#posts that are purely for meeeeee

[mean-scarlet-deceiver]

Conditions were so bad that that Barrow Board of Guardians just started nope'ing out, lmao. They spent every month for two years begging London for aid to fund their local relief programs, while London kept telling them to raise their income taxes and pull themselves up by their bootstraps (the Board: we don't have anyone left to tax????? no one bloody has income?????????? the Ministry: lalalaaaa we can't read suddenly). Meanwhile the militant unemployed also kept sending deputations to the Board to demand an expansion of the relief programs, and to call them pigs when they didn't. The Board at this point was pretty pro-labour but, again, all could do is keep repeating: The city is literally gonna run out of money this year, lads. (UWM: Sounds like something the pigs of the bourgeoisie would say!) Finally in 1922 came a meeting where the UWM showed up to agitate in the hallway and the Board stymied them completely by just fucking walking out. Literally said fine, you guys run this meeting, we're done with this shit. Honestly by this point in my reading I had to cheer for them, they deserved that. It must have felt good to them too, as they then informed London that in two weeks they were gonna dissolve themselves and then the national Government could ruddy well deal with the situation in town themselves!

Apparently the national Government didn't wanna do that, coz as the deadline approached they finally coughed up some decent aid. ("Okay fine, but we're gonna bitch about it the entire time.")

[judeharoldvich]

throwing a tantrum in my room rn bc this guy who was like exceedingly camp but insisted he wasnt gay in my old high school just matched w me on hinge w gay in his profile and i cant even tell my ex best friend who knew him about it. im literally witnessing the worlds most obvious plot twist twisting before mine very eyes and i have nobody to tell who will acc gaf. kms /j

[tidesreach]

i do love how so many of us are like, i was never into mpreg until bpreg. it's just so funny to me. buck diaz exudes so much Needs A Baby In Him energy that it's created a whole movement, pregnant purely by the power of soulmate love. he's glowing and growing, he has daily reminders set for taking vitamins and supplements, he's lying with his head on eddie's lap while eddie reads out baby names from one of the twelve baby name books buck bought (chris is sat with them vetoing names like, you can't name my sibling BEAR buck), he's falling alseep with his fingers in eddie's hair, eddie lying gently on his bump mumbling soft words to the baby, he's making instagram reels and posting weekly updates, he's in the kitchen cooking at 10pm because, me and the baby are hungry eddie we need a snack, and eddie's so fond and so in love. it's beautiful to meeeeee. what a world we have created much like buck and eddie creating a baby through the power of love

[dev1lhorn3d]

hiiii i am cecily !!

this is my 2nd blog as my other got taken down but this is a little pinned post about me :3

i’m 18 years old and my pronouns are she/her! i am singleeee and looking to talk to ppl with similar likes to meeeeee^^; (this is all purely fantasy)

i am into: r@peplay, 4ge gaps, somno, cnc, bdsm, petplay, hentai & monsters, fauxcest

i am not into: piss, shit, puke etc

dms and asks always open! i always want to talk kink and meet likeminded people.

[shattered-tree-mural]

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tq translation :

Fuuuuck meeeeee I want a problematic friend so bad

I want friends that have callout posts about them I want a friend that is on DNIs 1 want a friend that makes me be on DNIs by pure association . I want to be called brainwashed because I am friends with them I want my username to be mentioned in callouts and videos about them . GRAAA!!!!!!

Is it too much to ask for ???

[reflections-in-a-critical-eye]

Omg someone got love letters from their boyfriend i wonder who it could be 🤔....oh it's meeeeee 💅💃

I was sure we'll get his weverse post cause if there's one thing he's gonna never stop doing is thanking fans for showing him love. He might not flex his b'day, his achievements but he'll always come to say thank you.

Okay but the way he said "But it feels like time has both flown by and dragged on at the same time. When I look back, it's fast, but when I look ahead, it feels slow" is exactly what i feel. Was supposed to leave when they both enlisted but 10 months later here i am lol. Never felt anyone's "I love you" the way i feel jimin's. Like i genuinely feel I'm loved when HE says i love you idk man. Too pure, too genuine never feels like he's saying it for the sake of it.

Anyways, last day of being in Fandom, hopefully when i see him on any sns next time the first thing I see is his solo concert like that's what i wish for so bad. I know it's coming for every member, when idk. So when i see him next time it should be from his solo concert similar to how i found him years ago through their clips on my ig of their variety show n all. Also hope if I open this acct in future I'll find you here but idk if that's happening or not bug hopefully.

If you get any asks from jm's partner in future letting you know already that's a fake one 😓 take care and keep loving jimin and jungkook both till however long you are here.

Anon, you stayed for a birthday letter and now it's time to move on. Perfectly understandable. The moments in which there's actually nice things happening are quite rare now, so no need to linger in the misery that is an online fandom.

Getting a lot of notifications from Jimin yesterday felt really nice, especially since communication from his side is barely existent now. Muse and then AYS?! helped, but now that there's not project on the horizon, I guess this is it.

