#it’s been a weird summer

[leafdrake-haven]

I know it’s a bit early to be thinking about it but I just wanted to give a heads up.

I will most likely not be putting together a Fantober this year (I’ve just got a lot going on and idk if I’ll have the time/motivation)

You guys can use old prompts though if you want or other people can throw together events (which was always true, I don’t own doing fun fandom events xD)

But I just wanted to throw that out there early in case other people DID want to put something together, or if nothing else at least not be too disappointed very close to the event.

I know I have been less active lately, but I still want to get back into the swing of things eventually! I hope everyone is having fun and staying safe with all the crazy weather!

[transgendz]

In the past threeish days my phone has been stolen, my roommate got a flat in our only form of transportation, and my other roommate got an infection in a minor skin-deep leg injury that is currently serious enough to have him struggling to walk. We may need to take him to the ER soon. Additionally, due to bad timing in needing to submit documents with work, I need to complete a two factor authentication to continue working.

I need to replace my phone before I lose my job. My phone hadn't been paid off, and I am totally at a loss at the ungodly cost of it. I am the main supporter for both of my disabled roommates. I cannot lose this job.

Please buy my art? @theartistrans Dm me for proof or details, and I'll put details in the tags

$174/$960

PP--V--$C--kofi

[crabsnpersimmons]

i'd love to celebrate my birthday with y'all! no pressure to say or do anything, just wanted to share and "invite" you all 🥰

[okayto]

Neopets is so funny right now. It's a 24-year-old website and half its pages haven't been updated in 15 years. Its ostensible audience is children. The core active audience appears to be nostalgic 20-40-year-olds. Old code means no accounts or pets can ever be renamed. The virtual pound is full of virtual pets named after Justin Bieber. It has an economy and inflation is rampant. New ownership is combating this with the stimulus of random super-rare items via daily quests and events, while the equivalent of Neopian Upper-Crust complain that their investments are deflating. You can't say seaweed or grapes.

[beeduoo]

exile

[arteastica]

just the commander enjoying his summer I guess.

“Baby, can you pour me another one please?”

Buy me a ko-fi☕️?^^

[moeblob]

A lil guy !

[sibylsleaves]

you're almost home (i've been waiting for you to come in)

11k | rated M | chapters 2/5 | read on ao3  “You’re really starting over, then,” Eddie says. “That’s what I wanted,” Buck replies. “Clean slate, you know?” “Well, you’re welcome to stay here as long as you need,” Eddie says, knocking his shoulder against Buck’s. “That should go without saying.” When Buck had hastily packed his bag and slipped out the door to his Jeep, he hadn’t really known where he was heading for the night. He thought about going to Maddie’s place, or even Albert’s new apartment, but in the end he’d driven himself here—to Eddie’s. Buck moves in. Eddie comes out. Things get a little messy.

“So,” Eddie says, handing Buck a beer. “You told Taylor to stay at the loft as long as she wants because you feel bad? Last time we talked you said you were pissed at her.”

“I am,” Buck agrees, taking the beer gratefully. He’s camped out on Eddie’s couch, a duffel bag full of his clothes on the floor, some kind of cooking competition show playing quietly on the TV in front of them. “But I still feel bad. I mean, she screwed up, but I also screwed up by asking her to move in. She had to break her lease, which was only financially doable because she thought she’d be splitting rent with me for the foreseeable future. If she gets a new place now she’ll have to pay first and last month’s rent, which also isn’t cheap. And it’s not like reporters make a lot of money.”

“True,” Eddie concedes. “Still. You didn’t have to give her your apartment.”

“Yeah, but…” Buck trails off, not sure he really knows how to put the rest of it into words. How Taylor had accused Buck of trapping her at the loft, but the more he thought about staying in that cavernous space after she left, the more it felt like he’d actually trapped himself there. “It’s mostly filled with her stuff now anyway. I got rid of a lot when she moved in.”

That’s probably some kind of metaphor for their whole relationship.

“You’re really starting over, then,” Eddie says.

“That’s what I wanted,” Buck replies. “Clean slate, you know?”

“Well, you’re welcome to stay here as long as you need,” Eddie says, knocking his shoulder against Buck’s. “That should go without saying.”

When Buck had hastily packed his bag and slipped out the door to his Jeep, he hadn’t really known where he was heading for the night. He thought about going to Maddie’s place, or even Albert’s new apartment, but in the end he’d driven himself here—to Eddie’s.

“Chris is going to be so excited when he sees you here in the morning,” Eddie says. “He’s probably not gonna want to go to school.”

