#i had under 100 followers most if not all being friends and mutuals

[1800naveen]

My appreciation.

September 2023, I started the "a court of thorns and roses" series. Booktok got me hyped to read it so when I did, I really enjoyed it. (I fell victim to liking Rhysand and the inner circle, forgive me)

Feyre, Tamlin, and Lucien were my favorite characters. Their dynamic, how their relationship grew, I loved it all. (I was also a hater of Nesta but I changed now, my mind opened.)

I also saw spoilers on Tik Tok about acomaf and Rhysand which put me into a slump and I didn't continue reading the series again until April 2024. Yeah, it was that bad.

Finding out that people hated Tamlin for his later actions got me bummed because I really liked him at the time. I got spoiled for the rest of the series but I don't really care for spoilers that much.

During my slump, I made an account on Tumblr. I mostly liked posts but I would comment at times. I was afraid of making a post because I was just nervous.

I still had love for Tamlin so I avoided the Acotar side of Tumblr for a while. Because what if someone came after for my thoughts or opinions? That scared me. I felt somewhat alone when it came to not hating Tamlin or seeing him as a "villain" (he's more morally grey). I also still didn't like Rhysand because of the whole under the mountain thing which weirded me out.

Then one faithful day, I was looking through the Bryce Quinlan tag after finding out about her when I saw this post (it was about the crossover) and it was the first anti Rhysand post I liked.

And I clicked on the anti Rhysand tag and my third eye opened. When it came to booktok, I thought that hating this man was some sort of taboo.

These guys showed his wrongdoings, went on analysis, how he was toxic, how he treated certain characters, etc. Thanks to them, I was right to feel what I felt about him. He fucking sucks.

I then went on the pro Tamlin tag and I had finally found my people. Ones that shared the same thoughts as I did when it came to Tamlin and it gave me inspiration to make my first post on here.

(And the rest was history...) *cue the clapping*

Nah but seriously, I want to give my appreciation to the Tamlin, Nesta, Lucien, and Eris fans, the anti Rhysand people, the inner circle haters, and the people who just hate this series in general. I'm grateful for finding a community where I fit right in and where I won't get burned at the stake for my opinion (most of the time). I actually made friends on here which is great because I usually suck at making friends (Me and Tamlin twinning, can't make friends for shit) so this is great.

TIME FOR THE TAGS!!!

Giving my appreciation to the people who inspired me to become the blog that I am today: @szalonykasztan00, @copypastus (love your art❤), @shi-daisy, @arson-09, @thrumbolt, @achaotichuman, and @feyres-divorce-lawyer (so glad that I found you on tik tok first, a fellow Rhysand hater).

My mutuals where we are united by both love and hate: @sonics-atelier (thanks for making those analysis posts), @wingsdippedingold, @rin-u-pos, @positivelyruined (bless you for the Luke Eisner fancast🙏🏾), @nickel156, @viktoriaashleyyx, @thatapologisttoyourantis.

And those who I first found out on tik tok and then found them again on Tumblr (some are mutuals, some aren't and the first two I found out there asoiaf tik toks): @watcherintheweyr, @kataraavatara, @booksnwriting.

Yuh, that's about it. Just wanted to make something nice and sweet. Thanks to my 107 followers that I got for mostly being a hater or from other stuff that I post.

Me to all of you (This feels corny but I was born on the cob🌽):

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(Here's the posts I was talking about.)

[yanderes-galore]

Hope your have a good day. Can I please have a general yandere concept for Dio from JJBA?

Was originally going to do Part 3 and Part 1 together, but for simplicity I will focus on Part 3 since you just said DIO.

Yandere! DIO Concept

Pairing: Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Possessive behavior, Manipulation, Kidnapping, Violence, Blood, Murder, Marking/Biting, Stalking, Mature themes/Mentions of intimacy (It's DIO...), Possible OOC DIO, Dark themes, Controlling behavior, Mentions of being a pet, Stockholm syndrome mentioned, Blood drinking (Vampire...), Forced/Dubious relationship.

DIO is often depicted as a selfish character... obviously.

He has a tragic backstory, but it doesn't make his actions excusable.

Plus, Part 3 DIO is the most intimidating and popular form of DIO.

He's more experienced with his charisma and immortality now.

Although he's also more...deranged.

It's been proven during his Jotaro fight he's lost his mind more than before.

Which is what happens when you're isolated under the sea for countless decades.

DIO surrounds himself with cronies, people who listen to his charisma and allow him to use them.

They are his disposable pawns, Stand Users to send out against his foes.

DIO does not have many he truly cares about.

While he respected Jonathan, he was yet another asset to use for power.

Enrico Pucci was the closest person he could consider a friend, but even then he had uses for Pucci.

By that logic, it's hard to see DIO having an obsession.

He has his fill with people he finds attractive, he's known to be seductive after all.

Having DIO, the vampire lord and user of The World, obsessed with some human?

Unlikely... but not impossible.

Perhaps you are another person he finds a connection with.

Similar to Pucci he finds it enjoyable to speak with you, or at the very least toy with you.

Maybe DIO even managed to charm you with his charisma and seduction?

DIO is known to be considered attractive, handsome, or beautiful to people of all kinds.

However, his obsession is the only one he feels anything mutual with.

He isn't sure why, after all he's DIO.

He needs no one.

Although, something about having you in his chambers makes him... comforted.

He could have a book in his hands and his crimson gaze would wander to your form.

He likes marking what's his and seeing you curled beside him like some pet pleases him.

That's all humans are to him anyways... for the most part.

But you, well for some reason you're different to him.

DIO is certainly one of the more dangerous yanderes in JJBA.

He's a strong character who could easily keep his obsession under constant surveillance.

What started as a mere night of temptation for you both leads to him... attached.

What's scarier than regular DIO?

DIO willing to do anything to keep a certain person by his side.

DIO is the kind of character who would kill with little hesitation.

The World makes getting rid of those undesirables too easy.

Safe to say those who follow him are forced to treat you with respect as you're "the favorite".

DIO doesn't 100% see you as an equal.

Over time he sees you in a better light, but it's not like you're an even match in terms of strength.

That's fine for him, you fight less.

If anyone is jealous of your position and tries to hurt you, gone.

It's instant... yet still quite messy.

The first few times scare you.

You thought you were going to be attacked, only for the attacker to be dead in an instant.

Blood barely touches DIO's clothes, but you know he did it.

That alone makes you submit more, terrified of angering your lord.

DIO definitely uses fear tactics for your obedience.

He loves you in his own twisted way, but he still wants to view you as obedient to only him.

He can't have you running out of his home, he can't have you tending to his followers, he doesn't even want you to leave his chambers or library at times.

His words are the rules.

Based on how intimidating DIO is, there's a good chance you'll listen.

You can't get far from him.

It's like DIO always has an eye in you, using The World to put you back where he wants you with a smug grin.

Sometimes it's funny to mess with your head.

In fact, messing with how you think is DIO's specialty.

Being as manipulative as he is, he'd degrade you and mess with your mind.

He wants to make you realize you can't live without him.

He's the closest damn thing to a god and you should worship him.

Good luck escaping, DIO's beat you to it.

He doesn't bother with punishment much, seeing you look so defeated when he drags you back is enough.

However... He doesn't mind showing his claim over you.

While DIO may have nights with others, he's particularly attentive to you.

He marks your skin with his bites.

While he's rough when it comes to intimacy, he's willing to be more gentle since he "loves" you.

As long as you worship him, see him as your lord, then he'll reward you accordingly.

He just loves it when you look so needy with him.

DIO seems like he's fine with PDA.

As said before, it shows others he claims you....

He'd keep you on his lap, claws digging into your sides tightly while speaking to a servant.

You sit in his lap so well like a pet, too.

DIO genuinely seems like the type of yandere who would hold obsession by the back of the shirt like a kitten by the scruff when dragging them back.

He can't go out during the day, so he locks you in with him until night.

Even then he keeps you in one place or by his hip.

A goal of his is to make his darling only think about him.

Essentially... psychological manipulation until stockholm syndrome or something similar.

He'd rather you reciprocate willingly... but whatever gets him his desired results, yeah?

After all, you should feel loved and honored.

He doesn't do this to anyone.

Other humans are just meals for him.

He uses them, then disposes of them.

You? Well, you're his beloved.

Those bite marks aren't just for show.

You're someone he can feel connected with.

Don't you believe him?

DIO definitely guilts you into listening.

He promises you all sorts of things, all sorts of luxuries if you just stay.

He seals the deal with hungry kisses, nibbling your skin with a grin.

DIO both views you as a partner and a pet.

Your blood is a sweet treat to him, but he'd never drain you dry.

You are a delight to him.

He wouldn't give you up to anyone.

Anyone who tries to take you never gets close.

He messes with your mind so much that you may accept him.

Yes... he loves you... so you should dedicate yourself to him.

Once you give in he's beyond pleased.

DIO really can give you nearly anything if you dedicate yourself to him.

