyes as she walks by, what a sight for sore eyes,"

You were so into the song you didn't even realise your bedroom door was open, there stood Riven staring at you in awe.

The boy has never heard you sing before and it blew him away.

"brighter than the blue sky, she's got you mesmerised, while I die," you softly continued as little pricks of tears came on the edge of your eyes.

While you were at your table, Riven moved from his spot and moved to your bed as it creaked, immediately stopping you from singing more.

You jumped up from your spot and was met with Riven staring adoringly at you. 

"Do you not know what knocking is?!" you shrieked at him. Mad that he scared you like that and because he caught you singing a song when you were thinking of him.

Riven ignored your little outburst as he said, "Why didn't you tell me you can sing?" with a small smirk on his face.

You sighed, as you answered his question with a question. "What are you doing here?" the edge to your voice was almost unrecognisable but Riven picked that up first thing.

His smile faltered, but he shrugged his shoulders acting like he didn't care. "The party got boring." in all honesty he just missed you, but he wouldn't tell you that. 

You clenched your jaw, the second result. Again. "Well, where's Beatrix? Thought she was keeping you company." the tone of your voice dipped with such venom. 

From snapping more, you moved around your room picking up clothes that were on the floor to distract yourself.

Riv looked at you, distraught. What did he do? He thought. 

He too moved from his spot and went to the table, noticing the book you once held. 

You were too angry and pissed to notice him flicking some of the pages. 

First it was all about the classes, the colour of the sky, the teacher being annoying. 

But one sentence got his eye, it was his name. 

okay maybe i do have a teeny weensy crush on riven but that's just it. 

it's how it's always been, and nothing is going to change that. 

oh my god why am i writing like i'm a̶c̶u̶a̶t̶l̶y actually talking to you. 

shit i'm late for class, bye love u. 

Riven's eyes widened as his mouth gaped wide open. 

The silence disturbed you as you looked back at him, noticing his shocked face, looking into your journal. 

The clothes you once held all fell to the floor as you rushed to your table snatching the book away. 

"What is wrong with you?!" you finally snapped. The rage and embarrassment bubbling inside you. 

"Is it true?" he softly asked, meeting your eyes. You looked away immediately to be ashamed that he found out this way. 

"It doesn't matter. You should go." you bitterly spat out, shoving your journal into the edge of the table where no one would think to look for it. 

Riven scoffed, "Yeah, it does." he said, moving to stand in front of you. 

You hesitantly met his eyes, "No it doesn't." you said to him firmly, almost threatening him to not talk about it any further. 

But we all know how stubborn Riven is, he's not going to back down for his life. 

"Why didn't you tell me?" he asked harshly. 

"And what? For you to just leave me? What would happen? What would happen differently, Riv? Tell me." your voice went louder as the sentence went, your head held highly in front of him. 

The tension in the room could be cut with a knife, you didn't even realise you took a step forward. Your chests are almost touching each other. 

Your breathing was heavy because all the pent up feelings you have for the boy in front of you coming out like a tidal wave. 

The tension was too much for Riven as cupped your face in his hands and connected his lips with yours. 

You sharply took an intake of breath, the kiss sent you speechless. But he pulled away before you could even respond. 

"That would happen." he breathed out, head fuzzy from the kiss. You don't know how much he has dreamt about kissing you. 

"Oh." you stupidly let out, not comprehending the situation at hand. 

Riven chuckled as his hands went down wrapping them around your waist. 

"Wait, wait what about Beatrix?" you asked, not wanting to be solved as the second choice, again. 

"Nothing." he said, staring at you with that look. 

"Nothing?" you questioned, raising your eyebrows. 

He nodded, "Yeah, nothing. You're my first choice, always." a smile made its way to his lips, loving the feeling of you in his hands. 

You grinned and your lips sealed once again. Your hands rest on his chest, him bringing you closer by your waist. 

I wish I were heather.

reblog for a kiss <3

[dangerkittenclaws]

simon x medic!ed!reader

word count: 1.1k

warnings: eating disorder thoughts, actions, consequences, fainting, unestablished relationship, mutual pining ftw

a/n: have this blurb of hurt/comfort that came to me while i work on requests and part 3 of pop. luv u <3

You wake up in bed with a horrendous stomachache. You tap your phone beside you, it reads 3:48am. You throw your covers off of you, covered in sweat.

You roll to your back before immediately curling up with your arms held tight around your stomach to stave off the cramping.

When was the last time you had eaten? Right. That's something that normal people do.

It had only been…two.. three.. you count in your head. Four…days? That's not that bad, is it? You’ve gone longer.

Another pang shoots through your midsection. Noone else would be in the rec room to watch you eat.

Cereal. Cereal is what your stomach wanted. Something sweet and full of sugar and carbohydrates. You think you’ve seen a box of Choco Rice in the cabinet.

