#i'm ... hoping it'll be useful?? it was fun to write at any rate!!!! )

[prettyboybuckley]

20 Questions for Fic Writers

tagged by @saybiwithme @bi-buckrights @zainclaw

How many works do you have on ao3?

160

What's your total ao3 word count?

1,070,239

What fandoms do you write for?

I've mostly written for 9-1-1, though I started off with Shameless (6 fics) and I have written some for Teen Wolf (5 fics). There's one 9-1-1 crossover with Schitt's Creek.

Top five fics by kudos:

parents always yelling (telling us to get our acts together)

i just want something to hold on to (and a little of that human touch)

I will come to you (even in my sleep)

open up again (i believe in second chances)

exes and the oh's

Do you respond to comments?

Always, even if it takes me months. I actually just caught up again (there's still a bunch to go, but right now the oldest is 17 days ago instead of 250 days...). It's just a rule I have for myself, and even with the backlog I've kept it up so far, so I'm not going to stop doing it now.

What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

I'm not a big fan of angsty endings, I generally try to at least make it a hopeful ending or, in the case of the college au, use an epilogue to fix things.

But I guess sunny skies & summer highs qualifies as an angsty ending simply because of the cliffhanger (and yes, there is still going to be a continuation, I'm working on it 🙈).

What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Choosing one out of 160 is really hard, but I think tell me, will you stay or will you run away is definitely one that deserves a mention here, because it already has a happy ending and then the epilogue just makes it even better 🥰

Do you get hate on fics?

Not commented on the fic itself, no. I've had some people talk shit about my fics on twitter, though, and not even vaguely but calling me by (user)name.

Do you write smut?

Is grass green? Yeah, I write smut 🤭 Thanks to two times kinktober, I have 95 explicit fics, by far the most used rating for my fics.

Craziest crossover:

let's have some fun tonight is my 9-1-1/Schitt's Creek crossover fic for 9-1-1 Rarepair Week, and my only crossover fic

Have you ever had a fic stolen?

My head over feet Buddie valentine's two-parter got posted as one chapter in Wattpad work with over 30 fics once. Filed a DMCA and Wattpad took it down within two hours.

Have you ever had a fic translated?

Two of my fics have been translated into Russian afaik, one on ao3 and one on Ficbook

Have you ever cowritten a fic before?

Nope. It may be a nice challenge for the future? Not sure who I'd do it with.

All time favourite ship?

Gotta go for Buddie on that one, lol. Especially if you look at my writing history. But I often tend to hyperfixate on one ship at a time (current reading obsession is McDanno)

What's a wip you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

Buck's POV of if love is art then you might be my masterpiece. I really want to, but at this point it's been two years since the original so I don't know if it'd be worth it either. (I know not everyone was happy about how I ended it, but I doubt any of them are still waiting for more). Writing a different POV of the same fic takes an amount of planning that my brain just really struggles with. And I could pick up where the last chapter (before the epilogue) picks up, but I think that way there would be some crucial information about Buck missing.

What are your writing strengths?

I've been told quite a lot of times that I am good at keeping characters, well, in character, even when putting them in partial or complete AU's. Of course, what is in character or not is subjective, but I do always challenge myself to work as much of the canon backstory and personality into who they are in the AU as possible.

And I like to think I'm pretty good at writing smut.

What are your writing weaknesses?

I'm terrible at pacing, which multiple of my long fics prove. It'll be drawn out first and then suddenly rushing. And being ESL I do struggle with things like sentence structure and grammar pretty regularly still.

Thoughts on dialogue in another language?

As long as there is some kind of translation provided somewhere I like it, but I'm not so quick to use it myself. Not beyond a few Spanish words here and there (generally pet names between Eddie and his family we've seen on the show or the occasional curse word when I feel it fits better than an English one, but I usually need to employ help from Spanish-speaking friends for those).

First fandom you wrote in?

Shameless! I binged that right before I started 9-1-1 and combined with the creative writing minor I was doing, it was actually what got me back into writing in general and what made me write my first ever fic.

Favorite fic you've written?

My in your arms i feel safe-series (which I always lovingly refer to as the ace kink fic) is definitely one of my favorites simply because of how personal it is to me and for the reason behind me writing it in the first place.

Other strong contenders are i would've loved you forever (it's never enough but i wanted it to be) and i'm begging you, come home to me (Teen Wolf, Thiam)

tagging @monsterrae1 @rogerzsteven @loserdiaz @watchyourbuck

[ilovecupcakesandtea]

Pairing: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson Rating: NSFW 18+ Summary: Breakfast, a girls shopping trip and some lace lead to some fun. Word Count: 4,623 Warnings: Alcohol consumption Commentary: Thank you to @slipperygiraff as always for writing this with me.

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Less than an hour later the group were sitting in a diner looking through the menu laughing and joking. Eddie sat and watched the other three interacting and wondered how suddenly everything had changed but still looked the same, like everything hadn't been flipped upside down in the last hour. Did Stevie really like him like that? Could something really happen between them? His head, and his heart, hurt a little too much right now to be thinking about that.

They ordered food, ate and made chit chat, well the other three did, Eddie remained mostly silent. Before long they finished up and Stevie paid, at her insistence, went outside and parted ways. Eddie had to go to work, an excuse he made up to get away from everyone and to have a chance to think, J, Stevie and Robin headed for the local mall.   

"We're glad you invited us last night. We had a great time!" Stevie said, offering J a smile.

"What dingus here is forgetting to say is thank you." Robin said, lightly punching Stevie in the arm. 

"Aww!! Well, thank you both for coming! It was a blast last night and we've still got the day together!" J exclaimed, throwing an arm around both of their waists. 

Robin had turned into a store, dragging the other two with her. They had been having a good time, laughing at the ridiculously hideous clothes they'd show each other. The two also helped Stevie pick out stuff to help her feel more comfortable on her feminine days, something she hadn't yet taken the time to do. 

"So, Stevie, Eddie huh?" J said, raising an eyebrow at Stevie. 

"Uh yeah. What about him?" Stevie asked, looking up from browsing through the other side of the rack. 

"You tell me, you were the one who couldn't keep your eyes off him last night." J smirked. Clearly these two needed a push together.

"Oh my god." She gasped, looking back down at the rack in front of her in hopes of hiding the blush forming over her cheeks.  "I'm so sorry J. I tried not to. I'm sorry." 

"I can't blame you, he's a really nice guy and he's cute as well, not to mention his skills elsewhere." J shrugged. 

"Look, I'm really sorry about that. I wouldn't try anything I promise." She really had tried not to stare at Eddie so much the night before but it was easier said than done. The feelings of anger had long gone, making room for other feelings to come back to the surface. 

"What if he was single?" J asked.

Stevie looked back at J, eyebrows raised in confusion. "I don't see why that'd matter. Wouldn't change anything."

"Hmmm but what if it would? What if he likes you too?" J questioned. 

"I'm not going to get in between you two. I just want to see him happy." 

"But what if I wasn't in the picture?" J pushed.

"I uh, I don't know. What are you trying to say?" Stevie was starting to get a little nervous with where the conversation was going. She hadn't wanted to cause them any problems. 

"That we split up this morning, just before you two came into the living room" J shrugged.

"If that is in any way my fault, I'm sorry. Are you ok?" 

"It hurts a little because he's amazing but you were right when you said he deserves to be happy. It's not your fault at all, I have eyes and it wasn't fair on either him or myself to carry on if I'm not the one he actually wants to be with." J replied with a sad smile. 

"I'm sorry. We can talk shit if it'll help. I'm sure Robin has plenty she could say." Stevie said as she quickly made her way to J, wrapping them in a tight hug. 

"No no, that's not needed. He really is a great guy. He was upset when it ended so I know he felt something for me. The point here isn't me, Stevie, you've got to get yourself a man, if you want him that is"  J said hugging her back.

"I couldn't do that to you. You guys just broke up only a couple of hours ago. Plus it's not like he has any feelings for me anyway, not with the way he left Hawkins." She felt wrong at the idea of going after someone right after they ended a relationship. Sure it'd be nice if Eddie had feelings for her but that didn't feel likely. Yeah she'd been trying to get over him leaving but that was proving to not be so easy. Stevie was quickly pulled back out of her thoughts by the sound of Robin snorting just a few feet away. 

"I'm with Robs here, he's head over heels for you. Eddie left because he had too, he didn't say goodbye to you because he couldn't, too scared to face you and too scared you'd try and stop him." 

"I probably would have. It would have been hard to try not to get him to stay.  I get why but still…" At least she could admit that. It would have been difficult to not try and convince Eddie to stay, even if it wouldn't have been right.

"I need you to know that if you get with Eddie his life is here, he has a job and friends, he has a life here, you can't force him back to Hawkins." J said sternly. 

"I couldn't do that to him. I promise. I can see how much better off he is here."

"That boy is stupid over you, anyway ladies, let's shop!!" J exclaims grabbing both their hands and walking quickly, dragging the two towards the next store. 

"Uh, J? What are we doing?" Stevie asked, confused. This was not at all where she thought they'd end up when agreeing to go shopping. 

"Well I need some new lingerie and this place is the best!" J smiled, starting to flick through the various styles.  

"Loosen up Stevie! It's fine." Robin says looking over at Stevie who had her hands behind her back, rocking on her feet, and staring at the ground.

"Oh I really like this one" J says, picking up a cute red lacy set. "What do you think Robin? Would it suit me?" J winks.

"Um, yeah." Robin stammered. "That'd look great on you."

"Then I have to get it now!" J smirked. "Hmmm this one too" J smiled, picking up another set, clearly not in their size, "This way ladies! I need to try these on"

"I'll just uh wait over here." Stevie said as she walked towards a chair just outside the dressing room. 

"I don't think so! I need all my girls with me!" J says grabbing Stevie with her. 

"Guess I don't have a choice." Stevie shrugs and grabs Robin before J can pull her too far. "Which means you don't either!"

J, Robin and Stevie all squeeze into a dressing room and J starts to strip down to try the new set on.

"That. That uh." Robin stutters, followed by an elbow to the side from Stevie. "Looks hot." Robin squeaks, quickly throwing her hands over her mouth. 

"Yeah, looks really good on you." Stevie beams at J after rolling her eyes at Robin. 

"Thank you, you two. Want to try this on?" J asks turning to Stevie and gesturing to the other set she had brought in with her, a set that looked like it would fit Stevie. 

"Um. I don't know." She whispered, blushing slightly. 

"Take your time, you don't have to if you don't want to and we can always let you do it on your own if you want?" J whispers. 

"I guess it couldn't hurt." Stevie admitted. It was just the three of them. What harm could it really do? She stumbled putting it all on but once it was on all she could do was stand there. Frozen looking at her reflection in the mirror. It felt right, good even. 

"Oh my god! Look at you!! You look so hot! Seriously! You have to get it!" J exclaims. 

"You think so?" Stevie said wetly, sniffling and failing to hold back the tears that were starting to stream down her face. 

"Yeah, you really do. Eddie is going to absolutely lose his mind when he sees you in this." J winks. 

"They're right Stevie. Looks good." Robin agreed. 

"What would I do without you two?" Stevie asked, trying to wipe her face. 

"Love you Stevie" J says hugging her, "I'm so proud of you." Stevie began to cry again, holding J tightly in return as Robin joined them. She just couldn't help it, people didn't often say they were proud of her. It took them several minutes to gather themselves enough to change back into their clothes and leave the dressing room, Robin offering to take it to the register for her. 

After wandering a few more stores, they ended their trip with Stevie insisting on buying them milkshakes. She could tell them a million times how much she appreciated them but it wouldn't feel like enough, treating them when she could would just have to do. 

It had been a week since Steve and Robin's trip to Indy. They had both had a great time but a movie night soon after had been needed. The movie had mostly gone ignored as Robin talked about her quickly developing crush on J. Not that Steve had been surprised when Robin finally said something. They weren't blind, they could see the way Robin had been looking. It'd be hard to blame her, J was easy on the eyes and quickly proving to be a wonderful person. Steve was absolutely going to encourage it, they had been pretty sure they noticed J flirting. 

Then it had been time to talk about Steve. They were having a hard time. Still working to move past the last bit of negative feelings from Eddie leaving only to find out that not only was he now single but had feelings for them too. It was only making Eddie leaving without a word easier to understand. 

Steve could have gone to Eddie before leaving Indy that day but it didn't feel right. It didn't matter if he had feelings for them, he deserved some time to process too. They weren't sure who needed that time more, them or Eddie. What were they going to do? It's not like they were ready to leave Hawkins. They'd miss the kids even if it wasn't that long of a drive and asking Eddie to come back was absolutely out of the question, they'd promised not to. Could it work only seeing each other when they had time off? For Eddie they'd make it work, he was worth it. 

