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[exotic-dinostuff]

I need to learn how to take pictures bro, I didn't like the last post that I made of this drawing, I think day night about this thing, I'm doing this like a normal person and reposting it so y'all can actually see

Either Tumblr loves fricking with my pictures or I'm terrible at photography

[fangisms]

HEYY so I love your writing and have been stalking your account since yesterday 🤭 I checked and I saw ur request were open so I figured I’d shoot my shot and send a request but if you’re not interested it’s totally fine !!

I saw that you don’t have Harry on ur master list so idk if you take request for him? So I won’t request smth for him here but if you do write for him pls lmk !!

Ok now my actual request, can you write smth for Theodore Nott x fem!reader where reader is like tough and usually goes against the grain of what other people are doing and for once she decides to actually go to a party when a Some Guy starts hitting on her and she’s like obviously very not into it Theo confronts the guy and gets into a fight with him.

Like maybe they’ve known each other since they were young and when they got to hogwarts they grew apart bc they were in different houses but Theo has been like hardcore crushing on her for years lol. And like after he gets into the fight she cleans him up in the bathroom and is all like “you didn’t have to do that I can take care of myself” and he’s all like “yah I know” but feeling smug bc she’s blushing or smth and he’s all happy bc yah it’s been a while but maybe he still has a chance and doesn’t just have to watch her from afar forever 🤭

SORRY this is so long but I have been having Theo brain rot and this idea has been floating in my head for a couple days now

respectable fisticuffs

A/N: yk what i didn’t think i would but i WILL write for harry, send it in anon 🫂 also this request is so good pls gif cred: @possession

Pairings: Theodore Nott x Fem!Non-Slytherin!Reader

Summary: Battered and bruised, Theo misses you like hell and now seems like a great time to tell you. 1.5k words

Warnings: fluff, theo gets in a physical fight, unsolicited flirting, cursing, tw blood/wounds, kissing, lots of ‘bellissima’, soo much pining

"What's she doing here?" Mattheo welcomes Pansy with a kiss on the cheek, leering at you like he's amused by your presence.

"I convinced her to show up, so pretty please don't scare her away," Pansy coos, patting him on the shoulder before disappearing towards the couches.

"It’s a your lucky day," he huffs, guiding you towards the sound of drunken laughter and song. "I know someone who's dying to see you."

"Don't we all," you tease. By the looks of it, he's leading you into the belly of the beast—a group of Slytherin boys crowded around a brassy gramophone. "So, who exactly is dying to see me?"

"Don’t play dumb, sweetheart... you know who," he whispers before slinking off to find a drink.

"Mattheo!" you shout, "Coglione." Maybe you should hunt Pansy down. She's the one who forced you to come after all, she deserves to bear witness to your misery.

Theo had no idea you were coming. If he had, he might've tried a little harder to impress. You look just as beautiful as the last time you ignored him, and it's not helping his crush in the slightest. Over the years, he's grown a real talent for watching you from afar. Since the sorting hat took you away from him, it's all he can do any more, and suffice to say, he misses you like hell even now.

As he's mulling it over in his head, you glance over at him. He thinks your gaze will dart away like it always does while he take a drag of his cigarette. But you wave. You hold up your hand and wave. At him. And he nods back like some nonchalant idiot. He loves the way your eyes always seem to sparkle just before you look away.

Theo waits until you've visibly relaxed to approach you. And just as he's mustering up the courage to leave his chair, Graham Montague spills his drink down your shirt.

"Shit," Graham pants, stumbling forward and clasping onto your waist for dear life. He looks down at your top—or rather, down your top—and chuckles to himself. "Might actually be an improvement."

"You smell like piss," you say. He palms your shoulder and laughs, leaning closer to mumble low in your ear.

"Does that mean you like it?" His fingers flex against your collar bone and trail up the length of your neck. You want to vomit.

Just then, his body falls limp to the ground with a thud, and you gasp, turning to see Theo looming beside you.

"Theo!" you shout, but he gently sweeps you aside, falling to his knees and taking a fistful of Graham's soiled collar.

"Get off of me—ow, prick," Graham whines, clawing at Theo's shoulder and reaching to scratch at his face. Theo slams his back hard against the floorboards with a sharp inhale before landing a punch to his face. Graham lets out a yelp and whimpers when Theo stands above him. Theo presses his boot to the palm of Graham's hand.

"Go near her again, and you'll lose your hand entirely," Theo seethes. Mattheo finally yanks him away with a snicker, guiding him to the stairwell. But not before Theo shouts, "Mangia merde e morte."

"Alright, dickhead, I think you've made your point," Mattheo says, squeezing Theo's shoulders as his eyes zip back and forth wildly, looking any and everywhere he can.

"Where is she?"

"Calm down—"

"Mattheo, you know where she is. Tell me," he huffs. If it weren't for the haunted look in his eye, Mattheo would've kept his mouth shut. But he knows how bad his friend needs this. How bad he needs you.

"She's upstairs. Told her she could borrow our bathroom."

"Sei come un fratello per me, thank you," Theo whispers.

"Yeah, yeah," Mattheo says, "you owe me one." Theo leaves him a kiss on the cheek before taking the steps two at a time.

