#WAHHHHH <- lying

[todayisafridaynight]

if i start crying looking at the super groupies collab pieces no im fucking not

[t4tsonic]

beat paper mario. [earthshattering wail]

[star-byrd]

good fucking day folks

[whosmarinette]

“Gwen hid important information and lied to Miles, wahhhhh” Oh, Yes. “Lying and hiding things from loved ones” a thing Spider-Man famously Would Never Do.

[whentherewerebicycles]

important updates from the birthday:

today was his first day down to only one bottle and the rest solid food meals. he was delighted and clearly so ready to make the transition but also I fear for my ability to keep the pantry stocked and this child fed lol like WHERE IS HE PUTTING IT ALL. for dinner he ate an omelet with veggies and cottage cheese, a kiwi, a banana with peanut butter mixed in, a slice of cheddar cheese, 4 ounces of whole milk, and a slice of whole wheat bread slathered with hummus. then we, the adults, went out to dinner and he immediately began SHRIEKING at the restaurant because WHY was everyone taunting him by eating in his presence but not FEEDING HIM on this, his BIRTHDAY??????? so then he ate some sweet and sour cucumbers, a soup dumpling, some spicy noodles, and many spoonfuls of chicken broth. then we came home and got ready for bed and he wept bitterly because HOW COULD WE PUT A BABY DOWN TO SLEEP FOR THE NIGHT WHEN HE WAS STILL SO HUNGRY??? so then he had 4 oz more of whole milk before he finally acquiesced to going to sleep. I think this child ate the same amount of calories I did today.

he is CRUISING!!!! which I laugh about to myself every time I say it because it makes him sound like a closeted gay guy in pre-stonewall new york who lives an upstanding heterosexual life by day etc etc but no he is actually just taking steps while holding onto furniture. it is very fun to watch you can see him be like ‘ohohoHO! well now I’ve figured out something clever, haven’t I!’ every time he does it. today he worked his way all the way around the edge of our big sectional (in pursuit of The Glowing Screen, aka mom’s phone, which was lying on the opposite end of the couch).

he loves my parents sooooo much. gosh he just adores them. it’s so sweet to watch them together wahhhhh. I’m sad every time they leave!!! my mom is afraid she’ll miss his first steps so I’ve been instructed to hold him back developmentally for three more weeks until she’s back 😂

he has started mimicking sounds and gestures more! as you know I’ve been lightly stressed about this (and annoyed at myself for being stressed about it) since the PT mentioned he was behind on “foundational communication” 🙄 but today he repeated NO NO NO and MAMAMA and MORE MORE MORE (moh moh moh lol) and also imitated my dad multiple times when they were playing his new steel tongue drum together and my dad was showing him how to hit the notes. he is also definitely responding more to commands and requests, like when you tell him not to do something or ask him to bring you something. so I have decided that I am not going to spend any more time worrying about it. he will figure it out in his own time.

my mom says he reminds her soooo much of me as a baby, just physically and also temperamentally, and that’s very fun. you don’t get to know yourself as a baby obviously so it’s fun to be like oh this is what I was like! (I must’ve totally rocked because this kid is the best ever lol.)

in music class he matched pitch several times (he likes to sing the last note of the song after we have finished singing as a group). the teacher was like wow listen to him go!

he blew kisses again. to himself in the mirror. he was like my god who is that beautiful boy. I simply must blow him a kiss.

I’m sure more things happened but phew I am tired out!!!! too tired to reflective journal tonight but I’m due for my “checking in with myself about parenting values/experiences every six months” exercise so I gotta find some time for that this week. but for now: time for bed!!!

[gojo-mochi]

Softy, darling, hello! I'm happy to see you again!

Would it he alright to request Yakuza(or Mafia) Daddy Toji? You have full reign over if you want it to be smutty or fluffy 🌸 Just... I'm always down to be on my knees for him 😩👀

THIS TOOK WAY LONGER AND WENT WAY TOO LONG KDSAJ FDSF BUT I CANT HELP IT FOR TOJIIII ALSO GOOD TO SEE YOU AGAIN TOOO WAHHHHH (//ω//) CW: Blood, clothed grinding, groping, Toji's Cock Mafia AU-ish

Word Count:2.7k

Also I made this other fic but scraped it but here it is if anyone wnat to check it out..

Ah, you knew you shouldn’t have agreed to come to this party and on a Sunday of all days. You sigh to yourself and look around the room of dancing sweaty bodies, taking a swig of your drink. Wincing at the taste of it, another mistake you made was trusting your friend to make you a drink. Whatever it was, just a few sips was enough to make your head pound.

