#i need my daily dose of serotonin

[dreamymcqueen]

Hi guys!! Happy new year!♡

So happy to hear that we're gonna have new cars content soon, what a way to start the year!!!

I hope I'll get to make new edits and gifs soon, but in the meantime, here some cuteness:

[wearily-confused]

kitty cat kitty cat where you at

it's been a while (a whole day) since I came across a cat pic on my dash gtg look for them now

[shu-box-puns]

Hello there mate!

Hope you're doing good and I'm here to say I ADORE you're Dad!Tsu'tey works and they bring me my daily dose of serotonin.

But also, since I've read (and reread) the "Grumpy dad and his feral son" work I've been having some thoughts. Like, what if Tsu'Tey was just a second too late and they managed to take Spider away? How would he react (I mean obviously he would hunt the shit out of them down) ? When would he and Spider reunite again? In the forest while he was with the recoms? In the battle of the Sea Dragon? I mean he would most def come to his rescue if the letter is the case to come and get him (+ to aid the Sullies), but then I also wonder what would happen. Would the whole Neytiri holding him hostige infront of Quaritch so he would release Kiri thing happen? How would he react to that? Or what if he got shot instead on Neteyam (not dying tho cos I want both my faves to live a happy life) ? I bet Tsu'Tey would be fucking terrified cos it woul remind him of how he got shot and almost died.

Anywho I'm sorry for the long line of questions and suggestions I left but when my brain finds something to hyperfixate on it will not stop coming up with questions and possible scenarios for the said thing 😅

I love the way your brain thinks Anon. (The fact I literally had most of these scenarios either thought out or planned :D) This got long. All the questions just gave me so many ideas and I RAN with it. Enjoy the memes and I hope there's no obvious spelling mistakes.

>_<

If Tsu'tey were too late to grab Spider before Quaritch got to him:

I could definitely see him tearing off after the recoms. Maybe he springs from the bushes too late, and Quaritch has already hoisted the boy up over his shoulder. Naturally, Tsu'tey still tries to attack him with his bow, but Lyle opens fire too fast and he old instinct has him retreating. Man definitely has some PTSD from getting shot during the war, and although mentally he still wants Spider back, his body goes on auto-pilot and throws him out of the line of fire. Lyle keeps shooting in his direction as the recoms retreat, but Tsu'tey isn't gonna let something as silly as instinct keep him down for long.

That's his boy, they'll have to kill him to keep him from getting him back. Thankfully, Jake knows exactly where his brain went and literally had to throw himself at this man so he didn't end up getting himself shot (again). Jake likes Spider well enough, but he thinks regrouping is a better course of action than charging in guns blazing - shocker, he's actually matured since having his kids.

Tsu'tey definitely fights with all he has against Jake, cursing at him and trying to wrestle himself free. He can't focus on anything but the distant roar of the enemy ship as it soars in close to the canopy. He can see the lights, and through the trees, the vague outlines of the recoms strapping themselves in. Lo'ak definitely has to wrestle the hunter's knife out of its sheath before he remembers it is there. But no one can save Jake from Tsu'tey biting the shit out of him. Man does not give a shit at this point.

When he gets free. (Of course it's a when not an if.) The airship is already long gone. A distant hum in the distance, even to his superior hearing. The pure, unbridled rage on this man's face is terrifying. Instead of explosive, loud anger, he's cold, almost unnervingly calm. A whole new level of terrifying.

Jake is definitely too scared to try and coax him out of the clearing and instead focuses on reassuring his children. Neytiri has to approach him, she's known him the longest afterall. Had stuck with him through the loss of Sylwanin, the fall of HomeTree, the war, she knows how best to handle him when he is like this. That doesn't mean her words are effective however. Tsu'tey needs a moment of stillness to collect his thoughts and recollect himself after the adrenaline burst, but Neytiri is already grabbing him roughly by the bicep and trying and drag him to his ikran.

He's still seething. Barely seeing straight. Half baked plans of him attacking the demon airship before it could get to Bridgehead were sounding more tempting by the moment.

Somehow Neytiri drags him out of the clearing and into the branches of the trees. Hauling his weary body to safer ground. But in his musing, Tsu'tey recalls the figure of Neytiri in the trees when Spider fell. He remembers seeing her dragging Kiri away with half a nod of acknowledgement sent Tsu'tey's way. It sends a fresh wave of rage crashing over him.

"You left him." He suddenly snarled, ripping his arm from her and pointing an accusatory finger at her. "He was right there, and you abandoned him!"

Neytiri's ears droop and she doesn't deny it. She doesn't back down either. "My priority was Kiri. I assumed you could handle it." She doesn't apologise for her actions or inaction. Just holds his gaze and holds her ground. Her expression neutral.

