#i'll elaborate Someday but Not today

[farginen]

i need more female muses to befriend riza bc the more i dig into her Only Canon friendship with rebecca the more it dawns on me how lowkey toxic it is. rip.

[vellichorom]

setting things right // prequel + sequel to THIS animatic, 

( ft @tomi-chuu‘s stanley & “ timekeeper “ )

[hazmatmaid]

doodled around and dressed up some dolls

[harunayuuka2060]

Crowley: Now for today's housewarden meeting.

Crowley: This will be about Mr. Rosehearts' recent overblot situation.

Kalim: Excuse me, headmage. But is it fine for us to talk about this?

Riddle: Do not worry. I have given him my permission as it is extremely important.

Idia: Did you consider asking me before agreeing to this?

Riddle: You wouldn't allow me to enter your room!

Idia: *sigh*

Vil: I've heard MC helped you and defeated the phantom themselves. *confused frown* How is that possible?

Leona: Vil Schoenheit has a point. I never knew phantoms can be fought physically.

Azul: Or that it could be extracted from the one who overblotted.

Crowley: Mr. Shroud, I believe I'm allowed to give the details?

Idia: Sure. You have my father's approval.

Crowley: *clears throat* I believe MC's ability to separate phantoms from the magician's body is due to the fact that they're a child of hell.

Riddle: Child of...

Leona: ...Hell?

Idia: This should've been a confidential information. But my father and I didn't expect that someone in this school would overblot.

Idia: Anyway, that's that.

Vil: Are you not going to elaborate?

Idia: No. But if you're worried if they would overblot someday or would hurt you like a demon, hm. Yeah, it depends. So far, MC has only hurt phantoms. Heheh.

Kalim: Oh, wow! Sounds like they're a guardian or something!

Idia: Yes. But that doesn't mean you're free to overblot whenever you want just because they can beat your phantoms for you. Like yeah, no. Learn to go to a therapist.

Riddle: One question, Idia-senpai.

Riddle: Have you ever overblotted?

Idia: Let's see... When I was a kid, yeah. Mine was like a way smaller they just shoved it into the crate.

The housewardens: ...

Leona: Hey, radish sprout. If they're a protector, then why were they heavily-chained when they first entered NRC?

Idia: That's... That's soooooo confidential that if I tell you, I'll be forced to delete your memories.

Leona: *frowns* What?

Crowley: Well, that's all for this housewarden meeting. If you have any questions, just save them for now and we'll discuss them next time.

Vil: That gentle giant is a hell child?

Riddle: I know. It's hard to imagine it.

Kalim: But if we're going to think about it, don't they fit the description?

Vil, Riddle, and Kalim: *has recalled what they looked like on their first day*

Vil: Now that you've mentioned it, yes.

Kalim: *laughs* Even so, I'm glad they're someone that can be trusted in times of danger!

Ortho: How did the meeting go?

Idia: Nothing noteworthy. Just slightly shocked that MC is a hell child.

Ortho: But Idia, that information hasn't confirmed yet. That's merely a nickname given by the ancestors of Shroud family.

Idia: Hell is still hell. Anyway, what is MC doing right now?

Ortho: They've discovered a new plant called bonsai.

Idia: Ah.

Ace: Bwahahahah! No! You can't name it "Riddle"!

Ace: Do you want him to go off with your head?

Deuce: I honestly think Housewarden Rosehearts would mind.

MC: *grunts*

Ace: Fine, fine. But don't say I didn't warn you.

Ace: By the way, MC? I've heard from Trey-senpai that a third-year senpai from Diasomnia was looking for you.

MC: *tilts their head*

Ace: What was his name again? Ah! Lilia Vanrouge!

[augenblicklich-lila]

cod incorrect quotes #3

Thank you for all the likes and reblogs so far <3 It's super sweet and motivating. So have some more!

the usual jazz, mainly Y/N stuff, platonic and romantic. Also has some Soapghost!

Once I get back on my writing jazz, I'll post some one-shots. Have yet to write one for the cod fandom though, so we'll see. Maybe I'll finally let my old stuff see the light of day.

- Lila

・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。..・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。..・。.✭・♛ ♛ （ ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)つ━━✫・*。 ⊂　　 ノ 　　　・゜+. しーーＪ　　　°。+ *´¨)

・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。..・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。..・。.✭・♛

Ghost: What do you have? Soap: A KNIFE! Ghost: NO!

