#My inbox is your vent box

[thepromiscuousfinger]

Happy Men's Mental Health Awareness Month!

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[dramaticals]

did you hear what i said?

pairing: theodore nott x gryffindor reader

summary: after a year of secretly dating, theo breaks things off when classes start up again. it's now christmas eve and he's back with a figurative box of regret / requested by anonymous.

author's note: angst! there will be a part two with fluff, but i just needed to get this out since i've been writing this for too long. (please) feel free to leave angsty requests in my inbox because this is the genre that gets my gears going! but i make no promises on resolutions and happy endings ♡

"You look happier."

Theodore stands in front of the Gryffindor table in the Great Hall, his hands shoved into his pockets. His presence garners murmurs all around, even though the Great Hall was emptier than usual for the holidays. The sight of him makes your breath catch. It's been three months since you last spoke to him, but the memory of that night resurfaces, ripping open the wound on your healing heart.

It was back in September.

Theo had passed you a note in Potions, asking you to meet him in the Astronomy Tower after dark. It wasn't a peculiar ask, so you didn't think much of it at the time. The Astronomy Tower had become your and Theo's spot. A quiet place for the two of you to just exist—no interruptions and no expectations from the outside world. Your house rivalry was nothing in that tower. It was just you and Theo.

The two of you would spend hours hiding there, often cuddled on top of a lush blanket you had hidden nearby. You'd talk about anything and everything with him, from learning about each other's likes and dislikes to venting about classes and classmates. On nights where the two of you favoured serenity, it was never unpleasant. You'd embrace the quiet, exchanging sweet kisses all the while enjoying the comfort and protection of his arms.

That night in September was different, though. You sensed it the minute you ascended the steps to see Theo standing stiffly by the railing, his gaze concentrating on a bird on the horizon.

Theo didn't even turn to face you—acknowledge you—before he was muttering the words that shattered your heart into pieces.

"I'm over this." Theo said, his tone void of any emotion. His hand clutched onto the railing so tightly that his knuckles were pale.

Stunned silence fell over you. You just looked at him with a puzzled expression.

"Did you hear what I said?" Theo turned to you then, and you could see the pained expression on his features. But then something shifted, and his expression turned cold. "I'm breaking up with you."

His words on their own were harsh, but the inflection on each syllable felt like he was personally twisting a serrated knife into your heart.

"I don't understand." You said. "Why? What did I—"

"I feel like you're getting attached, and I think we've run our course." Theo interrupted. His eyes, the ones you became so accustomed to, were dark and flooded with an expression even you weren't familiar with. Theo scoffed. "You didn't actually think we'd last, did you?"

Maybe it was the naive and hopeless romantic in you, but you truly believed you would. House rivalries, judgemental friends, and family expectations were merely obstacles the two of you would deal with together. You just felt so strongly about him, and you were certain he felt the same about you.

"Did you hear what I said?" The Theodore standing in front of you jerks you back to the present.

You blink, and you nearly drop your fork.

"I heard you," you say firmly, returning your attention back to the half-eaten plate in front of you. You make yourself look busy and uncaring (as much as you could with food and a full stomach), as if Theodore's sudden presence had no effect on you.

Theodore shifts in his spot, his eyes darting to the empty seat in front of you, silently contemplating whether he should take it or cut his losses and leave. Reluctantly, he settles on the former. This makes you tense, your lips pursing as he sits. It doesn't help that you were highly attentive to the whispers; your classmates were surely speculating why Theodore Nott would be choosing the company of a muggle-born on Christmas Eve. You put down your fork, bring your gaze to his, and let out an exhausted breath.

"Nott, what do you want?"

Hearing his last name from you makes his jaw clench. It was cold and formal, stripped of any history you two shared.

"Just wanted to know if you were as happy as you looked."

"You have no right to that type of information anymore."

"Humour me."

You glare at him. Theodore looks back at you with such shy tenderness that your gaze softens slightly.

Am I happy? you think.

Some days, sure. But most days, you find yourself wandering back to that dreadful night in September. Even after all these months, you still wonder if you had just said something different or fought back instead of taking it, maybe you and Theo would still be together.

It was why Ginny, the only poor soul who was aware of your relationship with Theo, had set you up with Michael Corner, a cute Ravenclaw boy in your year. He was smart, funny, and occasionally sweet, but he wasn't Theodore Nott.

Still, you persisted. You allowed yourself to indulge in the idea of being with Michael because the brooding Slytherin boy who had your heart had made his choice. You went on a few dates with Michael; he'd walk you to class, sit with you during Quidditch matches, and sometimes—when he was feeling courageous—he'd plant a kiss on your lips in the middle of the bustling corridor.

"I am." You lie, and you bite down on the insides of your cheeks. What good would it do to admit you weren't, especially to the cause of your turmoil?

Theodore watches you, practically analyzing your features. He doesn't have to say anything for you to know he didn't believe you, and you hated that—hated him, for having been so attentive to you that your tells were obvious.

"You are?" Theodore questions.

"That's what I said, didn't I?"

"I think you and I have a habit of saying things we don't mean."

His careful words and wistful gaze make you flush with embarrassment and anger. To this day, you still weren't sure why Theo had broken things off with you, and it was something that had kept you up countless nights. Through gritted teeth and cheeks stinging with remembered hurt, you say, "What's that supposed to mean?"

"It means," Theodore starts, his eyes flickering around to ensure no one was listening in. While a few lingering glances were sent your way, everyone was spread out far enough that it'd be hard to eavesdrop. He drops his voice anyway. "I shouldn't have said what I did that night. I didn't mean it. I don't mean it."

