#i can't bring myself to write this

[kairiscorner]

man u guys are funni you don't think i remember this? (tw: dr*gs and ov*r*os*)

first time? that's rich, right @miguelswifey04

at least change your wording to make it look more original bro

anyway, please STOP SENDING REPEATED REQUESTS. I AM NOT A ROBOT WHO IS REQUIRED TO MAKE YOUR STORIES. if you want to see it written, write it yourself :> i didn't respond to your request at first because i was uncomfortable with it, there, i said it. i'm sorry, but i cannot and will not fulfil your request. i think i've made it clear in my rules that i will not do disturbing themes, i am not required to, ESPECIALLY WHEN THEY'RE REPEATED REQUESTS.

i'll give you the benefit of the doubt and say you're not the same anon spamming me and asking lin (hopefully not other writers) with this very request, i'm gonna tell you right now i am not comfortable with writing this. i'm sorry if i sound angry, bc i am. please respect us writers the same way as we respect you anons; i didn't respond to your previous req so as not to embarrass you or anything, but i can't keep quiet anymore.

sorry for the long ass rant, tl;dr: i'm not gonna write this, and if you send another req EXACTLY LIKE THIS OR HAS THE SAME THEME AS THIS OR ANYTHING TRIGGERING, YOU WILL GET BLOCKED. g'day.

[three-fold-symmetry]

Day 3 of @subcodyweek - Prompt: Praise kink

They didn't train him for this on Kamino.

[moonjellybeans]

Jade and Trey not being able to keep their hands off each other is my favourite thing. Whoever caught them is lucky they got there before clothes started coming off, just sayin'.

[jtl-fics]

Fluent Freshman - Part 10

PREVIOUS

He calls his grandma to thank her for everything. She promises him that if anything keeps him from her on Christmas she’ll just make her way over to South Carolina to see him. “Maybe I can give that boy who is bullying you a piece of my mind!” She says and he loves her for it even if the thought of Andrew vs. his 70 year old grandma gives him heart palpitations that have nothing to do with the five hour energy he just slammed when no one was looking.

(He had eaten turkey because Abby had asked if he didn’t like it when he had forgone the white meat being passed around. She looked SAD so he just piled the dark meat onto his plate (at least it has less tryptophan) trip and now he needs to counteract the turkey. He could not afford to be sleepy on the impending car ride.)

He lets her know that everyone likes her pie and Abby had been overjoyed when he informed her that his gran always attaches a recipe card to the bottom for any pie in transit / for public consumption. (This is a woman who has been asked enough that she has the confidence to assume).

He gets off the line and feels the 5 hour energy kick in when Captain Neil appears out of nowhere next to him and he thinks he strains something when he resists the flinch his rapidly beating heart almost forces him into. “What language was that?” He asks.

“Polish.”

“You really do know a lot of languages. Just like your friend said.”

DANGER. DANGER. DANGER.

“Not that many.” DEFLECT DEFLECT DEFLECT “When are we heading out to Columbia?” DAMMIT

Captain Neil blinks but smiles, “We’ll be heading out in a little bit. Abby’s packing us leftovers. Too bad there’s no pie left. Do you think we could make it at the house? Andrew really liked it.” Neil says.

Pie is a safe topic. Pie will not betray him. Also if Andrew wants pie then he can’t kill FF until FF makes it and, perhaps, the pie will buy him a few extra days of mercy from his executioner.

“We can try. The secret ingredient is a grandma’s love though.” He says because it’s on the recipe card. It’s the most important ingredient in the whole pie. It’s what can keep a pie warm across a country. “Gran always says whipped cream can be used as a substitute though.” he says.

Captain Neil blushes.

DAMMIT WHY? WHY BRING UP THE WHIPPED CREAM?

“Well, we’ll have to pick some up from the store.” Captain Neil manages.

FF blanks his face as best he can and nods but gets up his heart beating too fast to remain seated. “I’ll be outside.” He says because he needs to walk around in some circles while he can. The car ride to Columbia is going to be a nightmare in general but especially since he slammed the five hour energy.

Kevin is the reason for the hold-up and the reason that FF gets 80 more laps around the house. He’s reminding them that they can’t stop exercising just because it’s a break gesturing to himself and the 20 minutes of squats that he just did to burn off the pie and then to FF who passes a window for the 10th time since this conversation started “See FF is keeping up with his fitness. Be more like him.”

