#Bruh like just BLOCK ME IF I ANNOY YOU

[lalagoona]

If you're annoyed at me "seeing everything between two characters that are clearly just friends romantic" just block me and move on bruh. Let people have fun with harmless ships. People can ship two characters even when they're not canonically dating because shipping is a silly fanon thing that you don't have to take seriously if you don't want to.

[penwrythe]

That last ask wasn't about israel palestine btw, I fully believe israel needs to stop their genocide immediately.

Its you personally I've got a problem with

That's great that you support Palestine!

But the last ask and this ask is a bit - I don't know how to word this - odd to leave in my asks.

What did I even do?

Is it my blog's organization? I know I'm very reblog-heavy sometimes (I do have a side account for reblogs, but sometimes I like reblogging here because I have a larger following on this blog). I'll make sure to be more consistent with tagging reblogs and put unrelated reblogs over to my side account.

If navigation is an issue, here is the pinned post on my blog with links to tagged posts:

If it's not that, then is it my art? Is there anything I need to improve on my art? Like I need to draw more people or more variations on my character designs? What about anatomy, shading, textures, etc? Is there anything I need to improve there?

Is there an issue with my current project, World of Relics (Rise of Relics and The Mundane Realm included)? Is there anything I need to improve on my concept, worldbuilding, or characters? What about my past stories and projects I had started and never finished?

Was it my posts on autosexuality? I'm...that's literally what I am to myself. Idk, I guess self-love is problematic now.

Were you someone I had wronged or made upset? I do apologize for whatever I have done, but please let me know so that we can discuss privately what I have done wrong to harm you. Just leaving two asks like this just does not help me understand what to do. If you are holding me accountable for something, letting me know what I have done wrong helps me understand how to avoid harming anyone else. Please let me know.

Like, I know no one has to like me. But it's honestly odd to leave an ask like this. You don't have to let me know that you don't like me or find me annoying. If you don't like me, why did you leave asks like this? You can...leave me alone? Block my blog?

I'm Penwrythe on the sites listed on my card. Just block me if you are on the same sites as I am. That way you will never see anything I post anywhere. I will become nothing to you. Nothing for you to worry about.

You do not have to let me know that you don't like me. Just block me.

[spaciebabie]

sorry 2 the ppl who find that they're the ones mostly starting convos in our dms. i aint got shit ta talk abt.

[chagrin-roses]

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[vulcandyke]

okay if one more mormon from my old ward emails me i'm going to turn evil and be mean to them

[i-have-zero-chill]

there's actually nothing wrong with seeing Tommy as a plot device to lead to buddie it's just the way some of us are interpreting the story. people on the internet get so offended by others interpreting a show in a way they disagree with. like they literally take it as a personal slight even though we're all on here just writing metas about made up people. and i'm glad we're all here doing that because it gives us serotonin but at a certain point you need to realize none of it is that deep. the idea that bucktommy being canon somehow erases all the choices the show has made over the years that point to buddie as a love story is ridiculous.

yes i think Tommy is good for Buck. no i don't think they'll be endgame. yes I'm enjoying their relationship and i hope we get more next season. yes i think Buck and Eddie are soulmates and there's no getting around that. this is simply how i'm consuming the show and i'm not doing it to spite other shippers specifically. why can't we all just consume content the way we want and leave it at that.

[bbyjackie]

𝐒𝐎𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐒 𝐀𝐒 𝐀𝐂𝐄'𝐒 𝐆𝐅 — ♡

one piece social media + dating pt.2 feat: ace

♡ liked by chef.thatch, marco_o and 11.4k others

_ynln: mad he lost a handstand contest to some kid 🥱🥱

tagged: ace

ace: tell me how i got rated a 6/10 and that rat of a human got 9/10 🫤

↳ marco_o: you definitely got bullied as a kid with that attitude (liked by chef.thatch, _ynln, yamatoto)

