#and obv unhinged look at these tags

[reneesbooks]

snippet saturday

still not a thing but this is my blog and i make the rules and i'm THINKING about birdie and fabin. i swear i'll get back to jack and arthur in a second just let me scream about birdie and fabin for a minute

Emilia tucks her wings against her back, settling in the grass next to Birdie. “When do you think we’ll have to return to Morbhard?”

Birdie stares out over the fields, her pulse quickening. Emilia senses that she’s asked a question that Birdie doesn’t want to answer. Birdie lets out a long breath. “I’m not sure.”

A lie, but Emilia doesn’t question it.

Birdie glances at the sky. “The sun will go down soon. I should make preparations. It’s the full silver moon tonight.”

Emilia shrinks into her human form and sets her hand on Birdie’s shoulder. “I can make the tea if you’d like.”

Birdie smiles. “Thank you. That would be nice.”

Emilia returns to the cottage and puts the kettle on the fire, digging her toe into the floor as she mixes the herbs. As much as she trusts them, as much as they’ve all grown closer over the weeks and months at the cottage, Birdie is still hiding things.

The kettle finally starts to whistle and Emilia pours a cup of tea. She heads back out to the garden. Birdie is standing next to Fabin, clearly just arrived from the forest, smiling up at him as he complains that the deer are getting better at hiding. Her laughter dies abruptly as the silver moon’s light hits her, her preparations forgotten in the grass a few steps away.

Fabin backs away as Birdie’s silver light explodes outward, a pulse of magic flattening the grass in a circle around her. Her tripled voice shrieks, her hair lifting off her shoulders. The entire whites of her eyes burn silver.

Blood starts to run from her nose. Fabin shrinks and tries to step closer, shouting her name. Emilia grabs a washcloth and grips it tightly behind her back, the fabric straining as she twists it nervously.

Birdie’s eyes begin to bleed as well, silver light pulsing from her. Fabin grits his teeth and takes three more shaking steps through the waves to reach Birdie. He grabs her shoulders and Emilia hears him shout her name.

Blood is streaming from her eyes and ears now, the third recitation barely begun. Fabin winces as silver magic lashes out at him, cuts opening on his cheeks. He keeps hold of Birdie, shaking her shoulders, trying to wake her up.

The silver light fades and Birdie’s eyes roll back. She collapses and Fabin catches her, lowering her slowly to the grass.

“Shit.” Jack and Arthur freeze in the doorway of the cottage. “Is she okay?”

“Does she fucking look okay?” Fabin growls, glaring at them. He snatches Birdie’s handkerchief from where she’d left it in the grass and starts to gently wipe the blood from her face. Emilia picks up the cup of tea again and moves cautiously. Birdie’s eyelids are fluttering, though she is limp in Fabin’s arms.

“The tea for her throat,” Emilia says quietly, when Fabin looks up at her with another growl. “I’ll look at those cuts.”

“I’m fine.” He holds the teacup to Birdie’s lips and Emilia flinches at the audibly painful gulps. “Birdie, can you hear me?”

Her silver eyes flick up to his face before fluttering closed again. She tucks her face into his chest.

Fabin leans down to murmur something to her that Emilia doesn’t hear. He presses his cheek to the side of Birdie’s head and Emilia stifles a gasp, averting her eyes.

Fabin stands with Birdie in his arms. “She needs to rest,” he says, not looking at any of them. He winces as he adjust his hold on her and Emilia wonders what other damage Birdie’s backlash did.

He says nothing else as he carries her into the house. Emilia bites her lip as Jack and Arthur turn to her with wide eyes. “I’ll make some more tea.”

[carboysandbikemen]

Fernando being your dad’s best friend or something and someday he can’t help but give in to your teasing even though there’s a bit of an age gap and it feels wrong… but he finally decides to fuck you, calling you his good girl🫣 Very unhinged I’m so sorry x

Never apologise, this is the unhinged content I crave!!! -🐝

Also TY for all of the recent Fernando asks!! Glad to see people are just as unhinged about that insane little man as us. Will be writing more Nando content in due course!

Good Luck Charm

Warnings and tags: 18+ obvs, age gap, daddy kink, praise, unprotected sex, Fernando was made to eat pussy fight me, disclaimer I don't speak Spanish and had to use google 😬

Word count: 3,142

The security guard checks your pass, looking you up and down slightly but pasting on a smile and waving you through. To be fair to him you do have an unprecedented level of access for someone who is rocking up to the paddock alone.

Going along to GP's isn't exactly new to you, after all you've been coming to them ever since you were little, and more recently with your dad to support his friend Fernando.

Weaving through the paddock to find Fernando feels like second nature, only having to ask two of the Alpine crew you vaguely recognise where he is before finding him.

Honestly? You've been shamelessly flirting with him whenever your dad wasn't in earshot for a couple of years now. Partly because well, it's Fernando, he's ridiculously hot, but also because it's become almost a game of how far can you push him before he snaps. This time though, this time you're determined to cross that line. It's all or nothing.

"Hi." You announce yourself, peaking from behind the door where Fernando is sat with one headphone in his ear, the other dangling at his chest.

When he looks up at you, the frown on his face quickly turns into a smile and he pulls the other earphone out, standing to greet you.

You meet him halfway, pushing yourself into his open arms to hug him, pressing your body against his as you go up onto your tip toes just so you can fall back down again, sliding yourself against his toned chest.

When you pull apart he raises his eyebrow at you questioningly, but you brush it off, smiling with faux innocence.

He looks over your shoulder, as if checking that it's just you before asking, "Your father?"

"Oh he couldn't make it, I thought he told you it was just me this weekend?"

You're pretty sure you told your dad to tell him that you and a few of your friends were planning to go. All part of the plan to tease Fernando a bit more without anyone to interrupt you.

"Ahhh yes, I remember, you are meant to be bringing friends no?"

"Oops, I forgot to ask them." You say, biting your lip and looking up at him cheekily.

He gives you a knowing look and you raise your eyebrows as a challenge. Instead of chastising you, or falling for the bait he shakes his head.

"No matter. I'm sure you will make friends." He smiles at you like he's in on the game and he's here to play. "I could introduce you to Esteban again."

You can’t help the way your nose scrunches up at the thought and Fernando laughs at you, deep and open and you want to grab his stupid face and run your hands through his hair but you pull yourself back to the present.

"Are you ready for quali?" You walk around his room, feeling his eyes on you without looking at him, touching his desk, running your fingers over it before picking up his Kimoa cap.

"Always."

He's waiting for you to make the first move, he's almost daring you to, stood there with his arms crossed.

"Hmm. Maybe you need a good luck charm?"

You put the cap on your head.

"And what do you have in mind hmm?"

"I can think of a few things." You say, biting your lip and looking up at him, trying to get across an innocent suggestiveness that you think might just be working, as he steps closer to you.

"Why did you come here alone?"

"I think you know why." You lean in closer to him.

He doesn't move.

