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Temporary Home: Chapter 8

Guardians of the Galaxy fanfic | Reader x Guardians (With Yondu and Kraglin!)

Summary: Prank war engaged, who will win? Also, Yondu helps you with a little problem, Peter wants to watch another movie, and Rocket finally gets a surprise. Lots of fluff.

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Author’s Note: Slight sadness because I wrote out the whole Rocket seeing a real raccoon scene, then realized it didn't fit with the direction of this chapter, and now I have to save it for a future one. Poo. Also, for my records, this is day 10 of the Guardians living with reader. Also, Also: I love all the little replies you guys leave for me on this fic! This is a sideblog, so I can't reply to them in the notes, but I just want to let you guys know I love and appreciate them so much!!!!

Word Count: 5,561

You woke up a little nervous, Yondu's warning having gotten to you a bit. You couldn't remember the last time you pulled a prank, and now he's told you that you might have accidentally started a war with Kraglin and Peter? Just what you needed. Great.

The first thing you did, aside from seeing that Mantis was still asleep, was check yourself and your bed over to make sure they hadn't left any surprise pranks for you in your sleep. You even checked your reflection in your phone just in case one of them could have managed to draw on your face while you were sleeping, even though you knew that would be ridiculous... or was it?

Okay, so maybe you were more than a little nervous.

It didn't take long for you to scold yourself. Why should you be nervous? This was your home, you had the advantage. You weren't going to hide like some scared child from some pranks. As you got dressed you told yourself that you'd prepare yourself for anything they had coming your way. Shut it down. Nip it in the bud. Besides, what if Yondu was wrong? Maybe they wouldn't even to anything at all.

You'd barely finished that thought when Peter jump-scared you the second you opened your bedroom door, causing you to reflexively punch him in the face.

"Ow! Dude!" he complained, hands up to his nose and checking it for blood. Luckily there wasn't any.

You cover your mouth, both in horror and trying to mask your humor at the belated karmic justice for the door incident. "I- I really want to say sorry... but I suppose you had that coming..." you say, swallowing your laughter and making your way around him to escape into the bathroom.

Well, that confirmed Yondu was right... You should probably start thinking of some ways to either prank back or defend yourself. If they wanted a war, you'd be ready.

***

You fancied toast again for breakfast and that's when Kraglin struck, using your previous night's admission against you. He spidered his fingers over your sides while your back was turned. You didn't even know he had been in the kitchen, but you sure as hell felt the tickly sparks of electricity that jolted through your body and made you drop the knife as you spasmed under his attack with an embarrassing squeal.

He stopped almost as quickly as he started, doubled over and slapping his knee in laughter. "Oh! That's just too good!" he teased.

You look at him with narrowed eyes, noticing Peter standing not too far off, looking pleased. "So that's how it's going to be, huh?" you say, more of a statement that a question.

The guys only ginned in response and you turned back to your toast.

"I see," you say cooly.

War it was.

***

After you ate you thought you'd make a trip to the attic. You knew you might have an asset or two up there that would prove useful. One such being, a big old rubber spider, another being a whoopie cushion.

You pocketed the whoopie cushion for now, but, seeing as you were the only one upstairs at the moment, you took your opportunity to slip into the room Peter and Gamora shared and leave the spider under Peter's blanket. You hadn't been in that room since it became Peter and Gamora's, but you were able to suss out which bed was his easy enough. You had a feeling it was the one that was only half-assed made-up. Also, his jacket was laying on top of it.

You made your way out as quietly as you had entered and made your way downstairs, but not before grabbing a bath towel from the bathroom closet.

Once downstairs, you searched for Gamora, finding her washing up a dish she used for breakfast.

"Hey," you say, "Can I ask you a favor."

Gamora dried the dish, saying, "As a general rule I don't get involved in any mischief Peter gets up to." She knew Peter was wont to get into prank wars and after last night it honestly didn't surprise her that he might have chosen to start one against you out of boredom. Naturally, she just assumed you were coming to her to make him back off.

"Oh, no. It's nothing like that," you clarify, then quieter, "I was hoping I could ask if you would be willing to keep Rocket busy and downstairs for a bit?"

Gamora looked at you with a raised eyebrow. How unexpected. Why would you need that?

You realized this would go better if you told her the reason. "Here, I'll show you something," you say, inviting her to follow you out to the shed.

Once inside you revealed to her what you had been working on, but she only looked at you in confusion, probably because the bed frame hadn't been assembled yet. You had planned to wrap the pieces in the towel for transport and assemble the frame in the room, and you told Gamora as such.

"I made Rocket a bed frame. You know, since he keeps complaining about the crib," you say, not wanting to sound too much like you cared.

Gamora now added surprise to the confusion on her face, "But why do you need me to keep him busy?" If this was a peace offering, like she assumed it was, then why would you not just tell Rocket about it? She knew that he would surely be grateful to get out of that crib he was always complaining about.

"So I can get these pieces upstairs and put the frame together in his room," you say, stacking the pieces onto the towel.

Understanding came over Gamora's face. "Oh. You want to surprise him." She sounded a bit surprised, which was understandable considering how you and Rocket clearly didn't get along.

You paused, giving her an apprehensive look. "Not exactly."

She tilted her head slightly, an eyebrow raised.

"I'm just going to put it together... and uh... leave it."

Gamora stared you down for a bit before a slight smirk formed on her lips. "You do realize he'll likely ask where it came from, right?"

You make a face and return to rolling the bed pieces in the towel. "Not my problem. So will you keep him busy?" You finish and turn to look at her. "Please? It shouldn't take long, I just need maybe ten minutes, fifteen tops."

Gamora smiled and shook her head, beginning to wonder if Peter might actually be right that you were a bit shy. "Sure, I'll see what I can do," Gamora said with a smile.

Together you walk back towards the house, and you reach the door just in time to see it open as Rocket and Kraglin walked outside.

You freeze for just a second. This wasn't part of the plan, but maybe you could work with it. Outside was even better than just downstairs, right?

"What you got there?" Rocket asked suspiciously.

Kraglin also looked suspiciously at the bundle in your arms, although for a different reason, wondering if it could possibly be something used for a revenge prank.

You kept your face calm and collected, and simply said, "Nothing." with a shrug as you went to walk through the door, exchanging a brief look with Gamora, signaling that she should make sure he stayed outside until you could finish. She seemed to understand.

Rocket and Kraglin also shared a look, and next thing you knew Kraglin was following after and offering to help you carry the bundle and Gamora was making up something she wanted to discuss with Rocket to keep him outside.

"I don't need any help," you say nonchalantly as Kraglin shut the door behind the two of you.

"I bet. Wouldn't want me ruining any revenge pranks... would ya?" he smirked.

You look at him unamused. "This isn't anything like that. Go mind your own business." You start to turn to leave the kitchen and Kraglin takes the opportunity with your arms being occupied to wiggle a finger in your ribs.

You jerk, nearly drop your bundle, and glare at him, hissing, "Don't you dare!"

Kraglin chuckled and folded his arms. "Then why don't you show me what ya got wrapped up in that-there bundle?"

You roll your eyes. "You're such a child." you scold, before nodding toward the door and telling him to follow you if he wants to know so bad. You could have opened the bundle on the table, but you needed to be quick. You couldn't dilly-dally with showing him there and now.

You led your unwanted sidekick up the stairs and to the room Rocket slept in and knelt to lay the bundle on the floor to unwrap it. You turn back to him and say, "It's a bed frame- and we didn't have this conversation."

"Ya made the rat a bed?" Kraglin said, with just as much surprise as Gamora had when she was told. He ignored the oddity of you instructing him to forget the conversation, for now. "Thought ya two hated each other?"

You break his gaze. "I got bored. Don't read too much into it," you say, starting to fit the frame pieces to the headboard. "I just have to put the pieces together real quick, and now that you seen what it is, you can leave me alone to get it done, 'kay? Good." You were grateful you had done a test fit and all the screw-holes were now pre-drilled as you quickly spun them into place with the screwdriver you pulled from your pocket.

Kraglin didn't leave. He just stared at you putting the pieces together for a bit. Those bed pieces didn't look like they were thrown together last minute in a fit of boredom- it all actually looked decently made. He had a feeling that this must have been what you'd been running off to do in that shed over the past few days. "Ya know, I'm startin' to think ya don't actually dislike us as much as you let on."

You paused to give him a look briefly before turning back to work. "That would be reading too much into it," you say, attaching the frame to the footboard.

A chuckle could be heard in Kraglin's voice as he said, "Whatever ya say, ma'am."

You ignore him, turning the last twist on the final screw and placing the bed slats to hold the mattress. You stood with the intent to transfer the crib mattress over when you paused to look around. There was the double bed, where you assumed Drax slept, and the crib, where you knew Rocket slept. Where did Groot sleep if there was only two beds?

You turn to Kraglin, who for some reason still hadn't left you be yet, and asked him. "There was only two beds in here, where does the little one sleep?"

Kraglin shrugged. "I dunno. I think he just curls up with one of the others 'cause he's so little.

You nod thoughtfully. Your intent had been to transfer the mattress and put the crib back away in the attic to get it out of the way, but now you reconsidered. Might as well give the kid the option to his own bed... but that would require another mattress...

"I'll be back." You tell Kraglin, briskly walking past him towards your own room. If you remembered correctly, there was a spare in the attic. An old one that never got thrown out due to mostly laziness and forgetfulness. You retrieved it, knowing exactly which corner you'd find it in, and while you were there, decided to grab a small folded blanket and a sheet for good measure.

You rolled all this tightly together for the trip down the stairs and returned to a confused Kraglin. You threw everything on the frame, the mattress expanding back to life once you released it. You quickly fitted the sheet and shook the blanket open, floating it over the bed. You then retrieved the towel and your screwdriver from the floor, looked to Kraglin and said. "Done." and began to walk towards the door, shooing Kraglin on your way out. You hadn't thought to look for another pillow while you were in the attic, but the raccoon could survive without one for now. After all, there hadn't been one in the crib so he wouldn't be missing much. Not that you super cared or anything.

Kraglin kept looking at you strangely. "So, ya gonna go tell him now?" he asked, walking backwards for a bit while you made your way towards the end of the hall.

"Nope," you say, ditching the towel in the bathroom and then heading for the stairs. You were going to go find Gamora so she'd know she no longer needed to keep Rocket distracted.

"Is it a surprise?" he asked.

"Nope."

Kraglin followed you down the stairs. "Then why aren't ya-"

You stop on the stairs and look at him sharply. "You ask too many questions. Don't make it a bigger deal than it is, 'kay?"

Kraglin frowned, but stopped bothering you as you made your way downstairs. You ditched him in the hall and made your way to the back door. You open it just long enough to catch Gamora's eye and signal to her that her services were no longer needed. You close the door back up and turn around, jumping out of your skin to find that you had indeed, not ditched Kraglin in the hall.

"The hell, man!"

Kraglin laughed, apparently delighted with startling you, and excused himself around you to head outside.

You frown at his retreating form and decided it'd be better to not hover around the door yourself, thinking you might give the house a good dusting to occupy yourself.

***

After cleaning the house and a quick lunch you decided your garden could use a good tending, so you grabbed your earbuds and made your way to the back door.

You weren't exactly sure what made you look up, probably Yondu's warning about that the guys might boobytrap your doorways with water buckets, but when you looked up you spotted the biggest spider resting right above the doorframe and you froze.

You weren't scared or anything... spiders, at least giant ass ones like the one above the door, just tended to freak you out a little... Ok, maybe more than a little. The irony wasn't lost on you either that you had just hidden a rubber spider in Peter's bed that morning.

Yondu, who you hadn't spotted at the table when you walked in as you were preoccupied with finding a song title, saw you freeze and tilted his head. He then saw you take a hesitant step back from the door and decided to ask, "Whatcha doing?"

You startled at the unexpected voice and turned to him. Slightly blushing you said, "Um, nothing. Just-uh, thought I'd go tend the garden." You considered going to use the front door instead but worried it might look a bit odd.

Yondu took a sip from his water and set his glass down. "Ya know, pretty sure you'll get outside quicker if ya walk towards the door. Not sure how far you'll get backin' away from it."

You blushed a bit harder. "Yeah- uh right." Your eyes flitted back to the spider and you visibly jumped a step back as it scurried quickly about 20cm up the wall.

"What was that?" Yondu asked, "What ya look so nervous for?" He started to stand from the table. Was there something outside? Was there someone outside? If so, why not say it?

You could feel the blush creep down your neck and you let out a nervous chuckle. "Um- it's nothing. Really." You couldn't help but glance back at the spider, and regretted it.

Yondu followed your gaze as he walked over and chuckled, relieved it was only a creepy crawly and not that they had all been discovered. He wasn't in the mood to fight a bunch of assholes today. He was, however, always in the mood to tease. "Ya scared of that little thing?"

"No! I- uh.. just wasn't expecting... it."

Putting his hands on his hips, Yondu grinned and shook his head. "My mistake then. Wouldn't wanna keep you from your garden." He clapped you on the back and looked at you expectantly, a hint of humor in his eyes as he nodded towards the door.

"Yeah..." you say, however you hesitated, looking up at the spider.

After a moment Yondu speaks up, laughter in his voice. "Can't do it, can ya?"

You give him a sharp look. "I can!"

"Alright then. Enjoy the fresh air. It's behind that door in case ya forgot." The mirth in his eyes told you he was enjoying this.

You look back up to the spider. You could do this. You start to take a step closer to the door when suddenly Yondu cries out, "Watch out! I think it jumped!" while mimicking a running spider with his hand over the top of your head, making you jump right out of your skin and smack at his hand (which you totally knew wasn't the spider...) with a shrill squeak.

Yondu starts laughing at your reaction and you cover your face in embarrassment. When his laughter dies down you give him a mournful look.

"Jackass." you mutter, arms crossed over your chest and face red from embarrassment.

Yondu rolls his eyes, mirth still present on his face, and he whistles.

It happened so quick you weren't sure you had really seen it.

A whistle. A flash of red. The sound of something cracking into the plaster. Another whistle. He caught an object in his hand; the arrow you'd see strapped to his leg all the time for no discernible reason. He wiped the tip against the rubbish bin before placing it back in its holster.

You blinked. "What the hell was that?" Did he just- move that arrow... with his mind?? Or was it with that metal mohawk thing? It had streaks of red light glowing through it for a moment there.

Yondu just grinned. "Took care of yer little problem so ya could stop yer scared fidgeting and get out the door," he said with a laugh, not really answering your question.

You blushed again but before you could protest he looked to where the spider had been and winced. "Hmm. Might have overestimated the toughness of yer wall there though..."

You follow his gaze to see that his arrow had left a small crack and a chip in the old plaster where he had killed the spider. You turn back to him. "I think that could be forgiven, if you can agree there's no reason to mention it again..."

Mirth crinkled his eyes as he got the hint. You didn't want to advertise that you were scared of the 'creepy crawly.' Was almost cute if he was honest. Reminded him of Peter when the boy was younger. "I'll take that as a 'thank you,'" he said with a cheeky wink as he walked out of the kitchen and left you to your business.

You mumbled out a, "Hmm... yeah," and rubbed the back of your head as you made your way out the door.

***

Later that day Peter came to you and asked if you wanted to join the others to watch another movie. He had found another movie from when he was a kid, The Princess Bride, and he was excited to watch it.

You curbed your suspicion that he might be setting up for a prank and agreed to watch the movie, having nothing else to do.

You walked into the sitting room while Peter walked off to find the others and found Mantis already in there waiting, sitting on the floor in front of the sofa with Groot. Gamora and Yondu were also waiting, but they hadn't sat down yet, instead they were standing by the TV looking at the DVD case and discussing how they hadn't expected Peter to be into this type of movie, clearly assuming it was a fairytale love story rather than the comedy that it also was. Looking about and seeing that Kraglin and Peter didn't seem to be coming back yet, you thought this might be a decent time to break out that whoopee cushion.

You pull it out of your pocket and with a quick breath blew it up, garnering the attention of Gamora and Yondu, who gave you funny looks. You quickly stuff the whoopee cushion under the sofa cushion furthest left and take a seat next to Mantis on the floor, furthest to the right. You look up to them nonchalantly, your expression saying, 'What? I didn't see anything. Didn't do anything either.'

A faint smirk played over Yondu's lips but neither of them said anything. Gamora, because she wasn't going to involve herself, and Yondu, because he ain't a narc. Mantis and Groot, however, gave you confused looks, but you just put your fingers to you lips in a 'shush' gesture and Mantis's eyes lit up, correctly assuming you were playing a practical joke, and she loved practical jokes.

Soon after the rest filed in. You were asked by Peter why you were on the floor when there was room on the couch, and you flippantly answered, "Didn't feel like being pestered like last time," giving him a pointed look.

He almost looked guilty but then just waved you off and sat next to Gamora. More room on the couch then. No skin off his nose.

