#havent seen you since november

[spaciebabie]

auuuugh he has no fucking idea how much i love him

[spitblaze]

I'm not a psychologist or a politician or anything approaching an expert about literally anything except a few specific video games but I feel like so many people wouldn't be agonizing over the moral implications of one (1) vote if we as the less-than-uppest-of-upper-crust had the ability to meaningfully affect change in ways other than 'spend money/do not spend money, vote for the red or blue tie'

[evadingreallife]

Me: owwwwie my foot hurtsssss

The physiotherapist: ok now move it dumbass

[nerdie-faerie]

My old flatmate randomly mentioned it seeming nice down where I am the other day I have now returned from class to see they have planned a day trip down here this weekend so that's fun

[anystalker707]

triplicated [2/2]

Pairing: Zoro x [gn, amab] Reader x Law Summary: Zoro's grumpy and needy. Tags: AU / Demon Zoro / Priest Law / man has 3 cocks and manages to bottom / law tops him this time PART ONE

Requested by @anonstories08 ["okokok lemme think maybe something along the lines of like law and y/n havent really had any exorcisms or anything lately but then theres just this giant spike in activity (guess who it is. its my fav demon prince-y :)) but law (...)]

MASTERLIST

          The letters that arrived at the office lately had been, in the great majority, only asking for the blessing of objects, once or twice requesting the Last Rites or a prayer at a funeral, but nothing aside from that. The exorcism equipment was getting dusty, and things were getting boring. It was impossible—you couldn’t believe not even a single spirit was bothering some old lady, that a demon didn’t decide to confront you two.

Since you two didn’t have any extra work to do, you were on altars again, celebrating masses to the familiar faces of the town. Many people liked you two, factually. They were grateful someone could finally stop the steps they heard in the middle of the night or the doors that slammed shut by themselves, even nightmares, in some of the worst cases.

The hours dragged by slowly, stretching themselves between appointments as you two gradually settled down for the monotonous routine—it was rather normal for the current months, and it was nice to have some calmness before November knocked in with its usual agitation.

As if the universe listened to your thoughts, the notices came in more often, but the cases weren’t exactly what you looked forward to.

“It sounds like ghost activity,” you told Law after rereading the letter you’d received while he paced around the room, trying to look for something significant. There wasn’t much to investigate in the small house of a poor single mother and her two sons. They’d described seeing things from the corner of their eyes, voices, and things falling in the middle of the night—a common thing. “Hm, but the energy here feels a little too heavy to be from a ghost.”

Law nodded in agreement as he adjusted the glasses on his face and scratched the back of his neck, his hip popping out on the side of the leg he put most of his weight on. Your eyes averted to how his ass looked in those tight jeans, but he was soon speaking again. “Do you think it could be some wrath, though?”

“We don’t get many of those here,” you said, thoughtfully looking around. One of the kids had made a drawing of something they’d seen; it was a poor drawing, but you looked at it again, observing the sloppy drawing of a human figure. It was a little confusing, with the messy lines all over the place, as if the figure’s arms were duplicated.

A sigh escaped your lips as you looked around until you found something on the ground, glistening gold. Crouching down, you ascertained it was an earring, in a very familiar shape. Furrowing your eyebrows, you looked at the drawing again. Maybe the kid’s drawing wasn’t as sloppy as you judged it to be—there was a chance they really were replicate figures, and the idea of that made something click in your brain.

“It’s Zoro,” you said as if it were obvious, earning yourself a confused look from Law.

“Zoro?”

A sigh escaped your lips as you lifted the earring. “Demon. Three heads.”

Law had to think for a moment before he raised his eyebrows and slowly nodded, eyes falling to the earring in your hand again. “So you think it might be him, hm? I see. Why would a demon go around doing such small stuff? This is nowhere near a usual demon’s behavior.”

A small crease formed between your eyebrows as you shrugged and nodded. “Well, yes, but after that mansion’s case, I concluded that we don’t know all the kinds of demons nor all about their behavior,” you stated, bringing the earring close to check if it had any inscription or anything, but its smooth surface reflected yourself in distorted images. “He wasn’t predictable at all.”

Law seemed to consider what you said, silently eyeing the earring in your hand, before he exhaled and nodded. “But he’s not here.”

“Yeah.” You sighed. “We can find him soon, though.”

There was a peak in activity, giving you two the so-wanted action, along with a headache. All the cases had similarities between them, all the same thing that didn’t truthfully need your presence there, but rather guided you somewhere. It was like a damn cat-and-rat game, so it got on your nerves easily. All those trips around the city and to its outskirts were in vain, only degrading your patience with the frustrated expectations of finally facing the green-haired demon.

“This is the last one, I swear,” Law said with a sigh, running a hair through his messy hair in a futile attempt to put his messy strands back in place, and you couldn’t determine whether the darkness around his eyes was due to smudged kohl or late nights without slumber. “If we receive another notice describing this same thing, I am ripping the letter.”

You twisted your mouth, keeping your hand on the doorknob without opening the door for now. “I mean,” you breathed but lost yourself in thoughts again. Yes, this was tiring, but you couldn’t help the little hope in your chest whenever a new letter came in, always keeping that earring in your pocket. A sigh escaped your lips as you shook your head and restricted yourself to looking at Law, turning the doorknob.

None of you had any weapons ready, already prepared to just face another empty house and go back to the office as if nothing had happened. With a hum, you looked around—it was a well-furnished house, not so big, but certainly with more rooms and furniture than a widowed lady needed for a living. Pictures hung from the walls along with framed dry flowers and embroidery works, with occasional crosses between them. The curtains and carpets were thick, matching the warm dark tones of the furniture, which was made from glossy wood.

“It’s a good place,” you muttered with a sigh, walking around quietly. Everything seemed in order, well-kept, and clean; not a single sign of mess in sight.