The anger bubbling in the pit of your stomach erupts, your eyes blazing. "Is this some sick game to you? It's been three months, Theodore. I spent three months crying over you and wondering what the hell I did to you to be so bloody cruel. And now when I'm finally ready to move on from you, you come back to tell me you... you didn't mean it?" The last words leave a dirty, salty taste in your mouth.

"No, no," Theodore shakes his head, swallowing thickly as you recounted the months of hell. He hadn't been doing any better either, but Theo was generally good at hiding his afflictions. Numbing the pain with weed and alcohol were among his favourite remedies. "It's not a game. It was never a game. You should know me well enough to know that I would never mean any of the things I said."

"Know you?" You almost laugh. You had replayed the breakup and the weeks leading up to it in your mind countless times, trying to make sense of the bullshit non-reason he had given when he broke up with you but nothing made sense. The whole thing made you spiral, questioning everything that had ever happened between you two. "I'm actually convinced I never really knew you, because the guy I knew would never have done that to me."

Having had enough of the conversation, you get up, leaving your half-eaten plate and a pained Theodore at the Gryffindor table. You're almost past the door of the Great Hall when Theo, as a last-ditch effort, grabs a hold of your wrist, hauling you to a stop. You let out a small huff and turn to face him.

"Meet me in the Astronomy Tower after dark." Theodore says softly, almost pleadingly. He makes a conscious effort to ignore all the prying eyes that turned.

"Because that worked out so well for me last time."

"Just—please. If you want to continue never speaking to each other again after that, then fine. But at least let me explain."

You had every intention of ignoring Theodore’s request. He didn’t deserve a chance to explain—the statute of limitations for explaining ended months ago. And yet, you found yourself sneaking out of the Gryffindor common room and up to the Astronomy Tower, inebriated by the countless what-ifs and string of memories: Theo sneaking a kiss on your lips as everyone turned to view whatever Hagrid had for Care of Magical Creatures, Theo resting his hand on your thigh during potions, Theo winking at you as you watched him play Quidditch.

“You’re here.” Theodore says, just as you reach the top of the staircase. He was sitting by the railing.

“I am,” you say as you walk toward him reluctantly. You settle next to him.

Theodore looks at you, and it looks like he’s about to say something, but then he shuts his eyes, shakes his head, and sighs.

You’ve never seen him at a loss for words. He was intentionally silent, sure, but his quick wit never failed him.

“I’ve regretted that night every day, you know.” He speaks up, his solemn eyes trained on yours. “I replay it over and over.”

Theodore’s gaze is unrelenting, brimming with seriousness and a vulnerability that you haven’t seen before. You tear your gaze away from his because the more he talks and looks at you like this, the more you find it hard to breathe.

“Then why do it? Why say those things?” You manage to ask.

Theodore’s jaw clenches. “Lesser of two evils.”

When you look at him with a confused expression, he continues, “It was better to lose you on those terms than to lose you completely.”

Silence falls on both of you, filling the space like a thick fog.

“I lost my mom when I was seven.” Theodore explains, his eyes darkening. “A freak accident.”

Out of the year you and Theo dated in secret, he had rarely mentioned his mom. And if he did, it was small tidbits—precious memories. Regardless of how small and insignificant the memory would seem to others, you gathered how important Theo’s mom was to him. Underneath Theo’s stoic expressions and calculating demeanour was a softness to Theo that could only be accredited to his mom.

“She got caught in the crossfire between some death eaters.” Theodore says, his expression pained. He drops his gaze now, but you keep your eyes on him. There’s a mixture of grief and anger that flashes across his features, and it takes everything in you to hold yourself back from reaching for him. To comfort him.

“It took me years to get over it. I don’t even think I am yet—I’m still angry at my father for allowing this shit into our lives and for continuing to do it.” Theodore says, letting out an exasperated breath. You knew what everyone else knew about Theo’s father—he was a blood purist, rumoured to be loyal to you-know-who. He’d hate you the moment he’d find out you were muggle-born.

Theo meets your gaze now, and it’s your turn to feel winded. It was like you were looking at your Theo again. The sweet, sarcastic, pain-in-your-ass-but-in-a-good-way Theo. “I lost my mom, who meant the world to me, and I knew I wouldn’t be able to handle it if I lost you too. So I pushed you away. I figured it was best to cut our losses before I pulled you into something you had no reason being in. Before I lost you permanently.”

“What’s changed?” You ask, shaking your head. His words were hard to process, but the pieces of the last few months were beginning to click into place. “I’m still me, and last I heard, your dad was still your dad.”

“I realized that, in a way, I was kind of like my dad.”

“What?”

“I mean,” Theo says. “My dad never gave any of us a choice. Not me, and not my mom. We always had to go along with him and deal with the consequences of his actions. I took a choice away from you, and you just had to deal with it. I don’t want to do that anymore. I still think I did it for the right reasons, but I regret it. I want to be with you. I should have told you what I was worried about—told you about the risks of being with me, so we could make a decision together.”

Together.

That’s all you wanted. You were more than willing to have dealt with any obstacle that was thrown your way, so long as you had Theo by your side.

But that was three months ago. And while his words brought goosebumps, butterflies, and heart palpitations, they also brought a slew of conflicting feelings. You understood why he broke things off now, and although his reasoning was well-intended, it didn’t excuse the fact that you had spent the last three months in a state of despair and heartbreak. You didn’t eat as much, your grades dropped, and you couldn’t even look at him until recently in fear of tears and the overwhelming rush of memories.

“So?”

“Theo,” you say softly. Your eyes search his face.

There’s a ghost of a smile on his lips at the sound of his name. Not Theodore, not Nott. Theo.

“I don’t know what you want me to say.”

He exhales sharply at your response, and his expression shifts as he turns to face the horizon. He wanted you to say it was worth the risk and that you wanted to be with him as much as he did. He wanted you to forgive him for what he did to you. “It’s fine.”

