#idk what tag i used previously sorry

[prima-after-dawn]

Ok how do we feel? How are we feeling about first-time hypersensitivity in Cybertronians?

[jinstronaut]

this is also why i stopped using my tracked tag for a while tbh

[talkorsomething]

want to cut my hair again like you wouldn't believe. What are the possible consequences of going bald

[starberry-cupcake]

Here we are again!! Let's get to it!!

previously, in noni del 9:

this happened

this is the tag for all tlt recaps

I'm loving that many of you are adopting the "está en un cumple" phrase, living for that

CHAPTER 4 (seventh house skull 👀)

it's another day in this planet and everyone's up for their routines

they all travel together, then pyrrha goes on her way to work

camolive go on their way to do what they do

undetermined what it is they do, to nona's pov

camilla can do whatever she wants, though

you go queen

and nona goes to school for her unpaid job of assistant

when she gets there, kevin is playing with plushies

we love kevin

and hot sauce is staring out the window in suspicion like this

how many cartoons with eccentric kids in school can I use to illustrate? we'll see, I have a lot to pick from

anyway, apparently there's people watching from another building

0 discreet, if kids are spotting them

this, coupled with the seventh skull, gives me ideas

so nona asks if they're watching her, to which hot sauce goes "why would they?"

nona says she doesn't know

not sure if she says this because she's in a cumple, as previously established, or because she doesn't want to give too much away to hot sauce

who seems to have all the brain cells of the school

hot sauce is on the case, though, and says she'll investigate

but has to delegate that to nona during science class, because nona has dog privileges and can go outside to the blasting heat to see if something happens

today was the first pool day of the summer for me, so I feel that and thank her for her service, because heat is terrible

also, the science teacher, aka the angel, comes in looking as worse for wear as daniel craig in the majority of the movie queer

here everyone has weird names

except for kevin

we love kevin

you know, that might be why I'm having trouble with this one, I feel like I'm not in my element enough in these recaps

because everyone has weird names already and I can't do my bit

I'm failing you, I'm sorry

my power is wasting away

so, anyway, the teacher is not looking good and nona thinks maybe it's a hangover but hot sauce says the teacher doesn't drink

nobody questions her knowledge

ever

are they torturing the teacher for information on nona????

have they been spotted????

also, everyone says nona isn't pretty and nona insists on her being pretty, which makes me feel like this is gideon in harrow's body, but who knows

it'd definitely be fun if she is and has to own up on all the times she's said she's beautiful and kissed her in the mirror and whatnot

camilla wrote like 6 pages about that, which harrow should read, if that's the case

the only thing nona sees on her stakeout is a person who she thinks might be a dead body, because they're very still

but decides they aren't, because their nice clothes weren't stolen from them

I'd think the exact same thing, that's sound judgment imo

and the person isn't there when they leave, so that's disquieting

a worse thing than a sus person is not knowing where the sus person went

CHAPTER 5 (nine house skull!!! everyone stay calm!!!!)

nona and camolive go back to their apartment

I'm picturing something between the infinity fortress from getbackers or the heaven's arena from hunterxhunter

(camilla would kick absolute ass in both of these)

anyway, nona is instructed to try doing bone stuff

she asks what camolive were doing and when they said talking with friends, nona asks about "crown", who she says she loves

I assume "crown" is coronabeer because corona is crown in spanish and nona knows multiple languages

she describes her as: smelling like cinnamon, having nice hair, having nice breasts and being big and pretty

that could very well be coronabeer, so I'm sticking to my hypothesis here

palmolive says that they're not friends with coronabeer right now, which ok?????

I think coronabeer was going full BOE last time we saw her? but judith was not, so idk what's happening over there

ALSO

this is the first time I remember hearing coronabeer described as "big"

I think I, of all people, would remember that

I'm immediately giving her extra points for that

I'm not looking into fanart yet for spoiler reasons but I'm gonna take this one adjective and run with it because I'm starved for representation, ok? ok

palmolive writes down about the "breasts" comment, which I'd also write down, because that's such a gideon thing to say and focus on

I don't think harrowbean has been preoccupied with boobs quite as much as gideon has

also, nona doesn't remember why she knows what cinnamon smells like

in my top 3 smells (I have such a list), cinnamon is my nr 1, so coronabeer is winning a lot of points with me on this day

who would have thought????

making a new version of this meme I dropped on this recap with her new name

they also talk about "the captain" and palmolive says he doesn't like her too much

so that's judith

I stopped being super hard on judith when I found out she was as much of a gay disaster as most people in these books

in other news, palmolive can do some necro stuff still and it doesn't hurt camilla when he does it

which is what's really important here and what really matters

they have the timer so that palmolive doesn't hurt camilla by overstaying his welcome in the temple of perfection that is her body

apparently, the blue light in the sky doesn't hurt camolive either

nona says she loves camilla and how she moves

also gideon behavior

the first time gideon saw camilla fight, she thought she was friend-shaped

I mentioned it on this recap

palmolive agrees about camilla's moves and says he misses seeing her

now you know how I felt during half of harrow, palmolive, it was painful

you were in a man cave in the river at the time, but still

ANYWAY, IT'S LOVING CAMILLA TIME

EVERYONE, GET IN LINE

pyrrha is immune to the light in the sky because she's a lyctor

(they don't use that word)

but she has "the wrong soul"

because og!gideon and her switched and he died

(they don't say that explicitly but I'm filling in the gaps)

nona asks if she has the wrong kind of soul or the wrong kind of body

which we don't know, neither palmolive nor me

she also asks if that's why BOE doesn't want her and palmolive says that they do

and nona adds that she likes commander we suffer

who was named in the dramatis personae aka guest list at the start

and she's part of something palmolive calls "ctesiphon wing"

palmolive has mixed feelings about all of these people which, I guess, in this social context, being a necro narc undercover would do that

not that palmolive would be fighting for emperor asshat anymore, but I assume there's tension between the sides still, being the oppressors and all

which might make things somewhat easier for coronabeer, since she wasn't really a necro to begin with?

judith is probably fucked, though

rip judith

nona says that palmolive doing necro stuff makes her sad, which is kind of what I'm saying

I'm guessing regular folks here would hunt necros for sport if they could, as evidenced by the kids

palmolive tells nona to give camilla a kiss in the second right-hand knuckle

and, apparently, this falls into the "nona can read, understand and replicate body language to perfection in an instant" category

because she apparently did this the first time and camilla had a bit of a breakdown about it

they give me qpr vibes, camolive

I'd marry them as a package if they'd have me anyway, I'm not backing out because palmolive is suddenly an addition

I passed the sixth house audition, maybe I can pass this one, who knows

I can write a detailed CV with color coded references to what I can provide to this association

ANYWAY

under the "nona can read people's bodies and replicate things" umbrella, gestures fall right in

she's in a cumple and she can read people's bodies and gestures and replicate them as well as tell if someone's full of crap and lying their asses out

and she likes coronabeer's boobs

all important details to think about

and that's it for now!!!! see you on the next one!!

