#finally have a keyboard to add tags lol

[dreemurr-skelememer]

Hey! I love your art so much and was wondering what brushes and/or art programs you use, I'm an artist myself and am just genuinely curious. Sorry if this is a strange ask or anything... I don't use or get on Tumblr too often. Thanks for reading this ask and have a good day/night. (This is my first ask to anyone I think)

hey!!! i use Paint Tool SAI 2!

as of the moment (which means i constantly change it) here is my main doodling/sketching/lineart brush:

my coloring brush: any hard edged basic brush will do, you can also use the bucket tool or the lasso tool, it's simply for coloring

my blushing brush: i blend this brush out by switching to transparency (making it an eraser) and lightly tapping the outside of the paint! (sai users, do this by pressing C on your keyboard. lifesaver been using this shortcut for years) it's versatile, i love using it for gradients

marker brush (usually for ecto): i use this brush only when i want to paint ecto (which i don't do often) but you can use this for other purposes too! it's not my favorite, not even good enough for ecto imo, because my sai 1 version is much better i blend things out the EXACT SAME WAY as the blush brush so please keep that in mind!

a basic brush im testing out for shading purposes: it has a little bit of texture and is made for baaasically cel shading but slightly softer and has the tiniest bit of color mixing

blending brush i barely use and don't actually really like that much: i'm still testing out blending brushes that i like because i can't find one that i like that isn't just blurring colors together or making them muddy when mixed together. if anybody has suggestions, PLEASE let me know! anything like a procreate or csp blending brush that can be recreated would be great

and finally, my rendering brush: it's basically a basic hard edged brush that can pick up the smallest bit of color i use it to clean up and add final touches by using the drop picker often and over the entire artwork

ofc, change anything to your preferences. that's how it goes these are just the settings that work for me :) this also goes for the program LOL i know sai is not for everyone (but it's my baby my bestie my 5ever so like this is about ME)

i have an in-depth post about my CSP brushes and how i work with them (and i don't really ever use csp unless it's a big piece so it's not changing anytime soon) if that's what you have or prefer

my #ref tag is also a treasure trove of my old settings over the years if you'd like to see those too

[slut4thebroken]

Attention writers !!!

(Or anyone who uses google docs lol)

So for a while now I’ve been trying to find a new app to use because I literally have so many wips (around 160 JUST for cillian💀) and it gets overwhelming when I’m trying to look and see what I’m in the mood to write. Google drive helps organize them a little bit, but it’s not really enough imo.

So I came across an app called Obsidian. It’s a little tough to figure out honestly, but once you get the hang of it, it’s super easy. However, my little neurodivergent brain doesn’t like change lmao so I was really hesitant to switch over to that app completely because I like using Google docs for writing (Also Obsidian doesn’t have an underline option??? Lol). BUT I really really liked that you could have folders AND tags. But at the same time, you have to pay to use it across devices so I couldn’t transfer everything on my laptop from docs like I did when I tried using word. And also it did that thing where when you copy and paste from docs into somewhere else, the spacing between paragraphs gets fucked up and as I said before, I have 160+ fics… I’m not fucking going through each one and fixing the spacing😭 So I was about to just accept defeat and keep using docs, but then I literally came up with the best idea in the entire world🤭

TLDR: I don’t like google docs with how many wips I have and I needed an app with better organization than just what google drive offers. I finally found one and figured out a way to have it all organized and easy to find, but still let me write in docs (cause I don’t like change lmao)

Now I’m gonna explain how I use it lol

It has an option for “vaults.” So far I’ve made one for my cillian fics and one for all my c.ai bot stuff. I’m also gonna make one for dc stuff eventually lol but you get the idea

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In those vaults, you can have folders that the notes go in. Mine are just the characters I write for

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So what I did was I made the note title whatever the doc was titled, added the tags, and then added the link to the original doc so when I click it, it opens it in the google docs app. (To add the link, open docs and stay on the “home page” don’t go in a specific document. Click the three dots next to the title and then click copy link and that’s it lol)

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Also when you click on “files” above all of the folders, it takes you to this

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Clicking on “tags” shows all of the tags you’ve used and you can click on one to find a fic. So if I’m in the mood to write angst, I’ll click the angst tag and it’ll show me all of my wips that have angst

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You can also change the appearance to light/dark mode (I made it dark so you could see the contrast of the screen shot on this post but I’m just now realizing that ppl probably have tumblr in dark mode lmao. Whatever) and change the accent color to whatever you want.

You can also rearrange the order of the toolbar (above the keyboard). So I put the ones I use the most (tag, undo, redo, etc) in the front so I don’t have to scroll. You should explore the app too because there are a lot of things you can customize.

Anyway that’s pretty much it. I really recommend this method if you’re someone who has a lot of documents. It takes a while putting the existing docs in, but after that you just have to add them as you create new ones which barely takes any time at all

[xxcartoonleafexx]

Welcome to my void of ultimate chaos >:D

Heya! I often go by Cartoon or Leafe, but my friends sometimes call me silly nicknames like Carton XD (I am female and use she/her pronouns)

TW: I sometimes talk in caps to express excitement, and if I feel like a sentence is too "serious" I'll add one of these silly emoji dudes :D

(Sometimes I cut off sentences with "-" if I don't know what to say)

Fandoms: Undertale/Deltarune, Splatoon 3/Coroika, Pokémon, The Amazing Digital Circus, Lackadaisy, FNaF (trying to understand the lore atm lol)

Personal interests: I really like to draw! I mostly draw in my sketchbook, but sometimes I'll Magma with my friends! I also (kind of, not really) play the keyboard (just to learn an Undertale song XD), I love to read mangas/graphic novels/novels/fanfics!

Some other stuff about me: I have ADHD, Autism, and Scoliosis! so ableists, please DNI! I also have a few gay characters *cough* Click *cough*, so please refrain from saying unkind stuff if you're homophobic :)

Tags and their meanings :0

#Leafe finally snaps - I usually tag this if it's a rant/bio/something with a lot of info/or if I'm feeling really energetic

#Milkcartoon - Crackpost tag >:D

#Silly fire guy - I usually tag this if It's related to Jester or if I drew him in the post (This varies from #Silly water guy to #Silly flower guy, depending on the OC)

#ITBS / Into The Bookshelves - This is another lore set I have

#Fireworkslore - Main lore

Anyways, I think thats about it ^^ thanks for reading all this if you did!

[enniewritesathing]

Get To Know Me

I was tagged by @stargazer-sims​ (thank you ^^)

rules: Answer the questions and tag 9 people you want to get to know better.

favourite colours: Most shades of blue.

currently reading: It’s been a long time since I’ve read anything... including manga.

last song you listened to: Narc3 by Mega Drive. I’ve mildly obsessed with this artist for the past... 3/4 years. Spotify can attest this because when Spotify Wrapped comes around, it always puts me at the top 0.1% of listeners and they’re gonna be the top artist, if not top 3 again. I canNOT wait for their album.

last series you watched: Bob’s Burgers. Honestly, my favorite animated family.

sweet, spicy or savoury: Savoury, definitely.

craving: My mom’s chicken and sausage gumbo. Unfortunately, she’s in Germany for the time being and idk when I’m gonna be able to visit her; she’ll come back to the States on her summer break though. It’s been a whole year and some change. I was gonna ask for the recipe to attempt it but according to my dad, that will get me cussed out. (she really doesn’t and it’s funny when she does.)

tea or coffee: Coffee! Caffeine doesn’t do anything for me, but I like the taste. I need to get some more.

working on: Aside from Simblreen stuff, I am gonna have a busy weekend ahead of me. My dad finally caved in and bought a new phone (Samsung Z4 Fold) and though he can set it up himself, he’s gonna want me to add adblockers and all of that. NBD. (And I get my new phone next week! I picked out my case months ago, lol.)

