#//I'm in a very specific mood.

[unboundtravels]

Who wants him?

Like this post and he'll invade your inbox. It'll either be memes or inbox starters. The gods will decide. 

[sketchy-scribs-n-doods]

i'm a little sad at how sparse steddyhands and stizzy art and writing is on here now after the finale (thankfully, i am still digging through the couple thousand fics up on ao3 so i'm not totally bereft)

because during the airing of the season there was new stuff in the tags every day, sometimes even every few hours, but i think the finale really punched all of us in the face

there's lots of good stuff from before s2 to go digging through of course, and ao3 and twitter still have some new art and fic and memes if you go looking for it, but the difference from before and now seems a bit stark

don't misunderstand me, this isn't me being defeatist, just being a bit melancholy (and mad at the s2 finale tbh lol) about it. shout out to the regulars i see in the tags still making stuff and posting jokes, ya'll are doing the most and i wish you all the passion and motivation and time to create in the world <3

[averlym]

4 on the angst list with Araleyn please I need them to suffer

4 : "but it's my fault, right?" (prompt list here)

[aro-culture-is]

aro culture is not understanding why people get so upset about celebrities and influencers' sham/PR marriage. Sure, some of those influencers are awful people. But when people talk about them using marriage to get attention as if that's the worst thing in the world, as if that somehow tarnish the sanctity of marriage, I just don't understand. You're just signing a piece of paper; calm down.

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[thehumancentickler]

In the mood to tickle some important guy in a suit while they're working... Just, being an absolute menace and a little shit to him. Like...

Gently kneading his sides while he's on the phone, watching him struggle to hold his laughter in...

Maybe even throwing in some neck nibbles as well, just to see him suffer even more as he stammers and snorts in his hands...

Hiding under his desk during an important board meeting and sliding my arm inside his pants from below to scratch behind his knees and around his calves...

Or give in to the evil thoughts and just grab his ankle, get rid of his shoe and drag my nails all over his sole, enjoying the way he's squirming to keep his composure...

Trapping him on his chair by sitting on his thighs, so that my legs are interlocked with the armrests and start assaulting him with unrelentless tickles. And as he futilely tries to escape, I will taunt him to keep it down or the whole office will hear him and his very undignified cackling...

Reminding him to take breaks by sneaking up on him from behind, deviously finding my way inside his jacket to tweak his ribs, fingers skittering and spidering all over him until his voice cracks and begs me to stop...

Joining him in a company retreat and just jump into tickle fights over anything and at any given moment whenever we're alone...

And last but not least: tickling as stress relief! Sweet, tender brushing over his melts spots to make him relax and release the tension after a long day, turning into putty in my hands as he soaks in my affection OUGHHH...

[hoardlikegoldenirises]

something a little silly

(he's not actually angry at the "drugs" thing, just busy trying not to die)

oh i almost forgot

transcript of my bad handwriting:

Page 1 Panel 1: 2013, 1:38 pm (sfx: DING DING DING)

Panel 2: 9th period, 1:40 pm

Peter's internal thought bubble: "Oh shit my meds"

Panel 3:

Student 1: Hi, Mr. Parker!

Peter: mm-hm

Panel 4:

Student 1: Mr. Parker? Hello?

(Student 2: Huh?)

Panel 5:

Peter: Hm?

Student 1: What are those, tic tacs?

Student 2: No, he's doing drugs!!! (In class!)

Text pointing to Peter's hand holding his pills says "PTSD medication"

Peter: HKFGH (choking noise)

Page 2:

Panel 1:

Student 1: Are you okay?!

(Student 2: oh fuck)

Peter: COUGH COUGH

Panel 2:

(sfx: WHEEZE)

Peter: It's not DRUGS!

Panel 3, Peter cont.: Well, I mean, it is drugs, but it's prescription—it's medication. OK?

[rawliverandgoronspice]

nothing is funnier than seeing huge masses of gamers having One Major Complain about a game that's about to come out and repeat it over and over as THE deal-breaking thing, meanwhile you (gamedev) are like "buddy that's not even in the top 3 of things that are wrong with this game you're all gonna forget it was even a thing that bothered you by the time you actually have the controller in your hands"

[alwaysmanages]

Every time I see folks get openly heated about the way other people are enjoying their favorite media differently than they are--whether the other is indulging in the most common headcanons, or they favor an unpopular ship, or they analyze characters in a way that differs from their analysis, etc.--I get so weary over the unnecessary hostility behind something that's ultimately so trivial as just enjoying the media the way you want to enjoy it. Just let folks like the thing and go be catty in your own corner with your own friends and let the other person try to find comfort in their own little corner in the community without you trying to publicly shame them.

[deva-arts]

☆ Nathaniel Wilson ☆

I Really Like Nathaniel because the guy embodies Hope and Positivity without forcing it down the gullets of everyone around him.

He looks like he'd be a pleasant individual to actually be around at 7 am. Even before his coffee. [ Sera should be too, she doesn't seem like an unbearable person to be around in La Matinée ( the Morning ) . But still, she is alot grumpier than her other half. ]

With that said. Insert Happy music here. Nujabes or Smth.

Submitted by @mettamorphoses!

Love the way you drew Nate here! such a clean style and serious face :> He's my favorite little quadfocal guy... friendly, polite, and a good conversationalist! You're absolutely right, he's one of the easiest people to get along with. It's almost like he knows exactly what to say to people.