[selfship-confession-box]

Hey everyone!

so its been.. *checks watch* a little over a month since my last post. i am not yet posting confessions again yet, but expect the queue to start up again within maybe a week :-) i have a break from school soon, so i decided to start this account back up again.

but, as i said, confessions will not yet be posted. This is because i want to take the time to get other mods on this account, because it is admittedly tiring to run this account by myself =_= though, the form i have previously mentioned, has not been made. i think it would be simpler if those interested simply dmed me and stated what they'd help the account with. (aka im lazy and dont really want to make a form lollll)

the max amount of mods ill take is mmmm. 5, perhaps. ill post whenever the spots are all taken. feel free to dm me anytime about wanting to be a mod ^w^ (when dming me, please state a signoff youd like to use :-] just for simple things... like if u write smthng on the tags u can sign that off idk. also to put ur pronouns in the intro post :3)

also, unimportant! but, i would like to recommend a song album i enjoy quite a lot :-] its called BURN PYGMALION!!! by The Scary Jokes, and I thought some of you guys would enjoy the music as i do! (also check out their others songs too if ur interested..... sorry i really like this band lololol)

anyway, back on topic. ill list the tasks that mods do below the cut :-) have a good day/night, fellow selfshippers! and stay safe.

TASKS

Queue confessions, of course

Update the anon list

Reblog selfship content that we are tagged in (or your own art :3)

Answer dms (if there are any- its a rare occasion honestly)

(If i forgot anything to add on the tasks, please let me know- i feel like im forgetting something XD)

and also! for mods!

[berrysemifreddo]

First of all I need to thank my artist friends @meizze-art and @annarielmidori for leading me into this brilliant software... (it's so much better than Photoshop goddang)

Like I mentioned in my previous post, I was doing a "research" this morning...😂I took notes of artworks that I really love the style of, and then also took notes of the ones that I wasn't a fan of. I also wrote what feature I'd like to learn. My note looked like this... (please don't misunderstand, these artworks are all amazing in their own way, I'm only making notes on their artstyle to decide my personal preference)

And second of all sorry it's not a Hogwarts Legacy character😂When it comes to the process of learning, I'd prefer practicing on the faces I'm most familiar with, and...that's just Dan. I'm not sure if I should switch to my Dan Stevens content only account because if I tag my friends there it'll be a bit weird...so...

Anyways, because this is literally the first time I actually do a rather "serious" colored digital art (previously my experiences in drawing are only limited to traditional methods, and most of them are either b&w pencil sketch or copying manga panels/manga art with colored pencil/copic marker), and I just got this pen tablet a week ago, so umm...I'm still exploring. This one took me too embarrassingly long, idk exactly when did I start but probably 6 hours or something. I used this photo (my favorite screenshot from "The Guest"...) as reference:

I admit that I acturally traced some part of it (like the sihoutte of his hoodie, and hair shape overall), however during my drawing I realized I actually cannot directly follow his face's jawline's contour, because the proportion would look a bit weird...so I sort of redrew that. Also on the eyes, originally I wanted to do a full realistic size, however I noticed that if I used the actual eye size, there won't be enough space for me to emphasize his eyes, so I enlarged them a little bit. I guess I'm still...leaning towards modern anime style more?

I checked my "research notes" (🤣) for many times and in the end I basically just did a 4:6 mixture of Vinland Saga and Variable Barricade (???), I wasn't planning to reference Vinland Saga in the beginning but I really really want to add his unique "aegyo-sal" in my drawing but most of the works mentioned in my notes don't really have it, so I experimented a lot and...well, Vinland Saga's method sort of works...

Managing layers is a real pain in the ass. Like previously when I was only working on Photoshop I didn't really have to deal with so many layers that constantly requires modification, and now it's like...I need to remember which is which and the logic and order of putting different parts into different layers.

(This screenshot was taken before I changed the gaze direction. In the original screenshot he was not actually looking at viewer, but I feel like it's gonna be more "fetching" (???) if he's looking at viewer, so I basically just cropped out the eyes and paint the area white and masked the cropped out eyes and fixed some details )

Well, this is only my day 2 of using CSP and I haven't even watched any tutorials of what's the proper way of drawing this kind of anime...hopefully I could get the hang of it soon.

[20dollarlolita]

20dollarlolita pattern school step 3) prep and pattern selection.

NOTE: Here's a link to the pattern school discord. If this link has expired, please message me off-anon and I can send you one. I like to get to know everyone in the pattern school and so I don't let too many people in at once, so that I don't get overwhelmed.

So quick summary of where we were: Pattern School is a project that I'm working on in this blog, and that has an accompanying Discord server. The purpose of Pattern School is to teach people, though hands-on experience, the consistent conventions that sewing patterns use. It also teaches basics about how to transform patterns into designs that do what you want them to do. Pattern School is divided up into steps. Each step builds on the skills of the previous one, and each one teaches new elements.

Here's the pattern school tag, in chronological order.

In step 1, everyone follows a commercial pattern with notches, grainlines, and written instructions. This pattern is for something that is not fitted to a human body/is not multi-sized. In this step, we make sure that everyone has a basic foundation understanding of how commercial patterns are made. We choose a non-fitted item so that selecting the correct fit and adjusting for body shape is not necessary. If the student wishes, an additional challenge for step 1 will be to look at a pattern, see if it's usable in lolita fashion, and make good fabric and trim selections to make a usable lolita item.

In step 2, we take a pattern for pajama pants and use it to create bloomers. This step introduces the basics of pattern manipulation. We go into how to remove seam allowance, measure ourselves for fullness, and assemble a garment from a modified pattern. Once again, there is a challenge of choosing good trim and fabric options to build a usable lolita garment.

In step 3, we will be making a lolita or lolita-adjacent garment for ourselves. This garment will be a fitted item, and it will have a closure. What's a closure? Closures are something that opens and closes to allow the wearer to get in and out of the garment. Closures can be zippers, button plackets, hooks and eyes, IDK freaking magnets or something, if you want to put velcro as a closure then more power to ya, but your garment needs to have some kind of closure. I've made resources for how to put in zippers, but other closures are probably also acceptable. Pullover elastic is not a closure. We are making a garment for ourselves because it's a lot easier to make a fitted garment when you have the body you're using right there with you at all times. If you are always with another human being while you sew, you could probably use them, but the critical component is that you have the body accessible to you all the time.

This time, the challenge is also to make something that either can be part of your lolita wardrobe, or that forces you to choose and style something that has a lot of lolita fashion aesthetics. If you want to pick a lolita-adjacent concept, like Aristocrat or Fairy Kei, you're probably fine? If you're doing this on your own, the person who decides if you're cheating is you. If you're in the Discord, you can ask if something's acceptable and like 15 people will disagree with it before tagging me and then I make up an answer on the spot. I firmly belive that Ouji is just lolita with pants and doesn't need to be stated separately.

I previously made a very long list of garments that you can make EGL fashion with, but it's older and some of the patterns are out of print. So, here's a few hours of me going through the big 4 pattern website and finding stuff that has potential.

Dresses:

Left | Center | Right

So quick note: my image editing software kept refusing to function with images off simplicity.com, so we're going to alternate between funky screenshots and semi-competent images. I'm not sorry.

