#another one in my inbox smh

[tolkienaboutit]

I hate all all bot blogs

Except for the Haiku Bot

Haiku bot can stay

[byanyan]

the way it took me like 6 hours to send 4 more prompts today says a lot tbh

[giveafike]

Hi can you write Elliot euphoria and YN have a camping indoors sleepover that leads to more than just friends. Extra smutty please 🤭

TLDR: Elliot and Y/N planned a "camping trip" during college vacation and well, one thing led to another and...

Word count + info: 2.1k THIS ONE IS LONGGGG! Dialogue (it’s mostly sex talk and them being silly goofy guys). Female college!readerxElliot (no specifications).

Warnings + Content Ahead: NSFW this is 18+ MDNI, 420 mentioned, biting, oral sex, no protection (smh), lotta making out and mouth stuff, thigh riding 🤭 I think that’s it!

Azzie Notes ✚: Chat we are so back! sorry I took so long bro, IRL has been soo fkin messy atm but I just needed to write and get back on here. Why is my inbox ovulating so hard tho 😭  guys lets be demure too (kidding I need dom more than ever before now that Dominic has gone MIA)I hope u enjoy it's been a while! I also mentioned Euphoria like,.. the actual word and geeked out a bit go try n find it and geek out w me

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When It Rains, It Pours - D.F.

“Oh, dude you’ve got to be fuckin' kidding me” He huffs.

There you both were, like two idiots holding hamper baskets with blankets, snacks, rolling papers, and small pillows, staring out the glass door into the backyard as rain poured down heavy, the sound of wind whistling as the drops hit the windowed door hard.

You and Elliot had spent many summers “camping” in his backyard since High School and since college had separated your time together, what better way to reunite than kicking off summer in your hometown by camping? Only this year, you both promised to save up and go somewhere this time, but alas, it was just you, Elliot, his empty house and, the torrential rain outside. You both stood in matching tartan shorts and your graduation grey t-shirts from high school like a bunch of losers.

You sigh as you set down your hamper. “So much for that camping trip, huh?” you smirk, biting a smile down.

He sets his hamper basket down too and rummages through it to find his rolling paper and his little bag of weed. “Can’t believe our fuckin’ luck man” He murmurs angrily as he fumbles his papers up.

You sigh and reach over, grabbing his now crumpled paper, and, plop yourself down on the beanbag by the door before rolling his blunt for him. He sighs and sits on the floor between your legs, placing his chin on your knee before looking up at your face, and tucking some hair behind your ear.

“I missed this- I mean I missed you, ya know? Seeing your Instagram Stories and FaceTiming isn’t the same, you even look different. I really wanted to have something to remind you of me, like old times sake sort of thing, whatever that shit means” he mumbles, before pressing his cheek onto your knee, avoiding eye contact.

Your eyes widen at his confession and you stop in your tracks, your fingers moving away from the paper to his face, bringing his eyes back to look at you. Elliot had a lot messed up but one thing was for sure; he always had your back and was always there whenever you needed him.

You both were messed up together, he was your first kiss accidentally, you accidentally smoked weed together, and you both accidentally spent the night in a jail cell after trying to joyride an old car, only to end up crashing that same car within the span of a few minutes since neither of you could drive. Something about those accidents made your heart flutter and kept you around Elliot closer rather than push you away, even though your parents didn’t exactly take it well. Now, after spending almost 8 months away, you were worried Elliot felt like he was slipping away.

“Elli, you’ll always have me, you know that right? Like, you’ve fucked me up so bad that we have a trauma bond, you can’t expect me to slip away, dude. A-And remember one time it rained like this and we made an indoor fort? How ‘bout we do that then, yeah? We have all the stuff for it, the weed and all.” You smile, hoping to get a small laugh out of him as you hold his head, his eyes boring into yours while your fingers coil around his blonde-tipped hair.

He sighs and closes his eyes softly, before nodding, grunting as he gets up. He looks down at you before you lift your head to meet his gaze. Elliot lowers himself to plant kisses on your forehead with an overwhelming tenderness that sends shivers down your spine. It turns almost possessive as he trails it down to your cheek and peppers it with long kisses. Your breath hitches and you feel like melting under his touch. You had never felt a simple kiss to be so sensual but here you were, shivering with your breath hitching. He brings his mouth to your ear, his breath slow and almost ragged.

“If you left me, Y/N, I don’t know what I’d do...” His breath is ragged against your skin as he nips at your earlobe before abruptly standing upright again. He digs into his pockets as he walks over and attends to unpacking the hampers, acting nonchalant despite the raw passion still coursing through him. Elliot has kissed and touched you before, albeit while high, but something felt so different, so desperate at this moment.

You try to shrug it off as you roll a few more blunts before crawling inside the now-built fort Elliot had made. He sits on his knees as he puts up some string lights and fluffs up some pillows before resting on his elbows and leaning back. You sit in front of him, holding a blunt between your lips. He can’t help but smile as he brings his old lighter up to you, setting it alight and bringing his face close. The first hit in your lungs feels like home as you exhale with a giggle, blowing the smoke directly into his face. His eyes narrow playfully as he leans in, not breaking eye contact. Instead of simply taking the blunt, his lips brush against yours—soft, lingering—before catching the blunt between them. The kiss is brief but electric, the blunt slipping from your mouth to his as his lips hover close, teasing. For a moment, his face stays just inches from yours, the warmth of his breath mingling with the haze of smoke.

It’s like you’re in his pocket and he’s in yours, both of you wrapped around each others’ fingers. Your back is almost pressed to his, your face tilted up to look at his while his hands wrap around your waist, under your shirt and the waistband of your shorts feeling your smooth skin. It must’ve been 20 minutes when you decide to put the blunt to the side on a small tray and reach up to his face, this time parting his mouth for a kiss. It’s lazy and relaxed as you shift your body to straddle his thigh, your tongue slipping in. Elliot moans into the kiss, holding your hip with one hand and gripping your hair tight with the other.

You grind and gyrate on his thigh, your hands pulling at his curls; you knew he went crazy for hair tugs. His lips trail your neck, his tongue and teeth trailing and gnawing as he laps the length from your collarbone to your earlobe. You let out a whimper as you continue to buck against his thigh, desperate for more. You pull away, pressing your forehead to his.

“Elli, please… don’t hold back” you murmur, pleading as you heave.

He doesn’t answer, instead, he nods and takes his hand under your t-shirt to lift it up and over your head in one swift motion before connecting his lips back to yours. You gasp as you feel the cold air hit your naked torso, the sensation fresh with the sound of you making out with rain noises in the background and the smell of marijuana burning away. It all feels so right, so real.

