#oopsies didnt see this until now

[overwhelmed-overweight]

Alright, can we take a second to clarify what a binge is?

As someone with BED I'm so sick of seeing "oopsie doopsie I'm so fat, I binged on 3 slices of bread uwu" because it diminishes the struggles of people who ACTUALLY deal with binge-eating. And yes, I'm 100% gatekeeping, this shit is getting so out of hand.

Let's look at the definition of a binge:

Notice the keyword in all of these definitions: EXCESSIVE

A binge is not

Eating a normal sized meal and regretting it

Going past your calorie limit for the day

Just eating quickly

Eating until you're full (or just a little past)

"Oh nooo, I had 2 apples in 1 sitting, I binged so hard 🥺👉👈"

It's really fucking damaging to a lot of people when you try to make binge-eating look dainty and quirky.

I have functional control over my binges now so they are nowhere as bad as they used to be, but they were horrifying in the past. My binges entailed panic and a total lack of control. I've been in the midst of a panic attack while stuffing my face more than once. I've had many blackout binges in my life where I can't even recall having binged, but the evidence is all right in front of me. I've woken up with a bruised stomach lining, making it excruciating to even sit up for days. I've gotten lightheaded from eating so much and so fast that I'm not taking enough time to breathe. I've thrown up blood, bile, and acid after binges before. I've eaten so much that I've had to throw up, not in a purging way, but because the food physically isn't fitting in my fucking stomach. I'm so lucky I never ruptured my stomach, I honestly don't know how I didnt. But despite everything, no matter what, I would be right back to eating in as little as an hour. It's a vicious fucking cycle.

It's. not. fucking. cute.

You will KNOW when you have binged. Sure, it can look very different for different people, but the fact remains that there is a MASSIVE fucking difference between an actual binge and just eating a lot. Binges are often the result of an emotional AND physiological impulse, not just emotional eating.

Please just be more considerate with your wording the next time you go to tell everyone that your life is over because you ate a fucking granola bar.

[gamblersdoll]

im the anon that asked for the previous tiktok trend with katsuki.. (iloveditsomuch)

can you do the one where katsuki keeps copying your snaps, so you sent him a snap doing an arm flex and he copies it? or it could be the other way around, so he snaps a pic of him shirtless? i love your work sosososomuch

uh oh! double ask time!

snap!

your eyes pay attention to the notification on your phone, ‘geezer sent you a snap!’ and you snicker, probably him just sending another video of him working out.

but no, he actually just sent the same photo you sent, a picture of your eye. of course he saved yours to the chat, and you reciprocated his , too. but an idea pops into your tiny brain, sending him another snap of your lips.

snap!

you giggle when he sends you a snarled lip photo, trying his damnest to mean mug you.

you aim the camera to your chest, a little bit of your softly pressed breasts playing peak a boo with the camera. immediately, he opens it, saves it, and then radio silence for the next five minutes.

snap!

the message sends through on your phone, a reciprocated photo, but him saying ‘put them away, slut.’ captioned on it. you giggle, an idea somewhat popping into your head again.

you send a video of yourself with a string wrapped around your bicep, flexing the muscle until you couldnt and it only slightly stretched the string. you look pitiful, katsuki sending a laughing emoji in the chat bar.

‘you cant do it either, king explosion whore.’

snap!

and what do you know? he sends a video of himself with some string on his thicker bicep. he didnt need to flex then for it to be huge, but boy oh boy. he finally flexes his arm, the string popping and leaving a small mark that fades instantly.

‘gasps!’ you message him.

‘who the fuck gasps over text.’ he messages back, getting a ‘your girlfriend does :3.’

however, what he doesnt expect is you to snap him a photo of your nipples. he immediately turns his phone away, hoping no one saw his girls’ tits on his phone. he looks back though, eyeing the metal bars through what he knew were sensitive nipples. fuck— why now, stupid girl?

snap!

he sends you a photo of him, a snarl on his face and red ears. he was flustered, because he still had another five hours on the job. ‘are you trying to get fucked up?’ the caption says, his eyes in a glare.

‘maybe, dynamight. :)’ you send back, a photo revealing your happy trail and your underwear slightly showing your bikini line. he knows whats next, either you stop the show or you continue with it.

snap!

your hearts racing, but you open the message to see him sitting— probably on someones roof and the camera pointed to his legs.

however, someone— no, something was waving at you through his trousers, the caption labeled ‘not much time left.’

you bite your nail, pulling your panties off and snapping him a photo of your soft folds. you felt a little embarrassed, reviewing the image and realizing you probably havent shaved in maybe a couple weeks. but.. you knee katsuki wouldnt mind, somewhat being into it.

the next photo from you came with you deeply arched, flexing your glutes deep from within.

snap!

‘and i thought you had back problems.’ the caption labeled, now a video from katsuki. he was now secluded, hands pulling his cock out from the zipper and you can tell it was semi-hard. the way it was still soft and he could squeeze the base.

your core feels warm, watching how his large hands grip his cock and some pre starts to ooze.

you could play that game.

you send your own video, spreading yourself open and clenching on nothing, the ring of muscle pushing out creamy white. the only difference? it was two hours later when he sent his own video.

‘i hope you know shitty hair saw that.’ he sends you, his bitmoji sitting over the message.

‘oopsies’ you send back, but he immediately starts to type.

‘hope you’re your ready when i get home.’

[kessellluvr]

˗ˏˋ my girlfriend´s girlfriend ´ˎ˗

pairing: lottienat x reader

summary: lottie wants to try something new and decides to ask nat if she wants to join in fucking you ; of course nat agrees!!

note: this is just straight up smut.. oopsies

"Dont be shy, honey." lottie´s warm breath flew over your ear, her fingers deftly undoing the clasp of your bra to reveal your pear shaped breasts, nipples hard due to the cold air in the room. Nat sat against the headboard, only in her sports bra and her boxers, a smirk on her face as she watched lottie undress you. "She´s a real pretty one, gotta say, lottie." your cheeks flushed a deep crimson at her raspy voice, lottie softly pushed you back on the bed, forcing your legs open. "You hear that, baby? Your such a pretty slut." lottie murmed, lips finding the soft flesh of your inner thigh. You could feel nat´s calloused hands coming to lift your upper half up against her - making you sit between her legs, a soft gasp came from your lips as her cold fingers brushed over your hard, big nipples - teasing them to even harder peaks. Your head fell back against nat´s chest as you sighed, feeling lottie tease your slit - collecting your wetness before rubbing it around your clit in an awfully slow circle. That needy whine which left your lips was all charlotte needed to hear, carefully pushing two long fingers up your wet cunt.

Nat’s hands interwined with yours, you squeezed them hard as lottie’s fingers curled up to hit that perfect spot. “Mm- more!” you whined, feeling nat place hot, opened mouthed kisses to your neck before sucking a few hickeys. “Look at you, pretty girl.. taking it so well.” nat hummed, lips trailing over your pulse point before biting down and making you yelp out a moan. You could already feel the knot in your stomach tightening as lottie’s fingers scissored inside you, making your thighs twitch and so it wasnt much longer until your first orgasm crashed over you, a long moan coming from deep down your throat as nat pulled your head back against her by your chin, tilting it up and smashing her lips against yours - swallowing your moans. You didnt really notice her hand leaving yours as she went to squeeze your breast, tugging your sensitive nipple once more - you felt another wave of pleasure ripple through you, her tounge pushing into your mouth and twirling with yours.

