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[cranberryjuice-posts]

hi ! hope you're doing well ! I was wondering if you could write for clarisse x apollo child reader ? where like, r got into a fight (for clarisse maybe) (they ain't together yet yk, just r flirting a lil) and chiron's like "no desert and no magic healing" and r goes back to their cabin tail between their legs and then clarisse spawns, dropping a plate of like fruit or whatever next to r on the bed and has some first aid kit in her hand. I also see her like "drop ur pants" and r being "if u wanna go at it just tell me their a bed yk" stupid stuff like that. and it's just c being oddly sweet to r and like at some it rllly hurts and r's like "I'm refusing treatment >:(" and clarisse sits gently on their lap and plays with their like "please" and r's like "...okay" and when reader's all good to go they just cuddle and make out a bit 🤏🤏 (if ur comfortable)

feel free to ignore if u you don't want to/ can't/ don't feel comfortable to write dw !

Unlikely love

Pairings - Clarisse La rue x fem apollo Reader

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Here you were. Sitting in the big house getting a lecture for something that isn’t even your fault. The girl was running her mouth, and what you were suppose to just take it. “For punishments I think stable duty is fitting. No desert for a month and if your injuries are terrible you may visit the infirmary before returning to your cabin.”

“Great” You gritted through your teeth. Standing up you stormed out the old style house and down to the cabins. Ignoring any person that tried to stop you, pushing through the door you slumped past the medical stations and dropped onto your bed.

You weren’t an aggressive person. You hated physical alterations all together. The entire fight was Un fair but you couldn’t let her get away with what she was saying; clarisse wouldnt.

As if in queue the door opened. It was probably one of your siblings who forgot their weapon. Though in the corner of your eye you noticed the clock showed 7pm. Guess capture the flag was over with already. Go figure you were inside the big house for a while.

“I don’t have your shit so don’t bother asking me” you loudly spoke. You weren’t in the mood to deal with any of their accusations today.

“Don’t be a smart ass”

Sitting up you noticed Clarisse who was rummaging through your cabins medical stash. Walking to your bed she held a med kit and a plate of your favorite food, a glass of your drink of choice as well.

Setting the items beside you she turned on a light before looking at you with disappointment. “So why’d you fight her?”

You shrugged. “It’s not important”

“I think it’s pretty important when the least confrontational person i know gets in a fight.”

Realizing you won’t fess up clarisse sighed shaking her head. “Take off your pants”

“What?” You quickly asked. “If you wanted to get in my pants that badly you just have to ask”

Clarisse didn’t enjoy your joke. Giving you a warning glance you smiled finding her attempt to warn you cute. Sliding out of your shorts you sat on the bed, the wound you received from being thrown on the ground causing blood to run down your leg.

It didn’t take long for her to get to work, cleaning the cut and attempting to manage the cut. “Ella started running her mouth about you, calling you names and slurs.“

“And did you win?” She asked. Gripping your thigh she wrapped it in gauze before placing Medical tape on top.

“Yeah” You grinned. Clarisse chuckled a ‘good’. Leaning up she kissed you sweetly, a certain softness she hardly used. Noticing your busted lip she tried to continue to asses you.

“Clarisse stop” sighing you pushed her hand away.

“Your lip can get infected, stop being an ass”

“Im not I Just don’t want you to bother with all of it”

Staring down at clarisse you felt easily intimidated. She had a glare in her eyes that clearly communicated she wasn’t going to back down. “Fine” you grumbled.

You started dating the daughter of ares only a few months ago. Sure on the outside she seemed intimidating and well— cruel. But she wasn’t. Her hands were soft, holding your face with care while she apologized the pain You received as she managed your wounds. She never raised her voice to you, even when she was mad.

Wiping away the dried blood from your nose clarisse pulled you into a short hug. “I don’t want you fighting anymore” she instructed.

“But if someone says something about you I—“

“No you don’t.” Her voice never left an even tone. “I know how I’ve presented my reputation and I fully expect people to talk shit about me. But you can’t risk getting hurt because some smart ass wants to run their mouth”

She was right. Taking one of her hands into your own you gently kissed her knuckles. “I promise to never beat someone’s Ass for talking shit about you again” your sarcastic tone was met with a look from clarisse. Laughing you bent down to kiss her cheek.

“I put up with too much shit for you” she mumbled, reaching across you hand you, your dinner.

“Mm but you love me so it cancels out”

“Yeah it’s a real unfortunate situation.”

Hitting her arm you both laughed. As she sat on your bed, and let you lean on her as you ate, you were happy. Your girlfriend holding you while she talked about her day or the capture the flag victory while you ate dinner made you feel loved, made you feel proud to call her your partner.

[saintmagx]

✨ Cruel Summer ✨

pairing: Solo Sikoa x reader, Jey Uso x reader (briefly)

AN: Literally making this for myself, so if I do ever end up publishing - enjoy I guess? 🤪

w/c: 1198

⚠️ Warnings: 18+ , swearing, violence (this is the WWE after all) slight smut, infidelity(if you squint), jealous Jey, toxic behaviour, bad/embarrassing writing ⚠️

doesn’t follow a specific timeline however it is more recent, total divas making a return.

✨ I love you ain’t that the worst thing you’ve ever heard - he looks up grinning like the devil ✨

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“I dunno Trin, the thought of being recorded for 12 hours of the day, like, I enjoy my privacy”.

“Think about it as an opportunity, having the fans see a different side of you. Showing them how hard you work your ass off.”

Trinity is my best friend, she helped me out so much when I joined the WWE 6 years ago. She and her husband Jon took me into their family and helped me adapt into the crazy world of being a WWE superstar.

“Just think about it is all I’m saying. It’ll be fun” trin says nudging me.

Ever since I moved here, we have had a weekly tradition of Wednesday Girls Night, its just snacks, Chinese takeout, and movies, it’s just time for us to catch up and wind down from the gruelling travel schedule.

Right on queue at exactly 11:30pm Jon walks in the door.

“Times up ladies” he says, which is swiftly followed by two pillows being thrown at his head.

“Come on uce, you know better than to interrupt gIrLs NiGhT”

The couch beside me dipped and once again I felt the heat from the body of Josh Fatu, my one weakness. His hand falls to his side and creeps closer to me caressing the side of my bare thigh. You see what people don’t know is Josh and I have an ‘agreement’ - no feelings, just sex and friendship, and it was going great until it wasn’t, feeling were caught, specifically by me and I’m stuck between a rock and hard place as I’m falling hard for him, but I cant let this agreement end because I would rather have him this way than not have him at all.

“Spoke with Joe today, Hunter is bringing him up to the main roster, can’t wait to have my other younger brother fighting by my side”. A third pillow is thrown at Jon from the direction of Josh.

“We are twins, and you are only older by 8 minutes”.

Never a dull moment where the Fatu boys are concerned.

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First day of filming (TD Interview Segment)

Okay, so lets start with a basic intro okay? Ready, go!

The room falls silent the light shines bright on me, I have at least 6 pair of eyes on me, goading me into starting. Gosh why did I sign up to do this!!!

Hi there, my names yn, I am currently on the Smackdown roster and I am the current WWE Women’s Champion.

I’ve been with the WWE for 6 years now and I wouldn’t have survived if it wasn’t for my adoptive sister Trinity, she took me under her wing and I’ve been there ever since. As you guys know – and if you didn't know, the accent should be a huge giveaway, I’m originally from the United Kingdom, I came to the states with a dream in hand and no one there to help me through this bumpy ride. I can never repay her or Jon for the way they have accepted and welcomed me into their little dynamic. Although, travelling the world with Jon and Josh is hard work, they boys are chaotic, I don't know how Trin managed to do it herself for so long!

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Friday Night Smackdown, Atlanta Georgia, 8 weeks before Survivor Series

Walking into the arena for Smackdown I get a message from Hunter asking to meet him in his office. A mixture of anxiety and curiosity fill in the pit of my stomach. In his office I’m met with the familiar faces of Jon, Josh, and Joseph, smiling I look over to Hunter who invites me to sit.

