#this was posted like 4 seconds ago but i don’t care!!! it’s interesting!!!!

[m1d-45]

1) welcome back 2) thank you

“when memories linger / plaguing the mind / shattering rose tinted glasses” you’re so right actually the dichotomy of lovely memories pre-isekai and the horrific hunt afterward is 100% gonna fuck somebody up

“and they will never forgive / not in the way that matters” so right!!! how could somebody truly forgive somebody else trying to kill them!! those memories will permanently influence their actions for the rest of time- “you who once stood so tall / blessed and beloved / are nothing more than sinners / fallen from grace” so right it’s so-

because they were loved! they were cared for and cherished and built up from sand and stone to glory and gold and in return they shattered the hand that made them!!! they willingly broke the base of their ivory tower and have nobody to blame but themselves!!!!! fuck!!

“your honored god sits / surrounded by a court of monsters” FUCK you’re so right, so true, they crowd asking for forgiveness and redemption when they don’t even deserve it, all they’re doing is making it worse and worse “forgive and forget, was it? / pitiful.” they can’t be forgiven and doubly not when they’re continuing to insist and insist and won’t let it heal nor give them space- how can a wound be healed when it’s constantly being pried open?

“mercy was not meant for you” because they’re not the ones hurt, they’re not the ones wounded and bleeding and trapped in nightmares, they’re not the one who was hunted and stabbed and betrayed and- they’re not the one being granted mercy, not when they were the ones to take it away!!!

“you shall find no salvation here.”

Normalcy Is What You Crave (But How Can You Be So Foolish?)

@m1d-45. I've returned with another poem.

Forgive and forget

An interesting saying, is it not?

But can it really be applied here

When the scars remain

Of cruel deaths 

And vicious hunts

When the memories linger

Plaguing the mind

Shattering rose tinted glasses

Can one be forgiven

Of such a heinous deed

Can one even forgive 

Such a terrible sin

When one pledges loyalty

Faith to the very end

But it is the monsters who stay

Devoted and loving

Forgiveness is not for you

They will never forget 

And they will never forgive 

Not in the way that matters

You who stood once so tall

Blessed and beloved

Are nothing more than sinners

Fallen from grace 

And it is before you 

Your honored god sits 

Surrounded by a court of monsters 

Who wait on them

For every beck and call

Forgive and forget, was it?

Pitiful.

Mercy was not meant for you

You shall find no salvation here

[louisisalarrie]

Harry’s lyric “I’m well aware I write too many songs about you” is the biggest Larry proof out there. If you think he’s written that about his past “girlfriends” who he spent a year to the day or less with, you don’t know him at all

I agree, it’s a major piece to the puzzle. If he was still writing songs about someone he loved, long term beautiful romantic songs, he wouldn’t be parading with a new girl every second day. It’s clear so many of those songs are about louis.

I particularly like the “I know that you’re scared because hearts get broken, I know that you’re scared because I’m so open” from Golden because I think that is so larry coded (and so many more lyrics for this song but I tend to not dig into song analysis on here). But relation to those specific lyrics, Harry is extremely open with dancing with flags, being ambiguous about his sexuality, saying cheeky very not straight things on stage, wearing very non masculine outfits, and I think it’s a comment about louis being more scared about coming out than H. I mean, it’s a massive deal to come out in this industry, particularly in their positions with their history,but Harry is 3/4 of the way there and has been for a while now. And louis might be a little more frightened bc of his stunts, image, etc., he hasn’t kind of stepped away from that image as much as Harry has. Not to say louis isn’t fighting to come out, whatsoever, but it’s a very strong lyric and that’s how I take it. Anyway, that’s probably been talked about and analysed a bunch. But yeah, that’s definitely one of my fave lines.

I actually saw a theory not too long ago that Harry wrote Chicago for louis, too. Like… ages ago. Not recently. And the lyrics would kind of line up on that situation with bbg. And if you think about it, you can definitely see the story. Not sure how much I agree with that theory as it’s a bit far fetched, but was interesting. Idk.

And I know a multitude of Harry’s love songs are in fact a little on the heartbroken/sad side, but there are many that are uplifting and full of hope. Golden is the perfect example of that, in my opinion. It’s about fighting hard for it. And like “loving you’s the antidote”?????? Come on hahahaha.

But re Falling, yes, hugely larry coded. Like Harry asking who he is now that he’s solo with a huge image shift, and is it truly him? What if he’s someone louis cares about and deeply misses, but Harry gets the feeling he won’t need him because louis is embarking on his own journey and again, im sure there are deeper and better posts about this song, but yeah. Idk. Harry’s house certainly sounded more hopeful and a bit less depressing, for the most part hehe. I think things are fine between them, truly.

Anyway this turned into something entirely off topic now sorry about that hahahah but yes, I agree with you! Those lyrics scream to me that it’s about someone long term. I wrote a similar lyric years ago about one person, and so it’s truly powerful and resonates a lot.

[rosyandraw]

Hi sweetie, same anon who asked about your future projects a few weeks ago (more specifically, 17 lol) I was supposed to send you this message when I finished the nmfy chapter but life has been kicking my ass, sorry for the delay. I loved the nmfy ending, so sweet, I love them so much! You wrote them so well, I'm so happy you were able to give them a happy ending, they deserve it.

Okay, now back to future projects (the topic in the last ask I sent), I'm obviously interested in your 2-page trigger warning project, like is it really two pages? Is it something related to more underworld themes (like mafia, prostitution, etc.) or more personal themes (like mental health and everyday life)? The fic literally hasn't even come out and I'm already dying to ask more about it lol.

Out of the 7 you mentioned (in the post), which one has the best chance of being published first? I confess that the first 4 interested me the most, because they are modern au and focus on Damen and Laurent (personally I can only like them as a couple, any other couple doesn't really appeal to me sorry :(( ).

Anyway, take your time and do everything with care and love. I admire you infinitely as an author and I am very excited to follow your future projects.

stay safe! <3

Hey lovely!

Not a problem at all hun, I am rarely on tumblr anyway haha, it’s so nice of you to pop back over though! I’m so glad you enjoyed the end of NMFY, it certainly was a long time coming from little old me, apologies

Hahaha soooo yes, it is that long! And it’s a bit of both tbh, it’s focused mostly around more personal themes (Mental Health, Hypersexuality, trauma) with quite a few darker themes such as trafficking and prostitution. It’s not a happy fic and just like in NMFY no one is an angel. Like, at all.

As I said it’s an infidelity fic so it does feature Damen/Erasmus (who is being cheated on) and Laurent/Others. It’s Laurent POV so you don’t get much D/E and all of Laurent’s scenes with people other than Damen are either throw away comments or there is something else happening that’s the focus of the scene. Those scenes aren’t given the same gratuitous graphic smut scenes Damen/Laurent get from me.

Again, I’m aware it absolutely will not be for everyone.

The kink tags alone will make sure of that because there is a lot of (17 and counting atm) unconventional kinks involved and it’s not RACK.

It’s a love story, but it’s not lovely and first and foremost it’s about Laurent’s relationship with himself.

And nah hun I get it, I will only ever write Damen/Laurent as a couple, I literally can’t ship Laurent with anyone else, Damen I can be a lil more flexible with but in that specific fic I mentioned it’s basically a FWB thing with Auguste who he met first and then he met Laurent, it’s weirdly more of a romcom than anything else? Idk haha

The Roman one will be first, literally in the next day or two, the coming (literal) of age masquerade party will be second I think. The long fic I’m gonna finish before I post so as to avoid the same issue I had with NMFY haha

Thanks my lovely, I appreciate you, I hope you have a lovely day/night/week 💕💕

[xxskycrystalxx]

Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 3 Thoughts [heavy spoilers below]

not in any particular order, just my thoughts mushed in one post ;)

1. Gotg Vol. 3 was an emotional rollercoaster. I cried and laughed a lot. I did more crying though ;)

2. The guardians are my comfort family. It’s sad to think that we’ll never see them again like this anymore but at the same time, nothing is impossible. I’m also quite interested in seeing the “new” guardian team in action as well.

3. It really seems like Marvel really hates me and my ships in the MCU. First pepperony, palmerstrange, then fosterson, and now starmora? Ok. Ok. I see how it is. I love how they feed us with the romances + the crumbs, and then end them like it was nothing 🫠

4. I don’t know what to think about Adam Warlock. I thought they’d do more with his character but he ended up being a sort of comic relief and that was all.  Although perhaps being in the new guardians team and showing up in other movies/shows could change that.

