#whooo first time using that tag that’s fun

[cherrymoof]

yippee bird dude,

also known as my first largely successful foray into human anatomy which happened spontaneously with no planning or sketching shapes or marking proportions of the body so have this sketch that I may have slipped into another level of reality for making 👍

also can’t find the maker of the tutorial on tumblr but here’s a link to a post with the guide that helped me make this

[aromanticasterisms]

iansan relevance right off the bat let's fucking go

[randomyuu]

the way it follows you home, the stories i never told

My guy Vox once again graced us with lovely Goyuu fanfics, and the way it follows you home, the stories i never told, made me go FERAL.

Time travel? Two Gojou Satorus? Double affection for our sunshine Yuuji? Yuuji sandwich? What feels like possible continuation of (you'll whisper, serpent tongue) what you fear you have become???

FUCK.

I need to stop indulging my imagination too much. I should’ve been content with writing long-ass comments but noooooo, my brain goes “you gotta draw it”. DAMMIT VOX, YOU AND YOUR DELICIOUS WRITINGS HHHHHH

So… usually I should’ve picked a favourite scene that is within my drawing capability, but I just… love all three chapters??? So I made a questionable time investment? I can’t stop??? Help???

This is probably the most ambitious fanart project I’ve ever done so far. Fair enough, considering I might combust if I keep these welled-up emotions inside from reading Vox’s Goyuu fics. Fuck.

Fic info:

Title: the way it follows you home, the stories i never told

Author: @voxofthevoid

Pairing: YuuGoGo. Future!Yuuji, Future!Gojou, Teen!Gojou

(idk why I laugh writing YuuGoGo. I’m beyond help)

Currently, it is 3 chapters out of 8. And it’s gonna be NSFW chapter 4 onwards, so don’t forget to read the tags first, folks!

The drawings are under Read More, because I have lots of thoughts surrounding each chapter and drawings. It’ll be hella long if I didn’t hide it here. It was a mess down there. A combination of hours before, during, and after I read said fic. I’d say good luck finding the art among the sea of jumbled words but… you’ll find them easily. Don’t worry about it haha

SPOILERS FOR ALL 3 CHAPTERS! I highly recommend reading those first before diving into these drawings!

Also for the comics, read from right to left please!

From here on, I will be referring to the Future!Gojou as Gojou and the teenage one as Satoru.

Overall, drawing all these is fun! Really fun! This project pushed me quite hard, forcing me to test my limit (because I rarely draw this much back to back). Since this is a combination of drawings and comics, the coloring style will not be consistent. In a way, I want to try some brushes I never get to use, as well as try out my new graphic tablet. Drawing these got me giggling because I was finally able to let loose during line art. It's much easier to do so, and sometimes I just get to reread the fic and giggle to myself for the nth time.

CHAPTER 1:

Whooo. Whooooooooo—

Ok, ok, the premise is just that good. It intrigued me, fascinated me, and I just… oomph. I cannot refuse a Time Travel Yuuji Sandwich. Sign me up.

Honestly, there are two scenes that are just… a bit too clear in my mind when reading this chapter. That would be the one I drew above, and the other is when Yaga called Gojou to come outside of the class. I love, loooove how Vox wrote Satoru’s POV. And when Yuuji fucking giggles?

I lost it.

Can you imagine, drawing Yuuji grins, with shiny stuff, maybe some sunlight, just purely happy and indulging Gojou?

Help me, for I am drowning in my love and adoration for Yuuji.

Page 2 is an experiment on using harsh black as shading (kind of?). I really enjoyed colouring Yuuji, and drawing those buffalo skulls! I wish I can grasp the concept of contrast a bit better tho :v

CHAPTER 2:

This is probably the only chapter where I picture still images instead of comic panels. A bit like those cool chapter covers in mangas. The one I really, really want to draw is the scene with Satoru on the table. Can’t pass the opportunity to highlight Satoru being a brat, albeit a really cool brat.

Cool idea drawing always proves to be a challenge, because of course my artistic skill just so happens to be below the requirement. Thank you, Sketchfab, for the chair and desk’s perspective otherwise I’m screwed lmao

The second scene that I want to draw the most is this:

Gojou is one step away from climbing Yuuji. Also, I have a bit of a problem picturing a man pouting that makes him look crazy instead, so please have Gojou pouting adorably instead. Because, as Yuuji said (with love), Gojou is (also) a brat.

This is possibly my favorite art in this project, after Yuuji's in Chapter 1 page 2. It's clean because I don't have to draw background, and I was having a fun time drawing Yuuji. And Gojou's squishy cheek as well.

Oh, actually, there is a “manga” scene in this chapter. It’s when Yuuji said, “I love Satoru.”

I just—

AAAAAHHHHH YUUJIIIIIII YOU AND VOX ARE GONNA BE THE DEATH OF ME. That secure relationship between Yuuji and Gojou? Satoru’s description of how Yuuji’s smile could blot out the sun??? Not me screaming 💀 I also see bits of hints of possible co-dependency, though I could be reading those wrong, but either way I’m good. Secure and possessive relationships are fun to consume hhhhhh

But yeah. There are too many wholesome Yuuji smiles in this fic, and I… I am not confident enough to draw genuine happiness. It’s too much for me ∠( ᐛ 」∠)＿

For this chapter, another reason why I chose these two scenes is just because I want to try and draw cover-worthy pictures of Yuuji and Satoru, and Yuuji and Gojou (cough)

CHAPTER 3:

We start the chapter with Nanamin. Ah, Nanamin. I forgot what his teen self looked like and was surprised to see his design again lmao

I want to draw Yuuji and Nanami scene because… I just want to, I guess. I have never drawn him before (Yaga as well) so that's an interesting challenge. I got two ideas on how I want to draw it. One is a bit painting-esque, and the other one is like another chapter cover. In the end, I chose the cover one because I want to emphasise the difference between teen!Nanami and the Nanami from Yuuji’s original timeline, and how the watch feels like a connection between the same (yet not) person. It’s a bittersweet feeling? In a way?

I’m not really good at explaining my intention ∠( ᐛ 」∠)＿

I love Yuuji’s answer to Nanami's question.

AND FINALLY.

A Yuuji SandwichTM scene.

And oh B O I do I love it. Have I told you I like every chapter? I probably have. But this one? Satoru’s curiosity, Yuuji’s on-brand self-deprecation, and Gojou come strolling down to show more of Yuuji to his mini-self. I want to draw this whole scene, from Gojou finding them, feeding Yuuji snacks, bitch-slapping Satoru into the backroom, to Yuuji growling. Them trying to hide a boner from Yuuji’s growl got me cackling so hard I LOVE IT 😭

I love it all. Please love Yuuji in my stead, Satoru and Satonyan :3

Oh! Also! 40-finger Yuuji sounds really, really cool! I’ll be happy with whatever Vox will give us in future chapters, but 40-finger Yuuji… possible scene with this timeline’s Sukuna… my god. The action! The drama! The bloodshed! One can only hope.

However, as much as I love that whole scene, it’s still too much for me :”) I’m still not yet confident in delivering the humour and action. Also my already-long drawing plan had my brain groaning in protest so I can’t push my luck :'D

When Gojou said "He looks sweet, but he's a bit of a beast", I kept picturing Yuuji staring innocently, but there was an edge to his look. As if the moment Satoru looks away, he will pounce. But in the end I just stick with innocent-looking Yuuji because I accidentally drew his eyes that way and I want to keep it in lol

Since Satoru points out how soft and cuddly Yuuji is, I also want to draw soft Yuuji :v

And the last one… is the last scene. For some reason, I read that both Gojou and Satoru share Yuuji’s lap and was having a frustrating yet fun time figuring out how it’s… physically possible, without having their butts on the ground because they both are not small at all. As I lined the art, I reread it again and… perhaps I read it wrong? Satoru is beside Yuuji, and not on his lap? So yeah, this one might be the least accurate, but hey, at least you can view it as a crack drawing or something :v

AAAANNNDDD I HAVE EXCEEDED TODAY’S BRAIN CAPACITY OF FORMING WORDS

Have I told you I love this fic?

…I probably have.

Have an amazing week (❁´▽`❁)*✲ﾟ*

[b1mbodoll]

i havent requested anything on your blog 😂 i'm just saying its kinda crazy how you have this blog and can't keep up with the work you're doing. obviously its not a requirement to write but that was the purpose of your blog. if you want to make friends and talk thats all on you and i don't care if you do but you're not working 💀💀���💀 do you not understand a thing im saying like i'm putting it very simply. the whole origin of this ask was you being biased when talking to anons and you saying "they interact with me the most" as an explanation for favoritism is crazy. its not even making friends you're just baselessly flirting with them and saying "its for fun" as if those type of asks still won't come off as a way of hurting people even if its not your intention. and i stand for what i said 🤷🏾‍♀️

how is flirting hurting you? can you explain that to me??? lmfao this is so crazy. if you dont like how i operate on my blog then block me, its that easy. or come off fucking anon so i can block you 😭😭 wasting not only my time but urs as well by sayin stupid stuff like this.

the purpose of my blog is for me to decide and i use it to write and post my thoughts, drabbles scenarios, whatever i want and i do that. i never said i was going to write full on fics if thats what ur mad about as well? im not a serious writer and if you dont like that im sorry but dont try to undermine my work simply bc its short drabbles n scenarios.

this favoritism thing again??? just say youre jealous or smth like i dont understand how this hurts peoples feelings if these anons are doing the interacting first… like its not an excuse its just facts. i dont even know who my anons are so how would i seek them out? your whole behavior is very odd like get off my page if you dont like it!!!!!!! write shit yourself if ur gna bitch at people and hide behind an anonymous message.

im so stuck on “those type of asks wont still come off as a way of hurting people” whooo is hurt by flirting??? like are you genuinely upset about that and if so why? you dont know me, you dont own me, and you most certainly are not in any position to order me on what i do when it comes to interacting with people or running my account.

if you even scroll through my account or look thru my tags you can just find the writing you want to see. or look through my masterlist its there for a reason. ive been working my ass off posting the requests i got and i think you may be confused by that. the requests are just asks in my inbox from when they were open and thats what im replying to. the new drabbles ive put out are requests and the hentai pieces were even inspired by a mina hentai request i got. like i literally am answering past requests idk why ur saying im not????

[m1ckeyb3rry]

FR i love reading platonic and familial relationships too so perfect match LMAOO

Naoya is THE opp im glad to see most people also hate him too but he somehow still has a sizable fan base in the east shdgsjs

NOO PI GIRLIES GETTING HATE?? Elakshi too?? Damn wtf….whatd they even do like?? Also Elakshi also like….definitely not spotlighted as much as other characters and even Tullia?? so I’m like bro what’s there to hate??? I loved the moments where we saw her and the extra drama and story she added but I can’t even think of a specific moment where people can go and attack her for like?? Also is it really that deep SGSHS I can understand like hate comments if a story is specifically setting up a character to be a villain or someone disliked (Naoya’s a good example LMAO) but it rubs me the wrong way when I see blatant hate for OCs or even just side characters like…I mean constructive criticism is one thing but straight up hate….