His head dips between the valley of your breasts, suckling while holding eye contact, lazily moving his mouth over your breast, gliding the tip of his tongue in painful slow circles before taking your nipple between your teeth. His eyes look into yours with pure innocence and attentiveness, as you moan and hold his head there, roaming his curls as you continue to rock back and forth on his thigh, desperately trying for some friction for your now soaking core. You roll his t-shirt up and take it off his torso, throwing it to the side.

Elliot holds you and places you down on the pillow and the mess of bedsheets covering the wooden floor. He leans down, planting soft kisses from the nape of your neck to the edge of your waistband. He perks up to look at you with those sweet eyes you can never get enough of.

“You’re stunning, you know that, Y/N? You always have been.” He whispers shyly before tugging at your waistband looking for approval.

You nod and lift your hips up as he pulls your shorts and underwear off in one swift motion, discarding them outside of the fort. Elliot almost groans at the sight of you completely naked, his eyes filled with desire and admiration. He grabs the blunt placed on the tray and takes a long drag. Smoke billows from his lips and drifts towards your glistening center, making you shiver with anticipation. You moan at the sensation, feeling a wave of heat rush through your body. His head dips down while he kisses your inner thighs, licking softly. He kisses your core, right on your bud making you gasp. Elliot gently spreads your lips, taking one long lick up, circling over your bud. Something about how easy and purposeful he was being had made this all the more arousing, loud moans and encouragement rolling out from your lips begging him to keep going.

Elliot eats you out as if it's his sole duty, his purpose in life, and takes his sweet time to savour you, to thrust his tongue in and out of you, to drink you up until it brings your next orgasm, and then do it all over again. His hand thumbs your breast, the other holding your hips down as you continuously buck up for each wave of pleasure he gives you that ripples through your body. Elliot reaches down to free his member as he carries you through yet another orgasm, this time jerking himself off in slow, lazy strokes, dedicating himself to you first.

As you come down from your orgasm, you feel like you’re seeing stars, everything is flowing perfectly and harmoniously for the first time in a long time. You prop yourself up on your elbows as you watch him gently guide himself to your wet core. Elliot rubs his head up and down before thrusting in, watching your face for any sign of discomfort or displeasure. You grab his shoulder with one hand and bite your lip, nodding to ask him to keep going. He pushes in further, bottoming out inside of you entirely. Your tight hole twitches around his member, adjusting to his size as he slowly moves out, before pounding back in.

It doesn’t take much for Elliot to lose control and find himself relentlessly thrusting into you, roughly gripping a hand to your breast as he moves at a furious pace. You let out provocative giggles and purrs, further fueling his intense desire as he thrusts in and out of you. The fort feels humid, the sound of rain and skin slapping filling the room. Your body craves this, needing more and more as every thrust sends a wave of pleasure through your entire body. Elliot's red eyes are locked on yours, his face contorted with pure passion, your name spilling out like a prayer. You wrap your legs around his waist, urging him to go even deeper. His breath hitches as he pounds into you, his hips bucking wildly. The smell of sweat and sex fills the air as he continues to pound, his name echoing from your lips with every thrust.

As you near the edge, you can feel yourself tightening around him, squeezing each time he slams into you. Elliot grabs your hips, holding you tightly as he thrusts faster and harder, his eyes locked on yours. His face is a mix of passion and desperation, knowing you are about to shatter beneath him. And then it happens. You both reach your peaks, sending a jolt of euphoria through the both of you before collapsing, rocking together in one final attempt to ride out your highs. Your nails dig roughly into his shoulder as Elliot bites down on yours, your arms holding him as he lies on top of you before he pulls out and falls to your side. You both breathe out with your mouths dry and skin slick with sweat as you stare up at the bedsheet lined fort ceiling covered in string lights.

Elliot sits up to lazily grab the blunt from the tray, accidentally brushing past one of the fort supports. He pauses for a moment, before exhaling and lying back, taking a drag before handing it to you, smiling.

“You know, for a second there I thought I fuckin’ ruined the momen-” He’s cut off by the fort caving in, entangling you both in sheets. You can’t even be mad at him, he just accidentally crashed his own fort after making your legs shake. God knows how the rest of the night goes, but at least it’s spent with good, old Elli.

[undertalethingems]

honestly I’m just glad that u have a schedule for posting new pages of unexpected guests tbh

like so many fan comics are just posted randomly, which, fair, but you’ve been doing this for yeeears, and not with multiple comics, but just this singular one! idk exactly how long unexpected guests has been going for, but I’ve personally been following for about 5ish years now, and there was already a good chunk of comic I was able to catch up on at the time! the dedication is insane!

and you do this all FOR FREE??? like, that’s crazy?? this is probably one of my favorite pieces of undertale media, and it feels illegal that it’s free smh

so what u miss some uploads or are late sometimes? you literally have a life outside of this comic, and this is probably something that you just do for fun. all of y’all who get impatient, i get it, u like the comic and want to c more, but plz, have some patience 🙏. it’s kinda rude and annoying to pester someone about this kinda thing, even if done with non malicious intentions.

anyway, sorry if i’m overstepping, but i just love ur work, and i felt bad seeing all the people complaining about the late chapter. take all the time u need!

oh yeah, I've mentioned in the past that when i was first planning how to make unexpected guests as a comic, i knew I'd need a posting schedule just for my own sake. I procrastinate a lot, even on things i like doing, and a regular deadline has (usually) helped me stay on top of things, while also giving my readers an 'anchor' so that yeah, they're not left wondering when the next update will be. I'd seen how that affects other comics, and knew i wanted to avoid it if i could. The first page was posted March 2nd, 2017, and somehow, I'm still at it??? I'm surprised too :'D

And yeah, it's all just because i had a story i wanted to share, and had the time and skill to do it in comic form. I really do appreciate when people deign to give me money over it, that's their hard earned cash they're handing over for pictures of silly skeletons. But I'd be doing it anyway because it's more fun sharing pictures of silly skeletons with other people.

And yeah, sometimes I'm busy, or my brain won't cooperate with me for one reason or another, and that means the comic gets put to the wayside a little. I don't think there's a single artist this doesn't happen to. But i really appreciate that for every impatient or entitled person that comes along, there's many more people who are understanding and offer their rebuttals and support. I have waaaay more positive messages like this one hoarded in my inbox than I've ever had negative, haha.

so thank you for the kind words, they genuinely mean a lot to me ^^

[unsaidace]

when eddie points a finger he's an abuser? but what? when buck breaks eddie's ankle that's fine? just say you don't like eddie smh

Nah, nah, nah, we’re not playing this fucking game. Eddie is an abuser because he acts like one. Let me tell you a little fucking story.