5. Rocket’s backstory was heartwrenching and really had me bawling almost the entire movie. The guardians doing everything they can to save him, like this is the found family I love so much. Not to mention how Peter was crying over Rocket when he was dying like why the additional emotional damage? PAY FOR MY THERAPY MARVEL

- Rocket & Lylla were so damn adorable and I literally gasped out loud when THAT* happened. Rocket, Lylla, Teefs, and Floor were just 😩💕 They all deserved sm better.

6. The many times Peter mentioned that Rocket was his best friend was just so sweet and made me “aww” a lot while clutching my heart and breaking down. Then there’s Drax: “second best friend.” HAHAHAHA 😂😂😂

7. NATHAN FILLIONNNNNNNNNNN (cue my Castle binge a few months ago and having a total nathan fillion/castle phase)

8. Gamora & Nebula’s way of communicating with grunts has me rolling on the floor but also it’s soooooo like them too.

9. The High Evolutionary. Tbf, idk how to really feel about him as the antagonist/villain in the movie. I despised what he did to Rocket and everyone else but other than that I didn’t really care about him. When Rocket took off his mask though and we see what he looked like underneath it? Ick. The one right thing he did was wearing it LMAO

10. THE AMONG US SPACESUITS HAHA

11. Kraglin finally coming in clutch with Yondu’s arrow. I miss Yondu ;;-;; and Krgalin with Cosmo. Cosmo is a good dog <3

12. “You were everything to me.” “I bet we were fun // Like you wouldn’t believe it.” Catch me sobbing till the end of time. My clown a** really thought I’d get my endgame, as if I never learned from my other ships 🤡 Granted, I think they left their relationship on the more open side by the end of the movie, a possibility that could happen in the future, so I won’t be give up. Ever. Because 2014 Gamora, by the end, can acknowledge and perhaps see why Peter and 2018 Gamora were in love. She even said “we,” and I think that’s enough hope for me as is. Including how they were standing back-to-back, the way it was filmed. In general, Chris & Zoe have rlly good chemistry (petition to have them be in a rom-com together). And although I was a bit disappointed with the way things were left out and what wasn’t done, I can see why it’s like that. Doesn’t make it feel much better though. 😭 One day, I’ll write up all the reasons why I love Starmora and how I never recovered and will never forgive them for what happened to Gamora in Infinity War. Other than that... live laugh love Starmora, my precious star-crossed lovers who deserved better. 😃❤️ 

+

“what were you programming?” “self destruction code” and then proceeds to stare at each other while smiling. I. AM. NOT. OK.

13. I LIVED for the Nebula + Drax + Mantis dynamic in the movie. We love you Drax, even if you’re invisible sometimes + love the way Mantis was arguing with Nebula and being like “I love Drax even though he’s stupid” LOL 😂 and Nebula saying that Drax is not the destroyer but meant to be a father. I shed tears. Also, Nebula crying when she knew Rocket was ok 🥲

14. Peter yeeting that guy out of the ship was hilarious af but such peak Quill behavior, and the way he and Groot tag-teamed was just 😘🤌

15. The only thing that I disliked about the movie was not the movie itself but the soundtrack. Nothing beats the first movie’s soundtrack. The second had a few that I liked but with the third movie.... there really weren’t any until they brought back ‘Come and Get Your Love’ at the end. Iconic really, how the movies started with it and ended with it.

16. “I love you guys.” When I tell ya’ll I lost it when Groot said that. 

17. “The legendary Star-Lord will return.” WHAT DOES THAT MEAN???? ARE WE GETTING A SOLO STAR-LORD SERIES OR MOVIE???? It would be amazing if he did, he’s literally my second favorite character in the MCU. I literally broke down seeing him floating in space like that, bout to end it all if they killed him off but thankfully they didn’t 😊 Give mah boi some more love ❤️

also

GIMME ANOTHER GUARDIANS MOVIE BECAUSE I NEED MY FOUND FAMILY BACK ASAP 

18. I miss them all sm and I just literally finished the movie a few hours ago. Someone send help.

19. Thank you Marvel, for the 100th time, for not killing any of the guardians off. I haven’t been this grateful to Marvel since like ever. When promotions for the movie were coming, there were so many “dropped” hints of one or two of the guardians dying in the movie, like the red flags were everywhere. But no, they did the opposite and I’m forever thankful <333

Overall, it was an A M A Z I N G movie. GOTG movies never disappoint me, they’re my second favorite movie trilogy in the MCU for a reason (besides the Iron Man movies ofc). I think the movie was able to do a send-off of all the characters very well by the end, with essentially all their storylines wrapped up in a quite wholesome and hopeful ending. Despite them not being in a team in official capacity anymore, it doesn’t mean it can’t happen sometime in the future. Never lose hope. The whole cast and James Gunn were amazing and really made the movies and characters what they are. I have plenty more to say, but for now this is it. 

"You Said It Yourself, B****. We're The Guardians Of The Galaxy."

[buddys-ramblings]

I’m just gonna name some of the things I’m interested in, hopefully to prevent the posts over here getting too stale

Key:

Red = hyperfixation

Orange = knowledgeable interest

Green = regular interest

Blue = non-knowledgeable interest

Object Shows - Love these things to death. I even have my own (hypothetical) one. Just, no spoilers for any non-BFDI, non-II, non-ONE shows, please.

Smash Bros. - How fast the hours I have on this game went from 20 to 180 should tell you something.

Nintendo in general - I love Nintendo. I always have and I probably always will.

Worldbuilding - I’ve been doing this in such a specific way for so long that I just feel kind of empty without a world in my head. Hopefully at least one of mine can become an actual piece of media. Though, I have my other blog for this, so don’t expect too much of it over here.

Writing - As in, creating fictional stories. Any other kind of writing is 👎 in my opinion. And my creative writing is kind of garbage, so don’t expect me to make it public and tell you about it anytime soon.

Pokémon - Ah, yes, the longest of Buddy’s known hyperfixations at four years straight, five years total. How much I care for the electric rat varies from day to day, but I’m pretty sure I’ll always like the franchise.

The Legend of Zelda - Or more specifically, the Breath of the Wild subseries. I beat BOTW in four months, which is a record time for me. I’ve beat the Wind, Water, and Lightning Temples in Tears of the Kingdom, but nothing beyond that, so no spoilers, please.

My Singing Monsters - Ah, yes, the fourth longest of Buddy’s hyperfixations, at 16 months. Though I’m not hyperfixated on it anymore, I still try to log in every day and the occasional song gets stuck in my head.

Plushies - I like the idea of owning plushies, but I feel like I’m wasting money on them because I never do anything with them.

Bugsnax - I really like this game, I totally recommend it if you’ve got a spare 30 bucks.

Minecraft - Ah, yes, the third longest of Buddy’s interests at two years. I like Minecraft and everything, but I kinda stopped keeping track of updates around after the Nether Update. Remember when Update Aquatic was the new cool thing? Good times.

SCP Foundation - I used to be annoyingly obsessed with this fictional organization a few years ago, but now I’m less interested. I’m trying to get back into it, though.

Digimon - Ah, yes, the second longest of Buddy’s hyperfixations at three years straight, four years total. As much as I love this franchise, I’ll be the first to admit that I know nothing about it. I only finished the first season of the anime (which I don’t remember because it was years ago) I watched and thoroughly enjoyed, but didn’t finish, seasons two and three, and I lost interest in season four when I saw that the Digi-Destined didn’t get partner Digimon. I also finished Fusion (which I also don’t remember because it was more years ago).

Splatoon - I’ve only ever played the smallest amount of Splatoon 1, but I’m hoping to rectify that this September. Hopefully there’s just as much, if not more time in between Splatoon 3 and 4 than there was between 2 and 3.

Fire Emblem - I started gaining interest when I realized that I knew literally nothing about Fire Emblem, especially compared to the other 1st party Nintendo games. I’m specifically interested in the 3DS games and more specifically in Fates; yes, that Fire Emblem Fates. The one with Corrin in it. The anime swordsman that nobody likes.

[chairofchaos]

AO3 Chaos

I invite anyone who is interested to 1) Respond to these questions and 2) TELL ME WHAT YOUR AO3 IS SO I CAN FIND YOU THERE!

Thank you @c-starstuff-man0 for the tag! (I think someone else also tagged me but I could not find it- so thank you to you, as well, whoever you are!)

1. How many works do you have on AO3? I currently have 7 works up on AO3.

2. What's your total AO3 word count? 26,150. (That will easily double when I start posting Letters of Love, since LoL is already about 40,000 words. Oops!)

3. What fandoms do you write for? On AO3, currently only ACOTAR and Crescent City (so, SJM Universe stuff)

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos? (I linked my AO3 at the bottom if you want to go check any of these out!)