Lottie’s hand patted your thigh, “Good girl, mm but you can take more cant you?” you nodded as an answer, feeling lottie shift off of the bed and you could her hear rummaging through a drawer. You know exactly what she was going to grab - nat shifted behind you and you looked over your shoulder to see her attaching the strap to her hips, tilting the toy so it was aligned with her clit, that dark patch of pubes still visible, you turned your head to look back at lottie, who was also putting her strap around her hips. You felt your pulse quickening, cheeks flushing deeply. “Hands and knees, baby.” Nat growled into your eat from behind and you did as you were told - getting into position and looking up at nat, she was on her knees, her fake cock hanging tantalising infront of your face as she reached for your chin, thumb trailing along your bottom lip before pushing in. Your tounge twirled around her thumb, you felt the bed dipping behind you as lottie got in position, her hand coming to squeeze your asscheeks - she loved how they fit perfectly into her hands, how the flesh melted between her fingers.

Suddenly, nat pulled her thumb out and reached out to grab your hair “Suck it, sugar.” she hissed, pulling your head down, lips pressing against the tip of the strap before you willingly opened them and let her sink into your mouth, nat made sure to be careful, letting you lead for now. “Aw dont be that soft on her, she knows how to suck.” Lottie’s rough, horny voice echoed from behind you as she slammed her hips against yours, filling your cunt to the brink - the motion caused you to cry out, your body shifting fowards and causing nat’s cock to go all the way in, forcing you to deepthroat her. Your eyes rolled back as you heard nat’s grunt, the base of the dildo rubbing against her fat clit before she started thrusting in and out of your mouth. You didnt have to gag, lottie had trained you. But you did anyway, knowing it would turn nat on even more, lottie’s thrusts behind you also sped up - her nails now digging into your hip while her other came down to smack your ass, making the flesh wobble. You tried your best to focus on pleasing nat, while also feeling your second orgasm build. You moaned around nat’s cock, your cunt clenching around lottie’s, which painfully but deliciously kissed your cervix. It wasnt long before you felt your body shaking, nat letting out a loud groan as she came from the friction on her clit - she pulled out of you, leaving you a mess - spit running from your mouth, down your chin and onto the sweat-drenched sheets. Finally you felt yourself overcome by your orgasm, squirting around Lottie’s cock as she sped her thrusts - fucking you through your second orgasm until you were a whimpering mess.

Lottie finally pulled out, giving your ass another smack and falling back onto the bed, you collapsed down onto the sheets - trying to catch your breath. “Rest for now, pretty little thing. But we’re far from done for tonight.” Nat whispered as she cupped your cheeks and pressed a soft kiss to your lips.

[sniigura-archive]

You make me think sometimes

• Sports team! Adam and cheerleader! Reader and it's the classic

"This ones for you babe" *misses and blames everyone else*

• hes flirting with the rest of your squad yet never goes further than words?? He'll stare at you while he does it too as if you should care (the most hes spoken to you was a quick "nice tits" as he passed you at a party(you're dating now you just dont know it yet (he hasnt told you)))

- type of guy to break his nose playing a game and makes sure you're watching him get medical attention so you know hes hurt (as if everyone didnt watch him eat shit). He'll then be like "psshh it didnt even hurt" and bring up his injury everytime you're in ear shot just so you know hes that strong

- imagine a rival team member flirting with you too 🕴🕴 they're getting tackled and severely injured and will never play sports again. Oopsies

- also cheerleader! Eve too??? Locker room showers go crazy.

- Adam why do you think they have so many sleepovers?? that hitachi wand has been replaced THRICE!!

- eve is strapped and weapon (it might as well be considered one)

• adam x reader x eve

- reader who acts all tough and dom and makes A LOT of talk about being a top until eve takes complete control and RUINS the reader

- I'm talking left leg completely numb, seeing two things at once, drool, tears, and a lot of body fluids on them, in them, on the bed, EVERYWHERE!!

- you know that meme where the womens in bed smoking and the guy is shrivelled up? Eve smoking, adam shrivelled, reader astral projecting.

- those straps that can simulate ejaculation? Shes stuffing you!! Strap needs a refill? Adam steps in!! adam has become a raisin? Eve is back!! Rinse and repeat baby.

HSJAVAJAAHAH!!! this is so hot to me

being a cheerleader with eve…….imagine if she’s team captain too. omg. eve totally knows adam is into reader, she’s his ex after all. what eve also knows is reader plays for both teams and reader suspiciously always avoids eye contact with eve when they get dressed

NOT THE HITACHI WAND!!!!!!!!

adam very much is in my mind the type of guy who decides someone is his before even talking to them

i just have this scenario in mind where eve purposefully hold reader back for whatever reason and they’re alone in the showers together. just imagine reader and eve all soapy and eve finally makes her move and just making out with eve in the shower……………….GAHH

imagine adam walks in on that. maybe eve set it up maybe he wanted to finally ask reader out who knows. adam the voyeur that you can be!!!!!!!

the reason adam allowed to invite another person in bed is because he can’t keep up with his nympho gf 😭😭😭😭 they’re very much like that meme!!

god getting tag teamed by eve and adam. just them using you over and over again. they talk like you aren’t even there it’s lowkey really hot. it’s okay they make it up with a cuddle pile

[lunarleonardo]

Ooooh this chapter was INSANE!! I don't think I've ever felt worry turn to relief then back to worry as quick as I did reading this part:

I was worried at first, as soon as I saw "contact" I was like fuck yeah and then it ALL FELL DOWN AGAIN. But I mean it is YOUR fic so nothing is surprising anymore LOL also I find the term "Kokichi-brainwashing-duty" hillarious. I laughed which didnt end up good since its like 5:45 in the morning and I accidentally woke up my step-dad...oopsie!! He's been playing that song that goes aptaptapt since I woke him so uh. Im getting the kokichi overstimulation torture it's SO LOUD JESUS it's playing as I'm writing this,, end me. And oh Kokichi I feel you on the uncanny valley thing whenever i see a human look..not how it's supposed to I wanna scream and cry and now imagine seeing yourself like that. Poor kokicji end his misery :< I also had a laugh attack when they pulled out the ears and kokichi laughing did not help whatsoever so,, atleast he's not laughing alone LMAO. That quickly stopped as soon as they pulled out the collar cuz I knew damn well it was no ordinary collar. All I could think was love letter. I know it was also in M5 but...love letter is my Itty witty baby and is constantly on my mind :p This next part feels IMPOSSIBLE to explain without sounding weird but i feel like ppl on this blog know nothing here has weird intentions <: anyway when they stepped on his tummy that did it for me because like it's so perfecttt perfect whump material cuz it HURTS, it's EMBARRASSING and overall uncomfortable. I dunno I've been using that one for like years now sooo yeah!! :3 and kokichis little outburst and begging afterwards made me sob because WAAAAAUIJHHSB KOKICHII!! Now I'm giggling again just imagining drawing kokichi in his little outfit....brace yourself gang also APT IS STILL PLAYING OH MY GOD.

woof v_v

Whump that gives me Physical Feelings ,, I usually call those whumperflies :p (I think i'm using that term correctly...?). Also yeah I noticed while writing,, I have a LOT of fics where I collar my favorites. I didn't even know I had this whump preference until I started writing. @_@; You learn something new about yourself every day!

Yeah Kokichi is... he's going through a LOT right now that's for sure. Poor guy can't even get his thoughts straight and having his brain fried is NOT gonna help ;w;

It's almost over though. We're almost there!! (*^▽^)/★*☆♪ Just a few more chapters!!

