#i spent WAY too long picking which bit to post lmao

[fereldanwench]

I didn't want to completely sit out a year-in-review, but for reasons I'll explain at the end of this post and under a cut, doing the traditional pick-one-pic-from-each-month approach just wasn't going to work for me. So instead, here are 20 of my favorite shots (in no particular order) of Valerie from 2023!

(I'll share solo Goro shots and shippy/story shots in two other posts before the year ends.)

Some thoughts about this year (cw for anxiety and depression mentions):

So yeah. I actually hadn't planned on joining in on the virtual photography year-in-review fun in part because... Well, frankly, I wasn't sure if it would actually be fun for me.

Although I do have pictures for every month, the first third, maybe even half, of the year was a struggle on almost every conceivable level. A lot of it was shit that carried over from the end of 2022, which was also an incredibly difficult year for me. I don't really want to delve too deeply into why--Some of it was personal, some of it was professional, some of it was fandom, and if you know, you know.

The main obstacle I had here is that looking at a lot of the shots I took from about January to May (give or take a few weeks on either end) honestly reminded me of Bad Times™️. I've worked really hard to pull myself out of that depression/anxiety cycle and return to a healthier approach to fandom and online socialization in general, but I just didn't want to spend a lot of time in that mental space. There are a few shots from those months that made it to my favorites, and I hope one day I can look back on that stuff and just feel the good from it again. Alas, that day is still not here.

But I am happy to report that the other reason I wanted to approach the review differently is a lot more positive! It's also two-fold: 1) I spent the earlier part of this year exploring more of a technical side of virtual photography and 2) I was really prolific the last third or so of this year so trying to narrow faves from about August until now was just not possible.

One of the few good things about the end of 2022 was being able to upgrade my graphics card, which meant I then had a rig that could support ray-tracing and hot sampling. As a result, I started putting a lot more focus on lighting and getting acquainted with new tools. I also was trying to work with the new AMM posing system, which is very convenient in some ways (100s of poses without reloading the game!) and a complete pain in the ass in others (can't move characters without their poses breaking!). Custom photomode poses + Nibbles Replacer has been the game changer I've been waiting for.

Or to put it more succinctly, December 2022 through about April 2023 felt like a relearning/return to basics kind of creative period, which is essential, but also means I just don't really like a lot of what I did, lmao.

Then, shockingly (I'm not shocked at all), starting treatment for my anxiety and depression in the second half of this year suddenly made creating a lot easier and fun again! Crazy how that works.

Even bumping this little review up to 20 shots instead of 12, there are still pictures from the past few months that I had to cut as favorites. There was just no way I could condense the amount of fave shots I took from August to now in just 5 options.

I also owe quite a bit of this revival to modders for asking me if I wanted to take shots for them--Exploring more of a fashion photography approach to my shots I think did a lot to build on what I had learned earlier in the year and encouraged me to try something new. I don't want to tag anyone in this long-ass glorified diary entry, but if you invited me to take mod shots for you, just know that it really meant a lot. ♡

And that's where my head has been with a yearly review! Is filling out a little template with 12 pictures this serious? No, it definitely is not, lmao. But hey, overthinking shit is still something I'm working on. ✌️

[octoagentmiles]

Headcanons about Paani and Natquik's relationship and how they met? 👀

uh well actually ik it's kinda wild n out there but I headcanon they met like this:

/s /lh fhdhdjdbsk sorry I'm not 100% sure what you want from me here?? 😅

but!! as for their relationship—at the end of that ep Paani says he's going to stay with Natquik for a little while, so that they can continue to study the flowing water that they found together, but we never actually get to see this ourselves. so!! it's extremely possible that Paani and Natquik are buddy-buddy now, but we just haven't gotten to see them interact since their friendship started!!

so 👀. some hcs 🤲 ↓

474637942749 years ago I made a post talking about how while yes, Paani is obviously a lot like Kwazii, he also has just as much in common with Barnacles. it's just more subtle.

I think that during their time together, Natquik probably would've picked up on that. Natquik's been alone for forever, and has been shown struggling when he's forced to share private space with others—but I think once he started to notice Paani's similarities to Barnacles, he became an infinitely more tolerable roommate.

... however.

one of Natquik's biggest grievances with Red (*the red fox) was how he ruined what would've been his "peaceful and quiet" vacation.

and. um.

... that's not exactly Paani's specialty.

so they likely had to get used to each other's *style* the hard way at first.

Paani's not the type to intentionally start conflict, or even get outwardly annoyed with others (from what we've seen so far anyway). he's very easygoing, and even if it confuses him, I can see him accepting the way Natquik works pretty quickly.

but he does have a habit of doing things without asking first, or considering how his actions may indirectly affect others before doing them, in the name of The Greater Good™ (such as stealing the GUP-H so he could bring water to the elephants). the Octonauts can forgive him easily, because he *does* usually end up saving the day,

but. uh.

Natquik's not as chill (ironically) with that.

so!! it's sorta less of them having to get used to each other, and more Natquik having to get used to Paani lol

Paani absolutely ended up meeting Natquik's penguin fam while he was staying with him, and they immediately loved him (as all birds he meets do), which GREATLY helped Natquik warm up to him.

maybe they also told Paani about how Natquik's just having a hard time, 'cause of how long he spent alone. and Paani, who was alone for an indefinite length of time himself, until he was found by the Octonauts... decides to open up to Natquik.

they talk for a bit.

then Boom! Friendship™ 🌠🌈 [INSERT CONFETTI CANONS 🎉🥳] !!

okay there was probably more to it than that, but we don't know how LONG they were roomies for—could've been only a few days, or a month, max, knowing Paani's dislike of staying put for too long lmao.

either way, I'd love to see them meet again, after having gotten to know each other. I think they'd make a really cool dynamic, if they were to go out on a real adventure or mission together. they MET in that episode, but they didn't really interact much—Paani was on his own, and Natquik was with Dashi in the Octoray.

and Natquik desperately needs more screentime anyway 👁️👁️

[animalcrossingshowdown]

someone sent in this ask and I spent literal hours putting together this tutorial but then it wouldn't let me post it and when I went back into my inbox the ask was gone?? good thing I copy and pasted it, so here it is in its own post

I'm not sure if this will work with programs other than photoshop, but this is how I do it. I know @shinobi-bacon has a tutorial here on how they do it which is pretty different from the way I do it, so if my tutorial is confusing maybe theirs will click with you better lmao. I stole the greenscreen idea from them anyway

SO FIRST, you want your villager on a green screen background. to do this, go to harv's island and use a custom pattern to make the walls and floors bright green. If the villager you're using has green in their design, you'll have to pick a different colour that isn't in their design, but for most villagers green is fine.

if your villager has every colour on them like pietro or stiches then rip you're gonna have to do some manual editing frame by frame. try to choose a colour that doesn't touch the edges of their silhouette too much in that case because it'll make life easier for you

so once you have them in green purgatory, record them doing their emote or whatever. I just use the built-in screen record function that the switch has. press and hold this button to record the last 30 seconds that your switch displayed:

next send that video to your computer and trim off the start of the video so it starts right before a recognizable part of the animation. for this emote I cut it off right before the blink. if you have a slow computer, you'll probably want to trim the end off too so the video is only a little bit longer than one full animation loop

(you can use the video editing software of your preference, I just use quick time player Edit -> Trim)

okay time for photoshop. go File -> Import -> Video Frames to Layers

for "range to import" select "from beginning to end" (or you could skip the last step about trimming the video and select a range here, but I find it kind of finicky), and make sure "make frame animation" is checked

once imported, if it doesn't pop up on it's own, go Window -> Timeline to get your animation at the bottom

click through those frames at the bottom until you find an easily recognizable frame (I chose the first frame where her eyes are closed) and delete all the frames before it. in the layers panel, the layer from the frame you've selected should be the only one turned on. delete all the layers below it

now go through the frames to find the next identical frame. this is where the animation loops. delete that frame and all the frames after it, as well as all of their corresponding layers (note in the picture, frame 121 is selected, and it's exactly the same as the frame from the start of the animation)

hit the play button on the bottom left to double check that it loops properly

next, make sure both THE FIRST FRAME AND BOTTOM LAYER are selected, and crop and reduce the image to your desired size. you can do this step later if you want, it's just that doing it now will reduce the load on your computer and make it run a bit faster. just as long as the first frame and bottom layer are selected, you can do this at any time

SAVE HERE because if you mess up this next part it's a pain to fix, but it's easy to quit and start over if need be

now it's time for my best friend the actions panel !! say hi actions panel !! (Window -> Actions). what the actions panel does is record your steps so you can quickly automate repetitive tasks.

in the actions panel, click the folder and name it whatever you want

then click the little plus and name that whatever you want and hit record. You'll see the dot turn red to indicate that your actions are now being recorded

now with the BOTTOM LAYER AND FIRST FRAME selected (ignore that I have the wrong layer selected in the pictures, I fixed it after), go to Select -> Colour Range

click on a part of the canvas that would be green

shift+click on the rest of the green background and adjust the fuzziness until just the character's silhouette remains

hit OK, now the background should be selected. go Select -> Inverse so that the character is selected, and click on layer mask.

click the next frame button (you MUST click the button, not the actual frame. you need the recording to recognize "go to next frame" and not "select frame 2"),

then keyboard shortcut option + ] to select the next layer up (again, you MUST use the shortcut so it knows to move up one layer and not just "select layer 2"),

and then stop recording.

now just repeatedly click the play button and it will do all those steps we just did for each frame :)

this part is usually where it gets messed up for me. if it did something weird like duplicate the same frame or layer your animation over a static frame, just quit and reopen that save I told you to make earlier. the action recording you just made will still be there when you reopen photoshop, so just select the first frame and bottom layer and repeatedly hit play again. if it STILL doesn't work, you probably did something wrong

the recording is now saved in photoshop forever until you delete it, so you can reuse the recording for other gifs! but if they use a different colour background, you'll need to make a new recording (you can see I have separate ones for blue and purple screens). also if you were working with one of those colourful villagers and parts got masked out that shouldn't have been, you'll have to go frame by frame and manually fix them. that's why we masked out the background instead of deleting it.

now it's time to make it into a gif! go File -> Export -> Save for Web. make sure Matte is set to "none" so you don't get those weird white flecks. colours and dither you want as high as they can go, but you can lower them if you need to make the file smaller (though I'd recommend resizing the image smaller first). the bottom left shows your file size. currently as of January 2024, tumblr allows gifs of up to 10MB

and there ya go! gif! :)

[casual-praxis]

“The radiance is so lovely it makes you sick.”

