#i'm an editing addict now...

[molotovgrifter]

ain't nothin' but a car thief

[mooph]

i've started binging 911 for the first time and oh yeah oh boy i see what they mean. i understand the 36k buddie fics on ao3 😭

[icewindandboringhorror]

Little bright colored outfit with a fun vest ~

(shoes from ebay like 10 years ago. everything else is thrifted)

[chiarrara]

who up happying they new year rn

[utilitycaster]

For two totally different reasons though both obviously musical I'm thinking about two musicians who were in the punk/alt scene and write (semi) quiet indie songs now and I wonder if that's Ashton's future or if not, what it will be.

[yujeong]

kpanniversary2024, prompt 1: Fate

Vegas felt it the third time. There had been hints the first two times, brief sensations on his skin that had gone away the moment he had paid attention to them. Not that he had done so for long; the image before him had been far more important. The next one wasn't brief. Pain sudden and sharp circled around his groin, the intensity of it increasing the more Vegas continued enacting punishment devoid of reason or substance. It became so unbearable, it made him gasp and drop the jumper cables he was holding on the floor. Pete stopped screaming. He lifted his head and stared at Vegas, his gaze steady despite his current state. Barely able to stand, to breathe, to be. And yet, there was recognition in those black eyes of his, hidden beneath his bangs. There was realization on his face, slipping through his bland expression. It burned Vegas' insides, more so than the electric waves that had coursed through his body. Later, the slap he received for his mistakes cemented the reality he desperately wanted to deny, but couldn't. Vegas faintly heard Pete hiss as his father's palm came in contact with his cheek, leaving marks that would stay there for days afterwards. The embarrassment he felt was worse. Neither of them said anything about it. The word bond never left their mouths. Perhaps Pete hated it, too. Perhaps, he didn't want to admit what it meant - what it could mean - either. No matter. Vegas would just have to get more creative in how to make Pete suffer until he'd be satisfied. And if he got hurt in the process, so be it.

(A little snippet from a cool fic idea me and @wretchedamaranth plan to write one day ❤️)

[the-himawari]

A3! Seasonal Event Translation - A Mechanical Christmas (8/11)

*Please read disclaimer on blog; default name set as Izumi

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Kumon: It’s finally our turn! I wonder if lots of people came to watch?

Omi: Why don’t you take a quick peek if you’re curious?

Itaru: …It’s full of normies since it’s Christmas day.

Izumi: Why does he sound so irritated…

Tsumugi: It’s a happy sight to see, isn’t it?

Masumi: Director and I will head over there too.

Izumi: Hold it. You’re about to perform, you know!?

Kumon: It looks kinda cloudy, doesn’t it?

Omi: I sure hope it doesn’t rain.

Homare: Aha! It has come to me! What do you say to taking a commemorative group photo!?

Izumi: Huh? Right now!?

Homare: It is some sort of destiny that these members have gathered together…! Should we not leave a memento for ourselves? Please do the honours, Omi-kun—.

Omi: Errm…

Masumi: There’s no time for that right now.

Kumon: You’re the one saying that!?

Homare: But I do not wish to forget our feelings on this day!

Tsumugi: I understand how you feel, but we are, in fact, about to start.

Omi: In that case, let’s take it afterwards. I’m sure we’ll be able to take a great photo after the play has finished.

Homare: Indeed, you make a good point. We shall take it after then!

Itaru: That’s THE Homare-san for ya.

Homare: Now then, shall we head out? Let us show everyone our breathtaking stage!

-pause-

Izumi: (The stage is set in a city where the world has run out of resources and everything is being sustained by machines—) (And humans are no exception. A pair of inventors who live in this city have acquired mechanical bodies and have lived for a considerably long time.) (This is the story of Albert, the inventor, and Samuel, his assistant—)

Louis [Itaru]: “…How’s your left hand doing now?”

Albert [Homare]: “Yes, it moves without any issue.”

Louis [Itaru]: “Good grief. Just how were you using it that caused it to break that badly?”

Albert [Homare]: “Failure is an inevitable part of invention. In that regard, no matter how much this body may fail, it can always be managed through maintenance.”

Louis [Itaru]: “Even so, it’s still your own body? It must be scary when parts get blown or torn off.”

Albert [Homare]: “Not at all? My pain reception is blocked, so I don’t feel a thing.”

Louis [Itaru]: “That’s not what I meant.”

Albert [Homare]: “…Ah, but I suppose I still do feel a bit of discomfort in my chest. Or should I call it a heaviness?”

Louis [Itaru]: “Ah, as I thought. Just applying oil and removing the dirt isn’t cutting it anymore. By the looks of it, you’re quite worn down…”

Albert [Homare]: “By that, you mean?”

