#i love them. so pretty! id love to be pretty like them someday

[basilisk2000]

oh if i do not make my inspiration from vintage pin up girls any clearer soon then im not sure what ill do!

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

lots of shoko thoughts in my brain tonight and none of them are good for my mental health

[moonsidesong]

i think its kinda funny that ibis paint is regarded as the Broke Artist App or whatever (as opposed to more mainstream programs like csp or procreate) because its free and because of how popular it is with phone + finger artists while im jusg sitting here having used ibis for a cool eight years on purpose.

like i have an ipad and an apple pencil and all theyre very nice and i absolutely could move to a more powerful program i have the resources to do so but my change averse brain has decided they like it here a lot and im not leaving

[wh0reforcoriolanussnow]

Red Carpet || Tom Blyth x gf!reader

Summary: Tom takes you to your very first movie premiere and it happens to be the movie that he is the protagonist in. A sweet moment happens between the two of you which leaves fans further fangirling over your relationship.

A/n: I have been constantly asked If I will ever do a Tom Blyth x reader imagine and the answer is yes :). Btw I absolutely love @yzzart’s Tom Blyth x actress!reader imagines and you should totally go check them out!

Warnings: none :)

Wc:

Divider by @pommecita

You were beyond nervous and excited to attend the red carpet Premiere for The Hunger Games The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes. Especially since you would be attending as your boyfriend’s plus one who happens to play Coriolanus Snow in said movie.

The two of you kept your relationship as private as you could, but at some point along the way of him filming, everyone knew the two of you were together. Your public affection towards each other during the behind the scenes did not go unnoticed by fans who recorded it and took pictures.

It was bound to happen someday. "You look absolutely gorgeous, darling," Tom hugs you from behind, your exposed back flush against his outfit, as he admires your reflection in the mirror. You hold his arms that were protectively on your waist.

"Thank you, Tom. You look as handsome as ever," You giggle, turning around to place your hands on either side of his face, admiring every little detail on his face that you have already noticed about a thousand times, before placing a gentle kiss on his lips.

You two were on your way to the event, his hand never left your thigh as you lean your head against his shoulder. Your phone suddenly buzzed as you look at the caller id. It was Rachel. You immediately answered it as it went through to face time.

"Where are you guys!" She yells in the speaker, loud chatter in the background. She was already at the event. "We are literally around the corner," You say taking a look around your surroundings as Tom chuckles. "Let me see your outfits!" Rachel stares at you with a wide grin.

You laugh at her energy as you pass Tom the phone as he holds it up so that the both of you were on screen. Rachel gasps as she covers her mouth, "You guys look fucking amazing!" She squeals as you chuckle.

"Wait until you see the back of Y/n's dress," Tom lets out a whistle as you nudge him with a smile. "I can't wait to see! Oh wait, I think I see your car pulling up right now. See you soon!" She quickly says before hanging up.

Tom squeezes your thigh, his way of asking if you were alright without any words. You nod with a small smile. You arrived at the premiere and the flashlights coming from the cameras shone through the windows.

Tom steps out first before lending you his hand, aiding you as you get out of the car. He gives you an encouraging smile as you smile back at him. Everyone started screaming when they saw the two of you, causing you to smile even more.

His hand rested on the small of your back as the two of you were whisked into interviews. "Tom! It's so great to see you, we'd like to ask you a few questions if that is alright?" The woman smiles as she passes Tom a microphone.

"Of course!" Tom offers the man a smile. "What was your favourite things about filming this movie?" You stayed quiet as you look at Tom, giving him a smile. "Well, I was super grateful to be able to work with such incredible actors and actresses, Peter and Viola just to name a few, I really enjoyed the atmosphere on set, we were all like family," Your boyfriend answers.

You saw a lot of cameras pointed your directions so you wave and smile, "Would you like to explain to us and your fans who this beautiful girl is beside you Tom?" You snap your attention back to Tom and the woman. Tom smiles as you as you look at the woman. "I think you and everyone already have a pretty clear idea on who she is," Tom laughs as does the woman.

"This beautiful girl is my girlfriend. She's stuck with me during the whole filming of the movie and I'm so grateful that she's mine," He answers, his eyes not leaving yours as he pulls you closer to him. "He's just too sweet isn't he?" You chuckle at the camera making them laugh.

Tom presses a kiss on your cheek as you could feel your face heating up slightly. "You two are just too adorable! Thank you for your time, the woman smiles as Tom hands her back the microphone. "My pleasure," Tom gives her a final smile before the two of you are once again whisked into other interviews, where you would sometimes be included.

Then it was time to take pictures. Tom's hand never left yours as you both stood where they were taking the photos. Tom protectively places his hand on your waist as you both pose for the cameras. You were almost blinded by all the flashing and deaf from the shouting.

The string on the back of your dress suddenly became loose as you curse under your breath. Tom looks down at you before moving to stand in front of you in a protective manner to cover you from the cameras. "You okay?" He asks concerned. I look at him with a smile from his sweet gesture.

"The back of my dress came undone," He looks over your shoulder. He then pulls you into a hug as you were slightly taken back. You then feels his hands working on tying your dress back. You let out a chuckle as you rub his back.

The cameras directly in front of you were confused but the cameras by the side all awed at his actions. "There you go, darling," He kisses your cheek as he pulls back. You give him a grateful smile, "Thank you."

"Y/n! Tom!" You hear a feminine voice call out as Rachel and Josh make their way towards the two of you. "Hi!" You smiled, pulling Josh into a hug and then Rachel. "Oh you look stunning," Rachel holds your forearms as you couln't keep the smile of your face.

