#I’M WRITING AGAIN WOOOOOO

[birb-boyo]

Making a Detroit Become Human fic and while I’m writing I’m like

“Damn Connor…how tf are you gonna get out of this😭😭😭”

Like-

It feels so funny and weird because I control how he’s gonna get out of this but it feels like I’m beta reading as I’m writing

Like💀

Idk what’s gonna happen either Connor you tell me💀💀💀

[pastafossa]

PASTAAAA I JUST FINISHED TONIGHT’S EPISODE AND I’M SO DISTRAUGHT NOW I’M GONNA MISS THE WEEKLY EPISODES SO BAD 😭💔 WHAT ARE YOUR THOUGHTS??

I SERIOUSLY DON'T KNOW WHAT I'M GOING TO DO WITHOUT THE WEEKLY EPS. 😭 We only just got our beloved man back, and now he's off again. Even if I support why he's gone (I am all in support of them splitting the seasons so they could write a new script and do the reshoots and bring everyone back), it's still like... but, but, but, I missed him for so long, wait come back matty

Me just waiting for S2 and the return of our husband again like

SOME THOUGHTS CAUSE I'M SO GD HAPPY

We continue to get an explosion of stylized color now that Matt's let go of his false life. That cold, washed out, very sterile lighting was VERY sorta Twilight Zone feeling, and it gives all the color and lightning now even MORE of an impact. Those splashes of red when Frank was killing outside the Port, the washes of blue whenever we're seeing from Dex's perspective, the flashes of red with Matt, just (chef's kiss)

Blowing up Matt's new apartment felt like the new writers going 'FINALLY, WOOOOOO OLD SHIT GONE, LIGHT IT UP! LIGHT IT UP! (explosion) WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!' I didn't know they'd get QUITE that literal when it came to torching Matt's false life but here we are (moment of sadness for all his treasures he probably had up there though like his dad's trunk unless he hid that somewhere else, we got the torching but at what cost 😭)

Hilarious realization that the reason Frank was like, 'what, are ya gonna fight em with your ass hanging out???' when Matt got up to go get his suit on while still in the hospital gown, was because Matt really would have just had his bare goddamn ass just out to the breeze in front of Frank. He really didn't give two fucks by that point (probably still a little drugged), and for some reason that had me wheezing over it all over again despite having laughed my OWN ass off when Frank said it in the scene (and then laughed harder when Matt just flipped him off, Matt's NOT had a good day). FRANK GOT TO SEE THE CAKE, WHEN IS IT OUR TURN

Oh Heather, oh Heather, that ain't the way baby. I'm still processing it - like... her vigilante thing I could sorta get. I said last week that I was looking at it a bit like, if you'd never gotten close to a dog before and the first time you do it winds up mauling you, yeah, you're going to be afraid of dogs or hate them for a while even if later you realize that's not necessarily logical and that not all dogs are bad. But her complete disregard for Matt's legitimate fear on the danger Fisk represented, to the point of going to work for Fisk? Like... girl no. I'm going to see what they do in S2. Hell, everyone in the Netflix series pulls a major fuckup at least once and they were all given chances to make up for it, so we'll see.

JOSIE, JOSIE IS A PART OF THE GOOD FIGHT, FUCK YES JOSIE, FUCK YES FUCK YES FUCK YES

ARMY. ARMY. JESS??? JESSICA????? LUKE???? MY BABIES???/ THEY GONNA GET MY BABIES???? PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEEEEEEEEEASE

I won't lie, the head squish was one of the grossest things I'd seen in a long time, well played Disney, you did not Disney-fy the show.

Ya'll gonna regret putting Frank in that cage, YA DUN MESSED UP A-A...NTHONY.

[shadowkoo]

raven's tumblr wrapped 2024

As the year draws to a close, I want to take a moment to thank every single one of my followers, readers, and friends. Your kindness and support have meant the world to me and without you, I likely would have stayed on hiatus throughout the entire year. But when I returned in September, you welcomed me back with open arms and reminded me why I love writing and sharing my work.

You’ve all helped to reignite the writing spark in me, and for that, I’m endlessly grateful. I’m so excited to see what 2025 has in store for all of us. Thank you for being a part of my journey—you’ve made it so much brighter 💚

⋆˙⟡ 2024 fic stats ⟡˙⋆

number of fics posted: 6

number of fics in progress: 53 (i have a serious problem...i knowwww)

⋆˙⟡ most popular fics of 2024 ⟡˙⋆

almost home - first place, 1091 notes

posted: sept. 22

pairing: wooyoung x f.reader (ateez)

readers screaming

↳ #I SWEAR THIS GOT ME RUBBING MY THIGHS IN DESPERATION #FFFFUUUUCKINGGG HELK THIS IS GOOD - @jwymybelovedhusband-reblogs ↳ #PLS #I WAS HOPING SOMEONE WOULD WRITE THIS #i was looking at those jeep pics like sirrrrrr #thank u for putting those pics together also bc i’m going feral - @starhwas-bunny ↳ #stop bc i love thinking abt being passenger princess for anyone in ateez - @cromerhearts

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oh brother - second place, 978 notes

posted: sept. 9

pairing: jungkook x f.reader (bts)

readers screaming

↳ "HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME RAVEN!!!?? i was minding my own business and this pops up on my dash. this was hot, intense, thrilling!!! the bathroom scene... MY HEART DROPPED!!! i cannot wait for pt2! this was sooo good!!" - @aaagustd ↳ "i'm not saying raven has written the best thing in the world, but she did. SHE DID SO WELL!!!" - @ficskhoeloves ↳ #gaaaaaaah #i love this #dfkjsgh #this scratches the itch in my brain #i have been on a brain rot for this man #it's unbearable #this was so cool - @hannieween

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kingdom cum - third place, 657 notes

posted: sept. 18

pairing: mingi x f.reader x hongjoong (ateez)

readers screaming

↳ "RAVEN!!!!!!!! WTF???!!! WHAT WEDDING??? IT'S FUCKING CANCELED! I NEED THESE TWO, IN THIS WAY, EVERY NIGHT!!!! THIIIISSSSS WASSSSSS GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOODDD!!!! I HAD TO READ IT TWICE! IDK WHAT TO EVEN DO WITH MYSELF RN!!! THEY WERE TOO FUCKING COCKY BUT SOOO SEXY!!!! YOU FED US WITH THIS I SWEAR!! I AM FILLED TO CAPACITY!! (no pun intended... or maybe it was) AHHHHHH!!! I CANNOT STOP SCREAMING OVER THESE TWO!!!!" & #i'm drooling rn #raven strikes again!! #don't know how i'm supposed to move on - @aaagustd ↳ "RAVEN YOU ARE INSANE THIS IS SOSOSOSOSSO JLEJHVLQEFJDJKDFEHG LIKE HELLO ITS FILTHY I LOVE IT!!!!!!!!!" & #the image of the two of them sitting on the couch and calling reader over to sit between them?????? #🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴 #LIKE YES ME TOO GLADLY ILL BE STAYING #MINGI WITG EH FCKING PIERCING?!??!!?!?!? ARE YOU SERIOUS!!?!???!!?!?!!?!!!?!? #WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF #BOOKING A TABLE AT KINGDOM CUM RN!!!! - @shuadotcomrecs ↳ "okay I might be bias cause I did beta it BUT cmon stripper hongjoong and mingi?!! the demon line!!! chile i about passed out reading this. it was too much... in a good way lol. raven this was one of the best filth fics I've read in awhile. kudos sis 💜💜" - @beeznthetrap

⋆˙⟡ longest & most recent fic of 2024 ⟡˙⋆

disgraceful dreams - first place in both categories, 16.4k works

posted: oct. 31

pairing: wooyoung x f.reader feat. yeosang (ateez)

readers screaming

↳ "this quite literally is everything to me ESP for halloween woooooo weee" - @rockstarsanie ↳ "Holy fucking shit... bruh. I'm literally at a loss for words on this! From the dark fantasy academia setting to each witch/warlock detail in all the characters, this is like a Harry Potter fic, but Death Eaters version. What an excellent way to kick off Hongjoong + Wooyoung month. Keep it up, Raven!" - @othersideoutlawsnetwork ↳ "I know this is suppossed to be smut but jeSUS did i fall in love with the worldbuilding! "I don't share!" DJDLDHHS Poor Yeosang, has his best friend competing against him for yns attention but WHERE IS THE HOLY WATER WHEN YOU FREAKING NEED IT? Wooyoung is such a charmer in every way and it didn't change in the slightest in this piece of art" - @cromernet ↳ "“I don’t break the rules, I just bend them” sir how about you just bend me over. then what?" - @recverie ↳ #talented brilliant incredible amazing show stopping spectacular never the same totally unique - @heyoandbye

⋆˙⟡ personal favorite fic of 2024 ⟡˙⋆

just dance it off - first place, rated 5 stars by myself lol

(re)posted: sept. 4th

pairing: jimin x f.reader

my acceptance speech (lol)

↳ This fic first made its debut a few years ago, but honestly? I was never quite happy with how rushed it felt. So this past August, I decided on a whim to open up this doc to do a complete overhaul. I hadn't wrote anything in nearly a year and starting fresh was too daunting so I dove into the comfort of this work. And let me just say, this baby really had her 2024 glow up with 2k additional words! I really think it all flows together so much better now. Also, dance AU's have a special place in my heart. I’ve always dreamed of being a ballet dancer (tragically, I lack the coordination for anything beyond an aggressive ass shake, but hey, a girl can dream lol). If you read the original version, I highly recommend giving this one another shot. It’s sharper, smoother, and has all the juicy bits that make enemies-to-lovers so good: the mutual hatred, the witty banter, the agonizingly denial of feelings, etc.

