#i might come back to this concept because i just went for it w/ no warmup and whilst happy i do see some mistakes

[dandelion-roots]

[ID: a digital drawing of astrid hofferson. she's turned with her back to the camera and looking over her shoulder. she's holding a stick with a sheep tied at each end like a weighted bar and she's very buff. in the background is the sea and are jagged rock formations emerging from it. End ID]

death to giving canonically mega strong female characters stick arms. enjoy, bisexuals <3

[factual-fantasy]

Can you tell us about the characters in your Amazing Digital Circus AU? I find the AU very interesting...

I'm still cooking up the AU and the characters, but I can tell you about some of my plans for them! :)

Lets start with the main cast.

Pomni is mostly the same save for some design changes and the presence of Gummigoo! Caine doesn't think of him as a human like Pomni does though. He thinks of him as Pomni's emotional support A.I. Which is actually the only reason he let Gummi stay- he hopes that letting her keep this NPC will help her adjust to the circus better.. (He's right-)

Kinger has been shown a lot of mercy in this AU <XD Queenie is still around and both of their sanity is mostly intact! The only time either of them become very stressed or appear insane is when they are forcefully separated. Caine is very careful to craft his adventures to be very accommodating to them specially. So thankfully separation is very rare. (I also intend for Queenie and Kinger to have been husband and wife in the real world! Which is why their digital forms are a matching pair of chess pieces. They renew their vows in the circus :}} )

Gangle was also shown a lot of mercy here! Early on in her stay she went on an adventure and became really attached to an NPC within it. This absolutely rotund cat that was part of the adventures plot. Caine let her keep it because it was the first thing that made her smile since she'd been here. Seeing how much this cat helped Gangle was actually what motivated Caine to let Gummigoo stay. She still has the cat NPC today and it makes her very happy :)

Ragatha hasn't changed too much. Other than she doesn't have this happy go lucky facade.. In my AU thanks to the help of Caine and the other circus members, she's a lot more sane and finds a lot of comfort and support in her friends.💗

Zooble and the other concept sketch zooble thingy..? Are best friends in my AU :) they look at their bodies pretty differently though- while the other gal likes her body and the fact that she can change its shape how ever she pleases.. Zooble still kind'a struggles. Its made a bit better to have someone just like her, and the fact that Caine is so accommodating and is constantly making new parts in hopes she'll find something she likes. My Zooble still isn't satisfied with her body to be honest.. but she's in a much better headspace thanks to all the support around her. Oh and she doesn't swear like a sailor XDD

(And before people come at me again- Zooble canonically goes by any pronouns. She/her, They/Them and He/him are all equally appropriate.)

When it comes to Jax, I mostly just made him less of a jerk <XDD in my AU Caine doesn't let Jax get away with all the crap he pulls and enforces real consequences. Jax also has Kaufmo and one of the other humans as his close friends. Having people in his corner and being properly disciplined has mellowed him out over the years. He's a much more tolerable character here <XD

Now for Caine.. its hard to explain what I did with him. He's more.. attentive.? Sympathetic? More serious..? He takes the sanify of the circus goers and their situation very seriously. And more importantly, he actually understands their situation and knows what they mean when they say they want an exit. So my Caine isn't trying to make a fake exit to please them. He is actively stretching his code out into the void looking for a real exit.

Kaufmo, the other zooble type thing, Queenie and all the other circus goers as seen here 👇

Are all unabstracted and mostly sane thanks to Caines efforts and the support they give each other. I don't have much to say about them yet as I'm trying to nail their designs first.. but what I can say is I have ideas in mind for this guy👇

What I'm thinking is that this guy and Kaufmo were brothers in the real world which is why they're both clowns with similar/the same features and body types.

Which might be nice normally.. but they had some relationship issues back in the real world..

When they entered the circus and were forced to grapple with the horror of their situation together?.. They really mended their fractured relationship and now really rely on each other. The two of them usually pal around with Jax because of their shared sense of humor. Thanks to the two of them Jax has mellowed out a lot more. (Having people on your side would make anyone feel a bit better :) )

Woof, that's a ramble. And there's a mountain of stuff I haven't addressed.. but this is a good start I think! :) I hope I gave what you were looking for!

[wonton4rang]

how do u think bnd boys wld act around you when they’re high?

bnd legal line being high or involved in drugs is one of my favorite concepts, oh myyy. plus, most of these came out as smut kinda thingy so yeah 😔

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why'd you only call me when you're high?

pairing: bnd legal line x reader.

warnings: +18, smut, mentions of drugs usage, dirty talk, pet names.

summary: how would bnd legal line act around you when they are high.

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sungho; let's go to a parallel world where he might do drugs cause i honestly don't see him into it but yeah. i feel like he would turn into this excessively touchy/ funny guy that would just not know the concept of personal space. he would sit besides you, his hand on your thigh while it went dangerously close to your heat only for him to laugh at your blushed cheeks and kiss your lips to whisper against them "you would look so pretty sucking my dick right now". and it was great, yeah, if the other members were not sitting across the room in the other couch.

riwoo; he goes into subspace and i'm a 100% sure, he would be so lovey dovey and happy, making those awful jokes with a numb tongue before he goes completely quiet. tbh you didn't noticed at first but when you looked for him with your eyes and saw him facing the floor while he played with his fingers, you knew he was wasted. so you just made your way to him, holding his hands and softly kissing his lips, whispering a loving "wanna get out of here, baby?" that only made him excited because he knew what you meant, whenever you looked at him like that he ended up w his dick wrapped by your pussy and his legs shaking and hurting due to the intense sex you gave him. and he quickly forgot anything and everything that was making his head go to places.

jaehyun; myungjae is such an ecstasy boy, damn. he's horny asf 24/7 and when he gets high?? he could even come across as too dirty or pushy because he is making you rethink everything you say when he makes a sexual joke about it, his hands getting freaky on your body, grazing your boobs under that shirt, your thighs and even lifting your skirt a bit so he could go further. but it was all in public so you would tell him to shut it off, only for him to take you to his car and fuck the shit out of you on the backseat.

taesan; dongmin gives me one of the strongest "if i did drugs, i'd smoke weed" vibes ever, like damn. so be aware that when he got high he would be almost the opposite, his jokes wouldn't be as innocent as always, his eyes won't look at you the soft and loving way they always did, and his voice would turn two tones down while he barely responded to whatever you were saying because he was so lost in the way your lips moved he did not gave a single fuck about what you were saying. so he would start a kiss, a rough one, suddenly towering over your body and giving zero to none space for you to even backup or take the lead if you wanted to. he would be demanding, rougher than usual and very quiet, he would probably adventure and try new stuff only to be really ashamed when he came down from his high. but it was that or him simply listening to the music blasting out his speakers while he starred at the ceiling with your head laying on his shoulder or his lap and he played with your hair.

leehan; i feel like leehan could be two sides of a coin, no in between, he could either be super scary or super cute. i feel like he wouldn't like to do drugs as a daily basis so he would do it at a party, his head spinning so much his eyes could only register light schemes, he would love the vibe too, specially because you always were there with him to take care of his pathetic self. yeah, that until you both got back at home, he is typically one to be very active sexually so if he is on his "scary" side of the high, he would push you against the wall, whispering a mean "you're such a fucking slut. teasing me all night when you knew i couldn't fuck you there", his voice low and his alcohol infused breath hitting your face and it honestly made you nervous because you knew he wasn't thinking right. but oh well, he still fucked you and you were the one asking for more afterwards.

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

Hii not sure if your requests are open or not- so ignore this if they’re closed! <3

Can I request some Obey Me! Headcanons?

So reader is the 8th sister of the brothers. So she’s the youngest.

Just some general headcanons of her relationships w the brothers

( And some of the side characters if it’s not too much trouble :>)

Thanks <33

I've already done something like that but I love the concept so I'm just going to build that 🖤🖤🖤🖤

Youngest Sibling Reader Headcannons | Yandere Obey Me

Lucifer

Before I said he was the worst one and I mean it

He’s an amalgamation of someone who understands you but undermines you at every moment

Because he understands, he does listen

He just doesn’t hold your opinions on the same level as his own

But worse 

Of course his brother’s constant chatter about aimless things isn’t on his level

But every now and then he’ll enjoy hanging out with them 

But not you

Never you 

“Ah so you do pay attention to the political atmosphere. Good job.”

Or

“I don’t expect you to know but I’ll tell you anyways.”

It’s degrading

It’s disrespectful

And he does not care

You can cry and yell all you like 

it’ll just sound like a tantrum to him 

So he’ll treat like one

“If you can’t behave, I’ll have to send you to the attic.”