Your brain fights back equally, the Chinese takeout you had the other day with everyone would be enough to hold you over until lunch tomorrow. It was full of carbohydrates. More than enough, surely. You could throw the cereal up after too, that was always an option.

You should know, as a medic, how nutrition works. Of course you know and you tell others, but ignore every bit of logical information when it comes to your own wellbeing. You don’t count in that particular equation.

“Fuck it,” you mumble to yourself as you turn over to throw your legs over the side. You don't even bother with slippers and you open your door as quietly as possible, the other hand gripping the hem of your damp shirt.

Your vision goes dark around the edges and you reach out for the wall of the hallway to stabilize you. You touch a hand to your forehead before moving on.

You enter the rec room at the end of the hallway where the hulking figure of Simon is leaning over a steeping cup of tea. He turns at your rather noisy entrance.

Shit. You didn’t want anyone here. You can always take it back to your room.

Dizziness fills your head and you become unfocused, still leaning against the doorframe.

“You alright there?”

“Yeah, uh, I…,” you take a few steps forward and another cramp twists in your stomach, hunching you forward.

“Clearly not,”

“No, I, sorry, I just feel dizzy, just forgot to eat yesterday,” you explain wildly trying to complete your mission before you get asked any more questions.

You know Simon is watching your every move. You try to control your movements, to try to stop your hands from shaking as your blood sugar is dropping dangerously low.

You open the cabinet and grab out a bowl for yourself. You stare at the empty bowl on the counter for longer than necessary, trying to make your eyes focus on the task at hand. The more you stare the harder it is to stay standing straight, you realize.

Simon gets close to you, and you feel a hand at your back. You tip backwards and crumble. “Fuck,” is the last thing you hear.

You come to on the rec couch, letting out a whine.

“There you are, love.” Simon comes into view.

“Now you want to tell me why you just passed out on me?”

Your face goes red and you want to implode and disappear. You cover your face with your inner elbow.

“No hiding. Tell me. Please.”

“I…I haven’t eaten.” you nearly whisper.

“Right, in how long?” his long fingers graze over your other arm, like he’s trying to calm a scared cat.

“Just since yesterday morning,” you lie.

You see his eyes catch your glance over, you know you’ve been caught. Why did you even try with him? It’s like he has a sixth sense. You know this.

“Try again.”

“Four…four days.”

“Let’s get something in you so you don’t pass out again, that sound okay?”

You nod in agreement.

“You stay here, I’ll bring you something.” He touches your arm again to reassure you.

“‘kay.” you mumble out, turning on your side. Your vision is better and you can focus a bit, but you don’t let your eyes wander, it makes your stomach drop. You close them to be safe.

You don’t know how long you lay there with your eyes shut, ears listening to Simon puttering around the stove.

“You want to sit up for me?” Simon is there, holding a plate above you. You don’t know what it holds.

You manage to prop yourself up a bit backed up to the armrest, bending your legs to sit cross legged. You realize you probably look ragged and pathetic to the lieutenant.

Simon lowers the plate to put in your lap, you finally see what mystery food he made you.

It’s still steaming scrambled eggs and a piece of buttered toast. Your eyes nearly pop out of your head. It’s a lot.

He reads your mind before you can speak.

“Don’t expect you to finish. Just need something in you. We can figure out the rest in the morning. The real morning.”

You smile at him, picking up the fork. You look down at the plate. You choose a medium piece of egg to stab first.

“Ill just be in there cleaning up, okay, love?” You look up at him and give a small nod before turning back to the daunting task in your lap.

Not all of it. Just a little. Just enough.

You lift the fork to your mouth and the moment the eggs hit your tongue you salivate. You realize how desperately hungry you really are. They’re buttery and salty and perfect.

Before you know it, there's another forkful and another, a few bites of toast too.

Your stomach is protesting at the sudden change but you can tell you’ll be able to keep it down this time.

Simon made it for you. You have to keep it down. You can’t let him know how long this has really been going on, they’ll discharge you and it’ll be a big fuck up. You’d gone too far already, fainting in front of your team, by god. Simon walks back into the room to check on you.

“You did great, love.” You give him a small smile before turning back to the tv to watch whatever late night talk show was on.

You set the nearly empty plate on the coffee table in front of you. The sight of it makes you sick.

He sits next to you with an arm around the back of the couch. You curl up into his side, trying to suck up the warmth he’s radiating.

His arm moves down to your shoulder and he pulls you in closer. You don’t fight your drooping eyelids as you listen to the talk show and the air slowly filling and exiting his lungs.

Your breathing evens out eventually and Simon smiles down at you. You fell asleep cuddled into him, arm slung around his middle, gripping his sweatshirt in one fist with every bit of energy left, silently telling him not to leave.