"Have you looked in a mirror? You look gorgeous Rach!" You pull her in for a second hug as you all laugh at something funny Josh had said as the four of you pose for a picture.

After the premiere, Rachel sent you so many links to nearly every single social media platform. There were a bunch of posts and tiktoks about what happened with your dress and how Tom helped you by hugging you.

You chuckle as you show Tom the posts and hundreds of tiktoks that had already been posted. "They love you," Tom chuckles, kissing your forehead as the two of you lay in each others embrace.

[somarysueme]

Gaaaawdddd. I am so overwhelmed with happiness over the finale, over Do The Work, over seeing and being there for each other, over EvSam CANON. REAL. LOVE.

But there are already so many beautiful posts about the nature of love and care. (About Evan’s unwavering respect and advocacy for Sam!!!!)

Instead of retreading that, here is detailed headcanon about every permutation of the Pilot Program fucking it out:

Sam/Evan: It doesn’t happen that often because neither one actually has a very high sex drive. Mostly they just like to snuggle and kiss a bit. But when they do actually get into it, it so tender and gentle oh my God. Lots of Evan checking in with Sam, helping her figure out what she actually likes, unwavering dedication to Making It Good For Her.

Yes, they do eventually dabble in pet play but it’s 100% not sexual. (In fact any kind of sexual power exchange is a pretty big turn-off for Sam.) That said, sometimes it’s OK to let your boy be nekkie and in a collar while you watch The Sarah Connor Chronicles. He will bark every time they violate established lore, and that’s also love.

Sam/K: have you ever read Maka Maka? Sometimes two besties just want to sit on the same hitachi and talk about boys. Nothing weird about that!

Sam/Jammer: I feel like it would take some Circumstances to happen, but it certainly could. He would be a little less Constant Explicit Checkins than Evan, because he trusts his read of his beloved friend Sam’s signals. But he’s still such a gentleman as he encourages her to bounce on it in a self-respecting life-affirming way until she is getting Magic Funnel Sweaty.

Jammer/Evan: this would also take some Working Up To It (I think this is true for all Jammer/Any Team Mate because he worries about blurring those lines) but when the feelings and circumstances align it is the most athletic bro4bro nonsense in the world. They just hype each other up mid-coitus and there is a 100% chance of causing structural damage to whatever bedroom was unlucky enough to contain them.

Evan/K: pre-breakup they were just wild horny teen poorly negotiated kink exploration 24/7. They both enjoyed it but also both needed A WHILE to digest it before the possibility of being intimate together could even be on the table. K dredged all kinds of weird shit out of Evan’s id that he has a hard time reckoning with once they break up. Is he ACTUALLY into that or was he just indulging K’s weird fetishes? He compartmentalizes it for a long time, until they are older and he’s once again comfortable with dipping his toes back into Weird Shit. Someday he will be, and the elaborate forcefem roleplays will be waiting for them both.

Some other day, when they are even older than that, and only once in a while, he’s willing to go Dark Lord on them in bed again.

K/Jammer: again, never really occurs to him, but K is like “Jammer I need to figure out how to have normal sex”. And he’s like “wow. Uhm. OK? Well that’s a wild proposition even setting aside the implication that sex with Whitney Jammer is “”””normal”””” but OK!”

They both have to have a couple beers or possibly vodka cranberries for less carb load, and also he does have to frequently refocus K on their intention to Not Get Weird With It. But when a team mate comes to you recognizing a need to improve their game, you respect that. You honor that. You help them figure out what sounds they can make that don’t come from hentai. That’s what a good point guard does.

[pahtoosh]

clingy Baba

[image ID: a gif of Bucky smiling and laughing made by tumblr user RansomFlanagan. /.end ID]

masterlist

18+

wc: ~600 words

warnings: lots of touch! Baba may have a little 🤏 problem but he’s not going to do anything about it🤭

a/n: this is inspired by the piece Attached at the Hip by @angelbaby-fics ! please go read it and support the incredible writer, Chloe! (love you Chloe☺️ mwah mwah)

pairing: stucky x gn!little!reader(mostly bucky hehe) Dada = Steve, Baba = Bucky

summary: a couple times where your baba’s clinginess got the best of him

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Both of your daddies loved cuddling and kissing you at every chance. Steve exercised some restraint. He wouldn’t disturb you if you were totally focused on something and often looked for you to initiate some sort of touch. Bucky, on the other hand, did not hold back. Ever.

~

Baba often interrupted you while you were coloring. Sometimes it’d be okay and you would return his kiss or be so distracted that you didn’t even notice. Other times..

*kiss*

“Baba! I was colorin’ dat”

“Oh, sorry baby!” He kissed you a few more times on the cheek as an apology. “Baba’s sorry I messed up your coloring.”

“Hmph. Da lines are all messed up.” You crossed your arms and frowned at him.

Bucky wouldn’t crack under the pressure of the best interrogators in shield, but he melted at one scornful look from you.

“What can Baba do, huh?” He sat on the floor and enveloped you in his arms. Another kiss to your head. “How can we make this little baby happy again?”

As much as Bucky was soothed from your touch, you were soothed from his too.

“It’s okay, Baba. Know it was a accident.” You pressed a kiss to his jaw.

Bucky whooped and jumped up with you still in his arms. “I’m forgiven!” He continued cheering and tossing you in the air and catching you.

You laughed gleefully. Steve, who was watching you before Bucky came in, smiled and shook his head at his two silly loves.

Bucky saw the movement from the corner of his eye. He caught you in his arms one more time.