⋆˙⟡ favorites reads of 2024 ⟡˙⋆

I didn't read nearly the amount of fics that I should have this year, but those that I did knock off my tbr were everything I wanted and moreeeeee. Here's a recap of some I've shared, check out my #raven reads (read fics) and #raven reacts (fic reviews) tags for more!

freaky friday by @aaagustd

still your biggest fan by @byuntrash101

sleepover by @kitten4sannie

one & only by @changbunnies

save a horse, ride your best friend by @seonghwaddict

more than you know by @beomcoups

simply meant to be by @caelesjjk

make me water by @bangtanintotheroom

⋆˙⟡ my top tracks of 2024 ⟡˙⋆

past life persona - erra

reason - kai

left me like summer - daily j

what do you want from me - bad omens

let down - palisades

bouncy (k-hot chilly peppers) - ateez

self-sabotage - waterparks

work - ateez

i think i like you - the band camino

feels bad man - dance gavin dance

⋆˙⟡ my goals for 2025 ⟡˙⋆

promoting & posting my 2 collabs that are in progress (stay tuned for details!!!)

read 50 books (this year's goal was 25)

knock 10-15 fics off my wip list by posting at least once a month without going on hiatus or just dipping without saying anything LOL (can she do it???)

review more fics on tumblr & ao3

A special thanks to Aeris @beomcoups for inspiring this 'wrapped' post, check out hers here. Mine is a little different, but the sentiment is the same!

Tagging: those who've I've mentioned above already plus

@heechwe @kwanisms @wonustars @yoonia @captain-joongz

@xomakara @pars-ley @wongyuseokie @junkissed @jenoslutie

@svtiddiess @yoonguurt @hisunshiine @taegularities @iridescentxstars (if you want to)

& anyone else that feels inspired to do so <3

See you in 2025 🥂✨🌙

[darlingdesire]

wide awake

(Elijah Hewson x female!reader)

Warnings: none

Genre: fluff

Word count: 3483

Des talks!: my first eli fic woooooo!!!! I've been an inhaler fan for years but have never gotten round to writing for Elijah but I have been wanting to for ages omg. This is basically just a random fluff imagine where they just ramble and talk, nothing special. I am taking requests for Eli and Rob, so go ahead and send them in because I would love to write your ideas!! (p.s I haven't written anything in a year and so I’m a bit rusty oops)

Letting out a heavy sigh, Eli rose out of bed, careful not to wake the girl beside him and stepped out onto the balcony. Lighting a cigarette and taking in the burning smoke into his lungs to maybe ease his ever pacing mind, he trailed mindlessly over to the balcony railing. The cold winter air prickled at his skin; it caused goosebumps to form, but he didn't care much for the uncomfortable feeling.

It wasn't as silent as it was out here like it was in the bedroom. The quiet bedroom only made his racing mind grow louder. But out here, he could hear all different kinds of sounds. He could hear the distant sound of cars—people coming home or leaving home for work... it brought him comfort knowing that there were other people out there who were awake just like he was—at such a random of the night too.

He wondered what they were all doing. Did they only just wake up and are on their way to work? Or have they just finished a night shift and are in their way to bed. Maybe they were coming back from a night out. Or maybe they were wide awake just as Eli was, and decided to go take a trip to the 24-hour McDonalds.

After a few minutes he heard the sliding door shut behind him and he turned his head to the sound; his brown eyes landing on her.

She was barely awake, her lips were still stuck in a pout and her eyes were close to shutting again. Her hands were tucked inside of her sleeves, her fists balling the material as to conserve heat and she wrapped her arms around herself to fight the cold chill of the night air off.

She was here with him in the cold; even though she would rather be in bed all warm and snuggly.

He exhaled, smoke leaving his lips as he finally spoke to her; "You should be asleep, love."

She stayed stood in her spot right by the door, wondering the same thing about him. She had felt him leave the bed a few minutes ago and had assumed he had gone to the kitchen for a drink—but after a while of feeling how empty and cold the bed was without him, she finally opened her eyes to see him standing out on the balcony.

"You okay?" She asked him, her pout softening; then she began to take a few steps toward him, "can't sleep?"

He watched as she approached him, a small smirk on the edge of his lips. His eyes softened when he heard the gentle hum, his heart swelling in his chest at such a small noise from her. He took a moment to admire her before answering her question.

He shook his head, "Can't sleep," he mumbled, taking another drag on his cigarette before continuing on, "Needed to get some air."

She nodded gently, folding my arms over her chest still as she gazed out at the view before them; fully intent on staying out here with him for as long as he needed.

"Y' Mind can't stop racing?" she asked him after a beat; looking back at him to see that he was gazing out at the view too.

They had a nice apartment near the docks, it was very beautiful in the day and night. It was a nice little home for them.

He nodded slowly in confirmation of her question, his mind racing with thoughts that he can't seem to get rid of. The weight of his thoughts were almost suffocating, and yet, her presence alone was a soothing balm to his racing mind.

He glanced at her briefly, a weary expression on his face, "Yeah," he murmured in response to her question, the wind whipping at his hair.

She nibbled on her lower lip, her eyes softening at his words. There have been times where she has found him sat up in bed with the bedside light on as he scribbled words into a notepad, or times where he is sitting out on the balcony with his guitar in his lap when he should be asleep; and sometimes he would be awake just stressing about tour and music. She loved that about him—how dedicated he was to his music and career; she loved everything about him, of course. But she didn't like to see him stress out about it all, over the thing he loved so much.

She hoped the reason his mind was racing was because he had a piece of music stuck in his head that he couldn't properly form on his guitar or notepad; it was much better than him stressing about other stuff. "

It might help if you tell me what's going on?" she smiled gently at him, tilting her head sweetly at him.

He met her gaze with a tired smile in return; he could not deny her words. He knew that talking about what was troubling him may help him calm his thoughts. But he still felt bad everytime. He didn't want to burden her.

"It's just tour stuff," he admitted, glancing out at the view for a brief moment before meeting her eyes again. "I can't stop thinking about it.. All the venues, the setlists, the scheduling, and the fans.."

She nodded along to what he was saying, “Yeah, it does get hectic sometimes," She agreed, empathising with him, "but you have a crap load of people on your team to help deal with that stuff, love; they're there for that so you don't have to worry and stress about it all. And sometimes most of the stress is all in your head, you have so much going on I'm not surprised—but everyone is here to help and support you," she told him gently, finally unwrapping her arms from around her chest and placed a comforting hand on his bicep; "I think it's lovely and so sweet that you care so much."

He listened intently to her words, her gentle reassurances and comforting touch on his arm sent a wave of relief through his body.

"And your fans care about you—they will love whatever happen, and I just know that it doesn't matter if a venue or setlist turns out to be not what they expected; because at the end of the day they're seeing Inhaler! As soon as the lights go out and you guys come on stage, it doesn't matter anymore. All that matters is that you go out there with a smirk on your face and a guitar strap around your neck," She told him, grinning before she added; "Rock N' Roll, hey?" with a smirk. He matched her smirk and threw the cigarette off the balcony, "And whatever happens, I'll always be there with a smile. Even when we're all old and grey and you need a walker on stage; I'll be there waiting in my wheelchair with the biggest smile on my face. I'll forever be proud of you."

"You better be," he joked, his voice soft, "I'll still expect you to be in the front row. Even if I'm singing about my aching back and which pills I gotta take for my arthritis instead of bloody teenage heartbreaks."

She giggled softly at his words, "yeah, well if you promise I get to be your very last 'Dublin in Ecstasied' person. And I'll even be in the mosh pit, me and my wheelchair versus all the other old ladies.”

He laughed heartily at her words, picturing what she described. The idea of an old, toothless version of her and her wheelchair in the mosh pit had him chuckling even more.

"You're such a dork," he said with affection, shaking his head in feigned disbelief. But there was a glimmer of genuine happiness in his eyes at the thought of them being together like that, even after all these years with both of theirs hearts still in it.

She rolled her eyes, "Yeah yeah, and what does that make you if you're engaged to this dork," she smirked, lifting her left hand and showed her engagement ring with a little twinkle from her fingers.