You lost your friend about an hour ago, amidst the chaos of bodies jostling against each other in this unfamiliar house. You take a look at your phone to check the time. 11pm, you did not want to stay here after 12am; you had stuff to do tomorrow, and you wanted at least a few hours of decent sleep. You send a quick message to your friend that you were leaving the party and toss your drink in the trash as you walk to the door. 

The crispy, chilly air bites at you as soon as you step out of the humid mess of the party. You hug your jacket closer to your body and start to head home; luckily, your home was only 10 minutes away from the party by foot. Still, it was late at night, and this area was known to have unsavory folks hanging around, so you decided to take some shortcuts you knew and jog your way back home.

The street lights buzz above you as you jog under them, a hand in your pocket, holding on tightly to a pocket knife. It wasn’t anything big, but should be enough to deter anyone from attacking you or at least give you enough time to run away. You soon come up to your first shortcut, a long alleyway that would save you about 3 minutes to get back home. 

You steady yourself and take in a deep breath, getting ready to run through this alley in one sprint. There was only one dingy dim light that barely illuminated the alleyway, so you pulled out your phone and turned on the flashlight. Pointing it ahead of you and making sure that no one was hiding in any corner, you take off. 

The sound of your shoes hitting the pavement echoes all around you as your eyes dart around to catch any ambush waiting in the dark. Unfortunately, you didn’t count for a person lying down in the middle of the alley. You trip forward and land right on top of the stranger. Your phone flew out of your hand during the trip and bounced down the alleyway, the phone light shutting off as it skidded across the ground. 

The impact of your fall dazes you a little; your head spins, and you shut your eyes, trying to steady yourself. Planting your hands on something solid to push yourself up, you find that the “ground” you were groping starts to move. You scramble backwards, trying to get some distance from you and the stranger, and then finding your hands to be oddly wet. 

You try to look at them under the drab lighting, making out a dark-colored substance staining your hand. Your heart drops to your stomach, now knowing that this could be blood and the person you just tripped on might be a victim in dire need of help. Or on the other hand, this could just very well be a trap, and you’ll be the one that ends up bleeding out on the ground. 

Whichever it was, you knew that you needed your phone back quickly. Either to call for help for the stranger or for yourself if it comes down to it. You push yourself up on your feet, reaching around to grab the wall and scoot yourself alongside it. With the small lighting you have, you can barely make out the shape of certain things. The overfilled dumpsters, the outline of the stranger on the ground, random trash scattered around the floor. 

And one of those unidentified trash on the ground must be your phone. You just needed to walk a little closer to the area where you think you saw it land. 

“Hey…” 

You jump out of your skin and scream when you feel a hand grab your ankle and a groggy voice call out to you. The stranger keeps a tight grip on your leg as he starts to pull himself up. Grabbing your hand next and almost pulling you down with his surprising strength. 

You stood there frozen, unsure of what to do as the man got back up on his feet and stood at his full height. Towering over you in this dark alleyway, with your back against the wall, defenseless. 

“Hey.. you a part of the Curses?”

‘Curses?’ You were unsure of what the man was talking about, but with the way he spat out the word “Curses”, you can assume that it would not be a good thing to say you were. 

“N-no, I was just trying to go home, sir. And I found you on the ground; I swear I didn't do anything to you! ”

The stranger leans in closer to you, his breath washing over your face. Everything about him terrified you; you couldn’t move an inch in his presence. 

“Tch, your house nearby?…ugh”

The stranger tips forward, his head falling on your shoulder. His full weight suddenly collapsing on you made you back up against the wall just to stay standing. His hands then grabbed onto your shoulders as he rasped out, “Take me to your house…now.” 

“Wh-what? Isn’t the hospital a better option?”

“No! No hospital, if I wake up. In a hospital, you’re the one that's going to end up dead..got it?”

His voice lowered down in a deep tone, making the threat seem all the more real. His hands squeeze on your shoulders harshly and then drop down as the man passes out on you. This time you were more prepared and caught him before both you and him fell to the ground.

But, now the real problem was, how were you going to drag this man all the way back to your house? You could just ignore his threats and call an ambulance, but you felt like he wasn’t really kidding about his threats. 

Sighing to yourself, you decide to suck it up and drag you and him down the alley, making sure to pick up your phone along the way, walking all the way back home. You weren’t sure how you made it back home; whether it was the adrenaline from the alcohol or the fear of possibly being killed, you made it back in one piece. 