He has... disposable resources to use.

You want something? He'll send someone to fetch it.

It's the least he can do to reward you.

DIO is a selfish man who knows he can get what he wants if he says or does the right thing.

The human mind is full of desires he can easily bend to his will.

You, his beloved, can be controlled all the same.

However, due to his obsession with you, he's gentle with his tactics.

You'll learn you need him eventually.

He may be a selfish man who's ruthless with those under and against him...

But with you, he feels more desperate than ever to keep you under his hold.

"You're mine. Everything you do is for me. You need no one else, dear... I can satiate every need and desire you have."

[fadetouchedsilk]

camellia mercar is the saddest wettest cat of a da protagonist i have and i didn't even get a say in that characterization but here we are. this game is Insane for making it look like everyone else is part of a groupchat that rook wasn't invited to but i guess i'm integrating that & coming out on the other side with something that's crossing into the territory of 'world's most unfortunate being, emotionally.'

anyway here's some comedic depression wherein i crank up the isolated vibes

so like. considerably less fun than Crypt Baby Rook, we have Abandoned Battlefield Baby Rook. which is already a very promising start /s

adoptive family was probably mostly fine? except being an elf it seems that she basically never left the property? which is like alright yeah sure tevinter is just Like That i guess. the important personal takeaway here is that a lot of time would have been spent on her Own and deeply under-socialized. this made her 1. something of a people pleaser and 2. Extremely weird if you paid enough attention for like .5 seconds.

absolutely internalized being Not Very Important at home & carries this for the rest of her life lmao. no one made her follow the 'do not speak unless acknowledged' rule, she put that one on herself.

isolation is The Only Coping Mechanism. she did not have friends, she had a string of pet rats over the years (acquired without permission). several of them were trained to do tricks. she had an abundance of free time by herself to do this.

unsurprisingly she's probably also tried whatever creative solo hobby you can think of

has absolutely internalized her lot in life as being sort of assigned to this role btw

in her mind 99.9% chance that varric assigned her a nickname because he didn't actually remember her name. this cannot be disproven, doesn't actually matter if it's the case.

not actually convinced that any of her fellow shadow dragons know who she is personally? (based on my vague memory of getting the letter from viper but then also the game introducing me to him in conversation like this was the first time we'd met. wild.)

(aside from having a general interest in wanting to make a difference, she also initially found the idea of the shadow dragons appealing because it was a cohesive group working towards a common goal, which felt like a good place to try and meet people right?)

(she does not manage to progress past Work Acquaintances Status with anyone. unfortunately. she justifies this with the idea that 'they probably already know enough people/maybe i wouldn't like hanging out with them anyway/maybe they didn't know if i drank or not and didn't want to make things weird, etc etc)

not invited to group hangouts at the lighthouse--this is an assumption borne of the fact that she's, yknow, pretty preoccupied with making sure we all don't watch the world explode & Die & also the whole 'alone = familiar' thing. it's an Incorrect assumption, she Does want to go to the group hangouts but legitimately has no idea how friendship dynamics operate outside of literal rats.

will say this is 100% fine with her, she's just happy everyone is getting along

(it's not fine. this sentiment is delivered with the energy of someone who is keeping a list of potential 13th reasons)

finds out about book club night after the fact. is trying so very hard to be chill about it, knows that she's stepped out of her typical role as a background character but that doesn't automatically mean that the rest of the status quo will shift along with that. (she is privately not chill about it & is in fact very sad)

you know those people who are very good at asking others about themselves & since they're always around you just Assume that it must be mutual, only to sit there and realize you don't even know what their favourite colour is or like literally anything else about them? yeah.

she wants to ask if anyone knows what her name is for real but is also afraid of the answer lol

you might be asking yourself, why does she allow this to keep happening? why not Say Something? & to that i say, look, we've all been in a situation where we try to make friends with an established group & how awkward that can be even if you're a more secure person. this is like that except she's in real time watching people become better friends with each other (since it's Not an established group) & none of them are choosing her :')

(we love residual childhood wounds) so, so willing to just roll with being the afterthought or more of a Concept of a person who happens to be useful instead of drawing attention to the problem & making things worse (worse how? she doesn't know, it's just the nebulous concept of Worse)

certain that the only two beings she know for sure actually like spending time with her would be Manfred and Assan. assan is food motivated though so that's toeing the line a bit. but manfred definitely likes being around her! that's a win. that's her only win.

she's a genuinely nice person she's just incredibly convinced she's going to go through life Alone & acts accordingly. it's not anyone's fault, that's just how it is.

this becomes painfully funny when she's dealing with solas or solas-as-varric

solas does not have to work hard to convince her that she's the odd man out or spin things to make it look like she's disliked so that he can manipulate her more easily. no no. there's at least a part of every fade conversation where she reveals some sort of crushingly lonely habit she's developed & is weirdly kind of relieved that at least He's taking some time to ask how she's holding up (never mind that this is a verbal hostage situation)

she kills his vibe so hard without trying lmfao.

'god i wish the inquisitor was here,' he thinks for the Nth time that week. 'isenril would have thrown a chair at me by now if i tried this with her. i miss that dynamic. she would just yell at me. i know how to work with that. this just feels. Bad.' it's like kicking a puppy except the puppy has been conditioned to accept it & has settled into resignation.

it's worse when he has to pretend to be varric. small mercy there is that she hasn't spent nearly as much time around him as the inquisitor but god. solas is Not a comforting person.

he's So uncomfortable whenever she sounds like she's going to start crying & has never pivoted to a different subject in a conversation so fast in his life. ('there there. you're uh. you're doing Great i'm sure everyone is noticing.')

like. he's still going to try and switch places with her in the fade at some point but he's not even certain she would argue about it afterwards.

he does not love the fact that she doesn't have Friends at the lighthouse because this means he's the default. he's done a lot of fake-napping mid-conversation with varric. give this man a daytime emmy. (he's cornered himself, no one else can see him so he can't even orchestrate a relationship with someone else to pawn her off on. he's in hell.)

also elgar'nan didn't even say anything specific to tempt her when they faced off lmao. everyone Else got a personalized taunt but not her (do you ever take it personally when even the god who wants you dead can't even bother to find out some basic wants of yours or are you normal)

the way no one checks in on her after minrathous. lol. lmao.

she's not going to hold it over neve for being upset. that would be insane & also she knows she's not being blamed for real, it's just a bad situation.

but also she does feel maybe like everyone Else might be blaming her? maybe just a bit?

guys you know i live there too right. guys. you know i made the decision because i thought that treviso would have the weaker defences & we would have had a better chance right. you know i'm not any more powerful than anyone else & had no way of knowing i would also be destroying My own home, right? Right???

yeah this is one of those moments where she removes herself from the situation and just breaks in private. she doesn't dislike neve at all (she wishes she was cool like that tbh, people seem to like neve much more in general. even the wisps seem to prefer neve over her) but one can only take so much concern for someone who is in the Exact Situation You're In without so much as a word directed your way.

also she feels irrational guilt for the choice so it doesn't help with the whole Feeling Punished thing

(again not like she Knew what would happen!! it seemed the more logical choice based on what she knew)

the catch 22 with withdrawing is that people tend to assume that you don't want them to intrude on your privacy, which becomes a self-fulfilling prophecy if you already suffer from Terminal Lonely Disease. no one has seen rook since we got back really = she must be fine & not want help so we'll leave her to it = 'oh god they must Really not care about me all that much'

unfortunate situation where like. yeah she probably could have made things more obvious when it comes to connection efforts but also that shouldn't be one-sided effort either you know?

she's also fully expecting this to transfer over to any surviving faction members & if they don't end up hating her for it, it doesn't compute.

the relationship with lucanis is just. a comedy of errors & poorly communicated intentions tbh.

she likes him a lot but because he's the way he is there's no reason to think this is anywhere close to mutual

he remembered what she likes to drink but she also knows that he's the one typically making the grocery lists so like. yeah no shit he remembered she isn't special.

she's not a Confident flirt but the one thing she has going for her is that it's fairly obvious so she's pretty sure he's noticed he's just not into her. which is fine! no expectations so no disappointment!

maybe some disappointment

honestly she feels like she's made more of a connection with spite than anyone else at this point. spite likes her, spite Wants to talk about her. spite would be actively interested in seeing any of the rats she's trained at the lighthouse & would do so without making her feel silly for it.

