#reblogs turned off from this one ✌️

[bonesbuckleup]

You’re writing a book?! What the hell that’s so exciting!!

I was gonna ask you about it bc I’m 👀🍽️ but then I saw the ask game you were having and realized that nr 17 fits perfectly >:) (ofc you can be as specific as you want/are able to be) I’m also really curious about 23, more specifically if there’s a place you often go to where you generally feel more productive?

(and if these have already been asked you can just pick whichever question you feel like you want to answer lol ♥️)

Answering out of order!

23. Describe the physical environment in which you write. Be as detailed as possible. Tell me what’s around you as you work. Paint me a picture.

I have a standing desk in my bedroom with a walking pad. On that desk is a Bluetooth keyboard, a stand for my laptop, and a second monitor. There's also a lamp, some speakers, a copy of Save the Cat Writes a Novel, a bunch of notebooks, some scrap paper, a mug with pens, some thumb tacks, and a candle. I've got a white board to the left, cork boards, and a conspiracy wall of paper taped everywhere for easy-access notes. I'm talking full Pepe Silvia set up, to be honest. It is not elegant, but it gets the job done.

17. Talk to me about the minutiae of your current WIP. Tell me about the lore, the history, the detail, the things that won’t make it in the text.

Rambling vaguely about my original projects beneath the cut. There are two: the one I'm about to rewrite that I've been submitting to agents, and then the shiny new thing.

Project One! A YA contemporary fantasy novel called Initiate. To steal my twitter pitch/aesthetic.

The women of 16-year-old Cal Townsend's family have two traditions--witchcraft and secrets. When her father suddenly dies, and Cal is sent to live with her estranged maternal grandmother on a remote island in Lake Superior, Cal unknowingly enters into both. Initiate has:

Great Lakes gothic vibes

A Superior-based magic system

Queer kids trying their best

Sentient shadows

Hauntings of various kinds

Breaking generational curses

So! Much! Ice!

ANYWAY. I am about to rip that one apart at the seams, so that's all I have to say about it. However, I am also working on a new one that would probably appeal to Batfam fandom fans, so why not pop it in here as well.

It does not have a title yet, and is only the crime mage boys wip.

Set in a world that's exactly like ours except magic is an unquestioned part of it, the vibe of the crime mage boys wip is The Outsiders meets Rear Window but, like, also with magic and Chicago. Basically almost everyone has the capacity to do small magic (light a cigarette with a snap of the fingers, etc etc), but a small portion of the population can't do any (null) and another small portion can do big magic (mages).

The Grayson brothers (I know okay shut up) are hanging on by a thread. Leo (23, null, Tired™️) has been his brothers' legal guardian for the past 5 years and works multiple jobs with long hours to keep them afloat. JT (18/19, on week 52 of being in a bad mood) was a promising mage who had his magic permanently cut off by the police after being in the wrong place at the wrong time-- effectively torpedoing every future plan he'd ever had in a single night and leaving him floundering. Miles (14, protagonist, text book flight risk) just wants to keep his head down and not add to his brothers' many problems.

To bring in some extra money, Miles secretly works for a PI and helps her gather evidence (photos of cheaters caught in the act, checking to see if people really live at addresses--low risk recon jobs, basically). But add in a witnessed murder, a DIY-vigilante who keeps putting himself in Miles's way, and a growing mages' rights movement sweeping over the city, and Miles is getting a hell of a lot more than he bargained for.

ANYWAY that one is still very much in progress, but please enjoy these picrews of the three brothers: Miles, JT, and Leo, in that order.

[hajim3]

You want requests? Hmmmm who (out of all characters you right for) likes a plump soft reader? Who looks at thicc ppl and just can't help themselves? And what's their first fantasy about chubby reader?

If you don't do chubby reader requests then plz ignore me. Thank you for your time ✌️🤗

𝚆𝚑𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎'𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚊 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚌 𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚎?

꒷꒦꒷‧˚.‧꒦꒷꒦ ꒷꒦‧˚.‧꒷꒦꒷‧˚꒦꒷꒦꒷‧˚.‧꒦꒷꒦ ꒷꒦‧˚.‧꒷꒷꒦꒷‧˚.‧꒦꒷

cw: gn!reader, mentions of titties but it can be ignored if it doesn’t apply, suggestive (I think??) I’m not good at warnings so lmk if I missed anything

a/n: HI GUYS!!! I’VE MISSED YOU!!! It’s been over a year! I know this is very short but this took me two days to write cuz I had to get my brain turning again. 😭 Also I had to stop myself from writing cuz I still had a bit more to say but imma save it for another time. I feel pretty good about this one so I hope you guys enjoy it as well.

word count: 478

꒷꒦꒷‧˚.‧꒦꒷꒦ ꒷꒦‧˚.‧꒷꒦꒷‧˚꒦꒷꒦꒷‧˚.‧꒦꒷꒦ ꒷꒦‧˚.‧꒷꒷꒦꒷‧˚.‧꒦꒷

⇾ Tbh I have a whole arsenal of characters that I think would die for a cute chubby person

⇾ But if i absolutely had to pick one person, I say Bokuto (oh and Osamu but imma save that for another time) and i will die on the hill that he would go through hell and back to just get a sprinkle of attention from a chubby person and if you disagree then you’re wrong 🤷🏽‍♀️

⇾ And if I’m not mistaken this is canon right???

⇾ My mans is going feral for some big thighs and titties bro

⇾ Bruh cant keep his hands off you man

⇾ Always expect your thighs to be squeezed, checks to be pinched, ass to be slapped, and tits to be caressed at any given moment

⇾ Cuddles are so nice with him especially in the winter

⇾ Cuddles can either be calm and relaxing or chaotic and loud (no in between)

⇾ But honestly he’s such an affectionate person in the first place so his favorite thing to do with you is cuddle because you’re both so warm and it just feels heavenly (I was always the person that someone would hug/touch to warm up because I’m naturally very warm so this resonates deep with me 😭)

⇾ He’s so proud to show you off in public

⇾ He’s the boyfriend that’ll let you wear whatever you want in public cuz he’s secure in the fact that you’re his and he’s yours so there’s no reason for him not to 🤷🏽‍♀️

⇾ In fact, he would jump at any opportunity to take pictures of you because he’s just so obsessed with your beauty he just can’t help it

⇾ Bro turns into a professional photographer when it comes to you

⇾ Like he’s getting all the angles and lighting to make sure it’s perfect

⇾ If someone was to open his social media they would think it’s ran by you from the amount of pictures and videos of you he has on there

⇾ He’ll post a pic of you and it’ll have some corny ass caption like “just in case you forgot what they look like 🤭🥰” even all his other recent posts (within the last couple days) were of you

⇾ He will spam your comments with emojis and stupid pick up lines whenever you post on you own page

⇾ His one and only wish is to be between your thighs at all times

⇾ Like if he could die between your thighs, oh trust me he most certainly will, with a smile on his face too

⇾ Oh yea he has a very bad habit of slapping your ass, so hard if hurts

⇾ But being the sweet boy he is, he immediately apologizes and rubs it

⇾ If I keep going any longer this is gonna be super fucking long so imma cut it here and maybe make a Pt2 and answer that last part in it💀

FIN

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Like, replies,reblogs, and feedback are greatly appreciated 😁💖

[thyme-in-a-bubble]

ok hmmmm maybe a spencer x bau!reader who is really behind on her work and needs encouragement to finish it bc she is really burnt out and needs support?

totally not based on anything in my life right now

-🐝

A/N: this is just reader being a drama queen, okay bye ✌️

∼ gentle reminder that feedback, but especially reblogs are the way you support writers on here ∽

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“Urgh!” you groaned loudly as your body crumbled against the pile of files still on your desk.

Peaking over the partition wall between your tables, Spencer asked, “um, are you okay there?” a bit stunned by your sudden outburst. 

“No!” you shrieked dramatically, “I am terrible, a failure! I might as well just march up to Hotch’s office right this second and quit because I’m never getting to the end of this pile.” 

