#<- please block this tag imma use it

[softzindagi]

tell me why i decided i was gonna do a future fic and then have to write lyrics bc i wanna be cheesy but i dont know the FIRST THING about writing songs

EDIT i failed and did not try again

[sanjisboyfie]

one piece smau: misc. edition

— miscellaneous :P probably pt.1 bc this is so fun to dooooo

— no romantic pairings, just the strawhats being cutie friends, male reader!!!

ー idk if the formatting is weird on desktop bc i did this all on my mobile 😭😭😭

liked by freeluffy, roro.zoro, and 8.6k others

-> ._.[name]: luffy is recycling, recycling is good for the enviornment!!! be like luffy <3

tagged: freeluffy

dni_nami: who on earth would want to be like that idiot ???

-> roro.zoro: no bc shes right

-> ._.[name]: you guys r so mean 😭😭

dr.law: im surprised there arent more bottles, u guys had the whole block awake....

-> freeluffy: we had to make five trips :DDD

-> ttchopper: FIVE TRIPS?????

-> dr.law: and when your guys' livers fail ill b there to laugh

-> ._.[name]: actin like u werent sneakin in shots of vodka :/// alright buddyyyyy

-> uso_pp: LMFOAOAO

-> SUPERCOLA: u jus got exposed

liked by ._.[name], dni_nami, and 4.6k others

uso_pp: im beggin yall to stop getting into drinking contests w zoro and nami

tagged: ._.[name]

._.[name]: naw trust next time i got em

-> uso_pp: didnt u say ts last time???

-> dni_nami: the fact he keeps thinking hes gonna win is crazy

-> ._.[name]: imma win back all my money

-> uso_pp: AND YOU BET MONEY??? ur gonna b in eternal debt [name]

princesanji: my beautiful nami is always coming out on top 😻😻😻

-> ._.[name]: who r u ???

-> princesanji: i dont interact w losers

-> dni_nami: sanji, ur the reason my username is what it is please do not test me rn

[liked by ._.[name], robinkills, and 80 others]

liked by ._.[name] and 7.3k others

robinkills: nami and i showing sanji and [name] who exactly they gotta jump

tagged: dni_name, ._.[name], princesanji

dni_nami: skank ass bitches invading a party that our friend is throwing jus to talk shit is crazy

-> ._.[name]: glad we took em outside 😋

-> princesanji: ILL FIGHT TO PROTECT YOUR REPUTATION MY QUEENS NAMI AND ROBIN - NO ONE WILL EVER DEFAME YOUR NAME IN FRONT OF ME EVER AGAIN

-> ._.[name]: one time ill agree w sanji on smth

freeluffy: no fair i wanted to come :(((

-> dni_nami: the pouting at not being involved in a fight is crazy

-> boahancock: my beautiful boy luffy i have many people you can have the pleasure of taking care of 🥰🥰🥰

uso_pp: their stupid ass bfs thinkin they stood a chance against sanji AND [name] was hilarious nglll

-> robinkills: it was over before it even started

[liked by dni_nami, princesanji, ._.[name] and 40 others]

liked by freeluffy, portgasdace, and 4.1k others

princesanji: someone donate this brokeass some money so he can buy his own packs

tagged: ._.[name]

._.[name]: HOW MANY OF MY LIGHTERS HAVE YOU STOLEN??? this is compensation

-> princesanji: stop lying i didnt steal shit from u

-> ._.[name]: I SAW MY ZIPPO ON YOUR NIGHTSTAND U FUCKING LIARR

ttchopper: smoking isnt good for u [name] :((

-> ._.[name]: suddenly i no longer like cigarettes

-> ttchopper: :DDD

-> roro.zoro: walked like a dog.

-> ._.[name]: ur just mad cuz chopper actually likes me

-> roro.zoro: im gonna kill u

-> dni_nami: chopper doesnt like either of u pls stfu

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._.[name]: my hearts <333

tagged: portgasace, freeluffy

portgasace: YALL SEE THIS im [name]'s favorite u wish u were me

-> freeluffy: i think [name] likes me the most, sorry ace!!!

-> portgasace: im beggin u to shut the fuck up

-> freeluffy: ur jus mad cus im right :DD

uso_pp: i wanna see a fight between these two over [name]

[liked by dni_nami and 50 others]

-> ._.[name]: u jus wanna see a fight mf shut up 😭😭😭

liked by dr.law, freeluffy, and 7k others

._.[name]: DAMNN PAPI ZORO GIVE ME ONE SHOT PLSLSSS 🤤🤤

tagged: roro.zoro

roro.zoro: we r never going to the gym tgt ever again im sick of ur bullshit

-> ._.[name]: can u pls come home and meet my parents i told them all abt us 🥺🥺

-> roro.zoro: i hope u die in a fire

uso_pp: unexpected couple of 2023 😱😱😱

[liked by ._.[name], robinkills, and 70 others]

._.[name]: he looks soo fionneneee

-> dni_nami: pls stop thirsting for zoro on ur main at least take it to the finsta [name] i cant stand this any longer

-> roro.zoro: how abt he jus stops in general???

-> ._.[name]: ur ltr in love w me stop being so obsessed in replying to my comments zoro 🙄🙄

-> roro.zoro: unlock ur apartment door im outside

-> ._.[name]: i feel unsafe.

[callmegaith]

The only thing ineffable bureaucracy showed me is how hyper focused this fanbase is at seeing one thing and one thing only and everything else is a result of that one thing

1) no, Beelzebub and Gabriel are not a straight couple. Nor is Crowley and Aziraphale a gay couple. Stop the non-binary erasure or go outside and talk to an actual non-binary person cuz clearly you have no clue what non-binary is "they're straight presenting" wtf? If you think that please give me your name so I can block you. Cis people, I fucking swear.

Reminder that Beelz used they/them pronouns btw. Sorry that Beelzebub doesn't "pass" for you, it doesn't make them any less non-binary. Not to mention it was stated and already IS CANON that none of them have genders. They're god damn demons and angels, bruh.

2) "it's Gabriel's and Beelz's fault that ineffable husbands didn't get their happy ending": no. It's their own damn fault for not communicating and Aziraphale's inability to accept Crowley as he is. Gabriel and Beelzebub put each other first. Y'all sound salty as hell cuz two people managed to work their relationship out and yours didn't work out. "But if they didn't get together---" y'all really saying shit like this??? Do you hear yourself? That's so sad. Wishing for the doom of one LGBTQ+ ship cuz the other fucked themselves over. THEY CAN BOTH CO-EXIST. And you know what? They will. Cuz Ineffable husbands is clearly canon, the story just wants time with them cuz they're the main characters, not like Beelz and Gabriel who were side characters so had their story summarized.

3) "that should have been ineffable husbands" no, cuz Crowley and Aziraphale aren't Gabriel and Beelzebub. They're different characters with different backgrounds, personalities, relationship structure, and different relationship dynamic in general. They'll get together in a way that fits THEM. And that way requires ups and downs that makes them finally understand that they're perfect for each other without the need for either of them to change.

4) Gabriel was such an asshole wish Crowley got his revenge and--- bla bla BLA : Crowley was happy for them. You hold a grudge over Gabriel that Crowley himself doesn't. Y'all worse than a literal demon. Smh.

Be happy for what we got and look forward to the future where ineffable husbands will certainly become canon and it'll be worth the wait. Don't tear down the LGBTQ+ presentation we got just cuz the main ship didn't get the limelight THIS TIME.

Let things cook, that's how writing WORKS.

But I'm just an Agender demi person and tbh? I would prefer if things took their time.

I love both ships a lot but I'm not gonna hold pitchforks over one ship getting a happy end and one still developing. Come next season, that happy end for Gaberiel and Beelzebub might not last. We DONT KNOW. Do we really need to sacrifice one for the other? Why can't we be happy to have both?

Just really think the vibe of the fanbase rn fuckin SUCKS and I'm not enjoying trying to go through the ineffable bureaucracy tag and seeing people complaining about how it should have been ineffable husbands or how it's their fault.

Okay? Alright.

After this imma start blocking ppl I swear. Just had to throw in my two cents.

[dawneternal]

The Benevolent | Eight

☁︎ Eris x Healer OC

☁︎ Notes: okay. This is kind of a big one 👀 pls let me know what you think, if the descriptions make sense, etc. I'm really hoping the concept for Aya's powers is actually interesting and not dumb but here we go

I've gotten a lot of notes from new readers lately and I wanna say thanks so much for the love and comments!! 💛💛

☁︎ Warnings: battle/war, injuries, blood, death, grief (it's not that graphic I just wanna make sure I get all the tags needed)

☁︎ Word Count: 3.5k

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☁︎ Taglist (let me know if you want on or off) : @cauldronblssd @teddyhoneybear @tele86 @mybestfriendmademe @imma-too-many-fandoms @allyjoe755 @milswrites @shadowdaddies @zenkindoflove @landofpetrichor @secret-third-thing @bookwormysblog @mal-adaptive-dreams @daycourtofficial

The secret behind Aya’s power was the extra eye in her mind. Whether they were simply visions or she had some connection to another place, she did not know. But either way, she was born seeing things that no one else could.