"Cariño, you are making this difficult." He's almost gritting his teeth.

"It doesn't have to be."

"Dios me ayude," Fernando sighs under his breath, and you don't know what he's saying but you can guess you're about to finally FINALLY get what you want. "You know we can't."

He doesn't sound sure though. He doesn't sound sure at all, so you close the space between you.

"Fernando." You breathe out. He slips his hand up to your face and you think he's going to touch you but he just grabs his cap back, flinging it across to the desk again.

You huff out a frustrated noise and he smirks down at you.

"Yes?"

"Please." You're so close you can smell his aftershave and you decide that it doesn't matter anymore, this game, all you need is for him to fuck you. Desperately.

"Please what, little one?"

He slips his hand under your chin, tilting your head up so you're forced to look into his eyes. With his thumb, he traces your bottom lip.

"Tell me what you want." He prompts again.

"Please fuck me." You whisper, and he smirks down at you, slipping his thumb inside your warm wet mouth.

Obliging, you wrap your lips around it, rolling your tongue over the pad. He lets you do this a few times, before drawing his thumb back, pulling at your lower lip. He looks at you for a second, before leaning in and gently pressing his lips to yours.

You practically sigh into the kiss, feeling him move one of his hands up to the back of your head and the other down to grip at your waist, pulling you into him.

Gently, he bites at your lip, slipping his tongue over the cusp of your lip before drawing back. You try to follow him but he moves his other hand down to grip the other side of your waist.

"We should stop this."

"No!" You practically shout, pressing yourself against him, watching as his face lights up with a grin and his grip tighten. You should have known that as soon as you got him to give in, then the game would be flipped. He has you right where he wants you. Although, it very much still feels like you're winning.

"This worked up already? Cariño, look at you, just a kiss and my hands on you and you're already desperate. Maybe you cannot take it." He sighs dramatically, thumbing his hand under your shirt and running his fingers along the bare skin of your hips.

"No I can, I can take it." You assure him. Then, to prove your point, you quickly throw off your top and bra, leaving you standing topless in front of him, his hands still toying with the skin above the waistband of your trousers.

He huffs out a small laugh at your antics, which you only find mildly insulting, and runs his hands over your stomach and up your chest, thumbing your nipples briefly making you squirm.

"What did I say hmm? Desperate." He brushes them again and you let out a small gasp. "Look at you."

"Please. Just... fuck me." You say again.

"Patience." He pinches one of your nipples and you have to squeeze your thighs together. "Go lock the door. Take your trousers off, and come sit." He gestures to the sofa and you feel the heat rising on your face as you comply, quickly locking the door and shuffling out of your trousers.

As you go to take off your underwear he stops you.

"Leave them on."

He guides you until you're sitting down on the sofa, legs spread as he kneels in front of you. Slowly, he runs his hands up you thighs, the touch light and teasing until he reaches the seam of your underwear.

"Did you tease me on purpose?"

"What?" You're struggling to think about anything except his hands on you, so so close to where you want.

"Every time you visited, or I came over and you bent over in front of me or touched my arm or said suggestive things. Was it all on purpose?"

"Yeah." You breathe out, and he grips your inner thigh a little harder. "It was."

"Okay." It's said so flippantly but you can’t help but think that something’s coming, some sort of reprimand or punishment for your behaviour but right now all you want is his fingers on you.

"Okay, I want you to come at least twice before I'll think about fucking you. You can be a good girl, no? I think thats fair."

He moves in before you have a chance to reply and nips at the skin of your thigh with his teeth making you gasp. He makes his way up the inside of your thigh, his beard scratching against your sensitive skin and you can't help but squirm, pushing your hips up to try and get more contact. In response, he just presses his hands down on your hips, steadying you.

When he gets between your legs he stops.

"Fernando." You whine at him. "Come onnnn."

He huffs out a laugh at your antics, moving his hand down to brush lightly over the fabric of your underwear, causing your whine to become a gasp.

Pressing a little harder, he watches as the fabric dampens underneath his touch, smiling as you moan for him. Still holding you down with one hand, he starts to play with you, running his fingers over the dampening fabric, dragging it against your clit as he presses down.

"Look at how wet you are for me. Such a good girl." He pushes the fabric into you slightly, the rough feeling making you moan this time, a choked needy little noise.

"Can I..." You start but you get cut off by a circle of your clit.

"Hmm?" He says innocently, as if he isn't playing with your covered pussy like you're a little toy to amuse him.

"Can I take them off?"

"No."

He continues as you huff out a frustrated whine, needing his fingers inside you desperately.

"They're staying on until you come in them. I want to see you ruin them."

With that he doubles down, leaning in to mouth at your pussy over the fabric, the warmth and drag of the fabric nearly making you scream out. You can feel it building up, your legs tensing slightly as he holds you there so he can have his fun.

"Please..." You ask, desperately needing just a bit more pressure.

"Please what?"

"Please daddy." You respond. It slips out of you with ease, seeming almost natural and it takes you a second to notice he's raised his eyebrows at you, clearly not expecting that from you.

You feel your face flush and start to turn red as you mumble out a 'sorry'.

"No, I like it." Is all that Fernando says, gaze darkening. "Be a good girl and come for me then."

With that he sucks at your clit over the fabric and presses them into you a little as you finally feel yourself come, wrapping your legs around his head as he rides it out with you.

"Thats my good girl." He grins at you. "Ruining your pretty underwear for me."

He peels them off and you lift your hips for him so he can pull them down.

He looks at them thoughtfully, then up at your mouth, before shaking his head and throwing them aside, almost as if he was contemplating gagging you with them.

The thought makes you almost ready to go again.

"Look at you spread out and dripping for me."

He spreads your legs with his hands and runs his thumb over your dripping pussy, but avoiding your oversensitive clit.

"I need you to fuck me." You huff out.

"Ahh but you have to come again before that, no? Or did you forget."

You groan at his smirking face, throwing your head back. It doesn't last long though, as Fernando slips two fingers straight inside of you, hooking them upwards as you clench around him and let out a high pitched little noise at the feeling.

Without warning he puts his mouth directly on your clit, rolling his tongue over it as he keeps his fingers still, feeling you tighten around him as you moan and whine.

You can't help but thread your hands through his hair, pulling on him tightly as you press his head into you.

It's almost too much, you're too sensitive.

"The noises you make." He says in wonder, pulling away to look up at you. "I bet boys your age don't know what to do with you, no? You need me to fuck you properly?"

You can feel tears forming in the corners of your eyes. He's right, no one has ever been like this. Sure, you've had sex before but no one has ever played with you like this, with such focus and skill to make you come so fast. No one has ever made you come multiple times.

His fingers are still in you, slowly fucking in and out of you now, and you can't help but wonder what it will feel like when he finally fucks you properly.

"Ye... yes." You manage to choke out, losing your grip on the ability to talk, your mind solely focused on the drag of his fingers in you and the pressure of his thumb against your clit.

