#and I feel like I tag the same 5 people all the time cause idk who to tag anymore so many people are inactive

[anyataylorjoys]

seeing so many fellow creators' gifsets getting under 180 notes with an average reblog to like ratio of 1:3 is so disheartening. less and less people are putting out content cause it seems that no one cares anymore.

If you truly care about supporting creators at all, I encourage everyone to have a tracked tag in this economy whether you make content or not, you probably have mutuals who would love to share things with you and can't.

[robinbuckleysfringe]

you are in love.

tom blyth social media au

pairings: Jacob Elordi x reader, Tom Blyth x reader

warnings: implied/accused cheating

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5 | part 6

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2 months later

*yninstagram has posted*

liked by tomblyth, jacobelordi, zendaya, joshandresrivera and others

yninstagram bringing in the new year with some sun ⛱️☀️🌊

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rachelzegler happy new year love 💕

↪️ yninstagram happy new year rach 💕💕

tomblyth the sun and beach look good on you ❤️

↪️ yninstagram ❤️

hunterschafer gorgeous 😍

↪️ yninstagram says you 😍😍😍

user who's the guy in the first pic?

↪️ user I was thinking Jacob but she usually tags him so idk

↪️ user maybe it's Tom?? she's replied to him with hearts the last few posts

user y/n and Jacob have been quiet on social media. are they still together??

↪️ user I thought so but after her not tagging him in this l'm not so sure

↪️ user also he normally comments on her posts but he's only liked this one

user OMG STUNNING 😍😍😍

user how's she so pretty???

user wish I was you so badly

user can't wait to see what this year brings you!!!

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*tomblyth has posted*

liked by yninstagram, hunterschafer, rachelzegler and others

tomblyth 🏖☀️🍹

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yninstagram the sun and beach look good on you 😉

*tomblyth liked this comment*

↪️ user not y/n commenting the same thing Tom commented on her post!!

↪️ user did you see he liked her comment? and the wink emoji??!! 💀💀

user omg who's the girl in the first pic??

↪️ user she looks a bit like y/n. but it could be anyone. he didn't tag who it is

↪️ user truee. y/n's post looks like she was in a similar place and neither of them tagged who they were with

↪️ user isn't she dating Jacob Elordi tho?

↪️ y/nupdates can 2 friends not just go on holiday together without making it romantic?? let them have their privacy about who they hang out with

*yninstagram and tomblyth liked this comment*

↪️ user it's just odd is all. Y/N and Jacob haven't posted anything together since their premieres and then both Tom and Y/N post holiday pics with mystery people??

↪️ user like @/ynupdates said, just let them have their privacy. they don't owe you any info about who they choose to go on holiday with

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e!news after a speculation about the split between Saltburn star Jacob Elordi and Hunger Games actress YN L/N, Elordi has been spotted out with what seems like his new girlfriend. Neither actor has confirmed or denied the split, so we can only wonder what is truly going on between the stars. Is the relationship over, or is something else going on?

user not them implying Jacob's cheating on y/n-

↪️ user they've not said anything about them breaking up so maybe he is

user omg poor y/n, can only imagine what she's feeling over these photos

user she's low-key been flirting with Tom in her comments anyway, so what if her and Jacob broke up??

↪️ user can 2 co stars not be close friends??

↪️ user not if their commenting "❤️"s under every post

↪️ user y/n literally uses heart emojis with everyone. so what's your point??

user this makes me think y/n was defo not on holiday with Jacob

user he's defo cheating on y/n

↪️ user he's fumbled big time. imagine cheating on someone as gorgeous as her

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y/nupdates rachel posted this cute photo of y/n and tom to her story before quickly deleting it. seems like the pair are becoming quite close

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user ship them omg!! look how cute they are

↪️ user for real!!! 🥺🥺

user I want what they have!!! 🥰🥰🥰

user thought she's dating Jacob, no?

↪️ user didn't he just cheat on her?

user clearly Rachel took down the picture cause y/n and Tom are having a secret affair. I mean, just look at them

↪️ user she doesn't deserve Jacob

user omg so is she cheating with Tom??

↪️ user probs cheated when they went on that secret holiday together

↪️ user they never said they went together??

↪️ user it's so obvious they did tho

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seemed like you guys enjoyed part 1, so here's part 2.

again, feedback is welcome. just remember to keep it kind xx

[eldaryasharbinger]

MCL New Gen Ep 5 Review

Played the episode last friday and finally I'm sharing my thoughts on it (hopefully I still remember what I wanted to talk about...)

Since the episode is out for everyone, I will go straight into it so no spoiler free version this time! (still adding the cut cause this is a long post...)

I'll start by saying that this episode felt somewhat "empty"? I'm not sure if it was me playing it in a rush before leaving for the weekend but there really wasn't much going on?? at the same time the more I think about it the more I think it was just me lol

This time I didn't stop to take many screenshots cause again, I didn't have much time and I'm still not sure about how long it takes to play each episode, I only took a couple that I thought were intresting enough to share

This was of course very very important, as many of us were wondering about it, if it was actually poliosis or just idk design I guess

Turns out that whoever came up with this theory first was right! Love to see that especially after his reaction and expression during this scene, I'm sure there's more going on!! (if it ends up that we never talk about it again I'll just turn to dust)

SECOND VERY IMPORTANT THING HERE TOO!!

Some people thought that Jason came from a rich family, turns out that wasn't the case! I'm not really surprised since I really wanted him to be "self-made", like some ordinary guy that now got this horrible rich-person personality, he already looked like that to me so all I needed was confirmation!

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Now I want to talk about our interaction with Jason... I'm so so happy about it I kept giggling while playing lol

I could feel Candy's stress like it was my own because I've been in a similiar position back in april and It made me cry in front of 2 of my co-workers, only diffrence is that candy made a big mistake, I was too prideful to destroy my work for the client's ALWAYS changing "preferences"(?) (also I recently completed it, I just swallowed my pride and the client actually forgot about it so they didn't care as much and didn't remember what they wanted at first,, the audacity,,)

I'm not sure how everyone else feels about it (I haven't checked tags yet,,) but it was SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO weird to me that Candy accepted Jason's offer to do HER job for her? I could understand a little help but Jason literally got her everything, all she had to do was call these people? I don't get how she didn't feel more guilty about it, isn't it like cheating in a way?? Jason isn't just this random guy helping us but the RIVAL COMPANY doing our job?? What was the point of calling us for the job if Goldreamz did it in the end, they just don't know

Everyone else congratulating her on the well done job too... I was dying inside I hope Candy was too, I felt so guilty replying "thank you" to Devon's text about the little gilr's birthday party like,, the f did candy do??

Now... I love that Jason helped her, I wasn't expectin him to do THAT MUCH (it still blows my mind) but I really loved how kind of non-chalante he was trying to be?? Also, Candy said a couple of weird things while joking to which Jason replied so bluntly but also what surprised me the most was the fact that he replied at all?? Like if I'm not mistaken, his dad died when he was a teen or something, and he just told her that? he shared something personal about himself like that??!! Mentioning the poliosis too and how it's hereditary, he just told her about it?

To me that sounds like a big deal because usually you wouldn't expect someone like Jason to share personal details to some random girl he wants in his bed once, so that leaves us with one true conclusion

he loves candy already and really wants to get to know her, so maybe he feels like he has the need to tell her more? maybe I'm just running with my mind again but I think this could be what we could expect in the future?

The illustration is absolutely GORGEOUS, I've already made an edited version with Petronilla here!!

I just really love Jason's expression, he's so pretty he's so beautiful,,,,,, I can't wait till we get more ;w;;;;; I could stare at him all day and I probably will end doing that at this point

ALSO!!!!! I GOT AMANDA'S ILLU WITHOUT SPENDING MORE GEMS!!

They're both so pretty, this illustration was finaly crafted I can see that, just look at all the details!! Girls having fun!! They might kiss each other!

This time I didn't pay for her special scene because I want to save up on the gems,, (I did get Jason's tho)

Not sure if I unlocked it as a bug, during the episode I unlocked it like normal but in the library it has the locked icon?

Still, bug or not I don't care cause I LITERALLY CHEERED when I got it, I wasn't sure I was gonna get it if I chose to work on my own (to meet Jason) instead of asking her for help, I apparentely made the right choices (I winged it after seeing the illu online) and THANKFULLY the outfit was the same one as Jason's!

I think I've said everything I had to, or better to say "all that I remember", I'm sure there's more from this episode to address that I forgot about so If anything else comes to mind I'll make separate posts about it!

If you've made it this far, thanks for reading!

edit: I am not proofreading all that

[maochira]

part 3 of that kaiser angst?? and its like when kaiser and ness return to germany, reader is already in like another trio, and those two people that reader befriended are practically like a duplicate of kaiser and ness? idk if u get it but this just came out of my mind😭😭

This is actually part 4 now so........

Requests open! - Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3

Tags: gn!reader, angst, I have no idea if I'll do a part 5 but we'll see

After Kaiser and Ness returned to Germany, you only somewhat managed to reconnect with Ness. After being apart for so long, it's hard to be as close as you used to be. Especially because Ness is still around Kaiser so much, so it's hard to find time to spend with Ness.

He's noticed how much you're avoiding Kaiser, but has never asked you about it. He knows the reason. Ness is well aware of how Kaiser just abandoned you out of nowhere. But there's nothing he could do. Also, you asked him to not get involved because you're so horribly afraid of causing drama.