“No—I just... I need to think.” You say quickly. Your heart was screaming for him, but your brain was weary. And if the past three months taught you anything, it was that you needed to act with your brain and not your heart. “I just need time. This was a lot to process.”

“Right, of course.” Theo says with a curt nod. He turns to you again, offering a weak smile. It was his heart’s turn to break. “Well, thanks for coming tonight and letting me explain. I guess, just let me know.”

You watch him stand, brush the dirt off his robes, and turn away. Just as he reaches the staircase back down, he looks back at you. Your eyes catch his gorgeous arctic eyes, your cheeks burning and your heart racing.

"Merry Christmas, by the way." Theo says before he descends down the stairs.

[revelboo]

hiya! just a lil guy in your inbox who is trying to get into writting, this stuff is hard hard but i get so baffled by how fast you do your work! im genuinely suprised you havent got burned out while im out here chipping away at my first fic... whats your secret 👀?

I’m just doing these for fun, so I don’t get too worried about making them perfect and Twitter’s word limits got me used to writing short and concise. I know with novels, just getting started can be the hardest part, that first chapter intimidating and serious fanfiction is probably the same. I’ve absolutely skipped ahead to scenes I was excited to write and then came back to the harder chapters before. I tend to just stick ‘888’ in the middle of a manuscript along with a sentence like (something happens) that way I can search for the 8’s later to fix it instead of getting stuck trying to write that one scene or chapter that I’m just not feeling at the time.

Even if it Kills Me Pt 23

Armada Starscream x Reader

• Painfully aware of him as you slide into his cupped hands and he ferries you down onto the floor of his habsuite before turning to go get food, you don’t regret what you did, but you can’t stop from feeling awkward about it. And the mini-cons are all staring at you, chirping softly among themselves to make you positive they know exactly what you and Starscream did while they were out. They’re grown, you remind yourself. Not that it makes it any better that they know you slept with their giant roomie.

• Venting as you sit crosslegged and put your face in your hands, he shoots the mini-cons a look and they fall silent, little faces innocent as they look up at him. And he’s not buying it at all. Lowering himself to sit with you and them, he nudges you with a box of your food before distributing energon to the waiting mini-cons. Why won’t you meet his optics? Watching you dig out a handful of your human food to eat, your silence bothers him. Still overthinking things? Dealing with hangups as you’d called them?

• You can feel his optics on you and that awareness twists to heat and need to your embarrassment. Is it just because you like him and he didn’t change after sex? That he’s still treating you the same, not like a belonging now? Chewing your dry cereal, you wonder if it had ever really been love with your ex. He’d been sweet until he’d managed to isolate you from everyone else and you’d been so infatuated, you’d not realized what he was doing until those bridges were burned and by then you’d been too ashamed to ask for help.

• Where did your thoughts go just then? Your expression emptying to make his wings fidget. “I thought we could go out,” he says to distract you because he hates when you go distant like that. Afraid you’re remembering painful things. “That you might like some sun?” And there’s a small smile. Spark aching when you look up at him, smiling like everything’s okay when it’s clearly not. Knows smuggling you in and out of the base increases the risk of getting caught. Of the Autobots kicking him out and losing the only place he’s ever felt truly safe, but he wants you to be happy. He’s not sure when that became more important than his own happiness.

• “I’d love that,” you manage, forcing a smile for him because he worries and broods when you’re unhappy. And it would be nice to feel the sun on your skin, the breeze in your hair. Leaning against his leg, you watch him tip up his own energon cube to drink. It’s still so strange, to have someone that’s not family looking out for you, to care if you’re happy or not. This is what love should be, you’re sure of it this time even if it scares you. Because loving him gives him the power to hurt you and you’re so tired of being hurt. He wouldn’t. You know that, trust him, but that fear is still there.

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[the-autistic-vulcan]

My Soul is Attached (Vander x Wife!Reader Headcanons)

Request: Hey sorry to bother you but may I request a marriage HC for Vander x wife reader please that man needs so much love also what do you think about my newest post called chalk dust and secrets it's a little mini series I'm already done with two chapters I have two more to go again so sorry to bother you - @coolgirl32

Description: Headcanons on being Vander's Wife

A/N: Vander is literally my husband girl, i love him and i love your fic series (giggling and kicking my feet rn), mentions of gangs related to the Underground, drunkards, other tid bits of angst but not too much

A/N: i need him carnally, anyway-

gif credit: @arcanegifs

When this man loves, he loves unwaveringly

Vander is the type of man that knows what and who he wants, and does whatever it takes to get the best out of something

This, in effect, also takes precedent in your love life

When he first took interest in you, you were on your own for the most part - having a couple of odd jobs, taking out groups that could otherwise threaten the safety of the Underground

Essentially doing his job, just a bit more physical

And, boy oh boy, he was in love

He treated you like a wife, anyway, you guys just hadn't ceiled the deal just yet

He loved how you interacted with his own kids - well, not his own, but you get it

Vi took a liking to you, Mylo looked up to you, Claggor got shy whenever you told him he did a good job at something, and Powder looked at you as a child would a mother

When Vander saw how calm and attentive to you were to both your duty and the children, he absolutely had to propose

You both were alone when the Last Drop closed for the evening - he was so nervous, uncharacteristically so

He just pulled you towards him, fumbled with the little black box in his pocket, dropped it a couple times and just...gave up

"Marry me."

"...what?"

"Marry me, please."

"Vander...I love you so much, but the ring fell out and I've had it in my pocket for the entire evening."

You both laughed uncontrollably - you knew. He went almost dark crimson with how you found out

"Why didn't you say anything?"

"You were already in your own head about it. I'm already your wife, no point in making it a secret."

