#might delete this depending how it goes

[thevirginslvt]

dw guys he just tripped

[sherlock-is-ace]

I understand that money is important and it helps. You can't do shit without money, believe me, I get it. And being poor sucks for a variety of reasons, but one that people don't realize is this pretty much exclusively online thing where people insist that donating to help people in need is a mandatory thing...

There's shitty things happening everywhere in the world so we're seeing this more than ever. Think of those posts that start and end (and sometimes they chuck it in between) with

"IF YOU DO NOTHING YOU'RE AN ASSHOLE, FOR PEOPLE WHO WANT TO ACTUALLY HELP HERE'S THE DONATION LINK"

Are poor people just automatically and inherently assholes because we can't give money away? Is once again, human worth and morality stored in the wallet?

And you'll highlight that there are some people out there (good people, understanding people) who view speaking up about something as good as donating to help resolve that issue. But that never lasts... I feel like people see that as "ok you can't donate today, that's fine, sharing is also good. But tomorrow? It's time for the actual help" And that's just not realistic...

I'm not even going to speak on the mental health issues that being poor comes with and how seeing every day that you're an asshole for not helping people with money adds to it... But yeah, maybe don't attack and call people assholes? Especially when you're asking for help?

[viwifey]

might be going out on a limb here as a fairly new account but i’ll happily take gif requests for anything arcane (preferably vi and/or cait) since i have no ideas at the moment

[review-anon]

Mod Bubbles is Okay

I have been speaking to Timeline Anon regarding the whereabouts of Mod Bubbles, and they just confirmed to me that Mod Bubbles is alive. Everyone in their family is safe and sound too.

Tbf I wasn't worried like some people were as having done research into hurricane damage, it can take anyway between a few days to a fortnight to get power back, it very much depends on the hurricane.

But they also confirmed that by Friday we should hear news from Mod Bubbles.

Now, even though that I'm sure everyone is relieved that they are okay, I would like to point out that while they are lucky, there are hundreds if not thousands of people who are not. Some have their houses destroyed, some have lost loved ones, and for some its both.

While me not being American means I cannot really relate, this is still human suffering. As such its important to support those who are not so fortunate.

Its very common during a tragedy to focus on celebrites or other important people who might be only mildly inconvinced by the disaster, while there are others who have lost everything. Its important as individuals that we reach out and look out for everyone, no matter who they are.

Either way this should ease your worries if Mod Bubbles is gonna be okay. They are so calm down.

[saltlickmp3]

learning breed by nirvana cos i worked up the nerve and asked one of the cool metal guys if their band needs someone else and he said he'd ask. breed is actually so cool and not to hard either so yay

[kylorens]

I INSTALLED THE APP

[keirmoonrock]

You know after all these years writing Top Five the biggest thing I've taken away is that listening to the Death Note Musical is actually a fantastic way to practice listening to/recognizing Japanese in the short form. Or speaking it, if you're a croony singing writer like me.

[cyberm4n]

HI I LOVED UR HYPERSEXUAL FEM READER HEADCANONS UR WRITING IS SO GOOD

Soo I'm here to request the vees (mainly vox but idc) x hypersexual Fem reader pleasee 😭🙏

if not that's okay and I hope you have a nice day/night!! feel free to delete this lol

-xoxo, Ari

THANK YOU <3333 i love the vees and ive been looking for an excuse to write them so this is perfect

vees with hypersexul reader

going with the same scenario as last time- you've just finished a round and (char) is spent but you're already ready to go again

《— vox —》

■ he seems like a 2 rounds kinda guy so after that second round and yall are just laying there he is SPENT

■ so when you roll over to lay on his chest like "one more time?" with a little smile on your face, as if yall did not just violently fuck it takes him a moment

■ he's spent, so spent. but he really wants to please you

■ he'd get used to it tbh. like he's mentally prepared everytime now but maybe sometimes he can do a round 3

■ he'd resort to toys i think, only the best for his girl <3

■ there's also something he loves about getting to hold you and watch you writhe in pleasure and he just gets to watch

■ he'd always take your preferences into mind with toys too. like if you want smth specific he's got it for you

■ i feel like he might prefer if yall are spent at the same time so the foreplay goes CRAZY

■ like it's not just foreplay it's actual rounds of getting you to cum before the main event yk

■ or sometimes he'll just ask if it'd be okay to be done for the night when he is

■ he doesn't mind either way but he'd definitely want to communicate about it

■ so yeah it might take him a little bit to adjust bit he'd be just fine!

《— valentino —》

■ okay let's be real this man fucks A LOT so he can probably do like. 3 or 4 lengthy rounds before he's tapped out

■ it's making me giggle about it but like okay val is a kinky guy, and like especially if the first time yall do anything it's a little bit rougher he is SHOCKED when you're down for more

■ he's prly into something like overstim where normally you kinda gotta reel from it after so when he's done and it takes you like. a minute or two to be like "do you wanna do it again?" he judt looks down at you so confused

■ he takes a moment, blinking. he'd definitely ask if you're kidding or smth and then finding out you're not he has to take a moment

■ like, he finds it fucking awesome but jesus christ he's finally met hsi match

■ he might use toys on you or go down on you, depends how he's feeling tbh

■ i think he'd lean towards going down on you, idk he just seems like he'd be a bit of a munch.

