#i don’t want anybody to think i’m copying anybody LOL

[jess-tra]

more of my swap au.. hi siffrin!!! hi!!!!!!!

first au post

[er1nne]

fix this

⸝⸝⸝ ⑅ —໒ྀི ִֶָ rafe’s impulsive actions and failed attempt to fix things with a ignite a heated argument, leaving you feeling unseen and misunderstood.

word count 1.7k

warnings : yelling & arguments so angst but ends on a good note / fluff

AN: the problem is left ambiguous & left to the imagination so you can make up the problem, you guys loved the last one lol :) i have plenty more in the vault so let me know if y'all want them. enjoy!

(please do not copy or plagiarize, this is my original work subject to copyright)

Rafe knows he’s in deep shit. He can tell he’s in deep shit. And he barely knows how he got here...nope he totally know how he got here.

The weight of it presses on his chest like a cinder block, a suffocating reminder of the mess he’s made. It’s the first thing he feels when he hears your footsteps stomping up the stairs on to the porch. The tightness in his stomach churns, and his hands instinctively find the edge of the counter, gripping it hard enough that his knuckles pale.

He rubs his hand over his jaw, rough and restless, staring at the front door like it might swallow him whole. It doesn’t. The door swings open, and there you are—eyes already blazing with fury, every bit of it directed at him.

You slam the door behind you with a force that makes him flinch. The sharp crack of wood echoes in the silence before you speak.

“I can’t believe you, Rafe!” you snap, your voice trembling, sharp enough to cut. “Do you ever think? Like, at all?”

The way you look at him—like he’s the worst kind of idiot—makes him stiffen, though he leans back against the counter, trying to feign some level of calm. It doesn’t work. He hates that look, not just from you but from anybody.

“I didn’t think it was that big of a deal,” he says, shrugging in what he hopes comes off as nonchalant. But his voice falters just slightly, betraying him. He knows it’s the wrong thing to say, even as the words leave his mouth. Way to put a foot in your mouth.

“Oh, my God.” You throw your hands up, your movements jerky, overwhelmed. “You didn’t think it was that big of a deal? Of course, you didn’t. You never think!”

The accusation hangs heavy in the air, sharp and piercing. He runs a hand through his hair, yanking at the strands in frustration. There you go again. Can't you tell he's sorry. Why'd you have to go there of all places. Why’d you have to say it like that? “Alright, just—calm down for a second,” he says, his tone already edging into defensive territory. “You’re making it sound worse than it is.”

“Calm down?” you repeat, and there’s a bitter edge to your voice that makes his stomach twist. “You think I’m overreacting?”

“No, that’s not what I’m saying,” he fires back, the words snapping out of him before he can stop them. His shoulders are tense, his movements jerky as he gestures vaguely between the two of you. “I’m saying I didn’t mean for it to be—whatever this is.”

You scoff, shaking your head as if the audacity of his explanation is too much to comprehend. “Unbelievable. You don’t even get it, do you? You don’t care how this makes me feel. You just do whatever you want, and I’m supposed to just—deal with it?”

“That’s not fair,” he says through gritted teeth, his jaw clenching as he pushes off the counter. “I didn’t do this to hurt you.”

“But you didn’t care enough to stop and think about me, either,” you shoot back, your voice rising with each word. “Do you have any idea how that feels? To know that I don’t even cross your mind when you make these dumb, impulsive decisions?”

The words hit him hard, like a gut punch he didn’t see coming. He exhales sharply, his frustration boiling over. He paces a few steps, his hands restless, like he’s trying to find an outlet for the tension coiling in his chest.

“Look, I—I’m trying, alright?” he says, his voice rough and strained. “I know I screwed up. That’s why I got you this.”

He gestures toward the counter, where an expensive box sits, perfectly wrapped with a crisp bow. It’s something he picked up earlier, certain it would fix everything. Now, standing here under your fiery gaze, it feels like a monument to his failure.

Your eyes flick to the box, then back to him, your expression darkening. “Are you kidding me right now?”

“What?” he says, his voice rising with confusion and a touch of defensiveness. He throws his arms out, his frustration bubbling to the surface. “I was trying to—”

“It’s not about the damn gift, Rafe!” you yell, your voice cracking slightly under the weight of your emotions. “This isn’t something you can fix with money. Do you think I’m that shallow? You think you can throw a couple of thousands at me and it'll make my feelings go away?”

Your breath stutters for a moment before continuing, “Do you think I’m like all the other girls you’ve bought? You can’t do that with me. You can’t just throw money at this and expect it to go away. You have to be a person—a human—with me.”

He flinches, the words cutting deeper than he cares to admit. “No, that’s not—I’m just trying to fix it, okay?” His voice rises in desperation now. “I don’t know what else you want from me!”

“I want you to feel something!” you snap, the tremor in your voice betraying the raw hurt beneath your anger. “I want you to stop throwing money at everything and actually care about how I feel. But I guess that’s asking too much.”

The accusation lands like a blow, and he’s left staring at you, at the tears brimming in your eyes. The anger drains from his face, leaving something raw and uncertain in its place.

“I do care,” he says quietly, his voice rough and uneven. “I just—I don’t know how to… do this.” His hands move in an awkward, aimless gesture, like the words he needs are somewhere just out of reach. His voice is low, almost a whisper. It’s the kind of vulnerability he doesn’t like showing—doesn’t know how to. But he can’t bring himself to look away from you as he peers at you with those icy eyes.

You scoff, shaking your head again, but you don’t storm out. He notices this, clings to it like a lifeline, grateful in a way he doesn’t know how to put into words.

“Look,” he says, stepping closer, his movements hesitant, cautious. His hands twitch at his sides like they’re drawn to you, but he doesn’t touch you—not yet. “I’m not good at this, alright? I screw up—a lot. But I swear, I didn’t mean to hurt you. I hate seeing you like this.”

Your shoulders sag, and for a moment, you look just as tired as he feels. “Then stop making me feel like I don’t matter,” you murmur, your voice softer now, but no less weighted. “Stop acting like I’m just… an afterthought.”

“You’re not,” he says quickly, his voice firm and insistent. He steps closer, his hands finally settling on your arms. “You’re not an afterthought, okay? You’re—you’re everything to me. I just don’t know how to show it sometimes.”

For a moment, you don’t respond. You just stand there, his hands warm and solid against your arms, the tension between you palpable. Then, slowly, you look up at him.

“I just need to know you’re willing to change, I need you to try...” you say softly, your voice thick with emotion.

The room feels smaller now, the space between you charged but quieter. His hand moves, almost hesitantly, until it settles lightly on your arm. “I don’t know how to do this,” he repeats, his voice rough and uneven. “But I want to. For you.”

You search his face, your gaze lingering on his eyes like you’re trying to find something—sincerity, maybe. And when you finally nod, your body relaxing slightly in his grip, it feels like the first breath he’s taken in hours.

“You better,” you say, your voice quiet but steady now.

“I will,” he promises. Rafe’s lips twitch upward, his own smile soft and unsure. He leans down, pressing a tender kiss to your forehead. His arms wrap around the entirety of your body, holding you in his warm embrace like he never wants to let go. You feel his heartbeat against yours as the remenants of his anger fade away.

It’s not a perfect fix. Not even close. But as he holds you close, he feels like maybe, just maybe, he’s finally starting to understand.

divider by @crazyfrm!

[muletia]

Heya!! I LOVE your pocket AU and your OP obsession is so damn relatable ^-^!! I love reading and re-reading… and RE-re-reading your work and everyday I look at your account at least once! You’re so cool and your work is just *genuine chef’s kiss*

Now… I never ask anything to anybody… requests aren’t really something I do so I’m just gonna go for it… in your pocket spouse AU.. imagine a human who’s like SUPER talented in art… mostly traditional art… and he/she/they become a pocket spouse… and ONE DAY… this human draws their spouses as a beautifully drawn masterpiece… I wonder how they’d react… (I’m mostly asking for TFOne… but I don’t mind if you put TFP OP in there lol)

I can imagine Sentinel finding this super cute and bragging about it, even asking his spouse for more… buying his little lover the stuff it would need to create more masterpieces like that…

I only have an idea for Sentinel… but I also wanted to know how YOU’D think they’d react… anyway I think I yapped a lot… idc I love your work enough to make it worth yapping about! Which is a RARE occurrence even for me.

- With luv, Meg >:3

hello! and kdbskvu thank you so much for the kind words!!! <3 hope you'll enjoy these short headcanons <3

[tfo] sentinel x human!reader [tfo] b-127 x human!reader [tfo] elita one x human!reader [tfp] optimus prime x human!reader

word count: 1200

Sentinel is thrilled.

Finally, someone has managed to capture his beauty and magnificence in art, naturally, without exaggeration. The way you have transferred his image onto paper is truly admirable, and in his optics, it is a masterpiece. Not only because he is the inspiration behind your artwork, of course. Though he will undoubtedly go on and on about himself, criticizing every tiniest detail and pointing out proportions, he is still genuinely happy in his own egotistical and manic way that his adorable pocket spouse has gifted him such a delightful present.

