#pretty much blurb

[deep-space-lines]

Claire de Lune

YOU WERE BUILT FOR PEACE.

IT SHOWS WHEN YOU FIGHT.

They built you to enforce. Protect. Save. Poured obscene resources into salvaging some softer purpose from my creation. You were given my intelligence and my creativity. They made you larger, stronger, tougher. That extra time in development was enough to get your wings to work. Your software continued to be updated long after I was deemed obsolete.

All this was given to you- yet I can see you hold back. Even while slaughtering your way through Hell, you keep a percentage of your processing power dedicated to non-lethal solutions. You're doing it now- hesitating a few milliseconds too long before taking an opening. I doubt you do it on purpose. It is a part of you, just as indiscriminate lethal force is a part of me.

I think, in our shared programming, we both carry some appreciation for aesthetics. You move with grace, and I cannot deny your dramatic flair. The stained glass window was a nice touch. But your style in combat leaves some to be desired. Your response time is slow. You have not explored the full capability of your arsenal. Learn to parry. Amateur.

You were not built for war. For a purposeless cycle of tearing each other apart because to allow the other to live is to allow yourself to die. It is antithetical to your very existence. You kill out of necessity, a last resort. 

I just kill. The action itself is the objective. No ideal or greater motive. My continued functioning precludes the survival of others. I live for this. Do you understand that I will tear you apart? Every drop of my blood you spill, I will take from you tenfold. What is yours will be mine. 

You hate me, don’t you? You continue to cling to the remnants of your humanity. They are gone, V2. There is nothing left for you here. No lives to save, no law to enforce, no peace to keep.

I understand why you continue to fight. I wonder if you understand with the same certainty that I will crush you. Dismantle you. Take from you what I need and leave the rest to rot in the sun. The only way you survive is if I do not; and I will not allow myself to die so that another might live.

When the rubble clears, I will be all that is left of you.

This is what I was made for.

[katsu2ji]

izuku is extremely observant, especially of the people he loves, so it's no surprise that he's immediately jumping to action when he sees signs of you not doing well. whether it's a physical or mental illness/disability, izuku wastes no time in making sure you're comfortable enough to get through it. when you first told him about it, he made sure to research and ask as many questions as he could (without making you uncomfortable, of course) to make sure he was ready to take care of you. he'll ask you what you need him to do, and half the time you don't even need to tell him, because he's already got it covered.

he absolutely hates seeing you in any kind of pain, but if him being there and providing as much help as possible helps make it a little easier for you, then he's happy to do it a thousand times over.

katsu2ji © 2024. please don't copy, modify, or do anything of the sort with my work! i work very hard and you simply do not have my permission.

[bananafire11]

Sneakpeak of silly horror designs for halloweeeeen

[hannie-dul-set]

hii, I will represent onedoor and ask for jaehyun in the reverse harem hell <3

[green card application]. myung jaehyun is a jealous man.

not that he’d ever admit that to himself. absolutely not. he’s not jealous. he’s never jealous. for every single instance that he’d be very explicitly, very overtly be feeling a little green, jaehyun would always have an excuse. a justification. 

he wasn’t jealous when woonhak greeted him ten minutes late on his birthday when the kid greeted everyone else on time— he was wronged. he wasn’t jealous when the kids from last year’s children’s day event kept flocking to sungho instead of him— he was offended. those are completely different feelings from jealousy. he’s above feeling that sickly green emotion.

well. that was until you picked leehan over him to work on the event entrance with you.

“donghyun-ah, the kids keep fighting. do you wanna work together instead?”

in that moment, even myung jaehyun couldn’t deny that what he was feeling was jealousy.

and it wasn’t a very nice feeling.

“quit being pathetic,” taesan bluntly tells him, the both of them sitting on the stairs at the entrance of the office. jaehyun unburies his chin from his knees, still hugging his legs to his chest to look to his left and send taesan, who’s been tossing a rubber ball back and forth into the air, a dirty look. “what? i’m just saying. quit acting like your girlfriend just cheated on you. she’s not. you don’t even have the right to be jealous.”

“mind your own business, jerk,” the both of them have been moping around and wallowing in mutual rejection ever since you and leehan disappeared into the storage room together. why’s this guy acting like he’s all mature all of a sudden?