With that, you were bound by those rings

You stuck around a lot more near the Last Drop when you both tied the ribbon. Keeping close to avoid any troubles

The patrons could just see how much calmer he seemed, how his gaze softened up ever so slightly when he spoke to you, the way he'd discretely hold you at your waist his large hand whilst watching drunkards dance around

The kids loved that you both finally just married - they insisted on you two having a proper wedding, but you politely declined saying that they shouldn't worry about things like that

There are days, however, where you both will disagree on things - like the Last Drop being used by gangs as a meet-up, the kids safety, things like that

"You can't let the others depend on Vi so much, Vander."

"She's the one in charge - I was like that and I turned out just fine..."

"She's under a lot of stress Vander...no child should be strained, hm?"

He just kisses your cheek, and you hold his hand in yours, letting the vent blow over

The last thing either of you want is to go to bed upset

"...I love you." He says, his pupils dilated.

"I love you, too. Now, go hug her. She needs her dad, huh?"

Although you weren't really their parents, you both were a team. A team that would work together, through thick and thin, forever

Like, Comment, Reblog! Have any ideas? Drop it in my inbox!

[selfshipgushing]

hey guys! I just wanted to remind y'all of some things

number 1, please don't vent in the inbox. as stated in the FAQ, complaining like "auhg today was shitty" and "saw a double kinda upset" is fine, but otherwise pleasseee don't vent. /nm this is a gush account and I wanna keep things positive if that's okay :]

and number 2, uh, this is gonna sound very Strange. but I am blacklisting talking about getting your f/os pregnant. some of them I know they're jokes !!! I know this. but I've gotta a large handful that are. certainly. not jokes. and are NSFW. jokey jokes are one thing I don't really care but uh. I think I'm gonna put a blanket blacklist on this because. sometimes I cannot tell what is a joke. and what is not. so. not much else to add. again I'm not mad and if u made a jokey joke and aren't blocked there's no issue here but the ones who have been outright just gross have been. and for now on those asks are not allowed. says me.

also number 3, this was something I wasn't gonna mention because I delete these asks when they crop up but no shit talking other people's f/os!! I got one ? last week? and I feel like I should remind yall of this. no asks about how, "I saw that someone posted about x f/o and even tho I actually hate them so much and can't fucking stand them, good for them :) they suck btw" or even the shit I got a while back in here for my own husband !!! leave !! why send anon hate to a gush box I fear you are dumb !!!

anyways. I'm not angry or anything I just want to remind. please be mindful of the rules <3 I've had to delete so many asks lately.

[fo-submissions-cafe]

It's on the house~!

Who am I?

Hello, my name is Flor (aka @tastee-caffeine)! I'm the owner of this wonderful cafe themed blog!

I am an 18+ selfshipper who wants to spread around some glitter of whimsy, edible glitter of course! and environment friendly too don't worry unless you prefer confetti, I have those as well!

my signoff is ❔💐!!

pronouns are she/they/it, I am uranic! my birthday is on 9th of April!

About the blog:

now you may ask what this is all about? well let me answer! this blog is mainly used for F/Os to gush about their yumes/selfshipper! this is hugely inspired by @/foposting on twitter/X!

why did I make it? for the whimsy and fun of course!

do I roleplay? I do! without the sign off, that means I'm in roleplay mode!

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[isuggestforcemasc]

Stone butch here. I’m sorry for venting in your inbox, you dont have to reply or post this. I just needed to rant about this to somebody

Really tired of those rancid takes about masculinity being “default” for everybody

I have been physically beaten, called dyke, monster, freak, bitch. Ostracized and isolated. I got laid off a week after cutting my hair, with no reason given, and had a suspiciously hard time finding work or passing interviews afterwards. Could no longer walk down the street without getting disgusted stares

I’ve been chased out of bathrooms, had people try to start physical fights with me in public spaces and had no one come to help. Multiple other butches I’ve spoken to have had people try to hit them with cars. Its a strangely recurrent theme

I am aware it would be worse if I was a feminine man instead of a masculine woman. I am aware society puts femininity below masculinity in terms of worth, but after everything they threw at me to put me “back in my place”, I have a very hard time believing that masculinity is always accepted and encouraged. It is for white cis men, but not for the rest of us

Anyway. I just wanted to say I love this blog, you’re awesome man. Just keep doing what you’re doing

No, I will reply. It’s a cruel world we live in and queer people should stick together. It’s important to never put other’s down over such silly things like presentation or gender or sexuality, after all, separatism is what will tear us apart. Masculinity and femininity are only prized when the right and specific people perform it and by right and specific I mean white, cis and straight— and god forbid you perform it the wrong way if you do happen to tick these boxes.

Queer people haven’t been treated well, historically speaking. So I repeat, it’s important to stick together.

Stand proud.

[megistusdiary]

hello pookie tis i. KITTY ANON!!

here to request fluff w arle helping reader back to sleep after a really rough day (not even day year) ur responde to my last request had me ascending im gonna become a frequent customer not just for asks but to meow in ur inbox.

- 🐈

hello, kitty anon! welcome back to my box

also, i got you!!! let's do it

i think i have done the opposite before (reader comforting arle), so this will be sweet.

(post utc. no smut)

she knows you're awake before you even sit up. she can feel the subtle shift of your body, your movements causing the sheets to move a minute fraction that does not go undetected.

"is something the matter?" her voice nearly frightens you when she speaks just as you go to lean up.

