#(I usually don't really use queue but... well. here we are)

[threegoldfish]

Alright - I have decided to start a queue for once, which I haven't done before on this blog. I've replied to 11 things now, put them all into said queue, and I will start this one in a little bit - 11 things might not sound like a lot but since all my replies are multi para and sometimes a LOT of paras, I've written so, so much...

I have some in my drafts still, and I will reply to them too, just don't know if I have the energy for that right now. Might chip away on those during the day / night / next day. Just so you know I haven't forgotten about whoever didn't end up in the queue. ♥

I set the queue to posting 5 things during the span on 24hrs for now. Not sure if I will change that, but that means replies will come less 'spam-like' but more like, posted in regular intervals.

Thank you all for your patience. :3

[gyeomsweetgyeom]

Can I request for frat jaehyun doing this to sweets to fluster her after she was being petty with him over a small little disagreement hehe!

https://vt.tiktok.com/ZSM56UL15/

Yessss! You're really getting the vibes!!!

(cw: profanity)

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Sometimes your boyfriend made it so obvious that he was an only child. There were just habits and queues he didn't pick up on, that people with siblings or basic manners could have picked up on. He was horrible at compromising, he didn't like to share, and it wasn't always the best attitude to be around, especially when you weren't in the right mood.

He was sitting at his desk, looking more like a stereotypical fratboy than you'd ever seen him look before. He had a t-shirt on with the sleeves cut off and cut open practically down to his waist, a pair of gym shorts, and a backwards baseball cap on his head. You greeted each other with an exchange of pecks on your cheeks before you settled yourself onto his bed.

Time passed by in a comfortable silence while fratboy!Jaehyun studied and you scrolled through your phone. You groaned when you got the 10% of battery left notification and dug through your backpack to look for the charger you usually kept there, except, it wasn't there. It wasn't in the big pocket, not in the small pocket, not under your notebooks, how annoying. "Baby, can I borrow your charger please?" You ask with a tired sigh.

He looks up from his notes, "I'm sorry, Sweets I'm using it right now. I only have the one."

"But you're studying right now, you're not even on your phone. My phone is about to die and Kira is texting me about the guy she likes," you try to reason.

"My battery is pretty low too," Jaehyun replies.

You sigh, standing from the bed to grab his phone to check the battery for yourself, "really, Jae? 58% is low? Just let me use it for like 10 minutes please."

"If it were a grade, it would be an failing grade. You should bring your own charger, that way we don't have to fight over the one?"

You roll your eyes, too grumpy to try to correct his bratty selfishness today, "whatever."

You grab your stuff while grumbling to yourself. Then he has the audacity to ask, "Sweetheart, where are you going?"

You don't even turn around as you answer, "my charger is in my dorm, while I walk home I'd like to know that I can make an emergency call if needed and I can't do that with a phone that's dead. I have to go now since you don't want to share. I'll talk to you later."

You barely get to the door and pull it open when you feel his hand on your wrist turning you around to face him. He presses you against the wall gently, while his hand come up to pull the cap from his head. You watch as the hat spins between his hands and promptly fits back over his head before one of his hands comes to land right beside your head.

He's looking down at you now, leaning into your personal space with just a few inches between the two of your faces. Your breath catches in your throat while your face heats. His eyes shine with a glimmer of smug victory at your reaction. His voice is a low, husky whisper, "you're not going anywhere."

"Jaehyun-," you go to contest, but he presses a single finger against your lips.

"I read some of that book you left here yesterday. You highlighted a scene a lot like this one, do you like it?"

Realization dawns in your eyes, "did you not share your charger because you wanted to try this on me?"

Jaehyun hides his embarrassment with a rumbly chuckle, "and so what if I did?"

You lean up, pressing a kiss to his cheek, "well, I'd have preferred you not be an annoying little shit leading up to it, but it was hot."

"Yeah?" He asks with a smirk, "is it something I should do more often?"

You open your mouth to answer, but are once again interrupted by someone else. "Get off my goddess on earth, you horny former fuckboy devil. Here, Sweetheart, I borrowed your charger yesterday without asking and I got you some snacks as an apology," Haechan tells you, the difference in his tone when he talks to Jaehyun then you makes you laugh.

"Thank you, I thought I was going crazy just now," you smile sweetly at Haechan.

"You ruin everything," Jaehyun harshly whispers to Haechan so you won't hear him.

"I do it on purpose, you stupid sack of shit," Haechan bites back.

You roll your eyes as you plug your phone in. It's a good thing that Jaehyun is getting the full sibling experience here. It'll humble him.

[cinkotghoulette]

Some things about the Copenhagen ritual:

• The band was much more lively than in Łódź, interaction with the audience more, Rain and Phantom basically zooming from place to place sometimes

• Cirrus was such a cutie, I just can't express it with words 🥰 I love her

• Phantom and Rain got really cuddly with each other, especially after they read our banner that read "Shoot me with your love rocket" and then playfully debated for who it was

• We were on the left side, but Dew came to us very often so we got to interact with him a lot too

• Phantom and Cirrus circled each other on the stage for a bit on the stage

• Dewdrop and Cirrus played off each other beautifully, I loved their little competition

• Dew mimicked grabbing Papa's as before actually going for his waist

• Mountain had a veil again! I think that the top hat just wasn't working out for him, I saw him grabbing his mask to stop it from slipping so I have to imagine the hat was even worse with that

• Dewdrop did his usual mummy dust thing, but I think I saw him sucking on his fingers too or at least putting them in his mouth 😆(might have been a different song though)

• Rain played a lot with his veil this time around and I saw him fiddling with and adjusting his collar... Just 🥵

• Rain and Papa threw mummy dust at the audience (I think most of it ended up on the stage/behind the barricade), Rain even made a paper plane out of it, it didn't fly very well 😆

• Honestly I have to say that the band had a bit of a noodle arms when it came to throwing things this time around, some of the picks didn't even reach the audience (in Poland they threw them much further)

• I didn't notice this, but my friends said that Phantom or Rain, I don't remember, put a pick in the photographers hood while he had his back turned to them

• The organization of the venue in comparison to the Łódź one was excellent, kinda made you feel that the staff cared even though we weren't vip here, people in the queue were much more fun too

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

Three's a Crowd 2

Warnings: non/dubcon and other dark elements. My username actually says you never asked for any of this.

My warnings are not exhaustive but be aware this is a dark fic and may include potentially triggering topics. Please use your common sense when consuming content. I am not responsible for your decisions.

Character: Steve Abnesti, Steve Rogers, Steve Kemp

Summary: You’re offered a deal without all the details.

