#Proof that I'm multifandom

[tasty-toasty]

THIS IS PROOF THAT IM MULTIFANDOM IS THIS WHAT YOU WANTED FROM ME?? (can you tell who my favorite is) SPOILERS for chapter 4 below:

Wasn't sure how to draw Kissy's scar and I was too lazy to pull up a reference image ALSO HOW DO YOU DRAW A GRAB PACK (again, should have gotten a ref...)

[vampirevatican]

(Hi... I see some of the ask that answer and it make me happy that you said my idea should be post in public instead. But I'm not very good and I'm stuck with different fandom 24 hours everyday. I'm a switcher alot. However... I will maybe try to do that when I'm ready •^•. Also this happend to me this morning.)

MC just close their eyes after showering and blindly do stuff and keep bumping on the boys or stuff and almost trip over their kids. When they were ask, MC just look at where they hear their voices is and said "shampoo". Basically MC was showering and shampoo got into her eyes and it hurts badly. How did it got in their eyes? Well I think they were showering together but uh... MC got distraced seeing their ass. (☺️😉) So MC just didn't react when it hurt but they did silently scream while countinue showering blindly. "I would stay blind until I don't feel pain" MC replied as they kiss their cheeck and walk away while they wearing the wrong clothes to go to work and by that I mean. Leather shirt that's too big, or even wearing Mike pants or Ghost favourite shorts and maybe Jay jacket. Who knows but MC do look silly with them strunggling to even get in the car, is that even safe to drive blindly. Their baby just giggled at their other parents about it while being hold by one of the boys.

(🤭we all like some choas in the family)

-angst asker

understandable, but as words of encouragement and advice. just do it. im also a multifandom account. sometimes you do get stuck with a fandom for a bit, but it's only due to asks and you can choose wether or not to answer them. long as you tag your works you'll find your audience and the audiences are usually nice/kind. as far as grammar/english, using grammarly or having a proof reader could help with making the writing smoother. but most importantly... just do it and have fun w/ it. it's your blog, do as you please.

also omg are you okay, are your eyes okay (⁠‘⁠◉⁠⌓⁠◉⁠’⁠)

now regarding the scenario...

everyone thank angstnon for using their life as reference and mostly the concept of a poly household with the slashers and having kids. love this concept really, it'd be so stinking cute. the little ones and their dad's and other parent. the antics are always hilarious, especially this one.

[theforlorne]

My requests are officially open to raise money for the Lilith Fund!

I WILL BE WRITING FOR THE NEXT 24 HOURS STARTING NOW ♡

If you're not caught up, here's a bit about what's going on.

@hellsgreatestevents are hosting a charity event to raise money for the Lilith Fund. They are an American charity that supports people in being able to access abortions and reproductive health care.

This is a lengthy post, but I'm copying across everything so people know exactly what I'm doing.

Since I'm a multifandom blog, you're welcome to ask for any fandom I have written for. I can also provide an extensive list of all my fandoms if anyone would like.

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Write headcanons/imagines or a 750 word oneshot for a donation of £5-£10. Write a 1.5k word oneshot for a donation of £10-£20.

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[neuship-zone]

Intro post + DNI and Userboxes

Heya, you can call me Damien. This is my sideblog. As you've probably guessed, I'm a neutralshipper. This is blog is dedicated to asking and answering questions about shipcourse, discussing darker topics in fiction, and ships/fandom stuff in general (because I am NOT clogging my main with that stuff).

The first week of every month will always be (mostly) shipcourse-free

Well, this is a new rule so take it with a grain of salt rn

I am multifandom, and I am willing to talk about ships in all media (provided they aren't incest, adult-child or FNAF because I dislike them), as well as general darker themes such as paraphillias and abuse in fiction (tagged with tws ofc). I may also talk about my own works/planned works when relevant.

Feel free to block any tags related to content you don't wanna see.

I always tag relevant fandoms. Feel free to block any that you don't want to see.

Asks are tagged #asks

Anon hate gets tagged as well

I post #hot takes where I'll yap about an opinion I deem unpopular for a bit

Shipcourse posts will be tagged #shipcourse with any relevant stances (eg proship) also tagged. The stances tagged do not indicate my views unless otherwise stated.

Posts about triggering stuff will be tagged as "tw _____" or "cw _____"

I DO like monster/robot x human and non-sexual selfcest (between adults ofc). I consider myself a lightshipper.

Occasionally I post about paraphilias and ask questions to radqueers. Such posts are tagged #pro para and #radqueer respectively, but please note that I am not a rq and don't really support them.

Here's a up-to-date list of all the fandoms I know I'm in:

This should go without saying but yes, I like TCOAAL and will post about it. If you hate that game, this is your warning.

I also occasionally post about the Boyfriends webtoon (although I don't consider myself a part of the fandom).

My pfp is a neuship/peacefic flag made by @slowlyshamelesscolor

My new banner is another neutralship flag made by @dupsydidahop

My old banner was a (likely unserious) anti-discourse flag made by @femmefarmer

Link is here:

Feel free to ask me questions about my views on shipcourse. All views are open for debate, but hate/harassment will NOT be tolerated.

Generally, I:

- am ship and let ship

- encourage blocking

- do not support darkships (i.e I don't encourage darkshipping. I don't actually care too much if you are a darkshipper)

- do not believe fiction affects people on a 1:1 basis (mainly because I'm an aroace fictosexual and so am living proof that that's kinda bs)

- am STRONGLY anti-harassment, pro-mental health, pro-para (and pro-recovery), and anti-xenosatanist

- will ask questions to anyone, even people I disagree with. I am always up for discussion unless the discussion is going nowhere and/or negatively impacting my health

!!! DO NOT SEND ASKS FOR DONATONS !!!

