#i'm also not totally sure what the tattoo is supposed to look like? but this is just how i pictured it

[cimmeria-writes]

(ID: A digital drawing of Keema and Jun from The Spear Cuts Through Water by Simon Jimenez. Keema has chin length brown hair, and is wearing a terra cotta colored shirt and purple pants. He holds a spear and looks over at Jun, smiling slightly. Jun is wearing a blue wrap shirt and black pants tightened at the waist and shins with cord. He holds a red demon mask. The background is teal, a thin crescent moon between them. The other images are close ups of their faces. END ID.)

[lovebugism]

Ohh can I please request something fluffy and funny for Eddie with the prompt “ I forgot to pack my enthusiasm. ”? Maybe him, reader and all the gang (if you want to add them too) go to a trip to the beach and Eddie is not very enthusiastic about it because of you know, sunburn, sand everyone and then something touch his foot while he is in the water and he is like "nope, ok I'm out of here".

Sorry if it's too specific 😅

hi love! thanks for your request!! — the one where eddie hates the beach, but he's super in love with you (fluff, established relationship, 1.5k)

bug's summer fic fest ♡

“I just put on sunscreen!” Eddie grouses like a child as you smear the lotion over his milky white shoulders. 

The cool cream mixed with the magic of your touch makes his skin prickle with chill bumps. Despite his boyish dramatics, he sits obediently on the edge of your shared bed as you lather him with sun protectant. He’ll take any opportunity to be touched by you.

You scoff. “Yeah, on your tattoos.”

“Well, where else is it supposed to go?”

You want to scold him, but he flashes you a look from beneath his lashes before you can. His chocolate syrup eyes blink up at you, brows furrowed in a puppy-like pout. You don’t even realize you’re smiling at him until you’re already grinning like an idiot.

“What’s the point of only putting sunscreen in one place?” you ask, laughing while you smooth the cream over his arms. You hold his wrist in one hand and rub it in with the other, doing it for both arms until the white sheen is mostly gone. “You might as well just put it on the rest of your body.”

“I don’t care about the rest of my body.”

“Well, I care about the rest of your body, Eddie Munson,” you retort with a stern sort of gentleness. 

You see a twinkle form in the dark brown of his wide eyes and a smile quirk the edges of his pink lips. You can practically hear the sex joke bouncing around in his head — “you take extra good care of the rest of my body, too, sweetheart.” 

Before he can say anything, you continue.

“And I don’t want you to get skin cancer, alright?” you argue as you smear the sunscreen over his chest. 

He’s as soft as he is pale, almost obscenely so. Your fingers glide over his skin with ease, occasionally running over his tattoos and the sparse hair sprinkled on his sternum. You caress him absentmindedly — touching him just to touch him and totally forgetting you’re doing him a service. 

“Also, I really don’t wanna hear you complain about getting sunburnt.”

“Rude,” he pouts.

You meet his playful scowl with a smile. 

With what’s left over on your fingertips, you rub the rest of the sunscreen onto his face. Your thumbs smear over his chin, nose, and the apples of his cheeks. Your fingers disappear beneath his fluffy bangs when you make sure to get his forehead, too.

“For caring about you? Absolutely.”

He grins at your admission of love — not entirely an ‘I love you’ but basically the same thing. 

As your fingers dance over his face, his eyes flit down to the rest of your body. Your chest is level with his face now. He can’t be entirely blamed for his ogling.

You’re wearing the bathing suit he got you — his one condition to coming on this trip with you and the rest of the gang. 

It was black to match his swim trunks and mostly plain because he couldn’t really afford anything else. The high-waisted bottoms fan out in a pretty little skirt, and the bikini is clasped together with a metal heart in the center.

“Maybe we should stay in today,” Eddie advises with his head tilted to his shoulder. His hands creep around the backs of your thighs, urging you to step closer between his legs. His chocolate gaze lingers on the pendant between your breasts before his eyes flit up to yours. 

He smiles and his words drip from his mouth like honey. “We can have our own fun in here, you know?”

“As good as that sounds…” you singsong as you smooth a few ornery curls behind his ear. “…I sorta promised Max I’d let her teach me out to surf… And also, I really wanna swim.”

Eddie deflates. His boyish pout returns to him, and he groans.

You laugh when the boy flops dramatically back onto the mattress. 

“C’mon, Eds! You could at least try and have a good time!”

“Yeah, I think I forgot to pack my enthusiasm this trip, sweetheart…”

“Don’t be so dramatic,” you tease, climbing onto the bed beside him. You maneuver on your knees until you’re sitting just next to him, your feet curled beneath you. His hand rises to your thigh like its muscle memory for him. His warm palm spreads over your skin. You smooth a hand over his pale knuckles. “It’s gonna be fun, okay? I promise.”

“No. It’s gross,” he retorts with his features contorted in abhorrence. “The water is disgusting, and you get sand in places sand should never be, and I hate it.”

He tilts his cheek to the mattress to flash you a dramatic pout, wide-eyed and jut-lipped. You meet it with a more mischievous grin as you lean over him. Your smirking face is level with his, your breasts so achingly close. 

“Well, I’ll help you clean off when we get back, yeah? Make sure all the side is off you,” you offer, almost whispering in your honeyed tone. You arch a brow down at him. “Sound like a plan?”

Eddie nods, slow and sloppy, until the words catch up to him. 

He stammers, “Yeah— Yeah, that… That sounds… Yeah.”

—————

You try and fail to surf. Max Mayfield turned out to be a pretty good teacher, and you actually got the hang of balancing pretty quickly, but salt water up the nose was no joke. You coughed until your chest ached, eyes watering and nostrils stinging.

Eddie sat on the shore with you, crouched at your side while he patted between your shoulder blades with a firm hand. “Shit, babe. You okay?” he questioned with his features scrunched in worry. You nodded even though your throat was raw. He begged you to stay out of the water, but you only begged him to play a game of chicken against Robin and Steve in return. 

It isn’t any wonder who won that argument.

You were sitting on Eddie’s shoulders some minutes later, wherein you also tried and failed to win at chicken. 

Robin Buckley was far stronger than anyone has ever given her credit for. You like to think you put up a good fight, but the second her hands curled around your forearms, you were a goner.

The water sparkles around you when you feel backwards into it. You plug your nose as you plunge, still distantly fearful of getting water up it again, but you don’t hurry to return to the surface. The water is warm and feels like the most vivid shade of blue. 

You revel in it for a few moments until you hear panicking from up above you.

“What the shit?” you hear Eddie shout, muffled until your head’s above water again. The waves jostle you as the boy begins to flail. “What the shit?!”

“What? What’s wrong?” Steve shouts for you because you haven’t got the breath for it yet.

“Something touched me!”

Your brows furrow. Through labored breaths, you wonder, “What?”

Eddie snaps his head over to you. His damp curls stick to his cheeks and forehead, glowing red from fleeting panic and a day in the sun. His eyes are wide and swimming with boyish horror. “Something touched my foot!”

Robin ducks underwater to look. 

Dustin, playing lifeguard some feet away, dives in behind her with his goggles. They’re almost cartoonishly too big for his round face. 

You stay on the surface with Eddie. Your eyes flit from his retreating figure to the two kids searching for whatever had frightened him.

Dustin comes up first. He inhales a sharp gasp before shouting, “Everyone stay calm! It’s just a turtle!” he announces, though most of the group is too far away to hear him. Or otherwise care.

“You hear that, Eds?” you shout to the boy walking to shore with one eye squinted to hide from the sun. A giggle sputters from your mouth before you can stop it. “It’s just a turtle, babe!”

Eddie shakes his head like a wet dog. He hates the feeling of it sticking to his face, even more so when it’s all straw-like from salt water. That, combined with grains of burning sand between his toes, is almost unbearable.

“Nope. Don’t care. I’m done,” he complains like a child.

“C’mon, Eds—”

“I love you, but I think I hate that beach more,” Eddie interjects as he wraps a towel around his shoulders. He stands beneath the shaded umbrella, crosses his arms over his chest, and shivers when a cooler breeze rolls by. It makes the water droplets on his reddened skin feel like ice. “I mean, it’s really close, babe, but I can’t take it anymore.”

You stay in the water, kicking your feet and moving your arms to stay afloat, as you admire the boy on the beach. He’s a raincloud standing underneath a yellow sun, otherworldly levels of cute despite how visibly grumpy he is.

You shake your head — both at his dramatics and how much you adore him despite them. 

“I love you, Eddie Munson,” you confess softly, looking at him with the fondest smile anyone’s ever looked at him with.

His chest warms. He can’t tell if it’s from your words or the sunburn he’s getting even though you spent several minutes putting sunscreen on him. 

He grumbles, too pouty to be kind, “I am never letting you do this to me again.”

[cosmerelists]

If Cosmere Characters Had Brands Sponsoring Them...

As requested by anon. :)

Let's imagine a world--a perhaps terrible world--in which Cosmere characters have brand sponsorships. If it gives you chills, please blame the anon who requested it. ;)

1. Adolin

Shallan: Wow, looking sharp! Shallan: Is that a new outfit? Adolin: Yup! Armani sent me a whole bunch of suits. Adolin: Apparently that's all I'm gonna wear from now on! Shallan: That sounds a a bit dystopic but also you look REALLY good. Adolin: Ha ha yeah let's think about it no further!

2. Steris & Wax

Steris: Wax, thank goodness you're here. Wax: Whoa! Did you start on taxes without me? Steris: I promised HR Block I'd use their services so that they can promote themselves as the brand that "even Steris Harms trusts." Steris: But obviously we need to check their work. Wax: Yes--obviously. Wax: And after that, let's pour ourselves some glasses of Jack Daniel Whiskey--Make it Count. Steris: ... Wax: ... Steris: Why did we agree to this again?

3. Amaram

[Amaram offers Wit his hand] Wit: No thanks, I wouldn't want to get any of it on me. Amaram: Any of what? Wit: Whatever you use to keep your hands clean, my lord. It must be powerful stuff, indeed. Amaram: Seventy percent of pigs have cleaner hands than forty percent of humans, you knw. Wit: I...what? Amaram: And that little fact is brought to you...by Meta AI.

