#I used to have a whole tattoo idea notebook

[rosicheeks]

gotta ask the follow up question...

What tattoo do you want to get the most?

Nooooo I want so many though 😤😤

[lowkeyrobin]

MCYT with artist reader and like R makes them art all the time weather it's using them as an art reference and having a bunch of doodles of them, or painting full portraits of them, or like painting pictures of their pets🪩🩷🥹🛸

ooooo I'm an artsy weirdo so here you go!!! thanks for the request ; also this is the day I figure out the ufo emoji existed

MCYT ; artsy reader

includes ; tommyinnit, ranboo, badlinu, nihachu, quackity, & foolish gamers

warnings ; language

masterlist

TOMMYINNIT

bro u got a whole sketchbook dedicated to doodles of him and his character versions in mc smps (dsmp, osmp, etc)

you love painting him in watercolors 🫶🫶

you made him a watercolor portrait thing with the HTBAB logo behind him, freddie & jack

he treasures the art you give him

literally frames it and hangs it on the wall or puts it on the shelves in his office

sometimes he'll take a picture of them and posts them w ur consent to show off your talent

"look what y/n made me 🫶" or "now wtf why can't I have this kind of talent?"

will chill out with you while you're drawing/painting etc

you go over to his parents house ONCE and make a family portrait + the dogs for them

that painting hangs above their fireplace, his parents look at it everyday

he does little drawing competitions with you on stream just to bond with you a bit and make you laugh

like the "we go back to school" video, the paint gets everywhere because of him LMAO

will straight up show off your sketchbooks on stream too

RANBOO

absolutely loves showing off your art and praising you for it

you've made them so much genloss fanart

you even made them a few channel banners, especially after the rebrand (and they will never change them ever again omg)

gives you a bunch of ideas for drawing

you love drawing the lanky d!ranboo and gl!ran especially w the mask and wide arrangement of wires and stuff

you made a textured painting of genloss!ranboo and it sits on one of the shelves in his office

he's obsessed with touching it and feeling the paint

its like feeling the hours of work you put into it, something just for them

also loves posing for you

they will get so extravagant and unique with it LMAO

FREDDIE BADLINU

anything you make for him is a treasure

you made a little portrait of him and his closest friends, and it hangs on his bedroom wall where he can see it constantly

shows off your art and totally praises you for it

does silly poses for you to reference

you've made him a couple screensavers and stream starting soon pages

he absolutely loves your color pallettes good god

Freddie in acrylic paint>>>>>

"guys look at what my amazing partner made me today 🫶❤️"

sends you links to Instagram shorts or whatever to little crafts/ideas if you're having artist block

he finds a notebook full of sketches and random blurbs of/about him when you get bored and shit and have nothing better to do

absolutely head over heels because the fact you spend so much time making art of/for him, omg

if you bleach-paint shirts yk damn well he's wearing whatever you made him 24/7

NIKI NIHACHU

absolutely loves your character designs for her characters, they're all so unique and different and she loves it

your designs of osmp!niki are her favorite, considering she's literally a mermaid

the art you make with all her tattoos and piercings>>> omg

either totally adorable or totally badass

"more biker! niki bc she needs to learn how to bike rn... @/nikinihachu"

"amazing as always y/n/n 🫶 maybe I will..."

loves just quietly watching you do your thing

her and watercolor paints will never not be perfect

you make a whole mural for her because you got bored...

it's an abstract kind of goth-ish mermaid kinda thing on one of her office walls, and 'nihachu' spread across it in white, kinda cursive lettering, it's amazing

always making silly little doodles of her too

ALEX QUACKITY

cant even comprehend how talented you are

he always sees you drawing him and painting him and he's like "bro go touch grass u spend too much time thinking about me"

you also made a textured painting for Tiger

it's his prized possession, he loves it to much

almost broke down and cried when you gave it to him

loves looking at all the little doodles, drawings and character designs

his favorites are the ones of him with dynamic arm poses, even if you think they're bad

he thinks it adds a lot more personality and makes him look better LMAO

he loves and appreciates that you spend so much time on something about/for him, and so often as well

he looks so good in gouche paints that's all I'm saying

and in a kinda graffiti style as well omg

FOOLISH GAMERS

absolutely adores all the art you make of him

he'll even pose so you can get references and shit LMAO

him and watercolor paints... lord

AND COLORED PENCILS

any painting you've made for him is hung up on the wall

loves seeing your character designs for his dsmp/qsmp etc characters

he also shows them off online and points out all the cool things you've added and shit

even if it's just simple doodles of him, you'll add a splash of color w a marker or highlighter and he thinks it looks so awesome

you have post it notes all over your wall thatre just doodles of him and shit

you painted his shark logo on a giant canvas for him for a YouTube video

like 59 hours later you completed it and gave it to him as a birthday gift

he doesn't shut up about it after that

literally brags about it like he's a 15yo who just got a girlfriend for the first time before all his other friends

[bisonaari]

Käärijä Summer Camp report

I don't really come here anymore and I don't think I'll be back anytime soon, but I still wanted to make a post about this! It's probably gonna be pretty long hahaha

Last time I travelled with my husband, but this time with the amount of things to do and people to meet, he preferred staying at home and took care of our little balcony garden <3 Thanks to him we now have a full ass jungle on our balcony lol

My flights were really uneventful. My first flight to europe was so empty that I had a full row to myself so I could have some good sleep time (albeit a bit uncomfy lol, plane seats are so hard), but that was it.

When I got to Helsinki, I was welcomed by a bunch of GOOFS omg

@mitamicah @j-restlessgeek @teal-skull @katinkulta @clovermoonspell and her friend from Norway were all there, Micah and Susanna arriving a bit earlier than me. We all went to the place I was going to share with Missy, Susanna and @kaarijalist for the next two days.

Those people. Are the best. I fucking love them so much you have no idea. Everyone I'll tag in this post is an absolute cutie that I love but I'LL SAY IT EVERYTIME Skull gave me my birthday present in advance and I just BWAAAAAHH that was so sweet ;A; It was a Jukka autograph that they got for me back in Böle (now framed in my living room ehehehe) and a custom bracelet for me, inspired by my kääryle tattoo ;A; I loved it so ridiculously much it was ADORABLE

I learnt later that day that I wouldn't be able to meet @likearainbowinthedark until much later in my trip and it was a bit sad, I really missed them ;A; Friendship at first sight during february, and now I have to wait MORE to see their face again??? UNFAIR!! And also I had made little crochet frogs for them and their wife ohoho I couldn't wait to give them to their new owners <3

We also met with @formulalakana and @carpblu at a cafe during the afternoon! I was a bit burnt out by the whole you know… flying 12 hours thingie, so I ended up going back to our place but it was still lovely meeting with them they are amazing people!!

The day after that was the actual Summer Camp meet up day!! We all met at the mural together with many people already tagged here, but also @jaarijani @smimon @icbimakb and @tuherrus !! I can't believe that we just started to talk on tumblr and we were all there???? In person??? In front of that stupid Käärijä mural, exchanging bracelets and laughing together? That was just amazing

After a group picture, it was raining too much to have a proper picnic, so we went to the Tikkurila library to actually have some time to hangout and share snacks and gifts from our countries, and draw on each other's clothes and notebooks hahaha. A really, really lovely time with everyone, I'm so happy it went so well. On one side of the room was the Summer Camp flag that Skull had made, and to me it was perfect.

I also was sitting next to icbimakb and I had some time to nerd out to them because they're my fav artist of all time and they let me look at their sketchbook and it was an honor and I don't think that my eyes will ever recover from looking at so much beautiful art. @shirtlessradfahrer arrived at about that time as well.

A bit later we were joined by @follivora @wednesdayday @king-krisu and @khihi !! They didn't stay long but it was fun to finally meet after seeing them on tumblr for such a long time !! Some of us went to queuing, the rest of us stayed to clean up and we went to the venue a bit later <3

The Backas gig was one of the greatest moments of my life. Seriously. Everything went SO WELL??? Missy, Susanna and I headed out to the vip area for the pre show meal, and the food was amazing seriously. I wish I could have eaten about 3000 more of those fucking potatoes they were INCREDIBLE. We were looking at people running for barricade with tenderness hahaha, like "Look at our children <3 So much energy". Then suddenly, Missy spotted him. The Häärijä. Chatting to people next to the merch booth. She had to stop eating immediately because she had gifts to give him, and there might not be any other occasion to do so. I also handed her the fanzines because I'm a bit too shy and I don't have anything to say to Häärijä hahaha.

Part of my Backas report in a previous post ! I'll just focus on the untold parts here

At the venue it was time to meet @hyviihommi and @omppupiiras and also @blatantlyhidden and @because-its-eurovision !!! And wait also @tmrwds and @taidotonheiluja and some more people that I don't know the url of but I know are fellow tumblr users!!

I can't say how much I loved this gig. Hugo was really great, he looks so much like jere when he was younger hahaha. Käärijä was in SUCH a great mood, he was smiling so much and having the time of his life being on stage that day I don't think I'll ever recover. It felt so good being there and having an artist in front of us who was having a blast. I was dancing with Skull and Missy (my immediate neighbours hahaha), looking at Micah and Carpblu having a blast in front of us, enjoying the music that I had been listening for more than a year now with other people who also loved the same music. It was such an experience I will never forget this. We also got Paidaton riehuja!! I did remove my shirt hahaha. If I wasn't wearing a mesh shirt and a bra I would have gone full tits out hahaha, but it was too much of a hassle. But it was SO FUN being able to take part in this!!!

I don't usually listen to It's Crazy It's Party, but live?? It's seriously top 10 of the greatest moments of my life. Seeing everyone around me going fucking insane was incredible and I wish I could go back to those moments.

After the show, we stayed around a bit to chat more. We took another group picture, who is absolutely perfect and I will cherish forever.

Our little group went back to our appartment by taxi and we missed the occasion to say taksit on jo pihalla I'm very disappointed smh

We were already losing our minds because of how well the meetup and the gig went and everyone getting to see their blorbos and have pictures and chats with them, when Missy looked at her phone and SCREAMED because Häärijä had made a story with the fanzine holy shit. You don't know how fucking proud I was. I think I looked at it for 5 hours straight hahaha. He doesn't know how a video that probably took him 5 minutes to film and post made every artist's day it was INCREDIBLE.

(this is a terrible selfie but whatever HAHAHA)

On thursday, it was matching tattoos time!! I am now the proud owner of a pineapple tattoo, matching with Missy, Jay, Cass and Micah. I am ridiculously happy to have it. I feel like we really are a weird family and I found my people. I love it so, so much.

Got to meet with @pianist-chan that day as well!! We all had a lovely picnic together as a group in a park, then one song at a karaoke bar! Micah and I didn't vibe with the bar so after a huge peak of anxiety we all decided to leave hahaha. It was lovely hanging out with everyone anyway so whatever hahaha.

Friday was the Allas gig!! I met up with the gang in the morning to go eat breakfast together, and we ended up getting @hika-chachachan at the same time after we both discovered that we're not the only french fan here HAHAHA. Sorry for everyone with us, we spoke in french most of the meal time because it was fun not having to speak in english for a short time hahaha. Later that day, we took a picture making the JUL sign, the only correct pose for cringe french people uWu

Then I went back to my hostel for a nice nap, got some food with Kat and then finally joined the queue one hour before doors. (I got to see @izpira-se-zlato and @n3ongold3n there! And also I could hug Bec again 💚) We got a pretty nice spot so I'm not disappointed! Although this time Jukka didn't notice me but it's fine I can't win everytime hahaha. The gig was also a lot of fun, nothing much to say here! I didn't realize at that time that it was my last time of this trip seeing Elsa, and I only fully realized it after she left :' ( I would have hugged you a lot harder hahaha

Saturday, Benjamin Peltonen and Erika Vikman gig with the kcord gang!! Before that I went to eat lunch with Cass!! It was sad saying bye, but I really had a fun time with them ;A; <3

I was super late for the gig and arrived after doors because that one guy in my hostel didn't realize that THERE IS ONLY ONE TUMBLE DRYER FOR THE ENTIRE HOSTEL DON'T LEAVE YOUR CLOTHES HERE AFTER THEY'RE DONE. URGH. He told me he just went to take a shower because it was taking too long WATCH YOUR GODDAMN CLOTHES MY DUDE I was so annoyed hahaha

Another session of meeting up with new people! This time I got to chat with @labda-kesho @beesgobzzzing and @dragon0blood and some more people I don't know the url of!! Anyway we had a great time! Benjamin looks like an angel, and Erika is…… you know how Erika is I don't need to tell yall HAHAHA. Everything would have been perfect without the extremely drunk girls around us spilling their drinks everywhere and literally falling on people. They had to be escorted out during Erika's part because they were way too annoying for everyone.

