#i kind of wanna tag this but i don't wanna fight with anyone lol

[forcebookish]

I'm convinced the only reason mew gets "bad friend" allegations is bc they want their fave character to be coddled and enabled. now if he did THAT then he would be a shitty friend but he is telling ray exactly what he needs to hear. especially after years of the same exact cycle and nothing changing. and even then mew is way too forgiving imo bc if someone did half the shit that ray did to me I would walk away for good. and I think a lot of this fandom forgets that trauma can be a reason for things but it's not an excuse especially when you are grown and know exactly what you need to do but still refuse to do it. (sorry if this seems unsympathetic or whatever I'm just very tired of the babying of a certain character)

you said it, anon!

ray is an adult who is responsible for his own actions, full stop. and the craziest part about all this is that mew does kind of enable him: he goes drinking with him and forgives him even when he crosses lines he never should have crossed. i agree that mew is too forgiving, and it looks like he's going to forgive him again. not only did he ruin mew's birthday by sharing the audio, ray then yelled at and talked shit at all their friends (while high) and accosted/physically threatened mew's boyfriend and other "best friend" (😒). mew only punched ray because he was picking a fight with everyone and threatening to out top, again, in front of all their friends and on his birthday - and he wouldn't stop after being repeatedly told to and asked to leave.

and same, anon, if my friend did that to me i'd cut him out. the only way that i would let him back in my life is if he got 100% sober, and he'd have to be for a while. as far as i'm concerned, ray burned the bridge himself. i'd tell him, "this is your rock bottom, finally do something about it." and often, cutting someone off is the wake-up call they need to figure their shit out. (but it looks like ray's car crash in the next episode is going to be his wake-up call.)

but you're right, mew keeps telling him he shouldn't day drink, do drugs, and drive while under the influence.

side-note: when boston agreed to take ray home and therefore ray was actually his responsibility, he abandoned him and fucked off to have sex with a stranger lol

i mean, i'm not saying that anyone who thinks mew is a bad friend automatically thinks that boston is a good friend but still. (tbh another reason people may say mew is a bad friend is to make themselves feel better about how his shitty friends treat him lol this fandom looooooooooves to say, "everyone's an asshole" and that means everyone can do anything to anyone else and therefore it's fine actually lmao) (not how that fucking works)

but apparently mew's a bad friend because he lets ray make his own shitty ass decisions, like an adult? because he can't drive him home????? i'm sorry, should mew get a driver's license and car just so he can drive ray home when he's drunk? mew has to be his fucking nursemaid in order to be considered a "good friend?" not even going to get into how gross it is that they hate mew for not liking ray back.

above all, mew values autonomy. he makes his own decisions and he expects others to live the same way: this includes ray. he wants what he thinks is best for them (and he's usually right), but he believes they should think and act for themselves.

(you know, even when he, ah, incentivizes them, re: top's drug use lol it's still top's decision. mew doesn't want a boyfriend who does drugs and he wants to have sex. two birds, one stone.)

we're years into their friendship now, and ray has been an alcoholic and drug ab/user since they were twenty, maybe even earlier if he was drinking underage. the flashback where mew saves his fucking life (oh, it's only good when sand does it?🙄), ray already has a drinking problem and has gotten himself into trouble because of it, having to lean on mew multiple times to the point that mew is obviously frustrated about being called in the middle of the night after the umpteenth time. which is understandable! it's not mew's job to be at ray's beck and call; he's not his dad, he's not his boyfriend - and even then, that's a lot to put on anyone when you don't even seem to try to be changing (he's literally drinking in the next scene! okay!!!!! is mew supposed to smack it out of his hand in order to be a "good" friend? again, autonomy!!!!). ray says he's a burden but he doesn't do anything about it. mew's been his dedicated "emergency staff" again and again, and it's not his responsibility to take care of ray all the time.

ray's biggest problem is that he thinks he doesn't have a problem: he'll get so drunk (and high) he can barely walk and he'll say he's not drunk and then try to drive!!!!!! that shit isn't okay!!! in fact, it's inexcusable!

you know, i was thinking that the "superiority complex" allegations against mew were about his being (slightly) judgmental about boston sleeping around (which mew obviously only says because he wants him to be happy. even if he has a narrower idea of happiness, he just wants what he thinks is best for boston - but he doesn't shame or even tell boston he should settle down, even while boston is constantly saying that mew should lose his virginity to the point of obsession🙄 anyway), but it might have more to do with ray, and mew having a problem with him drinking himself to death lol

mew is the only one to tell ray he should stop drinking and using drugs and... that means he has a superiority complex? being worried about his alcoholic friend whose mom died of alcohol poisoning? he's the only person who tells him to stop drinking and using - that doesn't make mew a bad friend, that makes him ray's only good friend. even sand, who has had to physically struggle with ray to keep him from driving under the influence, LITERALLY SUPPLIES HIM WITH ALCOHOL AND DRUGS OH MY GOD

all this to say, you're so right, anon. wayyyyy too many folks in this fandom will find any reason to excuse ray's behavior, no matter who he hurts or how bad it gets. nothing is ever his fault despite making his own decisions and taking his own actions and facing his own consequences.

thanks for stopping by, anon!💖💖 you weren't unsympathetic, you were real. more people in this fandom need to talk about and realize how fucked up all of this is - especially since it's so realistic. he's a pathetic little meow meow, yes, but that doesn't make the way that he treats his friends and endangers others automatically okay. and you can like him as a character without blaming others for his own issues and acting like he's a fucking baby who can do no wrong! he's doing plenty of wrong!!!

AND MEW IS A GOOD FRIEND WTF!!!!!!!!!

[dimeadozencows]

There are a lot of great tags on this post, and a lot of different and unique takes on gaster which i always love to read :DD but i dont think i managed to evoke what i wanted to with this drawing

We know that gasters aware hes in a video game, but so many characters in undertale are aware of that already. One of the things that make gasters situation different is his ability to look at our world directly. He's aware that we've been looking for him and trying to understand what and who he is, he knows these last few years were dogshit for everyone on earth and mentions it in his pre chapter 2 tweets, he knows our life outside of our tempering with these worlds

And unlike other self aware characters in undertale, he doesn't experience time and the resets. He "lives" outside of what we can control. He truly remembers all that we've done while being unaffected by any of it. So while other self aware characters (im mainly thinking of sans and flowey) know that theres a person behind frisk whos controlling time, they're affected by our choices and (for the most part) can't judge it from an outside perspective

Sans is mostly unaffected by our inputs, and he does manage to judge us in a very impactful way, but he can't be a completely uninvolved judge. He will (understandably) react to us killing his brother and on certain neutral endings, as much as hes trying to hold his unfazed facade together, he's struggling with the thought of how much of his happiness you took away, even if he knows a reset will likely happen and everything will go back to the way it was. Understandably! This game is his world. Even if he knows its just a game that gets reset its still his home and the people he loves are its residents. He can't be unfazed by everything. he is nice to us when we're nice to him, and he hates our guts when we give him reason to. And he will always forget us after a reset and react to our actions only on the current run, not being able to know who we were to him before.

And flowey acts as the embodiment of this games message, he is our mirror and, in his words, he is who we will become if we exhaust this game of all it has. He exists to judge us, but he can do so only from his own point of view. He's judging our actions, our choices in this world as if we we're stuck inside it the way he is, which we aren't. That's not to say his judgement isn't impactful, that would just be. incorrect to say lol. But he can't interpret what he sees us do in a fully unbiased way because he's in a very similar, but not identical, situation to us. While we can enter his world and play the kind way, we do get bored and try new things, like picking the other, more rude dialogue option, or killing a character to see what a person who loves them says. even if we don't fully want to. Just like he said! But while we both went through the same process, there's a difference between us. We can leave. We don't have to grow apathetic and detached from these characters. We don't have to start seeing them less as people and more as repetitive lines of dialogue. If we're bored, we can leave. Play a new game. Come back when we miss them and see those familiar lines of dialogue and feel nostalgia, not dread. And he knows that we're a person that has a life outside of this game. At the end of pacifist he desperately tries to make us stay. But he doesn't see what our life is like, he cant see what we do with our days outside of his world, so he can only see us leave and return and leave and return, and judge us through his (flawed) world view and based on our actions within a world we enter for fun.

Thats not to say they're not written well? They're the fucking coolest flowey and sans rule.(i think the info dump proves my stance on them) I'm just saying that even if they know about us they cant fully judge the situation from a neutral point of view because they have a limited world view and they're affected by our choices, which gaster (as of now) isn't

And we don't know a lot about him. But we do know that he knows hes in a video game, that he knows we control his world and its linear time, that he lives outside of that linear time and is unaffected by our inputs, that he used to experience time linearly before shattering, that he had people he cared about in undertale, that he saw everything all of us did when playing undertale, that he is kind to us in the current deltarune chapters, that he knows of our lives and what we go through, and most importantly in my opinion, he knows that we (fans of utdr) use fiction as escapism

We've had characters judge us and berate us for our misdeeds, who are fully justified in doing so since we did hurt them directly. But they also cannot see the situation from an outside perspective. No character in undertale sees us separated from their world, as a person who lives a life outside of tempering with undertale, to them we are just a god who takes control of their reality, all they see is a cruel person who entered a world just to destroy it, or give everyone freedom and then just take it away in a second, they don't see how small their world is in comparison to ours, they'll never be able to understand that our actions in their world are (for the most part) inconsequential to us. they cant see us beyond the red soul.

so imagine with me for a second, a character within the game who is not only aware of the fact that he's in a game and that there's a player who controls time, but who also has the ability to SEE the players' lives through the internet. A character who has the ability to see the horrors of everyday real life and how much people struggle with it, and see that some deal with those struggles using fiction. And not just any fiction, the fiction that the character itself lives in. A character who knows that these great beings, much bigger than him, use the thought of him and his world to get through the trials and tribulations of their lives, hardships that are horrific in completely different ways than his world ever had. A character who knows that they find comfort indulging in his world and finding everything it has to offer, because whatever his world has is much more pleasant than theirs.