"You're dripping onto the sofa Cariño, look at the mess you make." He punctuates it with a particularly fast thrust of his fingers, making you tighten and whine at him.

He speeds up, watching his fingers disappear into your wet little pussy for a moment before nipping at your thigh slightly and then running his tongue over you, up around his fingers and pressing against your clit.

You thrust your hips up and he lets you move against him, his fingers fucking into you fast and hard as you grind yourself against his face. You don't give him any warning this time, the feeling building suddenly. You tighten your thighs around him as well as the grip in his hair as you come again around his fingers.

"Fuck." You sigh as you come down, his fingers still toying with you gently before pulling out and wiping your own wetness on your thigh, the sight making you scrunch up your nose.

"So good for me." Fernando mumbles and you feel yourself blush at his words. "Do you think you can take me now?"

"Yeah, I can daddy."

"Good girl."

Before you can even begin to recover, Fernando has stripped out of his clothes and moves you until you're straddling him, his hard cock resting between you.

You get the idea, raising yourself up so you’re positioned over him and he pulls you in for a kiss as he guides his cock along the wetness of your pussy.

Slowly, you lower yourself down, feeling him stretch you out as you gasp into his mouth. He lets you take your time, biting at your lower lip as he also groans at the feeling of your hot wet cunt.

Grabbing your hips, he experimentally pushes you down a little and you whine, looking him in the eyes as he raises his eyebrow at you in a silent question.

You think you know exactly what he's asking so you nod your permission. He smiles, but more gently this time, grabbing your hips tighter and pushing you down faster than you'd been moving.

It feels so full when you finally take all of him inside of you, letting yourself adjust to the sensation as you sigh into his neck, running your teeth gently over the skin and mouthing gentle bites.

He palms at your ass, moving you in small rocking motions against him until you feel like you can move again, slowly picking up speed until you're practically bouncing on his cock, watching him close his eyes and groan at the feeling.

It gives you a little more confidence as you speed up, placing a hand on his chest to steady yourself.

One of his hands moves to thumb at your clit and you momentarily stutter in your pace, clenching around him as he tightens his grip on your hip in response.

It's almost too much, you're too sensitive from before and the feeling of him filling you up is like nothing you've ever experienced. You can feel your legs starting to shake and will yourself not to stop.

Fernando must notice though, as without any warning he picks you up, cock still buried deep inside of you, and lays you flat on the sofa, moving your legs so that they're resting on his shoulders, practically bending you in half for him.

"You're so tight mi amor."

You can’t even form the words to reply, too focused on the feeling of him fucking into you, controlling the pace as he slips a hand down to brush over your nipples, pinching them slightly before moving down to play with your clit.

It's so overwhelming that you can’t help the tears pooling at the corners of your eyes. Fernando is saying something, maybe in Spanish, maybe he's calling you his good girl again, you're not quite sure, all you know is that every time he circles your clit and thrusts into you you're dangerously close to losing it again.

You don't want it to end yet, it's Fernando, you've wanted this for ages and now you finally have it and you don't want to give him up.

It's no use though, he thrusts into you a little deeper and thumbs at you a little harder and you're gone, crying out his name as you come around his cock. The way you clench down around him sets him off as well, and before you know it you can feel him coming inside of you, filling up your pussy so much that when he pulls out you can feel it start to drip out of you.

He gently sits back down laying your legs out gently over him as he rests a hand on your inner thigh and runs his fingers over you gently.

"You were so good for me y/n. Look at you laid there, perfect for me." He slips his hand between your legs and gently gathers some of the come dripping out of you and fucks it into you a little bit making you squirm.

"Fernando." You breath out. "I cannot come again. I just can't."

He huffs out a laugh.

"Sorry, sorry." He mumbles, fucking his fingers in again, just the tip but enough to make you gasp. "I just cant help it. You look so pretty filled up for me."

"I can't believe we just did that." You say it mostly to yourself, but Fernando laughs again, this time a little more incredulously.

"If I get pole after this, if you're my good luck charm, we might have to do it every weekend."

You know it’s a joke but still, you can't help but fantasise about being his little good luck charm all the way up to a third world championship.

[venomous-ragno]

One day whilst scrolling though Tumblr I saw a post (that I'd love to link but can't seem to find) by the lovely @konigdaddy and I was never the same after.

So I wrote it.

I take requests btw;)

Tags: König x you, female bodied reader, nsfw, you sit on his face and he absolutely devours you

Warnings: Mentions of alcohol, face sitting, obvs nsfw

Masterlist

Unhinged. Wild. Relentless.

That's how you've come to know him, the king of the field; he whose presence alone commands respect. Recruits stiffen when he passes, shut their mouths and one would think they forgot to breathe when he levels them with those piercing blues of his - his achievements are well known and his silence speaks volumes.

Perhaps that's why you couldn't keep your eyes off him.

That lingering thought you tried to push back, only for it to return and fester in your mind like an open wound; you wanted to know more, needed to know more.

He knew.

He always knew.

Call it anxiety, call it a sixth sense, König never failed to recognise the warmth in his neck from your gaze stuck to it. He never mentioned it though. You expected him to call you out on it, ask you what the hell your problem was, that you should focus on something else, but it never came. He let you watch him. Eyes met, your gaze wavered and yet, when you looked back, his didn’t.

It's safe to say that he had you. Drawn like a moth to the flame, always following that light as if it were calling for you; took some months until you got to feel its warmth though.

A coincidence, really. You passed by the workshop after work and listened in on the mechanics idly chattering away. Their typical, unfiltered banter never failed to get a chuckle out of you, and as you warmed up to their rough but well meaning ways, a clapback or two as well.

It's safe to say you won them over in the short time you'd been a member of KorTac - but they made no such distinction as they waved you over, spoke of an outing with the squad, that you had no business missing out on.

You laughed. Of course you'd be there.

Alcohol, card games and drunken shenanigans. Drunk men who got to relax for once, drown their sorrows in terribly off tune pop songs as they accused each other of cheating only to forget all about it over some shots.

The booze would have your head swim. Surely. That knot in your abdomen a telltale sign of one glass too many. You'd stumble back to your dorm, plop down on your hard mattress and doze off, perhaps hug the toilet the mornibg after.

So how the hell did you end up like this?

Clothes lay scattered across the floor. A dorm room indeed, but not yours. Head dizzy and body hot, but not from any drink you may have had. And that knot in your abdomen, getting more and more intense the longer those thick arms wrapped around your thighs-

It's safe to say that your night should not have ended like this.

"Sit on my face."

Your breath hitches.

"What?"

König's relaxed eyes meet your wide ones. The empty shot glass rolls between his fingers.

"I said what I said."

"You're drunk", you reply. No doubt that the sheer, utter bewilderment in your tone didn't go past him.

"Strange", he leans back, throws his arm over the chairs lean. "I don't feel drunk."

You swallow hard. Throat dry and fingers clenching the glass in your hand, you push your luck, fuelled by the alcohol warming your cheeks.