↳ _ynln: MARCO JWVFIJBVFQO 😭😭

↳ ace: just letting you guys know, i wasn't bullied. i was the bully 💪💪

↳ izou.u: that does NOT make it any better

↳ saaaa_bo: why are you proud of that, all you did was bully luffy

↳ ace: now i'm not saying i stand with bullying but.. ☝️

↳ yamatoto: BUT WHAT???

p1rateking_luffy: Hehe Ace remember when we used to have handstand contests and Makino was the judge! 😁

↳ _ynln: omg that sounds adorable

↳ ace: yeah and you would fall on your head

↳ ace: makes sense why you're so stupid

↳ p1rateking_luffy: what does that mean

↳ ace: see what i'm saying

↳ saaaa_bo: you're literally the last person that can say anything

♡ liked by nicorobin, p1rateking_luffy and 9.6k others

_ynln: girls don’t want no scrubs!

[music: No Scrubs - TLC ♫]

tagged: lovenami, nicorobin

nicorobin: had so much fun with you 💗

↳ _ynln: I MISS U ALREADY

ace: YOU ARE SO BEAUTIFUL I CAN'T STOP LOOKING AT THESE PHOTOS 😍😍❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥💝💞💕❣️❣️

ace: I AM NOT A SCRUB GIVE ME A CHANCE!

↳ _ynln: stop i have a boyfriend

↳ ace: screw him, i'll fight your boyfriend

↳ _ynln: he'll mess u up

↳ ace: HE PROBABLY STINKS

↳ _ynln: yeah he does LMFAOO (liked by saaaa_bo, marco_o)

↳ ace: 😐😐

ace: PLEASE ONE CHANCE PLEASE 😩😩

↳ _ynln: YOURE SO ANNOYING 😭😭

lovenami: WHEN CAN WE HANG OUT AGAIN

↳ lovenami: I MISS MY HUSTLE PARTNER ALREADY

♡ liked by iampops, sh444nks and 13.1k others

_ynln: i want to be that dog so bad

tagged: ace

marco_o: holy shit i've never been jealous of a dog

↳ ace: dw u can kiss me anytime 😘

↳ marco_o: bruh no i meant i want to sock you in the face

sh444nks: HAHAHA this is so good

↳ _ynln: omg i made it in life, redhair shanks commented on my post????!

↳ iampops: Yn I comment too

izou.u: first photo made my day, thanks yn

↳ yamatoto: real!!1!

p1rateking_luffy: AHAHHAHAH THIS IS SO FUNNY HAHAHHA

saaaa_bo: this photo is free therapy

ace: WOW THIS COMMENT SECTION MADE ME REALISE ALL MY FRIENDS ARE FAKES

↳ yamatoto: so glad ur self aware!!

↳ _ynln: love u i swear!

↳ ace: u r full of shit

↳ _ynln:❣️

♡ liked by saaaa_bo, iampops and 18.4k others

ace: my pookie dookie 💩 💗

tagged: _ynln

_ynln: words can't explain how much i hate that caption

↳ ace: my sweet white mocha frappuccino with two pumps vanilla, chocolate drizzle and one scoop of java chips

↳ _ynln: omg wow i was so close to pressing the block button

_ynln: rare photo of ace w a shirt on ‼️

saaaa_bo: @_ynln blink twice if u need help

iampops: W photo 💪

↳ ace: POPS WHAT

↳ marco_o: WHO TAUGHT YOU THAT

↳ iampops: Big slay ☝️☝️

↳ iampops: Yn no cap 🚫

↳ izou.u: someone literally needs to come get their grandpa 😭

↳ _ynln: pops using colloquial language needs to be protected in a museum (liked by ace)

p1rateking_luffy: Yummy food 😋😋

[sabh0]

