#it's 7am it's TIME TO RAMBLE TO MYSELF

[nonspaced]

I'm surprised that I seem to have a lot of transfemme followers on my ffxiv bsky account? glancing through people's bios anyway

outside of the rp community, I don't think the ffxiv fandom is ..... uuuhhh... very welcoming of trans people. especially trans women. when much of the backlash against wuk lamat prior to 7.0 even coming out was just ... transphobic attacks against Sena Bryer when she announced her role as wuk's VA, i was like 😬 cause i genuinely thought the fandom was better than that

so like idk my surprise is that trans women haven't abandoned the fandom en masse after seeing That Nonsense... glad they didn't decide to give up something they love when the fandom showed its wart-ridden ass. they're still here posting about their blorbos.

[iceslushii]

who would've guessed that ruining my sleep schedule would make things as bad as they were three years ago

[heyitslapis]

btw they confirmed that line they sent was intentionally flirty and said something like "this is just me flirting on easy mode. I can't wait to see how you react when I really turn on the charm 😉"

[thevoidshere88]

Popping in for a sec to vent because it's 6 am n I keep having flashbacks and thoughts.

LONG RANT/VENT AHEAD!!!!

My first relationship screwed me up more than I thought, id try to confide in him about my trauma n things but he down played mine and practically said his was worse...

So without fully realizing I constantly felt the need this urge to defend my cpstd with anyone even family.

I never feel validated for what I've been through and I have been through a lot...

From the age of 16-18 I'd let anyone take advantage of me, use me I did not care about myself I still don't really but it was worse back then..

The things I let myself go through the things I'd do to myself I regret it I'm ashamed of myself for it...

I was in such a dark place and no one cared no one.

I did not protect myself from anyone I'd let guys just do whatever they wanted to me...

Now realizing the gravity of what happened to me n what I did to myself I'm glad I'm somewhat out of being that person that I was..

But it still haunts me the memories haunt me the people around me disgust me because they just let it happen no one stopped to help me to give me support or love now I have to that to myself which is incredibly hard to do..

I constantly downplay my own emotions and stuff I can't trust anyone or let anyone completely in because of all this crap weighing in on me n I think people are full of shit when they say they care about me..

Because most of the time they are no one sticks around people talk to me for a while then drop me n don't talk to me anymore.

I honestly feel validated by it like yeah leave just get away from me already I don't need you I don't need anyone.

But I crave connection only to find it then destroy it eventually.

I can't keep up with talking to people texting is hard n draining so I can tend to be a dry texter or an awkward one honestly I don't know what kind of texter I am to people but eh...

This is a long babble so I'm going to just leave this now.

YOU ARE VALID YOUR TRAUMA IS VALID DONT LET ANYONE TELL YOU IT ISNT TRAUMA IS TRAUMA!!!!!!!!!

goodnight or good morning to anyone who reads this I'm going to go to try to sleep now...

[papayatori]

Don’t Blink! (P3)

LN4 x fém!reader

No warnings

I’m not sure how long I’m going to carry on this series, I guess it depends on how well it does. I’ve got nothing but positives so far, so I hope it stays that way. I also take requests! Feel free to leave me some! (This one is kind of shorter, I’m sorry. Longer one next time!)

My alarm interrupted my peaceful sleeping. I was beyond pissed and could have thrown it across the room had it not simply been doing its God-forsaken job. I decided that, at the ungodly hour of 7am on a Saturday, that I would get up and make breakfast like normal human beings usually do.

How incredibly jealous I was of said human beings.

In about thirty minutes, I had started things in the kitchen. I had my morning cup of Chai and was ready to take on the world; and by the world, I meant the frying pan.

Pancakes were a delicacy that could not be coveted, an art that took decades to master. Pancakes with bacon were even better. Not to mention, keeping my apartment from burning down as an added plus. With that said, I gave all of my attention to the stovetop.

After a long battle with the floury pancake mix and attempting to turn it into a batter(there was now a huge mess to clean up later, yet another reason I have yet to master the art of pancake making), I had finally managed to have a breakfast fit for a king.

Or better yet, a breakfast fit for me.

I had decided to leave the mess to clean up later, I was hungry and it could wait. Though, I was proud of myself and couldn’t help but snap a picture of my breakfast and post it on Twitter.

I ate in a comfortable and relaxing silence. I had earned this after yesterday. Though, I hadn’t really stumbled upon last nights memories until now. Lando and I had texted for a while after I had gone to bed, him insisting that I never answered his ‘question’. At first I was really sure what he meant, but then I had come to the realization that he was asking when our next date was.

Silly me.

I would be lying if the thought of our time yesterday hadn’t sent me into a mess of smiles and butterflies every time I thought of it. Sure, I had always found Lando attractive, but never had I thought anything more than that. Why would I? I hadn’t met him until yesterday.

I’m starting to believe I might be going insane, and I will be blaming Lando for legal purposes.

Ding!

Startled, I looked down at my phone. I usually didn’t get many replies on Twitter, this was new.

And you didn’t invite me? I thought we were friends 💔

At first I was confused as hell, and then I read the name of the person who had replied.

Lando Norris

I shook my head with a small smile spreading across my lips. I wasn’t sure how he managed to find my social media, or why for that matter, but I suppose it wouldn’t have been too hard. I decided to reply anyway.

Maybe next time Mr. Norris

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…

…

My laptop open, camera plugged in, I knew for a fact that these were going to be the easiest photos I’d ever edited. I plopped myself back down on my couch, satisfied with my breakfast and cleanup afterwards, one hindered percent determined to be productive today.

Woo hoo!

Okay, maybe that was a bit of sarcasm. Though, i wasn’t lying about these photos being easy to edit. The hard part, however, would be keeping my eyes off of Lando’s face for long enough to edit his photos.

Who knew such a thing could be so insanely difficult.

