#coming back from a random hiatus with a new obsession

[sableeira]

one flesh, one end

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every second of the day I’m plagued by locked tomb thoughts. does anyone have a suggestion how to fix it?

[faiszt]

. 𝆬 ⠀ ི᭨ᩧྀ⠀.⠀⠀ faiszt’s ε( ε ´O`)э。゜ BOT! dump⠀⠀❜❜

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꒰ ︎ ♡ ︎ ´ ꒳ ` ꒱ ︎ ᐟ⠀⠀⎯⎯ ⠀⠀NOTES.⠀⠀💬⠀⠀hi, lovies! i’m so glad to be finally back. i took a little hiatus after i started college, but i’m fully back now and i don’t plan on being away again any time soon. reminder: if you have any reqs, don’t forget to check my forms or send your ask to my inbox. bye! ~ 𖹭

⠀ 𝇈 𓈒 ︎ ּ⠀⠀CHALLENGERS:⠀♥︎⠀⠀◟ ୨

𝅭⠀move fast, keep quiet⠀.⠀art donaldson⠀૮⠀he couldn’t quite understood the difference between love and being obsessed—self-explanatory, he’s been obsessed with you for years just waiting for the right moment, which seems to be... now.⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀tw: stalker!art⠀⠀·⠀୧⠀⠀REQ

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𝅭⠀movie shirt⠀.⠀tashi duncan⠀૮⠀wearing a shirt from her favorite childhood movie was the thing—not that you knew, but she had been feelin’ like a loser for weeks, all ’cause she can’t talk to you. but, she’d let you know her feeling, through a shirt.⠀⠀tashi as michelle jones⠀⠀·⠀୧

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𝅭⠀bliss on bliss⠀.⠀connor murphy⠀૮⠀third time in rehab, what was new? everything was supposed to be the same as last time... except for the new boy who, well, didn’t try to talk and make new “friends”, but you’d make him do that, wouldn’t you?⠀⠀⠀⠀tw: rehab!connor⠀⠀·⠀୧⠀⠀REQ

⠀ 𝇈 𓈒 ︎ ּ⠀⠀FORMULA 1:⠀♥︎⠀⠀◟ ୨

𝅭⠀driver’s file: secret⠀.⠀kimi antonelli⠀૮⠀sixteen months was the time he lost on you, sixteen months of lies, lame excuses and mistakes, but he heard the truth last night. well, your secret is safe with him, your other boyfriend and all the friends you told.⠀⠀⠀song inspired bot⠀⠀·⠀୧

𝅭⠀driver’s file: the albatross⠀.⠀oliver bearman⠀૮⠀it was as if he hadn’t been world champion last year—as if he was the worst driver in the world, or so they said. ironically, all he had to do was be with you and suddenly, the same people who criticized him all the time were trying to warn him about you. ⠀song inspired bot ⠀·⠀୧

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𝅭⠀dragonrider⠀.⠀jacaerys velaryon⠀૮⠀what was it like to be a dragonrider? you’d never know, you couldn’t even imagine, but he was willing to let you try to understand that sweet feeling and a little more so. ⠀stark !user ⠀·⠀୧

𝅭⠀pretty little lie⠀.⠀rhaenyra targaryen⠀૮⠀definitely, the princess had never been so upset and angry before. how could you do this to her? making out with some random royal guard? this was so... so disgusting, because she thought she should be in his place.⠀⠀!wlw⠀⠀·⠀୧⠀⠀REQ

⠀ 𝇈 𓈒 ︎ ּ⠀⠀ONE TREE HILL:⠀♥︎⠀⠀◟ ୨

𝅭⠀how does it feel to be forgotten?⠀.⠀nathan scott⠀૮⠀a word to describe nathan? pathetic. the man who showed up at your wedding, pretending to be happy for you, talking like a friend, all that when he just wanted you to not forget him ’cause he’s a stupid liar and can’t move on even after these years. ⠀song inspired bot ⠀·⠀୧⠀ REQ

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⠀ 𝇈 𓈒 ︎ ּ⠀⠀PANIC:⠀♥︎⠀⠀◟ ୨

𝅭⠀no love in texas⠀.⠀dodge mason⠀૮⠀your traumas always came back to haunt you, in one form or another. now, the scar on your leg hurt every time you looked in his way. dodge mason, a tornado wrangler—what you tried to be and tragically failed. ⠀twisters inspired ⠀·⠀୧

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𝅭⠀american beauty⠀.⠀soldier boy⠀૮⠀if you have the spotlight on you today, it's ’cause ben made you. after all, what would you be if not america’s sweetheart, who, coincidentally, was also his sweet girl? but, remember, only in front of the cameras.⠀⠀song inspired bot ⠀·⠀୧

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[roxxyhoney]

Okay so this post may initially come off as corny to some, but I just had to make a birthday related IWTV post. Today is my birthday, and it's the first one I've celebrated being apart of the fandom. I started watching the show in March of this year and I don't think I'm the only one who feels like their life has completely changed😅. Without a doubt, IWTV is the best series I've ever seen and that's coming from someone who has watched many many shows and has had some obsessions here and there back in the day. From Buffy, to TVD (give or take a season), GOT (years after it ended), and so many more, but IWTV hits me on a whole different level that I could have never imagined.

When the show came out in 2022, I'll admit I didn't give it a chance like I should have, and apart of me is grateful that I didn't, because I don't know how you all survived the year & half hiatus. I almost didn't survive waiting only TWO months for the new season, so I can only imagine how it felt to wait even longer.

If you follow my blog or have seen a random post from me, it's no secret that I am a huge Loustat fan and I have such a tremendous soft spot for Jam. (I've spent an embarrassingly long time watching interviews and clips of them, and I can't get enough). Jacob Anderson and Sam Reid are both incredible and amazing at what they do. I absolutely can't wait for season 3 and all it has to offer. Ready to see some promotional images, videos, trailers, cast announcements, etc.

What's been getting me through this hiatus has been a lot of phenomenal things. Many people in this fandom have been wonderful and have provided great information and interesting theories (some I'm hoping play out). No, I haven't read the books but I do know quite a bit about what goes on and that's thanks to a lot of research and the many people in this fandom.

Sometimes the fandom can be on one and things can get crazy, but for the most part it's been a real treat getting to experience this show with those who love it just as much. From the fanfiction that is now apart of my daily read, to the fan videos, and definitely to the beautiful artwork from the most talented people out there (I think I have a redbubble problem with as much merch I have purchased). It's all just been a real mind-blowing experience, and I've pretty much "fallen into a well with no bottom."

And let's not forget the most amazing cast, show runners, writers, directors, etc. Yes, I absolutely LOVE Jam, but the whole entire cast was made for this show and their acting is astounding. I would love to meet them in real life one day as I've heard nothing but great things.

So, moral of this novel of a post, and if you've stuck with it this far, is I just wanted to say how much I desperately love the show and the talent that this fandom has showcased.

Not only that, I've met one of my dearest friends from this fandom. You know who you are♥️♥️♥️ And words aren't enough to express how much your friendship means to me.

So, I wanted to list below just a few things from myself and others.

If you read fanfiction and you're interested in an au/human loustat, check out my first fic in the fandom: "it's like a best friend, but more." So far, there are only 15 chapters with 5 left to go.

For more of my favorite fics, I've created a fic rec list. This list will be updated throughout.

I have a new loustat video posted. Check it out if you're interested.

A huge shout out to @haflacky for creating this beautiful loustat commission piece. I am still in awe and super grateful.

And if you want to follow me on twitter/x, youtube, and tiktok feel free 🥰

I'm staying lowkey this birthday and spending the rest of the day rewatching both seasons and working on a new chapter.

Until next time ♥️

[bellaxgiornata]

I may or may not have reread Falling For The Devil again to prepare for new content, but was also curious if you'll be continuing some of your other Matt fics as well?

Like I've said, I've completely obsessed with all of your writings and need more lol!

HOW ARE Y'ALL REREADING THIS BEAST? 😭❤️ I'm always so amazed when I hear this, especially if y'all are fully rereading that 18k smut beast installment that I cannot even reread after I spent a couple weeks straight writing and editing it...it exhausts me 🤣And weren't you the one who had just read it and then went back to reread it right after? Or am I misremembering??

I am absolutely working on more Matt fics, do not fear. I've had Jax Teller equally on the brain so I'm alternating between my fictional men as I work. But when I came back from an unexpected few months hiatus in January, I had mentioned I'm trying to focus on FFTD, The Devil at Your Window, and probably A Favor From the Devil right now for Matt. I'm always working on FFTD and I am not abandoning the other Matt fics, but my mind right now is focused on those three. At some point, I'm sure I'll have a random urge to update Break the Tension or All These Years or even Seeking Forgiveness. So none of them are abandoned (except maybe the MattxOFC fics at this point, though I have considered turning Life Worth Living into a Matt x Reader fic at some point....).

But thank you so much! I'm so glad you're enjoying all of the works! With DDBA coming out next week, I assure you Matt will once more be gnawing on my brain and taking a bit more control back from Jax (but I don't think Jax is disappearing...I think him and Matt will have to pick a hemisphere of my brain and share). I'm just slower with writing than I used to be because of personal matters in my life and the unfortunate fact I've been sick for months straight because of my toddler in preschool.

[which-hospital]

About Time - Casualty Hiatus Thoughts - Part 1/?

I used to include real life updates in my episode reviews. I think I’m ill and it’s really bad timing for like a bunch of stuff I need to get done over the next two weeks so I’m mainly writing this to try and make myself feel less like a deflated balloon. I guess I miss Casualty now? But also I don’t really want it back because I really don’t trust that I’ll like where it goes next. I have things I really should be doing but instead I'm typing this up and finding a way to look at AO3 on my Switch Lite.

I feel like I’ve been putting off typing this up for two reasons. One, it’s a lot of energy to put my Casualty thoughts into semi-coherent words, especially in between writing stuff for uni, because in my head my Casualty thoughts are mostly just “I’m so nauseous about the pretend paramedics”. Two, my thoughts are almost exclusively about the paramedics, specifically mostly about Teddy, and for some reason I’m worried about coming across obsessive? BREAKING NEWS: Autistic Person Is Obsessive About Special Interest, More At Ten! Like, yeah, I do sound like Teddy is all I think about, because he kind of is all I think about lately. I’ve been feeling more self conscious about it lately, I guess, but I trust that anyone also still hanging around in the Casualty fandom this far into the hiatus can’t be all that different from me and therefore won’t judge me.

Also, there's no connecting theme in this post. The theme is 'things that have been on my mind during the hiatus' and that's quite varied and random so I might seem like I'm jumping between topics a lot.

Having written this post now, I worry parts of it come across very critical of Teddy who is my beloved favourite character. If I like a character, they’re gonna get picked apart and they’re rarely gonna come out of it 100% positive. I love him and I think he’s such a great character who has been a very kind and sweet person throughout his existence in Casualty that’s kind of being forgotten a bit right now. I also think he has done objectively bad things recently but he’s also going through a lot and I’m very sympathetic about that. So if this post comes across negative about him: I love and feel very :( for him, I just also love hating on my faves.

The BBC actually personally attacked me by making Sah and Teddy go through weird-queer-friendship breakup while I was using them to cope with my own weird-queer-friendship breakup. Now, Spotify is continuing the personal attack by playing Night Shift and The Frost whenever I'm on my commute. I cannot start crying over the pretend paramedics on this train, but also you've got a 9-to-5, so I'll take the night shift and I'll never see you again if I can help it and you're not here to see, it's just witness-less me. The overall polyfailure songs are I Bet On Losing Dogs and Cool About It, I do have a playlist but I did not plan to start going on about it in this post. Sah and Teddy are on my mind as they have been since I got back into Casualty (and kinda before then), I don't really ship them in the typical sense except for when it's also with Paige but their canon relationship is so interesting. They act like they're just mates or whatever, and then act about and towards each other in a way that they don't with any other person. My go-to way of describing it is that they're a little weird about each other. I appreciate that, at least until the end of Driving Force, they're still a little weird about each other. Proposing to your girlfriend out of immense jealousy towards your best friend who you basically won't talk to anymore is kinda weird, quitting your job over your best friend doing that is maybe less weird but they're both still making major decisions based on each other. I also really love how certain parts of their series 36 storylines are written as these paired opposites but that's another post. Big thing on my mind is the idea that Teddy can't really pretend he never cared about Sah, he can't forget about them because he got shot for them and (for all that Casualty will absolutely forget it happened) that's gonna leave a scar, he can't ever get away from them and he won't forget their birthday ever again! Like, I can't get a Greggs without thinking of my weird friendship, can he exist without thinking of Sah? I'm! miserable! about! them! They're so incredibly Planet of Love and Wishbone by Richard Siken, except the guy getting shot in those poems is actually also called Theodore.