[ask-jamtheimp]

Day 11 of Regressuary

Theme: Games

Charachters: Berry and @theogclownboy Zeek

Fandom: Helluva Boss

Summary: Berry learns to adapt her games to include Zeek who regresses younger than her.

Authors Note: Due to my cramps I cant sit down properly, meaning I also cant sit down at my pc properly to edit this fic with its dialouge colors. Im sorry but for the next few days I most likely wont be able to do so. I also apologize for how rushed these may seem, im having a bit of brain fog and don't wanna fall behind too much on these fics. Please be sure to like and reblog my stuff if you like it as it helps support my blog and spread my stuff to more people!

"Zeekie!"

Berry shouted out instantly as she saw Zeek, she had heard a bit about him from her friend Roxie but now Queen Bee had set up a playdate for the two of them! Once Bee dropped her off she put down her plushie peppermint to check out what Zeek was doing. He waved once he saw Berry walk over to him, right now he was playing with his toy train-set right now. Berry plopped down next to him and looked on intently. "Are you playing trains? That exciting I love trains! Do you like trains? Ooh I always wanted to be on a train before! Wait-no I wanna be a conductor of a train! Just for one day because it'll be super awesome and fun and I can ask for tickets and-" Berry began to ramble at 100 words a minute before seeing the confused look on Zeeks face. She stopped her ongoing line of thought and chuckled. "Oh-oopsies, sorry I forgot to slow down a little." "Uhm das otay...I like my twains! Dey go choo-choo!" Zeek said happily as he scooted them around the track. It didnt take long for Berry to get bored of just watching him push the train around and around though and she instead went over to the games corner and pulled a board game out, plopping it on top of the tracks and blocking the train. "Ok thats getting boring! Lets play this! Its super-duper easy and its really fun and not boring!" She said as she got on the floor and unpacked the game board and pieces. "Wait! I wanna play wif my twains though!" Zeek started to protest but Berry cut him off. "We can play trains later! Lets play this fun boardgame first!" She said as she finally set everything off and read the rules out loud.

After a long list of rules and explanations of how to play the game she points to Zeek who already doesn't seem to be having much fun. "Okay! You get to pick one of these lil pieces and thats who you get to play as!" She said as she held out the small box of little figures. Zeek grabbed one shaped like a bunny. "Ooh I wan dis one! It jus wike bunny!" Berry shook her head taking it from him. "Wait! You can't use that piece, that for another square! You gotta pick another one." She said as she pointed to one of the squares that had a bunny on it. Zeek huffed. "Buh buh I wanna play as th' bunny! I don't wanna use dese oder pieces!" He whined already not liking this game. It seemed way to strict and complicated for him. "Aw cmon theres lot of other cool ones in here! Like look you can be a cool suit dude! He kinda looks like a spy! I wanna be this girl with the cool skateboard!" She said excitedly, but once she realized that Zeek started the pout she just put down his piece on the board. "Uhm....o-okay! Thats okay i'll just choose this piece for you! Okay now we roll the dice! Here you can go first!." She said as she held out 2 dice to Zeek. Zeek, although frustrated took it from her and rolled the dice, getting a 10. "Okay now you get to cross this street and move 10 squares!" Berry said as she pushed the board towards him, now excited he was participating. "Um okay..." Zeek mumbled as he pretended that his piece was walking up the street. That is until his imagination got the best of him and he started moving towards the other place on the board. "Deres a fawm! My guy is goin dere instead!" He said as he walked his piece onto the farm square. Berry tried taking the piece from him but he pulled back. "No!" He said as he continued to pretend that his piece was on the farm petting the animals. "Buh thas not how you play Zeekie! You can't just go anywhere on the board!" Berry protested now getting frustrated. But Zeek was even more angry than she was. "Why not!?" He asked as he crossed his arms and huffed. "Because its apart of the rules! I read them all out, Zeekie!" She whined. Zeek stuck his tounge out and blew a raspberry as he threw his piece down. "I hate da wules! Its bowin and dis game is bowin! I hate dis game!" He said before he stormed off to play with his other toys. Berry tried to call back for him but it was too late. She sighed and threw her piece onto the board. What was she doing wrong? The game was fun for her but....Zeek didn't seem to understand it much....maybe these rules were too complicated for him? Perhaps she could make some adjustments that way they could both have fun...

A little bit later Berry had coaxed Zeek into coming back to playing with her, this time promising that she made the game 1000000000000000x more fun. "Okay now pick a charachter! Any one you want including the bunny!" She said. "I can pick da bunny?" Zeek asked hesitantly. Berry nodded proudly in response before picking her own piece and placing it on the board. Okay where do you wanna go? She asked. Zeek was confused. "I dont hab ta woll dat dice fingy?" "Nope! You just go wherever you wanna! And make your bunny have lots of fun!" She said happily, her tail began to wag once Zeek seemed to light up and moved his bunny to the amusement park spot. The two ended up playing Berry's new game for almost an hour! It was like dollhouse but with a board and pieces! Turns out even with a few edits to the rules the two could still have fun together.

Art by @theogclownboy

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[hoziersrealhusband]

january 29th, 2025

yoo hey... oopsies!

as we all know what the first week of classes is infamously called silly week. IT WASNT SILLY. I WASNT LAUGHING. lets start this post with a recap of all of my classes.

be 305:

this is an insanely easy class. we have daily reading paired usually with videos but they are easy reads. instead of having any midterms or exams we have daily quizzes kind of as a "test" of our knowledge along the course of the class, and its quite literally just reading comprehension. this quizzes are 70% of my grade though but so insanely easy. also the other 30% is literally just attendance, we have games and surveys that we do through a program that is called moblab that we will get an A on literally as long as we show up

entr 410:

it was a running bit ive heard that business students have coloring sheets due at 11:59pm but didnt think it was true until i had to draw something for this class. this class will def not be as easy as my other business minor class but this professor is amazing. she has a really great rate my professor score for classes she taught on entrepreneurship, the only bad scores being from bus 150 which is basically just people saying she made them watch too many videos. she has a really good way for doing the entr class though and i think ill be able to get a lot out of this class

engl 306:

the professor that was in indonesia is back! that is absolutely going to be my hardest class, which is really just because of the amount of reading that we have to do for it, which i knew was going to be apart of the class (thanks previous prof for the warning). WHICH ISNT A BAD THING! ive heard so many really great things about him, hes been at my school for such a long time now and has great things online about him all of the way back to 2015.

engl 351:

didnt post his canvas page for a week. its ok its sounds confusing af tbh and i would probably get so frustrated. but ANYWAYS! it seems like a really fun class. i love fiction writing so i think it will be a good creative outlet.

art 132:

as we can see im kind of getting tired and dont want to write this anymore because its almost midnight. BUTT. this was like my one fun class i wanted to take this semester and of course i cant do anything normally and i want to minor in it. metal smithing is just SO different from everything that i do for my major, minor and certificate and of course if i do this as a minor as well it would become apart of my regular course load. ANYWAYS. the professor is amazing. you truly are able to go into this class with no knowledge of metals at all and learn so much just within the first few classes. i havent really done anything related to science at all in a few years, and theres not a whole TON of science involved, but we get to work with a few different type of chemicals involved in giving the metals different colors, cleaning metals, etc etc.. its just really exciting to get a completely new and challenging concept introduced to me and im really excited to go further into this course and will absolutely be taking a metal smithing course next semester

OK! lets talk about other things relating to this week.

i think something im learning every single day is how to deal with bad work days. something that i really wont disclose too much on here about in the next four years (TAKE THAT AS A HINT TO WHO IM TALKING ABOUT). in the past few days this job has become kind of stressful, but for once in my entire working career, i have a really positive and supporting working environment, something i never had while working at grocery stores. taking things one day at a time there is truly all i can do right now, because i know that as soon as things die down for now with that man i told yall about earlier in this part, or if certain things he has done are put back into law, that things will be better there. the amazing group of coworkers that i have there along with my amazing bosses are absolutely people.

thats probably all for this just because i lowkey wanna get on the sims 4 rn. its 12:02am. GOODNIGHT! maybe ill do songs for each post too, let me go find one.

im really excited for her to release new music

also here is what im currently reading

the handmaids tale by margaret atwood

providence by craig willse

a small place by jamaica kincaid

it would be fun to post reading recaps/reviews on those books whenever i do finish them. i just finished reading strange pictures by uketsu a few days ago as well which was an insane and absolutely amazing book. i will try to get a book review out for that soon actually!