I'm not like you though, lol. I'm hoping to see Jimin when J-Hope has his military discharge and maybe all the photos he took with his disposable camera during the trips will somehow be released and Keep Going is still an odd thing with no explanation yet....

I'm gonna still be in this limbo, while reblogging random stuff in the meantime.

Maybe we'll get to talk again in the future. Take care as well!

[ofmermaidstories]

IN RESPONSE TO YOUR POST!! you can talk hereeeee type away!! open ur mind!! blab and yap and breathe and chat!

twitter makes me mad. 🥺 more specifically: idiot takes on twitter that the algorithm FORCES upon me. 💀 i try soooo hard to ignore stuff that i disagree with purely bc there is no point in getting ruffled about it but also everyone else is WRONG‼️‼️ ALSO, i have a new fic idea BUT it needs a few details smoothed into place AND i wanna talk about it, but i feel bad bc i am so slow with my other WIPs that i don’t wanna talk about/promise something new that’s gonna take like 3 million trillion business years to appear……. but i really like this idea!!! 😭😭 i think it’d be a bit tricky to execute bc the core concept sort of depends on how much i can sell (a certain plot point) but 😭😭😭 ive already made a playlist for it 😭😭😭😭 im so proud 😭😭😭😭😭 the vibes are unforch immaculate BUT everyone i love (ie: is used to my blathering) is ignoringgg meeeeee so i can’t show it off 😭😭😭😭😭😭 help HELP

[trigun-sims-shenanigans]

the beginning of it all

hello and welcome to trigun sims shenanigans where i (@eomma-jpeg) intend to just create pure chaos and see what happens when i put the main characters of Trigun all in the same neighborhood and have them try and live mundane lives !

i will hopefully get things together and create a pinned post and a queue, but i need to get some more... content scrounged up LOL

if needed, i'll make a FAQ but i don't quite know what the common questions would be.

upcoming first will be the character introductions of the main six (Vash, Knives, Milly, Meryl, Wolfwood, and Livio) which includes:

design

life goal

personality traits

occupation

please sound off your interest and who you're most excited to see! and please if you have good sims custom content send them to meeeeee.

sincerely,

lace <3

[creatorbiaze]

Short story mini-series: Keiluvi

decided to post the mini-series lol

1 2 3 4

Videns sighs, walking to the table in the lab and setting her coffee cup down. She waves her hand while sitting down at the table, resting her face on her other hand, expression bored for once. A few papers she's been recently working on fly over, neatly stacking into a small pile as she summons a pencil. 

Before she does anything else, she checks the Celestial Pantheons' Group Chat, though she knew nothing new would be there because of the time. She leaves her phone on and face-up so she can watch the chat.

During a few minutes of silence, Videns reviews her notes about Abyssmal Draconics' natural venom, before a slight movement catches her eye, and she glances at the phone.

Keiluvi

 Hey, Videns, I see you online 👁️👁️

Videns chuckles. Keiluvi was a strange, anonymous being who'd just kinda... joined the chat one day. She's not sure how, she's not sure why, but... they did.

Keiluvi

 Don't remain silent, I know you're there you chaos spirit >:(

Isn't it late (well, technically early considering Salha) for you?? 🤨

Videns

Alright you caught me 😔

I can't sleep 😔😔☕

Keiluvi ​​​​​​

"I can't sleep" proceeds to drink coffee to stay awake 🔪

whoops *😐

Videns

no don't stab meeeeee

Keiluvi ​​​​​​

don't make me >:( 

Videns

I'm sciencing now, don't stab me 😰😰

Keiluvi

"officer, look, you just don't understand! The knife slipped from my hand, and they were refusing to sleep!!" -me explaining why I killed you bc you won't sleep

Videns

pfffft

fine I'll sleep 😔

Keiluvi ​​​​​​

yay, I can stay out of jail for one more day 😌

Videns chuckles at her anonymous friend, turning off her phone and continues to review and edit her notes. Keiluvi won't know she didn't sleep.

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Mutari sighs, reviewing information from within their computer. The Technology Spirit has the ability to travel between technology and the physical world, with programs being essentially different worlds for Mutari. The words and notes float around them, and out of pure curiosity and boredom they jump to the Council group chat.

The sudden change from surrounded by words to being in a blank void definitely jolted Mutari, and it wasn't often the chat was empty, though they could see older messages floating higher up. The messages were odd, best described as being like in-game dialogue, with the message in the bubble and the name of whoever said it in a smaller bubble above.

There was another entity in the chat-realm; a distorted and glitching silhouette of a being, sitting and drinking coffee. Beings having a physical representation in the chat-realm was quite... odd... but Mutari had grown used to Keiluvi at this point. They never harmed anything.

Mutari

Hello, Keiluvi. I see you're online too?

Mutari 'spoke', the words forming the same chat bubble that every other message does. there's no sound in the chat realm, other than the sending of messages.

The entity 'looked up', head tilted, as their own message-bubble formed above their head.

Keiluvi

yyuup

when am I ever not online tho?

Mutari ​​​​​​

good point.

Murari nods, though he knows Keiluvi won't be able to see any body language.

