#this is smthing i’ll think about for a while now

[angstandhappiness]

AMAZING

Okay, so. I'm seeing a chat about certain monkies being exposed to different music. I keep imagining Macaque and Wukong from the Valleys Au. In particular, Wukong enjoying heavier styles of music - metal, alternative, etc. I don't really enjoy these kinds, but there is a band I enjoy called Sabaton. They are a Swedish power metal band that specializes in writing songs about history. Battles, Heroes, Wars and the like. I can see Wukong, as a history teacher, enjoying their songs a fair bit.

Ahhh I see your Sabaton take and I give you..

Kaizer Orchestra playing in the background

[shouyuus]

(from prev blog) anon asked: Happy bday!! This is my first time using tumblr so idek if this is the right place to ask or if it’s too late! But I was wondering if you could write a Zayne x reader drabble for your 30 event 🤍 I saw someone make a rose out of snow by pressing snow on a card and wrapping it around a stick; I think it’d be so cute for Zayne to do that for the reader while they’re walking back home or smthing (even tho he could use his evol this is cuter 😭)

一翦玫 (one cut rose)

zayne; fluff; i rly said fuck the word limit with this one whoops

─── 黎深 THE MORNING DAWNS in a painful, world-swallowing blue, not a wish or whisper of clouds in sight, and Zayne knows that it’ll be cold enough to blister. He can always feel the winter creeping into his bones, twining between his muscles till they ache for something, for anything.

You’re bleary in his arms when he shakes you awake, and the way you peer up at him through sleep-heavy lashes makes his entire world shimmer down to the size of this bedroom, of your tiny groan as you try to bury your face in his pillow and swat him away.

“C’mon. I’ll walk you,” he says, voice indulgent in the way it only is when he’s speaking to you.

The snow crunches fresh and true underfoot, and he watches as you bloom beneath the robin’s egg sky, head tilting back, your breath twisting up in a thin spiral of white mist as you let out a long breath.

“It’s so beautiful out!”

“Careful, or you’ll slip,” he admonishes, tugging you off a small snowbank back onto the sidewalk. You pout up at him even as he adjusts your scarf.

“Killjoy…” you mutter, and Zayne scoffs, tugging on his own turned up collar.

You pass by an old man selling flowers on the street corner, and you skip ahead to press a bill into his hand, telling him to keep warm even as he smiles and hands you a flower. Zayne watches, a tender happiness threading up his throat as you turn back to hand him the flower.

“For your desk,” you say, “to add some color, or else people are gonna think you’ve got no personality.”

Zayne takes the flower and studies it, a rose in shocking lemon-rind yellow. He brings it up to his nose.

“Thanks.”

You grin up at him, looking pleased and mischievous both.

“Now you owe me a flower too!” you say. Zayne regards you with a contemplative sort of look before turning and continuing down the street. You pout, jogging after him.

“Fine, fine — you don’t have to give me a flower — I was just —”

“You’ll get one,” he says, reaching into his pocket for a credit card. Stooping down towards a mound of untouched snow, he scoops up a thin layer on the card and begins his work, pressing each layer around the previous one, using the heat of his hand to melt the “petals” till they curl into one single snow-white rose.

You gasp as he finishes his work, dusting his hands off on his jacket.

“It’s… beautiful! But… how am I gonna carry if there’s no stem?”

At this, Zayne tsks, summoning his Evol, and you watch with bright eyes as a crystaline stem forms from the base of the rose, extending out, glimmering leaves unfurling in ice as he hands the flower to you. You take it between delicate fingers and smile as you lean in to take a whiff.

“It won’t smell like a rose,” Zayne says, tucking his hands back into his pockets, watching as you stare down at the miraculous flower, “that’s not something my Evol can do just yet.”

But your smile is brilliant as a winter’s morning as you turn back towards him, clutching the flower to your chest, “It’s okay — it smells like winter!”

“Does it now?” Zayne asks, amusement twinkling behind his eyes, “And what exactly does winter smell like?”

You twirl the white rose between careful fingers before shooting him a truly heart-stopping wink —

“It smells like you.”

final wc: 604 || be part of my taglist!

a/n: a few words of explanation -- the trend that anon is asking about can be see here, its rly very cute. also, the title of this fic is a "play" on the popular 一剪梅, aka the "xue hua piao piao" song LMFAO, where i changed the "梅" meaning "plum" from the song title to “玫" from '玫瑰" or "rose" since both 梅 and 玫 are pronounced "mei3". i thought it was a fun little thing to do and the actual song itself is about winter and snow so! :)

taglist: @yaoduriaa @queen-serena88 @stunies

[ottiliere]

hello! ur posts on the vagus nerve and its connections to digestions have encouraged me to do a lil mini dissertation thingy kinda focused on it/around it, ur big thread on PVT and everything really piqued my interest when i read it and i just held onto it for like a year or smthing until like last week when i started the project. Ik u said recently in one of ur posts i believe that ur not going to post the big dirk PVT post and im not here to be like yo post it because i also think u said that ur kinda moving away from like hs/dirky stuff rn ?? (im forgetting if i saw that sorry) but yeah i just wanted to say thank u etc etc, like ive never done an ask before so sorry if this is phrased weirdly but ur blog is just like one of those blogs that fundamentally changed how i view certain things in life for the better lol, like whether its ur beautiful representations / depictions of mental health in like just beautifully painted art (seriously the way u make it look like idk how to word it cartoony/really 2d but then it stands out against the background + if u zoom in and see the tiny pixel details == it makes me mad) or just like the huggeee long form posts that i like to chew on and save cuz theres so many details that AFFAAT like the way you talk abt the topics u portray has made me concious of how i would want to do so in the same way ig u get me. anyway this got really long and idk if i come across coherently, but ur just a random person on the internet whos art and written thoughts that u decide to share makes me happy when i see it == makes me pace around my room and distract me from this fat essay lmao so tldr: i really appreciate what u do + i hope like that ur doing well and that u keep arting and thoughting no matter what it is that u choose to focus on

(uve made me comitted to reading jthm, playing psychonauts and giving jjba w/ dio another go lmao) 🫶🫶

Hello! I’m sorry this reply is coming so late, this ask in particular is very sweet and has stuck out to me.

I’m really happy to have introduced you to PVT, this is something I’ve heard from a few different people on here and it’s very sweet… I did my thesis on it in college and the time really flew by while working on it, things you don't think could possibly attributed to "nerve issues" being nerve issues is always an eye-opener, isn't it? being able to research things that interest you & access information in general really is a privilege in this day and age.

“The topics [I] portray” are very important to me, so it’s heartening when others take interest in spite of the obvious deterrents. A lot of what I love making art about is unpalatable to most, and while I do understand the reasons for that on principle, it can make things feel a little insular. I genuinely believe there’s a lot of value in depicting tableaus of misery.

The last year has brought a lot of very unforeseen changes, and my life is quite different from when I initially made this blog to post about him! That’s also part of why I’ve been so sparse here…though I’m working to change that quite soon. I love sharing my work, and I’ve had the privilege of meeting some truly wonderful people through this website. That said…with where I’m at now, I’m not sure I’ll be posting the Dirk essay anytime soon, I’m afraid.

I’ve undertaken a few ongoing projects, one of which in particular is an original project I plan on sharing publicly here hopefully within the next month or so. I hope it’s something you & anyone else who’s stuck around with me here will enjoy, but failing that, I’ve really enjoyed working on it thus far.

Thank you for the sweet ask, take care, and good luck with your project!

[dearweirdme]

Hi! I want to ask how do you stay involved in BTS Tumblr and twt community and still remain sane because I spent last few days here and I'm already so hurt and offended and the opinions aren't about me either! Jimin got hate because he apparently stole V's moment and now tae's getting hate because he's telling stories about him and jk like?? Big deal,, it doesn't matter if jk and tae are frnds or more or less, if tae wants to tell PPL about smthing he shouldn't be policed for it

Hi anon!

Mmm, it can be tough right? There’s a few things that are important for me personally in keeping a healthy fandom experience.