"it's nothing." you mumble, rubbing your eyes as she sits up next to you. "just... still thinking about the day."

her hand finds your chin, gently turning you to look at her. "talk to me."

you sigh, turning your body to face her. she lets you ramble, vent about your day, the entire time she eases you closer into her lap until you're seated on her thigh, chin on her shoulder.

she soothes you, petting your back while you grow sleepy again. "breathe." she reminds you, uncharacteristically softly. "i have you now."

you snuggle up against her, allowing her to ease you back down into bed, her gentle touches never ceasing. "thank you." you mumble into her shoulder when she rests you on top of her.

"you do not need to thank me for ensuring you are properly rested." she shakes her head but you smile.

"no. thank you for loving me." you lean up, kissing her cheek as she stares down at you, kissing the top of your head.

"rest now, i've got you."

[crazylittlejester]

can the person who keeps fuckin with me in my inbox by sending incredibly vague/borderline threatening shit please stop? i don’t want to have to block you (because i can’t tell if you’re doing it to be funny or cruel, so if you’re trying to joke please read this and understand you need to stop) and i dont want to have to turn off anonymous asks either

my ask box is open to yappers and people who just want to chat or ask questions, it doesn’t have to be fandom related, i just love talking to you guys. but i ask that if you’re going to send me an ask you respect me as a person and my boundaries. i know interacting with people online feels silly and whimsical at times but please remember im a real person with real feelings and therefore i AM effected by things you say. your words have an impact. if you’re going to bring up heavy topics i ask you put a trigger warning at the top for my sake and the sake of others. im not open to anonymous venting (long, in detail rants about heavy things in your personal life) about about things unrelated to fandom stuff or things i post, that’s just a lot for me to handle from people i don’t know and i need to set and protect my boundaries for the sake of my own mental health. and im VERY not okay with threats or messages designed to make people anxious

im stating my boundaries clearly because the next time this happens you’re going to be blocked. and i ask that the kindness doesn’t stay on just my blog, but that you respect other creators as well. fandom is only fun when you respect others

[permetutotheworld]

hi my name is Persephone, but you can call me Seph/Sephy,

I use they/xe pronouns, I’m an asexual lesbian, I’m autistic+adhd,

and I’m a minor (please don’t be creepy I’ve already had two people message me being weird and sexual)

I write a lot of poetry and I’m writing a book at the moment based off of the idea of multiple universes existing at a time, I sing and I love performing, specifically musical theatre

I ALSO TAKE REQUESTS!! I write poetry mostly for them but microfics tooo, for good omens, the marauders, percy jackson, les mis and any TJ Klune books that ive read, just pop a prompt into my inbox and ill do my best to get jt to you as fast as i can <3

my fandoms are : Les Mis, good omens, pjo, marauders, hunger games, aru shah, marvel, doctor who, epic the musical and Tj Clune books

my favourite music: queen, Maisie peters, the last dinner party, the crane wives, Taylor Swift, Florence and the machine, rene Rapp, Chappell roan, David Bowie, blondie, boygenius, Paris paloma, most musicals

favourite books: house in the cerulean sea, under the whispering door, in the lives of puppets (all by TJ Klune)

my tags:

Persephone yaps: my silly little commentary on anything that happens to me

persephone vents: my life low-key sucks quite a lot at time so I vent a bit but I make sure to trigger warning everything triggering

Persephone writes silly stuff: I write silly little poems and stories that I post sometimes

Lovely moots :3 : for my lovely moots

Persephone loves their gf <3 : thats right guys i love my gf so mich and i talk about her a lot

perpendicular universe: posts about my fantasy novel im working onnn

Please dni if you’re queerphobic or discriminate against minorities in general, if you support trump or other dickwads like him or if you’re just going to be mean

also I do struggle a lot with mental health so I probably will randomly disappear or vent but I’ll make sure to trigger warning everything below the cut: my rp blogs, my moots and my fics

My rp blogs:

@nico-sees-dead-people @prongsie-rambles @regulus-the-star @pandora-opens-the-box @sunshine-boy-official

@enjolsaurus-rex @sunshine-prongsie-boy @panda-reads-your-death @lily-petals-falling @stars-andpoems @marlene-and-co @here-and-a-deer

if you like my blog you should check out my amazing mutuals whom I love and adore:

@xenocollector LES MIS RAAA

@sauntering-vaguelydownward literally so sweet ilysm/platonically

@marylily-my-beloved love you Fatimah omg

@aidens-ocean-galaxy very purple coded person and very cool also so genuinely lovely we live laugh love Juno in this household

@theoristswan5683 literally so nice omg they have the loveliest vibes 😭

@ashstillalive Amazing writer amazing person will happily beta read for you anytime

@mae-occasionally-reads so sweet so lovely so cool so glad we’re mutuals love you so much/platonic vibes only MY BEST FRIEND ILYYYSMMM/pl <3333

@definitionoffuckup AL very cool individual

@rafaelthesilly I KNOW YOU IN REAL LIFE POOKIE YOURE THE BEST LESBIAN BUDDIE MY AMAZING SPOUSE ILYSM (platonically)

@inezrable I have more octopus facts for you!!!!!!!

@garden-of-runar the coolest person alive still can’t believe you followed me back althought yoir spice tolerance js weird as shit/lh and paprika is not spicy

@ravenwordss literally so sweet love you/pl

@pyromaniacbibliophile my spouse bc we are married

@cossie-fauchelevant the one and only cosette to my enjolras <3

@delinda24601 SHES SO COOL MY IRL BUS BESTIE LOVE HER TO BITS I FOUNDED HER FAN CLUB SHES SO SUPER COOL GUYS 🩷🩷🩷🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶

@im-on-crack-send-help RIYANAAA SO SUPER COOL ILYSM

@startswithahell - cant wait for those unhinged asks omgomg

@biggestqiblifan - I LOVE YOU SM/pl

@the-eclipse-is-in-me - one of my favouritest people on this hellsite

@circe-butbetter - JANA!!! So incredibly cool and iconic

@joanmonet - JOAN!! IRL!! SHE GAVE ME TURKISH DELIGHT AND IS LITERALLY MY WIFE VERY COOL WE SHARE LIKE 90% OF THE SAME INTERESTS !!!! WHAT AN ICON!!! WE FRICKING SAUTÉED ON THOSE EXAMS!!!

