#why am i like this?

[whysoblue2]

Me: I have a LARP in about 20 days. Tomorrow is the deadline to pick a list of characters to interpret out of 120 and I read none of them... I should really get on with it and read! Also Me: Oh, I suddenly have the best idea for a scene in Kall's fic. I should write that down before I lose it!

Also also me: And I should waste time making a meme about it.

[mellosdrawings]

Hey @basuralindo I started to make the shitty meme redraws ! (For ref, here's the original post !) Here's a first!

(Based in this meme by @basuralindo )

[fanaticsnail]

I can't with these guys.

[walkingstackofbooks]

I started writing a short thing ages ago about Julian's relationship with Garak being pretty toxic and his friends being worried about him - but it all being accidental on Garak's part because loving, adult relationships are new to him and understanding human feelings doesn't come naturally and he's just trusting and relying on Julian to say if something's wrong.

Meanwhile Julian's never had a healthy relationship either, so he's also not aware anything's wrong. He's like, in love and 'happy enough' but also too anxious to say if there's something he doesn't like in case Garak rejects him over it and he'll take Garak being a bit rough over not having Garak any day.

But I started it way too long ago to remember any of the thoughts I'd had on actual details, and now I can't actually picture the type of relationship and what's happening between them in order to finish it off 😅 So obviously now I'm spending time writing a different summary of it, rather than actually thinking about it, even though I'm sure I could probably find those red flags Garak's giving off if I let myself ponder a bit more....

(... if anyone does have any ideas for the red flags Julian's friends are spotting, I'd love to hear them - I'm definitely not above letting you doing my thinkign for me :P )

OH - and the main point of this is that Julian refuses to listens to his friends, meanwhile Garak's hearing the rumours and seeing the truth in them and starts worrying why Julian's so content to let himself be treated in a way his culture apparently ought to ahve to=aught him is "bad". It's supposed to end well haha

[lohotine]

AN: My parents walked into my room midway of me making this and asked me what I was doing- 😰 Um... enjoy?

Part 2:

https://www.tumblr.com/shmolish/746719597375504384/hi-read-your-um-possessive-shadow-milk-x-reader?source=share

Shadow Milk Cookie x GN! Reader

Oneshot (1/2)

Warnings: Suggestive scenes, marking, possessiveness, mild swearing. MINORS, DNI.

-Jealousy, jealousy-

You had been talking to someone new at the theater. They were naturally charming, and you couldn't help but laugh at their jokes, and smile at how they spoke.

He was obviously in love with you, but for some reason, you didn't notice.

Those hungry eyes should be obvious to anybody, though.

Little did you know, someone else had been watching the entire time.

A certain blue jester, gazing and silently hating from afar.

He knew he could make you laugh so much harder, smile so much wider... Make you feel so much better.

Surely you hadn't forgotten about him.. right?

If you did... he would just have to remind you.

You were finished talking to that person soon enough, and Shadow Milk took this as the perfect opportunity to reunite with you!

"Hello doll. Been having fun without me?" He had that normal smile on his face, like he always did. To any normal person, it would look like nothing was amiss...

But something was very wrong.. The fact that you were talking and smiling with somebody else. And the way he looked at you with those eyes- Shadow Milk Cookie absolutely despised it.

"Oh yeah, sorry about that." You would just smile awkwardly.

"Say... who exactly was he?" Shadow Milk would ask while taking your hand. He just started walking somewhere with you.

"Oh, just a guy I met today. He's pretty funny," you explained.

Shadow Milk nodded his head before quickly shoving both of you into a janitor closet.

"Ack, what are you-" Shadow Milk Cookie put a finger infront of your lips, promptly sushing you. His old smile was replaced with a more sinister and stern look.

"What does it look like I'm doing?" He would take both of your hands and pin them above your head, and you could feel his breath on your neck as he moved closer to it.

"What is this for..?" You'd ask him, breath hitching as he sent butterfly kisses along the side of your neck.

"Doll, you're so oblivious that it hurts."

You could feel him begin to nip at the skin on your neck.

"You seriously didn't notice how he was looking at you?"

You would let out some quiet mewls before responding.

"I guess not-"

He bit down hard on your neck, to which you immediately whined at.

"Doll, you have to be quiet. I know you can take it~ And besides, you wouldn't want someone to hear us, right?" He would ask teasingly. You knew he had that shit-eating grin on his face.

You would shake your head and try your best to stay quiet.

"Struggling, are we? I don't see why. I've been much rougher with you before..."

He would continue sucking and biting at your neck, leaving you no time to rest.

"I guess it's entertaining though."