My nan died when I was 20. I was with this guy, we’ll call him C. C wasn’t exactly good with emotions, never knew how to control his own. Loved trying to control mine, though. A few days after my nan died, C and I were supposed to go on a date. Naturally, I wasn’t in the mood, so I cancelled. Or, I tried to. C spent an entire fucking hour on the phone bitching about how it was such a hardship for him, about how he’d spent money on this date and how I didn’t care about how much he was looking forward to it, and that he wanted us to go out as planned. You know what we did? We went. I was fucking miserable the entire time. And C spent the entire time complaining that I was miserable. “Why’d you bother coming if you’re just gonna sit there with a face like a slapped arse?”. This was, what, four days after her death? I only showed up because he made me feel bad for trying to cancel, and I went home feeling even worse because he made me feel guilty for “ruining his night with my melodramatic bullshit”. Again, my grandmother had just fucking died.

In the context of 9-1-1, Buck cannot feel a single emotion around Eddie without Eddie making him feel bad for it. Buck can’t even grieve his father figure without Eddie twisting it into “but what about meee? Poor little me, I wasn’t there, I didn’t get to say goodbye!!”, as if it’s Buck’s fault that Eddie packed up and left for Texas. As if it’s Buck’s fault that Bobby is dead. In fact, scratch that, he directly implies that it’s Buck’s fault that Bobby is dead. When Buck says “you think I didn’t do everything I could to save him?”, what does Eddie say? “I don’t know, Buck. I wasn’t there”. How the fuck else is Buck going to take that? His so-called best friend just implied that he’s the reason his father figure is dead. That is textbook emotional abuse. And then he uses a 14 year old child to smooth it over, because he knows Buck will crumble the second he brings Chris into it. Another manipulation tactic; do the harm, follow up with the gift to ease the sting, cycle repeats.

Eddie isn’t an abuser for pointing a finger. Eddie is an abuser for constantly making Buck feel bad for having any kind of emotion that doesn’t benefit him and him alone. Eddie is an abuser for consistently using a fucking child to manipulate the man who’s supposed to his best friend. Eddie is an abuser because he’s a narcissistic asshole who thinks the sun shines out of his own ass. That is why Eddie is an abuser. And you can fuck off out of my inbox, you absolute fucking imbecile.

[kawaiijohn]

Observant Vessel Danny au 😍🥹

A Body that is No Longer His

Rating: T

Content warnings: Danny gets kidnapped and used. Themes of abuse in general. Dehumanization (referring to Danny as an 'it' despite that NOT being his pronouns SMH)

Summary: In which Danny becomes a vessel for the Observants; not of his own free will, but to save his own skin.

This has been sitting in my inbox for like three years, I'm so sorry. I hope you enjoy @modordracena

Read on Ao3 and give me comments?

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“I didn’t even do anything! Not this time!!” 

Danny yells as Clockwork blocks his small form partially– their cape acting as a shield between him and the very angry horde of Observants who had chased him to Long Now from his school.

“You are a dangerous Liminal entity operating without a proper overseer!” One of the eyeballs responds.

“We have allowed your shenanigans to ensue for far too long– you are dangerous!” Another of the eyeballs adds.

“Gentleghosts, please. Come into my foyer and take a seat– surely we can talk this out civilly without needing to yell at a mere ghost child?” Clockwork deflects as chairs appear between them and the Observants. Danny can tell the Ancient is seething internally and barely keeping calm at the moment.

The lead Observant, taller and with a larger amulet around its head, floats forward, vanishing the furniture between it and Clockwork with a wave of its hand. 

“A mere ghost child? Clockwork, you must think us blind! You have defied our orders several times over to take  proper responsibility for this abomination long enough!” 

Clockwork hisses through their teeth and guards Danny more thoroughly, painfully gripping the boy’s arm to shove him deeper under their cape.

“Proper responsibility? Forcing compliance through manipulation is not responsibility! It teaches nothing of what Daniel needs to learn, and only instills obedience through fear, compliance through domination! It is cruel and unusual to put a child through abuse to prevent what may happen some day in the far future–”

The head Observant waves its hand and Clockwork becomes silent– their mouth moving before they fall resigned at attempting to speak. It approaches the duo with a darkened eye.

“We have seen enough potential futures to know that the Liminal child will lead the Realms to ruin– should it not be guided with a firm hand, which you continually refuse to supply. Your hands-off  ‘ teaching ’ strategy is nowhere near enough to prevent such compounding tragedy! Either you can rescind your guardianship by choice, or we can take the Liminal by force to do with it as we see fit.”

Clockwork glowers at the eyeball and looks down at Danny– their face torn by a level of emotion he normally never sees in the ancient. They mouth an apology silently before hugging Danny tightly and relinquishing their hold on him. Danny blinks in confusion before Clockwork prostrates themself before the Observants.

“Clockwork? What are you–”

Suddenly sound returns to the Ancient with a wave of the lead Observant’s hand– gears that had been silenced suddenly coming to life with a soft tik-tok accompanied by the sensation of sand sliding between his fingers.

“Do not End him– please. I beg of you. He is only a boy– Please, I can’t lose someone else , great Observers.” Clockwork begs with more emotion in their voice than Danny has ever thought possible– tears of sand fall from their red eyes as their gloved hands scrape against the floor. “Please–”

“Oh our dearest Clockwork, we know it to be hard to do the right thing when it comes to the things we care for–” The lead Observant floats ominously towards Danny, who tries to futilely back away. “– but sometimes a guardian needs to find something more suitable for their charge, lest permanent damage be done.”

Danny watches in horror as a clawed, green palm closes in on his vision, before everything goes black.

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“So why haven’t you guys like… wasted me yet?” Danny asks from the hanging cage of his cell. His feet dangle through the gaps as he is displayed like a prize songbird in the middle of the Council of Eyes– an apt name for a fuckton of Observants. “It’d probably be easier than arguing for a million years.”

“We are trying to decide which fate will bring the most good to the Realms, which if you were not a C student, you would have likely remembered.” One of the eyeballs– the one with the most nasally voice– responds.

Danny groans. He shouldn’t be suggesting the Observants kill him off, but he always has a darker sense of humor when he’s stressed, sleep deprived, or bored. And currently, he’s all three.

The Council has been holding him in a Liminality absorbing cage for over a week now; keeping him trapped in his human form and bored out of his damn mind. He feels as if he’s watching the most boring episode of ghost C-Spann in the universe. Hey! Who knew ghost politics were just as boring as human ones?

“Why not use it as bait for the most violent offenders of the law?” one Observant suggests.

“And risk losing a bargaining chip on our first try!” another retorts.

“I still say we should toss it to one of the lostlands and rinse our hands of the whole thing!” a third adds.

“And what, risk time locked realms using it for themselves! It would cause utter anarchy!”