Wymack eventually drags Kevin out of the house and into his car since they’re spending the break together. He flashes FF a thumbs up as FF passes and FF (unaware as always but great at mimicking social cues) gives him a thumbs up back.

It’s then that they get into the car. FF (as is the way of the world) is sitting bitch with Aaron and Nicky on either side of him.

Captain Neil is up front and starts to play some music. Both Nicky and Aaron are conked out before they even reach the entrance to the interstate. They have also slumped onto FF with Aaron asleep on his shoulder and Nicky drooling into his hair.

“You can just shove them off.” Andrew says.

“It’s fine.” FF says reminiscing about the last time he’d had something like this.

20 minutes later it’s not fine because the five hour energy is definitely kicking in but it would be so rude to move and wake Nicky and Aaron up. Nicky is probably tired because he came to check on FF five different times the night before and kept dragging him away from whatever Saw movie he was taking notes on and Aaron ate a LOT of white meat so he’s filled to the brim with tryptophan.

But he thinks he’s about to vibrate out of his skin.

He closes his eyes to try and breathe through this when.

“Smith said that we can try and recreate his grandma’s pie. We’ll just have to do a grocery run tomorrow.” Captain Neil says in Russian.

“It was good pie.” Andrew returns in the same language.

“He said that the secret ingredient is grandmotherly love.”

“It was on the recipe card. It said for best results be sure to add throughout the baking process.”

“His grandma said whipped cream was a good replacement. That it goes great with the pie.”

Uh-oh

FF knows that tone.

FF has fled across campus, the bus, the dorm room, and (one one notable occasion) the locker room when he has heard that tone coming from Captain Neil.

“Pie isn’t the only thing it will enhance the flavor of.” Andrew says back and FF feels as the car speeds up.

FF wishes that Andrew would just hurry up and crazy murder him already. He’d take the reverse bear trap over this psychological torture. He wants to pull up his phone and read if the Geneva Conventions list this as a war crime.

NEXT

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[stop-breaking-my-heart-dragonage]

You ever think about how in spite of knowing their exact locations, the game never gives any indication that templar Carver has reported his mage sibling, Merril (a blood mage) or Anders (an abomination) to his superiors?

I do think about that a lot, even though I tend to ignore the Templar Carver route because I know Warden Carver to be true in my heart and soul... but I totally get the appeal of Templar Carver within DA2's narrative, y'know?

It's so fascinating, really. I've never played a run with Templar Carver, I just can't bring myself to do it, so I know I'm missing out on smaller details of it. From what I do know, this drives me crazy in the best way possible.

Deciding whether to bring him or not to the Deep Roads is such an important choice, not only because it affects his fate, but how it affects his relationship to Hawke. He tells you that he wants to go, he makes it very clear that it's important to him that he goes, too... and Hawke can just leave him behind and it hurts him. I don't think that registers enough with some people just because of how Carver is, like it doesn't matter what Hawke's motivations are [staying behind for his safety, not wanting to bring him, thinking someone should stay with Leandra, etc] it still hurts him because it tells him that Hawke doesn't need him, and Carver wants to be needed.

And yes, there are other contributing factors to why he joins the templars, but it doesn't matter what your relationship is to him, it doesn't change the fact that he doesn't turn Hawke or his companions in.

Sure, the meta reason is it's a video game and you're playing the main character. You're never in any actual danger of being captured by templars, and you're not going to lose your companions to them that easy.

But if we look at it through the narrative and Carver's character, that's when it gets interesting. You can max out his rivalry and be an utter asshole to him [there's a point where you can call him a brat and mock him for being stuck in your shadow, like Hawke can be real cruel about it] but it doesn't matter, you're still his sibling. He even makes a remark about how you might not know what that means [referring to leaving him behind] but he does. He refuses to kill Hawke in the end when Meredith makes the order, too.

Which can I just point out that Hawke has the option to let Bethany die in the end if she's with the circle and they side with the templars? Just saying, Carver NEVER does that no matter what, but Hawke has the option to betray Bethany like that and it's fucked and interesting and it makes me want to eat my chair-

As for Merrill and Anders, I think he knows that if he turns either of them in, then the chances of Hawke being brought in as well skyrocket. They're all friends, they're in the same group... bring one in, and you'll probably get the other two.

