#give it a go

[eternally-tired-muffin]

me when i'm in a hating nagi competition and my opponent is barou or ego:

[skeleslime-phantom]

I gotta say, anyone who likes monster catchers, you GOTTA give Cassette Beasts a try. I've had so much fun w the game and I'm not even done with it yet.

https://www.cassettebeasts.com/

[wolfstargazer]

I appreciate and understand the love for Dead Poets Society in the Marauder-era fandom. The aesthetic is immaculate.

As a Brit and an older fan I would like to make a public service announcement that you're all sleeping on The History Boys. And would encourage everyone to go watch it.

[untilyouremember]

In So Deep, It's Love Already

Available digitally on kmanga

[penroseparticle]

I did not want to gym tonight, and yet here I am. Gymming.

[stxrshxpxd]

“make me kiss you”

pairing: 90s damon albarn x reader

word count: 1.378

warnings: none

prompt: reader is jamie’s childhood best friend and she finds herself enthralled by damon after a blur gig

requested by @stxrshaped <33!!

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I had only seen Blur once or twice in a magazine and knew they were on the rise, but I was surprised I hadn’t remembered Damon more. Now that they were on stage and we were watching them from the side I couldn’t take my eyes off him.

Jamie was my old childhood best friend and we had fallen out of contact with each other for a few years, with me having to move away across the country just before turning seventeen. When he invited me to check out his mate Damon’s show I couldn’t possibly turn down that offer.

“You think he’s preeetty?” Jamie sing-songed teasingly in my ear. I laughed too loud and the blood in my cheeks simmered. He had definitely caught my staring and grinning.

“All the girls do,” he chuckled. “And, well.. Alex gets a fair share of them too.”

I had never been in the entourage of a band of this magnitude before. The audience was roaring left and right. Blur clearly had a bright future. You could feel it building by the minute.

“Don’t you get any?” I pouted playfully, referring to the girls Jamie was talking about. He laughed and shrugged.

“A gentleman doesn’t kiss and tell.”

The show had ended a few minutes ago and I still wasn’t fed up looking at Damon. He had sunk down in an armchair with a warm beer in his hand and he was pulling on his sweat-soaked long sleeve, contemplating if he should take it off.

“This is Y/N. I told you about her,” Jamie said, sinking down on a sofa opposite Damon.

Damon looked up at me and I was suddenly aware of my body and the fact that it was just standing there in the middle of the room. The rest of the band had sat down with their beers and sweaty fringes and legs sprawled wide. Alex indeed had a pretty girl on his lap and wasn’t listening to the conversation in the room.

“Hi,” Damon said calmly through big eyes. You would think he had taken something with his pupils nearly cancelling out the pretty colour in his irises. Of course that wasn’t anything out of the ordinary with guys in bands. But his demeanour was completely normal, calm, nice, present.

“Hi,” I echoed, shoving my hands deeper into my jean pockets. I wished I could stuff my whole body in them. Damon wouldn’t break eye contact and his pupils only kept growing, along with his soft smile.

“Were you mates in school?” Graham asked and we all looked at him.

“Yeah, since we were like six,” Jamie answered, took a sip of his beer and then he handed me a bottle. I finally sat down on the armrest of the sofa, next to Graham. He was the only one without his legs spread. He hopped in closer to Dave and made space for me, crossing one leg over the other. We exchanged quiet smiles and I slid down on the leather sofa.

“Here,” Damon said loudly. I could tell he had been watching me intently and observed my friendly encounter with Graham. He was reaching his hand out towards the bottle in my hand. Without hesitating I handed it to him and he lined the cap up with the edge of the table. He gave the top of it a hard bump with the bottom of his own bottle, and the cap came right off. My beer had clearly been tossed around a bit because it fizzled up and some of it poured onto Damon’s hand. He reacted quickly, sipping some of the last overspilling beer from the bottle and when he handed it to me he licked the back of his hand clean. I thought about his mouth as I took a swig from the beer.

Half a moment passed and then Damon grumbled in discomfort.

“Ah, fuck this,” he muttered under his breath and stood up while opening and closing his sticky hand, grimacing at it.

“Y/N,” he said in a friendly tone and nodded his head in the direction he was going, out of the room.

Part of me felt like a dog being called on but I decided to push that feeling aside and follow him. I couldn’t understand why he had needed me to go with him but his charisma made it hard to say no to him.

Continually taking sips from my beer I followed Damon through a long hallway, lined with amplifiers and instruments.

“How come I’ve never met you before?”

“You have. Two years ago. I guess you just have so many girls at your feet, you don’t remember me,” I said and beamed a mischievous smile into his sweaty back as I walked behind him. I thanked my lightweight self, the beer already giving me some confidence. Damon waited a beat, slight panic oozing off of him for a split second, then he turned around with a smirk of his own and two dark eyes.

“Cruel.”

I laughed and leaned against the rough concrete wall, sipping my beer again, as he had stopped now and entered a small bathroom.

“I don’t have that many girls at my feet,” Damon stated soberly over the sound of running water.

“Jamie says so.”