“I got your message, what’s up?

“We have been toying with the idea of a cross brand rivalry - for Survivor Series. Now that Joe has come up to the main roster, we think the Usos and Solo v The Judgement Day would pique interest from the WWE universe.”

“So why am I here?”

“Demi is the Women’s World Champion and part of Judgment Day; it would only seem right that she faces the Women’s Champion”.

Without hesitation I accept. Hunter debriefs us on how it’s going to play out over the next few weeks. We will have to be on both RAW and Smackdown over the next few weeks, so looks like it will be me and the brothers travelling together since Trin is exclusive to Smackdown!

Gorilla, few hours later (TD segment)

Tonight, I have a singles match, however Demi has to interfere and cost me the match – thus starting our road to Survivor Series.

I see Hunter in his usual place over at the screens with his headset on talking to Randy Orton, Randy spots me and immediately comes over to me.

“There’s my favourite girl.”

“I wouldn’t let your wife hear you say that Randy”.

Randy Orton, he is exactly how you would imagine him to be, a cocky little shit, flirtatious as hell, a menace but he has a heart of gold. Many nights we would hit the gym together and training with him before his injury really improved my in-ring ability. He is another one I would call my family away from family.

A familiar scent fills my nostrils, Josh. He stands next to me wrapping his arm around me pulling me closer, as if to stake his claim in me.

“I’ve been looking for you, come on let’s go”.

I smile apologetically at Randy, he just waves me off laughing, as much as I say people don’t know anything about me and Josh, it’s not to say there isn’t rumours flying around, people have their own take on it, and that’s okay, we just laugh it off.

Trin and Jon (TD Interview segment)

“You see yn and josh think they are so slick hiding their little late-night rendezvous” says Jon

Trin sighing, “I just wish they would bang their heads together and realise they are meant to be. Think of the double dates we could finally have Jon.”

Jon’s laugh fills the small interview room, “yeah it would be sweet, and yn is already like family, it would be an easy transition.”

Away from the cameras

“What were you talking to Randy about?” Josh quizzes

“Nothing, you came in and ushered me away before I could say anything.”

“Good, I don’t like it when you get attention from other guys, just me, okay?”

“I think you’ll find Josh that I can speak to who I like”. I say frustrated with his behaviour.

You see as much as I love Josh, this, this right here the way he wants to have his cake and eat it too drives me insane. I so much as look at another guy and he is right there to remind me I’m his, yet he can look at and speak to as many girls and I can’t say shit.

“I’ve got a match to get to, I’ll see you later J.”

“Goodluck out there baby girl, not that you need it.” Before he can come any closer to me, I slip out the room and let my frustrated sigh out. How much longer am I going to keep torturing myself.  

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[notroosterbradshaw]

Cass, Cass, from the prompts list!!!!! "I won't let them put their hands on you" 🫠😶‍🌫️🥺💕💕💕💕💕

(I love you how have you been are you taking care of yourself I love you)

25. “I won’t let them put their hands on you.”

From Meaningful Gestures Prompts. Let's go!

There was just something off tonight. Maybe the hours in the air were starting to affect you. No one in the detachment had trained so hard in their careers and bodies were at breaking point. Maybe the locals were feeling a little too common, you weren't sure. There was just something not quite right, and while no one was saying anything, everyone could feel it.

It would be a one-drink maximum and you'd all get out of there.

The moon told the story as it hung round and red high above. “That guy has been watching you all night,” Jake muttered beside you, sipping his beer.

“He's allowed to look, don't blame him, really,” you joked and looked to where Jake nudged his head. Not your type, but catching his eye sure made him look like the cat that got the cream. He grinned widely and talked to his friends, keeping his eyes on you the whole time. “He’s not going to touch.”

“I don't like the look of him. He looks like he's had one too many,” Jake told you.

“I don't need protecting, Hangman,” you reminded him, kindly. It wasn't just Jake though, all of your friends had their own hero complexes. If you were uncomfortable, you'd be swept away by Javy, Bob, Mickey, anyone. There was an endless queue of men lining up to protect your honour.

It was great and terrible all at once.

“I know you're quite capable of taking care of yourself,” Jake softened. “Just one more?” he waved the beer bottle as you nodded and he went to the bar. You chatted to Rueben for a while until you felt a warm body sidling to yours. Assuming it was Jake back, you looked up with a bright grin. You paused, face to face with the guy from earlier, encouraged by your apparent enthusiasm to see him. Bad move, you realised as he held a drink towards you.

“Flying early, sorry,” you apologised. You weren't going to take a drink from anyone that you didn't know, especially here.

“Oh, you're a pilot?” he asked, noting your lack of uniform as his gaze ran up and down your body. As a personal rule, you never wore your uniform out - was it necessary to put civilians in the place when they got the wrong idea about your role, rank or the rest that came with life in the Navy? Sometimes you just wanted a night off. You let Jake and Javy parade around in their khakis, it was an easy way to get laid. Good luck to them. But not you. 

“Uhh, yeah,” you nodded. “Thanks for the drink though, huh?” you said, turning back around, taking that one step closer to Reuben who keenly watched the exchange. He knew you could handle yourself, but he could smell the booze pouring off this guy and didn’t want you to get caught in the middle of anything.

“Here ya go, sweetheart,” Jake announced loudly, sliding between you and the guy, turning to smile widely at your new friend. “So kind of you to offer our girl a drink, son,” he said as you sighed. That was exactly how most fights started around here. 

“Could have just said you had a boyfriend instead. Jesus...” the guy muttered.

You saw Jake’s jaw twitch. “You one of those dudes that don’t think men and women can be friends?” he asked kindly, his accent that little deeper as his frustration increased. 

“Look, man, I dunno who you are, but I was just trying to be nice and offer the bitch a drink. She said no, I’m cool,” he said. He sure didn't seem cool.

Jake’s jaw twitched again. Jake was not cool. Not cool at all.

“Bitch,” you repeated to yourself. Frankly you'd heard worse, but this boy didn't know you well enough to deign you with the pleasure of destroying in front of every patron in the bar. “Jake, please don’t - ” you tried.

“Now, that’s not nice,” Jake said evenly, and you weren’t surprised when Rooster imposed his frame beside Jake. He gave you a pleasant grin over his shoulder. He fucking lived for a good fight, verbal or physical Bradley wasn't picky, it was the worst thing about these two being wingmen. They got into scraps often... and without hesitation, the other idiot would be backing him up without question. They were always the last ones standing too, leaving you and the rest of the team begging bar tenders not to call the cops and dragging them out before scrapes were visible.

“I don’t know where you learnt your manners, but you are definitely going to apologise to my friend,” Jake continued. You’d never been so embarrassed.

“I’m not doing shit,” the guy snipped, a couple of his friends joining him. He looked at you. “Look at the fuckin’ trouble you’ve created. Slut. Bet they all take their turns unloading on you, huh?”

“Jesus Christ,” Rooster muttered, bouncing on his toes. It was itching to lay into him. You swore you heard Jake’s knuckles crack amid the noise and chaos that threatened to spill.

“Jake, he’s a dick. He’s not worth it,” you tried again, slinking between them, vying for Jake’s attention. you held his face. “Hey, I don’t need my honour defended over some dropkick who thinks he’s worthy of my time. Let’s go outside - ”

Jake stared at you hard before he thrust behind him, keeping you out of harm's way as drinks were thrown and screaming erupted. Rooster, Reuben and Javy were in the middle of it before you realised Jake was dragging you away from the mess around you, guiding you outside. 

“Jesus Christ, Jake,” you pushed him away. “That was the stupidest fuckin’ thing I’ve ever seen. What the hell is wrong with you?”

“He was insulting you,” he defended himself.

“You’re insulting me, ignoring my wishes like that.”

He didn’t say anything, a little embarrassed. 

“I took care of it. He was just some idiot.”

Looking over his shoulder, he could see that 'just some idiot' was now begging mercy, pinned between Rooster and Javy, a look of sheer terror crossing his face. “I won’t let them put their hands on you.”