He knows that to us his world is just a video game, one that remembers and we're not above consequences in, but still a video game. One of the most common complaints i hear about UT is that it is preachy in its message, and players shouldn't be berated by it for playing certain routes or making certain choices (but one of the points of the game was that there is an alternative way to complete it so why choose violence BUT that is a whole conversation in it of itself and this is long enough already)

So what if the game understood? What if the character who created this game, this world, knew that it is just a game and didn't judge the player? What if the character accepted that he is only fiction and saw the beauty and purpose within it, and how he can use his position in this situation to connect with us and allow us to escape our hurt for just a little while? What if he saw the hardships we've endured and empathised with us? What if he understood that we don't view his world as real like he does and we just use it for our fun, to escape, the way a child happily plays with a toy? What if he felt for us, and encouraged it?

Deltarune (initially) not having a way to really hurt and kill people makes me think that while gaster wanted us in this world for whatever his larger goal is, and wanted us to indulge in it, he didn't want us to hurt anyone. But he saw what we did with the previous world and knows that warnings, consequences and the visible and audible hurt of the characters won't stop us (in fact, it will encourage us), which is something he accepts and understands. it's said that his own curiosity brought him far in his endeavours so perhaps he even understands our curiosity and why we just have to see what would happen, as morbid as it is in universe

But i love that we (without the help of noelle, a game breaking pro) cannot kill anyone. He didn't even give us that option. He isn't completely detached from these worlds since he used to live within them. He still views the fictional characters in the game as real while also knowing us, our lives, and the way we interact with the characters. And he loves and cares for both.

Letting us escape into a nicer world while keeping the residents of it safe from us.

And that is of course assuming he isn't tricking us into a false sense of security to teach us a lesson, and isn't lying to our faces every time he talks to us kindly and thanks us. but i think that after an entire game and a whole cast of characters who taught us lessons and took control away from us and showed us what an asshole we are for playing the game in an unkind way.. i think it'll be a really nice thing and a breath of fresh air to have a character who knows what they and their world are to us on a realistic scale, see why we sometimes act so detached from its ways, and understand that yeah, it is just a game. And we do the things we do as a means to escape. And that it isn't necessarily a bad thing to interact with games in this way (to me that sounds like the most self aware character ever written). But also see the characters within it as real (since he used to be amongst them) and protect them from our worst.

Truly and wholeheartedly loving and caring for both his family and the person who barely hesitates to strip them of all their joy before murdering them too.

Kissing the hands of the man who killed his son

I have endured what no one on earth has ever done before

I put my lips to the hands of the man who killed my son

[zae-heeyyy]

Erudition

Summary: Arthur teaches you how to read. Pairing: Arthur Morgan x female!reader Word count: 2,790 Tags: smut, high honor Arthur Warnings: 18+ MDNI

a/n: I spent an unnecessary amount of time perfecting this one. Tried my hand at sketching/tracing/cut and pasting pieces of Arthur's original journal to make this one (don't look at it too close lol). Hope you enjoy!

Edit: If you didn’t know, it was common for adults to be illiterate in 1899 due to the lack of widespread public education.

erudition: the quality of having or showing great knowledge or learning; scholarship.

Poor Hosea had tried everything in an effort to teach you how to read: encouraging you with kind words first, then employing tough love tactics when your stubbornness hindered your progress. On one particular day, you had enough of each other. In a rare moment of weakness, he slammed his hand on the table when you refused to try.

"Wanna be an illiterate ninny your whole life, do ya?" A scowl etched deep lines on his face, and you stormed off, not saying a word. A cough riddled him, and he bowed his head in part frustration and part regret for letting himself lose his temper with you. He only wanted the best for you, even if you didn't want it for yourself.

A particular contemplative cowboy had been watching a short distance away, a pattern Hosea had noticed lately. Still coughing, he waved him over.

"Ah, Arthur. I know you're smarter than you look. Maybe you can reach that girl. I've done all I can, I fear." He pressed the book into Arthur's hand in more of a silent demand than a request. Arthur nodded in understanding, sighing, wondering how he'd been demoted from gang enforcer to teacher.

Cursing under your breath, you prayed that Arthur would just walk away, not because you didn't like him, but because you liked him too much. You and the other women got a kick out of watching him do chores around camp, his shirt nowhere to be found. He was damn gorgeous and didn't have a clue. Nobody else had a clue, either, that you wanted him. You wanted him in many ways and cared about what he thought of you.

The hope that he'd refuse Hosea's request or come another time fell short when his figure towered over you, shading you from the high noon sun. You kept your head bowed, refusing to meet his gaze until he tapped the book's hardback cover, bidding for your attention. Your eyes met his sheepishly. Reading him did not come easy either, especially in your interactions. Something about the way he carried himself around you left you feeling unsettled. There was a perpetual tension that he seemed to shed in the company of anyone but you. You didn't quite get it, though, because he always remained gentlemanly despite it all.

"C'mon." A sculpted, outstretched arm reached down to you, and you took it reluctantly, letting him lift you up from your spot. Following close behind, you let him lead you to the outskirts of camp near a boulder and a broken wagon. The cacophony of camp faded away as you joined him on the ground, your backs against the rock. You sat expectantly, concentrating on your fidgeting hands and fighting off the urge to cry.

"You just gotta focus," he said, opening the book to where you last left off and putting it back in your hands. Shaking your head, you tried to blink away hot tears building up behind your eyes.

"Don't want you to think less of me, Arthur. Don't wanna do it." Keeping your voice steady and suppressing the lump in your throat proved increasingly futile.

"Hush and focus." His tone only made the mystery of him hazier. How could he so easily switch between evil debt collector, out for blood, to nothing short of a gentle giant, so comforting and protective? The thought only made your vision cloud up more.

Blinking rapidly, you took a deep breath to calm yourself before reading the words on the page aloud. You could only get through the first sentence before your voice betrayed you, shaking unevenly, accompanied by a saline drop rolling down your face and onto the page.

"Hey..." Arthur clutched your chin and turned it to face him, forcing your eyes to heed his. "You gotta stick at things. I know it's hard, but that ain't no reason to cry about it." A rough thumb wiped away your tears. He scooted closer to you, wrapped one arm around your shoulders, and held the book with the other hand. "Just relax. It's just me and you out here. I ain't gonna think less of you or let anybody else, for that matter. Forget about all that." You held one side of the book with your left hand, and he had the other with his right, " Here, start again, slow now."

Goosebumps prickled your skin as a wave of calm washed over you. Arthur stayed patient while you composed yourself and read through twice, the second time outshining the first. He nudged you with his elbow, flashing a toothy grin. "See? Not so bad," he remarked. With another breath, not as shaky as your other ones, you closed the book and returned it to him, feeling more accomplished than you had in a while.

Now that your attention wasn't being spent so much, the pounding in your ears grew louder, the source of the sound leading to none other than the relentless beating of your heart. The musk of tobacco and leather infiltrated your nose, making you suddenly aware of how close you were to him. He removed this arm from your shoulders, the missing weight of it making you feel unexpectedly empty. Before he could scoot away some more, you turned to kiss his cheek.

"Thank you, Arthur, for helping me. I know I'm not easy to work with." He smiled shyly and dipped his head, avoiding eye contact. A silence fell between you, and you spoke again, dismissing yourself. "I should probably get back to it." You gathered your skirts to stand, and he wrapped his fingers around your wrist before you could walk away. Even though crimson had crept up in his ears and neck, he kept his face impassive as always.

"When Ms. Grimshaw can spare you, come find me, and we'll keep at it."

So you did. You'd meet in the clearing behind the rock on the rare moments of shared free time, continuing the routine, and you were getting better every day. Then, Arthur brought you a mystery book that he'd found or stolen, and it was nothing like a Penny Dreadful, too complex and challenging for you to decode. You felt like you'd taken one step forward and two steps back.

And just like you'd done with Hosea a few days ago, you tried to storm away from Arthur. You didn't get far before his hands were on your hips, dragging you down into his lap. Faces inches apart, his hot breath warmed your face as he spoke, eyes stern.

"You can't just throw a tantrum whenever life gets hard, woman." Huffing in defiance, you opened your mouth to argue, but you closed it promptly, keenly aware of the change in his demeanor. Your eyes were on his, but his were on your lips. He licked his own, face set with resolve. Letting his forehead press against yours, he kissed you. Without a thought, you kissed him back, melting into his arms. Gaze intense, he tore away from you, talking low and firm. "You're gonna sit your pretty self down and do this, alright?"

Your hand went absentmindedly to your lips, drawing them in as you tasted him. Who knew a kiss was all you needed? With a gentle shove, he settled you back on the ground beside him, retrieved the book, and opened it once more.

When you finished, you looked at Arthur, and he was staring back at you with a cocky grin. It was the first time you'd read with no mistakes. You threw yourself back into his arms, climbing into his lap, a knee on either side of him. Holding you firm by the waist, Arthur didn't hesitate to kiss you again this time, letting desire he didn't even know he had guide him to you. He could have you like that for hours, and he did, only easing his grip on you when you heard pans banging, alerting you to dinner.

Arthur had discovered the key to motivating you, and since then, you discovered a newfound love for reading. You eagerly awaited your lessons, knowing the handsome outlaw's lips would be there for you when you finished.

Arthur was happy to help, but it wasn't just about the makeout sessions for him. Of course, he could die a happy man with you on top of him, but he loved how your eyes lit up when you made progress. He loved seeing you feel confident. He loved making you happy.

Though he wouldn't dare complain, he couldn't help the nagging feeling that Hosea had knowingly arranged this? Arthur tried to go unnoticed in his subtle observations of you, attempting to conceal the fact that he was sweet on you and had been for a while.

"Can't con a conman, Arthur," his surrogate father once told him. Maybe that wasn't just about robbing. The gunslinger wanted you so bad after all this time, needed you, and hoped you needed him just as much. He'd made himself free today, waiting patiently for you to finish your chores, keeping himself occupied with minor tasks. Just as you finished, you watched him disappear behind the grass and head to your spot.

You joined him; the book rested in his lap while he smoked a cigarette. You took the cigarette from him, having a drag yourself and giggling at your own mischief. He snatched it back from you, pretending to be annoyed but smiling nonetheless. Taking one more puff, he snuffed it in the grass. Before he could make another move, you took the book from his lap, replacing it with yourself. Your hands went to the nape of his neck, drawing his lips into yours. He kissed you back, entertaining you momentarily, but withdrew with his hands still resting on your backside.