Keiluvi ​​​​​​

yeah

anyway whatchu up to?

Mutari ​​​​​​

not much, just reviewing some information.

Keiluvi ​​​​​​

abt?

Mutari

things 

and stuff

Keiluvi ​​​​​​

oooooo interesting

Mutari ​​​​​​

very.

Keiluvi ​​​​​​

anything more specific?

Mutari

I might share specific details if you tell me at least one thing about yourself.

Keiluvi 

I wasn't THAT curious anyway, continue on as you were

Mutari sighs, rolling her eye at Keiluvi's secrecy.

Mutari ​​​​​​

I will 

I'll be going offline again to get back to it.

Keiluvi 

have fun!

The distorted being waves goodbye as Mutari leaves the chat-realm. Keiluvi really was a mystery...

How did they even have a form in the chat realm? Only Mutari is supposed to...

Mutari sighs as they go back to their previous work.

[waterloou]

Year in review

Thanks for tagging meeeeee @theoceanismyinkwell @thiamsxbitch @ksbbb

post the top 5 works you’re most proud of that you released in 2022 (not necessarily your most popular)

Broken Parts - literally have been working on this since the beginning of 2022 (🫠hdjdjdjf don’t have much to show for it but still). It’s my baby bc it’s my first big au fic like ever and it’s a rollercoaster for me bc I still don’t know the entire plot 😂. But I love it bc I like my writing in this and worldbuilding is so fuvking fun.

All Wrapped Up In One- this is here bc it’s pure fluff and it was probably my most popular commented fic ever. I was really happy people felt warm and safe reading it bc it felt like that writing it. It made me wanna write more soft stuff like this.

How Beautiful it is to be Loved - when I get fixated on a couple in a show it’s hard to write ab anything else, so I was really excited when I wrote this because I felt like I was able to do some Justice for other characters in the series as well.

My Heart Hasn’t Felt Like Mine in a Long Time but the Closest it’s felt is in Your Hands- I love writing kid Theo and hfjfjfjf I still like reading this fic and I was pretty proud when I posted it bc my writing was starting to look like stuff I liked to read. Also this is my first part of my chimera pack series and I’m happy how it started. Also writing Theo kinda really helped me fall back in love with writing again.

Theo Concept art for ‘The Ring’- I love this bc it looks like what my physical art looks like and idk it gave me such euphoria to see that.

(Honorable mention)

List your top 4 current WIPs that you’re excited to release in the new year.

1. As the bell tolls-i can’t say too much without giving it away but it’s ab church grims and groundskeepers. Yes it’s Thiam

2. Vernon Boyd fic when he was younger-I want to explore kinda what he went through before we see him on the show bc it’s fucking heartbreaking how little we knew ab him

3. Character exploration of the chimera pack-I already have Corey and Theos posted(they’re actually in my fave fics). Tracy’s is called ‘How to spit out a false ego” (explores her relationship with her anxiety, Theo, and the Kanima) and Josh’s is tentatively labeled “just to get high”

4. I know the first ch is out for these so I’m counting them as one but (short title) of my beautiful li and the ring I’m excited to work on more

Share your top 3 biggest improvements in your writing (or art) over the past year.

1. I CAN DRAW TORSOS I CAN DRAW TORSOS😭😭😭

2. I’ve started spending more time on my art=me liking the finished product more

3. Not doing art in one sitting and splitting it up so I can look at each part with fresh eyes

(For writing I could not tell you how I improved 😂)

Describe your top 2 resolutions (ways you wish to improve your writing/art) for the new year.

1. Practice sketching more. I’m gonna see if I can do it daily and post it here no matter how bad it looks

2. Set aside time to write daily

Lastly, tell us your number 1 favorite line you’ve written this year! 

Tiny hands pressed against slowly fading raised cuts, fingers attempting to slot themselves in the creases.

^literally the reason one of my longer wips started bc I wanted to post this passage but had nowhere to put it

Tagging @veetlegeuse @s-s-southsideserpentine @humangrumpycat @bisexualterror @carmens-garden @metagalacticx @pottersfieldcustodian and anyone else who wants to participate!

[definitelynotshouting]

Allrighty, I'll just start signing my asks as 🌠 now, I am sticking around here and you can't get rid of meeeeee /pos/j

Just popping in to say that I'm so grateful for your offer to share the general notes about what happens in the fic!!! It's really kind of you, but I don't think it will be necessary, cuz I did manage to read through all of it today! I started with chapter 4, and then chapter 3, and so on. By starting from the end, from the chapters that had less focus on the pure angst and a bit more character interaction, I pinpointed which exact moment upset me so previously (end of chapter 1 and then beginning of chapter 2), and so I just skipped that part and I was all good ^.^

And I feel like your reassurance about the happy ending helped a lot too! This kind of makes the fic feel less... cold and detached from reality? In a way? I'm not sure how to word this, but learning that you are an absolute sweetheart of a person means a lot to me and made me feel safer when reading ^.^

ALSO, unrelated, but I own the exact kind of scissors you showed in the scrapbooking post, I feel like I should inform you of that hahaha

~🌠

ANONNNNNN I AM SO GLAD YOU WERE ABLE TO READ SOME OF MY FIC AAAAAAAAAA and i am SO so glad you felt safe to do so... 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ this has me legit emotional, im never exactly sure of how i come off but i always want people to feel comfortable and protected when theyre around me. Its SO important to me that people feel safe-- especially when my angst writing ventures into such dark places 😅😅😅 im glad you're doing alright and im glad you're sticking around :D and i hope you'll continue to enjoy the story as it evolves; i have a lot of stuff planned out for the healing process that im super excited to write!!!