"It's not up to you, Jake, to protect me. You run your mouth and escalate something I had under control."

Gazing back at you, he replied, "I don't want anyone to put their hands on you."

You sighed. It was no secret how Jake felt about you to anyone, especially you. But he respected your wishes of wanting your career and sacrificing relationships, including friendships if that may be, to further yourself, it was one of your personal stipulations. "I know," you said softly. And maybe one day, you'd feel the same as Jake, or any other partner that came along. But right now you were doing well for you.

"Just know, I can't always be there," he quietly reminded you.

"I know that too..." you reached out and hugged him, his entire body enveloping you. You heard the door open, and the noise from inside interrupted you as the guy form earlier left with his friends. They muttered as Jake released you, he still kept wary of them until they were in their Uber's, all way too drunk to drive home. "Come on, let's finish that beer and get the hell outta here."

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[slavghoul]

Slav! You've been to a lot of shows, do you have any advice for how early we should queue up for the show if we want to be in the front? ie how many hours before doors, in your experience?

I usually come at around 9. Sometimes there are plenty of people there already, sometimes just a few, sometimes none. It really depends on the place/country, so it's hard to say. The worst spot I had in the pit was the second row, so not bad by any standards.

If you plan on queueing for a long time, PLEASE drink water and eat something throughout the day!!! If possible something filling. No alcohol. It can get very hot inside the venue (or outside if it's summer) and if you're dehydrated and hungry, there's the risk you may faint and end up in the back. Having an energy gel/bar right before the show is a great booster, but make sure you can bring them inside cause not all venues allow food items.

Also, keep in mind that some people are selfish cunts. There are people who will do anything to get to the first row, they will push, they will shove, they will cut in line, or simply just run faster than you. Queueing etiquette is nice in theory, in practice people are very selfish. This isn't anything new - I've seen comments blaming new fans, which I think are greatly exaggerated. I think it's due to this weird old sentiment that Ghost fans are like a big family and it's all peace and love and good times, which always made me roll my eyes cause that's not really my experience neither now nor in the past, but whatever. Yes, vast majority of the people ARE cool and there to have a good time, but don't ever let your guard down cause there can be that *one* person out of a hundred that will ruin someone's day. It's dog-eat-dog world out there once the gates open. These are very big shows. So be aware of your surroundings, look out for yourselves and others too if possible, and if you see any shady behavior (pushing, fighting, drunk people, inappropriate touching) don't be afraid to let security know.

I realize all this sounds very doomy 💀 So I'd like to emphasise that what I described above is *not* the norm at every show (all my experiences have been mostly positive), but it *can* happen, therefore be cautious and make your safety and safety of others the priority!

Oh and bring earplugs! Seriously. The sound is a lot clearer, the bass doesn't hurt, and you're saving your ears. Tinnitus is no joke. Even cheap ones are better than none, but if you're going to a lot of shows it's worth splurging on something made specifically for concerts.

[undead-potatoes]

Been cooking Ronnie's backstory some more in my head, and I think I've got something I like?

She's still a former Orzammar noble, the only child of the head of a smaller noble house. Her parents were both strict and somewhat conservative growing up, and had already decided her future before she had the chance to: find a favorable match, get married, and further the family line like a good and dutiful daughter.

This was one of the reasons his parents never taught him how to fight. Not only should someone in his position never have the need to fight, but they couldn't risk their only heir losing his life to something like a proving or other such nonsense. Especially considering Ronnie's wilder nature.

Queue Auntie, the younger sister of Ronnie's mother, who joined the Silent Sisters when Ronnie was but a wee babe. She too had a rebellious spirit, and joining the Sisters was her own little act of rebellion as a young woman, something Ronnie's parents were terrified would rub off on Ronnie when they got older. Being part of the Sisters is of course a great honor in public, but there was quite a lot of discourse surrounding her choice within the family itself.

Teenage Ronnie, who both looked up to Auntie and had every instinct to oppose his parents whenever he could, begged her to train him in combat, and she was more than happy to oblige.

(I couldn't find much info about the Sisters, so I have idea how much freedom they have outside of the order, but I'm sure Auntie would sneak away once in a while for her favorite niece.)

You don't survive the Sisters for over a decade without being one hell of a fighter though, making Auntie both disciplined and relentless in her approach. Ronnie lost patience with her more than once, "giving up" and leaving her behind in anger, only to come back with their tail between their legs, asking for another chance. Luckily for them Auntie never gave up on Ronnie, and after years of frequent practice they'd become quite the fighter themselves.

His parents never knew about this arrangement, though I'm sure they were wondering why he was getting so swole all of a sudden lmao.

Auntie's fighting style was a little unusual by dwarven standards, focusing on agility and quick, rapid strikes rather than raw strength, which is why Ronnie is a rogue and not a warrior.

Archery was however something he didn't pick up until he became a surfacer, but he's had plenty of time to become a really good shot by the time of Veilguard. I'd like to think that he and Harding have little archery competitions when they're in combat, bragging about how many they've killed or when they hit a particularly well-placed shot (just some slight Legolas and Gimli vibes).

I rarely make my OCs out to be these amazing power houses in combat, rather attributing their success to things like being tenacious as fuck, but because of the way fighting looks in Veilguard I can't help but to make Ronnie one of my few OCs who are hyper-competent in a fight. She just looks so cool flailing about like it's nobody's business.

[howlingmoonrise]

tagged by the fantastic @sunriseverse! thanks sunny!! 💖

under the cut because this one is long

1. why did you choose your url?

i wanted a new fandom penname and at the time adjective + noun names were a thing. i fiddled with several different variations, tried and failed to acquire kaleidoscopicmoonrise at the time (it's mine now!!), and landed on this one. i wanted something a little spooky, especially since soul eater was my fandom at the time - though it doesn't feel like it now that my icon is a lot more sane-looking lmfao

2. any sideblogs? if you have them name them and why you have them.

uh. yeah. a stupid amount (like 30+?), so i'm definitely not naming them all. most active are obviously this howl blog, my main blog @commandersya, this one for danny phantom and gravity falls stuff, @howlingspacegoo gets some activity every now and then when venom stuff resurfaces, and some others i use for reblogging specific reference stuff. most of the rest are for fandom events i've run in the past.

3. how long have you been on tumblr?

since like 2011-2012. i've seen it all.

4. do you have a queue tag?

lmao absolutely not. i don't use the queue function, though on occasion i'll schedule posts to space them out when i'm going through a tag in order not to reblog all of it at once, or for specific dates like halloween

5. why did you start your blog in the first place?

this one was for soul eater writing purposes. tumblr in general was because my cousin dragged me into it and then i realized there was a lot of bandom stuff in here (i was really into black veil brides for my first year or two on tumblr)

6. why did you choose your icon/pfp?

i broke ties with the soul eater fandom in a not great way and wanted to change my icon. yoi provided the perfect yuri expression with the kind of benevolent dictator smile i really like, despite that not being the original intent for it when the animators drew it ✊😔

7. why did you choose your header?

i had to check my header real quick lmfao. jason todd is just an excellent blorbo and when a good artist draws him.... 👀👀👀

8. what’s your post with the most notes?

oh gods. probably my dracula/barbie fic at nearly 3.5k notes. where's that ben affleck cigarrette pic when you need it. alternatively some ancient black veil brides photo/gif on my main blog.

9. how many mutuals do you have?

idk but i cherish y'all 💖

10. how many followers do you have?

dunno 😭 they're split across dozens of blogs so i'm not counting them all

11. how many people do you follow?

1.8k+, though i should follow more. my dash has times when it's pretty dead.

12. have you ever made a shitpost?

probably? yes. just remembered the i bit the butte psoh post.

13. how often do you use tumblr each day?

however long i'm online on my laptop, more or less. so a sizeable amount of hours

14. did you have a fight/argument with another blog once?

LMAO. i was in both voltron and yoi fandoms, writing for and running events for "problematic" ships. take a wild wild guess.

