#ohsomeonelikeme

[sybeez]

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[princeraglan]

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[dnofsunshine]

3, 7, and 18!

awww omg tysm, again <333 for the weird questions for writers ask game:

3. What is your writing ritual and why is it cursed?

i don't... have a routine, i don't think? the first thing i have to do is take my adhd meds. XD usually i have lo-fi going or i write in silence, but i absolutely have to write on my laptop, lol. i got a tablet with a keyboard and i'm struggling to get used to it, so that's why it's cursed. phone writing? nope. cannot. writing on paper?? that's so,,, i can write outlines on paper but??? fic?? uh uh. i absolutely, positively have to have my laptop or i'm screwed lol.

7. What is your deepest joy about writing?

i love the thrill of sharing it. i also really enjoy going back and re-reading it later, when i'm looking for something specifically tailored to my needs. but mostly i love sharing it, whether it's privately with one of my online friends or on ffn/ao3. feedback gives me lifeee

18. Choose a passage from your writing. Tell me about the backstory of this moment. How you came up with it, how it changed from start to end. Spicy addition: Questioner provides the passage.

oh dear. XD i wrote this after watching an episode of the anime horimiya, it just screamed Kageyama?? in the episode, one of the mcs, Hori, has a fever and she's wanting someone there, but her mom is always working, so she's alone and she doesn't want to be, but her bf stops by to give her some medicine and she's not lucid, she keeps asking, "Where are you going?" over and over, because she doesn't want to be alone, and i just... i had to write this.

he's drugged from some medicine after a pulled muscle, and he's had a nightmare, and he's at Hinata's. a lovely combo and opportunity for h/c.

here's the passage from a drabble i wrote recently:

“Where are you?” Kageyama repeated, even though Hinata was right in front of him now. Holding him now. “Where are you?”

“I’m right here.” His hands squeezed Kageyama’s forearms in what he hoped was reassurance, attempting to keep the panic out of his voice because what the heck was happening? “I’m right here, Kageyama.”

A whimper fell from Kageyama’s lips: a helpless, vulnerable sound that made Kageyama seem so much younger and smaller than he looked. Something in Hinata’s chest shifted and plummeted, sinking so fast and so hard that it left his body without even giving him time to prepare.

Was Kageyama even lucid?

“Kageyama?” Hinata repeated, soft and careful but so very scared. “Can… can you hear me?”

Kageyama’s head lulled forward, forehead resting against Hinata’s chest. His voice shook as he echoed repeatedly: “Where are you? Where… where are you, Hinata?”

“I’m here,” Hinata whispered, tears swimming in his eyes. “You… you keep asking where I am, but… but what are you really saying, Kageyama?”

this changed a bit in that later, Natsu shows up asking about Kageyama, and she wasn't supposed to, but eh that's how the writer life works XD

(p.s.: this scene also screams takaishida, i may do a takaishida version hehe. what can i say i'm a sucker for the lonely ones with abandonment issues)

[variouscolors-old]

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♬ - a friend/best friend memory • [prompts]

It hadn’t been a long time that he had met those people in his life. Actually, it felt like it was yesterday when he went to the summer camp with Takeru and ended up stuck in another world.

Tsunomon was the first thing he saw when he woke up. A round fluffball with a big horn at the top of his head. It was a very shy creature, but was happy to see him. But he, Yamato, had no idea why the tiny creature knew his name. Even Tsunomon wasn’t aware why, but he felt the desire to meet Yamato someday.

As the adventure went, he made important friends with those people and digimon -- the name of those creatures -- and had been terribly concerned about Takeru. But Takeru had a better grip at his emotions (or this is what he believed) and everyone treated him like an equal. Was Yamato the problem? No, he only had bad memories of the divorce (just like Takeru, since it was all a façade and the poor tiny kid had been stuggling with it just like him) despite not regretting the decision he had taken a long time ago.

Gabumon being all shy and gentle, yet pretty alike him somehow, helped Yamato to grew as a person. If weren’t for Gabumon (and those seven kids plus their digi) he wouldn’t have been in a band three years later, and being more sociable.

Him becoming the mentor of three new kids seemed a bit a hard task, especially with those who were stubborn or had the tendency to be too defensive, but he helped them grow together. Despite him and Gabumon not being too “useful” and it making both upset lots of times, they did everything they could. When Iori suddenly came to talk to him about Takeru’s past, he somehow was able to understand Ken’s experiences too. He had no hard feelings, and preferred to let the time heal everyone’s wounds. Yamato offered to go to Mexico with Ken, and there he noticed that boy wasn’t like the cocky Digimon Kaiser anymore.

In that same year, Sora revealed her feelings for him. It was a bit of a surprise, and he was a bit afraid... But deep down he felt the same for her since a long time ago as well. So they started dating. Despite them feeling this couldn’t work, or every time he felt she was concerned, he solved to give a sample of his love for her. It was pathetic the time he was bribed by Taichi to do tap dancing to rescue her and the girls from Boltmon. But in the end, everything went well.