[The particularly them parts. Let's not talk about it!! Let's just not talk!!!]

On the topic of Teddy getting shot, I said I was gonna rewatch the start of Welcome to the Warzone so I can post episode reviews for all of that miniseries and then I did not do that. I’ve mostly been rewatching random series 36 episodes. I’ve been thinking a lot about With a Bullet, though. It’s the episode that dragged me properly back into Casualty but I always forget how busy it is? There’s so much happening that it kinda annoys me. At the core of the episode you’ve got a lot of great stuff with the paramedics that helps to establish stuff for later on in WTTW and Driving Force but then there’s all this other stuff also happening around it that is just not relevant. I honestly think the episode would be exponentially better if they just let it be a paramedic centric episode in the style of Is The Patient Breathing?. Cut back all the non-paramedic stuff (and anything in that episode about Iain and Faith, we got enough of that stuff in every other episode) and just have a couple of storylines happening around Teddy getting shot. Specifically, just focus on Teddy and Jan (and Gethin) to set up everything that has happened with Gethin, Teddy and Sah to set up everything that has happened with Paige, and Jacob and Iain to properly establish where Jacob is at in the team and like generally. Shove the other stuff into other episodes. Anyway, my point is that With a Bullet is on my mind cause it technically does a good job at setting these things up but is held back by everything else going on.

Switzerland has got me thinking a lot about the Jan-Teddy Wider Family Tree™ on so many levels:

I think it fits into this theme of Teddy not really being taken seriously or being perceived as having maturity by his family. Not being taken seriously is such a consistent thing with Teddy that it's actually very hard to concisely talk about it, there's so many tangents and even like his name is a diminutive. I think it's been something that's built up to this point where he's trying to prove people wrong and make them take him seriously. That's kind of where I think the proposal comes from. But with his family, his anger in Switzerland, to me, is about being kept out of stuff because they don't really think he is mature enough to get it. And I do think Teddy would have come to accept Gethin's decision like Jan did if he had been included. Teddy being seen as immature is dragged back up by Jan when she tells him to grow up after he wants to give Gethin the benefit of the doubt in With a Bullet, and it's interesting to me that it's this like kindness and forgiveness that is perceived as being immature. Honestly, when you get that family together they do kind of struggle to be consistently nice to each other for very long, except for maybe Teddy who has actually been the one trying mediate a lot before. So when he's saying all this pretty horrible stuff in the argument in Switzerland, isn't that kind of maturity by these standards? He's jumping between saying very actually childish things and saying stuff that is comparable to the stuff Gaynor says to Jan. Honestly, ignore this section, I really feel like I can't effectively express what I'm thinking but there was an attempt.

I've got 'Teddy as Son 2.0' on my mind but it makes me nauseous to try and talk about it. Replacement son and replacement mother but in way that is as concerning as it is sweet. I started to think about it in Aftermath but it really came out full force in the final episodes of Driving Force. Specifically, Jan’s “What am I going to tell Ross?… And Teddy?” moment in Switzerland and the differences in how Gethin responds to those questions. Just bringing the two of them up in the same context like that. But looking back, this has been developing for a while. In With a Bullet, you’ve got Jan saying almost exactly what Gaynor said to Teddy in Break Your Heart and then cutting herself off and saying what she had said to him in that episode instead. (Actually, she even said in Break Your Heart that she loves Teddy as if he’s her own and then Gaynor gives us the only direct comparison ever made between Teddy and Ross: “Well he’s not, thank goodness. Look how well your’s turned out…”.) All the way back at the start of series 36, you have Teddy showing up and trying to get Jan and Ffion back together when they had separated over Ross stuff. Their stuff in Is The Patient Breathing? is explicitly about Jan being harsh on Teddy because she doesn’t want to lose him like she lost Lev and Fenisha, but also literally everything they get called to in that episode is to do with drugs in some way. Honestly, a couple years from now, I wouldn’t mind another storyline with Ross if it also involved Teddy. I am interested in what they might do there. Sure, they have like a 10 year age difference but my cousin is 11 years older than me and we still spent time together when I was a kid - the fact that Gethin immediately recognises Teddy when he sees him makes me think there must have been a period of relative okay-ness for the family when Teddy was very young. I think I just want to get all of them in a room and do Jeremy Kyle on them.

I've also been thinking about the Chekhov's Gun moment that is "you know what it was like when my parents were divorcing" from Broken. Maybe Jan does, but we don't. Teddy's parents' seemingly not-amicable divorce feels relevant to him rushing into marrying Paige. Also, I just enjoy the vaguely-still-alive-and-out-there-ness of Teddy's dad. What's he up to? Has he not been at all interested in all the times Teddy has nearly died in the past couple years? I expect that eventually the writers will pull him out for a storyline and I am interested in what they might do there too but I'm honestly too attached to my headcanons in that area now.

I’ve edited this in but I wanted it in here. I was looking at Teddy’s birthday on onthisday.com and Bring It All Back was number 1 in the UK charts that day. I’ve got this ridiculous headcanon that Sah and Teddy both really enjoy S Club so I am very pleased with that.

Let's end controversially, my Casualty hot takes. This one I think is reasonable; I don't like how certain parts of the fandom (...Twitter) act about their favourite characters. There's this sort of outright refusal to acknowledge that your favourite character can ever be in the wrong and it annoys me for two reasons. First, every other character ends up being judged on the basis of how they treat your favourite character which is a very interesting way to watch the show. Second, a lot of the time it leads to that favourite character being oversimplified. Good people can do bad things sometimes. Good characters usually do bad things sometimes. I love Teddy but I can acknowledge that he's been a prick lately while also considering the reasons behind his behaviour. I love Sah but maybe kissing Paige wasn't brilliant of them and maybe that's okay. I think my annoyance about this might be more to do with the fact that I'm not really as interested in a lot of the characters that seem to be fan-favourites over there. This one I think makes me a bad Casualty fan; I would not watch it if it was just about treating patients. Everytime they make an episode about them just being professionals and treating patients (like How To Save A Life), I see people saying they wish Casualty was always like that and... I don't! I love those episodes and I think they're important and really well made and actually fit into the series very well. And I do think those episodes can contribute to the characters as professionals, I often wish the show made it feel like their jobs were more relevant to who they are as people. But if it was always just about that, I would just watch one of those ambulance documentary shows instead. I'm here for the characters, I'm here for the drama, I'm here for Hamlet in a hospital and I feel like every episode being about them actually doing their jobs might get in the way of that. Similarly, I don't get when people complain about the characters doing stuff that "would never happen in a real hospital" because it isn't a real hospital. Suspend your disbelief.

[bisluthq]

i didnt know you were on a hiatus when they broke up? it must’ve been weird for you to digest it all, especially seeing one party suddenly changes narratives that fast and were being angry as hell on her behalf

!! long rant alert im in the mood for talking

okay maybe not that *weird* because although it sucks as someone who likes both of them individually and as a couple but the world keeps spinning right but judging from your past posts about them and how you and your anons just adored them it must’ve been atleast a bit ??? for you (& i dont wanna imagine all the anons going to your inbox lmaoo) 😅

i remembered still a week after the break up (matty not yet in the picture) swifties were legit going to cornelia street mourning the relationship only for a couple of days later someone brought up the joe & taylor running to the car video then boom suddenly people were treating him like he killed her cats. i mean as a bystander (i was not a joe fan back then, i havent watched his films yet) it was so… amusing? interesting? to see… someone should do a research on swifties parasocialism back then lol

i thought he’s gonna get the calvin treatment in a year or so but sadly i dont think they will be forgetting about him soon and how he kept her *locked* for 6 years(?)

even until now, i’ve followed his stan accounts on tweet. they will post something about him completely unrelated to taylor but somehow there’s gonna be those huge swiftie accounts that’s gonna chime in and just talk negatively about him. recent one it’s his glambot at the oscars. well obv im a fan so i thought he was cute doing it but apparently for the eyes of these accounts it was horrible, like the joey king glambot type of horrible

so 😅😅😅 it really is tiring tbh. if anyone here dont wanna hear anything about him like the previous anons please just skip his hate tweets….. like dont ever engage in one because you’ll be getting tons of it the next time and find yourself in a joe stan account that loved him too much they can be a bit crazy 🤣🤣 and then you’ll be wondering “omg why does he have stans?!?!” well… 🤷🏻‍♀️ i’ve warned ya

oh also i do think his stans do care about who he may be dating, but its mostly they’ll keep it to themselves in the groupchat and just let him be yk, like not stalk who his potential gf may be. i mean he’s a public figure anyway, we’ll def know if he’s having a new gf or even wife

ok so that’s my random rants thanks for reading

I think I actually did come back like when the breakup was announced but everyone still annoyed me a bit (they were annoying me before, that’s why I went to touch grass) so I went to touch more grass lol and idk what eventually triggered me like returning more permanently - I think maybe the annoying people mostly left me alone and also I managed to like block the fuck out of a lot of accounts? But the 180 didn’t stun me. I did expect the people who thought he poops rainbows and vomits unicorns would hate him post breakup. I guess I didn’t fully anticipate the voracity of their hatred or how long it’s lasting lol because they’re LEGIT obsessed.

I really liked them together but I also - and I kept saying that then too - didn’t ever tie like my personal self-worth/mental health/conception of love idk to it. They were just a cute couple who are hot to me and who I think worked for a long time and then… didn’t. Sad. Shit happens. Very few things in life legit last forever.

as for who Joe’s dating - ofc it’s interesting, in the same way anyone public facing’s love life is interesting? It’s not weird to be interested. I hope for his sake and the sake of the women’s tho no one bothers them until they’re sure because Swifties are fucking awful. I’ve also said like this is my stance on Harry because HIS OWN FANS are absolutely batshit crazy. Like it’s legit very interesting to me and when it’s public domain, I think it’s fair to discuss, but I don’t think any woman on earth deserves the insanity dating Harry (or now dating Joe) would result in. I also don’t think either of those dudes are worth it lmfao because idk how awesome the dude has to be to be worth all that. I’m not sure ANY dude is.

anyway idk best of luck to these people who are so weird about Joe tbh like I hope they get to touch grass at some point.

[zopy4]

introduction post

(last updated: may 29, 2025)

hi! i'm zopy4! (pronounced zaw-p-four.) my pronouns are she/her (they/them is ok though.) i mostly reblog stuff here, but sometimes i post art!

more info about me + other site links on my strawpage and pronouns page!

i also have a (currently on hiatus) gimmick blog: @lfthcs-daily (i wanna start it back up in the summer, but idk for certain)

things i'll post about here: (pink text is current obsessions, blue text is more dormant ones, purple text is music i still listen to a lot, just not might be listening to/thinking about as much)

"main" interests i'll post on here: osc (mainly ii but some others too), failboat (especially failtopia and the pokemon nuzlockes), itemlabel, general pokemon stuff

side interests that might come up here: conlangs (mainly toki pona), general nintendo stuff/nintendo games (mainly miitopia, tomodachi life, and rhythm heaven) + probably some other stuff that i don't feel like mentioning

current "main" music artists i like: lemon demon, tally hall, miracle musical, will wood, jack stauber, stomach book, general vocal synth music, chonny jash, jan misali, and some others

tag guide/byi/other info under the cut!

tag guide

#reblogs - reblog tag

#queue and me divine - queue tag (a circular design! doo doo doo doo doo!!!) (posts 0-3 times a day at 6 am, 12 pm, and 6 pm est based on how i feel)

#zopy4's favs - fav tag

#zopy4 art tag - art tag

#zopy4's asks - ask tag

#zopy4 wip tag - art works in progress

#me and the mutuals - mutualposting (stuff that reminds me of the mooties)

#iconic posts - (term used loosely) posts i think are iconic

#me core - posts with me energy

#posts i forgot i liked - self-explanatory

#from the drafts - draftposting for my stupid random thoughts

#saving for later - save tag

#obligatory silver spoon tag - blorbo from my shows tag (i love that spoon)

byi/byf

feel free to talk to me! i might be a little nervous though but i love making new friends here.

please tell me if i’m doing something wrong and i don’t know.

i don’t really like reblogging reblog bait. i might occasionally reblog it if it’s less serious but i try to avoid it.

please don’t send any donation/fundraiser asks.