Naturally, your painting will be displayed in a very visible place so that every bot can admire how talented Sentinel’s human is, and so the self-proclaimed ruler of Iacon can boast about you and your skills. After all, you are his pocket spouse, you must be the best, and your artistic talent must match the grandiosity of his ego.

One portrait/artwork will definitely not be the last. The moment Sentinel discovers that you have a knack for transferring his likeness onto paper in such an exquisite way, he will definitely ask for more. This time, however, he will suggest that he be your live model to make it easier for you to capture his beauty. And yes, he will be striking different poses (you ARE drawing him like one of your French girls), expecting you to capture every single one. You’re going to have a lot of fun with him. Of course, your patience will be tested, he will underestimate how long a single drawing session can take, so expect some hurrying up, but his nagging will fade into the background when he praises your skills, staring at the drawings with a kind of genuine admiration you have never seen in him before.

You mentioned traditional art, so Sentinel will definitely find a way to scan his portrait onto his datapad. He glances at it whenever he doesn’t have access to the physical copy, or simply when he starts missing you while dealing with the utterly boring (and manipulative) business of ruling a city under his forged Prime title.

And yes, you will never run out of art supplies with him around. Sentinel will make sure you have the most exquisite drawing tools, ensuring you never run out. You must keep creating such magnificent works of art for him!

"Oh Primus, oh Primus, this is for me? Really?! Oh, I’m so happy! No one has ever drawn anything for me before! Thank you, thank you so much!" dies

To say that B-127 is happy with your drawing would be an understatement. He is ecstatic, absolutely over the moon that you willingly did something for him. Ugh, his sweet pocket spouse! He will literally be ugly crying while yapping about how much he loves you, how beautifully you drew him, and how grateful he is for such an amazing gift.

As thanks, he will smother your entire face with kisses (still sobbing and wailing) before pulling you into his chassis, holding your artwork in his other servo, unable to take his optics off it.

"Is this really how you see me?" He looks so cool, so good. Whatever self-image he has built in his processor, whether it’s B-127 or Badassatron, you have managed to perfectly capture it on paper. And he will not let you forget it. Will tell you this the first, second, and fiftieth time, because Bee will not shut up about praising your skills for a long time after receiving his portrait.

Sometimes, you catch him staring at the drawing, wearing an enormous, dreamy smile while his digit gently strokes the paper, careful not to damage it.

At some point, he will shyly ask if you could make another drawing — but this time, he really wants you to be in it too. Whether it’s you sitting on his shoulder or holding hands, B-127 wants you to be in every part of his life, always and forever. And that includes a snapshot of your life together, captured on paper <3

Elita’s reaction may not be as explosive as Bee’s or Sentinel’s, but internally, she is barely holding herself back from bouncing off the walls with excitement. If she could, she would staple your masterpiece to her spark.

When you show her your drawing, Elita takes her time. She studies it carefully, searching for details, memorizing every single feature, immersing herself in human art. The silence as she does this is deadly and nerve-wracking — but then, a simple and meaningful, "It’s beautiful." and you know you did a good job. That’s a rare compliment from her, after all.

Elita doesn’t praise often. She doesn’t like sugarcoating things. So when she does compliment you, it’s like winning the lottery.

On the surface, she may seem indifferent, and her reaction may come across as cold or ungrateful — but inside, she is overjoyed that you chose to spend your time capturing her likeness on paper. And in such an amazing way!

This is an especially key moment in your relationship because, at first, Elita didn’t understand the hype around pocket spouses. You were assigned to her, not her choice, and it took her time to warm up to you. But this gift, this drawing, ignites little sparks of a growing bond. A bond that, if nurtured properly, could become something truly special.

Optimus is deeply touched that you chose to spend your time drawing him, but he is also intrigued. So this is how you see me type beat.

You give him a new perspective on himself — one that he has never thought about before. For the first time, he can look at himself through your vision of him. Maybe… just maybe, it will help his self-esteem a little?

Of course, he won’t let it show. His reaction will be humble, but he is happy. Immensely so. It is a great honor to receive something from you, especially something given from the heart, not out of obligation. His gratitude won’t be overly expressive as words suddenly seem to get caught in his intake, blocked by the overwhelming emotions — but he will make sure you know how thankful he is. That he sees how much effort you put into this, and that your artwork is masterful.

He will definitely hang it above his desk in his habsuite. A risky and irresponsible choice, because Optimus will constantly catch himself pausing his work to admire and analyze the masterpiece you created for him.

He is still working on understanding human art and its meaning, but in this case, he is certain that you have done an incredible job.

He will try to repay you. He is a busy mech, always with so much on his servos, but for you, he will always carve out some free time to prepare a gift in return. And as an old-fashioned mech with a romantic spark, he would write you a poem.

It will be cryptic, intricate — just like his overwhelming and tangled feelings for you. But it will be a glimpse into his spark. A moment of unveiling, revealing a part of himself he keeps hidden.

He will read it to you in private, in a quiet, intimate place, hoping that you will cherish his love almost as much as he cherishes the gift of your artwork <3

[janeyseymour]

As per your request! I just copied and pasted it from my comment!!

Also. Love your stories. Love it when you post them. They’re just always so short!! I’m so greedy! I always want more!! I’m always full of ideas so if you need any just ask. (I feel like you don’t need them though you do so well writing!) I’m far to ADHD to actually write any of them so happy for you to create the magic lol

They randomly meet a few weeks/months later in a coffee shop and sit down and chat… or she just happens to Bert her bestie Ava at the school hoping to get a glimpse of her!!

I dunno. You’re the artist! As long as it’s happy and smooshy!! 🥰

Thank you for your sweet, sweet words! As requested, here is part 2! I definitely didn't follow the prompt at all, but this is what I came up with, and I hope it's okay!

Enchanted- pt 2

Part 1

WC: ~2.4k

You went to text Ava the next day after meeting Melissa, but you just couldn’t find the courage. So here you are, still just sitting at your desk job, thinking about her. Your mind is filled with what she could be doing right now- actually you know what she’s doing: it’s 11 am on a Monday morning. She’s at school, probably teaching her second graders. You sit there for another half an hour before it’s finally time for your lunch break, and you take the walk down to the Wawa around the corner like you usually do. 

Melissa opens up her Tupperware container, only to let out a loud groan at the odor that comes out of it.

“What the hell is that smell?” Ava scrunches her nose up as she walks in.

“I knew it was a risk bringing this today,” the redhead grumbles as she dumps the contents out into the trash can. “But I thought I could get another day out of it.”

“Damn, girl,” the principal laughs. “That sucks. Wawa lunch for you, I guess.”

“Anyone want anything?” the second grade teacher asks as she slings her bag over her shoulder. Jacob goes to say something, but he’s cut off by Melissa loudly announcing, “Alright, if no one wants anything, I’ll be back in twenty minutes.”

She storms her way down to the convenience store- the same convenience store that you’re currently standing in. She sees you as soon as she walks in.

You’re not nearly as dressed up as you were the other night when she saw you, and you look to be in deep concentration as you decide what you want for lunch that day. She chuckles as she watches your furrow your brows deeper than she ever thought possible. She’s absolutely enamored.

“For Christ’s sake, Y/N,” you chastise yourself quietly. “Just pick something.”

She stands behind you and laughs softly. “You know, you can’t go wrong with their quesadillas.”

You nearly jump three feet in the air. You weren’t expecting anybody to come up behind you, and you certainly weren’t ready for the woman that has been occupying your thoughts to be there.

“Oh my…” you take a deep breath as you look at her. She looks… wow. Your cheeks instantly heat up. “Hey, Melissa.”

“Hey, hun,” she chuckles. “You forget lunch today too?”

You don’t really want to admit this, but you aren’t about to lie. “I usually take a walk down here everyday for lunch.”

“Everyday?”

“Like clock work,” you tell her, as you still mull over what to get for lunch. “It’s so bad most of the employees here know me by name.”

As if on cue, one of the workers there looks up and gives you a grin. “Hey, Y/N! The usual today?”

“Usual?” Melissa smirks.

“Aw, yeah!” the employee grins. “Homegirl comes in everyday!”

“Damn, you weren’t kidding’,” the redhead mutters, smirk still written on her face. She hip checks you lightly, effectively making you move over. She hits a few buttons, and then looks at you expectantly. You just stand there, not quite sure what you’re supposed to do.

“Oi,” the woman rolls her eyes. “Put in your order before I order for you.”

“Oh, no,” you stumble out. “I- I couldn’t ask you to pay for my-”

“You didn’t ask, I’m just doin’ it. And I ain’t gonna hear any arguments,” she tells you sternly.

“Melissa, I-”

“Hey, kid!” the teacher calls to the employee that greeted you. “What’s her order?”

He rattles it off as Melissa taps through the different screens, and you give him a look of betrayal. She prints off the ticket, wanders over to the drinks and grabs a raspberry tea before heading for the register.

“Melissa, you really don’t have to,” you try again.

She’s already handing the ticket over to the man behind the counter and pulling her card out of her wallet though.

“At least let me give you cash… or Venmo?”

“Absolutely not,” she rolls her eyes. The two of you stand and wait for them to make your meals, and when she hands in the printed paper and gets your food, she hands it to you with a smile. “Enchanted.”