They will be deleted. I don't generally reblog donations, but my main blog, @felix-01000101 should have some there (including a masterlist of Palestinian/Gaza donos if you want them)

Note:

This blog uses the following definitions:

Proship - someone who is generally anti-harassment and SALS, and believes taste in fiction does not dictate IRL beliefs, may or may not like or support comships/darkships

Antiship - someone who believes fiction DOES dictate IRL beliefs, generally does not believe in SALS, may or may not be anti-harassment

Comship - A ship that is "complex" (Comship = complex ship). Examples include enemies to lovers and monster x human. A comshipper may or may not be proship.

Darkship - A comship that would be illegal in real life (eg incest, minor x adult), or otherwise problematic or "dark" (eg abuser x victim). Darkshippers are usually proship but not always.

Neutralship/neuship - Someone who is neither antiship nor proship. They may be antiship or proship leaning, but choose not to label themselves on either side.

(Note that these are rather loose definitions, since these are essentially labels people choose to use, and as with all labels, usage can get tricky)

DNI:

There is no DNI for this blog, but I block freely. Obviously, both antishippers and proshippers can interact, but I will not be making any posts or reblogging stuff that promotes darkships, as they make me uncomfortable and I don't personally support them.

Credit to @pleasantcherryblossomtreenight for most of these ^^

[pixiepaws12]

PINNED POST!!!🎀

HIHIHIHIIHUSDJEJDJ!!!!!!!!!!

(i maked a ícon for my sona on picrew! Credits for Moedxlly:3!)

Hewwo guys! Iam Pixiepaws, I'm m3owzart but I ended up losing my Google account so I lost all my networks and even my phone number :/

(I have proof)

So I decided to start over on this account as pixiepaws! With new drawings and creator sona:3

Now that I've explained myself, let's get to the important information about me!!!!!

My real name is Sophia, but you can call me sophih or Pixie^^

I am a minor so DNI pedos.

I use she/her as pronouns, but I'm comfortable if you use others too!!

(my flags↑↑↑)

I'm a simp, please don't call me a fangirl (I don't feel comfortable being called that):/

I'm a multifandom/shipper, but my fandons that I'm most focused on are Villainous, Utmv and Billie Bust Up!

I'm pretty nerdy about strawberries, especially! (So if you ask me to talk about it, you'll get a long survey in return lol)

I only have an account on Tiktok and here on Tumblr so if you see an account of mine somewhere else, please report it and tell me!! My @ on Tiktok is @s0phihh2, there I post more content for Brazilians:P

English is not my native language, so much so that I use a translator to communicate and when I don't use it, the English comes out reallyyyy bad (im Brazilian guys ,'P)

Here is the > DNI list <

Credits for stamps and dividers to their respective creators!

(I found everything here on Tumblr :3)

Tha'z it' guys:P (I'm going to use the reblog to post my sona because I can't put more photos)

[workingdownthewordmine]

Love Thy Neighbour - Chapter 5 Every Man Is Guilty

Bucky struggles with the attitudes of his so-called friends and Hive makes themself scarce.

Read this chapter on AO3 here.

Chapter 1 | Chapter 4

Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe Characters: James "Bucky" Barnes, Nonbinary OC, Steve Rogers Rating: T CW: Guilt, bullying (mention), violent child abuse (mention), homophobia (mention), mild dissociation Prompts filled: @lgbtqbingo : Hickeys @fluffbruary : Day 6 - Embarrassment @multifandom-flash (Compliments) : You are better than you think you are

@fandom-free-bingo (World Book Night Edition card 1) : "I don't need you." @fandom-free-bingo (Flight Edition) : Can't make it to dinner, Teasing @anyfandomangstbingo : Best friend's boyfriend @febuwhump : Day 24 - "I'm doing this because I care about you." @seasonaldelightsbingo (Winter Wonderland) : Situationship

Dividers by @unfortunate-beetle-and-friends

Chapter 5 – Every Man is Guilty

“But I have my life, I’m living it. It’s twisted, exhausting, uncertain, and full of guilt, but nonetheless, there’s something there.”

Banana Yoshimoto

“You’re not selling me on this, Steve.” Bucky leant back on the kitchen wall, chin lowered and arms crossed.

“I can’t give you specifics right now. Security’s too tight. If you’ll just come and talk to Fury-”

This was the guy who’d lied to every draft office in the tri-state area? When had Steve become so damn hidebound? “I’m not interested. I told you before, I’m not going to work for SHIELD. And you can save Barton and Romanov’s very touching Different Call story. I’m grateful for what you did for me, really, but I never agreed to get away from Hydra just to sell my soul to someone else.”

Steve’s hands dug deeper into his pockets. “SHIELD isn’t Hydra, Buck. It’s not the same at all. Just let me set up a chat with the director and you’ll see that.”

“Why won’t you let this drop? You’ve got your whole Captain America deal with your team. I’ve got an actual life of my own now. You don’t need me.”

“Fine. You’re right. I don’t need you.”