(she's trained two. the have recall & can jump through a small hoop & she's working on object retrieval. these are new rats she grabbed as coping mechanisms at some point because it felt more reactive than talking to the fish in the tank.)

this only goes so far because of the body sharing thing (she thinks it might be crossing some sort of boundary) but the point is that the Literal Demon is somehow the only being who seems to actively enjoy her presence & make this fact known

unsurprisingly the Almost Kiss makes spite insane. 'lucanis why are you upsetting my best friend rook. are you stupid i think you might be stupid. she's not going to come here anymore do you understand that. she's crying. look at what you did.'

guess who starts aggressively avoiding group mealtimes (on purpose this time not like 'oh sorry everyone already ate, there's leftovers though') & the pantry in general. at some point she just starts her own mini pantry in her room to avoid crossing paths.

you thought she spent time on her own before? you haven't seen the 'i got my hopes up & it went nowhere which i Should have expected so i'm not even mad about it really but i am humiliated & feel very stupid for actually wanting something & don't want to talk about it' version of Isolation yet. it's real bad lmao.

like she's still going out & doing her job and also helping the rest of the team is at least something else to focus on (but gosh it sure would be nice if literally anyone asked if she was doing okay)

spite would like to do that but he's Not Allowed and couldn't be more unhappy lmfao.

(note: this will not even be remotely addressed until after 'inner demons.')

the 'i made you a dessert' lock in scene doesn't translate at alllll. he thinks he's being So Smooth & So Obvious (it's not another gifted knife without context). in his mind this was a success. as far as she's concerned this was literally just about dessert.

slowburn is great. he's treating every conversation like actual relationship progression & she's like. well we're friends again i think i'll just be happy with that much.

low self worth & self doubt keep her stagnant

fade prison break out is. something else. it's been an unpleasant hour for her & a month for everyone else. harding is dead bellara got Grabbed by the blight & solas is Loose. everyone is having a great time. super fantastic.

girl is legitimately surprised there was That much of an effort to find her since she's lost the dagger & solas isn't in her head anymore (not that she's complaining)

atp her only goal is to try & un-fuck everyone's lives as much as she can before something inevitably takes her out (she is not the hof she is not the inquisitor she assumes she Will be dying at some point soon thanks)

fucking news to her that she's apparently been in a relationship for at least the duration of her time in the fade. that talk ends up much the same way as we see it play out but not before a Lot of incredibly distressed clarifications.

this isn't lucanis getting dragged he feels So goddamn bad holy shit. spite feels vindicated finally, he was Correct & his human counterpart really should have just listened to him instead of whatever the fuck he was trying to do.

anyway the lesson here is that you waste a whole lot of time getting wrapped up in your own issues when you Could have been going on actual dates instead (this is a call out for both of them they're both annoying about it)

by the end of things she still doesn't. really feel 100% part of the group lmfao but it's maybe not as terrible?

i also just think as a professor emmrich has had More than enough students break down in his office to recognize her particular flavour of instability. he's probably going to end up putting in some extra effort. perhaps he will even learn about some of her hobbies & even coax her into doing them outside of her room or on one of the private balconies

bellara also likes her i think she just has horse blinder style hyperfixations & forgets regular socialization. time blindness will hit her like a truck. it's fine.

camellia Needs to be explicitly told that she's getting a good grade in friendship, something that's both totally normal to want & possible to achieve

she still doesn't like to tell people about the trained rats though because when she inevitably explains Why she knows how to train rats she realizes as she says it that her childhood was actually probably pretty sad sounding.

actually every time she starts to talk about how she grew up she kind of stops herself halfway through like Huh. actually maybe that wasn't as fun as i remember it being you're looking at me with concern.

anyway she knows how to cross stitch & does watercolours. those are her main things. please show some interest in them she's dying to talk about them but will not take the floor on her own.

please stop calling her rook also she's losing her mind & it's been so long at this point she doesn't know how to address it :')

[presiding]

i wanna hear your recommendations!

a list with some stuff i like + a request for you to share yours :)

as a godless queer who spawned on earth randomly one time, my only holiday-season tradition is charity + passionately enjoying things. in lieu of passing my followers & mutuals $100 cash, have a random variety of things you might like to try - i know we're an international bunch so your mileage may vary on what you can access. in the spirit of giving i am hoping for some recs 🎁♥

disclaimer these are just things i like i am not paid. would be great. but.

yo ho ho if you read comics & manga but always found it to be a pain in the ass to source online, here's the aggregator app of your dreams: tachiyomiJ2K. real. not clickbait. android only tho. the extensions mangacute, mangadex, allanime, and mangareader, are good places to start. as a creator, i'm always iffy about recommending this kind of thing because i'd much prefer you went out and brought the things you're reading, however i'm not under any illusions about which era we're in, media-wise and economy-wise

gemma! - webcomic what if corvo was a woman and young emily was a dragon and they went on adventures in a fun fantasy/adventure way that is Extremely Gender. pictured: gender. god i want to be her > is this the greatest webcomic of all time? no. is it that sweet spot between 'mindless fun' and 'good'? yes. you get me

laksa noodles the more intl friends i have the more i realise that laksa isn't common everywhere. don't let that stop you from trying it. ultimate comfort food. hearty noodly soupy goodness. worth seeking out fr

ways of seeing - mini-documentary so profoundly changed the way i think that i had been wanting to revisit it and so was delighted to find its all on youtube. if you're an artist or want to improve your ability to critically think about what you're seeing in media, this is a must-see. link or embedded>

FUCKING GOOD AND CHEAP GREEN TEA price comment won't apply to everyone this site offers great prices for high quality tea direct from the farm. been buying from here for years and its always amazing - i love the houjicha/roast green tea, and if you like green tea but always wish it was stronger without sacrificing taste or becoming bitter, i recommend genmaicha matcha-iri, which uses matcha to intensify the flavour. yum

incense body powder being a perfume nerd who is prone to migraines sucks. if you like spices and good incense - not the $2 kind that you use to hide cigs from your parents but rather the kind that smells like wandering into a forest temple - you'll love incense body powder. it lasts well and i'd most compare it to a softer, more gourmand comme des garçons Incense series 3 kyoto. shoyeido is the easiest to source as far as i can tell, but other brands make it too. USD$11 - cheaper than even cheap perfumes tbh - the bag will last you years. if you try this please tell me i'd love to know what you think!

anyway!! i wanna hear your recs if you have any! can be any type of thing that has recently improved your mood or changed your life or you think someone else might like?

anyone reading can go for it, consider this a carte blanche for recommendations. gonna tag a few people - you don't have to of course thank you love you <;3 @lapinneok @dangerousdan-dan @arosebyothernames @headcrabrave @corvidad @neznoodles @retired-crow @corpseprince @i-really-hate-creating-usernames @geminison @fakeshibe @skemford @loveofdetail + please feel welcome if not tagged! edit OH @nekon-ron i tried to tag your old URL. ha

[pendragaryen]

Merry christmas, my dear friends, mutuals and followers and all the best wishes for the upcoming new year! 🧡🫶🏻🧡🫶🏻🧡🫶🏻🧡

The last bit of 2022 and the whole of 2023 have not been very kind to my family - and so I'm standing here today, looking back at the past 13 months and finding myself almost back and stuck in the emotional state that I had been in after the separation from my long time boyfriend/life partner in 2009... That was a very dark time. I was trying to live and breathe with a constant black hole in my chest and soul for a couple of years then... I felt so empty and lost. I had a very similar feeling for the span of a couple of months after I had been kicked out of my job in 2017. But nothing, and I mean it, nothing has the rug under my feet pulled away and made me hit rock bottom like the cancer illness of my sister, the death of my grandma and now the fact that my mum is diagnosed with a tumor in her spine, all in the span of just 13 months... Please, we all need some rest in my family so desperately. But now we're all very anxious bc of the surgery my mum has to go through at the 12th of january. It's a difficult surgery. No-one knows for sure at this point what kind of a tumor it is. It causes her legs getting more and more numb and if they don't do anything, the risk of her ending up using a wheelchair rather sooner than later seems very likely. If the tumor should be malignant (please, god, no, NO!) the consequences would be even worse bc it could've spread already... But the fact that the doctors pushed for a fast surgery likely speaks for the possibility that the tumor is benign and seated in just one place... Well you see, this really keeps me busy... We all hope desperately that she will get better after the surgery, and not worse... We have plans! We want to travel together again! To the Netherlands next! Or to Danmark!

Don't get me wrong, there HAD been good things that happened in the last year, not at least the fact that my sister is now considered as cured. We're all so relieved and thankful, I have no words for it! But then... the death of our grandma... and now the tumor and surgery of my mother... I feel like i'm trapped in a constant state of emotional stress, like standing in the dark and screaming into the void with nobody being able to hear me... I can't even begin to imagine how my sister must've felt or how my mum is feeling now. Sometimes I think I'm too empathetic, the way I suffer with and for my beloved ones... that can't be healthy. I'm so tired.

Sorry to bother you with all this. I'm not around here that often anymore. Sadly I have to say I lost joy in many things I once loved or loved to do over the course of the last years. I'm unmotivated most of the time. But now... I have to function, I have to be there for my mum. It'll take half a year at least for her to recover from her surgery (if everything goes well - fingers crossed please!!!) and so I have to be strong - and I WILL be strong! For her! For my family! I hope my sister will support me then... The relationship of her and our mom is a little difficult... Sadly. But she's working on it..