For one, I have a real solid believe in how I see all members and how they interact amongst themselves. That allows me to cut through the bs fandom brings real quick and I just block or unfollow people who are just plain hateful. I don’t think members are beyond fault or discussion, but there’s a real difference in discussing matters with the intent to understand a situation, or discussing matters with the intent of stirring shit up. I always pay attention to the way people word their asks or posts a post/tweet. The words they use are most of the time an indicator of how they feel. I just don’t follow people who are hateful and I’ll block people who repeatedly come to me with hate.

I don’t visit twitter much. Only when something happens and I want to keep up. I get send a lot of tweets and those I’ll look up, but I don’t treat twitter as a reliable source without a second thought. Twitter is too loud for me, too fast paced. I like to give things a bit of thought.

I don’t visit blogs I know will set me off if I feel my mindset isn’t right for it. There’s times I can take a bit of nonsense (and I do like to keep up with fandom as a whole) and there’s times I can’t and I’ve learned to just not go there at the wrong times. It’s not like missing out on the negativity is a bad thing 😂. I think that why I like tumblr more than Twitter, because here I can choose the amount of negativity, while twitter just throws it in my face.

I have some people I vent to in my chats (thanks! I won’t name them in case of anti’s 😬) which helps.

And very important, I have a great real life/fandom balance.

I do get vexed, absolutely I do! You will have seen me rant on here. And seriously, a few weeks ago (when the shenanigans happened) this was not a great space for me. But, I know those things are temporary and (!) I always have the option to step out for a while if I need to. If fandom gets too hard, take some time away. You won’t actually miss much, though it might feel like it, and you’ll be able to catch up later if you feel like it.

[aranarumei]

the stranger in the hall

hey @dirtbra1n I’ve been thinking abt ur dating sim au recently so I wrote smthing. under the cut as usual

shirahama’s gotten used to looking around while he walks. by now, it’s a comfortable rhythm—he glanced through windows, into shadows and dilapidated corners, catches passing expressions on the faces of strangers.

he’s not obvious enough for the people he’s watching to notice—or, well, more accurately, he’s not important enough for them to care—but he’s pretty sure tashiro has figured out why he seems zoned out lately. recently it seems like he’s been looking out for something, too, and it’s pulled shirahama’s attention back to the point that they end up hazily conversing whenever they’re walking together. recently it’s been about the injustice of sports clubs.

it’s a delicate balance. shirahama can’t ask if tashiro’s started having feelings—he can just hope against all odds. miyano seems to like him well enough, a fact which sometimes makes shirahama vindictively think, tashiro’s my friend, and then stew in misery.

he’d been his friend back when shirahama had played his character route, too. it was a nice route in hindsight—barely romantic and with a large focus on just learning about the ensemble cast. tashiro had been a comforting, reassuring presence amongst a cast of strange characters.

shirahama wasn’t a faceless protagonist anymore—he was a might-as-well-be-faceless side character, which wasn’t better or worse—but his relationship with tashiro had stayed.

he’s on his lonesome today, though. judging by how deserted the hallways are, he’s definitely late for class, but since he can’t remember a single thing about exams in the game, he figures he’s safe.

well, hirano talked about exams constantly. they’d had so many study dates used as blatant excuses to flirt instead of doing math. but shirahama hadn’t even cared much when he was… well. he didn’t know if he was still alive or not.

the other reason why the hallways are so deserted is that there’s an Event, and the moment shirahama recognizes this possibility is also when he sees a hunched over figure leaning against the hallway wall, face obscured. shirahama’s gotten so used to these kinds of situations happening that the first thing he checks for is the sound of miyano’s footsteps approaching.

…why does he know that?

the halls are silent. in a split second, shirahama watches the guy in front of him go almost deathly still, before his knees buckle and—

there’s a strangled voice pressed against his chest. shirahama leaps back on instinct, and the person who’d almost taken a dive two seconds ago squints at him with unfocused emotion. finally he slowly lowers himself into a sitting position on the floor and offers shirahama a wan smile. “you also late for class?”

he looks around even though he already know there’s no one in sight, and then plops down next to him. “you okay?” he asks, wondering if it’s something he’s allowed to ask. the guy may not have noticed him until now, but shirahama had spent a solid minute watching him sway around without moving.

“yeah,” the stranger breathes. “I’ve just got a weak stomach.”

“ah.”

they sit in silence for a bit. shirahama watches as the stranger tangles his fingers together in awkward patterns. he’s never seen him before, but that’s not unusual. “what’s your name?” he asks.

“you can call me ichinose. you?”

“…shirahama.” it’s been a while since he’s introduced himself to others. tashiro had already known his name, and most other people hadn’t been around him long enough to find out.

“…you should probably head to class, you know,” ichinose says. “I’ll be fine here.”

“oh, um, it’s fine,” shirahama says, unsure how to clarify that he’d just been zoning out instead of looking after him. “I’m not too excited to go, anyways…”

ichinose frowns. “well, as long as it’s not an exam I guess it’s okay,” he says. “I always end up getting really sick on those days and it’s—“ he shakes his head. “it’s not a big deal. I hope whatever’s bothering you… stops doing that, I guess.”

“random question,” shirahama says. “do you know… there’s this first year. some guy named… miyano?” the name rests oddly in his mouth. he wonders if he’s been able to say it correctly this time—without feeling.

“who?”

“random question. don’t worry about it.” his shoulders relax just a bit. “it’s… I don’t know. it’s like it’s not one thing that bothers me. it’s a bunch of really small things that feel weird to say out loud, because all of them are really just… one thing.”

ichinose snorts. “here I thought I was being vague.”

despite himself, shirahama smiles. “like I said, it’s weird to say out loud.”

he’d have to explain the reason why he’s learned to recognize footsteps. the strange kind of sickness he’d felt when running into ichinose. knowing the limits of what could and could happen to him. it was never a simple thing.

the glassy tone to ichinose’s gaze has abruptly sharpened. when he turns his head to look at shirahama it’s piercing, and he stares at him like he’s seen a ghost. his lips part in surprise. “you like someone.”

he gets chills so violent it feels like his back could snap. “what?”

ichinose has turned his gaze to the floor. “well,” he says, “since I’m graduating this year and I really doubt we’ll run into each other after that… like recognizes like, or whatever.”

nice, shirahama thinks, the game never had any love interests that are third years when you’re a first year. then he feels mortified. “and it’s a…” he trails off.

“um. yeah,” ichinose says, picking the dirt out of his fingernails. “it’s not really a—even if he wasn’t… it’s kind of a hopeless effort, you know? but I still…”

a tightness abruptly seizes shirahama’s throat. “yeah,” he manages to get out. “I know.”

[tickle-page]

Day 22- Skeleton

Mikey, Donnie, Leo, and Raph

Lee: Mikey

Ler: Donnie and Leo, Raph’s just watching😌

Summary: Mikey decided to dress up as a skeleton for Halloween as soon as he woke up. He couldn’t wait for tonight so he wanted to do it, not realizing Donnie and Leo would want to tickle him.

A/N: This takes place when Mikey is 13, Donnie and Leo is 14, and Raph is 15. Mikey is just too damn cute, I have to give him some tickles. I’m not really good at making jokes like Leo, but I’ll try to capture his humor😭.

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“Hey guys, how do I look~” Mikey posed like he was flexing his muscles in his skeleton costume. He had a full back suit w/ white stripes indicating bones.

Donnie and Leo was currently making Raph look like a clown for his costume. Donnie working w/ the costume while Leo was working w/ the makeup. The three ninja turtles all looked up stopping what they were doing, gasping and awing at their cute little brother. “OMIGOSH!! You look so cute, Mikey!!” Donnie and Leo both rushed over to him, hugging him and complementing him on how adorable those bones looked on his tiny body. Though it was totally out of Donnie’s character to do that, but he couldn’t help it, Mikey did look cute standing there.

Leo was pinching his cheeks, while Donnie was grabbing the fabric on his suit saying something like “What is this made of?” The orange ninja turtle couldn’t control his giggles, making them audible to his two older brother’s hearing. Even Raph.

“You tryna look big and bad when ur this ticklish?” The second oldest brother teased, making his little brother avoid eye contact giggling again, but instead of ticklish giggles, they were nervous ones.

“DHohohon’t even Leo, ur the most ticklish turtle, if I ever seen one.” Mikey giggled pushing away their hands which hasn’t even started moving, yet.