The hall that led to the other rooms was narrow, carpeted, with a small chandelier. A mirror took over the whole wall by the end of it, and there was a sideboard by it with a vase on top. Unfortunately, the vase had fallen over, in a way the white roses that once sat neatly inside it were now on the table while a few lied on the carpet.

“Oh, no.” You raised your eyebrows a little before crouching down to grab the flowers to neatly organize them inside the beautiful vase again, organizing the fallen petals in a small pile by its base. “Okay, it’s much better now.”

A grunt came in response and nearly gave you a heart attack, scaring you again when you noticed the huge figure behind you through the mirror. It took you a while to reorient yourself enough to recognize Zoro there, but your heart was already racing kilometers per hour by then. You needed to grip the edge of the sideboard before turning around, observing the three faces eye you curiously before they fell into a scowl, and all three crossed their arms over their chests.

“Zoro,” you said weakly, trying to catch your breath while placing a hand over your chest. It was kind of ironic that you had been so scared like that when you were part of the exorcism gang—or duo, really, since it was just you and Law—, and you should be used to things like that. The thing is that the entities and creatures usually had a presence that you could sense, but Zoro didn’t. What kind of demon was he? “You didn’t need to scare me like that. I mean, you didn’t need to do all of this in general.”

Instead of any kind of answer, Zoro just kept scowling at you. Was he angry at you? A sigh of frustration escaped your lips as you tilted your head, seeing the main figure lacked an earring, and you were about to reach for the missing jewelry in your pocket when the lateral figures looked back.

“Oh,” Law’s voice rang through the hall, justifying the figures’ distraction, since you couldn’t see much past Zoro’s big frame. “Finally. I would give up if you didn’t show up this time!” Even if you couldn’t see him, it was possible to imagine Law accusingly pointing a finger at Zoro’s figures. The response Law received was probably similar to yours, given how the scowl you received only deepened, so it only made sense the two other figures were acting in sync.

Zoro’s behavior felt off, falling out of the friendly demeanor he’d shown the last time he was around.

“Zoro,” you breathed, furrowing your eyebrows and scratching the side of your neck. “We aren’t exorcising you or anything, what do you want, hm? I mean, if you start causing real problems—”

There was a grunt in response, but it didn’t help much, anyway. What was he so grumpy for?

“Do you want your earring back?” You offered, about to reach for your pocket when his eye narrowed at you, so you gave up as well, looking away with a sigh of defeat. It was difficult to interpret it when Zoro wouldn’t say a word, just standing there and glaring, though maybe you didn’t understand his language or something.

“It’s all your fault,” Law said, and a silence followed. “I’m talking to you, (y/n).”

“My fault?” You gasped, a hand flying to your chest when Zoro grunted in what sounded like an agreement. “What did I even do?”

A sigh came from Law, and he soon came into view, standing by Zoro—he looked from Zoro’s face to you a couple of times before he sighed. “Dunno.” He paused. “But I remember you mentioned wanting to keep Zoro and all. Did you go after him after that? Because, like—”

“Shut up,” you said in response, noticing that all three faces continued eyeing you as if sustaining Law’s words, so you raised your hands in defense. “Law didn’t even think about it either, in my defense. He could have visited on his own, even!” You raised your eyebrows, watching Zoro’s attention also turn to Law, which made the priest immediately glare at you.

“Making him angry at me as well won’t do any good!”

“At last I’m not dying alone, if anything.” You shrugged, and one of Zoro’s figures facepalmed, making you chuckle a little. “Poor thing, I didn’t mean it,” you said soothingly while grabbing one of the main figure’s hands so that he would stop sulking so much. “Honestly, I thought it would be a little too hard to actually be close to a demon, with all the church job, always being in the church and stuff,” you said, feeling his hand slowly soften into yours until he was holding your hand. “Oh, right…”

The earring was deep in your pocket, needing you a moment to reach for it, but you soon presented the jewelry for him on your palm. “Here it is.”

One of Zoro’s hands closed your own while the other pushed it away, back to you, which made you raise an eyebrow and tilt your head, but he still didn’t let you return it.

“For me?” You raised an eyebrow. “For me to keep?” And there was a hum of approval in response that made your heart flutter while your lips parted into a grin. Zoro took the earring from your hand, but it was only so that he could replace one of your earrings with it instead. You eyed Law, still grinning, as Zoro pulled you close to himself for a hug, earning yourself some glares from Law.

“Seriously, though,” Law cut in with a sigh and looked up at Zoro, “you have to behave.”

One of the side figures kept focused on you, his hands playing with your hair and the earring, sometimes cupping your face, but the other two looked at Law with sighs and scowls, almost frowning.

“You could even go after us,” you agreed, “making us chase you wasn’t exactly nice. Since you’re serious about wanting us around, we can manage to be more present, but you can’t cause trouble, though.” As you looked at him, Zoro actually frowned, his hands stilling to cup your cheeks. “Come on, we can’t let you loose and lose our reputation and stuff. Sorry, pookie, no great privileges for you.”

A groan came from Zoro as he squished your cheeks together, only to let go when he noticed your gaze wouldn’t change.

“Yeah,” you hummed, “be a good boy.”

Law rolled his eyes at you, shaking his head a little. “Let’s go.”

“Let’s go…” You cut yourself off when Zoro picked you up, almost throwing you over his shoulder as he started walking away. A wide smirk tugged on your lips when Law glared more.

          Whatever you expected, it all felt so fucking dumb now. Trusting a demon wasn’t a good idea in the first place—whether Zoro was challenging your agreement or just doing it for attention, it didn’t matter now anyway.

Law was behind his desk as usual, taking notes as he checked a few documents. A sharp sigh escaped your lips as you sat on the armchair in the office, reading the letters you’d received lately. It would all be a completely normal day if Zoro weren’t there—he knelt on the ground right between your spread legs. He knew he’d fucked up, but you doubted there was any guilt since he eyed you like that.