"Then... What do you feel?"

You regret asking as soon as the words leave your lips. König smirks, tilts his head. You look in his eyes and bite your lip; that dark gleam you always thought to be your imagination... Is anything but.

König. One of KorTac's best and most wanted. The one you'd stolen glances at, thoughts wandering 'till your thighs rubbed against one another.

That very same man now breathed against your skin, decorated with hickeys and marks the shape of this teeth. Fingers dug into your thighs whenever your attention drifted off; he wanted you here, focus on him and nothing else. He hummed at your every whimper. Cupped your jaw to have your eyes meet his as he whispered to your lips:

"Let me hear you."

How could you not? He had you in his palm, melting between his fingers. You shivered at his very touch and he smirked a way that had you squirm. At this point you weren't even sure how long he'd been feasting on you. His tongue never left your skin, pushing deeper into you, circling, nibbling. König revered your taste, touch and feel. If you thought him to be drunk at the bar then he was nothing short of intoxicated now.

Your voice is breathless as you call out to him.

"Mhm", he mumbles.

His grip on you didn't ease even as your hips quivered at his tongue. He was relentless. Attacking your swollen clit time and time again, pressing to your hot lips, your core.

Your mouth goes dry and you still moan his name.

König doesn't let up. He licks and sucks and your body grows hotter by the second, hands desperately clenching the bedsheets, his hair, anything to help you stay grounded. Electric tingles, waves, then bolts, he keeps you flush to him, groaning with heavy breaths and you almost sob as the tension grows and grows and-

Nothing.

It takes your racing mind to catch on. Heart still beating in an unforgiving rythm, you whine at the ache, the lack of climax right about to hit you in all its might.

His low chuckle brings you back.

"Not yet." He licks his lips. "The night's still young, mäuschen."

[ohraicodoll]

i just wanna start off by saying i am obsessed with your feral reader series. ever since i started the show ive had a strong urge to write something with an unhinged character similar to your red but never found the energy to, and your work has fufilled that urge lol.

anyways i was just wondering, if you think ellie would ever lash out at red for her selflessness? ellie obvs has abandonment issues, and as her and reds relationship evolves i can see ellie start to become more and more frustrated with reds lack of will to live. simply because ellie doesnt think she could handle loosing red.

what are your thoughts?

Thank you so much! I'm just so thrilled people enjoy it all and the character! I think it would take a while for Ellie to lash out. Joel makes himself an easy target, but its almost more intimidating with Red. But I think it would take them being settled in Jackson for a while, Ellie realizing she's going to be with them for the rest of their lives, and seeing how Red is still being reckless with herself before she finally snaps. Because it's not getting through to her that she matters and is needed. And because yall are so nice, here's a little drabble of it! (I live purely off yalls comments and messages and tags like a fanfic Kirby)

(Feral Masterlist)

The walk back into town was quiet, tension filling the space between the three as they turned in their horses to the stables and made the walk back to their house. For once Ellie wasn’t talking, wasn’t chatting their ears off, didn’t even make mention of the new book they had found that she had been eager to grab since it was the first of the series. Not the third or the second or fifth. First. A rare find. No, instead she was walking ahead of them, face pinched and moving with a heavy stomp with each step. Joel wasn’t in a much better mood, brow heavily furrowed and scowling at the ground. She was used to their lackluster sunshine attitudes. It’s not like she was much better, but now it seemed distinctly aimed at her. She was left to pick up the rear behind them, trying to ignore the looks of the townsfolk as they stared at her, gritting her teeth. She knew Joel was angry, but Ellie seemed to be as well and that felt odd. It had been a quick scout. They’d been trying to search further and further away from Jackson to comb through whatever resources they could. Eventually they would do farther scouts out of state, but they wanted to make sure everything had been picked clean. The area had already been swept multiple times and Ellie had wanted to come with them, saying she didn’t want to get soft and lose sight of what it was like out there. They’d let her come. It wasn’t a new spot and they both were there. If she was safe with anyone, it was them. But they hadn’t counted on infected moving into the area, traveling there. There’d been a few and when Ellie had accidentally tripped and fell, one going for her, she’d tackled it to keep her away. They’d wrestled hard until her knife found its home in its head and it had slumped off of her. It wasn’t anything out of the usual. They’d had closer scrapes and harder fights on the way to Utah. But Joel had ripped into her on the way back for pulling a stupid move instead of shooting it, for the thousandth time since she’d known him, and Ellie had been quiet the entire way back. She was used to Joel’s anger, but wasn’t sure about the teenager’s. Ellie was hardly ever mad at her and she wasn’t sure how to feel now that she was its target. They both entered the house ahead of her and she quietly shut the door behind them, chewing on her lip, feeling the tension build. Ellie threw her backpack into the corner of the living room roughly, stomping towards the connecting kitchen. Joel caught her eye and then shook his head, huffing before dumping his own pack in the downstairs bedroom. “So I have to deal with both of you being pissy?” In the safety of their home, she could be more direct. But there was no confidence in her voice, the sarcasm flimsy. Even with them, she had a hard time communicating sometimes. 

Ellie slammed her hand down on the kitchen and spun to face her, cheeks red with anger, “You can’t do that, Red!” She swallowed her sigh, back stiffening as she clenched her jaw, “Do what?” The teenager growled out a loud groan and stomped back to her, using as much of her height as she could to get into her face, “Be that reckless! Joel gets after you all the time and you keep doing it!” “Ellie,” she bit out sternly, but the girl didn’t stop. Joel stood in the back, looking at the scene but not interfering, arms crossed as he leaned against the wall. He would be no help to her. “Why didn’t you shoot it?” Ellie shouted, “You could have gotten bit! I’m immune but you’re not and you just fucking threw yourself on top of it!” “Yes, you’re immune, but it can still hurt you,” she argued back and put her hands on her hips, not knowing how to fight with the one person who seemed to be her constant defender. It seemed obvious. Ellie was in danger so she stopped it. She wasn’t sure why this was suddenly not okay. “So what! We get hurt all the time, but it can kill you!” Ellie’s voice was rising and she could see her shaking, lips pinching and eyes getting glossy. Her throat caught, a lump forming at seeing the passion and anger in the kid’s face as she adamantly continued to argue even as her voice choked up, “If it bit you, we’d have to fucking put you down. Do you get that? And then I’m stuck with fucking Joel alone and who the fuck is gonna take care of us?” Her eyes lifted to find Joel’s as Ellie shuddered, ducking her head and trying to swallow her tears. His face had softened, some of the anger gone, lips pursed. The look was frustration, exhaustion, sad pulling his lips down. So many times he’d yelled at her to stop being so careless, to stop treating herself as if she didn’t matter, and she had shrugged it off. Because Ellie was all that mattered. If something happened to her, she had Joel and it would be fine because they had each other. They had each other before she showed up and they would have each other after. But there was no mission anymore, no goal to get her to the Fireflies, nothing. There was only life. Living in Jackson together for the rest of their lives. She was still throwing herself in harm’s way though, because even if Ellie wasn’t going to save the world, she was her kid. And she couldn’t let anything happen to her. She hadn’t considered what it would do to Ellie if she was gone. Had remembered her argument with Joel when he tried to pass her off to Tommy. Everyone had left her or was dead. The tears won out and Ellie’s shoulders shook even as she desperately tried to look tough and hold it together. She didn’t say anything, didn’t console her that it would be okay. She just ran her hand over her hair and tucked her head into her chest. Ellie’s arms were a vice as she wrapped them around her waist, a steel band around her body, the flood gates opening as sobs broke through and she cried into her shirt. She only held her tightly, combing her hand over the loose strands of her ponytail and resting her head on hers. “I’m sorry,” she whispered, feeling her shake even harder, “I’m sorry.” Through her muffled sniffles, so quiet she almost didn’t catch it, she heard the reply, “Don’t leave me.” Her heart broke a little and she watched as Joel came a little closer. In that way they always could communicate silently, always seemed to be on the same frequency, she understood the look on his face. His eyes flickered to the kid in her arms, staring at her with a sigh, but looking back at her and giving her a nod. “Do better for her,” it seemed to say. She swallowed hard, pressing her face into Ellie’s hair, before nodding back. “I will.”