I am replacing my laptop’s keyboard on Saturday since it comes in on Friday, and I’m mentally preparing myself on how long that’s gonna take. Not that I don’t have faith in myself, it’s just gonna nothing short of dissembling the whole laptop. My main concerns is that I have a heavy hand and these ribbons are delicate and the amount of screws involved. I do like taking things apart. I’ll probably post pics of it.

ofc do this if you want to, but you haven’t 👀, but I’m tagging @pink-chevalier​, @99simproblems​, @thewalkingplumbob​, @sweetpyxels​, @chelseasanidiot​, @katmk36​, @baseicsimmer​, @intergalacticgrilledcheese​, and @xldkx​

[world-of-aus]

Strictly Confidential - Part 2

Warnings: Bucky Barnes being not so smooth ( is that a warning), 18+ extra steamy flashback and an equally steamy ending, you’re welcome.

A/N:if you all get confused with the first steamy scene and how Bucky is referring to the reader as vixen or she or her, this is only due to him not knowing it was you hence why the last scene i am using you, does that make sense? Sorry for the delay y’all, I honestly was not expecting writing this type of smut to be this hard, but it is lol! I hope you enjoy this steamy little chapter, the fun is really going to start next chapter! As always tag-lists are open, and thank you so much for reading!

Part 1 / Series Masterlist

Your striding over till your in front of his desk – a desk he’d very much like to bend you over.  Your hand stretches, a bright smile pulling at your lips, “y/f/n, y/l/n, it’s a pleasure to meet you sir.”

Oh fucking hell.

Bucky has to adjust himself in his chair, his slacks suddenly constricting.

“Pleasures all mine,” no really it was, “ please take a seat,” on my lap.

God get it together Barnes!

“So y/n, why don’t you tell me a little bit about yourself, who you worked for, what you do on the side.”

“On the side sir?” You questioned.

Bucky blinked owlishly, could she please stop calling him sir it was doing things to him, that shouldn’t be happening during work hours.

“Sir?”

Bucky cleared his throat adjusting himself in his seat and slacks as well, “Steve you think you could switch on the fan for me before you head out? Bucky questions voice coming out strained.

Steve offers him a smile, “sure thing, uh y/n whenever your done here with Mr. Barnes I'll be right outside to see you out.”

Your turning in your chair slightly, your skirt going up with it giving Bucky a splendid view of those wonderous thighs of yours, if only they were spread for him like they had been last night. “Thank you, Steve,” your voice sings to him pulling him from the dirtier parts of his mind.

“get your head out of the gutter,” he murmurs to himself under his breath.

“excuse me?” you questioned brows furrowed in confusion.

His eyes widen, “no. No, not you,” he chuckles awkwardly just talking to myself. Smooth Barnes, smooth.

“So,” he clears his throat, “where were we?”

“You asked what I do on the side, and I was curious to what you meant by that question,”

“uh what I meant was do you do anything on the side other than being a publicist to someone in person, do you write on a blog, post photos, make videos?”

“Oh,” and there’s a blush flushing your cheeks at the last question, “well yes, when I'm not with my client in person I usually make content online, mainly videos.”

Oh I know.

Your brows furrow in confusion, “you know,” you questioned, “did Steve show you my work?”

Oh you’ve done it now Barnes, “Uh yes actually, you see, Steve has been trying his hardest to get me a publicist, and well I personally think I don’t need one, and in order to really show me you are the one,” which you are he thought, “he decided to present me some of your work.”

A smile took over your face, “that's great did you have any favorites?”

Yeah, the one where your legs are spread wide for him, pussy dripping on the sheets below you, breathy moans of his name spilling from your lips, those are by far his favorites.

“I can’t think of one off the top of my head, and I apologize immensely for that I had a rather long night last night.”

You’re offering him a small smile, “that’s no worries had quite the night myself, one of my favorite clients had me up late.” you chuckled softly, the sound going straight to his heart.

Oh you little minx.

You were on your knees, legs slightly spread as you looked up into the camera, a groan left Bucky’s lips, hand traveling down his body to ease some of the ache on his cock.

“What do you want your best girl to do daddy?” you purred eyes looked on the camera, it's as if you were staring into his soul, except you couldn’t see him. His fingers hover over the keys of his surface pro, fingers clacking at the words he wishes he could tell you in person.

“pet those breasts for me baby, pretend I'm there, right behind you, whispering every dirty thing you want me to do to you.”

Vixen grins pressing up towards the camera hands wandering up her body from her hips, Bucky watches her hands grasp at her chest breathy little moans spilling from her lips as she plays with her breasts for him.

“god baby look at you, love hearing those breathy moans you let out for daddy, if only you could see how riled up you get me.” Bucky typed one handed, the other hand working his cock through his boxers.

A smirk splits your lips, your hands sliding down your body, back arching as you descend down, “you like hearing what you do to me daddy?” she murmured, “do you want to see what you do to me, how wet you get me?”  god damn Bucky grunted, hands pulling his aching cock from the confines of his boxers.

A moan is falling from her lips as vixen pulls her panties to her side, fingers dipping into her folds. A low moan spills from Bucky’s lips, god what he would give to be there between her legs, tongue dipping into her folds.

“look at how wet you are baby, you going to put a show on for daddy, touch that pretty little pussy for me?”

A moan leaves her lips, finger circling over her clit, “Gonna be a real good girl for you daddy, gonna get real wet for you.” she purred tongue running over her lower lip before sucking it between her teeth.

A growl leaves Bucky's lips as he tries to find the best position to be able to type and stoke his cock to the sight of her. He watches as her fingers descend down, two fingers sliding easily into her wet slick heat. A throaty moan falls from her lips as she falls forward hand bracing against the silk sheet she rests on. Bucky watches entranced as she fucks herself with fervor, grinding down on her own hand.

Fuck vixen was going to be the death of him.

Having found a good position Bucky tightened his hand around his thick length, hand picking up a quick rhthym, he swear he could come like this. Watching vixen fuck herself on her fingers, intoxicatingly sweet breathy moans spilling from your lips.

“Fuck daddy, I want your cock in my mouth so bad,”

Bucky chokes on a breath, fingers struggling to hover over the keyboard, “I want to get my mouth on you, suck you real good daddy, drool all over your cock like a good girl.”

“Fucking hell sweetheart, the mouth on you, you going to be my best girl? Swallow all of me,”

“god yes daddy please let me be your best girl”

“gonna gag on daddy’s dick, let daddy fuck that pretty little mouth of yours, swallow every inch I give you.”

Bucky couldn’t tear his eyes away from vixen as her moans grew louder, she was close, he had been on her page long enough to know what she looked like when she came, and god was he right there with her.

“Your close aren’t you pretty girl, you going to cum for daddy, cum all over those pretty fingers for me.”

The throaty groan that spills from her lips is enough to send Bucky over the edge. A loud grunt falls from Bucky’s lips, his cum painting his stomach, his mind goes slightly fuzzy but he can still her vixen working herself her breathy moans almost have him wanting to go one more time.

“Come on sweetheart, let daddy see it, cum for daddy, be daddy's good girl.”

He watches her eyes slip shut, mouth falling open as a loud moan falls from her lips, “Fuck!” she squeals, thighs trembling under her, her body twitching as her orgasm took over her.”

Fuck she was a goddamn sight.

“So, this client,” bucky starts pulling himself from that dirty part of his mind, “is he another one you publicize for,” he questioned, and really, he’s only asking because he wants to know if he’s your favorite client.

“I make videos for him,” Bucky raises a brow at your statement, a smirk tugging at the side of his lips, “and what is it that you would be doing for me,” and there's a teasing tone to his voice.

Bucky catches when you cross your legs, thighs squeezing together, oh you dirty girl, “well sir, I would do whatever it is you need from me,” and what he really needs right now is to take you over this damn desk.

