#so i will be copy pasting my answers

[sebdoesthings]

Please let me answer some Qs. I'll reblog with answers for each like. Send an ask if you want a specific question answered.

[a-scary-lack-of-common-sense]

CAN'T BELIEVE SOME OF YOU PEOPLE KNOW MY GF HWINEBHABWNAJCAHOWEEATOWEUB AU AS "THE KEYSMASH AU", GOOD HEAVENS, SPARE ME SOME DIGNITY /J

[emborami]

Through the years, from popinjay to coxcomb to maccaroni to dandy to dude

[front-facing-pokemon]

[tswwwit]

How is the part fifth of the cult AU going?

Don't want you to feel pressure with the ask, feel free to ignore it. Take care❤️

It's currently just shy of 5k! I took a break for a bit, but momentum has returned. And I have some very fun scenes in mind I think people will like!

[nekrosmos]

Sat down to eat my lunch during A Difficult Day, saw your tags and omg. 🥺

:3c When I tell you I'm fighting for my life against the tumblr tag system because I have so many thoughts about your fics and I can only leave 30 tags CNZPFNZPX. Let me yap tumblr >:(

Hope your day gets better bud <3 I'm gonna fistfight the entire british educational system to give you a break, watch me.

Have a little angry looking Nik, he also will fistfight someone for you.

[1mnobodywhoareyou]

"I will always protect your family"

"why should I believe you?"

"because I care about you!"

For Andi/Victoria

Victoria storms into the office, a PA on her heels.

“I’m so sorry Ms. Parker, I couldn’t stop her!”

Andi looks up from her desk, raising her eyebrows as she realizes who’d just barged in.

She waves the PA away. “It’s alright, I’ve been…” she pauses as she tries to find the right words. “Expecting this. Thank you.”

The PA hastily turns to leave. They pause warily at the door in silent inquiry about whether to leave it open or to close it behind them.

At Andi’s nod, they pull it closed.

Andi looks up at Victoria and gestures toward the chair in front of her desk.

“Victoria,” she greets calmly. “It’s been a while.”

Victoria doesn’t move. Her hands are on her hips and she’s got the same look on her face she did all those years ago when she was lecturing them all on “falling into the gutter of life,” and how they could do whatever they wanted with their lives but they’d better not drag her baby sister down with them. That was before, well, whatever it was happened. And then Andi had to get used to different kinds of looks from her instead. For better and worse.

Andi savours the moment of silence as she braces herself for the tirade she knows she’s about to receive.

“Rosie wasn’t enough for you?”

And there it was.

Andi sits patiently as Victoria unloads all of her thoughts, fears, and feelings. Only ever coming just close enough to the root of it all before venturing down a new tangent. It’s nothing Andi’s never heard before. History repeating itself. Only this time, Julie has Ray. And everything Rose gave her. And a fully grown Victoria. And now, Andi. It’s not the same. But now is not the time to try explaining that to Victoria.

Andi waits the hard-learned and well-practiced 10 seconds after Victoria finishes speaking before responding.

“Tori,” she says softly. Gently.

Victoria’s gaze jumps up to Andi’s face. If Andi had to guess, it's probably been a while since she was called that.

“I get that you’re worried. But don’t you think that it’s better for her to have someone in the industry looking out for her? Especially now that-”

“Don’t.”

“Victoria, it’s been almost two years.”

“I don’t care. They are everything to me. Do you understand that? I lost my heart and where were you?”

A pause.

“And now. Now you’re here. You’re back. Guiding all I have left of her, down the same path? And I’m supposed to just be okay with that?”

“She is her own person, Tori. She’s not some piece of Rose that you can keep sheltered and protected for the rest of your life. And she’s good, Victoria. She’s so good.”

“You think I don’t know that?” Victoria snaps. “You don’t think I’m there? Front row? At every chance I get? You think I don’t know that she’s everything you all wish you could have been?”

Finally, Victoria collapses into one of the chairs.

“Rose made it through, Tori. We all did.”

“Not all of you.”

“You know what I mean.”

Victoria is uncharacteristically quiet so Andi continues.

“We lived very, very different lives. You know that. It won’t be the same. It can’t be.”

“You know she’s already been lying and sneaking out, right?”