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[daimyosprincess]

Hoi I love your works and stories. I would love to write boba fett but have no idea how. Any tips for first time boba fett writers ?

ksjflfjfdksujslfj anon thank you so much 💖🥹😭

I am but an untrained, babey writer myself but I can tell you how I crafted my approach to writing Boba!

Step 1, be obsessed with Boba Fett since childhood, grow up, rediscover your love for him and Temuera Morrison as a slightly unhinged adult.

What hopefully is not just pure rambling below the cut

I watched The Mandalorian (specifically Boba's episodes in season 2) and TBOBF a concerning amount of times, and scoured Tumblr/AO3 for fics of our fav green tin can man. Got comfy with the character, figured out what drives him, what his motivations are, what his worldview and outlook are like. Essentially, my process boiled down to the following:

Immerse myself in the source content

Read, read, read & comment, comment, comment

Talking to the authors who inspired me (like you're doing now!)

Just started writing any and everything that came to me

Read some more, commented some more

Kept writing, saved everything

Got feedback

Now obviously everyone will have their own interpretations of a character, but to me, much of Boba's outlook and personality are defined by the death of his father. He is an intelligent boy raised with love by one of the galaxy's best bounty hunters, who teaches him not only about survival but also honor, respect, and personal responsibility. Jango was far from perfect (as we all are) but he did genuinely love his son and didn't hide that from Boba.

Besides the obvious trauma of seeing his father beheaded in front of him, Boba experienced a lifetime of further trauma that would have easily made him go back on what his father instilled in him. He was angry and he was alone during this time, his motivations being centered in anger and inexorable control (as seen in his drive to keep his reputation as a hunter stellar). To him, others were a liability, caring about anyone would only lead to pain. Boba burned bright and hot, but ultimately this path was not sustainable.

After the sarlacc and his time with the Tuskens, Boba was able to grow past the shadow of his father's death--there were different ways to honor his father than just being the best. He could heal himself, lead with respect and principles that harken back to his grandfather's code (whether he knows that or not), live a life that didn't have to end on some pointless job for the galaxy's scum. Boba relearned the importance of clan, that one cannot face this existence alone. Daimyo Boba now burns strong and even, fed by hearty logs rather than dry kindling.

Some posts I found helpful in characterizing Boba:

Boba's love language is acts of service by @thefact0rygirl

The spectrum of dom/general sexual behavior in Star Wars men by @rexxdjarin

Me and @rexxdjarin's comments on her Afflictions fic

Post

Post

Boba is funny send tweet

Boba's got a way with (written) words

Boba and words 2

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Boba is the sun

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Boba's relationship with being Mandalorian by @deewithani

There's obvs many more but these are the ones I could find again

I hope this was what you were looking for (and coherent lmao) and best of luck with your writing! We all can't wait to see what you come up with for our beloved Boba 💚

No pressure tags if some of these other Boba writers (and anyone else!) want to add anything to this: @rexxdjarin @thefact0rygirl @saradika @acatalystrising @thirsty-boba-fett-posts @bobathirstaccount @deewithani @writingwintermoon

[matchamabs]

look if im gonna have autism i might as well go balls to the wall with my fixations yeah? tho this time i was planning this for a while so,,, im not that unhinged

hello its black raven week time,,,, in like a month

i would push it further into the year but wow looks like mabs got saddled with some rlly shit legal duties!!! so :(( here we are. its time. im done makin the art and fics, this time i wanna see U GUYS do it!! i know there’s been a lot of weeks recently so this is just lax. u can make art in advance or just do one day idc just have fun with it

and as muuuch as i thought abt making a whole new blog for this i decided bleh not worth it + i already have a follower count so instead of doin THAT im just gonna b reblogging LOTS of ur stuff and also with the tag blackravenweek2023 so like shove that info into ur brain as hard as u can

if u cannot read the picture it isssss february 21st to 28th i just noticed i wrote,,,, 21th,,,,, twenty firth,,,

i have day details below the read more!!! look at them. its my gift of clarification 2 u. also obvs if anyone has annnny questions u can summon me in any manner n ill b there. 

no real rules to this one other than dont be a perv. and also don’t be a coward and draw tweeds thin cmon now. also alllll this content DOES include arianna and tony so like. no need to leave them out! let them join the party! 

Day 1 - Black Raven

The creature himself. The frontman n costume of the group! What a good design he is. Go hamwild with him!

Day 2 - Sweets 

or candy if u live over the water. its basically child jet fuel. the one thing that glues them all together!! they all love sweets so ur tasked with drawing them in whichever capacity u like (personally i love chewing nuts but. google doesnt agree with that as a search term apparently......)

Day 3 - Girls

lets be honest. wren and marilyn are the biggest backbone holdin that group together so show em some love! 

Day 4 - Family

do they have families? or are they each others families? maybe its just a dog. whatever u reckon is what we wanna see. (did u know shackwell is louis’ dad. mental.)

Day 5 - Work

they’re kids but they work hard as balls! do u ever wonder just what they get up to behind the scenes to keep the market running? ill bet its super mundane. 

Day 6 - The Spectre

its where we got to see them the most! the events during the spectre, what they got up to before the spectre, maybe just lying in bed bein scared as shit! i mean did u know marilyns house got destroyed by that thing? :(( rip house

Day 7 - Favourite

who is ur favourite member??? i wanna know! i wanna knowww!! 