“Uh oh, looks like Dada’s missin’ out.” He whispered. “Are you thinkin’ what I’m thinkin’?”

You nodded before shouting, “Kiss attaaack!”

~

Steve had just put you down for a nap. He cuddled you to your heart’s content and carefully snuck out of bed when you were fully asleep. As much as he’d love to nap with you, he had some chores to do and he knew it’d be good for you to become an independent sleeper.

About twenty minutes later, he went to check on you and started to worry when he saw your door cracked open. Steve always shut the door for your naps to keep out the noise. He set down the broom and ran to your door only to find Bucky removing you from your blanket cocoon. It took your Dada at least five minutes to perfect that cocoon.

Bucky hummed while he situated you in his arms.

“Hmm, hmm someday I’ll wish upon a star, and wake up where the clouds are far behind me.”

“Buck. They’re sleeping.”

Baba had the nerve to look offended at Steve’s presence. He covered one of your ears with his free hand.

“I know that, keep your voice down.”

“Why are you singing a lullaby?”

“They love Over the Rainbow, it helps them sleep.”

“Okay but they didn’t need help sleeping if they were already asleep, right?”

Bucky narrowed his eyes and turned around, continuing to sing softly and sway with you in his arms.

While he wanted to stay true to his caregiver instincts, Steve had to admit that it looked pretty cozy getting to hold you like that. He joined Bucky’s humming and wrapped his arms around his lover’s waist as they both rocked side to side with you.

Still fully asleep, a small smile appeared on your face. Even while unconscious, you knew that you were safe and so loved.

[bloggingboutburgers]

this past week my qpp of almost two years broke up with me. and i know for you, you said you wouldn't necessarily feel heartbroken if your qpr came to an end, but for me, it felt more heartbreaking than some of my past romantic breakups. this whole thing made me wonder if maybe im not queerplatonic or aro enough to be in a qpr, or if id ever want to be in a qpr again. but seeing you post about your qpr gives me hope that queerplatonic love is something that i can experience fully. so thank you for always sharing your story, because that's what's helping me heal right now <3

Aah, to be perfectly honest, as much as I sorta "downplay" it compared to what it must feel for people who experience romantic attraction... I've had a time where I almost felt like I couldn't go on with my QPP as well and the sheer thought of it was really hard to bear too, so my words here aren't necessarily being very fair to the reality of things.

It was during the travel ban of March 2020 to November 2021 where citizens of my country and others weren't allowed to enter the US unless we spent 15 days in a country that wasn't banned. It made it much harder than usual to visit my partner and as it was nearing 2 years with nobody aware it was going on anymore and US people more concerned about whether they'd be able to have turkey for Thanksgiving, my hope was running really thin. So for a few days in mid-October, as I was at rock bottom, I was starting to write in passing to my partner about how maybe going on wasn't worth it because the separation was too hard on us, it wasn't showing signs of stopping, and the whole thing maybe wasn't worth the pain if they could live their life happily and not have to worry about me who couldn't visit.

And then we videocalled at some point, and when they tearfully told me that even if it did end then and there, they wanted me to keep the promise ring they'd recently given me, I suddenly felt a quiet rage in me going like "No. Fuck this. Look at them. I love them. And I love this too much to allow some cruel governmental decision to end it. If it ever ends, it'll be because WE want it to end. Not because of shit like this."

...I'm making it sound super dramatic but yeah long story short this is also a big reason why we're planning to get married. So that when the US government decides to put a ban on countries including mine again, they can't stop us from vibing together this time.

I guess... I still don't wanna 100% assume we'll be together forever because I don't wanna trap them in a situation they may no longer feel happy in. We're doing great now, but I still have it in the back of my mind that maybe someday they'll get sick of me (they say they never will and that'd be dope if they never did, but never say never and all), or we'll both just want other things, and if it ends like that, then... Yeah, that'd be alright. Much more alright than the way it almost ended.

(...Oh, and for the record, if a friendship of mine ended abruptly, or if my brothers stopped being on good terms with me, I'm pretty sure I'd be just as heartbroken, to be fair. And it'd feel like my reality was collapsing a little. I guess anything ending, any human connection ending, has that effect to a degree, if it's important enough, after all.)

Though describing things like that does make it a bit harder to define what makes it "queerplatonic" as opposed to "romantic", I still... Just have that feeling in my gut that it isn't romance, y'know? It's kinda... A mix between being close friends and being an old married couple without ever having gone through the grandiose passion-honeymoon phase. Maybe that phase IS what defines romance per se. I don't know. Maybe someday I'll find more answers, but it's kinda hard to find answers when you have no idea how romance works to begin with I guess 🙈

In any case... Sorry if I caused any confusion or if I made you question your validity. The thing is pretty simple to be honest: if you feel you're aro, you're veeeeeery likely to BE aro. Because nobody can make that call but you and nobody can name the relationships you have but you. And if amongst everything you even FOUND the words "aro" or "queerplatonic" in a world where those identities and types of relationships are so aggressively hidden or erased, then it's gotta stand for something.

...I guess at the very least THIS I can be certain of TwT Sorry I'm a bit messy about all of this myself, I'm still also going on about it trying to figure it out day by day, but I owed it to you and everyone to be honest. These things are hard to define and I hope to keep finding better and better words to do so someday. TwT

[sixsixtwenty]

hi, hi💜 i was wondering if i could request SCP-076-2 x reader fluff/smut mix? :3 might be 2 vague, but go wild!!

i am bordeline obsessed with that man. (1 of my multiple husbandos so sue me.)

so. BET BUSTER. srry if it's short and shitty I've been going through some shit.

scp 076-2 x Reader

(fluff + smut)

You and Able have been dating for a little while now, around 1-2 years so average relationship! it has been VERY hard for him for the concept of relationships. let alone love.