Stevie finally had a day off but Robin was working and the kids were off doing whatever it was they did when not pestering her for rides or to use her pool. The house was quiet as always, still no clue when her parents would return but the longer they stayed gone the better. She may not enjoy a quiet house but at least it meant that she didn't have to pretend like none of her recent self-discovery had happened. 

She was standing in the mirror, wearing the lingerie she'd gotten on their shopping trip and fidgeting with the straps. She felt so good in it, thankful her friends had helped push her yet again. Which only brought to mind J's comment of how Eddie might react to mind, giving her an idea. 

She put on the longest coat she owned, reaching just past her knees, and slipped on a pair of boots with extra chains and buckles. Did she really think this through? Was it actually a good idea? She wasn't going to dwell on that, thinking about it any more would just stop her and she was sure if the courage would ever come back. 

Stevie turned the volume on her stereo all the way up once getting in the car. She didn't even care what tape was in, she just wanted something to drown out her thoughts. If she thought too much she'd turn around. She hadn't had the courage to tell Eddie how she felt before he left and she wasn't sure she'd find it again if she lost it now. 

Maybe this was a bad idea? Sure both J and Robin had said she should go for it but they might not have meant like this. It was too late now, or was it? 

Stevie parked the car and took a deep breath. Sure she could drive back home now without going through with it, the long drive has given her doubt too much time to start creeping in. Looking up at Eddie's apartment building, she dug deep and found the last little bit of courage she had left and got out of the car. 

Thankfully Eddie's apartment was on the first floor, she was already sweating a little with nerves; she didn't need stairs to make it worse. After knocking on the door she put her hands in her coat pockets and started rocking on her feet as she waited. Was he home? Shit, she'd forgotten to look to see if his van was in the parking lot. 

She jumped at the sound of a nearby door unlocking. No one else needed to see her like this, sheepishly waiting outside Eddie's door. It's not like they'd know what she had on under her coat, though she'd still be worried they somehow knew. Turning around and heading back towards her car she scanned the parking lot. No van in sight. 

Did she really drive all the way here just for him to not be home? Where else could he be? Should she have called first just to see if he was home? It was only making her more determined to find him. It was still early enough in the day, maybe he had a client? Already having driven this far, it's not like a couple more minutes would hurt.

Stevie didn't see his van outside the shop either but there was probably parking in the back, she just didn't know how to get to it. Putting on a fake look of confidence she walked in and up to the front desk where a woman sat looking through a magazine.

"Hi, can I help you?" The woman asked, smiling up at Stevie. 

"Is uh, Eddie here?" She half whispered.

"Oh, no. I'm sorry honey but he's not here. Did you have an appointment?"

"No. Sorry to bother you. Thank you!" She groaned as she turned around, leaving quickly. If he wasn't at home or work then where else was left to look? She knew J had a shift at the bar tonight, maybe they'd know where Eddie was. Back into her car she went, hoping that J would have some answers. If they didn't Stevie wasn't really sure what was next. 

Walking into the bar was even harder than she thought. There were a lot more people than expected. She shoved her hands deep in her pockets as she walked up to the bar. Thankful that J was there, giving them a timid finger wave as they locked eyes. 

"Hey you!! Everything ok?" J asked as Stevie walked towards the bar. 

"For now, yeah. Any chance you know where I can find Eddie?" Stevie asked. 

"He's sat over there in that booth," J answers, pointing to the corner of the bar, "what are you wearing under that coat? You must be a little cold with no pants on" J smirks. 

"Well. Uh. Let's just say there's not a lot under here ok? Yeah I'm cold but I didn't think I'd be running around town." Stevie sighed, running a hand over her face hoping to hide her embarrassment. 

"Oh babes he is absolutely going to lose his mind!! Just keep everything family friendly in here" J winks, "Want a shot for courage?" 

"Oh my god, yes please!"

"Not that you need it" J says pouring Stevie a shot of sambuca "on the house" 

"Thank you! I owe you one." Stevie says before quickly taking the shot and turning around to find Eddie. 

Eddie had had a really tiring day. His first client had made him redraw the art work 3 times before it was deemed good enough. That set the tone for the day and by the end of it he needed a drink and a chat with J. Sitting contemplating whether to pick up pizza on the way home or not he saw movement out of the corner of his eye. Not really thinking about it Eddie continued to be in a world of his own. It wasn't until a hand was placed on the table that Eddie paid attention. 

A perfectly manicured hand with forest green nails was sitting by his drink. Eddie looked over at the owner and was met with the nicest set of legs he had ever seen. Far too much of them was hidden by the coat their owner was wearing. As his eyes travelled up the body to see who it was Eddies couldn't help but admire the figure that was in front of him, strong looking but soft around the edges. 

Finally getting to the face Eddies was lost for words. In front of him stood Stevie, perfectly curled eyelashes with just a sweep of eyeliner underneath, she looked devastatingly beautiful.

"Hi," Eddie squeaked out, cleared his throat and then tried again, "Hi." 

"Hey yourself" Stevie smirked, "Fancy seeing you here." 

"Yeah, fancy that. Errmm, not that this isn't wonderful, but how come you're here?" Eddie questioned. "Do you want a drink?"

Stevie looked around quickly, leaned forward and opened up the collar of the coat slightly to reveal a thin strap and some black lace, before standing back up again and making sure everything was hidden. 

Eddie took a deep steadying breath and a quick sip of his drink before he spoke again. "You, urm, here to see someone then?" he asked, glad that he sounded more with it than he felt, his mouth was dry and his pants were suddenly a little uncomfortable. 

"Fuck sake," Stevie whispered, "I'm here for you, if you want me to be that is, if not I'll just go, you know what, I'll just go anyway, this was a bad idea" Stevie said shakily starting to turn. 

Stevie was here, wearing THAT, for him?! And she didn't think Eddie wanted her? Oh fuck, she didn't think Eddie wanted her and was starting to walk away.

"Hey hey hey sweetheart, I was just in shock is all" Eddie suddenly said moving forward and taking a loose grasp of Stevies wrist. "Come back here" he said tugging slightly, pulling Stevie towards him and down on the seat. "You really come to find me wearing something lacy mm? What a lucky man I am" Eddie whispered into the ear of the woman practically sitting in his lap.     

"Wonder what else you're wearing under there" he said seductively running a hand up and under the coat reaching the line of the lace panties. "You little minx, anyone could have seen you wearing this. You like the thought of that?" Eddie teased at the low whine and the cock twitch that preceded the sentence.   

"You, just you, all for you" Stevie replied breathlessly. 

"Up," Eddie demanded, "Let's get out of here now before I have you begging me to fuck you in the middle of this place." Pushing Stevie towards the door and grabbing his bag he hurried to catch up. 

"I'll see you at home in a few minutes princess" Eddie whispered, grabbing Stevie's chin and forcing her to look at him before walking off towards his car. 

Less than 5 minutes later he found Stevie waiting outside the apartment block looking wide eyed and relieved when she saw Eddie walking towards her. 

"After you gorgeous" Eddie said, opening the door to the building and holding it open. 

As soon as they were through the door Eddie pulled Stevie close and kissed her. Starting slowly and building more and more passion. 

"I know I turned up in the hopes of this happening but I need to get this out there." Stevie said resting her forehead against Eddies, "I need to know if this happens it actually means something to you, that after this you're not going to run away again and ghost me, I can't go through that again." 

"Never, I will never leave you again" Eddie replied quickly, "leaving you was the stupidest thing I've ever done and that's an extensive list" Stevie laughed wetly at Eddie's confession.

"Take me to bed Munson" Stevie mumbled against Eddie's lips before kissing him again. Their kissing grew more and more passionate and before long Stevie was pressed against the wall running her hands through Eddie's hair, tugging lightly. "Fuck" Eddie moaned "baby I need to see what you're wearing under this" he said reaching for the ties on the coat and pulling them open. 

Eddie felt his hands swatted away and Stevie pushed him back slightly and reached for the top button of the coat, opening it up very slowly to reveal the lacy underwear set she was wearing. Taking the coat off and throwing it to the side she looked over at Eddie. 

Eddie Munson had never considered praying to any god and thanking them for anything in his life but Stevie standing in front of him wearing this set with those boots had him wanting to thank every deity he could think of at that moment. 

"Never before have I seen something so beautiful." Eddie said in awe as he stepped forward, pressing Stevie against the wall again and cupping her cheek before kissing her softly on the lips and then moving down to her neck leaving small hickies in his path down Stevie's chest and to her nipples. 

"Stop teasing and take me somewhere to fuck me!" Stevie moaned out as Eddie bit down on one nipple and sucked. 

"As you wish princess," Eddie said, picking her up and carrying her to the bedroom. 

"Such a caveman" Stevie giggled as she was thrown on the bed. 

Eddie quickly stripped down to his underwear and joined her on the bed. 

Eddie kissed his way back down Stevie's body and carried on past where she wanted him the most. Lying in between her thighs Eddie spent time kissing, nibbling and leaving hickies all over the inside of them as Stevie grew more and more impatient above him. 

"That feel good, hmm? Seems like you're all nice and wet for me" Eddie teased running a finger up the damp fabric covering Stevie up still. "As breathtaking as you look in this we are going to need to lose these" Eddie said pulling the pants down slightly and looking Stevie in the eyes. 

Stevie noded. "Please" she whimpered.

"Good girl using your words and your manners, so good for me already" Eddie praised. 

Eddie slid the panties down and threw them to the side and took Stevie in hand using his thumb to massage the tip. Reaching over to his bedside table Eddie fumbled for the bottle of lube he knew he had and a condom, putting them on the bed next to him before taking Stevie in his mouth. A few seconds later Eddie stopped what he was doing. 

"Patience," Eddie chastised, swatting Stevies thighs as she whined at the loss. "Turn over" 

Stevie turned over and leaned down onto her forearms pushing her ass up into the air as Eddie opened the lube and warmed it up in his finger. Eddie reached around and took Stevie back in hand loosely before starting to open her up. Soon enough Eddie had two fingers inside her down to the knuckle.

"More please, feels so good" Stevie cried out as Eddie crooked his finger finding that spot. 

He opened her up with a third finger before withdrawing and rolling the condom on. 

"You ready baby?" He asked and he added more lube to his cock. 

"Please," Stevie replied. 

"So fucking tight princess, feels so good" Eddie groaned as he pushed inside slowly. He took a moment after bottoming out. Rocking his hips experimentally he took a few shallow thrusts. 

"Harder, fuck me like you mean it, I'm not going to break" Stevie bit out. 

"Brat" Eddie replied, lightly slapping her ass. "Oh you like that do you?" he asked as Stevie moaned below him.

"Yeah, please, harder. Leave a mark, need to feel you after" 

"Fuck, you're perfect" Eddie moaned out before speeding up his thrusts and spanking Stevie harder on her ass. "Say red if you need me to stop baby ok" 

"I'm so fucking green right now Ed's, please, i can take it." 

"Good manners get rewards" he said smacking her ass harder and fucking into her even harder. 

Soon the room was filled with moans and the sound of skin on skin.

"So close, I need to see you," Stevie groaned out.  

Eddie pulled out and Stevie lay on her back before Eddie pushed back in again pushing Stevies knees up towards her chest.

"Oh fuck," Stevie cried out as the new postion meant that Eddie was hitting her prostate with every movement. 

"hey, hey you ok princess? Am I hurting you? Do we need to stop?" Eddie asked, pausing his movements as he noticed that Stevie was crying. 

"No no, just feels so good," Stevie said, moving her hips the best she could to get Eddie to move again. "Feeling a little overwhelmed is all"

"So close baby, need you to cum with me." Eddie moaned out taking Stevie back in hand and matching his hand movements with his thrusts. Seconds later Stevie was cumming with a cry of Eddie's name and Eddie was cumming with a choked out moan. 

Eddie pulled out of Stevie gently and he felt her tense up. "I'm just making sure I don't collapse on you ok, and I need to go and get a cloth and the ointment." Eddie reassured kissing her before he moved off the bed. 

He soon returned with a warm cloth and some soothing cream. After cleaning Stevie off he threw the cloth towards the laundry basket. 

"Turn over for me please princess," Eddie asked. 

"Stings, feels good" Stevie hummed as Eddie put some soothing cream on the bright red hand print covering more than half of Stevies ass cheek. 

"Please tell me you don't have to go anywhere tonight at least?" Eddie said as he got comfy and pulled Stevie over to him to lie on his chest. 

"No I'm off for a couple days now" Steve mumbled sleepily. 

"Good, I was going to ask if you'd allow me to take you out tomorrow." Eddie asked nervously. 

"Hhmmm let me think about it" Stevie joked, poking Eddie in the side, "I guess I can allow you to try and make up for running away from me" 

"I'm so sorry about that, so so fucking sorry for leaving you. I'm never going to leave you again, you're stuck with me now" he replies, kissing the top of Stevie's head.

