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Locked Out of Heaven 9

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Warnings: this fic will include dark content such as dubcon/noncon, power imbalance, age gap, and other possible triggers. My warnings are not exhaustive, enter at your own risk.

This is a dark!fic and explicit. 18+ only. Your media consumption is your own responsibility. Warnings have been given. DO NOT PROCEED if these matters upset you.

Summary: Your father invites a work friend to the neighbourhood barbecue.

Characters: Nick Fowler (Dad’s friend trope)

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Abruptly, you still your hand. You close your eyes and temper out a breath through your nose. Your insides twist around the vibrating toy as it sends ripples through your muscles.

You shudder and bite your lip as it stops. You blink between the lines of the notebook and the columns of text in the textbook. You haven't got much done in the last hour.

"Got a lab review coming up." Your dad strides in behind you.

You nearly yelp. You swallow down the surprise and clench. You nod as you make yourself copy the words without truly understanding them.

"Mid-semester eval," your voice is thin. You wait for him to comment on it. He doesn't.

"Good you're studying." He says.

"Yeah, er..." your phone lights up and your eyes wander to the screen. It's Nick; 'how ya feeling, baby?' You resist the urge to hit the side button to hide it, not wanting to draw attention to it.

"In the way though." He leans on the table and squints at the textbook. "Shouldn't have your phone out for studying."

"Sorry, dad. I... I set a timer. That's all." You lie. "I'll move my stuff."

"Good." He taps the table and marches away.

You push your lips out in muted confusion. Why would you be in the way? You never eat dinner at the table. Not like a family. If anything, Austin and your dad will eat outside when they barbecue but you eat alone most days. If you remember to do so.

You close up the textbook and recoil. You grab the arms of the chair as the toy quakes again. That's a big one. He's torturing you. You didn't answer him!

You snatch up your phone and unlock it. Your hands shake and it takes several tries to type your response. 'Good. Studying.'

You hit send. His message isn't too far behind. 'You feeling me?'

Your eyes round. You stack your books and your laptop and balance your phone on top. You quickly retreat to your room as your core boils.

You snap your door shut and hurry to your bed. You put your stuff on the end and grab the cell. You answer him.

'Yes. I feel it.'

'Good girl.'

You don't know how to reply so you send a heart emoji. You wait but don't see those three dots. You grab your books and bring them to the desk. You'll hide in here. Your dad must have some plans. He never really warns you.

The doorbell chimes as if to confirm your suspicions. You sit and the toy surges inside you. You squeak and keel forward. You squeeze your thighs together and murmur senselessly as the pulse throbs inside you. You put your head to the desk and whine. It's just enough to put you on the edge, but not over.

Your father bellows from below, jerking you up from your rather literal internal struggle. You hiss and grip your skull. You're dizzy as the toy stops. You check your phone as you stand to meet your father's demand. It's hard to balance both.

Your legs are unstable as you force them to move. You pull open the door and stumble. Get yourself together. You take another big breath. At the top of the stairs, you find a semblance of normalcy. Your father's typical apathy will for once work in your favour.

You descend and slow as you get midway. You recognise the voice droning through the entryway. Sure enough, Nick is right there, chatting with your dad. You blink dumbly as his blue eyes meet yours over your father's shoulder. You gulp.

"There she is," Nick chirps. "Where's that other brat?"

"You're too nice, Fowler. How'd you ever get in at the Agency?" Your dad challenges.

"Only nice when I need to be." Nick chuckles and turns his attention back to your dad. "Figure I'd pay you back for the barbecue."

"Uh huh," your father's skeptical tone can't pierce his guest's sauve veneer. Your dad turns to you. "Nick brought dinner." He nods sideways to the console table. There's two large paper bags with handles; from TiTi's. "Set the table."

"Oh okay," you continue down to the bottom of the stairs and go to grab the bags.

"I got it," Nick scoops up the bags before you can. "Got lots so... bit heavy."

"I'm sure she can manage." Your dad sniffs.

"I know they don't give etiquette lessons down at the Agency, Chuck, but I know mine," Nick retorts. He gets a derisive snort from your father.

"I'll find the boy," your dad mutters.

You snake around the banister and head for the kitchen. Nick is like your shadow. The bags crinkle as you go to the cupboard. You pull the doors open and suddenly, your legs are jelly. You smother your mouth as you lean into the counter heavily. You turn to Nick as he rests one elbow on the island, right by the paper bags, and thumbs at his phone. The vibration is so intense it makes your teeth rattle.

"Look at you. Being a good girl." He hums.

You drop your hand. "Nick, I... what are you doing here?"

He presses his thumb down and you nearly collapse. You whimper. He chuckles.

"Asking me questions?" He tuts.

"N-no. I... I didn't expect--" he flicks his fingertip and the pulse mellows out but doesn't stop completely. "Can ya blame me, princess? I wanted to see you. Last night's got my head all fucked up over you."

You stare at him. You didn't expect him, worse you're not sure how to deal with him right now. Your father, schoolwork, the toy.

"I'm... sorry." You utter.

"Don't be sorry. Be a good girl," he winks. "Maybe you'll get a treat."

You shake your head in confusion. You force a smile and rock on your feet. "Okay, I'll...be good."

You turn to take down four plates. You focus on the task if only to keep from melting into the tile. The bags crinkle loudly.

"Should I take this out to the table?" He asks.

"Sure, er, please," you glance over your shoulder.

"Whatever you want, princess."

He lifts the bags and struts out. You stare after him. He's wearing a short-sleeved collar shirt; faint blue lines on white, and powder blue slacks. Everything about him is always cut to a tee. His ring matches his watch and the chain around his neck.

You nearly drop a fork. Stop. Just get through this. You eke out another tight breath. Isn't this awkward for him too?

You go out with the plates and cutlery. Nick unpacks the togo containers calmly, grinning at your appearance. You set down the stack and retreat.

Glasses, napkins... you put those out with the rest and make a third trip. You grab the jug of filtered water with lemon slices and return to the dining room. Your dad sits across from Nick as Austin yawns and pulls put a chair.

"Got a nice family, Chuck," Nick comments as he rests his hand on the back of the empty chair next to him. You hesitate. If you sit further down, it might draw more attention. You near and Nick stands. "I'll get it."

He pulls out the chair as you set down the water pitcher. You thank him, staring at the table as you do, and lower yourself onto the seat. You swallow down a yipe at the reminder of the humming fullness inside.

"Thanks for letting me intrude on it," Nick says.

"Your choice," your dad grabs the container of steaks and claims the biggest one. "Not very exciting."

"Nice to have someone. Figured you more the loner type," Nick rebuffs your father's indifference.

"I guess. What about you? Bit overdue to settle down?"

"Thought about it," Nick offers you some salad and you nod. Then he serves himself. You watch your dad. He is entirely disinterested what's going on. Austin is on his phone. "Who knows. Not too late."

"Get a wife, skip the kids," your dad scoffs.

Nick laughs, "right."

You stay silent. Your father's resent is well-known. You've always been keenly aware of it. It's embarrassing when he announces it in front of others.

Nick sits back and shifts. You peek over. His phone rests on his thigh as he drops his hand under the table and taps. You feel the jolt inside you.

You reach for the seasoned potatoes and cough. You nearly drop the container. You steady it and scoop out a serving.

You don't fill your plate. You know better. Your dad is an expert at finding something to hate you for. He'd as soon accuse you of being greedy.

You wait until everyone else is settled innbefore you touch your food. Austin isn't so patient or modest. His noisy chewing distracts you from the stirngent small talk between the men. That and the contant buzzing in your guts.

"Excuse me a moment. I need your restroom," Nick sets down his fork.

"Sure," your dad sits back.

Nick stands and swiftly skips his phone in his pocket. You feel the vibration speed up. You bite down on a moan. You squirm, unconfortable and wet, as he steps around your chair. The smell of his cologne suffocates you.

You cross your legs and immediately regret that. You sit flat again and struggle not to rock. The tempo slowly builds and builds only to relent and start again.

Theres another buzz. Not from inside. You take out your phone and bow your head. You open the message waiting and nearly squeal. You bat your lashes and hold your breath.

It's a picture of Nick. You recognize the backdrop of the bathroom. He has his shirt off, the gold chain just above his chest, muscles flexed, a devilish sparkle in his eyes. Not fair.

Your name darts over the table. You flinch as you look at your dad. "Phone."

He snaps his fingers at you. You pout and quickly lock the screen. You stare at him.

"It's rude to have it out at the table," he reprimands.

You grimace and look at Austin. Your dad wiggles his fingers expectantly as he holds out his hand. You sigh and hand it over, praying he doesn't find a way to unlock it.

"Sorry."

"When we have company, try not to be dumb." He growls.

You wince. Between his anger and the constant buzzing in your walls, you can barely keep from wilting away. You nod and pick up your fork again.

Nick returns with a sigh. He sits heavily behind you and rests his hand on the back of your chair. He makes it seem thoughtless but it's all that's on your mind.

"So, Chuck. I'm a nice guy, you know, but I did come here with a reason," Nick lays his other hand on his thigh casually. You just keep thinking about how thick his fingers are. His thigh too. "Got a favour. Sorta."

"Of course you do. I'm not new to the game." Your dad gives a wry look.

"Well, you know, I've been running myself ragged and Chuck, you been sitting on a desk..." he clucks and huffs. "You wanna go to Havana?"

"Havana?" Your dad chortles.

"Sure. You must miss the field work. I really don't wanna drag my ass out again. I'll bring ya another bottle of scotch," Nick barters.

His hand grips the back of your chair. You make yourself small and chew on a morsel of steak.

"Bottle of scotch?"

"Did I not mention? I bought a new boat. You can have it for a weekend... or a week. Hell, make it two." Nick counters.

"Something happen in Havana?" Your dad wonders.

Nick laughs, "nothing I should put on record. Come on, Chucky. You really wanna keep sitting in meetings wearing a noose around your neck."

Your dad clicks his tongue. He crosses his arms as he thinks. "Is it a nice boat?"