Little rant and probably a controversial opinion, please don't burn me at the stake for that If i asked you to guess how many dazai anon accounts have i blocked here till now, what number would u think of? Bc i just checked - i currently have 9 of their accounts blocked. 2 from this week alone. And it's not like i go around hunting for them. I just randomly open tumblr to check what silly things did ppl say about my art, and then i see 50 different reblogs, comments or asks from dazai anon alone, being no longer only mean to Chuuya or skk, but bashing my art or telling me to off myself!!! Yay!! And u know, it wasn't a problem in the beginning. The stuff they write is comedic with how stupid it is. I could also interact with em smh (ngl, they left me for a good while after i drew them and chuuya making out that one time). And as i said, before they didn't attack me personally. But then i started getting comments that i shouldn't interact with dazai anon bc something something they're mentally unstable? Like im sorry, but how is this my problem. They come to me and regularly tell me to hurt myself, but i can't even reply to them bc "sab, it's no use, they're sick smth smth smth, just block them"?? Like bruh aight, it's just that sitting silently actually starts to affect me. Bc no matter how many accounts i block, they come back with a new one the moment they realize they're blocked. And the whole carousel of "block, dont interact" starts again. I just think it's not really alright to tell ppl that they can't in any way stand up for themselves? Why do i have to care about personal wellbeing or a sad backstory of someone who doesn't respect mine? Why should i even know about their problems? They're a complete stranger to me and i don't really go around reading random people's biographies on the internet. Like aughhh it's seriously starting to annoy me now,,,, i'm not saying ppl ACCEPT what dazai anon does, but using the excuse that they're not okay mentally just doesn't sit right with me, idk. Mental health problems should never be an excuse for hurting others, imo.

[openminded-freak]

Wally Darling x Feral!Reader

I haven't seen too many fics on the reader being an absolute little shit and I think it's a hilarious thought, so here we go

TW: Swear words are used, rape is mentioned briefly (just one word)

🔥 You used to be known as the gremlin child in your friend group. Slept all day, stayed up all night, blasted whatever music matched your vibe, and was known for being a downright degenerate

🔥 You'd often end up in the deep, dark corners of the web after your hours of surfing the internet, and, eventually, you stumbled across a blog about an estranged children's show called Welcome Home!

🔥 You thought it was cute, but grew especially fascinated with the show's main character, Wally Darling

🔥 He grew fascinated with you too. A lot

🔥 So he nabbed your ass and took you Home

🔥 When you woke up on his living room floor, you didn't freak out like you thought he would. In fact, you were eerily calm. You sat up and looked at him with a blank expression on your face that he couldn't possibly hope to match

🔥 "If you don't tell me where I am in the next three seconds, I'm running out the door and screaming rape." Wally didn't know what that was, but he knew his friends would be concerned if a stranger ran out of his house screaming anything, so he explained the situation

🔥 You just nodded along as he spoke until he was done. "So, like, I'm stuck here? With no hope of getting out?"

🔥 "Yes, but it's okay, Neighbor.. Your dear friend, Wally will help you settle in..." He cocked his head and smiled.

🔥 "... Yeah, no, fuck that mess. I'm gonna find someone that actually has an ounce of sanity." You tried to walk out but Home wouldn't let open the front door.

🔥 "Open the door before I break a window and get out that way." Home opened the door.

🔥 You met the neighbors and despite the fact that they probably deserved to know that Wally was actually fucking crazy, you wanted to preserve their innocence, so you just acted like you just moved in.

🔥 There was actually a new house on the block, completely suited to your personality, so it wasn't a lie.

🔥 You settled in quickly and made friends with your neighbors (except for Wally), often doing activities with them and hanging out.

🔥 Meanwhile, Wally was distraught! This wasn't going how he wanted at all! Every time he tries to talk to you and explain himself, or apologize, you act like he's a fly @:(

🔥 "Shoo, shoo fly. Bye bye, now." "But.." "Go away 👹."

🔥 You found a boom box in your house and used that to annoy the shit out of him as payback. You tried different genres of music so find which he disliked the most, and then stood outside Home and blasted it at night.

🔥 Turns out, he strongly dislikes rap. He finds most of it distasteful. So, of course, that's what you always play. Your favorite was Short Dick Man by Gillette, you thought it suited him so well 😍🥰

🔥 Yeah, no, he fucking hated that song. He didn't quite understand the lyrics but he could take a guess that you were poking fun at him. He'd poke his head out the window with an uncharacteristic frown. "Would you please.. turn that off.. I can't sleep."