Soon enough breathing evened out and conversation slowed before the sound of gentle snoring took over the room. Eddie pulled Stevie a little closer and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead before closing his own eyes and letting sleep take him. He didn't think he'd ever gone to sleep so happy. 

[ladyimaginarium]

Halloween Movie Marathon!!

Hey y'all !! Grab y'all's snacks, tricks & treats & get a costume if you have one because we're& hosting our& week long movie marathon!! Keep in mind that age ratings may vary and these are not suitable for all audiences, and littles and age regressors are not advised to attend the movies! Remember to be respectful and try not to spoil anything if there are others who haven't seen the movie(s) !! No discourse or drama or anything of the sort, this is a time to have fun and chill, anyone who's unruly, disrespectful or disruptive will be kicked from the stream & if excessively rude & have not changed their ways will be permanently banned from any movie nights of ours& !! Times may vary from 7:30PMEST to 8PMEST depending, but it'll likely be in the earlier stages. Streaming services will likely be hyperbeam, hopefully with others! My connection's been really screwy lately but I'll do my best! Before and after the movie's done, if the rest of us who still want to remain, we'll just vibe to music on my& sick beats on Spotify and just chill out and talk. I'm& hoping to see at least some of y'all there!! If you haven't attended any of my movie sessions yet, we're& gonna need to know who you are so make sure to write your user!! We& hope to see y'all there & that we have fun !! <3333

The Purge ; October 21st

Get Out ; October 22nd

Us ; October 23rd

Hereditary & Midsommar by Ari Aster ; October 24th

Van Hellsing ; October 25th

Jennifer's Body ; October 26th

The Devil's Backbone by Guillermo Toledo ; October 27th

Lake Mungo ; October 28th

The Ritual ; October 29th

Supernatural 1x1 Pilot & 1x4 Phantom Traveler ; October 30th

Buffy The Vampire Slayer 4x10 Hush & 4x4 Fear Itself & Skinamarink; October 31st

[thewakingcloak]

Thanks beyond thanks for the reply - you'll definitely get credit (or at least a big tip if i can ever finish this project and get it out there), because you're among those I've learned from, and coming from a position of zero education and no modern programming knowledge, I can assure you: it's been difficult to piece together an education in game design with an improvised curriculum, so every little bit helps. While most people who get into this come from a programming background end up needing assistance with the art and music ends, I'm coming at it from the opposite side of the spectrum: I've been composing, recording, and engineering music since the magnetic tape era and doing digital design/animation for just as long, so it's just the coding I have to really apply myself to and make myself learn. I won't lie: it's been frustrating, trying to figure it all out by reading manuals and various youtube videos, reddit threads, and yoyo forums because while I'm able to learn the functionality of the code easily enough and there are a lot of helpful resources out there in that respect, context is everything and it can be maddening, trying to figure out how to apply what I've learned in useful or practical ways. For example, I've figured out enough to know that data structure grids can probably help me overcome my current problem with collisions (like you, I began building my 2.5d environment from that exact Matharoo video and even managed to write a pretty decent place-meeting-3d script from the ground up... until, like you, I hit my current impasse of being unable to figure out how to handle multiple collisions at once... but, unlike you, every alteration i make to my code only creates more problems), but while I understand how ds grids work, I can't figure out the proper context in which to apply them as a solution to my collision problem. So, I'm giving up and resorting to reverse engineering - when it comes to a lot of things, I can usually figure stuff out if i can just see it working under the hood, so i hope that's true for ds_grid collision implementation. I'm telling you this because I downloaded your suite of 3d scripts and intend to try and figure out how to implement them, working backward. I honestly don't mean to steal all your work, as you've been more than generous in helping people like me by sharing it in the first place, but it's hard to resist using it as a basis for my education because the physics of your project and your design process and ideas (like self-skinning objects) are so similar to mine. I can assure you, though: I won't be simply copying and pasting your functions, because I have no idea how to use them or from where to run them... it'll be trial and error (already, in trying to structure a Shaun Spaulding-style collision code (might as well start with what i know and see what works!) using your version of place_meeting_3d, I immediately encountered a "variable not defined" error in the instance-place-3d script it calls... maybe because I'm substituting noone for null, which is a variable gm doesn't appear to recognize, or maybe not... this is gonna be fun). At any rate... thank you. Sooner or later, I'll get past the physics and into the familiar territory of writing, drawing, and composing... but without your scripts, who knows how long that would take me! Shoulda gone to college... oh well.

You're welcome, anytime! Gamedev is such a multidisciplinary thing that it's a LOT to try to do all at once, whether you're coming from a programmer position and aren't good at art, or an artist who doesn't know programming yet. College helps with foundational stuff, but what you're doing (researching and learning yourself and putting it into action) is a pretty powerful method and will carry you a long way

You're right, null is a macro I created to stand for noone. Hard to break my day job coding habits haha. It sounds like you're somewhat familiar with the debugger, but I highly, highly recommend learning it more (especially breakpoints and such) for figuring out stuff like "variable not defined". The GameMaker debugger can be a little misleading at times, but it's so much easier than all the guesswork. It's improving a lot in the latest updates too!

It's been a while since I've looked at my 3D collision stuff in depth (it kind of scares me now lol), but yeah, learning how the ds_list stuff works should help. It's basically just (if I remember correctly) grabbing a list of things the object is colliding with, and then checking whether or not they match up on the z axis. I don't want to necessarily say "collide" because it's not using the built-in GM functions for z-axis collisions, but it's checking the z position, height, and seeing if either intersect.

So basically: get a list of collisions on the normal x, y coordinates as a ds_list, then loop through the list and check for intersection on the z axis. If so, there's a 3D collision!

Gamedev is no joke, but you've got the right approach and you're making great strides, keep it up!

[nephiliminality]

Angstember Prompt 6: Secrets

Yeah, I'm still doing these! This one took a while because it turned into a 17k word multichapter (oops) and also it's my third attempt at the prompt, which I've really struggled with. One of the other attempts might surface as a different prompt fic later, the other is definitely dead (but never mind, I had fun trying to write it).

In this one, Crowley gets a visit from the former Lord Beelzebub, who has been ousted in a coup. Ze wants Crowley's help fixing that, and ze has some useful leverage: ze knows he isn't really immune to Holy Water...

This fic is finished apart from editing and I'll be posting the chapters over the next couple of weeks or so - it'll almost certainly be my last Good Omens fic before S2 lands. It's pretty light and fun considering the subject matter (I'm not sure it really counts as an angst fic), and it does end happily (well, for most of the characters anyway).

Gen fic, T-rated for alcohol and swearing. CW blackmail, authoritarianism, minor character death.

[AO3]

Excerpt

It was a pleasantly mild Tuesday in September, and Crowley was idling along the A40 at an uncharacteristically modest speed. He would rather be going much faster, but he was trying not to disturb the small pile of packages behind him on the back seat: most of them contained delicate, cream-covered pastries, fine wines, or cheeses so pungent the car would disown him if he spilled any. Aziraphale wanted a picnic, and he was going to get a picnic to remember.

At least, hopefully. The light spots of rain flecking the Bentley’s windscreen didn’t bode well. Still, picnic or no picnic, there would still be wine, and there would still be Aziraphale, now Armageddon was off the table and they were finally, completely on their own side.

Crowley overtook an ancient Fiat, because modest speed was one thing but there were limits, and counted his lucky stars that the traffic was tolerable today. Then a flashing in his rear-view mirror caught his attention and his heart sank. Those were definitely the lights of a police car behind him, and they definitely wanted him to stop and have a chat about something. Wonderful.

Crowley muttered a curse last heard in Mesopotamia and pulled over into the next lay-by. It figured. The one time he hadn’t even been speeding. He muttered to himself and hoped that speeding ticket quotas hadn’t been one of his ideas.

Bless it. Normally he would turn the police car’s engine into something amusingly unmentionable and leave them in his dust, but Aziraphale had been very keen on avoiding miracles until they were sure that Heaven and Hell really were going to leave them alone. Crowley couldn't blame him for the caution. They had only reached their agreements after the trials because neither side knew what they were dealing with; if the secret got out they would both be hauled back in and permanently dealt with faster than you could say ‘gotcha’. Crowley hadn’t heard anything from Hell since the trials but they weren’t likely to have calmed down about it all. Still, these cops were taking the piss and very much deserving of some kind of retribution, and he didn’t need to use miracles to put the fear of Crowley into someone.

The police car pulled up behind him and the hazard lights came on; the driver climbed out and strode purposefully towards the Bentley. Crowley tapped his fingertips on the steering wheel, fleshing out an improvised revenge plan he was rather proud of already, and waited for the officer to reach him. Their gait seemed vaguely familiar, but then humans were all pretty similar in that respect. Normal human skeletons only had so much range, after all.

The officer reached the driver’s side door and knocked gently but firmly on the window. Crowley turned to look at them, smug grin already in place… and then his revenge plan evaporated from his mind, leaving only dregs of highly concentrated terror. That was a very familiar face. One could say, quite literally a painfully familiar face. Certainly he expected it to result in imminent and considerable pain.

The window rolled down of its own accord and several fat blue-tinted flies flew in, settling on Crowley's shoulders like very very tiny henchmen. The officer's teeth were bared in the kind of malicious grin that not even airport security guards could comfortably achieve.

“Do you know how faszt you were going, sir?”

Crowley stared back, speechless and motionless. So that was that, then. Hell had broken its word already, had decided they could safely be eliminated after all. He hadn’t dared to hope that they could actually win against their former sides, but he had thought they would get a little longer.

He had been so cocky, so stupid. They hadn’t even left London. Why hadn’t they left London? Avoiding miracles didn’t count for much if you stayed right where they last found you. Why hadn’t he taken them both to the other side of the planet or something?

Crowley tried to compose himself, plastering on a polite smile. Self-recrimination could wait until the more immediate problem of survival had been taken care of. “Lord Beelzebub,” he gulped. “What a surprise.”

Beelzebub glowered at him through the open window, far too close for comfort. “Get out of the car, Crowley. Or I’ll set fire to it.”

Crowley climbed out of his car meekly, since there didn’t seem to be much choice, and briefly considered bowing before thinking better of it. At this point, genuflection would probably be counterproductive. He glanced over at the police car – which was parked with its rear end sticking out into the road just enough to endanger and infuriate other road users – then back to Beelzebub. “How’s Hell?” he mumbled, a pretence at civil conversation. There had to be a way out of this, if he could only buy himself a little time.

“Hellish,” Beelzebub replied. Ze took off zir hat with one thickly-gloved hand, letting out several more flies, picked something unidentifiable off it and smeared it on the roof of the Bentley. Crowley’s indignation made a valiant effort to override his terror, but his terror had a considerable size advantage. He gave his car a discreet reassuring pat and mentally promised to make it up to her later, provided he survived this. Beelzebub put the hat back on firmly. “Though I’m no longer Lord Beelzebub,” ze said. “Thanks to you.”

Crowley’s jaw dropped. His brain went away for a bit to process that news, then came back and slapped him in the face with the second half of the sentence. Beelzebub, no longer in charge of Hell, because of Crowley. “What?” he protested. “How is it my fault?”

Beelzebub fixed him with an unimpressed look. “You defied Hell, survived your well-deserved execution, dictated terms to both sides, and walked out. In front of ten million witnessez. What did you think would happen?”

Well, when ze put it like that. He’d feel proud if he wasn’t so scared. There wasn’t really a safe way of saying ‘I didn’t care and still don’t, you were trying to execute us for Someone’s sake’, so he kept his mouth shut.

“It’z chaos down there now,” Beelzebub continued bitterly. “Lucifer is off sulking somewhere and the troops are revolting. Half the Dark Council was thrown in the Lake. I barely got out with my wingz intact.”

“And you’ve started a new life in the Metropolitan Police?” Crowley said, trying to sound casual while anything but. Ze hadn’t discorporated him on the spot, which could only mean ze had something worse in mind. Like… oh Hell. Like keeping him occupied while one of zir remaining loyal minions went after Aziraphale.

“Worried about your angel?” ze said, as if reading his mind. “You should be. Unless you cooperate, of course.”

Of course, thought Crowley desperately. Anything you want, anything at all, just leave him alone. Please. “Cooperate on what?”

“A little assignment. You’re a twizty little bastard and I have a job for you. Do it well, and perhaps you and your angelic bed warmer get to live.”

Beelzebub pulled a small bottle from zir pocket, an elegant gold-capped crystal phial which gave off a faint ethereal glow, and Crowley realised why ze was wearing such thick leather gloves. He also realised, too late, that he’d flinched. Beelzebub grinned like a crocodile.