It be the Green one!! Took me long enough but I’ve finally completed the whole set! Now I can work on more character interaction doodles! I have several with Green specifically so I needed his design done like, three days ago lmao.

He takes a lot of inspiration from Rad Slimes, as you might can tell, but I’m torn on trying to work in some Dervish (because wind alignment) or some other slime at the moment. He’s just, very green.

I’ve mentioned he was irradiated a few times so hopefully that makes more sense now haha.

Onward to the bonus information!

+ As mentioned in Blue's post, Green and him were the last to arrive at the ranch, about a year after Red did give or take. While excited about the prospect of adventure and ranching cute slimes, Green was actually a little less confident in his footing within the group than he might appear.

He was mostly content to stay out of the other's way unless they wanted him there, and spent a lot of his time early on learning the ropes so he could pull his weight better (and be prepared when it was time to move to a solo ranch, which never actually happened).

+ Green started to learn the Ranch Exchange process after noticing it was something the others either avoided or rarely used. It was an easy way to acquire resources and build connections, so Green was immediately interested in that aspect. If he couldn't locate something himself, he would ask the others for help, or if they had any extra to spare, promising to split rewards with them if so.

They ended up building a group silo to store all their miscellaneous goods that could be traded, and Green was left to manage it since it was his idea (Blue helps organize, though he'd deny it being because he wants to). This was about the point where everyone realized Green's main skills lay in the form of management, social links, and general awareness.

+ He's an ambivert through and through. He can blend with almost any type of personality, though his social skills are a bit of a roulette day to day. As the main source of internal and external communication, Green keeps up with quite a lot, but enjoys it for the most part.

Sure, he has a request due in three hours and he doesn't know where Vio said Mosaic Slimes vibed at (they really need to start naming the Desert locations), but also Red wanted him to find a painted hen-hen for him while in the area and Blue is grumbling about sand, and now Shadow is pinging him--yeah, he could use a break after this.

+ Green doesn't have a favorite slime per se, but after Shadow designs his outfit theme around Rad Slimes, he does find he gravitates towards them more often. However, this affinity didn't stop him from picking up trace amounts of Rad Slime radiation, but oh well. All the others have odd slime-related quirks now too, at least he doesn't feel left out.

+ Next to Red, Green is the go-to for comfort. He doesn't really like physical contact the way the others do, but it's alright from time to time, especially if it's what one of the others needs to calm down at the moment. He wants them to know they aren't alone, and that he cares for them so much.

Sometimes he's the one in need of comfort, and the others will gladly return his love tenfold.

+ He uses the extra corral he has in his mini-Moss Blanket zone to house stray slimes for the others if need be (one at a time, of course). Usually it's something for either Red or Vio, but every now and again Shadow will need to store a slime temporarily for a video, and this extra plot is the ideal place to do it. Green doesn't mind.

+ He's pen pals with Zelda, a childhood friend who was almost something more. The two of them are content to just stay friends, especially with such a large distance between them now, but they're comfortable enough to joke about what could have been. Zelda also got front-row seats to Green's abundant gay pinning for the others in his letters, some gems beings:

"Zel, I mean absolutely no offense, but today I saw a Phosphor Slime land directly in Red's arms and I think it may have been the cutest thing I have ever seen in my life. He's so tiny, you don't understand--he almost can't hold all of it but he tries anyway. His smile is so bright, just like a firefly, Zel. I don't think I can take this, I'm gonna die."

"Speaking of flirting, I think Vio's trying to kill me with it. I thought Shadow was joking when he said Vio was worse, but holy shit, Zel. I was just hanging out with him in his lab, sitting on a table, when he decides to walk over and stand between my legs to get something behind me I guess. And when I ask him what he's doing, he just says, in complete monotone, "chemists do it on the table periodically," and then just walks away??"

"Excuse my gay on main, but Blue's shirt being sleeveless is just unfair. I need to send you a picture or something, I don't think words can describe this emotion I am feeling."

"Today Shadow sat in my lap and none of these thoughts are in the bible."

+ Appears composed, is very much not.

[alltimefail-sims]

I present to you all... Wren's family!

Are you reading The Familiar by @mangosimoothie? You should be reading The Familiar by mangosimoothie and rooting for my baby Wren. (I'm mostly kidding - rooting for Wren is optional, but reading the Familiar is not 😉.)

This was probably self indulgent, and I definitely spent way too much time making them, but even if no one else cares... I'm pleased! I've been wanting to do this for way too long! First we have Wren's father, Dr. Abdou Opara and Wren's mother, Dr. Latita Opara (née Wiley). Then we have Wren's siblings Kingston and Angelique.

Want more info on them or to see their full-body outfits? Fear not...

Many details below the cut! ↓

If you read Wren's original post you already know that Abdou, Wren's father, is a retired engineer and tech investor while his wife, Latita, is the current and very popular mayor of San Myshuno. But I didn't really get to go into detail about Wren's siblings so I'm gonna do that real quick!!

Wren's oldest sibling, Kinston (30 y.o.), has a doctorate from Foxbury in biology, but he was also the captain of the robotics team and has a passion for engineering just like his father. After graduation he combined his two passions and created a bio-tech company that focuses on creating innovations and improvements in the medical field, particularly for surgical procedures and daily disability maneuverability and pain management. Wren thinks he's an absolutely insufferable ego-maniac, but they're not a completely reliable narrator because Kingston's just kind of a nerd with a little bit of a superiority complex (oldest child syndrome), but Wren's parents have always lifted up Kingston as the example and that's annoying as fuck! Oh and if Latita has a favorite child, it's Kingston (she's never proclaimed a favorite out loud but like... it's pretty clear).

Then there's the Opara's middle child, Angelique (27 y.o.), who I promise does not just walk around in pageant crowns and evening gowns (although that would be iconic imo). Although a middle child, Angelique has never had to fight for attention and is Abdou's clear favorite (again he's never said it out loud but like... he's even more obvious). She has a distinguished psychology degree with honors from Foxbury Institute and graduated at the top of her class. The reason she's dressed in pageant-wear is because she recently won the title of Miss America (whatever the sims equivalent is called). She'll be competing for Miss Universe next because she's a bad bitch ig? Lmao. She just is very competitive. Wren thinks Angelique is generally less insufferable than Kingston, but the two of them in a room together is like nails on a chalkboard to Wren. Wren and Angelique are a little closer, but "close" as in like... they get along okay, they'll pick up *if* the other calls, and she nags Wren the least of any of their family members (but that's just because she "has better things to do"). That being said, she does call Wren "baby Wren" which drives them nuts (but she's being affectionate in her own way).

*Fun fact: all of the Oparas are Foxbury alum except for our dear Wren and they never hear the end of it!

*Also a fun fact but, needless to say, Wren's mom doesn't want to end her political career as a mayor: she's working her way up the political ladder to the presidential candidacy, babyyyyy!!! On the flip-side, Abdou has always been a strict parent who cares about "legacy" and that's why they're so anal about protecting the family's public image and why they're especially hard on Wren who thinks all of those things are kind of bullshit.

FINALLY, I do want to note that I didn't include one *technical* family member, Kingston's college sweetheart and fiancé Kasi who Wren actually enjoys being around and thinks is way out of their brother's league.

Anyway okay I'm done now here they are side-by-side as promised:

Irl I imagine their heights to vary (with Wren being taller than their mom but shorter than everyone else) but I was too lazy to use a height slider.

Okay NOW I'm done for real lmao byeeeeeeee

[theladyofbloodshed]

hii, may i ask if you use any specific app to help you write? i've been using notion but i think it's hindering my writing when i write on my phone.. i followed your au acosf when it was still being updated and i was amazed how fast you can write for quite a long chapter... thanks for your answer!

Hello!

Uhh, I guess I'm a bit old school because I literally just use word.

Long post below:

Writing process for me is usually:

I have an idea

I daydream about it and imagine possible outcomes then fixate on one path

I write it

Because I've visualised in quite a lot of detail, run through different dialogues, when it comes to writing it, it is usually quite a smooth process because I know exactly what's happening.

If I'm just staring at a screen then I like to switch to writing by hand. These scenes tend to need less editing too as they're slower to write and I can pick up on mistakes whereas when I'm typing quickly, I'll sometimes type the wrong word or miss one out.

Sometimes it means that I haven't planned. Planning for me can just be a couple of bullet points that x/y/z will happen. Sometimes I'll just lay down, close my eyes, put some music on and start imagining again.

When I wrote ACOSF, I had a lot of ideas that I knew would happen so each chapter was either "the event" I wanted or the build up to it. For example, in one chapter, I knew Nesta would have faebane at dinner with the Vanserras or she'd go to meet Cassian at the war memorial in Illyria. Sometimes I needed to bridge between X and Y and there'd be little filler bits. That was more fun because I could waffle and create scenarios not necessary to the plot, but just nice bits like Nesta playing with children or cuddling up with Rovena. It's a luxury that fan fiction can have. I tend to always be thinking a few chapters ahead because we'll be pointing in one direction - but it might be we'll hit some rocks and it's a dead end so I need to start steering it another way, if that makes sense?

How can I write so much so quickly? Lots and lots of daydreaming! When I was a teacher, I didn't get a single second to myself on a work day so I'd be daydreaming about the fic on the way in (30 mins), work solid for 9 hours with children tapping me and teaching and marking and planning, then daydream on the drive home (1 hour thanks to traffic!). I would make a cup of tea then sit for an hour immediately after coming home, drink my tea and write the bits I'd been daydreaming then my partner would come home. I could have my "free time" then which was spent cleaning/cooking/seeing partner. When all those things were done, if there was still time in the evening then I'd sit and write some more. I'm not a night owl so most weekdays I'm in bed by 9/9:30.

Sometimes, I do write on my phone too but I just write on notes then email it to myself and put it in the word document but that's usually if I'm somewhere and have no access to paper e.g. if I stay at a friends and wake up early.

Sprints can also be useful like setting a timer for 15/20 mins and you just write for that amount of time then take a break, do something else, but no distractions during the sprint. I also keep an excel file because i'm obsessed with spreadsheets to track my writing

This was when I was writing The Wench and The Gentleman

Light green was my daily wordcount (I had fics on top of this too). I had a target of the total that I needed to reach weekly to stay on track (I set myself like 8 weeks to write that book because I love putting weird deadlines on myself) so the dark green is my actual word count and the number beside it was the target. You can see by week 3, I was 19k words ahead of schedule lmao.