Left | Center | Right

Any time you're making a lolita dress from an existing dress pattern, you'll need to check that the skirt will hold our petticoats. Frankly, most of them don't. You've done the bloomer step, so you do have experience with this kind of modification, but I'll do a tutorial later about checking this and drafting your own skirt onto an existing bodice. For step 3, doing a commercial pattern for the bodice and then following a web tutorial for the skirt totally counts. What we're looking for in a dress pattern is the ability to mod it into a working lolita dress. Please note that Simplicity 8444 (the pirated-but-not-pirate lolita dress) and Simplicity s9735 (the “why'd you use Derpy-chan??”) dresses are not eligible for Step 3, as they are both elastic pullovers.

Top Left | Top Center | Top Right Bottom Left | Bottom Right

Blouses: However, Simplicity 8444 and s9735 both have blouses that work for step 3. If you want to build the JSK on your own and then follow the blouse pattern for step 3, you're good.

The McCall Titanic looking thing is a really fun blouse to make for this, and it's got a back zipper, so if you're not confident in your button-sewing then it's a good option.

Any button-up that goes all the way to the neck has some lolita potential. M8463 is actually pretty loliable on its own.

Top Left | Top Center | Top Right Bottom Left | Bottom Right

Vests are easy to make, don't take a lot of fabric (so you can use some really fancy fabric and have it not break the bank). You're going to have to find a good reference image for lolita but they're really good for ouji and aristocrat, so they get a category.

Top Left | Top Right Bottom Left | Bottom Right

I've just always wanted to make my own lolita coat so they get a category. Once again, you're going to need to double check that the flare fits your skirts.

Left | Right

Welcome to the weird shit category. There's a costume shop near me that sells these funky bolero steampunk things and I've always wanted to put it in a coord, so it's on here. The other one is a top that you could probably use as the top half of a JSK, so if you want to make a coordinating skirt then you could have some fun separates. I think handmade lolita needs more coordinating separates. They're a real thing but I want them to be more common.

So that's in no way a complete collection of patterns you can use, but I hope that's got some kind of inspiration about pattern. My test garment was made off an etsy pattern. There's plenty of other patterns out there. This was just the fastest way for me to showcase some patterns that do work.

We'll do a little more about looking at style lines and finding how to understand this a little better in the future, but for now here we are.

[rabbit-parasite]

Intro post!!

”Ha! I’m never impuls…is that a yo-yo?”

^art by @/kamikan

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Hi hello!! My name is Hase but nicknames work too :P (note that I do not go by Yuichi or Usagi, please do not call me either.)

This is my side blog (wowie) somewhere where I can ramble on about stupid things, interact with my friends, and share some of my kin memories/feelings. (Truthfully, I’m going to be very lenient with this blog because it’s mainly an ask blog)

KINFAAAAAMM🫶 (I’m so sorry for the tags guys I wanted to re-do this)

Lima bean (Leon) -> @thebettertwin-obviously

Dontron -> @don-a-tron9000

Old Lima bean (old Leo) -> @dis-in-disaster

Dontron 2.0 (old Donnie) -> @aster-in-disaster

Not apart of the kinfam but I’m legally obligated to include her (the bestie) -> @secretlytherealsonicthehedgehog

Boundries + other stuff under the cut^^

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Boundries!

Before we start I'd like to say that I am NOT a roleplay blog. I'm a Yuichi Usagi fictionkin, not a roleplayer. I'm still a teen IRL and will block you if you're weird.

Do NOT send me asks about romantic relationships with other characters from my media, (or frankly, any other media) as I do not see them that way and I am aroace.

You can send in any asks you want! Art requests, questions about myself or my media, you can even just say hi! Anything that isn’t weird or previously stated to be off limits is on the table, go nuts!

I have absolutely no problem with doubles or mediamates! (it would actually be so cool of you to,, idk,,, interact maybe /nf)

I also love to discuss my media! I don't have bad memories/feelings tied to events (that I'm aware of) so genuinely don't be afraid to ask me things about it!!

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Tags!

I'll be a little more organized on this blog, so here's what tags will look like:

My own art (often reblogged from my main account) will be under # 🖌️ my art

Fictionkin memories or feelings will be under # 💭 memories

Ask games will be under # 🫐 ask game

Me answering questions will be under # 🫐 answered

Me talking about random shit or just other stuff will be under # 🍰 rambles

ME INTERACTING WITH THE SILLIES # 🫶 kinfam

Other tags will be added as I use the blog more^^

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Other!

Gender is weird, but my current pronoun preference is he/him and bun/bun's. You can use other pronouns as well (like it/its) but just don't use she/her.

My main blog -> parasitic-anomaly

Casey blog

[blingblong55]

Match -John 'Soap' MacTavish

Based on a request:

heyyy :D I'm kind new round here but wanted to request something :3 [idk if there's rules to this u don't have to do this] could I plz request masc!reader x dom!soap fluff? like just cute stuff? light teasing but other than that they're just being cute together? idk he's my comfort character anyways love you <3 *mwah* ---- GN!Masc!Reader, fluff, dom!Soap?, established!relationship, teasing? ----

A/N: Honestly, I'll probably come back to this one and rewrite it so if its absolute shit, I'm sorry

You were the scientist on base, Soap was in charge of watching over your section. "So, what's this do?" he points to a beaker with green liquid. "Don't touch it, if dropped it will burn your skin." You said with a neutral tone. "Love, c'mon, yer think I'm that dumb?" he walks over to you. "Is my pretty scientist that worried she is dating a dumb soldier?" his arms wrapped around you. "No," you smile, giving up that neutral face you had previously. "Good, you know, bonnie, if yer were dating another smart guy, yer wouldn't have this much fun," his hands trailing down to your inner thighs.

You walk away, "I'm busy Johnny," you remind him and walk to the cabinet. "Oh, is my little nerd too busy for their boyfriend?" You look at him, "I'm not a nerd." He chuckles, "Let me fix that," he clears his throat, "Is my big dummy too busy for their boyfriend?" he smirks. "Shut up," you laugh lightly.

Your lab coat off as you begin to write on the files. He leans on the door frame, arms crossed as he gives you that teasing look. "You look so cute when you think, my little dummy" he chuckles and inspects his gun, but keeping his gaze on you. "You know why it's bad to tell a chemistry joke to a chemist?" Another joke he'd say. "Because they always react" he begins to laugh hard. You can't help but laugh with him. He walks over to you. "C'mon darling, what'da say we head back home and I teach you how to use me?" Blue puppy eyes on yours. "Johnny, don't start. I'm seriously busy," you brush him off but he can't have that.

He leans over the lab table and watches you, his calloused fingers playing with your lab's badge. "You look so cute in this picture, you'd look cuter if you had even shorter hair." He brushes your hair and smiles. "Even shorter? No way, I know where this is going. I'm not getting a mohawk," you chuckle. "Oh c'mon, imagine how cute we'd look, me with my mohawk and you with yours, we'd be the perfect couple." He smiles and winks.

"Mm, no." He chuckles, "Fine, love." His warm lips on your cheek, "At least let me get some cuddles after this. My little dummy deserves some cuddles for being so smart," he whispers by your ear. It wasn't that he wanted to pull you away from your job but he knew you'd been working on the research for over 12 hours and he knew rest was much needed. He of course had luck, with you and him walking back to your quarters and cuddling. The bed sheets are warm, his arms holding you tight as he brushes your hair.