Tsu'tey knew she'd never taken much of a liking to Spider, despite her relationship with Jake and his heritage. Despite Tsu'tey unofficial adoption of the boy. There had always been a sense of hostility between the two. With Neytiri acting colder to Spider and the boy refusing to call her out on it. Tsu'tey had never thought to address it or try and help them mend that gap, now look at them.

And that's the real kick to the teeth. Not that Neytiri didn't care enough to be sorry that it was his kid taken instead of her own. It was the truth in her words that had his anger faltering. He should've been able to handle it. Spider was his son. And he let him slip through his fingers. He should've fought harder, dirtier. Should have resorted to teeth and nails if he had to.

So what if he got shot? If he'd angled it right, he would've had enough time to get Spider to safety.

If it had been Neteyam or Lo'ak in Quartich's hold, Jake would've torn himself apart to ensure their safety. Neytiri would've fallen into a blind rage to keep her children safe. Would have used every resource at her disposal to protect her own. She would have stared death in the face and kept snarling. And what had Tsu'tey done? Allowed a past experience to still his movements. To make him hesitate, and now he might have to pay the price for the rest of his life.

His retort dies on his tongue as his heart clenches painfully. But Tsu'tey had never been one to give up easily. He kept a tight hold on his anger, allowed it to guide him as he shoved past Neytiri and called for his ikran. His face was set in his trademark scowl, but there was a predatory fluidity to him that only came out during the war. When what he loved was threatened.

As his ikran lands beside him and he makes the bond, Lo'ak sidles up to his side, offering him back his knife. There is a familiar fire burning in the depths of the boy's eyes. A desire for vengance, and a sea of guilt and pain. Tsu'tey allows his face to soften for a heartbeat, he bends over the side of his ikran and squeezes Lo'ak's shoulder tight. "I will get him back." He promises.

Lo'ak chews on his lower lip, his eyes flickering to Tsu'tey and holding his burning gaze. He must see Tsu'tey's determination, his drive, his stubbornness, because he cracks a small smile and nods.

The family prepares to return to High Camp. Jake warning Tsu'tey that any attempts to go after Spider now was a suicide mission. He didn't argue, but neither did Tsu'tey agree. He also chose to ignore Neytiri handing Tuk off to him. Just kept his gaze ahead, and his hand loosely wrapped around the little girl's stomach so she was secure in the saddle in front of him.

If they reunited in the forest:

Lets say by chance Tsu'tey gets word of the Demon ship in clan territory again, or he's just riding around the forest on a pa'li because it helps him clear his mind.

He hasn't slept since Spider was taken. He's worried for his boy and severely regretting not letting him know what he meant to him before this shit show got so out of hand. In typical Tsu'tey fashion, he's been spending his time gathering Spider's belongings for when he returns.

Norm had already handed over most of the boy’s prized possessions when Tsu’tey asked for them from his bedroom in the compound. He’d packed everything away neatly in preparation to wherever Jake was planning to flee, so his son would have what he needed the minute he was retrieved. Spare exo pack, rechargeable batteries, etc. 

He's in his head so deep, that he takes a double take when he spots Spider through the trees. His pa'li makes an abrupt stop, the large animal mirroring Tsu'tey's shock as he stares wide eyed at the image of his boy stood on a log, above a group of recoms. Even from a distance he can see the bruises. He can see the tense set of his shoulders, his swift glances to the forest, despite pretending to be at ease.

Tsu'tey's shock melts into a scowl as his bow groans under the tightening on his hands. He steels himself with a long, deep inhale, mentally calculating the space within the small clearing. The sight of the guns on the recoms have his heart pounding, and his scars tingling with phantom pain. He knows deep down that his bow will be useless in a one on six fight. His only advantage is surprise, and he only gets one chance.

Tsu'tey's mind is made up before he takes his next breath. He knows he needs to try. Even if it ends with a bullet between his shoulders and his pa'li throwing him off from the pain, he needs to die trying. Whether it kills him or not, he needs to return Spider to the clan, where he will be safe. Where Jake and Neytiri can take him to a fresh start, a safer alternative to the clan at war.

The recoms are distracted. Only one wearing sunglasses is actually taking stock of his surroundings. Spider is talking, commanding most of the group's attention.

Sucking in a deep breath, Tsu'tey lets out a sharp call that could easily be mistaken for some distant herd animal. None of the recoms react but he sees Spider visibly stiffens. Tsu’tey grins despite himself and readies his mount. 

He notches an arrow into his bow and urges his pa'li forward. He erupts from the undergrowth with a war cry, and skewers the closest unsuspecting recom. It scatters the group like startled yerik, who immediately scramble for their guns.

"TSU'TEY!" Spider yells, sounding shocked and elated to see him. The hunter spares only a moment killing a second recom before he's charging for that log. His pa'li races past faster than the enemy can load their weapons, and it gives Tsu'tey large enough of an opening to lean down and grab Spider's by his extended hands. The child immediately latches onto him, grabbing whatever he can as Tsu'tey swings him up into the saddle in front of him and together they disappear off into the undergrowth.