“You’re not a failure,” he scrunched up his face, a light smile blooming as he picked up on the lightheartedness in your overly exaggerated reaction, “and you will reach the end, you always do.”

“Oh no, not this time,” your spine straightened back up, “every time I finish off one, the stack just seemingly grows, like it’s never-ending.”

“It’s not growing. You started out with 15 and now there are 8,” barely needing to glance at the stack in order to know the exact number, “trust me, it’s shrinking whether you can see it or not.”

Letting your head roll back, you stared miserably up at the ceiling, “I’m gonna die here. Turn into a fucking halloween decoration.”

“Okay, you do know that it takes anywhere from 3 weeks to several years for a body to decompose enough that you would just look like a full-on skeleton, right?”

“Who was it again that joined you at the morgue on the last case? Oh right, it was me! Of course, I know that, you dingus,” you joked, chewing on the inside of your cheek. 

“So, you just expect us to let you sit there and rot away?” 

“I mean, it’s not like I’m contributing much,” you groaned, drawing his attention back to the untouched mountain in front of you. 

“Hey,” he dropped the jesting ping pong, “you do just as much here as the rest of us. I couldn’t even begin to imagine what the BAU would look like without you.”

His kind words hitting you like a splash of water to the face, you blinked back at him in astonishment, “wow, Reid. That was not funny at all.”

“Yeah, well I wasn’t trying to be,” he said sincerely, looking back at you just long enough for a shiver to tickle down your spine. 

© 2023 thyme-in-a-bubble 

[supernaturalgirl20]

Christmas Market

Pairings: Frankie Morales x f!reader

Warnings: mentions of divorce, single father, friends to lovers, mutual pining, sexual desire, cursing.

A/N: part of @toomanystoriessolittletime December writing challenge. Totally not being posted on the correct day but 🤷‍♀️✌️

Comments and reblogs really appreciated 🥰

Sophia was running around the back garden, a delighted squeal escaping her lips as Benny chased her. “I’m gonna get ya Bug,” he says as he sneaks up behind her, lifting her into the air.

Her giggle is contagious as you and the rest of the guys burst into laughter. “No, please uncle Benny. Don’t tickle me.”

“Ok, ok. I’ll let you go on one condition. You give your old uncle Benny a kiss on the cheek.” He smiles brightly down at her in his arms and she nods her little head before placing a kiss on his cheek. He gently lets her go, making sure she’s steady on her feet before taking his seat beside you again.

“Where’s Fish?” He asks as he takes a swig of his beer. “He went inside to take a call. I think it’s Maria. He didn’t look too happy,” you say as you try to catch a glimpse of him through the patio doors.

“Bet she’s cancelling again,” Santi says, anger evident in his tone as he watches Sophia play with her dolls. You felt sorry for her. Maria had given up her custody leaving Frankie to raise Sophia on his own and any time she was due to take her for any amount of time, she cancelled.

“Fuck,” Frankie huffs as he emerges from the house, his gaze set on his daughter. He lifted his cap off his head and ran his fingers through his hair frustratedly. “She’s gone and done it again. Why does she always do this?” He asks as he turns his gaze towards you.

Santi mumbles something in Spanish before downing his beer and standing. “Forget her, Fish. She doesn’t deserve that beautiful little girl.” He claps Frankie on the shoulder before making his way towards Sophia.

Frankie sighs again as he watches his best friend and his daughter play with dolls. He startles as you wrap your arms around him from behind before placing his hand atop yours and squeezing it gently.

“It’s gonna be ok, Frankie.” You say softly into the curve of his back, the smell of him filling your senses. You’ve always loved the smell of him. Cedarwood, motor oil and something that was distinctly Frankie. He smelled like home, not that you’d ever say that out loud.

“Yeah, I know. It’s just Maria was supposed to take her to the Christmas market to meet Santa. She’s gonna be so disappointed. How am I supposed to tell her that her mom has bailed yet again,” he says defeatedly.

Unwrapping your arms from around him you look to Will and Benny for help but they just shrug their shoulders and tilt their heads towards Frankie. Thanks, you mouth as you roll your eyes.

“How about I take her instead,” you say slightly nervously as you wait for Frankie to answer. His eyes drift from his daughter to you and they search your face for any sign of hesitation. “You’d do that,” he asks incredulously as he steps a little closer.

“Of course,” you say with a nod of your head. “She’s like a daughter to me. I know I’m not her mom but I love her and if she’s ok with it, I’d love to take her.” Frankie doesn’t say anything at first and you become worried you’ve crossed a line somehow but then he pulls you into him and kisses the top of your head.

“You’re amazing, you know that?” He pulls away slightly and stares into your eyes and you think you see something akin to adoration flash through them. “Oh…I’m not…thanks,” you say quietly. You can feel your skin heat under his gaze and for a moment you swear he leans in closer but the clearing of a throat pulls him away.

“I’ll just…I’ll…yeah,” you stammer as you move away and walk towards Sophia and Santi. You can feel his gaze on you as you walk away and you can feel your skin heat from the inside out.

***

“When are you gonna tell her, man?” Benny asks as he watches Frankie gaze longingly after you.

He can feel his face heat and he clears his throat before shifting nervously and turning to his friends. “What…” he stammers out. “What are you on about?”

Benny and Will share a knowing look before smiling at him. “Come on Fish,” Will says as he slowly approaches him, resting his hand on his shoulder. “It’s clear as day you’re in love Y/N. Heck, she’s not very subtle either. How you two haven’t already got together is beyond us.”

“I’m not…. I don’t….wait..Y/N loves me?” Frankie asks, stunned, his eyes shifting from Will to Benny.

“You really haven’t noticed?” Benny asks as he lets his gaze wander to where you are. Frankie lifts his hat off his head again and runs his finger through his hair. Shit. Did you love him? How many fucking years has he wasted on other women when he could’ve just been with you?

“Maybe you should go with her and Sophia to the Christmas market. Use it as an opportunity to see how she really feels and maybe, ya know, finally grow a pair and tell her you’re hopelessly in love with her.” Frankie goes to smack Benny but he’s already run off laughing.

Will squeezes Frankie's shoulder and winks, “for once my baby brother ain’t wrong. Can’t hurt to try right?” With that, he joins the others leaving Frankie to think over what they’d just said.

He ran his hand down along his face and sighed. He was either gonna finally have you as more than a friend for the rest of his life or ruin the best thing to ever happen to him.

***

Sophia didn’t seem to be too concerned about the fact that her mother couldn’t bring her to the market. Especially when Frankie told her you would bring her instead. She was delighted and let out a little shriek when she ran at you, wrapping her small arms around your neck.

“Can I get a hot chocolate? With marshmallows and cream?” She asked, a huge smile lighting up her face.

You moved a loose strand of hair from her face and smiled softly at her. “You sure can, sweetie. I’ll even let you have some of that delicious salted popcorn they make fresh but don’t tell your daddy.”

She looks from you to Frankie - who's standing with his shoulder leaning against the doorframe, legs crossed and a huge smile on his face - with a cheeky smile before moving her fingers along her lips. “My mouth is sealed,” she whispered as she rushed off to get ready for bed.

“She is not sleeping tonight,” you say as you try to push up off the floor. Frankie rushes over to help, reaching out his hand to pull you up and once you’re steady he moves his hand, unconsciously, to rest on your waist.

The proximity has your heart beating faster and you feel a heat pooling between your thighs with the way he's looking at you. His eyes hold your gaze, only flickering briefly to your lips before he clears his throat and pulls away.

“I was….I was thinking, would you mind if I tagged along tomorrow? I don’t normally go with her when it’s Maria but she’s not taking her so….I mean it’s you….I…” he stammers and you smile at his awkwardness before you place your finger on his lips, effectively making him stop.

His eyes widened at the action. “Of course, you can come, Frankie. It’ll be fun with just us. The three musketeers.” He gulps loudly as you pull your finger away and you think you see a tinge of pink in his cheeks.

“Right,” you say with a clap of your hand gently on his chest, “I better get going. Will I come over here or are you two gonna pick me up?”