■ and if you're okay with it when yall fuck in the future he's constantly just seeing how far you can go before you're spent

■ long story short he's totally chill abt it when he gets used to it and thinks it's fucking great

《— velvette —》

■ okay im literally giggling and kicking my feet while typing this

■ she seems like a 2 or 3 round kind of gal

■ idk femxfem sex doesn't really go in rounds ime but like. yk.

■ so after she's spent, she's like so ready to cuddle up and sleep. but then you're caressing her cheek, nuzzling into her neck. "again?" you murmur and she has to take a moment

■ cause like, she's just super surprised you're still ready for another.

■ she'd ask the most questions abt it. like she'd want to just know more so she can support you better

■ she'd go down on you tho! anytime! she definitely has toys but she seems like the type to be more inclined to eat you out

■ if she gets tired of that she'd use a toy on you. but she stays engaged the whole time, super attentive.

■ she's a service switch so like getting to keep you pleased like this makes her feel good and she doesn't mind at all

■ once again, all of them would embrace it and they do not mind at all!

■ if you guys with the poly hc for the vees i think it just makes it so much better for them to know it's really hard to burn you out

■ i loved this request ty <3

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[coolwyous]

┈─★ 𝘣𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘰𝘭𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦.

         ⊹ ࣪ ˖ getting over the girl who taught you how to dance, now nothing more than a ghost to you. ( dani loved you, once, a long time ago. )

         ˎˊ˗  🌘  ⊹ ࣪ ˖  🔓୭˚.  ⠀ ᵎᵎ ⠀ 🗝️

   ➴ pairing: idol!daniela avanzini x f!reader

          ➴ genre + wc: 2.6k, angst, no comfort, pre-debut flashbacks.

   ➴ you might want to tune in...: baile inolvidable- bad bunny. ♫

you've been extremely intentional about avoiding the corner of the internet where you might run into memories of her. blocked tags, limiting your follows, even being strict about your screen time. of course, deleting every single photo you once had of her— erasing as best you could, every possible memory left behind.but even with all your precautions, it was inevitable to run into her eventually.

so here you are, at 2am, curled into a ball in your bed, phone in your hand, seeing her face on your screen. it feels like you've found a ghost, her bright smile, always camera ready. the girls alongside her, the interviewer seeming more than enthused to have his moment with her. he clears his throat and reads off the card in his hand.

"dani, for you, when is a memory more than just that?" he asks, leaning in to hear her answer.

"what a beautiful question," dani smiles, and you feel your chest tense. watching her on your phone, the tiny screen. her smile never falls, her face never creases, but you see it. something in her eyes shifts.

-

you had never exactly enjoyed being out partying, but when your friends invited you to a live band playing at a local venue, you figured the worst that could happen is that it's too loud, and the best that could happen is you get lucky enough to not get carded for drinks.

you stand against a pillar in the venue, head bobbing to the music. around you, people moving along to it, dancing without a care in the world. you wish there was more coordination in your body to be able to join in, to match them, but you've always been too self conscious to do it.

instead you'll admire everyone who loses themselves in the rhythms blasting over the speakers, the band going from song to song to keep the pulse of the room thudding. people dancing in pairs, people dancing in groups, a few dancing on the own near their friends.

but there's one that catches your eye— a blonde in the center of the crowd, dancing with no-one in particular, moving with a precision to every beat that feels absolutely entrancing. you're not the only one who notices, there's quite a few people who turn to eye her throughout the night, but she pays them no mind. she dances as if her life depends on it, her body taking the music in as if it fuels her, her head tossed back in pure bliss. you admire it, and wish it came that easily to you.

you're about ready to leave, looking down at your phone and texting the group chat that you're about to order an uber, when there's a quick flash of blonde and you realize the girl is in your bubble, eyeing you with her bright curious gaze, two cans of

"what's your name?" she calls out over the music.

you tell her, and she narrows her eyes at you curiously.

"how come you're not dancing? you're the only one in here not even bouncing."

"i'm so bad at it," you laugh.

"well, i'm good," she says simply, and you like the sincerity in her confidence. "i could teach you."

"why would you do that?"

"something tells me you'd be a good dance partner." she beams at you, the light reflecting off her tooth gem. "can't explain it."

"this group plays here every friday," she goes on, pointing up to the band onstage, before looking back at you. "come back next week, promise?"

“what’s your name?” you ask, nearly forgetting to get the key detail as she escapes back into the mass of bodies. 

“daniela!” she calls out to you, waving quickly as she disappears to lose herself once more to the music.

you can't explain it either. something in the way she convinces you feels like you might be able to be swayed by anything she says.

-

next friday, and your eyes are immediately seeking the blonde curls as soon as you enter past the doorway into the booming room. you don’t have to look long, because as long as there’s a crowd, you know it’s inevitable to spot a girl as magnetic and talented as daniela at the center of it.

"you came back," she beams, her eyes meeting yours excitedly as she approaches.

"you're crazy convincing," you laugh, and you came alone this time. "the music last time was fun."