Leviathan

As previously stated is apart of the group that just misinterprets everything you say

It’s hard to say if it’s delusion or denial 

Because sometimes he’ll slip up 

You’ll catch him crying or a single mumble in his late night rambles 

“Aw my baby is so grown up…I just can’t believe it anymore.”

If you try to address it he’ll pat your head and ruffle your hair (if you have any)

Before telling you it’s nothing for the baby to worry about anyway

It’s incredibly annoying 

When he writes off your achievements in gaming as button mashing 

Or saying your just a genius so you’d get on his level eventually

Any protests or ‘grown-up’ conversations are often just outright ignore

Now doing things outside of the ‘baby’ image he has of you mostly has him ignoring that too

Unless you come back hurt or specifically crying for his help 

He will actually start flooding places and going into an absolute rampage

He won’t listen to you about calming down

Its going to take all the brothers to de-aggro their brother to save everyone from drowning

“Sorry guys I just want to make sure our baby sib is doing okay!”

Asmodeus

Also a part of that ‘doesn’t listen to you’ crew

Accept while he might actually here you his brain literally just never let’s him hear your real voice

“Can you please stop trying to rearrange my closet?! It’s weird to find you digging through my stuff–”

“Okay okay no need to cry what’s the problem baby sib? C’mon you can use your words! Tell big bro Asmo what’s the matter?”

It’s almost a concern when he does it in front of your other brothers 

Especially the ones you can hold an actual conversation

“Hey (Y/n) can you pass the salt and the salad.”

“Sure, man.”

“Hey Hey! Why are you bothering (Y/n), they’re trying to focus on eating? Not to mention your being such a meanie, trying to make them reach with their tiny arms!”

“(Y/n) is sitting closer to me than you…”

“So? How do you expect them to know good manners if you don’t show them! Here I’ll show you how! Watch me baby (Y/n)!”

He honestly doesn’t compute when you’re getting older

He’ll celebrate birthdays, milestones, awards

But he doesn’t believe you are growing and can’t see it either

Reprimanding you when you went out with your own car

“I’m all for playing with your toys, but you have to have a chaperone. Okay?”

That being said any advances from others are met with extreme animosity

“Not my little (Y/n)! Try that with someone else’s little baby!”

[yok00k]

coming down

pairing: non-idoloc! x idol!jk

genre: angst

“i always want you when i’m coming down”

sypnosis: although you sleep next to jungkook every single night, it feels like you’re million miles away from him.

wordcount: around 1,000

warning: in 1st pov, it’s a little sad (for me), open ended ending, one sided love, allusion of cheating, oc’s world revolves around jk (don’t be like her)(lowkey im her), toxic relationship, lack of communication

author’s note: this did not go as I initially planned help-_- i was gonna make light jealousy oc/jk drabble idk how I ended up with this. i hope yall sob w/ me or lmk ur thoughts

an absolute ideal.

his performance. the concept. the way he sang his new released songs flawlessly. how smooth his dancing movements were. how the stage composition and development were so sumptuous.

and most importantly, how romantic the live performance was, given the fact that there was an actress involved in the show.

calling Jungkook an amazing artist would be an understatement. He’s creative, unique, and original in his masterpieces. Everything he does, no matter what, is just mesmerizing and astounding. He’s indeed a true performer.

Jungkook dedicated several months to work on his solo album. The time and effort he had put to his work is just admirable. On most days, he stays up late, trying to come up with so many possible ideas and options he can add on his album.

and I was there by his side. I chose to be.

I was there, waiting for him to come home every single night, or usually midnight, in our noiseless living room, wrapped with a thick blanket and loneliness. He would arrive home, but as night by night goes, I was accompanied by nothing but solitude. it feels like it’s taking over me.

I was there, in bad days where Jungkook is focusing on the negatives and having doubts in himself. Days where his standards for himself weren’t being met. both of my shoulders were closely next to him if he needed something to lean into. Reminding him that it’s okay and he’s doing wonderful.

I was there, even in times when he didn't want or need me to be there. times where he just wanted to be by his own with no distraction. but here I am, continuously showing him my undying love and support for him.

I chose to stay there. on nights where he stopped saying “i love you” back before going to dreamland. I hugged him closer as I convinced myself to believe that he just didn’t feel like saying those three words at those moment because of all the stress he undergoes through day to day.

I gave all of myself, I’ve done my part as his other half. Just like how Jungkook produces his works, I poured all my love and time to him, leaving not a thing for myself. It sounds foolish, but that’s just how I love

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we’re both lying on the massive bed, only inches apart from one another’s body yet it feels like he’s millions of miles away from me as I stare at his cold, broad back that’s facing me.

I’ve got to used to this upsetting scenario at this point but that doesn’t mean it hurt less.

The whole bedroom feels chilly. I’m freezing, solely due to the fact that his warm arms weren’t wrapped around me like they used to be. as i’m not hearing his snores, I know that he’s still awake

“Do you still love me?” I manage to ask out loud and clear, immediately regretting the words that came out of my mouth even though it’s simply an inquiry.

a question that’s been going around my head for quite some time now. a question that i’m afraid to know the answer to because his response might be the response my heart doesn’t wish to hear or else it will shatter into millions of pieces.

my hope for an answer rapidly decreased as seconds went by filled with silence. The absence of noise that surrounded me was deafening; abundantly mocked the emotions I was feeling at the moment, screaming at me that my feelings didn't matter.

It's alright.

I did nothing but wipe the single tear that uncontrollably rolled down my cheek.

it’s stupid. I should’ve just kept it to myself. maybe that would be less embarrassing. less problematic. less painful than I was feeling minutes ago.

I turned my back against his as I accepted my defeat. maybe I’m just tired. maybe drifting to sleep will make me feel okay although I know deep inside that I won’t take the pain away. this is not some type of feeling i’m unfamiliar with to begin with.

I shut my eyes, as I try to put myself to sleep. but in that process, i felt his body moving, turning around, and finally snakes his warm arms around me. a pair of arms, the same ones I longed for so many nights.

“____, why would you ask that?” he giggly asked, sounding like he just heard a silly question. as if i was just being clingy and wanted some piece of his attention.

‘because i don’t feel like you love me anymore’

the man waited for a response, waiting to see if I was just fooling around or that was really genuine. the noiselessness, just like all times, answers the question we both interrogate to each other.

the heavy feelings just got worse, if not heavier. even so when he talks more. “i won’t be laying next to you if i wasn’t.” as if that makes me feel better.

indeed, he’s physically here by my side yet distant. Jungkook is so far off that I’ve lost him. numbness was all I felt as I heard his words. I couldn’t be more content now that I have my answers.

his indirect answer to a ‘yes’ or ‘no’ question is enough for me to know where we stand.

I can’t help but to turn my body to face him, just to stare at his doe eyes that I easily get lost in due to the fact that they hold thousands of stars, if not a whole world in them.

regretfully, my eyes should’ve just maintained contact with doe-like eyelids. but rather, they drop their focus on the side of his neck, detecting a foreign lipstick shade that he might have forgotten to wipe off. a shade that will be tattooed in my brain and will forever hate.

Inhale. Exhale. I chose to shrug it off, bringing my attention back to his worn out face.

“I love you” truthfully and whole-heartedly confessed to him once more just like I always do. although this was a little bit different because I don’t expect him to say it back anymore.

and with that in mind, this was also the last night that I will to express my love for him.

[silencesscreams]

i watched it begin again

james potter x reader (fluff)

warnings: drinking, flirting ?, use of y/n once or twice, sunshine james x grumpy reader, teasing, confessions, use of the L word 🫣, kissinggg, a bit short

a/n: feel like i’ve written too much smut this month… but i might do another fic w the same concept and smut. kind of inspired by begin again by taylor swift.

(james is your mothers best friend’s son, just to sum it up)

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your family and james’s have been close since always, you’d spend every possible festivity together. ever since you were little kids you did have a crush on him, once you grew up that developed into something else, surely. he was your best friend, but how come you turn bright pink every time he complimented you? how come he hated all the boyfriends you ever had? you hated to admit it but that did keep you up at night sometimes.

once you got into hogwarts, he always stuck by your side. he even introduced you to his friends, who had turned into your best friends because of it. you ended up closer to the girls, always with lily no matter what.

when the years passed by, you and james ended up developing your own traditions for the holidays. now, after you graduated, you and your friends would stay at the potter’s beach house for the new years and christmas. you loved it so much. bunking with the girls, all of you staying in one room, you and lily would always share a bed, sometimes you would sleep with alice or dorcas, but every once in a while you and james would sleep on the couch. and on december 27th, that was the occasion.

that evening it was colder than normal, you all stayed inside and messed around, drinking firewhisky and playing canasta.

you looked at your cards then looked at james, he was biting his upper lip, he always did that when he needed a specific card or was looking at yours, in this case, he was looking at yours.