“And? She’s 16. What do you expect?”

Victoria lets out a slow breath as she deflates.

“You can’t protect her from everything, you know.”

A resigned sigh. “I know.”

“So, let’s do what we can. Let me be part of the team, Tori. We can be there for her. Together. I will always protect your family.”

Victoria narrows her eyes at Andi. “Why should I believe you?”

Andi shakes her head sadly. She’s still not convinced that what happened 20 years ago was even her fault but it’s clear that Victoria’s not moved on. From any of it. “Because I care about you, Tori. That’s never changed. It never will.”

Victoria’s gaze meets hers, eyes glassy. “So where were you? All this time?”

“Victoria, you made it very clear that you didn’t want me around and I chose to respect that.”

“But. Rose.” Her breath hitches.

“Your wishes came first. You don’t know how much it’s killed me to stay away. I would have been there for all of it if you’d let me.”

Another pause. Andi waits. She’s used to waiting.

Victoria breaks the silence, her voice small. “I’m sorry.”

“I know.”

“You should have been there.”

“I know.”

“I really loved you, you know.”

Andi nods once. “I know that too."

[quarks-pussy]

[Images description: Twelve pictures of Star Trek actors. The phrase "thank you for being both amazing actors and amazing people" is written across most of the images one word at a time, except for the two images in the middle. The middle images are of William Shatner, reading "not you!" and Robert Beltran, reading "or you for that matter". The actors in the other images are George Takei, René Auberjonois, DeForest Kelley, Gates McFadden, Wil Wheaton, Kate Mulgrew, Patrick Stewart, Siddig El Fadil (aka Alexander Siddig), Nichelle Nichols and Leonard Nimoy. End image description.]

Non exhaustive list of course. Many more such cases, in fact feel free to add

(insp)

[locksox]

Loooock

helloooooo :]

a very sleepy and bored discord lurker here, just about to go to bed but we kinda wanted to draw your silly sona

d'you have any reference photos by chance?

have a good day, we are off to bed now o/

~🍲

oh that is very nice of you! thank you :) i hope you had a good sleep!

i dont have any actual ref images or anything like that, but these three are my more recent/accurate doodles!

there are definitely more misc doodles if you go to the #sox tag on either of my blogs but also here is one i never posted plus the big ol sheet that i draw sox and all the discord emotes on lol

i think the only important detail is that the horns point backwards and also slightly inwards

[darkwood-sleddog]

lmao. i had emailed the CDC with some very nuanced questions last night about importation from Canada and the potential future of containment agreements and they are obviously getting a barrage of emails bc they sent me the most formulaic response i've gotten in a hot second with the only humanity in it being the "apologies for your frustration", and i emailed back and asked for actual answers to my questions.

i'm going to be contacting me congressional rep about this for SURE.

[imaginethathaikyuu]

because im curious

[caffeinatedopossum]

Conversation I just had with the person scheduling my therapy (it's at a place that offers disability services so they were asking about that):

Person: oh you're disabled? Were you in a car accident or something?

Me: ah, no, I have a genetic condition that makes my skeleton fall apart

Person: oh geez okay. Do you have to use any mobility aids? Like can you walk?

Me: uhh?? Sometimes? I can walk but not reliably. I can't do anything reliably which is like the whole problem because people don't think of disabilities as being so variable.

Person: wow I don't even think I'd be able to get out of bed, not knowing wether I'd be able to walk or not that day...

Me: oh well I have this pro gamer strategy where laying in bed hurts more the longer I lay there so eventually it will get so painful that I HAVE to get up haha 🙃

[digitalfishwish]

Kit's Traybake Pancakes (chocolate chip var.)

Heyo! You may have seen my original pancake traybake (cinnamon apple var.) recipe! If you haven’t, come check it out here! If you have, check again, since I’ve made some crucial changes to the cook time/temp/optional prep after much experimentation!

Well, here’s:

Love eating pancakes but hate making them? This traybake pancake recipe may be for you! Making these gives me enough pancake squares for 6 days (5 if you eat two on the day you make them). They reheat well, can either be eaten with or without maple syrup, and are very customizable! I recommend adding something healthy like fruit or yogurt, and protein powder like I do in this recipe, making it a slightly healthier breakfast than just pure carbs.