Sera isn't grumpy so much as she is disinterested and dismissive. She heads to work without bothering to make small talk besides a basic "Hello." if she passes you by. Not the worst outcome, really, if silence doesn't bother you.

[ivereadthemanual]

Me, reading a slow-burn fic, when there is as much as hand holding within the first 20k words: Who put the smut in my pining?!

Also me, reading a smut-fic, when they are not four knuckles deep in each other after the first 2 sentences: Who put the plot in my porn smut?!

[icewindandboringhorror]

little lord cottonball gazing down from his ominous perch

[averlym]

Can we get some angst/fluff of Aragon comforting Boleyn?

"hey, it's okay- we're alright now"

[artheresy]

List of fics I have planned and need to actually write bc I want to but have no motivation:

- The Yingxing lifespan fic, which is so heavily planned. I have multiple characterization guidelines for myself, multiple events I want to happen in the fic all planned out, the amount of tabs I have for it is a lil embarrassing since I need to just sit down and finally write it. Like the way this has been simmering in my brain... I just hope it'll actually be enjoyable for y'all when I start posting it

- Fic surrounding that oc planet idea I had with the stellaron that has caused a disease to spread that is similar to Hanahaki except guess what, it has more causes, more aggravators, and you don't solely just cough up petals, the petals come from how it makes planets grow all within you until it turns you into a planet from the inside out. So yeah hanahaki esc elements in its ties to emotions and love + slow and painful transflormation? (I have so many thoughts and ocs for this already I can't even. Like I need to find time to ramble about this)

- To go with the Yingxing lifespan fic, a shorter fic, probably a oneshot, covering his time right after the Borisin attacked to a little before Huaiyan finds him :) very.. very painful just as a warning

- A fic version taking all of the ideas I have from my "How I Would Write Jingliu's Companion Quest" draft (that I need to finally finish and pos) and actually y'know writing it all out

- Literally any kind of fic where I can just project all of my chronic pain struggles onto Blade because I still haven’t been able to meet with a rheumatologist yet

- I cope with all the angst I have taking up most of my brain, some kind of fluffy Blade fic

- It takes up a very small corner of my brain but I do want to write some kind if Guinaifen fic, perhaps surrounding her as a child or maybe another transition through life. Maybe if I feel like being upbeat with my plots, it'll end up being a Gui + Sushang fic. We'll see

I need to just like sit down and actually write these, because oh my god the way it's eating at my brain

[theminecraftbee]

67! :D

67: "Hayloft II" by Mother Mother

She's not a bad kid She's not a bad kid But she had to do it She had to do it They're not a bad kid But they had to do it They couldn't, no They had to face off

"Pearl," Cleo says, quietly.

"Cleo," Pearl says, nodding, and she props herself up next to where Cleo is sitting at the base of the tree in the nether hub. Most of both the revolution and the royals have slowly been filtering out from there for the past hour, chattering about kings and revolutions and missing diamonds and what's going to happen next. Also, for some reason, Grumbot, which Pearl doesn't entirely get, but either Grian or Impulse are gonna explain it to her at some point.

For now, though.

"You're looking awfully red," Pearl says after a moment.

"Am I? Personally, I liked the eyes. Felt like I should match theme with Ren, you know?"

Pearl snorts. "And Bdubs?"

"I think you all just managed to knock out his teeth, not that he was dressing up."

"Yeah, well, he did sort of run at a crowd of like ten of us with no plan," Pearl says.

"I mean, yeah. That's Bdubs for you," Cleo says, and they lean back against the tree.

They're quiet for a bit.

"One of these days, we'll be on the same side again," Pearl says.

"Wasn't really my fault we weren't," Cleo mutters.

"Well, it was a little. It was. Don't - it was, a little. If you'd - I don't really care anymore, of course."

"You're not talking about this."

"I mean, no."

"Yeah, that's fair. I am looking awfully red."

They're quiet again for a while. Pearl picks at her outfit some. She didn't dress up, of course. The Soup Group had gone to rebel against the king in their own clothes. No playing into being a demon required to rebel against the world this time; no playing into being dangerous needed, when she had people by her side.

Funny how that works.

"Do you think -" Pearl starts.

"I try not to," Cleo says, and she sounds exhausted. "I mean, sometimes - look, I mean, I know. There's a lot - after things like this, or like that - but you'll drive yourself crazy."

"I mean, am I not already there?" Pearl says, adding a giggle for good measure. Cleo shudders.

"You know, you are far too good at that." Cleo stands up. "Tell you what. Yeah. Next time, maybe. Not a promise. I don't make promises about these things. But it was fun, the once, so maybe -"

"Sure," Pearl says. "I'll hold you to that."

"Defeats the point of a maybe, doesn't it?" Cleo says, rolling her eyes, and she walks away.

Pearl sits alone for several minutes, alone and lonely, until Gem climbs down the tree, rambling about everything that had just happened, and then she is lonely no longer.

[just-some-guy-joust]

Saw your scp post, I love SCP and if you know what the specific pages for Amelia are I'll read and summarize it

Thank you! I've got a couple pages here both from my own search and from a comment on the post I made. I just need info about Amelia to vibe check if she's Just Some Guy. I got a short summary in the submission for her but it wasn't enough to really be Sure, yknow? So I appreciate it <3

NX-143

SCP 5056

SCP 6622

SCP 6056

SCP 6156

Some writing??? Idk I've never ventured off the main SCP-### pages before

[thelasttime]

i persist and resist the temptation to ask you if one thing had been different, would everything be different today?