"Read first, then I'll take care of ya', sweetheart." His eyes were half-lidded, and his voice lowered a few octaves, both weighed down with desire. You huffed and unmounted the cowboy, opening the book and reading, anything to feel his touch again. As you finished the last paragraph, your attention shifted to his hand kneading circles into your thigh. Breath thickening, his other hand fell to the hem of your dress, making it ride up as his hand traveled slowly up your leg.

The reading grew choppier now, your attention too consumed by his touch. You stopped reading altogether when his hand snaked over your thigh, and three of his fingers pressed against a warm, damp spot in the center of your bloomers. Flushing, a faint gasp escaped you.

"Gonna need to get these off, darlin'," he huffed into your ear. Wasting no time, you tossed the book aside and lifted your hips to slide the garment down around your ankles. Desire almost overpowered him; he wanted to devour you, to have his fingers and face buried between you, but he had a job to do, and he always finished the job.

Stopping, he moved his hand from your heat to your thigh and reached across you to grab the discarded book. Clearing his throat, he thumped the book, "Another page." Incredulous, you blinked a few times, gawking at him.

"Arthur, how do you expect me to focus when—"

He cut you off with a curt whistle and a stony glance, "Shut it, woman, and read." His grip tightened on your thigh. Those pools of blue and stern tone sent another jolt through you; god, if only he knew what he did to you. Like you were hypnotized, you opened the book, still very aware of your aching womanhood. He kissed your neck, his chest vibrating with amusement.

"Good girl," he murmured in your ear.

You were wrapped around his finger figuratively, and you craved to be literally, too. As you began to read aloud again, his hand smoothed over your thigh and landed right where you wanted it. He glided a finger up and down that sacred site, stopping on your clit and rubbing tiny circles there. Involuntarily, you arched up into his hand, and his name fell off your lips in a moan, your focus tearing away from the printed words at your hands. Then he stopped, taking away that sweet attention you loved so much.

"Shhh...Keep going;" his voice was low and deep, and he kissed down your neck to your shoulder. He moved his hand back when you started again; it was the most fluent you'd ever read. You don't know how you managed. As soon as you finished the last word on the page, you tossed the book and grabbed Arthur by the hairs on the back of his head, tugging him towards you and tasting him. He groaned and let a finger slip inside of you.

You gasped at the invasion, raising your hips off the ground and tilting into him. Pressing his lips to your ear, he kissed it and whispered mischievously, "You tryin' to get us caught?" You could feel him smile against your ear, and you pulled him to you once more, letting his mouth muffle your sounds of ecstasy.

He loved the way you felt, so velvety, slick, and tight. He teased you, pumping you with just one finger, then lightly circling your clit just to stop and caress you all over. You knew, and he knew, that he could bring you to that peak at any moment, but he didn't want it to be over just yet. He'd dreamed what you felt like for so long, how you'd respond to him, and now that it was reality, he wanted to savor every minute.

You were rocking your hips now, trying to feel any semblance of friction, trying desperately to reach the climax that Arthur kept you right on the edge of.

Then he sank two more large digits inside, making you press your head on his shoulder and squeeze your eyes shut. He waited for you to adjust, kissing your ear and talking you through the girthy new additions. His thumb back on your clit caused a shiver to run down you as you relaxed.

"There you go," he mumbled in your ear, and you knew it wouldn't be long then. His thumb never left, keeping a constant speed and pattern as he worked you. Your stomach burned as that sweet, sweet tension built inside of you. Arthur buried his face in your neck, focusing on bringing you bliss. "That's it, sweet girl. Give it to me."

He groaned along with you as your embrace on his fingers tightened, and your body shuddered. He kept his hand there as you came down, relishing in the way your insides squeezed and released him over and over again. His head spun when he removed his fingers from you; you were so wet, all for him. He'd been so focused on you that the bulge in his pants went unnoticed until now.

Meanwhile, you had replaced your bloomers and smoothed out your skirt, trying to reset after the fireworks behind your eyes had exploded. You giggled, seeing Arthur give attention to his own building arousal. You beamed at him, all cheeky and coy.

"I think I hear Ms. Grimashaw looking for me," you teased, standing and dusting your skirt. His face fell bewildered, and you couldn't look at him in fear that your innocent act would falter. "Gonna have to bed me properly if you want more, Mr. Morgan."

With that, you winked at him and walked away, leaving Arthur with just his hand and imagination to satisfy him. You'd decided to join Hosea at a table, taking a piece of discarded newspaper and reading it yourself. He watched, a proud smile growing on his face. It only took Arthur five minutes to calm himself, reappearing from the treeline with eagle eyes that focused only on you.

Crazed, he approached you, placing a heavy hand on the small of your back before removing it hastily, remembering he was out in the open now. Hosea's eyes shifted between you discerningly. He coughed and gestured to the paper in your hand. "Well, Arthur, it seems you're a better teacher than me, after all." Neither of you caught the hint of amusement in his voice. You patted Hosea's shoulder and stood.

"Thanks, old man. I love reading now. In fact, me and Arthur are gonna go to town right now for some more Penny Dreadfuls. We'll bring you another paper, too."

Arthur perked up at this new suggestion and followed after you, practically tripping over himself as you headed towards his hitched horse. Hosea returned to his newspaper, kicking his feet up and chuckling to himself knowingly. His hunch had been right about you two, after all.

[unabashednightmarepizza]

𝑆ℎ𝑎𝑑𝑜𝑤 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝐵𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝐶ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑖𝑐𝑙𝑒𝑠, 𝑃𝑎𝑟𝑡 3

A/N: I'm so damn happy, adding that It's Ben' bday, that I'll share two parts of this and an oneshot

Tagging: @bloody-mf-bsc, @augustwithquills

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Y/N Y/L/N: There they are, my beautiful girls!🥹💞

My offer is still on, btw 🤭

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User1: He still is very much so in love and ready to fight tooth and nail for her... Even though he is usually a dork 🤣

User8: That one time when Y/N ate what Ben made for her on her birthday, though she had allergies for that one food but didn't tell hım about it, and she had to go to hospital with a terrified Ben on her tail?

User5: OMG I feel bad for laughing! Poor Ben and Y/N... I remember hım saying that he was so scared for her and thought he killed her accidently 🥹😭

User4: And when she was asked why she did it, she just casually said: "What do you mean why? He did it, thinking that I'd like it. I'd drink fucking posion if my man came to me with such thing!"

User3: And Ben Barnes, who is usually so cool, got teary eyed and hugged her thightly and apologized? On live? Even though he doesn't like talking about his life? That's who we stan.

User1: It's almost like we are their children, reminiscing about their past... But I'm jealous because I don't have someone like her in my life

User4: My life would surely be different if I had her in my life, not even as a partner. She just is so effortlessly kind...

Y/N's.dimple: Ben Barnes is living the life we want... We're just little gremlins watching them

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Y/N Y/L/N: Stop making my heart stop with that smile and being cute. Bitch. Who gave you the right? This goes straight to be my New lockscreen.

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User4: Y/N is just our inner voice coming out on social media

User3: Her love is agressive confessions of love, if you aren't gonna put a ring on her finger benbarnes, I will. And I'll do it gladly.

Y/N Y/L/N: Look at hım... So cute, so squeashy, so adorable. He is my handsome babygirl 🥰🤭 (No, I'm not giggling and kicking my feet, the scene would be ruined if I moved the came- Ah, look at that! Suddenly I'm on hım??) Liked by benbarnes

User4: Aight my life didn't matter anyways *dies of cuteness*

User5: I love the way they love each other and show it without caring for anyone, and also how we simp for them 🥹😍❤️

amita_suman: @ user5, you guys aren't alone. We also feel the same way🥹

User7: Ben Barnes is finally being pampered on social media! He finally had his dream come true!

benbarnes.fans: The way she is so soft with others but absolutely a menace with Ben just shows that they are comfortable with each other so much...

User5: And the way he looks at her as she acts like who she really is? All comfortable with him?? I'm crying 🥹😭

User6: You know what's even best? If not for Y/N, we wouldn't have Ben, Amita, Jessie and others.

User3: I swear they all forget their passwords

User2: What's even funnier is that they really do forget their passwords and one time asked her... Y/N literally takes note their passwords and has absolute control over their accounts lol

User3: She wasn't called "the Mommy" for no reason🤣

Y/N Y/L/N: They are all children stuck in grown-up's bodies...It's hard you know? Taking care of them as a single mom😔

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Y/N Y/L/N: Another appreciation post!

1.Here is my lovely harem!

2. Just so you know, she was looking at me! And big applause for dear @ ambercrombachmua for all those amazing makeups! You guys are amazing!

3. That was the last day of shooting... Did they cry? Yes. Did we cry? Also yes. Did I hide in my caravan because I didn't want to see them all cry? Also yes.🥹

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User11: She is so precious, just like a cinnamon roll❤️

User7: love how she didn't forget to include the makeup department. Everyone needs to take a moment and appreciate them.

Y/N Y/L/N: We need to take SEVERAL minutes just to applaud them 👏

User6: Is she the one who did that amazing bloody, unhinged Kaz makeup? Because if so, I hope they are having an amazing day @ Y/N Y/L/N

Y/N Y/L/N: Yes, she was! And what a masterpiece it was...

Hater1: another cheating post!

User3: the fuck is wrong with you? Why are you here again? Go and cry at the corner.

Hater1: I just know that she banged at least one person there behind Ben's back. She doesn't deserve hım.

User3: THAT'S IT! HOW DARE YOU BRING THEM DOWN INTO THIS AND BLAME THEM WITH SUCH THING?! ALL OF THEM SHOWED NOTHING BUT LOVE FOR BOTH OF THEM, AND EVERYONE AND I MEAN EVERYONE WHO HAD EVER MET THEM HOW IN LOVE THEY LOOKED! THEY ARE SUCH SWEET PEOPLE THAT THEY DON'T DESERVE RHIS SHIT! JUST BECAUSE Y/N SHOWS HER LOVE THROUGH SARCASM DOESN'T MEAN SHE DOESN'T LOVE HIM! IF SHE DIDN'T, SHE WOULDN'T HAVE FLIGHT TO THE OTHER PART OF THE PLANET WHEN BEN WAS SICK! GET YOUR SICK BRAIN AND GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM THEM AND DON'T RUIN THEIR HAPPINESS!