Frankie shakes himself from his thoughts and turns to you as you make your way towards the front door. “We’ll come to pick you up. Say around 9. Sound good?”

“Sure thing. I’ll be up and ready. Tell Miss Sophia not to eat too much for breakfast or she’ll be too full for all the treats.” With a quick wave, you hop in your car and pull out of the drive.

Frankie stands watching as you drive down the street and around the corner, out of sight. God how he wishes you were Sophia’s mom. You’re more a mother to her than Maria. Maybe someday, he thinks as he turns and closes the door behind him.

***

When you hop into his truck the next morning, Frankie hands you a steaming cup of coffee from your favourite cafe in town. “Oh. My. God. I love you,” you say as you take a sip. “Hmm, that’s so good,” you moan, resting your head back against the headrest. “Just what I needed.”

Frankie is sitting staring at your mouth, still thinking about the moan that just slipped past your plush lips. His cock stirs to life beneath his jeans as his mind wanders, thinking of other ways to make you moan like that.

“Can we go now, daddy?” Sophia asks from the back seat bringing him back to reality. With a clear of his throat, he turns his gaze back to the window as he starts the engine. “Sorry Mija, ready to go?” He glances over his shoulder at his daughter.

“Yeah, let’s go. I can’t wait to meet Santa,” she squeals. Frankie smiles at his daughter before glancing over at you to find your gaze already on him. His skin heats under your intense gaze and he adjusts himself, hoping you can’t see the effect you're having on him.

“Got your list ready for him, Soph?” You ask her as you look back at her over your shoulder. She nods her head, “yeah, but there’s only one thing I want for Christmas this year.”

“Yeah, what’s that?” Frankie asks, looking at her through the rearview mirror. “Can’t say. I gotta tell Santa first.”

Frankie catches your gaze and you shrug your shoulders with a smile. He knows what he wants for Christmas: she’s sitting across from him.

***

The market was bustling, crowds of people milling about the stalls that littered the park. There was a little of everything there from homemade treats, and beers to beautiful wooden toys.

Sophia’s excitement was uncontrollable as she went from one stall to the next, tasting sweets and wanting to buy presents for her uncles and her Abuela. You had already helped her with a present for Frankie - a new cap.

“Mi princesa, you need to slow down. We have all day,” Frankie laughed as his gaze drifted over to you.

“I love it, daddy. Thank you Y/N for bringing me today.” Sophia jumps into your arms and you hug her tight. “You don’t have to thank me, sweetie. I’m happy to take you. Now, wanna go see Santa and then get some of that delicious hot chocolate I promised?” You suggested before looking up at Frankie.

He’s staring down at you with a smile on his face and adoration in his eyes. He can’t believe how good you are with Sophia. He knows you’re gonna be a great mom one day. He only hopes that he’s the father.

“Come on, let’s go,” Frankie says, reaching out his hand for Sophia but you grab it instead, shocking him. His eyes drift to where your fingers are laced with his and after a moment he meets your gaze and smiles before leading you both to Santa’s grotto.

***

You and Frankie stand aside watching as Sophia whispers into Santa’s ear. She refused to tell you both what she was asking for and Frankie was getting antsy about it. “I need her to tell me what she wants, otherwise how am I supposed to get it for her,” he whispers as he bites his nails.

You smack his hand down away from his mouth, eyes lingering on his lips for a moment before meeting his gaze. “She’ll tell us, so stop worrying.”

“Excuse me, but do you and your wife want to hop into a picture with your daughter,” the lady dressed as an elf asks and you go to correct her but then Frankie wraps his arm around your waist.

“We’d love to,” Frankie says with a smile as he guides you along, his hand resting on your lower back. “Ok Everyone, say Merry Christmas.”

Your heart is fluttering wildly against your ribcage as the elf takes the picture, Frankie’s hand still resting on your back as you both stand behind Santa. The only thought running through your head was how good it felt to be called his wife.

***

“Can I have more marshmallows please?” Sophia asks, flashing her puppy dog eyes at Frankie. With a shake of his head and a smile on his face, he gives her permission to go up and ask the vendor for some.

“Thank you, for today. It means the world to me that you’re always there for her. For us,” Frankie whispered, his hand coming to rest atop yours.

Your heart beats frantically again and you swallow the hot chocolate before placing your cup on the table. “You don’t need to thank me, Frankie. I love spending time with her, with you. I’m always happy to help.”

You smile softly at him and he can’t help how his heart beats fast as you look him in the eyes. He thinks maybe Benny was right. Maybe you do like him. Only one way to find out.

“I was wondering, would you like to go to dinner with me tomorrow night?” Frankie asks nervously, his thumb rubbing a circle into the skin on the back of your hand.

“Sure but what about Sophia? Who’s gonna mind her? Oh maybe she could come too, we can take her to that diner a town over, you remember the one ....”

Frankie’s face is turning red and he moves his hand away from yours as he pulls off his cap and runs his fingers through his hair, avoiding eye contact. He clears his throat, “I was actually….uh…well I…” he stammers.

You stare at him and realisation dawns on you. Is he asking you out?

“Frankie, are you asking me on a date?” You ask and wait with bated breath as he fixes his cap back on his head. “Yeah I am but only if you want to. I lo…I like you, really like you and I want to see where it goes but I also don’t want to lose you so if you don’t feel the same then just forget I said anything.”

He takes another sip of hot chocolate and lets his gaze drift to where Sophia is standing in line and when you place your hand on his thigh he almost chokes on the drink.

“I thought you’d never ask. I’d love to go on a date with you Frankie but I don’t just like you, I love you.” You whisper as you worry your bottom lip, hoping you haven’t freaked him out.

He releases a sigh of relief and reaches his hand out to caress your cheek. “Thank god, because I love you too. Always have. Can I…is it ok if I kiss you?” He asks, voice low and soft and when you nod your head he leans in and captures your lips in a searing kiss.

God, he loves the way you taste. That hint of chocolate and mint and he can feel himself harden in his jeans as he licks along the seam of your bottom lip. He wants nothing more than to take you home to his bed and show you how much he loves you. How much he craves you, but the sound of his daughter shrieking pulls you both apart.

“Yeah. He answered my wish,” Sophia shouts excitedly as she runs towards you. Frankie looks at you, his eyebrow raised in question but you just smile back at him.

“What exactly did you ask Santa for, Mija?” Frankie asks as stares down at his daughter.

“I asked him to make you two love each other and it worked. Does this mean Y/N is gonna be my mommy now?” She asks her little face alight with happiness as he looks between you both.

Frankie coughs and you can’t help but giggle at his reaction. “Well how about me and your daddy take it one day at a time, yeah. Besides, your daddy has to ask me to marry him first.”

She turns her gaze to Frankie, “ask her daddy, please,” she begs.

“Uh,” he stammers before he clears his throat, “at least let me take Y/N on a date first, ok Mija?”

“Ok.” She quickly drops the subject and dives into her small plastic cup of marshmallows completely oblivious to the awkwardness she just unleashed.

“I’d say yes, ya know.” You whisper into Frankie’s ear as he turns to face you, his cheeks tinged pink. “If you asked.”

“Umm, good to know baby.” He smiles at you before leaning in and kissing you softly on the lips. “I wonder if he will give me the other thing I asked for,” Sophia says as she lifts her cup of hot chocolate.

“What else did you ask for, Mija?” Frankie asks as he tucks a strand of hair behind her ear.

“A baby brother or sister.”

[plushietoon]

How about 4?

(Because of the reblog)

Hope everything's fine! ✌️

WarioWare Fan Ask Game!

4. Do you have any personal headcanons or interpretations of the characters? (In relation to design, hobbies, connections to other characters, etc)

Tagging @freakattack since they asked about this too. But I will squeeze in more headcanons in that post >:3 (please do not worry I will indulge in stuff here too)

I've been obsessed with this series since 2018, so I have like, about 6 years of headcanons. This does not include me goofing off with the Thangs in my youth, though I love them dearly. ...it's just that this love is overshadowed by ninjas.