You often feel bad about your current friends. You truly love them for who they are, but a part of you always questions if you only "chose" them because they're so oddly similar to Kaiser and Ness. They are great friends and you're thankful to have them, just every time they do or say something that only slightly resembles Kaiser or Ness, you can't help but imagine what it would have been like if you were spending time with those two right now, like in the good old days when you were a great trio.

And at the same time, you feel awful for "replacing" Ness. He's still in your life and you're still close friends, but you're nowhere near to being as inseparable as you used to be before the Neo Egoist League happened. And that hurts almost just as much as the end of you friendship with Kaiser hurts. You miss spending so much time with Ness all the time. And you miss spending so much time with Kaiser as well.

You just miss the time as a trio. After all, you were the best friends imaginable ever since fifth grade.

Before they went to Japan, Kaiser, Ness and you had promised to each other that you wouldn't let the distance do any harm to you. But it did. So much harm. But was it really the distance? Or was it something else? Something about Kaiser?

You don't even truly know what happened.

And you still believe it's something you did wrong.

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[psychoticblorbobattle]

Submissions open until January 15th!!!

Hello! Welcome to this lil tournament I'm putting together, despite also running two others right now. Why am I like this.

Anyways!!! I'm schizospec. Sadly, I don't know a lot of characters from media who are also on the schizospectrum or have psychosis. So, I figured, why not make a tournament for it?

Guidelines:

No ableism will be tolerated, nor will any other kind of bigotry.

You do NOT have to be psychotic to interact with this tournament/blog. Everyone is welcome! Honestly, I'd be really happy if lots of different people got to have a good time and learn here. Anyone can submit a character!

No anti-propaganda, bullying, harassment, etc. This is for fun.

All submissions must be sent through the ask box to be considered. This tournament will have 32 participants, tops.

NO NSFW IN THE IMAGES SENT. Light blood is allowed but please no full-on gore. A good example is YTTD or Danganronpa; there's blood, but nothing too explicit.

Headcanons are allowed! Please indicate whether the character actually fits the DSM-5 criteria or if it's your headcanon.

Characters with any condition that would cause psychosis are welcome, as well as schizospec characters without psychosis.

You can submit multiple characters in SEPERATE asks. One character per ask. Please do not spam the same character over and over.

No ocs, I'm sorry. I'm sure they're wonderful :)

In regards to images, I will accept fanart ONLY if the artist has given explicit permission, the artist's name is submitted with the art, and if official art isn't submitted in other submissions.

Rules may be added.

Now, you may be asking, what should I include in my submission? I would appreciate if your submission went something like this:

Character Name

Media Character is from

Image of character (links work fine)

What criteria do they fit and what is/would be their diagnosis (schizophrenia, bpd, ptsd, etc)

Curious about what the criteria is? Here's a link to the DSM-5 criteria for schizophrenia, which is a good place to start. I may post links to other collections, idk!!! But this is what we'll be using mostly. If it's difficult to understand or read, I can make a separate post explaining the official criteria. However, if you're schizospec or deal with psychosis and have your own experience to add to it, please feel free to say that!

If you have any questions, please feel free to ask.

Tagging for visibility (not very long tbh)

@actually-insane-blorbo-bracket @tournament-announcer @tournamentdirectory

[lethalchiralium]

No More | [5] | Simon “Ghost” Riley x F!Reader

a/n: fellas. fellas i know where i want to be but i have to write to get there????? disgusting. this is probably a filler but idk idk you need to know you’re a badass 😡😡😡🫡🫡🫡🫡🫡 also flashbacks of the old life… cause why not.

word count: 5400ish

warnings: FLASHBACKS IN ITALICS UNTIL MISSION. MINORS DO NOT INTERACT. Mentions of suicidal thoughts, mentions of domestic abuse (not from anyone from 141!), mentions of medical attention, canon-typical violence, cussing

summary: It was supposed to be an easy operation, but now you’re being hunted - you aren’t for sure. You’re hoping that the 141 isn’t compromised, because that means Laswell will send you to the one place you don’t want to be sent. Ghost is trying his best. OR, your flashbacks are getting worse, and the operation goes…crazy.

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Turn off the light.

Your eyes burned, even if they were closed. It was hard to even move your eyes, let alone any one of your limbs.

God, someone turn off that fucking light.

They felt like they were set in stone, lungs burning as they took in oxygen. Concrete poured right over your skin, your tongue dry and throat scratchy. You pressed your eyelids together before trying to open them, only to wince at the fluorescent light. Your sight was hazy at best, glancing around what looked like a hospital room. You could almost make out a purple lamp across the room, along with slumped bodies of slumbering people.

You felt movement on your right hand, your eyes flickered to it - you blinked a few times, and felt your heart settle in your stomach.

Bradley Bradshaw held your hand in his own, his face pressed into his elbow as he slept in an awkward position. You knew it was him, the dark blonde hair and mustache gave it away.

It hurt to see him sitting beside you like this, after watching him do the same with his mother years ago. Watching her sit in a hospital bed, weak and frail - you grew up with his mom, almost raised by her. You knew it had to hurt him to sit here with you, waiting for you.

You had thought about this when he had made the suggestion of getting back together after almost four years of being broken up - what if either one of you had crashed? Been injured or killed? He was your best friend, you’ve loved him almost all of your life. You thought you were going to marry him someday, but this was bigger than the kindling of a childhood love. This was life, and life had you by the throat and in a hospital bed.

You remembered the prayers you said in the village. The prayers that they’d find your bones, not your rotting corpse. Prayers that they wouldn’t find your cold body so Bradley and your father wouldn’t have to identify your decrepit face, prayers that they would identify you by your tags and DNA from your bones. They were prayers that you would never wish to leave your lover’s lips, prayers that would put you in the grave if he ever whispered them.

You couldn’t do it. You couldn’t stay with him if you knew you could hurt him in ways you’ve seen others do.

Someone murmured your name, your eyes moved from Bradley and to one of the figures across the room. You blinked, trying to clear the haze but they stood from their chair, moving towards you.

Maverick.

His hand grabbed yours, going to reach for a cup on the tray beside your bed. He put a straw into the plastic lid and moved it to your lips, you greedily took sips of water. The cool burn of water in your scratchy throat made you feel a little better.

“Slow down, bug.” He whispered, moving the cup away but you gave him a sharp glare. He set the cup on the tray. “You’ve been out for a few days.” You stared at him in disbelief. “Are you in any pain? I can get the nurse.” The twitch of your head to the side made Maverick nod, his eyes moving to Rooster. He looked back to you.

“Hasn’t moved an inch. Thought he was going to go out screaming when I made him take a shower in the bathroom.”

You felt tears prick at your eyes, gazing at Rooster.

You were supposed to be married by the time he had graduated college, both Naval Aviators and wingmen until the end - that was the idea, the focus of the relationship you two had created freshman year of high school. But the dream had crashed and burned by his junior year of college, your first year in flight school. The Rooster and his Hen had broken up because she learned to fly first.

You stayed friends. How could you not? He knew your every thought, dream, wish like you did for him - he stayed silent when you introduced him to Jake Dakota, a Naval Lieutenant that you fell in love with. Rooster held his tongue as you spoke about spending your life with this new man, but he didn’t take a step back when the bruises began. He never willingly left your side when you mysteriously ended up with a broken arm. He drove the nine hour drive in five hours to the Fallon Naval Air Station in Nevada when you called, crying and terrified that the man you chose after him might kill you. Carried you to the ER in town, though you barely remember half of it as you were bleeding pretty bad from your head and chest, blood soaked his clothes.

It took you six months to even feel comfortable without him being near you, without your father or his on and off girlfriend, Penny Benjamin. The constant time with Rooster in the air and on the ground, you felt safe again. Safe with him in the air, safe in his arms. You wanted to give the Rooster and Hen Show another shot, and he had said yes. He would always have a key to your home and your heart.

Now he sat in the chair beside your bed, hand holding yours as if to make sure he was the first to see you wake up. Now, he was peacefully sleeping, not knowing the pain he was about to experience.

You couldn’t take it anymore. You couldn’t get back in a jet, you couldn’t put him through more pain than you ever have before.

“Honey.”

Your teary eyes looked back to your father, your mouth opened to speak but only a small sob left your lips. Your left hand barely squeezed his hand, but he felt it. He sat beside you on your bed, his free hand petting down your unkempt hair before coming back to his side.

“You’re okay, honey. You’ll be okay.” His eyes met yours, yet his sentiment didn’t reach his eyes. He wouldn’t know if his daughter would return to how she was before or completely change. He wouldn’t know yet, but he have to watch you walk away from him, from your best friend, from your home because you had to fly away. You had to leave and shed the skin of Reaper to become something new, someone he wouldn’t know for years. Mercy.

Your father’s eyes said it all. He had told you before you launched that it was dangerous, that you shouldn’t do it - you had wave him off. He said he couldn’t do this again. You knew he was talking about his wingman, Goose, who died in an accident. He still blames himself for killing Rooster’s father.

A whimper left your lips and there was a gasp from your right, your eyes looked to Bradley, your neck too stiff to move your head still. His eyes were wide, his own tears rolled down his face. His free hand settled on your cheek, a smile broke on his lips.

“Hi, Hen.”

Your heart broke into a million pieces, splintered into your skin and drawing blood as you breathed.

The sound of ice shaking in a drink made you look back to your father, he moved the drink towards your face. You took small sips of the ice water, moving away from the straw before staring at the ceiling. Tears stung your face, outlining Rooster’s hand as they fell down the right side.

“Mini Mav.”

