#what is this fdjkls

[dandyshucks]

Abandoning the fae realm must have been quite the undertaking, and yet, somehow you managed it! Now, how about a second time, "Dandy"?

Dandyfae gets dragged back to the fae realm after a few months (freedom was just too good to be true!) and Wardell believes they've abandoned him and thus has no interest in helping them escape again. the rest of Taraxacum Court is Not happy w Dandyfae for the little stunt they had pulled a few months prior. uh oh!

[taylortruther]

I got pregnant just before COVID went down, and then I got all the vaccines when I was eligible and then I had issues with prescriptions and I basically haven't had a normal period in like three years and I'm honestly not sure what screwed it up at this point 🫣

I just ran out of my prescription again so I'm just letting my body go natural for a bit to regulate and I'm having SO MANY SYMPTOMS I don't remember having since I was in my teens. The cramps are bad. The flow is heavy. The period poops... 😭

your body just gave up fdjkls but yes going off birth control can really fuck with you. i dealt with like massive hair loss after stopping bc this last time, i still haven't fully recovered, and no one told me this is actually a very common symptom. and yeah i think if you're on it for years your period can definitely change once you're off.

[revellcr]

✉

archer: kiaraaaaaarcher: i haven’t seen you in a whilearcher: are you still alive? i hope you are

[shadowedmagic-a]

tbh I can see you with Wanda? idk its the vibes fndasgm

Tell me what other character you think I could portray well and i’ll give it a shot - accepting!

“ Come on, come on, come on. ” 

     The words hissed out, barely audible over her own racing heart and the cackling of the raging inferno surrounding her. She barely kept herself from gagging, the smell of charred bodies still far too vivid on her mind. Her hands threatened to shake as they fiddled with the delicate machinery of her clocks— good thing she’d spent plenty of time learning how to do so on the run.

“ Come on— yes! ”

     She disappeared in a flash of light leaving the burning world behind. The reassuringly familiar sensation of time displacing washed over her, comforting, her eyes wide open as they took in the way the world around her shifted and altered. A sight she would never grow tired of.

     The feeling faded and the forest stood tall around her, as though it’d never seen a lick of fire in its life. 

     Re-adjusting her clock Wanda warily looked around, moving as quickly as she could until she determined that she was, for the time being, safe; finally letting out a sigh of relief and allowed herself a second ( but not one more ) to catch her breath. One could never be too careful.

     After all, what'd seemed like perfectly normal timeline just a few moments earlier, had ended up in a world razed alongside all the poor souls in it. All within the short duration of her stay. 

     The shadow monsters would always be her concern, but she knew to expect them, knew that they were a threat. People, on the other hand? People who she’s befriended or saved or been saved by time and time and time again, even if they never remembered any of it?

     It would always take a moment to adjust, no matter how many times she’d witnessed it happen. 

     Wanda frowned, quickly shoving those thoughts and set to work. There was so much to do, light to get before night and check to see if any of the survivors were in this timeline, if so who and if they were safe. There was no time to waste on thinking about things she couldn't change. Even though she had tried to change the darker timelines, more than once, more than she could remember. Somethings were simply outside of her control. 

     ...If only one day she’d learn to accept that.

[dooandpoo]

eee I completely agree with bridget from your previous ask, i always look forward to seeing what you create after a stereo and you perfectly capture the whole vibe of dnp in your art 🥺 you are so talented oml 🤩<3

dkjhfdhksafhlj I can’t handle so much genuine praise 🥺 I just hear these tall twinks blab and I need to process it in some way so I doodle! I also think it’s hilarious that my very specific unedited doodles make sense to other people, it goes to show ya things doesn’t it

[raisinchallah]

i love how nobody on tumblr knows like what nuance is dsfjkl;aj;dkl conversations always swing between like actually all mental health problems should never improve and making like -core blogs for like being a terrible friend or like if you arent eating vegetables you are fundamentally an evil person and bringing all your own torment upon yourself jkl;dsffjkd;akaj;fdjkl but actually the old stage tbh hasnt been like in full force for a very long time so i think this new stage is just a bit twisted and i hate it because it often i think frames itself as reacting to the old type of tumblr mental health blogging but like that has been out of vogue for so long that u are in fact just being nasty to people for no reason

[vampire-nyx]

why in the FUCK, in the literal 2 pr 3 hours i was taking a nap, you just got merked, on god what the fuck. we were mutuals for all of god knows how long my guy.

I K NOW, WE WERE MUTUALS FOR LIKE AN HOUR AND A HALF FDJSKL

I stopped browsing on this blog for like. ten minutes and my partner texts me "where'd your proship blog go" THEY GOT ME THE SECOND I STOPPED LOOKING FJKDLS

I DONT EVEN KNOW WHAT HAPPENED?? I'm so new there's no way in hell I was mass reported? cause I don't think I'm on any blockists or anything yet I've existed for FOUR DAYS FDJKLS

[slashersins]

the fucking balls reference . 

rest of the movie commentary is under the cut 

god i hate this . i can’t believe that they are fucking messing with leslie . i wonder if leslie planed for this . OH MY GOD THE FINAL GIRL WAS FUCKING . OH WAIT OH FUCKING WAIT . WAIT . WAIT WAIT WAIT . FUCK WAIT . ARE YOU . ARE YOU . WAS TAYLOR THE FINAL GIRL THIS ENTIRE TIME . 