Also HELL YEAH FELLOW GAY SCISSORS OWNER!!!!! a friend gifted me those scissors a while ago and theyve become my dedicated craft scissors. I know theyre technically for embroidery thread (at least im pretty sure they are??) but theyre REALLY amazing for cutting washi tape or trimming stickers too, so thats what i use them for (and for cutting patina paper). Also theyre just so cute.... they be a forme of creeture to me<3 i love inanimate-object-beasts :]

[blahblahwhatevz]

idk where else to post this rn🤣 but mannnn I tripped last night and one of the things I experienced was being full on sexually attr to myself and couldn't stop getting hornyyyy brrooooo😭😭🤣🤣🤣 it was the best I aint even have to touch myself or nothin, just pure sexual energy-not distorted by programming at all! SO FREEING!!! also my mind won't stop daydreaming about being sexual w an ex-almost bf LOL! he reached out and I FEEL him and I FEEL me and I FEEL our bond-romance/sex aside, we connect so well & I adore who he is! but yeah...MANNNN these feelings are stimulating tf out of meeeeee

[alovesongshewrote]

If you’re taking requests, maybe something about Doux finding the reader absolutely delirious from lack of sleep? I may or may not have gotten literally any sleep last night and although I managed to get through my morning routine pretty efficiently I FEEL my body just wiping out. I will be comatose within the hour.

Sleep, Darling | Hisirdoux Casperan x Reader

Plot:  you’ve been awake for too long and it is not doing you any favours.  Thank god for punk wizards who care about your wellbeing, amirite lads?  (Also, the pure Irony that this is getting posted at like, 2:40 am where i am, rip me i guess)

Word Count: 2,292

Warnings:  A bit of blood is mentioned in passing, the reader isn’t human and probably has adhd or smthn.�� Also, Friends is mentioned, like, the tv show, so that’s a thing!

A/N:   if you look closely, you can actually see me projecting onto this one.  I hope you got some sleep anon.

Tags:   @furblrwurblr @einahpetsyarcip @sorrels-scribbling @anxious-stitcher @alive-and-afraid @animedweeb333 @douxiesdamsel @saroski05

Time isn’t real.  It’s a social construct made to bring order to the general chaos that is human existence.  That was why you were up at 5 a.m for the second, maybe third, night in a row.  Was it healthy?  Probably not, but you didn’t need sleep, you needed answers.  Answers to what?  Who knows at this point, honestly.

You couldn’t say you were surprised when you finally noticed the late, or early hour.  You just shrugged it off and went “fuck it, all-nighter,” which was fine for the moment.  But time’s a bitch, and that moment was over pretty fast.  By noon, you were ready to collapse.  The three cups of coffee did not help.  Instead, they made you vibrate at a frequency that could quite possibly break glass.  As much as this sucked for you, it was worse for your lovely friend and co-worker, Hisirdoux Casperan.

Now, our boi Douxie was and is madly in love with you, but shhh, it’s a secret.  You also love him, and that’s a secret too.  Neither of these secrets are well kept, and the only reason you aren’t together is general stupidity.  Literally, anyone else who watches the two of you interacting can tell that you're in love.  Hell, half the town assumes you’re together already.  The other half keeps trying to get you together.  It is not working very well.  But that’s all a digression.  What you really need to know is that Douxie loves you and watching you suffer from a lack of sleep was Not A Pleasant Experience.  You were delirious, shaky, and constantly off-balance.  You could work well enough, but it was clear that your health was not in the same zone.

The final straw came when you cut your hand on broken glass.  You’d dropped a cup, and instead of using magic, you’d tried to fix the mess by hand.  That plan did not work, and you received a bloody slash across your palm for your troubles.

“Ah.  Fuck,” you said, thinking you were whispering but instead speaking at a normal volume.

“What’s wrong, love?”

“‘S nothing, I’ve got it,” you did not got it, especially not in this state, and Douxie had the good sense to figure that out.  The blood was a pretty good hint though.

“Oh, fuzzbuckets.”

“I told you, I’m toooootally fine, there is nothing to worry about.”

“Here, (Y/N), let me help you-”

“No, no, this is, this is-” it was then that your sleep-deprived brain decided to cut off your train of thought and replace it with another, more chaotic train.  You stopped talking and just stared at Douxie for a solid minute.  Or at least it felt like a solid minute.  Time isn’t real, remember that.

“(Y-Y/N)?  You alright there, darling?”

“You’re really cute, did you know that?  Like… really cute.  Steve was right, you could be a model.”