Here's a chunk of headcanons:

Orbulon is squishy and very capable of transformation. I'm stealing the idea from @the-ren-amamiya that he cannot change his eyes when transforming into other beings so he still just wears his shades. He fluctuates between both lanky and chubby depending on his mood, but I like thinking of a middle ground between the two...like give him his boots back, please...

Him, Red, and Ana have gotten into transformation antics because we cannot forget that Red is both Ashley's wand and broom. It is very hard to beat those three when they are hiders in hide and seek. I like @scarlett-v-the-fox's idea that Red's transformations must contain the color red somewhere on him. So between that and Orbulon's eyes, only Ana can do a perfect 1 to 1 transformation when she feels like it.

In speaking of Ana, she's a bit like Ash's Pikachu because she likes contorting herself to partially resemble others to emphasize who's she's (or Kat are) talking about. That or she has a non verbal episode...she has quite a few moments where she doesn't want to talk, or simply can't. Yes I am a bit of a believer she has some neurodivergence, because I am in that boat of being neurodivergent and she has the vibes™.

Shadow was specifically bred to be a dog that's an expert in ninjutsu. Most doggos can't quite just turn into a sword. So in a sense, he's an inheritance from the ninja parents...or clan. Honestly I should pull up my notes on how...distant the parents are...if I can find them.

If you know me, you know I am very fixated on the idea that Ana and Lulu end up as besties. Ana still loves Kat. It's just that on the few occasions where Kat isn't around, there was a time Ana latched onto Lulu 'cause next best thing...that and they both love wearing dresses and eating. Ana cannot talk Kat into the whole frilly dress up time. It may not make full sense in most's lores and maybe even canon, but the one I developed with a close friend has those two also be supportive of one another in developing a sense of self. ...I really need to finish that fic where as (pre?) teens where pageant violence happens. ...It's not exactly as exciting as it sounds, but let's just say Ana defended Lulu who was being harassed by others for not being conventionally pretty.

I used to believe that the Thangs literally lived in Club Sugar. It's a tall building, and I tried to recreate that in the Sims 4. That isn't true anymore but Mr. Sugar still has to deal with the Thangs on a 20/7 basis. Also Mr. Sugar has a instagram for his kitty Bochi.

Miyakiyo has a YouTube Channel featuring her dog Jack, the doggo in the "Shake!" microgame from the first game. It's very much like like Maya the Polar Bear, and it's quite popular. She took advantage of the fact that WarioWare featured Jack in a microgame, especially because Wario ain't paying the royalties to feature that doggo. Of course, the twins are still good friends with Miyakiyo and Jack. I just haven't quite decided Miyakiyo's age.

Bridget and Sal Out are rivals...but are much friendlier to each other compared to how Vanessa treats them and Mona.

The doctor from "Listen to the Doctor" has 2 offices, with the one at Caresaway Isle as his vacation workplace. The nurse he works with tends to the one in Diamond City when he's away to that island. Yes he is absolutely the primary care doctor to all of the WarioWare cast.

I have a lot but I'll share more in other posts. Again, got 6 years of being fixated on this series. Feel free to ask for any specifics and what not!

[marshallfan99]

Third PAW Patrol Movie CONFIRMED!!!

I really hope this one has Marshall as the main focus, and NO it's not just because I'm a Marshall fanboy and want to see his backstory. While it's true that Marshall>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>everyone else for me (yes I hold him on THAT high of a pedestal...actually even HIGHER but I don't wanna waste this post with ">" to show the REAL pedestal), I feel like a movie focused on him could make more sense since Marshall's insecurities have been canonically shown in the TV series...it's his clumsiness, which in turn effects his self-confidence and leads him to feel like he "can't do anything right" (his OWN WORDS from the season 2 episode Pups Save A Friend). I really think a deeper exploration into Marshall's clumsiness would be an interesting story...at least, for me...since I'm Marshall-levels of clumsy myself, but without the cartoon physics and pain-free wipeouts...mine are painful and I've broken a few bones because of it, one of them caused by just trying to go upstairs...anyway, I'm rambling now...but what I'm TRYING to say is, I GET the feelings of insecurity Marshall has shown, because I experience the same thing. But while Chase's trauma of Adventure City (while I appreciate the portrayal and could relate to it) was only shown in the first movie because Adventure City was CREATED for the movie, and Skye's insecurities about her size have been seen NOWHERE else in the series and they most likely just chose that to be her issue BECAUSE she's the smallest, a possible Marshall focused story has the potential to build off of what the TV series has ACTUALLY shown off already. A PAWtuber I watch called N3BULA V actually made a video discussing a potential backstory for Marshall, and it was pretty good in my opinion. Something like that, where it could go more in depth on his clumsiness and how he gets frustrated/insecure about it at times, would personally get me into the theater to watch it day 1...and also I'm just imagining how ADORABLE baby Marshall would be as an added bonus!

Please Spin Master...give Marshall some well-deserved love after how unfairly the show's treated him lately...and fellow Marshall fans, please feel free to like and reblog if you agree.

I hope this post was understandable...I'm not that good at explaining things, but I tried. Anyway, that's all I have to say for now!

Till next time, Marshall out! ✌️

[phoolsified-chaos]

I posted 2,888 times in 2022

18 posts created (1%)

2,870 posts reblogged (99%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@adoginthemanger

@enigmasandepiphanies

@identitycrisis-electricboogaloo

@soulmvtes

I tagged 748 of my posts in 2022

#paglet - 215 posts

#pwetty - 130 posts

#hiraeth needs serotonin - 111 posts

#poetry - 63 posts

#studio ghibli my beloved - 42 posts

#before trilogy my beloved - 26 posts

#tumblr fantasies coming true - 23 posts

#hiraeth is turning 20 ✌️ - 19 posts

#quilt of humanity - 18 posts

#mood - 17 posts

Longest Tag: 96 characters

#i should text the guy i learnt pottery from to get my finished pieces glazed and bring them home

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

fr tho

i really suck at functioning in society. i have awkward silences with my frens now. sometimes even my s/o. and there's so much i wanna tell them. but idk how to. i feel awkward with strangers. i have limited frens. and idk how to make more. even when im close proximity with more ppl. we could probably talk and get somewhere. how do we start. what do i say. they most likely think im a pathetic loner and don't wanna interact. and if i put in efforts, i probably come off as desperate. but what if they seem to not really not be bothered by me. then i over share and embarrass myself. im so boring. i bring up weather and boring college talks. cos the other alternative is my internal monologue. and that's worse.

anyway. i used to think the extrovert adopting introvert wasn't me. now i think it is. cos i dont remember the last time i made a fren

3 notes - Posted November 9, 2022

#4

Phool for phoolandevi

atisundar!

spancc yeu!

psa though: ms phoolandevi does not condone plucking flowers. ms phoolandevi's photos ft. flowers tucked behind her ear are clicked with flowers picked off the ground 🙏

5 notes - Posted May 27, 2022

#3

why is it, that a dog, sleeping in the sun, is so beautiful, y'know, it is, it's beautiful, but a guy, standing at a bank machine, trying to take some money out, looks like a complete moron?

- before sunrise

See the full post

8 notes - Posted March 21, 2022

#2

you know you lonely af when you don't have anyone to sit with in class/mess

level up: your phone is dry af too. you just play mahjong cos you don't have ppl to talk to on your phone

8 notes - Posted November 9, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Bro your name is so beautiful i saw in your bio 'Hiraeth' once i was watching one video in which she said that "Welsh me ek word hai Hiraeth jiska matlab hai 'ghar jo kabhi ghar tha hi nhi' "this sentence made me stare at the wall for 10min straight

spancc yeu

yeaaa i had the same reaction when i first discovered the word

my mind somehow interpreted it as 'longing for the soul to come home' or 'homesickness for the soul' and... adopted it!