Your gaze flickered to the foot of your hospital bed, recognizing the silver hair from afar.

Iceman.

Your tears fell faster.

“You’re gonna be okay, kiddo.” He patted your foot, you hiccuped as you felt sobs begin to claw up your throat.

“H-Home.” The word that fell from your lips broke all of the men’s hearts, the way you could barely say it clearly. “Go.” You coughed, trying to clear your throat. “Home.”

Ice looked to Mav, who looked to Rooster - whose eyes had never left your face in the first place. Your father and godfather both looked back at you, Maverick spoke, “You want us to go?”

“I want.” You took in a small breath before continuing, “To talk… to Roos. Alone.”

Maverick and Iceman both looked at their dead friend’s son, then to each other. A quizzical look from both of them made you look away to your lap. Mav gently pet your head before he pressed a kiss to your hair. “We’ll be down in the cafeteria then. We won’t be too long.”

Ice let go of the bottom of the bed as Maverick moved by, both men walking out of the door without a word exchanged or a sound made. The door clicked back into place and you took a deep breath.

It was like those prayers for death were wrapping around your skin; tearing, burning and ripping tendons - branding for your bones with words of despair. You didn’t want that for him, these words weren’t ones that could be washed away. They were tattoos in gold ink, bold and toxic and they would never be meant for him.

“I am so sorry.” He spoke first, his hand squeezed yours. You looked up to him, seeing tears fall down his face. The face that has smiled at you for years, laughed alongside you, cried with you. “I did the funeral run. If I had known you were alive, I would’ve-“

“Bradley.”

“I thought I lost you.” His voice cracks, his hand squeezed yours just a little too tight. “I’m so sorry I left you out there, I didn’t know.” His tears fell fast, just like rain in a storm. “I’m sorry.”

You wet your lips before squeezing his hand back.

“I can’t do this anymore.”

Bradley’s face dropped, eyebrows furrowed and eyes widened. “What? Like being here?”

Your eyes met his, you felt the sting of imaginary tears. “Us.”

It was like you could see into his head like an x-ray, because you watched his entire world shatter through his eyes. Splintering his chest with glass and porcelain, shredding his heart like paper - pain he’s felt before but never from you.

“What?”

You took in a breath, a reflex to try to calm yourself before you broke into pieces. “I hurt you.”

“No, no, baby, I didn’t know that you were alive, there was no-“

“We always end up like this.” You coughed roughly, your free hand began to slowly move towards your face. “I can’t keep hurting you.”

“You’re not hurting me.”

You stared at him. “It’s easier to grieve friends than lovers.” Your throat began to burn but you continued, taking breaths after every few words. “I can’t hurt the love you give me. I’m,” A cough, your throat scratchy and hoarse while you breathed out. “A Maverick. I’ll get you killed.”

“You won’t get me killed, Y/N.” He answered immediately, gently squeezing your hand. “You’re not your father.”

Your head moved for the first time as you lulled it to the side, a whisper escaping your lips, “But you are yours.”

It was like you could hear the relationship exploding, burning by how his face dropped. His eyebrows furrowed, betrayal set in his skin. But, there was also understanding. He understood your fear. “We can make this work.”

“I love you but I can’t do it.” Another cough escaped your throat before you continued, “We were always better as friends.”

His other hand went and wiped those heartbroken tears from his face. “Please don’t do this. Not when I just got you back.”

“Please go.”

The fire had consumed him, burning his skin like the tears he shed. But he didn’t argue with you, he knew it would be pointless. Once a Maverick, always a Maverick. He only gave your hand a squeeze before saying, “Can I kiss you?” Just one last time?

You nodded and he instantly pressed his lips to yours, the dance of your lips was familiar yet needy, the last time you would ever kiss Bradley would be in this hospital room in Miramar. He pulled away after just a moment, his free hand cupped your cheek as he made you look into his eyes. “I will always love you, even if you’re scared to love me. There is nothing I wouldn’t do for you, all you have to do is just ask.”

There wasn’t another word exchanged before he let go, moving away and towards the door without a glance at you. Then, you were left in silence.

The light was still too bright, your lungs felt like sandbags and your tongue hurt from speaking, even if it wasn’t much. It was only a few seconds before the door opened, a gaggle of nurses and doctors waltzing in. Taking your temperature, asking you questions, upping the dosage of morphine. Your hand moved to grab your cup of water, a nurse moved to hand it to you. You nodded in thanks before looking back to the doctor, his words going in one ear and out the other. The blanket was peeled back to assess wounds, you got a look at them. Your body was covered in white bandages, it made you feel sick so you looked up to the ceiling as they put the blanket back.

The doctor - Doctor Choi? - cleared her throat to catch your attention, you moved your head back down and glanced to her. “You’ll be back in the air in two months.”

Those words would have been a comfort two months ago, but now, it made you viciously nauseous. It bloomed the quaking feeling in your stomach and up your throat. You would only crash again if you got back into a jet.

“Thanks.”

Doctor Choi nodded before ushering the large group of medical staff out of your room, you took a small sip of your ice water. You didn’t even notice that someone had stayed behind, but it wasn’t Rooster. No, Rooster did not carry himself with such… grace.

“You’re incredibly impressive, Lieutenant Mitchell.”

Your eyes widened in surprise. “Survival…or flying?” Your shaky hand held the cup of ice water, staring at the man who moved to stand at the foot of your bed. The man who you almost shot, the man who rescued you.

Captain John Price was a man made of steel, melted and carved into a well-rounded leader - you could tell by the way he held himself. Not in the way that he was too ignorant, but the way that he oozed confidence. Just like you used to. Could your fractured hull ever be repaired and floated back out to sea?

Price clasped his hands behind his back. “You survived 23 days without getting yourself killed, killing threats with your bare hands to conserve ammo. You hunted animals for sustenance, fought off what looked like two rounds of Russian scouts and only had one bullet wound. I’ve trained men that would only be able to dream about having any of those skills.” He nodded to you. “Not to mention the stealth kills. It’s easy to see that most of them didn’t struggle.”

“Was gonna be a Navy Seal medic before I went Aviation.”

“I’m sure you would be able to get back into the program.”

“Excuse me?”

“Your flying skills are excellent, don’t get me wrong, but you would be an incredible Special Forces Operator.” He cleared his throat. “No one has ever pulled their gun on me that fast before without me catching it, it was impressive, Y/N. Especially when they’re wounded and starved.”

“Thanks…?”

“I’m looking for someone like you to be a part of a Task Force, and from how you seem to be traumatized from flying,”

Your eyes narrowed. “How did you-“

“I’m giving you a way out, to still serve your country but just using different tools.”

You stared at the Captain, eyebrows furrowed. “How did you know about…that?”

The Captain only shrugged. “I would be traumatized too if the one thing I trusted more than myself had failed me.” He then moved towards the tray table next to your bed where you had just sat down your drink. He fished something from his pocket and held it up - a business card. “If you ever need an excuse to stay on the ground, call me.”

He placed the paper on the table before turning away, footsteps almost silent as he made it to the door. Your hand reached for the card, the soft card stock felt weird when you took it between your fingers. His name was hastily written, but the international phone number underneath it was written slowly, as if to make sure you could read it. You kept your eyes on the number.

“Captain?”

He stopped, hand on the door handle before he turned back to you. “Yes, Lieutenant?”

You looked up to him. “I don’t have to be Reaper anymore, then?”

Price shook his head. “It’s your decision.” With that, the man had left you alone in your hospital room. You flicked the paper between your fingers before flinging it back onto the tray table.

It didn’t take you more than twelve hours to dial in the number, and you were placed underneath Captain John Price’s wing.

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The stock of the rifle against your shoulder was a comfort, your eye watching through the scope as Soap weaved through the building, making sure to keep tabs on his position as he cleared every room. There were only three floors of the building in Istanbul, both Price and Gaz sat with their own rifles on two other buildings that sat across from the target. Comms had been quiet for the most part, only muttering a “Clear!” every few minutes. Any information they could get their hands on was put in a backpack which would then be sent to Laswell for decoding. Soap had done his internal sweep of the floor, now making sure he stayed in your sights as he cleared the rooms with windows. You watched as he dug through files on a desk, scanning through files. The room to the left held Alejandro, he was typing in a computer as Ghost stood watch at the door.

“Nothing that even talks about the target.” Alejandro muttered into the comms, you could see him inject a flash drive into the PC. Your sights drifted to Soap again, seeing that he had began to move out of the room.

“Clear.” The Scot muttered, your scope then moved back to Ghost.

“Clear.” Alejandro spoke, the men then moved into the building, making you lose visual.

“Delta 0-4 lost visual on Alpha Team.” You spoke into your radio.

“Bravo 0-6, gained visual on Alpha Team.” Price echoed, you settled back and moved your head from your scope for just a moment. The Russian sunshine felt bittersweet, the cold brushed over your clothes as the warmth of the sunlight burned into them.

“Gaz, we’ve got a remote locked blast door in here, do you mind?” Alejandro asked, your eye went back to your scope and your rifle moved to gaze to Gaz’s position, across the plaza on another roof - a laptop with him.

Gaz ducked from his rifle, head down underneath the ledge as he most likely pulled up his laptop. “Not at all. Bravo 2-6, losing visual on the west side.”

You cleared your throat, scanning his surroundings on the roof of the old apartment building. “Delta 0-4, covering Bravo 2-6.”

There was a moment of silence, you could almost hear the birds chirping before Alejandro spoke again, “Gaz, can’t you make it open faster?”