The Power of Jewelry (Azris, fluff)

When the Blood Burns (Azris, angst/MCD stuff)

Stormy Night in the Library (Azriel x Reader, fluff)

Death & All That Follows (Azris, definitely angst at this point). This is hilarious because it’s only half done and I’m not sure I like the ending I’ve written, which means it could go happy or sad and I don’t know how to feel about that.

Even In the Dark (Cassian x Reader, hurt/comfort and kind of fluffy) I won’t lie I had to revisit this one to remember what it was lol

5. Do you respond to comments? Yes, and I’m mean about it. Sorry to anyone who has been on the receiving end of a teasing chaos comment. I maybe have too much fun dangling teasers like carrots on a stick...

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? Hahahha. Uh. Probably When the Blood Burns. For now, anyways.

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? (Do I write happy endings?) Stormy Night in the Library takes my vote for this, though Say It’s True (Mor x Emerie) is also cute and ends happily. I love them. 

8. Do you write smut? Yes. There are some smutty elements to things I have posted. I haven’t written anything specifically for smut though.

9. Do you write crossovers? Nothing that’s posted.

10. Have you ever had a fic translated? Nope.

11. Have you ever co-written a fic before? Uh… not on AO3! (But if you want to check out the Gold Star Crack Headcanons @ninthcircleofprythian and I wrote a little bit ago here they are!)

12. What is your all-time favorite ship? Please. Please don’t hate me. I’ve been on a Dramione train for years now. I know it’s controversial. I can’t get them out of my head.

13. What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? Would it be bad if I said “Letters of Love”? No. I want to finish it so badly. I do. I’m just scared. I’m working on it, I swear. It just feels monstrous at this point. 

In actuality, I think it’s the crossover that I’m working on. It’s a Throne of Glass/ACOTAR/Crescent City monstrosity that would be roughly 400 9x11 pages long, 12 pt font single spaced with formatting. It started as a romance, morphed into a second-gen TOG x ACOTAR throuple adventure and political drama. Now I just don’t know what to do with it because the universe I’ve imagined for this is so insane and I cannot do it justice.

14. What are your writing strengths? I write with my whole heart, and I care about every word. I’ve been practicing for years.

15. What are your writing weaknesses? Mental illness. Procrastination. Writing 10k in 24 hours and then never finishing that work. I overthink everything. Next question. Please.

16. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic? I love it. However, I much prefer it when it’s canon that the character speaks another language. I feel awkward prescribing languages to characters unless it’s some sort of AU. I read an incredible Azris AU (linked HERE, check the tags please, written by the wonderful @annaskareninas for Azris Week) where Eris is Italian, and it worked beautifully because it was an AU! But if I was writing in universe, I would have a harder time making Eris speak Italian because for all we know they’re speaking Fae Language We Don't Have a Name For and Italian doesn’t exist in the universe. It’s a mental block for me. I don't mind reading it though!

17. First fandom you wrote for? …Harry Potter. It was 2011, okay?! However, the first I ever POSTED was Percy Jackson. Don't ask me where they ended up, it was a long time ago and those secrets were lost to the sea

18. Favorite fic you’ve written? When the Blood Burns. It hurts just right.

Tags (no pressure!): @positivelyruined @annaskareninas @ ANYONE WHO WANTS TO DO THIS! Also, let me know what your AO3 is in replies or reblogs. I need to follow more of you over there <3

My AO3 is keyboard_clacks, or chairofchaos. I post and respond to comments under both pseuds! Find Me Here!

[obscurushydrae]

Rules of Play

Please at least give it a read! Liking this post also means it’s more likely I will follow back, as I know you have RAU’d.

Updated 08/19/2024

ABOUT:

Kar/Karmun/Karthonic either-or. If you'd rather separate mun/muse you can use my middle name, Asher to refer to me.

They/Them is cool.

From New York, so the timezone is EST.

Birthday’s January 1990, so 30+

Spoonie with AuDHD

Artist, and educator, so I can get busy. I commute, so I'm on the train for a few hours a day as well and can be sporadic activity wise.

On mobile most of the time.

I left the Tumblr RPC 4 years ago so forgive me as I catch up with the new etiquette, etc.

Personal blog @karthonic.

Sci-Fi Muse: @stellevatum

ARK AU: @sidisaspecto & @hln-4

GENERAL:

Above all else: Be Excellent to each other and party on, dudes!

First and foremost: my activity is sporadic. I refuse to let myself be like I was when I left the RPC in 2019. I may queue a lot of shit. I may go into a black hole for a few weeks or months. I may forget threads or lose them. It doesn't mean I don't care-- I am here to have fun and not get stressed over things.

If you ever want to reach out-- all my blogs and personal are listed above, and my discord is on request to mutuals, even though I'm just as much a cryptid on there as well.

Lurking for a bit before reaching out is fine, but I would like genuinely interested folks. Optional but I have an Interest Tracker for organization purposes.

Communication is key. My muse might be intimidating, but I'm not-- just very busy and on mobile more often than not. Don’t know something, or want me to elaborate: ask! I forgot a reply or not feeling a thing anymore, lemme know. I'm good. I like get to know the people I write with, it makes me plot things better.

This incarnation Kar is for Contemporary Supernatural/Fantasy/Mythology like verses. You can find the Og/Sci-Fi flavored Kar at @stellevatum.

While she's BPRD based,  don’t sweat it if you don’t know the other stuff. If your fandom/verse has a way in, I can finagle her into all sorts of place (she's literally an cosmic horror at heart).

That ‘selective’ part comes into play. I have every right to not follow someone, decline a roleplay, just as you do. Just be polite and respectful.

Crossover/AU/Multiverse/Self Insert friendly. Not your thing, then feel free to not follow.

There will be casual mentions of recreational drug use, more often than not mentions of alcohol than drugs, but will be tagged upon request. Other possible triggers are her fatalistic humor. 

This is not a content resource blog. If you’re here for the pretty pictures, aesthetics, or memes, this is not the blog for you.

Godmoding is discouraged but I’m not going to stop it. I will likely try to out ridiculous you Bugs Bunny style. Even though she can’t die, you’re free to try and kill her, but let me know first (either way she’s gonna be pissed FYI).

Most art is mine but will be credited. If I reblog any art reposted without the original creator’s permission, let me know. I’ll remove it.

FOLLOWING/UNFOLLOWING:

Please don’t follow/interact if you’re under 18. If I follow anyone underage, it’s because I wasn’t able to access any about/ooc information, please don’t take it personally if I unfollow!

If I don’t follow you and you follow me, please just hit me up before doing something. Just because I don’t follow means I’m not interested, I just don’t think our characters mesh with the information given. If we chat about it, who knows!

If I follow you or like a post but not follow, it's likely because I want to check out your rules but can't find a mobile friendly/need time to look through things, especially if it's a carrd. If you follow back, I'll message/send passwords as I don't want to overstep.

I don’t usually greet/interact with personal blogs, so side blogs off personals give me a heads up. Otherwise, I might miss you.

I may unfollow or softblock-- but that doesn't mean I am not against second chances. It usually mean either we haven't really done anything and I'm keeping my dash tidy or you never followed back so I'm taking the hint and stepping off, or you were inactive for 6+ month and I assume you abandoned the blog.

If you'd prefer I don't accidentally re-follow, you are free to hardblock. It's a bummer, but we need to what makes each of us comfortable to write. I will only hardblock if it is in your rules or if it was something serious that warrants it.

IN CHARACTER:

Compatible Fandoms (ie I am Familiar with): BPRD/Hellboy, Hades, Devil May Cry, Wolfenstein, Gravity Falls, WTNV, Obey Me!, Sandman, Good Omens, Hellsing, Persona, Durarara!!, Castlevania, Blood of Zeus, Chilling Adventures of Sabrina, Basically anything with demons/angels/gods and the like. I will interact with Hazbin Hotel/Helluva Boss muses, even though personally I don't vibe with Viv.

Kar is an ancient cosmic horror who was supposed to destroy all reality. Raised by mortals, so she thought she was. But she's also got other forms, which folks may see.

As for appearance, unless you’re really looking you might notice the fangs. And for the most part, assume she’s wearing her signature sunglasses covering her eyes since those rarely are taken off in public.

While not usually brought up, but Kar has attempted to end her life and self-harmed. Nowadays it’s usually just masked with fatalistic humor, recreational drug use, and lots of drinking. 

There will be mentions of Nazis particularly of the occult sort, so if that makes you uncomfortable please feel free to step away.

