#we'll see if anyone missed me.

[askpharos]

I... miss them...

[doodlebloo]

Thanks for being reasonable about the us thing, I'm not into beeduo but casually follow ranboo and tubbo individually and have been confused on why there is a freak out or ppl saying they(mainly ranboo) actually lied. I guess a lot of beeduo enjoyers are young? Because not much has really changed and everything ranboo said is still v much true. Ranboo is going back early and he is still v sad about that. Tubbo and ranboo aren't going to the us 'together', ranboos has to go back home and tubbo has to go for business somewhere entirely different. They aren't staying together, and tubbo is still working it out so not even 100%. Tubbo just happened to decide to announce his trip today too but its not connected, ranboo said he didn't even know tubbo would reveal his trip plans today. He said they might meet up once at least because they are a little close but yeah. This isn't like a set 'content' thing. Like u said not telling ppl to not be 'excited' but always feels like stans put words into ccs mouths/read too much into things/interpret wrongly and then get disappointed. Then ccs feel bad and feel the need to clarify or apologize for nothing they did wrong.

^^^ yeah this is sort of how I feel about it.

Again like I seriously doubt there won't be Any content from Tubbo going to America, especially since lots of creators on Twitter seem to be more than willing to meet up with him! I'm not expecting absolutely Zero streams/videos or anything, but Tubbo himself said a month or so ago that streams would get a lot more sparse at some point because he was going to focus time on personal projects (the documentary maybe? But also perhaps some cool stuff we might not even know about! :D)

But the fact of the matter is that Tubbo is (likely, based on the context we have) not going to America specifically to make content - it'll be like something he does on the side. And, anyway, Ranboo and Tubbo just spent the last few months living together. It would be a perfectly normal and fine thing for them NOT to want to spend every moment together in America too.

I guess the basic thing to remember is that this is not a beeduo America trip, it's Ranboo's trip home and Tubbo's trip to the US. If they hang out while they're there that's amazing! But if not it's fine. Ranboo isn't obligated to put other things on hold to make content with Tubbo while he's in America with him, and Tubbo isn't obligated to do so either. We just need to keep in mind that they're separate people, and give them a bit more of a chance to reveal their plans before we jump to conclusions abt it :)

[lizardthelizard]

hadn’t changed my icon for 4 years so like..... rip august <3

[moderarato]

personal update: so I’d like to ~*officially*~ change the state of my blog 💀 I’ve barely been popping into tumblr this past week and it’s just made me realise between the f*sebox drama, t*c shit-show, and just personal feelings — I just cannot give my all anymore lol. so I’d rather have all my interests in one place/one blog. I’ll keep @rosygray live for the original stuff I’ve posted on there but from this point on, this’ll just be a fandom blog for all the ifs, cogs, visual novels, whatever stories lol, and etc that are my beloveds (or soon will be 😈💍).  

I was really hesitant on saying anything at all and just let people figure it out—bc it’s really not that big of a deal, I know—but I’ve got some lovely mutuals on both ends, and thought I’d give people a chance to unfollow (either one) if they wanted to lmao

this is a long way of saying: I’ll be posting and rb’ing both litg and twc content here bc I still have got love for them but just thought this would be easier on my peanut brain with managing new hyperfixations lol

and for anyone who cares, I’m still writing my fic and making litg stuff in general, but working on some little things for new OCs & other characters that I’m excited to share! smooches for all of you who want to stick around and no hard feelings if you’re just here for solely litg content & wanna dip. cheers to consolidating! 

💛, rara

[tierras]

haha just "ruined" my friendship with my best friend of 6 years because she's suddenly anti vax

[emometalhead]

Happy Easter to all that celebrate! 💕💙🐰🐣

[neonvqmpire]

me the last 2 years: 'NO! i am NEVER gonna like star wars again! tros ruined it for me. every time i think about it i want to cry scream and hit a wall. i am never going back there again! the fandom is toxic and i hate everything about it now!!'

*kenobi trailer drops*

me: 👀👀👀👁👁👁

my fbi officer:

[astrodances]

How does Gene the Genie fit’s into your au

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^ Thank you for the ask/submission @carabcod000!

Gene's an interesting challenge for it. Idk why, but at first, I was thinking that he'd be an interesting take to have for the caretaker of the Shore Leave planet (from TOS) - instead of the planet essentially manufacturing people's thoughts/desires, he could conjure them up with his powers. (And he seems like the type that would have a lot of fun at an "amusement park" planet.)