“Well Steve did say you were one of the best, and from what I've seen your work is spectacular sweetheart,” and he can’t help but to throw that name out there, because he’s seen how reactive you can be when he types out his favorite pet names for you.

“Thank you, Mr. Barnes, I enjoy what I do,” oh he’s sure you do, he’s real sure of it.

Bucky runs a finger through his scruff, “well y/n as much as I'm against needing a publicist, your work has caught my eye,” and really aside from your online content - your secret life, Steve had provided him your resume which was superb. “If you’re up for the challenge and think you can handle a man such as myself, well then the job is yours.”

A grin splits your lips, “I have no doubts I can handle a man such as yourself Mr. Barnes, I’m always up for a challenge.” you wink.

His cock twitches in his slacks, “I like you already y/f/n. Y/l/n, welcome to the team,” he adds extending his arm out to you.

“It's going to be a pleasure to work by your side sir, I promise not to disappoint.” you grin as you shake his hand, pushing up to your feet.

He stands with you, readjusting himself in his slacks as he follows you to the door. “I’ll have Steve give you a call later on this evening to go over your schedule which will basically be mine, I'll also have him give you my number in case you have any questions for me.”

“I can’t thank you enough for this opportunity Mr. Barnes, I'll see you soon.” you grin giving him one final handshake before your gliding out his office doors.

Its 30 minutes later when Bucky is lounging on the couch in his office that Steve is bursting in, a toothy grin on his face, “So proud of you Buck,” Bucky raises a brow at him.

“I know how much you were against a publicist, but the fact that you actually went over her worked and even looked up some of her videos, thank you for giving this a shot, she’s a great gal, and an even better publicist for her clients, you just watch, she’s going to change your life.”

You already had, he thought.

Days at the office were always long and boring, but it seemed today was dragging much slower than usual, the hours ticked by much too slow for Bucky’s liking, and all that had been on his mind the remainder of the day was getting home and taking care of the problem you had caused him, he would make sure you, or rather ‘vixen’ helped him through said problem and it was making him rather anxious. He needed to get home.  

As soon as the clock had stuck six Bucky was out the office doors, all the cubicles on his floor already empty as he let all his employees leave at most and hour before he did. Bucky couldn’t thank the heavens enough, when the walk to his car, and the ride home went uninterrupted, somebody was hearing his prayers. And he hoped to be hearings yours soon.

With the keys in the door, Bucky unlocked the door to his home fairly quickly. Dinner could wait he thought as he made a beeline to his bedroom, the ache in his slacks could not. He wastes no time in ridding himself of his work clothes, settling himself against the headboard as he reaches for his surface pro.

Bucky makes quick work of signing into the device the site already open for him, a message sit’s in his inbox, “come play with me daddy, your best girl is feeling a little frisky today,” a grin pulls at his lips, he wonders why.

He moves the mouse around accepting the private invite, he has accepted many times since joining Xmodels.

His screen darkened slightly as the page loaded, a video box appearing in the middle of his screen, you popped up seconds later.

He sucked in a breath, maroon lace covered your most intimate parts, a black silk sheet laid out under you, “well you at you pretty girl, all dolled up for me, what's the occasion usually I'm the one requesting a private?”

A smirk pulls at your lower lip, your teeth sucking on your lower lip, “well if you must know today’s been a rather exciting day, and there’s nobody else I would rather celebrate than with my favorite customer, you spoil me.”

“Is that so sweetheart,” he watches your thighs do the same thing they had when he called you that pet name in his office. “Do I really spoil my best girl, you want to tell me how I spoil you?”

Your hands roam over your body, “let’s start with the amount of money, you spend on me.” You grin hands groping at your chest.

“Oh you little minx,” he’s typing with one hand again, other hand already gripping himself through his boxers

“Is that all, or are you going to tell me more?”

“You really have no idea what you do to me, do you?”  

He swears it’s like your looking at him, and if he could close his eyes picture you as you are you would be in front of him.

“And what do I do to you baby, you going to show daddy what he does to you, going to tell me how sweet you are on me.”

A smirk pulls at your lips, “you’d like that wouldn’t you daddy like for me to be sweet on you?”

“Oh sugar you have no idea, but enough about that, why don’t we get things moving and you show daddy exactly what he does to you.”

You don’t waste another second as your hand skim your body, fingers going to your most needy area. Your not touching, your teasing, not only yourself but Bucky, and Bucky has been hard since you walked into his office, he refuses to wait another second.

“Touch yourself sweetheart, daddy wants to see that pretty pussy.”

Just like the other night, you slid your fingers through your soaked folds, fingers glistening with your slick, “fuck princess, you are gorgeous, just want to run my lips all over that body of yours, you’d like that wouldn’t you baby, like to have my mouth on you.”

Two fingers slip into you, “fuck daddy, I need it, need you, need you to fill me up, I bet you’d fill me up so good.”

And fuck would he, he’s transfixed by you his dick twitching in his hold, pre-cum gathering at the tip.

A needy whine leaves your lips, “it’s not enough, fuck I want to be filled with you.”

“Jesus baby doll, the fucking mouth on you, why don’t you bring out one of your favorite toys.”

Your shaking your head fingers still working, your back falling to the sheets as you spread yourself out, and god if it doesn’t make Bucky harder, he feels he isn’t stroking fast enough.

“Fuck daddy you have no idea how badly I want you here with me, your mouth all over me, your cock fucking into me.”

Fuck he’s not going to last.

“I don’t think you’d be able to take me, need to stretch you out, get you ready for me baby, just like you’re doing.”

“Am I doing a good job daddy getting myself ready for you, am I being your best girl?”

Oh fuck you were, his perfect, perfect girl.

“Touch your clit, baby pretend it’s my fingers rubbing you, need to see you cum.”

Bucky’s hand moves quicker, matching the speed at which your other hand swirled over your clit. The sight of you a writhing, moaning, mess is enough to throw him over the edge, abdominal muscles contracting as he falls over the edge, a low groan spilling from his lips as his cum spurts from his cock his eyes slip shut at the pleasure coursing through him. A cry from his laptop has his eyes snapping open, your fingers stilling, thighs trembling as your orgasm takes over you.  

Bucky watches you come down from your high. There’s a longing in his chest, he had watched your for so long on this website, that he couldn’t help but to have fallen for you, when you started accepting his private sessions more and more, and now that you’re actually going to work with him, be under him.

His breath catches in his throat as he watches you.  

He was screwed.

Part 3

WorldofAUs Forever Tag-list: @cap-n-stuff-main​ @bucky-cinnamonroll-barnes​ @kseniiafirebrace​ @sideeffectsofyou​ @pinknerdpanda​ @thefridgeismybestie​ @b0nkybarnes​

Strictly Confidential Tag-list: @sweetkingdomstarlight-blog​ @lady-pswrld​ @connie326​ @lookiamtrying​ @depproselily​ @mollygetssherlockcoffee​ @jaywolf840​ @calwitch​ @genlovesdcb​ @xoasalxo​ @jbarness​

[themandilorian]

I'm sorry this took forever! I DO love being tagged please don't give up on me @pumpkinspice-prouvaire

how many works do you have on AO3?

13 :)

what’s your total AO3 word count?

122,024 (go me!)

how many fandoms have you written for and what are they?

Two! I have 12 for Les mis and one for the Carry on series

what are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Without Complexities or Pride -my newest fic! And my only fic in the carry on fandom so far. I think the popularity is mostly because the final book came out two weeks before I posted it, so the fans were hungry for more. I do love it and I think I did a decent job though.

Keyboard Revolutionaries- for the ExR big bang. This was such a fun collaboration with yayee (my beloved) and the format was more ambitious than my usual stuff. I have passive-aggressive baking recipes, blog posts, and Yayee's gorgeous art, which I think contributed to the fic's popularity too.

