#I dunno what else to put here uhhhh

[gladumf]

Fanfic Writers!

ive been thinking about this for a while and I wanna see what people are more inclined to

also, put your fandom in the tags if you want, it would be interesting to see if that affects the answer!

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[queenofdumbfuckery]

Do you ever wish you were sometimes spotted by the T-Counter and they did it to one of your posts? Yeah me too

[casperth3ghost]

ayyyyy silly doodles:3!!

i luv drawing my modern varian LOL, hes so fun to doodle cuz i can js put him in wtv i wear cuz its almost the exact same thing, except he wears less(no) jewlry:p

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[misc-obeyme]

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Long time no talk hello cc i had a shower thought.

If for some dumb reason if cerberus were to bite mc i made a list of most violent reactions to least violent i wanna know if you agree

Lucifer

Diavolo

Barbatos

Satan

Levi

Beel

Belphie

Mammon

Solomon

Asmo

Simone

Luke

Do you agree??? If no whats your list???

Ohhh hello 🪱 anon!

What an interesting scenario. I can't imagine Cerberus actually ever biting MC... just because I'm more inclined to imagine Cerberus loving MC as much everyone else does lol.

My list kinda depends on the definition of violent. Would they have a big reaction or would they straight up go Cruella De Vil and turn Cerbie into a coat?

I'm kinda back and forth about Lucifer. I'm pretty sure Lucifer loves Cerberus, but he also loves MC. And I don't think Lucifer would react very well to his dog doing something like that. You know, like he probably trained Cerberus himself. So I do think he'd be pissed at any rate.

I see Diavolo just getting MC out of there and keeping them at the castle for a while. I think he'd be like hey Lucifer take care of your dog and leave things to Lucifer for that part of it. He's gonna keep MC with him until they're fully healed.

Barbatos would be able to subdue Cerberus with a look, I'm fairly certain. He'd be angry, but I don't think he'd lose his cool enough to do anything other than nurse MC back to health. I see him also sorta leaving the Cerberus side of things to Luci.

I'm not so sure about Satan. He's a little more uhhhh well violent in general lol. Because I could totally see him getting pissed about this, too, but like he's more prone to losing his shit. Even still I think his priority would be MC.

I think Levi would be farther down on the list 'cause he does not strike me as the kinda demon to stand up to big scary three headed dogs. He'd be upset about the situation, no doubt, but I think he'd be too busy flailing over MC to do much. He might do that thing where he snaps and summons Lotan, though. In which case everybody's just gonna hafta go for a swim.

Beel is tricky because I don't see him as violent. To me he's such a big sweetheart, I see him doing something more like getting in the way and ending up getting bitten himself in an attempt to protect MC. Carries MC to safety as fast as he can.

Belphie... well... man I dunno. He can't exactly choke out a dog, can he? He's violent but in a quieter way than I think would be needed for something Cerbie's size lol. I think he'd be more likely to distract Cerberus with something so he can get MC outta there.

Mammon is known for being a bit of a scaredy cat, but I think it's more about horror than big dogs. That being said, he's also known for running fast, so I think he's in a good spot on the list. He'd just pick up MC and book it out of there. Yell at Lucifer about his dog later.

Solomon is interesting because I really think the "violence" definition comes into play here. Violent as in "dramatic reaction?" Put my man at the top of the list. Violent as in "physically attack?" No, he's about right where he is. Solomon would be extremely upset about this situation, but he'd take care of it with magic.

I think Asmo would use his charm on Cerbie. It obviously works on animals, so that'd be easy enough. Charms the heck out of Luci's dog so he can remove MC from the situation. And I see him being calm about it, too, just taking care of things because MC's safety is on the line and he's not messing around with that.

For some reason, I have this vision of Simeon calming the raging beast with a gentle touch lol. Is it because he's an angel or is it just because he's beautiful? Perhaps both. Either way, he's probably in the right spot.

Luke, my darling precious son, I hate to say it but I'm pretty sure he'd get eaten. I think he'd try to protect MC and stand between them and Cerberus. But he's probably just the right size to be gulped down in a single bite.

Oops this got a little lengthy lol. Anyway, those are just my general thoughts on it! But man, I kinda feel bad for Cerberus in this scenario because you know nobody is gonna be okay with him biting MC.

[bee-hehee0]

Introducing…

YVETTE !! Underpunk AU oc created by @anitablogs1931 !!!

Uhhhh I rlly dunno what else to put here, if you want to know more and ask questions abt underpunk, I recommend visiting the official ask underpunk au ask blog right here

Art below by my bestie Anita 💕

[splish--splash--minecraft]

Monopoly Mountain Pixel Art

Some pixel art of Monopoly Mountain! ...I don't know why I did this. It was not easy since Grian seems to never want to look directly at his base smh

Maybe I'll do some of the other bases, I dunno. If anyone has suggestions I might do 'em if I can find clear reference pics.

I dunno what else to put here uhhhh. enjoy lmao

[ygodmyy20]

Getting to Know You Meme

Tagged by @texasdreamer01 (thankies texas!)

01) Are you currently in a serious relationship? Yep, got married a month ago.

02) What was your dream growing up? Dream of what? My career? My life? My fantasy? I mean I wanted to be an elf in LoTR when I was like, 12. Does that count? hahah

03) What talent do you wish you had? Asking waiters to change my order if they got it wrong.

04) If someone bought you a drink what would it be? Beer (specifically a New England IPA)

05) Favorite vegetable? Hm. I really love good arugula.

06) What was the last book you read? None I just read fanfics haha

07) What zodiac sign are you? Leo

08) Any Tattoos and/or Piercings? Nope tho I wish to get a tattoo one day.

09) Worst Habit? Probably overthinking myself into a spiral.

10) What is your favorite sport? Dressage

11) Do you have a Pessimistic or Optimistic attitude? Optimistic because lifes too short and I just want to be happy.

12) Tell me one weird fact about you. Uhhhhh.....I am a twin? (always a easy one haha)

13) Do you have any pets? Sadly no BUT I may.....may be trying to. foster a kitty. Maybe. While my husband is out of town for a month-long gig.