Luckily for you, it seemed like no one was out tonight, so no one saw you drag an unconscious and bloodied body inside your home. You couldn’t drag the stranger up to your couch, so you dragged him next to the couch and rested his head on a pillow on the floor. While catching your breath, you take a look over at the man you brought home. 

Tall, with a large frame and muscles, which you totally did not feel up while dragging him here. Dark, kind of fluffy-looking hair, an old scar on his lips, and a handsome face. If he wasn’t covered in dried blood and grime, you might be attracted to him, and there's also the fact that he threatened to kill you too.

You sigh, pondering if you should call the police or not, as you went to grab a first aid kit and some towels. You really couldn't do much if it was a serious wound, but you thought if you helped clean him up a little, he would be less inclined to murder you in your sleep. You kneel down next to him and start with his arms and face, cleaning off all the blood, and applying ointment and bandages where it was needed. 

As you were done, you looked down at his chest, your cheeks heating up at the sight. You glance back up at his face to see if he was awake, while your hands tug at the hem of his shirt.

“Umm, hey, if you can hear me, I need to take your shirt off to clean you up. Totally not doing it for any indecent reasons, of course!” 

He doesn’t twitch at all; you take this as a sign to continue forward. You lift up his shirt extra carefully, your fingers barely hanging on to the edge of the cloth. 

‘Fuck, why does this guy wear skintight shirts? This fabric practically stuck on to his abs and his chest…” 

It was also mostly stuck due to the blood, but either way, this means you had a harder time trying to peel it off of him. You got the shirt up to below his tiddies, revealing a deep gash on his side. You wince a little at the sight, balling up his shirt so it stays up and grabbing some gauze and wipes to clean the wound. 

You were just about finished bandaging the wound when the stranger woke up and grabbed you by the throat. His eyes were hazy-looking as he looked around the room for any signs of another person or threat. His grip on your throat was tight enough to leave you gasping for air. You clawed at his arm, trying to do anything to get him to loosen his hold on you. 

The stranger’s eyes soon landed on all the bloodied gauze and medical equipment laying around him. He raises an eyebrow and lets go of your throat; you immediately start coughing up spit, reaching up to soothe your poor neck. Glaring at the stranger during your coughing fit. 

He glares back at you, and you cower down quickly. He makes a move to stand up, only to stumble on taking his first step. He stumbles back into the couch with a loud groan, looking down at you from his position. 

“Hey you, why am I here?” He snaps his fingers at you, expecting a quick response. 

You got up on your feet to answer, fully annoyed and angry this time. Still a little scared of the man, but there was no way you were going to let him treat you like this after all you did. 

“You are here because you threatened to kill me if I took you to the hospital after I found you passed out in the alleyway.” You poke at his very firm chest with each “you” to emphasize your point and anger with him. Luckily he didn’t bite or slice away your finger, just responding with a soft, “Hmm.” and an uninteresting look on his face. 

“So, I did... Well, cutie, it looks like you're stuck with me for the time being then.” He sighs loudly and settles back on the couch, arms and legs stretched out in comfort. “Little hot in here, isn’t it? Why don’t you be a good host and turn up the AC for me, yeah?” Taking off his shirt as he orders you around, the stranger throws his shirt on the ground and gets extra comfy on your couch. 

Now, the stranger you brought to your home to care for out of the kindness of your own heart (and a small threat to your life) is laying down shirtless on your couch and making demands of you like it was nothing. Your cheeks heat up as you grab his shirt and throw it back at him, stomping over to speak straight to his face. 

“Listen, I know you are scary and strong-looking, but that doesn’t give you the right to be an asshole to me in my own home. When I took care of your wounds and dragged you all the way here and saved you from dying in that alleyway!” 

The man just blinks at you surprisingly for a few moments, throwing his shirt back on the ground, which almost made you blow another fuse. 

“Toji.”

Now you were just confused, “Huh?”

“Toji, that’s my name; I should at least give you that for saving me after all. And, don’t worry, cutie, I’ll make sure to pay you handsomely for helping me out.” And with that said, Toji pulls you in by the wrist and hoists you up on top of him. Your hands are now on top of his naked chests. Which you finally got a good look at, and you noticed that along with the various scars he has, Toji also has a tattoo on his left arm. A weird purple dragon and worm hybrid design, wrapping around his biceps all the way down to his sleeve, followed by a set of chains wrapping around the other way. You were sort of mesmerized by the design, not noticing Toji’s hand finding its way down to your hips as he bucked up his own.