I also think Carver just genuinely likes Merrill. Yes, I'm a Carver/Merrill shipper, so I have a bias, but even if you remove anything romantic from their dynamic I believe that's true. Of all the companions, Merrill is the only one who doesn't make fun of him, or find him annoying, in party banters. He never snaps back at her, like he's never defensive with her, he's just a little awkward and nice.

Like, HE'S SO NICE TO HER! He tries to find common ground with her! She asks him about "swording" and he's taken aback by her saying he's good at it, but you KNOW that if someone like Anders asked him the same question, he's be all, "shut up, you're stupid, stop talking to me >:["

Think back to that banter Carver can have with Aveline post-act 1 where they're talking about how the guard wasn't the right place for him [hard disagree with you there, Aveline] and Carver says he was a bit of a tit, wasn't he.... and every companion will agree except Merrill. She doesn't say anything, whereas other companions like Anders will be like "ugh maker YES" and if you have a purple Hawke, they'll go on to other ways Carver was a tit like?? I think Carver and Merrill got along and he doesn't want to turn her in because she was nice to him! And she's a blood mage! He knows what will happen to her if the templars get ahold of her! He doesn't want to see her made tranquil or killed!

At that point, he's witnessed what bad blood mages can do, assuming you've brought him along for those quests, but even so. He knows Merrill isn't like that and he likes her, so of course he's not going to turn her in despite that being his literal duty.

Then there's Anders who Carver doesn't like. If you're in a romance with him, Carver will tell him that's why he doesn't turn him in but c'mon Carver, you know that's not the only reason. My theory is Carver may not like Anders and he knows the man's got a spirit of justice inside of him... but Anders also runs a free clinic. If he's ever taken in by templars, then so many people [including a LOT of Fereldan refugees] will be without free health care and will suffer for it. I think in Carver's eyes, Anders might be irritating but he doesn't more good than harm. Carver knows first hand how shitty refugees and poorer people are treated in Kirkwall. Anders' clinic is the one place they can go for help and actually get it, and he's not going to be the one to take that away because the templars say "magic bad."

So yeah, I'm not as informed about the Templar Carver route, but I do think about how if I did do that route, he wouldn't betray Hawke or their companions no matter what and what that says about him.

[arpeggio]

this is the first poem i've written in a while, and although it's not perfect, it's very dear to me. titled revision of the fourth of july.

[uncanny-tranny]

You know, I've seen these discussions about people who have made themselves disabled (though not necessarily on purpose), and it's something I resonate with, and think is so nuanced that it's a discussion worth having in-depth

See, I feel like sometimes people think of "making yourself disabled" as a completely able-bodied person who - through their decisions, either accidental or wreckless - will just... make themselves disabled, and I actually think that's less common. I know for myself, my changing disabilities have been spurred on because I was already disabled. I use myself as an example of a broader point - that is, I think often the ways people think of this topic are somewhat narrow.

There's a special kind of guilt you feel (at least, in my experience) wherein you know your suffering has resulted from your decisions, yet simultaneously knowing that you weren't given a proper chance to start off on a fair playing field. And yet no matter what you feel about this, the pain still hurts just as badly. It still hurts even if you don't blame yourself at all

[hood-ex]

There are less than 600 works in The New Teen Titans category. This has to be rectified *Jack Skellington voice* immediately!

[deoidesign]

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[whimsiboy]

i always see travis with blue eyes or reddish-brown eyes, a lot of the time a mix of the both and him with heterochromatic eyes. but why are we all missing out on him with green eyes??

[zeighost]

Watched and read TGCF, watched and have yet to start the MDZS novel (I did start the series on yt but I'm only on the episode 8, still) and after I finish reading mdzs novels I'm going to read SVSSS but the tags on that one are making me bit reluctant to start bcs it has few tw that I person try to avoid by any means so but still! I was recommended it and I heard lots of nice reviews about it-

But anyhow, that's not the reason I'm typing this!!! I got so deep into the hyperfixation that my brain is rotting to the point that I'm connecting every possible interest I had throughout the past few years and Idk how to feel about that

Sure, first I started small, ya know? Connecting tgcf and mdzs!!