The light from the boys' bathroom seeps through the crack in the door. It's the only light in the whole dorm, and he can see your shadow as it crosses back and forth. He feels like he's out on the field before a championship game or about to take an exam he didn't study for. His hands feel weak when he reaches for the doorknob.

He presses his ear to the door before opening it any further. "May I come in?"

You shuffle around, and he hears you approach the door on tender foot. He can't take the way you open the door and stand back like you're faced with some predator. He hasn't spoken to you in so long, all he wants is to wrap his arms around you and never let go.

"What the fuck is wrong with you, Theo?" you say, shutting the door behind him as he goes to sit on the closed toilet seat.

"Don't say that," he says, carding his fingers through his hair. He groans at the pain shooting up his fingers.

You look over him softly. Subtly, so he won't notice, but he's gotten good at noticing you.

"Are you hurt?"

He looks at his knuckles, sprinkled with blood, and feels for the scrape on his cheek.

"No—"

He doesn't have time to explain himself before you're kneeling at his side, dabbing a cold towel against his jaw and tilting his chin up.

"It's worse than you think, Theo," you hum, pressing the damp cloth to the column of his neck as he swallows.

"It's nothing I can't handle."

"You idiot," you say. He hisses when you hold his jaw and turn his head, wiping the shallow gash on his cheek. Most of the blood is not his, which is a good sign. That doesn't stop you from wanting to yell at him, though. He can tell with the way you're frowning as you wet the dried blood on his warm skin.

"I had it under control, you know,” you say.

He can't help but smile at your determination. He always admired that about you. Too stubborn for your own good. And his.

"I know."

Your eyes drift across his brow, narrowly avoiding the eye contact he so craves. He drinks in the curve of your lashes, the sweetness of your cheek, the way your thigh is pushed against his knee.

"He was harmless. And drunk. And you should’ve known better."

"I know," he huffs. You toss the pink-tinged towel into the bowl of the sink.

"We're not kids anymore, I don't need you to protect me." You stay knelt at his feet, focused on your knees digging into the cold tile. It makes you sad to think about you and him like this. You used to be friends. Best friends, in fact, the kind of friends adults would say were 'joined at the hip'. You used to cry over being sorted into different houses, but you got over it. That's life. You figured he moved on and so should you. Maybe neither of you moved on in the end.

"Look at me." His voice startles you out of your thoughts, and you meet his soft green eyes.

"Bellissima..."

"You are such an idiot," you huff. Theo looks down at you like he's been waiting to all his life. Like he's been cursing that very first day since it happened.

"I miss you," he coos, fingers twitching where they're rested on his knees. "I miss having you close to me."

"That's not fair."

"Not fair?"

You look away. "No."

"How?"

Oh, and you hate the way he smiles when he knows he's about to get what he wants. He knows exactly how to get you flustered. That's exactly why he was your first kiss. And your second.

"Come on, bellissima... tell me you miss me," he whispers, leaning his elbows onto his knees to be closer to you. To have his nose brush the tip of your own. He craves the shape of your mouth now more than ever.

Then you look at him. Him and his dastardly grin, how the charm pours out of him in gobs. The hair sweeping across his forehead and how you always catch him looking at you how he is now. Innocent and longing. Like you’re beautiful. Like you’re his again.

“Of course I miss you,” you sob, reaching out to cup his face in your hands, “I miss you, Theo.”

“Oh, bella,” he says, fitting himself into your arms, knees pressed to either side of your own as he slides to the floor. You shudder against his body, and he holds you tighter. “I never want to be without you.”

You pull away just to look at him, his face, the way time has changed him. He has his hands on your waist when you lean in to kiss his cheek. His eyes flutter closed and he waits for another. You swipe your thumb where you’d just pressed your lips, and you kiss the corner of his mouth. He smiles, eyes still gently shut as he manouvres his fingertips to the curve of your bottom lip. And you kiss him.

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[fictional-teakettle]

Waiting for the Cocoa to Cool ☕

In which Gus gets angsty about the whole becoming-a-villain thing, and Pen makes him cocoa. She also makes him laugh himself silly.

⚠️ This is a ticklefic! If that ain't your thing, kindly move along ⚠️

🫂 Pairing: Lee!Gus, Ler!Pen (100% platonic, 200% consensual, sfw)

‼️CW/TW: Gus curses like a sailor, you have been warned 😂 If there are any trigger warnings you'd like me to add (to this piece any/or any work in the future), please let me know!

While I adore both, I'm much more comfy with writing as a medium than drawing. So I thought I'd write a quick lil ticklefic to introduce Gus a bit more organically than my typical habit of infodumping. 😅 This fic ended up being much longer than I anticipated, but hey - what's wrong with extra tickles? Nothing I can think of.

Hope you enjoy! -🐧

"You want some cocoa, hun?"

I don't wait for an answer - I've already made two mugs. Gus will never refuse cocoa (not my cocoa, anyway).

Besides, he's staring out at the rain, which means he's too lost in thought to register anything I say anyway. His reverie only breaks when I set his mug beside him on the end table, directly in his line of vision, and plop myself down on the sofa beside him.

"Did you tell them about me?"

Look at that. Bailey owes me five bucks. He thought it'd take Gus a couple minutes before he started fretting about my new project.