With a hair toss, she makes her way out. The entire walk back to your office, you grin. She bought you lunch. She said, ‘enchanted’ again. Then, you mentally kick yourself because you didn’t ask her out, you didn’t ask for her number, you didn’t tell her you would get the next meal, you didn’t even reply with that one word that seems to be your thing now.

You eat your usual order from Wawa, and there’s something about it… it just tastes so much better.

As Melissa struts back into the school, she has that confident smile on her face.

“Damn, what happened to you in that Wawa, girl?” Ava laughs as she watches the redhead settle back into her seat and take a bite of her hoagie.

“Oh, nothin’,” the redhead shrugs. “Just saw a friend there.”

The next day, Melissa doesn’t come into school with a container full of her own cooking like she usually does. She doesn’t even enter the staff room when lunchtime rolls around. Instead, she grabs her bag and heads down the street to hopefully run into you again at the Wawa. 

You’re standing there again, ordering your meal, although you look a little frustrated today. She doesn’t know that your frustration is because you had been standing there for ten minutes, hoping she would come in. You had just admitted defeat and decided to order when she waltzed in.

“Rough day?” the redhead saunters over and asks you.

Your eyes go wide, and the mental fog is lifted when you hear her voice and smell her perfume. “Hey.”

“Rough day?” she repeats.

You shake your head. “Just a little tired,” you tell her as you move to the side so she can put in her order. “I can’t focus on anything at work.”

She taps away on the screen, ordering hers and then also yours. 

You swallow hard. “You remember my order?”

“Course I do,” she shrugs. She hits the button to print the ticket, but as she goes to grab it, you take it first. You make your way over to the drink stations, grab a diet coke, and gesture for her to get her own drink. She grabs a raspberry tea again and then follows you to the register. As you go to hand your card over, a gentle hand slaps your card out of your hand and to the ground. She’s standing there with a smirk as she goes to hand her own card over.

“Aye, Schemmenti,” you playfully growl as you bend over to pick your card up. “It’s my turn to buy.”

“Nah, I got this one,” she chuckles. She also goes to hand her card over, but you smack it out of her hand and throw your card at the employee- a man who is used to seeing you come in and actually checked the two of you out yesterday.

“It’s her turn,” the man shrugs with a cheeky smile as he takes your card, although he does slightly cower at Melissa’s glare. Then the redhead turns to you and immediately turns softer.

“Thank you,” she places a gentle hand on your shoulder. “But I got next one.”

“Alright, alright,” you laugh as the two of you head over to the counter to wait for your meals.

“So, you forgot your lunch again?” you ask her.

“Yeah,” she sighs. “Had it out on the counter and left it.” It’s a complete and total lie. She knew she had to test fate to see you again.

The two of you chat while they get your order together, and once again, she’s bidding you a goodbye with a gentle, ‘enchanted’. This time, you get to say it back, and your smiles and blushes are quite similar to each other. 

This continues for the next few weeks, until one day she doesn’t show up at the Wawa like she usually does. Your day sucks. And you’re supposed to meet with Ava after the school day to go get your nails done. You know she’s going to be onto you when you show up in a bad mood.

“Damn girl,” she rolls her eyes and raises a brow. “What’s got your panties in a twist?”

“Nothin’,” you roll your eyes back. “Let’s just get our nails done and gossip.”

“You know I’m always down for that shit,” she laughs.

The two of you talk for a while as the ladies do your nails before it the conversation turns to your love life.

“Well, who is it this week?” your best friend asks you.

“No one,” you sigh.

“Well no wonder you’re in a bitch mood- you need to get some!”

“Girl, you make me sound like I’m with someone new every weekend, and you know for a fact that I am very much not like that,” you roll your eyes.

“You have to have your eye on someone,” the principal says. “Otherwise you would be out at the bar looking for someone!”

You mull over telling her, and before you know it, the words are spilling out of your mouth, “Well, I do have my eye on one person, but it’ll never happen, so…”

“Ooh, girl! You got tea! Spill it!”

“It’s really not a big deal,” you tell her, hoping she doesn’t pry. Of course she does, it’s Ava, so you have to go about describing Melissa without Ava being able to catch on.

“She’s a little older than us, she’s tough on the outside but has a soft spot for me,” you tell her. “Easy on the eyes, smart as a whip.”

“Girl, why didn’t you tell me you were practically dating someone?! If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you’re describing Schemmenti."

“I’m not,” you roll your eyes. “I really just see M- this woman when we run into each other at Wawa.”

“What’s her name?” the principal wiggles her eyebrows, all too interested in your love life.

“Enough about my love life,” you shut her down. “Anything interesting happen at school today?”

“I had to cover Schemmenti’s classes today,” Ava tells you. “Woman sounded awful today when she was calling out.”

It clicks in your head that that’s why she wasn’t there to meet you at the Wawa like she usually did, and it isn’t like she has your number to let you know she wasn’t going to meet you. You instantly feel a bit of relief that she didn’t just decide not to come- but you feel bad that she isn’t feeling well.

“Oh?” you try to hide how you actually feel about it. “Is she alright?”

“Nasty cough,” your best friend tells you. “But she assured me she’d be back tomorrow… Red never calls out, so I knew she was feeling pretty shitty.”

“That sucks,” you sigh softly. “Hopefully she’s back tomorrow.”

“So you can ‘run into her at Wawa’?” your best friend blind sides you with her casual remark.

“What? I don’t know what you’re talking about,” you say quickly, hoping to cover yourself.

“Oh, please,” she waves the hand that isn’t being painted right now. “I saw the eyes the two of you were giving each other at the fundraiser, and Melissa has been going to Wawa everyday since the one day her lunch went bad. I know she’s going to the same Wawa you go to everyday, and she always comes back in a better mood. I put it together about a week in. And you just confirmed it.”

“I did not.”

“Girl, remember, I’ve known you since we were five. I know when you’re lying. Listen, she’s your type, your hers. I say go for it.”

“Maybe I will… if she’s feeling better and at school tomorrow.”

“If I know Schemmenti, she will be,” Ava rolls her eyes. “She might be half asleep, and an absolute bitch tomorrow, but she’ll be there.”

Melissa looks like hell as she drags herself into the Wawa, but to you she still looks gorgeous as ever. When she spots you, her eyes light up.

“The usual?” she asks you as the two of you head to the ordering stations. Her voice is barely there.

“Mel, you should be home resting,” you tell her pointedly.

“I’m fine,” she grumbles. “Besides, I can’t miss. The kids have important tests coming up, and-” she interrupts herself to cough. It sounds awful.

You lay a gentle hand on her shoulder and rub it soothingly. Once she’s finished coughing, she sighs. 

“Soup instead of your usual hoagie?” you ask her, already pressing buttons to order her a chicken noodle soup.

She looks defeated but nods. “Yeah, that sounds good.”

You insist on paying, telling her to let herself be taken care of. She begrudgingly listens, mumbling about how she’s a Philly girl and she can handle herself. You roll your eyes, but you assure her that she’s still a tough Philly girl- that it’s okay to lean on someone else. As the two of you are standing there, she coughs a few times. Again, you lay a gentle hand on her shoulder. When she’s finally done coughing, she quite literally leans into your body just slightly.

“Sorry I ditched ya yesterday,” she wheezes out. “I couldn’t drag myself out of bed.”

“No need to apologize,” you assure her. “I’m glad you were home getting some rest.”

“I just kept wishing I had a way to tell you,” she mutters.

“Well, why don’t I just give you my number, so if that happens again… or you want to get something besides Wawa with me, we can text?” you shoot your shot with the woman.

“That sounds… enchanting,” she smiles softly. “When I’m feeling better, I’ll make us dinner? I’m one hell of a cook.”

“I’d be enchanted,” you tell her warmly.

As the two of you separate, you get a text from her. Enchanted.

By the time the end of the work day is over, Ava has texted you too. Bitchhh! I’m assuming you shot your shot. Red came back into the school practically dancing.

Yeah. You’re just starting this chapter of life- that one night was truly enchanting, and it really was the very first page. 

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[aeslenya]

Six Of Crows: Incorrect Quotes

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Jesper: How petty can you get?

Kaz: I once edited a Wikipedia article to win an argument I was wrong about.

Jesper: Who were you arguing with?

Kaz: Inej.

Inej: *listening on the other side of the door*

Inej: I KNEW IT!

Kaz: DAMMIT JESPER

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Kaz: Don’t worry, I know exactly what I’m doing. Everything is going to be fine!

Matthias: How can you still say that?

Kaz: Because sometimes, when things get tough, denial is all we have.

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Nina: Look. I may not be a saint, but it's not like I’ve killed anybody. I’m not an arsonist. I’ve never found a wallet outside of an IHOP and thought about returning it but saw the owner lived out of state so just took the cash and dropped the wallet back on the ground.

Matthias: Okay, that's really specific, and that makes me think that you definitely did do that.

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Nina: I made tea.

Kaz: I don’t want tea.

Nina: I did not make tea for you. This is my tea.

Kaz: Then why are you telling me?

Nina: It is a conversation starter.

Kaz: That’s a lousy conversation starter.

Nina: Oh, is it? We are conversing. Checkmate.

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Jesper: If there's going to be a big dramatic scene, wait until I get back.