Never had someone agreeing with him felt so much like a fist in the gut. Bucky didn’t get the chance to tell him to go fuck himself. Steve kept going. “This isn’t about me needing your help, Buck. I’m here because I want your help. I need people around me that I can trust and I trust you. You’re my oldest friend. And I gotta say, Bucky, this whole ‘new life’ you say you’ve got going on looks a lot like walling yourself up in a different cell. I’m doing this because I care about you. What good was getting them to let you go free if you’re just going to lock yourself back up? You look like shit, Buck. When did you last eat? Or drink anything that wasn’t coffee or at least eighty proof? You aren’t one of the bad guys anymore. You can do something worthwhile with your life. You don’t have to be all alone. Why won’t you let me help you?”

“Fuck you, Steve. I’m not gonna be your goddamn bad guy outreach program poster boy. And I had a cheese sandwich just last night, as though it’s any of your fucking business.” And I’m not alone…

They both looked up at the same moment, both heads turned towards the hall closet. “Shit’s always falling down somewhere round here. Place has gone to hell.” But even Steve wasn’t dumb enough not to recognise a sneeze when he heard it.

“For a guy with his windows rigged to blow, you’re weirdly calm about someone climbing around inside your walls.” The tinge of suspicion he heard in Steve’s voice hurt more than Bucky had expected. Who the hell did he think he’d be hiding in a wall cavity? Then he cringed inwardly as Steve began looking around with more intent than he had before. Bucky practically felt his eyes rest for a moment on the extra sleeping bag. His eyebrows visibly rose when he spotted the mug with its weird cute cartoon dragon thing. “Buck?” The suspicion had gone from Steve’s voice and Bucky missed it already.

“Hey, kid, it’s okay. Just a social call.” He listened for a beat of silence, then he and Steve both hear the departing scraping of Hive heading up to the roof. Knowing what he did, Bucky could pick up the unevenness in their movement and made a note to ask to check their injuries later. If he ever saw them again, of course. They might be too spooked to come back at all. He looked down at their mug. They’d be back. He hoped.

“I guess it’s cool that some things don’t change. But I don’t remember you being this coy about your girlfriends even in the forties.”

“‘Girlfriend’ is a real strong word for anyone I passed the time with back then. And that’s not… what this is. They’re just a friend.” Or something. This was definitely not the time to start seriously questioning the weird-ass situation he’d found himself in the last twelve hours or so.

“A friend who hides in the wall when your other friends drop by?”

Other friends? Did Steve think Bucky was having poker nights with the guys every week? What other friends?

“They’re shy, okay?”

“Buck, you don’t have to be embarrassed. I’m glad you’ve found someone you don’t mind having around. I hated thinking of you cooped up here with nothing but a bunch of old memories.” Steve, buddy, you have no idea… “Think I’ll ever get to meet them? What? I can’t be curious about the first person apart from me to ever know the notorious Bucky Barnes well enough to leave a mug at his place?” He couldn’t help but be mildly impressed at Steve’s rapid and unquestioning switch to the neutral pronoun.

“I doubt it. They’re shy, like I said. And it’s not really an ‘introductions to old friends’ kind of thing.” Of at least that much he was sure. Hell, it wasn’t even a thing. Just a really weird couple of days… that had left an extra sleeping bag on his floor.

Steve was frowning again. “You, uh, you’re not in trouble, right? I’ll believe you, whatever you say. I just can’t help noticing you’re a bit more banged up than I’ve seen you in a while. And you smell like that stuff your mom used to cover my hives in when we were kids.” He tried a weak grin.

Well, believe it or not a Hive was responsible… Buck almost returned the smile before he shook himself.  “I’m good. Just had a run in with some kind of funky old insulation while I was doing some repairs. Nothing to worry your pretty head about. The scratches are all healed up anyway.” He turned his shoulder to indicate the one Hive had uncovered. “Only covered them up so I wouldn’t get blood on anything, just didn’t get round to taking off the rest of the bandages before you stopped in for the little recruitment drive. Speaking of which –”

Steve held up a hand to stop him. “Speaking of which, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said… a lot of what I did. It wasn’t my place to judge what you’ve got going on here. I’m sorry.” The renewed anger Bucky had been preparing to unleash petered out more quickly than he had expected. “I meant it though, about wanting to work with you again.”

Buck grunted. “Howling Commandoes reunion tour? This time with one hundred percent less falling out of trains, right?” He hadn’t expected Steve to take the weak joke so hard. Steve hadn’t looked this green since a kid landed a kick in his stomach that left him puking his guts into a trash can. He’d been waiting on the ground by the can when Buck came back with split knuckles and a grin of triumph. They’d gone back to Buck’s place to clean up before Steve’s dad could see the mess on his shirt and add a bloody nose to Steve’s problems. Buck’s place. This place. The sink where they’d rinsed out that faded threadbare shirt had been torn out long ago or it would have been right about where Steve was standing now.

“I should have looked harder.”

“Huh?” Maybe Hive’s attention span was catching, somehow. It took him a second to reconnect the dots.

“I went back. To the pass. I went back about a dozen times, looking for – well – for a body, I guess. Maybe if I’d been smarter about it, I would’ve… would’ve found you. Maybe we wouldn’t be where we are now.” Steve’s words sounded like he was trying to swallow them rather than speak them aloud. “But we are. And I can’t fix what I abandoned you to, but I can’t walk away again. Please, Buck, stop by the compound sometime – nothing to do with SHIELD, just come say hi. Or answer your phone once in a while. I miss my best friend, Buck. The guy I knew back in forty-five, back when our lives made some sort of sense.”

“That guy died in the fall, Steve.”

Steve shook his head. “No, I think he’s very much alive. I see him in there. Don’t bury my best friend in this place, Buck, please. You might feel like you deserve that but you don’t. I’m not talking about showing off how ‘rehabilitated’ you are or anything like that. I mean that guy still deserves the life he should have got the first time around.”