"I gave them a little introduction." I pat his hand. "There's an awful lot to know about you, hun."

"Right, but did you tell them about... you know..."

How 'bout that! Bailey owes me ten.

"Vaguely." I set my mug down on the coffee table. "I said you went off the deep end for a bit."

Gus manages a mirthless little scoff of a chuckle. "There's an understatement."

"I mean, that's what happened," I shrug. "You just... lost your head for a while."

"I dunno, Pen. I think there was a little more to it than that."

"Mm. That's a topic for future posts."

Gus looks away.

He's right, of course - there's a lot more to it. Just... not a lot that matters to us now, in my cozy living room, listening to the rain patter on the window. The only problem is that Gus can't stay present to save his life.

But that's why I made the cocoa. Nothing heals like cocoa, in my humble opinion (especially my cocoa).

Unfortunately it's still too hot to drink. I gotta think of some other way to distract him before he starts ruminating on-

"Are you sure you don't wanna start with Hazel?"

I stifle a sigh. "Gus, love, we talked about this, remember?"

"I'm just saying, the villain isn't the one who deserves a-"

"You're not the villain."

"Well, I was sure acting like one!"

"Because you were high as a kite on Dr. Jekyll's axe-crazy-monster juice."

"That I made myself!"

"You didn't intend to drink it." I lean back. "You just needed it for... you know. Vengeance..."

Gus throws me a flat look. He's right, this conversation isn't really going a productive direction.

"Look," I try again, " You're not in that story anymore. You were never even supposed to be in that story in the first place. If anyone deserves a soft epilogue, in a new place, it's you."

"But so do you." Gus meets my gaze for the first time in the whole conversation. "Your life got fucked up, too. If you're gonna go to all this trouble, you deserve to focus on your own epilogue."

"Why do you think you're sitting in my living room?" I squeeze his hand. "You're my comfort character, Gus. We're in this together."

"What's that?"

"Comfort character? It means you make me feel safe."

He blinks. "...Oh."

"You're my comfiest comfort character." I scoot closer and rest my head on his shoulder.

I can feel a bit of the tension in his muscles ease at the cuddle. "You're makin' me sound like a stuffed animal," he mutters good-naturedly.

"Mm."

"I think Hazel's a lot better at comforting that I am though, personally..."

This man. Cannot. Let anything go.

Which means it's time to switch tactics.

"Hey, you know what I forgot to tell them about you?"

"I mean, Hazel's a fairy godmother." He's no longer listening. "Comfort is her whole-" At least he isn't until right about here, when he freezes mid-phrase.

He hadn't even noticed me slip my arm behind his back, but he's definitely noticed that I'm now walking the fingers of both hands up his sides.

"Don't let me interrupt you, hun..."

"Ohhh no, you don't!"

"You were saying...?"

"Pen, cheheh- cut that out!"

"No, no, continue, I insist!"

"Pen!" His voice cracks even on this one syllable.

"I'm just demonstrating a little detail I forgot to mention to our readers."

Finally, twisting to face me, he manages to snag both my wrists and hold them still. "Wh-What do they need to know that for?!"

"What do they need to know what for?" I smile sweetly.

"That I'm-" He's so flustered he just barely catches himself.

I flash him a wide grin. "You wanna tell 'em, honey?"

He just squirms - struggling with an uncharacteristically silly grin of his own that he doesn't entirely seem to realize he's making. "Over my cold, dead-"

Mm, I don't need to hear the end of that threat. I easily break my wrists from his grasp and set to work on his adorable little belly.

The detail I forgot to tell you is that Gus is devastatingly ticklish.

"WaitwaitWAIT Pehehen, staHAhp!!"

Gus isn't a loud guy. Even his full-out cackling barely makes it above most folks' normal speaking voice. But what he lacks in volume he makes up for in intensity - he's got the most contagious, helpless laughter I've ever heard in my life. The best I can describe it is quietly maniacal.

"Stopstopstopit-getOFFmehehe!!" He also has an adorable tendency to babble incoherently when he gets nervous - or flustered, in this case. Especially if I get 'im right up under his ribs...

"ACK! Pehehen! Penstop I cahan't- Ihi-"

The nice thing about this spot is that I can wiggle my fingers right up under his diaphragm, so his own giggling starts to tickle.

"I can't st-stop! AHahaha- plehehehease!!"

It's definitely a spot to use sparingly, else he'll run out of air. I give him another few tweaks before sitting back, beaming as he catches his breath.

"This is... heh... c-completely unnecessary," he mutters, his hands wavering defensively over his midsection.

"If only there was something you could say to make me stop," I sigh, throwing a sorrowful glance to the ceiling. In reply I receive his best attempt at a scowl (which, since he's still grinning like an idiot, isn't a very convincing attempt).

Gus is so sensitive - both physically and emotionally - that I'd never dare touch him if we didn't have a safeword. But I've never in our entire friendship heard him use it. This boy soaks up physical affection like a ticklish little sponge.

And right now, in my expert opinion, he could use a little more of it.

I can't help but coo over the way his tummy deflates in anticipation as I hover one hand over his waist. All I have to do is rest my fingertips against the soft fabric of his sweater, and he collapses into helpless giggles.

It occurs to me, I don't think I've mentioned Gus' accent yet either. It's little more than a slight lilt most of the time, but when he's flustered like this becomes much more pronounced.