(c'mon he's like 10,000 years old or something. gove this man a break relationship standards keep changing like plz-)

at first when he even remotely caught feelings he's not even accepting it. not even acknowledge it. he's just "well ok. i hate that. I'm gonna kill people."

but it's been bugging him over and over with his feelings about you, he's doubting the feelings and just thinks it's just another form of hate.

but every fucking time you're around or even walk past him let alone be in his eye sight he's crumbling.

sometimes even some guards around him who even caught a glimpse of his face could've sworn his cheeks becoming a bit pink.

(not able giving them a death stare right after)

he just didn't know how to adress it or even adress it at all and just let it fix itself.

but then someday you came up to him and did the dumbest (or luckiest) move and told him those 3 magical words.

he was. baffled. quite baffled.

"I love you."

"what?.."

"i love you Able."

"..."

He was. staring. staring into your soul? no. he's trying to stare into your mind.

but when he just kept staring you suddenly kissed his cheek..you kissed his cheek?

oh shit his cheeks are red CODE RED-

and literally 1-2 years later he's Your Boyfriend.

it's very quick to him but yet he isn't complaining.

and the day you brought up that you just wanted to be fucked by him/fuck him. (YOU SINNER! SATAN! COME GET EM-)

he was thinking about it because if you remember. he isn't opposed to sex. but now that you're here.

he's considering it.

eventually he finds himself in your room (he destroyed all the cameras too <3)

while you are just undressing yourself. your chest fully exposed to him and your sex showing.

in all it's glory.

his eyes are wandering all over especially to your sex wich is kinda surprising! but he's super into it.

and when your eyes stravel over to his body. his very muscular olive skinned body. your eyes also travel to his sex. noticing that he's pretty damn hard.

and gah dayum is he hard. he looks almost 10inch big. and you're like "well i hope that fits".

you throw yourself onto him (with his consent ofc bc consent is VERY sexy)

(im sorry in very tired rn so- no horny rn)

you stick his cock all the way into your mouth trying to deepthroat him while he's a grunting mess. and by the time he cums your mouth is filled to the brim.

trying to swallow it all before he just pins you down on the bed and fucking you into the mattress. (have you seen this man bro?)

he's incredibly rough once he gets the hang trying to fill your ass with his liquids (cum.) while you're holding onto dear life.

"you're fucking up my insides!"

"im not killing you."

"FEELS LIKE IT....but it's hot."

after you two finish up and you being a complete pastry because of a certain someone.

you just cuddle up to him. pushing your face into his chest doing this wiggle motion as if you're comfy asf. (let's be honest. his chest id both soft n squishy+ hard af)

wrapping your limbs around him. and him doing the same to you, his long hair hanging down and tickling some of your skin

it was. a very nice scenario for you.

you wrap your blanket around you both not caring if any of the forbidden juices land on the blanket.

he could've sworn you purred.

Able just feels at peace. just knowing that you're there for him. that you won't leave him

you're the only one who truly let yourself near him and didn't scream for your life.

"you're the only one.."

[genericemobitch]

blah blah blah (intro to me)

i am a minor!(under 17) 18+ people are allowed (if you’re not weird of course) but consider that before interacting :) terfs, bigots, pro self harm/ed blogs etc not allowed, and i am unable to make donations and stuff so please don’t ask.

hi. im a generic, white, suburb dwelling, depressed, trans, emo teen so i figured id start by sharing my interests and things about me!

i usually use they/them, but today i'm feeling neopronouns so i'm gonna go ey/em/eirs.

i would consider myself a queer punk, but i'm still pretty new to the scene. some of my favorite bands/artists are...

Future Palace (metal / rock from berlin)

Ennaria (hyperpop metal fusion)

Honey Revenge (pop punk)

RedHook (rock)

Bad Static (punk)

VIAL (punk)

Destructo Disk (punk)

Bratmobile (Riot Grrl / punk)

i am indeed american (so sad, i know) and was born on our independence day (july 4) but i assure you i am not in line with current american politics (as you could probably tell by the fact that i'm trans). feel free to harass me for being american, i completely understand, i would hate me too.

i'm mostly a chubby/fat out of shape emo kid, but i do also play rugby (not very well tho) and so does my bestie! they're amazing and i love them

i would say that i'm an artist, i paint a lot. maybe someday i'll put one of my paintings up here one day, but for now... no. i also do a fair amount of poetry (like any good emo). i also do some fiber arts! (sewing, knitting, embroidery).

i like gothic fashion but don't have enough time/money to dress that way. i also really love punk culture but cant participate in it so much because of my parents ways of life.

i think thats a good intro to me as a person... so bye!

i don't do tag games and i delete posts often cuz i like to keep my blog clean and easy to read for everyone.

secondary blogs:

@dumpy-art - poetry, art dumps!

@more-emo-stuff - sh + depression stuff/vent-blr

@even-more-emo - outfits and looks!

some pics of me!

diagnoses/trauma dumping under the cut!

my diagnoses are OCD, generalized depressive disorder, major depressive disorder, social anxiety disorder, generalized anxiety disorder, ADHD, dermatillomania (skin picking), and ARFID (avoidant/restrictive food intake disorder)

ive been hospitalized twice for suicidal ideation and self harm, and i was bullied pretty bad in middle school (i mean who wasnt).