I'm more than happy to chat more about writing processes and discover how other people work so feel free to message on chat or whatever :-)

[aurore-parle-de-ses-idees]

ok for the character ask game, you already know I have Meneldir on the brain today, sooooo.... thoughts? 👀 (also if OCs are fair game, I would Love to hear more about Est :unlessranger:)

:D i'm always down to ramble about est lol

hm. meneldir's gonna go under a cut tho on account of before the spoilers i think

est:

one aspect about them i love: she is friend shaped <3 she is also allergic to chill most of the time

one aspect i wish more people understood about them: hmm. i don't really know honestly? the one thing i've really ever run into like that is 'oh, is she in love?' which. i can look at what i wrote for her and go 'yeah alright, that's a perfectly reasonable way to read that, but no, she's not In Love' but even that's like. i get it? it's perfectly rational? idk

one (or more) headcanon(s) i have about this character: she used to hang out with the lake-spirit of the long lake. she decided she really liked zhelruka food in the grey mountains. she's aroace & in a qpr. she really hates having her hair long (Feels Bad on the back of her neck) despite the prevailing elf attitudes around long hair in a lot of places. she spent a few centuries just kinda wandering; she was up and down the northern anduin a lot, and may have ended up farther east at some point too (i don't know all the details here yet). she is fully willing to use runecraft for stupid things despite how seriously people take it, and this has in fact been encouraged in her by a few people (talagan, but lowkey, and also probably gandalf 'aren't fireworks awesome?' the grey)

one character i love seeing them interact with: oh hm. it's very funny every time she talks to viznak, bc he'll just say things and she just goes '......sure! why not.' she makes a genuine effort to have Cook Opinions on his various swamp brews. she thinks the entire situation is very weird, but on a scale from ???? to Actively Trying To Kill Us, she's pretty much fine with it

one character i wish they would interact with/interact with more: you'd think i'd have more control over this one, considering she's my character, but! it's grimbold. she felt bad about how the aftermath of troubled dreams went, and after awhile she could look at her talk with him and go 'oh! yeah so he was doing as bad as i was after all that', and she always meant to talk to him about it, especially once everyone else was getting mad on her behalf over it, but it just never ended up happening. she still feels bad about that

also i wish she would tell me a little more about her relationship with her father, but she emphatically Does Not Want To

one (or more) headcanon(s) i have that involve them and one other character: oh i guess i already had some of these. oh well. post-black book (and gundabad/return to carn dum? idk, i don't know when i'm gonna cut off her doing the epics), she starts doing some Actual Combat Training, bc she never really did any of that, and her primary weapon of Zap Them can only take her so far, especially when she's supposed to be on stealth missions lmao. anyway, she learns some dagger things from faeron. she does a little bit of archery with radanir, but it never really ends up being her Thing

meneldir:

one aspect about them i love: he wants! to help! he really really does! enough that he's willing to go back to people he has no reason to expect a warm welcome from!

one aspect i wish more people understood about them: hmmm... in world or out of world lol.

one (or more) headcanon(s) i have about this character: well! tossdir is still just. permanently attached lol. i think meneldir has picked up way more trivia about the history of cardolan from narndir than he admits. he likes spicy food but doesn't have a super high spice tolerance. i also think he would be a fan of barbecue (there is absolutely no reason for this one lol)

one character i love seeing them interact with: Meneldir squints at Bregoleth. 'Sometimes Elves have trouble marking the passage of the years. I mean no offence.' i think he and bregoleth should hang out more

one character i wish they would interact with/interact with more: narndir!!

one (or more) headcanon(s) i have that involve them and one other character: there are some half-formed thoughts about who might have been in that house he was supposed to watch, and if halbarad might have been related to them and/or meneldir, and just how much of his insistence on trusting this rando adventurer and barely even looking at meneldir was personal vs just the result of having one of his worst weeks ever so far. i haven't worked all my thoughts on it out yet, but there is. soup

[sapphic-outlaw]

Part 1/2 Long text ahead and a mixture of cringe RP stuff and "two stoned friends with way too much time on their hands" stuff. Be warned lol. I had kind of an internal monologue while doing this trail ride. Probably because I was inebriated, but regardless I took some mental notes and wanted to put it in writing before heading to bed. Everything is perfectly optional to read, of course, since I'm mostly writing this all for myself, but more power to you if you're interested! This post is kinda randomly peppered with screenshots I thought were pretty, and then some that are actually written about. I did my best to place them accordingly! The devs of the mod menu I use, Fortitude, recently added a slow motion feature which I've been having an absolute blast with! So tonight, accompanied by a lovely friend (whom I'm just going to refer to as Charles for simplicity's sake), I went on a nice long digital trail ride with Charles and took some screenshots. This was a whole ordeal lol. Started out rather normal, no issues whatsoever as we were in a private server and had all the time in the world to just take our time and take pics. We listened to music, smoked a bowl, just got comfy and prepared for a LONG journey because I wanted this whole thing to be in slowmo. Charles hasn't really played RDR2/RDO before, much less with mods, so I had to teach him a bit. But I digress! Early into the ride I started playing Angels and Airwaves, a band that I grew up with and love dearly. Turns out… Charles hates them lol. But he DID agree that they fit the Charles and Blair aesthetic really well with both sound and lyrics, plus helped me pick out the best song to put some clips to, so there's that. Then we ran into the red coyote. I tried my hardest to ignore it, truly. But my ADHD got the best of me. I think we spent the better part of 30 minutes in a constant back and forth of "Where is it?!" "THERE!!" "WHERE?!" "RIGHT THERE!" "I CAN'T SEE WHERE YOU'RE POINTING, YOU'RE IN A DIFFERENT ROOM!" Let me tell you, chasing a coyote with cinematic mode on and in slow motion is HARD. I wish I had gotten some better pictures. Oh well though, the experience was worth it. And then I killed the poor thing. I didn't mean to, but I ran it over a couple of times and that did it in. I was actually gonna let it go after taking pics, and just let it despawn, but I guess little coyotes are no match for two stomps of an Arabian's hooves. So after selling the little cutie to Gus and getting my garment (that's my fave legendary and I somehow hadn't gotten it yet; I only let myself get legendaries when I see them in game and won't spawn them for myself), we continued south. More screenies, ofc, and I wanted to hurry through Armadillo (that town gives me the creeps. Also, I waved to a cop once and immediately became wanted) but Charles insisted we stop so he can buy some food (I told him how to fill his cores but he was immersed at this point lol, brave soul had been riding almost entirely in first person). So while he went to the general store, I chilled out with Johnny and Taima (Johnny is my horse, the brindle Arabian) and took some more pics. I caught a glimpse of Charles sprinting his big ass out of the shop when I said I was doing so, he immediately came running and said "Wait! I wanna see what [Charles] looks like on Johnny!" As if I was about to let that photography opportunity slip by lmao. Seeing Charles sprint is HILARIOUS btw. He's got kind of a naturally bow legged stride, and he honestly kinda runs like it's heavy. Iykyk. I gotta break the post off here bc Tumblr isn't cooperating, but I'll post part two in just a second. ♥

[digirhys]

Got to do smth incredibly fun and enriching yesterday!! I rly love hunting down sources for uncredited/stolen art. 1) it is infuriating seeing that happen to other artists and so 2) feels rly good when I can let them know & point ppl their way to appreciate what they're making!! And 3) just in general it's fun for me bc it's like a treasure hunt puzzle for stuff that isn't quite as simple as just plugging it into google or tineye reverse image search! I love it!!!!

✨️I got to track down the artist for 8-year-old expression meme!!✨️

Someone on bsky last night mentioned having an expression meme (one of those classic pick a letter + number grids full of faces) but not wanting to post it to take suggestions bc they couldn't find & credit the artist. I volunteered to try n help if she wanted to send it to me bc I'm a little Insane abt that and had just done a source hunt for some stolen art earlier that day and was Pumped lmao Despite having a semi-legible signature it took me abt 1.5hrs to hunt down the artist (admittedly might've been much quicker if I'd slept first n tried to do it today lol) and I just found the digital "paper trail" rly neat, and wanted to share! Plus, actually give credit back to the artist's current socials since this thing has been RAMPANTLY reposted across deviantart for the last 8 years. I'll put it all below so u can ignore it lmao

We will start w the meme in question! One I've certainly seen before, and so have MANY others lol

It's small n sorta faint but there's def a visible signature beneath A1 that appears to read "@garmekoii" to the best I could tell. Googling the name tho only bring up ONE result from an aminoapps post on Oct 25, 2017 where a user posted it (along w several similar memes) and credits this one specifically to garmekoii on tumblr, with the note "*I literally spent an hour searching to find that the username was written on this,,,,, I just hope it's accurate"

Unfortunately, if that tumblr existed, it and the variants have long-since been gone. A glimmer of hope for a sec there but, ah, definitely not it lmao

Outright searching the URLs in tumblr search didn't result w anything even from a browser, which was. Unsurprising lmao ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ and the image searches from Google and tineye unfortunately only pulled up any number of the times this has been reposted in "stolen from X" reposts on dA that just. Point back to the prev dA user, none of which were the OG artist fhsjfbshf and in fact many just say "meme isn't mine/I just stole this" FHSJFBSH😂😭 with tineye at LEAST I could determine that, well, this meme is at LEAST from early February 2017 or earlier

A SMARTER (and better-rested) PERSON MIGHT'VE THEN GONE THROUGH ALL OF THE PREV TUMBLR URLS ON DEVIANTART INSTEAD!!! I WAS NOT THAT PERSON AT 11:30PM LMAO (to be fair I did check garmekoii and gamekoii...but not gamekoi) instead like a lunatic who Didn't have to wake up less than 6hrs later for work, I was clicking through the dA results one by one on tineye until......someone in the description credited it back to @\gladejade here on tumblr :0 unlikely to be the artist, but maybe SHE had a link back to the artist!! So to her archives I went, staring August 2017 and back, as that was when the dA post was from

And!!! There were indeed drawings of her filling prompts from the meme w Trigun characters on January 1, 2017 lmao!!!! Only she was taking the prompts on her Twitter so the meme wasn't actually on her blog (in the midst of writing this n double-checking smth i DID actually find a reblog of Jade's tumblr post of the meme from Jan 4, 2017 but for whatever reason the original post was deleted lol so she did have it on tumblr at least for a bit to take prompts here too), but!! Twitter was still linked!! At this point i thanked CHRIST she was not an artist who'd been chronically posting multiple images a day every day since January 2017😭 so it only took a minute to find scrolling thru the media tab!............but, sadly, no additional insight onto a link back to the artist, even a defunct link or @ 😔😔😔😔

At this point I was getting close to calling quits at least for the night, maybe to try taking a look on my actual computer come morning, but.....I noticed that Google image search lets you put in a URL, so, figured what the hell. The meme was originally sent to me AS the direct tumblr PNG address, maybe that'd bring up something different...??? Possibly???????