(for anyone in the chonny jash fandom) i do a little bit of jashshipping on here (mainly eclipse) so if you’re uncomfortable with that feel free to block any related tags or don’t interact

current obsession song/on repeat song:

anyways that’s kinda it! enjoy your stay!!! :3

[velvetwyrms]

Ohhh!!! These sound so cool, I’m so excited for them! Thank you for tagging me 💖

Here’s mine, all of which I’m happy to answer questions about!:

• Falling Fast Through Fragmented Universes [GaaLee Alien/Human AU. Link to the fic is the title]

I’ve been writing this non-stop and would love to answer questions about it, it’s been taking over my brain lately 💖 Currently writing chapter 3 and (possibly) chapters 9-10. Very excited to share those very spicy ones with you all, but plot comes first! 👀🥰

Here’s the tag for the lore and artwork for it!

• All That Glitters [GaaLee crossover AU]

Set in the story of Worlds Beyond Number’s ‘The Wizard The Witch and The Wild One,’ this was originally for a fic titles prompt, but I want to continue developing the AU before I reply to that!

• Guardians AU [General Naruto AU]

Loosely inspired by the concept of Daemons, though this AU has much different mechanics, lore, and is set in the original world of Naruto too. It’s an AU of my own creation that I’ve worked on for around 8 years! I’ve also done this AU with nearly every fandom I’ve been part of since! Woah! Also includes paleobiology (dinosaurs and stuff) which is fun.

• Zoology AU [General Nart AU]

Follows the same idea as before but with no rules, and is literally just me wanting to draw Naruto characters with random animals that I feel fit their vibe. I have hundreds saved. So. Many. Saved.

• Nart Verses The Ark [Naruto meets Ark Survival Evolved crossover AU]

Another one I worked on 8+ years ago! It’s still fun to imagine it though 💖

• I Know Places/Sinking Man [Naruto-focused Merfolk AU.]

Title under construction. This is yet another AU I was obsessed with around 8 years ago, although I wouldn’t mind revamping it with enough motivation & inspiration/interest 👀

While this is a general Nart AU that is focused on Naruto, it used to be NaruGaa AU but might be GaaLee-centric now. Or who knows, a poly fic? I’m undecided! It’s been so long and I had most of the main Naruto character’s designs all drawn up for it. I’d love to redraw them sometime maybe!

• Sand Family Askblog

Not opening this until I have a new tablet/computer though.

• DunMeshi BioSci AU: @ask-the-dunmeshi-biologists

An askblog on hiatus for the same reasons, though my interest is sadly fading with it. I need to finish watching the series I think, and I want to get back into Zoology to be inspired for it but I’m all tuckered out and busy from my research trip currently.

WIP ask game!

i was tagged by my anime husbando @roarshackle <3 tysm for the tag i wanted to yammer so bad thank u for indulging me

Rules: Make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! Then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

guys i have so fkgucking many. help. also this is so relevatory of my need to title everything i am being Called Out

(this is all wips, even partially published ones which are asterisked)

dreamed up au

from these bones, untethered (fic)**

gaalee ideas [note: this is my wip index document]

Ghost of Tsushima AU ideasheet

if it's the last night of your life (fic)

Love (As Told Through the Medium of Last-Minute Grocery Lists) (fic)

medieval au

Mercury Retrograde (fic)

SAVED OUTLINES

syllabarium (fic)**

The Grapes of Debauchery (fic)

thread of deepest scarlet, heart of shining pearl (fic)

to walk a waking dream (fic)

lex mirandus (law of surprise) (fic)

you, who are inlaid with starlight (you, who are gilded by dawn) (fic)

this doesn't include the ones stored as ideas in the gaalee ideas documents and it is already so many help

this is too many to tag for so i will simply pick a pile: @urieskooki @ghoste-catte @rkaln @bandsandwristbands @velvetwyrms @muuurder @karkatvantasasslesschaps Show Me Ur Wips (Ominous)

[windose20s]

ult detective!chihiro !!!! she’s the protag of my randomized (strong word….if i couldnt see the new talent fitting well enough into canon i rerolled) thh talent swap!!!! more design notes + backstory brainstorms under the cut :)

(no masc terms for chi on this post please!!!)

so i. actually forgot to draw part of her design (her bag) when i was originally sketching……and didn’t wanna retcon it….so i just left it out! heres a pixel art i have of her swap design including their bag!

she keeps mints in her bag to offer to people whenever shes unsure what to say :)

her gloves are simply for aesthetic purposes (as you can probably tell by the lack of fingers) - no kyoko-esque trauma here. she just thinks they look cool!

(also im using she/they in this upcoming text dump if you’re wondering :] )

my idea for her backstory is still very loose but i think i have a general hold on it:

due to the bullying she faced from her peers that they just couldn’t seem to shake, chihiro’s parents agree to homeschool her for the time being. however, they are both working parents, which means they have family friends watch them when they can and when nobody is available, they hire people to watch over her (at least until she is old enough to reasonably stay home alone for a few hours, with people coming to check up on them occasionally).

however, she was naturally bright - and such, finished her daily schoolwork rather quickly. so they spent the rest of their time waiting for her parents to come home watching detective anime.

being Neurodivergent (tm), she quickly gained a healthy obsession with detective media - although they prefer anime in the genre as a lot of the genre is far too exaggeratedly grim for her tastes, and at least the animated style keeps some semblance of comfort.

eventually, she began solving the cases ahead of the characters, piecing together the evidence a few episodes in advance. they told their parents about her predictions as she made them, and then informed them whenever she was right (more often than not).

at some point, though, telling her parents wasn’t enough feedback for them - they wanted someone who’d give her genuine critique in the flaws of her reasoning, in order to get better as mystery solving so that the number of times they’re incorrect lowers.

and since she didn’t really have many friends - chihiro fujisaki, age 14ish (maybe 13 but like. if it is 13 then it’s late 13 yk), made an [unspecified fandom blogging website] account (it’s tumblr) (we all know its tumblr).

they shared her predictions and gained somewhat of a name within the communities she participated in - generally their word was taken as the most likely conclusion due to her credibility.

however, over time as all of her favorite detective shows either finished, cancelled, or went on hiatus, she was stuck with no content. they tried to ask her followers for recommendations - but she found all the mysteries way too easy and predictable for them.

in a fit of desperation to crave her sudden restlessness at the lack of mysteries to solve, they started investigating real life cases. she was hesitant to do so, and even more hesitant to tell anyone about it, but it was the only thing hard enough to keep her from feeling like they’re walking in circles.

and then….she solves one. and then another. and another. obviously all cases with evidence on public record - don’t ask me how this is realistic you’re reading an infodump about the au backstory of someone from danganronpa - but they feel like she can’t keep the cases she’s solving a secret anymore.

so she goes back to her roots, by telling her parents. they’re not entirely convinced - after all, who would believe their 14-15 year old is solving genuine cases on her own? but then…they solve another, telling them the outcome before it’s released to the public. and then another. and another. they believe her, in the end.

after a bit more of brewing on it - she decides to but her internet persona’s mystery solving to a (maybe temporary) close. they make a post explaining how not much mystery fiction is hard enough to be worth it anymore, so she’s moving on to more serious things, stuff that she isn’t sure they should post on a silly fandom blog publicly.

and with that, she kicks her solving into overdrive.

she solves every case they can, getting bored (but relieved, don’t get her wrong! she doesn’t wish for crimes to be committed even if it leaves her without anything to solve if they don’t!) whenever they lack a case to solve.

in between active cases, she chips away at a particular cold case that interests her. and, despite all odds, eventually, they’re pretty sure she’s solved it.

so she takes a deep breath and tells her parents right away. they all concur that the conclusion should be taken to law enforcement right away. and so it is! and they’re not quite sure if this is a prank or not - a schoolgirl? solving a cold case?

but no, she has it right. trained detectives confirmed that the original investigation had major oversights that chihiro managed to work through and untangle. she makes the news - and sheepishly admits she’d been solving active cases in real time as well, if only for how it provides their brain a challenge. knowing they solved the cold case, it’s no longer that unbelievable, especially with her parents to back the claims up.

the rest goes as normal - hopes peak scouts her as the shsl detective due to her prowess despite her age yada yada yada

tl;dr: chihiro “i was too neurodivergent about detective anime and it led to me becoming an actual detective” fujisaki

please please please PLEASE reblog im begging /nf. and maybe comment or something or leave tags about this super long backstory dump if you wanna??

[sawyerconfort]

enchanted | veronica sawyer x reader

Hey! I just got back from hiatus (creative block wouldn't let me write anything for you guys) and now I've decided that I'm going to start writing different imagines from different fandoms (heathers obv because I'm obsessed), hope you guys don't mind and enjoy!

I still don't know if I'm going to write just about Veronica or about the other characters too, but if you want to leave your requests, feel free!

I'll start with a fluffy imagine, just to test.

Good reading!

(yes, the plot is based on enchanted, by taylor swift)

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Premise: A Heathers party was all you needed to make sure you didn't fit into their crowd. But just one look from the new member of the Westerburg trio, and your life changed completely.

***

“Come on, (Y\NN), it's just a party!”

You kept your pose neutral the entire time, trying not to trust Heather Chandler's words. You've always been tired of knowing she didn't skimp when it came to private parties, and that they weren't all for someone like you. Even though Heather never made it clear, the other girls spoke for her, with looks and words.

“Are you sure I should go?” you finally asked. She gave you a cruel look and smirked. "What?"

"Darling, you're Heather Chandler's best friend, after the trio of queen bees she commands...", the blonde bragged. "Of course you have to go, (Y\N), don't be stupid!"

Before you could say anything to fight back, Heather pulled you out the door with your car keys in hand. You were silent the whole way, until you got to the school, where the party would take place. You could hear the loud music and see the bright lights matching the screams of the students outside or coming along. Heather ushered you inside, drawing curious glances from those present.

You had no idea if it was because she was so popular and you were just a random stranger in Sherwood, or if people were wondering if you two had anything but friendship.

Because you know, being openly lesbian leaves doors for people to always think your friends are your girlfriends.

Heather quickly walked in with you at her side, greeting every student she encountered. Inside, the music was loud and the voices shrill. You walked to a table far from the dance floor that had formed on the court, but Heather pulled you back into her group.

“(Y\N), you came!”, Heather Duke smiled kindly. "I knew Heather wouldn't let you miss this party!"

“Yeah, she insisted a lot,” you commented, smiling.

“It's good that you came, you know?” Heather McNamara continued, touching your arm. "This party here is just because we have a fourth Heather in the class right now, and we wanted to introduce her to the rest of us..."

Your eyebrows arched. Heather was a pretty common name across America, but you couldn't remember there being another Heather besides those three in Westerburg, unless she's a new student.

“Another Heather?”

"Veronica!", Duke's voice entered your ears and you caught a glimpse as the girl in green ran to hug the stranger. Trying not to attract attention, you looked at this Veronica girl more closely.

And then, your heart pounded out of your chest. She looked beautiful, in a blue pantsuit that highlighted her slim, perfect body, with a short haircut and full of curls at the brown tips, and her eyes big and full as she looked at you. Her thin lips lifted in a smile.

“That's the new Heather, (Y\NN), honey,” Heather Chandler patted her right shoulder with two light pats. "It's not a Heather, but it's a Veronica."

Veronica. Veronica. Veronica. You had the feeling that name would follow you wherever you went. And that was the most beautiful name you had ever heard in your life.

“Veronica Sawyer, my pleasure.”

(Y\N)”, you replied, feeling the words fade from your brain slowly. “It's a pleasure to meet you, Veronica. Welcome to the gang.”

“Are you in the class too?” she asked. And seriously, she was really bringing up a conversation with you.

"No, but I'm friends with Heather Chandler, so I stay with them."

The girl nodded, giving another friendly smile. Within seconds, you felt enchanted by her. Even more enchanted, if that were possible.

"So, Sawyer, now you've decided that you're going to become popular?"

“Why not?”, she stared at you. “Who never wanted to be popular?”

"It's true...", you laughed.

"Lucky for you to be a direct friend of the Heathers, aren't you, dearie?"