It was honestly frustrating trying to keep my mind away from him. I’ve dated my fair share of men, and I don’t think I’ve ever had this much trouble keeping my thoughts in check. This also begs the question, what exactly were we now? I’m not sure if our date had any romantic implications in the first place. He could have just been being friendly. I would be a fool to mention it.

A knock on the door pulled me completely out of my rambling thoughts, and a part of me was thankful. I got up to open it, curious as who the hell could be knock in on my door at 9am.

The door revealed the most beautiful pair of blue-green eyes I had ever seen.

“I brought you things!” Lando said excitedly, not waiting on me to let him in a pushing past me to the table in my kitchen.

“Good morning to you too, Lando.” I chuckled, following closely after him.

“So, first things first. I’m mad at you.” Lando pushed his bottom lip out, giving me a pout I couldn’t help but giggle at.

“And why would that be, Mr. Norris?” He glared at me.

“You know exactly why I’m mad at you.” He clicked his tongue. “Fortunately for you, that isn’t why I am here.” I tilted my head, urging him to continue.

Lando pulled some bits of paper out of the sack I hadn’t realized he was holding. His eyes were too much of a distraction for me to even notice. He smiled then, holding my gaze for a little longer than I had anticipated before finally breaking the silence once more.

“Sign these.” He slid the papers towards me.

“What am I signing exactly?” I asked. As he handed me the pen, our fingertips touched for a moment, sending electricity through my body. My face heated up and I reverted my eyes back down to the paper to keep from falling into his.

“It’s a contract. I worked my magic with Zak, you’re welcome, and he’s written up an official agreement for you to work for McLaren.”

“You’re lying.” I gasped, reading through the paper that said just about the exact same thing Lando had just described to me. “I thought you were joking.”

“I wouldn’t get your hopes up like that, not even after you had pancakes without me.” I rolled my eyes at his smirking figure. I ignored his comment.

“I just can’t believe it’s actually happening. You have no idea how long I’ve wanted something like this.” This time I looked up at Lando with the biggest, genuine smile he’s ever seen me wear, and instead of smirking, he actually gave me a genuine smile back.

“I’m sure you can believe this then.” He reached further down into the back, balling it up afterwards. “Paddock pass for Bahrain. You won’t need to worry about the flight or the hotel situation, you’re going to be staying in the same one as Oscar and myself. I think Zak will probably also be there this time around seeing as it’s the first race of the season.”

Before I could really think about what I was doing, my arms were wrapped around him in a tight embrace. He was quite taller than me, leaving my face buried into his chest. His muscles were tense, slowly easing as he wrapped his arms around my waist.

“Thank you, Lando.” I mumbled, my voice muffled from his chest.

“Anything for you, darling.”

Coming to my senses, I pulled away a bit quicker than I would have liked.

“Fuck, I’m sorry-“

Lando was laughing at me now, probably seeing how red my face was.

“I got a bit excited.” I continued to try and explain myself without sounding like a fan.

Well, I was a fan, but that was beside the point.

“Just don’t get so excited that you forget to sign those papers, Miss y/ln.” I looked down at them to find that he was right, I really had forgotten to sign the papers.

His hand squeezed my shoulder as I was writing, causing me to hesitate slightly before continuing. His touch sent waves of heat through me, heat that I could explain but most definitely couldn’t deny either.

I looked up at him when I finished, praying my face wouldn’t give away the things his touch did to me. He smiled sweetly.

“I can’t wait for next week.” He said, as if he were the one who had just signed contract papers with McLaren as their primary photographer.

“Neither can I.”

…

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…

“This picture? Really?” Lando gave me a look as we pulled my laptop away from me on the couch. I should’ve learned my lesson last time he took something from me, but apparently I had not.

“I like that one! It brings out your eyes.” I stated proudly. He smirked.

“You like my eyes, do you?” I paused, not expecting for that sort of question after the moments we had spent in the kitchen.

“Maybe, maybe not; but one thing is for certain, and that is that the LN4 Twitter fan girls are infatuated with them, and that’s all I need for my entire career to blow up.”

Who was I trying to fool, myself? Lando sent me a knowing look.

“Staring contest, go!” I was completely caught off guard by this, not prepared in the slightest.

His eyes bore into my own, blinding me without any light whatsoever. They were full of so many emotions that I couldn’t place, though the joy behind his iris’s couldn’t be contained. I almost smiled at the thought that maybe I was the reason behind the joy he was feeling.

Don’t blink

I lost myself in his eyes, in my thoughts, perfectly content to stare into him for the rest of our time together. I hadn’t realized that that we had slowly drifted towards each other, my mouth parted slightly in instinctive anticipation. Was this really happening?

Then he stuck is tongue out at me.

I blinked in confusion at first, laughing at his action before realizing I had lost the staring contest.

“Oh fuck off!” I laughed, throwing on of the couch pillows at him.

“You’re just mad because I’m right!” He laughed along with me, seeing the dawning look of realization grow on my face.

The only reason we had a staring contest was just for him to prove the fact that I liked his eyes. This bastard knew what he was doing. Honestly, I was starting to like that.

Or maybe I was just starting to like him.

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…

The late afternoon had rolled around after spending the entire day joking around with Lando.

So much for being productive.

I led him to the door on his way out. I’m not really sure why I didn’t want him to leave; but, his presence sure beat the hell out of being lonely and editing his photos all day.

“Thanks for today, I had a lot of fun.” I said, giving him a small smile as a thanks. He chuckled.

“So did I, other than the part where I didn’t get pancakes.” I rolled my eyes before an idea popped into my head.

“If you won’t hold this over my head anymore, maybe you could come over for breakfast tomorrow morning?” Proud of myself, I gave him a wink. He blanked, surprised I even offered.

“Sure! As long as I can consider it our second date.”

“A deals a deal.” I offered him my hand. He shook it with a triumphant smile, bringing my hand to his lips before gently kissing the back of it.

“I suppose I’ll see you in the morning then, darling.”