Shots were fired at their back but no one got hit, much to Tsu'tey's relief. But the adrenaline rush isn't over because Spider turns around and yells in a rush about a tracker in his mask.

Not to worry though, because Tsu'tey is very up to date on all the old compound location. Even as his triumph sours, he takes confidence in the distant yells of the recoms and the light pressure of Spider at his front. He snarls softly to himself as he makes his pa'li change course.

Yes they get the masks switched out without issue and toss the bugged one into a fast moving river to send Quaritch on a wild goose chase and buy the Sully's more time to run.

Side note: In this possibility, Tsu'tey was definitely convinced Spider wasn't safe enough with him and he had to go with the Sully's to the Metkayina clan. And Tsu'tey was NOT planning to go with him. HAVE ANGST!!

If they reunited on the Sea Dragon:

In this scenario, Tsu'tey ends up visiting the Sullys when the Sea Dragon turns up. He just wanted to check up on his friends and see if they've heard anything about Spider, and the next thing he knows, he's got nieces and nephews to save, and a score to settle.

Tsu'tey is definitely going straight for the ship.

It's during the stand-off where the Colonel has his gun to Lo'ak's temple and Jake isn't telling anyone over the comms what is happening - preparing to hand himself over like the idiot he is. Tsu'tey was circling above the clouds on his ikran with Neytiri, carefully listening to his ear piece as he tries to decipher what is going on. The minute he catches sight of Spider being escorted back into the ship, all rational thought leaves this man's head. Of course he has enough sense to remain undetected - he's not stupid - but he's also not on board with Jake's self-sacrificing bullshit. In Tsu'tey's books, failure is not an option this time around. He is getting Spider back if it kills him.

Tsu'tey and Payakan being on the same wavelength.

The tulkun YEETING himself onto the ship's deck and giving Tsu'tey big enough of an opening to land his ikran and send the beast back up into the sky undetected. He makes brief eye contact with Neteyam who's circling the shallows around the belly of the ship, getting ready to leap up and help out his siblings.

The oldest Sully boy points to the kids tied to the railing, Tsu'tey nods. He motions behind him, where the RDA sailors took Spider and Neteyam nods his understanding.

On the horizon, the Metkayina clan are inbound. Tearing through the waves and heading straight for the ship.

Tsu'tey decides that they've got this covered and finds the nearest doorway that will lead him into the belly of the metal ship. He's too tall for the corridors and either has to knuckle crawl or walk at a constant stoop. His bow is a pain to hold loaded in the tight space, so he opts solely for his knife.

He navigates the ship blindly. His ears pricked for Spider's voice, but otherwise killing anyone he comes across and moving swiftly. He knows the destruction caused by Payakan would've damaged something valuable and he needs to move fast.

I love the idea of Tsu'tey stumbling across the control room in time to find Spider steering the ship towards the rocks and then brutally killing the controls with a fire extinguisher. (Boy was eyeing that lever heavily whenever he was in the same room as it). Just Tsu'tey letting out a half formed growl as the crewmates try to tear Spider away and fix the lever, but his oncoming attack getting put on hold as the enormous ship speeds for the rocks and promptly takes off.

The minute that bitch lands back in the water, you can bet Tsu'tey is the first on his feet. He erupts into the room with a sound so unnerving that the crew forget that they are armed. It's an unfair fight. And despite the tight quarters and being outnumbered, Tsu'tey wipes the floor with everyone.

They find Spider an exopack and get the fuck off the sinking ship to meet back up with the Sullys out on the rock.

Just the crew out cold or dead at his feet, and Tsu'tey closing the distance between himself and Spider. He drops into a crouch, all hard scowl and sharp eyes, and gently tucks Spider's dread behind his ear. "Are you unharmed?"

Spider nods, dumbfounded and thrown off by the raw concern in Tsu'tey's voice. Tsu'tey grumbles. He can see spots of blood all over Spider, small grazes and nicks that shouldn't be there. His stripes are faded and his hair needs a retwist. But he's alive, and Tsu'tey isn't going to let anything else happen to him.

Bonus:

The standoff:

I feel like throwing Tsu'tey into the mix would throw so many scenes off course with his sheer presence that the stand off between Neytiri and Quaritch where they're holding the kids hostage wouldn't happen. There would be too many variables changing for it to occur the same way, but lets pretend it does.

(Neteyam is alive btw, just resting on his rock with Tsireya kindly mixing him up a poultice she learned from her Tsahik training. Lyle didn't kill him, but Neteyam definitely had to protect Lo'ak's dumbass in some way. That child is accident prone.)