@statueofgalatea - 🫵🫵 IN REAL LIFE BEST FRIEND LOVE YOU SMSMSMSM SHARER OF HYPERFIXATIONS LISTENERS OF LESBIAN RANTS LOVE YOU BABE

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☆ hi!! im honey!! tho im always open to ANY nickname!! ★ gerbil!! to @fairyycoffin & @i-eat-grass ★ Honey Honeyington!! as declared by @graysonhawthorneswife ☆ she/her pleasee ☆ i am a minor so pls be respectful (NO NSFW PLEASE!!) ☆ PST timezone!! yes, i am a california gurl whos very ✨magical✨ DNI: NSFW blogs, porn blogs, bot accounts INTERACT IF YOU DARE: homophobes, transphobes, radfems, zionists, racists, trump supporters (my inclusivity and pride will make you barf 😊)

omg!! hi!! i havent updated my intro post in like a yearr, its wildd here's my old intro post!! its so chaotic and messy and just a yappicino AND I LOVE IT check it out if you wanna!!

MUSIC

✧ CAVETOWN ✧ ALEX G ✧ MADILYN MEI ✧ MEG MCCAFFERTY ✧ THE FRONT BOTTOMSS ✧ Taylor Swift!! ✧ Olive Rodrigo!! ✧ CHAPPEL ROAN!! ✧ SOFIA ISSELA!! ✧ connan gray!! ✧ penelope scott ✧ naethan apolloo GIMME RECS FOR GOOD ROCK/INDIE MUSIC TO LISTEN TO PLEASEEEE, LIKE FLOOD MY INBOX WITH SONGS

FANDOMS

✧ Percy Jackson (Books) ✧ School Bus Graveyard (Webtoon) ✧ Owl House (Show) ✧ Gravity Falls (Show) ✧ Avatar the Last Airbender (Show) ✧ Hunger Games (Books) ✧ Miraculous Ladybug (Show) ✧ Your Turn To Die (Videogame) ✧ Doki-Doki Literature Club (Videogame) ✧ Jackson's Diary (Webtoon) ✧ Danganronpa Despair Time (Videogame) ✧ SIX (Musical) ✧ Hamilton (Musical) ✧ Heathers (Musical) ✧ The Lightning Thief (Musical) ✧ EPIC the Musical (Musical) IF YOU KNOW/LIKE ANY OF THEM SCREAM AT ME PLEASE, ILL SCREAM BACK PROLLY!!! WE CAN BE A BUNCH OF SQUAWKING CROWS TOGETHER!!!

ALRIGHT NOW IMA YAP ABOUT ME, IMAGINE AS IF IM SPEAKING REALLY REALLY FAST AND BOUNCING UP AND DOWN CUZ THATS PRETTY ACCURATEE okay hi! i love love love making new friends and meeting people!! feel free to pop into my dms or my ask box or anywheree, as long as you arent a weird bot/nsfw accountt!! and also, im always always always ready to listen to you rant or yap or vent, i dont mind and would rather you talk to someone than bottle it up <33 im an enfp, hufflepuff and many people have said im very similar to luz from owl house :DD ive also gotten ty lee from atlaa!! im horrible at social cues and pretty hyperactive if you couldnt guess alreadyy, im a yapper and if i EVER cross ay boundaries please please pleaseeeee just lemme know and i will immediately stopp i also use tons of hearts and say babe/darling/dear/honey and stuff like that platonically and i suck at responding, its not you its me i promise you overthinkers and i have no tagging system, its just a mess of reblogss, and uhhh i think thats all about me!! banner: twinning with @gay--gh0st-deactivated20240722 (theyve deactivated 😔) pfp: THE ONE AND ONLY, AMAZING @bluebird38

WELCOME TO THE END!!

[smoshsfavoritepizzaplace]

Hey, so this is more of a specifically Damien-related ask than a general smosh one and might be toeing the line of parasocial stuff, so if you'd rather let this just kinda wither and die in your ask box, that's fine with me. I just need to get this out because my brain won't shut up about it.

This concerns the person in Damien's recent renn faire pics who is rumored to be in a relationship with him. This isn't me being upset that he might be in a relationship; if he's found someone he can be in a happy, healthy relationship with, then that's awesome. I thought they were a cool artist, but when I tried to look up their instagram a couple months ago, they seemed to have deleted it. And when I googled one of their handles, I found someone on twitter and insta accusing them of fraud and harassment. She accused them of copying her merch designs, intentionally changing their appearance to match hers so that people would mistake them for her, and turning people against her by claiming she was harassing them. I wasn't really sure if I believed it, but I went back to the callout post on insta after seeing the renn faire pics and saw a company they had collabed with in the comments of that post outright saying that they had cheated the company out of thousands of dollars of money and merch. Not to mention they seem to have gone radio silent since this was posted

I don't want anyone to harass them or Damien over this. I'm not trying to end a relationship here. Their behavior in their personal life could be completely different to their alleged professional misconduct. I don't even know if Damien is aware of any of this. Again, please don't harass him about this. I'm probably not the only one who's noticed this. I haven't really seen anyone on the smosh/clever coop side of things talking about it, but that may be out of respect for their privacy, which I can completely understand. The information just wasn't sitting well in my brain, and I wrote this more as a way to process my thoughts more than anything else. I honestly hope nothing comes of this and everyone can be fine and normal about it all.