And that's still an option for sure! But then just now I was thinking that he'd also fit in very well as a Q, except for the fact that my AU's Q Continuum is more Shadow Realm-oriented now. Perhaps there's another faction of Q, or a whole other omnipotent species out there to rival the Shadow Q?

[sheikzeldatetra]

Emil Västerström’s Optimism: A Midnight Essay

It’ll be years before we know, but every day my curiosity over Emil’s backstory grows more and more rabid. We know his family was rich, we know they lost all their money, we know he “joined the military for all the wrong reasons” (and that line was the exact moment I fell in love with this character.)

But what I find most striking is, why is Emil so optimistic?

Now then, there are several ways we could examine this. One, Emil is just natural a glass half-full sort of person and has a hard time facing the negative. I think there’s an element of this—I say this as a naturally optimistic person—but I would argue that while Emil doesn’t like looking at the negative, he doesn’t outright avoid it. He’s not afraid of the bad.

Emil very much has the vibe of someone who has chosen to be positive and optimistic. If you’ve met someone who’s endured hardship and come out a more positive person, you know what this variety of optimist feels like. There’s a ferocity to it.

And this is interesting, because Emil comes from a privileged background. Almost always in media people of distinct privilege are portrayed as being negative or even toxic as soon as they face hardship (and I think it’s safe to say this reaction isn’t uncommon irl.) But Emil has suffered substantially (perhaps that suffering pales next to losing your entire community as a young child, but that doesn’t invalidate his suffering); his parents were absent and are who knows where now (have they been word of god confirmed dead? It’s hard to keep track of what’s actually canon), from his dreamspacee it seems that *something* substantial burned down in his childhood, and then his family lost all the means to their lifestyle. These are things that have a lifelong impact on a person.

(Add on top of that, joining the military for the wrong reasons can result in other, different sorts of trauma.)

In Emil’s dreamspace we learn that he used to be a small, rude child--he readily admits this himself. However, Emil talks about this as if there was a distinct turning point where he started to change.

Emil learned a lesson.

So how did he learn this lesson? Was it simply that his family lost their wealth and got knocked down a few pegs, coming out a humbler, better human being? It’s possible, but that’s usually not a lesson you learn on your own. It takes either help or a very long time. And considering Emil’s attachment to his appearance and worry how other people perceive him, it’s unlikely that he simply got knocked on his ass and has been rebuilding himself; that kind of self-construction often comes with a lot more self-doubt.

This leaves us with two other possibilities:

One, a mentor taught Emil this mysterious lesson. Someone, whether intentionally or unintentionally, taught Emil the power of positivity in the face of overwhelming darkness. This is an interesting possibility, but unlikely--Emil has never mentioned anyone he looks up to, and the way he latches onto Sigrun indicates that he has never had a proper mentor figure before.

Our other possibility is that some event occurred and Emil simply decided to shift himself towards positivity.

But why?

Emil has a natural disposition towards positivity. But he is also positive by choice. And I, dear reader, would argue, that he is positive for the sake of other people. It’s not the variety of positivity that tries to keep people from worrying (Tuuri is a much better example of this habit.) He enjoys the spotlight too much to make his life revolve around other people in that way. But rather, it’s almost like Emil lost everything he had to give, and then realized that his support was the only thing he could give.

So what was this event? What changed Emil from spoiled brat to kind (but vain) young man? What made him decide to be kind and optimistic? He seems settled into the rhythm of his positivity--how long ago did it occur? Who did he change for?

idk but I wanna know

[kindahoping4forever]

reasons to not sleep tonight

1. crystal's new fic

2. new episode from 5sos

😌😌😌

i have my priorities sorted

You're too sweet! ☺️ Hopefully once I get some sleep myself, it won't take too long for me to drum up a title and graphic but we'll see 👀

[prod131]

ikon throwback [1/?]

devil brothers 😈😈

[kunoichihatake]

monthly fic roundup: december 2020 🌸

hello everyone! as promised, here is my first monthly roundup of fics -- hopefully I’ll be able to continue this for a while 😌✨

headcanons for Kakashi w/ a s/o who’s the 3-tails jinchuriki! (this was technically 11/30 but I’m including it anyway b/c close enough lmao)

Tobirama Senju fluff alphabet (F, I, J, M) and smut alphabet (P, R, U, Y)

headcanons for each of the legendary sannin with an adoptive girl!