15. how do you feel about ‘you need to reblog this’ posts?

hate them. 90% of the time it'll make me automatically skip it. for the other 10%, if it has relevant info on the op's original post and that little sentence is on the comments then i might go back and reblog from the op just to get rid of it

16. do you like tag games?

love them!

17. do you like ask games?

see above

18. which of your mutuals do you think is tumblr famous?

i have uhhh. some. olderthannetfic, nemainofthewater, i think also colubrina for a while there, off the top of my head.

19. do you have a crush on a mutual?

if friend crushes count then several ✊😔

20. what is the last song you listened to?

the cramps - goo goo muck

21. what are you currently watching?

i am. so bad at finishing things so like a bajillion shows. the double i might drop despite it having been very very good until like episode 30-something. meet you at the blossom i need to finish like the last two eps. wandee goodday i need to finish four episodes iirc. i was in like episode 5 of century of love. i was on episode... 17? of my journey to you, which if i power through shall be for the antagonist sidepair/trio rather than the main characters. i was also at episode 16 of new life begins, which was fairly good and i do want to continue though i keep forgetting i have that tab open somewhere.

22. sweet/ savoury/ spicy?

savoury!

23. what is your current relationship status?

single and ace so not planning on changing that!

24. what is your current obsession?

the spirealm/kaleidoscope of death, and mysterious lotus casebook

25. what are nine albums/ songs you've been listening to lately?

- La P'tite Fumée - Cypher - Brody Dale - Don't Mess With Me - Stiff Little Fingers - Alternative Ulster - Concrete Blonde - Bloodletting (The Vampire Song) - The Cramps - What's Inside a Girl - Linkin Park - Heavy is the Crown - Miyavi & PVRIS - Snakes - D-A-D - Sleeping My Day Away - Aerosmith - Dream On

no-pressure tagging! @junemermaid @a-memory-a-distant-echo @snorlaxlovesme @where-the-water-flows @nemainofthewater

[escapetothelake]

Was Laura and Bob already submitted? If no, can you please do? 🤲

sorry this took a hot minute!!

angst under the cut

who made the first move: robert approached laura first when he saw her sketching on the bench. he found her mysterious nature intriguing, and invited her to a bookshop cafe where they could talk more, surrounded by soft music and nice art.

who kissed who first: i think their first kiss was mutual. robert was sitting next to her on a park bench, his arm nervously placed around her. she looked up from her book, they locked eyes, and they both leaned in.

who started the relationship: after they went out a few times, they just kinda.. became exclusive?? robert because he genuinely felt a connection with laura, and laura for the same reason, but also because robert's presence brought her peace of mind and didn't add hassle to her life. it's nice to not be alone with your own thoughts.

who remembers things: laura has a great memory. robert is well-meaning, but can be a little forgetful when it comes to smaller things. laura gives him a notepad and a pencil and tells him to write down things he needs to remember, and sooner or later, his workspace, the fridge, and the doors in the house are littered with them.

nicknames for each other: laura goes for "bob", "rob", "robbie", or "bert". sometimes she says his name with a french accent—it's an inside joke they have. robert calls her "honey", "babe", or "my girl".

who is more likely to pay for dinner: robert has pretty steady employment, so he usually pays.

who normally cooks: laura's a better cook than robert. he likes it when she teaches him, because she always says that he has the capabilities to become better if he puts his mind to it.

who remembers anniversaries: they both do.

what would they get each other for gifts: robert likes to get laura flowers, books, or art supplies. he also gets her music pieces, records, or tapes. laura's the kind of person who gives drawings or works of art for gifts. she has a bunch of old books as well, and she learned to make art pieces with them.

most trivial thing they fight over: not that this is trivial, but laura tends to isolate herself, or "wander off" for a while and not leave any notice or tell robert where she's going. robert gets concerned, and laura feels that he's being overbearing.

how often do they fight: they're both pretty chill, so they don't fight that often.

who uses all the hot water: laura loves a good bath. her and robert sometimes bathe together, too.

who calls up the super/landlord when the heat’s not working: laura has to, or bob will try to fix it himself.

who leaves their stuff around: laura kinda shoves her stuff into drawers, but keeps a pretty neat and minimalistic house. when robert's stressed, he'll leave his stuff laying around.

who remembers to buy the milk: when robert's going out for work, laura will usually say, "bob, we need milk." she just hopes he'll remember to actually pick it up.

who controls the netflix queue: they're the kind of couple to watch the same shows—usually one or two episodes a night. robert mostly adapted to laura's tastes, though. i could see them watching thrillers, mystery, drama, documentaries, and the like.

who steals the covers at night: laura. robert sleeps pretty still. sometimes she'll wake him up by accidentally kicking him in her sleep.

who cusses more: if laura's really irked, she swears like a sailor. she's pretty chill most of the time, but she has mild road rage tendencies. there have been a couple of times that robert had to stop her from getting into a fight.

who does most of the cleaning: they try to split domestic tasks, but since bob works more, laura usually takes over.

what’s their favorite non-sexual activity: doing artistic activities together. sometimes they'll draw each other, or read with their legs all tangled up together.

who’s the cuddler: robert. sometimes, he holds laura like she's gonna go somewhere. laura doesn't really mind his clingy tendencies, so she kinda just lets him hold her.

who’s the big spoon/little spoon: usually it's robert big, laura little.

who’s more dominant: mostly laura. robert will do anything she asks, in and out of the bedroom.

who is the dirty talker: bob mostly uses affirmation/praise phrases. laura is more of the "dirty talker".

what do they do when they’re away from each other: laura's pretty independent, so she doesn't mind being away from bob all that much. in fact, she actually enjoys having alone time every once in a while, especially because it helps her creatively. on the other hand, being away from laura makes bob a little uneasy. he likes to call her every so often, just to check in.

what would they do if the other one was hurt: bob kinda likes being taken care of and "babied" by laura because it makes him feel safe and wanted. in that sense, when she's caring for him while he's sick and/or injured, he enjoys the attention. if laura were sick or hurt, bob would be a little more distressed, but he likes to have the chance to cook for her and care for her in return. he sees it as an opportunity to show his affection.

a headcanon: occasionally, laura will leave little drawings around for bob. it's almost like a game at this point—he likes to see if he can find them all. sometimes she'll doodle on a sticky note and slide it in his notes, his books, in his coat, his shoe, his lunch, or some object in the house. she really enjoys the excitement he expresses when he find them. in return, he began to write loving little notes on the back of the drawings and re-hide them among her things. at first, it was pretty surprising to laura, but she keeps them all.

after her death, dale finds a box in her house full of little notes with drawings on one side, and affectionate phrases on the back. he puts two and two together and realizes that they were co-made with robert, and his realization is confirmed after a handwriting analysis. after robert is cleared of suspicion of murder, dale gives him back a number of laura's possessions, the box with the notes included. dale excuses himself from the room, but not before he hears the box open and robert begin to sob.

[khaopybara]

tag game ✨

@mbjw saved me from saturday boredom and tagged me in this, so thank you jubs, i enjoyed these a lot.

1. why did you choose your url?

i love khaotung. khaotung was obsessed with the capybara song last year before i even knew who he was. capybaras happen to be a very common animal in the region i live. i was very happy they were getting the recognition they deserved. put them together, we have lovely khao + capybaras = khaopybara (i'm also super sure i've seen people here and on tw use this and i just stole it. i'm not creative especially when it comes to usernames).

2. any sideblogs? if you have them name them and why you have them.

i have two other sideblogs. @tuseryoo for all of the gifs i make so i can have all of them in one blog just because, so i feel like i'm not losing track of the things i create (even though i haven't updated that one in a while), and @captain-xandis that some moots might have noticed in their notifications bc i recently created that one to post gifs about critical role, but i always forget to check which blog appears on top of the thingy, so i'm constantly deleting and reblogging things in the right blog these days.

3. how long have you been on tumblr?

as of july 3rd, i've been here for 11 years now, so since 2013? which tracks with my super strong k-pop phase tbh.

4. do you have a queue tag?

nah, i have a queue going for gifs that are requests or for episodes that already aired, but usually i just post things whenever.