I'm not quite sure what it's supposed to be, exactly - technically it's Drearish, the regional dialect from the fictional village where he grew up. Whoever directed the movie he came from seemed to be going for some vague German-Slavic-Transylvanian hodgepodge.

Regardless, it's cute as heck. Especially when he's so overwhelmed that he starts trying to curse me out in Drearish.

Not that he doesn't have a perfectly sufficient vocabulary of English curse words to throw at me...

"I svehehear to - shihit, fuck! - I vill breheak your FUHUCKING - heheheh! - your fingers!! Your... dammit, getoffme!!"

...But the trick is to sneak my hands under his sweater and start scribbling directly against the soft pudge of his lower tummy. That really does him in.

"What did you just call me?!"

"I saheheh-" [incomprehensible] "you fuhuckin'-" [unintelligible] "if you don't-" [...frankly this could be English or Drearish, it's so garbled by laughter I can't tell].

"Sorry, didn't catch that," I tease.

He lapses into silent laughter for a few seconds. "Okay, okahahay, enough! Enough!"

Enough isn't our safeword (that would be nightshade) but it's kind of an informal one since he doesn't use it very often. It's become a code for I'm getting tired.

So I withdraw my hands from beneath his sweater, and start rubbing slow circles on his tummy. Even this still tickles him, but only enough to elicit soft little breathless chuckles. I'm mostly doing it because his tummy is just so irresistibly soft and warm... but also my hand is trapped so tightly beneath both his arms that I'm starting to lose feeling in my fingers.

Our cocoa has gone cold by the time we return to our mugs. Neither of us mind very much.

[hanafubukki]

BOOP ! I'm here 🤲🏻🌻 , it's ask game time 💕

I was holding myself back but lets say 9, 11, 18 and 20

(Ask Game)

Hello Yuki 💞💚🌺

BOOP BACK 👋 (think of this as a patting emoji)

Lolol you don’t need to hold back ☺️💞🫂

Favorite pairing you wrote for this year?

Would it be surprising if I said Lilia Vanrouge X Reader?? Lilia is my comfort character; I always think of him. ☺️💞

Another pairing is KOD X Reader. He's so sweet and I really wish he had a happy ending. (So, I'll give it to him.) 👏🙏

What work took you the longest to write?

I'm going to cheat and say the fic I posted today. "I Love You." which took me about a few months to finish.

The character that gave me the most trouble this year?

Compared to previous years, I want to say Sebek or Silver. I feel I haven't been able to write Sebek as much as the other three. I think with the last couple months with Sebek content being released, it helped a bit. ��

Which work have you reread the most?

I would say its the same fic as the one mentioned above...I have no idea how many times I read it.😂🤣

At one point I almost deleted it because I felt it wasn't good anymore. lolol but I didn’t!! Don’t yell at me lolol 🫶🫶💕💕

Thank you for sending this in Yuki. 💚🩵🫂💞

[mrhaitch]

Good morning Mr.Haitch (I’m assuming it’s morning)

How was your weekend? Mine flew by, and I’m still feeling burnt out from the all-nighters I pulled to finish all my assignments.

Onwards to the questions

1) would you rather eat the same thing for the rest of your life (but it’s something you hate) or dress up in the same outfit for the rest of your life (but it’s a fashion atrocity that you committed during your teens)

2) what is your least favorite thing about being an academic?

3) can you draw/ sketch?

4) I don’t know how I never asked this before but do you also have tattoos? And if you don’t, do you see yourself getting one in the future?

5) Have your kids ever said/ done something, that amazed you to some degree?

6) what’s the worst shenanigans your kids have gotten up to?

Sorry for bombarding you with questions so early in the day.

(Also if that academic-anon is reading this, I wanted to say I see you and I feel you. Believe me, performing exceptionally in your exams doesn’t equate to happiness, and this is coming from someone who has gotten straight As all her life. Burn out, depression, constant sense of anxiety doesn’t simply go away if you scored better. Agreed, that you would feel a momentary sense of accomplishment, but like I said, it would be temporary.

I understand your need to perform better than your siblings, to be recognized as someone who has achieved something. Those are things that would help you respect yourself. Do you respect yourself? Because other’s opinion doesn’t matter until you respect the efforts you put into your work. So what if you’re not performing how you want right now, atleast acknowledge the hard work that went into it. Pat yourself on the back for these little victories. You woke up, you faced another day, and one day when you look back, you would surely be proud that you persisted.

You did good. You tried. And that’s what matters 🫂)

It is morning. The weekend was busy as usual, but we spent some time with Haitch's family which was nice.

1) Well my most embarrassing teenage outfit was oversized t-shirts, combat camo cargo trousers, and trainers that were falling apart - which was awful, but very comfortable. It'd have to be that one.

2) It would have to be the insane workload and level of expectation from managers. Teaching, research, pastoral care, administration, supporting with open days, applicant days, working shifts on the clearing phone lines, graduation, exam invigilating, assessing, public appearances, conferences, social media, dealing with the press. It's an endless horror show where, in the UK, you could STILL do all that and still be made redundant so the university can renovate their sports hall.

3) Hah. No.