Like last time, Yondu and Drax took the armchairs, and Rocket settled in on the other side of Mantis. Kraglin was the last to sit and you bit your tongue to keep a straight face and look uninterested as you side-eyed to watch him sit.

It went off just as you expected. A loud fart noise as he sat on the far end of the couch, earning loud laughter from Drax, Rocket, and Peter. Mantis and Groot giggled adorably while Yondu snickered and Gamora only reacted in mild surprise, likely having not realized what the object you placed below the cushion would do.

Kraglin tried to deny it, but Peter only laughed harder and said, "Yeah right! The hole you just ripped in the couch says otherwise!"

Drax then spoke through his laughter that you weren't going to be happy that Kraglin damaged the couch, only for Peter to tell him that it was just an expression.

You start to shake your head at Kraglin, give him an unimpressed look to sell your innocence, when you were startled by the blue tint to his face.

"Uh..." you say, moving to a kneeling position, "Are you alright?"

"Hah. Very funny." Kraglin said, looking annoyed and standing and pulling the whoopee cushion from beneath the sofa cushion. "Ya really think I don't know what these are? Pete had like a million of these."

"No, really. You're starting to turn blue, are you having any trouble breathing or anything?" you ask. He was acting fine, but you knew turning blue couldn't be good.

Peter, seeing you were genuinely concerned, decided to fill you in. "Oh, don't worry about him. He's just embarrassed he still fell for that." He laughed and punched a grumpy looking Kraglin in the arm.

You raised an eyebrow.

Peter clarified, "His blood is blue, not red like ours. He's fine."

"Alright then..." you say, hesitantly sitting back down. You hear Kraglin state he's keeping the whoopee cushion and you roll your eyes at him as Peter finally started the movie.

You hadn't seen this one in a long time, and you honestly barely remembered anything aside from a few funny quotes and the fact that you knew you had enjoyed it. The last thing you expected was for the movie to make you feel things.

You were doing pretty good until the man in black and Princess Buttercup began to talk about her lost love, and you kept it together until the line, "Death cannot stop true love, it can only delay it awhile."

Then you got up to leave the room.

"Want us to pause it for you?" asked Peter.

"Nope," came your answer.

No one thought anything of it, until they heard you go upstairs and you didn't return.

After about 15 minutes Yondu got the sense you weren't coming back, and he briefly wondered why before his sleepy eyes closed, falling asleep during this movie as well.

He had been waiting up the past few nights to try and catch you sneaking out at night, but each night he never heard or saw you leave, because you didn't. Needless to say this made him a little sleepy, but at least with no crew to manage or ship to run he was free to take naps, even if Peter did tease him that he was getting old for falling asleep through the movie.

Rocket, however, was cursing himself. And you. He had just been about to slip out when you beat him to it. He wasn't enjoying the movie that much, and he had realized that this might be the first chance in three days to sneak up to the attic when everyone was occupied, and you just had to go and ruin it by flaking out on the movie partway through. Rude.

They finished the movie without you and you mostly stayed in your room the rest of the night aside for a bit when you came down to grab something quick for a late supper.

You were in the kitchen having just finished the sandwich you had made when Peter came in for a snack.

"Hey," he greeted.

"Hey," you say back, pulling down a small glass for some juice.

"Saw you didn't come back to the movie earlier."

"Yeah?" You didn't meet his gaze as he opened a packet of that space food and sat down. "Seen it."

Peter nearly chuckled, "Well, yeah. I'd think so, it was yours."

You shrug. "Just didn't feel like finishing it."

"Hmmm..." came Peter's response. His tone annoyed you, like he was about to suggest there was an ulterior reason for you skipping out on the movie without a word. Just because he would have been right didn't mean you liked it.

You walk to the fridge to pour some juice and have the thought that you might spruce it up with a splash of vodka, which you kept in the freezer. You pull the bottle and gesture it to Peter, asking if he'd like some. He shook his head and you just poured some into your own glass and went to return the bottle to the freezer. When you did you spotted a small forgotten bag of ice you must have purchased awhile back. It was open, and you got an idea. Sneaking one of the chunks you hid it in your hand and closed the freezer.

You leaned against the counter and sipped your, now alcoholic, juice.

"Nice one with the whoopee cushion today. Good to see you have a sense of humor." Peter smiled.

You shrug. You kept the hand with the ice folded across your body and tucked under the elbow of the arm holding your juice, trying to keep it natural looking.

"If you want, maybe you and I could call a truce, and combine our efforts against Kraglin."

You smirk behind your glass. Either this was a trap, or he wasn't very loyal to his friend. You placed your bets on the former. "I think you're just afraid I might accidentally punch you in the face again if you keep it up."

Peter rubbed the back of his head and laughed, "Well, there may be that... but I do think if we combined our efforts..."

He didn't get to finish that sentence. You had downed the last bit of your juice and started to walk his way while he talked. As you passed behind him you quickly dropped the chunk of ice down the back of his shirt and then even more quickly scurried away as he seized up and gasped from the cold.

You snickered as you heard him squeak, "Ah! Cold! Cold!" on your way out and only spared a glance back at the door to see him abandon contorting his arms behind him to try and grab the offending ice in favor of resorting to hopping out of the chair and doing a funny little dance to shake the ice out.

Once he was free of the ice he caught your gaze and an evil grin passed over his lips as he bend down to grab the ice from the floor.

Your eyes widened and you fled up the stairs, hearing him call out, "Get back here!"

You made it to your room just in time to shut the door and flick the lock before he could have his revenge. You could hear laughter in his voice as he said, "And to think I offered a truce!"

"You didn't mean it!" you called back through the door.

Peter laughed and said, "Well I definitely don't mean it now!" You were right. He hadn't meant it. He was going to try and convince you to pull a prank on Kraglin that they would then turn back on you, but clearly you weren't going to fall for that. He heard you laugh at his statement and shook his head before walking back down the stairs.

At least he had made you laugh.

***

After an hour you decided it was probably safe to leave your room to shower for bed. Also, Mantis was knocking at the door and you had to let her in anyway.

You had just finished your shower and were heading back to your room when a high shriek could be heard from Peter and Gamora's room. The others peeked out from their respective bedrooms to see what the commotion was. Rocket came up the stairs saying, "Thought I heard Quill screaming like a girl, what happened?"

On cue the door to Peter and Gamora's room opened and out came Peter holding the rubber spider by one leg.

The two of you lock eyes across the landing. Your eyes widen slightly and you flatten your lips.

"Any idea how this ended up in my bed?" he asked, looking pointedly at you and waving the toy back and forth.

Shaking your head, you say, "Nope. No idea."

Peter narrowed his eyes but smirked. "Oh really?"

You began walking toward the safety of your room. "Not a clue. Total mystery. Night."

You could hear snickers behind you as open the door, and hear Peter shout after you, "I'm keeping this!" as you shut your bedroom door behind you.

***

Rocket had a surprise waiting for him when he decided to go to bed that night, having walked into the bedroom with little Groot asleep on his shoulder.

He looked at the new bed in confusion. He wanted to ask Drax where it came from, but the big guy was already asleep, and he knew better than to wake him if he didn't want accidentally punched in Drax's startled waking.

He hopped up to the crib and laid Groot down to sleep before inspecting the new bed, sniffing it and checking under the sheets. He didn't really know what he was looking for, but looking couldn't hurt.

Eventually, when he could find nothing wrong with it, he decided to settle in. Better than sleeping in a crib. He could ask where it came from in the morning.

***

The house was dark and quiet, and Yondu was considering giving up on trying to catch you sneaking out again, at least for tonight. After all, you hadn't in several days, what's the chance you would tonight? Might as well sleep.

Then he heard it. The tiniest creak of a door. Then barely audible steps down the stairs.

He stood from his bed as quietly as he could, and made his way over to the door he had left cracked in hopes of being better able to hear when you'd leave.

He peered out, but only just saw the top of your head dip below the floor as you descended.

He waited a moment, wanting to give a little space so as to not risk you hearing him follow. Opening the bedroom door slowly, he made his way out into the hall and to the stairs. He could see in the dark better than a Terran, but still moved carefully as he quietly made his way down the steps.

He stopped less than halfway down, having barely caught sight of you sitting on the hall bench to pull your boots on, and there he waited, out of sight in the dark, until you stood and grabbed a jacket.

He made his way quickly and quietly down the rest of the stairs and just caught you as you were opening the back door.

He stood in the kitchen doorway, arms crossed over his chest with a triumphant grin at having finally caught you before you could leave. He tilted his chin up and asked;

"So where ya sneaking off to?"

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beetleboo · 4 years ago

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long post. one i’ve been trying to make for a while now. hell, i wrote this like... third week of may. didn’t post it until now because i didn’t know if I wanted to.

but something i want to lay out, been wanting to lay out for months. dont want to talk to anyone about it, just want to put the info out there for it to be seen.

if you re/blog this i will block you. i may put this on the relevant sideblog at some point.

because 2020 was the worst year on record for me for a number of reasons, and it’s torn me down to the lowest point i’ve been in a long time, and this is just. everything that’s gone down. not a callout post, no one gets named, but these are all the events

partially in relation to my fandom sideblog, because that’s where i had community, and where it’s all just. gone. doesnt exist anymore.

i started up a server, ages ago now. somewhere i curated to be a positive and safe space for things, and for a while, it was that.

around the end of 2019, spilling over to the start of 2020 when it picked up, i found, both on my blog and in discord spaces, in particular the server i ran, that people no longer talked to me. no one would hold a conversation with me past a few basic responses, no one replied to anything i shared, no one engaged when i tried to start discussions. so i pulled back from the main server - S1. thought it was just a lull in activity. stayed that way for weeks, months, and I just muted the server. no one ever cared about anything i had to say. was lucky if anything i posted got even a token emoji react

was in another, smaller server - S2. people i talked to damn near every day, even in voice. played games together - that became... no fun simply because everyone else was so much better/further ahead in the game. i was completely useless, so didn’t server a function in game and never really felt like anyone actively wanted me around, but i still participated in chat.

but again, no one ever responded to anything I posted beyond maybe a token react

couple people discussing something one day. I contributed with Theory A, and quite immediately got that shut down. few minutes later, they rephrased exactly what I said and happily nattered away. so whatever I said wasn’t worth it when it came out of my mouth but if they talked about it, it was all well and valid. so again, between that specific experience and no one interacting with me, nor anything I post. server muted. treatment taught me no one cared about my presence there.

gave admin rights to S1, my server, to someone I trusted. two requests only: dont delete channels and let me know if you want to invite anyone (since I kept it private)

RYE (i’m just assigning random three letter names to people to keep this straight) posted public invites several times. never asked me. one of the two things i asked. brought it up with them that it bothered me, just got vague noncomittal responses. more public invites. eventually, after having the server muted for months, i handed over full control and left. that was almost a full year ago. none of the people have talked to me in that entire year, through discord or here or anything.

except RYE who sent me a message after a couple months like ‘wow i havent heard from you in a while hope you’re doing ok’. i wasn’t. after a bit but still the same day, i said as much. that i wasn’t doing well. they never responded. and i don’t mean like, they didn’t respond that day. i mean i literally never heard from them until months later when they sent me a meme and also didn’t respond to me commenting on that meme.

and this is one side of things. all of the above was the first half of the year. this next bit happened about. march2020? I was in another server - S3. another place that was a good space at the time. was in voice chat with two other people. started talking about one thing. MIN very suddenly said something along the lines of ‘i don’t care about this i’ll come back when you’re done’

this is one of the very few things that can trigger me - i’ve had a lot of people talk down to me if I dare look excited about anything. when they came back, i asked if they could try to just. depart conversations more softly. MIN always said ‘if i do anything hurtful to you just tell me! i dont want to do that kind of thing!’

this was clearly a lie as they exploded on me, telling me they always have to walk on eggshells around me, that I ask so many things from them. before what I asked them that day, I can only recall one other thing i asked (which was not to talk about a person who was abusive towards me, and they were like ‘yea sure np’ about that, over a year prior’)

the whole thing turned into basically me having to shut down the fact that i was hurt by what they did, had to ignore that now and i had to fawn and placate them and the only thing i got out of that was that my feelings were irrelevant, only theirs.

(incidentally, I have had two other people turn on me in similar ways, accusing me of doing shifty/bad/terrible things, and not being willing to tell me what they are when I ask, only saying that ‘i should know what i did’ so that’s also now a Fun New Bit Of Trauma.)

and that entire weeklong event lead me straight to a breakdown. literal genuine breakdown i cannot convey how devastating that entire scenario was without going into far too many details.

so between all of these things happening in less than six months, with three different community spaces folding and collapsing and fading away from me, with many of the friends i thought i had just. moving on to other things and dropping me. people i talked to every day just not bothering with me anymore. they all have gone on to other stuff and no one ever went ‘hey beets wanna see what i’m up to’ or ‘wanna do this thing with me’

a handful of instances of me saying ‘yeah i’m dealing with these fears that have been reinforced lately that people aren’t safe to deal with, even thought part of me knows they’re probably irrational it feels like i have evidence to back it up’ and people immediately take it personally like i’m saying they’re not safe. despite. me outright saying. i know logically it should be irrational. but their reactions just reinforce it so it’s just a loop and tells me, again, never to bring up any of my problems with anyone.

so this all just reinforces that there’s something wrong with me. couple years back i spoke to a friend and how i was frustrated that I seemed to end up in bad spaces and they said ‘well you’re the one thing in common so its probably your fault’ and obviously they’re not my friend anymore but that has affected me so deeply. i can’t do anything without overthinking, whenever anything goes wrong i tear apart everything i’ve done and everything i’ve said or thought and i don’t know why things keep going bad. i try so hard but i’m just. not right.

so it all teaches me that there’s no point in reaching out in trying to talk to people because if i say ‘hey this hurt me’ i get ignored at best or torn down, yelled at, scolded. no point in trying to talk to new people because everyone just walks away at some point. not even a natural drift apart, i can handle that. but just very suddenly, they’re gone, off with better people doing better things.

roundabout, ties back to ‘consumption versus community’ - this is why i’ve been struggling so hard with lack of engagement on my sideblog. lucky to get a dozen notes on anything i make, unless it’s something other people can use (like mods) and even THEN it’s rare to see much activity. and that was FINE because i had people to talk to elsewhere, who would ask questions and we could back and forth and i shared my stuff and they shared those and it didnt matter if my posts only got a dozen notes because i had friends to talk to.

now i get (example) seven notes, six of which are likes and one is a reblog with no commentary. when i have something with a ton of notes, still, minimal commentary, no one talks to me. even on a mod with five hundred notes it just feels like i went ‘hey i made something :)’ and everyone picked it up and walked away with it, no one went ‘hey this is cool i want to talk to the person who made it.’

and it just feels like 95% of the time, i’m just overlooked.

and it’s worse than it’s ever been in my entire life, and I wonder, what’s the point of any of this anymore.

why bother to make the posts to share when it all just gets passed by. what’s the point in trying to reach out to new people and make friends when i get lashed out at or left behind? the social is gone out of my social media. i had community, and now it’s gone.

so this has all been going on for months and months and months and hey! suffering. and i dont expect it to get any better, don’t expect this post to fix these issues, but i’ve been trying to say something about all of this for fucking months and i think just, laying it all out is all I can do about it. i’m sure i’ve forgotten some things to touch on but as it is, all these events, all of it happening all together. new traumas, old traumas reawoken, reinforced, i’ve been torn to pieces i don’t know how to function, i can’t remember the last time i felt like even half a real person. taught that the safe, positive spaces that meant so much to me don’t actually exist and they’ll all turn on me and be torn away. nowhere is safe anymore, and trying to make it safe is just going to ruin me again.

people aren’t safe, places aren’t safe, been proven to me time and time again so i just. stay away.

no matter how much i try to fight that, it just doesnt work.

anyway tl;dr beets needs therapy probably

#beetleposts #miserytag

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arcane-sync · 3 years ago

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❤️ + 🖤?

Thank you so much for asking! I'm sorry I took so long to respond.

❤️ - When did you realize you were a system?

So I learned about DID about...2015 when my sibling was diagnosed with it. I researched it a whole lot to help them, but found it resonating with me a lot. It caused me to suddenly remember that when I was younger, I had "arguments" with myself. Each viewpoint of myself had a different name, and I had something like a journal on my computer where I left notes for myself and debated with myself. I would also spend the walk to school debating which version of myself I needed to be that day, and how easily I could recall the day was dependent on which me went. When I was little, it just made sense to me. I never questioned it.

While that wasn't enough to convince me I had the disorder, I decided that if my sibling's trauma was bad enough to cause DID, then maybe I should study trauma. At that point, I had been seeking counseling for about 5 years with little success. Focusing on trauma made a big difference. I didn't even know until then I was traumatized as a child. It was just... part of growing up.

It was about 2017 that I started seriously considering if I had the disorder and sought a proper trauma counselor. It took me about a year to find one, and in that time, I started realizing how much of my life I didn't remember. I also started finding notes in my journals written with radically different handwriting.