Soap: Hey, random question, what are your favorite flowers? Y/N: Carnations, why? Soap: Y/N: Were you going to get me flowers? Soap: Y/N: Soap: ᶦᵗ’ˢ ᵃ ᵖᵒˢˢᶦᵇᶦˡᶦᵗʸ

Ghost: Wait you like me? For my personality? Soap: I know, I was surprised too.

Y/N: You believe me? Ghost: Y/N, you’re one of the last good persons on this planet. I‘d believe cartoon birds braided your hair this morning.

Soap: Ghost has only knocked me out three times this week. Our friendship is really developing. (this is just canon tbh)

Y/N: If we lose, you’re out of the will. Soap: I was in the will?

Ghost is speaking on the phone Ghost: Yeah, I'm with Soap. Soap: Im fucking dying- Ghost: Yep, he's okay. Soap: I have a knife in my chest! Ghost: No, he can't talk right now. He's sleeping, sorry. Soap: IM BLEEDING OUT-

Ghost: I could kill you if I wanted. Y/N: Yeah? So could any other human being. So could a dog. So could a dedicated duck. You aren't special.

Price: I am in charge of these disasters! Y/N, Soap, Ghost and Gaz: We have names, you know.

Gaz: What is wrong with you? Y/N: Loaded question. Elaborate.

Y/N: When I get murdered, can you make sure I become an unsolved case? Soap: wHat? Y/N: I want to be on Buzzfeed Unsolved. Ghost: Can we go back to the part when you said "when I get murdered"?

Y/N: Met a dumbass today. Awful. Gaz: You looked in a mirror? Y/N: Someday you will have to answer for your actions and god may not be so merciful.

Soap: We can bake these cookies at 400 degrees for 10 minutes or 4,000 degrees for 1 minute. Ghost: No, that's not how you make cookies. Y/N: FLOOR IT!! Soap: How about 4,000,000 degrees for 1 second?!? Price: yOU'RE GONNA BURN THE HOUSE DOWN- Y/N: I'M GONNA HARNESS THE POWER OF THE F UCKING SUN TO MAKE COOKIES! Soap: DO IT! Price: NO-

Y/N: Time-sensitive question how flirt boy. Gaz: Throw rocks at he. Soap: Hot Dogs. Ghost: Kill him. Y/N: Thanks, guys.

Soap: I'm cold. Ghost: Here, take my hoodie. meanwhile Y/N: I'm cold. Gaz: I can't control the weather, Y/N.

・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。..・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。..・。.✭・♛ 　∧＿∧ （｡･ω･｡)つ━☆・*。 ⊂　　 ノ 　　　・゜+. しーＪ　　　°。+ *´¨) “Hie thee home, little wanderer.”

・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。..・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。..・。.✭・♛

[just-illegal]

AITA for lying to my friend about owning a frog?

Friend- friend is dubious.

Ok, so: I (M) was painting some frogs onto the tower I share with my roommate P (20-something or 30-something?, F), when - we'll call him J (can't be older than 20, M) - walked over to me and asked if we had any frogs. I gave him a vague answer, to see what he'd say, and he seemed to think we did... and he got super excited at the concept of frogs. He even offered a lifetime supply of food for it! Now, we didn't have any, but I did know a group of wild frogs with prophetic powers (long story), and I brought him to them, kind of killed one in front of him, and gave him the grandmaster frog (1537 and 2 months, M) as a sign of peace.

However, from the moment I gave it to him, I knew he was gonna kill it. Just felt it in my bones, you know?

I confessed to P what I had done, and she scolded me, reminding me that frogs were our thing and no one else on the server was supposed to have them. I knew I had messed up, but I told her that we could always just steal it back.

The next time we saw J, not soon after actually, we threatened him and asked where he had hid the frog. He was confused, I told P he had taken it from me, he told her about the food thing, and she started asking me all sorts of questions like I was the one who did something wrong! Asking me why I didn't tell her about the food offer, asking me why I would even take that offer up because we can steal from them so easily... We then got back to threatening him about the location of the frog, and he got super cryptic about it! Saying we didn't need to know, but that the frog was safe, and that he had renamed it.

After our talk with J, P and I started looking for the frog. She was gonna act as distraction as I went through their house, but it had been burned down a bit ago (long story) and I sort of wimped out and walked up to J and his friend instead. J said I had double crossed him for some reason, and when I made an offer he said he was tired of my deals?

I went and apologized to the frogs afterwards, don't you worry. They forgave me, but I knew I would have to make things right.

Will update you guys on developments, but I just wanted to post this now because I want to know if I'm really in the wrong or not.

