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mememan93 · 2 years ago

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K im out of work now so im gonna talk about this

Spoilers, like massive spoilers, for TOTK under the cut. Also negative opinions on Botw and Totk under the cut

TLDR: Botw and Totk don't pay a lot of credit to older zelda's, and what they do is misrepresented, and also totk is trying to be a new version of an older game instead of being its own thing.

This is a filler sentence because i know in the notes under the cut doesn't work and sometimes people see the first sentence and get spoiled it happens to me and it sucks so ppl in the notes dont look anymore K?

ok hopefully that^ is enough to stop tumblr's terrible ass features from ruining someone elses experience.

Yes, I do totally think they overshadow older zelda games. Not in a 'they're better' way, but in a 'older zelda games? what are those?' way.

I mean, look at the Loz tag! its almost all botw or totk, and im just talking abt the popular page rn, (totk just came out ofc the recent page is gonna be totk that's obvious). The other posts are some (really good) art of midna, a character who even ppl who've only played botw are obsessed with cause shes hot

Part of this definitely has to do with COVID, and the influx of ppl buying switches, and therefore BOTW. And it's not their fault, if botw and totk are the only games they've played, until recently, nintendo didn't make a lot of their games accessible on the switch, and oot and mm still need a DLC to a paid service (which SUCKKKS)

But part of the reason it kinda annoys me is that Botw doesnt lend itself to the other games, except maybe skyward sword, but in the worst way possible. Playing botw doesn't really make people wanna play the older zelda games, especially because they're nothing alike. I've seen people complain that totk was gonna have bigger dungeons, because dungeons were the reason they avoided zelda before botw, and I don't want to be gatekeepy, but like, really? You're upset that a core part of the zelda series is returning, because you liked the easy puzzles of botw, and get mad that people wanted them back? (and this was before totk came out, and im sorry to say that while they're good, they're nowhere near the level of OOT or Sws)

Botw takes bare minimum lore from other zelda games, and the lore it takes is from skyward sword. And everyone knows that I love love love skyward sword, but it also misrepresents the lore it does take. Like, for example, Hylia. She is dead, she died pre-skyward sword to become Zelda. Botw not elaborating this and making her seem like an absent deity is kinda frustrating and a misrepresentation of one of the key themes of skyward sword.

And then tears of the kingdom comes along and just straight up implies that Hylia, and the golden goddesses for that matter, are not the source of zelda's, actually any of the zeldas post Skyward sword if you believe that rauru and sonia founded the first hyrule, but instead from the Zonai, who DIDN'T EXIST prior to botw. they weren't even hinted at in skyward sword. (No, that one swirl on the sandship was just a design. not a zonai rune ffs)

And right now, Totk feels like it's trying to redo and outdo OOT.

When I say "Sages" what game do you think of? It's true, OOT isn't the only game to have sages. TP, WW, ALBW, ALTTP (except its the maidens), and ST (lokomo sages count) all have sages, but you usually think of OOT and their medalions, because they're the most notable.

I mean, a sage story isn't anything new and isn't inherently OOT, but.

Seven sages (Including Zelda). Medalions/Secret Stones that enhance/contain bits of power, a light sage named rauru, who kinda looks like an owl. come on.

And then there's this blatant callback.

( i dont know why they won't go in the right order)

Ganondorf swearing his fealty (ITS THE SAME POSE) and zelda knowing he's evil, but then he kills someone and Zelda who knew he was evil couldn't protect them so she teams up with the sages to seal him away. Am i talking about totk or oot? You tell me

I've said in another post (I think it was an ask you sent me lol) that there's nothing wrong with a callback or a refernce, infact its good, but it feels like TOTK isn't trying to be TOTK, or even BOTW 2, but instead be OOT 2.

I was talking to someone abt it, and they said "It's trying to be a sequel to a game its not even a sequel too"

It's like its trying to be ocarina of time, but with the botw lore, because it was popular and sold a lot of copies. Its oot without the oot.

I said before I didn't want a lot of skyward sword references, because I wanted totk to be its own game, and i guess i got monkey's pawed because so far, besides the floating islands and the hylia statues, the only skyward sword reference was Fi noises, and instead totk became OOT but with minimal charm.

Sigh. rant over

I would also like to hear additional thoughts if you guys have any

#i havent beaten the game but i do have all the memories #long post #totk spoilers #thanks for the opportunity to vent you dont have to read all of it #totk is fun i mean. gameplay wise

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ihearthenryyycavill · 4 years ago

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Smile for me (Henry Cavill x reader)

Author’s note: I finally managed to get a fic done between Corona tests, sick family members and a terror attack in my home country. fun times

Warnings: build up to smut

Tag List: @summersong69 @keanureeveisbae (tumblr won’t let me tag you >:( ) @littlefreya

The moment you walked into the studio, a wave of feelings crashed upon your unsuspecting body. At this point, you didn’t know what these feelings were, why they were here, and what they meant. But the moment you stepped in, you knew that today would be a different day.

“Hey there!”, your boss greeted you, shaking your hand as he gave you his biggest smile. A few months ago, you had landed a job as studio assistant for one of London’s most well known photographers, a dream coming true for you! From this very day, work wasn’t work for you anymore, it was a pleasure to come into the studio and help him with various shootings. From politicians to singers, you had helped him with nearly every possible sector of public persons one could think of.

“Who are we going to shoot today?”, you asked after letting go of his hand, hanging your coat on the coat hanger and putting your purse in the little cabinet next to it.

“Henry Cavill!”

“Oh? Didn’t he play Superman? Let’s see if he is that super in front of your camera too!”, you joked and walked back to you boss, starting to prepare everything for a long but relaxing shooting. Your boss wanted a scene where Henry would lay on a couch, on leg dangling off it as he reads a book, so you two carry the couch from the back of the studio to the shooting area, along with some other items to give it a homely feeling.

In the end, the couch was in the studio, along with a coffee table, two pillows which didn’t match and a blanket, fuzzy and ready for a long nap. You were happy with how the set turned out and returned to your usual work of setting up the lightning, the different cameras and so on.

A few minutes later, the star of the day arrived at the studio, greeting your boss. In the short conversation you overheard that they were old friends and your boss was very comfortable with him.

“And who’s that?”, Henry asked, looking into your direction. You turned around and waved at him, your boss quickly introducing you to Henry before making the last adjustments to the set. Henry’s eyes lingered on you for a little while longer, making you feel all kinds of different things. One of Earth’s hottest men was checking you out...and you were in a dark blue dress, not even dolled up. What was going on in his mind?

You stayed behind the scenes, fitting the light and shadow for whatever picture your boss wanted to do next. For now, Henry was laying on the couch, pretending to read a copy of the latest Playboy magazine - a scene which made you lightly chuckle, earning a raised eyebrow from the man. You shrugged and gave him a grin before turning your attention back to the lights, his eyes burning a hole in your back - a thing you didn’t mind at all.

“Hey (Y/N), do you wanna try a few photos? I need to make some tea”, your boss said after about an hour of taking pictures. You peaked up from your spot behind a prop, nodding with a grin. Henry was also up for the task, and your boss left the room a minute later.

You held the camera in your hands, trying to figure out the best setting to shoot your man crush in, trying not to show how nervous you were. Henry watched you intensely, not a single movement of your fingers went unnoticed by him.

“What kind of pictures do you wanna take?”, Henry asked after you had molested the buttons of the camera for a good minute, turning your attention to the man still laying on the couch.

“Uhm...pictures which will break the internet?”, you joked. In this very moment you realized you had no idea which pictures to take as your mind went blank, only filled by your model.

“Break the internet you say?”

“Yeah! I’m gonna get you a PC and you can...do your thing!”, you joked, nervousness evident in your voice. But the good kind of being nervous.

Henry chuckled at that idea, then patted on the spot next to himself. “How about we work together to get some...ideas? I am sure you will be brilliant.” You sat down next to where Henry was still chilling, his fingers drawing circles on the fabric of the couch. “Pictures to break the internet…”, he muttered, you nodded in agreement.

“Put on a fake ass and we redo this one Kardashian shot where she had a champagne glass on her butt.”, you suggested, Henry’s amusement only increased.

“No, no, I have a different idea, but you have to be up for it.”, Henry said, peaking your interest. Henry reached into his pocket, taking out his phone. In the other room, you could hear your boss swearing as he burnt himself on the kettle.

“(Y/N), Henry, I have to leave for a little bit! I need something for that burn!”, he yelled over from the other room, leaving the studio to probably head back home. Which gave you two plenty of time to work on the “internet breaking” photos.