4. Tress

Tress: (muttering to herself): Well...we do like to go places... Charlie: Hey do you need some help with...whatever you're dong? Tress: Yes please! I'm trying to stick these posters all over Two Cups. Charlie: What's a Toyota? Tress: Not totally sure...but they are offering a lot of money...do you think it's okay? Charlie: Well...we do like to go places... Tress: That's exactly what I said!

5. Nightblood

Nightblood: Pleeeeaase....? Szeth: I will not plaster stickers all over you, sword-nimi. Nightblood: But the Google asked me to! Nightblood: And their motto is "Don't Be Evil"! Nightblood: It's perfect! Szeth: Actually, I believe they changed their slogan a while back. Nightblood: You mean they're...evil after all? Nightblood: New plan! Let's kill them all! Szeth: I don't think brand sponorships are for you, sword-nimi.

6. Vin

Vin: When I need to go fast... When I need to leap from roof to roof... When I need to murder entire keeps... Vin: There's no shoe I trust, other than Nike. Vin: Nike: Just Do It. Vin: ... Vin: Well, what do you think? I'm supposed to pitch an angle for the commercial tomorrow! Elend: I feel like the brand probably doesn't want you to mention murder. Vin: What? Then why'd they ask me?

7. Yumi

Yumi: Ha ha! Yumi: Wow, it's so easy to stack when you're using legos! Yumi: Relaxing...fun...colorful... Yumi: This was DEFINITELY the right brand to partner with! Painter: Yumi, the neighbors are starting to complain. Yumi: What? Why?? Painter: You're fourteen-story lego tower is blocking out the sun! Children are crying! I just heard someone whisper that the nightmares must be back! Yumi: I thought it'd be inspiring!

8. Kelsier

Kelsier: I have a secret... Kelsier: Secret brand deodorant!!! Kelsier: ... Kelsier: ...Are you SURE we need the money to fund the ghostbloods? Kaise (barely keeping a straight face): Oh, absolutely.

9. Moash

Moash: I think it is time to cover up my Bridge 4 tattoo. Odium: That's a great step forward--I'm proud of you. Moash: Yup, gonna replace it with this Grey Goose Vodka tattoo instead. Odium: ... Moash: What? Drinking helps a man forget...stuff. Moash: It's thematic for my character! Odium: You have a ways to go.

10. Kaladin

Dalinar: What has happened to us? Where is our honor? Kaladin: Honor is dead...But I'll see what I can do. [Kaladin hesitates and looks back at Dalinar] Kaladin: That cool one-liner is brought to you...by Redbull. Kaladin: Redbull gives you wings. Dalinar: ... Kaladin: ... Dalinar: ... Kaladin: Anyway I'll go save your sons now.

[lcnleyisthemuse]

First time for everything | Onlyfans creator!jake Webber

Pairing: onlyfans creator!jake Webber x onlyfans newcomer!reader

Warnings: smut finally, talk of public sex, sex being filmed, making out, fingering, talk of penetration being uncomfortable, clitoral stimulation, sex toys, slightly overstimulation, lmk if I missed anything

Word count: 2.6k

You were nervous beyond belief, you felt like your heart was going to beat out of your chest, or worse, find its way up your throat and out your mouth right onto the carpeted floor of Jake's bedroom. You started to question yourself why you agreed to do this. You were a newcomer on onlyfans, not many followers and not a lot to keep people interested. But when your friend, Jake, who was also an onlyfans creator but way more popular than you, offered to help you out, you for some reason agreed. Now you were starting to regret that.

You knew Jake followed you on onlyfans but you weren't sure if he'd actually seen your videos. They were shitty, home filmed videos with a shaky camera. You didn't have all the high tech shit jake had. You didn't have the money for it like he did. He had helped you create the account but that was about it. You complained to him about how you weren't doing well and he offered to help you out. You didn't know what that entailed but you could probably guess it involved sex somehow. And that meant he'd see you naked which made your stomach do flips.

You weren't going to lie and say you hadn't seen his videos. You had, hell, he even showed you some of them to ask you if they were good or not. And you never knew how to respond to that. You were watching your best friend jerk off on video while he sat right next to you. What the hell were you supposed to say? 'No, the videos bad because you're moaning weird' yeah, absolutely not. Instead you would just nod and say they looked good and that's about it. You were too timid to ask him how your videos were, despite having an onlyfans account, you were incredibly shy in real life. You didn't know how you were supposed to do this. You could back out at any time but part of you didn't want to.

Jake walked back into the room, holding his tripod. He wore a black tank top and grey sweat pants. He was so good looking it was crazy. His tattoos and muscles showing, it drove you crazy. But you'd never tell him that, that was a secret you'd take to your grave. Plus, you never wanted to make things awkward between the two of you, he saw this as work, as a friend helping a friend and nothing more. he sat the tripod down in front of the bed. "So, what were you thinking?" He asked as he grabbed his camera. What were you thinking? Absolutely nothing and everything at the same time. You had no ideas about what you wanted to film, you hadn't even thought about that. You were too busy thinking about jake and him seeing you naked and how he'd act like it was no big deal.

"Or are you even thinking?" Jake chuckled as he set up his camera. "That one," you giggled nervously. "You know, if you don't want to do this, we don't have to. I just wanna help you out in any way I can." Jake said as he set his camera on the tripod then sat next to you. "No! I totally want to! I'm just nervous." You said, smiling over at him. "I mean, I am too. I've never done a collab." He admitted. "But it should be easy, I mean it's just you and I." Jake shrugged. "Yeah, it should be easy." You said, shrugging slightly.

"So do you wanna get changed?" Jake asked, making you laugh and playfully hit his chest, "fuck off, you know I don't own lingerie." You giggled. "I know, I'm just fucking with you. Maybe next time I'll buy you lingerie. Oh! Or we could go film in like a dressing room. People love public stuff." Jake said. "I am not doing public stuff! That's- that's so dangerous! I prefer the comfort of my own home." You said, giggling. "Fine, fine, we can stick to a bed. I'm just saying, there's options." He chuckled, standing back up.

"Anyways, I have a plan in mind." Jake said, as he looked at his camera, setting it up to get the right angles. "Do tell," you said, sitting criss cross on the bed. "So we do like something soft and sweet. I mean that seems to be your vibe and I think my fans would enjoy seeing me being nice for once." Jake said as he stood beside the camera. "Oh so we do like cute sex? Like soft and slow?" You asked and he nodded. "I think it'll fit with your videos." He said and you nodded. "Sounds good to me." You smiled, still feeling nervous but the nerves were slowly starting to settle.

"So are you ready to get started?" He asked and you nodded in response with a smile. Jake smiled, switching the camera on to record. He pulled off his shirt, coming towards you. He put his hands on the bed, crawling towards you making you giggle. "So we're just getting right into it?" You said softly, with a soft nervous giggle. "Yeah, unless you had other plans," Jake said softly before kissing your jaw. You bit down on your bottom lip, letting your head fall back. His lips trailed down your neck, leaving soft, open mouthed kisses against your neck. You let out a soft whimper at the feeling. With every kiss, your nerves went away and you began to get into the groove of everything.

He gently grabbed your face, making you look at him before he kissed you gently. Your lips moved in sync as he slowly pushed you back to lay down and his lips followed yours. He used one hand to hold himself up and his other hand went to your waist, trailing under your shirt and up your side. You let out soft sighs as his lips moved back down to your neck. "How do you feel? Still nervous?" He asked against your skin before looking up at you. "You could tell I was nervous?" You asked, speaking softly. "I can read you like a book, y/n." He chuckled, his hand traveling up to your chest. He groped your chest, under your shirt making you bite down on your bottom lip. "You gonna be loud for me?" He asked, looking up at you through his lashes as he began to kiss down your clothed chest. Your breathing picked up, cheeks flushing red as you nodded. "Good girl," he muttered, making your heart flutter in your chest.

He sat back up, grabbing the waistband of your shorts. "I'm gonna take these off now, okay?" He said softly and you nodded in response. You sat up on your elbows to watch him as he pulled off your shorts and threw them to the side. "Cute panties," he chuckled, looking down at your white panties with little flower details. "Oh hush," you giggled, lying back down on your back. "Mhm, whatever," he chuckled, pushing your shirt up to show off your stomach. He began to kiss down the middle of your stomach, right over your clothed pussy. You gasped softly, feeling his lips against your clothed skin. He kissed back up your stomach and to your neck then to your lips. He deepened the kiss, gently biting down on your bottom lip making you whimper.

His free hand found its way between your legs, rubbing slow circles on your clothed clit making you moan softly. "I know you're a quiet girl, but you can be louder," Jake said, kissing your cheek. He rested his forehead against yours as his fingers rubbed your clothed clit. You spread your legs a bit more. You had almost completely forgotten about the camera, now just enjoying the time between the two of you. His hand left your heat for a second, placing his hand on your inner thigh and pushing your legs further open. He was a bit more focused on getting a good view for the camera.

He pushed your panties to the side, sliding his middle finger between your folds to gather wetness. "You're soaked, is that all for me?" He asked, loud enough for the camera to pick up on it. You nodded, biting down on your bottom lip. You whimpered as he pushed his middle finger into you. "Fuck, you're so tight." He said, you didn't respond, just closed your eyes trying to enjoy the moment. His finger stilled, "hey, look at me," he said softly, making you open your eyes. "You good? We can stop if you're uncomfortable." He said, speaking softly. "I'm okay, keep going." You responded, wrapping your arms around his neck. "Okay," he smiled, giving you a quick peck on the lips before moving his finger again.

He slowly pushed a second finger in, making you squirm slightly. "Gotta get you ready, baby. I don't wanna hurt that tight cunt." He said, he was definitely trying to put on a show for the camera, you could never see him saying that off camera. He curled his fingers and scissored them slightly to open you up. It was uncomfortable but you'd done uncomfortable things before for the camera. You had to put on a show. So, you moaned. It was soft but still a moan, you were trying to make it seem like it felt good, when in reality it just felt like, well, like you had two fingers shoved in you.