Call off the Search for Your Soul -my one and only multi-chaptered fic! It's a hallmark movie AU and I adore it. It the only fic I posted without finishing the story first and I love the comments and interactions I got, but it was so STRESSFUL. It made me realize I'd rather just finish the whole thing and post it all in one go and call it a day. My nerve can't take the roller coaster of emotions that comes with a work in progress. I don't really like reading wips either, so I made up my mind to never do a posting schedule again. It's all or nothing from me babes.

Marriage of (Con)venience- Regency romance au! My very first fic on ao3 ever. It has a special place in my heart.

Inexprimable Douceur- FLUFFY REINCARNATION SMUT! I had a blast with this one. It has everything I love. Reincarnation, baking, smut, romance, the italicized oh.

do you respond to comments, why or why not?

I respond to all my comments! My works aren't popular enough for the comments to become overwhelming, so each comment makes me very happy and interacting with people who enjoyed my work is such a lovely bonus I didn't expect when I started writing :)

what’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending?

Lol there is none. I am all for happily ever after or at least right now. I deal in life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness.

have you ever received hate on a fic?

Not quite hate! But someone bookmarked one of my fics once and described it with quite a mean comment. I reread the fic and I standby it, so I'm over it, but I'd rather not repeat the experience. If anyone feels the urge to add a mean description on their bookmark, I implore you to make it private.

do you write smut? if so what kind?

I do! Happy loving smut mostly.

have you ever had a fic stolen?

Lol I write for two book fandoms. Nothing I do would ever be famous enough to be stolen. (I'm happy about it! I can't handle large fandoms I think I'd pass out from anxiety.)

have you ever had a fic translated?

One can always hope!

have you ever co-written a fic before?

Not quite co-writing, but I wrote a smutty sequel for @cx-shhhh's super fun stripper fic as a gift.

what’s your all time favorite ship?

Nooooo don't make me choose between Snowbaz and ExR. I love them too much.

what’s a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will?

One original short story with a pretty cool concept that includes folklore and an environmental message. I was excited to start, but for some reason, it didn't really speak to me after a while. I might come back to it one day though.

what are your writing strengths?

Banter? I like the push-pull dynamic and I was told my banter scenes are fun. At least they are fun for me??

what are your writing weaknesses?

Action scenes. I don't really like action movies, but some scenes require more immediate movements and a sense of dread/adrenaline rush, which I think I am tragically awful at creating.

what are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?

Depends on the context? Is the speaker bilingual? Are they saying c'est la vie as an expression? Other than that I don't really see the point.

what was the first fandom you wrote for?

Les mis on ao3, but sailor moon if you count twelve-year-old me and my school notebooks.

what’s your favorite fic you’ve written?

I still have a soft spot for Campaign Problems, but my favorite now is Without Complexities or Pride just because it's one of those stories that almost wrote itself. It was really satisfying to find ways to tie loose ends and progress the story in a surprising way. For me, it was one of those rare pleasures where things I made turn out better than what was in my head.

Extremely low-pressure tagging @cx-shhhh, @peoplearescary ,@captain-aralias, @shitpostingfromthebarricade and anyone that wants to play. (Do ignore me if you don't tho. I won't be offended!)

[bakatenshii]

my baby.. your tags... on the genshin tag post asfkjasfjkaskj

first off: my fat fingers cannot handle mobile games and ive always loved using controllers, i dont actually use keyboard and mouse a lot when i play pc games LOL im sure if i felt bougie enough i would buy those add-on controllers for your phone to make it like a switch LMAO but i also hate feeling my phone heat up so much playing genshin faskjfakj

secondly: yes please put your dps characters above 60 HAHAHA i mean if you have the resources!! supports you can def keep lower, enough that youve unlocked the talents that might be useful?!!

finally: yes build ningguang!!! i used to think she was so slow but i have her at c6 (by accident) with decent enough artifacts and a 5star weapon, thats why i started using her so much ;w; and her with zhongli and their geo resonance.. chefs kiss

anny I akajaoajaokaoam ok first, I feel that. I can’t actually see half my screen when I play but I feel like I’ve got it ~memorized~ ya know HAHA BUT ALSO I JUST THINK MY BRAINS TOO DUMB TO PROCESS LIKE, pressing keys in accordance to actions on screen rather than just smushing my finger into it tho (but i know my best friend connected her ps4 controller to her ipad and does it like that)

I am a resource hoarder before I’m a women omdaojao razor is 80/90!! and most od my main team are 70/80 like zhongli, qiqi, yanfei n kaeya, but besides them, everyone else for abyss is like.. 40-60 HAHAJAJAKAJQO just because Im so stingy with resources and I dont like my XP books to fall under 250 (；ꏿ︿ꏿ)

&& i will be sliding in ur dms to ask for ur ningguang build I want my queen to get the treatment she deserves <3

[kirby-the-gorb]

reply roundup!

highlights for the past couple weeks:

@shegosato wrote another image description [here], for mining kirby, and @pranque wrote an image description for kirby at his computer [here]! thank you both! <3 all you folks who’ve so kindly contributed your time to add image descriptions since I’m not currently able to are honestly super important and appreciated.

there are also new stickers! etsy link is [here].

on the [last roundup]:

@spageddie28 said: THE GORB NOTICED ME 😳😳🥺🥺💖💖 #all praise the gorb

@askluckyandfriends said: I got noticed too :D

yes!!! that’s why I do these roundups, I love seeing all the fun tags and replies everyone leaves for me, and this way I get to acknowledge them!

@your-local-neighbourhood-kat​ said: The hug would make both of us feel better 🥺🥺🥺

even though he’s got little arms I bet kirby is the best at hugging. (I hope whatever’s on your mind eases soon.)

@shegosato​ said: i love ur kirbys they deserve an id <3 hope ur year's been good so far op!

aww, thank you! I know writing good image descriptions takes genuine effort (which is why I don’t do it myself like I should, I’m sorry TnT ) and deserves sincere recognition at the very least! (I’d love to just properly compensate someone to caption all of them as they go up someday, but it will take a while to afford. I will be sure to put out a call for interested parties once I get there!)

on [keyboard]:

@zer0cracy​ said: Freddy Mer-kirby

ohhh what a good pun! he’s even got the sparkles to match lol

also to the person who tagged it metal gear, I see you. I appreciate you.

on [train]:

@papioligoat​ said: Look at this gorb go. Lad vibin.

he’s where he Belongs.

@rinnyhere​ said: I want to ride an endless train and just sleep. tired of thoughts.

ohh that sounds so peaceful. just ride the train forever. highest quality naps.

on [miner]:

@macro-microcosm​ said: I also lost my part-time work haha. please donate to this artist! they’re so delightful and make such lovely work. they’re at this every. single. day.

aw that sucks! I hope things are at least relatively stable for now. (and thank you so much for your kind tags! I haven’t missed a day since I started in june 2018 :> )

@jupiterlandings​ said: he’s mining to get his webkinz crown of wonder

unfortunately I don’t know anything about webkinz so I can’t fully appreciate the joke but he’s clearly working very hard towards his goals and I support him!

@shegosato​ said: op thats a cute easter egg. also hope uve doing well! mayhaps a post abt commissions or donations will help?

I was very happy with myself when I came up with it lol, and I think that is a good idea! I already put out new stickers this month, but maybe I will finally figure out sticker commissions or just advertise kofi commissions at the same rate as the patreon tier.

on the [sticker poll]:

@liongerudothesilly​ said: I do not have Twitter, but I vote Fancy Dresses please! If you'll take a commented vote!

I just want to make sure you know your vote was seen and counted! (and I secretly wanted fancy dresses to win too lol, but even counting your vote and mine it still fell a little short. maybe I will just do it next time without asking! :v )

on [sweep]:

@aggron-rocks​ said: what a responsible orb

one does not become a gorb on virtue of cuteness alone. good orbs also help with chores when they can!

on [valentines stickers]:

@insertusername77​ said: These are so good. At the rate things are going, Kirby's gonna be my Valentine this year

I imagine kirby would love to be your valentine. :> (he may not be very reliable at giving you chocolate, but I think he’s pretty okay at making bouquets from supermarket flowers!)