“Ok? What if I am~? We need to tickle you to find out, right?” Leo smirked eyeing his younger twin brother. Like twin telepathy, the third oldest one knew what his older brother was saying and pounced on the youngest one, supporting the back of his neck so he won’t have a severe head injury, or smthing.

“Be careful now, guys. We don’t want Mikey not being able to go trick or treating bc he got tired from the torture u boys put him through.” Raph laughed.

Donnie used his arms that extended from his shell and pinned Mikey’s arms above his head. “Whahahahait, guys. We cahahan talk about this rihihihigt?”

“Nope.” Leo quickly said, tickling his sides. Squeezing them, and scratching them. Scribbling up to his bottom ribs and back down to his waist line. “Hey, Donnie, why are skeletons so calm?”

The scientist knew his older brother would make some type of skeleton joke, “Idk Leo, why?”

“Because nothing gets under their skin. Hahahah!!” Leo tickled the sides of his stomach. At this point Mikey doesn’t know whether to laugh at the joke or the tickling. He’s kinda doing a little bit of both, though, Donnie was not phased.

“Ohihohohokay, okay. I got another one for u, Donnie. This one will sure to make you laugh. What does a skeleton buy at a resteraunt??”

“Ugh, I don’t know Nardo.” Donnie sighed, rolling his eyes at his brother’s useless puns, but they seem to be effective for Mikey.

“Gaghahahahaha, Leo! Plheheheheegease!!” The orange ninja turtle withered in place.

“Spare ribs!!” Leo clawed at Mikey’s ribcage, vibrating a finger in the digits playing the counting game, as he knelt down and nibbled on his ribs. “Mmmm~ these taste so good, got any bbq, Donatello?”

“Pfft- shut up.” Donnie snickered, but Leo wanted him to laugh at a joke, not snicker.

“Ok ok, fine, one more. If this doesn’t make u laugh, then the only thing that will, is being tickled. Why didn’t the skeleton laughed at the joke, Mikey?” Leo stopped his tickling so his youngest brother could answer.

“Ahahah… Ihihi, don’t know. Why?”

“Because he didn’t have a funny bone.” Leonardo tickled his elbows, making the latter scream and bounce. “Donnie? I think we just found Mikey’s new worst tickle spot.” Leonardo grinned, exploiting the new area.

“NOHOHOHOT THERE!! NOHOHOT THEHEHEHRE!!!”

Donnie laughed at his reaction, joining his twin brother. Let’s just say, the disaster twins only stopped because his younger brother was pleading for his life.

[zy00m]

Yknow wat we need?

More bunny!Dream

Man bounces everywhere and just tapping his foot constantly when he’s annoyed like he genuinely can’t help it

Lucky for him practically no one pisses him off

Well accept for one person which is ofc Techno

At first Techno is amazed how Dream still manages to be So powerful despite bunnies hybrids having the worst luck ever

Like constantly being hunted, hard to learn to swim and ofc the constant heats

Now how does Dream survive?

He’s just avoiding physical touch

Does that make him touch starved?

Nahhhhhh, Dream thinks it’s a clever idea that If he has never been touched before than that must definitely mean he will never crave it as bad ofc

Smartz brain

Now despite being very careful about avoiding all his heats from others what he didn’t prepare for was him avoiding other peoples heats/Ruts

Or more accurately Technos Rut

Now Techno is like severly whipped for Dream, he can’t help it he’s been spending a lot of time w the bunny and he got to see more of his cute quirks.

So when his heat comes around Techno knows he is screwed cuz w him having a slight crush on Dream will definitely make it worse and who knows what He would do?

He has never had a rut with a potential mate in mind so he can just hope it isn’t for the worse

The weeks leading up to it make Technos whole attitude change up as he starts becoming non verbal (only communicating in grunts and growls) as well as being more fidgety and Being more aware of when Dream might come

So Techno does the safe option and just start setting up early since he can’t stand having to watch his friends be cautious of him

Ofc nothing goes to plan as Dream busts down the door feeling excited even though he dosent know why exactly and as soon as he enters gets into a staring contest with the unhinged piglin who looks like he is on the verge of going feral

A few seconds pass before Dream realises what’s acc happening and instead of running away Dreams instincts instantly get excited and have him rooted to his spot

Before Dream can sort out his thoughts Techno picks him up and without thinking kisses Dream as if he was trying to suffocate the man

Bringing his body onto his lap while Dream is both very horny now but also dosent know how to respond back

The consequence of purposely making yourself touch starved

as Techno pushes away and is about to apologise to Dream he looks down to see Dream completely awestruck and a blushing mess clutching onto Techno like a lifeline his leg instintavly bouncing like crazy cuz or Dreams excitement

After getting a confirmation from Dream, Techno instantly brings Dream up to his Room, making sure to take extra care of him as Dream is already overstimulated and is now way far gone to care about how he’s acting

Cue Techno spending his rut w Dream while also showing Dream the ropes and Dream easily getting overstimulated from pleasure while still having surprisingly good stamina so he is able to keep up w Techno and help him through his rut

(SORRY IF THERE R A FEW ERRORS IM SORTA SLEEPY SO IM NOT FOCUSING AS MUCH BUT I RLLY WANTED TO POST SMTHING cuz I have been starved for dnb lately

I’ll also start tagging stuff that might have some more mature things as spicy shit so if y’all don’t wanna read it just block the tag

ENJOY PPL)

[scoups4lyfe]

I... I'm confused.

Good to see that you post smthing my friend but I am kinda lost, I think I need some context, which series are you talking about?

I ask because I'm curious 😅 and wanted to know the context of your analysis

SS

(Good to see you posting scoups, hope you had a good day!! 😄😄)

SS anon my comrade <333!!!!!

I’m getting used to using my phone as my main internet source. I have some liveblog posts I need to edit too :33

My Laptop had to be left at the store for the replacement of battery and what not — which means I’ll be using my phone from now and between anywhere to 3 to 5 days or however long it takes for them to replace my battery LOL. 🗑🤡✌️✌️

The series I’m talking about (in my silly lil analysis’) is

KinnPorsche

(Thai mafia BL show. More specifically my analysis is about the VegasPete storyline.)

Vegas is like the main antagonist

(a rlly likeable one <333. Like George or Olteca. AKa an unhinged fked up lil bastard that’s also just so very pathetic <333)

Vegas is the cousin of Kinn — heir to the Main fam; while Vegas is heir to the minor family.

Anyways, Pete is a bodyguard working for the main family. He’s a bestie, he’s funny, and he deserves the world no cap. In Revice I’d say he has a similar vibe to Tamaki almost?

So the VegasPete storyline starts when Pete is captured when he sneaks into the Minor fam compound to find evidence of Vegas being a lil b*tch. (Which he finds and sends to his boss). This foils Vegas’ plan. Vegas holds Pete captive in a safe house (that Vegas is sent to cuz the main fam is pissed at him and he needs to go into hiding) But what starts as torture progresses into a mutual understanding between the two of them, and then a relationship LOL

It’s really fascinating actually.

[weaponsdrawn]

psychonauts x dave and bambi when. I ask this to u because yes

sorry for being late to this but I dunno if I’ll post any art YET but I will give you a taste of some of the rambles ive had about this AU with a bestie of mine -  tristan is a psychic and dave and bambi adopted him bc they're also psychics, and tristan's og family was like "wait fuck our baby is a psychic???? throw the whole baby out" and dave homeschools him, ie teaches him abt psychic powers and stuff - EXPUNGED and Bandu are rlly power psychics who are kinda urban legends (EXPUNGED moreso) bc they're like in hiding or smthing after some sorta incident (more on that later), AND on this note, Bandu is also secretly a SUPER powerful psychic and in this au Badai is Bandu being pushed to his limit to A Dangerous Amount - and on the note of that incident the first time Badai kicked in was like when he got rlly upset at school or smthing and lashed out, and EXPUNGED was the only family he had/the only family member who was open abt also being psychic, so they basically managed to stop Badai (at the cost of like, a scar or smthing), and then fucking ran for the hills and basically now does everything they can to avoid Badai from happening EVER again. hence Bandu only rlly uses his like. levitation powers - BUT he does train in secret bc he wants 2 get stronger (he has a very fuzzy memory of the badai thing, mostly just that he was rlly strong but he got in trouble) bc he thinks it'll make EXPUNGED proud - bambi’s corn farm has a lotta psytanium, hence why him and dave live in that area despite being in the middle of nowhere lol - Dave does the wheelchair levitation thing  - Bambi can communicate with plants, but he only does it to be like “THE CORN SAYS YOUR VIBES SUCK!!!!!!!!!!”  - and if you entered his mind it would literally be A Giant Corn Maze (and a bit of marcello’s fun house (REAL!!!!!)) that not even he can properly navigate  - he also went to Whispering Rock Summer Camp as a kid  - in general most of the DnB cast, hate the psychonauts for their own reasons, either for ones that are understandable (”I just wanna live my life my guy”) to silly as hell (”Otto Mentallis is a bitch ass motherfucker”)  - Raz meets Tristan at some point while joining his family on a traveling circus thingy, and its just clown to clown /j 10 yr old psych to 10 yr old psychic communication   - bandu’s mental world is a mix between a satam cartoon and a 2000s webcomic  AND UHHHH YEAH!!!! oh man that was a lot lolz

[perpetually-sad-but-its-fine]

11x07 of chicago fire

i always loving seeing the girls on fire scenes

STEALLARIDE

they’re so cute!!