It wasn't Jake's fault, you knew that. You'd tried plenty of times to finger yourself, to ride a dildo, to have other people finger you but it never felt good. It just felt uncomfortable and like an intrusion. You moaned again, closing your eyes. You furrowed your eyebrows, trying to plan on when to moan to make it sound natural. You were overthinking it. It always got like this after a certain point. The foreplay was great, the kissing, the dirty talk, the clitoral stimulation, it was all good. When something went in side of you, that's when it became technical, thinking of when to moan, when to act like you were going to cum.

"I'm close," that was a straight up lie, you were no where near close, if anything you were far from it. Jake stopped, "no you're not," he chuckled. You opened your eyes, looking at him, confused. "No- no- I'm totally close." You tried to lie but Jake could tell. "You don't have to lie to me." Jake removed his fingers, sitting up. "Talk to me, what can I do to make it feel good?" He asked. Well that was a first, you always thought of filming as a job, never worried about making it feel good. "I-I don't know. It's fine, look just get back into it and like I'll act like I'm cumming. I'm really good at faking it." You said, giving him a forced smile.

Jake furrowed his brows, "Do you ever cum?" He asked. You sat up, shrugging, "No, but that's not the point. Filming is the point and if it looks and sounds good, that's what matters." You said, pulling your knees up to your chest. "Do you even like doing it?" He asked, looking at you concerned. You looked down, "it's a job." You shrugged. "I mean do you enjoy it?" You asked. Jake nodded, "Yeah, I do. I do it because I enjoy it. I wouldn't do it if I didn't enjoy it." Jake said. "Oh," you said softly, now feeling awkward.

You always thought Jake did this as a job, not because he actually enjoyed it. You did it because it was a job, you rarely, if ever, enjoyed it. Jake stood up, turning the camera off. "no, you don't have to do that, we can still make a video for your channel." You said, looking up at him. "I'm not going to continue filming what we're doing." Jake said as he got back on the bed. "But- but we're going to continue?" You asked. He nodded, "we're going to figure out what makes you feel good," he smirked, crawling back towards you.

"But what if nothing feels good?" You asked. "We'll find something. Here, let me see what I have," Jake said before standing back up. He went to his dresser, opening the top drawer. "How do you feel about vibrators?" He asked. "They make me cum too quickly," you sighed. "There's no such thing as cumming to quickly." Jake said as he pulled out a vibrator. He came back over to you, setting the toy on the bed beside you. He climbed back onto the bed, gently pushing you back to lay down on the bed. You laid back down, "okay, now let's see.." Jake said, bringing his lips to your neck, he was gentle with his open mouthed kisses. "How does this feel?" He asked as he paused the kisses. "Good," you said softly. He pushed up your shirt, exposing your chest to him. He kissed over your breasts before kissing down the center of your chest to your stomach before moving his body down between your legs. He gently pushed your legs open, grabbing the vibrator.

"Let's see how this feels," he said as he turned on the vibrator. He very gently placed the vibrator over your clothed clit. For the first time you moaned and it was a real moan. "Oh, so you like it, good to know." He chuckled. You let out a breathless giggle before moaning again. He moved the vibrator in small circles making your back arch. You placed a hand in his hair, tugging making him groan. "Fuck, you're a bit rough with your hands huh?" He chuckled, but didn't mind you tugging on his hair, he liked it. "Sorry- sorry," you whimpered, tugging his hair again making him moan softly. "Fuck, you keep doing that, I'm gonna cum in my pants." He groaned out, he was grinding down against the mattress.

"I'm close- fuck- I'm close," you moaned, throwing your head back. "I wanna try something, just hold on." He pulled the vibrator away making you whimper loudly and tug his hair. "Just give me a sec, baby." He said, pushing your panties to the side. He slid two fingers in, making you whine. He placed the vibrator back on your clit as he moved his fingers in and out of you. "Oh fuck-" you whined, head thrown back and back arched. You tugged his hair, clenching around his fingers. "Fuck, you are close." He moaned. You nodded in response, "fuck, can I- fuck- can I cum?" You asked, practically shaking under him. "Fuck yeah, cum for me." He groaned out, he wasn't going to admit that he was also close from the hair pulling and grinding against the mattress.

You came around his fingers, legs shaking and toes curling as you moaned out. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," you said repeatedly. Jake moaned as you pulled his hair particularly hard. He came in his pants and he didn't even care, it was so hot watching you cum around his fingers he couldn't care less about looking like an idiot with cum in his pants. He turned off the vibrator, tossing it to the side before leaning down. He laid his tongue down flat on your clit making you whine. "Sensitive," you whimpered, trying to push his head away. "I know, I know. I just want a taste." He said, pulling his fingers out and replacing them with his tongue. He moaned at the taste as you squirmed under him. Finally, he pulled away, licking his fingers. He crawled back up your body, kissing you deeply. You kissed back, wrapping your arms around his neck. When he pulled away, he laid down beside you as you cuddled into him. "Fuck, we're definitely doing that again. I gotta figure out what else makes you feel good," he said making you giggle. "Whatever you say," you said as you cuddled into him, kissing his cheek before closing your eyes.

[the-raindeer-king]

That is exactly what I mean and if you don't like talking about him(I understand people can find body horror uncomfortable, absolutely no shame I just got excited) you don't have to answer, I promise it's all good!

But yes!!! He is absolutely horrifying. You knew him before? Simon is a scared, difficult, rough person who shows care in such subtle ways.

And then he comes home again, it should be the same. But instead you have a walking abomination of... Him. (It looks like 3 different versions of him. But that tattoo looks like Soap's on the arm, and it looks like Gaz's hat on his belt so👀) And he's so different but so similar. Sometimes he might do something so vaguely 'him' but just different enough that it's near uncanny (again, multiple shoved into 1 body yk?)

And sometimes those three try to do all at once, making his mouths garble with intent that doesn't come through. Or multiple arms try to do the same thing at once and get in the way, or do multiple different things and he fumbles for a moment, pausing to recollect and try again.

(not to go on, but the monster fanatic in me is absolutely jumping out rn)

And I just wonder how that extends to you. His partner. Does each variation have different ways of referring and you can use the terms to distinguish who's really leading the body? Can you tell by the way his hands grab or pet or embrace?

You have to kiss each head though. They get grumbly if they miss a kiss, especially if the other heads get one.

It would be amusing watching him to to fight himself, but best we not do that.

I've been referring to him as the Cerberus or Cerberus Ghost cause 'The Alone Skin Ghost' is a mouthful lol

As a final thought. However uncanny watching three move one body can be, imagine how intimidating it would be when all three decide on one goal. Synched words, motions, intentions.

At that same time, I wonder how endearing it would be if all three variants each decided to express care or affection for you all at once. Creepy but so very very endearing

Anyway, sorry for rambling, thanks for reading!

Don't apologize. I've been checking tumblr to see if you'd come back lmao. Also I love horror, and body horror is such an interesting concept to me. Especially as someone who doesn't feel comfortable in their own body. Also Ghost cerberus is totally giving me brain worms, so we're in the same boat, anon.

I feel like the first few days of living with Ghost are rough. He's constantly fumbling, jerk motions of half attempted actions. Constantly seems to be at odds with his own body, his own mind.

(Idk if it's the other members of the 141, or just 3 different versions of Ghost because, as you said, he's got Soap's arm and pieces of the other's clothes. But all 3 heads belong to Ghost. I'm pretty sure one of them is suppose to be zombie Ghost too.)

The only thing he seems in sync on is you. When he reaches out to touch it, it's with all the arms. But each caress is gentle, comforting. Maybe a little possessive, but that's not new.

Things get easier as the days go on. He seems to fall back into step with himself, but each head has its own personality, its own thoughts. There's a carefully balanced routine within himself, and with you.

Also, he's so much bulkier now. Imagine how great he'd be at cuddling! I think it would take some time for him to feel comfortable initiating any kind of affection, so unsure if you still even want him now that he looks like this. But those thoughts quiet down over time, and you find yourself constantly being pulled in for multi armed hugs and cuddles.

Also, I think the first proper sentence he gets out is, "I love you." It's the only thing all three heads can agree on. :)

[bluedeedeedoop]

My Thoughts on Tales of the Empire; mostly Barriss (spoilers ahead!)

Ah hello all, i have had some days or so to think since watching the show and to say it has completely wiped me of my life force would be... pretty accurate tbh. BUT I HAVE FINALLY DECIDED TO POST MY THOUGHTS. will this cover my entire though process that im sTill working through? PROBABLY NOT! my thoughts are very unorganized and very unstable! ANYWAAAAYS.

Now I just gotta say overall, the show itself definitely passed the test. To be completely honest, i wasn't really paying attention to the Morgan parts as i was the Barriss parts, since it was literally what I was looking forward to this entire time.

Though I will say that the first Morgan episode was pretty neat! it was crazy seeing that perspective of the Nightsisters again and god did they make Grievous fucking terrifying. Honestly, bravo to them, it was amazing. I diiiiid end up just.. kinda spacing out the rest of it tho unfortunately cuz i just wanted to see barriss..

Visuals 10000/10. stunning, amazing, phenomenal, gahdamn. the animation was so smooth and fluid and uGHH it was amazing throughout the entire show. Acting amazing as always. BUT GOD I CANT GET OVER HOW AMAZING THE ANIMATION WAS.

NOW.

In my opinion, they got her character pretty on the dot. I am SO glad they did. I was rlly rlly worried they were totally butcher her character and make her unrecognizable to all of us but oml they didn't completely disappoint us, she has her morals, SHES STILL A HEALER! Im so happy from that.

Now although i did enjoy it, i do have my own little complaints.

Now okay one i noticed since the trailer and has REALLY been bugging me; where are her hand tattoos??? idk i guess i just wasn't expecting them to just be gone?? they couldn't have just forgotten them.. right? I dunno, but unless someone has a genuine answer for that, imma just keep drawing them on her in the future.

??????