5. why did you start your blog in the first place?

ha, i was into super junior. and i was experimenting with fandom for the first time at the time. that's it. i felt like tumblr was a lot more creative and pretty than twitter or facebook, so i stayed.

6. why did you choose your icon/pfp?

i am a mook defender and apologist. i also think aya is super cute and super pretty. i change icons so often though, i blame all the pretty women in qls these days for making me change it all the time.

7. why did you choose your header?

i am breathing and living for the heart killers and kantbison and unfortunately i'm dying from lack of content. the tattoo table kiss is going to change lives i think, so until we don't get the official version, i'll have this masterpiece displayed there somehow.

8. what’s your post with the most notes?

as of now, it's a 23.5 official trailer gifset of sun being jealous of ongsa with amazing 939 notes, but the gifset of lada protecting earn from hitting her head on the table is quickly catching up with 877.

9. how many mutuals do you have?

17 mutuals? i think that's right.

10. how many followers do you have?

843 if you count the main blog + side-blogs.

11. how many people do you follow?

... 27 blogs.

12. have you ever made a shitpost?

i mean, sure? i do get embarrassed by my own shitposts sometimes and i delete them tho.

13. how often do you use tumblr each day?

all the time. it's my favorite social media for sure. i get to see pretty things and my dash is much better curated than other apps. it's great.

14. did you have a fight/argument with another blog once?

i don't think i ever fought online. i block people with remarkable expedience tbh if i don't like their vibe or their tone or the shit they post, and i also make use of the filtered tags, so you know, no reason to fight.

15. how do you feel about ‘you need to reblog this’ posts

these exist? good for them. you shouldn't tell people what to do.

16. do you like tag games?

sure! i only started being part of them now, so sometimes i forget them, or i just don't see i was tagged, but i do enjoy them.

17. do you like ask games?

i don't think i've ever done an ask game but that's mainly bc i think people won't want to know and won't send any asks, and i'd rather spare my ego from that humiliation.

18. which of your mutuals do you think is tumblr famous?

i think many of my mutuals are famous in our ql bubble which makes it a little crazy that some are my mutuals tbh. that's most of them actually.

19. do you have a crush on a mutual?

i do have people that make me kick my feet when they interact with my posts like, twirling my hair, silly smile, giggling because they've noticed me. but actually crushing, imagining our lives in the countryside, with a kitchen facing the meadow in a fine spring morning, with two dogs and three cats, no.

20. tags?

i'm tagging @namtanfilm, @aylinaliens, @sollucets and @sherrymagic, @ayansukkhaphisit and whoever feels like doing it, and to those i've tagged, just ignore this if you want, too, no pressure.

[khaotungthanawat]

Tag game ✨

i was tagged by @eohachu @itsallaboutbl and @markpakin 💘 thank you lovelies!!!

1. why did you choose your url?

because fort thitipong is so!!!

2. any sideblogs? if you have them name them and why you have them.

none! you're subject to all of my hyperfixations i'm afraid

3. how long have you been on tumblr?

*checks archive* 2011. good lord.

4. do you have a queue tag?

i just use 'q'. nothing clever.

5. why did you start your blog in the first place?

i followed a couple of livejournal mutuals over here. it took me a little while to understand how this hellsite works, but once i got the hang of it... *gestures vaguely*

6. why did you choose your icon/pfp?

because fort is such a squish squish marshmallow!

7. why did you choose your header?

i'm really enjoying mahasamut x tongrak from love sea, i love blue, and i like everything to match!

8. what’s your post with the most notes?

this one. yeah i don't get it either.

9. how many mutuals do you have?

no idea! is there a way to see that lol

10. how many followers do you have?

13.9k+ ....insanity

11. how many people do you follow?

769 🫶

12. have you ever made a shitpost?

i don't think so? i'm not that funny.

13. how often do you use tumblr each day?

if i'm awake, i'm probably here dkshkasjdh

14. did you have a fight/argument with another blog once?

not a fight, per se, but i did have a formal mutual who treated me not-great, so i cut contact with them and blocked them.

15. how do you feel about ‘you need to reblog this’ posts

i don't like being told i 'have to' do anything. people should reblog what they want.

16. do you like tag games?

i do! it sometimes takes me a while to do them, but i enjoy them!

17. do you like ask games?

i do but i never know what to say so i usually don't join in them

18. which of your mutuals do you think is tumblr famous?

@cal-kestis 🩵 nik's content is so good, and her work is such an inspiration to me

19. do you have a crush on a mutual?

define "crush" lol 👉👈 there are definitely some mutuals that i would snuggle with if they were down for it. if you're my mutual, i am always wishing you the best and i want nothing but good things for you 💘

20. tags?

no pressure tags! @sandushengshou @highwarlockkareena @ruanbaijie @jiaoliqiao @khaoray @mbjw @firstkanaphans @pondsphuwin @lucky-cat-cafe @icouldhyperfixatehim @loupsgarou

[clairedaring]

tag game ✨

huge thank you to the lovely zey @thasorns for thinking of me. i love you too (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ)

1. why did you choose your url?

no one remembers her but claire dearing from jurassic world will always hold a special place in my heart.

2. any sideblogs? if you have them name them and why you have them.

poomphuripan - the bl sideblog that i started just because my main got deactivated for a bit but i guess for now, it's mostly uppoom and msi-focused. in december, it'll probably be torjj and spare me your mercy-focused. i think i'll probably just be using these for the ql series i have a crazy hyperfixation about.

huiyanan - a pentagon yanan/hui focus sideblog

coryjeacoma - my musical theatre sideblog for random audio bootlegs and sometimes musical gifs

ryuvachirawich - my unused (mostly lakorn) gifs blog for extra gifs i make but that doesn't make it into any main or sideblogs. at first i was trying to keep this sideblog lowkey but then i needed to tag the gifs w my gif tag anyway so i could search for them so disclosing is fine 🤣

3. how long have you been on tumblr?

2014... what do you mean it's been a decade since i started using tumblr.... time isn't real

4. do you have a queue tag?

i tried but i've given up on queue-ing in general so i don't. my tumblr is constantly in two modes: super active or going months without a single post lmaoooo.

5. why did you start your blog in the first place?

i wanted to be where all the gifmakers are but i have too much interests so this shall remains a multi-fandom blog or more like a "whatever media claire is consuming atm" blog 

6. why did you choose your icon/pfp?

dirk gently is the single most perfect holistic detective in existence. sometimes i'm too attached to my url and my icon, i don't think i can ever change them. headers i can but i haven't changed my url/icon for 3-4 years i think.

7. why did you choose your header?

i feel you linger in the air is THAT series for me. dethroned almost every other thai series on my all time fave list (i say almost because bad genius series is still holding its crown well)

8. what’s your post with the most notes?

i just checked and apparently it's my first and only merlin gifset 😅

9. how many mutuals do you have?

i have no idea but i love all my mutuals （づ￣3￣）づ╭❤️～

10. how many followers do you have?

i hit 1k recently. crazy to me because i've left this tumblr empty for months before starting being active again last october???

11. how many people do you follow?

4000+ but that's only because i'm too lazy to unfollow people. so yea i rarely see things on my dash. i just end up scrolling through my fave gifmakers tags to find things they make.

12. have you ever made a shitpost?

i don't think so????? i mean the closest is probably me saying super random things on this tag.

13. how often do you use tumblr each day?

it used to be once a week... but these days it's really a daily routine lmao. although i'm pretty sure i'll leave my tumblr dusting once my stand-in ends... who knows... we'll see...

14. did you have a fight/argument with another blog once?

how can i? i'm so non-confrontational, i reblog things in private to argue with op 😭 lmao (arguments that op will never see lmao, i'm saving them and me both the trouble really). just enfp things.