User7: Sis, here is your crown, you dropped it 〈⁠(⁠•⁠ˇ⁠‿⁠ˇ⁠•⁠)⁠-⁠→👑

benbarnes: and who do I deserve more than her? You?

User5: our dad hit the nail so nice! Well-said dad, hand them their ass! FANS ASSEMBLE TOGETHER!

benbarnes: I didn't say anything because my girlfriend wanted me to not do anything harsh, but now I'm happy to tell you that by disrespecting my love and me like that, you signed your doom. Enjoy your new hell.

User6: You know It's dead-ass serious when her man gets involved... I wanna see that hater cry.

User9: there is just something with the way Ben defended Y/N that... I can't just get out of my head.

User6: This is what a Man is, girls. Take notes and don't settle down for any less!

User7: The way she just doesn't share the others in the second one... Girl, do you hate the men of the cast?😂

User4: I heard that she actually loves them all so much *whispers slowly*

Y/N: Ahh, here is my secret out in the wild... there is another fanpage dedicated to them, they just don't know it

Kittheyounger: I knew you liked others than Luke! This is the best day of my life! Guys, you don't know how it feels like to be bullied and slapped by your own director😭 Someone who is supposed to love you and care for you, be there when you need and help you...

Y/N Y/L/N: Kit, your inner Jesper is showing itself again and I aint your mama

kittheyounger: what language is that?!

Y/N Y/L/N: American English, you Brit! Not that you would understand... and don't you dare spit your venom at my precious Luke and David...

User8: DOES THAT MEAN HE COMES BACK?! PLEASE I NEED IT!

User8: Y/N, THE PRETTIEST MOST SUCCESFULL WOMAN? I AM ON MY KNEES PLEASE WHERE ARE YOU?!

User2: Bro is desperate lol @ user8

User5: This further proves that, yes Jessie is the favourite one

User3: but look at her and that little scrunch if her nose! How could she not be?🤭🥰

Y/N Y/L/N: another one who understands my point... One day, everyone will ✊🥹

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Y/N Y/L/N: Same, sis, same...✊🥹

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benbarnes: One day, love... Just one day of you not sharing any "memes" about me.

Y/N: But... But they are cute 👉👈 And you are so... Hot. And mine.

benbarnes: the real thing is sitting next to you and you are giggling at your phone??

Y/N Y/L/N: But... But I have to look at your younger pictures. You aged like fine wine and I'm this 🤏 close to just jump on you and...you know what I mean.

benbarnes: Okay, that's enough internet for you today 😑😳🫠

User9: Y/N just realized how hot her man is and now she uses every chance to tease hım and I'm living for it

User6: Like we always say: Live, laugh and love Y/N and her sense of humor

Y/N Y/L/N: It's the same as Gen-Z humour really. There are young people working for me, and they tell me the most bizarre stories ever like... how are you all still alive??

User8: Ben is just so done yet also in love with her that he just can't say no to her 🥹❤️

User9: Her captions are just killing me 🤣 By the way is that hater fine? If not, I can just... talk to her like a civil person🔪

User5: I heard user3 handed that person their ass from DMs so bad that they erased their account lol

User9: Good for her! That shit never gave up on picking on our parents, someone had to show them our power

User12: The way Ben defended her tho😳 I bet my ass dad is planning homicide and I'd gladly help. FOR OUR MOTHER!

user7: by the way they had been all over each other in stories and post... They are probably having a hot session or something 👐

User3: Thank you all for your support! I was just so angry at them for saying such things about probably the nicest people on this Planet! They saved me, and many others, without even knowing, Y/N is the sweetest soul ever with how she supports and is there for everyone who wants her help and she ABSOLUTELY doesn't deserve to get hate!

Y/N Y/L/N: I can actually cry, I'm so grateful to have fans like you 🥹

Y/N.Fanpage: PLEASE DON'T CRY I CAN'T BEAR IT-

User12: Girlie pop Y/N also had a crush on Caspian, best Info I had today 😌

User5: The way Y/N just knows her man and how he aged is so mood

User3: Considering she also tried to jump on his bones... Also a mood

User2: girl, did something happen today? @ Y/N Y/L/N Usually she isn't that mushy... Not that I have a complaint.

amita_suman: @ user2 no, except one of the workers we absolutely loathe flirting with him shamelessly in front of her 😒

freddycarter1: and her absolutely roasting her so bad that she quit... And us planning our revenge 🤭

archierenaux3: No one messes with our parents!😡

Y/N Y/L/N: I apologize for the inconvenient shit I'll be right now but... Did the FUCKING Nicki Minaj just... Like my post?

User5: Opps, we lost her again...

benbarnes: Indeed we did... She is blasting her songs inside the house right now.

[dipplinduo]

You posted a buncha asks games so hopefully this'll make sense;

🌻

Writing; 1

Character; 23

💚🩵

🥐

(Context: This ask game, this ask game, and this ask game lol)

🌻 ⇢ tag someone you appreciate but don't talk to on a regular basis

@heytheredahlia @jazzymarie1006 @esp3onsol @morganite25 @blazestar0525 @blazefirefox @crystalitecloudie @woolooisineffable @suguaotruther (Okay there are honestly so many others I could tag, I appreciate a lot of you!)

🥐 ⇢ name one internet reference that will always make you laugh 

Too long for me to copy/paste but you can see it for yourselves here

1. An excerpt of your writing that makes you smile

Two come to mind immediately! :)

Bet You'll Fall in Love With Me, Chapter 2:

Carmine yanked the string of the light switch - it was the only light left that had the room glowed in a warm yellow, and now, it was pitch black in the room.

She was alone with Drayton, under the covers, in a pitch black room.

“C’mere,” he mumbled. 

Carmine exhaled her jitteriness and rested down beside Drayton. As her eyes adjusted to the darkness, she could make out the outline of his face. And…?

How did she notice this now, but not earlier?

Her thumb had mindlessly wandered to the corner of Drayton’s mouth. She propped her knuckles against his jaw as she gently scratched away remnants of toothpaste. Her thumb was moved as she felt the sensation of him smile as he continued to mumble. What seemed like two hunks of tiny metal that laid against the ear opposing his tattoo glistened as a consequence of the dim, bright green light of Drayton's digital clock on the other side of the room. He had gotten his ear pierced, too, it seemed. 

Drayton stayed in place as Carmine dusted off the side of his lip. “Taking care of me?”

“You had toothpaste on the corner of your mouth.” Carmine explained. 

“Mhm. Thanks.” He sounded like he was fighting to stay awake, but then his arms coiled around her and pulled her closer. Carmine instinctively placed her hands against his chest in the sudden, unexpected movement. She had almost expected as much - he was too sleepy for whatever he had drummed up earlier, but he was going to hold her now. 

She didn’t know what to say, but she wanted to say something. 

Drayton spoke first, though, and his hands stroked up against her ribcage. “Are you comfortable?” 

“Y-yeah.”

“Okay, good. Let me know if you wanna move. I’ve never cuddled with anyone before, so…” he trailed.

“You haven’t?!” Her voice was suspended in shock, and perhaps she spoke too loudly considering his state.

“Mhmm.”

“How? Haven’t you been with a ton of girls?”

His voice was raspy as it dipped into his fatigue. “This is more intimate to me than something like hooking up. Same with the date, too. I’ve never been on a date before. But it was kind of fun pretending I had my first girlfriend for the day.” 

N…never? First?

Carmine’s head started to swirl, and she nearly missed the next thing Drayton had said.

“I’m sorry we didn’t go out to eat, though. I know it's what you wanted to do. I hope it wasn’t too crummy of a first date for you.”

He was speaking tenderly, and it had just as much of an effect on her as his crazy, showboat proclamations. The Butterfrees inside of her began to dance again as she sickly entertained a newfound comfort. 

She was so worried about her inexperience - so ruffled up by it. But in some ways, he was inexperienced too.

And he chose to give her what she wanted, despite holding a twisted power over her.

He had this power over her, and yet he...

The craving she had earlier washed over her. She wanted to move past her fears - fears that she was inadequate, that'd she do something wrong. She wanted to follow her desires and reach to him again.

Her hands trembled as she inched closer. She paused to test her confidence, and Drayton caressed up and down her arm after she shifted the placement of one of her hands on the base of his neck. Carmine felt more heat rising to her face as he breathed a grin, and she moved forward to push through the sensation as she wrapped both of her arms around his neck. “I-it wasn’t. I had a good time. And…I’m sorry about the Bewear again.” 

She felt the weight of the entire room draw in on her. She had done it. 

Now how would her bravery get stomped on?

Drayton huffed a laugh as he rested his chin on top of her head, just as he did earlier in the day. “That pokemon really suits you. Adorable but deadly." He paused. "Carmibear,” he dubbed.

Relief crashes into her, and her tired heart was giving out after working nonstop. “I guess…” she grumbled. 

He was making this easy.

A breathy chuckle escaped Drayton’s lips as he squeezed her. “Goodnight, princess.”

It felt so terrifying, so electrifying, and yet...

so

easy.

Carmine sighed, hoping to ease her roaring chest as she nuzzled into the peculiar safety of Drayton's. 

“Goodnight,” she muttered, returning the squeeze of the embrace. 

Ending to A Sugary Sweet Kiss (Oneshot):

Kieran didn’t get what she was saying at all, but she slammed him with a request to have the very picnic they were on now before he could ask for clarification. And how on Earth could he say no to THAT, even if she just wanted to hang out as friends?? 

And now his failure was here to mock him. 

She clearly didn’t know what Applin trades meant, still. She was just being nice, returning the favor. 

Kieran deflated in his defeat - he had definitely lost to the friendzone. He covered his eyes as he felt his eyes start to sting, his chest feeling crushed into bits.

This was hurting more than he thought.