14) Do you think clowns are cute or scary? Scary but also eh whatever.

15) If you could change one thing about how you look, what would it be? I can't answer this or else I'm gonna spiral.

16) What color eyes do you have? Blue

17) Ever been arrested? Nope

18) Bottle or can soda? Bottle

19) If you won $10,000 today, what would you do with it? Put it in my savings.

20) What's your favorite place to hang out at? Hm. Probably at home or in the woods.

21) Do you believe in ghosts? I dunno

22) Favorite thing to do in your spare time? Writing, drawing fanarts, horseback riding.

23) Do you swear a lot? Yeah

24) Biggest pet peeve? I dunno, I don’t know if I have one? Depends on the person or circumstance or situation:

25) In one word, how would you describe yourself? Hm. Emotional.

26) Do you believe/appreciate romance? I’m a hopeless romantic. And I got married and kinda like this guy a whole dang lot.

27) Favourite and least favourite food? Fav: sushi. Least fav: I’m honestly not a huge fan of potatos….

28) Do you believe in God? I believe in a universe. Wherever god is in it I got no clue.

29) What makes you happy: Sharing my art with friends, having movie nights with husband on Fridays.

30) Currently listening/the last thing you listened to: Ado

31) Favorite place to spend time: Probably at home, or out i the woods.

32) Favorite lyric: Goodbye by Bo Burnham

Am I going crazy? Would I even know? Am I right back where I staretd fourteen years ago?

33) Recommend a film: Akira

34) Recommend a book: haven't read enough

35) Recommend a band, a song, or album: Fire Hell and Holy Water by Gioli & Assia

36) Recommend a TV show: Mob Psycho 100

37) Where are you from, and do you still live there? Where have you lived? I am from the midwest and am still in the midwest

38) Do you have any pets or animals in your life? How did you find/get them? I had cats growing up and I would love to get one. I also ride horses.

39) What's the most unusual thing you've ever eaten? Uhhhh. Hm. I am not sure.

40) How did you 'find' fandom? I got into Yugioh! when I was 12 and started writing fanfics and them opps here i am.

41) Make a list of 5 things that you see without getting up. My Teru and Mob figures, my Mob cat, my cat lamp, my ipad, my water bottle. I am at my desk there is a lot here

42) How do you style your hair? Down or half ponytail or pony tail. I have long hair.

I got this ask before the other writer one so I know many asks have been going around today haha so VERY much no pressure tags: @russenoire @thousand-winters @toastytoaster22 @emeraldoodles or anyone else who wants to!

[ask-hammergirl]

Welcome!

Hey there! Welcome to my uh.. mini website? No wait, its called a blog, right?

(I just checked, it is a blog)

Anyways, my name is ALTO! I dont really know much about this website (yet) but i did figure out the photo part, so.. neat!!

Also, i messed around with the settings, and i think i made it so you guys can talk to me directly through this inbox thing-! So yeah, feel free to send me asks or, i dunno, talk??

Uhh.. what else do people usually add to these..? Oh right! Things people arent allowed to put in the inbox!! There we go :D

RULES!!

1. Basic DNI, no homophobia, transphobia, racism, proshippers (ew.) all that stuff

2. I am Aroace! which means i dont feel any attraction romantically or sexually, so please refrain from romance please :D (mod comment!!: not the creators sexuality, strictly the characters, this is a roleplay account for my oc)

3. Im a minor, so please keep all your nasty nsfw as far away from me as possible, thank you!! If any of these rules are broken, you will be blocked ^^ (only reason i wouldnt block you is if you didnt realize) (i might block you if there was a rule i never added and your comment made me remember / was so vile it made me add it)

Yeah, im pretty sure thats it, i hope to see you guys in my silly inbox thing!!

(Real world ALTO)

Hello!!!

i have no idea what im getting into, but i am anyway!!

uhhhh i dunno what to say really

uhm erm hmmm

oh right

my name is alto!! (Mod comment: this is an omori oc, the pink text is real world and the purple text is headspace :3)

i dont have much to say really, just dont be weird and creepy if you wanna talk to me or ask me things, dont be a bully either!!! ><

i think thats all i have to say... uhh.... byebye!!!

(Headspace ALTO)

(MOD INTRO!!!!)

(hihi, mod here, just call me lemon :3, i go by she/they pronouns (so does Alto, the blogs character) and im a minor ^^ my main account is @l3m0n-c0r3 if you wanna see me talk about random things and be silly, yeah thats really it, byebye!!!)

(CREDITS FOR ALL DIVIDERS!!!: @anitalenia @sister-lucifer @strangergraphics @animatedglittergraphics-n-more)

(bye fr now :3)

[wazohoo]

magnus early access thoughts (spoilers ahead, including character names) including thoughts about the writer of the episode which. idk if its public so if you dont wanna know, dont look.

1) god.. this episode was so harlan guthrie fr. ALSO SHE HAS MY EYES??? SAID VERBATIM? i know what you are sir. was hoping there’d be something like that. welcome back john doe and arthur

2) they were around the same age… and they never met…. my heart… 💔

3) okay well its all but confirmed celia is tma celia. “couple of all documents” my ass, both me and whatever dread power thats in the cctv know thats a lie girl

4) on a real one though this makes me think. their deaths were “mundane” and both ruled as accidents. i dont believe that the writers would bring back something so huge, only to say “oh by the way- they died a while back, rip” for no reason other than to fuck with us

*although, fucking with us is something they do. i wont put it past em

**ALSO, i know for a fucking fact jons ass was not biking, so until proven wrong im gonna assume martin was the biking accident and jon was the heart complication

***ALSO ALSO! HEART CONDITION? IF THAT IS HIM, WHO WAS STABBED LAST TIME? MAYBE IN THE HEART?? UHHHH which could mean nothing but I dunno gang. ive seen interpretations of him gettin shanked in the back, or the eye, even, but ive always thought it was the heart

5.) additionally, sam said they died nearly 20 years ago. this would put their deaths around 2004-2005. i dont know if this has any significance (though im sure somehow it might) but the extended support for windows n.t 4.0 extended server support supposedly ended December 31st, 2004. probably means nothing though, someone who knows about computers tell me more what that means

6.) NEVER MIND THAT! MY BABYGIRLS ARE BACK?