On sunday I FINALLY MET WITH EKO YIPPIE IT WAS TIME. I went to visit them in Espoo and ended up staying chatting with them for like 5 hours big oops hahaha we get along so well it felt like 10 minutes ;A; It was also my first time taking the bus by myself in Finland like a big girl!!! For the tram Elsa helped me so I could take it alone after she showed me how to, but the bus to another city?? That was a first one my mother is very proud

Monday, I went to Suomenlinna! When I lived in France 20 years ago, I lived right next to the ocean in a coastal city. Then we moved inland in Canada and you don't know how much I miss the ocean every single day. It's the #1 thing I miss about living in France, so I HAD to go to Suomenlinna. First of all, being on a boat again was so great, I really had missed that. It reminded me of the ferries I used to go on to travelfrom my dad's place to my grandma's place. Great times hahaha. Then I just wandered around for three hours, minding my own business and avoiding people hahaha. I sat next to the sea listening to the waves for hours. And it was the BEST. I think it cured me of 28 mental illnesses I didn't know I had.

On tuesday, I met with Eko once again but in Helsinki this time! We went to get tea together and chatted for another couple of hours HAHAHA. Teemaa in Helsinki is a lovely tea shop and you should definitely go!! I also went to the Skywheel on my way back I just HAD to yknow, Käärijä tourism

After I got back to the hostel, it was packing time to leave Helsinki for other horizons.

PART 2: OUTSIDE OF THE CIRCLE

My next stop was Oulu! So I headed out to the train station on wednesday morning to go on a 6 hours journey hahaha. At least it was a direct train, and the guy next to me was only here from Tampere to Seinäjoki, so I still had quite a lot of space for myself.

Once in Oulu, I was staying with @theplantbish and her partner. I cannot say how much I love her. There are not enough words to express this. The other people I immediately fell in love with I had already met them prior, so no surprises here! (Yall know who you are hahaha) But it was our first time meeting and it was like we already knew each other from 25 years ago. We went from total strangers to great friends in about 5 seconds, and then it took two days to have heartfelt late night conversations crying in each other's arms lol. Anyway this whole paragraph is a love letter to Plant you are amazing and I love you. I can't believe that in two weeks we got to talking on a daily basis hahaha.

Anyway, we also met with @gaysontoast because we went to pick them at the airport and WOW what a tornado of bubbliness <3 They were absolutely wonderful to have as a roommate!! (and they sleep like the dead hahaha)

In the afternoon it was my first time meeting with @submariini and @ravensofskyhold as well! I'm scared that I will run out of available tag spaces like you can only tag 50 people per post lemme count a sec ok we're at 33 still good (but absolutely ridiculous that I got to meet 33 people from tumblr in the same week??? what happened to not meeting strangers from the internet lol) but anyway all lovely people!!

The day after, it was finally time for Suomipop!! In the morning we went to pick @punanenmarli from the train station! Plant and her got back to Plant's place walking hand in hand and it was the fucking cutest shit I had ever seen ;A;

We then met at suomipop for Bess! HOLY SHIT IS THAT WOMAN GORGEOUS??? HOW DARE SHE??? WHEN SHE EMPTIED THE WATER BOTTLE ON HER HEAD I JUST

anyway I was completely normal about this show. Hm. So normal. Even during the french part in Lähtee käsistä. So. Normal.

The others wanted to go see Kuumaa during the evening and I would have loved to as well, but it was raining, I was drenched and cold and miserable and instead just headed back to Plant's place where I was soooo normal about Bess.

On friday, it was my birthday, yippie!!! The clowns from kcord (NOT PEJORATIVE IT'S THEIR NAME OK) got me a card that they all signed and I loved it so much a a a a a a ;A;

We wanted front row for the Käärijä gig later in the evening, so we were there at doors and immediately went front row, which meant that we also got to listen to Viivi and Yö ! Tbh, I really liked Yö, I understand why they're a legendary band hahaha.

However, between the two shows, Plant came back to our group and told me that Jukka. Sorsa. Was. Hanging out. In the VIP section. Which we didn't have access to lol. So we ended up just watching him from afar, when I noticed that he and his friends were leaving the VIP section and crossing the festival area. I told it to Plant who asked me if I wanted to go see him but I was like naaaah I'm shy. So she asked if I wanted her to come with me and I immediately said yes HAHAHA. We went over his little group and when we arrived at about 10 feet from him we waved, and he immediately came to us to have a chat WHAT A MAN I LOVE HIM. I was so fucking awkward (leading to this great interaction… me: "I just wanted to say hi!" Jukka: "well… hi" AAAAAAA IT WAS SO AWKWARD LOL). He noticed the earrings I made out of the guitar plecs he gave me and reached for them sir excuse me do you want me dead hahaha. I didn't say much after that but we still got a picture together that Plant took for me ILYSM

I met with Kat, Lou and their friend just before the Käärijä show and it was amazing as usual. This man knows how to perform hahaha. WE ALSO HAD THIS WEIRD MID-SPEECH SHIT TALK??? JERE WH A T???

After Käärijä, we headed up towards the other stage to Kaija Koo. I was on my phone for I don't remember what, and Plant poked me to tell me "are you on your phone? how often in your life are you gonna see Kaija Koo live??" and she was so fucking right omg. I put my phone back in my pocket and it was absolutely great, got to hold hands with Plant while dancing, seriously amazing. One of my best birthdays ever if not THE best.

We had a meal at Hesburger after everything hahaha (I LOVE EVERYONE IN THIS HESBURGER), and in the not quite night of Oulu, to me everything felt so, so right.

Saturday, I got to see Kat and Lou again for souvenir shopping! I GOT THE FUCKING BEST MAGNET IT SAYS PASKA MAGNEETTI AND I'M FUCKING CRYING NO ONE AT HOME WILL GET THE REFERENCE BUT I DO AND THAT'S WHAT MATTERS LOL

I said bye to Kat after that but it's so ridiculous we live in the same country LOL I should visit Toronto at some point

At Suomipop, we got to see first Portion Boys and they were so full of energy what a show!!! Nothing can stop them, not the heat, not the wheelchair, NOTHING.

Smitten, Omega and I got to dip our feet in the water at the suomipop beach and it was so needed the sun was HOT that day. The fact that we weren't allowed more than our feet in the water was a tragedy though smh

After that, it was time to my beloved ARTTU WISKARI, I got into his stuff just before flying for Finland so I was delighted he was going to be at Suomipop!! Ed came with me to see him what a gentleman lol (seriously tho I really, really appreciate it!!)

Last suomipop show for me was Elastinen! While watching him I could only think that this was the most shark looking man I had ever seen HAHAHA.

After Elastinen, the group went to see Apulanta, while I went back to Plant's appartment to pack my suitcase, sadly.

On sunday, it was time to take the train again. Plant took me to the train station and we ended up crying so much hahaha I was a mess in the train. But if it hurt so much, it's because it was equally fun, and I can't wait to see her again.

I was headed to Tampere, then Turku! Skull escorted me to my Airbnb they're so lovely ;A; We talked together for about 6 hours lol before I had to leave to do some laundry. While my clothes were in the washing machine, we explored the k-market to find some Pirkka merch but it was all gone, so I just got a lovely @windows95man shirt hahaha. COME BACK TO TUMBLR TEEMU YOU BELONG WITH US

The day after I met with Skull again to buy some Posankka merch! Posankka…… my beloved…… the most beautiful pigduck of Finland <3 I got a reflector, in true finnish fashion hahaha. We then headed up to Luostarinmäki, an open air museum on finnish craftsmanship from the past. It was ridiculously interesting and we spent 3 hours where we only got to half of the museum LOL, we're nerds. Too bad…… I'll have to come back to Turku……… so sad

In the evening we watched TRAFIK and some more Powerwolf music videos, what a great evening holy shit

Interestingly enough, on tuesday I met up with… Skull again lol, they joined me in the park in the afternoon, we stayed here for 2 hours until we left to go to a student bar to get a lovely hot chocolate <3 It was absolutely delicious!

Wednesday, last day in Finland. I met up with, you have guessed, Skull again lmao. We headed to Vantaa (because I had a plane to take r i p).

Skull and I then headed to Arttu Wiskari's Allas gig. We were quite lucky as the rain had just stopped (btw Kallo I still have the rain poncho I stole from you lol it's in Canada now sorry).

We had so, so much fun. The gig was just really fun and light hearted, everyone knew the lyrics, and it was the best ending for an amazing trip. Nothing like dancing with your friend on good music!!

I hugged Skull and cried in the train. Familiar scene, lol. Me sobbing in trains in Finland. I love you so much Kallo.

There are no words left in my heart to express how loved I felt during these 17 days. I will be back. I promise. I can't bear to not go back when I left pieces of my soul with dear friends. Take care of them please, I'll be back to put some more of my soul in them. I love you. So very much. You made my life really bright for a short time, and knowing how good it can be to be alive I want to feel this again.

To all of you, who are my soulmates, my siblings, my loved ones, my beloved: thank you.

[steddieas-shegoes]

“We should probably just do vanilla cake, right?”

“Our daughter is not boring. She should have confetti cake.”

“Vanilla isn’t boring!”

“It’s literally called being vanilla when someone doesn’t like a little fun in the bedroom, Steve.”

“First of all, don’t call me that. Second of all, she’s turning one. She’s not gonna care. She’s never had most of this stuff.”

“So her first adventure with it should be fun!”

Steve and Eddie had been arguing about Ella’s first birthday for a month now. It was starting to become an issue as it was two weeks away and they’d planned nothing except for the guest list.

Even Robin was starting to get worried they wouldn’t be able to pull it off.

“What if we let her pick?”

“She’s one.”

“Yeah, and? We give her two options on pieces of paper and she picks one.”

“That’s a terrible idea.”

“Why?”

“Because what if she picks princess plates but dinosaur decorations?”

“Why can’t she have both?”

Steve glared at him.

“I’m just saying, she’s one. This party is more for us than her, and she won’t remember it.”

“But there’ll be pictures.”

“And when we all look back at them, she’ll be happy that we let her have whatever made her little one year old brain happy.”

Steve sighed, which meant Eddie was winning. This was the first time he’d had the upper hand the whole time.

“Where can we get a confetti cake?”

“You know Lena? Owns the bakery by the tattoo place?”

“The one who gave you the notebook of all the queer friendly spots in town?”

Eddie snaps his fingers and points at Steve.

“That’s her! She already offered to make one.”

“And you told her yes already, didn’t you?”

“I can neither confirm nor deny such allegations.”

Steve rolled his eyes and turned to continue writing things on his checklist that had nothing checked off.

“We also should check with Joyce about using the cabin. I know we said renting the bar out in the morning would be good, but imagine a first birthday in a bar.”

“It’s metal as hell, Stevie.”

“It’s questionable parenting, Eds.”

And here they were at another problem.

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“So you’ve accomplished nothing?”

“We got a cake!”

Eddie was sitting on the couch supervising Ella’s play time while Steve and Robin were “planning” her party in the kitchen.

Eddie had been banished from all party endeavors after he brought home a baby-sized electric guitar and drum set and said it was for her to play at the party.

Robin took over and, admittedly, they’d accomplished a lot more already.

But this was their first official meeting and Robin was shocked to find out that they had next to nothing with only one week until the party.

“You stop talking!” Robin yelled back at him.

So he focused on entertaining Ella.

“Baby girl, I don’t know about you, but this party planning business is not what it’s cracked up to be. Maybe we should just give you your presents here and call it a day, hm?”

“Dada! Pay!”

“Yes, baby, I’m playin’.”

He helped her build a castle with her alphabet blocks, smiling when she pointed to the D and said “D. Dada!”

She was so fucking smart, it was scary.

When she got bored with the blocks, she started tapping on her plastic keyboard, hitting the same two notes again and again.

Eddie showed her the D key.

“This is D, Ella. See this one? You push this and it makes a D note. D like Dada!”

Ella pushed the key and then clapped.

“D! D!”

“Yeah, D!”

