#i will decide another day 🧟

[poptartmochi]

WAIT i forgot crowler is italian.. ohh my god you KNOW they are so eggman about dimitri and foster's unconventional kinship 😭😭

[cal-daisies-and-briars]

For your newest make me write. Im in a huge complete supernatural/fantasy like AU mood here recently so my requests are going to be towards that this week. Also both of them are supposed to be 15 emojis apiece so can we pretend they are if they are not? (Kinda sorry about all the zombies…but feel free to sub everything to vampires or another WIP if you want)

🧟🧟🧟🧟🧟🧟🧟🧟🧟🧟🧟🧟🧟🧟🧟(Im so ready for the Maddie/Buck reunion and ensuing shenanigans. I think by the time you get to to this that the new chapter *may* be out that goes over that. But im also enjoying other aspects of the story as well. I very rarely read bathena start fics so their relationship developing is exciting for me to see as well).

🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸 🩸(Spoilery for those not caught up BUT OMG BUCK WHAT DID YOU DO?!?! I was not ready for that!)

Woohoo 90 total sentences for monster fics!

45 for 🧟 (THANK YOU!!!):

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 “Just… Be careful.”

Chim thinks he probably should listen to her. But he also knows he likely won’t. 

▪️▪️▪️

If anything, Chim gets worse. And that might be problematic if his feelings were one-sided, but after dinner, it becomes more or less obvious that they are not.

They do dishes together. A chore Chim usually finds tiresome, but now is somehow fun. Christopher and Denny have already begged Maddie, Hen, and Karen to have a sleepover together. Something Chim finds somewhat redundant, seeing as every day forever is a sleepover here. But Chris wants to sleep in Denny’s room. 

“Please,” Karen had insisted when Maddie had asked if they were sure it was okay. “He finally gets to have friends his own age. Chris can have as many sleepovers as he wants.”

So Maddie is off kid duty tonight. 

“Other than movie night,” she asks as they’re finishing up with dishes. “What is there to do around here in the evenings?”

“You got something against movie night?” Chim teases.

“No!” Maddie insists. “Just exploring my options.”

“Well, there are games,” Chim says. But then he has another thought. “Or the roof.”

“The roof?” Maddie asks. 

“Yeah. We’ve got chairs up there. We can steal your brother’s stereo. It’s great for looking at the stars. Now that the light pollution is gone.” 

Chim wonders if this is too weird. Too forward. Too intimate. Too much like a date, if the world was normal enough to afford dates. Actually, scratch that. He knows Hen has set up a date for Karen up there, under the stars. On their wedding anniversary. God, what is he doing?

“That sounds really nice,” Maddie says. “Would you… Would you want to do that with me?”

God, obviously.

“I’d like that, yeah.”

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45 for 🩸 (Buck's gonna Buck!)

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“Neither am I,” Eddie says. “Okay?”

Buck nods, still a little weepy. 

“Okay.”

💧💧💧

As tired as he is, Buck can’t really sleep for very long periods. A wound to his front and a wound to his back means nothing is comfortable. Eddie helps set him up on an assortment of pillows to prop him in just the right position, but it’s still a more or less futile effort. He manages to get a little bit of rest when his pain medication sets in, but otherwise, he’s awake and uncomfortable. 

Brought down to reality by his conversation, Buck really gets a chance to think through what he’d nearly done. Not the killing part - which he’d been more focused on before - but the dying part. And the more he thinks about it, the more he thinks about just how right Eddie was. He doesn’t want to die. He doesn’t want their life together to be over just as it finally started.

He really let that compulsive need to fix everything almost get him killed. Maddie was right. He needs to deal with this properly. This pit of dread that lives in his chest that says he is going to lose everything horribly. That says life will never be safe again. He needs to address that head on, and not by trying to be one step ahead of every possible danger. He needs to go back to therapy. He will, he decides. The minute he’s physically up to it.

“I’m sorry,” Buck says again, later that night, when everyone is sleeping and Buck is laying awake beside Eddie. He knows he’s probably going to be saying it for a long time. 

Eddie blinks awake. “Hmm?”

“I’m sorry,” Buck repeats. 

“For waking me up?” 

“No, for everything.”

Eddie sighs. “I forgive you. I’ve already forgiven you.”

“But I’m still sorry.” 

“Buck,” Eddie complains. “Don’t do this. This doesn’t help. Believe me, I know.”

“I’m going to go to therapy,” Buck says. 

“That’s a good idea,” Eddie says. “We could both use therapy. Do you think there are vampire therapists?”

“If there’s not, there should be,” Buck replies. “They’d have the corner on the market right now.”

“Exactly,” Eddie says. “And surely some shrink out there got bit?”

[emsylovesherbf]

Zombie Husband

Heyyyy guys!! Once again I’m not bothering to spell/grammar check this because it was only a thought I had of me n my boyfriend late at night and decided to write it down >.<

It is a little shorter than the last one but that’s because half way through I began thinking of another one T-T So after this gets posted I’ll start writing that one!!

This is another smut and if you didn’t see my update about this story it’s about if my boyfriend was a zombie bleeehhhh 🧟 but not like that I kinda made it so he was a hidden zombie!

The smut content for this would be- rough, monsters?? (in a way idk), degrading (him to me kinda), and i’m not sure if there’s anything else!!

Word Count- approx. 1082

Having to run from these, creatures was exhausting. You couldn’t stay in one place because they’d always somehow find you. These things they were like zombies but more, how would I say? Human. They looked exactly like normal, healthy, alive people but they were savages. These zombie like people would run up to you as fast as they could and then if they got to you they’d begin clawing at your face and body, ripping you to shreds and then eating away at your shredded body. Some of them were just mindless animals but some they acted and spoke like real people, tricking you into bringing them into your shelter and then that’s when they’d come and attack you, sometimes they’d be with you for days upon days pulling you into this feeling of safety and then try attack you like the other creatures. The only way to tell if they weren’t one of those creatures was to was to slightly attack them and then if they’d bleed then you know they’re a normal human. Somehow i have survived this long, I have no idea how but all i’ve done is to make sure to not take anyone into my shelter.