Grinding his crotch right on you, and he just kept going, making you bounce up and down as he grinded in all the right places. His hands wander down and under your shirt, ghosting over your skin. His touch was like a fire on your skin; his light touches made you crave more and more of him. He was a master at this, knowing all the right moves and things to say and do. 

“That’s it, baby, grind on me. Let out all the stress I know you've been holding; you can just let me do all the work, cutie.”

His hand moves up and slithers under your bra, pinching your nipple gently. A lewd moan escapes your lips, and in the back of your mind, you knew this was wrong, but it has been way too long since you gotten some action, and Toji was an asshole, but a fucking hot asshole. 

“Good girl, just let go and let me take control of your sweet little brain, yeah?” 

Toji purrs out sickeningly sweet comments all the while smiling wickedly. He grabs the back of your head and pulls you down for a feverish kiss, coating your tongue out with his own and kissing you like you were two lovers who haven’t seen each other in years. His hand grips your hair, tugging lightly whenever you try to pull away for air. Not letting even an inch of space get between your bodies. 

When his other hand starts to unbutton your pants, that's when your brain kicks itself in the ass and you push yourself off of Toji. A thin trail of spit is left on your bruised lips as you disconnect yourself and stumble off the couch. Your knees shake from the whole encounter, and your heart races in your chest. 

Toji looks unamused but not mad as he looks at you, still laying down on the couch. You catch enough air in your lungs and steady yourself as you speak. “Th-that was not; I didn’t mean to-ugh! We shouldn’t do that again; you shouldn’t do that again!” 

Toji chuckles at you, grabbing and rubbing his bulge openly in front of you as he smirks. “You sure about that, baby? You sure seem like you were having fun.” He pulls down his pants, just enough for his cock to spring out. Hard, leaking, and massive... “I know I was having lots of fun, heh.” 

You tear your eyes away from his cock and shake your head, stomping away from Toji in a huff, as you scream back to him. 

“I’m going to my room, and you better be gone in the morning! Or, I swear, I’ll call the cops on you!”

You stomp all the way to your room and slam the door, locking it behind you as you flop down on your bed. Screaming into your pillow as your emotions well up inside of you. All the events catch up to your body as you start feeling sore all over, your eyes closing shut as you ignore the oncoming tears and the wet spot on your pants. Hoping that when the morning comes, that Toji will leave quietly and you can pretend that this night never happened.

[zoieru]

henlo my babie 🧅💍 :3 i would love to know your thoughtsies on the hunting dogs…… if u have any………… hehe… <33333

my onion-ly wedded wife~ 😌✨

the hunting dogs huhhh yk they are cool! I haven't dug too much into them, as much as I would like, yet

esp like on a character level, deeper than mostly surface. But here are thoughts:

This guy is probably my favourite lol

His demeanour just makes me giggle. (He is also very hot hm i must draw him actually wait a sec-)

Yes I enjoy his funny sword and his dynamic with Jōno. He is very dopey. And the fight with Kenji wahhhhh they're so cute?? Like oh... Okay. Friends. Heh.

He does not know a thing or what is going on and I aspire to live as such shsjsjjs lmao. Nah he's just cute like squish heem? Yes. Sort of 👉🏻👈🏻 wanna...make a mess of him...a little bit.... blink blink

Jōno I think is cool. I liked him much more after the whole room with fukuchi thing. And his ability is kinda funky ☝🏻 dynamic with tetchō >>>

Haven't dug into him as much as I'd like yet tho. Would kiss on cheek. And um. Maybe be between- NO STOP sorry I was possessed. (coco am perioding > <)

^^ very cute. sweet. good storyline with brother.

I am a big supporter of plaster-across-noseTM >///< I would like to give kaveh one and aven one and dazai one and... All of them. I give all us one. You can have one too Coco.

I think a besties to lovers arc would go hard with this dude. Such hurt comfort kinda angsty with bro cute support and kissies mhm.

Teruko and Fukuchi I don't have many thoughts on. She is cool n strong and funny, but eh she doesn't touch me much as a character. The fukuchi and fukuzawa bit was :cccc yeah, that hurt. Especially the end ough boy. Fukuzawa I lov you I sorry you have so much pressure on you

WHAT ABOUT YOU 🫵🏻 wait but, I need your thoughts on like it in general. Who is your favourite character(s)???? Who does Coco bsd edition love ???? I must know immediat

[hacked-by-jake]

I'm currently in my third run and one thing doesn't give me peace. In the conversation between Ash and Charlie. Charlie asks Ash if she told us he could help us. But damn, what does he mean by that? 😟 I always rack my brain when I read this passage.🤔 what is your theory about what Charlie could mean? how could he help us and with what? 😩🧐 I wish you a nice day and look forward to your thoughts! 💜

YOUR THIRD???? HOWWWW??? ARE YOU A WITCH? A WIZARD?? JAKE??