[shootingstarrfish]

Lilith having green painted nails like satan in one of your drawings ahhh 😭 i'm so curious on what your full design of her looks like

HEHE ive seen a few people headcanon that satan would look pretty similar to her and in my brain i have adopted that headcanon too

ive also mentally connected her to the sky since belphie is the moon, beel is the sun and lucifer is a star. the sky connects them all c:

someday id love to make my own design for her tho, I'll think about it hehehe

[luvo27]

tagged by @glitter-stained!!!!

Fic Writer Ask Game:

how many works on ao3?

73!!

total ao3 wordcount?

485,903

Top 5 fics by kudos?

So, how old is that in Tim years?

On Haunting vs. Being Haunted

I will leave the water like someone about to forgive

In the Event of an Emergency

Think of Me

What fandoms do you write for?

DC: mostly Batman, but I hope to branch out!!

D20: mostly Fantasy High!!

Do you respond to comments?

Yes!!!

Angstiest Ending?

probablyyyy Deja Vu? it's meant to be a somewhat. very loosely. look this fic is very stupid and i love it a lot and its relationship to canon is extremely nebulous and it's more accurate to game changer than fantasy high now that i think about it. but it's supposed to be a Kipperlilly Copperkettle canon compliant origin story? of sorts? so angsty!!

Fic with the happiest ending?

I think I'm going to have to go with: Everyone tells me "You're fine don't be in love"!! I think it's the most joyful!!

Do you get hate?

not that i know of!!

Do you write smut?

god i hope i will someday soon. I was struck by visions of dinahbabs earlier today... trackerbees nsfw compels me... stephcass nsfw zombie au can anyone see my vision... and of course. my tragic yuri heljanet set to good luck babe... one day.......

Do you write crossovers?

this is a really good question. Does my Kipperlilly in game changer au count. does my K2 goes to other d20 worlds count. does k2 in VIP count. I do hope to write a K2 vs. Batman fic someday!!!

Ever had a fic stolen?

not that I know of!!

Have you ever had a fic translated?

No!!

Have you ever cowritten a fic?

there's several docs in the drive of a Batman magical girls au i was working on with a friend last summer, and the lovely @purrassicjet wrote a sandra lynn chapter for Skin and Soul Deep!!

All-time favorite ship?

ohhh so. so i really don't care about ships at all really. All of my caring about ships is borrowed from other people. Maybe trackerbees because i had a ton of fun writing them for my first time writing romance!!!

WIPs you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

Very Complicated Women. I posted the outline for what i want the rest of it to look like here a while ago, and i love it i love it so so so so so much but i don't know if id have a ton of fun writing it because i'd want it to be all transcript and im not super in the mood for that and don't know if i will be again? in the same vein, Wayne Family Adventures, which is my fic that was going to be a very strange unreality type thing that started off as a novelization of the wfa webcomic!!! just not sure when if ever i'll be in the mood to write a novelization of a comic!!

Writing Strengths?

I think I'm pretty good at doing dialogue!! I love thinking about what makes character voices distinct!!!

Writing Weaknesses?

action scenes action scenes action scenes. fight scenes. hate them. i need to practice them.

Thoughts on mixed language dialogue?

if this is asking about untranslated languages different than the fic's primary language being used, complicated!!! i think it's important to remember that language and how we perceive it is super important!! i think it's important to remember that sometimes, when you think you're phonetically writing out what you think of as just an accent, you're actually taking bits and pieces from a dialect that deserves to be researched more in depth so as to treat it with respect!! the line between a dialect and a language, from my understanding, can be drawn and is often used to discriminate against marginalized communities so when asked about mixed language dialogue, it's a deeper question than I think might be expected!!! and as a batman fan, you know I have to raise the question of sign language!! At the end of the day, I know very little, and think that I would probably just defer to people who know other languages, but the one thing I do know is that if there is a different language being used, it should be treated with respect!!!

First fandom you wrote for?

many years ago, Percy Jackson and the Olympians on wattpad!!

Favorite fic you've ever written?

Difficult difficult difficult. fics that have been finished and posted? Deja Vu or So, how old is that in Tim years? because they made me laugh the most when I was writing them!! not posted? The Stupid Goddamn Jack Drake Vigilante AU, which is nowhere near what I would consider done, but everything that has been written so far was only written because I could not stop laughing about it. Also, the fic I'm working on right now!! (otherwise known as B2 fic!!) mostly because i'm having so much fun writing it. like every time i work on it im just sitting here going oh my god i love writing fanfiction. I have a lot of fics and I love them all for different reasons!!!!

no pressure tagging: @the-flying-robins, @20dimensionsoftangerine, @vechter, @lisziztaken, @blackbatcass, @havendance and anyone else who wants to play!!!!!