A figure’s head rested his head on each of your thighs, while the middle figure had his chin on your crotch, in a way you could feel it whenever he swallowed, his arms wrapped around your middle. The side figures hugged your legs, drawing patterns on your calf with care not to scratch you through your pants with the sharp nails, but it had been going on for long enough to be buried in the back of your mind and ignored.

“I can’t believe Mrs Auclair is still complaining about those ‘ghosts’,” you breathed, reading the letter again, trying to search for details that indicated anything different from usual, but there were none, as expected. “I think she just wants to keep seeing us, at this point,” you chuckled, shaking your head lightly at your own joke.

Law scoffed as he pinched the bridge of his nose, lifting his glasses a little in the process. “She should be in a retirement home, not living by herself, at this point. Maybe they should even pay some nurse, just a caretaker.”

You sighed, placing the letter away on the side table before opening the next one, but there was a grunt this time that made you lift the letter and look down instead. Zoro’s eye widened a little when your gazes met, and his teeth disappeared a little with the way he pressed his lips together and looked away for a moment.

“I’m not falling for your lost puppy behavior,” you said in an accusing tone, pointing at Zoro while placing the rest of the letters on the side table. His brows lowered in frowns, and one of the figures had his cheek pressed to your thigh while pouting, stupidly lovely, but you still remembered what Zoro had done.

Having those cases going around was bad for your reputation. Only the fact you and Law were so effective in what you did kept you from being exonerated, since the people in the higher ranks weren’t fond of you two at all, but they also couldn’t find anyone else who exorcised entities that well. If Zoro was causing trouble that the two of you couldn’t handle, then it meant problems for you two and Zoro. The thought of Zoro being caught and exorcised by someone else bothered you, maybe more than it should.

“Stupid.”

Zoro glared at you this time, probably because of the unusually flat and dry tone rather than the insult itself. He mumbled something, but it was obvious that you didn’t understand it.

“We better go check on Mrs Auclair just in case,” Law said as he glanced at you. “Just to improve the situation a little.” He sighed, looking at Zoro and furrowing his eyebrows in a glare. “Everything is under control, thankfully enough.”

“Finally, at least,” you muttered, holding Zoro’s gaze with another glare until he was pouting. “What are you looking at me like that for? I know you don’t even regret it.”

Instead of trying to argue, the main figure buried his face into your crotch, erasing the thoughts away from your mind as your cock twitched almost as an immediate response, even more so when he looked up at you. His gaze carried something you couldn’t quite identify, but it started making you aroused shamefully quickly. A breath escaped your lips as you looked away, shaking your head faintly.

Zoro considered it a victory as he started unbuttoning your pants, and two figures mouthed at your cock through your boxers, working on slowly making it harder, while the third one massaged and kissed your thigh.

“I don’t understand why you always have all the fun,” Law cut in, receiving a glare from you that didn’t make him waver.

“You’re just never the one to make the first step, so it isn’t my fault you’re missing out,” you sighed, running your fingers through the hair of the figure that rested his head on your thigh—he tilted his head up until nuzzling your palm.

          Law’s pants were undone, with the belt still in the loops, and down to the middle of his thighs along with his boxers as he knelt over the fluffy carpet, with one of Zoro’s legs pressed to his torso, ankle on Law’s shoulder. Zoro was on his side—the main figure, it is—, using his arms to keep himself in place, with help from the other two; one of them had his forearm under the forehead for support in leaning over, and the last one sort of mirrored the main figure’s, though he seemed a little more unquiet than the others.

“Tight,” Law breathed with a groan as he pushed his hips forward, making Zoro furrow his eyebrows and moan. Now that you weren’t the one fucking him, you were able to take a good look at his face—faces, if you will—while he was being pleased like that, sitting over your folded legs on the carpet with them.

“Yeah,” You agreed with a hum as you took Zoro’s face between your hands. He looked at you with a soft groan, breath hitching whenever Law’s hips moved. His pupil was blown, sometimes losing focus on you at the same time his back arched and a louder moan spilled from his lips.

Kissing Zoro felt different, even more since he had his teeth on the way, but it wasn’t bad. You groaned softly as his lips parted open, and his tongue met yours, gliding along it while he kissed you back messily. He moaned into your mouth, one of his hands cupping the side of your neck to pull you closer.

“You better be a good boy now,” you muttered while nipping on Zoro’s bottom lip, tugging on it until the skin was red and swollen, and it was quite a work to admire. You licked the excessive saliva away from your lips as your eyes kept trained on Zoro’s expression and how it contorted in pleasure. His eyebrows knit together once Law started fondling his balls, putting a little more intensity into his thrusts, and Zoro’s hand gripped on your shoulder. Impressively, Zoro was quite sensitive. You’d missed that.

You wondered if the sensations were split between the three figures in equal proportions of it, or if all felt the same thing equally. The first option seemed more probably, though, given how the side figures would practically blur out sometimes.

It was obvious you were hard, with your cock pressed uncomfortably against your boxers, but playing with Zoro seemed so much better at the moment. He was so responsive to everything, tilting his head to the side to expose his neck even more for your kisses and nibbles. Could you leave a hickey on a demon? You were up to testing that, nipping and sucking on the skin, doing your best to find the most sensitive spots.

One of your hands trailed down his torso, tracing his abdomen before taking a handful of his pec to squeeze—he seemed sensitive there as well, hissing and arching his back, allowing his moans to become louder. His body shook lightly with the impact of Law’s hips against him, but it wasn’t enough to disturb your plans. You were able to lean in comfortably and start kissing Zoro’s chest, feeling the soft skin under your lips before your teeth started tugging on it, working with your tongue to bring even more pleasure to Zoro.

“Fuck, what are you so big for,” you muttered absentmindedly against his chest, groaning as his hand moved to the back of your neck to pull you closer.