Note: happy friday

As usual, I would appreciate any and all feedback. I’m happy to once more go on this adventure with all of you! Thank you in advance for your comments and for reblogging ❤️

Your eyes stray to the table of cookies again. In the rush of days, blending together with back to back shifts and disparate hours of sleep, you lost track of yourself. When you finally thought to eat, you found an empty cupboard and just as desolate bank account. Rent, electricity, all that ate away at your already leaking reservoir.

Your stomach grumbles and you clasp your hands together, pushing on your middle to ease the clenching. You're so hungry you can barely focus on Caroline. You blink and make yourself listen. You don't want to be disrespectful.

If Kelsey is on shift tonight, she'll let you snag a bag of fries at least. Not the best meal, but something.

You feel weak the more you think about food. A bit dizzy. As you push your shoulders back, your eyes meet another pair. Steve smiles at you from behind his square glasses. You rock and give a sheepish grin.

You do your best to stay alert. You have a half-shift after this and you're not sure how you'll get through. You should have skipped today.

When at last the session lets out, you hurry to join the line, checking your phone for the time. You don't want to miss the bus.

"Working after?" Steve startles you as you shuffle up the table and reach for a cookie. The white macadamia are your favourite. You keep from scarfing it down as you so desperately want to.

"Um, yes," you reply.

"Bus?" He takes a cookie and bites into it with a hum. You're salivating.

"Yeah," you cough. "I should go catch it."

You wrap your cookie in a napkin and step out of queue. He follows.

"Would you like a ride?" He offers.

You nearly trip, "oh no, I couldn't. That's so kind though."

"I don't mind." He drawls. "You work a lot?"

"I guess. But really, you don't have to--"

"You look as if you might fall asleep on the bus," he muses.

"Oh, no, I'm... fine."

"Well, I do hate to keep you then but I hoped to speak with you about something."

"Me?" You utter in surprise.

"Yes, well, we all know each other here. I just thought... well, we all seem rather lonely, don't we?"

"Sure, uh," you look down at the cookie then him. "Alright, I'll take the ride. Can I give you some change for gas."

"Please, don't you even fret," he waves you off.

He follows you to the door and holds it open. You go ahead of him and nibble on the cookie, unable to resist anymore. He points you across the lot to the same car he drove past your window. The memory makes you cringe.

You stop outside the passenger door and chew furiously. He climbs in the other side, "coming?"

"I don't want to get crumbs in your car."

"No worry, please. It's cold."

You look down at your sweater. You're shivering. You're not so much used to the bluster as done fighting it. You cover the cookie and put it in your pocket. You dust off your chest and hands before you get in.

He turns the engine as you buckle your seat belt. A smooth hum rolls through the car. It's so nice you feel as if you might mess it up just by looking.

"Um, so," you begin as he backs out. "What did you want to talk about? I hope... when I asked about your wife, I didn't mean to upset you."

"Oh no, that's what these meetings are, right? We're supposed to talk about all that." He steers and glances over at you. "I appreciated you asking. You're a really sweet girl, you know that?"

'Sweet girl.' The way he says it makes you feel even small. That and how big he is. "Thanks, Steve..."

"I was only thinking. About you," he keeps one hand on the wheel as he leans his other elbow on the arm rest. "Working in that window. Two jobs, you said?"

"Yeah, one's only part-time."

"Still a lot." He remarks.

"But er, well, it's not... you don't need to worry about it."

"I do," he insists.

"Why, uh, well, we don't really know each other." You say as you peer put the window, your words sending a chill through you. You don't know much about Steve and you're in his car.

"I know you work hard. I know things have changed a lot for you since your grandmother passed. And you know how I understand that. That I'm going through the same..."

"Yeah, everyone in the group, I guess, um," you babble dumbly.

"I was only thinking... well, you lost more than your grandmother. You lost a whole life. You've had to adapt a lot more than the rest of us." He pauses and your stomach growls loudly. You wince. "Is that cookie all you've had?"

You shrug, "Steve, I hope... I hope you don't think I'm that helpless."

"Helpless, no, but we could all use help from time to time." He slows as he rolls into the lot of the fast food restaurant. The ride was a lot quicker than the bus. "Which is what I'm offering. Help."

"Ah, oh," you sink. "Is it that obvious?"

"You had a nice wool coat a month ago. You didn't have to fight to stay awake. You... spoke a lot more--"

"Right," you sniff. "It's nice of you to offer but I gotta learn to do things on my own now."

"Do you?" He angles in his seat. "Sweetie, it's no big deal."

"It is to me. I don't even know-- what is it? A job? You know I don't have a degree."

"Mmm, no," he pokes the tip of his tongue out and looks away. "Not a job, but... it isn't safe for you to be taking the bus so late. And definitely not good to be sitting in that cold window for hours."

"Steve, please, you're embarrassing me."

"I... I don't mean to so I'll be honest. I lost my wife, I miss her terribly. And you lost the person who took care of you. So we could... help each other fill that void."

You squint at him then your phone. You have ten minutes. You sigh.

"I don't know--"

"I am trying to be delicate here but... there's men who pay for girls like you. They pay a lot."

"What?" Your voice cracks. "You-- I'm not a prostitute. I--" you pull on the door handle but it doesn't budge. "Let me out. I can't believe-- I never even-- how--"

"I know you haven't before. Which is what I'm saying. I'll pay to be your first--"

You turn to him and hit his arm, "that's...wrong."

"I know. I'm just so... I would make it special, sweetie."

He reaches for you and you push yourself against the car door. Your eyes prick and you swat his hand away. You're humiliated that he would even think you would do that.

"Steve," you reach into your purse and take out a handful of change. You drop it in the cupholder and turn to unlock the door. He touches your shoulder and you shrug him off as you escape. "Thanks for the ride."

[miraculouslbcnreactions]

At risk of causing a wave of DP fans to head your way... I've noticed some parallels between the ML fandom and DP (Danny Phanton) fandom.

Both seem very active (even though DP has been over for a while) and seem almost gleeful to take the pieces of lore/potential/implications and completely run with it to a point where it's almost more popular than the original source material.

And yet, Kim Possible a show from around the same time frame as Danny Phantom seems to have faded in terms of fandom. (It’s also possible I haven't found the KP side of Tumblr yet and I am completely missing that part of the site.)

It's interesting to me that in this case shows which either don't realize or are unable to go all the way with their implications seem to have the more lively and active fandoms vs the ones that seem a bit more solid writing wise.

I don't really have a point here. Just find it interesting.

I guess I'm curious if this is a case of me cherry picking examples and declaring causation or whether you've noticed similar trends as well.