[duckieduccss]

im here for revenge!

do you have any specific things you'd like to share about your versions of the cyborg space chicken and goofy beetle god that you would like to share? 🎤🎤

Aaaa (1st ask in a longtime jumpscare) /j

Anything specific??? Hmmm…i think i might have some!!

First off, how they FIRST MET!!!!

To be more accurate, how they first bumped into each other by fate lol. So things do sorta go the same as for the events of Godzilla vs. Megalon. But with a twist, Megs pretty much got forced to go out & seek revenge on the people who disturbed the peace of the Seatopians (he didnt want to cuz he was in the middle of a SUPER long beauty sleep when he was awaken again). But he did so anyway, & did his best to act tough. Tho he isnt all one (but hey he tries) & does do his best & actually boosts his ego a bit after first taking down the annoying oversized robot. Gigan just happened to be chilling off somewhere else but got dragged by Godzilla actually & Gigan (being the angry short evil guy he is) goes to confront Godzilla (sizing him up; ironic cuz my Gigan is really short but will still fight literally anyone & be pushy for one until it happens lol). Godzilla isnt having it so they just leave & Gigan’s pissed but then notices Megalon trying to take down the other guy. So Gigan goes “well might as well help” & so he does. Megalon’s in a pretty good mood so they actually bond over something together (hence the iconic high five between each other). But well we know what happened. (Megalon gets his as$ kicked (traumatized for a bit there) & Gigan felt embarrassed & left; both losing the fight.

Poor Megs was actually too afraid to go back home from fear that he’d get scolded at for what he failed to do. He isnt much of a tough guy in reality even though he really tried. If anything, he wanted to make his people happy & seeing how much they saw him as their protector so it was almost more like he failed to do his purpose. Gigan ended up not actually being that far away & spotted Megs looking sad. Gigan recognized him & decided to talk to him. Megs was really nervous at first but surprised when Gigan actually apologized for leaving so soon & admitted that he had a lot fun fighting alongside him. That meant a lot to Megs in someone else saying they really wanted to be with him. He confessed to Gigan that he didnt feel as confident about his fighting & being a more confident (bug) himself. Gigan then proposed a deal to him agreeing to help him be a better fearsome kaiju by being his fighting partner. Megs happily accepted (& that’s where the giant hugs began)

(Btw Megs did go back home only for him to be really scolded by the Seatopian leader (he ended up going back to his bed curled up into a ball of disappointment)

As for other things:

Both of them have been very good friends actually. Megs actually really looks up to Gigan (as a role model) & once again ironic cuz Megs is considerably bigger than Gigan but ofc his ego & boosted overwhelming confidence is much more. Gigan does also have a soft spot for Megs. He’d be very mean or arrogant towards others but the moment he’s with his best buddy, he’s quite literally a different person. Megs is really a sweet guy as well & will sometimes do things (especially for Gigan) that admittedly makes him (Gigan) question things👀

Also Megs’ the best hugger ever. He’s best known for his big bear hugs (& his own love language of saying he loves you). He always does it for Gigan & even though he hates to admit it out loud, Gigan does love his hugs so much he actually craves them & even when he’s in a bad mood/having a bad day, Meg’s can usually tell & beforehand asking “Wanna hug??”

They like to goof around (either messing with the humans or with other kaiju) or do whatever they feel like (for example doing dumb “what if” experiments that cause a lot of destruction or some sorta big consequence as a result & then act all “oopsie my hand slipped😊”. They pretty much be gay & do crime (as of now they arent aware of the first part dont tell them that yet)

Both are very good “friends” right now but wont be much of a surprise until things get more between them both

Also may i mention too, Meg’s level of imitation so far is as much of enough to make him feel more brave to not sleep with the night light on (but both him & Gigan are working on it)

Anyway that’s the end, i do intend to go more into each one eventually (about how I interpret them ^^)

[snarky-bee]

for moxie: empress reversed, death reversed, world reversed. for renata: star, chariot reversed

For the artist formerly known as [redacted], Moxie nolastname:

The Empress in Reverse: When has your character felt dependent on another?

ahaha omg wow you have found The Thing. Very easily dependent on another actually. Home life: shit. Just wants to feel like at least someone is looking after her. Ran away from home, fell in with a couple of teens that promised shelter as long as she contributed money and they got her hooked up with running scams and grifts and thefts with them, did not feel she could make it on her own, despite it not being a very *nice* situation stayed with them until the great Badgering incident of [insert date here].

Ayla entirely yes. Moxie started a whole ass business and still only saw herself as being able to have any of it because of Ayla - her home, her gardens, her rescue. Without her what would she be, where would she go.

Duvessa. The only source of her power. Is totally "looking out for me" and "protecting me". Where would she be without her lending powers, how would she have gotten this far without her. If she didn't have Duvessa she wouldn't be capable of anything.

Death in Reverse: When has your character tried to fight change?

Uh? Right now? Actively? The battle between letting Duvessa take away her emotions vs actually processing and learning to accept her own grief. She's in a change phase in her life right now and really hasn't just fully accepted what's happened and what that means. It is an ongoing fight and i fear for anything that may trigger another relapse with this shit.

The World in Reverse: What is your character holding back?

The truth. How many lies she's told herself in the course of making it this far in the adventure.

For Renata Calabria:

The Star: When has your character been most hopeful?

three months after they parted ways, agreeing they wouldn't see each other again, Ari saved Renata's life. A mere 24 hours after nearly dying, Ari forced a confession out of her (oopsie) about how her last partner in the Crows died. They thought it was about like, work partner, but it was her partner, and her lover, Carmen. And she had to admit to killing her own lover. Renata did it. Then got essentially promoted for it.

And she's hated herself for it ever since. but Ari heard it and was the first to tell her that it wasnt her fault, that they wanted to be with her, and that if she ever wanted to talk about it, they would do their best to listen. turned out, she wasnt a completely unloveable monster after all. brought hope for a future where she wasnt as lonely as she had been the last 3 years.

The Chariot in Reverse: When has your character’s pride or arrogance been their downfall?