Henry finally found what he was looking for. He handed you his phone, showing you one of his work out videos. The comments on it were absolutely thirsty, and had one of the highest viewer count you had ever seen. One reason why the video was so high in count was probably the POV it was filmed in - it looked like the viewer was on top of Henry as he moved up and down on the training machine.

“Wow, your fans are really horny.”, you said, currently reading one comment about how he could ruin their life over and over and they would thank him.

“And what if we play right into their horniness?”, Henry suggested, to which you gave him a shocked look. He appeared more like a 50ies gentleman, not a horn dog. But who knew what was going on in a guy’s head most of the time.

You nodded slowly, giving his phone one last look to memorize the POV he had filmed it in, then Henry put it away. “Let’s make this, shall we?”, you said, a grin on your lips. Ideas for more pictures than that came into your mind, and you were eager to play into all ideas.

Henry was still laying down, but he pushed the blankets off of the couch and opened up the first few buttons of his shirt, his chest hair peeking out. From what you had read, you remembered that his chest hair was highly appreciated, and you understood why. This man was made out of pure testosterone and manliness.

“Get on top of me.”, Henry ordered, an order you couldn’t deny. You moved on top of him, straddling his hips as you got comfortable. His body was wide, forcing you to spread your legs very wide to settle down, your dress riding up a bit. You turned your camera on again, looking down at Henry who had a devilish smile on his lips. “Let me guide you?”, he offered. Once again, you agreed.

The first pictures started out tame. The POV was great to imagine oneself in such a situation, but after you had to shift a little bit, you could feel something. Something hard and thick pressing against your ass, through his jeans. Henry just gave you a cheeky grin, “Sorry, happens when I have a beautiful lady on top of me.”

“...I’m gonna take that as a compliment!”, you answered, extremely flustered. Henry just grinned and placed his hands on your hips. He slowly started to guide his hips against yours, and the pictures resulting from these minutes were worth an uproar on the internet. His lips were parted, little drops of sweat visible on his chest and forehead. He was so into it… You knew you could only win this, as the man under you could barely hold back his desire. His grip tightened, rubbing against you as photo upon photo was taken.

Until the door to the studio opened, and you could hear your boss yelling, “I am back, kids!” You instantly rolled off Henry and in an attempt to hide his boner, he grabbed a blanket and held it by his crotch. Your boss was blissfully unaware, giving you two a smile. “I am going to put away the creme quickly, and then we can continue. (Y/N), are you okay? You are a bit...sweaty?”

You just laughed while taking out the SD card from the camera, “No worry, we just had so much fun, all the laughing feels like a work out!”, you lied, to which your boss nodded and disappeared.

Henry chuckled on his spot, looking up to you. He handed you his unlocked phone, “If you desire a private photo shooting, my place is ready to be your studio.”

...and this will happen in a part 2 if you want to read it? feedback is highly appreciated, thank you! :3

#henry cavill #henry cavill fanfiction #henry cavill x reader #henry cavill/you #henry cavill/reader

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blueprint-han · 4 years ago

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at eleven night, find me ↠ hjs.

genre: sorta platonic au? ; fluff, just petting Jisung’s head as he falls asleep on your lap 🥺

⇥ warnings: none at all.

wc: 1.3 K 🤡 (sighs why am I like this)

⇥ disclaimer: this fiction does not aim to represent the activities of the real Han Jisung, nor does it represent JYPE in any form. Events are pure fiction. ♡

type: drabble

network tag: @stayverse @districtninewriters @inkidz

part of: the url drabble game; requested by @sleepylixie (requests for this are closed now!)

↯ note: okay so fair warning, I wrote this in 2 hours at midnight whilst I was sleep deprived, so if it’s bad that’s why. :(( Hops you like it though, and I’m willing to redo it if you didn’t <33 🥺😔🥀 ⇥ dawn.☀️

The annoying rooster that popped out of your antique clock did it’s usual routine at 11 pm, though it was surprising of you to anticipate the loud shrill of the bell when it did so. You weren’t even sleepy, just on edge with wanting to meet your friend after a long time.

You’d admittedly missed Han Jisung, your best friend a lot. His presence every evening beside you, his cute pouty eyes and the way he’d fill his cheeks with food, making him look like the sweetest, cutest squirrel. He wouldn’t let anyone touch his cheeks, but he’d make an exception for you, especially because he’d secretly love it when you’d cup his cheeks and swoon over how adorably red he’d turn when he was shy.

There was no wrong happening that kept the both of you separated this week, just that you were busy with your thesis and he was busy with his music assignments; and overall the week had reduced you to a tired, grubby state. You so desperately wished to just let go, relax and have a fun time — and it was going to happen soon enough, you figured. Han Jisung had every which way of making you laugh, even if he did basically nothing.

How did you meet? It wasn’t a very special entrance, you just found that he sat alone at lunch, decided to approach him, talked to him for two days and viola, best friends. It sounded too good to be true on paper, but something about Jisung just… clicked. You shared mostly the same interests, and even if you didn’t, neither of you were unwilling to try new things. It was one hell of a wild experience to be with Jisung. Or Sungie, as you called him.

The lighting of your room was practically dim — owing to the “cozy” effect you were trying to create. Warm light splayed through the lamp placed on the wooden table — an antique one again, because you were a huge fanatic of antiques. The air smelled oddly of cinnamon and apple pie. Everything was just perfect — now you just needed one person to step through that door.

“Y/N!”

And almost like it was fate, a heavy weight threw itself on your back, scaring the shit out of your senses as you shrieked loudly.

“Agh!... Wha- Jisung!”

You slapped his arm, causing him to recoil in shock as he rubbed the area, a pout on his lips. “What?”

“Couldn’t you’ve rung the doorbell?”

“Couldn’t you’ve remembered to lock the door?” Jisung said, walking around the couch to plop down beside you. He’d changed his hair color, gone from a dirty ash blond to a jet black that complimented his skin tone more according to your preference. You’d had no time to keep up with yourself, let alone Jisung, so you figured you’d missed quite a lot of stuff.

His eyes still sparkled the same way, but his eyebags had gotten more prominent, and he seemed dull, like he’d missed out on days of sleep. Which you were sure he did. His hair fell over his eyes, however, masking how tired he truly was, but you could see through the mask very, very clearly. You also took a moment to admire how pretty he was, because admittedly, Han Jisung was drop dead gorgeous.

You succumbed to the temptation of running your fingers through his hair, strands soft on your skin as Jisung yawned at the action, the sound oh-so-pure and delicate. Tucking them behind his ears, you splayed a gentle smile on your lips as you watched Jisung take your hand in his.

“How was your week, love?” Jisung asked, leaning into the backrest of the couch as his eyes were close to fluttering shut, more because of the way you were running a thumb across the back of his hand.

“It was okay, I guess.” You shrugged, reaching for the glass of water that was on the center table, relief running through you when the cool water rushed through your throat. You didn’t even know you were dehydrated, figuring that you were most likely distracted from Jisung’s arrival. “You look sleepy.” You pointed out as a matter of fact, noticing the way Jisung’s eyes were barely peeking out over his heavy, drooping eyelids.

“Yeah, I had to stay over at the studio a bunch of times so I’m sleep deprived, you could say.” His voice was raspy as sleep threatened to consume him when you reached out, lacing your hand through his hair again. You weren’t quite sleepy yourself, because you tended to be more of the night owl. Jisung looked absolutely ethereal in this lighting, honey caramel skin almost glowing in the faint light, accentuating his features.

It was always a common habit for you to run your hands through his hair and vice versa. You never remembered who picked up the habit, or when you picked it up, but it soon became an addiction to have Jisung’s fingers massaging your scalp slightly. And it was the same for him.

“Hey,” You slid a hand underneath his head, his warm cheek resting against your palm as Jisung opened his eyes only lightly to look up at you. “You’re gonna end up with a sprain if you fall asleep here.”

“But I haven’t talked to you in so long…” He murmured, nuzzling into your touch as he yawned yet again, and your heart fluttered in your chest. In all honesty, you didn’t know if your feelings for Jisung diverged from platonic affection, or if it was just your mind, and honestly, you didn’t really care either.

All you knew was that Jisung was here, you were here, in this moment, together. That was all, and that was enough.

The boy was taken aback for two seconds when you silently pulled him down, letting him rest his head on your lap before he got an idea of what you were implying. Throwing his legs on the couch Jisung snuggled into a warm, comfortable position. One of your hands tangled into his tresses again, while the other one was intertwined with Jisung’s slender, shorter fingers.