“you cheater!” you shouted at him, sirius started to laugh, it was probably the fifth time he did that and you just realized now, when it came to james turn he went out, placing all the cards he had on the table.

“james, you’re an awful person to play with” remus laughed, he was paired up with you, he threw his cards on the table.

“i don’t believe you, potter” you looked him dead in the eye, you were very serious about this game.

“im not lying!” he started getting defensive, his ears turning a bit pink.

“james, just empty your pockets” remus glared at him. james hesitantly got up, putting his hands in his pockets and quickly throwing out the cards all over the room,

“YOU WILL NEVER CATCH ME, MOONY!” he shouted, running to his room. james usually got very excited when drunk. remus looked at you, almost begging you to take his place this time.

“i’ll get him” you ran to his room, knowing he was probably hidden behind the bathroom door, you opened it, and so when you went to check for him there was nothing there. you yelped, feeling a pair of hands on your shoulders, james started laughing as you slapped him on the shoulder, playfully.

“you prick!” you shouted out as he went back in the room, walking with his back to the bed, you pushed him onto it and he pulled you onto it, and so you found yourself straddling him, holding his wrists so he couldn’t push you.

“hey” he said, his voice low. his eyes wouldn’t leave yours and you were starting to go crazy, you couldn’t stop looking at him. you wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of looking away first, though you did let go of his hands, and as he went to place them on your waist, sirius opened the door, james quickly lowered his hands and you jumped off of him, being sure he had seen it. james cleared his throat, sitting up on the bed.

“uhm, dinners ready” sirius awkwardly said,

“right” james sighed, getting up and offering you a hand

“you guys can go, i’ll just go freshen up really quick” you quickly walked to james’ bathroom, trying to understand why had that made your stomach tighten.

“what was-“ james interrupted sirius,

“dont, really” he said, “dont look at me like that, man, its y/n. she’s my best friend” he whispered, as he was going out of the room.

“whatever you say, mate”

“i’m serious! it couldn’t happen even if i wanted to” he walked with james to the kitchen, they started placing the plates on the table,

“i’m just saying, it didn’t look like it” james rolled his eyes at the comment.

“stop it.” he finally said once you came out of the bathroom. he looked over to you, placing his plate in front of yours, a sweet smile plastered over his face. and then he saw the hoodie you were wearing, that was his.

the drinking kept on going as you all ate dinner, you were starting to get giggly, and the jokes that kept on coming weren’t helping at all. james watched you as you threw your head back laughing, just like a little kid, he couldn’t hide the look on his face.

remus watched him, nudging it so sirius as you smiled back, shyly. they both knew about his little crush, even though he wouldnt dare to admit it.

james had been spending the last 8 months considering that, maybe, love wasn’t for him. but since you and your ex broke up on halloween, his friends saw his spark begin again, and they also could see yours.

the way he could make you smile, how sweet he was next to you, god, you could get cavities just from talking to him. since you were little, people would always comment you both were the perfect duo, you were a grumpy day of rain and he was purely your sunshine.

he could make you laugh when no one else could, you even liked it when he touched you, even if you couldnt stand it with anyone else. sure, maybe the feelings you had would resurfaced every single time he touched you, but what could you do about it?

james felt like he was going crazy. fully crazy, like he should check himself into a mental hospital.

you were wearing his gryffindor hoodie.

you had found it on the beginning of the trip, shoved in the back of his wardrobe,

“can i keep this?” you asked, he quickly nodded,

“i dont feel like it would fit me anymore anyways” james had grown out of it over the years, but somehow it still was so oversized on you. you smiled at that, taking a sip from your firewhisky. james felt like he needed to do something or he would go crazy, you looked so good, he loved it when you wore his clothes. but to be fair, he loved it when you did anything.

his sock covered foot started caressing your calf, and you immediately looked at him, trying not to show any reaction, but the color of your cheeks did throw you under the bus.

“you alright?” dorcas asked, looking at you worriedly.

“yeah, dont worry” you quickly said, trying to ignore the way james was smirking, extending his hand to grab yours. he started cracking your knuckles, and you did hate it when he did that, but you might just let it go that night.

as the night went on, the flirting continued, as you were all in the living room, he casually sat next to you on the couch. which led on to sirius and remus heading out, saying they would get some fresh air. they probably would just make out.

james wrapped his arm around your shoulder, scooching closer to you. maybe it was just the alcohol, but you knew james was incredibly resistant to it and he hadn’t drank that much. maybe it was normal james behavior and you were just overthinking it, yeah, that was probably it.

“what’s up?” he asked, looking at you with those eyes you loved so much.

“nothing” you answered sweetly, smiling awkwardly.

“you sure? you’ve been kinda off these days, doll”

“yeah, no need to worry, james. really, i’m fine.” no you weren’t, but you weren’t going to tell him. especially because he’s the one making you feel weird, or lovey dovey like lily had been saying. he smiled at you.

“alright then” he said lowly, the arm that was wrapped around your shoulders now on your waist. what was he doing?

“gonna grab some snacks, alright?” he said, getting up and flashing you a grin before leaving, you decide you can't help it. anyone's heart would flutter at that smile, that crooked, stupid smile. once he came back, he saw you had turned on the tv, some sort of horror film playing.

“what’s that?” he asked, sitting next to you.

“dunno’, its what’s on” you muttered, taking a chip from the bowl he had brought. as he sat next to you, he placed his hand on your upper thigh, you eyed him, cheeks feeling hot.

“eyes on the screen, hun” he muttered, you quickly turned your head, wondering if he was really doing this.

james wasn't really sure why he was doing it, teasing you like this, keeping one hand on the small of your back or high up on your thigh most of the time. it was kind of like teasing himself, he knew he couldn't have you but with every lingering touch and wandering hand, he just wanted you more.

he watches you, your eyes focused on the screen, cheeks red. plus, your reaction to him was an added bonus. he did enjoy that, especially when you looked so cute with his hoodie. you placed your head on his shoulder, eyes not leaving the screen.

30 minutes to the end of the movie, you were half asleep, james was hugging you from behind and he had his chin on your shoulder to watch the movie, but his attention was more directed to his hand on your thigh. the rest of your friends had already gone to bed, you didn’t even know what time it was.

you were very suddenly fully awake once the main character shouted out with a bloody and guttural scream:

‘PLEASE, SOMEBODY HELP!’

and so you felt it. his lips. on. your. neck. that was probably making you more nervous than the whole movie. his soft, pink lips, giving you light pecks.

you looked over to him, a bit in shock

“sorry. was that alright?” he asked, you could tell he was nervous because of how his eyes would dart all over the room. you quickly nodded a yes, face turning to the tv. And just like that, his lips were on your neck again, giving it soft smooches as his hands hugged your waist. you knew you were fucked once you realized you had never felt so safe in your entire life.

you did try turning around to face him, but he held you firmly

“come on, i’m very interested in this movie, focus, okay?” he said slowly, kissing your neck again. you quickly were back to facing the screen, no questions asked.

once the movie was coming to an end, his kisses got sloppier and you surely couldn’t keep on watching the film because it was making you nervous, so you turned around to hug him and he pressed a kiss on the top of your head.

“i love you, james” you muttered.

“i love you too, sweetheart.” he replied, casually like he always said it.

“no, don’t be like that” your heart was racing, you thought you could faint, hiding your face on the crook of his neck.

“what do you mean?” he asked, a worried look on his face.

“for merlins sake, potter” you sighed.

“for merlins sake what?” you could even hear his smile, you backed away, looking at him as he furrowed his brows.

“james, i’m so in love with you its stupid.”

and just like that, for the first time in your and his existence, james potter didn’t know what to say.

“sorry” you whispered, looking away from him, you were about to tear up when he asked,

“are you still drunk?” and so you shook your head in a ‘no’ motion.

“forget i ever even-“ he cut you off by kissing you. his lips were on yours and he was kissing you. James Fleamont Potter was kissing you.

“i love you so much” he smiled sweetly, you looked away, a shy grin on your face, his hand headed towards your chin, holding it softly so you faced him. “don’t look away.” your stomach did coil at that. “i love you so much its stupid.”

“not as stupid as you.” he chuckled at that as he surged towards you.

james kissed you firmly, surging forwards and making you fall back onto the couch. his right hand on the back of your neck and his left on your waist, his thumb brushing against the exposed skin when his your sweater hiked up.

you feel breathless and shy as your panting noises filled the silence of the room. your eyes meet, a loving smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

and just like that, hes kissing you again.