He pretended to glare at her, feigning annoyance at her response until his eyes fixated on the glint of the diamond in her engagement ring. The sight of the ring on her finger always sent his heart soaring. He took her hand in his and bringing it to his lips, pressing a gentle kiss to the place where the ring was. "I love my dork."

She smiled bashfully and stepped closer to him when she felt a cold gust of wind go by, "Do you feel better now that you've kinda talked about it?"

He wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her closer to him. He nuzzled his face into the crook of her neck, burying his nose against her skin as the cold breeze passed them.

"Mmm, a bit," he mumbled against her skin, holding her close, “Talking to you always helps," he admitted, pressing a soft kiss to the pulse point of her neck.

"Good, " She smiled, "always come to me when you need to talk—when you can't sleep and stuff, okay?"

He nodded, his lips still gently pressed against her skin. He pulled back slightly to look into her eyes, his gaze soft and vulnerable.

"I promise," he said softly, lifting his free hand to brush a strand of hair back from her face, “It's just... sometimes my mind won't shut up, and I feel like I'm overthinking everything."

"Yeah... I hate when that happens. But again, talking about it to someone always helps because they can give you a voice of reason and stuff, and they can give you better insights and whatever. Don't ever feel like you can't talk to me about anything, okay? I'm a great listener," She said with a grin and pulled away from his slightly, cupping his face in her hands; hoping that it would somehow erase all the stress and worry he was feeling, "I can help you tomorrow with it all of you want. If you need help planning and sorting things out."

He smiled back at her, grateful for her understanding and support. He knew that he could always count on her to listen and offer advice.

"I know," he said, his voice low and sincere, “I trust you, you know that." He paused for a moment, a thought crossing his mind, "Talk to me about something other than the tour and stuff," he suggested.

She nodded, "you wanna talk out here or do you wanna go back to bed and talk? I can play with your hair if you want too," She suggested with a knowing look—knowing how much he loved it when he laid ontop of her with his head on her chest; his face buried deep into her neck as she played with his hair and ran her fingers through it.

His eyes lit up at the suggestion.

"Definitely the bed," he said quickly, his voice laced with appreciation. He loved when she played with his hair, especially when he could lay down on her chest, his head nestled against her body.  The sensation always seemed to ease any anxiety or tension he was feeling, "Mmm... I'll never say no to your fingers in my hair," he teased gently.

She grinned at his words and leaned forward to place a sweet, small kiss to his lips. She pulled away and started heading back to the bedroom. He followed her lead, his excitement growing as she invited him back to the bed. He quickly joined her, settling himself on top of her, his head against her chest. The warmth and comfort of her body wrapped tightly around him instantly eased his tension.

He let out a contented sigh as he snuggled into her, his arms wrapping around her slender waist. He relished the feeling of her fingers beginning to card through his hair, their touch soothing his frayed nerves.

"I'm going to bake something this week, I saw this recipe on TikTok of these cookies and they looked really good," she told him, beginning to talk and make conversation like he suggested as she slowly ran her fingers through his hair.

He let out a soft hum, his focus completely on the sensation of her hand in his hair. He closed his eyes, enjoying the feel of her fingertips massaging his scalp. "Mmm... what kind of cookies?" he mumbled against her chest, his own voice a low, drowsy murmur.

She couldn't see him but she knew his eyes were closed and there was a content look on his face, sometimes she liked to take photos of him when he was like this. He was just so adorable she couldn't help herself..

"Fudge cookies. Or I can make some fudge brownies. God, I'm craving them now, you know I have a big sweet tooth," she told him with a gentle smile on her lips as she thought about the sweet delicacies. "What kind of cookies would you like? It doesn't have to be cookies though, I will bake anything you want me to."

He chuckled at the mention of her sweet tooth, the vibrations of his laughter sending a slight rumble through his chest. His eyes remained closed, his mind slowly drifting into a sense of relaxation. The feeling of her lips pressed against his head sent a warm shiver down his spine, and he found himself growing even more in love with her—if that was even possible.

"You can make me anything," he mumbled, his voice barely above a whisper, “Just no raisins."

"Fuck raisins," She said, her voice filled with humour. It earned a gentle chuckle from him.

"Exactly," he agreed heartily, "No raisins. Ever."

He shifted slightly, nuzzling his head deeper into the softness of her chest. Closing his eyes again, he took a deep breath, inhaling the scent of her skin that he loved so much.

"Maybe we can bake something together, have a little look online tomorrow maybe and find something," usually she enjoyed baking by herself whilst he was doing his own thing in the living room, but maybe she could let him help her.

He hummed in agreement, the idea of baking together with her bringing a warm feeling to his heart.

"Definitely," he said, his voice still muffled against her chest. "I bet our kitchen would look like a bloody disaster after. Remember the last time I tried to help you?"

She laughed gently, "god that was awful. But the cake turned out great though," she hummed in memory of the last time she let him help her, "we could try cupcakes this time."

"Yeah, we'll have to give cupcakes a shot," he agreed, grinning against her chest, “As long as you let me lick the bowl, I'll be the Gordon Ramsey to your Jamie Oliver."

She giggled softly, running her fingers all the way back down his head as she leaned her head back a little to look down at him; the feeling of utter love rushing all around her.

"You're so cute; I love you," she smiled down at him and at his contented look, his eyes opened and he gazed up at her; fuelling what she was feeling.

His cheeks flushed slightly at her words. He wrapped his arms around her waist a bit tighter, a small, warm smile tugging at his lips. "You're cuter," he mumbled in reply, a hint of playfulness in his voice, “And I love you too. So much…. and y'smell amazing too."

He let out a small hum of appreciation, the scent of her perfume instantly bringing a sense of comfort. He lifted his head slightly and nuzzled his face into the crook of her neck once more, inhaling deeply.

"You're perfect," he murmured against her skin, his voice filled with adoration, “You know what I think every time you wear that perfume?"

"How amazing and wonderful I am?" She questioned humourously.

He chuckled, his grin widening as he lifted his head to meet her gaze again. "That too," he agreed, his eyes gleaming with affection, “But also, how much I want to eat you up."

"Creep," she smirked, but relating to it as she felt the same way with his scent and cologne that he wore; just smelling it on him just made her mouth water and she wanted to eat him up, and so she was glad the feeling was mutual.

And then she felt it…

"Did you just bite me!" She laughed out at his antics, her whole face lighting up in amusement as she then heard him chuckle at her amused reaction.

"Yeah, I did," he replied cheekily, a hint of a smirk on his lips, “And I'll do it again. I just can't help myself."

He moved his head again, his lips trailing down to her collarbone and gently nibbled at the sensitive skin there.

She scoffed, "Jesus, I didnt know insomnia made you horny," she teased him.

He chuckled, his grin widening at her teasing remark. He lifted his head again, his breath hot against her neck as he spoke. "Hey now, it only takes a few hours of staring at the ceiling for my mind to wander," he quipped, “And having you here with me certainly doesn't help."

"I can tell," she scoffed with a roll of her eyes, but her lips stayed curled up into a permanent smile, "but you are going to be very tired in the morning," she told him, continuing to run her hands through his hair; knowing that sleep was catching up to him.

He let out a weary sigh, leaning into her soothing touch. A small but weary smile tugged at the corners of his lips.

"Yeah, I probably will be," he admitted, his voice filled with a hint of resignation, “But it'll be worth it, just being here with you like this. And I'm always tired in the morning anyway."

"Yeah that's because you go to bed at an awful time, honey," She stated the fact.

He let out a lighthearted mock sigh at her words, feigning offense at such an accusation. "Hey, my sleep schedule is perfectly fine, thank you very much," he retorted, although the hint of tiredness in his voice betrayed him, "It's just... hard to fall asleep when I'm thinking about you lying next to me looking like that."

He lifted his head again, his gaze playfully appraising, "So it's really your fault, you know."

She hummed in mock agreement, "yeah, maybe we should start sleeping in separate beds then," she tsked.

He raised a skeptical eyebrow at her suggestion, the faintest hint of disbelief in his eyes.

"Oh, really? Separate beds?" he echoed, his voice dripping with sarcasm, “And what would that solve, exactly? We'd just end up sneaking into each other's beds anyway."

"I dunno, we could get bunk beds—ooh, one with a slide," she grinned. Remembering when they had to sleep in separate beds whilst visiting a relative because there were only two singles. They ended up being squashed in the same one anyways because they didn't want to sleep separately… and she got cold.

He smirked at the mental image her words created; his eyes dancing with amusement as he played along. "Ah, yes, bunk beds. How romantic," he joked, tilting his head back to look up at her with a cheeky expression. "Or maybe we could just get a bigger bed, one of those big round ones with the water flowing around. That way we'd have no excuse not to be touching each other. We would be trapped together forever.”

"Y'so clingy," she muttered, "Don't stop being clingy."

He let out a scoff, feigning offense again. "I'm not clingy," he protested, his grin betraying his true feelings, “I just prefer to be close, that's all. Is there really anything wrong with that?"

He shifted his position slightly, moving his head so he was properly looking up at her. "You're clingy too," he accused playfully, “You always want to hold my hand and sit next to me. Who's the clingy one now?"