“Mmh,” He hummed in content, placing a soft kiss onto your thigh which led you to shiver. “I missed you.”

“I missed you too, baby.” You immediately replied, not an inch of hesitation in your voice.

“Tell me about your week then, love.” Jisung murmured, and you chuckled. Anyone could see how far drifted into sleep he already was, and honestly, a part of you loved how adorable he got when he was sleepy. Sleepy Jisung was more clingy, more whiny, and made your heart swell so much faster — it was almost unreal. He was just plain adorable.

You were tempted to ask him if he’d even stay up to hear the whole story, but nevertheless, you began reciting your hectic week, filled with all the fun memories, the stressful ones, the sad ones, all of them. At times you raised your voice, which jerked Jisung awake, but he’d just hum in content before falling back asleep, which would in turn only make you coo over how cute he was.

Jisung couldn’t help it either, your hands in his hair and your soft hand engulfing his own was admittedly too much for him to keep his eyes open. It was such a soothing feeling, at this place he felt his heart at peace. Relaxed. He could banish any negativity from his mind just by hearing your voice, now.

When you finished, Jisung was huddled into a ball, having fallen into deep slumber as you continued patting his head. The gentle smile that always found itself when Jisung was like this creeped back up to your lips, your eyes fluttering close as you simply took in the delicateness of the moment.

It was almost midnight now, and even though you and Jisung had barely talked, you felt as though you’d communicated for years, simply by hearing each other out. Your friendship wasn’t the kind that could be found anywhere — it had to be made, and a part of it was gifted. It was the best gift, really.

Because when the clock struck eleven night, you knew you could always find him, no matter what.

↯ note: ��️ ignore me this is just a small prayer that tumblr doesn’t make me battle the tags yet again 🕯️ may the tumblr gods be in my favor atleast this once ;-; 🕯️ ⇥ dawn.☀️

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allsassnoclass · 4 years ago

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blood on my shirt, heart in my hands

Pairing: Michael Clifford/Ashton Irwin

Rating: Teen and Up

Key Tag(s): Vampires, biting, blood

Word Count: 2912

Read on AO3

This is a sequel to my Halloween vampire Michael fic, which can be read on tumblr here or on ao3 here

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Michael finally agrees to feed from Ashton

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Michael has set himself up in the living room with a video game by the time Ashton wakes up and stumbles out of the bedroom. It’s not too late, but the sun has fully risen, a few beams peaking in the windows around their blinds, paining Ashton in golden light. His hair is messy and he’s rubbing at his eyes, wearing nothing but boxers with a trail of hickies faded against his neck and chest.

Hm. Michael should probably redo those soon.

“Good morning, Sleeping Beauty,” Michael says, returning his focus to the video game. Ashton flops onto the couch next to him, leaning heavily on his shoulder. Michael immediately begins leaching his warmth, even through the hoodie he’s wearing. Something great about Ashton is that he’s always willing to keep Michael warm.

“Morning,” Ashton says, voice a little gravelly. “Did you sleep?”

“A little,” Michael says. “I’ve been out here for a while.”

Ashton hums. Michael turns and presses a kiss to the top of his head, breathing him in.

“Did you eat?” Ashton asks.

“Yeah. Tastes like shit this week, though.”

“Well, you can always take a bite of me if you want,” Ashton says, heaving himself up and stretching. Michael watches him wander to the kitchen.

Ashton has been saying stuff like that for a long time, but Michael still hasn’t taken him up on it. He knows that Ashton wants it, and they’ve had a few more serious discussions about the prospect of Michael feeding from him, but there’s always been something holding him back. It’s not that Michael is scared of hurting him anymore, because they’ve both done a lot of work on getting Michael to trust himself and to trust Ashton to know his own limits, but every time Michael tries to agree he feels a lump in his throat.

The last person he fed from was named Harry. He was human and adamant about not being turned, but Michael didn’t mind. He loved him and was fully prepared to spend the rest of Harry’s time on Earth with him, and he thought Harry was prepared for the same.

Two months after Michael fed from him the first time, Harry disappeared. Michael freaked out thinking something awful had happened, possibly because of him, but when he managed to track down Harry he found him perfectly content with another man. He never tried to reach out again.

He still wonders how Harry explained the two tiny scars on his neck left by Michael’s fangs. His saliva has a healing agent that will help close the wounds, but scars from feeding never fully fade, no matter how old they are. If Michael did the same to Ashton, he’d have that permanently on his body.

Ashton has never given him reason to believe he’ll run away, though. If anything, it’s Ashton who keeps making the first moves towards permanency. He had Michael meet his family. He first brought up the subject of them living together. Michael may be the person who wanted a dog, but Ashton is the one who actually started looking at the ones in nearby shelters, trying to find the one that will suit both of their lifestyles perfectly. He not only has integrated himself into Michael’s life, but has integrated Michael into his.

Ashton knows that the fangs will scar, and he still asks.

“Okay,” Michael says.

“What?” Ashton calls. “Did you say something?” He reappears in the doorway, mug in hand.

“I said okay. If you’re up for it today, I’d… appreciate getting to feed from you.”

The mug slackens in Ashton’s hand. He blinks a few times, chest shuddering on his breaths.

“You really want this, don’t you?” Michael asks. Ashton flushes and nods. Michael smiles and drops his fangs, and Ashton almost drops the mug, fumbling for it right before it crashes to the floor. He barely recovers. Michael can’t stop himself from laughing at him.

“Shut up,” Ashton says, entirely red. “Are we--now?”

“No,” Michael says, retracting his fangs so he can talk normally. “You need to eat first and have some water. If we’re doing this, we’re doing it right.”

“Okay, yeah. Are you sure? Are we really doing this?”

“Yeah,” Michael says. The word comes out easily, the lump in his throat dissipating with Ashton’s reaction. He’s ready for this.

Ashton crosses the room in a few long strides and kisses him firmly.

“Thank you,” he says, then kisses him again. “Okay. Breakfast.”

“Breakfast,” Michael confirms. Ashton beelines back to the kitchen, renewed spring in his step, and Michael scrunches into his sweatshirt a little more, smiling as he presses play on his game again.

-/-

They ultimately decide to do it in the afternoon. Ashton doesn’t eat much for breakfast and Michael needs to be sure that he has enough substance in him not to pass out. Ashton assured him that he typically doesn’t even get woozy when he donates blood, which prompted an entire conversation about whether his blood has any inhuman properties, but Michael stayed firm. Besides, he did feed from the magic store concoction earlier in the day, and while it wasn’t quite as much as usual he would’ve been too full if they tried anything before noon.

By 2:30, the thought of drinking from Ashton is making him salivate.

“Ash,” he says. Ashton must hear something in his voice, or just know him really well, because he immediately turns off the tv and faces Michael expectantly.

“Are you ready?” Michael asks.

“Yes.” Ashton chuckles a bit, just a small huff of a laugh. “I’ve been ready for months.” Michael rolls his eyes.

“Yeah, but do you feel up to it now? You’ve eaten enough and kept hydrated?”

“Yes, Michael. I promise I’m ready.”

Michael nods once. This is happening. Holy shit, this is really happening.

“Sit back and get comfortable,” he commands. Ashton immediately complies, rolling his shoulders out and leaning into the sofa cushion. Michael watches him take a few breaths, relaxing his muscles with every exhale, and when he seems as lax as he’s going to get Michael plops down on his lap.

“Hi,” Ashton says, hands immediately coming to his hips to hold him in place.

“Hi,” Michael says, brushing their noses together. He kisses him long and slow, the type of kiss that implies they have all the time in the world to continue, and Ashton relaxes that last little bit under him. Michael almost wants to keep doing this for the rest of the afternoon, but he has a chance to taste Ashton in another, better way, and that’s what finally makes him lean back and break the kiss. When they part, he runs a hand through Ashton’s hair, then lets his thumb trail down from behind his ear to the base of his throat. Ashton tilts his head, granting him clear access. Michael watches his Adam's apple bob when he swallows.

“So,” Michael says. “This is going to hurt.”

“No shit, Sherlock.”

“Stop being a smartass,” Michael says, smacking his arm lightly. “I’m literally stabbing you in the neck with two sharp points, then draining you of stuff you need to live. We have to talk about this.”

“I know,” Ashton says soothingly, running his hands up and down Michael’s thighs. “Thank you for being so thorough. I’m listening, I promise.”

Michael nods once and tries to steady himself.

“I think we need a safeword. I’m not going to take much, but if it hurts too much or you’re starting to feel faint, I need to know.”