He moved his other free hand to slowly trail down your side, only stopping to be placed firmly around your waist. He pulled your bodies closer together, yet to him, it was never quiet close enough.

At this point, you were practically melted under his touch, and your legs were trembling.

He had told you time and time again to not be so loud... but it really couldn't be helped.

Purple and red bite marks were dotted all over you neck. There was no hiding all of them..

Shadow Milk would take his knee and nudge between your legs slightly.

"Dove, why don't we take this to the bedroom?

Fin ☆

Uh, if you guys want more, just request- 👀

[stopper-my-heart]

"Oh my god, I like you so much. And I love liking you."

I think this sentiment is a great summary of Nick-with-regards-to-Charlie. It's true from the very beginning.

At the same time as Nick is terrified of his feelings for Charlie, he is, in a way, not bothered by that and is even happy about his feelings. Or, at least, the Charlie of it all is very happy for him.

There are many instances of this, where Nick is visibly confused or surprised or scared (or all three) about how he's feeling, but he smiles before, during or afterwards, and of course he continues to seek Charlie out, spend time with him and be into him. What's happening may be unfamiliar and scary, yes, but it feels good.

And then we have this scene:

In Nick's face we see a beautiful moment of realisation and maybe resigned acceptance, with no hints of the typical happiness to balance it out. In this moment, it's no longer about Charlie or Nick's feelings for specifically Charlie. It's now about Nick. And that's scarier in a deeper way.

What do his feelings for Charlie mean for Nick, for his life, for his sense of self and identity, for how Nick sees himself and how others will see him?

The titular refrain of Orla Gartland's "Why Am I Like This?" of course starts playing at this moment, implying that's what Nick is thinking: "Why am I like this?", with a further implication of, "What's wrong with me?"

It seems like such self-doubt, and self-recrimination, even.

Nick could back down here. He could put his thoughts aside, do something else, bury his feelings. But he doesn't. He maintains his determination, immediately taking action to try to figure out what's going on with him and better understand himself. Even though he's scared.

This is an example of one of my favourite things about Nick: He may be scared, but he doesn't let that stop him (or if he does, it's never for very long). He may be scared, but he loves likes Charlie Spring, and he loves liking him.

[wearingaberetinparis]

When you write something that is so incredibly niche that you wonder if anyone will ever read it and then remember that, actually, you have to write for you as much as for other people, so you write it anyway, even if it is ridiculous to the extreme.

And you think I'm applying hyperbole here, but I am not. Genuinely, I am giggling so much and even if I never post this Jily AU, I'll remember all the fun I've had writing it.

[ohthisisgonnasuck]

SLPT: Insult someone by calling them a random food

[top-shelf-tender]

Everyone else watching Loser, Baby: yaaaaay, Huskerdust~!!

Me, watching Loser, Baby: haha, the dice literally say 69

[t8pew3rmf00l]

Like if you’re trying to replace yourself, and reblog if you know someone who’s trying to replace themself, mentioning them if they have Tumblr too.

[A bit of disclaimer: I mean it lyrically, not so literate; I’m trying to look for more Will Wood fans, and I genuinely want to see how many.]

[fanaticsnail]

Snail: "Finally, I have inspiration to write! I could do the chapter finale of Sapsorrow for Mihawk, maybe finish off the first chapter of Sapsorrow for the Donquixote brothers, finish off another silly "Hey Doc" series, finish mapping pollen for Ace and Mihawk and get a start on that, start on some ancient requests that have been in my WIPs forever. Things are finally looking up!"

Inner-Snail: "..."

Snail: "...don't. Please, don't."

Inner-Snail: "...but what about a yandere Rob Lucci that gets overcome with the animal instinct to hunt you down and make you his? The longer you elude him, the more he wants you. Half-shifting, biting, snarling, tracking, trailing..."

Snail:

[ineffablyruined]

Interrupting my regularly scheduled Michael Sheen microexpressions to cry over this.

HIS LIP TREMBLES.

Like actual, honest-to-somebody QUIVERS.

Look closer.

I'll just be over here crying in my corner.

[cafefoxtale]

Kat, the Barioth did WHAT?!?!

Not me slipping up while streaming 😭

[twingus-bingus]

Being genderfluid/agender/whatever the fuck I am is fucking wild because somehow I can manage to want to look like all of these characters at once.

[ladysparrow01]

"What was your favourite book this year?"

"Which film did you enjoy seeing?"

"What were your top songs from the year?"

Me, apparently unable to remember a single piece of media I experienced over the past 12 months:

[superfreakfranky]

Just came across this shot in this episode, and...I am unwell.