[spinjitsuburst]

I just saw that art u rbed to here from ur main and like while its an amazing peice of art its in own right MY EYES ZOOMED ONTO ONE ARMED LLOYD im so curious where that hc comes from if u wanna ramble abt scar and injury hcs id love to hear genuinelylike. I love scar hcs yeah

I'M SO SORRY THIS ASK TOOK SO LONG BUT OH MY GOD I LOVE TALKING ABOUT DESIGN AND SCAR HEADCANONS SO LIKE GHDFSGHKJFDG

generally i draw the ninja in a pretty vague "around or after crystalized but before DR" timeline so that's what i'm operating under with these headcanons

also i didn't draw zane here cuz android bodies confuse me and i also got. lazy hgkfdsghkjf but i'll do his someday

lloyd's 20~ and the other ninja are mid 20s~

FIRST UP MY FAVS

starting with lloyd i give him a dragon tail and oni horns, as well as pointed ears. he's got a semi-grunge/goth style so i usually draw him with piercings and stuff. he lost his arm during the events of hunted to me but i dont really have a set event in mind for it. his back was SUPER damaged during the sons of garmadon fight and sometimes has to wear a back brace, and his ankle flares up from time to time

jay kept a lot of his scars hidden for a while because they came from skybound (some of his worst injuries lingered from the timeline). not sure whether he's come clean to the ninja yet or not. the marks on his wrist and ankle are from vengestone cuffs on the ship (blame hat because they gave jay vengestone cuffs in bbnb and it broke my brain so my jay has them now). the wound on his side is from skybound as well. ironically his face scar is NOT from skybound, but he was blind in that eye after skybound and hid it from the team. the current scar is from a fight where an enemy sliced a knife up the side of his face, and his lightning reacted badly and struck him while also striking the enemy. he almost died it was NOT a fun day for anybody. also he's a trans man so top scars!!

nya's scars are fun, she obviously has the tiger widow venom scar from skybound (kai finds out about that one after it gets infected cuz she wasn't taking proper care of it after the timeline reset, and he was NOT happy about it) but she also has lichtenberg scars on her hand from a time jay was holding it and accidentally shocked her badly with his powers. he starts wearing gloves after this incident. she also, of course, still has the markings from her time merged with the sea. they glow blue when she uses her powers, and her eyes are more glowy now as well (she kinda looks like a cryptid)

kai's deceptively scrawny. he has basic muscles but he's super skinny, so a lot of people think he isn't as strong as the rest of the ninja. however he's CRAZY strong and has a solid core. He also has a bunch of scars all over his hands from his time as a blacksmith. They're mostly little burns and nicks, but there's one that stretches across his hand from when he accidentally grabbed a hot blade. he also has a lot of body hair

cole is chubby but INSANELY strong, even without super strength. he has a bunch of scars, especially on his arms, from being tanky and blocking blows with his body. most of his scars are ninja related, but he does have one on his leg from a dance accident. nothing major, but the scar stuck around. he also has his ghost scar that goes over his eye somewhat, causing his pupil to be an unnatural green

also a height chart for comparison! one day i'll do zane too but i got lazy. hard to figure out scars for a nindroid, but i imagine that under his plating, the side of his face will ALWAYS have glowing gold scars from the overlord, no matter how many times he makes a new body or tries to fix them

[salmondays]

personally i think mirabelle and loop could have a little fake dating situation at some point. mirabelle's the savior AND shes pretty AND shes nice. everyone loves her. but it makes her really really uncomfortable to be flirted with, ESPECIALLY by strangers. but on the other hand we've got loop, who's Always going to be sticking out like a sore thumb.

they'll never fit in to the party like they once did. isabeau's already taken (not that they'd want to make it official, anyway- it feels almost like a betrayal of their isa, yknow?) (though he would absolutely be all "woah! two cakes!" if loop actually wanted to join him and sif's little thing), they don't fit into the established siffrin-places in the routines. they look like- as i've seen someone else put it- an "abstract fetish object." they're inhuman. they're Something Else Now.

so, post-canon but Before mirabelle's had her aro realization, she's venting about getting bothered by creepy strangers, and she offhandedly mentions a scene from one of her books- a fake relationship with a monster, who protected the protagonist from rival monsters (...thinly veiled omegaverse or werewolf romance fake dating dating trope that i've seen quite a lot). loop has a lightbulb moment where the tiny siffrin (quite a large siffrin, actually- not that they'd want to admit that) in their brain is like. 'wait oh my stars could i actually??? help?? here?? i'm in the perfect situation to help the housemaiden??? like for realsies?? i can be useful?? finally, one good thing my monstrous and sickening inhumanity can do!' and theyre like. "well, housemaiden, perhaps i can help! one inhuman being, at your service!" and offers to fake date her at events to scare people away.

and mirabelles like. look. if this were anybody else id be like ew. but you are: 1.) my friend. my bestie 2.) SO fucking cool 3.) probably better at dealing with this than anyone else would be 4.) abrasive enough 5.) possessing a certain "scary dog privilege", akin to blorbeaux from my books

so they give it a try at an event and working together to turn it from "EW IM BEING HIT ON EW EW EW EW" to "oh lets get Funny with it". mutual benefit. they both get enrichment AND mirabelle gets to be left alone. loop gets to feel like they have a reason to be present (rather than just a horrific shadow in the corner of the room). yes, they're still a monster, they scare people away, but it's Useful and theyre Helping and theyre having fun fucking with people in a more genuine way rather than just in a lashing-out way. they're having fun! loop gets to see mirabelle having fun at a party instead of constantly wincing away from strangers flirting with her!

but. after a while of doing this, mirabelle Thinks About It. and is like. well, in the books, when they do this, it eventually leads to Real Romance. shes like well. thats how the trope goes. maybe itll be good for me. maybe ill come out of this a Better Person when we inevitably slip into (throws up in mouth) Real Fake Dating.

and. she doesnt know shes aro yet. so shes going into this gritting her teeth like "its just like blorbeaux from my books its just like blorbeaux from my books. theyre a monster (SORRY LOOP), so its cool! its awesome even! they don't even have genitals! they're alien enough that i'd never have to... do That with them, right? so everything's alright! i should be fine! i shouldn't mind too much!" and then shes like dreading the inevitable plottwist of "ohhh i loved you all along lets be together for realsies".