I WONDER . HMMM . 

maybe she isn’t i’m not sure . 

omfg . leslie is just chilling . i’m laughing so fucking hard . just striking a pose . 

where did the bodies go ? jesus fuck , man . taylor you fucked everything up . now leslie’s plan is ruined . at least he’s good at adjusting ? i hope leslie is still having fun though .

MOTHER FUCKING THEY THINK LESLIE IS A SCARECROW . “IMA PUT THIS IN MY ROOM” lmao . oof . there he is . OOOH NEW WEAPON . 

WAIT . is leslie’s mask supposed to be a turtle ? that would make sense . ALSO HE JUST FUCKING PUT THAT GUYS HEART IN HIS HAND LMAO . 

leslie is really good , in a bad way , but really . HOW DOES THE SURVIOR GIRL HOP ON THE NERDY KIDS JONSHON AHHHAHAHAHAHHAAHA 

90% OF ALL WHORES KNOWS THAT THEY’RE WHORES . 

move to the cars. OH THATS WHERE THE BODIES ARE . ya know , that was really creative leslie . a for effort . 

let’s put all the weight on “final girls” back . also “IM SORRY IM NOT A VIRGIN” DID THAT BITCH JUST FALL OUT THE WINDOW ? leslie just looks up like “ are you fucking kidding me ? ”

OMFG FAT GUY IS TAKEN AND L . CHASE THE DOUGH BOY . GOD . POOR TODD . he really did do his best . but leslie is upsettii spaghetti . 

oof . taylor realizing the truth . or at least she might be . i’m not sure . 

“you have to tell me , what happens to me ?” bitch what the fuck do you think happens ?

oooh freddy not freddy showed up . pantie shot . 

oof he’s not dead . why don’t you just help the doctor man . WHY NOT HELP . omfg he just knocks him out so casually . HAHAAAHAAHAHAHHAHA . “you gotta go through me” slap . 

OMFG YOU KNOW WHICH WEAPONS ARE FUCKING . . . WHY DID . JESUS . omfg there you go . birth canal time . to be reborn as someone who wants revenge . 

ooh choke scene . SCYTH TO THE SIDE . OH MY FUCKING GOD THE FUCKING APPLE CRUSHER . DFHKALFJKAL;DFJKALFJLK;FJALK;JGFALKGJDALJLK;AFJKAL;FDJKL;JA

LESLIE . IS HE DYING ? NO . LESLIE . NOOOOOOOOOOOO . HIS POOR HEAD . DID HE KNOW ? DID HE FUCKING KNOW ? 

THE barn is on fire . . . i don’t want him to be just a man . i want him to be super natural . nnnnnng . 

[scourgefrontiers]

Hi, just wanna say I love your work! I was wondering, got any tips on developing an art style?

thank you !!

hmmm..when it comes to art style im never really sure what to say abt it? b/c art style is developed naturally as you draw!  you pick up different techniques from artists and styles you like and you piece them together over time to mold them into something unique :3

ive seen multiple other artists say not to focus on style and i think i agree??  ive always had a hard time comprehending that b/c i really want a certain Look to my art which i assume is what style is so idk.  but the logic behind it is solid, like if u focus too much on making ur art style look a certain way youre rly limiting urself b/c its healthy and good to be flexible with style!  so i guess keep that in mind

sorry if this wasnt helpful FDJKL 

[dadbodsarehot]

Sorry if I'm sending too many but what about Into the Ocean? Sorry it's deadass the name of a blue October song but.

this was actually the first blue october song i ever heard and led to them being one of my favorite bands so like.... dont be sorry at all tbh fdjkls 

THAT BEING SAID IF I WROTE A FIC W THIS TITLE I WOULD DEF USE THE SONG AS INSPO-- for how cheery it sounds its like, actually got really dark lyrics, so like.... maybe a subtle angst fic dealing with depression ?? 

[moonraccoon-exe]

"Darling," Ignis is the first to come to your side, resting his hand gently upon your shoulder. "I wish for you to take a breath, and stop for just a moment. What happened, with your asks, was a technological flaw. This was nothing that you did intentionally, I ask that you stop beating yourself up so hard. This, was not your fault." he gently wraps an arm about your shoulders, and draws you closer to him. "Darling, it's alright, I promise you, you have let no one down."