THIS ISNT FAIR

im so proud of Stella

she's fantastic and im in love

boden and kidd’s father-daughter relationship is something to live for

hermann and cruz are unofficial besties and father-son

we deserve more of them

we don’t see hermann in charge too often

i love it

who’s this guy that thinks it’s okay to make fun of a firefighter who’s doing his job????

also

thE FUCK ARE YOU DOIN TO HELP?

HUH?

w h o   i s   t h i s   g u y ? ? ?

oH SHIT

THINGS JUST GOT OUT OF HAND REAL QUICK

oHHHH NOOOOO

lieutenant kidd taking charge is everything i never knew i needed

oh who am i kidding

i always knew i needed that

‘hey, john, we’re gonna get you outta here’

john’s gonna die, isn’t he?

oh poor john

poor guy

they're making cry for a character ive known for 8 and a half minutes

john’s definitely dying

definitely

*snort*

‘an expensive midlife crisis... time for a minivan’

sev’s gonna take the bike???

John is sooooo dying

one hundred percent

carver and gallo would be good friends tho

like

if the writers stopped causing unnecessary drama around carver

i could see them being besties

‘weirdo of the week’ is an understatement

LMAOOO the ‘hypothetical’ with ritter and hermann is making me cackle

‘and the friend was maybe dying’

‘and not fun anymore’

‘he could pull through! it’s possible.’

‘what kind of hypothetical is this?’

hermann spiralling to ritter is hilarious to me

I FUCKIN KNEW HE WAS DYING

aw poor hermann

‘you tryna rub a hole through your equipment, cruz?’

‘it’s called cleaning capp. you should try it sometime.’

we love that interaction

kellY LOOKING OUT FOR CRUZ

I FUCKIN KNEW KELLY WAS GONNA GET THAT BIKE

oh wait

mouch???

ohhhh

it’s his midlife crisis

‘do you know how to write a bike?’

‘more importantly, do you know how to fix one?’

‘eh, i'll manage’

sure you will mouch

sure you will

mouch asking kelly for help just as kelly’s leaving?

peak comedy. golden.

fuCKS SAKE

THAT GUY AGAIN

THE FUCK DO YOU WANT MAN????

steLLA KIDD TAKING PICTURES OF HER GIRLS LIKE A PROUD MOTHER

stella looks good in her lieutenants uniform

reALLY GOOD

macy’s mom needs to take several seats

macy made her choice ma’am

either support her or get the hell out

goD STELLA’S GONNA DO SMTHING STUPID BECAUSE OF THIS, ISNT SHE???

hermann’s really showing his age

im living for his crusty father humor

ritter finding katherine in twenty seconds while hermann’s complaining is *chef’s kiss* we love to see it

sylvie brett looks absolutely gorgeous

mouch is giving me second-hand embarrassment and I DONT LIKE IT

capp smirking at mouch makes me cackle

gallo and hermann’s niece??

still??

reassuring husband!kelly is what stella needs

thank you kelly severide

stella please

baby

stop doubting yourself

oH MY GOD

THIS GUY

THE FUCK DO YOU WANT GUY?

WHADDYA WANT?

thank you boden

bro better leave

right. now.

good

he’s gone

‘hopefully that’s the end of it’

wallace

please

we all know that that’s not the end of it

that's nowhere NEAR the end of it

stella testing kylie is adorable

and the worry written on her face??

god it kills me

stella

stop doubting yourself

please

let kylie do what she wants

and SUPPORT HER

ritter is concerned

he’s gonna do something, i can feel it

hermann trying to talk to the automated message is peak father behavior

christopher rambling on the voicemail is so sweet and so cute

kelly you better help mouch

dude’s about to hurt himself

oh thANK GOD

mouch’s sly little shrug to cruz

kelly’s face of ‘oh great, now im stuck w/ it’

oH MY GOD THE HECKLER’S BEHIND THEM

WHY?

god

what the fuck do you want?

gallo and carver’s exasperated look

we love that

WHY IS HERE?!

dude just causes chaos and then leaves

brO GET THE FUCK OUT

thank you random police officer

get him outta here

please

i can't stand this asshole anymore

oh so john’s not dead?

brett’s reaction to hermann is so cute

oh they were serious about turning the washer/dryer area into kidd’s office??

looks nice

OHHHH

RITTER BACKSTORYYYY

oh poor baby

ritter

i love you honey

you’re perfect lovely

yes thank you ritter

you're helping stella w/ this

thank you

mouch wearing sunglasses while standing next to bike that he ‘fixed’ but can’t drive just SCREAMS midlife crisis

its also giving me second hand embarrassment and i can't stand this

truDY

trudy: ‘what’s going on here?’

me: ‘mouch is having a midlife crisis’

LMAOOO

I DID NOT EXPECT THAT

I THOUGHT SHED BE PISSED OFF NOT TURNED ON

LMAOOOOO

everyone in the background smiling and being confused is a meme waiting to happen

‘hop on baby’

GOD STOP

everyone cheering loudly for mouch and platt is adorable

y'all 

THEYRE SO CUTE

the fuck kinda name is edgar weston?

look

edgar

i get you're pissed off

but there are better ways to go about it

than to HARASS a bunch of firefighters

and paramedics

who are just doing their job

ooooo

stella and kylie

yes

aww their banter!!!

also

kylie’s so pretty!

ah god

the heckler

bro

theY HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH IT

THEY DIDNT START THE FIRE DAMMIT

also

god

viOLET

YOURE MAKING ME CRY

hanako’s performance is amazing

oh poor guy

i still don't like you tho

poor violet’s ‘you can’t’ just breaks me

oh john

he’s alive!

oh damn

then what’s gonna be the consequences of his actions

john

you’re overthinking this

hermann is great at giving advice

awwww

that’s so sweet

PFFT

‘i'm the guy who left that very long message’

there are better ways to introduce yourself

im shipping katherine and john and i barely know them

aw stella

awwww stellaaaaa

looking out for her girls!

THATS SO SWEET

cindy and hermann are adorable

oHHHH

THATS SO CUTE

they’re so cute!

awwwwww

AWWWWWW

ohhhh joeeee

how's this gonna go???

please tell me its approved

BRO?