“I-”

“Also, just gonna put it out there, I freakin’ love it when you call me darling.  Like, I know you call most people darling, but it makes me feel special.  Don’t ask why, it just does.”

Douxie wasn’t planning on asking why.  He wasn’t really planning on anything.  Your sleep-deprived half-confession had turned him from a capable individual into a blushing mess in less than a second.  You always had that effect on him, but it looked like your exhausted state was giving you a bit of an edge.

“Oh, sorry, I made it weird.  Anyway, do you think if I brewed my next coffee with Monster instead of water it would wake me up?   Because I’m still tired, and it isn’t fun.”

“I- you- I’m-”

“I think I might try it, honestly.”

“Ok, how about you don’t do that,”  Archie said, swooping in, literally and figuratively, to save the day, “Douxie, can you please get (Y/N)’s hand patched up?  It looks quite painful and they’re dripping blood onto the carpet.”

You were, in fact, dripping blood onto the carpet.  That wasn’t good, “Oh, that’s- I’m sorry.”

“Don’t fret, just go do something about that hand,” with that, Archie smacked Douxie upside the head in an attempt to snap him out of his flustered state.  It was super effective!

“Ahh, yeah.   C’mon, (Y/N), let’s,,, go,,, fix,,, that.”

“Ok,”  you stood, too tired to protest, and followed Douxie into the back of the bookstore, which was literally just his apartment.  

It was a nice place.  Very cozy, very him.  It made you want to curl up and take a nap, but to be fair, literally everything made you want to curl up and take a nap at the moment.  Regardless, his home made you feel warm and fuzzy on the inside and you never wanted to leave it.  Maybe it was the interior decorating, but you knew it was because your favourite person lived there.  What you didn’t know, or didn’t realize, was that you’d just spoken your entire thought process out loud and Douxie heard every word of it.  Once again, the boy was a blushing mess.  If you were awake enough to process things, you would have found it cute.  Or you’d be dead from embarrassment, that one is a bit of a toss-up.

Fighting through his flustered state, Douxie pulled you into the bathroom and collected a first aid kit from under the counter.  While he focused on getting things done, you curled into a ball in his bathtub.  For some reason, your exhausted brain decided that sitting on the edge of the bathtub simply did not Vibe™ but sitting inside the tub was better than nothing, and so you just,,, curled up there.  Douxie was only a little surprised to see you there.

“(Y/N)?”

“D’you remember that time on Friends when Winona Ryder played a closeted lesbian?  That was a fuckin’ trip, man.”

“(Y/N), darling-”

“That whole episode is just- it’s just strange.”

“(Y/N)-”

“Hehe, Stranger Things.”

“(Y/N), love, I need to see your hand.”

“Oh, fuck, yeah, I forgot.  Here,” you sat up, extending your hand out to the wizard.  He took it, sitting on the edge of the bathtub which was fine for him to do, I guess.  Not you though, you were stuck in bathtub jail for sleep deprivation crimes.

You squinted up at his face as he tended to the nasty scratch you’d given yourself.  You didn’t have the capacity to focus on what he was doing, so instead you focused on him.  He was pretty, as you’d said before, but that was always true.  At that exact moment, his brows were furrowed in concentration, his eyes concerned and his jaw set.  His hands were steadier than yours could ever hope to be, especially since you hadn’t been sleeping.  Overall, he looked kind of mad, so you sunk down into your bath-prison, silent and waiting for him to finish so you could get back to work.

Douxie was not mad at you.  He was upset that you hadn’t been sleeping, but he wasn’t mad.  He was just worried for your health.  Your wizard did not appreciate seeing you shaking and sleep-deprived.  He didn’t appreciate it when your current state led you to injure yourself, either.

He wrapped up your hand and gave it a small pat, “Done.  Now, come on, you’re taking a nap.”

His voice surprised you.  It was gentle, calm, not at all angry like you’d suspected.  You found yourself so lost in it that you didn’t realize what he’d said until he said your name, trying to snap you out of whatever haze you were in.

“Oh, wait, what?  No, shit, I have to get back to work-”

“No, you need sleep.”

“Sleep is for the weak, I need to go-” you stood and almost fell over.  You probably would have broken something if Douxie didn’t catch you.  You hadn’t exactly expected to end up in his arms today, and despite the heat rising in your face and neck, you were not complaining.

“(Y/N)-”

“I’m sorry, Douxie, I-”

“You need to sleep.  Please, (Y/N), don’t make me use a spell on you.”

You froze for a second before a smirk crept onto your face, “You wouldn’t.”

“I-”

“You wouldn’t use a spell on meeeeee-” the smirk grew into a full smile as you let yourself go limp, forcing him to move his hands to support you better and pull you closer to him.  Was that your plan?  Maybe.  Was it part of a second, bigger plan?  Also yes.

“You wanna bet?”

“Sure.”

