#not to be moody on dash but idk

[osaemu]

hey guys

[stuckinmymind22]

playlists | velvet connection

pair: portgas d. ace x afab reader (she/her)

modern au | multimedia | musician ace | more info on story

tags: drinking (reader participates), smoking, unhealthy amounts of alcohol consumption (drink responsibly)

mdni: please - look i can't tell you how to live your life but this isn't for you pls avoid thx

wc: 7.7k

excerpt:

"On stage he exudes charisma, it seems like he is in his element. Like much of the crowd, you are not immune to his charms, he’s almost entrancing up there. You’ve always found it attractive to see people so passionate about what they are doing, and it is clear that he is loving this. He is beaming. A smile like no other graces his face. He has the crowd wrapped around his finger and he knows it. ... You eventually allow your eyes to drift back to Ace, who catches them and sends you a wink. The simple action makes your heart flutter in a way that you know is problematic. Instead of showing the way he’s impacting you, you give him a short laugh in response. Even at a distance you can tell that his eyes light up as he smiles into the mic."

a/n: v excited to start this story, rn i'm not planning on it being much longer than 15 chapters but we will see how that goes when i wrote this i had just finished sabaody (had a breakdown) and idrfk who sabo is so idk why i included him but i did, if he's ooc pls ignore, thx

wc: 7.7k

important: reader works in live music there's a couple of technical terms that aren't crucial to know, like you can understand the story without knowing them but i wanted to include them

Tech rider = document saying what the artist is bringing and what equipment they need from the venue

In ear monitors/in ears = how a musician hears themselves while playing on stage, has noise cancellation (tbh i take some creative liberty with how they work)

just so you know half of this is how live music works (well more than half tbh) and the other half i made up source: i work in live events not in production though

song(s): they haven't really started playlists so no official song but this one kinda sets the vibe of what we got going

"I know you felt it that velvet connection" - Velvet Connection by Moody Joody

You walk into the old venue that you call work where you are a live sound engineer. The small place is barely staying open, relying on subsidies from being a historic site and sales of alcohol, but you love it anyways. You’ve been working here for the past two years and really enjoy both the job and your coworkers.

You were running a little late but you came bearing gifts, you stopped at a nearby coffee shop and grabbed some drinks. Ussop, the other live sound engineer, happily grabs his as he reads through the tech rider to see what you will need for the night’s show. You really should have looked it over before you got here. It is the first time in a while that you were going into a show blind, all you know is that it is a local act, beyond that you’re clueless. As soon as Usopp leaves the booth you spot a familiar head of red running your way.

“Why’re you here so early,” you question Nami, one of the venue’s bartenders, amused with how fast she dashed over to you. She pulls her drink out of the cup holder and thanks you.

“I had to come in for a delivery,” she answers dismissively before her entire demeanor shifts to excitement, “Anyways, are you excited for tonight?”

“...why would I be?” you ask with confusion.

“Don’t you know who’s playing tonight?” she looks disappointed and sighs when you shake your head no, “I can’t believe you don’t know. Tonight Luffy’s brother is playing.”

“That’s cool,” you say, unsure what to make of her enthusiasm.

“No, you don’t understand, Luffy is playing with him,” Nami says, brimming with joy. Luffy is an energetic coworker of yours who normally controls the lights, he’s also Usopp’s roommate. You love him but he isn’t exactly known for his musical talent, in fact it was quite the opposite, he quite literally cannot hold a note.

“Oh…wow,” you say, not sure how to feel about this information, “Let’s just hope he plays the drums, he can keep a beat but anything else… I’ll make sure it’s tuned really well. But maybe he’ll surprise us?”

“I mean I hope so, but Luffy?” she gets called back to the bar before she can finish her thought.

Suddenly interested in the act, you check the show’s schedule and see that their name is Ace and The Spades. You think that you’ve heard the name before but you aren’t entirely sure what their sound is. You’ll find out soon enough.

Looking through the tech rider for the night you see that they are bringing a lot of their own equipment, which shows that they’ve probably been performing for a while and also means that there isn’t too much for you to do until they get here. They should be arriving any moment, so there’s not much more you can do but wait to help them unload.

To your annoyance, the time that they were supposed to unload comes and goes, setting back your schedule. It’s nice to have that extra time padded in in case something goes wrong, but running late is also something going wrong you suppose. Before you can get truly irritated, Luffy comes bounding through the artist door carrying nearly an entire drum kit by himself, making him look like a pack mule. Honestly, it was so impressive you nearly missed the two other guys who came in with him.

“Sorry that we’re running late Y/N,” Luffy says when he sees you. You quickly move to help Luffy with the drums. “This one fell asleep,” he says, using his newly freed hand to point at the man in an orange cowboy hat, who promptly sets down a guitar case to hit Luffy on the head. 

“Ow, Ace, that was mean,” Luffy says, rubbing his skull. So this is his brother you think. There's no doubting that he’s attractive, with dark raven hair and freckles that dot his face. He is quite a bit taller than Luffy, but around the same height as the other guy, who you forgot about until now. 

“Well you’re here now,” you say with a smile, quickly helping Luffy with the kit. “I had no idea you were playing tonight, that’s so cool,” you say to your coworker who laughs happily in response.

“Isn’t it?” Luffy says cheerfully, putting the drums down on the stage, “Oh, before I forget this is Ace and Sabo,” he says pointing to the dark haired one and the blond respectively, “Ace, Sabo, this is Y/N, she’s on production.

 “I need to go make sure that the lights are programmed right and show Usopp how to use them.” Luffy calls the man in question over and they both disappear to the tech booth.

You start unpacking the drum set and when Ace approaches you, “You don’t have to do that, I can do it.”

“It is quite literally my job,” you say to him, trying to hide your annoyance, “it’ll take me twenty minutes max.”

“I know, I just feel bad for being late,” he says, scratching the back of his neck.

 “If you really want something to do, you bring those five mics over here,” you say pointing to the ones for the drums just off stage. He successfully brings four of them to you while you work on assembling the kit. 

“Fuck,” you hear in Ace’s direction following a crash. The mic stand is in two parts, the stand is knocked over on the floor and its arm Ace holds in his hand. You sigh and stand up, ready to fix it.

“That happens it's okay” you say walking to him. When you get there you take the arm from his hand and pick up the stand and attempt to reassemble it, but it isn’t working. You examine the parts only to realize that the stand is broken broken. “Well, shit” you mumble.

“I am so sorry, I just picked it up and it fell apart,” Ace says guilt laces his voice.

“From the looks of it this was probably bound to happen, I’ll go find another one,” you say before you disappear into the depths of backstage looking for another overhead mic stand. You search everywhere you can think of but cannot find a replacement.

“Hey Usopp,” you call for his attention running towards him, “Do we have another overhead somewhere special that I forgot about?”

“No, that was our backup, remember when that one artist broke ours and dipped a few months ago before getting us a new one,” he says, “What happened?”

“One broke,” you sigh in defeat.

“Well, shit,” he responds.

“That’s what I said.”

“I can probably rig something up for the night,” Usopp offers, always ready to jerry rig something.

“I’ve tried that before and broke multiple drumheads”

“How did you break multiple, it just goes above one,” Luffy butts in.

“Because I’m stubborn,” you say to him and turn back to Usopp, “I can just go to Larson’s real quick.” You offer to go to the local music store a few blocks down. Usopp agrees, telling you he’ll hold down the fort but to be quick. 

On your way out the door, Ace stops you, “What’s the verdict?”

“Gotta go get a new one,” you admit.

“Let me come with you.”

“I can do it by myself,” you push back.

“I don’t doubt it,” he says with a charming grin, “But I broke the other one, so I should help fix it.”

“I told you, you didn’t break it, but if you insist, let’s go,” not willing to waste time arguing.

The two of you make your way out the building and he follows you down the city sidewalk. In this light you can really see the freckles that adorn his face, they give him an almost boyish charm. Realizing that you’ve been staring, you clear your throat and turn your eyes to the path in front of you.

“So Luffy’s your brother, huh,” you say awkwardly trying to start a conversation as you walk.

“Yeah, he’s my little brother,” Ace says, putting his hands in his pockets.

“It’s cool that he’s in your band, what does he play?” you ask.

“He plays the drums,” Ace responds. Called it you think. He continues, “When I first started playing live he got really excited and kept asking me to be the drummer. It didn't take much for me to fold. He’s my brother and I love him. If it makes him happy, I’ll let him play for me anytime.”

“That's actually very nice of you,” you say nodding.

“What? Were you expecting me to be mean, Doll?” Ace asks you with a playful grin.

“Doll?” you say, raising your eyebrow.

“I thought it seemed fitting,” he shrugs.

“What about Sabo? What does he play,” you question.

“Sabo does a little bit of everything, mainly bass and keys though.”

“Ah so a multi-talented king I see,” you joke, causing Ace to laugh. He has a nice laugh, you think to yourself, the kind that makes you want to laugh too.

“How’d you get into music in the first place?” you question. 

“There’s not really one specific answer to that,” he starts, “I guess I’ve always enjoyed music. Around middle school I started playing guitar and by the time I got to high school, I was writing song after song - granted most of them were absolute garbage,” he chuckles, joy sparking in his eyes, it’s clear he loves talking about music.

“Eventually, I got better at writing and I knew it was all I wanted to do. I had to stop for a few years when my grandpa forced me to join the navy,” the bitterness in his voice is evident.

“But I’m back,” he says cheerfully as looks at you and his smile grows.

Before he can ask you the same question you arrive at Larson’s and your conversation is put on hold. You know exactly what you need and where it is so you head over to the mic stand section picking out a cheap replacement that’s decent enough quality. You bring it to the register and by the time you’re ready to pay Ace already has his card on the reader.

“What are you doing?” you question him.

“Paying,” he responds.

“I can see that, I’m asking why.”

“Because I broke it and I feel bad.”

“I already told you you didn’t break it,” you say with a sigh, “from the looks of it it was on borrowed time, the threading was basically non existent.”

He offers you a smile and takes the stand from the counter turning on his heel to the door. You have no choice but to follow him.

“You know I would’ve been reimbursed for that, right,” you say as you step into stride with him.

“You can reimburse me by taking me to dinner sometime,” he flirts. You can’t help the butterflies that form in your stomach. First it was calling you “Doll” now he’s asking you to dinner? Is this just how he is?  You think to yourself.