7.) i do wonder how they feed into this ESPECIALLY basira. im very intrigued by helen as well. i cant even form thoughts on what might be going on with them.

8.) this lends a bit more to the celia multiverse theory, but i wonder how many names shes going to “find in documents” before sam gets suspicious.

9.) i also noticed something in the last episode- when sam says “i can look out for myself” i remember there being a computer interruption. this complicated how i, at least, understand the system because i believed the interruptions were queued by just regular old lies- the character themselves says something untrue. however, this points more towards the computers acting as a ruler of objective truth. the computers decide what is and is not untrue, rather then the characters. meaning while WE understand its a lie and believe the characters do as well, that could not be the case. this is much more interesting to me, because if this is true, it could add a whole other layer to the celia situation.

10.) gwen and alice. 1.) give my babygirl gwen a break for the love of GOD but 2.) someone else said it on here first, and i really like the idea that theres going to be two “teams” of people in this show- sam and celia, who want to know more about the magnus institute, and gwen and alice, who are convinced that theyre under attack via the externals, or something else. this could be so incredibly interesting for character interaction. but also. the. the lesbians of all time?? the wlw of all time?? i need them TO KISS PLEASE (i also need to add alice’s mug to my collection)

[essektheylyss]

@aboxthecolourofheartache tagged me in a writing meme, and I DO love gratuitous self-reflection, so let's go!

five things you'll find in my fic:

1. PLOT. literally so much plot. too much plot. enough plot to put me almost 100% over expected word count on the tiefling fic. (I did in fact budget each chapter of that fic at the start at 8k. fuckin oops.) I absorb all of the plot that other fic writers rightfully choose to exclude, and one day my power will become UNSTOPPABLE.

2. wizard research. honestly, it's a joke at this point given how much it pains me to actually make up fantasy research projects and then make them believable. how much more wizard research can i possibly come up with? the limit does not exist.

3. centered platonic relationships! I love romance as much as the next person (probably provided the next person is ace, and many of the people around me are :3), but man I do really love a platonic relationship that has a fundamental impact on a narrative in a way that wasn't really expected at the start.

4. religious and philosophical musings. sometimes in places they really have no business being. frequently related to loss and grief. read my ideological thoughts, boy.

5. and last but not least, unabashed experimental fuckery! usually related to point of view and structure, sometimes just in terms of genre, etc. I basically use fic as a low stakes testing ground and practice run for stuff I wanna work with or simply want to challenge myself by attempting, which is very fun for me and probably an absolutely bewildering experience for anyone subscribed to me on ao3. but maybe that's what you're here for, I dunno your life.

tagging uhhhh @the-littlest-goblin @criticalcoruscant @rosiep8801 @captainofthetidesbreath if any of you would like to play, but no pressure as usual. also if anyone else is reading this and wants to be, consider yourself tagged!

[weaponsdrawn]

i should probs make a proper pinned/intro post so uhhhh hey juys!!!

Main name is Queenie so you can call me that

She/He/They

i have hugeass periods of inactivity due to like. mental health shit or general burnout stuff so if i dont respond to your DMs/messages or whatnot its probs because of that sorry

general DNI criteria and whatnot btw........ idk if that means anything but yeah

talking tag is queenie.txt i usually tag all of my fandom stuff and whatnot. i also have a "me" tag. thats just random shit lol lmao

sometimes i'll reblog like. penis jokes and whatnot but nothing downright nsfw here. dont wanna be weird bc minors follow me here. that stuff will also be tagged with nsft or suggestive so you can block that if needed

I also tag my reblogs

my art tag is "insert art tag here"

current hyperfix is toontown. hi :D

i dunno what else to put here look at this silly

[bewitchingfanfiction]

Homestuck Fic (2020/01/17)

KARKAT: ...SO...

DAVE: yeah...

KARKAT: UH, SHOULD WE LIKE, GET UNDRESSED?

DAVE: not yet

DAVE: um... 

DAVE: ...

KARKAT: ...

DAVE: do you wanna like

DAVE: move to a bed or?...

KARKAT: NOT REALLY. THAT'S UH, KINDA WEIRD HONESTLY. THE COUCH IS JUST...IT'S WHERE WE HANG OUT YOU KNOW? IT JUST FEELS RIGHT.

DAVE: i get that

DAVE: ...

KARKAT: ...

KARKAT: OH FUCK THIS.

DAVE: !

KARKAT: ...

DAVE: your uh

DAVE: your hand is on my face

KARKAT: YES.

DAVE: ...what now?

KARKAT: I DON'T FUCKING KNOW. DO I LOOK LIKE SOMEBODY WHO KNOWS WHAT THE EVER LOVING FUCK THEY'RE DOING!? LOOK AT ME. I JUST SMACKED MY HAND ONTO THE SIDE OF YOUR FUCKING FACE AND FOR SOME REASON I'VE DECIDED TO LEAVE IT THERE. LOOK AT ME, JUST LEAVING MY HAND THERE, LIKE A CONSTANT FUCKING CARESS.

DAVE: shit

DAVE: okay let me...

DAVE: ...hm

KARKAT: WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

DAVE: ...putting my hand on your chest?

KARKAT: WHY?

DAVE: i dunno

DAVE: its a human thing but it doesnt really work for trolls huh

DAVE: humans usually have shit here

DAVE: do you even have tits?

KARKAT: WHAT THE FUCK? NO. DO I LOOK LIKE A FEMALE HUMAN TO YOU?

DAVE: its not just females

DAVE: males have nipples too

DAVE: just not boobs

KARKAT: FOR WHAT PURPOSE!?

DAVE: uhhhh

KARKAT: DO YOU FEED SMALL HUMANS TOO?