And with that, he was gone and the door had shut behind him. The only thing he left behind was the faint scent of his cologne.

[bebegi]

-ˋˏ ༻ VENUS ❁ planet of love༺ ˎˊ-

PROLOGUE . . . ↺ loading . . . ᵎ⌇ ⁺◦ read below! ✧.*

warnings: none!

+ not proofread – also this is the first time in years that i try to write something proper so hehe hopefully it's not too bad <3

7AM. Monday. And it's cold, so cold. The air is crisp, the kind that leaves your face stinging from the cold. Jolyne fidgets with her jacket, zipping it up to her chin as if to shield herself from the bitter chill.

It's so cold that Jolyne is tempted to kick the door down. This is her first shoot with Gucci and she's right on time, she checked that 56 times. At least. So, why is the door closed?

“Oh, for god's sake.” Another blow to the door doesn't work as well as she hoped for.

“You can kick the door down but no one's going to open.” Your voice makes her jump slightly, cursing under her breath. You whisper an apology, “No one usually gets here until 7:30.” After the initial shock, Jolyne takes a good look at you. Sitting on the steps of the entrance, looking up at her with those eyes. Such pretty eyes.

“Oh” she goes down one step, ”the email said 7AM?” then another.

A soft snort leaves you, “Yeah, but they are never here on time, so much for Gucci, uh?” Jolyne's heart quickens as your soft snort echoes in her ears. What the fuck. She swallows hard, sinking onto the same step as you, her shoulders slumping with a sigh. She pulled her coat tighter around her, the thought of waking up so early for nothing leaves her irritated, her hands digging into her coat pockets as she tries to collect herself.

“Damn it.” She mutters, glancing at you. “Do you... work here?”

You hum, drumming a rhytmic pattern on the folder that rested on your lap, betraying a hint of nervousness, “Yeah, I do. I've been working here for a couple of months.”

Jolyne cocks her head to the side, "and why do you come in so early?

A small shrug of your shoulder was your initial response, “Well, my apartment is quite far away so, I have to catch the early bus.” A small smile tugs at the corner of your mouth as you speak.

“Hm, I see.” A silence sets between you, and Jolyne watches as you scan the contents of your folder. From her position she can see a marble statue, a painting, a vase... “Is that the Mona Lisa?” She stuns herself, widening her eyes. “I mean– I wasn't looking! I mean I was, but like... it wasn't my intention? I swear I'm not–” Your chuckle breaks her rambling and Jolyne feels a twinge of embarrassment.

“That's fine, I don't mind — and yes, it's the Mona Lisa, I took the picture myself.” You offer her the picture, accompanied with a smile, and Jolyne swears she has never seen anything as beautiful.

Jolyne takes the photo, scanning it. “Are you a photographer? This is very... Aesthetically pleasing.” Very smooth, Jolyne.

Upon hearing your laugh, she feels her heart rate picking up slightly, and she finds herself unable to look away.

“I... My name, my name is Jolyne Cujoh.” She stumbles over her words and it makes her want to dig a hole on the ground and bury herself. But still, Jolyne offers her hand.

You take it, feeling the warmth irradiating from her palm. Your fingers brush against her skin, sending a shiver down her spine and she almost, almost, chases after the sensation once you pull away. “I know.” She knows. “My name is Yn Ln.”

© bebegi 2024. do not crop the tag or claim it as yours in any way please, do not repost in other sites without asking for permission + credit, thanks !! reblogs are highly appreciated ♡

[footballerimaginess]

Where were you?

Hi! Request for Kylian Mbappe. Where y/n is out partying with her friends and kylian is left at home. And it’s nearly 2am and y/n is not home yet. Kylian always texting and calling her but she cannot be reach cause her phone died. And when she’s home, kylian is mad and think she’s cheating or something. They fight and make up at the end. Make it fluff and romantic pleaseee thank you 🫶🏻 Word Count: 821  “I’ll see you later, gotta go” you shouted as you ran out the front door as you rushed to the taxi with all your friends in.  It had been the longest time since you had done this, your work schedule meant that you were really busy and unable to hang out with them. But you finally got the weekend off and that meant you could let your hair down for one evening. 

Kylian made sure that he would stay up until you were home, so when the clock hit 2am he was so confused as to why you weren’t home.  His mind wandered to the worst, desperate that everything was okay.  “where are you?”  “why are you not answering?”  He kept calling but your phone was going straight to voicemail, nothing was happening.  “Fuck sake” he muttered under his breath as he was getting nervous and thinking that something had happened.  “Where is she?” he kept asking as he paced around the house and looked out the window in the hope that you were out there.  As there was a car door banging, he jumped up and had a look as he opened the front door.  “Hello” you smiled as you waved your friends off in the taxi as you watched as it drove off.  “Where have you been? I have been calling like crazy. I was so worried” Kylian rambled as you closed the front door.  “I was out, my phone died. I didn’t even realise what the time was I was having that much fun with my girls” you smiled as you poured yourself a glass of ice cold water.  “Hmm sure” he mumbled under his breath, as you span around on your heels as you turned to face him.  “What is that supposed to mean?” you placed your glass down as you folded your arms across your chest.  “Nothing ”he bluntly replied.  “No, say it Ky. You clearly have a problem with me being out late” you asked him as Kylian tried to avoid any eye contact with you.  “Why were you late?” he asked you.  “I was out with the girls, I have already told you Kylian. Why are you acting so strange with me?” you replied, not liking where this was going.  “Why was your phone off?” he asked yet again.  “Kylian, I have told you already. My phone died, how many more times do I need to explain myself” you groaned. “You were cheating on me weren’t you?” Kylian whispered.  “How dare you, accuse me of that. You know I would never ever be disloyal to you. What the actual fuck Kylian. How can you even think that. if I cheated on you would I have come home with my friends” you shouted, raising your voice some more as you were completely shocked by his words.  You slammed the door shut as you stormed out of the house as you went into your bedroom to try and get yourself some sleep.  You’d gone to bed in the worst mood, which was never good.  When you wake up at 7am, with the worst raging headache. It could only be described as a drum was being beaten against your temples.  Rolling out of bed to make yourself the strongest coffee as Kylian came out of nowhere.  “Sorry” he mumbled as you stood in the kitchen making the coffee that you desperately needed. “Sorry for what?” you muttered, trying not to talk too loudly as it hurt your head and throat.  “Last night, I didn’t mean to be such a jerk” Kylian replied as you simply nodded your head.  “So that’s it? Not going to reply, not like you” Kylian sarcastically replied, you were now so annoyed with him for that unnecessary comment.  “I don’t want this right now, my head is pounding and all I need to do is sleep. You thought I was cheating on you, why would I be okay with what you said because I am really not” you shrugged.  “I didn’t mean to say it, I would never accuse you of that” Kylian tried to apologise.  “But you did say it, I can forgive you for now just to stop you from talking. But I won’t be forgetting this anytime soon Ky. You really hurt me and I am so fragile now that my head is pounding I can’t even think. But you owe me big time sir” you winked.  “Mm, what do you have in mind?” he laughed as he kissed your hand.  “Not a lot, I’ll think of it eventually. But please never think like that, I would never cheat and it's a gross look. So let’s just have a chill day and forget this happened while you look after me with this disgusting hangover” you told him as you sipped on your coffee.  “Course I will do that. Sorry again” he mumbled as he pulled you in for a cuddle.  Taglist: @footballffbarbiex @percervall @mrseriksen @football-and-fanfics @footballxixstars @0alanasworld0 @ghwoticz @simpingmyassoff​  please let me know if you’d like to be tagged x 