‘Hopefully I find some food, i’ll take anything. Maybe i’ll try find some berries, raspberries, blueberries’ I thought to myself as I was walking down this dirt path surrounded by stone pine trees. ‘Wait what’s that over there?’ I thought running towards this opening in the forest, there was this beautiful lake with a tiny island in the middle of it. “oh my gosh.. this is beautiful” I said out loud placing down my backpack and my weapon I use to defend myself just in case I come across a creature. ‘Maybe there’s some kind of fish in this lake’ I think while taking off my shirt and trousers. As I sat down to untie my shoes and take my socks off I have a look around to properly take in my surroundings. ‘Hmm, maybe i’ll set up here’ Thinking while I stand up and begin walking into the lake, unbeknownst to myself there was someone watching me, hiding behind the trees.

“Uhm hello!!?” This voice shouted from the shore of the lake. Looking over my shoulder I see a man standing at the shore waving towards me. Confused on what to do I just ignore the man shouting at me. I keep swimming around looking to see if there was any wildlife in lake. “Excuse me!! You can’t just ignore me! This is where i’ve set up my camp so you’ve got to find somewhere else!” The man kept shouting but I continued to ignore him and looking for any signs of wildlife. “I’ll just come over there to you if you keep ignoring me like this!” He continued to shout nothing but nonsense to me, or at least that’s what I thought. The man began stripping himself to just his pants and then walked towards the lake. “I mean it!! i’ll just come and swim over to you!!” He kept threatening me, by now I began freaking out a bit as he started swimming towards me. “I’m allowed to be here you know, you don’t own this lake” I replied back hopefully me answering him will make you back away. “Well for all I know you could be one of those zombies that fool others into a sense of security!!” He shouted back at me. “For all I know you could be one too!!” I fired back at him with the same thing he said. “If I was one why would I be out in the middle of nowhere and not in some towns or cities??” Well that did make sense, if he was one of those types of zombies he wouldn’t even be here. I glanced behind my shoulder to see what this man looked like. “wait… wait hold on” I say now fully turned around staring at him, eyes wide with shock. “Dominik!! Oh my gosh my Dom! it’s you omg I thought i’d never see you again!!” Screaming swimming towards him as fast as I could just to be in his embrace. “Emmi it’s you!! What’re you doing here silly!! I told you to wait in the house till I came!” He said to me running swimming towards me too. Feeling all over me and pulling me close to him whilst whispering, Oh my baby, it’s so nice to feel your smooth soft skin again”

Thirty minutes pass and now we’re sitting on the pebbles by the bank of the lake on some, now wet, towels. I rest my head against his shoulder just enjoying the moment of being with my husband. His hand slowly crept up thigh towards my pink panties, his fingers creeping underneath the fabric. Turning to him and we both lean in for a kiss. He grabs my neck and pulls me close to him while shoving his big fingers down in my panties and then in my pussy. He moved his hand from my throat to my chest so he could push down onto the floor. Once I was laying down I wrapped my arms around his neck. “Wait wait emsy lemme just take these off..” Dominik had said in a hushed tone. Standing up to pull down his shorts and take his shirt off, I watch every second of it. Seeing the sun shine against his wet muscles and then when his shorts are fully pulled down his wet leaking thick cock. He climbed ontop of me and began kissing my neck while sliding my panties to the side and shoving his cock deep in me. He shoved his hand over my mouth as to make sure nothing heard us, him using me all rough. Once he saw my eyes began to roll back from how good his cock felt he slapped my cheek and said, “Did I say you could look away?” I shook my head as to say no, not able to speak only scream out moans. “Yeah that’s what I thought you little doll, keep your eyes on me while your pussy gets ruined by this fat zombie cock” Grabbing my neck with his hand he slightly pushed my head to the side and licked my neck. But something had just clicked in my head, he just said zombie? Forcing my head to look at him only to see my Dominik had became one of those creatures.

[snailsagere]

Please read my dni in my bio before interacting

I made another sims 4 legacy challenge, this is different from my usual content so feel free to ignore if this isn't your kind of thing! :3

Anyway welcome to the Halloween legacy challenge! In this challenge you will play through different typical halloween 'monsters' and complete the requirements for each generation!

-Making your sims the different occults is optional, if you'd like you can loosely make a sim based off the occult but not actually make them that specific occult type!

-you can choose which requirements you'll do since I did include some alternatives if you're missing any packs however

-try to complete at least 6 requirements per generation (unless I didn't include enough alternatives and you don't own a pack)

The packs commonly used in the challenge are-

Vampires, island living, werewolves, cottage living, cats and dogs, realm of magic, paranormal and get to work

I used other packs too but these are the ones I'd recommend if you want to get the best experience of this challenge!

👻Ghost👻

You don't remember much about your past but now you're a ghost with a love for haunting music... wait can I smell burning?

Traits-

Loner

Music lover

Gloomy or paranoid (strangerville)

Aspiration-

Musical genius

Career-

Entertainer musician branch

Requirements-

👻become a ghost

👻reach level 10 of any music skill

👻live in a haunted house (paranormal stuff)

👻if you don't have paranormal, live with three ghosts which you cannot control

👻finish the crystals collection

👻your partner must die

👻don't have a good relationship with your kids, you're not around much anymore

👻get the needs no one reward trait

🧟Zombie🧟

...

Traits-

Clumsy

Loner or socially awkward (high school years)

Foodie

Aspiration-

Master chef

Career-

Culinary chef branch

Requirements-

🧟never do well in school and drop out as soon a possible

🧟reach level 10 cooking and gourmet cooking skill

🧟complete experimental food photos collection (dine out)

🧟if you don't have dine out, cook one of each meal throughout your life

🧟only introduce yourselves to others with the rude introduction

🧟go running atleast once a week

🧟never increase your logic and handiness skills past 1

🎈Clown🎈

You followed the same path as your parents you dropped out of school and discovered that you have a passion for making others laugh! No stop crying! I'm funny!