Heather Duke got in the way of your conversation with Veronica, and you wanted to tell her to shut up right away. Ignoring her, you continued to focus on those big, expressive brown eyes, that perfect, symmetrical face that only she had. Veronica Sawyer looked like a movie actress, one of those that hold the audience from beginning to end of the movie.

For the rest of the Heathers' party, you stayed by their side, feeling like your night had improved one hundred percent. You tried not to make it so obvious that you were too focused on Veronica Sawyer, but since you were never good at hiding it, she could easily tell from the exchange of glances.

The conversations between you guys were the best (and nerdiest possible), which impressed you at first. With all that popular gaze and that bad-girl pose, you doubted Veronica liked such mundane things as comics and books and music and poetry.

When she gently walked away to get you drinks, your head couldn't stop thinking about her face and your heart clenched with inexplicable longing. Her brain repeated the same phrases over and over again: Please, do n’t be in love with someone else and Please, do n’t have somebody waiting for you...

“Your drink, (Y\NN)”, she snapped you out of your crazy thoughts and gave you a gentle smile before placing her glass of drink on the table you were sitting on and sitting across from you.

At a glance, you tried to distract yourself with something so you wouldn't be too obstinate, and you could see that the Heathers were completely uncomfortable with the approach and connection between you and Veronica.

At one point during the party, the Heathers were invited to dance with some popular boys, and you were left alone with Veronica. That had everything to be her moment, everything to be that moment when you would get up the courage and ask her to dance, or the moment when you might kiss her without asking for explanations or without justification.

However, it was quite weird that nothing came out of both of your mouths. Not a single word. You just kept staring at each other and staring at nothing, without bringing up a subject.

Suddenly, you heard a scream. And then you looked at the floor, where Heather Chandler was slapping Kurt Kelly hard across the face and saying something about his new shoe that you couldn't understand. She came with a scowl in her direction and pulled you back, voice annoyed:

“Let's get out of this shit, (Y\N).”

The last thing you memorized before you left was Veronica Sawyer's lost, confused look.

* * *

"Honestly, I don't understand."

"Obviously you don't understand, (Y\NN)..." Heather huffed. "You were just looking at Veronica the whole time, you didn't even see me dance with Kurt."

You crossed your arms. “Of course I did. Why? What did you want me to do?”

"I wish you would stop looking at that silly Veronica Sawyer and look at me."

As soon as you arrived at your house, after a long car ride without a word or question - but which included you blushing all the way home thinking about Veronica - you took the opportunity and went upstairs with Heather Chandler to get satisfaction of what you really had. happened. It became even clearer that she had manipulated a situation to make you stop noticing Veronica. For some reason, this annoyed her a lot.

"And what's the problem with me looking at Veronica?"

"The problem is, everyone in that fucking school is looking at her now…" Heather huffed. “I feel embezzled, despised, robbed, invalidated! And the only person I have in the world to talk to about this is also looking at her with those eyes of passion!”

You let out a discredited laugh. But Heather didn't even give you time to argue back, she just stomped out of your room and walked down the stairs that led to it, going to the exit door and slamming it even harder.

It was two in the morning and you guys had been fighting for no reason.

It was two in the morning and you were still awake.

Since you couldn't go screaming down the street after Heather Chandler, you just lay in bed and waited for the right words to come so you could apologize and try to get along with her the next morning.

However, your thoughts were overshadowed by her symmetrical peach face. Those eyes, that smile... you'd give anything not to have left so soon and stayed there a little longer to admire them.

Two in the morning and you found yourself blushing again, thinking about her.

You was only interrupted when your window creaked. In a state of alert, you held the pillow like a shield in front of your body and watched as the silhouette in the blue pantsuit entered her room, her hair mussed.

"My God, your window creaks...", Veronica's voice was a whisper, as if she was talking to herself. Looking up, she noticed you were staring at her and gave a wry smile. “Er… hi?”

"Do you... do you usually come in through the window at other people's houses?"

“No, no,” Veronica smiled. “I saw Heather Chandler leaving here, I was coming back from the party, trying to find you, and since I know all their house addresses, I used my head and concluded that this was your house,” she closed the window again, with the same creak. "I was just going to try to talk to you, but I didn't expect you to be awake at this hour..."

“Me and Heather fought so far,” you replied, huffing. "I can't sleep, my head is throbbing with guilt."

Veronica frowned and cocked her head to one side, trying to understand you. You definitely thought that was the cutest thing in the world.

She walked calmly to your bed and sat beside him, without asking for permission. Staring straight ahead, Veronica grinned as your head repeated her name incessantly.

“You know, I'm not surprised by this…” she said. “Heather is a difficult person, in fact, they all are. And you don't really have the vibe they want to convey to school. At one time or another it was easy to know that this was going to happen. And I’ve only known you for a few hours.”

You looked at her, your face very confused and surprised. "I don’t have the vibe?"

“No,” she simply spat out the words. “You are definitely better than them, (Y\NN).”

"So if you think that, why are you hanging around with them?"

Veronica laughed, shrugging her shoulders. "I told you. I want to be popular.”

“You don’t have the same vibe they want to pass on either, you know?”

She now looked at you curiously. "You think?"

“Of course,” you smiled, blushing a little more. “Well, it's my opinion. I think that's why I was enchanted to meet you, Veronica. Because you're different from the three drunk girls I already know..."

She kept looking at you for a few seconds, and then she did something you didn't count on, taking you by surprise: she kissed you.

You thought that when she pulled away, you wouldn't be able to forget the softness of those lips or the taste of cherry candy.

"I was also enchanted to meet you, (Y\NN)...", she smiled.

Please, don't be in love with someone else.

Please, don't have somebody waiting for you.

In a rush of courage, you cupped Veronica's face and brought her lips to hers again, increasing the intensity and duration of the kiss this time. She responded, totally intoxicating you with the cherry taste of her lips, which mingled with the drink taste of yours.

The kiss started out calmly, with a lighter and simpler touch of the lips, but Veronica seemed determined to continue and kissed you harder, while the light coming from the window illuminated both of your faces.

After a minute, you parted from Veronica's lips, still holding her face. Watched her open her eyes and look at you, with a different blush on her cheeks.

“Wow,” you whispered in disbelief. "Wow."

"My God, if the Heathers ever find out…" Veronica whispered, laughing.

"They don't need to know."

She lifted her hand so she could touch yours, which was planted on one of her cheeks. Veronica's touch was sincere, light and affectionate.

"So, you're looking to propose a secret romance to me, is that it?"

“I didn't say anything about romance. You are rushing too much.”

"Maybe I'm just amazed…" she replied. “And a little drunk.”

You smiled, stealing a peck from her once more. Veronica just kept kissing you after that, knocking you down on the mattress and getting on top, with no ulterior motives, just kissing you. Finally, she buried her head in the crook of your neck and breathed in the scent of your perfume.

"Please don't be in love with someone else..." she whispered.

You smiled, fascinated, blushing a little more.

You was definitely enchanted by Veronica Sawyer's charm.

I mean, how could you not be?

[dragonologist-in-the-making]

Paper Rings

Pairing: James Potter x Reader

Summary: On his first ride to Hogwarts, James befriended the girl who was obsessed with shiny things. Over their schooling together, their friendship turned into so much more.

A/N: lmao I suck at summaries. Also I’m back sorry for the random hiatus (and sorry that posting will almost definitely not be consistent after this either). I had this idea months ago, inspired by Taylor Swift’s Paper Rings, and I only just got around to writing it asdfghjkl. Still obsessed with James though rip me I just want someone to love me like this.

Warnings: Mentions of eating (briefly), otherwise just a lot of fluff.

Wordcount: 4k (wow)

...

Little James Potter waved goodbye to his parents as the train took off from the platform, nervous about his first journey to the infamous Hogwarts, but excited to discover all the great things his parents had told him for himself. First though: finding a carriage.

Trying not to show his nerves, he wandered along the corridor, peeping into the carriages to see if there was one he could join. For the most part, he found them all too full, too loud to juggle his nerves, or the students too old and intimidating. The days would come where James would rule the corridors of the castle, but the eleven year old boy on the train was just hoping to make a friend he could share this new adventure with.

As fate would have it, he found just that and so much more. In a carriage to herself sat a young girl, his age, her face turned away from him looking out the window. The only thing he could see was a petite sparkling bow, sitting neatly in her (y/h/c) hair.

Without thinking about it, he knocked gently on the compartment door, sliding it open as she turned to look at him inquisitively. Her (y/e/c) eye’s glittered as her lips pulled into a smile, creating a complete sense of comfort for James to ask. “Do you mind if I sit?” She nodded eagerly, gathering up a few books she had dumped on the opposite seat and dropping them into her lap. “I’m James.” He smiled.

“(y/n). It’s nice to meet you.”

They sat in a comfortable silence for a short while, listening to the laughs of older students, friends reuniting after a summer apart, and watching the landscape whip by them out the window.

“I like your bow, by the way.” James spoke up, feeling glad he did when an excited smile broke across her face, looking as if he’d told her she’d won the lottery.

“Thank you! I love the way it sparkles.” She said, gently pulling it from her hair and twisting it in the sunlight, showing how rainbows danced in the glitter and were thrown across their compartment. Satisfied, she used it to clip back the hair that was now falling into her face, and their conversation moved on, following each and every thought they were having, becoming fast friends. James didn’t think the journey could get any better until two boys showed up at their door and asked if they could join them, setting everlasting friendships in stone.

As the train pulled up to Hogwarts, any nervousness James had been feeling was gone. Instead, the only thought he had was that he couldn’t be more glad he sat in the compartment of the girl with the sparkling bow.

…

Their first year passed in a blur, and the Marauders spent the majority of it in each other’s company, laughing their days away.

Now, summer had come and gone, and their second year at Hogwarts was in full swing. They walked into their charms class together, laughing about a joke Sirius had made at James’ expense. (y/n) sat next to the curly-haired boy at their desk, as Remus Sirius and Peter sat at the one adjacent to them.

“Hey, it’s not my fault I didn’t make the team last year! No first year has made a house team in like 80 years! I’m telling you though, I’ll make it on this year, and I’ll be the best chaser this school has ever seen.” James protested, huffing as he put his textbook in the middle of the table for him and (y/n) to share. She laughed at him softly, hand patting his shoulder as the other boys got lost in their own conversation.

“I know you will, Jamie. And I’ll be there cheering you on every step of the way.” His cheeks redenned at her words, but luckily their attention was turned away by Professor Flitwick.

“Now students, the charm I’ll be teaching you today is more of a fun one to start off the year than anything you’ll likely need in your everyday lives. As always, I don’t expect you to create chaos by using these charms” – he turned his gaze to a particular group of students at this point who were all busily looking elsewhere – “but simply to enlighten yourselves and to show you what magic can do. So, the charm we’ll be learning today is how to make things glitter.”

James heard an almost inaudible gasp next to him, and he could feel the excitement radiating off (y/n). He chuckled, expecting nothing less; he’d known her for a year now, and if it wasn’t the bow in her hair there was always something shiny on her at any given time.

Flitwick talked about the details of the charm, how it could be applied subtly, only giving a faint sheen, or how it could be made much more obvious. Finally, he gave them the charm and told everyone to repeat after him. “Now, like I said, just because this is a fun charm doesn’t mean it’s an easy one, and I don’t expect you to get it on your first attempt. Just keep repeating the charm and-oh!” He broke off suddenly, just as James’ vision went hazy. Once he’d focused, he saw he was surrounded by a cloud of individual glitter specs floating around them, almost as if they were in their own galaxy. His gaze shifted to its centre, shining most brilliantly of all as her proud and excited smile dazzled him, making him forget entirely they were still in their charms classroom.

“Well done Miss (y/n)!” Flitwick’s voice broke through their bubble, and slowly each star seemed to fade out of existence, until they were back in their regular old classroom, thirty pairs of eyes trained on them. “You certainly felt the spirit of the charm and went above and beyond. 10 points to (y/h). Now, if you could help Mr Potter whilst we all get back to it!”

Chatter burst out the classroom almost immediately, partners working together trying to enchant an object of theirs to take on the glittery effect. Sirius turned to her, rolling his eyes half-heartedly.

“Becoming a teachers pet now are we, (y/l/n)?” She rolled her eyes back, waving her wand to produce a cloud of glitter that settled in Sirius’ hair, contrasting sharply against its darkness.