4) I do not. I've got some ideas, which Haitch and I have talked over. I'd like to memorialise my PhD with a plague doctor tattoo somewhere (PhD during COVID = plague doctor, no one can take that title away from me).

5) I remember our oldest saying sarcophagus without any hesitation or errors once. To be honest, though, when your kids learn to speak it's an endless series of amazing and surprising moments - especially when their personality begins to coalesce.

6) A couple of years ago we went to Disneyland Paris for my 30th birthday. Big family thing - my parents and youngest brother came along. We'd gone somewhere for lunch and our eldest was kicking off, just bored and overstimulated, so I took him for a walk around the corner. We passed a staff member who smiled and waved, I smiled and waved back, but then I saw her face pivot to shock, and then she covered her mouth to suppress a laugh. When I looked around at my son, I discovered he was flipping her off from behind my back. I picked him up under my arm, mumbled a barely comprehensible apology in french, and took him away for a bollocking.

I'd also like to add that I agree with everything you've said for academic-anon, couldn't have said it better myself. I'm not very emotionally articulate first thing in the morning.

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

waaahhh ari i'm sorry i'm soooo bad at replying but I LOVE being an anon 😭😭 born to be a yapper forced to be anxious with social interactions 😞😞 I'm back ari!! no more uni worries for me for the next month :33 I finished my exams and since then i've been treating myself with good sleep like you said!! for the sashisu thoughts we were having just know im preening bcoz you said it's cute :33 wringing my hands together and shuffling my feet and cheesing And sugu is such a silly caretaker you're right!! spoils you and then rolls his eyes at you acting spoiled. like. YOU made me like this??? I read this little thing where we were trying on his robes and they were falling off our shoulders.. and he laughed but then said that he would carry us around in them and wear them together and im 🥺🥺 Waahhh ari.. i wish that silly goofy man was real... i've been thinking a lot about jjk0 lately and that man is so ahsjhdhjdfg giggling at his nonsense (did you see what i did there :33)

i hope you have a lovely day today <333 and make sure to take care of yourself!! ❄ anon

MY SWEET LITTLE ❄️ ANON!!!!!!!

never ever apologize for taking time to send asks, you know there’s never any rush!!! <333 i love chatting with you no matter how or when!! and as you can probably tell my own responses have gotten late recently :’3 we’re both doing our best…!!!

ANDDDD I AM SO SO PROUD OF YOU 🫂🫂🫂 ruffling your hair and patting your head!!!! i know you did your best and i’m so glad you’re taking the time to rest too 🥺🥺 you deserve it!!! me and sashisu are rolling you up in a big blanket and tucking you into bed <333 AND PLEASEEE YOU’RE SO CUTE 😭😭😭 those sashisu thoughts are still being devoured by the mice y’know!!! they wanted me to tell you that they’re very grateful for the meal <33333 they love you!!!!!

SUGU IS SUCHHHH A SILLY CARETAKER HE’S SO…… oughhhh. he’s annoying but in the cutest way possible <//3 BUT HELLOOOOOO HI HELLO……. my dearest ❄️ anon……… could you please pretty please send the geto fluff my way?? 🥺 i was literally JUST thinking abt wearing his robes and how much he’d adore it phdkdjdj….. need to read and rb it with a million tags IMMEDIATELY……

AND REALLLL YOU’RE SO REAL!!!!! THE 0 THOUGHTS HAVE BEEN HAUNTING ME TOO :((( he’s soooo silly lonely doomed loserboycoded etcetc… AND PLEASE HIS NONSENSE LINE 😭😭 takahiro sakurai u may be an awful man but your voice acting changed my life . he’s so cunty……..

i hope YOU have a lovely day my little snow angel <3333 tysm for stopping by!!! and as always, remember that there’s never any rush to respond; take it at your own pace!! just know u have my heart and love and mice <3333 MWAHH

[jung-koook]

Sky I was travelling and I didn't have data so after I reached my hotel I immediately connected to the wifi and went straight for ur blog to check for any updates and to my devastation I wasn't able to find your blog at all like I searched every possible tag and wasn't able to find ur blog and I was close to tears bc I thought u deleted ur blog or smth or smth was wrong with my acc but I saw some other acc posting abt how ur acc got terminated and I didn't know what to do or how to help u and by the time I did send the email to the staff I think ur blog was already back? ANYWAYS I'm so relieved you r back, u r such a huge part of the bangtan fam almost like the backbone of the fandom and I really fucking hope this doesn't happen to you or anyone ever again. Genuinely felt like a nightmare sjdjdidjjddb😭😭 here's a huge hug from me and a pat for staying strong thro this terrifying experience💞🫂🫂

omg did you go straight to my blog? LKASLKALSLALS for a few minutes I became the joker because I swear I laughed like a lunatic when I saw the message saying that my blog had been deleted. I thought to myself "this has to be a bad joke" 😭then I came to my senses and omg, I burst into tears. It was truly a nightmare that I hope never happens to anyone else ever again. tumblr needs to stop deleting blogs for no reason and start focusing on blogs that keep making and sending hate to other blogs. thank you so much ♡🫂

[finniestoncrane]

Finnieeee congrats on 1k followers! 🫂 I don't know if you are still up to it, but if you are would you please do number 9 (🎀 No.9: Ever Fallen In Love With Someone 🎀) for me?