Promise (Naruto x reader)

like this post or send me an ask if you want to be tagged in my next monthly roundup!

tag list: @alysplxnet @crazii-chibi @usuratonkachiuchiha @a-simp-dot-com @papashi @villainly-prince @dazydeidara @viruakarandomthingsilike @random-alivething @angry-trashcan @bakubabes-hatake @ush1j1m4 @mx-minxx @tickles-please @bootsdoesart @lunaticpuppetmaster @skyisntfalling @howcanibreathewithnozaire @discount-deku @horriblehell @veesa @never-gonna-get-out @immamess69 @lalayy @bucky-needs-a-hug

[kuiinncedes]

,,,

[yaz-the-spaz]

calling all my mutuals!!! 📣📣📣 - ziam day

hey guys how would we all feel about organizing a ziam day where we post exclusively ziam-related content? i know we already missed may the 4th lol but what if we did june 4th instead (in honor of the anniversary of the cardiff ring and whatever special meaning that date may hold for ziam) that way everybody (hopefully) has ample notice and ample time to spread the word and can prepare their queues and anything else they may wanna post accordingly...

anyway would love to know you all's thoughts and see if we can come together as a fandom to organize this! what better way to celebrate ziam and give everyone a bit of a breather from all the current drama and a reminder of all the wonderful reasons why ziam is still as beautiful and as real as ever :) ❤️

tagging:

@storyanonguy @empty-altars @insomniziam   @somewhereisaplacethatziamknow @oh-no-its-elle @verseziam @all4zayn @amnesiaa-on-ice@larriesoopshi28 @ziamminds @dddarkbrain @redandyellowziam @zaynieswolfie  @kaocean @quietzap @sunriseliam @urdadlikesme @insaneforliamandzayn @harryandlouisarehappilystrong @pkmonka @alaqatzam @martymcflarry @waxxbutterfliess @zaynsthatkindofbeautiful @a-church-of-burnt-romances @andtheywerebandmates @loveourtimeisnow @nialls-hoemk @chechidulce @she-is-the-kryptonite

[clumsyclifford]

Hey so like. Perhaps it was my birthday and I would k!ll for some emotional support malum. And number four from the list of ways to say I love you is really speaking to me. "Come here. Let me fix it." So much potential im obsessed <3 - twww!ink

gfhfldfkmgjd thank you for sending this as an ask after i asked you to send it as an ask adri <3 that was a lot of words that start with a okay let’s move swiftly on, happy late birthday my love

read it here on ao3

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The bed feels wrong. Calum waves his arm around and diagnoses the problem: it’s empty apart from him.

That’s definitely not ideal.

He groggily opens his eyes, turning his head tiredly to glance at the clock. 5:45am. As he’s squinting around the room in displeasure, the door quietly opens.

“Mike?”

It’s Michael, and he pauses at the doorway, then slowly shuts it behind him. “Sorry, babe,” he whispers through the darkness. “Honestly tried to be quiet.”

“You…” Calum shakes his head, trying to clear some of the sleep from it. “You were. I woke up on my own.”

“You?” Michael chuckles softly. “Woke up on your own?”

Calum makes a face at him. Then he frowns. “Why are you awake right now?” And then, “Why are you dressed so nice?”

“I have my presentation today,” Michael says, and Calum feels like an idiot for forgetting. The presentation, right. Only the thing Michael’s been stressing nonstop about for weeks. “Just thought I’d get up a bit early, practice presenting, get a coffee or something like that.”

“Michael,” Calum says hoarsely, “it’s quarter to six. Your class isn’t until half eight.”

“Yeah,” Michael says, shifting nervously. “I know.”

“So come back to bed,” Calum says, making grabby hands at Michael across the room, “and you can wake up in an hour and a half and worry about it then. You’ll make yourself crazy.”

“I couldn’t sleep anyway,” Michael admits, looking down at his feet.

Calum sighs. He’d like Michael’s presentation to be done already so that Michael can return to having a normal sleeping schedule, instead of staying up until the witching hours of the night and only going to bed upon incessant nagging from Calum. Last night he’d only come to bed because Calum had pressed him, pointing out that he’d no doubt do a better presentation on more sleep. Michael had conceded with concerning ease, but now Calum wonders if he’d even gotten any sleep at all.