Was that part of you given a choice?

Yes.

There’s always a choice.

No. I would never have chosen that…

Bucky managed to look up at Steve’s eyes. Still fucking insane that he was taller than Buck now. “He’s getting a life. And, I guess, if you’re going to be clingy dork about it, that life can involve spending more time with you than it has done so far. Happy?”

“Yeah, happy. Jerk.”

“We’re in the twenty-first century now, for fuck’s sake, Steve. Learn to curse, I’m begging you.” For just a second they shared a grin. The moment was broken by a beep from Steve’s phone. The sudden awkward energy that radiated from him came as a surprise. “I don’t care if you check your phone, you know? World might be hours from destruction or something.”

“That’s unlikely.” Steve blushed. “It’s probably personal.”

“Stark sending out mass dick pics or something? You’re practically glowing there, Rogers.” The blond head ducked, Steve pushing a hand through his hair. He successfully blocked the blush from view but the new angle… “Steve, that’s a fucking hickey! That’s… at least three hickeys!” Captain America’s complexion was a riot of crimson, the blush spreading down to the livid bruise just below his jaw. “You bruise like I do – those are new and vicious. Christ, Steve, you been hooking up with a moray eel?”

“I, ah, I’m seeing someone.”

“No shit.” Probably he should have expected it. Steve must be one of the most eligible bachelors in the country now. Superpowers, a name like “Captain America”, and serum-enhanced looks on tops of his natural Steve-ness… The girls were probably all over him. Weird thought. “Well? Who is she? Do I need to check she’s good enough for my best friend?”

The tips of Steve’s ears became practically scarlet. “It, uh, look, Buck, I–” Bucky frowned. “The person I’m dating is… he’s a guy.”

Well, Bucky couldn’t say he’d never wondered. The immediate mental maelstrom was much the same as it would have been in the forties. How much trouble was this going to cause him? How many more beatings because hiding himself was absolutely alien to Steve’s nature? It took a few seconds for the twenty-first century to impose itself on his thinking. No, probably no beating for Captain America, but public opinion could be a hell of a thing to reckon with – especially for the nation’s golden boy. And Steve was standing there right now closer to cringing than Buck had seen him since his dad was alive. God, there was a man – if he even deserved the word – who would have exploded at the news that his son was a fairy. He probably would have tried to thrash it out of him, Avenger or no.

“He’s not off the hook for best friend judgement just because he’s male, you know. Do I get to meet him?” He felt the pressure in the room change as Steve relaxed. Had he really expected hostility over his confession? From Bucky?

He doesn’t trust you…

“Uh, I guess, sometime. No one else has yet but it’s not… not really a secret. The team knows.”

Bucky nodded. “Well? You gonna see what he wants?” On cue, Steve’s phone chimed again. Reluctantly, ears still hot, he pulled it out of his pocket.

“Just asking where I want to get dinner tonight.” He tapped out a reply, making Buck smile at the geriatric concentration he had to put into the exercise, betraying the boyish face.

“Cute.”

He knows, deep down, what a monster he unleashed by letting you go.

Stop.

That’s why he’s scared of you, even now. Guilt for leaving you behind? More likely guilt for not finishing what he started when he let you fall.

He didn’t “let me fall”.

We’ve been over this, asset. You used to be less naïve. You know the resources he has at his disposal. Do you really believe he didn’t just decide you weren’t worth the trouble?

Steve pushed his phone back into his pocket and grinned sheepishly. “Sorry about that.”

Bucky waved the apology away.

“I should probably get going. I’ll see you? Soon?”

Bucky nodded, but…

Empty offer. You really think he and his new friends want someone around who tried to kill them – however poorly you executed your assignment? Stark didn’t even trust you unsupervised in this dump, let alone in his precious Tower.

“Steve, you sure the others won’t mind me just stopping by? Doubt I‘m popular over there. Not real eager to get teargassed soon as I set foot over the perimeter.”

Steve smiled, his confidence returning. He’d swung his leg over the sill already. “Sure, I’m sure. It’s not like everyone trusted Natasha when she first showed up either. They’re the good guys, Buck. They believe in second chances.” His smile was warm as ever as he ducked out of the window, not seeing the way the temperature of Bucky’s blood had plummeted. “And charge your phone,” Bucky heard him say as his feet landed on the tarmac.

Second chances… isn’t that sweet? So much for his assurances of your deep and abiding innocent soul, it seems. You could have almost believed that choir boy act, couldn’t you?

It was three hours before Hive returned the way they had left. The hum of the generator wasn’t quite enough to drown out their scuffling descent. The faceless apparition was unnerving until they loosened their hood strings and pulled their hoodie down to uncover their lower face. “Protection,” they explained, though Bucky had already guessed as much. From the looks of the stretched fabric round their wrists, they’d had the sleeves pulled down over their hands too.

“Good call. Skin still itches like shit.” He’d had another go with the cream – Steve was right about the smell barely having changed in almost a century – but ran into the same problem as before. He’d had to spend a good twenty minutes scrubbing the stuff out of the joints in his arm with a toothbrush.

He was turning to offer Hive some of the beans he’d been heating on the camping stove, when he realised what else had bothered him about their appearance. They were huddled in the hallway, dressed as they’d been when they made their exit earlier – hoodie, cargoes, black and purple striped socks…

“You’ve been hanging around Brooklyn with no fucking shoes on?”

“You’d be amazed. Saw one guy with no shoes, no socks, and only half a pair of trousers. Guess I should be grateful for what I’ve got. Anyway, I wasn’t stopping for pre-flight checks while I was busy fleeing for my life, was I?”