Anyway, we've got Quaritch holding Kiri hostage. Jake is trying to keep Tuk out of harm's way. No one knows where the fuck Lo'ak is, but he's slippery enough to get himself out of anything. And then we've got Neytiri making a last ditch effort to protect her daughter by threatening to take away the last thing Quaritch loves; Spider.

In the background, we've got Tsu'tey. Breathing hard, slightly wounded from throwing himself around on a ship with broken equipment and guns getting fired at him from all directions.

Raised voices draw his attention. He's standing on the walkway overlooking the deck where the standoff is occurring. He spots Spider first, under Neytiri's blade, begging for Kiri's life instead of his own. Anger like he's never felt before curls hard in his stomach. The betrayal is worse than when Jake and Neytiri first mated. It was one thing to let his son get captured, it was another to murder him right in front of Tsu'tey.

Kiri's voice stops Tsu'tey from doing anything stupid in his blind rage. Every molecule of his body screams to defend his child, but common sense makes him take in the situation.

His head snaps to Quaritch holding Kiri hostage. To Jake within arms reach, but preoccupied with Tuk. To the knife drawing blood at Kiri's neck.

Tsu'tey also takes note of the clear shot he has from his vantage point. There is no conflict within him as he notches his bow. No concern for Spider's reaction, or the conflicted feelings he might have towards his birth father. Tsu'tey's mind is clear. His hands are steady. And his mind is made up.

He takes the shot, and nail's the recom through his right eye. The arrow - fired with all the strength he could muster - goes straight through bone and wedges in up to two thirds of its shaft.

Quaritch sways for a heartbeat, his knife clattering to the metal deck as Kiri tears away from him and throws herself at Jake. Then he collapses with a painful thump. Limps sprawling and his head lolling.

Slowly, Tsu'tey lowers his bow, his gaze narrowed and his tail whipping behind him. He catches Neytiri's eyes as the huntress and her family follow the direction the arrow had come from.

"Unhand. My. Son." Tsu'tey snarls, his voice ringing out over the soft crash of the waves and the pop of fire. His gaze is venomous, fingers twitching for another arrow if Neytiri doesn't back down. There's still a crazed edge to her gaze, a look Tsu'tey is sure he shares. He hasn't felt this shaken since Spider was taken.

Neytiri nods once. An acknowledgment. And lets Spider go.

His son stumbles away, furiously scrambling to put distance between himself and Neytiri. Kiri was quick to soothe him, check him for injuries as Jake carefully approached Neytiri to take the knife off of her.

Tsu'tey leaps down from the upper level. He can't be bothered to find the stairs and the height is nothing compared to what he has to deal with back in the forest. He keeps an eye on Neytiri, but knows that Jake has her now. Ears pricked in case of further enemies, Tsu'tey spares a few moments to kick Quaritch's corpse and make sure he fired a killing shot. The last thing he needed was to grow comfortable again and then in fifteen years have to deal with this bullshit all over again.

"Dad?" The quiet utterance has panic straightening his spine. It's not one of his nieces asking for Jake's attention. It's Spider's voice. Quiet and shaky and so vulnerable that Tsu'tey just wants to wrap himself up in his arms.

Instead, all he can think about is Quaritch's body at his feet. Tsu'tey's arrow protruding from his eye socket. His blood pooling at his feet.

Then it hits him all at once. Spider's birth dad is dead at his feet, and Tsu'tey put him there. Tsu'tey killed him. He didn't even ask. Spider spent months with this man - against his will - but not everything is black and white. They might have come to some understanding. He might of grown to know him outside of his video logs and the fleeting stories he overheard from the Omaticaya. Spider may have gotten to know Quaritch without the biased lense of hate everyone else talks about him with. And Tsu'tey murdered him. What's worse, he felt triumphant doing it.

Tsu'tey can feel his hands shaking, regardless of how tightly he grasped his bow. His ears were flat against his skull, his tail tucked in close to his legs. He prays he just looks like he's reflecting, in contrast to being crushed by the weight of his actions. And he keeps staring at Quaritch's corpse. The arrow. The blood.

"Dad?" Spider says again. A little louder. More confident. And it kills Tsu'tey as he cringes, eyes squeezing shut against the guilt.

A brush of a hand to his wrist. His eyes snap open, and there's Spider. Gazing up at him with wide, tearful eyes. His mask is slightly cracked and he's bleeding from his chest where Neytiri caught him with her blade. But there is no hatred in his expression. Only relief and exhaustion.

"Dad, are you okay?" Spider asks him, and he looks at Tsu'tey as he says it.

The realisation hits him like a sturmbeest stampede. That Spider was calling him Dad, not the corpse at his feet.

With a deep, shuddering breath, Tsu'tey pulls himself together. "I am." He reassures his son as he drops into a crouch. It is evident from Spider's expression that he doesn't believe him, but the boy doesn't push.