Aya had discovered another world, visible only with closed eyes or when she let her vision go hazy. It was a place where wards and spells were visible things, overlayed on top of reality. She could see the building blocks of the universe, the materials that made up the world. And she could reach out and touch them. They were hers to fix and break and manipulate how she pleased.

After years of observing people and the things that they were made of, she came to understand that they could be sorted into three categories. Sewn things, woven things, and things to be fired in a kiln. The first three people Aya had known were one of each. The first memories to exist in her mind were ingrained with their imagery. Her mother, a tapestry. Her aunt, a quilt. And Thesan, a vase.

It took nearly a decade of life for Aya to understand that no one else saw things the way she did. No one else had another realm materialize when they closed their eyes. No one else healed by patching those quilts, stitching down loose threads, or filling cracks in pottery with veins of shimmering gold.

There were many, many times when she wished that she had never spoken about it to anyone. She could have learned sooner to close her eyes and not let anyone see the golden light that shone when she used her power. She could have taken less time to understand that she was different. Or maybe she could have been born knowing that she was not the same as everyone around her.

But it was too late for any of that. Her life had already been molded by her differences.

In truth, using her power was easy. So easy that it scared her. Sometimes an extensive injury or a complicated spell would draw a sweat from her brow, but even then she could go for days if she wanted to. The store of energy within her seemed endless. She had never experienced burnout, or ever been close.

There were so many terrifying truths lying underneath the lid she kept on herself. Her morbid curiosity, the things she could do, how much she was capable of. She never dug too deep, never once in her life testing the limits or possibilities. She could not bring herself to. She would not let herself become a thing that destroyed.

The fear that others carried around her was tangible. Whispers of witchcraft followed her everywhere - apparently her mother hailing from the continent was suspicious, with less known about the origins of their magic. And Aya's own tapestry was stained with the echoes of her mother calling her a liar, holding deep grudges over the discrimination that Aya had brought upon her family. There was no shortage of things that had made this existence difficult.

But on days like this, no matter how much she hated it, Aya thrived.

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The battle had seemed so endless. The shouting, screaming, and clashing of weapons were a constant song, and Aya did her best to tune it out as she ran from bed to bed, cleaning, bandaging, and healing wounds. Her ears rang, desperate for a moment not filled with terrible noise. Her muscles ached, begging for her to take a break. But there were always more buckets to haul, more soldiers to drag to safety, more wounded to heal. She ignored every protest of her tired mind and aching body as she splashed through the mud, dodging arrows and swords, zeroed in on whoever needed helping.

She also ignored the magic within her that sang, thrilled to be used and stretched and tested. It pushed her body to keep going long after she had reached her physical limits, always restless and desperate to be let loose. But she would only ever release as much power as she needed to do her job well. Never any more.

Even still, Aya was always the last standing, the glow of her healing still going steady when all the others had used their last sparks. In class, this earned her jealous looks and accusations of cheating or witchcraft. But of course today, there was nothing but murmured thanks and praise. Aya ignored those, too.

At last, dusk fell like a funeral shroud, covering the silhouettes of broken bodies littering the battlefield. All of the gore blissfully hidden in the darkness. The sky could not, however, hide the sound of suffering and grieving of those who still lived, reaching toward the heavens in desperate tones.

Now, it was an effort to keep her head upright as she sat beside the High Lord of Night, her hand hovering over the gash in his arm. Rhysand, even with his weary eyes and the grime caked into the lines of his skin, watched her heal with a keen interest. If it was a different time, and her heart felt a little lighter, Aya may have asked him about it. Maybe he knew something that she didn’t. But right now it was taking too much focus just to stay awake.

When she closed her eyes Aya was stitching silver stars into a quilt, each block made from a different shade of night. Slightly darker shapes made up the subtle outline of a city, constellations hiding in same-colored thread here and there. It was lovely work, the stars twinkling and shimmering, the night sky velvety soft beneath her fingertips. It did not take long for his arm to be healed. With eyes glittering like the thread she had just held between her fingers, Rhysand thanked her and swaggered off to find his mate.

Truthfully, Aya liked him. Often, she came away from a healing session feeling as though she had read the person's soul front to back like a book. And in Rhysand, she liked what she learned. He was deeply kind, very clever, and generous. She knew without a doubt that his story of Under the Mountain was true. She could see the scars within him, like rips and tears in the quilt that he had tried to fix himself. Some were smoother, aided in their mending by his loved ones. He did not know how lucky he was to have them.

Of course, there were dark patterns in the fabric of his being. Shadows much deeper than others seemed to carry. But that seemed to be a burden bestowed upon all of the High Lords.

Aya liked the Night Court general, too. She had healed Cassian many times over. At first she thought it was recklessness and it was an effort to bite back on her lecture about looking after himself. But she learned, upon closing her eyes, that it was all deliberate. Calculated. It was not carelessness, but devotion. He would take shots and blows for others as often as he could, his shouts and commands ringing out louder than the din of battle. In his mind, he had not done his best unless he was nearly falling apart.

Healing Cassian was like knitting homespun wool yarn. Each stitch snug and precise, marled grey and white like the Illyrian mountains. The colors were so solemn, the material so practical, but the finished product warm and comforting. That seemed to sum him up. He always had a grin and a wink for her, always a genuine thank you and some absurd compliment. He was consistent, always, like the woven pattern of his being.

Over the course of the battle, Aya collected those images, like a scrapbook of the people around her. She mended seams, knit and wove, spun thread, molded clay. Every once in a while, she was too late. The knitting had too many missed stitches, too many loops had come loose and it all unraveled beneath her hands. Every time, she mourned with her whole heart. Grieved until it hurt.

If she kept her eyes closed, tuned into that other realm, she could watch the soul depart this world. Always drifting toward the sky like a wisp of smoke. The first handful of times she had witnessed it she had not been able to look away, frozen in place by some terrifying curiosity. Or perhaps it was the desire to see them off, on the chance that her guidance could provide one last comfort.

But she did not like to watch it anymore. It would show up in her dreams that night without fail, always with her hands reaching and that soul slipping through her fingers despite her efforts. Today, she did not need to give her nightmares any more material to work with.

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Aya did not see Eris until the battle was over. The possibility of seeing him here, of seeing the worst, had haunted her every moment since she had arrived with the rest of the healers. She never had the heart to scan the lifeless bodies for his pale, freckled face, but she also feared that she would be the last to know if something had happened to him. There was a long list of people who would take priority first.

It was a strange thing, the aftermath of battle. The air was thick, relief and mourning twining together into something heavy and difficult to breathe. Celebratory laughter and singing clashed with the solemn sounds of funeral rites and grieving songs. Metal clanged as armor and weapons were moved and cleaned, soldiers lay resting wherever they could before the journey home.

Among the chaos, a glint of red captured Aya's attention and she turned to see Eris striding across the field, armor glittering in the sun and that crimson cape billowing behind him. Her breath caught in her throat as he pivoted and his russet eyes locked on hers. The relief was immense, almost painful as she drowned in it.

Even so, she was prepared to see him turn the other way and pretend he hadn't seen her, as he had done at the High Lord's meeting. And she would be content, just knowing he had lived. But he did not look away. Eyes growing wild, he turned on his heel and rushed toward her. He pulled off his gauntlets and let them thump to the ground, hands reaching for her face the moment he was close enough.

"Sparrow," He murmured, turning her head back and forth to look for injuries. He took in her tired eyes, swiping a thumb over the purple bags and lines of dirt. "I was afraid I'd find you here. I'm so glad you're alright."

Aya was speechless, staring up at him with her lips parted as she searched for words. She was still confused, her thoughts snapping back and forth between lingering anger and relief to see him. Her skin burned under his touch, under the eyes of those that watched them as she could practically hear the gossip forming on their tongues.

"I never got to apologize," He said in a rush, his voice hoarse. He paused, tongue darting out to wet his chapped lips.

Aya’s head throbbed. She did not have room for this in her mind, today. Not for the memories of their last conversation or for whatever game he was playing now, looking at her like she was the sun when anyone could see and overhear his pet names.

Her mind was still reeling from these last days, trying to process everything she had seen and heard and felt. There had been no room for hesitation and no place for her fear, all anxiety barred from her body so as not to weigh her down. Now the fear and pain rushed back in, like predators reclaiming their territory and she was nothing but a vessel for the conflict, barely holding herself together.

So, Aya let her gaze drop from his eyes and fall to the grass, breathing deeply in an attempt to placate the beasts threatening to tear her apart.

Eris watched, and she missed the understanding dawning on his face as he studied her trembling form. He swallowed the dozens of things he wished to say and put aside his desire to extinguish the nightmare that had haunted him since the High Lord's meeting. Later. He could say it all later.

As her eyes trailed back upwards, they snagged on Eris’s hurt knee, blood dripping between the plates of armor on his leg.