She kept smacking the D key, and Eddie kept smiling at her.

Someone cleared their throat behind him and he turned to see Steve smiling down at them, hands on his hips.

“Oh. Ella, show Daddy what you learned.”

“D! Dada! Daddy!” She said as she banged the D key.

Steve sat down next to Eddie and put his hand on his knee, squeezing it once before running his thumb back and forth over the hole in his jeans.

“You showed her that?”

“I’m gonna make her into a baby Mozart,” he said as he nodded. “She’s a natural.”

“Okay, love.”

“How’d the planning go?”

“Robin’s handling it.”

“All of it?”

Steve sighed.

“She said I’m being unreasonable.”

“But when I say it, I’m being rude and not giving you a chance.”

“When she says it, I know it’s true. When you say it, I know it’s because you’re not getting your way.”

“Do you hear this Ella? Slander from your father. I remember when it was just you and me, playing some tunes…”

“Oh my god,” Steve said around a laugh.

“Sometimes three’s a crowd, huh Ella?”

“Dada song!”

“Here, I play, you help.”

Eddie sat Ella in his lap and moved the keyboard in front of them, holding her tiny hands in his to guide them through Twinkle Twinkle Little Star.

Steve clapped at the end of it, beaming at them both as if they’d just performed at Madison Square Garden.

“Incredible. I’d offer you a record deal on the spot.”

“Already had that, I’m retired. Thank you, though.”

Eddie kissed the top of Ella’s head as she kept banging on the keys, then leaned over to kiss Steve’s forehead.

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Robin pulled off a hell of a party.

Not only did she manage to find princess rock star decorations, but she managed to find a live band that was willing to play kids songs, and a caterer who was willing to serve an entirely new menu so last minute.

There was even an open bar for the adults.

Eddie’s entire band and their families were there, the Hawkins crew and their families, Steve’s coworkers and their families, and most surprising of all, Steve’s mom.

He’d gone back and forth on whether to even invite her, but since she’d left his dad, she’d been trying to reconcile and get to know him again.

She brought a Barbie dream house because she didn’t seem to understand that one year olds weren’t quite at Barbie level, but it was the thought that counted or so Eddie kept reminding Steve when he got mad about “thoughtless gifts that just take up space.”

Ella loved playing with all the kids and sharing her new toys. Eddie and Steve had built her a play set at home that she didn’t even see yet.

She was spoiled, but it was the best kind.

Not the kind that Steve had growing up; useless and thoughtless gifts that were flashy and expensive because that’s what helped his parents feel better about leaving him with nannies or alone.

The kind where love was in abundance, where everyone wanted her to have the best because they loved her, where the best was sometimes the dollar store magic wand and tiara set so she could play princess and sometimes was a toddler sized drum set. Everyone came to her party because they were excited she was part of the family, not because they expected a big blowout with the finest food and drinks money can buy.

Eddie took a moment to look around at everyone. He never knew he’d end up here, he couldn’t have even dreamed it in his wildest ones that came from being cross faded in high school.

Steve wrapped his arms around him from behind, kissing his shoulder when he started to lean back.

“Turned out great, right?”

“It did, sweetheart. Always does with you.”

[lucienarcheron]

SJM Live Event 9.26.2023

This was so fun! I loved the questions and rapport between Christian Lauren and Sarah. Below is a recap of what was discussed :)

She looks great!

They met years ago when SJM was still writing TOG (on book two)

COURTOFMASS helped narrow down the questions so AYY fandom

CL likes to see when people try to summarize the SJM’s books so they asked SJM to summarize CC

SJM’s palms were sweating (LOL) and she summarized it as “a mix of urban fantasy, fantasy, fantasy but modern world - kick ass snarky heroine who goes on a journey of self-discovery and healing with hot ass dudes and hot sex”

“Doesn’t look any family members in the eye” because of her smut (lol)

SJM doesn’t look at any theories. “I say no in the most loving way”

She doesn’t have social media on her phone so she’s not lurking around on the internet. She just wants to stay in her creative bubble. Every now and then a friend will send her something “lol look at this crazy theory” 

Creating CC / what was that like? 

It was a year-long process and ongoing as she was writing it. She’s back living in NYC and growing up in the city inspired a lot of this book. The idea came to her on a plane while on tour (possibly HOF) and she heard a piece of music, and saw Danika’s voice reaching out to Bryce. It’s when she burst into tears and Bryce came to life (she’s told us this before). She kind of worked in reverse as it unraveled in her mind. It’s something she thought about for years and it was her “fun” / side project. Over the course of a bunch of years, until TOG was starting to wrap up, she kept coming back to it. 

This was the story she wanted to tell because she loved Bryce and Hunt so much by that point. It was over the course of years daydreaming about this story and peeling away the images of the story. She had a lot of fun writing this book.

How does she keep track of the worlds she creates?

Publisher has an official bible which they constantly reference and she has an awesome editor that remembers all the important stuff and small moments/lines. She has a terrible memory in real life but SJM keeps all her stories occupied in her brain. Also keeps a bunch of notebooks.

We don’t know much about Hunt’s origin so are we going to find out about his parentage and background in the next book? 

We will learn more about Hunt in the next book. As for his well-being, “I make no promises. I’m not saying anything about anything.” LOL. “I will say that when I was working on HOSAB my editor and I were thinking about what was the most horrible thing that could happen.” Originally she considered him getting his wings chopped off again but her editor was like “what can be worse” and it’s the slave tattoo again. A new level of trauma for him to unload in the next book. “He has a lot of room to grow and shit to deal with it. Poor Hunt, he’s in for a journey coming up.” 

Will we find out more about the Autumn King? Does he connect to the Autumn Court?

Yes, we will learn more (about him not necessarily yes to the Autumn Court connection). “He’s not a father in any way.” In the process of writing and editing, he’s become one of her favorite to write because he’s so horrible and terrible. He’s capable of doing the right thing but doesn’t. He’s just a fucked up, horrible person. It’s a lot of fun to put opposing characters in a room to see what happens (bryce vs autumn king). It’s so satisfying for her to see a woman get one up on a douchey asshole.

Ruhn question - Some headcanon in the SJM fandom (that I didn’t quite catch but it made them all laugh) Something about Ruhn and vibrators? Sarah nearly fell down the stairs laughing about this. Now that she’s thinking about sweet Ruhn and where he is, she feels bad. (SARAH NO).

Talked about her writing process - Sometimes she will write a whole draft and realize it’s not what she wants. When she was working on HOFAS, she was going through some shit (didn’t want to elaborate) and she wrote the whole thing but then she didn’t like it. She was “meh” about it. She knew she hadn’t found the right story and it wasn’t good enough. She is very intense about her writing and wants to put her very best writing out there. 

There’s a little bit of an extra gap between the books because she had her baby but also she went through the first/second round of edits with other things going on that she wasn’t in the right space. She felt like she needed to throw out the whole thing and start over. She wrote a brand new draft in 4-5 weeks and then she found the story. A couple of scenes stayed from the first draft but almost of it is new. She never wants to put out any work she doesn’t believe in. “You can’t fix a blank page.” so it’s all part of the writing process for her. 

For example, the book she’s working on now - spent the whole day writing a scene but she doesn’t like it and it’s part of the process. 

What it was like waiting for readers to get to the ending of HOSAB / Another author asked about when she decided to crash her worlds together the author can’t fathom that Sarah didn’t plan this out from the beginning so when Aelin went through the worlds and Rhys sees her - “Are you some crazy genius where all these little breadcrumbs come into your brain or was it intentional?” 

Not a genius in any way. Talks about her son and how he says “I’m Sarah J Mask” - her kids keep her humble (lmao). Her son is obsessed with Taylor Swift so it doesn’t matter what she does, she’ll never be Taylor Swift so she’ll never be cool (lol). She loves Taylor and has so much respect for her and now she knows all her songs because they only listened to her in the car. She has the little golden book of TS for her son (LOL). In the eyes of her son, TS is the only creative genius and she is all for it. 

When it comes to the ending of this book, she knew for a while and knew these worlds overlapped before she started working on KOA. She knew Aelin was going to crash through these worlds and had already started daydreaming on CC. When she wrote that scene of Aelin, she wanted her to go through the ACOTAR world and see Feysand then had her go through the CC world. When she was really working on CC officially, while daydreaming about it, she got into this idea of the worlds and how they’re all technically connected. She remembered having this “what the fuck” moment of HOSAB’s ending. “I don’t know what’s happening to my body” and everything clicked in. While working on CC1, she was able to plant some seeds.

When she finally wrote the end of HOSAB with Rhys, she cried. Things had just completely gone to shit in CC and “my wonderful Rhys” comes in. One of her favorite parts that she’s ever written. 

Will we see ACOTAR characters coming in/having POVs? - “I’m not saying anything about anything.”  We will see some of the ACOTAR world. It basically picks up close to where we left off.

Is Dankia really dead - “Um, yeah.” LOL “She is dead and as much as I wish was miraculously living, she’s dead.”

Is Connor really dead - “Yes?” LOL

Does Emil really have no powers? - Passed on answering this. “I like it.”

With magic being weaker in the modern world, do mates mean the same thing in the fantasy (ACOTAR/TOG) as they do in the modern world? - Pass because (they started speaking over each other here but I assume it will be because we will understand more of this in HOFAS). 

Is Hunt really Bryce’s mate - “Am I going to destroy some kind of theory?” She answered, “YES, HE IS HER MATE.”  She talked about how she’s changed the LI in her other series (the FMC’s first LI not being her last one) but with CC she kept the same LI from the beginning to the end -  “If they both make it to the end.” (she’s so mean for this LOL)

When the first ACOTAR book came out, it was hard for her to keep Feysand a secret because people would tell her how much they loved Tamlin and she had to just smile awkwardly about it (lolol).

How much of Bryce’s power has she accessed? - We’ll see in the next book!

They talked a little about parenting and their kids aging and personal stories for a bit. 

CL mentioned SJM previously saying that people won’t need to read ACOTAR to read CC and vice versa. Is that statement still true? - “You should read ACOTAR and if you haven’t read ACOTAR and get to HOSAB, it’ll make you want to read it.” She had them put an AD in the back of HOSAB for people to read ACOTAR. She then said, “I do not stand by that statement. I renounce this statement. Read ACOTAR first.” (👀)

Discussed the cover of HOFAS and whether the cover has a dragon head - “I am not saying anything. There are always easter eggs.”  She added, “We made sure there were many easter eggs.”  It’s probably her favorite cover. It came together so beautifully. 

Did she write HOSAB in order? - She’s always super pumped to write her endings. She has to write in a linear/chronical fashion and she dangles the ending as motivation. She was powering through the rest of the book so she could get to writing the endings of HOSAB. It was the same with ACOSF with Nesta in the Blood Rite and saving Feyre. 

What were some of the most fun/favorite/hardest scenes- In HOEAB, when Hunt discovers Bryce’s unicorn collection. Sarah has collections of My Little Pony and has been in bidding wars for them. She loves them LOL.  Another scene will always be Bryce and Danika doing the drop. She still cries thinking about it. “Call me sentimental, cheesy, or whatever - I believe in our darkest moments we aren’t alone.”  That scene means a lot to her. 

In HOSAB - she loved the opening of the book where they’re basically at a frat party “Wonder where the inspo for that came from” LOL / She loves the little moments of them living their lives and getting to be themesleevs in between disasters. She loved it when Ruhn was super stoned lmao. She also loved the scene with The Hind and Ithan in the bar as well as the end of HOSAB with the Hind revealing herself to her Ruhn; she cried a lot while writing those scenes. 

She gets so emotionally involved with her books/characters. Most of the book is what she loves. She needs to be obsessed with her book because she has to read it over so many times and stay in love with it as she rereads it.

She remembers seeing tear stains on copies of her manuscripts. She loves all her characters so much and they make it worth it across all the series. They feel real to her.  She’s getting to see them in all aspects of their lives. 

Three Bigger Questions - 

One of the reasons they clicked as friends is because they have the same fangirl heart - CL loves her passion for things. How does it feel to have this fandom follow her the way she follows her favorites? Sarah mentions how she was a fangirl of CL first. 

It feels weird to even say fandom for her books. It’s beyond anything she’s ever hoped for herself. There’s no ego here but she grew up as a fangirl for so many things so it blows her mind that people connect with these characters and worlds and that they mean something to them. She also has a profound sense of gratitude that she gets to do what she loves because of the people who read her books. She’s deeply appreciative of the joy and enthusiasm we bring to the books. It’s a very humbling and moving thing to inspire someone. 