I love the balance between goofy and serious with y/n and todo’s friendship!!! Honestly a very different approach to him than I’ve seen in other works and it makes me appreciate todo a lot more LMAO

I can totally see gojo as a swiftie I imagine he sings really loudly in the car with Ijichi driving LMAOOO

No because Naoya will always be an opp I seriously can’t see him as anything other than ew

Bro I’m not getting over Tullia getting sliced?? Shibuya chapter hit me hard HAGSH

ME CRYING AT THE PHOTO ALBUM

BEST FRIENDS BROTHER I WILL BE AWAITING THAT I cant wait to return to the goofy ball kicking boys

I actually laughed so hard reading I Leave You THEYRE SO DUMB LMFAOOOO

WAIT LMAOOO YUKI AND MRS L/N MOOTS SO TRUE stop that actually would be so true honestly i can kinda see some similarities between yuki and yuta now that I put them side by side so makes sense that pi y/n would probably go for yuki LOL (bonus points if she meets him via her mom) (also noted about the tags i lowk forgot that’s how they worked LMAO also forgot the search feature within accounts exists as you can tell I really don’t use tumblr for anything other than straight reading LOL)

-Karasu anon

i think adding platonic and familial relationships makes a work/character feel much more well-rounded!! sometimes if you write something longer it can feel one-dimensional or fall flat without those other relationships being explored. given pi’s immense word count it would’ve (to me) felt v awkward of the whole thing was y/n + yuta centered only!!

NAOYA THE OPP OF ALL TIME i have mutuals who like him too and i won’t deny that he does have a pretty character design but like…there’s just so many characters in jjk who are pretty and have better personalities 😭 he’s lowkey kinda funny sometimes just because of how outrageous he is and i think he would be fun to write in a very specific way (his dynamic w y/n in pi is super interesting to me actually because there’s a lot of really weird layers there) but not at all in an actually romantic one…more of a toxic character study or smth like that perhaps. but i fear i will not be the one for that!!

LMAOOOO I DON’T GET IT EITHER apparently the scene during the exchange event where she beats y/n and tullia is 10 ten anime villain moments FKFDJJS let’s ignore how everyone would’ve eaten it up if it was y/n outsmarting people…the truth is that a) y/n got cocky in that fight and b) it was meant to set up how she loses a bit of reason when it comes to the safety of her friends (explaining her going to sukuna in shibuya/‘killing’ herself in shinjuku) but whatever…fuck elakshi ig 😭 all of them hating on the woc immigrant character FAKE ASF LMAOAO /j she’s not meant to be entirely lovable ofc but idk some of those comments are crazy 😨 someone commented “this fic would be perfect if it didn’t have OCs” or smth like that which is what prompted that post where i was complaining that you mentioned in your v first ask/karasu request HAHAHA I WAS TAKEN ABACK LIKE WHOOO COMMENTS THAT ON A FIC?? what do you want me to do at this point too like that’s not even constructive criticism that’s just someone being annoying!! go read smth else tf 😭

YESS pi has converted so many to todoism honestly he seems like a fun guy plus he canonically has really good hygiene and smells nice so tbh bf material?? yeah he’s kinda weird but ykw it’s workable 😫

tullia getting sliced is one of the most diabolical scenes i think esp because there’s so many moments where you’re like “wait she COULD make it” and you experience all of these ups and downs w y/n and at the end it doesn’t matter because she does anyways. UGHH the moment when the l/ns refuse to heal her…haha i think one of the author’s notes on peregrine is literally “l/n slander is always welcome iykyk” and it’s because l/n clan slander was a HUGE thing on this blog back when pomegranate ink was coming out HAHAHA they truly are so villainous

bro i went to do the otoya version of bfb first because i was like “ok smth quick and easy and then i can put my authorussy into the karasu version” except now it’s over 10k words and they’re still not together yet 😭😭😭 i was hoping to post tn but we’ll see how long it takes me to finish 😫 i’m super excited for the karasu version though hehe not even going to attempt predicting how long it’ll be because ik i’ll be wrong but it’s going to be a good blend of cute and a bit angsty (def more serious than freaky friday or fwtkac but not ANGSTY angsty yk!! more like karasu having a mediocrity complex like usual)

YUKI AND MRS L/N BEING MODEL BESTIES IS SUCH A FUNNY THOUGHT TO ME LMAOAOA no because real shit yuki is the yuta of bllk TO ME (even though yuta and isagi look rlly similar) 😩 i think he and pi y/n would actually be so cute together (plus imagine if her and her mother showed up to u20 vs bllk LMAOO you KNOW otoya and karasu would be FIENDING like chigiri’s sister is bad enough but famous model mrs l/n and her gorgeous daughter in the audience?? they’re done for 😭)

tumblr is so confusing don’t worry i’m still figuring shit out and i’ve been using the app (albeit very inconsistently) since 2021…tbh i think my tumblr usage finally became consistent since i got into bllk HAHAHA like before i only followed a couple accounts and only really got on to reblog fanart, post fic updates, and answer asks whereas now i’m a bit better abt following more people (i have a horrible ratio though LDJDJSJSK 60 following vs 850 followers 😓 i’m working on it because i love having an active dash) and interacting w others. truly tumblr is what you make of it ime like if you try to be friends then people will be friendly back but if you just want to lurk and read/enjoy other people’s posts then no one is mad about that!! it’s honestly a rlly fun form of social media to me (plus i like that you can easily choose not to see stuff you don’t want to). that said some of the functions are goofy so it’s easy to be confused HAHA

[millenialfanfictionaddiction]

🐈 Being Nekoma's Manager 🐈

Being Kuroo's Little Sister and Dating Kenma

Kenma Kozume featuring Nekoma x Kuroo YN

Warnings: I don't think there are any actually??

AN: This is an Anon request!

🌠 Please Like, Reblog and/or Share to help support my writing 🌠

Fun fact, Nekoma, Seijoh and Inarizaki are my favorite teams 🙌🏻

That had absolutely zero relevance in these headcannons but here we are 😅

Ok back to the program

First off, being the manager for Nekoma is like randomly picking out Jelly beans to eat

Sometimes, you get pink or red one and everything is great 👍🏻

The days are great and everything is fine

And sometimes you get the licorice jelly beans 🙃

And everything is absolute chaos

Add to the fact that your big brother just so happens to be Kuroo and well, I think you can see where THIS is headed 🙄

Seriously I think Nekoma would be one of the best teams to manage in Haikyuu

Like they have Yamamoto but like even he's containable to some extent 😆

They also have Lev but like in comparison to the other teams, I feel like they got off light 🤣

So when your brother asks you to manage the team, you of course agree

I mean, you need a club and you get to spend quality time with your brother

It's a win win 🏆

You also get to spend time with Kenma 👀

Whom you just happen to have a huge freaking crush on

And spoiler alert: he has one on you too 😍

But you don't know that yet

Because Kenma gives nothing away

Mans will take notes and observe you while he's play his video games and you will have no idea

He's stealthy 😶‍🌫️

You've known Kenma for years through your brother

You totally tagged along with them for everything

Kuroo was annoyed, Kenma was entertained 🤗

Anyways, that's how your friendship with Kenma developed

But it wasn't until high school that Kenma saw you as more than "just a friend"

The fact that you were friend zoned 😭😭😭

Anyways, when you walk into your first day of volleyball practice and Kenma sees you

Everything changes 🌈

His eyes widen 😳 and he just stares

Like mans isn't even LOOKING at the game in his hands 😲

When you see him and smile, whooo ✋️

That's the end YN, you've got that man 4 life!

From that day forward, we begin the awkward journey to dating Kenma 🤣

Ok but seriously, I think it would actually be you who has to push a relationship

It's not that Kenma doesn't want a relationship but he's not going to ask you out

He wants to know you like him first

Mans doesn't want his heart shattered 🥺

So when you start hanging out with him, sitting closer to him and dropping all the hints, he'll notice

But you have to make the first move

But like, all you have to say is "I like you Kenma"

Then he will say "then go out with me"

Boom 💥 👏🏻 that's it

Now I bet you're wondering how your big brother feels about all of this

Well, honestly he's so jealous 🤣

Not that Kenma had taken you away oh no no

Quite the opposite actually, that you've taken Kenma from him 😅

Please you and Kenma are a dream team when it comes to ganging up on Kuroo

"Kenma will you get up"- Kuroo

"Lay off Kuroo, I'm literally standing here ready to go"- Kenma

"Yeah he's at least exerting his energy to do more than just yell at people"- you

Boom 💥 high five 🤚🏻

Yaku thinks you and Kenma dating is the best 🤣

You and Kenma have a great system

He tears Lev down and you build Lev back up 😆

"Lev your footing sucks"- Kenma

"But that was a great block Lev"- You 🤗

A classic case of good cop bad cop

Honestly it actually works for Lev

Yaku and Kai are amazed

Dream team material 🙌🏻

Normally, when it comes to you Kenma is pretty laid back

He will definitely show a level of affection towards you

Cheek kisses, holding hands, hugging

Please he does it right in front of Kuroo to get him all riled up 🤣

"Will you please stop touching my baby sister?"- Kuroo

"Will you stop watching us?"- you

"This is my team YN! I can kick you off"- Kuroo

"If YN goes, I go"- Yamamoto

Yaku, Kenma, Lev, Fukunaga and Kai all raise their hands to agree 🤣

However there is one person who can and will rile Kenma up 👀

He knows both of Kenma's weaknesses well

1) exercise 2) YN

And that is none other than Alaashi 😳

Seriously he's probably the most matched with Kenma in terms of strategy

I meam, he works with Bokuto come on people he has to have a strategy 👏🏻

So when Alaashi sees how close you and Kenma are, he gets a wicked idea 😏

Akaashi is a Sagittarius and we are legit so petty it's unbelievable

So when Nekoma is playing against Karasuno during training camp, Akaashi seizes his opportunity

"Hey there YN"- Akaashi

"Oh hi Akaashi what can I help you with?"- You, completely unsuspecting

"Well I was wondering if maybe you'd be available to help us tonight wirh extra practice? You are so capable and you know Bokuto adores you"- Akaashi

"HI YN" Bokuto, completely on cue waving at you 👋🏻👋🏻

Now Kenma looks over to see this exchange happening and his eyes are boring holes into Akaashi's head

If looks could kill, RIP Akaashi 🙏🏻

"Umm well, I'm not sure if I can or not"- you

Now Kuroo is fully engaged and smirking like crazy as he watches Kenma fuming

You look to Kenma to see him glaring 😑

"Come on Yn. It's just for a while"- Akaashi

"Umm ok I guess it wouldn't hurt"- you, shrugging

Ope 😅

Akaashi walks away so pleased

Bokuto is literally bouncing off the walls

Kuroo is smirking and poking the wound

"You gonna let Akaashi get away with that?"- Kuroo

"I'm coming with you to practice tonight"- Kenma

Pls kuroo is so shocked but so happy 🤣

You can bet that Kenma will not let uou anywhere near Akaashi during third Gym Squad practice 🤣

[l0ve-persevering]

Hermitcraft Drabble :D

long post ahead (i sure hope it does) 

 whooo boy this ones kinda weird but here we go:

TikTok Has arrived on Hermitcraft! As well as other trends that take Season 9 by storm, one has particularly caught on: ‘I kissed my best friend’. 

feel free to continue/continue this au, (though please tag me i wanna see) 

it was just a concept that I HAD to write out cus it was eating me alive. Enjoy :)

contains:

Mumbo/Grian (but platonic), Etho/Bdubs, Cleo & JoeHills (PLATONIC.), Ren/Doc, Keralis/Xisuma and Grian/Scar

Fluff. All fluff. 