“You need to check that you’re wearing shoes?”

“Told ya,” They seemed almost proud. “My brain is wrong.”

“Won’t be the only thing that’s wrong if you do shit like that. You’re lucky you haven’t got tetanus or something.”

“Probably too soon to be sure if I have or not,” they pointed out as they dropped down by the fire and stuck their feet out to warm near the flames.

“Not real comforting, kid.”

Hive watched him for a moment, maybe wondering the same thing he was: at what point had their continued well-being become a matter of comfort to him. Then again, maybe not.

“You call me that a lot. Kid. ‘M not a kid, you know.”

He grunted in reply. “I’m an old man, kid. Don’t take it personally.” That was apparently acceptable. They huffed but smirked. They wiggled their toes. Unsurprisingly, the soles of their socks were filthy, damp, and holes in more than one place. One big toe poked free. They saw him looking and wagged it pointedly at him.

“Rude to stare.” They were grinning.

“Sure your feet are okay? There are landfills cleaner than the streets round here. No cuts or anything?”

“Will you feel better if I check?”

“I’ll have less concern about my apartment stinking of gangrene tomorrow, yeah.”

They rolled their eyes but folded their legs and peeled off their socks.

He doled out beans, giving Hive the bowl and keeping his own in the pan, while they performed their inspection.

“All good,” they pronounced, hopping up with only a bit of a wobble to rinse their hands under the lonely sinkless faucet. Bucky wasn’t sure if it had been seeing Steve standing in the old place, looking not so much like he’d grown as like the room had shrunk around him, or if it was just having someone else inhabiting the space with him for a while, but the apartment’s wasted, skeletal feel was more noticeable to him now. He was making food over a camping stove. His bed was a sleeping bag. For someone who’d finally come back home, he looked pretty homeless right now, didn’t he? Was that what Steve had seen? Did Bucky have that same look? An abandoned shell, like the building?

What makes you think you deserve any better? You could have been so much more…

“Cheers.” Hands clean, Hive had grabbed their bowl and clunked it lightly against the pan. Seeing his confusion, they repeated, “A toast to toes not turning grey and dropping off! Which… now that I hear it again, may not have been the most genteel toast ever raised at a meal. Oops. Hope I didn’t put you off.” They tucked into their own food with no sign of discomfort.

“A toast to not losing body parts gets my vote,” he conceded. They shared a grin. “Where did you go earlier anyway? Guessing you didn’t find a café that didn’t care about the lack of shoes.”

“Rooftops, mostly. Nearby ones. Figured if it was a social call I probably didn’t need to flee the state. Thought about a library but figured I’d attract a bit too much attention.”

“Library?”

“They have books there! The wild kind, not the kind you have to pay for. Like a book zoo – except members can foster the animals. The analogy got a bit lost, sorry.”

“I followed, most of it anyway. I do know what a library is. We had ‘em when I was a kid too, you know.”

While he did the sparse dishes, Bucky could see Hive moving around out of the corner of his eye. A glance found them rolling up their sleeping bag and gathering the small quantity of trash they’d been accumulating into a sack. He dried his hands and grabbed his phone; it had turned up beside the plant pot. The generator fell quiet. Bucky turned the phone on and almost immediately wished he hadn’t. It lit up with message after message, the device rattling in his metal grip.

Steve: Been a while. How are you getting on?

Steve: Hope you are doing okay. There is a briefing later today that you might be interested in. Let me know.

Banner: Shuri sent me over your updated records. I think we should discuss a pain management regimen. Contact me.

Steve: Clint and Natasha are planning a movie night. How about joining us?

Steve: You really need to answer a text (or a call) once in a while.

Fen: You’re 30m late

Fen: Where are you??

Fen: Call me, James

Steve: I tried to call twice and didn’t get an answer. I’m going to drop by this morning. There’s some SHIELD business I want to discuss and it’s been a long time since you checked in. Miss you, man.

Fen: This is real shitty of you. You’re decent at the job and I like you but you can’t just ditch for the day without a word. The garage was busy today. We need to talk.

Steve: ETA 10 minutes.

“Fuck.” Hive looked up. “Everything going on since yesterday… Seems I forgot to go to work today.” He started moving automatically, grabbing his jacket off a picture nail, and toeing his boots upright. Hive must have taken them off for him while he was unconscious. He’d have expected to feel more latent objection to the idea but he definitely did not have time to stop and consider the unfamiliar close, warm sensation he experienced instead.

“I should have thought… sorry.”

“Huh?” He stopped, half inside his jacket.

“I mean, I knew, didn’t I? Where you work. That’s how I found you in the first place. Should have occurred to me that you ought to be there.”

He was already four hours late. What difference was five more minutes likely to make to his boss’s bad mood. “Wasn’t your problem if I went to work or not. I’m a big enough boy to handle my own routine.” He was a bit unsettled to see Hive huddling into a corner again, much as they’d done last night. They were still on their feet but they’d shrunken down into their hoodie and were not looking at him. “Hey, kid, it’ll be okay. My huge personal charm will smooth things over with my boss and anyway it is not up to you to have shit to do with my schedule.” They nodded but still wouldn’t meet his eyes. Their gaze was unfocused, drifting around the floor. Trying not to wonder why he cared, he cast around for something to ground them.

“Know what? I’m gonna try to make a dinner tonight that doesn’t come straight out of a can. What do ya think? Sound good?”