“Tell me you slept some.”

“Yeah, I did,” Michael says. “Just not very well, and, you know. I’m just nervous. I’ll be fine after the presentation, but I just…I don’t know.”

“Michael,” Calum whines. He doesn’t really mean to whine, but he’s tired and he doesn’t have class at all today and he’d hoped to spend most of it asleep. “Come on. Please come back to bed. Even if you don’t sleep, it’s better for you to just lie down and pretend.”

Michael shakes his head. “I — I have to practice.”

“You’ve rehearsed this presentation so much even I could give it,” Calum says plainly. “Mikey.”

Michael runs a hand through his hair, then immediately winces. “Fuck, I — I had it all nice and now it’s —”

Calum personally thinks it looks way cuter like this, mussed up with a little personality, but he can see that this might be the thing that sends Michael into a spiral unless he’s careful. “It’s fine, Mike. Come here. Let me fix it.”

“I can just —”

“Come here,” Calum repeats, shuffling into a sitting position. He mournfully glances at the clock again and regrets it as soon as he does. There will be other time for sleep, he reminds himself, even though between sleeping and Michael it’s not a competition. Calum prefers to have both at once, but if he can only have one, he’ll die with eyes widen open and Michael at his side.

Michael hesitates, then approaches the bed and sits on the edge. Calum reaches up to fix his hair, smoothing it down until it sits more or less flat. His hands slide down from Michael’s head to his neck. “Michael.”

Michael exhales. “Yeah.”

There hadn’t really been more to that message; Calum just likes to say it, loves the feeling of Michael’s name on his tongue, the way Michael always seems to lighten just a little at the sound. But Michael is expecting more, and Calum can definitely do more. “You look sharp,” he says softly, leaning his forehead against Michael’s. “You’re going to make this presentation your bitch. You’re going to kick the shit out of it. I cannot imagine a world where you do badly.”

Michael closes his eyes. “Sounds like a lack of imagination on your part.”

“Hey!”

Michael chuckles. “Sorry, thank you. It —” He takes a deep, sudden breath in, and puts his hands on Calum’s shoulders. “That makes me feel better.”

“Good,” Calum says. Gently, he adds, “Now let’s go get some coffee and you can do it again for me.”

Michael pauses as he processes this. “You don’t have to come. I was going to go by myself.”

“I know,” Calum says, “but you’re not going to sleep more and I am your supportive boyfriend, so I’m coming with you.” He waits for Michael to protest further, but it’s a sign of Michael’s nerves over the presentation that instead he just sighs in acceptance. “Great. Sorted. Are we going to Starbucks?”

“I love you,” Michael says abruptly, and then kisses Calum before Calum can come up with an adequate response. The kiss gives him an opportunity to think, but nothing comes of it, because Calum’s still kind of waking up and his brain is full of Michael Michael Michael and empty of anything else.

Returning the I-love-you is too easy, a cop-out, but he has to say something, and he cannot for the life of him think of any way to properly express how fucking much he loves Michael. How easy he finds it, loving Michael, because everything about Michael just begs to be loved. How before Michael, Calum had just been aimlessly wandering, but Michael gives him direction. More than that, he gives Calum a place — or at least a person — to come back to. Michael’s not the destination so much as he is the home base, the save point, the only thing Calum wants to return to over and over.

And how the fuck does all of that fit into I love you, too?

He says it anyway when they break apart, murmurs it against Michael’s mouth, eyes closed because this way it feels a little bit like a dream he’s still having. Being with Michael, everything kind of feels a little bit like a dream, although Calum knows for certain he’s not imaginative enough to come up with a life like this.

(And he’s not optimistic enough to conjure up someone like Michael. Michael’s too good for Calum’s psyche to have awarded him, which is how Calum knows that this isn’t a dream, just a reality he has to get used to having.)

Michael breathes slowly out. “Is it crazy that I kind of want to get back in bed now?”

“No,” Calum says. “You slept probably five hours, if even.”

“It’s not that I’m tired,” Michael says, shaking his head and blushing a bit. “I’d just love a cuddle.”

Calum smiles. “Well, you know I’m always up for a cuddle.”