“I suppose that’s a fair trade,” you say. His smirk is triumphant.

~~~~~~

The two of you arrive back at the venue laughing as you walk in the door. You know you need to get back to work, but you also don’t want to stop being with him, you’ve really enjoyed being around him so far.

“Have you thought about where you’re taking me to dinner,” he jokes, hoping to talk to you more.

“Where would you want to go?” you try turning the choice on him.

“You’re taking me so you decide. While you’re thinking about it, how about you give me your number,” he says with a charming smile, pulling out his phone. You give him your phone and he hands you his to put your contact information in, you keep it simple, just your name and number, and give it back to him. 

He looks at his phone and shakes his head, changing something about the information you put in, but you don't have time to question because Usopp runs up to the both of you and takes the mic stand from you – well from Ace – before he runs back to stage to set it up.

“Back to work” you say with a hint of regret.

“Aye aye captain,” Ace says with a goofy smile and salute. You turn on your heel, concealing your grin and go get to work.

A switch is flipped inside of Ace during soundcheck, as soon as you start he becomes surprisingly professional. Despite being late earlier, it seems like he doesn’t like to waste people’s time. He’s articulating exactly what he needs, something that you really only see in seasoned artists. He even helps translate for his brothers, namely Luffy. (“the clicky thing is too quiet,” he complains. “the metronome,” Ace clarifies).

For someone who literally works in the industry, you would think that he would know some of the technical terms, but it seems not. When working on the mix for his in ears.

“Why does it sound fuzzy,” Luffy asks. You hear it too and your eyes scan the stage looking for the cause

“Luffy, how are you getting feedback?”Ace snickers, instantly understanding what his sibling is saying. All eyes go to the culprit who for some reason had taken out one of his in ears and had it dangerously close to the mic.

“Luffy, you gotta keep those in,” Ace laughs even harder.

“But I hate them, they’re uncomfy” Luffy pouts and you struggle to hide your smile.

“How? They were literally made for you,” Ace says tired as you stifle a giggle, “You gotta keep them in.” Luffy grumbles but does as he is told.

You don’t get a full picture of their sound, which is common with sound check, because they only play bits and pieces of their songs but as they cycle between them you can tell that Ace has a nice voice.

After soundcheck is over you manage to catch up to Ace. “You're an excellent translator for Luffy, maybe we should keep you around,” you joke.

“It’s years of practice,” he responds.

~~~~~~

The pull that Ace surprises you, people seem to be flooding into the venue as soon as the doors open. You already knew that it was going to be a busier night, but you weren’t expecting this much. You don’t actually remember the last time you saw this place this packed full of bodies. There’s not even an opener so all of these people are here for him. It was so uncharacteristic of this place that the cynic in you can’t help but wonder if Robin had a bunch of tickets comped, giving out free tickets for the bodies, and that’s why it was so full. Something is telling you that this crowd is genuine.

As showtime draws nearer, anticipation bubbles in your stomach, it’s possible that you’re in for an even bigger treat than you thought. When it is finally time for the show to start and they come out on stage you notice that somewhere between now and soundcheck Ace lost his shirt. Goddamn, you think. You knew he was hot before but wow. 

On stage he exudes charisma, it seems like he is in his element. Like much of the crowd, you are not immune to his charms, he’s almost entrancing up there. You’ve always found it attractive to see people so passionate about what they are doing, and it is clear that he is loving this. He is beaming. A smile like no other graces his face. He has the crowd wrapped around his finger and he knows it. 

You’re staring more than you would like to admit, the ways that the muscles in his arms move as he plays the guitar has you in a chokehold. His fingers moving across the fretboard with such ease is placing thoughts that are not safe for work in your head, and it’s that realization that snaps you out of it. 

What the hell are you thinking, you internally scold yourself, first of all he’s Luffy’s brother and that would be weird. Secondly, You. Are. At. Work. 

You forcefully rip your eyes away from him, worried that they’ll remain glued to the man for the rest of the show if you don't. You switch your focus to the monitor and when that gets boring eyes wander the stage and crowd. You’re looking everywhere but him in fear that you won’t be able to pull yourself away if you lay eyes on him again.

Your eyes find Luffy and you remember that you should be supporting your coworker. He actually is pretty decent at drums, he misses a beat every now and then but that’s likely due to how much fun he is having. He wears his trademark boyish grin as he thrashes his head as he plays, causing his hat to fall off, repeatedly. Between songs and during little breaks he is constantly reaching towards his back to put it back on. At least he’s wearing the head strap you snort, thinking of all the times his hat has fallen from the beams as he worked on the lights.

You eventually allow your eyes to drift back to Ace, who catches them and sends you a wink. The simple action makes your heart flutter in a way that you know is problematic. Instead of showing the way he’s impacting you, you give him a short laugh in response. Even at a distance you can tell that his eyes light up as he smiles into the mic.

You can’t deny that he puts on a great show, it seemed to come naturally for him. You’ve seen a lot of performances, but this was something special. It was clear that Robin thought so too. Near the end of the show Robin, who is one of the managers and also the one who books acts, joins you sidestage - you’re pretty sure you know what that means.

“Y/N, how was working with Ace?” Robin asks in a calm voice.

“Great, he’s really professional, I was surprised,” you tell her, intentionally putting a good word for him - not that it isn’t the truth. You can’t lie to yourself, you are hoping that he becomes a regular, you like his company and would want him to be around more. She nods in response, she stays by your side for the rest of the show, which is a good sign.

Right before it ends, Robin asks again, “Do you think that they should come back?” You answer positively a bit too fast, she turns and raises an eyebrow with a small grin. “Okay then, I’ll see what I can do,” she says.

“Great job, Dollface,” Ace says to you, walking off stage, grabbing a towel he left there to wipe off the sweat.

“You were incredible too,” you tell him.

“Really?” he cocks his head, “I felt rusty.”

“If that’s rusty then I can only imagine what you could do at full power,” you tease. He laughs lightly. Robin, who you forgot was still there, has an amused look on her face looking between the two of you, before she whisks Ace off to talk.

You and Usopp start taking down the equipment as the crowd filters out of the venue, you’ve done this so many times together that you don’t even need to communicate. You bring something back to the booth and are surprised to find Luffy there.

“What are you doing here, mister,” you say in a deep authoritative voice, causing the both of you to chuckle.

“Don’t wanna forget the program,” he says holding up a USB stick.

“You can probably just leave it too, I got a feeling we’ll need it again,” you say, unable to keep it in even though it’s not a done deal.

He scratches his neck looking confused, “What do you mean?” he asks. You give him a look, knowing he can figure it out and his eyes widen. “Did Robin-” he stops when you nod with a big smile. He practically vibrates from excitement.

“I knew it would happen!” Luffy says feeling vindicated, “Ace didn’t believe me.” 

You frown, “Why didn’t he believe you?” 

“I don’t know,” he says unsure, “I think he said something about being out of practice?”

You hum in response before switching the subject “I didn’t know you played drums.”

“Thanks, I’m bad at them,” he says with his signature laugh.

“I thought you were really good actually,” you say, giving a heartfelt compliment.

“That was lots of practice,” he says seriously. 

“That’s what it takes to be good at something, you goofball,” you giggle, “How long have you been playing?”

“I think I started when I was like 13? I’m not sure,” Luffy says after thinking hard. “I wanted to spend time with my brothers and this let me do that, plus hitting things is fun” He laughs again, “Anyways, I gotta get going see you later.”

You watch Luffy walk away with a smile, you can see that he’s halfway to the green room when he turns around. “Oh, Y/N,” he nearly shouts as he runs back to you, “I don’t know if Usopp told you but we’re having some people over Saturday cause we don’t have a show. You should come.” He ends up in front of you.

He must be able to tell that you’re a bit hesitant, “Pleeeeeaassee,” he drags out his plea, “Zoro’s on keg and you don’t smoke so you don't need to worry about bringing anything,” he tries to convince you.

“I’ll be there,” you say with a smile

“Yay!” he exclaims, before walking away “see you Saturday Y/N!”

You return the sentiment, but you can’t help but wonder if Ace will be there too. 

Packing up the rest of the equipment goes smoothly and soon enough you’re in the comfort of your own bed when your phone buzzes.

just a quick psa: do not fucking drink like this, binge drinking can and will kill you, you are not invincible please be safe. Have to dial back what they are capable of drinking in universe bc alcohol poisoning exists but this is still you’re in the hospital level binge drinking, like you’re dead drinking please do not do this. <3

Ace feels a little bit out of place in the small apartment, surrounded by his little brother’s friends on a Saturday night. Luffy asked Ace to come over at least a dozen times and he would do anything for the kid, so he plans on sticking around for a little while despite the awkwardness.

He got roped into party prep earlier in the day, which was moving the furniture to the walls and sweeping (“We have to make a good impression,” Usopp, Luffy’s roommate said, “it is very important to any social gathering, and we have the best ones” Luffy reminded him that they had never hosted before with a laugh and Usopp launched himself at the guy, shushing him, claiming that Ace didn’t need to know that). 

When the first person knocks on the door, Luffy flies over to open it. On the other side is a green haired guy holding a quarter keg (this is like 80 bottles/cans of beer and weighs like 90lbs/40kg) with one hand and a bucket of ice in the other like it is nothing. 

“Zoro!” Luffy shouts with glee.

“This should last us most of the night,” the man grunts as he the keg down in the kitchen before tapping the keg and pouring himself a sizable cup. Luffy is right behind him and Ace follows. Soon enough more people trickle into the space, Luffy making sure to introduce Ace to each and every one.

Ace is excited when he sees you enter, he didn’t want to admit it but he was hoping you were going to be there. You came with a redhead that’s introduced to him as Nami, someone who also works with you, Luffy, and Usopp, just at the bar. He tries not to stare as the two of you go and grab drinks while chatting, but he’s having a hard time keeping his eyes off of you. When Nami leaves you to go talk to other people Ace moves quickly to take the chance to swoop in and talk to you.

“Hey, Doll,” he says as he approaches, you turn to meet him and a smile blossoms on your face, “I was wondering if I’d see you here.” He likes the way your cheeks heat up from the nickname and he really likes the smile you give him when you see him.

“Hi Ace,” you say, almost sounding nervous - is he imagining that or does he have that effect on you?

“Know where you’re taking me to eat yet?” Ace asks playfully, bumping your shoulder with his own.

“Not yet, I think I gotta get to know you more first so I can pick a good place after you saved my ass,” you say, “I still can’t believe you did that by the way.”

“Get to know me, huh,” Ace responds mischievously with a wiggle of his brows, “If you were that eager to go out with me you could’ve just asked.”

“Where’s the fun in that?” you question, playful glint in your eyes.