WWX becoming a Ghost King (or at least the same level as Qi Rong aka I think that's the savage lvl?) instead of him dying and getting resurrected soundš really sick

And then just normal crossovers of Hualian and Wangxian cus I just love the idea XL and WWX being besties

But now I'm connecting things I can't even think make sense like fym Touhou crossover?? Wdym that one sentence I randomly remember from TVD makes sense to connect?? 😭

[coldhndss]

⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡. Blue Lock - selected stories event Part 1.

1: Aftermath of a winning game. ft. Isagi Y and Bachira M.

The light shining down on the pitch in blue locks stadium was practically blinding. The fans yelled, chanting the name of Japan’s fastest and newest upcoming team. The feeling of euphoria on the pitch was unmatched. The other team stands in shock at their own loss. It was a privilege to see them in such a state. 

Heading inside to their lockers, each member cheers each other on, patting one another on the back and chatting about what they have planned for the afterparty. 

Though relieved and excited about the win, one of the boys only had one thing on his mind;

You. 

──★ ˙ ̟! Isagi Yoichi

“Dude, that goal was literally insane. How do you always manage to pull it off?” 

Otoya slaps him on the back, laughing. “Thanks, dude.” He laughed.

“Isagi, we’re gonna head out, wanna come?” Bachira asks, slinging an arm over Isagi’s shoulder. 

He thinks to himself for a moment.

“Nah, I’m good, I’ve got something to do. You guys go on without me, ‘kay?” 

He waves goodbye to his team before leaving the locker room and making a call. Holding his phone up to his ear in anticipation, he catches a familiar face in his peripheral vision. 

There you are. 

Standing there talking to your friend, He walks up to you both and waves. 

“Thanks for keeping her company, f/n” He says, loosely wrapping an arm around your waist.

“No problem” She replies before turning to you “See you later!” Your friend says bye and leaves. 

(Earlier today over the phone, he made sure to tell you to dress nicely before you showed up to the match. 

“Wear a nice dress today, okay?”

“Sure, but any reason why?” You question.

“I have a good feeling about today”. He answered with confidence).

You look down at your phone for a moment and see his name under ‘missed calls’ 

“Did you need something?” 

“Yeah, but I ended up finding it” He replies, kissing the top of your head.

He changes out of his uniform, and the two of you head to his car as he excitedly tells you that he has somewhere special to take you. 

You wouldn’t call him a ‘reckless driver’. You feel safe with him behind the wheel, though at times he teases just a bit and suddenly accelerates laughing at your reaction. He insists that he just ‘can’t help it!’ and his sports car is just ‘built for that type of stuff’. You end up breaking and laughing either way though. 

As you begin to approach your destination, Isagi decides its better if he surprises you.

“Okay, close your eyes!” He says while turning the corner of the street and slowing down. “I don’t want you to see anything yet”

“Alright, fine. You know I’ll be fine with it either way though..” You murmur timidly raising your hands to cover your eyes. 

“What was that?”

“Don’t worry”

As you step out of the car door that he opened for you, he places his hands on your shoulders and lightly squeezes them

“Keep your eyes closed, okay?” 

“Yeah, yeah”

A cold rush of air hits your body as he opens the door. Your eyes catch a small gleam of light, peaking through your slightly open fingers.

“Can I open them now?”

“Alright, go ahead” He replies, excited.

A large glass chandelier hangs down from the tall ceiling of the lobby, refracting shards of light across the room. Large red, velvety sofas on each side compliment the golden hue of the restaurant. Your feet are planted on a long black carpet, extending forward to the front of the reception. The cool air causes you cover your arms with your hands while you continue to look around the room.

“Wow..” You stare in awe, stepping closer to Isagi’s side. “You didn’t have to..” You say, smiling at him.

“I’m glad you’re happy”. He chuckles, placing his arm around your shoulder as the two of you walk towards the reception. 

──★ ˙ ̟! Bachira Meguru

‘Out of all times to have a match.. it had to be in the Afternoon?’

Hurriedly throwing a jacket over his T-Shirt in the changing room, he checks the time on his phone. It was already 5:00pm.

He says bye to the rest of his teammates, and leaves, calling your number. Of course, you pick up right away.

“Hello?”

“Hey Meguru! I watched you play today, as usual you were amazi-“

“You’re still here, right?” He abruptly cuts you off, seemingly in a hurry.