DAVE: jesus fuck no

DAVE: this is like the least sexiest thing we could be talking about can we please talk about literally anything else

KARKAT: OKAY. UM...T-TRY THIS...

DAVE: ...what the fuck am i touching?

KARKAT: THEY'RE CALLED GRUB SCARS...J-JUST BE GENTLE ALRIGHT?

DAVE: oh shit is this like troll tits or something?

KARKAT: NO. THEY'RE JUST SOMETHING ALL TROLLS HAVE. AND THEY'RE FUCKING SENSITIVE SO BE FUCKING CAREFUL OR I'LL SMACK YOU IN THE FACE.

DAVE: okay...should i just like

DAVE: rub them?

KARKAT: S-SURE...

DAVE: ...

DAVE: dude youre seriously red

DAVE: i think this just got a lot more intimate

KARKAT: ...MAYBE IT DID. 

DAVE: okay uh...here...

DAVE: ...

KARKAT: ...DO YOU HAVE A CHEST OR SOMETHING? I DON'T FEEL ANYTHING.

DAVE: what like boobs? no

DAVE: but this is typically what humans do during uh

DAVE: you know

KARKAT: ...

DAVE: so like

DAVE: what now

DAVE: should i touch your horns or something?

KARKAT: ! 

DAVE: is that no good? 

KARKAT: N-NO...GO AHEAD...

DAVE: ...

KARKAT: ...NGH... 

DAVE: dude youre looking kinda uh...

DAVE: horny

KARKAT: I WILL KICK YOU OUT OF THIS ROOM I SWEAR TO FUCK.

DAVE: okay okay no puns

DAVE: haha these horns are so cute though

KARKAT: !!! 

KARKAT: N-NGH...

DAVE: wow that sure is an expression youre making

DAVE: you sort of look like we finished this before we even began

KARKAT: UH DAVE?

DAVE: yeah?

KARKAT: ...Y...YOU'RE VERY CLOSE TO ME...I CAN TELL THIS IS AROUSING YOU.

DAVE: ...

DAVE: well shit

DAVE: when did we get this fucking close? at first we were a normal distance away and now its like hey my dick is pressed up against your fucking leg

DAVE: through clothes at least

KARKAT: ...THIS IS REALLY REALLY WEIRD.

DAVE: yeah

KARKAT: OKAY STOP THAT.

DAVE: what?

KARKAT: THAT!

DAVE: OW

DAVE: couldve just said 'stop rubbing my horns like a madman' you know

DAVE: instead of smacking my poor hand

DAVE: im a human karkat were delicate creatures

KARKAT: THAT'S ACTUALLY VERY CONCERNING FOR ME. WHAT IF I HURT YOU?

DAVE: hurt me? wait a fucking second

KARKAT: WHAT?

DAVE: whos being in who

KARKAT: ...

DAVE: i just assumed id be in you but

DAVE: did you have other plans?  

KARKAT: PLANS? I DIDN'T PLAN *SHIT*.

DAVE: maybe we shouldve talked about all of this more

KARKAT: NO I'M SO TIRED OR TALKING. WE'VE DISCUSSED DOING THIS FOR MONTHS DAVE. THIS REALLY SHOULDN'T BE THIS HARD.

DAVE: actually it should be

KARKAT: ...

DAVE: okay im sorry i promise no more jokes!

KARKAT: IF I HEAR ONE MORE BULLSHIT JOKE COME OUT OF YOUR MOUTH I'M LEAVING THIS FUCKING HOUSE.

DAVE: haha okay okay

KARKAT: OKAY.

KARKAT: ...SO UH...

DAVE: whoa what are we doing

KARKAT: ...

DAVE: this is uh...quite the position...

KARKAT: S...SHOULD I MOVE?

DAVE: naw man youre fine

DAVE: i just always imagined id be on top of you i guess

KARKAT: HA. WELL FUCK THAT STRIDER. EVERYONE KNOWS I'M THE DOMINANT ONE IN THIS RELATIONSHIP. YOU'RE SUBMISSIVE AS FUCK. I MEAN LOOK AT YOU, I'M LITERALLY ON TOP OF YOU AS WE SPEAK.

DAVE: oh what the fuck ever thats complete bullshit and we both know it

DAVE: im totally the dominant one

KARKAT: OH REALLY?

DAVE: uh what the fuck are youuuuoooooooooooookaayyyyy

DAVE: were just putting are hands anywhere now huh

KARKAT: IS...THIS OKAY?...

DAVE: gahh...y-yeah shit

DAVE: thats really fucking okay

KARKAT: ...I CAN'T DO MUCH WHEN WE HAVE OUR CLOTHES ON...BUT...UM...

DAVE: whats up

KARKAT: ...I-I DON'T REALLY WANNA KEEP GOING. I KINDA LIKE THIS NEW LEVEL WE'VE FOUND AND I THINK IF WE DO ANYMORE MY...WHAT DO YOU FUCKING CALL IT? A HEART? WILL FUCKING BURST.

DAVE: yeah its heart

DAVE: and yeah i kinda get what you mean

DAVE: this is uh...all pretty new to me

DAVE: being this fucking intimate and close

DAVE: so yeah we can just stop here if you want

KARKAT: CAN I...DO ONE MORE THING?

DAVE: sure 

KARKAT: ...

KARKAT: ...HRM....

DAVE: ...?

KARKAT: ...<3

DAVE: !

DAVE: ...<3

KARKAT: ...ACK, THAT WAS SO EMBARRASSING FUCK FUCK FUCK. I WANT TO BE DELETED FROM THIS WORLD RIGHT FUCKING NOW. I AM SO FUCKING SORRY I DID SOMETHING LIKE THAT WITHOUT EVEN FUCKING CONSENT-

DAVE: <3 

KARKAT: !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

KARKAT: ...

KARKAT: ...<3

DAVE: haha that was fucking adorable dude 

KARKAT: R...REALLY?