ASKS:

Askbox will only be open for IC interactions, save for when the meme specifies Mun. IMs are for OOC communication. Anon feature is for sideblogs, multimuses to interact ICly with me. Any Anon messages good or bad directed to the Mun (outside of memes) will be ignored. The Anon feature is privilege, I will revoke it for my well-being if need be.

No Magic Anons, please!

There’s no need to wait to send me a meme if you’ve followed me for 5 minutes or 5 months, send the thing.

Reblog Karma is going to be enforced on this blog. That is, if you reblog an ask meme off me, please send me one. Otherwise, reblog the meme from @karref

THREADS:

Jump on any open post, there’s no need to ask permission, they’re there for that reason!

I will be keeping my posts simple! I don't have the time/energy to make formatted posts, and I like to keep things as accessible as possible. I do try to keep track of the heavily plotted stuff, but the casual things might drop off. Feel free to remind me if it's been a bit!

Communicate! If you’re having trouble writing a reply, talk to me! If you don’t like or not feeling a thread, say so and drop the thread. That also doesn’t mean things are done for good. Come to me if you want to skip/do something else.

If you’d rather we move things to discord, just ask! I’ll set up a server just for us!

SHIPPING:

Shipping is welcomed and willing to discuss the possibility, but I leave the rest to chemistry and just how we as writers write. Kar is into male muses, and will be polite about turning other people down, unless one doesn’t take the hint.

I will only write ships with muns older than 21, but 25+ is preferred.

That being said, I will no longer tolerate stringing me along, or vague replies. Please be clear and direct. If you are interested; say so. If you are not or no longer wanting to go in that direction, tell me. Any vague or non-committal replies will be treated as disinterest and dropped.

This blog is multiship, meaning each relationship is treated as its own separate place in the multiverse unless discussed and agreed upon.

Kar can be polifidelitous. She’s okay with having multiple partners and those partners having partners if your character is cool with it. But she can be selectively monogamous in your little bubble too.

NSFW may be on here, or I might do it over discord. I'm playing it by vibes. As I don't really have any established romantic stuff since rebooting, I can't say with any certainty. Will update when I do know.

TAGGING/ HARD LIMITS:

Blood, Gore, Body Horror, Drugs, etc, will be tagged with (name); for instance drugs; . Special Tags on request.

Posts will be tagged upon request, just let me know!

If you read and understand this, I would appreciate if you'd leave a like the post, that way I know you have without forcing a password.

But if you'd like to message me, here's a DM icebreaker: What's your favorite extinct animal? (If you're lucky I may have cool fact about it.)

HOPE TO WRITE WITH YOU SOON! :D

[steddie-fanfic-recs]

Pretty Boy

by shibbi

Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationship: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson Characters: Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson Additional Tags: Stranger Things 4, Post-Stranger Things 4 Vol. 2, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alternate Universe - Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Gay Eddie Munson, Bisexual Steve Harrington, Smut, Shameless Smut, Porn With Plot, Porn with Feelings, Virgin Eddie Munson, because you can't convince me he's not a virgin, I don't care what anyone says, but he knows what he likes, and he has no impulse control, Steve Harrington Has a Praise Kink, Because obviously he does, Eddie Munsons hands, Blow Jobs, First Time Blow Jobs, Choking, gagging, ok that's enough now maybe, added a second chapter so adding tags, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Rough Sex, idk guys it's porn, what do you want from me? Words: 7,555 Chapters: 2/2

Summary

If you’d asked Eddie Munson two months ago if he knew how to read bedroom eyes, if he felt confident enough to take what he wanted regarding sex, he would have told you, unequivocally, no. But then again, if you had asked him two months ago if dream demons and a parallel dimension existed, he probably also would have said no. So here we are. ---- Or, Steve offers to let Eddie's first kiss be him and they quickly discovered their overlapping interests.

[hanibalistic]

huuuuuuuuuuuuuu. i just went down a spiral of remembering old fics i read in 2020 and i vaguely remembered one of your fics. i searched up hyunjin x reader wc on safari and prayed. i distinctly remembered how your theme looked and the gifs you used and the colors but i completely forgot your blog name until i saw Jeonginks on an old rb and i yelled out like i came across some guy i met at a bar and told all my deepest darkest secrets one night 4 years ago and never saw again on the street. like i looked for a good long second and went. IT’S YOU .

anyway i have bad memory so i don’t really remember anything you wrote just the feeling of reading your fics and having my brain chemistry altered. so when i realized your blog was deactivated and i couldn’t reread and remember whatever life changing work it was i read 4 years ago during quarantine where all i had was x reader fanfics and solitude i was lowkey highkey Devastated. until i had the bright idea to just search up jeonginks on tumblr again and scroll through posts because Maybe i’d find something

anyway! this is all to say IT’S YOU !!!

i just wanted to share bc there is little more that’s as frustrating as not being able to find something when you want to so badly and it literally being right in front of you and you Still can’t get it (like how i feel when i see smth a kpop idol wears and wanting it and not being able to find it Anywhere.) but i was able to find you in the end and now i’m feeling very happy. anyway! i will be reading ur works now thank u for still being alive and for still writing

(it's me indeed!)

hello ꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱₊˚⊹ it has been a while, hasn't it! given that my old blog was where you came from, haha.

i think less than a handful of people figured out it's me at the beginning of this blog (before i deleted jeonginks) because of the similar writing style. i assume it may be more difficult to realize that now because i have changed drastically over the years, or at least i like to think so. i'm a hanner now (literally the worst change ever!!!), and while i write relatively similarly to before, the content is still somewhat different in specific themes, i think? i'm not hiding the fact that i was jeonginks anymore, though. i think it's been long enough and like, genuinely who cares?

i hope you like whatever i have on this blog. i am going through a very slow process of rewriting my old works, mostly because i'm more interested in either not writing at all or writing new things. my current goal is to finish the historical hyunjin au i had ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁

[isawken]

haha heyyyyy jesties

this year has been rough stuff. and the problem is nothing life shattering has happened so i don’t even get to have a spectacular mental breakdown. it’s just been a lot of grind and disappointment and struggle to keep up or have any energy to do anything other than the bare minimum. to everyone who reached out to me with love or kindness or memes and waited weeks or more for a response i love you. and i’m so sorry for my total absence of personhood. i’ve never gotten a dm even if it’s just a silly post and an “i thought of you” that i didn’t like. and your patience with me is appreciated more than you know.

i have some stuff i want to work on. some hobbies i want to pick up again. some friendships i want to recultivate. some pieces of my life i want to try to rekindle. i used to have so much creative energy and impulse. did you know i used to make zines? i fuckin loved making zines. the tactile experience of cutting up thick paper and punching holes and using thread to bind em and filling it with vague thoughts and little collages and splashes of acrylic paint. that shit ruled. about a month ago i tried making one for the first time in years. i cut up some old paper and dusted off the ol' hole punch. this time instead of my usual embroidery thread i used necklace chain to bind it. i was proud of that idea. when it came time to put stuff in it i choked. i had no creative thought. i forced myself to cover the first page with orange and yellow crayola markers. but that was it. i had nothing other than that. just hasty sloppy color thoughtlessly and restlessly thrown down. a dull background promised to a more interesting foreground that never came.

that shit did not rule.

in 1883 in pecos texas the first recorded rodeo takes place. in 2001 rob smets attends the PBR world finals in jeans and a sports jersey bearing sponsor logos. in 1780 joseph grimaldi makes his stage debut at 2 years old at london’s famed drury lane. in the many, many years before any white person ever laid eyes on it, a man in what you’d now call northern arizona paints his body in black and white stripes and puts corn husks in his hair. in 1557 ivan the terrible acts as pallbearer to a man who walked naked in the streets of moscow, even in the dead of winter. 1568 the gelosi acting company coalesces in italy to perform the hot new style of live improv entertainment. in 2017 the ringling bro’s circus performs its last show, 146 years after the titular brothers first formed it. all of these moments (and more!) live in my head rolling around like marbles and one day i’ll tell you all why.

i’ve been on mood stabilizers for so long it’s hard for me to tell if this has just been a really long depressive swing or if this is just how i am now. if this is just what getting older is like. i don’t really think it is. i am like 90% sure this will not last. but the two questions that follow are always 1. how do i get out of it, and 2. what if it is tho xD?

i recently went down to southeastern ohio to visit my family. went up the mountain at 1 am saturday night to help my gramma grab the 8 year old boy she’s been helping to take care of from his strung out mother. the next day i saw my various other relations, aunts and cousins however many times removed. i hung out with my second cousin. same age as me, with two twin girls, 4 years old. she’s a great mom. and enjoys it, too. got a decent husband with a good job. obviously i don’t know her struggles. not like we talk often. but she seemed overall pleased when she spoke about her life. i told her about my work from home job and my loving partner of 8 years and my plans for the future. she told me i was living the dream. and like. i kind of am. so why do i wake up every morning in various states of hangover (it's the mental illness)

i live in one of the cloudiest cities in these united states. my house is about 500 square feet. it’s dark at 5pm now. i already miss the sun. i want to get sunburned again. i want to be sweaty. i want to put talcum powder in my skort. i want to get through this winter without having to rub snow on my face to stave off more serious impulses. i want to check the 5 items off my to do list.

all of my want is like a song stuck in my head.

i miss that stickbug meme

i should dress up like a clown again

maybe tomorrow i’ll just lay under my weighted blanket for 5 hours

or maybe i’ll actually do something i like to do and feel good and real and human about it. who knows. only time will tell. and in the meantime. thanks if you read this <3

[we-can-be-heroes]

1, 2, 4, 6? 📚

2) What are 2-5 already published nonfiction books you think you want to read in 2023?