9 notes - Posted September 8, 2022

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[queermarzipan]

OMG FIRST OFF I MISSPELLED LOL it's marz or marzi not ""narz"" 😭😂

that aside.... come on a magical adventure with me!! I'm going to put these in an Order bc i like Numbered Lists but u can do them in basically any order lmao

Give yourself a url you can remember. i promise you it will make it so much easier to find things later

Give yourself a cool blog title!! Mine was just "Random Shit" for a long while, it doesn't have to be creative, but definitely do it, it's fun

Put something in your description. this will make you look more like a human. I recommend pronouns bc no-one is gonna call u "he/him" if u don't specify, and it's also the literal most succinct you can get with a blog description, lmao. i have so much respect for huge fandom bloggers whose only bio is "[insert pronoun here]". gobless

GIVE YOURSELF A PFP!!! This will ALSO make you look less like a bot. Do not under any circumstances make your pfp YOURSELF, however. i might be able to dig up that one "starter pack" from when i first joined or a picrew for you (mine is a picrew of me ✌️ lol).

Forget to do anything about your nonexistent "banner" lmfao. do many people have such cool banners but idk what to put for mine & i always forget to do anything about it

Turn off "based on your likes". we don't like her. she's stupid

turn on custom blog theme!! you'll have to go to the online website settings for this one because it doesn't exist in-app, but i promise it's a LIFESAVER for when you need to find a Certain Specific Post, and also makes it 10000% easier for *other* users who can't remember anything about a post except that YOU reblogged it to find it again. this is where the "a url you can remember is a surprise tool that will help us later" comes in: on queermarzipan.tumblr.com (as opposed to www.tumblr.com/queermarzipan), i can add /archive, /tagged/[x], /search/[y], /page/[z], etc, to browse through my own blog more easily! :D!

speaking of "surprise tools that will help us later", start a tagging system, if you're going to want to find anything at all, EARLY. you do NOT want to be digging through your blog for 3 hours trying to remember on what day you reblogged THAT ONE POST because you NEED IT FOR [XYZ] IMMEDIATELY. & make it *intuitive* like. use actual desciptive tags. i am STILL trying to wean off the insane acronyms i used for ages, god help me.

TURN OFF AI SHIT. Tumblr is being MARGINALLY better than other sites by even giving its users the option in the first place, but it's still opt-out, rather than the other way around. this is in the same place as "Enable Custom Blog Theme", so you can do both at once (yes, this does mean it's a web link, tumblr is ridiculous): https://www.tumblr.com/settings/blog/iytthegdhduehgd

reblog some stuff!! follow some people!!! i highly recommend @/derinthescarletpescatarian, @/dduane, @/petermorwood, and @/were--ralph as community staples, as well as, obviously, @/weirdly-specific-but-ok if you're willing to get more localised to Me & Mine (i am in the maggot community).if you're willing to tolerate sjw blogging, @/fatphobiabusters and @/spot-the-antisemitism are great. lol. and that's it for recommendations, you've gotta find the other people yourself, sorry.

block and report scam bots/asks

block people LIBERALLY, literally if someone is just slightly annoying you can block them, instant win (you never have to see them either on your blog or in the notes of a post ever again)

likes are bookmarks. likes are not likes they function as bookmarks. if u see a post u like the equivalent to liking it on twitter is to reblog it. liking it is the equivalent of saving the link to the post in a private document. check out my tag #likes vs reblogs for more

message ppl!! be excited!! this is the Cringe Website where we Care Loudly About Things. go nuts!!!

have fun <3!

ok so do u want the low-down on how to tumblr. or do u just wanna kinda Not Do Tumblr and just scroll ur dash not interacting at all. lmao

(don't say my first name in response to this dkhffghsd i've managed to keep that Off the Internet i'm narz or marzi here)

? alright marzi teach me your waes

[catcze]

⠀ [ ᝰ ] Easy

Reblogs are greatly appreciated !!

!!⠀Feat : Kazuha x GN! Reader

!!⠀## : Fluff, friends to lovers, mutual pining (but sped up bc I can’t write much with my nails lmao), confessions, affection, saying ‘I love you’ for the first time 👀

Okay I just got new claws so typing is like actually hard rn, and it’s been a long while since I used my writing brain, but yk what it’s Kazuha day today, so I wish all of u who are pulling for him (or Klee or Heizou!) a very merry successful wishing sesh !!

Also I’m still on writer’s + socializing burnout so 😀✌️ im ghosting again after this <3 teehee

also its like 3 am rn if i messed up smthn send me an ask pls and ill fix it when im more coherent akjsnd

You don’t think there is anything in this world that could have prepared you for Kaedehara Kazuha.

Never in your wildest dreams could you have imagined that the quiet yet oh-so-charming sailor for Inazuma could have had such an impact on you. With his quiet smiles and melodious voice, and the way he had let his gaze linger on you when you had first been introduced.  When he came aboard the ship, you had thought that you two could get along, certainly, but it hadn’t crossed your mind that the two of you would click so well, like two puzzle pieces that just meshed against each other as if it were natural.

And yet Kazuha had been one of your fastest friends— quite easily growing to become your closest aboard the Alcor, all within the year he had spent since coming from Inazuma. 

He came into your life, prancing in and quickly making a space for himself. As your friend, as your sparring partner. As the person who stayed up beside you quite late into the evening when you couldn’t sleep, huddling beside you until the sun broke over the horizon.  As the person who willingly listened to you talk about anything and everything under the sun, lending you an ear and always looking at you with something indiscernible in his gaze. Kazuha was easy to fit into your life— and equally as easy to fall for. 

“You seem to be rather focused on something,” Kazuha says, nudging your shoulder with his, bringing you out of your reverie. An inquisitive look on his face greets you, lips upturned in a curious smile. “Care to share?”

You hastily try to compose yourself, messily shelving all your thoughts of attraction as best as you could, and hoping that you can shrug it off. Falling back into the easy routine, you nudge him in return, blowing him a raspberry when he gives you a playfully offended look. This late (or was it early?), no one else is on the deck to hear the way you laugh.

“Not much just… thinking of you, I guess,” is what you manage when your amusement fizzles out, a more subdued smile taking its place. 

“Of... me?” 

Your mind hadn’t fully caught up to the new topic of the conversation, or the proverbial minefield it had become. You hum, letting your eyes wander back to the ocean. You’re enraptured by the dark blue of the sky, the twinkle of the stars above, and the floating isle of Celestia in the distance. Towards the horizon, dawn is sure to break soon— the sky is already brightening, transitioning into a pinkish orange and the inevitable start of a new day. Out of your sight, Kazuha’s eyes widen and the his ears take on a slightly redder tinge, mouth slightly open like he wishes to say something. After a moment he clears his throat and settles for, “All good things, I hope?”

And the early morning combined with the lack of sleep must have loosened your tongue and lowered you inhibitions. You don’t even bother to hesitate when you speak next. “Good things,” you confirm, loose-lipped and with a traitorous tongue. “How we met. How I never thought we’d be close, or that you’d mean so much to me. Things like that, really.”

”Oh.”

The series of short responses make you pause because… well, how often is it that the flowery-worded Kazuha has such little to say? You turn to him, about to ask if he’s alright, if he’d rather go to sleep than stay up, or if he had taken your words the wrong way, but the words catch in your throat when his hand brushes and then, daringly, takes a hold of your own. His touch is still warm against your own, even through the bandages that wrap it. It’s enough for you breath to hitch and your skin to heat at the contact.  His fingers tangle with yours almost hesitantly, as if fearing that you’d break away from him. 

You hadn’t even realized when you had taken a step towards Kazuha. You glance up at him, meeting the pretty red of his eyes. As close as you are, you can see the flecks of orange and gold in them; the way that the hues and shades blend together, forming something dappled like an autumn leaf. You can see how his eyes take you in— shamelessly, indulgently, as if he is finally allowing himself to look at you without shying away from being caught. Kazuha’s warmth radiates this close, a beacon against the early chill, and you feel yourself wanting to take another step closer.

For a moment, neither of you say anything. Your hands are entangled together as you stand so closely together. Your free hand cradles his face (when had it gotten there?) and he subtly presses himself further against your touch. There isn’t a second that you look away from him— not even when you notice the day break from the corner of your eye. The rays of the early morning sun making a blue and orange painting of the sky, but all you can focus on is how the light comes to caress Kazuha’s face. How it bounces along every curve and dip and mark on his person, and makes his hair glow in the warm light. His eyes, still watching you as intently as you watch him, seem to illuminate in the glow. There is nothing that makes you want to break this moment, that makes you want to take your gaze from him. You don’t want to miss the warmth in his eyes, the soft, heart-wrenching fondness that you can see within them, not even for a single second. 