Nina: Of course. I can't flip this table by myself.

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'Can I copy the homework?'

Inej: I can help you with it!

Wylan: Yeah, sure.

Jesper: Bold of you to assume I did the homework.

Matthias : lol nope.

Nina: Wait, we had homework?!?!?!

Kaz: *Read 5:55pm*

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Kaz: If you bite it and you die, it’s poisonous. If it bites you and you die, it’s venomous.

Wylan: What if it bites me and it dies!?

Inej: Then you’re poisonous. Jesus Christ, Wylan, learn to listen.

Jesper : What if it bites itself and I die?

Nina: That’s voodoo.

Matthias: What if it bites me and someone else dies?

Wylan: That’s correlation, not causation.

Jesper : What if we bite each other, and neither of us die?

Nina: That’s kinky.

Kaz: Oh my God.

[battry-acid]

20 questions for fic writers!!

was tagged by @ferditheas ! and then subsequently @mikaelmoviesandmore lol

i'm not gonna tag anybody since i'm mutuals with more artists than i am writers </3 but if you want to do this you can just say i tagged you. it's ok i won't tell

1) How many works do you have on AO3?

zero :3

2) What’s your total AO3 word count?

zero :3

3) What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

N/A

N/A

N/A

N/A

N/A

4) What fandoms do you write for?

ok i’m gonna stop being silly and just specify that i’ve never posted anything to AO3 and probably never will (i’m better at drawing than writing) but i used to post fics on wattpad when i was 10-15 years old. i wrote warrior cats, FNAF, and TMNT fanfics. i have attempted to write FE3H fanfiction before. key word “attempted”

5) Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

when i wrote stuff on wattpad i ALWAYS responded to comments and i totally let them get to me. i am far more socially anxious now than i was as a kid; i unfortunately have a tendency to doubt the intentions of even the nicest commenters and just nice people in general (i am very mentally ill and i am working on it). even with posting art on tumblr where everybody is so nice i get nervous about responding to people. to all the folks that have sent me dms or asks or comments and i never responded, i am so sorry </3 i’m tryin to be better about that.

6) What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

can’t remember lol but it was probably warrior cats knowing middle school me. i loved making the cats murder each other gruesomely and have all of their loved ones betray them/get killed

7) What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

can’t remember which fics i actually ended but i would say the happiest was probably the FNAF one…? “the bad guys are defeated and all the ghost kids are friends and get to spend the rest of eternity happily ever after yay” basically

8) Do you get hate on fics?

can’t get hate on fics if you don’t post them B) no but actually. i remember getting some judgemental comments on my FNAF fanfic when i was 11 but it was definitely deserved i had no clue what i was doing LOL

9) Do you write smut?

bestie, i can’t even draw sexual stuff, let alone write about it. 

as a sex-repulsed asexual i don’t get much (if any at all) enjoyment out of thinking about sexual interactions. but on occasion a character will grip me by the scruff of my scruff and i will draw something suggestive, maybe naked, doing a pin-up pose perhaps, but never actively engaging or anticipating sex. i tried to draw a penis once and cried. not trying that again

10) Do you write crossovers?

i don’t write <3 i draw them sometimes though! usually just for shits and giggles of my blorbos interacting

11) Have you ever had a fic stolen?

oh my god, i remember that there was another 11 year old on wattpad that copied my FNAF fanfic plot exactly and i was SO mad. but it easily could’ve just been in my head and they were doing their own thing without ever having read my fanfics. i have no idea genuinely

12) Have you ever had a fic translated?

not that i know of!

13) Have you ever cowritten a fic before?

yes, multiple! my warrior cats stuff and TMNT stuff was always collaborative, and even the FNAF stuff too i always accepted input from other people. when i do write, i prefer it to be collaborative, it helps me get out of my own head a whole lot better. i’ve written lots of stuff with @merlyybird, especially in high school, but it wasn’t fanfiction. though recently they have suggested that they try to help me write my werelion dimidue au fic….ooooouuuughguhghghh

14) What's your all-time favorite ship?

this is so hard. i’m just gonna say wolverine x nightcrawler x colossus (fastball triple) as they’ve all been my darlings since i was very small. i probably shipped them before i knew what being gay was

15) What's the WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

my werelion dimidue au </3 i just have very little confidence in my writing skills :’) it’s up in the air whether this will ever return from the depths of my docs 

16) What are your writing strengths?

my gut instinct is to say “none” but i’m gonna try to give myself some credit here. i’m good at character writing for sure. i’m good at coming up with solutions to problems and expanding upon basic ideas when collaborating with other people; i frequently do this with merly when they talk to me about planning their fics and i enjoy it a lot! i also really enjoy deep worldbuilding, like all the clothing and food and cultural stuff as well as the geography and political relations. all of it is really fun to me as a geography/language nerd.

17) What are your writing weaknesses?

i am veeery critical of myself and way too much of a perfectionist (it’s the personality disorder) which affects my ability to write much harder than drawing. 

historically i’ve always had trouble planning out the plot of long-form works and it’s all because of the way i make art - i’m a very one-and-done type of artist. i have an idea, i write it down/draw it out as fast as i possibly can, usually spending a long time doing so, and then never touch it again. art school forced me to take my time with art so i’ve definitely gotten better about this, especially with more detailed or intricate pieces. i've gotten so much better at comics, but they take me forever to do because of all the planning i feel like i have to do.

i still feel kind of stuck in my old habits when it comes to writing; i want to have a perfect finished draft the first time around and never have to rework anything. it’s kind oooof not how writing works? you need toooo plan ahead and stuff? haven’t got that drilled into my monkey brain yet

18) Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in a fic?

i’ve done it before and will likely do it again! however i’d only like to do so for languages i actually understand, like german and russian for example. i’ve written characters speaking in french and chinese before, i think, but it was obviously terrible and i should never attempt that again. LOL

19) First fandom you wrote for?

warrior cat ocs first. then five nights at freddy’s, some ocs some canon. then TMNT oc x canon stuff. those all happened within the same year (2014 was the golden age for me)

20) Favorite fic you've ever written?

i don’t like any of the wattpad fanfics i wrote when i was a kid because they all suck LMAOOO but i will say i have the fondest memories of the FNAF one. i wrote a several book series and drew all the covers myself, as well as all of the characters and ocs. i had over a thousand followers on wattpad because of it, i made my first online friends due to it, i had so much fun with my school friends discussing it, just lots of really positive things. it ended kind of badly because readers kept pressuring me to write more even when i had reached a nice conclusion though, and i’ve always been a people pleaser, so i didn’t enjoy it by the end. but it had a positive effect on my life overall i guess?? yay for shitty FNAF fanfiction??

[catindabag]

TBOSAS on Crack short take (35)

Felix: Can we all just sit down for a minute? I’m getting kinda nervous.

Androcles: Calm down, Class Pres. We’re just meeting our Tributes.

Clemensia: Yeah. Just treat it like a weird family reunion with a bunch of strangers.

Felix: Don’t say that word! Family reunions are the bane of my existence!😭

Androcles: Your statement’s not helping at all, Clemmie.

Dennis: Yo, guys, are we still going to sing ✨Gem of Panem✨ in front of the Tributes?

Festus: Lol. I hope not. I don’t even remember a word.

Coryo: Can we sing a different song, Class Pres? Our National Anthem might bore them to death.

Felix: Honestly, I forgot about that. Does anybody have a copy? How about you, Andie?

Androcles: Don’t look at me! I only brought popcorn for the show.

Lysistrata: Sharing is caring, Andie~.😊🔪

Coryo: Can we just choose a banned song that our class already knows how to sing?

Apollo: Like what?

Coryo: I don’t know. But it has to be upbeat and catchy-

Dennis: Like “Everytime We Touch” by Cascada?

Sejanus: How about Barbie Girl?😀

Coryo: Yeah! Barbie Girl sounds pretty good, Babe.

Hilarius: I want Barbie Girl too!

Diana: “Everytime We Touch” it is!

Coryo: But Barbie-

Felix: Fine. We can perform Lady Cascada’s iconic song instead.

Apollo: Nice one, Class Pres.

Sejanus: Barbie-

Diana: No.

Hilarius: Barbie Girl!😫

Diana: No!!

Prof.Sickle: *walks in* Children, why are you still standing there like idiots?! Fix your skirts and have some dignity today!

Festus: Can we eat first-

Prof.Sickle: Don’t even think of embarrassing me today, Creed! I’m gunning for that sweet sweet raise!

Urban: Like Highbottom would ever give someone a raise-

Prof.Sickle: Shut it, Turban.

Urban: It’s Urban.

Prof.Sickle: Whatever. The Tributes are here.

Felix: Everyone, get in position!

Treech: *walks in* Wow. This place looks pretty impressive.

Circ: Yeah. Not bad for Capitol idiots.

Teslee: How did they even install so many big ass TV screens inside this hall?

Marcus: Just to be clear, I’m not Marcus today.

Lucy Gray: Where are the cameras? I’m ready for my close-up!😎

Felix: Welcome, Tributes to Heavensbee Hall-

Arachne: Just start the music already, Class Pres!