I said I lost the joy in many things I loved once, but one thing I'll never get tired of is, on the rare occasions I visit this site, to read you all at our weekly BFSN, to see the 100 fam still being so creative and devoted, so that our favorite show never really gets forgotten. Thank you so much for that! And please keep tagging me in things! I read you, look at your photos, and I smile, even though I may not answer. This little corner of our fandom is so dear to me, it's almost a little like homecoming when I log in here. A comfort place.

Thank you all for your kind, empathetic, couraging, and motivational words at the last BFSN. I appreciate each and every one of it.

I hope the year has been kind to y'all and that these christmas holidays and the new year will be filled with tons of health, luck and love for you and all of us! Here's to a well deserved rest for us all!

And may we meet again. Here and in words. Maybe one day in person? Who knows?

Always.

Anne

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[bunzeezilla]

Hi.

This is going to be the last post I make before completely discarding this account. I know I haven't been active since a good long while ago and that is cus I've moved to a more mature blog/blogs that fit my interests a bit more then this one. I only come back here to let the people who follow me and are mutuals with me that I will leave this blog unactive, for a few reasons. One of them is just that I'm not as connected to this blog as I use to be the other one is what I'll get into. This information is already on place like youtube and twitter, and somewhat on here. But regardless I still feel the need to talk about it. These are videos that should help explain why I'm not only leaveing hti s blog but also why I'll be taking a small step back from the undertale and undertale au community. [pt1, pt2] I am disgusted that this is a norm here. Because not only do the big top dogs do this kind of shit, but the smaller ones as well. And I won't blame the game or the aus for it, but please can this community get it's act together? There are too many grown adults going around here talking to CHILDREN in the most vile ways. I have been a mod in an utau server and had to deal with adults being disgusting towards me and my friends [all minors at the time]. Why is this so common and why is swept under the rug allowed to keep going? 1 person supposrting these ppl still, is too many, but 50-100+? 100 people who would rather children be prayed upon then even dare go a day without their percious au animations? And I can no longer comfortable saying that I'm apart of this fandom anymore. It sickens me to my core that there are still ppl defending and supporting, Camila, Nyx, Jaki. So I'm leaving this blog and taking a break from the fandom. If you are a minor in this fandom or any, and you see this, please stay safe. If an adult flirts or talks sexual to you, if you can, screenshot, record, tell another adult, report them, block them, get away from them. They are not your friend. They are an adult that does not need to be speaking that way to you. And if they try to guilt you, rather that be with getting their friends/followers to bully you or with taking ur own life, just get you evidence and don't bother contacting them anymore. There are adults and groups of people who can help you and support you and give you more saftey tips. One of those people being a youtuber by the name Lio convoy and the small group he works with. There are other groups like him that you can go to and they can help you file a report or at the very least, make sure that person isn't allowed to show their face on any platform. I feel now but heartache for the victims of this disgusting situation and wish them nothing but peace of mind and justice . And as harsh as it may sound, I hope that Veir, Artty-chan, Camile, Nyx, Jaki, and all the other scum who partook and/or kept quite about this rot and burn. This is absolutly disgusting and I hope that something like this dosen't happen again.

[exozero]

I've been dating since the breakup, more than a month now, and after a lovely night always end up thanking them for the company before sending them home. At first I thought I was hung up, which, emotionally, I'm sure there are patterns (now absent) I'm still reeling from, but while I'm not 100% recovered from the split, particularly from her self-destruction, those awful nights, I don't find myself pining.

Comfort is lovely, and I need it. Sometimes I go home with a girl to find the same predictable roles being asked of me, ones I enjoy, but am too fatigued, now, to properly relish, properly revel in the exercising of. Power isn't something I have interest in right now. Even when it was it was about the giving, or denial (same thing) of pleasure, and more complex dynamics, hierarchies, were a sort of higher level, extensions of those base (&base) tenets.

Now... I don't know. Women I once would have torn my hair out about, ached over in secret from just a glance, found ways to flirt and laugh with – they keep fucking approaching me, every single time I go out. I smell horrible, I dress worse, last night I realized the last water I'd had was in a bar & two days prior. I was followed to a cafe to the park from the thrift store yesterday by a woman in her 30s, dirty blonde with a scratchy voice and thick, strong thighs which glowed golden under a carpet of light freckles. I've always had a sharp radar for the tastes of others, but not anymore, or at least not always, now. We had a laugh and a chat and I wondered if she might want me the same way I wanted to be wanted, but after she pulled her phone out, hinting, hunting, and I said she should follow me, her little glance upwards, a quick intake and nod, a small pleasure at receiving an order from me forced me to sigh. I didn't mean to, and she surely didn't understand anything but the disappointment, on some level, but she is used to being wanted, so carried on, and texted me, and I her, but thankfully we stopped, letting it peter out.

I invited her anyways to what I said I would, happy to have a new friend, but that's not what she wants from me. Can't blame her for that, but it's something I've been coming up against increasingly often, especially now that I'm single. Though my desire is the same, to be friends, theirs is not. They want one thing from me, a tired story for all new york, as I resemble a phase, or a hope, or some nonsense I can't be bothered to suss out every fucking time. My only luck may be that the more het a cis woman is, the less interested in me she seems to become.

It's surreal to be eating pussy, truly to be happy doing just that in that moment, and to be interrupted by someone who wants to just get fucked. The whole thing is comical. I tell them that that's what I want, that that's all I want that night, and not one of them believes me. Not that I don't emphasize, I wouldn't accept a woman's offer to solely come over to go down on me if we hadn't already spent nights together, but I just can't be any clearer. I'm on hiatus! Not spanking, slapping, choking, or really fucking at all. At most, and what I ache for, is someone who knows how to call me cute, how to leave me be, how to be persistent, and how to assume about me.

I'm sure I'll return to dominance sooner than later, but there's this gap to be bridged by someone who is willing to play her own role until that's sorted out. Last time I was heartbroken the first person I met happened to be a woman who craved the taste of me, and loved the kinds of attention I'd lavish on her body. We were incredibly drunk when we met, and incredibly open as a result. There was something to my anguish that led her to clasp me to her chest often, lovingly, the gesture held past the "normal span" a hug might, oftentimes developing slowly, through murmurs and kisses and caresses, into a teary lovemaking. I doubt either of us would have any sexual interest in one another ever again, but for those few days, in our mutual states, the freudian dissolved into the human, and the human the universal. We didn't call each other by any names or titles, and the murmurs were unintelligible, just sounds made by lips hesitantly approaching their target... It was comfort, and when I'd cum my head did not arc back but twist aside, her ankles always, somehow always, no matter the position, pressing into my backside, massaging me deeper, pulling me deeper, hands wrapped round me, caressing, cooing.

It reminded me of something.

All the years I'd spent, gently or not, fulfilling those pleasures for others. The reason I still sometimes get messages, years later, soaked in their since-frustrations. It's not that I didn't find pleasure, life, joy in them, but that I was looking after them, the onus on me. With her the onus, finally, was on another. And it's not quite so simple as power. I'd been powerless before her, and we switched hour to hour. Here our psychology blended such that she simply... knew. I was seen through in a way that the rest hadn't. It wasn't love – I'd seen through too many myself to still think that kind of knowledge is worthy of being called Love – but it was the power of a glance, of eye contact held without bravado, even if I'd held her down and bit and bruised her, the unsurprised glint in her eyes would never change. Finally I understood why those women whom I adored staring at could so rarely meet my eyes for more than a moment without a silent request for... something. My hips met hers desperately, brutally, and even as she writhed and moaned and came around me that glint never left her eyes, and as I pushed, panting as I reached my finale, I quailed under her gaze.

[life-gave-me-oranges]

Greetings my most honorable mutual, how are you doing? Doing well, I hope? Or as well as the circumcisions allow for…

I've got a banger of a little story to share. So, I'm in school, yeah? Vocational school to get my certification to study (it’s just the way shit works here in my country), and obviously I have maths, as you do. Today, as the teacher entered the classroom, the air immediately changed.

Now, here I‘d like to say a quick word about my maths teacher. She's highly qualified - a doctor, no less! - and quite good at teaching, but not quite as elegant in matters of social interactions. Nothing too serious, but you could look at her and suspect that she‘s somewhere on the undiagnosed neurodivergent spectrum, the way your strange but well-meaning uncle that only cares about his garden and tractors and always speaks a bit strangely would be.

Now, back to the catastrophe at hand. As she entered, all went quiet. Our latest test, we suspected, didn’t go too well.

However, we underestimated how badly it’d went.

She pulls out her notebook, plugs in her hard drive and fucking. puts on a gospel song. The lyrics were of a man praying to god for a miracle. Something along the lines of "a new negative record", I didn’t quite follow.

But that told us it was bad. Very bad.

We have a point system here, with 15 grade points being the highest, equal to a 1+, for 97-100% points achieved in a single test, all the way down to 0%, being 0 grade points. You still pass when you have at least 5 grade points for your course final. All you basically need to know is that less points = shit.