*HYPERVENTILATES*

SWEET GLORIOUS ANON

HAVE MERCY ON ME

I AM TORN BETWEEN

AND

AND HONESTLY I THINK I’M HAVING BOTH REACTIONS AT TE SAME TIME HOW DARE YOU THROW ME OFF MY FEET THIS WAY IN THE MOST SHRIEEEEEEEEEK REACTION THROWING AT ME THE MSOT WONDERFUL ASKJF KGLDJAKJ AND FEELS AND HNGFHNGFHG HOW DARE YOU THROW YOUR STRONGEST WEAPON AT MY WEAKEST POINT WHILE I WAS IN THAT DILEMMA it was brilliant I MEAN HOLYFUCKINGSHIT I’M DYING AND YOU THROW THIS AT ME HOW DARE it’s rethorical it was perfect kajsdadfk AND I’M SITTING HERE LIEK AKLSJD LAKGJDALKGJAD AND I SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAM

*BURSTS INTO THOUSANDS OF SNOWFLAKES*

YOU. LET ME ADD A KEEP READING HERE AYE ALKSJD LFKGJAD GK

SSSSSSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHRIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK

*COMBUSTING*

SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEECCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

*HYSTERICALLY UNINTELLIGIBLY SCREECHING WHILE ON FIRE AND ROCKET-SPEED BOUNCING ALL ACROSS THE ROOM*

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

ALKDFDGSLJFHKFAKLJKLSJFKSJH SKFAH SAJKALH FLKS LAKJH SLJHAKLJFAKLSG JADKGLA DJGLKDAJ GDALKGJAKGDAJGLAKJGADKL GJADKG JADLKGA LJGKLDAJ GLKADJGADLKJGGJALKGADJG DAKGLADJGKADLJG ALKDJGADLKGJDALKG JDALKGJA DLKGDJALGKDAJGALDKGJDALKGJD ALKGJDALGKJADLKJGALKDGJ ADLKG JAKLGJ AKDLGJADLGJ DALGJSH

*FLIPS THE DESK**THROWS EVERYTHING OUT THE WINDOW**TRASHES THE WHOLE HOUSE**FLIPS THE ENTIRE NEIGHBORHOOD**FLIPS THE PLANET**FLIPS THE ENTIRE GALAXY**ROARS SO LOUDLY THE WHOLE SOLAR SYSTEM RUMBLES*

ASTRALS ABOVE THAT IS IT. THAT’S THAT. I’M FRIED. I’M DED AND GONE. I’M THROWN HERE, SPLATTERED ON THE GROUND, LIKE A PUDDLE. A MOLTEN PUDDLE OF FEELS AND EMOTIONS. CANNOT REBOOT. BYE.

*has to go take a breath to properly reply*

Ah….

Ah, gods, gods almighty have mercy on me….

I’m lying here, totally numb, and still molten and ded on the ground. My feels were like…shaken, and taken and tossed around with no mercy or control, and now I’m sitting here in awe and like. This is like, reading all this made me soul detach from my body momentarily and then it transcended to the celestial realm because GODS DAMN THIS ASK IS GLORY AND HEAVEN IN ALL ITS SPLENDOR, and coming back is like. How do I adapt to the mortal life now. how i do dat.

uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunnnnnnnnnnnnnggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh hnghnnhngfn gh annnnnnnooooooooooooooonnnnnnnnnnnnn hgnhdh jhjhnjnnnnhfgnhng

*is shORT CIRCUITING AGIAN ASKDLJSADG HKLAJHALK OMG NO GIMME A SEC*

HNHNHFHNGFNHFGNHFHN

SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM

Ah….ah, dear anon, I don’t know how to reply…I’m here like that one last drawing I answered with. Thrown and marveled and ded omg I can’t…reply. I don’t have the words I don’t have the vocabulary, ther’es no way on the planet I can thank you enough or express to you hwo happy this made me and how touching it is and how klasjdklgja omg this is just such- this has- alksdjfdglkdjaglkaj this brought so many emotions like I’m touched and curled up to cry because it’s so sweet and heartwarming but it’s also sOE XCITING AND SO CUTE AND HNGNHGDN MY HEART- IS TOO W E AK I CAN’T CONTROL THIS CAN’T HANDLE MY EMOTIONS LAKSJD FKLGJADKLF JAKLFJ ADKGJ DSOOS DO DKNGJD HAAAAAAAAALPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP MEEEEEEEEEE

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

aahhhhhhhhhhh goddaMIT, ANON, HOW!?!?!? HOW DO I SAY THANKS ENOUGH I AM SO MAD AND SO FRUSTRATED I’VE BEEN THINKING FOR SO LONG, IT’S TAKING ME SO LONG TO REPLY TO THIS ASK BECAUSE I HAVE NO IDEA WHERE TO START OR WHAT TO SAY AND EVEN IF I KNEW I ALREAYD KNOW IT’S NOT GOING TO BE ENOUGH AND THAT MAKES ME EVEN MORE FRUSTRATED LIKE FUCK I CAN’T DO ASKJDDKLJDKLAJK THIS THERE’S TOO MANY EMOTIONS AND I DON’T HAVE ALKSJD FKLGDJ ADKLGJD ASHRIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK

*EXPLODES AGAIN*

Ah gods fuck me, I’ll just. Goddammit. Shit. asdSFAGDkjdl gjdalk jgalkgjad lgk

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, anon!!!!!!!! You have my heart!!!!! You have my attention!!!!! You have my love, what else do you want!?!?!? WHAT ELSE CAN I GIVE YOU TO THANK YOU ENOUGH AND EXPRESS HOW MUCH I LOVE THIS, WHAT IS IT, WHAT!?!?!?!?!?!?