🔥 "Bruh, we both know you literally can't sleep, bffr." You'd turn it up louder.

🔥 Julie would sometimes join in on the fun too. She thought it was such a fun game! You'd just snicker and pass her the boom box.

🔥 Wally decided he'd had enough and marched up to you. "Neighbor, I'm very tired of your games.. You've been acting very unneighborly..."

🔥 "Ok boomer lol"

🔥 At this point, even if he did find a way to send you home, you'd refuse. It's become your life goal to harass him until the day you die. And you don't think you can die in this world, so you get to haunt him forever, isn't that fun? ❤️

[bbyquokka]

🤌🏻 you've seen the vid of binnie taking a donut from a STAY at the fan meet? Imagine that it wasn't just any STAY it also happened to be his s/o!

Just thoughts of binnie scanning which stay to take from and he spots you and takes yo donut and you sit there like.

... "bruh, I got this for us to eat at home why 😭" still had fun at the fan meet tho and you adore interacting with your boyfriend at fan meets loool.

powdered donuts paired with sugary sweet love

FLUFF BELOW CUT – MINORS, AGELESS & DEFAULT BLOGS; DNI

warnings: she/her pronouns used, idol au, food mentioned (donuts), established relationship. words: 0.6k ~ (689)

dont repost. dont translate. feedback and reblogs are highly advised and appreciated!

the local bakery is just a few blocks away from where skz are currently holding their fan meeting. you can hear the sounds of the cheers and screams from the many stays as well as the music for s-class playing.

as you step inside the bakery, pick out four donuts for you to indulge later on tonight. you hear his voice bellowing in your ears as you pay. you smile to yourself as you listen to his cheerful laugh, a laugh that erupts from deep within his chest whilst making everyone else around him laugh too from how contagious it is.

you step outside, clutching the box. you decide on making a detour to see how the fan met is going plus, you want to see your lover after not seeing him for a few weeks.

you stand a few feet away from the crowd. enough to be seen by changbin but not enough to be shooed away from the event organisers plus security.

you chuckle to yourself as you watch skz interact with stays, taking photos and talking to them. you spot changbin, feeling your heart swell and butterflies flutter in your stomach from how beautiful and soft he looks. your body fills with pride, eyes filling with tears as you watch him. you couldn't be proud of changbin, proud of how far he has come.

you've watched him struggle with his own mind at times. the exhausting hours, the never ending sleepless nights and his body battered and bruised from the ruthless dance practises as well as him losing his voice a couple of times. you've been by his side, his shoulder to lean on and you're so proud of him for sticking at it and never giving up.

whilst reminiscing, you fail to notice changbin making a mad dash towards you only to be stopped by security. changbin frowns and pouts, protesting as you watch him become flustered and somewhat annoyed.

“she's my girlfriend! she won't hurt me, just let me past please.” you see him mouth, practically begging the guy, but security just won't budge–until stray kids manager comes over and explains the situation and who you are. luckily for you, you're on good terms with skz and the team behind them, which allows you just that little bit of leeway when it comes to stuff like this.

changbin hugs the manager before beaming as bright as the sun. he runs over to you, engulfing you in his arms. your eyes widen as you laugh, holding the box of donuts away so you don't drop them.

“i've missed you so fucking much.” changbin whispers, eyes closing as he inhales that scent of yours he has missing so dearly. you smile softly to yourself, melting into his body. the scratchy fabric of his outfit rubs against your cheek but you endure it just to be held by changbin that little bit longer.

“i've missed you too binnie. so so much.” you whisper.

“i only have a few minutes until i have to go back. i know i shouldn't stray away from stays but as soon as i saw you, my body went into autopilot.”

“i understand baby. you have a job to do so it's ok.” changbin pulls away slowly before cupping your cheeks and kissing you sweetly on the lips. you hum softly, reciprocating the kiss and melting into his touch and the heat from the palm of his hands.

“what you got there then?” he says, nodding at the box of donuts.

“oh!” you open the box to show him the powdery, sugar coated dough. “just a small snack for tonight. thought i'd treat myself for after dinner.”