@here-comes-de-custard​ said: im going to cry these are so cute

@osohey said: joy and love and happyness and joy

@leolithe​ said: !!!!!!!!!!!!!! great arts!

I don’t always have anything to say in reply so they don’t always end up in the roundups but I see all the tags people leave and I always love tags like these, I love it when my art can make people happy <3

@legendarykerfuffle said: all i need for valentines is kirb

honestly same lol, my partner knows this and often manages to find cute little kirby plushes to give me :v

on [sumikko]:

@virovac said: Decided to look up Summikko Gurashi [screencap of character description for “penguin?” that says “am I even a penguin? penguin has no confidence. in the past, there might have been a plate on penguin’s head...”]

penguin is just like that! (they were a kappa rather than a regular penguin, which is why they are green and like cucumbers a lot. that’s what the plate thing means.)

@askluckyandfriends said: Aww I hope your mom has a great birthday!

she told me she had a nice day! (and also bragged about my art to her friends at the office lol)

on [stamps]:

@virovac said: Kirby says support your post office!

yes!!! we love the post office!

@tinybandee said: delicately places him in the mailbox, happy trails kiddo

if I wasn’t already tired for today I would love to draw him peering out of the mailbox back at you. that would be very cute. instead we will imagine it together.

from the ask box:

anonymous said: It's fine! Don't push yourself, you can't help it not feeling too great *showers you with support*

(this was sent when I posted about delaying stickers for a day) thank you so much! this genuinely did make me feel better about taking longer than I expected to get them ready <3

[mira--mira]

N: Any fic ideas brewing that you’d care to share? V: Are there certain comments you’ve received on your stories that have stuck with you? Y: What are your thoughts on your personal satisfaction with something you’ve written vs. the popularity of your stories?  Do you tend to be most satisfied with your most popular stories? ~~~~~~~

A. Describe your comfort zone—a typical you-fic. AD. Do you accept prompts?

Wanted to say a big Thank you for all your amazing work, honestly just reading fics have made my day many many times.

Thank you so much!

N: Any fic ideas brewing that you’d care to share?

I joked that Twisting Fate was the fic that completely derailed my non-OoT writing schedule, but that honor actually goes to two fics, the other which is still a WIP and an Out of Time snippet: "Summer Solstice".

I lovingly refer to it as my "lore-dump" snippet because it focuses on Madara celebrating the titular summer solstice. More details about the Uchiha's beliefs and religious practices are brought up, what it was like before he was made into a ghost (and finally ties back into Sasuke's early line in OoT that Amaterasu 'looked away' from the Uchiha after the fact) as well as contrasting it to the Senju beliefs, of which Hashirama is not as devout as Madara is to his own, and Yamato and Sai who are both atheists. Yamato wants Madara to have his celebration because he thinks it'll be good for him but Sai is opposed, though he doesn't try to forcibly stop it, because he's worried that if Madara saw there was no Amaterasu, he'd be more crushed than if he didn't celebrate the holiday at all. There's also a scene with Neko-baa 😉. (It's 5K and nowhere near finished 😅😬)

V: Are there certain comments you’ve received on your stories that have stuck with you?

A lot of the early ones, tbh. I first started writing in BNHA (and really want to get back to that fic) and there was an awesome little group of regular commenters that really helped me feel confident about my writing (Shiryu @shiryusamarkanda, captainofmyfleet, beccaaahhhh) I find it hard to articulate how much those early comments meant to me, especially as they took an interest in the fic and engaged when I asked questions in my author's notes about what they thought. Even now those are still my favorite kinds, the comments that are basically "I love x" "I can't believe xyz happened" "is this setting up something about a?" etc. I worked through a lot of my imposter syndrome when I started posting and I know how to get myself out of it now, but those types of comments really mean the world.

A lot of time writing to me feels like I'm in a box, and I'm just typing away at my keyboard. I like being in the box, I go in there willingly but sometimes it's nice to cut open a hole and ask a question and get a response instead of constantly wondering 'I think that's a good line...it's a good line to me but I've read this 50+ times, would someone who's not me think it's a good line too?' or 'oh I love this plot point, I'm so excited to see how it fits into the whole...wait, does it fit right? does it keep up the same pace and energy or does it deviate too much?' I'm thankful for all comments, but readers who engage, ask questions, and take the time to copy and paste their favorite lines in their comments are just absolutely amazing. I've never deleted a single comment, I doubt most authors do, just mark them as read in my inbox and whenever I'm feeling down or unmotivated I go start rereading or just look at the number of total comments and tear up a little that I've come as far as I have. 💖

Y: What are your thoughts on your personal satisfaction with something you’ve written vs. the popularity of your stories?  Do you tend to be most satisfied with your most popular stories?

I do tend to be satisfied with my most popular stories! Mostly because I write when I'm engaged with an idea and that usually turns into a multi-chapter work which, statistically, is more likely to be popular just based on exposure and repeated updates. My top three popular stories all follow this outline, and I would rank them according to personal satisfaction as of now: Out of Time, The Diverging Path, and Birds of a Feather and they fall neatly into how much time/how long I've spent actively writing. For one-shots it's a bit mixed. "Fireproof" did insanely well for a fic that's just over 600 words and was tagged as a genfic. My MerMay series "Anchored" and "Oasis" kind of bombed and I was really surprised neither broke the 100 kudos mark, though I did notice a dip in activity in my feed for kudos/comments/views in general between April and May of this year so...idk what's up with that lol.

~

A. Describe your comfort zone—a typical you-fic.

Out of Time. No joke. There's a reason it turned into the monster it did and that reason is I think it literally ticks off everything I want to write about. I like fix-it fics but I realized after BNHA that I like to take apart a complete work. I have all the canon information (not counting Boruto) and I can rework it as I see fit, like it's a giant puzzle. Time travel would let me do it in a new, interesting way (esp time travel forward) and I have a secure enough grasp on characters that I can imagine all the new interactions within the familiar framework without it feeling overdone to me. Add in my love of kiddo!hashimada specifically, established relationships, found family, and a chock ton of worldbuilding and...that's OoT 😂.

AD. Do you accept prompts?

Sure! I can't promise I'll write them, especially with the mess my schedule currently is...but I plan to do more reader-submitted prompts like I did in May for my hashimada anniversary, and you're always welcome to try your luck and submit one now and see if my brain latches onto it like a feral opossum clinging to its precious bowl of catfood. (Trust me, this is the best simile for my brain. No opossums were hurt in writing this.)

[bangtan-madi]

All Of Our Lifetimes — Five: Requiem

Pairing — Taehyung x Reader

Tags — boyfriend!Taehyung, husband!Taehyung reincarnation au, lovers to strangers and to lovers again, established relationship, implied soulmate au

Genre — fluff, angst, crime (ish)

Word Count — 2.5k

Summary — Does love ever truly end, or does it simply take another form in a new life? The cycle is like clockwork: your lives end and you’re reborn again. You’ve lived it over and over. Each cycle, one of you loses your memories and is tragically unaware until the other finds and awakens their lover. After all these eons, all these lifetimes, is it possible to find each other again—even when neither of you awakens with your memories?

Part — 5 / 15

Warnings — language

A/N — Taglist is open! Comment, message, or ask and I’ll add you to the roster :) (Also I’m a freakin’ moron and forgot to post on Wednesday night like usual, which was yesterday. So enjoy this late chapter lol!)

Previous — Next

The first person you text is Namjoon. To you, he was the obvious choice. Friendly, open, and the first of the members to accept you into their enclave. It wasn't anything in particular, just saying hi and reminding him of who you are and that you were looking forward to tomorrow.

