#uuuuh what should my tag be for this

[bidokja]

started reading return of the mount hua sect and honestly it is genuinely impressive how chung myung perfectly walks the line between aggravating son of a bitch and respectable swordsman

[vulcannic]

this is pepsi btw

[katyawriteswhump]

Please (don't) stop—steddie holiday drabbles/whumpcember day 6

For @steddieholidaydrabbles day 6 prompt, ‘chill,’ and @whumpcember day 6 prompt, “Please stop.”

WC: 963. Rating: T CW: None. Tags: exes to lovers, angst, hurt/comfort, post-Vecna/general canon injuries and healing, Eddie lives, happy ending. Summary: Steve and Eddie got together, post-Vecna, then promptly fell apart. Much like Eddie’s old van is falling apart, though at least Steve figures he can fix that…

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“Please stop!”

Eddie waved madly at the approaching vehicle, holding little hope of rescue. Who’d stop for a dude with a banged-up old van, shivering his long-haired-freak head off? The blinding headlights dipped, and… Christ-on-a-bike, they were stopping? Maybe charity wasn’t totally extinct in post-Vecna earthquake-stricken Hawkins.

Then he recognised the BMW. And the guy climbing out.

“Steve?”

“Hey, Munson.” Not ‘Eddie,’ then. Not anymore. “You okay?”

“Peachy. Van’s a bust, tho’.”

The casual switch of Steve’s attention—from Eddie to the van—felt chill as the son-of-a-bitch wind. Both sliced through Eddie’s bandages to his still-healing scars and heart.

Jesus, he should get over Harrington. Like, yesterday.

When Eddie was in hospital, he and Steve had shared ‘moments’—heck, Steve had been admitted too, his bat-bites also taking ages to heal. They’d talked for hours, laughed themselves stupid, gotten so fucking close. They’d made out as recklessly as if they’d never saved Hawkins, and it was still apocalypse-o’clock.

Didn’t change the facts. Steve loved Nancy Wheeler. Eddie’s memories of his heart-on-sleeve yearnings for her—before they’d embarked on their do-or-die showdown—proved indelible. Steve wanted her back, and after she and Jonathan split recently…

…Eddie couldn’t think about that now. Couldn’t have gone fucking worse, really.

Steve frowned at the van, doubtless regretting stopping. “What’s the problem?”

“Uuuuh, the exhaust dropped off?”

“Okay. Easy fix. Got tools in the car.”

“Woah, really?”

Steve’s attention reverted to Eddie in a death-glare. “When our town tumbles down around our ears, even a fuckwit like me can learn crap.”

“Dude, not what I meant! Only surprised you carried the kit. Anyone as metal as you with a Molotov cocktail is a guru of practicality in my book.”

Steve shrugged. And surely Eddie imagined that familiar tinge of yearning in Steve’s faint smile, directed not at Nancy, but at him.

“Shouldn’t take long,” said Steve. “Get in my car before you freeze your balls off.”

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Working by torchlight beneath the van, Steve tightened bolts and temporarily re-attached the exhaust with steel cable-ties.

Eddie’s van was fixed. Steve was… unexpectedly pissed about it.

If he’d had to drive Eddie home, they might’ve had to talk about stuff.  Like, why—after they’d kissed and everything—did Eddie start cheerleading Nance again as Steve’s one-true-love? Then throw himself at Argyll, who’d been confused-as-fuck. His annoyance pitched Steve’s near-constant post-concussion-headache from niggling to stabbing. Lying on icy asphalt, inhaling fumes, didn’t help. Dammit, he was getting lightheaded… heavy-headed? Whatever.

“Steve? Okay down there?”

“Jesus!” A familiar worry seized Steve. “You’re barely out of the hospital! What didn’t you grasp about staying warm in my car?”

Steve slid out and rose slowly, one hand on the van. The dizziness hit like a commuter train. He dropped the spanner and crumpled.

“Shit!” Eddie yelped, catching him.

Steve clutched Eddie’s jacket, his chin jamming Eddie’s shoulder. As the blobs cleared from his vision, he found his footing, and worry slammed anew. Eddie was still healing. Yet here he was supporting Steve, reassuringly solid. Steve suddenly recalled the last time he was held like this. Robin hugged him, of course… but held like this?

It’d been Eddie—in the hospital, when they’d cried for Chrissy, clung to hope for Max. Eddie’s hugs had been necessarily gentle. Somehow powerful, too.

Now Eddie rubbed his back, pressed his cheek to Steve’s hair, whispering, “I gotcha, Stevie.” Steve’s heart began throbbing against his ribs, much like his brain pounded against his skull.

Eddie helped him into the van’s passenger seat. Steve kinda cringed, like always when people looked after him. Especially Eddie, who’d been through way worse. That said, only Robin knew more than Eddie about Steve’s constant pain and… Fuck it. Settling into the seat, his tears pressed hotly. He turned to dry-choke down some pain meds—like they ever fucking worked!—before Eddie climbed in behind the wheel.

“Okay, Harrington. I’m gonna drive you home, providing this pile-o’-shit starts. Wouldn’t dream of driving your BMW.”

“Wouldn’t care.” Eddie reached for the ignition. Steve reached out too, stopping him: “I’m sorry.”

He’d not seen Eddie’s eyes this wide and scared since before they’d faced down Vecna. “What for?”

“I suck at finding the right words, but… I’m over Nance. Was never gonna work. What the heck was going on between you and Argyll?”