“I mean… it’s pretty vague.” He was relieved to see some… presence come back into their face. “Are we talking closer to a dead pigeon you found on the roof or delicately braised sustainably-farmed salmon?” Bucky’s expression apparently satisfied. They grinned a little.

“I guess somewhere in the middle but a little closer to the dead pigeon. I’ll do my best.”

The grin brightened. “Sounds good. I don’t like salmon much anyway.”

He nodded. “No salmon. Got it. See you later – gotta go save my job.”

The garage hadn’t been too bad. Fen had been obliged to rake him over the coals a little – sure it was real useful having a guy on staff who could jack up a car on one hand, in addition to being able to handle basically any bike issue she could remember being brought, but only if he was gonna decide to turn up when expected and not just when it was convenient to him. He knew she took no pleasure in playing the hard-ass, except with assholes who didn’t believe she was more than capable of dismantling their tricked out dick substitutes down to the nuts and then reassembling it faster than they could jerk off over a climate change denial manifesto; she just wanted her garage running smooth. He’d worked out the rest of the day and hung out past close to put away some late deliveries by way of apology and all ruffled feathers had settled. His extended shift had meant it was already past dark when he got to his supply run, though. He hoped Hive wasn’t getting too hungry waiting.

If they were, it wasn’t causing any notable chaos. The building was quiet and dark. Maybe they were taking the opportunity for some much needed sleep. A smile crept over his lips at the thought. He tried to keep quiet and not disturb them when he manoeuvred his awkward haul through the window, catching the new wok as it made a dash for the floor. But he’d no sooner set things down than he knew the apartment was deserted. It felt empty in a way he couldn’t recall it feeling before they’d arrived. He stuck his head out into the hallway but the whole building had the same mournful, abandoned echo. A shiver gripped him – all the more dramatic in a body that always ran so hot. He searched the apartment. Their sleeping bag was folded neatly in a corner of the hall. His own he found moved to his bedroom, spread out with pillow, blanket and a sheet of paper laid on top. He recognised their handwriting.

Hey Bucky,

Wasn’t sure when to expect you back. I’m so sorry – looks like I might have to miss dinner after all. I need to go do something. Should be back by 9 at the latest so… maybe save me some if I didn’t piss you off too much by ditching? Sorry, again. Sorry sorry sorry. See you later.

Hive x

Bucky stood in his bedroom doorway with the note in his hand and shot a look at the things he’d left in the kitchen – the wok and utensils he’d been managing without, the extra bowl, plate, cutlery, and the bag spilling spring onions and packets of noodles beside them. Gotta do what they gotta do, he supposed. The note creased in his fingers. No problem. Might take him a while to get this right anyway. He’d cook, and they’d probably be back by the time he was done, sure.

With how many people who’d love to know where to find Bucky Barnes in tow?

They don’t want to be found themselves. They wouldn’t bring anyone back here…

The nightmare act really sucked you in, didn’t it? Who knows who they really are? Even if they are in hiding from someone, aren’t there plenty of people who’d trade the whereabouts of the Winter Soldier for better protection than hiding out with a monster who already nearly killed them? Not a high bar, is it?

So what’s your suggestion?

What time is it?

What?

They said they’d be back by nine.

Probably so we’d stay put and off guard.

What time is it?

He’d never bothered to get a clock. He pulled out his phone.

22:27

His eyes shot to the window.

Note: Thanks for reading, y'all! And thank you to all the wonderful providers of prompt events without which I probably wouldn't have started writing again. Special thank you to my boys for inspiring me and keeping me motivated.

[poetryphase]

₍ᐢ. .ᐢ₎ miaow

hii! i'm michel, also known as vunny, & i use he/him & she/her pronouns

i'm 18 & still obsessed w/ the same shit i was obsessed w/ years ago

i speak english | hablo español | learning french and portuguese

also mexican american

shitty graphic designer who'll most likely never post his stuff

also a writer who'll most likely never post her stuff

i am here to be cringy until i die or accidentally delete this blog again

i am chronically multifandom & my blog is very much proof of that

i treat my blog like my own personal art gallery & use personalized tags to keep track of everything :)

i am the definition of a digital hoarder tho & queue a lot! u have been warned!!!

part of too many fandoms but here r some i queue up often:

marvel comics, ace attornery, pokemon, SVSSS, TGCF, hetalia, mcyt, & undertale

if ur not comfy w any of these fandoms pls click off!! i post what i want!!

i also rlly like blinkies

also if it wasnt hysterically obvious dni & fuck off to the following ppl:

racists, xenophobes, homophobes, transphobes, terfs, misogynists, zionists, etc. etc.

[tobyfuckinrogers]

‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎ ‎INTRO POST

my name's dean or toby, whichever one u prefer more!!

i'm a minor but i don't mind adults interacting if ur not creepy!!

i'm bad at communicating with people a lot so if i'm a bit awkward, i'm sorrryyy!!

my pronouns r he/him (but i'm fine with any gender neutral pronouns too) and i'm bi and trans (ftm)!!

this blog is mostly reblogs (with occasional art of my own), and i am multifandom (with 1 main fandom at a time tho)

please let me know if i say something wrong or overstep boundaries!! if i do anything wrong, i wanna improve on it!!

FANDOMS, HOBBIES, MOVIES, TV SHOWS, BOOKS

‏‏‎ ‎ fandoms!!

‏‏‎ top interests rn is pressure (roblox game) and slenderverse!! i also rlly like deadplate, cold front, eloquent countenance, elevator hitch, and bittersweet sentence!! and other fandoms that i like are sally face, cry of fear, five nights at freddys, purpleverse, bendy and the ink ‏‏‎‏‏‏‎‏machine, nso,‏‎ ‏‏‎ddlc, + more !!