Lil smooches but not very detailed. 

MUMBO AND GRIAN

Its the first thing Grian does when seeing Mumbo back on the server

Literally. the first.

Mumbo climbs out of the server portal sipping a lil milk tea boba with tapioca cus duh.

Scar (subtly filming) and Grian are waiting for him at Spawn when he climbs out, a sideways smile on his face

and Woah!! music starts playing!!

And Mumbo’s smile drops because music and grian are never good signs.

He still has not forgotten that mumbo for mayor song.

And as the beat drops, grian leans forward (pinching mumbos cheeks) and gives him a nice big peck on the lips.

Mumbo is in shock.

And promptly spits out his drink.

Right into Grian’s face.

Grian, to his credit, is not at all offended and rolling on the floor laughing, propped up my scar’s legs who is pretty much bent over, yelling about how he got it on camera, whilst Mumbo is apologising profusely (his moustache is quivering) which makes Grian laugh even more.

ETHUBS :DDD

Bdubs quickly catches onto Grian’s antics (who has been around the server kissing… pretty much everyone (he has been punched multiple times) and then shows Mumbo’s reaction.

So, as he starts playing the song, he’s not surprised to see the sheer unbridled terror in Etho’s eyes as he rapidly turns around, scanning for Grian.

He squints his eyes suspiciously when his eyes land on Bdubs.

Who is simply beaming.

Bdubs slowly approaches him and- devs why is Etho’s face on fire??

On the beat drop, Bdubs leans towards him, all puckered up and-

“Thats when you’re supposed to lean in, too y’know,” He squints at Etho, who’s just standing there.

“Want me to shut my eyes? I can close my eyes.”

So he stands there. Eyes screwed up, pouting. Etho takes a picture and walks away (he later sends it to Iskall (threatening him on the stakes that he would never base near him again to not send it to anyone else).

He can hear Bdubs shouting in the distance.

So later, when the sky is dark and the mask is traded in for bunny slippers, he creeps up the stairs of Bdubs’ monolith (obelisk? i cant remember) and gives him a kiss on the forehead, only letting out a groan when firm hands pulls him into bed, and when Bdubs spoke, his voice was think with sleep.

“You’d better kiss me proper this time, because if you woke me up just for that you’d best start runnin’”

Oh, and what could Etho do but oblige.

JOE AND CLEO

Cleo was sick of the music. Also sick of the remixed music that included several punching noises, grians yelps and cleo’s swear words that seemed to just play around her base whenever Joe was near.

But one day, Joe appeared around the corner with a little less pizazz than she was used to, and as he looked at her, he hit a button on his com, and a softer, sweeter cover of it started playing.

“You now? Really?” She tsked at him, though held out her arms for a slow dance. And though she rolled her eyes when he kissed her on the cheek, she allowed it, twirling him out and dipping him just like they used to in their season 8 castle.

(and if she kissed him back, then no one really needed to know, did they).

REN AND DOC

Doc bites the inside of his cheek, brow furrowed, as he stares down at the quest shard.

<Do the TikTok Trend With the King!>

This was one of Grian’s fake priority quests, no doubt.

A quest that would make fun of Ren, take diamonds from him and make him all flustered all in one go?

He hums thoughtfully, pocketing the quest (and the hefty diamond prize.) Though Grian had never explicitly said he was against the king (yet), Doc had been on enough seasons with him that he know he was up to something.

And it wasn’t like he was even a citizen, so could he really commit treason? Nope.

It was more like he was waging war.

Besides there was always… something going on with him and Ren. They’d never done anything, per say, but it had always felt like a bit of an inevitability.

He met Ren outside the crastle, who scowled at him as he arrived.

“Doc,” (his tone cold and harsh)

The creeper didn’t say anything, simply throwing Ren the shard and tilting his head.

“I didn’t write this-”

“Pretty desperate, huh?”

“Why are you even doing this quest then?”

“Maybe I need the diamonds,” Doc almost chuckles from his own defence. (Of course he doesn’t need diamonds)

Ren doesn’t seem convinced (as in he sees right through him)

Doc blushes clears his throat because he cant believe he's stooped to this level but he sets up his comm anyway, offering Ren his hand.

“Who says we can’t have that enemies to lovers arc, huh?” Ren smirks as Doc kisses his forehead.

They dance to no music for longer than Doc cares to admit.

KERALIS AND X SHESHWAMY

The music starts playing in the middle of the shopping district, as though someone (probably Brian) had rigged a network of jukeboxes under the very streets and lay in wait for their unsuspecting victim(s). Keralis grabs X’s gloved hand, dragging him behind as he sprints for a safer place to take off

“C’mon, Sheshwamy, we gotta get out of here!” He hisses.

X, with surprising strength, pulls Keralis under a bridge, and they crouch there, listening for any telltale fireworks.

Keralis eventually creeps out, and though the music is still playing, he doesn’t see any Brians flying about looking for kisses, so he goes back to let his Sheshwam know.

Who has his mask off, cheeks pink and grinning lightly at Keralis’ wide (wider) eyes and agape mouth.

“I know its not something I’d usually do,” He says nervously, (and wow Keralis forgets how gorgeous Sheshwam is without his mask (not that he isn’t gorgeous with his mask), his eyes needing to adjust to the beauty. “But-”

Keralis interrupts him by wrapping his arms around Sheshwamy and kissing him hard. X resiprocates happily, moving his arms down to hug Keralis’ hips.

When they finally broke apart, Keralis’ grin matched Bdub’s and X was flushed.

“If that was just for fun, Keralis, I will-”

“Sheshwam, look into my eyes and ask yourself that question again.”

SCAR AND GRIAN

They were at Scar’s starter base when It happens.

Grian’s over, hanging out with (pestering) Scar as he sketches out blueprints, only occasionally giving him actually useful feedback.

(Others are slightly more questionable, such as holding a contest to see who the best princess would be and rigging it so Doc would win)

(he's pretty sure Doc would win anyway)

He’s simply sitting on Scar’s desk, swinging his desk and choosing songs at random to play as Scar works, and he suddenly lands on a song that’s not been heard on the server in a few weeks for no reason.

after an intervention was called.

Scar just smiles, drumming his fingers along to the beat.

“This is where people run y’know,” Grian jokes, a blush coating his face.

Scar smiles along, still engrossed in his work, though the tip of his ears were bright red, “I’ve never ran from you before, have I?”

(This, Grian could correct plenty. Every little skirmish they’ve had had usually ended with Scar scampering off with his tail between his legs.

But. but, not in Life. Not when it got Real. Not when he felt sick, not when Scar was busy - because he’d make time for Grian. He didn’t run when Grian joined a cult last season (albeit for not very long), he didn’t run when the earth beneath them flung itself in the air. He never ran when Grian needed him.)

Did Grian need him now?

(His fingers grazed the underneath of Scar’s chin and he finally looked up.

Scar and his emerald green eyes.

He shuffles closer, tilting Scar closer and he can feel his breath on his nose and see his smile - dazzling - closer than ever, and-)

yes. Grian needs this.

So he closes the gap, and Scar’s grin only grows wider.

BOOM there you go, I know people aren’t written great but I’m busy and don’t have time to watch some hermits so am kinda rusty haha 

[just-a-whumping-racoon-with-wifi]

Found - Rudy, Mason, and Clyde

The end! Of the arc! Whooo this has been fun! Thanks to all who read. (i'm not down with them as oc's but this arc is over.)

TW: whumper as caretaker, stressed whumper/caretaker, distant whumper/caretaker, drugging tw, implied changing of clothes, implied bathing,

[Masterlist] [Stalker Arc Tag]

Mason was sitting at his desk, vigorously typing an email to the support of every social media platform he could. They weren’t giving him anything, even though he knew that they had the information. They must - companies are always doing shit like that. Tracking. Monitoring. They knew who this creep was and they were protecting them.

At this point, he was ready to get his lawyer involved if he got yet another generic-reply email.

Clyde was curled under his desk. He hadn’t done that in years, not since he was new and very attached to his new Master. Mason trained it out of him a while ago, but something about the familiar place was safe for him right now. So, Mason allowed it.

His phone rang and he reached for it automatically. There had been a lot of calls over the last couple days, and he was nearly fed up with them.

“Hello?”

“Hello, is this Mason Driver?”

He took a deep breath and massaged the bridge of his nose. “It is, who is speaking?”

“Hi this is Amber from the Lakefield Pet Shelter? We have your pet here-”

Mason stood quickly, accidentally kicking Clyde in the process. “Ah, fuck, sorry bud. Is he okay? Who brought him in? Is he hurt? Where is Lakefield I want to come pick him up-”

“Sir, sir, please slow down. He’s okay, he’s got a sprained ankle and is a little roughed up in general, but he’s okay. You can come pick him up at any time, someone from the local department already came and spoke to him.”

A strange sense of anger swelled in him for a moment that someone questioned his pet without him there, but he shoved it away quickly. Other things to focus on, other things he had to do. The woman was still talking but Mason was distracted looking for his keys.

“Can I pick him up tonight? Now?”

There was a small pause. “Yes, Mr. Driver, you can come get him tonight.” After a couple other bits of information, Mason left the house to go get his pet.

Clyde crawled out from under the desk, rubbing his sore hand, a bit confused but hopeful he was understanding half the conversation correctly.

~~

The first thing Mason felt when he saw Rudy hobble out to meet him was relief. Relief that he was back, he was safe, that he was here. Then it was anger. Anger and resentment at the brace around the boy’s ankle, the wraps around his wrists and neck, the bandaids on his face. He had to force his face to remain happy and neutral when he saw the bruise on Rudy’s temple.

“Master!” he cried, nearly falling into the kneeling man’s arms. Mason held him close, arms wrapped around.

“Rudy, thank fucking god you’re okay. I was so worried, oh my god. When I find out who took you I’m gonna-”

“Y-you, you know him, Master,” came Rudy’s muffled voice and Mason pulled him away, held tight by his shoulders.

“What?! Who, who the hell would do that? Someone that I know?”

“It was C-Casey, Master.”

Mason’s face grew grave, clenching his teeth. He should have fucking known. Of course, of fucking course Casey would pull some shit like this. Obviously Mason had called out of work, didn’t care what was going on back at the office during the few days Rudy was gone.

Rudy whimpered and Mason released his right grip. “Oh, I’m sorry Sweetheart. God, that fucking snake. I’m going to ruin his whole goddamn life, just wait and see if I don’t completely blacklist him. He’ll never fucking work with pets again.”