Not two minutes later, he replies and invites you to join a group chat he'd just created for you and all seven members.

"This way, we can all keep in touch!" he says. "DMs are fine, of course, but if we all wanna get to know each other, group chats can be a lot of fun."

He wasn't wrong. The remainder of Sunday evening is spent texting the members. On the way home, while you cook a quick dinner, and when you're relaxing before bed. They're flooding your messages with all kinds of hilarity. Jungkook and Hoseok are a fan of memes, while Yoongi seems to prefer the straightforward communication that gifs provide. Jimin and Namjoon adore emojis, and Jin sticks to his usual bad dad jokes. Taehyung replies to a question every now and then, but for the most part, he's absent from the conversation.

"You're awfully quiet, Taehyung-ssi," Jimin teases half-way through a conversation on whether or not mint ice cream is edible.

"I'm working, but you guys are blowing up my phone so it's hard to concentrate."

A sigh slips out as you reply, "You can put your phone on vibrate, Taehyung. Really, we won't mind. Or at least I certainly won't."

His response is speedy. "Okay. I'll talk to you all tomorrow."

Namjoon sends you a private message. "Don't let him bother you. He can get like this when he's focused. He doesn't do well with things distracting him."

"Yeah...you're probably right."

"Oh, I definitely am!"

"Hey, thank you again for everything. Except for Kim Taehyung, I really feel at ease with everyone. I feel like we're going to get along great at the set tomorrow."

"My pleasure, [Y/n]. I really wanted to avoid you feeling like more of an outsider than you probably already do. Being in a new country, even if you speak the language, can be scary. I've been to enough of them to know that there's no place like home...but maybe we can make it a bit easier."

A smile spreads across your face at his genuine spirit and pure kindness. "You have, big time! Each of you is really fun to be around. Honestly? I can't wait for 'Run' tomorrow! Can I ask where we're going? I didn't see a production report yet, and Director Hyeon hasn't responded to my email."

"We'll probably knock out a few episodes in one night, and I think we're closing down the Seoul Museum of Art. They're going to close a bit early so we can have it to ourselves. The games we have planned will happen there!"

You turn your eyes away from your cell phone at the mention of the museum. Recalling what happened over the weekend, returning to that place doesn't seem like a terrific idea. But then again, if you are there with Taehyung, maybe the two of you can finally talk about what you see in your dreams.

Maybe, just maybe, you can get those answers.

Your resolve strengthens a little bit, and a new message comes through, one not from the group chat or Namjoon. You click out of your conversation with the leader and check the notification.

"Who are you?"

The question is blunt and straightforward, coming from the second-youngest member via a private chat. You open the message, and your fingers hover above the keyboard for a few moments.

"Hi Taehyung. What do you mean?"

"I know we've met before. I can't remember where."

You bite your lip at his statement. So you were right; he does have some sort of familiarity with you, too. Now, to figure out just how much.

"Have you been to a concert before? Or a fan-sign? Maybe you worked on the set of Hwarang?"

"None of those. I actually didn't listen to much of your music before recently, and I've never been to a concert or fan-sign. And I've never worked on any set before."

"You weren't a fan of BTS? Even though you applied to Big Hit?"

"Nope. Actually, my roommate Milo was the Bangtan superfan. I heard of you guys through her, and then of Big Hit. I applied because I wanted to live in Seoul. It's been my dream all my life. Big Hit just happened to have the job I wanted in the ideal location. Call it fate, I guess."

A half-truth, but it will have to do for now.

"I know. I remember. Your gut feeling."

You pause, your fingers halting mid-type. How did he already know about that? You hadn't mentioned it in either the group chat or in the earlier conversation. In fact, the only person you'd mentioned the gut feeling about Seoul to was—

"I have to go, sorry. I'll see you at the museum tomorrow. I think you know the way."

The museum looks almost spooky after the sun begins to set over the buildings that touch the sky. Downtown Seoul is as beautiful as ever as the bright oranges and pastel pinks bathe the exteriors of each in brilliant colors. If it weren't for the thirty or so Big Hit employees rushing about, you might've stood at the entrance for much longer than thirty seconds.

But the moment you're on-scene, you go to work. One of the producers flags you down, offers a brief introduction, and tells you where to hide the English words.

"Have you seen what we did a few episodes back, eighty-seven and eighty-eight?" he asks, shoving a stack of stickers into your hands. "When we put Hangul all over the Oil Tank Culture Park?"

You shake your head, offering a sheepish smile. "I haven't...exactly watched too much 'Run.'"

The producer waves it off. "Just run around the building and stick these wherever you think seven boys may or may not find them. Feel free to go crazy. We have fifteen minutes to get everything set before filming starts. The boys should be here soon. So, go! Once you're done, come back here. While they're running around, you can help me with the grading system."

"Grading system?"

"They're going to make sentences with the words they find. Since you know English the best, you can award points to each word based on difficulty in using."

A smile spreads across your face. "Got it! Sounds fun."

You speed off into the museum, weaving past the sound and lighting crew that are attempting to set up. Several of the museum staff have also stayed behind to give guidance, and you're relieved that the boys and company have the entire building to themselves. This wouldn't be possible during daytime hours when the public is here.

You begin sticking several dozen stickers along the walls, on the frames of pieces of art, on the marble floor. Basically, anywhere you can reach. You cover the Van Gogh exhibit with difficult words like "effervescence" and "halcyon," along with colorful words like "lilac" and "vermilion."

The further into the building you move, the fewer and fewer people you see. Once you've passed the room of modern art and approach the Winged Victory of Samothrace, there's no one in sight. Down to your last few words, you slip into the dimmed hallway and turn the corner.

Winged Victory is just as you remember. Tall and beautiful and haunting. The statue is still so familiar to you. Looking at the base, you can almost see the body of the woman from your dream. Right before you and Taehyung started running for your lives, this was where a murder occurred.

You flinch at the memory of the blood, but something else inside you is pulling you out of the room and towards the fountain. Last time you saw it, you ran from the room and left the friendly acquaintance behind. Part of you wonders what he must've thought. Surely, you looked like you'd seen a ghost.

But you might as well have.

Your feet tip-toe on the marble. The boys have most certainly arrived, and the filming has started from the sound of it. Their crazed and excited laughter fills the echo-y halls. Seeing as there aren't any stickers this far into the museum, you take your chances and continue moving deeper in. The producer could wait just a few more minutes, couldn't he?

The last of the sunlight ricochets across each panel of glass in the dome ceiling, greeting you with shards of light skewed in every direction. Like fireflies dancing together, they bring an almost magical aura to the open space, one very different from the horrors of your nightmares. The columns are made of ever-moving fire, and the fountain is made of glittery stars.

As you stand in the doorway, your throat drys and tightens. Seeing this place again, no matter how different, brings back the memories you can't explain. Are they even memories? Surely, that has to be what they are. But from when or from whom, you can't explain. They're a requiem for someone you hardly know.

Does Taehyung know the answers? Does he know more than you about this event you keep playing over and over in your mind? He's been in your dreams ever since you were a child, as a version much older than you were then and even older than you are now. Who has just one dream their whole lives, unless the explanation is that he has that dream, too?

You shake your head at the absurdity of it all. "What am I doing here?" you murmur, running your hand through your hair.

"Are you okay?"

The deep voice behind you causes you to jump and spin, eyes wide as you spot a familiar face at the entrance to the fountain. Taehyung stands with his hands in the pockets of his pants, his head tilted as he observes you.

"Holy shit, don't sneak up on people!"

The brunet smirks a little and shrugs. "Didn't mean to, sorry. You were staring off into space and didn't even hear me walk down the hallway. And it's hard to be quiet on marble floors."

"God, sorry, I didn't mean to snap." You run your hands over your face. "This museum has...some strange memories for me. I thought coming back here would help, but I think I've made it worse."