[simmyfrobby]

Being a bitch about the leafs getting a dewey is immature. Sadposting and making little edits about how awful Toronto is? Fuck off. Just because your team cant make the playoffs dont blame the teams that can. We will love him on the leafs. Get over yourself.

okay so i normally delete these kinda asks without bothering w a reply because i honestly think they’re kind of tiresome & because i know you’re just being a fan and if i can forgive wild fans for being unreasonable about their team i then i can forgive leafs fans for it too. 

with that said: braindead take.

just. stupid. so stupid, in fact, that i will write a reply because i think it genuinely might make me feel a little better. 

okay so lets start right at the end. WHY should i get over the fact that a player i like is no longer on my team. why should it matter that you’ll love him. my team was sold of in little bits to teams i either don’t care about or actively root against. 

that?? sucks?? 

i care about my team. i want my team to win. i want my favourite players to stay on my team and when they don’t that’s upsetting. this is not a revolutionary concept.

also the way it all played out was kinda shitty. i knew we would likely lose duhaime, but after losing pat i thought we would maybe get to keep dewar. and when the deadline passed i thought we were ok. hell, even connor thought he was safe. and that he would get to stay with his friends. and then it turns out we lost him at the last second. and that’s fucking gutting. 

“we will love him in toronto” ok. even if that is true, my favourite toy was taken away and given to some other kid. i don’t care whether or not they’re happy to have him. i didn’t want to give him away. were you happy for the canes when bunting went there instead of coming back to the leafs??? no because that’s not how this works. i don’t want good things for the leafs i want good things for my team. i don’t want other teams to win i want my team to win

and that’s allowed.

encouraged even.

“sadposting and making little edits” ok this is fair and accurate and i might make it my blog title if you don’t mind. it is funny to me that you interpret that poem as being about how much the leafs suck and not about?? how being traded suddenly?? and your best friend being traded away?? sucks??? poems are funny things and don’t say anything definitively, so you are allowed to interpret it however you like, but i haven’t gotten any angry avs fans in my inbox yelling about my "duhaime sadposts"?

but ok! directors note & something worth keeping in the back of your mind when interacting w this edit and also all other dewar edits: 

This is not!!! About you!!! 

i am not trying to hurt your feelings!! i do not care about your team!! for the love of god please just unfollow my blog.

also. and this is pedantic but i want to say it because its been bothering me. you don’t get “A Dewey”, you get Connor Dewar. the deweys were a matched set and without duhaime on the same team what does that even matter. you don’t get “dewey 2” you get Connor Dewar. congrats! that's great! he’s wonderful. please treat him nice etc etc.

being a bitch about the leafs is immature and i will do a better job of tagging my anti-leafs posts from now on. ill even tag all of my dewey poems as anti leafs if they're this upsetting to you.

one final thing: the wild not making the playoffs is very much the fault of other teams and i absolutely could blame other teams for it. theyre better and they beat us and now we might not make the playoffs. again: that's how this works. i get your point though, its not the leafs´ fault the wild have been miserable this season but i reserve the right to dislike them either way :)

congrats on the cute little guy. i will miss him very much. and again: PLEASE unfollow.

[wordsarelife]

ballad of a homeschooled girl

pairing: jj maybank x fem!kook!reader

summary: social cues and parties were a new thing for you, luckily you met the party king right away

warnings: underage drinking, accidentally outing someone (to one person), awkwardness, lmk if i missed anything

a/n: ahhh i’m so excited to post the first fic!!! i decided to give this a happy ending ;)

you were sitting on a couch in a room full of people, a few too many people in your opinion, but who would’ve interested that?

you scrambled onto your feet as a kissing couple was making a bee-line to your couch. you pressed your drink to your chest, while your eyes wandered around the room, in search of a new hiding spot— place to sit down.

your eyes landed on another sofa, that was already occupied by one person, but left enough room for you as well.

“jj!” you exclaimed surprised as you stepped closer and noticed the familiar face.

it wasn’t like you and jj were friends, but you were friendly with each other. it seemed that you were the only kook he liked, except for kiara of course.

“hey” jj smiled and held a bottle in your direction

you just raised your cup and he nodded, while he put the bottle back down next to the couch.

“saw you with aaron bryce earlier” jj said after you had sat down

“yeah” you shrugged “thought it be nice to talk with a few people”

“talk?” jj repeated grinning “that was hardcore flirting 101, my friend”

“ehh—no”

“ehh—yes” jj laughed “you know that aaron’s gay, right?”

your eyes wandered away from the blonde boy and to the front of the room. aaron was standing at a window, making out with a boy.

“figured” you smiled awkwardly

“i see you’re not the best at telling those things. i thought it was obvious, but it seems as it wasn’t as much” he shrugged

“this is exactly like when i dated gabe mcallister for a month” your eyes got big and you slapped a hand over your mouth

“don’t worry” jj smiled assuringly “i won’t tell anyone”

“i can’t believe i just outed someone” you made a move to stand up. sheer embarrassment flodding your senses. you had made a fool of you the whole night, might as well go home now. earlier you had been the only one not to get a whole groups inside joke, making you stand out like the queen. after that you had tripped over your own feet and shattered a glass onto the floor and finally the whole aaron thing, after that you had decided to hide out on the empty couch you had sat on, before the kissing couple interfered and you had to leave.

“what are you doing?” jj asked. his hand went to your elbow, as if to hold you in place

“the party is basically done, right?” you motioned around the room. the party was pretty much not done, which seemed to be the exact thing jj tried telling you with only a glance.

“you alright?” he asked

“yeah” you muttered “i’m just not that much fun too be around and the last hour i spend here seems to prove that”

“lucky for you i arrived perfectly late to help you through the rest of the night” he nodded “you don’t want to imagine the state i would be in if i had been on time”

“probably the state i wish i was in right now” you shuddered “i knew parties weren’t my thing, but this.. this is actually worse”

“you want to give up parties completely because you’ve been to one bad one?”

“the first and only” you nodded

“excuse me, did you just say this was your first party.. in like ever?”

“yeah” you shrugged “excluding kids birthday parties”

“how come you’ve never been to any party before?”

“jj, you get the concept of homeschooling right? not really the best opportunity to get invited to anything”

“but you do have friends, yeah?”

“of course” you rolled your eyes “i just don’t like going to parties. but tonight i thought, i should just try it and now it feels like i need to leave the country”

"it can't be that bad" jj shook his head

you send him a challenging look "you see that red stain on the white rug? that was me"

"ehh" he quickly tried to not lose the smile he was giving you "and what if it was your fault? no one will remember that tomorrow"

"topper filmed it"

"he did?" jj asked surprised "what an idiot"

"so" your eyes went to his hand, that was still holding you in place "will you let me leave now?" you asked expectingly

"absolutely not" jj laughed "now we will get waisted"

"what? so that i can embarrass myself even further?"

"no" jj said slowly "if what you said is true and you already embarrassed yourself so much that you should better leave the country, there's not much that can happen now, right? might as well make use of the free alcohol while you're at it"

you sighed. the boy was looking at you like you would be ruining his night if you left now. you shrugged your shoulders in defeat "i guess so"

jj hollered loudly, before he grabbed your cup and filled it up with the bottle that had been standing in front of his feet.

he passed the cup back to you. it was filled to the brim, a few sips went over the edge and landed on your hand. “woah, that’s a bit much isn’t it?”

jj raised his left arm and pointed on an invisible clock. “we started late, so we have to make up for it”

you nodded slowly, before you gently raised the cup, trying not to shower yourself in the liquor, and took a few sips. you grimaced at the bitter taste. “what is that, jj?” you asked “are you trying to poison me”

“straight vodka” jj shrugged

you chocked on your fourth sip. “w-what?” you coughed “are you insane?”

he emptied the rest of the bottle into his own cup. “perfectly sane, baby”

“if i have to go to the hospital for alcohol poisoning, i’m blaming you” you pointed the cup in his direction

“don’t worry if that happens we’re both there” he laughed “and now, drink up. but not too fast”

you spent the next half hour gently sipping on the cup, while you and jj talked with each other. you had never thought you would get along this well. you only knew each other, obviously because you lived on the same island and because he mowed your parents lawn from time to time or fixed your car when there was something wrong with it.

you were a lot more similar than you had initially thought (well, not considering social interactions of course). jj was secretly a fan of taylor swift and you had loved her since you were little. you loved to surf and so did jj. it was funny, every time you found a new thing you both liked, the other couldn’t believe it at first.

finally after another half an hour you both were pretty drunk. you still sat on that same couch, laughing about something jj had just said, without really recoiling what it was.

suddenly teenage dirtbag by wheatus started playing and you grinned at the boy. “that’s my favorite song!”

he smiled, taking your hand in his. “let’s dance then”

you both stood up, stumbling to the middle of the room. you performed a breathtaking dance routine, which mostly consisted of balancing each other out.

you fell back down onto the couch, laughing hysterically. “thank you for tonight” your head was leaning against the leather and you gently turned your head, looking at jj.

jj smiled. “of course”

you had spent another hour just sitting and talking, before jj decided that it was time to go home. he offered to walk you to your house and you agreed.

just before you opened the door, jj behind you, he held you back. “give me your phone"

you raised an eyebrow "why?" you questioned confused

"so i can give you my number, that's alright with you?"

you just shrugged, handing him your unlocked phone without another word of protest

he was silent for a few seconds, before a pityful sigh left his mouth. he held the phone in your direction, the wikihow article on how to start a conversation still opened. "really, y/n?" he presented you with a worried glance

you just laughed. “i’m lucky you saved me”

“yes you are” he muttered, typing his number into the phone, before he gave it back to you. “goodnight, y/n” he pressed a kiss onto your cheek. “don’t forget to call!”