Re: Carmen. See, the guildmaster told her that carmen had betrayed House Calabria. He lied to her. it wasn't the whole truth. He wanted to see what she would do if she didn't know that they knew she had a romantic thing with carmen. and renata believed him fully, thinking herself the perfect crow but carmen the one to slip up, the one to get angry in training, to complain the loudest. she never thought they actually could have been caught by anyone. it didnt cross her mind. this was carmens own fault and she was pissed at her for it. how could carmen do this to her.

and it was in her own arrogance assuming that she was somehow better, smarter, more loyal, that she bargained additionally to get to train under the poison master of the house in exchange for her help. if she had to do this then at least let her get a reward she deserves. it would be hard on her, but she was a perfect crow, and she still would be after this.

yeah too bad she found out after that carmens betrayal was getting blackmailed. and the blackmail worked because she would do anything to protect renata

[leclerced]

I found the bracelet! I’m so relieved I didnt actually loose it just put it in a different drawer😮‍💨

Also I’ve listened to news from F1. I swear if they put Ric in Red Bull imma combust on the place. This guy needs to retire sorry not sorry. Give Liam a seat or I’ll fucking show up on your doorstep red bull. Newey’s possible contract talks with Ferrari are in kind of a dead end. The wind whispers he considers McLaren or Aaston. Rolex’ contract comes to an end. It was for 50 million. Now the company that owns the big things like LV and this shit I believe will be the sponsor. I mean in Poland we have a saying “z deszczu pod rynnę” and…yeah… Toyota wants some kind of deal with Haas but rather small one (the wind/aerodynamic tunnel? Is that what it’s called?). Possibly Ocon to Haas. What’s Ollie done in his short 19 years of life to deserve this? Hopes and prayers if it’s true

im so glad you found it !! i knew it would turn up. this post takes up my whole screen on my pc so im adding a read more for everyone's sake.

i think they should knock out two birds with one stone and retire checo and daniel, then put yuki in the rb because he's been in the vcarb since 2021, and put liam and a new driver in the vcarb seats. and if yuki doesn't do well in the rb, they can swap him and liam around so yuki can mentor the new rookie on the vcarb team or somethinggg idk.

i saw that ferrari apparently doesn't want to pay newey as much as he wants (they spent all their money on lewis?) but mclaren and aston will, so we will see how that turns out. i personally think it'd be fun to have lewis in a car designed by newey, so i still would like to see him go to ferrari but it doesn't look like it'll happen.

the lvmh group or whateverrr owns tag heuer, who currently sponsors redbull and used to be their official time keeper and had their engine branded with tag heuer until their partnership with toyota began! so likely, tag heuer will be the new time keepers instead of rolex. wonder what will happen with the redbull sponsorship, are they going to keep supporting the bulls or will they solely be sponsoring f1 as a whole?? i looked up that saying and it seems we have it here too! out of the frying pan and into the fire. it's a good one and very fitting for a lot of things currently

the article i skimmed earlier was talking about haas using toyota's technical facility in germany because they have better/more specialized equipment including two wind tunnels, (it mentioned other things too that i don't recall) and more employees, so it would all around be better for the research and development of future cars!

im so confused about ocon at haas tbh i don't know what to think about that. i genuinely forget he exists sometimes. oopsies. im rooting for ollie, i hope he does well when he gets a seat. i'd hate to see another rookie be bumped up too early ):

[hopeandvolleyball]

You can make a part 2 of when you break up with iwaizumi, akaashi???

when you move on pt 1

sequel to

genre: pure angst. pure, pure angst. fem!reader

w/ iwaizumi and akaashi

an- thanks for the request, lovely <3, also if you meant for it to be another breakup scenario oopsies but feel free to drop another ask and tell me :) thank you

iwaizumi hajime

word had been buzzing around the entire court about morisuke yaku’s new girlfriend, not that hajime really was paying attention. he heard it through the grapevine and same about her visit today but that wasn’t a part of his job. he was here to help train and make sure the boys didn’t do anything to hurt themselves. 

he was looking down at sakusa’s training routine during a break, thinking of new updates for his improvements when the door opened to the gym. he noticed the door open but didn’t do anything. most of the team burst into several questions.

“nice to see you princess.” “hi are you mori-kun’s girlfriend!” “please ignore them” “hi! i’m bokuto!” “it’s pleasant to meet you.” “you’re pretty. sure you wanna be datin’ morisuke?” “i’ll break your kneecaps, miya.”

at the commotion, hajime looked up at the group. 

oh

he felt like it had been years since he had seen you. it felt like an eternity since he had seen those eyes, and the consistent stars that swam within them and suddenly hajime forgot to swim. he didn’t remember how. if he could drown within those eyes he would have. his stomach began to twist violently and he felt the pang of guilt stabbing him. he remembered the night you separated, vividly. the arguments about how he never made time for you, him telling you to leave, and then you walking out of his life and never returning. until now. the core of the argument was how he never made the time for you, something yaku clearly could have done since you were here to visit during break. hajime watched how yaku held you, hand on the small of your back a motion that said he got you, he was here for you. it was the way hajime used to hold you. and now he would never get the chance to hold you that way again. it hurt more than he could have imagined. 

not as much as you looking up and into his eyes. 

you pardoned yourself from yaku and walked over to him. his breath got caught in his throat as you approached the bench he was sitting on.

“hi,” you greeted, sitting beside him.

“hi.” was his choked response. silent.

“it would have been weird to avoid you.”

“i know.” another silence. hajime took a breath. he needed to bite the bullet. “so. yakkun, huh?” he asked with a pain smile. at the thought of your new boyfriend you smiled so very softly. and that killed him. “when did that happen?”

“well, actually, we met the night we broke up,” you admitted, looking into your lap. a fire grew in iwaizumi’s chest. “i went to that late night coffee place and got-”

“an americano,” iwaizumi interrupted and you nodded. he still remembered. 

“and he was there to comfort me. i didn’t want another relationship after we broke up. i wasn’t ready for a commitment like that. we were engaged, hajime. it wasn’t like i was outwardly looking for a replacement. so yaku and i were friends for a really long time,” you looked up at morisuke with the softest of smiles once reserved for him. you leaned into your palm watching yaku’s interactions with atsumu. “but he loved me at my worst and i realized that’s all i wanted. whenever i was hurting and needed him he was there. always. he made the time for me and that meant more than i could have ever imagined.” and it was something hajime couldn’t give you. the words were on the tip of your tongue but you didnt want to say it. he gripped his sweatpants and willed himself not to cry.

“y/n. i still love you.” he admitted. “that night was a mistake and i never got to correct it i’m so sorry.”

“you don’t get to love me, hajime,” you responded, voice not faltering once. your eyes were trained on yaku as if you were born to only look at and love him. “i wish you nothing but the best, hajime. and if you ever loved me at all you’d wish the same for me and mori.”

akaashi keiji

truth is, after his breakup with you akaashi never moved on. he was more focused on his career and everything.

he spent most of his time at onigiri miya, it provided him a good place to work and reminded him to eat, something you were always nagging him to do.

not only this, he ended up with a good friend at the end of the day with owner of the shop, osamu.

“you look like you’re itching to get out of here,” keiji chuckled at osamu’s behavior, he continued to look at the clock. osamu blinked, a blush dusting at his cheeks at the commentary. “what’s the occasion.”

“six month anniversary,” osamu admitted with a sheepish smile. keiji blinked, only able to respond with a soft oh. “yeah i didn’t want to tell ya. i know ya’ve never really moved on from yer last girl and i didn’t want to rub my relationship in yer face.” akaashi held up his hand and shook his head. 