It didn't lmao so on a whim I just started typing the url variations into google in quotes to see if ANYTHING would pull up, and-

Holy shit lol!!!!! I could’ve gone to sleep right then from embarrassment at having checked that spelling of the URL on deviantart yet, fuck lmao but!! Lo and behold!!!!!!

THEY FUCKING LIVE(D)!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

They were going by Koi but now by Fish. The gallery here is sparse and the meme is nowhere in sight, but at this point I could confidently say I had found the original artist who created the meme! But, I am nothing if not extra, and wanted to see if I could find the original post of the meme, if it still existed. Just for fun! There was ONE archived version of the dA from January 23, 2022, but for whatever reason it returns a 403 error when trying to view the snapshot. So to the social links I went!! Insta linked to a defunct account but the Twitter is alive-ish and well, at least (hasn’t been touched since mid-2023), and THAT links to what appears to be a fairly current carrd!!! She even has a tumblr @\disco--fish !!! I’m not directly tagging bc I don’t want to be weird, but PLEASE go check it out n give their art some love!!

Anyway, back to the meme hunt

Insta was the best bet and wouldn’t ya know, he’s actively posting art as of July 2024!!! Fuck yeah!!!!! No sign of the meme though, here or on their doodle account 🤔 could sense I was nearing the end one way or another – at least I was gonna be able to confidently say I’d found the artist in order to credit her for the meme!!! Since I was thoroughly embarrassed by having not checked the gamekoi dA earlier and saving myself a good chunk of time, I tried those on insta, just in case.

And!! The gamekoii account still exists, hot damn!!!! No meme in sight THERE, but there is a link to what was a Hamilton art side account. I’ve nearly exhausted my options so. Why not lol. Scrolling back through the gallery, and. Holy shit-

!!!!!!!!

IT!!!!!!!!!

THE MEME, THE MYTH, THE LEGEND!! DATE OF POSTING DECEMBER 29, 2016!!!!!! WE DID IT!!!!!!!!!!!!

THE original, or at least the oldest surviving post of the meme BY the artist, 8 years later (if it was ever posted to gamekoii I’ll never know bc that Insta isn’t in the wayback machine) with the digital paper trail to prove the original artist to credit for it!!!!!!!!!!

gamekoii (insta) links to oui.lafayette (insta), which holds the original meme!

oui.lafayette (insta) moves to cocoakoi (insta), which moves to the defunct sucrefish (insta), BUT gamekoi (dA) links to the same defunct insta as well as ssugarfish (twt)

ssugarfish (twt) in turn links to discofish (carrd), which links to disco--fish (tumblr) and the ACTIVE diiscofish & zuccheropesce (both insta). There IS also a bsky under discofish but looks like, similar to twt, it hasn't been used in abt a year :0

A complete, albeit scattered, timeline of Fish's art over the years, including a much loved (& criminally reposted lol) expression meme!! Idk, I find that cool as shit from like an "art history" n preservation standpoint :000

Anyway, was this necessary???? To a degree!! I think crediting artists is absolutely vital, EVEN if that means pointing back to a dead URL if they've abandoned old personas or posting online as a whole. And I absolutely could've found it much quicker if I'd gone to bed like a reasonable person and simply tried doing it today from a proper desktop browser ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ but! Here we are lol

So, if you've ever used this meme:

Please give credit & thanks to disco--fish (tumblr), diiscofish (instagram), ssugarfish (twt), or sugarfish (bsky)!

[feralssinbin]

PIRATE AU EXISTS but I am not doing much with it anymore, so FUCK IT *posts what I did have written for now and leaves it to the winds*

Actual Writing -> Me rambling ideas. It didn't get far cause i got distracted on like 8 other ideas at the same time lmao.

I don't know why the color got so fucking janky? it's being weird and i'm too lazy to fix it im sorry.

The creak and groan of wood shifting harshly across more wood was the only warning you got before the next moment the crate supporting your back was yanked away. The fog of sleep evaporated with the sharp crack of your head hitting the floor with a hiss.

“Oi! Careful with tha-” The gravel in your voice that came with the gripe from being woken up so abruptly, and from such a nice nap too, cut off with a swift yank to your feet. A strong hand fisted in the loose shirt you wore on ‘dock days’, the fabric sometimes getting in the way but helping keep you cool when working long hours under the blazing sun. Right now, however, it just gave whoever this asshole was more than enough purchase to haul you around like a half full bag of beans.

You’d never been ‘big’, by any measure. Scrawny for your age, short, and lean of muscle even though half of your time was spent loading and unloading cargo, day in and day out, and the other half was spent picking up other odd jobs around the town you called home. Most of which were also pretty taxing, whether it was making deliveries by handcart, the odd bit of carpentry, or tinkering with one of the newer machinery gadgets that were slowly popping up. Most people didn’t really know how to ‘fix’ things like that, per say, but you were at least brave enough to give it a shot, and sometimes you even managed success. Some things that being quick, small, and thin lead to an advantage. Getting up on rotting beams, or into tight spaces, was a lot easier without stacks and stacks of muscles that made your arms look like the fattest of sausages like most of the other handymen around the area.

Right now, though, your distinct lack of mass was not doing you any favors.

Bleary eyes fought to take in your surroundings, dark, shadowed, and… You couldn’t tell if you were rocking or if it was just the way this gorilla of a brute was shaking you around as he tromped across hardwood that made it feel like you just couldn’t get your feet properly under yourself, or what… It was too hot still to be night time, but it was way, way too dark to be on the docks yet.

“Hey! Let me fuckin go!” Heels scraped and failed to find purchase, half drug, half stumbling backward, and gaining no response from the absolute ogre of a man attached to the iron grip on your collar. One step up, two, and stairs registered in your brain about the same moment they registered against your back with little care if the sharp rough angles felt nice against now exposed skin. For the record, they did not.

Blinding sunlight left you squinting for half a second before you were flying, out of the darkness and sent fumbling across the damp wood of the docks. Raucous laughter and banter deafened to a halt with the sound of the sea the only thing to reign as you blinked back the too bright spots that still wouldn’t let your eyes quite adjust to being suddenly outdoors again. You were pretty sure you’d fallen asleep outdoors, though.

“What the hell’s your problem?” You lifted a hand up to shield your view, the huge brute still standing at the top of the stairs, by what you could tell, arms crossed and just… Watching you. A glance around as blurred shapes started to form into actual humans, railings, barrels and… cannons? Since when were cannons on the docks?

The floor under you seemed to lurch with the churning of your mind. You didn’t recognize any of these workers as they all just stared at you. Some scowled, annoyance and disgust painting their features like you’d just slept with the man’s wife. Others grinned with a darker excitement. A cat that had just caught a mouse.

Everything shifted again. And you meant everything. In tandem the barrels and crates you caught out of the side of your eyes slid to the side a few inches, kept in place by the thick ropes wrapping them to the rail behind them, every person in your squinted view leaned in unison across the dock...

No..

Across the deck. The deck of a ship. You were on a ship. Oh no. 

Your head spun around, taking in the dozens of crew that'd begun to gather, the intricately carved woodwork of the… galleon? Brigantine? Big fucking ship you were now stranded aboard… massive billowing sails that blotted out a crisp blue sky… and no sign of land anywhere past the sea of legs that had formed a loose wide circle around you. 

Oh no.

The snappy words you were more than happy to spit at your lone aggressor died in your chest as your situation became more and more clear. You were probably going to die. Most likely.  The men watching you intently were anything but a tidy lot. Scruffy would fit most of them easily while some looked more like they belonged passed out in some back alley behind a tavern. A few were decently presentable, but only just, and didn't carry near the myriad of scars or tattoos the majority held on full display with sleeves rolled high or bare across chest and back. 

One thing that stood out among many, though, was for all their unkempt 'stylings' almost every one carried some trinket in gold or silver, or both, openly. Cuffs of bangles, earrings or necklaces, one had a peg leg of all things but the fasset where it was fixed to his stump of a leg shone brightly with gems I laid above the dark polished wood. It left you staring, perhaps for a little too long, as your heart rate pounded louder and louder in your chest.

This wasn't a military vessel. This wasn't part of a merchant fleet.

And you were pretty certain this wasn't a fisherman's boat.

But you couldn't make yourself admit it. You wouldn't condemn your thoughts to the unfortunate truth that was going to be the end of your simple life as a dock hand. You knew well enough you didn't mention them on the sea. If you did it was like ringing a dinner bell. The same reason you don't whistle when you're on the waves. Why women were only allowed under special circumstances and it was rare to find a ship without a cat. All superstition, but the risk wasn't worth breaking them.

To one side the sailors began to fill in more. The process brought them closer to you by feet, and you couldn't help but move finally, not letting them out of your sight as you scooted back on your hands. This just earned a low chuckle from the crowd, rippling through as the uncertain curiosity among them twisted into eager anticipation. It settled in your gut like someone had forcefed you a cannonball.

-SOMETHING SOMETHING SUN AND MOON GIVE YN A CHANCE TO 'RUN' IF THEY CAN PLAY KEEP AWAY FROM MOON IN THE MASTS/LINES THEY CAN LIVE(and join the crew) AND THE HUNT IS ON-

one of the sailors keeps a timer on how long you can survive

as it draws on the crowd goes from jeering and roaring for captain moon

to cheering for YOU cause dude mentions it's astounding you haven't died yet

even with him technically catching you a few times and managing to get away by luck or a little skill

Suddenly you her a number from below

30

30 what?