Full recipe under the cut! (Reader beware, you're in for a... lot of asides and annotations lol)

Full disclosure, the base for this recipe was the mug pancake recipe from Emma’s Goodies, which you can watch here!

I made this mug pancake for years (except with tripled portions because I was using a very big mug) and it was super delicious! However, for just one mug pancake, it was a bit of a production and didn’t feel super worth it. Thusly, I have adapted the recipe to be made in a 13”x9” baking tray, which makes a whole lot of breakfast.

Base Ingredients:

12 tbsp. butter (I use salted, if you don’t have salted butter, add a very small amount of kosher salt to your recipe)

9 tbsp. (1/2 cup+ 1 tbsp) granulated sugar

12 fl.oz. milk (I use skim, use whatever kind you like)

3 cups all-purpose flour

3 tsp. baking powder

Customizable Ingredients:

1 scoop protein powder (I use vanilla flavored whey)

1/4 cup of brown sugar

1 cup (around 5oz) nonfat strawberry Greek yogurt (pick a good quality brand/one you like)

1 cup of semisweet chocolate chips (for the batter)

Small handful of semisweet chocolate chips (to sprinkle on top)

1/2 cup of semisweet chocolate chips, 1 tbsp of butter, ~2 capfuls of milk (for chocolate drizzle)

Base Instructions:

Heat oven to 375°F, take out a 13”x9” nonstick baking pan and spray bottom and sides with cooking spray (yes theoretically I know you don’t need to spray a nonstick pan but better safe than sorry).

Put butter in a bowl and melt it in the microwave. I recommend microwaving for 1m20s.

Put butter in a stand mixer, preferably with the paddle attachment. While you heat the milk in the microwave* (40 seconds, stir milk once it’s done; I use a glass liquid measuring cup for the microwaving), add the granulated sugar to the mixer. Once the milk is heated, add it and use one of the lower settings on your mixer.

(If you have customizable wet ingredients, add them now!)

Add the flour and baking powder, mix again on low setting until it forms a batter (a small amount of lumps is okay from what I’ve heard, you don’t want to overmix).

*You can’t put cold milk into hot butter, it will form little clumps and be gross

Customizable Instructions:

Add the brown sugar (as above, preferably before the flour, with the other wet ingredients. Wait, why is sugar a wet ingredient? see † at the bottom).

Add one scoop of your preferred protein powder, then mix on low setting until it’s mixed in.

Similarly, mix in the strawberry yogurt*. Now, I know what you’re saying: this is a very specific thing to add to the pancakes, but hear me out**: it gives moisture to the recipe (in this version, there’s not as much, cuz there’s no added tea/maple syrup, and there’s an additional dry ingredient), and it adds a subtle fruity flavor (also it makes your living space smell amazing while it’s cooking)! I may experiment with adding actual fresh strawberry to the recipe in the future.

Finally, put the cup of choco chips in and mix gently! My mixer head tends to bump around a little bit during this step so you may want to use that generally ignorable lever that keeps the mixer head secure.

*Unlike the brown sugar, you may want to mix the yogurt in after you add the dry ingredients. If you do it before, it won’t incorporate smoothly and end up in a bunch of gross looking lumps. It doesn’t actually affect anything though and once you add the dry ingredients, everything is fine. It’s more about if you’re a wet before dry purist vs. someone squicked out by lumps.

** It’s also the only thing I had on hand lmao

Chocolate Sauce (for ‘drizzling’) Instructions:

Put 1/2 cup of chocolate chips in the microwave with a tablespoon of butter. Melt for 45 seconds on high (according to the packaging on my choco chip bag). Mix the resulting glorp carefully (it’s hot!) with a rubber spatula then microwave for another 15-20 seconds until most/all of the chips have melted.

Mix again. It will look like a gross dry paste (but trust the process). Once you add in a capful of milk and mix—immediately you will have a glossy beautiful mixture. Then add an additional capful of milk (you may need to add more) to make it thin enough to ‘drizzle’!