“no no,” he responded with a broken smile. “it’s fine. i’m not going to be one to negate your happiness. besides. it’s been almost a year. i should have gotten over it by now.” but he hasn’t, and that was the root of the onigiri twin’s message, and he knew that. in truth akaashi has never gotten over you. your ghost haunts his apartment, taunting him at every turn reminding him of what was. 

the night you walked out of his apartment for good it gave him a lot of time and silence to reflect on his relationship. things he didn’t like. he knew you were right. his business was no excuse to neglect you. him consistently playing the devils advocate when you were hurting wasn’t right. but it was too late for him. you were gone. many times he had thought of trying to find you with his tail between his legs and begging for your forgiveness. but he couldn’t do that. you couldn’t forget all he’s done, and he knew. by begging for you back he was negating your growth. but he missed you. so very much. he always made you feel like you were the bad guy in your relationship. but that wasn’t it. he was.

akaashi’s ears perked up at the sound of the front doors opening. then at osamu’s soft expression at who walked in the door. 

“there’s my buttercup,” osamu sighed. akaashi, out of pure curiosity, turned around to see his partner only to have his heart shattered. 

you. of all people osamu miya could have courted why did it have to be you. in all fairness keiji never told osamu that you were the other half of the terrible breakup he went through and he couldn’t be mad at you for moving on and finding the love you deserve. but it still hurt. he did love you so very much and now he got the confirmation you didn’t love him anymore. your love belonged to osamu. and he could never get that back. 

you hadn’t noticed keiji yet. you leaned over the counter to press the softest of kisses to his lips while he went to the back to clock out. someone else would lock up. this gave you the time to look over and see akaashi. you blinked and wanted to turn your head away from him but couldn’t.

“keiji.”

“hi.” akaashi greeted with a small smile. “congratulations on your anniversary,” he commented, putting his laptop in his bag.

“thank you,” you nodded. “i’m. i’m sorry for how everything ended. i wish it could have been more dignified than that.”

“no need. i’m the one who messed up our relationship. i realized that a long time ago.” akaashi looked to the back of the shop at the door where osamu walked into. “he’ll treat you well. at least i can rest easy knowing that.”

“hm?”

“i’m still in love with you. and i think i may always will be. you’re like a dying star, loud, explosive, beautiful where the ashes can be turned into something more. and yet i’ll still be able to see the beauty that was from earth and i will for a long time because. anyway, that didn’t make much sense. goodnight, y/n. i’ll see you around.” with that, akaashi walked out of onigiri miya. 

[all-hail-the-witcher]

5 times geralt wrote jaskiers name wrong on his coffee cup plus 1 time he didnt need to: part 1

its @natskier‘s birthday and hhh nat fucking slaps and her birthday fic accidentally became a 5+1 and yeah. here's part 1. 

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ship: geraskier, modern

warnings: lamberts a bitch, geralt has feelings, jaskiers a little shit

editing: yes

words: 1.1k

genre: slow burn adjacent cause the boys are hella fucking impatient oops

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“Geralt! Get your bitch ass up here and work the register!”

Geralt didn't even bother opening the door of the breakroom. “Fuck your boyfriend when you’re not on the clock!”

The door to the breakroom swung open and a very disgruntled Lambert glared down at him, arms crossed over his chest. One of his bright red curls fell out of his bun and hit him in the eye. Geralt had to hold his hand in front of his mouth to stop himself from laughing.

“If you paid attention, you’d know that Aiden is out of town. I’m going to the bank to get change you fucking piss biscuit.” Lambert pointed at him angrily. “If you burn the place down it’s coming out of your damn paycheck.”

Geralt groaned as the door slammed shut behind Lambert, but he still got up and walked begrudgingly to the front. Getting fired by his father would have been nothing short of embarrassing.

He made sure that his apron was tied correctly as he walked up to the register. Eskel was making the drinks, which was the job that Geralt usually preferred because it involved less interaction with the customers. But Lambert really hadn’t given him much of an option.

The bell above the door chimed and Geralt put on his best customer service smile.

“Hi, welcome to Kaer for More Coffee, what can I get for you?”

“Just a black coffee. Large. Dark roast”

Geralt punched the order into the register without looking up. Then he grabbed a cup off of the stack, pulled the sharpie from behind his ear and scribbled the order on the side. The routine was so familiar he could probably do it in his sleep. Not that he would ever admit that though because then Lambert would definitely try to get him to do it.

“Name?” he asked, still not looking up.

Whatever the customer said got lost in the noise of the shop.

“Could you repeat that?” Geralt asked, looking up for the first time and holy fuck.

The man standing at his register was abso-fucking-lutely gorgeous. He had dark brown hair that was falling in his bright blue eyes and the little smile on his face that showed off his dimples made Geralt nearly melt. It took all of his willpower to not drop the cup in his hand and keep his eyes on the man’s face instead of the bit of chest hair peeking out from his scandalously unbuttoned, peach colored shirt. It was almost like he was tryingto make him swoon.

“Jasper.”

Or at least that was what Geralt thought that he said. Eskel chose that exact moment to knock over a sack of espresso beans.

Geralt clumsily scrawled his name on the cup. Seeing that Eskel was otherwise occupied and he didn't want to keep the attractive man waiting, Geralt went to grab him his coffee. It wasn't like there were any other customers waiting.

Geralt filled the cup, double and triple checking that he had the right roast before sliding the order across the counter.

“Jasper!” he called out.

The attractive man was standing on his phone, not making any move to come and get his coffee.

“Jasper!” Geralt called out again, hoping to get his attention.

Still nothing. The man was scrolling like his life depended on it and it honestly didn't help that he had the cutest look of concentration on his face: slightly furrowed brows and an adorable frown line creasing his forehead.

“Hey,” Geralt said. “Your coffee’s ready.”

This time the man looked up, slightly surprised to see Geralt holding out the cup.

“Is that mine?” He asked, gesturing to the cup.

Geralt nodded. “Large black dark roast.”

“But you didn't call out my name,” the man said, crossing his arms.

“Yes I did.” Geralt cocked his head in confusion. “Twice.”

The man took the cup from him skeptically, spun it until he could see the name that Geralt had written on it and laughed.

“Well darling,” he said. “I didn't respond because my name isn't Jasper.”

Geralt spluttered, momentarily distracted by the fact that such an attractive person had just called him darling. He tried desperately to ignore the swell of heat in his stomach. “But you said-”

“I didn't say Jasper.” The man took a sip of his coffee and tried and failed not to wince. Geralt didn't blame him. Black coffee was terrible. “I guess I’ll just have to come back tomorrow and remedy this issue, won’t I, uh,” the man squinted at his name tag, “Gerald.”

“That’s not-”

“Oh I know,” the man smiled, taking another large gulp of his disgusting coffee. This time he couldn't hide the wince at all. “I’ll get your name right when you get mine right.”

And then he had the audacity to turn and walk out of the shop. Without putting any milk or sugar in his coffee, Geralt couldn't help but note.

Geralt stared transfixed at the door that the man had just walked out of. What the hell had just happened?

Unluckily for him, he didn't have much time to ponder that because Lambert walked through the very same door not two seconds later.

“What happened, pretty boy?” Lambert asked, opening the drawer of the cash register and putting in the change that he had gotten. “Did that door tell you that your hair looks terrible straightened? Cause I’ve been telling you that for at least the last three years.”

Geralt opened his mouth to respond but Eskel beat him to it.

“A hot guy came in and ordered and Geralt wrote his name wrong on the cup.”

Geralt turned away from the door to hide his blush. The way that Eskel said it made it sound so much worse than it was. It had been an honest mistake! It wasn't his fault that Eskel had dropped the damn espresso beans right when he had said his name!