Traits-

Erratic

Goofball

Childish

Aspiration-

Joke star

Career-

Entertainer comedian branch

Requirements-

🎈drop out of school as soon as possible

🎈reach level 10 comedy skill

🎈have a job as a teen

🎈move to a different world once per in game week

🎈befriend the tragic clown

🎈always live in small houses never bigger than one bedroom or always live in tiny houses

🐺Werewolf🐺

You ran away from home to start a new life for yourself, you took whatever money you could and decided to live off the land in moonwood mill

Traits-

Hot-headed

Childish or dog lover (cats and dogs)

Loves outdoors

Aspiration-

Freelance botanist or Friend of the animals (cats and dogs) or Werewolf initiate (werewolves)

Career-

None, you must make money by selling plants from your garden

Requirements-

🐺become a werewolf

🐺'run away' from home as a teenager

🐺have triplets (you can cheat for this)

🐺own atleast one pet dog (cats and dogs)

🐺home school you kids (make your sims kids take 2 days off school per week)

🐺reach level 10 gardening

🐺use the simple living lot trait (cottage living)

🐺if you don't have cottage living use the off-the-grid lot trait

👽Alien👽

You're new to this planet and you want to learn all about it and perhaps explore the rest of space too

Traits-

Genius

Perfectionist

Loner or paranoid (strangerville)

Aspiration-

Nerd brain

Career-

Astronaut or Scientist (get to work)

Requirements-

👽become an alien

👽build a space ship

👽go to sixam (get to work)

👽if you don't have get to work, once you build the spaceship go to space once per week

👽go to university and join a club (discover university)

👽if you don't have discover university join a club (get together)

👽complete the aliens collection

👽go on holiday at least twice

👽reach level 10 in the handiness and rocket science skills

🧹Witch🧹

You've gained lots of knowledge over the years from your parents and now wish to fully use it with you trusty feline companion

Traits-

Genius

Bookworm

Perfectionist or cat lover (cats and dogs)

Aspiration-

The curator or Purveyor of potions (realm of magic)

Career-

Business

Requirements-

��become a spellcaster

🧹learn and craft all potion recipes (realm of magic)

🧹if you don't have realm of magic, buy all reward trait potions that cost under 500 points

🧹complete frog collection

🧹own atleast one cat (cats and dogs)

🧹reach level 10 charisma

🧹own and use a voodoo doll atleast five times

🧹own a herb garden

🧚Fairy🧚

You love nature and feel connected to plants and animals and wish to live within nature

Traits-

Goofball

Loves outdoors

Vegetarian

Aspiration-

Freelance botanist or Spellcraft and sorcerery (realm of magic)

Career-

Gardener

Requirements-

🧚become a spellcaster

🧚own a large garden

🧚use the simple living lot trait (cottage living)

🧚use the off the grid lot trait

🧚reach level 10 gardening and herbalism

🧚enter the finchwick fair once a week (cottage living)

🧚own atleast one animal

🌊Mermaid🌊

You love nature, the ocean and mischief, you wish to allure other sims to danger while living a peaceful life in the water

Traits-

Music lover

Romantic

Loves outdoors or Child of the ocean (island living)

Aspiration-

Chief of mischief or Beach life (island living)

Career-

Gardener or Teacher (discover university) or Conservationist (island living)

Requirements-

🌊be a mermaid

🌊move somewhere close to water or sulani

🌊only take baths

🌊reach level 10 singing and mischief skill

🌊complete the seashell collection (island living)

🌊befriend a dolphin (island living)

🌊if you don't have island living own five pet fish instead

🌊kill atleast one sim (your choice how)

🦴Skeleton🦴

You're a bit bonely but you want to meet more sims just like you and try to learn new things

Traits-

Gloomy or Squeamish (outdoor retreat)

Lazy

Loner or Socially awkward (high school years)

Aspiration-

Big happy family or Lord/lady of the knits (nifty knitting) or Jungle explorer (jungle adventure)

Career-

Freelance any or Critic (city living)

Requirements-

🦴go on atleast two holidays to selvadorada (jungle adventure)

🦴befriend a skeleton (jungle adventure or paranormal)

🦴own a cow plant, if it dies you must keep the skeleton and get a new one

🦴own a skeleton fish

🦴complete sugar skull collection

🦴unlock the forever full reward trait

🦇Vampire🦇

You are immortal and you want to be the most successful out the whole rest of your family, afterall you do have forever to do so

Traits-

Ambitious

Snob or Proper (snowy escape)

Materialistic or self absorbed (get famous)

Aspiration-

Mansion baron or Master vampire (vampires)

Career-

Secret agent or Law (discover university)

Requirements-

🦇become a vampire

🦇own a plasma fruit orchard (vampires)

🦇if you don't own vampires own and fruit orchard worth around 10,000 simolions (decorations in the orchard do contribute to the 10,000 simolions)

🦇live in a mansion

🦇reach level 10 in piano or pipe organ skill

🦇have at least 100,000 simolions

🦇have at least one enemy

🦇master the vampire lore skill and complete the vampire skill tree (vampires)

🦇if you don't own vampires unlock the never weary and forever full reward traits

[mdzs-owns-my-ass-i-guess]

Investment plans

@cullen-blue23 🧟💌⚔️ I have returned with my Wen Ning appreciation agenda! I keep imagining WWX discovering the Ghost General simps and immediately deciding to throw hands to defend his besties honour. WN is confused, but very flattered (and no longer feels safe being left alone with Lan Jingyi)

Some kind of part 2 to this one

This was an incredibly funny piece to write, shoutout to Lan Jingyi for seeing a business opportunity and running with it.

