#here is my sappy sappy man

[tcbiasfms]

chris evans + him/he + cismale  –  have you seen tobias carrington around los angeles? the forty year old is usually jamming to a drop in the ocean by ron pope. word around the city is that they’re chivalrous, yet, they can also be lonesome, but you didn’t hear that from me. they’re currently an actor/director and also the ceo of carrington atlantic and are typically seen walking the streets of los angeles with their three year old daughter. when i think of them, i think of piercing oceanic hues , the aroma of invictus creed and the laughter of the toddler following behind . let’s hope the city treats them good!

tw : death , single father , depression , child labor

tobias carrington was born into a very priviliged life , something that a lot of people thought was a giving , a blessing even and even though he appreciated his status , there was things he would have rather have , for example a mother . . .

tobias's story doesn't start out happy , neither does it end with him drifting out into the sunset and living happily ever after. he wasn't even a day old when he started out his life without his mother , she had made his father promise that if it was between him and her , that he would choose tobias and that was exactly what his father did. growing up without his mother it wasn't impossible , but there are just thinks a boy needs his mother for , his father never spoke about her. every-time that tobias simply uttered her name , he would be shot down. until one day , he took a picture from his fathers and kept it in under his pillow , wishing that by some miracle she would come back, that she would return but he knew that wouldn't happen. life didn't result in wishing on stars because the thruth of it all was that his mother was dead and nothing would change that.

the older her grew , the more rebellious he became. he thrived into getting into trouble , hanging around the wrong crowd because he simply didn't want to be cornelius carringtons son , because that was all that everyone ever saw. the future CEO of CARRINGTON ATLANTIC. something that he never wanted , something that he never wishes for. it wasn't until his father became sick , that he realized he only had him . they only had each other and he needed to stop fighting it , he loved his father and maybe this is what really mattered , after all. on his 18th birthday , his father decided to name him COO of CARRINGTON ATLANTIC , it wasn't a shocker at all. it was expected and a few months down the road , he named him the CEO officially. tobias took the company in a new direction , made friends with a lot of powerful people. his last name definitely carried , a lot of weight and was known around the world , CARRINGTON ATLANTIC was a worldwide company , a company that had been in his family for generations.

it was in one of these events that he met the women of his dreams , the women that he knew that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with . they dated for a few months and then shortly after they were married , now building a family was something that he was skeptical about , what if something happened to him ? what if something happened to her or their baby ? how would he be able to handle something like this ? it took some convincing from isabella but sooner rather than later she was pregnant , and everything went perfect. he had started his contract with palmwood studios , he was the male ambassador for GUCCI and everything was going down as planned , until the day that talia was born . his wife bled out during birth, it all happened so fast , they kicked him out of the room and worked on her, while he waited outside the double doors.

he knew it as soon as he saw the doctors face , it was happening again , how was he going to do this , raise a baby all by himself . the first year was hard but not impossible , his father helped him out so much , taught him everything that he learned and he helped , with talia everything seemed to be getting better. little by little he knew that he could do this. it was true that to raise a child it took a village but every village needed a queen , every heir needed a mother but that had passed for tobias - love was out of the picture no matter how much he would have wanted to share his life with someone. . . .he would not subject another person to a short life , simple as that.

[turtletoria]

the krampus incident from the book of bill if it was out of character and stupid

[purplebehittindifferent]

I have added a quirky comment here for the last year and a half, however now… I have no words.

jk I have all these words 👇

I know it is very bitter sweet, but this is the end of Reconnecting. Thank you all for coming along on this journey with me. I plan on making a behind the scenes video on my YT sometime soon. Feel free to send any asks you have I want to answer them all!

Please know I am not going to dissapear! I still plan on making content consistently, and my original comic RULE 5 is already underway, and if you’d like I’m certainly not against writing some exposition fics for Reconnecting 💜

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[peridots-pixiwolf]

mildly, just ever so slightly, belated art fight attacks of the season!! feat. @skyistheground @smangethe @hrokkall @onlineviolence aaand @sophisticated-apple :]

[ectoplasmer]

You know that saying about how moles and freckles are places where your soulmate liked to kiss you in your past life? Imagine your f/o taking every chance they get to kiss you on those exact spots. Having them sneak a quick peck to the area and seeing them smile to themselves against the skin before they pull away. Them kissing an area where there are a lot of marks over and over again, as if they’re trying to appreciate each and every one. Them grabbing your hand and lifting it to their lips to kiss any spots there, or having them roll up your sleeve to peck any marks, having them sit in front of you to kiss any along your legs… just your f/o making sure you know they love kissing you on those specific spots <3

[good-beanswrites]

0306 ship fic? 👉👈

So. I usually don't like writing sappy ship things because 1. my aroace ass isn't great at it and I'd rather leave that to the more skilled fanbase, and 2. I like exploring elements of a developing relationship other than physical moments. However. However. I was hit with Fluff Beam while writing this, so first kiss with Mappi fic be upon ye :')

“Won’t you kiss me, Fuuta-kun?”