You grill him on his favorite foods, an undeniable undercurrent of flirting continuing to permeate your conversation. People maneuver around you two in the kitchen, several stopping by to greet you as you and Ace talk, but nobody has been able to pull you away yet. That is, until Nami comes back declaring it was time to smoke. You send Ace an apologetic look as she drags you off to the couch by your arm.

A knock reverberates through the front door snapping Ace out of his momentary trance. He quickly pays the delivery guy with the cash left by the door, exchanging it for the multiple boxes of pizza. He places them down and grabs a slice of whatever box was on top, mindlessly looking around the room. His gaze but his gaze lands on you as if you were magnetic. He watches you laugh with your friends when Usopp takes too big a hit and devolves into a coughing fit.

Usopp passes the bong your way and to Ace’s surprise you don’t take a hit, instead you pass it on to Nami before downing the rest of your drink. Now he wonders why Nami pulled you away in the first place if you weren’t going to smoke.

You stand up and walk Ace’s way, patting Usopp – who is still coughing – on the back as you pass. You make a direct beeline for the keg. He watches you as you refill your glass only to down that cup in one gulp, refilling it again. He raises an eyebrow but doesn’t say anything.

“Fancy seeing you here again,” Ace says, drawing your attention.

“How’re you doing, hottie,” you tease - the words are playful but they ignite something inside of him. He smiles cheekily at the reference to the contact name he put in your phone.

“What brings you over to my side of town,” he jokes.

“Weed doesn’t really agree with me,” you say simply leaving it at that, leaning against the counter. A silence envelopes the kitchen, one that Ace is desperate to break but can’t figure out how to. All hope is lost when you bring your glass up to meet your lips. His eyes follow your every move, completely transfixed by the simple action.

He forgets how to behave casually, his elbow missing the counter top entirely when he tries to lean against it next to you. He really hopes that you didn’t notice that but the silent giggle tumbling out of your mouth is telling him that you did.

Ace clears his throat, trying to dispel the thoughts in his mind, “So how ya know Luffy?” As soon as the words leave his mouth he knows that it was a stupid question. What the hell is wrong with him? He can’t believe that he is acting like he’s never done this before, it’s embarrassing.

“We work together,” you laugh.

“I meant what got you into music? I didn’t get the chance to ask earlier” he says, trying to recover, hoping desperately that you can’t see the heat in his cheeks. He grabs another slice of pizza hoping that eating will prevent him from being awkward. 

“Ace you didn’t tell me the pizza was here,” Luffy says from across the apartment with a frown. 

“Luffy, the pizza’s here,” Ace grins, mouth full. You try hard to stifle a laugh as the energetic boy comes running into the kitchen grabbing the boxes of pizza. Just as quickly as he came, Luffy runs back to the living room, setting them on the table before taking one for himself.

Ace notices how Nami catches your eye and gives you a questioning look. He watches your silent interaction, which ends with you waving off Nami - he isn’t sure if that is a good thing or not. Before he can dwell on what that meant you turn back to him.

“We were talking about music, yeah,” you question. Ace nods in response, his mouth full from another bite. “I’m not entirely sure exactly what got me into music, I think it was a cumulation of a bunch of things. Music has always been a big part of my life, even when I was growing up. Honestly I can’t really picture myself doing anything else.”

The conversation moves to music in general, a topic he is more than happy to talk about. Ace finds himself getting more and more excited as you talk, nobody has really been able to match his freak when it comes to music and it was refreshing to talk to someone just as passionate about the topic. He knew already he enjoys your company but this is solidifying the fact.

You mention your love for making playlists and you see how he lights up. Ace quickly (and excitedly) suggests that you make playlists for each other, immediately pulling out his phone to craft one right then and there. You laugh at his enthusiasm but are fast to do the same. After you finish making him a short on-the-spot playlist, Ace watches you go for what he is pretty sure is your fourth drink of the night. 

“You should probably slow down,” he cautions, gesturing to the keg, trying to save you from the pain of a hangover. 

To his surprise however, you scoff before looking at him with a smile, “Relax, I can outdrink you.”

Now it’s Ace’s turn to scoff. “I highly doubt that darling,” he says full of confidence.

“I outdrank Zoro once,” you proudly proclaim. Ace didn’t know the man in question super well but he’s been witness to the number of times the green haired man came to refill his cup and how he seems to be able to handle his alcohol well.

Zoro, as if knowing you were talking about him, snaps his head in your direction and shouts, “Oi, that’s not fair, I was sick.”

“You threw up, so it counts,” you shout back sticking out your tongue, delight written all over your face. Zoro mumbles something in disagreement but doesn’t push any further. Ace finds your antics amusing and a bit charming.

“Wanna put money on it, Doll?” Ace asks with a mischievous grin.

“How about you buy me dinner,” you playfully respond. 

“And if I win?” he wiggles his eyebrows.

“It won’t happen,” you state firmly.

“If it does?” He pushes, not sure what answer he is hoping for, probably any that involves spending more time with you

“Then I’ll take you out to dinner twice,” you say.

“Deal” he says and the pair of you shake on it, “let me catch up to you then.” He chugs two more cups of beer so you start at the same baseline.

“Did I hear something about a drinking contest?” Nami shouts and you laugh at her. If Ace knew her better he would probably be able to tell that the tone of voice she is using is reserved explicitly for when there is money on the line.

“Are you sure, Y/N, Ace is really able to drink,” Luffy warns you from across the room. Ace’s confidence grows at his little brother’s praises. 

That is until Nami hits Luffy on the head, “What are you talking about? You’ve seen her drink.”

It is starting to become clear to Ace that this is going to become an event and that your group takes drinking contests seriously. While he isn’t worried, being confident in his abilities, he just hopes you’re going to be okay losing infront of all your friends.

The group that was smoking and a few stragglers move into the kitchen to watch. Usopp is quick to declare himself the referee. Nami and Sanji – Ace is pretty sure that is his name – both bartenders, come over and start filling cups.

You and Ace sit down at the small bartop and shake hands. Out of the corner of his eye, Ace can see Luffy clapping his feet in excitement. When he reverts his attention back to the game, it surprises Ace to see how many cups the bartenders filled. There are at least ten for each of you. He is sure that your friends would know your limits but Ace starts to worry about you getting alcohol poisoning or something.

“I already know where you’re gonna take me to dinner,” you tease him.

“We’ll see about that,” Ace says grinning ear to ear, “You ready, doll?”

“I am so going to kick your ass,” you say, and he is loving your confidence. With that Usopp declares it’s time to start.

Ace downs the first glass of beer only to see that you’re already on your second. He takes that as a sign to lock the fuck in and he keeps going. The two of you remain neck and neck, and he is surprised you’re even able to drink this fast. He would be lying if he said that he didn’t find it kinda hot, but he is too focused on winning to dwell on that. He starts to feel the alcohol enter his bloodstream but he doesn’t stop.

“Damn, Doll, I did not expect you to make it past ten,” Ace slurs as you both catch your breath between drinks. Still tied, you had made it nearly the entire way through the cups and were now in the home stretch.

“What are you at now?” Nami asks, concern in her voice she looks over at Sanji and they share a look of unease.

“Not sure but I think we’re at eleven - maybe twelve or thirteen,” Ace answers, doing his best to count. Sanji’s eyes grow wide, both of you are well past double the amount of drinks he would serve a customer and both bartenders know it is time to cut you off.

“Alright, you’re done, no more,” Sanji says, pulling away the glasses. Nami is already getting the two of you water.

You pout a little at the cut off but neither you nor Ace are going to argue with a bartender who cuts you off, they may not be on the clock but they understand how alcohol impacts people. You whisper to Ace (loudly) that this is why all of your good drinking contests happen when they’re not around. Sanji scoffs at that, mumbling something about the damn moss head? Ace isn’t sure.

After you're cut off, the crowd disperses with some chatter. Zoro grabs as many of the glasses as he could carry, which is five of the six left, and goes back to the living room. Sanji rolls his eyes, clearly annoyed at the guy, but doesn’t make a move to stop it. Ace can’t help but wonder what Zoro’s tolerance is, How fucked is his liver?

Nami then pulls you away and practically forces water down your throat, nearly choking you in the process. But Ace can hear her faint praise to you, commenting how she just made money, which causes you to laugh and spit out some of the water. Sanji slides a glass of water to Ace as well, instructing him to drink it. 

Hands appear on Ace’s shoulders causing him to jump a little. “It seems that you’ve met your match, huh,” Ace hears Sabo’s voice. He’s not wrong, Ace thinks, reaching for a slice of pizza.

“I really gotta go,” Sabo says with a sense of urgency, “I bet the redhead like 50 bucks on you and she looks like the type to collect if there’s a draw.” Ace laughs, from what he overheard, Sabo is probably right. 

“Good luck getting home,” Sabo says jokingly, patting Ace’s back before sneaking out the door.

Off in the distance he can hear Luffy trying to put on some music and multiple people jump trying to stop him. Ace chuckles, he can’t really blame them, Luffy’s taste in music is… unique. He can hear bickering about who is going to control the music, but he tunes it out, his mind elsewhere. 

Ace is still thinking about what Sabo said earlier. He can’t pretend like he doesn’t really like you, or at least enjoys your company. He watches you over with Nami, who he can hear making you promise to keep drinking water and eating food - with threats attached of course. Once she seems content, she leaves you to your own devices, returning back to her earlier spot on the couch. And just like that the two of you are alone in the kitchen again.

You turn to him and let out a joyous laugh making his heart constrict a little bit. “You just had to tell them what we were at, didn’t you,” you say in a jokingly accusatory tone, walking over to him again.

“Hey, I didn’t know they would cut us off like that,” Ace defends.

“I know, they’re such buzzkills sometimes,” you sigh overdramatically, he lets out a little laugh. You sit down next to him, swiveling the stool to look at him. He’s not quite sure why he is so happy you came and sat next to him but it’s making his heart palpitate.

“I’m impressed that you could keep up with me, Dollface, not many people can say the same,” he pokes fun. If he could read minds he would know that you were thinking how it is possible for someone to have such a charming smile.

“You shouldn’t underestimate me, I have powers beyond your comprehension,” you lean in close with a goofy grin. Ace can’t help but find drunk you adorable – not that you weren’t already. You sit back up and continue, “But you were good.”

“I put my money where my mouth is babydoll,” he says. Ace doesn’t register the new name until a spark of something flashes through them and you lick your lips. He is enchanted by the action, eyes lingering on your lips longer than they should be.

“JENGA TIME,” Luffy shouts, pulling Ace out of his thoughts. Why the hell are you playing Jenga, he thinks. When you look at Ace you can see the confusion on his face and answer the question before he can even ask, “It’s jenga but the blocks have things written on them and you have to do what it says or drink.”