Wei Wuxian rushes through the Cloud Recesses, Suibian in hand, unsheathed - and that never happens unless there is a great emergency somewhere that he knows he can't fix with just Chenqing. There are very few such instances - one was when Lan Sizhui got kidnapped, and another was when some poor sod put a curse on Lan Wangji, and to this day nobody knows or dares ask what happened to either of those people. So to see the Yiling Patriarch (who's usually just fun and mischievous Wei-qianbei) exude murderous intent, everyone makes way for him to storm out of the Cloud Recesses without issue. Not that they're scared he'd kill them - but it's better to be safe than sorry.

Lan Wangji struggles to catch up to him, and that's saying something. "Wei Ying!"

"Leave me alone, I'm going to kill this Yan Bai person myself! How dare he!"

"Wei Ying!" Lan Wangji tries again, finally reaching close enough to his husband to get a hold of his shoulder.

"What?! You've seen those ridiculous drawings and read those horrible stories too! Aren't you supposed to be righteous?!"

Lan Wangji is not going to take offense to that and he's not going to fight with Wei Ying in the middle of the Cloud Recesses where everybody can see. In fact, there won't be any fight at all.

"You can't kill Yan Bai."

"Like hell I can't, I've killed hundreds, what's one more!"

"We'll circle to that later, but the reason you can't kill him it's because he doesn't exist!"

Wei Ying blinks at his husband incredulously. "Lan Zhan, do you take me for a fool? What do you mean he doesn't exist? Then who created that ludicrous sexy Ghost General calendar? The fanfiction subscription service? The fan letters?!"

Lan Wangji sighs like the weight of the world rests on his shoulders. "Come with me, I'll tell you in private. And please put Suibian away."

---

Inside the jingshi, Wen Ning and Jingyi await. Now, Wei Ying is even more confused than before, joining Lan Wangji at the table. He takes a seat, and says, "Wei Ying, please meet Yan Bai." as he elegantly gestures towards Jingyi, who looks very much like Wen Ning down - a living corpse.

There is such tense silence in the jingshi that it feels suffocating. Jingyi has long accepted he's going to die today, he's said his goodbyes and even sent a last letter roasting Jin Ling express shipping to Jinlintai. All his affairs are in order, might as well get it over with.

"How much money did you make?" Wei Ying asks, his voice flat and neutral, and somehow scarier than when he's angry.

"I... Double my allowance, sir."

"Per month?"

"Per week... sir."

Wei Ying whistles lowly. "What did you spend it on?"

Lan Jingyi keeps quiet, eyes stubbornly squeezed closed.

"Well?"

"I cannot say."

"Why not?"

"It is forbidden."

Wei Ying rolls his eyes. "So is drawing porn, yet here you are."

"It's not - porn... it's-"

"Erotic art, whatever, same thing. I would know. So, where's the dough?"

"..."

"Lan Jingyi."

"We're saving up for something! It's - well, a surprise..."

"And you've decided to exploit Wen Ning for it?"

"It's not... exploiting. It's a... business. I overheard some people talking about him in a certain way and had an idea..."

The new information is nothing short of surprising, so Wei Ying turns to his friend. "Wen Ning, did you know about this?"

"...somewhat. Not to its full extent, but I agreed to the- stories."

"So then what's the big project that had you sell yourself out like this?"

"Please don't say that... I didn't... do that."

Wei Ying crosses his arms, raising an eyebrow. "I don't know, Wen Ning, I received a letter from Yunmeng-"

If Wen Ning could blush, he'd be beet red. "I didn't do anything for cash, I mean... all that you've heard about, I've done it... um, for fun..."

Wei Ying sighs so deeply he feels like he's taken up the whole air in the jingshi. This conversation is terribly embarrassing and he still wants to know what the hell they're saving up for.

"Here's how it's gonna go. Jingyi, you tell me what you've been investing in all this time, and I'll convince Hanguang-Jun over here not to punish you for the next 15 years."

Jingyi steals a look towards Wen Ning, and they seem to be having a silent conversation before Jingyi finally looks up at his seniors.

"We've been - the lotus pond we've been nursing in the Cloud Recesses died last spring, and we know how sad that made you. So we bought a piece of a lake near Caiyi and have hired someone specialized in lotus cultivation to help maintain them and make sure they don't die out like last time." A pitiful sigh, "But they're really expensive, even with all the help we got from Jinlintai... Jin Ling can't just give money out right now, so we had to... be creative. We actually got the idea at the last discussion conference, sect leader Nie dropped something about Yiling Laozu fanfiction selling really well in the past and, well..."

Wei Ying can do nothing but stare. Everyone - the kids, Wen Ning, even Nie Huaisang - all contributed to this one project that's more time-consuming than anything and that takes up a whole lot of money... and all that because he cried over the lotuses that dried up last spring instead of blooming. All that because they wanted him to be... happy.

He stands up from his seat abruptly, and Jingyi squeezes his eyes shut again, awaiting deliverance - instead he finds himself and Wen Ning pulled into a hug.

"Thank you."

Jingyi's eyes widen. "You're... not mad?"

"I am very mad. I married into this super rich sect for you lot to go sell porn for money?!"

"Wei-gongzi, it's not-"

"Quiet, Wen Ning! You should've just asked Lan Zhan for cash!"

"With all due respect, Hanguang-Jun is not adept at keeping secrets from you..."

"...fair. Still, all this was... a bit too much. Even if I appreciate it, it's not okay to do. So, there will be some kind of punishment for you, Jingyi."

"I know..." and he begins reciting, "...for lying, keeping secrets, making illicit money, drawing and reading pornographic material, distributing said material, pricing highly, not reporting earnings..."

"That's a long list of crimes to atone for. I'll leave Hanguang-Jun to do that. Wen Ning, come talk to me outside?"

"Yes."