Instead, he throws his arms around Tsu'tey's neck and burries his face under his chin. Tsu'tey chuckles wetly, his arms wrapping around Spider and dragging him close. It soothes every raw instinct in him to finally have his boy back in his arms. Tired and injured, but safe.

Around him, he can hear the Sully family beginning to wade into the surf, so Tsu'tey tucks his arms under Spider's thighs and hoists him up onto his hip, like he used to when his son was still a toddler. Despite his age now, he's still the perfect size for Tsu'tey to carry unhindered out of the shipwreck.

BONUS:

[separatist-apologist]

I'm in a really bad mood from this fandomand their bullshits. I need you to wake up cause at this point you, LB and only a few are the sane people in this fandom and I need my daily dose of serotonin from you guys</3

I started to ask what was happening and then decided I didn't want to know. Tell me nothing

[darl-ingfics]

🪲🐝🎨

🪲 ⇢ add 50 words to your current wip and share the paragraph here

Oooo, forcing me to actually write, I see you... lol. This is from a piece I've said nothing about yet, but the inspiration has been striking:

Namjoon needed three things: sleep, a gallon of water, several doses of Tylenol, and sleep. Okay, that was four, but technically only three because sleep was on there twice. But Namjoon really, really just wanted to go to bed. 

They’d been in the US for nearly two weeks. Two weeks in which Namjoon had had to keep track of his members, while also keeping track of all of his own belongings, which was a feat on its own. Two weeks of running through airports and catching flights and playing the never-ending game of ‘smile at that camera, run from this one.’ Two weeks of talk shows, interviews, performances, concerts, photo shoots, content filming, sightseeing, and so much more. 

And, most importantly, two weeks of non-stop translating for his six very talkative yet very much not-fluent-in-English-speaking members.

🐝 ⇢ tag your biggest supporter(s) and say one nice thing about them

OOOOOOOO!!! So fun but so stressful, cause I don't want to leave anyone out!

@fairyniceyeah is such a sweet soul, and a joy to chat with, about fics and otherwise. I really appreciate fairy's presence in this community, and the compassion that comes so naturally to them 🩷

@17snifflesandsnzes always leaves me the most wonderful comments, and I get excited whenever I see their name in my notes. I also definitely don't stalk their blog daily... just in case... cause I don't want to miss their writing.

@sickonthedancefloor reblogs all of my fics and it makes me heart just soar! I love reading Whit's writing too, and feel such positive energy from them.

@lovesnzs-blog @leedoesnotkn0w @whats-k-popping @suraandsugar @nastanperfekt among others, I see yours names pop up in my notes frequently, and it instantly boosts my serotonin, and I can't thank you enough for your love <3 <3 <3

🎨 ⇢ link your favourite piece of fanart and explain why you like it

This is a hard one, cause I've actually been out of the fanart sphere for a while. I was much more into it back in my anime days, and I feel weird tagging those artists on this blog cause it's a separate thing. Sorry that's such a lame answer!

Writer's Truth or Dare Asks

[k1ra0nloose]

This is infact not fine

First of all glitch WHY I've been observing you guys since 2017 why just why and 2nd of all I'm still watching smg4 vids I need my daily dose of serotonin and 3rd of all I obviously do not support what glitch is doing and Im not gonna buy any merch not like I had any money AHEM

[minister-of-joy]

I need my daily dose of serotonin, say something pookie wookie

Smile always! Ha ha

[whatever-letmebe]

KinnPorsche fic recs

I read some amazing KP fics in the last few days and I need to scream about them for a while.

First up is to be my end. (3867 words) by evaniigouki Chapters: 1/1 Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Pete Phongsakorn Saengtham/Vegas Kornwit Theerapanyakun Characters: Pete Phongsakorn Saengtham, Vegas Kornwit Theerapanyakun Additional Tags: Post-Canon, BDSM, Undernegotiated Kink, Smoking, Subdrop, Domdrop, Temperature Play, Painplay, Self-Harm, Kinda, Rimming, Anal Fingering, Wet & Messy, Anal Sex, Aftercare Summary: “Why did you— fuck, Pete. Why did you do that?” He’s shaking worse than Pete is, trembling fingers ghosting over the unnatural twist of bone pushing up against muscle not meant to hold it. His eyes are wild. Pete leans forward and kisses his cheek. “I didn’t want to be there any more. You’re going to have to help me with this.” Vegas does something Pete doesn’t like. Pete takes the situation into his own hands.

*** This one, y'all, this one unlocked something inside me. It is extremely good. It's all about sensations and want and need. It's Vegas/Pete in its rawest form. (If you're somebody who seeks out physical pain to cope with emotions, this might be triggering / put you in a dangerous headspace.) I love how evaniigouki describes what Pete is feeling and I also love how even though this is entirely from Pete's POV, Vegas is still very much there as well.