“I know you tricked usz, Crowley,” ze said coldly. “I know this stuff will still kill you. I'm the only one who knows. For now.” Beelzebub leaned in and made eye contact with a stare that could bore through a wall. “Help me get my job back, and maybe I won’t tell Hastur.”

[merpiko]

not tagged but wanted to participate :p hope it's alr!

1. Are you named after anyone?

almost was, but nope

2. When was the last time you cried?

don't rlly remember? i don't cry that often

3. Do you have kids?

nope, but would love to when im older

4. What sports do you play/have played?

tennis as a kid (+ recreationally now and then), little bit of swim, currently on my school's dance team! :)

5. Do you use sarcasm?

i try but i'm not that good at it lmao

6. What's the first thing you notice about people?

their speech patterns

7. What's your eye color?

dark brown

8. Scary movies or Happy endings

happy endings in gen, most scary movies are poorly written

9. Any talents?

VERY musically inclined, can write decently, can act okayish (haven't explored my acting side that much since i was always too shy to but now i'm trying to put myself out there :) can't rlly rate myself yet since i'm pretty new to it still)

10. Where were you born?

USA

11. What are your hobbies?

reading, writing, acting, playing music! i play piano, guitar, clarinet, flute, ukulele, and do some songwriting for fun. currently teaching myself how to compose drums :p future instruments i'd like to learn would be bass, drums, and violin. i also make friendship bracelets sometimes! i sell by commission locally (kinda like a freelance thing).

12. Do you have any pets?

two cats :D

13. How tall are you?

5'8"/173cm. asian and short

14. Favorite subject in school

english or drama

15. Dream Job?

musician, actor/director/producer/tech (any or all honestly. but i have a lot of time to figure it out), content creator

tags:

honestly don't know anyone well enough to tag them so it'll be left blank :< but OPEN TAG fs!!

15 Questions 15 Mutuals

The rules are: Answer the 15 questions and tag 15 of your mutuals.

ty @trvbblemaker for the tag :D

Are you named after anyone?

not that i know of

2. When was the last time you cried?

like last week after the orthodontist lmao

3. Do you have kids?

i have plants

4. What sports do you play/have played?

i did gymnastics and dance now i do nothing~

5. Do you use sarcasm?

it's somewhat of a coping mechanism

6. What's the first thing you notice about people?

how they dress/their hair

7. What's your eye color?

hell if i know

8. Scary movies or Happy endings

happy endings :]

9. Any talents?

i'm rlly good at overthinking and ignoring problems (like genuinely tho ig i'm good at art)

10. Where were you born?

america 🇺🇸 (i hate it here)

11. What are your hobbies?

crocheting, watching shows, drawing

12. Do you have any pets?

cat named otis <3

13. How tall are you?

i think technically 5'4 1/2"

14. Favorite subject in school

art

15. Dream Job?

something i don't hate hopefully in an art field

no pressure tags: @newtness532 @lirdgorl @rainysaturdayafternoon @justkeepwalkingnothinghere @snek-amiga @deusetco @crayonssmellgood @arshemelsoe @lizvi @bbreaddog @noworneverphantom + open tag

[reiverreturns]

3, 17, 59, 74 for the fic writer asks ✨

3. Describe the creative process of writing a chapter/fic

Oh this is an absolute 'do as I say not as I do' question because my process is terrible. On a good day, I might start with the idea and write one sentence summaries of every scene I want to include. On bad days I work purely on whatever's making the loudest noise in my head and hope to god it'll all be string together into something resembling a plot at the end. Either way I always end up with a pile of little snippets I've got to Frankenstein together to get to a first draft. Usually this has to be done over 4-5 doc versions because I can't keep up with my rate of change. It's messy and awful and I don't recommend it but I genuinely cannot write any other way asjksjksjkjsks.

17. What do you do when writing becomes difficult? (maybe a lack of inspiration or writers block)

Stop writing and read. Fic, articles, novels, short stories, poetry. I try and read broadly and outwith whatever I'm working on and I don't attempt to start again until I'm excited to do so. Nothing is gained from me by forcing myself to slough through something I do as a fun hobby.

59. Does anyone in your personal life know you write fic? if not, would you tell anyone?

No and no. I write and interact with fandom under an internet pseudonym with the express intention to keep those parts of my life separate. I don't mind throwing work out there for the general masses because if someone doesn't like it then there's no skin off my back. If I knew someone I cared about the opinion of had read my stuff and thought it was bad I don't think I'd ever write again.

74. You’ve posted a fic anonymously. How would someone be able to guess that you’d written it?

I genuinely don't know! An egregious amount of metaphors and a focus on emotionally closed-off characters with daddy issues, perhaps? I know I tend to use aspects of Scots grammar where they sound more like 'me' in my head (definite articles, possessive pronouns, the northern subject rule, etc.) but to be honest I care so little for having correct grammar in hobby writing anyway I don't think anyone would pick it out specifically.

Get to know me (fic writer edition)

[wieldbrave]

THYME’S PLOTTING CHEAT-SHEET!

Want new-and-exciting plots for your character? Long to reach out to more of your followers, but don’t know where to start? Fear not! Fill out this form and give your RP partners both present and future all the of juicy jumping-off points they need to help you get your characters acquainted.

Be sure to tag the players whose characters YOU want more cues to interact with, and repost, don’t reblog! Feel free to add or remove sections as you see fit. Template here.

MUN NAME:  Thyme ( won’t lie, I chose this alias for the sake of making puns ) OOC CONTACT:   I’m available through Tumblr IMs & Discord for mutuals ( thyme#5669 ), although I’m slower to reply using the former!

WHO IS THE MUSE/S?

TOMIOKA GIYUU: Water Hashira. Lost his parents, older sister and best friend to demons. Depression given human form, cursed with a resting b*tch face, completely lacking in self-awareness and has no idea how to interact with people ( often resulting in him unintentionally insulting them? whoops ). He hates speaking unless he absolutely has no other choice, would literally give his life to protect the Kamado siblings ( don’t test him!!! ). Created his own unique style, “Lull”. Surprisingly kind and lowkey empathetic deep beneath his blank exterior. Has a soft spot for siblings, especially sisters, mildly projecting his own feelings onto them. Values the lives of others well above his own. Views himself as an eyesore, unworthy of his status despite his strength. Keeps others at arm’s length because of this. Quietly sentimental, his haori acting as a physical reminder of the loved ones he lost. Likes animals, but they don’t like him. Basically, he needs more friends, please help him he’s so lonely???

KAMADO TANJIRO: Demon Slayer, Dance of the Fire God breath user, full-time older brother and firstborn son with an amazing sense of smell that defies all logic. The personification of compassion and empathy. Has likely known you for 0.5 seconds and will now die for you. On the flip side, if you threaten or hurt anyone he loves, he will absolutely decimate you, don’t even try it. Adores his sister and close friends more than life itself and doesn’t even stop to think if they’re ever in any danger. Driven, dedicated, has made it his mission to befriend as many people as humanly possible no matter their backgrounds or lifestyles. Won’t tolerate mistreatment of others and will stand up to anyone he views as wrong/a bully regardless of someone’s status. Has a strong moral compass and won’t hesitate to kill demons who excessively harm innocents, but expresses empathy towards his fallen opponents in their final moments. Can talk to and understand birds ( and likely other animals ). He’s basically a Disney Princess. A tone-deaf one.

SABITO: Dead, but I do what I want, so he has an alternate verse. Technically a Demon Slayer ( takes on missions from time to time ) but acts as a Swordsmen Cultivator alongside Urokodaki due to an injury in his Final Selection which has affected his abilities to fight for extended periods of time. Water breath user. Rough around the edges, quick temper, does not tolerate any whining or complaining. Typically keeps his true emotions close to his chest, but in moments of extreme stress, they come rising to the surface, especially when someone he cares about is hurt/in danger. A harsh trainer, an advocate of tough love. Under the guise of an abrasive attitude and a slew of insults, he’s encouraging and motivational. Confident, precise, dedicated, efficient. Wastes no time putting himself in harm’s way to protect others, even strangers. Refuses to let anyone give up or waste their life while there’s still so much they can do with it. Will Not Hesitate To Kick Your Ass. Dogs love him and he loves them. 

RENGOKU KYOJURO: Also dead, but I still do what I want, so he has an alternate verse as well. Flame Hashira ( recovering / retired ), focused on training a Tsuguko to take his place and bolster the Demon Slayer ranks. Loud. Rambunctious. Enthusiastic. Passionate. The type to wear a smile to bring comfort to those he aims to protect. Follows his strict moral principles to a T, will not falter or compromise for anyone or anything. Cares immensely for his younger brother and father, wants nothing more than to make his deceased mother proud. Keeps his negative emotions to himself, rarely opens up to those around him, but his friendly attitude attracts people to him regardless. The type to take kids in need of a role model under his wing and will protect them fiercely as he views it as his duty to do so. Animal lover.

POINTS OF INTEREST.

GIYUU is instantly recognisable by his haori. The maroon half once belonged to his deceased sister, the cube patterned half belonged to Sabito, his best and only friend. Other than that, he purposefully does as little as possible so as not to stand out. He prefers to go unnoticed and will rarely approach/speak to strangers unless given a proper reason to.

TANJIRO stands out from the crowd for a multitude of reasons: he wears hanafuda earrings that carry a certain weight amongst demons ( or, rather, Muzan himself ), he bears a scar-like birthmark on his forehead, he wears a bright green and black checkered haori over top of his uniform and, last but not least, he is often seen carrying a large wooden box, where his younger sister sleeps during their travels. His bright smile and friendly personality will undoubtedly draw you in from the get-go — he thrives on interactions with other people and willingly seeks them out.

SABITO is instantly recognisable by the peculiar fox mask with a scar by the right side of its mouth that he is often seen wearing, paired with peach coloured hair that reaches past his shoulders. Beneath his mask, there’s an identical scar by the right side of his mouth, but it is rare for him to take off his mask by choice. He holds little regard for social status ( he’ll only ever express respect for Urokodaki or those who have beaten him in combat ) and can be quite abrupt, regardless of someone’s rank or standing, doubly so if he feels someone is needlessly complaining.

KYOJURO is a man who stands out, whether intentionally or not. Loud ( seriously, his volume is permanently cranked to the max ), rambunctious, wearing brightly coloured clothes and possessing even brighter hair, he is the epitome of ‘out there’. It is hard not to notice him.

WHAT THEY’VE BEEN UP TO.

GIYUU is embarking on missions issued to him by his Kasugaigarasu or attending meetings alongside his fellow Hashira. In his downtime, he keeps mostly to himself, either by training or meditating. His main motivation is to prevent innocent people from suffering at the hands of demons.

TANJIRO’S arc depends entirely on what point in the series I’m writing something for. His main motivation is to focus on finding a way to make his sister human again, defeating Kibutsuji Muzan and fulfilling his role as a Demon Slayer.

SABITO is either embarking on missions issued to him by his Kasugaigarasu, spending time with Makomo or working alongside Urokodaki as a Swordsmen Cultivator. His main motivation is to focus on keeping himself fit and healthy, coping with the lingering effects of his injury and fulfilling any missions given to him.

KYOJURO is focusing on his recovery and is eager to return to his status as Hashira ( or he’s in retirement, dependent on the partner ). His main motivation is to find and train a Tsuguko to take over from him in his retirement, preparing them for the duties and hardships a Hashira must face.

WHERE TO FIND THEM.

In between missions ( which is a very infrequent occurrence ), GIYUU can be found at his “estate” — a modest house by a pond at the edge of a forest that lacks any furnishing or personal touches. He views it as more of a place of rest between missions rather than an actual home and thus sees no need to decorate it. Typically, Giyuu is hard to pin down. He throws himself from one mission to the next, forcing himself to stay on the move. A lot of this is to help as many people as possible and fulfil his duty as a Demon Slayer, however, it’s also a form of self-punishment/self-harm. TW SUICIDAL TENDENCIES. By refusing himself proper rest, he can punish himself for his perceived failings, which is the least of what he believes he deserves. He wholly expects ( and, one some level, wants ) to die on his missions and fully believes it’s the best thing for him.

TANJIRO can be found all over the place, as he rarely stays still in one place for very long. He’s become a frequent visitor at the Butterfly Estate due to the injuries he often receives on his missions, but aside from that, he no longer has a place he truly calls home. He’s often on the move, his missions and duties as a Demon Slayer keeping him busy. Until he can help his sister become human again and defeat Kibutsuji Muzan once and for all, he’ll continue to fight for as long as it takes.

SABITO’S sole permanent residence is with Urokodaki at the foot of Sagiri Mountain, where he spends most of his time as he helps train budding swordsmen. However, when he’s called upon, Sabito will take to the road to fulfil his duties as a Demon Slayer.