*LOUDLY SOBS*

Aw man, aw. I just…aaawww…. :’(

Hnhgngnhg….thank you….thank you so, so, so much, dear anon…. OTL

Thank you so much, and for so many things. Thank you for taking the time to read that post, and thank you for caring. I really was feeling absolutely terrible, and I still feel a little bad, to be honest. You didn’t need to do anything to help, but you did. You took the time to write an ask to me, and in a way that you know always cheers me up and does wonders to my feels hahaha :’) Thank you so much for that, too. Thank you for doing this, thank you immensely. It’s really touching and so kind, and so amazingly sweet of you to have done it…taking the time to write to me in a moment of stress and feeling upset, and writing it in a creative way that you know I adore.

Thank you for having Iggy and Gladdy write to me again. :’) As I said, you didn’t need to, but you did. And that means so, so, so much to me. Thank you for caring and worrying about what was happening, and thank you so much for Iggy’s and Gladdy’s wise words. And for the comfort. The comfort was very much needed and much more appreciated than I can say. Thank you. Immensely…. :’)

Sorry it took me a while to reply, I did as Iggy said and took a breath. I thought I could do as other times I’ve been upset due to something Tumblr-related and go game and distract myself, not be here for a while. And it helped lots! But I do admit I needed of Iggy to say it and remind me to really do that. And for that I’m wholeheartedly and immensely grateful. Taking a breath helped me lots to control the guilt I shouldn’t be feeling, and all this frustration and sadness. Thakn you for the reminder. It was healthy and wonderful. Thank you… :’)

HJMFGNHN JGHMNGF MNMGHFG BUT IGGY CALLING ME DARLING, GODS SWEET LORDS HAVE MERCY ON ME, I DIE, I HYPERVENTILATE AND ASPHYXIATE AND I DROWN AND I DIE, HNGFHMFGNHFG FUCK ME RFJF DGFK, I IMAGINE HIS VOICE SOFT AND QUIET AND SO PRECIOUS AND BEAUTIFUL AND HE’S SAYING DARLING AND I SUFFER HEART ATTACKS ONE AFTER THEO THER AND MY SOUL IS DOING IT AGAIN, IT’S LEAVING ME, OMGF OKDDHF HKDJ NO, STOP ALKSDJ FLKGJ AKDLJ LKGJ LFHK

Aahhhh….Iggy’s damn right, it was…just technology being itself. Can’t trust technology on a hundred percent and I know it, I can’t keep beating myself up about this. Mostly because, as he says, it wasn’t intentional and I really didn’t mean to. I mean, who throws their computer down and makes it crash knowing there’s valuable info in there with no back-up??? I…I really didn’t mean it, I really feel so ashamed for it, and it really really means that it wasn’t on purpose aksjd klajgdaha. I can’t blame myself for not thinking about making a back-up. My computer was fine, how can I blame myself for not doing something that I didn’t know I needed to do…? OTL hnnhng

AND IGGY HUGGING ME BY THE SHOULDERS AND PULLING ME CLOSE TO HIM AKSLDJSF GDKLHA JALKG JALKDG JADLKH JDALHKADJ HALKFJ DLKJ SLKGJ GKLDJ KGSLJ GKLAJ LHKHJ

JAFKDS GAHKS FDJKL AKGHASKLJSHLJKFS GHSKALJF HASKJFH AFSKJHSF

*KEEPS TRASHING THE ENTIRE ROOM*

*HIGH PITCHED UNINTELLIGIBLE PTERODACTYL SCREECHING NOISES*

SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEECCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

ALKSFHG KADLGJDALKG DAJGLKDAJGLDKAJ GALJG HDALKJ 

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

IGGY PULLING ME CLOSE TO HIM IS LIKE GODS ALMIGHTY IT’S BETTER THAN THE HEAVENS IT’S BETTER THAN COOKIES, IGGY REACHING TO HUG AND PULL CLOSE IS MY ABSOLUTE END IT’S MY DEATH, I’M GONE, EVERYBODY GO HOME THIS WINS EVERYTHING, THIS TOUCHES MY MOST FRAGILE WEAKNESSES

IGGY, STRONG AND CUTE AND SOFT IGGY, WARM AND COMFY, PULLING CLOSE. I CAN’T…EVEN BEGIN DESCRIBING HOW HEARTWARMING, HOW TOUCHING, HOW MUCH OF A SOFT MENTAL IMAGE THAT IS, LIKE, IT’S SO SINCERE??? IT’S SO PURE???????????? IT’S SO…TOUCHING, IT’S SO FULL OF HEART AND SINCERITY AND I DON’T KNOW HOW TO HANDLE THESE EMOTIONS ALONE GODS DAMN ME I’M DONE AJHD DGLDKA DJLKG JALKH KJH LKG JALKDGJ ADLKHAJH