"i thought you'd see the vision,” she grins, before reaching up to grab your shoulders. she twists you from side to side, and though you’re surprised by the touch, you don’t mind it. “loosen up this time, okay?"

you spend the night with dani puppeteering you, the two of you making small talk and laughing. it’s so easy to follow her lead in the conversation, the way she carries herself so unapologetically.

"what made you come back?" she finally asks, after you’ve finally mastered the move she’s been trying to drill into your head

"um, you," you admit, though the way she’s been working at your rhythm has made it admittedly more fun to dance along.

"i was hoping you'd say that," she grins, and pulls your phone out of your hand. "don't make me wait until friday, okay?"

she calls you when you're home, chatting as if it isn't 3 in the morning, as if she has nowhere else to be or anything else to do. you two fall into this rhythm, spending all your free time talking to each other, learning about her interests, her hobbies, her fears.

her dreams. she tells you all about how hard she's working to break into the entertainment industry, and that's where all her time in the week goes. you don't mind— you're talking constantly, and you see her every friday, swinging by her place whenever else she's free to drop her off a coffee or watch another quick piece she's choreographed.

"i think i can do it," she beams, asking you to help record another video of her dancing.

"i know you can," you smile back. the world would be foolish to not see the light that radiates out of her.

-

another friday. the pulse of fun, racing latin music, dani's hands all over your body. you're laughing, losing yourself in the feel of her, the shine of her skin in the flashing lights, the glimmer of those perfect teeth each time she smiles back at you.

"you've gotten good, bebesita," she smiles, and the pet name makes your ears flush. "you still suck at leading, but you're tripping less."

"okay, sorry i'm not ballroom ready," you laugh.

"you learned for me, what more could i ask for?" she smiles, and you find yourself realizing you’d probably do anything for that smile.

you feel yourself surge with bravery, your heart threatening to pound out of your chest. she’s so beautiful under the light, so radiant, so impossibly magnetic. you’re not ignorant to the eyes that flood to her and the people who reach for her to try and partner up, but through all of it, her focus remains on you. that doesn’t go unnoticed.

"you could ask to kiss me," you test the waters.

you see her pause, a quick glance around. you wonder if you’ve prodded too far, maybe misread her signals. 

but she reaches forward, her elbow hooking around your neck, pulling herself into your bubble without hesitation. 

“let me kiss you,” she presses, and somehow it feels so like dani, a question and a demand all at once. all you can do is nod, and she’s bridging the gap between the two of you, her lips so soft against yours, so hungry for something inexplicably so easy between you both. 

you two dance all night long, until your ears are ringing from the music blasting the whole night. as soon as you mention leaving, she agrees and calls an uber for the two of you. you don't ask her what it means that she's inviting herself over.

-

weeks turn into months, and through those months, she leaves more of her things at your place, never asking questions, never settling into anything too predictable besides the consistency of her phone calls. she reaches out to you any chance she gets, and if she’s not working, or auditioning, she’s seeking you out, finding any opportunity to spend time with you.

you’re too scared for the other shoe to drop, this girl so magnetic, so perfect, spending every ounce of spare energy with you, saving her friday nights to dance with you, ignoring the world around the both of you as you two disappear into the music. 

it’s a routine you could get used to, you realize. maybe you don’t have to ask a million questions, if you’re happy with what you have now.

"i love this song," she beams one night, you spinning and dipping her into your arms. you’re better at this, miles from where you started, and you owe it all to the charming instructor that wiggled her way into your arms.

"i love that you love this song," you tell her, laughing back, as you two match pace with your movements. 

she takes a moment, her eyes feeling like they’re burning into yours. your mouth goes dry as her eyes light up with something mischievous, something seeking more.

"more than you love me?" she tests you, head tilting.

"i might love you a lot," you answer without hesitation, the truth having pressed against your chest for months now. 

she smiles, as if triumphant, and wraps her arms around your neck, pressing your foreheads against each other.

"i do love you a lot," she confesses, before adding, "i think the only thing i might love more is music."

"i'll take a fair second place," you laugh, and she grins back and wraps herself up in your arms.

-

a part of you knew the high wouldn't be able to last this long. it starts with her not making it to a friday night dance date, noting that she has an audition that went well and needs to train for the second round. you don't mind, because she’s stayed the night for months at this point, and even mentions something about moving in together once the audition is over.

but then the texts take longer to get replies, the phone calls shorten in between, she's alone less and less.

the other shoe drops, and you can’t say you’re surprised.

she has the decency to tell you in person, your first time seeing each other in nearly two weeks, where she simply shows up at your doorstep in the middle of the night, eyes red. you can tell she’s been thinking, been contemplating, you can tell she has her mind made up.

"i can't make it all work." it’s quick, and in another world, it might be painless.

whatever it was with dani, it's gone now. you can't even be mad— did you ever ask her to be yours in public outside of your circle, to truly talk about the future, to live in anything besides the present moment?

"okay," you say simply, feeling your heart crease in half before it tears as she leans in for a hug, presses a kiss to your temple, and disappears into the night without another word. 

you wait to hear back the next day, the next evening, the next friday night, but you realize the painful finality in it all. 

dani never comes back to the friday night live music. dani doesn’t call, doesn’t text. you’ve resigned yourself to the realization that dani has probably erased you from her mind entirely. 