Edit 1: I got the perfect opportunity today, so I decided to just steal it. I had to tell the frogs first, and picked one to act as a decoy.

I did manage to save it, and I brought it back home and hid it in a wall in the basement stairwell. Next, there was only one thing left to do: ask J to let us see the frog. He was a bit apprehensive, but I reminded him that we're great friends, and he promised to think it over.

He did make up his mind and let me see the frog eventually, but it turned out to be a ploy to kidnap me in an obsidian box! P did save me, don't worry! I still can't believe he would trick me like that, though...

He did later find the frog missing, and got super mad at me, like I'd done anything wrong!

By the way, I showed P the frog, safe and sound, and she was super proud of me!

Also, people have been asking for elaboration on the stuff I've said were long stories, but... they're long stories, and this post is already getting super long. Maybe I'll elaborate someday.

[daisyishedwig]

I was tagged by @annepi-blog today and I'm so excited to share a little more from the Sebklaine fic I'm working on. Currently it just feels like a spattering of scenes in which the boys are being angsty. Someday those scenes will be woven into a plot that also contains smut, but for now... enjoy more pain.

“Kurt’s not here,” Sebastian says by way of a greeting when he opens the door for Blaine. “Hi, Sebastian,” Blaine says shutting the door behind himself and shrugging out of his jacket, “it’s nice to see you too.”  “Yeah, yeah.” Sebastian simply rubs at his eyes and Blaine can see they’re bloodshot when he waves a hand dismissively at Blaine. “He’ll be back around 5:30 is what he said.” He wanders to the kitchen and pulls down a bottle and glass. “It’s six,” Blaine points out. “Yeah,” Sebastian says, but doesn’t elaborate. He pours some very nice scotch into his glass and then shoots it like it’s Jack Daniels. His eyes flicker to Blaine and away as quick as a hummingbird flitting between flowers. He pours another drink but his eyes don’t seem to focus on the glass or on anything at all, really. “Hey,” Blaine says, waiting until Sebastian looks at him. His face is blank and he stares past Blaine’s head. “Are you okay?” “I’m fine,” Sebastian says, downing his next drink.  “Right, and I definitely believe you.” Sebastian doesn’t respond, simply begins to pour yet another drink. Blaine stops him, covering his hand. “Should you slow down there, Killer?” Sebastian rolls his eyes but allows Blaine to pull the bottle from his hand. “You sound like Kurt.” He wanders to the living room. “Concerned?” Blaine asks as he follows after him, propping his hip against the doorway. Sebastian laughs bitterly. “We both know that’s not true.” Blaine frowns. “Should you be alone tonight?”

I have no idea whose done this today, but I'll tag @calsvoid, @kurtsascot, @cryscendo, @lusthurts,

@wowbright, @bitbybitwrites, and @fallevs

[deandoesthingstome]

Hi friend! I saved this ask for today because who doesn't need a serotonin boost on a Monday, right? 😘

So, here we go!

8. What I like the most about your writing I love that your writing is rather fast-paced and that you really know how to keep suspense high. Your writing throws the reader right into the story, enthralls you, and it doesn't let you go. I also love that you use a vivid or lively kind of language. (And since I mostly have to look up a few words, I get to extend my vocabulary that way 😊)

11. Something I wish/hope you write Let's jump to Night Moves, chapter 4, the scene with Walter in the shower, aka things that live rent-free in my head:

God, he wanted to show her how right she was. Wanted to see her lean back for him, hang her head off the side of a bed and stare up at him, waiting for him to put his cock deep down her throat.

Well, I want to see that, too 👀 So if you and the muse ever decide to elaborate on that, I'm so here for it, you know 😏

Also, I adore your latest Geralt piece travel the breadth of extremities and I hope we'll get to read more Geralt fics from you someday 😍

Maja. Friend. Fellow fic writer. Please, please forgive me for the delayed reply. I got this on Monday and I squealed with delight from all the serotonin and then I promptly ignored you while I posted Ch 6 of Walk with Me.

I hope you understand, and I think you do considering your reaction to the installment as well as your comment about the thing you like best about my writing and I really am so flattered that it comes off that way for you! I'm gonna put the rest under the cut because it got wordy!

Also, and this goes for anyone reading: never hesitate to ask about a missing reply. Tumblr IS notorious for eating asks.