Zoro eventually lay on his back—probably handled by Law, but you were too busy to notice—and pulled you over him with it, keeping your face pressed to his chest. The new position allowed you to use your other hand, squeezing his other pec while you nibbled the one in front of you. His nipple was hard under your tongue, and his moans just grew louder when you started using your teeth on it. As his back arched, he pressed your head to his chest with your hand, so you were glad to comply with his wishes and suck more on his nipple.

“I think he’s close,” Law groaned, breath hitching in his throat.

It took you a little struggle, but you could look back at Law humming softly, observing his messy state and the way Zoro’s cocks fell back on his stomach heavily, creating a pool of pre-cum on his lower stomach, then you turned to Zoro again. “No cumming unless we tell you so,” you said with a glare, receiving a whimper in response. Hot. It went straight to your gut.

Your lips parted in a grin as you grabbed the silver cross from your neck and started to run the edge along Zoro’s chest, a few centimeters above his nipple. He hissed, but his cock twitched with the way his skin burnt under the cool metal, but you kept writing your name into his skin. “Maybe today you’ll learn how to behave.”

.𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟.

[soup-du-silence]

(I'm so sorry if this ends up being sent twice, the first time got a bad request error :'D) Top 3 favourite cards from twst? Be it for the art, vignette, clothing, etc!

jhsflaskhdh sooooo okay I've only been playing since november! so there are a lot of cards I've missed/havent even seen because....idk there's a lot of them and sure, I've gone and looked at my faves to see whats available but there's a lot of characters I haven't bothered looking at and

basically welcome to the kalim al-asim appreciation hour lmao

Jamil is actually my favorite boy, but I think a lot of his cards are kind of mid, and it's probably because he's one of the (many) characters they try to make, like, seductive looking, and. That doesn't really do much for me lol. I don't like Jamil because he's sexy, I like him because he always seems like he's one personal inconvenience away from killing everyone in this room and then himself. Objectively he's gorgeous but I actually like his live2D better than I like a lot of his cards, if that makes sense! (I actually had a laugh about his applepom card when it was announced because what are you DOING you doofus get off the GROUND you look like a FOOL!! The groovy is cute tho so it's fine haha)

And Kalim is not really a sexy-type character! He's just a plucky, fun-lovin' guy here to have a good time! That's usually the kind of character I gravitate to, so his cards are superior to me. (My top three boys are Jamil, Kalim and Ruggie, so Jamil is really the outlier haha)

anyway:

Pop music club Kalim!

Obviously since I just started playing, I missed this one and I'm devastated about it. All the pop music club cards are GREAT because their little battle sprites music the enemy to death and that's just amazing, but Kalim gets a grunge look and that seems made for me, specifically, because loving flannel is a native trait for my specific breed of lesbian. Combat boots too??? Thank you. I wish these cards had vignettes, I want to know who dressed him. (It was Cater.)

Tsumsitter Kalim!

Okay primarily I like the ungroovied version of this one (actually?? I usually tend to like the ungroovied versions better most of the time) because he is SO cute in it? His face?? Is adorable??? (Yknow how I said I like Jamil's Live2D better than his card art? Kalim ALWAYS looks more like Himself to me in card art and I dont think his Live2D ever really does him justice.) I have the same complaint everyone else does about the groovy, in that the lighting is weird and it makes them look unnecessarily pale. Otherwise it's alright! The TsumTsum events are very stupid but also very charming.

Playful Dress Kalim!

God I can't wait until we get this event in EN asfdskf at least I didn't miss playful land!!! They could give my man a break from the dropped-crotch pants now and then but otherwise this look is amazing.

Honorable mention to all of Ortho's cards, they all fuck unnecessarily, all the swimwear cards are a lot of fun (I also want this event in EN, it also looks stupid but charming), and I'm making one concession for Jamil's Birthday Jacket Groovy, it was his birthday and they let him commit one murder, as a treat, go off king, you deserve it (rip sebek):

[spacesymbol]

heyyyyy. crazy month and a half, am i right? 😅

my sincerest apologies for the truckload of reblogs.... plus even more sincere apologies if i reblogged a very old post of yours that you forgot about 😭

ive had those sitting in my drafts for a WHILE so that they wouldnt get drowned in my likes.... but i have some weird mental hangup about posting here without also posting a Life Update..... but i kept procrastinating actually writing a Life Update..... so here we are!!

anyways. that being said. LIFE UPDATE TIME!!!!! (no cut since theres actually some very important stuff in here)

first and somewhat foremost, i submitted SEVEN college applications exactly a month ago. for context, my entire applying list (as of right now) is only nine schools. and i procrastinated SO HARD on the application materials.... it was soooo bad. basically mid october to early november was the most stressed i have ever felt in recent memory 😁👍 and i coped with it soooo well, as i historically always do (sarcasm)

the fall play(s) also recently came and went!!! the rehearsal process wasnt that bad, it was moreso just anxiety provoking since i was constantly saying "yeah it (the show) will come together eventually" even when opening night was a few days away... but the show(s) did come together!! at least, my two scenes did. i honestly can't speak for anyone else, but my scenes both went fine during all three performances with minor errors, if any

although, the week of performances and the last few days of tech was so very brutal. i had to be in the theater until 8pm or later every single day of that week (november 18th to the 23rd), which meant i was in school for over twelve hours each school day. i had to put a lot of things on the backburner to focus on the show (and not losing my mind) that week, and schoolwork was one of them.... so i am currently once again in overdue assignments hell. my classes have been fine other than that though!!!

my mental, emotional, and physical health also definitely have been on the backburner for a WHILE now.... a wonderful example is how i havent seen my therapist in two months now, and for context, im supposed to see her once a week!!! so im clearly doing fine (sarcasm). its weird though, the play honestly wasnt that distressing for me, since i had already hit mental rock bottom earlier that month because of college applications

my physical health has also Not Been Good at all.... one of my scenes in the play (the gay one) involved a shit ton of stage falls.... and our stage is made of polished wood. we took all the necessary precautions to protect my bad knee (knee pads), but that didnt do much to prevent the ridiculous amount of bruising all over my body that i still have a week after the final show.....