Okay, joke aside. 🤭

Yes!!!! This is bothering me sooooo much as well. Like, do not do this, Everbyte! Don't throw this in front of our feet and run away! We wanted a piece of cake! Not only the crumbs! 😭

I seriously have no idea what this could mean. We know that we don't have contact with the group anymore. And we also know that out case was everywhere on the news. So the question is, what did they say there? What kind of information did they share which made Charlie belive he can help us?

I'm pretty sure it has nothing to do with Jake. Ash told us they never mentioned Jake. But this could also be a lie since I don’t really trust her yet.

I could maybe imagine that the group... Even if I don't know if it makes much sense... But maybe our lovely friends had to join Phil in prison, lol.

Sounds weird and unlikely, somehow, I know. But if we remember all the crimes they did. Breaking in, keeping informations a secret, lying to the police, driving under the influence of alcohol 👀

Oh, and of course hiding a government-wanted hacker. I guess that could be a huge problem. And maybe it's not even the fault of the Duskwood police. We all consider the FBI not really kind. So maybe they don't like it if you hide their main suspect and that's why they had to join Phils little prison party.

I don’t know, this could be one thing.

The other thing, but I don’t know if that could help the others... 🤔

But I mean, we still suspect that Michael Hanson is alive. He just left and started a new life. And maybe this new life happens in a small city called Redlog Pines.

But as I said, I don’t know why this should affect the others in any way.

And it seems not logical enough to me that Charlie means he could just drive to Duskwood to talk to them. That would mean they know we don't have contact to the group anymore. But I don't think that's something they news would report. xD

Wahh, I don’t know. I mean, what if Charlie is a hacker as well? Not as good as Jake. Just someone who learned about it and is able to hack some websites and systems etc.

But somehow... Another hacker? I don’t know.

WAHHHHH, this question is killing me. xD

OK wow wow wow wow wow, I had just remembered something.

Whaaaaat if... Okay that's weird now and it's complicated since it's only a thing male MC experienced at the end of Duskwood. If I remember correctly, it was even you who told me about it.

But anyway.

At the end of Duskwood, Jessy tells make MC that she had a boyfriend but it wasn't a very good relationship.

And I mean, why was that mentioned? Sure it fitted the story but what if there's more behind it..

What if... What if Jessys ex is one of the new guys? And that's why there's a connection with duskwood? 🤔

Could that be? I mean, it sounds unlikely, even to me. But somehow... 🤔

Uhh, I don’t know, I'm guessing a lot.

Of course I was hoping it has something to do with Jake but I don't really think that's how it is. Not everything can be about him and it would rarely have to do with the Duskwood group.

But maybe Charlie has a connection with one of them. Maybe Dan or Thomas? Oh, maybe Thomas? As I remember correctly, Thomas did not grow up in duskwood.

But then again, Charlie's shock when he realises that we're the MC from Duskwood.. I mean, would you still react this way when you know someone who was also part of it?

And also, Ash seems to know as well that Charlie can help us. Otherwise he wouldn't have asked it this way.

Oof, I don’t know. Right now I sadly can't think of anything else but I'm dying to find out what is meant by that. And I hope we don't have to wait that long to find out. :')

Have you any idea for it? I love to read it soo..

And thank you so much for asking, it was very interesting to think about it and I feel honoured I was the one you asked, hehe. Does that sound weird? 😅 Anyway. I hope my thoughts are entertaining or similar.

And of course, I hope you will have a wonderful day. Take care of yourself and stay healthy and safe 💚🫶🏻🥰

[074calicocat]

PEACHES AND SPIT IS SO FUCKING GOOD.

“Have you ever fucked a guy, Leon?” You’re supposed to be sleeping, but instead you’re lying on his chest like an oversized cat, absent-mindedly staring at his screen as he tries to scroll through Facebook. Ever since you’ve introduced the app to him, he’s suddenly developed the nosiness of a bored housewife. why am i in love with pixels

“Please, just lemme do this one thing. We always do what you want to do. I can only pretend to be your daughter so many times before it gets boring.” I LITERALLY AM IN LOVE WITH YOU. please post this fic on ao3 so it can be safely stored in my bookmarks to read all the time. this line is better than shakespeare’s entire library of work. omg omg omg

mention of the matcha latte 🥺 reader is so me!