Danny scratches idly at his scalp as the eyeballs treat him like a tool or pet more than a person. The dehumanization was grating his last nerve three days ago.

“Why not just let me go? I’ll stop meddling with ghosts and stay in my own town forever!” Danny calls down to the rabble, causing them to start arguing even more when one of the Observants briefly considers it.

He wants to go home– he misses Tucker and Sam. He misses Jazz. Hell, he even misses Mr. Lancer and his book-isms more than he thought was possible.

Danny listens to the council drone on and on for what seems like hours before his eyes grow heavy and he falls asleep curled in the bottom of his cage.

Danny is awoken by the sound and feel of his gilded cage lowering to the center of the courtroom.

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“It has been decided!” The head Observant begins, its voice booming as the other eyeballs grow silent. 

Danny swallows nervously as it begins to approach his cage with a key. “What’s been decided?” 

“Your fate, Liminal child.”

Danny feels palpable dread as the door to his prison is opened and he is grabbed by the wrist to walk to a dias in the middle of the room. “Wait- don’t I get to make a case for myself? A trial?“

“Liminals are abominations by definition–” the lead Observant answers. “You shan’t be afforded the same rights as other ghosts, as your existence itself is a crime against nature. Be glad we are not exterminating you outright.”

Danny wants to retort but the collar it clasps around his throat stings in a way he hasn’t felt since he last passed through a ghost shield in his human form. He hadn’t seen it being carried by another Observant, had no time to respond before he began to feel it working magic into his body painfully.

“Us Observants shan’t ever step foot on the material plane– the ‘ real world ’ as some more… modern ghosts refer. So what a boon it is to be handed a tool of mediation on a silver platter such as yourself, young Phantom.” The lead Observant looms over him, a smug look in its eye as it brings Danny to a kneeling position from where he’d ended up curled on the floor.

“Firstly, you are to obey our every order to the fullest of your ability. No working around the rules like that rebellious Clockwork.”

Danny feels the words wrap around his Core like a vice, choking out a gasp as it begins to hurt. 

“Wait wha-”

“Second, you must act with dignity and class when on duty– no immature gestures or words, no improper use of power or authority.”

“Stop–” Danny whines as the next command morphs into a chain around his Core, more painful than the last.

“Third, you are not to leave our sides unless ordered. We cannot have you wandering about between realms with power as dangerous as yours.”

Danny wracks out a sob as he realizes he may never see his loved ones again.

“Fourth, you are not to use your ghost form unless directly ordered by the council– you have poor control of it and it is a liability when you have displayed proper use of your Liminality in a human shape.”

Danny feels a part of him close off behind a barrier he feels snap into place. He screams out in pain and feels his limbs begin twitching. Ice forms along the ground at his feet and crawls up the prisoner’s robes he’d been dressed in. 

“Please, don’t do this– I can… I can be good, I promise!”

“And fifth– from this day forth you belong to the Council of Eyes, body and spirit.”

Danny hears the last command and feels an immaterial tether, like a leash, form between the cursed collar around his neck, and the gnarled talon of the head Observant. 

He tries to protest, but feels consciousness slipping before the world goes dark.

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“By the power of the Council of Eyes, you are under arrest–” Danny feels his mouth move without his input. “Come quietly or forfeit your right to fair trial.”

The ghosts he’s cornered stare at him incredulously before laughing.

“What sorta game are you working at, twerp? Go back to yer parents n’ play dress up with your little friends instead of meddling in business that ain’t yours before we make ya a ghost like us.”

“Yeah, twerp– ain’t no business the living got meddlin’ with the dead!”

Danny wants to roll his eyes so bad, but the compulsions don’t allow for any sort of ‘immaturity’ while he is on duty. Jackasses. 

The duo of gangster ghosts are currently meddling with a major historical event, trying to prevent a shooting by taking the weapons from the stash hours before the timeline crucial event.

Danny himself thinks it’s fine to prevent this event– what with it being a murder and all. But the eyeballs were insistent that the best timeline requires this JFK guy being assassinated. Isn’t death supposed to be bad? Isn’t this guy a president? Why are these ghosts using unstable time portals to prevent it?

Danny tugs idly at the oversized Observer robes that dwarf his slight form. He’s certain he can’t cut an intimidating figure for any ghost, especially since he’s been forbidden from going ghost in the human realm as to not rouse suspicion.

“Come quietly or forfeit your fair trial– this is your final warning.” The words spill out of his mouth again instead of any witty banter he wishes he could actually say– the orders these eye jerks give him make everything nerve wracking and boring at the same time. 

“Oh yeah? And what do you plan on doing to us, punk–”

“Not like he can do anythin’ with them scrawny arms!”

The duo of ghosts laugh loudly at him and Danny’s eyes begin leaking tears. He was told to End these particular ghosts if they refused to come quietly, despite every ounce of protest he put up on the contrary.

“Please, I don’t want to hurt you two– just come with me and you won’t be Ended–”

One of the two slams an oversized hand into Danny’s temple and sends him reeling into the wall of the room, rattling a stack of books and making dust motes fly in the air. Being hit always hurts worse when in human form– 

Danny raises his hand, summoning a scythe made of gears and crystal. The tears in his eyes begin to turn to frost and crust over his black eyelashes as he summons his ghostly aura. The duo of ghosts look at him with fear, then renewed excitement as they realize they no longer have to hold back against a fully mortal kid. 

Danny sighs and enters a proper battle stance (not the improper ones he’d been using for a year) 

“By the power of the Council of Eyes, you are being detained. Do not resist or suffer immortal injury.”

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“Here’s your time fugitives, Sir.” Danny treats the title like a slur as he slams the prism housing the troublemakers’ cores on the head Observant’s desk.

His boss master appraises his injuries as it vanishes the prism with a wave of its talons. Danny is bruising like a peach already. His back is sore from being slammed into a stack of something hard and angular. His hair is singed from ecto blasts he couldn’t properly dodge with limited mobility. 

His boss master seems to smile with its eye and gives Danny a condescending pat on the head, causing him to hiss when its thumb brushes against the cut on his cheek. Damn Observants trying to punish him for existing every step of the way.

“Oh Phantom, you’ve impressed me– much more cut and dry than your last mission. Maybe you’ll earn a visit from your old guardian if you keep up the work–”

Danny physically perks up at the mere tease of being offered seeing Clockwork again– he has no idea how much time has passed, but seeing someone who treats him, sees him as a person and not a thing, is something he desperately needs before he breaks again.

“Do not get overly excited– you are old enough to temper your enthusiasm, Phantom. Lest we rescind our offer prematurely.” The head Observant chuckles as if it’s a funny joke.

Danny sheepishly bows into himself. “Sorry, sir. I’ll temper myself better…”

The Observant looks at Danny as if to ask him to continue.