---

"How do you feel... about all that?" Wei Ying asks as they stroll along the pathways around the jingshi. "The... materials, I mean."

"To be entirely honest... I am not that upset... You know I have not been very confident before... and this, surprisingly, helps a lot."

"Don't you feel... I don't know, objectified?"

A shrug. "Not really. Sure, it's a bit... weird to see so much... erotic material about me, but it's better than people calling for my death..."

Wei Ying sends him a sympathetic look. He wishes people could see him like that, kind and loving and soft, the way he truly is - nothing like the monster people accuse him to be.

"And anyway... I'm not entirely innocent either... so I'm not surprised there is, um, demand for such things."

"Right... uh, you should probably be a bit more on the down low with that in Yunmeng... I know people from there are really attractive but...like, I'm not trying to police what you do or anything-"

"It is fine, I understand what you mean." A conspirational smile. "I was planning to visit Qinghe next anyway, so you probably will not be receiving any more angry letters, hopefully... Though I must admit Hanguang-Jun's response was... quite hilarious."

Wei Ying chuckled. "He got the 'no bitches?' thing from Jingyi, which is why I think he won't punish the kid that harshly... but how do you feel about what he's done?"

"Well. It is... a bit excessive... but... I cannot say the idea is bad... I did get some of the proceedings myself after all..."

"Man, you guys have a whole business going on! Next thing you'll tell me is Sizhui's keeping the books or something."

"..."

"Wen Ning."

"..."

"WEN NING!"

[imaginethat0327]

Kay let’s do this *cracks knuckles*

🎱 My beta is the one with access to ao3 so I can’t see the stats 😅

🍓 I think I started writing fanfiction when I was like, eleven, I just didn’t know the terms for it yet. And I’m honestly not sure what triggered it other than me wanting to see scenarios with characters I liked. I think my first fanfic (which I never finished) was about the Young Justice crew going to DisneyLand??

🌵 https://open.spotify.com/playlist/64OXW7AK5ULeSPEKzgdtNp?si=5WEu21W6T0Or_BRXkCHCKw&pi=u-eINmVchcTp-l. (My fav instrumental playlist ❤️)

🕯️ 1. Just… it’s a 1. I don’t do it nearly as often as I should because I hate it 😂

🛼 - 🏝️🩺🔥🧟💀

🥑 @isyhawk 100%. If I contacted another then it would be @rurus-kadoo

🥤 I think this is supposed to be fanfic authors but I don’t read fanfic anymore, so I’m going to say Rick Riordan, lol.

💌 … 84. But it’s legit all spam which is why I haven’t looked at them yet 😂

🌻 @nyxcentury

🐇 Always would prefer OG characters as opposed to reader inserts

🧃 Personal lore that I haven’t shared before… uh, I sang the national anthem at one of my sister’s gymnastic meets one time.

🎲 Fatigue, mental or physical

🍄 Every spring, avians get a nesting urge where they’ll start crafting one out of blankets, pillows, clothes, and little trinkets or items that they’re fond of. Both Tango and Scar inevitably end up finding themselves in the middle of these nests at some point or another and even if it gets in the way of their projects, they can’t bring themselves to try and break out of it because it would make their partners very sad. So they’re both just kind of stuck being coddled and cooed over for a week and they both secretly (on Tango’s end) and not so secretly (on Scar’s end) adore it.

🧸 Aside from the logging stuff that I like, then reaching out and talking to me :) because then we’re friends and I’ll be obligated 😂

🪐 I’m on course to graduate college early, I have a pretty good living situation, and I have a ton of new online friends that I’ve been talking to/playing Minecraft with

📚 “Redbubble” and that’s it. I was going to make a password but I forgot, so now there’s just a note with the word “redbubble” in it

🍬 Deku is actually kind of dumb when it comes to fighting and how much effort he puts into stuff. Looking at a villain and going “I’ll beat him by trying even *harder* is dumb. Bakugo agrees with me. It ends up with Deku recklessly hurting himself and potentially hurting others. Real people, most of the time, can’t give 100% and then just decide to double their effort on a whim if stuff isn’t working out. I always thought it was kinda stupid and also very unrealistic/potentially a bad message. Granted, I haven’t read a lot of the recent manga, but if the fight scene with Deku in the third movie was anything to go by, he hasn’t learned.

🔪 I’ve tried to figure out the exact nerve/blood vessel that needs to get pinched for the Vulcan neck pinch to work. I don’t remember if I found it or not. Other than that’s it’s been a lot of “how do I kill someone in XYZ way” 💀

🦷 If you get a bloody nose, tilt your head back and get a twisted piece of tissue and stuff it up there. Then breathe gently in through your nose. The gentle airflow will clot the blood wicked fast. Be careful pulling the tissue out though otherwise you might take the clot out too.

❄️ I want James Patterson to write me a steampunk fantasy book

🌿 Give yourself a little bit of a break, but then find someone to talk about your project too. Even if it’s just recapping events, talking about stuff usually gets me back in the spirit of things. Also, at least for me, I have to make sure I write just a tiny bit every couple days, because big breaks may lead to the fic getting abandoned.

🥐 The Australian dude talking about the attack dogs and then he makes an impression “and they came bounding over -“ makes me laugh every time.

🏜️ Any comment that analyzes character relationships or plot elements makes me indescribably happy. All comments do, but those are my favs

🍦 I honestly can’t think of a character that I legitimately hate. Maybe it’s because I know they’re supposed to be unlikeable because they are a character??

🥝 oh dear god we’re getting real here… em, I’d say I don’t lie a LOT, but I do have a bad habit of lying about myself and my day-to-day going-one because I don’t want to feel like I wasted my day or did something wrong. For example, I told my mom that I did a good job hydrating yesterday when the only liquids I consumed were cups of coffee 💀

🦋 Umm… truthfully, I’ve been debating my value as a person/friend/sibling recently. How much joy do I actually bring to other people. How productive am I actually being. How much good am I actually putting into the world. How many of my interactions are me just clinging to the hope of validation as opposed to me focusing on others and their lives. 😥

🦴 no singular piece, but music and lyrics usually do

🍅 Imagine, for the love of god, go back and reread and edit your own writing. Stop word vomiting onto the page and expecting your beta to catch every little thing. Also, learn how to be CONCISE. Stop waxing poetical about every little thing or you’re never going to finish anything!