KYOJURO frequently visits his estate to check in on his younger brother and ensure his father is doing well. Otherwise, he can be found all over the place, visiting his fellow Hashira, or any wounded swordsmen at the Butterfly Estate. When he’s called upon, he, like everyone else, will take to the road to fulfil his duties as a Demon Slayer.

CURRENT PLANS.

Arcs my muses will be going through already or in the nearby future.

GIYUU recognising that his lack of self-worth is harmful and trying to change the way he thinks about himself/interacts with those around him. Giyuu struggling with his attempts to change, frequently slipping back into old habits and slowly finding his footing again.

TANJIRO learning how to further utilise his Dance of the Fire God breath. Facing his feelings regarding everything he’s been through so far, as he’s never had the chance to truly acknowledge it all. 

SABITO continuing to work at his strength, despite many years having passed since his injury. Connecting with people rather than continuing to isolate himself due to his continuous struggle with depression. Helping to train other budding swordsmen or helping to polish the skills of already well-established Slayers.

KYOJURO building himself back up to his full strength. Depending on the partner, either returning to duty and training his Tsuguko or retiring from being a Hashira and focusing on bolstering the strength of any newbies to the Demon Slaying Corps while training his Tsuguko.

DESIRED INTERACTIONS.

**  If you have any ideas for any of my muses that aren’t listed here, I’m more than open to anything!! These are mostly things I’m thinking of off the top of my head.

GIYUU: I’d like to explore him attempting to connect with his fellow Hashira ( OC or canon ) following his chat with Tanjiro, overcoming his feelings of worthlessness and learning how to cope with his depression, or even forming an older brother/younger sibling dynamic with any of the kids ( OC or canon ). Experiencing symptoms of his PTSD. Any interactions ranging from emotional to lighthearted and fun would be great!

TANJIRO: I’d like to explore Tanjiro having a moment to properly grieve the death of his family and being forced to face the full weight of his feelings, especially around the anniversary of their deaths or any birthdays, particularly with a Nezuko, or anyone who may be interested! Tanjiro experiencing symptoms of his PTSD. Shenanigans at the Butterfly Estate/a house with a Wisteria Crest. Going on missions together. Having some downtime in a village/town. Someone educating Tanjiro on the more modern goings-on ( think his reaction to the train ).

SABITO: Having him meet other members of the KNY cast ( OC or canon ), whether helping them on a mission or offering extra training during the Hashira training arc. Sabito expressing vulnerability with someone, being able to smile and laugh with them etc. INTERACTIONS WITH A GIYUU!!! Sabito showing signs of struggling with the lasting effects of his injury. Experiencing symptoms of his PTSD.

KYOJURO: Expressing difficulty in recovering from his injuries after his fight with Akaza, verbally or otherwise. Struggling with his newly altered depth of field, expressing rare and mild frustration over it. Spending time with his fellow Hashira. Choosing a Tsuguko ( typically defaulting to Tanjiro, if fellow Tanjiros are okay with it, but this is open to other characters who would like to explore this!! ). Forming an older brother/younger sibling dynamic with any of the kids ( OC or canon ). Experiencing symptoms of his PTSD.

OFFERED INTERACTIONS.

AKA things my muses can offer to yours.

GIYUU: Extremely awkward, stunted, one-sided conversations! Yay! Hesitant attempts at friendship ( specifically for Hashira muses ), impassiveness, extremely mild contentedness around Tanjiro and Nezuko in particular. Sadly, without a solid plot/idea in place, Giyuu is pretty flat when it comes to interactions due to his personality. 

TANJIRO: Unconditional love and affection from the second your muse meets him for the first time ( and also if your muse already knows them, that much is a given ). Moments of reckless selflessness in which he tries to protect your muse, homemade food ( he’s really good at cooking ), endless and undying support, a friend who will stick by your side through thick and thin. He’ll stand up to your muse if they’re being an ass and tell them how it is while somehow being incredibly patient, earnest and kind about it ( well, mostly ).

SABITO: Training. As a Swordsmen Cultivator, Sabito is good at drilling in techniques to his unfortunate pupils. Backhanded encouragement disguised beneath insults and Sabito quite literally beating the stuffing out of your muse ( if talked over first, of course ). A friend who will aggressively support your muse, aggressively hype them up and remind them how worthy they are.

KYOJURO: AN OLDER BROTHER FIGURE FOR THAT MUSE! AN OLDER BROTHER FIGURE FOR THIS MUSE! EVERYONE GETS AN OLDER BROTHER KYOJURO!! He will take on anyone and everyone as his Tsuguko and offer to train them up. He’ll support your muse’s every endeavour, offer constructive criticism on how they can improve, make them hearty meals ( he’s an amazing cook ), a guiding hand against their back.

CURRENT OPEN POST/S.

N/A at present. I don’t typically post opens very often, as I’m more likely to throw out starters for people my muses want to interact with at random.

ANYTHING ELSE?

This blog is set to low activity! I’m a slow writer with extremely erratic bursts of inspiration because work kicks my ass and depression is a little b*tch. Some days I’ll write a lot, other days I won’t write anything at all. There’s rarely any in-between, but I’m working on trying to change that. I operate best with plenty of plotting and regular chats ( whether in the IMs/Discord/in the tags of threads ), as I find it extremely motivational to get to know the mun I’m writing with and maybe even plot out a relationship as we go!

I don’t mind if you favour a single muse over the others! I don’t mind if you want to write with every single one of them! I don’t mind threads with duplicates of my muses! I don’t mind multiple threads, even if we don’t always finish all of them and get hit with a new idea! I’m more than happy to go with the flow — so long as we’re having fun that’s all that matters.

My portrayals often involve the heavy use of headcanons, some of which haven’t been officially posted yet! Everything you see on this blog is likely a continuous work in progress, as my muses and ideas for them are always developing and growing.

For any extra info, please refer to my rules!! If you’re unsure of anything, hit up my IMs!

[the-original-skipps]

Hi ! Just wanted to say that .... I JUST LOVE UR WRITING ITS PERFECT !!! THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR WRITING THESE STORIES ABOUT MIKEY !!! 😍

Ahem, could I request some headcanon or scenario (whichever u prefer) where the reader get hit on? (is that how we say it ? Like when someone is forcefully flirting with someone ?)

Like the cliche where the reader say no but they don't want to listen to her and mikey saves her ?

I hope you understood >< (if not im sorry ❤)

Thank you, I hope u're doing great and have a great day/evening ❤

WAHH THANK YOUU 😭💖 I'm happy that you enjoy them 🥺 don't worryI understand! I hope you have a wonderful day/evening too sweetness ❤

It's common for you and Mikey to hang out after school if he doesn't have a Toman meeting to attend to. Usually you two would usually go by the river side or into the city to grab a bite to eat.

Mikey sometimes doesn't even call you ahead of time that he is coming to pick you up from school. He just shows up which attracts a crowd and drags you to go on a date with him.

Today he brings you to the arcade where you both play various games. Mikey is competitive by nature so don't expect him to go easy on you. You both play different kinds of games such as car racing or shooting games.

You even begged Mikey to play the punching bag game and of course you weren't surprised that he set a new high score.

However, when it comes to the crane game Mikey sucks at it. He's the type to quickly get frustrated and keep trying until he runs out of coins. You had to stop him from shouting at the machine or worse kicks it. He really wanted to get the plushie for you.

You drag him out of the arcade and instantly he spots a taiyaki stand. His mood instantly changes from grumpy to excited as he runs off to the stand. While you sweat drop waiting by the entrance of the arcade.

After a few minutes of standing, you notice three guys coming out of the arcade and they stop as they notice you.

"Hey cutie, waiting for somebody?" The guy in the middle says as he steps in front of you. You instantly take a step back as he steps closer to you.

"Yes, he'll be back soon."

"Instead of waiting, why don't you come with us?"

"Yeah, we could show you a good time."

They all chuckle as they surround you they gaze on you as they await your answer. You frown as you clench the strap of your school bag. "No, thank you." You respond as your eyes dart to look behind them to see if any passersby noticed your distress.

"Aww come on, it'll be fun!" The guy in the middle harshly grabs your wrist as if to tug you along with him. Your eyes widen as you feel heart began to race. "N-No, let me go...!" You stutter out as they corner you against the wall.

"Come on, don't beー"

"She said no."

Your breath hitches at the sound of your boyfriend, the guys surrounding you turn around to see Mikey with a frown on his face carrying a paper bag.

"Let her go."

"Huh?! Who the hell are you?"

"Yeah, scram shorty!"

You wince as the guy squeezes your wrist making you yelp out in pain. With that Mikey's frown deepens as his eyes turn into a hard glare.

"You wanna diー" The guy didn't even get to finish his sentence as Mikey kicks the guy who know lays on the ground his hand no longer grabbing your wrist. The two guys beside him flinch in surprise as they see their friend knocked out. Mikey casually let's puts his leg down, one hand carrying the bag of taiyaki.

"Who's next?"

At this rate the two remaining guys could feel shivers as they are on the receiving end of Mikey's cold hard stare. As Mikey pulls his fist back to punch the guy on your right he suddenly stops midway before touching his face, the guy immediately cowers and falls to his knees as Mikey stands over him.

"P-Please, don't! I'm sorry!"

"Please let us g-go...!" The guy standing on your left falls to his knees as well before bringing his hands to beg. You could tell the remaining two guys were truly scared as you watch them shake from fear. "Where did all that confidence from earlier go?" You thought to yourself as you frown, yet feeling relieved at Mikey's appearance. A moment passes as Mikey glares at them.

"Scram, before I change my mind and take the trash with you."

"Y-Yes, sir..!" The two guys quickly haul their knocked out friend by the arms and speed walk down the street. Only when you notice they were truly gone do you let out a shaky sigh.

"Thank you, M-Mikey..." You let out a weak smile as your boyfriend eyes meet yours in concern.

"Did they hurt you?" Mikey asks as he inspects your body for any injuries or wound. Before using his free hand to carefully grab your wrist using his thumb to smooth over it as his frown deepens.

"I'm okay..."

"Thank goodness, I thought I had to kill three people today!" Mikey let's out a sigh of relief as his frown quickly changes into a smile as he takes your hand in his own.

"I bought taiyaki, even the green tea flavored one. Let's go (Y/N)-cchi, I know just a place where we can enjoy them just the two of us..!"

[pilesofnonsense]

hello! i'm considering organizing a big bang for another fandom, and i've participated in the rqbb twice now and i like the way that it's run, so i was curious if you had any sort of guidance or tips for how to go about organizing one. i'm very much in the 'i think this would be cool' stage of things right now, so any advice you have would be helpful! thank you 💜

Hello, happy to help out! We tried to gather some points below the cut (if it looks like much shh no its not, we just got carried away trying to think of all the things). Hope it'll help with your event and if you have more questions please contact us again.

have a look around on other exchanges and big bang, look at their rules and guidelines and feel free to copy stuff over for your own event. You don't have to create everything from scratch, a lot is already there and you can use it to Frankenstein your own event.

How big and active is the fandom? Which often influences how many participants you'll have. Then consider if you want to run it on your own or bring other people on board to help you out.

If you bring other people on board roughly define who is mainly responsible for what area, with the others helping out if need be.

What's the scope of your big bang? What's the wordcount/art requirments? Which fandoms, which ratings, which ships, etc. are allowed? "Everything!" is not a wrong answer, but a narrower scope like one genre or one ship could make it less daunting to run.

If you allow 18+ content make sure to put that in the rules and that anyone under 18 is not allowed to create 18+ content.

Where do you want to run it and what platforms do you want to use? Tumblr main or a separate side blog, twitter account, new AO3 account, discord server, dreamwidth, etc.? Who needs access to what if you have other people helping out.

Timeline! Make sure you have planned in enough time for writers and artists, but also some buffer time for you in case something goes wrong (people having to drop out of the event, someone needing an extension, etc.). How many checkins do you want, how much time for sign-ups and so on

do you want artist and writer creation time to overlap or separately? Overlapping can be fun for creating stuff together as a team, separately makes it easier to mitigate the effects of people dropping out and taking others out by accident as well.

gdocs will be your best friend whether you like it or not. Set up a folder structure to keep track of stuff, a document to write out rules and instructions, use forms for signups, excel sheets oh god so many excel sheets, but you'll need them to keep track of participants, matching, etc.

For each big bang we basically keep one big excel sheet with several tabs to keep track of everyone and then several other froms and such depending on the questionnaires, as well as at least one word document to write out rules/guidelines etc.

how do you want matching to take place and where? First come, first serve or more similar to ours where people can chose a couple one and then get a surprise (with the option on your end to still remove a few things if they get a lot of signups or a really good match). We're are using SurveyMonkey because it makes it easier to format summaries, however they do have a cap on how many responses you can get unless you want to pay. But you can have a look around for other tools depending on what kind of matching you'll have. Some events use google forms or discord or AO3.