eating has also been Bad. but i wont go into details about that 🫶 ive been able to keep having regular appointments with my dietitian, so genuinely dont worry about that. i will be fine!!

ive also been like. mentally checked out for a while, i guess. like i mentioned, ive been doing some research into dissociative disorders and symptoms to get more clarity on if im a system or not (which i do have an answer on btw), and i think the best term to describe it is depersonalization?

and uh. okay this is actually really important. about the system thing, i came to the conclusion after a LOT of research and self reflection that i do not think i am (or ever was) a plural system. i dont think i should post the entire esaay i wrote on how i came to this conclusion (because i dont think most of you want to read all that). but if any mutuals want, i am MORE than happy to dm the whole explanation, since i know it might raise some eyebrows that i suddenly dont identify that way anymore

however, the tldr is that im pretty sure i have dissociative amnesia instead, because i never once experienced amnesia between the personas that i thought were alters, and these personas were never really that separate from me, moreso extensions of me in terms of personality, if that makes sense. there were also some.... quirks of how my "system" operated that also made me suspicious, like how i was basically always frontstuck, and how my "frequent fronters" ALWAYS aligned with my interests at the time. i honestly think that i only arrived at the conclusion that i was a system in the first place because of the environment i was in at the time (the majority my friends at the time had the system realization and were talking about it), and the fact that no one ever really questioned me being one. which im NOT saying that i wish people had, since thats rightfully a very rude thing to do, but i definitely would have benefited from someone kindly calling all that into question, yknow?

the biggest takeaway though, should be that i didnt know until very recently. there is a world of difference between intentionally lying about being a system, and unknowingly being wrong about being a system. the MOMENT i started to suspect that i was wrong, i made it known here (in the previous Life Update) and on twitter, and i refrained from using any system terminology for myself until i came to a definitive conclusion, which i only did recently. additionally, i recently removed the system section from my pronouns dot cc, and my simplyplural account is still up, but obviously not in use

ummm. other personal updates.... im hopefully going to start legal and medical transition soon?? my stepsister (also trans) has been pushing my mom and stepdad for it as a result of the election, which sparks the conversation for me by extension

as you can probably tell by the majority of the recent reblogs, the release of season 2 reawakened my dormant arcane hyperfixation 😭 it somehow came back even stronger??? if any of you happen to remember my jayvik posting from november 2021, you deserve a spacesymbol elders discount....

what else..... oh um!!!! i had an awesome joe cool (snoopy) costume for halloween this year that i made extremely last minute :)

okay. okay!!!!!!! in terms of the future!!!! im on thanksgiving break right now until this tuesday and the break is Extremely welcome.... the spring musical (aka my final high school theater show) has already been announced, and its curtains, which should be exciting, but i dont have to think about that for a While....

in terms of like Immediately upcoming things, my schools robotics team has our first qualifier coming up so im gonna have to lock in on preparing for that soon.... for college stuff, i should be getting two decisions fairly soon (one from my early decision school and one from a rolling deadlines school), and i have two more applications for early january, but all i really have to do for them is finish writing their supplements..... so HOPEFULLY i should be slightly more active on here??? i feel like every time i say that i end up jinxing myself for inactivity, though. so honestly, who knows!!! but i dont really have as much of a Pressing Reason to not be active here, i guess

thats all.... jesus fuck i wrote a lot. my bad!!! no wonder i procrastinated writing this GODDAMN!!!!

[legend-the-dumb-jock]

Stereotypical: side story

The old man has just watched as his pas test creation walked of the apartment building. Ex dumb jock to the max. Dumb as a brick and as wrong as a bull. He clapped his hands together and grinned. He had plans for his final crew member at the construction site but had to find the right specimen for the job. He got in his mustang and drove off enjoying the wind in his stringy hair as he rode with the top down. He noticed he needed gas and pulled into the station. He was getting too old for this. At his age he was getting tired of these human contraptions that were just as demanding ad the people he created ! He got out of the car and made note of somebody the states he got from across the road. Being an old man man getting out of a car like this made the younger men jealous abs he just grinned showing his sharp teeth. But they couldn’t tell being so far away. He would see then soon enough when he was done with his construction workers. He pumped his gas and went into the gas station to pay. There was no one being the counter. He rang the bell several times but no one’s ever came to the counter to take his money. He could just be devilish abs drive off without paying but he wants to scope out the product that could be used if needed. Since no one was coming to the register he walked about the store. The only other person he seen was a man standing in the chip aisle with his arms crossed trying to make a decision on what he would be getting.

“My dear boy. Have you seen anyone working here ?” The old man asked catching the man off guard. Pulling his eyes from the chips he looked at the old man was shocked st first abs he seen the oldest man he’d ever seen right before. Stuttering he answered no. Then continued “ now that you mentioned it I havent seen anyone in here at all ….” The old man chuckled. And just clasped his hands together. “Well we’ll my dear boy. We have an issue then. You see I just got gas. But no way to pay. What do you do for work ?” The man was thrown off by this question. Abs was tanner if to respond when the old man just laughed and said “I know what you are ! You run this place!!” The man didn’t know what to think before he heard his stomach gurgling. “What’s….what going oooooooonnnn” he started to moan being brought to his hands and knees. His vision getting blurry as he felt a weird sensation. He felt as though he was sweeling. Everything went dark and did few moments the world didn’t exist. He felt warmer. He could smell the thick scent of cologne as if someone bathed in the stuff was near. He heard a bell chime several times and the old man was back at the counter. Hitting the bell and look right at him. “I don’t have all day. Are you gonna come up here and run this place or not!” The man didn’t know what to think as his body began to move on his own. Without him even doing anything. He lumbered to the front. Walking behind the counter in the small work space and took the man’s money. Right before the old man left he look cupped the man’s face in his hand “yes this suits you well. Now you just have to grow into you’re new role”. And as he walked out the man could feel his body changing more. He staggered to the bathroom. Feeling his body change. Hair growing in thick. And his muscles expanding. His lips puffing up and a thick beard growing across his face. A thick gut sticking out from his once thin frame as he took on all the characteristics of an Arab gas station owner. The final touches came as his skin darkened to a permanent tan. But the time his change was finished he was a walking stereotype of an Arab where he was just a slim Caucasian man moments before. And then he heard a bell ring again. And his body forced him to go take care of customers. After all, he was joe stuck running a shop. And he had a lot more growing to do to fit his new role.