"You think we can go and annoy the LT?" "Want to go do it now?" You suggest and he grins "I call shots in annoying him at dinner." "Only if I can tell him some terrible joke that makes him mad." "Deal." And so you both go to the common room and annoy Ghost, something that has become usual and fun for both of you. "You two are disgustingly made for each other." Ghost says as he is squished between both of you. "We know," Soap and you say at the same time, Soap giving you a soft kiss on the forehead.

A/N: Not really proud of it but I do hope you like it at least <3

Tags: @queen-ilmaree @sad1st1c-wh0re @stupendousstrangerdreamer

[chaoticbuggybitchboy]

Hi!

I kill anti vaxxers on sight

I do not answer donation asks and do not reblog most donation posts. For my mental health. Seriously.

Nicholases: Anthony Mikey

Nicks: ant; glow

Gender: wobbly (transmasc enby)

Pronouns: ey/vey/zey/they/he any just get silly

Orient.: aro/ace

Status: queerplatonic whore

Age: minor ig

Pronouns Page

Blinkies

Languages: English (native), Spanish (decent), Romanian (bad)

Brain Stuff: OCD, psychosis, bipolar disorder, and suchlike

Physical Stuff: hyper-mobile Ehlers Danlos Spectrum Disorder; postural orthostatic tachycardia syndrome; migraines

DMs?: I’m awkward and may not answer at all. If I don’t say anything after like, two days just assume I either forgot or was just uncomfortable but didn’t want to say anything. Feel free to try again if u want with something else I might reply then. I’m an unpredictable feral rat about DMs sometimes. Idk. Don’t assume I hate you.

Tone tags?: yes

Asks: anything nonsexual and not asking me for money I will not respond to those

Flirting/compliments?: non romantic and nonsexual

Swearing: I swear so much I don’t always register the use of the word fuck and my phone has autocorrected ‘duck’ to ‘fuck’ before.

Previously pinned post: horses

My overly active ao3: ant_is_in_an_anthill

My neglected art blog: @ants-awesome-art-blog (also present here tagged as ‘ant art go brr’)

My danger days fic specifically: endangered gays fic (yes! That’s me!! I’m that guy!! Yippee!!)

Side blogs:

@cherri-cola-soda & @broken-acid-in-the-morning-light & @moth-moon-the-whore & @dead-spider-in-the-sun & @crazy-yellow-bitch (kjrp)

Things I talk about pretty consistently:

- danger days

- Myself

- My danger days fic

Blog tags and more abt me under the cut

Things I talk about sporadically:

- Dracula

- The Historian

- The end Cretaceous Extinction Event

- Star Wars

- TMA & TMAGP

- Languages

- Bears in trees

- Other assorted music artists

- My intense craving for a Mikey Way 2012 fender bass guitar

Tags (I’m still sorting my blog so it’s sporadic and more will be added)

Chaoticbuggybitchboy - literally anything I said words on

Some blogs I interact with semi regularly have their urls tagged

Malevolent ant - me thinking about malevolent whenever I remember to listen to it (sunny I’m so sorry)

Complaining - me. Complaining. About anything and everything

I have a couple levels of vent tags there’s mild vent and cw vent

Infodumping in the tags again - what it sounds like

Ant activated - things relating to world events and general activism stuff

Making up words - for when I’m making up words again

Me when he /p - me posting about a boy I like. I’m sorry. Not stopping.

Ayudame - when I need help but in Spanish

Wtnv rambles - welcome to Nightvale, where I ramble.

Ant the space cadet - Star Wars talk

Showing and telling :] - yeah

My posts that hit it off - ones that took off in some way

My hit bit posts - the two(!!!!) posts bears in trees official reblogged

Marigold corpse fic - a different thing I wrote, also up on ao3 :]

Ant makes polls - get this I make polls

Danger days tags:

Danger days the true lives of the fabulous killjoys - umbrella tag for all danger days content (yes I chose the longest possible tag)

Endangered gays fic - my massive fic series and anything at all related to it (including when I ramble in the tags so remember to check there if ur interested)

Loosers au - “like a cigarette”

Danger days - general danger days; not associated with my fic

Danger days art - art

Ddttlotfk - album stuff talking about the songs rather than the lore

Cosmere tags for my own sanity:

Ant in the cosmere

Ant on scadrial

Ant in the final empire

Ant in the roughs

Ant on roshar

[konaanaria13]

ALRIGHT. So first of all, No I don't know what this is or who it is about. Second of all I was listening to twenty one pilots and imagine dragons and then I switched to two feet and I was writing with that so I present to u what ever the fuck happened there.

Its basically Royal Bodyguard and Princess now Queen. This doesn't have a backstory but it should start with her accusing her Bodyguard who she has had for years on no end of poisoning her even though it obviously wasn't him!

And then just heavy smut yep yep yep!

MINORS DNI

Warnings: mentions of violence, being shot, stabbed, cut, sewed up again and so on. Death of characters and the following trauma. Just heavy sex along with biting, first time with each other, blowjob(male receiving) begging.

This was not written for a specific Character so I'm gonna tag some of the tags that I have previously written for or I'm fond of at the moment

I haven't Grammar checked it either so....

If you don't like something  msg me and I'll correct it...

Also may or may not be expecting a part two...? Maybe if you guys want it idk sorry for long introduction

Thanks!

"I always stood by your side. I fought! I almost died several times! I have scar's that we're meant for you! I have the knives of the poor souls trying to stab you saved in a locket so that if you the princess wants them she can use them even if they have my blood on it! I have every bullet that was aimed for you In that stupid locket to I should probably return them though!" She took three steps back.

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"I did not. I never ever ever. Even think of betraying you!" His voice echoer lauder than meant to in the room as he took three steps forward.

"I had my stomach sewed shut more times than you can count! And still I'm standing here having to tell you that I'm not the one who tried to poison you?! How can you even look me in the eyes?!" It was probably the first time he was hurt in years. His fingers almost started to tremble before he remembered who he was. She had already started crying but tears wouldn't help her because the only person who could help her was the one she accused of killing her.

"I was the one who stood with you when she died! When your father died! But know when your up on your little thrown you forget it all!? Why? Because people are trying to kill you? What is it something new?" In a quick motion he had taken his shirt of and the first time she saw all of the countless scars which we're supposed to be her like he said.

"Do you see them? I'm fucking scarred but you believe I'm trying to kill you when all I have ever done is love and protect you!?" He was down to his last words when she fell down on her knees and he was soon to follow her holding her up and making her look at his face.

"I would never hurt you?! How can you do this to me?" He asked and her tears fell on his hand and sweet voice turned into the most painful scream and his heart felt like it was about to break apart.

"Don't cry for me" he begged and she almost threw up before being able to talk.

"I can't have you do this anymore" she cried and his hands cradled her hair slowly turning his harsh touch into a soft and loving one as if a switch had been pulled.

"I can't have your blood on me please just go! I can't have you die on me please!" She begged back Her voice made him want to start to cry but he kept reminding himself not to.