"You are clingy, don't even try to deny it. And I get cold, you're always warm so I have an excuse," she told him, continuing to play with his hair. 

He chuckled, his eyes gleaming with amusement as he listened to her attempts to justify her own clinginess. He couldn't help but find her stubbornness adorable.

"Ah, so it's a matter of biological necessity, is it? You're using the cold as an excuse to cling to me,” He shifted once more, pulling her closer to him if that was even possible, their bodies practically melded together, "That's quite a flimsy excuse, love."

[gigglymarvel]

From Strangers to Sisters

Final Chapter - Smiles Into the Sunset

We have decided to wrap up our series! We hope you’ve enjoyed it, we loved writing it ❤️

“I can’t believe we have to leave now...” Yelena commented as she sat down on the couch, full from the buffet they had. “It has gone so quickly.”

Wanda nodded as she sat on the other couch, sighing sadly. She had enjoyed her time with the three other women, and she felt that everyone was going to go their separate ways after this was all over, and this upset her a lot.

Kate flopped next to Yelena, "Almost as fast as you just ate that food," she chuckled but felt bittersweet about it too. The blonde rolled her eyes and shoved at her.

“Oh shush, the food was great, was it not?” Yelena asked, pouting and folding her arms. The brunette poked her side, "Of course it was," she giggled cheekily and then kept poking Yelena. 

Yelena flinched, biting her lip as she wiggled away from her. “Y-yes so quit it….”

Nat noticed Wanda's demeanour and sat next to her, "Hey, what's got you down sweet girl?" She asked as she put her arm around the younger woman. 

“I don’t want to go” she whispered, biting her lip.

The redhead hugged the witch, "I know sweet girl, I'm not ready for it to be over either, but now we all know each other right?" 

Wanda shrugged. “Yeah, but what if everyone just wants to go their separate ways? Then everyone will ignore my existence again.” 

Nat hugged her even tighter, and Kate noticed Wanda getting emotional so she turned and hugged her too, tapping Yelena to do the same. 

The Widow had an idea, and fluttered gently into Wanda's belly, "What if we make a promise hm? A swear that we all have to be here for each other and if anyone remotely forgets, needs cheering up or gets distant, we all wreck them?" She smiled fondly, "And you my dear Wanda need cheered up."

Wanda shrugged, covering her belly a little as she tried hard not to giggle. “M-maybe…” she murmured as she curled up a little. 

Kate grinned, "C'mon Yelena! Let's get her!" And then helped Nat by shaking lightly into Wanda's ribs, making the witch squeal and curl up, shaking her head as she eventually broke into giggles.

The blonde rolled her eyes but understood why Wanda was so sad, she hadn’t felt this peaceful for a while, and she didn’t want to go back to her crazy life.

Nat smirked and poked Yelena's sides, "Lena," she winked, "Do you need tickled too?" She asked the blonde, who shook her head. “Nono…”

"Are you suuuure?" Nat smirked and shook her ribs gently. 

Kate fluttered up and down Wanda's belly, "Gitchiegitchiegitchie goooooo little witchy woooooo!" She teased, making Wanda giggle helplessly and curl up. “Nohoooo!”

"Awww there we goo Wands! We've got you see! No matter what you'll always have us, love and…" she grinned and pulled up her top to raspberry her sides, "Raspberries!!" 

The witch yelped and squealed out, shoving her shirt down before Kate had the chance to do anything. “Nuh uh, none of those!” She protested as Yelena gasped and bit her lip. “I am positive.”

Kate chuckled, "If they don't tickle then why are you afraid, big bad witchy?" She asked, looking over at Nat, who grinned at her sister.

 "Nah, you need the tickle monster!" The Black Widow announced spidered up into her armpits, causing the blonde to yelp and slam her arms down. “Nonono I do not need that silly thing.”

"No?'  The redhead grinned and squeezed Yelena's sides just above her hips, causing her to yelp and hold her sister's hands away. “Found the spot?” The redhead asked fondly.

Yelena shook her head. “Nope, never, just looking at the time, we should get going?” She tried.

“Not till I find your smile,” she insisted. Yelena just groaned. “We have to go…”

“Then get up,” she giggled fondly at Yelena, who nodded and stood up. “There we go, we can leave now.”

“You still need to have your smile found," Nat smirked fondly.

Wanda tried to keep her cool. “Me? Afraid? I’m not afraid of anything.”

"Oh? Then why won't you let me raspberry you Wands?" Kate asked cheekily as the witch shrugged and folded her arms over her belly. “I am sure it’s too much effort for you”

“I'm like, an overgrown kid, it's no effort,” Kate smirked and bounced her fingers along the witch’s sides, smiling as Wanda whined and let out a few giggles. “Quiiiit!”

“I win!” Kate giggled fondly, making Wanda roll her eyes. “Yeah yeah, whatever.”

The raven-haired archer hugged the redhead fondly. “Ok, let’s go,” Wanda told her after hugging Kate back.

“But Yelena still needs to smile,” Kate said, pouting. Yelena just shrugged. "I am fine, it is time to go."

Kate hugged Yelena and nodded, “If you're sure.” 

Nat rubbed Wanda's back, still with one hand on her sister, “Are we all packed and ready?” Yelena nodded silently as Wanda used her magic to float everyone’s bags back to the RV, taking one last look at their hotel suite sadly.

Kate frowned and then clung to everyone, “Hey, the trip is over but our relationships aren't!” 

Yelena rolled her eyes. “That is the most cheesy thing I have ever heard you say, Kate Bishop.”

Kate grinned up at her, “Good!” 

Nat laughed fondly, “Little Kate is right,” 

Wanda bit back a chuckle. “So shall we all link arms and skip off into the sunset?”

Kate beamed at that, “YES!” But Yelena just face-palmed herself.

“She was being sarcastic.” She murmured and got into the RV. 

Kate furrowed her brow for a moment, but then shrugged, “Well either way,” she smiled and followed Yelena, while Nat just chuckled, “Play nice you two!” 

Yelena playfully shoved at Nat, squeezing Kate’s sides to put a smile on her face before getting comfortable on the top bunk bed that was in the RV, with Kate on the bottom and Wanda and Natasha curled up on a couch each.

The auto drive soon kicked in to take them all home, it didn’t take long for the drive to rock them to sleep, completely exhausted from their time away but feeling thankful that it happened. They built memories for a lifetime and a sisterhood they can always lean on. 

[discountlittlebro]

Woah, little dude. Calm down, slow yourself!

Did dad let you have too much sugar again? Or was it 🐾?

-🏍

EEEEE noooo!! I wanna playyyy!! I wanna run around and jump on the bed and get into all of big brothers stuff and talk about everything that happened today like the leaves I saw or the caterpillar I picked up today and I have lots of writing ideas too!! They’re all half written in my drafts but I can’t finish them bc I keep thinking of new stuff and I wanna play with big brother I need his attention RN or I’m gonna EXPLODE like fr fr I’ll EXPLODE BOOM BANG POWWWWW WOOOOOO

[seizingthesky]

Heyyyyy I’m gonna clear out the inbox to start over and get a fresh start so I can get back on the grind 💪 feel free to send in your request again AND ALSO if you guys want I’ll write for 18Trip as well :D !!! Yayyy yippeeee woooooo

[mad-c1oud]

:0 kind of curious about these two:

“Share an excerpt from your favourite scene.” and “What’s something you want to write in 2024?”

ty in advance!! :3

WOOOOOO THANK YOUUUU

Questions are from here if others want to ask!!

1. Favorite scene: Charlie’s explosion of emotions in chapter two of just to feel it in my fingers might be my favorite (SPOILERS AHEAD)

“D-do you understand what it’s like to realize that you’ll never, ever be a good person? No matter how-how hard you try, because at th-the end of the day, you’re always going to be Charlie Slimecicle, notorious misclicker. A fuck-up, a joke, a recluse, a danger, someone not worth the time. Do you know what it’s like to never do the right thing, even when you kill yourself trying again and again?”

Charlie can’t stop the sobbing that follows, hands pressed to his eyes like it’ll help. This has been weighing on him for too long, a permanent ache in his bones, on his heart, muddling his thoughts every minute. It was about time Charlie snapped. He just stands there in front of all these people, soul laid bare, crying so hard it’s difficult to breathe.

He takes in one more stuttering breath, finally looking at the group in front of him.

“I don’t-I don’t know w-what to do anymore. I’m just- I am so fucking tired and scared.”