“i won’t” you smiled, watching as the boy walked away, before you closed the door.

[herblay]

So uh about Hisashi Midoriya

A list of things Kohei Horikoshi one hundo percent intended for us to understand about Hisashi Midoriya, because he definitely implied them uh somewhere in text (next to social structures and a functioning bureaucracy) (Izuku Midoriya substitute teacher is so fucking funny to me tbh like Horikoshi really said bb ur a glorified babysitter till ur bestie gets his money up) (Him being Bakugou's sugar baby hero is SO fucking stupid I wish I could've come up w that)

Canonically Izuku was a fucking immaculate conception.

The real Hisashi Midoriya was the friends we made along the way

He is really All Might's secret lovechild, Todoroki was right all along, the problem is both All Might and Inko forgor

He left to get milk and never came back

All for One actually fucked his dad

All for One is his dad

(All for One believes he is god. God is like, everyone's dad. In some sense, u know?)

All for One is actually the baby daddy of everyone in this series they just ain't admitting it.

Much like Anakin Skywalker, Izuku has no dad and HELLA midichlorians

He left to get milk and came back but like 20 years later so we ain't seen it yet

Nana Shimura is actually Hisashi Midoriya. How, you might ask? I said so.

Hisashi Midoriya died like an Anime Mom Death bc he wore his hair like that once but they didn't show us because we'd cry too hard and never forgive it

Hisashi is just so hot they can't show us in canon bc we'd be too distracted

Bakugou killed him. He can have a little homicide as a treat.

Izuku killed him. He SHOULD do a lot of homicide as a treat.

Inko killed him. Real.

He left Inko to have a whirlwind romance with someone's secret twin (I haven't decided who yet)

Principal Nedzu ate him (he was delicious)

Fire breath did not protect him against spicy food and he went on Hot Ones and died.

Hisashi's quirk wasn't fire breath, it was negligence, baby!

[chernabogs]

i really like the concept of the draconias being cursed with their love, although love is a curse and heart is a heavy burden in itself,,, it's still a fun subject to talk about. your fic in maleficia pov is such an eye opener for this 🥺 id love to see more of your insights w that trope lol

Ouagh idk if you're aiming to let me just yap away about this, but that's precisely what I'm going to do because the prospect of bloodline curses/hereditary curses is one of my FAV things in folklore. This isn't a theory as much as it is me talking about just some things I've noticed and how I interpret it

To preface this, this has absolutely no hold in canon LMAO. This is just what I've noted when taking a step back and looking at the Draconia family—which is that they have a shitty track history with things happening to them. As a secondary point, I have no idea what Yana is pulling from for her background of fae information. Myths of fae come from all over the world; you got them in Europe, in Scandinavian countries, Oceania, Africa, etc (like really, they're all over). I do know her bits and bops about Malleus loving ice cream/dairy items falls more in line with European interpretations, so I'm rolling that she's drawing somewhat from that.

Which kind of leads me to noting the poor luck the Draconia's seem to have. In a lot of European folklore, fae love to curse (most often piseóg)—be it humans, dwarves, elves, or even their own kind (this really fantastic thesis digs right into that concept via an analysis of european folk stories). One story I like a lot is The Two Sisters and The Curse, a lovely tale of pride and fae. One sister brags that her sister has a fae lover, failing to follow the stipulation that she's never to tell anyone about that fae lover. The result is tragic, as expected, but the line 'If a fay-being has power, revenge will be taken though it may be on your descendants.' really sticks out in this.

Hereditary curses are curses passed through a bloodline that, understandably, can only be broken when certain stipulations are met; the ancient Greeks especially loved them. Some might think them as geas (a curse/gift, which is kind of what Meleanor put on Malleus before he was hatched; humans would fear him, fae would adore him, etc.). A lot of piseóg in European folklore are hereditary curses intent on really fucking with a family.

In my opinion, it kind of feels like the Draconia's either have the worst luck streak on record with how many things happen to them, or they have a curse. We don't know what happened to Maleficia's husband, but the assumption is that he's probably dead. Meleanor's husband went MIA in the middle of a war that her family and her people were also dragged into. Then, Meleanor died, robbing Maleficia of her only daughter. Upon her death, Maleficia was unsuccessful at hatching Malleus' egg because he began to reject her magic; if Lilia hadn't existed or had declined to help, Malleus would have died too, leaving Maleficia.

In addition, Malleus (due to his nature as sole heir and only family) was raised in an incredibly contained environment his entire life. Hell, he was chronically alone since he was in an egg. Even now he still holds this belief in his mind that he has no one except for the same 4 people he's known his entire life, and even then, one of them (Lilia) who he cares for a lot is also about to die. Silver will die before him. Sebek will die before him. His grandmother will die before him.

Really, it looks bad when you step back. This is kind of why I focused the Maleficia fic on the concept of a curse. I wrote it like she had an inkling someone in her family line had crossed the wrong person and it resulted in a piseóg, and she just doesn't know how to break or stop it.

Frankly, I love the trope to bits. I love the tragedy, I love the many ways it can happen (pissing off fae, pissing off a tenant, evicting a fairy king from your farm because you're just tryna do your harvest, etc.), and I love when one person finally manages to figure out the niche needed to break the curse. I imagine the relief of freedom from generations of tragedy is immense.

I kind of hope that happens with the Draconia's, or at least their luck turns around with Malleus. I feel like the whole family has been dragged through the mud enough LMAO.

[osamiiya]

Howdy, I wanted to ask if you could do a fanfic with Hinata x reader studying and the reader being totally stressed because of finals and he calms them down?

I absolutely LOVE your other fanfics!🤍

ofc!!! tysm for requesting <<33 i was going THROUGH it during finals this year (i got dumped 😄)

Pairing: Hinata x Reader

—> Pre-established relationship

Warnings: Reader is stressed, i put some of my stress signs(?) i.e. forgetting to eat, crying,

Summary: Being stressed during uni finals and Hinata saves the day!

A/n: This is def based on my experience w finals, i am not a stem major so it might be a little different :)

It should be illegal the way for all of your professors to assign final essays due on the same day.

Sure, it makes sense to have the essay due on the first day of finals so that you “wouldn’t have to stress over their class during finals week.” But, when it’s 4 professors with the same mentality, it doesn’t quite work that way. Not to mention the other exam you have to study for.

It’s easy to get overwhelmed when looking at the never ending to-do list of assignments and studying and blocking out time for work and your social life, not to mention saving time for your relationship.

And sometimes while taking care of all aspects of your life, you forget to take care of yourself. Getting caught up in everything and forgetting important things, or putting self-care on the back burner.

Today was one of those days.

The library was jam-packed full of other students, laptops and notes out. All sharing the same grimace of stress and anxiety that finals season tends to produce.

You fought well and hard for the table in the corner with the working outlet. A two seater occupied by you and your backpack. It’s partially concealed, providing a sense of privacy that can only otherwise be achieved by the constantly occupied study rooms throughout the library.

The prime spot.

You and Hinata had discovered the spot early in your college career. Holding hands and poking your nose in every nook and cranny as the two of you hunted for a spot to study together at. Of course, Hinata would inevitably get distracted, thoughts wandering as he fidgeted with his phone. But, hey, at least the other library-goers were never disturbed by your whispers.

For now though, you were just glad that the spot kept others from seeing you unravel slowly as you flipped through paper and electronic notes, compiling what was taught in class and comparing it to what you know.

You’re sure you’d seen these concepts before, those DO look like your notes. But, the words are unfamiliar, and your vision goes blurry with tears as you fail to commit them to memory.

As you sniffle and wipe the snot from your nose, half in misplaced anger, you hear a soft “Hey.”

Hinata’s eyebrows are furrowed in the way they always are when he sees you cry, and he shrugs off his, albeit light-looking, backpack as he pulls out the chair next to yours.