"Please please i can't have you die, please don't leave me, please please i need you? Can't you hear me leave go away I'm letting you go! You can't be in any guard! Your gonna live on a farm in the east, with flowers and a pretty wife who can make you those cookies you like-" she was trembling in his arms.

"You make those cookies!" His lip's escaped a cruel laugh

"And somebody who can kiss all your scars without having to remember all the faces of the one who did them! I'm sorry I just can't-" he was absolutely raging in fear.

"I'm not gonna die. Never. Just please don't do this." He asked softly and she hit her head against his bare chest her fingers holding onto his thighs cursing.

"Im not somebody that you deserve to die on not after what i've done." Was all she brought out her tears drying on his hands.

"You haven't done anything you weren't supposed to do-"

"No you said it yourself. I'm a spoiled little girl who now has to do things for herself. My fathers blood is on my hands. My mothers blood was always on my account and she, my best friend. died for me because I couldn't keep my mouth shut. And you have all these scars that I'm supposed to have. I'm supposed to be dead not the countless men that have fallen in an attempt for my death. And now I'm the fucking queen how many days can you survive? One? Two? I'm not risking you, not anymore. Your done." She had pushed his touch back even though it made her want him more.

"Your leaving. Your gonna go. And I swear if you come back I'm gonna find a way to actually hurt you and I don't mean in a physical way." She panted her tears we're long gone now the only thing that coused her checks was a light blush and anger.

"No. No. You can't do this. I'm not gonna go, you can't make me. I pledged my life on yours." he was already standing as soon as she wasn't sitting anymore and his anger tuned to fear.

"Please just go!" He was already back to her and his hands we're back in her hair his forehead pressing on her's and her hands tried to take his of by his wrist's but even if she was stronger than him wouldn't have worked.

"Just let me-" she cut him off by pressing her lips on his the sweet sound of his voice turning into a whimper and leaving him stunned.

"Please go" she asked kissing him again.

"Please I don't want you to die." She let his hands go and pushed him back by his chest in the weak moment but it only took a second of his look for him to be back on her and her hands running through his hair.

"If I'm dying that means your already dead" He says his hands grabbing her waist and pulling her closer while she muses a muffled moan.

"Your leaving." Was all she responded and he made her walk backwards until her back hit the wall his fingers coming up underneath her shirt and unclasping her bra and taking her shirt of with it. His lips attached to her throat and bite into her skin until her throat made out a gagging scream which meant he left the bite mark to make more on other places.

"I'm never going to leave you." He kissed so many kisses down her neck that she moaned and her body grinded into his.

"Jump" he held her up in the air confidently and his fingers might have left marks.

"I'm gonna kill you personally if your not gone by tomorrow" she warned and he laughed while his tongue ran over her exposed nipple, one of his hands came up on her breast and she tucked at his hair making his head fall back when he tried to bite her again.

"Your done." She said and kissed him again his hand almost dropped her when her tongue ran down his neck lowering her to have free access to everything she wanted.

"I'm always gonna be there for you" He said and she kissed his body down, he did eventually let her go back down on the ground and this time he didn't follow her when she went down on her knees opening his belt and taking the gun away from him, he let his hand stroke her hair.

He kisses didn't stop and nor did her tongue as she stroked his cock tasting his precum on her tongue. Letting him sit on her tongue for a while before starting to suck his tip, she started in a slow motion making him give her some groans but as soon as he hit the back of her throat the groans turned into soft moans that he seemed to be embarrassed about. He didn't let her make him cum because after too many whimpers and moans, He whipped that proud smirk of off her face as he fucked her roughly against the wall her moans sounding more like scream's pretty fast and her face now only filled with tears of physical pain which he simply kissed goodbye and made her ride out her high watching in delight as she begged him to move his hips and not make her do fucking push ups.

His lips attached to her breast and her fingers ran over and over over his cheeks her mouth tasted salty from the tears and cum which he made her lick clean off his dick.

She stayed on him pretty much all night laying on the soft bed, sometimes kissing some parts of him but mostly just listening to his reassuring whispers and her whispering the things back in the same careful and tender way.

-K<3

[womenloverlmao]

What I write for:

Criminal Minds

Scott Pilgrim vs. the World

Twilight

Rory & Kieran Culkin

Other things if/when I feel like it

What I will write:

SFW—fluff, angst, platonic, and romantic. Whatever you or I feel like

NSFW—smut, specific kinks inside that, certain injuries/murder (in specific context) drug use? Does this go in here? Idk.

What I will not write:

Rape. Not censoring, might get flagged but oh well. I will write CNC if it is previously spoken of but even that I’m slightly weary of.

Blood play. I’m not sorry.

Anything to do with needles. Drugs, bees, yeah… it’s weird. I might write like a piercer/tattoo artist fic but I won’t go into details.

No incest and shit

Please please please don’t request anything about a character trying to say ‘I’m your god’

I do take requests! I know I don’t write much anymore, I lose will quickly, but I do.

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I don’t have master lists because I can’t figure out how to make one… sorry.

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Focus, Mr. Necrodopolis!

Focus, Mr. Necrodopodlis! | Zed x Reader

insane!zed x OC (idfk how to do tags)

warnings: smutty smut smut

oh my goon! okay but seriously idk if this is ooc, please lmk

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He finally had him. His little (well, not really) greyscale hands around the smooth feeling flesh he’d learned at a young age to call “skin”. The waist he had his fingers bunched around wasn’t overbearingly skinny, but it was curvy enough that he could grip that skin so nicely, feel the arch on both the sides and the back, and leave a mark from hard, zombie-d out grip. He didn’t even need his Z-band to become so deeply infatuated with that sweetly scented flesh, to be quite honest. Getting that pretty boy on top of him and making that skin slap and crack from contact was just enough to make the notable maroon veins and shadow seem to appear out of nowhere. This had been a dream of his for the longest, and it had finally seemed to come true. Alas, it did not.

“Mr. Necrodopolis!” the new teacher, Mr. Zanzibar, woke Zed right out of his dream. Of course Zed despised the drowsy, rule-following voice and demeanor of his zombie teacher, Mr. Z, who was nothing short of an extremist in the studies the Seabrook High faculty let him get his hands on. He had learned to tune his teacher’s old shrieking out, but the meter stick slammed firmly against his desk was evidence of more than one distractor.