"You're hurt," She said, unable to resist despite her tiredness, "Let me heal you."

"Alright," He was still for a moment as he considered protesting. But right now he'd do anything to lift even a fraction of her burden, so he picked up the gauntlets and followed after her.

She led him to a quiet tent, only a few others inside, resting or bandaging fellow healers. A few heads turned at the Autumn heir, tall and regal. And then their stares flickered to Aya, the black sheep of the Dawn Court leading the way for him. She ignored them, as she was developing quite the talent for.

"Sit," She murmured, scurrying to find a clean rag.

Eris obeyed, sitting on the edge of a cot and removing the armor from his leg to reveal his bloody knee. He watched her trembling hands, chest aching as he imagined what she may have been through. The memories of his first battle had stayed sharp through the centuries, the desolation still so heavy after all this time.

"Aya," He said when she’d returned, keeping his voice soft.

Taking the supplies from her hands and setting them aside, he reached out and took her shaking fingers in his, gently pulling her in to stand between his knees. He rubbed his thumbs over her icy knuckles, grimacing at the dried blood under her fingernails. His power was nearing the dregs, but he still willed a bit of heat to the surface to warm her skin.

She looked up at him, such sorrow in her grey eyes, and when her chin wobbled, it broke him. Aya was strong and brave and could do whatever she put her mind to. But he would still choose to keep her away from this place, too full of death and hurt and blood.

"You did well, today," He whispered.

They stayed like that for a long moment, Aya standing in the shelter of his body, absorbing his heat and all the comfort he tried to emanate. This time as she closed her eyes and took deep breaths, Eris's warmth began to wash away the terrible things she had seen. The ways she had failed. The lives that had slipped into the afterlife while she had no choice but to watch.

The burlap tent dimmed the sunshine, beams of light sneaking through ripped holes in the fabric to dapple Eris’s skin. Between those golden spots and his whiskey-brown-sugar scent, Aya could almost pretend they were somewhere else, under the canopy of the Autumn forest.

"Thank you," She murmured. Her eyes fluttered open and Eris let out a breath, relieved at the return of the steadiness he'd grown used to.

Heaving a deep sigh, Aya grabbed a cloth and began to wipe the blood from his skin. With the tender moment passed, the silence between them was heavy, charged with unsaid things. It did not help that the air was filled with the tang of blood and the cries of the injured.

Aya tossed the bloody rag into a bucket and closed her eyes once more.

Through the darkness, shapes began to emerge, that other world coming into view. Searching for his essence, she found the woven texture of Eris's tapestry. It appeared before her in all its loveliness - a gorgeous scene of Autumn woods, adorned with thread that shone like rubies. She had seen it a dozen times by now, but she was always captivated by it's beauty. By the secrets hiding between the threads.

She desperately wished to know the meaning of all of them. The hounds and the maple leaves were clear enough, but what of the birds and the chess pieces and the interlocking pattern cleverly hidden in the leaves of the trees? There were stories in all of them, pieces that made Eris who he was. Her hunger to know them had never lessened, and she was beginning to wonder if it ever would.

The section that needed fixing was interlaced with gold, and Aya found herself already equipped with a length of gold thread, wrapped around her forefinger like it was a spool.

She went to work, filling the gaps in the images and stitching down loose threads. Her magic eagerly rushed to the surface, still energized and ready. Its endlessness reminded her of the time of daily faebane doses to keep her powers from being revealed to Amarantha. The memory was bitter on her tongue, the horrid taste of faebane like a vengeful ghost.

At least now, she did not have to rush. There were no rows of beds waiting for her help. It was just Eris, patient and calm and not in any danger.

There was just enough golden thread around her finger to finish the job. But as she tried to find the end of the spool and tie off her work, she found it had wrapped in a loop in the exact place her golden band should be. Pulling on the string revealed it to be as unmoving as Edana's ring, as if it were attached to her skin. Aya tugged her hand back but the thread pulled tight, attaching her to Eris’s tapestry.

Again, she pulled, but it did not budge. A pulse traveled back down it, sending a tingling feeling through her hand, as if the tapestry had tugged back.

What was this? This was like no healing she’d ever experienced. Once more, Aya yanked as hard as she could, and heard Eris make a choking sound in front of her.

Her eyes snapped open. She was met with the image of Eris, his brows furrowed in confusion, a hand resting on his armored chest. Aya's heart stuttered, her throat closing with her rising panic. Time seemed to slow to a stop, and through the blood rushing in her ears, she heard his heartbeat. Her own echoed, calling back like a songbird.

"What's wrong?" she whispered, afraid of the answer.

"A chest pain," He said, and he shook his head, any suspicion clearing from his mind. He was oblivious.

Aya could not breathe. She closed her eyes again, willing her lungs to fill with air, and she could still see that golden thread, bridging their tapestries. She dared not pull it again, not with Eris right in front of her.

Had she done that? Had she made it herself? Was she that powerful, that she could forge a bond with her own hands?

"Are you alright?" Eris asked, eyes flicking back and forth between hers.

She ignored him, thoughts whirling faster and faster. She couldn't look at him anymore. His gaze burned, burned like fire and it hurt. The space between them was painful and her body was crying out for her to close the gap, to weave every thread of herself together with his and become one.

“I need you to go,” Aya swallowed hard. Eris opened his mouth to protest but she cut him off with an unconvincing smile and added, “I just need to lie down.”

He stared at her for a long moment, anxiety written so clearly in his eyes. It took all of the strength Aya had left not to tear away from his gaze, not to let tears rise to the surface and his hands wipe them away. The magnetic draw pulling her towards him only aided in confirming her suspicions and furthering her panic.

Finally, his lips drew into a tight line and he nodded.

“Please take care of yourself,” He said, slotting the armor back into place. At the entrance to the tent, he gave her one last glance before returning to the field.

Aya managed to wait until he had left to let the tears fall, dropping slowly to her knees and bending to let her forehead rest on the edge of the cot. What had she done?

She hadn't meant to do it. She had only been trying to heal him. Oh gods, had she trapped him, by accident?

All at once, everything that she was not flooded her mind. He deserved someone better. Someone less strange, someone people weren't afraid of. Someone smart and gorgeous with a mind for politics. Someone from Autumn, who Edana would love and welcome.

Trapped trapped trapped hammered against her skull in a steady rhythm. What had she done? Selfish selfish selfish.

She cursed her power over and over. It was not possible. It could not be possible.

And yet, she felt empty, her body acutely aware of his absence. The thread itched, begging her to chase after him and be closer. She had dreamt of a mating bond before, in the way that most young people did.

But this did not feel like a rose-tinted daydream come to life. This was another nightmare.

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p.s. there is a metaphor in here that was especially fun to write if you can find it I'll give you a prize 👀

[dandelions-fly-in-summer-skies]

This is an idea that came to me in a dream and please please read it or I might cry bc I couldn’t get to sleep for ages after this

edit: link to the poll: https://www.tumblr.com/literatureisdying/737806048436568064/you-better-vote-yes-yes-no?source=share

edits I am making now after writing the original thing at 1am are in italics

(there is a tl; dr at the bottom under the cut but I highly recommend reading he notesapp word vomit first bc uhh it provides context and it’s a bit funny)(however if you can’t understand the big block of text please dm me/ send me an ask and I’ll explain the whole thing more concisely)

I would like to preface this by saying I am writing this at 1am in my notesapp 

Okay guys I had this weird ass dream where basically @literatureisdying (im sorry you’re the main character 😭😭) made this freaky timed poll where you had to click either yes or no and there was propaganda and everything like atlas was very much on the yes team but some ppl (@bassguitarinablackt-shirt maybe??? also uhh hi new mutual im sorry im crazy &lt;33) were VERY much no (im talking fulling pinning a gigantic image of the word no to their blog etc. and I wasn’t sure what the poll was ab so I went to vote and bc I can’t make a decision to save my life I closed my eyes and frantically tapped at the screen until I clicked an option, I clicked yes, and apparently I wanted smth from atlas in this dream (no idea what) and an the website gave me an option after I voted to request this from atlas (??) so I did and then I went back to tumblr to try and figure out what the poll was about and I got the impression it might be whether someone has a crush on someone (I immediately when to yk who but it might not be) and yeah but I FUCKING WOKE UP BEFORE I FIGURED OUT WHAT THE POLL WAS AB so all im saying is atlas you must create this irl it doesnt have to have a point it can just be all of us being weird as fuck and doing propaganda and being dramatic and adamant and just pure chaos for a week as we rally for our side uhhh ty for reading this ALL imma try sleep now I’ll post this in the morning ig

Tagging some ppl + summary under the cut 

Tl; dr: So basically I want atlas to make a timed poll where we either vote yes or no and then have chaos for a week as we try to advocate for our side

@gently-decaying-flowers @imslowlydisintegrating( I think you guys and asher and atlas were sorta presence in my dream idk probs bc of innocent sin)

@svnflowermoon @tellme-o-muse (you two are away from tumblr atm so lots of <33333 and if you come back and this is what we’re doing yk what we’re talking ab) @bookscorpion73 @astraeasparrow @zzzzzzzzzee @mandythedino @giveuthemo0n @recklessandyoung(yall have to join you have no choice) abs uhhh idk if I should tag more ppl but I will if this flops bye

[bayfuzzball7050]

INTRODUCTION POST AND RULES 🔥🔥🦾🦾🦾🦈🦈

More under the cut :P

Hello bitches, bros and non binary hoes 🦾🦾 The name’s Andrés or Diego. Call me whatever ya want, idc

So

I’m a Trans Guy, he / him and if you don’t know me a they / them it’s ok I don’t mind that much. NO SHE HER IMMA BEAT UR ASS

☆ I got that dawg in me (asd) actually pls be patient im a little slow on some things

☆ Artist

☆ Art requests are currently closed!!