-

you know you had blocked her public account, nearly a million followers now. somehow it's a clip that pops up from a fan account, avanzini_edits with a bio that lists all the dates which dani had interacted with it. you can picture her, watching edits of herself, critiquing her dancing or her singing the way she used to with you in bed watching back her audition videos you had recorded for her.

you find the interview by accident, and can't manage to look away.

she breathes deeply before answering the question, though you admire the way she can keep her composure. there’s no slip, no wince, she’s perfectly composed through it.

"i've tried a lot to just live in the moment, not think about anything else," she finally answers, and you’re in awe of how she can be so vague yet so sincere all at once. "but that hasn't always been the best move for me. i think when a memory is the last thing connecting you to something, or someone, a memory can be everything."

"okay, work philosophy," one of her groupmates laughs, snapping her fingers to cheer her on. the other few begin to giggle along.

"i can be deep sometimes," she laughs, and your heart lurches inside your chest. that laugh had comforted you so many times before, now feeling more like the laugh of a stranger.

you’ve seen enough, but it resonates with you. you like the video, if only to prove you were able to make it through without bursting into tears, and fall asleep to the silence of your own breathing. you can swear when it’s quiet, you hear the music you used to dance to.

-

your phone buzzes, waking you. you blink a few times, as if to try and clear your vision, when you realize exactly who is on the calling end. the contact photo you never realized you had kept.

"hey," that voice, the familiarity causes your chest to rumble. you're very easily the wrong step away from a sob within a few given moments.

"hi." you try to keep your voice even, calm, but it shakes gently. you don't know how long it's officially been since your breakup, but it's been long enough. "what are you doing?"

"just thought about you," she says simply, and you wonder what the timing is of having liked the video and daniela calling you for the first time after months of radio silence.

"i um, i miss you," she adds, after a moment of silence, and you hear a sniffle from her end of the line. "a lot."

you bite your lip and feel the first few tears well up in the corner of your eyes. she sounds so small, so gentle. "i miss you too, dani."

"i need you to forget about me," she breathes. "if you miss me, it's like i can feel it, and i start to miss you back, and it just keeps hurting."

"you called me," you remind her, the rage building in your chest at her audacity.

"i know, it's my fault i'm crashing out, i just—" she pauses, and you hear another sniff on her end. "i'm struggling to forget you. i need you to help me, i need to hear you say you'll forget about it all."

"i can't just let go of it all that easily," you tell her frustratedly. "it's not like i'm still in love with you on purpose."

"i'm sorry things didn't work, in this world." you hear her breathe on the other end, and you’re torn between asking more and letting her follow what she believes she needs to do for her dreams. "this is the last time i'm ever going to call you. please help me move on."

"okay," you breathe. you’re not brave enough to ask anything else of her. 

"i'm sorry." she says simply, the line goes dead. 

[simplyanjuta]

Enhancing Sims Thumbnails 🖼️🔍👀

So I have received some questions regarding this post and had another look at the ThumbnailConfig.ini file to see if there is anything else worth tweaking to enhance sims thumbnails.

I also decided to share my settings (though not sure if this is a good idea, I'll see how it goes). Disclaimer, that what works well for me/on my screen, might not be the best solution for you and you might be better off with the default settings. Also remember that generating higher resolution thumbnails can slow down your game. I think that visually the settings (only) make a big difference if you play on a larger screen and/or with an upscaled UI (game accessibility settings).

You can try my settings or use the info shared below (I might update it in the future) to experiment with the settings yourself. You can find examples on how to edit the file in my previous posts here and here and you can use any text editor like Notepad or Notepad++ to do so.

Download and details below the cut ⤵️

Below you can see what I changed (marked in green) and for what purpose as well as what resolution settings there are in general. I only looked at sims thumbnails and ignored everything else. I also think some settings should not be messed with, like the ones affecting pictures that are uploaded to the Gallery (exception is if you wanna extract these pictures for editing purposes) and there are a few settings that are not relevant for gameplay. Some settings I'm not sure about (feel free to share any info).

📥Download:

Sim File Share Last updated: February 27th, 2025

📒How to install:

This override does NOT go into your mods folder. Instead, you need to replace the original game file with it which you should find somewhere along a path like this:

C:\Program Files (x86)\Origin Games\The Sims 4\Game\Bin\res

The path might be slightly different for you and depends on where the game is installed on your computer. You can check the location in the EA app. To do so, select The Sims 4 ->  “Manage” -> “View properties” (there should be a similar option on Steam):

Locate the file ThumbnailConfig.ini as described above.

Save a copy of the original file somewhere on your computer in case you need to go back. (However, you can also run a game repair to restore the settings if needed.)

Replace the original file with the override (either with my file or with your own version).

Delete the file localthumbcache.package (see info here), so that the game can generate new thumbnails, then restart the game.

Note that you will need to repeat the steps/redo the changes whenever this file is overriden or updated or by the game.

Current game bug (not a mod/config issue):

It seems that the game currently is regenerating thumbnails each time you restart the game, even when the thumbnails already exist in the file localthumbcache, thus unneccessarily slowing down the game and bloating up this file. I tested this with no mods, with basegame only, in a fresh save, with the thumbnail config file reset to factory settings and it’s still happening. Also added my findings to this bug report. If you noticed the same issue, please hit “me too”.