“Sorry teach, just a lil-” Zed began. “I did not ask you to explain your teenage dismissiveness, I just ask that you pay attention in my class!” Mr. Zanzibar reprimanded before leaning down. “Some of us aren’t fortunate enough, or young enough anymore to win human hearts by running the football field. Some of us have to earn our place.” he whispered, but he might as well have just stuck to his usual yelling. Everyone in all of his classes agreed Mr. Zanzibar should NOT have been a teacher. It was just a simple fact. It wasn’t necessarily that he hated teenagers, but he absolutely loathed their loud, time-consuming technology; their weekend parties that parents KNEW about, their weird devotions to cheer and not actual academics, their clothing with rips and tears, their whiny voices or deep voices that didn’t sound right when they held conversations. Okay, maybe he does hate teenagers, but that doesn’t matter anymore. It’s not that Seabrook is just excessively hellbent on integrating zombies and humans, but the fact that they realized their superstitions and laws were not very fair. Previously, both Mr. Zanzibar and Zed were just seen as purely zombies. No crossing over, no interaction, so what did it matter? After months and months of hard teenager work, it was something unheard of. Mr. Zanzibar did in fact know what he taught, and he excelled at memorization and relaying information, so he was hired. Just like it’s common knowledge that Zed is the best football player all of Seabrook has to offer. His zombie instincts are just the tip of the iceberg on top of the gorgeously built physique and impressive power, not to mention smooth personality and charming attitude that blew socks off. Zed wasn’t a boaster, but if you asked, he’d humbly go on and on about things he could do and everyone would love it. That’s just what integration brought for him and all other zombies. It also meant the same for new lovelier, hairier beasts…

And that’s exactly what Zed’s mind had been on all week. Wolves had recently been admitted into Seabrook High. Was everyone affected? Absolutely. Was Zed affected? Without a doubt, but his affection grew and transformed into little burgundy and lime green butterflies unlike everyone else's. Wade. That pretty, beautiful, alluring boy Wade. That delightful little ball of sunshine and fur was such a heartstopper for him, and he never even understood why. To Zed, Wade didn’t have to walk with much confidence. Wade was honestly a shyer person than most, but everyone else thought he was extremely breathtaking, therefore having the rungs of popularity’s ladder climbed for him. He had medium length hair with the signature wolf streak, and Zed had honestly just wanted to grab a fistful of it. He could already smell it anyway, a swirly fragrance of chestnut and sappy but beautiful branches. With time, he finally approached him and they had such an amazing conversation. Zed’s surprise and obsession began when he learned of his little crush’s after school activity: cheer. No longer did the rambling and bumbling have to hold until that morning bell rang again each day. No longer did the constant peeking and blushing have to continue behind books of Seabrook history, which was mostly just pom poms and use of vanilla. Now-ha; now? Zed just had to tuck that sweaty practice shirt up and waddle on over to his favorite boy, but it’s not like he could focus then, either. It was no secret that Wade was into different things, or different people, essentially. When he soared from the cheer lift, nobody noticed how tightly his purple jersey-knit shorts stuck to his sweaty thighs. Nobody noticed the beads of sweat on his small but noticeable abs, just trailing below the crop top he donned for every practice. Nobody but Mr. Necrodopolis, that is.

With time, Zed stopped reveling in his dreams and focusing. The end bell rang, and he bolted up from his seat to dart as fast as he could to the boys locker room. Even if he couldn’t steal little covert glances at his crush on the field, they both did it in that changing center. Wade’s shorts went down to his scruffy, black underwear and Zed would take small peeks at what he thought to be something so round and supple. Zed never intentionally flexed, but when his muscles contracted in an attempt to open the lockers, his werewolf crush would stare at that shirtless brain lover. Zed knew things were complicated with Addison as well, so these dual sneaky eyes would have to be held until he reached his destination, and he was just about to feel partial release. As he made it into the locker room, the deep reds of his jacket slithered themselves into the zombie boy’s cheeks. Zed was never one to be shy in times of attraction, but that hand flew with such elite quickness to his mouth. He surprised himself with how much he could change for a boy who wasn’t Addison. A boy who wasn’t his boyfriend, a boy who he never even thought to tell anyone about.

“Zed!” Wade cheered, smiling like the human epitome of sunshine. He immediately dived in for a hug, bringing the wolf strength out to grip Zed by the waist. They bubbled cheek to cheek, and Zed felt his heart flutter just as quickly. “I know you say practice is soooo serious, but you should really come watch one of our cheers, please? I get to be flier, cause Lacey said I had the legs for it.” he chuckled, just trying to find conversation with the green-haired boy who showed him ultimate kindness. While it may not exactly seem like it, Wade had a part in he and Zed’s shared affair. He just didn’t know how big of a part Zed put him in.

“Well Lacey is no liar.” Zed giggled for a few seconds, before finally realizing and just starting his stumbles. “I-I mean you, you just have the body for cheer. Wait, I’m sorry, that didn’t come out right eit-”

“I get your gist.” Wade chuckled back, those signature fangs almost shining. As the two boys changed, another little piece of material shined in Zed’s eyes: Wade’s shorts. The synthetic fabric just gleamed and shimmered, but it’s not like his wolven crush had taken notice anyway. He picked up the shorts without a sliver of hesitation, realizing Wade was in fact changing with another pair, and realized he had what he called “the good pair”. The one’s he saw him soar and flip in. The endless somersaults, standing back tucks, and back handsprings that led to a slight jiggle in his rear, which, again, was something that nobody else noticed, but Zed paid ultimate, undivided attention to. “You coming?” Wade asked the distracted zombie, already changed out. Zed perked up, throwing the shorts into his taller locker with a quickness that didn’t require a Z-band swipe. All he could do was make little exhaled noises and breathy laughs with hand waves, but he never actually answered the wolf boy, who now walked out of the locker room. Leaving Zed all alone in the open, he just began to lazily kick his shoes against the linoleum floor without any pure thought behind those eyes. 

He didn’t wanna do it. He truly didn’t. It’d be wrong to do, because then Wade would be super angry if he ever found out what happened to his shorts. He’d probably never trust Zed again, and that’d be terrible, and Zed couldn’t live with himself knowing he’s good at apologies but bad at presenting them. He’d say sorry, but feel incomplete too-and the guilt that spiraled from lust? GOD.

But that didn’t stop him.

The firm press against his dark denim jeans was evidence enough that he couldn’t be stopped. It pressed, it throbbed, calling out to Zed to relieve that rocky pain that hid in his maroon boxer briefs. It was a signal of both arousal and desire. He could leave it be to shake and tremble in his now seemingly tight underwear, or he could whip it out and rub one out. Those would be perfect answers, cause he was alone and with his thoughts. But this…this was his chance to finally feel a piece of Wade. To press it against his nose, sniffing and inhaling that fragrance of his little furry lover. To let the smell delve deeper into his nostrils and fill him with so much lust, just thinking about the walking and jiggling Wade did in these shorts, it was enough to make those pretty zombie eyes roll back so far into his head that he could see his own brain. He couldn’t take it anymore, and one hand was left to roughly grip the practice shorts that he hadn’t planned on returning for at least a couple of days. The other hand flew at speeds unknown to his jeans, just desperate to make that zipper dangle. No…no. He needed full release, and he wouldn’t get that just by half-assing the exposure. He undid his buttons with maximum efficiency, swifter than he had before when he was late to practice scrimmages and had to change. He pawed (get it) his pants down to his ankles, clumsily stepping out of them in case anybody saw what he had only intended for one sharp nailed-canine. His shoes weren’t so much of a burden, and those came flying off with mere lazy kicks, along with his jeans. They stayed bunched on the floor as if someone was still standing in them, but that was the absolute last thing on Zed’s mind. He had to do this quickly, but still savor that sweet moment he had planned to endure for the longest. It wasn’t enough. He gripped his clothed dick, massaging and pumping through his underwear so hard that a wet circle had already emanated from that beady tip. His hands flew to his balls even quicker, giving them a familiar grasp to let them know it was time to make him feel alive. He stroked and stroked urgently, not even allowing his underwear to become one with his jeans when he had planned to step out of them. Until he began to slide down the locker, grasping at the cold metal, did his boxer briefs then slide off, and out sprang that well-endowed cock. It bounced at an impressive length, with the tip swelling to a guessable dark garnet. It bobbed and heaved, the veins looking like they were in excruciating need of some touch that Zed hadn’t given into yet. He didn’t need “time” cause he didn’t have “time”, so this was gonna have to work. 