"Cozy. I'll throw in a pretty lady if you want."

Austin glance up and makes a face. You twitch.

Your dad guffaws. "Any woman hanging off of you, Fowler, I want nothing to do with."

"Fair enough but you're missing out. You could loosen up, ya know?"

Your father glowers, "you're lucky I like you."

"I'm easy to like," Nick's hand slides into his pocket. You brace yourself and the vibrations throb until you can barely sit still. You suspect there's more to this than just work.

[transmechanicus]

look this is really probably unnecessary, but I've seen tons of posts about how everyone is mad about the page that's going to post unmasked pics of the st guys and how outrageously disrespectful it is to them and well... I gotta say that it's just not that deep.

it's been pointed out that they've only ever said that 'their identities aren't important to the music or the story'. and that's it in terms of the "extreme lengths" they go to hide their identities.

i'm a regular follower of the reddit page where their identities are openly discussed and there is a decent amount of evidence that one of them or someone from their team lurks there and plays around a little with that community. ie, a few of the recent "the summoning solo shenanigans" were suggested in that thread and then seen on stage the next show. but who knows.

some of the guys are actually still participating in other media to a small extent. one of them still streams with a friend on twitch often. one of them just put out some older official music project on Spotify. one of them gets his new tattoos posted unmasked on his tattoo artist's page.

look, I'm not saying that this person who plans to bring this stuff to Tumblr shouldn't be warned about and of course everyone should have the opportunity to block and avoid it to keep their experience of the band how they prefer. that's no question how it should be.

but like... everyone is saying that this person who's starting the unmasked blog is like, evil and so disrespectful to the band. and I think that's just not right. it's their right to start whatever kind of page they want. it's everyone else's right to avoid it.

like I said, this is not really going anywhere, and it's not personal, I just have seen so many people bashing that person on a personal level and I just gotta tell someone, it's not that deep. thank you for reading

To me it is that deep, from what i’ve heard there was a major panic on Instagram in 2023 bc freaks were using info on there to harass II and his family. Hell he still alters his voice in videos, which you only do if you’re concerned someone is dedicated enough to scrape the internet with audio of your vocal patterns. I’ve seen video footage of Vessel cussing out a guy at a festival for yelling real names in the audience. There is direct evidence that the band members dislike off-stage info being known and shared, and that a portion of Sleep Token’s fanbase cannot be trusted to respect the secrecy that allows the band members to live comfortable lives relatively peacefully and out of the public eye.

In my personal opinion, your examples of how they’re still on other social media, and that you know that info abt them are reinforcement of my dislike for unmasked data aggregates. Unless the tattoo artist’s posts or the twitch stream is tagged #SleepToken there is probably a reasonable expectation that they don’t want band related attention for those things. Even if somebody does recognize them as the band members, it would be a minority population if it weren’t for subreddits and archives directly connecting dots between those things and Sleep Token, which is presumably why you have that info yourself in the first place.

By aggregating and collecting unmasked info, a resource is being provided that essentially says “Hey i know these guys have almost entirely retreated from the internet for their own safety and comfort…but here’s their names and faces and loved ones and colleagues and past projects and every little activity they do in their spare time. All gathered together and directly tagged and marked in relation to the band they’ve purposefully tried to anonymize and distance their real lives from”.

It’s stalker behavior, it’s unhealthy, it could be genuinely dangerous for the members if the wrong person made use of it, and i reserve the right to passionately condemn it.

[mrprettywhenhecries]

christmas cookies [g.t.]

Part One of 𝑨 𝑻𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒎𝒂𝒏–𝑳𝒆𝒘𝒊𝒔 𝑪𝒉𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒎𝒂𝒔 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑖 𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠

Gator Tillman ✗ Win Lewis

➼ w.c. 1.7k ➼ warnings/tags. hurt/comfort, fluff ➼ a/n. This series takes place about a year after the events of Don't Waste Your Time (on Me), and while technically the main series is still being written, I wanted to take a small break to write some fluff for Win and Gator for Christmas. ➼ cookie divider credit @/saradika

Win laments that she can't find her late mother’s special Christmas cookie recipe, but stubbornly refuses to call her dad for a copy. Despite the bad blood between them, Gator takes it on himself to make the call, surprising her with her mom's recipe.

By the first week of December, Minnesota winter was in full swing, with several inches of snow already on the ground from Thanksgiving, and several more on the way.

Win faintly registered the sound of the front door opening and Gator knocking the snow from his boots as she rifled through the kitchen cabinet, but she was too focused on her hectic search to notice him enter the room until he spoke.

“Front drive’s clean.  What’re you doing?”

Win let out a heavy sigh and ran a hand through her hair.  “I could’ve sworn I had my mom’s Christmas cookie recipe somewhere, but I can’t find it,” she huffed, finally looking up at Gator.  His nose and cheeks were flushed red from the cold, but she was glad to see he’d traded his dingy green ball cap for a knit hat to keep his ears warm.

“You’re baking?  All by yourself?” he asked warily, raising an eyebrow at her, earning himself a flat stare in return, his teasing clearly unappreciated at the moment.

“No, Dot and Scotty are coming over tomorrow to help and I was kinda hoping to make my mom’s cutout cookies.  I haven’t had them since she died,” she murmured, slumping against the counter in defeat.  “I tried some store bought ones once, but they just weren’t the same,” she sighed.

Gator frowned, rounding the kitchen island to join her, looking down at the mess of recipes scrawled on note cards and scraps of paper strewn across the counter.  “Is there anywhere else you might’ve put it?” he ventured, slipping  his arms around Win’s waist and resting his chin on the top of her head. “I mean, probably,” she huffed, turning in his embrace to press her face to his chest.  “But I looked through all mom’s stuff that’s still packed away and I didn’t see it there either.  Maybe it got lost in the move, I dunno,” she sighed, her voice muffled by his hoodie.  Shutting her eyes, she took a deep breath, letting the sharp spicy scent of Gator’s cologne soothe her somewhat.

It was always Christmas-time that she missed her mom most.

When Gator didn’t respond, Win looked up at him, finding a thoughtful frown on his face that she didn’t like, already knowing what he was thinking.

“No,” she said firmly, pulling back. 

“You don't even know what I’m gunna say!” he exclaimed with an incredulous huff, but Win shook her head stubbornly. 

“I know exactly what you’re gunna say, Gator,” she refuted, spinning away from him to gather the mess of recipes from the island counter and straighten them.

“But he probably still has the original—”

“Nope!” Win insisted, interrupting him before slipping away, but Gator wasn’t ready to give up yet, following her into the dining room.

“You’re being ridiculous, you know that right?”

Win finally spun to face him.  “You of all people should understand not wanting to have contact with your father,” she said, her mouth pressing into a hard line.

For a long moment, they stared each other down before Gator sighed, deflating.

“I know,” he breathed, and the space between them pained him.  “Are you really gunna let that get in the way of getting something of your mom’s back though?” 

Win opened her mouth to respond, but nothing came out and she snapped it shut in frustration.  “I–  I dunno!” she finally exclaimed, throwing her hands up.  “Maybe Dot has a similar recipe,” she said, losing steam, and the defeated look on her face only twisted Gator’s heart.

“I’m sorry for snapping at you,” she mumbled, shaking her head as she closed the gap between them to fold herself back into his arms.  “I just miss her,” she whispered.

“I know,” Gator murmured, pressing his lips to the crown of her head as he squeezed her tighter.

“You hungry?” she asked after a moment, lifting her chin to peer up at him.  “I can go pick up some Chinese,” she offered, her go-to comfort food.

“Sure, sounds good.  You know what I like,” Gator replied, reluctantly releasing her.  For a moment, he almost offered to go with her, when he had an idea.  “I’m gunna shower while you’re out, kay?” he said, nodding toward the stairs.

“Okay, I’ll be back soon,” Win said, thinking nothing of it.  Brushing a kiss to his cheek as she slipped around him, she grabbed her keys and shoved her feet in her boots before heading out the door, shrugging her coat on as she went.

Gator waited for her to back out of the drive before pulling his phone from his pocket and climbing the stairs.  Scrolling through his contacts, he found the one he wanted, though he’d only used it once before.

As uncomfortable as this call would be for him, if Win wasn’t going to do it, he would.  For her sake.

Dialling the number, Gator took a deep breath and brought the phone to his ear, each shrill ring twisting his gut tighter, but by the time he reached the second floor landing, however, the line clicked and a voice answered hesitantly.  

“Hello?  Who is this?”  

For a moment, Gator was so shocked that Win’s father had picked up that he couldn’t make his voice work.

“Hello?” David Lewis repeated more firmly.

“Uh, hey,” Gator blurted out, pausing to wet his lips.  “It’s Gator… Tillman.  I know this is gunna come outta the blue, but I kind of… need a favour.”

There was a heavy pause before the other man spoke.  “And why the hell would I want to do any favours for you?”

Gator winced, but he wasn’t exactly surprised by his father-in-law’s cold response.  David was clearly still less than pleased that he hadn’t found out about the wedding till after the fact, and even less pleased about Gator’s… less than savoury past.

“Cause it’s not for me, it’s for Win,” he said, hoping that might change his mind.  While there was no love lost between father and son-in-law, the man still cared for his daughter, even if he often had a poor way of showing it.

“So why isn’t she the one calling me, then?” David scoffed and Gator had to fight back a sarcastic laugh.

“Cause she’s stubborn like that.”

David grunted in agreement, but didn’t speak, and Gator took the opening and ran with it.

“Look, I know you’re not my biggest fan, but I just want her to be happy, and doing this for her might just go a long way towards getting the two of yeh back on speaking terms.”

Gator waited, hoping David would take the bait.

There was another long stretch of silence before David sighed.  “Alright.  What do you need from me?” 

Gator’s lips tugged into a cautious grin.

“Do you still have a copy of her mom’s Christmas cookie recipe?”

“Gator!  Dot and Scotty are here!  Are you coming down?”