🐚 Depends on the surprise. Twists in movies are great. Friends showing up out of the blue are great. Random changes to pre-established plans make me want to cry.

🪲 “How are we going to kill it now?” Xisuma sounded a bit breathless from the heat, and when Cleo turned to look she saw the admin popping the cap on a fire res potion. “We can’t fight it while it’s in the lava. We have to draw it out.”

“If we try to fight it in here, we’re going to be killed by the blazes immediately.” Bad agreed. “We need to get it outside.”

☁️ I wanted a name that was whimsical - and the sort of dreamy, enthralled concept of “Imagine THAT” worked really well for me. Also I was really into Imagine Dragons at the time 😂.

🐝 Okay - I’m going to miss people, but I love every single person who’s read my fics and reblogged my post. For a few specific people: @rurus-kadoo - I am in awe of your creativity and your musical talents, and I’m so thankful you have shared them with me. I’ve loved chatting about music and making playlists with you. @isyhawk - My pen pal, you’ve taught me so much about life and you’ve helped me talk through some kind of heavy stuff, and I’m always going to be grateful for that. I love being pen pals with you ❤️. @red-carter - I’m so happy that you reached out to talk to me despite it being scary. I appreciate your openness and your kindness and I love getting to say good morning to you when I wake up.

🌸 I do have pets! An eleven year old golden doodle named Casey, and an almost 2 year old mini bermadoodle named Jojo. Pictures at the bottom!

🎨 Not sure if I have a fav piece, but anything by Applestruda, Hybbart, and Noxolotl is incredible

🧩 Anything with bad grammar/spelling/formatting is an immediate turnoff for me.

Pictures!!!:

Writers Truth & Dare Ask Game

🎱 ⇢ post your AO3 total stats  🍓 ⇢ how did you get into writing fanfiction?  🌵 ⇢ share the link to a playlist you love 🕯️ ⇢ on a scale from 1 to 10, how much do you enjoy editing? why is that? 🛼 ⇢ describe your latest wip with five emojis 🥑 ⇢ you accidentally killed somebody, which mutual(s) do you text for help? 🥤 ⇢ recommend an author or fanfic you love 💌 ⇢ how many unread emails do you have right now?  🌻 ⇢ tag someone you appreciate but don't talk to on a regular basis 🐇 ⇢ do you prefer writing original characters, reader inserts, or a mix of both?  🧃 ⇢ share some personal lore you never posted about before 🎲 ⇢ what stops you from writing more in your free time?  🍄 ⇢ share a head canon for one of your favourite ships or pairings 🧸 ⇢ what's the fastest way to become your mutual? 🪐 ⇢ name three good things going on in your life right now 📚 ⇢ what's the last thing you wrote down in your notes app?  🍬 ⇢ post an unpopular opinion about a popular fandom character 🔪 ⇢ what's the weirdest topic you researched for a writing project? 🦷 ⇢ share some personal wisdom or a life hack you swear on ❄️ ⇢ what's your dream theme/plot for a fic, and who would write it best? 🌿 ⇢ give some advice on writer's block and low creativity 🥐 ⇢ name one internet reference that will always make you laugh  🏜️ ⇢ what's your favourite type of comment to receive on your work? 🍦 ⇢ name three good things about a character you hate 🥝 ⇢ do you lie a lot? what's the most recent lie you told? 🦋 ⇢ share something that has been on your heart and mind lately  🦴 ⇢ is there a piece of media that inspires your writing?  🍅 ⇢ give yourself some constructive criticism on your own writing 🐚 ⇢ do you like or dislike surprises? 🪲 ⇢ add 50 words to your current wip and share the paragraph here ☁️ ⇢ what made you choose your username? 🐝 ⇢ tag your biggest supporter(s) and say one nice thing about them 🌸 ⇢ do you have any pets? if you do, post some pictures of them 🎨 ⇢ link your favourite piece of fanart and explain why you like it 🧩 ⇢ what will make you click away from a fanfiction immediately?

[cal-daisies-and-briars]

The family of it all!

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Yeah! Family!

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“Like, what if… What if she’s had the baby and not told us?”

“I think we might need to sedate you, actually,” Eddie says. 

“Hey!” Buck complains. “These are reasonable concerns!” 

“On a scale of one to ten, how traumatic was your last coma for you?” Eddie asks. “Because we might just want to put you in one until the baby is here. Best way to pass the time.”

“You’re not as funny as you think you are,” Buck complains.

“I am, first of all,” Eddie replies. “Second of all, you do need to relax, okay? I promise if something is worth worrying about, I will also start freaking out, and we can freak out together. A baby not being born before her due date is not one of those things.”

He makes a valid point. One that’s potentially too logical to ignore. 

Buck takes a deep breath. “Fine. You’re right.”

“Usually am,” Eddie replies. 

Buck raises an eyebrow. “Should we really visit the statistics on that?”

Eddie scowls at him. “Let me have this.”

If Buck thinks Eddie is dismissive of his completely normal fears - not paranoia, thank you - then Chim is downright mean. He laughs, on the due date, with how stressed Buck is. 

“Are you kidding?” Chim practically cackles. “Please tell me you haven’t forgotten how long Maddie went overdue. Like actually overdue. Over a week, Buck!”

Another valid point, but…

“Okay, but we don’t know that Lourdes won’t also-”

“And!” Chim interjects. “You’re not living with Lourdes, so you don’t know.” 

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Besides, he has other things to worry about.