Eight years later, or recently, he had struggles to become an adult. He didn’t know WHAT to be one. He had no idea about what the future he wanted for himself. He still kept contact with a few, but he was driving away again from people... but this time from Gabumon as well. When the ring appeared in his smartphone and digivice, he was angry about that fate. He cursed fate for trying to take Gabumon away from him, but also he had to work harder to save a good chunk of the Eosmon’s victims. In the meanwhile, he asked Daisuke a favor after learning he was in New York. His request was to investigate about Menoa and her assistant Imura, while he himself went after Imura to unmask him.

Turns out the enemy wasn’t Imura at all, and yes Menoa. She had taken Takeru, Hikari, Mimi, Jou and Koushiro already. He feared for Sora. He really feared for his beloved junior team as well. And he was also having more and more trouble to deal with that pain... He had to fight, but he wanted to spend the last moments with Gabumon at the same time. Taichi was right, they were the only ones able to save everyone. So he embraced it, he would fight until the end for the others to have their own choices regarding their destinies.

After the fight and saving everyone, Yamato spent the the last minutes with Gabumon. Gabumon doesn’t ask much but... What to do tomorrow? But when he found the answer... Gabumon had vanished.

It was sad, he cried like when he had been crying in his first Adventure. His beloved Gabumon, his friend, his buddy... gone.

But if he learned anything with all of those years -- this separation wouldn’t be the fist nor the last. He started to work harder on the day he would get Gabumon back. He was enamored to the idea of going to space with Gabumon.

Yamato’s memories of Gabumon kept living in his heart and mind, every day he woke up he would look at the photos of his partner. He was getting better and better. He started to play harmonica again, and the first person to hear it for the first time for a while was Gabumon.

He crafted a new melody, one that seemed to reflect his heart and desire to meet his beloved digimon again.

And now, he works to create this new future he dreams with every single night -- A world in which the digimon and the humans live together. Just like Taichi had presented to him and Koushiro in that week.

[teacupfulofstarshine]

Anilogical: 19, 29 and 36 for the ask thing.

19: what do they fight about? what are their arguments like? how do they make up?

- logan and virgil tend to only fight about stupid things. virgil will say he’s going to do the laundry, and then logan will do it instead and virgil will be furious. furious i tell you

- sometimes . . . sometimes though, virgil gets stuck in his own head and his cognitive distortions and then he lashes out at logan, who does his best to leave the situation but often ends up lashing out right back. 

- they always take some distance from each other for a few hours to have calmdown time, and then they come back and make up

- they talk things through, gently touching each other’s shoulders and faces and upper arms. then they cuddle 

29: how to they handle disasters or emergencies? minor injuries? sickness?

- they’re both shockingly calm in the middle of crisis situations. logan assumes a leadership role while virgil goes on the defense of everyone around him. once the crisis passes, they both have meltdowns from the stress

- minor injuries? virgil panics a lot, but is usually calmed relatively quickly. logan is calm and unfazed 

- sickness? virgil is pretty chill. logan loses his shit. he HATES being sick

36: what’s their greatest strength as a couple? greatest weakness? 

- greatest strength: they understand each other very well

- greatest weakness: they both suck a lot at talking about their feelings

[farmergadda]

@ohsomeonelikeme nobody asked you

Ah yes taco bell, "for when you wanna shit ur brains out"

[parano--vigilant]

Happy birthday!!!!!

Thank you!

[residentanchor]

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[tulipscomeinallsortsofcolors]

Hey I just finished Of Love and Other Fairytales and I'm having a LOT of emotions and as soon as I'm done processing them I'm gonna come yeet praise at you so be ready cause HOLY CRUD.

!!! im very glad you enjoyed it!!!

[guru--guru]

@ohsomeonelikeme replied to your photoset “ahoy, hylians whaddup nerds after 12 years strong im not a redhead...”

I gotta ask..... how is it?? I'm always takes out of dying my Ginger locks.

well, mine were never natural but i’ve been dyeing my hair various shades of orange and red pretty consistently for the last 12 years with a dozen different kinds of dye. the process of getting all the red out took about 7 hours of me sitting in the chair at the salon and i’ll still have to go back in a couple months and do it again to get the pieces that were too stubborn to bleach white. the pastel throughout hides it well but that will likely wash out in a few weeks. i imagine natural hair won’t have this kind of issue though! virgin hair always takes color and bleaching easier than pre-treated stuff if i’m not mistaken. 

anyway, life’s short and nothing matters. if dyeing your hair makes you happy, do it. don’t let anyone talk you out of it with phantom regret. 

the purpose of life is to relentlessly experience it. 

[reliablejoukido]

[ @ohsomeonelikeme instead of that, how about a post dedicated to the Takari screencaps that will not be making the cut. ]

Also these:

[ahiddenpath]

24 for the writing thing!

24.) tender (from here)

Sora knelt before a low table, staring at two flower arrangements.  The first was simple and stately, each stem placed in a way that accentuated its shape.  The second…  It was overdone and awkward.