***

Okay, next up, something very different but equally good: At the end of your fingertips, us (13267 words) by nubeazul Chapters: 4/4 Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Big/Chan (KinnPorsche: The Series) Characters: Big (KinnPorsche: The Series), Chan (KinnPorsche: The Series) Additional Tags: a sprinkle of angst and lots of comfort, Idiots in Love, big is hurt and he’s being stubborn about it, chan doesn't like that, so he takes matters into his owns hands, LITERALLY, no beta we die like elizabeth and sebastian, Slow Burn, there's now ART!!!, link in notes on chapter 2 Summary: “Why didn’t you say anything?” Chan asks, and it’s suddenly very obvious that it was not disappointment what he thought he saw in his expression. It was worry. Concern. There's a lump in Big's throat. He can't get any air in. “I didn't think it was important,” he says truthfully, his voice coming out in a whisper. Something flickers in Chan's expression, quick as lighting. It's gone before Big can pinpoint what it was. Or: Chan helps Big get dressed in the mornings. Big tries to pretend he feels normal about that.

*** I read this while waiting for my train which was delayed for 40 minutes, I couldn't stop smiling and I almost exploded from having to keep my reactions and my excited stimming to a minimum. It's one of the best slow-burns I've ever read. It's extremely frustrating but in the most delicious way possible and the pay-off in the end it great. Don't worry if you never particularly thought or cared about Big or Chan before this, it doesn't matter, it's still worth a read, I promise. *** Alright, now that you've had your daily dose of serotonin, how about something depressing and painful? A Stomach For It (9533 words) by 99_9 Chapters: 1/1 Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Khun Tankhun Theerapanyakun & Kim Khimhant Theerapanyakun & Kinn Anakinn Theerapanyakun, Pete Phongsakorn Saengtham & Khun Tankhun Theerapanyakun Characters: Korn Theerapanyakun's Wife, Korn Theerapanyakun, Arm (KinnPorsche: The Series), Pol (KinnPorsche: The Series), Chan (KinnPorsche: The Series) Additional Tags: background canon relationships, Implied/Referenced Torture, Kidnapping, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Mother-Son Relationship, Kim Khimhant Theerapanyakun Needs a Hug, Wakes & Funerals, Protective Khun Tankhun Theerapanyakun, Tankhun: mafia HR manager, Tankhun: master of disguises, Tankhun: good at chess, sex-repulsed Tankhun, Literacy, Suicidal Thoughts, Underage Drinking Series: Part 9 of A Wholeness Summary: When Khun wakes up from his multi-day nightmare, Mama is sitting next to his bed.  She is wearing her white floral Thakoon day dress, but her manicure doesn't match the little roses and her hair is still plaited back, like she wears it to sleep and to sleep only.  In Tankhun’s dehydrated hallucinations, she was always perfectly coiffed and wearing her vintage burgundy silk midi dress, Khun’s favourite because of the way the silk is shot through with gold thread, and it never occurred to him she’d skip a manicure. Mama’s here, and she’s real this time.  Tankhun is safe now.  He pushes himself up on his elbow, still shaky and achy, and reaches for her. - Tankhun, before and after canon, decides what his limits are.

This fic takes us back to the Theerapanyakul brothers' childhoods, more specifically Tankhun's childhood. I love fics from Tankhun's POV and this is one of the best I've read so far. It made me cry a lot. It's part of a series but can be read as a standalone work. (But if your are anything like me, you might end up spending an entire weekend reading every fic of that series 🙈) *** And now as a Bonus: flowers on your head (1227 words) by unprettybarbie Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: รักโคตรร้ายสุดท้ายโคตรรัก | KinnPorsche: The Series (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Porsche Pachara Kittisawat/Vegas Kornwit Theerapanyakun Characters: Porsche Pachara Kittisawat, Vegas Kornwit Theerapanyakun, Macau Theerapanyakun Additional Tags: Mutual Attraction, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Porsche Puts A Flower Crown On Vegas, Macau Is A Little Shit But Vegas Loves Him Anyway, no beta we die like daddy chan Series: Part 2 of VegasPorsche™️ Summary: Porsche is merely teasing but Vegas can feel the heat slowly crawl up his back. *** This is a short and sweet fic about Porsche and Macau making flower crowns. Vegas joins them. I love it a lot!

[ideas-4-stories]

I seriously can't tell you (or anyone) how much I love your blog bc you mention many of my interest, that you use as an example or something and everytime it happens I am close to bursting with serotonin. Where have you been all my life. I needed someone who writes/posts about cross guild polycule correctly and you are that someone. I love your posts sm, it had become my daily dose of serotonin. *explodes*

*Goes and explodes with you*

Thank you so, I try my best to make sure their personalities are much like their canon counterparts, because I don't really like when the characters aren't like themselves. Thank you again for this

It all happened because of a silly clown, I like clowns while the cartoon/anime ones. I just want to give Buggy a hug and kisses

[phantomskeep]

Some rough draft character designs for a Bloodclan AU I've been brainstorming. Yes, Rusty/Firestar joins Bloodclan. No, Bloodclan isn't 100% evil. Tigerstar still is, though.