“Little medic needs to be looked after too.”

[sandinthemachine]

posting a little blurb cuz I'm very proud of myself today

-first, for those of you that will not read this whole post, brat!tamer König is happening, I'd love some fun ideas and inspiration for that, feel free to use anon (I'm sure plenty of chaos gremlins follow me that can help, you know who you are)

And several updates on Deadly Nightshade!

-I wrote 3000 words for it today! This fic has been a struggle because I'm putting a lot more pressure on myself to get the prose right and to have all the details in order because there is a bit of a mystery element to it and two intertwined plots that I'm figuring out how to balance, but! I'm excited at how it's going so far! Part 2 should be out within a week, and then after that updates will be more frequent because I'll actually, of course, know what I'm doing (plot outlines ftw even if they're a bitch to make my nd brain write)

also for those interested, the monster design is complete! After many hours of combing through research papers and getting very easily distracted by so many niche biology things, I know exactly what he looks like. Once we see more of him in the story I'll have a whole post ready for him :)

[biteofcherry]

Hey,

first of I wanted to mention how much I love your stories and the characters you create (especially Alpha Steve and Alpha Ari (you can see the pattern there xD))

Anyway, this has nothing to do with the alphas, but I just had this filthy blurb in my head, and I thought I wanted to share:

Ari (or Steve) as a swim teacher with you as his assistant. He sees you working with the kids and how perfectly you handle the little ones, and let's just say he gets a little bit turned on. A work break later, and he has bent you over in the private changing room and fills you full, saying he wants to give you your own little ones to take care of.

Anyway, that's it. I just love bare chested men in swim clothes. Much love to you.

🥵🥵🥵 Fuck yes! Thank you for this deliciously hot thot!

Impulsive breeding ftw! 🫠

[pleuvoire]

Rosemary, since youre the one who got me to listen to more PinocchioP recently, I'd love to know what your favorites of his are if you'd like to share :3

HEHE….. strap in this might get a little long. i like his music a lot. gonna start with my top favorites and then just throw other ones onto the pile from there

nobody makes sense - probably my top favorite. LOVE a good "life has no meaning so we have to create meaning" theme, and the visuals are beautiful. i'm buried in a garbage heap, looking up at the stars...

nice to meet you, people of earth (my own translation of the title lol) - ALWAYS MAKES ME EMOTIONAL. the strengths and faults of humanity viewed through the eyes of a hopeful outsider...

loveit - a quiet melancholy one about easily getting sucked into self-destructive relationships... and the mv is beautiful

anonymous m - best of his recent work imo. LOVE a good meta exploration of hatsune miku as a character or not-character

lonely ufo - one of the first songs of his i ever heard. makes me emotional...

ghosts play to the audience - really interesting song about creative integrity vs crowd-pleasing as an artist and the unclear boundary between the two. also about ghosts! and it bangs!

yozurina - a song about the uncertainty and attachment of long-distance love. dawn comes again...

vocaloid is lame - a melancholy song about dealing with haters of one's work that sort of turns into a classic pino-p "finding optimism in the midst of your sadness" thing. the high note on the astronaut line always makes me tear up a bit

everything about animals - duet between miku and pino-p himself! "there's tigers, horses, deer, working adults, livestock, monkeys, you who once raised your first cry..."

it's a festival, hey come on! - i only checked this one out recently because of the creative mixed-media mv and it took a while to grow on me but now i think the chorus is so catchy. flashing lights cw

tonchinkan feast - possibly the first of his songs i ever heard. kind of an oddball but i love the creative mv. my party trick is i can sing this from memory. if you listen to it you'll understand why it's a party trick

motivation is dead - THEE depression song

god-ish - i'm sorry vocaloid community for putting this one so far down the list i just thought of a bunch of other ones first. this one got so crazy popular it shows up in "all time miku songs" tribute art. kind of wild. i was there when it dropped, who'da known...

magical girl and chocolate - another recent one that got popular although not to the insane degree of god-ish. when i find a toku character to apply this to it's over for you guys

non-breath oblige - forgot about this one for a bit but it's so good it makes me emotional. wish it was humanly possible to sing

and i'm just gonna throw ultimate senpai, what's inside, kick ass literally, nee nee nee, and mushroom mother onto the pile real quick before this gets too long. you've already seen 404, apple dot com, what yama says goes, last continue, reincarnation apple and common world domination from my other post so i didn't write up a blurb for any of those but those are some classic favorites of mine too, especially the first three. NOW as if this post wasn't long enough here are some collabs and stuff of his i like:

i'm a controversy by ado - vocals by ado, written and produced by pino-p. aka THE FUCKING DREAM TEAM EVER. this song expresses ado's conflicted reaction to the controversy she's generated with the social criticism in her music. imo THEE best song to come out of the voca-p adjacent circle this year. mv goes hard too