Every time she sees someone reading her book, she walks up to them and talks about it apparently! One girl on the street walked by her and Josh and they saw a tattoo of the mountain with three stars and they wanted to ask her about it. Sarah sent Josh to ask her about her tattoo. “He wasn’t cool about it, he just blurted it out.”  She then introduced herself but the girl didn’t seem to believe her HAHA. “No makeup and in regular street clothes. I think she thought I was a lunatic on the street. I don’t think she left the encounter believing it was me.” “I’m going to be quiet and not scare people anymore.” 

She saw a guy on the subway reading ACOMAF “Is he reading some sexy ass stuff on the subway?” but he was reading it because his gf was reading it.

It blows her mind seeing people read her books in real life just like seeing her book on shelves never gets old. 

Now that CC3 is done, what are you working on now? 

Currently working on/drafting the next ACOTAR novel! That’s all she will say. She has become so focused and excited writing this book. She described it as the feeling when you’re first obsessed with someone and all they’re thinking about. For the next god knows how many months or “a million years”  LOL

[lexygabe]

tora aikawa / twisting tiger headcanons/rewriting/etc.

(march/11/1990)

pisces sun | virgo moon | aquarius rising

INFP - 9w8 - sx/so - 974 - ESI - RLUAI - EFVL - Melancholic-Phlegmatic

general headcanons:

• trans masc, he/him, gayace,

• nobody cares but his sexuality headcanons were made by me when i was mad at wattpad bitches infantalizing him and making him their uwu japanese anime boyfriend,

• also he is little gremlin man before anybody start treating him as omg so cute trans boy hahaha gay baby. nah, he will kick you directly in the balls (even if you don't have them) and he will do this with pleasure,

• as a kid he was creepypasta enjoyer (he tortured miko with them when he was trying to sleep),

• philosophy nerd, not only into "asian philosophy", but philosophy in general. marxism, stoicism, nihilism, epicureanism, etc. everything,

• he reads this big fucking books weighing tons and they are always the craziest shit ever like "the idiot" by fyodor dostoevsky,

• i think he is russian literature fan in general,

• i think he had something that we could describe as depressive episodes, but he was never diagnosed with it til adulthood. and to be honesg tiger himself thought that everyone have felt something like that from time to time,

• probably has light ptsd,

• his friendships with nakama players (besides his and miko bond) aren't that strong like they used to. this is "when both of you start to distancing from each other and you become strangers to each other" situation, (he misses them)

• he self expressing himself very often in form of his new tricks, but also in his writing (he has a lot of notebooks with multiple essays),

• loves cartoons,

• <energy drinks3,

• he has keyhole top surgery type of scars,

• he become strika member after his whole transition journey,

• when doc got his medical results he was a little bit confused bcs birth certificate said that tiger is afab, so he informed coach about it,

• some day after training coach took tiger aside and told him that if anybody's gonna have problem with his identity, he will talk to them and he also asked tiger if he was capable of informing him or doc about his problems/health,

• rasta was first to know, bcs he and tiger went out for a beer together once and tiger started pointing out on his chest and telling a whole story totally drunk. the next day rasta walked up to him and asked in friendly-jokingly way is it safe for him to remove his muscle breasts, to which tiger replied with laugh,

• besides rasta, coach and doc. shakes, klaus and probably whole reserve players bench know about him,

• y'all will eat me (for speaking the truth) but matador, joe and north don't know about the fact that he is trans. bcs north definitely says f/aggot at least once a day, el is this cis lgb+ stereotype in tigers eyes (even tho matador doesn't care about gender identity, if you are hot, then you are hot and you will have to deal with his interest in you) and joe may perceive tiger differently when he would come out (again, this is how tiger feels about him),

• he is very critical of the sigma male trend and whole "sigma" idea in general, he even done a research and watched and read american psycho and fight club (yeah ik this is so random),

• idealist. he is close with his feelings and morality, so he assumes very often that everyone controls their own emotions like him,

• he is both idealist and skeptic,

• texts >>>>>>> voice messages/video calls,

• had religion crisis,

• he develops his trust to people very slowly,

• has mulitple accounts on twitter and makes the best trolling posts out there,

• he has decent knowledge about politics,

• watches kdramas when bored,

• he was wearing brackets in the past,

• has a lot of collections (like gadgets from chips' wrappers, TALISMANS, jewelry, figurines), but he is not obsessed about them,

• has tattoos like this:

• DEFINITELY HAS SOMETHINGG FROM HYPERMOBILITY SPECTRUM. that's why he is so flexible.

throught the series (og tv show, rewriting):

• [—] is waiting to be completed.

relationship with:

• miko: ik a lot of you ships them, but they are platonic to me.

they are like brothers. sometimes they fight for dear life and the other time they send each other funny memes at 3 am. in my head, both of them didn't have a great family dynamic, so they stayed together late at night.

miko was more easy going, so he was always worried about tiger when something happened to him. they aren't ashamed to show their love to each other.

• inyo: when they were kiddos she truly loved him in the most sisterly way you can think of. both of them are very careful when it comes to developing relations so they become very important to each other. it hurt when they had no contact with each other for years and then they become super league enemies (they never even have a talk after this).

• rasta: tiger is welcomed in rasta's house and tiger is always open to do something for rasta in return. buddies.

• cool joe: its complicated. on the one hand they are good friends and joe considers tiger as one of the most normal mates in their team, but they still have that unresolved tension that prevents them from deepening their relationship further.

• others: ?

fashion headcanons:

• smokey eye makeup supremacy,

• TW SCARYASS PRINTED SHIRT. he wears t-shirts with the most obscure shit on them

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• his style is something between grunge, gothic and alt,

• he wears platform shoes to look taller than he actually is,

• some examples of his fits:

music headcanons:

• soft rock!! (car seat headrest is his beloved), j-pop, mcr & bôa.

NSFW:

• had a tdick at the time when he was playing for nakama,

• is into t4t relationships, bcs every cis gay guy he had thing for were super weird about him and either have had internalized transphobia or specific fantasies that crossed his boundaries of comfort,

• tldr give this man a trans bf so he could have the most non sexual intercourse.

[seraphicsentences]

canvas of comfort: when tattoos mend hearts in the dark <3

ellie williams x cat 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩

AN: lol. i don’t know how to write but i never see ellie x cat stories so i thought i’d give it a shot. this is not edited. why did i try writing. let me know what you think!! xx

tags: ellie williams x cat, tlou universe, first kiss kinda, soft ellie, baby ellie, jackson’s resident tattoo artist cat, the story we never got but deserved, background joel + ellie <33

After turning over the idea numerous times in her head, Ellie gave in. The bite mark was, for the most part, hidden. Ridges and indents from the remnants of her old self-instilled chemical burn perfectly blended the curved marks of infected teeth— not exactly pretty, but it did the job. She received a real scolding from Joel when he found out what she had done.

~~ flashback ~~

Ellie didn’t know what to do once she rinsed off the chemical mixture with water. Her skin flamed a bright red, and the shirt stuffed in her mouth was entirely soaked through with saliva. She was dizzy with pain, and the air against her forearm felt like needles. The burn didn’t seem to be getting better the more she rinsed.

Ellie heaved a sigh, “Well fuck me.” She knew what she had to do… or more, who she had to face. Joel was going to absolutely murder her.

She loosely wrapped her arm in the softest shirt she could find, and used her good arm to pat her face with water- hopefully reducing the hot pink flush across her cheeks. Feeling this was the most normal she was gonna look, Ellie quickly snuck her way towards the main house, praying to God she wouldn’t run into anyone.

It’d be hard to explain exactly why she decided to melt off a layer of her skin in the middle of the night.

~~

“Are you crazy? Ellie, you could have been seriously injured! What if it burned off more than just your skin?”

“I’m fine Joel! It’s not a big deal! You said we needed to figure a way to hide it from the others, so I found us a way.”

“This is not what I meant when I said that! We don’t have doctors here in Jackson.. let alone the right supplies at the moment to let this properly heal. We’ll have to keep this bandaged for now. You’re lucky I have patrol in Teton tomorrow morning, I’ll stop by that pharmacy there first thing. You were scheduled for patrol in Wilson, correct?”

“Yes… I can still g-“

“Absolutely not. You’re staying here until I get back tomorrow. Don’t go putting anything else on it. I mean it. I’ll tell Maria you’re not feeling well, you hear me?”

“Yeees, Joooeel. What you say goes.”

“Thank you, Joel?”

“Thank you, Joel.”

~ flash-forward ~

Ellie finds her way to Cat’s place, a small old back-house on the far edge of Jackson. Cat had agreed to do the tattoo, after much convincing that it would be perfectly fine to do over her old injury. Ellie had brought her notebook with her, several pages with sketches dedicated to potential designs.

She knocks on the door, shifting with anticipation. “Hey Cat. It’s me, Ellie, here for, uh, you know,” she calls through the wood.

The door opens, Cat’s face peeking through. Her dark eyes slide down to meet Ellie’s as she smiles. “Oh hey Els, come on in,” she beckons, widening the space between the door frame to let Ellie slide in under her arm. “Sorry ‘bout the mess, it’s from last night’s whole fiasco. You should’ve come!”

Ellie chuckles, scratching behind her ear out of nerves. “Yeah yeah, next time. Joel and I were having a movie night.”

She follows Cat towards her room, stepping over bunches of paper and books, before finally entering the dimly lit space.

“You guys and your movies. Cute. I don’t have like a tattoo chair or anything so you can just sit on my bed by that table. It’ll be more comfortable anyways.” Cat motions.

She goes around the room, picking up a few materials and such before dragging a small stool to the edge of the bed.

She sits down, straddling it, as Ellie, wide-eyed, watches. “You coming or what?” Cat laughs, head tilted over her shoulder to peek at her.

“Yeah, sorry”, Ellie mumbles, ears blushing, as she moved her way onto the foot of the bed. She shuffles backwards to lean against the wall and hands Cat the sketchbook, already flipped open to one of her drawings.

“I was thinking something like this, just around here,” Ellie points to her scabbed forearm.

“I like it. You’re quite the artist aren’t you,” Cat teases.

“Ha- ha. Shut up,” Ellie says, rolling her eyes.

Cat grins, eyes glinting with laughter before pulling Ellie’s arm off her lap and onto the table.

“Let me know if it hurts, okay? This’ll take a couple sessions, so we can take breaks whenever, just let me know.”

Ellie hums an okay, and Cat moves to get started.

~~

After a painful 2 hours, Cat decides they’ve made enough progress, and scribbles down a couple of dates for Ellie’s next sessions. The afternoon had been filled with slow chatter, warm smiles, and soft touches. Ellie was completely unable to tear her eyes away from Cat as she worked.

Everything about her was hypnotizing: the way strands of her jet-black hair fell out of her loose bun, framing her sharp olive cheekbones, how the veins on her hands pronounced with every motion, the way Cat peeked through her eyelashes at Ellie to make sure she was okay to keep going…

Ellie hoped she didn’t notice the raised goosebumps on her skin. She had never felt so nervous around another person here at Jackson, but there was just something about Cat that had Ellie’s heart in hummingbird mode.

Her piercing appearance contrasted greatly with her gentle mannerisms, and Ellie felt entirely succumbed to her.

~~

It was just about afternoon and her final session at Cat’s, and Ellie couldn’t help but feel disappointed, knowing she wouldn’t have any more excuses to spend hours alone at Cat’s, pressed close together hovering over her arm.

“Hey Els,” Cat greets, her eyebrow raised. “You ready to finish this up?”

“Hi Cat,” Ellie smiles, “Thanks for doing this.”

“Sure thing,” Cat says, as they trail into the bedroom.

Ellie settles in her typical spot, fingers drumming on the table as Cat preps her station with all her tools. By now they’ve fallen into an easy routine, actions on autopilot, Cat humming some 80s tune under her breath as she inks.

An hour or so passes before Cat looks up, meeting Ellie’s enamored green eyes, and says, “Well… I’m all done here. You like it?”

Ellie tears her eyes away, stumbling over her words as she gawks at Cat’s beautiful work etched onto her skin. “That’s crazy good, I-what do I owe you?”