Day 8 - have fun :) love mabs 

[winterchimez]

💌 moot game! tag/describe your moots whom fits in the categories below:

can always rely on

never misses a post

share the most interest with

have the most in common with

one(s) you look up to

you'd run away and live in a cottage with

spouse material mutual

best personality

never fails to make you laugh

you'd have a crush on if you knew them irl

you absolutely cannot live without

omg thank you for the fun ask anon! hehe here it goes:

can always rely on — @sungbeam @cloverdaisies

beamie my little sweetest meimei whom i love dearly 🥺🫶🏻🩵

and obv my love, clo 💚💚💚 (ps the fact that she always, well almost everyday pops into my dms to ask how has my day went like?? and how we both always listen to each other's rants/irl issues/looking out for one another/giving each other support all the time uggh sweetest ever 😭😭😭)

never misses a post — @zzoguri @flwoie

istg like you both are always literally one of the first to rb/like my works sakajdk i love you both sm 🥹🥹🥹

share the most interest with — @sungbeam @zzoguri

beamie with literally almost everything from kpop to classics to mcu!! also recently discovered that moni is also into anime like i am YAS BAE 😩😩😩🤙🤙🤙

have the most in common with — @sungbeam

i mean almost every single day we'd find something in common with one another, i'd say we're like long lost twinsies 😤

one(s) you look up to — @stealanity @daisyvisions

i find that matty is that big sister that we can all always rely on cs every time she would either randomly pop up in the discord gc/in your asks and drop you a kind/positive message which really just makes your day a whole lot better 🥺🫶🏻

ofc daisy. my ult favourite sangyeon stan!!! i love interacting with her and obv been a fan of her works since coming back to the app back in early feb this year!!

you'd run away and live in a cottage with

all of my loves from the deoboyznet comm!! istg we'll have a blast and party till dawn probably 🤪🤪🤪

spouse material mutual — @stealanity @daisyvisions

obv if they are the ones i look up to, then yes they're def ready for marriage too 😚😚😚 (calling changmin & sangyeon to come pick you both up right this second brb)

best personality — @justalildumpling

honestly, all of my mutuals would fall into this category but im giving j an honorary mention!! bcs we are now emotional support buddies 🥲🥲🥲💓💓💓

never fails to make you laugh — @sungbeam @haet-sal @i520cm @hongyangi

i mean if you look at beamie & my everyday dms, i can guarantee you that 80% of it is either just us laughing our ass off on random topics or unhinged memes 🤡

obv, lacey & ipah are just so freaking hilarious omg??? they truly are the ones who bring chaos & laughter into our gc all the time lmao

and there's dal, making me lose my shit over nsfw content all the time 🫠🫠🫠

you'd have a crush on if you knew them irl — @cupidjyu @hanniluvi @cloverdaisies

hear me out, yumi & soph are literally one of the sweetest ppl you'll ever meet here. every time i interact with them our convo is always just so pure & sweet i love you both loads my cuties 🥰🥰🥰

and clo?? my talented beautiful kween for obvious reasons. 😘💚

you absolutely cannot live without

all of my mutuals!!! 🩵🩵🩵

[murdleandmarot]

I dunno why it's taken me this long to clock all the npmd mentions you've done that weren't even subtle girl(gender neutral) it's been weeks and it just did not enter my brain until now

Anyway

Do you have a Favourite lord in black and/or a Favourite nerd? (Mine are tinky and grace <3<3)

So I first saw this very early in the morning, and I very much misread it as you realizing that I was a girl (gender neutral), which I do think is very very funny anshdhdjf

I am also chuckling at the idea of me very obviously saying ‘Gee I sure do love Starkid’ and you just standing there like 🤔

Hi hello!!!! I do indeed love Starkid, and while npmd isn’t my faaaaaavorite of the hachetfield trilogy, (that honor goes to Black Friday, ily Black Friday), I do love the music and the characters, it’s definitely the most well produced in terms of its music. Very very cool

Ooooo the lord in black question is very difficult…..appearance-wise I’m gonna have to say Nibbly or Blinky. I really like eye motifs and eye imagery, so it’s a natural match.

As for Nibbly, he’s my favorite token™️ lord in black, for the costume and the aesthetic. Love him.

As for overall favorite, I’d have to go with Wiggly, surprisingly. This definitely has to do with my love of Black Friday, but he’s still my favorite overall villain from the trilogy, Jon Matteson’s voice acting is absolutely stellar, and his plush design is so so cool. I made little felt pins of the lord in blacks for Christmas for my friends, and wiggly actually turned out my favorite, he looked so cool. Maybe someday I’ll post some pictures of them lol.

GRACE CHASITY 🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶

She’s SO fucking me fr, that’s just how I am, I love her from the depths of my heart, she’s utterly unhinged <333333

I hope to god that someday I can play her in a show, I’d do SO well. Alto Queens unite!!!!!

Angela’s line read of ‘so you do know the Bible’ has me under lock and KEY, she’s SO mental

As an asexual I’d marry her ily Grace Chasity you will forEVER be famous. Dirty Girl is iconic 😌😌

I’m not really active in the Starkid fandom bc cats obv, but also they scare me like a lot. And don’t seem that friendly 😰 one of them blocked me for my opinion on Ted that I apologized for later, and I agonized over it for a week before realizing that it literally wasn’t my fault lmaooo.

Also I do have some opinions that prolly wouldn’t go over well in there, (I had a lot of feelings about workin’ boys lol)

That being said, going through the tags on the Twisted vs Cats poll is my favorite pastime. It’s so fucking funny to me. The girls are fightinngggggg

[sassmar]

snippet game thing [7 up? what does that mean??!]

tysm @mblematic @soloorganaas @pancakehouse for the tags!! sry i took so long on uh ... one or two of the tags ... just had to wait till they piled up so i could look very popular obvs :). ALSO let's be real life has been quite a lil betch lately and i havent actually written anything in.... a long moment... so anyway here's some more of the unhinged snape pov prank fic i guess cause i can't rly remember what i've already shown the tumblrinas whoops xx

A quarter-past midnight on a Tuesday and Severus found himself alone in a far corner of the Restricted Section, working on a bit of extracurricular research by the soft light of a Lumos—he was crafting an excellent new hex that would instantly lacerate its target—when he heard, very quietly behind him: “Expelliarmus.”

His wand flew from his grip and he turned to see Sirius Black, looming, with a crazed sort of gleam in his eyes.

“What—Black, where the bloody hell did you come from—”

“Gryffindor Tower,” he said, then suddenly, inexplicably laughed.  “Or Walburga’s cunt, if you want the graphic origin story.”

“How did you find me here.”

“Magic, Snape.  We go to a school for wizards, if you hadn’t noticed?  I could find you anywhere in this castle in five seconds flat.”

Severus glared.  His heart was beating double-time and he tried to stifle the quickening of his breaths as he gathered his strength for a bit of wandless magic—

“Oh, I don’t think so,” said Black, cornering him and pinning him against the wall, one hand gripping—bruising—Severus’s wrist.  “I’m faster than you, and I always will be.  Best just stay put, you’ll get your wand back soon enough.”

tagging @shipsnsails @billsfangearring @broomsticks @maybebabyplease no pressure y'all <3<3

[hedgewyse]

Tag 9 people you want to get to know better Tagged by @dummerjan, @misspoetree, @letsabandonthisworld (I got around to it eventually!)