“I’d really get to see them if I do a better job?”

The Obersvant pauses, its expression falling into one of tired disappointment. “I do not know if you are ready to see them if you feel the need to ask a pointless question, Phantom. Do not push me like you so enjoy to.”

Danny silences himself and tries to stop the look of disappointment from overtaking his features. His attempt earns another fond chuckle from the Observant. It simply pets Danny on the head once again and coos. 

“Oh, Phantom. I was merely… joking. I simply did not know Liminals could be so… interesting. Not until you came along. Good job, Phantom. You are dismissed.”

Danny takes a quick bow before rushing off to his quarters. His heart races as he rubs tears from his eyes and tries to stifle the sniffles. 

His heart is a traitor.

Danny curls up in his bed, and if he cries himself to sleep that night, there’s nobody around to hear it.

Who would like being praised by their slaver?

A freak like him, that’s who.

[taegimood]

Chubby small chest reader x soobin or huening kai 🤭 (I never see people write about chubby girls with small tits smh)

EEEEEE i have small bewbs too and i feel like most writers always imply bigger ones so i like this ask 🤧 i also answered an ask for chubby reader x soobin here for more in-depth details and there’s a small one with taehyun on my masterlist too if you wanna read those, but small boobs weren’t involved so let’s think on this 👀

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firstly, soobin: as bunnie said in my inbox a few days ago.. if there’s boob there’s soob 🫡 soobin is a simple man.. he sees titties and it’s instant heart eyes (and instant tent in his pants) so when you guys get intimate for the first time, your insecurity is quickly squashed by the fact that he’s looking at you as though you were sent straight from heaven. his eyes are instantly roaming every curve and dip of your body, lips slightly parted, hands reaching out with questioning eyes that ask for permission to touch — when you shyly nod, he’s instantly tracing over every inch of you, softly squeezing your curves, your tits, everything he can get his hands on.

you’d already assumed that soobin was a boob guy, so you feel awkward when you quietly mumble “sorry they’re kinda small..” but soobin’s head is shooting up so fast to look at you, shaking it back and forth profusely as he assures you “no, no, no! baby, you’re.. you’re so beautiful.” he’s almost breathless, and your confidence swells at the nearly fucked out look he already has on his face when you’ve barely even done anything yet. your tits are in his mouth constantly after that (if they’re not too busy being massaged under his huge, warm hands). the sex is so good, so passionate, full of his praises for your body — your supple curves and rolls that drive him crazy, your small tits that ignite his size kink even more when he can completely cover them with his giant hands alone. soob is just so obsessed w you.. can never get enough after this 🤧

kai 🥺 i’ll go more in depth here since i haven’t written him with chubby reader yet <3 this boy would literally worship you. you’re complaining to your weeb boyfriend that you don’t have anime boobs and he’s just like no !!! all boobs can be anime boobs !!! sitting there expectantly as he waits for you to take off your shirt lmao. he looks like an excited puppy as he simultaneously massages your thick thighs with his hands — oh, does he love your thighs. so squishy and soft and perfect for resting his head on (or between, he hopes). when you finally undress yourself he literally GROANS as if this is the best thing he’s ever seen in his life, and he’s convinced that it is as you let him immediately busy his lips all over your body. mumbling “you’re seriously so perfect,” against your chest as you giggle shyly, which quickly turns into a small moan as he gropes your tits into his big hands, sucking and nibbling at your nipples. like soobin, you can tell that he’s enamored with the size difference. his eyes are fixated as he murmurs — nearly whimpers — “so cute,” before lifting his gaze to yours. “you’re just so cute, babe. so pretty.” you can tell there’s another kind of eagerness behind his words, confirmed as he whispers with red dusting his cheeks,,, “please sit on my face.” the shiver that runs straight through your body and down to your core is obvious, as is the warmth flooding your cheeks as you shake your head vigorously. “hyuka, i- you can’t, i’ll crush you.” your voice quiets at the last part as you avoid his eyes but he’s SO quick to pepper you in assurances, begging for it, promising to make you feel so good — and you’re so glad that you finally agreed. we all know that i’m a top member of the kai face sitting club, and when i tell you he’d absolutely ravish you, i mean it. he’d be SOOOO turned on by your thick thighs caging in his head, alternating between squeezing them and squeezing your ass, one hand traveling up to caress your squishy tummy before groping at your little tits, moaning into your cunt as he encourages you to put your full weight on him and ride his face <3 his cock is straining hard against his sweatpants to the point where he’s whining, bucking his hips into the air, squeezing at your thighs and your hip dips, the feeling of your curves squishing between his hand nearly enough to make him cum in his pants as he massages your cute tits one after the other. the way he fucks you in missionary mating press after that — making sure he has full access to your boobs — has your tongue lolling and your legs shaking. kai is so down bad for you 🤧

[moonteaa]

I have held out as long as I could. What Teba thoughts are currently swirling around?

OH MY GOODNESS! Finally got around to checking my silly inbox! My apologies!! I presume we’d like some more Dad Teba headcanons perhaps? hehe let me see here..

1. Teba gifted both Link and Zelda a hand crafted Rito headdress! Each headdress has each of their feathers (Teba, Tulin, and Saki) and next to the feathers (for Zelda) is a silent princess and (for Link) a blue nightshade to represent their place in their little Rito family! Hehe

2. Teba Knows Zelda’s favorite treat is fruit cake, always knows to bring her some when they see one another.

3. If any one in the group for some reason can’t sleep, or are struggling with nightmares and such, Teba is willing to stay up and whether they want to talk or just sit and be with each other’s company, then he’ll do just that.

4. I feel like Teba has very keen eyes for details and keeps in mind what everyone enjoys, dislikes, and needs.

5. Everyone likes to cuddle up against Teba, especially if they’re traveling in colder regions!

6. Teba is both impressed and bewildered when he sees Link eating rocks for the first time. There are many things about Link that impresses Teba, and eating rocks? Definitely up there.

7. Teba deeply respects Link, Zelda, and the sages but finds it difficult in his heart to accept the fact that kids are the ones holding the entire kingdom on their shoulders. It’s both admirable but heartbreaking.

8. Was so proud of Tulin when he became a sage but so worried. (Even if we don’t see it, I can imagine Teba feeling overcome with emotion when he gifts Tulin the Great Eagle Bow. His boy is growing up aksjs)

9. Zelda once gave him a silent princess flower and he safely keeps it wrapped around the belt of his armor.

10. Basically anything the others give him, it can be a tiny little trinket or something that held memories, Teba keeps it safe and at his home (or the flight range)

11. I like to think Teba has pictures around of both his family and his found family heh

12. Zelda likes taking the most silliest pictures of him with the Shiekah Slate/Purah pad

13. I think..when Teba sleeps he sometimes lets out little chirps ;-;

14. Teba really wants both Link and Zelda to rest.

(Often finds Zelda sleeping after working all night and tucks her into bed. Smh. She’s also fallen asleep on Teba many times.)