You saw Gaz’s head pop up from behind the ledge, looking onto the building as he answered, “Negative, sir. But you can try pullin’ on it if it makes you feel better.”

Price chuckled on the line. “Cheeky bastard.”

“Here for everyone’s entertainment.” Gaz laughed, ducking underneath the ledge again. “Looks like there should be a stairwell behind the door, leading down into the basement. I have visual on Alpha Team via cameras. They might know you’re there.”

“Be careful, boys.” Price commented. “When you go down there, you’ll only have Gaz on visual. Watch each other’s backs.”

Soap. “Yes sir.”

“Bravo 0-6 losing visual on Alpha Team.”

“Bravo 2-6 gained visual on Alpha Team.”

You moved your rifle to the right, scanning Gaz’s rooftop again. You moved your eye from your scope again, gazing down into the fairly unpopulated street. The building Alpha Team was in looked old, barely kept up with - nothing new for your line of work. Limestone had cracks, the windows cracked and the engraving above the front door had faded. There was no one lingering around the streets in front of the building where you were looking, you were sat on an office building roof directly across from it.

Once your eyes flickered to the direction of your captain, you felt it. That chill that crawls up your back when you know something’s wrong. You looked back through your scope to your captain, scanning his roof before looking back to Gaz.

You didn’t even hesitate when you saw the man with a rifle, about to shoot Gaz from across the roof. The shot hit the man in the forehead, his body crumbled like sand - Gaz jumped out of his skin as he shouted into his mic, “What the fuck, Mercy!?”

You pulled back the bolt on your rifle, reloading a shot as you kept your sights on the open door to the roof. “Just saved your life, Sergeant. We might be compromised, gentlemen. Grab what you can and get out.”

“We're daein' oor best.” Soap grunted, you kept your eyes on Gaz’s roof.

“Eyes on hostiles moving into the building.” Price commented, it felt like a timer began. You didn’t even dare to look down at your watch, you kept your eyes on Garrick as he began to navigate the team through the labyrinth that was the basement. “No clear shots yet. Delta 0-4, keep eyes on Bravo 2-6.”

“Rog.”

“We’ve got something, Captain. Basement is clear.” Ghost’s voice was low, the grip on the handle of your rifle grew just a little tighter. “Gaz, is our exit clear?”

Another few seconds, Price piped up, “Enemies spotted, green light on weapons hot.”

“Three targets heading towards the basement, LT.” Gaz confirmed, you watched as he then grabbed his rifle again, scoping towards you. “Targets spotted covering the exits, we may needa lift out of here, Captain.”

“You hear that, Nik?” Price called into the comms, you heard a very chirpy, “Yes sir!” from your favorite Russian pilot.

“Get to the roof, there is a staircase right outside of the basement door that goes all the way up.” Gaz had ducked back down to his laptop, you kept your sights on him - only moving your scope to make sure the fucker that almost killed him was still dead.

The chill hadn’t gone away yet, the knot in your stomach that kept tightening and making you feel sick. Your scope left from Gaz and went to Price, quickly scanning his area to see that he was also clear. That meant-

You rolled to the right, hearing a knife loudly crack against concrete. Your hands were already on your own knife, leaping onto your foe and holding their arm away from you. They were dressed in all black, black war paint over their eyes as they tried to buck you off. Anger seeped through your skin as you slammed your knee into their stomach, making them temporarily unfocus; allowing you to plunge Ghost’s black knife into their throat. The blood was hot, splattering against your hands as you twisted the knife and wretched it from their skin, the squelch from the inhalation of blood would’ve made you squirm, but your adrenaline was all you felt.

Thank God for your sixth sense.

“I’m compromised!” Your fingers coated your radio in blood, you wiped the remaining blood and skin off of the knife onto the leg of your enemy. You sheathed the knife and grabbed your rifle, sliding the stand back onto the sides. You pressed the button again. “Almost got kebabed, we need to exfil now.”

“Nik, what’s your status?” Price barked, you quickly slung your sniper rifle over your shoulder - hands grabbed your the assault rifle hanging from your vest. You cocked the gun and turned towards the exit of the roof, clearing the landing before heading down the stairs, gun still raised.

“Five minutes out, Captain.”

“Gaz, Mercy, rendezvous at the secondary location.”

“Rog.” You confirmed.

You made quick work of securing the staircase as you descended, your footsteps quiet on the concrete as you kept your finger beside the trigger. It was only five flights of stairs, but the taught string in your stomach told you it would be a long way before you even made it back to your team. This was supposed to be easy, you thought, I do not feel like getting hunted for sport.

When you opened the door back to the street, you pressed your body against the wall beside the doorway so you were able to look a little farther down the street - nothing. No one, not even civvies. It was weird. You cleared both sides of the street before exiting the building, keeping your hands on your rifle.

The street was filled with old buildings that looked like they came straight out of the Soviet Union, with beige concrete and cookie-cutter styles. You didn’t pay any mind to the emptiness of the street, but your eyes kept moving to the windows of residential apartments as you began to quickly jog down streets.

It was only two klicks away and you were making record time, making sure to keep tabs on your surroundings and looking over your shoulder every once in a while. The prickle in your spine began to not go away, it felt familiar - not in the sense that it was Ghost, but in the sense that it felt predatory; the way you felt under the gaze of your abusive ex-boyfriend.

Extremely dangerous.

You swung around, thinking that a threat would be behind you but there was nothing but open, dusty street.

Tick, tick.

You felt water on your face, you glanced down at your rifle to see that rain had began to paint it. You grunted in annoyance before turning back around, running now. If someone was going to hunt you, they were going to have to be fast.

“Bravo 0-6 at RV, Gaz, what’s your status?”

“Almost there.” Gaz answered, sounding out of breath. The concrete under your boots was growing uneven as you darted through back alleys and side streets, rain began to splatter against every inch of your uniform. The knot in your stomach still tightened, it didn’t take that much to convince you that you were being followed.

You cocked your rifle as you reached a street corner, darting to the left and using the building as cover before you peered out to find the enemy. It didn’t take long for a man the size of Soap to appear, but it definitely wasn’t Soap. The man was geared up from head to toe, leaving his ginger hair without a helmet. He had an assault rifle in his hands, keeping it pointed up at he scanned the street. The rain began to get faster, drenching the man and giving you the perfect cover to close your scope on his forehead.

The body hit the ground quickly yet was silent against the sound of the rain, you lowered your gun and turned away, scanning your environment. Another street up and you would be at the van, where Price and Gaz hopefully were.

“Alpha Team has extracted, Bravo Team, what is your ETA?” Ghost’s voice almost scared you, you bit your tongue as you darted forwards, keeping your rifle raised. Your finger was poised beside the trigger like a puma, ready to pounce.

“Waiting on Mercy.” Gaz answered.

“Copy.”

Your socks were soaked by the time you rounded the corner, seeing the familiar silhouettes of your coworkers halfway down the street; they were waiting in the rain for you. Your tightened heart warmed a little, you didn’t stop running until you were twenty feet from the van, jogging.

You called to Gaz and Price, “Delta 0-4 at RV.”

Price nodded to you before radioing into Alpha Team. “We’ll be at the LZ in ten.”

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It wasn’t long before you were back in Nik’s helicopter, the knot that was so tight in your stomach had loosened, but you still felt the anxiety. Something bad was happening, dread made its home in your sternum. You spent that flight back to the small base in Poland trying to flesh out how they knew you were there.

Everyone had cleared the recon spots before Alpha Team even made advances towards the target location, there was nothing to tip off anyone. Gaz hadn’t detected any security cameras for blocks, all three buildings you, Price, and Gaz used were cleared. There was no way they could’ve known the teams were there, especially you and Gaz. Something isn’t right.

Alejandro sucked in a breath as you pressed a little too much hydrogen peroxide to the slice on the side of his hand. You mumbled a weak apology as you moved to bandage his hand.

“¿En qué estás pensando?” The Colonel murmured, your eyes glanced up before looking back down at the wound.

“Podemos estar en peligro.” You answered, Spanish just a little slower than you liked. Your brain was going faster than a freight train, you relied on your muscle memory to continue caring for Alejandro’s wound. “No había forma de que supieran que íbamos a estar allí arriba.”

Alejandro nodded. “Sé que tienes razón, pero tuvieron suerte.”

“Algo anda mal, Ale. No puedo evitar este sentimiento.” You gently began to wrap the white gauze around his palm.

Alejandro nodded and smiled. “The sign of a good soldado. Preparados para lo peor.”

You tucked the end of the bandage far from the wound before nodding at the Colonel. “No es una bendición.”

Your friend cocked his head to the side, eyebrows furrowed. “Te mantendrá a salvo.” His eyes then flickered to the skull-masked man a seat down, typing away on his laptop. “Tienes que cuidar tu sombra, parece un perro pateado.”

“Ha cometido errores, está aprendiendo.” The finality of your words made Alejandro nod again before getting up, moving back to his original spot across from you. He shrugged, mouthing a ‘Gracias’.

The rest of the ride was silent, Ghost breaking down firewall after firewall of the laptop they retrieved while Price kept his phone pressed to his ear, lower conversations barely heard over the roter. Dread carved out words of warning on your bones, your fingers fidgeting with your vest as you kept glancing to Ghost. He had sat back in his seat, hands looking like they were shaking as they typed on the keyboard.

It didn’t take you more than a moment to move a seat over and take one of his hands, he almost instantly retched it away. You looked up to him, seeing the wild look in his eye.