“I-” and then he went silent.  There was a moment of tension where you just stared into each other’s eyes, holding your breath to see what the other person would do.  Your gaze fell to his lips as his fell to yours.  For that moment, your thoughts began to wander far out of your control.  Douxie’s mind was also running rampant but in a different direction.  You were right, he thought.  He couldn't use magic on you.  As far as he knew, you were a human.  Just a mortal being who crawled their way into his life and stayed there, improving the quality of it greatly.  If there was even the slightest chance that a spell may have negative side effects, which most sleep spells did, he wouldn’t dare risk it, especially not on you.  He sighed, tightening his grip on your waist, “You’re right.”

“What?”  Oop, plan going sideways, PLAN GOING SIDEWAYS!

“I’m- not going to use magic on you,” he helped you to stand, and moved to take a step back before you grabbed his hoodie and pulled him back to you, ignoring the sharp sting in your hand.

“Ok, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, hang on there wizard boy-” you took a moment to pull yourself out of the bathtub entirely, “You can’t give up that easily.”

“Wha-”

“Come onnnnnn, make it fun, make it exciting.  Put a spell on me or whatever, just-” you went quiet for a second, but for once you weren’t distracted.  Just quiet.  You had to face facts.  Your plan had failed, and now you had nothing but the truth.

“(Y/N)?”

“Just make my brain stop.  For just two seconds.”

“What?”

“Please.  I’m running on a motor and I can’t stop myself.  I haven’t slept and I have no choice in the matter.”

“(Y/N)-”

“Look, just, take away my free-will if you have to.  Knock me out, magic or otherwise, I just want five seconds where I’m not on hyperdrive,” you were standing on your own now, though Douxie’s arms were still wrapped around you and you hadn’t let go of his hoodie, “Please.”

The bathroom was silent for a minute.  It took that long for Douxie to process what you’d just said.  You feared, for that moment, that you’d said too much.  You hadn't.  Not to him, anyway.

“Come on.”

“What?”

“Come on,” he said, picking you up, effortlessly sweeping you off your feet.

“Wait, what!?” your voice was slightly more frantic, surprise lacing through your words.

“There’s more than one way to get a person to sleep.”

“Oh-?”

He didn’t respond to your question, instead, he carried you out the door and into what you could only assume was his room.  You had no choice but to wrap your arms around his neck and cling to him for dear life until he set you down on the bed.

“Stay here, okay?  I’m going to make you some tea-”

“Wait!” you stopped him, grabbing his wrist as he turned to leave, “I’m… I’m sorry.”

“You don’t need to be sorry, my darling,” he sat in front of you on the bed, “You just need to get some sleep, okay?”

“But what about-”

“I’ll cover your shift, you don’t need to worry.”

“I-”

“Just rest, for now, love.  Please.”

“Ok,” your words were a whisper, something that Douxie could only just hear.  The next thing though, he didn’t have to strain to hear at all, “Yeah.  I meant what I said earlier, by the way.  You’re so pretty, it isn’t fair.”

He laughed at this, at you, finally seeing some humour in your shenanigans.  He relaxed now knowing that you may actually get some much-needed rest.  He stood, kissing your forehead and tracing the side of your face with a hand, rough from guitar strings and 900 years of sweeping.

“Worry not, love, you’re pretty too.”

“Hey, wait-”

“Don’t ‘hey, wait,’ me.  You are.  Now lie down, I’ll be back in a second.”

A smile crept onto your face as you followed orders.  Your emo wizard man thought you were pretty.  And he cared enough about you to let you sleep during work hours, in his home, no less.  You let yourself relax into the bed, grinning once again.  It smelled like him, like thyme and peppermint, lemongrass and sleep.  It was nice, comforting.  You could only vaguely think of Douxie as your brain finally took a fuckin breather.  It was everything you needed, honestly.

By the time Douxie came back, you were long gone, lost to your dreams and finally asleep.  He sighed a smile that matched yours on his face.  He placed the cup of tea on the bedside table before grabbing a blanket out of his closet and draping it over you.  You looked so peaceful.  Good.  You deserved some peace every now and then.

He took the cup and left you, brushing a strand of hair out of your eyes as he did.  After making his exit, he placed the still-hot tea on the counter, disregarding it for now before returning to the bookshop.

“How are they?”  his familiar asked, tail twisting in concern.

He gave a final fond look at the door before returning to business, “They’re just resting.”  And for once, you were.

[akaluan]

Can’t wait to see what you’ll do with the new crossover then! Tho tbh, if Erich is there, I’m pretty much already sold. I’m easy like that lol

Okay, you know what? This fic is going to be purely self-indulgent and I have absolutely no doubts that it's going to be appreciated by only a couple of my followers (and I don't rly care, I'm writing it for meeeeee and Ser, y'all else are just delicious bonus), so I'm just going to post segments onto WP as I get them done. No schedule, no rhyme or reason, just indulgent bullshit that y'all can chew on as you desire.

Since I already have a segment done, this is going to start literally like... now.

well.. TODAY now, I still need to set up the WP post, but expect the first segment in like a half hour

[whetstonefires]

Thank you so, so, so much for that Tony Stark post. Because, yes, exactly you hit the nail on the head: he is not personally controllable with legislation and he is definitely suffering from guilt and self recrimination but that DOES NOT MEAN you get to hurt others. He is painful to watch. I've never seen anyone articulate it so well, thank you. I ended up writing an essay in my notes just agreeing with you a lot because he cannot use his pain as an excuse for the scale of damage he does.

