#it’s almost 2am

[zentriii]

thinking about childhood friends sakuatsu and the sakusa family moving abroad while they’re young enough for the memories to blur. as time goes by and they grow up, all the twins remember is an old friend with dark curls, and all omi remembers is a pair of identical twins.

fast forward to atsumu doing a semester abroad and omi meeting him “for the first time” while he’s cussing osamu out over the phone.

and it’s been years since omi moved, and with time the best he can speak is simple words at home. there’s a loss it leaves on him that he can never recover but he was able to follow along a fair bit of what this random blond guy said and it doesn’t take much to beg japanese lessons off him.

not when atsumu feels the sharp pain of being surrounded by people who don’t speak his language and is given the perfect excuse to fall back into his mother tongue. it doesn’t take long for them to start dating, what with how much time they spend together, goofing off and bantering more than anything else.

eventually when atsumu takes omi home, mama miya immediately gushes about how big omi’s grown, how she’s so glad to see he’s doing well. sure atsumu wasn’t expecting her to not like omi, but that’s kind of a weird reaction to someone atsumu’s meant to be introducing her to. mama miya couldn’t possibly not recognize those forehead moles! and the childhood pictures she pulls out while skts are like ??? what the fuck ??? match the ones stored in albums over an ocean away.

(this story gets told several times over, and with pictures on their wedding day)

[lunaviee]

what have i created

[dragonselkie]

starting a different haikaveh fic to fix my writers block on my royalty au haikaveh fic worked actually, wrote 1k+ words on the royalty au tonight! kaveh faces a fear and alhaitham is definitely only being helpful

[a-dream-of-the-dead]

Misty day.

remains of the Judgement.

[l3mondem0n]

2 posts in one day and an excuse to use one of my favorite audios ever

This is really stupid but I..have nothing to say besides the fact that I wanted to use them for this and wanted to show off something Charlie can do

Uhhh,,, I hope you guys like it 😭 @sandisjustsad @purplelordstudios

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[thekingofthenameless]

Oogh I just had a thought

So y’all know Merlin’s necklace?

Way back when, it used to be a gift from Merlin to Ganieda that he made himself, and he got it back from her husband after she died. (that was before I thought of sibling dynamics and her being a lesbian okay)

For a while after I retconned that, I just had Merlin make it for himself as one of his first crafts, but…

What if it was a gift from a younger Charlie?

Imagine little Charlie learning to shapeshift into a human and working for a few coins around the village because he wanted to get something for Merlin to show his love for him. Imagine Charlie seeing that simple necklace with a pretty gem and hoping that the man who became his father would love it. Imagine Merlin keeping that necklace and wearing it for thousands of years.

I love them so much 😭.

TKN taglist: @gaylightisminetocommand, @the-arson-author-gamer, @aroace-edward-elric, @figureitoutinthemorning, @mxxnlightwriting, @lets-zofifi-stuff

[blitheringbongus]

Does this look culty

[lvstharmony]

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[darknessontheedgeoftowndyke]

Straight girls hanging out:

Lesbians hanging out:

[macbethsymphony]

I DID IT!!!!! I WROTE THE LAST CHAPTER!!!!! After weeks of agonizing over it, not being able to string the words together in a way I wanted and chickening out, I fucking did it!

✨25/25 chapters written✨

It’s not as long as I wished it to be, but you know what?! I think it’s pretty fucking good hehe It also brings the whole fic at around a whopping 82k words which is like novel length territory!

Imma get myself a good ass piece of cake and a fancy bottle of port tomorrow and edit this bad boy!!!

[m0on-shro0m]

Honestly there’s no thought process on how I made this connection but after days of just thinking these two being a duo— the more chaos I began to think of. C!Grian from the Life series and Lukas from Minecraft Storymode.

We all know how Grian is and how he kinda creates chaos by just making TNT traps and everything within the Life Series. You could say- he’s a fucked up traumatized pesky bird.

Lukas is the same but he definitely has suppressed intrusive thoughts and or impulsive thoughts that he avoids to talk about! And I say this because, in episode 5 after defeating Adien and figuring out what will happen to him and his besties, my boy here just begins to talk about how they should be “buried alive and surrounded by a pool of lava.”

Like if they were to meet, I feel like everything would seem normal and alright! But once everyone is going downhill from the start, Lukas manages to just witness the true menace of Grian. Obviously he’d care for his new friend but would try to stop Grian from doing anything crazy— yet by Grian and him alone, exposing Lukas to the reckless chaotic side, things just begin to unravel.

Just like:

Lukas: *Talks about wanting to blow up something that mad him upset.*

Jesse and his friends: 😦

Grian: Yeah sorry, he’s learned it from me and my poor coping skills-

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This post is just EVERYWHERE but the point is, this would be good duo. I have more duos, like Scar and Jesse but I kinda have to tweak them a bit. All basically I’m creating a crossover between my most favorite series I enjoy- so yeah- by the way it’s like past midnight where I am and I’m really tired yet I decided to make paragraphs on two Minecraft men.

[scrumptious-shit]

i just started and finished and posted two 2000+ word fanfiction’s in the span of a few hours….

hyperfixation go burrr

[kotorinz]

hello there

[agathaswoman]

this is so me im sorry im awake at night and asleep in the day T_T

lesbians with terrible sleep schedules. you agree. reblog.

[hishandsshake]

A man so vehemently, solidly gentle and kind he makes it look like warfare to smile and wave at children in public and speak softly around people who don’t quite look awake yet. He remembers the reasons why it’s hard to participate without hurting his own feelings first and tries his best to make others feel safer anyway. It’s exhausting, living so recklessly truthful, seeing as he’s cripplingly sensitive to rejection, but he’s stubborn like his fictional heroes. Rather than fight endlessly against those less inclined to acceptance than him, he throws himself face-first into the problem as though “adversary” was a concept, a teaching, a mantra. Always and even now, his hands shake with the adrenaline soaked knowledge that through is the only way for him, despite the ever-pressing sense that out may never come. He wears a sneaker on his right foot, the same foot he once pushed off of at the starting line and ran third place for the first and last time before he quit cross country. His left foot is bare, his plans for his body after death apparent in the organ donor sticker on his license and his seriously discussed plans to have his body broken down into tree fertilizer once he is done with it. He has to hold his breath when he writes or he’ll surely lose the rest of the thought before he can cement it on paper, and can still remember with hours-ago clarity exactly how his high school crush made their ramen noodles. And sometimes all the time he sits alone and thinks about everything in ever-increasing dosages until he’s drunk on the sadness of implosions and supernovas have turned into silent drags on a cigarette at 3am, breaking his months long streak on self harm in the same breath it took to mean it when he told the cashier he appreciated him.

[bubbles077]

I should probably go to bed but my sleep schedule is already screwed up as is….