I found one in 2018, and he agreed I might have it. But he didn't want to put the cart before the horse, and we focused on me first. I didn't have a window of diagnosibility until 2019, where he confirmed the diagnosis.

so it was... a bit of a journey.

🖤 - How many alters do you have? Can you tell me about them?

I have over 20, according to other parts. I really only personally know... about 9? The more I wrote below, the more I had to keep increasing that number. I know more than I thought I did.

This is the first time I've really named my parts on this blog, so please be kind.

There's me. I prefer to go by Skye, and I am primarily the one who's around. I identify with the body's age of about 30, but I don't identify with how I look. As far as I know, no one here does.

In terms of people your are likely to see here or on my sideblog, there is Rachel, Leon, and VV.

Rachel is outgoing, bubbly, and witty. Definitely an ANP. She handles a lot of social situations. Identifies roughly with the body's age. She was one of the ones who went to school for me when I was little.

VV is an EP primarily. Contains a lot of anger, a bit of a masochist, but has a deep love for dark stories. Holds most of my teenager traumatic memories.

Leon is an ANP that went by Logan until very recently. He went by Logan to make his presence more comfortable for me. I recently split a new alter that I thought was a fictional introject, and while I did in fact split a new one, that suspicion was planted by Leon to test how well I would handle learning about his true name. He is intensely logical and calm. Handles high analytical situations. Also surprisingly snarky.

Elizabeth is a persecutor of sorts. She protects us by planting seeds of doubt concerning other people and hopeful situations. Her rationale is if I expect bad things to happen, then I won't be surprised when they do. She is slick and manipulative, occasionally sabotaging situations or relationships.

Chime is a young part, somewhere around 5-7, who... I think was an ANP when I was little. She very much acts like a typical little girl would, and I think she was that way to make mom happy.

Whisper was the new part who either split or I recently became aware of. I get the feeling she's younger and holds some childhood trauma or childlike feelings. She is my first part, as far as I know, who doesn't really present human. She's kind of a misty figure.

Before me was Cassandra, who I don't really know or remember. She was around a lot during undergrad.

There's Toni. She's younger, but I don't really have an age. She is very hard on herself but frequently daydreams about being more confident.

Again, thank you for asking. I really appreciate it.

#actuallydid #ask game

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x-lulu · 4 years ago

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hii y’all, so I wanted to say thank you to some people and wish them a lovely new year. we of course have to deal with time zones and different religions that have influence on when the new year starts, so i’m just gonna post it now.

I love you all, to some I talk every day, to some just a few asks so now and then and others presence I just enjoy on my dash, nonetheless I love all of you and I’m grateful you put up with my shit haha x

I also wanted to say a quick thank you to all the lovely anons, your asks make my day and I’m honoured that you take time to send me some :) so thank you and I hope y’all have a lovely 2021!! ofcourse I wish everyone a happy new year as well, all my followers, everyone on this site, no matter who you are have a wonderful 2021 and may you get all the love and happiness you deserve x

@rafej-cambanks

dani, my older and wiser sister! I love you, I haven’t been texting you as much as i used to sorry, i think we’re both quite busy. anyway this doesnt make me love you any less, i love you lots bby! you were one of the first people that welcomed me, supported me and cared about me, most important of all, you were the first that gave me the feeling i wasn’t completely worthless and that you did that means so much! you are such a talented person and your writing is incredible!! but the most amazing thing about you is how lovely of a person you are. you care so much and you’re there for everyone, you defend your friends and anyone who needs defending. you always know how to cheer me up with pics of your lovely princess, chels is just absolutely gorgeous!!! I think you’re a wonderful friend, someone who you can laugh and cry with, thank you, im grateful i’ve met you this year and i hope that there are a lot of conversations to come. have a lovely new year babe

@deionswannabegirl

bubba, bella, how gorgeous are you ma’am????? i dont think it’s fair for the rest of us!!! i dont know where to start, you honestly mean so much to me. which may suprise you because we havent talked that many times, but i loved every single conversation we’ve had. you really helped me become the person i am, you helped me feel comfortable with my sexuality and gave me the confidence to come out to my parents, ill forever be grateful. but apart from how much you helped me, i think you are such a lovely woman, who sadly had too many things thrown at her by life. Im so sorry you’re having these hard times and i wish i could take those away from you. you are one of the most beautiful persons i’ve ever met, inside and outside!! you’re funny, you’re caring, you’re intelligent, you’re talented, you’re loving, you’re amazing bella and im honoured to have my cuddle bear be named after you hahah. I love you bub and i know it can be hard to talk to people or ask for help or just a distraction, because sometimes we dont need help or dont know what to talk about, i just want to let you know that i will always be here and i promise you can talk about anything with me, you are so strong love and i believe you will get through this and that you are gonna make beautiful memories, i love you! may 2021 be a year to make wonderful memories and may you get the love you deserve and you deserve lots of it <3

@aquariusholland

kyr! hi! i love you and every time i see you on my dash i get a smile on my face. you really have your own sense of humour and randomness, both which i adore. your jokes make me laugh in public and people are like wtf she laughing about haha. i relate to a lot of things you post haha and while we might not talk that much, i feel close to you. you kind of feel like a sister to me haha. you’re also a queen and come up for yourself and your believes, but also in a respectful way and i just admire that about you. I hope you have a wonderful new year and that it exists of a lot more of your random asks ;)

ps. can i call you kyr bear? idk i was thinking about you and my mind went to kyr bear hahah

@https-luna

lunaaaa bby! we both thought the other didn’t like them haha, but gosh i love you 👉👈 we haven’t been talking for that long yet i think two weeks maybe? idk but you’re already really important to me! i wish i could do more for you than just listen and maybe give some advice, but sadly i cant hold you in my arms and protect you from the world. i will however always do my best and ill be here for you no matter what. you deserve the world my love and things will get better and im here along the way and so are lots of other people, you really are loved bubba!!! i also started watching hannah montanna since you mentioned you loved that show ;) and finally someone with the same love for the little mermaid hahah. I hope that in 2021 we can get even closer, but i think we’re going down the right path <3 i love you and wish you a wonderful new year with lots of love, healing and health, because you deserve it so much! you’re also so strong and i fully believe that you will get there x

@sortagaysortahigh

hey love, we don’t really talk but i wanted to add you to the list. i really admire you!! you stand up for what you believe in, you educate so many people and do what’s right in this world!! you love your friends and i believe you’d anything for them!! you’re also hella funny and seeing you in my dash can make my day. i just wanted to tell you that you’re a wonderful human being and you make the world a lot better!! i hope you keep being the amazing person you are and i wish you all the love and happiness in the world!! also you’re a badass haha, happy new year angel 🖤

@annab-nana

anna bby, you’re the sweetest person i’ve ever met!! i love interacting with you so much, you always bring a smile to my face and i believe you do that to a lot of people. you’re an incredible presence on tumblr and in the world, i believe you make everyone’s life a bit brighter and i hope i can do the same for you. on top of that you’re also hella talented, idk what god thought when he made you ;) I love that we have gotten closer in the past few weeks, i cant believe that i hadn’t made the connection between you and your sideblog hahah, but now i know you and im grateful for it!!! you’re a loving, caring and supporting lil bean and i love you! i feel like i can come with anything to you and you’ll be there for me and that is an amazing feeling, so here just a reminder that you can also come with anything to me <3 i hope 2021 is gonna be a good year for you, you deserve it!!

ps - you’re absolutely gorgeous

@mxltifandoms06

hi sweetheart!! when i think of christmas i think of you ;) (i wrote this when it was almost christmas not new year haha) you’re such a cozy and sweet human being!! you’re supportive, caring and loving!! you always make my days better and i’m so grateful to have met you!! also your dog is just the most adorable ever!! im so glad you decided to come in my ask box and start interacting, i love you babe, i hope all the love you give you’ll receive in 2021, you’re deserving of a lot of love <3

@killingbxys

my queen! hi! we don’t talk as much as I would want to, but gosh i just have a comfortabel vibe with you, i feel like i can come with anything to you and every time i see you on my dash, asks, dm anything it brings a smile on my face. i’ve said it before, but you’re that one friend who you can both laugh and cry with. i feel like you’re this amazing presence here on tumblr and everyone is grateful to have you x i love you babe and i hope we will get closer in the new year :) if you’re up for that as well ofcourse hahah, im not going to force you to be friends with me (well... maybe i am... but we’re not gonna talk about that...). I wish you the best and i hope 2021 will treat you wonderful x

@jellyfishbeansontoast

izzy hi!! babe i love you and all your randomness, every time i see you in my dash i get a smile on my face!! also your work is incredible!!! and i love seeing you simping haha!! your whole blog is basically a mood and i love it 🥰 thank you for being your lovely self!! i hope you’ll get the love and happiness you deserve and i also hope to get closer in 2021 hehe ;) you’re just this amazing person and im honoured to be moots! have a lovely new year x

@demxters

elle my love, if we’re gonna talk about lovey and talented people ofcourse we have to add you to the list. you’re one of my favourite writers of all time, your titles, your aesthetic, your concepts, your way with words, it’s all so perfect!!! you always amaze me and then we started talking and omg you’re such a sweet person and every time i get an ask or a message from you it puts a smile on my face. i’m grateful i met you this year and i wish you all the best, i believe in you, you’re so strong!! i know you go through some difficult stuff, but i will always be there for you, remember you are worthy and so loved!!! i love you, have a wonderful 2021.

@pink-meringues

pink gosh im gonna miss you so bad, but i’m also really proud of you for doing what’s best for you and i really hope it will have positive effect on your well being and your happiness!! you’re such a loving and welcoming person!! thank you for being who you are and making so many peoples lives better, we all care about you babe!! have a lovely 2021 <3

@sunsetholland

hey love, if i’m gonna be honest here, you were the person who gave me the confidence to start being myself on this site, you probably don’t remember but once you send me an ask and wished me a lovely week, which brought a smile to my face!! that was the moment that i decided to be myself, thank you for that!! apart from that you are so freaking talented, i say it all the time but your work is like reading poetry, how you come up with your sentences i have no clue, but it’s wonderful and i’m amazed every time!! you’re also a lovely human being and your posts on my dash always make me smile!! i hope you have a lovely 2021 babe, i love you <3

@skiesofthesketchy

sky my love, you’re such a loving and supporting human being. you really bring peace on my dash and give me a calm feeling!! I honestly still can’t believe that my tumblr crush knew who I was and wanted to talk to me haha. I’m obsessed with your work and there are so many people who admire you, which you totally deserve!!! It’s almost unbelievable how talented you are haha and your music taste is also on point!! and how cool is it that you can play the guitar and have a job to do with music, I love it and you’re so talented and well deserving of every good thing that comes on your path. have a lovely new year x

@cognacdelights

hi bub, you’re one of my role models 🙈 you’re a classy badass who I admire so much, you’re one of the most talented persons I’ve ever met! you’re also so lovely and sweet!!! and you’re a really fascinating and interesting woman as well!! I wish you all the best my love, remember to take some time for yourself and try to ignore those toxic people, you’re more than enough and deserve to feel happy and loved

@mind-with-a-melody

tess, i know you haven’t had the best time lately and i wish 2021 could be a whole new start for you, sadly mental health doesn’t work that way. however i really hope it will be better for you and you’ll learn to have hope and maybe love yourself, because you are so worth it. you are beautiful on the inside and on the outside. you send love to people and make others peoples days better and that is the most wonderful trait someone can have, i believe in you, you are strong and even tho it may not feel like that but it will get better and i’m always here!! you’ll get help along the way, from me but also from so many other people who love you!! i hope 2021 will treat you better, you deserve all the love and the happiness ma’am, happy new year!!

@all-alone-he-turns-to-stone

hi audrey, we haven’t talked that much yet, but you’re the first blog i followed on here. you’re so talented and seeing you on my dash always brings a smile to my face. so i decided to send you an ask and then i found out that you’re a lovely human as well!! i wish you the best for 2021, you deserve all the happiness and love in the world!!

@nxsmss

well lara, where do I start, last but definitely not least. I just had to put you last because I knew your message would be one of the longest haha. it feels so weird for someone to accept me completely as who i am, but you do exactly that! okay now im starting to cry again, but you mean so much to me. you’re the best that happened to me in a long long time and you’re honestly the person who helps me the most, gives me the best feelings, it’s incredible how much talking to you can cheer me up and when i think about you i start to smile (and sometimes cry hahah, jeez i come over like a cry bby, i promise im not hahaha). you’re one of the most loving and caring persons i’ve ever met. you were so welcoming since the first time we met and i feel like we kinda immediatelly hit it off. we didnt have that ‘how are you and where do you live’ kind of conversations, while there is nothing wrong with small talk, i feel like we pretty much immediatly started being our weird selves around each other and i love it. we have like three dates every week haha and those are honestly what gets me through the week. and we basically interact almost every hour, no matter if it’s trough text, snap, tumblr or tiktok hahah. ive never felt more myself, more loved or more capable than with you. on top of that you are hella talented, wise, intelligent, gorgeous, pretty much perfect ;) i absolutely love everything about you, from the clumsy stuff you do to the sweet good morning and good night messages, from the random snaps to the deep conversations, from the weird asks to just basically acting like we’re a couple hehe. i just love everything and i cant imagine my life without you, im never letting you go babe.

@dmonchld @jiaraendgame @vintageobx @rafeyybabyy @camillemonty, @amorejjaygron

we may not interact that much but every time I see you on my dash or asks or something it brings a smile to my face!!

also @dmonchld you are my icon 🙈 and i admire you so much, im just a scared lil bean which stops me from interacting with you hahah, but you’re so strong and brave. i think you are a wonderful friend and just an incredible person in general

@jiaraendgame your music taste is just on point!! and im so grateful for you, when ive posted about tough subjects you comment and even when we didnt know each other you supported me and comforted me, thank you, i think you are this amazing person and i love every interaction with you

@vintageobx and @rafeyybabyy you guys were some of the first people I started talking to and you’ve always been supportive thank you for that!! you’re both really kind and i hope 2021 will treat you with nothing but love

@camillemonty and @amorejjaygron you both make me feel welcome on this site and I’m really grateful for that!

i wish you all a wonderful new year and may it be filled with love, laughter and making wonderful memories

i love you

btw i started writing this like a month ago, because i never work on the stuff that i need to work on and knew i wouldn’t be able to finish it if i didn’t start already haha, so yeah, with some people the relationships might have changed a bit, like we’ve already become closer, but i think it’s all pretty up to date, but if it isn’t then you know that that’s why <3 and there are probably a lot of errors because it’s barely proofread and i’m a horrible at typing so that’s that 🙈

#happy new year #i love you guys #mutuals #me ranting about how i love oyu #im a simp for all of you #im terrible with words but everything i said was with the best intention and i hope i could bring the message about how wonderful you are #and how much i care about you #i wish y'all the best and i'm looking forward to more conversations and getting even closer <3

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holyguardian · 3 years ago

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sends in reiivusu's url, they're such a nerrrrrdddd-- ôwô

MEME → Send me a url and I'll answer the following;;

Opinion on;

Character in general: [adjusts glasses] Whomst? I mean... I blinked and I think I missed him, was he the one dancing around in FFVII Remake??? I don't think he got a lot of screen time so I'm not certain why people would want to roleplay someone like that because clearly he's gotten all the development he needs and his character and motivations make complete sense and aren't easily confused because the story doesn't force the player to pick up every piece of information.

How they play them: Skit picked up this beast back in 2016 when he was still in his mullet phase and I think she deserves an award for picking him up at his most questionable time. For real though, I have enjoyed every scrap that she has shared with me about Ravus and the deep-dives of what makes him who he is. She worded it perfectly for me, actually, 'Aerith has a fierce and pretty husband'.

The writer: FERAL. Moving on.

Do I:

RP with them: Um. [quietly nudges my years of roleplaying with Skit across multiple platforms that were Tumblr, Skype, Kik, Line and Discord under a fucking rug]. What?

Want to RP with them: YES. Sobs into my hands nodding. So fucking bad, like you wouldn't believe. This girl has my IRL for real mobile number and everything, she could send me a text message telling me we're roleplaying this way now and I'd 'oh damn looks like we're roleplaying this way now'.