“I can take him,” Buck says at once.

“You sure?”

“‘Course,” Buck replies easily. “That way me and Chris can get some extra hang out time in before school, and you’ll be free to run by the station with those transfer papers sitting on the kitchen table.”

Eddie freezes. Then he huffs out a laugh. “You saw those, huh?”

(keep reading on ao3)

[pandoratheprocrasticreator]

I wonder what the kids and teachers in luz's school think of her now. Shes stopped "terrorizing" other kids, mainly because she seems to have stopped engaging with most of her classmates period. She no longer brings live animals or taxidermy to school. She even participates in english class occasionally, even if she doesnt "get" the point of the book. Her rants only clock as suicidal if you know about her time in the boiling isles which the people at her school do not.

I wonder if luz's teachers and schoolmates think that luz mellowed out over the summer. If the principal/counselor that suggested she go to the camp patted himself on the back because shes "improved."

[b4kuch1n]

sunstroll

[nerdy-hyperfixations]

Thinking about how if Shermy Pines. And like, if he is the baby, he’d be born in the 1970s and be 40 by 2012 and he’s already a grandad. He had to be a teen dad in the 80s (after a severe economic recession) and then his kid ended up being a teen parent by 1999 (Which is 8 years before ANOTHER SEVERE ECONOMIC RECESSION LOL)

Also he was born into a pretty broken family, probably rarely if ever saw his brothers. Do you think he ever saw Stanley before he had to start pretending to be Ford? Do you think Ford visited from college??? Because he didn’t seem confident facing his father until he made millions, so like???

And, like, do you think Filbrick and Caryn changed as parents by the time they raised Shermy? Because it seems like a trend that as parents get older they mellow out a bit, so Shermy probably has a completely different experience with their parents then Stan and Ford, and talking to them is just “is this seriously the same parents???” (Imagine the silent resentment that’d cause 😭😭😭)

Personally I headcannon that Shermy had a daughter (Mabel and Dipper’s mom) and not a son like it says on the wiki because c’mon. Can he just have a daughter. Idk why this is important to me but… c’mon. Can he just have a daughter. It just feels right to me.

[latenightsushi]

Can't believe it's already the end of August...

X

[trailerparkdad]

welcome to the life of a quiet lab technician

[cluelessbees]

I think the fact that byler haven’t directly talked about any of the CLEARLY romantic undertones of their fights or have even directly talked about their fights in general (aka it’s not my fault you don’t like girls) is proof enough to me that they’re endgame and gonna have a huge scene where everything is confessed 😌

[posallys]

posally number 4?

your wish is my command!!!! i love them SOOSOO much <3 this is set towards the very beginning of their relationship before they've realized how fucked they are <3333 Send me a prompt!

4. "Warn me next time!"

“Warn me next time!” she says, throwing a pillow across the room at him. 

In the dim lamplight of the small cabin living room, he looks every bit the god he is; tall, imposing, regal. His sharp features stand out but are softened by the gentle light and the smile that creeps onto his face as he bends down to pick the pillow up. 

Sally’s heart races in her chest. 

(She tells herself it’s because he scared the shit out of her by just popping in unannounced, but it speeds up even more when his eyes meet hers from across the room.)

“I’m sorry,” he says as he walks over to her, floorboards creaking faintly below him. 

This isn’t an uncommon occurrence these days, him meeting her here. It’s a routine they’ve fallen into—sunny mornings and blistering afternoons spent down on the sand before he disappears to do whatever it is the god of the sea has to do, only for him to sneak back to her under the cover of night. 

She doesn’t mind.

He sits down beside her, leaning over her to put the pillow on the other side of the couch, his hand ghosting along her side as he sits back up. A blush heats her skin as a smirk plays on his lips. 

“I couldn’t help myself,” he says, and it takes Sally a moment to realize he’s continuing his earlier statement. “I needed to see you again.”

Sally looks at him, wondering how much sincerity lies under the guise of his jests. His dark eyes don’t often give much away, but they’re soft when they look at her, and she thinks that somewhere along the line, their game was rendered little more than a scapegoat they could point to when things inevitably get complicated.

But for now, she basks in the knowledge that his eyes glisten when she searches them, and that his skin flushes beneath her touch, and that his lips are blazingly trailing along her jaw. 

Her fingers thread through his hair, and a whisper of her name falls from his lips to grace her ears.

She doesn't answer, instead gasping slightly at his touch.

Whatever this is, whatever they are, she knows it will linger on her skin long after it’s ended.

[lunarharp]

figured i'd do this again..bit early i guess..