Lambert tisked disapprovingly. “Of course the one time you manage to find someone who actually likes that mop on your head, you don't even manage to learn his name. Now I can’t stalk him on Instagram! Geralt, you really need to be more considerate of these things.”

Geralt threw an empty cup at him.

“Fuck off, you know I’m right!” Lambert groaned. “And I could get you written up for harassment in the workplace! What if you injured me and I couldn't work anymore, huh?”

“Lamb, it was a paper cup,” Geralt sighed. “And considering our dad is our boss, he would have seen straight through your dramatics.”

Thankfully, any further retorts from Lambert were cut off by the bell above the door ringing.

“Hi, welcome to Kaer for More Coffee what can….”

Geralt used the distraction to slip back into the break room. He still had another 10 minutes left on his break and he fully intended to use them to mope over the fact that an attractive man had shown actual interest in him and he’d somehow managed to not get his name.

Lambert would never let him live this down.

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[leafcabbage]

hi hello very cool tumblr user leafcabbage. i sent an ask a few days ago abt starting your fic i dont remember if i was on anon but if i was then thats me!

anyways bc i'm clinically insane i finished binge reading ycssgwtlfs this afternoon and haven't been able to stop thinking about it actually!! sometimes the it gets worse before it gets better trope isn't my cuppa but you definitely made it work so well if not for the SHEER amount of hurt no comfort liiiiikeeeee omg omg omg omg that series of chapters where ranboo was just slowly losing their grip was just so exhausting to read (shals pos so slash pos!! i mean that like it very deeply emotionally affected me!!) and i am so here for it because it made the comfort at the end so so worth it. very excited to continue w the next parts :D

i also loved the little moments scattered throughout. i want to see so much more of techno and wilbur's relationship because that is really fascinating to me. i could read a whole other fic about that actually they have a great dynamic also bc we saw both their biggest flaws come to the forefront when trying to help ranboo. its just interesting. and!!!!! woah?! whats up with big q and techno?!! intrigue moment!!!!

and even though dream was a piece of shit (btw you wrote the gaslighting SO WELL that is exactly what it feels like. i was genuinely nervous everytime i read his name because we don't know whether ranboo was gonna get manipulated until he started talking. i thought it was a great detail that dream's mood was always the first thing we learned in every scene's narration because ranboo had to walk on eggshells with him. GOOD SHIT!!!! GOOD SHIT!!!!!!!!!) i rlly hope he gets out of that clearly toxic family eventually. how dare you make me empathize with him >:[

and purpled my beloved...... idk i just liked his and ranboo's dynamic. it was cute and i really liked seeing him and punz at the end. he is in the bathroom a lot. hope the guy is doin okay. i took that uquiz you made bfore i started reading the fic and i got him, so i am just attached ig oopsies. also tubbo and tommy's roomie was such a good moment it was genuinely really wholesome and is like my new favorite long build up joke ever :D

(also ahhh sorry if its annoying that i'm sending this in ask form instead of just commenting, especially since its kinda long!!!!!! but my eyes hurt from staring at the ol screen, tumblr interface is just a lot less headachy lol, thanks for writing such a wonderful fic and i hope youre having an awesome day!)

ahh this made me so happy!!! dont worry about sending it in ask form, i love seeing the little blue dot that means i have an ask, its very exciting. this did genuinely jumpscare me (in a funny way), which sound so dumb but i open the ask box and saw a long ask and went "woah!!" and genuinely actually jumped. thought you might enjoy learning that.

long answer so

i really really work hard on making the hurt worth it for the comfort, and having enough time to have that comfort and recovery. i think it helps that im writing a full series so if something wasnt dealt with in ycssg, i have quite a few more fics to deal with it and create closure. but im glad it was worth it! and it got tiring for me writing those chapters to be honest, it draws out just a little long and that was on purpose. it doesnt end at the perfect time, like in an ideal world ranboo would have accepted help at thanksgiving and that would be the beginning of things getting better, but thats not how life works. ranboo did not willingly seek out help, and thats an important part of the story. they accepted help because they were convinced they were literally dying and didnt know what else to do. and then they were somewhat reliant on tommy and tubbo, and if that hadn't been the case things wouldn't have ended up where they were.

sorry im now just talking about my own fic, that was all to say thank you ajshdlfk

thank you with the relationship comment too! i really wanted to make it clear that everyone has a life outside of the bench trio too, so in my head they have semi fleshed out stories and lives. especially dream. theyre all real people (or as real as fake people can be) not just props

dream was such a complex character to write, and he continues to be, and i love writing him so fucking much. he's ranboo's antagonist but he isnt evil and inherently awful, he has his own life and his own problems (which doesnt make what he did to ranboo ok at all, but thats just to say that hes a person out side of it) and im glad the emotions in his scenes came through so clearly!

purpled has ibs thats canon and its because i have ibs and i thought it would be funny. love the guy, really. hes one of my favorite side characters. i love him and im glad you like him too he deserves to be liked. IM GLAD YOU LIKED THE ROOMIE i have this ongoing joke with myself that he was fridged but in like a moving out kind of way. he was uhauled. hes my favorite NPC <3

im glad you enjoyed ycssg so much!! and i hope you enjoy the next fics too!!! this ask made me smile very much so thank you for that!!

[scalpelsister]

brainstorming-

-rahadin attacks dusk elves, kills patrina during it on purpose which is what triggers said fight (character motivation shaky, but what if rahadin is both insecure AND resents patrina for introducing strahd to the amber temple? yes rahadin is evil and likely always has been, but he may resent strahds recent vamprism / his best friend/brother like figure both rapidly passing him up in martial ability ['he doesnt need me anymore'] and also have some level of distrust- mind you, strahd killed the one brother and his other best friend already, rahadin may feel hes next. it seems logical for him to blame patrina enough to kill her out of some level of revenge, thinking strahd would kill him soon regardless)

- rahadin sends a message to strahd falsifying intel- doesnt think it will work, but hopes. the dusk elves have killed patrina for associating with strahd.

- strahd comes in murder rage crazy as he do. the two of them commit genocide (no longer gendered- it just kills so many of them that only a very small number of elderly, very young adults, and kids escape to the woods (this is why the population is what it is in the book- those kids and young adults are now 450-650 years old, the elderly have long since died. some of the elves refuse to have kids just out of trauma and fear (much as people these days arent keen on kids), and those that do are few and far between- I would imagine half elves are the most common dusk elf children being born.

- he revives patrina, via necromancy, but due to the curse. kind of an oopsie. to him, reviving her was a token of genuine affection. to her, the entire thing was a betrayal- if your close friends other friend kills you, and then ur best friend kills your family and raises you from the dead but makes you a monstrous undead... yeah hard feelings may occur.

- patrina... struggled with sentience for a while. not inherently due to strahd or the curse, so much as her form as a banshee. I tend to write ghosts / ghost like undead as being foggy, disconnected. They are sentient, but they struggle with it- with staying grounded or aware. Adding the banshee element of that (dnd banshee/pop culture, not og myths) with rage, I imagine much of her early days as an undead would have been.... a bit feral. this alone would have made strahd retreat- keep in mind this is all not too long after tatyanna (in my canon at least), and so hes now just like. traumatized by both the transformation, loss of two of his best friends, and tatyanna. not that I see him as like, a cry baby, but his spirit is broken at this point- hes probably brooding in his castle and dramatically having a mental breakdown about how hes cursed and everything sucks rather than trouble shooting why patrina came up a whoopsie.