What is my;

Overall Opinion: Cut to me ugly crying and snotting everywhere with my arms opened to Skit for a hug. But Skit is on the ceiling fan like a goblin demanding that the ride is cranked to max. I wouldn't know where to GOD DAMNED START. Alright, I first stepped onto Tumblr testing out Cloud Strife specifically for Crisis Core because I had an interest in those characters. Though I only chose him because I thought he was the popular choice and clearly you choose characters that way. I made connections and decided I wasn't entirely happy and created a Genesis Rhapsodos sideblog because HE was the character I really wanted to roleplay. Then some serious butterfly effect shit led to this 5+ year friendship because a mutual of ours suggested let's all get on Skype together. Through that Skit and I discovered we lived in the same country, in the same state, yet lived so far apart we never would have met in any other way. I'm AWKWARD meeting new people and this was highly stressful for me until Skit was introduced and ever since we have stuck like glue and talked to one another every. single. day. So. Skit is the reason @firxga exists on his own blog. Skit is the reason I trialed Aerith sometime back in 2016, kept her between just us, and wrote an amazing journey between her and Ravus that spanned over Line for so long that my finger breaks a bit trying to read back through the sheer amount of content on my phone, then shifted over to Discord where honestly it isn't much better because the search results don't go all the way back anymore. Then it was all Skit who convinced me to move my girl from our private roleplays onto this blog here. Now look. All of you get this gremlin because of her and if I hadn't made that shitty sideblog way back when and been brave enough to take someone up on their offer to meet an Angeal writer on Skype NONE OF THIS WOULD HAVE HAPPENED. I would have been long gone from this website. That's strictly talking about writing too, Skit is hands down my best friend in the world and I don't know what I'd do without her. I have traveled overseas and lost contact for long periods and it genuinely stressed me out not being able to reach her because not having access to talking with my bestie feels unnatural. So uh. Skit's alright I guess. <3

#reiivusu #answered #<3 #... <3 <3 <3

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starsmuserainbow · 4 years ago

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Hmm, okay uh, I have no idea what I’m doing here but I feel like everyone needs positivity and so here’s a post where I’ll try to give just that.

First off, happy holidays and a good end of the year to everyone who reads this, I am glad that you’re here watching my blog and perhaps even interacting with me! Thank you for everything, whether that is a simple follow or an occasional (perhaps anon) ask, or actual interactions!

Next, I want to say that everyone that I’m seeing on my dash is absolutely amazing and I admire so many of you and am happy whenever I see you around! I am most likely very happy to have you around, especially if we’re mutuals and interacting with one another. I would probably love to talk with each of you more, but I’m just really bad at smalltalk or anything like that so with most people, I simply default to only messaging them (= you) when there’s something as a reason to do so. Sorry for that!

This goes out to everyone reading this: You’re awesome, I’m honored to have you here and interested in my blog, and I hope that your days or weeks or months will be great because you surely deserve it!

And then, I’ll now follow with a kind-of list mentioning a few people that I want to say more to. Which might sound repetitive because I suck at words in these regards, but yeah. Under a cut for length.

If you see this post and weren’t tagged, please don’t be sad or think I don’t value you being around! I can’t tag everyone, and I don’t have the best mind for things like coming up with someone that I forgot in the moments of writing this.

To not start off with the same names all the time, I wrote down the URLs I wanted to include and randomized the order. So don’t think anything by if you’re first or 5th or last on this list! And once more, I’m bad at words, so I’m sorry if this isn’t sounding too great or like it’s similar for each one.

I told myself to not include anyone that isn’t active-ish at the moment, but I made some exceptions to that because I felt that said person needed to be on my list.

@rogueprinceconsort ~ (I read the post you did recently more or less saying you’re leaving, but I wrote this before that post and it would have felt wrong to erase it from here only because of you leaving!) I enjoy our interactions a lot! They feel like they actually develop a story, which I can’t say for ALL my interactions but definitely for each one that we have going! Which is really cool! You’re one of the only few people where I have the chance to play around with different verses too (well, or at least one different verse, since our other two ongoing interactions are in the mainverses of my muses, but still), and you’re one of the few giving one of my OC-sideblogs a chance as well, and, just, I really am so thankful for it and happy to have you as a mutual!

@untouchable-lightning ~ You aren’t here at the moment, so let me just start this by saying that I hope that things will get better for you again soon! It’s a lot of fun to interact with you and I think you’re a good writer and I’m very happy for our interactions! They are always fun! I did not often yet get the chance to do this other RP-style that I do (the ‘choose-your-option’ one) and you are one of those that allowed me to play through it, and you also interact/ed with my sideblogs too, so a big thank you for that! Our threads also often last nicely long, which is absolutely amazing since it’s a big rarity these days, too. You’re great, and I’m happy that we’re mutuals and interaction-partners!

@miasmarp ~ We’re more or less only starting out interacting and talking and anything basically, but I felt like I just absolutely had to include you because I HAVE A CHANCE TO PLAY ONE OF MY OTHER (non-blog-having, not even an info page or anything outside of one or two ooc posts about them) OCS with you and that’s just like the first time at all (not counting if I do include them as minor appearances in other things, though even there it has only happened one single time so far iirc), and that is just so much fun and just thank you! You’re really cool and I’m happy that we’re mutuals!

@karaoftomorrow (or @yourfavoritesidekick if you’d prefer I tag your main) ~ It’s so wonderful to write with you! It feels like we’re developing stuff in our things really well, and I really like to read what appears from you on my dash! Talking with you is very nice too, and I’m always really happy whenever I see you in my notifications or IMs or wherever! I’m very glad to have you as mutual and am really happy about any and all of our interactions!

@skymade / @siriseen or maybe I should tag one of your other blogs instead but those are the first two I usually think of and I don’t wanna tag more than two blogs for one person xD ~ Sooooooooo awesome! You have so many characters, which all are wonderful as far as I can tell, and I love our interactions so much! I’m always really looking forward to the next reply I get from one of our things, and talking to you is always a delight and I’m so so happy that we somehow found each other! Or well, I guess you found me because if I remember right you followed me first, but yes! Thank you for writing with pretty much all of my characters, you’re very cool, I absolutely love the connections our muses get (especially those where they know one another at a younger time and then ‘now’ meet again too - how cool is that?) and it’s always a joy to see you on my dash!

@azarathian ~ We haven’t really done or spoken that much together yet (or at least I assume we didn’t? There was your old blog but I don’t think we really spoke there, much less did threads or the likes? Sorry if I’m wrong though xD), but I’m so very glad we started! I admire your writing and the thoughts you put into Raven and I think you’re great! Our threads are incredibly entertaining and it’s so awesome to put more story into the situations of or between the episodes of the cartoon, and yes, I’m just very very thankful that we got together somehow and I’m excited for how our threads - and potential future ones - will develop!

@nvertoolate or if I should tag your currently more active sideblog @bloomingtalent ~ It is so absolutely amazing that one of my first mutuals, friends, or however I should call it, still is active on here as well! With most people on here, it’s sadly the case that they’re gone again sooner than later, so it’s especially great that we are still both here! I think I’ve said multiple times before that I don’t think I would even have stayed on tumblr if you hadn’t been around and interacting with me so I won’t go into detail about that yet again, but, yes, I absolutely love our interactions when we do them, and while I don’t know much about Naruto so we don’t really interact that much on your sideblog, I’m still so very happy to have you around and as my mutual! I’m so thankful for you and that we got to interact - and still do! Thank you!

@sewn-cutie ~ Our interactions are always so wonderfully adorable and cute! I love the connection between Starfire and Clementine, and it’s a lot of fun to write any of our things! I’m very happy when I hear from you in an OOC-y way too, like when you reply to one of my posts or in the IMs or whereever! I’m absolutely convinced that you are a great person, and I am delighted that we are mutuals and can interact so nicely!

@legaxies ~ I wasn’t sure if maybe I shouldn’t include you since from how much I can tell it seems you are at the moment more focused onto that theme-sideblog you have and I told myself to not include those that aren’t really active at the moment - but I felt like I had to! I wanted to say that I’m really happy for the things we started, and that I have a lot of fun talking to you when we do! I’m very much enjoying the potential relationships we have started on, and I look forward to hopefully continuing them in some way eventually! (This of course is not meant as pushing you to work on replies or whatever, please don’t understand me wrong here; I just mean this in a way of, if we do get to continue it - if not that’s totally fine too!) You’re doing great with any of your characters (as much as I can judge with not that much knowledge), and I’m happy that we’re mutuals! It’s a joy to interact with you, so, thank you!

@featherchan ~ You’re interacting with me, or did in the past, on pretty much all my muses (I think not on Starlight? But outside of that on all I think), and that means a lot to me! We have some really cool plots going, and you joined in on that event-au-thing I did all that time back too, so that’s very great, and I wanted to say thanks! Our interactions are always fun and I’m happy to write with and talk to you!

@thedoctornumber11 ~ Throughout my time being here, you’re pretty much the only one of the world of Doctor Who that I got interactions going with (I think there was someone on Wildfire once too, but not for very long iirc), and I really enjoy that! I wanted to include you here too because I wanted to say that I’m very very grateful for the nice words or explanations you sometimes throw onto my posts, and for the things you send in to me, and yes just for all of it! Thank you!

@flashgotthis ~ I love our things so much! All the interactions that we did so far were really really really cool, still are, and they often last really long too, and it’s just absolutely wonderful! You’re also one of those that aren’t only talented writers, but also really great artists, and I admire that skill so much! I’m delighted that we are mutuals and interaction-partners, and I look forward to what’s still to come! You’re amazing!

@graceful-cure-swan / @rosecoloredmuses (mostly tagging your sideblog as well to give it, like, some sort of indirect promoing here) ~ You are great! I feel so bad for all the many things you sent me whereas I barely ever send you (or anyone else, for that matter) anything at all, but, I’m also really grateful that you do it, so - thank you! I’m enjoying our interactions very much, I think that both Tsubasa and your other characters are done really well (even if I don’t know that much about each of them or can compare them to their canon versions much), and you’re a lot of fun to interact with! You also give my sideblogs and OCs a chance too, which means very much to me too, so yeah, I’m very grateful to have you as my mutual!

@eterniita ~ We’ve been interacting throughout a few of your blogs already, and I enjoy our interactions! I think you put a lot of love and thought into your characters, and they are great, and our threads are a lot of fun! I haven’t yet checked out your remade blog of your canons again, but I intend to and most likely follow you there again, too! I hope we will still get to more wonderful interactions!

@merveiilles ~ I’m so happy that we’re interacting! I love our threads a lot and I’m enjoying every reply that I get or write! You have a lot of characters and it’s really impressive that you do them (as far as I can tell/know them) so well! Your art, that you occasionally post, is also really really amazing and it’s very wonderful that you are so talented! I am very thankful for the nice words that you put onto my posts every now and then, and I am delighted by the threads and connections we are having between our muses!

@symbioteburnout ~ I don’t feel like I can say very much here (yet), but I wanted to include you too! I enjoy the things that we got going so far, and going from what I see from you about her I think Andi is a interesting character! It’s always wonderful to me, when people put the effort into characters who might not get as much time to shine in canon as others. Thanks for replying to my opens every now and then, and just in general for being my mutual and interacting with me!

@titansandothersrp / @robynrpmain (Now I’m getting frustrated at tumblr again for not letting me tag your main) ~ You are really cool! You’re a great artist, I love to see your work, and our threads are very entertaining! I feel like you’re doing very well in giving the characters you play as more story, more... I don’t know the right word here. Just, that you make them ‘more’, and that’s a really awesome thing. And yeah, like said, you also do art which I think looks really good, and I just absolutely admire people who can do art so well. Thanks for being mutuals and interacting with me!

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So, and as a nice little bit of words at the end, I guess~ I’m very honored by anyone of you who’s actually interested in me and my writing, I’m thankful and glad to have you around, and I’m looking forward to more amazing things to come in the future with all of you!

#✫ Out of Clurblopf ✫ | OOC #if I'd have had more time to spend on this I'd have searched for some comic-ish background of a christmas-room #(or taken a screenshot from inside the tower and made my own with pics of tree and gifts and whatever)#to have there behind star; but yeah I didn't #I'm very much not content with some of the things I said here - aka I feel like I should have said more - but I'm #not good with words and so this is probably already more than I can usuall say/write to it so uh; yeah #also in case anyone's worried or curious or whatever; no that tiny star is not fanart #it's a sprite from the game 'calling all titans'; so it's from an official thing #I scheduled this to be posted at a time when I'm surely not here; that way I don't need to feel quite as nervous or whatever about it #I still do just as I actually click on scheduling; but; at least not quite as much as when it's out #so yeah; happy whatever you wish to celebrate; and let's all make the next year a wonderful one!#I might reblog this post a few times throughout the next days? maybe on my sideblogs too? I'm not really sure yet #thank you all and I'm grateful to have you interested in my blog and my things and all that

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lutrain2020 · 4 years ago

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Meet the Creator!

Introducing: Squido!

Commission: I haven't and don't really intend to. I don't want to take anyone's hard-earned money. Just ask me to draw things and there's a good chance I will.

Social Media: Tumblr: @sky-squido AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/users/sky_squido/pseuds/sky_squido

Tell us a little bit about yourself!

Call me Squido! I love to draw and write but I'm also super extraverted and I love interacting with humans so always feel free to chat with me! Aside from drawing and writing, I just love being outside and have a tumblr sideblog dedicated exclusively to nature photos I take. I love mountains, the ocean, the sky, and just about everything else in this beautiful world of ours! If you ever feel like having an internet stranger give you a thousand word rant, ask me why my favorite color is blue and you will not be disappointed!

What got you into creating? what inspires you to keep creating?

I've been drawing for as long as I can remember and can't seem to stop, though I take long breaks sometimes I always seem to come back to it again. I try not to have anything in mind when I draw, but to start sketching and let the drawing happen. Sometimes I find that what I'm trying to draw is not what my drawing wants to be (if that makes any sense) and change what I'm making halfway through. It makes drawing a really relaxing and carefree therapeutic experience! Writing is different. I've always enjoyed writing, but I didn't write much and never shared my writing with anyone because I thought it was super pretentious. It wasn't until entering High School and joining the literature club and making a deal with a friend that we'd share our writing with each other that I actually gained any sort of confidence in my ability and sought to improve it. Being in that club and sharing my pieces at the open mics was a really encouraging experience! I invite everyone to share their writing, even if it's with some random internet stranger (I'm open anytime!) if they're unsure of their abilities. A little encouragement goes a long way! Now that I'm on Discord, ao3, and tumblr, I receive so much more feedback than I ever have before! It's been super encouraging! What inspires me most is definitely nature. Even if my ideas aren't directly related to the outdoors, I get my best ideas there. Fandoms are also a great idea generator. The sheer volume of headcanons and prompts is enough to make me dizzy with ideas!

What's your creative process like?

I love sketching. My favorite thing about drawing digitally is that I can sketch as much as I like and never worry about wasting materials! Often times my sketches turn themselves into drawings without permission and other times they stubbornly remain sketches for all eternity. I always dive right in because I have no patience and the idea I started out with generally isn't that great but in the process of pursuing it, it spirals out of control and sometimes the idea gets better and sometimes it gets worse but I just kinda roll with it. Creating is a really chill process for me and while I regularly scream stuff like "I'M DRAWING ON THE WRONG LAYER NONONONONONO" or "NO HECK FRICK SHOOT IT SMUDGED HECK HECK GET THE ERASER QUICK," the creative process is a great way for me to unwind. I'm the same way about writing. I never plan or outline and just kind of roll with things. I mean I generally have the basic jist in mind, but I try to not have a plan so I can keep the story driven by the characters and not force them into acting the way I wanted them to in the outline I made hours or even days ago. Creating is my opportunity to break free so I don't really see what good a plan or outline does me. I'm a pretty spontaneous person!

What kind of mediums do you like to use?

I like to take pictures, but it's not really my main focus. I've been mostly digitally drawing—I use my iPad Pro and Procreate—but lately I've been pencil sketching with just your average everyday mechanical pencil (I'd forgotten how nice the texture of paper was! Clearly I spent too much time drawing on my iPad!). I have these Stabilio chalk pastels I love to pieces, but have also spent a great deal of time with watercolors. Digital is my primary medium currently, though.

Is there a specific scene wrote that you are particularly proud of?

"Sky’s golden scales are glowing with reflected light from the sun while beneath them, the same pulsing blue in her mane runs like a river as her very skin is alive with electricity. The sun’s beginning to dip, fading through the color wheel from yellow to deep orange to scarlet and the world is bathed in watercolor and hue shifted through the rainbow until all that was blue becomes red. This new alien world begins to darken as red fades to deep purple-pink, the clouds catching last vestiges of gold in their pillowy folds, yet Sky continues rippling with lighting, the bright blue flowing like blood through her veins and the gold shimmering in the eerie azure glow. We weave through the winds and zephyrs and I close my eyes and let the breeze caress my hair and when I reopen them, I’m standing back on the ground again in a world long since darkened by night. I place my hand over my beating heart where Sky is still laughing with joy and smile because once you’ve awakened your dragon, you don’t need wings to fly anymore."

Is there someone who inspires you and your writing or art?

Every fanartist and fanfic writer that posts their stuff online is an inspiration to me. Even if their stuff isn't very good—especially if it isn't very good—it's a huge testament to the courage of the creator and their bravery in expressing themself! I sat on fanfic and fanart for years and never shared it and here were kids half my age putting out art that was their first experiment in a new medium and a little shaky but it was still out there and they were still being supported by the community and that really inspired me to reach out and stop lurking in fandom and actually get involved!

is there something that you struggled with that made you grow as a creator?