DAVE: cheesy as fuck but yeah

DAVE: hehe

DAVE: i liked it

KARKAT: ...Y-YOUR SMILE IS UH...

DAVE: what?

KARKAT: ...I'LL BE BACK.

DAVE: oh what the hell where are you going

KARKAT: I NEED A BUCKET. GOODBYE.

DAVE: ...

Dave then proceeded to cover his face with his hands in embarrassment at the events that just took place. He's totally not grinning like an idiot.

Totally not.

[mlmxreader]

There Goes My Miracle | Sierra Six x m!reader

@satan-incarnate-666 asked: can i get an order of uhhhh six x m!reader with a side of uhhhh 

“Hey, hey move over, I wanna lie down”

summary: Six takes a nap on the sofa while you do some chores here and there and play some Bruce Springsteen songs. 

tws: n/a

word count: 1036

Six was tired, to say the least, and even though you were up and about doing the cleaning and the laundry and the other chores that needed to be done here and there - as it was your turn - he had somehow found it in himself to take a nap on the sofa; he could sleep anywhere, so sleeping on his side with his knees pulled up and his head resting on the arm as he crossed his arms and drifted off wasn’t exactly difficult for him. He felt safe enough that he didn’t need to worry about getting up every ten minutes, and he was more than happy when you put on a few songs he recognised as he started to doze off; a smile coming to his lips when he heard ‘Cover Me’ by Bruce Springsteen playing. He knew you only played Springsteen when you were in a really good mood, and that put him more at ease than anything else; he really didn’t need to worry about a damn thing. Snuggled up in a pair of grey pyjama bottoms and an old hoodie, he was more than content during his little nap, letting you get on with whatever you needed to do; he didn’t even stir when you put the hoover round, nor did he even shuffle around when you dragged out the clothes horses and started to load them up with the freshly done washing. No, Six was quite content as he napped while you did the housework; he wasn’t even sure how long he had been asleep for, but he dared to stir and to finally wake when he felt you gently shoving his shoulder. 

He opened one eye, glaring at you as he grumbled. “What, puppy?”

“Hey, hey move over, I wanna lie down,” you told him, and when he moved onto his back, you were quick to get on top of him. 

You settled down with your face buried against his neck, your legs slung over his as you snuggled up against him; lazily, Six threw his arm over you and closed his eyes again, starting to drift off when you mumbled for his attention. 

“Do you ever regret moving in?”

“When you talk so much, sometimes,” he muttered.

“Yeah, but I mean normally,” you started, “like, we’ve been dating for a while now, and I just… I dunno, do you ever regret it?”

“Do you?”

“No,” you pressed a sweet kiss to his neck. “I like being your boyfriend as it is, and getting to annoy you every day is just a bonus.” 

Six scoffed, shifting around a little so that he could get a little more comfortable; he realised that you had left the music playing, and he could feel a smile tugging at his lips when he heard ‘Hungry Heart’. It made him think of the times you were driving around, usually to go and grab some shopping, and how every time it played on the radio you turned it up and sang as loudly as you could; but then, you always did the same with ‘The Trooper’ by Iron Maiden - the only difference was that, when the Springsteen song played, you looked at him with such a fondness that he almost couldn’t breathe, and he felt as if his lungs had collapsed for a couple of seconds. 

Stealing a look at you, Six hummed softly, snuggling back down as he started to doze off again; you were already sound against him, cuddled into him as if he was an anchor amongst a stormy sea, as if he was the only thing in the world that mattered. He couldn’t help it, dropping off to sleep again, more than comforted and content with the fact that you - the boyfriend he never thought he would ever deserve - were cuddled into his side with your lips pressed against his neck and your breath so soft against his skin. He had been so tired, and while it may have been easier to go to bed and to get under the duvet and to sleep on your side until he was properly rested, he didn’t want to be far from you, and he had decided that the sofa was the better option for that; he could sleep anywhere, but the place he liked best was anywhere near you, anywhere close to you and where he could tell that you were present. Those were always his favourite places to sleep, they always would be. 

Six was the first to wake, as always, and he chuckled a little when he heard ‘There Goes My Miracle’ by Bruce Springsteen, realising that neither of you had gotten up to actually turn the speaker off; but then he looked at you again, still sound asleep and coiled around him, and he grumbled as he stayed put. 

“Look what we've done, ahh ahh, heartache, heartbreak, love gives, love takes, the book of love holds its rules, disobeyed by fools, disobeyed by fools, there goes my miracle walkin’ away.” 

He couldn’t find it in himself to move, he couldn’t stand or stomach the thought of moving you and possibly even waking you up, not now, not when you were so comfortable and so content and so soundly asleep, he couldn’t bring himself to do a damn thing about it, not now, he would wait until you properly woke up before he moved; so he settled back down again, wide awake and staring at the ceiling as he listened to the Bruce Springsteen songs that kept playing, daring to sneak his hand under your shirt just so he could draw little patterns into your skin as he thought about how lucky he was to have a boyfriend like you, how lucky he was that he could feel safe with you and that he could turn off the part of himself that had been trained to kill and to constantly be on guard. He laid there, thinking about how you were, basically, his miracle; he couldn’t help it, smiling a little as he closed his eyes again and sighed. 

If the entire day was going to be spent asleep, he was just glad that he could do so in your company. 

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[retrogradedreaming]

UHHHH maybe,, you could write a little thing for reki making the sk8 fam tea? and kaoru thinking hes gonna have to pretend he likes it but then "oh wait reki can actually make tea what-"

just bc this has been living in my head for awhile sdkljfs

(capt-snoozles)

It turns out I am completely incapable of writing ANYTHING short, so have a full one shot type thing, I guess. I hope it's okay that I kinda borrowed headcanons from you and @that-was-anticlimactic for Reki with TS at a couple of small moments in the fic?

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It used to be Kaoru alone who visited Kojiro’s restaurant when it was closed on Mondays. But since the start of winter break, Sia la Luce had become much livelier now that Reki, Langa, and Miya weren’t in school all day, and Shadow came when his days off lined up right. If Kaoru were being honest, it took some time to get used to the space no longer being only his and Kojiro’s, but he’d grown to like how their group came together like this.