“A big fat nothing.” Eddie’s shoulders slumped wearily, doe-eyes literally impaling Steve’s soul. “I guess I wanted you to… ‘follow your heart,’ that poppy kinda crap, after everything.”

Steve squeezed Eddie’s fingers, clutching his lifeline. “Eddie, that’s exactly what I was trying to do.”

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Follow your heart? You mean… to me?

Eddie couldn’t immediately process Steve’s words.

He focussed on Steve’s face—slightly pinched, gray, somehow still so earnest—found himself squeezing Steve’s fingers back, wishing he could ease his pain. They’d shared so much, while healing together. Too much, maybe? As they bordered on crushing each other’s fingers, Eddie’s dumb heart finally ripped open:

“I’m sorry too. I missed you too fucking much, these past weeks. But look, you’re goddamn frozen, we better—”

“You’re colder, moron.”

In a flash, they held each other tight. Steve buried his face in Eddie’s less-injured shoulder, his breath warming Eddie’s scarred neck. Heat that seemed to yell, “Spin on it!” to the whole bullshit world suddenly blossomed between them. Eddie was so stupidly grateful.

When Steve lifted his head, he looked as hilariously hopeful as Eddie felt. His gaze flitted to Eddie’s mouth, and Eddie leaned in for the kiss. Steve inhaled sharply… forbiddingly? Eddie jerked back, super-quick.

“Please stop?” Eddie articulated the question he feared the most.

“Don’t you dare.” Steve’s smile was like summer sunshine. “I just… can’t believe, after everything, this is real.”

They gently enfolded each other—the gearshift jammed between them—and spent the rest of the night kissing all their chills away.

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tags: @wheneverfeasible 💚 My stranger things fic on AO3

[sevikagf]

WIP // LAST LINE // MUSIC MONDAY

all in one bc i'm so so behind but i was tagged by @imogenkol @ruvviks, @g0dspeeed @tommyarashikage (i think that was everyone im sorry) to post wips and last lines of wips and idk what music monday is but like lets goooo

there's a lot in this so i'm so sorry lmao its been awhile since i've posted a wip or even finished writing a fic wow

some ronan x ellis i started writing on the plane a month ago

“Did you find it?” He called from the kitchen.  She hadn’t, for her attention was caught by something else. Underneath a stack of books was a wanted poster with a crude drawing and her name in bold letters - her name she knew, but the rest of the words on the page was unreadable. The eyes were too dark, the scars more angry and grotesque, and the hair was short. It was clear this was the work of someone who hadn't seen her in person but only heard the frightened words of bystanders who caught sight of her. Word of her infamy wouldn’t have reached as far as the small town of Faith and how he had come by a poster of her was unclear. Ellis holds the paper steady in her hands, eyeing the curve of the other woman's smile before turning around and heading back for the kitchen.  Ronan looks up and his curiosity falters as their eyes met. “Ms. Cooper?” She drops the poster in front of him and pins it to the table with her knife, the blade through the caricature's throat. With the other hand she grabs the front of his shirt and yanks him closer. “Where did you get this?” A quick glance to the paper and back. He holds his hands up and attempts to calm her rage down. “I can explain, but you have to let me go.” “I don’t think so. You can talk just fine like this.”

uuuuh rian / maxi / ghost anyone?

"Those two seem to be getting close lately." "Who is?" Ghost questions with clear disinterest, not even glancing towards his friend. A soft hum is his answer before any verbal response. He was hesitating. "Sinclair and Brennan." His gaze flickers to his friend and then follows the direction he is looking to find the two in question standing beside each other. The Irishman has his arm draped over the woman's shoulders, leaning down close. Maxine has the faintest hint of a smile on her lips but she doesn't shrug the man off. Rian's hand brushes over hers as he takes the knife she held and flips it around. Ghost feels his hand twitch and he's thankful for his mask to hide what he could only assume would be the expression of annoyance. "So? That's good she's getting along with someone." "Is it?" Soap teases, shrugging as he stands from his seat. "Then I better do the same - what if they get married? Then he'll be family."

LAST LINE(s)

"For fucks sake, Theo. How many people are you sleeping with? Next, you're going to tell me you're fucking one of the Seeds, huh?" Nathaniel can't conceal his anger - no, not his anger, but frustration for having such a reckless niece. Theo clicks her tongue and crosses her arms over her chest. "Really don't think this is something I should be discussing with my uncle." A stifling moment of silence doesn't have time to settle when Nathaniel speaks again. "You're not going to deny fucking one of the Seeds?"

and lastly my music monday contribution, enjoy this

tagging everyone again i'm sorry @strangefable @anoramactir @firstaidspray @pitchmoss @pavus @florbelles @carrionsflower @thedeadthree @roberthouse69 @carlosoliveiraa @shellibisshe @statichvm @risingsh0t @hollytanaka @confidentandgood @leviiackrman @bigbywlf @samuelroukin @cryptcombat @beemot @tekehu @evilvvithin @red-nightskies @pheedraws

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i apologize that this is writing and not everyone wanted to be tagged in writing but if you have any wips or just want to do the music thing, that's fine to!!

[nyoomfruits]

fics that are essential landoscar lore to you 3 2 1 go

[shoves the enitre contents of the ao3 landoscar tag at you] there you go :)

IN ALL SERIOUSNESS. this is so hard why would you ask this of me aaahhhh but OKAY.