This entire AU was heavily inspired by a very wonderful band called Ghost, so you might be able to peep a couple of secrets hidden in some designs ;) Ghost lore is a rabbithole that gives me my daily dose of serotonin.

Basis of the AU is:

Normal thing happens with Tiny vs Tigerpaw, but Tiny ends up meeting Barley's mother in the city instead of a bunch of salty alley cats. Tiny shares his food with the mom (who I started calling Jinx cause poor lady doesn't have a canon name) and she kind of adopts him to be her kitten's older brother. A dog attacks Jinx and her babies, and Tiny puts all his PTSD rage to good use and kills the dog (which is small, like a jack russell or something). Jinx thanks him, and then rumors go around about a dog-killing cat. Tiny changes his name, as he takes what his mother (Quince) said and changes it to be a "Scourge for the name of all good cats" because the city is overrun with angry dogs.

Scourge then creates Bloodclan to help protect cats from dogs, teaching them how to fight. Eventually he finds Rusty wandering the streets and finds out the poor kiddo was beaten up by the now-named Tigerclaw. Scourge takes Rusty under his wing and they make Bloodclan great again.

I'm planning on making this AU into a 12 part animatic series. Most of the scripts are written, all the songs are chosen, I just need to actually sit down and draw them out.

Anyways, keep going down to see a few of the designs. Any feedback is welcome <3

Rusty:

Tigerpaw:

Bone:

And finally, Scourge:

Feedback is very appreciated :D

[luvuomi]

mao !! ‹3

i am absolutely loving the new theme ^°^ it's so warm and cozy~ and omg the header ;; my fave couple being my daily dose serotonin www. kazuha can indeed be such a menace

since hyv brought my man back ( and made me actually cry while they're doing it ) manifesting for kazuha to make a comeback soon 🤞🏻 hyv and there distaste for our resident short boys is smth else /lh

be sure to take care as well !! we haven't been able to talk as much, missing you lots friend and i hope all is well or okay for you at the very least 🫂 giving you lots of hugs and sweets as well as my best wishes for finding motivation to write again ( i know well, because same www )

— signed, ayame.

YAME !!! (っᵔ◡ᵔ)っ🤍

and if i told you this is only a temporary theme…coughs. i’m trying to work out a new theme that includes both zuha and sethos that will also hopefully be my permanent theme here(?) although that’s honestly just wishful thinking on my part😭 as for the header hehe .. the kind of stuff i get up to on memi when im bored someone needs to take my phone away so i can actually write

but hoyo i am on my knees, please🧎‍♀️while i also throughouly enjoyed wanderer’s appearance ( and equally cried ) I NEED TO SEE KAZUHA AGAIN—this isn’t funny anymore😠 they heard my prayers for sethos and he made a small appearance in the after event. though he sadly wasn’t voiced, i still ( respectfully ) lost my shit💥

anyways ! let me stop yapping here: i hope all is going just as well for you too and that you’re treating yourself kindly 🫂🫂 i am also missing you lots and the yapping sessions of the delulu short men kissers as a whole😭🫶 sigh here’s to hoping we both find our motivations to start writing again soon :3

many hugs in return!! <33

[patchbadger]

Hello it's been 7 years on this website and I come with raccoon paws scratching at your window pane.

TLDR: I'm supporting 3- 6 humans, a mortgage, inflated electric bills, student loans, basic needs, and working as the sole provider and now I cannot afford my medicine that prevents my migraines. If you want cheap art I am here hi just remember I'm colorblind so colors won't be perfect.

I take many medications for my migraine condition. I take a daily preventative, an abortive when I have a migraine, and then I have a monthly preventative that is an injectable. I need all of these to get me down to 6 or 8 migraines a month. If it rains I have more but this is with medication. If I do not have one of these medications I have migraines daily and if I encounter a trigger like not getting enough sleep, the weather changing, smoking, etc I'll get knocked out.

Unfortunately I have brainstem migraines which impacts my speech and ability to move in my environment. I continue to work through my migraines because I have literally no choice. I basically look and sound drunk it's horribly embarrassing.

This impacts my ability to drive too. If it strikes at work I need to uber home because my coworkers won't drive me home and no one else has a license.

If I miss one dose of any of my medications it sets off a migraine conga line qs I like to call it and I begin having migraines every 2- 3days and the longer I am off it the more migraines I steadily have.

It's hell.

My migraine medication is 208$. I am currently the only working adult for a household of three and there will soon be three children here for the summer.

Unfortunately I had serotonin syndrome a few weeks ago as some of you know and that had me out of work for a week and a half. Meaning I lost a week and a half pay check. Which may not seem like much but we live in constant poverty and are food insecure.