(for when I open them: I draw anything but nsfw/kinks and proship stuff)

☆ Writer (no fanfic here tho)

☆ don’t ask for pics you ain’t getting em

☆ if I use emojis, be aware that most of the time it’s ironic

☆ I make a lot of kys/kms jokes, if you’re not ok with this, please don’t follow

☆ i LOVE spammers, spam likes, reblogs, whatever as much as you like :3 (if ya want to like no pressure)

☆ if ya wanna be mutuals just ask I don’t mind I’ll just check yo vibe and that’s it

Art tag: #my art

Post tag/reblogs where I add something: #momazos diego

BY THE WAY!!

☆ I usually don’t add tw (tho I dont post stuff with heavy themes often if I’m honest like I rarely do it) But if anything, be wary

☆ I also always have my notifications off so please don’t feel bad if I don’t answer a dm or anything of the sort

☆ please excuse me if I reblog/like artists who are proshippers, I don’t tend to check blogs before interacting🧍🏽(I’ve gotten myself blocked many times because of this)

☆ also like if they problematic in general like idk if maybe someone I reblogged has been in a big ahh controversy or summ so uhhh forgive me

So, I think imma make(try) a dni list but ik it’s ultimately useless cuz like I can’t force ya and im not your dad plus I’m too lazy to look through every blog that reblogs or likes but uh blocklist ig???

It’s just basic dni criteria, but like if ya wanna read ig?

SHIT THAT GETS YA BLOCKED ‼️‼️

(some of these are oddly specific)

☆ zionists, racists, homophobes, ace exclusionists/phobes, antisemits (guess that’s how you say it???), conservatives, mofos who discriminate/hate minorities in general

☆ Proshippers, Comshippers, anti-anti’s and profiction mfs

Why, you may ask? Horrible past experiences with these mofos and *other* bad experiences that ain’t really related to ‘em but remind me of so like if ur a proshipper just block me and move on I don’t want y’all around. Not rlly into the discourse and prolly never gonna post abt it but yeah

no Patrick, im not against the portrayal of fucked up things, im against the portrayal of those things as a type of pornography.

☆ On a similar note, I HATE LOL1C0NS AND SHOTAC0NS KYS…NOWW

☆ ON ANOTHER SIMILAR NOTE! even if I do hate proshippers, autoshippers/selfshippers are cool like hell yeah you go marry your blorbo 🔥🔥🔥

☆ Transphobes / TERFS

I think the whole ‘Im trans’ shit explains it well enough 💀

☆ SWERFS can also go fuck themselves

☆ Misandrists and radfems too like why you here 💀 when I first hear the term i thought it was about the most radical females 🤙 but dude…these girl be saying some bogus about other chicks!

☆ Transmeds/Truscums/anti-MOGAI mfs get the hell out of here I hate you like Imagine gatekeeping gender cuz someone doesn’t fit your idea of what a trans person is thats stupid af 😭😭

☆ Transid, “Transabled”, "transracial" are not welcome. I support trans people, MOGAI in. You support racist, ableist and ageist views and stuff of the sort, kindly fuck off and educate yourself.

☆ Radqueers in general actually

☆ NSFW agere blogs (SFW agere it’s cool I don’t mind)

☆ pedos/MAPS I want you hanging on the STREET

☆ Paraphilics in general

☆ Misgendering kink blogs cuz WHY THE HELL ARE YOU FOLLOWING ME¿ AND IM TRANS WTH¿¿

☆ kink blogs in general actually ☠️

☆ Pro-ANA or Pro-MIA mofos y’all please seek therapy

☆ swifties.

To be honest I don’t check the blogs of most people who reblog or like but- Ricky…Ricky when I catch you Ricky-

(I mostly notice when I get followed but- anyway 😻)

THIN ICE:

☆ Giomis shippers

Why? Cuz not all of them are proshippers but a vast majority is and giomis kinda weirds me out💀ik the age gap small but still it’s kinda….

☆ dsmp fans

As much as I enjoy the Fanart and maybe the roleplay was interesting I have like personal beef with the fanbase and creators

☆ Hannibal Fans

The franchise is fire but I also have beef with Hannibal fans cuz for some reason most of them proshippers

☆ MHA fans for the same reason as Hannibal fans

☆ Same with South Park

☆ Same goes for Homestuck fans

☆ Same goes for Steven Universe fans. It’s mid btw

☆ ONE PIECE fans, y’all didn’t do anything wrong it’s just that I haven’t caught up with the show 😭😭

☆ NSFW blogs (as in porn/smut)

ANYWAY

Languages I speak:

☆ Spanish (mother language)

☆ English

☆ A tiny bit of Italian

FANDOMS IM IN (but I forget sometimes 😿)

☆ JJBA (what I post about mostly (going insane over this))

☆ LOST MEDIA. (Believe it or not, im also going insane over this.)

☆ Berserk

☆ Madoka Magica

☆ ikigusare (best virtual girl band ever fr fr)

☆ Gorillaz

☆ Good Omens

☆ Moral Orel

☆ Dorohedoro

☆ My Little Pony

☆ Sonic fandom

☆ Undertale / Deltarune

☆ Breaking Bad / Better Call Saul

☆ El Cuarteto De Nos

☆ Azumanga Dioh!

☆ Vocaloid

☆ Project Sekai

☆ D4DJ

☆ Food Fantasy

☆ FNAF (grrrr I love fnaf,,)

☆ Emo / Scene / Scemo (I just don’t have money for clothes nor the patience to make a blog only for that 😭😭)

☆ actually like another shit ton more but I can’t remember 😔

Socials:

☆ Reddit u/BayFuzzball7050 (old account, permanently banned)

☆ Reddit u/BayFuzzball404 (Current Account)

☆ ofc Tumblr

☆ Wattpad and AO3 but we ain’t talking about that 🤫🧏‍♂️

☆ @bayfuzzball7050-art is my art blog (reblogs from here)

☆ …

☆ also I might or might not have a questionable side art blog (collect my shitposts)

☆ ALSO! recently opened a Pixiv :3

☆ And NOW I HAVE AN ARTFIGHT! (sea foam)

Dis me btw

[umber-cinders]

Hey fic writers, can I just-

This is my blog so Imma get on my soap box for one more thing about the whole "spam likers should be blocked" rhetoric.

People seem to have taken the idea from places like Instagram that spam liking gets you shadow banned because the algorithm thinks they're bots and—let me be clear when I say this:

THAT IS NOT HOW IT WORKS ON TUMBLR

Bots do not like your fanfic and fanart posts and tumblr does not ban you for getting multiple likes in a row!!!

Likes are literally part of the algorithm because tumblr has changed from the way it was back in the 2010s. Reblogs are absolutely one of the most helpful and valid ways to see posts on here—and people should definitely be encouraged to reblog and share with others, but reblogs are not the end-all-be-all of pushing content on here anymore.

The posts that the algorithm shows you takes into account the posts you yourself have liked and what those you follow/interact with have liked. You know these little feature here in preferences?

THEY ARE ALL BASED ON LIKES AND FAVORITE TAGS

Its why you see posts like this if you turn on the option.

Likes have become almost as equal in the algorithm as reblogs. Nowadays, a lot of people on tumblr's userbase only views the site via the mobile app instead of a laptop/desktop. It means that they're more likely to hit the like button on a post and scroll on so they can go back and find it later than they are likely to stopping every second to reblog each post.

That's just how things are now 🤷🏾‍♀️(and yeah that sucks lol)

If you don't believe me, the next time you see a post that has a lot of notes suggested to you in a search, tag or on the For You page—or anywhere on here, check the reblogs vs likes. Sometimes they're relatively equal

But I have noticed that a lot of the posts suggested to me also have way more likes than reblogs.

Again, I am NOT dissing people asking for reblogs because people really should be trying to reblog things from your favorite artists/writers/fandoms, but sometimes people will look at a post with a lot of notes and are more likely to reblog it. If you're looking for engagement then likes count towards that.

Social media has trained us to look at posts with a lot of traction (notes in this case), and make us more likely to share it. When you discourage and block people engaging with your posts via likes, you're just making the algorithm less likely to push your posts in the first place unless someone reblogs it.