(not) a devil - collab with deco*27, another insanely popular voca-p, possibly the most insanely popular one currently active. as you can imagine this one made quite a splash. i like duet collabs like this because you can hear the difference in how each artist tunes their miku. pino-p's muted soft-spoken miku ftw

gorgeous big conversation - collab with utsu-p, a less popular but still fairly big voca-p known for his signature heavy metal sound which you can hear in this song. i love the lyrics of this one they are silly and surreal, i wish this video was subbed. shoutout to internet comedian arufa who is the guy in the video, he also provided the human voice in anonymous m. you may know him from this video which got popular on tumblr

ok hope this wasn't too long :) enjoy!!! also, i put these in no particular order, but if you pay attention to the upload dates think it's interesting to see how the style evolves over time. also did you know the art is done by pino-p himself :) with some exceptions obviously but that distinctive style you see always popping up is done by him

[jrueships]

taking lil notes on the sauce getting a tat stream.... will be reblogging with more bcs this video is fucking long as shit plus with me always pausing to write whatever nonsense i find funny? yea, idk if ill be able to get thru this all lmao 😭 but yea this will just be lil blurbs rewritten n commented on as i watch on one device and take notes on another like a lil movie major or smthin LMAO. To shorten typing time, Sauce will be SG and tat man will just be K as his real name is Kyle. ok? ok

SG, impatient & cocky, trying to show out 4 the stream like a little loser: ay cmon bruh im ready 😤!!🤘🏿 *goes to lay down on the jets styled?? tatting bed??? idk what that is i don't get tats.. i just know they probably fucked on it cus sauce winced when he had to sit down LMAO. went from ay bruh im ready to EUAGH 😫!! Eh 😣😖!! in a millisecond LMFAO*

K: *checks himself out on camera for a split second*

K: *very polite to the stream's viewing. Apparently has never streamed or got an audience up close n personal during his tat sessions. Only shows the before and after photos so this is a new but very fun experience for him. aww, so cute <3 sauce getting him to try new things!!!! He's nervous about getting the best angles for us and he's always trying his best to please!! ( he's so service top it's Mad. it's MADDENIN!!! ) Sauce dramatic diva demanding hot n s*x fierce reporter mean fake bitch and his quiet polite and personable yet professionally firm, keeping sauce in line when he needs to fulltime cameraman part time bodyguard when the situation gets unexpectedly (or expectedly. Not everyone has Tat man's insanely loyal patience with sauce...) hostile WHEN??? Slowburn We're just workers/he's just my minion to ........... don't ask why we came out of the same bathroom at the same time STFU ?? HELLO??? TAT MAN!!!*

Chat: cook up kyle

Kyle: !! :] !! yea 😺!! im boutta cook 🥰 (HE KEEPS GETTING SO SWEETLY HYPED UP FROM SAUCES LIL AUDIENCE. IT'S SO CUTE LOL)

1:05 (around there idk none of these time stamps will be any accurate bcs i pause late after realizing smthin was funny then guestimate where it started so sorry :( ): sauce walking his big b00bies up in our face jumpscare :/ . To help Kyle zoom the camera per his chats demands. He lowkey high key very anxious and micromanaging abt kyle using his camera equipment lol. He just loves telling people what to do but also that shit is probably very expensive. But cmon sauce. Kyle the cameraman's got it!!! HE EVEN HAS THE PERFECT CAMERAMAN NAME LIKE?? Let him take care of you bbygirl ..😼

Sauce once again (a bit more gingerly this time) sits himself on his jets style seat thing and let's out a little cry of pain when his ass hits it??? sauce these bttm allegations are BEATING ur ASS lmao????

Kyle does what sauce was about to do for him and sauce kinda :/// >:( 😰😰😠. Sauce try to go five seconds without micromanaging challenge impossible. Complains about chat being able to see his facial expressions being too close up now and how he won't be able to fuck with Kyle no more cus of it cus they'll make shit is weird. Kyle simply responds ' That's love 🙂. '

Sauce goads the chat asking if he should end stream. Kyle at first thinks maybe he isn't cameramanning right and gets a little nervous/sad at disappointing sauce but quickly catches onto the strategy and joins in on the bait. The chat take it with a chorus of Nos. Girlboss sauce malewife Tat man media powercouple ftw?

2:58, K: wait turn ur head a lil bit? *Sauce looks at him* no, other way *sauce looks away, exposing neck to him and pre-ink*

K admires his work. Shows it off to the chat, tells them he's getting them right. Zooms in on sauce's neck

SOMEBODY SAID 'L NIPPLE' IN THE CHAT WHAT???? Chat language is so.... beautiful 😭

'Stop being a lil girl take the pain like a man'????? Yall sure this is twitch and not p*rnhub ??? tf?