People will have questions and you will have to follow up with people, make sure you define what your main way of contacting people is. Mail, discord, tumblr, or a mix? (if a mix make sure you keep track of who is who across platforms, again excel sheets is your best friend)

ask people to confirm participation, whether by joining a server or responding to an email. it can really help weed out people who don't reply before they get assigned anywhere.

people will drop out, so make sure you have some backup plan for writer and artists if need be (pinch hitters, etc.). Sometimes people won't inform you in time or at all if they drop out, so look at check-ins and follow ups and if in doubt look for backup already.

stuff will go wrong and there will always be something that doesn't run smoothly, don't panic too much over it. Maybe make notes of things you'd like to change in the future.

again gdocs and excel sheets, get really intimate with them

remember to look out for your own wellbeing! it can be easy to prioritise the event over yourself but at some point that'll take you out at the knees. do what you have to to make this sustainable for yourself, whether that's having a team, limiting participants, skipping a few things you had planned to do or cancelling if you need to.

Remember that the event should be fun for you too!

[jikookiekosmos]

The Angel on Your Shoulder and the Devil in Your Corner || jjk (Part 5)

➥Pairing: angel!jungkook/reader, demon!jungkook/reader

➥Rating: nc17

➥Content Warnings: some cursing, mentions of pain

➥Words: ~1.2k

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Jungkook had barely any time to wonder about what Jin might be scheming before the demon in question called his phone. He answered it swiftly, Jin cutting to the chase and skipping all the formalities.

"Where are you right now?"

Jungkook blinked. "At my place. Why?"

"I'm coming over, we have some things to discuss."

"What things-"

The word hardly finished falling from his mouth before he heard a knock at his door. He opened it without checking who was on the other side, and Jin strolled in without so much as a glance at Jungkook. He sat in his preferred seat as Jungkook was closing the door.

"Make yourself at home," Jungkook mumbled before joining Jin in the lounge area. He leaned against one of the walls facing Jin as he crossed his arms.

"To what do I owe the pleasure of this - very unexpected - visit?"

"My dear, sweet Jungkookie," Jin spoke, voice as smooth as satin, "what would you say if I told you I may have a solution to your problem?"

Jungkook’s eyebrows knitted in confusion.

"Mhm. I think I may know the person you saved earlier."

Jungkook's breath hitched.

"You...you do?"

Jin leaned back and laced his hands together behind his head, acting way too casual for Jungkook's liking.

Something was up-

"In fact, I'm almost positive I know them, and very well at that." He used one of his hands to retrieve his phone from his pocket. "Would you like to see a picture?"

Jungkook cautiously walked over to stand behind where Jin was sitting, only wondering for a second if this was maybe some sick prank he decided to play on Jungkook's poor soul.

Jin was a good friend, but he was also a demon. Things like that weren't necessarily out of the realm of possibility.

But when Jin's screen lit up, Jungkook stopped breathing altogether.

A picture of you with a dazzling smile was staring him square in the face, and he felt that same pull from before, albeit much more muted.

"Is this them," Jin nudged the phone into Jungkook's hands so he could get a better look.

"Y-yeah," Jungkook managed to stammer out. "How did you-"

"Would you believe me if I told you I'm one of their best friends and favorite supernatural being on the planet?"

Jungkook regarded him with suspicion.

"Ok, so I'm the only supernatural being they know currently - but I am one of their closest friends, that much is true."

Jungkook didn't know what to say. He truly had no idea how to respond to that.

You, the person he had convinced himself would be gone forever after your encounter today, the closest thing he'd ever had to a 'calling' that he'd resigned himself to believing had slipped through his fingers-

-you were so much closer than he could've ever imagined. If Jin was being sincere, that is.

"Prove it," Jungkook just got the last word out before he saw Jin scrolling through a picture album. Within seconds he pulled up a selfie of himself with you seated in front of him. His arm was wrapped around you, resting just above your collarbone as you held onto it with your hands. You were smiling just as brightly as you'd been in the first picture.

Well, the two of you certainly looked close.

"Still need more proof?"

Jungkook nodded apprehensively, only because this had potential to become a big deal.

To his surprise, Jin fixed him with a devilish grin. "I figured you'd say that. Well, c'mon then."

He sauntered over to the door, leaving Jungkook no choice but to follow.

"Where are we going?"

Jin's grin widened, making Jungkook feel slightly unsettled but very intrigued.

"I'm going to give you undeniable proof."

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"I really don't see why we couldn't just teleport," Kook groaned in frustration, kicking a stray pebble on the sidewalk as he shoved his hands in his pockets. "It's so much easier and faster than this."

Namjoon rolled his eyes. "Do you have any idea where we're supposed to be going?"

Kook pouted. "Well - no. But if you let me just-"

"No, I will not allow you to posses your brother to find out where he's at. You can do the normal thing, like, I don't know, call him?"

"Yeah but that's no fun. Plus, don't you think it's kinda like mocking humans if we have this supernatural ability but choose not to use it? I mean, I'm sure I would be offended." Kook gave Namjoon a hopeful stare, but Joon wasn't having it.

"You're just used to having instant gratification. Slow done once in a while and enjoy the simpler things in life, it'll do you some good."

Another huff from Kook. "But I don't want good, I want exhilarating. Geez, you angels and your constant desire to do the right thing all the time. Shit sounds exhausting."

Namjoon quirked an eyebrow. "You sure you're not just fussy right now because you don't feel well?"

Kook scoffed. "No." He wrapped an arm around his midsection and Joon's expression softened.

"Kook-"

"Ok, fine, maybe a little bit. I wanna get this over with quickly so I can resume my pain-free life of demonic deeds," Kook grumbled.

"Has the pain subsided at all?"

Kook shook his head, blonde tresses falling into his eyes as his frown deepened. "Not really. Probably because we have no idea where the fuck we're supposed to be heading."

"Should we go the other way instead?"

"Nah, let's keep walking. Something will happen eventually," Kook sighed. After a few more minutes of walking in silence, Joon suddenly sprinted forward, leaving Kook behind.

"Hey, wait up," he called after his friend, jogging to catch up while he tried to ignore more sharp jabs of pain that followed each jarring step.

Joon stopped in front of a plant shop, one that looked relatively new, as if it hadn't been open very long. The way his eyes lit up never failed to bring a smile to Kook's face.

"I take it you didn't know this was here?"

Joon shook his head slowly, eyes not leaving the plants on display in the window. The plant shop he used to frequent had closed down weeks ago, so he had been supporting his plant collecting habit by shopping in places out of town.

Kook had an idea then, one that he felt would benefit the both of them. Mostly him, but Joon would get something out of it, too.

"Joonie," he cooed, pulling the angel's attention away from the window for a moment, "you can go look inside if you want."

Joon ducked his head shyly. "But...what about you?"

Kook gave his most reassuring smile. "I'll be fine. I can call you if I need you, yeah? I know you want to look around, and I don't want to hold you up."

Joon gazed back at the shop almost reluctantly before agreeing. "A-alright. But you call me if anything goes awry, understand?"

"You got it, Joonie."

Kook turned to walk the opposite direction, already plotting his next move as Joon called after him with a warning. "Don't do anything reckless!"

Kook acknowledged him with a wave over his shoulder, walking at a normal pace until he rounded the corner. Once he was out of sight, his smile slipped into one full of devious intent.

"Alright baby bro, I hope you're up for company."

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Part 5: Prove It

You never anticipated on having anything other than a friendly relationship with beings of the supernatural type…until one day an angel saves your life, and then a demon shows up on your doorstep. And when twin entities start vying for your affection, you’re not quite sure how to handle it. One thing is for certain, though: there’s never a dull moment in your life anymore.

A/N: I promise the ‘calling stuff’ will be explained super soon! Like next update most likely, because we have some exciting stuff coming up 👀

Currently there isn’t any kind of update schedule but I’d like to do updates whenever possible; I do work full time and attend grad school so finding time to write can be a little hard. Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoy it; and if you’d like to be added to the taglist, please let me know~

taglist: @dntaewithluv @inlovewiththemoonn @girlontheblock @mwitsmejk @jkslachimolala

➥Part 6 (coming soon!)

➥Series Masterlist

➥All Works Masterlist​

[superhero--imagines]

Quick links: Ko-Fi l Etsy

To everyone who's ordered a letter for me- Thank you so much! Your support means the world to me. I never thought I would get paid to write so this is a dream come true.

I didn't think my letter commissions would take off like they did, so after thinking for a while, the following is the new price list. Also an exciting surprise- I have an assistant to help me! @the-spiritual-bisexual is going to be my assistant, for now, they're going to help with simple things like packaging and gluing envelopes, taping things down, etc. But since they love to write, I hope soon they'll want to start doing letter commissions too!

I'll be doing two different types of commissions, the first are my letter commissions where you get a handwritten letter from a fictional character of your choice, and the second is writing commissions for this blog. Ah, also I set up a Ko-Fi! Don’t feel pressured to tip at all, it’s just a few people were wanting to tip me for commissions and I didn’t have anything set up ;)

Fandoms I can write for:

DC Comics Marvel Comics Twilight Harry Potter Haikyuu!! My Hero Academia Fruits Basket Danganronpa Jujutsu Kaisen One Piece Anyone from a Voltage Otome Game Certain Webtoons A Series of Unfortunate Events (Platonic only) Lord of the Rings Percy Jackson Ouran High School Host Club Mystic Messenger Greek Mythology Love Letters (Hades in particular)

And more! Just message with what character and I’ll try to work with you!

Letter Commissions

The following are the tiers and what they include, all prices are in USD and shipped, if you are outside of the US add an extra dollar for shipping:

Basic - $7

A One Page/ 200 Word letter

The Envelope has either the flower illustrations I do (Or some other of your choice as long as it's in my capabilities) or the character you chose glued on with washi tape

One in character Extra (Stickers, photograph, etc.)

Mid-Tier - $10

A one page/200 Word letter

The envelope will have both illustration and a character on the envelope

Two in character Extras (Tea, sticker, photograph, etc.)

The Works - Etsy Exclusive

One Page 200 Word letter

Envelope with both illustration and character on the envelope

A Playlist from your character with a bonus page/epilogue of content

Two in character extras (Photgraphs, stickers, etc.)

A bag of tea

Examples are here

Package - Etsy Exclusive

This one is new, I've done a few of these and they're pretty fun, this is a US exclusive (Because of shipping), if you are international, feel free to refer to my Etsy listing for pricing.

This comes with one of my famous Works tier letters

Two Comfort items (Notebook, pens, headband, extra. It's all based on your preference)

Some snacks (Please tell me all allergies and preferences when filling out the form)

Notes from your comfort character on everything

This is a limited item, I'll only be doing maybe 2-3 a week. boxes are upcycled, but to make them pretty I usually draw on them a bit :)

Writing Commissions

I've been thinking of doing this for a while, but I noticed I always have a lot of requests, about 1,000, and most of them don't get written- either because it's not my cup of tea or I just don't have the time. So this will be kind of like, you get to bump your request up to the front of the queue with 100% guarantee it'll be finished. All commissions will be digital and posted on this blog, and you will be cited as the very generous benefactor who paid for it :)

Payment must be through friends and family on Paypal, or via venmo. For right now, I'm only doing one-

Blurb Level - $2.50

This will probably be around anything from 250-500 words

It'll either be a short imagine or a bulleted list

Anything longer than that will be charged the industry rate of $0.01 a word, and you give me a word count. For Example, You want another part of the Damian Wayne School Series, and you want 1,000 words. It would be $10, any words I happen to go over are on me, you don't have to pay me anything more if I happen to write a 2,000 word part.

All requests are at my discretion, and I’m free to reject any commission if I feel like I’m not the right writer for the job. As always, I don’t do ‘dark content’ so any requests consisting of anything that might need a trigger warning will be rejected.

Thank you so much for reading and supporting me! I hope to have more items in my shop and write more good content for you soon!

- Sim

[shall-we-imagine]

Together we go. (Werewolf!Caesar Raphael x Reader *AU*)

Lol it's never late to request I'm always late to write tho

Requested: 34. "Please don't do this." + 45. "I can't imagine this world without you." From this prompt list.

Genre: Raw angst 😂💯 happy ending though cuz I’m weak

Strap yourselves in cuz this is dramatic as shit and also I’m lowkey rusty sooooo yeah 😂

(First point of view)

Everytime our eyes meet, my insides twist in guilt. I can barely hold his gaze for longer than a few seconds.

“Can we please get some ice cream first?” Caesar gives me his usual puppy eyes- aka the most effective puppy eyes one could ever encounter. I can almost see his tail wagging behind him in excitement.

I giggle at the cute nature of the scene. “Of course.”