And hey, if that's your jam, go on ahead, but even posts with ZERO notes that haven't been liked by people I follow get pushed to me if the algorithm thinks I'm going to enjoy it based on what I post and have liked before.

I could also get into the fact that with the way tumblr is set up, you could be blocking people that have to like posts and follow you from their main blog and reblog via a different side blog.

You could be blocking people that are too shy to openly engage with certain content right off the bat.

You could be blocking newcomers into your fandom.

You could be blocking people that see your content promoted to them in passing and might decide to come back and follow you later.

If you don't care about likes and only care about exposure via reblogs, then uh...ok. But my point is: please stop spreading the idea that likes mean nothing on tumblr 🙃

With all that being said:

PLEASE LIKE AND REBLOG YOUR FAVORITE ARTISTS, WRITERS AND FANDOM CREATORS✨

[cc-horan28]

Dress Me Up

Gangster!Louis x Baker!Harry

(T) (1.5k)

Louis was just doing his best to protect the neighborhood. Getting injured wasn’t the plan. Harry gets worried and just wants his husband to feel better. Fluff ensues.

Or

The one where Louis Tomlinson comes home injured and Harry just wants to take care of him.

A/N: Okay so this idea has been bouncing around in my head for over a week at this point and so here we are. Also I'm making a promise, every 28th I'll release atleast one Larry fic. Promise. Imma keep this one. (also i wrote this in like two hours in a caffeine fever so yeah)

Tags: Pre-established relationship, Hurt/Comfort, TW Semi-Graphic descriptions of Violence, TW swearing

Louis winced as he got out of the car, hunching his shoulders against the bite of the cold air. He glanced along the street, most of the houses still had their christmas decorations up and the stain spreading along the sleeve of his jacket looked odd in the flickering lights. He kicked some of the frost accumulated on the driveway as he walked to the door, their own house decked out with lights.

If he had it his way, they would be living in an isolated cottage in the middle of the woods somewhere, but that wouldn’t work. Not for Harry’s business, neither for his. Some of the boys insisted the lights were a literal neon sign, ‘I’m here come get me’, but Louis didn't have the heart to tell his husband they couldn’t put the decorations up, nor did he have any plans to. Besides, this helped them blend in. 

Just your textbook nice-gay-couple-next-door, he thought with a wry chuckle. None of their neighbors had any idea what Louis’ profession was, and with Harry insisting they attend all the kitschy house parties, them turning up with baskets full of baked goods, none of them ever suspected a thing either.

A particularly painful twinge in his arm jerked Louis out of his thoughts. He realized he had been standing there, staring at the lights and quickly hurried in. He tried to reach for his keys, but his muscles screamed in protest as the movement and he settled for ringing the bell. He gritted his teeth, trying not to let any sounds escape his lips, previous movements making his arm throb.

He finally heard footsteps softly padding across the floor, a shadowy figure visible through the frosted panels on the door. “Harry, it’s me,” he said before the other man could ask, doing his best to not let pain seep into his voice, not wanting to worry him. The door flew open and Harry launched himself at Louis, arms wrapping painfully around his torso. “Where were you all day?! You didn’t even see my messages,” Harry mumbled, pulling Louis closer.

Louis yelped loudly and jumped back, moving out of the hug. Harry just started to say something when Louis interrupted, “I’m sorry, Haz, but can we please take this inside?” He saw his partner’s eyes roving across him, brow creasing when he registered the dark spot on his jacket. Almost used to situations like these, Harry nodded, stepping back to make way for Louis, quickly shutting the door behind them. 

Louis noticed the ‘Kiss the Cook’ apron Harry was donning and smirked, poised to make a comment when Harry gently reached out, fingers ghosting over his jacket, light enough for it to not hurt. “Lou…” he whispered softly, not needing to voice the words out loud.

“It was nothing,” Louis began almost sheepishly, “Just a little altercation. Some Oilers were in the neighborhood. I’d gotten some reports they were planning on starting up a protection racket. They pulled weapons first. I couldn’t not reciprocate, we’d have looked weak. It was just a few blocks away from your bakery! Besides, Oli had already run in, I just went to back-” 

“Give me that shit later.” Harry burst out, sniffing once before grasping Louis by the waist, “Let’s get you fixed up first,” he said, leading them into the kitchen. Louis was hit by the smell of something sweet. Caramel, maybe? He saw that the oven was going and he remembered what date it was. Shit, he’d forgotten. He’d gotten so wrapped up- 

Louis heard Harry rustling around in the cupboards and turned around, watching as he pulled out a white box. “Sit” he said with a raised eyebrow and Louis followed silently, teeth digging into his lower lip. “What actually happened?” Harry asked, crouching in front of the chair, his voice softer now, “To you, I mean. Give me all those gang explanations later. I couldn’t care less about that right now.” 

Louis knew that his husband was only putting up a strong front, trying to hide the concern and worry he felt. He saw the tears glossing over Harry’s eyes and felt his heart twist guiltily. “I’m alright, Haz,” he said, reaching his arm out to squeeze Harry’s shoulder, and swore loudly, pain ripping through him, feeling like his entire right side was on fire. He gulped loudly, clenching his jaw. “Well, maybe not perfectly alright,” he joked weakly, looking away when Harry stared sternly at him, looking unimpressed.

“It’s just a graze,” he attempted to downplay the injury, not wanting Harry to worry further but he just continued staring, jaw set. “They had guns, alright?” he finally admitted with a sigh, “One of the boys didn’t notice, and he’d definitely have been hurt a lot worse. I stood up to pull him down and a shot just… grazed me.” Louis caught Harry’s gaze, trying to convince him, “It really is just a graze. Surface wound, didn’t actually go in.” 

Harry glanced up at Louis, eyebrows knitted together with distress. “If it’s too bad, I’m not going to stitch you up. We’re going to the hospital, okay?” It wasn’t a question so much as a statement but Louis protested nonetheless. “Harry, you know I can’t.”

“I do. But all that’s fucking secondary. We’ll work through that later.”

That effectively shut Louis up. Harry lightly cupped his jaw, brushing their lips together. “Can you take your jacket off?” he asked in a soft voice. Louis shook his head, not even bothering to try. Harry nodded grimly as he opened the box. He did his best to not cause Louis any further pain as he snipped at the denim material, whispering apologies when the latter gasped or hissed. When the sleeve of the jacket was finally off, Louis glanced at the wound, slightly surprised at the amount of blood.

“Didn’t bind it,” he muttered to himself. Harry raised an eyebrow questioningly at him and he shrugged, “Forgot to put a tourniquet on. And I drove back,” he cringed back slightly, awaiting another outburst from Harry but he just sighed and shook his head, reaching up for the box, which Louis dutifully passed along, feeling guilty that he had put him in this position again.

Each time he came home hurt, Louis had to grapple with these feelings- the guilt, the anger, the disappointment- but he pushed it all away at the moment, the fresh sting of the peroxide against his skin causing him to throw his head back, knuckle of his other hand caught between his teeth as he tried not to shout.

“I’m so sorry, babe…” Louis whispered, eyes cast down. Harry lightly swatted his thigh, “Don’t apologize, Lou. I’m- It’s,” he sighed deeply, brushing Louis’ fringe away from his clammy forehead. Louis hadn’t even realized he’d been sweating that much. “Just be thankful it’s small. Would’ve had your arse on a plate had you been hurt too bad,” Harry was trying to put on his tough guy act again and Louis couldn’t help but chuckle. “Don’t you anyways,” he mumbled under his breath, grinning innocently when Harry glared at him.

Louis sat patiently, doing his best to not make a fuss as Harry maneuvered his arm a little, dressing the wound up. His eyes were focused on Harry, the latter completely unaware of it. He felt such a surge of love for him, grateful for having a partner who supported him so completely, despite his… non-conventional life choices. He felt his eyes stinging and quickly blinked, sniffling a little. “Y’alright, darling?” Harry asked, concern evident in his voice as he finally got up, stretching a little before sitting down on the chair across from him.

“Yeah, ‘m just- thinking about how much I love you. And, well- something’s burning.” Louis whipped around, watching as Harry rushed over to the oven, which was currently spewing a thin stream of smoke from one corner. He couldn’t help but chuckle as Harry brought the charred remains of what seemed to be a pie to the table, coughing a little. “No dessert for date night today, then” he said with a shrug, bursting into peals of laughter at Louis’ indignant expression.

Louis was snuggled up with Harry, letting his husband envelope him, being the big spoon for once, opening his mouth as Harry brought up handfuls of popcorn from the tub. “Perks of having an arm that doesn’t quite move. We should do this more often” he quipped, smirking as Harry bit his cheek, trying not to laugh. “Don’t- ‘M supposed to be a baker. Dress up cake boxes and stuff, not you.” Harry grumbled, pouting at him. 

Louis giggled, feeling uncharacteristic to himself but not caring. “You can dress me up all you want,” he smiled, turning to kiss him. Harry groaned, rolling his eyes “Thought I was the one s’posed to make the bad jokes,” he said, leaning forward to press his lips against Louis’, grin plastered on both their faces. 