“Sir,” hinted one of the workers, reminding Mason of the other people in the lobby. He didn’t care.

“Come on, let's get you out of here.”

The worker nodded and gestured for them to come up to the counter. “He’s ready to go, just need to go over some paperwork and at home care for the other injuries.”

Rudy pressed himself into Mason side as the man’s brow furrowed. “Other injuries? What happened?”

“He’s a little bit dehydrated, but that should go away in a day or two. The bandages around his wrists and neck are to keep him at scratching at the healing skin, so you’ll need to keep those and on use this ointment that’s listed here. Same for the welts on his back. His ankle is sprained but not too badly, so follow up with your regular provider for that. Other than that, you’re good to go.”

Mason swallowed and signed the forms without another word, not trusting himself to say something he’d regret. Besides, it wasn’t their fault.

On the way out, he was already calling his lawyer to get every medical expense taken out of Casey - money or blood.

~~

Clyde was at the door, bouncing at his heels as the key turned. He had been looking out the window, saw when they pulled up. Saw when Rudy got out of the car! He was limping but he was there. He was home.

The older pet nearly knocked him over as they came through the door. Mason had to grab him by the back of his collar to drag him off.

“Clyde! Back! You know better what the hell,” Mason muttered, setting him down on the ground a foot or two away. Clyde looked up at him, clearly wanting to go back to Rudy. Mason rubbed his temples, too tired and frustrated and betrayed to deal with this.

“Room.”

Both boys whimpered, Rudy tugging on the hem of Mason’s shirt to silently plead him not to. “Now, Clyde. He’s fine. Just go upstairs so you’re not underfoot.”

Clyde gave him such wide, hurt, miserable eyes that Mason nearly took it all back. He sighed, but held firm. He said what he said and Clyde needed to obey that. With another glance back at his friend. Clyde crept up the stairs. Rudy whined after him over Mason's shoulder as the man picked him up and carried him to the living room to set him on the couch.

The boy whimpered as Mason walked away, but quieted after a shush.

Mason stood in the kitchen, holding onto the counter and stared at the tile backsplash. Why was this so hard? Rudy was back, he was going to be fine, the police found Casey and his lawyer said his case was good over the phone. He shouldn’t feel so tense, so tight-wound and anxious. The boy was right out there - why couldn’t Mason accept it?

He rubbed a hand across his short stubble and grabbed a water bottle from the fridge, along with a drink for Rudy. He just needed time, he guessed. Needed to sleep, and probably eat something, and he’d calm down. Meandering back into the living room, he texted his boss that he was taking some personal time off.

Rudy was curled up on against the armrest, tears bright in his eyes. Mason regretted snapping at him, at both of them, but it would pass. They probably wouldn’t even remember tomorrow.

“Hey bud, drink up. How are you feeling, are you hurting?” He asked as he opened the lid for him.

The boy grabbed the bottle and took a sip, nodding slowly. “I, I’m okay.” His lip was quivering, breath shallow and shaky.

“I missed you,” he confessed as he broke, reaching up for Mason who immediately sat down with him. “I m-missed you s-so much, and Clyde, and h-home, I wanted to get away. I was so scared and c-confused and he was mean and hurt me and-”

Mason shushed him gently, pulling him close and petting his hair. ��I know, I know Sweetheart. I’m so sorry that happened - I promise, it will never happen again.”

“He wrote on m-my, my scan-y thing,” Rudy said, itching at the side of his shirt. “And, and he took my collar and made me wear a muzzle that cut my mouth and I didn’t eat because- because I just couldn’t and-”

Mason shushed him again, and this time took his drink so he could really lay the boy down. Poor thing was spiraling, clearly over-stressed and exhausted too. “Shh, Rudy, you need to relax. You’re okay.”

“-he, he made me so confused, Master,” Rudy continued, seemingly unable to stop confessing everything that had happened. “I-I know I belonged to you, because, because of m-my collar and my chip but he made me wear his collar and I started to get confused and forget and uh, hng, I, I think I might have called him Master once and I’m sorry! He wasn’t always bad and one time he pet my hair and I tried to struggle but I didn’t that time and I’m sorry.”

“Okay, okay woah bud you need to slow down. You’re okay, you don’t have to talk about all this right now. I know, I know.” A pause as Mason thought. “Do I need to get something to calm you down?”

“I think I was bad?” Rudy started again, rubbing his eyes and hiccuping. He wasn’t listening to what Mason was saying, which was a kind of answer in itself. He was just more convinced of his choice as when he stood, the boy kept muttering confessions to himself. He’d have to re-visit some training in the next couple days, he reconned, just to correct some thoughts that asshole had implanted.

Rudy took the pill unusually well, words petering out until he was quiet. Mason rubbed his head just the way he knew the boy loved, listening to the unconscious hums of contentment.

“Lets get you to bed early tonight, hm? We’ll deal with all this in the morning.”

He seemed much heavier, now that he was out of it. Mason still got him upstairs, sat him on the bathroom counter to clean him up a little. It also gave him a better chance to see Rudy’s injuries without the boy wiggling and squirming everywhere.

It made his blood boil.

He had seen worse, he had definitely seen worse just walking down the street but that didn’t fucking matter. Rudy was his, and he had not given permission for someone to treat his pet like this. The muzzle had clearly been too tight, chafing and rubbing the sides of his face raw. Same for the collar, and the scratch marks from where Rudy had been clearly trying to get it off. Bruises on his hands and knees, what seemed like a bit of blood in his hair.

Mason cleaned him up the best he could, until the only proof left visible were the bandages and bandaids. He changed those, too, to some colorful ones he had for the boys. Rudy would like those better when he was awake.

After changing him into his pajamas, Mason carried him to his own bedroom and put him on the bed. He sighed and went to go get Clyde.

Clyde was in his room, standing in his pajamas right by the door. The boy had obviously been crying, gently cradling his bruised hand. Mason picked it up carefully, examining it.

“Shit, did I do that, Bugs?” he said, convicted. Clyde didn’t really answer him, eyes glancing from him to the door repeatedly. Mason sighed with a tired smile.

“Yeah, go see him.”

In a flash the boy was gone, down the hall to be with his friend. Mason turned the light off in their room before he went to join them.

Finally, back together. As they should be.

~

tag: @whumpingredroses @as-a-matter-of-whump @albino-whumpee @whumpeesblog @suspicious-whumping-egg

[bothcreativitybois]

The Mayor’s Sweet Treat Chapter 3

Wordcount: 2955

Ship: Intruality

TWs: Food, horses, dogs, skipping meals, a little bit of past angst, sexual references, swearing 

Taglist: @star-crossed-shipper @crazydemigod666 @idont-freaking-know @someoneiwasnt @seraphiie @the-sympathetic-villain @cute-and-angsty-princess @lonelymuffin 

Remus flung out of the truck and smashed on the bakery door. 

“Wakey wakey!” Remus shouted at the doors. Above him a window opened. Patton smiled down radiantly. The cold night breeze rustled his hair dreamily while Remus’ long locks thrash slightly.

Remus you dumbass! He isn’t used to this!

“You’re an impatient one, Mr Grinch.” Patton joked.

“Actually it’s Mr Manzana.” Remus shouted back. “Are you coming down or not?” Patton giggled and closed the window. A few seconds later he appeared beside the building.

“So where are we going?” Patton asked as Remus walked up to him. Remus laughed.

“The best place in town, which is conveniently also the only place.” Remus joked. Patton followed him down the street to a little restaurant with a yellow sign. Remus opened the door for Patton as they entered the small restaurant. There were a handful of tables set up with only one in use. Remus walked over to greet the small family at the table. Patton followed awkwardly.

“Remus!” A gruff father looking figure shouted and pat Remus on the back. “Good ta see ya.” Also at the table were two small children and an elderly lady.

“How are you doing, sweetheart?” The elderly lady chimed in. Remus smiled widely while Patton just sort of shrank behind him.

“Staying out of trouble as much as possible.” Remus chuckled, both the adults laughed.

“Which for you isn’t possible.” The man laughed heartily. Remus smiled and put a hand on his shoulder.

“Clyde, let me introduce you to Patton.” Remus held a hand out as to present Patton. The man looked at him happily.

“Great to meet ya.” Clyde stood up and enveloped Patton’s hand in a strong handshake.

“You too.” Patton said meekly. The large man laughed.

“Don’t worry, I don’t bite.” Clyde joked. “Remus however…” He elbowed Remus who pulled a fake innocent face.

“These darling angels are Taylor and June.” Remus ruffled the hair of the two children who both tried to push his hand away. “And this is Ms Cath. She taught me when I was the kids' sizes.” The elderly lady stood up and hugged Patton. The hug was soothing, it reminded him of his mother. He thought about how long it’s been since he was hugged… a couple months?

“Welcome to our little town, honey.” Ms Cath soothed. “Well let you two get back to it. But if you ever need anything then just stop by the school and see me.” The old lady winked. Remus put a hand on Patton’s back and after a few more words with the family guided Patton to their own table. Patton looked around the restaurant. Not in a nervous way, just the way you do when you enter a new place. The people he’d just met were chatting happily and enjoying their food.  Remus snapped his fingers to get Patton’s attention.

“Hey so the waiter is a friend of mine and he has some unique features. Don’t to stare, it upsets him.” Remus whispered. Patton nodded politely just as the waiter in question showed up.

“So this is the baker I heard about?” The waiter said. Patton looked up to see a little name tag reading ‘Janus’. The man had a large black birthmark and a lazy eye. He figured that’s what Remus meant. 

“I like your hair.” Patton smiled. Janus touched the small bun his dreads were pulled back in. His face was surprised.

“Thanks.” He turned to Remus. “You getting what you always get?” Remus laughed.

“Don’t fix what ain’t broke.” Remus confirmed with a wide smile. “And an extra for my friend here.” Janus nodded and scribbled something down on his notepad.

“Great. I’ll be off work at midnight so if you plan on taking ‘your friend’ home then please be done by then.” Janus said calmly and walked away. Patton blushed but Remus simply laughed. He looked down at Patton, he realised how uncomfortable he looked.

He reached across the table and grabbed Patton’s hand. He noticed a small tattoo on Patton’s wrist he hadn’t seen before, a little frog.

“Sorry, I kinda threw you in the deep end there.” Remus apologised. “Janus was just joking around, he’s really nice albeit a little dry and blunt.” Remus attempted to reassure Patton, it seemed to work as he released the tension in his shoulders a bit and nodded. Remus pulled his hand away.

“Everyone here seems really nice.” Patton said. Remus smiled and looked around. 

“It’s that small town spirit.” Remus replied. “When everyone knows everyone no one is really mean… well except for some of the older families who have weird rivalries but that’s a story for another day.” Remus was so calm, it was weird. Usually he was bouncing off the walls by now but something about Patton was keeping him on the ground.

“Tell me about growing up here?” Patton asked. Remus took a deep breath. There were thousands of stories racing around his head and he needed to find a way to summarise them all.