[ask-the-totally-real-peppino]

(I have been trying to write this post for a while, but it keeps coming out like a sob story, and it is really not that deep jkfdgkj

So I am just going to say it, bc you guys know I love to ramble for ages, and I need some opinions

1 year of this blog is tomorrow (or today depending on how long I take to write this kjldfg), and I really do appreciate you all being here - if you have been here since the beginning, or just followed recently - if you've sent an ask, liked, reblogged, shared with a friend, theorised, made fanart, or followed me to my art blog and watched me make (and continue to make) a billion clones, anything; thank you

I made this blog on a whim, only like a week after getting into Pizza Tower, and I had no idea it would turn into what it is now

Of course, in the beginning there were a lot of actual posts, like with backgrounds and multiple characters, and I'd post several times a day if I could - and while I was having fun, it was not ideal - I'd frequently post at 7am after spending all night working on a post then I'd pass out, I'd forgo eating or showering just to draw, and I had wrecked my wrist several times, and continue to push pass the pain just to post

It wasn't just hyperfixation, it was obsession - much easier to realise that in retrospect

I was also medicated at the time, I had been on antidepressants for 3 years, so around April (I think) I ran out of meds and was unable to get more due too third party issues/unable to get in contact with my doctor/etc (and unbeknownst to me at the time, the last two packs I had were expired) - so I am sure you can imagine the sort of affect suddenly going cold turkey on the med that make you not wanna die has on a person - I was not doing great to put it lightly

But I still wanted to continue - so many people had praised me on the frequency of posts, and how excited they were and all this validation - I couldn't let people down! (Also I was, and still am, a disabled shut-in loser with no friends, posting is like the only social interaction I had/have kdfgkgfd)

But I think I did - I intimidated myself out of drawing main posts with how much work they were, started the intermission even though I said I shouldn't, had no script or direction and that I was not 100% invested in to try to motivate myself back into main posts, and it was just easier to draw silly ooc posts than do the thing I really wanted to do instead

Of course, this is not any of you guys' fault - I have always had this issue of starting something, it getting way bigger than I can manage, crashing and then just unable to get going again - I have so many unfinished comics, half-done projects and abandoned askblogs it's not even funny - but it's also like, not the end of the world, if I don't finish things I start for fun - sure, I'll feel guilty as hell for a while, but life moves on

So that being said, I would still very much like to continue the story here - I have been working on some stuff in the background (I even updated Pep's reference in the last few days, with a ton of new stuff), but I still don't think it's gonna be soon - I am doing somewhat better than I was, and I actually have an appointment for with my doctor finally (I will probably have to do some reassessments since they can't just put me back on the meds, after not having them for almost a year, and then I'd have to probably get reaccustomed to side effects etc), so despite it all I am still here

I am not sure if I want to continue the intermission with Bean and Fiend at this time - I know a few folks enjoyed it (mostly bc Fiend kjsdfkj) - but as mentioned previously it was unplanned, unscripted, and I was quickly not feeling it, as I am sure some of you guys were too - the intention was for Fiend to give you guys another hint to the main story, but getting to that point was not fun - I might do a poll on this in a separate post

I also mentioned a while back that I would be cutting down the Big Post into smaller posts, and posting as and when parts were done - but once again, do not expect these soon - (although there is a very late Valentines post coming hopefully soon)

And I think that should hopefully be it for now - I know this is a huge post, and probably still a bit sob story-ish, but oh well - I also know that the hype for Pizza Tower had unfortunately died down significantly, but I'm still working on PT stuff on my art blog @smalltimidbean if you wanna see more silly things (and maybe some lore for here hehe)

It is also the first now, so happy birthday Pep

Okay, thank you, and see you later)

[pookapufferfish]

Honestly I think the wisest phrases, the stuff that changes someone's whole perspective, are said offhand with no thought. Two friends sharing tales one afternoon while gaming, a person helping someone out of a bad place in messages, a random comment on an artwork from years ago, that one fanfic you read while figuring yourself out. There will always be something that means so much to someone. A phrase that could change someone's entire worldview could be something another person sees as gibberish.