The entire scene was sooooooooo cathartic to write and it’ll remain one of my favorites probably forever

2. Something you want to write in 2024

I have, sitting in my drafts and collecting dust, approximately 3k of an OUTLINE for a starcicle au with prince!Charlie and guard!Étoiles in some kind of fantasy world. It’s this whole thing with world building and actual plot but since it’s an au with a lot of planning, I’m nervous. I already started the first chapter and hope it’s something I can work on later this year but my current fics take priority… but it’s there… waiting…

[screampied]

‼️ GOTTA WORK 💪🏼 GOTTA MAKE THAT MONEY 💰 MAKE PURSE 👜

WOOOOOO AN ATINY HERE ?????? OMGGGGGG ATEEZ IS MY FAV BOYZGROUP TOO ‼️‼️‼️‼️live laugh love ateez i lob them sm GIRLLLLLLL i’m so happy i found my people 🫂🫂🫂 who’s your bias i’m curious 👀

ooo fun day nice ! what did you get for dinner and drinks ? :))) omggg plants i recall you telling me you had plants some months ago how are you fine ass plants doin’ ?🤭🤭🤭 did you buy something online ? (’ω’)

yeah i hope i won’t flop 2025 too, i hope only the best for this year for everyone 🤸🤸🤸 OMG SONG WRITING I GOT INTO IT RECENTLY TOO WE’RE MATHCING but samies here it’s so hard to find good lyrics but the thing is that i don’t compose songs and all bc i don’t know which app to use and i don’t have instruments so i do my lyrics over nothing :D OOOOO NEW BASS GUITAR it’s so cool🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼

thakn you vegas, don’t forget to rest too ! (and get tacos again, i swear it’s all worth it🙏🏼🙏🏼)

for boxing 🥊, the first session was pretty cool and relaxed we just hit the box sack (box bag?? idk) and tried some moves but yeah it’s pretty good it’s worth a try! it would suit you real good 😈😈😈 aaaaa martial arts i wanna try it one day 🤞🏼🤞🏼

yes me too i’d love to try bts but, army’s are what scares me the most… THANKS FOR THE RECS ILL TRY AND TELL YOU!!!! i did not really tried girls groups since now but i reaaaally wanna try so i’ll let you know 🦧🦧 ENHYPEN 🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂 bless their heart, who’s your bias :3333??

OOOOOOF thanks a lot for your recs vaygus theyre really precious💋💋💋 thanks for everything and have a good day night and dreams !!

-🌟

I LOVE ATEEEEEEZ my bias is minji :3 their coachella performance was so ????? 💪💪 ahh def my fav group of this year fs. who’s yours ���

i ate some macaroni pie, hot pot ‘n fried rice for dinner !!!! visited my folks, had some yummy caribbean dishes was soooo yum. hehe my plants are doing good !!!! 💞 recently bought a venus fly trap n she’s so <3

AHHHH SONG WRITING TWINS PERIOD. ur right !!! i mostly write songs just for fun, i love thinkin im like bruno mars 💪 i just write anything, i prefer playing the bass tho hehe. YEAAAAH i got a new one, got it for a discount too which was niceeee. i wanna learn electric guitar later this year also that’d be cool. need my jimi hendrix moment 💯

oooof ur right. i think some of the fandom is pretty sweet tho !!! u just gotta look out for those ones, i do wanna get into bts one day tho. RAAAAH ENHYPEN 🔥🔥 my bias is def sunoo

[solofanatic64]

It’s my birthday again!

WOOOOOO CONFETTI🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉

In honor of such a wonderful day, I made this piece for an art project (a month ago but SsSsSsSSSshHHHhh) showcasing every persona/self insert oc that I had over the years that I am now sharing with you all, along with small descriptions about them for context!

2018 was when I started making oc’s for tmnt 2012, and they were all cringe as hell. For example, here we have Princess Hikari (right), Princess of Iro and the element of color and light (it was 2018 and I’m pretty sure I was also obsessed with Gacha Life mini movies at the time). She was a part of my very first ever tmnt 2012 au where most of the most cast is actually from a different planet where the impossible can happen and certain characters of the main cast were elemental, but due to a villain becoming too powerful, they all flee to earth and most of them lose their memories. On Earth, Hikari disguised herself as Kodie Jackson (left), she was cool, quirky, and always had a good comeback, both in combat and in smack-talk (basically she was a “not-like-other-girls” girl without the whole putting other women down stuff). She also had a crush on Leo, along with every other oc I made during this era.

2020 was when I took a break from tmnt 2012 (shocking, I know) and hyperfixated on Casino Cups, a Cuphead au comic series on Tumblr that I got into because of VOAdams comic dubs for it. I made PLENTY of oc’s, au’s within the au’s, and lore for this (because I was 13 and cringe, what did you expect), some of it I still have content for and all of it I still have info for in the deep dark crevices of my mind. This was also when I had a TikTok account (that I don’t post on anymore) and this was also the era where my persona changed the most. But out of all of them, Juicehead was my favorite, even if I never inserted her into the Casino Cups cannon.

Oh boy, 2021, the year I came back onto the tmnt 2012 scene, the year I came back to my roots and STAYED there, the year I saw a “I made 9 of these, the first one you see determines your life in tmnt 2012” Instagram post and thought “……..but what if I WAS the Foot Clan?” Well, not at first, at first I was still with the turtles. My characters name was Irene (top), she was a demon who knew black magic, and she was best friends with Mikey (not crushing, this was also the year I decided to just stop crushing on tmnt 2012 characters for reasons I barely know). It wasn’t until that summer that I saw that fateful Instagram post and decided “yep, I like the Foot Clan henchmen now, and that’s how it’s gonna be for the rest of my life.” After that I ditched the demon horns, straightened my ponytail, got a new outfit, and changed her name to Dioxazine (bottom). She was alright, honestly I don’t think I did much with her.

In 2023 we got Comet, my girly, my popstar, my silly little gay. Surprise surprise, Comet used to be my persona/self insert before I decided to make her my oc (however she’s still my projection character). She’s actually been on the scene since 2022! But since then, her appearance been through a some changes from changing her shorts to pants, to shortening her hair, and other small things (if anything I think her lore has gone through the most changes). Either way, she’s a cutie patootie and I love her. This was also the era where my writing skills got better, now everything is less cringe :D👍

And finally, we’ve come to 2024, Sleepy! My persona today! You already know her, her face is a screen, her mask doubles as noise-canceling headphones (for optimal sleep of course), and her socks change every time! She’s in a constant state of being not quite sleepy but not quite awake either and she’s always wearing her jammies, comfy!

[bvannn]

Weekly Update May 30, 2025

I feel like sludge, I think my sleep schedule’s been messed up again. I was still pretty productive this week, though.

Comic: Page 27 is officially done, we are 90% done! Woooooo! The last 3 pages are decently panel-heavy, but I think I should be able to get them done before July!

Animation: progress is steadily chugging along with the M video, I got another decent size bite out of that done today, I think there really isn’t that much work that still needs to be done on it, I just need to actually sit down and do it. I’m really hoping it comes out as nice as I’m picturing it! I have a couple other smaller animations I’m dying to get going on, but I need to get these bigger projects off my plate first.

Epithet: still bogged down with commissions, and some stuff for my own group after that. But, there’s a decent push to get going on that again, it will happen.

Music: I released a new song today! Check it out! I’ve been dying to work on music again, just because it seems so fun! I think tomorrow once I’m through some commission work will be a music day. The vocal song for next month, KF, is progressing steadily, more lyric writing got done this week, tomorrow I’ll try to get a melody outlined for the chorus and add in some piano fills. I’ve been playing my own guitar a bit more to try and get better at it, I might take a stab at using it with the amp I managed to salvage from my parents’ house. Other cover stuff: ILMC is basically done except vocals so I’ll try to get a midi to convert to a vsqx tomorrow, so I can work on that after KF’s is done. VSQX work is going a lot faster when I try it now, I converted the official synthV file for that Gimmick Girl song I posted the other day, and it’s ready for pitchbends already. Again tomorrow, depending how musically in-the-mood I am, I may do instruments to turn that into a cover too, fuck it. I’ll release all the covers I have on backlog at some point when I have time to get visuals for them ready. Or at a minimum, M is planned for July, with the big video I mentioned earlier.

I am feeling like sludge, so I’m planning to go to bed pretty soon after I post this, but I’m hoping the next few days help me feel better and I can get a bunch of stuff done again. I sure hope so, Flareups were pretty bad this past week though so they might get worse again next week, idk. Goodnight.

[another-dr-another]

welp! process of elimination means that account two goes with {But… we know that isn’t true.} and account four goes with {We know no one did anything incriminating when leaving…}, and ofc otori's the culprit. woooooo -iris

Maeda, narrating - That’s right! 

Maeda - I think it’s all solved… yeah!

~*~

Maeda - That’s what happened!

Maeda - Everything fits- everything we’ve been saying, all the evidence, all the reasoning…

Maeda - And it leaves us with only one answer-

Maeda - Ōtori has to be the blackened!

Ōtori - !!!

Maeda - …Anyone have any counterarguments?

Ōtori, anguished - …

Hatano - …

Maki - …

Ōtori - …The coffee doesn’t add up.

Ōtori - I know what you’re going to say. There’s no evidence of anything else happening. I get that.

Ōtori - But, you’ve also said that I nearly destroyed the evidence that implicated me. Do you think you’d be half as convinced if all you had was the knowledge I went to the dining hall, and didn’t mention it?