[howtofightwrite]

Missing an Eye

So, a weird note, I can't find this ask anymore. I think it might have been deleted. Anyway, that contributed to the delay in getting this live on Tumblr tonight.

EDIT: I just found the ask. I answered this on Monday. I am deeply sorry for reposting the ask again. This has been a hell of a week, and this just goes to show how fried my brain is from the stress.

So, again, mea culpa. I did not mean to spam out this post again.

Hello! Thanks a ton for all the work you guys do! It's been very helpful to read through your blog and adjust how I write action. What would you say is the best weapon for someone with depth perception issues in a pretty straightforward fantasy setting? I've got a character with horrible depth perception, but he's in a position of power/influence where he needs to be armed and can't always have guards around.

Depending on the level of sophistication, I'd say that's a pretty good setup for an enchanted prosthetic eye. Depth perception does effect melee combat, but the loss of peripheral vision is probably the more pressing issue.

Really, the time when depth perception becomes a serious consideration is with ranged weapons, where judging the appropriate fire arc is as important as the horizontal angle.

Intuitively, your audience is more likely to recognize that depth perception is likely to be an issue with polearms, more than blades or axes. Then again, a lot of readers often won't really pick up on a character's loss of depth perception as important (even in situations where it is.)

I suspect that a dagger would be the weapon that suffered the least from a loss of depth perception, if the character is using it as an assassination tool, rather than getting into actual combat. Failing that, a sidesword of some variety would probably be one of their better options if they did find themselves in full on combat, though, as mentioned, the loss of peripheral vision on the side with the missing eye would be a more severe vulnerability, especially in mass melee.

Now, the best weapon for someone missing an eye is a retinue of well trained and loyal soldiers who know that your character's experiences make them more valuable as a leader than as just another fighter. That is somewhat how this visual coding works for characters. So, while it's possible that this is some loner, very often that eye patch doubles as a bad of senority.

Also, it is worth considering that someone may wear an eyepatch specifically to prevent night blindness in that eye, when they expect to transition between bright and dark areas in quick succession. One (possibly apocryphal) example were marines who expected to fight below decks during boarding actions during the Age of Sail. Being able to flip up their eyepatch as they went below decks would help reduce the advantage that defending sailors with acclimated vision would enjoy.

-Starke

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[jaxxsoxxn]

>> ELIMF SAYS HORN IT UP [gn!reader x elimf x odxny]

elimf uses he/him pronouns (bc im pretty sure he's referred to himself as a guy? but that's about all the reasoning), uses they/them for everyone else.

Probably ooc, im still figuring everyone out ;;

smth silly <3 I take requests if this barely existing fandom is alive

lowkey horny elimf for the duo, even if he doesn't realize it for the most part.

tw. drinking; irresponsible drinking especially; kind of dissociation but depends on how u look at it; elimf is technically having a bad fcking day even if it's not stated clearly.

im writing it at, like, 1am n i might not notice most of the uhhh writing errors.

___

El didn't smoke that much lately, but he was sipping lazily a beer while using only one hand to write back in the chatroom. He wasn't sure which beer was it, but he was pretty buzzed at this point.

"Elimf" looked at the words passing his screen with a small smirk. Thrim, bless them, gave them a year of peace. As they learned more and more, they finally decided to try to find them and ask them to join something a bit more like a social groupchat, still hidden from curious eyes if or when they wanted to brag about their possible hacks.

If you'd ask him before thrim, if he'd chat with incri or even wnpep out of his own will for simple fun after they're done, he'd laugh. Now here he was, sending a meme of a staring hamster after pep made the mistake of saying something vaguely sexual.

All he gets is the staring emoji.

He sits back in his chair, a low sound leaving it with the move, almost like a whine. After a few slow blinks and a deep sigh, he finally looks back at the screen.

thrim: lmao stare off, you got this elimf

He should go to sleep.

He should leave the chatting for later today, the clock on his laptop showing 2 AM.

Instead, he slides into thrim's dms, one simple message being sent before he closes his eyes and takes another sip.

He wishes he'd have something heavier to drink.

elimf: wanna have a drink with me?

thrim is writing...

It only takes one more sip for the bottle to be empty and, thus, useless. He hovers with his mouse on the text, asking himself if he'll delete the message, will thrim have enough brain in their head to not mention it. He's too late in the end.

thrim: I'd be down, as long as you're aware that od will be there somewhere in the back thrim: I mean, they'll probably hear us thrim: Just wanted you to know thrim: and also had to ask them if they're okay with it beforehand, so that's why it took a while for me to respond thrim: in case you were wondering

Talk about not carrying about double- or, well, quintuple texting. If that's a thing. If not, trust thrim to be the one to come up with it.

He calls without answering the texts, his finger slipping once while trying to do so. Maybe he's drunker than he thought he was. He doesn't disconnect.

"Hi there, elimf!"

The way their voice goes softer, slower around his "name" makes him chuckle. They were obviously trying their best at sounding it out. The idea of them trying it out beforehand made him a little heated.