‏‏‎ ‎ hobbies / general interests

drawing, writing, reading, baking, photography, collecting soda can ‎‏‏‎tabs, slugs, snails, worms, rats/mice, spirituality, tarot, crystals, psychology, biblical angels, antidepressants

‏‏‎ ‎ movies

the lost boys, american psycho, ghostbusters (1984, 1989, 2021), beetlejuice, death proof, jaws, the outsiders, scream, nightmare on ‎‏‏‎elm street, halloween, children of the corn, saw ii, fnaf, it (1990), ‎‎‏‏‏‏silver bullet, little shop of horrors, spree, family (2018), and fanfic

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inside job, breaking bad, scott pilgrim takes off, bojack horseman, south park, rick and morty, murder drones, young sheldon, kakegurui, supernatural

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dirty heads - aaron dries, fnaf book series (all of them), bendy books ‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎(all of them), marble hornets comics

‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎MUSIC

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mccafferty, the front bottoms, modern baseball, camping in alaska, marietta unamused dave, plainclothes, summerbruise, inconsistent, yawning, coping, the clippers, ashtray, pavement, foo fighters, sign crushes motorist, alex g, whirr, glare, blue smiley, slowdive, lsd and ‎‏‏‎the search for god, the white stripes, muse, weezer, car seat ‎headrest, title fight, deftones, eyedress, tv girl, arctic monkeys, mindless self indulgence, ayesha erotica, insane ‎‏‏clown posse, lemon demon, jukebox the ghost, will wood (and the ‎‏‏‎tapeworms), tally hall, miracle musical, that handsome devil, the ‎‏‏‎paper chase, the nighty nite, mook, animal collective, the dresden dolls, destroy boys, glass animals, stolen babies, stomach book, my ‎chemical romance, falling in reverse, escape the fate, three days grace, fall out boy, get scared, rob zombie, korn, slipknot, scars on broadway, soad, the 69 eyes, nine inch nails, millionares, brokencyde, ‎pierce the veil, ghost town, 3oh!3, radiohead, the cure, jack off jill, early ‎‏‏p!atd, tyler the creator, the left rights

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[4ngelic-star]

INTRODUCTION

Heyo! Welcome to my blog! You can call me ANGEL/STAR, I'm a furry and a tiny gremlin that loves cute things. I go by He/She, and ima multifandom typa goober.

I spam like, reblog, and follow anyone who makes content I'm interested in.

alot more info on my blog is below the cut!!

i have my fursona right here

CURRENT INTERESTS!!!

my interests and interact list: cotl, vocaloid & utau, roblox, regretevator, phighting!, daybreak RBLX, guts & blackpowder, minecraft, animal crossing, jjba, genshin, hsr, zzz, smiling critters, osc, dandy's world, pressure, Webfishing, The Robloxia: Until Dawn, Sonic.exe: The Disaster, Forsaken, Fuck tons of music artists (mostly indie), (more will be added soon)

favorite characters: catnap, wanderer/scara, sunday, coal, gigi, looey, fukase, oliver, kasane teto, mine laru, von lycaon, blahaj, aftonsparv, snom, amicus, leshy, lamb, narinder, Elijah Songaa, watcher (daybreak), slingshot, poob, scag, gregoriah, prototype, webfishing kitty, Bob (acnh), punchy, Drakobloxxer (TR:UD), elliot the pizza guy, two time, watercolor (YonKaGor), (ill add more soon)

currently fixating on: cult of the lamb, Dandy's world, Forsaken,

OTHER EXTENSIVE INFO!!!

art & game info

i like to do digital w my finger and traditional on my sketchbook.

I like to make doodles, small comics, art for my friends, and just general creations of my interests. I play Vrchat alot and am an asymmetrical horror enjoyer on Roblox mostly (im not paying for a game. pirating however, is another story.) I have other cool games on my switch!

sorta personal info

my flags! (i suggest you research some of these if you dont know/havent heard of them)

Will/wont remember things, its unique tbh. social cues and listening arent my strong suit but i will pay attention if i stare at you :3

If i get comfy I WILL get freaky. I apologize for any unsolicited behavior i commit. I also tend to lie ab my mood not to make you worry if ur a friend

I love sleep, its honestly whatever and up till 3. Usually up late on weekends tho. I have like 11 plushes, heres a pic for proof

CUSTOM TAGS!!!

(some subject to change..)

AnaSTAR sez: rare babble sightings

AnaSTAR's art: its self explanatory!! art!!!!

Dni:

nsfw, terf, racist, zionist, incest, PDF's, gooner posters, 18+ only accounts, (subject to change)

i hope reading this will help you understand me a little better as a mutual :3c

[laurabwrites]

I wrote some Star Wars fanfiction! It's been a while and I'm very pleased to have written.

Relationships create a bond between people. When you're Force Sensitive, a symbol of that relationship, that bond, is painted on your skin. If it's a strong enough bond, it can overcome very limited Force Sensitivity. Galactic civilization has rather romanticized these marks, declaring them proof of soulmates.

That has strong consequences when Anakin Skywalker's marks disappear.