“Hey, what happened?” His voice is soft, respecting the quiet atmosphere of the library, and comforting, worried that if he’s too loud he might further upset you. His hand comes out to rest on your leg as he leans in, trying to look you in the face.

You take a shuddering breath in, throwing your pen down in annoyance.

“I-“ Your voice breaks as you turn to look at him, finally crumbling under the stress and pressure you were carrying as you look at him.

An aborted sob leaves your mouth as your hand comes up to cover your face, leaning in to rest your forehead on Hinata’s shoulder, hiding your face from view.

“I don’t get it.” You sob out as Hinata’s hand comes up to stroke your back, shuffling his chair closer to yours as much he can.

“Oh… y/n.” Hinata frowns at the frustration and stress in your voice, worrying that his usual ways of cheering you up won’t help this time.

“I went to class and I went to office hours. And I still don’t get it. And I have two essays left to do by this weekend, and I haven’t even looked at the prompt for one of them, and the other has a minimum of eight pages. How am I supposed to write eight pages about a single news article?”

There’s a pout in your voice as you vent out everything that you’ve been stressing over, and Hinata sits and listens, rubbing your back and gathering one of your hands in his, thumb brushing the back of your hand gently.

“Not to mention, I haven’t even seen you this week because of these stupid finals and it’s so stupid how busy I am.” You sob out.

Hinata suppresses a smile at that, the words warming his heart. He had missed you too, growing restless but not wanting to distract you from any exams or projects you had.

Which led him to check if you were at the library, just so he could sit by you as you worked, spending at least some time together.

“Hey! I’m here now!” He laughs slightly, running a hand over your head. Hinata gently maneuvers you so he can see your face.

Your eyes are puffy and there’s tears and snot running down your face, and you’re still sniffling, but Hinata thinks you look so pretty under the dingy library lights.

“And, i’m positive you’ll be able to make it through this. Why don’t you take a break from it for now.” He pauses to think. “Maybe you can switch what you’re doing and look over the prompt for the essay, or I can look over it for you while you take a break.”

He lets go of your hand to pick up a sheet of paper. A grimace forms on his face as he realizes he has no idea what you’re doing in class.

“You’re way smarter than me, why are there numbers on this.” Hinata lightly jokes.

You sigh and take the paper from him, explaining the concept on the paper, rewording sections so that he could understand. Hinata asks light questions that you answer easily, and connects the concepts to silly ideas.

“See! You do get it!” He beams at you, poking your arm gently.

“You just needed a break from it. How long have you been here?” A gentle hand comes up to wipe away a stray tear from your face.

You sigh, looking at the clock on your phone. “Since 10?”

Hinata’s eyes widen. “You didn’t have lunch or dinner yet?”

You train your eyes on the piece of paper in front of you, mumbling out an “I forgot.” along with another half-thought out excuse.

“Come get dinner with me? Like a date!” Hinata laughs slightly and thumbs at your cheek.

A glance at your notes tells Hinata you don’t want to leave the library in fear of forgetting what you’ve done so far.

“A new set of eyes will definitely help. Plus, you can’t work on an empty stomach.” Hinata’s smile turns lopsided, and he starts gathering your things.

You smile and help put things away with him. “I guess…”

Once you’re done, Hinata slings both bags over his shoulders and grabs your hand again.

“After dinner we can go somewhere else to study, and you can use me as flash cards or something.” His hand squeezes yours once before swinging them slightly.

Hinata watches your stress melt away throughout the course of dinner and after dinner he helps you portion your time to get everything done.

Then, he sits with your hand in his, and sits with you as you study, drawing little doodles on your notes and kissing your cheek when he sees the stress flare up again.

[lookismaddict]

Lookism Chapter 438 Memes/Thoughts I Have:

(SPOILERS !!! I don’t own any of the Lookism panels and the translations. Only the memes that I made.)

God. It’s like every week, I get even more tired than the previous week. What has my life come to? I feel so dead inside.

Anyways, wooooo new chapter is here. Let’s goooooooo!!!

“DiD yOu JuSt HiT a CoP ?” Yeah mf. Call it “injustice” or a “crime”, IDC. Daniel gon beat yo ass GTA style. 😤

It’s ok Daniel, go get him!!!

*h e a v y s i g h*

. . .

PLEASE. EXCUSE ME FOR A SECOND WHILE I… “TAKE CARE OF SOME BUSINESS”.

*stays in the bathroom for about 30 min*

I'M KIDDING... not really.

BRUH EVEN DANIEL IS NAKED? AROUND GUN??? This is dangerous. 😭😭😭

OHHHHHHHHHHH MYYYYYYYYY GAAAAAAAHHHHHDDDD.... SIRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!! THE WET HAIR THOOOOOO. 😩😩🤤🤤🤤🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴

I def know what I want for Christmas this year... 👀

Santa would definitely kill me in my sleep...

N S F W M E M E W A R N I N G !!!

(If you don't wanna see the inappropriate meme, just scroll past it.)

God, my 😺 been quivering... What? I bet those of you who read Rendezvous would agree that you want him too. I'M LOOKING AT YOU!! READERS WHO'VE READ THOSE CHAPTERS ACTING LIKE YOU HAVEN'T THOUGHT ABOUT IT, SMH. 👁👁 Don't lie.

Man, this is giving me mad inspiration to write again. Who knew that some steamy shower panels would bring me back to continue writing for that story? How ironic. 😅

YESSSSSS GUN BBG, MAN WHORE, DADDYYYYYYY. 🥰

DAAAAAAAAMMMNNNNN DANIEL, BACK AT IT AGAIN WITH THE FANCY FIGHTING SPINS!!! Also, "I'm gonna get punished severely when I get back." 🧐 Is Gun gonna make you give him 🧠 or nah? Like what?

BRUHHHHHHHHHH. DANIEL NOOOOOOOOOO!!! 😭😭😭

AWWWW BABY, DON'T BEAT YOURSELF UP ABOUT IT. JUST CONTINUE TO GIVE IT YOUR ALL!!! 🥺🥺

Awwwww shit... Is this where I think this is going...? 😭

Hey Alexa, play "Lose Yourself" by Eminem.

OMG WAIT. HE DOESN'T LOOK THAT DIFFERENT FROM WHEN HE WENT CRAZY MODE IN HIS OTHER BODY!!! :O God, it's like the same demon possessed Daniel or something.

OK DANIELLLLL!!! I SEE YOUUUUUU, KING!!!! 😩😩👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽

AYO, IS THAT JAKE'S OLDER BROTHER??? 👀 HOW TF JAMES LEE KNEW ABOUT HIM AND NOT EVEN HIS OWN BROTHER, JAKE KIM KNEW ABOUT HIM UNTIL TOM LEE MENTIONED HIM??? 💀💀💀💀

Geez, I'm starting to feel bad for Jichang. Like, ok Daniel, I get it. Your fight with Jichang started because you're trying to find out more about Jinyoung and all that, but... y'all can't just... talk it out? 😅 "Civilized folks" style? No? Ok.

Oh crap... that's not good. 😬

B R U H. THESE PANELS GAVE ME MAD GOOSEBUMPS. SHIIIIIT. I HOPE DANIEL'S HOMIES ARRIVE!!!! 😖

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I KNEW ITTTTTTT!!! I TOLD Y'ALL WTF. 😭😭😭😭😭😭 I EVEN KNEW IT IN THE LAST REVIEW HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. I GOT PSYCHIC POWERS. 🔮

SEE???? I CONCLUDED THIS LAST WEEK WITH MY OWN WORDS, BRUH. CALL ME A... G E N I U S. ✨ (Actually don't. I'm still a dumbass.)

"Thanks. I almost died just now." 💀💀💀💀 Idk why I thought that line from Hudson was funny to me LMFAOOO. Just caught me off guard because I mostly see him being so serious all the time. Also, Jichang... don't underestimate Daniel lol. It'll be your downfall if you do.

I stg. Almost every chapter, Daniel always gets even more attractive. 😍😍

I always see people comment on how Daniel is turning more into Gun due to how he has improved in fighting as the story progresses. HOWEVER, I've never heard Daniel becoming James Lee before and I find that concept very interesting. I'm not sure if PTJ is leading Daniel towards that path of him becoming the new "James Lee", since he is a self-righteous character who seeks truth.

Even though I find this moment to be very cool, I worry that Daniel might create more enemies for himself and I hope he doesn't kill anyone then spiral into long-term guilt like James Lee.