(Also my memory is very poor. If I've sent a similar ask that's in the queue, sorry! Please ignore/delete this one. I probably won't even realize it. :))

Generally speaking, the amount of fan content you can find for a given work has a direct correlation with popularity and unexplored potential, not quality. More popular works will naturally get more fan content because more people are thinking about them, but if the work is self contained, then there's not much left to do with it as this graph nicely illustrates.

This is why Kim Possible has 2,341 works on AO3 while Danny Phantom has 23,605 as of this post. It's not that Danny Phantom is the better or more popular show, it's than Danny Phantom has a lot of stuff that never got explored in canon. What does it mean to be half ghost? What would have happened if the series had continued after that massive cliffhanger with Valarie? What happened to Dark Danny? All wonderful questions that people want to answer!

If I try to think of similar questions for Kim Possible I draw a blank even though I watched a lot of that within the past year and it's been almost a decade since I watched Danny Phantom. Kim Possible is simply satisfying in and of itself. I'm sure there are good fics for it, but they're not answering obvious questions raised by the source material. A fact that is amusingly glaring if you go look at the most popular stories in both fandoms to get an idea of what's going on in them. One is mainly pure shipping content, the other is not even though both works had a similar amount of shipping content in canon. Give you one guess which is which. (This isn't a dig, btw! Shipping content is fine! It's what I'm usually looking for when I read fanfic.)

Note that unexplored potential need not be a bad thing. It can be a sign of bad writing or a sign of a well developed world or even just a sign that the work had a lot of hiatuses and people filled that time by coming up with ideas of what might happen next. Lord of The Rings has 56,681 works and I would never dare to call Tolkien a bad writer. He just wrote an incredibly popular and complex world that gave people a lot of room to play around.

I can usually guess if a work I love will have fan content, how much it will have, and what it will primarily be about. For example, I love The Good Place and it got millions of views, but it left no gaps in the story so fan content is going to be pretty sparse. I'm honestly surprised it managed 1,832 fics on AO3 though almost a fourth of those are crossovers so who knows if they're really about the show's cast. The rest appear to mainly be pure shipping content which is not a dig! It just shows you that the show didn't raise a bunch of questions that need answering. The story canon gave us was all we needed from the plot.

[venusmage]

Commission/Life update for 2024

EDIT 4/30/25

Progress is still happening! I've finished several large orders since the last update. As always, feel free to reach out to me with concerns and I'll get back to you as soon as I can. I'll be taking May 2025 off completely from coms as I'm finishing the school semester. Thankfully I'm not taking summer classes THIS year so commissions work will start again on June 1st.

The best days to reach me are Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays at the moment. Otherwise it might take me a day or so to get back to you. I work on my own projects on the weekends to preserve my sanity, lol! Just know if I'm drawing something else, I haven't forgotten my queue!

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Original post:

Just want everyone to know I AM okay now and life has gotten better recently. However the past year and a half have been extremely difficult and I'm only now getting back on my feet. I generally don't like sharing life details publicly, but as a freelancer with clients that have been waiting for a while I feel like transparency is key.

If you don't want an explanation for the delays and just want to know my completion timeline, that's totally okay. Here is all the info up front. I'm going to continue updating my commission queue as usual and will not be accepting any more orders until ALL of the queue is completed. I'm working on finishing the half and full bodies first since they've been the longest waiting in queue. Then the rest. I don't have a set date in mind for when they'll be all done for good but the goal is by the end of the year. I think that's more than doable for me now. If you're a client of mine and have questions/concerns, please message me either here or on Discord and I'll do my best to help you. My username on discord is the same as my Tumblr username. Twitter and Ko-Fi are also options but I don't check them as frequently. I usually work Monday-Thursday so that will be the best time to shoot me a message or expect an update to the queue.

Information on what's been going on is below.

CW for mentions of death, financial hardship and homophobia.

As a few of you might remember, in 2019 I was disowned by my mother for being a lesbian. I made the choice to go no-contact. Since then, up until LAST YEAR, she's routinely harassed me or had other family harass me, stalked me on social media, tried to get to me through the website I take commission orders, and threatened me multiple times. I was forced to move across the country both because I felt unsafe and because my partner had family elsewhere that were more accepting. I've had to change my phone number twice.

It's been extremely difficult both financially and mentally to keep my head above water. In 2021 my grandfather died and I still haven't felt like I've been able to properly grieve. I wasn't able to see him due to her and I wasn't invited to his funeral. We were very close and he meant the world to me. In 2023 my grandmother passed away very suddenly as well, and my mother used it as an excuse to harass me over ko-fi/my professional email. It was such a horrific experience that I fell into a months long spiral that I only just now feel like I'm climbing out of. This is when commissions first stalled. I was also starting to get overwhelmed, as I had to take on more work than I could realistically handle in order to pay bills and rent. That's really it - I just had to take more orders so we weren't kicked out of our apartment, and as my mental state deteriorated I couldn't keep up.

The good news is that my wife and moved earlier this year we're living with supportive(!) family now and our financial burden is much lighter. This gives me time to work on my backlog without re-opening. I'm also going to school again, back in college starting this summer for a second degree. For my own health after commissions are finished I'm likely going to take a break on opening them for a good while, even though I really enjoy doing them.

In the past two months amazing and not-amazing things have happened. The amazing thing is I got an ADHD diagnosis, something I didn't even know had been ruining my life for years. I'm still getting used to the proper medications but I'm already seeing a big improvement. It's as much of a relief as it is frustrating. My mother also reared her head again (like she usually does at least once a year) - this time, though, I learned she'd had a stroke. While I'm not involved with her anymore, I think most people could understand how it would still be a very weird and upsetting situation. As of right now I'm free of her once again, she seems to be making a good recovery and will hopefully continue to live a happy life far away from me. Still, those two things back to back have been a LOT to deal with on top of just trying to get better in general. I stepped away from the internet for a while for my own sanity.

The downside to being a freelancer is that there's not always a safety net. That's what happened to me. Thank you all very much for being kind and patient, I genuinely have had nothing but polite interactions with all of you and I really appreciate it. I'm sorry my personal bullshit got in the way of getting my work done for you. This is the longest I've ever taken to complete commissions and it's something that I'm deeply ashamed of. I promise they will get done. Being medicated and starting to recover from the family drama has revitalized me a bit. If you have any questions or concerns please reach out.

[birdofmay]

Whenever I see the discourse about disability stalls I'm like "You guys didn't have your physical disability all your life and it shows" because I've been using the disability stall all my life and therefore have seen people entering or coming out of it all my life. It's not a philosophical question for me, it's just a normal fact. I KNOW who uses the disability stall.