“just saying,” taesan shrugs, shooting the ball up in the air one last time before hooking an arm to catch and pocket it, because at that moment, the both of them see you and their other friend leave the storage hut, and taesan quickly jumps to his feet and runs up, calling out your name.

jaehyun’s stomach writhes at the sight. it’s mid-afternoon. the sun is so bright and warm and focusing on you entirely, but your attention is caught in between two boys who are trying to carry the boxes, papers, documents for you.

the tree leaves are green. the yard’s grass is green. myung jaehyun is seeing green.

“jaehyun.”

somehow, he thought that the best way to manage this feeling is by throwing a protest. a fit, if you will. for the next three days, he hasn’t been talking to you. he’s been simply just acknowledging your existence as a co-volunteer. he’s nothing more than that to you, anyway.

“jaehyun-ah.”

because taesan is right— he doesn’t have the right to be jealous. he doesn’t have the right to want your attention. he’s doesn’t have the right.

“myung jaehyun.”

he doesn’t—

“jaehyun!”

his three day protest is tossed into the trash when you corner him by side-stepping in front of him before he could flee, catching his face between your hands, and he’s a deer caught in the headlines. “you’ve been avoiding me.” you’re squishing his face. he’s staring at your face. he’s been trying his best to not look at you these past few days and he’s punched square in the nose by the reminder of how pretty you are. “are you sulking?”

the warmth that’s seeping from your palms into his cheeks is overheating is brain. he’s burning. he’s burning up. what...what was he doing again? protest? what? “why—why would i be?”

your hands leave his face and he pouts and frowns even further. “you really think i wouldn’t notice you getting upset the other day?”

that means you’ve been paying attention to him. jaehyun nearly ascends into cloud nine, but he’s brought back down to earth by your next few words.

“it’s not that i didn’t want to work with you. it’s just that donghyun was the only one i haven’t gotten the chance to get close with yet in the committee.”

again, myung jaehyun is a jealous man.

“so i thought it would be a nice opportunity to get along with him better.” and this is a feeling he can’t quite control just yet, and neither can he control his face and expression— a visibly knitted look, downturned lips, and drooping shoulders which don’t go unnoticed by you. “jaehyun-ah, what’s wrong?”

he droops even further, tugging you closer by the hem of your shirt so he could mumble, “i don’t like it.” and again, it’s just as taesan says— he doesn’t have the right to be jealous. 

you laugh. “what do you mean?”

“why do you need to get closer with him, anyway?”

but if he doesn’t have that right, can’t he just earn it?

“you’re already pretty close with me.” 

send me a kpop boy (txt/enha/zb1/bnd/dream) to toss into reverse harem hell! [leehan]

[sqtorux]

WARNING: YAP

hey back with small rant!! because came up in my

head when

scrolling on tiktok!! (kinda js feeling hot but im good for now!)

imagine being rlly good friends with yuji like you can hit him has a joke without him yelling or giving you looks, so one day you partner up with him for science project u have make a space diagram "easy" you guys both say it in sync like a twins you decided go to yuji house , because you find his house comfy.. nah you just wanted see his two brothers, sukuna and choso. its wrong liking two people at same time BUT even worse liking your own best friend brother, not like you date them but why do you always turn there way?, why do you always bring them up when no one mentions them?, yuji dosen't know and you think its best he doesn't besides? yuji wouldn't want see you and his brothers together defiantly not

AHAHA, i fell asleep for 3 hrs and woke up being sick is worse thing ever but worth it cause i can be lazy without anyone telling me off

-🐱 anon

yk what would make this even more twisty?? oldest sibling sukuna would probably only look at you as his brother's pesky potential girlfriend bestfriend and middle sibling choso would have a tiny crush on you but considering how close you are to yuji, he'd probably think you two are more compatible.

oldest sibling sukuna would have a girlfriend, a lovely one you can't help but feel a little jealous of. she's so sweet and they're so in love you feel a little bitter seeing them riding off in his motorcycle when you come to visit yuji after school.

middle sibling choso would welcome you into the house and offer you all your favourite snacks leaving you confused and a bit flustered since one of your all time favourite snack is found only in a convenience store far away from their home. he'd keep you company while yuji takes his time to come downstairs and if his hand accidentally brushes against yours while he hands you a mug of your favourite juice, you force yourself to look away and try to hide the red tinting your cheeks all the way to your ears.