- the dusk elves become undead not long after patrina does. I imagine strahd likely raised some during the genocide because a) sounds like his brand of fucked up, and b) action economy lol. but whatever he didnt raise mid battle, rose regardless. Many of the undead encountered both in ravenloft, as well as the general area the original dusk elf settlement was, are dusk elves. They are not sentient.

- patrina has, over the years, both managed to improve her sentience, and has begun experimenting with possessing bodies. If met, one of her quests for the players may well be to help her get her body back from the crypts of ravenloft (where strahd buried her- again he viewed it as honoring a friend, she views it as theft and just another shitty thing hes done). Her goals in the modern era include: a) getting her body back, b) hurting the men who hurt her, c) freeing the other undead under his rule. She does not want to be found or known by strahd until shes accomplished regaining her body. (this is where i am taking cues from what I like of sylvanas windrunner, and I do plan to site my own fanon version of sylvie here pretty extensively for characterization. However, of note, is that patrina is much more alone- she has avoided the living dusk elves both as arrigal lives near them (she has figured out he is a spy for strahd via her own spy work), and out of low self esteem. She has tried, and failed, to help your average zombie- there is nothing to help, the spirit has already passed on into the rebirth cycle, and the body is just a body. I think she might make moves towards helping vampire spawn during the game- her big play would be escher, of course. player choice here is key imo- the more players feed into her and help her and escher, the more likely it becomes. if she is largely left to do her own thing, she may still succeed, however it may not go the way players would want. I do not want Patrina to ever be a damsel though- i simply mean that she might get to certain magical items before the party does, or get certain undead to be her ally behind the parties back. Not in a way that ruins things for the party, but frankly, if the party does not care to help her or escher, they may help each other- in that case, they may be better allies to each other than they would ever be to the party, etc.

I think... this how the rewrite makes the most sense to me. It lets me explore compelling themes (fan service to myself in how bad blizzard treats sylvanas), it lets me explore ways in which strahd IS bad/faults (selfish, quick to anger to the degree of killing hundreds on impulse, sometimes blind about people he idolizes), without breaking characterization or enforcing extra gendered violence. It sets up both sides as having points or being sympathetic, as well as potential for allyship between them, or a battle to the death. Also it lets me play as a cool undead elf ranger 👉👈

[eitelle]

hey hi, elle ✨ it’s been a while since i popped by, oopsie 😭 anywho, i wanted to say congratulations on the 200! very well-deserved for sure. (also, your blog’s theme is immaculate, no clue if i’ve said anything about it yet) and, if it’s alright, i do have a little order to place for your event ✨ (we’re going to ignore how awkward i am smh)

you know i’ve gotta ask for that romantic bokuto because i am nothing more than a simp for that man 😩💙 my heart needs a little fluff in its life right about now. i’ve got some brief info for you; we’re a chaotic duo—the type that goes on random adventures at any time of day/night. cuddly and clingy. pretty competitive with one another. however, sometimes i get overwhelmed by not having enough space and that’s a cause for trouble some days 😭 i don’t exactly have a set trope but i do like domestic type tropes (if that’s a thing)—love your writing style and any song is fine by me 💙

thank you and congratulations again, lovely! 💙💙

BESTIE HI I MISSED U HOWVE U BEEN <33 also i think this is rly funny but the meme was like not shown by tumblr bc it was like graphic or smt 😭😭 IT WAS SO FUNNY

hehe dw babe im probably more awk

EHEHEHE I HAVE SUCH A GOOD SONG FOR THIS I LOVE THE DOMESTIC TROPE (yes it is a thing) (i think) (i hope this fit your satisfaction)

the song of the day is: cant help falling in love by elvis presley (aka my fav song sjdhdiux)

im so sorry this is late 😭😭

(cw: teen pregnancy, timeskip!bokuto, baby girl named chisana (baby owl kinda))

“ Wise men say / Only fools rush in ,,

the way bokuto and you got together was, unconventional to say the least. some may say you two were irresponsible and yes, you were.

“ But I can't help falling in love with you ,,

but to you and bokuto, anything was worth it for your baby girl chisana.

“ Shall I stay? ,,

you two werent dumb or naive. in fact the two of you were quite educated and enlightened. he acted quite childish, but you knew it was because kou was just empathetic and sensitive. but that didn’t mean you two were dumb. thats why it was a shock to everyone at your pregnancy, and a shock to you when he got down on one knee.

“ Would it be a sin / If I can't help falling in love with you? ,,

of course you said no. but that didnt mean you refused, or broke up with him.

“ Like a river flows / Surely to the sea ,,

actually you started crying, nodded your head but said, “not right now. i want to wait until after our little chisana fukurō is born and we’re stable enough to get married.” he respected your decision and the two of you carried on with a baby by your side.

“ Darling, so it goes / Some things are meant to be ,,

but even before chisana was born, you knew koutaro and you were meant to be. and so, you two got married on may 16th, 2018, the half birthday of your daughter 4 years after she was born.

“ Take my hand ,,

“KOU!” you squeal as he hugs you from behind as you cook dinner. “wheres ‘sana?”

“shes playing but you wanna know what im playing?” he asks while reaching to turn off the stove and spin you, the food already being done anyways. “our song.”

“ Take my whole life too ,,

as the two of you dance and laugh in your dining room, your daughter chisana or affectionately referred to as ‘sana, comes out for dinner.

“ For I can't help falling in love with you ,,

as you two sway, sana waddles over and sways to your calf. “mommy, daddy,” she says.

“yes sweetie?” you respond.

“im so glad i know what love looks like when i see you and daddy.”

“arent you cute,” koutaro says while picking her up and spinning her. as he sets her down you pinch her cheeks. “but i think its time to eat the yummy dinner mommy made, hm?”

“ok!” she exclaims with enthusiasm, as you whisper, “youre doing the laundry today,” to your husband on your way to the table a snicker escapibg your lips.

[sharknadoslutt]

Update on Holly.

So, yall know I've tried coming back many a times, but ended up ghosting again. This has happened a few times the past year. Oopsies.

It wasa chaotic year for me to say the least. I've mentioned it a few times in the past, but for those of you who didnt know, I had to get emergency custody of my little brother who is mentally handicapped, on top of working full time. This led with me becoming depressed and struggling with mental health for the better part of the past year and a half.

Some traumatic events happened involving my brother having a break down, and trying to kill me, where I had to call the police to help me restrain him. This was about 4 months and there was a period where I was locking my doors at night, fearing for my life, as I still had to care for my unstable brother as I had no where else to house him.

I've been coping the best I can and have began therapy. My depression and newly diagnosed PTSD have kept me away socializing IRL and online.

I've had a lot of messages from beloved mutuals and followers so thought I'd update yall on what's been up.

Now that my brother is not with me and I'm trying to get in a better place mentally, I would like to return to writing here soon! Not likely until March, but I have always been at my happiest when writing (:

In happy news, I got engaged in November and my birthday is next Thursday! On Sunday, I will also be going on my first plane ride and over the ocean to Hawaii to represent my company! This is a really wonderful thing I get to be a part of and I hope it brings me back to my bearings and I can be myself again.

Anyways, wanted to say thanks to all of my loyal mutuals and followers who still send me asks and messages. I see you. I'm sorry I've been ghosting. It's been a traumatic year and I'm working on myself 💕

A special shout out to @floral-and-fine @equalstrashflavoredtrash @f--uck @jynandtonics @ct-hardcase @autisticthrawn @lord-of-thunders @overcaffeinated-creative @kyberhearts @dark-whimsy for being some of the best mutuals this bitch could ask for 😭