She told us, in this particularly quiet, disappointed voice only teachers or mothers can muster, that we'd beaten the record for worst grade point average since the class of 2002. Theirs was 3.4 points, ours was 2.2.

I cannot stress enough how godawful and unusual of a test result this was. There were FIVE PEOPLE ALONE WHO HAD 0 POINTS.

We were all speechless. The best in the class managed 7 grade points, two more just barely reached the necessary 5 grade points to pass.

Anyway. That's how I fluked a test I was sure to have been the only one to fluke because I was at the time still under the influence of anaesthesia.

the drama, the suspense and the buildup in this story was killing me.

the teacher really took her time and let that feeling of cold dreadfulness take completely over you all and i respect her for that.

at this point i'm so completely immune to bad marks or bad grade and so are our teachers, that no one bats an eye as long as you pass.

(we had tests that would be of 70 marks. getting above 24 meant you passed the subject. in chemistry i think, the highest marks were 45, i got like 35, and 70% of the class failed. majority of the class had gotten below 10. no one. cared. literally no one cared about it.)

i know im going off topic but another thing that i find very concerning is why is a doctor teaching math. its common here that if you have decided to be a doctor or to go in biology related fields (except biotech), you give up on maths in 11th grade (age 16/17) and never touch it again lol. my friends who took bio as their major call 2 raised to the power 6 a complex calculation.

i have eternal respect for this teacher.

[steviebeastinks]

I posted 3,004 times in 2022

That's 2,256 more posts than 2021!

19 posts created (1%)

2,985 posts reblogged (99%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@uwu-exe

@wizardpotions

@elytrians

@cvberitual

@wizard-email

I tagged 2,298 of my posts in 2022

Only 24% of my posts had no tags

#tumblr report - 177 posts

#art - 124 posts

#goncharov - 100 posts

#cats - 98 posts

#unreality - 84 posts

#yeah - 77 posts

#wizard posting - 74 posts

#how to find meaning - 68 posts

#tender - 68 posts

#ugh so true girl - 56 posts

Longest Tag: 140 characters

#we joke that we wouldn’t have gotten along but i think that as long as no other kids got in the way we could have been so kind to each other

I sent 3 gifts in 2022

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

men’s bathrooms are so scary why does anyone bother with this !!! why can’t all bathrooms be single person, spacious, and non gendered 😭

2 notes - Posted December 27, 2022

#4

i don’t use twitter anymore so idk how the fandom is reacting but here’s my prediction on how ppl are handling dream’s face reveal:

fan artists upset that he is not the blond twink they’ve been drawing for the past 3 years or whatever

ppl who go bat shit fucking crazy over the fact that his reason for revealing it now had to do with being best friends w George (dnf stans r probably frothing rn)

the undying loyalists who are fucking STOKED even tho he’s Just Some Guy

the trolls i already saw in his comments section saying he looks like lord farquaad 💀

everyone else:

3 notes - Posted October 2, 2022

#3

i have finally…………..changed my high school blog name………….

starrynightsandfairylights, may she rest in peas

steviebeastinks is the new sheriff in town >:))

3 notes - Posted September 29, 2022

#2

time to finally make a pinned post ahaha

i’m stevie (he/they), 22 years old 🐝

if ur from tiktok, hi! u found me! this blog is a secret unless we’re mutuals then i lov u 💛

i mostly reblog shitposts & political stuff but sometimes also art n pretty shit ⭐️

my best posts go under #yeah (which is either yeah😌 or yeah😔 and it’s russian roulette as far as which you’ll encounter) 🍯

if u want to block sad/political posts, i tag them under #important and just started using #vent 🌙

my ask box is open & DMs from mutuals are welcome ! 🌼

4 notes - Posted June 26, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

“Arbor Square” is a goofy & introspective adult animated comedy series created by Eli Murphy and Stevie Maxwell. It follows Quinn and Jonathan, a pair of incompetent roommates-turned-baristas trying to make lives for themselves in the quirky titular borough of Arbor Square.

Quinn is a non-binary wild card who spends their free time getting up to (semi-legal) shenanigans!

Jonathan is a neurotic but soft-hearted lover boy who is often the only thing standing between Quinn and a prison sentence!

Their boss Cassian does his best to maintain order and drive up profits for Arbor Square Coffee & Kombucha, but he’s locked in a bitter and potentially steamy feud with Jessica, the manager of the Skybears coffee chain across the street!

Glenn, an eccentric hippie from a bygone era, is the cafe’s number one patron and rounds out the main cast!

Together this odd group will discover what it means to be neighbors in the age of wage work and late-stage capitalism >:)

39 notes - Posted September 30, 2022

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[manjuartx]

‼️Hey! before you enter my page, READ the RULES in this post.

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RULES FOR PAGE:

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•You MUST be over the age of 19 to follow me, anyone without an age in their bio will be immediately blocked. And if your account seems suspicious, you'll be blocked. I'm not comfortable with minors trying to sneak their way into adult spaces just for nsfw art and shit.

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I'll make another post to add onto this when more stuff needs to be said. Thanks.

[criticaaaaaaaal]

[fellwhite]

Well

At least it wasn't my fault, right?

Venting again because i have nothing better to do nor anyone to talk to yet (well until monday atleast) so you're warned part 2: electric bogaloo

Using dots (.) As commas (,) since tags don't allow it

[luvxiem]

the stars aligned for us

word count ! 【idk】idk【idk】 pairing ! luxiem x gn!reader (separately) genre ! fluff, mild angst on luca's part summary ! different soulmate au tropes w our faves bc i'm weak and love self indulgence 🤭 soulmate aus my beloved cw ! non-explicit violence/injuries on luca's part notes ! this was written on my phone so sorry for the uggy formatting and any typos 😭💔 btw tysm for 100 followers 🥺🫶 i appreciate y'all lots for enjoying my shit LMFAOOO it's just me projecting on here but i'm glad u guys enjoy it anyways when u wanna read a fanfic so bad but it doesn't exist yet so u gotta write it urself also kindred plz don't kill me for calling vox an asshole i meant it endearingly (insert "'i hate him' while putting up his picture" meme here)

.｡.:*☆ IKE EVELAND !

TROPE: SEEING COLORS

ike's world has been black and white for as long as he could remember

his friends have always told him how beautiful everything be came after they made eye contact with their soulmate for the first time

despite them trying their best to describe colors (what does a "warm" color even look like anyway?) it was hard for ike to really care

after all, how can you miss something you never experienced?

but more than seeing colors, the novelist just wanted to meet his soulmate

it wasn't that he was lonely; ike had his fair share of relationships in the past with others like him (those who haven't had the chance to meet their soulmate just yet, but wanted to date anyways)

however being a writer comes with a certain sense of romanticism and a lust for life, and ike was no exception

he's always loved the thought of meeting someone who was perfect for him in every way; a person who he could be his honest self around and love with all his heart

this is why when he suddenly started seeing colors he never could've imagined on a busy sidewalk, he immediately started scanning the crowd for you

he spotted you under the canopy of a nearby cafe. you were looking around with clear awe on your face, mouth slightly agape as you took in the new world around you, not even noticing the grumbles of passerby who narrowly avoided you.

you looked almost ethereal in your (now known as blue) button up, the sunshine leaving your skin in a warm glow. the gentle breeze ruffled your hair just right, and the novelist couldn't tear his gaze away.

as much as ike wanted to admire his new view too, he was more focused on making sure he didn't lose you. he's thought about it countless of times—dreamt of it, even—of somehow meeting his soulmate and losing them right away, never to be seen again. ike's lost enough sleep over it and he was determined to not make his nightmares a reality.

pushing past shoulders with rushed "sorry's" and "excuse me's," ike rushed to get to you as quick as possible; and soon enough, he was now standing face to face with you—the person who would become the love of his life.

your gaze fell onto him and an unspoken realization was met. you could feel it to; the ecstasy blooming in your very core at finally meeting your other half.

"hi," he breathed, a broad smile adorning his face. "i think i'm your soulmate."

.｡.:*☆ LUCA KANESHIRO !

TROPE: MUTUAL PAIN

woe is the soulmate of a certain blonde haired mafia boss

injuries came with the job, unfortunately, but the soft-hearted man couldn't help but feel sorry for his soulmate

luca knew some most of his injuries weren't normal. civilians don't get bullet wounds in their arm or knife slashes to the chest

did his soulmate worry for him? or were they wishing they weren't fated at all? as much as it hurt, luca couldn't find it in himself to blame them if they did

the small pricks he felt on his fingertips from presumably paper cuts can't compare to literally getting stabbed in the back

eventually it came to a point where luca tried to stop going outside altogether

he can't obtain any further injuries if he's always at the base, right?

but that fantasy couldn't last forever.

the one day he had to be escorted to a different location, him and his guards got ambushed

luca was the only one who got away, but not without sustaining a bullet wound to his shoulder

it wasn't as bad as it could've been but it still hurt like a bitch

stumbling into an alleyway, the blonde collapsed next to a dumpster, creating a loud thud that echoed into the night

luca was ready to rip off a piece of his shirt to wrap his shoulder when suddenly a bright light momentarily blinded him

standing a little bit away was you, pointing your phone flashlight on him while gripping your shoulder in your other hand

"so you're a med student?" luca asks, gritting his teeth when you dab at his bullet wound with rubbing alcohol. tossing the cotton ball, you reach into your first aid kit for gauze.