Win’s shout from the bottom of the stairs roused Gator with a jolt and he sat up, blinking blearily in the dim bedroom before finally focusing on the numbers of the digital clock on the nightstand, surprised that Win was already awake and up.  Running a hand through his hair to tidy it, he slipped out of bed and quickly threw on some clothes before heading down.

The strong smell of fresh coffee filled the kitchen and Win handed him a cup as soon as he entered the room.

“Here, just the way you like it.”

“You’re an angel,” Gator murmured, pressing a kiss to her temple before bringing the cup to his lips for a sip, banishing the chill that had gripped him since leaving their warm bed.

“Morning sleepy head,” Dot chuckled, grinning at him as she dropped her tote bag of baking supplies on the counter, a floral patterned apron already tied round her waist.

“Mornin’,” he echoed, flashing her a rueful grin in return.

“Hey Gator, are you gunna help us bake cookies?” Scotty asked hopefully, perching herself atop one of the stools lining the marble island.

“Yeah sure, as long as we can make a certain recipe,” he replied, hiding his smirk in his cup so Win wouldn’t see.

“We were already plannin’ on making oatmeal raisin, y’know,” Dorothy pointed out, but Gator shook his head.

“Actually, I was thinking ‘bout this one,” he replied, pulling a folded piece of paper from his back pocket and sliding it across the counter to Win.

A puzzled frown creased her brow as she picked it up to unfold it, her eyes flicking curiously to Gator before returning to the paper.  Her mother’s distinctive graceful scrawl stared back at her and her eyes widened.

“Oh my God,” she breathed, gaping at the page as tears welled in her eyes, blurring her vision.

“What is it, hon?” Dot asked, moving closer to get a better look.

“It’s– it’s my mom’s recipe, the one I was telling you I couldn’t find,” Win explained faintly, hastily wiping the dampness from her eyes before her head snapped up to fix Gator with a questioning look.  

“Where did you get this?” she asked, and Gator shrugged, biting back a grin.

“I have my ways,” he said simply, his lips twitching with amusement.

An incredulous smile spread across Win’s face and she threw her arms around his neck, practically jumping into his arms before kissing him breathlessly.

Dot watched the heartwarming display before shaking her head fondly and turning back to her daughter.  “Hey Scotty, why don’t we start getting out the ingredients we need?” she suggested in a hushed voice, ushering the girl toward the pantry to give the couple some privacy.

“I can’t believe you did that for me,” Win exclaimed, her voice thick with emotion, only guessing at the lengths Gator must have gone to to retrieve the recipe for her.

Gator let out a soft laugh and lowered Win back to her feet, though his hold on her didn’t loosen.  The tip of his nose brushed hers as his eyes searched her flushed face.  “Don’t you know by now?  I’d do anything for ya, Winnie.”

Win bit her lip, her hands moving to cup Gator’s cheeks before she raised her chin, pressing her lips to his once more, softer this time, kissing him slowly.

“I’m starting to get the picture,” she breathed, unable to stop grinning.

“Good,” Gator said, pulling back, though his hands lingered at her waist.  “Now, let’s get bakin’, cause I wanna taste these famous cookies of yours.”

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[stestir]

Heres my rant about Amethio age discussion and why I think the age range excuse is stupid. I should probably keep this out of the main tag, but I'm tired, sick, and angry, so idc.

Big really angry rant under the line.

So please can anyone explain to me why everyone thought that VAs comment about Amethio being a teen means hes between 13-19 and also 100% CAN be a 19 years old?

Cause English says that a teen is between 13 and 19? Well we all know that English has a lot of stupid stuff in it, so doesnt really count. Plus, quick reminder, this is anime. Japan. The meaning behind teenager could be very different here.

The difference between 13 and 19 years old is so contrast that giving Amethio this range in the first place is moronic. A 13 years old still needs to ask their daddy to go out with their friends. 19 years old already expected to pay taxes, move out of the house, is probably already on a antidepressants.

And the thing is, Amethio doesnt even act like a 19 years old! He acts like a 14 years old emo that tries his very best to look serious and is desperate for attention.

The whole his beef with Friede is a big ass example of this, that Anime just shoves into your face! Amethio becames irrated immediately after Friede stops giving attention to him, everything in his actions screams "Take me seriously!" He wants to be seen as a professional serious trainer by someone who has authority [ Friede ] and is hurt when it doesnt happen. Its literally how neglected children act.

Also the whole excuse with "B-but hes working with Explorers and has his own subordinates that he commands" GUESS WHO ALSO A MINOR BUT IS A BOSS OF A SHIP? ZUKO. The literal icon of redemption arcs. He also was casted away in the age of 13 and had a whole small army under his command. Does that make him an adult? NO. Both Amethio and Zuko are clearly special, thats why they both are forced into a weapon by their respective parential abusers [ Ozai / Gibeon ], and given some special privileges to make it seem that thse abusers love them, when in fact they are just using them.

He doesnt look like a 19 years old either! His body type barely resembles one of Friede or Spinel, both being a clear cut adults. And before someone says "Well I think that Friede looks 20 and that Amethio is just a really twigy guy" no hes bloody not! Reminder, this is pokemon, we have Lusamine and Cyrus that look like 20 and 40, but actually the opposite. And the thing is, Amethio closely resembles Silver with his body! Whos, yk, A CANONICAL 13 YEARS OLD.

What is more hysterical to me is when the Interviews AND Anime itself start to make parallels between Amethio and the kid Trio, whos, yk, OBVIOUSLY KIDS. Like- in both interviews before the big arcs the boy was compared to Liko & Roy [ And Dot, by extension. ] Amethio was literally called a kid alongside the kid Trio, [ One of the kids that still havent found their dream ] which not only makes him a minor, but also puts him the same age group with Liko, Roy and Dot!

And Anime situation is even more comedic. Khem khem. Literally an episode that got out not so long ago, 44. Amethio is called a spoiled brat by Sango [ Which already makes him a kid, but alas ]. Guess who was also called a spoiled kid? LIKO. BY MOLLIE IN THE ABROLIVA EPISODE. Liko, whos canonically we seen as a child child in the episode 18, was called the same thing as Amethio. I get that Anime tries to make parallels between them in general, but that doesnt matter to me now. The most important thing is - they are both viewed as a kids. Yk. MINORS.

Ending this, I'll say - Amethio is a barely 14, maybe at maximum 15, and he is sure is not a 19 years old. I'm sure hes in the same age bracket as Liko, Roy and Dot.

Also AmeFriede is the worst ship that deserves its own place in hell, alongside AmeSpinel. I hate both of these. They are bad from all perspectives.

[ Also, this is the angriest I felt lately, so I wont probably post any other rants like that. This is just me being beaten down by flu and projecting my anger towards this shitty and stupid "discussion". ]

[safyresky]

So I don't really know what the Crystal Springs stuff is, but I was casually scrolling the tag on your blog and it looks really compelling! Do you have a quick little blurb of what it is because I am delighted by what I have skimmed. (I am also too tired rn to comprehend things so maybe I will get it when looking after some sleep, but still.)

What a DELIGHTFUL ask to wake up to! Thank you, Anon! I will DO MY BEST to be short & sweet & to the point for you bc I totally get it lmao--I am an ALWAYS tired bitch 🤭

Crystal Springs was (and is!) a fanfic (genfic) I wrote as a continuation to the Christmas movie The Santa Clause 3. It focuses on Jack Frost, post-thawing at the end of the movie, and how things have been going for him in the year following. Here's the (long form from ao3) summary for you:

It's been almost a year since Jack Frost thawed and things are looking...well, not so great. Jack's powers are seemingly gone. Without them, the Dome that keeps the North Pole safe from the cold and its magic controlled is melting, putting everything and everyone magical at risk. Unable to hide his power shortage any longer, Jack is forced to admit the truth. Thankfully, there is a solution: enacting the Legate Law, bringing Jack and the sister that he hurt so many centuries ago back together again. But when Jacqueline starts experiencing destructive blackouts, the pair are forced to head back home to Crystal Springs, bringing Jack face to face with the rest of his estranged family. Needless to say, between getting his powers back, helping his sister figure out what in the FROST those blackouts even were, reconciling with his parents, meeting the two even younger siblings he didn't even KNOW he had, NOT TO MENTION the ancient threat that's had it out for the ENTIRE Frost family finally making a move? Saving Christmas (regrettably) is looking to be a little bit...complicated.

You can read it HERE on ao3 and HERE on fanfiction dot net. I've been told it's quite good! ;)

Since writing it and posting it in 2012ish, it's kind of taken a life of it's own? Hence the fun tag, lol. It's grown so big and I've got so many little guys in it now that it's become so far removed from the movies it's not even funny, and I'd LOVE to one day see about publishing it! After like, 7 plus degrees of removal because I am not unconvinced that Disney wouldn't come after me about it, given who their lead actor for that particular franchise is.

Anyway, you don't really need to watch the movies to get it; and you can start right at Crystal Springs in terms of reading order! There is a sort of prologue to the fic, called Meet the Frosts, (ao3 is the most up to date/nice to read version of it) in which we do that exact thing! It has a really good "history of Crystal Springs" lore dump in chapter one, which you can find right here on the hellsite, even! It's a fun summary of the beginnings of CS, how it came to be ruled by a monarchy, and how the monarchy was eventually replaced with a democracy inspired system via the Assembly.

So what is Crystal Springs, itself?

It is a magical landmass hidden away from the rest of the world in which all SORTS of fantasy creatures, legends, folktales, magical beings and so on and so forth can see and visit and call their home, if they'd like.

It has existed for THOUSANDS of years. It's been through three whole eras (roughly) and all sorts of magical shenanigans ensue there! It's called Crystal Springs because the centre of the landmass holds a huge, sprawling series of freshwater springs in the mountains, and they heal all magical beings.

It's basically just a big, huge melting pot of fantasy creatures and I'm so very fond of it! The main characters at present are usually the Frosts, lol.