"How do you mean? I thought you hadn't been to Seoul before?"

"I haven't. It's complicated." Your eyes flicker to the corridor behind him. "Where's your cameraman?"

"I ditched him, told him I was running off to the restroom. But I didn't see you anywhere, so I figured you'd be back here."

Eyebrows pulling together, you reply, "How'd you figure that?"

"Well, you seemed really freaked out last weekend. You ran out of here like a ghost was chasing you. I was honestly worried until I saw you at Big Hit the next day, and you seemed fine, so..."

He trails off, and the realization of his words hits you. "Wait...shit, were you the one I was talking to both times I visited here this week? The one in the hoodie and mask?"

Taehyung nods, though there's a tiny line between his brows that shows he's as confused as you are. "Yes? I thought you knew that from day one, when you spoke to me at the Van Gogh exhibit."

Shaking your head fervently, you spout, "No! Not at all. I had no idea, honest to god. I just thought you were shy or introverted or maybe had a tough time talking to girls. I never, ever thought you were..." You gesture to all of him.

His brown eyes widen as he steps closer and out of the doorway. "Wait, really? You had no idea."

"None!"

He chuckles softly, turning to gaze at the fountain as the sunlight fades to soft blues of night. "I'd assumed you knew who I was. You were so open and friendly to a perfect stranger. I thought you'd recognized me."

"Not at all," you retort. "I was being nice and friendly because there was something about you that was so damn familiar. Kind of like this whole place, actually. I don't know. I can't explain it."

Taehyung nods and runs a hand through his curly locks. "I won't lie, there's something off about this place for me, too." He shifts his attention from the fountain to you. "You weren't lying about anything you said before, were you? About you being called to Seoul and not knowing why?"

You lock eyes with him as you reply, "I promise, everything I said was true."

"Then why did you run away?"

A heavy sigh slips out, and you sit down on the water fountain's edge. Looking into the water to your side, you run various ways to go about this disclosure. Blunt truth? A comforting lie? A bit of both?

"[Y/n]?"

"I've had this...nightmare, ever since I was a little girl. Ever since I could remember. It's always the same. I'm running for my life with someone I know that I care deeply about. We're trying to escape a murderer who's closing in behind us. He's just slaughtered one of our friends and he's coming for us."

You pause to take a breath, and Taehyung takes that pause to sit beside you. He doesn't say a word, only waist patiently for you to continue.

"We're eventually trapped. The man with me tells me to run while he distracts the murderer. Of course, I don't listen. There's a fight. We're both injured. And we both die."

There's a pregnant pause in the air before Taehyung hangs his head and murmurs, "That sounds horrible."

"I haven't told you everything," you reply. "I'm afraid I shouldn't...but what the hell." You gesture to the space around you. "In my dream, the entire thing is set here, in the Seoul Museum of Art. Our friend was killed at the base of Winged Victory. The fight happens among these columns. And the man and I, we die in this very fountain, bleeding out from gunshot wounds."

You turn to face the man beside you, seeing his eyes shift from his feet to yours as his head tilts slightly. "And every time, it's the same three people besides me. The same woman at the base of Winged Victory, the same murderer with a gun, the same man that this nightmare-version of me loves. I have no idea who the first two are..."

In your hesitation, Taehyung says, "But you know the last one."

Nodding, your knuckles turn white as you drip your knees. Here it goes. All or nothing. No turning back now.

"I do. He's—"

"—Me."

Taglist — @just-call-me-trash-can​, @jaienn​

[mittensmorgul]

The Tumblr Beta Version: an objective analysis

I was tempted to just type “it sucks.” And while that is an objective analysis, it’s not exactly helpful. I’ve sent several requests to @staff and @support to restore my account to the old tumblr dashboard format, and received the same automated reply twice now. I’ll copy/paste it here so everyone is on the same page:

(lol, I had to go back and edit this, because apparently the beta version doesn’t display block quotes on the dash. So I’ve also put the block quotes in italics... hopefully it’ll display properly... note after editing: nope, it doesn’t display italics either... how the heck am I supposed to differentiate quoted text? I’ll start each quoted bit with an asterisk, I guess...)

*Thanks for reaching out about the beta dashboard.

*We're currently testing it out, and your account seems to have been selected to take part in the test. Thanks for your patience while we work on it! At this time there is not a way to opt out of testing. You may see your Tumblr experience return to normal as we continue testing.

WE CAN ONLY HOPE.

*In the meantime, check out some of the new features available only in the beta dashboard:

OKAY TUMBLR, IF YOU INSIST, though I would MUCH rather have back all the functionality I personally invested into this website through xkit... you know... making the site ACTUALLY FUNCTIONAL. Let’s see what this beta version has given me instead of functionality:

*Change Palettes: Go to the person icon, then click "Change Palette." You'll find the classic Tumblr blue, dark mode, and a few other color palettes for your dash.

So I tried out all the color palettes. In addition to the ones mentioned here, there’s one that’s trying to look like a green screen terminal that gives me flashbacks to the early 80′s. There’s a reason we stopped using green screen terminals... Another one is “canary yellow.” It’s very yellow. The “classic tumblr” isn’t actually classic tumblr... all the post boxes are dark blue with grey type, not white with black type. And all the other colors are the insanely bright fluorescent of the new Dark Blue standard tumblr scheme. Which means links are practically invisible unless I highlight them. It’s migraine inducing. The one theme with a light colored background is called “Concrete” or “Cement” or something like that and even that only works for about half an hour before the migraine aura really kicks in. I just want my Old Blue via xkit back. You know, what tumblr actually used to look like. I don’t want any of these horrible color palettes. None of them work for me.

*The new "meatballs" menu: This is where you can copy the post link, unfollow the Tumblr who made or reblogged the post, or report a violation to our Community Guidelines.

I could do all of this from the user menus with xkit, too. I don’t regularly report violations or have the urge to block people I have chosen to follow. Why on earth would I want to do any of this? And why would I want these features located directly beside the post link copy feature? 

You know what I do miss? I miss the xkit timestamps feature. I didn’t have to hover dangerously close to the KILL IT WITH FIRE meatballs menu in order to see when a post was made, and in this era of disinformation and misinformation spreading around this site faster than Covid-19, being able to see when a post was ORIGINALLY created is a far more useful feature than an easier way to block people. For reference: I currently have three blogs blocked. Two of them are pornbots. One is a nazi. If I don’t want someone’s content on my dash, I don’t follow them. This “feature” is entirely useless to me.

*A quick note: Pagination is not supported in this beta test, but we're collecting feedback to send to our engineers.

THIS IS THE ABSOLUTE WORST. This beta test might actually be tolerable if I wasn’t trapped into endless scrolling. If I could page through my dash, refreshing it every ten posts or so. You know why? Because once I scroll about 30 posts down my dash, tumblr starts overheating my laptop under the load of ALL THOSE POSTS. Things start malfunctioning-- it takes longer and longer to load new posts the farther I scroll. And the keyboard navigation (both page down and hitting J to advance to the next post, and even just using the down arrow to scroll as I read a long post) freeze and stop functioning. One of my laptop fans has actually begun to malfunction.

You know why this wasn’t a problem on the old version? If the data load got to heavy, I could open a post in a new tab, click view on dash with xkit, and voila! Brand new tab! I could close the malfunctioning tab and everything would be refreshed to normal! But without pagination, THAT IS IMPOSSIBLE.

Also, after reblogging a few posts, the beta version of this site breaks, and doesn’t open a post tab to add commentary or even tags. It just... reblogs the untagged post with no warning whatsoever. You know... that’s really really not cool. I tag EVERYTHING. Well, almost everything. The tags are the only way to keep track of the 40k+ posts on my blog. And warn people that I am posting potential spoilers, or other specific content. It’s REALLY inconvenient to have to either immediately go to my blog to edit the post and add tags, or even comments. The alternative is to scroll up to open individual posts I want to reblog in a new tab, and then reblog directly there. Ironically enough, THOSE pages actually open with xkit installed, and everything (surprise!) functions perfectly there.