[an0nthecat]

intro post thing or whatever :D

hiya hiya! I'm Anon, Dave, or Gingi and I use they/he pronouns!

I'm aroace, transmasc, non-binary, AND A MINOR. Please no suggestive or sexual shit I don't wanna see that

I'm an artist, animator, cosplayer and furry. Also a certified yapper :U

Fandoms I'm in (biggest fixations higher on list):

-Gravity Falls

-Dialtown

-Futurama

-DSaF

-Demon Slayer (KNY)

-FNaF

-Spooky Month

-OMORI

lemme jus get the dsaf shit outta the way

Asks are OPEN, and art requests are OPEN if ya wanna send in one of those! Don't be afraid to... I don't bite... (I do.)

I'm also a huge FEMTANYL FAN! But... I do listen to other shit uhhh

Music taste:

-FEMTANYL FEMTANYL FEMTANYL

-Ivycomb

-Will Wood

-Lemon Demon

-Jack Stauber

-6arelyhuman

-asteria

-Odetari

-Penelope Scott

Guhhh there are people I DON'T LIKE though.... ermmm

I block freely btw, here's a list of people I don't want here though

DNI:

-Racists, sexists, ableists, etc.

-Homophobic, transphobic, etc.

-TERFS, radqueers, transIDs, etc.

-Proshippers, comshippers, darkshippers

-Zionists (get the fuck out of here)

-Anti-furries, anti-alterhumans

-Anti-xenogender, anti-neopronouns

-Pro-endo, endogenic systems

-NSFW/18+ blogs

-AI/NFTbros, chat ai users

I've done some self discovery shit so I feel like this deserves its own area

I'm an alterhuman! My current known kintypes are:

-Persian cat (therian)

-Rotary phone (objectkin)

-Dave Miller (DSaF) (fictionkin)

-Phonegingi (Dialtown) (fictionkin)

-Bill Cipher (Gravity Falls) (fictionkin)

Okay now for tags! Uhhh

#art from the anonymous cat - MY ART TAG!!! Eebebe

#friendo :3 - me interacting with friends/moots, usually followed by a tag with their name

#asks for the anonymous cat - answering asks (not from friends)

#anonymous cat plushie posts - exactly what it sounds like

#anonymous cat photography - picture hhhaaahhhhh

#yapfest feat. the anonymous cat - me yapping or ranting

anyway, I'm kinda running outta starting ideas for this shit so imma just set this here

this is my fursona i guess

ummm hello tumblr im afraid of you all /j

[dinosaursatemymom]

INTRO

HII LOVIES I'M BACK

So I just wanna apologize to all of my moots and followers because I'm leaving most of the fandoms I've been in (mostly ST) and I'm just gonna post about whatever I want mostly here. I also wanna apologize for being inactive for so long I been busyy😋

So rn I'm pretty interested in strawberry shortcake, bluelock, jjk, hirano to kagiura, tgswiiwagaa, mha, gokurakugai, kagurabachi, the summer hikaru died, and hxh.

I post mostly just random rambles and some drawings, I have a chinchilla 🥰

I'm a minor so don't be weird, radqueers dni stay TF away you will be blocked, please don't use excessive cursing/swearing that is not cute (˶ > ₃ < ˶)♡ everyone else moots??

Pixels and dividers and stuff were from here and here ᡣ𐭩

Todoiida fic recs

Rant about shipping culture

Also imma start doing reblogs on @dammreblogs

Tags

-my random posts- dammrandomm

-fandom posts- dammfandomm

-and on my other acc- nvm too lazy lmao😭

More blinkies here ᡣ𐭩

[just-some-guy-joust]

Just Some Guy OC Tourney - Side A: Round 1

Rules:

do NOT be mean to anyone or any characters in these polls. you MUST clarify if you are joking/teasing or you will be blocked. if you are someone who entered an oc into this and you are mean to other contestants you will be disqualified

do NOT claim a character doesn't deserve to be here. yes including your own. be nice

if you are posting propaganda you have to tag us, including if your propaganda is in the reblogs. it is difficult to tell when something is or isn't propaganda. anything not tagging us will likely be missed

please don't hesitate to let me know if i messed something up!

have fun, hype each other up <3 thank you

Adan Botello | He/him | @rainecloud020604

Adan is a highschooler who is just looking to pass class, go home and play Minecraft. He doesn't want to be unique or special any more than he is, maybe being a Minecraft YouTuber would be awesome but that's all he wants out of life. No matter what is thrown at him he tends to run away from it, like a fantasy world trying to claim he's a prince, he wants nothing to do with it. He just wants to be a normal kid, graduate high school and play Minecraft. He's also got transgender and autistic swag

Promos: https://toyhou.se/17322997.adan-botello check out the comic featuring Adan on this blog @a-tale-in-a-bottle

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Joel Joehn | He/him | @rainecloud020604

Hes a college student, a ghost hunter where nothing ever really happens, and also hes a classic high school bully all at the same time. He likes musicals, and honestly his personality is kinda boring because all it can be boiled down to is "i'm a dick sometimes". his parents love him and support him hes got like two besties who are kinda normal too like nothing is ever going on with this guy except a false ghost report or a misread reading on something.

Promos: https://toyhou.se/23485080.joel-joehn

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Full images and descriptions under the cut!

Despite the fact all he desires to be is just some guy the universe keeps trying to make him more than some guy. He's supposed to be a hero, a prince, but he keeps running from the idea of it so much he ends up in another world entirely and all he wants is to go home and be normal, all he wants! He's not looking to save his sister, she can save herself she's strong. He just wants to go home :( that's all he really wants in life and he's getting really tired of the universe saying otherwise

imma be real with you guys he is just some guy and he gets kinda boring to rotate because hes so insistent on being normal he doesnt embrace the horrors, he doesnt think being possibly a ghost is cool, he shoves people in lockers and then lies about being a nerd. He is kinda dead but not dead though but that doesnt effect him minus the chronic pain, and he doesnt even consider how cool that could be hes just worried how "weird" and abnormal it might make him. Like the most hes got going on is this evil polycule hes in and the fact hes technically dead.

[permettez-moi]

Okay, Imma try the pinned post thingy.

Hi! I am bubbles! This is one of my side blogs of one of my obsessions. I am in the midst of writing a Cralty fic, it is not yet published. I do, however, sometimes, read @solarishashernoseinabook 's story 'the royal ranger' as a podfic

Tags

As we do have some more youthful audiences in the fandom, I try to use the following tags for things (I might consider) NSFW:

#spicy permettez

Please block these if you are not comfortable with them.

Some general tags:

#bubbles writes

#Hamilton William Horace O'Carrick the first of Clonmel (my cat)

#bubbles gets mail (answering asks)

#bubbles podfics

#bubbles struggles writing fics

[lifeneedsrot]

🥀no minors! We don’t really post nsfw we’re just not comfortable with minors. Please block us if you’re a minor, we won’t be upset <3

🧦please please just block us and keep us blocked if you don’t like us

🥀starship system, yadda yadda, no host, 37 alters. Every post is tagged “[alter] starshipsys”. This account is for finding friends! If we followed you here, we’re open to friendship! Our previous account is starshipsys. We have no DNI, just know we’ll block you if we don’t like you. Alter intros under the cut!

🌈HI WE KNOW YOU NOT SPOSED SHARE SYSKID AGES BUT WE ACTUALLY DONT CARE AND ALSO TAKE CARE OURSELVES SO NOBDOY GET HURT. LOTS US KIDS ANYWAY SO WHY HIDE SO MUCH SYSTEM. WE YAKE CARE OF OURSELVES!!!!!

🔥we are “proship”. If we followed you and you have “proship” on your dni, you’re welcome to block, however, may I suggest you learn what “proship” means, and not the propaganda you’ve been fed by “antis”? Ship and let ship, don’t like don’t read, your kink is not my kink, tag your fiction properly, censorship of fiction will lead to censorship of queer identities: these are the core “proship” beliefs. If you agree with them, you are “proship”, whether you wish to be associated or not. We don’t actually care about fandom nonsense nor are we passionate about shipping. Proship is in quotes because I find the entire argument ridiculous to begin with, obviously fiction is not reality and anyone with half a brain can differentiate the two. If you can watch a horror movie without real trauma, other people can read weird smut without acting out anything dangerous. If you are disgusted by a certain fictional action, you’re welcome to not engage with it, but you have no right to enforce censorship out of disgust. That is how queer people become censored. Yes, that includes your disgust for That.

🔥we are pro good-faith identities. That includes endos. It is not “punk” to be anti good-faith identities.

Emoji - name - pronouns - headspace age

🌰 - Acorn - they/he - 5

🌰hi I’m a memory holder. There’s rainbow, starlight, me, agate, prince, elizabeth, indigo, socks, quasi, and merlin in order. Maverick is the current memory collector. I like playing outside and good sticks and having adventures

🧤 - Agate - they/them - 8

🧤hi. I like gloves and playing in mud. I like bugs. I’m sad a lot. I’m also lonely a lot. I like littlest pet shops. I like being cozy inside with soup on rainy days. I like cats. My role is to make sure we express our feelings or something like that, I don’t know.