(below a read more because uuuuh. this accidentally got really long)

how much can you fit (under your skin) by cloudcollector | E | 4,5k

Oscar has biteable thighs. Lando has teeth.

this one is self explanatory and what prompted you to send me this ask i think. anyway i've said this before but even if you dont like thighs you will come out of this a thigh lover. also 10/10 dynamic like everything is so!!! about this fic. introduced reading oscar to the world which i think should be a staple in all landoscar fics actually

Negative splits by leafmealone | T | 10k

So officially, Oscar Piastri, pretty good steepler and pretty bad pacer, was now a professional runner. They wanted him to steeple, mostly, though he’d be doing cross country in the fall, and Lando had pinky promised him, mid-distance guy to mid-distance guy, that if he wanted to get into the 3k flat indoor then he would get him in. Oscar didn’t really want to ask how he planned on doing that. Felt safer not to ask.

very important landoscar lore to me personally which if you've been following me a while you probably know why. anyway 10/10 and a must read makes me feel very insane every time. also leaf did put the sports boys in another sport as well which is also mandatory reading in my personal opinion.

only found by eisenberg | T | 7k

“Hey, well. No strings attached, right?” Oscar says, strategically. Lando smiles and says, “hell yeah. And now that that’s established, what’s your stance on aliens? Also, do you still want your cake?” -- cinderella soulmates au where whatever you lose, your soulmate finds. except: oscar has a soulmate and lando is a No-Match, a person who doesn't have a soulmate.

what is a mandatory reading list without a soulmate au truly. AND LET ME TELL YOU. 10/10. dynamic is of the charts fantastic, beautifully captures the differences between lando and oscar but why they work anyway and gaaahhh. sometimes i just stare at the ceiling for three hours and think about this fic no biggie

what would you do (if I went to touch you now)? by laceyamethyst | E | 30k

“Okay, so they both like each other. We need to get them together.” “How? Lando’s too freaked out to think straight and Oscar is the human embodiment of the standing man emoji.” Charles purses his lips for a moment before he snatches his boyfriend’s phone up from the other side of the table. “What are you doing?” “Initiating Mission Landoscar.” “Did you just make that up?” Charles waves at him dismissively as he begins texting, and Max lays his head down on the coffee table and prays for strength. *** In which Max tries to prove to an oblivious Charles how glaringly obvious it is that Lando is head over heels in love with Oscar. When Charles finally gets with the program, Lestappen go on A Mission™ to get the two idiots to admit their feelings for each-other, but it’s easier said than done.

first of all this fic is perfect, show stopping, laugh out loud funny. SECOND OF ALL this fic is the best way to bully your lestappen friends into shipping landoscar because it actually has a super sweet established relationship lestappen side plot. also this whole fic is from max's pov which means you get a beautiful outsider pov look at the complete chaos that is lando and oscar pining for each other. delightfull really.

Your Plans (And Those Slow Hands) by xxcelientje | E | 4k

He could probably fit both of Oscar’s hands in one of his own, he could for sure use one hand to hold both of Oscar’s wrist and an idea entered his mind. He smiled at Oscar. ‘You like my hands?’ Oscar’s cheeks reddened even more as he nodded, his eyes still on their joined fingers. ‘They fascinate me,’ he admitted, biting his lip. OR: Lando and Oscar have some fun (and share some feelings) after the Belgium GP

just like the thigh fic will give you a thing for oscar's thighs this will give you a thing for lando's hands. gaahhh their dynamic in this is just so!!!!!!!!! the way theyre so HORNY for each other 10/10

carried away by venerat | E | 22k

“Oscar,” Lando said. “Don’t hate me, alright, but I've—”

did you really think i was going to do a mandatory reading list without a venerat fic???? lmao. anyway all of venerat's stuff is mandatory but this one is my personal fave i think. TOP TIER dynamic truly, and its FAKE DATING. what more can a person want really

change the weather by sharls | E | 5k

Lando knows what a thong is, of course he does—but the team needs content, the team needs clicks, and he just so happens to be well-versed in the art of going viral.

is a mandatory landoscar reading list really complete without a thong fic??? i think not. and this is so!!!!!!!!! everything about this just Makes Sense. if you told me this had actually happened i would be like. yeah. that checks out. very incredibly in character and just !!!!!!! very hot and funny and perfect.

all right theres a lot more but??? i promised myself i would rec only 5 fics and this is already 7, so... i'll stop here. for now

[raptorsaurusmelain]

Let me show you... Youtube - chapter 30

I am really trying to be better but it is hard to forget my baby kitty...

Warning : no proof reading, English is not my mother tongue.

If you are interested in reading this fic, the tag "#twst lmsyy" will give you all the chapters.

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Victoria was curious about the brain map in front of her. It was colorful, going from blue to white. Most of her right brain and about a third of her left brain were bright white. From what she remembered from anatomy class, the left brain is logic and the right is about creativity.

The doctor pointed to the right blob. “This explains your voices. Basically your brain is creating them and your left brain is not able to differentiate from reality. The over activity of your brain is unable to shut down and create your sleepless nights. What is your usual treatment ?”

Victoria thought hard to remember. “Uuuuh. A thymo-regulator, two antipsychotics in small doses and a relaxing pill to help induce sleep.”

The doctor pondered hard. “I see… Can you tell me a bit more about the molecules ? It would help me avoid creating a chemical shock.”

The young woman explained the dosage and the name of the molecules to the man in white robe. He nodded multiple times and took notes on his computer.

After what felt like an eternity, he prescribed her a stronger antipsychotic, some sleeping pills and asked her to increase the thymo-regulator. He also gave her a 2 week rest at home notice for Crowley, advising her to do the bare minimum and sleep through it.