THE SUSPENSE

YES

OH MY GOD

ITS HAPPENING

YESSSS

THATS AMAZINGGGG

THATS SUCH A BEAUTIFUL MOMENT

[babymilkawa]

HI ITS ME CAN YOU PRETTY PLEASE WRITE SOME HCS FOR SUGAWARA IF HIS GF IS SICK. ALSO I DUNNO HOW MANY OTHER CHARACTERS YOU DO FOR EACH HC POST CAUSS I FORGOT TO CHECK, but if you need like three i’d really love hinata and daichi as well :D REMINDER OF SUGAWARA SUPREMACYYYYYY

HERE ARE SOME THINGS I MADE AS A BRIBE

ILL TAKE IT// but yea I didn’t rly put a limit cos ppl are decent enuf to not request like 10 at a time right?? 😅 here ya go swaglorddd

sick s/o headcanons with:

sugawara koushi, hinata shoyo, sawamura daichi, kenma kozume

gn!reader :)

sugawara koushi

if you show up to his practice wrapped in layers of clothing and a red nose, he’ll excuse himself immediately and force you to sit down on the bench while he goes to coach ukai’s store to get some meds for you

when he comes back, both his hands are carrying two plastic bags

one of them has your stuff, warm food that isn’t greasy and cough drops too

the others are cold drinks for his teammates aww karasuno’s mom

you are forBiddEn to have the drinks too except for the warm water he put in your water bottle

rly wished you’d go home first instead of waiting for his practice to end but it doesn’t seem like you want to

he’ll look to the benches every few minutes to see your sleeping form

during break, he’ll gently move your head onto his lap so you don’t have to lay on the hard bench

as soon as they’re dismissed he’s giving you his jacket cos “it gets cold in the night time” and warms up ur hands

if you try to keep ur distance so he doesn’t get sick too, he’ll joke that you prolly already got the whole team sick

making you pout and him pinching ur cheeks 😖

once you reach your place, he’ll linger outside of your door,,,unwilling to let go of your hands SOB

“I’ll come back tomorrow morning ok? I’ll also bring porridge but you still need to eat something else and don’t forget to drink hot wat-”

“yes, yes I know koushi...now go home so you don’t catch a cold too”

but even when you’re standing by your window, you’ll see him looking around your house, tryna figure out which window belongs to your bedroom

and as promised, he comes back the next day with hot porridge and makes sure that your water bottle is full with warm water

and that your backpack has extra cough drops

he’ll still hold your hand and kiss ur forehead

maybe part of him wants to get sick so u can take care of him djhfjdhf

hinata shoyo

he’ll pout a little once he finds out your sick but he’ll still stay by your side!

he’s still overflowing with energy but doesn’t wanna tire you out too much

you’ll hear him stop by your house in the mornings with a volleyball in his hands and maybe kageyama behind him, eating

he’ll bring random snacks from coach ukai’s store and place them at ur door

you’ll sit by ur window and he’ll sit outside of it, telling you about his day, what he did, how practice was

“y/n no one clapped for me T-T”

cos ur usually clapping for him after every successful hit

“kageyama was just yelling at me saying how my spike wasn’t even that great but I know you would’ve said it was good :((“

“aww shoyo, I’m sure it was! Don’t listen to him, ur trying ur best:))”

pet his hair

yes ur the one who’s sick but he misses u

will stop by ur house everyday

I mean he already does that

u usually help him with hw but he doesn’t think he shud ask u when u sleep

all his energy will just go p o o f when he sees u sleeping

he’ll prolly hear windchimes or smthing hahahah

but he’ll be able to sit quietly until you wake up

kageyama’s like HaaH???

SHH

but hinata’s tryna figure out his hw without u helping ok

once ur better, he’ll give you the bIGGGEST hug and sway you side to side AWW I MISS THOSE HUGS

and catch you up on evthing that’s happened

meaning everything that’s happened in the last 5 mins cos he already tells u everything 🙄

sawamura daichi

he’ll make sure you have everything for school

brings you your hw, explains to you the concepts

will call u during lunch or smthing cos it’s boring w/o you

dating him means ur automatically good friends with asahi and sugawara so they’ll check up on you too

and sugawara will tell you how daichi won’t stop talking abt how he can’t wait till u get better dhhdjfjdjs

sometimes you’ll catch him having tea with your mom on your front porch and she’s tryna embarrass you hahhsjdf

Ok but that scenario is just,,, so,,, hubby material yk

like he prolly came by to drop some food and ur moms making him stay and gushing abt how handsome he is

“so you’re the one making my y/n all happy”

rare occasions that daichi blushes #1

he’ll softly knock on ur door and u quickly pretend to be asleep

places sthing on ur desk then just leaves the s o f t e s t kiss on ur forehead and whispers sweet dreams GAHSJFOEJ

when he’s gone you look at what’s on ur desk and it’s a flower crown from ur first date 🥺

keep him ok

will prolly do sthing like throw paper airplanes at ur window

and then when he sees you open ur window he’ll hide behind a tree and watch as u go outside to pick them up

inside he’s written little notes like “get better!” Or “i miss you!” or “WHAT ARE U DOING AWAKE GO BACK TO SLEEP”

like sir u woke me up with all that tapping 🙄🤚🏻

once ur better, you walk into the vb gym first and u can hear him yelling at Tanaka and noya then when he sees u walk in he’s all “oh, y/n” 😌

PLS TANAKa and Noya WORSHIP U NOW SJDJSKKS

in the first couple of days you’re back he’ll still keep an eye on you and have his arm around your shoulder

occasionally putting his hand on your forehead and sneaking a kith 😚

kenma kozume

u didn’t tell him at first that u were sick but he still found out 🙄

“ur sick, aren’t you”

“huh?? No I’m not :((“

will look at u like this -_-

and yk if u stay home from school, he’ll find excuses to hang out in ur room

kuroo will be calling like “is freaking kenma there?!”

yea he’s spooning u

since ur sick, hE’ll be the one to pet ur hair

if it helps u fall asleep

won’t play games in ur room like he usually does cos he doesn’t want the sound and light to distract u

he’ll most likely bring u take out bc he can’t cook and will prolly burn down ur kitchen cos he got distrayced by the tv or smthing ahHa

will check ur temp like every 5 min I swear

“no- ko i rly don’t think my temp is gonna change every 5 min”

“but just in case-“

-_-

he’s smart ok so he’ll tutor you with late hw if u need it

will sit next to you and wiggle his toes by ur feet :3

once ur better, y’all go back to ur usual gaming and eat the hell out of junk food 🤪

a/n: rly hope u liked it 🥺💕 daichi’s was my fav hehe and TY @ilauvcoldpizza FOR HELPING ME W KENMA <3

haikyu!! masterlist

[l4verq]

remnants (2)

ransom drysdale x reader

in which you have to protect ransom drysdale because he has the same face as steve rogers, your ex who’s gone back to peggy

pairing : ransom x reader

warnings : angst? mentions of guns

if you want to be added to the taglist, lmk in the comments💗

ʀᴇᴍɴᴀɴᴛꜱ

*not my gif*

-

ransom doesn’t remember the last time he was this dumbfounded.

his hands graze over the grainy picture of a andy barber who looks just like him.

down to the very mole on his left cheek, every feature seems to fit perfectly with his.

“we believe, these are all alternate versions of you,”sam glances at ransom, biting into a stale piece of bread, “steve, to be more precise.”

“so what? I’m a clone?” he huffs, cringing at his own words.

yoi look up from your plate and realise he’s looking at you for an answer.

“we don’t know but we do know they’re not from this timeline.” you pick at the canned beans with your fork.

you never really had an appetite on days like these.

“who? them?” he raises the stack of papers.

you nod, placing your fork down.

“thet all popped out of nowhere when everyone else came back after the blip. no one’s heard of them before.” bucky explains, picking up your fork and handing it back to you.

you grimace, glancing at the goopy mess on your plate.

“and what do you mean, timeline?” ransom questions, observing you and bucky.

you guys were close, that was evident enough from the way he’s been trying to get you to eat something.

but just how close were y-

“we don’t know.” sam gruffs, his throat parched from the dry, flaky bread.

ransom rolls his eyes, “what do you know?”

“that the only way you’re not going to end up like them is by staying with us.” bucky gestures towards the papers with his fork.

ransom slouches back in his chair, horrified at the thought of being in this dump for any longer.

he had to sleep on the couch, if you could call it one, last night and he’s pretty sure he saw some rats scurry by while washing his face earlier today.

and did he mention the clothes? he’s in a horribly mismatched shirt and sweatpants that feels like gravel on his skin.

his stomach growls but he’d rather starve than eat that soupy thing infront of him.

“it’s only for a few days, weeks at most. because of the blip, hydra’s suffered, they’re outresourced. the problem is, we are too.” you offer a sympathetic smile.

you kind of felt bad for him.

he sighs, “can we go shopping or something for clothes and food. actual edible food?”

“what can you get with,” sam dramatically digs into his pockets, pulling out a single bill, “five bucks?”

of course, he’d be stranded with three strangers, only five bucks to their names.

“aren’t the avengers supposed to be loaded?” ransom asks in disbelief.