I know that it's different when you have a progressive disability or suddenly became physically disabled/impaired as a teen or adult and were told "This is for wheelchair users" all your life and then later learned "Alright, it's also ok for cane users" and then at some point "Well, some people need a hook for their stoma, they're allowed too." You have to constantly adjust your "worldview" about for whom disability stalls are made then.

But whenever I need to pee and someone with no visible disability aids and no carer leaves the bathroom, we just nod in passing and that's it.

And if there's a long queue, those with incontinence who need to change so that they don't stay wet for a long time are let go first. Or those who let us know that it's really very urgent for whatever reason. No questions asked.

When I first realised that this is a real discourse on here I was so confused because I wasn't aware that people who weren't "significantly" disabled all their life have different opinions on that. It's as if you've been crossing the street when the light is green all your life, and suddenly people argue that this light is only for people in green clothes because the "man" is green. And then they say that alright, it's also ok for others as long as you have the shape of the "green man", i.e. don't wear skirts. And later they agree that animals are ok too, as long as they accompany a human.

And you just look at them, absolutely confused, because you learned that it's for those who want to cross the street safely, nothing more nothing less.

Maybe it started because some of us were complaining about people who can use a normal toilet misusing the disability stall. But that doesn't mean "Leave if your disability isn't obvious", it means "Stop occupying the only toilet we can use for your lunch break."

If you can't use a normal toilet, or if the normal toilets are inaccessible/are unsafe, use the disability stall. But please use it only for things it's made for.

That's it. That's really it.

If you're blind and the public toilets are inaccessible, use the disability stall; especially if you can't hear your white cane in crowded public toilets. The sinks usually have sensors, so you don't have to touch too much dirt or accidentally get water all over you. Use the handrails for orientation and balance. You have access to the complete roll of toilet paper, not just one or two strips. You won't accidentally scratch your hand on dispensers.

As long as you only use it for things it's made for, use the disability stall. Just make sure that people who may need it more can go first. How? Just ask.

[love--and--venom]

XDH Hard-ish Thought

I have a roughly 40 minute drive to work and I usually end up daydreaming during my commute, which probably isn't safe but oh well. Anyway, I've been doing this thing where I have a line-up of songs that I use as the backbone of these daydreams. I don't think it would translate well to a full fic, but I think it's chef kiss

The songs I play: Crazy Form, Ateez -> Teeth, Enhypen -> Cyberpunk, Ateez -> Taste, Stray Kids -> Wake Up, Ateez -> GGUM, Yeonjun

You may notice a trend. The choreo gets increasingly suggestive/sexy/hip thrust-y. So here's the scenario:

You're a sound tech (or some other job idk) for Xdinary Heroes, but also you're their girlfriend (yes this is an OT6). For whatever reason their recording session is delayed (I used a blackout for my excuse today) so you and the boys are chillin in one of the dance studios. Gunil decides to do an impromptu live to pass the time and chat with Villains. You have your dance playlist going and are half-heartedly doing the choreo.

Villains are saying that they can see you in the background, so Gunil asks if you're okay w that and you're like yea sure idc and then the list I wrote above starts playing and you get INTO it. (mind you, you're wearing a tanktop and joggers).

The boys are suspicious once Ateez starts playing, but Crazy Form isn't too intense but then they relax bc Teeth has some suggestive lyrics (sorta) but the dance is tame. They believe it's safe now. They are wrong.

Cyberpunk starts and you need a chair IMMEDIATELY but the only two in the room are occupied by Gunil and Jiseok. You decide to kick Jiseok off the chair bc he's more lenient w you. Now with each song, they start staring at you, Villains abandoned in chat. Gunil, Suengmin, Jiseok, and Jungsu are giving you THE dom stare which you, conveniently, don't notice. Jooyeon is absolutely delighted until he remembers that other people can currently see you, then he turns 😨. And poor Hyeongjun is trying to look Calm and Unbothered despite his bright flush giving him away.

At this point, Gunil has fully turned around to stare at you with The Look (pls know what i'm talking about). You are blissfully oblivious up until the first verse of GGUM. You are now fully aware that you fucked up and falter for a sec before continuing. You're already in trouble, so why not? You can see the 'dont you fucking dare' on their faces since they're all aware of Yeonjun's choreo. You do it anyway. After the song ends, Gunil asks "had your fun?" and you know he's at his limit.

You don't have a deathwish, so you change to a different playlist and pull your stolen chair up to the phone, right next to Gunil, so you can answer Villains' questions. The other five are sitting along the wall btw. You fuck up again but this time it really was an accident! You had to lean forward to read the comments without realizing your tanktop is cut low enough to put your tits on display. Queue: xdh panic. Responsible Leader Gunil immediately holds his hands up to cover you (nothing bad his palms are facing the camera). Jungsu gives you his sweater and the live turns somewhat normal.

And then you start bragging about how these boys would be lost without you, how you are the backbone of production, etc etc etc just singing your own praises to the fullest. So Seungmin interrupts you with a sarcastic sounding "okay princess we get it" BUT you know what that petname means and it has you snapping your jaw shut and sitting ramrod straight. Gunil hits him with an "O.de, be nice" and things get quiet for a minute until they get a text saying the issue with the studio is resolved so get your asses to rehearsal.

Gunil ends the live and turns to you with a hand clamping down on your thigh. Uh oh! You're in danger, haha. He, Seungmin, and Jungsu start ganging up on you with stuff like "did you have fun showing off what's ours" and "you better hope Villains don't post any of their screen recordings" (bc lets face it, obviously at least one person was recording). So you turn to the other three for help and they go "nope don't look at us, you brought this on yourself".

This is usually when I get to work, so I don't actually have an ending. Knowing me, you go through rehearsal like normal except super horny. Villains do post your choreo and the implications from the way they talk/look at you. Now the internet has seen you body roll and hip thrust and shake it like Wooyoung in crazy form. RIP to you ig cus there is SO gonna be a punishment or seven when you get home.

This was kinda all over the place and poorly executed but oh well. Stay tuned for more series updates soon!