“It’s sparklesSirius, what did you expect? Now c’mon, this is the one lesson I won’t let you not do the work in. Make some glittery greatness and I’ll bake you all some cookies when I next steal James’ cloak to go to the kitchens.” With those words, the three boys turned their entire focus to the task at hand, while James still seemed slightly awestruck next to her. “You alright, J?”

“That was amazing (y/n/n). I had no idea you could do that.”

“Well I guess you can’t know until you try.” She shrugged, picking up her quill and placing it in front of him. “Charm my quill.”

“Why me? You could just do it yourself.” James asked, confused why she didn’t do it herself since she was clearly more than capable. Once again, she shrugged, looking into his eyes as she uttered the words so nonchalantly that would stick with him for years to come.

“Well, Flitwick said you needed to practise. Plus, it’ll mean more to me if every time I look at my quill I know that you’re the reason it’s shining.”

Within a heartbeat, James had uttered the incantation and a subtle shimmer had settled over the feather, imperceptible until it was moved and caught the light. The smile he saw when he looked over at (y/n) made him vow to himself that as long as he was around, she would never have an ordinary quill again.

True to his word, every time she brought out a new quill, he was quick to snatch it from her and place the simple charm on it. It became an unspoken promise between the two of them, and every time James saw that sparkle from the corner of his eye, he couldn’t help but smile to himself.

. . .

True to her word, (y/n) was there for all of James’ games, cheering him on from the side of the pitch, always the first to reach him when the game was over. High or low, win or lose, she was always there to remind him that he had played amazingly, and that she was proud of him.

After one such game in their fourth year, Gryffindor narrowly losing to Slytherin, she was at his side so quickly that he would have thought she had apparated if he knew this wasn’t possible. She wrapped her arms around him and held him tightly, feeling the slight shaking of his shoulders. “Oh, James.” She quickly ushered him off the pitch before he attracted eyes, assuring him that Sirius and Remus would collect his things from the changing room and bring them back to his dorm. Once they reached his dorm, she sent him to shower, promising that she would be there for him once he was back.

Sure enough, he came out of the shower in fresh clothes and damp hair, and she was still on his bed, patiently waiting for him. She held her hand out to him, a silent invitation, and as soon as he took it she pulled him to her side and once again enveloped him in a hug.

“I’m so proud of you, Jamie.” She whispered, squeezing him momentarily before drawing back and looking into his glassy eyes.

“Shouldn’t be.” He murmured, avoiding her gaze. “We lost.”

“And yet you scored more goals than anyone else the entire game.” She pointed out, sincerity lacing her voice. “It’s just because the snitch is worth a stupid amount of points, honestly the game has a lot of flaws.” James smiled weakly, they often had these debates about Quidditch and it always ended in some silly way.

“I did hit Malfoy in the head with a Quaffle.” He admitted, and (y/n) could see the weight falling off his shoulders.

“The highlight of all our years.” She laughed, reaching into her pocket and pulling out a little box. “I got you something.” She handed it to him, and he pushed it back to her, head shaking, doubt returned.

“No I didn’t do anything to deserve it. Keep it.”

“We already had this argument and I’m not taking no for an answer.” She shoved the box into his hands and folded her arms across her chest, waiting for him to open it.

Reluctantly, he pulled the lid off the box to reveal a snitch, the snitch he normally kept on his person at all times, now shining with a slight iridescence. James looked up at her, thankful but a little confused at the present.

“I’ve actually been saving it for when you lose a game. Which has been hard because that’s hardly ever.” She broke off to give him a playful glare along with her words, quickly broken by her soft smile. “I know you play with the snitch when you have a lot on your mind, and when you start to doubt yourself. I wanted to remind you that you’re incredible and you should believe that yourself. So, when you see the snitch and you see it sparkle, you’ll think of me, and you’ll remember how great you are.” He was speechless, and in the silent air, she did what the two of them did best, and started to nervously babble. “Well, that’s assuming you think of me when you see sparkles, and quite frankly after all this time I’d be slightly offended if you didn’t-oof” her rambling stopped when James tackled her into a hug, knocking them both back onto the bed.

“Thank you.” Was all he said, but she could hear the emotion behind each word, everything he was trying to communicate. All she did was hold him tighter.

It was then that Sirius and Remus walked into the dorm, carrying all of James’ equipment from the game, causing James and (y/n) to jump away from each other. Blushes arose on both their faces, not that the other would have noticed, each too busy looking at opposite walls of the dorm. Sirius and Remus exchanged a knowing look, but decided to let it slide, knowing there was an inevitability to it anyway.

…

Once again, (y/n) was boarding the Hogwarts express for another year of school. She knew this year would be a stressful one, with their OWL exams coming up, but she also knew that as long as she had her boys by her side, she would be absolutely fine.

Speaking of her friends, she was currently walking along the train trying to find them. She knew that Lily and Remus were prefects now so they’d be at the front of the train, but she was struggling to find anyone else. Eventually, she found James, sitting in a carriage by himself, absentmindedly watching the view. She chuckled to herself at the situation, the reverse of their meeting all those years ago.

She slid the door open, catching his attention and his ever-so-addictive smile. “Got room for an old pal?” She asked, sitting next to him when he patted the seat, his hand enveloping hers as soon as she had, a silent communication. I missed you.

“I was starting to think you’d gotten cool and forgotten about me.” He joked, nudging her playfully.

“Piss off Potter, I was always cooler than you.” She teased back, glad to see that nothing had changed despite their time apart. It never did, they were always James and (y/n), inseparable no matter how hard anyone tried. “Where is everyone?”

“Lils and Moony are doing prefect duties, and Sirius enlisted Peter’s help to try and sneak into their carriage and get the insider information.” He rolled his eyes light-heartedly, forming air quotes around Sirius’ words as (y/n) laughed, eyes closing in amusement. “What’s that on your eyes?” James suddenly asked, stopping her laughter short as she tried to figure out what he meant.

“Oh!” She remembered. “I went to see Lils in the holidays and she was showing me this glitter eyeliner that muggles wear! Why, do you not like it?” She suddenly felt self-conscious, wondering if it really was too much despite Lily’s reassurances. It was a subtle white, but still, it was glitter on her face.

“The opposite!” James was quick to answer, rushing so much to not hurt her feelings that he wasn’t thinking about what he was saying. “I think you look really beautiful (y/n/n), with or without the makeup. Besides, the glitter brings out your eyes.”

At this point, they were both blushing furiously, and James was still holding her hand, neither of them willing to let go. (y/n) couldn’t help but smile to herself, and remembered to thank Lily for the recommendation the second they were in the dorm together that evening.

…

James climbed the last step into the astronomy tower, seeing (y/n) leaning against the railing already, gazing into the night sky, a blanket and an array of snacks out on the floor behind her.

It was a ritual they’d started who knows when, a chance to wind down and escape the chaos of everyday life, to enjoy each other’s company and to feast away on whatever snacks they had managed to stow away for these evenings. Tonight’s selection looked to consist mostly of cauldron cakes and chocolate frogs, with the occasional sugar quill hidden amongst the rest. “Heavy on the sugar tonight, I see.” He broke the silence teasingly, settling himself so that he was sat at (y/n)’s feet, still able to see the clear night sky above them.

“If I don’t consume my own bodyweight in sugar I think I’ll pass out I’m that exhausted.” She commented back, sinking down next to him. Automatically, his arm wound around her shoulder, pulling her into his side and resting his chin on top of her head. There weren’t words to describe the feeling of pure content as she melted into him, completely at ease.

She reached out and grabbed a chocolate frog, unwrapping it and handing the card to James with a sigh upon seeing it was one already in her collection. She bit into the chocolate, her gaze on the night sky as his was unable to break away from her, the way she settled so peacefully against him.

“The stars sparkle too, you know.” She broke the silence, voice quiet but still holding its signature melodic tone. James finally broke away from looking at her, joining her eyeline and looking at the constellations above them. Even though he wasn’t taking astronomy as a NEWT, spending so much time in the tower with (y/n) as she mapped the sky meant he knew precisely what he was looking at, and traced the constellations with his eyes.

“You know, six years of friendship and I don’t think I ever asked you why you like shiny things so much. I always just accepted it as a part of who you are.” A smile graced her face as she unconsciously twiddled her fingers.

“Don’t laugh.” She warned, and he solemnly shook his head. “I think there’s something so entrancing, so beautiful about them. I think it serves as a reminder that even the most seemingly dull thing,” she picked up another chocolate frog box at this point, waving her wand to create a light sparkle over it, “is wonderfully brilliant if you just remember to look at it in the right way. It’s a lesson we should all carry with us, and I try to remember it whenever I can. Everything is beautiful if you give it a chance.” The sparkles on the box faded in the moonlight, as (y/n) finally looked up at James, only to find him already staring back at her.

Body thinking quicker than brain, seeing her (y/e/c) eyes glimmering up at him, James leant down and pressed his lips to hers. She stifled a gasp, quickly moving her lips back against his as her hand wound gently around the back of his neck. He poured all of his admiration into the kiss, everything he had been feeling for her since he didn’t even know when, feeling his heart soar to be here with her in that moment.

Eventually, they broke away for air, and a breathy laugh fell from (y/n)’s lips, blush rising on her cheeks as she turned her face away. James reached for her hand, interlacing their fingers and gently rubbing circles on the back of her hand with his thumb. “I’ve been drawn to you since the day I saw you in that train carriage. You’re the most beautiful person I’ve ever met, your soul. I didn’t even realise the outside matched until we came back from that summer you spent with Lily. But god, every day since then I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you. I like you, (y/n/n). I really like you.”

Around them, a shimmering cloud exploded simultaneous to a wide grin spreading across (y/n)’s face. It was their own galaxy, just like all that time ago in the charms lesson, but she was still in the centre, still giddy with excitement. “I like you too, Jamie.” Her smile turned a little sheepish. “And sorry, I think my emotions got a little out of control.” The star-like sparkles slowly dissipated around them until there was nothing left, and this time it was (y/n) who leaned up to James, connecting their lips one more time.

“You taste like chocolate.”

“I’m sure that must be awful for you, Potter”. Nothing had changed, and yet nothing would be the same either.

…

James was sat on the floor of his dorm, textbooks open in front of him, although this late in the day he was struggling to pay any attention to them. What he was focused on instead was his girlfriend, tucked into the alcove of the windowsill, absentmindedly writing away on a piece of parchment.

Her (y/h/c) hair was in plaits down her back, and in the candlelight the silver threads that James had helped her braid in this morning were casting light across the room that shifted with every little shake of her head or shrug of her shoulders.

“You’re staring again, Jamie.” She chastised, although the humour was clear in her voice. He pushed himself up from the floor with an exaggerated groan, making his way over to her and pulling her gently into his chest, pressing a soft kiss into her hair.

“Can’t help it love, you’re an actual angel.” He didn’t see it but he knew she’d be rolling her eyes as she buried her face in his chest to hide the blush that was forming on her cheeks.

“Stop being so cheesy.”

“As if you don’t love it.” She pressed a kiss into his chest, resting her head against him as she went back to her writing. He tried not to pry, but he couldn’t help but catch notice of his name and his interest piqued. “Who are you writing to?”

“Euphemia.” She replied nonchalantly, not pausing her actions as he took a step away, face scrunched in confusion.

“My mother?” she paused at this, looking up at him with false exasperation.

“Do you know many other Euphemias?” She deadpanned. He shrugged, admitting her fair point, moving back to her side where she immediately snuggled back into his warmth.

“How long have you been writing to my mum?” She paused for a second, contemplating.

“Since the start of term I think. She sent an owl, I responded, we haven’t really stopped talking since. Oh, I’m coming over for Christmas by the way, she invited me. Said it wouldn’t be Christmas without the whole family there” (y/n) looked up at him, flashing a mischievous grin, expecting him to whine childishly like he normally would, complaining that he was supposed to ask her. Instead, looking more solemn than she’d seen him in a long time, he crushed her against him, holding her so tightly before he leant down and connected their lips. The kiss was bruising, but it was packed with adoration, and it left (y/n) slightly breathless. He broke away, leaning his forehead against hers as she tried to catch her breath back. “What was that for?”

“I love you. So much. You’re absolutely perfect, and I swear, I can’t wait until the day I can put a ring on that finger and make it official, make you a Potter for real. I promise, it’s going to be the most sparkling, dazzling gem you’ve ever seen. It’ll shine just as brightly as you, and it’ll always remind you that you’re beautiful, in every way, and just how much I love you.” Her hand had come to rest on his cheek, smiling throughout his little speech, parchment cast aside and forgotten about at this point.