Where is the essay nonny??? I cannot find it. Show meeeeee.

💖 Thank you for the positivity! Ngl it’s always scary criticizing a popular character, you never know what’s going to happen.

I’ve tried a lot of times to respond to this ask without going on another tirade, but they keep building up, especially whenever I see someone tearing Steve down to build Tony up, and I go from zero to a full head of steam so fast.

I’ve avoided engaging about it, but it fucks me up so bad every time, it’s crazy.

Because I didn’t think I was all that attached to Cap, I don’t even really consider myself a fan, but he. Right up until that unintentionally appalling ending they derailed his character into, he worked so hard to be good.

He doesn’t want to kill anyone, but he doesn’t like bullies.

He spent his entire life under conditions of extreme suffering, and unlike Tony he refused to let it warp him into something vicious and selfish that lashed out at others to comfort himself--or rather, he bound himself with adamantine chains to make sure that when he used violence, even as a coping mechanism, it was only ever against people more powerful than him, individually or in aggregate, who were doing something harmful he could interfere against, and who had the freedom to walk away.

Tony never bothered with any of that. He doesn’t have to. No one expects anything of him, in his life or ours; our standards are in the basement and we’re super willing to identify with him, so even the manifestation of the awareness that he did something wrong is cheered like heroism. He expects ‘points’ for remembering there was a connection between Pepper and strawberries, even if she’s allergic and he thought they were her favorite, and he gets them.

All he has to do is turn away from being his worst self, no matter how many times he completes that rotation a full 360 degrees, and we’ll cheer for him.

Which is a great character design strategy! Honestly! Except they walked it into the ground.

Tony was introduced as someone learning to be better, but then he wound up getting worse and worse and worse. His redemption arc derailed really early, because Marvel Studios were lazy or afraid or didn’t trust their audience, idk.

He sacrificed so many people to his own gaping emotional wound, that hungry maw of egotism turned Byronic and recharacterized as heroism, as goodness or at least its sketch.

Jumping on the grenade is so much easier than reining yourself in every minute, not abusing your power, respecting the lives and needs of others and treating them as real.

Nothing Tony ever achieved moved the dial away from his narcissism, and very little of it did anything about the toxicity of how he inhabited that narcissism. And a heroic death would be nothing in the face of his personal crimes even if it had been one that was a little more rationally necessary, and not one that took several hours of movie and the contrived failure of every other person in the setting to even be possible or relevant.

(And even if you’re willing to hang onto suspension of disbelief and pretend that dropping 3.5  billion refugees into a world that just barely patched itself together in the face of 50% mortality somehow isn’t going to result in a staggering death toll.)

Unlike Vader, Tony Stark died as he lived, and so the death means much, much less.

With great power comes great responsibility, and with his billions Tony was always the most powerful Avenger, because Thor never took his throne when it was still tall and golden and untouchable. And he spat on that principle every day of his life.

And when people act like his ‘suffering’ somehow justifies that, it’s like every single piece of the warped rich-white-confident-male-centric empathy gap of our culture leaping into life and strangling all ethical rationality and justice. I just.

I know it’s just superheroes. I know it’s not serious. Except superheroes and cinema are mainstays of our shared cultural sense of right and wrong. The Violence Against Women Act exists purely because of the shift in public perception created by one movie about one real woman.

So when a massive superhero film franchise has a moral narrative that I find repulsive, and I see that reasoning echoed out in the world, it feels important.

I am attached to Steve, small angry starving Steve looking Death in the face every day he drew breath and refusing to blink, but I think what’s making me so damn mad when I see this insistence on tearing him down to prop up a mass murderer is the proof that even Captain America, who is white and male and tall and beautiful and romantically interested in women, who ticks all these boxes that help when it comes to Mattering, still doesn’t have enough Real Person Points to stand up against the absolute certainty in a billionaire’s heart that he is the only real person in the universe, that his self-pity is the truest sorrow that ever was.

Not in Tony’s eyes, and not when it comes to our willingness as a society to inexplicably believe him.

[sugarlove12]

Hellooooo it’s meeeeee, to no one’s surprise I still haven’t recovered from given and I don’t think I ever will u can ask @queenoftheknight that literally my heart hasn’t moved on.

So like I said in previous posts I wanted to talk about it so muchhh but the words never came since I consider myself to be someone that expresses better in person than text, but I’ll try so prepare cause this shit is gonna be long.

1. THE FUCKING OPENING OMG

I’m a very critical person when it comes to openings and for some kind of reason I was like ok let’s listen to it and haha when I was reading the lyrics my heart went 💔 cause everything is so accurate to the storyline, everything fits perfectly. If u haven’t heard the complete song pls do so, it holds so much feelings. I’m gonna share with u guys some of my favorites quotes

All the things u left behind, became my everything-> WITH THIS ONE I DIED OK I WAS LIKE OH OK BAI.