every aspect of it being real is like. she should want this. she... will want this, eventually, someday, right? and time goes on and her feelings dont change and she just gets more and more scared that she's dug herself in too deep and is going to hurt or lose her friend.

eventually, she breaks down about it. and loop grabs her by the shoulder and is like. housemaiden. its okay. we can stop our fake dating if you want. i came into this knowing that you didnt want a real romance. youre my.... (throws up in not-mouth at the thought of being genuine) friend. i just wanted to help you, but if it's stressing you out, we can- and then mirabelles like OH THANK CHANGE. CAN WE AGREE TO NEVER EVER EVER MAKE THIS A REAL ACTUAL THING. NO OFFENSE.

and then they both have a full conversation about All Of That. and mirabelle realizes some things about herself and yaayyyy yippee :) everything is fine again yay :)

[scribblescrabbledepartment]

2 more illustrationsss idk if im really in love with them maybe ill redo them someday

[ID: two illustrations. the first shows two boys walking against the wind in a barren, snowy area. the second shows a creepy, grimy, decaying baby doll.]

story under cut (taken directly from a dream) (this one isnt really my best & it still needs some revising but what ever)

“Do we really have to go all the way out here?”

“Yeah, I wanna show you something.”

Two young boys of eight and ten trudged through a marsh-turned-tundra, one leading the other. The gray sky was difficult to differentiate from the gray ground, and despite the snow and ice covering the area, the land was still somehow spongy and muddy and threatened to pull away their snow boots with each slimy step. Their footsteps would have made a pretty unpleasant crunchy-squishing noise which might be compared to the sound of an enormous beetle being crushed as their boots broke through thin layers of ice and sunk into the marshy ground, but the wind was so eerily loud with its otherworldly howls and whistles that it drowned out nearly every other sound. The younger of the two boys, following behind his older brother, looked warily at the few trees and shrubs poking out of the miserable grayness and thought that they resembled monster skeletons, but would never express this out loud; his brother mustn’t get the idea that he was scared, even though his brother was a little scared himself.

“It’s up there,” the older boy called through the shrieks of the wind. They approached a strange little area which was partially shielded from the weather with monster skeleton trees. About ten feet from the trees was the edge of what couldn’t quite be described as water even during the warmest seasons. It was more like a muddy quicksandy sludge, now mixed with winter slush. Between the slushy sludge and the monster skeletons was a barren strip of land. A couple of objects lay partially covered in muck and snow on the ground.

“What is that?” The younger boy stuck close behind his brother, not feeling particularly fond of anything that was happening right now. His brother snapped a stick off of one of the shrubs and used it to haphazardly dust off the things on the ground—dolls. Two baby dolls that looked like antiques, one still a rosy peach color and in pretty good shape, the other appearing greenish and almost decayed.

“A kid at school told me about this place,” said the older boy, answering before his brother could ask. “Apparently people leave sacrifices for them. You know why?”

His younger brother shook his head. He didn’t know and he wasn’t sure he wanted to. If they didn’t freeze to death out here, he was sure he’d have nightmares for a week just from the visual alone.

“They leave sacrifices because apparently they’re alive. They look pretty dead right now but when nobody’s around they get up and start walking and looking for something to kill, so people leave the sacrifices so they won’t go kill anybody.”

“That’s dumb,” the younger boy said in a voice that trembled much more than he would have liked it to. It was absolutely dumb and it creeped the hell out of him all the same.

“Yeah, it is,” the older boy admitted. “Still kinda neat though. They look really old. I bet they’ve been here for a hundred years.” Doing what, though? He pushed the thought out of his mind. He didn’t need his little brother thinking he was any kind of creeped out.

“Can we go now? This weather sucks,” the younger complained. His brother nodded and they turned around to leave. As they shuffled off, however, the younger boy lost his footing and tumbled over into the vast pond of sludge.

“God dammit,” he cried out in frustration. He knew his brother wouldn’t tell on him for swearing; they always cursed with each other when no adults (or tattle-tales) were around to hear. Grunting, he tried to push himself upright, but he found it very difficult to move in the thick liquid, and his heavy winter clothes didn’t help.

“Here, grab my hand,” the older brother called against the wind, reaching out. His brother somehow seemed much farther away from the edge of the land than he should have been. As he glanced at the ground to make sure he wasn’t stepping into the muck, he noticed that the more decayed-looking doll was missing.

“What the…” he murmured under his breath. He looked back up to his brother and felt his body go numb. On the horizon, moving closer, was what appeared to be a tiny figure.

“Come on, grab my hand!” He tried not to let his panic show as he leaned out over the edge of the pond, but something in his voice tipped his brother off. The younger boy turned his head and saw the doll swimming toward him, slowly but surely, and he began to scream. He screamed and reached as far as he could and tried to shuffle out of the sludge but it was much more difficult than it was getting in, and the doll grew closer. They could see its arms slowly going around like windmills in their creaky sockets in a very poor imitation of swimming and if it had been a scene from a movie they would have been laughing hysterically, but it wasn’t a movie and the movement somehow managed to push the doll with relative ease through the same almost-liquid that trapped the younger boy.

The two were becoming increasingly frantic as the younger brother struggled to free himself and the older boy briefly considered stepping in just a little bit to reach him, but then he surely would have wound up just as stuck as his brother and of no help to anybody. He stretched his arm out as far as he could, nearly falling into the pond as he reached, and as he finally brushed his brother’s fingertips he noticed that the doll had disappeared. And suddenly, so did his brother as something pulled him under at a terrifying speed, leaving the older boy standing stunned and alone in the desolate, miserable grayness.