Alright another thing i've been seeing ppl post about is how come she looked so old at the end? I am also confused on that and i've seen multiple theories. She should only be like 30-35 max right?? Because i'm assuming the last episode took place a the time in Rebels where the inquisitors were after the force sensitive children, and Ahsoka was around that age a the time, so why is Barriss any different?

I suppose the one i think makes the most sense is the force healing? I guess it could take a toll on her over the years causing her to look more aged, but still, i'd really prefer an explanation. Also what happened to her hair coverings?? Is that not her culture?? I dunno, again, i really need an explanation. I suppose that maybe her perspective has changed since trying to come to terms with her new life, and her ditching the coverings is a way to free herself from her past? Honestly i have no clue but i just need a lot of things answered.

That's mostly my complaints on it! I just felt things weren't explained enough but to be fair, they only gave her like 3 15-ish min episodes?? I really think they got some explaining to do. Which brings me to my next points.

I'm like... 98% sure that the "old friend" is Ahsoka that she was talking about. Who else would it be?? Like cmon. And if it is Ahsoka, why did we not get to see anything about the moment of confrontation? or at least more of a mention? I guess they wouldn't rlly wanna rush that scene, and tbh, im glad they didn't. It's not some "we talk for 5 min and everything is fine" type of situation. it'll take time. time to rebuild that trust. time to discuss. YEAH. I've heard many people state how it would be more likely and realistic to see a novelization of that and i agree. I would want it to take time, showing the build of the relationship over time, going on further into the story as we watch their strong bond mend from the trauma it's faced. I'm not saying this as a crazed Barrissoka shipper, i mean it that I would genuinely want to see how that confrontation is handled, as do many others and not just as a ship!! It's been a decade! the fans wanna know!

And my last point.

I.believe.Barriss.is.alive.

The more i rewatch it, the more i believe it. the first time around i had my doubts, but something tells me they are NOT done with her character. At least before the stabbing scene anyway. There's too much stuff that's left unanswered for it to just end that way! I dunno man, but Lyn's "i'm going to get you out of here" sounded way too determined for a "im going to move your body out of here" type of thing yk? maybe she could sense she was still alive, just barely hanging in there? I don't think they are done with Barriss Offee, and I wont think so unless we see her corpse being fucking BURIED. Not to mention the UNGODLY amount of parallels of that scene along with them exiting the cave. I've already seen so many point it out. Post-Vader and Ahsoka fight on Malachor?? Back when we all thought Ahsoka may or may not be dead?? sounds familiar hello?? Also a parallel from earlier in the show itself when Barriss saves that unnamed jedi! she HEALS them when they were going to be left there. Something tells me the same fate may happen to Barriss. Idk call me crazy but i will say it again, i don't think they are done with her story.

Thank you for reading my very unorganized thoughts! this has taken me longer to write than expected because i did not predict this to make me have to step away from making SEVERAL times- but yeah! lmk what yall think! and yes you can be expecting some art here and there! i know i've been slacking- Also lmk if u want me to post my crazed Barrissoka thoughts! because aHa i have them. i have them a lot. send help.

ALSO KEVIN KINER I GOT MY EYE ON YOU. BRO NEEDS TO RELEASE THE SOUNDTRACK BEFORE I DIE.

[kanmom51]

JK the crowned 👑 spoiler king

cr./to the creators of the media used in this post.

Touched on this a little yesterday here:

He really is.

The king of spoilers.

And he seems to also be the gift that keeps on giving too, lol. The layers upon layers of his spoilers are being revealed to us slowly but surely. Can't wait to see if he has more in store for us.

So, what did he give us so far?

JK playing JVKE's Golden Hour, showing us the JM tattoo (lest us forget closing with "your the love of my life").

Next we have him telling us:

🐰 I want to be a bartender. I think it's going to be fun.

Next he does the butterfly out of nowhere with his hair tie.

Did I mention him coming back for live no. 4 on white day, half an hour before SMF pt. 2 teaser was landing to tell us to look forward to it?

And finally, well, for now that we know of that is, we have his cooking live with a pre-prepared guitar to play Letter for us. JK, not the one that did the guitar playing for the song, made the effort of learning the cords and playing it for us just before the album and the hidden track, a song that he took part in, landed.

He keeps on doing this, JK.

But not with any of the other members.

So, JM spoiler king will be the more accurate description in his case.

Funny how JK keeps doing this with the one member big chunks of this fandom think he's no longer close with. All while he is radio silent about the others.

What was it that JK told us in the past?

Well, obviously there has been a lot of concentration going on with these spoilers...

None of the other members received this treatment from JK, not even Hobi, whom JK is undeniably super close with.

JK will dance and laugh and tease the others after their releases, but no spoilers were given, and especially no lives just sitting and watching said members songs, shows, compilations just for the sake of that alone. Fully entranced. Unwilling to even look at and totally uninterested in the comments during said live.

Only JM.

And I'll raise you another one.

JK knows.

These spoilers come out of knowledge.

JK knows JM's songs, JM's projects, JM's choreos, JM's MVs before we do.

And you'd say, "well, they are part of the band, no?" But you see, first of all JM being super busy preparing for his first solo album release wouldn't be in touch with them all on a daily basis and definitely not in a manner that they all know the comings and goings of his projects/songs/choreos/MVs. For example, Yoongi didn't even know about Letter.

So yeah, JK knew and knows all these details, down to SMF pt. 2 choreo, down to the set of Like crazy MV and JM's bartending duties there. All before it landed. All before we knew.

To sum it up with a nice little bow:

TKKs are right. Ex Jikookers are right. Those two, most definitely drifted apart, have zero to do with each other, don't even like each other anymore. So much so they can't stand to be next to each other, in each other's presence nor talk to each other. JK's supposed vocals on Letter are AI, it's all a big fat lie they came up with to placate the Jikookers that were rioting in the streets. And hugging, eww, totally out of the question. No hugging allowed. If they communicate it's through Tae, JK's new boyfie. Cause Tae, he gone and dumped Jenni's skinny ass the second JK became available.

Hell nah!!!

But because I already went there, talk about changing the subject, lol, I was sent this clip today from my daughter:

This:

People, there you have it.

[neolynne]

Pit Babe episode 8 rewatch/live commentary (part 1)

Or, how i like to call it : let's go save Kim (maybe). Also i'm officially on holidays for 3 weeks !!! Meaning, i can finally catch up !

Poor Kim

Even if it by Kenta's hand, those moans have no place in this situation

I have a confession to make : I find that scene between Tony and Kim oddly sensual.... Tony's voice, the knife.....

Kim regretting all of his life choice

The only direct interaction between them and yet it fed us for month (+ my favorite shot)

Et ben, deux salles, deux ambiances comme on dit

He's so caring toward Jeff

That's the saddest comparison ever

"Yep i can trust that old man"

They're both so sweet

Also i'm in love with Alan's house.... it's perfect for a big happy family

And here we go again....

" you're still sad ? want me to shake your world?" (sorry)

Why do you care so much Pete ???

Did Pete ever got his jacket back ? Or did Way keep it ? (do not think about Way using it to fall asleep, until Pete scent totally disappeared)

Revenge against whom ? You're the one with delusion

Listen to Pete i beg you

Mandatory break to admire Nut's beauty.

He's looking at Pete lips, you can't make me change my mind

Most ominous sh*t ever said on this show

he know something.....maybe not the whole "get Babe pregnant and sell his child" plan, but that there is a relation between Tony and Way

Hello fine sir with the chest tattoo !! Hope to see more of you in season 2

I got a new (better) headphone and i wasn't ready for Pooh's voice

Charlie has so much faith......and he love Babe so much

That's a pretty clever plan.....i'm getting some "leverage" vibe

"Cancel the contract" that on way to put it

That a lot of blood

Ah sh*t

Am I tripping or is that the only time we got ti hear someone thoughts ?

Poor Kid

"Love and a place to stay"? 1 : that bullsh*t and 2 : no one is more aware of what happen to the children once they're sold than Kenta. But i think that he choose to believe in what he says.

Stop looking at each other like that !

In the wise word of Rosa Diaz " you two need to bone"

What did Pete say again ......."we're like real brother"........b*tch, i think you need to revise your definition of brother ! Because i for sure don't look at MY brother like i want to devour him !!!!

Also, if we get NorthKimSonic, can we also get PeteKentaWay ? Can you image the amount angst + hurt/comfort we could get ???

What are you doing here alone Jeff ? You're supposed to be part of the smart people group ?

How could Way even believe a single word from that man ?

Why??? Why are you texting before getting somewhere safe ??!!

Don't say it, don't say it, don't say it................size difference

If Jeff is an omega, being in this situation must be quite nerve-racking

As i said before i'm 100% for " ghost ship" and pitbabe Polycule..... and i never said that Tony wasn't part of it........

[sanctus-ingenium]

answering asks vol 2.

'Smiths' can encompass enginesmiths (mercury), armoursmiths (mars), alchemists (saturn) and some others - generally a smith is someone who works with engines or metal in any capacity, whether by constructing them, managing their fuel, making armour, etc. all of them have a completely degendered role in the church. They are supposed to be wholly devoted to their craft & church, to the point of becoming almost unpeople, sexless.

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I like pantera :) he's the main character beast sure (alongside leun) but he's got a lot of interesting history and has been through a lot.

To start out I do some basic sketches while looking at bestiary diagrams of the animal type. Then I draw the base proportions over a photo of the animal's skeleton. Once the joints are all in place and I could imagine it moving relatively freely, I pick a motif and design the armour shapes with that in mind (i.e leun's trefoils, taurus's waves). The motifs come from a bunch of sources - if I see them in medieval art around that animal, the beast's use purpose, the culture that built them and how it might differ in art styles to the 'basic' designs from the heart of the Mezian theocracy. Fun stuff like that.

As an exercise I have taken (human) characters from other settings and made holy beast versions of them, trying to imagine what animal it would be, what weapons, what armour designs, etc. Behold, Bowman:

It's a fun exercise! I recommend :>

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Hi! Thank you for the suggestion! I actually did try to use OneNote for my thesis but I found that it ended up an extra step that got in the way. Instead I organised my reference papers manually (and wrote up all my bibliography by hand as well). I haven't heard of Notion so I might look into it :> as someone with adhd I find that the best way for me is to make it stupid easy, which is why discord works because I already use it for talking with friends and I like the mobile app.