“Jamie says a lot of crap,” he explained with a chuckle and met my eyes again, outside in the hallway.

“He says you and Alex are the big womanizers.”

“Now, Alex has a ton of girls at his feet, that’s true!”

We walked again but I noticed we were heading in a different direction.

“If you ask me, you’re the one they’re trying to get to but they settle for Alex cause he’s willing,” I shrugged as we walked side by side now.

“He is a big slut,” Damon laughed heartily. He had missed, or chosen to ignore, my attempt at flattery.

“You’ve really got us all figured out quick. Quite the people reader.. Do more of me,” he said eagerly, as he steered us out through a back door. We entered the black night outside and both took deep breaths in of the fresh august air.

“Um,” I laughed and thought for a moment. “You thrive off of attention I think... You’re very charismatic in a sort of calm way.. Kind of controlling and manipulative, but I don’t know if it’s in a terrible way.”

Damon was quiet for a second and he stared down at his dingy, once white, sneakers as we walked down a quiet street, in and out of soft circles of street lights.

“Well, Y/N, I haven’t ever heard anyone be described as manipulative in a positive way,” he chuckled lightheartedly.

“Hey, did you not hear me say you were charismatic?” I laughed and nudged his tricep with my fist.

“Thank you,” Damon chuckled and glanced up at me. “But, really, how am I manipulative?”

He had stopped now in the middle of a street light circle and I stood opposite him, watching the long shadows play on his soft face.

“You just led me out into the street in the middle of night and I just followed without hesitating.”

“That’s on you,” he pointed out, stole my beer from me and took a sip. Impulsively I sighed, annoyed. It felt like the two of us already had a well-rehearsed dynamic, despite being just a step or two up from strangers.

“What? Are you scared of my germs?” Damon rolled his eyes playfully inside the ovals of shadow there under his brow bones. “Please, I bet you imagined kissing me all night.”

I felt the hit, him having seen right through me, but I didn’t let it show.

“Right there! Charismatic and manipulative,” I pointed out, poking my finger into his chest.

“Manipulative?” he echoed.

“Yes, cause obviously that comment is gonna make me kiss you.”

“Obviously.”

Half his smug grin was hiding in the shadow as well and there were sparks twinkling in his eyes brighter than the light above us. Another sigh of playful annoyance escaped me before I morphed my pointing finger into a fist, squeezing his cold sweat into my hand as I pulled him by his shirt into me, pressing my lips against his.

[sk1llz-heeler]

For people who follow me for BrBa I'm so sorry. Arcane is another show that means a lot to me, and Viktor as a character even more so. I apologize for filling your feed with this shit

[eponastory]

I would love a list of zutara fics. Anything you have. But I also love humor. So if you know any fics with some humor in it. I'd love that too.

I absolutely love this story!

It's got all the stuff.

And I read it a long time ago when it was still being written. It must have been close to ten years ago when I started reading it.

It is long though. Like 70+ chapters.

But it's soooo good.

And I read this one recently

Please leave kudos for the authors though! Or better, leave some comments!

These are to start you off. I have 30 bookmarked to read right now and at least 50 that I've already read through the years.

[limeade-l3sbian]

mystic messenger is free :) you earn currency by playing if i remember right lmao (currency goes towards “secret” storylines but the main ones are free)

Hm. Okay, sure.

[mirabellemoira]

Like I said in the tags of THAT ask we’re keeping it Rated T on AO3 here ❤️ so my apologies to the anon(s) who wrote more smut in my inbox but I won’t be posting it since I’ve got some minor followers and don’t plan for this to become an 18+ blog

Please consider taking your talents to ao3 as we exist in a Jacaela content drought!!!

[every-moment-a-different-sound]

I've just realised that it's been about a month now since I exported my very first gif ever. I've improved so much in the last few weeks, and I'm having a great time learning how to get even better.

The dbda fandom has been such a kind, generous and encouraging fandom to learn a new skill in, so thanks everyone for making it such a great community :)

[jonnycaged]

I’m going to go head and give a tryout type of post here to see what’s it like currently. I have used tumblr before, however, before I actually used it for a meaningful amount of time (before they made all those changes to the community guidelines, smh) So! Let’s see how’s this platform is these days, apparently as after all, there’s no real good place to go for artsy people anymore with Flickr and X and whatnot … you get the picture, the … !!!

[mostly--bees]

This is a nice little song it says sweet things like

"When you're near me I have difficulty respirating-

When you're near me I have difficulty concentrating"

But it also says things like

"I'm feeling like a jelly fish

Just a spineless walking jellyfish"

While making wobbly jellyfish noises in the background

[strangenewwords]

i just remembered frisky dingo was a thing

[xiaoluclair]

untitled doc #4 would also be nice. mwah <3

oh god, i mean. i just took a glance at it and.

opening line check, baby!!

uh, essentially my second attempt at writing abo (shock, horror) seriously -- okay, vaguely seriously. landoscar. college/uni au. uh, fake lovers?? bu make it abo?? vaguely inspired by this one sterek piece i read once and thought Hey thats a Nice way of going about That. thank you for asking! flowers!