Okay, okay, so uh- You already know me a little, so I won't make this unbearably long, haha! Sooo... I'm hispanic! English is not my first language and I get kinda insecure about my accent. If you mix that up with me tripping over my own tongue, you can just imagine how embarrasing it is for me to speak with someone who is a native speaker. Being awfully shy and having social anxiety does not help one bit either, haha- What else? Oh! I love, love, LOVE physical affection! I'm a very touchy-feely person, but I respect people's boundries! I'm very sensitive, I can't stand conflict or loud noises ;; More superficial stuff about myself is that I'm very short, kinda chubby and I feel most comfortable wearing sweaters and skirts or dresses! Soft, pastel colors are my favorite and I always look for a cottagecore-y aesthetic! Overall, I love cutesy stuff

Again, don't feel pressured to answer if the event is already over! Thank you for reading, love youuu 💗

🎀 No.9: Ever Fallen In Love With Someone 🎀

tell me a little bit about yourself and i'll give you a rogue pairing a/n: ah mary! i love you!! i spent so long deciding on this one because i KNEW i was giving you a big boy, but i couldn't quite decide which of the big boys, and in the end i hope i picked right!! 1k milestone info! 🔞minors dni🔞 • kofi • tag: finnie1k

ok so i knew he had to be a sweet, big, soft boy and i think OBD ozzie is perfect in every way. he's so self-aware, so humbled, and has such a big heart. plus he's got an adorable double chin and big thick fingers which... kjhkjhasd

hey he gets it with the accent thing, he feels a little out of place too. and since his downfall and rise back to the top he is so hyper-aware of everything he says or does. he doesn't want to hurt any feelings, doesn't want to ruin any friendships or partnerships. which is great, because it shows how loving he really is, but it also means he gets a bit too concerned and trips over his words or stutters when he's around someone he really cares for

he doesn't suffer from any kind of social anxiety though, not when it comes to interacting with the world, so he can help you navigate difficult people or situations no problem!

physical affection is a big win here. any kind of affection is actually. he's been craving a genuine emotional connection with someone since childhood. someone he doesn't have to pay to be around him, who just reaches out to hold his hand or stroke his cheek for no other reason than they love him and want to

no need to be worried about boundaries around him either, he looks like the kind of big guy who would surround you in a hug and never let go, so there's no need to worry about if you're hugging him too much, and a soft pat on the leg can never go amiss if you're trying to be subtle...

so this is where i think he is perfect, because of all the penguins, i think he's the least likely to be loud or to shout. he seems like he can get everything done in a quiet voice. he carries himself with an attitude that does the talking for him. and yeah there'll be conflict, but never between you and him, and he'd never involve you in any of it

ok cutesie stuff? the man has a lounge with penguins in it, i don't know how much cuter you can get. guarantee that he has a collection of penguin stuffies and penguin figurines that he collects because he thinks they're cute. and the pastel colours, specifically lilac, would be perfect because then you'd match him, but everyone would know you're his softer side, emblematic of his gentle nature that's often overlooked or hidden

[mochinon-yah]

uh i may have sent my ask too soon without completing it hejsjdjsksj im using mobile 😭

ANYWAY midterms are over thank god but i'm back at school again cuz spring break was only a week long and i turned 20 since it happened to start on my bday back in march mweheheh

BUT YEA AJDJSJJDHDJS LIKE I WOULD EXPECT A HIGH SCHOOLER TO KNOW WHAT A FRIGGIN SCORPION IS??? LIKE HELLO??? but yea! my bf is like albedo but edgy/emo? like usually wears darker clothing and hoodies, but he's really cute (will deny being called that and insists im cuter) and he's super sweet too so things are going rlly well!

anyway social anxiety is like. the bane of existence. especially as a college student and being an adult so thats fun to deal with aha :"D i don't really like the attention either since it makes me feel cornered so i just kinda make myself as small as possible or hide next to one of my friends- like. i make my body language pretty obvious when i don't want to socialize but people do it anyway hhhhhh

also nw! i've never read pride and prejudice but it sounds interesting! :D but i can relate to not being able to sit and read for long periods of time ehe (meanwhile i'm having an artist block-)

NUU DONT APOLOGIZE TAKE UR TIME-

KSWMJWWKQM YEAH, YOUR LAST WISH IS NOT HAPPENING LMAO 😭☝️since i'm on a break from school, i got extra lazy and just played hsr/draw smth inside my room for most of the time, sleeping at 5 am and waking up at 2 pm has been my new sleeping schedule 😭😭 i hope your sleeping schedule is much better than mine lol

*cough* anywayyyy

Weweweee, i don't know how many people have said it to you, but happy birthday and congratulations for making it to 20! I'm sure the journey for you to make it this far is not smth small, so i wanna shout out to you that you're verryyy amazing, and you earn a head pat and also a hug from yourself or from someone that you're already comfortable with 🫂

Well, you earn more than just a head pat and a hug, but i'll just say those two to make it simple :]

AND AYOO???? "will deny being called that and insists im cuter" THAT IS SO CUTE FROM BOTH YOUR BF AND YOU JSJSJAKQIWK- what is this cutesy couple thingy that i have only heard from people.... it was actually real???