[echonidae]

:"D an assortment of pagedolls, as examples for a new commission option, to be available from Dec. 2nd onwards!! will be posting more info on the upcoming batch in a moment!! :3c

but yes, from left to right we have my boyfriend's @struikbeheerder lil' goat-persona, my own vaguely-bat-looking Creature™, his character Grimm, and then good ol' Oliver :')

([psst!! go check out his art]!! :3ccc) some info and musings under the read-more!! :3c

these were suggested long ago as options (Sibbi! thank you again!!), the issue at the time being that it wasn't really something i was used to drawing, lil' stylized full-body portraits like those– that's changed this last year or so, particularly with all the doodles :'3c

these were already really fun to work on, and i hope folks will like the pagedolls as an option as well!! :')c

they're going to be $15 USD each ($20 for the very very intricate characters, which is always discussed case-by-case), static images with transparent backgrounds, always full-body and just the one character (and the usual pet/familiar allowances!!), clean lineart with flatcolors and a teensy bit of highlights here and there c': the .png files are always sized with a minimum 1000px of width or height, and can have the lil' floating bits and bobs or not, outlines and other little visual effects, bits of background of any sort, and so on!! :')c

they also have their own queue, since these don't take too long to finish much like doodles, but they also are meant to follow the usual feedback process of larger orders (updates at sketch, lineart, coloring, and before finalizing), so they'll get their own list :')c no set amount of slots, and no limit to how many any one person can order!! but i will be working on those two orders at a time :')c

but yeah, there you go!! pagedolls!! (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ)

hoping in the future i can offer them with little animations too :'3c for now, just wee lil' guys floating about… :'3c

[from-stars-to-shadows]

I got the energy. fuck it I'm gonna write it! (kinda) its not a fic but more like a synopsis on how we first met! also I didn't spell check this so sorry lksjflds

Ship name: We were never strangers || Leo x Kaden

Single tag: ♌;

Nicknames for each other:

Leo calls Kaden: Foxling or Snaps Kaden calls Leo: Pup, sweet boy, menace (depending on the mood lol)

I've taken the liberty of using my past irl job for this ship because it fits and some scenarios from my real life interwoven into my ship!

dividers by saradika-graphics! :3 || pro/comship + doubles + rpf DNI || This is a selfship post about Kaden and Leo this is not an x reader. do not call it as such. Thank you.

So some of you may or may not know that this guy works at his families pizzeria!

I just so happen to work nights at a pizzeria just down the way... the one more central to downtown and surrounded by bars- yippie (sarcastic confetti pop) I live off of monster energy drinks and Yen+ magazines because it gives me something to do between the dead hours of 9pm till around 1AM when the rushes start.

It feels like time isn't real and I haven't slept in 7yrs, ladies sit on the counters in their short little skirts sometimes with or god forbid without undies on to which I have to remind them to get off the tables and stop flashing their cat around. Frat dudes strolling in complaining to me about why a slice (that's technically 2 and huge) is $3.75 and that I need to personally fix the price. dude I just work here. to girls walking in on a cold november shivering "Can I have free food I'm freezing" No you can have a free exit though, wear a jacket, idiot it's -15. To the too drunk to stand who think our tip jar is a drinking glass and empties their Gatorade into it so we have the fun of fishing our meager loonies and toonies out of a blue sugary pond...

Queue the boss. "Kaden, your coworker is off tomorrow morning I need you to cover day shift" s'cuse me what? sir it's 3AM and we open at 11AM I gotta be here at 9 in the morning are you high? I don't say it I sleepily sigh and remember I need the money even though its shit and nod my head like a good little subordinate.

The next morning I'm dead. Almost as dead as the Pizzeria. It's a Sunday, day shift we hardly get business on weekdays let alone a Sunday after everyone has partied their brains out. I'm flumped over the counter, face first, arms out. I smell like freshly mixed dough (which oddly enough smells like fruit loops...?) I got flour on my apron and my hair is pulled back too tight and I haaate itttt.

Someone comes in and I kinda don't hear.. oops..

Queue Leo...

"Well this is what people like to see when they enter an establishment. Are you even alive?"

I lift my head. "No sir, I am dead inside, what can I get you?" oh no.. he's cute...

He bites back a laugh. "Nothing really, was just checking out the competition"

"Competition?"

"Yeah, doesn't look like much"

"Thank you for that.... you can leave now..."

"No, no, no, not you.. I'm talking about the menu, it looks lifeless..."

Leo looks at me and smirks, telling me I look like I need a nap and I explain that this is what a double shift looks like when you're on both night and day shift and he remarks that's why he's never seen me before.

"Thought this was your first time in here?"

He admits he saw me slung over the counter and wanted to know what was up 'cause he never seen someone do that before and the usual girl who's in here is always so bright and chipper.

I make tired jazz hands and say "yippie" which actually gets a laugh out of him. even cuter..tf?

We start talking... like a lot... without really realizing it, maybe one or two customers have come in but other than that its just been him sitting here, chatting it up. He's funny...he's also sweet.

Once he leaves he said he might pop in on the evening to see me at my "best" and I snort and tell him its still tired me just more bitchy and bratty and he said he's excited to see it (It's where his nickname Snaps came from! because if customers fought with me I could snap back real quick with a witty remark, no I didn't care if I got in shit they knew that I knew they needed me lmao)

I think nothing of it and just assume it was a one off but... he keeps coming back... he knows now its dead from 9PM till rush.. he'll order something to appease my manager who works with me on nights but he'll stay and chat with me. Sometimes he is already there before I get there, standing outside... sometimes he's there with a large coffee

"It's better than that energy drink crap, drink somethin' a little better...okay so 's not much better but you won't crash as hard." he'd get this shy look on his face that honesty... was adorable.. not that I'd admit it though "I uh, I also bought you food, real food, non greasy pizza food--"

It became some what of a routine and eventually he did ask me if I'm free sometime if we could hang out.

From that moment onward Leo and I have been inseparable.

He even helped me get out of that shitty job!

[notthequiettype]

about an ash

hello hi howdy etc, since tumblr has completely fucked up the way a blog's subheader looks on mobile and it can't be expanded any more, we're making a pinned post!

the basics: ash • old and unhinged • ao3 • twitter • ask • currently into hockey and hrpf, always into something • i block u18s and bad vibes on sight • if you consider text nsfw, i'm the definition • nsfw images are (usually, but imperfectly) tagged unsafefw • i keep a full queue, do not tag anything consistently, and generally don't use read mores • like and reblog at will, you're not bothering me • i know the difference between fiction & reality. do you?

i am a wild and oilers homer with a third team that just kind of alternates depending on my interest but i do follow most of the league throughout the season and there's not a single team without a couple of guys i like and i will read and write anything if it interests me enough, including probably every kink and kind of """problematic""" content you can imagine (well, not that one... or probably that one, but no palette can hold every color, right?)