The bright light of the sun blinded him as Juliana pried his hand from his face. He almost jerked, but her other hand had wrapped around his face and held it firmly. Something was blurring into his vision and growing big- 

“Mwah!” 

Kieran felt Juliana’s lips tenderly press into his cheek. Her golden touch lit up everything inside him as his eyes shot open with shock. His mind was swirling in utter confusion as she pulled back. He looked into her starry eyes, but his jaw was dropped to the ground. He was paralyzed, ditsy, and beyond bewildered. 

Kieran tried his best to vocalize anything. ANYTHING. “Wh-wh-...”

Wowzers.

Juliana giggled again - this time more high-pitched and slightly unnerved. She nuzzled into his shoulder and apologized. She was shrieking into him before his eyes, “I’m s-sorry, was that too fast? I can go more slow if you want…”

“M-more slow?” Kieran repeated, still lost in his daze. 

He almost wanted to punch himself to test if he was truly awake. 

She just kissed me! She just kissed me on the cheek! Am I dreaming?!

Juliana started again, meekly, “Y-yea-”

Kieran finally had a jolt of energy, and he expended it all at once. He twisted around and grabbed her by the shoulders, and blurted out his next thought in a blinded fury, “Do you kiss all your friends' cheeks?!”

Juliana’s face twisted up in perplexion. “Wha-? Why would I do that?”

“You just-!” Kieran couldn’t even finish the thought. His entire face felt piping hot - he must be so red…

She had sent him entirely into overdrive - he couldn’t think right, he couldn’t see right, he couldn’t feel anything but that KISS. His heart leapt up to his throat and climbed out of him - it spilled out all over everything at once as he stumbled over his words. 

“B-because! Y-you’re kissin’ mine! And I just can’t, Juliana, I can’t! Be friends anymore! I like you TOO dang much, it makes my head spin! And I just wanna make ya’ mine forever - no one else!” 

As Juliana’s eyes widened, Kieran felt his own do the same. But the damage was already done, he might as well double down since he was ripping the band-aid off. 

He grabbed her hands and clasped them together, then hunkered down within them and dropped his head to the ground. He let everything pour out of him all at once, every gallon of feeling inside of him crashing waves that emptied each bottled up part of him. 

“I know ya’ probably don’t look at me like that, but I really, really, really do like ya’ so, SO much! So…” he huffed and squeezed her unflinching, still hands, then spoke more calmly as he caught his breath, “So if there’s any part of you that just wants to …give me a chance… I promise I’d try really hard. I know I’ve messed up so much with us, but you are everything I adore and more, and just, i-if you don’t feel the same way-”

“Kieran.” 

Juliana’s tone cut through him like a dagger, he was crashing down hard. Nothing could prepare him for the rejection that was about to tear him apart. 

Juliana peeled away at his barriers once more to face him directly - and a part of him almost wanted to be immovable. But she could get anything she’d want out of him, even if it meant…well, this. 

His face was twisting up and he was trying his best to hold himself together as her kind eyes met his. 

If you’re nice to me when you let me down, this might just make things worse.

“Kieran uhh, we’re already on a date?” 

Kieran shot up.

“WHAT.”

“You…didn’t know?” Juliana was covering her own mouth now - unfair. 

And this time she was definitely trying not to laugh at him!

“Wh-wh-” Kieran felt himself spazzing about and glitching like his Porygon-Z, “Since when was this a date?!”

“Since I asked you out, after you confessed to me?!”

Kieran’s mouth opened, but Juliana cut him off as the color of her face started to match his own. “Y-you did confess to me, right? With the Applin?!” 

“I-YES, BUT…h-how did you know if you didn’t?!”

Juliana shot up closer to him, almost crawling into his lap. His arms caught hers out of reflex, “Penny told me! I thought you meant…!”

This was a dream.

“I DID…BUT!” 

“But what?!”

There was NO way…

“But…I! I didn’t ask you out the right way!” 

Juliana’s fists balled up as her own face contorted in ways he hadn’t seen before. “I asked you out, Kieran! This is a Valentine’s Day date! S-so, will you-?”

Kieran closed the distance between himself and the beautiful girl before him - he felt a gusting rush of an all-time high. He was confident now, confident for the first time he had ever felt about something. It was a feeling he thought he had once before, but it wasn’t meshed with a desire to win or conquer. It was meshed with a desire to love.

He crashed his lips against hers, but eased into a gentle kiss as she kissed back and cupped her hands around his face. He pulled back a moment later, leaving Juliana breathless. He almost felt kind of bad - he must’ve stolen her breathing away from her in the heat of the moment, but…it was worth it. 

Her hands were still on him, and he rested his on her own. Kieran breathed into their shared air, then looked her in the eye with all the love he could finally start to express. 

“Will you…be my Valentine?” He fought a stutter to convey his question, “A-and my girlfriend?” 

Somehow, he nearly fumbled his request anyway.

He was almost tugged by his self-deprecation again, but then she huffed out a magical laugh. Kieran couldn’t help but grin wildly.

“Yes. Of course. Now eat your cookie.” 

💚: one million dollars. for you.

omg I'd love this. I could write for forever :')

🩵: you are amazing and i love you /p

Awww! Thank you!! <33

[aspecriddler]

THEE Guide to Not Being a Punk Poser

Hey, so if you're reading this, you may or may not be looking to get into the punk scene, and you also may or may not be at a total loss on where to start

Well fear not! I am here with this little introduction post on how to Not Be A Poser (title pending)

FIRST UP: The Ideals

When it comes to the ideals of alternative subcultures, this graphic by @theygender (hope the tag is ok, lmk if it isn't) is the best summary I've ever seen

And if you're like me, you're solidly on the line between punk and grunge, but leaning just a bit more punk. This is fine /gen

Punk is about community. Punk is about fighting for a better future. Punk is about doing no harm and taking no shit. Punk is about looking out for the underdog. If you don't embody these values then you're not punk. The ideology of Punk is, in my opinion, the most important part of the subculture

But if you've been doing your research you already knew that. Now let's get into what a lot of people call the fun stuff: the music and the fashion

SECOND: The Music

There are a Lot of different subgenres of punk music, the most famous being punk rock and folk punk. I subscribe more to punk rock because I really enjoy fast music

Bands to look for include: Sex Pistols, Dead Kennedys, Pansy Division, Dog Park Dissidents, Cheap Perfume, Mommy Long Legs, Gang Green, The Germs, Rage Against the Machine, G.L.O.S.S., X-Ray Spex, The Cramps, Circle Jerks, Crass, Limp Wrist, and Pure Hell

Of course there's a lot more but those are some staples plus some of my personal favorites. You can find my personal punk playlist here

Overall the sound is Loud and it is Angry. There are many songs about killing cops and hating capitalism and it fucks. If you like funky basslines, sick ass drums, angry yelling, and shredding guitars this music is for you

PART THREE: The Fashion

Okay, okay, I had to save the quote unquote best for last. Imo the fashion of punk is the most diy out of almost any other subculture

Literally anything you can get your hands on can become fashion. Steal what you can, pick up shit off the side of the road, and if you can't/don't know how to do something get a friend in the scene to either teach you or commission them or something

Brands? The fuck is that, the only brands you need to know are Rit fabric dye, goodwill, etsy (sometimes), your local craft store, and a good spike maker (I don't deal with spikes currently so I have no good resources for them, so other punks feel free to chime in!)

Want cool metal shit? Take apart cans and turn them into spikes. Take a lighter apart and use those metal bits. Steal safety pins from walmart.

Want/need to sew something? Yarn and a tapestry needle if you can't get/don't want to use dental floss. When sewing patches do a straight stitch around followed by a hobo stitch around again and that shit will stay forever. Alternatively pin patches on with safety pins, this works pretty well in a pinch

Fabric paint is your best friend!!! Start with a white base layer and the colors will be much more vibrant. Don't think you have painting skills? Doesn't matter, you're punk and you have the audacity to wear whatever you make with pride

Invest in a leather jacket. I don't mean in terms of money, I got mine at goodwill for ten bucks. But it will change your life. I recommend getting two: one to keep plain and one to diy. Also flannels are good for diy and can also be made into vests for warm weather very easily.

Both of these flannels I decorated myself in a matter of hours. If I can do it, so can you

Also! When you cut the sleeves off of a flannel you can use the extra fabric to make diy pockets :3

PART FOUR: Community and Conclusion

So this is kind of my close out section lol

I'm not sure what kind of discord communities exist for true punk culture, so if anyone has one they wanna promote feel free

Do some research on local punk bands in your area, get your friends together and diy outfits for a concert, or just to wear. The world is your punk oyster, and as long as you or other people aren't getting hurt you can do whatever you want forever

Plz use this post to find other punks so we can start gaining more community (I'm totally not desperate lol)

[yunalinwrites]

jjk fics i'll never write (but maybe you will!)

i have a bunch of fic ideas i dont think i'll ever get to bc saved by the bell is taking rlly long and i don't have a lot of time (╥﹏╥)

i still wanna see them come to life tho so i think im just gonna throw them out there for anyone who wants to use lol

idk maybe ill write these eventually but even in that case im not gonna stop anyone else from using them as well

go ahead and alter however u like, but tag me if u use!! im letting u peek in my brain >:)

and even if ur not a writer these can just b like imagination prompts for when u go to bed LMAO

"love is work" - nanami kento x reader

summary: title is self-explanatory tbh--the idea that nanami kento views love as work could be applied to any scenario. but, i think it would be interesting for the reader to be the person he meets at the bakery. maybe the bakery is a family business, so the reader's work is literally driven by familial love. although, im not sure if that means they agree or disagree with nanami about love being work.

alternatively, the reader could be a co-worker of nanami's.

conflicts/themes:

serving oneself vs. serving others

what makes love/work worth it?