“yum!” changbin smirks playfully as he grabs a donut. you pout and whine as you watch him take a bite out of the soft dough. “this is delicious! very sweet, but delicious!”

“binnie!” you whine. he giggles softly as you sigh and roll your eyes playfully at him. you reach out, swiping some powdered sugar away from the corner of his lips with your thumb.

“it's a good thing i love and adore you, seo changbin.”

note: soft binnie eating donuts equals a yes from me. 🥺 he's so baby girl coded -sobs-

tags (open): @sstarryoong ; @oshimee ; @fairylouist ; @septicrebel ; @bbujiikseu ; @alyszaen ; @writerracha ; @aestheticsluut ; @xcookiemonsteer

[fluttershyes]

Oh no now the bot accounts are raiding your ask box T_T

(the ones asking for money like c’mon bruh)

fuck off. if any of the gfms ive linked to are fake then lmk immediately w proof and ill take it down, but if ur just complaining you have to look at so many palestinians asking for donations than i hope you realize that 1 im doing that on purpose, right now my blog is getting a lot of traction for a couple different posts and that means a lot of eyes are on my page and 2 that also means that more palestinians who signed up to tumblr to try and crowdfund probably found my page for that reason. right now i feel like the least i can do is answer their asks and share their links but its going to fucking seem like spam if you dont take a second and think about just how many people there are in palestine being brutally martyred disabled poisoned raped and abused just for the crime of being palestinian. i really could care less if you find it annoying because maybe people who just followed me but dont know me can just block me rq or whatever…

[curlandshudder]

tw sfx practice

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omg wow im so good at special effects gore makeup

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but if you don't like it, just block me. don't report. that does nothing. truly.

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bruh these are barely even cat scratches. my bl4de is so dull :/ i got new ones today, but i was so annoyed with these last night.

[bomber-grl]

Hiro + Fanfic reader/writer

Pairing(s): Hiro Hamada x Gn!Reader

He obviously knows what fanfiction is

He’s always online so it’d be a surprise if he didn’t

Hiro probably found out when you casually mention liking to write and how you have a blog

Either that, or you casually mention loving to read something from a specific blog

Hiro wasn’t suspicious and fanfic didn’t immediately come to mind, he was just curious and kept asking you about it

Honestly? You lied about it. But then you started to think about why you’d even bother to lie to him of all people

He’s literally an abomination and says the most rancid, cringe things that’d put bakudeku wattpad fanfics to shame

Either those or BTS shipping fics, those are truly another kind of atrocious ai could never replicate that

The only reason you tolerate him and his cringe ass way of speaking is because he says it purely ironically

After you thought about it, you finally decided to just tell him

And the look bro gave you…

He gave you the worst stink eye bruh

Yknow that “somebody smells like shit” trend? Yea that’s his reaction to you

Lil bro is horrified

To the point he pulled out the 100 yard stare /j

Nah but fr he’s a bit weirded out cuz of karmi and her weird self…

Overall he doesn’t rlly care unless you write about his superhero persona (if u don’t know) and Or about real ppl

If that’s the case, he will give u a side eye

If that’s not the case he’ll just laugh at you being nervous to tell him

Eventually tho, he really starts to get curious and begins to pester you about what your blog/ fanfics you read

The best thing you could think of was to just ignore him

But then one faithful day you get a notification that reads-

“Fnafl0v3r6 followed you”

The horror and dread you felt was beyond me

It was honestly too late to consider blocking him, he had already liked/ reposted your fanfics, and even reposted the ones you already had

Might as well consider committing because there’s truly no coming back from them

You ignored him for so long, his messages and calls alike until you quite literally couldn’t anymore.

So finally after awhile of not seeing hiro, you meet up with him

He doesn’t say much at first but then goes on a annoying ass rant about your fanfics and how could you ignore him and i don’t even know anymore

You started ignoring him after the first five minutes

Despite not rlly liking it because of the weirdo (aka karmi and I will not tolerate anyone denying it, I will die on this hill)

He eventually decides that maybe it’s not that bad as long as no one’s getting hurt and there’s nothing weird being written.