She paid what seemed to be an enormous price and left the office.

Once outside, she bought a sandwich to eat while waiting for the bus. The prospect of climbing the mountain that leads to NRC wasn’t enjoyable for her. She clearly wasn’t a part of the mountain lovers club.

When she was done with her sandwich, the bus came and took her back to the academy. In front of it, she sighted. [How am I going to explain this to Yuu ? I should tell the truth, I know it but would they even be able to understand it ? It is a lot for a teenager to handle. “Hello, I am mentally ill but no worries I don’t go to the psych ward this often !”. She face-palmed herself way to go girl… If it is difficult for a child, what will it be when I will explain it to Grim ? The poor guy is going to ask me if he can eat it…].

She opened the door of the rundown dorm and was welcomed by the sight of the duo watching the TV, both with their mouths opened.

She had a small smile “Hey everyone…”.

They turned their heads and both had big smiles plastered on it. “Victoriaaaa !!!! We missed you !”.

Grim added “Yuu is not good at cooking.” while Yuu asked “Where were you ? We were a bit worried.”.

She had a small laugh and shut down the TV. Mustering her courage, she said “We need to talk about something serious.”

She sat on a sofa and inhaled slowly. “Yuu, Grim, I hide it, but I am a bit sick. Like I am constantly sick but by periods. And right now is one of those periods. Like you said Yuu, I am missing a lot of sleep and can’t really focus. And Grim, no I am not faking it to not go to the academy and work. I have 2 weeks off, so normally I should be better in a few days. Just that I will sleep a lot during the day and won’t be able to accompany you to school. Sorry…”.

Right on the dot, Grim asked “Can’t you eat it ?”.

The woman felt her soul leaving her body. [Super…]

Yuu hushed Grim. “You can’t chew off illnesses, Grim ! You need self-care and medications, even if it is just a cold. It can become worse if you don’t do anything.” They faced Victoria. “I understand, I… We will do our best to not hinder you in your recovery ! We will be calm and not mess around.”.

She pinched her nose “It is not a question of hindering of not, it is a question of understanding.” The woman smiled a bit. “I take your word for it, be calm and study hard, the exams are in 2 weeks.”

Yuu mumbled something. Victoria raised an eyebrow. “Yes Yuu ?”

They bite their lips. “Will you give us a group math class ? Ace, Deuce, Grim and I are behind.”.

The brunette frowned. “What ? But you both study it a lot. What happened ? Show me your notes”.

Yuu reappeared in the living room with their notes and showed it. The woman flipped through the pages. [Mhm… They are still studying the integrals but… This is not the level asked for a first year student.].

She looked at the last page where could see an attempt to resolve an equation with variable substitution. She blurted “Is this guy… Incompetent ?”.

Yuu lowered their head. Victoria hurried “Not you, Yuu. The teacher !! I think he is inapt to teach.”

The Child was surprised and Grim gasped. Grim asked “Why ?”.

[The racoon loves drama ?].

The eldest answered frankly. “What you are studying is far too high-level for you. It is outside program. You should be beginning to study about irreal planes and their reasoning. Not integrals with variable substitutions.”.

Grim had a wide smile and threw his paws in the air. “So it is normal that we understand nothing !! Nya ha ha, I knew it !”.

The woman massaged her temples while giving back  to Yuu their notes. “Alright, I will teach you. But it doesn’t mean it will be now, I need to rest first. Maybe in a week.”.

Tagged : @hipsterteller @1-randomized @boba-tea-fish

[adozentothedawn]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Spread the self-love ❤️

Uuuuh, that is an ask game I will happily join. 👀👀

Alright so I definitely have to put my most recent piece on here: Hypothetical, a story about Waidwen at the beginning of the Saint's War meeting a strange wael priestess in a tavern and having a conversation while he is slowly breaking apart by the weight of a god's power. Honestly I ways getting rather sick of it while writing but after taking so long between starting and finishing it I do rather like the whole product. The time it took really gave me some perspective that writing doesn't have a set ideal result to work towards. Also honestly I just like it, I first wrote up the concept a few years ago and didn't think I'd ever do it but it really came out nicely I think.

Next on my (entirely unordered) list is Constellations, my only Dragon Age fic. It's about my Aeducan Warden Solveig feeling guilty about her reaction to Alistair's confession and her admitting to him her own heritage. It's also an excuse for me to talk dwarf culture, a thing these games have horrifyingly little of.

Next, On Angel's Wings, a Wrath of the Righteous fic about my angel commander Arturas having just. The shittest time in the Abyss. But Lariel has some things to say about anyone insulting his newest sibling, including said sibling. (Also fun fact, I started writing this before Owlcat actually gave him a proper dialogue tree. I take at least 5% credit for them doing that. xD I like to think so at least because I did send in a bug report about that.)

A Pillars of Eternity one again, Death and the Sunrise. A two-shot about Berath's feelings on Eothas in general and his rampage in Deadfire in specific. I had a lot of fun writing that one, playing around with perspectives and the weird dysfunctional family dynamics of that Pantheon.

And last but not least A Death in Your Name, a fic describing the life and death of my primary Watcher's prior life, Inquisitor and High Priestess of Eothas Emblyn ix Ensios. This was also the fic that caused me to join tumblr because the lovely @orime-stories invited me in the comments.^^ This is probably the fic of mine where the most things actually happen,I have a tendency to write people talking and feeling things more than actual plot. Still a lot of talking and feeling things though, including a conflicted Eothas and a very pissed Iovara finding that they have more in common than either of them would like.