15. Teba struggled to get Zelda to open up about what was going on in her mind, eventually, they had a deep heart to heart and she opened up about her fears, traumas, and heavy burdens and weight she must carry alone and many tears were shed but with tears comes big and warm feathery hugs. He understands that she went through pain that no one her age should go through.

16. In fact..I imagine he’s had a heart to heart with all of his companions, he’s a very good listener and a friend and father figure to all.

17. Would not hesitate to die protecting the ones he cares for

18. Teba I believe is a Rito warrior who fights not just out of duty but out of love. Love for his home, his family, (blood related or not) friends. Overall, I think Teba is a warrior with a very golden heart which is why he was chosen to be Elder.

19. When he’s Elder however, he misses his companions, or as he likes to call them, his “kiddos”

20. Gets really happy when Link and Zelda visit (they visit their little Rito family very often.) Link and Zelda have their own little hammock for when they visit and stay the night!

21. Sometimes when Link and Tulin are off playing and being the best brothers, Zelda likes to sit with Teba and just talk.

22. Teba likely felt frustrated not being able to help search for Link and Zelda when they went missing after the upheval

23. Relief + Concern was felt when Link came back safely but ..WITH A NEW ARM??

24. Very happy to know link was safe but I can imagine not all was well knowing Zelda was still missing. The family wasn’t complete, you know? Agh!

25. When the Light Dragon (Zelda) flies by the regions of her companions (Sidon, Teba, Tulin, Riju, Yunobo) they all can feel Zelda’s presence but don’t understand why (yet)

25. Teba wouldn’t have fallen for Puppet Zelda, I think he would have been able to easily see through the disguise. That’s a dad’s intuition!

26. Yeah, Teba finding out about Zelda’s fate and becoming the light Dragon? He wasn’t okay. Not at all. Silent tears were shed. It was the closest experience to Teba “losing” a child and he never really recovered from that.

27. Teba once promised Zelda he would take her flying.

28. He did. When he flew beside the Light dragon and when he did he says with a bitter chuckle,

“This wasn’t exactly what I was hoping for.”

IM SORRY.

29. Trust me, they had a very happy family reunion. Had a difficult time letting either Link, Zelda and Tulin out of his sight and became slightly anxious.

30. Cannot comprehend what Zelda went through and the sacrifice she made. Deeply admires her but his heart aches for her too.

31. (HAPPY ZELINK ONE I SWEAR) Teba is the one to walk Zelda down the aisle when she marries Link. 🤍

Hope you enjoyed these!! Ah! If you ever want more well..I’m always here! I love found family so much! Hehe 😭

[bcacstuff]

Have you heard anything about Sassenach not being able to do business in UK? Don't think that's correct.

It seems, there's an Anon leaving messages in my inbox which, I just found out, are quotes from another blogger. I actually don't like that as I think the blogger herself is responsible for what she posts. But I make this exception, as this is a weird one

I wont post the whole quotes here, but the statement was more or less that Ashley is an employee at SS and she and SH's team can not operate in the UK, because the company is registered in the UK

Of course, as you already thought that is not correct. How could they've done the popup store at the Kimpton in Edinburgh? There were even 4 employees (yes 4; 3 women, 1 guy) there all day, and boss Alex hanging around as well. Was that all just pro bono? Did they get a bottle of SS at the end? smh... of course not.

Even more, do you think OL would ever have been created in the UK if this statement was true? I mean Starz is a US company, right? So is Sony, RDM & Maril working for the US company Tall ship Productions, Lionsgate is a Canadian Entertainment Corporation. I could go on about the crew, set builders they hired (JGS anyone), The members from the Canadian First Nation, Cesar Domboy, a French Actor working for a US company in Scotland..... 😂

Anyway, as you thought BS. It requires a work permit for the employee, or the correct visa.

We can also ask Google and Deloitte will provide a 21 page document, which you can read here when you're interested. The short answer however is:

Can an overseas company operate in the UK? You only need to register an overseas company when it has some degree of physical presence in the UK, such as a place of business or branch, where it carries on business. You must file the documents to register a UK establishment with us within one month of the opening of the UK establishment.

Well I think that's an answer to your question.

(and btw. they did register LATHA ÙR LTD in January 2023 in the UK and end of October this year the unaudited Financial Statements were filed. They show £2 as current assents)

[gayboygaming]

mraomao :3

Another one of them Gays in my inbox smh. People are gay for me today i guess

[akaakeis]

hi hi sav <33333 i miss invading your inbox <///3 HOW WAS YOUR DAY !! tell me all about it if you’d like :3 i had another one of my friends ask me about my lock screen and i was like YOU DONT GET IT !! its me and twin you don’t get it(i got the chance to yap about you and about how lovely you are !!) i hope you’ve eaten and taken care of yourself !!! have the bestest night ever beautiful ILY ILY ILY !!

sae my love!!! <33333 AWHHH I WAS MISSING YOUR ASKS!! MY DAY WAS ALRIGHT!! pretty boring if i do say so myself... my irl was being irritating for some reason like kinda distant?? telling me to do things too?? and we have weights tgt btw SHE WAS COMPLETELY IGNORING ME WHEN SHE WAS SUPPOSED TO SPOT smh... besides that nothing really happened though!! my parents went to parent teacher conferences and they called me to say they were proud bc all my teachers really liked me <3 i skipped speech and debate in favor of locking in on an english narrative i fear.... STOPP MY FRIEND ASKED ME ABOUT MINE TODAY TOO AND I WAS LIKE "u wouldn't understand the lore" HAHAHHSJ and then i proceeded to go on a rant about how sweet you are!! like thats gang u just dont get it...(oh okay so im crying!) thank you sae!! i have <3 i hope you have as well <3 DO NOT STAY UP UNTIL 3 WORKING ON YOUR LAB REPORT!! ITS GETTING LATE!!! GET ENOUGH REST!!!! thank you pretty have an amazing night <33 ILYT!!!!

[ivomartins]

(HS anon, yes me, again. Thought you've seen the last of me)

Allow me to ramble about Plague for a bit. Because the author did her dirty from the beginning. I hated that she was not taken seriously. Oh, she's drunk and gushing over Malbonte. Because of course she is, Malbonte is just so. Cool 🙄.

Plague. Deserved. Better. 👏 She was that bitch who deserved to be a LI. In fact, she deserved it more than Astaroth or whatever his boring ass is called.