Louis [Itaru]: “Next time, you’ll have to replace your parts—"

Samuel [Masumi]: “Master! Have you finished your maintenance?”

Zackary [Omi]: “Our maintenance over here is done.”

Louis [Itaru]: “I’ll wrap up here then. Remember, alright? Make sure you come to my workshop next time.”

Albert [Homare]: “…”

*Louis walks away*

Samuel [Masumi]: “…Was there an issue?”

Albert [Homare]: “Fret not. I simply need to go to his workshop next time because I have to replace my parts. Such is necessary once every few decades.” “It is like what you folks call a vaccination.”

Samuel [Masumi]: “I see!”

Zackary [Omi]: “Isn’t that a bit different?” “Anyways, it would probably be better to get your parts replaced, wouldn't it?" “In our case, our mental health also depends on the condition of our machinery.” “If Albert swaps his parts out, then I’m sure his grumpy face will also lighten up a bit.”

Samuel [Masumi]: “I see! So that was the reason why Master has never smiled even once.”

Albert [Homare]: “Don’t teach him such hogwash, Zackary. I was born with this visage. I have always been this way even before I was mechanized. It is too late to ponder whether it can be fixed or not.”

Zackary [Omi]: “Haha. You can never take a joke, can you?”

Albert [Homare]: “Samuel. So, how did your maintenance go?”

Samuel [Masumi]: “Yes, sir. I learned a lot working on the clock tower!” “I was invited to work on the maintenance of the Christmas Tree next time as well. Um, is it okay if I go?”

Albert [Homare]: “Yes.”

Samuel [Masumi]: “Thank you very much! When I’m doing my maintenance, I realize all over again how wonderful the machines you created are.” “They’re delicate and efficiently beautiful. Yet they’re powerful…” “I’d really love to watch you as you work, Master. Won’t you teach me how to do maintenance work too?”

Albert [Homare]: “I specialize in creating.”

Samuel [Masumi]: “But you haven’t made anything in years…”

Albert [Homare]: “…I plan to complete a new work soon.”

Samuel [Masumi]: “Huh!? Are you serious?”

Albert [Homare]: “Yes. I intend to build a snow machine.”

Zackary [Omi]: “A snow machine? You made a machine that sprinkles fake snow a while ago, didn’t you? They’re planning to use it a lot again this Christmas.”

Albert [Homare]: “The one I am planning to build will create real snow.”

Samuel [Masumi]:  “Real snow…”

Zackary [Omi]: “Another one though? That doesn’t sound very useful…”

Albert [Homare]: “If you want a useful item then I have made countless of them. There is nothing wrong with making something for myself for once, is there?”

Zackary [Omi]: “…”

Samuel [Masumi]: “This city is always clouded with steam, so you can’t see the sun nor stars. That’s why fake snow is all I’ve ever seen.” “But you’ve witnessed real snow in the past, right, Master?”

Albert [Homare]: “Yes. However, only once, back when I was a human.”

Samuel [Masumi]: “If possible, I’d like to see it too. That sight that you saw once before.”

Albert [Homare]: “…Is that so?”

Zackary [Omi]: “You better be ready to wait patiently then. For us, the concept of time is rather loose. After all, we live longer than humans do.” “Albert’s machine might be completed tomorrow, or maybe centuries from now.”

Samuel [Masumi]: “Ah, good point. Then maybe it would be better if I also got myself a mechanical body…”

Albert [Homare]: “Don’t be foolish. A long life is nothing but tedious.” “And you, Zackary. Don’t spout such things to tempt him. That technology has long since disappeared.”

Samuel [Masumi]: “Huh? Then Louis-san…?”

Albert [Homare]: “He is only capable of performing the maintenance to extend my life. Only his father and grandfather posessed knowledge of the technology behind mechanization.”

Samuel [Masumi]: “Oh, I see… right, now that you mention it, you and Zackary are the only ones in this city who have mechanical bodies.”

Albert [Homare]: “…Do not worry. I do not intend to make you wait for long this time. Its completion is imminent.”

Samuel [Masumi]: “Really! Oh my goodness, I can’t wait…!”

Albert [Homare]: “I will get straight to the point. There are some things I require for its production. Could you please procure the items written down on this note?”

Samuel [Masumi]: “Yes, sir!”

*runs away*

Zackary [Omi]: “…Are you planning to leave such an adorable apprentice behind?”

Albert [Homare]: “I haven’t the faintest clue what you are talking about.”

Zackary [Omi]: “We’ve known each other for decades now.”

Albert [Homare]: “…If you already know, then do not stop me. I get to choose the time it all ends. That is the advantage of this body. Is it not?”