November 11th, 2021 9:04pm stereotypical male transformation

[wander-wren]

wrt to the “adam shouldve been a visionary” dreamer trilogy/greywaren post i’ve seen a few times (possibly reblogged?)….well, maybe, but also no.

it’s not that i don’t have my own gripes with tdt (namely, yes, not enough adam), but i just…i can’t get behind visionary adam. not canon visionary, anyway.

like. you’re telling me ronan “the choice was death or hurting adam, which wasnt a choice at all” lynch would have handled it with ANY amount of grace if adam “i will be your hands. i will be your eyes” parrish was given the ultimatum “hurt others every time you have a vision and live, or turn the visions inward and quickly die horribly”??? no!!

and maybe in this alternate version of tdt that’s the whole point, yknow. if that’s what you want, ABSOLUTELY go ahead, dream on about it, write the fic, send it to me i’d love to see. etc etc etc

but the point of the dreamer trilogy is that it’s about ronan. so if we’re keeping with that vision (ha), and with the basic premise of the series, then no, i don’t think visionary adam is a good idea.

which begs the question…what WOULD i have adam do?

[disclaimer i read each book as they came out and havent done full rereads since so my memory is spotty, pls correct anything i get wrong]

in all honesty i would keep call down the hawk essentially as it is bc i think it was good. it takes place during november, no? so potentially add in/exchange a shorter adam moment for thanksgiving break. he can help scry and figure out psychic things and be distrustful of bryde.

have winter break be during part of mister impossible. seriously where are adam’s school breaks lmao. adam is relentlessly practical and cares about ronan and he should be here to sow doubt and try to curb some of ronan’s more ecoterrorist tendencies. ronan can sneak around and hide from him and there can be tension and worry and anger. but also a lot of good pynch feelings still, ofc, bc its Them.

but don’t worry! they can still have a big fight/falling out over the ley lines/bryde/the ecoterrorism before adam leaves for school again. as silly as it is that ronan freaked out over an unread text when adam was literally napping, maybe this time it’s deliberate. or maybe adam really was napping again, or driving, or whatever. the rest of mister impossible can play out from there, or a condensed/reshuffled version of it to accommodate adam being there for a while.

greywaren can start the same, but for the love of god let ronan get out faster it is HIS BOOK. i do like henessey helping him do that i think its an important part of her character, and adam’s part in all that was very good and angsty so i wouldnt change it, but i would have it happen in the first half. ronan and adam make up and go off to do whatever was happening by the end of greywaren tbh i got confused. or something totally different! who knows.

also i just want to see adam interact with the actual visionaries and with carmen and henessey more and with bryde i think it would be very cool. very fun.

i also think gansey/blue/henry shouldve shown up literally ever at all but idk how they fit in so shh

[butch--dean]

wip tag game

Rules: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have WIPs

hehe thank you beloved @realmandolin for tagging me <3333

I havent been actively working on any creative projects since I finished so you are tired amv in November BUT ofc I have several yet-to-be-started or in-process (but currently abandoned) amvs that perhaps you would like to hear about....

father & son cat stevens dean amv

lebanon / hozier as it was amv

simply nothing sister wife sex strike dean/meta/chuck amv

weak skunk anansie castiel amv

white sheet bellows castiel death amv

who we are hozier destiel /chuck won amv

you don't have to say you love me dusty springfield destiel amv

tagging some besties who I don't think? I've seen do this already? no pressure though <3

@kellyscabin @revenge-of-the-assbutt @letmeblued @nostalgicbones @bisaster-energy @their-we-go

[live-emotion]

Any idea what the "Serial Code Pass/Path" is?? I dont think ive seen any posts anywhere mention it so far, but it says its available to view from the 14th-24th of this month and came from a Special Mission to just play 18 lives

Sorry I havent posted about it yet! with the event and all the birthdays lately (and some new adhd medication thats been kicking my ass) I've had to choose my battles haha.

Clearing the special mission of clearing 18 songs gives a serial code to enter the ticket lottery for All Star Stage Dramatic Magical Story, a CG/hologram concert like All Star Stage Music Universe. It's not a guaranteed seat, just a chance to enter the lottery.

The special mission is available until the 11th of November

Serial code display period is November 14-24

Ticket application period (for the Live Emotion serial codes) is November 18-24

Lottery results are announced December 2-8

Concert is held Merch 13-16 2025.