“Okay,” Ashton says. “What about garlic?”

“Garlic is good,” Michael says. “You’re going to remember it?”

“Yep. Besides, nothing will take you out of the blood sucking mood like thinking about garlic.” He has a point. Garlic makes Michael feel sick. He nods.

“You can also pinch my side if you’re too woozy and can’t find words.”

“Like this?” Ashton asks right as Michael feels a sharp pain in his side. He jolts away.

“Ow, yeah. Exactly like that.”

“Okay,” Ashton says. Michael nods again, staring at the part of Ashton’s neck that he’s going to bite into. It’s smooth and tan, right next to a faded bruise low enough to be hidden by the collar of his dress shirts at work. There are a few different arteries and veins there, and he has to be careful to get the right one and close it properly afterwards or Ashton could bleed out. He doesn’t exactly want to test the limits of his immortality.

“Hey,” Ashton says. “You good?”

“Yeah,” Michael nods, making himself meet Ashton’s warm hazel eyes again. He’s gazing at Michael steadily, an easy and familiar look on his face that reminds Michael of the centuries they’ve both lived. There’s an understanding with Ashton that he can’t find with many other people, highlighted more the longer they spend together.

“We don’t have to if you don’t want to,” Ashton says.

“I know. It’s just… a lot. It’s a big step.”

“I’m honored you want to take it with me,” Ashton says. “I know it means a lot to you.”

Michael nods. They’ve talked about the ritualistic, biological, and traditional significance of a vampire feeding directly from a live person, and Ashton knows it’s a big deal.

“Are you scared?” Ashton asks.

“No.”

“You’ve got your anxiety face on,” Ashton says. He presses his fingers against Michael’s forehead, smoothing out the wrinkles there. Michael rolls his eyes.

“I’m not scared. I’m a little nervous, which is different.”

“What are you nervous about?” Ashton asks, returning his hands to Michael’s hips. It’s one of his favorite places to rest his hands, a grounding weight when Michael is standing in front of him or sitting on his lap or laying next to him in bed.

Michael tries to find a reason and comes up empty. He knows that Ashton is aware of his limits and will tap out if he needs, and he knows that he’s not going to take more blood than Ashton can handle. This is a step he’s prepared to take with Ashton, and more importantly he wants to do it, longs to finally know what Ashton tastes like in this way. Ashton wants it, too. They’ve both communicated clearly about it, and he knows they’re on the same page. There’s nothing to be nervous about.

“I think it’s habit now,” he says. “I’ve been so scared to do this for so long, and even though I know it’s going to be great and I want to…”

“I get it,” Ashton says. “What do we need to do to get rid of that?”

“Just fucking do it,” Michael shrugs.

“Sweet. Be my guest.”

Ashton bares his neck again, ready and willing. Michael brings a hand up to brace him on the other side, just so he won’t flinch away involuntarily.

“Keep still,” he says, then drops his fangs. Ashton’s pulse jumps, blood rushing under Michael’s hand.

“Calm down, Ash. It’s okay.”

“I know,” Ashton huffs. “Do it. The anticipation is killing me.”

“Pushy,” Michael mumbles. He leans down, nosing at Ashton’s neck, tracing along the carotid artery. He lets go of the normal restraint on his senses, hearing each thump-thump of Ashton’s heartbeat and his breaths. Dozens of smells fill his nostrils: the blood in Ashton’s veins, the soap from his shower, the fabric softener that makes his t-shirts so soft, and that particular sweatskinAshton smell that makes Michael’s head spin. He brushes his lips against the pulse point, relishing in the way it makes Ashton’s breath catch. The first gentle scrape of fangs makes him shudder beneath him.

Ashton is always so sensitive around his neck. Michael wants to play with this, to see how thoroughly he can undo him before finally taking the bite, how much he needs to tease before Ashton becomes a mess and finally swallows his pride to beg, but he can also smell the blood now and hear it pumping and he needs to bite. He has a god at his mercy, willingly submitting to him and offering what he wants, and he’s finally going to take it.

Ashton makes a high-pitched sound in the back of his throat when the fangs break skin. Michael feels it more than he hears it, a slight reverberation accompanying the blood dribbling from the artery. Michael sucks on the wound, catching as much in his mouth as he can, knowing he should savor it but also needing none of it to go to waste. This is Ashton’s blood: sweet and metallic and warm and alive and so, so precious, tasting like the good kind of late night and laughter and familiar hands resting on his hips. It will not get spilt carelessly.

“Michael,” Ashton whines. He hums, squeezing Ashton’s bicep to let him know he’s present. Ashton repeats his name like a mantra, but he’s not telling him to stop or pinching his side, and it sounds like music this way.

The feeding itself lasts just under a minute, as any longer risks vergining into worrisome territory with the artery he picked. Michael swallows what he can, then licks over the fang marks, picking up more blood and starting to seal them off. In a few seconds, the blood stops flowing, and Michael mouths around the bite to ensure that anything smeared on Ashton’s skin gets consumed.

Ashton adjusts his grip on Michael’s hips, panting. His heart is still beating steadily, rapid and just barely weaker than usual, and Michael presses one last kiss to the bite mark before he leans back to fully assess him. Ashton blinks up at him a few times, shell-shocked and dazed.

“How do you feel?” Michael asks. He cups Ashton’s jaw with both hands, maintaining eye contact.

“You have--you--” He gestures to his lips. Michael wipes his thumb around the corners, sucking the spare blood into his mouth, one last treat from the feeding. Ashton stares at him the entire time.

“Ash,” he says. “You have to tell me how you feel.”

“Fangs,” Ashton says, still staring.

“I’m not going to get them to retract for a few minutes this soon after a live feeding, big guy. How out of it are you?”

“Not too much,” he says. Michael isn’t convinced, but each breath Ashton takes in seems to center him more, kickstarting whatever is leftover from his godly powers to get his mind and body working properly again.

“I’m going to get you some water and a snack. Stay here, okay?”

“Where would I go?”

Michael ignores him in favor of planting a kiss on his forehead, then heads to the kitchen. When he returns Ashton is still boneless against the sofa, lolling his head to the side to watch him approach.

“I’m still not dizzy,” he says after he sips some water and takes a bite of the granola bar under Michael’s watchful eye. “I’m a deity. It takes more than that to affect me.”

“You lost a lot of blood in a short amount of time. I’m not taking any chances.”

Ashton gives him an unimpressed look, but takes another bite of his granola bar anyway.

“How was it?” he asks, faux-casual.

“Amazing,” Michael breathes, leaning back against the cushions with the taste still on his tongue. It’s something he won’t be forgetting within the next millennium. “You taste so good, Ash, like… I don’t know how to describe it, except that it was both exactly what I thought and completely unexpected at the same time. I knew it would be good, but fuck, I never imagined it could be like that.”

Ashton’s lips quirk up, and when he offers his hand Michael threads their fingers together. Ashton brings his hand to his lips and kisses the back of it.

“You know, in my religion the act of eating was considered extremely important. Our followers would often eat lavishly as the most important part of worship, believing it opened them further to our blessings and favor.”

“Did it?” Michael asks. Ashton nods.

“There’s nothing more intimate than eating with someone, I think. To be the source of food is even more so, whether you make the meal or… contribute in other ways.”

“More intimate than sex, even?”

Ashton smiles, then nods.

“Yeah, more intimate than sex.”

Michael leans forward, figuring that Ashton has recovered enough to be on the receiving end of another long, slow kiss. When they part, Michael finally feels fully centered again and his fangs retract easily.

“I can’t feed from you again for a while, like eight weeks or something. We need to give you time to fully recover.”

“I know,” Ashton says, pulling him closer. Michael settles against his side, leaning down to plant a kiss on his shoulder.

“Thank you for doing this,” Ashton says, “and for taking care of me, even if I don’t need it.”

“Well, I do want to keep you around,” Michael says. “You’re my live blood supply now.”

“And I will be as long as you want me.”

“Forever, then.”

“Forever.”

Michael smiles and buries his face in Ashton’s shoulder. When he glances up, he can see the scars from his fangs clear as day, angry and red. He used to think vampire bites looked like awful, ugly things, but this one isn’t. This one looks more like a promise, one that Michael knows they both intend to keep for the rest of eternity.

#my writing #mashton #5sos fic #ahhhh! yelling!!!!!!!#anyway the blood and stuff isn't graphic I would say #but this this a vampire fic so it's there

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iam93percentstardust · 5 years ago

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creator tag game

tagged by the always amazing @betheflame

Rules: It’s time to love yourselves! Choose your 5 favorite works you created in the past year (fics, art, edits, etc.) and link them below to reflect on the amazing things you brought into the world in 2019. Tag as many writers/artists/etc. as you want (fan or original) so we can spread the love and link each other to awesome works!