15. how do you feel about ‘you need to reblog this’ posts

huh why do i never get them on my dash (⊙x⊙;)

16. do you like tag games?

sometimes i forget but i love being tagged in them because i get to know about all the great mutuals i have on here, especially music tags because i always get incredible new music recommendations

17. do you like ask games?

apparently i had my asks closed without knowing for quite some time so i haven't received asks for so long. maybe one day i'll do them but i have bad records of answering asks so ƪ(˘⌣˘)ʃ

18. which of your mutuals do you think is tumblr famous?

i'm not sure if being THE certified way apologist/way gifmaker qualifies her as tumblr famous but maybe sasa @zhouxiangs is the most famous mutual i have

19. do you have a crush on a mutual?

let's call this mutuals whose editing skills i wanna steal (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ)

lana @sherrymagic whenever you see me reblogging lana's joe sets every week, you'll see me gushing about the consistency in her coloring and that's because that's something i'm obsessed with, especially considering my stand-in's grim/dark cinematographic coloring. also i don't know how lana chooses the perfect lines from each eps to do her recap sets because most of the times i can't even choose between which scenes to gif.

eva @alienwlw eva makes the most beautiful lyrics set and is willing to do my most niche requests and i'm always looking forward to seeing her gifs because it's always so warm and grainy and crisp and i'm just like wahhhh *heart eyes emoji* every time

20. tags?

no pressure tagging anyone today ヾ(⌐■_■)ノ♪

[lucy-dulap]

I have a long way to go until Abaddon, so let me just write smth for it.

Asmodeus was very aware that the child of his ex was wondering around hell. Not only that, but they were being followed by that elusive dragon that Lucifer seemed to gatekeep between the borders of his kingdom.

To say he was intrigued would be the understatemant of the century. He needed the two of them. Here, now, with him. Not even necesserly in a sexual way. He needed to see them, hear them, feel them. A need like this rarely showed itself in Asmodeus, especially after his wife's passing. His eyes were wide and he was practicly shivering with excitment.

"DANTALIAN!" he roared and the younger devil ran upstairs, subconciously knowing that something important must have happened for his father to raise his voice over his usual whisper. Before he could even speak, Asmodeus ripped his shirt and wrote down the name of the two on his skin.

"Lucy and Gamigin... wait Gamigin, I think I know that guy."

"I don't care. Seduce them and bring them here to me." The king stormed into his chambers, chains ratling as he walked.

Dantalian had spoken with Gamigin in the past and he knew that him and Lucy were dating and have been for a few months now. While Gamigin rarely posted on social media, that wasn't the case for the rest of hell. A celebrity like MC was bound to get stalked by many. It didn't take long before the young prince pin pointed Lucy's location to be a famous club Abyssos. The perfect place to strike, and it was close too!

Neither Lucy nor Gamigin liked the club. The music was too loud, everyone was wasted on the floor, people were humping eachother in the middle of the dance floor. Lucy was hidden behind a stack of clothing besides Gamigin, but once they sneezed, the whole club went silent.

"THE CHILD OF SOLOMON IS HERE!" Gamigin tried to protect Lucy from the crowd but it was too big for one person to fight off. Lucy was grabbed from all limbs and pulled in different directions. They started to hyperventilate and the devils pushed something into their mouth to calm them down. Gamigin was loud, but the crowd was louder and Lucy felt their thoughts becoming fuzzy. Everything seemed so far away and they could swear they could feel the skin stratching across their body.

In their intoxicated state, they saw Gamigin somewhere in the crowd and instictively walked towards him. "Gami... Gami, I'm gonna... feed the duckies..."

Gamigin dragged them to his chest and started caressing their hair. "There there, you'll be fine, it was just a bit of alcohol. You won't die from a glass of wine."

As on queue, Lucy puked on Gamigin's shirt, dranching it in vomit. Dantalian's disguise faltered for a second. Did the human just do what he thinks they did. He was disgusted by the display and puzzled regarding the tolerance of the poor being.

"I'll go... to the bathroom to grab something to wash this off." Dantalian whispered before running to a corner. An idea struck him and instead of cleaning himself, he just shapeshifted into Lucy and ran up to Gamigin.

"Love, I have suffered great misfortune. Can we please go outside so you may take care of me, great doctor Gamigin~?" He tried to say it in the most seductive way possible as he grabbed Gamigin's flat chest.

"What?! Are you ok? Seems like there's still alcohol in your system. Do you have to go outside? I have a water bottle ready just in case. Did anyone try to mate with you?" Gamigin was speaking loudly and swiftly, as he dragged the disguised Dantalian outside the club and into the strange alley way.

"Oh, doctor~ why don't you take off my dirty shirt? We can both strip eachother and have a full physical exam."

Gamigin.exe has stopped working. He pressed his free hand on Dantalian's forhead. "I think you have a fever."

"Of course, doctor! I'm in heat because of you~" Dantalian tried very hard to seduce Gamigin but only seemed to concern him more. The dragon looked left and right paniced. "I heard Furfur opened a clinic here in Abyssos, perhaps he could help us. Why are the streets of this country so complicated!" Gamigin took out his phone to try and find the clinic, but before he could press search the real Lucy got out of the bar.

If Gamigin was confused before, now he was uterly lost. Dantalian took of his disguise and growned. "For fuck's sake, just have sex!" The two lovers blushed but they kept staring puzzled at the other demon.

"His majesty Asmodeus sent me to take you to Abaddon." Dantalian gave up on being sneaky and just confested. "Oh, we are going there tonight! We already have the train tickets bought and ready." Now it was Dantalian's turn to be confused, but a smile creeped on his face.

"23 o'clock train, Abyssos-Abaddon 3 hour ride?"

Gamigin and Lucy nodded and Dantalian beamed.

"Me too! Let's go, friends, we wouldn't want to miss the train. I'll keep you in my bedroom during the ride. It's quite late so you might want to sleep."

With that, the three youngsters took the train to the horny jail of Hell, Abaddon.

[koulakoukoula2003]

controversial opinions: erwin would prefer modern/contemporary art museums because he'd find the art more interesting to analyze and read about, erwin is a bit of a bastard man, erwin actually has a good sense of humor (bit cheeky even, in a casual and subdued way) + he does appreciate good banter with people he trusts, although he values traditions and customs erwin isn't as traditionalistic as people think, erwin isn't necessarily scholarly by nature, "erwin never cries or gets emotional" ???

Finally someone's not asking for smut LMAO

Erwin would prefer modern/contemporary art museums:

At first, I was like nah I don't think so but when I actually considered it, I think you're right??? This man likes puzzles and he likes putting his brilliant brain to use to let everyone around him know that he's smart af so maybe, just maybe, he does prefer modern art but he's also appreciating the older, classic, renaissance whatever it's called, art.

Erwin is a bit of a bastard:

That he is LMAO especially canon!Erwin. If you think canon!Erwin will ever love you, you are a total idiot LMAOOO this man will only use you if you have something to offer and he WILL be feeling bad about it but he still won't stop cuz you're actually pretty helpful with something (fighting titans or being very brilliant strategically or whatever). This man doesn't know how to do this weird thing called feelings.

I know y'all are deprived of the perfect man and you imagine that Erwin IS the perfect man y'all need, but let's be honest with ourselves, he's anything but perfect. He's a manipulative son of a bitch who's going to use up everything you have to offer and you won't even be mad about it.

Erwin has a good, cheeky sense of humour:

On that, I will disagree, Erwin has a terrible sense of humour when all he's making is dad jokes that only he laughs at AHAHAHA ERWIN HAS BOOMER humour ok? this man has no idea how to have fun, all he's focused on is his work and his duties and whatever boring thing you can think about. He doesn't make jokes, but when he does, only he and Miche laugh istg but he DOES appreciate good banter with people he trusts I AGREE on that.

A joke that Erwin would say: "I have a joke about vegetables... but it's corny."

queue crickets chirping in the background

Athough he values traditions and customs, Erwin isn't as traditionalistic as people think:

It's me, I'm people AHAHAH I do think that Erwin is a traditional man and LET'S BE REAL and consider that all canon events take place in a WWII kind of era, so if we really want to be canon, consider that he's a military commander in the 1940s-1950s. What we call now traditional was modern for them back then lmaooo and because I have a smalllll fixation with those decades (cuz I've been writing an original book with an erwinlike character that takes place in the 50s) a military man in WWII who used to fight nazis for breakfast would be a man that we would totally call traditional today.