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SO true!! You can make whatever the hell you want forever and that sounds really cool, I'm glad I was able to help in some little way >:) (although, holy beasts are not robots.. i think the best description for them is just. exotic vehicles.)

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lmao it's totally fine!! I love to talk

Sir Heaven had such a profoundly negative experience with Leun that he struggles with the concept of making anybody else do what he now considers to be his burden. He also feels that taking any new people inside Leun would endanger them.

The bishop of Salvius cathedral is the guy Heaven answers to, and his superior officer. The bishop has reported the matter to the pope and they're still working hard presenting new potential novices to Sir Heaven, but the thing is that Sir Heaven rejects them for seemingly valid reasons. He doesn't just say 'no I'm not taking apprentices', he says 'this one's reaction speed isn't good enough' or 'this one is too prideful'. But the longer he tries to keep this up, the more suspicion he heaps on his shoulders. If the time came, no, he would not be able to deny a direct order from the pope.

Ketjan was selected at random, one of a large group of other children who were not raised in the church. This is to ensure that there is no per-existing bias or knowledge of how holy beasts work. And he just happened to be the only one of the group who could master Leun's very demanding dialogue tattoo. The recruiting enginesmiths, who designed Leun's systems, were the ones to train him, but Ketjan was the one to write most of the procedures for operating Leun based on feedback from the dialogue.

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@ospreyonthemoon @kicks-tiktaalik-back-into-water

Krokodilos had an amazing high-tech ventilation system that used active air pumps to keep it circulating. But exactly like the second reply says, it broke down frequently. And because of how it worked, the interior of croc had to be air-tight so that the pumps could work efficiently. And, of course, if it broke down, and it was air tight on the inside, it instantly became a more dangerous deathtrap than your average passively ventilated beast.

There were valves that could be opened in an emergency but these were only added after the first Incident. The pumps would break down from the fabric seals degrading, lose efficacy, and then the parts furthest from the pumps would suddenly not get enough air anymore because air couldn't be moved such a distance with faulty pumps. The reason his enginesmiths want him to be re-commissioned is because the only barrier was the material used for the seals, and they believe they can innovate some new materials or try something different and have it work. They were even thinking of trying natural rubber, which would have worked perfectly, but they never got approval for it.

[kangmoon27]

SINFUL TOUCH | JJK

Pairing: manipulative yandere Jungkook x Nun Y/n

Summary: He manipulates you. He knows how to make you feel week. He call you a sinner while he's truly the one

Sin.

A Total sin. She became a sinner because of the sinner's sinful touch. He made her a sinner and he didn't care about that, he loved her being a sinner like him.

The man insert the key inside the door nob, crack the door open and made his way inside the bedroom.

With a first aid kit on his hand he made his way to the woman laying on the ground. He picked her up and brought her to the bed laying her down while he sat beside her.

He looked at the girl sleeping and pulled out a cotton and some ointment, slowly pressing in on her bruises.

He made sure that he wasn't pressing it so much so that she won't feel the pain and woke her up.

Watching her lips, he couldn't hold back, he suddenly felt weird sense of thirst, he wanted her lips on his. He was so lost that he didn't noticed he was actually pressing the white cotton hard on her bruises.

She groan in pain, slowly opening her eyes and saw him. The sinner. The sinner who made her a sinner just like him. She hates him.

She pushed herself backwards, trying to avoid him, Jungkook hate it, and she knows it but still she won't let him turned her into a complete sinner like him.

The man sigh seeing her being terrified of him, he just wanted to be nice for once so he pulled her legs that he was putting ointment earlier and move it closer to him.

Yn though he was planning on doing something to her again so she end up kicking Jungkook, he groan in pain.

She became more terrified, she didn't know what to do, she's not a bad person and she feels guilty even tho kickin' him was nothing compared to all the things he have done to her.

With shaking hands she slowly crawl up closer to him, she put her hand on Jungkook stomach right where she kicked him and realized she actually kicked her on his wound and it started bleeding again.

Yn was scared, she started panicking, she watches Jungkook groaning in pain. Crying Infront of him while she started begging him for forgiveness.

Jungkook's eyes darken, all he wanted to do was to be nice to her for once but she ruined everything and now he's so damn mad at her.

Jungkook grabbed Yn's hair and made her look at him, his eyes are burning and those are enough to scare her out.

He pin her to the bed, getting on top of her as he wrapped his tattoo fingers around her neck, she starts hitting him while Jungkook didn't even dared to move.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?!, You hate me when I'm being bad but you also hate me when I'm trying to be good?!" He shouted at her, the pressure he's putting on her neck is too much, she could vomit blood anything if he still keep his hands around her neck in any minutes.

"Can you fucking see this?! You did this Yn, you're a fucking bad person, you're a fucking sinner!!" He said while pointing his stomach.

Yeah you because a sinner because of him, hurting someone is a sin and that's what you did, you stab him cause you wanted to wanted to escape from him but you're easy to manipulate.

He blames you, he called you a sinner for hurting him even tho it's just the right thing to do, you should have left that time but you didn't, you pity him, you can't leave him bleeding on the ground so you choose to stay but that's the worst decision you've made.

You're supposed to be just a innocent woman who's serving at churches, you're supposed to be like that put right now you're here slowly becoming a sinner just like him.

He became obsessed with you, so while you're serving at the church he made sure that he would get close to you, you both fell in love. At least that's what you knew.

You both started dating each other secretly as it is forbidden to a nun to be in a relationship, mostly marriage.

On the other hand jungkook started getting into physical touch and you've not ready for it, more like you don't believe in sex cause it is a sin.

Mostly sex before marriage, you tried excusing yourself from him till you ran out of the reasons. You broke up with him and continue the serve in church.

Jungkook was frustrated, he became more and more obsessed with you till he actually started watching you sleep, shower and more personal things to do, till one day he decided to kidnap you and keep you from himself.

Jungkook let go of you neck, he started kissing you aggressively, you cried out trying to push him away put nothing seems to work on him.

Even tho he's already in pain because his wound is literally bleeding he still didn't let it passed. He ripped off your clothes and begin to mark you all over your body.

He stood up and removed his pants while you're laying on the bed crying, he palm his crock and groan because of sudden pleasure he reserved from his hand.

He walked closer to you, standing right beside the bed while you're laying there.

Pressing his thumb over his shaft, he rubbed along his length releasing sounds of pleasure enjoy the scene Infront of him.

The precum tips dripping drops on your hand, you cried silently while he continue fucking himself Infront of you.

He continue stroking his hard length, pressing on the poking vains, creating unexplainable sense of pleasure. With each stroke his eyes are focused on your figure underneath him.

He could literally imagine every sinful touch he would do with you by just watching you like that. He could feel himself getting bigger.

He was about to cum and he made you open your mouth, you close your eyes tight after feeling the hot liquid filled your mouth.

You wanted to vomit but he grabbed your cheek tight threatening you to swallow it or else it would be worst so you did what he told you.

He smiled as he put his cock inside your mouth asking you to clean it up for him.

"Fuck your such a good sinner Yn" he pulled away from you kissing your lips, biting it, sucking it then pulled away. Wiping his mouth and smirk at you.

He sit on the floor next to you, he signal you to go on your knees Infront of him, not wanting the worst part you follow everything he said.

He throw the first aid kit on you and made you clean his wound.

[shebeafancyflapjack]

The Devil Within

Mary's pov of meeting Silver (my oc) and how her feelings for the girl changed.

Tw: trauma, intrusive thoughts, mention of child death.

"Hellooo? Wakey wakey?" Julian snapped his fingers over the sleeping girl's face as she lay on the sofa. "Oi! Come on! I heard the Fresh Prince is appearing at the local disco! Actually he's probably drifted into obscurity by now."

They all stood in the drawing room, looking down at their newest dead housemate. Her violet glossed lips were perfectly sealed, not a flicker of a muscle as they attempted to wake her up.

When she'd first passed out beside Robin as the two had sat on the roof, they'd assumed it had been from overdue exhaustion after three days straight being awake. But nearly sixteen hours had passed since, and she showed no sign of waking, not so much as a murmur or shift as she slumbered.

"I tell you, she no wake up again until next full moonah." Robin tried to tell them; "It what happen last time."

"Poppycock! People's sleeping habits are not tied to the phases of the moon." Cap dismissed, skeptical. He tried poking Silver in the shoulder with his stick; "Now that's enough lazing about, young lady! Whatever game you're playing, it must cease immediately!"

The pink haired girl didn't so much as flinch at his booming voice.

Robin slapped his stick away; "Great job, that totally work!"

"If it's true then it's certainly extraordinary." Thomas said, seemingly convinced.

"She's like our very own Snow White. Did she happen to prick her finger before she died?"

"That's Sleeping Beauty, Kitty." Pat corrected. "Bless her. To get a whole month's worth of sleep in! You not seen anything like it before, Robin?"

The caveman closest to the girl, crouching next to where her head lay on the pillow, shook his head. One of his paws drifted over her brow.

"But then me also not see screaming woman fall out of window each night. Or dead man have separate body ghost." He made a point; "Lot of different ghost types. This one just sleepy moonah girl."

That last sentence came with an air of reverence as he brushed some hair off her face with his fingers.

Mary stood in the doorway, watching them all surround the young stranger. As soon as she'd laid eyes on that forbidden symbol on the girl's neck, when Robin had introduced her to them three nights ago, she'd ensured a safe distance between herself and this one who had been marked by the devil. No, worse than that it seemed, as she'd overheard the girl regail the others with the story of her life and how she died.

A witch. She didn't even have the decency to try to hide it. With pride, the girl had admitted to trying to commune with demons beneath the full moon. In her possession had been idols of false deities. The child had admitted to having cast spells, practiced scrying and burned offerings of incense.

Even after having been smited by God Himself for such foul deeds, it had not been enough to make the girl repent. If anything, she seemed to embrace her heathen ways all the more.