1. Picture This (also found here)

While this one wasn’t my first Stevetony fic, it was my first ficlet and the first one that I posted on tumblr. I’m always amazed by the reception it got here--people usually comment that they had no idea I was the one who wrote it--and I adore going back to reread it on bad days.

The Avengers’ social media director sits Steve down and slides a phone over to him. “You need an Instagram,” she tells him.

(This is that Instagram AU that was going around for a while last summer)

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2. You Got the Heart of a Phoenix (So Let Them See You Rise)

I started working on this one after I gave up on an unfinished long fic in the Hobbit fandom and I was a little daunted because I was wondering if I was even able to finish a long fic or if I was doomed to leave them unfinished. There are a few things that I’m really proud of with this work but they don’t have anything to do with the work itself so much as they do me personally: firstly that I used to have this really bad habit of outlining every minute detail in a story and then getting really stressed when it wouldn’t work out. This story started off with an outline but then as I started interacting with my readers more, it grew kind of organically from there and now it doesn’t match the original outline at all and I’m okay with that. Secondly, I used to think that I have to respond to every single negative comment that I got but this story was the one that got me to a stage where I felt comfortable deleting the comment (and occasionally ranting about it here but at least I’m not responding to the commenter).

Tony is born with a soulmark.

Everyone is born with a mark- unless their soulmate is already dead. What’s unusual is how sometimes Tony has a mark and sometimes he doesn’t.

No one knows what to do with that. Marks only disappear when a person’s soulmate is dead. But one day, Tony had a mark and then the next he didn’t. Tony had barely had enough time to realize that something was wrong before it was back.

Steve is also born with a mark.

But when Steve is injected with the serum, his mark changes. Marks aren’t supposed to change. They’re supposed to remain static, as static as the fact that the sun rises in the east and sets in the west.

The Asset doesn't know if he was born with a mark or not.

He would probably say that he was born with one because everyone seems to have one but, if it's not important to his mission, then he doesn't know.

He does have one though. It appears immediately on his metal arm the first time they attach it to his shoulder.

Everyone is born with a soulmark but some people's marks are faulty.

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3. Wait (also found here)

My first request (thanks @desitonystark)! I’d never gotten a request before so I was really excited to get this one (also it has 69 notes here on tumblr and I’m not mature enough to not find that funny).

Tony is in heat. His alphas want to take care of him but will Tony let them?

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4. Once Upon a Wintertime

I was really nervous about this one because it’s a collection of shorter scenes that make up a very long one-shot, which I don’t normally write (I normally do chaptered fics). It’s also a lot of sleeping and Bucky carrying Tony and it wraps up kind of abruptly (which is fine because that’s the tone I wanted to come across) so I was worried people might find it boring but the reception to it has been so sweet and welcoming.

Look, Bucky knows that he’s fulfilling every cliché in the book right now. He knows that, as a bodyguard, he’s not supposed to fall in love with his client. But Tony’s good and sweet and so, so lonely and how could Bucky not? He thinks he’s got a shot after Tony breaks up with his boyfriend but on a trip across the country, he finds out that Tony needs a bondmate or the board will steal SI—and Ty’s already said yes.

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5. Brewed Awakening

This one was an interesting one for me. I don’t usually work with a beta for various reasons but I did for this one because it’s a gift fic and I wanted it to turn out perfectly. I was absolutely delighted with the beta I worked with who turned this story from a mess to something wonderful. This was basically me writing depressed Steve and completely redoing the MCU and I was really worried that it would turn out confusing or that it would be too different from canon for people to enjoy but I’m actually really proud of the way it turned out (also I know that it says it was published in 2020 but it was technically published in 2019 and wasn’t revealed until 2020).

Two years after he comes out of the ice, Steve is drifting through life. On his teammate's recommendation, he decides to go back to school where he meets the grandson of an old friend. He finds happiness with Tony but Steve won't be in Boston forever and someone is out to hurt the Starks. Will Steve and Tony be able to reach their happily ever after?

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(Honorable Mention to A King for Christmas, which has more kudos than some of my actual fics and absolutely baffles me)

I can’t think of anyone who hasn’t already been tagged for this so I’m going to take betheflame’s advice and say that if you’re seeing this and you haven’t been tagged - I TAG YOU!

#long post #alle writes #2019 wrap up

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thatnerdyblondegirl · 7 years ago

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92 questions tag!!

Thank you @youngjaesloudlaugh for tagging me in this extremely long questions tag. It’s been a few months since I answered this but I’m gonna be honest here and say that I was too lazy to redo everything so... I copied my last post and changed a couple of answers. Hope you enjoy!!

LAST… [1] drink: water [2] phone call: my parents, cause I always call them on sundays [3] text message: to a new friend I made [4] song you listened to: Mercy- Shawn Mendes (we went bowling and they played it there) [5] time you cried: idk it’s been a while... like a day HAVE YOU EVER… [6] dated someone twice: nope [7] been cheated on: that would require me to be in an actual relationship so… no [8] kissed someone and regretted it: oh yeah [9] lost someone special: yeah.. [10] been depressed: every single day of my life [11] gotten drunk and thrown up: drunk: yes, thrown up: never (very proud of my body for not getting hungover or such things) LIST 3 FAVOURITE COLORS: [12] blue [13] purple [14] black

IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU…

[15] made new friends: yep (internet and irl... wow i have irl friends) [16] fallen out of love: you can’t fall out of love if you’ve never been in love [17] laughed until you cried: everytime I watch Shane Dawson or Buzzfeed Unsolved [18] found out someone was talking about you: i don’t think so and if so i blocked it out [19] met someone who changed you: oh yeah [20] found out who your true friends are: still trying to figure that out (update: still don’t really know) [21] kissed someone on your facebook list: that would be awkward for multiple reasons so no

GENERAL… [22] how many of your facebook friends do you know in real life: like 95% of them [23] do you have any pets: i had a dog but he died last summer [24] do you want to change your name: nah i like my name [25] what did you do for your last birthday: well i was sadly sick in bed so not much [26] what time did you wake up: I woke up at like 6 (it’s so early and I hated it) [27] what were you doing at midnight last night: ummm.... probably watching YouTube [28] name something you cannot wait for: my bachelor’s degree [29] when was the last time you saw your mother: on her birthday in April [30] what is one thing you wish you could change about your life: i wish i could handle my life better [31] what are you listening to right now: All I Wanna Do- Jay Park feat Hoody and Loco [32] have you ever talked to a person named tom: yeah! he’s my best friend’s boyfriend (I set them up together :)) [33] something that is getting on your nerves: just life in general (and profs trying to fail me) [34] most visited website: i think it’s a tie between Tumblr and YouTube [35] elementary: been there, done that [36] high school: those were the days [37] college: barely surviving it [38] hair color: blonde (hence the name ;)) [39] long or short hair: long [40] do you have a crush on someone: only on kpop idols [41] what do you like about yourself: *silence*… i guess my fashion sense is alright [42] piercings: nope [43] blood type: it’s something negative [44] nickname: well… a reserved few get to call me Dani [45] relationship status: forever alone and to lazy to do something about it [46] zodiac sign: virgo [47] pronouns: she/her [48] fav tv show: does anime count? if so: Inuyasha. if not: The Originals [49] tattoos: don’t have any but i want one [50] right or left hand: right

FIRST… [51] surgery: i had to get my polyps taken out when i was three [52] piercing: none [53] best friend: i think her name was Maddie [54] sport: soccer (but i wasn’t very good) [55] vacation: i dunno, my parents went on a lot of vacations with me as a baby, but the first one i remember was in Disney World [56] pair of trainers: no idea

RIGHT NOW… [57] eating: my feelings. jk nothing [58] drinking: water [59] i’m about to: maybe go grocery shopping but .. it’s so HOT!! [60] listening to: Dilemma- Infinite [61] waiting for: life to get easier [62] want: to get my life together [63] get married: let me find someone first! (i mean geez who are you, my mom?) [64] career: i need that degree first ;) [65] hugs or kisses: how bout a high five? [66] lips or eyes: eyes [67] shorter or taller: taller (i wanna know what it’s like to be tall) [68] older or younger: i don’t really care [70] nice arms or nice stomach: can’t i have both?! (but if I had to choose: arms) [71] sensitive or loud: sensitive [72] hook up or relationship: relationship [73] troublemaker or hesitant: hesitant

HAVE YOU EVER… [74] kissed a stranger? define stranger… did i know his name when i kissed him? no. Did i know afterwards when we went on a date? yes [75] drank hard liquor? of course! [76] lost glasses/contact lenses? no!! that would be tragic because i would be blind as a bat [77] turned someone down: yeah [78] sex on first date? god no! [79] broken someone’s heart? yeah… [80] had your own heart broken? more times than i can count [81] been arrested? nope [82] cried when someone died? oh yeah [83] fallen for a friend? yeah… it was that awkward teeny phase

DO YOU BELIEVE IN… [84] yourself? haha yeah right [85] miracles? sure, why not? [86] love at first sight? you can’t fall in love with just a face. You fall in love with their soul [87] Santa Claus? i stopped believing since i was like six [88] kiss on the first date? i mean if there’s chemistry… [89] angels? absolutely!