"meet cute" - fushiguro megumi x reader

there are so many canon strangers to lovers opportunities with megumi lol.

like, being the person "hitting on" (asking for directions from) fushiguro during that one juju stroll.

or the person getting robbed and saved by the 1st year crew, also from juju stroll. (also applicable for yuji and nobara x reader)

there's also the light novel chapter where megumi and yuji stalk gojo at a maid cafe, so maybe the reader works at the maid cafe, and the very stoic but handsome megumi catches their eye. this scenario could also be applicable to yuji x reader or gojo x reader.

there's also an original scenario i was thinking of cuz megumi likes reading (specifically non fiction) so what if the reader was a worker at a book store or a librarian. maybe they know about sorcery already because they read a non-fic book about it and recognize his uniform when he walks in.

also i haven't seen a megumi x tsumiki's friend!reader, esp considering that one girl when tsumiki is confronting megumi about bullying lol. this one could have an interesting conflict bc that girl urged tsumiki to do the test of courage that ended up getting her cursed! so then how would megumi deal with his love interest (the reader) also being the person somewhat at fault for his sister's demise?

not a meet-cute prompt but generally i think it would b interesting in any megumi fic for gojo to be a conflict. like, as megumi's father figure, he doesn't want megumi to end up like him and suguru, so he's very hesitant about letting megumi fall in love with someone since "love is the most twisted curse of them all." but i think in the end, he might realize that love/the reader is exactly what will stop megumi from turning into suguru, so gojo ends up giving the reader his blessing.

"sugar makes blood thicker" - geto suguru x reader

tw: spoilers for gojo's past/hidden inventory/star plasma vessel/premature death arc, angst, DARK CONTENT, self-destructive behaviors, self-harm, eating disorders

summary: reader is a student at jujutsu high in 2006, alongside geto and gojo. reader is from the kamo clan and uses blood manipulation. they've been taught to keep a very strict diet to optimize the viscosity of their blood. just like how geto hates the taste of cursed spirits, reader hates the taste of their diet. they fall in love with each other, because they've finally met someone that makes them feel understood.

if you want to go even darker, the reader's technique may involve cutting (kind of like marie from gen v)

conflicts/themes:

what's the point of fighting for a world that's done nothing for you in return? ("what has the world done for me lately?")

sugar makes blood thicker, which i can imagine is harder to control for a blood manipulation user

gojo satoru is the opposite of the reader: he eats however he pleases, which includes lots of sweets, so it's hard for the reader to be around him/doesn't like him. as a result, it's also hard for geto to have to pick sides between his best friend and the reader

ending: canon ending; geto chooses reader over gojo; they turn evil and run away together with nanako and mimiko. although it could also be interesting for geto to choose gojo over the reader, or if there's somehow a happy ending for everyone here.

I have no title for this one but gojo x megumi's older sister reader

self-explanatory. during the 2006 arc, after gojo kills toji. they raise megumi together <3

"if only i could go back" - any character x reader

summary: this is pretty self-indulgent lol this one's for everyone who wants to heal everyone's trauma and just have a happy ending lmao. i had this idea of the reader either being a sorcerer or a curse who has the power to grant one wish but in doing so sacrifices themselves (they die). so, obviously, they're in high demand by everyone:

megumi wants to heal his sister

gojo wants to bring suguru back

geto wants to rid the world of non-sorcerers

toji wants his wife back

shoko wants her friends back

etc

some situations the reader may find themselves in are being held at the school so that nobody can use their power unless absolutely necessary. or maybe they were captured by the curse users.

technicalities about the reader's power: they can't grant their own wish, but they have full autonomy over whose wish they can grant, meaning the only way that someone could get their wish granted is through befriending and persuading the reader.

conflicts/themes:

characters having to choose between their wish (which kills the reader) and their fondness of the reader (wanting the reader to stay)

will they truly be happy if their wishes are granted?

how does the reader feel about being the method of people's desires but not actually being the desire?

***

alr im done yapping

[ginevrastilinski-ocs]

Narnia OCs Time!!

It's the my Narnia's babies time! Since it seems like we're all in this mood, I thought it was a good moment to introduce them! (Special thanks to @andromedalestrange and @randomestfandoms-ocs for some fcs, I was getting crazy so thank you darlings!)

Also two little things I feel the need to tell: it's been a while since the last time I read the Chronicles (so don't yell at me pls) and! My ocs are going to be a "fusion" of the books and the movies (Like, taking my favourite things from both and changing what I don't like... Susan not returning at all for example lmao) And! It's me finding a different way to make almost all of them immortal/ageless/slow-aging bc I want them being in more than one movie/book lmao

Last thing, I'm gonna to explain so little about their plot/vibes/actual things so if you wanna know more about some specific ocs feel free to send an ask, I can't wait to talk about them more 🥺

Tagging my Narnia besties @daughter-of-melpomene @come-along-pond @dancingsunflowers-ocs bc I think they would enjoy this (tell me if I didn't have to 🥺)

Nevan Dair - basically Powerful Boy so The White Witch kidnapped recruted him as her little puppet right-hand man (yep, he's a child and there's a lot of manipulation here); meets Edmund and goes on full "I'm going to murder for you" so betrays Jadis; basically immortal (but not really, it's complicated) for the spark inside him; looks like they would kill you is actually a cinnamon roll vibe; Edmund Pevensie ship FC: Kit Young

Margaret "Magpie" Kirke - Digory Kirke's granddaughter; lives with her grandpa bc oopsie dead parents; enters in Narnia with the Pevensie sibs (and becomes a Queen of Narnia actually); will come back once again with them (and the third time she'll stay in Narnia lol); Peter Pevensie & Prince Caspian ship FC: Florence Pugh

Elizabeth "Liz" Pevensie - Edmund's twin sister; one of the ruler of Narnia along side her sibilings; will also be the Last Queen before the destruction of Narnia alongside Aine; Aine Meraxes ship FC: Maisie Williams

Verena Mars - Narnian noble, fights against the White Witch, meets the Pevensie sibs, during their reign her and Susan fall in love; when they come back to the Human World Aslan doesn't let her follow them so she finds a way to become "ethereal"/ageless to wait Susan's come back (is ready to kill Aslan anyone that comes in her way of having her happy ending); basically I'm all we supports women rights and wrongs; Susan Pevensie ship ovb FC: Hailee Steinfeld

Arjuna - The White Witch descendant, semi immortal due the Silver Apple her mother ate; will eventually bretray her mother for saving the kids she befriended; Peter Pevensie ship FC: Freya Allan

Avaluna Lohan Kirke - baby born under the Golden Age; wants to visit the Human World so searches the Door the Pevensie arrived with; basically finds it when they found the Lamp-post so she leaves with them and is now stuck in the Human World; gets adopted by Digory Kirke bc how do you explain it to anyone else?; Lucy ship FC: Elle Fanning

Aine Meraxes - princess of a little independent reign on a Isle on the borders of Narnia; they have dragons lol; the Long Winter didn't get there bc a Coven protects it; gets called for help against the White Witch; is a witch herself; uses a similar spell the White Witch used on Charn after the Golden Age ends; will eventually be the Last Queen of Narnia alongside Liz; Liz Pevensie ship FC: Milly Alcock

Killian Evada - leader of a secret organization that plots against the White Witch; turns out that is actually a human that found Narnia; comes back on Earth with the Pevensie sibs; Edmund Pevensie ship FC: Thomas Brodie Sangster

Shivani - world traveller (basically is born with the power of yellow and geen rings); comes from a world that was destroyed before Narnia was born and has lived for non-specified time in the Wood Between The Worlds; the time there made them kind of immortal; ship TBD FC: Jessie Mei Li

Amaranta Ira - High Witch of Narnia (at least she should be); her ancestors used to be the Second In Command of Narnia's Army before the Age of Winter; became basically the Narnian version of a vigilante during the White Witch's reign lmao; (will probably be with the Pevensie when they come back so she is stuck in England for a long time); Caspian and/or Edmund ship FC: Amita Suman

Leocadius Thorne - comes from a family of librarians basically; actually, keepers of the list of every Narnian Ruler since the beginning of everything; no plot just vibes ship TBD FC: Isaac Hempstead Wright

Merletta of Narnia - Aslan's priestess; just a little bit of plot, mainly vibes; ship TBD (but maybe Lucy Pevensie) FC: Ceara Coveney

Neera Merwyna - siren and pirate (sort of); no plot just vibes; Prince Caspian ship FC: Halle Bailey

Fitzroy Mahogany - Narnian noble? this is literally "I just vibe with this fc but I have no plot, might scrap them but until then..."; ship TBD (Peter?) FC: Douglas Booth

[left-for-carrion]

blog tags:

roach's mutt - stuff about me being a mutt/petplay

roach's angel - stuff about me being an angel

roach's god - stuff about me being a god/my worshippers

roach's scars - my own cutting stuff, please block this tag if you don't wish to see that sort of thing

roach's rambles - just random stuff not particularly kink related

roach's doctor - med kink stuff

roach's stalker - stalking fantasy stuff

roach's robot - robotic kink stuff

roach's killer - gore/snuff stuff. block if you don't want to see that

DNI:

Minors, please don't get me arrested dudes

Pro-contact zoophiles [petplay/people who identify as animals are welcome]

Pro-contact pedophiles [ageplay, fauxcest welcome]

People who sexualize disorders they don't have

RadFem

Homophobes/LGBTQ+ophobes

Transphobes

Anti-therian/anti-kin

Zionists

People who support Israel/Are against Palestine

!Warning!

This blog is fucking heavy, sh, gore, stalker stuff, ect. exists here.

Don't like, don't look. Don't say I didn't warn you. Buzz off if you don't wanna be friends or exist peacefully with me.

There is self-harm thrown throughout this, though nothing from minors. If I reblog something made by a minor and you notice, please tell me. I have no wish to interact with minors. And I do self harm myself, so there will be pictures of that. If you don't want to see that and still wanna interact, block the tag: roach's scars

I will continuously edit this, so always check if there's something you wanna know or feel free to ask, I don't bite [without permission]

I'm Roach on this blog, usually Opium on anon. If you came looking and see this, hi, you found me <3

I'm the god of mutilation of the self and others, your angel [if you want] and a mutt that needs to be put down.