Aaah….the bit with ‘you have let no one down, promise’ really got me… hgnhjfhnfg OTL Because I did sorta feel like that for a moment. I…promised to answer to everyone, and I really mean to do it, I never never never never not ONCE considered not answering something. But without the continuations of all those first parts, I…can’t. As in, there’s literally nothing I can do about it. If it was original fics of mine, fine, I have them in my mind and I just rewrite them. But things that others wrote?? How do I recover that? Especially when they’re not around anymore to ask them…. :’(

I still feel sorta guilty, really. But I think that Iggy’s right in the sense that while I did mess up and can’t answer, it’s really not my fault, and no one is mad at me. No one complained or snapped at me. People have been understanding and very kind about it. I can’t help the guilt of knowing I lost such precious things, but…it’s me attacking myself. Others are not upset at me. They’re not disappointed, not that I know.

It’s so true, and sort of touching. Hnghng…thank you for that. It helped a lot with understanding the difference between me being unable to answer the asks, and peopel being disappointed. Gods…you’re damn right, Iggy…I’m sorry… :’(

hnhfn HDG FJFMGF JF

BUT THEN GLADIO COMES IN

AH

FUCK ALKSDJ FLGK HJDALKHD AJLHK

*INSTANTLY BURSTS INTO FLAMES*

*COLLAPSES AND STARTS HYSTERICALLY FLAILING ALL OVER THE PLACE*

*SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK*

*CLINGS TO SCREEN AND HUGS THIS ASK FOREVER*

GLADIO MY DEAR MY SWEETEST MY DARLING MY PRECIOUS BIG TEDDY BEAR MADE OF SWEETNESS AND ADORABLENESS AND INNOCENCE, MY PRECIOUS CUTIE PIE OF SINCERITY AND AFFECTION AND LOVE, SWEET PRECIOUS BABY BOY BABY, MOST ADORABLE SQUISHY BEAR, GLADIOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

*FALLS AND KEEPS SQUEAKING*

*LOUDLY CRYING*

GLADIO MY DEAREST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! GLADIO BABY BOY, SWEET ANGEL, GLADIO JOINED MY DEAR SWEET IGGY TOO AND HE’S BEING AN ANGEL ABSOLUTE CUPCAKE OF LOVE, MY SWEET PRECIOUS KNIGHT, LOOK AT HIM, LOOK AT HIM BEING SOFT AND GENTLE AS WE ALL KNOW HE IS, I CRY AKSLDJF GLKDJA I CAN’T DO THIS, IGGY BEING SWEET AND SOFT IS THE MOST BEAUTIFUL THING EVER BUT I’M ALSO SORTA USED TO IT BUT GLADIO, ALWAYS A HAPPY JOKING MESS, TURNING TO A SOFT SWEET CUPCAKE TALKING LOW AND BEING THE MOST GENTLE AND MOST TENDER OF SWEETIES ASKDLJF ASLKGDJAG I CAN’T

I MEAN

I’VE ALWAYS KNOWN GLADIO’S A DEAR SOFT TENDER CUPCAKE, BUT TO READ HIM THAT WAY IS NOT USUAL AND IT REALLY. LIKE REALLY GETS TO ME, IT SMACKS ME IN THE FACE AND PUNCHES ME WITH A SHOVEL AND I LOVE IT AKSLDJ ALKGJAD SWEET GLADDY DEAR BEING TENDER AND GENTLE IS ANOTHER OF MY WEAKEST MOST FRAGILE SPOTS, HWO DAER YOU ATTACK ME THIS WAY ASKFJLDG  ALKWJD FKLGJ AWKL YAWIFDGKLAJ 

*curls up and cries for the next 10 hours*

Gladdy dear, Gladdy bby, my sweet angel. IF IGGY AND GLADDY SAY IT THEY’RE RIGHT, IT’S THE TRUTH, AND I SHALL DO AS THEY SAY. THEY KNOW BEST AND I LOVE THEM. AND I CRY. KDJAG KHLAF HJFALKH J

Aaahhhh…I didn’t do it to be malicious or mean, I really didn’t  ;A;

Hnhgnhgnh….wh-why does Iggy and Gladdy talking to me feels this immensely, profoudnly comforting? Aaahhhhh OTL

*BURSTS INTO FLAMES AGAIN*

BUT GLADIO GRABBING MY CHIN AND PETTING HIS THUMB ON IT

DO YOU HAVE AN IDEA OF HOW

MICROSCOPIC

OF HOW ABSOLUTELY

T I N Y

I AM

LIKE

THE SMALLEST RACCOONIE

AND GLADIO’S SO BIG AND HIS HAND’S SO BIG AND HE REACHES AND GRABS MY CHIN AND OMG HIS HUGE HAND BEING GENTLE AND SUPER SOFT AND SUPER GENTLE

GRABBING MY TINY FACE, MY TINY CHIN ASKDLJ AGLKDJ KLAJ GLKAD GJADKL

AFKLJDA GLKJ FLKSJLKJFKLHFLKJLKDSFHSLKHSFDLSH DFJHLDSFK JHSKFDLH DLKHJ ESGHL

I WOULD. INSERT ANOTHER SCREAMING GIF HERE BUT I DON’T WANT YOUR COMPUTER/PHONE TO CRASH FUCK ME GODS DAMAN SJKDFDGKLADJKLGADJ GAS HRIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