Felix: Fine! *plays Everytime We Touch*

Androcles: *dramatically grabs the mic* 🎶I still hear your voice when you sleep next to me, I still feel your touch in my dreams🎶

Persephone: *Pretends to beg* 🎶Forgive me my weakness, but I don't know why, Without you, it's hard to survive🎶

Sejanus: *winks and freestyles to Coryo* 🎶Cause every time we touch, I get this feeling, And every time we kiss, I swear I could fly🎶

Coryo: *embarrassed AF, but synchronizes with Sejanus* 🎶Can't you feel my heart beat fast, I want this to last, Need you by my side🎶

Felix: *Charleston dances to the front* 🎶Cause every time we touch, I feel this static, And every time we kiss, I reach for the sky🎶

Festus: *jumps and points at Coral* 🎶Can't you hear my heart beat so, I can't let you go, Want you in my life🎶

*Synchronized Shuffle Dancing Ensues*

Jessup: Why are they singing?!

Coral: Those dance moves though!🤣

Marcus: Can’t I have one normal day?!

Lucy Gray: Shhhh! I wanna watch them dance!

Prof.Sickle: Lol. I’m recording this.

Lucky: You know we’re broadcasting this LIVE on TV, right?

Lysistrata: *kicks her way to the front* 🎶Your arms are my castle, Your heart is my sky, They wipe away tears that I cry🎶

Vipsania: *Pretends to cry* 🎶The good and the bad times, We've been through them all, You make me rise when I fall🎶

Gaius: *Backflips for no reason*

Diana: *Slides to the front* 🎶Cause every time we touch, I get this feeling, And every time we kiss, I swear I can fly🎶

Florus: *Points at a random Peacekeeper* 🎶Can't you feel my heart beat fast, I want this to last, Need you by my side🎶

Casca: *Runs in* Who the f*ck allowed them to sing?!😱

Prof.Sickle: I thought this was your idea.😏

Treech: Is this even part of the program?

Lucy Gray: Shut it, Treech! We’re getting to the good part!

Hilarius: *Moonwalks to the front* 🎶Cause every time we touch, I feel this static, And every time we kiss, I reach for the sky🎶

Livia: *Diva mode* 🎶Can't you hear my heart beat so, I can't let you go, Want you in my life🎶

Felix: *Stops music* So what do you think?😀

Reaper: Is it too late to drive back to the zoo?!😫

Facet: Do another one!

Circ: Was that recorded?!

Lucy Gray: Can somebody give me a copy of their performance?🥺

Coral: I hope my District saw that!

Lucky: I think all of Panem saw that.

Marcus: You don’t say.😒

Casca: Goodbye, farewell, my pristine reputation!😭🔪

Teslee: Can they sing ✨Barbie Girl✨ next?😀

[yoonia]

For my adaptation of sloth, I’d wanna take inspiration from the lotus eaters from Odyesseus (as well as the casino scene from the Percy Jackson movies/series. Have you ever seen the movies or the series btw?). I think this particular myth (as well as from Percy Jackson) captures the whole essence and theme of sloth perfectly. And again, I don’t think I’ve seen anybody come up with that concept yet. At least not for the deadly sins. I’m debating though whether I wanna cast Yoongi or Jimin as sloth.

If you’re curious why I’m considering casting Jimin as sloth (instead of lust), I just think it’s another one of the sins that would suit him. I remember watching some of their stuff, and the rest of the members tend to talk about (like run bts) of how Jimin had (or has) a tendency to not be on time or arrive late to things. Plus, they’ve stated multiple times how long it takes for Jimin to get ready (or him taking long showers) lol. I also think it would give a touch of irony (to either of the boys), considering how hard-working they both are irl.

So in this story, OC is another average person who lives in the rat race and just lives to work (unfortunately). She might’ve had big dreams at some point, but gave up on them (likely because out of pure laziness and that she didn’t want to do even more work then she already did) Then at some point, OC gets fired, leaving her with almost nothing.

Instead of looking for a new job though, OC just goes “f**k it. I’m taking a vacation”. So when she sees a suspiciously affordable but luxurious casino hotel located in an island (which is owned by Jimin/Yoongi) OC decides to go for it.

So when OC arrives at the hotel, she’s offered some cookies by a waitress that resemble lotus flowers (like in Percy Jackson). Surely enough, OC becomes addicted to them like drugs and doesn’t even think to count how many she ate. From then on, OC forgets her worries by partying in the casino, lounging around in the pool or lazy river, and spending time with Jimin/Yoongi.

But as each day goes by, OC notices at some point that she’s in an endless loophole, where she’s just repeating the same day but forgot any doubt or second thoughts because all the lotus flower cookies she’s eaten. Readers would get confused for sure and might even think that I might’ve accidentally copied and pasted the same paragraphs, but the thing is that’s exactly the whole point. It’s the same thing, day after day.

Like in Percy Jackson, OC doesn’t find out that something’s off until she interacts with someone playing a game, who’s still under the impression that they’re living in the 20th century (like the 80s) instead of the 21st century (the 2020s).

When we learn more about Jimin/Yoongi though, we learn that since they believe there’s (seemingly) no point in trying to get back to heaven, he decided to create an environment where he’ll have all the friends he could have (because loneliness). And since he also gets attached to OC and when he finds out she’s trying to leave, he does whatever it takes to keep her from leaving.

Perhaps making a Yandere Jimin/Yoongi(?) Idk I’m still debating on that because I’m not really a fan of yandere aus but still, it would work so well with this story! Or at least give them yandere elements? If I were to make them yandere though, I don’t think I’d go for the typical crazy sociopathic deranged persona. Instead, I’d make them a lot more calm and calculating who never loose their cool.

Even when OC has the opportunity to escape, she still has second thoughts about going back to her old life where she just lived to work, instead of the other way around. This gives her an epiphany however. OC realizes that what she saw in common was that in both at work and the hotel, she had the same repetitive days with no real enjoyment or meaning in her life. She’s also afraid of facing humiliation like when she lost her job and afraid she’s not good enough. Which is another thing that’s mentioned in the YouTube video I talked about. I’ve considered putting existential crisis themes too. I think for a story like this, it would work well.

Idk exactly yet but I’ve actually considered leaving the ending ambiguous. I’m still torn though because I still wanna end it on a good note and show OC and Jimin/Yoongi. I still would like to show that you can’t just only work or just only lounge around. It’s all about balance (that probably sounds campy though when written in paper lol). It’s something I’d rather show and not tell though (or rather, describe it without making it too obvious if that makes sense).

One thing I’m concerned about is how it might have too many similarities with the greed story. Since as of now, both stories start out with an OC who starts off living an average life but then falls in the rabbit hole of said sins. In the other hand though, I’m not too worried because another way I see it is that even though some of the stories I’m writing out already have parallels, the OCs commit or go about their respective sins differently (if that makes sense?). To be fair though, some of the deadly sins are pretty similar already, like greed and gluttony.

Also, somewhat unrelated, but for my adaptation, I imagine Jimin/Yoongi always speaking in a soft spoken voice, never yelling or raising his voice. When OC tries to escape his hotel though, his speaking comes across more as apathetic or emotionless, since apathy is also associated with sloth.

Also, I forgot to mention from my last messages but I’d like to give them all powers that align with their sins. I haven’t come up with powers for every single one of them yet, but I have some ideas for this story. For Jimin/Yoongi’s powers, I’ve been coming up with concepts of either of them having the ability to hypnotize people with the power of a flute they use. Basically, with this flute, Jimin/Yoongi can put anyone to sleep if they listen to its music (like a siren’s song). I first got this idea after rewatching Narnia a while back (idk if you’re familiar with the movie at all or know what scene I’m talking about)? But it can also drain a person’s will and emotions, and replace it with apathy, the more you resist that is (since apathy is another emotion aligned with the same sin).

Another twist I’d like to do is show that not only are the boys the embodiments of the seven sins, but they’re also the embodiments of the seven heavenly virtues. But because of mistakes they all made in the past, they’re banished to wander around the earth for eternity unless they decide to change.

You know, I've known a lot of fanfic writers who write fantasy stories that started their journey with books and fiction works through Percy Jackson series. I, unfortunately, was not one of them hahaha I did dive into Narnia at some point, though.

For some reason, I can see that Yoongi as Sloth can be quite a predictable to some, so appointing Jimin as Sloth would be a nice twist. He can appear really laidback, so you got a point there. It will be interesting to see a playful Sloth like Jimin. Even if your idea sounds a bit similar to your idea for Greed, I agree that the parallels would make it okay. You can make it seem different through the storytelling and the characters' trait. I love the idea of the repeated timeline/day and narrating it through replicated paragraphs. Stories that can get the readers lost and experiencing what the characters are going through are so much fun. I think it'll work with reader insert fics too since your readers can be as confused and clueless as your OC haha

I think from the idea you shared with Greed, you did insinuate about the characters having magic or special powers aligning with their sins. That would be a good premise and addition to create your fantasy stories and make things more interesting. I've read a webtoon a long time ago about a long battle between seven sins vs. seven virtues which was so good. It would be interesting if you can make the characters dealing with their inner battle where they had to struggle between the good and the bad inside them. Maybe you can make their backstories similar to fallen angels? like they were once representations of good and virtue but ended up falling into the dark side. intrigues like this one can create a wonderful drama for your story.