“not everyone has a wealthy grandpa.”

-

“hey, what’s up?” sam walks in, a little too breezily.

you narrow your eyes as he awkwardly shifts around, looking for a place to sit.

the floor is covered with files and documents, you’d been rummaging around, searching for other safehouses set up by shield years ago.

“let me guess, you want to ask me how I’m doing?” you sigh, flipping over another file report from years ago.

he has a sheepish smile on his face as he picks up a file and starts flipping through.

“we’ve been at this for months now and this is the first time we’ve ever met one of them.” he trails off, hesitantly.

“and?”

he looks at you, raising his eyebrows.

you can’t bring yourself to meet his eyes cause you hate to see the pity in them. hate that he knows you’re still hurting.

“just let us know if it gets too much.” he says, softly.

the stupid lump forms in your throat again and you busy yourself, picking up another file.

you flip to the first page, instantly recognising the familiar scrawlings.

cause you were used to seeing those on little notes Steve used to leave you.

you vaguely remember this mission, it was a grueling week of staying undercover as the new siblings in town until shield gave a green light on pursuing the subjects.

you’d never laughed so hard than when your new neighbour had caught you two making out, revolted by the act of incest she thought she’d just witnessed.

a gunshot outside alerts you, breaking your thoughts.

“relax, bucky’s teaching him how to use a gun.” sam chuckles, eyes still trained on the file.

“a gun? why?”

“precautionary measures.”

you furrow your brows, “for what?”

he shuts the file, giving you a look.

you realise why.

“no, he’s not coming with us. are you crazy?” you end up yelling.

joaquin had tipped you guys off about a run-down, abandoned hydra base that would hopefully answer some questions.

and there was no way you were letting them bring Ransom there.

“listen, if we leave him here, there’s no saying what might happen so we don’t have a choice.” he sighs, trying to reason.

“well, one of us can stay here, babysit him.”

he scoffs, “really? who?”

you hate to admit it but he was right.

ransom couldn’t stay here alone and no one would agree to staying behind to miss out on the action.

“well, I’ll go help.” you grit your teeth, storming out of the room.

a second shot goes off as you push the front door, greeted by the bright rays of the sun.

bucky’s passing the gun onto ransom who looks hesitant.

you know he’s never held one by the way his hand grips around it, a little too tight.

he aims at a can placed infront shakily, his posture awkwardly stiff.

you can’t help but walk over, holding out your hand.

he hands you the gun, muzzled pointed right at his legs.

you swiftly grab it, “first thing, don’t point this thing anywhere unless you want to shoot.”

bucky cocks his head in amuse.

you always flunked on training the new recruits back in shield and yet here you were, voluntarily helping ransom.

“your right hand, grip this here,” you guide ransom’s hand along the back strap, “your left hand, under it. Support it.”

he looks over at you, seemingly for approval.

and suddenly, you can’t breathe.

the familiarity of this catching you offguard yet again.

but it had been you in ransom’s place and steve in yours.

“it’s gonna be pretty loud.” you clear your throat, fixing his stance slightly.

a hesitant pull of the trigger, completely missing the can.

he scratches his head, adorning a sheepish smile which shouldn’t feel as endearing.

“wow, you’re really bad at this.” bucky exhales, earning a side eye from you.

“can’t I just hold a pepper spray or something?”

-

your eyes fall on the bag of transceivers, that you guys’d been heavily relying on these past couple of months.

however, beyond a minute they’d track you instantly. so every call made was timed under a minute.

“you know, you can call your family if you want.” you mumble, loading the car with boxes of tech sam needs lying around or else he swears red wing will “go hungry”.

he’s sitting in the passenger seat, legs out on the ground, hands in his pockets.

you bite back a passive agressive remark about how he could be helping you right now.

“no, that’s fine.” he mutters, an unreadable expression on his face.

based on the information you’d dug up on him, you knew their family wasn’t exactly close.

but if their son was being hunted down by crazed psychos hell bent on bringing chaos to the world, they surely had the right to know.

“our phones are untraceable, it’s safe if you keep it under a minute.” you reach out to grab one.

“s’okay, they won’t care.” he gruffs, shrugging his shoulders.

you breathe out an “oh”, internally smacking yourself for insisting.

an awkward silence follows as you resume loading the last box, shutting the trunk.

“who’s ready for a roadtrip?” sam gleams, palms raised.

you wrinkle your nose at the familiar smell of kerosene.

“do you guys have to do this everytime?” you roll your eyes, backing away from the scent.

ransom’s about to ask what when the house explodes up in flames right in front of him.

“what the fuck?” he jumps out of his seat, frantic eyes racing around.

but the fire stops as soon as it began, leaving a scorched framework of bricks and rubble behind.

“can’t find anything if you have nowhere to search.” bucky rattles an empty jar labelled corrosive.

san fist bumps him, smirking.

ransom’s starting to think you might be the sanest out of the three.

and that was saying a lot.

-

a/n : 🤨🧎🏻‍♀��🏃🏻‍♀️ i need to stop cringing everytime i post smthing lol

tags : @readermia @inmate-marmalade @stephdavies95 @randomsevans @xoxabs88xox @thebadassbitchqueen @tcc-gizmachine @mypalbuck @natrushman3000

[ayellowcurtain]

Imagine the boy squad wants to be more supportive so they watch smthing like will and grace and magnus obviously says some stupid stuff and just the boys enjoying “gay” tv shows bc they want to widen their horizons

Isak checks in between the door slightly open. Nobody is there so he carefully grabs the Jesus shirt from his pile of clothes that should be dirty. It still smells like Even and he smiles to himself, putting it on, brushing his feet against the soft rug Eskild gave him for his birthday and stands in front of his mirror, trying to fix his hair enough to go meet the boys. There’s no fixing that mess so he grabs the red hat he stole from Jonas last week.

They came uninvited and Isak doesn’t feel like kicking them out either. He’s still in a good mood from this morning, waking up next to a still half asleep Even looking at him, quietly playing with his hair on his forehead. And the boys brought his favorite beer.

Isak can’t believe the way Even makes him feel still. He grabs his phone on his bed and walks back to the living room while texting his boyfriend.

To Even: are you busy?

He stumbles on a pillow someone already threw on the floor while he stares at the dots on his screen. Even sent him a photo of his table filled with a bunch of papers and pens, some rounded dark marks on his sheets of paper. Even makes the best coffee.

To Isak: trying to study but can’t stop thinking about you

Isak sighs because he can’t whine with the boys there, all already staring at him, ready to tease him about how he’s constantly on his phone.

To Even: and you can’t come sleep with me tonight…? It’s better than thinking about me ;)

To Isak: you want me to go sleep with you, Isak? ❤️

He throws himself on the couch next to Jonas.

To Even: Yes…

He can’t hear him but Isak is sure that Even is laughing and he has a few memories saved of the way he sounds when he laughs. Thinking about it already makes Isak smile to himself.

To Isak: Fuck

You’re so cute, Isak

I’ll see what I can do but don’t count on me, I’ll let you know later ❤️

I love you

To Even: I love you ❤️

Jonas steals his phone from his hand before he can think of texting anything else just to keep the conversation going.

“That’s more than enough now, bro. Let’s watch this thing already.” Isak looks at him, thinking about pushing him away and nicely asking him to fuck off but he doesn’t. Hopefully Even will come home later so he’s happy.

“What are we watching again?” Isak throws Jonas’ hat back at him, fixing his hair, relaxing on the couch, almost sure he won’t be able to keep his eyes open for more than ten minutes.

“One of those old, american, weird tv shows Jonas loves.” Isak explains, smiling at how Jonas rolls his eyes, relaxing on the couch.

“Isak has absolute no taste for the arts. Even can help me out with that. The good music he listens to is because I taught him how to like it after months and months of hard work.”

Isak frowns, watching Magnus struggle to find how to start the show, and Mahdi grabs the control from his hand, doing everything they need to do in half a second, basically.

“You didn’t teach me shit!”

“Of course I did!” Jonas hits his face with the pillow and Isak throws it across the living room so they can stop the discussion already.

“Have you watched this, Mahd?”

He thinks about it for a second, nodding his head as he stretches himself to lie down on the longer end of the couch.

“I think so. My mom loves these shows too.”

“How old is your mom again?”