*COMBUSTING**EXPLODES INTO THOUSANDS AND THOUSANDS OF SNOWFLAKES*

*SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEECCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH*

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

*THROWS SELF DOWNSTAIRS WHILE ON FIRE AND UNINTELLIGIBLY SCREECHING*

*HYSTERICALLY SOBBING*

I CAN’T

THAT’S TOO MUCHFOR ME, IT’S TOO SWEET, IT’ STOO GENTLE AND TOO DEAR, IT’S TOO SOFT AND SO BEAUTIFULLY FANTASTIC AND THE WARMEST AND LOVELIEST THINGE VER, THE MENTAL IMAGE IS HAUNTING ME IN THE MOST BEAUTIFUL WAY EVER AND IT’S PROBABLY NEVER GOING TO LEAVE MY HEAD, CONGRATULATIONS, YOU’VE TRAUMATIZED THE MOON RACCOON BUT LIKE

IN THE BEST AND FLUFFIEST AND MOST LOVING WAY EVER 

OH MY GAWD MY HE

MY HEART

*CLUTCHES CHEST*

SOMEBODY HELPAD SFKGJL HADJKLHJA FKL YMY HEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAART KALSJ DLKASJ AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH MY HEART WASN’T MADE TO STAND THESE LEVELS OF ROMANCE AND LOVE AND SINCERITY AND PURITY AND ABOSLUTE MAX ADORABLENESS AND FLUFFINESS AND SQUISHY SPONGINESS AKSJD AKDLJH ALKHJ

*IS DED*

AH. FUCK. GODDAMN. ALKFGDKLH FKLAG NDAKHFD DGKLJGFHN MY HEART IS SO….F UL L HNHG FKNHFGF

Omg this has gotten so lONG but I just. I have a LOT of feelings and so many aksldjfaksgjad and I’m short circuiting inside, I CAN’T STOP RANTING I’M SORRY AKLSDJF DGKLHF AJKLH AJDKGLJDALKGJ

“Remember we still love you, no matter what happens. Alright?”

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH NNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

THAT IS SO SWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEET

THAT IS SO PRECIOUS AND SO DEAR AND SO ABSOLUTELY SINCERE AND SO PURE, HOW DA-

*SOBS*

HOW 

APSLKJFG KLAJDLKG AJLKGAJD HLKDAJ HADLKHAJ

OH NO THAT’S TOO SWEET, THAT’S TOO SINCERE AND TOO BEAUTIFULLY BEAUTIFUL, HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO HANDLE MY FEELINGS!?!?!?! SKDJFAKLGDJA HKDLAJG GODS DAMN ME I CAN’T DO THIS. I CAN’T. LOOK AT THIS, LOOK AT THIS PRECIOUS ASK AND- IGGY HOLDING ME RIGHT TO HIS SIDE WHILE GLADDY HOLDS MY CHIN AND TELLS ME SO SOFTLY THAT THEY LOVE ME DESPITE HOW MUCH OF A KLUTZ I CAN BE, OH NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

MY HEART IS SO FUUUUUUUUULLLLLLLLLLLLL AND EXPLODING AND CRYING ALONG ME BECAUSE THIS IS TOO MUCH HOW DO I CONTROL ALL THESE FEELINGS AND THINGS THAT I’M FEELING, ALSKDJ FGKDLHAJKL FUCK MY HEART WASN’T MADE TO STAND THESE QUANTITIES OF LVOE AND ADORATION AND FLUFFINESS, ALL MY EMOTIONS ARE PURING OUT OF THE CRACKS OF MY HEART THAT IS BREAKING BECAUSE IT’S SO FULL TO THE LIMIT AND IT CAN’T STAND ALL THIS SINCERITY AND ALL THIS FLUFFINESS AND ALL THIS AKSDJ FGKLJDA LKJF DKLGJ ADKLGADJGLKADJKLDGJ THAT I’M FEELING HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

*LOUDLY CRYING*

IGGY BBY AND GLADDY BBY, I’M YOURS, IMMA BURY IN YOUR JACKETS AND CRY B C IT’S TOO SWEET AND OVERWHELMING AND I DON’T KNOW HOW ELSE TO REACT, PLEASE HUG ME AND SNUGGLE THE RACCOONIE AND LET IT CRY BC IT’S SO HAPPEH AND ITS HEART SO TOUCHED AND SO FULL AND SO AKSDJ LAKDGJ ND WEAK AND TENDER OMG AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Aaaaaahhhhhhhh….my…my heart…. (���﹏╥) 

Hnhngnhg…I’m sorry I was so mean to myself. This ask is so soft and so full of love, it makes me feel bad about feeling so bad, I didn’t mean it and I shouldn’t have beat myself up so much about it alkjsdlkgjadlkgjadlga. 