Kyle zooms in. Chat: "glad to get the nipple off the page" HELP. my thoughts exactly

Kyle tries hiding sauces face with his zooms bcs he knows sauce was self conscious about his expressions lmao. Chat, instantly, and these are different people too. Everyone is a sadist here apparently. My kinda people 😼: 'WE NEED TO SEE HIS FACE FR' 'HIS FACE BRO WE NEED TO SEE HIS FACE' 'WE NEED TO SEE HIS FACE IF HE CRIES'

3:38 Sauce, reading the chat bcs if he doesn't have attention that he can feel for five seconds he explodes and dies: is my face in there ? <- literally just whined about not wanting his face seen bcs he'd get weird comments and ruin his very heterosexual very platonic relationship with tat man. But is now turning his whole tune around for some shred of people pleasing attention omg 🙄 poo fimbly 😑

K: nah they be clownin 😿.. *just wants to protect him*

Sauce agrees a bit then quickly changes subject to compliment himself.

Sauce notices camera needs shifting so he tries but Kyle's on it before he can. Sauce keeps trying anyways until eventually the needles settle him slougish

5:10 chat tells them to zoom out but sauce defends his cameraman: AINT NO ZOOM OUT 😾😾!! HE TRYNA GIVE YOU THE UPCLOSE LOOKS !!

Kyle zooms out anyways

Sauce whines about his nipple lol

Sg: yall weird af 😑 Yall tryna see my nipple or smthin 🤨? *incredulous look to camera*

K: FREE THE NIP!!!!! <- reading off chat, sadly

THE CHAT BULLIED HIM INTO HIDING HIS BOOBS LMAO. He got a blanket 😭 so now he's gonna be with another man... while under a blanket ? um. sauce I think this is pretty lose lose if u ask me .

Kyle wearing those black tattoo gloves gently touching sauces neck.... soft dom and not even trying to hide it 🤨?

Chat: stop moaning 😐

Sauce: my bad bruh 😔

Someone: get the tissues ready (????)

Sg: in da trenches 😼. in da trenches 😼

Someone in chat: sauce do u like when men fuck u? ( 🤔.. it's a fair ask 😳.)

Chat: the right side of my neck hurted the most (average sauce fan iq, im afraid )

Chat: SAUCE BABY START TWERKING

( now im just finding funny chat stuff cus all sauce doing rn is trying to not cry by randomly singing along to the music and kyle is working)

Chat trying to plot lies on kyle by spamming kyle messed up smthin so sauce can get worried lmao

9:40: around there, maybe a bit later, sauce starts groaning and cursing more

Chat: Sauce is it hard

Sauce asks how many people watching bcs u know he looooves an audience. Kyle doesn't know how to check so he has to stop and ask the chat

Kyle: Seven- ..... 776? 800? a thousand? man idk :(. yall play too much >:( yall play too damn much 🙄! ... i fuck with yall tho >:)

Chat trying to gaslight sauce into thinking Kyle's actually tatting a dick on his neck

I've been skipping or doing other stuff during some of the tatting. Sauce got up to try and figure out some twitch function? Mic suppression? idk. He lowkey stalling lol.

Kyle starts asking what the chat been saying around 31:40, curious.

Sauce and Kyle mumble to songs internmentedly lol

33:25 around there kyle raps to a song he rlly likes. Sauce adlibs it's cute

PAUSING THIS AT 35:10. We basically got an hour left in this jawn. YALL WE WATCHED ALOT IM PROUD!!!! OK im leaving this here for now, reblogging l a ter maybe even finishing it idk? I just need this shit sent cus im a lil nervous if it'll even load... this was a lotta work 😭 all for tatman and sauce interactions damn... ion even know this man's last name .. i need to go do strong people things now BYE see yall soon hopefully

[hijackalx]

Hi hello! 👋 New follower, but still shy, so anon. I am currently watching snippets and clips of BG3 while saving up for a new, monster computer that can handle it, and have recently learned of Gortash. And have read your writings and blurbs of the man, and... I just... 🥰 ❤️❤️❤️🤤😩😫🥵 Daddy Gortash FTW, I am a follower of your army 🫡

.... also, your nsfw hcs of the man had me thinking things, would it be alright if I shared some? Or would you rather not?

OOOMMGGGGG WELCOME TO THE GORTASH FUCKER ARMY SOLDIER

AND YES OF COURSE U CAN SHARE HEADCANONS !!!!!! this is a gortash fucker SAFE SPACE !!! we are openly horny around here 🫡 AND PROUD 💪🏻💯💯

[reverie-starlight]

the akaashi blurb was really sweet! Black cats for the win

tyyy!! I’m so glad you enjoyed it <3

and yesss black cats ftw!!