I'll put the rules and tags for that below once I've made a post for how to handle those. Ask things if you've encountered me before I've made it, I promise I won't get grumbly-

I'm really off-putting and aware of it, just not sure how to fix it, I apologize :']

Figured I should make an about me post, so here goes:

I use it/its only, agender, pansexual, poly

Not dating anyone and open to anyone even if I am. [Although, if you want me all to yourself, you better tell me quick <3]

I'm mainly T4T, but not exclusively

Sometimes a mutt [Kin/Complex]

Sometimes a God [Kin/Complex]

Sometimes an angel [Kin/Complex]

Always open to roleplay

Fantasy/Scene stalker [CNC]

An absolute slut for fighting kinks <3

Feel free to bring up a kink and ask, I'm into so much that it's really hard to list all of them :']

I do do pictures/nudes, only in PMs and with people I genuinely trust. Earn them <3

I have ADHD, BPD, severe anxiety, and several undiagnosed things. I am nonverbal irl.

I'm a service dom, which means anything I do is tailored for you, and idk what kind of sub I am, I don't get to sub much because I get too anxious to ask lol. I power bottom most of the time, but I also like topping. I don't bottom when I sub unless we've worked up to that level.

Kinks list: [Faves in bold] [Not complete, anything not in dni is open]

Fighting/Arena/Ring

Worship

Cannibalism

Petplay

Robot/Objectum*

Medical

Intoxication

Fauxcest

Public

Role reversal

Overstimulation

Edging

Piss, anything related to piss

Stalker/Stalking

Woundfucking

Snuff

Body modification

CNC [The word rape is allowed, I don't personally use it much however]

Object Insertion

Knife Play

I'm open to anything not in my dni's, so feel free to send me whatever, this is just what I could think of. I'll probably add to it over time.

I do participate in fandom, I know I know, so disappointing, so occasionally I reblog/talk about things from:

Hannibal NBC

Ultrakill

i'll add more later my mind is blank

*With Objectum, I'm into almost anything mechanical, and any range of Robot, but I'm also into Plushies. So, Plushophilia.

[cyberpunkaddict]

Gush About Your OC.

Rules.

💙 Post 5 facts about your OC. 💙 Open the latest section of #cyberpunk 2077 tag and reblog 5 posts of people you don’t follow, giving them nice tags. 💙 Tag 5 people to spread the game.

Tagged by @katsigian @vvystic @chilljustacat @dreamskug @spicyraeman & @wraithsoutlaws Ty guys! 💕

Facts about everyone's fave cop, Villiam, below:

Law and Order.

Villiam has a strong sense of justice. He's been through a lot of shit as a poor street kid and seen things no one should ever see. He reached his tipping point when he witnessed a cop offing a child in front of their parents, for amusement. This is why he joined the force. He wanted to change things. He had no idea how to do that, but he had to start somewhere.

After fighting for many years and rallying people together, the NCPD, civilians and even gangs, he became a voice of solidarity and equity. Because of this he was promoted to Chief of Police by NC mayor Jefferson Peralez in 2089. In 2095 NC celebrated 6 years of an all time low crime rate.

Chooms.

Villiam and River are best friends. River's kind of a mentor for Villiam; considering he's been on the force for years. Sometimes River helps Villiam with work, as an unpaid consultant that is... Ouch...

Songbird, kind of.

Villiam loves to rap and is very good at it, but he does it in private only. Johnny secretly thinks it's very cool, even if he says it makes his brain explode.

Home. The Best Place In The World.

Villiam really loves action movies. He also loves pajamas. Johnny's more into chick flicks, though...

Frack You!

Villiam doesn't swear (not even when rapping). He sees no point in it when you can just use other words...? (His opinion, not mine lol.)

Dunno if ya'll have done this tag already, because I'm posting this very late, but yeah (you don't have to add pics, I just did that because I was bored). No pressure 💙 I'm tagging:

@vforviktor @sammysilverdyne @netripper @morganlefaye79 @cyberneticnipples

If anyone else wanna do the tag I'm tagging you too 💙 @ me so I can get to know your OCs. 💙

[persephones-journey]

Fanfic writer interview

Thank you @errruvande for tagging me in this. *sigh* All right, let's do this...

How many work do u have on AO3? 118..... What's your total AO3 word count? Why are you making me look?.... 2,514,210....

Your top 5 stories by kudos/likes

A Targaryen Heart Set A Blaze

The Tales of The Complete Non-Legend of Yesterday

I Wanna Swim in You

The Irishman and the Ruthless Dove

Fire, Blood, and A Strong Seed

Do you respond to comments? Why or why not? I try to yes. Mostly, from those who I know on here from tumblr or discord, I will. And those who say awesome things, I always try to comment a thanks. Others though.... Yeah, sometimes I just mark the comment as read and move on because I do not need to have a fight in my comment section.... What's the fic you've written with the angstiest ending? Ahhh.... Probably a tie between My House of Stone, Your Ivy Grows, and Now I'm Covered in You and Two Sides of the Same Coin. What's the fic you've written with the happiest ending? Any story that I did not list above lol

Do you write crossovers? Yes. Listen, I need all my disaster sluts in the same place, okay? lol

Have you ever received hate on a fic? Yes. Do you write smut? If so, what kind? So much smut. It's all smut. All of it. lol Have you ever had a fic stolen? Nope, not that I know of. Have you ever had a fic translated? Don't think so. Have you ever co-written a fic before? Not lately lol I did back in the day, years ago, but that friendship ended. I am open to it though. What's your all-time favorite ship? Finan/Sleep... lol What's a WIP that you want to finish but don't think you ever will? My fanfiction.net fics. Sorry, guys, the sequels are not coming *sobs* What are your writing strengths? Hmmm.... dialogue. What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic? It's all right but I always wonder how to fit the translation in lol What's a fandom/ship you haven't written for yet but want to? Good question. I dunno. LOL What's your favorite fic you've written? I.... I dunno lol. I love them all for different reasons, you know. Like, each fic where I build an OC has a tiny part of me in it. So, it's hard to say what I love most about me (nothing lol *cries*). And I do not want this post to get any longer lol

Tagging: anyone who wants to do this

[dandyshucks]

rambling about Guz under the cut hsdhgjkl, CW for abuse and (c)ptsd talk as well as discussion of racism

i've hesitated to say anything about his trauma-caused aggression and anger because i fear it'll be misconstrued by ppl (<- tags on that other post that i'm going off of bc i wanna ramble abt it)

he's not Scary or Violent or Mean. i mean maybe other ppl might view him that way, he might come across that way if you don't know him well, but like.... its trauma. if you were physically abused as a child... yeah. youre gonna come out of that with issues that won't be pretty. you're not going to be the Perfect Victim. you are going to have symptoms and reactions and whatnot that are ugly and difficult and upsetting and hard-to-be-around sometimes.

I am really aware and cautious of the stereotype where many men of colour (mainly black men, but this also includes indigenous men and some other men of colour) are portrayed as being Big and Aggressive, so I have avoided getting anywhere near that, especially since I made the decision to change Guz's skintone in my portrayal of him (which I'm not going to get into, at least rn, but that decision was carefully thought out as well for me). So I always get a bit worried that IF I show any of that side of his trauma, it is going to come off the wrong way.

When I look at him being angry and aggressive in any way, I'm coming at it from the perspective of "this is a man who was a child who was abused and beaten, and he's grown up being taught he needs to Fight, that he needs to be scary in order to be safe, and he is very afraid in a way that translates to anger because that's the way he learned to deal with that emotion." And then we (Guz and co) figure out how to work with that, how to start unravelling all the trauma that's packed into that behaviour, how to start unlearning those reactions and begin working on new ways of Being. He's got a safe environment now, where the people he's around genuinely care about him, where he doesn't have to scare the people around him in order to be respected and safe. Plumes and the squad love him, and Junebug loves him, and he doesn't want to hurt any of them. He also doesn't want to continue that cycle of abuse, doesn't want the grunts or anyone else to feel afraid of him like he was afraid of his dad, nor does he want any of the grunts to feel like they have to be aggressive to be safe in the world.

I'm also aware of the fact that I have white skin even if I am indigenous lol, and the little white-skinned partner appearing to be the "uwu soft niceys" one in the relationship with the big "aggressive" man with brown skin is uhhhh a really fucking awful look! really fucked up! And it's not something I'm interested in presenting to the world, even if it's just in this small circle of the internet. That's a really fucked up dynamic to be putting out there without context lmao.

Anyways, so even if Guz has that shit going on, I'm very careful with how I present it and aware of how it might come across, and if I ever step over any lines, people are more than welcome to holler at me and let me know I've fucked up!

Currently, I figure he was working on shit for a while before my self-insert came along (this is not a case of "i will fix you all by myself" because again... my white skin makes it look like white saviorism, plus I do not think thats a very interesting dynamic for me personally anyways lol, you gotta be putting in a bit of work yourself for me to stick around very long and help you out), and then Junebug showing up was just another motivational force to keep working on his shit. Guz has a good group of people around him and Junebug is just kind of a bonus in the situation. He'd be putting in the work either way, but they're just a little extra boost for him.

I think he’ll always have a bit of a tendency to react with the fight instinct rather than flight or freeze in situations where he is genuinely terrified and doesn’t have time to think through a reaction, but all of the rest of it improves. It’s amazing what a person can change about the way their brain is wired with enough time and effort and support!

[phoebe-delia]

My Year in Fic (so far)

I have at least a couple more fics to go until I'm done this year, but I wanna do this now. Because. I'm impulsive like that I guess lol. Huge thanks to the legendary @wolfpants for the tag! See Wolf's incredible list here.

If I'm honest I don't feel like I wrote all that much this year. I feel like last year, my writing stamina was much better. But I'm still proud of what I've done so far.

I will not be doing this in any particular order lol. But I have but a * next to the fics I'm particularly proud of. And no-pressure tagging @phd-mama, @lqtraintracks, @basicallyahedgehog, @ihopeyoubothstaysafefromharm, @rockingrobin69, @makeitp1nk, and anyone else who wants to play! Also these are Drarry and Jeddy fics. I tried to make it clear which are the Jeddy fics based on the line lol.

*Just Between Us

It’s subtle, the way the band seamlessly slides into the song, but Draco’s breath catches with the first note of the familiar tune. He twirls the champagne flute in his fingers as he feels tears prickling in the back of his eyes. His heart thrums, trying to keep pace with the rhythm of young love, a dance not forgotten but perhaps too fast, too intense to follow, after everything.

