#Welcome to Forks

[grandmasshack]

About three things I was absolutely positive. First, Edward was a vampire. Second, there was a part of him-and I didn’t know how potent that part might be-that thirsted for my blood. And third, I was unconditionally and irrevocably in love with him.

[themoonlightislace]

putting on my favorite sweater, ribbon in hair and dragging my textbooks to the local cafe~~~

oh how I luv rain days

[sides4peace]

[louvresdark]

let's ride 'til we find each other

[sarahsinferno]

welcome, dear wanderers, to my little corner of the digital universe! i am deeply grateful that you’ve taken a moment to visit this haven of words and dreams. here, amidst the soft murmur of verses and the delicate dance of metaphors, i share fragments of my heart and soul through original poetry and others’ beloved art (as i am not skilled in the physical medium department). thank you for stepping into this world of whimsy and wonder—i hope you find something here that resonates with the rhythms of your own heart. if you do, it is yours.

pics of the girl are me hehe

so you can put a face to the word!

[mdshh]

Gen 5: Joaquim Forks

Location: Oasis Springs

Career: Salaryperson

[wordsaladsenpai]

** IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT **

THE ADMIN OF THIS ACCOUNT WOULD LIKE TO LET YOU KNOW THE FOLLOWING THINGS:

- hehehehe I farted

- I didn’t actually fart

- and if I had a fandom name for this blog I would call all my little followers : SALAD FORKS (respectively) - SPORKS (if you want to shorten it)

- SPORKS : can also mean salad forks, spoon fork, soup fork, and special fork. (All forks are special.)

- this is actually a game of two truths and a lie

[thatoneluckybee]

I love seeing strangers in my notes excited over my fandom posts. "ANOTHER YTTD FAN!!" friend WHAT do you think my most used tag is

[martritzvonmercie]

we should normalize any and all friend cuddles no matter how clingy and intimate they seem we should make that an extremely normal friend thing to do

[grandmasshack]

🍧 And a cherry on top of Twilight nostalgia – some Letterboxd reviews that are 10 sparkles from Edward's body out of 10 ✨

[angorwhosebabyisthis]

For the three sentence fics post, regarding the comment you added about a selkie!Five AU

I know it's a bit different but,, I *did* have concept work for a siren!Five comic that I gave up on but I have the designs with me,,,, if you don't mind fanworks to go with that AU (pretend this ask is from the new-lorien-artist blog)

EYEZOOMS YES PLEASE I WOULD LOVE TO SEE IF YOU DO SOMETHING WITH IT

it's more like an umbrella of AUs based on the same backstory and brand of selkie, and i do have designs for them in the baseline AU that i've been picking away at for a while, but fanworks and alt designs absolutely are welcome and i'd be honored :DDD

i need to post an actual writeup at some point, but tl;dr is that the pod five was born in was known for--among other things--having beautiful coats, which is the main thing that matters to selkie hunters like the ones who managed to find their cove. they got just enough warning to start evacuating without having time to get everyone out fast enough, and hiding won't save them for long if the hunters are focused on rooting them out...

...so they decided to gather up all the pups with the prettiest coats, and send them out in different directions as bait. the hunters can't catch all of them. and by the time they've gotten the ones they do manage to hunt down, everyone else will be long gone; maybe they'll decide it's not worth it to keep looking, and give up. 🙃

five was, you guessed it, one of those pups. the plan, if you can call it that, was for the kids and the adults who were sent with them to eventually meet up with the pod again when the coast was clear. this was not what rey did, at all. instead he took five and ran with no intention of ever going back, and proceeded to tell him a Highly Embellished version of events to make him more afraid of the world and easier to control, and also just to fuck with his head in general lmao.

things go pretty similarly to canon from there, up until the point where he ends up washing ashore in miami (or whatever fantasy equivalent you're going with); and that's where the variations in cast, scenarios, other setting details, etc come in from AU to AU. which! i mean, there can be variations from before that of course, that's just where it usually tends to branch off.

it's been a really fun set of AUs to play around with; i've done a lot of tossing it around with @thecottageinthedark, who among other things came up with the idea of five being a leopard seal selkie, because a) Holy Shit Murderbeast and b) this fucking face

that's him. that is his essence. god bless

but yeah!! that's the gist of it so far, if you decide you wanna do fanart for it that'd be cool as hell and i'm excited to see :D

(i am also 👀 all ears about this siren!AU if you ever decide to post stuff about it, comics or otherwise, mythical creature AUs are So Fucking Good and i support them always. Especially when Boye is involved)

[thatdamnokie]

pov: you just got a new summer job at shoshone national forest and are listening to the radio as you unpack. you’re the latest resident of the two forks ii lookout. you remember your aunt d mentioning this place long ago and take a break to flip through a book she gave you: firewatch by some man named henry. over your shoulder the sky is so blue it hurts your eyes. you have never been so ready for a summer. 🌻🌳

[clowningaroundmars]

you can tell disney is STRUGGLING lately

offering subscriptions of disney+ for like 3 bucks

hiring remote data entry positions for like 18 bucks an hour, emphasizing that anyone can apply (ads i see on yt nowadays)

tons of ppl making "disney fucking sucks and heres how its impacting their revenue" videos

yeah.