He grins, immediately grabbing my arm and rushing to the ice cream truck. I do my best to keep up with him and not break my face on the asphalt.

It was Caesar’s first time at a theme park, and he was overflowing with happiness to say the least; he genuinely resembled a large puppy. 

Though Caesar always insists that the puppy/dog comparisons I make are only because I knew of his identity, I'm pretty sure it's way beyond the fact that he's a werewolf. Caesar just behaves like an oversized puppy, whether he believes it or not.

"Mmhm! It's so good!" Caesar's eyes widened at the sweet flavour of his chocolate ice cream. Part of me was worried he'd collapse and I'd have to rush him to the hospital, but from the looks of it, werewolves can apparently eat chocolate. "How's yours?" He smiled at me. God that smile kills me.

"O-oh, it's nice!" I took the spoon into my mouth, unnecessarily trying to prove my statement.

His stare lingered, but before I could ask him about it, he sheepishly spills out a question. "Can I..um..can I try it?" He pointed to the paper cup in my hand.

Giggling in awe, I immediately scooped up the ice cream into my plastic spoon. "Sure." I moved my hand closer to him, expecting him to take the spoon, but instead, he leaned his head closer, taking the spoon into his mouth directly. My cheeks heat up at the small gesture, and I subconsciously start looking around to make sure we haven't attracted anyone's attention.

"Oh! It's really good too! What is this one?" Caesar's eyes gleam in fascination, as if discovering a whole new world, which in a way he was. He'd already explained how strict the pack is about interacting with humans and their world, hence his isolation from the pack after violating that rule. To be with me. And there I was, refusing to give up my group's approval.

"(Y/N)? Why do you keep zoning out today? Is something wrong?" His eyebrows furrow in concern, further engraving the guilt onto my heart.

"I'm just a little tired; don't worry about it." I do my best to give him a reassuring smile, but I suspect that only made him even more worried. "Come on, let's get in line for the ferris wheel." I pull him towards the giant ride.

Caesar stares upwards, "Woah."

"You're not scared of heights, are you?" I smile.

"I've never been that high before," he points to the top of the wheel, "but it does look a bit scary."

"Don't worry; it'll be fun." I take his hand in mine, giving it a small, reassuring squeeze.

By the time we reach the front of the line, we were both done with our ice cream and were just anticipating the ride.

The blond helps you onto the wobbly cabin and climbs inside after you're seated.

The second the small doors shut behind him, the colourful cabin moves upwards, causing Caesar to lose balance. He screams and drops to the ground, curling into a ball in fear.

I softly place a hand on his shoulder, "Caesar, it's fine. It...does that." I chuckle.

His expression softens. Sure enough, he lets me help him off the floor and onto the seat, where he's finally able to take a look at the view beneath us.

His beautiful green eyes widen in admiration, "It's not scary at all. It's very...pretty...just like you." He turns to smile at me, but I immediately avert my gaze shyly.

He takes my hand in his, "I love being with you; you make me happy."

The sincere look in his eyes drew me in, and before I knew it, my bottom lip starts quivering. "I- yeah, me too."I gulp, gluing my eyes elsewhere. I could no longer hold his gentle gaze.

Silence follows for a few moments.

Softly taking place beneath my chin, fingertips guide my face towards their owner, "(Y/N)? Why won't you look at me?" His concerned gaze almost burns holes in my face.

I let out a nervous laugh and take his hand in mine, "What do you mean? I'm just enjoying the view. Look; you can see the ocean from here!"

Caesar forces a weak smile, "Yeah, it's nice."

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"(Y/N), are you sure we're not lost? I can't hear any cars ahead of us..." After walking through the woods for a bit, Caesar starts getting suspicious about whether we're actually using a shortcut to the bus station.

Hesitation and guilt take turns abusing my mind and heart. "Y-yes, Caesar. Just keep following me." I try to control my breathing rate and calm down.

The closer I get to the spot, the heavier my feet feel, the harder it is to push myself forward. "I can't do this." I drop to the ground and pull out my pocket knife.

"What do you mea-(Y/N), what the fuck are you doing?!" His statement was cut off by his own terrified yell. He drops to the ground and tries to pull away my weapon.

Having already dug the sharp edge into my forearm, I was disappointed by how difficult it is to actually find the tracking device. "Tracking device, Caesar! They'll find us; I need to take it out!" I kick the blond away, as I continue to search through my own flesh for the tiny device. The pain was unbearable, but it wouldn't compare to losing Caesar.

Blood dripped everywhere, making it even harder to see. "Fuck." I pant.

"It's not working." Tears hinder my vision, "Caesar, get out of here! As quick as you can!" The confusion on his face screamed in my face that it's my fault- all of it. "Please..." my voice cracks.

"No, (Y/N), I'm not going anywhere without you. Who are we running from? What's wrong? You know you can tell me anything!" He snatches the knife away and stuffs it in his pocket, the blood making a mess of his clothes in the process.

I push him away with my uninjured arm, "There's no time; please, just leave." Desperation hung at every word, yet he remained unmoved.

"Get up. We're leaving together." He tries to help me up, but I pull my arm away.

"They'll track us down, Caesar! The device is still in there!" I yell. "Please, I'm begging you; just leave before it's too late." I push him again, but he doesn't budge.

"(Y/N), we either leave together or die together; I'm not going anywhere without you whether you like it or not." The serious expression on his face is one I've never seen on him before; he's determined and stubborn, and I knew it.

I shake my head, "No, Caesar, you don't understand; I-"

"Was supposed to kill me, but you felt guilty; I know." He finished my statement, leaving me in a state of shock and shame.

"How- what? You know?" Realizing his lack of resistance, I fall into more confusion, "Well...why did you follow me here? You didn't know I'd feel guilty; I could've killed you!"

"But you didn't." Smirking, he shrugs.

"Caesar, I'm serious..." I stare at him with pleading eyes.

He sighs, "Well, I figured if the person I love the most wants to kill me then that's it; that's how I go."

"You came with me knowing you'll die?!" I cry.

"Well, I had hope you'd change your mind; I knew the love I'd felt with you wasn't fake. I felt your love...And well, I dunno about you humans, but wolves don't go killing wolves they love." He chuckles. "And if you'd killed me, well, I'd still choose that over escaping. I can't imagine this world without you."

"You're such a dumbass." I laugh lightly, but my smile drops at the sight of of something hitting Caesar’s neck.

And before I realize what's happening, He is hyperventilating as he grasps his neck, eyes terrifyingly wide; if I dIdn't know better, I'd think he was choking himself.

I rip out the tiny needle from his neck in panic, but it doesn't stop him from gasping for air, drool trickling down his chin uncontrollably. His eyes start to roll back, but he seems to be trying to hold onto what's left of his conscious mind, "Caesar! Caesar, stay with me!" Sobbing, I begin to shake him violently, but it takes mere moments before he drops to the ground.

The sound of footsteps slowly approaching hammers realization into my terrified brain, "W-why?"

"Girl, he's not dead yet; he's temporarily paralyzed." Kate rolls her eyes, but a warning follows through gritted teeth, "We're making the killing easier for you, so don't make this any harder for us."

"He's not a monster..." I shake my head, desperately pleading for his life, "He doesn't even belong to a pack; he's harmless!"

"Take out your knife, (Y/N)." She warns while the rest of the hunters watch me expectantly.

I look down at Caesar, whose eyes barely held any life in them. No way is he getting up any time soon, and my left arm has already gone limp. We stood no chance. This is it; this is how we die. And it's all my fault.

More warnings follow, but my eyes spot a tall man hiding nearby; he was clearly watching the conflict unfold.

When our eyes met, he put his index finger to his lips, telling me to keep quiet, which I do. I was gonna die anyway; I have nothing to lose, listening to random forest man.

Smirking at my obedience, he gracefully spreads his hand open in the direction of the hunters.

Within a second, they all drop their weapons to clutch their head in their hands, blocking their ears like they couldn't stand a very loud sound. A loud sound you can't hear.

Eventually they all fall to the ground, hands still covering their ears. That's when the stranger decides to step out of his hiding spot.

He slowly makes his way towards me and Caesar. I don't know if it's the blood I've lost or the intense gaze of the man, but everything begins spinning before going completely black.

________

"Did you hear me?! I said shoot him!" Kate screams.

Confusion consumes my every inch, "W-what?"

"Are you deaf?" She holds up her gun, aiming at my head. "Shoot him."

I slowly turn to look at where she motioned with a slight tilt of her chin. My shaky hands were clutching a gun aimed at a terrified Caesar on the ground. "Caesar?"

"Please, don't do this." Trembling, he shakes his head. "I love you. I would never hurt you; you know that." His teary eyes were hypnotizing; I couldn't look away for a reason I couldn't explain. I just stood still- and stared.

“I...I don’t understand...” I lower the gun I knew I didn’t even have on me before.

“Please, I’m begging you.” Caesar pleads.

I observe my surroundings in utter bewilderment. The number of hunters bacame overwhelmingly threatening; I didn’t know there were that many of them. So many faces I couldn’t recognize.

Before I could plan my next move, the sound of a gun shot rips through the air.

My head snaps towards Caesar. His fear-stricken, watery eyes stare back into mine lifelessly. 

My lips quiver, as I scan his body for the wound.

Till I found it where I didn’t expect to.

Hot, thick liquid trickles down my face, blurring my vision in the process. My fingers reach for my forehead, allowing me a chance at comprehending the situation. 

I’d been shot.

As if the realization was my cue, I watch everything spin out of focus till I completely lose consciousness.

_________

I gasp, immediately shooting out of bed, almost slamming my head against the stranger’s.

“Jeez, the potion sure is quick.” The man mumbles to himself.

“Potion?” I wipe my forehead, just to see a gooey, yellow substance dripping off my fingers. It was a dream?

“(Y/N)!” I find myself engulfed into a warm, tight embrace.

“Caesar.” I breathe out in relief, giving into the hug.

“Wait! The tracking device-” Before I could fully push away Caesar, the man speaks up.

“Already planted it on a rat; it’s gone forever.” He gives a smile I could only interpret as him being proud of his own intelligence.

“I don’t know how to thank you...How do I return the favor? Ask me for anything!” 

“It’s a bit funny for you to think I’d need anything from you.” Seemingly offended, the man rolls his eyes and sips his tea.

“He’s a bit...uh...timid?” Caesar whispers to me, hinting he’d already tried to thank the man while I was out of it.

“I already put a healing spell on your arm; there will be no scarring, but I’d rather you keep the bandages for a few more hours.” He glances down at my bandaged arm.

“Thank you...again.” I nod. “A healing spell though...are you a wizard?” My eyebrows furrow in confusion.

The stranger sighs. “Surely you can’t be that dense.”

“I think that’s a yes.” Caesar looks at me in slight uncertainty.

Another sigh. “Azusa Kuze, wizard from Hinomoto, nice to meet you. Anything else you wanna butt into?” He uses a slightly high pitched, cheery voice to ensure we understood he was mocking us.

“Uh, no, we’re good I think.” Caesar chuckles nervously, scratching the back of his head.

“Good.” He diverts his attention to the huge book on his wooden dining table.

“Um, well, I guess we’ll be going now, right, Caesar?” 

“Uh, yes. Thank you again, Mr. Hinomoto Wizard Azusa Kuze.” Caesar bows.

The wizard scowls but shakes his head dismissively “Yeah, um, you’re welcome.”

The second we step outside the small cottage, we both let out breaths we didn’t seem to know we were holding. 

“Well, that was a strange day.” I state.

“Yeah.” Caesar nods. “Wanna get some more ice cream?”

I grin, “You know it.”

[muggle-writes]

Mkay so I recommended Habitica to someone earlier and I decided I'd make a whole post about it, complete with pictures because who doesn't love pictures.

(that is lava on my phone background not hellfire please and thank you)

Okay so I downloaded Habitica when I was looking for an app that's supposed to "gamify" good and bad habits. my wife used to have an app that actually kept track of stats when you did habits (things like strength, musicianship, organization, etc and you would level up in the thing based on what task you did.) this is... not that

Habitica is more just. a way to reward yourself for doing good habits, but it doesn't make your life the video game, it makes the game benefit from your life. you get the difference?

Explaining isn't going well. let me show you

This is my home screen when I open the app. as you can see, I have a bunch of good habits listed in the habits tab. they're not in any particular order (which is why "other cleaning" comes right after "floss") but I can tag them and filter by tag if I can't find what I'm looking for

Habits can be good or bad or both. here's some more of mine

everything starts yellow. the blue ones I'm really good at (red ones I'm really bad at)

clicking a plus gives you gold and exp and sometimes other rewards. clicking a negative takes away health. (if you lose all your health, you lose a level and all your gold and a piece of equipment. I've only done that once; I learned my lesson)

it's all self-reported, but if you're like me and having to admit you've done something wrong is a deterrent, it might help.