Ok so I’m waiting for this one to arrive and I’m extremely excited :

And my dream is to read this one entirely :

She passed away in 2016 and her writings have not been published in years… I’m a bit of a paper fetishist (especially for people I adore) so of course I want the physical version 😭 but I’m afraid it might be hard to find and most of all very expensive. So either I keep waiting for a miracle either I accept to read the pdf version hehe…!

And finally these two :

These also are two very rare books I plan on finding and buying lol 🥲 ! These were supposed to be a triptych/trilogy but life is hard and making books costs money so unfortunately it didn’t happen. The first volume is about the international post-punk, cold wave, techno-pop, dark folk, gothic rock, electronic, EBM, industrial metal scenes, basically all the related movements that have appeared since the 70’s etc……. And the second volume apparently tackles the….French gothic scene ??? As well as other francophone gothic scenes such as the Swiss, Belgian and Luxembourgish, which I don’t know shit about. As far as I know these are THE MOST COMPLETE publications about the subject written in French !!!!

4) Do you plan to read any genres you haven't read much before?

Hummmm as funny/crazy as it sounds I’ve never read any horror novels lol ! (Except for Carrie when I was a preteen) I watch horror, I read horror mangas, horror comics, even theorical/philosophical stuff about horror in magazines but no horror novels. Reading horror novels sound way scarier than any of the other stuff I listed that contain CLEAR IMAGES 😭 ! But I’m ready and would like to give it a shot. Other than that any good books that contain magical realism ? English Gothic Literature, French romantisme noir. And more theorical/philosophical/scientific stuff about subjects I care about !

6) Do you have any conceptual reading goals?

E.g., I plan to read books on food history.

Yes absolutely, as you can see in the previous book choices & the answer just above, I would like to read more theorical essays about music genres and their historical and political aspects, same goes for genre cinema, and the different themes and recurring patterns found there .

But also more books about cultural studies and critical theory. A few years ago for a long time I was going through a very strong feeling of DÉSIDENTIFICATION (disidentification) which was painful at the time, but also freeing ! [ I am still and constantly going through it tbh but in a very less violent way, the freeing part is starting to kick in hehe !] so, I was saying this word constantly to talk about how I felt and I ended up doing research and learning that this term had already been invented/theorized by someone called José Esteban Muñoz, in his very first book :

It made me very emotional to know that someone had written an entire book around the topic lol and now I really want to read it ! I found myself wrapped in feelings of unbelonging since forever so I’m always very attracted to and interested in what other people may have said or thought about these matters.

I will probably go through these rollercoasters of identification and disidentification my whole entire life but that’s also what makes it exciting and interesting and worth living I guess !

Not being able to categorize and decrypt you easily or at all is something that always enrages aaaaaaaall types of people ! And this is something I absolutely love and hate and find very interesting.

Pissing of and disturbing people by my very existence has always been my little specialty ! At some point I even started cultivating this by trying to scare people (through my art, looks, and unconsciously, probably, some aspects of my personality and life ““choices”” such as isolation) as an attempt to protect myself and free myself from this weight loool ! Which in my experience really isn't always a good idea, and once again is as liberating as it is painful !! For myself and others !!

Partly for all these reasons i have always been very drawn to the idea of “monstrosity” and have identified with monsters in art for as long as I remember so I’m always very happy to come across writings/books about this ! (if any of you have any recommendations btw don’t hesitate 🤍 ! Except for Paul B. preciado’s book that I have already heard about)

Anyway !!! So yeah basically I want to read these 5 books 😂😂😂….The only link I see between them is the idea of community that I have loved and hated and loved and hated and LOVED again 🔄🔄🔄🔄🔄♾️♾️♾️ and that I keep deconstructing and reconstructing perpetually !!!!

Thank you very much for the very interesting questions, loved answering these and sorry if « 2023 book ask » might have turned into « over sharing » ?? I just thought that it was related, and wanted to explain the book choices !

Have a great night !! 🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼

[walviemort]

I posted 65 times in 2022

17 posts created (26%)

48 posts reblogged (74%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@walviemort

@jennjenn615

@sancocnutclub

@bambimelly

@mpreglondon

I tagged 64 of my posts in 2022

Only 2% of my posts had no tags

#mpreg - 24 posts

#icymi - 21 posts

#inspo - 20 posts

#killian mpreg - 14 posts

#my ff - 8 posts

#you owe me - 6 posts

#captain pan - 6 posts

#cs ff - 5 posts

#emoji - 4 posts

#my manip - 3 posts

Longest Tag: 35 characters

#killian sending thirst pics to emma

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

You Owe Me [1/6]

Tired of losing Lost Boys to Hook's sword, Peter Pan decides that the pirate will be replacing the ones he took—the old-fashioned way: by growing (and birthing) them himself. As Killian grapples with these unexpected pregnancies, it will test not only his body and his endurance, but especially his heart. (Eventual Captain Swan)

An: Well, I hadn't PLANNED on starting a new WIP, but @sancocnutclub​​ proposed this idea, and then my mind ran away with it. (On the bright side, I should be updating every couple of days, because it's almost entirely written, save for the last small section!) Normally, I stay away from Captain Pan because I'm not a huge fan of the dubcon/noncon it's usually flavored with, but I think I found a way to avoid that that hopefully won't scare away anyone who is like-minded! Hope you enjoy it!

rated T / 3.8k / AO3

It wasn’t the first time Killian Jones had ran a man through with his sword, and likely wouldn’t be the last, but that didn’t mean he ever enjoyed it. However, he enjoyed not dying more. 

He wasn’t even sure he could call this opponent a man—he was still a boy really; one of Pan’s Lost Ones. Rufio, who he’d gone toe-to-toe with on more than one occasion. This just happened to be the one that proved fatal for the lad. 

Sadly, this also wasn’t the first time Killian had spilled young blood on this hellhole island, either. It had always been in self defense, but it wasn’t hard to imagine himself in the place of those boys—he’d been something of a lost boy himself, a lifetime ago. 

Suffice to say, his feelings were slightly conflicted as he pulled his blade out of his foe’s fallen form, but the fact that he’d live to see another day—another day closer to killing the Crocodile—was more important. 

Around him, the skirmish between his crew and the Lost Ones was ending. There were no other casualties, it seemed, and the rest of the boys were quickly disappearing into the jungle while the pirates dusted themselves off and caught their breaths. 

Pan lingered, though, staring daggers across the clearing at Killian. “You’ll pay for this, Captain,” he spat. It was no secret Rufio had been his favorite—his second in command. “You owe me. For Rufio, and all the other ones you’ve taken from me. Just you wait.” And then he too slipped off, out of sight. 

“What do you suppose he means by that, Captain?” Mister Smee asked as Killian offered his first mate a hand up. 

“No bloody clue,” he answered, “and I don’t rightly care at the moment. Come on, mates—back to the ship.”

He’d worry about Pan’s threats later. First, he needed a drink—and some sleep. 

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Pan was tired of losing good followers to the captain. It was true enough that his Lost Boys were somewhat replaceable, but Rufio had been special—he’d been loyal. That was hard to come by.

After the skirmish, he slipped away to his lair on Skull Rock. There, he had a few shelves of odd magic he’d acquired over time, as needed or as it piqued his interest. Upon one sat a rack of corked vials with a dark liquid in them; there were almost enough of them—one for each of the boys Hook had taken from him, minus one, but Pan could get creative with the last.

Now it was the pirate’s turn to feel loss—and for Pan to get his fair share of amusement from it.