So if you’re a writer he immediately starts stalking your page

You even start to wonder if he’s constantly refreshing because he reblogs and likes all your work

He may or may not make some weird requests under the guise of being funny (ex: Trump x Biden, Shrek x Kermit)

Anyway, the worst thing about this (aside from him doing the above) is that he’ll sneak behind you like a gremlin-

It doesn’t matter where as long as there are people in ear shot and he asks, very loudly, what fic your reading

He’s so Loud bro it’s not even funny

If cass knows you wouldn’t even be surprised, hell, if everyone in that cafe knew you wouldn’t be surprised either

[seungcheolslave]

ONE GRAND PHOTOCARD

No Synopsys Seventeen AU

Genre : Fluff

Pairing : ??? x Reader (First Person POV)

Word Count : 453 (very short)

(Feel free to correct my grammar, it'll help me to improve)

(❁´◡`❁)

My boyfriend has been acting weird for a couple days. It seems like I’ve made a mistake but he did not even dare point out my fault, so i’m completely clueless. We’ve only had a brief talk because he kept trying to run away amidst the conversation which is also upsetting me.

He doesn’t even look me in the eyes, his gaze patently avoids me. I was so done and here i am now blocking his way off against the wall and glaring at him madly. He surrendered and resignedly took a glance over and over until i cupped and squeezed his face tight and gave him a smooch on the lips.

“Don’t even think to escape from me now, you brat. You better talk and tell me what’s my fault” I grabbed his shoulders strugglingly despite the height difference. He’s shifting his sight to my face and look at me awkwardly. There was a moment of silence, just two of us staring at each other.

“It’s embarrassing to tell” He finally breaks the stillness and not letting himself to speak with honesty yet. He won’t lose that easy. I kept giving him fierce look until he sighed loudly.

“Goddamn just tell me, I won’t deride, i promise” I convinced him with a big smile on my face. Using violence doesn’t seem to be effective, he might afraid i will bite his ass like i always do. Then I became somewhat gentler and affectionately caressed his baby cheeks.

“I…I was upset cuz you’re obsessing over Seventeen stuff you’ve named as the ‘daddy line’ or whatever it is. Moreover, to this goddamn dude, Kim Mingyu.” He pouted sheepishly and looked so annoyed. He leans his head over my shoulder and keeps whining about it. He seems like he’s ready to be slapped by me because it sounds ridiculously preposterous, but i did nothing.

“You what?? Oh my Lord” He left me dumbfounded for a moment and i can’t control my laughter after. I find it somehow funny and cute at the same time. How lucky i am to have witnessed his adorable side, all for myself.

“I saw you bought his freaking photocard for almost a grand” He whimpered on my shoulder like a big baby. Bruh, i mean he’s my bias, i do what fans usually do.

“To speak frankly, you were ignoring me out of jealousy?” I’m trying to make it clear, just to ensure i didn’t do anything wrong outside of this issue.

“Maybe” He answered nonchalantly and just nodded feebly.

“But Cheol, you’re their leader” I wrapped my hands around his waist and laughed so hard at his cuteness, finding it amusing. And he just kept grumbling at me afterward.

ヽ(￣ω￣(￣ω￣〃)ゝ

[skyyguy]

Bruh I’d give you both kidneys for a failed first date. I know we’ve chit chatted about how Gale had his doubts about them working out. Maybe John has a work emergency and now Gales helping John deliver a foal. Granted both have probably done it a thousand times…

You don’t have to give your kidneys, man, you can have this for free

John’s smiling sheepishly, phone in hand. Gale’s expression is thunderclouds as he eyes the device, annoyed. He’d already had misgivings about this date, yet he’d decided it was just paranoia, and yet, here he was. 

“Seriously?” 

“I tried to get someone to cover it, but nobody could,” John pleaded, pouting out his lower lip. 

“You could have rescheduled this, then,” Gale suggested, motioning between the two of them. John looked offended at the suggestion. 

“Absolutely not! It took this long for you to even agree to this one date, I’d die before I rescheduled,” John said firmly. If Gale weren’t so annoyed, he’d roll his eyes. John’s behaviour brought echoes to Gale’s mind that sent shivers up and down his spine. 