For one, he hasn’t had another chance to talk to Eddie properly. Eddie is spending a lot of time talking to Shannon. Which makes sense, right? They have a kid together. This whole history. They each thought the other was dead. Of course that’s who Eddie is talking to. But it has Buck worrying. Something that isn’t his right to worry about. But nevertheless… What if Eddie leaves? What if he decides to go stay with Shannon and the others? It would make the most sense, wouldn’t it? 

Honestly, if Buck were a better person, he’d just suggest it. But he’s not. So he goes to the beach to hide instead. 

He sits on the beach and he looks out at the sea, and he thinks about loneliness. He thinks about how it’s the end of the world, and twice he’d somehow found someone who made him feel excited about the future. Abby and then Eddie. Abby owed him more than Eddie does now. But… But isn't it ironic they’ll probably end up in the same place? 

Life has always been pretty transient for Buck. Nothing has ever felt permanent. Not until he met Bobby and everyone else. And maybe he just has to accept that that’s the permanent thing for him. He’s luckier than most people, if that’s true. But Buck isn’t stupid. He sees how Maddie and Chim are looking at each other. How Bobby and Athena have seem to become a unit. All within a handful of days. It hurts that he might be the only one without that, when the dust settles on whatever this period of commotion has been. 

He’s in the middle of feeling sad for himself, and feeling dumb about feeling sad for himself, when he hears someone walk down the stairs to the beach. He turns to look and is surprised to see Abby, making her way towards him. He’s not sure what she’s doing. 

[cal-daisies-and-briars]

For make me write!! Thank you so much for all you do write though!

🦮🦮🦮🦮🦮🦮🦮🦮🦮🦮 (Always more Cranberry I can’t explain how excited I am for part 2 and the snippets I have read..gah)

🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸🩸 (I think I may have spoke to soon on thinking Eddie is healing…I mean he is right…RIGHT?!!?!! Please tell me he is)

🔮🔮🔮🔮🔮🔮 (Ah the Bobby seeing Buck’s past had me in tears I don’t think Im ready for the opposite of that but oh well I guess I need to be) 🧟🧟🧟🧟(I was hooked by the end of the last chapter. I love apocalyptic AUs. Also the ending broke my heart, but I’m can’t wait to see Maddie and Eddie eventually make it to their library)

🚨🚨(Lots of COVID lockdown stories going around…however they make for such interesting explorations!!!!!!)

Thank you! You are so kind!

30 for 🦮 (YAY THANK YOU!):

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“Okay,” Chris sniffs.

Buck carries Cranberry back into the house. It’s been just a year since his amputation, and bending and lifting heavy weights on his prosthetic isn’t exactly comfortable. Cranberry isn’t too heavy. Not much more than fifty pounds. But the gait back into the house, to the bedroom, where he rests her on the mattress, is a bit taxing for him. Still, it hurts him less than it would hurt her. 

Twenty minutes later, he’s off the phone with the vet, laying next to Cranberry on the bed, and holding an ice pack to her paw. The vet thinks it’s likely not serious. She’s advised Buck to crate-rest her for a few days, ice the injury, and if the pain gets worse, to bring her in.

“It’s going to be okay,” Buck assures Chris. “She’s just going to be sore for a while. Kind of like when your dad is sore after a tough shift at work.”

Chris leans his head over the bed, and presses his cheek into her fur. 

“I’m sorry, Cranberry,” he cries. “I didn’t mean to do it.”

Buck exhales, feeling a little guilty. He could have reacted a hell of a lot better. He’d just been freaked out. 

“It was an accident, Chris. You were both having fun.”

“Does she hate me now?” Chris asks, noticing how Cranberry isn’t wiggling and happy like she usually is with him. 

“No, Chris, she could never hate you. She’s just not feeling well. Okay?”

“Okay,” Chris mumbles. 

“Why don’t you go get your iPad and we can all watch a movie together? She’d like it if you kept her company.” Buck suggests. 

“Yes please,” Chris says in a little voice. He walks off to get his device.

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24 for 🩸 (SOMEONE is healing and someone is not, is all I will say):

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“You know. All are welcome. They’re just looking for experience.”

“Then I think it sounds like a good idea.” Chris decides before taking another bite of ice cream. 

“It would be more dangerous than staying home,” Eddie tells him. “But probably not more dangerous than being a firefighter. There are risks, anyway. Which is why I wanted to run it by you before I make a choice either way.”

Chris considers this.

“Thank you, Dad,” he says quietly.

“You’re welcome,” Eddie replies. “We’re a team, right?”

He hopes that this is still true, after everything. 

“We are,” Christopher agrees. Eddie feels a wash of relief. 

“I think you need to do something where you help people,” Chris says eventually. “It’s who you are, Dad.”

Eddie takes a deep breath. 

“Thank you, buddy.” 

He had no idea how badly he needed to hear to feel, again, that he was living a life that would make his son proud of him. The way he’d been proud of him when he became a firefighter. That life is in his line of sight again, Eddie thinks. Finally.

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“Me?” Buck asks. “I mean… Uh… I think so?”

They pause a few feet away from each other. Buck feels crippled with awkwardness. He doesn’t know what to do from here. 

“I…” Bobby starts. “Did you…”

“I passed out,” Buck says.

Bobby nods. “Me too.”

“Were you…” Buck swallows nervously. “Did you have any weird dreams?”

Bobby’s expression wilts, just a little. So he did, then.

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12 for 🧟 (ah yay thank you!):

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Eddie is really banking on Maddie’s brother having settled somewhere safe. Somewhere decent. He is really banking on Maddie being as good of a person as she seemed. He needed her to be.

He’s running out of options, otherwise. 

The thing is, with each passing day, the likelihood of finding Shannon alive is dwindling. He knows that. He’s not stupid. It’s been too many months. But Eddie has failed Shannon so many times. All he has done is fail her. If there is any chance, any sliver of hope, that he can help her now?