He quickly transported himself to the Jolly Roger and easily found the captain’s flask, forgotten on the desk in his cabin. 

With a level of care and swiftness only he could manage, he quickly added the contents of the vial to the flask and replaced it, then lurked out of sight until Hook returned. 

And he couldn’t hold back the devious grin that twisted his face as he watched the man enter the cabin and make a beeline to his rum, then take a very long drag from it. 

Oh, this was going to be a fun game indeed. 

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Killian was on alert the first few days after their last run-in with Pan, the demon child’s threat lingering in his mind. One thing he’d learned about the boy was he tended towards impatience, so he assumed any retaliation would come quickly.

But after nearly a week, nothing seemed to be amiss, so he let his guard down.

And a couple weeks after that, when he started dealing with nausea, he attributed it merely to having eaten something undercooked; gods only knew that some of his men should be taken off kitchen duty.

However—he seemed to be the only one dealing with stomach issues. And they lingered even after the crew rotated jobs. He’d spent too many years on ships to be developing seasickness this late in his life (even if he didn’t look like he’d been alive for over a century). At least the ginger tea they’d picked up in Agrabah on their last out-of-realm trip seemed to help, and it dissipated after a few weeks.

He still felt off-kilter, though; his emotions turned at the drop of a hat, he found himself aroused at the oddest moments and fatigued the next, and he wanted nothing to eat but boiled mackerel (which, of course, was not native to Neverland). 

The strangest, though, was the day his breeches felt snugger than they usually did. And, if he wasn’t mistaken, his stomach was not quite as flat as it typically was; he was just vain enough to be concerned with his form, but he didn’t think he’d changed any habits enough lately to lead to him gaining weight.

Perhaps he was just bloated—his abdomen still felt solid, rather than soft. Or perhaps whoever had washed this pair of pants had shrunk them. It had to be.

But he finally had to admit that something was amiss when he had to adjust the laces on his leather vest because it wouldn’t close around his belly. “What the bloody hell is happening to me?” he muttered to himself, staring down at the new curve of his gut as he attempted to dress in his cabin. 

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36 notes - Posted June 19, 2022

#4

I finally have the mpreg emoji!!

🫃🏻🫃🏻🫃🏻

42 notes - Posted April 13, 2022

#3

You Owe Me [6/6]

Tired of losing Lost Boys to Hook’s sword, Peter Pan decides that the pirate will be replacing the ones he took—the old-fashioned way: by growing (and birthing) them himself. As Killian grapples with these unexpected pregnancies, it will test not only his body and his endurance, but especially his heart. (Eventual Captain Swan)

Aaaaaand here it is—the final chapter! Thanks for going on this little adventure with me :) Hope you've enjoyed it; I know I have! And thank you again to @sancocnutclub​​​​​ for the inspo—hope it lived up to your idea!!!

rated T / 5.3k / part 1 / part 2 / part 3 / part 4 / part 5 / AO3

Some time later, Killian was awoken to the quiet sound of someone laughing—or, rather, trying to hold back laughter.

And then, with slightly more urgency, to the feeling of tiny appendages pressing on his bladder.

He attempted to sit up, but something was blocking his way—and further quiet chuckling soon commenced. Blearily, he blinked his eyes and then rubbed them, bringing into clarity the image before him: a bump that was quite a bit larger than it had been when he fell asleep, thus inhibiting his attempt to move normally. And beyond that, Emma—watching him with humor sparkling in her eyes.

“Well I’m glad you find this funny,” he quipped, awkwardly turning himself so he could sit up sideways. “Any chance you could help me up?” he asked once he realized that there was a reason he’d never slept on anything lower than his bunk in any previous pregnancy.

“Sure,” she said, still laughing, and came over to offer her hands. He ignored the skip his heart made when their fingers touched, or the way she didn’t hesitate to grip his hook, but he did briefly worry if his increased heft would pose a problem.

Thankfully, it didn’t, though he did sway forward a bit once he was upright, bumping his belly into her. “Oof, sorry,” he quickly apologized. “And thanks.”

She rubbed her own stomach. “No problem; just tell that kid to calm down.”

“Would if I could,” he replied, massaging a spot on his belly that appeared to be under attack. “Beg your pardon, but I need to excuse myself for some, ah, relief.”

Emma’s eyes went wide. “Too much information.”

“Not that kind!” he quickly exclaimed. “The normal kind.”

She was holding back another smirk. He just shook his head and shuffled off to find a private spot in the trees.

His belly had definitely popped out as he slept; he wasn’t sure exactly how long he’d been out, but if he’d been around the five-month mark before, he was past seven months now. His tunic was holding on but it did nothing to hide his stomach.

And bloody hell, was the little one active. Before he joined the others, he took a moment to study the bump, not wanting to subject them to such an odd sight and to preserve what little of his vanity remained. The stretch marks he saw upon lifting his tunic were not surprising, nor was it that his navel was slightly popped out. He certainly still had a ways to go, but from what he could tell, things were progressing well. And the babe was eagerly pressing in all directions; he could make out the distinct impression of hands and feet.

But—was it just him, or was he feeling more than four limbs?

He felt around and took as quick a stock as possible, and he counted at least six tiny hands and/or feet pressing against his belly, and could feel a couple more moving against his ribs.

“Shit,” he cursed. “Fuck.”

“Hook? What’s wrong?” Emma sounded concerned as she ran towards him; he quickly pulled his tunic down. 

“Oh, Pan’s just as much of a lying bastard as ever,” he griped. “It’s twins.”

“What? You can tell?”

“How long was I asleep?”

“Like, four hours or so?”

He shook his head in disbelief; that only put him past the six-month mark. “If it were only one, I wouldn’t be this big yet,” he said, cupping his bump. “And I know what twins feel like. There’s definitely two.”

Emma stepped a bit closer, hands outstretched. “Can I?”

“Be my guest.” He didn’t exactly sound gracious, though. 

His annoyance dissipated a bit under her touch as she gently traced the curve of his belly with both hands. She smiled a bit, but he could see the look of shock when came to the same realization. “Holy shit, there’s two.”

“I told you.”

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#2

When Emma presented the idea of boudoir/paternity photo shoot, Killian wasn’t at all hesitant to oblige—in fact, he was downright eager. Yes, he was bearing the brunt of bringing their child into the world, and while his form had drastically changed over the last almost-eight months, he still felt confident in his looks and appeal; how could he not when his beautiful wife couldn’t keep her hands off of him?

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My #1 post of 2022

“She stepped away from me, and she moved through the fair. And fondly I watched as she moved here and move there...”

As the birth of their baby got closer and closer, Killian had taken to singing to their baby as he or she rolled around in his (fairly large) stomach. And every single time, Emma was hit with a wave of emotion at the beautiful sight. So who could blame here if she snuck a photo of it one night, while she was folding laundry on their bedroom floor and he was perched on the bed, tracing his belly?

“And then she turned homeward with one star awake,” he hummed, then found Emma’s eyes. “Like the swan in the evening moves over the lake.”

Well, she obviously had to abandon what she was doing, so she could hop up next to him and press a sincere kiss to his lips. Then she curled up in his side (the only way they could cuddle right now) and rested her hand on his bump, feeling their kid’s movements as he continued to sing to both of them.

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[jeggsistence]

Emi Jones x Ryan Drummond

When the internet simply cares too much..

Zamn, only one post in and shit’s already devolved into a generic article churning out stupid news about celebrities that never had relevance. I'on even care.

Imagine that you’re like me, ‘doomscrolling’ on twitter like every reasonable Zoomer (slang for Gen Z). Terrifying thought, but you’re also mildly interested in Sonic the Hedgehog. As you’re scrolling through, trying to find something to waste your anger on, you encounter this image:

A meme, they call it. It may be passed off as random flubber, but it’s a sign that your Twitter feed will become unbearable for about a week.

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So, who is Emi Jones?

Basically, Emi Jones is a semi-popular voice actress in the Sonic community, mostly known for her audio series, “Sonic and Tails R”, conveniently starring a Ryan Drummond.

Who is Ryan Drummond?

He used to be the voice actor for Sonic during the “Adventure era” of Sonic, which is around 1998-2004. He’s important to the… story.

What happened?

Zamn they need to fucking paywall you from asking rhetorical questions—

Basically, Emi Jones had a private Twitter account, which gave away the fact that she and Ryan were having a private relationship.

(Editor’s note: A bunch of private Twitter accounts)

This came out just 3 days ago, which means it’s already dead news, BUT LET ME HAVE MY MOMENT.

(Editor’s note: Apparently, information on this relationship came out in 2020, and actual evidence surfaced recently.)