“Don’t be silly, James.” She laughed, stroking his cheek with her thumb. “I love shiny things, yes, but I don’t need one to be reminded of how amazing you are, or how much I love you. Hell, you could ask me to marry you with a paper ring and I’d still say yes in a heartbeat. I’m saying yes to you, to a life. You don’t need to win me over with some ridiculously expensive piece of jewellery.” He nodded slightly, pecking her lips before moving back to where he had been sat on the floor.

(y/n) picked her parchment back up, continuing on to the letter she had been writing to Euphemia Potter, unable to help themselves from planning the Christmas festivities despite it being early November.

Deep in concentration, she startled slightly as she noticed movement coming from the corner of her eye. She looked to the side to see her boyfriend once again, although this time he was knelt before her, holding up a piece of parchment that he had hastily fashioned into a ring, coupled with a sheepish smile.

Laughing merrily, she hopped down from the windowsill, pulling him up by his jumper and kissing him passionately as she slid the piece of paper onto her finger, looking forward to the day when they were older, when they could promise this for real, knowing that they had the rest of their lives ahead of them to love each other unconditionally.

When James first stepped on that Hogwarts train, he was hoping to find a friend he could share every moment with for the next seven years. He had found that in her, a best friend, now a lover, for seven years but for so much longer. The girl with the sparkling bow turned out to be his soulmate, and he sent a prayer of thanks to the stars every day.

[melsie-sims]

I’m going on vacation!

I’m going camping deep in the bush for a week from July 15 to the 22!

Although the cabin I’ll be staying in is supposed to have wi-fi, I don’t expect it to be great... if it works at all. If you’re wondering why I’ve only been posting 3 times a day compared to my usual 7-8 posts per day... that’s why! I’m trying to have a decent amount of content to last me until the end of the month.

Of course that means I won’t be here to get hyped up about the High School pack with everyone... but you can bet your ass when I get back home and get through updating all of my mods again... I’m gonna be playing it! It’s actually a pack I’ll get to use for my BACC so that’s super exciting!

So here’s the deal when it comes to my three on-going stories/series. A lot of this will depend on factors out of my control, like EA fixing their bugs and how many mods break with the High School update.  

MY BUILD A CITY CHALLENGE...

I have plenty of content to last me through the month so no worries there!

I won’t be playing any households with babies until the toddler glitch is fixed but I do have a few households I can play still once I get back from my vacation on the 22nd. Once I’m through all of those, if EA hasn’t fixed the bug, then I may have to take a short hiatus for this series. 

I’m assuming they’ll have it fixed by then though! It should take me the whole summer to get through these 2-3 households after the Leprince-Flynn family.

MY EXTREME DECADES CHALLENGE...

Unfortunately, I’m completely out of posts for this one and it makes me soooo sad because I’ve been dying to play it again. We’ll be on hiatus until the toddler glitch is fixed. I can’t play with broken ass toddlers, sorry.

Until then please go check out @ivyandink‘s Dubois Decades (it’s already in chrono order for you!). It’s pretty similar to mine in terms of setting but edited WAY better and with a much more detailed storyline. I’m kind of obsessed... and it’s been keeping me going while I wait to play my Decades. 

MY OCCULT SAVE FILE...

To be honest? Not sure about this one. If I keep going the way I’m going... I’ll probably burn myself out and stop playing it. It’s A LOT of work for one single post... I don’t know how all of those crazy storytelling simblrs do it constantly!!

I don’t think all of this posing is my cup of tea though. I will continue this save but it will be a bit less staged and a bit more gameplay-focused. I have a few more posts left in my drafts that I’ll queue up and then this save will be on hiatus for a little while until I figure out what kind of challenge/gameplay style I wanna do. Probably some kind of Rags to Riches meets Occult Legacy meets multiple families/rotational gameplay. We’ll see in August!  

MOAR STUFF??? MAYBE??? WILL IT LEAD TO BURN OUT?? WE’LL SEE!

Knock on wood, but I feel like I’ve gotten pretty good at juggling multiple save files... which was a huge issue for me last year when I attempted it.

I know I have 3 things going on now, but I’ve been wanting to maybe start something new in August. Let me know if you have any challenges you’d like me to check out! I’m considering doing a modified version (aka harder and more long-term) of AussieCassPlays’ Island Challenge. I might also try a random legacy challenge or a LEPacy... those also seem really fun!

Soooo... yeah! I’m still gonna be around for another week but I will be slower at replying to DM’s, asks or WCIFs. I probably won’t be replying to anything at all from the 15th-22nd.

Happy simming!

[avitus-ostrander]

5 comfort characters & 5 tags

Thank you @sonderlativ​ for the tag

#1 - Varis zos Galvus (Final Fantasy XIV) 

Many of my favorite characters are not necessarily comforting. I do not handle character death exceptionally well. After being brutally emotionally tortured by Blizzard for years as they slowly and agonizingly character assassinated and killed off a character I loved (who at the time was a comfort character, helping me recover from another character death), I was left unable to get attached to anyone. 

Enter Varis.

I remember finishing the ARR MSQ and seeing him show up and thinking “ooh the new emperor is really attractive…” and that was kind of fun. I hadn’t experienced that sort of instant pull to a character in quite some time. It still took an act of will to allow myself to actually get attached to him. And then, after some agonizing, I decided to ship my player character, Aurelien, with him. This was the most self-indulgent thing I had ever allowed myself to do. 

He also got me back into drawing after a multi-year hiatus. If anyone wants to see some random shipping pics, they can be found here. 

He’s a serious, dedicated, deeply flawed person, and I love him immensely. Also, his relationship with my OC is possibly the only ‘healthy’ relationship I have ever written. 

#2 - Millions Knives (Trigun)

This will come as a surprise to (probably) no one who is following me here. 

So I’d been having a pretty difficult time and was struggling a lot. I’d pretty much given up on being alive and was just mindlessly counting down the days. 

Then my best friend suggested we give Trigun Stampede a try. I was skeptical, because reboots often burn me and Trigun was something I loved from my childhood, but I figured if it sucked we could hit the bricks. 

When Knives showed up and announced his presence by playing the piano, I completely lost my mind. I instantly felt something I had not felt in SO LONG. I regained the will to live. I felt EXCITED to be alive again. 

I really tried to fight it for a few days, but I couldn’t. I gave myself an undercut. I smiled uncontrollably at any mention of anything even tangentially related to him. Hearing a single note from a piano made me feel like I was going to faint from joy. Finally, I confessed to my best friend that I was deeply obsessed. 

The reason he does not make the number 1 spot is because this fixation has come with some serious emotional upheaval, as I evaluate some of my unresolved issues that I see reflected in him. And also, Varis is such a minor character that I just didn’t see that much negativity about him. Knives is in the spotlight a lot more, so it can be more challenging to just casually indulge without running into people who hate him. 

No one has to like him and I can see why some people wouldn’t, but he brought me back to life and sometimes I just want to be able to feel happy about that.

[Honorable mention here goes to Legato for helping me through my Knives-based angst when it comes around. He was my favorite from Trigun in my youth and one of two characters I built a character shrine for (if anyone remembers those).]

# 3 - Erwin Smith (Attack on Titan)

This one is a bit more obscure in its reasoning. Levi was actually my favorite character in Attack on Titan, but I wrote this figure skating/hockey AU where Erwin is arguably the best figure skater in the world and, just before he can prove this in competition, he gets injured and has to give up his dream. 

Years later, a bitter and aimless Erwin discovers Levi, who is participating in underground murder hockey tournaments, and decides to take him under his wing. Erwin regains his sense of purpose. Levi stops risking life and limb on a daily basis. And I got insanely attached to Erwin while working on this crazy AU. 

There was a comic I was working on for the prologue for it, but I only got 3 and a half pages in, because I couldn’t figure out how to render the climactic scene. (for those interested: pg 1, pg 2, pg 3) 

#4 - Yuri Plisetsky (Yuri!!! on Ice)

I swear I don’t exclusively like angry blondes… 

But I might (almost) exclusively have them as comfort characters. 

Yuri on Ice is in general one of my comfort shows. I’ve loved figure skating since forever, so an anime about figure skating was a dream come true! It doesn’t hurt that the main characters are adorable. 

But this mega grouch was my favorite. He is angry and standoffish, but really soft on the inside. And he’s an incredible skater. What more could I ask for? 

(Everyone should brace themselves for the potential that everyone on this list will be drawn skating at some point, if they haven’t been already) 

#5 - Malokh Skullsplitter & Auralion Duskwither (World of Warcraft)

So these two are OCs. As such, I don’t have any great color pictures of them. I started coloring this one, but it’s stuck on a tablet that needs fixing. All of my other pictures of these two are even more outdated, so this will have to do.

I haven’t played WoW in ages and am not sure I ever will again, but I still love my characters dearly. 

Aura is a Blood Elf shadow priest. Malokh is an Orc warrior. 

Anyway, Auralion has been my absolute favorite OC for about… 13+ years now? Like everyone else on this list, he is an angry blonde. He’s also a (very slightly) older twin. When I don’t have a current obsession, I draw/write stuff about him. This is not his proper hair. This is his hair growing back after he was nearly incinerated. Here is a picture of how his hair normally looks. 

While Aura embodies a lot of my struggles and I channel a lot of my angst into him, Malokh embodies a lot of the things I feel like I need. It’s about to get kind of personal here so feel free to skip to the end… 

As a little kid, I had the misfortune of simultaneously finding out that death was a thing and that it could be violent and terrible, and I never felt safe again. My parents comforted me by telling me that I was not important enough to murder, and my takeaway was “these people won’t and can’t defend me.” So I decided I would be the person to defend the family. I became a very aggressive, very cruel person because I didn’t feel safe unless I was the worst person in the room. 

But really, all I wanted was for someone to say they would protect me. 

Malokh embodies all the things I wanted as a kid. He is fiercely loyal, compassionate, intelligent, patient, and he would absolutely wreck anyone who threatened the people he loves. 

I have loved orcs since I was a little kid and first played the original Warcraft RTS game. There was something very comforting to me about being so big and strong that you didn’t really have to be afraid of humans. 

I ship him and Aura in the red quadrant (because I do Homestuck style shipping for some of my OCs). 

And Malokh has black hair, so he breaks the pattern!

Anyway, tagging: @skuppycake​, @dragonofeternal​, @evilgeometry​, @setsuntamew​, @arahith​

No pressure if anyone does not want to do this or doesn’t have time! I tried to message everyone to make sure it was okay, but I am not sure if all of the messages got through. I was getting a lot of ‘message not sent’ errors and lately when I try to comment on posts it takes multiple tries for anything to show up.

[lvnatiq]

Random Relationship Headcanons | Felix Escellun x gn!reader

a/n: Hey ! On todays menu I am serving you modern au relationship headcanons. I know for a fact that I can’t write headcanons AT ALL yet here we are, out of spite I will keep trying until I can manage to write good shit. I’m going through a chaotic time in my life so please be patient with me 😭

I’m currently working on tattoo artist! reader x Felix headcanons and college!enemies to lovers one-shot. Knowing that Felix’s fav trope is enemies to lovers, I will post it hopefully before his new chapter drops. I used most of the hcs that were sent to me but if you couldn’t see yours, then it will probably be used on the other works.

No beta we die like men.

warnings: curse words, nsfw under the cut, random sage moments, felix being a ‘the neighborhood’ song basically.

You persuade him to start an Instagram account, and because of his family's popularity, he quickly gains followers. His account is practically empty because he would rather spend his time stalking your account on Instagram. You noticed the emptiness and wanted to take him out and take some photos for his account, which turned out amazingly. He is a little camera shy, so be patient with him.

You like to watch him apply his eyeliner but he finds it so stressing to do under your gaze.  He used to be able to do it easily, but it has now become one of his most difficult tasks. You wanted to ask for his assistance in applying eyeliner to you in the hopes of making it simpler for him; he agreed but quickly regretted it when he realized how near your faces would be. You with your eyes closed, waiting for him to drag the line as he was only thinking about how bad he wanted to kiss you. 

Felix has a Polaroid of you and stella in his wallet I said what I said.

When it comes to himself, he can be a pessimist, but when it comes to you, he is the most loving and positive boyfriend you could ever ask for. You have a dream ? He is ready to help you achieve it. Do you want to change in your life ? Go for it, He’s more excited than you are.