Moving on lmao- YEAH, ME TOO!!! I make my body language obvious to people when i don't want to interact but people do anyway, altho if they were just asking for a way to a place or smth simple, i'm like okay with that. But if someone talks to me when i really don't want to talk, i'd be making a weird face (honestly i look like i'm constipated-) first for a quick second before i face that person lmao

Actually, i started pride and prejudice because of a fanfic LMAOOO. The fanfic itself was just a bunch of things from classical novels, and i got interested real fast since it was yandere-themed lol (the fanfic was so SILLY SKWKWSK i lop it)

I'll just respond you with this after you said that you're having an artist block:

Good luck, vivi 😭💪

[joocomics]

good afternoon!!! i come bearing good news （＞ｗ＜ ） exciting news!!!!!!!! that i just HAVE to share because tell me why ever since i so much as mentioned the whole work thing (and how i insert intak into the narrative just to keep myself sane) here i've had a good luck streak at work?!?!?!??? it's been brought to my attention for quite a while but i got the formal notification today ... dinna your girl here just got a sparkling commendation at work !1!1!1!1!1!1!!!!!!!!! this is so. bouncing off the walls with excitement rn i can't lie oooh i just wanna jump into intak's arms and hug him so badly right now!!!!!!!!!

sending you some good energy and good vibes too!!!! happy midweek please take care of yourself 🫂💗 i just needed to tell you because lately work has been rough but your blog and just interacting with you over common interests (aka piwon) has kept me motivated and sane even throughout the long days!!!! giving u a kiss on the forehead rn!!!!!!

AAHHH WELL DONE LOVELY!! i’m soo happy for you congrats!! 🩷🎉 kissing you back on the forehead too MWAHHH

when you bring good into the world, good things come back to you, you deserve it so much sweetie. the hard work is paying off!!

you’re making me sob with ur kindness once again 🥺 gonna try and fight back the tears this time (failing) TYSM i hope the rest of the week treats you even better! wishing you good vibes and good news only! don’t forget to celebrate the achievement with something you love! pat urself on the shoulder bestie 🎀 intak is on his way to congratulate you too 😋

[baby-yongbok]

Hey cutie❤️Did the sun come out, or did you just smile at me?🤭

How are you babe? Did you get any better? I hope so, I know things have been really rough and I just wanna tell you to take care and take your time with everything, if is hard to write don't pressure yourself love it's alright ❤️ Your health is the most important right now

I came today even tho our date is tomorrow, I was worried about you and find sometime to check on you lovely❤️

Want to remind you that it's totally fine to take your time, to rest and don't forget to eat and hydrate❤️

Here is your hug and lots of love❤️❤️❤️

My love! Thank you for the surprise visit, now I can't stop smiling.

I definitely feel so much better since we last spoke but it has been very challenging to write. Words haven't been making sense and my brain just can't seem to put things together like it used to. It's alright, I'm gonna work through it. I'm trying to give myself some rest and be gentle.

I love you for checking on me, don't worry about me! I'm alright, I'll figure all this stuff out and hopefully I'll bounce back soon. You're time is precious and I'm honored that you took a second of it to make me smile. I actually patted my pocket the other day when I was feeling down. I imagined that you were there cheering me on lol 🤗

I will hydrate and thank you for reminding me to eat because I definitely didn't. I give you a big hug back with lots of love 🫂

[onlyswan]

Hello Art 💕💕 I just watched Jungkook's live from last night since life had the audacity to keep me busy yesterday while it was happening and I just had to come to you as always after 🥺

I just can't stop tearing up and feeling tender now because of all of the love and joy in that live. To see time and time again how mutual everything between bts and army is is seriously something so special that I've never seen and felt before anywhere else.

I don't know, I just love his sensitive wonderful self so much and I had to come say it to someone or I won't know what to do with myself and my heart that hurts with how much it's overflowing with love rn 🥺

Also are you feeling better, Art? I hope you are!! Sending you all of my love 💞💞💞

oh ivi from four hours ago. you sweet innocent soul. 🫂 pat pat and hugs <3

no but seriously :( i’m still tearing up whenever him in that live comes to mind oh my gosh. i mean the tannies never fail to remind us how much they love us and seeing jungkook cry out of overwhelming joy because of the love he is receiving from us… i felt like we were able to finally give back to them again in other ways since they always made fan songs for us and this man just had to say “should i give back and make a fan song” 😭😭😭 OH BABY.

hehe thank you for coming to me always i just love you and talking about him so much 🥹 i’m still sick unfortunately but i’m feeling waaay better compared to last week <3 thank you for asking! 🥺 i hope you’re taking care and staying healthy as well mwahmwah

[ssahotchnerr]

Love, I know you’ve gotten a few really long replies and asks about this but as someone who started writing for cm after reading your fics and thinking omg I want to approach concepts in this way I think you’re lovely as a writer but you’re even more lovely and kind as a person. Writing is leaving a little bit of yourself in your words and if people aren’t recognising the you in your words then that’s on them- you deserve more love, all writers do, a blank reblog or like isn’t feedback, it’s like a little pat on the back before moving on to something else. The idea that readers don’t owe writers feedback is hilarious because writers don’t owe readers fics but we give them to you so a little comment or reply to the fic goes a long way in terms of making your effort feel worth it. Lately it feels like we’re throwing fics out there and no one reacts to them so you have no idea how it’s being perceived and it’s so discouraging so you don’t have to feel bad for asking for validation from the people who you’re writing for, if they want to see it as your job since you’re a writing blog then they need to also give their part of the transaction.