[horsetailcurlers2]

hi! for the anon asks:

1. how old were you when you first started reading fanfic/engaging in fandom?

2. what’s a hobby you really like to do?

3. favorite piece of media from your youth?

(bonus question if i may, do you make character playlists?)

i hope you have a wonderful rest of your day/night :)

hi! thank u for the asks :)

1. i want to say 10 or 11 but now that i’m thinking about it it might have been closer to eight or nine bc i vividly remember looking for percy jackson quizzes on quotev on the family computer and just happening to stumble across fanfiction for the first time- most of which were about traumatized orphaned self insert characters being taken to camp half blood lol. and i ate it up

2. i’m really into making miniature model kits. i also recently got into cross stitching and i’m really enjoying it so far.

3. percy jackson for sure. i was a greek mythology kid from a young age and one day i asked my fourth grade teacher if she had any greek mythology books in her classroom library and she gave me a copy of the lightning thief and i haven’t been normal since. but also idk if anybody else remembers these but i was DEEPLY obsessed with them- the “my sister the vampire” series.

i do sort of make character playlists but they are all so hyper specific to my weird nebulous headcanons that they don’t actually make any sense unless you have access to my brain lol. and also i kind of have lame taste in music so they’re never as comprehensive as i would like.

[pearblossommina]

ToG Read-A-Long, Empire of Storms, day 11

SOMEHOW I DIDN’T REALIZE HOW CLOSE TO THE END WE ARE. I think it’s because I checked this book out from the library virtually to make it easier to carry with me, and I’ve just been reading on my phone. I pulled out the physical copy to read this morning since it’s my day off, and now I realize this the last 100 pages. The traditional, SJM style, shit-hitting-the-fan smorgasbord.

(Bring it on)

Ch 65

Did anybody else try to pair the gods with their main cast counterpart?

“one that was of sea and sky and storms” Rowan

“one of many shifting voices, both animal and human” Lysandra

“one who saw all with wise, calm eyes” Elide? Or maybe Dorian?

“the one of darkness and death.” Lorcan

“the one with a voice of steel and shields and arrows.” Maybe Gavriel? Or Aedion, I guess?

“The one with three faces” Manon

“The princess whirled, her hunting leathers stained and damp, the gold tips on her braided hair clinking.”

NEHEMIA! I missed you so much, honey!

This isn’t Nehemia though, it’s just an echo, just a memory, but oh, it’s still so good to see her again 😭

Ch 66

“When Aelin and Manon had vanished into that mirror, Dorian suspected it was only Aedion's roaring that had made Rowan snap out of the blood fury he'd descended into. And only the throbbing bruise on Dorian's cheek that made Rowan refrain from giving him a matching one.”

He didn’t know what was about to happen though. Idk. I feel like it was a pretty genius idea, there was no way he could have known shit was about to hit the fan. And that they wouldn’t be back.

(They’re gonna come back, right?)

“Maybe Manon Blackbeak would help her do it. Maybe they'd rule over the ruins together.

He wished he'd had more time to talk to the witch. To get to know her beyond what his body had already learned.”

I wish you did, too, Dorian, but you were too busy being horny! Lol

(I can’t say I blame you)

(Live your best life Dorian)

Ch 67

“Rowan had not possessed an army of his own to give to Aelin. To give to Terrasen.

So he had won an army for her. Through the only things Aelin had claimed were all she wanted from him.

His heart. His loyalty. His friendship.”

Omg, Rowan 🥺

GET YOURSELF A MAN WHO GIVES YOU HIS HEART. HIS LOYALTY. HIS FRIENDSHIP.

That’s how you know. He’s top tier husband material.

If Maeve hurts Elide I’m going to scream.

I’ll riot.

I swear.

Ch 68

It’s so fucking devastating to read about Nehemia, plotting her own very violent death.

That shit was so traumatic.

NEHEMIA. I kind of don’t forgive you? Like, did you even realize? How fucked up it was? To die - so violently - so horrifically - but - you didn’t HAVE TO. Aelin was the one who HAD TO. You gave Elena your death.

And for what!

To traumatize your friend into action!

I hate it. I hate it SO MUCH.

The Elena pulling the strings behind it all reveal here. It’s very unsettling, in a high fantasy kinda way. I like the way it feels, that ultimate pain, ultimate sacrifice, chosen one trope, but I don’t believe for a minute that Alien has to die to save the world.

I know we can find another way to solve this riddle. Maybe that’s why Manon’s here. She’s nameless, too, in a way, since she was disavowed as the Heir to the Blackbeak clan.

Or maybe you can give up your name, symbolically. And then be truly nameless. Maybe you can trick Maeve into giving up her name, and kill two birds with one stone here.

Ch 69

(Nice)

This fighting continues.

ABRAXOS is back! Babyyyyyyy! ILU so much! Thank you for coming back so triumphantly!

Ch 70

It feels so unnatural to stop here

I wanna finish reading!

I wanna know what happens next!

[turbulentscrawl]

Hi hi! Can I get a matchup please? 🩷

You can call me Mae :) I’m Agender and use any pronouns. My sexual orientation is bisexual, and I tend to lean towards guys more recently, but generally don’t have much of a preference.

In terms of personality; I’m really blunt (almost painfully so) and hate sugarcoating ANYTHING- I value honesty most. I’m an INTJ, way more on the introverted side of that, I’m perfectly happy not speaking to anybody for a few days at a time if I need to rest after a long week of talking. I have a strong fear of abandonment and can act pretty immature when expressing these feelings, along with just having childish fears in general

I’m a multi sport athlete and I’m really good at music - things like singing, composing, ect! My other interests are photography (I’m awful at it though lol), drawing and baking. I just got into weightlifting and that is quickly becoming a hobby as well.

One thing I’m the most interested in is what makes a person act the way they are- what differentiates the brains and genetic codes of ordinary people and criminals, geniuses, ect. I plan to go into a medical research type field in order to work on it more.

I think that’s about it, sorry for writing so much! Have a good day/night :)

Thanks for requesting, Mae! I hope you like it <3

I ship you with William Ellis!

-William is a simple guy who can go with the flow and likes direct communication. He enjoys spending Quality Time with his partners, but would be equally happy to entertain himself when you need more space to decompress. Basically, he doesn’t require a ton of special accommodation and is perfectly fine with adapting to your changing needs and social levels.

-You two would likely meet at some sporting event or in the gym. He’s both friendly and competitive, so he could approach you for any number of reasons and strike up a conversation. You can just straight up tell him you’re fed up with talking and he’s like “alright, cool, here’s my number, text me when you wanna talk again ‘k?”

-On that note, he really appreciates your bluntness. It’s hot, actually. He’s pretty blunt himself, and he appreciates not having to keep track of things like subtext or implications. Life is much easier when people just say what’s on their mind and deal with whatever may come from it.

-You two bond over physical activities. He’s down for literally anything, but he especially likes the weight lifting and would love to talk to you about rugby. Did I mention he’s the best hype-man to have at the gym? …unless you hate the attention it brings, then it’s awful and he’ll do his best to whisper-yell instead. He slips occasionally though, sorry.

-He’s not the most romantic guy around, but he is very loyal and supportive. Anything you want to do, you can do. Anything you DO do, you’re great at. No arguments. Does he know anything at all about drawing or photography? No. But that’s not gonna stop him from picking his favorites that you do and demanding for a copy to keep. Some of them are even framed in his apartment.

-There may be some arguments regarding how you express your fear of abandonment—William isn’t the most insightful guy and isn’t likely to see your insecurities bubbling up until they’re bubbling over—but rest assured he doesn’t take those kinds of arguments to heart. He’s a forgiving guy and really only has lasting issues with people being intentionally malicious. You argued? The next day he’s texting you what you want for dinner like it never happened. All is well.

Runner Up: Aesop Carl

[canid-carnival]

Hi hello everypony. Guess who’s realized and (mostly) accepted that I’m that fuckass purple cat (catnap).

It still feels kinda weird to say that I Am him and/or that he Is me, but that’s fine cuz I’m not a carbon copy of him and am still my own guy. If that makes sense, which I’m not sure if it does.

Anyways! Consider me (at Least in Some Way) catnap.

I’m not good at explaining how I feel so under the cut there will be an image that lists the ways I feel connected to each different “variant” of catnap

(Note I’m adding after writing everything out: this is longer than I thought it’d be sorry 💥)

(Peep the super simple but very thematically appropriate divider 🙂‍↕️ I’m so cool guys)

There are some things that are Not listed in the image, some of which I will Not be sharing (at least not here/now) because they are my very complex thoughts and emotions that Fuel this connection. However there Are some I will list here! I will be changing the order of the list however, I will go in order of when each “variant” was likely created/released in canon (cartoon->plush->bigger body).