“It’s chaotic but somehow also predictable.” He eventually answered. “From the outside it’s like a horse rolling around on it’s back. It looks ridiculous but it knows exactly what it’s doing.” Patton was amused by the analogy. He understood that Remus was a country kid but now he was just being cliché. Not to mention Patton knew next to nothing about horses.

“And what does it mean when a horse rolls around?” Patton asked, genuinely curious about the silly behaviour of horses. Remus’ face lit up.

“Most the time it means they got colic and are trying to dislodge whatever got stuck. But if it’s a younger philly they could just be having fun. Colic isn’t serious though, usually it’s solved just by leading it for a walk or a shot of penicillin.” Remus explained. Patton watched how Remus’ eyes sparkled as he talked, he seemed a lot more in his element. “Colic is what keeps the vets round here in business. Pretty much everyone has a horse and the farms all have at least three. I got one still livin’ at my parents place, I’ve been meaning to move her to mine but she’s scared to death of trailers and I don’t have the ti-” Remus was cut off by a groan from Janus who had appeared with two plates.

“Kraken is fine on the farm, they have good use for her.” Janus began. “If we brought her to our place she’d be stuck in a paddock all day and only get ridden every week or so.” Janus placed down the plates with two tall burgers. “Two lamb burgers, one with extra pickle and barbeque sauce.” Janus pulled a face as he announced the last part.

“Thanks.” Patton smiled happily. Janus nodded and walked away. Patton looked over at Remus who was taking pickles off his burger and putting them on a napkin. “Why did you order extra pickles if you aren’t eating them?” Patton was confused. Remus looked up and smiled devilishly. He liked pickles, but always ordered extra for something special.

“You’ll see.” Remus winked as he wrapped up the pickles and put them in his pocket. 

The two men didn’t talk much as they ate. Remus was used to being the kind to devour food quickly while everyone else told him to slow down, so he was surprised when he saw Patton finished his burger first. Patton was just happy to be eating real food again.

“You finished that fast.” Remus said as he took the last bite of his burger. Patton looked up and blushed. Truthfully it was the first thing he’d eaten today, he had skipped breakfast and was too stressed to eat while working. Patton laughed awkwardly. Remus reeled, he meant it as a compliment but was worried Patton didn’t take it that way. “I mean that in a good way, pancake. It’s hard to find people who can keep up with me.” Remus quickly added. Patton giggled. Remus stood to leave but Patton stopped him.

“Wait! We need to pay.” Patton fretted. Remus looked over Patton and winked at Janus, he sighed and waved them away. Patton watched the weird exchange and didn’t notice Remus grab his hand to pull him out of the restaurant. He was tugged out so fast he nearly fell down but he couldn’t help but laugh. Remus pulled him down the dark street as they both cackled.

“Where are we going?” Patton asked through the laughs. Remus looked back and flashed a brilliantly evil smile.

“You wanted a tour, didn’t you?” Remus said as he halted to a stop. Patton nearly ran right into him if it wasn’t for Remus’ outstretched arm. “Here is where we start!” Remus pointed to the building in front of them. A brick building with a clock above the door.

“Mindville Council Hall?” Patton read from the sign next to him. Remus shook his head and shook his pointed hand. Patton followed the line of sight to, “The… clock?” Remus nodded excitedly so fast he looked like he might burst. He reached into his pocket and took out the napkin from the restaurant.

“The clock hasn’t worked in years.” Remus said as he took a pickle from the napkin, he handed the rest to Patton. “This is a way better use for it anyway.” With that Remus hucked the pickle slice into the air towards the clock, it hit the glass cover with a barely audible splat. Remus would come here as a kid and throw all sorts of things, but he found out quickly that pickles were not only the most accessible but also stuck the best. Remus celebrated with a loud cheer and took the pickles from Patton. “Give it a try.” Patton gently took a pickle and looked up at the clock. It was at least ten meters up.

“I’m not sure I can get it…” Patton conceded. Remus took a pickle slice and laughed.

“Who cares?” Remus shouted as he threw another pickle, this one hitting above the first. Patton took a deep breath and pulled back his hand. He closed his hand and threw the pickle as hard as he could. He looked up in time to see it land just short of the clock. He blushed in embarrassment but to his surprise Remus hollered.

“Whooo!” Remus cheered. His whoops were brash and loud, like when the electric mixer hit the edge of the metal bowl. “That’s a great shot!” Patton smiled at the enthusiasm and grabbed another slice. Remus did too and they both threw them together. Remus hit the 4 while Patton’s was just shy of the clock again. Suddenly the lights of the building turned on around them. “On to the next place!” Remus threw the napkin with the rest of the slices and began bolting down the road, Patton stood shocked for a second then followed.

“Aren’t you the mayor?” Patton huffed as they ran. Remus was surprisingly fast and he had trouble keeping up.

“Yes, and?” Remus said, barely breaking a sweat. When they were far enough away Remus slowed down and started pointing out the shops they walked past. “That is the butcher, if you ask nicely they’ll give you bones that aren’t big enough to sell as dog bones. That’s Salamanders Silk, one of the 7 places I’ve gotten a cut that needs stitching which is ironic given it’s a clothes store.” Something told Patton this tour wouldn’t be overly informative of the actual places. “And this is the bakery that makes amazing muffins.” Remus stopped. Patton realised they were in front of his shop. He looked up at the bare walls of the building, it looked abandoned. Every shop in town had nice signs and lovely paint but his just looked sad. 

“How about I give you a tour?” Patton chimed in happily. Remus looked down and nodded excitedly. Patton walked up and unlocked the door. “Welcome to Froggy and Doggy Bakery.” Patton sang happily.

“Finally, I get a name.” Remus joked. Patton sighed and looked up at the empty space where a sign should hang.

“Yeah I need to get on to the sign company again.” He said sadly. Remus took a mental note of Patton’s qualms.

“How’d you get the name? Is doggy your favourite position or something?” Remus asked as he walked in. Patton locked the door behind them and flipped on the lights.

“Actually it’s based on a story my mother told me as a kid.” Patton started. Remus regretted his previous statement. “There was a princess who had two suitors, a prince and a farmer. She asked each to bring her an animal as a gift. The prince brought her a well bred dog with beautiful hair. The farmer brought her a small green frog. She took each pet and announced she would be marrying the farmer. The prince got mad and demanded her to answer why. She said that anyone can go out and buy a dog, but the farmer had spent time catching the frog and cleaning it to present to her. Even though his gift wasn’t the most pretty or conventional, it had the most effort and thought put in it.” Patton smiled as he told the story, Remus was entrapped by his words. He clearly had fond memories of that story and it was reflected in how happily he told it.

“I think that’s my new favourite fairy tale.” Remus said when Patton finished talking. “Is that why you have that tattoo as well?” Remus gestured to Patton’s wrist. He nodded.

“My ex was a tattoo artist and he did it as a birthday gift.” Patton said as he rubbed a thumb over the small frog drawn on his wrist. It took him a moment to realise he had just come out to a man he’d met only earlier today. He looked up expecting some sort of reaction from Remus, but he didn’t care. Remus was just looking around the bakery, closely inspecting a sign on one of the walls. Patton found it refreshing to have someone not have a big reaction.

“Art gallery? What’s this for?” Remus asked. The wall had no art on it, just a few small shelves. Patton walked over to join him.

“Oh my mother had the idea that artists could put up any art they had to sell here for a small fee. That way we could generate more business while helping people.” Patton informed. “That reminds me, is there a homeless shelter I could donate any unsold items to?” Remus was surprised. Patton had never been here and already wanted to help the people. It was admirable.

“Well there aren’t any homeless shelters here because there isn’t a need for them, but there is one in the city as you probably know. It’s an hour drive but they’d probably be very happy with a donation even once a week.” Remus explained. Patton looked back blankly.

“Why would I know that?” Patton asked.

“You lived there before you moved here, didn’t you?” Remus thought it was obvious. The only people who knew about this town were the people living in it and some of the people in surrounding areas.

“No. I lived on the coast.” Patton said. 

That’s in the very least 3 hours away. Remus thought.

“Why’d you move here then?” Remus asked plainly, not knowing that for Patton it was a loaded question. Patton crossed his arms and looked down. Remus noticed. “Oh- uh- you don’t have to answer.” He stammered quickly trying to comfort Patton. He was curious but didn’t want to make Patton uncomfortable.

“Thanks.” Patton whispered. It hurt to think back to the time before he moved. It hurt to remember how he pretended to be happy so much that he even fooled himself. He shook his head to get rid of the thoughts and smiled at Remus. “How about some dessert?” Patton chirped. He really bounced back quickly. Remus wasn’t sure if Patton was serious or flirting so he just nodded his head. Patton clapped and made a happy noise. He led Remus up the stairs to his apartment and unlocked the door, the whole time Remus becoming more and more confused what this invitation entailed.Patton opened the door and allowed Remus to enter. He entered the small studio apartment with an impressive kitchen. Remus didn’t know how to play this. Did Patton think this was a date? Even so he was so sweet and kind that Remus didn’t pin him as the kind to give it up on the first date. Remus tentatively walked over and sat on the large bed. Patton looked across the room where Remus had taken a seat on his bed. It suddenly hit him how his offer may have sounded. Thoughts crashed against Patton’s mind. He quickly walked over and opened the fridge. Patton pulled out a few small caramel tartlets and brought them over to Remus. “Ta da!” Patton announced.

Oh of course. Remus thought. Of course Patton meant actual dessert. He’s a fucking baker.

Patton once again was alone but this time he was a lot happier. 

“They look great.” Remus said as he admired the lovely caramel tarts with chocolate shavings.

“Take them. As a thank you for tonight.” Patton pressed the plate into Remus’ arms. Remus took the plate and tried one of the tarts. The rich caramel melted in his mouth and blended perfectly with the buttery shortbread crust. “And tell Janus I said thanks too.”

“He’ll love these.” Remus mumbled, shoving another in his mouth. Patton giggled. Remus said his goodbyes and left. 