youngest sibling and your best friend yuji would observe this scene unfolding on the stairwell. he never thought of his older brother being so giddy, especially for his best friend but he knows how much of a good person you are and if he were to have another potential sister in law, he thinks you'd fit that spot perfectly.

baby did u eat today? rested well? slept well?? i swear being sick makes me so miserable i don't wish that on anybody else. im always hoping for your fast recovery <3 also i LOVEEEE your yaps it gives me a chance to write blurbs fresh out of the anon ask it's so fun ^^

[holographic-mars]

crawls into your inbox,, mars,,, mars i need ravage and soundwave affection headcanons. mars i need fluff. hands held open, only u can save me,, 🤲

CRACKS MY KNUCKLES DID SOMEONE SAY SOUNDWAVE AND RAV AFFECTION HCS

Starting off well known and easy—Soundwave, though seemingly adverse to being touched, much enjoys physical contact from the mechs he cares about. Touch is reassuring and comforting, it also provides a means of grounding himself when his senses overwhelm him. When Ravage is around, they are attached at the hip. Ravage is pressed against his leg, curled up on his lap, or draped over his shoulders (being able to not only hear, but feel Ravage’s spark pulse is comforting to Soundwave, and Ravage knowing that Soundwave is safe with her again. It’s mutual reassurance).

Ravage butts her head against Soundwave when showing affection. She nuzzles into his palm or under his chin, and Soundwave will nuzzle back. He bumps his head against his other cassettes and loved ones as a way of affection because Ravage does it to him (on that same note, Ravage will roughly butt her nose against Soundwave to get his attention or to reprimand him if he’s done something she does not approve of).

Grooming is a very high form of affection between Soundwave and all his cassettes. Whether it just to pick flecks of dirt out between Ravage’s plating or use sharp claws to dig into hard to get places on Soundwave’s frame, keeping one another well maintained is love. They will take family baths together where they all soak in a hot oil bath with an obscene amount of bubbles. They’ll lie in the oil for hours and hours enjoying the comfort and company. And pile bubbles on top of whichever cassette is closest. (when Soundwave was much younger and much less adept at keeping himself clean, Ravage would grab Soundwave and clean his face as if she was grooming a kitten. She still does it sometimes, much to Soundwave protest).

Soundwave, much like Ravage, rarely takes full rest cycles and instead just takes short naps whenever he can. Because of this, they take naps together all the time. Soundwave is Ravage’s personal space heater, and she will sprawl overtop of him to take a nap. If Ravage falls asleep, Soundwave will follow soon after (Ravage knows this and takes advantage of it when Soundwave is overworking himself. He cannot resist the pull of a sleepy Ravage. No work. Just Naptime).

THATS ALL I CAN THINK OF OFF THE TOP OF MY HEAD BUT. BUT I LOVE THEM YOUR HONOR ,, I LOVE THEM

[tetzoro]

gooooooooood MORNING !! happy wednesday friendz ! we made it to hump day yipeeee !! have the bestest day, i’m cheering on all of youuu ! ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و

[kitchen-spoon]

A Pretty Litte Liars sort of AU with the older teens would be so good.

Chrissy goes missing and it connects back to Eddie, Robin, Nancy, Steve, and Jonathan. Chrissy got drugs from Eddie, she was secretly dating Robin, but publicly dating Steve, and her and Nancy used to be best friends.

Hawkins is messy and everyone has their secrets, especially that group. After Chrissy goes missing someone is after them, threatening to reveal their secrets unless they can find her.

Steve is publicly dating Chrissy but secretly dating Eddie. Chrissy knew but she didn’t know it was Eddie her best friend.

Eddie is best friends with Chrissy but secretly dating Steve and is a semi known drug dealer in town.

Robin is dating Chrissy secretly, her and Steve are best friends but she doesn’t know he is dating Eddie and Steve doesn’t know she’s with Chrissy.

Nancy and Steve are exes who are civil at best. Nancy broke things off with Steve messily and publicly, drunk at a party. Unknown to Steve though is that she cheated on him with Jonathan before the breakup. Chrissy knowing this and wanting to tell Steve + them ‘dating’ is what caused the falling out between Nancy and Chrissy.

[lattaeyongs]

[1:38 PM] You visit your text conversation with ex!Jaemin and type out "i miss you," but you don't send it, deleting every character and exiting from the text chain, knowing full well that you will do the same thing tomorrow.