Ōtori - If you ask me, someone else could have gone in there, and just gotten rid of the evidence. I mean, did anyone check, like… the laundry room? Or any other random place like that?

Taira - …

Ōtori - …There could be something we missed, or something that got hidden, or destroyed.

Ōtori - The difference between Maeda’s burns, and Iranami’s symptoms, should tell you that there’s something else that killed her.

Ōtori - …If none of you agree with that, then all I’ll say is this;

Ōtori - We need to start solving Higa’s case, now. Because if we run out of time, and you all vote for me, then only one of us is going back up that elevator, and it’ll be whoever really killed Iranami.

Maki - …

Maki - Damnit…

Hatano - …Stop trying to throw us off. It… it’s wrong.

Ōtori - I’m not. I get it- I was weird. I’ve been suspicious. I won’t deny that. 

Ōtori - The coffee does not add up.

Tomori - …And no one has any other evidence?

Maeda - …

Tsurugi - …

//Tsurugi is looking at Maeda. Maeda doesn’t notice. He’s looking at Kobashikawa, who’s looking back at him.

Maeda - …

Maeda - I think… Ōtori’s really giving up on proving his innocence.

Maeda - I think he knows that Kobashikawa didn’t have any involvement last night, so he’s not going to try to bring it up anymore.

Maeda - …Which is fine, honestly. I completely agree- Kobashikawa had someone watching him. He didn’t go anywhere but his room. There’s no way he could be connected to what happened last night.

Hatano - …

Hatano - I still think you’re lying.

Ōtori - …?

Hatano - I mean, what?

Hatano - Do you know about the coffee? Do you understand whatever was put into it, could you testify about how it’s supposed to work?

Hatano - Are you going to confess to that?

Ōtori - …

Hatano - …Of course not. Because you’re an asshole, who’s just been lying to everyone.

Ōtori - …

Ōtori - I’ll say it again. I’m not going to confess to a crime that I didn’t commit.

Kobashikawa - …

//He starts to write something on his whiteboard- then erases it, and sets it down.

Ōtori - …

Maeda - …Yikes.

Maki - …

Maki - Well, I guess that’s it, then.

Maki - It’s… we’ve reached a stalemate. The answer we have is good enough… but definitely not something we should vote for-

Maki - Even if we had any reason to vote now, which. We don’t.

Maeda - …

Ōtori - …

Tomori - …

Tomori - Okay… where are we starting on Higa’s case?

Maeda - Uh… for this one, we started by identifying any suspects… I think…

Maki - …Did you come up with any suspects?

Maeda - …

Maeda - No…

Maki - …

Kobashikawa - …

Kobashikawa - You guys said… that you thought he was strangled, yeah?

Tomori - …Yeah…

Maeda - …Tomori, uh-

Maeda - Do you want to explain our reasoning? Or, should I…

Tomori - …

Tomori - You can. I don’t think I remember all too well.

Maeda - Alright.

Maeda - …Uh…

Maeda - …Honestly, I’m kinda lost here, too.

Maeda - I don’t think we have much evidence for what happened to Higa… there isn’t a timeline… and the fact we were all in the room means we can’t truly rule out anyone.

Maeda - There is the stuff I heard last night… but I’m not really confident enough in that to say anything. I think I’d lead everyone off if I brought it up now…

Maeda - …Sorry, this isn’t too related-

Maeda - Maki, didn’t you say you were going to try to determine who died first?

Maki - …

Maki - Sorry- I don’t think I’m willing to move on from Iranami’s case yet. 

Maki - There’s evidence we haven’t discussed yet, right? Or am I fucking insane?

Maeda - …Does she know-

Maki - Tsurugi. Feel like sharing what you know?

Maeda - Oh-

Tsurugi, standing - Finally!

Maeda - HUH.

Tsurugi - Took a lil while…

Maeda - …Where you just waiting for someone to call on you?

Maeda - I swear I tried to do that…

Tsurugi - Uhm-

Tsurugi - Now that you’ve reached a point where it looks like you can’t prove what happened, I was willing to help…

Tsurugi - We can’t be voting wrong, right? Confidence is cool!

Maeda - …

Tsurugi - …

Maeda - …Okay. So, what happened?

Maeda - It won’t be that easy.

Tsurugi - Hm…

Tsurugi - It’s not- well, first off, it seems like it’s always the murder weapon that gets everyone caught up. Do you all feel the same?

//It’s silent.

Tsurugi - …Okayyy~

Tsurugi - Uh…

Tsurugi - …

Tsurugi - It’s not… that there wasn’t a murder weapon… but…

Tsurugi - Hm.

Tsurugi - …I guess, it’s that Ōtori wasn’t really wrong with his reasoning, when he said there’s evidence that could’ve gotten missed.

Tsurugi - If all the evidence we have points towards an answer that seems too weird, that means that whatever happened didn’t leave any evidence, other than the fact someone died!

Hatano - …Stop it.

Tsurugi - …

Hatano - …

Tsurugi - …

Tsurugi - I’m sorry…

Tsurugi - I’m not at my best right now, so my behavior isn’t really what it should be…

Tsurugi - But, I want everyone to vote properly, and understand what happened, so I want to keep explaining.

Hatano - …

Hatano - I thought we decided you didn’t care?

Hatano - Is it because we proved Ōtori was the only suspect? Are you standing up for him, to toy with everyone?

Hatano - Like when you acted like you were looking for a way for Inori to avoid execution, or told Yamaguchi good luck with escaping his execution…

Hatano - Maybe you’re just waiting for us all to die… just trying to prolong it-

Hatano - Make it hurt as much as possible.

Tsurugi - …

~“Do you think there could ever be a circumstance where voting wrong is the correct choice to make?“~

Maeda - …I don’t think that’s how he feels… but I think if I tried to prove that, I’d make things worse.

//Maeda looks at Ōtori, who’s visibly confused- then, at Kobashikawa, who’s similarly lost.

Maeda - Someone should explain to them…

Maeda - …Maybe after the trial, if we can avoid it.

Tsurugi - …Okay.

Tsurugi - Anyways, it’s hard to explain… I don’t want to come straight out and say it… sorry…

Maki - …

Maki - Tsurugi?

Maki - Is Ōtori the culprit?

Tsurugi - …Oh…

Tsurugi - You know, I really get stressed about answering stuff like that-

Tsurugi - But I guess now, it’s best to be clear?

Tsurugi - …Yeah, okay-

Tsurugi - No, he isn’t the culprit. Not by my understanding, at least.

Maeda - God damnit.

Maki - …Not too confident?

Tsurugi - Uh… I’m as confident about this one as I was the previous two cases, and I was right then.

Maki - …

Kobashikawa - So… Iranami was killed by someone other than Ōtori, with a murder weapon that doesn’t leave any trace?

Tsurugi - Yeah.

Uehara - …Perfect.

Hatano - …

Hatano - That can’t be true!

Nonstop Debate: START!

Truth Bullets:

Iranami’s Bleeding Kobashikawa’s Testimony Tsurugi’s Autopsy

Hatano - I don’t believe any of it!

Hatano - If there’s no evidence, {you can’t prove what happened, right?}

Hatano - Whatever you’re gonna say happened, that couldn’t be it.

Hatano - I bet you just want to persecute Higa’s case, so you’re trying to make Iranami’s case weird!

Tsurugi - …You are going to hate how this goes.

Tsurugi - Hatano, {there’s proof that Iranami’s death was abnormal!}

Tsurugi - Hear it out, okay? 

Ōtori - Besides, {you weren’t able to prove I was the blackened}…

Tsurugi - …Maki?

Maki - …?

Maki - Oh- Shut up, Ōtori!

Ōtori - …

Tsurugi - Really…

Tsurugi - It should have {been obvious Iranami’s death was weird}... I understand if people didn’t see the case the way I did, but-

Tsurugi - No one can argue that this was a normal death!

~*~

Maeda, narrating - This is… so far from being enjoyable.

Maeda - It feels like a rock, paper, scissors situation… 

Maeda - Hatano doesn’t like Ōtori or Tsurugi, Tsurugi’s defending Ōtori from the idea he’s the blackened, but… not from poisoning the coffee, I think? 

Maeda - And that’s just because he believes it’s the truth- but also, I don’t think Tsurugi’s… mad at Ōtori for poisoning the coffee, because he’s automatically sympathetic…

Maeda - Even though Ōtori’s been lying to everyone, which is really unsympathetic.

Maeda - And no one wants to talk about the autopsy, or- really, it’s mostly Tsurugi and Hatano’s fight… and I don’t want to bring up that Kobashikawa left last night, or what Tsurugi said in the hall,

Maeda - And I’m still surprised that Tsurugi outright said Ōtori isn’t the blackened!