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6 for 🚨 (yeah for some reason I am in my writing about covid era?):

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Buck gets his shield. They celebrate over cupcakes and two liter bottles of soda. There’s nothing else to be done.

“We will have a proper party when this is over,” Bobby promises. 

Whenever the hell that will be. 

Afterwards, Buck and Eddie pull Bobby into his office to come clear. 

[feartheliiving]

🧟  ――――        RICK  COULD  BARELY  HANDLE  JUST  GETTING  THROUGH  ONE  DAY  AND  MAKING  IT  TO  THE  NEXT.  his  nightmares  had  been  haunted  by  the  images  of  his  loved  ones  being  brutally  and  unjustifiably  murdered   —   only  to  be  used  as  a  grotesque  example.  he  can't  imagine  becoming  someone  like  that,  like  negan.  carelessly  and  immorally  murdering  strangers  and  ruining  lives  in  the  already  burdened  world.  this  was  his  family,  and  one  thing  was  for  certain  about  rick  was  that  he'd  do  anything  to  protect  those  he  called  his  own.  there  was  nothing  more  that  rick  desired  in  this  world  than  to  take  negan  out  and  avenge  those  he's  wrongfully  murdered.  every  fiber  in  his  being  was fueled  with  his  hatred  for  that  man,  every  waking  moment  fantasizing  how  euphoric  it  would  be  to  finally  get  justice  for  glenn  and  abraham,  but  he  knew  if  he  made  any  moves  to  do  so,  someone  else  he  cared  about  would  be  next  in  the  line  of  fire.  carl,  michonne,  daryl,  kyleigh   [   ....   ]   the  possibilities  were  endless,  and  it  was  something  rick  never  wanted  to  let  come  to  pass.  so,  that's  why  he  decided  to  stay  within  the  walls  and  play  by  negan's  rules.  everyone  in  alexandria  was  against  him  for  that,  waiting  for  rick  to  come  out  with  some  grand  plan  to  save  everyone  but,  the  truth  is,  there  was  no  plan.  this  was  it.  this  was  their  new  life.  he  didn't  like  it  just  as  much  as  the  next  person   —   probably  even  more  so.

RICK  HAD  BEEN  STRIPPED  OF  HIS  MASCULINITY,  HIS  CONFIDENCE,  HIS  OWN  PERSON.  he  didn't  even  recognize  the  person  he  saw  reflecting  in  the  mirror  anymore.  who  was  he  if  not  someone  that  protected  his  people?  just  another  shell  of  a  man  that  once  was  dependable  and  strong,  fearless?  now  he  could  barely  look  his  enemy  in  the  eye  in  fear  he  would  do  it  wrong,  in  fear  that  he  would  get  someone  hurt  for  the  wrong  reasons.  he  despised  it,  he  despised  himself  for  being  so  cowardly.  he  sighed  softly  at  kyleigh's  words,  his  head  hanging  in  shame,      ❛      i   —   i  dunno  if  there  will  be  a  fight   [   ....   ]   there  won't  be.  i  can't.  i  can't  risk  anyone  else.  this  is  our  life  now,  kyleigh.  m'  sorry,  it  jus'  is.  we'll  do  what  they  tell  us  to  do  and  no  one  will  get  hurt        ❜     he  explained  to  her,  hoping  she  would  understand  his  reasoning.  no  one  else  seems  to  be  on  his  side,  no  one  was  willing  to  see  this  situation  through  a  leader's  eyes.  he  valued  his  people  far  too  much  to  put  them  in  such  danger.        ❛       i  appreciate  you  bein'  on  my  side,  if  things  go  down,  but  imma  try  not  let  that  happen.  we'll  jus'  go  on  more  runs,  and  we'll  find  things,  things  they'll  be  happy  with      ❜     he  added,  feeling  his  stomach  churn  at  the  thought  of  doting  to  negan  after  everything  he's  done  to  them.

Perhaps it was the fact that she had lived most of her life in a violent world that had got her more than ready for this one, or maybe it was just how she protected herself from having to NOT think about what had happened that night. But the half lycan was having a hard time understanding why Rick wasn't already out there tracking down Negan and doing to him what he had done to their family. She understood his need to keep those still alive safe, but they all knew that evil bastard was going to come back and he was going to want more from them. More blood, more useless shit, more food. It was hard enough taking care of those already in the community, now this asshole wanted half of what they had on top of that. A thought occured to her that completely shifted how she was thinking about this and allowed her to start to get a grasp on what was really torturing Rick. Yes it was the images of Glenn and Abraham's skulls being bashed in, the sounds of anguish coming from Maggie and everyone else. But above all Negan had taken Rick's pride and his confidence, something the man cherished almost as much as those that were still alive. Being female she would never fully understand why that was so important, but in their time getting to know each other she had seen how seriously Rick took those things. The control was now in Negan's hands and that was probably more terrifying than anything they had already been through.

She still had that fire in her, the desire to go out there and hunt Negan down so she could rip his heart out and bring it back to Rick to show just how much she cared about the group. But for now she was going to have to sit this one out, swallow down the thirst for vengeance raging inside of her and listen to the man that had saved her own life not that long ago. He was right too, about her not understanding since she wasn't there. But she heard first hand from those that were and it still made her feel just as angry about it. However, when Rick looked away from her she knew it was killing him to say what he did. To hear how his voice broke at the words and the pain that was literally rolling off him. If she was that kind of person and felt like she wasn't overstepping some kind of boundary she would have hugged him and told him they would figure it out. That this was just some temporary fix to their problem. "I know Rick, I hear you. And I know you understand just how incredibly frustrating it is to do that. Every time I see that man's face I just want to kick it in, steal that stupid bat and do to him what he did to us. But I know if I did that would just cause even more pain. I hate what this is doing to everyone, but especially you. Just… if anything at all does go down please let me be a part of it. I wasn't there, but I still cared about them too and I want to make it right. Let me fight with you, when the time is right."