I figured out my gender identity through fan fiction. not even the most grand fics with gender as a core component. But stuff like creepypasta fanfics on watpad and silly werewolf aus or bad x reader fics. I even wrote stuff. And while I don't write much anymore (I try but it isn't as natural to me as drawing is) I still find it fun to think that those authors will never know how much they changed me as a person.

Some friends changed how I feel about affection and nicknames. I found out I am a sucker for pet names from friends because my friends would call me pet names. And to them it is a silly thing. But to me it really means a lot. Each time a nickname is used or made for me I feel more confident in myself, more secure in my identity. They have changed me without even trying.

Some songs even changed how I feel, but I think I am rambling a lot now. Random Ray being poetic and philosophical at 7am running on 4 hours of sleep. But yeah...

I just think it is rather nice to share my ideas knowing that maybe out there I am helping someone. Even if it is just a little bit.

[southerntigress]

Glitter

"I swear to God if you don't tell me where we are going and who we are meeting I'm gonna throat punch you" I said annoyed while sitting in the passenger side of my best friend's car going to a "surprise location" to do a special shoot with a unnamed (to me at the moment) photographer. I hated surprises cause it could mean 1 of 4 things. 1. I love it 2. Hate it 3. Give me anxiety

"Calm ya tits fido you will see very soon and believe me you will love it and thank me" Joanna said

I just rolled my eyes huffed and closed my eyes to try and get a little nap in before getting there, it's 7am and we have about 1 and half hour drive.

Joanna and I have been besties ever since we were little girls she moved away to California when she was a teen and we keep in touch over the years. When I turned 18 I moved there after my parents passed away for a new scenery and she had been begging me for years to come up there. I got into modeling and decided California would be the best place to get my foot in the door. I've been pretty successful made a decent living but I quit a couple years ago I was growing stale and needed a change. So I took some of my savings and opened up a clothing line with Joanna which brings me here today and why we are driving at a ungodly hour almost 2 hours away to do a photoshoot with this yet to be named cause it's a surprise photographer. I hate mornings and I hate surprises.

"Amy wake up we are here" Joanna says while shaking me

"Five more minutes mom" I mumble

Joanna giggles "no get your ass up and out of this car or I will drag you out"

I open my eyes and raise my eyebrows at her "don't threaten me with a good time"

She just shakes herhead and laughs "come on"

We get out of the car and head inside the building I look around and roll my eyes " oh look a studio some surprise this is" I say sarcastically

"Stop being a brat and bitching this is just the icing on the cake " she says

I once again roll my eyes and say " oh boy can't wait to see the cake" I say sassy like as we approach a lady behind a desk

"Good morning I'm Tiffany you must be Joanna and Amy" she says as she reaches out to shake our hands

"That we are" Joanna says with smile

I just nod did I mention I'm not a morning person? I haven't had my coffee and I'm hungry.

Tiffany looks at me and raises her eyebrows then laughs "oh Nikki is going to have his hands full with you I see"

" right? Give him a run for his money" Joanna giggles

"Um, hello I'm right here bitches don't talk about me like I'm not here. And stop with this talking in code shit I'm not in the mood." I say with way more attitude then I attended I was getting irritated with them not telling what is going on

" now that we got that out of the way-" Tiffany starts bit I cut her off

"We ain't got nothing out of the way. I still don't know who this Nikki guy is nor do I have coffee and I'm starving so if we could cut the chit chat and tell me what the hell is going on so I can get coffee and food that would be lovely" I roll my eyes

Joanna sighed " fine but after I tell you will you promise to be nicer"

"Depends on if I get coffee and food afterwards" I said as Joanna walked off in search of coffee

"The guy we are talking about is Nikki Sixx and he's gonna be the photographer today" Tiffany said with a smile

"Hold on pump the brakes" I said taking a deep breath in to calm myself I could not have heard right.

"As in Nikki walking sex on legs motley crue icon Sixx" I rambled on

Tiffany chuckled " yes ma'am"

Holy hell I done died and in heaven this can't  be real

I was breathing heavily when Joanna came back and handed me my coffee " I see you told her huh" she laughed looking at Tiffany who only nodded with a smile then answered the phone. While Joanna and I sat down drinking our coffee.

"Speak of the devil, that was Nikki he said he will be a little late his meeting is running later that planned" Tiffany informed us

"Ok we will just go eat and come back later or you can call us when he's on his way back and we will come back" I said

"Ok sounds good see ya in a bit" Tiffany said

We sat at a local diner talking and eating we decided to go shop around it had been almost 2 hours and we still haven't heard back from Tiffany so we decided to just go back home and call Tiffany to reschedule seeing as he was too busy to even care to call and let us know anything. At this point I was pissed and tired and just wanted to sleep.

We pulled up to my house Joanna looks over at me " I'm sorry Amy today was a waste of time I got your hopes up for nothing he didn't even show or have the balls to have his assistant to call or anything"

I look at her "it is what it is, it's not your fault he's an asshole for doing that. Good night love I'll call you tomorrow" I get out of the car and she drives off.

I go in my house toss my keys on my table go upstairs to get a shower after my shower I throw on a thong and a tshirt and lay down since it's late and I'm just trying to relax before I go to sleep

I was about to start a movie when I hear a knock on the door I get up not bothering to put pants on or robe thinking it's Joanna that maybe she changed her mind and wanted to sleep over tonight. I opened the door and my breath hitches in my throat Nikki Sixx is standing there glaring at me

"What are you doing here and how do you know where I live" I said glaring back I'm still pissed at the stunt he pulled today and if he was looking for a fight he picked the right bitch tonight

He didn't say anything he just walked right passed me in my home liked he lived here

"Oh pleae do come in it is your house after all" I say sarcastically with a eyeroll and shut the door

He turns to face me "it is my home so I can come and go as I please"

Who does this bitch think he is?