“Yeah, but —” Michael leans away, brows furrowed. “I need to practice the presentation.”

Calum waits patiently. He doesn’t want to encourage Michael to sleep if more practice is what will be most helpful to him, but he also firmly believes lying in bed, even awake, will do Michael a world of good.

Also, he would love a cuddle.

Finally, Michael chews his lip and says, “Okay, we can cuddle for a few minutes, but then I’m getting up. You don’t have to get up with me.”

“Mikey,” Calum says sweetly, kissing his cheek, “I’m with you wherever you go.” Always, he doesn’t add, although he really means it.

The comment makes Michael smile, and as he crawls back into bed Calum smiles too, even more so when Michael curls himself against Calum’s, reclaiming the spot he’d surrendered when he’d gotten out of bed. It’s warm under the duvet, even warmer with Michael solidly settled into his chest, face tucked into Calum’s neck, breathing slow and steady.

“I love you so much,” Michael mumbles. His breath tickles Calum’s skin.

Calum lets his eyes shut. He has no idea if Michael will fall asleep or if, true to his word, they’ll be getting up in a few minutes, but for now he wants to completely soak up the moment. “Mikey, Mikey, Mikey,” he breathes, pressing a kiss into Michael’s hair. “You have no idea how much I love you.”

“Enough to wake up at six for me.”

“Yeah. More than that.”

“Well,” Michael hums, and Calum can already hear the slur in his voice that means he’s growing tired, “I love you more than that.”

Calum smiles. “You just keep believing that.”

“Mm, I will.”

In lieu of responding, Calum just tightens his hold on Michael, syncing their inhales and exhales, and sure enough Michael drifts off, fingers curled into the collar of Calum’s shirt.

It’s embarrassing to say, but yeah. Calum would wake at six every day for Michael. Calum would do fucking anything to have this exact moment for the rest of his life, for Michael to fall asleep in Calum’s arms every day until they die. Maybe to be in love is to make sacrifices, but it doesn’t feel like a sacrifice to Calum. Sleep is a small price to pay for the invaluable gift that is Michael Clifford. Although maybe that’s what it is to be in love: to make sacrifices willingly, to make pain feel like a privilege.

To love Michael, Calum would bear any burden.

[l0vepaint]

[rest]

this won’t be much a surprise if you’ve seen my posts lately and the fact i’m being less and less active, but i’ve decided it was time for me to stop running fandoms blogs/making gifs. in december, it’ll be 3 years non stop that i’ve start being into kpop, and i’m very grateful for everything it brought me. i’ve grown a lot, made two amazing friends (mwah...if you read this..luv you....you’re in this friendship shit for life now too bad uh 🥺💖), met wonderful people who i’m gonna miss - even tho i barely talked to them for the most part (so, my mutuals, i’m not gonna tag anyone bc i don’t wanna forget someone skhfsf 💗 + a thought for those who left tumblr already 😭), found my brightest light and inspiration, my star, mr lee know minho and yes i’m striking this bc i’m embarrassing but i had to mention him........ making gifs, being in fandoms, etc, was a great distraction and haven for me at a time where i really needed it most, especially the skz fandom, i might say at time i hate it fjhsf (don’t we all do) but on tumblr it’s the only fandom i’ve felt i Really was involved in and made me feel appreciated and like i had a place and everything... thanks for every person who has ever been nice to me even if it was “just” by writing tags under my content, sending a cute ask, whatever else... to those who have been here since a veeery long time through all my blogs remaking sjhfsf 😭 over the years i’ve felt like i needed a little break from time to time, but lately... it’s been more than that, i really do not feel like being here or making content anymore, it’s not necessarily negative even though i’m not feeling my best these days (seasonal depression when you already have chronic depression is...a bish ://), it’s just that i’ve “grown out” of it i guess. of course i’ll still actively follow my favorite artists, but running a blog like this takes a lot of time and energy and i think it’s time i do new things in my life, if i can :’) at least i wanna try.

well i guess that’s it, i’m never too good at these things but i felt i had to write smth before leaving... just, i love you guys and i wish you the best, take good care of yourself 💖💞🌈💌✨🌸 if anyone wants to keep in touch i’ll be over at a new blog @rose-blue (mostly aes and stuff like that BUT i might rb some fandoms things from time to time) or my twitter @/etoileminho.

😘