Dear gods. Goddammit. Adklsadgjaldkgjda (╥﹏╥)

Imma. Imma curl up now. In my mental image of my babies hugging me because it’s so sweet and so immensely, surprisingly and genuinely comforting. Imma stay here in my happy place, comforted and hugged and Imma nap there because that’s self-care and Imma do all the self care I can DAMMIT AKLSDJ SLAGJ DALKJG

Aaah…how dare Iggy and Gladio have this sort of immense power on me… o(TヘTo)

Hgnhf,gmhnf,fg.

Omg.

Dear anon.

I’m absolutely drained, but like…in a genuinely good way. I feel so comforted and hugged. But Iggy and Gladdy wouldn’t have found my inbox if it wasn’t thanks to your attention, your time, and your care. Thank you so much. I know I already thanked you for all the things you did in this ask, but I really, really mean it. Thank you so much, dear anon. For everything involving this ask and your intentions and alskj dalkjh flaj goddammit I’m a molten puddle, pls snuggle the crying molten puddle o(TヘTo)

Aaahhh, dear anon. Imma throw my magic at you for something TWICE AS HAPPY AND BEAUTIFUL THAN THIS happens to you within this month, you beautiful you. All the joy and comfort you give goes/shall go back to you, ya know, and it’s not just raccoonie magic, it’s also PHYSICS. 

Aaahhh. Thank you, sweet hooman. Thank you so much. o(TヘTo)

PLEASE DO HAVE A MOST FANTASTIC DAY OR NIGHT!!! MACCOONIE HUGS FOR YOU!! ;w;

[girlreportsmoved]

you give me such a strong sense of who lois is and that means so much to me. the depth you go into when it comes to her background and her childhood and putting the time to develop her relationship with her sister is so inspiring and something that really speaks to me as a reader. in doing this, no matter what you write, i am on board for because i have a deeper understanding of why she does what she does through you. in other words - you are the bees knees

  FDJKL THANK YOU !!!    that’s so touching oml, honestly lois’ background always varies depending on the canon & i try my best to like piece it together in a way that makes sense because shes been done wrong in her history sm lmao but honestly coming from you this is SUCH a compliment & i am SO glad. you put so much depth & work into your muse every day with your posts & disgregarding at all the shit people, even his writer, as thrown at him h o n e stly ur an ICON & i always look forward to having you on my dash. thank you so much.

WHAT IS ONE THING YOU LIKE ABOUT THE WAY I PLAY MY CHARACTER? @goldensaviour.

[pinesdevil]

hey everyone by bday is on sunday

i wanna maybe stream something on rabbit for everyone?? but i don’t really know what i should watch or what ppl might be interested in ...... is there anything anyone here might want to watch w/ me fdjkl

[shadowedmagic-a]

[ @littlemxtchgirl ] OBSERVE?

send a word and i will write a drabble about our muses - accepting!

@littlemxtchgirl​ , William ( Survivor Verse ) , word count: 997

     It wasn’t unnatural for William to feel as though he was being watched. In fact, it was a sensation he’d become accustomed to early on in his life. His height and certain features tended to draw attention, he supposed. Though his reserved mannerisms, thankfully, seemed to outweigh it for the most part.

     When he’d first woken up in this world, the feeling was more… prominent, especially during the night when it felt as though the darkness itself was alive. Which, according to his companions, seem to in fact be the case. He��d become more inclined to believe them only after he’d found himself lingering in the dark a little too long, and felt something brushing their claws upon his neck.

     Needless to say, the others hadn’t been too please about being woken up by his screams, especially given the long day before, expecting monsters attacking the camp; though they’d been mostly sympathetic in the face of his stammered explanations and quickly apologies. Still, the memory made him wince in embarrassment, an action he was unfortunately intimate with at this point in time

     This, however, felt different from the eyes he swore he sometimes saw within the dark. William had tried to ignore it at first, but the feeling refused to disperse. Intensifying even to the point where he stilled his hands from their task ( stitching in the holes of some oddly shaped hats and vests he’d been handed ) to glance around at his surroundings. Perhaps it was one of the children? He’d noticed them occasionally staring at him before, but surely they would’ve said something by now if that were the case?

     Turns out, it wasn’t the case. As far as he could tell, he seemed to be perfectly alone in the quiet night ( Ms. Wickerbottom having retired not too long ago ), and yet the feeling of being watched continued to persist. What in Heaven’s-

     And then his eyes caught onto something sitting upon the storage chests, it’s single button eye staring silently back into his. 

     William held its gaze for a moment or two longer before tension he hadn’t even realized was there left his body, a silent laugh escaping him as he shook his head in amusement. It’d been a teddy bear all along and he couldn’t find it within him to be surprised. Maybe he was finally getting used to the odd nature of this world. 

     Setting down his sewing needle, ( a bit generous to call what appeared to be a whittled tooth a needle, though he could respect the ingenuity of it ), William stood up, walked over to where the toy plush sat and crouched down before it, letting his fingers lightly trace over its worn seams. 