Cat laughs as if Ellie’s just told her one of her pocketbook jokes. She moves onto the bed as her laughter fades, pushing aside Ellie to make room to sit. Her gaze slowly traces up from Ellie’s forearm to her lips- then her eyes.

Cat’s hooded expression grows darker, and she asks just above a whisper, “What can you give me?” She sounds absolutely carnal, her head turned just enough for their noses to hover not even a centimeter away from one another.

Mind-fogged and pupils blown, Ellie breathes out the only word that comes to mind, “Anything.”

She blinks and Cat’s moved on top of her, straddling her thighs, core hovered just above Ellie’s hips and lips crashing to meet her own. It’s filled with passion, but so soft at the same time, just like Cat. She tastes like soda and cigarettes, and Ellie lifts her hands to rest on Cat’s waist, when her freshly done tattoo brushes against the bedsheet.

It’s as if she’s just been dumped with a bucket of ice water, and instinctively, Ellie throws Cat off of her onto the other side of the bed. “What the fuck, Cat?”, she yells.

Her fingers meet her lips as she touches them, face paled, and her heart in her stomach. Cat’s expression matches her own.

“Shit. Sorry, it’s just-“ She’s infected. I just infected her, was all Ellie could think. What came out of her mouth was, “Let’s go for a walk.”

Cat pauses, her hair now tousled as she tucks in her lips. Looking down, she quietly responds, “Yeah, okay.”

~~

The pair paints quite the picture, a rather buff woman covered in tattoos following after a shorter blushing brunette (redhead?? how does one classify auburn 😭) through the greenery filled outdoors.

Cat is the first to break the silence. Clearing her throat, she says, “Hey Ellie I’m s-“.

“No, no, listen,” Ellie cuts her off. She turns around to face Cat, eyebrows scrunched together as she looks up. “I- I, uh,” Ellie stumbles over her words. She doesn’t know how to break the news, how to explain her past, how Cat will react if she tells her she might turn because of their kiss.

Cat’s head falls to the side, a soft, pained smile gracing her pink lips as she murmurs, “You don’t have to explain yourself. I totally misread the vibe.”

Shaking her head Ellie tries to explain, “Cat-“

“I’m sor-“, Cat apologizes.

“I’ve never kissed anyone! I was nervous!” Ellie blurts out.

Cat’s eyebrows jump up as her mouth gapes open, trying to make feel for the words she wants to say. She lands upon the word, “Oh”, a laugh bursting from her chest as a heartwarming smile spreads across her face.

Ellie, knowing the truth and finding the situation a whole lot less amusing, groans, “Caaaat. Stop it, it’s not funny!” I mean, there was a chance she wouldn’t turn, right?

Cat ignores Ellie’s arguments, still laughing and grabs her hand, pulling her back towards the house, teasing, “C’mon, Els, no need to get all scared of me. I don’t bite.”

You might in a couple of hours, Ellie thinks.

~~

It’s half past 3 in the morning, and Ellie is anything but tired. The garage- turned room is filled with sounds of Cat’s sleepy snores, and Ellie watches (creep 🙄) as her chest rises and falls with her breathing.

The movie is long over, Cat not staying awake to see the ending, and Ellie quietly thanks the heavens for Cat’s exhaustion. She hasn’t shown any signs of infection yet, luckily, but Ellie isn’t going to take any chances.

In the meantime, she takes in Cat’s seraphic features. Her lips are just barely parted, slightly cracking due to the dry air. Ellie wants to wet them with her own. Strands of Cat’s short, black hair fall across the bridge of her nose as she shifts onto her side. Ellie reaches out to tuck them behind her ear, ever so gently, so as not to disturb her slumber.

The night passes and the morning comes, and Ellie stays, her face rested on the crook of her arm, eyes peeking over to watch Cat’s face. Soon enough, Cat inhales deeply and her eyes flutter open to meet Ellie’s stare. “Hey, stalker.” she whispers. The rasp in Cat’s voice pulls at Ellie’s heartstrings and she blushes a scarlet red, feeling caught. Her embarrassment is quickly overturned by the surging relief of Cat’s normal condition. “How do you feel?” tone hopeful, she can’t help but ask.

Cat lifts herself to lean on one arm before smoothly responding, “Like I want to kiss you again.”

Ellie lets her relief crash over as she smiles, still blushing, and leans in to press it into Cat’s matching grin. She can’t help but sigh into the kiss, before moving her lips more fervently, more hungrily, scrambling to take in as much of Cat as she can.

Finally Ellie leans away, falling back into the mattress, bouncing when she lands. Cat chuckles, “Not so nervous anymore, are we?”

Ellie doesn’t even complain about her teasing. She tucks her smile into the pillow, saying, “Just kiss me.”

AN: they’re so cute 😭😭. pov me blushing and kicking my feet at my own writing. i just needed this so bad.

[pinkiepiebones]

Ok because you asked, now I need to see RENFIELD getting a tattoo. Or, if he's averse, him seeing tattoos he likes on other people

"It's not that I'm afraid," Robert says, flipping through a self-help magazine. "I just don't like being around needles that aren't of the sewing variety. Or having needles anywhere near me."

Rebecca raises an eyebrow. "That sounds like a fear."

"It's not."

"Mm."

"It's an aprehension."

"Okay."

The subject of tattoos had come up during group. Carol had come in with a bandaged arm and spent half the hour insisting it was just a tattoo, no, I'm not seeing anyone, you guys really think I still wouldn't stand up for myself, and so on. She opened her notebook and showed everyone the concept she had taken to the tattoo artist.

"I know it's the most cliched thing in the world, but it's a phoenix. You know, rise from the ashes, that shit. Rebirth, renewal. Back from the dead."

The group started joking about how they should all get tattoos signifying that they all had, in fact, come back from the dead. As the group talked about it ("is this real? Are we doing this?" "What about a little bat?" "Fangs?" "Did anyone else see that triangle with one eye when they died? What about that?"), Robert had switched chairs to sit closer to Carol and look at her drawing. She had bristled at his closeness, at first, but it wasn't Robert's fault, that's just how Carol was.

"Do tattoos hurt?" he finally asked. Carol shrugged.

"It depends on where you get it, and how complicated the design is." She nodded towards the rest of the group. "You should ask to see Rob's sometime, dude's got this amazing wizards and dragons scene on his back." She glanced at Robert, sighed, and rolled up her sleeve. "I got this one when I was fifteen. A ...friend bought a shitty tattoo kit online and practiced on me. Not that I could, y'know, stand up for myself back then."

It was a little heart. Outlined in black, filled in red. Maybe the size of a penny.

"You thinking about getting one?"

Robert blinked and shook his head. "Oh, no, no. I've had enough pain in my life," he chuckled. "I just think they're interesting."

"You should get one for killing Dracula," Carol suggested. "Nothing big, just, like, a wooden stake or something."

Robert smiled at the suggestion.

So at his apartment he's brought it up with Rebecca, and the subject of needles came up, and here we are.

"Ooh, wait, I have an idea," Rebecca says. "You should just buy a bunch of Sharpies and draw your tattoo on. No needles, no scabbing, and if you really get sick of drawing it on, maybe that'll outway your "apprehension" about it."

Robert chuckles and smiles. "You don't even know what design I'd want. What if I want something that takes me two hours to draw on and takes up my whole arm?"

"Well, what design do you want?" Rebecca pokes around the coffee table and finds a notebook- she goves Robert a glance, he nods, it's fine to use- and a pen and slides them towards him.

Robert is surprised how quickly the design emerges on the paper; he hadn't been thinking about it very long, or so he thought.

Rebecca leans over as soon as he sets the pen down.

"A butterfly?"

He nods, shyly.

Rebecca grins. "It's perfect for you."

[withacapitalp]

Hidden Gem Friday

DID I FORGET ITS FRIDAY??? YEAH BUT MY LITTLE SISTER IS HERE SO UHHHHH Hey it's here!!! As always still taking prompts for this!!! The way I'm gonna do these now I think is the first rec above the read more and then the rest below! Hope you guys like that haha

In Eddie's Honour by literaldisneyprincess aka the amazing @maxinemaxmayfield !!!! Recced by me bc this fic is literally a treasure 5.8k- Steddie (Complete)

Summary:

Without thinking, he reaches down and slides his fingers over the indent made by the pen. Eddie must have pressed down harder than necessary, leaving a tactile mark as well as the visual one.  Steve’s hit by the realisation that Eddie will never write his name again. Never write or draw, or even hold a pen again. Ever.  For the first time in two weeks, he stops. He looks around his room, feeling lost, feeling alone and so achingly, horribly empty. - - - Steve struggles with the grief left behind after Eddie's death and how he can move past it without forgetting.

My Thoughts:

I WROTE AN ENTIRE THREE PARAGRAPH THOUGHTS AND THEN TUMBLR DELETED IT NAYHHH. Okay I'm going to try and recreate it. The thing that always gets me about Morgan's writing is the level of detail. It's not just writing like it becomes a whole experience? the font and the notebook page and all these little add ons that just sink you so deep into the story!!! My favorite scene has to be the tattoo scene I remember Morgan talking about this one with us and workshopping it and watching this story come to fruition was such an utter joy. it's on my short list of fics to read when I need a good grief moment haha

I'll feel the sickness less and less by softshr3k Recced by an anon 3.6k (Complete) - Platonic Stobin

Summary:

“What did they do to you?” she finally asks, her voice a whisper. Steve shuts his eyes, breathing in slowly. Everybody seems to want to ask him questions he doesn’t have the right answers to lately. “It doesn’t matter. I’m fine, it’s over.” When he opens his eyes again he can tell she doesn’t believe him, but she doesn’t ask again. Steve thinks he might love her for it. (or, the immediate aftermath of Starcourt, because Steve and Robin are traumatized and also platonic soulmates)

My thoughts:

Okay so I wrote a fic really similar to this one because I NEEDED more of early Stobin, and damn if this didn't hit that niche so perfectly!!!! Like ough I just Robin and Steve have such a lovely really complicated relationship. Both of them have no idea how love works, but they do love each other and it's real OMG I loveeeeeee they're so good! I also love the characterizations here. Steve and Robin still figuring out how this deep confusing real thing between them works ough I love them

staring into all man's plateglass, faces, questioning after who loves by TolkienGirl 1.2k Gen pre-Stoncy being friends (Complete) recced by me

Summary:

Jonathan quirks half a smile in her direction. “Do you want to be right, or do you want me to have lunch with you?” “Both,” Nancy says.

My Thoughts:

This one is like ough a Hershey kiss!! It's short and so so perfect. I love Jonathan POV stuff and this has such a good take on him and how he would feel barely knowing Steve but really wanting to know Nancy and having these emotions for her There's this amazing line in here about Jonathan 'seeing' Steve by being the empty house behind him in the photograph. How Steve is so desperate and hollow, but Jonathan because he's into Nancy sees that and sees it as a flaw of Steve instead of having sympathy for that and it's so OGUH it's amazing

I was open to pain and crossed by the rain by sparklyslug recced by @serpentinegraphite AND @daisiescorduroyandcoffee 20k (COMPLETE)- Gen Wayne and Eddie

Summary:

Little Eddie is born, and Wayne isn't there. Eddie is four. Is eight. Is thirteen. Is eighteen. Is twenty. And his uncle is there. His uncle is right there.

My Thoughts:

I LOVE A WAYNE AND EDDIE FIC AGH! Okay the Munson Lore!!! I love how every writer was like yeah yk what I must include some backstory here for Wayne and Eddie and we are all right LMAO god the scene with Eddie's shaved head it HURTS me like genuinely the way Wayne asks if its what he wants and its so good. IT's hard to explain like there's so so much going on in this fic and it's longer but it's this really well crafted one shot with hints I also adore the way Steve and Wayne develop a relationship here it's not a focus but it's always one of my fave thigns to see in fics!!!! Anyway it's great

[grizzlyofthesea]

Dumb Vocaloid Headcanons Part 1: Internet Co.

All

Andriods/robots of various levels of human resemblance

Voicebank upgrades correspond to hardware upgrades.

Primarily made for music, but they also have combat skills.

Each one has a unique music-related weapon/ability, which I'll elaborate on in another post. (I got this idea from the manga Megu Megu Singer Song Fighter. It's...an experience. Kinda chaotic, and the translation I found isn't always the clearest, but it's cute, harmless fun focused on the first few Internet Co. Vocaloids. If you want to see himbo Gackpo in a fundoshi, this is the manga for you.)