“Yeah, any reason why?”

“You know where I usually park, right?”

“Yeah, why?”

“I’m waiting for you, come as quick as you can, ‘kay?” 

“Okay, see you..” 

He ends the call there. You wonder what has him in such a rush? Either way, you head towards the carpark and see him leaning against the door of the front passenger seat. You smile and wave, walking towards him, and wrapping your arms around his neck in a hug. 

His do the same, and hook around your hips. 

After a few moments, he lets go and opens the door for you. “Didn’t you say you wanted to go to that new amusement park? I can’t be letting you down, you know?” He smiles. You can sense the excitement in his smile, he definitely wanted to go as well.

You sit down as he makes his way to the driver’s seat and begins to turn on the car.

“Aren’t you tired though?” You question, tilting your head.

“Nah, I’ll be fine! That match was so easy. Nothing to be tired about.” He replies, giggling. 

“Your choice! If you fall asleep on one of the rides, I’ll just ask the staff to wake you up!” You laugh.

Throughout the drive there, Bachira told you how thrilled he was that his upcoming matches are against this “Super special” and “Super strong” team. He also nearly crossed a red light while gawking at you in shock for not knowing the name of said team. 

When the two of you arrived there, it was nearing the end of sunset. The sky was coloured an amalgamation of hues. Purple fading into magenta, accented with a golden light near the setting disc of the sun. The fading colours highlighed his yellow eyes and glossed over his hair beautifully. Him turning and looking at you wasn't helping you to stop staring either.

“Something wrong, y/n?”

“..Nothing”

You happily snapped a picture of him while his back was turned to the ticket booth. 

The two of you went on tons of rides together, despite it being late afternoon. He helped you with the suspiciously hard to win minigames, overperformed, and the clerk had no decision but to give him exactly what he asked for as a prize, which was of course, something for you.

At the photo booth, you took some cute photos together, edited them and drew all sorts of funny things over his face while he drew love hearts on yours. 

You then bought a cotton candy to share together, and he insisted on feeding it to you. You couldn’t help but laugh with every bite you took from his hand.

Finally, he suggested the two of you ride the Ferris Wheel together. Since it was now dark out, all the lights on the stalls and buildings nearby were shining brightly, and you wondered what it would look like from the top.

He held your gloved hand and hoisted you up to the seat, before getting inside himself. He sat down next to you and stretched his arms before slumping back into the seat. 

“I didn’t expect you to wanna go on a Ferris Wheel.” You said, looking over at him as he looks outside the window of the cabin.

“I just thought it’d be nice to wind down here before heading home, y’know?”

The view from outside was breathtaking. You could see every stall that the two of you went to, to all the people playing outside. The nearby apartment buildings each had a different coloured light emitting from their rooms, each person doing their own thing. You felt a sense of warmth engulf you.

“Isn’t the view beautiful, Bachira?” You spoke while looking outside. 

Suddenly, a weight drops on your shoulder, followed by soft breathing. 

He really had fallen asleep on a ride. 

“Told you so” You murmured brushing a piece of hair out from in front of his face, smiling.

[bumblingbabooshka]

On s'est déjà tout dit Et j'ai déjà tout vu Je l'ai déjà apprise, la leçon la plus dure J'suis tombé droit dans l'mur, une fois, deux fois

[We've already said everything and I've already seen it all. I've already learned it, the hardest lesson. I fell straight into the wall, once, twice.]

[johnslittlespoon]

it's almost time. when? idk, when i stop being a coward LOL

[poppyfamily]

*starts writing a scene according to what i outlined*

*realizes that the "scene" is actually a Pivotal Plot Point and is actually a collection of scenes*

ugh

[thetruearchmagos]

I've wasted a lot of time deliberating how I was going to tell y'all this particular piece of lore for the 12 Worlds, so instead I'm just going to rip the band aid off and say it and if anyone sees this you'll know.

Basically, y'know all the people and cultures that exist in the 12 Worlds? Well, you see, the reason why they'll all seem so recognisable to us and between one another is that every living thing in the Worlds is, in fact, descended from living things 'brought over' from Earth (yes, earth, the literal and actual earth we know and love) to these various Worlds at various points in history. Not just people and their settlements, but millions of species and living things from across time, terminating only a few centuries ago from our contemporary time period.

So... Now you know