Another swipe from Moon and he catches your shirt just enough to stutter your dodge, wrapping his fist in the fabric and swinging you out wide away from the mast. You're dangling about 3 stories up now. 25

Some banter, and moon admits it's been a fun little chase. You can't get purchase on anything but his wrist and you already know that's not going to save you. It's blistering hot under the sun (probably a saving grace that its daytime and he's not at his peak performance) but you grip for dear life

 20

 Moon gives notice to the counting below, and pauses. He's caught between a scowl and a grin somehow. Making a decision on a timer it seems. He adjusts where he holds you, a little closer to the beam that supports the sail and walks. Slowly, towards the edge of the ship. The end of the sail swings ominously over the water

 15

 more monologue. Naughty trespassers on his ship. They have ways of dealing with the likes of you. More than one way for certain. You've probably figured out what they are by now, more or less. He has to give you credit

 10

 you're the most fun he's had in a while

 9

 It's a shame though, that in the end

 8

 it's gonna be up to fate

 7

 well, fate and your own skills.

 6

 he lifts you up a little higher, showing off his toothy grin while the crew explodes, crowding the edge of the ship enough you can feel it tilt a little as they all watch and chant down the final

 5

 He drops you

 4

the billowing sail takes up most of your vision as your fingers slip from his wrist

 3

 reaching out, you grapple at anything, not finding purchase on the sail and feeling the burn of the thick canvas cutting across your palms as you brace for the impact of water

 2

 Instead you gasp. Or rather, huff, harshly, all the air forced hard from your lungs as your chest slams into the bottom beam of the sail, the ropes on the edge and one of the metal fastenings digging hard against your ribs, in a not so pleasant way that says it MIGHT now be very broken, but you curl around it on instinct, letting the impact plaster you around the wood.

 1

 You're heaving for breath, and that, and the waves are the only thing you hear for several heartbeats.

 And then the crew goes wild, the sound of the bell meant for emergencies ringing like the ship was sinking. Boots too heavy landing in front of you and making your lifesaving perch shudder with the weight.

 You're not gonna look up. any second now this metallic menace was going to rip you free from your haven and toss you overboard.

 A few words from below finally start to filter through the pounding in your head, and the heave of your chest as you suck in air greedily and try to stop coughing. When did you start coughing? "New Record!"

 Your eyes fly open, confusion almost overtaking fear.

 You mouth the word what over and over, Moon slowly approaching with an ease of balance that emphasizes how inhuman he really is, and you can see him squat down in your peripheral vision as it wobbles. You're exhausted, but you're not giving up yet. Not that you have much room to move anymore. A slight breeze could probably rock you off the end of the beam. He holds a hand down to you. He's... Holding a hand down to you like he plans to help you up. Wide eyes tilt up at the shaded, round face. Amusement. Frustration shows a little, but more than anything he looks amused. "Welcome aboard."

 What the fuck just happened.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaafuckthatwheel Wip for the night with quick shading and stuff. Gonna eventually be fully done maybe if I don’t die workin on it @_@

[lunarheslwt]

Hello it is I your secret holiday buddy 😌. I did get rest !I spent some time with my dogs and then watched shitty TV shows lmao . How about you <3

Oh I'm glad you're finding more time to write this year ! Thanks for sharing your journey:D . Personally I'm trying to juggle between exams and writing and it's....not going well lmao because I've got an important exam this month hopefully I'll get more time next year ! Wait tell me your larrie origin story 👀. I love listening to larrie origin stories I'm nosy 💀

I have a lot of pet peeves but like the biggest ones are people who specifically point out your imperfections in terms of EVERYTHING , you know what I mean ? And another one ( which has developed very recently) people who're annoying about slow burn books. I've seen sooooo many people on tiktok or whatever be like oh nothing happens in the book for a long time ,they dont even kiss on page 1.5 like in other toxic booktok books I've read ( although I'll admit a lot of the booktok books ARE good but the other ones.....yeah ). That's 👏the 👏fucking 👏point 👏 Susan. I'm very passionate about this okie 😭😭😭😭.

Do you have a favorite flower? 🥺

Love,

Your secret holiday pal 😏😏😏

Hello lovely ✨

Ahh that's great, I'm glad you had a chill day! I'm at work today, but I just spent my days off writing and writing. Ah it's always tough to balance writing with everything else. I hope next year brings you more time!! You'll find that balance, it just takes a bit of working stuff out. Larrie origin story ....well I joined the fandom (stan twt) late 2012. Was not a larrie, fully believed and shipped ELOUNOR (I was young and dumb). Later believed haylor too. Not sure quite what happened, I think I saw a couple posts that alluded to harry being gay which absolutely rocked my entire mindset (bc I didn't know better, I grew up sheltered and deadass didn't even KNOW a thing). Anyways I think I kinda just started with the "it's a bromance and it's sweet" to "they have matching tattoos oh they're TOGETHER." Plus freddieismyqueen videos did all they had to. I just know by end of 2013/ early 2014 I was a larrie and was reading fics on Wattpad first lmao. What's your larrie origin story 👀

Oooh people who are hellbent on pointing out flaws are annoying. I had thought of saying rude nosy ppl are a pet peeve but wasn't sure it actually was a pet peeve 😩 and that's so valid?? How are they picking up a slow burn book expecting them to kiss by chapter 2 lmaooo. On that note I also hate people who publicly post unpopular opinion on fics etc where the writer can see them and they get so rude and blunt about it like stfu.

Favorite flowers are carnations and chrysanthemums (I'm pretty sure I'm mixing them up in my head but I do love both either ways). What's yours?

Have a lovely day darling 💗

[temilyrights]

30 please and thank you! >.

30. Post a snippet from your current WIP without context - no more than 300 words.

You were probably fine. Jack wouldn’t be surprised if you were just screening her calls, but that didn’t account for why they’d all immediately gone straight to voicemail. It left her feeling uneasy. It wasn’t like you to be uncontactable, you’d always followed Gibbs’ rules like they were the law and this sudden change in behaviour, while not unreasonable, was concerning. It’s possible you just wanted some time alone, but when Jack had spoken to Ellie at work that afternoon to see how your conversation had gone the night before, and Ellie said you never answered the door...the urge to check on you grew tenfold.

Sighing, Jack gives up fighting with herself and walks the remaining distance to your apartment and knocks on the door. She hadn’t seen your car outside but she would at least wait to see if you answered before breaking into your apartment. 

She can’t believe she’s doing this.

(Lowkey, any time you pick the question involving a snippet of my work I want to choose a bit I’ve already sent you but that would probably be mean.)

[harrywritingsbyme]

The One Where Harry and Y/n Ring In The New Year

Based Off Of This Ask

And This One 

A/N: This is my first post of 2021 so that's exciting! It’s hot as fuck so y’all can start the year off the right way lmao. I had an idea for this fic that had two different smut elements but I decided to make it two separate ones so stay tuned for thatt!! Anywaysss...enjoy🙃

This New Years was a bit different for you and Harry. Since there was a raging on outside, resulting in you and Harry not having any plans for the celebratory evening, the two of you decided to spend your New Years Eve in bed with each other and have a little party of your own. Even though you and Harry were having sex all the time, the two of you quite enjoyed making an event out of it on the different holidays throughout the year. Especially this year, now that it would only be a party of two. While some were dressing up for the occasion, the two of you were undressing. The only dressing up that took place was you putting on a pretty white set of lingerie. But that was quickly canceled out by means of Harry ripping it off of your body to get a look at what was underneath. You and Harry spent your night tangled up in each other, blissfully ringing in the new year together.

Like all of you and Harry’s hot and beyond heavy nights in bed, it started out with a with a simple make out session that got you both riled up and ready for the night steamy night ahead. As soon as you stepped into the bedroom to reveal the incredibly sexy and revealing yet dainty and soft white lingerie set to Harry, his hands were all over you. He was already sitting at the end of the bed, completely naked and a bit hard from the anticipation of seeing seeing you, waiting for you to come out of the bathroom. And once you did, he was quick to pull you onto of his lap and attach his mouth to yours. He didn’t even give himself enough time to drool over your appearance, he just went right in. His mouth moved feverishly against yours as his hands roamed your body, touching and squeezing you all over. 

Your mouths sloppily moved and softly smacked against each others as you two excitedly and passionately kissed. You could feel his hands start from the top of your body and work their way down. The way his large and strong hands cupped your breasts and pinched your pebbling nipples through the thin lacy bra felt absolutely amazing. After spending some time on your chest, Harry’s hands traveled a bit lower, squeezing at your sides (tickling you a little too since that not only got you wet, but also because he wanted you to jump around on his cock a bit more) before continuing down to your hips. He squeezed at the soft and supple flesh, and as he did, he hooked his fingers into the waistband of your panties and pulled them up even higher on your waist. Because he tugged on your panties like this, the fabric that was barely covering you as it is went between your ass and between your folds a bit more, causing you to let out a little squeal into Harry’s mouth. He gave your panties one final tug before unhooking his forefingers from the bands and bringing his hands down to your backside. Harry pushed his hands all the way around, curling his fingers into the center of your ass and pulling you apart before massaging the supple flesh. As Harry continues to fondle you, he wastes no time gliding his tongue past your parted lips and right against yours. Your once soft moans became louder as he moved his tongue against yours, loving how he was taking control over you. On top of him licking into your mouth, kissing you in the most amazing way, and toying with your body, you could feel Harry’s rock hard cock moving against your barely clothed and very sticky center. His cock was so warm and hard against your pussy that you couldn’t help but to move move against him.

And the same way you couldn’t help yourself, Harry couldn’t help himself either. He could feel your warm cunt and juices against his cock and he just had to push his hips up towards yours, and in turn, pushing his cock against your beyond perfect cunt. Harry used his grip on your backside as leverage to move you against his cock, only making his need to be inside of you even greater. It didn’t help that you were in his lap, moaning in his mouth, and pulling on his hair either.

And before long, the both of you became impatient and beyond needy.

“Need t’fuck you so bad.” Harry rushes out after pulling his mouth away from yours. As he says this, he quickly shuffles you both around. Keeping you on him, he lifts you both up from the bed then turns you both around and drops you down onto the bed  before swiftly crawling on top of you. 

“Fuck me daddy.” You huff through your pink, wet, and swollen lips, dying to have his cock inside of you already. So without wasting anymore time, Harry jumps right in. Starting with removing the lingerie you’d put on. 