I scoff "really? Wanna tell that to my bank account?  Cause if memory serves me correctly I'm the one that bought and paid for this house and my name is on the deeds not yours"

"Yeah? Thanks for making my pockets fatter" he smirks

I just glare at him and he chuckles " this used to be my house before you bought it"

"That explains the hideous interior when I got it" I smirk at him

He raises his eyebrows at me and continues to glare "you got a smartmouth for someone that left me high and dry"

" excuse me but you are the one who left me high and dry I was there on time you were the one that never showed and didn't have the balls to call and let me know " I said

" you could've waited" he said

I scoffed " who do you think you are? I waited around for 2 hours and was ghosted so I came back home. I'm not gonna waste my time for someone who stands me up and then you wanna come to my house and act like you're the shit and the world revolves around you. Newsflash Nikki it doesn't and I'm not gonna sit around and wait for nobody" I snapped

" you're a bitch I don't know why I even bothered coming over here" he said

"Why did you come to my house this late after what you did? And then walk in here acting like you own this place and run shit u don't run shit and you damn sure don't own or run me" I said titling my head and squinting my eyes

Nikki swifty ran up to me grabbed my shoulders  and pinned me against the wall glaring at me " you're a fucking bitch watch your fucking mouth and how you speak to me " he raised his voice

I smirked at him " you don't fucking scare me I've dealt with bigger and badder dicks than you. I'll watch how I speak to you when you watch how you speak to me"

"I swear to God if you don't shut your fucking mouth right now I'm-"

"You're gonna what Nikki?" I said interrupting him

He glared at me and I could feel the heat radiating off of him and I ain't even gonna lie I was quite turn on. I know I'm crazy but seeing Nikki all fired up and having his body pinned against mine is hot as hell. Then suddenly he yelled a frustrated "fuuuuckk" and then crashed his lips onto mine I instantly kissed him back and within minutes things escalated and the next thing I know we are in heated make out section hands roaming and tongues exploring.

I suddenly came to my senses and pushed him off of me "no you don't get to come in to my home talk to me the way you did and expect me to give in to you and have sex with you especially after we just met and how you so rudely stood me up with the photoshoot and then have the balls to blame me. Take responsibility for your actions man up and actually use your other head to talk with for once in your life. Just cause you're a rock star doesn't mean I'm gonna drop my pants for you" I snapped at him

He looked me up and down "you don't have to drop your pants for me seeing you answered your door in a thong" he smirked

"Get out! Get out right now!" I yelled and pushed him towards the door

He opened the door and stopped looking back at me " to be continued" he said

I slammed the door shut behind him.

[collegetennisoriginstory]

OK. UM. first of all, hiiii! <3 ok lemme just gush a lil bit:

1. I LOVE UR FIC OHMYGOD HOLY SHIIIIIIIT

2. god, i don't even have the slightest idea of how tennis works, but this is just so????? like?????? you know. and i kinda get how the play goes?? YOU'RE AN AMAZING WRITER GOSH.

3. i actually remembered most of the characters?? considering there's a lot of em, this is practically a miracle. again, you're goddamn amazing. i dont know how. maybe the pace is great, but definitely THE CHARAS ALL HAVE PERSONALITY/DEPTH??? like, i actually even remembered the side charas!!! mike, thalia, diego, felix, that cool ass girl in that shooting game, etc. umh just perfecto.

4. THE TENNIS MATCHES ALL FEEL SO SATISFYING!!! <3333333 omg. i feel like WUOOOOOH u know. i feel so cool playing a cool talented mc omg im loving it (i play a i-win-everything type of mc becuz im a perfectionist with a fear of failure) the matches me on edge in my seat oh gosh <3 and when u win it somehow just go WOOOOOOOH again!!! AAAAAA<3

5. aw, and of course, my beloved rivals to lovers rayyan <3333 *sigh* the slowburn.... (hes actually my first & only one. i go: ohhh tension!?!? and make a run for it. um, if it's ok to ask, is there a lot of content in the romance area as of now or in the future? like, replayability in terms of romance? im sorry if this is rude, i didnt mean to, i suck at words & i wont ask that again.)

6. FOUND FAMILY YAY! FOUND FAMILY YAY! <33333 (we genuinely lack those in the if community pls.) soulmates w/ sam. ride or die diego. very reluctant ride or die G (imma be honest, his name is just so hard so my head for some reason just go Guacamole 😭). aww tobin u very big cinammon roll ill protect u. shenanigans. & others too many to name honestly.

7. help this is just so good i had to force myself to sleep at 3am for a 7am lecture and i sat in the front rows and i put my head on the table and the fricking professor called me out ohmygod- BUT IT WAS WORTH IT GODDAMN!! ILL DO IT AGAIN IF I HAVE TO! HA! i cant wait for the next update- i'm gonna have this fic in my head for the next week oh pls noooooo. (no pressure tho. u do u author! take ur time!!! ill be here to support u, whoo!)

8.ALL IN ALL, I LOVE IT I LOVE THIS I LOVE EVERYONE I LOVE YOU AUTHOR *runs over & hug you w/ consent* <333333333333

ok. um. that's not it but if i continue it's literally gonna be an essay so i'll stop.

author. i will die for this fic. ahaahahahah. if i may ask, what's ur fav IFs? (i really, really love this one so im kinda hoping maybe u have similar taste in IFs eheh. again, im sorry if this comes as rude or insensitive.) oh uh & if my long rambles bother u, i won't send it again sorry.

<333 okok. take care of urself, dont forget to eat healthy, drink water & good sleep. have a nice day :D

Wait. I think I might have missed replying to this I am so sorry!!! It gave me so so much joy. Maybe I subconsciously did not want it to leave my inbox haha.

1. And 2 -> THANK YOU!

3. Gosh this is such a great thing to hear. There are a looot of characters, and I definitely worry sometimes that it gets to be too much, but I think the IF is getting long enough for me to give enough-ish screentime to each character... though it takes me a while to cycle back to different side characters. I cant believe you remembered the cool ass girl in laser tag! :)

4. AWESOME to hear! 🥰

5. Yup, being a character driven IF, there will be a lot of romance (or friendship) beats / moments in the IF (which is already true now). The next couple of chapters will follow the same mix of sports, school and romance / hanging out, so you should already have a sense of how much romance there'll be (it'll just keep unfolding / developing for each of the RO routes!)