He can be quite insecure at times when it comes to your relationship because he feels like you deserve the world but the world is too big for his tiny hands. Will his cuddles be enough ? God he hopes so.

He almost cried when you told him you loved him for the first time. He's also baffled as to how you might feel the same way about him.

Drunk Felix is really clingy and honest. Whatever he can’t say sober drunk felix can and definitely will.

“May the stars let my death be between your glorious thighs amen-“ “Felix-”

Felix is weird but it add to his charm. It’s not unusual for you to wake up in the middle of the night and find the pillow besides yours empty. In the dead of night, you will find Felix munching on some weird ass food combinations.

He also has a habit of doing things that are extremely adorable without even noticing it. Like walking around the house in his oversized shirts, his hand clutching at the cuffs whilst the other one sheepishly rubs his eye.

“Can I lay on your lap ? I promise I won’t fall asleep. I just need to rest for a little.” His voice is so soft and hushed. “Of course, come here.” He throws himself onto you as he comes hopping on his tip toes.

He falls asleep on his desk too often, so you have to carry him back to his room, where he snuggles against you while you lead him there. Once he's in his room, he insists that you stay with him, so you wait until he falls asleep as you play with his hair, and he wakes up thinking it was all a dream.

I firmly believe that Felix’s love language is acts of service. Like making you coffee and bringing you random snacks as you work or wrapping you up in fluffy blankets whenever he catches you slacking on the couch.

He's been romanticizing anything and everything since he met you. When he sees beautiful flowers, he wants to bring them to you, but he also believes that their beauty stems from the fact that they are alive, so he argues and stresses a lot when deciding what to do in simple situations like these.

His edginess belongs to his impulsiveness and his style only at any other situation he's a complete softboy.

And I'm certain he knows a variety of card tricks. He enjoys showing off, and he enjoys it even more when you become fascinated and beg him to share the trick.

If you're a morning person, you'll probably spend your mornings alone in solitude, finishing work before the day begins, but if you're a night owl, you and Felix will go out for night walks and Felix would go out for night walks, sharing headphones to play some music, enjoy each others presence and develop a habit of watching the sunrise together.���

Felix makes you playlists at the most random times and with the most random names. Until one day he sent you a playlist at around 4 a.m called “you”, filled with his favorite music. He usually sees music as a safe space for himself and now that you are his safe place too it’s only appropriate for him to do so. This only further proves how he spends his time thinking about you.

I feel like Felix would have what most would call "attachment issues" but it’s mainly because of his protective tendencies. This is not to say that he’s this "overly jealous toxic" character; rather, he has never had anyone to truly call his own in his entire life so he would do anything to protect it.

Felix is also big on astrology, so if you want the perfect birth chart, he'll give it to you. Also he owns a lovely deck of tarot cards, and if you ask him for a love reading, he can't manage to keep his words and feelings to himself so he modifies your reading according to him and his desires. Let the boy abuse his powers for the sake of love.

His style could be described as dark academia, his wardrobe mainly consists of dark colors, lots and lots of blazers and a lot of oversized shirts. He also loves jewelry so he owns a lot of rings and chains. Just so you know, if you're wearing any of his rings, his heart is doing cartwheels.

Is it obvious that he loves it when you place your hand in his and play with his rings with your fingertips.

Spoil him. Buy him that baby blue hoodie with cat ears.

“Ah, you look adorable.” “Isn’t it a bit too b-big ?” “You could say that. Do you mind ?” “No, I like it that way.” “I would know.” You smirk followed by felix’s gasp. “If you so desperately wanted a cat boy you know you have me right ?” Nudging your shoulder, Sage leapt into the conversation. “What is he talking about ?”  Felix grumbled, only to notice two fuzzy triangular fabrics on top of his head as he brushed his fingertips over it.

He’s obsessed with your hands, kissing your knuckles, drawing circles in your palm. At a certain point it became an involuntary gesture he does it quite often without realizing.

He’s also canonically extremely blushy but he would never admit it. You’re convinced he uses some sort of make up because it is not possible for the pink dusting his cheeks to look this good.

He insists that you’re cold even in the warmest weathers because he wants to see you in his coat.

Sage forces Felix to take his thirst trap Tiktoks.

He really appreciates it when you add to his herbal tea collection without him noticing and he considers it a sign of affection because he takes his tea very seriously.

He loses it when you call him baby he gets flustered and frustrated but it’s all because it rolls off of your tongue so nicely that he can’t get enough of it.

Felix owns a broad collection of scented lip balms some of them are tinted. You didn’t hear this from me.

He never once took anything the Sage says seriously until he saw how well you two got along. He never thought that he would be standing there taking relationship and flirting advice from the frat boy.

Felix is a complete asshole when he wants to. He’s very verbal about it too. Consistent sarcastic remarks and eye rolls. I mean it runs in his blood, look at Escell.

You love it when he suddenly whips out the confident Felix, it’s not a daily occurrence you know.

When Felix is concentrated, he’s lost and there’s almost no way you or anything else can distract him. So it’s time to grab some colorful hair clips and ties to fuck around with his hair.

Felix is not the best at verbally expressing his gratitude towards you. He doesn’t know what he would do if you weren’t there for him at the lowest points of his life where normally he would close himself and bare the weight of his family problems and personal life issues that he can’t seem to get out of. Now he has you, someone who’s willing to listen to him and offer him a warm embrace when he needs the most. 

While you to play games together, when he wins he wears that iconic shit eating grin of his with pride looking at you through the corner of his eye. “Shit, what do you want me to say to that felix ? Perhaps I should call you master now that you won ‘one’ fucking round.” He is praying that the screen light is covering the fact that he is a blushy mess after hearing you say that.

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I cannot stress this enough but he is extremely vocal in bed. Whining, trying to restrict himself from making too much noise but failing miserably.

Muffled pants, choked sobs and lots of pleasure infused tears.

He loves getting praised during sex but what he loves more is to get praised after it’s all over. Like you telling him how great he was, how well he behaved, how good he made you feel. He experiences sub drops a lot so please assure him that he did well :(

He’s into power-play but not in a submissive or dominant kind of relationship, it’s more of a psychological thing where the fact that he can see how good he makes you feel gives him a rush of confidence and adrenaline.

I believe that this motherfucker is a masochist, pain makes him more excited than getting an update on his favorite author who went on a year long hiatus and that is saying a lot.

Bite him. Scratch him. It is so stimulating for him he can reach his high just from those actions.

Fuck do anything to his ears bite, lick, pull, blow on it. He is extremely sensitive so anything you do will basically drive him out of his mind. It will most definitely lead to him trembling beneath your fingertips.

You must think that you are the only one who is such a tease but you’re wrong. Felix teases you quite often mostly to direct your attention towards him or to keep your attention on him. He’s quite greedy when it comes to you and your hands on his body. Unbuttoning unnecessary amount of buttons on his shirt to show a little skin that he knows you’ll notice. Playing with his necklace placing the chain between his lips dragging it towards the inside of his bottom lip teasing the metallic charm with the tip of his tongue. He definitely ain’t oblivious he knows exactly what he’s doing and he makes sure that you know exactly what he’s doing.

When he’s in the mood he will tug the hem of your top meanwhile his eyes are glued to the floor or graze the temples of his glasses between his lips, his teeth lightly nibbling the pointy edge. He loves to play dumb too. When you question him, he acts like he doesn’t intend anything and that you need to get your head out of the gutter.

At the end of the session Felix looks divine. Drool leaking down from his bottom lip to his jaw line towards his neck, his bangs sticking on his sweat coated forehead, his chest rising up and down quickly. His eyes rolled at the back of his head, his hands still clutching tightly to the sheets. Faint whimpers and deep breaths filling the air.

Leading up to the after care, his shy self returns. He buries his face to your chest hiding his blushy cheeks beneath the palms of his hands.

He likes to experiment a lot and you are his favorite subject.

It shouldn’t be surprising to find random kink definitions or role-play ideas on the search history of your laptop. After all Felix just asked for it to write an email, that’s all there is to it. That’s until you offer to try them out.

He doesn’t act upon his jealousy, what he does instead is that leaving marks on you especially around your neck and your chest where he knows it will show. Don’t cover them up if you don’t wanna deal with him.

“People just don’t appreciate art anymore.” “Felix these are, hickeys.” “Oh so now you are judging my art medium ?” “Since when proving Sage that I got railed by you is a form of art ?”

I didn’t see anyone point this out but whenever he is in the sub space he tends to be more on the bratty side. He starts of shy but his confidence builds up as the tension rises. Meaning that you should be ready to get your patience tested.

When you two are in separate places your suggestive words and tone leads up to phone sex, which Felix secretly fantasized about a lot. What made everything even more dirty was the fact that you didn’t know that he was laying on your bed surrounded by your scent and humping your pillow. Once you come back home you are greeted with a fresh pair of sheets on your bed. Apparently Felix decided to do you a favor and clean your room as well as the the whole house. He’s crossing fingers that you don’t notice because he knows that he’ll never hear the end of it.

Felix knows a lot about sex but his knowledge is based upon fiction rather than experience. So, naturally, he is more interested about learning specifically how your body responds to certain actions, what you enjoy and what you’re interested in so teach him. He’s a good student and oh well he’s a quick learner.

Pull his hair pull his hair put his hair pull his hair pull his hair pull his hair pull his hair pull his hair.

When he settles between your legs as he ties his hair, he places the hairband between his lips and looks up at you with half lidded eyes. It’s his definition of torture.

Even though he doesn’t give off that vibe, he is very freaky if you would’ve known what his AO3 tags consisted of you would agree.

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[gothamslittlejester]

Obsessive Ledger!joker x reader

I’ve been spoiling you all recently with all this Ledger!Joker, so you’re welcome 😎 (but also so sorry because I did go on a hiatus without saying anything for half a year 😬). Let me know in the asks if you want something in particular, I love writing for J so much! I have a few already that I am working on as we speak, so stay tuned for those 💜

Below are headcannons for a more yandere and darker joker than I usually write 👻 nothing abusive here because J is still very much my comfort character, but it definitely includes over-possessive, protective and stalker themes, as well as encouraging reader to join in on his murderous chaos

Warnings: morally ambiguous reader, joining joker on his “fun” i.e. mentions of torturing others, blood, weapons, severed body parts as gifts, implied seggsy time

· Before adoration, fondness or love, the first feelings Joker had for you was pure obsession. Obsession with what you thought and felt, what you liked to do and why you liked to do them. Obsession with your safety and the need to protect you, which led to jealousy and possessiveness very often. It was primal, and longing, and left him thirsting after your presence like a greedy, hungry wolf. He wanted you- needed you- and he was going to get you

·In spite of a period of flirting, suggestive jokes and hinting touches, Joker made it clear pretty quickly what his feelings were for you. Because of his lifestyle death is like a waiting shadow, and wasting time on what he wants is just not his style  

· Quite soon into the beginning of your more romantic relationship, you move into his hideout for the sake of your safety, which calmed J down with some of his possessiveness and paranoid thoughts. He knew his home was the safest place in Gotham, excluding Bruce Wayne’s cave, and with you in it that meant you were safe too.

·When he’s gone, he’ll leave a huge shotgun behind for you to use in case of emergency, as well as Chechen’s Rottweilers. You’ll find some stray knives and pointy objects hidden in your coats too, “just in case”, but its more heartwarming to you than annoying

· He loves to lay on you at night, whether it be right on your chest to hear your heartbeat, or on your belly where he can feel your soft skin pressed against his scared cheeks. Not only is it pleasant and lets his touched-starved soul get some attention, but it also makes him hyper aware of every shift or move your body does while asleep. It also prevents you from sneaking out of the bed to run away, which is one of his more paranoid thoughts. Don’t try to move away or push him off, he will smack your hand back and snuggle in deeper, wrapping his arms around you like a snake

· He doesn’t care what insecurities you have regarding your appearance; he admires every single piece of you and will cuddle with whatever he wants, so push your anxieties aside because Joker hungers for all of you

· His gifts can sometimes be very macabre. Generally, he loves to spoil you with an array of things, such as new clothes or lingerie, plush toys of your favorite animals, snacks you said you’ve wanted to try, or even just random knick-knacks he stole from his victim’s homes. However, if he’s feeling adventurous or extra flirty that day, he will bring you certain body parts to symbolize his feelings for you.