[acturemedia]

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[ac-art-and-stuff]

Heyo! Meet the person doin the art stuff!

( • ̀ω•́ )✧

Issa meee! In case one cannot read my chicken scratch handwriting, here's the rundown under the cut:

My name is AC, 25*, Sagittarius, She/her and They/them, from the USA. I've got two cats (Tux and Dragon) and two dogs (Marti and Coco) whomst I love very much. I'm also Bi/Omni and my gender is fluid (at least those are the labels that fit me in this portion of my life)

Fun Facts! I'm a rightie but I lead with my left foot (which is uncommon for those who are right hand dominant, I believe) I think that's because it's a habit from when I was learning Tae Kwon Do. I have three tattoos (currently, but I've got plans for MORE) and one of them is a glowy UV ink tattoo of the 2017 total solar eclipse! I was also on a bowling league! I think my highest game was 267 but it's been literal years so I could be off.

I like: cats, music (seriously the playlist I consistently listen to has a little bit of everything), vampires (or more generally gothic stuff), whiskey, pins and stickers (I have a little collection), writing, fantasy, and all things beachy!

I dislike: avocado, clowns (coulrophobia baybee!), the sound of scraping against ice/ice skating, piercing noises in general, anxiety (it is HELL), and my own handwriting lol

and for the little blurbs next to me: Yes, my ears are pointy, I'm 5' 4", I have a memorial tattoo on my arm (it's representative of my grandparents), comfort above ALL, I have a blue ringed octopus tattoo on my thigh, and ankle socks FTW

*Gotta update the pic

[lomlkenji]

༊*·˚ whipped | sky

★ summary : having a crush on your best friend while he has feelings for someone else is a whole level of hurt. but it's funny seeing how protective he is of you.

★ warning: language, fluff, teasing

★ word count: 0.8k

── ⋆⋅☆ main masterlist

YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT HURTS MORE, watching your best friend fall for someone new, or watching him get back with his ex.

Either way, it hurts like a bitch.

You were having lunch with Musa, Bloom and Aisha when Stella suddenly came –demanding– help for her lost ring.

When Sky sat down beside Bloom practically giving her the biggest heart eyes, you wanted the ground to swallow you.

Then Stella called for Sky, intentionally touching his arm as a warning that he's hers.

You felt like you were going to explode if you didn't get out of there.

You abruptly stood up, taking everyone's attention to you.

"Where you going?" Musa asked. Although she can feel your jealousy, she didn't want you to go and leave her with them.

"Library." you said to her, sending a sweet smile that didn't seem real at all.

Musa understood that you needed space, so she just nodded and gave your hand a soft squeeze.

But Sky didn't get that though, he knows you better than anyone and you never go to the library. Not while planning ahead anyways. "Wait, why?" he asked.

"Not of your business." you unintentionally snapped.

Sky's face fell at the sudden outburst and before he could ask anything you already packed your bag and started to walk away.

But of course, you couldn't just make a smooth exit without something messing up.

In a rush, you didn't even realise a guy was walking to you. You guys bumped into each other and all of the guy's books fell to the floor.

You kneeled down and started to immediately apologise, "Shit! I'm so sorry! I didn't see you, and I was just-"

The guy chuckled and crouched down taking his books, your fingers brushing against each other. "It's okay love." he said.

Your head snapped up to look at him at the sudden pet name as the heat came rushing to your neck and ears.

Sky on the other hand, didn't like how you were blushing because of the guy, and the sudden use of word love, made a pit in his stomach grow as he clench his fists.

When Musa suddenly felt a wave of anger in the cafeteria, her attention moved to Sky noticing how red his face had gotten, she smirked.

The whole situation is just funny now.

The guy you bumped into was cute to say the least. He has these gorgeous honey brown eyes that make you melt and his charming smile. Let's not forget his dimples.

Oh my god the dimples.

You coughed and broke the staring contest you were in.

Your legs were jelly as you stood up, and with holding the books, you didn't have too much balance.

When the guy noticed you were about to fall, he immediately came forward to catch you.

But Sky was faster.

He always had this sixth sense if he's with you.

It was like he just knows when you will get hurt and no matter how many times you fall, it will always be Sky who caught you.

Riv said that it's because Sky is whipped for you.

Whatever the hell that means.

Just the thought of you hurting made the blonde's heartbreak.

His hands went to your waist as he held you up. Stella and Bloom looked at you guys in jealousy but not for the same person.

You cleared your throat and moved out of Sky's grip as you handed the boy earlier his books.

The boy awkwardly took back his books and looked at you, "Can I have a name?"

You smiled, "I'm-" but as you were about to answer Sky's arm went back to your waist.

"No, you can't. Now leave." Sky said as he gave the boy a deadly glare. The boy whose name was unidentified nodded vigorously and walked away.