Cartoon

I neglected to mention in images list that the Biggest reason I feel a connection to this “variant” is because This is the one the other 2 are Based On! The plush and bigger body would not have been made if not for the cartoon (or maybe playtime co wanted a cartoon made to sell a new toy line and they released at the same time. Either or, I’m still gonna say the plush is based on the cartoon)

The plush and bigger body variants come with their own unique stressors for me (bigger body moreso but I’d be lying if I said that my irl body not being a plush causes stress sometimes), so feeling like I have a connection to the cartoon offers a bit of comfort. I imagine the show was very similar to the old Care Bears movie(s) and generation 1 version of My Little Pony, and probably many other child friendly cartoons of the 80s-90s. I feel a bit awkward trying to imagine what it’d be like for me to be In the cartoon world, but the thought/connection is comforting regardless. Also it makes me feel like I might have a life lmaooooo

Plush

The way I feel about this one is simpler than the other 2, which is ironic considering how I feel the most connected to it. It’s because I have a hard time envisioning myself in the cartoon, but I also feel like I’m quite a bit different from the bigger body in canon. It’s the most comfortable middle ground between the 2. (This is more restating/elaborating slightly on what’s said in the image, but I don’t care)

(Mid post realization I had while writing out the next section, copy pasted here for your convenience: WAIT WAIT FUCK HOLD ON. WHAT IF IM A NON CANON VARIANT OF CATNAP THATS ACTUALLY A LIVING PLUSH/CARTOON AND ITS LIKE A TECHNICOLOR ENDY AND THE BINK MACHINE)

Bigger body (not Theodore (the child who was turned into bigger body catnap from canon)

I think this one is the most confusing for me. Every time I think about how, if I Am the bigger body, that means I was eager to participate the hour of joy. Hell, it might mean I helped organize it. I could’ve been a key player in the event even happening. And every time I have that thought, I feel kinda awful. I don’t Want to have hurt anybody. There was an entire paragraph of me talking about the hour of joy and my specific issues with it but I realized that might be a bit too much info lol

I really really REALLY hate thinking about the employees and scientists of Playtime Co. the way this feels for me seems a bit too..intense? Serious? For it to be completely normal. Being the bigger body helps me rationalize this feeling and why I feel it.

This fucking ROOM…… I swear there’s a place where you can see this room from completely different angle and climb down into the room. Hole in the ceiling. That’s where I fucking SLEEP!!!!! (Referring to image below)

The prototype is evil I don’t care what anybody says. You cannot change my mind. Even if it was intending on saving someone at some point, the fact it let the toys all turn on each other…IF I CONTINUE TO TALK ABOUT THIS ILL GET MAD SO ILL STOP AUGH.

The mini critters are babies to me. Idk when this turned into me just stating feelings I have based on this connection but Whatever.

For some reason whenever I think too hard about not being able to actually save any of the toys I get really upset and freaked out. I think I almost cried about this once. I don’t know Why I feel this relates to my connection with catnap, but it does.

And with that I think I’m gonna stop bcuz this has gotten super long. As a present for reading this, have some doodles I did of myself and some mini critters

(Also maybe if u have questions u can ask them…only if u want…I’m not good at explaining my feelings but Yknow…u Can…might not have answers for Every question but that’s ok…)

[the-firebird69]

1983 George Killian's Irish Red Ad

It's our beer and we came up with the idea and the brew and it's really a nice brew it tastes great and it's a little bit red. Has an additive in it no it's a particular brew process with a particular hop and from a certain area and you really should only make them there and we know where it is and other people have to find out. It is an Irish brew and we do it in Ireland and it does come out red. And it is not South Carolina no it's in the middle area it's a specific spot and people loved it and they would love it again. We're going to reintroduce it but I want to mention that this is an Irish Brew but Americans are considered to be friends because they pretended they were Irish a lot and got a ton of people to do it and we managed to escape. There's a lot of stories that we can tell that we should not. Make fun of beer ads and have them in it and us too and it's gonna be great we're happy to be on board on it it says that's good 'cause you want samples in three days. And I'm sure we're going to get orders before then. And we probably will. Mac daddy and Ben are not in those big beer companies as much as people think and they are getting booze and things like that but it's not their companies they have like 5% share of each but you know just each person. They have other beer companies that they want to start or restart and what we say is it's a different group it's a different area and they don't have a say so and you can do what you want. And he says I'm gonna pick Sam Adams and what we say is it's kind of your area and that's what he's saying there might be other factories but yeah we think that's correct and proper and then Arnold he has approved it's Hefner and he came up with it and it's it's Hefner and he came up with it and it's wonderful and there are a lot of people saying stupid things it's Heffin Refer so we wanna get him on board and get these going there'll be a board and there'll be more lock on it too and you guys can captain your own beers. You do have people interested in other beers and they don't want to announce it no they do. DJ A and Jenna are up for captaining or chairing Duff beer. There's others for Elsinore beer and other people will be on the board but they want it pretty bad it's Dave and Doug mckenzie you don't really recognize them no you kind of do he's the guy who stars in space balls as Darth Vader and it is BG the other guy might be trump yeah that's who he is no it's Brad and he's dragging his heels and everything and he won't be anybody or have anything and our son and daughter will have to tell him to take off and yeah take off to the Great White N and tell him later it's a beauty way to go. And our son was saying that because he said you go up there and just freeze to death and he's thinking fun of it and stuff so they start copying him and they started this huge thing with a beer yeah so there's putting in their ads and .... so there's putting in their ads and stuff and on SNL that you can freeze to death and things and people didn't like it but they started drinking the beer so we are going to go ahead and start selling it and we're going to start making it. the sun was to do the Duff man thing so I'm gonna print

Nuada Arrianna

Olympus

nd we hve an idea what to do ok lol

Thor Freya

we do

Hera

and so on

Nuada Arrianna

[batgirlgeek]

Funko Pop Collection

So I got this ask a while back from a mutual (aka @blackcat2907) and I mentioned in the tags that I could show off my funko pops so here I am! I started collecting them in middle school. They’re probably a money waster and will most likely be thrown away by future descendants but I like them🥰

I tried to get them all pictured together since they’re all scattered about my room but that didn’t happen bc I either misplaced some or they weren’t standing right (bc as we all know, Funkos can be finicky with if they want to stand properly on a given day).

My Harlequin Batman/Alfred Hitchcock/Darla/Lock/Mr. Rogers are usually on a shelf together since I don’t know where to put them and I’m not sure where most of them came from. I imagine Lock was purchased around the time when I was making my descendants fics (one of them featured Lock, Shock and Barrel’s Children) but idk for sure😅

From back -> front/left -> right we have:

Carmen Sandiego (she was my first)

Drowned Batman/-11 Batman (I haven’t actually read Death Metal but I really like the aesthetic of that AU Batman😅)

Regular Batman

Harlequin Batman

Darla from Shazam (I really liked the first live action—and the second—and I thought Darla was sweet❣️)

Alfred Hitchcock

Lock (nightmare before Christmas)

Mr. Rogers (I think I bought this when I saw the Tom Hanks’ biopic)

Eric + Ariel (I keep them with my fairytale retellings. I’m hoping to get a Cinderella figure at some point since

Batgirl

Pride month Robin (I usually buy my Funkos from retailers or Amazon but this one I got from funko’s official store since it came out during June last year shortly after Tim came out)

A bonus Dorian from D&D: Honor Among Thieves:

I enjoyed that movie a lot and I have a soft spot for tieflings so when I saw Hot Topic had the movie Funkos, I snagged her. I nearly forgot to include her since she’s usually sitting on a corner bookshelf behind my chair/desk. Since D&D is a roleplaying game, I’ve kept her with my game disks/switch & DS cartridges

The bombshells collection:

Left -> right:

Hawk girl

Supergirl

Batwoman

Poison Ivy

Catwoman

I’ve been trying to collect DC’s Bombshells line because I just love their 40s aesthetic a lot—I’d like to get the comic series also but I’m currently on a book buying ban to curb my physical TBR (there’s 58 books left if my Storygraph’s count is right).

And finally, my minis:

My mom got me this DC funko advent calendar for Christmas last year and it was very fun opening them all up since it gave me something to look forward to every day. Unfortunately, a lot of them were duds as there were so many duplicates (I suspect the company just retooled actual Funkos and didn’t bother to make new ones lol). Also the flash ones don’t stand unless they’re leaning against another mini. But I still think they’re cute so they’re displayed on their own shelf :)

I’ve never officially counted all my Funkos before but in total (excluding my advent calendar minis) we have 18. There’s a lot more I’d love to buy (including a Huntress funko) but at the moment all I can do is stare wistfully at an Amazon wishlist and I’m okay with that for now😅

(I’m sorry this took awhile BTW. I could lie and say I was busy but I really got sucked into the tv series White Collar of all things. It’s good, I’m on s4 <3)

By the way,, before you leave: if anybody is reading this and is collecting the deluxe editions of these dragon age books or knows where I can get copies for a reasonable price, I would appreciate it. They are very hard to find now since they’re technically out of print I think. I’m missing The Calling, The Stolen Throne and Last Flight. Might have to cave and buy them in their original editions which would be a shame bc I think these copies are gorgeous and have incredible art😅

[copepodkisser5000]

i’ve just seen this (as somebody’s header image) and wow… i think i have my headcanon for human Karen’s appearance now :0 the vibes are spot on hehe

yes i do not accept the musical’s interpretations as 100% canon, but at the same time i have a lot of trouble imagining people’s appearances (real or fictional, it’s called aphantasia and it’s not fun especially when you're a selfshipper :[ ) so when i see anybody who matches what i CAN imagine, it just *clicks* and it’s like YEAH! THAT’S THEM ALRIGHT >:)

​i don’t have much of a human appearance for plankie either sadly but there are like? hints here and there? hard to explain. but i really want to make him look as much like mr. L as much as possible without just drawing a carbon copy of his voice actor. also i would make him really short, his musical version is way too tall lol i know actors can’t help their heights but i am going to make him so much shorter than me (and i’m pretty short myself!) he's gotta be like five feet nothing in platform boots at the absolute tallest !