I feel like everyone has these periods where they were just gaining confidence in their artistic ability but suddenly everything they make is trash and they're not happy with any of it and they feel so down and worthless and "where did all of my hard-earned ability go? Will I ever get it back?" I think this is a pretty common experience and when I find myself there, I find it most helpful to share what I make anyway, even if I hate it, with someone who I know will give it to me straight because they'll point out the deeper problems—the root of the issue—that I hadn't even noticed and I can use that information to grow as an artist. Bad pieces are just as valuable as good ones. There was also a time where I had a lot of trouble developing a style. I did a lot of experimenting and never found anything I liked. What happened is I just kept drawing and whatever popped out eventually evolved into my style. I used to get frustrated that I couldn't draw anything without a reference, but after years and years of using references and drawing some of the same things over and over again, you won't need the references anymore. I mean, they're great and you should always feel free to use them, but over time, you won't need to look up a picture of every little thing you try to doodle.

What got you into writing or art?

My silly twitchy fingers can't ever seem to stop drawing! Same with writing. Words and ideas follow me around, little plot bunnies pestering me until they get written down somewhere. I was greatly inspired by the works of C.S. Lewis in my writing, especially his Cosmic Trilogy. My art style was aided by Hiromu Arakawa's Fullmetal Alchemist, which was a valuable stepping stone in developing my own style. Other than that, it was my own insatiable desire to MAKE THINGS that spurred me onwards. I don't think I could stop if I tried!

What's your favorite part of the creative process?

After you've got that first paragraph and you've found a flow and you've got a topic and you just GO. I get into the zone and the story starts happening on its own and I'm not an author anymore, I'm just a channel between the world of the piece and the page. That's my favorite. I love watching things take shape. I love shading a sketch for these same reasons. The whole drawing comes together and becomes A Thing and it's the most exciting time to be a creator. Something else inside you has taken over and you're just along for the ride. I have no idea if my experiences are common at all but this is what it's like for me!

What's your least favorite part of the creative process?

EDITING. I HAVE ZERO PATIENCE. THE THING IS DONE. WHY DO I HAVE TO KEEP LOOKING AT IT. CAN I POST IT YET. This leaves me with a lot of holes in what I make and I can't do a very clean, super detailed drawing unless it's for an art class and I'm forced to keep working on it. I have a terrible habit of never proofreading my things!

What's your favorite type of scene to write?

AAH hard question! I love writing description and places where I can really let my inner 19th century romantic be unleashed but I also love a good emotional moment between two characters. Something tense. I like fight scenes, but I try to keep them brief and interesting. Sometimes I find scenes where I have no idea what's going on and I try to avoid that, but it's really hard sometimes.

What's the hardest for you to create?

I have so much trouble with endings. I can generally figure something out, but there's always a moment of panic before the end like "heck I wrote everything I wanted how do I wrap this up????" That's probably a byproduct of me planning nothing XD I sometimes have trouble with characterization and making sure everyone acts the way they actually would. The hardest part is continuing after you have an "oh heck what do I do now" moment that breaks you out of your zone and all of your ideas and plot threads turn invisible or evaporate or go wherever it is they go when you're looking for them.

What's your favorite genre to write?

ANGST ANGST ANGST ANGST. Wellll... scratch that. I love something adventure-y and plot driven with a lot of really meaningful character interactions. I've always had trouble putting my writing into genres, but I guess that kind of speaks for itself in a way.

What fandoms do you enjoy creating for?

Linked Universe is the fandom I have created and posted the most for by a LONG SHOT. I found LU shortly after making my tumblr and I joined the Discord shortly thereafter. Since then, it has been nonstop inspiration and creativity for me! I tend to get sucked into one fandom and it consumes me for a few months before I silently drift out of it and never think about it again. LU is the fandom I've been the most active in EVER though—and it's still going—so there's a good chance I'm never getting off this ride.

What's the work you are most proud of?

AAAAAAAAAAH MY BABIES. okay um here's the first and only fanfic I've ever posted anywhere but I'm really happy with: https://sky-squido.tumblr.com/post/618964544219463680/turn-back-time-a-linked-universe-fanfic I have a lot of other pieces kicking about, but they're not fandom so I haven't shared them yet. I probably will after I touch them up a bit.

Do you have any fics inspired by real life stories?

Not really? I don't really know where my ideas come from to be honest!

Where do you post your finished works?

my tumblr. I tag stuff #squido writes and #squido draws so you can find them easily. I also put them on the discord but they get lost in the stream of other works pretty quickly so stick to my tumblr. I also have an ao3 now! https://archiveofourown.org/users/sky_squido

If you have any fun stories about the pieces you made, please do share!

Turn Back Time was actually live written in the Discord, but entirely unplanned and in the #angst channel! It was just a headcanon but then I started describing it and like 2 hours and 5k words later I'm sitting in the Discord like "what just happened??"

#Meet The Creator #lutrain2020 #linkeduniverse #lu

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gnarrk-the-gnome · 4 years ago

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came from ur op sideblog to ty u for bein able to articulate my thoughts about oda's treatment of women (tashigi & kuina parallels) into actual words,, it means a lot that u took the time to write !. ik this is probably stupid but i brought up the topic of sexism in op once with friends nd they were like damn u guys always find smnth to complain abt there is literally nothin wrong go find other content and it just,, makes me sad ig BUT ANYWYAS i just am rlly glad that u made tht post tysm ILY

idk how old this ask is, sorry, but I hope you see this, anon.

Yeah; honestly I'm lucky because my younger sibling watches op with me and I have someone to complain about things with me when it gets like. Really bad.

Honestly, I had that post in my mind for a couple days before I actually wrote it a couple years back. I think I saw some comment that pissed me off enough that I sat down and wrote an entire essay in my free hour before my college class lmao. I think one piece's one of those fandoms where it kind of sucks to consume if you don't have someone to complain with because there's so many moments where there are blatant problems that make it difficult to watch/read to the point where it takes you out of the story, even. One of things I hate most about Dressrosa is that I can't take any scene with Rebecca in it seriously because of her armor; and she's in quite a lot of serious things.

Like I said in the second half of the post later, I enjoy one piece but can and should still criticize it because it's not just "finding something to complain about", it's full of problems that can make viewers genuinely uncomfortable for legitimate reasons, and I think that there are story arcs that could have been so much better if oda didn't hobble himself with insisting on being sexist tbh, including Tashigi's rivalry with Zoro. Yeah, anyway, this is a hill I'll die on, too.

#one piece #ask #side-blog: oda-catch-these-hands #anon #the name of my sideblog still makes me laugh tbh i think i switchdd it just for that essay and never changed it back #it was originally thatch-stan

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warpedtourniall · 6 years ago

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fic writer meme,

tagged by the sentence monarch angela @dinoflangellate

Author Name: heartofthesunrise (we stan 70s prog rock in this house)

Fandoms You Write For: Presently it’s just 1d but I also have a fair amount of bandom stuff out and about in the world

Where You Post: ao3 mainly - if you go far back in my writerly past i used to post most stuff on a tumblr sideblog Back In The Day

Most Popular One-Shot: mistaken for peace if we’re measuring in hits and/or kudos, but it’s the one i’ve had posted the longest

Most Popular Multi-Chapter Story: this old bandom chestnut

Favorite Story You Wrote: unpublished boxing au lmaooo it’s literally made for an audience of one (1) and that’s Me, babey

Story You Were Nervous to Post: oh i’m always nervous. but animal husbandry, if only because i was putting it all up at once and i’d spent so long on it and i really wanted to get it right. there are upcoming ones i’m more nervous about tho (like how do i stick the landing on northern star, for example)

How Do You Choose Your Titles: i usually have something in mind already, almost always a two- or three-word phrase (northern star. animal husbandry. punch drunk. allegro con brio. etc.) that i think does the story justice. for shorter stuff i usually use a lyric tho #oldhabits

Do You Outline: And How. can’t write anything without a seven times drafted and detailed outline

How many of your stories are…

Complete: ao3 tells me 24, not counting the stuff posted elsewhere.

In-Progress: 4 in somewhat active progress :/

Coming Soon: last chapter of northern star! i’m working on it in the other tab rn

Do You Accept Prompts: once in a while i’ll reblog a prompt meme but i almost never take specific prompts - i don’t think the sort of long-form stories i want to tell are really... i don’t know, the kind of thing people ask for? i’m that taika waititi tweet where he’s like “you don’t know what you’ll want until i give it to you” (only he’s Right, obviously, and i’m writing one direction fanfiction)

Upcoming Story You Are Most Excited to Write: this terrible horrible no good very bad zaylor thing i can’t stop thinking about. i wish to perish

Tag Five Fanfic Authors to Answer These Questions As Well: i’m tagphobic but i love being tagged - if you want to do this i’ve tagged u, feel free to declare as such <3

#mj.txt

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andyouknowitis · 6 years ago

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“The Fandom Funundrum” in other words you don’t want to feel guilty for every advantage Harry’s been given. Noted! Keep pretending to care about Louis, you’re doing great sweetie!

This arrived in my inbox a week or so ago at the end of a very long, shitty fourteen hour day.

Right then I was already dealing with the sudden loss of my uncle, who I’d just handmade a wreath for, as well as coming to terms with the fact that while I love my job, I will soon haveto leave it, and move, as all manner of things that have served to make it impossible for me to survive as a freelancer in this economic climate.

I’ve discussed here, in painful detail, some of the otherthings I’ve had to work through in recent years, ever a work inprogress. I don’t know if I’m a good or bad person.

But I’m a person. A real person. And I deserve better than this at the end of a really bad day, not least when I come to one of the places where I find comfort in small things and bright people that interest me and make me smile.

Louis is one of those people.

One of the most important to me, as it happens.

I am not the blog for you. And certainly not with an action such as this one.

My crime, apparently was to post this, a reblog of something that I wrote a while ago as a general nod to being chastised for daring to enjoy one thing when another very bad thing was happening.

It was not fully specific to any fandom or person when I wrote it, other than suffice to say, after many years online I’ve learned that fandom gatekeeping is a form of bullying and I have little patience left for it.

A cursory glance around my mess of a blog will show anyone who cares to look that while I do blog very much a lot about 1D, I am actually a multi-fandom blog.

More specifically I am a ME blog.

Hell my url is a Snow Patrol lyric and no-one ever gets it. Here I lay things I like, love, find interesting, think important, and want to share.

A wallpaper made up of my mind, a patchwork comprised of things that for me, helps me make art and help people.

In this instance anotherfandom I’m part of (shout out to my Emmerdale sheepy peeps) were arguing heatedly about something, which essentially boiled down to how can you enjoy x when y is happening etc. etc. While I do have a sideblog for in-depth stuff, mostpeople follow me on my main so I posted it here too.

And yes, after several years here, and online in general, I do get tired of seeing discourse after discourse that I’ve probably already discussed in detail in the past, as well as fandom infighting that only serves the money men and none of us.

And certainly not Louis, or any of the 1D boys (they will be the boys to me even when they’re in their 80s shush). Something Iactually wrote about here, as relates to the 1D fandom, in the early summer of 2015, unknowing that the worst was yet to come, but knowing even then that I was tired of all the ways we had been fractured and used.

People will forever be divided and conquered. I haveno wish to be another perpetual pawn in this tired game.

I very rarely publish asks I receive, either because I speak with people via message if something bears further discussion if they’re off anon, or because some things are just not worth the time and energy it takes to answer them.

Some people don’t want to listen, only to be heard. Time is aprecious commodity that I have little of.

When I do have free fandom time I like to spend it responding to interesting asks, writing fic when I’m able, making fan edits (mostly of Louis as it happens), working my way through the Womens and Equalities Committee findings on NDAs which I think may be pertinent (the inquiry is still ongoing), live blogging, and curating a peaceful space for when I need it.

And sometimes like this time, I engage.

The last time I took the time to answer something like this was actually also about Louis. I stood accused of infantilising Louis because I wrote a single tagline on a post I had made about wanting to give him a hug.

The time before that I was, conversely to the latest offering, apparently the devil for daring to hope that Louis would soon have more visible and tangible support from people in the industry.

For a post I wrote THREE years ago almost to the day, and still stand by.

I support him. I don’t have to meet anyone else’s standards of how to do that.

Something I really had to learn in therapy a couple of years ago was that it’s okay to get angry. It’s something I struggle with and fear somewhat. But I have learned. Sometimes it’s okay to get angry.

And this is one of those times.

I am angry that a stranger, or perhaps even worse, someone who otherwise follows/followed me and should know at least a modicum of my character, would fucking dare to tell me, after all I’ve said and done, that I don’t care about Louis.

Louis, who I care about most of all in this entire shitshow.

Louis, who I care about so much, that the top thing my fandom friends will attest I whine about most is having to see Harry blogs on my dash that I know have said incredibly vile things about him.

I don’t know Louis. Nor may I hazard, do you, coward in my inbox. I’ll likely never meet him and I acknowledge that my perceptions of him are coloured by time, life experience, and an understanding of parasocial relationships.

But I would hope I know of him well enough to feel that he’d agree if you’ve got something to say then a) have the balls tosay it to someone’s face (privately if not in public), and b) theprecise opposite of ‘let’s make someone happy today’ (his ownpractice when he has a shit day like the one I had), is to makesomeone unhappy like you have set out to do here.

I don’t know Louis. But I know enough to know that he’s important to me and why.

Why above and beyond anything else he’s the reason why eight years ago I kept watching a show I had long before lost interest in.

Why I voted every single week.

Why he was the first person I took a photo of on TMH tour when I could finally afford to see them.

Why I waited hours in relentless sun in a different country just so I could be at the barrier when he sang Moments right in front of me during WWA.

Why I kept coming back after grief and loss in mypersonal life turned me inside out, time and time again.

Why I stood in Sheffield on the final night of OTRA tour when my heart was numb to almost anything that could reach it.

Why I met people who changed my life just by being in it.

The music is important to me, OT5 is important to me, but Louis, above all Louis is important to me. Louis is why I stayed when I wanted to go. Louis. Louis and friends that I’ve made here, who know me better than you ever will.

So please, if you haven’t already, please block me and neverinteract with me again. I don’t want to know.

If anyone else reading this happens to feel the same about me, unfollow me now.

I follow and sometimes interact with some people I don’t necessarily agree with, primarily because I like to be open to different aspects of discussion, and to not exist within a fandom vacuum.

But I don’t tolerate vitriolic bad mouthing of any of the boys. And I will not interact with people who try to hurt me.

Much less with someone who attempts to do it anonymously. The sad thing is you’re so very, very visible for what you are.

I am not the blog for you.

You know why?

Because I’m the blog for me. And you will not makeme feel bad about that, or about myself. Least of all about caring for Louis. Not now, not ever.

Oh and Sweetie? All the links are clickable. I have been here. I will be here. I am here. And there’s nothing you can do to change it. Knock yourself out.

#qqqq #Anonymous #in the immortal words of my granny 'catch yourself on'#x

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Extra Credit: Part 6 (Shalaska) - Rosie

A/N: Sorry times a million for keeping you waiting for more Extra Credit! But it’s finally here! Thank you times a million for being so patient! Since the last chapter I took a slight detour and wrote this three part fic called Tattletale which you can read here, here and here. I’m really proud of it and think it somewhat justifies the annoying break. But now I’m back! With better writing! And a cheerleading uniform which ends up on the floor! My sideblog @aqrosie has heaps of head canons on both TT and EC and I post updates there so come and join us if that's your thing!

Story Summary: University professor Sharon Needles hooks up with a slamming hot blonde at a bar who may or may not be one of her students.

Catch Up on Extra Credit: Part One, Two, Three, Four and Five

There were two things Sharon was positively sure of as she brushed her teeth one morning a week after asking Alaska to be her girlfriend.

Firstly, she was officially dating a student, and she was more than aware of that fact. She looked at Alaska’s pink toothbrush sitting innocently in her toothbrush holder cup, zoning out as she brushed her molars harder than her dentist would have liked.

Secondly, she liked it. Sharon would go as far as to say she loved Alaska, but that thought sent a thrill up her stomach and made her weak at the knees. She couldn’t remember the last time she had felt like this, and part of her knew perhaps this was the first time.

Years, even just months ago Sharon was scandalised at the thought of professors shagging undergraduates. She could never see a student that way, no matter how hard they flirted with her in an attempt to boost their grades. It was an abuse of power. Forbidden.

But Alaska wasn’t her student when she met her in that bar, or when she got on her knees in that bathroom, or when she took her home. That made everything so different, and it made Alaska irresistible.

Sharon spat her toothpaste and rinsed her mouth, before a pair of arms wrapped around her waist from behind.

“Do you have to leave?” Alaska whined, hugging Sharon’s back and inhaling the expensive scent of her chic office clothes.

“Not by choice,” Sharon said as she turned around, seeing Alaska in a loose dark blue university sweatshirt and nothing else, her blonde hair piled on top of her head as strands fell out. “Believe me.”