Sighing, Sora placed her cutters on the mat beneath her vase and flowers.  She had decided to create a new ikebana piece beside her mother’s latest arrangement, hoping to emulate a master’s technique.  Instead, the comparison stifled her, and she fell into her bad habits more readily than ever.   

Her lower lip protruded as her eyes slid from one vase to the other, narrowing with each pass.  She jumped when her mother knelt beside her.  Sora’s frustration morphed to panic.  She had planned to dispose of her work before it disappointed Toshiko.

Toshiko took over Sora’s former occupation of floral scrutiny.  Sora was beginning to sweat when her mother murmured, “You’ve improved.”

Sora twitched.  “Mom- really?”

“Mm.”  Toshiko gestured towards two stems near the center of Sora’s arrangement.  They were from different plants, and only one bore a flower, but they seemed to naturally wind together.  “This is beautiful.  I’d recommend removing a few stems to pull this into focus.”

A flood of embarrassed pleasure overcame her, and Sora remained silent as she sorted through the unexpected emotion.  At last, she replied, “Do you think I can remove things without damaging that part?”

“Of course.”  Toshiko offered a warm smile, so precious and rare.  “You have a tender touch.  But I can help, if you’d like.”

Grinning, Sora slid closer to her mother.  “I’d like that.”

[farmergadda]

@ohsomeonelikeme gently patting my tilled field "grow little hot takes, grow"

I haven't posted any game design thoughts because I haven't had any in a long time. Has this well run dry? What am I without my opinions of Dungeons and Dragons? Can I even call myself a man???

[kingofthewilderwest]

yeah you've always radiated tall energy to me too lol

Oh my Thor, I love this.

Thank you guys so much for contributing.

I was like, sort of expecting that people would think I had tall energy? And dude! Look! That’s what I’ve been getting!

I’m also thinking about one good url friend who mentally wants to believe I’m 6′ 2″. By this, I mean that he has been ANGRILY refusing to believe my actual height for four years. When we finally have a chance to meet irl I give a 70% chance he’ll crawl on his knees because he wants to keep pretending I’m taller. Part of that is because I roleplayed a character who was 6′ 2″, so he got mentally thinking that was “me” too. He has been extremely, extremely, extremely upset and in denial of the truth... 

...since finding out I’m 5′ 2″ (157.5 cm).

So like, I’m average “short” for my country’s overall demographics and lots of my friends are the same height as me, but physically I’m definitely not tall. XD

Proof!

(I’m the one on the far right in the purple dress. Friend next to me is 5′ 10″).

(I’m Sans, standing between @gaydragonwizards who I think is 5′ 9 or 5′ 10″, and @nonposter who’s about 6 even)

With some people from my undergrad leadership program (I’m in orange).

And there’s this entertaining picture, with my friendo Squid, that makes me somehow seem smaller than I really am?

So there, proof of my non-objective tolness!

I’m so fascinated that I seem to radiate tall energy online. I have a few theories as to why but now I’m really darned fascinated.

I wonder how peoples’ impressions of me who know me irl and know my height... are different from url people who just get my text or at most selfies of usually my face.

[variouscolors-old]

2 and 19

2. How many rp blogs are you currently running?

Actually just this one and the askblog (tomorrows2top) but since i’m busy with zine work i’m quite of inactive on them ;v;

19. A plot you want to do one day for your muse.

Hmmm... I want to write more with Menoa, especially the idea of her meeting Morphomon again.

[teacupfulofstarshine]

S, F, X for the fanfic asks!

S: Any fandom tropes you can’t resist?

listen a bitch is a sucker for a soulmate trope. i also love the radio host trope (where one character has a call-in radio show and the other character is a regular caller), the coffee shop au trope, and ANY type of magical girl au trope 

i also love the trope of logan and virgil being space gays 

F: Share a snippet from one of your favorite dialogue scenes you’ve written and explain why you’re proud of it. 

“Listen to what? I loved you, and you used me. You used me to beat the labyrinth and slay the Minotaur, and for what? I abandoned my home, my family, my life for you, because you promised me a new life! Well, you certainly gave me one, but it wasn’t what you promised!”

Remy’s hands are shaking with anger, and he curls them into fists.

“Clearly you did okay,” Theseus murmurs, taking a step forward. Remy takes a step back. “You made it to Elysium. To Paradise. That means you must have been a hero when you were alive, and that means that we can spend eternity together. I have all the time in the world to apologize to you and make up for what I did, we can start over, we can -”

“No.”

“What do you mean, no?”

Remy raises an eyebrow. “I mean no, Theseus. Did dying rob you of your ability to comprehend language, or did you lose that while you were alive?”

“I - I don’t understand. I thought you said you loved me?”

“Yeah, I did. Loved, past tense. You honestly think I could still love you after what you did to me? Or do they omit you marooning me for dead on an island when they sing the tales of your adventures?”

- this is from to be set in your place which is a fic i wrote for @tulipscomeinallsortsofcolors !! i just love how bluntly honest remy is about how shitty theseus treated him and how he’s done putting up with his toxic male shit 

X: A character you enjoy making suffer 

logan, but only because i’m a sucker for hurt/comfort fluff