“Come on let's go play,” you say giddy, pulling him out of the chair.

The alcohol is clearly starting to course its way through the both of you as you walk. You drag him across the apartment stopping short to scout out a spot for the two of you to sit. You point to the empty cushion on the couch and drag him over. The two of you squeeze into the last seat, Nami, on your otherside refusing to give the two of you space. For some reason Ace doesn’t really mind having you pressed up against him. 

He’s so focused on how your bodies connect he doesn’t notice the game starts until Luffy is screaming out from drinking a shot of hot sauce. The room erupts in laughter at his brother’s misery and Ace can’t help but join in. Luffy leaves the circle and sticks his head under the kitchen faucet drinking water straight from the tap.

“How does he always get that one,” you giggle.

“He probably likes it,” Zoro grunts, “Ever notice how the hot sauce gets hotter every time?”

When Luffy returns, the game continues around the circle with some getting dares others having to tell embarrassing stories. Eventually it comes around to Ace and he has to answer what happened the last time he got blackout drunk. It’s been a while but it’s a story that Marco never lets him live down, not that he remembers doing it. 

“I’m pretty sure that Luffy knows this one,” Ace starts with the slightest hint of embarrassment.

“Is this the stop sign one?” Luffy asks, getting excited when Ace nods, “This is a good one.” Luffy laughs, knowing what’s to come.

“Gonna share with the class, Portgas?” you tease. He flashes you a smile that leaves you full of anticipation. You lean into him even more, not noticing how his breath hitches. He takes a beat, preparing himself before he tells the tale.

“For the record, I don’t remember any of this, this is just what I’ve been told,” Ace starts, struggling to keep his words coherent, “It was Halloween a couple of years ago, I was walking back to my apartment with a couple of friends and on the way there was this stop sign that had clearly been hit by a car, it was messed up and bent out of shape. For whatever reason, I really wanted that stop sign, probably to liven up the apartment.

“I ripped it out of the ground and right after I did that an officer stopped us, which makes sense, a group of drunk guys holding a stop sign that was clearly just pulled out of the sidewalk is sketchy. The officer asked what I was doing with the sign and I wanted to keep it so I played dumb and hid it behind my back. But I didn’t do a good job because the sign was sticking out above my head.

“Luckily, my friend Marco managed to convince the officer that it was already out and I just picked it up to try and put it back and he believed him and let us go, but I had to leave the sign behind and I was so upset about losing it that I was sad the rest of the night. Marco likes to say I was crying about it while over the toilet but I think he’s full of it.”

The story seems to be popular with the crowd because it has them cracking up for a while (Luffy being the loudest, despite having heard this story several times), throwing out questions that he couldn’t answer. The room eventually calms and then it is your turn. 

Nami instructs you which block to pull when your turn comes around and you happily follow her suggestion, not seeing the mischievous smirk on her face that she directs at Ace, confusing him.

“Sit in the person on your right’s lap for the next round,” you say, slurring your words together. …He’s the person to your right. Nami’s look is making sense now.

“You good with that?” you ask him with big doe eyes that make him feel weak. 

“Shit,” Ace whispers, grateful that the heat of alcohol can be blamed for his blush. You cock your head, waiting for his response. He scoops you up onto his lap, wrapping his arms around your waist, “If that’s what it says.” You show him the block as proof and to be honest he doesn’t care if you made that up or not. Once you’re comfortable on his lap and distracted, Nami mouths ‘you're welcome’ to him. Ace isn’t sure if he should thank her or be embarrassed that she read him so clearly.

The round comes and goes and you’re still perched on his lap. The two of you are sharing laughs at jokes only you understand. He already likes making people laugh but Ace is finding just how much he enjoys getting you to throw your head back in laughter.

The game fizzles out naturally as people start to leave for the night, but Ace and you are so lost in your own world you don’t really notice. At some point you shifted positions. Now sitting across his lap and he is glad to be able to see your face, happy to get lost in your features. You reach up and pluck the hat from his head, placing it on your own. 

The simple sight of you in his hat has Ace feeling a hunger that he hasn’t felt in awhile. He’s at a loss for words, seeing you in something he owns is releasing primal urges in him that he’s been trying desperately to beat back with a stick all night. You’re his little brother’s friend for fucks sake, no need to make it awkward if it doesn’t work out.

“Hey Y/N, is that Ace’s hat you’re wearing,” Nami says poking fun at you. In either embarrassment for being caught or realization of what you did you remove the orange hat, placing it back onto Ace’s head.

The sight of you in his hat feels like a guilty pleasure, one that he is not willing to give up so quickly. He catches your hand and guides it back your head and a surprised look overtakes your face. “It looks good on you,” Ace explains in what he hopes is a casual tone.

Much sooner than he’d like, Nami is pulling you away from him to bring you home. You give his hat back and leave his lap with an apologetic glance. He can't help but be excited to see you again.

a/n since they kinda drink like a frat in universe i figured they probably buy kegs like one too, they likely rotate who buys though i am an absolute lightweight but grew up around heavy drinkers, this is only slightly exaggerated (bc that fits the characters better) but i have seen people drink a LOT like your liver cannot be fine a lot also i LOVE drunk jenga. They drank enough to get FUCKED UP fr so ofc they drunk idiots at the end, love that for them, it’s cute

pls don't expect chapters to be this long i can't do it regularly 😭

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[nyxvamps]

danny phantom ship rant?

why do i actually really like the dash/danny ship. i know that dash was a bully but i always felt like, especially with how much they sass each other and how often they worked together for whatever reasons, they did the whole bullying thing as a routine after a certain point. danny talks shit to dash’s face all the time and dash doesn’t ever really do anything about it unless he was already angry about something or if there’s an audience.

and honestly, danny could have stopped the bullying at any time. yeah he used it as cover so no one knows that he’s got powers but he could make up some shit about working out or “have you seen my behemoth of a father? you think i didn’t get any strength from him?” or something, idk.

i like to think it’s just a routine they have to keep things feeling ‘normal’ with all the ghost fighting and random life or death situations they all get into.

if danny and dash are civil to eachother, everyone knows something’s up and they need to hightail it out of there, immediately.

also i love the ship of the himbo jock/moody nerd.

[argentarrogance]

ADAPTATION DISCLAIMER.

this interpretation follows most XCU canons which makes him a mutant-born, more moody, temperamental, and manipulative than MCU depicts him, though willing in pursuit of self-improval and how to be a better man after leaving the brotherhood. I follow with delight Peyer's Quicksilver - '97 and other oldie-goldies but ofc you're welcome to pick your own forte ( verses ) !

PHYSIQUE: in terms of visuals he physically strongly resembles his biological father Magento ( silver hair, blue eyes, etc. as depicted in his first appearance Uncanny X-Men #4 March 1964 ) despite their personalities being nothing alike. Please, respect this. FAMILY: absolutely under no circumstances I shall write incestuous couple with any members of his family, this goes without saying. I might rb contra-parallel musing including Lannisters ( spec. Jamie ) as a crack alt for House of M but it has nothing to do with any suggestive ref, so don't even assume that. CRYSTAL: I don't ship Crystal with Pietro and am generally not interested in writing / exploring this dynamic as a ship tho I might stick with adaptation of him being enamored by his ex-wife solely for the sake of canon. After their marriage is annulled by the Inhuman law he is fairly over her, realizing with time how toxic their dynamic was and how their separation was for the best. SEXUALITY: fairly bisexual ( male-lean ), tho purposely kept from the public eye in order to hide sensitive information from his enemies bc duh he has everlasting paranoia, the only person who knows such detail about him is Wanda ( who was kinda aware all those years, even when he acted to be all closet ), and Lorna, plus obviously his male lovers unless plotted otherwise, other muses are ofc welcome to act accordingly, discover information and use in SLs as pleased. FOR MCU: Faceclaim remains the same; Aaron-Taylor Johnson. I do not follow his MCU canons, but sometimes ... I am willing enough to give a shot to a few interactions and those who write there. For example, I shall definitely zoom in for Clint's and Pietro's sporty bickering and engage in extract of Avengers scenes ' you didn't see that comin'? ' etc. I'm all in for cracks & gags.~ DUPLICATES: are welcome <3 ! But I don't follow first bc idk who feels comfortable with seeing a twin on dash.

[writeblrgarden]

PLANT GROWERS - MEET THE WINNERS - VICTORIA

Meet Victoria, who got seventh place in our grow a plant event in november! Victoria goes by she/her, was once on a terrible and short-lived reality dating show involving hiding in a box full of go-pros and letting a stranger smell her neck, and you can find her at @evenshadow. She has been writing for about 16 years, writing horror, mystery, perchance a dash of romance.

Tell us about the WIP you'd like to talk about today.

I'll be talking about The Weather Outside is Frightful. All Tessa wants is her perfect Hallmark Christmas movie romance, but when a Christmas Eve snow storm wakes the thing living beneath the ice, it looks like kissing someone under the mistletoe is going to have to wait…

Describe your writing process. Do you like to plan everything or are you more spontaneous?

I love planning and outlining. Planning and outlining are my favourite. I recently discovered zero drafting, and it's been a delight! Even despite my outlining, I usually go through 3-6 drafts of heavy revision on big projects before I feel happy enough to share with others. I love the idea of setting aside big chunks of time to work on my writing, but often it happens in 15-60 minute sprints between various adult responsibilities.

What have you found to be the most challenging and/or rewarding about writing?

The editing process is rough for me, as my own toughest critic. I find it tedious, and it's often hard for me to see the light at the end of the tunnel when I'm elbows-deep in the fourth draft and it feels like nothing is coming together. Beating that manuscript until it does what I want it to, and watching it shine at the end of all that is so rewarding. Having other people read it and like it is an incredible feeling too, but regardless of whether it actually makes it to the light of day, I love completing a work of art that I feel proud of.

Below the read more is more of our conversation with Victoria

What inspires you to write?

I want to live my dream of keeping people up at night because they're afraid something in the shadows will eat them. When you're scared of monsters under your bed, you're not worrying about whatever else life is throwing at you at the moment. I want to wrap readers in a comforting blanket of relief and escapism- except the blanket is made out of nightmares.

Share some advice for other writers.

A happy writer is a productive writer! If you feel like you're not getting as much written as you want to or it's harder than it should be, sometimes the answer isn't optimizing your writing routine but quitting your job and dumping your hot romantic interest and demanding better for yourself. Maybe, idk. Also don't use so many adverbs or something.

What do consider your writing strength?

Atmosphere! I love moody castles, foreboding forests, and cozy libraries of forbidden knowledge. I want my readers to be able to feel like they're there.