(I have more fics, in particular 3 more Waidwen fics, but I shall limit myself.)

For simplicity's sake I will send this further in the form of tags because every time I send an ask I get concerned I somehow clicked on the wrong person and am about to emberass myself. @stylishanachronism, @adraveins, @solas-backpack-mug, @bragganhyl, and @ampleappleamble (Also of course @orime-stories if you would like), I hereby ask you to please tell me what of your stuff I should (in all likelyhood re-)read.

[the-heaminator]

Uuuuh I immediately forgot the emojis but A Fluff Snippet and a snippet from your favourite fic you've written!

Arthur was too tired to argue with logic that made sense in his head, yes he should be going to work right now, but Gilbert physically would not let him, and honestly, this was not half bad, he was so warm now.

He needed to call his boss or something, but he did not, his head felt like a large pile of mush all of a sudden, again, he was asleep in moments, curled up in on himself, very similar to how a cat would sleep.In his sleep he stuck to the wall, Gilbert wrapped his arms around Arthur's bony chest and held him closer.

He hadn't been held like this in over a decade, he felt safe, he felt safe, his children were safe, he was safe.

Safe and held in somebody's arms like a child, held close with tenderness and care, he would normally be embarrassed, he was too tired and too anxious, too frightened, to care, he was held.

And that was what mattered.

From "I'll be fine, don't you worry"

And one of my favourite bits is this

It took longer for both to die than expected, Alred wailed and cried even as his throat practically was full of flame, he spat them out and screamed, Arthur barely moved, he had done this before, he could feel his flesh burning off and being replaced anew, an odd feeling, he screamed near the end.

He knew he couldn’t keep this up longer.

Someone went mad as he screamed, jumped into the flames themself, Alfred had passed now, he was close to, Rhys held his head in his hands, Arthur was practically flaying his mind right now, another went mad, started attacking the crowd with her teeth and fists, eyes leaking black blood and teeth falling out as Arthur controlled her, she died too, Arthur collapsed on the fire, one last push, telling Alisdair and Rhys to run, and they did. 

Rhys loved fire, even now he was enraptured, he just wanted to stare, it might’ve been his brother, but it was just so pretty, Alisdair grabbed his arm and pulled him out of his reverie, he wanted to stay, watch, Alfred’s screams were in his ears but he couldn’t care less, it was beautiful, it was fire! 

From "Have they even half a mind of their own" (mind the tags)

[higurehige]

hi hello. been 5000 years since I have been tagged in much. uwu thank you @spadefish in return i slaaap uuuuh @duskdragonxiii @etakeh @vampiremasochist annnd @ponyacci (chose 2 of these based on activity feed but still important non-the-less! I hope you guys are all well even if we are but strangers in this wide blue world. Obvs feel free to ignore if you want to)

1. Are you named after anyone? A country singer. Course no one really thinks of her when they hear my name.

2. When was the last time you cried? Hrmmmm. Iunno probably 2 months ago over cirque du freak book series. I cry over books a lot.

3. Do you have kids? I am the kid. Do the 9 cats in my house count? On a serious note - no and I don't plan to. I have far too many problems and raising a kid would just wind up with me placing at least HALF of those problems on them. No. This curse ends with me. I don't think I'd even feel comfortable helping raise someone elses kid if we were in a relationship.

4. What sports do you play/have you played? I picked up archery recently! That's cool. I don't go as often as I should bc it's a bit expensive...but...yea! Archerys cool. Working on learning both recurve and compound. recurve for funsies and compound for hunting. (I just want an excuse to go sit out in the woods for hours on end doing fuck all and maybe, possibly bringing home some meat too)

5. Do you use sarcasm? Not often. I'm pretty blunt and no matter how hard I try to control myself I end up sounding like that one guy from guardians of the galaxy "Nothing goes over my head. I would catch it"

6. What is the first thing you notice about people? -shrug- Their face? I guess? Or whatever color they're wearing. Maybe their shoes. Idk...I'm terrible at facial recognition so I go ape trying to compensate for this.

7. What's your eye color? Green

8. Scary movies or happy endings? (both good but probably horror lean)

9. Any talents? Depends what you count as a talent. Born with? Insane observational skills? Uh I can eat actual rotten and moldy food and not get sick? Uuuuuuh. Hmmm....I can dilate my pupils at will? I can bend my legs freaky directions but not freaky enough to look like a contortionist. naturally good with animals I guess? Idk, nothing to write home about.

10. Where were you born? South Haven Michigan

11. What are your hobbies? Reading, drawing, writing (lol to both of these), gardening (i live in an apartment so I cant really do like...vegetable gardening but, I got plants! =3), studying various animals (and bugs), studying plants, photography, I come and go out of other hobbies, honestly. Adhd moments of "wow that looks cool" doing it once and never again....I'm trying, chief.

12. Do you have any pets? Avery (black cat), Diva and squeakers (twin solid gray cats), Baguatte (orange boi), Tiny man (gray stripy fella), Shaggy (not really MY cat, he's just some stray but....-sigh- he is sleeping in my house rn so I GUESS. (brother to Tiny man I think. very similar appearances). then there's weasle and skunk. (also cats) Do the assassin bugs i just bought for my garden count as pets? bc I have assassin bugs in my plants now =3

13. How tall are you? 5'4 ish and built like a brick.

14. Favorite subject in school? Didn't have a good time in school, so I hated all of it. Excelled at English and reading classes.