*Daylight: A Collection of Microfics

Phoebe note: this is a collection of Drarry microfics made into a podfic by the incredible @krah18! Read the fics at that link, and/or listen to the podfic—WITH INTERLUDES OF A TAYLOR SWIFT SONG!!!—at this link!

funny how those memories they last

He assumed Teddy was, well, a child. Not some blue-haired, smirking suave sex god with dimples and an endearingly crooked nose who just waltzed into the kitchen with his tight jeans and sweaty shirt and opened the fridge like he lived here, while James stood there in a ratty t-shirt and boxers with snitches on them.

The Real Winner

“You called Rachel Bernstein’s mother a ‘tasteless harpy.’”

“Only after she insulted Lily’s costume! She deserved that and more. I was kind enough to refrain from pointing out that she has a face like a toad.”

Come Back, Be Here

‘By the end of the day on Saturday, exactly four months from now,’ James had said before he’d left. ‘I promise.’

*Goodnight, and Have a Pleasant Tomorrow

The announcer’s voice rang throughout the room. “It’s Weekend Update with Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter!” The words were followed by perfunctory yet enthusiastic applause from the audience. Draco tuned it out, focusing on the cameras that swung easily towards where Harry and he were sitting at the wooden desk.

all i need is you next to me

"That cloud kinda looks like a dick," James said, his head cocked to the side as he squinted up at the periwinkle sky.

Knew It All Along

"Thank you—thank you so much," Draco held the mobile to his ear—grateful the Wizarding world had adopted the Muggle technology so the person on the other end wouldn't see the wild grin on his face. "Yes, I look forward to it. Thank you, again. Alright—yes, you too, goodbye."

*We Like Fighting Most

“I run on spite and Earl Grey, but thanks ever so.”

I'm Only Me When I'm With You

They dated in secret until the day McGonagall announced the Spring Ball, and Harry noticed Marcus Flint chatting up Draco in the Great Hall. Harry saw red, stormed over, and pulled Draco into a heated kiss. He broke away and said, "So we're going to the ball together, right?" Draco's face shifted between shock, fond exasperation, and then amusement. "Yes, of course, Potter."

*the I Knew You mini-series

It’ll be a race to the end, in a contest with no winner.

I’ll see you at the finish line, Harry.

Phases

"Malfoy," he says with a slight nod as he passes me in the corridor.

I choke on nothing, spinning around and watching his retreating back.

"Hi Potter," I whisper to the now empty hallway.

I kick myself the entire way back to my office.

Little Bit of Love

James’s head rested in the crook of Teddy’s neck, and it was everything Teddy could do not to cry with the overwhelming force of affection he felt for the man in his arms. He closed his eyes against the onslaught of it all, the bewilderment at how lucky he was, how fortunate he had to be to get here.

take my hand, wreck my plans

We were at the supermarket, and you were holding a jar in your hand and talking to me, and it hit me with the force of a stunner that there was nowhere else on the planet I'd rather have been at that moment.

*Daylight: A Collection of Microfics

Phoebe note: this is a collection of microfics made into a podfic by the incredible @krah18!

[bluestarjay]

I've been wanting to make this for a little while now,, but I wanna know people's opinions and headcanons on the Hinata family. This is also kinda piggybacking off my last post,, Since we have seen Shoyo's mother, and we've seen Natsu, obviously, but we haven't seen his dad. I've seen a lot of stuff, yk, the regular deadbeat/not in their life, I've seen dead, I've seen divorced, etc. A hc for his dad I've never seen before tho is that he's in like jail or smth, so if anyone finds that interesting, there's that 🤷‍♂️ but I want headcanons for Hinata family angst :333 every time you search for it on here it's just "pov: y/n breaks up with shoyo :(" like no stfu and get out I don't want that,,, Anywhoooo I actually find it interesting where one of, if not both of his parents kinda suck, and I personally think if you were to create a Hinata family angst situation it'd most realistically be like Young Sheldon, in which Shoyo is Missy, fighting for attention, and Natsu is Sheldon. Not because she's smart or anything lol just because she's the baby of the family and she's favored more. I think that would make sense. He loves the attention from his teammates and gets along with players so well because he wants someone to love him. I've heard that there's a light novel where he mentions his dad working really late, which would still make sense and stuff, but tbh idk if that's real. OR OR OR his mom not having any faith in his volleyball skills, begging him not to go to Karasuno because it's so far, telling him not to be disappointed when they lose (out of pure love and concern ofc). Being too busy to go to games because she has to work to provide for him and Natsu, but just assuming they lost because it's Karasuno. A headcanon I have for his mom is that she works from home, but like from really early to really late, just so that she can be at home for Natsu because "shoyo can handle himself". He probably makes dinner for everyone, too, because his mom is so busy with work that she can't cook. He acts childish at school and with his friends because he's treated like an adult at home. And this isn't even meant to be an evil mom situation, yk? It's just that their circumstances are really unfortunate; single mom with two kids, on low income and is unknowingly putting a lot of stress onto her son. But on a lighter note, on the days she has work off, she takes shoyo and natsu to get ice cream!! She does try to be in their lives, like when shoyo brings her her dinner, she asks him how his day was (he says "good" and leaves it at that). He doesn't want to bother his mom, so he rants to his teammates and classmates (who are annoyed by this), and while she does occasionally offer to listen to him rant all about his day or his problems, he declines because she already has so much to do. That would be the main reason it's so unfortunate; he's really humble and kind and doesn't want to be a burden on his hard-working mother, but his mother doesn't try hard enough to be in his life; she asks and doesn't try any harder when he declines, as if it's not obvious he wants to say something, but is holding back. God, this started out about his father, and now it's all about his mom. Anyways! There's not enough angst fics out there, I've looked through every tag, and there's so little. God, I could make so many posts about hinata angst!!

[rhonuscorner]

AO3 Question Tag Game

Shamelessly stolen from @bamsara because I have some time to spare right now and this sounds fun. Not tagging anyone, if you wanna do this too, consider yourselves tagged. I'm tagging you!

1 – How many works do you have on AO3?

As of right now, only 3. I deleted a bunch of them and one has been orphaned.

2 – What's your total AO3 word count?

423,837. The fic that I orphaned a few months ago would've doubled that.

3 – What fandoms do you write for?

Right now, Fnaf. I have also written for Assassin's Creed, Cyberpunk 2077, MCU, DBZ, Dragon Age and The Walking Dead.

4 – What are your top five fics by kudos?

Skip.

5 – Do you respond to comments?

99% of the time, yes. I do forget sometimes but I really wanna show my appreciation to those who take the time to leave a comment by responding and thanking them.

6 – What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Skip, I don't do angsty endings. Angsty stories, absolutely, but the ending has gotta be a happy one.

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

Well considering I've never actually finished a fic this is hard to answer, but for plenty of them I do have endings figured out. Makes it hard to talk about it due to spoilers and what-not.

8 – Do you get hate on fics?

Yeah it's happened. I delete their comments, block 'm and go on with my day, happy in the knowledge that while I'm not perfect, at least I'm not a pathetic troll hiding behind anonymity to make myself feel better ^-^

9 – Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

I used to write a lot of smut, always m/m. It's fairly rare for me to write nowadays but I'm not ruling it out.

10 – Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

None of them have really been all that crazy, some crossovers work out surprisingly well! I love it when they do.

11 – Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Yup.

12 – Have you ever had a fic translated?

Also yup. Most of the time the person behind it asked for permission so I was cool with it, but I've also found a translation or two of that one orphaned fic that was done without my knowing about it.

13 – Have you ever co-written a fic?

All of my work is co-written (with the exception of one CP2077 one-shot and my current DCA AUs). I am big on one-on-one fandom RP, I love building a story with someone else and have our characters interact. It's one of my favorite things to do. Still hoping to find a someone to write DCA stories with one day.

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

Impossible to answer.

15 – What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

... all of them.

16 – What are your writing strengths?

Dialogue, both spoken dialogue as well as a character's inner thoughts. Also action/fighting scenes.

17 – What are your writing weaknesses?

Describing surroundings and appearances.

18 – Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

Again the orphaned fic, it had a lot of characters from different countries so while everyone spoke English, those characters did tend to slip every so often. Mostly French and Italian, all done through google translate because I don't speak either lol.

And in most of the DBZ fics I used a fan-made language for saiyans that I borrowed words from.

19 – First fandom you wrote for?

Medabots. This was like... 2001 or something, I finally got access to internet around that time and the first online friend I made I also started writing stories with. Medabots was one of the most popular anime on tv in that time so yeah.

20 – Favorite fic you've written?

Uh... again that's gotta be the orphaned fic. It's certainly the biggest I've ever (co) written and it was a ton of fun as well as the most popular fic I've ever written. And the longest too! At one point in time it was the second longest fic in the entire Assassin's Creed section on AO3. Good times.

[amiwritesthings]

Dear Ami <3

I have a weird ask, because I'm so very interested in other people's writing process--- can you share two (or more) versions of a paragraph (or even a sentence!) from one of your stories that changed (slightly or significantly) between an earlier draft and the final product AND can you tell us a little bit about why you made the choices you made? What makes the edit work? etc.

(Also, feel free to tag some pals to do this as well!) <3 <3

hey hi em!!

thanks for this wonderful ask! unfortunately, i absolutely cannot share anything like that. i don't really draft/redraft/revise so even if I did change anything after writing a story, there is no record of it except my very spotty memory lol for the most part, my first drafts are my final product. i may tinker with word choices when I do the spag check but other than that, there aren't really many changes happening!!

the only thing i can think of that mayyybe falls into this category is adding 'a widower, at twenty-nine' to this paragraph

It’s easy to wear them all the time after Mary dies. For all intents and purposes, he is a soldier again, on a mission for revenge, learning how to fight a different kind of war. It’s a lot to come to terms with, fighting for something again, being a single father. A widower, at twenty-nine.

in i will be here. i had written the ending by then (yay, non-chronological writing) and i thought, hey, that might make for a nice symmetry/callback and i thought i was being so clever and then so many ppl ended up not even reading the first part 😞 i do think it was a good change/addition though!!

anyway, so much for my writing process!!

anyone wanna give this a shot, friends?

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