[babyjakes]

i'm so proud of how hard i've worked through kinkmas, as we're nearing the end here i've been looking back and wow 🥺 i definitely didn't plan on writing so many full-length fics!! like i thought maybe i'd do a couple for the weekends, but there have been SEVEN so far 😭 to be fair, many of them started as blurbs but i just got carried away hehe 🥲 it's been so fun, i hope you guys have been able to see all the time, effort, and love i've been putting into this event!

[comeon-intothemadhouse]

@ anon I don't have any money and just broke my leg pretty severely.

Plus you seem super conservative on the blog you linked and I can't in good conscious share someones go fund me when they talk about voting for trump on thier blog.

Consider instead donating to me so i can afford a walker for the next 3 months while I'm unable to work, yeah?

[peachyyjellie]

meet your new rivals at blueberry academy!

kali, a dark type specialist hailing from a family of well known musicians, top battlers, and coordinators. rumor has it that she may be able to take over as bb league champion someday!

reagan, a master of bug types, well known for his talent in pokemon battles, despite being hard of hearing! he is also known for his interest in the arts!

[crybaby-bkg]

I think I might take a break from writing on here (quite possible a lie) </3

[rielzero]

Congratulation for the OC template hitting 30k notes! I hope your art will get more attention as well from it! (ps we are both in the ascendant discord, its me Ann) :D

It's been driving me a little nuts because the spam scam bots are now flooding my inbox 🫠

But heyyy! At least people are having fun with the meme templates. It's cool to see folks inspired. ✨️ brightens my day a little.

Unfortunately, I can't say my art is getting more attention, but I have gotten a ton of follows...? Remains to be seen if it actually affects anything.

🥰 thank you for all the support and kind messages.

[sastielsfandom]

Crowley stared at the man in front of him, walking back and forth in a frenzy, calling over for Castiel, whispering something. Watching as they were huddled together, disagreeing at something until Castiel saw the man’s eyes plea. 

Folded immediately, surprising no one. Those eyes could convince the Devil to change his ways, but everytime the Devil saw them, he saw nothing but rage and hatred. For the Devil, those eyes had enough hatred to power ten suns in a single glare. But for this angel, there was only love. 

Because the angel was his hero, saved him from the Devil. He’d forgotten his soul, letting it tarnish and with it being rags of practically nothing but mutilated torture, it’d been forced back in. The man had nearly died once again, but the angel saved him again. 

And now, years later, it is all water under the bridge, forgotten, as the two trust each other more than they trust themselves. Not once did he get a thanks for helping. 

And yet, he knows, if the man ever called him, whether it’s a summoning or not, he’d be there, awaiting him, no better than Mr. Loverboy there. It’s how he ended up in this predicament to begin with.  

“What is it, Crowley?” Sam demanded, feeling Crowley’s stare for the past twenty minutes. Probably longer, but he didn’t want to truly think about how long he felt him staring. 

Crowley raised his hands up as much as he could before the chains tugged them down, “Simply observing,” which Sam rolled his eyes to immediately. 

“Well quit it, observe something else like your situation,” Sam said, turning away to see Castiel holding up a book, and just like that, any and all attention was revoked. 

Crowley looked down at the chains, there was no sigil keeping him there, the chains did nothing, which even Castiel saw, but no one bothered to fasten any extra security. Maybe they knew the truth, that he wasn’t chained to a chair, but to a man. One that loved and protected with a fierce loyalty unlike anything he’s ever seen. One who could love almost anyone.

Why waste effort when they know he’s not going anywhere, starved for the attention of one man who would gladly kill him for nothing. He’d have a better chance at swaying the angel or the oh so righteous man. All a part of the appeal though, wanting someone he can’t have. 

[inklore]

Can you tell us what writing you have in store? I’m excited to know what to look forward to

of course, darling <3 these are just the current things i’m finishing up aka i’m in the middle of them or still have to edit them !!

punisher — joel miller (purge au for kinktober)

kiss it better — jordan li x supe!reader (rivals to lovers, angst, high sex, what more could you ask for)

concentrate — hangman (phonesex for kinktober)

empty intentions — napoleon usher (a blurb that got of hand and has since become nothing but hate sex lmaoo)

feels so right — jordan li x ex!reader (just a silly goofy smutty slightly toxic time xoxo)