He manages to quickly and skillfully pull you up from the bed and undo your bra with one hand and rid your body of it, flinging the small article of clothing behind him. When he gets down to your panties, Harry simply grabs onto your ankles, lifting your legs up before resting them against his chest and reaching down to pull the ruined garment off your body. The material was completely soaked and it smelled just like you. So instead of just tossing it in the same direction that the tossed your bra, Harry simply drops it on the bed, deciding to save it for later so to speak. Now that you were all naked, Harry does a final once over of your body, muttering a string of curses under his breath as he took in your body beneath him. Harry then brings a hand up to spit in his palm before wrapping it around his hard cock that was standing proudly between his legs, getting himself nice and wet to push into you. 

“Daddy’s gonna fuck you real good.” He promises, coming in closer to paint the head of his cock with your sticky arousal, getting himself even wetter.

“Please da-“ You begin to whine, your statement completely forgotten about as Harry starts to sink his cock into you. It felt so good to have his big and warm cock stuffing and stretching your cunt again. No matter how many times you took his cock between your legs, you never got used to the delicious stretch that came along with his size, nor the feeling of being full of him. That’s why your words were completely replaced with mindless whines and little cries as he pushed into you. 

“Daddy loves this pussy so much doll. Such a perfect little home for daddy’s cock.” He groans, reaching down to lightly tickle at your lower stomach where you could perfectly feel him. Once he’s fully inside of you, going as deep as he could go, Harry begins rocking his hips back and forth, moving his cock in and out of you. As he continues, he gradually picks up the speed of his hips, moving his hips faster than the strokes before and slamming his hips down into yours harder and harder. 

As he did this, the both of you were losing your minds. Moaning uncontrollably, filling the room with your senseless and loud moans and whimpers. You were grabbing onto anything you could get your hands on, needing to dig your nails into something from the immense pleasure. You were able to grab onto Harry’s biceps, digging your nails into his muscles as you cried out to him from below, going in complete circles about how good it felt to have it hard and rough like this. While you were going crazy over his cock, Harry was going insane over your cunt. He too was loudly and uncontrollably moaning out into the room at how good it felt to be buried inside of you, completely amazed at how perfect your cunt was for his cock. Your walls were incredibly spongy and warm, completely delectable and addictive to Harry.

Continuing on in his consistent and rough thrusts, Harry felt like it was time to switch it up with the position he had you in. So without any warning, Harry stops his thrusts and removes his cock from you, letting go of the backs of your thighs that he had pushed up and apart while fucking into you. Immediately upon being devoid of his cock, you were quick to whine and get a little bratty as you were completely and utterly addicted to having him inside of you. But your protests were quickly shut down with a sudden swat to your cheek and a growl from Harry, reminding you that only good girls were allowed to cum.

“Now on all fours.” He instructs, giving the insides your sensitive and quivering thighs a little slap before moving out from between your legs so that you could move into the position he wanted you in. Within seconds you’re shakily positioned on your hands and knees, quickly complying with his instructions because you were so desperate to have him fucking into you again. Harry then moves back in between your legs from behind, wasting absolutely no time bringing his hands to your backside and spitting right down onto your second entrance that was exposed to him. When he sees the puckered ring of muscles contract from him spitting down onto you, his cock twitches in his lap and he guides himself back to your entrance, sinking back into you. And as he does, his eyes roll back into his head and he lets out a loud grunt from not only how good you felt but also from how good you sounded. As he pushed into you, he could hear how creamy and wet your pussy was for him which was beyond amazing to him.

“Yes! Fuck daddy!” You cry out in relief, finally being full of him again. Harry quickly jumps right back into the pace he had before, picking right back up where he left off in pounding you before. He had his hands firmly planted on your ass as he slammed himself in and out of you from behind. In this position, you were absolutely losing it, more than before if that was even possible. You were screaming and moaning out to daddy about how much you loved being pounded by his big cock and how good it felt. At one point, Harry was fucking you so hard and fast that your arms became too weak to hold your upper body up, causing you to fall flat against the bed and leaving your ass up for him to fuck you even harder. As he did this you were biting and clawing at the sheets below you, trying your hardest not to explode right then and there. 

Now even though it was increasingly difficult to keep it together when he went extra hard, you absolutely loved it. Which was exactly why you began to messily move yourself back against him when he went a bit slower than the rough pounding. Upon seeing this, Harry decided to let you fuck yourself on his cock which would in turn get you both off. It was a win win situation through and through. He got to watch you go crazy on his dick and he got to cum, and you got his dick and you got to cum as well if you didn’t go all bratty on him. 

“Since you keep movin’ around and can’t stay still, how about you ride me instead. Tire yourself out so that you’re nice and still when I fuck you again.” He huffs, pulling himself out of your cunt and plopping down onto the bed next to you. Because you were completely addicted to Harry’s cock, you were quick to move yourself around and straddle his lap so that you could have him inside of you. At first you move to straddle him in his direction, but Harry quickly stop you and motions for you to turn in the other direction and ride him like that for a little while. “Wanna see my cock disappear inside that cunt.” He briefly explains as you turn around in his lap. You then proceed to quickly sink down onto him, letting out the most desperate moans before moving yourself up and down on him. As you rode his cock, Harry watched as your pussy gripped onto him and made his cock appear and disappear inside of you. It was one thing to fuck into you and experience just how magical the area between your legs was, but it was a completely different thing when you were laying it on him and working your magic on him. Harry’s head was firmly tilted back into the pillows, and he was a moaning mess behind you as you moved against him. As you continue to beautifully ride him, Harry brings his hands out to your backside and uses both hands to deliver a swift and stinging slap to your ass.

“Ah fuck!” You yelp out at the sudden slap, continuing to move yourself back and forth on his cock. “Another one daddy.” You beg, enjoying the tinge of pain.

“Such a filthy little whore.” Harry chuckles through his moans, delivering another slap to your ass while you ride his cock. 

“Think m’gonna cum daddy!” You whine, feeling a warmth beginning to spread  throughout your body along with a prominent tingling sensation.

“Turn around baby, daddy wants t’see you when you cum.” Harry pants, feeling his own release catching up with to him. Upon his instruction, you lift your shaky body off of his cock and you turn around to face him, quickly dropping yourself down onto him and moving back and forth. When you start to messily grind down on him, trying to get yourself off, Harry steps in and takes control. He brings his legs up and plants his feet flat against the bed before slamming his hips up into you as you fall apart above him. He has both hands firmly planted on your chest, squeezing you breasts as he fucks up into you. When your walls begin to contract and almost pulsate around him, Harry knows that you’re about to cum and he’s going to be cumming right along with you. “Cum with daddy baby!” He grunts, delivering two hard blows up into you, catapulting you both over the edge and into your blissful and seismic releases.

And if the moment couldn’t get any better, the clock downstairs struck twelve and the fireworks were bursting in the air outside, signaling to you both that you’d had crossed over into the new year.

“Happy new year daddy.” You softly whisper happily above him, still very loopy as you ride the waves of your release.

“Happy new year darling.” Harry softly hums back, mirroring your dazed smile and loopy demeanor as he was also still on the high of his release. “Now c’mere.” He instructs before reaching up to softly wrap a hand around your throat and pulling you down to seal the deal with a kiss. And the kiss he plants on your lips was absolutely perfect. It was a sweet, wet and open mouthed kiss that was a definite favorite between you two.

Once the kiss is over you and Harry lay there together, still in the same position of you being on top of Harry, taking a moment to just relax in each other and enjoy the feeling of being in a new year. Now Harry was doing that as well, but he was also thinking of another round. On top of still being hard, you were clenching your walls up then relaxing them back around him as you laid against his chest. And after almost ten minutes of that, Harry had to do something.

“Wanna go again baby?” He proposes, loosening his arms around your back. 

“Mhm, you just have to do all the work though. M’tired and sore.” You mumble cutely into his neck.

“Of course sweets.” He agrees, slightly turning his head to press a quick peck to the side of yours. He then rolls you both over, placing him on top of your tired out body. 

“Can you take me from behind daddy? Like it when you pin me down and sit on my thighs.” You hum, reminiscing on the many times he did that and the many times you came hard because he did it.

“Anything for my pretty little cockslut.” He coos condescendingly before reaching down to give your sensitive and cum filled pussy a couple taps.

And that was how you started the year off right. If tonight was any type of foreshadowing for the year ahead, you and Harry were pretty confident that it was going to be a very good year.

Masterlist

[1ddiscourseoftheday]

Mon 7 June ‘21

Liam’s podcast with Steve Bartlett is out and while I still don’t care about that guy I’ll give him this-- he does great at getting out of the way and letting Liam talk. And boy does Liam talk! Liam says A LOT and let’s all just pause to send him some big hugs before we get into right? And then look to the future- Liam’s routine is to say ‘things have been terrible but it’s fine, it’s fine NOW’, always, even when that is absolutely obviously not true, and today is no different but for once I actually believe some of his hopeful bits too which is so great! I hope things really are shifting for him and I can’t wait to hear this new song of his. But there’s a lot that’s hard to hear too, oh Liam. He said that he and Maya have broken up (so yes, presumably why he just moved again such a short time after they moved into their haunted house), talked about his struggles with his alcoholism (and said he’s been sober for a month right now, go babe!), shared the usual distressing stories about his time in the band and what that was like for him (and how it still impacts him), and he talked about his new song and how it feels different for him than his past solo music. Truly though there is SO MUCH more than I can get into here or then you can get from the UA highlights- I HIGHLY recommend actually watching at least parts of the video, also because the attempt to summarize so much erases all the charm and humor, of which there is much. If you don’t think you want to watch Liam’s interviews, it has to be because you aren’t watching Liam’s interviews, they’re delightful! Plus really if you care about 1D and want information about what it was like for any of them, listen to Liam, he’s the one who’s out there talking about it.

About Maya he said, that yes, he is now single, and “I’ve just been not been very good at relationships,” and “I’m a proper perfectionist… at the start of the relationship you put out this complete false character like I might as well go in in costume, I’m like putting out something that is not there... kind of like encompassing someone else’s life with your crap rather than just doing your thing and laying out your store from day one. That’s my biggest problem is that I feel like I don’t lay out my store... and then I’m annoyed when they don’t like what I like,” and “I think my problem is I struggle to be on my own sometimes... I dive in and out of relationships too quickly. I’ve not spent enough time on my own to relearn about myself.”