[katierosefun]

hi how are u : )

quick writing q, how did you come up with original characters? are they star wars characters or just like general?

i feel like i have ideas but like. struggle to make them into people. if that makes sense.

hiya!!! i’m good, hope you’re doing well!!! (and thank you for asking this question because,,,you should know i geeked out temporarily because someone’s asking me about original characters??? whooo boy!!!) 

also...things got lengthy (again), so i added all this under the cut!

okay, so i have like one (1) star wars original character named eiko, who i introduced in time, wondrous time. introducing eiko took a while and it was a lot of me being super anxious and kind of lowkey scared because...star wars fans tend to be a little protective, and sometimes original characters aren’t that well-liked, especially because of that fear of “mary sue”-ness and etc. 

so in the case of a star wars original character and to avoid the problems specific to and inherent to all the problems we run into with original characters in fanfic writing, i just kind of. make sure that she’s actually got some traits that! people can mostly relate to! 

so for instance, eiko’s just a very anxious kid who wants to be a good padawan, but: 

how do you be a good padawan anyways when there were already so many amazing jedi who walked the path  before you?

how do you handle those expectations? 

are you harder on yourself because of it? probably. 

do you glow when given compliments? absolutely.

and i guess when making a star wars original character, or an original character in any pre-established fandom, then you really want to make sure that if they’re connected to a canon character in some way, the canon character gets a storyline of their own. 

the canon character and the original character can rely on each other from time to time, but i think it would be kinda boring if the original character just followed around canon characters and never figured things out for themselves. 

basically: we want your original character to have some independence away from the canon characters.

how do they act when they’re alone? 

what do they do in their free time? those are things to think about when you’re trying to better grasp an original character in a pre-existing fandom.

but in terms of writing original original characters, i have this thing where like. i just take a singular personality trait that (usually) i have and dial it up to 100000. because, as one of my own friends likes to say, we contain multitudes. there are so many lives and so many different facets of you that are sometimes fighting for the spotlight--and sometimes, i like to give those different facets a little bit more of a voice in original characters. 

because really, chances are, those little bits of you that are still hiding around the corners? those traits are sometimes more exemplified in other people. so, like, if that was confusing (which i know it was), a quick example: 

i will be the first to admit that sometimes, i can be an incredibly rude person. (idk how much of a surprise that is to people. i hope it’s a bit of a surprise, because i don’t like to be rude.) 

and of course, there are tons of very, very, very rude people in real life. the reason why i’m not rude 24/7 is because there’s a part of me that dials it down a quick notch. but there are people out there who don’t have that dial, and they’re able to exist relatively freely just being the rude people they are. 

so that’s kinda where i start in making my characters feel a little more real/also a little more diverse in character! 

because as one of my creative writing instructors once told me, writers tend to be a quiet bunch. and i think anything we write--including characters--tend to reflect huge parts of ourselves, so imagine if we just had a cast of quiet characters who twiddled their thumbs all the time. that’s not a good story, and those aren’t always very dynamic characters. so have fun! take one singular trait that you find intriguing about yourself or in in others and say to yourself, “okay, but what if i dialed it up?” see where it gets you!

but i guess if we want to talk more about how to make characters feel like more real people, then i guess it goes down to the age-old question all writers need to ask when looking at their characters: 

what does your character want?

think about it. anything your character wants is what is ultimately going to drive them forward to do what they’re going to do. act the way they’re going to act, say what they’re going to say. 

there’s a story that i wrote a while back about a girl who’s the daughter of an assassin. she wants to be a lawyer, while her mom wants her to follow the family business and become an assassin as well. 

so how does the mom act? the mom does everything in her power to get her daughter to be excited about being an assassin--lets her in on interrogation rooms, takes her to a shooting range, gets increasingly frustrated and turns up the denial denial denial mode every time her daughter talks about the possibility of law school. 

the daughter? the daughter does everything in her power to make sure her mom knows that she doesn’t want to be an assassin. she deliberately lounges around during the interrogation, she misses all the targets on the shooting range on purpose, etc. 

so, in essence: your characters have to want something first. as soon as they want something, the rest will slowly come to place. even if you’ve never been an assassin or the relative of one, you still probably relate to at least the feeling of wanting something badly, and all people know that feeling too! it’s real, and it’s human to want something. 

combine that want with, idk, the type of background you have for your characters (and there’s a ton of different resources on developing that specifically), and soon, you’ll find yourself writing/communicating/tearing your hair out with a much more fleshed-out character.

and, if you’ve done all these and you still want to know a little more about your character, another thing to flesh out original characters/stories: 

1. write fanfic of them. no, seriously, do it. sometimes you can’t really write your big story/novel/whatever right away, but you have a very specific scene or you want to reimagine them in a different setting and just play around with them. that’s okay! what are they like in a modern day high school au? in a coffeeshop au? play around with it, and see what’s consistent (do they meet the same people in the same manner over and over again? do they like to listen to one specific kind of music? do they still talk funny? do they still wear x?) 

2. make playlists! like...music is personally one of my big inspirations, so this is where i usually throw in some good old playlists. more times than not, i’m able to write with my original characters with my original character’s specific playlist playing in the background. (and it’s wonderful! i have one character playlist that’s almost solely musical/disney music because she’s a very innocent kind of gal, while another playlist is very heavy punk/rock because that’s Just How She Is.)

3. write incorrect quotes! you know the ones i’m talking about--there are so many incorrect quote blogs on tumblr. i have a separate, private sideblog here on tumblr that’s completely dedicated to writing incorrect quotes of my original characters. i sometimes post screenshots of them here too, although i haven’t done that in a while. but incorrect quotes are fun, and they might give you a good idea of the kind of characters/archetypes you want them to fit into! 

(and, because i can’t resist, here’s an example from my own original characters:) 

galen: andrea, i need you to swear to me--

andrea: shit

galen: 

galen: i meant swear like promise, andrea //

rosalind: crushes are the worst 

dae: yeah, whenever i’m near one, i just start acting nervous 

rosalind: you’re always nervous 

dae: ...don’t think too hard 

myung, tired: bold of you to assume rosalind thinks

4. alternatively, make a whole private side blog dedicated to your original characters and reblog/tag the posts that remind you of them. like, you know the “[x] characters as tumblr posts”? yeah. i do that a lot. so, just because i really can’t resist, some more examples: 

“Bro, We Are Rivals . Its Ok To Pin ME Up Against A Wall . Im Ur Nemesis . I Hate You . ... Bro, We Are Kissing Now . . No Dont Stop Bro .. Bro ... // @gayarsonist 

oh so you’re just going to wear a black turtleneck?? like some kind of slut?? // @allergic-alien 

and sometimes, i’ll use that blog to also reblog poetry that resonates with my original characters/gifsets of actors/actresses that i would fancast as my original characters. (like,,,did i look at ewan mcgregor in mortdecai and gratuitously tag him as a villain character in one of my wips? yeah. yeah, i did. it’s fun writing that villain character now, though. :)) 

and those are all the tips that i have!!! i hope that helps!!! have fun writing, friend!!

[lemonlushff-iy]

I can’t handle all the Yashahime stuff floating around there right now. So. 

Here. 

Have some One Last Ride Fluff. 

Ch 20

“I already put the tarps down. Just need ta open the cans and get crackin’,” he informed her, pulling his phone out of his pocket and hooking it up to his speakers. 

“Ooooh….Mood music? You shouldn’t have…” 

She teased, putting her hair up onto her head. 

“...Can ya really have a mood for painting a room?”

“...Determination? Why don’t you start with ‘Eye of the Tiger’, and see where that takes us?”

He snorted, but didn’t disagree, searching for it as he asked her to open one of the cans and pour some into the paint tray. Music was blaring in the room in a matter of seconds, and when he stood, she offered him a roller. 

“I believe you are owed the honor of first paint roll in this here house.”

“A-are ya making fun of how I talk, Higurashi?”

“...No?”

“Liar,” he smirked, pulling his own hair off his neck and into a ponytail. 

“Maybe?”

He laughed at that and took the roller she offered him, dipping it into the paint - rolling it at the edge of the tray a few times before looking up at the dry wall. 

“Ya know Kags...I don’t know when I thought I’d be putting paint on the walls...but...I’m glad you’re here helping me. Feels right, ya know?” he asked, turning to look at her, and she had a strange look on her face. 

He wondered what was going on in that head of hers. Was she...thinking that this could have been their house? That they could have been doing all of this as a couple instead of as “best friends”? Because he sure as hell was thinking the same goddamn thing. 

“I’m glad I can be here to support you,” she swallowed, and he shot her a shy, thankful smile. 

“Alright...eye of the tiger, right? Let’s do th--”

“--Wait!” She yelled, taking out her phone. “This is a big moment. We need to mark the occasion.”

“With more pictures?” he groaned, and she rolled her eyes. 

“Yes. More pictures. And videos. Trust me. You’re going to be thanking me that you did this one day.”

“I doubt that,” he grumbled, and she raised her brow at him. 

“Humor me then. Ok,” she continued, walking to the side so she could see his face as he raised the roller to the wall. “Now!”

“What...no three, two, one?”

“Yash! We’re rolling! Get to painting!”

“Ok, ok,” he laughed, smacking the roller onto the wall before lifting. “I give you the first line of paint in this here house!”

“Whooo!” she cheered. “Now go fix it, it looks horrible.”

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Chapter 7

They arrive at the paintball areana, Kakashi is there giving a speech

Kakashi: welcome to the ninth annual paintball extravaganza...where every summer we ask the neighboring nations come together to have a friendly battle of a paintball. We are delighted have this event due to the ninth hokage who started this tradition on a friendly game of tag. While developing into a yearly tournament of people tagging themselves out with paint by thier opponent. Now the rules....there will no use of any jutszu of any kind....the only weapon at your disposal is the paintball guns along with three cases of paintballs. If you come in contact with a paintball your out...if you cheat your team along with yourself you are disqualified....remember have fun this is only a game to commemorate the ninth hokage's tradition....have fun and get into your starting lines...we comence in three minutes

Kawaki: where the hell is our starting point

Akamari: since it's yours and Sarutobi's first time I'll show you

She walks them to the starting spot where the group flag is located

Kawaki: really we are into the far left...away from the groups

Boruto: it gives a cover when we enter the forest...so our opponents don't know where we are

Itachi: and its easier to stalk those who are inexperienced

Minato: why do you think they have it set up this way

Sarutobi(to Kawaki): ready to have fun dad?

Kawaki(smiling): yeah son I'm ready

The team hears the bell and they run off into the forest to take cover, team seven finds a large trunk to hide in

Boruto: ok we wait here...

Kawaki(irritated): the hell with waiting...are we not suppose to pebble people with our guns

Boruto(amused): kawaki....its paintball...

Suddenly they hear three teammates out already....and hear 'fireball' chanting in the stands

Boruto(smiles): guess she got ahead of the game

Announcer: fireball is at it in the first minute of the game...taking out three teammates at once...what a show performer.....she must love her fans!

Kawaki(shocked): wow...that crazy chick is Akamari....is she really that fast?

Boruto: told you....she's not called fireball for nothing...she's the real deal you know

Kawaki(hearing a branch break): get down...I heard someone

All three of them are low on the ground...a green member steps out into view, Boruto takes the shot and he's out, they run from the trunk and head into the trees trying to see the birds eye view, suddenly the announcer comes on the speaker

Announcer: wow....what a match....Zerubi was cornered until one of his teammates shot four of the purple team....what a show it is I tell you

Boruto(realizing): we need to move Zerubi is either finding us or Akamari and the boys....but most likely Akamari

Once they are in ground view Boruto sees a white opponent, he shoots first and the kid from the white team is out

Boruto: got him....oh no..

Suddenly the white team ambushes him...but Sarutobi shoots them all before getting to Boruto

Announcer: what's this a new rookie has joined the scene....a Sarutobi I presume...just shot the rest of the white team....this tournament is getting good folks!

Kawaki(slaping him on the back): that was amazing son....

Boruto(shocked): where did you learn to aim....

Sarutobi: I practice on shooting games....at the arcade

Boruto: well....we are gonna need you....