"We can put her in my room." Kitty offered, cheerily, "It will be like we're having a sleepover every night and I'll be able to keep watch if she wakes. I'm sure she already thinks we're best friends!"

"Oh you shouldn't befriend the devil's mistress, darlin'. This might be some devious trap, I's bet." Mary finally spoke up, her concern for her young friend enough of a push.

"Trap for what?" Challanged Pat.

"Well...so we all let's our guard down, then put ourselves to bed, so the witch can rise ups and steal the light of our souls!....Or somethin', I dunno." She shrugged. How was she supposed to know the plans of Lucifer or his kin?

As usual, they all dismissed her worries with dubious looks.

"She don't look like she'd be capable of much harm, Mary." Said Thomas.

"Indeed. Except for assaulting my poor eyes with that stomach on the show and those ghastly piercings and tattoos." Fanny cringed.

Mary pouted to herself, hoping she'd at least have the older woman on her side.

"I still don'ts thinks she should be restin' within the walls, she wills open up the gateway to Hell, I be sure of it."

"Okay." Replied Robin.

"I...Oh. What?" She blinked.

The caveman slid his sturdy arms underneath the nineteen year old's slender frame and lifted her up with little strain.

"She not sleep in house. Me think she prefer where put her last." He explained, carrying the girl through the wall and into the evening air.

The others all followed, mostly out of curiosity as not a single one had believed the prehistoric man's claims about where she had lay for the previous month. Mary nibbled her fingernails and hung back, telling herself she didn't wish to visit the little heathen's bed, that it was enough the house was clean of her. But then she found herself trudging after the others. Better to know where the devil lay to keep her distance.

Close to the boarder of Barclay's footpath and near to a stream was a mound of blue cornflowers that grew in a particular spot bathed in sunlight from the hole in the treetops above. A pretty site that Mary had visited many times, where she and Annie used to sit and talk. And now Robin was laying the slumbering pagan down upon it.

Her gut twisted and she resisted the urge to curse him for defiling such a beautiful spot. But when she watched his face as he looked at that the girl, it silenced her. There was a gentle softness in his tired, old face that she'd not seen shine so bright in many a year, perhaps not since Kitty was a small thing.

"Now she truly is Snow White! I suppose that makes us the dwarves." Kitty was beaming; "I'm Happy! Pat is Doc, Captain is Grumpy-."

"Excuse you, Katherine, surely I'm Doc as I'm the leader and Patrick is Happy. Fanny can be Grumpy." The soldier interjected.

"How dare-."

"Shh!" Robin hushed them all before the Edwardian could escalate matters.

"I thought you said she couldn't be woken up?" Challanged Julian.

"Shh not for her, for me!" The caveman rolled his eyes; "No surprise if she heard arguing in big sleep."

"He's got a point, we don't want to risk disturbing her dreams." Pat nodded. "Come on, guys, let's head back in time for What I Could Wear Today."

"And leave her all alone? In the woods?" Kitty frowned.

As pretty as it was now, she couldn't imagine the forest being that cosy at night.

"She not alone. Moonah watch over her. Me visit often to make sure dead animals not chew on her face, but they seem to know to leave her alone." Explained Robin, looking at the concerned Georgian; "It get big boring, waiting for her to wake. Best to just carry on. But visit when want. Sure she appreciate."

Yes, of course she would, thought Mary. The devil demands his servants make their pilgrimage to praise him at their blood shrines.

Taking Kitty's arm, she lead the naive girl away, attempting to take her mind off the wench. Satan would be aware how hungry for female friendship the pampered but emotionally neglected she was. Perhaps this was why he had chosen this form. One that would also appeal to Robin's need to protect and bond with over the moon.

They all returned to the house and everything carried on as normal, their new resident partly forgotten about for the time being. But Mary couldn't fully stop thinking about her, in the corner of her mind, lying there on that bed, alone in the woods. Plotting, no doubt.

"Oh! Me almost forgot." Robin said as he entered her room later that night, "Before Moonah girl go sleepy, she ask if you want to walk with her when she wake."

Mary tensed up; "Walks?! Whys she wants that?" To tempt her to fly on a broom with her?!

The furry man shrugged; "To talk to you, maybe? You run away going AAAAH from her before and refuse to be in same room. She think you no like her."

It wasn't as if she'd been trying to hide it.

"The child doth make mockery of all that was accused of me which caused my death! I denied dancing at the devil's sacrament while she be booking tickets!"

Robin merely chuckled, angering her more; "Ey, time change, world change. If lady want to be witch and make spells and praise moonah, she can and no be burned for it. Why that not good?"

"Because..." Mary clenched her jaw, struggling to think of an answer; "It be wrongs, that because! Thou shalt not suffer a witch to live."

"Well, she dead. So what problem?"

It wasn't enough. Witches were executed so that their souls could be cleansed in hellfire. That's why she remained in Purgatory, surely, because the Lord knew she was falsley convicted. But the girl confessed to what she was.

"I tells you, she be bedeviled and will doom us all."

Robin snorted; "Moonah girl not evil. Give her chance."

And open the door for Lucifer? Tosh and flaps.

"She may have charmed her way into yours and Kitty's affections so you be blind to what she is, but I sees it!" She seethed, "I sees the devil in her."

Robin merely looked at her for a moment. The shadows beneath his eyes seemed to grow heavier. Mary shifted, uncomfortably.

"What?!" She asked.

"Just...you sound lot like crowd at trial."

A chill ran down her spine. He didn't need to clarify what trial he was referring to. Never in her afterlife had she been so tempted to thump the boy over his scraggly mane.

"Get out, get out, get out, get out!" She ordered through gritted teeth until the savage fled.

How dare he?! It was not the same, not the same at all.

It was two weeks into the month when Mary knew she had to do something. One night, she had laid awake, tossing and turning on her bed. Something had to be done about the witch child, a bitter voice in her head whispered. A voice that was consumed by the unfairness of this girl's existence. That herself and so many like her were tortured and executed for being falsely accused of practices that silly wenches like her revelled in.

Facing her window on the moonless night, Mary had sank to her knees and prayed for guidance from her Lord of how to deal with this pretty little beast. How to prevent her from bringing down a curse once she awoke and attempted to bring her Craft into the land of the unliving.

Smoke ebbed from her fingertips. A crackle of embers beneath her black nails. Was that it? She wondered, gasping at the revelation.

Could she do it? Could she burn the...child?

No, not a child, she reminded herself. A demon in disguise. A trick of the fae. Not human. Witch. A real Witch.

Before she knew what was happening, she had left her room and was heading across the field and into the woods.

"Thou shalt not suffer a witch to live. Thou shalt not suffer a witch to live." She mumbled her mantra, the words coursing through her veins.

She came to the mound of cornflowers, their beauty dulled by the lack of moon and starlight this dismal night. The serene beauty of the spot had been lost for the moment, leaving a rather haunting and lonely image of a girl abandoned to sleep in the dirt.

Mary took a deep breath and stood over the girl. Closing her eyes, she channelled her anger and sense of injustice into her hands. Her nose wrinkled at the growing, noxious scent. The smell of her own charred flesh. Heat rushed to her fingers and she knew if she just concentrated hard enough, she could turn that energy to fuel and then flame.

She'd done it before, after all.

Never had she imagined she be using it for this such purpose. She opened her eyes to look at the girl's face. Pale, lips parted, eyelids and mouth painted the same shade of violet. Whore, a voice in her head echoed. Not her own but some of the gossiping women of her own village. The same ones that had laughed at her.

The same ones that had condemned her.

A slither of reluctance made her cringe. Was this right? Could she really do this? She blinked, truly looking at the body on the mound. Skinny thing. Almost to a point it raised some questions she'd yet to ask, if she was right to. Young, so young, more so than both Robin and Kitty. Still. Helpless.

Mary shook her head. No. Don't be tricked. The devil may come in the form of a helpless kitten but then reveal himself as a tiger.

Just get it over with. Scourge her from this place. To protect the others. To please the Lord. To redeem herself, maybe...

Her hands hovered above the girl, ready to come down, one on her head and another on her chest. Go for the brain and the heart. Cleanse them both with the flame.

Do it. Do it. Do it.

The girl screamed.

Mary's hands had not made contact. She recoiled back, startled, watching as the child began to convulse and cry out, as if she truly were being consumed upon the pyre.

"What? What be happening?!" Was she causing this? Was the devil trying to escape his vessel?

She stepped back, conflict aching in her chest as the girl continued to wail in distress, body juddering and arms flailing, as if fighting off some invisible assailant.

And then blood began to leak from her nose.

"What you do?"

Mary turned to see Robin behind her. She stuffed her hands beneath her apron.

"I dids not touch her, I swears!" She said, truthfully; "I dunnos what I dids but I approach and she began to scream!"

He moved past her and stood over the girl, reaching to grab her hand as it waved about wildly.

"Robin, in troth, I did not mean for this..." Yes, she had meant to do something far, far worse to the girl, but not....

The caveman raised a palm at her.

"It not you." He said, "Same thing last month. Came tonight to check if happen again."

Mary blinked. She wasn't to blame?

Robin pointed up at the navy sky; "It New Moonah tonight. Time when sky is most dark. Silver and Moonah connected, see? She give her peaceful rest most of time, but lose power when no moonah light to give."

He knelt beside the girl and stroked back her pink fringe as she wept in her sleep.

"Her nose bleed like this on night she die. It repeat, same as Fanny go jumpy out window."

But worse. Far worse, Mary could see that.

The girl's cries were near unbearable. The fear creased upon her pale face tugged at her heartstrings. This was the death that Robin had witnessed? He'd had no choice but to stand, useless, as this child's brain had burst and bled out inside her skull?

"I....I dids not know...." She hadn't even dared to think about it.

Robin shifted onto the mound and gently attempted to seize the girl's arms, allowing them to bat at him for a few slaps as he tugged her close until he was holding her against his chest. Mary watched, almost in awe, as he continued to shush her and stroke her hair. He no longer seemed to pay any mind as to why Mary had been out here or why her hands had been smouldering above her as she screamed.