There's Jack, of course. Then there's his younger sister/second-in-command/next in line for the title of Jack Frost, Jacqueline. Crystal Springs focuses on them reuniting and Jacqueline dragging Jack back home to reunite with the rest of his family: Winter, his mother, the literal season; Blaise, his father, ex-prince of Crystal Springs, governor of the capital of the continent, the city of Crystal Springs (they got a whole New York, New York thing going on there lol), and his two youngest siblings he's never met: The Twins, Fino and Fiera, who live to be cute, set things on fire, wreak chaos and hit you with wisdom when you least expect it.

While Winter is winter, Blaise is a summer sprite. Not Summer herself, of course; but a sprite with all the powers of the summer season! So half of Jack's family is just on fire 🤭

There are a whole HOST of other characters you'll meet along the way! The other seasons, the other Legendary Figures, their seconds in command; OCs friends have made that sometimes appear in Crystal Springs (usually under the cs au tag); fics inspired by the story??!?!?! (Absolutely WILDING thing to see fr fr!) Miller's Law is a DELIGHTFUL read, focusing on Lucy (who thawed Jack) and Jack, featuring the cast of Crystal Springs/low key taking place in a world where Crystal Springs exists! AND it has the AMAZING Melusine, one of the aforementioned friendly neighbourhood OCs! Jacqueline herself has story hopped in Rules of Engagement, where we meet her biffer, Elle!

There's plenty of oneshots and sillies in the smile shots tag. I have a sequel planned that is a wip (the beginning and end are beat sheeted/note plotted out, but the middle. She eludes me. For now...) and I've shared some shadowy snippets from that! Sometimes I dabble in CS angst, and those are sometimes filed under frowny shots because I think I'm cute and clever, lol.

There's also a GIGANTIC HUMONGOUS fic called The Twelve Years of Frostmas (on ao3 and ff dot net) that focuses on the timeline in the movie when Jack takes over as Santa, leaving Jacqueline to take over as Jack Frost! That one is a very fun romp! VERY LONG. May need some more third movie context but is very enjoyable, or so I've been told ;)

I do talk about it quite a bit because I love it to death, and lately I've been tagging everything cs related as "cs posting" so people can blacklist it if they came here for fandom and fandom ONLY. I should probably make that it's own post but I figured I'd add it here for the curious who made it this far. On that note!

Sorry this got a bit out of hand anon, if you made it this far. I really need an elevator pitch for this thing, or like, a masterpost guide I can pin. Problem is, I quite enjoy pinning the art my friends make because it brings me joy and I need EVERYONE to see it lol!

Hopefully somewhere in this mess of text I helped explain CS to you a little bit! And ty for asking! I have now been awake for two hours and am doing cartwheels in my head I'm so happy to have gotten this ask (I can't do cartwheels irl/probably should do cartwheels at work lmao)

[stardomtrash]

this utami person looks like an absolute badass. any matches you'd recommend to someone unfamiliar with her work?

You’re damn right she’s an absolute badass :D And heck yeah I can give you some recommendations. I consulted with a few friends to make sure I didn’t forget anything. Some of these I haven’t seen but they came highly recommended. I’ll try and give a helpful rundown where possible :)

In no particular order…

So the unequivocal best match Utami has had is the 5.5* classic with Syuri. It’s LONG, and it may not be a good one to jump in with first, but definitely keep it in your back pocket. It’s 5.5* for a reason. (x)

Alternatively, Utami had a much shorter but all-killer-no-filler match with Syuri in the Gold Rush PPV last year. Really great match between two of the best to ever do it. (x)

Utami vs Mayu Iwatani for the IWGP semi finals. Again, it’s just two fantastic wrestlers giving it all they’ve got. (x)

Utami vs Tam Nakano in the 5 Star GP. Good thing about the 5 Star is the short time limits, so if you need good intro singles matches, they’re a great place to start. You'll also get to see Utami Nakano. (x)

Utami vs Saya Kamitani for the White Belt. I think this was better than the singles they had for the Red Belt, but I think that might be sentimentality for me. I’d only just gotten into Stardom and this was the first match I was HYPED for and watched live on PPV. It’s still a great match, and considering Saya and Utami are partners, coupled with Saya’s unrelenting desire to complete her one goal of besting Utami, it’s a great dynamic. (x)

Utami vs Momo Watanabe in the Oedo Tai/Queen’s Quest best of 5. This is DEFINITELY just me but it’s one of my all-time favourite matches. It presents Utami as an underdog against a heel that she bitterly hates. It’s only short (it's only the first 20 mins, don’t let the 1hr video length scare you) but it’s great if you want to see Utami fighting uphill. (x)

Utami vs Mayu Iwatani for the Red Belt. I haven’t seen this match (I keep meaning to) but I have it on good authority it’s a banger. Annoyingly this match doesn't exist in isolation, just a part of a whole PPV, so skip to 1:56:08 to get to it. (x)

Utami vs Maika for the Red Belt. Maika has been determined to make Utami her rival and these two put on a killer showdown if you like the power fighter vs power fighter style. (x)

Queen’s Quest vs Oedo Tai cage match. This is a massive storyline match that is the culmination of the increasing drama between Saya and Utami. I wouldn’t recommend it until you’ve seen at least some Saya/Utami stuff before (heck, just take a look at the tags on my blog as a crash course lmao) otherwise you’ll miss out on The Feels lol. (x)

Following on from that, when making this list people said I should include Aphrodite matches (that’s the team name for Utami and Saya), but from the matches I’ve seen personally I couldn’t think of One Match that stands out. I got a vote for their match against Konami and Jungle Kyona for the Goddess Belts, which I haven’t seen but really should, so I’ll put that one forward. (x)

Alternatively, since I haven’t included any Goofball Utami moments in this list (except Utami Nakano), the match between Utami and Saya vs Gokigen Death and Riho is a vibe. Utami is madly crushing on Riho at this point and Saya (who has been in love with Utami since Day Dot) is smarting about it. (x)

Last but not least, her debut match against Jungle Kyona is one I haven’t watched but heard good things about. A way to show you she’s been kickass from the start :D (x)

Thank you to everyone who helped me craft this list!

[halfbakedspuds]

Thanks to @oh-no-another-idea for the tag

9 people 9 questions

Last song you listened to:

If we're including game OSTs then its

Otherwise it's

Favourite colour:

I dunno what it's called in English, but we call it 'Grou', which is like a halfway point between grey and blue.

Kinda like this.

Last movie/tv show you watched:

I don't really watch that many movies and shows anymore (no time) but I'm like 70% sure the last one I watched was X-Men '97.

Sweet/Spicy/Savoury:

Savoury, but if you give me spice you must spice properly.

Relationship status:

I've seen spiders less single than me, if that's any indication.

I'm not opposed to the idea, but given how this year is going: trying to start a relationship can wait until after the finals when I won't be putting the stress of an unfamiliar situation on myself on top of the stress of performing in an incredibly difficult and important exam cycle.

Last thing you googled:

"1792 US presidential election candidates"

There is a reason for this beyond me forgetting the name of George Washington... probably...

Nah, I'm kidding, it was to figure out who he ran against, which just opened up a whole new can of worms on how strangely the early US government worked.

Current obsession:

Boolean algebra: trying to teach myself from a mathematical perspective how binary data actually ends up being useful to computers. It's interesting so far but I am no way fit to teach this stuff.

Last thing you cooked/ate:

Vetkoek with biltong and some other things in. It sounds like a horrid combo, I know, but it's so good when made right.

What are you working on:

The same old projects as always, but I've got a (currently nameless) new one starting to brew that's set in a post-apocalyptic fantasy world that's been keeping me busy every day while waiting for my exam sessions to end.

So funny story, I actually don't have 9 people I can tag, so here's a no pressure tag for those I can and an open tag for anyone who wants to hop on:

@honeybewrites @illarian-rambling @thatoneterrariaplayers-vault @pizzamanstan @pb-dot @orion-lacroix

[collectorcookie]

fandom/game vent

tw: csa

Uuugghgggh. Idk why but nothing feels right lately.

On one hand, the enstars fixation died down A LOT. Great for my bank account tbh, i don't wanna spend another cent on gacha games. My brain is free🎉🎉🎉

And rather than feeling this pressure of "omg i must grind new events and get new cards" or "omg there are so many event stories i missed out on" or "i must grind every single new song on all difficulty levels for dia" i just. Don't do that anymore lol. I actually just play the songs whenever i actually feel like playing any and i read only the stories that actually interest me. Which definitely aren't a lot tbh. (still waiting on that knights climax tl) but yeah i'm basically reading 0 stuff from engstars.

So if you wanna break free from a gacha game sucking your soul, I think the reason why the enstars fixation died down so much for me is a combination of

burning myself out trying to get cards

getting bluetooth headphones (which basically make it impossible to play the game with headphones)

turning the BP game notification off

Engstars TLs getting worse than fan TLs

Obviously i still have basic but since i can't read japanese, i can't stress myself over reading new stories because i can't read anything at all. Yaaaay. I have evolved into a casual player.

Now. On the other hand. The new fixation. My beloved wizards. Mahoyaku.

I'm gonna be so honest, i kinda hate it here.

Don't get me wrong, i love the game, i love the story, i love the characters. But the fans. The fans man.

Like with enstars fandom, i started out with tumblr, and sure, i had to occasionally block some people and filter out some stuff, but that was it. That was enough for me to be able to chill and actually be comfortable in the enstars fandom space on tumblr.

Now, there are basically no mhyk fans on tumblr. Ok fine. Guess i'll go on twitter instead. So i made a twt account.

I truly cannot explain to you how much i should not have done that.

Like, ok, LOTS MORE fanart which is great. Fantastic. Lovely. However, a lot of proshippers. Many many proshippers. Like i do not have that much experience in fandom spaces in the first place but i swear the amount of proshippers is disproportionately large in mhyk fandom, on twt at least.

Ok another warning for talk about csa if you somehow didn't catch the one above

I think it's obvious from my blog here alone how much i like northfam, especially Snow and White. To be so honest, Snow and White were the biggest hesitation for me to NOT get into mhyk because we all know the "child looking character is actually over 2000 y.o." is NEVER handled well in fiction. Well, i ended up reading mhyk anyways, and to my relief, s&w's child forms do not get sexualized ever. Thank god.