Generally get along well with the Cryptonloids

One huge, generally happy family

Camui Gackpo (Gackpoid)

The most robotic/android-like of the bunch in terms of physical structure, but good gosh, does he have feelings

His "bodysuit" is just what his body looks like (he can morph it into a more human-looking appearance, though), and that weird glowy spot on his chest is his power core.

Can change his eye and power core colors at will

Has a whole army of eggplant horses

A chivalrous gentleman, but he has his goofy moments

An expert in hair care

Cishet ally

Dating/in love with GUMI

GUMI (Megpoid)

Huge science and sci-fi nerd

Has a visible battery gauge on each of her designs, which takes the form of a red jewel. It blinks when her battery is running low. (another idea from Megu Megu Singer Song Fighter)

BFFs with Miku, Luka, Lily, and CUL

Owns a carrot rocket equipped with missiles

Her goggles have several functions, including night vision, tracking, and looking cool.

Lives for the aesthetics of the 1960s-1980s

A little bit scatterbrained, but she tries

Hoping that everyone else (or at least Gackpo and Una) joins her on VOCALOID6 and gets an AI voicebank

Bisexual

Dating/in love with Gackpo

Lily

Beta/production name was Yuripoid (not actually, but in my headcanon). This didn't stick for multiple reasons.

Her tattoo doubles as a battery meter, "draining" from top to bottom as her power depletes.

Likes lollipops (yet another idea from Megu Megu Singer Song Fighter)

The "cool older sister" of the group

Infamous for speeding on her motorcycle

Keeps a couple of beehives, from which she harvests honey

Demi/heteroromantic asexual

Exchanges makeup tips with Gackpo

Ryuto (Gachapoid)

Obsessed with dinosaurs, to the point where he has memorized every species

Basically GUMI's little brother

His arm warmers serve to make his elbow joints slightly less obvious; his shoes do the same thing for his ankles.

Favorite meal is dino nuggies with waffle fries

Friends with Yuki and Oliver

Really wants a pet puppy

Favorite holiday is Halloween

Big fan of FNAF, even if it scares him sometimes

A little bit self-conscious about his buck teeth

Always carries a notebook and markers with him in his backpack

CUL

Huge Madoka Magica fan; cried at Sayaka's death

Doesn't always get along with her sisters, but she loves them all dearly

Gets into arguments with Gackpo over who "stole" the other's hairstyle

Her eyes double as cameras

Favorite foods are Pocky and tempura shrimp

Shops exclusively at thrift stores and Hot Topic

Knows all the jokes about her name's meaning in French; not amused at all

Lesbian; has a bit of a crush on flower

Secretly collects porcelain dolls

galaco

Huge space nerd

Loves to nerd out over space with GUMI

Has always wanted to be a princess

Has jet boots; can use them to float in place or skate around

The first one to lack any visibly robotic traits

BFFs with MAYU

Loves listening to video game soundtracks

Aroace

Plays a lot of TF2 in her spare time; mains Demoman

kokone

Kind of shy, especially around new people

Huge book nerd; favorite genre is fantasy

LOVES animals

Favorite food is raindrop cake

Surprisingly big fan of horror movies

Gets cold easily

Likes to do prank phone calls with GUMI; they switch places periodically, pretending to be the same person

Trans girl (pronouns are she/her); polysexual

Wants to write and illustrate her own manga series

Rana

Technically developed by We've Inc. as a collab with Internet Co., but since she's the only one from We've Inc, the Internet Co. crew includes her as one of their own.

Really wants to be a magical girl; has designed her own weapon and transformation device

Has a massive collection of teddy bears

Practically lives in her hoodie

Feels a bit weird about being literally 0 years old, but tries to ignore it

Sugar cookies make her life worth living

Carries a variety of glitter with her at all times

Chika

The mom friend

Has regular lunch outings with Mew and MEIKO

A talented tailor

Lives for vintage clothing

Has an entire cupboard full of various herbal teas

A little bit disappointed about her unpopularity, but she has mostly accepted it at this point

Tends a butterfly garden

Cishet ally

Really good at cooking and baking

Otomachi Una

Her hat is alive.

Views Rana as a rival; Rana doesn't really care

Looks up to GUMI

Can hold her breath for ten minutes

Tends a koi pond

Loves to experiment with different hair dyes

Sometimes wears fake glasses for the sake of fashion

Owns a swimmable mermaid tail (fades from indigo to lime green, then cotton candy pink); loves showing it off

Just beginning to question her sexuality

Will eat every piece of cheesecake in a five mile radius

ROSA

A CeVIO/upcoming SynthV vocal rather than a Vocaloid, but since she was made in collaboration with Internet Co. and CUL is her older sister, she hangs out with the Internet Co. crew often

Gets along well with Gackpo for their shared love of traditional Japanese culture

Insists that she "was born in the wrong generation"

Loves rose-flavored macarons, but her favorite food is salmon nigiri

Gets picked on by some of her older sisters, so she has learned to be a bit sassy as a defense mechanism

Genderfaer (pronouns are she/her and occasionally they/them); pansexual

In the process of collecting all of the Vocaloid Nendoroids (except the Miku ones; there are way too many)

[thatoneblogwithallthewriting]

I almost forgot how complete I feel when I’m writing. The world goes quiet, and everything just sort of stays still. Like I know it’ll be waiting for me once I put my pen down, or once I stop typing. It all is just as I left it.

This story is about a lost soul, who found herself. She found herself in the last place she thought to look. Within. Every question she asked, every heartbreak she experienced, every trauma she faced-she found herself. And she was the only one who could have done so. It will be written in parts. Enjoy the first piece!

‘I used to feel like a dirty rag, like those nasty ones you see in a restaurant that’s like changed colors because it’s been used so much’ she picked up her well loved baby blue lighter and lit a half smoked cigarette. ‘People would come around and see that I fixed them, or cleaned up their messes. I was so used to it, that when I had someone tell me I give more than I get, I denied it.’ She stared at the cigarette and gasped as if she had an epiphany. ‘It’s like I’m this cigarette, you know? Someone always takes a puff then throws me out, or lights it up when they need more.’ She laughed but then the smile fell as fast as it appeared. ‘I chalked it up to being a ‘nice person’ or someone who just loves helping others. Like a real heart on my sleeve type of gal.’

The middle aged woman -with brown hair and one single tattoo, right about her left wrist-set her notebook down and asked the broken girl a question that caught her off guard. ‘When did you start smoking?’ The girl paused and turned her head like a dog trying to understand its master. ‘Umm excuse me? How the fuck is tha related to thi-‘ ‘just answer the question, I promise it’ll be worth it’.’ The therapist smiled shyly. Very self assure what she had asked was a good idea.

‘Uhh, I mean I think my first cigarette was when I was 17? This girl told me it helps with that anxious feeling I always have. I guess I just never stopped. Why do you ask?’ She said, finishing off her cigarette, she put the butt in the ash tray and coughed 3 times.

The therapist crossed her legs and let out a small sigh. ‘Well, I ask because it seems like it’s something you do because you feel obligated to. Do you enjoy smoking those? Or is it more of a habit?’ The girl paused and thought for what seemed like no time at all. ‘No I love them. I love knowing every time I put one to my lips, it takes time off my life. I love smelling like an old vegas stripper who’s husband left me for the waitress at our favorite restaurant.’ The sarcasm in her tone was hard to miss. ‘Look, nobody likes smoking cigarettes. It’s not an enjoyable thing. It’s gross, I know. But it’s the one thing that I can always count on.’ She leaned forward in her chair and rested her elbows on her knees. ‘It’s like it’s the only constant in my life, ya know? Like I can always depend on a cigarette, it never changes. It’s always the same and you can’t get let down when you know what to expect.’ Her tone turned serious, and her face went blank. ‘—sorry, that’s depressing…hah.’ The girl said, dryly.

‘I want you to think about what you just said, and think about how you compared yourself to something that people use when they’re stressed or lost.’ The woman rubbed her hands together, the way you do when you’re nervous. Her skin was almost raw from how often she did this. The young girl was very still as she pondered what was just said to her. ‘I mean, yeah I did but it was more of a metaphor. I wasn’t serious.’ She said, embarrassed. ‘And besides, I can quit whenever I want. I just don’t want to.’ She said firmly. ‘Quit smoking? Or quit letting people use you?’ Asked the therapist.

‘Don’t do that whole-ask a question you know the answer to-thing. So I have things I need to work on, that’s why I’m here, right?’ Asked the girl, rhetorically.

‘I don’t think you see yourself the way others do.’ Said the therapist. ‘Why do you think people need you so badly?’ The girl wasn’t sure if she should answer that, so she didn’t. The therapist reached for a pen and her notebook and began writing. ‘I’m gonna write down a question and hand you this notebook, and I want you to write your answer down, okay?’ She began writing and before the girl could question it, the notebook was in her hands. The girl looked down and couldn’t believe what she read. ‘This is what you wanna ask me? This?’ The girl laughed, puzzled.

‘Don’t think about it. Just write.’ The therapist waited patiently, smiling just enough to show her enjoying the whole thing. The girl began writing, and halfway through what she wrote she shook her head and laughed. ‘I’m not sure what you’re getting at, but here—‘she said, handing the notebook back.

‘Now, I’m not going to look at your answer. I’m going to leave it and in one month we’re going to revisit this, and I’m gonna ask you to tell me if your answer has changed. Does that make sense?’ The woman closed the notebook and looked at her watch. ‘It looks like that’s all the time we have for this session. Shall I schedule you for same time next week?’

The girl hadn’t said anything or moved since she handed the notebook back. She didn’t know why but she was all of a sudden flooded with emotions. She spoke in between her sniffles, barely audible ‘I didn’t think one question could trigger someone so much. You’re very good at your job..’ she pulled her hair out from her face and quickly threw it in a bun. ‘But yes same time works’. She quickly grabbed her bag and lighter from the coffee table in front of her. Before she reached the door, her therapist said something that made her stop in her tracks.

‘I’m looking forward to our next session, Alice.’ The therapist stayed sitting in her chair, not looking up from her notes as she said this. The girl squeezed the doorknob so tight she was sure it was gonna pop off. ‘Yeah, me too.’ Her voice trailed off as she shut the door behind her.

As the girls’ energy still lingered, the therapist picked up the notebook and opened it to her bookmarked page. She read the question over again in her head before reading her answer. ‘What’s one thing you love about yourself?’ Read the question. She looked for the girls answer but couldn’t find one. Instead she looked at the very bottom of the page, and in small letters read ‘my fucking therapist.’

End session.

[thebreadvansstuff]

Hi babe. It's me. 😏

I'm here with a fluffy request. Um, "it's always been you, even when the world tried to drive us apart. You're the anchor I have always needed. It's always been you."

Oh my... The cuteness. 🥺♥️

Hi, love ❤️ It's late, and my mind tricked me into writing something slightly angstier with this line...hope that's okay 🥺

When Harry moved to the states, he took everything with him - including Louis' heart.

The only thing he left behind was a diary of sorts.

Well, more like a journal he and Louis shared in high school. They'd made it a habit, taking turns writing small entries about their days. It was all meaningless, from a funny story at the grocery store to a late bus to school.

Anything that crossed their mind made it into the notebook.

They never read it, happy to just write, trading the journal back and forth in class as they shared a desk with their initials engraved on it.

But then, Harry left. And the journal was all he left behind.

Louis would have never imagined he'd be reading it again, seven whole years after high school ended, but then he never expected to meet Harry again either.

Louis knows it's a matter of time before Harry lands. It's a small village, and Louis knows he'll see him around whether he wants it or not.

He does.

Maybe a little too much. So much that he flips the notebook open on the first page, trying to remember the 17-year-old Harry, before his 25-year-old version shows up.

Dear Louis,

I've been thinking about getting a tattoo - a real one this time, nothing like the henna we drew on each other last summer! Remember when I had to walk around with the word 'Tommo' written across my chest for two weeks? I loved those days.

I'm thinking of something permanent, something that reminds me of you. Don't think mom will let me get one until I'm eighteen, but I'm already sketching some rough drafts. So far I've come up with this!

And then an incredibly detailed drawing of an anchor took up the remaining page.

Louis still remembers talking about tattoos and piercings with Harry, everything revolutionary in their mind sparkling like a colorful dream in their teenage eyes.