OTHER… [90] current best friend’s name: Cindy [91] eye color: blue with a hint of green [92] favorite movie: A Million Ways To Die In The West (Seth MacFarlane is just too funny)

I know you’re supposed to tag like 20 people but... that’s not gonna happen: @emotwatt @penguin-neckpillow @literally-just-yoongi-trash @glazedbangtan @sahubert @sophiaiskindasad ... you guys are tagged but I can also understand if you don’t want to do this cause it’s a LOT! Also if any of my other followers want to do this, be my guest

#tag game #wow it's been 3 months since i answered this last time #not much has changed #tag you're it

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profound-boning · 7 years ago

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Huge GTKM Game

I’ve been tagged in several of these over the past several months I know I’m a mess I’m sorry and I’m finally going to answer some of them!

Tagged by @thecuriouscrusader @blissfulcastiel @glowingdean @casbakespie @adoringjensen

no I’m not tagging anyone else in this monstrosity lol

Relationship status: Taken, just celebrated five years!

Lipstick or Chapstick: I wore lipstick every day when I was in college but now that I’m living with Boyfriend it’d be a big ol waste of time and money and also messy

Last Song I Listened To: uhhh the Star Wars: The Force Awakens soundtrack because I watched that yesterday?

Last Movie I Watched: lol see above

Favorite Color: Pink

Top 3 Favorite Shows: Supernatural, SKAM, and Brooklyn Nine-Nine (I really need to get caught up on those last two damn)

If I had a cat what would I name it: Ooooh see that totally depends I’d have to meet them in person first

Height: 5 foot 3 and one half

Hogwarts House: SLYTHERIN HISS HISS MOTHERFUCKERS

Time right now: 17:09

Average hours of sleep: lmao like under 7 right now because I keep staying up late and then waking up early by force of habit??

Favorite number: 47

Last thing I Googled: ”where do psychiatrists work” for a fic

Fictional character you want as your younger sibling: I want this answer to be Charlie Bradbury except I’d want her to be my OLDER sibling... so let’s go with Rey (sw: tfa) or Isak Valtersen (SKAM)

Blankets I sleep with: Sheet and comforter

Favorite band/artists: Oh man lmao uh Taylor Swift, Fall Out Boy, Paramore, Adele, Ed Sheeran, twenty one pilots, the Arctic Monkeys, others?

Dream trip: GREECE I want to cruise around the islands and see all the history and art

What am I wearing right now: A Corgi crop top and my new THINX undies (all y’all menstruating folk I literally cannot recommend these highly enough)

When I made this blog: THIS blog was like September/October of 2015 I think? I’m too lazy to pull up my archive at the moment. But I’ve been on and off of tumblr since 2011.

How many blogs I follow: 330ish I believe? Again too lazy to open a new tab. It’s a mix of spn blogs and multifandom ones as well as a handful of lovely mutuals :)

What do I post about: On this blog, only supernatural, mostly destiel and brothers and my tears

Pick a word that starts with the first letter of your real name and ends with the first letter of your url: sap

Do I get asks on a daily basis: lmfao no

Why did I choose my tumblr url: I looove my url more than anything and tbh it happened because I came across a text post right when I got into spn (2015) about how dean and cas need to start profoundly boning and here we are :’)

My aesthetic: hot tea brewing in the kitchen, you can see the flowers on the balcony from where you’re standing at the counter, slouchy sweater brushing bare thighs, curls falling loose from your top knot. toes in the sand at the edge of the water, wide brimmed hat casting a shadow on your nose, smiling so big your eyes crinkle in the corners, licking ice cream from your fingertips. lipstick tacky on your bottom lip, eyelashes painted dark, skirt clinging to your ass, swaying your hips to the rhythm, the room is dark and smoky, never touching anyone but relishing that their eyes are on you.

Last show you watched: We don’t have cable so I don’t get to watch shows live on tv. Last time I watched any tv show I believe was Kitchen Nightmares on Hulu!

Last book you read: tbfh it’s been a long time, I’ve been reading mostly fanfiction for a while now. I just finished reading a two part series called “all the stars above and below” a finnpoe au by AndreaLyn on ao3 here

Last thing you ate: Applesauce

If you could be anywhere right now, where would it be?: This is strange question because I’m in my very nice bed and I don’t really want to be anywhere else at the moment but like in general Boyfriend and I are planning on moving to England so I’d like to be there? Kind of? Or like... sitting on a beach somewhere? Sitting next to my sister? I’m not really longing to be somewhere else so much as wanting some things to be a little different? But on the whole I’m extremely satisfied with where I’m at right now.

When would you time travel to?: lol fuck any time period before this one (modern medicine and some more rights are v nice) so I’ll say 3017 but that’s assuming tr*mp doesn’t get our entire goddamned planet fucking destroyed and also that people aren’t asshats to each other based on social constructions and institutions like gender and religion and identity and also ethnic backgrounds :’)

First thing you would do with lottery money: Pay for car repairs and for some of my sister’s university

Character you would hang out with for a day: Castiel or Poe Dameron

Pets: None because we move too much!

First Fandom I joined: Oh boy this is a good question. I was just talking to Boyfriend the other day about how Han/Leia was my first OTP before I really knew what that meant? Like watching the movies as a kid I felt in my heart like “yes they’re so good together please be happy together forever” I wasn’t on the Internet at all until 2008, and not on tumblr until 2011, and not on stan twitter until earlier this year lmao. When I started the tumblr, it was mostly disney and then avengers when it came out? This blog is my first like dedicated I’M IN A FANDOM venture.

Favorite book: I hate this question because I know someone out there will hate me for it *squints* but the honest truth is “The Outsiders” by S.E. Hinton it’s been my favorite since seventh fucking grade so fight me about it!!!1!

Worst thing you’ve ever eaten/tasted: Oh no this is horrible because I’m a fucking picky ass eater lmao uhhh I hate rice?? bad texture.

What class do you wish you paid more attention to in school? This is not the answer you’re looking for but I had some severe problems in my life when I was in high school so really I wish I had been able to pay more attention to everything in school. I would literally time travel back and redo it all if I could. I would have taken my government classes more seriously, gotten more into my history classes, and would have signed up for AP Art History because I fucking wanted to but I didn’t. If those problems hadn’t been there or hadn’t affected me so badly I would have gotten better grades and could have chosen something different for college. In college, I might have looked for something more like anthropology and focused more on language in a cultural and socio-historical context and not just language and teaching language. Similarly without those problems I would have been able to pay better attention in college and have gotten better grades, done more academic research, etc.

Just hypothetically, if you could get rid of one entire species and not have it screw up the ecosystem at all, what would it be? Humans :’) we’re the worst.

First foray into fanfic? How To Train Your Dragon on that fanfiction net website. I remember seeing the second film and feeling so, like, when are those two going to kiss and get married and live happily ever after? I needed that closure. Then I discovered AUs and ~lemons~ and then I was reading Frozen fic for a while(??) and finally Supernatural. Apple Pie Life by @heyacas was the first fic I read on ao3 after it was recced to me and I never looked back.

You can have unlimited anything from a magic cookie jar (item must fit in a standard sized cookie jar) with the caveat that you cannot monetarily profit from it. Like unlimited cash or things you would sell for cash. What’s in the jar? Firstly what the fuck is a standard sized cookie jar. Secondly this wording prompts me to say... cookies

What do you think about Bill Nye the Science Guy? President Nye 2020

That one book you will never read enough times? Other than the one I mentioned above I’ve read Princess Academy by Shannon Hale a million times and I love it so, so much

What’s something super popular that you just. don’t. get? This is the first thing that comes to mind because frankly there are several things that could go here but I’m answering Videos Of People Getting Hurt. Seriously. Why do I want to watch someone fall off of something or worse get pushed/tricked/otherwise manipulated into doing something I can see (or worse, hear) is painful for them? I can’t stand it.