“What are you doing?” His voice was low, almost angry. His words bit like a rabid dog, deep and hollow.

Your eyebrows furrowed. “You’re shaking.”

“‘m fine.” He scoffed a little, hands trying to go back to the keyboard but you had stopped them with your own. His eyes held an icy fury.

“You need to relax.”

That seemed to click something in his brain, circuits electrifying and gears clicking together. He seethed, “You almost died.”

Your hand subconsciously found purchase on his knife in your vest sheath, almost pulling it out to give it back. “And you gave me the weapon I saved myself with. So quit being an ass and listen to me.”

The man made of cold stone moved his hands from the keyboard, his eyes narrowing.

You took one of his hands, squeezing it a little. “Just take five minutes.” Your voice lowered a little. “For me.”

You had hope, just a little.

But it was crushed when he pulled your hand away, typing on the laptop again. You turned forward, eyes staring at the floor of the helicopter.

One step forward, five steps back.

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Hi x i wanted to talk about something that has happened to me recently, because i feel like it needs to be addressed lol. I would have never considered talking about it if the person in question had had an ounce of maturity and respect, but she obviously doesn’t, and it’s my reputation on the line and my fault for expecting it hahahah.

So a few days ago, the whole Jake is Jacob debacle happened on tumblr, which to me was cute and harmless and fun. Now some people really feel the need to bring other people down and prove (to themselves only, let’s be honest) how “superior” and “intelligent” they are, so she started making fun and basically insulting the OP of the post, which really upset me. I didn’t say anything about it and quietly unfollowed the person, because if i find content I disagree with, that is (to me) the only way to approach the situation.

Anyway, later, i was made aware that she continued trash talking people in the fandom, continuing this tired narrative that despite being the one to initiate it, she was the “victim” bullied by “kids”, which i resented, for a couple of reasons.

1. Ageism is ageism no matter the form it comes in. It is no different to shit on a person just for being young and minding their business, than it is to do so with people who are older.

2. I’m tired of the “i was here first and therefore i am inherently better than you” stupid narrative. You don’t get a cookie cause you found something sooner, pls PLEASE understand that.

3. The “everyone is so young” bs is simply not true. I am the same age as her, so are some of my mooties or just a couple years older, and we’re all here, and we’re all trying to have a good time, and that’s what matters. None of us are out here flaunting our age or our maturity, because it is inconsequential.

4. Saying to someone that their “pre-frontal cortex” isn’t fully developed, is fucking ridiculous. What a stupid argument. You’re really going to insult someone for something they have reasonably absolutely no control over and try to use it as an insult against them? Girlie, in 2023? Do you understand how stupid that is? You think you’re superior cause your mum pushed you out a few years earlier like you had anything to do with it??? Like idk that is wild to me.

5. You can’t insult people on here for “being young and dumb” and how much “better” and “more mature” you are, and then in the same breath pick a fight with them and be willing to die on that hill. Because if you have any sort of common sense, that would imply that you must be succumbing to their levels and you are not capable of having any higher level discourse. Like how do you not see that that you're just proving to everyone how immature you truly are?

So, i wrote her an ask. Not on anon, not trying to start anything, just an ask telling her my opinion and telling her that as someone who is the same age as her, her behaviour is disappointing.

Now i need you to see the message because she won’t show it to you, because she wants to build this narrative that people are “harassing” her. Please note that nobody is “harassing” her. If i wanted to harass her, I could and I would not do it with my username intact. I wanted to her to understand the opinion (that i share with my friends and mooties) of someone who’s the same age as her. She won’t answer it because she knows there is no way to spin this in her favour.

Instead, what she can do, is what she does best. Trying to spin this negatively, insulting me and my writing (you’re 26 and the best you could come up with is “god awful cringey ass fics”? ouch, that hurt.) and tagging it “neteyam imagine” cause what person who wants to read neteyam fics doesn’t want to see that. Now again, she is blocked for me because I absolutely do not want to engage with people like her, but i was made aware of this and since she’s talking about me and could potentially come to people’s inboxes or dms and talking trash about me, i wanted you besties to know and to read everything and make your own minds about it, having all the information, not just what she deems appropriate to give you.

Anyway, sorry for this long ass rant, but it needed to be said. Please, if you don’t agree with someone, especially if it’s over something so incredibly trivial as a name, let it go. It’s not worth it. If it’s something not trivial, block. It’s not worth it. Insulting someone for things they have no control over doesn’t put you on top, it makes you a dick. Acting like you’re inherently better cause you’ve been in a fandom longer isn’t cool, trust me. Just please, save your energy and put it in your art, in your job, in your relationships, in yourself.

Now, i will go write my cringey ass fics 😉 good luck besties, and smooches.

ALSO!!! DO NOT engage with this person. PLEASE. Please do not prove her right. Please do not leave her anon hate or anything of the sort, please please please. It’s not worth it.

[lilredghost]

Tagged by @ragnarlothcat (hey I hope you feel better soon! I am making you soup and lending you my favourite blanket!!) and @wibzenadarksiderwithasoftheart

1.) How many works do you have on ao3?

Technically 9 but it's really 8. I don't exactly count all tied up in knots as mine (more on this later)

2.) What's your ao3 word count?

82,315, excluding the fic above. I don't think I'll make it to 100k before the year is out, but it would be cool if I did

3.) What fandoms do you write for?

Just Star Wars, actually. I thought about writing fic in my last big fandom (The Witcher), but I didn't really feel motivated to write until SW. My first fic was actually DinLuke, but then I fell in love with the Prequels!

4.) What are your top five fics by kudos?

Tank Top - This is the DinLuke one! I guess it's in the lead cause it's got a 1-year headstart on everything else, maybe

Their fragrance came from you - Sir, that's my emotional support fic! I love this one to death, seriously. I know I kinda made my brand on kinky sex fics and this is very much not that, but...

Blindfold me (I'm the only witness) - I do feel like this one kinda embodies Obikin's insanity tbh. Weird boundary-crossing sex for sure

Lace Me Up, Hold Me Tight - Subby Obi-Wan in a healthy relationship my beloved <3

You can call me baby (You can call me love) - My first Obikin fic. Near and dear to my heart. Stands the test of time, I think. It's mostly just very sweet

5.) Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Yes, absolutely! I didn't used to, but now I try to reply to all of them, even if it's just with a few heart emojis.

A lot of the times when I read fic, I like to browse the comments to see speculation from other readers and what the author has to say about it.

Sooo I guess I reply to comments to spark conversation! I think it makes it a bit easier to ask questions / engage with the material as a reader, because they know I'll try to answer as best I can (and I do!!)

6.) What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

None of them!!! I don't believe in unhappy endings. Life is hard enough as it is

7.) What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

I mean, they all have happy endings. But maybe Take Care of Me, Please? The idea of being loved and taken care of unconditionally is very appealing to me. I guess that's not surprising

8.) Do you get hate on fics?

Not directly on the fics themselves, but I have gotten, at this point, several anons criticising my writing and my fics here on tumblr. It's kind of exhausting because I feel like the obikin community itself seems so nice but SOMEONE is sending me these anons and it could really be anyone. It kind of makes me jump at shadows a little bit?

It's probably someone I don't know, rather than someone playing nice to my face and then sending me shit behind my back, but... What if it isn't? :(

9.) Do you write smut? If so what kind?

Yep yep yep. Like I said, that's where I started. I'm sure people who subscribed to me were disappointed when I started Their fragrance came from you and Obikin didn't have sex for like... 40k words

I've done a little bit of a lot of different kinks, I think. Lingerie, somno, humiliation, boot worship, lactation, daddy kink... There are a couple I really wanna do still (pet play, body swap, etc), but at the same time I kind of want to do more of the ones I've already done? So idk, we'll see where it goes

10.) Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

Noooope. I'm very interested in AUs, but I'm just not interested in crossovers

11.) Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Nah, I think that mostly happens to bigger authors, and I'm pretty new. I haven't noticed anything of mine anywhere else, but I also don't spend a lot of time on other fansites these days

12.) Have you ever had a fic translated?

Also no! It's a dream of mine, a little bit, but at the same time I see why no one would be particularly interested in translating anything I've written so far. No biggie

13.) Have you ever cowritten a fic before?

Okay this one is mixed. I have participated in round robins in an obikin server (that's what all tied up in knots is), but there was never any real commitment to writing those things. It was just based on whoever was free and had inspiration. I've actually been thinking I'll take my name off all tied up in knots, cause I don't particularly see that going anywhere, and I feel weird taking credit for it

HOWEVER. I would love to write a collab with someone I know. I'm not sure if I'd be any good at it, but I'd try!

14.) What's your all time favorite ship?

I do feel like it has to be Obikin. I'm honestly a multishipper when it comes to Obi-Wan, but I got tired of all the anti-Jedi sentiment in some of the popular pairings (which is the same problem I had with DinLuke), so now I stick mostly to Jangobi/Kenfetti and Obikin.

15.) What's a WIP you'd like to finish, but doubt you ever will?

Disregarding the whole round robin fic, I really do hope to finish all of them. Keeping this section optimistically blank!

16.) What are your writing strengths?

Hm... this question took me longest to come up with an answer. I guess it's worldbuilding and smut (which are sort of on opposite ends of the spectrum, lol)

Worldbuilding obviously is more of a thing in longer fics, but I feel like even in smaller ones I'm able to incorporate background details that I'm dangerously fond of. For example, the super soft blanket Obi-Wan is very territorial over in You can call me baby (You can call me love) is a gift from Ahsoka. And in Your Body, Superimpose It On Me, Anakin's Padawan braid is in an ornate glass box on Obi-Wan's nightstand, and Obi-Wan takes a moment to, like, caress the designs on the box every day.