“So, you decided being on call and taking me to a fancy restaurant, in your sunday best, was a good idea?” 

“Uh… Ya, I guess,” John shrugged, “I didn’t expect to get called tonight… And especially not for Drama, she’s not supposed to foal for two weeks,” John explained. 

“Drama’s a horse. They don’t operate on human time, John,” Gale bit out. He knew the horse in question, had helped train her years ago. John frowned and looked at the table, trying to figure out how to fix this. 

“How about this, you come with me, help me deliver the foal, then we can go get ice cream?” John suggested. It hadn’t taken long to figure out Gale had a massive sweet tooth and that ice cream was his favorite. Gale’s expression softened slightly and he considered it, chewing his lip. John wanted to grab his chin and pull the plush lip away from those teeth. Instead of doing that, he kept one hand in his lap, one hand on the table holding his phone. 

“Fine. But only cause I know Drama and Logan,” Gale sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose before rising. His expensive, pale pink dress shirt bunched where it was tucked into his pants and John was gripped with the desire to completely untuck it. If only that wouldn’t block the view of the tight fitting black slacks. John breathed out a sigh of relief through his nose. 

“I’ll go pay for our drinks,” John said before he said something else, something that absolutely would embarrass him. Gale just nodded and pulled his beat-up black leather jacket on, seeming to take comfort in the weight of it. John headed to the bar while Gale went to the front door, apologizing quietly to the hostess. 

“Good girl, you’ve got this, gal,” Gale muttered, stroking the dun’s sweaty neck. She knickered tiredly as another contraction hit her. Logan stood at the stall door, watching nervously. They hadn’t ever had a horse foal before. Gale knew from experience, it could be quite nerve-wracking. Thankfully, John had jumped right in and was doing everything right. Which, Gale, realized, he shouldn’t be surprised about. It did things to him, to see how competent John actually was, but Gale shoved those feelings away, something to unpack later. 

“Com’on Drama, you’re almost there!” John encouraged, scratching her hip, as if the horse could actually understand. It almost seemed like she could, as the mare gave another large push, squealing with the strain of it, and the foal slipped out, a mess of liquid and amniotic sac. 

“Good girl,” Gale cooed, scratching behind the mare’s ear, smiling at her. 

“Logan, you’ve got a nice looking colt here,” John called to the horse’s owner. He smiled up at them and nodded, encouraging them to come into the stall and see the colt. They knelt down as John was working on scraping the sac off the little grey body. 

“I’m gonna get her up,” Gale announced, rising to his feet and leaning over to tug on Drama’s halter. The mare snorted in annoyance and tossed her head as best she could, but Gale was more stubborn, and she gave in to the gentle tugs, rolling herself to position her legs under her and pushing to her feet, shaking shavings off her body as soon as she was up. Logan and John rose too, stepping away from the foal so Gale could turn the dam to the baby. Drama’s ears pricked and she bent her neck to sniff the foal, shavings blowing away as she blew out on the wet, grey form. Gale was at the ready to pull her away should she show any sign of rejecting the baby, exchanging a glance with John. 

Right as John was going to tell Gale to pull her away, Drama nuzzled against the baby and started to lick him, stepping closer to him protectively. Gale reached down and unclipped the lead rope, passing it to Logan, as John stepped closer to Gale. 

“You make a pretty good tech, y’know that?” John said happily, smiling. Gale shot him a dirty look. 

“I’ve delivered foals before,” he explained, rolling his eyes. John didn’t look surprised, but he did look impressed. 

“Well, you can come deliver foals with me anytime,” John said, nodding as if that settled something. Gale didn’t want to ask. 

“Thanks, Dr. Egan,” Logan spoke, their gaze fixed lovingly on their horses, watching Drama lick and nuzzle her colt. 

“Anytime,” John said kindly, “but if you don’t need anything else, I’ve got a date to finish,” he said, glancing at Gale before holding out his hand to Logan. Logan took it and smiled. John made quick work of packing up his stuff, used gloves packed in a special trash bag in the back of his truck. 