She kissed Alaska, one arm wrapping around her thin waist while her other hand slipped down and teased her between her legs.

“How,” Sharon questioned, pulling away and breaking their kiss, “is she always rearing to go? Even after this morning?”

Alaska burst out laughing at Sharon’s loving disbelief, her youthfully high libido always a source of wonder to Sharon, who proudly enjoyed her wholesome couple of orgasms before wanting to snuggle up and sleep.

“I don’t know,” Alaska glowed, shrugging her shoulders as her hand met Sharon’s, encouraging her to keep going.

“I might be late,” Sharon said softly against Alaska’s hair, her middle finger circling her slick clit as she watched as the younger girl’s eyelids flutter shut.

“Then be quick,” Alaska sighed quietly, capturing Sharon’s lips with hers as Sharon’s touch increased.

Sharon stepped them backwards to hold Alaska against the tiled bathroom wall. She massaged Alaska’s throbbing bud before alternating and rubbing between her slick folds and teasing her entrance.

Since Alaska came twice this morning, they both knew she didn’t need much. Sharon kissed her deeply as her touch became more frantic, the sound of Alaska’s wetness bouncing around the bathroom walls as Sharon’s tongue lapped against hers.

Alaska whined as she slipped her hand underneath her loose sweatshirt to squeeze one of her breasts, her thighs shaking as she arched against the cold tiles, a sharp contrast to the warmth of her skin and the heat of Sharon’s touch.

“Look at you,” Sharon whispered, knowing dirty talk was a kink for the both of them, “so fucking desperate for me. So wet for me. It’s never enough for you.”

Alaska nodded feverishly, an incoherent response bubbling out of her as her orgasm built. Her hips jerked against Sharon’s touch, and as she looked down, the sight of her naked legs against Sharon’s sleek outfit made her pulse.

“Need you, always need you,” Alaska whined.

And finally she was coming, her orgasm shuddering through her body as she gripped onto Sharon, moaning as her thighs clenched and her eyes squeezed shut.

“Don’t stop, hgn, fuck,” she managed during Sharon’s relentless touch.

She pulled her through her high, only slowing down when Alaska’s breathing began to calm. Alaska brought their lips together, knowing as soon as Sharon was out of her arms she’d be leaving.

“Will that suffice until I’m home?” Sharon smirked, pecking her on the lips once more before slowly moving away.

“Perhaps,” Alaska mused, giggling as Sharon lightly slapped her ass as she moved to wash her hands.

“What’s on your agenda for today?”

“I have that two hour tutorial at three,” Alaska said as she leaned against the towel rack and played with her hair in the mirror. “Do you mind if I stay here and study? I actually feel like I get shit done because I have no distractions. And everyone is cramming in the library before the break.”

“Of course!” Sharon replied. “Feel free to use my office too, and you know how to work the coffee machine?”

“Yes,” Alaska smiled, following Sharon out of the bathroom. “And thank you.”

She watched as the older woman slipped her black heels on and applied her berry-toned lipstick in the mirror near the apartment’s front door. Grabbing her keys, bag and coat, she turned and gave Alaska one last peck on the lips.

“Are you going back to the dorm tonight?” Sharon asked, already planning her solo TV dinner.

“Yeah,” Alaska bit her lip. “Looks a bit sus as I spent Sunday here.”

“Yeah, exactly.”

There was a brief moment where they just looked at each other, both wondering how long this strategic planning would last while knowing it was for their safety.

“I can’t wait until next week,” Sharon said softly as she played the drawstrings of Alaska’s sweatshirt, wishing she could stay home with her.

“Me too,” Alaska replied, already smiling again and almost bouncing on her toes.

As she watched Sharon leave, excitement bubbled through her. Next week was the Fall break, an entire week with no university responsibilities for the both of them. No lectures for Sharon to plan, and no draining tutorials for Alaska to endure. But the best part? Alaska was staying with Sharon for its entirety. No scampering back to the dorm or tip toeing around Courtney, who thankfully didn’t notice her unusually high absentness as she was cooped up in the library studying.

It had all been planned out too. Courtney thought Alaska was heading back to Eerie to spend the break with her parents. Her parents thought Alaska was staying on campus as she had “so many assignments to still complete.”

And Alaska was a forward planner. In the lead up to this mission she had subtly asked her mother for pictures of their home when texting and currently had a folder of images to send to Courtney in an attempt to really pull off this charade. There was a photo of their pool on a sunny day, a picture of cookies her mother had just made, and heaps of new photos of Alaska’s cat, all ready and waiting for when Courtney inevitably Snapchatted her about her break.

Of course, Alaska had planned for her parents too. She snapped photos of her study set up in the event of giving her parent’s physical proof of her apparent work ethic, and already had a bunch of selfies with her friends her parents hadn’t seen yet to show she was “taking time out and enjoying her social life.”

It was a great plan, because in reality, she’d be in Sharon’s arms for the entire week.

Sharon settled down on her couch while a hot bowl of pumpkin soup and a glass of red wine sat ready and waiting for her on her coffee table. Cerrone hopped up onto the couch after seeing his owner doing the same and pretended to not enjoy the incredible pets Sharon was currently giving him as she clicked through her Netflix to set up another episode of Queer Eye.

Sharon was content. This used to be her ideal set up when she was single and wanted nothing else but to mindlessly eat, watch, and cuddle her fur baby after work. But as she gasped at the lazy lifestyle of the straight man on screen and cooed at his transformation, she wanted nothing more than to have Alaska next to her.

As if on cue, the girl in question messaged her.

A: What are you having for dinner? : )

Sharon let herself squeal like she was a decade younger and didn’t even bother to pause the Fab Five as she replied.

S: Pumpkin soup : ) I made so much so I have leftovers for when you pop in over the next few days!

A: Oooh delish!

Sharon couldn’t stop smiling as they texted, filling each other in on their day and wishing they were together, but still grateful for this kind of communication. It sent a thrill through Sharon to know Alaska was sitting on her bed in her dorm just metres from Courtney.

A: Btw I can’t come over Friday night for fall break, but Sat morning instead

S: No worries, is everything okay?

A: Yea just something came up

One of Sharon’s eyebrows rose, but she didn’t pry, knowing Alaska might tell her. She snorted when a message came through a minute later.

A: It’s a pep rally

A: And I’m a cheerleader lol

Sharon sat up so quickly from her lounging position she scared Cerrone away.

“A cheerleader,” she announced loudly to no one before taking a large sip of wine. This was all too much.

S: A

S: CHEER

S: LEADER

A: omg

S: And you’re only telling me now BECAUSE?

A: Idk

A: : )

S: Do you have…

S: … a uniform

A: Yes : )

S: I’m gonna pass out

A: Hahaha

A: It’s no biggie, I’m on the reserve team in case one of the actual cheerleaders can’t perform at comps and stuff, but I never get picked for comps anyway. But we all have to cheer for pep rallies

A: I suck so bad, like I have no timing or rhythm but I think I look cute haha

S: I can imagine

An idea popped into Sharon’s head, somehow getting through between all the new fantasies of Alaska in a pleated cheer skirt and nothing else.

S: Would you mind if I came and watched?

A: Oh you don’t have to!

A: Like of course I’d love you there but it might be a bit boring? Idk there will be a lot of students and yelling haha and we won’t be able to talk but if you want to??

S: I’m gonna come

A: Omg

“Do we have to go?” Willam whined, clicking her mouse around her screen and shutting down her computer, more than ready to leave her university office and not think about work for the next week. It was finally Friday afternoon, and Sharon was pumped for the pep rally, and the week ahead with just Alaska. “Can’t we just go straight to the drinks?”

“No!” Sharon protested, standing in Willam’s office with her bag in her hand and her coat already on, like an excited child ready for their first day of school. “Come on, we’ve worked here for god knows how many years and have never once gone to a pep rally. Let’s show some spirit!”

Willam grimaced at Sharon’s unusually good mood. But come to think of it, Sharon had been quite happy over the last few weeks. What was that about?

“I just want to pop in for a little while, sus it out, see what it’s like, and then I promise we’ll head off and I’ll buy you your first drink at the bar.”

Willam smiled before hopping out of her leather chair.

“Okay,” she said happily, grabbing her bright orange coat that somehow looked amazing paired with her blue eyeshadow and pink lipstick.

They hiked through the campus in their heels, eventually joining the mass of students and smattering of staff members here for the pep rally. The grandstand crowd was a sea of blue and yellow, the universities colours, with painted banners boasting generic school spirit phrases.

“Fuck, it’s cold out,” Willam whined. “God there are so many people. Why are we even here—“

“Look! There’s an empty spot at the top,” Sharon interrupted, grabbing Willam’s wrist and pulling her work bestie up the grandstand stairs. They scrambled up to secure their seats and sat down on the cold metal benches, Willam’s loud orange coat and Sharon’s go-to uniform of all black sticking out in the sea of yellow and blue.

“I’m so confused, is a game happening? Sharon we hate sport.”

“I… don’t think so,” Sharon squinted. “Pep rallies are weird.”

“Let’s go then,” Willam shrugged, moving to stand up. “We came, we saw, we decided to leave and get shit faced—“

“No!” Sharon said, grabbing Willam’s coat sleeve. “It hasn’t started yet. 10 more minutes.”

Sharon’s heart raced with anticipation as she looked out at the empty field. Alaska told her it would start around 5:30, but if Willam dragged them out before the cheerleaders came out, this would have been for nothing.

But suddenly, a horn blew and both professors jumped as everyone around them rose to their feet. The voice of a dramatic announcer came over the loud speaker as the lights of the field dimmed and the roar of the crowd grew.

“Oh come on theatrics!” Willam yelled to Sharon over the noise, not being able to stop the smile on her face at the atmosphere.

Two students raced onto the field and held up a huge banner as the MC pumped up the crowd. Suddenly the lights switched on and exposed the field to the audience right as a group burst through the banner.

It was the cheerleaders.

Sharon almost squealed and went to grab Willam’s hand before thinking ahead to clutch her own hands to her chest as she beamed.

The crowd went wild as the cheerleaders bounded into action, jumping, skipping and flipping in all directions before somehow forming a perfect formation. On cue, Beyonce’s Formation came on, and Sharon and Willam smiled and clapped along while wondering if this was a copyright infringement.

Sharon’s eyes combed the mass of girls like an eagle, trying to spot one tall blondie in particular. Every time she thought she found her, the girl would turn around and not be Alaska, before their choreography dissolved them all into each other and Sharon became lost again.

Her heart sank a little when she realised Alaska might not even be on the field. She remembered how she mentioned they had a reserve team that didn’t perform, and this current group looked pretty incredible. Sharon surveyed the entire performance, enjoying the spectacle as all the girls moved in unison.

Well except for that one of the end who looked a beat behind.

Sharon’s eyes widened.

“Ohmygodtheresheis!” Sharon squealed, her voice high pitched as she beamed.

“What?” Willam asked, distracted by all the chaos and the tiny skirts flipping up as the girls were effortlessly tossed into the air.

“Nothing!” Sharon smiled, not taking her eyes off Alaska, who was waving blue and yellow pom poms and kicking her long legs in the air, a solid beat behind the others but smiling at the crowd as she did so. She looked absolutely stunning with her high ponytail and giant bow, so it was no wonder her missteps here hardly noticeable.

The routine finished and Sharon cupped her hands around her mouth when she cheered before clapping wildly. The MC revved up the crowd, and as Willam checked her phone, Sharon watched Alaska mill around with the other cheerleaders, catching their breathes and waving to the crowd.

She willed Alaska to look her way. There were several hundred people watching, and she prayed she would somehow spot them in the sea of faces. She saw Alaska look out into the crowd, her eyes slowly searching. Sharon wished she could have called out her name, stood up and waved, anything to get her attention to show her in the moment how proud of her she was and that Alaska could see she really did come out to support her. But Alaska’s gaze was ripped from the crowd when another cheerleader walked up to her to talk. Sharon’s shoulders slumped slightly in disappointment.

“Some of them are cute,” Willam smiled, elbowing Sharon lightly.

Sharon’s heart stopped.

“Mmh, I guess,” Sharon tried to feign disinterest while giving Willam a wide side-eye, who was busy admiring the cheerleaders.

“That blonde one is cute,” Willam mused.

Sharon’s ears picked up and her gaze sharpened.

“Who?” She frowned, trying to follow Willam’s line of sight. If Sharon dragged Willam along to this freaking pep rally only to watch her get excited over Alaska, well she’d be damned.

“That little one bouncing around,” Willam whispered, pointing subtly.

Sharon’s eyes darted from cheerleader to cheerleader before she spotted the short bouncing blonde, and she sighed in relief when it wasn’t Alaska, but instead her friend Catherine— or was it Courtney? It was Courtney.

“Oh!” Sharon happily exclaimed. “Yes, cute.”

Alaska was detangling a loose knot in her pom poms as the other cheerleaders loitered around the front of the grandstand, waving to the crowd and doing the odd trick for attention as tech students set up equipment for a musical performance. Sharon smiled softly. It was cute watching Alaska in public and seeing her in an environment that wasn’t a lecture hall or Sharon’s apartment. She looked so pretty, and friendly, and even a little awkward as she hugged herself from the brisk evening air, her long legs shaking slightly.

“I think that was the best part,” Willam sighed. “Should we head off? I need alcohol to warm me up.”

“Uh, yeah,” Sharon said in defeat. It was freezing this high up on the grandstand, and she knew Willam’s patience was running thin.

They stood up and began the tedious task of moving between people and down the metal steps, but Sharon kept her eyes on Alaska the whole time.

But like fate itself, something caused Alaska to look up at the corner of the grandstand. In the sea of blue and yellow, Willam’s bold orange coat stood out like an alarm. She squinted slightly, recognising the advertising professor’s face before realising Sharon was right next to her. And Sharon was looking at her, a huge smile spreading across her face as Alaska met her gaze.

Alaska’s face split into a grin as Sharon raised her hand slightly and waved, to which Alaska replied by excitedly shaking one of her pom poms in the air. Warmth spread through her at the sight of Sharon in the crowd, and without realising it, moisture gathered in her eyes. Living away from home meant things like family being there for you physically wasn’t possible. But the sight of Sharon coming out to support her cheerleading, no matter how unimportant she felt she was to the team, was so touching.

She waited until Sharon and Willam reached the bottom of the steps before holding Sharon’s gaze again and pulling out her greatest, and only, trick – a one-handed cartwheel. She almost kicked fellow cheerleader Roxy Andrews in the face in the process, but the first few rows of the grandstand cheered for her, as if she was performing for them.

Sharon yelped, and Willam walked into her back as Sharon stopped in her tracks and watched Alaska just metres away from her.

“Woohoo!” Sharon yelled out before clapping, and Alaska’s cheeks almost hurt from smiling so much.

“Oof!” Willam scoffed after running into Sharon. “Bitch keep walking. The sports ball is about to come out and there’s a vodka and soda waiting for us.”

As predicted, the announcer’s voice came over the loud speaker, and soon enough athletes were running onto the field. Alaska and Sharon shared one last smile before Alaska had to jog over to her team, but not before she waved a pom pom at Sharon.

“I have something to show you,” Sharon smiled, taking Alaska’s hand and walking her into the kitchen.

It was Saturday, the start of their week together, and Sharon had planned ahead.

“I was just at the shops and I saw a few things so I thought I would stock up, you know?” Sharon rambled, opening the pantry.

“Aw, Sharon, you didn’t have to,” Alaska beamed, bringing her hands to her chest.

There in the pantry were a couple of Alaska’s favourite foods. A jar of Nutella, two share packets of these veggie chips she loved, and a bag of sour gummy worms because they were her guilty pleasure.

“I even found these,” Sharon said, grabbing a plastic tub of organic trail mix in a flavour that was Alaska’s favourite. “Because I know you said you liked to nibble on this while studying because it’s really healthy.”

“Aw, babe, thank you,” Alaska cooed, taken aback at the gesture and moving to wrap her arms around Sharon’s waist.

“And there’s more,” Sharon smiled, opening the fridge and rubbing Alaska’s back. “I stocked up on the Greek yogurt you got me hooked on, and I got a bottle of that white wine you liked because I only have red.”

Alaska had to bite her lip in a bid to stop smiling so wide.

“This is,” Alaska was almost lost for words, “the sweetest thing. Thank you.”

It was such a small gesture but it meant so much. Not only did Sharon go the extra mile to make her feel comfortable and at home, but it showed she listened to Alaska and paid attention.

“There’s more,” Sharon smiled, excitedly walking them through her apartment towards her office. “I know you said you liked studying here, so I moved my printer onto the floor over there because I barely use it, and I had a second chair in storage, so I thought you’d like your own little space alongside me?”

Alaska gasped. Space on the sleek white desk that ran around the perimeter of Sharon’s office had been cleared, and a blush pink leather chair now joined Sharon’s well loved brown one.