Announcer: what is this.....two teams are already out....blue and red....and by the twins Itachi and Minato....what a show folks...its getting good

Boruto(to Kawaki): well that just leaves three of the green team, Zerubis which is the black team, team 12 which is gray, and us

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Back at the stands the Uchias and Uzumakis are watching the show go down on the big screen

Sauske: So this is the so called extravaganza?

Naruto: come on Sauske...cheeer on for your granddaughter...she's the best when it comes to playing games

Hinata(pointing): look it's Akamari...she looks cornered...by the gray team!

Announcer: what's this....fireball is surrounded by all five of the gray team....what will she do...and how will she get out of it.....

The gray team starts to shoot she jumps in the air doing a halfway summersault and spins taking out all five teammates

Sakura and Naruto(sreaming): yeah that's our kid....go Akamari....whoooo!

Announcer: well her name goes with her game....fireball is at it again taking out all five teammates at once...you can hear the fanclub chant her name in the stands

Fanclub: fireball....fireball.....fireball

Sauske(embarrassed): now I know where Akamari gets her competitive side....and I'm regretting it already

Hinata: at least it's in good fun...right Sauske

Sauske(gloomy): I guess...if it's for fun

Suddenly Kawaki and Boruto show up to sit in the stands along with them

Naruto: what happened to you two...?

Boruto and Kawaki: paint bomb....don't ask how...

Hinata: and Sarutobi...where is he...

Boruto: still in the arena with Akamari and the twins...Kawaki pushed him out of the way and we got ambushed by the green team

Kawaki(angry): stupid teenagers...well at least I got even...

Boruto(irritated): shooting them with paintballs mercilessly after we were out is not how you play the game....

Kawaki(smiling): well....at least they learned thier lesson

Boruto(screaming): you injured one of thier players....because of you we are banned from playing....ever!

Sauske: wow...he really did that?

Boruto: yes....and Kakashi officially banned us from playing.....ever again

Naruto(smaking his forehead): when it comes to playing fair....Kawaki was not that fond of losing

Kawaki(arms crossed): never will be either....

Boruto(irritated): just when we were having fun...you ruin it for us....from now on stick to board games will you

Kawaki(pointing): look it's my son...and the green team...

Sarutobi sneaks up on the green team one by one and takes them all out

Announcer: what a good tactic by Sarutobi folks...he successfully singlehandedly took out the green team

Kawaki(smiling): at least he holds down the fort....

Naruto: not bad for a first timer...

Hinata: at least he's ok....

Boruto: show off...

Sauske: this game is pointless...if Akamari is playing it...

After an hour, only three stand Sarutobi, Akamari, and Zerubi

Hinata: look...Akamari and Zerubi are facing off....but where's Sarutobi...

The twins(after losing): look dad there!

Boruto(smacking his chest): Kawaki look....!

They see from the camera that Sarutobi is hiding above the tree, three feet from Akamari, he is waiting for her cue to fire

Announcer: this is the climax folks...we are at the edge of our seats, who will win....Zerubi or fireball...its a face off like never before

Zerubi(on the screen): give up you have no chance...

Akamari(on the screen): really now...you sure?

Zarubi..shoots at Akamari...making her lose

Zarubi(laughing): finally I won...I won...

Suddenly two paintballs strike Zarubi out from the trees

Zarubi(angry): that's impossible...who shot me!

Sarutobi(jumping from the trees): rule number one- don't underestimate your opponent

Announcer(shocked): this is impossible...for the first time...in three years...we have a new champion...(assistant handing the card to the announcer) this year champion is Sarutobi Madra

Kawaki(getting up and screaming): yeah...my boy did it...whooo....he did it!

The crowd starts clapping as they announce the new winner and they hand him his trophy as the reporters take pictures. The Uchias, Uzumakis and Kawaki go to the stage to congratulate him

Sakura(hugging Sarutobi): you did wonderful...good job dear

Sauske(patting him on the shoulder): that's was unexpected...but a least someone else besides Akamari won....

The twins: yeah you should see the fanclubs...they are devastated they both lost

Sarutobi(confused): fanclubs?....

Then he notices both groups crying over thier best champions

Kawaki(hugging Sarutobi): I'm glad you won...and...did you have a good time?

Sarutobi(hugging his dad): the best...and I'm glad to have spent it with you

Kawaki(smiling): yeah so am I...

Boruto: hey where's Akamari...our fireball..?

They see her talking to her fans, suddenly Koji approaches her...she gets excited as Koji hands her a letter. She reads it and is disappointed while giving him back the letter. Koji grabs her arm and she yanks free from him yelling at Koji. He stops her to explain, she pushes him and runs off crying kicking over a trash can

Sakura(angry): I'm gonna gonna beat him with a pole when he gets home....its the second time he does this to her....

Sauske(sighs): he's not coming is he dear....this is the second year without her father.....and her sister

Hinata: she just video chatted him the other day asking him to come to her birthday since she'll be leaving in November....he said he'll see

Naruto: she always puts on a brave face...guess this time it's different...she just couldn't take another disappointment

Kawaki: wait two years....

Naruto: yeah when Souske left her here she was twelve....she hasn't seen her dad or sister since then

[moudschegiebchn]

1.000 posts! Whooo! | Part I

Can you believe? Though I’ve been on a lot of hiatus and gone for several years my little simblr survived. Quite a few blogs I had over the years got deleted. So reaching 1.000 posts is enough for me to celebrate. Go grab your party hats, I have little treats. ^_^

First off is the McMott Family. I mentioned them in this post and like them too much to have them just sitting around in my test save. And as an extra (extra-extra?) Tibby Nimblemotton. Download and more info under the cut.

(Pictures made with a template from @aliennooboo :3)

Alice; Teenager: Ambitious and hard working Alice dreams of becoming a famous actress. To achive this she is determinded to learn as much as she can. Besides being in the drama club she works on her guitar, violin and singing skill. But all this hard work gives her no time for friends or fun. Alice doesn’t mind or feels lonely but her brother Emery does worry about her sometimes. She very much believes in everything occult. Late at night she reads about magic and witches, fairytales and mermaids. And as she drifts to sleep she wonders what it would be like to be a witch… Traits: Vegetarian / Cat Lover

Emery; Young Adult: He’s the older brother of Alice and takes care of her ever since their parents passed away. Emery is a cheerful guy, never dwelling on negative stuff or whine about how unfair life is. His big passion is food. Which gave him a smol belly Emery feels a bit insecure about. But it doesn’t stop him from cooking more delicious meals, trying out every new recipe he sees on the cooking channel. Though having a vegeterian as a sister sometimes does proof to be a challenge. Besides food, his sister and the cats Emery loves to take a walk outside preferably while it’s raining. As much as he enjoys living with Alice Emery wants to start his own big family some day. Traits: Cheerful / Foodie / Loves Outdoors

Penny: A stray cat they found and adopted (hence her name; “lucky penny”). She wore that jacket when they found her and gets very grumpy if you take it away from her. Apart from that she’s a very lazy cat who loves big treats and being ploped down on the couch to get lots of cuddles. Traits: Friendly / Lazy / Glutton

Lady Asgard: Just as you expect from a cat with a name like this she’s very graceful. Though she does look like the kind of sitting-on-a-shelf-and-judge-you cat she very much wants cuddles. Sometimes she may even suprises you with a meow-y song! Traits: Affectionate / Fluffy / Vocal

Tibby Nimblemotton:Though at times it’s hard to get Tibby out of her shell of solitude she is a very loyal friend. Her biggest passion is art in any way, especially movies. Traits: Creative / Looner / Art Lover

Please note that the sims may look a bit different depending if and what defaults you’re using. I also own every pack and used from various to dress them. You may have to replace clothes.

My current defaults:

Skins

Eyes (+ custom version)

Lips

No EA Lashes (!download link is an adfly link!)

Pet eyes

Download McMott Family | Download Tibby (Dropbox, no ads) | or via the Gallery by searching for my Origin-ID moudschegiebchn If you’re having any issues or questions please let me know.

Feel free to tag me if you’re using them, I’d love to see! Happy Simming! ♥

[resplendentroses324]

Things I love and Appreciate™️ about Good Omens from both the book and show in no particular order:

- Crowley makes a point of saying he didn’t mean to fall, ergo he never meant to become a demon

-When he did fall it wasn’t falling it was a SAUNTER (vaguely downwards)

-David TenNANTS SAUNTERING

-Aziraphale shielding Crowley with his wing in the rain

-Crowley’s LOOKS™️ throughout history

-For some fucking amazing reason if Crowley leaves cds in his car for too long it turns into the Best of Queen

-Crowley trapped a demon in a cassette tape and considered leaving it in the car so it would turn into Queen

-Aziraphale being perceived as “gayer than a tree full of monkeys on nitrous oxide”

-The Earth being a Libra

-Crowley started the first conversation he and Zira ever had

-Crowley wanting to take Jesus to travel the world

-Crowley taking the stain out of Zira’s coat because he pouted at him

-Aziraphale lighting a cop’s ticket book on fire as he was writing Crowley a ticket

-CROWLEY BRINGING ZIRA’S DOVE BACK TO LIFE WHAT DEMON /DOES THAT/

-Uh......CROWLEY, just like, in general

-Crowley walking into a church even though it pains him to step on holy ground to save Zira from Nazis.

-One of the Nazis being Mark Gatiss who just magically appears as a background character in every british show

-After blowing up said Nazis and the whole church with it made sure that Zira’s books miraculously survived the explosion

-Aziraphale turning a gun into a water pistol because it was pointed at Crowley who wasn’t paying attention.

-Crowley being called a Flash Bastard.

-Crowley being asleep throughout the whole 19th century because he likes naps

-Golden Girls is one of Crowley’s favorite shows

-The part about Greasy Johnson and how they drop the bomb on you that he’s Baby B in a FOOTNOTE and the only reason you put two and two together is because of the comment about tropical fish

-Crowley ensuring Hamlet would be popular because Aziraphale pouted at him and asked nicely

-Aziraphale just wanted to make Anathema’s bike nicer for her

-How lovingly Crowley calls Zira ‘Angel’ when you’d expect him to say it sarcastically.

-Aziraphale thinking he ought to tell Crowley about a situation and promptly realizing that he wanted to tell Crowley something before he told Heaven about it

-Aziraphale knowing something was wrong just because of the way Crowley answered the phone

-Crowley legitimately tries to model himself as a type of person and makes decisions in decorating based on what kind of human he think’s he’d be. Aka Crowley has a humansona

-Crowley’s plants are the most beautiful in London because he yells at them

-Aziraphale is the only angel that knows how to dance

-MICHAEL SHEEN’S ADORABLE SMILE HE HAS WHEN DANCING IN THE SCENE WHERE THEY EXPLAIN THAT ZIRA DANCES.