· You’ve definitely found your fair share of human hearts in your fridge, because he adores how your heart races when your scared. You’ve found a pair of lungs stuffed in there too, because the little gasps you make when frightened or anticipating his touch are delicious to him. You went to get milk once and right behind the carton was a tongue, symbolizing how much he relishes your little talks and midnight conversations

· Once, he brought over a whole corpse, the body decomposing and gnarled, skin ripped to shreds and a face pummeled so brutally it had concaved. “Don’t need to worry about them any more doll,” he giggled, spitting on the body with a fervor that thrilled you. It took a few minutes of intense staring- why did they look familiar?-  but then it clicked in your mind; it was the very person you had fumed and vented to Joker about last night, right before he had spontaneously left

· “J,” you began, eyes nearly popping out of your head. “Did you kill him... for me?”

· “ ‘Course I did, sweetheart.” He rolled his eyes like it was the most obvious thing in the world. “You know I’d, uh, kill anyone for you. Nasty fucks like them especially-ah.”

· If you have to leave for longer periods of time, whether that be for school or work, Joker will always have a few of his men stalking you from a distance, making sure you’re safe and that no one dangerous is within a 1 mile radius of you. They also have explicit instructions to take photos and send them to J, because he likes looking at your oblivious little face.

· He’d do it himself if he has the time, which he sometimes does, but he too is quite busy with his own things (when anarchy calls, as they say), so hiring lookouts is the next best thing. If he could, he’d have you right by his side at all times… how pretty you’d look in a soft purple leash... but that’s just daydream fuel for now

· Speaking of photos, Joker knows his ways around a camera. He makes... lovely home videos that he sends to news channels in his free time (rip fake batman) and he continues to practice at his craft from time to time. He even won a deepweb award for best snuff film of the year, which boosted his ego to ungodly heights. He’s absolutely delighted about it and hints that you should watch it on one of your movie nights, but he does warn it’s not for the faint of heart

· Taking videos and photos are one of his favorite hobbies, and if you’re down to clown… he’d certainly bring it in the bedroom

· Speaking of his more thrilling hobbies, Joker will constantly suggest you join him on his escapades or help out behind the scenes, especially if he picks up on any sort of interest from you concerning his ‘job’. Joker is an observant man, and he reads you like a book. He knows you likely have some dark, sinister thoughts running around in your head - you must, if you’re with him- so he does everything he can to encourage you to let them out. Joker will never judge this side of you, no matter how grim. He’ll try and harness it, bring it to light. He hates the thought of you shying away from your true self, embarrassed of your darker nature, but what he hates even more is you thinking he’ll be disgusted with you or disappointed. How can you think that?

· “No no no, bunny, not me. You’re my muse, so give me some inspiration hmm? Tell daddy exactly what’s going on in that mind of yours...”

·  If you do show interest in the darker side of his job, he’d smile so big that his scars take up his whole face. He’d teach you everything; how to fire a gun, how to stab someone, how to hide a body and how to torture one. He’ll spread out all his weapons on the floor and let you choose which one calls to you, like a deranged ceremony, informing you on the pros and cons of each one. He’ll even invite you into the warehouses he designated just for torture, which are just as gruesome and sinful and they sound

· J let’s you watch as he hurts his victims, whom are purposefully rapists and killers to make you feel less guilty, and let’s you join in on the fun whenever you gain the courage. He even went as far as to buy a whole torture set off the black market, from scalpel to needles, just to give you options. Joker loves to see how creative you can get, and it’s one of the few times he lets you take complete control

· “The floor is yours, bunny. Impress me.”

· He is down for pretty much anything, and that mindset is not exclusive just to the bedroom

·Any couple activity you fear might be too far or creepy for other people… is right around J’s alley. Weird kinks or foreplay games you want to try? No problem. Making love in abandoned houses or cemeteries? Now that’s his type of romance. You want to carry a small vial of his blood around your neck? He is all game, but only if he gets one of you as well. Matching knives? He’s blushing. Satanic blood ritual from a sketchy website that’s supposed to bond your souls for eternity? Perfect, his weekend plans were centered around you anyways

· Now…If he feels that you’re not giving him enough attention or start to push him away, he will resort to crazier means to obtain your love back. He’ll set off random bugs, rats or even henchmen into your home to scare you, gleefully waiting to hear you cry out his name in fear. Like a small, dependent little kitten, mewling for their protector. He’d come in, guns ablaze, looking for whatever scared his darling angel, killing them on sight. You’d run into his arms, tears streaming down your face as you cling to Joker like your life depended on it- just how he liked it. He’d coo mockingly and pull you closer, rubbing your back as he unashamedly basked in your physical touch.

· In general however, your soft caresses, kisses and reassuring words are enough to keep him very pleased. He knows you adore him and are head over heels obsessed just like he is, and that truly does put a smile on his face.

[blu-joons]

DATING PENTAGON A⇴Z HEADCANON ⇴ Yan An

A ⇴ AFFECTION

Yanan will always turn cute when he wants affection from you, he could be hard at work, but the moment he gets his arms around you, he turns into the softest human, refusing to let you go until he really has to.

B ⇴ BEFORE DATING

The two of you met whilst Yanan had taken his hiatus, bumping into each other at the coffee store. You naturally fell into conversation with one another, and Yanan soon found himself feeling very comfortable around you too, opening up to you more with the more time that the two of you spent getting to know each other.

C ⇴ CONFESSION

As he began to really feel like himself around you, Yanan soon found himself planning out how he could confess his feelings to you. Even the boys were surprised that he’d fallen for you, but he knew what he wanted, and he was desperate to make sure that he got it too. His confession was minimal, little fuss, just a simple evening together, with his confession suddenly being dropped into conversation as if it were no big deal.

D ⇴ DATES

Your dates with Yanan were always pretty random, you never quite knew what to expect when he told you that he’d take the reigns and plan what the two of you would be doing. Of course, you’d trust in him and what he had planned, often being left surprised when you found out what it was. He loved to find new things around the city for you to try, the more stupid the better as far as he was concerned. Whatever happened, your dates always left you with memories that you’d hold onto for the rest of your life.

E ⇴ EXPERIENCE

Yanan knew nothing else other than the single life before he met you, and so he spoke to plenty of his family and friends as your relationship progressed to try and get a bit of a better understanding of what was going on and what he should do as a boyfriend. When most just told him to trust in his instincts, he panicked, but as he settled, he began to realise how right they were, and that by just being himself, things were going to be alright, and your relationship was going to balance itself out too.

F ⇴ FIGHTING

You were very aware of how arguments made Yanan feel, so you were always conscious whenever you felt yourself losing your temper and needing to bite your tongue. Arguments were kept to a minimum anyway you both were good at talking and had quite calm personalities anyway. For you to end up getting angry, it would have to be something huge to set you off which would often leave Yanan just staring back at you whilst he let you get everything that you had to say off your chest. Once you were calm, then he’d talk, always the one to relax the situation and stop anymore raised voices speaking.

G ⇴ GETTING TO KNOW HIS FAMILY

He couldn’t wait to take you home properly and introduce you to his family. It all felt a little too quick for you if you were honest, but seeing how keen he was, you went along with things. Thankfully, his family were so sweet, and so appreciative of you and how positive a change you were in his life too.

H ⇴ HOME

Yanan often liked to keep you at the dorm so that he knew where you were and that you were safe too. Although he knew you had your own place, he preferred to have you with him, where the other members could also look after you. The more people around you who cared, the better, as far as Yanan was concerned.

I ⇴ “I LOVE YOU”

In a slightly emotional ramble, Yanan ended up being the first of the two of you to mention love. He’d had a pretty torrent time, and as he began to offload on you and thank you for being there to him, before he really had a moment to think about what he was saying, he ended up telling you just how much he loved you.

J ⇴ JEALOUSY

The savage side of Yanan would always be on show whenever he found himself getting jealous, he’d get snappy and smart towards the person that was igniting the jealous feeling inside of him, until they were left with little other choice but to walk away. When this side came out, you could only stand back and laugh at how protective he was and how keen he was to remove the other protagonist out of the situation as quickly as he could, even if he’d try and protest that he wasn’t jealous at all.

K ⇴ KIDS

Talking about the future wasn’t something that Yanan was big on, it was daunting for him and often left him feeling quite anxious about how things could change. He was happy in the now, and knowing that he had you with him, the last thing he really wanted to do was think about the future, scared that for as much as you talked about a future together, there might be a chance of a future without you too.

L ⇴ LAUGHTER

Yanan had several random quirks that always kept you laughing whenever you were around him, never quite able to anticipate what he’d do next. One thing was for sure though, was that it was always going to end up with you laughing at him and questioning what you ever saw in him. Just with his jealousy, his savage remarks would often leave you in fits of giggles too, especially when they were directed at his other members. At times, he just couldn’t bite his tongue, but the sound of you laughing at him was often the encouragement that he needed to do it more, even if the other members were desperate for him to stop.

M ⇴ MISSING

He’s not the best at hiding his feelings, and so the boys will always know when he’s missing you and when they’re needed to pick him up and make him smile. The night before leaving to go on tour is always the toughest for him, knowing that he’s going to be without you soon and that he’s entering his last few hours around you are always hard. Yanan isn’t one for goodbyes, a small part of him always just thinks about leaving without saying goodbye to save himself the torment, but he knows that he’ll end up going on tour with you pretty mad at him if he does that, choosing to say goodbye instead, however hard it is.

N ⇴ NICKNAMES

Every nickname that Yanan has for you is always incredibly soft. He loves having pet names for you that he can call you by, so much so, that it’s almost impossible to ever hear him call you by your actual name.

O ⇴ OBSESSION

He’s obsessed with your smile, it’s a great comfort to him to look at, going a long way towards always picking his mood up as well.

P ⇴ PDA

Yanan loves to tease you a little bit in public, but only when the two of you are alone. He’s not one to make a big deal of your relationship, but if it’s quiet, he’ll let his hands wander a little closer to places that they shouldn’t and tug a little harder against your lips whenever you reach up to give him a kiss.

Q ⇴ QUESTIONS

He often asks questions when he needs a bit of support, although he’s confident in himself, hearing someone else say that they have faith in what he’s doing is a great boost to him, which is exactly where you come in.

R ⇴ RANDOM FACTS

You’re always stealing Yanan’s trousers out of his drawers and stealing them as your own. Even though you often have to roll up the bottoms because of his significantly longer legs, there’s something warm and comforting about wearing his joggers instead of your own. Despite it being very obvious to him when you’re wearing his trousers, he can’t help but smile and let you carry on wearing them as your own.

S ⇴ SEX

Intimacy with Yanan is always filled with a lot of love and affection too. He’s an incredibly soft human being at the best of times, but there’s something about the moment and being so close to you that makes him even sweeter, and makes his cheeks blush a little bit darker. He adores the passion that comes with intimacy and being able to make sure that you feel as loved by him as you do by him.

T ⇴ TEXTS

If he needs to talk to you, Yanan will always shoot a text across to you first to make sure that you’re free. He never wants to just interrupt by calling you, so instead he’ll text and wait until you’ve got the time for him.

U ⇴ UNIVERSE

You’re very much Yanan’s biggest supporter, always there to comfort him and cheer him on. Having that one person who relies on him and thinks of him first means a lot to him too, it always makes him happy knowing he’s your number one.

V ⇴ VACATION

Whenever the chance to go away comes along, home is always Yanan’s first thought, and of course that means taking you with him so that you can get to meet his family. The excitement that came for the few days prior to the trip always made you smile, knowing just how much it meant to Yanan to head back home.

W ⇴ WHINING

There were definitely sometimes when Yanan would whine, he’d usually be able to hold it in, but if he was desperate for you, then he’d let you know about it.

X ⇴ XXXXX

Kisses from Yanan can often come when you least expect them, whenever he’s around you, he’ll press a kiss against your body, enjoying the little jump you do every time you’re not paying attention and feeling his lips press against you. He’s always very soft in his kisses too, you’ll often receive trails of pecks from Yanan rather than one long kiss, often paying close attention along your jawline when he’s hugging you tightly.

Y ⇴ YOU

You were his best friend, the one person he needed the most in life.

Z ⇴ ZZZ

At night, you’re often having to wrestle against his legs for any space, usually ending up having to intertwine your legs into his just so you can lay properly. Yanan can’t help it, but he enjoys having another excuse to hold you a little tighter.

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