It was the same sparkle as their first kiss, accompanied by butterflies and sweet words.

Louis closes his eyes, shaking his thoughts away. This journal was a bad idea. Yet, he still replaces it delicately into his sock drawer, treating it with the utmost care.

"Lou, we're heading out! Are you coming?" Lottie calls behind the door.

Right. The Christmas Fair.

"Yep!" he yells back, standing up on his feet. He takes a deep breath before joining the family outside the house.

The drive is short and filled with anticipation, at least on Louis' part. He's restless, constantly checking around for a mop of curls.

He notices him right away. Even in the crowd, Louis can see him, standing out like a beacon with his sparkling eyes and dazzling smile.

Their eyes meet. Harry's light up in recognition. He's pacing his way towards Louis.

"Louis," he greets, sounding almost breathless.

Louis' stomach clenches at the sight of him. "Hi, Hazza," he greets, as if not a single day has passed.

Harry's lips press into a thin line, eyes watering before their torsos crush together in an impossibly tight embrace.

"Missed you," they both murmur at the same time, and a bittersweet giggle escapes them. They've always been almost telepathic.

After what seems like hours, they finally pull away, but they're holding hands, extended between them as they take each other in.

"You haven't changed one bit," Harry comments with his lips parted in shock.

"You certainly have. Gotten so much taller... Your curls are longer, and is that a ta-" Louis pauses when he notices the anchor on the upside of Harry's wrist. It's the exact same one as the sketch in the notebook.

"Oh, yeah. Have plenty more, too," Harry chuckles nervously.

"I.." Louis stutters, "I know that anchor," he states bluntly, not hiding his surprise.

Harry tilts his head to the side, seemingly not remembering.

Louis doesn't insist. In fact, he stops talking about tattoos altogether, yet it's all he can think about when he goes to bed that night, Harry cuddled on his side.

Not a single day has passed.

It's seven days later that Harry grumbles the sad news -- he has to return to the states tomorrow. Louis doesn't blame him, but his heart clenches and the kiss he presses on Harry's lips feels a bit like saying goodbye all over again.

It's the middle of the night, their last night together, and neither of them can sleep. They're just lying together in the dark, inhaling and exhaling softly.

It's Louis who speaks first. "You know, I recognized that anchor. You drew it when we were together," he whispers. Words like these feel too loud in this darkness.

"That's why I got it," Harry admits, drawing the outline of an anchor on Louis' chest with his finger. "Never missed someone as much as I missed you."

"Me neither," Louis confesses. "Never wanna miss you again." He holds his breath once the words are out.

Harry sits up on his elbows. "You know, Lou. It's always been you, even when the world tried to drive us apart." He takes a stuttering breath before he continues. "You're the anchor I have always needed. It's always been you."

Send me a line, and I'll write a snippet!

[juniestar]

My chest’s been hurting + I’ve been feeling weak the past few days idk what’s going on. I think it could partially be iron deficiency because I’ve just got the first hints of my period and the blood loss there would totally correspond w my recent weak spells but the chest pain idk. Actually I’m gonna write out every physical symptom which bothers me. I’ve lost lots of hair. These past two nights I’ve had trouble sleeping bc suddenly I get very sensorily aware like I can feel the uneven weight of my comforter and my skin touching itself and my breathing on my arm and whenever this has happened the solution for whatever reason has been eating a full meal + maybe putting on socks. I am hungry so often. have pain in my shoulder that I keep using tiger balm for even though it offers no lasting help simply bc I like the feeling and the smell. One of my boobs feels very dense and it’s one that’s been causing me problems since I was 17, I used to get ultrasounds done on it bc I had cysts with an unknown liquid inside and they didn’t grow so I stopped going but I almost feel like a hook feeling in it. Like it feels hooked onto me in a way that the other one doesn’t and I hate it. I always want to just clean it out and put in an implant which matches my other boob because not only is this one dense and prone to giving me health scares— it’s SMALLER than my good one. The thing is most of these symptoms don’t consistently exist, like, most of the time I’m fine, but right now I’m being hit w all of it and I’m annoyed. Also the tattoo artist I like hasn’t texted me back since I asked for her venmo (so I could pay the security deposit) but I think that’s more of a “Sundays are a social media/work-free day” type thing, I don’t blame her. Really excited about it though so I’m feeling impatient about securing the slot. Also, I wish it would just fucking cool down. I remember when autumn in SF meant looking at the frost on passing plants as my parents drove me to school.

Good things though: I’m knitting myself two sweaters for the winter, I’m still working on my more personal painting (and I have ideas for subsequent works— I want a little sketchbook or notebook to properly plan them out in but I hate all the sketch and notebooks I own), I like my job a whole lot. Knitting plans include finishing my sweaters (I might stop knitting my more intricate one when I leave the house because it means that people watch me and talk to me and I’m not into that), making my friend Somer a beanie, finishing my friend Janice’s legwarmer, making Janice and I matching tops, figuring out how to copy this gorgeous hand knit dress I saw on tiktok. I also plan to try finishing this crochet blanket I made 1/12 squares for a year ago so I can give it to my parents to “christen” their new house. I’ve been reminding myself more and more often lately to live instead of retreating into fantasy and self absorption. I’ve been better at talking to people. I’m allowing myself to properly be mildly sad about my failed relationship; like, not sobbing screaming heartbroken but moments of very mild grief. I’m better at breaking myself out of emotional slumps by getting productive (when I don’t feel sick, that is). I’m better at pacing myself when it comes to productivity so I don’t burn out and quit for months-years. I really like my psychologist. I loooove Pinterest. I’m looking forward to my tattoo, my birthday— I’m actually going to host a get together for the first time in yearsss— my best friend’s birthday, getting to a good place w these fucking asshole kids I work with (some of them are actually entirely lovely), my ravelry idea, my art ideas, and whatever else is going to happen in the next few months.

[onmywaytofanfic]

Buna Aburame: Headcannons

Well, better late than never. Here you can enjoy a little bit of the best grandpa, Buna Aburame, a charming face and kind soul.

Buna Aburame

Age Part 1 –  58 Part 2 – 61

Height -  2,15 cm

Weight – 120, 4 kg

Physical appearance: He has a rather tanned skin, it looks as if he has been his whole life under the sun, something that is partially truth but also, he was already born with that lovely soft tanned skin. He is incredible tall reaching and impressive 2meters and 15 centimetres of height. He also has a lovely round belly and softer features that let subtle hints of his past body. Although now he is rather fluffy in can be perceived that he used to be very muscular, but time has making his Akimichi side to pop up and round his features. However, he never had the sharpest out of the Aburame, although his son and grandson really looked more Aburame than him.

He is very proud of his silver mane and loves to take good care of it, loving to braid his hair in special occasions and always making sure that it looks on place. He also cares a lot about his beard which he always has it in a very decent condition and perfectly trim. It makes his chin look sharper. He has a few piercings; in each ear he has three earrings and a piercing in his right eyebrow. He also has always wanted to have a few tattoos, now that he is getting older, he is starting to ponder the idea to take that ink in. However, he is rather perfectionist and really wants to find the perfect tattoo artist and the perfect design for it.

He is also deaf since birth. Something that a lot of people are surprised by because “he doesn’t look like one”, every time that he must read the lips of someone saying something along those lines, or his family translates it to him you can Definity see his eyes flicker, but not with anger but with disdain. Talking about eyes, his are in a softer blueish-greyish colour. He usually hides them with his shades but when he is with his family or in a very comfortable environment is usual to not see him wearing them, the older he gets the more he forgets to wear them. Consequently, when he is outside in broad sunlight, you can see him squinting his eyes to try to see. It is not until either his son or one of his grandchildren appear and gives him some shades to protect his eyesight.

Psychological features: Now that he is older, he looks ever wiser than when he was a young adult or teenager. He has a very calming attitude and reassuring shoulder. He is a very loving guy with those that show that they care about him. He learnt at a young age to differentiate those that wanted to take advantage or mocking him and those that really like him. Specially when the one that he thought was the love of his live trick him and almost tried to erase from existence his real love, his child.

He is always kind to help others and has a very altruistic nature, yet the stones that he had found in his life as making him been cautious about to whom share his heart and thoughts and to whom lend a helping hand. Some people want a hand, and they ended up devouring your arm. As he would sign “I am kind, not stupid”.

Because of his hearing impairment many people judged him when he was a kid and automatically assumed that he was “below average”, quite the opposite; he is brilliant and if the clan would have let him a helping hand, he would be one of the best tacticians, but the clan thought that he would be useful in the fields taking care of crops and insects. He wasn’t suitable for a shinobi job. “It is something that they miss, although I would never like to punch a fellow” He seems to have a very pacifist nature, but do not be mistaken, do not anger him nor touch his family. He would not doubt throwing up some punches back at you.

He is a very charming guy, knowing how to please people with his words when he writes them in his small notebook, a very useful instrument for him. Not to mention, that he is a master when it comes to words. He usually writes letters to his child and grandchildren, just to cheer them up. Maybe one day Reina after crying and feeling under the weather she finds a small letter written by his grandpa, impersonating some strange mythological creature or a forest spirit that is asking for help or telling a torrid confession about how their lover has left him. Maybe a funny mouse story or a short tale about ogres and werewolves. He has a very creative mind and it shown in his little collection of letters, especially the ones that he always writes to Takeo, Tatsuma and Reina when their birthdays approach impersonating Hana.

A creative and kind mind that has learn how to stop being a people-pleaser and how to differentiate those that deserve his caring and those that do not. A gentle soul that has been forced to be rather reclusive due to people not being able to understand him or even taking the effort to do so. But he doesn’t care, since at the end of the day that means that he is truly surrounded by those that really love him, not like the rest of the people who are around people who would not even remember their names.

Background: Born from Ai Aburame and Haruka Akimichi (Granduncle of Chouza Akimichi) famous for being a Casanova. Ai Aburame fell in love with him and thought that been expecting his child would make him marry her and start forming a family. She always felt strange to her own clan, mostly because she was grossed out by her own hive and the insects surrounding the compound, forced to be a host and a shinobi like almost everyone back at those days, thought that a humble housewife life would safe her. Great mistake, Haruka kept laying around with other people to later come to her bed and lay with her too, what led to her having a herpes infection that would eventually cause his earing loss. However, back at those time it was not implied nor thought that the father’s behaviour was the cause of the child’s issue instead, the blame fell upon her.

She became a pariah for the clan, being not just useless as a kunoichi but also tainted the family with such a child. She thought many times to get rid of Buna, but somehow, she was unable to do it, instead he turned his life hell on Earth. Treating him as the clan members treated her and the world, Buna grew in this environment, where he never felt loved by anyone around him, but thanks to the books he found love there. He started to create those magical worlds, since when he read them, he was in the same conditions as anyone who dive into their pages; you can’t hear the characters talking. He found refuge in there, reading lovely parents that took care of their adventurous child he decided that he wanted to be one of them. He wanted to live the biggest of adventure with a child of his own and someone near him that loved him tenderly as he always wanted to.

The truth is that he soon was sent to the fields to work on the land, what allowed him to gain independence from his mother when he was only 16 years. Consequently, he started to prepare everything to get out of Konoha and live that adventure. However, when he was 20, he fell hard for two good friends Mei and Kentaro, he couldn’t understand what was happening. He really thought that he had found loved in both…the truth is that they have heard about the “Aburame charm” a myth that was extended among the villagers about the size and girth of Aburame’s attributes. Since the” normal” Aburames were rather reclusive and not that extroverted, yet this Aburame seemed different from the rest either eager or wanting to interact with others…So it was their chance. Buna thought that they loved him as he loved them, the truth both wanted just to taste him. As a result of their multiple encounters, she got pregnant.

She tried to get rid of the baby but time was not on her side, she had an early birth and Takeo, Buna’s son, was born premature. As a result of his mother’s action he was born without one of his arms, but…. people did not blame her; it was easier and more “logical” for them to blame Buna. After all, he was also born broken, unfinished. Takeo was left with Buna and he never knew about his mother, not he wanted to. Buna then became a rather reclusive when it came to love. He started to perceive it differently, and thought that sexual love only brought misery to those that taste it, he became someone who hated everything related with love in general… Until his teenage boy brought home a redheaded girl who looked at his son with true blessing and warmth.