"yeah," you say quietly, starting to wrap his shoulder. the blonde frowns noticing how you refuse to meet his eyes. he opened his mouth to say something but you beat him to it.

"i chose this path because of you." at your words luca's eyebrow raises in question. you finished wrapping him up and now rest your hands in your lap, fiddling with your fingers. "you got so many injuries growing up and i didn't know what to do. i was worried you didn't have anyone to help you so i wanted to learn how," you explain quietly. at this the mafia boss's gaze softens.

"how'd you know? that i'm your soulmate, i mean," he asks. reaching up, you gently grazed the large scar on his abdomen with your fingers.

"i recognized your injuries," you said. luca shivered at your touch, raising his non-injured arm to cover your hand with his.

"i'm glad i ran into you then, soulmate."

.｡.:*☆ MYSTA RIAS !

TROPE: COUNTDOWN TIMER

mysta's known since he was five that he had a soulmate, just like every other five-year-old in his class

but there was one teeny little problem

ok actually it was a major problem

his timer seemed to be broken

instead of the few years or days or months like his friends had, his timer was set to decades

because of how long his timer was set for, mysta was teased mercilessly for "having a soulmate who doesn't even want to meet him"

this followed him for most of his youth until eventually he covered up his wrist and tried to forget about it alltogether

if he wasn't going to meet his soulmate until he was old and gray, why should he even care

that was until he fell through that damned portal and landed in 2022

he noticed it after he got out of the shower, spotting his wrist in the mirror while brushing back his hair

mysta's mouth dropped open in shock, dropping his arm to gently run his fingers over the numbers

the timer that was the bane of his younger self's existence was down to the hours

the detective was antsy, understandably.

a lifetime of thinking he wouldn't ever meet his soulmate suddenly turned into meeting his soulmate in twenty minutes. mysta wasn't sure what to do, how he should act. should he go outside? he should, right? how else would he meet you?

filled with a newfound sense of determination, mysta grabbed his keys and darted into the london night.

there was hardly anyone out this late; maybe his timer really was broken? what were you doing out at one in the morning, don't you know that's dangerous? who knows what kind of dangerous people were prowling outside right now.

mysta started walking briskly toward a more crowded area of the city. if he had to meet you, it would be somewhere safe.

settling on standing in front of a pub he's been to a few times with friends, the detective started counting down the minutes till he would meet you. he kept glancing at his wrist, watching the numbers go down one by one until there was only a minute left on the clock.

mysta tapped his foot impatiently as he glanced left and right down the street until suddenly, he felt the lightest tap on his shoulder. he spun on his heel and low and behold, there you were.

grinning, you spoke.

"nice to finally meet you, soulmate."

and mysta couldn't be happier.

.｡.:*☆ SHU YAMINO !

TROPE: SWITCHING BODIES

in all honesty, shu couldn't care less about having a soulmate

the idea of the universe choosing who he would fall in love with didn't sit right with him

not to mention how frustrating it would be sometimes when the two of you switched bodies at inconvenient times

like in the middle of one of his experiments

or when he's talking to one of his fellow sorcerers

or how about that time he was meditating in a lovely, perfectly quiet room for the first time in ages as a way to destress only to suddenly wake up in your body in the middle of a bustling city

yeah, shu wasn't all too happy about it, but what can he do?

so while all his friends were out actively searching for ways to meet their soulmate in person, shu was directing his energy toward mastering his powers instead

but the thing about having a soulmate is that you can't exactly reject them altogether

they're your soulmate for a reason, after all

so despite his resistance, the purple sorcerer found himself falling for you all the same

he grew antsy at particularly long periods without switching and eventually started leaving notes behind for you for when you would eventually switch

including a bright purple post-it with an address and a time and date

shu sat inside the cafe anxiously, bouncing his leg under the table while sipping his drink. he hoped that his note was obvious enough that you saw it the last time you guys swapped bodies, but how could he know for sure? you didn't leave a reply on his note, and the swap period was rather short that time too.

minutes passed the written time and the pounding in shu's chest grew louder and louder in his ears. he looked up at every tinkle of the bell above the door, hoping that it was you only to be disappointed when it wasn't. he kept glancing out the window rather obsessively, and soon enough his cup was empty too.

after 40 minutes had gone by, the sorcerer had just about given up. letting out a disappointed sigh, he rose from his chair to leave his tray and finished drink on the counter only to pause when the bell jingled one last time. shu looked up on instinct and his breath got caught in his throat.

in the doorway was you, slightly sweaty and definitely out of breath, looking frantically around the cafe before your eyes landed on him. shu was still holding the tray in his hands when you ran up to him, still in shock at seeing you in the flesh for the first time and not just through a mirror.

"h...hi..." you stutter, gripping the strap of your tote bag tightly in your fists. "i'm sorry i'm late. but i'm so glad i found you." shu broke out of his trance and smiled, setting the tray back down on the table.

"i'm glad you found me too."

.｡.:*☆ VOX AKUMA !

TROPE: FIRST WORDS

fitting for a voice demon that the first words his soulmate says to him is permanently printed onto his skin

"you're gonna have to try harder than that if you wanna impress me, pretty boy" decorated his ribs under his right pectoral

now vox knows he's hot

he's well aware of the power he holds fucking asshole and uses his charm and good looks to his advantage

the demon spent most of his early years dropping one liners and introducing himself with various pickup lines in an attempt to find his elusive soulmate

and many have tried to pretend they were his fated one but they never succeeded

after the death of his clan and being transported to the future, it took vox a long time to feel ready to find his soulmate again

slowly he started visiting pubs and parties in an attempt to socialize

it was at one of these parties that he met you

beer in hand, vox pushed past a group laughing with each other in the hallway to slip out onto the balcony. he was hoping to get a chance to breathe and get away from all the sweaty partygoers, but there was already another person out here with him. figuring it wouldn't hurt to say something, the demon let a familiar smirk slip onto his face as he approached you.

sensing his presence, you turned your head to look at him in curiosity, fiddling with the many rings on your fingers.

"why hello there; what's a gorgeous person like you doing out here all alone?" he drawls, sliding up next to you. a breathy laugh escaped your lips, dropping your head to your chest for a moment before you looked back up and meeting his gaze dead on.

"you're gonna have to try harder than that if you wanna impress me, pretty boy."

at your words vox faltered, the smirk falling from his face as his lips parted in surprise. the skin where his soulmate mark was seemed to tingle.

it seems like you figured it out too; your eyes widened and suddenly you were tugging your shirt up to show a matching tattoo on your ribs. you let the fabric fall back down and looked back up at him, a softer smile now gracing your features as vox reached over to intertwine his fingers with yours.

"would you look at that," you laughed happily. "guess you really did impress me, pretty boy."

WRITTEN ! 080222

[kunikinnie]

fukuzawa wants to go on a date

BSD: Love is War? 100 Followers Event Genre: fluff, pining Word count: 1.6k Warnings: none, I think Synopsis: There is a fine line between a friendly and romantic date. a/n: YES I FINALLY FINISHED ONE after how many months,,, yes I stole the idea from the current Mayoi event lol. Also ngl this feels SO different from any of the other fics under this prompt i'm so sorry

Fukuzawa Yukichi is a man of few words. This makes whatever he says all the more important and heavier in weight, and even the slightest hint of his true feelings was noticed by anyone.

That is, anyone but you.

“It’s because you’re too subtle,” Ranpo once said to him. “At this rate you’ll only ever be a friend to Y/N.”

He wasn’t wrong, Fukuzawa knew that well, yet he just wasn’t programmed to be bolder. You’ve been friends for so long that he was genuinely afraid of what you’ll think of him if he tried to be more honest about his feelings.

Hahh. If only fate could be a little kinder…

---

“I bought you a little something, Yu-kun. It sort of reminds me of you.”

You handed out a keychain of what appears to be a cat in samurai clothing. He smiled softly as he accepted your gift, not just because he appreciated the gift but also because his heart fluttered at your last sentence.

You and a mutual friend of yours went to a feudal Japan themed park over the weekend before you left the country for a few weeks. It wasn’t unusual for you to hang out with close friends one-on-one even in far trips like this, but…

“Nao-kun even said it looks like you,” you chuckled. “Don’t look at me like that. He’s the one who said that, not me!”

Fukuzawa wasn’t annoyed at the comment itself. His mind had wandered to that one thought he’s been suppressing for some time now.