🪩 - Boppie - they/them - 21

🪩honestly imma just copy paste from our last intro whatev. Hey!!!!!!! I’m TONS of fun, I like dancing, I like being loud, and I like not giving a shit. I’m totally chill. I’m better at in person interactions than online, tbh. I wanna go to a rave and to a bunch of conventions and festivals and parades and honestly if it’s a loud party, I wanna be there. Unforchy maverick says No Never to all my wants and needs, waaaaaahhh. Can’t even drink alcohol. Can’t EVEN have COFFEE. No substances allowed. I’ll prolly talk about wanting to try shit and whine about how nobody lets me have any fun. I like music and singing and sometimes I play around on beepbox to make songs. I’m awful at it lawl but it’s fun!! I can’t survive without constant stimulation, so like, stimulate me. LMAO

♠️ - Cole - he/it - 19

♠️hey. I’m a living weapon. A knife to be exact. I like sharp objects. I don’t have much to say. I used to be a persecutor that harmed the body. I don’t want to harm anyone anymore. Our blades will only be used for protection. Not harming. I like space and stars.

🐰 - Daisy - she/bun - 7

🐰hi I’m daisy. I like bunnies. I also like sewing. Um I love tazzy. He seems scary but he’s actually really nice. I like my little pony friendship is magic. I like playing pony town. Sometimes I say everypony instead of everybody because it makes me happy. I really like cuddles.

🎀 - Elizabeth - she/her - 10

🎀Hello. I like tea and dresses. I also like cake. I like princesses, especially Cinderella and Aurora (Sleeping Beauty). Anastasia is also nice. I like animated movies. 2D, not 3D. I think 3D animation is stupid and not very creative because everyone is doing it nowadays. Coraline is good though, because it’s Claymation, which to me is not the same as 3D animation.

🔭 - Estella - she/they - 21

🔭I’m the matchmaker of the system! I try to match alters with other alters that’ll meet their needs. I also love creative projects, specifically videogames, and want to learn how to make our own videogames. I’m a robot catgirl :3 ALSO I love minecraft!! I am so bad at it but I love it though

🐁 - Fobi - it/she - unclear

🐁whhhhhy am I being made to front. Hhh. Okay. I like running away. I am the flee stress response. If I’m fronting, something bad is probably happening to us. I’m not particularly social. I don’t want to do anything but ESCAPE

🦇 - Grim - it/its - unclear

🦇I like being hurt… I don’t know… I’m kind of messed up. My role is to be the punching bag. The pincushion. I’m the fawn stress response. Or something… I don’t know. I just want to appease, and sometimes that means people need someone to be mad at, and I can be what they’re mad at

🌺 - Haven - she/he - 21

🌺I like our friends! I like cats and dogs and cat and dog friendship dynamics. I like making friends and meeting people. I love cuddles and hugs. I care about people. I love giving gifts, tickling people, spoiling people, taking care of people, and offering words of affirmation. You should talk to us and get to know us, maybe we can be friends!

🏵️ - Hope - she/any - ageless

🏵️I’m HOPE!!!! I love dandelions and gardens and flowers and plants. I also love butterflies and bees. And I believe things are going to be okay. Things will get better. Things will be okay. You should believe too. You’re doing okay. You’ll be okay. Don’t worry, everything will work out. Yes, even that.

✏️ - Indigo - they/them - 12

✏️howdy, I’m Indigo!! I LOVE wings of fire!!!!!! I know everything about wings of fire. If you mention wings of fire I will either front immediately or loom near front. I also love undertale but I have no idea about any of the aus that were made, I just know what happened in canon. Deltarune is awesome too!! I love writing stories and want to be a book author.

🎊 - Jynx - she/any - ageless

🎊I’m the coolest entity in existence. They call me the godhunter. You’ll learn to love me. You’ll learn to worship and adore me. Because I’m literally the best. I like stepping on people, fancy extravagant outfits, big flashy entrances and dramatic exits, and huge loud events. I need everyone’s attention constantly.

🍠 - Kakxyl - he/any - eternal

🍠Greetings. I am Kakxyl. I am old and tired. An ancient being that longs for mortality. I enjoy baking, cooking, and eating. I care greatly for my children, Jynx, Lynx, and Present, though I haven’t always been the best father. I believe nothing is eternal, not even eternity itself, and all things shall break from their cycles.

🫐 - Lynx - he/any - ageless

🫐hey. I’m Kakxyl’s son. We’re getting rid of immortality. Me, Jynx, and Present. So that I can murder my dad. Haha, just kidding. Or am I. I like purples and blues, especially pastel ones. I don’t really have a role anymore. I was the freeze stress response, but not anymore

⚓️ - Maverick - he/they - 21

⚓️I’m so tired of making intro posts. I’m always tired though. I’m Maverick, captain of the system. I make the final decisions on anything that could severely impact our system. I like the ocean and pirates and shit like that or whatever. I like slay the princess, prisoner is my fav. Fun fact, front body can’t swim, which pisses me off to no end.

🔮 - Merlin - they/them - 20

🔮hey I have anxiety and I’m writing this at the worst possible time LITERALLY why. Okay so. I’m a wizard. Yeah. That’s it. I don’t like sharing things about ourselves. I prefer to hide everything and be secretive and mysterious. I like running and hiding from my problems.

🐈‍⬛ - Nevermore - she/her - adult

🐈‍⬛oh dear, hello. I am Nevermore, I’m married to Hope, we love to garden together. I consider myself a healer, I mend the wounds of others, and a guardian, I protect others from harm. I also watch after the syskids in front. I love children! They’re quite darling and deserve the world. I love small creatures, too.

🍥 - Nyan - he/she - 6

🍥I’m Nyan cat REAL!!!!! Nyan nyan nya nya nyan nyan nya I like CANDY and toys! Right now I’m really into legos but I wanna like other toys too. I like pony town too!!! A lot of us like pony town you so absolutely should play pony town with us and ask us about all our ponies. We have one for every one of us.

⚫️ - Obsidian - he/him - adult

⚫️yknow, I got dragged into front for the first time to do this intro. This sucks. I’m a protector. I’m a dragon thing. I like volcanoes. I like spiders. I like the deep sea. I don’t take shit seriously, but I’m also very serious. And I wanna get us on an actual exercise regimen.

🩵 - Present - she/it - adult

🩵hello, I’m present. I believe no sentient entity is worthy of godhood or immortality. That’s irrelevant in this world, though, so it doesn’t matter :>. I like blue things, winter, and flying. I think the well-being of many is more important than the well-being of one, but the trolley problem creates a false dichotomy, it tricks you into picking one of two choices, when in reality, everyone has infinite choices at all times.

👑 - Prince - he/him - 9

👑I’m prince. I like videogames, like spore and minecraft. I also like online chat room type of games. We used to play animaljam but when adobe flash broke then our account was deleted so now we play pony town. I prefer sitting inside and playing videogames on my own. I can be very irritable and snappy.

🥀 - Quasiren - they/them - 18

🥀I’m quasi! I like big feelings. The more passionate, the better. I like to feel crazy. Like I’ll die of overwhelming feelings! Good or bad. Maverick is super intense about everyone having a really specific purpose, so I guess mine is to seek intimacy, or something like that. I love TCOAL and BTD/TPOF!!! I’m teeeeechnically a slurry of Ashley Graves, Ren Hana, The Thorn (STP), and a previous host all melted together. You should be our friend! I promise it’ll be worth it!! ^v^

🌈 - Rainbow - they/them - 3

🌈HI WE LIVED ON A COMMUNE WHEN WE WAS LITTLE BUT NOW WES BIG. WE ALWAYS HAD BRAIN FRIENDS AWLAHS!!!! I LIKE UNICORNS AND DRAGONS AND SPARKLES AND RAINBOWS AND BIIIIG WORDS AND YELLING AND BUTTERFLIES AND BUGS AND DRAGON TALES AND DORA BUT I HAAATE BARNEY

🥩 - Raptorse - it/its - adult

🥩I only front to eat STOP BOTHERING ME WITH THESE STUPID INTROS. I like vore and cannibalism and guts everywhere and eating yor guts out omnomnomnom.

🚀 - Rocket - he/him - adult

🚀I’m Rocket. I don’t like people. I don’t trust you and I won’t trust you. I don’t trust anyone. I hate these intros. We’re better off alone.

🧦 - Socks - they/them - 15

🧦hiiiii! I’m socks. Unsurprisingly, I like socks. I like collecting socks. Especially colorful socks or silly socks with cool patterns. I like socks that go up to at least my knees but prefer thigh highs, though I don’t mind shorter socks as long as they look silly. I also like collecting littlest pet shop and squinkies. We had an animaljam account but it’s gone now because we didn’t log on after the flashplayer thing stopped working or whatever. I love Kakxyl, he is a big fluffy pink dragon and soooo cuddly.