[mischief-and-tea-by-the-sea]

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Category: M/M Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Thor (Movies)Iron Man (Movies) Relationships: Loki/Tony Stark, Bruce Banner/Thor Characters: Loki (Marvel), Tony Stark, Bruce Banner, Thor (Marvel), Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes, Clint Barton Additional Tags: Established Relationship, Established Loki/Tony Stark, Established Bruce Banner/Thor, Scandal, Potential cheating, Cheating/Not Cheating, Team as Family, Team Bonding, Found Family, Minor Bucky Barnes/Steve Rogers, Thor learns a little more about Earth Language: English Series: Frost & Forge-Fire: A Year of OTP 2023 Frostiron 12 Month Anthology of a Relationship Collection: 2023-Year of the OTP Published: 2023-11-19 Words: 4,814 Chapters: 1/1

For The Year of the OTP 2023 on Tumblr.

Summary: The one thing Tony wasn't expecting to deal with this morning was being called out for potentially cheating on Loki with Thor, and he and Thor denied it completely but for one problem: the picture proof in the Daily Bugle along with the article. Just how will the two handle this pickle?

@yearoftheotpevent

I know I'm very behind on this, but it's definitely been a year, and I'm sticking with this series to the end, even if it takes me well into next year to get it finished.

[tasty-toasty]

I love being multi-fandom (I'm lying)

[saturnshusband]

introduction since no proof of me being real is online as of now

i hate intros lol

-my name is FAUST , i'm a big DRDT fan!!! It's currently my main hyperfixation.

-I use primarily they/them pronouns, but I don't mind any neos! i'm nonbinary and cupiosexual + cupioromantic, also girls pretty 😍😍😍

-I currently use tumblr on the website, I'm too lazy to get the app ToT

-i am multifandom, though!! I also like NGE, object shows, PMMM, OMORI, and ToH. (I've finished these series and actively enjoy content, but I'm also getting into Corpse Party and MILGRAM)

-my biggest kins/favorite characters are nico hakobyan (DRDT), veronika grebenshchikova (DRDT), and kyoko sakura (PMMM)

-basic dni criteria, and adults are on thin ice (is that a tumblr term help)

-please use tone indicators when you need to/if i ask, i get really anxious when i think people are looking at me negatively :(

-literally the only reason i'm on here is for drdt content, but i wouldn't mind making friends :] (<-did i mention i use a lot of emoticons)

-also i love hot freaks and will wood if you listen to them follow me NOW 👿👿👿 /nf

i think that's all, bye!!! ^.^

♡

[atsushishelteredinmoonlitjasmine]

There isn't a single RWDE that has two functional brain cells.

You're proof. You constantly post opinion and conjecture as fact and I'm surprised you don't cringe reading your own crap.

Just leave, we don't want you, we don't need you. Just quit talking.

If this is the same Anon as before, then know this is the last time I'm giving you attention and will delete any further messages. You were fun for a laugh or two but this is your third strike. After this, I'm done with you.

I've gotta admit, it's funny how you say I "constantly post opinion and conjecture as fact" when I've only written up 22 posts tagged as "rwde" over the course of 2 and a half years, 4 of which were from this year. Not to mention that the blog you're borderline stalking/harassing is a multifandom blog. If you bothered to look at my posts listed, you'd see just a bunch of GIFsets and fanart for anime and games I like.

Also, as a writer who's been posting her own stories, both original and fanfic, for 5 years now, I'm used to cringing at my work. It's part of the process of improvement in one's skills.

And no, I'm not going to stop talking about this just because you and others are uncomfortable with it. I've been doing the bare minimum in censoring specific words and tagging my posts correctly, meaning the least you can do is block me. If you won't give yourself the courtesy of doing that, then Idk what to tell you

[spoon-slayer]

ABOUT ME

Howdy, I'm Spoon. I'm currently a student (I'm not going to elaborate on this, as for privacy reasons.)

I'm aroace (no attraction of any kind,) and I'm also genderfluid. Call me any pronoun you see fit. I honestly don't care.

I've had this account since July of 2020, and If you've noticed that many posts you swore I've made are missing, it's because they're deleted. I'm sorry if I deleted any of your favorites. I felt that, seeing as I've very much grown from the person I was when I first made this account (nothing bad was on this account, just very cringe stories,) I need to redo this.

It also didn't feel right to keep them up. It didn't sit right with me and I felt the need to do what I was most comfortable doing. Which was, unfortunately, deleting everything I had previously posted. (As of 3/12/2024 this account is starting off fresh.)

I'm on a multitude of different platforms. I may later provide links to them, we'll see.

I'm a multifandom profile, and my hyperfixations tend to jump from one to another. Check out my masterlist to see what I write for/I'm currently into.

Also, I tend to not proof-read (or beta read, whichever floats your boat) anything I write. I typically write and then publish without double checking anything. So, if you find any grammatical errors, inconsistencies or anything, please let me know.

If I ever do anything that causes a trigger that wasn't warned of or that makes anyone uncomfortable (or is considered problematic I guess?) please let me know. I am, painfully, unaware of these things unless communicated. After all, as I tend to say to my friends a lot, communication is key. You can't expect for someone to know what they've done wrong without communicating what it was.

Thank you for taking time to read this, and feel free to cruise through my posts.

[thyroideater]

I'm very proud to announce that...

I am apart of the TMNT4P (Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles for Palestine) project!! We've currently got a couple more hours left in our pop-up event where we are accepting ocs and multifandom requests. But don't worry, when this event ends we'll still continue TMNT-related requests for our fundraiser.

There's only a couple more hours in this event, so please hurry!

Donate to the IMEU or purchase ESIMS for Palestine, send the proof of donation to @tmnt4p with a request, and we'll draw/write it for you!

For more information, check out the offical carrd! https://tmnt4p.drr.ac/