With just one look Alaska could already picture them working in here during the day, Alaska writing up her assignments, Sharon marking them, a candle or two flickering with steaming cups of tea or coffee sat near them while music played softly in the background.

Almost embarrassingly, Alaska’s bottom lip quivered as her eyes prickled, threatening to tear up over some slight redecorating.

“Aw, honey,” Sharon laughed, pulling Alaska into a hug and kissing her forehead.

“It’s just,” Alaska stumbled. “This is so sweet? And thoughtful? I’m so emotional wow, but thank you so, so much for this. You really didn’t have to do this but I’m so grateful.”

“It was no hassle at all,” Sharon said, ignoring how she almost took her back out moving that damn printer in the name of love. “I’m so glad you like it!”

“I absolutely love it,” Alaska sighed.

Sharon kissed her forehead again before lightly cupping Alaska’s cheeks and looking into her eyes.

“I want you to know that you’re always welcomed here,” Sharon said, softly tucking a loose strand of hair behind Alaska’s ear. “I wish we didn’t have to sneak around and stuff, but I hope this makes you feel like your presence here isn’t fleeting, you know? And that… you still belong here, even when you’re not here. Does that make sense?”

“Yes,” Alaska laughed, biting her lip. She knew exactly what Sharon meant, and it melted her heart.

Their lips met, and Sharon inhaled deeply, savouring the moment as she felt her knees go weak at Alaska’s tongue tracing her bottom lip.

In all honesty, she was a little nervous to show Alaska her adjustments. Would she care? Would it be a bit much? Not enough? Did she even get the right wine?

But she had no reason to worry.

“I actually brought something to show you,” Alaska said, pulling away from their kiss as an idea twinkled in her eyes. “Go wait in the bedroom.”

“She’s bossy,” Sharon remarked, laughing as she went and sat on her bed. She checked her emails on her phone as she waited, and it was only when she was glaring at yet another student asking for extra credit points did Alaska appear in the bedroom doorway.

Sharon’s phone fell from her hands and landed on the bed.

“Oh wow…” She squeaked, and Alaska laughed when Sharon had to clear her throat.

There in the doorway stood Alaska, head to toe in last night’s cheerleading outfit, minus the white turtleneck she had worn underneath. She had pulled her long blonde hair into a sleek ponytail and finished it off with the same blue and yellow bow she wore before. Her tight crop top stretched against her chest, the universities initials boldly printed across her breasts. The pleated skirt that had been burned into Sharon’s mind grazed the tops of her slender, toned thighs. She wore impeccably white sneakers with matching socks, and Alaska had even gone the extra mile and applied gold glitter on her eyelids, just like last night.

Sharon pulsed.

“Holy fuck,” she breathed.

Alaska giggled, slowly walking over to Sharon and standing against where her professor sat on the bed.

“Do you like my uniform?” Alaska asked quietly, her fingertips trailing the hem on her tiny skirt.

Sharon nodded feverishly, her eyes widening as she physically felt the spell Alaska cast over her.

“What about my skirt?” Alaska asked, her voice low and slow. “Do you like my skirt?”

She ran her fingers through the pleats and lifted the fabric slightly, stifling a laugh when Sharon visibly gulped at the sight of her wearing nothing underneath.

“Oh my god,” Sharon breathed, running her hands up Alaska’s thighs, feeling the combination of soft skin and blue fabric. “I love life.”

Alaska laughed, her hands tangling in Sharon’s blonde hair as she brought her face against her chest.

“What about my top?” She asked innocently. “It’s a little snug, a little thin, but that means my nipples show through.”

She brought her fingers to her breasts and squeezed them while moaning softly, sure enough showing Sharon her buds poking against the fabric.

“I… will tear this off you,” Sharon whispered, because if she spoke any louder, she would actually flip them around and rip the uniform off Alaska’s body before burying herself between her legs.

Alaska spun around, the pleats of her skirt flaring up as she moved and revealing a split second of her exposed ass before she sat down on Sharon’s lap, her back against Sharon’s chest.

“What about my bow?” Alaska asked, arching her back as she fiddled with her hair, while having the audacity to grind herself against Sharon’s lap. Sharon’s right hand grabbed Alaska’s hip while her left twisted effortlessly around Alaska’s long ponytail and pulled it abruptly – not hard enough to hurt, but enough to jerk her head back.

“Fuck yes,” Alaska whined, grinding harder as the other woman’s hips thrusted up. Sharon could feel herself getting wet, and the thought of Alaska’s bare skin against her tight jeans made her clench.

“You like that?” Sharon asked, her hand trailing down between Alaska’s thighs to rub her folds and clit underneath the skirt before she pulled at her ponytail again, slightly harder this time.

“Hgn, god yes,” Alaska begged, her lips parting as she spread herself backwards across Sharon’s lap. “Fuck me.”

Sharon let go of her hair, only to grab at the zipper of her cheer crop top and pull it down, watching as the material peeled off around Alaska’s skin and slid down her arms, all the while continuing to tease Alaska. One of Sharon’s hands slinked up and squeezed at her left breast, thumbing over her nipple as Alaska arched against her, desperate for her touch.

She stood up and turned to face Sharon, who pulled her back into her lap and licked a strip up the flat space between her breasts before cupping and circling Alaska’s right nipple with her tongue. Alaska gasped as Sharon sucked, her hands tangling in the other woman’s hair and pulling her closer as she threw her head back, her long ponytail grazing the top of her skirt in the process. Sharon’s hand looped around her body before she squeezed her ass and pulled away

“Get on your knees, baby,” Sharon’s voice was horse and thick with lust. Alaska obeyed, sinking down onto the hardwood floors of Sharon’s bedroom and helping her pull her jeans off. Sharon slipped her underwear off, but not before Alaska noticed the wet spot she had drawn from the older woman, which sent pleasure down her spine.

Alaska spread Sharon’s legs apart, planting a trail of kisses inside her thighs before she reached her pussy, which thrusted up as Alaska got closer. Alaska mouthed over Sharon’s trimmed hair, teasing her before licking up her slick folds and tasting her.

“Ah, fuck,” Sharon whined, and the sound sent a pulse straight to Alaska’s clit.

Alaska continued, alternating her attention between the throbbing bundle of nerves and Sharon’s clenching entrance. She kept going, loosing track of time as she jumped between going fast and painstakingly slow.

“Ggh, don’t stop,” Sharon breathed, pressing Alaska closer as the younger girl hummed around her clit, sending vibrations through her veins.

She looked down, her breath hitching at the gorgeous sight of Alaska on her knees, her blue and yellow bow proudly holding up her ponytail, gold glitter shimmering on her closed eyelids and wetness smeared around her lips as she ate Sharon out.

And then Sharon was coming, her thighs shaking and pleasure exploding from around Alaska’s lips, who moaned and whined and pulled Sharon through her orgasm as the older woman held her against her core.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, yes, right, there, ah,” Sharon whined, grinding herself against Alaska until she came down from her high.

Alaska pulled back in satisfaction, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand before smiling smugly up at Sharon.

“Not bad for a girl who can’t kick in time,” Alaska shrugged, standing up. But Sharon pulled her onto the bed.

“Oh I’m not done.”

Sharon shakily rolled off the bed and opened the bottom drawer of her bedside table, looking for something in particular while she quickly unbuttoned her blouse. She left her black lacy bra on, knowing it’d look nice with her newest accessory.

Alaska scoffed at the bottle of lube Sharon chucked onto the bed while rummaging through her things.

“I think she’s wet enough to not need some extra help,” Alaska said, rolling the bottle to the side. But she thought again when Sharon turned, a black strap on in her hand.

“Oh,” Alaska said softly, pulsing, “I like that.”

Sharon laughed, climbing onto the bed.

“Can we use it?” Sharon asked. “I don’t know it’s just something about the skirt and—“

“God yes, please,” Alaska begged. “Here, let me help.”

In moments the toy was fitted into Sharon, its black straps cupping her ass cheeks before narrowing it and holding the main event firmly against her groin.

On all fours, Alaska palmed the black dildo before leaning down and wrapping her lips around its head. Its hardness and surprising weight felt foreign against her tongue, but as she brought more of its length into her mouth, she breathed in sharply, instinctively spreading her legs further apart on the sheets as she felt herself clench.

“I’ve seen that in porn and wanted to try,” Alaska said sheepishly after Sharon had stared at her, wide eyed.

“N-no,” Sharon stammered, shaking her head out of her daze, “that was… so fucking hot.”

Alaska laughed before excitedly rolling onto her back, her pleated skirt flipping around her waist. Sharon spread her legs before lowering herself down between them. Her tongue found Alaska, who arched up against the sheets as Sharon showered her in pleasure, humming around her sensitive clit as a finger gently circled her entrance. In a blur of whines, fists clutching at sheets, and four fingers later, Alaska felt prepared.

“I’m ready,” she begged.

“You sure?” Sharon asked, and her caution made Alaska feel even safer. “I still want to use lube, you can never have enough lube.”

Alaska was almost hypnotised as Sharon drizzled the lube onto the black dildo jutting out from her crotch. She ran her hands over it, spreading the slickness and watching as the toy became darker and glossy.

“Tell me if it’s too much, okay?” Sharon said softly as the two slotted into place. “Because I can’t feel it, and I don’t want to hurt you—“

“Sharon,” Alaska smiled, interrupting, “it’s okay. Actually, can I be on top? That way I can pace it better.”

In seconds they had flipped, Sharon on her back against the pillows, Alaska thighs on either side of her body. Gripping the headboard in front of her, Alaska adjusted herself, her breath hitching as she felt the head graze against her folds. Sharon steadied her, her hands finding Alaska’s waist and holding the skirt material up, breathing heavily at her prime position.

Spreading her legs slowly Alaska gradually sunk down, gasping in pleasure as she felt the head of the strap on resist slightly before being enveloped around her walls. Relaxing fully, inches of the strap on quickly disappeared, her wetness and the lube effortlessly allowing it to fill her. She felt Sharon’s protective hands squeeze her waist at the visual, instinctively wanting to hold Alaska up as she whined out in pleasure.

“No,” Alaska protested, “it’s so good.”

She lowered herself down completely, taking the full length of the toy and revelling at its weight inside her, her walls grasping around its shape.

Sharon gasped as she felt Alaska practically vibrate at the delicious stretch and the toy’s reach inside of her.

“Fuck me,” Alaska whispered, her eyelids heavy with lust as she instinctively rutted against Sharon’s lap on the strap on.

It took a couple clumsy, lust fuelled thrusts, but seconds later they had found their rhythm, Sharon’s hip lifting up as Alaska slammed herself down.

It was rough and hot and a thin sheen of sweat starting forming around Alaska’s hairline, but that was the last thing on her mind. Sharon’s hands were running across her body, over her chest, thumbing her nipples before grabbing her hips and taking control. Alaska could only throw her head back as she gripped the headboard, pleasure coursing through her veins as a stream of lust bubbled out between her lips.

“So good, so fucking good, yes, yes, Sharon, hgn, fuck me, fuck me, don’t stop, don’t stop,” Alaska whined, sucking in air as Sharon pounding into her.

Sharon could only continue, watching as Alaska fell apart above her. She bit her lip as she watched Alaska’s breasts shake as she moved, as she flipped her blonde ponytail over her shoulder, as the gold glitter on her eyelids glistened when they caught the light.

“I love this, but,” Sharon chocked out, fiddling with the skirt’s full length zipper until it opened, “it has to go.”

Alaska tore it from her body, not missing a beat as she did so. Sharon’s eyes almost rolled back as she watched Alaska vigorously slam herself down onto the dildo, fully taking control as her slick folds swallowed the black toy again and again and again.

Suddenly coming to a holt, Alaska stopped, only to roll her hips around the toy in a circular motion. She whimpered, her eyes closed and her bottom lip bitten as she built herself up, knowing her climax was close and edging herself along.

“That’s right, baby,” Sharon whispered, her voice croaky with desire. “Take it all, such a good girl…”

Alaska squeezed her breasts before grabbing Sharon’s hand and pressing it against her abdomen, giggling as Sharon realised what she could lightly feel.

“You feel so fucking good inside me, so big inside me,” Alaska whined as she massaged Sharon’s palm against her soft stomach, before her face went serious and her tone dropped. “Get on top.”

Sharon was more than happy to. Without pulling out she held Alaska’s body to hers and rolled them backwards, Alaska’s back against the sheets as Sharon settled on top of her.

“Hgn, I’m close, I’m so fucking close,” Alaska whined, sucking her middle finger’s tip before rubbing her throbbing clit, only to have Sharon grab her wrist and pin it against the bed.

Sharon relentlessly thrusted into her as she buried her face against Alaska’s neck before kissing and sucking at her soft flesh, leaving a hickie in her wake.

Alaska cried out in pleasure, Sharon’s thrusts, her weight against her and her hot breath on her skin overwhelming her. Her eyes rolled back as she let desire drown her, gripping onto Sharon as her orgasm exploded from her core, rippling through her spread thighs and racing up her arched chest.

“Take it, take it,” she heard Sharon breathe, who didn’t stop her pace as Alaska rode out her high.

Moments passed, and eventually Alaska gasped for air as her climax began to fade. Her limbs felt both weightless yet heavy, while a zap of pleasure still twitched through her body. Sharon slowly pulled out, and as soon as the dildo was gone Alaska clenched, already missing its presence. Subconsciously, she moved to massage her swollen folds, but Sharon was already a step ahead. She leaned down, her wet tongue feeling incredible against Alaska’s sensitive core. Sharon’s touches were slow, soft and gentle, a contrast to before, and Alaska felt warmth spread through her ragged body at the intimacy. She ran her fingers through Sharon’s silky hair, almost falling into the spell of sleep as she did so. Looking down, she saw Sharon touching herself leisurely where the strap on used to be.

“Come here, baby,” Alaska whispered, enjoying being the one to use their pet name. “Let me.”

Sharon looked up before crawling over Alaska’s body, planting a kiss on her lips before she settled her thighs on either side of Alaska’s face. She grabbed the headboard just like Alaska did before.

“I’m so close already,” Sharon whispered, exhaustion seeping into her veins as she lowered herself down. She tilted her head back as Alaska’s tongue swirled around her pulsing bud, a whine escaping her lips as the younger girl slowly rocked Sharon against her.

Flattening her tongue, she rolled Sharon’s hips, the older woman’s slickness coating her chin as her tongue circled her entrance before dipping inside. Sharon whimpered at the pleasure, thrusting against Alaska as her orgasm built. Getting off before and watching Alaska unravel around the strap on was enough, so it wasn’t surprising when she began to shake, her thrusts becoming erratic as her climax approached. Alaska moaned around her clit before flicking her tongue through her swollen folds, knowing she was close and pushing her over the edge.

“Ah, fuck, fuck, right there—“ Sharon managed before her climax hit her, a surge of euphoria rushing through body as she came, her dishevelled blonde hair falling around her shoulders.

She panted as she crawled her way back down Alaska’s body before collapsing on top of her, making the younger girl giggle. Their lips met, a string of long, lazy kisses helping them drift off to sleep as their bodies tangled together in a jumble of naked limbs. Happiness hummed through their veins as they realised this was just the first day of their entire week together.

#rosie #sharon needles #alaska thunderfuck #shalaska #cisgirl au #au #smut #extra credit #lesbian au #rpdr fanfiction #college au #student/teacher

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t-shrt · 4 years ago

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many tag games !!

ty to the one n only ms @luvdsc for giving me fun stuff to do💘💘💘💖💖

TAG GAME 1: first and last tag

rules: post the first line of a wip as well as the last line you’ve written so far! (well would u look at that.. i actually got answers for this one)

wip title: tis a [11.06 pm] timestamp first line: “Wanna drink?” last line: “Aw cmon, whatever, I just want to feel good,” You say, “You were asking me what’ll make me feel good, this’ll make me feel good.”

TAG GAME 2

rules: create a mood board of your aesthetic using the app shoplook!