Maeda - Ugh…

[staycgrls]

hi taylor!! 💖

happy new year!! 🥳🍾

i know you haven't been on a lot, but i miss you & i hope you're doing well!!

if you want to, favorite music releases of 2023, kpop or not?? 🎤

Hi Rinnnnnnnn!!! oh i miss u so much 🥹🥹🥹 sorry i haven’t been active the last months have been kind of crazy (and i also accidentally got waaay back into insta so i’ve been meaning to message u for urs 😘) i hope ur doing well too happy new year i love u 💕💕💕💕

and woooooo what a year for music im like tryna remember half of what came out 😪 ummmm im gonna do like top 10 albums/releases for me !!! in no particular order tho cuz i can’t rank perfection 😤

1. Exist - Exo The fact that this even happened is enough to make it memorable but also Let Me In is a masterpiece thats all I can say.

2. Chill Kill - Red Velvet Love love love, i loved the title and i loved the b-sides especially underwater and wings 😌

3. Eunoia - Billlie I am not writing that whole album title but know that Nevertheless IS that girl, god tier album

4. My World and Drama - Aespa girlies absolutely ate this year drama is so cunty so slay the boots house down and the synths in spicy are diabolical i went insane

5. Festa - Purple Kiss v underrated in my opinion, Biscuit, Mistake, Autopilot all bangers and I’m sad I missed their tour :(

6. Ichijikikoku - Atarashii Gakko !!!! saw them live this year and it was lit!! my niece loves them and wouldn’t stop singing tokyo calling at christmas :) fav from this is giri giri and otome no bigaku!!

7. Heaven Knows - Pinkpantheress the only bitch that can make a 2:30 song with no bridge and NOT make it boring for me hybe pls take better notes favs were mosquito, ophelia, and feel complete

8. Hearts of the City - Lee Jin Ah I just love her voice, fav was My Whole New World

9. New Gene - XG literally frothing at the mouth for their tour wow terrible album rollout but i was blasting every little single until it dropped favs are new dance and puppet show!!

10. and of course how could we forget Teenfresh - Stayc the absolute queens of bubblegum pop slayc did it again!!!! and i saw them live bestie it was so crazy someone literally passed out 😓 but i cannot blame them idc if ppl say they make kidz bop music im healing my inner child okay 😤😤 bubble was fun and i like having fun !!!!

okay brb running to ur inbox bestie 🏃🏾‍♀️💕💕💕💕ty for always letting me talk and i hope ur new year is fruitful and fun :D

[sharkpupsblog]

😳 I Think! 😳

A Jay x GN! Reader fanfic! (With lyrics from I THINK by Tyler, the Creator)

WOOOOOO ITS HERE !!! JAY FICCCC!!!! It took me so long to write this fic ngl bcs I kept scrapping it and restarting and I finally managed to finish one and actually like it! And it’s this one! :D I do think it might be a bit OOC 💔 so I’m very sorry for that :( 👎 I hope u guys like it as well 😭‼️ Tysm everyone who waited for the fic so so sorry it took so long anyways… enjoy! 😳 !!!

I think I'm falling in love This time I think it's for real

Jay hates you really hates you because you make her heart beat too fast you make her nervous you make her palms sweat and every time you’re around she forgets what she’s out to do. Today she and Arcebus were riding in Mistfall sent out by Mr. Sands to figure out a new plan to ruin Dundull and take over it again. Everything was going great until Arcebus spotted you and warned his rider.

How can I tell you? How can I tell you?

She was supposed to be polluting the river in Mistfall when she saw you with a weird guy in a cloak and a very anxious looking girl. Jay rode Arcebus over to a small cliff watching you from above curious to what you were doing, and she wondered how she could ruin this for you. She hated you and needed to make your job as painful as possible for the way you made her heart beat.

I notice that you're there, and I'm always in your hair And you're always under my microscope

Jay watches you from above on a hill you’re helping the weird guy in the black cloak and the anxious girl. Who she learned are the spymaster and Kora you’re helping train animals to be spies and Jay watches you thinking of how stupid it is to make animals spies. She was too busy watching you to notice a stupid squirrel watching her Arcebus neighed and stomped his hoof down near the squirrel scaring it. Jay looked down at where Arcebus had stomped she smirked and said hello to the squirrel who quickly ran away knowing that hello wasn’t friendly. The squirrel ran as fast as he could trying to get away but was stopped by Arcebus running in front of him the horse snorted “where are you going?”. The Marwari ducked his head low looking more like a carnivore than an herbivore “don’t have time to chat?” the horse continued walking forward and the little squirrel backed up more until his tail hit something. He looked up seeing Jay and he was suddenly snatched up by the rider “why don’t you stay? Help me play a little game yeah?”. Jay put the squirrel in a bag and got on Arcebus riding him all the way to a bridge. There she waited and while she waited, she caught another animal trying to play hero a little seagull flew around her pecking her messing up her hair and her suit it was trying to save the squirrel in the bag. Arcebus reared and caught it midair handing it to his rider she held the seagull like if it were a dirty piece of trash. Now she had two animals she knew the chances of you coming to find them was now greater she pat Arcebus thanking him for helping her catch the animals “now we wait…”. She knew you were going to notice that the stupid animals were gone, and she knew you were going to come looking for them.

Waste of bread, I need your attention

And she was going to make you play her game.

Falling in love now I think I'm falling in love

It didn’t take long for you to come to her trying to find the animals. She heard you far from her calling out for Lucien and Beeper which she knew were the animals which was which? That she didn’t know, and she didn’t care you found her because the animals in the bag squeaked and cawed loudly in response to their names. She was on one end of the bridge, and you were on the other as soon as she saw you, she felt nervous she had to collect herself before she grabbed the bag showing it to you “looking for something? Come and get it!”. Arcebus neighed before running off and Jay could hear hooves against wood as you rode on the bridge to follow her. Arcebus huffed when he saw a smoke bomb dropped ahead the Marwari managed to dodge it and he let out an angry neigh not happy as more smoke bombs were dropped ahead. Jay used these to her advantage she asked her horse to kick one at you and he ran as fast as he could managing to get ahead of one the Marwari bucked hitting a smoke bomb. Your horse swerved hard trying to avoid the smoke bomb and you held on terrified of falling off which thank Aideen didn’t happen your horse snorted and kept running after Arcebus and Jay. When both of you ran on a new trail the smoke bombs ended your horse finally managed to catch up to the Marwari, they ran side by side with Arcebus you looked to Jay, and she looked to you tensing when she made eye contact with you.

Fell in love now

This time I think it's for real

Jay felt her palms sweat, her ears get hot, and she got nervous as you both made eye contact. You didn’t look away because you saw this as some sort of challenge. In the short time you both made eye contact she realized how pretty your eyes wer- what? Jay was the first to look away and she swallowed nervous as she realized something…She knew why you made her heart beat fast and why you made her nervous…

I think I'm in love now I think I'm falling in love I think I'm in love now, ow

Jay didn’t hate you…she had a crush on you. Gross! This couldn’t be true?! She shook her head, and she looked back to you seeing that you had an empty bag in your hands while she was busy thinking you were busy saving Lucien and Beeper. Jay looked backwards seeing the squirrel running off and the seagull flying behind him. When she looked forward, she saw your horse and Arcebus trying to bite each other you were trying to stop your horse telling them the rescue was over, but they didn’t listen they continued trying to fight with Arcebus. Jay looked up at you blushing when the thought of having a crush on you came back to her. She looked behind you seeing the river her brows furrowed and her nose scrunched a bit she was going to make you pay for her stupid crush on you.

How can I tell you? How can I tell you? How can I tell you? How can I tell you?

You looked back at her seeing her anger and was super surprised when she said “You’re gross!” you didn’t get a chance to ask why as you were shoved off your horse. You fell into the river swimming upwards shaking at the feel of the cold water when you surfaced you coughed you accidentally swallowed some water. You wiped water off your face and looked up at Jay who was still on horseback and your horse was running down to you Arcebus neighed angrily at you feeling his rider’s emotion and Jay glared down at you. You watched as she rode away confused as to why she called you gross and then shoved you in a river. Your horse hopped into the river helping you up and you both got out of the water deciding that enough work was done for today and you both deserved to take a break for the rest of the day.

I think I'm falling in love

Fell in love now

Jay made it back to the oil rig and she put Arcebus away in his stable before going to her room. She shoved her way past Sabine and Katja who were fighting but stopped and scoffed asking what the hell was her problem after Jay shoved them. Jay didn’t listen to them she just walked into her room slamming the door hearing Katja complain. Jay walked over to her bed laying down she groaned burying her face into her pillow. She thought about you she blushed, and she shook her head was she really crushing on you?