He laughs about his tendency to ask his manager things during interviews; “My fans think that Steve is doing something to me, they’re like liberty for Liam because he always looks to Steve, but that’s because I like him. It’s not because he’s harming me as a person. There’s like a hashtag Liberty for Liam because they think I’m some like prison child,” and he also said “my manager’s my best friend,” (and he’s said in the past he is a big support for him) and mentioned stuff they’d talked about recently around his therapeutic awakenings.

He talked about therapy being something you have to want to do and be ready to do rather than being pushed into, like getting sober, and says that this time around with his own therapy work he’s really felt that and thrown himself into it and he talked a lot about his relationship to therapy in connection with band days. “I mean one of our old managers went to therapy from being a manager of One Direction. So if you can imagine how that feels like the rest of us definitely need some.”

“We were young,” he said, “What I found was I didn’t know I was the boss until like a few months ago, I still don’t even feel like I am now, like I’m such a child. And everyone I work with now is older than me and wiser than me and I’m like what the hell am I doing here with these people. When we were 17 I thought the security guard was like in charge of me so I was like Can we leave the room? No? Oh ok then,” and “when we were in the band, the best way to secure us was just lock us in our rooms. And of course what’s in the room? Minibar. So at a certain point, I thought Well I’m gonna have a party for one and that just seemed to carry on throughout many years of my life... You know I spoke to somebody about this in child development as a teen, the one thing you need is freedom to make choices. That we could do anything we wanted it seemed from the outside but we were always locked in a room at night and then it would be car, hotel room, stage, sing, locked. So it’s like they pulled the dust cloth off, let us out for a minute, but then it’s back underneath again,” and “the day the band ended I was like thank the lord for that. And I know a lot of people are going to be mad with me for saying that, but I needed it to stop. It would kill me.” Anyway, he said, because it wouldn’t be Liam without an upbeat coda, “I don’t want any of this to get lost in translation. I’m not 100% moaning about my life... it’s had its ups and its downs, but I would rather talk about it and it’s therapeutic for me.”

And what about that exciting new song? Liam said, “We have a really cool song in the pipeline... one of the first ones I’ve actually written myself- with some other people, I didn’t write it by myself, but it’s the first one I’ve really liked. And I think I got so used used carting around other peoples songs and not embedding myself creatively in what I do because I was so scared to find out who I was,” and “I don’t really know how I would tour again. I really want to” [on discord today he said he would be touring next year] “I always said throughout my solo career I’d let my song book speak to me. And I don’t think my song book spoke to me to get off my ass. I only became a solo artist because I had Strip That Down. I wasn’t gonna do it, I was gonna leave it alone. I was like, I survived it once thank you very much- but I’m back in now. Because the song, I knew it was right. It felt right with that song, I hadn’t had that. This year, the song we have I feel really really great about. So I’d rather let the music do the talking than me come out and force it. We don’t need any more useless music in the world, it needs to mean something,” and he mentioned the new song on the discord a lot too, most notably picking out a long comment that thanked him for making the fan feel supported and safe and for “putting your heart in everything you do” and for his support of the LGBTQ community to respond to with, “I think you will really like the new song.”

A few other random bits, he said that he thinks there should be a system to make therapy available to musicians in the industry, “I think I’m definitely gonna get a dog because I need routine,” and “I recently started jujitsu,” yeah you and everyone else huh, so do him and Louis and Oli go to the same gym or ???, and he acknowledged that as an addict he may have just transferred that to working out “but there’s a lot worse things to be addicted to then looking after yourself” hmm but he does seem to say that he’s doing better around body image stuff; he talks about having put on weight during lockdown and seeing himself in the BAFTAS performance- “I saw myself... and I was like ‘oh my god I’ve completely let myself go in this’. And it was fine...I feel so much more secure in myself now.” Oh and that he’s written a comedic movie script “based around AA” and his experiences there, such as how “I had a really weird AA experience the first time that I went. My first experience was with Russell Brand.” LMAO yes! Cannot wait, bring on auteur Liam please! Anyway as if ALL THAT wasn’t enough he’s also dove into the lead up to his NFT release; he said “I'm almost ready to share my NFTs with you guys... Who wants to see them?” and posted a tiny preview that tells us its (their?) title for the first time- Lonely Bug.

Niall and Anne Marie perform on Jimmy Fallon tonight, and the hype is already a go! I guess it’s prerecorded, as we’re already seeing pictures from it; they’re singing to each other with the cute car from the video in the background. Niall signed on to a letter to Boris Johnson asking for changes to music streaming revenue rules and signed by 232 artists (including all the artists Johnson recently named as his favorites, haha). Zayn signed on to a Billboard petition to the US senate calling for gun safety laws. The bar Zayn got into the fight in front of posted “Zayn's a regular at Amsterdam Billiards and he is a true gentleman. On Thursday night he was confronted by an inebriated passer-by outside on the street and was called a homophobic slur. We support Zayn & condemn homophobia in the strongest terms!” And also PS omg again because it just isn’t going away: Harry’s beauty company is called Pleased As, his name is Harry Edward Styles so yes when listed last name first, as legal documents do, it spells SHE but it is not a “feminist abbreviation” (WHAT? even??) nor the name of the business.

[thehomothings]

Obligatory hxh Kite headcanon dump because the brainrot is strong part 1 of ??

About half a year of obsessing over him and I have culminated so many hyperspecific and useless hcs for Kaito that I can't fit them all into a 500 page fic about him so now y'all have to deal with it. And please bully me off this hellsite so I can go and finish it.

I'm just writing these off the top of my head so they're in no particular order but this post is gonna be mostly about his childhood so it's gonna be a bit sad! Buckle up!

(Also I'm listening to Bullets by Archive which just. goddammit it makes me think of him and it's breaking me. Definitely give it a listen and you'll see what I mean.)

He isn't sure of his exact date of birth, but guesses he's about 26/27

Although nobody would take him as being that young. Everyone assumes he's in his mid-thirties and he doesn't tend to correct people about that.

It's not that he looks old, per se, more so that he has a certain type of weariness that seems beyond his age. Killua still calls him old man though.

On his ID, his birthday is listed as the first of January, which was automatically assigned to him. He does not celebrate his birthday.

(fanon) Hisoka swears Kite's an Aquarius and has attempted to reverse engineer his birthday through his zodiac chart.

Again, has no idea where he was born, but used to think he was born somewhere in East Yorbia since he had spent most of his childhood there (I imagine it to be the hxh universe equivalent eastern Europe.)

Kite is not his birthname. He had none- that he was aware of, at least- and he chose it himself around the age of 7/8. (From actual Kites. More specifically, easter Kites that are flown in some regions in honor of Christ's resurrection. He liked how free they seemed, how if untethered, one could fly worlds away and never touch the ground.)

Before that, he was given different names by caretakers in orphanages, all of which he cast aside as not my name. They didn't belong.

It may have stemmed from a comment made very early in his life by a particularly cruel caretaker who said: Your mother didn't even bother to name you. Leaving you by the dumpster was the best choice she made and you should have stayed there. It may not have been true at all, but it stuck with him.

Was a very restless and semi-feral child. Used to run away from orphanages for no reason other than the fact that he could.

Never got adopted (Well, at least through legal channels)

His first newsboy cap was given to him by his adoptive parent and became a staple of his wardrobe. Years later, he still keeps that original blue hat.

In another life, he would have either been a veterinarian, a park ranger or an astronomer.

Has never had formal education, but is very well-read. Not to mention trained by (allegedly) one of the smartest men alive.

During their travels with Ging, he would get as many second-hand books that could fit in his bag, read them all and pawn them off at the next town, repeating the cycle.

Still, his knowledge has weird gaps. Can and will go on hours long tangents on how industrial waste disposals are contributing to irreparable damage to the ecosystem in painstaking detail, yet when Gon asks for his help with his physics homework he has smoke coming out of his ears.

"Hey Kaito, how do I calculate initial velocity here?" *windows error sound*

Isn't a polyglot like Ging, but has great linguistic knowledge. Can get the hang of languages in a few days and speak enough of it to find his way around nearly anywhere.

(So everyone in the hxh universe seems to speak one universal language, but we've seen that accents do exist) The best way to describe his accent would be 'generic'. He never picked up the East Yorbian accent as a kid, and as an adult his accent became even more indistinct. Although he'll translate phrases and idioms from other languages and drop them in daily conversations, confusing everyone.

His nose has broken at least once, and thus is crooked. (And very boopable.)

So are two fingers on his left hand. Let's say he doesn't have fond memories of getting caught pickpocketing.

He's quite vain about his hair and takes great pride in it.

Doesn't remember his hair being shorter than shoulder length.

After becoming Ging's student and gaining access to means to take care of his hair, he was surprised to find out his hair was slightly wavy. Although the longer it gets, it loses its texture and becomes straighter.

Ging never stopped pestering him about getting a haircut. He sees long hair as 'impractical', but if Kite's one thing, it's stubborn.

Has never let a hairstylist near his hair. Remember that Greed Island NPC in Ai Ai that complimented Bisky's hair? He punched that NPC because he HATES people touching his hair.

In fact, as much as he likes getting compliments on his hair, he dreads it because it's normally accompanied by strangers touching his hair without permission (ahaha I'm not projecting onto him at all ahaha /s)

In fact, if he lets someone do his hair it means he really likes them (Looking at you, Wing)

And that's about it for today! If you liked this mess of a post, good news! I have more! If you did not, lmao too bad because I'm going to post more. Do you agree with my hcs? disagree? Lets talk about it!

A baby Kaito to brighten your day because I always make myself sad by thinking about his childhood.

[spiked-tea-writing]

and they were roommates?!

SapnapxFem!Reader

Summary: Imagine being in love with your roommate, couldn't be you.

Pronouns: She/her

Warning: Swearing

Word Count: 2.3k

A/n: I don’t watch or know anything, I just like these people and I had a concept. Also, he and Dream aren’t roommates in this for the sake of I can’t figure that out. Also also, my timeline is probably fucked but who cares

The dynamic in the apartment was...interesting to say the least

In the two years of living together, it had shifted a lot

In the beginning, you and Sapnap had been... less than cordial to each other

Both eighteen, fresh out of high school, off to college thinking that you knew everything.

There was lots of fighting, to say the least.

All of the “No it’s your turn to vacuum”, and “I swear to god Sapnap I will punt you halfway across the world if you eat my pineapple again”

The only reason you didn’t slit each other’s throats was that if the other person was dead, who would pay rent?