It only took one pump from his sweaty palms, and he had precum dripping down his fingers. Breathy little “fuck’s” and “oh my god’s-” were all that could be heard, even through the cloth of Wade shorts, and that was because everyone’s favorite football star was fixated on the smell that carried in the garment he took. Zombies didn’t have a keen sense of extraordinary smell like wolves did, but boy could they find what they wanted with their noses. Zed took advantage of that with all the breathing in he did. While having his nose ravage the shorts collected at his face, he just jerked himself off. The feeling of rubbing his dick to a permanent ecstasy, all because Wade traversed his thoughts. Stroking felt so much better this time, and with his hand rubbed up and down the length of his cock, it felt like nothing he had ever experienced. He found his thumb inching toward his large tip, trying to smooth out the translucent precum over his slit. He pumped a bit more, but masturbating with his hand alone was not enough.

His nose would just have to endure. He would remember that simply entrancing aroma, but his dick wasn’t gonna remember any feelings that didn’t come from inside Wade once that load was blown. And so the wolf’s shorts were brought down, jumbled up like never before, and clothed over Zed’s length. His hands gripped the shorts and his cock simultaneously violently, almost as if his plan was to print himself onto the fabric, which was impossible; but he didn’t see it that way. With intense fervor, he started to fuck the shorts. Humping and humping mindlessly, just desperate to penetrate something. His hand clutched up against the metal of his own locker and he almost crushed it, using zombie strength that had nothing to do with the Z-band to subliminally pound a part of Wade out. Zed couldn’t believe it. He made the shorts his fleshlight, a mere tool just to help him get off. His brain’s switch was completely turned off, and it was evident in the way he thrusted with complete violence. His dick felt amazing, though. The warmth, the friction; The way the material moved up and down his cock, making his skin tingle. It was only a while before he became zombied out, and it wasn’t from any issues with technology.

It was NEVER enough. He had to cum, he had to feel Wade so deep. He maneuvered himself onto the ground, taking the shorts with him, and he began to drop his hips roughly with each thrust. His pretty little eyes became orbs of pure white, the pupils taking their breaks to fly all the way into the back of his head. So..much..slobber was spilled. His obsession fueled his sexual desire, and he felt that deserved orgasm become a little knotted rope in his balls. He grabbed the floor, prying at the linoleum as if it would come up from his grippy attempts. It just might have if he continued, but he didn’t care. He’d gone all day, he was being good. He needed to release it, to feel every single last nerve telling him to cum, cum deep in the clothed pocket he created to nestle his dick in. With that, Zed felt it even more. He began to huff and growl, slobber just dripping, and his groans were signs of weakness. His walls kept shrinking and shrinking until finally, our pretty boy fumbled. 

“FUCK!” he whined and whimpered like a little puppy. It was actually attractive the way he fell and buckled when his orgasm washed over him, and he always knew he had big ones. Rope after rope of his spermy load spilled into Wade’s scented shorts, just making the fabric all more sticky and ruined. He kept thrusting until that release was extracted, technically giving those little shorts what he wanted to save for his shaggy boy. Zed wanted to breed Wade deep, but if he never could, this definitely sufficed. 

“Zed?” that sweet little voice called, and Seabrook’s best player finally realized what predicament he was in. “A-are you okay? I thought maybe your Z-band might’ve messed up..” but Zed got right up, wiping off his sticky mess, and tucking his softening cock back into his underwear with a swiftness nobody had seen.

“Y-yea, Wade. I’m fine.” he muttered, finally changing out into his practice clothes. Zed began to dart out of the room before realizing his mess was clean, but the evidence was the part of the scene he desperately wanted to keep. So, without a speck of hesitation, Zed stumbled back. With a quick snatch and weave, the shorts ended up in his football bag, tucked away beneath even more sweaty clothes that Zed had stashed, which was very unlike him.

Much to his dismay, Wade never did go in the locker room. Catching Zed in the act, or at least nude, was out of the picture. It could’ve gone further, but, when running his fingers through his spiky hair, that same football star was just glad he got to finally experience a piece of that gorgeous boy.

[daisyglips]

hiii so @//pansear-doodles (idk if they want to be tagged but they seem really cool and I don't wanna bug them) has this anthro au that gave me brain worms, so I decided to throw my hat into the ring with some ideas I had for an anthro au of my preexisting rain world au idea (the found family one everyone seems to like so much)

every iterator is basically a metropolitan area, with the outer expanse being like the country. fp is like... used by everyone as a means of ascension now, and people who acquire too much damage to go on are given the option to die. that's what happened to survivor (vivo) and monk (marigold)'s parents. (also parental units are common, yes but slugs are asexual by default bc I didn't want to give artificer a dead mate lol, poor girl has been through enough.) moon is broken down still, but is very well taken care of, and I'm debating on whether or not it was still pebbles' fault...

spearmaster (sabry), rivulet (ripley), and hunter (sayda) all move in next door to artificer (asiya), gourmand (gundruna), and their foster kids atm (previously mentioned vivo and marigold.) they're all pretty cool and everything is chill for a while, until this unsettling and traumatized child from the horribly forlorn sliver of straw district moves in with the foster parents. saint (seraphim) is deeply off-putting, but no one can place why. surely, nothing is going to happen as a result of welcoming them into their little friend group...

anyways WOW that's about it. they've been on my mind a lot recently sorry aisghsshsh

[starberry-cupcake]

*doing a recap as I suffer listening to my football/soccer team go through it in another tab, I'd wait but I want to finish day one of nona today because Things are happening tomorrow*

previously, in nona del 9:

this happened

this is the general tag for those catching this recap loose in the wild

also, I don't wanna put this person out there like that, so I'm not sharing url, but I want to apologize personally to them for not starting these recaps from the beginning (I didn't know this was going to happen)

and also please don't let me deter you from reading these books if I'm unfunny, I can't live with that burden

please read them anyway

I was telling @lady-harrowhark how I feel I'm embarrassing her in front of fandom famous people and now I feel I'm embarrassing all of you, I'm so sorry

CHAPTER 6 (sixth house skull babeeeyyyyyy)

people are having trouble with the economy, employment and political strife

so, we're not doing a lot better in the future, is what I'm hearing

this is not the sci fi future I'd like to see, folks

some people are like "at least with the houses people knew who had to pay them"

I think we've all lived in situations where we had to hear someone say something like this

camilla asks nona if she would want to leave to the idyllic farming fairy tale pyrrha imagines they could run away into

(not that it doesn't sound nice, but that's so unlikely pyrrha, I mean, come on)

nona says she doesn't because she loves it there

which means nothing, because nona loves everything

the bar isn't super high here

after a bath and reading the advice column (?) nona asks camilla to tell her the story of how they met her

(kinda wild that this part coincided with penalty kicks in the game, not that I'm live blogging the match, just thought I'd take you on a full experience here)

(we won, but my blood pressure was put to the test and now I can come back to re capping properly)

(I'm still not used to the paperback thing and I'm live-reading rather than finishing a chapter and doing a recap as I used to)

(still haven't found my footing here)

so, there's a lot of info here but, at the same time, not enough info, you get me?

isn't that just the tlt experience, though???

isn't that what we love????

crafting theories and getting tangled with the red yarn???

we're all connected with the red thread of conspiracy

camilla and palmolive were trying to communicate and they knew "she" was in trouble

which refers to nona, but I assume it's not nona yet, I assume they're talking about...harrow??

camilla says that "she" disappeared but they found "her" and pyrrha and "she" was hurt

pyrrha helped them escape, but they lost ships and people and "something very important"

is that gideon's body?????? is that "something very important" gideon's body???????