Your eyebrows furrowed; it wasn't like Sky to be rude.

Sky's eyes trained on the boy as he left but you turned to look at Sky and punched his shoulder.

"What the hell?" you scolded him, trying to keep your face from forming a big smile with how his arms set protectively around your waist.

He looked at you, shrugging his shoulders and said, "Didn't like him."

"You don't know him, Sky." you chuckled.

Oh, how he would hear you laugh over and over again. And to just see your smile every day makes him so happy, and how to feel when kissing you-

"Sky?" you asked him worriedly as he continued to stare at your face.

Sky blushed, noticing how he was caught in the act and decided to play it cool. "You're just really pretty."

Wow. Cool Sky. Really cool. He mentally face palmed himself. 

"Thank you." you said shyly, giving him a smile.

And he melted right then and there.

Damn it, Riv's right. He's so whipped.

reblog for a kiss!

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Monday Blurb: sometimes i order pizza at night so i can have it cold for breakfast the next day.

my mom has this weird hatred towards tomatoes. not just the vegetable itself, but anything tomato based (ketchup, pasta sauce, etc). so, when i was a kid we'd never get #pizza. it was considered a dinner treat if we did. and it was always the same pizza -- pepperoni and sausage (my brother's wish).

it wasn't until college that i realized all the other awesome toppings that are out there (pineapple ftw!). but one things for sure -- cold pizza for breakfast is the best. i always think about that during mornings like today.

[cathygeha]

REVIEW

Breaking All the Rules by Amy Andrews

Creedence, Colorado #4

 Smiles for miles that will linger after reading this book. It was PERFECT for me after a few who done its filled with murder and mayhem and so good that I had to take a break, tell my sister to see if her library had it, and get her name on the list to read it as soon as possible. I didn’t know as I began to read that I would be returning to wonderful small-town Creedence, Colorado. I have visited the town and its community ni the past and found it filled with book-hero worthy attractive single males that are high on the hunk-meter – so many more splendid stories left to be told based here – can’t wait.

 What I liked:

* Beatrice Archer: burned out ex-advertising executive, angry, ready to break out of the mold she has rigorously been stuck in, sugar lover, a bit of a rebel, learns a LOT about herself through the pages of this book…rather taken with Austin

* Austin Cooper: small town policeman, youngest of several children, a hunk, taken with Beatrice, amenable to helping Bea be a rule breaker, wiser than his years might indicate, good with and for Beatriss…love the way he says her name…and a few other things, too

* The dialogues between Bea and Austin – had me chuckling and smiling most of the book

* The close friendships – male and female – within Creedence

* Austin’s warm loving punster family

* The pies…and the part they played in the story

* Princess: adopted cat, not a spring chicken, rather bedraggled, pampered, a star in her own right

* The issues that Bea had to work through and how she did it

* The way family played a part for both Bea and Austin

* How art and creativity was such a big part of the story

* The way the age gap was handled

* Thinking about who might have their story told next AND not wanting to miss it

 What I didn’t like:

* Who and what I was meant not to like

* Thinking about how too many times in life we allow others and our own backstories to change the trajectory our lives might take

 Did I like this book?  Loved it

Would I read more in this series? Definitely

 Thank you to NetGalley and Entangled Publishing for the ARC – This is my honest review.

 5 Stars

       BLURB

 Sometimes you gotta toss your whole life into a burning dumpster to find what’s most important... Beatrice Archer has always done everything she’s supposed to —worked her ass off, ignored her non-existent personal life, and kept her mouth shut. Now she’s over it. The rat race, respectability…the underwire bras. She’s taking her life back. Starting with moving to Nowhere, Colorado to live life on her own terms. Now Bea gives exactly zero forks. Beer for breakfast. Sugar for everything else. Baggy sweats and soft cotton undies FTW. Then a much younger and delightfully attractive cop is called to deal with her flagrant disregard for appropriate clothing outside the local diner (some folks just don’t appreciate bunny slippers) and Bea realizes there’s something missing from her little decathlon of decadence…and he might be the guy to help her out. When it comes to breaking rules, Officer Austin Cooper is surprisingly eager to assist. He’s charming, a little bit cowboy, and a whole lot sexy. But Bea’s about to discover that breaking the rules has consequences. And all of the cherry pies in Colorado can’t save her from what’s coming…

[imkylotrash]

Heyloo, do you take riven×reader requests?if so, could you do one where they are dating and he gets really drunk and yells at her for being clingy and annoying. And everyone is really mad at him for the next few days because she has a reputation of being really kind towards everyone. And one day he finds her crying and it's all fluff at the end. Its okay if you cant do it too, but thanks!!

"Why are you so fucking clingy?"

Did your heart just stop beating? It might have. There is a pretty likely chance that your heart has simply stopped functioning because your boyfriend of two years just told you that you're clingy.