His priority was the young woman. His moonah girl.

Silver continued to scream, tears and blood running down her face, but her fists no longer beat against Robin. Instead, her fingers, exposed above her velvet coverings, gripped at his furs for salvation.

"Shh, it okay, it okay. Me here, me got you." He whispered as he lay with her and held her close. His paw held her head beneath his chin.

And then he began to sing. That lullaby she always hears him croon whenever there's an eclipse.

"There be a light in the dark..."

Mary's arms then ached with the emptiness of space. The child-shaped hole. Twice, she had soothed a babe in her arms as they'd cried and wailed. First she, then he. She, taken by the angels before her second birthday. He, ripped from her arms before she was taken by the mob. When she listened to Silver's cries, she heard her own dead daughter crying from the fever that stole her away. She saw in Robin's face the desire to protect and comfort that she'd felt...

Guilt washed over her like a bucket of ice. Oh, God, oh Jesus....What had she almost done?!

There was no devil. No monster here.

No monster except her.

Robin seemed to remember her and turned his head; "You no need to stay. She be better by dawn. It not last long."

Already he seemed to have made a difference, the girl's convulsions having subsided, her screams now reduced quiet sobbing and sniffles against the wolf pelts of her companion. Her slender form looked even more diminutive next to the caveman, who was hardly tall himself. Just a kid who lost her life by an unfortunate bit of ill health.

Just a kid. A lost child alone in the woods...

"Mary? You 'kay?" Robin asked, noting her silence.

She nodded. If he knew what she had been intending, he'd never forgive her.

"Just....whats you said before. You be right. And Is will talk to the little'en myself when she doth wake." She promised.

For now, she turned away, not letting him see her tears, never letting anyone know of her shame. None save the Lord, who once she was back in her room, she would beg and plead for forgiveness, despite knowing she'd never grant it to herself.

[erika111111]

This will likely be my last post about the remake, but since it came out today and I was actually able to skim through a playthrough, I'll give my final thoughts.

First, the bad stuff, besides the millions of things I already mentioned in my previous post about the remake and why I hate it...

They call THAT an extended prolouge? There was like, 2 minutes worth of new content, they really played it out like it was going to be actually extended and fleshed out, showing Hannah and Beth as actual individual characters and not just "Josh's sisters" and show the roles they played in the friend group. This so-called extended prolouge did NONE of that. A couple of cute pics in a camera roll does NOT cut it. I thought we were gonna see the pre-party, I thought Hannah and Beth would have new lines, I thought it would be the length of a full chapter. You know, I thought it would do everything they said it was going to do, but go figure, they lied about that too...

Why did they make Jessica's breasts so big??? Nevermind, I know exactly why. Because Jess is supposed to have a great body and the assholes who made this don't think women can be attractive if they don't have giant boobs. That's absolutely disgusting, ESPECIALLY because she was quite literally modeled/mocapped after Meaghan Martin so they're literally insulting her body saying she wasn't attractive enough. What a dick move.

The music is a little off. Some say it's just for the streamer mode like how they have in The Quarry, so I guess I'll refrain from total judgment on that one.

I really don't like how they changed the character's traits. It seems like something simple and stupid to complain about, but the traits actually helped me understand the characters more, especially the ones without a lot of screentime/playtime. It's a change I'm not sure why they made, honestly.

Bro, did they leave an old picture of Hannah in there? At like, her most prominent scene in the entire game? I'm pretty damn sure the picture it shows of her/her tattoo after Josh recognizes her as a Wendigo is from the original. Please correct me if I'm wrong, but the picture didn't look updated. This isn't like, something I'm passionately furious about, it just adds to their incompetence.

I can't believe they changed Ashley getting Chris killed, as I expected based off the new trophy. Just leave the characters' negative traits in. Honestly, Ashley getting him killed as so much more to her character that a lot of people don't appreciate or understand. Which is obviously why they changed it but damn, I really wish they didn't cave in to all the negative feedback. It doesn't even really add up anymore, there wasn't even a flashback to Chris shooting her so you're kind of left wondering why she hesitated at all in this version. Like, she still cares about him all the same based on her reaction after he dies, so what the hell even just happened? They made it really sloppy and hard to understand. Everybody just wants Ashley to be a simple good girl because they hate complex female characters, but it was so much better that she actually was multi-dimensional. (And this is coming from a huge Chrashley shipper, btw, so I prefer the option where he doesn't shoot Ashley, but the alternate version helps showcase other sides to her very well.)

Some stuff I'm neutral about would be... some changes to the dialogue that doesn't really make a difference. The character's pictures in the Dr. Hill book are different but they had to do that because of the changes to the character designs/graphics. Shaking the snowglobe was cute, was it a reference to Rush of Blood actually?? Not sure how to feel about the new Wendigo sounds, they're less threatening but a little more human so it evens out. Also I liked the idea of the Hunger Totems but I couldn't find them all, I only saw three which all seemed pretty repetitive but I won't judge because I haven't seen them all.

Now to the very minimal good stuff...

I stand by my initial praise of the game, which I'm now mostly embarrassed to remember I once praised this disaster of a remake, but the graphics are absolutely gorgeous. That's undeniable, I don't care what anybody says. You know, that's why I wanted a remaster so bad, but instead I got a shitty remake...

Hannah reacting to the prank was actually pretty good. I liked the slow-motion zoom-ins of everybody before she runs off.

I'm happy they included the DLC scene with Matt and Emily. If this remake can do one good thing in its life, maybe it'll show people more sides to Matt and Em who couldn't see that content originally.

The pictures in the camera were cute. I'm particularly glad it showed Ashley and Matt hanging out because I thought they were supposed to be friends but they don't have a lot of screentime together regardless.

I don't know why but I really liked Emily playing the little instrument thingy. It was cute, lol.

Fuck it. Don't really have much more to say that I didn't already in my last post and I don't think I even have it in me to keep talking about this. Since day one it seemed like they just caved into every nonsensical complaint the fanbase had and just turned it into a complete mess due to pressure and incompetence.

And for context, before anybody talks shit, I watched the prolouge in full and then skimmed through the rest (that I didn't already see beforehand). As toxic as the Supermassive Games fanbase already is, I'm not surprised at all that the remaster defenders are extremely nasty and toxic already. Don't get me wrong, the haters in the beginning who hated it before there was anything more than an announcement were just as bad (and even some modern now haters too), but now there's actual reasonable criticism to be had and not a whole lot of reasons to like it. And this post isn't trying to force anybody to dislike or boycott the remake or whatever, you can have whichever opinion you want to have. But I personally need to vent about this. And maybe it can also shed some light on the changes in the remake for other people too. I'm just really sad because the graphics are beautiful and you can play it on different systems now, literally EXACTLY what I've wanted for years now, but they just ruined so many other things about it so I can't properly enjoy it... Maybe it'll grow on me or maybe I'll be such a slut for the good graphics, I'll give it a try, but for now, I'm just a real sad girl.

[bonesandthebees]

YEAHHHH LMAOO that was the only time I've sent an ask on anon idk why I was so anxious that day LMAOOO

Tho I will say I've debated asking this one question to u so many times and everytime I wanna go on anon but then I realise it would not. Make any sense . If I was on anon so I've just refrained from asking lmaoo (which wow brain as soon as I typed this I've forgotten the question. Good job brain)

ANYWAYS MHMHMHM it's of a strawberry flower!! It's genuinely just such a gorgeous tatt I'd want it for myself even if it wasn't matching so I feel very comfortable getting it in the case we ever split up or anything <3

OOHHH THANK YOU YES PLS FEEL FREE TO GIVE ADVICE I AM ALWAYS LOOKING FOR MORE both for traveling solo in another country (I am Scared) and also tattoo after care?? Like. It's gonna be above my ankle how careful of socks/pants should I be :000

I mean if you ever wanna go on anon to ask me something that's totally fine I get it, and also if you're ever worried about asking me something just know that if I ever don't want to answer a question for any reason (ie: the answer isn't something I want to divulge publicly, I don't feel comfortable talking about that subject, I feel like I just don't have a good answer, etc.) I just won't answer it. it doesn't mean I'm going to hold a grudge against someone who asks me something I don't wanna answer. I get it, people are curious or have questions or whatever and that's fine! if I don't wanna answer I simply won't and that doesn't mean I'm upset or annoyed or anything like that

oooo a strawberry flower sounds so pretty!! I'm sure that's gonna look amazing

okay advice time for travel + tattoos under the cut bc it got long

oh yeah I was gonna say you're from canada right? I think going through customs is a bit easier for US/Canadian citizens traveling between the two countries, but still good luck with the lines. other advice I have for traveling in another country solo... while you might consider getting your currency exchanged, almost everyone and everywhere takes card these days so as long as you have a card that can be used internationally (I believe mastercard and visa are pretty much usable in every country, although I'm sure if it's just between the US and Canada most cards are fine, just make sure to check). but also if you do wanna do currency exchange, wait until you're in the US to do that or else you'll get ripped off. once you're in the US just go to an ATM and withdraw cash from your bank account, and it'll come out in US dollars without the additional fee you'd get from going to a currency exchange place

OKAY TATTOO TIPS

I think most tattoo artists these days use second skin after giving someone a tattoo. it's basically a sticky thin sheet of plastic that the artist will put on top of the tattoo after it's finished, and usually your artist will instruct you to leave it on anywhere from 24 hours to several days. any artist worth their salt will properly explain how long to keep it on for, what to expect and look out for, etc. the second skin will protect the tattoo so you won't have to worry about it rubbing against fabric in the initial few days after getting it. although I'll say taking that stuff off is a BITCH it's like peeling a bandaid off but so much worse

however, your artist might not use second skin. out of my five tattoos, only two of the artists I've been to used second skin which is apparently unusual because from what I've heard from tattoo artists is that it's pretty much standard at this point to use it. however because only my latter two tattoos used second skin, I didn't realize that I have reactions to second skin that make it not suitable for me to use. you might have a reaction as well and that's ok! for me at least my reaction wasn't anything bad, it's just that I noticed a lot of redness around the second skin and when I took it off (earlier than I was supposed to) it left marks around my tattoo that didn't go away for 6 months. so yeah in the future if I go to an artist and they want to use second skin, I'm going to refuse because I've healed 3 tattoos perfectly fine without it. so if your artist doesn't use second skin (and tbh even if they do because you'll need this once you take the second skin off) buy some aquaphor. your artist is probably going to instruct you to wash the tattoo with antibacterial soap 2-3 times a day, and afterwards you should put a thin layer of aquaphor on top of the tattoo to protect it and soothe any dryness or scabbing. it might seem annoying to wash a tattoo so many times a day, but trust me once it starts scabbing you're going to want to wash it because it itches and the aquaphor calms it down.

having the tattoo on your ankle might be tricky since it's too cold to wear shorts, and the hem of your pants might rub against it. try to wear pants that are looser around your ankles (no skinny jeans or leggings) so that the fabric doesn't irritate it. and try to wear socks that don't touch the tattoo.

above all though, your tattoo artist should be able to tell you everything I just told you. don't be afraid to ask them questions. they want your tattoo to heal nicely bc that's their work! and just in general don't be shy to talk to your artist. my first two tattoos aren't bad by any means, but I don't love them because I was too anxious to properly communicate with my artist about what I wanted. don't be afraid to ask them to change something in the design, or if they put the stencil on and you want a different placement tell them! your artist is there to work with you so just talk to them :)

okay that got so much longer than I meant it to hope that helps!!