He looks so scared, it’s adorable. Leon reminds you of a hamster sometimes. real! the cutest sexiest bunniest daddy to ever exist <3 mister leon kennedy

Which reminds you to start dropping hints that he needs to propose to you soon. You can’t keep doing this without a ring, you fear. reader is so me. i love reader omfg

All he does is groan, turning over to his side and curling up. Like a cat or some other domestic animal. Cute. Makes you feel a hint of pride knowing you’re domesticated Leon Kennedy enough to tongue-fuck his ass. 🥰😋😇☺️

okay here are my thoughts: this fic is so fucking good. i love the dynamic between reader and leon, i love your writing, the humor, the details - you’re so talented! i’m excited to binge your other works right now. i love love love this fic sm. thank you for writing and sharing this 🥺🤤🩷

WAHHHHH OH MY GOD 😭😭😭 THANK YOU SO MJUCH FOR THIS I LOVE FEEDBACK ദ്ദി(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧

i do have an ao3 that I'll post the fic on soon, my user is fidgetytheatre. I'm really happy you like this fic, I always worry that my writing falls flat when it comes to expressing how others feel. which is like a huge part of writing but I don't know, I've always struggled with that so im happy this is a little funny.

i do want to say I draw a lot of my inspiration for leon's character from @/rigorwhoring. either from the asks they respond to or from their short posts about him. I mean, I only write this fic because I sent an ask about rimming as kind of a joke but her response really got me thinking and BAM, I wrote this. so lots of credit to them there.

[astraystayyh]

as someone who's seen hyunjin in public before (when skz was in sydney) i think i can say he's the most majestic creature i've ever seen 😭😭 and he's not even short whoever says otherwise be LYING!!!

WAHHHHH U SAW HIM IN PUBLIC HOW LUCKYYYH if i ever see him ill just freeze in place and admire him from afar and then cry when i get home 😭😭😭😭😭 omg i know isn’t he 183 cm.. like thats TALLLL

[crguang]

aughhrhhrrh your Shalom writing was so good I've been re reading it over and over again RARRRRR. your Kafka fics were the one that made me addicted to your writing style and I love how you write and characterised them. now that you're writing Shalom made me kick my feet and giggle.

The slightly distant and unsettling way you portray her, how the act itself is so intimate yet she's so far away AUGHHH thank you so much for the food 🙏🙏 always a treat when you post

wahhhhh thank you for sticking around to read my stupid stuff <333 now that i’ve dipped my toes into the shalom pool i wanna write for her again if only to grasp the core of her character but i have to wait until her rerun first its tortureeee im so obsessed with her unsettling ways especially in contexts free of manipulation, can you imagine youre about to be intimate with someone and she’s just lying there like please… that distance translating into even her “intimate” moments is a little crazy (read: very fun to imagine). im enjoying experimenting with her a lot, yall should know by now that characters who lack certain emotions just attract me

[mochiwrites]

Don't mind me! Feeling soo soo fine about songbird blood au right now. Mhm, why are you looking at me like that??? I'm not lying!

....

Well except... YOUR AU IS SOO FLIPPIN AMAZING YOU AMAZING PINK WONDERFUL PERSON OF A CAT!!! YOUR WRITING AND KNOWING HOW EACH PLOT HAS TO WORK TOGETHER, CHARACTER INTERACTIONS AND CHARACTER PERSONALITIES ARE ON POINT!!!

I LOVE HOW SCAR WAS SHOWN AS A TYPE OF EVIL DUDE BUT HE ACTUALLY HAS A SOFT HEART FOR HIS SON. OR MUMBO SEEING GRUM AND JRUM AS HIS KIDS. OR SKYBLING DUO PROBABLY MORE OF A CHOAS DUO ARE SOO SWEET WITH GRIAN JUST WANTING TO KEEP PEARLIO SAVE AND VICE VERSA.

I LOVE THE SMALL DETAILS FROM THE FLOWER SCAR GAVE GRIAN TO SCOTTS HOUSE BEING HIS LITERAL HOUSE OF NEW LIFE.

Mochi you are one of the most talented people I have ever seen! Creating an amazing au such as this and possibly making many more!

Thank you soo much for sharing your amazing stories(such as songbirds<3)

hi hello, yes, anon??? don’t mind me as I CRY at you waugh????