I’on even know why I’m saying it like this. I’m too broke for an editor-

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Anyway, this could be considered an example of a celebrity controversy. However, this is the most milquetoast controversy I’ve personally witnessed.

Nothing actually problematic surfaced, such as Justin Roiland being sued for domestic abuse, or most fittingly, Hunnid P, rapper known for the Knuckles tracks in SA2, attempting to extort Emi for money she didn’t have.

It can be boiled down into people complaining about two consenting adults having sex, or people complaining about people complaining about two consenting adults having sex.

Technically speaking, I’m adding fuel to the fire too, except the fuel is already burnt coal and I’m somehow expecting it to undergo nuclear fusion even though that’s not how it works; and the fire is like a candle’s flame.

Poetic. But basically, terminally online people (like me) should find better ways to waste their time. However, at the end of the day, iss funy doe.

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Aight fuck this shit. It’s fucking boring, so I’m gonna list a Top 5 FUNNIEST EL MEHME from that spawned from this. Unlike how my father de-spawned from my household-

NUMBER 5:

This tweet was posted by the woman herself and ZAMN! It definitely gave a TERRIFYING foreshadowing to what would come out in approximately 2 months and 13 days.

However, I must give it a 6.5/10 because I don’t like Sonic Heroes (2003).

NUMBER 4:

This screenshot is of a Youtube video and Got damh there is so much to analyze. Sonic is characterized to be shrugging as his Sonic Adventure 1 (1998) model, representing Ryan Drummond and how he simply could not resist getting into trouble like the rebel he is!!

The second aspect you would notice is the woman on the right drawn to look somewhat seductive (oooh). However, you’ll be bamboozled to find out that that woman has the manliest voice on the planet. I’m talking full on Dwayne the rock, Tyler, the creator type bass. It’s like if a man and a woman had a child!

The “RANK A” is simply the cherry on top of such a delightful meme!

This would be a 10/10 image, however points must be taken off for informalities as some parts of the image are written in It*lian, so it’s a 6.7/12.

NUMBER 3:

HAHAHHAHA LOOK AT THIS IDIOT! THIS FUCKING DUMBASS WAS TRYING TO CORRECT SOMEONE ON WHETHER RYAN CHEATED ON HIS WIFE WITH EMI, BY CLAIMING THEY WERE DIVORCED IN 2019, BEFORE THE NEWS CAME. BUT TURNS OUT THIS AFFAIR WAS FROM 2015 AND THIS IDIOT WAS SHOT DOWN WITH AN UNRECOVERABLE BLOW!!!

Overall, 7.4/10, it has a little something for everyone.

NUMBER 2:

This one is exceptionally dank!! It uses a snippet from the theme song of Sonic Adventure 2: Live and Learn, but the caption has changed the entire context of the lyric, making it sound sexual, as well as a joke making fun of Emi’s skill in bed!!

8/10.

NUMBER 1:

This cannot continue. The pain is immense

WELL THAT’S ALL FOR TODAY, LIKE AND HIT THAT FOLLOW BUTTON SO YOU CAN IGNORE YOUR TAX EMAILS FOR A CUTIE LIKE ME!

Follow. Now.

[saltocean]

does anyone even go here anymore

hello to anyone who reads this

though i don’t think anyone will because most of who i follow and who follows me has once again abandoned this site sadly...

just ten years ago when i was a spunky 11 year old pretending to be 13 on this site, thinking it was any older and any more wise, trying to make friends and i used to actually put myself out here with a personality on this site??

i’ve been thinking a lot (not typically a good thing) and i have a lot to say that i simply could not write down because i handwrite very slow but that i wanted to put out into the world 

almost like to say (hey! i did say that, look at the date on that post!)

but then on every other platform i have i get too scared because i’m like oh that’s too cringe

but i thought if i go here i can’t really complain because 1. probably no one is 2. i feel like i would be judged a lot less if i post here than anywhere else though ironically i stopped going on this site because i felt like it was too much to manage having an aesthetic up (how the heck did i make my theme like that and have blogrolls and stuff?? sometimes i really despise myself for accidentally deleting it the first time around by accident)

here it goes

the rant of a 21 year old who knew more of what she wanted as a ~tween~ than what she has at reach now

it honestly isn’t that interesting but sometimes it’s just the feeling of reading someone’s diary that could be so full of potential, so this is it:

i hate the way i live right now. it feels so mind-numbingly miserable and i feel like it’s very much not how life is meant to be lived. i only have bursts of moments where i feel excited to live the next day but for now i’m just doing what i’m supposed to because life has just gone this way for me. i’m taking classes i really don’t care about just because it has to be done and over with and because i dedicated the last 4 years of my precious early adulthood to it, though i don’t remember most of the time. 

i hate that i spent being 18-20 thinking i was incredibly old and passionless and done for when i know if i knew what i did now i would’ve started sooner and perhaps felt maybe less like hopeless for my future. i don’t even know if i what i like right now is genuinely what i like because at 17 i thought that s*ciol*gy was the thing for me and i so incredibly regret it now. i see people younger than me accomplishing so much and i feel so behind and regretful of things i never capitalized on that i could’ve. 

i know that social media is an incredibly deceptively harmless poison, but it’s the tool that has ironically kept me optimistic through presentation. i know not everyone who posts their gloriously peaceful lives genuinely are without flaw or stress, but i miss sunlight a lot. it’s so depressing to go to a class i have no interest in while the sky is only ever grey or rainy. i often think about how 17 year old me would wake up at 6:30am to go to school five days a week in my first term of university, and i know that’s because it was so similar to the life i led in high school. but now, i whine and complain about going once a week to a class where the prof is so kind and understanding and does his best to make sure everything is straightforward. my other two classes are creative writing and easily are my favourite any other term of my academic career. but i still feel miserable and i hate complaining because it could be so much worse. it’s genuinely not that bad but it feels like every second that i become aware of what my current routine is, i can’t seem to fathom how bleak things look. 

some people my age have their lives planned and already know what they want to do a year from now. i get it, we’re 21 and we’re supposed to graduate this year. but besides my graduation being a year delayed, i know nothing at all and nothing that i would even want to do. my post-grad options don’t look too good and i can’t imagine giving the rest of my life to any of those lifestyles of research and data entry. 

when i think about summer, i remember how the sun came into my living room wall at golden hour and the way i could leave my balcony door open. kids were still playing outside, and at the time, it was a privilege that me, also a kid, would spend all my time watching TV instead of doing extracurriculars or something similar. i think about how as a teen, it meant super late nights at 1 am with the blinds up and a midnight sky seemingly an endless dark black hole until you open the window and you can hear as much life outside as in. it’s watching white butterflies in my backyard while my mom puts up laundry to dry in the june sun right as i get home from school and realizing i still have time to nap before dinner.

this is the only thing i am holding on to for now because without it i have no motivation to get out of bed. i feel like life is that perfect moment there of me in that summer moment remembering it as just a heated summer and nothing more and how perfect it was to be 15 years old training back at 10 pm after meeting my idol at the time. i wish that my life could be more of that again rather than thinking everyday how unhappy i am and simultaneously being paranoid that it could be worse. but i know life can be so much more even if it’s so much simpler because i had days by the water on the dock, just admiring the sunset change. i know that’s what life is and what it can be instead of this. 

i feel regretful constantly putting myself on autopilot mode to try to drive away the stressors i have and get through the period that i find rough, and i wish that i could wake up everyday more excited for the next because i know it’s exhilarating and new. i hated doing this in year 1 when i was 18 and yet i’ve been 20 and doing it at 21 wasting my life just praying the time away because i’m so stressed. i’m selfishly and stupidly envious and jealous of the 17-20 year olds who recognize that they want to appreciate their age and that i couldn’t do the same and that i’m probably doing the same now. it feels like i’m permanently stuck from who i was in march 2020 and i’m scared i’ll never grow to be better than i was then and become happier to a point where me then would be shocked or jealous of where i am now. 

idk i feel insane omg 

as usual i also had more to say and better things to say to explain what i did write, but i forgot it in the middle of typing ! 

minor things i’ll happily complain about

- they took away 21 by dean on instagram by the time i turned 21 so i couldn’t add it to my ig story on my birthday lol

- two of my bedsheets shrank because i think they were supposed to be air dried but ?  ? ?? 