What’s your super power? Not like telepathy (unless you really have telepathy…), but like. what’s the one thing that you’re known for? Uh... nothing probably? I’m not memorable

What’s that story you tell at parties or whatnot to impress people? I am literally the worst at parties? and impressing people? One story I like to tell is how Boyfriend and I met!

What’s the furthest you’ve ever been from home? Home is an extremely fluid concept. Right now I am about 825 miles from the house that I lived in for about 17 years, Boyfriend is at his work around 16 miles away, 5000 miles from Spain... I could go on.

Hobbies: Writing and reading fanfiction

Favorite place: Favorite beach: Lagos, Portugal. Favorite city: Barcelona, Spain. Favorite museum: the Louvre. Favorite church: Saint Mary of the Angels in Winona, Minnesota. Favorite restaurant: This brunch place we found while wandering in Paris, France. Alternate answers: Boyfriend’s snuggles.

Movie you are most excited about for next year: I haven’t seen Spiderman: Homecoming yet but I’m excited to do so! Also STAR WARS THE LAST JEDI

Beanies or Scarves? Scarves

Last person you texted? Boyfriend

Favorite food? Pasta

Favorite season and why? Summer! Because winter is the FUCKING WORST!

Left Twix or Right? Did you mean: belongs in the trash?

Who would win in a fight: Captain America OR Captain Kirk? Okay like Captain America because? superserum? But James T. Kirk is my precious babe I don’t want them to fight :3

Avengers or X-Men? Avengers

Dream Concert: Go back to my Favorite Artists answer and put all of them together in one show :’)

What fictional world/universe would you want to spend a week in: Either Harry Potter’s or Rick Riordan’s (but only if I’m friends with The Squad)

Last video game played: Okay on the real it’s probably Dance Dance Revolution from, like, 2006

#wow this was so long forgive me #I love all you beans #tag game

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writtenbykaichu-a · 8 years ago

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So Ky, you've been here for awhile, right? Tell us some of your favorite threads you've done with any of your muses, and anything you're hoping to do in the near future

Ohhhhh golly GEEEEEZ I wasn’t expecting a question for ME that made me smile omg!

Even though I suck at choices. I assume you mean across all my blogs because this blog is pretty young? If you want just this one feel free to come back and boop me, haha.

Geepers lemmie think here! It’s fun to reminisce. I may try to do this by character (assuming they’ve HAD a thread I love) for my sanity, so this may (read: will) get long!

Ash Ketchum. BOYO we’ve had a loooong run. Technically Sylvia’s is even longer but we started off in Group and I snagged him as SOON as the person playing him hit their time limit cause I hated their portrayal THAT MUCH. I wasn’t even sure if I could handle him cause I played all rockets at the time but I figured no way I was worse than them. 😂 Surprise people loved me. Okay so that was me BRAGGING now let’s talk about me on Indie. ASH KETCHUM’S all time favorite thread from his original run on @gotta-ketchumall to here... honestly given I can’t remember much of anything about my original runs I’m gonna have to give it to Trip @shootie and Burnt Leaves. Still in Progress. ;3

Jesus God Emma had a thread on her old blog @detective-essentia with... wait... which... hold on. ... ... ... BACK! You can turn off the music now. (Or not you know do you.) Okay so it was the person I thought. My giiiirl Emmi. Looker, @theagentlooker! We had this thread that started as dash commentary; Emma was upset about the prospect of a sibling when she barely gets to see Looker as it is. This turned into actual real conversation about their relationship, it was very emotional there was crying on both ends and it sparked actual effort on Looker’s part to spend more time with Emma and call her more often. ;w; This is the last post if you wanna do that ish.

Harley @cacturnefortheworse has had a fuckton of great threads in all honesty. It’s hard to pick a favorite so I’m going to do two. I really loved the thread where he and Ingo, @blacksubmas, were in the rain together and had to reconcile after the mess that was that contest. And I am very proud of one of my more recent threads with @shootie where he FINALLY got through to him about gender identity. Kid--i mean full grown man sorry--has a ways to go obviously but he’s finally ready to listen and learn thank Harley Arceus.

For Iris @dragon-spirited, hands down, the thread when she punched Shamus @firewarriorshamus in the face and proceeded to lose their gym battle. It went unfinished but it was still glorious.

My personal favorite with Izzy @theluckyraichu I think has to be her thread with N @inversion-formula, best summarized as “this human is nice, talks to pokemon, and not only claims that he doesn’t catch pokemon but he can help me find my old trainer too???? too good to be true not buying it this isn’t real life.”

My favorite of Jamie’s @sickle-shock‘s threads is probably his thread with Surge @galvonizedpatriot, (whom i apparently cannot tag,) which is a Gym battle. Didn’t get very far but I love this interaction very much.

May’s @stageonmay most recent gut wrenching interaction with her sister May (called Maple in twin-verse) @watterlogged is probably my favorite omg. Basically May admits she has a crush on @rubrendan, whom she knows Maple doesn’t like, and while Maple tries to be supportive (and doesn’t hide how she really feels very well) May can tell Maple doesn’t like it so May very firmly insists that she’ll get over it for Maple’s sake.

I honestly thirst over Mewtwo’s @clonedtorule in this case thread with @distcrtions (LET ME TAG CASS TUMBLR YOU WHORE... this honestly isn’t fair to whores I’m sorry). I even tagged it so you can read it! Basically Mewtwo was going around destroying labs (not just Rocket’s but evil labs in general) and Cyrus showed up to see what the fuck and it was a bad time for him. Honestly Cas hmu let’s revive this shit.

@inversion-formula gets yet another shoutout because my current favorite for Paul is N annoying the fuck out of Paul by following him persistently and insisting on talking to the Pokemon that are released at the time because Paul refuses to talk about his treatment of Fraxure. Paul refuses to acknowledge N’s ability by the way.

Proton, @cutthroatblackcoat, had a thread with @attitxde while he was on his original blog, @knifepointexecutive, and to avoid listing a bunch of ours, I think maybe Dren and I might agree it’s been our favorite? It’s the Whiskey thread in the Arranged Marriage verse we had, which has actually been archived and can be read here!

Sylvia, currently at @scientifiquederoquette and originally at @runaway-heiress, had a thread with another Rocket OC, Ghost @shadyxdealings where they both got drunk off their asses, bitched about their abusers, and then eventually fell asleep on each other and... I loved it.

My definite favorite for Touko @atwhatcost is her thread with Cheren @blackmambacheren where they TOTALLY just watched The Lion King and NOTHING ELSE. ...okay I came back to this cause it implies they went all they way. They didn’t omg lmao they didn’t even get past making out but damn Touko tried. xD

X @xneverlies was admittedly haaaaaard to choose a favorite for because I love all of his threads SO MUCH most of the time. But his favorite goes to a very brief thread with Petrel @poisoncraft in which they had their first kiss but Petrel, realizing X was uncomfortable, brought it to a quick halt. Exceeeeept X took that the wrong way, assumed Petrel was going to out him, had a panic attack, yelled lots of revealing things and ran. Sparked a lot of character development. Good thread.

And... I believe that’s all. You may notice some charas didn’t get a shoutout. I have some threads I maybe liked in some cases but not enough to write a paragraph about. I still very much enjoy these characters though. Some of them haven’t even had a chance to write much if at all so there’s that.

ON TO YOUR SECOND QUESTION FINALLY! Another bullet point list for you but more of a brainstorm ^^

I want someone to wreck Proton’s shit. How many times do I have to ask for this???

I’d like to write in Melanie’s teenager verse. Literally. At all.

Jamie needs threads as a Gym Trainer. For that matter I need to redo his verses and theme.

Misty’s battle with @mezasepkmnmaster.

Just shippy shit with Misty in general but I’m looking at you @pxkemonmaster.

LET TIERNO AND TREVOR KISS. (hi @hispokedex!)

I want Ariana (@executiveariana) and Venus to interact more, even outside of our ongoing thread.

I want Melanie to interact with Executives more at ANY age.

Speaking of, @poisoncraft and @atknifepoint still owe me that uncle-esque relationship.

I want a Mentor relationship with Mirror!Ash and Ash. Seriously. Make it happen.

Hopefully @couldbemine and I can finish the Olympicshipping re-proposal soon so we can move it here so we can move on to wedding planning * w *

I want more movement on the calling-out-Proton arc

X-PROTON-PETREL OT3

LET. EMMA. MEET. GLADION.