What has been the nicest compliment you've received or what has been the toughest criticism you've received?

I once had a teacher say "you're so much better than everyone else" and I've been insufferable ever since.

What do you love the most about writing?

When you get to a dramatic or important scene you've been looking forward to and you get to live in it and see it take shape and form in front of your eyes- that's the best feeling.

[crystallizedtwilight]

Hello!!!! I hope you don’t mind me asking, but I was just wondering if you’d be willing to share any of the inspirations or design choices behind your designs for various Shakespeare characters?

I’ve been a fan of your work for a while, and I was mostly just curious about how that process was for you? + Perhaps any characters who you found easier / more difficult to make designs for? Sorry for the long ask, I hope you have a good day/night!!!!

Sure! It will be quite long so I will put it under the cut:

My Designs for Hamlet:

[Reference Sheet]

Designing difficulty - Easy/Medium. I felt like I had a good vision of what I wanted these characters to look like since their personalities were all so distinct.

Hamlet - The platinum blonde hair is inspired by the the 1996 movie actor

Horatio - I designed Horatio to look very studious, since the first thing they do in the play is shove him out to talk to the ghost because he 'went to college' lol. I wanted him to have a soft, gentle, almost sad look to him, since we know what he will bear witness to

Ophelia - I designed Ophelia as a traditional goth because I figured if she was dating hamlet, as macabre/fascinated with death/moody as he is, perhaps she also had an interest in the beauty of darker aesthetics and subjects.

Laertes - As Ophelia’s brother, I wanted him to look very similar to her. He also has a canon fan club, so I tried to make him look quite dashing with his long, tied back hair.

Polonius - Goth dad

Rosencrantz - In the play, everyone keeps mixing up Rosencrantz and Guidlenstern so I wanted to design them both in a way that was extremely similar. I did this by switching the color palettes of their hair and eyes so they look somewhat different...but it might take you a moment to remember which is which.

Guildenstern - See above

Gertrude - Honestly I had just finished designing Sonia’s mother and that “older royal woman” hairstyle was still on my mind lol

Claudius - I think I had Théoden on my mind at the time

Fortinbras - His green eyes and curly hair are based on the 1996 movie actor, but I tried to make him look slightly more modern with his haircut and earrings

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My Designs for a Midsummer Night’s Dream (Fairies):

[Reference sheet]

Designing difficulty - HARD. I redid Oberon's color scheme, like, 3 times. I wanted to design versions I had never seen before and that was not an easy task.

I am quite pleased with how these designs turned out as they took a lot of thought, are 100% original (uninspired by any play or movie version), and turned out pretty much how I'd hoped!

Titania - Colors Based on a rosy maple moth. I wanted her to be etherial but have something memorably absurd about her, hence, how I came up with the idea that spites hold up her hair so it does not collect leaves on the ground. Looking back, the one thing I think I would change would be the shape of her wings. I designed her before I designed Oberon, so I wish I had given Titania wings that matched the rosy maple moth's shape and let Oberon be the sole design with the luna moth shape.

Oberon - Based on a Luna moth

Puck - Based on a roseate skimmer. I wanted to design Puck in a way that was different from any version I had ever seen. Many performances give him an earthy color palette with many browns and greens and I wanted something totally different.

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My Designs for Romeo and Juliet:

These designs are all simply based on the actors from the 2010 French musical. I exaggerated them a bit, such as making Mercutio’s hair purple, but all in all they are meant to represent the designs of the actors in this particular performance.

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My Designs for Macbeth

[Reference sheet]

Lady Macbeth - I based her long, red hair on the 1971 movie actress

Macbeth - idk I just made like the most generic Macbeth ever lol, I don't really plan on drawing him again so I was lazy

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Much Ado about nothing

[Reference sheet]

Designs loosely based on the actors in the 1993 movie

[hiraethwrote]

Hello!!! How are you doing darling? I hope you're doing well!!! I am here to match your freak <3

I have seen you talk with Ave and the fact that your blog names are so similar made me giggle so I'm glad I followed. You seem like a very cool person <33 I fear I have only recently read your stuff <//3 but I'm glad we're moots now !! <333

OMG I SAW THAT PRIDE AND PREJUDICE WAS IN YOUR LIKES. PLEASE OMG TELL ME EVERYTHING YOU LOVE ABOUT THAT MOVIE. IT'S ONE OF MY COMFORT MOVIES, IT'S ONE OF THE LIKE FIVE I TURN ON WHEN I'M SAD. sorry, no more screaming lol. But, omg I literally love that movie. I've read the book probably five times at this point. The mrs. darcy scene lives rent free in my mind at all times. kfgjnbsjkfdgbdfg and the scene where he's walking towards her in the morning and then she kisses his hands and say "you're cold." hbrbghgbsggs sorry I love the 2005 movie lol.

I am now going to yap about your writing <33

I am a Nanami girlie. I am going to be eating well when I get the time to read that oneshot. I know that it's angst- I accept this. afterwards I shall be reading Gojo fluff after to cope with it. Your Nanami fluff hcs changed my life. They brought me so much joy. I kicked my feet and giggled in the comfort of my empty home. OMG I LOVE HIM. I will be thinking about the slow dancing hc forever now. I fear it will never leave my mind. When I do get around to reading the Nanami oneshot I shall give you all thoughts and opinions and probably break the tag limit lol. be prepared <33

thank you so much for joining us in this event and I can't wait to talk to you more <33 :) have a good day Hea!!!

-kai <3

hihihihi 🩷 so happy to have you here matching my freak MWAH!

i saw this ask come in just as i was about to put my phone down and go to bed lol. decided to let it lay until i woke up so i could give you the attention you deserved

you 🫵🏻 seem really cool. seen you on my dash a lot and i really like your vibe so i’m very excited to get to know you better

pride and prejudice has such a special place in my heart 😩 and i’ve talked about this before so not gonna ramble too much about it, but i wrote my bachelor’s thesis about it — about why we all love mr. darcy sm bc i fear he is the love of my life. if i wore to go on about everything i love about it we would be here for years!! have five different editions of the book sitting in my shelf just to look pretty 🥰 one of them is heavily annotated tho as i needed it for my paper.

the movie is also just perfect. Idk how many times i’ve seen it since reading the book, but it’s a go to on bad days. elisabeth and darcy’s banter and yearning just has me in a chokehold — enemies to lovers is just superior and they did it right!! and i’m a slut for that hand scene like every other normal human being

i am glad i can do nanami justice 🙏🏻 personally, i’m often drawn the overly funny white haired guy compensating for their trauma (gojo, astarion) or the moody grumpy dark haired guys (kageyama, megumi), but one cannot not help but fall in love with nanami either. there’s something about writing about an established man, so sure of himself and you that has me absolutely weak 😩 nanami casually being the greenest flag to ever exist

i’m really looking forward to interacting more with you darling 🩷 hope you have a nice sunday

[shvkespearc]

fun facts about da blogger

Tagged by @elizabeth-karenina for ANOTHER ASK POST <3

1. why did you choose your url?

special interest williyum shakespeare...simply. i have had many urls. many many. someone out there may recall: kit1564, daarcy, kitmaarlowe, darcy-alexander, lavender--lover, adraelian, king-of-irises, old-ass-gandalf (favorite) and several others.... OH MY GOD alexander-hamiltons-gr8-butt. alternative design: alexander-hamiltons-spooky-butt. god take me out back and shoot me

2. any sideblogs? if you have them name them and why you have them.week.

@lordbyron666 is my kind of miscellaneous fandom memes etc. blog where i reblog things i dont particularly want to reblog to main. i started it in like 2017(?) when i became more of an aesthetic blog but QUITE HONESTLY i find myself using it less these days. i fink ive stopped giving a fuck

@1seafoam cottagecore ISH side blog, mostly for comfort pleasant images. soothing space for my panic disorder having ass.

@vnge11 art blog i DONT REALLY USE. though i do stay drawing. i just dont post much. i once had an art blog in 2014/5(?) , which actually became the lordbyron666 blog.

3. how long have you been on tumblr?

i made my blog in july 2012 and started as a black and white grunge blogger + memes. me now quite honestly like the vibe is still there. my best friend at the time (RIP) made me make one. i remember i had a music player and she said that it was "good, just not really tumblr"... i remember having like a galaxy background at one point when i started to get into it.... then over the years i had like a VERY CUSTOMIZED INSANE BLOG like with gifs and transparent things and pixel buddies AND MUSIC PLAYER. my friends would say they couldnt load my blog but i never had a problem 😤

4. do you have a queue tag?

i BELIEVE it's 'q' but i don't use the queue feature.

5. why did you start your blog in the first place?

re: my friend made me make one, but i think i really enjoyed it being a place where i could collect moody feelings (and laffs). then i joined a few fandoms (polite way of saying homestuck) and it felt more and more like a community and fun.

6. why did you choose your icon/pfp?

ethel cain w a shotgun. not much else to be said

7. why did you choose your header?

bjork writhing around on the floor kind of a no brainer to me. absolute vibe absolute mood.

8. what’s your post with the most notes?

OOUAAGHH i think it's either my vampire uquiz orrrrrr ugh idk there is like a handful of random ass posts that have blown up. it's all fun and games until people are weird in the replies and you see yourself screenshotted on imgur. ALSO i think i just don't like when they resurface years later and i'm like STOP SPREADING IT AROUND IM NOT THAT PERSON ANYMORE ID NEVER SAY THAT!!!!

9. how many mutuals do you have?

i dont know! i dont know!!! i just recognize people on my dash or in my notes but whether or not we follow each other and specifically enjoy one anothers content. I DONT KNOW

10. how many followers do you have?

in da 4-digits. enough that i get not 0 notes but about 2 notes per post.

11. how many people do you follow?

700-something. i like to follow more rather than less people cause following many blogs is the key to a healthy dashboard ecosystem.

12. have you ever made a shitpost?

every day of my life

13. how often do you use tumblr each day?

i look at my activity daily but i dont ALWAYS scroll every day anymore. but usually every day ish at least for a minute

14. did you have a fight/argument with another blog once?

i am sure... now the idea of "fighting" on tumblr.com is so hilarious to me. bro this is website. clown on clown violence

15. how do you feel about ‘you need to reblog this’ posts

i do not do it... but those "REBLOG IF YOU ARE NOT A HOMOPHONE" posts really hit in 2013

16. do you like tag games?

YA. however sometimes i get too overwhelmed and say i will do it and then never do <3

17. do you like ask games?

YA. however sometimes i g-

18. which of your mutuals do you think is tumblr famous?