God, I still can't get over the GUN SHOWER PANELS. AHHHHHHHHH!!! HIM... NAKED??? I MEAN, COME ON MAN. HE LITERALLY IS EXPENSIVE ALCOHOL WHO REALLY AGED SO GOOD. SO TASTY. SO DELICIOUS. SO SCRUMPT-DIDDLY-UMPTIOUUUSSSSS!!! CALL ME A CONNOISSEUR, BUT HE CAN BE THE YAMATO TO MY HENNESSY, WITH HIS HIGH PRICED SEXY ASS. 🤤🤤🖤🖤🖤🖤

If any one mentions him in the shower, yk Imma be "showering" down there. 💦

ALSO, WE NEED MORE SHOWER FAN SERVICE PTJ. KEEP 'EM COMING!!!

The correct answer is "Both".

They'd be amazing Calvin Klein models.

Anyways, BYE- 🏃🏽‍♀️

[kenora-pizza]

My Thoughts on "Emily in the middle"

Based off a conversation I had w/@mean-scarlet-deceiver in the comment section of this post of theirs, because Tumblr comments have a word limit that I wasn't aware of, and I'm in the mood to speak my mind on this.

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Alright. So. Emily in the middle. The last appearance of Donald and Douglas in the TV show, and imo, a pretty crappy one too. The Caledonian twins, (Donald in particular) are my favourite TTTE characters for multiple reasons, and there are many things in this episode which irritated or straight up pissed me off. And I've been holding these feelings in for months.

Now, to be fair, I did like some things about this episode. The visuals are gorgeous, and I love how they brought back the twins' season 20 theme from 'Love me tender.' They also carried over this thing introduced (and heavily featured) in 'Love me tender' where Donald acts like he knows better than Douglas, much to the latter's frustration. I REALLY wish they could elaborate further on this in another episode. Like maybe this behavior has been a constant but only now is it getting worse. Maybe this behaviour is related to the fact that Donald had to smuggle Douglas into Sodor, and started thinking of himself as the one who had to take charge and keep them both safe. Maybe it's from some sorta paranoia Donald developed regarding their status on Sodor, and for some time after the events of "Deputation," he still felt the need to protect and ensure that Douglas would remain on Sodor. (I don't know, I just came up with this). And the episode concept itself can be considered humorous, but imo, it would have been better with Bill, Ben and maybe Boco, Mavis or Edward.

First off, might as well get the obvious out of they way. The twins are HORRIBLY out of character in this episode. From the get-go, they're arguing about anything and everything, to the detriment of them and the engines around them. The TV show, especially in the CGI era, unfortunately started shifting them towards the very overdone trope of "They're twins and they argue a ton," but they went the whole way with it on this episode and it's flipping awful to watch. Especially at the end, when poor Emily got derailed by a snowball (while we're on the subject of that how the flying fuck did that thing get so big so quickly?) and they started blaming each other for the accident instead of helping or apologizing to her. Also doing seriously irresponsible things like stopping a HUGE ASS train on the main line and blocking the Express, and stopping the same train on a steep incline and leaving Emily to hold it while they bickered and chased each other up the hill. I mean honestly, they were acting more like Bill and Ben: Indistinguishable twins who frequently argue with each other over petty bullsh!t. The Caledonian Twins are absolute badasses who get sh!t done and clearly love each other very much. So why ruin them like this, Mattel?!

Second off.....this is something to do with a specific event (Brace yourselves for a long-ass explanation). In "Break Van," one of the notable events is Donald ramming a signal box (I'll explain). It's played off as an accident, but the book HEAVILY implies that this was intentional, with the line "But Donald didn't say what he was sorry for. We know, don't we?" and Douglas saying "Anyone would think, that Donald had his accident on purpose!" That's a huge wink wink from the book to the readers. And when you stop and think about it, Donald's motivation for this becomes clear. Think about everything that has happened to them thus far. Smuggling Douglas onto Sodor gave both of them a lot to lose, Douglas especially. By the time "Break Van" happens, Douglas has screwed up twice. And then the cherry on the top comes in the form of that motherf%^king Spiteful Brake Van making him late. At this point, the twins KNOW that Douglas is in TFC's black books and would be the one sent home after the trials if nothing is done. So to make TFC's decision more difficult, Douglas would either have to do better, or Donald would have to do worse. Donald chooses the latter option and it works, with TFC explicitly confirming this.

Now, In EITM, Douglas has been telling Emily about various incidents involving Donald from past seasons, and eventually start talking about the signal box incident. And given the significance of that event........it felt pretty darn scummy to hear them making light of that. That made me feel uncomfortable. Like... it's less "heehee, Donald is clumsy" and more "Donald purposefully injured himself and destroyed NWR property in an effort to keep his brother safe." I can see why Donald would be especially angry about this. It couldn't have been painless ramming into that signal box or fun getting lectured by Sir Topham Hatt, only for his brother to make light of it by laughing about it behind his back with another engine. And while we're on the topic, considering the bond between these brothers you cannot, in ANY WAY, convince me that Douglas would EVER talk sh!t about his brother behind his back to another engine. EVER.

Last off.....god, I REALLY feel for Emily in this episode. She may not be one of my absolute favourite characters, but she didn't deserve this, at all. I actually do like the idea of Donald, Douglas and Emily being a fun little trio, and I wish that it could have been done here.

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Ok wow, this turned out way longer than I expected for my first written Tumblr post. I hope people actually read this. If you reached the end, thanks for reading.

Also, if you wanna see something funny related to EITM, @jammyjams1910 did a fan dub of some scenes from the episode which had me laughing my ass off.

-Kenora

[salaapaoo]

I just read His Brothers keeper and it was sooooo good and now I'm on a lcf/tcf rampage and need more reccomendations. Would you be able to reccomend some the more angsty the better :D

Ooh!!! Hmmm ... Big think....

Shadows in the dark by Luciel (SoulStuckInSomeday)

**this one may be really triggering. Make sure to read the tags beforehand! It's kind of like... Krs wakes up in Cale's body and has to relive memories, but there's a major blank and he's going through his diary to remember?? It involves SA, so please be aware before reading!!

**also includes suicide ideation

24,928 words, 8/11 chapters

Fire and Ashes by Cakeoholic

This one is from Raon's pov of before his rescue !! Very interesting, I enjoyed it a lot!! There hasn't been too many fics that try to show this as much ?? Or maybe I haven't really found them?

4,669 words, 1/1 chapters

When somebody needs you by lostintheclouds321

If you're looking for a longer fic!! This one is Eruhaben/Cale in a more modern world? But they're both basically fated to die and it's mentioned p early on (terminal illness, etc). It's rly fun to watch Cale deteriorate !!

23,457 words, 2/2 chapters

The heir of blood by Thursdays

This!! This one is by the same author as his brothers keeper! But this fic is about Hong and his past and his abilities! Hong whump!!!

**may be triggering because it includes self harm

6,940 words, 1/1 chapters

Familia ante omnia by shadowlancer_95

This one is if things went differently in that fight against dorph and sayeru >:) if you enjoy Cale whump and blood then this one might be for you!!

10,153 words, 2/2 chapters

I don't know if I should miss you, but I know I never cared by corvidaes

This is Vicross' pov on memories from when Cale was younger :0 !! I'm honestly really weak for their relationship/bond and I wish there were more fics similar to this!

2,008 words, 1/1 chapters

Overcoming the past by unknown_writer_fan

This one!! I really loved! I feel like it doesn't get too much attention or interraction because there aren't a lot of tags on it? But it's a kid fic where they find a mirror and it has this ability to show people their past selves. They're all intrigued and looking, but when Cale goes in front of it, it shatters and you get krs !! So it's about their interractions w him and learning about his past :D I'm WEAK for the deaged fics ... We need more!!

27,220 words, 11/11 chapters

Really good at being good at goodbyes by ferret_in_a_lake

This one hasn't updated in a while, but !! Very interesting concept! I look forward to when the author makes a come back w it!! Basically, it's if everyone died except Cale and the kids and god of death sends them back in time to fix it !! Parental Eruhaben!!!

*the author does have a note saying that they might not update or finish this though

13,276 words, 1/? chapters

This time around by thisisvee

This is probably one of my top faves that I look forward to them updating the most!! It updated yesterday and I screamed fjdkfkd

But it's basically, krs wakes up as Cale Henituse's son and you see Cale from his pov!! Cale is .. misunderstood (imo), and each chapter you find out more and more about why he behaves a certain way and hidden trauma!!

**references to SA, there's some memories?? I'd say past grooming?? Cale's getting better though!! Make sure to read the tags .

I really love this one because of the way the bond between Eytan (this is krs' new name) and Cale!!

42,730 words, 19/? chapters

For my past, a tribute from your future self by chatartic_chaos

This one is if Cale is sent to the future!! But he wakes up .. in a coffin, and how the others react!!