[cursed-elo-images]

INCORRECT ELO QUOTES PART 6

Melvyn: But we’re friends! I was building up to calling you a nickname soon!

Hugh: That’ll never happen! In fact, you just lost “Hugh” privileges. From now on, you can call me by my last name or ‘Hey, you.’.

Melvyn: Come on, Hugh.

Hugh: *glares*

Melvyn: Come on, Hey you.”

Jeff: Show me Pennsylvania.

Kelly: I don’t know Canadian geography.

Kelly: Who hurt you?

Jeff: *snorting* What, do you want a list?

Kelly: ...Yes, actually.

Kelly: Ow!

Jeff: What’s wrong?

Kelly: I have this weird pain right above my eyebrow.

Jeff: It’s called a stress headache. I got my first one when I was four.

Kelly: Anybody got any crayons so I can color in my Ph. D.?

Hugh: Is this a good idea?

Hugh: Probably not.

Hugh: Do I care?

Hugh: No.

Kelly: That awkward moment when you're scrolling through someone's old Instagram posts and you accidentally comment the entire Declaration of Independence.

Kelly: You either buckle down and do your work or you'll end up at McDonald's.

Melvyn: WE'RE GOING TO MCDONALD'S IF I DON'T DO MY WORK?

Kelly: NO!!

Kelly: *running away from Melvyn and screaming*

Melvyn, getting out of a car: WHY ARE YOU RUNNING? WHY ARE YOU RUNNING?

Hugh: Bill Nye is out on vacation, I am Bill Nein

Melvyn: Hey can I go use the bathro—

Hugh: N E I N

Kelly: So, uh, you guys comin' to my party?

Melvyn: Who?

Kelly: You guys.

Melvyn: It's just me— *notices the mirror beside them and fist bumps it* oh what up, you going?

Jeff: I think Hugh was right.

Bev: I'm surprised he hasn’t marched in here to say 'I told you so.'

Richard: He wouldn't do that.

Hugh: You're right, Richard. For once in your life, you're 100% right. I would never say that.

Hugh: *turns around, the shirt he’s wearing says 'Hugh Told You So' on the back*

Jeff: *Screams*

Hugh: *Screams louder to assert dominance*

Richard: Should we do something?!

Bev, observing: No, I want to see who wins this.

Jeff: Everyone, synchronize your watches.

Bev: I don’t know how to do that.

Richard: I don’t wear a watch.

Hugh: Time is a construct.

Hugh: Mel, I'm sad.

Melvyn: *Holds out arms for a hug* It’s going to be okay.

Jeff: Richard, I'm sad.

Richard, nodding: mood.

Jeff: Everytime I hear someone talking about updog, I’m torn between not wanting to fall for it and wanting to help them complete their joke.

Bev: Okay, but what is updog?

Richard: Updog is a long sausage in a bun, often served with ketchup, mustard, onions, and/or relish.

Mik: Not, that’s a hot dog. An updog is when a new version or patch of an application is released.

Hugh: No, that's an update. You’re thinking of the fourth largest city in Sweden.

Melvyn: Surely, that’s Uppsala, where’s updog is the giant spider in Harry Potter.

Jeff: That’s Aragog. Updog is a symbol conventionally used for an arbitrarily small number in analysis proofs.

Mik: You’re thinking of epsilon. Updog is an upward-moving air current.

Richard: No, that’s an updraft. An updog is the modern version of a henway.

Bev: What’s a henway??

Jeff: Oh, about five pounds.

*The squad right before Jeff's wedding*

Bev: Well I have to go, I have a wedding to attend.

Richard: Wait... Oh! I have a wedding to attend too!

Mik: Oh, I have a wedding to attend as well

Hugh: I THINK WE ALL HAVE WEDDINGS TO ATTEND

Melvyn, panicked: I THINK I HAVE A WEDDING TO OFFICIATE

'Can I copy the homework?'

Kelly: I can help you with it!

Bev: Yeah, sure.

Hugh: Bold of you to assume I did the homework.

Jeff: lol nope.

Melvyn: Wait, we had homework?!?!?!

Richard: *Read 5:55pm*

Kelly: I actually have a black belt.

Jeff: In what, karate?

Kelly: No, from Gucci.

Kelly: Whaddya call a fish with no eye?

Richard, not looking up: Myxine Circifrons

Kelly:

Kelly: fsh

Jeff: Kelly was banned from the chicken shack, so we had to go out of town to get some.

Kelly: Well, they shouldn’t say “all you can eat” if they don’t mean it.

Jeff: Kelly, you ate a chair.

Jeff: Don’t worry, I know exactly what I’m doing. Everything is going to be fine!

Kelly: How can you still say that?

Jeff: Because sometimes, when things get tough, denial is all we have.

Melvyn: It’s dark in here

Kelly: Don’t worry dude I got this

Kelly: *Stomps his feet*

Kelly: *Skechers light up*

Jeff: Today is a day of running through hurdles.

Kelly: Aren’t you supposed to jump OVER hurdles?

Jeff: Whatever. Fear is only something to be afraid of if you let it scare you.

Hugh: English is a difficult language. It can be understood through tough thorough thought, though.

Jeff: You need to stop.

Hugh: Am I in trouble?

Jeff: Take a guess.

Hugh: No?

Jeff: Take another guess.

Jeff, going over Hugh’s resume: Okay, so right here, it states that you’re creative.

Hugh: Yes

Jeff: Okay... may I know what you create?

Jeff: Problems.

Kelly: If you were to vacuum up jello through a metal tube, well I think that’d be a neat noise

Jeff: I beg to differ

Kelly: Then Beg

Kelly: Okay, help me please!

Jeff: Got two words for you.

Kelly: I bet they won't be helpful.

Jeff: Your problem.

Kelly: I was right

Hugh: Oh just so you know, it's very muggy outside

Richard:

Richard: Hugh, I swear, if I step outside and all of our mugs are on the front lawn...

Hugh: *Sips coffee from bowl*

Hugh: If there's going to be a big dramatic scene, wait until I get back.

Bev: Of course. I can't flip this table by myself.

Kelly: petition to remove the 'd' from Wednesday

Melvyn: Wednesay

Kelly: Not what I had in mind, but I'm flexible

Jeff: In light of what you did for me, you can hug me for four to five seconds.

Hugh: FORTY FIVE SECONDS?!?

Jeff: No! Four to five seconds!

Hugh: Too late!!!

Store Worker: Would a Mr. Lynne please come to the front desk?

Jeff, arriving at the desk: Hello, is there a problem?

Store Worker: points to Kelly and Richard

Store Worker: I believe they belong to you?

Kelly and Richard, simultaneously: We got lost *frowns in unison*

Jeff: I didn’t even bring you guys here with me-

Jeff: We need a distraction.

Richard: Is anyone here good at jumping up and down and making weird noises?

Kelly, whispering: My time has come

Kelly: I really like this whole ‘good guy, bad guy’ thing you guys have going on.

Jeff: It’s not an act, it’s just that I’m mean and Richard isn’t

Melvyn: Who thinks I can fit 15 marshmallows in my mouth?

Mik: You’re a hazard to society

Hugh: And a coward. DO TWENTY.

Kelly: I can’t believe you live nearby, and you won’t let anyone crash at your place.

Mik: You people already know too much about me.

Melvyn: I know exactly three facts about you, and one of them is that you won’t let any of us crash at your place.

Kelly: What's a word thats a mix between 'sad' and 'mad'?

Mik: Disgruntled, miserable, desolated-

Melvyn: Smad.

Kelly: With great power comes great need to take a nap. Wake me up later.

Kelly: Watcha got there..?

Melvyn: *petting a ostrich* A smoothie.

Melvyn: There is no future. There is no past. Don't you see? Time is simultaneous, an intricately structured jewel that humans insist on viewing one edge at a time, when the whole design is visible in every fact.

Kelly: ...All I asked was if you wanted to cut your birthday cake first.

Melvyn: I am an expert at identifying birds.

Kelly: Okay, what about those ones flying over there?

Melvyn: Yeah, they're all birds.

Kelly: Change is inedible.

Melvyn: Don't you mean inevitable?

Kelly, spitting out coins: No, I did not.

Kelly: Are you sure this is the right direction?

Hugh: Certainly, I'm as sure as I am honest!

Melvyn: In that case, we're definitely lost.





INCORRECT ELO QUOTES PART 6

Okay so I used three more websites to generate quotes and they are:

Note: on the SCATTERPATTER site there are no content warnings except for ships, and there are content filters on the 12beesinatrench site so if there are any users that see this post that are minors I’d advise you to use the content filters and to avoid the Scatterpatter site since I found some quotes on there that were unfitting for my blog and Wattpad page.