Buna smiled when she tried to communicate with him using the sign that his son had thought her. She tried to interact with him, to get to know him and his son. She truly loved him. It was at that moment that Buna believed that he had been a stupid bastard for truly letting those two heartless people ruined something so pure and beautiful as love his.  He found in Hana a daughter to take care of too.

Thus, he started to read once more his beloved romance novels that he had hidden away, fearing that reading those sweet lines would bring him bad memories of what aa heartbroken heart feels like. However, he found that he had never had a broken heart, his son had fixed it. There is more than one kind of love, and some of them can be more powerful and healing that the finding that person that you want to expend your life with. Buna had found that person ages ago, himself. When raising Takeo he had found that there was no one as reliable as himself, he learnt to love every imperfection and every wonderful thing about his body, his mind and soul, and her discovered that he was more than enough. He thought that to his son and tried his hardest to make him see that he wasn’t missing anything. He pushed him into pursuing his dream of becoming a shinobi and celebrate with him every achievement that others found impossible for someone with his condition to achieve. He became a jounin, regardless of what people claimed that he really was…he was the best at his job.

However, when Hana became pregnant, panic and fear possessed both, she was about to give birth to another disappointment for the clan. A broken toy like themselves, Buna would never know, but Takeo suggested her to get rid of the child, she slapped his face. She knew that it was fear talking, not his heart. When the day came a beautiful child named Tatsuma was in his arms. His grandchild…he was a grandfather. He never thought that he would never be one after everything that life had throw at him, but here he was, a miracle. He was born “perfect”. He couldn’t help it but cry and whine, after all it was broken…the filth line that he started by being born was broken.  Just for being taken away by Danzo when he was five… He couldn’t stop his child, nobody could. Takeo faced the council, the elders, and the head of the clan his peer Shibi Aburame. Just to came back hurt, bleeding and hurrying his family to live Konoha.

They became pariahs once more… not deserted of their motherland, yet not welcomed there.

He always dreamt of going out of Konoha and discover new horizon, he never expected that he had to do it to escape the possibility that his land would take away from him another child: Hana was expecting another blessing, Reina.

She was born on a summer storm and as such were her screams and movements, what none expected was that her mother would only have time to breathe her name and kissed her forehead. She died that night; the doctors of the village couldn’t do anything. Takeo felt into misery and disgrace, hating the child, and even attempting to murder her, it was Buna who stopped such crazy actions, the one who took care of the early stages of Reina. Until Takeo could look at her tiny face and his rage was gone, instead sorrow and shame was brought upon his child. They never talk about those times, Takeo is ashamed of his acts and actions, Buna his hurt that he couldn’t help his son better. However, that is in the past and together they raised Reina, hoping to see once more Tatsuma and being able to sleep under Konoha’s sky, their motherland…Hoping to stop being treated as a freak.

Likes:

His family, butterflies and silkworms, fashion, smut and romance novels, poetry, mystery and horror movies, novels, and myths. Writing under the tender light of a candle. Tea, prepare tea, cultivate tea leaves, packaging his tea leaves, tea lover!!! Crochet, designing clothes and mending his family clothing. The smell of wet soil, and the feeling of the petals in his hand. Reina’s smile, Takeo chuckles and Tatsuma’s pranks. Tarot cards, making them. Stones, he loves stones and minerals. Gifting anything that he has handmade: a scarf, a teddy bear…  Teach other people with hearing impairment or voice problems sign language and learn the sign language that every small community in other villages has developed. Teach sign language to those that he loves, people who make and effort to either sign or let him write what he wants to say and they do to instead of have to lip-reading everything.

Vanilla and mango flavoured stuff and his son’s cooking, he is an expert chef.

The man himself, hoping to hear your questions about this buggy-gentleperson. He is love and he is kindness!!! Thanks for reading all of this and stick around to hear more about this wonderful human.

BUG GRANDPA!!!

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TOG Graphic Novel: Amendment!

What is up my cats and other creatures alike, I'm back with my silly little graphic novel update following the release of the storefront! Theres a LOT more to cover than I was initally expecting, so I'll group content by the seperate tiers available for purchase.

TIER 1:

Tier 1 just includes a hardcover copy of the book, with no bonus content. But, I'll include all the general information about the book here!

The book will be around 112 pages! So, pretty decently sized, I'd say. The Spiritbox Eternal Blue graphic novel is 144 pages, for reference. (I was wrong about it being bigger than Eternal Blue T-T) So I'd predict maybe about 1-2 hours of reading for someone who reads at an average speed (but a lot slower if you stare at the pictures for a long time like me...)

The book won't ship out until the week of November 20th, 2024. Sumerian Comics is an American-based company: So for our UK/European friends, I'd imagine that books begin to arrive from November 26th - November 30th. Maybe a little earlier. For the US, I'd predict anywhere from November 23rd - November 26th. As for Australia and the rest of the world, I'm not to familiar with those systems, but hopefully they'll arrive pretty soon and/or close to Euro/UK!

Last thing of note: This book is fucking big as hell. For those who don't know, or aren't familiar with metric, 7.25x11 inch page size is pretty big. That's just under a standard letter-size paper in terms of width. And that means the actual cover of the book is going to be even bigger. What this book lacks in page numbers, it will probably make up for in the amount of panels on each page.

There's no synopsis of the book available at this time, but we'll get to the story aspect in later tiers...

TIER 2:

Tier 2 comes with the book, a slipcase (meant to protect the book from dust and other things), an art print, and a download card for a PDF digital version of the book.

The Slipcase: The slipcase features specifically an image of a dagger, potentially a sacrifical one based on how ornate it is. It looks like there might be some TMBTE script on the handle, but due to the overall quality of the image I can't quite tell. This will probably be a key item within the whole of the story.

The Print: This print seems to be a lot of Eden's vegetation, in the shape of another deer. This one seems to look a little different from the other one from the cover. One thing I did notice is that the flower in the middle of it's head was the same one from the inital preview given to us on the TOG page. Not sure how it connects yet, but an important thing to note nonetheless.

HQ Download: Cartoon Vessel sleep token coming your way this november, get excited

TIER 3:

Tier 3 was limited to 350 Units and contained the book, the slipcase, 2 additinal art prints, the PDF download, an ADDITIONAL screenplay book, and TOG "Surface Team" Notebook.

Surface Team Notes: I believe the "surface team" may just be the soldiers from the preview! For whatever reason, they seem to be exploring the area of Eden and trying thier best to understand exactly what this place is... (also based off the file, which I'll get more into in a bit.)

The Screenplay book: IN ADDITION to the graphic novel, there's also a SCREENPLAY ADAPTATION!!! Movie nerds unite... I'm so excited. The website also doesn't list who adapted the book into screenplay format... I have a sneaking suspicion it may be a guy whose name rhyme with Dessel. After all, At least some of this story probably had to be his idea. Also on the cover, there's some soldier (presumably surrounded by followers of Sleep) being... ritualistically transformed. Or killed. Not quite clear yet. But another sneak peek, nonetheless...

TIER 4:

Tier 4 contains the book, a slipcase variant, 3 art prints, a digital PDF download, The screenplay book, The surface team notes, a "challenge coin", a temporary tattoo, and "notes from the director".

The temporary tattoo and the challenge coin are kinda nothingburgers right now. I'll come back to those at a later day if they for some reason become relevant. I doubt they will.

Notes From The Director: This is by far one of the most intriguing and detailed pieces of media that's been revealed from the collection so far. What we know for sure, is that this file is created by someone called "The Director." most likely whoever has sent out the surface team out to Eden. the date says it was created 15-370 days "post-cataclysm". A cataclysm is defined as "a large-scale and violent event in the natural world." So whatever the surface team is evaluating has definently caused a lot of trouble in the real world.

It won't let me post the transcription, but there are a few available on here as well as reddit and a few other social media sites. The transcriptions are all a bit different due to the quality but you should be able to get the main gist of it. Ok so basically chat this alone resets basically our entire understanding and grasp on the Sleep Token lore. this is absolute insanity. What the hell is going on. I take back what I said earlier about this book probably not giving us major lore pieces. Because if you really start thinking about it the book isnt even out yet and we already have ALL of this information. Vessel sleep token I applaud you Anyway, solid thories i have so far;

the "lunar anomaly" is probably MOST DEFINENTLY the moon from the TMBTE cover art. Which means the alien planet they're navigating is probably Eden.

So Eden is indeed a physical place and not just a dream world. That being said, a place that has been terrorizing earth for about a year in-universe. And I have a sneaking suspicion Sleep has everything to do with it.

Sleep's followers mostly reside on Eden, based on the cover for the screenplay book. And Imagine Vessel is the leader of them, (with II, III, and IV being his right hand men) seeing as he directly communicates with Sleep

Following the events of TMBTE he is probably still not a very willing leader

I haven't a damn clue how the music connects to all of this, beyond that btw

TMBTE characters... curious to see how they come into play.

All of this and more will probably be answered come November. For now, I'm gonna do a total reevaluation of the Sleep Token content we have. Bye guys

[moeitsu]

Number 7 pls!!

Also, who is that in your profile? If ya don’t mind me asking.

My profile pic is of Tamino Amir. He’s a Belgian-Egyptian artist and makes beautiful music. I would recommend him to anyone. I saw him live in February with Mitski and literally cried the entire time. He’s also drop dead gorgeous the man literally looks like a god.

I’m rambling.

Number 7: what tattoos i have and their meaning.

I’m actually really happy you asked that one because I have so many tattoos and i love them ALL!

Okay, I have 12 tattoos. I’ll try to keep it short tho.

1. “Spirit Lead Me” on my bicep. This was my 1st tattoo I got for my 18th bday. It’s from Psalm 143. I’m not really a religious person anymore, but I still appreciate the message. The whole verse is “Teach me to do your will, for you are my God. Show me what you want me to do, and let your gentle spirit lead me in the right path.”

2. A small bouquet of flowers on my hip. This one doesn’t have much meaning. It was a last minute tattoo i got because my friend was getting one and the artist was really chill and was like “you want one too?” And i just said sure and let him pick the art. Looking back, i don’t know why i did that😂

3. A Luna moth on my shoulder. I’ve always considered myself more of a moth than a butterfly, if that makes any sense. I took a picture of a Luna moth was i was 16 and i was obsessed with them ever since. Fun fact: the day i got it tattooed i got a Snapchat memory that i took that moth photo 3 years ago on the same day. It was just meant to be.

4. The master sword from Legend of Zelda on my arm. This one is kinda self explanatory. I just fucking love the games. I played my first was i was 9 years old and it became my entire personality for the rest of my life.

5. A soot sprite on my ankle. This one also doesn’t really have a meaning. A friend of mine had finished her tattoo apprenticeship and was doing small pieces on people as practice. So i asked her to practice on me and she gave me a cute little soot sprite.

6. “Set your heart ablaze” on my rib cage. I got this after the demon slayer movie. It’s one of my favorite animes, and Rengoku was such an important character to me.

7. An evil eye with a tear drop under the back of my neck. I’ve always worn the evil eye since i was young. I don’t remember when i started or why, but I’ve always had a necklace or a keychain or earrings with it on. I liked the idea of it on my back bc in my mind it wards off any negativity that people might send me when my back is turned.

8. A cecropia moth on my other shoulder. Not so much meaning behind this one. My other shoulder felt naked and i wanted to add symmetry with another insect. I chose the cecropia moth bc I found one in the woods one time and I felt like some kind of woodland fairy. It was literally the size of my hand.

9. 333. It’s my Angel number. I see it everywhere, and at least once a day. I was also born on the 3rd day of the 9th month and 3 was always a prevalent number growing up. (I was on bus #3. My childhood apt was #3. Me and my sibs make 3, ect)

10. A maple seed. I got this tattoo for my current partner. We’ve been together 7 years and on our second date we walked a nature trail and we had talked about watching the notebook later and I made a comment about “how romantic would it be if we kissed in the rain”, it was not raining that day. So he picked up handfuls of maple seeds and threw them in the air. They rained around us and he kissed me under them. It’s probably one of my favorite memories.

11. Peter Rabbit hugging his momma. This tattoo was dedicated to my mom. My nursery as a baby was Peter Rabbit themed, and I still have a lot of the decorations still in my room 24 years later :’) I also love my mom a lot.

12. A heart locket with my childhood cat in the frame. Pretty self explanatory. It was dedicated in his memory. He was literally the best cat ever and i miss him everyday. He passed on my 19th bday.

Thank you so much for asking Anon!!! I really enjoyed diving into this :)