"Just L's fine." he states, noting a green smudge in their background. "How's ya, thrim?"

He wants to stay silent and just watch them as time passes, he wants to reach for them and pull- their hair, their skin, the hoodie that's obviously not theirs, anything.

He tries to take another sip and grimaces when the empty bottle lightly hits his teeth, too light without any liquid. Furthermore, he lets it fall, ignoring the breaking glass as he reaches for another. Thrim doesn't seem to be good at following in his footsteps.

"You're alright?" they have a slight accent, something so soft that it's barely there. "Did the bottle break?"

There's music in his headphones. He doesn't remember when it was turned on, he cannot remember if it was playing before he called.

"Ya didn't answer me." he says it almost childishly, a stupid grin on his face. The green smudge in the back becomes more visible, the person stopping in their tracks.

"I'm alright, would be better if I'd know if you're good too."

He's staring, probably. He lets himself look down at the new bottle in his hand, before popping the top off with his teeth. As he does so, thrim holds a shot glass, already filled. The green wearing person has a fox mask on that looks like their emojis. They also have a shot glass in one hand and their other hand is patting thrim's shoulder.

He knows it's Od, he knows it so well it hurts, but all he can do is think about how much he wished it wouldn't be odxny themselves. How much easier would being jealous be if he wouldn't know them.

How much easier knowing who he was jealous of would be, too.

"Ya'r drinkin' with us, oddy? What a blessin'" his accent is getting the best of him, he should try to fight it a bit more.

He gets a delicate chuckle back, the mask lowering itself with their face, as Od shakes their head lightly at that. He wants to tear it off, he wants it to be an actual part of him.

He feels unreal, his mind is getting sharp even if his vision seems to be worse - there's an ache in his chest, almost like he's smoked too much-

"L? We're drinking or what?"

With the other voice joining in, he finally remembers to breath. He really shouldn't drink another.

"Of course, unless ya'r already chickenin' out." he slightly grimaces at those words, a pained laugh leaving his throat. "That was a bit too incy for me."

Wnpep would've tried to scold him, Incri would've thrown a fit - but the two just laugh with him, odxny lighter than thrim, but still easy to be heard.

As they raise their glasses, the masked one whispers something to thrim before downing their own. Thrim, stars above, Thrim puts their mouth around the rim of the glass and raise their head, letting their whole neck show and their Adam's apple show off its movement. Two swallows is all it takes, before they whip their head back and lay the glass back down.

He wants to scream, the bottle stopped halfway to his mouth, his other hand's nails biting into the skin on his left thigh.

Thrim outright laughs, their eyes squinted and their hair becoming even messier. Od rests their head in the place where the shoulder and the neck connect, an obvious smirk on their lips as they shake lightly with their own laughter.

He's bright red - he realizes, while blinking owlishly.

"You did this on purpose."

Thrim smirks at him, leaning back lightly. A tiny change, yet still a change. Whatever was the trap they laid down, he walked right into it.

"What can we say, we wanted to know if you'll like what you'll see half as much as we do."

He takes the sip he was meaning to before, his eyes following Od's hand, which was playing with Thrim's hair.

As another chuckle left them, thrim sent him a wink. He couldn't handle it.

He let himself disconnect, a smile on his lips as he stood away from the desk, moving the glass slowly with his bare foot to the side, so he wouldn't step on the bigger parts. A shower and a power nap sounds like a dream duo to him right now and those feelings? Those real feelings that he felt at the duo teasing? Well, those are for the rare sober elimf, thank the stars.

[erinwantstowrite]

Hello!!!! Who is everyone dating in LoF (if they're dating anyone at all)?? :D

AHH good question!! I have a general idea for most characters, but for some I have plans :3

As for dating:

I honestly have no clue with Bruce, but that's just how it is all the time, isn't it?

Dick is dating Wally, because Birdflash for the win!! But he has dated Kori in the past, Babs, (and etc) and they're still good friends to this day :)

Jason I'm still debating on. I like him and Roy and I think it's a popular ship? I haven't looked too far into it. I also hear that Jay, Roy, AND Kori are a ship and that's so so so good

Tim and Kon are in their "will they won't they" where everyone else knows they're dating and they also know they're dating but they don't bring it up at all. Also might have a YJ polycule just for funsies, don't really know atp

I need to read more about Damian and Flatline (AKA Nika) but from what I've seen so far they are. ADORABLE. Like so freaking cute I can't stand it

Cass and Steph are also dating- if anyone is worried about a detail that was in a previous chapter that would make that WAY weird, I went back and edited that. My mistake, y'all, that's on me.

A lot of people asked about Lanky and Shoes and this is my formal announcement: Yes, they are in love!!

As for other characters, it's up in the air. It really depends on what I see everyone ask about the most (but final decision is left to me :3). If I see that people like a certain ship and it's good, I could go ahead and mention it in the background, etc.

And for Peter: Ned.

A lot of people have looked at me strange for this one, but I thought it would be fun to explore that dynamic. I know Ned isn't MJ, or Harry, or whatever other ship people like, but I think they're cute. Some people stopped reading because of it, but I don't want to go back on it... So I don't think I will. I understand where most come from, it's not their cup of tea, but others were just plain nasty and I had to delete their comments on the fic itself, tiktok, etc.