Traditional meaning that he'll be the one to provide for you, he'll work day and night, he'll be bringing you flowers and chocolate boxes whenever you're having an anniversary. He's a soft dom (or rough if you ask him to lmao) BASICALLY he's 100% a dom, TO SUM IT UP he is everything your grandpa/great-grandpa was in his prime I guess.

BUT if we're talking about modern AU erwin, then yes, I will agree. Modern!AU Erwin is not as traditionalistic as most would think he is. Such traits and mindsets are vastly dependent on where and when someone was born ofc.

Erwin isn't necessarily scholarly by nature:

If his father wasn't killed by the government when he was just a child, he wouldn't have thrown himself in books and conspiracy theories and historical books. IF Erwin's dad never died and he had grown up normally, he probably wouldn't have joined the army at all???? Im not sure, just saying that his father's death had a huge impact on his life and his decisions.

But I DO think that he's a bookworm??? In every scene we have of him in snk he's in his office surrounded by hundreds of books LMAO if that ain't a nerd right there, idek what is. I BET in modern AU he'd be wearing glasses too.

LET'S BE HONEST a man who reads and studies and is literally buried in books IS HOT. I DON'T WANT MY MAN DUMB and Erwin certainly isn't

Erwin never cries or gets emotional:

NOT in front of others. And even when he does breakdown, it's very, very, VERY rare. He does have the 'im a big strong man and big strong men are not allowed to cry' ego. He IS harsh on himself but most of the time he's trying to ignore all the burdens and guilt and regret that befalls him that eventually pile up and he's breaking down and crying, but EVEN THAT is silent and quiet.

I imagine him TOTALLY ALONE with his back against one of his many bookcases, seated on the floor, messy hair, wrinkly shirt, unshaved face, a total mess, crying silently cuz every time he closes his eyes all he sees are friends that he's the one who's sent them to their deaths.

Listen, canon!Erwin suffers probably more than most characters in snk (actually no everybody suffers in snk but you know what I mean ok?) he does act like the big strong commander with a resolve of steel BUT HE IS HUMAN and he DOES breakdown however silent it is.

There's lots of shit that comes with the position he has. No one could have ever dealt with all of this better than him, but he still breaks in the late hours of the night when no one is there to visit him and see him in a state that he doesn't want anyone to see him in.

And that's why hoes like me write fanfiction uwu

[fierycavalier]

25 Questions

Tagged by the bestie @what-breaks-my-heart

1. Why did you choose your url?

My url describes me! I came up with it while watching Whiskey Cavalier, a short-lived show from 2019 that I very much enjoyed.

2. Any sideblogs? If you have them, name them and why you have them.

Yes. I have one that's for more personal posts, although I go through phases using it. There's a 2nd one that I don't really use.

3. How long have you been on Tumblr?

I remember my first post was about how I'd just been accepted to my university, so it was spring of 2010. I remade my blog in 2015, though.

4. Do you have a queue tag?

Nope!

5. Why did you start your blog in the first place?

I'd used another blogging site but didn't like the format, so I switched to tumblr. It was purely personal posts to start, I didn't really join any fandoms until 2011 (thanks @magnetocerebro !)

6. Why did you choose your avatar?

It was the last time I took a selfie that I liked without caveat.

7. Why did you choose your header?

Ace's expression and the quote really vibed with my ongoing wrestle with grief and nostalgia.

8. What's your post with the most notes?

This one of my cats! I blazed it because my boys are cuties.

You can check yours here.

9. How many mutuals do you have?

42, the Answer to the Ultimate Question, so a pretty great number if I do say so myself

10. How many followers do you have?

263.

11. How many blogs do you follow?

205.

12. Have you ever made a shitpost?

not... intentionally? the best shitposts are sincere imo

13. How often do you use Tumblr each day?

regularly. just assume that i'm here lol

14. Did you have a fight/argument with another blog once?

Another blog (and its friends) got mad at me but I blocked them all (10/10 recommend)

15. How do you feel about 'you need to reblog this' posts?

It's a great way to ruin a perfectly good post. As a rule, I won't reblog.

16. Do you like tag games?

I do! But they're a pain to do on the app, so I save them as drafts to do on desktop, and then forget to to do them :(

17. Do you like ask games?

Yes! Except the part where I can't remember anything about myself as soon as someone asks

18. Which of your mutuals do you think is Tumblr famous?

All my mutuals are famous in my heart.

19. Do you have a crush on a mutual?

If you allow for a wide interpretation of crush, then yes

20. What is the last song you listened to?

Down Bad by Ms. Swift

21. What are you currently watching?

I just finished episode 5.8 of Elementary!

22. Sweet/savory/spicy?

Savory first, then sweet to finish.

23. What is your current relationship status?

Super married.

24. What is your current obsession?

dramione fan fic & art <3

25. What are nine albums/songs you've been listening to lately?

TTPD (the anthology) - Taylor Swift Clancy - Twenty One Pilots Eastern Montana - George Winston GUTS - Olivia Rodrigo TIM - Avicii Found Heaven - Conan Gray five seconds flat - Lizzie McAlpine Infinity On High - Fall Out Boy Tourist History - Two Door Cinema Club

tag you're it @florida3exclamationpoints @magnetocerebro @holliano @thankyouforyourcooperation @themarydragon @oceanodedoces @constantvigilante @goyurim

[randomvarious]

Today's compilation:

Baseball's Greatest Hits 1989 Novelty / Swing / Pop / Jazz / Comedy / Folk / Singer-Songwriter

Well, folks, I gotta say that baseball and I really aren't on the greatest of terms right now. See, my Mets are currently in the fight of their life for a playoff wild card spot, and their MVP-caliber shortstop, Francisco Lindor, who prides himself on playing every day, is now nursing a back injury, and we don't yet know the severity of it, because as I'm currently writing this, me and this entire fanbase are awaiting the results of a very important MRI. And as a diehard Mets fan whose only really been raised on baseball heartbreak, I've been conditioned to only expect bad news at this point, knowing full well that even if his injury is minor and he's only out for a few games, that his absence at this highly critical point in the season has a pretty good chance of causing this club to miss the playoffs by a mere inch, even though they've been pretty much the best team in the league since Memorial Day, with a starting pitching staff that was not expected to be very good, but has somehow miraculously developed itself into the best one in the game, despite ace Kodai Senga only making a single appearance all season due to multiple injuries.

But even though I really don't wanna think too much about baseball right now (hah!), we still push on, because like it or not, this novelty album of baseball songs from Rhino Records—the first of its kind, they allege—happens to be the next album in my queue, and so here I am, regardless of my own mood and how I'm currently trying to cope in this moment, ready to write, objectively 😥.

So, first of all, and above all else, this is a fun album. Little of it consists of music that I would consider to be *good*, but that's not really the point of an album like this in the first place; we're here for goofy novelty, and boy, do we have a whole lot of it, from swingin' and showtuney and rockin' tunes about specific greats like Joe DiMaggio, Willie Mays, Jackie Robinson, Mickey Mantle, and Hank Aaron; to jazz pianist Dave Frishberg's "Van Lingle Mungo," a song that, according to this albums own liner notes, became his most requested, even though its lyrics are literally only names of baseball players that he'd found in a baseball encyclopedia once, including that of Van Lingle Mungo himself. What a song to have your career defined by 😂.

But the absurdity of this album really only begins there, because in addition to that, we've got some peak 80s cringe here as well. Like, you know how so many people in that decade mistakenly thought it'd be a good idea to try their hand at rapping? Well, have a listen to legendary Yankees announcer Mel Allen rap the words 'that ain't no jive' on "Baseball Dreams," by Allen and a group called The Naturals. This song is like if one of those horribly cheesy 'just say no to drugs' anthems was made about baseball instead. A complete atrocity that reminds you just how much of this awful type of cheap and generic, keyboard-dominated ~sound~ was really floating around out there at the time. Fun to point and laugh at now, but holy shit, what terrible, terrible music this was!