I figured it wasn't a top priority to post about straight away because most international fans won't be able to utilise it since the concert will be held in Japan and you must have an Eplus account (requiring valid Japanese phone number, address, and payment method argh)

[urapocolypticcrush]

hiiiiiii rose 👋👋👋👋

omg ur cat is called tiger thats so adorableeeeeeeeee

noo i would never laugh about that, ive only been a swiftie since 2021 haha, fearless tv was the era i became a swiftie, but evermore/1989 were the albums that did! obvi i had heard of her before that tho!

thats so cool u can do that for the eras tour! im so excited for her europe shows, especially the rumored ttpd set... 👀

your favourite songs are soo similar to mine what the heck??!! tis the damn season?? sweet nothing?? WE WERE HAPPY?? MASTERMIND?? omgggggggggg i love the appreciation for these ahhhhhhhhhhh

got some more stuff to ask u!

what made you start your blog? when did you start your blog?what are some of your pet peeves?have you listened to risk by gracie abrams??how tall are you?

thank u for answering my questions! it makes me so happy when i see a new reply from by favourite blogger on tumblr!!!!!

from anon💌

hiiii anon 💌 <3

aw thank youuu!!! fearless tv era is such a nostalgic time omg and i love the albums that made you a fan!!!!! SAME im so excited to watch new livestreams and this possible ttpd set AAAH

OHMYGOD IM SO HAPPY YOU LIKE SOME OF MY FAVES IVE NEVER SEEN ANY APPRECIATION FOR WE WERE HAPPY SO THIS IS LIKE AN INSANE MOMENT!!!!!!!! im so glad you like them you’re literally the coolest person ever.

ooh im excited!

honestly tori spring made me start this blog lmaoo (idk if you know who that is, but basically alice oseman the writer of heartstopper has a book called solitaire and the main character in it has a tumblr blog lol) and i only started the blog last november so its not been very long!!

some of my pet peeves are whenever hands are sticky or dirty I CANT TAKE IT and i hate lying in bed or even sitting on a bed with outside clothes on its just so ewww

ANYWAY i havent listened to risk yet but i will!!! my friend loves it so i know its probably amazing tehee (oh and im 5”6!!!)

aww youre so sweet, your asks make me so happy too!!

thanks soso much anon bye bye 💌💓

[planetary]

thinkin abt back when i got hired at the gas station in 2018 and one of my coworkers turned out to be my estranged great aunt and she was like hi nice to meet you i’m brenda! and i was like i know. i’m your brother’s granddaughter. and she was like :)? uh no i don’t think thats right, my brothers dead,… and i was like Yeah he died in november 2002 and you took me out for ice cream and i never saw you again. Hi. and she looked very scared for a moment but then laughed and was like woaahh uhh wow!! look at you! should i hug you? and idc i hugged her i dont have any grudge against a woman i havent seen since i was a toddler. but i think about how much she must have been shitting her pants in that moment. i had fun at least

[cottoncandysprite]

You just saw Hadestown? Wanna talk about it? I saw a tour production of it back in November and I still haven’t recovered from how amazing it is and still have a ton to say lol. The parallel of Hades and Persephone and Orpheus and Eurydice, the tragedy, Orpheus representing Hope and Perseverance, love and loss… the way they end at the beginning… 😭 literally everything. Fave musicals of all time. (Also a proud defender of the original recording and the broadway version as both do some things better.)

Omg its been my fav musical since i heard the OBC recording in 2019, I havent gotten too deep into the older versions but i find the differences ive seen and the stories ive heard about how it started out super fascinating!!!! After getting used to animatics, bootlegs of the london version, and my CD of the cast recording, I convinced my mom to get me tickets for the tour for Christmas and now we're both obsessed lol

The parallels are so heartbreaking, the writing is amazing, i just can't stop thinking about it fr

In case you were wondering btw, my fav songs are Wedding Song and Chant (my mom's are Wait For Me and Flowers)

[lilunaire]

GAAAH!! Just found out you were able to keep going with Til’ We Burn Our Skins, I’m so so so so SOOOO happy!!

I’ve been rereading the fic and truly, you portray the trust between them in such a gorgeous manner, you can tell just trough the way Miles and Gwen interact, even if cold at times, that they’re the one the other trusts the most in this world. I cannot tell you how much comfort your writing brings me, I love love love the way they both need to love each other, would love to see,more in depth if Gwen is just scared of the possibility of a cannon event (ergo, her dying) or if its her grief and fear getting the best of her (or both). I wrote this in a comment I left in anotnee fic, but I think that you would like to hear it:

When it comes to the cannon, Gwen is seen as a walking ghost, when other Peters see her, they see their dead love. Gwen is, for so, seen as not meant to be. Miles is also 'not meant to be', as he was bitten in a true accident, and not in a 'destiny' kind of situation. Both Gwen and Miles, I think, share this small burden of sometimes being seen as a strange sight, and I would ADORE if this was explored in any piece, really.

Anyways! Hope you have a very very happy life, and that you continue to share your talents with the world. Would love to hear what you think, would love to hear what you like about Miles and Gwen's dynamic.

— 📻

Hi 📻 anon 🥰 it's so nice to read from you again!

Yes, i never really gave up on it, it's just that the writer block was so strong i was barely writing anymore. But im getting closer and closer to the end, and I hope to be able to post it on November, maybe even this week (or next one).

You are so sweet, you cant imagine how much i love reading comments like this, especially since it's been a long time since i havent posted anything on AO3. Writing Miles and Gwen being each other life buoy, comfort person, and whatever their context is. This (+ why is Gwen still scared of some things) will be approached in this chapter, because i felt it was important to write about gwen's insecurities and why they're here (even if i somehow showed it a bit with last scene of chapter 7, aka fireworks scene).

For me, Miles and Gwen's dynamic is something I've never seen before in other media : im usually not fan when the characters fall in love so fast because it always feels so rushed, but not here. Their love is so pure, so adorable, and Miles being an emotionally intelligent guy really helps in my opinion. For now (start of ATSV), they're still in their 'i have a crush/im in love' phase, which means they see the other as an ideal version of themselves, which is why I think miles was so taken aback by the end of ATSV, because he wasnt expecting Gwen to do something like this, while it's obvious that she has defects, she's human and just a teenage girl !

In twbos, i wanted to write them in the second phase, the 'i love them' phase, while still being in a pseudo-platonic relationship. They get past each other defects and learn to love the other for what they really are, especially when gwen starts to basically live with him.

And recently, a lot of things changed for me, which slowed me even more. Plus, i SERIOUSLY have to start studying for my exams, but i'll try to post some chapters from diverses stories.