Haven’t you been hanging out with him a little too frequently?

Sure, he’s the one who always invites you to these little escapades. Sure, you think they’re just friendly “dates” (why do you even use the term?) as with any other person. But what if the day comes when he invites you as something more than a friend? What would you do?

“You should just ask Y/N out. It’s not that hard!” A little imaginary Ranpo exclaimed in his right ear.

Fukuzawa ignored the tiny menace and focused on your stories about your weekend. Your soothing voice and bubbly excitement were enough to squish the nuisance to oblivion.

It’s always somewhat bothered him that you yourself never asked him to go out with you – even just as a friend. Aren’t you close? You’ve had wild adventures alone with people who were barely acquaintances, but the most you’ve ever invited Fukuzawa to was for drinks at a fancy bar after a long week. Did you just not like him enough?

“Which reminds me,” your tone suddenly changed, snapping him out of his thoughts “Are you free next Saturday?”

No, no he wasn’t. Morning ‘til night he was swamped. “What for?”

“I was thinking that maybe we should go watch that movie you were talking about last. Dinner’s on me, too! I feel like I owe you this much, plus I’m not going to see you for some time after I leave this Sunday.”

The little imaginary Ranpo popped up beside his ear once more.

“Damn that’s unlucky.”

“Be quiet.”

---

The rains were pouring heavier than ever.

The windows were being battered by water and wind and the steel skies made noon seem like night. That meant no difference in Fukuzawa’s workload, however, and he continued to read and sign papers like usual.

The tea Haruno had just placed before him would cool down faster than normal, he had to remind himself. There’s no enjoyment in drinking cold tea that tastes like lead.

The noise from the storm outside grows louder yet for Fukuzawa there was a sort of comfort in it. His thoughts eased by the warm tea felt secure; it was as if only he could hear them. Not that many people could (even Ranpo sometimes doesn’t get what he’s thinking) – nevertheless, he let his mind and heart wander together for a moment.

You had promised to keep your Saturday free just in case his would turn up free as well. Since then he’d been hoping that somehow his meetings would just disappear, yet it seems that even if that did happen the heavy rains prevented any “date” from taking place at all.

His eyes landed on his untouched phone. Would it hurt to ask if he could meet you once more before you left? It was already in the middle of the work week and you must have already made plans with other important people in your life. As much as he didn’t want to intrude, he just couldn’t resist the desire to meet you again. He just had to. Even if you were just going to grab something quick to eat. Even if it was just a short walk to the station. Even if it was just for a single passing moment.

He was afraid that he might never see you again.

“President,” Haruno knocked and peeked inside. “I’m here to confirm your schedule for the rest of the week until the next. Some clients rescheduled their meetings…”

She continued to explain things for him, scribbling on the clipboard she placed on his desk. His mind barely took in any information but one portion stood out to him.

“They wanted to move it from Saturday afternoon to Tuesday morning…”

As she finally ended her rundown of the next 7 days’ schedule, he glanced once more at the portion for this Saturday’s activities.

“That means there’s nothing by Saturday afternoon?”

 “Yes, sir.”

The moment she left, he quickly picked up his phone and dialed a familiar number.

---

Fukuzawa prayed unusually hard that morning. Please let this afternoon be spared from the storm, he begged, or else the trains may stop working and you’d have to cancel. Not now when he put in the extra effort and anxiety into today’s affairs.

He bothered to wear something a little different. Still the usual yukata but the fabric and colors were slightly more refined. One would assume that he simply had an important event that night and not think about it twice. But of course there were some who knew the truth.

“Don’t worry too much about it, Boss.” The real Ranpo surfaced from the Agency’s couch. “It’s gonna be fine.”

Fukuzawa grumbled in response. The weather wasn’t the only thing that was unpredictable, he thought, and it’s not like he had much experience to prepare for this in the first place.

“As long as you’re honest it’s gonna be fine,” the detective repeated.

But could he really be, given that he’s been trying to hide these feelings for so long?

So far, only the warm sun and sparse clouds filled the bright sky. Now he was waiting patiently for you to arrive at the garden you wanted to walk around at. It had a traditional sort of arrangement, one which he very much liked. He wondered if that meant you had chosen this place out of consideration for him but he quickly dispelled the thought the moment his heart began to latch onto it.

Fortunately, his mind didn’t have to wander for much longer.

“Yu-kun!”

You waved your hand as you ran to him, not at all worried if you slip on the pavement. The uncontrollable thrill at seeing him in a setting like this had made your legs move faster than you thought they could.

“D-did you wait long?”

“Not at all,” he replied, a small smile present on his lips.

There weren’t as many people in the garden as he had hoped. Just like the weather, things seemed to be going well. Too well, even. Your conversation was nothing short of meaningful and pleasant, and the scenery had only heightened the experience.

Suddenly, a drop of water tickled your nose.

“Is it drizzling?”

Before either of you knew it the rain began to fall. With only one umbrella at hand you two dashed for the nearest gazebo, both of your garment almost getting completely soaked by the sudden downpour.

“I guess dinner will have to wait…”

Your eyes were glued to the skies but your mind was fixed on the man beside you. Without him saying a word, you could tell he was beyond disappointed. That was the last thing you wanted from the person whose smile you wanted to see the most.

The shame clung to you more than patches of your wet clothes.

“I’m sorry.”

“For what?”

“I should have-“ the words got caught up in your throat. Now was not the time to be emotional. “I knew this might happen and yet I chose this place. I’m sorry-“

“There’s nothing to apologize for. It’s not your fault.”

His low voice was softer than usual so you had to scoot over closer to hear him. The rain had dampened not just his words but also his temperament, it seems. But had you moved an inch closer you might have noticed the conflicted yet bashful expression on his face.

“There’s… something I’ve been curious about since I called.”

“Yeah?”

“If I said today were to be a proper date, would you have come?”

His eyes remained focused on the grey sheet covering the garden, yet his ears were still attentive to your small gasp. He wasn’t ready to look at your face let alone your feet from the embarrassment. Strange how even at his age his entire body managed to react so violently.

“I-“ Your lips struggled to form the words your heart had been screaming since the very beginning. “O-of course I would.”

Finally, his head slowly turned to face your own. Surprised eyes met gleeful ones, and soon they all softened just the same. For several silent but serene moments, only the sound of the pouring rain and beating hearts filled the space.

“Can I ask you something, then?”

“Of course.”

“If I asked you out on a date after I come back, would you say yes?”

Your cheeks began to turn scarlet the moment you spoke and only darkened when he chuckled lightly. This warmer side of Fukuzawa felt so surreal to you that if he hadn’t gently grazed his calloused fingers on yours, you might have thought this was all a dream.

“Yes I would, without question.”

[cheesus-doodles]

‎Jealous Bestfriend Baji HCs

dfgffsdf BAJI KEISUKE JUST WON’T LEAVE MY BRAIN ALONE AHHHHHHH please i can’t stop thinking about him my brainnn 🙏🙏🙏 i love baji so much

also thank you for all your love and follows i see each and every one of yall ❤❤ really appreciate it! glad yall enjoying my brainrot as much as me ^^

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tw: mild violence

Masterlist

honestly Baji is not the type of friend to get jealous if you have other friends/you don’t hang out with me every spare minute of your time

you’re free to hang out in school with whoever, alone or in a group 

doesn’t mind joining you to chill or eat lunch with a larger group of friends - even shares some mutuals with you

but you better still spend a minimum amount of time with him every week - that is bestfriends only time together

those friends know very well where the line is tho - Baji can get possessive and very protective very quickly - don’t test him

expects you to be loyal best friends, and only bestfriends get to know each other’s deepest secrets and thoughts, so don’t go spilling all your inner thoughts and secrets to some normal folk

or at least tell him first - this boy is honestly just super FOMO when it comes to you and your life

Baji 100% gotta hear any news first - no telling anyone else before him (except maybe your family)

also wants to be that go-to person if you have any problems or you need a shoulder - he is your rock and you are his

if he hears anyone talking about some issue you had before Baji hears about it - oh boy you gonna get one jelly boy on your hands

will throw hands at that person and threaten them to back off and who do they think they are

he’ll be pretty insulted if you told someone before him, and give you the cold shoulder for a couple of days

please just give him some love, Baji’s just being super insecure atm 

definitely draws some boundaries with you on what your normal friends and mutuals can do with you and what is considered bestfriend territory 

sure your friends can come over to your house to hang out, play games, study, sleepover, whatever - but they aren’t allowed to do that with you alone

that’s bestfriend territory - and Baji will make sure they know that

💯 will print out many, many pictures of you and him hanging out and having a blast and stick it all over your room walls to remind whoever that Baji is your bestfriend and not them

stuffs copies of those photos under your friends' tables and into their lockers when they test his boundaries

you can give presents to your other friends but make sure Baji gets the best/most meaningful present - double prize if its representative of a shared secret or if its an inside joke between the two of you

is not above threatening a few of your friends that get a bit too close to you for comfort - too baby to actually do anything to them because he doesn’t want to upset you

Baji can't and won't tell you when he is jealous - matter of pride and ego and all

but is super obvious when he is 🤡

will turn bright red and turn his face away when you ask him if he's jealous / call him out and insist that he's not

can't keep eye contact with you and starts to mumble about his issues

please take care of this baby boy

also throws a fit when you wear any other band other than your bestfriend band - that's best friend territory - petty bitch more like it

wants to grab your hand and drag you away when he wants your attention but doesn't dare to do so 🤡

gets worse at expressing jealousy and more reliant on just throwing hands after he forms Toman

[something-tofightfor]

You absolutely don't have to answer this if you're not comfortable, and I mean this genuinely so I am sorry if it comes off as offensive or rude,

But how do you handle seeing your mutuals who are writers all constantly support each other and their content on each others blogs, but absolutely none of them ever support you, your work, or even read or acknowledge it even though you know they see it? I'm not insinuating anything about you please know that,

Ive just followed you for a while and I know you've talked about treatment from other blogs and writers sometimes being unfair. I'm just struggling right now a lot seeing blogs and mutuals all talk about certain content on here and then completely have ignored your own work that fits some of the criteria they're looking for.