Right now, they're best friends!! Ned is definitely aware he has a crush and is ignoring it, but Peter has no idea. That's 'cause they're both younger in this fic and I think right now they have more important things to worry about than Love. It's more of a puppy crush thing right now, more subtext than plain text.

But later on in the story, it's going to be explored. I may or may not write them becoming a couple or putting a label on it, but it will be talked about. It really depends on where the story goes. But I am of the belief that romantic love isn't the only type of love that can be written about, and at the end of the day, LoF is about the various forms of love and grief.

I think a good way to term Peter is biromantic asexual? I'm not too sure about the terminology here, so take that with a grain of salt. I'm pretty sure bisexuality is on the ace spectrum? Like he's still 14 and he's got a lot of time to figure that out. In my head that's just how it is.

I hope to have a lot of representation in LoF! There's a lot to explore and being apart of the community, I know how important it is. And I hope I don't actually have to moderate my comments because of it, that would suck

[panic-in-the-multiverse]

A Pirates Life For Me

Pairings: father Killian Jones x child/teen!reader

Imagine: what it would be like to be Killian Jones child

Warnings: none really, mostly fluff, and Killian Jones being the best father ever, I guess there’s some spoilers for those who haven’t watched all seasons I guess, mention of when he died, NOT proofread yet

A/N back to writing ya’ll (hopefully), thought I’d start it of easy with some headcanons, so a few other will come out too but this is the first because recently I’ve been obsessing over Killian again along with Obi-Wan Kenobi and Hunter (from tbb)

Side note half of this got deleted and couldn’t really remember what I wrote so it’s definitely not as good as the first draft

First things first you were raised on the Jolly Roger, you would most probably grow up as a pirate, and when old enough you’d help him fighting against the other pirates that would attack you at times

I’m sorry but you’re gonna have to deal with wearing dark colored clothes, he doesn’t do light color therefore neither do you at least until you’re old enough to decide for yourself what clothes you want

You’d beg Killian to buy you the biggest hat ever as you read somewhere that pirates has hats, he never bought you that hat… he did steal a tiny hat that fit you perfectly though…

He was scared to death that he would be like his own father, but don’t worry he’s both like that he’s the best and he’d never leave you like that

Your initials are written beside the wheel (you know where he wrote with his hook for Bae/Neal)

Things you carved into the ship as a kid can still be seen in the most random places

He childproofed the ship, put child locks on nearly every cabinet not knowing if it was child appropriate things in them as the crew would put their things in random places, he did not find the thought of you finding a knife, sword, or gun and accidentally hurt yourself very comforting

Adopted child, biological child, doesn’t matter he loves you the same.

Depending on when you were born you might of watched The Dark One rip the heart out of your father’s lover

One of many traumatic events

Killian values you more than anything else, if he had to choose between revenge or you, he’d always choose you, he’d do anything for you even if it meant him dying

He still knows how to say no to things though

He made a mental list in his head on things he would teach you

1. How to sail

2. How to navigate with stars

3. Sword fighting

4. How to survive on Neverland (just in case Pan decided to kidnap you or something to mess with him)

5. How to escape from Neverland

6. What plants are poisonous or not

7. Do not make deals with the dark one

And then the list goes on and on, he would want to teach you everything he knows about everything really, he just doesn’t want you to make the same mistakes he did, or to end up being a villain as he wants you to get your happy ending

Somewhere along the road you got dragged into wanting to help your father get revenge, nearly succeeded in multiple occasions, but as it turns out villains don’t really get their revenge

You once made the crew find a hook and clothes similar to Killian’s and later on that day you’d run up to Killian, hand clutching a hook and act as if you were the captain of the ship, imitating your father (with a really bad “adult” voice). He would let out a wide smile, eyes twinkling and a soft gaze as he looked down at you trying to reach the wheel. He’d eventually pick you up and let you steer the destination as he helped you turn the wheel the other way than he had set the course too. This was also the first time he taught you how to sail. Or somewhat, it wasn’t like you took much of the information in as you soon got bored and went to watch over the railing at the crashing waves.

Btw I’m tired of fics where Captain Hooks child likes Peter Pan, why because a parents ideals usually sets with the child, meaning you’d probably hate Peter Pan and Rumplestiltskin as much as your father does

He would tell you stories of his older brother and how he was a hero and he wished you’d met him, you would eventually in hell though later as you went to rescue your father so that’s fine, turns out he wasn’t the hero your father made him out to be, but that’s fine you only need one hero and that’s your dad

He would also tell you stories of his adventures, it made for quite the long entertaining tales as he tucked you into bed, kissing your forehead before continuing his story which he altered to be a bit more child friendly and a bit more dramatic

He lets you have some of his clothes when he’s going away for a long time because he knows you’ll miss him

He lets you wear his jackets/coats, you freezing he’s already put his jacket/coat over you, even if they’re too big for you , he loves how adorable you look in it as he’s reminded that you’re still just a child and he doesn’t want you to grow up

He’d try to teach you how to paint, might succeed might not still he loves the bonding time he’s good at painting in any universe you can’t tell me otherwise