- i can’t hang my clothes to dry outside because there’s new housing units that block the natural light to my backyard now lul

- my favourite pho place by my house is gone :( the owner was so nice i never got to say thank u and goodbye bc it went down for renovation over the new year and then suddenly just was announced a new restaurant would take its place like ok.

but i also hope that once this period of grey unknowing passes, or even during the cloud of uncertainty, i can find the same sort of summer moments all year around to bring that same light and warmth and i hope i find my passions and am doing something that makes me happy a year from now idk 

idk can be good now

(cue the “the scary news is ur on ur own now . the cool news is ur on ur own now!” that’s the type of energy i sense from idk what i’m doing with my life but it also opens me up to a lot so i hope i can find something for me) :]

also it’s like kinda dumb but like i’ve been following these daily diary tiktok accounts and like people who started their own youtube channel even with like a couple viewers and it made me want to do it because i don’t have much going on in my life ngl but sometimes i have stuff to say and i’m like well might as well make cute lil videos out of it bc sometimes i feel like it’s pretty like the day it snowed really hard and stuff and when i wanna do these rants idk

i also have that youtube channel i made in grade 12 for the titanic game but i never posted after the app got discontinued and now i wanna post game stuff on it bc i still have some subscribers on that that i would hope would want to watch me play stuff even just for funsies idk cus i’m like well . what if they’re mean or what if they don’t like it but i grew up watching let’s play youtubers and i was never mean and i was like what if they all unsubscribe bc they signed up for titanic game / mobile app game stuff not this horror pc game stuff but . at this point they’ve been subscribed to a dead channel since 2019 and others did unsub (me pretending like it doesn’t hurt my ego that i saw it peak at 51 and now it’s like 45 or something even though i know i haven’t posted in forever lol) but like .. also those girlies on tiktok who posted their daily vlogs were like. “do it! do what u want to, start that channel or business you’ve been thinking of” and i’m like so true!! ok i will!! what’s the harm !! it’s just my vods anyways right !!

idk!!!!

end rant gahhhhh!!!!

[punch-a-tree]

oh boy

This about to be a terrible terrible post LMFAO

so

I met you 8 months ago, back in November. I didn’t think anything of you. I just noticed you were conventionally pretty and didn’t think you’d ever have interest in talking to me

6 months ago in Jan, we started to chat at work on occasion, i don’t remember thinking anything of you much tbh, but I wish to remember what was going through my mind

4 months ago, in March, we first hung out. I thought you were pretty chill, was down to get to know you, mostly bc my other work friends would talk to you and I wanted to too. We started hanging out regularly after this.

1 month ago in June, after being friends for 3 months already, I caught myself thinking about you a little too much. We’d hang, we’d chat, but suddenly one day we just started texting a lot, and I caught myself being a little too eager to talk to/ see you than just any of my friends.

Oh shit, I realized, am I developing some sort of feelings here. SHIT.

So now, it’s been a month, that I’ve noticed/realized I like you. We’ve become good friends. Close friends. We text all the time, we see eachother often. And with every week that has passed, I keep falling for you too much.

I don’t even know what to say/ or do. You are clearly, so so pretty. So painfully pretty it makes me want to kms sometimes because I’m nowhere in your league. Yet you’re still my friend.

So painful since, I see people fall for how pretty you are all the time around you. So much you’re extremely uncomfortable by it. Yet I didn’t fall for just your looks. I feel for you.

I fell for how you text me all the time. I fell for you how you invite me to hang out with your friends so often. I fell for you how we laugh about the same things all the time. I feel for you how we jam out to the same music. I fell for how adventurous and spontaneous you are like me. And on top of that you are so so gorgeous.

But I’m just your fun friend. A person you trust, and feel comfortable around. A person to rely on. A person you can vent your problems to. A person you can confide in when random people hit on you and you don’t like it. That’s why that can’t ever be me.

——

I’ve met many people that I’ve liked/ crushed on over the years. Some I did for months/ years. None of them did I even feel vibed on the same level as me. You make me set a standard for what I would look for in a future partner. The humour, spontaneity, the consideration and care for people around you.

I say that because I know that will never be you. You are too pretty to ever want me. Too wild to ever settle for me. All I can be is your good friend.

And a good friend I am. Id do anything for you. I already do what I can for you. I pick you up and drop you off places. I take you anywhere you want to go. I do anything you want to do. Id do anything for you.

I’m scared you will catch on. Notice how I’m always there for you. Notice how I’m always so eager to reply to you. Notice how I’d do anything for you. The last thing I want is for you to notice. Because I know that would put you off, after all the trust you put in me for being just a good friend. But I cannot help myself but be all I can be for you.

I’m pretty fucked, I’m pretty doomed. I’m stuck here waking up every morning waking up thinking about you. Waiting for your message. Stuck here falling asleep to the thought of you. I cannot help it. I’m whipped for nothing.

All I can do is pray and hope one day someone as pretty, funny, charming, and chill just like you will cross my path and fall for me.

Because you won’t. You have your whole life still to live and explore. And I won’t be a bigger part of it than a good friend. And I have to learn to live with that.

It’s just so fucking hard when I can’t stop thinking about you every second of every day. It’s so messy. My feelings are so fucked up.

But I just gotta live through it, and wish for the best. Feelings like this are so rough, because everytime I’m around you in person all I wish and imagine is to hold you tight, kiss your cheeks, and brush my fingers through your hair.

But unfortunately I can’t do that. So I admire you from a slight distance. And wish to meet anyone as cool as you one day.

All I can do is wish and wait. Youre so precious, you break my heart. Shatter it. Somehow I’ll live through it.

Idk how, but I will.

[loiswolf]

Day 31 June 29 Lloydminster- Battleford Nth 140kms

Today was as hard as yesterday was easy. Maybe not physically tough ( although there were issues I will get to) but mentally tough.

This is the lovely home I stayed in last night. Dee Dee and I talked for quite a while last night. It’s really interesting to hear about other people lives, their jobs, and families. Nobody has a perfect life.

I left really early because I knew it was going to be a long hot day. Straight up onto the highway. It’s really flat and really monotonous. The surroundings are ok but the road seems interminable.

I just concentrated on the first 50 odd kilometres to Maidstone. The traffic came in clusters but the shoulder was usually good enough to stay out of the way.

There was a turnoff to Maidstone which kind of cut through a corner of the highway. A few kms along the side road I came upon the town. Unfortunately it was not another quaint, cute little place like Kitscoty or Vilma. It was very dusty, old and rundown.

I located the cafe I has seen on the map but it had relocated. I doubled back to find the new location which was also closed. Sigh! It didn’t matter, there was a Subway/general store just a few doors up. It had coffee, seats, air con and ice creams so I was happy. I selected a Magnum and a chocolate cake thing.

I’m sure Magnums used to be a lot bigger. The cake was huge. I was served by a surly young teenage girl with purple hair. Not quite the lovely ladies I met yesterday. They seemed to be playing 3 or 4 songs on a loop. After hearing Meghan Trainor’s “I made you look”*, for the second time, I decided to leave.

Just after I returned to the main road I stopped to talk to a man who was fixing a broken strap holding a quad bike on a trailer. He had an empty tray on the back of his ute. I’m such an idiot! Why didn’t I ask him for a lift? He had the perfect setup. I guess I wasn’t thinking about getting a lift so soon after a break.

Another 30 or 40kms I definitely regretting not asking for a lift.

My right knee which has had the odd twinge was really starting to hurt. I’m sure it’s a touch of Patellofemoral Syndrome but the constancy of the ride was not helping.

My next goal was a bit after 100kms at a place called Delmas. I had actually called them last night about accommodation. Hahaha, so glad they didn’t have any. The place was dire. Even though my knee was burning there was no way I wanted to stay there the night. There was a bar, some tables and poker machines. The very bored looking man sold me a bottle of Diet Pepsi which I drank slowly while working on my knee and leg. Did I look stupid? Probably. Do I care? No! I also spent the time googling bus and train routes.

Eventually I returned to Shirley the knee feeling considerably better, although not perfect. Only a few kms up the road and a Toyota Corolla pulled over in front of me and the man gave me a cold drink. I thanked him and popped it in my food bag. He wasn’t to know I had just consumed a large bottle of Pepsi. It’s always nice when someone does something like that.

I wasn’t breaking any speed records on the last 35kms but I got there eventually. Here’s a photo from the road.

Not very exciting is it? Years ago I loved the challenge of riding well over a hundred kilometres on a highway. I think I’m over that now.

My knee will be alright, I know how to treat it but I’ll need to rest it a bit.

I’m not sure if I want to wait around for the bus to Saskatoon tomorrow. It doesn’t leave until after 3.

From Saskatoon I’ll probably take the train to Winnipeg. These huge flat prairies are just too monotonous. I’ll keep you posted

*I actually like that song. I understand if you don’t want to be my friend anymore. 😁