But like mentioned before, this is not the case for the fandom. Not only do i always end up finding people shipping s&w together, but also many other of my faves, like oz and arthur (foster father and son) or mitile and figaro (student and teacher). Which i do not want to see ever, and the thing with twt is, you can't tag and filter stuff like on here. And even after being on twt for...idk how many months, i STILL end up seeing stuff i would like to stay 4869761093 lightyears away from.

I've been trying to do everything, from blocking to muting words to clicking the three dots on each individual post i don't want to see for the "please don't show me stuff like this". AND IT STILL HAPPENS.

Idk man...as a csa survivor myself it feels so hopeless...like is it really worth it here if i'll just keep finding stuff that triggers me? Is it worth meeting new people and constantly being on edge if this new fan thinks being proship is ok?

I really did like making fanart for fandom purposes, it made me draw a lot more, but between my dying interest in enstars and mhyk fandom thinking the stuff that has and will put me in therapy for decades is hot. I don't feel like interacting with fandom that much anymore ngl....and that makes me genuinely sad. Idk maybe this is a depressive episode that will go away but i feel so tired for now....hobbies are supposed to be fun....

[lord-shitbox]

part 2 of this ask

📝Process for hurt mezu drawing 

here are the steps i dug out of an art server's wips channel lol

1. initial sketch

2. refine sketch. thats lines now babey. (omitted "the sleeves are KILLING ME WAHHH" stage that led to this)

3. grayscale, to use with gradient map (this is a more polished grayscale than I started with, i dug the working file out to get better images)

4. find nice gradient map (ended up being the same one I'd used for the piece i made right before. the goal is to make what's essentially an underpainting, not to color the whole thing with one map)

5. tweak and add colors that arent in the map with hard light layers & also sneak in a layer for special effect and atmospheric/ scenic perspective while you're at it

6. shading & more finishing effects. pretty much all of the shading was done with hard light layers! the only non-hard light layers I used for the shading were the particle effect layers & like one faint glow layer to fix some values. blood was done with linear burn

✨Inspiration for hurt mezu drawing 

the coloring method (grayscale -> saturated gradient map underpainting -> additive color adjustments) is something I tried out with the piece i'd made right before (the one where gozu is holding mezu from behind) & turned out really well, so I wanted to keep going with it

I also wanted to draw them angstily again because it'd been a very long time. like half a year at least. angsting them is very enriching for my soul so I try to do it regularly, this one was overdue

subconsciously referenced the poses in the initial sketch from this old thing (feb 2021). i love doing this. all my for-fun works recycle old elements in some way. my favorite game is "what old art reminds me of what im doing rn" im so good at digging stuff out of my archives for it. everyone loves when i do this

the gangi-kozou panel also

i went through a "shade in bold red-orange & dark blue with hard light layers" phase in like..april/may of 2021. i still like that stuff a lot so I wanted to revisit it

💚Things you like about hurt mezu drawing

repasting the link there but the sixth image in the process is essentially the final so you can just look at that

the colors are nice!! I'm real happy with using more saturated colors n I think the warm vs cool balance works really well

the sleeves (man being dramatic on the sand meme)

no like fr look at the 2021 piece's kimono sleeves vs the one I just did 2.5 years later. so satisfying

Gozu's expression came out nice

i think the claws and flash lines successfully added Emphasis to Gozu's expression & the piece overall

the poses … the drama …. the brush textures are also good

⏳Things you’d do differently with hurt mezu drawing

add in a liiitle more contrast...aka use a wider range of values. Some lighter lights and darker darks. I miss my 2021 hard neon lighting

a bit more distinction between the characters and the background also

the composition isn't bad but it could be better. Should've thought more about the way the eye would flow around the image in the drafting stage (solid b&w color block thumbnails are good for this)

Moar Sparkles. (I put a solid amount of large & low opacity light bubbles in there & some finer brighter dots especially around the claw stems, but I think more clusters of tiny bright lights on the characters themselves would've gone hard)

💌Some favourite feedback on art

as the wise man Austin Kleon once said: keep a "praise file" of all the positive feedback you get (if you've never read "Steal Like an Artist," you must). so. i am prepared for this question hold on

tastes like sugar glass

multiple people have told me my art is soft & dreamlike

jayce you reblogged my touchstarved art with nice tags on april 10th ive got that saved love uou

umm theres a lot...anytime someone keysmashes or feels emotional because of my art i get happy ,,, lys messaged me about the hurt mezu piece that made me happy also,,,,,there is so much joy in the world

[byjillianmaria]

dead darlings tag

Tagged by @sarandipitywrites!! check out their dead darling here.

Tagging @stories-by-rie @cwritesfiction @lady-redshield-writes @lullabyes22-blog @roselinbooks-official @incandescent-creativity aaaaand whoever else wants to do this!

There's Magic Between Us went through a LOT of changes before it got published. Eden grew a whole different backstory, a subplot about a missing uncle got axed, a subplot about a magic treasure got added, and Lydia's knowledge of Fae Nonsense was severely more limited!

As such, a lot got left on the cutting room floor. I'm not too precious about any of it, but I was always a little sad to lose this scene where Lydia plays guitar for Eden. It doesn't really make sense to have in the final draft — Eden became the kind of character who wouldn't have time for this distraction, and Lydia became the kind of character who wouldn't have the patience to learn a whole song, anyway — but it was such a fun little romance trope to have while it lasted.

I also included some developer's notes, for funsies.

“What’s that on your back?” she asks. “Oh!” I run my free hand along the strap across my waist. (Note from present-day Jillian: I think this was meant to say shoulder or chest? That's a first draft for you.) “That’s my guitar. I just brought it for fun.” “Do you play?” “A little! I can show you when we sit down.�� Sure, I only know the basics. But I know a few songs—enough to woo people who want to be wooed, I’m pretty sure. Or at least fill a few quiet moments between friends. I could be down for either, depending on how this plays out. “That would be nice.” Eden points ahead of her. The trees widen out into a clearing with a large pond. A few willow trees dot the shore, long branches reaching down. It’s one of those that she points to. “Under that tree is one of my favorite spots to sit. I bet it would make a good picnic.” “Dude, totally.” It looks like something out of a postcard. In the shade of the willow branches, the warm summer air cools just a little. It’s a comfortable place to lay out the picnic blanket. “You’re right, there is a lot of cool stuff here.” Eden smiles, smoothing the burgundy skirt of her button-down dress over her legs as she sits. “I’m glad you think so.” “Yeah! Thanks for showing it to me. If you’re ever in Chicago, I’ll be sure to return the favor.” Eden looks down at her lap, hair falling over her forehead. “I’ll keep that in mind.” I’m not sure if it’s bashfulness that changes the air between us or something else, but suddenly the silence sits heavier and less comfortable. I rush to correct it. “I’ve got lots of sandwich making stuff in here, and candy and things. You can pick what you want.” I swing the guitar around into my lap. “Lunch and a show!” This makes Eden smile again, which makes me happy. “Aren’t you going to eat?” I flap a hand at her. “I can eat in a second. I promised music!” “I guess you did,” Eden says, a laugh clinging to the edge of her voice. And so I play for her, while she rummages through the basket and puts together a sandwich. I’m not a great guitarist or a great singer, either, but I can carry a tune well enough that it isn’t unpleasant to listen to. Besides, the trick to doing anything is to do it with confidence. I play one of my favorite songs to perform, a love song by a straight guy. (Note from present day Jillian: what is she playing? I have no idea. I have a playlist of music she likes, but there's few men and even fewer acoustic songs.) I very purposefully don’t change the pronouns when it comes to talking about the girl he fell for. Look, between the pansexual pride bracelet on my wrist and the constant flirting, no one’s ever accused me of being subtle. Eden doesn’t react to the pronoun use, either positively or negatively. Which doesn’t necessarily mean anything. I just know that I get a little excited whenever someone does something gay, even if I’m not interested in them. It’s like finding someone wearing a shirt for a band you like, or something. A moment of connection and understanding, however brief. I won’t be shattered if Eden doesn’t like girls, of course. But I’d be lying if I said I didn’t want to know.

[jovenshires]

Hey the new Ianthony edit? Made me emo as fuck it really had me in my feels very cool.

I didn't see it on the 'smosh' tag? Idk if that's intentional thought you should know if it's not <3 -dot hell anon

TYSM i had so much fun making that one so im glad <3333

ah yeah... that was intentional. old habits die hard i guess? this got a little away from me so i put my extremely long rant under the cut, but tlwr: i try not to tag a lot of shipping stuff as /smosh.

see, i'm not new to the smosh fandom, but i am relatively new to THIS version of the fandom. i came back a couple of months ago but my real heyday was in like. 2018-2020. and we had pretty set rules for how we went about things, and one of the BIG ones was to never put anything ship-related in the main tags (those tags being cast names and the main smosh tag itself).

this was for a couple different reasons; first of all, some of the actual smosh staff was on tumblr (the official smosh blog for one, and i think one of the cast used tumblr at the time?? not sure on that one though as i Cannot remember), and we didn't want them to have to view rpf of themselves in spaces just generally meant for posting about them/their company. like say courtney, for example, goes into the 'courtney miller' tag - there's a difference between seeing a post about her bit in the new tntl and a post about them. fucking ian nasty style. not that there's anything wrong with the latter, just that i am very conscientious about not showing the real person fiction to the real person(s) in question, as was a lot of the smosh fandom.

second of all, not every smosh fan is into rpf. our venn diagram is not a circle. there was a time when i was not a part of the venn diagram. it's why i try to tag every post with 'shipping' and/or 'rpf' when it even vaguely hints at the stuff, so that not everybody has to see it. this isn't exclusive to this topic - i would do that for anything divisive. so, yeah, casual smosh fans scrolling the main tag probably don't want to see my silly ship edits, and i get that!!

since i've returned we obviously have a much different fandom culture - the old smosh blog shut down years ago and i'm fairly certain none of the cast checks tumblr anymore (and if they do and they're reading this: i'd like to apologize and beg for them to block me for both of our sanities). i've also made a few exceptions to my own rule, such as with the incorrect tweets bc i think those can mostly be written off as jokes and the lil au edits though i regret that at times. (i've been considering un-tagging those for a while tbh.) i've also realized recently that the tag 'smosh fic' just gets sorted directly into the 'smosh' tag which is. a pain in the ass. that's not what i said tumblr and you know it. so some of my content has been filtered in there. but you'll notice with the lil clips and text posts i post and stuff i almost never tag it as 'smosh' because. i just don't need people to see it ya know. i've got my people here and that's enough for me <3

that is all to say by the way that the new fandom culture is not BAD. as we all know, i'm very pro-rpf, so seeing rpf out there is great (as long as you know it's not tinhatting etc etc). we also have a very diverse community now with a lot of interesting ships and great fics that i would never have found without casually scrolling through the smosh tag!! it's also easier nowadays to block tags than ever; casual fans can just block the 'shipping' tag and have (relatively) easy access to the smosh tag. so please all of you keep doing you - i'm not your mother and i don't expect you to listen to lil ole me where i live perched up on my soap box. BUT idk if i personally can get over my hang-ups about tags.