I was more than ready to welcome her with open arms and accept her as the fucked up queen she is. But let's be real, imagine if Plague was a LI and people had to accept her as she is. No redemption arc, just bad bitch doing bad shit, throwing sick parties and enjoying it. Bitches can't accept Amen is a sadistic fuck very sexy of him in this house we stan fucked up individuals no justification whatsoever. Imagine if they had to do the same with her when she's a woman. Hell, Austie gets destroyed by fans every time she apears and this sexy mama hasn't done anything besides breathing. Like what did she do, besides the fact that she stood 5 seconds next to Lucifer and Malbonte.

...

Oooooh.

This past update taught me that RC fans aren't ready for a sexy diabolical queen like Plague to be a LI. They don't deserve a bad mommy I do though. In fact, they don't deserve any bad motherfucker as a LI, when they still go pikachu mode when the evil LI does the evil thing. Shocking. I know.

my inbox is your abode anon feel free to talk my ear off always i'm living for your rants (and your taste) 💗

plague deserved so much better you're 👏🏼 goddamn 👏🏼 right 👏🏼 like she had the most potential for depth out of all the horsemen and it was completely wasted when the author chose to just depict her as an angry little girl making the entire world pay for her temper tantrum like. not even her connection with kira was explored or given any attention and in the end she died clearly because alice just didn't know what to do w her anymore smh

i never thought of the idea of her being a LI but you're so right that would have been really good i mean. vicky is out here running into the arms of lucifer/malbonte after they've spent the vast majority of the story emotionally abusing her so the same could have been done with plague ESPECIALLY because she and vicky have the mommy issues in common and they share the same temper and childish antics like pls... it would have worked and worked great especially because it would have balanced the fucked up ratio of LIs a bit by adding another woman besides mimi but this story is just too cookie cutter. i actually like to think that plenty of fans would have enjoyed romancing plague because we only get interesting femme LIs like every once in a blue moon 🙃 but i see your point for sure

don't get me started on the outrage against amen like HDKSHDKE it was so funny to me because ??? wow i guess evthys isn't the only one who needed to see it w her own eyes to know who she's dealing with HDKSJDK that was such a meta moment lol like evthys has spent an entire season and a half being terrified of this guy despite how much she's into him of fucking course there's a reason for that and he's actually as terrible as we all thought

i don't think it takes away at all from the kindness and consideration he's shown towards evthys and his genuine feelings for her because two things can be true at once and no character is ever just this or that. i still have gripes with the writing for him (a rant for another day) but i agree that the outrage was so unwarranted

[tiredtriedfailures]

oh yk if you have another ask like that sitting in your inbox maybe i did remember to send it before lol. whatever either way i appreciate your choices because goddamn i can’t breathe after looking at that post. i swear if he was taller (personally i think his height makes him more attractive but that’s just me i guess) he would be all over peoples lists of most attractive men he is GORGEOUS. i’ve got another question if you feel like thinking about it: what are your favorite voices and weird little noises he makes in his songs? i love the vocal choices he makes it adds so much texture to his music (plus i think it’s cute but um anyway)

hed def be more popular if he was tall hes already buff and pretty but such is the life of a short king smh. im glad you enjoyed the pics lol we need kenny beauty appreciation!!! more!!!! MORE! and the voices. god the voicess. they get me so bad bro i dont know if i should make this list (lying) (wants to make it)

alright so i was legit taken aback by his voice in Kings Dead because effects and filters and whatnot aside his voice sounds like BROKEN GLASS. its so crazy interesting to me how does he do that. hes giving me synesthesia like what.

he sometimes increases his accent and it feels like gravity tripled in force. when he hits that put the wrong label on me flow in not like us i scrunch into a little ball like crunched paper.

OH OH ok so in his older songs kendrick mostly raps in that nasally voice or just normal but when you watch interviews he SPEAKS in this voice i can only describe as a chainsmoking air conditioner, its both deep and cold (?) and the examples in songs would be backstreet freestyle or fuckin problems verse. love that voice. i imagine he was pushing his voice into that because its not like that anymore but damn its got such dimension, coming straight from his chest.

OH H OH FUCKK one of my favorites is also The Recipe voice, kendrick hits that one aggressive flow and SOUNDS like his voice is trying to beat the shit out of you. ladies its not my fault that its 80 degrees and my top peeled off. damn he sounds so hot in that yeeesh.

of course i gotta mention his car engine RRRRRRRRRRRR in the live baby keem family ties god it goes so hard. just straight up growling ok ok ok ok

god im going thru my playlist and theres no way this list ends. his voice is so strong in alright. what you want you? nothing king keep going

that mr get off snippet both has him panting and the breathy GYAH GYAH man im done im losing it

[teddybeartoji]

i have a questionnnnn

do you like video games?

and do you know baldur's gate 3 and final fantasy 7?

i got into those during my last vacations and idk why it never occurred to me to ask you even tho i am obsessed with astarion and sephiroth (it's always the white haired guys my taste is so predictable) and cloud but that's another thing

the characterization in both of those games is soooo good especially if you watch almost everything ff7 related like i did (takes a while though)

anyways i felt you could do them justice if you were to write about them, especially astarion. ngl i was very disappointed when i went on socials, as usual, to consume content about the media i just watched and i was very shocked in a bad way

not by the quality, there's just tons of thirst edits for example and while i agree his character is pretty and everything, it kinda hurt cuz it just went against his WHOLE character arc ... i was very disappointed with the fandom haha

same with sephiroth, though i didnt resent as much cuz his story isn't about the fact of being sexualized against his will

UGH I LOVE BOTH OF THEM SO MUCH. SORRY FOR THE RAMBLING -

anyways yeah i love media in general, series/movies/games you name it as long as there's a story or just one character that i rlly like i'll love it

so i was wondering what games you liked... or media in general at this point, except the movies you posted about

also no pressure but is there a system with asks? are they removed from your inbox if you answer them? are they automatically deleted after some time? just to know cuz i haven't gotten an answer to mine and i'm scared i might've said something bad! esp since i read badly your rules and didn't see a negation and maybe said smth about looking forward to a next part :') smh

HELLOO NONNIEE:3333 I LOVE VIDEO GAMESS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! but i have only heard abt baldur's gate and final fantasy sadly!!!! i have nothing against them they just don't necessarily seem my type of games.. BALDUR'S GATE CHARACTER CREATION SEEMS SO FUCKING FUN THOUGH OMFGGG

and i've definitely seen and heard a lot of astarion!!!!!!!!!! i've also seen some stuff abt him being really overly sexualized right????? his character seems so cool i would love to get to know him better wahh i really do wanna try baldur's gate one day!!!!!!! and unfortunately i only know sephiroth by name too:((( i'm sorry to disappoint u nonnie baby:(((

AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH VIDEO GAMES I LIKEEEE!!!!! my all time favourite is definitely the last of us part 2!!!!!!!!!!!! i am on my like... sixth playthrough on that lmao i'm doing it on grounded so yk wish me luck!!!!! anywayy i ofc like the first one too but man.. the second one hits harder for me tbh. then i really fucking love ghost of tsushima, i'm actually replaying it rn too hehe.

honorable mentions go to rdr2, until dawn, the newest dead space remake, god of war, disco elysium, the resident evil games, assassin's creed (i know a lot of ppl don't like these all that much but idk i think they're really fun!! esp black flag and odyssey)(ok i am biased bc these were like my first games ever lmao), days gone (this is another that most think is rather lame but again.. i think it's really fucking fun i have nothing against it) aaaand death stranding!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! aaahh so many games damn i might've forgotten some but these are some that i really love!!!!!!!!!!!! i have played almost all of them multiple times too lmao that's crazy

for overall media i'd just give a lil shoutout to the 'mindhunter' series on netflix!!!!!!!!!!!!! i absolutely fucking looove that show!!!!!!!! i've seen that multiple times too i love the characters and just the way it's done overall!!!!!!!!! also 'manic' i think that's a netflix one too.. that's a really short one but idk it changed me okay i think it's fucking great

OMGG AND WAAAHHH TRUST THAT I STILL HAVE YOUR ASK!!! I AM JUST REALLY SLOW WITH ANSWERING THEM SO I AM VERY SORRY ABT THAT!!!!!!! and you definitely haven't crossed any lines either, so it's one hundred percent on me!!!!!!!!! the thing is that i get a bit overwhelmed when i have to answer things which sounds ridiculous bc I LOOOOVEEEE TALKING TO YOU GUYSSS my brain just sucks okay i'm sorry

[otomiyaa]

Questions & Answers

Hi hi, finally some time to write this! Due to recent events I've been getting some questions from various people and I also have some questions for you guys so I'll try to do this in 1 post 😸

My answers:

Are you really not planning to write fics anymore?

That's the plan *nodnod*, but you know me. There's always a 'but' and a clown mask ready in my storage to put on if I happen to go against my own words. But the intention is to stop posting fics here, I'm too tired of it now lol. I might post a fic or two on AO3 once in a while, maybe write a collab with Mia if I feel like it. It's just... how do I say it.. my motivation to write more fics basically got washed down the drain together with blog #1. Let us see for how long that motivation swims in the sewers...

Can you reupload [fic name]?

If it's on my AO3, I won't. If it's not, hmm.... I probably also won't. But! It depends on the fic. Always feel free to ask, but please don't get angry when I say no! ^^ For now I have an exception: commissions. More about this down below in my question to you guys.

Why won't you try to get your old blog back?

It would require filing an objection against the copyright claims against me with all the legal risks, submitting my personal info from home address to name, and consenting to USA legal law stuffs bluhblahblah... :") For me too much of a hassle. I don't think my blog is worth it. Even if I don't know the exact details, I'm sure they're not wrong. Whether it's fair or not, most fandom stuff has copyright issues in the end, so I can't protest against the claims with 100% certainty it won't get me in real trouble. More info about this soon in another post!

My questions:

👇 only for those interested, feel free to comment, send ask or DM if you have can help :)

Do you have reblogs of my old posts?

To everyone who has some posts left on their blog that were mine, whether it's a headcanon, fic (still accessible one, so not a broken 'keep reading'- link), manga or anime scene, ask game, gif set or translation, if it's not too much trouble could you maybe comment on that post and @ me? Or... send me a link or smth in DM? Doesn't need to be every single trivial post. Maybe just the ones you liked most, or something... idk. I just might want to re-share a couple of posts here and it's so hard finding reblogs of my anonface-blog through search functions and stuff. Any help will be greatly appreciated!

P.S. I also found a lot of old posts, or posts that I liked (such as tickle art etc.) in the archives of @ticklygiggles, @ticklishdreams, @infrequent-creator - I hope you guys won't mind me making use of this (also thank you for the awesome support through the years afihs;ogojjoihgjn)!

Did you have a commission that was on my blog and do you prefer if this is reposted or not?

Some people 'bought' fics back when I had a shady kofi shop running and those fics were posted both on my AO3 and Tumblr (+ were sent in PDF format if requested). No matter how much you paid for the fic, part of the deal was that it would be posted on Tumblr so if by any chance you lost a commissioned fic and wish for me to repost this here on the new blog, please let me know...:3

Anything else? 👀

Well... With the loss of my account there were more things that went lost than just my fics, such as asks that were still in my inbox, DMs, personal stories and more. I did not back up anything and have zero overview and my memory is shit. If I am forgetting something, if you once sent me something and it's now gone (and you still have it), or if there's anything else I am missing smh, please let me know.

However please note that I am not planning to turn this blog into a copy of my previous one. If you submitted a fic to my old blog, I won't repost it here sadly (I hope you saved it). But if you posted an irl tickle story (I'll still accept these), a headcanon for your fav character or pairing or something else, I'll gladly accept it even if it's a copy of what you once sent to my old blog! With that said, I'll go back to finishing that second-to-last tickletober fic of mine... after I eat dinner. muhahah.

[girlbrainless]

Hello!

My name is Amanda, I'm 25 and I live in New York. Gay as hell.

My other tumblr accounts were censored and then deactivated for talking about the g3n0cid3 happening in p4l3stin3 again. I was @gothhgay and @derry-dyke. Then I was deleted and came back on @derrydyyke (I also had an nsft account that was deleted and I made another but if you want the @ for that one u better be takin me out to dinner first smh) and now I'm here.

If we were mutuals in a past life say hi <3

This blog is NOT a place for: zi0nism, terfs, transphobia, homophobia, racism, sexism, ableism, antisemitism, islamophobia, xenophobia, classism, sizeism, colorism or any other form of bigotry. don't bring that shit here, you will be blocked. this applies to if I see you supporting a known bigot (I'm looking at you ST fandom)

My inbox is open. I have like. no friends lol (which is why I have three tumblr blogs) so ya'll can message me if you want as long as you are 21+ and you must have your age in your bio or in a pinned post. People who are younger than that, you can follow me and rb my stuff, I don't see myself posting anything super spicy to this blog, I just don't want to be friends.

Anyways, Now I'm here and I'm gonna try not to get banned again. Stick around for shitposting, gay people and mental illness. My interests and such are all tagged below. I made a separate blog for my writing/my It obsession in general, it's called @derrydyyke so if you also had to talk to a therapist about the ending they gave Richie Tozier, you can hit me up there. Enjoy my brainrot.