i love asks and love chatting with you guys but am sometimes bad at responding (as we all have the right to be! be nicer to yourselves!) and often save nice messages instead of replying so i can hoard them. also if you don’t want to send anon or if i have anon turned off, please know that whatever account you send me a message from is always safe with me, if you ask me not to publish your name if i answer a q, i am happy to do that <3

i hate the tumblr messaging system, but i do try my best to use it if someone sends me one, tbh the easiest place to have a conversation with me is twitter (which i also have an info post about lmao)

i block ruthlessly and plentifully -- bad takes, annoying content, not appreciating leon draisaitl like he deserves, being mean to connor mcdavid or the minnesota wild -- my definition of 'bad vibes' above is broad and it's probably not personal and tbh i will tolerate a lot if i like you and i'm very easy to please!

i will not ever block you for being horny in my notifs tho, even if it is not my flavor of horny, for i respect no greater freedom on this here website than that one

if you are primarily a matthew tkachuk fan (or only here for my matthew/leon content) i'm afraid you are likely to be extremely disappointed

okay, that's it, i think! sorry to have to be a pinned post guy, i really was so close to doing a sarcastic dni and didn't so at least there's that, love you!! <333

[autumnatical]

Everything Everything, live @ TivoliVredenburg, Utrecht, 01/09/24

First time seeing them in over 6 years ! ! ! I don't travel a lot, but it was worth the trip to NL just for the gig alone, not even the 3 hour delay on my return trip could change that (thanks DB).

Random assortment of thoughts (athoughtment):

venue was a bit of an odd choice, it was a nice building and very central, but they had a bunch of other concert halls (mainly for classical/orchestral music I think?), and EE played in a tiny hall on the sixth floor. for some reason, they made us wait downstairs in the foyer where the queue very quickly blockaded anyone from getting through, so they had to shuffle us around a bunch.

also there was a (classical?) music festival happening in town and some events from that overlapped with the show, so there were two Very Distinct crowds in the building and our queue got some Disapproving looks lol.

despite the weirdness of the venue, the hall where they played was great, good acoustics and very intimate. me and a friend were there pretty early and stood second row from the stage, though we drifted a bit over to the left because I chatted briefly with some folks there.

crowd was great too, good vibes, everyone I met was lovely. someone complimented my ATB shirt and a few people got really excited and started pointing at me at the start of Kemosabe :^) also shoutout to the person in front of me who moved the water bottles on stage so I could see the setlist.

there was a girl directly in front of us in the queue and at the stage who was wearing an AMAZING homemade Mountainhead shirt, a button-down with the logo on the front and "I left my work in the pit to come here" on the back, which (I think) she embroidered herself. really need to step up my game the next time I see them lol.

the show itself was stunning, though sadly Pete wasn't there :( I was hyping him up to my friend (who hadn't seen them live before) because he's usually the only one who matches Jon's energy/stage presence. we were directly in front of Alex and he might as well be wearing an "I'd rather be programming synths right now"-shirt lol.

the setlist was really solid, though leaning very heavily into singles (I think only Metroland and NotLK were album-only, and I was blown away by both), and not playing too many newer songs. I can understand why they do it (people at the front were very into it the entire time, but most of the crowd obviously got much more involved near the end when they played Cough Cough/Distant Past), but it's a bit of a shame anyway.

also 90 minutes every 6 years is not enough I feel like a kid whose parents (british bands and european tours) got divorced, badly. have they considered that they could just play for 3 hours? maybe?? as a treat???

I feel like someone on setlist dot fm is making fun of me specifically, bc they added Violent Sun to the setlist which. it was definitely not on. like I saw the setlist on stage at the start and also if they had played it, I would not be alive any longer (as per my previous correspondance).

I don't really understand Mad Stone as the opener (they could swap Mad Stone and Wild Guess around and it would work much better imo), but I was glad for all of the Mountainhead we got.

Jon very clearly sang Arch-Jeremy for one entire chorus and I tragically didn't record it (only have a couple of videos which I'll post later). but it's real and it happened and it's real also.

burned guitar my beloved but also beloathed. I think Jon's on-stage performance is much more engaging when he doesn't have to play guitar and can move around more freely. but also the burnt guitar is really cool.

Enter the Mirror live fucks so severely. that is all.

the show was completely sold out (I think the venue holds ~600 people) and merch was also pretty much gone by the time I left (I got litchrally the last shirt and they only had a few tote bags left I think), so I hope it made enough money for them to consider an EU tour soon. EE at the Gloria in Cologne is my dream gig, so I'm manifesting that for next year. . .

[keepmovinjunior]

respond to the following prompts out of character, then tag others you'd like to get to know a little bit better.

ROLEPLAYER NAME: jenn :)

ROLEPLAYER PRONOUNS: she / her

MUSE NAME: megara

PREFERRED COMMUNICATION: here or tumblr IM

EXPERIENCE: i started on myspace back in 2006 ; my first ever characters were rouge the bat and rita from oliver & company. so many fond memories of that honestly! we all had a group of lady disney dogs who were friends <3

PREFERRED ROLEPLAY TYPE: i really like everything, honestly. banter, crack... just those little fun things are great, because i don't always have time to do longer things, and they're just so much fun and good for keeping a muse's voice fresh and having characters bounce off of each other! but longer threads are great too, and i really enjoy them a lot for world and relationship building between two muses.

PET PEEVES & DEALBREAKERS: too much like... out of character moping tbh, like. i get that sometimes we all have to let it out and that this place is very supportive and therapeutic in a lot of ways, but... at the end of the day, everyone is responsible for themselves, and they have actual therapists in the world. also. this is my happy (hopefully) drama free place to escape from the issues of the real world and have fun, and i assume it is most everyone elses' here, too, and it gets really draining to see people playing victim all of the time (it's obvious when that's being done), so i don't engage with that kind of energy. also, if you're pushy. like the "hello???" messages if i don't respond, or the asking if i'm responding to you more than once, that's one million and one percent gonna turn me off. just be chill, no one owes anyone anything here, we're all having fun and we have lives.

PLOTS OR MEMES: hmmmmmm, this is hard. probably plots. i appreciate memes for the icebreaker aspect, but they don't always fit my character. sometimes i edit them a bit to sound more like meg, and i would encourage any of my followers to do the same too, if they want to with me!