He tipped his head back with a drawn-out noise of exasperation. This wasn’t a new or surprising question by any means. He always hated when it came up, though. He waved the mixing spoon in the air.

“Don’t you ever get tired of all that sappy romance stuff? You’ve asked me enough times…” And each time, I have to endure the pain of lying to you. “Can’t you see I’m busy? Helping you, for that matter!”

He used the spoon to gesture to the baking supplies cluttering the prison’s tiny kitchen, flinging some strawberry filling in the process. Mahiru had started a batch of cupcakes in celebration that her arm had come out of its sling, only for it to start hurting halfway through from the overuse. If Fuuta had known that yanking the bowl away from her would volunteer him to finish the whole project, he would have thought twice about it. He still would have done it, of course, but he’d at least have thought twice.

Fortunately, Mahiru was a good teacher who hovered over his shoulder to explain each step in great detail without ever sounding patronizing. Unfortunately, it became more difficult to deny her request when she leaned so close, continuing to pry.

“Isn’t that the best reason? You’re being so kind, Mahiru should return the favor.”

“No, you shouldn’t have to 'return' anything! I’m doing this because I…” he swallowed. “Because I think you’re an idiot for going and getting yourself hurt again!”

“Oh, don’t say that, Fuuta-kun!” She giggled, not sounding hurt at all. She never did.

“It’s true!” She was indeed an idiot, the way she kept pestering him for something more. As usual, her mind had flown somewhere far outside of reality. Whatever she was picturing between her and Fuuta was nothing but one-sided romance. She was the one that warmed the room when she came in. She was the one who created butterflies in stomachs and blushes in cheeks. She was the one that made any of this feel like anything.

Fuuta, on the other hand, knew he brought nothing to the table. If she thought he was kind, it was all in her head. If she viewed him as attractive, it was definitely nothing but her fantasy. And now, if she anticipated him being a good kisser, it was just another delusion she’d lost herself in. As usual, she needed someone to save her from such delusions. That, at least, was the one good thing he could do for her.

“Just forget it, will ya? It’s not gonna happen.”

Behind him, Mahiru said nothing. He finished stirring in the final ingredient. He turned to ask her what came next, only to discover the most heartbroken expression he’d ever seen on her. She sniffled.

“Mappi!”

“I-I’m sorry. I was too much again, wasn’t I? I understand. I know… I know anyone would be afraid to kiss me.”

“Afraid? I’m not afraid!”

“Well, I mean,” she lowered her head, strands of hair falling over her eyes. “Given my record with boyfriends, it really wouldn’t be smart to fall in love with me, hm?”

“You callin’ me stupid?” The question came tumbling out before Fuuta realized the confession embedded within them. Mahiru’s head snapped up, the prior mist in her eyes made them shine with excitement, now.

She opened her mouth to point out the obvious. Fuuta shoved a spoonful of strawberry filling between her lips, panicking.

“Tell me if that needs anything else!” He turned on his heel, slamming the bowl down on the counter.

He took a measured inhale. Then an exhale. He squeezed his eyes shut. “I’m not scared, you know? I… I would really want to. T-to kiss you, I mean. But if I did, it’ll only prove to you that you don’t really want this.” He turned. “It’ll only make you more upset, and I’m not the – agk!”

Mahiru cupped his cheeks and brought him down to her lips. He made a little strangled sound as he was pressed back into the counter. At that moment, Fuuta had a total of three trains of thought before his brain fried like an overheating computer and went blank.

The first: Holy shit!

Second: I’ve never done this before. God, am I doing this right? What am I supposed to do with my hands? Or my mouth? Should I keep holding my breath? I’m definitely not doing this right.

And third: Holy shiiiiiiiit!

When she pulled away, rosy-cheeked and smiling wide, Fuuta’s arm instinctively reached up to hide his face. He was painfully aware of the burning across his skin, surely turning him a mortifying shade of red.

“Well?” She asked, seemingly oblivious to the state she’d reduced him to. “That was proof enough for Mahiru! What about Fuuta-kun?”

“I-I, well. You –" You tasted like strawberries. “You’re damned lucky no one was around, pulling a stunt like that!”

Mahiru waved the comment away with a fluttery hand gesture. “I meant, what did you think? That wasn’t so bad, was it?”

He scowled at her. “I… I don’t know!”

Mahiru considered the statement. Rather than realize that, for the first time in his life, Fuuta was rendered entirely speechless, she took it at face value. “Well, then, I suppose we’ll just have to try again~”

“Wait, wha–?”