🎆 - Starbound - she/any - ageless

🎆hey bitch. I’m Starbound. I like fucking waterfalls or some shit. And plants. I hold anger. I shoot lasers from my mouth. I’m crazy and angry and murderous and will fuck you up if you’re a bitch. Which you are. Bitch

💫 - Starlight - they/she - 4

💫hi I’m starlight and I like kakies very much and playmobil toys and stars and space and brown sugar and I hate stairs they are the scariest actually no escalators are scarier they’re stairs that move

🪱 - Tazelein - he/any - ageless

🪱hiiiiii~!!! I’m Tazzy. I like cute things and torture. I find pain very cute and enjoy seeing cutiepies squirm in agony. No, I wont introduce myself in a normal way <3! Aaanyway. I like sex and gore, especially when they’re mixed together. I’m the “evil” one, ahehe.

🕊️ - Utopia - they/any - ageless

🕊️hello. I enjoy spirituality and discussion about religious or spiritual concepts. I hold a fascination for all things spiritual. We currently consider our system as a whole agnostic, though we love theorizing about spirituality, and we believe it is possible to form deep spiritual connections that allow for such things as dream visiting or syshopping.

🦠 - Vitriol - it/its - adult

🦠we’re disgusting, evil, vile, a nasty disease on this earth. Everything about us is despicable, so you should hate us. If you don’t, you should. If you don’t now, you will. Befriending us is dangerous. Being close to us is dangerous. We’re evil.

🕸️ - Webber - they/any - ageless

🕸️ah, hello. :}. I am webber. I’m a spider deity. I represent trust. I enjoy cuddling and I’m quite fond of, well, tying people down. Please do not talk about wanting to kill spiders around me, it is quite upsetting. I love jumping spiders and tarantulas, though every spider holds a place in my heart.

🪷 - Willow - they/them - 21

🪷hey! I front the most nowadays I think, so I’m also sort of the host. I like rainworld, especially Five Pebbles my love! I’m part of the memory collector line, the most recent one, which is why no one else mentions me, because I’m just editing this to add myself XD

🔥 - Xray - xe/xim - primordial

🔥I do what’s necessary. When something is exceptionally difficult and no one wants to do it, I front to take care of it. I like flames, summer, and volcanoes. I’m Yarrow and Zenith’s husbandthing.

🌲 - Yarrow - yt/yts - primordial

🌲Hello. I am Yarrow. Zenith wants me to refer to myself as “spousething” for zer. Yes, I love zer very much. I reflect back to people parts of themselves they may not have seen. I like writing about our system and chronicling everything that goes on in the system.

🌊 - Zenith - ze/zer - primordial

🌊hiiiii I’m the overprotective Wifething of Yarrow and Xray. I also consider myself top mama of everyone in the system, including Nevermore. I guess that’s makes me top grandmama. I’m everyone’s mom’s mom!!!! If you’re a mom iiii outrank you. I outmom you. I’m the mom of all time. What else do you need to know about me? I like water! Splish splash.

[venussaidso]

Imma need yall anti Namor x Shuri parasites to stay the FUCK OUTTA MY SHIP TAGS 😭

If you don't like it, tag it as an #anti post PLEASE I AM BEGGING YOUU, you're literally ruining my day. I used to hate on shit too but I always kept it in the tags. Your think pieces are pretentious as fuck. I don't care, slut! Keep your sassy essays outta my lane!!

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But that's okay too, cause if you stay whining on my ship tags then I'll be blocking you sluts left, right and center; like I need to filter some trash after all. That's gotta be one of my favourite exercises 💀

[thelov3lybookworm]

Heyyyy my babygirlsssss 🥹🥹

I haven't been on tumblr much lately, so I decided to give u all an update on what's been going on and why I've been missing hehe

(Putting it under the cut becos i dont wanna clog up peoples feeds if they dont wanna read it. Also if you dont wanna hear me talk about my family, please block the tag "#ann loves her family •○°♡°○•" and "#ann loves her parents °♡°♡°♡°")

so. Some of you know that I live out of my home country (thank god. Hate that place with every neucleus in every cell in my body)

But, becos most my family lives in home country, I came to visit for 21 days. So I might still be MIA for a couple of weeks now because my cousin brother (from mommys side) is also getting married hehe

The day after we arrived, my cousin brother (not the one getting married. My dads sisters son) was like, "u havent watched films in theaters right" and me and my sister were like, yeah no. So then and there, he was like, lemme take u to watch something. Then the next day, he sat us down and made us watch inside out 1. Then the next morning he took is to watch inside out 2 in the theaters hehe

(It was in 3d btw. And IT 👏WAS👏AMAZING👏. Everyone also kept insisting i was saddness because shes literally me 😭 but i also feel like im anxiety+boredom+embarassnent+saddness 😭)

Then I went to my dad's cousins house and stayed there for one night, went to the beach becos my aunt who lives in America wanted to eat the fast food next to the beach lmao. And I went even though I wasn't feeling well 😭

Next morning, that is yesterday found out i had fever and thats why I felt like shit. 102° I think? Whatever. Received a lil vaccine to get rid of it becos on Tuesday I'm going to the town my grandparents and so, technically me, came from, and having a fever would just not do.

Also, like. My parents were so soft and stuff with me becos I was sick, my aunt was fretting over me and my cousin brother was also like patting me and stuff (which is not normal he usually loves to bully me but hes been acting very nice and im not complaining lmaoo(maybe becos we havent seen each other in almost 2 years))

So. My hair that I grew out so carefully was chopped off by my dad's second cousin 😭 she cut it too short 😒 but eh whatever. Imma be cool becos who cares it ain't that deep

Anyways. IM EXCITED TO MEET MY COUSIN SISTER WHO STUDIES NEAR MY HOME TOWN AND SHELL BE RETURNING WITH US. SHES ALSO THE ONE THAT ALWAYS SHOWS US NEW MOVIES HEHE AND APPARENTLY SHE HAS A LIST OF STUFF SHES GONNA SHOW US SO AAAAAAHHHHHHHH

Anyways, how yall doing bbgs

[the-dirt-eater]

maybe I make a pinned post. as a treat. this blog is a mess. it’s got everything i love in it, so it’s not specific to anything. welcome to the train wreck etc

call me dirt! she/her, genderqueer-ish lesbian. deemed autistic via peer review. (not diagnosed bc that shits mad expensive. but my therapist says that I am ‘very likely’ autistic so.) I’m a menace and I sometimes bully people as a love language. please please tell me if something I say is too far for you and I’ll try to be more careful <3

use my ask box for anything! but especially music recs and fun facts :D

I’m 22 so minors… be cautious? I’m not always gonna be pg. curate your internet experience to your needs.

TERFs, SWERFs, ace/aro exclusionists, pro-lifers, anti-palestine, anti- sex ed, anti- critical race theory, or any other flavor of bigot not allowed. i’ll stomp you into a paste :)

also I will block accounts that look like bots. if u follow me and don’t have any activity on ur acc imma block u. i’ll usually give people a day to like put a profile pic up but if you don’t you’re gone. <3

i’m not always good at tagging. my bad

more specific stuff about me past the cut :3

super into plants and bugs and mushrooms and music. can crochet and learning to knit. I rarely do art but I’m slowly learning to be better at that too.

specifically currently interested in:

• punk/rock/indie music

• tarantulas

• jumping spiders

• isopods

• cockroaches

• california native plants

• terrariums

• minecraft

• cats :3

• pet web games (horse isle 2, star stable)

also interested in (but less knowledgeable about):

• internet culture and history

• queer culture and history

• freshwater aquariums, including

- fishkeeping (bettas, comet goldfish, koi, various small tropical fish)

- shrimpkeeping!!!!

- aquascaping/aquatic plants

- low maintenance systems (no filter etc)

• video games and streaming

I watch way more youtube than is probably healthy so there’s that too.

omg I nearly forgot fandoms!!

currently obsessed with fall out boy and twenty one pilots. also into:

• hannibal

• good omens

• our flag means death

• heartstopper

• community

• doctor who

• some minecraft/gaming youtubers and streamers (ranboo, tommyinnit, nihachu, grian, technoblade. ik he’s gone but still)

• hermitcraft but i’m not up to date ever

• unus annus (rip)

• dan and phil

• wings of fire

probs more that i’m forgetting

music I like is. a bunch of genres tbh. indie, folk, punk, rock, some pop, video game music, some classic 2000s-2010s emo bands. very specific flavors of country-adjacent stuff. some psychedelic rock. more that i can’t think of. I have some halfway decent spotify playlists :P and here's my last.fm page

some bands/artists i like:

fall out boy

twenty one pilots

paramore

the crane wives

hayley kiyoko

los campesinos

the oh hellos

chloe moriondo

chappell roan

STRFKR

miracle musical

wallows

jack stauber

sir chloe

hozier

girl in red

jackie hayes

yea that’s me :) enjoy your stay here. drink water etc. bye!

last edited 9/2/2024