Sorry for using your inbox to vent. Again, if you're not comfortable with posting this, that's completely fine with me.

We slightly touched this topic but not all that much. What I will say is that I know little to nothing about that supposed partner and what they did. I personally don’t think this is too parasocial since you’re genuinely just curious about the situation. As I said, I know almost nothing about it so I can’t really say much on this topic. But don’t feel bad about venting. I have my ask box open for a reason, I want everyone to have a place to share how they feel. As long as you’re respectful, I don’t mind anything you write

[killerzys]

Should probably post this on my venting account..oh well

[DO NOT ATTACK ANYONE THAT WAS MENTIONED]

Tw mentioning of cutting, say kill yourself, and F1zzyst4r

Please don't center me around this drama I'm not the one who needs the support Wenni is they have been a victim of F1zzyst4r for a year now I just want to simply explain.. how this has affected me.. but please show some support to Wenni and not me

More in the undercut

So there has been a lot on my mind been gone a few days so it feels a little bit more clearer

I do not want to meet the situation about me since I'm not the one who's being harassed Wenni has and I don't want to make the situation about me even though I am also being affected by it. Just not the way Wenni has been, that's why I have been scared to talk about how I'm feeling about Skittles.. and everything but uhh just because I don't want to make it about me I'm not the let's say main victim.. yes I have been harassed I don't know if was one of skittle's friends that told me this in my ask box but someone recently told me to kill myself and it threw me off

And for a while I felt forced to be friends with him (Skittles) I texted him before I blocked him that hey I felt forced to be your friend and it's making me uncomfortable.. I didn't say this part but the tracing also made me uncomfortable.. especially when it was clear that you copied someone else's design and is tracing someone else's art without credit or say oh yeah I make expired by this person inspiration, and now don't come attack me and say oh there's a few times that you didn't credit someone but as soon as someone say hey by the way maybe credit the person that gives you inspiration you @ them and I have I go back and edit pic or post and @ the person there is just sometimes where I get so excited that I forget but Skittles even after being called out and you're saying hey dude by the way maybe just give credit to the person that you take inspiration from Skittles is like erm actually they're tracing me!!

That's my point of view of how I see it and those other parts but I don't want to make this really long and boring to read

But I just mainly wanted to say how I've been infected by everything, after becoming friends with Skittles I thought they were kind and sweet they were to me but that's before I knew the full drama I did follow wenni on Pinterest for a while and seen little glimpse here and there last time I seen before I became friends with Skittles is that Wenni and Skittles were on good terms.. so I thought it was all right to be his friend, this whole friendship started because I made my old reference sheet of nighty, based off of on of wenni's old ref.. Skittles was like hey by the way maybe not copy me and I simply told them that I took inspiration from someone else that I didn't even know they were on the board, we became friends on Tumblr and talked, then I started getting targeted not targeted that's not the right word to say involved in drama that simply I was just watching from behind.. never had any attention to get involved with any of the drama but with my luck I somehow got into it because I was friends with Skittles.. I'm no longer friends with him and I feel free I feel safer now but I keep seeing the excuse of like his friends in my inbox "he made art for you and everything, he thought you guys were friends" just because you simply made art for me doesn't really mean anything I'm sorry? Like I make art for a lot of people doesn't mean I'm their friend I just think whatever OC or design I did was really neat and I wanted to draw it myself.. in the friend part I did see each other as friends but we never really communicated like we were friends.. we would talk to each other about the drama and I remember at some point I said whoever is tracing needs to own up to it now so this drama could be over and no one can get hurt or go through more mental health problems... But it seems that he didn't take that advice but oh well but other than talking about the drama and stuff we vented it to each other, there were a few funny moments but it's wasn't really friends? It was like that one buddy you see crossing the hall and you talk for a minute before going back to your class and then you don't see them for the rest of the year that's how it felt and before everything that happened I will admit I had a tad of a crush on Skittles but over time it started affecting me not in the greatest way... And I just lost all feelings when I got with my partner... And then at some point he would call me dear or something ? And sweetheart saying I'm sorry I think someone hacked my account acting all flirty with me which made me uncomfortable...

But besides that uhh he has now decided to text my mutuals or get his friends to do it I believe he's doing it because they are all anonymous and him or he got his friend to send something one of my mutuals inbox say hi by the way uhh river faked being friends with Skittles like a few times something something quite frankly I don't think you should be mutuals with them no more

Ok ok Skittles I see I see going to my mutuals telling them, that they should stop being friends with me because I stopped being friends with you because you're traced someone's art and copied many people's designs and when I tell you that I felt forced to be your friend and felt so uncomfortable and I unfollowed you which is a valid reason saying that I was uncomfortable and blocking you you're going to resort to going to my mutuals and basically harass them saying you should stop being friends with River, river is a bad friend you shouldn't be friends with them

Okay buddy like what? I've been trying to stay serious but the more I text this sentence the more I'm getting mad and the more I'm realizing the red flags that I should have realized from before... Honestly Skittles I hope you get help I hope you get therapy or something I'm not going to wish upon your death because honestly that's against what I believe which is nothing but like I don't believe in telling people they should kill themselves just because of certain actions I feel like they should get help now let's say if you were a pedophile now I would say kill yourself but does drama could have been resolved a long time ago if you just figured out your own art style who you are and stop copying someone to the point of copying that Wenni saying you have anger issues and trust issues ?

Wet Skittles I do wish that you get some therapy help mental help hell go to a mental asylum I don't care get help...

Now onto more stuff that like other things I've been thinking about

So basically going to my friends and harassing them

Having people go in my inbox harassing me saying like why did you stop being friends with Skittle kill yourself

It feels like you're using the fact that I used to have a crush on you against me and saying that we were friends because sometimes we made art for each other?