BEST TIME TO WRITE: i have more time during the day if i'm wfh / have the day off, but i usually feel most creative at night, lol. i try to run a queue though. it's not working v well because i'm excited and always want to post things right away but we're getting there team

ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSE: in some ways i think so; she's more like me than a lot of muses i've written. i think meg, jane, and maybe elsa are the disney gals i'm most like, personally. we're both women around the same age (meg's older for a disney female romantic lead, which is refreshing), we've both had our hearts broken, we both don't have any biological family whom we keep in touch with... and we both have been guilty of using dark humor as a defense mechanism. also, i am soft and enjoy *~ kisses and hugs *~ like meg, but don't tell anyone no one can know i am a geek and nerd ok. but at the same time, meg is not entirely a self insert. she's a lot funnier than me. she's had a harder time in life than i have by comparison, and she lives in a much worse time for women, lmao. also i really admire her sacrificial side, the fact that she'd do anything for her loved ones, and her moral compass. she won't harm someone she loves, even if she dies in the process. i want to be that way, and she's an inspiration to me because of it.

tagged by : @peculiarbeauty the one and only belle, ty queen <3 tagging: anyone who wants to!! steal it ya filthy animals

[ddelline]

free-for-all (wips) friday

blurb | alright so an adsr update is still a lil aways, hence posting this as a sneak peak (of new! writing! finally!) editing the bulk of the prev posted 33k (which is now at 36k, yikes lol) took up the majority of my time, and I ended up lagging behind

premise | road trip! the first bit, which serves as a sort of of a calm before the storm-bit. we'll also be seeing some action in this one. queue dramatic music (or some shit) verrry short in comparison to my usual wip postings, but I don't wanna get ahead of myself and reveal tooooo much

The journey down to Nagoya is an exercise in restraint. Satoru would be surprised, but it feels futile to try and conquer and divide among his emotions, considering he’s already expanding a great deal more than he’d do for literally anything else. 

The convoy pitches stops at several checkpoints along the route South. They make Satoru and Yūji get out at the first two, flash their IDs and recite where they’re headed and why. Yūji is restless with energy, shifts his weight between his feet and tilts forward whenever he’s addressed.

Satoru, for his part, and in contrast to Yūji—slouches, drawls his syllables long and makes himself a bit more caustic with each unnecessary interruption. It’s one thing to halt the caravan and inspect its contents, but wasting precious time—time no one has, least of all Satoru and Yūji—on subjecting them to a rote inspection protocol each and every time—it’s grating.

“Gojō-sensei,” huffs Yūji—who seems less and less inclined to let Satoru off the hook with each passing minute—once they get back on the road. “You could be a little less harsh, no?”

Satoru quirks an eyebrow. “Who’s being harsh?”

Yūji’s expression turns deadpan. “C’mon, sensei.”

Satoru relaxes into the steely side of the truck. He doesn’t say anything. It eventually prompts Yūji to continue, “They’re just trying to do their job. Same as us.”

“Same as us, huh?” muses Satoru. “That’s one way to look at it, I suppose.”

“Well, how would you look at it?” asks Yūji. It’s not particularly challenging, more genuinely inquisitive. 

Satoru glances across the cramped space; Yūji has fitted himself between a wooden crate and a pile of grain sacks. His legs splay long and loose across the floor. He’s looking far at a spot over Satoru’s head.

Satoru cracks his neck. “If the authorities were operating at a disadvantage I’d concede to your point. As it is, they’re well aware of what’s happening and when. Same as us. Wouldn’t you say, Yūji—knowing what you do—that we’re wasting a considerable amount of time? Going through all of these checkpoints; ticking all these rote, regulatory boxes—for what, exactly?”

Yūji counts off his fingers. “I mean. It’s not slowed us more than what—twenty, thirty minutes though?”

“Thirty minutes that could spell the difference between life and death.”

Yūji’s brow creases. “I—not really? Right?”

“Why wouldn’t it?” Satoru tips his glasses up to his hairline. Doesn’t miss the way Yūji’s eyes twitch wider, but can’t imagine reaching for it right now, attempt to grab it for himself to enjoy. “Every minute we’re sat here, rendered effectively useless, is a minute we’re not getting back. It’s thirty minutes spent ineffectively—thirty minutes we shouldn’t lose.”

“So use it on me,” replies Yūji promptly. He locks eyes with Satoru baldly. “Use it to—I dunno, teach me something. That’s useful, right?”

For a few seconds Satoru can’t do anything but stare. Frankly, he’s becoming a bit tired with himself—with how effectively he’s rendered mute, sometimes, when Yūji turns his sincerity up to a T, lays it belly-up for Satoru to stare at, try to make sense of.

“Sensei?” prods Yūji.

Satoru puffs a breath he hadn’t realized was stocking in his chest. “You’re something else, you know.”

Yūji rolls his eyes.

“No indulging me, huh.” Satoru arches an eyebrow. “Well, in that case—walk me through yours and Megumi’s infiltration op, would you?”

[melonthesprigatito]

Had an absolutely peak Build a Bear experience last weekend. I only ever get to go to Build a Bear once every couple of years because the nearest store is 70+ miles away and we just happened to be going to that city for a Christmas day trip :)

In summary:

Couldn't find a Riolu (AKA the entire reason I wanted to go to Build a Bear in the first place) Before you say "But Riolu is online exclusive?" Well, this particular Build a Bear shop is a big cheating cheater. They put their online stock on the shelves even if they're probably not supposed to. I got a Glaceon and a Pikachu from that store and they had plenty of OTHER Pokémon in store, just not Riolu

Made the incredible discovery that they sell BLUEY AND BINGO Build a Bears!!! I found out about that months ago but I completely forgot about it so it felt like discovering it all over again. Anyway I picked up Bingo

Showed the deflated/ unstuffed Bingo to my sibling and, they immediately responded with "Oh my god they killed her!" Other sibling walked into the store shortly after, and said almost the exact thing word for word, but for the Blueys instead. Just stopped and said "They killed Bluey. They killed him." which led to Sibling 1 and 3, and a random bystander child to correct him that Bluey is, in fact, a girl. I had the opportunity to crack a "Build a Bear is technically necromancy joke I learned from Tumblr

It was like, EXTREMELY BUSY. The kind of busy where there's barely any space to move around. Including the staff. There was this one employee standing there, handing out stickers as I was queueing to get Bingo stuffed and he was like "Do you want a sticker? :)" and I was like, yeah sure because why not, but the sticker ripped as he was pulling it off and that was the last sticker in the roll he was holding. This man, god love him, he was DETERMINED to get me a sticker. He just straight up said "I'll be right back" and abandoned me in the queue before I could say "Oh it's okay, I don't need a sticker" leaving me standing there, feeling SUPER guilty because holy shit it's really busy, I'm inconveniencing that guy over a sticker I only half heartedly agreed to😭. But he did get me a sticker. Remember that, because it had consequences later.