“So, ice cream,” John started. Gale flinched slightly, as if startled. John frowned, suddenly worried by that reaction. 

“Uh… Yeah… About that, I’m feeling pretty tired after that…” Gale muttered, something John couldn’t place in his tone, “I think I just want to head home and go to bed,” he finished and John felt his stomach sink. 

“Oh. Oh ya, sure, sure that’s fine!” John tried to sound chipper, “I get it, that was definitely a lot, no worries,” he explained, too fast. Gale nodded and bit his lip, not looking at John. 

“I can get a lift from Logan, if you want,” Gale offered. 

“No! No, no, it’s okay, I’ll drop you off, it’s on my way home, anyways.” 

“If it’s not too much trouble…” 

“None, none at all,” John fumbled for his truck keys, unlocking it and watching as Gale circled the front to slide into the passenger seat. He took a deep breath and got in, turning on the truck and pulling out of Logan’s ranch, waving at them as he passed the barn door. 

The ride was mostly silent, with the exception of the radio, playing old country music. John didn’t know if Gale liked it– he didn’t, but he wouldn’t change it if Gale did– but he wasn’t even sure Gale was hearing it. His eyes were unfocused and he stared out the window at the dark passing by. 

Gravel crunched as he turned onto the drive for Gale’s ranch, driving to the front door of the house. He threw the truck in park and turned in his seat to Gale. 

“Hey, so, Gale…” John started. He didn’t get to finish as Gale turned to him with wide eyes, a panicked look in the blue, before he fumbled his seat belt off, threw open the door, with a hurried thanks for the ride home, and jumped out, slamming the door behind him and nearly sprinting into the house. John stared after him, a pit opening and his stomach and heart plummeting into it. He knew he should have gotten that night off work. 

[olderthannetfic]

I've had one person get mad at me for tagging something because it's "condescending" to them to do so and another thank me for it because it's how their brother died and they're used to it not being tagged and stumbling onto it. They can read it, they just need a heads-up so it doesn't smack them in the face out of the blue.

I know it'll anger a lot of people who follow your blog but honestly I'm more happy that I didn't randomly trigger memories of someone's brother's death than I am sorry I annoyed the first person by "condescending" to them. If 'accidental death via ___' in the tags offends someone to read then I'm sorry, I'm not trying to be rude here, but I find that way more sensitive than the person who's actually traumatized. That person actually went through shit. You (the complainer, not you specifically) read one tag. There's twelve tags total. Most of them are pairings + specifying what ending of the game the fic is set after. I do my best not to overtag but if a description of content angers someone that's just beyond my ability to warn for. What, should I put "TW: this author uses TWs for specific and graphically depicted causes of death" at the very start of the tags so people don't get offended?

I'm sure someone is going to cry, "you should just tick the box for character death, not tag a specific cause of death!" but I would like to invoke an old fandom stand-by line in response, "Don't like, don't read." If my using a tag offends someone, they should just block me and move on. Why am I in the wrong for tagging a method of death being caused?

I really think if someone finds something that small and easy to skip offended, they have a victim mentality. Even though they're on the opposite side of the spectrum of antis in terms of preferred reading material, they have the same "you have hurt me and I intend to make it your problem" mentality, and it's just embarrassing because... they're adults. Old enough to know better. This is the internet. Not everyone is going to cater their content to you, including their tagging practices, and people aren't obligated to change their tags so that your delicate feelings aren't hurt. The world is not about you.

It wouldn't annoy me so much if this person hadn't then tracked down my tumblr - which took some doing, as I don't have that info on my AO3 profile and the names are different - to whine about it.

Bro. Bruh. Sometimes scrolling past is the mentally healthier option. Not being an anti doesn't mean you're behaving in a healthy, rational manner.

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The appropriate response to most "overtagging" is to roll one's eyes and move on, yes.

I'm certainly happy if an actual person who's talking to me was helped by a tag. What I won't do is tag things I don't care about tagging "just in case" some hypothetical person could avoid being triggered.