(i rly ended up taking much more time making this than i thought i would’ve lolll)

TAG GAME 3

what do you prefer to be called name wise? in general? tiara :)

when is your birthday? 11th aug!

where do you live? australia

three things you are doing right now? listening to music, laying on my bed, checking my messages

four fandoms that have piqued your interest? other than nct, i’m sorta dabbling in skz content too, other than that a buncha other anime stuff probs how has the pandemic been treating you? thankfully .... think i’m doing better than i thought. anxiety’s there but i’ve had tons of time to reflect on a lot of things & address things that actually matter to me a song you can’t stop listening to right now? motive by ariana grande + doja cat 😬 recommend a movie. i’m gonna be that person and say eternal sunshine of the spotless mind cos i actually Love that movie how old are you? relic

school, university, occupation, other? i used to study psych, became a typical office lady, n now studying to become a teacher do you prefer heat or cold? cold 10000% name one fact others may not know about you? orange marmalade is my favorite kinda jam. interestingly enough i also love sweet citrusy kinda notes in perfumes are you shy? i dont think so lol. i just don’t talk too much sometimes when i don’t really feel like do you have preferred pronouns? she/her biggest pet peeve? people who take themselves too seriously.... i mean like, the big ego, self entitled kind u feel what is your favorite “dere” type? oh god lol. not sure. all deres r created equally rate your life from 1-10, 1 being really crappy and 10 being the best it could ever be. maybe around 8 at the moment? lol i’m pretty content with the way things are which is pretty rare these days what’s your main blog? this one lol list your sideblogs and what they’re used for. i literally wrote a hormonally charged, heavily symbolic, almost poetic 5k hyuck fic n dipped over on @m88n lmaooo. might write more though

is there anything you think people need to know about you before becoming friends? oh yeah definitely lol. im bad at responding to little things, like texts and such. its cos i’m really greedy with my own personal space...it’s really not a reflection of how much i care about u

TAG GAME 4: urban dictionary

rules: search your name on urban dictionary and post the first result

(lmfaoooo why the hell is it this long but thx i guess codyislit)

TAG GAME 5: 15 questions

nicknames: tiara, ti, tir, titi, tirara

zodiac: leo sun, aquarius moon, cancer rising (yea thats right im the kinda person that’d tell u all 3)

height: 5′2/157 cm

last thing i googled: rendezvous at two play with me lyrics

song stuck in my head: motive - ariana grande + doja cat (i know i know)

number of followers: i think below 300

amount of sleep: 7-9 hrs

lucky number: 8

favourite song: eternal sunshine - jhene aiko

favourite instrument: bass guitar

dream job: published artist

aesthetic: black, streetwear, lace, starry nights, flirty night outs

favourite author: don’t have one nowadays

favourite animal noise: lil squeaks from small animals

random: i appeared in NHK japan national morning news when i was in grade school lmfaooo

TAG GAME 6

rules: tag people you want to get to know better/catch up with and answer these questions

favorite colour: 1# blue, #2 black

last song I listened to: my hair - ariana grande (i’m currently listening to her album alrighttttt)

last movie I watched: blackpink’s documentary

last show (completed): bakuman season 1 good shit

currently reading: yikes i should continue reading the stuff i have in my kindle

currently watching: bakuman s2, jujutsu kaisen, haikyuu s5

currently craving: banh mi LOL prolly gonna get one shortly after

currently working on: uni essays + sumthin w my bro in law lol

currently playing: nothing ;____;

sweet, spicy, or savoury: sweettt but love all 3

tea or coffee: tea pls. i drink tea everyday now lol

TAG GAME 7

name: tiara

pronouns: she/her

height: 5′2/157 cm

sexuality: bi w more pref twds men

nationality: indonesian

favourite animal: cats😍😍😍😍

favorite ice cream flavor: i luv my choccy

favorite fictional universe: this is difficult ........... naruto? harry potter?

average hours of sleep: 7-9 hrs

last song you listened to: obvious - ariana grande

last movie you watched: blackpink’s documentary

last thing you searched up: hearteyes emoji lol

cats or dogs: CATS

dream job: published artist bruh

when you made this blog: sometime in 2013

why you made this blog: everyone else ws using tumblr n i thought hey ill try tht thing everyone else is doing

reason for url: i love shirts. haha jk .... its a pun lol

#tag game #tag #💬

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hqrbinger · 4 years ago

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ty for the tag <333

→ Why did you choose your url?

wellll, im not entirely sure... i mean, the harbingers in genshin of course, and i wanted it to be kind of aesthetic in a way? i am also a big fan of scaramouche so maybe that had some impact on it as well LMAOO but all in all, aesthetic, edgy, and genshin related <3

→ Any sideblogs?

not atm !! i was thinking about maybe making one for art, but id rather not have to manage multiple blogs

→ How long have you been on tumblr?

i have been here since 2018 !! not on this blog, but i used to have a few back in the day where i would post shitty fanfic my middle schooler ass would write.... dark times. but ive had this blog since january or so !!

→ Do you have a queue tag?

being completely honest.... i still have no idea how the queuing thing works... so no i dont LMAOO

→ Why did you start your blog in the first place?

one of my close friends encouraged me to post ginger, my first xiao fic, that i originally wrote just to send to her... i abandoned it for a while since i didnt have anything to post due to school, but one of my moots ( hey u mf @alonelysimp) was super active, so i became active again hehe

→ How many followers do you have?

i just hit 45 !!! i want to give every single one of u guys a big hug <33

→ How many tumblrs do you follow?

34 !! all genshin creators and a few art blogs <3

→ Have you ever made a shitpost?

i think 90% of my posts are shitposts atp....

→ How often do you use tumblr?

tumblr is open 24/7.... i check it almost every 10 minutes.... i should probably take a break every now and then LMAOOO

→ Have you ever had a fight/argument with another blog?

i mean, besides the horrible harassment (/j) i get from bestie dango, every now and then, i have not had any bad experiences with a blog <3 (ily LMAOAOA)

→ How do you feel about 'you need to reblog' posts?

if it's something important, of course i'll rb it, but usually i dont see those posts on my dash

→ Do you like ask/tag games?

I LOOOVE THEM !!! please, tag me in literally any tag game (and id love to start doing ask games in the future) but yeah, sometimes i don't have anyone to tag mainly bc im nervous to tag moots i dont interact with that much <//3

→ Which one of your tumblr mutuals do you think is tumblr famous?

im not really sure? one of my favorite things about tumblr is how they dont publically display follower counts, so im never really thinking about that kind of stuff <3

→ Do you have a crush on a mutual?

u are all wonderful and amazing lemme hug u <33

tagging: @hushyouu + @teyvattales <333

hello hello i was tagged by the ever wonderful @ladislavaa for this tag game!! tysm for the tag i care you so much 💕

-> why did you choose your url?

hoo boy. there’s about... three different references in it, ones i’m not quite willing to explain because i will out myself as a enormous nerd. but it’s subtle enough that most people won’t get it so it’s ok. so i chose it because of the amount of references i could fit in it without it seeming overt.

-> any sideblogs?

i have. a lot. if you look at my bio for my main, there’s a list of sideblogs i have. a dead writing one, some dead ask blogs, an au blog i need to get back to now that school isn’t actively kicking me in the face... and a dimitri one from fire emblem that’s currently thriving now that i’ve revived it. anyways i have a lot of dead ones but i’m fond of them so they’ll stay there.

-> how long have you been on tumblr for?

since july of 2018! the three year mark of my time here on tumblr is coming up and i honestly didn’t expect time to go by so fast. sure i haven’t been here as much as other people, but i’ve enjoyed my time here! for the most part.

-> do you have a queue tag?

nope! not for my main! my ask blogs do, but not this one.

-> why did you start your blog in the first place?

honestly i just wanted to find a place that was fandom-centric so i could meet more people who had similar interests to me. it sounds so cheesy now that i think about it, but i really did just want some friends who had similar interests as me because a lot of the ones i had at the time didn’t.

-> how many followers do you have?

244 as of right now! but i know a good chunk of them are p-rn bots that i’ve reported and blocked over the years, so i’m not sure if that’s an accurate measure of my followers or not. i don’t know why so many people follow me anyways i just spam reblog things lol.

-> how many people do you follow?

336 currently, i kind of have this ‘if i like them, i’ll follow them’ mentality and hope i don’t come off as weird to the people i start following randomly.

-> have you ever made a shitpost?

oh yeah, probably. i’m not very well known for making original posts though, so they kinda just sit in the void that is my blog. i don’t mind, it just means that people won’t see the silly little clown words come directly from my brain.

-> how often do you use tumblr everyday?

probably more than i should. i’ve noticed myself spend a lot less time on it recently, but that’s probably because i’ve been busy. i don’t spend all of my time here though, and that’s good enough for me.

-> did you ever have a fight/argument with a blog before?

ehh, i wouldn’t call it a fight. a little spat here and there, maybe, but that hasn’t happened in some time and at this point i’d prefer not to get involved with people who aren’t worth the effort.

-> how do you feel about ‘you need to reblog’ posts?

i don’t really like the idea of them because of how much guilt tripping they do. sure they’re about important topics, but there’s better ways to raise awareness than to guilt trip people into talking about it. they make me anxious if i’ll be honest, and that’s not great.

-> do you like ask/tag games?

oh i LOVE those, please if anyone wants to tag me in stuff or ask me questions please go for it!! i love talking to people here and interacting in general! i won’t judge you for wanting to ask me stuff or anything, honestly i feel like the weird one for being so enthusiastic about it lol.

-> which one of your mutuals do you think is tumblr famous?

oh for sure i think it’s @/kiiingsnake and @/jamblute. i honestly have no idea why they’re my mutuals and i’m too afraid to tag them in anything (including this). ;-;

-> do you have a crush on a mutual?

eh, no. i love my mutuals, but as friends. also i’m on the aro spectrum so attraction who?? they’re all wonderful people though and i appreciate them.

and that’s it folks! thanks for letting me ramble (somewhat) unprompted. i shall tag @pecha-cake @blackcliff-typewriter @doriduckdoodles @agent--shade and anyone else who wants to do it!!

#⊹·%SOMEONE TAGGED CURSE!#°.✩┈┈∘*curse does things #⊹·%WHITE SPACE #⊹·%HEADSPACE

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whitewolfofwinterfell · 8 years ago

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Stelena fanfiction recommendations

A list of fic recs has been requested a few times over at my sideblog (hellyeahstelena), so here it is.

All stories are written in English.

All stories are complete.

Each story has the rating, word count, genre, summary and a little personal summary from myself.

Most of them are years old and set during the early seasons, but unfortunately, there are very few Stelena fanfiction writers that are still writing.

There are a lot of one-shots since there aren’t many long/multi-chapter stories out there that are actually complete.

I’d recommend checking out this post, which is probably the most comprehensible list of Stelena fic rec’s I’ve come across. I could’ve included a lot more fics on this list, but most of them are already listed on the above list, so go check it out. It includes some of the best Stelena fic’s/writers out there.

A Dream and a Prayer - StelenaIsMySunshine

“Elena’s vivid hallucination/dream reveals the nature of her deepest desires… A bittersweet Stelena one shot.”

Rating: M || Words: 1,723 || Genre: Smut

Set around the time of 5x16 when Elena was infected with the Ripper virus and hallucinating. Mostly smut, and as the summary says, this is pretty bittersweet, meaning, there’s no happy ending to be found here.

A Lazy Summer Day - ariadne melody

“ “It wasn’t easy to get out of bed in the morning.” Stefan and Elena have some fun during the summer. Oneshot.”

Rating: M || Words: 1,720 || Genre: Smut/Fluff

Just a simple fluffy one-shot of Stelena enjoying quality time together during the summer and getting caught up in their passion and love for one another.

A Place Called Home - ariadne melody

“ “He’s not you,” she whispered. ”

Rating: M || Words: 2,524 || Genre: Angst/Smut

One-shot set sometime in late season 3 before 3x22. Elena is in bed with Damon but can’t sleep and soon finds herself in Stefan’s arms. Very angsty.

Autumn Leaves - chinocoop81

”Post 4x02, right after the memorial scene. “She had broken him with her lies, and he had broken her with his truths, and together they were just a pair of vampires wishing they could just go back.” One shot.”

Rating: T || Words: 1,833 || Genre: Comfort

Pretty emotion-heavy one-shot whereby a vulnerable and sad Elena takes comfort from Stefan. Very sweet and romantic.

Bonded For Life - ICURAQT2

“Alt S4 cont’d unsired! Please review! Original premise: Here’s what might be happening in Mystic Falls post 409. Inspired by Stefan finding out about certain DE shenanigans and a vision of what it might be like when the sire bond can truly be broken…because I don’t think what Damon told Elena to do at the end of 409 truly did enough to break it.”

Rating: T || Words: 190,102 || Genre: Angst

A multi-chapter story (39 chapters to be exact) which is an alternate take on season 4. A lot of angst and drama. Be warned, this ends on a cliffhanger.

Chances Are - veraflynns

“AU spin of the end of 119. Stefan catches Elena trying to stab him with the vervain dart and makes it known he isn’t happy about it.”

Rating: M || Words: 4,433 || Genre: Angst/Smut

An alternate take on the end scene of 1x19. After Elena tries to stab Stefan with the vervain dart, things get heated and one thing leads to another. Basically just shameless smut.

Hold My Hand - electricsymphony

“Perhaps our ingrained longing for love is really just human nature’s way of itching at the seams of its most profound evil to find someone in whom it can realize the truest embodiment of acceptance; a mesmerizing twisted fun-house mirror whose depravity reflects and echoes the darkest crevices of its own soul. AU post-3x22; dark & unconventional Stelena.”

Rating: M || Words: 4,242 || Genre: Smut

This is an OOC AU where Stefan teaches a newly turned vampire Elena to feed. Has a very Datherine vibe.

Holding On - C7

”Just one more Stefan and Elena one shot.”

Rating: M || Words: 7,248 || Genre: Smut

Set during the porch scene at the end of 4x04 where Elena returns home to Stefan after learning how to feed with Damon. A vulnerable and sad Elena leans on Stefan for comfort which inevitably turns into a passionate and steamy encounter.

I’ll Be Home For Christmas - chinocoop81

“It’s Christmas, and Elena realizes where home has been all along. Stelena. Slight spoilers for 4x09. One shot.”

Rating: T || Words: 2,497 || Genre: Angst

Set immediately after 4x09, Elena realises she made a mistake and leaves Damon at the lakehouse to go and find Stefan to make things right. Starts out pretty angsty, but has a happy ending.

Let The Right One In - Moonlit Tides

“With the recent discovery of the sire-bond and the revelation of the cure looming, Elena, Stefan and Damon are forced to question their relationships and are faced with their greatest challenge yet, as they embark on a journey that could potentially change their lives forever. Re-write for season 4, with focus on the triangle (Stelena endgame).”

Rating: M || Words: 249,888 || Genre: Angst/Smut/Everything

This is my story (I know I’m so narcissistic including my own on here, my bad) and the longest one I’ve ever wrote. It includes the full ensemble cast and really does have a bit of everything, but particularly lots of drama. Not one for those that are extremely anti-Delena since there’s focus on the triangle. Lots of Stelena angst (there’s even a mini AU sprinkled in there for that bit of fluff) and does contain smut.

Never Again - NeuroticFiction

“What I hope will happen during Stefan and Elena dancing in 4x19. Elena thought she had everything turned off for good, but are her feelings for Stefan stronger than no humanity? Stelena oneshot.”

Rating: T || Words: 1,617 || Genre: Angst

Set in 4x19, Elena’s dance with Stefan leads to an awakening of her humanity. A short but satisfying take on something all Stelena shippers believe should’ve been canon. Angsty.

Perfect Match - Vampire00Diaries

”Stefan and Elena are best friends in high school who are both secretly in love with each other. What happens when they have to pretend to be a couple? Will their romance rise, or will their friendship fall? AU fic. STELENA!”

Rating: T || Words: 53,294 || Genre: AU

Very sweet story whereby Stefan and Elena have grown up together as best friends and slowly come to realise they’re in love. This is a great story if you want to just read about Stelena since 99% of it’s focus is on their relationship. Quite fluffy and romantic with occasional drama sprinkled in.

Snapshots of Me & You - HufflePuffPatronus

“A series of drabbles revolving around Stefan and Elena living the life that they deserve.”

Rating: M || Words: 1302 || Genre: Fluff

This contains two drabbles focused on a future human Stelena. Short but sweet with lots of fluff.

Tearing You Apart - electricsymphony

“Under the bright lights of the city of sin, thoughts get muddled, actions are severely impaired and inhibitions are reduced to nothing more than beads of sweat trickling down your body. And sometimes, the heat of bodies pressed together can surface past reflections and bring about surprising new revelations. A short little smutty Stelena ficlet.”

Rating: M || Words: 959 || Genre: Smut

A smutty one-shot involving masturbation. There’s no plot, but as the author makes a good point of, this fandom could always use a little more of this.

These Mornings - stelena-diaries

“To Elena, these mornings were perfect. STELENA.”

Rating: T || Words: 867 || Genre: Fluff

An adorable drabble that showcases a very happy and in love Stelena. Basically just pure and utter fluff.

WRITERS

BePassionate024 - Has a tonne of Stelena stories of all kinds and although, there are occasionally spelling/grammar mistakes within her writing, she is very creative with her ideas/stories and great at capturing the essence of Stelena.

Future Memory - One of my favourite Stelena writers. I’d reccommend all of her stories, but particularly her more recent ones as her writing has improved vastly from her first stories.

zalrb - Her writing style is fantastic and I’d recommend reading any/all of her fanfictions. Most of them do contain smut, so a warning for those of you that don’t like it. You can also find her FF account here, but she primarily shares her stories on her Tumblr blog.

And on a final note, you can find all of my Stelena one-shots here, and if you have any Stelena fic requests feel free to send them my way and I’d be more than happy to write them for you.

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