As for Walter and Alex, well, I hope you understand why I had a hard time making that scene a reality given what she goes through. I felt like the pressure and intensity of that position would cause her some damage, especially because Walter is going to have a hard time going easy on her while he watches her tilt back and beg for him. He doesn't mean to hurt her, of course, but his animal instinct is gonna take over, like a switch is gonna flip, brain short-circuit, something, when he sees her shift around all on her own with no prompting from him. He'll remember the way he felt about her the first time he laid eyes on her and he will have no control, right? Right??? If I ever get an itch to revisit them down the road when she's healed up a little more and able to take him that way, you'll be the first to get a tag. PInky promise!

Geralt is a heady whisper of desire to me. He flits in and out of my consciousness at the oddest times. I only know him through TWN; never read the books or played the games, so the inspiration comes from the show, and of course, of-fucking-course, Henry himself. And it may be an unpopular opinion (I see various takes from the blogs I follow) but I'm also a Yenralt lover. I sometimes feel bad taking him away from her. We'll see if the second part of S3 (which is only 3 episodes long???) will wind it's way into any more passionate trysts with him. But I also fear when the end comes, I'll never find the same desire for LH's Geralt. Especially because I'm probably not watching it. Ugh.

Thank you again, Maja. Heart you!

[klapollo]

Hi there! Mush-mouth here! Full disclaimer, I haven't heard your voice but I've heard your issue from others and have experienced it myself. In case it helps ya like it's helped a couple others, I thought I'd shoot a message! I'm the same age as you and back when landlines were still a thing, I could always count on answering the phone through my late teens to, "hello, is your mommy or daddy home?" Talk about belittling amirite? Even in the era of cell phones, it was only up until a couple years ago that I could answer the phone without a similar response from the caller. Don't ask me how but I discovered the source of my immortal prepubescent voice could be traced to my throat! I had always spoken with my throat and chest because that's where I can feel my voice the strongest. Over a period of roughly six months to a year I practiced putting my words at the front of my mouth instead of the back of my throat. To elaborate, try humming - you can push that hum backwards and forwards through your mouth, and can feel in your teeth when it's closest to the front of your mouth. That's where you want to put your speech at. Tbh it felt foreign. I had to speak slower. And as good as I sounded I definitely felt a bit dumber for a while. But within only a few months it felt more natural, and by the end of a year or so it was only a conscious effort if I was extremely tired or inebriated. I look back at old videos and that person I used to be sounds almost unintelligible in comparison to my speech now. Whether this works for you or not, I hope you can find that moment someday soon as well. Best of luck friend!

aw this is such a thoughtful ask!!!! thank you!!!!

as ive been making videos i've been trying really hard to figure out how to enunciate well, because i tend to speak WAY too fast to begin with so i've had to train myself to almost deliver my scripts like i'm acting and not speaking naturally. if you compare my first video to the one that went up today, you can probably hear a lot more flair and energy. per told me i should treat it like putting on a character almost so my delivery is uniform and consistent.

this is really helpful and i'll def try to employ it! thank you again!!

[song-writer-melo-wrath]

Silly Game Time: I feel like stealing something. TIME FOR AN ELABORATE HEIST ... AND YOU WILL HELP ME!

First of all, what should we steal? Jewels, art, antiquities, weapons, specific objects, straight-up cash, or something else? (I'm not picky)

Second of all, what role do you see yourself filling on the heist team? Mastermind, procurer, techie, distraction, muscle, infiltration, lifter, getaway, or something else?

Firstly, based on the accounts of people who actually work as security guards or are a doctor or a scientist in any field, the key to a heist is confidence. Whatever place we pick, whatever time we go in, we walk in like we own the place. For example, the door's locked and someone's inside? You act like you're needed inside. “Yeah man I'm such an idiot, I guess I just forgot the key today. Thanks so much.”

And, of course, depending on how security-cammed the place is, we're gonna want a high level of disguise. Gloves, face masks, wigs possibly, glasses, you get the picture. Won't keep us from serving if need be.

Now, unfortunately, the best places to go to would narrow down depending on who we have on the team. My lock-picking skills are not yet advanced enough for certain things (someday…). Even if we act like we belong, malls have all these separate locked doors for the various stores. No mixture of Panda Express food and Hot Topic merch today, I'm afraid.

… Unless?

Many mall stores also have large glass windows for displaying things. If we bring the right equipment, breaking into various places could be easier than I thought. With a mall, we'd have the best of most worlds. Jewellery, art, antiquities, weapons? How about all that and more?

The key, then, would be doing a sweep around the mall first. Because breaking glass multiple times is not exactly stealthy. We'll probably need some chloroform.

Really, I'm realizing that heists require a budget. Maybe this would be something to work our way up to.

[sips tea]

In the meantime, maybe robbing a Walmart would be good in terms of raising the budget, and also getting food should any of the team require it.