He hates seeing you hurt

If you get hurt on a raid he’d made sure whoever hurt you would suffer, you want him kiss the injury better, he’d do so in a heartbeat even if it meant his reputation would falter slightly

He starts dating someone else (Emma) he’d make sure that person treated you right, if not he’d dump said person

If he founds out you like someone he wouldn’t be overprotective, he’d still be protective but he’d mostly be supportive. He’d tease you about it until it became annoying, he’d encourage you and give you advice (even if most of his advice failed)and if it failed he’d be there to comfort you through it all

You’d blame Emma for turning Killian into a dark one and you’d blame Emma for Killian’s death

When you rescued Killian from hell he promised you he’d never die again if not of old age and that he’d never take of his good luck ring ever again as you thought he jinxed it by giving it to Emma

You were glad for his sake when he married Emma just because you saw your father happy with someone else again and not just grieving and seeking revenge for his ex lover

He hugs surprisingly great, he’s like your human sized pirate teddy bear

He misses the times when you would come into his room late at night after a nightmare and crawl under the covers and cuddle close to him, not because you had a nightmare but because he liked that you knew you would always be safe with him

He would hate that you’d have nightmares after his death and you no matter what age you are in would sometimes go into his room to make sure he was still alive and maybe even sleep beside him, he’d wake up to you sprawled out over the whole bed clutching his side tightly as if you were afraid he’d disappear

Will make sure you get your happy ending

He’s just father material it’s as simple as that (just look at Nook, love Nook though but original Hook is the best)

[kairithemang0]

Yknow what, I might as well see what happens

Gonna do the notes game, just gonna see what happens I dunno (I have a lot of stuff I need to do and no motivation so I’ll use the internet to force me to)

25 notes - I’ll finish reading Good Omens

50 notes - I’ll finish pulp musicals (I started it and got distracted, came back an hour later so damn confused I HAD MY EARBUDS IN AND EVERYTHING)

100 notes - I’ll draw more (both traditionally and digitally, I want to improve)

150 notes - I’ll continue writing a coffee shop au I started last October and never finished (it was like 75 pages and I just stopped :()

200 notes - I’ll listen to Starry

250 notes - I’ll try to get at least a 70% in Spanish this quarter

300 notes - I’ll clean my room

350 notes - I’ll work on eating healthier

500 notes - I’ll spend more time with my friends outside of school

750 notes - I’ll finish listening to all the musicals on my musical watch list (there are so many of them…)

1000 notes - I’ll get back to doing taekwondo

1500 notes - I’ll take a walk every day

2000 notes - I’ll spend more time with my family

2500 notes - I’ll rewrite my really bad Xehaqus fic from 2 years ago and try my hardest not to just delete all of it (I’d be rewriting 183 pages, I dunno I wanna see how I’d write it now without changing the entire plot)

3000 notes - I’ll actually start to study for school and not just wing it

4000 notes - I’ll stop being such an asshole to my parents Jesus Christ how do they deal with me

5000 notes - I’ll come out to my mom as trans

Try and reach the goal before uhhhhh I dunno April 16th

I may add more later, depends on how fast yall go through the goals, I have a lot of things I need to do (mainly because I need to start caring about my health and how I treat other people). I dunno, let’s see how this goes

Edit kinda did the “come out to my mom” thing soooooo idk I’ll figure something out for 5000 (maybe)

[hopelesslyromanticshark]

hi hi hi!

first and foremost, I MISSED YALL SO MUCHHHHH!! you've all welcomed me back so warmly, I don't even feel like I left in the first place!!

instead of reply to everyone's lovely and sweet messages in the comments of my last post, i've decided to cover all my bases with a new post!

so...a few life updates!

i've just started my second (!) semester of college in BOSTON! i love this city more than i thought i would and i'm so beyond grateful to be here. though, i have been settled with an evil and demented child as a roommate and she goes out of her way to make my life hellish but i've stopped letting her get to me (as much as i can, anyways).

i'm still a journalism major, happily with an english minor that might be turned into a double major depending on a few things. I'm a part of my school's newspaper and i'm getting published weekly. oh! and because of my dedication to the paper, within my first semester they promoted me the editor of the opinion section! so, overall, loving school and beyond grateful to be getting an education.

i've decided to make a comeback because, over winter break, i started re-reading the books. and i FLEW through them. which isn't all that surprising as i'm a college student and they were written with middle schoolers in mind. but, i completely fell back in love with every aspect of it. which made me realize how much i missed this part of my life too!

now, again, i'm a college student who is heavily involved with her school newspaper. I already do enough writing to make me almost (not quite) hate it lmao. so, posting will be about as sporadic as before! nothing new on that front lmao-

anyways, my current plan is to give the page a bit of a refresh. maybe i'll go through requests but i've got 40 of 'em rn, so idk if i want to just delete them all and start fresh or go through and write the ones i feel like??? idk idk still deciding. I'm also going to be taking this slow because I think part of the reason i disappeared was because i kinda burnt myself out. so we're gonna try and avoid that this time around!!

all in all, i cannot wait to get back into the swing of things and i'm so happy to see so many familiar faces along with new ones!

from the bottom of my heart, thank you for having me back !!

all my love,

covey