#also if u want smth written for u

[himb-oytoy]

lots of ppl liking my posts recently and i just wanna say

hi <3

if ur not an nsfw blog, i know, and i think it's sweet that u come here every now and then to get off. if u are an nsfw blog, i rlly do think ur out of my league, every single one of u BUT i also think we should fuck maybe. and that i've probs thought abt it.

that's all, just a check in. first oc post in years and it's to say i love u <3 fuckin' get some

[somnas-writes]

I feel like the High Fae in acotar should’ve looked a little weirder (limbs too long/too thin, eyes too bright, facial features too sharp/perfect etc).

And the high fae are so convinced that everyone wants them when in reality, nobody really does. When Human Feyre falls in love with Tamlin, all her ‘lesser’ fae friends are like “Girl… for real?”

And when the Archeron sisters are all turned into fae, they retain some intrinsic humanity to their appearance. So they’re just the right balance of Human and High Fae.

Feyre still finds herself getting unsettled looking at the high fae too long. when she talks to other fae, to her, they’re human in a way.

Anyways feyre should’ve been anti-class system and hung out with the other fae groups more. She’s a people person get her out into the community.

[sipsteainanxiety]

mha nation how yall doin

[inkedhorror]

oh when did that happen...

[cannibalise]

so glad i got into 40k. universes tht are so big that they somehow sustain my interest cz i can fixate on different factions nd details instead of dropping it entirely. r my fav. makes me so happy to think abt that shit hellscape :)

[capricioussun]

Actually thinking about it, are there any specific character dynamics anyone would like to see more from me?

[g0thsoojin]

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[upsidedowngrass]

OK this isnt one of my essay character analysises, BUT i offer: a 784 word character study fic abt the beginning of ep 5 :)

(also uploaded on ao3!!)

It's the happiest either of them have seen Scenty through the whole competition.

From where Liam and Bryce both sit, they can hear her cheering. After all the times Stone has stopped her team from being up for elimination, she finally has a way out.

But she's just so, so hopeful, because the viewers would certainly be on her side. They'd take her home, and she could leave this place behind. She could leave the unsettling geometry, ominous figures, and all-powerful voices who don't care about the lives of those they harm all in the past. This was certain to her. After all, she was the one who has asked to leave the most. Even her own teammates were vouching for her.

(Neither Bryce nor Liam would ever find issue with this. They want to go home too, yeah, but they're all being subjected to ONE; it'd be hard to accuse her of any selfishness or her teammates of any bias in a situation like this.)

It's the fact that she is so hopeful, though, that makes Liam look away and Bryce go quiet. Her excitement was loud and blatant, and though she was turned away from the both of them, it could be heard in the increasing thickness of her words that she's crying, at least a little.

All of this twists at something in Bryce's chest, as he just stares. It's far from panicked, but his breaths nonetheless feel shallow. Liam altogether tries to ignore her joy. It feels cruel to him. It feels unfair, and he doesn't want to see, and just the happiness in her voice makes him feel distant from the Plane.

They both just stay there, sitting in the pointed grass, because her hopes are so high. It really is the happiest either of them have ever seen her- though that doesn't mean much here. In her place, both of them would be just as excited. If they told her of Stone's message, that excitement would be completely crushed. Crushed with the ease of a wooden stake-

Then again, if she doesn't go home this elimination, would that be worse? Would telling her after only serve to make her spirits even worse, with her not only having to deal with the horrors of the Plane, but also the fact that her friends, the only people here from the same world as her, had kept something that important from her? Would she even care?

Scenty's cheering had died down by now. Her team had huddled together further, no doubt trying to make the most of their time with her. They all seemed to have grown close quickly through the competition. She'd moved to rest the back of her candle against Tray, allowing Bryce to read her expression better from where his team of three sits. Liam still stares only ahead of himself. With everything that's happened, a moral dilemma is far too complicated for him to even consider thinking about.

She's smiling, and she looks calm, though she occasionally wipes at her eyes. The relief is obvious in her posture. Her teammates talk casually and quietly amongst each other, Scenty piping in with a now worn, but still happy voice every now and then. 

All Bryce can think about is Stone's message, and that if the eliminations truly are random, then out of all of the contestants up for elimination, she doesn't have great odds of leaving. But she's still so happy, and if she does end up stuck here long, isn't it better for at least some of it to have been spent not afraid, and not desperate, but content?

Really, it doesn't feel like anything is the right decision here. No matter what, the situation is terrible, and no amount of sparing emotions or being honest will change that. Frankly, neither Bryce nor Liam could probably even bring themselves to tell her anyway, no matter what the “correct” decision is, the weight of Stone's message still weighing on their own minds, as well, keeping them both at a loss for much. Learning just how helpless everyone here was was never going to be something that would settle well. The text box’s clicking hadn’t gotten either of them to budge much, and they definitely wouldn’t now, Scenty’s words leaving its own mark that rivaled that of the message itself.

So instead, the two stay where they've sat since they left Stone's notes behind, still failing to know what to do about the knowledge given, even for themselves. As the members of Scenty's team individually fall asleep in their tranquility, both Liam and Bryce stay awake under the burning sun, and remain there still after the sleeping members awaken.

[sudaca-swag]

ooh this one will get ppl mad aswigakdkc ik the booktok girlies are crying and vomiting blood rn

[windupaidoneus]

and ic an justify all my thouhts processes . btw. its in ym brain & i know why it is

[paeonie-s]

thinking abt csm again (<- it has been 2 years)

[starswallowingsea]

why is writing a personal statement so hard

[ruiconteur]

every time i hear someone reference crazy rich asians when i talk about my country my temper gets a little bit shorter. kevin kwan doesn't know shit and the movie isn't any better.

[orcelito]

Reading comments on the last chapter & ppl mentioning how much they appreciated the talk about boundaries and such. It rly makes all my nerves about posting that worth it, ngl

[darkholm]

fire eats away at her tongue. it's sharp and burning hot and it feels like her heart had split into four pieces and creeped up to her throat. each time it gets worse and worse, like her mouth is frothing to answer nancy's question. it's sort of cold, inexpressive, the way she flicks her hair back and tenses her features at the question. ‘why fight it?’ asked by @medusacomplex. it's almost idiotic, she thinks. not the question but the lack of an answer, that senselessness that is already evident on her face (a face she has grown familiar with these past few months).

a pause, nausea induced. a response could be avoided, through some form of a conniving, puzzling reply. it should feel like torture, even! to bite away at the possibility of answering eager nancy's question, she'd have to be cruel considering it's all she saw the young woman do. ask questions. either way, the scales on her back flick upward like hairs on a neck. her boots are lifted up onto the table they share, carelessly, callously.

“ it's not something one could avoid, especially not myself. everything comes back to you — to bite you in the ass or, in some melancholically sick way, to torment you. i'm surprised you don't know this already. so, why are you asking me, anyway? i'm not the most helpful source. or at least, i'm choosing not to be, at the minute. ”

[autumnation]

had the most HORRIBLE realisation that Benedict and Ally are literally that old all or nothing tumblr post 😭😭😭😭