There are some built in habits, but you can delete those if they don't apply to you and all the other habits are self-reported, and you can rate them on a 4 point scale of difficulty (harder tasks = bigger rewards) and make them literally anything, for example:

I made that negative option on my writing task to encourage me to at least put my laptop away if I'm failing to write, rather than training my brain to be doing everything but writing when I've got a document open because I intended to write.

I didn't collect screenshots of dailies or todos, but dailies are what they sound like: tasks you must do at least once per day. if you don't do every daily, the next day when you check in, it'll give you one last chance to say "yes I did that yesterday" otherwise you'll lose health. (not doing a habit = no reward and no penalty. not doing a daily = penalty) for what it's worth I only didn't have one of those on my check in screenshot because I recently moved "floss" from being a (very very red) daily to being a habit. Unfortunately there is no way to convert between types of things, so I lost all my (negative) progress to draw my attention to that as a thing I need to fix.

Dailies, despite the name, you can set to any other frequency, like the first Friday of any month, or every other Tuesday.

To Dos are also what they sound like, they're a one-time task that needs to get done. Tbh I don't find this section particularly helpful. like yeah, I can set a due date, but if it passes, I don't lose anything. also they turn red after two or three days, even if the due date is six months from when I made the task.

but hey. it exists and it might help someone who needs everything in one app. (to be fair, I haven't found a "to do list" app that works for me yet)

okay. the fun things you can do after earning your gold for good habits: buy rewards (or health potions)

as you can see, you can create custom rewards too. I can earn about 100 gold in a week between my usual good habits and some actions available to me as a "rogue" and I've noted that a real world spending "reward" is roughly calibrated at a $20 treat for a month of good habits, implying that if I start earning 100 gold each day I should modify that value for the sake of my real world budget.

also, both checking in and participating in good habits have (after the first few levels) a chance of giving you other cool equipment and items besides what you buy in the mystery chest. (being a rogue and specializing in perception gives me a higher chance of collecting cool in-app stuff, which I personally find more rewarding on a daily basis)

cool stuff like

dragons!

okay there's lots of types of animals, not just dragons, but there's a page like this for each one documenting which colors you've collected.

(also, don't worry about Blue and Shade. they're just all grown up)

okay I absolutely lost my train of thought of cool things to mention so on to the summary thing:

is Habitica helpful? not as much as I've hoped, but not useless. and it's fun enough that I keep using it which is the first step in getting any use out of it long term

how does it compare to other apps that try to reward you for real life good habits? not a clue! it seems less complicated than the other one I was looking for but I've never actually used that one.

you can spend real money on it if you're trying to collect all the things, but I don't and it's not really pushed

conclusion: if it sounds like it would help you, join the app and then join my party so I'm confident enough to try a Quest.

[broomswept-thoughts]

Had an exhausting dream about Josh Kim omfg it made me tired like nothing else. I'm so glad it was a dream whew.

Kinda just dragging myself through healing from Duncan. It's definitely a process that's happening in waves; sometimes I'm just more focused on career stuff or having fun with Tammy but at other points it hurts to just feel alone. I feel envious of her relationship with Prashit even though I'm happy for them. Sigh. I miss talking with Duncan all the time but I need to slow it down and tamp it down. I think focusing on med school apps is a really good distractor from him because dang it's just intense and a Lot anyway. I might even apply to Harvard amd Stanford at this rate sskkksksks so that's also something. I'm also super super glad that my stipend literally just doubled from what I expected. Didn't think that that financial aspect of tarot would come true but hey it super did LOL. Relationship? I think I'm going to let that rest. I don't know if I'll be in kne during my postbac years since I think I want to focus on career stuff and compress all of my passion and feelings into my writing and work right now. But I can see it being redirected for work so I'm glad. I think it can happen. Maybe love will come unexpectedly! Or maybe it won't come at all. And I think it's fine whatever happens. Right now is the most blissful time for me since I can afford to just chill without any shadowing stuff or crazy research schedule everyday too. I can just explore Baltimore and Maryland with Tammy and have fun. I think maybe crushes sort of engage and entertain and validate me emotionally? But it devastates me too hard and intensely when it's just shallow anyway. I want to just breathe and focus on getting into a medical school that I want to go to. I think I will always fall in love with people no matter where I go, buy I can't say the same sort of flexibility exists with career plans. I want to be deliberate with schools I choose. I want to make sure I make the right decisions at this stage too. I can't be perfect but I want it to be done satisfactorily for myself. I fell for Duncan and Karin in college and during upper school I'm sure I'll fall in love with other people too. And maybe it'll be requited! Or not and that's okay. I want to just do the best I can with what I've got. I don't want to expect Duncan to turn around and say something insanely convenient for me like Ohhh actually I've always liked you too I just wasn't ready when you told me, because wow that's literally 虫がよすぎるlol. It's not fair to hold onto someone or a belief that someone thinks that. Not fair to them for me to have this expectation out of nowhere for them like that and not fair to myself for creating scenarios in order to string myself along. I think I'm grasping for any hope or way to hold onto him romantically, but it's just holding onto illusions and working myself emotionally for something that isn't real or guaranteed. I need to focus on my career right now. Straight up. I need to focus because career is the whole reason I took this gap year program. I want to do what I can for these 2 years. Yes life happens too, but the focus should ve developing career plans, ideas, and taking steps to move forward in developing yourself. I think I am becoming more mature and thoughtful especially about medicine and medical careers too. But also emotionally I want to become more sensitive to what I am feeling and why. No one else will do it for me. I don't think I'm using work or career advancement in a toxic way to avoid my feelings or problems per se. I think that it's good to have something you're very interested in that will be important later in life and you want to think about that than obsessing over a person and problem/ feeling that you don't have control to change.

[sftswigan]

Manchester garage punks, Tinfoils, George from the band tells us about their latest single, their money raising effort for BLMUK and how a game of pool completed the band...

Alright hope you’re doing well through this shit time.

Can you tell us who Tinfoils are and where did the name come from?

TINFOILS are a mardy northern bastard garage punk band based in Manchester. There's three of us, and we've all moved here from Yorkshire.

The name came from when I was on an X Files hype. Thought it was a good name for a band, so I just got the Facebook, Twitter and Instagram pages before we'd even done a rehearsal! I think it was before we even met Will. I just thought it was a good name, the other two agreed and we ran with it.

Sounds like you had confidence in this band early on then. How did you find Will and what has he brought to the band?

I don't know if I had loads of confidence in the band before we started really, I just thought the name was cool! We didn't really take it very seriously for a long time, took us about 6 months to bother looking for a gig. Was just an excuse to meet and get pissed up at first.

Me and Alex had known each other for a while, and went to a pub in Fallowfield. We were having a game of pool, when two blokes came up and asked if they could play doubles because no other tables were free. We agreed, and one of them turned out to be Will. After that they invited us to some flat party, and at about 6 in the morning on some unknown persons kitchen worktop he mentioned he played bass. We met up a couple of days later and the rest is history.

He's an amazing bassist, and his love for funk has a massive impact on every song I write. Tunes always come out sounding better once I show them to Will and Alex.

Love the bass lines in your songs, The Abyss, especially. Could’ve been a different story if you and Alex decided that was your last game of pool and just handed it to Will and his mate!

Like The Blinders, you also (and I think one or two others have followed suit) made the journey from Doncaster to Manchester. How much of a difference has that made to you and the band?

Definitely! All credit for that goes to our mate Breezy to be fair, he was the one who suggested doubles. He drops it in to conversation every time he's trying to convince us to come out.

Yeah I moved from Doncaster about 5 years ago, I do love it to bits but I wouldn't have been able to do half the stuff I wanted to if I'd stayed. Wouldn't have met Alex and Will, and probably wouldn't have ended up starting a band. There are some decent bands in Doncaster but a lot of it was indie stuff at the time, which I do like but not something I was interested in doing. The music scene in Manchester is amazing at the moment, there's so much music and it's all really different and interesting. Best place for music in the country at the moment I reckon.

Manchester is definitely a great place for music but I think the UK in general has a really good music scene at the moment with loads of good bands about! Though places like Manchester have some unreal venues and bands love playing there.

I wanna talk about your latest single ‘Spitting’ which was released during lockdown. Absolutely love that track! You went to Magic Garden to record it. What did recording it there bring to the song?

Cheers mate, we're really happy with it. I think it added a lot going to Magic Garden, Gavin's brilliant. First of all, it's just way higher quality than anything else we've put out, and I think it manages to sound a lot like we do live. Gavin also suggested we add some vocals in to middle 8 bit, which was originally just instrumental. I quickly wrote something down on a bit of scrap paper in a few minutes, and recorded it in one take, and that's the take in the final song. It's the whole "lap me up I'm stagnant water" bit. We'll hopefully get some more tunes recorded soon, would love another trip to the garden. The music video for the song is just clips of our time at the studio mixed in with some live clips, had a really good time there.

I hear quite a few bands speak highly of him and his influence on their time in his studio. He does seem to get great results.

You recently released some songs on bandcamp that were live demos if I remember correctly. Are they going onto Spotify at any point and also will you be recording any of these? Peeping Tom is probably one of my favourites of yours.

Yeah they're a load of demos we did at Dead Basic Studios last year, we thought it was a shame to have them just lying about. We decided to put them out and donate all the money from Bandcamp Day to BLMUK, every little helps doesn't it. They won't be going on Spotify, but I reckon we'll probably record a couple of them properly one day. Peeping Tom's a bit of a favourite, would love to get that recorded in a studio but there's a million tempo changes so I think it'd probably be tricky to nail down. Its one of my favourites to play live, especially when we're headlining and get the chance for a self-indulgent 10 minute jam with a big sing-a-long. The demos will stay on Bandcamp for the foreseeable, but I think we'll probably take them off at some point.

A great cause, did you manage to raise much? Some really good tracks on there would love to here them recorded like you say.

So what are the bands plans once lockdown is relaxed to a point bands and musicians to get out there and do proper stuff without fear again?

Yeah we raised about £60-70 I think? It was only for the day, when Bandcamp waived their fees. Props to Lewis from Dead Basic for recording and mixing them all.

First things first we need to get in for a rehearsal! I've written a load of new songs which I'm looking forward to working out, I think it'll be a lot of new tunes in the set list when we're back gigging. Hopefully reschedule our tour that had to be postponed, play some tunes, get some recording done, and go out and see some bands! Just got to hope it's not too far off.

That’s awesome! Excited about the new tunes and future recordings...and gigs again obviously.

Hopefully you can squeeze a rearranged gig for us on the tour!

You mentioned how highly you rate the Manchester scene. Which bands should people go and see once bands get to gig again?

There's a tonne of bands to go and see, to name a few: Loose Articles, Blanketman, The Early Mornings, Swine, Springfield Elementary, Giant Boys, The Red Stains, Cold Water Swimmers, and loads of others. There's a lot of different styles about but I do feel like there's a sort of coherent feeling between all the bands around here at the minute. It got to the point just before pandemic where no matter which venue or what day, if you turned up you'd probably see something amazing. Fingers crossed it all survives the lockdown!

There’s some good bands there, really like Springfield Elementary and Swine what I’ve heard of them and also Red Stains. I need to check the others out but we’re very lucky to have so many good bands about and more people these days that are very much into new music!

We’re gonna end the interview with some quick fun questions...

Favourite album/EP of this year?

I'm gonna go with either Zero Dollar Bill by Do Nothing, or The Non-Stop EP by Buzzard Buzzard Buzzard. Can't pick between them!

Also really looking forward to Fontaines DCs new album, and Idles, and The Blinders.

If Tinfoils could tour with any band alive or dead who would it be?

Would love to go on tour with Fontaines DC, Idles or Sleaford Mods. If I had to pick between them, at the moment probably Fontaines. Loving their last few singles, and Dogrel was banging.

Ah wait, Thee Oh Sees! Maybe Oh Sees actually. Any of the above would allow me to die happy.

Is there a song that at least one member isn’t keen on in the set but are outnumbered?

I don't really like The Royal Baby Machine that much, but the other two do.

Chinese food or Indian?

Indian

Lager or Real ale?

Ale, but more of a standard bitter to be honest. Not West Coast passionfruit and jasmine infused with lemongrass IPA stuff, it's rank and I don't get it. Give me a pint of John Smiths over that wank any day.

Festival you’d love to play?

Wouldn't turn down Glasto!

Last one...

Best live band you’ve seen?

Best live band I've seen is probably Idles.

Alex, our drummer says Cabbage at Night & Day was probably the best gig he’s been to recently

Thanks to George from Tinfoils for chatting to us! You can listen to their music on all the streaming services and go and visit their social media pages. Here is their latest effor, Spitting.