17.) What are your writing weaknesses?

Well... I can only really write according to the mood I'm in. This was not a problem for a year or two there as I wrote shorter fics, but then I started writing Their fragrance came from you... At first, I was super depressed and so was Obi-Wan. And then the tone got lighter as I started feeling better. But then, you know, I have several chapters where the characters are supposed to be happy and light-hearted and suddenly I'm depressed again and I can't write the next chapters of my fic and then I get more upset about it because it's really important to me and it just becomes kind of a vicious cycle of feeling bad and not writing.

Maybe I need a separate sort of vent fic for when I'm upset? But again, I don't like unhappy endings. And if it has to get better at some point, then I'll have a hard time writing that unless I'm actually feeling better. If that makes sense.

18.) Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

Sooo I do definitely borrow words from other languages, but I always explain them first, and they're usually more like... concepts or objects that are specific to that culture. Of course the character is thinking/speaking those words in that language; there is no translation!

I've never had a reason to have whole sentences of dialogue be in different languages, but I guess if there was a fic which needed that, I wouldn't necessarily mind doing it? But the default is writing everything in english, because, yknow, the fic is in english

19.) First fandom you wrote for?

Okay I WAS gonna say that I already answered this with the dinluke thing. But I do remember writing fanfiction for Dinosaur King which (thankfully) never saw the light of day...

20.) Favorite fic you've ever written?

I feel like, as my only longfic, that's gotta be Their fragrance came from you. I know a lot of people write it off immediately because it's a/b/o (or even because it's supposed to be alpha Obi-Wan), but to me it's got everything. Enemies to lovers. Fun side characters. Pining. Battles. Betrayal. Romance. Sex. Even anti-heteronormativity!

To me it feels very much like I set out to (overambitiously) write an epic, and somehow I'm succeeding. I'm not saying it's the best fic that's ever been written, but it's far exceeded any expectations I had for it when I started.

Bonus: What fic would you want to rewrite one day?

Not necessarily rewrite, but I do wanna do edits to Lace me up, because the first few chapters are just not up to a comfortable standard of writing for me. And I'd be okay with leaving it that way if it was a standalone, but I really like its sequel. Plus I have some ideas for other fics in that series, so it would kind of put all that up to scrutiny again if/when I post a third installment

Tagging

Some of my friends already did this one and I'm not EXACTLY sure who has/hasn't been tagged yet, but (if you want): @anakinsthot @demon----dean @fishnamedsushi @secretsolarsystem

[raid3r-r4bbit]

@fuzzydreamin thanks for the lol. ive been a little busy with life so sorry for the late response.

Favorite Color:

Green. Like Blindingly Neon almost yellow bile/acid toxic hazmat pukey green. Also black. I'm also a fan of earthy tones, warm greys and browns, rusty orangey reds, and i also unironically love that "some smoker lived here for 5+ years but i swear the walls are white" sepia color.

Last song:

Either Childish Flamingo or 1x1. I've been hopping in between really screamy and just goofy shit atm because i cant focus with anything else. 🤷 But (I also jsut got a new BMTH hoodie) BMTH's post human album has been feeding me. It's a really good (visual? no.) example of that like just angry and over it nihilist feeling and I just *MUNCH CRUNCH AAAA* like i feel like it could be just the tiniest bit angrier and louder but i think that's my headphones.

as for childish flamingo, its like that miseryxcpr thing imo. It's goofy and funny and it slaps. and it's so catchy. it's like right on the edge of aha funny and fuck you street and i love it. i hope any of that makes sense im sorry lol.

Last movie:

the Demon Slayer movie. I skipped all the way to the end to see the fight between Akaza and Rengoku because they're two of my favs ( in order from that show: Uzui (my mom calls yuzu (my cat) Uzui and its adorable) Akaza and Rengoku. I Found out the english dub is out (im way behind) and just needed to hear their english voice acting. all of it is amazing and Akaza's lil gigles during the fight make me incredibly happy. Guys who laugh/giggle mid combat? Ugh >\\x//<

Currently Watching:

Demon Slayer, Chainsaw man, Tokyo ghoul (im rewatching a bunch of animes) Steven universe. (i love all of these and full recommend them. I literally just yesterday(or the day before idk time is a blur) got a new funko pop, it's the half-kakuja kaneki and i love it.)

Other stuff i've watched this year:

Spy x Family, the Junji ito Collection, Yamishibai (if you like picture style art and horror this is great, its somewhat junji ito like, but shorter stories and ngl the zanbai ep scared me a bit) psychpass (some reccomended this to me cause im (obviously) a fan of darker more gruesome shows, and it is very dystopian, love the art work, but i just dont get it.) Given (if you havent watched this show please watch it its amazing) Yuri on ice, Banana Fish (also another fave)

(I work from home, and pretty much exist at my computer, and need to keep on music or tv to keep the bad thoughts out, so i have a lot of time and opportunity to watch stuff ok)

Shows I dropped this week:

Psycho pass. again, i just couldnt get into it. I know a lot of people seem to really like and it full seems like a show that would be up my alley. that first ep was kind of a lot though. I'm not ashamed to admit i love shows that are unafraid to show nudity and violence but the two together (ifykyk) make me uncomfortable. If this case had been a little further in the show i think it would have been fine, but it's litterally the first like ten minutes of the show. I also tried watching this a few week ago while at wasteland but we were pretty much just out the door.

Devil May Cry. I still love the games and the characters, and i remember loving the anime as a kid but its just... so different from the games lmao.

Currently Reading:

random internet stuff, fics and shit. I feel bad because i used to go to the library all the time but at the same time, i dont really have the room to store a whole bunch of books and despite being super dyslexic, i read insanely fast, so renting/buying books isnt worth it to me. (i've read entire full length series in the span of a day or two, while doing other stuff. I need longer, more conveniently packaged novels and that typically comes in the form of fanfiction. )

tagging: @snowmutant @ivanpahdrylakeracer @glaochormfitheach(idk if ur cool tagging you in this kinda stuff, if not just lmk i though it'd be fun :D) @the-soup-witch(im dragging you into tumblr culture whether you like it or not, welcome to tagging games)

[sunshineandalittleflour]

Writing Patterns

Rules: List the first line of your last 10 fics and see if there’s a pattern!

WHOOPS sorry @onetwistedmiracle this took me a billion years (9 days) to do, the passage of time is simply not real to me. See twisted's post here and read her stuff, it's good. I will follow her lead and also pic ten fics that I wrote by myself, just to try and keep things easier lol

I'm bad at tagging people because this account is a side blog and I really only talk to twisted on it (is this an invitation to talk to me? Maybe! But please don't be offended if it takes me 9 days to reply), but if you want to examine your own writing style, consider this a lazy tag.

The last ten fics I wrote were for Critical Role and Star Wars (I miss you Check! Please, eventually I work work more on mine and twisted's collab fic and see you again)

1: You could be the one that I love, And now I'm standin' here, hopin' it gets to you

Molly had the feeling that so long as Caleb Widogast’s hand was on the small of his back, he could do anything.

Part 9 in my Molly/Caleb/Essek threesome fic, spicy but they're IN LOVE. I do love to start with a character thought/name.

2: I'm in new territory, somehow, it kinda feels like home

“What?” Padme said, her voice feeling hollow in her own chest.

A rare gen fic for me, I usually write explicit, but this was a fun prequel AU because I love to turn tragedies into opportunities. I also love to start with dialogue, just get RIGHT into things. It's also a short sentence, idk why.

3: Oh, if it's real, if it's sweet

“I’ve made a mistake,” Anakin said, and Luke sighed.

Another teen rating, can you believe I built my AO3 page on writing porn? More dialogue, I just think it's funny. And a short sentence!

4: Wherever you are, we are seeing the same stars

The day after Anakin left, Shmi almost sold C-3PO.

Surprise, it's dialogue AND a short sentence. Am I a two-trick pony? Maybe! Check out this kick flip!

5: Feeling like a face in the crowd

What Molly liked most about Essek and Caleb’s house—besides the fact that they lived in it and he, like, loved them—was just how many nooks and crannies it had.

This is the longest starting sentence thus far, maybe the longest starting sentence ever for one of my fics LOL I usually leave the run-ons for a third of the way through. And it's not dialogue! Shocker! This is also part 8 of my threesome purple wizard series, so the foundation has been laid and I could get a little weird with it?

6: All we got is us now

Ahsoka hadn’t spent a lot of time with Leia Organa.

We're back on the short train with a character driven statement. This is also part 5 of my pretty places series, so, again, there could be something to the already established aspect of it, or nothing at all!

7: Look how you made me

“Jester has questions,” Fjord said with a sigh.

Dialogue, but this time it's not from the POV character. I'm not doing a very good job analyzing things, but I am having a good time.

8: A message in a bottle is all I can do, Standin' here, hopin' it gets to you

Caleb Widoghast and Essek Thelyss lived very different lives from Mollymauk Tealeaf.

Character driven thought! Writing is hard, okay, and you gotta start somewhere. Definitive statements and dialogue are nice jumping off points.

9: I'm reaching for you

The first time Molly had sex with Caleb and Essek, he called himself an Uber right after.

This one is earlier on in the threesome series; timeline-wise it's like...the second story? 1.5 technically, since it happens mid first story? But I wrote it fifth, so. Establishment theory does or doesn't gain traction here, I don't think I know what I'm saying anymore.