DON'T LOSE GIDEON'S BODY, PLEASE!!!

WE NEED THAT!!!

WE'RE NOT DONE WITH THAT!!!

so, camolive and pyrrha asked to be able to keep "her" and we suffer interceded for them at that time

and then palmolive convinced "the Oversight Body" and the sixth house to evacuate

I don't know what the "oversight body" is

if they lost gideon's body, that's definitely an oversight

palmolive chose 16 people to talk to BOE

I'm sure one of them was his mom, she was cool, I liked her

I didn't realize that was his mom reading the story until someone pointed it out, though

I embarrassed myself there

ANYWAY

THEN nona woke up

after they lived together for a while, the light in the sky appeared and, according to camilla, BOE betrayed them

or wasn't able to protect them anymore

they're fucked, is the overall important thing to take from it

idk if this is why coronabeer and palmolive aren't in speaking terms right now

they mention the sixth house people being lost, or at least nona asks if she can help find them if she remembers who she is

also, awake me up inside seems to have been we suffer's boss

so she has beef with pyrrha

according to camilla, it's because pyrrha was best friends with the person who killed her

idk if camilla and/or we suffer know the whole thing about pyrrha and og!gideon being intimate with commander wakey wakey, though

also, incredibly important

this is essential information

kevin is good at origami

we love kevin

JOHN 5:20

we've established in the first one that these are bible verses

the previous one (20:8) was about the empty tomb

for the record, it was: "Finally the other disciple, who had reached the tomb first, also went inside. He saw and believed."

this one is: "For the Father loves the Son and shows him all he does. Yes, and he will show him even greater works than these, so that you will be amazed."

dr reverend emperor john asshat is still talking (to harrow???)

of course he's still talking, he loves the sound of his own voice

he's telling her about how he got where he got with his lyctor buddies

apparently, his cryogenics plan was cancelled in both senses of the word

it was stopped from continuing to run

and it got into the press, so people started panicking about the end of the world and everything was going to shit

important to note that C and N were dating, and I guess this is Cassiopeia and Nigella? because Cyrus is also a C but since Nigella is Cassiopeia's cav, I'm gonna go for that option

good for them, we love cassiopeia

she had ceramics and was sixth house

also, augustine is being dramatic, but what else is new

they also were collecting bodies to test on and weren't able to cremate them anymore because of the experiments made on them

for personal family and country history reasons, I'm not gonna make jokes about that one

but it was something to note from the conversation that seems to be important for later

now, here it gets complicated

because dr reverend emperor john keeps drop naming people

or drop letter-ing?

and naming planets in our system

pyrrha was a cop, apparently

very evident in her behavior

and then he says that, because of the press, he wasn't going to be allowed to work again

and also says: "I sure as hell wouldn't be allowed to work on anything else to do with you"

in the last one, he said "Harrowhark" when interacting, so I took it this could be harrow's soul or whatever

but that doesn't add up with this????

because then he starts talking about this "you" being sick and not telling them, so I'm starting to wonder if this is ice cube barbie aka annabell lee aka AL aka The Body

so, dr john goes on some breakthrough spree and mercygirl says he's probably on coke (among other things)

and he says "coke zero"

I'm a coke zero girlie and you're not welcome here, mr man

you're not like me

he has some bodies which are his "favorites"

and when the Powers That Be shut them down and cut the electricity from them

(because they were using 3% of the country's electricity)

(fuck them tbh)

all the bodies collapsed, except from the ones he had "touched" and "loved"

ALLEGEDLY

ALSO, he again calls her "Harrow"

which ??????????????????????????????????????????

how is this harrow and also whoever was sick back then, who I thought was ice cube barbie????????

what's happening????????????????????

the chapter ends with the word "incorrupti"

which is either a typo or something's going on there

could be either, could be both

AND THAT'S IT FOR DAY 1!!!! we're moving ahead!!!!

[crazybutgood]

20 fic writer questions~

I'm procrastinating and feverish and in pain, so I figured I'd distract myself and finally do this,, thanks for the tag lovelies @the-francakes (x) @lumosatnight (x) and @orange-peony (x)

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

44 including origami, fics, a mixture of those (all mine and also collabs), and podfics

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

Noo this would be a bitch to calculate

3. What fandoms do you write for?

I used to write for the HP fandom

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

You Light Me Up

I Just Want You to Know (collab with @sugareey-makes-stuff)

Language of Love

[FIC & ART] Heart on Your Sleeve

Kuch Meetha Ho Jaaye

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I try!! But I often fail. Reasons: Partially sometimes I get overwhelmed and/or am too shy and dk what to say, but mostly it's because I am so so incredibly burned out

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Damn,, idt I have one. I do HEAs! At least in fics, and so far

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

All are happy I think,, and omg how does one quantify and compare happiness?

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Not yet

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Nope! Like reading it, actually incapable of writing it

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

I haven't! Idk if I will! There is one published novel one that I want to read tho omg ;-; ok sorry going off track

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

I sure hope not :') But to my knowledge no

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Nope

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Yeah with Krissy! Linked in question 4. We didn't even know it was each other haha cos it was an anonymous epistolary exchange but ye it was fun

14. What’s your all time favourite ship?

Don't ask me that!! There's lots of ships to love, and idh the same ride or die (or any, tbh) feeling for my previously main one anymore. Goes to show that it just changes with time (maybe this current answer will too!)

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

SIKE I don't start things I know I won't finish (involves an elaborate planning procedure, ask @getawayfox ) and once I start them I push through it even if I have to drag myself crying (I'm insane I know)

16. What are your writing strengths?

I love writing dialogue, and some people have told me it's nice, so I shall go with that!

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Ohh loads I reckon,, I'm going to stick to sharing run on sentences and can't write long plots. Cos I have to do lots of academic writing and copywriting, and that's going pretty steady, so idw to break that and spiral by thinking too much about this :') esp cos idh much time and energy to write fiction rn

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

Yes if done right! Like you do things to make sure you don't throw off those who don't know that language and like make it part of the flow. And/Or footnotes! I've done dialogue in Hindi in my fics, and I've written an entire one in a script play format in Hindi too for @curlyy-hair-dont-care

19. First fandom you wrote for?

HP

20. Favourite fic you’ve written?

Listen :') I have mixed feelings about my writing, so I genuinely can't answer this

Tagging @andithiel @curlyy-hair-dont-care if you wanna do this, and anyone else who hasn't and wants to as well!!