There isn’t anything that can tear you from this moment, your heart leaping in your chest at how breathtaking he is— at how much you adore him.

“I love you.”

The words had been resting so readily on the tip of your tongue that it takes you a moment to realize that, in fact, it hadn’t been you who said it first. Kazuha beat you to the punch, murmuring his confession into the skin of your palm, letting his affection rest over on like a warm blanket. Even as he holds you hand against his cheek, leaning against your touch, he watches you as you gape at him in surprise. There is nothing pressuring or urgent in his voice, nothing that is begging desperately for a reply. He is merely speaking a truth between you two, getting his long-kept secret off of his chest. The only thing that betrays his nerves is the hand he has intertwined with yours, and how his fingers subtly squeeze your own.

How easy it is for him to turn your world on its head with just three words. How easy it is for him to flood you chest with elation, and have you blood warming with a bone-deep relief and love. You want to laugh and cry and yell but now, most of all, you just want to kiss him. 

You pull him against you with one hand, fluidly slotting your lips against his in a soft kiss. And oh, those months of pining, of wondering how he would feel so close to you, with his mouth against yours and your fingers tangling in the hairs on his nape, they had been worth it. Kazuha’s kiss just feels so right, so natural. Kissing him was just as easy as falling for him had been. You melt into it, shutting your eyes and letting the hand still against his cheek pull you closer to him. His one arm wraps around your middle, gently cradling you against his chest and you hum. The kiss is, by all definitions, tame, but in no way is it something that leaves you unsatisfied. It is tender, a promise shared between the two of you. Of months-long affection and quiet longing finally resolved. As you bask in his embrace and the warmth of the sun, you forget about the rest of the world. Then and there, it is just you and Kazuha.

When you two separate from air, faces warm and chests heaving as you try to catch your breath, there is a pleased, love-drunk smile on Kazuha’s face. His arm is still keeping you close, and his hand has not once let go of your own.

“I love you too,” you finally tell him, breathless and a long, long cry from what you had imagined your confession to sound like all these months. Nothing smooth or suave that you had been hoping for. But Kazuha still beams regardless, still looks at you like he’s so goddamn happy, and you can’t keep the laugh that bubbles in your chest. 

He looks so soft and warm and in love— it just makes you want to kiss him more. 

[lavender-annd-lilac]

👁👄👁

So we all know the classic Fic Rec list, but what I really haven’t seen much of is the Fic “Anti-Rec” list.

Just like the wonderful work tumblr is doing with content censorship rn, I would also like to provide you with ways to steer clear of potentially enjoyable content. 😃

⭐️I present, the anti-rec list:⭐️

a collection of written works along with reasons why, and situations where, you shouldn’t read them. Pls enjoy :) All works are 18+ 

The Last Time - @sunshinebuckybarnes

Don’t read if: you are driving. That’s just straight up irresponsible. Keep your eyes on the road pls. 👀

 Only the Lonely  - @charnelhouse 

Don’t read if: you aren’t wearing your preferred form of vision enhancement (glasses, contacts, etc.). You won’t be able to see the words AT ALL, and let me tell you, the words are the best part. 😉

  Crossing Lines - @speechlessxx 

Don’t read if: you plan on harassing the author afterwards b/c you weren’t being responsible for your own media consumption. You don’t deserve the feelings of happiness and joy this 2 part fic will elicit. Improve yourself and then come back when you are enlightened, mmmmmmkay? Peace & love ✌️

 I Want Your Midnights - @mjolnir-steve 

Don’t read if: you are on the FBI’s most wanted list. Turn yourself in first buddy, then go ahead and reward yourself by reading this masterpiece. Don’t forget to reblog after 😘

Snowstorm pt1 & pt2 - @cherienymphe​

Don’t read if: You aren’t ready to deal with multiple roommates, because this fic and its part 2 will be living rent free in your head long after you’ve finished reading. 😤

 Your Hands Have Made Some Good Mistakes - @thenhewaswrongaboutme 

Don’t read if: you’ve just cut the red wire by accident and the timer on the bomb you were trying to diffuse has started to count down. This is currently an ongoing series, so there is literally no way you will be able to finish before the bomb goes off. You will literally die without knowing how it ends, and I’m pretty sure that’s one of the top 5 Worst Ways to Die. 👻 

 Pillow Princess - @runa-falls 

Don’t read if: you don’t have access to clean water. This 2 part series is a real tear-jerker, and by that I mean once you’ve finished, you will be crying for hours b/c there’s no part 3. Dehydration is guaranteed. If you don’t think you will be able to remain properly hydrated, please put your health first and just wait until you accumulate enough drinkable liquid as a safety measure. 💧

 You Were the One - @georgiapeach30513 

Don’t read if: you are currently working overtime in retail on a Black Friday, x-mas eve, or other hectic shopping event. From experience, I can tell you this is a very disruptive environment, and you will likely be harassed multiple times. These interruptions will negatively affect your enjoyment of this series, which would be doing a great disservice to both yourself and the author. 😵‍💫

 The Lion’s Mouth - @rustytricycle 

Don’t read if: you anticipate being “bumped off” or otherwise incapacitated before being able to finish this series. For example, do you work in organized crime? Has your boss recently made any remarks to you about “swimming with the fishes” or “pushing daisies”? Maybe just take it one step at a time and stick with one shots and drabbles until you are able to secure witness protection from the government. 🫥

line dividers by  @firefly-graphics and can be found here :) 

[the-bi-fangirl-biatch]

go bestie expose your feelings about the ending😔✌️

before i say anything, these are my OWN opinions! no one take them as me speaking for everyone. you can either respectfully discuss in the reblogs/replies or make your own post if you disagree that much, thank you!!

everything else is under the cut bc oh gosh this is actually pretty long lmao (dw, I have a TL;DR at the end)

let me start with the LOWS of the episode and work my way to a more positive light :)))

first off, we had no resolution to the fob watch/timeless child arc. I can still understand this bit because it's part of the mystery, but it feels like there's so much plot whose ends they still haven't tied together. did she just drop the fob watch containing ALL HER PAST MEMORIES inside the TARDIS and ignore it?? did the doctor really not tell yaz about the memories? did she do that offscreen? like- what? they set up so many plots and didn't even end up continuing them like they deserve

next is how they handled sapphic ships, specifically lesbian ships. I don't know much about the classic companions but from what i've seen, tegan and nyssa are supposed to be together and ace is lesbian-coded, but what we got was retconned tyssa and ace flirting with graham?? and I also disliked how they implied that tegan's life was so dull after being left by the doctor.

they also didnt resolve thasmin at all like?? they gave yaz SO MUCH character development and it looked like her relationship with 13 was gonna have a better resolution because of how they added more of it in EOTD and LOTSD but no?? what happened to "I want to tell you everything" and "if it was gonna be anyone it would've been you"? they just ended it with a nod and walking away silently? now here, I can understand that they both don't want to say goodbye (the doctor bc she hates goodbyes and yaz bc she's holding out hope that they may see each other again) BUT we deserve more than just that. (maybe this is bc I was imagining a killing eve s3 finale-esque goodbye wherein both yaz and the doctor stop in their tracks and turn around for a final goobye kiss, but that's on me lmao)

in addition to that, why is it that the first sapphic doctor is the only one who didn't get a kiss in her entire run, when she had so much chances to kiss yaz? and please don't say "we know it's confirmed to be romantic so we don't need the kiss" bc we have had enough shipping based on subtext and post-show confirmations. i agree that physical touch doesn't define a relationship but can't we have it this once? would it be so hard to give us this on their final day?