The afternoons were the quietest part of these days. Kojiro took these opportunities to try out new recipes on them, leaving everyone contentedly full and pleasantly sleepy. Today, Langa had actually fallen asleep in the booth, and Reki sat beside Kaoru at the counter, playing with a tiny skateboard and making soft sounds like a small motor. Shadow and Miya sat at a table across the room, arguing over whether clown or cat makeup looked cooler while Kojiro finished cleaning. Kaoru let himself sink into the lull, Reki’s noises and that of the skateboard wheels on the counter an almost comforting presence beside him. And yet, one thing was missing, keeping him from truly relaxing.

“Seems like a good afternoon for tea,” Kojiro said, as if reading his mind as he appeared out of the kitchen, wiping his hands on a towel. “You want me to make some?”

“Absolutely not,” Kaoru scoffed. “People who microwave their tea should be arrested.”

“There’s no way you can tell the difference,” Kojiro said, defensive. “Hot water is hot water.”

“Only an uncultured pig would believe that,” Kaoru snapped. He was about to stand, to tell Kojiro he’d make the tea himself like he always inevitably had to, when Reki all but leaped from his seat, skateboard abandoned for the moment.

“I’ll make it!” he offered, and the way his face lit up meant that Kaoru took too long to say not to bother. By the time he’d found his words, Reki had already bounded around the counter and into the kitchen, and Kojiro didn’t even try to stop him. Before Kaoru could tell Kojiro to stop him, Reki called out to Kojiro, asking about the industrial stove, and soon, Kojiro was not only allowing Reki to make the tea, but encouraging him.

Kaoru supposed this was a step up from Kojiro’s microwave technique, but if Kaoru were likely to trust anyone other than himself to make a decent cup of tea, it wouldn’t be Reki. The idea that he’d wanted his tea made well and was unlikely to receive it as such set him on edge. As he listened to the water boil and the conversation continued around him, he found himself wrapping a strand of his hair around his finger and tugging, letting it go, and repeating the process until his scalp hurt. He didn’t even notice that Langa had woken up until he appeared beside Kaoru and spoke.

“What’s Reki doing?” he asked.

“Making tea,” Kaoru said, doing his best not to appear so anxious about something so small.

Langa peered over the edge of the counter to where Kojiro and Reki were talking in the kitchen, and then turned back to Kaoru. “I like how he makes it. I never liked it before I met him.”

Kaoru hummed a halfhearted response. He doubted that Langa’s standards were very high, given that he’d grown up in Canada. He’d likely had tea often enough, given that his mother was Japanese, but Kaoru knew from experience that plenty of people even here in Okinawa had no idea how to brew a proper cup. It was about timing, knowing how hot to make the water, how long to steep the leaves, and so many people rushed the process—or worse, forgot about it and steeped too long—that Kaoru preferred to make his own.

He couldn’t help but envision Reki handing him a bitter cup, or one that tasted like little more than hot leaf juice. He grimaced at the idea of having to drink it and pretend he liked it, suffering all the while. He would have to wait until he was home later to make something better for himself.

He was still trying to think of a polite way to decline the tea he’d obviously wanted when Reki came out bearing a tray of steaming cups and began making the rounds through the restaurant. Reki handed the first one to Langa, who accepted it, smiling softly up at Reki. Langa sipped the tea immediately, only to flinch and draw it away after the first sip.

Not promising, Kaoru thought. If he’d boiled the water, it was ruined, even if it was something as simple as green tea. And yet, Langa only took another sip while Reki looked on approvingly.

“It’s good,” Langa finally proclaimed, and Reki glowed as if he’d received praise from the emperor himself. Reki moved on, handing Kaoru his cup.

“Thank you,” Kaoru said, accepting it with both hands. Fortunately, Reki moved on to Shadow and Miya without waiting for Kaoru to try it, which meant that he didn’t know Kaoru only held onto it without making a move to taste it. If nothing else, he could enjoy the warmth that crawled from his fingertips all the way to his elbows.

Neither Miya nor Shadow hesitated in drinking theirs, though Kaoru couldn’t imagine they cared much how it tasted, as long as it was hot. And yet, as he watched, the two of them looked just as pleased as Langa when they tried it.

“Oh wow, the slime makes good tea,” Miya pronounced, hugging the cup close to him like a space heater.

“Damn, this is pretty good,” Shadow said, drinking deeply and draining half the cup. “How’d you even learn to make it like this?”

Reki shrugged, taking up his own cup, the last on the tray. He set the tray down on the counter and took the empty seat beside Langa. “I dunno, I guess I just picked it up over the years. It’s kinda like making skateboards, y’know? You have to figure out how all the parts fit together, and if you do it wrong, the tea doesn’t taste right.”

Kaoru looked up at him from the murky depths of his tea, brows raised. When it came to making tea, the analogy was rather profound, and Kaoru couldn’t argue it. Reki was right—tea was about the sum of its parts, the pieces fitting together perfectly. And as with building skateboards, the person making it had to know exactly how to combine each piece to create the whole.

“That doesn’t make any sense, but whatever,” Shadow said, taking another sip. “All I care about is that it doesn’t suck.”

“How come you’ve never made us tea before?” Miya asked, eyes trained on the Switch he’d pulled from his pocket now that he’d abandoned his conversation with Shadow.

“I don’t really have the patience for it,” Reki said sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck. “It’s kinda like, if I don’t wanna put in the time to do it right, why bother?”

While everyone was wrapped up in conversation, Kaoru finally chanced a discreet sip. If it was as bad as he’d expected, he could school his expression appropriately while they were all distracted. Perhaps he could even get away without having to lie about how good it was. And yet, when the tea touched his tongue, he paused.

It wasn’t too hot.

It wasn’t too weak or too strong.

It wasn’t too bitter and the leaves didn’t taste as though they’d been burnt.