6. Hehe found family is my fave trope to insert in stories as well.

7. Hahaha aww oh no fictional college life is catching up to your real college life!!

8. HUG YOU BACK (with consent)!!🤗🤗

[mangledscrimp]

hear me out… PL Bendy and the ink machine Fan-game AU thing, it takes place between diabolical box and unwound future ( • ʖ • ). I give you

Professor Layton and the Inky Mystery!

(I heard an audio on tiktok with “The Devil Swing” and all my memories of the game just came back hjshsh) oc by @fatfart200 :3

General Summary;

Hershel receives a letter of distress by one of the journalists researching the animation studio of Luke and Flora’s favorite discontinued cartoon show saying that her friend that worked in the studio has been missing for months and fears that things have gone south in the mysterious building.

Layton,Luke, and flora would go to investigate but instead of Flora being a damsel in distress Layton gets kidnapped by the ink demon while Luke and Flora are distracted leaving the two of them to figure out the mystery and find Layton!

Layton standee in the bendy style would be pretty funny for Luke and Flora to see thinking it’s the professor that just mysteriously disappeared

Prologue; Layton is looking through his morning mail and finds a letter with a black and gold seal on it, he rings up clark and asks if luke can come over for a minute to discuss what he’s found, (mini timeskip) Layton, Luke, and Flora are sitting down together in Layton’s office at gressenheller reading the letter on his couch

���Dear Hershel Layton,

My name is Jolyene Simmons (fatfart200’s oc :3) , I am a journalist in the world times researching something a friend wrote to me a while ago that I think you’d like to look into. An urgent matter at the animation studio she works for, Joey Drew Studios-“ Layton gets cut off (I like to think Layton is the one reading the letters and doing made up voices for Luke and Flora)

Luke and Flora’s faces light up from the name of the studio, it was the same studio who made their favorite cartoon shows! Layton with a surprised look on his face, wondering how they know of something so old (since the cartoons started in 1929 )

Layton: “ Well since you two are so eager about this, how about we watch one of the cartoons? Though i’ve seen to forgotten where i’ve put them…” queue puzzle 1 (I like to think that hershel had a collection of shows he liked to watch in a busted up cardboard box)

after that, Layton puts in the tape for Luke and Flora to watch while he reads the rest of the letter, occasionally looking at Luke and Flora wondering how they could enjoy watching such violent cartoons.

“. I am not currently at the studio myself, however my dear friend still resides inside and hasn’t contacted me in over 3 months. Can you please help me find her? The location of the studio is in Broadway Brooklyn, New York city. I fear that things have turned for the worst in there. -Regards Jolyene Simmons”

Layton; “Oh my, this sounds quite urgent. We must get going! Flora would you like to come with us?”

Flora looking up at Layton with childlike wonder in her eyes and a huge smile on her face ; “Yes! Yes I would love to be on one of your adventures!”

Layton smiles at her reaction

Layton; “We will need to travel by ship, the location is quite far. We will get going tomorrow, 7am sharp! I’ll have to inform Dea-“ Layton’s voice gets tuned out as he starts rambling

Luke helps Flora pack her bag for the long trip ahead of them (end of prologue)

i’ll write the rest laterrr, have a concept art poster

[ghoulsbian]

i've been having a very hard time staying asleep at night lately. i've rather consistently been only getting two to four hours of rest a night. i go to sleep around 1:30-2:30am most nights lately and usually end up waking up around like 4:00-6am.

this is really bizarre for me. i have a pretty wack sleep schedule (i can go to bed from anywhere between 1am and 7am, sometimes at the end of either side of the spectrum, back to back). so, usually i sleep in until 12pm to 2pm. i take a few medications with sedative effects at night and they're supposed to help me get to sleep within a decent time after taking them. they don't always work too well because i'm supposed to take them with food but i frequently don't do that cuz i'm not very hungry at that point. (though, they do make the symptoms they're meant to treat a lot more manageable! so that's something.)

i fell asleep on the phone with my crush last night, haha. she was just sorta talking and singing and it was relaxing to me. it's almost her birthday! me and my family made plans to take her out the day after. i'm very excited! though very nervous. it's been a little bit since we've seen each other in person. i really hope she'll like my gifts i got for her. i got her a lava lamp (she's been saying bc how she wants one for so long now!!), a plushie of a character from a game she really likes, and an old authentic mint condition nirvana concert ticket (her fav band!!).

i've been venting to her about my sleep issues lately, and she's very worried. i'm not as worried i guess, i'm mostly just annoyed. lack of sleep really messes with my brain. it is a very big trigger for my psychosis to start acting up. i haven't really been hallucinating but have been a bit delusional and paranoid. ultimately, i am coping on the account of my medication, but it's still sort of hard to deal with. dissociation has also been a struggle this last week or so.

i just hope i can get consistently good sleep soon!!! i don't really know what's going on to make it so difficult for me lately. perhaps it's how dry my room gets? my room is really small and there's also a radiator in here so it can get pretty hot and dry. to combat this, i typically leave my window open. i've started putting a window fan in there too to get more airflow. i also have a box fan going at the end of my bed lol.

i don't really know what to do to make myself sleep better :( i tried taking a nap after only sleeping three hours the other night and i couldn't manage to fall asleep for hours. it also made me super super shaky afterwards which was kind of concerning to me lol. i kind of wonder if it was because i ate some quite stale cereal (cocoa pebbles) previous to this. though i am not sure if such a thing would cause an affect like that.

anyways i'm gonna try and get back to sleep in a minute or two here. thanks for listening to my ramble! i just wanted a place to get out my thoughts and maybe some updates on my life. i have a desire to create content for this account but am really lacking in energy and motivation due to what i've explained here. hope everyone understands!

much love to all! ♥️💫

[crimson-moonflowers]

7am ship(?) rambles bc my mind goes places while making myself breakfast.