finally, imo they hardly gave enough time for jodie to say goodbye to her role properly. it would still have been ok if the episode was only filled to the brim with classic who nostalgia, but then they made her regenerate to 10. instead of giving her (the first female doctor) or ncuti (the first black doctor) the spotlight, they decide to bring back the most popular (and most used) doctor, david tennant. don't get me wrong i LOVE david as a person, but there's a difference between bringing someone back for a cameo and overusing them. with all honesty, I'm tired of him and ten 🤷.

and not only that, they took their most popular (white male cishet) doctor, aka the one that most if not all NMDs compare jodie to, and put him at the end as a cliffhanger? like he was the one they should have been waiting for? they must know that they're diverting people's attention away from appreciating jodie's ending and ncuti's beginning. I keep seeing stuff on twitter like "finally, the good doctor who! they're gonna restore doctor who back to its formal glory! this will prove that the female doctor was a mistake!" which is UTTER BULLSHIT

now here are the HIGHS of the episode because there were a lot of them too:

I LOVED how this episode gave closure to some of the classic companions, aka tegan and ace. I squealed when ace called the doctor "professor" and I'm glad they didn't shy away from showing that a previous companion was (rightfully) upset with the doctor. and all the callbacks! the nitro 9, ace's jacket, and her bat, too. don't even get me STARTED on the "support group for former companions" because that was amazing. IAN WAS THERE?!?!? and it gives such a good open end to them, not only for future projects but also for fanfiction lmao.

the plot of this episode was impressive and fun. its length contributed significantly because it defo wouldn't have worked if it wasn't as long. I really wasnt expecting it to make as much sense as it did because it was a great undertaking, but I'm glad it did. it showed the best parts of chibnall's take on doctor who (utilizing iconic classic who elements well and his own take on history).

THE CHARACTERS!!! gahdamn I loved how they gave the characters their own jobs that only they can handle, like kate and tegan with the cybermen (bc of their history with them), ace with the daleks (same reason, her history) and yaz saving the doctor (bg their PARALLELS here I wanna bawl).

I was also obsessed with the master in this episode!! Sacha played him as such an unhinged little pathetic brat man (affectionate) but he also proved that he was more than capable of delivering powerful scenes. compare the humour of the rasputin dance sequence vs the master so desperately wanting to be the doctor because he feels lonely. he's one of the consistently great things about this episode. i will be hearing RA RA RASPUTIN on repeat in my head for the foreseeable future (as well as thirteen's theme 😭😭😭).

Yaz taking charge!!! my little badass who's grown from being unsure about facing a potential threat in s11 to kicking (the master's) ass, saving ace, flying the tardis like it was nothing, and reversing a regeneration?!?! and not to mention Mandip's acting. she's proven that she has the range of badass action, deep emotion, hilarious comedy, and just raw heart. she's amazing, showstopping, phenomenal. and out of my favourite companions, yaz is the one I connect to the most, both with her struggles (in her mental health, in growing as a person, and in learning she's queer) and her strengths (hopefully her heart, her love for friends, her courage), so to see her grow at the same time as I have is so special to me.

finally, people may disagree with me on this, but I love thirteen's regeneration speech, due to the fact that she did not do it on her own, she didnt just talk to herself on that cliffside (that was just the last bit). most of her speech was to YAZ, her companion, her friend, the one who's supposed to be the viewer's stand-in. her entire message of "goodbyes only hurt because what came before was so special, and it's been so special. no body else got to be us, no body else got to live our days, no body. and my hearts are so full of love for all of you" was not just the doctor to yaz, but jodie and mandip to us. and idc if yall don't like her last words, "Tag, you're it" is SO THIRTEEN and is instantly iconic.

TL;DR I disliked: the abandoned fob watch plot, how they handled sapphic/lesbian characters, the way they hinted at thasmin but never properly resolved them, nostalgia overtaking Jodie's time to say goodbye, and yet another doctor played by david tennant, who I think is overused I LOVED: the closure this gave to tegan and ace, both of them and kate being given unique spotlight, the Former Companion Support Group™️, Sacha Dhawan as the Master, Mandip GIll as Yaz, seeing how much yaz has grown, Jodie Whittaker as The Doctor, aaand 13's regeneration speech (which was directed to yaz and to us, not just to herself)

[4ragon]

hiya, i saw the prompt list and I don't know if you wanted only romantic pairs (feel free to disregard this ask if it's only romantic), but I thought the last one, about making excuses to bail each other out would be interesting for young klavier and kristoph. the prompt felt really sibling-y to me :Dd think its fun to think about what it mustve been like for them growing up haha

Hmm, I mean, I had been thinking specifically romantic stuff when I reblogged it, but I’m certainly not against writing a platonic pairing! So, uh, sure!

For a few moments, all Kristoph could do was blink down at the phone in his hands. It was a simple text, all things considered.

Klavier

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“...What is this…?” he muttered to himself, all too aware of exactly what he was looking at. He pushed up his glasses for a moment, rubbing at his face with a disconcerted groan. Didn’t Klavier know he was busy? He had more important things to be doing. It certainly wasn’t his job to babysit the boy twenty-four hours a day.

It was a quiet evening. Late. Too late to be studying for the bar, perhaps, but Kristoph was nothing if not a perfectionist. Best to get started early to absorb the information. Not everyone could regurgitate every fact they’d ever learned on their first try like some snotty little brats Kristoph knew.

Speaking of…

The phone buzzed in his hands. Another string of hieroglyphics for him to interpret. Kristoph’s eyes drifted over the lot of them, debating simply turning the phone off or shattering it against the wall. Finally, he sighed, and placed the call, fingers tapping on the table irritably.

It took a few rings for anything to happen. And then—

“H-Hey bro! How’s it going?”

Klavier’s high-pitched pubescent voice crackled through the phone over the distant, muffled sounds of base-y music. He sounded nervous. Or relieved, Or both?

“I regret to inform you that our family cat has died in a terrible boating accident,” Kristoph deadpanned. “You are needed at home immediately.”

They did not own a cat. They never would own a cat. Kristoph would die before they ever owned a cat.

“Whaaaaat? Nooooooooo. Not Herr Katze!” Klavier cried, far too exaggerated to pass as any sort of genuine distress. He could almost picture the back of Klavier's hand pressed to his forehead in a pseudo-faint. “Oh no, I should…leave this study session of mine right now.”

Kristoph couldn’t help but roll his eyes. “Ah, yes, your 'study session,'” he repeated, being sure to pour all his vitriol into his air quotes.

“Ja, that’s right. My…study session,” he said.

Kristoph tsked under his breath. “You understand that you are a big fish in a small pond, right, Klavier?” he asked, foot tapping on the floor. “Just because you skipped several grades doesn’t mean you have to try to impress the riff raff around you—”

“Ach, you’re breaking up!” Klavier interrupted quickly, making a few static noises with his mouth. “Well I better rush home to check on poor Mutti, she must be so heartbroken over poor Herr Katze.”

“Hmm,” Kristoph agreed. “Yes, I’m sure she will be very grateful, and owe her wonderful son quite the favor in the future, wouldn’t you say—?”

“Ja, ja, whatever you say, Kris.” He could almost picture the cheeky smile, braces and all, grinning back at him. “I’ll talk to you later. Danke!”

“Bitte,” Kristoph muttered back, hanging up before Klavier could say another word.

He scowled at the phone, pinching the bridge of his nose. Well, there went all of Kristoph’s concentration for the evening. Nothing left but to try to get a decent night’s sleep before class tomorrow.

As he pushed away from his desk to stand up, his phone vibrated once more. He paused, glancing down at the phone still on his desk.

Klavier

👏 ❤️

Kristoph raised an eyebrow, before sighing, shaking his head with a bemused smirk, and finally shutting off his phone.