This time I think it's for real I think I'm in love now

Jay sat up her face red and warm as she kept thinking about you…” fuck” she covered her face with her hands annoyed and she thought…

‘I think I'm falling in love’

TYSM FOR READING :D

[parasiticstars]

oooo yuh whump intro post

so i might be a little late in making an intro post (as in, i first discovered whumblr exactly 111 days ago and made my first actual attempt at whump content 109 days ago) but here it is!!

i’m parker, they/it, local gaysian, and i write whump prompts and occasional drabbles. i also hope to make some series in the future. i like bbu, neglect, gore/mutilation, female whumpers, and emotional whump the most

fun trivia about me that nobody asked for!!!!!!!:

i’ve always liked really angsty stories and darkfics but again, only fairly recently have i ever discovered whump so woooOoo yay me

there isn’t much i don’t like or is off-limits. all i can think of off the top of my head is lady whump, bad/gray caretakers, and eye gore

i thrive off of attention!! my askbox is always open if you wanna talk to me or send in drabble requests!! i will personally air-kiss you from a CDC-mandated COVID-safe distance!!!!!!!!!

english is Very Much Not My First Language so i’m always looking for criticism for my writing

all of my whump content, made or reblogged, is under the tag please don’t fear for my mental health

this is also a star wars fan acc, so my blog may be somewhat cluttered. i’m so sorry lmao

here are some blogs that have really inspired me and that i look up to (and probably also annoy) <3333

@whumpster-dumpster @whumpzone @just-a-whumping-racoon-with-wifi @whoopsitswhump @newbornwhumperfly @whump-blog @wolfeyedwitch @sideblogformindtrash @cupcakes-and-pain @rat-father @deluxewhump @winedark-whump @kim-poce @whumpwillow @wisteria-whump (if you want your tag removed for any reason, please lmk and i’ll remove it)

uhh yea that’s it woooooo ✧ ˚ 　· 　　 .

[pan-ick]

Golden Child Pt. 1

I literally can't remember where I found it but I read a headcannon for an angsty SBI +Reader and I loved it so much that I had to write something similar to it but I think I might have forgotten to like it, so if you know what the original is please tell me so I can credit them I was partially inspired by@helliontherapscallion's "Adrenaline Junkie" series, simply for the fact that because of them i haven't stopped thinking of inventor reader. Also let's just pretend that uh my human biology degree isn't going to waste by me writing blindness incorrectly ha ha. This is a purely fictional way that blindness works.

(REMINDER YOU IDIOT, FOR THE PURPOSES OF THIS STORY: Wilbur is 26, Techno is 20, Tommy is 16, Phil is 32, SO READER IS 22, GET IT RIGHT AND STOP MESSING UP)

As soon as Y/N's wings started developing, they were instantly the favorite child. Philza still showed his love to Wilbur, but nowhere near as much as he did to his winged child. If he had to choose between spending time with them or Wilbur, he'd pick them in a heartbeat. Wilbur was usually upset when this happened, but he had gotten used to it and had learned ways to cope with it.

This was until Techno showed up. On their doorstep. Next to a freezing Philza who had sacrificed most his warmth to the young piglin. Wilbur had his thoughts on this, yhough he kept them to himself. But Y/N couldn't be happier! This meant a new friend, AND they were right when they said that Phil was just a nice person, there wasn't a favorite child! Right?

They quickly realized that Techno wasn't their friend, as the first interaction they had together was them getting a claw to the face by the piglin. Philza just simply sighed and made sure the wound would stop bleeding before tending back to the scared pig.

Y/N was only eight at the time, they didn't know what they were feeling. But whatever it was didn't feel good.

Since that day, Y/N was the new Wilbur and 'Technoblade' was the golden child. Y/N wanted the spotlight back, so they tried hard at everything. Nothing ever worked. Nothing was better than what Techno could do. Nothing was more amazing than Techno's knowledge, or his skills in fighting, or his odd way of speaking, or those stupid things that he did, or the fact that he'd always blame it on some 'voices' in his head. That he had a God complex. That he was better than Wilbur. He was better than Tommy. He was better than you...

He was always better than you. Of course. Thats what you felt when you first met. Not amazement, not the happiness of having another friend. Of course not. It was overwhelming jealousy. But he was your brother, so you had to suck it up just like Wilbur did.

But soon enough, they came to peace with this. They moved on and worked on what they actually enjoyed, not what Philza enjoyed. Mechanics. Phil would have killed you if he learned of all the dangers that you put yourself through to consider yourself an inventor. Or.... Would he?

One day your older brother approached you with his idea to create "L'manburg". At first you couldn't help but laugh. But when it was realized that Wilbur wasn't joking and that he had already recruited Tommy, they agreed to join the fight for freedom. It was a way to pay Wilbur back for being there for them, afterall.

Y/N never imagined the true horrors that they would have to go through so they could say a 'thank you' to Wilbur. They never even truly said it to him, L'manburg was already exploded and he was killed before they could say it to him. Not even saying it to Ghostbur was good enough.

Y/N was forced to suffer through watching her loved ones go mad. Sometimes, they would try coming up with inventions that could help her friends out, and some that could help some regular problems in the world for other people. Most of them didn't work, they were only able to produce goggles that could just barely help fully blind people see. But it was a step in the right direction.

Then doomsday came. Y/N didn't want to be part of it, they didn't want to even try hurting their father and younger brother. They aren't even sure how they came to that point.

Before they knew it, they were begging the man who once gave them anything in the world for him to stop. The whole server was one big family especially everyone in the homes he was about to destroy. But what they wanted didn't matter anymore. It's what Technoblade wanted, and he wanted blood.

At the last moment, Y/N remembered Friend. Ghostbur would be devastated if Friend died.

Falling down to the ground from the small warning of TNT, Friend flooded their mind.

If they couldn't save L'Manburg, they needed to save Friend. Ghostbur wasn't the same, but Ghostbur is Wilbur. They still never said thank you. They have to show their gratitude through the miracle of Friend surviving.

And so that's what they set off to do. With no mind to their own self-preservation, Y/N got up and flew as fast as they could to save Friend. But before they could reach the sheep, a large pile of rubble fell on one of their wings, almost snapping it right off. Y/N tried to get it off but to no avail, and their whole body wasn't safe. As they saw more rubble they crouched down while covering their head with their hands and covering the undamaged wing with their body, they prepared for impact.

The last thing they could speak out was almost incomprehensible.

"Wil..... Will...... Ghosbu.............. Tommy.......... Dad............."

And then everything went black. Y/N couldn't see or feel anything. Not even after her youngest brother, the ghost of her older brother, and the three fiances of the SMP untrapped them. There was nothing.

After what felt like years for the brothers, there was finally a glimpse of Y/N waking up. But they continued to drift in and out of consciousness and whenever someone tried communicating they were completely unresponsive.

During this amount of time, it was agreed that it was in their best interest for their wings to be removed. They were both utterly useless now after being crushed and would just be extra weight with unnecessary pain that can be avoided the sooner their wings get removed. Just in case Y/N was still aware of everything going on, they were put under amnesia to lower the chance of them feeling the agony of a wing removal surgery.

Slowly Y/N began more responsive to people, but never to the same amount. Everyone that took care of them were absolutely heartbroken when they figured out part of the rock that fell on them damaged a vital organ that allowed a person to see. Luck was in fact on their side for damaging their eyesight instead of the brain, however most people didn't see it that way.

Ghostbur took it upon himself to become Y/N's seeing-eye dog. He missed having Friend nearby and Y/N was the thing he connected to the most after Friend's death.

After a few months of trying to get used to no longer having sight or wings Y/N was finally allowed back in their lab with a large amount of supervision from Ghostbur. While carefully running their hands across some unfinished inventions, Y/N comes across the goggles that they made at least a year ago. It immediately smarked a memory deep within their brain, the closest thing they had felt to seeing something ever since doomsday.

"Ghostbur, what color are these?" "Oh, they're blue. Blue's a really nice color, it reminds me of Friend. Do you remember Frien- Why are you looking down at those like that? Would you like some blue, it takes your sadness away! Wait dont put them on, the glass has cracks!" Y/N snickers as the ghost tries to take them away from them without being super forceful, "I'm already blind, what's the worst it can do?"

"Dont say that!" Ghostbur gasps, "We will find a way to get your vision back, those goggles might make it impossible!"

"I made these around the time you first showed up. I ran multiple tests with them and I was able to help a blind person see the world again. Sure, it was very blurry, hard to distinguish a lot of colors from each other, we have a different kind of blindness, and its been more that a year since I last tested them, but they might still work." Y/N explains, then they turn their back to Ghostbur and put the goggles on. This time, Ghostbut only makes a sound in protest.

Blinking, Y/N could feel the stimulation in their brain that they lost along with their eyesight come back. They moved their hands from the position they were in to put the invention on to Y/N's line of sight, and they could see their hands again. Fuzzy, shapeless, hands with a few bandaids and many scars on them.

"So, are they working?"

The voice of your brother brings Y/N back to reality and they turn to look at him. They had completely forgotten what Ghostbur looked like, only remembering vaguely what child Wilbur looked liked and a brief description of how Ghostbur's appearance differed for Wilbur's.

Y/N wraps their arms around the Ghost, not actually hugging but just doing the motion to where they would hug a person they could actually touch, as they tried to not cry in front of him.

(WOOOOOO THIS ENDED UP A LOT LONGER THAN I EXPECTED AND I'M NOT EVEN DONE YET, SO I SEPARATED IT INTO TWO PARTS)