[sesshy380]

🧸, 🦷, 🌿, and 🦋 for the truth or dare ask!! ^^

🧸 ⇢ what's the fastest way to become your mutual?

Just start randomly chatting with me. If I don't reply right away, it's usually because I'm busy, but I will reply when I get the chance. If it's been a few days, throw me another rando message. It's entirely possible that my squirrel brain took a glance at it then got distracted and forgot (and without the notif dot, I won't think to check).

If we've been chatting on occasion, but then it's been a few days and you wanna reach out, do it! I am terrible at initiating things, because I brain tells me I am being annoying (I'm sure that's majority of the people here). If your brain does the same and keeps you from sending those rando messages to me, you're not. I have low energy days that sometimes limit my socialization, but it takes a lot for me to find someone annoying. Your competition for 'who is more annoying' is a 15yo that will walk into the room and recite John Cena speaking in Mandarin over and over and over and (that's him being mildly annoying)

🦷 ⇢ share some personal wisdom or a life hack you swear on

This one is for making mashed potatoes when you have low energy. It involves knowing ahead of time.

Figure out when your higher energy period is and get the prep work done. Peel, cube, rinse off dirt/excess starch (I do a double rinse), then put in a bowl or the pot you plan to use with cold salt water that covers and put in fridge for later. I've done mine the day before on occasion, and even had one time where something came up so it had to sit in the fridge for an extra day. I don't recommend 2 days in advance on a regular basis, but it can be stretched that far if needed (I suggest replacing the water in this instance before boiling).

When it comes to mashing, electric hand mixers work great. You get a nice creamy texture, though you can leave a few lumps if preferred.

Accidentally added too much liquid during the mashing process? If you have dry instant potato flakes, sprinkle and mix a little at a time until you get the desired consistency.

🌿 ⇢ give some advice on writer's block and low creativity

Don't beat yourself up (easier said than done, I know). Do something else for a bit. Your brain will scream on occasion to work on your stuff. Make the attempt to at least look. At one point something might just click.

Maybe you wanna write something, but it's not The Thing™. Do it. Write the randomness that appears. Get it out of your system. Maybe it's not your usual style. Maybe it's incoherent gibberish. Hide it away in a doc labeled 'Gibberish'.

Maybe you're stuck on a scene that you want to go a certain way, but the characters want to do something else. Let them. You can copy/paste everything that will still be relevant for the original plot and pick back up later.

Sometimes you get stuck trying to carry over from a previous chapter, then while cooking a grilled cheese you realize that chapter doesn't even have to be there. Don't delete it, just store it away. It might come in handy later. Sometimes that's the only reason the block existed in the first place. (That totally didn't happen to me)

🦋 ⇢ share something that has been on your heart and mind lately 

There are times I feel like I'm letting my readers down with not having any recent updates to TKB 2nd chance.

Add to it that my longfic has also become a 'I will post when I have something', and I'm afraid my longtime readers will think I've become another of those longfic authors that lost interest in their own story and will discontinue writing it.

That is absolutely, positively, not true.

I love my longfic. It's my baby. I'm just starting to get to the part where I feel some readers might start noping out. The tag is there, but it's worded in a way to avoid spoilers. The hints are also there, but I am having to consistently remind myself 'I'm writing for ME'. The end I have in mind is a bit of a cliche, and the dynamics between characters will not be any less string-board.

And I'm frustrated because I don't have anyone that I can discuss future chapter ideas with that has even a clue what's going on. It's one of those stories that you can't simply mention a character name and think you understand their dynamic with other characters, because despite being somewhat canon compliant, it's more parallel timeline with a whole different pre-history. It's the 'What if' of What-if's.

Ask Game here

[ahollowgrave]

hello i'm back. with some??? tips??? you can reblog on a whim! if you come across your own post on the dashboard, you can just reblog it again! Or you can toss it in the queue, or schedule it! you can also go into your archive and find your posts and reblog that way! if you're worried about 'spamming' then feel free to make a tag that people can block! i use 'SRB' which stands for self reblog. many people use this tag or one similar or one all their own. if you don't want to think about it at all, i highly recommend scheduling your post for a few days/hours/weeks/months out from when you first post it. this shuffles the post into your queue (if you use one) for whatever time and date you pick. you can just pick wildly, you can math it out, whatever makes you comfy and ends with your work being put back on the dashboard. also, if you don't know what the Queue or Scheduled Posts are here is a quick break down:

Some quick explanations from the Tumblr Help Desk:

Queued posts help keep your blog active by staggering posts over a period of hours or days.

Scheduling a post sends it to your queue with a specific publishing time instead of following your regular queue posting program.

(If you're using xkit I assume you know how to queue and schedule posts, so this is for the folks who don't!)

Whenever you make a post for tumblr dot com, you get a big blue button that says Post! But it also has a drop down menu! (Oooh, drop down menus!) See below:

In this menu we have the following:

In this case, we are focusing on "Add to Queue" and "Schedule." Please note that this menu is the same when you are reblogging as well! If you hit "add to queue" the post will automatically enter your queue (more on this later) but if you hit Schedule it will give you a pop up where you can pick the date and time you want a post to... post. Or reblog, in this case!

I just kind of scroll randomly on both of these menus and let it go. Once a post is Scheduled it can be found in your queue! If you already have a queue set up, the schedule post will be put between posts for the date/time you selected -- regardless of your queue rules. And you're done! You don't have to think about reblogging it yourself! In a few hours/days/weeks/months you will SRB your own post and put it back on the dashboard! And we get to see it again! Or maybe even for the first time!! A win for everyone!!!!!!!!!!!!

But Pigeon, you cry, how do I get to the queue!? No fear, my friend! The queue is but a few button clicks away. On the left hand side of the desktop you'll find these buttons! We want to click Account. This will unfold all your blogs, or just show your blog if you somehow only have one:

(Don't look at my following don't worry about it I'm fine)

Now. Your queue is set up individually for each blog! So, click the blog that you want. This will bring you to a screen like this:

I'm sure we're familiar with this screen! This is how you access your follower count, your drafts, and of course your queue. Click on queue and it will bring you to a screen that should look something like this in the middle:

Up top are our queue rules! As you can see, my queue is set to post 10 queue'd posts a day between the hours of 11am and 11pm US Central Time! (You probably see me post a lot more, this is because I have a lot of free time (sometimes) during the work day! So I am reblogging on top of the queue. Not always! But often!) These rules only apply to posts you have queue'd! But, again, this is where you Scheduled posts will show up! For example, as you can see the next post in my queue will post on Friday at 3:21 PM Central time. If I scheduled a post for Friday at 3:25 pm I would find that immediately after this post. I am not a technical writer by any means but if you didn't know how to use these features before I hope you know now! Not everyone uses the queue, in fact I think most people don't. But I love it! I mostly use mine to reblog my own stuff, for aesthetic posts, but I also toss in other people's writing and screenshots and other content all the time! I, personally, love when a post of mine gets reblogged weeks later because it was sitting in someone's queue. It's always a little bursts of notes on a screenshot or writing that I loved and it often leads to me reblogging my own stuff!! I don't want to tell anyone what to do or how to use tumblr dot come. This is a social media site and you should be having fun here! But tumblr is one of the last social media sites that does not have an algorithm to run users dashboards. It does have algorithm type things that are opt-out, and many veteran users have, so it is important to 1. Reblog things you like! No one sees your likes unless they have that feature turned on or your likes are public and they're snooping. Likes are nice and I've never scoffed at seeing one and I'm sure no one else has! But Reblogs are what get a post under more eyes, you know?

2. REBLOG YOUR OWN WORK! You can determine how often and what you reblog of your own work!!! Did you post at a 'weird' time!? Reblog it! Did it not do as 'well' as you would have liked? Reblog it! Are you just super proud of the work you did? RE! BLOG! IT!

Anyway. This is so long, but I love you and your work and I'm so glad you shared it!

hey come here

reblog your own work. reblog it as much as you want. the dashboard is chronological (mostly) so you gotta put it back out there!! ok bye

[sttoru]

DO NOT INTERACT IF: you fit the basic dni criteria \\ you support israel \\ can’t discuss things (like differing opinions) maturely \\ you are a pro-shipper \\ you are a porn link poster \\ you write smut for minors (aging them up with no canon time skip is also not welcome) \\ you don’t reblog fics or support artists and/or writers on tumblr dot com \\ you’re a man

FOR THE MINORS: i don’t care that you’re on my page reading my works. you’re the one taking the risks and the responsibility of what you’re going to read is all yours. just don’t interact because any visible age under 17, gets blocked.