It was the summer before college started at the time, and you were working long hours minimum wage so coming]’/ home to an annoying prick caused a crap ton of conflict

After a few months of being little bitches to each other, y’all got piss drunk in the apartment and it all just sorta fell apart

Got that good drunk therapy, spilling your deepest secrets

(y’all were underage but shhh)

So by the time college started, the two of you had become actual friends and started enjoying each others company

A few months into the friendship, you encouraged him to post the video of “Minecraft, but it’s Raining Cats and Dogs” on a whim

Lmao little did you know what you had created (we’ll get to that later)

You mocked his train of thought constantly, laughing at the timing of it all.

“Ahhh yes, I am Sapnap, the genius who thought it’d be great to become a YouTuber while in my first year of college.”

He’d always just laugh and roll his eyes, playfully shoving you while stealing your chips.

The next few months were a haze of studying, work, and him.

It was truly a friendship of convenience since you guys were so busy, him starting his youtube career, and you working restaurants, then school on top of that, it was just easy to find friendship in your roommate.

Of course, he had his close friends which he spoke to over the internet, and you had your friends from back home, but as for college, it really was only him.

You guys had a fun time just hanging around the apartment, and it became so easy to be friends with him

And it WAS truly platonic (we’ll get back to that as well)

The best thing he brought to the friendship was his animals

You got on fabulously with Cash and the cats

They were all so cuddly and honestly loved you more than him lmao

You guys were just trying to get degrees and not be too stupid, was that too much to ask???

Well to a certain 2020, it was

The beginning of that year was great.

He was sorta realizing that he liked putting himself on social media, but on top of that, it seemed like a great start to a year.

February brought him to twitch, which you loved

You found it hilarious how he would just sorta play games and have people watch him live.

But you were incredibly supportive, as a friend, of course

He really liked it so, you tried to ignore the shouting at three am, and the loud anthems at night

Sure you’d give him hell in the morning, but why kill his fun?

March started great, as it was his birthday.

You got him a glittery lighter as a gag, but it was the perfect gift for a broke-ass college student

Then a certain pandemic came a-knockin’ on y’all’s door

It was a hard hit on both of you.

An executive decision was made that you two would stay put, but being away from your families was incredibly tough.

That spring was the birth of The SMP.

It brought him so much joy, which in turn made you happier.

The rest of the school year was a blur of zooms and test

Nick nearly killed you on multiple occasions when you made fun of the fact that he was learning computer science over the computer or made him help you figure out what the fuck zoom was since it was tangentially related to his major

“SAP HELP ME YOU SHOULD KNOW THIS ITS YOUR FUCKING MAJOR!!!”

“NO, IT’S- AHHHHHHHHH”

Yall got more than a handful of noise complaints shhhh

That summer was fill was spent trying to fill the time in weird ways

Note to self, he can’t cook (which you learned the hard way)

Yall spent so much time trying to cook and bake, then sweating off the calories working out with The Fitness Marshall lmao

As sucky as the situation was, that summer was so incredibly fun for the both of you, and truthfully the only arguments were about what music to blast

“Y/n I swear if I listen to Cosmicandy one more time I will drown you.”

“Well if I hear American Idiot one more time someone’s knee caps are getting harvested.”

(that argument was settled with Elton John.)

When school started up again that fall, something shifted

After a year of actual friendship, you guys were no longer just friends, and the tension was so thick it could be cut with a knife

You had watched every single one of his streams since day one, but within 2 seconds of his Love or Host, you felt the need to hurl for some peculiar reason

It was bizarre because there was no way you could ever like him, of course not.

Within the apartment, you guys suddenly got a lot more touchy, but only because it was getting cold with winter and all that jazz.

It wasn’t because yall were secretly in love, what is this, a romcom?

The number of times you guys woke up on the couch, definitely not cuddling was too many to count

You started sitting in his room while he streamed, definitely not watching him with heart eyes because of how excited he got

He always had a pot of coffee full and a 6-pack of monster in the fridge since he knew you ran on spite and caffeine, and definitely not so that he could spend more time with you in the early hours of the morning.

The laundry started getting all mixed around, resulting in just sharing any sweats, hoodies, or socks.

The same thing went for food.

No longer was anything labeled with a name, if it was in the fridge, it was fair game (unless there was a post-it because come on, yall weren’t monsters)

But no, y’all were just roommates, not dating, lets make that clear.

Feelings? We don’t know her.

This entire time, his friends have had to hear about you rip.

But they got front row seats to your relationship development

“OMG my roommate is the worst she ate all of the frozen strawberries”

“Y/n kidnapped Storm all day while she studied and I thought I lost the fucking cat asjvdk”

“I had to run down and talk to the landlord because we dropped a pot of pasta sauce all over the carpet and couldn’t get the damn stain out.”

“She is so nice in preparation for a family dinner zoom, she ran out to the local Filipino food place and pick stuff up.”

“Sorry I’m late I overslept and didn’t want to wake up Y/n.”

They weren’t stupid, and could clearly see how whipped he was.

Dream and Geroge teased him about it constantly.

“Woah, calm down Sap, you should probably tell her you love her before you propose.”

“Yeah Dream’s right, it’s kinda weird that you’re living together before ever dating.”

He always flushed and denied it with a shake of his head.

He wasn’t into you, are they crazy?

Quackity and Karl messed with him in more unorthodox ways

There are a solid number of clips where they are fake crying over how he’s cheating on them, and even more tweets to match

It only got worse when you met them accidentally.

He was chatting post-stream on a video channel with George, Dream, Karl, and Quackity, and just his luck, you came into his room.

Like of all the times you could walk in, it was the time he was with his five closest friends but I digress

“Yo I got some extra tips yesterday so I picked up some extra Red Bull if you want to do one of your weird all-nighter streams.”

“Y/n I’m on channel.”

“Oh shit sorry my b. Catch.”

All the guys heard was a thud and a groan from Sapnap as the six-pack hit him in the chest.

Dream was the one to recognize your name.

“WAIT IS THAT Y/N I WANT TO MEET THEM!”

You could hear Dream’s voice through his headphones

“Sap… who is that?”

“No one. I’ll be out in a sec to help with dinner.”

You could hear a British voice come through.

“Oh so we are no one now, huh.”

Another voice piped through.

“Common... ¿Qué intentas ocultar?”

You cut in.

“Your headset it shit my guy. I can hear everything. I’m down to talk to them.”

He let out a groan.

“Fine. But you’re gonna have to do the dishes tonight.”

“Deal. Now move.”

“What? No.”

“Fine bitch.”

You collapsed onto his lap, plucking the headphones off of him.

“Hello, Sapnap’s friends. I am Y/n. A pleasure to meet y’all. Can you hear me?”

You heard a series of laughs through the headset, and a voice came through.

“Yes, we can see you too. I’m Karl, it’s so nice to finally meet his girlfriend.”

A blush rose on both of your faces, and another voice came through.

“Yeah, we’ve heard lots about you. Plus we can’t see your face in that picture Sap sent us. I’m Quackity”

That remark stopped your embarrassment in its tracks.

“What the fuck? How do you guys know me? I’m not even his girlfriend? And what picture?”

Sapnap grabbed your arm to calm you down as another voice cut in, but his one you recognized as his friend Dream.

“Hey, it’s okay. He just talks about you a bit, and the picture I believe was of you holding like three cats with like a red bull can on your head.”

“Jesus fucking christ why do they have that photo??”

He looked guilty but chuckled.

“Because that photo is a damn masterpiece.”

Karl’s voice came back in with a giggled.

“Soooo, Y/n we’d love to hear about you. Specifically anything funny or embarrassing that you have learned by living with him.”

Sapnap let out a groan from behind you as you went off.

“WELL lemme tell y’all, he has no cooking knowledge, well I mean, now he does, but one time, about a year ago, I had I been keeping a pot of water boiling for about an hour, soft boiling eggs, cooing noodles, blanching bok choy, etc. but this fucking genius is like ‘oH tHe HaNdLe Is StIcKiNg OuT. LeMmE mOvE iT wItH mY bArE hAnD.’ Needless to say, he burnt the crap outta his hand and kept the bag of frozen blueberries on it for the entire night. It took me like a solid five seconds to actually help him because I was laughing.”

By the time you had finished that story, you had seen Nick roll his eyes like 5 five times while the rest of the guys were wheezing.

“Yeah, well remember the time you were trying to imitate Rapunzel after we had watched it over Zoom with my sister, and you swung the edge of the frying pan into our head and got a nasty bump on it? At least I moved quick enough to put some ice on it.”

“Ice? It was the damn leftover Slushy that I had been freezing.”

“True, but you got to drink it after, so it was a win-win situation.”

“Sap, I had a bump the size of a golfball coming off of my temple. There was no winning.”

“Fine, you’re just making me sound like such a shit roommate.”

“No that’s not true, you do all of the talking to the landlord, and you at least tried to muffle the noise when you stream.”

“I guess that’s true, but you do like 80% of the cleaning.”

“Yeah but only because you’re working. Plus in the past 6 months, you’ve made coffee every morning, AND made sure I was taking my meds.”

“Those things aren’t that hard and I do it to make sure you don’t die because I lo- care about you.”

“What?”

“What?”

You heard Dream’s wheeze laugh and remembered that you guys were still on call.

“Smooth.”

You both went red, and Sap moved his arm around you to leave the channel.

The next few moments were complete torture, the two of you just sitting in silence.

You were wondering if he meant what he was about to say and he was scared that you had heard it.

He was the one to break the silence. (mind you you’re still sitting on his lap lmao)

“I’m sorry about that.”

You weren’t sure how to respond. Should you ask him if he meant it? Because that wouldn’t be that bad. Or just pretend it never happened. Nah that’d be hella awkward. Or-

“I love you too.”

“You what?”

Wow, okay your brain is being a little bitch rn, but fuck it. Balls to the walls baby.

“I love you, and I have for a while now. I just want you to know.”

You finally looked him in the eye, and he was grinning like the Cheshire Cat.

“Thank god. I love you, and nearly fucking told you for the first time in front of my friends accidentally. Damn, I’m smooth.”

You laughed and he smiled wider.

“Can I kiss you?”

After a quick nod he swooped in and holy hell his lips felt great. His arm wound around your waist and your hands made their way to his jaw as he pulled you closer to him.

The only thing playing in your mind was “and they were roommates”