[irishhorse-blog]

Hi! always like your responses so just wanted to send this ask, but it’s ok if you don’t want to talk about it more because I know it’s #1 topic right now haha

Not sure how to feel on the video, at first it could’ve been anyone! Now add the dog in , similar layouts and then a later video that came out with tattoos.. it’s harder to say it’s 100% not real, there’s more doubt now

Regardless the nature of both “JK”and that woman and JK and JM is still unknown as of right now - but it’s like, have all these jikook “coincidences” been just that? we have no way of knowing for certain but it’ll just be a big surprise if things like the hickey, rose bowl, gcftokyo etc we’re just … bro things ?😂

seemed like everything between JK/JM was more than just a “ship” because things seemed real - clearly it could’ve been and they’ve broken up, but this video just adds confusion lol

(And in the end clearly Jimin is fine with jungkook because he’s also been very supportive this year)

So, I still haven't seen the video in question, and I suppose I should watch it so I can see for myself what the kerfuffle is all about. I don't know what it shows, whether it's believable in terms of being JK with some lady or other, or if the dog is Bam or not. Some things I know:

Furniture is mass produced. Chances are more than one couch has been sold that matches the couch in JK's apartment.

There are dobermans in Korea who are not Bam.

Nothing about Jikook tells me that they've ever been "just bros", that they've broken up, that they never were together, that they're on the outs, that they could possibly be seeing anyone else, that... anything the current narrative says is true.

Based on: hickeygate, Rose Bowl ear suckage, a hundred million moments of Jungkook looking at Jimin with the heartiest heart eyes ever, the inability of Jimin to have a live stream without mentioning JK, the absolute inability of JK to do ANYTHING without mentioning Jimin at least once, JK's hours-long JImin-a-thon, satellite Jeon, your are me I am you, shirtless birthday posts, semi-secret NY/CT vacations... based on all that, you cannot convince me that there's only broship there, or that there's anything less than total love and devotion, whatever form it takes. (And I still contend bros and buddies do NOT suck each other's necks and ears.)

I'm not worried. I'm not at all concerned about Jikook. I'm more than a little concerned about the so-called Jikookers who take the least little thing as a seismic event that shakes their whole world view.

Breathe. It's okay. The video is probably nothing. Think about the timing, too... JK just released "3D", which is seeing amazing success. Its loud, prosperous debut just drowned out the latest BP bragging point about YT views surpassing BTS or whatever they were on about yesterday. Suspicious that this sees the light of day on the very same weekend, no? Almost like someone is trying to distract certain sectors of a certain fandom from supporting JK and his single during this important chart-aiming time. It's just like all the sus "they broke up" horse shit shows up right when something new drops from the boys, or when some new Jikookery comes to light.

Don't worry. This is just someone being a troll and getting their little fifteen minutes of quasi-fame and shit stirring. Just wave them off like the gnats they are and trust that ten years of clear love and devotion don't vanish overnight.

Trust what your own eyes tell you. Trust Jikook.

[timeoverload]

I think that today was slightly better than yesterday. The day didn't start well at all. I had a bunch of stuff to do when I got there but I couldn't get my label printer working so I had to use another computer for a while and it was so inconvenient. I asked the morning team lead to help me with my printer but he was already in a bad mood so that pissed him off more. He was yelling about it and I felt bad for even asking him. He called my boss after that to see if she could fix it but she couldn't do it either. I didn't have time to deal with that any more for a while. People kept coming in to ask me sterilize things because a lot of stuff went wrong today. I didn't have time to wrap a bunch of total instruments but I didn't have a choice because they needed them for an earlier case since the rep didn't bring them in last night like they are supposed to. I was so behind all morning but it was hard for me to make myself care about it. I went to breakfast and I took a full 15 minute break because I'm tired of rushing all the time. I also needed time away from all of the chaos. Things got better as the morning went on. I had time to get caught up after lunch. I got my printer fixed before the afternoon rush and I figured it out on my own. The afternoon was pretty boring but I kept busy until it was time to leave. The time passed quickly today so I'm glad about that.

My co-worker got a tattoo at the shop on Monday because I suggested that she should go there. I told her that all of the artists there are amazing and that everyone is so welcoming and friendly. She really loves my tattoos. She was so excited about getting hers done and she has been asking me a lot of questions. I am glad she decided to come to me for advice and I think she looks up to me a lot so that makes me feel good. I'm glad that we get along well because it's hard for me to make friends. I think her tattoo looks very nice. I also noticed there were 5 flowers so I thought that was interesting. I'm pretty sure I counted correctly. I have been trying to send more business to all of you whenever someone asks me about my tattoos so I wonder if that has made a difference at all over the past couple years.

Anyway, I did buy food today even though I didn't want to. I got mashed potatoes at lunch because I was scared to eat their chicken again. They were good but I still paid almost $7 for that and a brownie. Whatever I guess. I'm just glad I ate something and it didn't make me feel bad afterward.

I had to make a couple stops after work even though I didn't want to. I made myself do it. I called my grandma when I got home because I didn't call her back on Sunday. I just wasn't feeling up to having a conversation at the time. I talked to her for an hour. She seemed to be in a good mood. It is hard for me to talk to her sometimes because she brings up my mom often. I haven't responded to my mom at all. Yesterday she sent me a bunch of messages and links to her videos. I can't watch them. She also called me a cunt so that's kind of shitty to hear from your own mom. I know she is sick but that doesn't make it any easier. I am just going to try to forget it and ignore her because that's all I can do. I think she has figured out a way to take care of herself so I'm not going to worry about that either.

I think I need to relax now because I have had a headache since I got home and it's getting worse. I hate getting headaches. I'm not sure what caused it but I want it to go away. I don't want to take medicine for it. I was hoping I would feel better if I ate something but that hasn't worked so far. I will keep drinking water. I'm probably going to get ready for bed soon and then I'm planning on sitting here in the dark because that usually helps. I really should go to bed earlier since I haven't gone to bed before 11 so far this week. I'm not sure if that is going to happen but I will try. I have a super busy day tomorrow and I'm not looking forward to it but I will try to make it a good day anyway.

I hope everyone else has a wonderful day tomorrow. :) Thank you for listening. 💖💖💖

[jazwritesalot]

20 Questions for Fic Writers

Tagged by @wingsonghalo (I'm using my fandom account for this ILY)

1. How many works do you have on Ao3? 69!

2. What’s your total Ao3 word count? 372,792, which is about what I thought

3. What fandoms do you write for? Currently it's BNHA, FMA, and Mob Psycho 100. But I have also written for Soul Eater in the past and may look into revisiting that series.

4. What are your top five fics by kudos? Auras Tell All, Shaken, Not Stirred, Mocha Choco Latte, Of Ink-Dipped Petals and Tattooed Hearts, and Salted Caramel Doubleshot

5. Do you respond to comments? I try my best to! Sometimes I get behind on it though.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? Ignoring all of my Soul Eater fics, since they're old and I somewhat want to rewrite them, I think the angstiest ending would be To the Moon, my only Hanako-Kun fic.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? Right now, I think the happiest ending is my Camie/Jirou fic, mother tongue, which was written for the @novapulsezine. But, most of my fics have a happy ending.

8. Do you get hate on fics? Not really. I think I'm pretty lucky.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind? You know it ;) And I write a wide spectrum of it, but mostly it's KiriBaku or ShinKami smut when I do write.

10. Do you write crossovers? I've dabbled with it, but never have posted anything.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen? I don't think so, but I can't quite remember, LOL.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated? None yet, but that would be fun!

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before? I suppose you could say I have. Back in the SE days, I would RP, and we would turn the RPs into fics.

14. What’s your all time favorite ship? I think if we go back to my roots, my favorite would be Yoh Asakura and Anna Kyoyama.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? Teenage Dirtbag, my FMA HS AU fic. I've had plans for it for years, but never can seem to get the words on paper TT_TT

16. What are your writing strengths? Description of settings and internal dialogue

17. What are your writing weaknesses? Probably action scenes-I feel like they tend to fall flat. But, there's always something I could improve upon in my writing.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic? I think that it would be okay as long as it's thoroughly checked to make sure what you're saying is accurate. I tend to shy away from it, just because I don't want to offend anyone.

19. First fandom you wrote for? On AO3, it was Soul Eater. In general, it was probably Twilight or Ouran High School Host Club with my friends during classes in middle/high school.

20. Favorite fic you’ve written? It's a tie between Mocha Choco Latte and Shaken, Not Stirred. I love both of these babies and they are my heart and soul.

I tag @hyuge, @lifeform286, @kitkatrix, @kittywritesfic, and whoever else sees this and would like to participate!