My dad started a conversation with the sticker guy, just making small talk like "Oh, you're really busy today." and the sticker guy responded with "Oh, we're usually busy on the weekends" and said something about how Christmas is just EXTRA busy. My dad said he was a brave man for coming into work that day.

Sibling 3 took an interest in the axolotl Build a Bear and my mother fell in love with this little brown fluffy bear but neither of them bought one

The lady at the stuffing machine was great! The stuffing machine was really long and there were maybe three or four people getting their bears stuffed at the same time I was. At first I was a little sheepish about being a grown ass woman getting a Bingo Build a Bear so I admitted as much to the stuffing lady but she was really supportive about it. Apparently she worked part time at a primary school at some point and they used to show kids episodes of Bluey first thing in the morning and eventually she got more excited to watch it than the kids were. I was so distracted by the conversation that my foot slipped off the pedal and I only noticed when the Stuffing Lady was looking around like 'where's the stuffing???' and I apologised about it. Apparently that kind of thing happens a lot.

Stuffing lady asked me if it was a special occasion (foreshadowing) and I was like, nah, I just felt like getting a Bingo because why not, Bingo is great and a different stuffing lady within earshot, who was also stuffing a Bingo agreed with me. The kid who was getting his Bingo stuffed looked so excited because the adults were talking about how cool Bingo was.

I kinda jumped the gun and picked a heart out of the basket before I was asked to and she commented on it like "Wow you've been here before/ you know what you're doing!" I didn't think much of it at the time and only realised a few hours later while browsing the Build a Bear Tumblr tag that I might have accidentally thrown her off her game a little because both of us forgot that you're supposed to make a wish and do a ceremony to fill the heart with love before you put it into the bear.

I asked if I could get a cotton candy scent and the Stuffing Lady went "Of course you can get a cotton candy scent!" She let me sniff the resealable bag to see if I liked the smell, then she rubbed it all over Bingo. I don't know if it's part of Build a Bear procedure or if she was just playing along, but she very noticeably rubbed the scent over Bingo's nose as if she wanted to let her smell it.

The next part is filling out a birth certificate. I typed Bingo's name into the tablet thing, then my first name. My mum suggested I leave age part blank but it pulled up a "Please fill in all fields before continuing." error message and my mum didn't like that. Honestly, I agree with her, why does Build a Bear need my age??

The lady at the checkout ALSO asked me if it was a special occasion (more foreshadowing) and I was like, nah. Paid for Bingo and a waterproof drawstring carry bag to put her in instead of the house box. I was planning on getting the bag because Storm Darragh was raging outside. It fuckn WIMDY. It was raining a lot too. I almost forgot the birth certificate and so did she. I asked for the birth certificate, and she turned around to the printer, picked up a certificate, read it and asked "Is it Bingo?" (As in, asking if I named my bear Bingo) I mention this because the second those words left her mouth she had a look on her face like she thought she had just asked a stupid question.

There was also a birthday party happening. I saw a group of kids wearing paper Build a Bear birthday crowns and all of them had their own Build a Bear.

I only found out once I took my coat off later, that the sticker I was wearing the entire time had a message along the top that I hadn't noticed. It said "Birthday Wishes at Build a Bear." It was one of those stickers that you had to fill in your name so I just thought I was wearing my name on my coat…. The ENTIRE TIME, those Build a Bear employees thought it was my birthday! And I was walking around with a dopey expression, completely oblivious to the fact I was a walking "It's Her Birthday!" sign. I thought it was just part of their script to ask if it was a special occasion, so I didn't catch on.

Anyway here is Bingo Supreme

[cfr749]

20 questions for fic writers

tagged by the wonderfully kind and lovely @coraclavia. If you haven't checked out her work, go do it right now!!

1. How many works do you have on Ao3? 19

2. What’s your total Ao3 word count? 354,235

3. What fandoms do you write for? The Rookie!

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

Beneath Your Beautiful... queue Isn't it ironic by Alanis Morissette 😬

Want You to Stay

However Do You Want Me

One Time Thing

Lucy's Little Secret

5. Do you respond to comments?

I absolutely try to, but sometimes I get behind. Tbh I usually want to respond the minute I see one come in, but don't want to scare anyone lmao. But I read every single one, often multiple times. And you might just get a response from me two years later 😂

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Oh man... I think this has to be We Built Sandcastles, because I have yet to give it an ending and it hurts me too. I'm so sorry. 😭

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

I'm gonna go with However Do You Want Me... what's happier than banging on an airplane to save the world?

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Not really... thankfully, 99.9% of the interaction I've had on my fics has been positive and that's a testament to how wonderfully supportive this fandom is of its creators 😭

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Yup... the horny kind? Lol... queue Lovin on Me by Jack Harlow. I am pretty vanilla, and I do usually focus a lot on the emotional aspects over the physical. I also generally prefer writing the foreplay over the actual tactics of banging, but I try.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

Lol... well... one time when I was 13 I may have written an AU where Justin Timberlake and Nick Carter were normal boys attending the same high school 😂...

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Thankfully, I don't think so!

12. Have you ever had a fic translated? 

I don't think so, but any time someone does comment on one of my fics in another language, I am just honored and blown away that they found it entertaining enough to work through the language barrier.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Yes! Want You to Stay with the amazing @poppypickle. I will always be so thankful that the Chenford fandom brought us together, and so grateful for that creative experience. Truly one of the coolest things I've ever done. ❤️

14. What’s your all time favorite ship?

I think Chenford still holds this crown.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

We Built Sandcastles, but I actually haven't written anything I've truly given up on. I still think about this universe and write down bits and pieces here and there. I'm also still working on Beneath Your Beautiful!

16. What are your writing strengths?

Weird reality TV AUs? Sexual tension? Feelings?

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Probably too much exposition / time in the character's heads spelling out their motivations vs. letting readers come to their own conclusions.

I'm not always consciously aware of it in my own writing, but sometimes I suspect I'm a little sappier than what I'd normally I prefer to read.

Also I'm slow and sometimes leave my readers hanging for extremely long periods of time (I'm so sorry).

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

Depends on the context, but, for me, I'd have a hard time without a native speaker to consult with. No strong feelings against it though.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

BSB + NSYNC

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

I'm going to go with one I haven't mentioned yet, which is Cruel Summer because that fic was utterly batshit, came out of literally nowhere, and was so much fun to write!

--

Thanks for the tag, Cora!

I am tagging @poppypickle @queseraone @goodgirlssayiloveyoutoo @rememberthismomentx @thisnightissparkling089 @makeitastrength and @summerongrand (apologies if y'all have already done this and I missed it)!