For that matter Let Emma have a romantic relationship. Or let her also meet someone who can gently show her that sex CAN be for fun and that someone should pleasure HER for once.

CHOO CHOOOOO EVERYBODY BOARD THE DOMINO TWINVERSE TRAIIIIIIIN (hi @agent-009!)

Someone just feed my botiqueshipping soul. Or just interact with Shauna in general.

Idk I probably have more ideas but I’ve just been discovered as awake and I’m exhausted WOW.

#distcrtions #galvonizedpatriot #plz read this i spent almost half an hour on it ;w;#Anonymous

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Writing Self-Evaluation for 2016

Writing Self-Evaluation for 2016 for @camsthisky (and my sideblog @lanceaboo)

Tagged by @seitosokusha about a month ago and I’ve been putting it off bc I know looking into last year will be a serious wake up call (I’ve written a total of 6 things since the new year and it should honestly be more)

1. Lists of works published this year:

Ricompensa [KHR]

In a moment like this [KHR]

War Torn (chs 15-23) [KHR]

An Older Brother’s Duty [One Piece]

It Takes a Blink [One Piece]

And on and on we go [One Piece]

Headphones [Voltron]

Run With Your Heart [Voltron]

Stop Telling Me Everything is Simple [Voltron]

The Point is to Understand [Voltron]

All That Matters [Voltron]

One Word Story Game [Voltron]

It’s Getting Darker But I’ll Carry On [Voltron]

Everything is Fine (Even When It’s Not) [TMNT]

Thanks For Trying [TMNT]

The Control Freak, the Narcissist, and the Liar [TMNT]

2. Work you are most proud of (and why):

Probably The Control Freak, the Narcissist, and the Liar. Last year (and going into this year) was a real challenge, and I feel like the Control Freak AU was reflective of how I was feeling. I also (successfully) tried out writing in present tense, and I absolutely love the way this story flows.

It’s Getting Darker But I’ll Carry On is a close second, though. I love the way the dynamics work between Lance and Keith in IGBICO, even though I’ve all but stopped writing for Voltron at this point (which sucks, but the fandom in general is killing my writing spirit).

3. Work you are least proud of (and why):

Thanks for Trying or An Older Brother’s Duty are both stories that I really wish I worked harder on. The fact is, I was writing both under pressure, and neither turned out the way I had envisioned. Both are stories I’m probably going to redo within the next few years. Not now, but it’s on my to do list.

4. A favorite excerpt of your writing:

Here are two.

From The Control Freak, the Narcissist, and the Liar

The sobbing tapers off, and when Donnie looks down, Mikey’s gone still. He’s holding his breath, and Donnie’s not really sure what to make of it. As far as Donnie knows, this isn’t normal, and Donnie knows a lot.

“Mikey?” Donnie tries. “You with me?”

A shuddering nod is all Donnie gets in response, but it’s more than he was really expecting, especially with the glassy look Mikey’s got in his eyes.

“Do you want to tell me what happened?”

“No.” Mikey’s voice is raspy, and the sound of it makes Donnie wince with sympathy. He was probably going to be feeling that for a little while.

“Okay. That’s okay,” Donnie tells him. He holds Mikey a bit tighter. “You, uh, you don’t have to say anything you don’t want to. Just- Just know that I’m here and not going anywhere.”

Mikey mutters something along the lines of “thank god” and turns his face into Donnie’s plastron. They stay like that for a long time, on the floor of Donnie’s lab, with a broken toaster sitting on his lab table waiting to be fixed.

The toaster can wait. Mikey can’t.

It’s Getting Darker But I’ll Carry On

The thing about guns were that they were loud; Lance had lucked out with his bayard. It wasn't nearly as loud as an actual sniper rifle would be, but it still made a noise that had Mullet Man wincing from where he was sitting next to him on the branch. Lance was glad they'd had time to come out here, otherwise they'd probably be hopelessly surrounded by now.

But now they could (probably) relax. Lance had blown off the zombie’s head, and that usually did the job of stopping the things from moving, so he let out his breath in a relieved huff.

“Alright, Mullet Man,” Lance laughed, shoulders actually relaxing now that the zombie couldn't get them. He turned to his companion. “Let's go find that brother of yours.”

Mullet Man raised an eyebrow. “Mullet Man?” he asked, face scrunching up in incredulity. “Seriously?”

Lance shrugged, an easy grin pulling at his lips. “Hey, I had to call you something.”

“Then call me Keith,” the guy said. “Not Mullet Man. Who are you?”

“The name’s Lance,” he said, holding out a hand, one that Keith took. “Zombie Slayer extraordinaire.”

5. Share or describe a favorite review you received:

Asghjhsj I always die whenever I get a comment from @maychorian, who I really look up to a s a writer, on any of my Voltron fics.

On War Torn, I’ve gotten a bunch of reviews that go something like “I just read through it ALL and I haven’t slept for like 48 hours bc I wanted to finish this so bad” and they always make my day (But even though I’m not one to talk, you guys should get more sleep). But my fav from War Torn has to be by KellyKatt19, who is just so sweet and amazing.

6. A time when writing was really, really hard:

I can’t remember how much I’ve shared on tumblr before, but some of my mutuals may remember the time I had to go to the emergency room, then bounce around from doctor to doctor when they couldn’t figure out how exactly to treat me, get surgery, and then spend a week and half at home recovering from an infection almost exactly a year ago (February of 2016). I was…not very cheerful, and all I did from two weeks was cry, and feel pretty sorry for myself. I could barely muster the energy to get out of bed. I looked and felt like death warmed over, and through the entire time, and for about two weeks after that, I didn’t touch a notebook, and I couldn’t bring myself to type anything. It was a disturbing feeling. No ideas were coming to my head, I was constantly frustrated with everything, I couldn’t update anything. It was a hard time. I managed to get myself out of my funk though.

7. A scene or character you wrote that surprised you:

There were two things that I never thought I would do. One, write angst (and wow, I created an entire four chapters full of it so far, and it’s still going strong), and two, write Leonardo (from TMNT) in a bad light. But I did both of them in the same story.

8. How did you grow as a writer this year:

The one thing that I learned this year was that not everything I write is going to perfect. Also, after experimenting more with my writing style, I found one that I really, really like, so that’s a plus.

9. How do you hope to grow next year:

Hopefully I can develop my writing style a bit more. I’m also hoping to get a bit better at dialogue. I suck at normal people interactions, so that’s always been a weak point for me.

10. Who was your positive influence as a writer (could be another writer or cheerleader or muse etc etc):

Oh boy. Okay, well I’ve met a lot of amazing people last year. A few mutuals - @seitosokusha, @stepichu, @mithril-lace (we’ve actually been mutuals for longer than a year, I think), @lancemcgayn, @lancemcclains. I’m really lucky that I had all these wonderful people to support me, especially in my writing. Hay and Mei were awesome when it came to my insecurities about posting, and Mithril, Seito, and Steph were always there when I needed a pick me up or some advice.

The other positive influence I’ve had as a writer is probably @taizi, Without Problem Child and all the TMNT and One Piece stories, I’d definitely be a different person than I am today. All of taizi’s stories (especially PC) have made me look at the world in a different light, and I can’t express my thankfulness enough that I follow taizi, even if we don’t know each other.

Also - @omggummybear. Thank you for everything.

11. Anything from real life show up in your writing this year:

I was diagnosed with an anxiety disorder last October, so I probably projected at some point.

12. Any new wisdom you can share with other writers:

Writing is always, always developing. Even for experienced writers. Just because you don’t think that you’re improving, doesn’t mean you aren’t. Don’t get frustrated with yourself if you can’t see your improvement. It’ll show, you’ve just got to give it time (that was a lesson I learned the hard way).

13. Any projects you’re looking forward to starting (or finishing) in the new year:

Oh geez. I hope I can finish War Torn this year. I’ve had the ending planned for two years and I’m finally getting close. Maybe by chapter 30. Maybe.

I have some batfam ideas I want to get started on.

Other than that, I have a One Piece modern AU and an alive!Ace story that are both in the works. I don’t want to publish what I have yet since I already have so many WIPs. Hopefully sometime soon, though.

14. Tag three writers whose answers you’d like to read: @mithril-lace, @omggummybear, @dickie-gayson (You know, only if you want to).

Man. This was more introspection than I needed. This was also really long. Thanks for reading :)

#things i was tagged in #tagged memes #writing self-evaluation #camryn rambles

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