12,606 words, 6/? chapters

Dive deep (too deep) by cywscross

This one is about Cale's ability, record, and how he overuses it sometimes and it triggers a response >:)

5,445 words, 1/1 chapters

Poison in my veins (sacrifice in my bones) by cywscross

THIS !!! THIS ONE IS A MUST READ!! this one is if Cale gets poisoned and it specifically targets people w ancient powers!!! UUUGHH THE WHUMP!!!! IT HURT SO GOOD!!!!!!! I think you should just.. dive right in. Get hurt.

13,045 words, 1/1 chapters

Big shoes (little footprints) by hurricanelights

This is another deaged Cale fic where they get lil krs!! I gotta reread it but from what I remember it was smth like everyone knows him for being a certain way (strong, giving, resilient, etc) but they learn of his past where he was smaller, weaker, and he what he went through!!

70,659 words, 17/17 chapters

Rebirthia=protocol/. by mishamoonberry

THIS ONE IS IF CALES HEART STOPS BEATING EVERY TIME HE USES AN ANCIENT POWER!!!!! DELICIOUS!!!! AAHHGHHHHH!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAGHHGHHHHH!!!!!! Just go... Go read it.

22,752 words, 1/1 chapters

Peace? ㅋㅋㅋ aka Kim Rok Soo's Chaotic Past Reaction by redcosmos

Eheheje just as the title says!! Reaction fic to his past >:)

6,545 words, 4/10 chapters

Bastards by kariselverrie

This one is if ogcale was brought back to the past, but at the same time, krs is transmitigated in as his twin brother !!

35,912 words, 16/? chapters

Meteor showers by mini_asteroid

This one... Honestly hurt my feelings. Its kinda like... Raon goes out on an adventure, but he forgets how quick time passes.

2,863 words, 1/1 chapters

Dandelion's latibule by senaria

This... UuYgGGhh this one is if Cale loses everyone and goes back in time to fix it, but tries to keep a distance... uuuUUGghhh. It harmed me!!!

41,432 words, 17/? chapters

The ghost in the well by commandercale

This one is if things went wrong and Cale died, but then he wakes up as tboah cale !! Except he's a ghost stuck in a well.

**it can be triggering?? Because there's some scenes that reference his torture and I'm p sure his corpse is mentioned a bit ??

14,582 words, 10/10 chapters

Kim rok soo's guide to survival by pendwelling

This one !! I love this one a lot! It's kinda like if krs is put into Choi Han's shoes ??? As in he wakes up in the forest >:)

I love his interractions w lil ogcale!! And the meeting between him and the Molran's!!

This one hasn't updated in a while, but I am patiently waiting !!!

25,761 words, 4/? chapters

In accordance by pheenick

This!!! Ughhh!!! This one is if ogcale was a regressor and he's trying to change things, and sometimes he doesn't. I loved seeing him lose hope!!! Hmm a comparison... This is kind of like kagerou project - heat haze days !!! He dies and it restarts in the same spot and no one else remembers!!! UUUGGHHH!!!! LOVE

19,301 words, 2/2 chapters

And haha... Maybe.. you can check out my stuff ..? 🫣

Puppy teeth is abt Ron and Vicross having to watch ogcale lose himself in his own grief ?? There's a follow up fic called 00:00 !!

You're still a traitor is from basen's pov of his relationship w ogcale!! He resents him, but he loves him.

With a passing rain is w Cale and the kids and they make some memories !! :D

Wow... 24 recommendations ... Oop

But if anyone else has some recs, feel free to drop them in the replies or smth!!

[lakesbian]

do u ever think about how heartbreaker sent two ten year olds after cherish and how this was probably the first time these two kids saw the world in an unbiased manner away from their fathers influence (and possible even powers) and how cherish was alike “woah woah woah not cool” and cartwheeled away into the claws of the S9. like I know it isn’t said or anything, and I’m making shit up to make wildbow a better writer than he is, but the concept of heartbreaker weaponizing the only who cherish Might feel some sort of respect and kinship about and show her the world will never love/respect her the way she wants, even with her siblings who might understand her experiences, and then making her enact that same distrust of her family toward Alec is something I chew on when I’m hungry

i will say i do not adhere to the ward retcon that they're 9-10 (meaning they would've been far younger than that while hunting cherie.) like:

“Anyways, it got old real fast, them constantly finding me, constantly making me pack up and run somewhere else. Besides, the freedom to do what I wanted and go where I wished kind of lost its appeal when the boredom set in.  I would’ve done it even if my big brothers weren’t coming for me, but I joined the Nine.”

it makes far more sense, and is far more interesting, that rather than heartbreaker being willing to risk losing his grip on two 9-10yos, he sent two of the kids even older than cherie who he Knows he has a firm grasp on after her. in my head theyre like

nicholas: you know how cherie's power is an exaggerated fawn reflex that sort of mimics her father's power without actually having his same capability for long-term abuse? nicholas's power of Makes You Afraid is an exaggerated "fight back/scare off" reflex--thinks that if he can just be as scary as his dad he'll be able to keep himself safe, will still always be under his father's thumb.

guillaume: to me the power of being able to see thru random ppl after touching them + being able to fuck w those ppls own senses/blind them temporarily absolutely smacks to me of being a trigger from a failed escape attempt, because it's the thing that would be Really Useful if you were heading out thru entire crowds of people while trying to avoid one specific person/group of people, right? i like to imagine that after his little brother jean-paul ran away he eventually tried to as well, failed, and triggered from the despair of being caught/punished. now he uses the same powers to track down his own escaped sibling, thoroughly caught in the cycle of abuse

i also like to imagine that--bc of the WoGs talking about alec's siblings being responsible for a lot of his grooming into hypersexual behavior, and bc of cherie making it very clear that the older siblings participated in general abuse of the younger siblings--they were responsible for a lot of the shit that alec went through. no fond memories there.

[torao-chan]

First post won't be connected with the other, which'll be a long chain, but here's the sketches that led up to me buying a new, proper notebook for sketching in.

This series of pages took place over, like, three or four (five? time's weird) months, until the frequency increased to the point where we felt our creativity was really beginning to find it's footing again.

This first batch was all built off of inspiration given to us by fanaticsnail's sub Kid fics asdlkjkgldjsfkg We never ended up finishing them might still finish the top kid on the second page though because none of them Hit The Right Vibe we were going for alkdsjlkgjkdf We were still fighting Perfectionism off at that point

Some specific notes:

Shoes are still a weak point of ours. Like a lotta human related things. We just gotta keep practicing until we get there 😿

We wanted to try and figure out drawing Bepo cause!! He's so cute alksdjlkgfdg Still trying to hit the middle ground between Oda's style and our furry art style asdgfdshf >w>;;

We did a lot of body and expression studies and I have a spare page that has since gone missing of more of these no idea where that went

Hands my beloved-beloathed. Love drawing them, suck at it.

Along with trying to nail the Kid that stuck in our head from this fic, we also tried to nail the Killer that came from discussions around this fic. Both we're not happy with, but neither we've given up on yet (　｀д´)9 they haunt us in our waking moments. lurking the back of our mind. we'll nail it eventually

These pages are when we started going 'but... what if we made keychains'. Still may end up using some of these sketches for keychains and/or stickers or something.

Some specific notes:

We wanna turn the rook-rook on the first page into a bookmark for Lil' Red >w>;; may not get it done in time for their birthday though

Also want to make a dangle Hot Cross Bun keychain so he may make a reappearance too!

Really, really still love the LuLaw-SunMoon dangle charm concept. That IS going to become something eventually.

Tobiuo on the second page is fanaticsnail's OC >w> we wanna make a something for her still asdlkjgflkd just still trying to find something that Hits Right

Really wanna make a NYEP Luffy sticker. Haven't given up on that concept yet either laksdjklgfdg

If you've seen one of those base sketches fully developed, no you haven't 😏 I'll come back and link it after a certain date lmao.

Also some base sketches for gift ideas for residual. I will find something that clicks (　｀д´)9 I swear ittttt

A mixture of maybe sticker? Designs? And some general furry warm ups alongside my dreams of a Friendly Flower Pal reversible keychain set, which still needs to be seen accomplished. Also also; Guard Point Chopper - Marimo Zoro - Puffle!Luffy as a sticker set is still Prevalent in my mind.

The base concept sketch for this reversible keychain which just needs to be printed out now! Along with the complete brainrot for this post that slapped me across the face that One Morning. And also. Booty short concept Lil' Red and I came up with after discussing my Birthday Cake that week lmao.

Last sketch before the new sketchbook was bought, which was the attempted drafts for this art born of the fanfic brainrot Minniaa gave me asdlkjglkfdj. Sexy and happy poses, apparently, I struggle with greatly. But angst? Can nail that in a heartbeat; an old friend, if you would aldskjglkfdg