HATE ASKS get either completely ridiculed & clowned or instantly blocked & deleted, no in-between. idc abt what you say (especially on anon). you got something to say about me, say it to me directly please !

this blog is mostly jjk-centred. however, i do publish genshin, hsr or l&dps related fics from time to time.

empty blogs will get blocked. inactive blogs too. use your accounts. spam liking will also get you blocked.

i use the block button how i please. if i block you, i have a reason. if we were mutuals, i hard block most of the time. if you decide to block me & we were mutuals: please hardblock me, not soft block.

this is not an only writing blog. i talk, vent and reblog stuff to my liking. i also talk about my own selfships. if you don’t like it, don’t complain. just block.

english is not my first language. don’t expect perfect english grammar — unasked criticism is not needed.

i do not indulge myself in personal discourse nor do i entertain it, unless i (or a mutual of mine) was offended first. when that happens & you do not want to see it, filter ‘cw discourse’.

most works are self-centred / self-indulgent: meaning, they are all female centred. reader is always portrayed as a woman & is shorter than the characters most of the time. though, no further descriptions are added (skin tone, body type etc.) unless i specify so in the tags.

i’m a misandrist and don’t like men, fyi ! if that bothers you, block me

this blog is not spoiler free. i also may forget to put spoiler warnings every now and then. don’t hesitate to politely remind me to add them if that happens.

Q&A

can i dm you to talk or ask something?

yes! as long as you stay respectful, my dms are always open. mutuals can ask for my discord any time as well.

you’ve blocked me, what did i do?

i use the block button how i like. if you’re blocked, you’re either one of the ppl in my dni or a blank/ageless/empty blog with no posts. or, it’s just that i didn’t feel comfortable with something you posted or said. orrrrr, it’s because of your own do not interact criteria and i went ahead and blocked you to spare you the trouble :)

can i vent to you in your inbox?

depends. if you want advice on a simple situation, sure. if it’s to rant about triggering topics (such as suicidal thoughts, depression, sexual assault, or other dark stuff) please seek a therapist for that — not just a random writer on the internet.

why do you block inactive and/or empty blogs that interact with you or follow you?

simply because some of you need to learn that tumblr works on reblogs. plus, empty blogs (and especially with the default tumblr layout) look like bots. lurkers are also not welcome. if you want to keep reading the amazing fictional works on this app, then you need to help your creators out by reblogging their content. it shows support, even if you don’t add any tags to it.

you haven’t posted a fic in a while. when are you publishing one?

i’m a slow writer sometimes. do not expect a fic each day or even each week / two to three weeks. i have a social life outside of this tumblr account i started just for fun (plus university) — no pressuring me into or asking for a part 2 / fic either or you’re blocked.

[suprcalifraglistc-blog]

 but  tip  of  the  top ,  cream  of  the  crop ,  is  mary  po.ppins  &  there  we  stop !     my  fourth  &  final  character  is  the  jewel  of  my  heart ,  mary  po.ppins  who ,  honestly ,  is  the  ultimate  Mom  Friend .     i’ve  got  influences  for  her  from  movie ,  stage  musical ,  &  even  bits  from  the  book  so  bare  with  me  &  here  we  go  with  the  info  under  the  cut !

 PRACTICALLY  PERFECT  IN  EVERY  WAY !

 known  by  all  of  us  for  her  very  long  &  hard  to  spell  word ,  her  lesson  on  what  helps  medicine  go  down ,  &  obviously  being  the  most  famed  &  perfect  nanny  in  the  world .     she  typically  blows  in  ( literally )  to  wherever  she  may  be  needed  with  a  strong  wind  from  the  east  &  will  serve  as  a  nanny  to  children  of  troubled  families .     she  teaches  lessons  important  not  just  to  the  children  but  their  parents  as  well  until  the  family  is  mended .     at  this  point  the  winds  will  change ,  coming  from  the  west ,  &  mary  will  leave  without  a  word ,  content  that  her  work  there  is  done .    mary  is  quite  the  conundrum ,  though ,  if  you  put  too  much  thought  to  her .     why ,  how ,  &  what  she  does  is  something  she  never  explains .     however ,  it’s  not  to  worry  about  because  why  you  may  not  have  an  explanation  for  it  you  can  assume  that  whatever  she  is  doing  is  the  best  possible  thing  to  be  doing .     best  thing  to  do  is  not  question  her  &  just  accept  her  it  makes  things  much  more  delightful  with  her !     

 MARY  +  PERSONALITY  :     mary  is  never  cross  nor  cruel  nor  unpleasant  in  just  about  any  fashion .     she’s  kindhearted ,  polite  at  all  times  &  any  place ,  no  nonsense  even  when  things  have  no  sense  about  them ,  rarely  judgemental ,  observant  &  attentive ,  extremely  clever ,  & ,  really ,  the  list  goes  on .     one  thing  you  can  fault  her  on  ,  however ,  is  that  she  is  quite  vain  as  she  is  quite  aware  of  how  wonderful  she  is .     she’s  whimsical  but  yet  still  very  proper  &  elegant .     she’s  a  very  refined  person  even  when  doing  things  you  wouldn’t  exactly  call  refined  such  as  dancing  atop  a  roof  with  chimney  sweeps  &  you’d  be  surprised  how  polished  she  can  still  manage  to  even  when  her  face  is  covered  in  soot .     she’s ,  as  the  measurement  on  her  personality  tape  measure  tells  her ,  practically  perfect  in  every way .     however ,  being  practically  perfect  is  not  as  effortless  as  mary  makes  it  seem .     the  hardest  part  being  that ,  as  she  says ,  “practically  perfect  people  never  let  sentiment  muddle  their  thoughts” .     mary  strays  away  from  being  sentimental  &  forming  strong  attachments .     she  knows ,  after  all ,  that  it  would  be  foolish  to  grow  sentimental  to  people  she  will  inevitably  leave  once  the  wind  changes .     due  to  this  she  rarely  gets  extremely  close  to  people .     she’ll  make  friends ,  she’s  wonderful  at  doing  that  seeing  as  she’s  delightful  to  almost  everyone ,  but  she  practically  never  opens  up  to  people  about  herself  &  strays  form  lasting  attachments  as  to  not  let  her  heart  muddle  her  mind .    

 MARY  +  MAGIC   :     as  we  know  mary  is  capable  of  some  form  of  magic .     what  the  full  extent  of  her  magic  is ,  however ,  we  don’t  know .     things  mary  has  been  shown  to  have  done  include  but  are  not  limited  to  giving  objects  sentience  (she’s  done  this  with  jane  &  michael’s  toys  & ,  in  the  stage  version ,  statues)  as  well  as  moving  objects  with  but  a  snap  of  her  fingers  (some  kinda  telekinesis  i  guess  is  what  you’d  say  that  is) ,  flying  (via  help  of  her  umbrella  usually) ,  speaking  to  animals ,  creating  solid  structures  from  clouds  (she’s  sitting  on  a  cloud  the  start  of  the  movie  &  in  step  in  time  creates  stairs  to  the  sky  from  a  smoke  stack) ,  bringing  drawings  to  life  &  going  inside  them  as  well  as  bringing  others  with  her  into  the  drawings ,   &  transporting  to  fantastical  worlds  (bit  more  of  stuff  like  that  in  the  books) .     also  one  of  the  most  wild  accounts  of  her  magic  is  (and  i’m  not  making  this  next  part  the  fuck  up)  in  the  stage  version ,  in  the  second  act .     mary  returns  to  the  banks  household  where  they  have  replaced  her  with  mr.  banks’  old  nanny ,  ms. andrews :  a  cruel  &  horrid  woman  who  threatens  to  harm  the  children  for  running  away  &  feed  them  disgusting  medicine .     mary  has  a  sort  of  nanny  face  off  with  her  & ,  without  moving  from  the  stairs ,  mary  somehow  controls  ms. andrews  to  chug  the  entire  bottle  of  her  own  disgusting  medicine .     afterwards  the  lights  go  red  as  a  large ,  human-sized  bird  cage  rises  from  the  floor  (or  comes  out  the  wall  depends  on  what  version  you’re  seeing)  with  smoke  also  coming  out  beneath  it  &  mary  controls  ms. andrews  to  go  inside  the  cage  then  the  cage  sinks  back  into  the  floor  until  it’s  gone  along  with  ms. andrews  shrieking .     again ,  mary  never  moved  from  the  stairs  during  this  she  controlled  ms. andrews  entirely  with  her  mind .     so ,  yeah ,  shit  i  guess  mary  can  physically  control  others  with  her  mind  as  well  as  fucking  ...  damn  people  to  hell ?     because  i  literally  don’t  know  what  else  you  would  call  that ?     point  is  while  mary’s  magic  is  usually  used  for  fantastical  &  fun  purposes  . . .  she  is  powerful  &  i  suggest  you  not  mess  with  her .     from  all  that  we’ve  seen  she’s  done  it  can  be  assumed  that  mary  possess  potentially  reality  warping  magic  or  something  close  to  it  &  she  has  very  good  control  over  it .