Again if ive made you comfortable I am so sorry you absolutely shouldn't answer this if you dont like what or how Ive said something. I just don't know if im alone in watching your own mutuals in ignoring your work even though you know they've seen it and you support all of theirs.

Like one of my non tumblr friends was like "just send it to them". Like no I don't want to shove my work in peoples faces, I don't like the demand of people interacting with your work,

I just don't know if im being overly sensitive by feeling disheartened, when being ignored by other writers who are your mutuals on the work I'm so proud of. I just see a lot of talk from them about support small creators, but I'm sure they've never even glanced at my own work and it sucks to see fellow writers almost disregard you for the familiarity of each other.

Hey, anon! of course I'll answer. Most of it will be under a cut, but first:

There's absolutely nothing wrong with feeling sensitive about and disheartened by the fact that something you worked hard on doesn't get the visibility/attention that you want it to. It sucks when you're proud of something and you feel like no one else "gets" it or cares.

You have every right to feel that way - and I'm sorry that that's the case for you.

If you'd ever like to send me your stories/chapters etc, please feel free to link me in a message if you don't feel comfortable doing so publicly - I may not get to them right away, but I will definitely make time.

Here's the rest of your answer.

I'll be honest - breaking into any fandom is a really daunting thing, but the Pedro fandom is EXTREMELY difficult for most people because of the cliques that already exist on here and on discord.

People can say all they want that these groups don't exist and that everyone should "support small creators" but the truth is that a lot of them don't unless that small/new/emerging creator presents a benefit to them in some way - like it seems you're doing by reblogging and interacting with them in the way you've described while getting very little in return when it comes to your own work.

Am I guilty of having a circle? Yes. Is it the popular circle? Not even close. People tend to stick with what and who they know because it's easier - and I can't really blame people for wanting to interact with their friends. And from what I've seen, some people on Tumblr are actually offline friends, too, which makes their online interactions a whole different level of comfortable, which is something that won't ever change.

I admit that I always seem to go back to the same writers and creators for familiar content - but I'm always on the lookout for new writers and stories and plots and friends. That's what being online and using sites like Tumblr and AO3 is about.

In fact, last December, I specifically chose 12 or 13 (I can't remember how many) one shots to give super detailed reviews and attention to and my only stipulation (aside from being something I wanted to read) was that the post had to have under 100 notes for me to add it to the list. I'm not what I consider a "large" blog, but I wanted to highlight some lesser-known and circulated stories for the people that do follow me - because I know what it's like to meticulously write 10k and get 20 notes while someone that wrote a 1k drabble in an hour gets 300 just because it gets passed around in the "right" circles.

I'm terrible about reading and reblogging things - I know this. But I always try to at least leave a like and a quick comment on stories or posts or ideas that I read even if I don't have the time or energy to do a full reblog. Because when I reblog things, it's like an endorsement of that story or art, and I don't want to half ass it. People took the time to write or draw or create something, and I want to take the time to let them know what I think.

Because you know what? As nice as it is to know that someone reblogs something, an empty reblog doesn't tell me what they liked about it. It doesn't tell me that they truly LOOKED at it. I know there are some people that just hit the reblog button without even LOOKING at the content of the post when it's someone important to them posting ... and that's empty feedback to me.

A like without a comment (to me) means that they saw the post and might come back later and read it or reblog it - or maybe not. At least I know it's getting out there to people - and in a lot of cases, likes come from people I don't follow, so I can see that different people are finding my writing, you know? People say likes are meaningless and I get it because it's not new eyes or more eyes ... but it tells me that people are in fact seeing my work - even if they have nothing else to add.

That isn't saying that I don't appreciate that kind of interaction and sharing, because of course I do - it means more people might see it again later and choose to interact ... but it still isn't true FEEDBACK. Even adding a single tag to it that says "i love this" or "fantastic writing" or "what a plot!" tells me that the person read it and chose to share and found something that they really enjoyed.

But that brings me to another one of your points: even if you're friends or mutuals with someone, that doesn't mean that you're going to like everything that they post - and it doesn't mean they will like or read everything YOU post. And that's fine.

Just because you follow someone or they follow you it doesn't mean that you are OBLIGATED to interact with or share all of their work.

It doesn't even mean that you need to CONSUME all of it. I don't read for specific characters and so when my friends and mutuals post about them ... I'll either ignore it or give it a like and move on. It's that simple.

Admittedly, I don't follow many people - even though I 'check in' on them all the time. I like to keep my dash streamlined so I don't miss the content I really like seeing. So when people reblog their work over and over multiple times a day to answer a comment with a single word reply, I miss other things - things that I haven't seen fifteen times already in the span of 24 hours. (the Tumblr equivalent of a meeting that could have been an email is a reblog that could have been a comment/private message)

Reblogging your own work is encouraged - and a ton of people do it, so again I know I'm in the minority when it comes to that. But for everyone that's turned off by sheer interaction numbers on some more popular posts, I guarantee that in a lot of cases, the majority of those comments and reblogs are from the OP, so the numbers are skewed (which is a problem on its own and i think that tumblr should have a feature that doesn't include OP reblogs/comments in the overall notes numbers but since it can't even make tags work properly that's a longshot).

For example, there was a post last week that I clicked on and the OP was responsible for like 2/3 of the reblogs and 50% of the comments on the post - so that's something to think about.

So I follow a small number of people, and have a running list of other accounts that I check on throughout the week, and use the search tags function to find new writers that I might not have otherwise seen/interacted with. And that works sometimes, but since the tags don't always show up, it's frustrating... and I'm sure I miss a ton of things that get posted.

I also don't like sending my work to people without asking - so I very rarely self promote. I know a lot of people don't mind when people do and my hesitation is a personal thing - so I think a good way to go about that is to maybe try tagging some people in your posts and saying something like "Tagging a few people that I thought would be interested" even if they aren't mutuals - and the worst someone can do is ask you not to tag them again. (Which very few people do on here because they don't like confrontation).

I think that part of being a writer and wanting to share your work is about putting yourself out there. And it's the same here or when you're trying to get published or if you're trying to promote yourself on social media; what you release is going to either hit ... or it won't. Some people will love it and others will ignore it. The assholes will send you mean comments to make themselves feel better.

The important thing is that you write for yourself. You write the things that you want to see and read, and even if the number is small, there will be people that enjoy it, too. Some people are just more vocal than others. Some groups of people are more vocal with their support than others, and if you're deeply in the middle of those groups, or you follow/interact with those groups on a regular basis, it can be overwhelming because it's all you see.

Set boundaries for yourself - what you're going to write and what you're going to reblog and how you're going to interact with people. Online friendships are a transactional relationship in a lot of cases, and the true nature of them can be really difficult to understand/navigate when you're interacting with a stranger.

But it's important to think about their POV, too. They truly may not see when you tag them in things, depending on how many blogs they follow or how many notes/activity alerts they're getting. They might not see your messages or comments. I want to believe that very few people on here are outright choosing to be assholes and straight up IGNORING when people tag them in things or post things ... and maybe it's easier said than done, but that's my thought on it all.

TL;DR: It sucks when people that say they want to support the writing or art community only support a small fraction of it when it seems like they themselves have a ton of support coming from all angles.

It hurts when you put in effort to interact with people and they brush it off in order to interact with a smaller circle on a consistent basis and keep you on the sidelines.

It hurts when you reach out to people and feel like they aren't reaching back or that they don't want to reach back and you don't know why.

I have a lot more thoughts on all of this but it's a novel and I need to stop so that I can go watch more episodes of Midnight Club. If you ever want to talk, anon, please know I'm here - and that means on anon through messages like this, through a DM or even through Discord, if you have it.

Hope you have a good night and a good rest of your weekend!