Thank you again anon ❤️

[theuniverseawakens347]

“ I read your blog 6 x’s over” …. BEFORE meeting me at st Francis 3-4 days into my stay…

Then how many times once I got out …

Especially when the ancestors spirited me about the truth of not only 4400 REAL OWNERS but also … Illuminati vs masons AND HOW WE GOT HERE. ..

And the dead skulls .. that I LOVE SO MUCH ..

How’d you get past the righting there ..

“Thinking I’m cool and creative like cashay to tell truths” …

Why not just be a face to face WITH YOUR CREDIT CARD AND TALK TO THE VICTIMS …

I KNOW ITS AN ALARMING AMOUNT…

But you LIVE W TWO OF THE BIGGEST YOUR HURT THE MOST…

We had a sit down with Vivicca whitsett… and a fern painting something so small you lost your shit over and AMPt UP even more …

I just … who failed Lee REALLY … the women in your life. From childhood to adulthood ..

I mean the men yeah but like … at what age

Does one in YOUR PLACE legitimately say “i need help”

WITHOUT bullshitting and attacking people for being able to literally SWALLOW THEIR PRIDE AND WORK FOR BETTER AND ACTUALLY BE AND DO IT.

I had chalked in Ava BE THE LIGHT in my kitchen which you used for yourself to continue darkness in the world .. along with

My blog originally saying

“ reclaiming my light through my darkness” —- THE AMOUNT OF SHIT IVE GON THRU AT THE HANDS OF OTHER PPL THAT IRONICALLY WRAP BACK TO YOU, I wasn’t EVER going to let it take me from being A POSITIVE SHINING BRIGHT LIGHT … literally wanting to isolate myself NOT OUT OF DEPRESSION, but out of THE UNDERSTANDING I work best IN MY LANE …in MY ARENA OF WHAT I KNOW TO BE TRUE PEACE FOR ME TO WAKE UP EVERY FUCKING MORNING AND WATER MY SELF SO THAT MY SURROUNDING ENVIRONMENT CAN THRIVE W ME…

AND LIKE A TRUE NARCISSIST YOU BOTH TOOK ALL THAT AWAY FROM ME .. and you’re STILL DISGUSTED I GOT LIKE NOTHING TO MY NAME RN BUT STILL THRIVING AND SMILING EVERY DAY …

Lee … borderline personality YOU HAVE .. the amount of accounts you’ve created to impersonate someone else IS NOT MWTHOD ACTING .. it IS INFACT ALARMING .. but also you finally tapping in to your truest self with out understanding which is alarming …

Shapeshifter .. one good one bad …

YOU HAVENT SEEN ME IN ACTION .. you e seen bits and heard bits AND EDITS THOSE WRITINGS TO UR TRUEST JEALOUSY FORM ..

But what I do is STAND ON BUSINESS YOU BULLSHITTING ME CAUSE IM 30 — and NOT IN THE PD DPHS EMAILS and telegram marketing GroupMe chats …

BUT I CAN STILL TELL YOU YOUR TRUTH AND WHAT SOMEONE ELSE IS DOING TO YOU … a protwjeè for AN AMAZING CAREER .. but it’s just naturally in me … can’t explain it correctly cause you numb me then use the “it’s too creative” against me to the police.

BUT YOU BOREDERLINE .. like Aja miles … but you EXTRME LIKE THE KILLING GENE … “only in men” you told me November a week before thanksgiving at the cabin 2023 .. watching law abiding citizen AND THE GOOD NURSE .. or cereal killing nurse movie ..

But YOU have an inner voice that’s evil AND VILE AS FUCK and instead of owning it in YOU AUTONIMY .. you shove it onto trump OPENLY .. then silently take it out in other ppl names .. you Scientology personality test your victims get them to do writings of how they’d murder someone in writing .. then find their arch type personality and go and go CRIME WRITING IN THEIR FACE AND THE NAME OF SOMEONE WHO WOULDNT GO THAT FAR ..

Now you got “the complete” “kill package” AS YOU THINK …

But you’re a coward and hide behind “it’s a creative journaling outlet”

… I got in trouble at TCS for writing I wanted to kill // hurt malada whatever her name was for tripping me in soccer THEN HAVING HER DAD CUSS ME OUT IN FRONT OF THE TEAM .. not knowing YOU WERE EMAILING PARENTS AND TEXTING THEM AS ME ALARMING THREATS … but I wrote Malaga’s dads truth CAUSE YOU and my own about her .. BUT ME BEING FAR REMOVED FROM WHAT YOU WERE DOING TO ME SINCE 2rd grade at 54th … and at TCS TO SOOHIE SHALBOUB BEFORE I EVEN TOUCHED THW CAMPUS…

USC .. DURING TRAINING MY CLIENTS bc equinox … FUCKTARD LEAH AND VANESSA … and Paris jealous of Mel and Kendall .. and Eric … and moon .. and mj …

I DIDNT EVEN KNOW THESE PPL TIL I WALKED IN THE DOOR .. and you had aubri spy on me kardashian … “it doesn’t add up but it fits Morgan’s character” … for ass shots ..

ALARMING WHAT THE YOUTH W DO W BODY DISMOROHIA .. and you get off on this shit ..

I said Lisa miller a mother’s miscarriage = A BIG LEARNING LESSON ..

IT HURTS YOU MOST WHEN I SAY THERES REASONS YOUR KIDS DONT WANT TO BE W YOU … and you KNOW THW TRUTH BUT DONT WANT TO OWN IT ..

It’s just 🤯…

THE WORLDS BIGGEST COWARDLY “ dawg” ..

How you expect 48 BULLSHIT “laws of power” to stick with anyone WHEN THE EMPATH FINALLY WAKES AND REALIZE THEY WANT CHANGE …

Good thing , even “a sleep” I did what I did GODS PLAN, for those who felt they ran out of time unfairly or couldn’t catch up to beat the clock, Nelson.H. ..