Three ships

I love power dynamics in ships, and people who absolutely should not be together. I love people who could destroy one another if they chose to. Whose family or society would be horrified they are together. Bonus points if they are definitely fucking each other up, but continue anyway.

Dongfang Qingcang/Shangque - Love between fairy and devil Ghostship

I love the idea that Shangque is this ancient, powerful dragon but is utterly devoted to Qingcang, knows all his habits, looks after his little mood swings, let's him feel like he's in control even though he probably knows rightly how to manipulate him if he wanted to. Qingcang is the definition of cringefail edgy villain who tries not to show that he's squishy in the middle but only for the right people.

VegasKim - Kinnporsche Ghostship

I really don't care at all about the cousins angle here. When you take a step back and think, our weirdness about that is rooted in concerns around genetic risks and that's uh, not really an issue with same-sex stuff, y'know? Anyway, no, the bit that does it for me is that both families would be outraged, and that they are both utterly tough and unhinged about the family business and absolutely could destroy one another. And they are definitely fucking up each other's lives, ambitions, and self-identity.

Gahan - The Devil Judge main co-stars

Kim Gaon and Kang Yohan are so clearly into each other. So much fascination with each other, how the others operates, what motivates them, the grudging respect. But also just really hot for it. The roaming eyes on both sides when shirts are off. The moments of softness Yohan allows to slip out, the moments of brokenness and anger that Gaon suffers Yohan to witness, how they betray each other but are inexorably drawn together again anyway. I love the moment Yohan risks discovery to save Gaon. I love the moment Gaon risks his life to go down with Yohan. I love both gradually realising the other will come to rescue them, no matter what the risk. I love the age gap. I love how different they are, and how they are two broken pieces which fit together perfectly nonetheless. It's messy and beautiful.

Honorable mentions: WangXian ults, obvs. But I can't put them in every single one of these so I'm trying to branch out.

First ever ship - BtVS: Sprusilla

The second I laid eyes on Drusilla and her graceful, syrupy brand of crazy I was in love, and Spike is such a cringefail dark little villain I was always going to fall for him. They are perfect together. I wish they'd had a spin off series Bonnie&Clyde-ing all over Europe.

Last song

I got this recc from a fanfic. Fucken love when people have fic songs! Set the vibe, queen, I wanna cosy up in your brain.

Last movie - Wandering Earth

Currently reading

Mastering Active Directory by Dishan Francis. Don't even ask, honestly.

But I pretty much read some kind of snuggly fanfic every night to get to sleep - I need my 'literal sleeping together' angst fix.

Currently watching

Just finished Physical: 100 (the women! 👀👀👀) and Moonlight Chicken (this was my first FourthGemini and I am SOLD, holy smokes).

Deciding now between The Glory, Interview with the Vampire (which I'm resuming at ep 5 after the friend I was watching with got distracted by his girl and I am tired of waiting), and I'll probably cave to My School President even though I hate school BLs because of the aforementioned FourthGemini. I'm also still in the middle of Taxi Driver and a rewatch of Magicians with a different friend.

Currently consuming

It's been a really hard month so I've gone back to comfort food; so sweet and sour chicken, pad thai, garlic ramen. And still burning toast every time I come home drunk, lol.

Currently craving

I dunno. Friends who actually want to dance as something more than just pulling at the club? Skinship? An occasional twink to spoil? A deeper conversation? Carrot cake?

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Pretty sure everyone has done it already, but just in case, tagging @hilema @negrowhat @dream-thief-forever-amen @cloudburst-ink @eyesof-kkomi @staytotheend @saturnskyline @hoe-for-jihyo @sinistergooseberries

[tea-with-evan-and-me]

Rosa is flexing on her stories that Natalie saw her story (she obvs tagged her and Evan's sister for some paranoid cringey second hand embarrassment reason?) . Natalie should stay away from seeing anyone's story that is tagging her if it's not someone she follows I think, otherwise it's just really embarrassing knowing that this poor girl is seeing this kinda stuff that is definitely NOT a fair estimate of what Evan's fans are like 😟

The only reason I can see Natalie being okay with looking is to keep tabs on some of the more unhinged followers I mean there’s no way that she and her friends don’t see the other accounts where Rosa is being disrespectful and nasty towards her especially the friends with private accounts who are accepting follows from randoms…..at least that’s what I hope.

Gawd I feel sorry for Rosa’s entire country having to be affiliated with her….bitch is embarrassing 😔

she and that one weird girl from twitter who likes ariana grande are bringing shame to brazil. we can't stand for it. we're gonna fix this and bring evan to brazil.

[talistheintrovert]

reveal your watch & rewatch drama list

big thanks to @liyazaki for tagging me in this, i hope you like unhinged nonsense ldskfghdjkfg

CURRENTLY WATCHING:

The Eclipse (thai)

Vice Versa (thai)

Cafe Minamdang (it's over now i just need to power through and finish it) (kdrama)

Alchemy of Souls (kdrama)

Double (jdrama)

War of Y (thai)

Bad Thief, Good Thief (kdrama) (i started this MONTHS ago but it's one of those 50 episode ones so i've been staggering it)

Love in the Air (thai)

DMBJ (shows other than Sound of Providence and Ultimate Note lmao)

STARTING SOON (using Mor's category): 

Adamas (kdrama)

Doctor Lawyer (kdrama)

Big Mouth (kdrama)

21 Days Theory (thai)

Dear Doctor (thai)

Today's Webtoon (kdrama)

REWATCHING (my go-to's or recents): 

Sound of Providence (china). that's it, that's the list. it's on LOOP BABEYYYY. i cannot stop. i am frankly deranged. i cannot get enough. they own my entire heart, soul and ass.

LOOKING FORWARD TO: 

Between Us (thai)

GAP (thai)

The Fabulous (kdrama)

The Borrowed Body (kdrama)

zero pressure tagging obvs @7nessasaryevils @minhhyung @chanagun @surajmukhis @natrosette @actually-yikes and anybody else who wants to do it

i won't lie i left some stuff off, but only because it was getting a bit long lkdsjfghdflkhgdk

[narastories]

enjou brainrot #1

ramblings that will interest exactly no one which is completely fine bc this is my blog and I do what I want lol

feel free to blacklist my genshin tag btw “genshin impact ate my brain” to avoid such things

As predicted I totally did not spend a good hour going down the League of Legends Rhaast rabbit hole. Nope. I’m innocent.

Okay fine, I did. I also watched an interview with Neil Kaplan and he looks like such a cool guy. I can totally see him voicing Enjou. Head canon/suspicion accepted.