WHICH OF YOU SHOULDERS THE GREATEST BURDEN? IE: FOLLOWER COUNT? it is unknown to me... i just work here

19. do you have a crush on a mutual?

no...but i am not immune to getting attention on the internet from a Cool Profile disease

20. tags

👉👈 do it if you wana

[musingsofaperpetualdaydreamer]

The Tortured Poets Department: The Anthology first listen 🎧🪻✨

More than 15 years later wow it still feels so magical to listen to a brand new album. The joy, the excitement, the nervousness. I mark chapters of my life with her albums, they always seem to arrive with perfect timing. Is it fate or delusion? Probably the later, obviously she has no idea who I am. Idk it feels nice to delude myself now and again that we’re all journeying through this time together in some connectedness (is that a word?). It feels sort of nostalgic in some ways, from being just a child to now an adult, it’s like Sesame Street that grows up with you. Not a great analogy but what I mean to say is it holds a special place to me.

This album, this anthology feels much like we’ve been handed her diary, filled with sticky notes bound together, it’s so raw but so expertly crafted, messy feelings but the penmanship is exquisite. From her debut album, it’s always been poetry. She transports you to her world. What a journey, what a joy, what a gift.

I like to capture my first thoughts of each song in my silly chicken scratching written notes. Most of it makes no sense. It feels like a nice silly tradition and it’s fun to look back on. So here goes:

Fortnight

- It’s giving moody 1989??? Excuse me miss?!!! Ohhh she knows. Preach bye time to cry

The tortured poets department

- Ooooh we’re in an 80s dreamscape. Yes yes yes. Who’s gonna love you but me? A fluffy dreamland Patty smith? Insert wait I understood the reference meme. Ooooh it’s lovely. I am sad

My boy only breaks his favourite toys

- excuse me?? I’m shattered byyyyyeee. I’ll tell you that he runs because he loves me?? You should’ve see him when he first saw me? Once I fix me he’s gonna miss me??? Ladies and gents welcome to afternoon tea on the menu SCALDING hot queen’s special. Maybe I’m a crumpled up paper on the floor. Maybe I am no more.

Down Bad

- well damn she’s said the quiet parts out loud again. Oh smokes time to dissapear into this galaxy smoky cloud of night. One of us. One of us. One of us.

So long London

- literally standing by the river in the rain. May as well cry my damn eyes out . Darn it blondie. Poetic destruction. Crying my eyes out by the water like I’m in made in Chelsea. Darn.

But daddy I love him

- a folklore ode? Little house on the prairie Princess revolution. Serve it up serve it up I’m ready to be stuffed like a winter pig. A grown up love story. It’s ridiculous and maybe wise eyes know too well it’s chockablock of red flags but darn I’m a cheesin’ this is so cute.

Fresh out the slammer

- oh it’s like August but dark. August dark afternoon blistering hot and the storm is about to come.

Florida!!! Ft Florence and the machine

-ExXUSE MEEEEEEEeE?????!?!!?teee heee heee heeee. Your home’s really only a town you’re a guest in??? Sorry can’t speak my jaw has shattered. Pls pls. Palm tree pls.

Guilty as sin?

- A false God dreamy haze confessional? With sprinkle of Gold Rush??? I am a melted.

Who’s afraid of little old me?

- The who’s who of who’s that is poised for the attack? But my bare hands paved their path, you don’t get to tell me what’s sad? - I AM CHOKED. Silenced mute. Ohhhh miss blondie is on BUSINESS. TELL THEM SWEETIE. Oh my heart 💔

I can fix him (No really I can).

- Oooh moody blues preaching with generous dash of delusion? Ah yes my routine favourite beverage. I am drinking this up like air. Drunk on false hope? One of us. One of us. One of us.

Loml

- You Holy Ghost you told me I’m the love of your life. Oh no I’m crying again. Back to crumpled paper rocking back and forth on the floor in a ball it is. It’s so pretty yet, shattering. Devastating. I wish I could unrecall how we almost had it all. Dancing phantoms on the terrace, are they second hand embarrassed that I can’t get out of bed ‘cause something counterfit is dead? Yep that’ll do it.

I can do it with a broken heart?

- Oh damn. Honey nooooo. Oh myyyy. Oh I’m in this picture and I don’t like it. It’s so artfully done, so upbeat and Poppy yet so hauntingly sad. Yes that’s the point but it’s sooo well done. Oh sweetie. I can’t stop laughing it’s not funny, it’s just you too pumpkin. I wanna hug her and tell her it’ll be fine. Ok ok.

The smallest man who ever lived

- Oh I’m speechless. And I don’t even want you back, I just want to know, if rusting my sparkling summer was the goal. The bridge? Excuse me while I sink to the bottom of the darkest ocean.

The alchemy

- Oooh it’s so cute and dreamy. I’m beaming you can hear her smile when she sings.

Clara bow

- Oooh it’s the lucky one grown up. The bridge is a masterpiece. It’s hell on earth to be heavenly, thems the breaks it don’t come gently. She knows she’s a star, The never ending cyclical wheel of stardom, even the shiniest, ends with a new star born in its shadow.

The black dog

- Oh No no no I Am 1 billion percent destroyed. Byeeeee

Imgonnagetyouback

- Oooh blondie is on the prowl and what can I do but bop like the well stuffed clown I am. Insert meme of cat bopping their head.

The albatross

- Banjo? Haunting country cautionary tale? - scathing review of one’s reputation, worst traits but underneath it all is just vulnerability. Caged for ‘monstrosity’ but being so vulnerable and just wanting to be freed loved. The ‘monster’ trying to protect the one they love from the things that will come for them too? Do they even realise it? Do they care? Wow it’s poetically beautiful.

Chloe or Sam or Sophia or Marcus

- Oh it’s sad. If you wanna break my cold cold heart, just say I loved you the way that you were? Oh myyy. Replaying old moments, looking for clues wondering if it can all have a new ending? Wow.

How did it end?

- Wow the invasiveness of empathy of the innate curiosity of wanting to know, so you can something comforting, learn from it but you forget how it can be the worst part, having to offer up a ‘post mortem’ to all when you’ve barely even processed its ended yourself. The cyclical nature of it happening every time like it’s just a formal process we’ve come to accept even though it haunts us all. Ironically as we listen to this. Wow so beautifully done.

So high school

- I wanna find you in a crowd just to hide from you, and in a blink of a crinkling eye, I’m sinking, our fingers entertwined. Awww the sort of bubblegum silly feels you roll your eyes but you have the biggest smile on your face. It’s soo cute. You know how to call, I know Aristotle.

I hate it here

- Oooooh tell me something awful like you’re a poet trapped inside the body of a finance guy. One of us. One of us.

ThanK you aIMee

- Oh my goodness it’s grown up mean but she made it out. It’s so sad but I’m beaming. I say that’s my baby and I’m proud. Andrea? Oh thank you next. Not the kid. I’m cackling.

I look in people’s windows

- Oh it’s haunted death by a thousand cuts glimmering of desperate false hope. It’s lovely.

The prophecy

- Oh. Damn yep that’ll do it. Right in the ticker. Damn. It feels very much like am I doomed to always be the one before the one? Wow. Just yeah.

Cassandra

- I don’t know why but this makes think of safe and sound. Like the woman that was there when everything burned around them. She’s telling her side. Everyone’s there to watch you burn, screaming your guilt but silent when they’re wrong? If that ain’t the truth miss. Oh wow. Shes beautifully captured such a dark chapter.

Peter

- Oh wow it’s beautiful. It’s like post cardigan and she’s all grown up. 'Cause love's never lost when perspective is earned. But the woman who sits by the window has turned out the light. Oh wow it’s wow.

The Bolter

- Oh we must stop meeting like this but it always ends with a town car speeding. Wowowow. It feels like the time she fell through the ice, then came out alive. Oh my a BEAUTY.

Robin

- Oh it’s so pretty. It’s like never grow up, safe and sound and seven swirled together. Wow. It’s like she’s talking to her child but then also herself in the past and present, like from an older perspective? Ohhh it’s beautiful. Why does this make me think of coraline’s real mother watching her sleep? I wanna cry.

The manuscript

- Wow god it’s beautiful. Another time travel song. You keep revisiting past in your mind and you gain perspective and then you realise you aren’t that version of you that lived it anymore. You can feel it still, not as deeply perhaps but you’re disconnected from thinking the way you did at that time or after. Is sobering and haunting. The healing. Wow wow wow.

@taylorswift thank you my love 💕

[melusinezephyr]

————  𝚑𝚘𝚠   𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜   𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛   𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛   𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚢   𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 ?

𝐀𝐋𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐒   𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐒 :     bold .     𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐒   𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐒 :     italic .

ANGER  .   jaw clenching , hands balling into fists , teeth grinding , yelling , going non - verbal , stuttering speech , rushed speech , slow and concise speech , rambling , quiet , arms crossing , shaking head , tearing up , animated , expressionless , projects , internalizes , vents , withdraws , tighter movements , passive aggressive , direct , physical outbursts , verbal outbursts .

JOY  .   easy smiles , fighting back grins , suppressed laughter , loud laughter , giggles , chuckling , smirks , whole body laughs , covers mouth when laughing or giggling , throws head back when laughing , slaps leg , touches people around them when laughing , looks down when laughing , looks for eye contact when laughing , sparkling eyes , bubbly happiness , quiet subtle happiness , obnoxious happiness , wants to spread joy , quietly savors joy .

SADNESS  .   crying , bottling it up , seeks distractions , wallows , meditates and processes , avoidance , seeks out comfort , withdraws , swallowing thickly , talks it out , internalizes it , sad smiles , depression naps , uses alcohol , uses drugs , seeks out sources of joy , fidgets with sentimental item , sits in silence , broods , gets moody , wants someone to share the misery , tries to hide negative emotions , nurtures others to make themselves feel better .

EMBARRASSMENT   AND   SHAME   .    blushing , looking away , rubbing at back of head , covering face , laughing nervously , laughs it off , overthinks , lets it go , self deprecating humor , deflects , gets irritated , smiles , withdraws , crossing arms over stomach , crossing arms over chest , hands in pockets , shoulders sinking , shrugs , falling into silence until comfortable again , talking a lot to compensate .