15. Dream job? Biology field. I want to get paid to study animal/insect behaviors and write papers on them. As it is I am just doing this shit for free lol

[disgruntleddemon]

uuuuh, toadfoot and rippletail (the riverclan one) for the hypokits (i have this random au that toad and ripple crushed on each other during their beaver quest adventures; never has it been founded on canon, i just decided they were gay)

so my pen decided to eat shit on me mid drawing hhh. i should have it fixed soon, but in the meantime, i have some wip stuff saved. the designs might be tweaked for the finished product tho. i'll post n tag u when it's done!

i always approve of making random ass cats gay, totally on board for this ship now. i ended up getting rly attached to this gal, her name is Dusklight! I have a whole backstory for her now, which is part of why i wanted to share the art while it's still a wip. anyway, story under the cut cause it's p long lmao

Toadfoot and Rippletail have a fling/budding relationship during the journey. i think they would have eventually broken up on good terms, and be awkward cross clan co-parents, but with everything cut short by Rippletail's death, Toadfoot was left with a lot of what-ifs and became very depressed and wistful about it

when he comes home and eventually has Dusklight, he's secretive and defensive about her parentage. especially after the whole Hollyleaf fiasco before. he only tells Tallpoppy and Applefur. they help him raise Dusklight.

Toadfoot does very much care about Dusklight, and shows it, but there's always an odd distance between them. i mean, what do you do when your daughter looks so much like your dead forbidden summer romance? Tallpoppy and Applefur are close to Dusk, but they're secretive about her other parent too. and can also be akward at times

Dusklight grows up always feeling like she never quite belongs. no one speaks about whoever her other parent is, but there's always whispers. Dusk assumes they must've been evil or something, and that's why no one ever says anything. Dovewing is eventually the one to tell her the truth (they end up pretty close too). Dusklight doesn't tell her dad she knows at first.

she starts fishing and swimming alone, to see if that's what she feels like she's missing. maybe she'll feel like she belongs in riverclan. she likes fish, and swimming is fun enough, but it's just not what she's looking for.

she tells her dad after that, and they have a heart to heart. they have a much better bond from then on out, and understand each other more. (although Toad is pretty pissed Dove told her.) Toad asks if she wants to find her living relatives i riverclan, but Dusk isn't ready for that yet. (Rippletail doesn't have any cannon ones, so uh, just vague relatives ig)

Toadfoot dies during the great battle, which i decided to keep. before that happens tho, Dusklight is able to meet Rippletail, and fight alongside both of her dads. she's devastated when Toad dies, but is able to say goodbye to him before he leaves (probably off to finish his doomed fling in starclan lmao)

after the battle, Dusk does find her riverclan relatives, and tries to connect with them when she can. she decides to stay in shadowclan, but she tries to do things for her half clan heritage in small personal ways. she still swims and fishes on her own, speaks to her relatives (who agree to keep Toadfoot and Rippletail's secret), and decorates her nest with feathers and stones. she's also still very close to her aunt and grandma, even more so after Toad died.

but ye!! Hope u like her!! i love her sm now honestly lmao

[daughterofhecata]

Thanks @alintheshitposter for tagging me 💕

Share your wallpaper: this picture, because Flint 🥰 (also the added benefit of Silver, Billy AND Joji being in the background)

Last song you listened to: Just put on ASP’s “Requiem” because it makes for surprisingly good studying music and that’s what I should actually be doing at the moment.

Currently reading: still Ursula Le Guin’s The Dispossessed, also James Oswald’s Natural Causes and on and off sneaking in a few pages of V for Vendetta

Last movie you watched: uuuuh I think it was The Best Days of Our Lives for class.

Craving: chili con carne. And also someone to just [redacted].

What are you wearing right now: blue jeans, black long sleeve, nothing interesting sadly

How tall are you: 1,72m? 1,73m? somewhere around there

Piercings: two in each ear, have been dying to get an industrial for literal years, might finally get around to it this year, because more hours at work=more money I can actually spend?

Tattoos: a simplified version of ASP’s black butterfly logo on my back

Glasses? Contacts? Glasses. Used to wear contacts almost exclusively for work a couple years back but too much hassle honestly

Last drink: coffee.

Last thing I ate: off-brand oreos

Last show: ...Tatort.

Favourite colour: black, but also dark green/blue/purple/red

Current obsession: Tatort Berlin (Karow specifically), unfortunately

Unrelated obsession: I think at this point DDF has stopped being an obsession and become a character trait

Any pets: nope.

Do you have a crush on anyone: do fictional characters count?

Favourite fictional characters: right now? Cotta and Karow, but Milo Sturgis, Sebastian Moran, Marcus Keane, and James Flint are also always somewhere at the top of the list

The last place you travelled: some Kuhkaff in Sachsen-Anhalt over easter because my mum decided we had to have a family vacation (it was... nice. but also very firmly just “nice”.)

i’m tagging @bistdueinbaum, @auxiliarydetective, @takealookintheback & @autumncalls (as always, only if you want!)

[can-i-roll-for-it]

Uuuuh I’ll start hard than easy:

Colleen by Rachel Sumner and Conrad

Glitter by Daisy the Great and Hunchfucks

Oh bonus challenge Unraveling by The Crane Wives and Elias Hodge (sounds easy by the name but it’s a mourning song oooh)

Also Colleen is a longer song the rest are normal sorry

Ok lets do this! So I will do Glitter and Unraveling in a differnt post (Ill tag you in it asker) because this turned out a bit long.