[helpmyboyfriend]

tw: suicide, sh

so i have not had an easy life at all, shits been tough icl. last year i was deep in depression and i promised myself if i felt the same by summer id kill myself. it’s summer now and everything is still SO crappy but since then i’ve had my boyfriend by my side, he’s given me a purpose to live. i wouldn’t dare dream about leaving this world while he’s in it. i would give anything just to take a glimpse at him, he’s so pretty, he’s honestly my world, my everything. without him i wouldn’t be here, he gives me a reason to keep going.

i’ve never loved my body, but he has.

i never felt normal in my disability, but he says he’ll always love me and it doesn’t matter.

i always hated all my scars on my arms but my boyfriend couldn’t care less and kisses on them anyway.

i never felt like anyone could love me as a trans person but he tells me i’m handsome.

no matter how broken a person i am, he loves me anyway.

my boyfriend has reignited my passion for life. i always dreaded growing up and getting a house, a job and just generally living in this society that wasn’t built for me. but now i look forward to doing all of it with someone by my side.

we’re both young so our relationship won’t be taken seriously but he is my world and i intend to marry that man someday.

i love my boyfriend so much, i’m convinced we’ve spent every lifetime together and our souls are intertwined. i want to give him everything just as he has to me.

the one thing that i think would make my boyfriend happiest is if he was able to get top surgery, i really want to raise the money as a gift for his 18th birthday next year. please if you have anything you can give to my gofundme i’d be so so grateful. right now i’ve had no donations, i think itd be very special to be the first :3

the link to the gofundme is on my most recent post.

i wont give up.

[alexanderlightweight]

Let’s hope I can write today and no further disasters

It took four hours last night (after a full day) of time (broken up like the glass) to clean up the house to be safe for Nightshade and the Abyss. I passed out on the couch, woke up to make food for Saeth and was pretty much ‘okay I’ll see you in the morning’ and went to bed.

Part of that was I never ate. I had a few snacks but I overheated while cleaning earlier and then again and id already been battling heat exhaustion and also just kind of ran out of personal spoons (if you know the difference between personal and communal spoons then mood).

So yeah.

Here’s hoping that today is better. I still have not eaten anything solid but I had a protein shake so that’s something at least (

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Also Nightshade is now three!!!!

He did not like his dog safe sprinkle cookie. The texture was bad. He ate it, because he is a good boy and had lots of encouragement but he didn’t enjoy it.

He’s gonna have some extra yummy dinner later and a pup cake and he got some toys. And I promised I’d make him rice. Because rice is up there with meat and cheese and bread carbs.

This dog knows the word ‘carbs.’

He will go alert and then slide over all ‘I’m adorable and love carbs won’t you share?’

My bf is out here on my switch on a game I’ve never actually played (that they bought me) and they’re boxing colorful llamas?

Like… babe wtf are you playing? WHAT DID THE PINK LLAMA DO TO DESERVE THIS? Let THE FLOOF CLOUDS LIVE!!!

Apparently someday they can trap and ride the llamas?

But they’re just having fun boxing them and I feel like half of that is because of my reaction when I first looked over.

*if someone needs a guide on cleaning up glass here are some basics

Make sure no one is hurt. If you or someone is hurt, that’s the most important. If you are shaking, or scared or panicking, wait until you are stable. You will just hurt yourself or make a bigger mess.

ALSO PUT ON SHOES. Make sure children/anyone who is a fall risk/pets/etc are somewhere the glass isn’t and can’t get to the glass. If you have someone else in the house who can safely do so, ask them to put shoes on and bring you shoes (I’ve had to go get glass surgically removed from my foot. It’s not worth it).

Try and wear gloves. If you have like mandolin/knife gloves, wear those. You can put plastic gloves on top. Leather gloves are also great. Plastic gloves are better than nothing but far less protection and can rip.

Only use a broom if you have nothing else. Glass gets caught in the bristles. It will spread. It will be hard to get out.

Use a paper bag first if you can. The glass will break through the plastic trash bags so put in paper and then in plastic. (Not only will the bag break, sometimes it swings while you carry it and can and will hit you and stab you with broken glass in the calf or thigh and now your shoe is filled with blood and you need stitches. Yes that’s has also happened to me).

If you have a flat mop pad with replaceable mops or a swifter, use that but dry. replace frequently. You can use paper towels if you need to, old rags that can be thrown away, or an old shirt that you cut up to fit the mop or swifter (don’t use a mop with like, fluffy or stringy texture it will just collect glass).’

Vacuum is your friend but make sure that the air (if you’re using a shop vac or whatever) won’t hit the pile of debris and send it flying.

Get all the big pieces up first and careful.

Remove any toys and fabrics from the floor and put in a laundry basket or bag if you can, for a place kids and pets won’t get into. Because you’ll need to make sure it’s all safe.

Periodically wipe off your shoes. Glass will collect. DO NOT WIPE YOUR FEET OFF ON YOUR FEET. You might end up stabbing the top of your own foot with glass stuck in your shoe (yes that’s also happened).

If you have babies especially or pets or adults that like to lay on the floor, you also need to mop before they are allowed out. And vacuum if you can because if you have tile the glass will collect in the grooves. (So much vacuuming if you have carpet because it imbeds)

Turn off the lights and use a flash light (this works best for clear or lightly colored glass and is less effective for stoneware but still helpful.)

If you can’t tell if it’s crumbs or glass, assume it’s glass.

Hydrate.

Like you’re gonna get tired and sweaty so don’t forget hydrate

🩵 lumine