Mahdi rolls his eyes, looking at Jonas. “You’re a fucking mom-eater and you need to stop that, bro. It’s getting serious.”

“It’s not my fault that older women love me.”

“He’s a fucking creep.”

Jonas and Isak talk at the same time and both Mahdi and Magnues look at them. Magnus laughs, and snorts and in the middle, opening up his legs more than he needs to and Isak looks around, at how he’s cornered at the end of the couch, almost hugging the armrest.

“Fucking give me some space, yeah?” He pushes Jonas to go half sit, half lay down closer to Magnus so Isak can have at least an inch to breathe.

“Shut up, everyone! It’s starting!” Mahdi screams, his eyes already fixed on the tv.

“Is this the gay tv show?” Magnus whispers and Isak rolls his eyes, more aware of Magnus’ and everyone’s, actually, dumb comments that come out of their mouths too often.

Jonas doesn’t answer either, already enjoying the show, smiling to himself.

[icxrusat]

YES I've been wanting to talk about clothing headcanons for a while I've got ideas for pretty much every empire but I'll start with Pixandria: I think on the whole they wear rather plain clothes, they don't seem like the most flamboyant type. Maybe some traditional Arabian style clothing with the plain tunics and head coverings. Except I think that maybe they occasionally wear colourful cloaks on special occasions, smthing like the travelling merchant. And some jewellery maybe e.g. earrings. ~🌷

anon this is very much what I was thinking! So much so that my inital sketches were literally a dishdasha and mussar/keffiyeh. Your idea about the wandering trader cloaks sounds really cool - I'll have to see how that could work with a couple of ideas I've got (it might even solve a colour issue I'm having 👀) I'm also geeking out about the jewellery idea (my sona Ari is a jeweller in pixandria) and thinking a lot about pieces made with copper and coloured glass, considering the abundance of sand in a desert. With plain clothing it would certainly give a relatively blank canvas for accessory creativity

I like to think Mezalea and Pixandria (and to an extent the Ocean Empire too, considering where it’s located) have similar clothing, or at least influenced by one another because of their similar climates and proximity, and now you’ve suggested Chinese inspiration it might be in a silk road kind of way? That’s a cool thought.

Sketches time! Number one is inspired by modern middle eastern clothing, and the second is a Tatooine/Jakku inspired thing that’s definitely more than a little self-serving for my little star wars heart (details/thought process under the cut!)

Outfit A - I had to pull out my mussar to figure out the folds for drawing that which was a nightmare because I forgot how to tie it for a hot minute 👀 overall I liked doing this one even If I couldn’t give it all the attention and detail it deserved (thinking mostly about the embroidery) and testing some other colours would be really interesting I think

Outfit B - I started this before I started the ask thing but this whole conversation really solidified it in my mind that I wanted the jewellery on the sandy background and the flowing clothes. And going back to the idea that this was literally school art practice I like the folds I managed to get on it eventually :)

[thechanbaeklibrary]

Fic Search #42

1. Anonymous asked: do you know the fic where chanyeol is a mob boss and i believe he accidentally knocks up baekhyun. at one point i think he accidentally pulls a gun on b. towards the end he beats up someone who was attempting to steal his mafia/fortune while baekhyun is instructed to hide by the other exos. TT

2. Anonymous asked: hey ~~ I'm looking for a fic where chanbaek are exes but go to a wedding (or meet at a wedding). they decide to give their relationship another shot. it was great in the beginning but bbh feels a little (or a lot) neglected, uncared and unloved because chanyeol is always busy with his work. however, chanyeol is oblivious and assumes their relationship is going great. sekai are a pair in this fic and i think they're married. the fic was ongoing when i read the last chapter at that time where bbh rants to kai about how he is done with chanyeol and chanyeol over hears this with sehun whom he just told that they're going great this time around. gg

Muted Emotions by silverbyuns

3. Anonymous asked: There’s a ff I found on aff a few years ago. It was a werewolf/vampire ff and indeed chaptered but idk if it was ever completed. It starts off with the vampire kingdom being invaded by werewolves and the vampires very young crown prince, bbh, being trapped by the leader of the invasion, pcy. The werewolves take over the palace and baekhyun has no choice but to stay as pcy sextoy or witness his people be slaughtered. Bh meets a baby wolf under the table one day & starts warming up to the wolves

4. Anonymous asked: Hello guys, thank you for opening the ask box again. I read this fic a long time ago. So baekhyun is sehun's brother (i think) and he really like to sing. Chan is sehun's friend, one day chan baek meet each other and the get closer each day. Baek really likes to sing, and Chan ask baek to become his boyfriend on his recital (?) day, but baek reject him. Turns out baek have a throat cancer(?) And he slowly become mute. At the end baek comes back to chan, and chan accompany him until his last day.

5. Anonymous asked: Hi guys, could you please find this fic for me? Baek is an orphan and have an aids bcuz when he was little he had an accident and he received blood transfusion that contain the virus. Baek then meet chan and chan take a good care of him, until baek died. I'm craving for angst chanbaek right now

256 Feet by xingnini

6. Anonymous asked: Do you know the fic where chanyeol is a producer/maybe idol and baekhyun is an idol who has worked with him in the past and hates him based on that experience and they work together again and baekhyun realizes he has a crush on him i believe CY left him a sticky note confessing the first time they met or smthing like that! it’s on ao3 and i believe chen and sehun feature in it as well? TT

7. tiptisblog asked: Hey..am searching for a royalty chanbaek fic where princes Chanyeol and Sehun are step bros..but the queen and king always pamper Sehun..and this made crown prince Chanyeol insecure and jealous but he loves his little bro..am pretty sure it was a soulmate fic...chanyeol always thought baekhyun, like his parents love Sehun and to find love and acceptance he was dating a princess in secret and Baekhyun was hurt seeing his soulmate kissing someone else..yes he knew Yeol was his soulmate but hid it from him...then Baekhyun realises how partial are the king and queen with Sehun and Yeol and how they always made fun of him...and finally understands him..Ohhh and Sehun proposed Baek since he liked Baek and couldn't see him in pain but this ended hurting Yeol more than anyone...at the end Jongin and Sehun are soulmate

Even the Midnights Are Better by baekyeolangst for baeconandeggs

8. Anonymous asked: hi do you know this fanfic that baekhyun was picked as a candidate to be the king's partner? (Chanyeol is the king) He is so pretty that a lot of woman envy him. There was a scene it's night where Baekhyun went to give the homeless peole some bread from the palace(?) and i think Chanyeol doubted Baekhyun because of some rumors about him? I badly want to read this one but I can't remember the title. Thank you!!!

Love Me, Don’t Hurt Me (And I’ll Be Yours) by hunniesfw

9. Anonymous asked: hi! do you know any fics where they’re teen parents (high school or college) [looking for multiple fics]

The Domino Effect by unionxdirection

10. Anonymous asked: hi! thank u so much for your hard work 💗 do you have any fics where chanyeol feels like he's not good enough for baek and he feels as if he would taint baek's innocence?? thank u! [looking for multiple fics]

Pure perfection by channicki

thanks to @firelight4cb, @valaarose @ohsehunsss @baekkieyeollie614 @chanbaek641 for your help! 🥰

[blueeyedgeorgie]

Controlling My Friend’s Phone-A.E

“ can u write either Alex or Will's gf going on Callux's channel to take part with the "controlling my best friend's phone for an hour" series, and he totally messes with her, but at the end it turns out he finds cute messages between them or smthing?“