So first Colleen For Conrad.

So I did some googling to first see what this song is SUPOOSED to be able because I could not tell. The most popular interpretation seems to be that it's about a selkie women. Which is neat.

Ok time for me to twist the lyrics to mean what I want to:

Ok so

"It picked me up and tossed me round. Forgot my name, And drowned."

Ok. Ok. I think we can connect this to the ice skating incident. It 'tossed him around' as in it ruined Conrad's whole moral senses (to where he started blaming himself for everything) and sort of started the whole thing of Conrad living his life hiding away. Metaphorically, he drowned.

Also, the name thing. It names me think about the scene with Ivana where they talk about, they didn't always used to go by their names that they have now. but metaphorically again, you can say its him forgetting that he, as conscience, is a important function. does that make sense to anyone but me? idk.

"And as the weeks and months ensued I tried to make myself of use. Tilled and planted, but could not produce — not root, nor leaf, nor flower, nor bean; Lord! It seemed I overwatered everything."

This is Conrad consistently trying his best to try to get people's attention while also not actually bothering people. He is switching around the newspapers to try to make people see the news he thinks people should worry about. To no avail.

He is putting notes on the door of Sugha's, but with a very easily removeable tape. The most he does is get yelled at by Dan.

"This morning, 'round the cape at dawn, some travelers sailed into town with scraps for sale and the saddest songs"

Don't have much to say this one, just this can be seen as Conrad meeting the rest of the cast.

"Well I asked the man who showed it me, "What is the name of that strange beast?" He said its name translated roughly to He-Who-Easily-Can-Curve-Himself-Against-The-Sky.

And I am without words. He said, "My lady looks perturbed. (the light is in your eyes, Colleen)." I said, "Whatever can you mean?" He leaned in and said, "You ain't forgotten everything.""

Ok so. I see this as Conrad and The Fix. The first part just feels like it can be seen as like, fact telling, but also the whole thing, im thinking it as like, the "Its time to unlearn that lesson" and "You're the butterfly" moments

'You ain't forgotten everything' can be The Fix trying to talk with Conrad and trying to remind him that he isn't a problem just because of that ice skating incident. he is still very important, no matter what he may think.

" don't know any goddamned "Colleen." "

I mentioned it earlier, but this very much gives me the vibes of the Ivana scene and Conrad getting like some of the confidence in himself. or the scene in episode 4 where he calls out the mayor. He is standing up for himself. i don't know, that's the vibe I get.

There are some more to the sing but i feel for my sake, that is a good way to end this.

[nessietessie]

RULES: answer all questions, add one question of your own and tag as many people as there are questions.

thanks for the tag, @menkhu!

coke or pepsi: i don't like soda lol

disney or dreamworks: disney i GUESS but like specifically pixar just because as a kid i watched both toy stories and also the incredibles over and over again

coffee or tea: i don't like either. i'll take milk though

books or movies: i guess movies, though i should read more.

windows or mac: unfortunately i'm a mac guy. it's what my family used when i was growing up and it's what i know how to use.

dc or marvel: neither lol. though i guess gun to my head i'd choose dc. i liked shazam.

x-box or playstation: playstation of the two of these, but i'm more of a nintendo guy

dragon age or mass effect: i haven't played either of them, nor do i have any desire to

night owl or early riser: kinda neither? i'm at peak power midday. but i do like to stay up kinda late sometimes. if 11:30 counts as late lol

cards or chess: cards. i'm not smart enough for chess, but i LOVE me some solitaire

chocolate or vanilla: tough choice. kinda depends on how i'm feeling but i do tend to lean vanilla more often

vans or converse: chacos. i love sandals

Lavellan, Trevelyan, Cadash, or Adaar: idk what this is lol

fluff or angst: i don't really have a strong opinion on this one

beach or forest: maybe beach, if only for the novelty of it. landlocked gang rise up!

dogs or cats: dogs! i haven't had many good experiences with cats

clear skies or rain: clear skies these days

cooking or eating out: depends on the mood. oftentimes i'm too lazy to cook lol

spicy food or mild food: i'm kind of a weenie when it comes to spice, so mild. but i'm getting better!

halloween/samhain or solstice/yule/christmas: christmas, just because i have the opportunity to hang out with my fam and not be at work for a little while

would you rather forever be a little too cold or a little too hot: a little too hot

if you could have a superpower, what would it be: like. shapeshifting. or teleportation.

animation or live action: animation for the most part, HOWEVER the live action one piece slaps so. points for that i think.

paragon or renegade: assuming this is one of those games i didn't play. so idk

baths or showers: showers

team cap or team ironman: don't care. i don't like marvel

fantasy or sci-fi: fantasy

do you have three or four favourite quotes, if so what are they: i have no idea at the moment. trying to think of what i frequently quote. a lot of opla these days. one of my faves is luffy's little "mutiny..." in the beginning of episode one lol.

youtube or netflix: well. i'm pretty selective either way. so both and neither i guess.

harry potter or percy jackson: percy jackson, though i only read like. the original five books and half of the first book in heroes of olympus

when do you feel accomplished: uuuuh don't ask me that lol. felt pretty good about getting 100 notes on a drawing i posted a few days back lol

star wars or star trek: don't care really

paperback books or hardcover books: prob hardcover because of my careless ass. harder to ruin a hardcover

to live in a world without literature or without music?: writing and reading are neat and all, but i think i would literally lose my mind if i had to drive the 5 hours to my parents house without music.