-The TERRIBLE 70s montage dance that Crowley is doing in the same scene to explain how demons dance but fucking awfully

-The guy that thought Crowley and Zira were breaking up on the street and gave Zira his sympathies

-The first swear Aziraphale had said in more than 6000 years being ‘bugger’ and then immediately five minutes later says fuck

-Somebody to Love playing over Crowley searching for Zira in the burning shop

-Aziraphale in Paris about to be executed nevermind that he’s an angel and perfectly capable of rescuing himself waits for Crowley to come rescue him and acts relieved when HE REALLY COULD HAVE LEFT AT ANY TIME

-“Don’t look so disappointed. Perhaps one day we could...we could go on a picnic, dine at the Ritz”

-“I’ll give you a lift. Anywhere you want to go”

-YOU GO TO /FAST/ FOR ME CROWLEY

-“Because, underneath it all, Crowley was an optimist.”

-Crowley thinking Zira to be dead and instead of drinking himself silly decides to still try and save the world

-Crowley saving the world simply because his husband threatens to not talk to him ever again

-Aziraphale and Crowley getting HeavenandHell.exe to stop working simply by asking if they were sure the Great Plan was the same thing as the Ineffable Plan.

-Any instance where Crowley is just bullshitting someone ie: the phone hoax

-‘God does not play games with His loyal servants’ “whooo-ee, where have you /been/“

-ZIRA AND CROWLEY HOLDING HANDS TO FACE SATAN

-“It’s all worked out for the best though...just imagine how awful it might have been if we had been at all competent....” “......eeeeeuh....point taken” DUMBASSES

-Crowley ‘has good cheekbones’ and ‘can do really weird things with his tongue’

-“SO LONG SUCKAAAAA” *procedes to do really weird snake tongue hiss*

-Crowley ALSO doesn’t blink much and hisses when he’s frustrated. SNAKE. MAN.

-THE SWAP. How well they know each other to be able fucking fool their bosses of more than 6000 years

-How you can tell the Swap was made between the bus scene and the next day because of “Zira”’s face and attitude when he went into the shop and “Crowley”s giddy smile at the sight of the Bentley

-Zira hailing a cab when he was pretending to be Crowley instead of driving the Bentley because he probably respects the car and its owner too much to take the driver’s seat

-Both of them asking about the shop/car because they’re switched and want to know the state of their beloved things and both of them assuring their husband that their precious car and shop were ok

-Crowley knowing the shop well enough to notice there were books that weren’t there before

-How much fun Zira appeared to be having pretending to be Crowley like ‘hee hee im a demon!’ meanwhile Crowley is using his time as Zira to spit hell fire at Gabriel for being mean to his husband.

-That heartwarming toast to the world and the LOVE in Aziraphale’s eyes.

-demon wings are the same as angel wings except demons groom theirs better

-The strawberry popsicle and the vanilla ice cream cone

-Them dining at the Ritz while a Nightengale sings in Berkley square

-THE DELETED SCENE FROM THE SCRIPT BOOK WHERE CROWLEY BRINGS ZIRA FLOWERS AND CHOCOLATES TO COMMEMORATE THE OPENING OF HIS SHOP

-THE SAME SCENE CONTINUED ON TO CROWLEY SCARING GABRIEL INTO LETTING ZIRA STAY ON EARTH BECAUSE ZIRAS THE ONLY ONE WHO CAN “THWART HIS DEMONIC PLANS”

-Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett never thinking this absolute masterpiece would ever be popular in any way, and then it WAS

-Michael Sheen and David Tennant openly saying that it’s a love story and talking about the romance and discussing how the characters love each other and how they express it and how Michael makes a point of saying how he stares lovingly at Crowley in scenes.

-How I very rarely obsess over something enough to post so much of it at once and declare my blog dedicated to it and how the post I made right before this one was a declaration that this is now a Good Omens blog

-The fact that I’ve edited this post at least eight times because the ineffable husbands tag keeps reminding me of more good shit™️

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* GETTING  TO  KNOW  THE  MUN :

name :   BIllie nickname : x faceclaim : I’ve been thinking of using the Qxeer Eye guys lately pronouns :  They/Them, he/him height :   1′50 sth birthday :   August 20 aesthetic : Anything that has to do with Asia last  song  you  listened  to : Ruthless Liar - Final Child favorite  muse (s)  you’ve  written : Alec is definitely a Fave one, also AU! Alien!Will , but I def love all my OCs 

* GETTING  TO  KNOW  THE  ACCOUNT :

what  inspired  you  to  take  on  this  muse : I wanted to try something different, I came from rping on the kpop community and Shang came from there, and it’s fun bc my first blog was a multimuse were all of the muses were OCs  AL OF THEM, I always been scared of rping canon characters bc I didn’t want to mess up with the fandom or felt like I wasn’t a good enough writer I still think like that EVERY DAY trust me. But yeh I wanted to do something different and I loved Will SM, he was actually the first canon muse I ever rped, and he was the push I needed :’D .

what  are  your  favorite  aspects  of  your  current  muse :  I mean , there are lot of things I love about Will, first off how he cares about others way more than he cares about himself ( which also worries me at same time ) , how protective he is of his loved ones, how smart and talented he is something I will never be hah I just LOVE my son k *sobs

what’s  your  biggest  inspiration  when  it  comes  to  writing : seeing all the amazing rp partners on my dash, and their threads like, seriously they are all so talented it just makes me want to get better as well every day even when I feel like a shitty writer :’D

favorite  types  of  threads : whooo, ok definitely I always gravitate towards angst, even when a thread starts all fluffy and cute, I somehow manage to make it angsty idk why it just happens lol. I also love fluffines like gimmie all the fluff pls, ok and dark horror intense threads as well that one has me LIVING.

biggest  struggle  in  regards  to  your  current  muse : My biggest struggle is always going to be seeing other people rping Will way better than me tbh, like sometimes I feel like I don’t know him enough like I shouldn’t be rping him because look at all that talent, but then again everyone is different and that is what this is about right. Also I always struggle when I want to get some of his personality right, like for example grown Will is way more confident and free to be himself, while young Will is always having some sort of struggle, but I just love exploring all of those sides of him.

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Take the Stage: Official

(A/N) I hope you like it!

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. The portray of mentioned, real life people are not accurate!

Pairing: Tom Hiddleston x Royal!Female! Reader

Warnings: none really

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After we’d sat there for what felt like hours, the door was opened and closed quietly. Tom and I both looked at the door anxious, but when I noticed who it was, I sighed in relief. “Eileen. You scared us.” She quietly laughed. “I’m sorry, but Michael is searching for you. And there are only that many excuses I could come up with.” I sighed and looked at Tom. “I’m sorry.” He smiled and kissed me. “It’s okay.” He jumped off the table, before he carefully helped me down. “We’ll see each other out there?” Tom nodded and I hugged him one more time, before I followed Eileen outside.

I immediately spotted Michael. He was chatting with Mary and Sue. Even if his eyes stayed stuck on Mary. She looked equally interested, blushing all the time, while avoiding looking him directly in the eye. Grinning, I walked towards my two friends.

“Michael, I’m so sorry that I just left.” I stood next to Sue and we smiled at each other knowingly. “Ahm-N-No problem!” He talked a bit too loud and by the way he always wipes his hands on his trousers, one could easily see that he was nervous. “I hope you’re not gross with me, but I’m not really in the mood to dance today.” Lie. “I know I promised you a dance, but maybe you’d like to dance with Mary? She loves to dance.” Both looked at me shocked, neither believing that I just put them in that position. “I-I uh…” “Come on! It will be fun!” I ushered the two towards the dancefloor, where they nervously got into position, before they got lost in the crowd. “Well done!” I high-fived Sue.

The two of us continued to stand by the wall for the rest of the night, keeping a lookout for Mary and Michael. I also had my eyes wide open in search for Tom, and actually found him quiet a lot. Most of the time, he stood in a small group with Ben and Sophie. They talked and laughed, and every time I locked eyes with Tom, he winked at me, while I send him a small wave. Thankfully, Sue was so concentrated on watching Mary and Michael, that she never noticed me and Tom.

After some time, my brothers and the girls came up to me and Sue. We talked and soon, Harry asked me if I wanted to dance. Of course, I said yes, and we walked to the dancefloor. “Are you ready for later?” I grinned and nodded. It’s been a tradition, that after some of the royal events, mostly dances, the younger guests and hosts gathered and held a party. Alcohol, music and fun. At first, we did it in secret, but the rest of our family soon found out and after some persuasion, we managed to convince them to allow it. They probably only did though, because they knew that we’d continue with it anyway. We swirled for some time, until he caught me looking over his shoulder. “Do you have a guest?” My eyes snapped to his and I didn’t miss the smirk on his face. “You know that he is here.” Harry nodded. “Do you know how he got here? It wasn’t Camilla’s work.” Harry laughed and shook his head. “No, no it wasn’t. I think Gran invited him?” At those words, I stumbled over my own two feet. The only reason I didn’t fall flat, was because Harry quickly tightened his grip and kept me up. “She didn’t.” Harry shrugged. “I think she did.” I looked over his shoulder to see Tom slowly walking towards us. “I think it’s time for me, to ask Meghan to dance.” For the second time that night, I was twirled and landed in another mans arms. “Hey there.” I smiled at him. “Hey.” He dipped down and pressed his lips against mine, slowly moving them, while holding me by my waist. We had stopped for a second, but quickly continued our dance, so that we wouldn’t be in anyone’s way. “I’m sorry, I couldn’t hold myself back.” I smiled up at him. “It’s okay.” He pecked my lips, before we lost ourselves in the music and in each other.

Only when the other people stopped dancing and the hall erupted in claps and cheers, did we notice, that the evening was ending. We too stopped, turned to the orchestra and clapped. The Queen took the stage and held a small speech, thanking everyone for coming. Tom had grabbed my hand while my grandma was speaking, and I leaned against his shoulder, grinning up at him. “And now, I have a small announcement.” My eyes returned to the stage, just to notice that my grandma was watching me. She raised an eyebrow and I turned to Tom. He too, had noticed and nodded at me. I nodded at my grandma. “Abi, my dear granddaughter, is courting Tom Hiddleston.” I immediately felt everyone’s eyes on me and Tom. I looked at him, a bit unsure of what to do and he quickly squeezed my hand. “It’s okay.” I nodded and moved closer to him. Gently, he pressed his lips against my forehead, making me smile.

“Whooo! Abi!” From the back of the hall, cheers could be heard, and I turned around, seeing Mary, Sue and Michael. They were all jumping up and down while they cheered and clapped. I laughed and held my hand up, forming a peace sign with my fingers. Mary and Sue immediately returned it. And before long, everyone in the hall was at least clapping. Even Camilla, who was standing close to the stage, clapped and when she noticed me looking at her, she smiled. I made a mental note to talk to her as soon as everything had calmed down. And after the cheering held on for a few more minutes, my grandma directed the attention towards herself again and bit everyone a good night, before she left the stage.

The older and tired people were slowly leaving the hall, while the younger ones, that still wanted to party, staid behind. A lot of people walked up to Tom and me and congratulated us. We politely thanked them and made a bit of small talk, until they moved on. And when barely anyone was left in the hall, I moved towards my adoptive mother, while still holding Tom’s hand. I wanted him to be there.

She saw us coming and walked towards an enclosed room. It was similar to the one Tom and I had hidden in before. When all of us were inside, she closed the door and turned the light on. I looked at her, waiting for her to say something. And she did.

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