10: 'Cause you could be the one that I love, I could be the one that you dream of

“What’re you thinking about?” Caleb asked, drawing his thumb across Molly’s temple, winding a purple curl between his fingers.

And we're back on our dialogue train! Dialogue starters, my beloved.

I don't know that we (I) learned anything, but it was fun to wander back through my most recent fics. Hopefully this will inspire me to write more fanfiction, but right now I am DEEP in the trenches of my own dungeons and dragons character, so. It's gonna be a minute.

XOXO

[driftingmoonmenace]

I love your art lots and I love hearing people talk about their art so I'm asking some of my dca moots a bunch of fun art questions, no obligation of course

What is the art piece you are proudest of?

2. What is the art piece you've spent the most effort/time on?

3. What art did you spend the least amount of effort on?

4. What art piece/pieces has crazy lore that you could spend days explaining?

5. What piece is so completely different from your usual style?

If you want tag an artist who you also want to see answer these questions feel free to though of course no obligation

Awww thank you Anon!! 🥺💖

This might get long so I'll put all of this under a read more!

1.) What is the art piece you are proudest of?

Honestly this is probably one of my most favorite pieces I've made to date! It's nothing crazy compared to some of my other pieces (to me) but I'm still really, really proud of this one!

2.) What is the art piece you've spent the most effort/time on?

The amount of time, effort, blood, sweat, tears, and layers (360 to be exact 💦) that went into this bad boy is still crazy to me. I spent so many days trying to solidify the designs (and avoiding drawing the hands LMAO). In the end I'm still proud of this one too, just for the sheer amount of effort it took to design/draw/color all these guys.

3.) What art did you spend the least amount of effort on?

This was a quick spur-of-the-moment follow up doodle that I ended up liking a lot. I was feeling pretty lazy at the time to finish it so I decided to just clean it up a little and post it instead of letting it rot in my folders.

4.) What art piece/pieces has crazy lore that you could spend days explaining?

LISTEN the amount of lore in these doodles is insane, but only because they're based around my Chasing Lights AU (and fic)! The urge to just info dump my whole fic this whole time since I came up with the idea last year has been so strong cause I'm so excited about sharing it but I gotta refrain. There's some heavy story spoiler hints in here but the context isn't shown so that makes it ok right? LMAO 🙈💦

5.) What piece is so completely different from your usual style?

This is like the only piece where I feel like my style is a little different from what I typically do?? At least in my mind! There's some similarities to my normal style, but then at the same time they feel...not exactly 'chibified' but simple? Idk how to explain it LMAO

[twistedapple]

OK so I need to get it out of my chest somehow, because I've been a bit displeased ever since I read that post. Not gonna tag or link because I don't want to cause trouble for OP.

But I saw a post regarding the way some people engage with Baldur's Gate 3 content, and how it was frowned upon to have opinions without playing the game. I didn't exactly take that post well in part because I saw a lot of people from the Raphael Corner nodding in agreement with what I consider a short-sighted opinion piece.

I kind of disagree with the base statement that one's opinions aren't valid if one hasn't played the game for the following reasons:

1. It honestly sounds a lot like actual DnD players complaining that new players who got on board thanks to BG3 expect the game's rules to be the same in DnD, and I consider that gatekeepy when one could be eased into the tabletop version in a more welcoming manner;

2. It's very easy to scroll past what one considers a bad take. It's even easier to block people and even tags on Tumblr, if there's a type of content one doesn't wish to see (inb4 tag your shit properly please);

3. It can quickly come off as classist because what if one's only way to enjoy the game is to live it vicariously through other people's content because say, they can't afford it (either too young and their family won't invest in the game and the gear to run it for whatever reason, or simply someone who generally can't afford it? Like idk what's the price of a PS5 in some of y'all's country, but in my country it's almost 800€. That's a lot of money just for a console. Don't get me started on gaming laptops and desktops, the only way to hace something decent is to slowly build it yourself with some clever part hunting for something that won't literally cost you a month-worth salary);

4. Having been in that exact position of having to live videogames vicariously through other people myself, for the longest time, and still having trouble sharing my own stuff now because I don't feel at my place in the gaming community simply because I couldn't afford it for so long, this post hits close to home in an unpleasant manner. Sure, Tiktok isn't a reference (like, generally speaking. Don't go on Tiktok if you really want to learn about stuff and build informed opinions/media literacy), but following streamers on Twitch for example is very helpful in that regard because it's raw footage and one can actually learn from it (on top of having fun in the chat if the community is cool). Checking quality gaming/analysis channels on YT can also help acquire enough knowledge to build a solid opinion.

5. This is literally a game with a fuckton of options for the storyline. No matter how much you'll play it, there will always be someone else, somewhere else, who'll figure out something you've never picked up. It's a very common occurrence on the subreddit. So judging people because they don't play the game kinda misses the mark even in that aspect. Instead of criticising people for getting their informations from Tiktok, I think it'd be more productive to either simply ignore these people, or engage with them in a manner that makes them want to dig further and learn more through other, more interesting/reliable sources.

Now mind you, my own opinion on that matter is very likely colored by the fact I'm a TTRPG player IRL, I've literally had experiences of one DM animating a one-shot with different groups and everybody getting to discuss all of the outcomes afterwards (it's an interesting thing to experience, highly recommend it) - it's very similar to games like BG3 where one has multiple paths depending on one's decisions for the storyline, or more generally games with multiples endings (like my beloved Dishonored and Bloodborne, for example). There's also the fact that I simply avoid what I consider bad takes, I literally don't interact with it, I block if necessary to curate my feed. So maybe I'm just like "ok some people build bad takes from Tiktok instead of getting into the game proper, I'll just steer clear of them" in term of stance, which makes me much more moderate in my opinion of these people - I actively make the choice to ignore them and vibe in my corner.

I'm just sad to see many people I know from the Raphael Corner agree with that initial opinion piece so eagerly.

[comicgoblinwrites]

Author Ask Tag Game

Tagged by @tisiphonewolfe

Answering these for The Sound of the End, cause I’ve spent a little more time with it than THe Fire Between Stars.

(1) What is the main lesson of your story (e.g. kindness, diversity, anti-war), and why did you choose it?

I’m not sure if I’ve solidified on what the main lesson of my story is—I’m not sure that I want the story to have just one “lesson”. Honestly, people will get what they need to out of the story, and Some of the meanings that people find will probably be a surprise to me. That being said, some of the important things that I’ve gotten from the story include:

Growing through grief, and learning how to move through it and not let it consume you.

Accepting help when it’s needed, and learning how to be part of a community.

Self acceptance, even when not all your parts are pretty.

That nothing is all good, or all bad, and many things aren’t what we perceive them to be on the surface.

(2) What did you use as inspiration for your worldbuilding (like real-life cultures, animals, famous media, websites, etc.)?

The story takes place in a post apocalyptic pacific north west, so I used a lot of geography of the area as inspiration. It was originally inspired by the road trips we’d take from Eugene to Paso Robles.

It was also very influenced by The Last of Us, The Walking Dead, and Station Eleven, and also Stanger Things, plus various comics.

(3) What is your MC trying to achieve, and what are you, the writer, trying to achieve with them? Do you want to inspire others, teach forgiveness, help readers grow as a person?

Darcy (the MC) has various goals, mostly trying to not die… But more specifically she’s trying to achieve:

Safety for herself and her friends/family.

A better understanding of herself and the way that the apocalypse (supernaturally) changed her.

A better understanding of the creatures that invaded the world.

Kind of like with the “lesson of the story” the reader will get what they need to from Darcy. But from my experience with her, I think one of the main things is self acceptance.

(4) How many chapters is your story going to have?

I think the first book has about 28, the second book has probably a few more (35ish) and the 3rd and 4th books about the same.

(5) Is it fanfiction or original content? Where do you plan to post it?

TSOTE is original fiction. I might post some snippets, but I’m planning on querying with it.

(6) When and why did you start writing?

I started writing (overall) when I was nine. That was about when I realized I could write stories like the ones I loved reading so much (well, not at nine, but we’ve all got to start somewhere).

(7) Do you have any words of engagement for fellow writers of Writeblr? What other writers of Tumblr do you follow?

I’m always happy to chat about whatever, whenever. I respond fastest to messages, and slightly slower to tags and asks.

If you’re feeling low about writing, hit me up and I’m happy to listen/talk/whatever.

Would recommend reading and rereading media that inspires you when you’re feeling uncreative!

I follow a fair few… this is just a couple. Most of the people I follow are writeblrs. Idk if you can see my following list but go check it out if you can:

@floweryprosegarden @winterandwords @stesierra @mjjune

@gummybugg @arijensineink

Tagging (if you want):

The folks above, only if you want tho 👉👉

[oatmilktruther]

tagged by @bizarrelittlemew and @chocolatepot love you both 💖💖💖

Rules: Share the first lines of your ten most recent fics and tag ten people.