Rhaast is like Childe. Unhinged, bloodthirsty, very entertaining. 30% cheesy villain lines, which are only excused by the ASMR worthy voice acting, 30% funny as hell, 30% mind in the gutter, why would you say that in a not-sexy context lmao I’m obv not familiar with that game but that is my impression and it was an entertaining rabbit hole

I also watched the 2.5 trailer again and some speculation videos. I was a bit conflicted bc some people seem to think we’ll team up with Enjou and some people think we’ll fight him again and it wasn’t adding up to me.

My personal prediction is that Enjou’s lines are cut together in the trailer. I think in the story they won’t be said in that order, or right after each other. So I think the line “I would say this is a nice surprise, but... it’s really not that surprising” does not refer to “What’s with you joining forces with them” as in the nice surprise/not surprise isn’t us teaming up with an unlikely ally. I also, unfortunately don’t think we’ll team up with Enjou bc he says “them” and not “us”. That’s just my personal take. (Mainly because he sounds perplexed about us teaming up with this party, but in the other line he is happy and not surprised. So maybe he’s just happy to see us and really not surprised that the Traveler would be in the middle of this crisis too bc things generally seem to blow up around him.)

Anyway. I’m so excited to see him again. Thank you for coming to my ted talk lol

[kazuwhora]

Hey kc ship yourself and your moots with tokyo revengers characters if you didn’t already do it! We want to know more about you and Koko!

how am I supposed to ship anyone with anyone but myself ????? I'm only gonna do a small handful of moots so if you see this and u weren't tagged don't take it personal! I literally just looked at my notifications and picked the first group I saw.

my top 3 self ships are tora, koko, and sanzu. for me and tora, he has mommy and daddy issues and I'm there to be both for him. he's so needy and whiny and I'm a service dom so it makes so much sense <3 I let him indulge in whatever he wants and I'm never mean to him. koko and I both like a power struggle but in the end koko is a bratty switch that I like to put in his place. where kazu hangs off of me, koko hangs on to me. in public he's very high and mighty which I am too so that makes for two bad bitches making everyone feel like garbage for even existing in our presence. me and sanzu are just chaotic. we're both the same mbti and sanzu is my top tokyorev kin. we're loud and chaotic and aggressive and toxic but in the best way possible because as soon as it comes to anything sexual he's on his knees begging for me. but we're perfect for each other bc our minds work the same way. anyways.

@cumfuyu besides me, I will always ship sar with tora or mitsuya. tora because tora is our gf and we share her. mitsuya bc sar needs someone who is understanding and sympathetic of emotions and someone who can give him the time of day to stop and validate them. mitsuya is an infj so he's really good at being the counsellor friend while still providing a level of emotional validation and sympathy that sar needs <3

@dracutora listen as a baji kin as well as a sanzu kin duckie needs someone who is fucking off their rocker but stable enough to be the voice of reason. sanzu is a little too off his rocker and he lacks the stability, but baji has a nice balance of both. off his rocker when he wants to be, stable when he needs to be. but duckie needs to be the most off their rocker in the relationship so they aren't outshined which is why baji works so well here.

@wakaslut I'm gonna say rindou as the top ship mostly because I think if anyone is gonna be happy to not go out 5 times a day it's rindou. he's completely happy to just sit and hang out and chill inside, not really seeing the point in someone going out, coming back, going out again, so on and so forth. he wants to do one weekly outing where all the tasks are managed at once and that's it. however rindou isn't afraid to have fun either, and I think he'd be the one most capable of bringing out that side in the duo because his approach is much less in your face obnoxious.

@01-1987 HELP I WANNA SAY SANZU BUT I CANT STOP MYSELF FROM SAYING IZANA. so ofc we're gonna go with sanzu which we all know but izana as well just feels??? like it works here??? izana is a lot like sanzu in the way that he is unhinged and toxic. but izana I think has a little bit more of a desire to be nurtured whereas sanzu has more of a desire to nurture and in this case I think both work, but izana brings out that protagonist tanjiro-type aura that comes with being an enfj in aly a little bit more and I think thats underrated and cute

@r-indou sweet ran he is the perfect amount of silly extroversion with just the right amount of room reading abilities for this pair to work. I think the levels of enjoyment and pure fun between this pair is what makes it so special and adorable. both are just here for a good time, to have fun and be loved, and both nurture that aspect in each other really well I think

@nanaminshousewife this is someone who deserves nothing but the best. im sticking solely to tokyorev for this round of ship asks and if I had to pick it would be shinichiro. everything about him is harmonious and sweet which is exactly how you are and you deserve someone who can give you the same love and energy back.

@manjiroro pls I'm obvs gonna say mikey because sweet baby mikey needs some love and someone who will openly love him without hesitation. he needs someone who will care for him unapologetically and announce their love for him without second guesses. he wants someone who will talk about him online and post pictures of him and tag him in things and post him on their story and who better to give that love than kai <3

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if anyone is still curious as to why tumblr is/has been slowly dying for years it's this, a rant on this beautiful sunday morning:

personally, I don't ~care~ much about this blog, I love Anne, always have always will and just hope this blog brings you joy depsite me being inactive as hell, I don't care about the numbers, never have, never will, none of the creators really do, but this is disheartening

I feel like Anne doesn't have the wildest/biggest/most active fandom, but then we get Cannes, Anne is looking phenomenal, the tags come to life, big and small creators are putting out high quality edits and gifs left and right and they get a total of *checks notes* 10 reblogs

literally, in the past two weeks this blog with thousands of followers got a whole 10 reblogs on posts that were peak quality

the rest is likes

nobody sees your likes

if you wanna show appreciation to a creator pls reblog

I would even understand "not wanting to ruin the blog aesthetic" with meme posts or whatever but like 99% of tumblr blogs don't even bother with putting up a theme these days so?? and we're not talking about memes and shitposts, we're talking about high quality contributions.

this is a stunning artwork:

gorgeous black and white photoset:

gifs in a quality beyond my imagination:

if you don't reblog NOONE SEES THE POST

nobody sees your likes

if you don't reblog nobody else gets a chance to like/reblog either

please reblog people, not to drive my notes count up - again, idc - but to drive the creators' notes count up so that they will keep creating gifs and artwork for you to enjoy!! if you don't reblog there will be less and less creations

and again - I don't care if this blog has 2 follower or 2k, it doesn't matter as long as it brings people joy. but as someone who gifs herself it really sucks seeing people pour hours into making gifs or drawing art, only to have a reblog : like ratio of 1 : 6. and for like 100 people to see it when it easily could've been thousands

obv people who write, share art, make gifs, etc do it mostly for themselves but when it doesn't get any recognition - why share it? why bother putting it up on the internet? and that's what worries me

I want content thrown at me when I enter this site and it's just not really happening anymore and I know why

and I am obviously happy about and appreciate every single person who follows and interacts with the posts in any way. I don't mean to insult or call out anyone, I am talking about the big picture. you're on tumblr. if you wanna like posts follow your favorite celebrity on instagram and be done with it. if you want to see awesome gifs and read unhinged headcanons about your fandoms then stay here and reblog whatever gets thrown at you that makes you feel anything.