It was, as far as Kaoru was concerned, some of the best tea he’d had outside his own home. For a moment, he couldn’t find the words to say so. He sipped it again, just to make sure he hadn’t deluded himself based on everyone else’s praise. Sure enough, it was almost more delicious the second time.

“You surprised?” Kojiro murmured at his ear, his own cup dangling from his fingertips. Kaoru jumped, nearly spilling his tea. When he turned to face him, Kojiro’s lips quirked in a smug grin, and he raised one brow meaningfully. Kaoru shot him a hard glower in return, a silent command to keep his mouth shut before Kaoru turned back to Reki.

“It’s delicious,” Kaoru said, and it wasn’t forced in the least. “I’m impressed.”

Reki, who had already immersed himself in talking to Langa, gaped at Kaoru, one of his hoodie strings falling from between his teeth. Then, he flashed a wide grin. “Glad you like it!”

“Have you ever practiced tea ceremony?” Kaoru asked, reluctantly setting his tea down on the counter.

“Nah, my parents let me try it once when I was younger, but I kept messing up the steps,” Reki said. “It’s not really fun when people get mad at you for doing it wrong.”

“I studied it for some time,” Kaoru said, remembering how the order felt comforting, how the amount of concentration it required gave his anxious mind something to focus on, how the simple yet refined aesthetic felt like clearing his head. In recent years, he didn’t have time for it with his calligraphy business, but a part of him missed it. “It’s quite a bit different from drinking tea like this, but if you wanted to, perhaps we could do a...modified version of it. Something less formal with everyone here.”

Reki’s eyes brightened, and he looked to Langa, who only seemed to share his enthusiasm. “It sounds fun, yeah! A lot better than getting yelled at by a bunch of old people because ‘tradition.’”

“I’d say so,” Kaoru said, and they devolved into talking about their favorite teas and the best ways to brew them. Kaoru couldn’t remember the last time he’d talked to someone who actually understood that tea was an art even more than it was a drink. But Reki did, and when the rest of the group finally left, leaving Kaoru and Kojiro alone in the restaurant to clean up, Kojiro nudged him with an elbow.

“You didn’t think Reki could make tea like that, did you?” he said, the words teasing but too close to Kaoru’s own thoughts for comfort.

“Shut up or I’ll leave you here to wash dishes alone,” Kaoru quipped, even as he accepted the next cup to dry. “I will admit, I was pleasantly surprised.”

“I knew you would be,” Kojiro said as he dried his hands and stretched.

“Anything is better than microwaved tea,” Kaoru said. And although it was true, he couldn’t help but look forward to the next Monday, and the last before the kids started school again.

[teddy06writes]

Gonna Fix It

requested by this anon: “hi!! could you maybe do something angsty and fluffy with Fundy (or anyone really) where the reader is a trans guy? he/him”  

Fundy x transmale!reader

trigger warnings: transphobes, homophobes, some swearing (I used the words tranny and fag) {I am both gay and technically trans please don’t come for me}

premise: When your dead name is leaked, along with photos of you pre transition the entire internet is quick to judge hypercritically, but your boyfriend is quick to take care of it

(y/n/n)- your nickname

(f/l/y/n)- first letter of your name

(y/d/n)- your deadname

“blep” talking

‘blep’ texting/messaging

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“(y/n/n)!”

“Yes Tommy?” You asked.

“How’d you feel about selling drugs?” 

You snorted, glancing up at your face cam and the messages in chat before turning your character to face Tommy’s, laughing, “What?” 

“Do you want to sell drugs with me and Wilbur?” He repeated. 

You blinked, moving your character to look at the van and then back at him, “Tommy, I would love to sell drugs out of a van with you.” 

“Yes! We have secured another one lets go! Pogchamp!” 

You chuckled as Wilbur joined vc, following Tommy’s character over to the van as he announced, “Gentleman! We have a problem, we need to find a better cover for our operations.” 

You looked around the inside of the van, filled with brewing stands and furnaces, “A hot dog van.” 

“Pfff- a hot dog van?” Tommy laughed. 

“It would be a decent cover.” Wilbur admitted, “We should do it.” 

Almost reluctantly Tommy nodded, and Wilbur moved on, “Next on the order of business, we need new recruits beside just (y/n).” 

You grinned, “I know just who to ask!” 

You started to leave vc when Tommy warned, “No Americans and no women.” 

“You got it.” 

You left vc, talking to your twitch chat as you messed around in discord, “Weird lot, them boys. Anyway- apparently I’m a drug dealer in Minecraft now! And I’m gonna recruit someone else!” 

After a few messages through discord your boyfriend called you, “Hello?” 

Upon hearing Floris’ voice chat started spamming about you being a simp.

“Yeah so Tommy and Wilbur kinda roped me into selling drugs on the smp and they told me to get more people, so I’m calling you.” You explained. 

“Angel why didn’t you just come ask me? Was the call necessary?” 

You rolled your eyes, “Shut up chat I’m not blushing! It was easier than getting up. Are you in or not?” 

“Yeah sure.” 

~~

Child: ‘(y/n) big man’

Child: ‘big (f/l/y/n)’ 

(y/n): ‘what do you want Tommy’

Child: ‘get on the server we’re making plans for our country’ 

You sighed, quickly moving to boot up Minecraft, starting stream along with it and quickly giving an intro before logging on to the smp and joining vc. 

“Ayyy! Big man!” Tommy yelled. 

“Tommy!” You responded, though significantly less enthusiastically. 

“(y/n) come to the hto dog van we’re making important decisions.” Wilbur said. 

“Okay.” You headed down the prime path toward the van, listening to the others chatter. 

“Okay so we need a name for our country,” Wilbur said as you arrived, “Something that fits. I am open to suggestions.” 

“Pog something.” Tommy offered.

“ehhhhh.” 

“Pogtopia!” He exclaimed. 

You punched his character, “That’s so stupid.” 

“Well- hmm, we’re all men here soooooooo Manburg!” WIlbur mused. 

“It needs to be more European.” Eret said, tossing you some of the block to start helping with the walls. 