And up until that very song on this album, I was set to write about how this is a great release for families to listen to in their car while on the way to a ballgame, so long as they don't go to more than a few games a year. But then I heard the next song, "Baseball Card Lover" by Rockin' Richie Ray, and thought otherwise, because while Richie provides the thinnest of pretenses that this song is merely about his love of baseball cards, what it's actually clearly about instead are his own fantasies about having wild sex with the players on those cards 🥵. So, uh...fun for the whole family, this album certainly is not.

Still, though, there are a few genuinely good songs on here too, and the best among them, I'd say, is probably Philly soul group The Intruders' "(Love Is Like A) Baseball Game," which wasn't their biggest hit, but still managed to perform modestly well, reaching #26 on the Billboard Hot 100 in 1968. A quality piece of soul music that came courtesy of the legendary songwriting and production duo of Gamble and Huff, but I'm not too sure that I agree that the whole concept of love can really be equated to "three strikes, you're out" 😅.

So, all in all, it definitely did feel a little bit tormenting to have to listen to this album and then write up a post about it today, but now that I've done it, I won't have to do it again 👍. Worth a listen if you love the history of baseball and think you'd get a kick out of the wide variety of wacky music that this folkloric game has managed to yield since about the ~1940s, but if baseball's never really been your thing, you can probably skip this collection, because you probably wouldn't understand or appreciate much of what these songs are about anyway.

But seriously, how do you leave a song like "Meet the Mets," one of the single-catchiest baseball tunes ever written, off of an album like this?! 🤔 Tsk, tsk. The lesser known funkier and peppier 70s version of it goes pretty hard, as far as baseball songs go, too, I think.

Highlights:

The Intruders - "(Love Is Like A) Baseball Game" Steve Goodman - "A Dying Cub Fan's Last Request" Sister Wynona Carr - "The Ball Game"

P.S.: Since I've written this, Lindor's MRI has come back clean, which is definitely encouraging, but they really need him back ASAP. Time is definitely not on their side right now 😓.

[fatbiscuit]

Lunar Plush AU Part Three. This is the third chapter of a collaborative AU with Ultimawolffox.

Part 3: A Dangerous Choice

I am unsure what it is Bloodmoon thinks about me. Other than capturing me he has yet to hurt me, but that does not mean he won’t or that he has not ended the lives of countless others. Bloodmoon was called away by Ruin to do something. I have no idea what it is they want Bloodmoon for, but I suppose whatever it is probably involves blood. 

Earlier Bloodmoon had decided to test the capabilities of what I could do. The method he decided to use was to motivate me with what I could only assume was some sort of dog treat. The treats did not taste great, but I was honestly just glad that they were edible. I do not know what kind of (if any) regularly scheduled feeding plans Bloodmoon could be counted on to create. The tricks started with the usual sit or stand up but they very quickly escalated to hit that box or stab that barrel. A part of me was glad to have something to do in order to get my mind off of my situation, but it did get tiring. I was relieved when Bloodmoon was called away, but now I am left with just my thoughts.

I wish that I had some way to communicate with Lunar. I suppose that I really should not want to risk putting him in danger, but what other hope do I have? It is not anybody else really even knows that I exist. I guess maybe if Bloodmoon started to trust me enough I could escape on my own, but how long would that take? I do not know how long I can manage to stay interesting enough to warrant not being killed. I miss my room, I miss my old food, but most of all missed Lunar. I especially missed the nice relaxed conversations we would share. I wish I could just make everything go back to the way it was, but I know that there is nothing that I can do.

As if on queue to confirm my growing concerns, my thoughts are interrupted by the sound of Bloodmoon returning. He is holding a collar in one hand and a leash in the other. I can feel dread pouring into my stomach as I quickly realize the only likely purpose for such items, I am about to be put on a leash. I don't know where or how Bloodmoon acquired the items, but knowing Bloodmoon I probably do not even want to know.

“Follow us, we will show you what this place is,” Bloodmoon said as he reached out to attach the collar around my neck. Nothing he ever says feels like a request, but more like a knowing statement of what is to follow.

Out of instinct I start to back away, but I know better than to try to fight them again, especially while I was still trapped. Within seconds I exchanged my chain for a leash, I never thought I would have preferred my chain to something else before. I was practically dragged from my old prison and forced to keep pace with my new “caretaker”. 

“If you behave, we have a surprise!” the energetic second Bloodmoon voice explained.

As shocking as it sounds, the idea of a surprise from Bloodmoon does nothing to ease my mind. I now have some new unknown variable to worry about. I decide worrying about it will have to wait as I start to receive a tour of this strange place.

I do not dare to make a fuss, I honestly want to keep as little of their attention on me as possible. Unfortunately, they were very easily bored and I was something to mess with. They show me the computer, where they kept the blood…, the door (locked, of course), and finally they lead me down a dimly lit corridor. I can start to feel the tour winding down to an end and begin to again wonder what would happen next, I did not need to wait long.

As I follow BloodMoon to the final part of the base I can barely make out a shape of something pressed to the corner of the room. The lighting was terrible, but there was no mistaking what the shape was, it was a human tied to the wall. 

“What, what are they doing here?” I instinctively ask, trying (and possibly failing) to hide my horror. 

Bloodmoon offered me a knife and reasoned,  “Oh, isn’t it obvious? It is here for you to kill it, can you?!”

Not knowing what else to do I take the offered knife into my hands and stare speechlessly at the terrified figure across from me. He was staring back and was probably just as scared as I was, maybe he was even more frightened. 

“We told you there would be a surprise!” the second voice of Bloodmoon happily announced.

Did they seriously expect me to kill them? Well, Bloodmoon was insane, so it is not like you could really put anything past their expectations. But-

“What are you waiting for?!” the second Bloodmoon questioned, clearly growing impatient.

The man was trapped, in danger, and had no escape. I suppose, in a way, he and I are in the same boat. I stand still, with no idea what to do.

The first Bloodmoon decided to give a chilling command consisting of a single word, “Kill.”

There is now no question what was demanded of me. The real question I have left now is not what should I do, but what can I do? 

What choice do I even have?

[thessalian]

Thess vs Understaffing

We desperately need another typist. We are not getting one.

Look, it's simple - if we can't cope with losing two typists for a one-hour meeting without getting hugely behind, if we can't cope with losing a typist for an afternoon without getting hugely behind, if there are twice as many doctors dictating as typists typing at minimum and they all stay longer than any of the typists do, if it's a good day if the typing queue is less than 200 items long? THEN WE DO NOT HAVE ENOUGH TYPISTS. Particularly not when you add in the other extraneous tasks, like copy-pasting supplementary reports into the system, shipping upwards of a dozen reports to other hospitals because apparently we don't have a framework in place to just get them their reports when they don't send us a big-ass list, or fighting with the various horrors our IT department has decided is user-friendly software.

But nope. We're not getting another typist, apparently, despite what was said at our team meeting ... I think late last year. Awhile ago, anyway. I am told that somehow, despite the big new office space the others moved into and two of us working from home, we don't have the space for a new typist. Partly because other people also moved into our office space, so ... y'know.

(Side note: that's a silver lining - they will never ask me to come into the office to work because there would be nowhere for me to sit.)

Don't mind me. It's not a great day. I don't cope well with heat and it's been somewhere in the low thirties Celcius for most of the day. Hell, probably warmer in my actual flat, because of its pizza-oven walls and lack of any amount of air flow. Add to that the whole thing about my meds being somewhat less effective in the heat, and I am not a happy bunny at this point. I also had to overwork myself because ... well, first of all, New Girl had an appointment this afternoon and was only in for half the day, and second of all, she apparently decided that since she was only in for the morning, she could do the bare fucking minimum - only the shortest of reports, picked from the queue one at a time. The queue is a meeeeeess. So add all the work, and the heat, and the ow, and ... yeah. Bad, bad day.

It's not going to get remotely cool enough to cook anything today, is it. FUCK.