Rainy, sunny, cloudy, spring, summer, fall and winter, 365 days, u remain in all of them-> THIS ONE ASDGFHJ IS THE PART WHERE YŪKI’S GHOST HUGS MAFUYU AND THEN HE HUGS TIGHTER THE GUITAR, look I can’t emphasized how much that scene hurts me.

Even if I meet u in my dreams, it’s meaningless cause u are not here-> bruh I imagine Mafuyu saying this and X_X (this is from the extended ver).

I still hear it, it's still so real, ur heartbeat, it becomes a part of me, u become me, I become u-> I think I don’t need to say any words.

2. UGETSU’S AND AKIHIKO’S RELATIONSHIP

THIS PART MAY CONTAIN SPOILERS TO THOSE WHO HAVENT READ THE MANGA

I’m a die hard fan of Haruki and Akihiko, but when I saw that scene where Ugetsu turns back to scream at Akihiko to not go and stay with him, while crying, THAT HURT SO MUCH OMG. Idk why but I could feel his pain like, he was so used to them fighting, breaking up and then getting back together, but this time was for real, that was a definite goodbye. Don’t get me wrong they were toxic as hell and even physical violence was involved cause he punched Akihiko more than once (I think, if my memory is working), but yeah I feel bad for Uge :(

3. Yūki omg this guy

I don’t know where to begin with this guy, I don’t want Natsuki sensei to draw much about him cause he’s my ship wrecker ok. Like I’m a sucker for the bad boy style and everything and he was so caring towards Mafuyu BUT YEAH THE POINT IS I DONT WANNA SEE HIM CAUSE I DONT WANNA LOVE HIM MORE AND FEEL KIND OF GUILTY FOR SHIPPING RITSUKA AND MAFUYU.

But there’s something that tickles me, like imagine a 15 year old killing himself just cause he had a huge fight with his bf, and this is a very sensitive topic but I remember when Hiiragi was talking about him, he said Yūki was a moody person so I thought what if he suffered from depression or he wasn’t emotionally stable like that would destroy the whole fandom. So yeah Yūki bby reast in peace we love u❤️

I don’t wanna offend anyone, this comes from someone who struggles with depression, so yeah kisses💕

4. Ep 9

Do I really need to explain how much damage it made to my heart, for starters I’m not emotionally stable and this episode broke the shit out of me.

All I wanna say is that I lost it when Mafuyu starts to talk to Yuki (u know what I mean) and starts reminiscing the past and ASDFGHJKL , the part when he screams AHHHH woahhhh My emotions left my body, if this platform were more safe I would show u guys pics of me that day AND THE VN I SENT MY FRIENDS OH GOD IT WAS ME SOBBING.

5. Mafuyu’s and Ritsuka’s relationship

I loveeeeee them soooo muchhhh, but there are maaaany things I wanna say and I want to see if I’m the only one who thinks like this.

There are a lot of people who say that Ritsuka is a replacement for Yūki but I don’t see that, on the contrary I think Ritsuka is the one who’s helping Mafuyu to heal, to be able to express himself, to allow himself feel whatever he wants to feel.

Now I’m not gonna lie if deep down I thought so in very specific moments. For example on the infamous ep 9 when Mafuyu is talking to Yūki while he’s singing, he says: I see u everywhere and the scene is Ritsuka turning his back and then Mafuyu sees Yūki, and at that moment I was TRIGGERED also in a manga ch Mafuyu sleeps over at Ritsuka’s and feels like crying cause Ritsuka had the same clock as Yūki, LIKE WHAT ARE THE ODDS, but yeah I don’t think he’s a replacement ok, those were just moments of doubt :)

Well I would’ve loved if the author had put more time between Yūki’s death and the beginning of the story cause idk the exact time but it was less than a year, and within months I think is SO HARD to get over ur ex who just committed suicide because of something U SAID, which also happens to be ur first love, childhood friend, someone who stood by u in so many aspects of ur life (his dad getting arrested) AND OH LET’S NOT FORGET THAT U REALIZED THAT WHAT U SAID WAS WRONG SO U CAME TO APOLOGIZE BUT OHOH TOO LATE BRO, so yeah to be able fall in love in couple of months and get over all that trauma seems a little unrealistic but I won’t fight it cause I love them lots.

Ritsuka is literally the only person that can be with Mafuyu specially in this time and circumstances, cause like I said, simultaneously as Mafuyu is developing a relationship with him,he’s also trying to 1. Move forward and get over Yūki 2. Forgive himself and Yūki, which if u ask me doing those 2 things while being in a relationship, the other person has to be very patient and we can see that with Ritsuka so that’s why I think that he’s gonna be Mafuyu’s second and last love ❤️.

Special mention to the quote on the title: can’t say goodbye, I’m still drifting with your echoes.

I hope I can see our baby Mafuyu always like this cause my god this smol boi deserves pure and entire happiness after all the shit he’s been thru

I think I got a LOT out of my chest and if u’ve made it till here thank u so much, I love u and appreciate it to the bottom of my very very small fujoshi otaku heart