(Anyway I'm still willing to do a few more prompts if anyone is interested, hmu)

[trooper-guppy]

I just wanted to post a thanks to everyone who reblogged or liked my Rex piece! I am really happy people enjoyed it. It’s been a while since I’ve been able to pull off a fully finished piece I was happy with so I really appreciate all the love!  I know I posted some progression pictures while I was working on it, but I thought it’d be neat to have it compiled in one place for everyone. I also really wanted to show how much using References and asking for Feedback from other artists can really put up the quality of a piece! Reference images are a given, they are always a useful tool. However, asking for a friend or another artist to have a look and give you some pointers can be a super valuable learning tool! Everyone looks at a piece differently, a friend can maybe push you out of your comfort zone enough to get you to really learn something new and come up with some awesome pieces! The first image I drew was referenced from a pose in a magazine I believe! It’s pretty stiff in terms of pose, and the silhouette is a bit too blocky. It’s hard to see what’s going on in terms of motion and shape. This made me unhappy! I enjoyed the perspective, but the pose just didn’t feel quite right. This is where my good friend stepped in to offer me some critique! He offered me a redline over my original sketch with some alterations to the pose and to push the perspective. It REALLY made this piece shine for me, and really compelled me to continue it to the line work phase! The rest is pretty self explanatory. I am fond of varying black line work similar to the Clone Wars 2003 series hehe... Colour was something that took me the longest I think! Originally I started off with a red sky but felt it was too... harsh. I decided to slap a bunch of colours in the sky instead with a reddish/purple shadow overlay for the shade. I think this part turned out pretty good! Encouragement from your friends or peers is valuable to keep your spirits up! A fresh set of eyes and some company while you draw can make the world of difference! This went on for a lot longer than I had intended, but I hope it can help someone out! If anyone ever felt they wanted a second opinion on a sketch, I would love to help out if I am not flooded with work! I love to learn as well as teach hehe. Again, thanks everyone! Hope you are having a wonderful evening!  ✌️ 🐟

[tenderlyrenjun]

im so fucking done with ppl like can they not mind their own goddam business and leave you the fuck alone

UGHHH SO FUCKING IMATURE GROW UP

i love your blog everything about is very chill and such a vibe and for me to get on this app just to see ppl getting on u is just annoying asf

LIKE STOP YALL!!!

I honestly wish you got more attention not is a negative way or im not trying to say that u dont have... im just trying to say that u DESERVE THE WORLD!! AND I DONT WANT U TO SAY OTHERWISE

you seem nice... like when u talk to jenosimp or even when u talk abt other idols u seem so cute i feel like u would be an amazing friend and again I DONT WANT YOU TO SAY U WOUDLNT...CAUSE YOU WAOULD SLAYY

bestie the feeling to just fill your inbox with a bunch of hearts increases every fucking day i love you so much and i dont even know you

u deserve so much fucking POSTIVE ENERGY LIKE FR and your writings are so fucking good i wanna dig a whole and crawl in it when i see fic ideas floating through u cause they never disappoint but dumbasses who have NO OTHER FUCKING LIFE THEN TO TALK SHIT ABT U OR BE NEGATIVE NEED THE GET THE FUCK OFF YOUR BLOG

cause honey you such an angle and i hope u know how much i wish you the best

the block function is fun. I use it everyday, and yet .....................

I'm glad I seem nice to you, thanks! I generally have bad first impressions with people, or I'm not too nice until people get to know me, which is ....... yeah, but I'm working on it, i guess.

I'm not really asking for attention nowadays tbh, just because I don't really, like, deserve(?) it (sorry, I don't ._.) or I haven't done anything to warrant attention, like I don't make particularly good fics; I'm not really a popular blog; and I don't have mutuals to interact with, in regards to, like, writing and stuff. and, like, I can't really reblog stuff from writers because a few have me blocked (which, probably, deserved because I am really annoying), or they just don't respond to me (which, again, valid - I'm annoying and they're busy). or, oppositely, out of, like, 200 notes on one of my fics, there will be one empty reblog, or out of 250 notes, there will be one "read later" that doesn't ever turn into a comment, so, like, I just have to assume that people aren't actually reading anything I write, which ... sucks, but there's nothing I can do about anything. I can't really force people to read my writing or interact with me; I can't control people, and I feel really bad for making other people feel bad, so I try not to, like, ask for comments or anything anymore.

oh, I am a really good friend; this is, like, something I'm pretty confident about in my irl life - I am very supportive to all my friends, even with their decisions I don't agree with; I'm a good listener and gift giver; I respect their boundaries and contact them often enough to still be friends; and I know how all of my friends like to be loved, so I don't really doubt my ability to be a good friend once people stick around. Thanks for noticing that.

there's a lot of negative anons and just ... ✌️ that's it; idk ... like, hendery throwing up a leave sign right after crying mood. idk, I just assumed that people got those anons. I hit block and then just ... boop there's more

[heybeybey]

@lenacker I hope you don't mind me hijacking this post but I hope this can serve as the Rivetra fandom's sort of revenge against these toxic Levi stans. They're all just jealous that Petra had more chance to blow him than they will ever have ✌️🧡🖤

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Levi and Petra walked down the aisle that will lead them to their carriage. The atmosphere around them is light and happy, and while he hates the amount of people that are currently within close proximity, the joy on Petra's face made it bearable.

Unfortunately, some brat decided that now's the time to sour the mood. A civilian pushes herself through the crowd to try and catch their attention, grabbing on to Levi's sleeve in desperation.

"Captain Levi, please let me blow you one last time before you get married to that tree-hugging bitch!"

Levi's face morphs in disgust as he holds tighter to his wife's hands. He rips his hand away from the stranger on reflex and before he can even retort a rude reply, a flash of white and orange passes his vision.

Petra delivers a swift kick to the unnamed woman's face (which reminds Levi of the way he kicked Jaeger years before in the courtroom) and he can't help but feel pride start to glow in his chest.

Levi stares as Petra gears up for another attack, hiking up her puffy wedding dress and using her knee to deliver a blow to the woman's stomach. The stranger drops to the ground, gasping in shock and pain.

Eld was right when he said Petra would kill for him, Levi recalls in amusement.

From the corner of his eye, he can see Oluo and Gunther starting to step forward to maybe stop Petra, while Eren nervously watches the scene unfold. The invited Survey Corps guests (which was... almost all of them because, well, this is Petra), all stares in shock and silence as Petra finally grabs the woman's hair. They've never seen Petra this violent before except for when she's fighting titans.

"Say that again to my face!" Petra says lowly. Her sweet voice clashes with the harsh words, making her next statement all the more spine-chilling. "Why don't I try shoving a tree branch up your ass?"

Huh, seems like living together with four men gave his wife a colorful vocabulary.

"Okay, that's enough." Levi throws a glare at the woman. To rub salt to the wound, Levi turns back to Petra and leads her away. "Mrs. Ackerman, I believe our carriage awaits."

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This reblog is a shitpost but the true shits here are the toxic levi stans

(...u do know u can jack off to one character without shitting on another right??? is that so hard to do???)

Toxic Levi stans are really funny. They hate Petra for loving Levi and for being shipped with him.

I mean, we're in a completely different dimension from him, only know Levi for like a few hours, yet we helplessly fall in love with him.

Petra was his direct subordinate for years! She spent almost 24/7 with him, had tea and late-night conversations with him, saw his kindness and his exceptional skill right before her eyes multiple times. YOU CAN'T BLAME HER FOR FALLING IN LOVE WITH HIM!

[mikkiscribbles]

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Here it is: Best stuff first

Extremely handy if you follow a lot of people and hate missing anything good. 

Best Stuff First moves the best stuff on your dashboard—mhm!—right up to the top. 

It’s rolling out this week on iOS and Android, and comes with this Help Center article.  

Thanks! ✌️

I don’t have the option to turn it off yet, but chances are good that my dash is still affected. Chances are good that y'all have been affected. Whatever you do, keep checking your settings tab for the ability to TURN THIS OFF. Because we creators are gonna suffer from this.

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There’s a chance that y'all might not have gotten this option yet, but i finally did. For the sake of all creators out there, check your general settings and look for this option. If you have it, TURN IT OFF. Don’t let some algorithm dictate what you see.

Don’t just like this. It needs to be spread so people know. Not only will your feed be out of chronological order, but creators who aren’t hella popular are suffering lack of exposure because of this. This is the one thing i WILL pressure to reblog.

Hilariously, I did not see this new post at the top of my dash until I turned off the dashboard sorting thing.