[squipedmew]

holy shit this is so surreal

10+ years of being a Porter Robinson fan and I finally got to see him live

[slashersweethearts]

working on my ts4 build of the bates house bc i kinda needed to finish the upstairs for this one thing i wanted to do w summer 2021 post-breakup ambermeli. and i was touching up the dresser in melina’s room bc the tool mod actually hates me and keeps dropping stuff back into the household inventory so i had to put her sonny angel figures back up there.

and while i was putting up the kuromi & my melody ones on either side of the picture of her and amber at junior prom, i just got to pondering and… man. my poor baby 😭 💔

pre-breakup and literally everything else melina was actually so pure n i feel so bad for her. like i really set her ass UP. babygirl was prolly peaceful as hell rearranging her lil sanrio critters in her wall to wall cutesy pinkcore bedroom like “well obvi kuromi has to be on amber’s side and my melody goes on my side since they’re basically us bc we have the same contrasting black/pink aesthetics!! 🥰”

blissfully unaware that, like, in a month or so that girl was going to drop her right out the mf blue bc she was ‘too clingy’ (and therefore would get in the way of amber being able to Ghostface It Up but she was not finna tell her all that), absolutely ice her out for the remainder of the summer, and then literally make an attempt on her life, but spare her only to put her thru a speedrun of every single circle of hell at once come september 😭

[i-mybrunettelady]

I missed Nika's face actually

[spikeyjo]

also uh im kind of not thinking about it much because its insane. but if everything goes right (and i mean a considerable amount of things that probably wont go as planned) but if they DO... i will have a major surgery in like two weeks

[callmebrutus]

NOW it's getting to me. brb fucking bawling my eyes out

[woolydemon]

i am soooo good at getting emotional over children's media but not in a fandom way in like a. oh god i care about people so much way

[capitalwildcat]

You ever wake up at a random time but its okay because your cat is there (and he loves you) and your roommates are just a few rooms over (and they also love you) and you have other friends out there (who love you) and you just sit there for a minute like... wow...thanks...<3

[avatardoggo]

this man sent me a list of the reasons he likes me AND THEN PROCEEDED TO FT ME SO HE COULD SEE MY FACE AND SAY THE WHOLE LIST AGAIN😭😭😩😳😳🫣🫣🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🥰

(i sent my own list of paragraphs as well and i just know im In For It bc this man takes notesssss (like i told him how i like his face smile hair basically saying he’s handsome and he was like ya im fs smiling more like 😭😩🫣😳 CAN I BREATH))

[byakuyasdarling]

MatPat leaving YouTube is so sad but I’m so happy he finials gets to do other things too.

[allergic-to-four-leaf-clovers]

it's absolutely insane to think about how much I've progressed in my writing and how much I've gained in the process

it really just began, as far back as I can remember, as dsmp fanfics with a self-insert. I can't remember anything before that what I've written, and as far as I'm concerned, the pieces of paper I wrote it on have been lost for years.

then discord entered my life, along with so many people who have continuously inspired me to carry on writing (yeah, I'm looking at you, eros (@paranoia-exe)). hell, Rayan wouldn't even exist if I hadn't talked to eros.

then I was introduced to tumblr. yes, this hellsite /pos. where I posted my first ever fully public story, Soft Spot. of course, there was a lot to be improved on looking back at it, but everyone has humble beginnings and I'm proud of myself for posting it in the first place.

I fled to wattpad for a short amount of time, where I made tmc one shots / drabbles and sort of left it at that. I've tried making a full series (named Guided By Candlelight) but I gave up on it because I hadn't fleshed out the world building / premise / characters and I just couldn't get what I had in mind into text.

over time, Rayan's lore began to show in this blog. I remember a discord screenshot or two on a server I used to be on of a run over of what was his lore at the time, along with small drabbles along with lyrics that fit it.

Rayan's lore progressed. by then, he'd gone from a tmc self-insert / persona, to a man working at a record store, to a serial killer. not long after, I think, The Survivors made their grand introduction. I didn't even know at the time that, what I was writing would be the genre I've come to ramble on and on about to both myself in the mirror and to my mutuals and friends in the present.

and then came whump. I was afraid to post anything whump related back then, but eventually I did. and god was it a good idea. first Rayan's, then came the introduction to Zuriel and Kore. I then made a whump side blog amongst all of my oc rp blogs, and thus came the start of @v-3-ll-1-gore!

right now, I am so proud of myself from where I've come from compared to where I am now. not only do I have an outlet for any intrusive / gorey thoughts I have randomly that plague me at night, but I have a place to share my writing, both on my whump blog and on here. keep in mind, I'm still a kid at the end of the day, but I'm just- words can't express how proud of myself I am. I've come so far, made so many friends, tackled negative thoughts and urges to do self-destructive behaviour, and I've pushed through and now I'm finally getting better and here I am now.

I've got so many people who I look up to, including the previously mentioned eros.

I just. I love this blog. I love my whump blog. I love tumblr. I love how far I've come in both my writing and as a person. I'm starting to love what I do as a small whump creator and aspiring author, and I'm starting to love life because of it