I’m sorry that people are making you feel like you’re asking too much when you’re literally asking for the bare minimum from your supporters, you can’t support someone’s writing and not support the writer as well, that’s the whole point of tumblr- sending you loads of love <3

thank you 🥺🥺🥺 so so much 🥺🥺🥺🫂💞 you're the absolute sweetest 🫶🏻😭

and you're so right - readers hold so much more power than they realize. they literally are the backbone of all writing communities and i hope they all know how important and appreciated they are. if it weren't for them, we all wouldn't do what we do.

but at the same time, if writers don't receive feedback - that a reader enjoyed a fic, loved a certain idea they've never considered themselves, or anything, writers wouldn't have a reason to write in a way. like, at the end if the day, i write for myself because i love it - it's as simple as that- but without feedback, there would't be a need to share writing, almost. and writing takes up a ton of time. i can spend two hours over the most simple fic because i want to perfect it, and a lot of my free time i do spend writing. so again, to receive feedback, which can take less than thirty seconds to provide, is reassurance time writing isn't wasted.

and omg yes i've definitely noticed a decrease in receiving feedback as a whole overall. and it's so frustrating because it comes in waves, you know? for me personally - i'll receive feedback, and i'm all :D !!!!!!!!!!!!, but then a period of time comes where you'll receive nothing. and that worries me so much because then i'm like - omg what did i do, am i slacking in my writing, thoughts like that. and as someone who posts fics regularly, it can be so demotivating. so asking for feedback, again it's more of a reassurance if anything. that yes, people are enjoying what you're putting out and to keep it up!!!!

[cherubemojie]

little pat on the back for myself for remembering to take my meds every day this week and being able to read just over half of one of my tbrs tonight w/out getting distracted and giving up 🫂

[ajokeformur-ray]

hi erika!! just want to pop in to say how strong you are for pushing through uni!! i understand how tough it can be </3 but whatever happens, you've gone this far and i think you should give yourself a pat on the back cause you've done it for 3 years now and i believe you can continue on!! and if you do continue, just imagine how proud your future self will be, imagine how proud arthur is!!

anyways, im sending you all my best wishes <33 ily!!

Hi nonnie🥺🥺🥺

I keep reading this message over and over, it means SO MUCH to me. Uni is really challenging me, not just in the subject matter but also in the AMOUNT of it. The subject advances each year and the workload gets bigger each year and I know that and yet somehow I'm never ready for it 😂💀.

You're right, this is my third year of six. I'm halfway through🥺 I feel like Arthur would want to take a look at everything, my job and also everything involved in university, and it makes me happy to think about him being proud. Honestly, I started this whole thing because he inspired me to help real people like him, the people who slip between the cracks (my younger brother is one of those people and it's heartbreaking 💔), and if I told him that sometimes it gets so tough that I wanna quit (by sometimes I mean at least once a day, and I'm not joking. I consider dropping out every day) but always ultimately decide to carry on because I remember he's the reason why... I like to think it would make him smile. Maybe I'd even earn myself a genuine bout of laughter and a hug🥺

Thank you nonnie, I'm keeping Arthur as close to me as I can🥺my future self will be proud of me too, I'm sure of it. It's so very difficult, this lifestyle I chose for myself, but I worked so so hard to make it happen and I can't quit. Not only because I literally can't afford to, but also because... What if my anxiety and self doubt is wrong??? I won't know til I keep trying.

Step step step, just like Arthur says🥺💖

I'm sending YOU best wishes too, thank you for the encouragement!!! This message is so comforting, because I am stressed to my eye balls and still dealing with all the thoughts from the vent I posted last week... Those thoughts are daily, too. I'm fighting for my life and being eaten alive but I won't go down without a fight.🫂🫂🫂💕

Ilyt!!!💖

[thefuseoftemptation]

Hey! I still have your blog on notifications so I never miss anything. You're a comfy spot at 3am when I can't sleep or at 2am when I'm stressed with assignments or at 5am when I'm trying to coax myself out of bed but I need a bit of Eddie before I can manage it. Your writing is so emotive and gorgeously written, very true to Eddie and I never read your fics just once. Five, six, twelve times... Soak it all in like a sponge, and then I reblog with comments and come back for more.🫂❤️

uh shit didn’t have to go that hard w trying to make cry but okay,,,,and by the way— FUCK

M’JUST— s’cuse me but m’so not okay after that :( you’re gonna make me emotional and I don’t do well w my feelings man!

It also makes me feel like a cunt bcuz like I just post my shit and then dip, and never really get to read what others put out. I never have the time, at least that what it feels like. It’s been months since I’ve gotten to sit through your work and m’so sorry about that but just know that you were the first person, literally the person, that like- got me into posting my shit. I never said it but I am now so I should really be thanking you so- thank you.

But also if you think about it, you should be giving yourself a pat on the back— I mean I wouldn’t be here if it weren’t you. You’re always like, there.

TY TY TY!!!