🥹💕💕💕 wahhhh thankies ;w; songbird definitely has,,, the most work I think I’ve ever put into a fic before? I love the story so much and uwawawawawa getting asks like this is always so nice 🥺 it makes me so happy to see how loved it is

it’s a little insane how much planning has to go into songbird DKFKDKFKK arc two alone was crazy to plot out and string all the details together, and arc three is double that. but I genuinely love it so much. I love the character work I get to do and all the little hints of things I get to drop along the way. it’s always !!! so reassuring when people comment on the characterization and it being good 🥺

to this day I think scar has my favorite character introduction and deconstruction. I adore characters who are introduced as antagonists or made to seem evil but are being puppeteered by someone else. and scar is definitely no exception to that :D I also think he’s just the perfect character too like? he’s introduced and immediately taking control of the narrative, dragging grian into his circus and trying to kill him. you have this image of scar as someone who’s extremely dangerous, he can’t be trusted, he’s bad. and I purposefully keep you out of scar’s head until the moment is right, before his betrayal. but you gets the hints of scar’s softer side, his true self, and his tragic story through grian’s pov. you start to see deeper into him and waugh. I love him so much

mumbo seeing (and his fear of) grum and jrum as his kids is so important to me, especially with his backstory reveal coming (yes, we’re finally getting mumbo’s backstory soon :3c). this man has been through so much, has tried to close his heart off so many times, to stomp out his own kindness but he can’t. he loves those boys so much, even while carrying his guilt for turning them, his guilt for living, and his self imposed punishment. and he’s just so :((( I want to give him a big hug

and then you have grian and pearl who are so silly with each other, will tease and poke fun, but you can see how much they care about one another. it’s so sweet :((( and such a big piece of their relationship and wahhhhh

the little details are !!! my favorite part of songbird I think—because that’s where I hide all of my little easter eggs and references and call backs!!! the poppies and lilacs scar gave to grian will be making a return and scott’s house being the one from new life just felt so correct to me 🥺 and that’s not even getting into all the little bits of foreshadowing I’ve worked into the fics??? I’m sure I have more little details in the au but there’s over 280k words of songbird 😭😭

but ueueueue thank you sm 🥹💕 I always want to make sure that songbird is being written with the love and excitement it deserves—and that I can put all the care I can into the story. I hope it gets across when you read it ;w;

wahhhh thank you so incredibly much for reading what I write 🥺🥺

[haleyheart0197]

Back with your favorite couple

"MMMMPH! MMMMMPH! MMMPH!" Atari’s broken mewls and whimpers fill the room, each one punctuated by the obscene slap of skin against skin and the creaking of the mattress beneath them. Tears stream down her face, mascara running in black rivulets as she's fucked with a desperation bordering on mania, a fevered, crazed lust that steals her breath and sets her nerves alight.

Atari’s pussy clenches and spasms, gripping Klaus’ bullying cock like a vice as it plunges in and out of her, stirring up her juices and sloshing them around. She's never felt so full, so utterly stuffed and stretched and stuffed again, each thrust pushing her closer to the edge of a mind-shattering climax. Atari claws at Klaus back, nails raking down his skin as she holds on for dear life, surfing the waves of sensation crashing over her again and again and again. “My love I thought you could last longer than this what happened.” He teases her as he drives her closer to the edge. A vicious smile planted on his lips as she cums hard, “I ugh- I .” He doesn’t let her catch her breath before he shoves to fingers into her mouth. “Couldn’t quite catch that love what was that.” He mocks her as he pounds into her warm cunt.

She’s close, they both are. They edge so close to the end. “MMMNPH.” She gags on his fingers as she finishes cumming hard. He’s not far behind and with one hard snap of his hips. He stills and buries himself deep inside her as he paints her walls white.

He pulls himself out and says “next time make it a challenge, alright love?” Atari is lying on the ground boneless and pliant. She turns her head, “next time I’ll get you my love.”

He laughs “maybe a round two then.” He grabs her and she giggles as he kisses her cheek and neck. “Wahhhhh wahhh.” They both freeze, and then Atari musters strength to stand “or I could feed our baby.” He chuckles “go on don’t keep my princess waiting.” Atari chucks a pillow at Klaus as she throws on shorts and a tee shirt “then maybe you order us dinner, your royal ass.” I walk away with this in mind. Nothing could ruin this happiness.

[shaunamilfman]

WAHHHHH I LOVED THE FIC !!! so good it brought me out of my break to tell you this. so much better than what i could’ve written 😭❤️❤️

jackie “accidentally” buttdialing shauna like 5 different times after this just to have phone sex again like 🙄 you accidentally hang up one time because everything’s so messy and jackie won’t quit squirming and shauna keeps calling for like 3 minutes until you finally pick up again 😭

bro I'm glad you like it! would've been awkward as hell if you didn't lmaoo. im sure you could've done it justice man

lying around and checking your watch as Jackie spends ten minutes trying to position her phone to see her and also so she can see shauna on a video call. you're bored and not even in the mood by the time she finishes it. "ready, babe?" /"... i guess."