Baking Instructions:

Pour batter into greased baking tray and use a spatula and spread it evenly by hand, as this batter is thicker and a little stiffer than my apple version. Optional: Sprinkle the top with that handful of chocolate chips—then if you made the chocolate sauce, take the spatula from before, scoop a little bit of chocolate sauce onto the tip of the spatula, and carefully* flick it over the surface of the batter! Really channel your inner Jackson Pollock! Do as much of this as you want until you have your ideal amount of chocolate drizzle on top (and if you have any left afterward, eat it as a tasty little snack. live deliciously lol).

When the oven reaches temperature (if you preheated it at the beginning, it may have already been at temperature for a while) put the pan in and cook for 35 mins. Know your oven and if it tends to be hotter or colder**, adjust cook time as necessary.

When the timer goes off, test the center in several places with a toothpick. As long as it doesn’t come out goopy, you’re good! (crumbs on the toothpick is fine) I say test in several places because if you accidentally go through a chocolate chip, your toothpick will come out wet and chocolatey, but that doesn’t mean the pancakes aren’t done. If it's not done, cook in intervals of 5 minutes, testing when the timer goes off.

Take pan out and use a butter knife or a pie serving spatula and poke around the edges of the pan to free the pancake traybake from the edges. Let cool for 10 minutes.

Cut into squares. I tend to cut 12 pieces, but you could go smaller or larger depending on how much you intend to eat at once.

*By making this recipe you agree to not hold me liable for any chocolate mess that may result from the flicking process (lol).

** How do I know if my oven runs hot or cold, you may ask? If any recipe you make comes out raw and/or takes longer to cook than the instructions say, your oven is colder! If your food ends up burnt and/or takes less time to cook than the recipe instructions say, your oven is hotter!

Enjoy! I eat two squares at a time and it makes a good breakfast! For storing, put however much of it you can eat in 2-3 days in the fridge. Store the rest in the freezer.

I will note, this version of the recipe doesn't form the same kind of cool thick edges like the apple version.

For any customizing other than what I did, use whatever fruit, spices, syrups, and/or protein powders you want! Just be aware that more fruit in the batter means it may take longer to cook!

If you make them, either the same way I did here or differently, let me know how they came out!

†Yes, all sugars are considered wet ingredients. Yes, it is conceptually weird, but there is a reason: because they need to dissolve in liquid in order to be incorporated properly, you add them in with the wet ingredients. It's like Thompson from Gravity Falls, who's kinda in the friend group but only because he performs a specific social role (poor Thomson tho fr fr)

[aria0fgold]

WAIT! WAIT WAIT! I'm getting notifications in the browser tumblr again??? It's happening yall, it's happening!!! IT'S HAPPENING! MY TUMBLR BROWSER IS FIXING ITSELF THANK THE STAAARRRSSS!!!

[rist-ix]

at this point I’m not above begging the old gods for a tbhtbh update and I’m sure as hell not above begging you so please please-

(At least a snippet???)

okay so there’s a whole bunch of asks in my inbox asking for a snippet and I keep putting it off to answer them, because surely I should answer them when I actually have written on? And surely that’s gonna be soon, right?? Right????? But now it’s been months and I’m haunted by all the nice words and funny jokes and cool asks that I never answered because UGH my brain hAS NOT DELIVERED and I didn’t want to show up empty handed, u know? my anxiety is building and my time to write is shrinking and I am A Mess, BUT!!! I’ve also decided to say fuck it and just throw out the stuff I’ve ignored for a good few weeks. So at everyone whose asks I’ve ignored, please know that I am tormented by shame and adhd in equal measures, a never-ending cycle of horror and procrastination.

Anyway. Magix City my beloved!!!

His roar of fury follows her into the hallway, but she doesn’t slow down. Her one chance, her final chance, is now. She knows from Darcy herself that the witch isn’t scrying for her when she’s with Valtor, and she knows from Stormy that the handcuffs’ lifetime is dependent on how strong the captive is. Right now, Valtor is much, much more powerful than her.

She’s paced these corridors for days, weeks. She has gotten lost, confused, and distracted in these hallways, but she has also grown familiar. And now, tonight, it all pays off.

She finds the way. Finds the portal. Far behind her she can hear Valtor call her name, can feel the bond surging with regained magic as he gives chase, and she knows that her window is closing.