Zackary [Omi]: “I see. That’s the difference between you and I…”

-pause-

Izumi: (And so, Albert and Samuel diligently work on making the snow machine.) (That being said, Samuel’s main tasks were simply to take care of Albert’s personal needs.) (While he would occasionally have him fetch parts or make adjustments, Albert mainly worked alone.) (He hadn't had his apprentice for very long, and he wasn’t the type to diligently teach someone step-by-step, after all.)

*knock, knock*

Samuel [Masumi]: “I’ll get it, Master.”

*opens door*

Samuel [Masumi]: “Hello… Oh, it’s Ryan and Joseph!”

Ryan [Kumon]: “Hello!”

Joseph [Tsumugi]: “Apologies for interrupting your work. Ryan insisted on coming over to invite you today.”

Ryan [Kumon]: “C’mon, if we didn’t hurry up and ask him then his plans might've filled right up!”

Samuel [Masumi]: “Plans?”

Ryan [Kumon]: “Sam, let’s go to the Christmas Party at the square again this year!”

Samuel [Masumi]: “Ahh, I’m not so sure about that…”

Ryan [Kumon]: “See, nii-chan. I knew today would be too late to ask!”

Samuel {Masumi}: “Ah, that’s not what I meant. I was going to help my Master this year, so…”

Joseph [Tsumugi]: “Don’t tell me he’s not even going to let you take a break on Christmas?”

Samuel [Masumi]: “No, that’s not—"

Albert [Homare]: “Samuel, let us wrap up here today.”

Samuel [Masumi]: “Huh?”

Albert [Homare]: “You may go out as you please on Christmas. I can handle the development on my own.”

*walks away*

Samuel [Masumi]: “Ah, Master…”

Ryan [Kumon]: “Sorry. We interrupted you, huh…”

Joseph [Tsumugi]: “This interruption came at just the right time.” “Albert doesn’t need any breaks himself, so he must be working Sam to the bone, right? I can’t believe he wouldn’t even let you take a break on Christmas…” “Say, I’ve mentioned this before, but won’t you come work at our place?”

Ryan [Kumon]: “Nii-chan, I told you to stop bringing that up already!”

Joseph [Tsumugi]: “I mean, this isn’t the only place where you can invent things. Am I wrong?”

Samuel [Masumi]: “But this is the only place I can learn my Master’s techniques.”

Joseph: “I know, you know. It’s already been years, if not decades since he’s last made something new, hasn’t it?” “While I’m sure he used to be an impressive inventor, his passion and heart have long since rusted.”

Samuel [Masumi]: “…”

Joseph [Tsumugi]: “I know you’re working hard since you want to become an inventor. So I don’t want to see you rust away the same way here.”

Samuel [Masumi]: “…Thanks for worrying about me.” “But… that’s exactly why I can’t leave this place right now.” “Now, for the first time in decades, my Master is immersing himself in development. I don’t want to miss seeing the completion of this great inventor’s newest creation.”

Joseph [Tsumugi]: “…”

Ryan [Kumon]: “Wow, that’s awesome! As excepted from Sam’s master.” “Ah, then I guess you're still gonna pass on the Christmas Party, huh…”

Samuel [Masumi]: “No. I’ll go to the Christmas Party. There’s something I’d like to see.”

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[swordwife]

woe. more feh edits be upon ye

[unpopularvivian]

Incorrect Ttte Quotes 621:

*Edward is playing as Flutter from Dandy's World and only has Percy with him, who is playing as Vee in the elevator on Floor 22*

Edward: Kay....

Edward: I have nothing in the item slots, I need some good items right now...

*Dandy then comes up from the ground with 2 stopwatches and a chocolate bar for sale*

Edward:

😭 I tRy NoT tO k@Ll MySeLf~ 😭

[p1princess16]

Problably watched this edit waaay too much...

NOT MINE

Credits to Leeloue on Pinterest( please let me know if they're on tumblr)

[depvotee]

2025 it's the year of the self indulgence it seems like....

[thethistlegirl]

Slowly making my way through my friends' WIPs with these...

@nade2308writes's procedural/crime drama was a perfect fit for a TV series format!

[reformedmercymain]

Hey has anyone gotten videogame in infinite craft btw? I'm trying so hard to make videogame because I've got ninja & such but I'm so fucked so far 😭😭😭

[ultward]

the pain of having a fully finished fic is looking back on it and going "augh i wish i could have done all these things instead"

[silverview]

i've (basically) finished my long & elaborate chardee edit but it's impossible to upload to tumblr with my crappy home internet so i have to wait and upload it from uni. driving me crazy bc i worked SO hard on it & wanna share it :(

[forcebookish]

239 topmew fics on ao3 only 84 actually just about them*

*i also excluded the forcebook tag because i don't want to read anything by someone tagging actors for no reason lol