Pairing: ImAllexx x Reader

Word Count: 1.7K+

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"Y/n, Welcome to the channel," Callum had smiled into the camera. "What's up?" Y/n grinned, giving a wave to the camera. "Not much, besides the fact I'll be controlling your phone for the next hour," Callum looked over to his friend, outreaching a hand, motioning for her to hand over her belonging. "I'm scared," Y/n shook her head, hesitantly pulling out her phone. "Oh, you should be," He smirked, snatching the phone from her. "Alright, time to unlock your phone." "Oh god..." Y/n trailed off, beginning to press in her password. The screen unlocked, revealing all of Y/n's apps. "Twitter time first!" Callum pressed open the blue bird app. "Don't post anything that could put me in a scandal, please," Y/n began to bite at her nails. "Like?" "Nothing, homophobic, trans-phobic, racist, or offensive," Y/n shook her head. "Wow, the bar is so low," Callum let out a laugh. He began to type up a tweet. "Boys, come slide in my DMS. I'm bored." "No! Are you fucking kidding me?" Y/n practically howled, "I'm dating someone!" "Oh, so I shouldn't put the kissy-face?" Callum laughed, being to open the emoji keyboard. "Why did I agree to this?" Y/n shook her head. "I'm putting a kissy face," Callum had pressed the 'post' button, sending the tweet out into the world. "Goddamnit, Callum," Y/n shook her head. "Alright, Instagram time," Callum smirked. "I promise I won't leak your nudes." "Wow," Y/n shook her head, looking at the camera. "Guys, I promise I don't have nudes, I'm not a whore." "Let's put something on your story," Callum smirked, swiping to the left to open the camera. "I'm thinking along the lines of... 'Guess what's coming in nine months?' With maybe a few baby emojis." "Oh god," Y/n shook her head. "I am gonna get into some type of scandal, aren't I?" "Probably," Callum laughed with a nod as he hit the 'post' button again. "What else should we do?" "Up to you, I guess," Y/n bit her lip, watching Callum scroll through her apps. "I'm positive you have George Memeulous's phone number," Callum grinned. "What are you planning?" Y/n raised a brow. "Let's start thirst texting him, why don't we?"  Callum had opened up Y/n's text messages. "Oh, no!" Y/n practically shouted. She got up, walking out of the camera frame. "You're really trying to get me canceled, aren't you?" "Alright, I'm gonna text him," Callum laughed, opening her texts between her and George. "Holy shit, your guys' conversations have been so dry." Callum scrolled through their texts, "Seriously? 'Hey, do you want some food, I'm gonna order some dinner.' You guys are so boring." "You're really going to ruin my friendships, aren't you?" Y/n shook her head as she walked back into the camera frame. "Anyways, time to text him. 'Hey Papi, whatcha up to?' Omgod, this is gonna be fun," Callum let out another laugh. "He's gonna know something's up," Y/n shook her head. "While we wait for him to reply, let's text up the other boys," Callum had pulled up Y/n's texts with Will next. "Lemme think... 'You're so fuckin hot, ditch Mia for me, baby.' I love this so much," Callum smiled, beginning to text Will. "Oh, no! Mia and I are so close! I'm not gonna have any friends after this," Y/n brushed a hand through her hair as she let out a long sigh. "James's turn next!" Callum smirked, "I'm gonna say... 'Can you do me a favor and lemme peg you?' You're gonna have to apologize to everyone after this, Y/n," Callum shook his head. "This hurts me. You've hurt me. How could you do this to me?" Y/n cringed. "You had a week to tell your friends something weird was gonna happen on your texts and social medias," Callum looked over to Y/n. "I'm gonna need bleach after this," Y/n sighed. Y/n's phone buzzed. "Oh, George texted us back!" Callum grinned, reopening Y/n's texts with George. " 'Y/n, are you alright?' Oh, he already knows something's up," Callum shook his head. "I told you he was gonna know something was going on," Y/n bit her lip. "I can fix this. 'I'm okay, but I'd be better if we were together at the moment." Callum smiled, continuing to text the commentary YouTuber. "Let's see, James left you on read!" "I'm not surprised. I'm friends with his girlfriend, I feel horrible," Y/n hid her face in her hands. "We're not gonna poke the bear with James because you're already getting into enough trouble," Callum smiled. "Will still hasn't opened your text yet." "I'm scared," Y/n returned to biting at her nails. "You should be," Callum looked over to her again. "Let's open Twitter again." There had been plenty of DMs sent to Y/n on Twitter with a lot of confused replies to her tweet. "This is absolutely amazing," Callum scrolled through the replies. "I'm gonna tweet something new." "I'm gonna get so fucking canceled," Y/n sighed. "Alright, I'm gonna say... '5 likes and I'll burn ImAllexx's Internet Sensation merch," Callum was already typing. "No, not Alex! You've already done so much, why Alex?" Y/n was freaking out at this point. She was surprised Alex hadn't tried reaching out to her yet over what she was posting and texting to his friends. James should've told him what Y/n texted him by now. As expected, Y/n's phone began to buzz again. Only this time she was being called by her boyfriend, Alex Elmslie.  "No!" Y/n yelled, grabbing onto the roots of her hair, "he knows something's wrong!" "Y/n, I'm gonna pick up. You can't talk though," Callum smirked. "Are you crazy?!" "Hey, I'm controlling your phone for the next thirty minutes," Callum grinned, hitting the green pickup button. "Y/n, are you alright? I'm so confused over your tweets, is this some kind of joke? James also told me you sent a sext to him? What the fuck? Do you have something to tell me? Do you wanna break up?" The more Alex spoke, the more Y/n's heart broke. Alex suffered from anxiety, so she could only imagine how he was feeling right now. Y/n bit her lip, making eye contact with Callum, he only put a finger to his lips, motioning for her to stay quiet. "Y/n, are you there-" Alex had been cut off by Callum hitting the 'end call' button. "That was so mean! He probably thinks I'm cheating on him or something!" Y/n brushed a hand through her hair. Within seconds, Y/n's phone buzzed again. This time she had received a text. It was from Alex. 'Y/n, please talk to me, I know you're there.' "I'm going to end up getting dumped by Alex by the time this is over," Y/n shook her head. "I'm texting back. 'What are you talking about? I am completely normal.' But in all caps," Callum laughed, already typing. "You're so mean!" Y/n's eyes widened. "As Alex texts back, let's look back through your texts with him," Callum smiled, beginning to scroll up. "Oh god, you two really are an adorable pair." Thank you, I guess? I mean, I don't know if we're gonna last after this video," Y/n gave a shrug as she watched Callum. "You two were literally planning a Star Wars movie marathon tonight, now I'm starting to feel shitty," Callum let out a sigh. "Honestly you two seem like such a power couple with these texts." "Thank you, can I have my phone now?" Y/n put out her hand, motioned she wanted her phone back. "I have 15 more minutes left. Now let's look at your photos!" Callum hadn't found anything special. Most photos where just screenshots of random stuff, but finally he found a photo album he really liked. "You have a photo album titled, 'Alex' with a  heart emoji?" Callum grinned, already opening the album. "Oh yeah," Y/n gave a nod, smiling at the tens of photos she had of Alex. There were a decent amount of photos Y/n had taken of Alex. Some of them were funny, most of them were pretty cute. There was a photo of Alex downtown. They had been walking downtown after seeing a movie. As they were waiting to cross the street, Y/n had stolen photo of Alex smiling at her, cars were driving past in the background as the sun was halfway down. There was another photo of Alex, Y/n's hand was placed underneath his chin, squeezing his cheeks together, causing his lips to squish together. Photo after photo, each one had a special memory, it didn't matter if the memory was big or small, they were all important to Y/n. Even though she and Alex had just started dating only a few months back, there were plenty of good memories they shared. Finally, Callum finished gushing over photos, talking about how he thought Y/n and Alex were 'couple goals'. "I guess I can give you your phone back now," Callum gave a shrug as he handed Y/n's phone back to her. "I've got to go and do damage control now," Y/n sighed, already opening Twitter to delete the tweets Callum posted. "Good luck with that," Callum smiled. Callum began the outro as Y/n was texted her friends her apologies. She felt bad that Cal had texted weird shit to her friend's. 'Hey, Alex. I'm sorry about everything. I was filming a video on Callux's channel where he stole my phone for the past hour, none of that was me, I promise. I love you too much to be like that.' Within seconds, Alex had begun to type back. 'It's alright, Y/n. I'm just happy none of that was you. I love you too. Are we still on for a movie marathon tonight?' Y/n smiled at the text she received. Thank god Alex wasn't gonna hold this against her. 'Of course, I'll call you when I get in my car.' 'Okay.' Y/n placed her phone in her back pocket as Callum finished up his outro for the video. "And if you're curious where you can find Y/n, I'll be leaving a link in the description to her YouTube channel," he smiled to the camera. Y/n gave a wave, a smile appeared on her face. "This video made me anxious for an hour," Y/n spoke up. "Anyways, I'll see you guys next time!" With that, the camera was turned off.

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