 MARY  +  ORIGINS  :     where  did  mary  come  from  &  what  is  she  are  questions  that  have  haunted  me  for  years .     she  has  family .     in  the  book  she  states  that  uncle  albert  is  her  uncle  though ,  as  many  people  refer  to  him  as  uncle  albert ,  it’s  unclear  whether  that  is  simply  many  people  refer  to  him  as  their  uncle  or  if  he’s  an  actual  relative  of  hers .     he  is  shown  to  have  some  sort  of  magic ,  though ,  as  he  floats  when  he  laughs  &  can  cause  others  to  do  the  same  & ,  in  the  book ,  he  makes  a  mention  to  mary’s  mother  saying  that  she  would  befriend  cows  which  shows  that  uncle  albert  is  close  to  her  family  &  it  suggests  that  mary’s  mother  had  magic  as  well  &  talked  to  animals .     mary  possibly  comes  from  a  line  of  people  with  magic  though  she  seems  to  be  the  most  powerful  &  in  control  of  them  all .     i’ve  read  a  description  once  on  a  disney  website  that  said  mary  was  “a  good  fairy”  yet  in  the  book  she  does  give  some  sort  of  explanation  to  her  powers  saying  that  all  children  are  born  with  magic  like  hers  but  as  they  get  older  they  lose  that  power  &  forget  about  it  but  she  simply  never  lost  hers.     in  effort  to  mesh  these  together  i’ve  come  up  with  the  idea  that ,  yes ,  all  have  magic  at  birth  but  only  the  rarest  few  can  retain  it  after  childhood  &  that ,  in  mary’s  world ,  those  people  are  what  came  to  be  known  as  faries .     those  who  have  kept  their  magic  outside  of  childhood  are  thought  to  be  faries  since  they  were  able  to  do  that .    so ,  while  she  doesn’t  directly  call  herself  it ,  mary  is  a  good  fairy .     she  also  has  a  distinct  connection  with  the  wind  as  it  seems  to  direct  where  she  goes  &  when  she  leaves  ...  i  don’t  have  anything  for  that  perhaps  it’s  just  being  her  so  in  touch  with  the  world  &  magic .     she  also  seems  to  have  been  doing  her  nannying  job  for  quite  sometime  &  has  wisdom  beyond  her  physical  age .     with  that  i’m  going  with  that  if  you  manage  to  retain  a  considerable  amount  of  your  magic  into  adulthood ,  your  lifespan  is  expanded .     not  immortal ,  but  expanded  so  that  you’re  younger  longer  as  you  age  slower .     so  who  knows  how  old  uncle  albert  is  or  if  her  mother  is  still  alive  &  how  old  she  is  &  mary  is  much  older  than  she  appears .     because  that  makes  sense  to  me  &  i  like  it .

 WHERE  I’VE  TAKEN  HER  FROM  :     after  the  story ,  &  probably  then  some .     she’s  helped  the  banks  &  gone  to  other  homes ,  wherever  the  winds  take  her ,  &  now  the  winds  have  simply  blown  her  here  &  they’re  not  changing .     therefore  mary  believes  this  is  just  where  she’s  meant  to  be  though  this  is  the  first  time  the  winds  have  simply  brought  her  somewhere  with  no  job  to  do .     with  no  charges  to  take  care  of  she’ll  still  find  her  own  things  to  keep  her  busy  but ,  for  once  in  her  life ,  she  doesn’t  quite  know  what’s  going  on .

BULLET  POINT  RECAP !

 mary  is  a  very  wonderful  person  but  she  is  a  bit  vain  bc  she  knows  it

 mary  is  “practically  perfect  in  every  way”  but  doesn’t  let  herself  grow  personally  close  to  people  nor  does  she  let  herself  get  sentimental  bc  “practically  perfect  people  never  let  sentiment  muddle  their  thoughts”

 mary’s  magic is  fucking  powerful

 like  she  possibly  has  powers  capable  of  reality  warping 

 thank  god  she  uses  these  powers  to  help  children  rather  than  like  fucking  take  over  the  world  holy  shit

 she  sent  a  woman  to  hell  yall  what  the  fuck

 mary  comes  from  a  magic  family

 everyone  is  magical  at  birth  but  you  lose  your  magic  &  forget  about  as  you  grow

 mary  did  not  lose  it  or  forget  about

 people  like  mary  who  dont  lose  their  magic  are  what  faires  are  in  mary’s  world  so  mary  is  a  sort  of  good  fairy

 when  you  dont  lose  your  magic  when  you  grow  into  an  adult  you  age  slower  making  you  younger  longer  so  mary’s  older  than  she  looks  &  has  been  nanning  probably  for  decades 

 mary  knows  she’s  supposed  to  be  here ,  as  this  is  where  she  was  taken  to  by  the  wind ,  but  doesn’t  really  get  why  there’s  no  specific  nanny  job  for  her  to  do  here .

THIS  IS  THE  END !   TIME  FOR  SHORT  HEADCANONS !

 WHAT  BERT  IS  TO  HER  :    bert  is ,  easily ,  the  closest  to  mary .     there’s  still  a  lot  he  doesn’t  know  about  her ,  as  she  does  her  best  to  keep  him  at  arm’s  length ,  but  he  does  know  her  more  than  others  &  is  who  she  spends  most  her  free  time  alongside  when  she  can .     however ,  the  more  time  she  spends  with  bert  the  more  she  finds  herself  becoming  fond  of  him ,  far  more  fond  than  she  is  of  most .     while  she  won’t  admit  it  bert   has  earned  a  special  place  in  her  heart  &  she  looks  forward  to  those  second  tuesdays  off  when  she ,  no  children  by  her  side ,  gets  to  see  him  &  spend  the  day  with  him .     she  limits  herself  to  only  those  second  tuesdays  to  have  this  personal  time  with  him ,  though ,  because  any  more  time  &  sentiment  may  just  muddle  her .

 MARY’S  NEVER  PHASED :     she’s  literally  never  shocked  or  surprised  or  lost  for  words .     there’s  only  a  few  things  that  could  possibly   be  capable  of  rendering  her  speechless .     VERY  few  things .     this  isn’t  just  because ��she’s  the  most  perfect  person  alive  but  also  because  she’s  honestly  seen  &  been  put  through  some  SHIT .     she’s  a  nanny  for  troubled  families  &  not  all  those  troubles  are  limited  to  things  like  a  father  who  ignores  his  children ,  is  run  by  the  stress  of  his  job ,  &  has  no  time  for  his  family .     whatever  mary  is ,  she  is  surely  a  saving  guardian  angel  to  some  children  out  there  who  she’s  been  to .

 MORE  POSSIBLY  COMING  LATER !

[myosotis-myotis]

question meme thing, tagged by @nosongunsung11 ( o/ !!)

tagging: uhhhhhh let’s say @lupathemoth and @a-little-monotonous ! as well as anyone else who’d like to use this format

share your wallpaper: it used to be ace attorney for a really long time, now it’s blaseball. i don’t tend to change visuals often

lock screen is this artwork of Parker by @ HORSEIZONTAL on twitter

home screen is this Jaylen artwork by @ 0re

my laptop lock screen is that title screen artwork of Revachol from Disco Elysium, home screen is this, don’t know what the original source is but it’s on a lot of wallpaper sites. miiiight be wallpaperstock dot net ?

last song you listened to?: i’m listening to music all of the time but as i’m writing this i’m listening to Hail To Whatever You Found In The Sunlight That Surrounds You by Rilo Kiley. in general i’ve been listening to a lot of the Garages and Paramore. so i’m also linking Ignorance bc i keep getting it stuck in my head

currently reading?: i’m rereading the Animorphs series for the first time in years! this is actually the first time i’ve read the series in its entirety, as my personal collection grows sparse after book 30 so there’s some i’ve never read. i’m currently on book 36 out of 54! (plus the extras in there whenever they fit chronologically)

last movie you watched?: uhh i don’t watch a lot of movies. technically Sing i think? i was playing totk and sitting with my 7 y/o brother. he wanted to watch Sing but he got distracted before the end of the movie and turned it off. if we’re talking about movies i watched for me then there’s a good chance it was the new Puss in Boots movie or Into the Spider-Verse but it’s been like a couple months

craving: toasted bagel. butter on it. the good stuff. the creamy kind of butter. tim hortons does it right. also i could go for some dark chocolate

what are you wearing right now?: uhhhh some kinda kapris (?) with grey flower and triangle patterns, and a muscle shirt (?) i was just gifted with pride flags on it. it’s hot as balls. if it weren’t hot as balls i’d have on one of my fave tees, and my Houston Spies bomber jacket or one of my beloved long coats

how tall are you?: 5’2” and a half, which i only found out last year when i finally asked at a visit with doctors

piercings?: nah i’m too much of a baby abt the pain and don’t want to deal with maintenance, but they look cool as hell on anyone

tattoos?: same as above but i’m more likely to be tempted into getting something small someday

glasses? contacts?: i’ve been wearing glasses since elementary school, they’re an all day necessity for me. i gotta get new ones, i’ve had these lenses for years and the frames for even longer whoops. the prescription definitely doesn’t line up anymore

last drink?: iced capp from tim hortons hehe. i don’t consume a lot of caffeine but that shit slaps and cold drinks are a must in this weather

last show?: i also don’t watch a lot of tv! uhhhhh i’m drawing a blank. there’s a chance it was Centaurworld but that was a WHILE ago (and i’ve been thinking of rewatching it soon)

favourite colour?: purples and teals. also browns when there’s a saturated accent colour with it

current obsession?: split between Blaseball (the brainrots been going strong since october) and several different groups of ocs. and also Animorphs i missed Animorphs so much i love Animorphs. fundamental to my childhood. i’m getting back to my roots

unrelated obsession?: not quite sure what this is asking! but Tears of the Kingdom is Up There as well, i’m trying not to rush through the game but i’m finding it very hard to put down ^-^’

or actually if that question is asking about obsessions not tied to any fandom. it’s prehistoric animals and/or bats :]

any pets?: there’s a lot of animals i know and interact with throughout the week. i live with a dog (old chihuahua named Prince) and 3 cats (Charming, Bella, and Mr. Kitty). of those, Mr. Kitty is My Cat part time. he loves my granny a lot too, he’s always either in my room or hers, snuggled up near one of us. he’s one of my best friends he’s so important to me :] my silly little guy

do you have a crush on anyone?: i still am not sure what that’s supposed to feel like and if i have ever felt it before but no i don’t right now. just love and admiration for my pals 🫶

favourite fictional characters: there’s so many my guy. i have a tag for blorbos that live in my brain. the ones on my mind a lot recently are a bunch of Blaseball players, the kids from Animorphs (in particular Rachel, Tobias, and Cassie. the latter two were always tied for favourite when i was a kid but i’ve also found a new appreciation for Rachel as well. man. these kids), the iterators from Rain World, the satellites from 17776/20020, Emmet & Ingo from Pokemon, the list can go on and on and on

last place you travelled?: uhhhh i don’t get out much! i haven’t left the valley i live in for years. i don’t know how far away ‘travel’ has to be to count as travel, the last trip i’ve been on might have been a family vacation into the states? in any case i didn’t go anywhere noteworthy in the past year or more