I’m gonna be bratty and pull from unpublished stuff because otherwise I won’t have ten, but they are complete 😅

1. Ed is turning in his bachelor’s in mathematics. (Objects of My Affection, modern OFMD au, sequel to Writer’s Block, unpublished)

2. One semester in grad school, Stede was single handedly teaching two 200 level courses after the supervising professor had just up and disappeared to Thailand. (Writer’s Block, modern OFMD au, unpublished)

3. It happens in a thunderstorm, because of course it does, cause it had to be a big, poignant moment that would stick in his bones and pulse along to the rhythm of his heart and never leave him when things got quiet or when things got loud or when things simply were. (Anything We Want, 1880s OFMD au, has podfic, this is probably one of the most beautiful pieces of writing I’ve achieved if I have to rec one under-read piece it’s this one)

4. There’s a ringing in his ears. (I Want It All, modern OFMD au, has podfic, sequel to WYOCMWYH, refining my hurt/comfort palate)

5. Stede was well used to the feeling of watching Edward as though from afar, even if they were right next to one another. (Different Names for the Same Thing, modern OFMD au, has podfic, and I’m doing a discussion for this one in the fic club discord today!)

6. "What is your mission?” (It Wasn’t Me, modern OFMD au, this one is pure lighthearted comedy and a short one so if you want some quick easy fun i rec her)

7. Ed figured he was well past the point in his life, felt like the internet itself was past the point in its life, where he would find himself googling “hot blond dilfs in my area” and clicking “allow” when the browser prompted for his location. (Take a Byte, modern OFMD au, has podfic, funny, horny, freak/weirdo cyber sex.)

8. When it finally happened, it felt like everything all at once. (That Unwanted Animal, post canon WWDITS (2014), has podfic, my only published vianton and my manifesto on blood and sex honestly wish this was my legacy and yet)

9. By all counts, Edward Teach is a genius. (I <3 Stress, modern OFMD au, good old fashioned sex education oops all feelings blowjobs)

10. The first time Ed calls Stede after he had sworn Stede would never see him again and stalked off into the night, Stede thinks it must be a butt dial. (Why’d You Only Call Me When You’re High?, modern OFMD, has podfic, first fic ever and first foray in hurt/comfort)

idk I don’t have ten people to tag who haven’t already been tagged and sorry if I double up @mxmollusca @adhduck @xoxoemynn

[alarrytale]

He's sending out mixed signals. Since he's not naturally stereotypically gay presenting, like Louis is for example, he's not even recognised as gay by his own community. It's his own community calling him out. His fellow queers.//

That’s exactly why I will always have doubts about his sexuality while Louis is basically my comfort person because no matter that he has whole ass kid as his stunt for years, I have never questioned his sexuality because of his flamboyance and mannerism. When I’m worried about H, I look at Louis and his “I love him, I hate it” or just seeing him performing his love songs about H and it immediately comfort me that everything’s alright and they are alright and still the same. But when I look at H himself, he’s just too straight passing to make me stop wondering and questioning about his sexuality. And makes me worry what kind of stunt shenanigans he’s willing to do to keep appearing straight to gp. And even when queers, his own community, is feeling like they need to call him out, that’s just something…idk, but I would expect at least them to some kind of protect him. Please don’t come at me for this, but I’m someone who’s larrie for short time and before that I never thought about H other way than that he’s simply straight and just into extravagant clothes. Diving into main larries’ blogs and Harry’s sexuality tag caused some sort of revelation for me and it was like 5 mins before I became Louis’ fan and slipped into the larry rabbit hole at the same moment. I understand that H and Louis’ closets are very different because their careers and fame is different, but I’m just worried that altho H might fought to be where he is with his queercoding and being himself, I’m still skeptical about him and worried that he will go into some lavender marriage etc because it will be easier and better for his career than idk be officially “single” for at least an year without having rumours that he hooks up with every woman in his 2m radius.

Being new larrie will always have 2 layers of worries for me. 1st layer if they are still together and 2nd layer if they aren’t together, what if H actually end up with some woman as a way of giving up after year and years of fighting and staying in his closet until the end of times.

Ugh, I’m sorry if my thoughts are all over the place but I hope you’ll understand what I wanted to write.

Hi, anon!

I think it's so funny because i feel like most of this fandom has the opposite problem in reading H and L's sexuality. They read H as gay/bi no problem (even non-larrie harries do!), but they don't recognise it as easily in Louis.

I've said this before, but Louis has naturally stereotypically gay mannerisms, but he's masking it by presenting an overly masculine and laddy persona. With Louis you need to catch him unawares and in comfortable settings for him to relax enough to show himself as he is. He can also get away with singing i love him i hate it, without it being tabloid fodder. The gp won't know.

With H he needs to put on an exaggerated flamboyant persona to make people get what he's trying to put down. He's straight passing, so he needs to double down on the queercoding and femininity for people to get the picture. Some people read his doubling down as him being gender non-conforming or a very femme gay man sleeping in silk negligees. He might be, but i just read it differently.

I think they're together and have been all this time. I don't know how to assure you other than showing you the repeated patterns of behaviour and try to make you see past the stunts and heavy gaslighting. They're both proud gay men trying to survive and be themselves as much as possible in a hostile environment trying to surpress their real personalities to make their label money. I don't think H and L will ever stop fighting, or making their work environment better for themselves. Harry has gotten gayer and gayer on stage. So has his songs. I think his next album will be assuring to you. There will most likely be songs in respons to fitf there. It will be fun hearing his side of the story!

[nymeriaaa]

tag game: get to know me!

thank you so much for the tag @svintsandghosts ! ♥

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1. Birthday? 22nd oct

2. Favorite color? green or purple, depends on the shade

3. How tall are you? about 5’3

4. How many pairs of shoes do you own? id say about 12 but i only wear like 3 pairs lol

5. Favorite song? currently it's regular by nct 127 buuuut don't ask me my all time fave coz like... i couldn't choose. it would probably be an mcr or green day song lol (or treasure by ateez)

6. Favorite movie? um well i love edward scissorhands and the lotr trilogy. oh and the harry potter movies too! school of rock... horror would probably be the descent part 1 only... ahh don't make me choose seriously i could list so many 😩

7. Who would be your ideal partner? idk... just someone who loves me for me and is kind, loyal... accepts the fact that i have many kpop boyfriends who will always own my heart 🙄

8. Do you want children? not really but i'd definitely compromise if i met the right guy and he wanted one

9. Have you gotten in trouble with the law? nope

10. What color socks are you wearing? none

11. Favorite type of music? pop punk/post hardcore/"emo", and kpop lol

12. How many pillows do you sleep with? ok so 2 for my head, 2 on the other side of the bed, my boomerang pillow and a big square/european one as well... so 6 lol

13. What position do you sleep in? i fall asleep on my side but when im just chilling in bed i can lay on back too for a bit

14. What don’t you like when you’re sleeping not having the fan on, i don't care what temperature it is. my fan stays on. (im keeping this answer cause same 100%)

15. Have you tried archery? nope

16. Favorite fruit? watermelon, blueberries and mango

17. Are you a good liar? no unless it's at work and i have to come up with an excuse to get out of going to another store or to not send one of my staff to another store... then im a brilliant liar. oh im also really good at lying about why i can't hang out or go somewhere if im not feeling up to it (which is most of the time lol)

18. What’s your personality type? istp. im very shy and the biggest introvert unless im comfortable around you, and awkward as fuck lol

19. Innie or outie? innie

20. Left or right handed? left

21. Favorite food? sushi. japanese good in general is just 🤌 delish

22. Favorite foreign food? oh well i just answered that in the question above? japanese. chinese, thai, korean and vetnamese are amazing too!

23. Are you clean or messy? both but trying to fix bad habits and keep my room clean and organised but it's hard when your mental health sucks sometimes

24. Most used phrase?

probably what the fuck and the word cunt in general. oh if you ask sandra my 2ic it would also be i don't care 😅

25. How long does it take you to get ready depends but if its for work about 30/40ish mins

26. Do you talk to yourself? of course

27. Do you sing to yourself? yes lol

28. Are you a good singer? hell no

29. Biggest fear? this is stupid and lame but spiders/insects/bugs/creepy crawlies... just all of that 😬

30. Are you a gossip? not really, maybe a little at work but it's more just complaining and bitching about our shitty area managers lol

31. Long or short hair? for me? long hair. but i like both on other people

32. Favorite school subject? um... none? lol like i didn't have any one subject i was really good at compared to others i was just kinda average in everything but really really bad at maths and science

33. Extrovert or introvert? introvert

34. What makes you nervous? yeah people, public speaking... there's more but ill leave it at that

35. Who was your first crush? his name was matthew it was in year 3. i found out he passed away a few years ago and he had a wife and kid so that was sad

36. How many piercings do you have? just my ears (which have kinda closed up lol) i used to have my lip done too many years ago

37. How many tattoos do you have? one but wanting more!

38. How fast can you run? no ❤️ (lol same)

39. What color is your hair? purple atm but it's faded so i need to redo it

40. What color are your eyes? hazel

41. What makes you angry? so many fucking things. work makes me angry (not my team in store but mostly everyone else) i could rant about my workplace for a whole fucking month i swear. when i see people talking shit about people/artists i love. people who play games and toy with other people's emotions and use them... im gonna stop but i could list a lot

42. Do you like your name? yeah

43. Do you want a boy or girl as a child? none but if i were to have one... i guess a boy... idk

44. What are your strengths? um im friendly and welcoming, kind. i think overall im a good person and that's a good thing... lol

45. What are your weaknesses? shy, ignore red flags and forgive people too easily. scared of confrontation due to being shy so i don't speak up as much as i should especially when it comes to my beliefs and i guess in that sense i can be a bit of a pushover... but only in certain scenarios. i definitely need more confidence

46. What’s the color of your bedspread? black and white atm

47. What’s the color of your room? black, grey and white wall paper on one wall then just a neutral, off white colour the rest

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Tagging but no obligation; @alphadisaster @septicrebel @jin-neck-shaft @hyuckilstan @saynofakke