"Y/N get the phoneeeeeeeee" after she knocked it over the top of the couch. Jackie on the verge of tears after you have to stop touching her to go dig for it because she's whining so much for it (didn't think it through I'm afraid)

shauna's ass dialing and redialing till you pick up (she wants attention too).

[tartrazeen]

I know monopolies are bad.

And I know they're prevalent.

And I know there are millions people in circumstances where, if they need something, there is literally only one possible place to get that thing from.

But soooooooooooo many people around me would have such an impact on companies with values they didn't like if they just stopped buying their shit.

"wahhh why is apple taking away headphone jacks" then don't buy their shit

"wahhh starbucks is anti-union" so don't buy their shit

"wahhh nestlé is taking all the water from local reserves" then don't - and i cannot stress this enough - buy their shit

It's not even as complicated as people make it.

"Wahhhh, Big Company owns everything, I can't get away from them" so pick one of their product lines and stop buying that one

"Wahhhhh Amazon is the only way to get shipping on time" for everything? For literally everything? There is nothing on your list that you can't order from the actual company - not a single thing? Not a single thing?

"Wahhhh but the alternatives are too expensive" get the alternatives sometimes, and get the usual shit at other times

"Wahhhh but the alternatives aren't as good"

a) are they not as good, or are they just different from the monopoly's version?

b) do you need it to be that good, or are you telling yourself it's 'just in case' even though you've only run into a situation where that quality made a make-or-break difference once?

c) there is not a SINGLE thing across ANY of the things you get in your life that doesn't have an acceptable alternative? a SINGLE thing? one SINGLE thing?

"Wahhhh every other alternative is just as evil" lmao vote-blue-no-matter-who-amirite. And okay, then reduce your consumption or - consider this - boost up support to make a community-based switch to the Lesser Evil. And then say you're buying from them because [insert value you want them to have] and how it's different from Bigger Evil with [insert value you don't want them to have]

"But Tartra," you say, "both companies have that same value I don't want them to have!"

Yeah, it's called lying. "Omg Coca-Cola, I love how much more sustainable your policy on water use is! It's soooo much better than Nestlé tee-hee, and that's why I buy from you." You know what Coca-Cola hears? "MONEY. I WILL GIVE YOU MONEY TO MAKE WATER CONSERVATION A KEY POINT IN DIRECT COMPETITION TO NESTLE. IT'S WHY I SWITCHED TO GIVE YOU MONEY, SO OTHERS WILL ALSO SWITCH TO GIVE YOU MONEY. WE'RE AN UNTAPPED MARKET GIVING YOU THE FAUCET TO TURN US ON." And then Coca-Cola starts making that part of their identity and shaming Nestle for it, and if they do their jobs right to look like the better alternative, they'll force Nestlé to try to compete on that front too. It's not overnight, and you need a number of people in a specific geographic area (like a town or something) to push for it, but that's how you play competition off of each other.

For people who can't do the direct action of smashing a display à la right-wingers freaking out about a rainbow shirt at Target, but only because you're trying to get shit added, this is the strategy: welcoming and praising and lying about the good shit that one company's doing better in comparison to its competition, until that company starts believing its own hype and positions its brand behind it. And in that way, you stop buying the competition's shit.

[kquil]

AAAAAAAA THE SECOND CHP WAS SO GOOD OMGGGGGGGGGG I LOVED IT SM 🩷🩷🩷

sirius and regulus lying about being scared for hugs is so sneaky and mischievous i love ittttttttt

also im sorry i read it so late !!! i was caught up with some studies for exams but the chapter was perfect <3<3<3 i can't wait for the april update 🌸🫶🏽

WAHHHHH! THANK YOU SO MUCH DARLING!

they're too precious, there's no way we can stay mad at them hehe~ i don't know if sirius is being a good influence on reggie-baby though haha!

oh darling, don't worry about that! you can read my fics any time, they're not going anywhere and neither am i - im just happy you enjoyed the read and look forward to next chapter too (づ>/////<)づ♡ it's a blessing having you darlings be so supportive and encouraging of my writing

also, the best of luck on your exams, lovely! you're going to do so so amazing, you've got this thing in the bag! make sure to take plenty of rest, stay hydrated and eat well since that beautiful brain is working overtime rn ( ˶˘ ³˘(⋆❛ ہ ❛⋆)!♡