"It's like you're purposely trying to annoy me with all this shit!" he exclaims throwing out his arms. He almost loses his balance but that's what happens when you're as drunk as Riven is right now.

"I just asked you to walk me back to my room." You're not sure why he's reacting the way he is, but you hate that he is.

"Like I don't have anything better to do!" He can hardly stand up anymore and with this distance between the two of you, you can smell the liquor on him. You're about to reply when Sky comes around the corner.

"What the hell is your problem, man?" Sky locks eyes with you silently asking if you're okay but you don't even know how to begin answering that.

"I think I'm just going to go to bed," you mumble not bothering to check whether he hears you or not. The music is blasting through Alfea and both fairies and specialists alike are dancing everywhere. You, on the other hand, head straight for the door to the suites. Tonight, you're not exactly in a partying mood. And to be honest, you're not the next couple of days either. You know everyone has heard about what Riven did, and you know they've been ripping into him about it, but it doesn't do anything to relieve the pain in your heart.

Three days pass by before he comes to find you and by then, your sadness has turned into anger. You're a good person. You're always kind and smiling, and you don't deserve to be treated that way.

"Hi." He looks sheepish and rightly so.

"I'm not really in the mood to talk," you say about to shut the door in his face. The tears are already blurring your vision, and you don't want him to see you cry.

"Please," he says and even manages to stick his foot in the doorway preventing you from closing it. That boy has got a lot of nerve.

"Riven, stop." You're so tired of his drama. He's constantly pushing you away, and you're just so tired of trying to stay close. But Riven is nothing if not relentless so he keeps his foot in the doorway and slowly pushes the door open.

"I'm really fucking sorry. I'm the biggest asshole on the planet," he starts and you're not about to argue with that. Crossing your arms, you take a step back and let him in your room.

"I don't have an explanation or an excuse for what I did. I was being cruel for the sake of being cruel." He shoves his hands in the pockets of his jeans refusing to look at you.

"Am I supposed to forgive you now?" you ask feeling angry and petty. You're tired of Riven being able to act like this and get away with it but even now, you can feel your heart thawing.

"You're not supposed to do anything. I just needed to tell you I'm sorry."

"One more stunt like this and I'm done, Riven. I love you, but I can't keep hurting myself by staying if you're not going to be better." It's both a threat and a warning and everything in between because you really mean it when you say that you're done if this happens again.

"I know." You don't talk much after that. Both of you know that this is the final chance to make this work and the thought of truly losing you is enough for Riven to pull it together. He starts holding your hand going down the hallway, he leaves little notes in your locker. Everything you've always wanted and he does it with a smile. Your favorite part is the amount of cuddling he makes time for now that he doesn't feel the need to attend every party at Alfea.

For the first time, Riven stops running from his past and opens up to you instead. It brings you even closer together, and you just know that someday you're going to marry the boy lying next to you.

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[theofreakingbell]

Val: are you a big spoon or a little spoon?

Thor: I am a knife

Loki: he's a little spoon

[polktd]

neil perry is trans. and his dad never wanted anyone to know for fear they would judge and ridicule him, not his son. neil felt lucky his dad had even let him transition but of course, that meant every other aspect of his life belonged to his father. neil wanted to pursue theatre because it's what he's loved since he was a boy, and the little freedom he felt while at welton with the dead poets finally gave him that same strength he had when coming out to his father years and years ago. so, of course, he auditions for the play and of course, he gets the part! but he cannot tell his father, he'd let neil transition and it would be plain betrayal if neil had done anything his father didn't approve of. so, he does it in secret until he's found out. and his father is beyond furious! neil was putting himself in this naturally feminine career path, why couldn't neil see that?! his father expected him to become a man since he wanted to be one so damn bad! how hard was it to just keep his head down and blend in?? how hard was it to act like a man!!?? but no matter what, neil is his son, his child. if he's going to pursue this he better be the best damn actor his father has ever seen! and to his father, neil is not. all of the dead poets, keaton, and neil, himself know he is! but that's not enough. so, neil gets dragged into his father's car. that's the last performance he'll have an audience for. his life is over. no more welton, no more dead poets, no more todd anderson. what's life without passion? nothing, neil knows that. he let's his father yell at him. he tries once, once to defend himself. there's no winning with his father, there never was. it's late now, neil walks, the chest he's so proud of out on display for it to be discovered tomorrow. it's his last pride. only pants keep him warm and only his headpiece from the play exhibits his position. the cold gun of his father held in the warmth of his hand. this is his last performance, no audience, no applause, no awards, no praise, no way to know if anyone will like it. he almost wishes he didn't have to do this. what's life without passion? nothing, neil knows this. and he lifts his hand to his head, the gun just brushing against his head, and he's gone.