“ Why, aren’t you just a charming fellow? ”   he murmured into the quiet night, looking around in hopes of seeing its owner,   “ Where’s your friend? ”

     He was fairly certain he recalled the bear belonging to Willow, a theory supported by scorch marks staining the plush. For some reason, it felt rather odd for her to be without the toy by her side. 

     It was funny, really, William thought absentmindedly. He was pretty sure the dream that woke him that night was also about Willow and the bear. The two of them seemed so, so cold  ( because of him )  and he could do nothing but watch as they slowly… 

     The faint recollection of the dream quickly faded out of reach, not that he was complaining if the way his throat tightened was any indication of how he felt. He felt prickles down his neck as it felt as though the bear was judging him, to which he frowned slightly and looked away, a bit ashamed.

“ It’s not as if I want to be having nightmares every night, ”   he muttered defensively, letting out a brief yawn at the reminder of how much sleep he’d been skipping these days… It must be nice to be made of nothing more than fabric and stuffing, not having to worry about rest.

“ I’ll have to remember to ask Ms. Willow for your name next I see her, ”   he said, mostly to himself, before turning towards the bear again with a weak smile,   “ You know, I used to have a friend just like you when I was little? In fact, he was the reason I first held a needle. ”

     It’d been so long he’d almost forgotten about it, the memory ( far, far warmer and more pleasant ) faded and fogged up by time, but still hitting him with nostalgia for simpler times. He wondered if the bear had any of those, unable to help but feel as though it was more than just than simple toy William knew it was... Or maybe he just felt lonely.

“ Perhaps I’ll ask Ms. Willow if she'd be against me stitching up some of your tears, though it’s clear she’s put a lot of attention into you, hasn’t she? ” 

     As expected, the bear didn’t answer, but William could continue to feel it’s button eye staring into him.

“ You’ve been keeping an eye on her, haven’t you? ”   he sounded ridiculous to his own ears, but his words felt so true for reasons he didn’t want to linger on. 

“ ...I’m not going to hurt her, I swear it. ”

     He wasn’t quite sure what prompted him to mutter out the words as if it were a confession, he would never hurt any of the others  ( surely? )  and Willow especially would be able to burn him alive before he could even dream about harming her. 

     But it felt like the right thing to say ( why? ) and it seemed to appease the bear, the sensation he’d been having all night finally, slowly fading. William stared a little longer at the plush bear before shaking his head, mystified, and returned to his abandoned task. 

...He took his earlier thought back, he was still far from being used to how things worked in this odd, odd world.

     But at least the bear seemed happy, for now.

[therewas-a-girl]

whitecanarrow replied to your post “hi, just wondering, if you're wondering about felicity/olicity fans...”

fjekl;ajkl;fdjkl;e WHAT IS THIS TRAIN WRECK OF AN ASK. perfect response, btw. this is so fucking transparent. these are the kind of fans who pretend they want "OTA" friendship & really they mean Olicity with Diggle as a blatant shipper. I saw red at "stays in her lane." & I'm so over people deciding that the actors' opinions on the best part of the show should be adopted by every fan. WE ALL WATCH FOR OUR OWN REASONS. ugh sry just wanted to join in on the ranty fun

the more the merrier. 

i never understood why actor’s opinions are right up there with canon. i mean, they’re actors presenting their product. they are doing their job promoting what sells, what is liked. and also, sometimes, professing their own, personal opinions. as individuals. 

i respect that and sometimes even enjoy it - they put a lot fo thought into these characteres, like S.A’s headcanons about oliver, or EBR’s about felicity. David Ramsey’s thoughts about Digg/Lyla were a blessing, i loved it. its’ great. but in the end, they’re as much individuals as i am. you are, everyone else is. their word is not law - it’s interpretation. 

like - EBR apparently ships raylicity way harder than she ships olicity, (which i find hilarious, tbw) - or so i was told by another anon a while ago. is that supposed to mean something to me? nope. her preference, her right to have one. i do not admire it, but its none of my business. 

the dude who plays lance, katie kassidy and caity apparently had these long talks about teh lance family and came up with all sorts of history and tiny details. that’s great material for fic, if one chooses to adopt it. 

Katie Cassidy has always shipped lauriver. great for her! She also wanted Laurel to go full on in love with Nyssa - i was utterly overjoyed by this. it didn’t happen, but im still happy. 

i absolutely love the fact that david ramsey loves OTA, i love it too. it brings me joy. (when it is about them three, for real, like it was in 5.20. it was fucking beautiful). but i doubt very much that these statements were as exclusionary of other characters as fandom in general would like them to be. 

[asmallbluedinosaurnamed-chonk]

im fucking devastated

a collection of fanfictions that i wanted to read got deleted and i hadnt finished\

like,,,, the fukcimg memories that i had wit those storyies fjd like plleasse man leyt me fukciennd read the storeis but  now its all gone and i can only remember the art for the cover on wattpad and i jsutsdf :(((((((((((( ahhhhhh hhhhhahhhhh hhhhhhhhhhhhhhh im dufkicng cryig

god,,, th e stories s wheehre so goodo toooooo ghghghghghghghghghghghgh