That's really it? Uh yeah I don't know this entire situation has just had me stressed about everything.. to the point where I'm having a hard time even drawing.. communicating with people talking and everything...it's really unbearable.. a few days ago I lost my streak .. because of this. The stress got so much that I took it out on myself I was almost 2-3 month clean..

[maxlarens]

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👋🏻 hellooo, i'm lilli or lils. welcome to my blog where i talk about f1 and write reader fic, but occasionally get a little insane about music or literature. i'm an oscar piastri, max verstappen and george russell enthusiast first and foremost, but feel fondly about many a driver. i love to talk and yap and over-explain and anything of that nature. so feel free to get in my inbox about whatever you'd like! i hope you have a nice time here🥰

drivers i’ll write for: oscar, lando, george, and max.

including (under the right circumstances): alex, carlos, charles and jack. (open to requests for most drivers, it depends largely on inspiration)

drivers i won’t write for: pierre, esteban and lance.

🚨please don’t request: NSFW*. suicide/suicidal themes, self harm, eating disorders, serious mental health issues, pregnancy, child loss.

[*i do not read or write or interact with nsfw content. i still interact with blogs that are nsfw, as i am over 18, but please refrain from sending me asks/messages discussing nsfw content. i may reblog a fic occasionally with nsfw themes in it but that will be tagged appropriately]

🎀my ask box is always open for chats, vents, general discussion! i might take a while to reply sometimes but i try my best to answer all asks in my inbox. if i don’t, please just send me a message or another ask to check because sometimes tumblr eats the ask. the only reason i wouldn’t answer an ask is because it’s hateful or if it crosses my boundaries (though i’ll usually post something to indicate that).

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[vanitythevantropist]

DISCLAIMER: this account is 16+ as it may contain themes that are not suitable for children. Please use caution and always check the trigger warnings. Stay safe❤️

INTRODUCTION POST:

Good evening wary travellers! I’m Vanity, but I also go by Cutlass & Lumber ^^

I’m a 17 year old furry and alterhuman from South Africa. I go by he/it/they, am transmasc, omnisexual and aromantic. I’m a Satanist (don’t worry, I won’t eat you without your consent ;3)

This is predominantly a random shit blog but I am an artist n OC/story creator post about that whenever my ADHD lets me! Feel free to ask me about my OCs and stories ^^

Other Blogs + Socials:

Alterhuman blog (now merged w this one): @mystic-lumber

Fursona ask blog: @seek-of-the-serpent

Reblog blog: @vanity-reblogs

My silly officalverse blog: @grims-horse-offical

My OTHER silly officalverse blog: @tyr-offical

Bluesky: https://bsky.app/profile/vanithevantropist.bsky.social

FANDOMS I’M IN:

-How to Train Your Dragon

-Wings of Fire

-Warrior Cats (never read the books lmao)

-My Little Pony (haven’t watched the show lol-)

-Cobra Kai (unironically)

-Spiderverse

-DC (mostly the batfam)

ASKS (n stuff):

Feel free to ask me anything! Send me memes, ask questions about my OCs, whatever! As long as it isn’t weeiiirrddd cuz I’m a minor✋

TAGS:

#Story: Story Name = just my stories so y’all can cycle thru tags ^^ (the Story Name is there so I don’t have to add a bunch of story tags unless you want me to)

#OC: OC name = the OCs used, most likely my OCs but will be added for other peoples’ if I draw them ^^ (I always list them left-right, top-bottom)

#Vanity’s Art = my art, duh :P

#Vanity’s Fanart = fanart✨

#Vanity’s Fandom Ramblings = me yapping about the media of fandoms I’m in

#Vanity’s OC Ramblings = me yapping about my OCs

#Vanity’s blog updates = blog updates

#Vanity’s Thoughts = text posts about life or whatevs

#Vanity’s Vents = me venting

Fire Fanart = fanart from other people for me <3

Vanity answers = answering asks from My Inbox

Lizard therapy = Lizard therapy (check below)

LIZARD THERAPY:

Status: open

Details: vent at me in my inbox and I’ll do my best to give you advice! Please use proper trigger warnings and patience <3

ART REQUESTS:

Status: Closed

Details: uhhhh-

ART COMMISSIONS:

Status: Closed

Details: being updated (might take a while lmao)

BOXES:

[chaifootsteps]

I can't speak for you or anyone else but for me an average of 32 posts a day isn't really that much?

especially when you consider a lot of it is just answering asks other people send where they might have posted more words than you.

plus like, averages are just averages: some days will be higher when there's new eps or news or odd takes from fans or creators. other days won't be. for instance, the playbill thing just passed its one year anniversary so there's been more posts about that lately. that doesn't happen every day though, obvs, so there's ups and downs

that said, just wanted to say if you ever did want to step away and stop opening the ask box for a while then please go for it! the critical community has been a nice place to vent together but your wellbeing is more important, especially if the asks get overwhelming. and I honestly can't imagine how you deal with the most toxic fans using your criticism of Viv as a free pass to accuse you of awful things like abusing your animals or possessing CP for the crime of *checks notes* having old laptops lying around, then spreading it around like it's a game of telephone

honestly seems odd that when people ask you if being in the critical community makes you happy they're never referring to the cost of having stans lie on you all the time to the point they're casually accusing you of committing crimes. just this vague idea that all critics are full time haters with no life of their own

Exactly! It's not all that many asks and it's an average. When the inbox is getting too full or I want to not think about any of it, I close it. Some days, especially when I'm focusing on work or personal projects, I'm barely on here at all. But sitting around answering asks (about Viv or whatever) while doing other stuff on the side, I sincerely enjoy that.

Being accused of molesting my dog or writing infant porn, not so much.