Literally every dollar counts in our precarious position.

The electricity company in western New York is super charging its customers so a regular electric bill for a house using less electric than average is 300- 500$ a month. Which is just a little less than our mortgage

We currently owe over a 1,000 in back pay, there isn't any relief for individuals who cannot pay the inflated rates. It's totally crazy but I need my medication. I can call the electric company and beg but I can't beg for my medicine.

My field also experiences a drop in attendence in the summer and due to my health my boss I'd trying to reduce my hours to help my body recover. That's great and all but it doesn't help me get the money I need for my injection.

My student loans are 875$ a month and I'm on the lowest payment plan and the government just sold my loans to a private company so I will be paying additional loans soon.

As you can see I have a lot on my plate but I just need that migraine medicine so I can work through it. I do a lot of passive income through survey junkies but I can't do those activities when I'm migraining.

All the images below are works in progress

Basic pencil and ink illustration

Comic book pages 15- 30 depending on content and number of pages.

if you want a comic badly and feel OK with my abilities we can work on a manageable and low price to make multiple pages happen. So bulk pages will be cheaper.

Comic book featured custom outlets??? Just resin customized outlet covers???

Can do

Painting I mean I'm trying it but if you'd like one hmu man

I tinker around with a lot of stuff

I also like to find old toys/statues and remake them so if youre interested in my raccoon art that stuff is up for new homes that will appreciate their unique beauty and love them for who they are.

Thanks for your attention and happy scrolling!!

[distopea]

𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐔𝐍

NAME : Miho

PRONOUNS : I never cared! I mostly go she/her, or she/they, I don't take offense if you call me differently

PREFERENCE OF COMMUNICATION : I prefer discord all the way down! I don't think tumblr is really convenient for chatting and it's easier for me to understand that someone is actually messaging me there. Plus imagine if I ever get fucking shadow banned again gfsydugf

MOST ACTIVE MUSE : The roster ✨Honestly, I can't lie that my mafia muses are often the most active, it comes and goes depending on the motivation of the day! A living nightmare sometimes fdsyg

EXPERIENCE / HOW MANY YEARS : I started RPing in different platforms when I was 12 years old and today I'm 27. Basically that's my most regular hobby so I'm quite used to how it works and I love it profoundly!

BEST EXPERIENCE : Here! It's been three years I'm active on this blog and I truly found my purpose in the RP world. I can have multiple muses and different plots, I have awesome interactions and I'm no more fandom dependent. It's truly the best! (even more when you find your writing soulmates, and you can even develop a live friendship and such, only a wonderful bonus 🙏)

RP PET PEEVE : I have several, but I will voice those I have mostly written in my rules. I really don't like drama in any form, so basically when I see a "drama" tag and names or screenshots dropped, I just block and move on, I don't need that toxicity so it's a forever bye bye on my side. The second main RP pet peeve would be spamming thirst posts and NSFW icons all day long until it clogs the dash, and basically there's nothing left for actual plotting except a perpetual "thirst" for one fictional blorbo. The finale one is constant threads drops with no notification ever. I do drop threads, but I noticed that a few blogs looking for a daily dose of serotonine are just constantly dropping whatever you start with them and it's frustrating on my hand because I tend to be slow so...

PLOTS OR MEMES : Plot is very VERY important for me. I can get the satisfaction of starting something quick and all, but my interest and focus will vanish when there's no plot at all and no story to follow. It's a part of my guilty pleasure, to gush with someone in DM and imagine scenario regarding the next steps! Plots all the way down, my longer and oldest threads are all plotted and I LOVE them.

LONG OR SHORT REPLIES : I'm adaptable, but truly, I know I don't really enjoy short threads. I need material to voice my muses and they have quite a lot to say, a bit of details and context... Otherwise it's getting complicated to push the story forward (for plotted threads at least). I would say medium-long is the perfect length for me!

ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSES : Nope, that's for sure, but I have always used a bit of my own persona to build things, like an inch of myself to know how a muse would react to something and all. But basically, I'm a potato compared to my whole roster and I'm glad I have nothing alike with them. Imagine being like a Vex or a Kaizen gsdygf

[bluering8]

dear diary (tumblr) today i experienced the horrifying realisation that i'm the meme of dads standing around watching construction sites irl. you don't understaaand it's on my way home from wooork every day it is the most interesting thing which has happened to me in over eight hours!! admittedly sometimes during my commute i get to see a cool bug but this is unpredictable and i cannot rely on it for my daily serotonin dose i need to little a admire the Construction Site, as a treat

[bbms-bb]

Thats it i need my daily dose of serotonin

Jensen whats your favorite: show, plushie, and youtuber :))))

[mixed-up-media]

My daily dose of Serotonin was just this. I needed this today!

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