“L’manburg.” You offered. 

Wilbur and Tommy burst out laughing, “Perfect!” 

“No Americans and no women! Just the way I like it!” Tommy yelled. 

Everyone began to laugh at that, and you grinned, entirely unaware of the chaos beginning to unfold all over twitter, and even in your twitch chat.

~~ Later that night you ended up flopped across the couch, Floris sending you a text from his office, ‘Don’t forget to take off the tibby prison angel’ ‘I’ll be done with this soon and we can cuddle’ 

You chuckled, dragging yourself up off the couch and shuffling off to the bathroom to change out of your binder, and pull on a different hoodie, a bigger one that you had stolen from Floris.

By the time you were done and had come back out into the living room Floris had also emerged from his office, and was staring in horror at his phone. 

“What’s wrong?” You asked. 

“You haven’t been on Twitter lately have you?” 

Immediately you were going for your phone, taking it off silence to be bombarded by notifications, “uhhhh.” 

Floris bit his lip, “I think you should read it for yourself.” 

Quietly you opened twitter, checking first the hashtag that appeared at the top of your mentions ‘#y/nisalie’ 

Your breath hitched as you opened the hashtag, immediately seeing the original tweet, ‘#y/nisalie y/n has been lying to all of us a thread: apparently this tranny didn’t have the guts to put out that “he” was lying’ 

You scrolled through the tweets, ‘Man, I can’t believe (y/d/n) thought (y/n) was a good fake name’, ‘well at least we know Fundy isn’t actually a fag’ and then worst of all, ‘Guys I found what (y/d/n) actually looks like!’ followed by a picture of you, pre transition. 

The world felt like it was caving in as you slowly sank down against the wall, tears starting to flow, “How did this happen?” 

Floris was quick to sit down next to your, pulling you into his arms, “I dunno angel.” 

You turned, sobbing into his shoulder, “Why are they like this? Wha- what am I gonna do?” 

“I’m gonna fix this,” He murmured, “I promise.” 

You curled further into his embrace, tears soaking his shirt as he rubbed circles into your back.

“It’s gonna be okay angel, it’s gonna be okay.” 

~~ You avoided the internet at all costs for the next few days, not streaming, not being active on twitter or any other socials, hardly ever leaving Floris’ embrace for more than a few minutes as more and more notifications filled your phone. 

It took a lot of coaxing from your boyfriend to check your twitter notifications after two days, and when you did you were delighted to see dozens of positive messages from real fans, and messages addressing the situation from all of your friends.

Eret: ‘dudes (y/n) is litterally trans, is you can’t deal with that then get out of this community; it’s seriously not okay to disrespect someone like that.’

Wilbur: ‘guys remember when I said trans rights and trans rights until I’m dead? Well that applies to (y/n) as well so piss off and stop bothering them’

Tommy: ‘listen up, serious tweet for once: you guys really need to learn how to recover someone and there pronouns, stop calling big man (y/n) by his dead name or get off the platform’

Along with countless others, and of course one from Floris as well, who had made a thread as soon as he saw what was going on:

‘Guys, listen. My boyfriend is the most wonderful human being in all the world. Whoever leaked his dead name or went looking for pictures of him before his transition is honestly a monster and I hope you realize the weight of your actions. Apparently we as a community have a few things to go over,

1: respect creators boundaries, if (y/n) didn’t want to tell you he wasn’t born male it’s not your business, 2: respect people’s pronouns, if someone tells you to use he/him they probably know if there right or not, 3: you can’t fucking invalidate someone like that, and put them on display as a fucking hashtag.

4: if anyone ever tries to talk about my boyfriend like this, (using the wrong pronouns, misgendering, using his dead name or in any other way invalidateing him) I will personally make sure you are never allowed on social media again’

You looked up from your phone, “Y- you got them to stop?”

Floris smiled, “I told you I was gonna fix it.”

[nompunhere]

Sorry I keep asking questions but I’m curious here— when you write H/ollow Kn/ight vore, do you use human anatomy, or arthropod anatomy for reference? I see that you refer to the organ as a stomach, but from what I’ve seen by poking around the web, insects actually have wacky digestive systems. They have a crop and gizzard before the stomach, similar to some birds. Or something like that.?

no worries! this is a pretty interesting question, and I'd be happy to answer it

so yeah, I did study bug anatomy some before starting to write my fics. I spent wayyyy too long looking for details about pillbugs' internal anatomy before writing Q/uirrel as a pred lmao

there are two fics in particular where this comes into play. in my first fic, N/ailsage's Weakness, I have Sly acknowledge that what he's in might be a crop, but he isn't sure. then later, in Comfort Between Friends, I put in some pseudoscience about how many bugs evolved a more humanlike digestive system due to like. becoming bipedal and I dunno, having access to cooking and other means of food preparation or something probably. basically what I was doing there was saying "yeah I learned bug anatomy for this, gonna ignore it tho because it's too Complicated™ and I just wanna write my silly little cuddle stories"

I still keep in the line of hearts along the back, and the nerve cord being in the front (though it's not really brought up), along with how hemolymph works? maybe kinda sorta? Idk, I gave them the ability to blush, so maybe not. maybe they're human-sized so they need blood vessels or something

but also it's fantasy and it works how I want it to goshdarnit

I'm gonna say that spiders still have weird-ass internals because you can't just go from ...that to something more simple so easily. perhaps a bit less complex, but still quite weird by everyone else's standards.

and then one last thing: the H/ive K/night's bee pouch. I actually had the thought a while ago that in H/ive K/nights (because I'm going off the idea that they're just a rarer type of Hive member rather than being a one-of-a-kind thing), the pouch was formerly their uhhhh *checks google* honey stomach before it split off from the rest of the digestive tract and developed a new purpose. H/ive K/nights don't really collect nectar like their fellow bees, so they don't need a special organ dedicated to the task. instead, they have a different use for it that suits their role more. I mean I guess there's no real reason for it to not be in the same position as it was before, but that was a choice I made many months ago so shhhhh