[wittywallflower]

helloo~ for the cafe ask game: honey! (i think i accidentally clicked the unfollow button while looking for the ask button lmao sorry abt that!)

honey: share a valuable life lesson that you’ve learned while growing up.

bestie and i call this one "lean into the lazy"

we all have tasks and chores and responsibilities we could be better at but we just aren't. its rarely actually laziness, more likely to be executive dysfunction, or the depression, or sensory issues with the particular task. what we do is give ourselves permission to 'suck' at whatever it is, and just accommodate it where we can.

are you going to not-clean the air fryer basket until it grosses you out to use? just line the fucking thing with tin foil. as long as your food is getting sufficiently cooked, fuck it. do you constantly forget to bring certain things to certain places? fuck it, have two+ of that thing, one in each place (I have so many raincoats you wouldn't believe, and my car is swimming in reusable shopping bags... until it isn't because I've used them all and forgot to put any back in my car. I will simply not remember to grab them on my way out the door. I wont. Even when they are RIGHT NEXT TO THE DOOR. I am simply incapable of remembering to grab the god damn shopping bags). do your veggies go bad before you summon the wherewithal to chop and cook them? Buy the pre-chopped stuff. (there's a lot of overlap between this concept and the "pay the adhd tax up front" idea, admittedly...) Does cleaning the toilet make you want to curl up and die? they have various products you can just throw in the tank or clip into the bowl (yes i can hear the handy ma'am tiktok ladies tutting about this). Does your coffee table get so cluttered with drinks and dishes and anything else that you had in your hand that you wanted to not be in your hand anymore? just fyi you are not required to have a coffee table... trust me your living room will be sooooo much cleaner without one, its awesome. Buy a nice spill-proof container for your beverages and you can just set it on the floor (or, if you are like me, toss it on the couch cushion next to you so you don't have to reach as far) (i recommend the Contigo West Loop for this btw. I own like 4 and they are ideal for both hot and cold bevs) Hate bending down to tie your shoes, so you constantly mangle the heels by putting them on and taking them off without touching the laces? start wearing styles that are easily slipped on. they even have step-into styles these days that don't require hands at all. Do you procrastinate doing the dishes until there's not a clean fork left in the house? You can stock your utensil drawer with as many forks as you want. You aren't even limited to one drawer. you will have to wash those forks eventually, but that's still like a dozen more meals and snacks that wont start on a negative note because you were reminded that you 'suck' at getting your dishes cleaned in a timely manner.

is it ever the 'best' option? the cheapest or the most green or the most mature-functioning-adult option? no. but clearly we are not going to do the cheapest or smartest or most normal option, we've tried and tried and it never became a habit, and after years of making ourselves feel bad about it we said "fuck it" and started leaning into the lazy

accommodate the things you know you are going to struggle with. even the little things.

[rad-batson]

I’m like 99% sure the Gotham Elite’s social customs are fucked up because Autism-in-Human-Form Bruce Wayne was just so fucking tired of high society’s weird and incomprehensible (and frankly ableist) social etiquette that he went full Virgin Mary About-to-Invent-a-Major-World-Religion, said “oh haven’t you heard?” and just started making his own random social rules. Like who’s going to stop him? The other elites? The dinosaur CEO’s? He’s richer. He hosts the better parties. He could tank your business in a weekend. So when he says “Weird passive aggressive fork language is out. Having a different utensil for every different food texture is in,” you use a different utensil for every food texture. Now when foreign elites visit Gotham, they have to learn a completely new set of social customs to fit in. It’s like a cult, but the cult is run by the most influential man in the world and Gotham’s personal Jesus. The followers are more likely than not mafia bosses named after a bird. You will be judged. There’s a test. Yes, you do get brownie points for being nice to the servers. For the love of god, stop making so much eye contact. The cloth napkins are folded into little ducks. Welcome to Gotham.

[seiwas]

papa nanami and how he can't decide which fleece jacket he should buy for his little girl—

they’re tiny, the length of the fabric spanning his two palms and a half. he’s thinking hard on this one—tan or pink? tan or pink… tan or pink.

the store is closing soon; the only free time he had was after work, now, half an hour before dinner. he should hurry so he can go home already—to his little girl and you.

he sighs, holding the jackets up again. tan or pink...

hm.

he makes his choice.

.

when he arrives home, crouching low as his little girl comes crashing into him—the shopping bag falls to his side, hands holding her close. you peek from the kitchen, smile warm and in love.

kento always makes it in time for dinner, no matter what.

after tickles and giggles and a big munching on her cheek, your little girl pulls her papa by his pinky, dragging him over to you.

you always give him a kiss on the cheek.

“welcome home, my love.” you whisper by his ear, setting the last bowl of food down on the dining table.

you spot the shopping bag by the foyer, sneaking him a look, “did some early gift shopping?”

he follows your eyes, picking up your little girl as he sets her down on her seat.

“bought some fleece jackets for her, before it gets too cold.”

your lips curl up, knowing you chose the right man; his foresight, the way he looks after you both—it makes your heart swell as you walk to pick up the shopping bag.

when you pry it open, you’re met with fuzzy bundles of tan and pink. you snort, “couldn’t pick?”

he flushes, cheeks turning the same shade as the fabric in front of you—he points to his suit, “she said she wanted to match with me.”

your mouth forms an ‘ah’, still smiling, “and the pink?”

“i thought it’d look cute on her.”

he turns to your little girl, grip tight on her silicon utensils as she stabs around her food. she’s almost on her way to full sentences now and it shouldn’t make him this sentimental, but it does.

he wants her to stay this tiny forever.

his little girl.

“what do you think, baby?” you hold up the pink jacket beside you, speaking to your daughter.

she giggles, silicon fork in hand as her bib bounces; her eyes, the same brown as her papa’s but shaped like yours, sparkles, “pwitty! pwitty on!”

“papa always has good taste doesn’t he?” you look at your husband fondly.

your little girl babbles, giggling.

and nanami doesn’t know what he did to deserve this—your little family, but if he has to buy every fleece jacket in the world to keep you both warm and toasty, he will.

he’ll even make you all matchy.

comments, tags, and reblogs are greatly appreciated ♡

@kentoangel @em1e @augustinewrites @crysugu @soumies @itadorey @mididoodles thought about u all while writing this 🥹