who was the last person to make you laugh? probably kat

city or countryside? small city? does that count?

favorite chips? sour cream and onion lays

pants or dresses? shorts, but also pants.

libraries or museums? libraries, because i respect what they do but also museums are really neato

character driven stories or plot driven stories? character driven

bookmarks or folding pages? bookmarks

Dream job? voice actor. i would also love to get paid to play video games, which i guess can happen if you're a letsplayer or a twitch streamer or something

What gives you comfort? recently, watching one piece lmao. also sorry i guess for all the one piece on this blog but it's my house.

what are some of your favorite song lyrics? i don't often listen to songs with lyrics so this is kind of a hard question lol. but how about all of the lyrics in "We Can" which is team Sonic's theme in Sonic Heroes. Love that. lol

favorite video game?

Tagging: lol. uh. anyone who wants to do this? i don't actually interact with people much on here, but if you see this on your dash and would like to take part, i say go for it!

[boanerges20]

Fun & Games!!

I was tagged by @louwitcher for make this little game! As always, here we go my dudes!

Your name? : Francesco (Paco)

Your star sign? : The most "evil" one..: Scorpio

Last thing you listened to? : Geometric Vision - Fire Fire Fire.

What are you wearing? : Long sleeve black shirt,leather jacket, ripped deep blue jeans,dark brown boots.

How tall are you? : I guess 1.73cm / 5'8"

Piercings? : Yes/ 5

Tattoos? : Yes/ 3 (i made it to myself in my leg haha!) Glasses? : Yes, sometimes. Also sunglasses. (i'm kinda photosensitive)

Last drink? : A lil shot of Whiskey...( i know, it's early but keeps me in mood)

Last thing you ate? : Popcorns... Pets? : Yes/ 3 (2 cats in my parents house and one dog in my apartment)

Do you have a crush on anyone? : A what? Hahaha..

Fave fictional characters? : It has to be some "villain stuff" i'll go with the "Ghostrider"

A movie you think everyone should watch?  : "Interstellar"

A book you think everyone should read? : Uuuuh this is a tricky one.. The Catcher in the Rye by J. D. Salinger.

Now is your turn beloved ones!: @rockerchica @x-heesy @gloria-glitter @bosses-stay-flawless @11alicenwondrland11 @alice-wake-up @kruel-eckozz

And if i forgot someone, feel free to do it.. ITS FREE! :D

[sevikagf]

-- WIP DAY!

i got tagged a long time ago by @indorilnerevarine @unholymilf @leviiackrman @phillipsgraves @aartyom @marivenah @detectivelokis thank you all so much i’m sorry i’m terrible at keeping up with these.

tagging uuuuh @ardberts @chuckhansen @queennymeria @sstewyhosseini and anyone else who wants to show off their wips!

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Nina/Lalo it’s soft...

His words were soft and his touch gentle as his fingers trailed up her spine, curving below her shoulder blade and down her side. Nina moans softly, smiling into her pillow at the sensation. 

“Keep doing that.” She mutters, shifting closer to him. 

Lalo chuckles and leans over, pressing his lips against her shoulder. She opens her eyes when he pushes her hair away from her neck. Nina turns on her side and he pulls her closer, kissing her throat and carefully biting her skin. The bed creaks under their weight as he untangles her from the sheets. 

“My bunny.” He whispers against her skin, climbing over her lazily. “Don’t ever leave my side.” 

Mari/Daud

“What are you doing with Slackjaw?” 

Mari would’ve jumped out of her skin if it were possible, pressing her back against the wall and holding her hand against her chest, trying to catch her breath. “Don’t do that, Daud. You scared the life out of me.” 

He frowns, reaching for her to which she didn’t pull away. “Did he do anything to you?” When she shakes her head, he sighs and tugs her arm to drag her away. “He’s not someone you should get involved with.” 

“You didn’t even ask what we were discussing. Besides,” She laughs as follows alongside him. “I think we hit it off pretty well.” 

There’s not a hint of humor in his gaze. “Mari, I’m serious. Don’t do business with him.” 

She smiles and leans against him, wondering if they were to walk the rest of the way home. Not that she minded, it was nice to walk with him even if he was scolding her for her choice of company. “And if I don’t stop? What will you do?” 

“Nothing.” Daud grumbles after a moment. Of course he would do nothing but watch over her and come to her rescue if needed.

[midnightsingvogel]

got tagged by @hoodienanami to post five songs i’ve been listening to on repeat! (thank youuuu I love 🥺💞💞)

DEATH by Melanie Martinez (big fan of her new monster girl era. You go girl, I think Ashnikko and her should make out)

Neighbour by Mother Mother (look it’s on lots of WH playlists it’s pretty funny - I’m just happy my spotify didn’t put the pink shoelace song in that list instead)

Nobody But Me by The Human Beinz (... been daydreaming about writing a chase/fight/horror scene to that song for days, I just gotta figure out on what level of House of Leaves are the characters fucked)

Everyone Adores You (at least I do) by Matt Maltese (😔😔😔 “When I say everybody I’m aaaaactuallyyyyy reeeeferring to meeeeeee”)

Paper Cages by Franz Ferdinand (literally obsessed with that song these days)

i tag: uuuuh here you guys take it away @sleeping-potatoe @northerngrail @eyeimagery @partyinthemysterymachine @spinejackel @mrs-faggot @canadian-riddler @obscurism @jhin and whoever else, quick before I start rambling again---