It's feeling guilty of adding Jotaro to the ship hours.

Man I just- I've said for a time now that I really like Jotawife and that I'm really upset at the erasure she gets on the fandom (for ship reasons or others). And that she was done really dirty and wish more people made her justice...

And yet, here I am, taking her away from the events for the sake of my dumb self indulgency.

And not only that. Since Jotaro never got involved with her, I'm also taking Jolyne out because I just can't bring myself to have a canon character be the kid of an Oc (no shame to those who do it, I just don't feel comfortable with it).

I love the poly, I love thinking about them supporting each other and giving that poor guy some love and everything...

And yet, I feel so awful about it too.

[wistful-pigeon]

https://www.tumblr.com/cartoons-asfuk-blog/131237661529 This really got on Cartoon Network. It’s the episode that was delayed and screened at sdcc to. That had to be fun lol. Teen titans go probably does worse but still wow

I mean I assume that whomever you are, this is in my inbox because of my recent Ramblings-

I'll be honest, I don't quite understand the tone implied in this message but I know that I remember the character (Cheshire? Listen it's been a solid 5 years since I had the emotional capacity to watch YJ again but I did in fact watch Season 1 at least 3 dozen times)

I'm going off of context cues alone here and granted, I don't have a whole lot but I feel like this is about Her Legs; and man I can't think of any way to fight in a long skirt (or skirt in general) that doesn't involve Your Opponents Seeing Your Whole Ass and that's why I personally always wear shorts or leggings underneath if I'm wearing a skirt/dress (one has to always be prepared for combat at any moment).

I *did* check just now to make sure, but Cheshire is 19 already in Season 1 so honestly? I don't necessarily see this as being an "inappropriate" or even particularly sexualizing scene- I've seen clips of the latter seasons and whenever Starfire is introduced (no spoilers there please y'all istg I'm going to be watching it soon I just need to emotionally prepare myself and after Good Omens Season 2 I'm still reeling here) I have seen a multitude of GIFs involving... a more sexual nature than what this gives off to me.

So like I think what I'm saying here is that given how female superhero outfits have always been, this scene is nothing particularly raunchy in my eyes; I'd say the whole "Oriental" aesthetic of her character may or may not be in the best of tastes (I would listen to what people of East Asian ethnicity have to say about it rather than say "it isn't problematic at all" cuz I don't know the intricacies of it all) and the overall sexualization of Cheshire's character does sorta play in to the whole "sexualizing East Asian culture" trope that IS indeed a long existing problem; but in the way they tell her story (as far as I recall and up until S2), I think that the overall story of her character is generally handled well without anything that my younger self noticed as being particularly problematic.

Although I do feel there is a difference between how one can show that a certain character may display their attunement with their sexuality (and I don't mean sexuality as in sexual identity per say it's more about one's own image of themselves and how one wishes to be perceived by others, as a Sexual Being) as opposed to the perception of the character through the lens and to the audience and the OVER-sexualization of characters and people that is an ongoing Issue and remains one of the reasons why I have never gotten fully otaku-level obsessed with anime bc it is a very prevalent issue within that form of media.

Don't have a clue why this answer became an essay but here I am, 7am, and I hope that this all comes across in a more cohesive manner than it felt writing it.

And I swear I'll go ask my girlfriend for the HBO password and finally WATCH the show again and the new seasons and maybe then I will understand better? Honestly if you can't tell from all of this I'm AUDHD so if I misconstrued things lmk

[nettlestingsoup]

hi morgan! 1, 3, 4, 8 and 29 for the asks? <3

hi honey! thanks for these!

1: mostly music? a lot of the time i find myself inspired to write by song lyrics, or the mood a song invokes. this tends to backfire on me a little as i end up associating one single song with a fic and then get sick of that song because i listen to it too much...

3: in terms of fic, scarlettstorm (for the untamed), kathrynefromphilly (who wrote the best merthur fic i've ever read, and one i often go back to), and inkin_brushes who's responsible for a 562,000 word vixx vampire au that first showed me that fic could be genuinely good writing and storytelling.

4: for this one i'd probably have to say a mix of fic and traditionally published authors; inkin_brushes is definitely up there with my love of long, slow, angst with a happy ending - i think that fic (immortals) probably made me realise that that was my thing and i wanted to make more of it - and then i'd put erin morgenstern, author of the night circus. she has an incredibly rich, floral, slightly writing style, and never shies away from describing things in a lot of detail, which is something i try to let myself do; her romantic relationships also focus a lot on yearning which i... write so much of. so much yearning. so much slow pining. i think i'd put cornelia funke (author of the inkheart trilogy) after that for similar reasons; her writing style is beautiful and haunting and she often uses quite dark imagery and likes to dip into gothic fantasy into her work (something i'm definitely a little guilty of, and would love to do more of!). i think you'd really like the inkheart trilogy if you haven't read it, actually! they have very interesting worldbuilding and magic systems, and the trilogy really darkens in tone as it goes but still stays true to the characters and who they are.

8: most productive between 8pm and 12am probably! which is less than ideal when i go to bed at 10pm to get up at 7am for work, but i do what i can and make the best of the time i have.

29: the fact that it says favourite poem makes me want to pick a poem SO i absolutely adore wild geese by mary oliver; i love a lot of her poetry really (i have a book of it) especially with the themes of nature and using nature to cope with your mental health, but wild geese is the one i love most.

i tell myself the first line often when i'm worried about making mistakes or doing things wrong or not meeting expectations: you do not have to be good. it's important to remember that nature has no expectations for you. it's alright to stop pushing yourself for once and just love what you love and watch the wild geese fly.

thanks for these! they were fun to answer; apologies if i rambled a little! <3