GUILT  .    avoiding eye contact , shoulders sinking low , head hanging down , crying , chest aches , lashes out , internalizes , apologizes , deflects , communicates , withdraws , grand gestures for forgiveness , accepts fault easily , punishes themselves , martyrdom , victim complex , over - active guilt complex , healthy conscience , internalizes even after forgiveness , seeks redemption , moves on easily , denial , lack of guilt or conscience , sorry they got caught more than caused harm , can’t handle knowing they hurt others . (girl this woman does not feel guilt idk what to tell you)

FEAR   AND   ANXIETY   .   trembling , crying , sarcasm or sass to cope , rambles , goes silent , gets angry , fidgeting , impatience , clenching jaw , picking at nails , chewing at lip , pulling at clothes , adjusting jewelry or clothing , swallowing thickly , eyes widening , over - reacts , under - reacts , calm , logical , panic , irrational , overthinks , carefully analyzes , talks to themselves , breathing exercises , flight , fight , withdraw , fawn .

tagging: hi dash.

[arobraindead]

Horrid Henry Fanfic Recommendations.

Now before I start. There will be underage smut in these. no its not extreme underage, its like.. 15-17. also a bunch of these are henralph because of course they are.

I Imagined His Eyes Coruscated - people_who_are_puzzle_pieces (Henralph, Angst & Fluff, a bit of drug use [weed].)

Horrid Henry comes out - Anonymous (A bit of Henralph, homophobic ralph, crackfic)

HORRID HENRY AND RUDE RALPH BEING HORRID - EphemeralandEuphoric (Henralph, crackfic, underage smut [15-16?])

Backyard Boy, You Make Me Nervous - Anonymous (Henralph, underage smut [15-16-17?])

Acceptable Change - VaneliciaEillia (Henralph, fluff, first kiss)

Signs I'm inlove - VaneliciaEillia (Henralph, Feelings Realization, fluff)

Another Fight - Mars_Again (Henry & Ralph [mostly platonic but a bit romantic], a bit angsty but not the main focus, Implied Parental Neglect)

To Be Better -  Thats_Sounds_Right (Implied child abuse, perfect peter pov, idk how else to tag this lol)

Wait. You Can Do that? - Thats_Sounds_Right (henralph, hurt/comfort, implied child abuse)

when we're kings -  borntoberude (Henralph, fluff)

the most horrid time of the month - borntoberude (Henry & Susan, trans henry)

Sour Susan's Weekend Off - SchlattIRL (Susan & Henry & Ralph, light angst. but its happy at the end)

Dashed Hopes -  Diverse_Mistakes (implied child abuse. talk with social services)

Why favoritism is bad a.k.a(The long awaited part two to horrid henry’s first misunderstanding) - HorrorNoir (a bit of henralph, crackfic, henry & peter)

Henry - Anonymous (Henry & Ralph, trans henry, implied transphobia, hurt/comfort)

Because You Plus Me Equals Purple -  alienated_ghost (Henralph, fluff, love confessions)

Lovely Days That Drift Away -  Marcy_Chan (Horrid Henry & Miss Lovely, implied child abuse, fluff, light angst)

Somewhere in the Dust -  lucshiro (somewhat henralph, angst & hurt/comfort)

Horrid Henry's Zoning Out Problem -  DizzyDamian (Henralph, pining, fluff)

Horrid Henry's Birthday Gift - DizzyDamian (Henralph, fluff, hurt/comfort, pining)

A Truly Horrid Thing -  Alexithymiac (Henralph, angst, attempted suicide, child abuse, happy ending)

Hiraeth - lucshiro (Implied Henralph, implied child abuse, hurt/comfort)

Horrid Henry and the Rude Boy - kalopsias_ataraxia (henralph, fluff)

We're on the Edge of a Beautiful Thing - CharliePerson (somwhat crack. i would describe it as a slice of life fic. this is one of the first hh fanfics EVER so..)

oh messy life - mywinona (Horrid Henry & Moody Margaret, light angst, coming out, trans henry)

Horrid Henry's Divine Intervention - henrysnailmail (Henry & Peter, main character death, angst, hurt/comfort, child abuse, blood & injury)

Your Secret is Safe With Me  -  Cams_Angst_Diary (Henry & Ralph, trans henry, implied child abuse, slight transphobia, hurt/comfort)

I'd Say You Feel Like Home, But You Actually Make Me Feel Safe - salted_eyeballs (Henry & Peter, child abuse, angst, hurt/comfort, foster care)

Climb Your Way to My Heart - VaneliciaEillia (Enemies to Friends, fluff, childhood friends)

Never Coming Back - yummisoap (henralph, moving out, past child abuse, implied child abuse, angst, henry & peter.)

Things Have Changed -  Your_Schizophrenic_Girlfriend (henralph, slow burn, homophobia & transphobia, smut.)

Horrid Henry's Halloween Party Uprising - Marisolidk (henralph, underage drinking, underage smut [14-15], henry & peter.)

Horrid Henry; Perfect Peter’s First Failure -  henrysnailmail (Angst, implied child abuse)

That'd Be Okay -  busyasabbey (Henralph, Hurt/comfort, first kiss.)

Get Help, Get Ralph - busyasabbey (Henralph, Self-Harm, confessions, first kiss, hurt/comfort.)

Wanted - busyasabbey (Henralph, hurt/comfort, confession, alcohol.)

You've Got Friends in Ashton -  hoofbeast (Slight Henralph, Fluff)

Love is a bitch in denial! - Kuromistu (Henralph, smut, "crack".)

The Changeling Prince - Lupindraco (Henralph, child abuse, folklore, royalty.)

henralph kiss kiss mwah mwah ^_^ - Anonymous (Henralph, short n sweet.)

burned out. -  Bunn1sin (Henry & Peter, implied self-harm, angst.)

Pink and Blue -  rainyday_fanfics (Henry & Gurinder, fluff, trans bonding [if that makes sense])

if henry wasn't actually that horrid (everyone else is horrid to him) - ishoulddefobeasleep (Henry & Ralph, Henry & Peter, angst, child abuse, hurt/comfort.)

My best mate - N3107710 (Henralph.)

Late Night With My Best Mate | Oneshot - henralphcanon (henralph, underage smut [16-17]) THIS IS WATTPAD!

Soulmate Strings ( Henry X Ralph) - PorFavorLigmaBalls (henralph, soulmate au) WATTPAD

HXR- PorFavorLigmaBalls (henralph, child abuse) WATTPAD

•┈┈┈••✦ ♡ ✦••┈┈┈• 𝙹𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 - 𝙷𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚍 𝙷𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚢. - miamorhaha (Henralph)

The boy inside - Moonshade101 (angst, child abuse, injury, happy ending) THIS IS FANFICTION.NET!

[squimari]

child! sapnap is just baby jack jack from the incredibles

[footballxwrites]

hi! 💕 idk if you watched city-leeds yesterday but when conceding the 2nd, john stones got angry (is that a swear that I read on his lips? 😂🙈 I felt so bad for him bc he was the best player on the pitch, carried his whole team for 90 mins, almost the only city one who wanted to win and NO ONE IS TELLING ME OTHERWISE) ✨ Anyways ✨ could you write one where he gets back home going mad, throwing things around, tries to get drunk, swears,... but you calm him down (lots of cuddles please 🥺) THANKS❤

Sorry I didn’t see this request earlier...but yes! He was one mad guy on the pitch that night 👀 we won’t mention the red card he got last night and lost me fantasy points 😩

“Fucking pathetic man” he groaned in annoyance as the slamming of the front door followed shortly after, him not being his usual tidy, clean self and instead dashing his bag and training gear straight across the floor, giving it a little kick as he passed on the way to the kitchen where you were sat typing away at your laptop, getting in all the work deadlines...before all the havoc and moodiness of your boyfriend began.

“Hi babe-“ you started in a pout as he walked past, half ignoring your presence as he walked towards the wine fridge, “what the fuck was the team doing tonight, fucking shocking” he continued, not letting you get a word in as he poured a large red, making you realise how bad the game must of been if he’s having a drink. “We all have our bad days” you sighed, getting up from the stool and wondering over to the counter where he was stood, gazing out the window, shaking his head as you looped your arms around his neck and placed your head in his shoulder.

“But we were god awful tonight, everyone lazy, clearly not in the slightest arsed” he tutted, shuffling off your touch and walking into the loving room where he chucked himself on the sofa, the bottle of Malbec still in his hand, of course planning on finishing it off as he’d just downed a glass within a couple of minutes. “They didn’t deserve the fucking goal anyways” he said, getting all petty as you couldn’t help but let out a small giggle as you’re entered the room, seeing him sulking under the blankets he’d just wrapped himself in.

“Turn on then” he shouted at the tv, pointing the remote that is acting up as per usual towards the flatscreen but it of course getting on the wrong side of him tonight as he gave in and threw it on the coffee table, the way he was going on you’d think it was the end of the world and don’t get me wrong you know how much football means to him and all but sometimes he just needs to calm down and take a chill pill or something because wow that man can get angry over the sport when it doesn’t go his way.

“Hey you’ll break it, pack it in” you warned, falling down next to him, taking the wine from his hand and pouring yourself a glass, polishing off the bottle so he couldn’t as he gave you eyes of disgust, “and you can get out your mood as well. You wanna go sulk, go do it in the spare room where no one has to put up with it”

“Ok ok sorry, it just really takes the piss at times you know” he whined, throwing his head back as you snuggled closer to him, placing a hand on his torso, tracing his down towards the outline of his abs, “I know. You’re passionate I’ll give you that” you giggled as a smile crept upon his face, finding it hard to stay in a mood where you’re around. “Look, dust yourself off, pick yourself up and go again next game” you winked, leaning in to press a sweet kiss to his lips before moving to grab the remote, finally getting to work after smacking the back, “my girl with the inspirational quotes” he joked making you smile with a playful roll of your eyes.

“Go on then I’ll let you pick seeing as you’ve had a shit night” you sighed with a grin, sure you’d regret saying that as he excited began scrolling through the live list of Netflix, seeming to have snapped out his anger as you rested your head on his chest and pulled the five blankets over the pair of you, “seriously you wanna watch this again?” you giggled, almost knowing he was about to pick that same film he’s watched at least 10 times in the asst month, “you did say whatever, so we’re watching this” he smirked, completely relaxing into your touch 🤍

[naralanis]

Fic Writer Review!

Thanks @mssirey for the tag! I totally didn't have a crisis with the very last question, not at all bwhahaha

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

41, soon to be 42. ASJKLDBLAHSDSD how. And also why. But mostly, how.

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

565,934 EXCUSE ME WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK. I was going to check my unpublished works but ya know what. Maybe I've written enough akdjsa

3. How many fandoms have you written for?

Technically speaking, I've written and published fics for five fandoms. However, I only have one story for OUAT (and I have @shadowdianne to thank for that... or do I?) and one for Captain Marvel. Mirandy was my first love, Cissamione the second, and Supercorp has burrowed in my brain and just won't let go.