As for roles, well. While I have come up with a plan, multiple brains are better than one. Whoever else we have on our team, I hope we can all come up with a strategy that suits all our wants and needs. Cool code names may come to mind on the way. But as for my role when the heist is played out, I'll likely be both helping break into and carry out things, also acting as a distraction should the situation require it.

[sips tea again]

For legal reasons, this is entirely hypothetical.

[blastedintouniverse]

Its always been me and myself writing about things that don't really matter or matter just enough for me. Someday, there might be some coherence into all that I have produced in writing but not today. I'm vey well aware that people aren't interested in my creations since they're either too outdated or so many others exist to take their mind off reality and practically its too difficult to even show up on anyone's feed plus there's plagiarism in case I become better or maybe even at this stage. If I haven't mentioned it before, people are despicable in my opinion but right now its more for myself than others, thats why I'm glad. You can take away my unrefined work but look out for a much better one cause... I HAVE A DREAM.. and someday I'll realise it or maybe take it with me to the next life or the next dream cause this life is one if you really look at it. I have always liked to keep it short in person no matter how elaborate my feelings. Maybe that has been my bane now. Its been a long time since I did this I feel and somethings have changed but not the ones I'd liked to. 'What should I do', I ask myself at moments like these and its pretty clear but then there's reality and it almost ALWAYS gets the best of me. Hey, I'll get it someday.. I'll be there someday..

And I'll be able to say yes this is what I wanted irrespective of whether I'm happy or not. And unlike this moment where I try to live between the crevices of incidents, I'll be truly living at the mountain of life no matter if it'll be steep and no matter if I'll fall several times but I'll get there and really LIVE. This is just the closest maybe to what I could have wanted or maybe the farthest, its hard to see when there's always a sword hanging over me, admittedly this is only way out but have I become too comfortable in my sadness? I have always been, that much I can really and honestly admit but is it enough. Oh! The mountains call to me, no matter what thats one thing I know I can always fall in love with NO MATTER WHAT. NO MATTER WHAT.... Someday, I'll have that answer sitting with a book curled up with a view, I won't describe it now so as not to spoil it but I'm pretty sure it'll be something close to my dreams. :') And be able to create something that everyone who reads it would be glad to have read that piece. I know I'm far away from that right now but I REALLY hope I never stop trying. And, my love you know I would cherish you more than anything once I realise my dream. Cause, if not this life than you know we have a pact that extends beyond death and the universe cause I have seen planets full of you and still no way to reach them today. But I'll be exploring all your glory at this place or the next cause I know I'll create an opportunity even if the universe becomes me one day I won't give up on you. Since, I have seen people make mistakes but you know what never does? Nature, my love. There's a pact of peace between us that you've always provided me and next it'll be my turn and it would be my absolute pleasure, my love.

[hyacinthus-big-forhead]

in a way i am doing a bit better, i mean, i don't feel as anxious as i used to, and sometimes i will forget to take my meds, but other than that it's okay. Only problem is that, i realize i'm still holding a lot of things in. I mean yea i'm going to therapy, and am talking to them about things, it's just that i don't think i'm talking enough... i feel as if i should be saying more to her, but i'm just not.

earlier today i was crying... i thought my dad was mad at me or whatever..all cuz i wouldn't go to this stupid senior meeting...i hadn't gotten much sleep last night due to me trying to get a butt load of homework done, and so i was taking a nap, and he asked me why i didn't want to go and i just said i didn't want to, i should've elaborated, but i just didn't know what else to say. i was tired, and was just not in a good mood. so then he just told me i should go cuz i needed to figure out what it was about, but i just told him i'd ask someone else who did go and he just said okay then...start on your homework. and then he just left...like okayyy that just made my day.

i hate being stressed out about shit like this because it overwhelms me a lot... and i don't deal with that in a good way. but oh well.. i'll figure it out someday hopefully

[dannydedoodles-moved]

I think it’s about time I made dreblr aware of my baby c!Dream design. 

[tutubola-moved-on]

norman and emma both running for student council president is one of my favourite concepts

[beanhusk]

thinking about the contrast between the fires of pompeii & the waters of mars & losing my mind a little

[frankencocksupremacy]

just a little update: i’m doing extremely well. so very well that crane actually thought i was 3 weeks out instead of 2 when i went in for my first post-op today. life is not back to normal yet, and it won’t be for quite some time, but the experience has gone better then i previously imagined it would and i am prepared to deal with any potential hiccups in future. even now though having a dick is awesome loooool.