Those last few meters feel like eternity. Any moment his hand will close around her shirt, her arm, her neck; any moment she will be torn back and everything will be over. She thinks of Stella, of Flora, of all her friends and how they’d laughed at Alfea, strolled through the city. I’m coming, she thinks. I promise.

She can feel the building heat of a spell behind her.

But it’s too late.

She sets foot into the thin, glowing circle of the portal, and then there’s the blinding light of teleportation.

Just like that, she’s through. She’s out.

The brilliant magic of the portal plucks her from the cold, pale sphere that is Domino, catapults her through thousands of lightyears of space, and spits her out on black asphalt.

She fails to catch her fall, her momentum causing her to roll over her shoulder and bruise her knees on the rough ground. When she comes to a stop, her palms are scratched open and there’s a little bit of blood running down her shins. She hisses in pain and tears her hair back, looking around, preparing to fight off whoever comes through after her.

But he doesn’t appear.

There’s only the dark, rain-wet street before her. Reflecting the colourful lights of the skyscrapers lining it, the streetlamps, the tail-lights of hovering cars zooming by. A rainbow of vibrant blues and purples and yellows, of red and pink and so, so many others. Neon signs and brightened windows cutting through the cloudy night sky, still roiling with the promise of rain.

Magix City. She��s in Magix City.

She’s home.

A wave of sound crashes down on her and she falls right back onto her scraped knees, too stunned to cover her ears. After the long, unnatural silence of Domino, everything is so loud. Angry, beeping horns of cars in the distance, engines whining and roaring, the pitter-patter of a million steps as people mill about on the sidewalks, heeled shoes against wet stone. A prism full of colors in just their clothes, their hair, their faces as they stream by.

Even at night Magix is a bustling metropolis, full of life and noise and light.

She’s assaulted by so many impressions all at once she feels like she might go blind and deaf from it, and still she can’t look away. Three years she hasn’t been here. Almost four, now.

It’s so, so beautiful. In that shrill, dazzling, vibrant way only Magix can be. She feels just like she did then, when she’d first set foot into its labyrinthine, multilayered streets. Like she is on the cusp of something new, something chaotic and magical. Limitless and never-ending, never-resting.

Freedom. She’s free.

A blaring horn snaps her back to the present, and she whirls around only to shield her eyes from the blinding headlights of a car. Someone’s yelling for her to get up, get off the street, are you insane? She jumps to her feet and realizes that she’s in the middle of the road, in her pajamas, and cars have had to hit the brakes or they would have run her over.

Adrenaline hot in her veins, she stumbles back towards the sidewalk, looking around. People have stopped walking and are pointing at her, some talking to each other behind raised hands. Some look worried, some are snickering, and some look alarmed. Shocked.

She remembers that her picture had been plastered across screens and billboards for years, combined with a shady excuse and a bounty that no sane person could have spent in their entire lifetime.

And that Magix is crawling with Valtor’s marks.

No sooner had she finished the thought than she feels the gaze of dozens of eyes snap to her, all at once. Faces in the crowd turning towards her as if magnetized, their eerie synchrony sending goosebumps down her spine.

There’s no life in their stare. Because they’re not the ones looking.

She doesn’t wait for them to come any closer. She ducks her head and starts sprinting, slipping through the gaps in the crowd like a fish against the current. From the corners of her eyes she can see them start to move, to follow her, and her thundering heartbeat seems to choke her in her throat. She hasn’t thought this through at all, there’s a reason she never returned here with Stella. But the only thing on her mind when she’d stepped through that portal had been her friends, how happy they’d been, and the magical gateway had dropped her at the closest match to that nebulous feeling it could find. In the middle of a street, at the heart of this city they had loved.

And now Valtor knows she’s here.

A hand snatches her wrist, and another grabs her hair, marks swarming towards her from all corners of the city. She cries out in pain and hears people start to shout in confusion, but even if they wanted to risk helping her, they wouldn’t have the power to get through the mind-controlled puppets.

But she does, she remembers as the marks try to pull her back, push her down.

A blaze of light and she is bursting free, fluttering wings carrying her up above them and the crowd. Glittering cyan settling on her skin, golden tiara flashing in her hair, and if there had been any doubts in anyone as to who she is, they are now shown irrefutable proof.

[drag0nalias0]

Shoutout to Nie Huaisang for being the most relatable mdzs character