I've also technically written for Xena, Legend of Korra, and Criminal Minds, but since I never published those, we're going to pretend they don't exist!

4. Top 5 fics by kudos?

Only two are WIPs! YEAH! They're the top two, but WHO CARES, here they are:

1) Perhaps, aka my baby, my child, my darling, the apple of my eye. If I ever had to choose to finish only ONE of my WIPs, this would be the one. This story has grown with me, and I think you can tell when you read. Or maybe not!

2) For the Better. If the former is my baby, this one is like... my moody teenager. I love it dearly, but... it takes a lot out of me. An ode to one of the first fandoms I actively wrote for, it sits unfinished, but nearly, oh so nearly done. I will finish it, damn ittt.

3) The Date. Honestly, this one really surprised me -- it's one of my oldest one-shots, and something I definitely dashed off between lectures back in Scotland, maybe alternating with FtB chapters. It's one of my first attempts at humour, I think.

4) Bits and Pieces. AYY, I wasn't sure Supercorp would make the cut, WOOOT! This one was the second Supercorp fic I ever wrote, and I did it because Lena Is Baby and the idea just wouldn't leave my brain.

And lastly, the fabulous number 5... Perfect. AKA Nara's First (published) Explicit Fic, featuring Praise Kink and an Enchanted Dildo (for... reasons). I'm not gonna lie, I am so HAPPY this one made it, because it has a special place in my heart. It's where Soft Butch Hermione comes to life, and if you don't love Soft Butch Hermione, I'm sorry, we can't be friends. I love her.

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

Eeermmm... some? I do want to respond, but I'm terrible with keeping up with comments, I really am. For whatever reason, even when I do my best, I don't really love responding directly on AO3. I also turned off all email notifications for AO3 because turns out my brain WILL be distracted by even a single one.

I'm much more responsive on Tumblr, I promise!

6. A fic you've written with the angstiest ending:

Any of my Narlily works, I guess? Like... All Flowers Wither or Carry On.

Unshackled would be another one, though it's Cissamione... but I caved and made a happy(ish) second part for that one.

7. Do you write crossovers?

Nope! Crossovers just don't do it for me, generally speaking (reading or writing).

8. Ever received hate on a fic?

EvEr rEcEIvEd hAtE-- yes. Oh, yes. I've been told my writing is terrible, I've been told my stories were a 'waste of time,' or 'overhyped,' I've had people tell me there was only One Way to write a certain pairing and my way was definitely Not The Way.

The list goes on.

It used to really, really bother me--still does, but in a much smaller way. Delete/Block buttons are my friends.

9. Do you write smut?

I write an absurd amount of smut. I just don't publish any of it because. Fear.

My pretty, pretty pens have created some filthy, filthy things.

10. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

A couple of times -- only once or twice like, straight up attributed to someone else who acted like they were the one writing it. The other times were reposts or translations (without my permission, so still. stolen).

11. Ever had a fic translated?

I've authorized a couple of translations of a few of my DWP works. I'm usually cool with people translating my stuff IF THEY ASK ME FIRST and GIVE ME PROPER CREDIT.

9/10 it's some Brazilian who translates it to Portuguese without my permission and then gets upset when I, another Brazilian, do not endorse it and politely ask them to take the thing down. Thankfully it's been a while. ASK ME, DAMN IT.

12. Have you ever co-written a fic?

Nothing published bwhaha!

13. All-time favourite ship?

Right now SuperCorp is definitely barking a little louder, so to speak, but I don't really have one favourite overall. It depends on the fandom, sometimes! Cissamione is very dear to my heart, because it's just so fucking out there and literally every one in this ship has some of the most fascinating headcanons for this pairing and it's just. So wonderful.

14. WIP you want to finish, but don't think you ever will?

Eeeeuuughhh.... Right now? Probably The Appraisal. I forget what I wanted to do with it, I'm not sure if I'm still feeling the premise... IDK.

I think the same could be said of For the Better, but I PROMISED to finish it, and GOD DAMN IT, I am so close I can't throw in the towel just yet.

15. Writing strengths?

You want ME to say good things about MYSELF? I'm still learning how to do that asldkjbasdn it's a work in progress. But I think I'd say... maybe world-building, at least on my longer works?

I would also like to think I do pretty OK in... IDK, some of the punchy stuff? The 'oh wait a minute' moment? IDK if that makes sense!

16. Writing weaknesses?

Organizing. Plot (HAHA IKR). Consistency. Editing (which is rich from someone who literally edits shit for a living... but go figure). Pacing. Weirdly long sentences? Commas for DAYS.

I could go on.

17. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in a fic?

I am a-OK attempting it in French/Spanish/Portuguese. It may not sound natural, but it will be correct. If I'm trying another language, I'll definitely get help! But I've got no problem with it.

18. First fandom you ever wrote for?

Harry Potter, Dramione specifically, and you'll never find a shred of it. I was like 12, and almost a decade later I figured out Hermione was much better off with Draco's mother.

19. What's your fav fic you've written so far?

DON'T MAKE ME CHOOOSE asdkljasdl I CAAANNN'TTTT

I mean, obviously Perhaps is one of them -- it is my baby, that has been established. I think Little Bumps in the Road is also up there, because it was just a random writing exercise that got out of hand, and honestly? I'm here for it. Andddd.... I GUESS I'll put A Valentine's Evening up there as well, because it was the first time I didn't second guess every word I wrote when posting smut. I just... felt it, went for it, wrote it, and it felt really, really good to release some of that into the world lol

WHEW, this was a long one! I'll be tagging @intheinkpot, @shadowdianne, @delirious-comfort, and @16-pennies because I am a curious bastard. But, as always, feel free to treat this as an open tag. Go nuts!

[trollioscereal]

URL thing for me?

First impression of the mun: Hm hm hm. Moody and quiet, but definitely not in a bad way? I just got the vibe you were more lowkey Current opinion on the mun: Friendly and a little anxious, still getting to know :3c Which of their trolls I like the best: I say Teagan because that's the one that I associate the most with your blog and also I just genuinely like seeing him on my dash. But also Circin, Prerio, and Markab (idk who he is rly but i assume he fucks) Which of their trolls I’d like to RP with: probably any! I have well noted Prerio and Hanaya, that's been on my brain

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Astro Boy + Jetter Mars Headcanons/ AUs

FINALLY got my brain cells in order so I could type this up. Thanks to @z-skull for their great Tenma Headcanons, as they motivated me to finish my messy ones but I’ll tighten it up later.

Age Gap AU

( @jheunart and @mitosis-jones are responsible for this AU, not sure if their still in the fandom. Search ‘Age Difference’ on my blog for some of their artworks.)

ATB!Hiroshi x older!Tenma (This Tenma is mix of Little Astro Boy, 03 and Pluto. So normal with bouts of flashiness and moodiness.)

Hiroshi Ocahnomizu

(Graduate?) student interning at the ministry. Mokoto is his lab partner in an actual lab on campus. (Idk how this type of stuff work) She still has her crush on him. He has a tiny crush on her Moriya, but that doesn’t last very long.

Has a small studio apartment near campus. His internship pays decently but he also has a robot repair gig not too far away.

Has a freestanding hammock in the lab closet when he decides to pull a all nighter or he needs to take a quick nap. Tenma tries it out and decides to buy a double size one to put in his backyard.

Stays up to date on technology, mainly robotics. He read and heard about Tenma’s works and meets him while working at the ministry.

Six (A106) is his best work thus far and the reason he got the internship. The other numbers are still around as well.

Tries to eat healthy but as a college student, easier said then done. Has a bit of chub but pretty sturdy and able to handle heavy equipment.

Bisexual, slight preference to men. Attracted to personality more-so then looks.

A bit clumsy with romance but he tries! Not really into theatrics, more into 'simple but sweet' gestures.

Umataro Tenma

Is a good dad and makes time for Tobio. They usually watch movies or go somewhere educational like the Aquarium or the Planetarium. Hiroshi (and sometimes Ran) tagged along with them. They try to go the amusement park during the summer. He still a bit of an workaholic and sometime works over time.

They still live in the house from '03 verse. That HUGE mansion from The Last Mystery of the 21st Century? Maybe him and Hiroshi commissioned it?

He keeps to his self and trust very few people. Those he trust and respect will be teased/lightly picked on. But he won't hesitate to defend or help them any way he can. With sassiness of course.

Still prideful and a bit impulsive when it comes to his work. Basically the BlackJack of Robotics, but not shady. He’s a perfectionist and will to go all out to get the results he want. This attitude is a doubled edged sword, but it part of the reason he becomes minister.

Hiroshi is the first guy he ever fell for. He experimented in college, here and there. His work came first. (maybe later dated and married Hoshi? IDK!)

Bisexual, no preference. Attracted to personality over looks. Only flirty with people he's attractive too. Not as smooth as he thinks he is. Is romantic with dashes of theatrics.

Might be Yamanoure cousin in this Au but IDK

Ect. Thoughts

Hiroshi and Tobio hit off really well! They bond over anime, video games and robotics. He would babysit Tobio when Tenma is in full workaholic mode and help him with his homework if needed. Ran and Mokoto meet Tobio when Hiroshi brings him to the lab. Once Hiroshi and Tenma start dating, they babysit him.

Reno and Uran are also in this Au but I got nothing for them right now. Same goes for other characters.

Jetter Mars/ Astro Boy Au (I suck at names I know)

Tenma and Yamanore are (Distant?) cousins. In fact they both went to the same college. The have a something of a rivalry but still care for each other. Or maybe He can be Hoshi's Cousin? Hmmm.

Yama doesn't live in Metro City so he don't see his nephew very often. He's proud of his smart nephew and He met and approved of Hoshi and Tenma, even attending the wedding. And was crushed when she died as she was one the few people who he cared for and put up with his attitude, even morso when Tobio died. Hm, still working on this one.

Yama is/was secretly jealous of the Tenma family due to not having any family of his own. He dated a bit in college but nothing official due to his jumpiness and aloof attitude.

It's canon that Yama did Mars body but not brain. So he calls his cousin to help him and they work on Mars?? Mars could physical age and grow with naon tech or something. Astro body frame was/is not compatible with them so Tenma decided to build another body compatible later on?? Lots of holes here, yes yes.

I came up with the name 'Okuran' for Yamanoure. Okura is the name of an ancient Japanese poet, Yamanoue No Okura, and the Japanese name of the Okra plant that his sideburns resemble. They also look like squid tentacles. If Tenma can be a horse/bird, he can be a plant/squid. Might change up the spelling.

Other characters appear but I got nothing for them right now.