It’s perfectly reasonable to understand why this specific issue has limited the number of posts I reblog. Reblogging content should not be this much of a hassle. Creators have been complaining for a while that reblogs have drastically slowed down, and I think making it even more annoying and difficult to reblog posts will not help this problem.

Also, with xkit enabled, there’s a function that auto-loads images as you scroll, so the images are always visible BEFORE they appear on screen. I don’t have to look at the colored boxes and wonder if this is a post I’ve already seen or something I should sit and wait for. Don’t even think about watching tumblr videos. Loading priority is given to the ads that you cannot pause or dismiss, so that video loads and plays in choppy two second bursts instead of being given priority. Since that’s the content I am actually here to consume, it kinda makes me want to do the opposite of patronizing anyone who advertises here with graphically intense ads. And then when you scroll away, with xkit, gifs and videos you’ve scrolled past STOP loading and playing, which I think might be contributing to the intensity of the resource hogging that’s literally melting down my laptop.

And for reference, I have a pretty decent little gaming laptop. A blogging platform shouldn’t be driving it to the brink of frying itself. I didn’t realize just how much xkit worked to streamline this and provide basic functionality to this site.

*And lastly, if you're an XKit user, know that the XKit team is working hard to update things on their end to make it compatible with the beta dashboard.

And this doesn’t even begin to scratch the surface of what I’ve lost without xkit. And this is a really REALLY garbage response to user complaints. “Oh, yeah, sorry we made our site suck even worse, but those nice people who do our jobs for free will surely fix our garbage soon!”

Dear wonderful people at @new-xkit-extension, I love you, and I miss you, and while I wish xkit worked with this beta version I’ve been forced into living with, I truly feel for y’all who are trying to deal with this nonsense on behalf of all of us.

And to the folks at Tumblr... maybe try to just... make your site actually more like xkit. You know, actually functional. None of these special new features are useful or functional to me. I respectfully request for a fourth time to be removed from this inane beta test.

Give us OPTIONS. Let us display ALL THE TAGS without having to click a button. Let me have back my Activity+ that actually allowed me to interact with people from my dash! That showed me real-time inline notifications in a way that I could reply to with a single click! Bring me back to my column of open messaging conversation icons so I have easy access to the people I talk with throughout the day instead of closing them all every time I refresh the page. I already feel socially isolated in freaking quarantine, please stop shutting off all my avenues of communication!

Let us have pagination! I mean, maybe it wasn’t the best idea to force heavy users of this site into a beta version that doesn’t allow us to opt out until your engineers had actually figured out how to make it work in a very basic way.

*Let me know if there's anything else I can help you with!

YES. PLEASE REMOVE ME FROM THIS BETA TEST NOW. I have let you know exactly what I want from this site. I just want it to ACTUALLY WORK. For someone who spends 12+ hours a day on this site, this beta test version is NONFUNCTIONAL. PLEASE ALLOW ME TO OPT OUT. I AM LITERALLY BEGGING YOU. I WILL ACTUALLY PAY YOU CASH MONEY TO ALLOW ME TO OPT OUT OF THIS AND GO BACK TO HAVING A FUNCTIONAL BLOG AGAIN. WHAT MORE DO YOU WANT FROM ME?!

PLEASE! 

I AM OFFICIALLY AT THE END OF MY PATIENCE FOR ENDURING THIS NIGHTMARE.

(one final quick note... I’ve only been back on my dash long enough to make the parenthetical edits-- i.e. adding italics that don’t display and then adding the asterisks at the beginning of each section of quoted text, and already my laptop is overheating again. For reference, I originally typed this entire post from within my tumblr inbox page-- which still functions normally with xkit-- and spent over an hour on it. My laptop was fine the entire time. Clearly the issue is this beta version of the website. I will never forgive tumblr if y’all fry my literal only portal to the outside world at this time. PUT ME BACK TO NORMAL NOW. THIS IS ABSOLUTELY INFURIATING AND ENTIRELY UNACCEPTABLE. Thanks)

(oops apparently i lied... when the asterisks and the previous final note failed to display, I thought that seemed suspicious, and realized that I literally needed to refresh my entire dash in order to see edited changes. Funny how xkit enabled me to do that in real time, which is just another bit of functionality I’ve lost with this beta program. Please guys, this is really, really not working for me at all, just put it back.)

[celtics534]

Behind the Scenes of Fic Writing: 30 Questions for Authors

This is such a cool tag! Thanks @breaniebree

What was the first fandom and/or pairing that you wrote fic for?

Hinny, all the way! It wasn’t good, but it was Hinny.

Do you participate in any writing events or challenges throughout the year? If so, what do you like about them?

I tend to participate in them semi-often on SIYE. I find them a good way to get some creative juices flowing with a topic or subject I wouldn’t have thought about on my own. 

Do you write fics from start or finish, or jump around?

I go chapter by chapter. I would confuse myself too much if I started writing chapter 5 but then headed over to chapter 12. Also, I kinda don’t plan everything that far ahead. Which I’ll explain more in the next question lol

Do you outline before you start writing? If so, how far do you stray from that outline?

I do a quick overall base of what I want to do, who the enemies are, important moments I really want to happen, but I never do a full outline. A lot of the time I will have something planned for 5 chapters in the future, but no idea how to get there. I let inspiration strike me and go from there. 

What is the perfect environment for you to write in?

A hot cup of tea, music playing softly in the background, and an empty house. It’s perfect when everything is quiet except for my music and my mechanical keyboard.  

If you’re really concentrating, how many words can you write in a day?

Hmmm. I’ve never tested myself but I think the most I’ve ever done is 10,000 in one day. I wrote two chapters of “Only the Best” in one day and I aimed to make every chapter in that story at least 5,000 words. So I’d guess around 10,000. 

Which part of writing do you struggle with most?

Editing. I hate re-reading my work only looking for flaws. If I were to re-read my work I’d want it to be for enjoyment and nostalgia, but alas in order to find enjoyment in the writing it needs to be edited well lol. 

Do you listen to music while you write? If so, share a song that’s been inspiring you lately.

There is this live version of Can’t Go on Without You by KALEO that I love. Actually I’m listening to it right now. I listen to it at least once when I’m writing. 

Do you prefer to write AUs, canon divergence, or canon-compliant fic?

AU”s all the way! I love taking a different world than the original and trying to fit everything into this different situation. I love Muggle AU’s the best for some reason.  

Do you enjoy writing dialogue, exposition, or plot the most?

Dialogue is so much fun. Trying to come up with a witty comeback or heartwrenching final line is so intense and interesting. 

If you could only write angst, fluff, or smut for the rest of your life, which would it be?

I love me some fluff. Like sometimes I go out with every intention on making things angst, and then they turn int fluff lol.

Is there a trope you haven’t written yet but really want to?

I don’t think I’ve done a “forced to share a bed” fic and that could be fun

Is there a trope you wouldn’t write if it was the last trope on earth?

Does slow burn count as a trope? I just can’t handle waiting so long for my ship together lol

If you were stuck on a desert island with only two characters, which would you pick?

Ginny Weasley and Hermione. Hermione because she could get us off the island somehow, and Ginny because she and I would have a great time cracking jokes while we helped Hermione. 

A Hollywood producer tells you that they want to film just one of your fics. Which fic would you want it to be?

Hmmm. I think I would dig a film of Doom Days or Covert Love. Both have everything needed for a movie. Action, romance, and twists you don’t see coming lol.

What is your most underrated fic?

I wouldn’t say I have any underrated fics because they always are so much better received than I ever intend… that being said, I would love if more people read Doom Days

What fic are you most proud of?

This goes back to the last question. I spent so long planning and plotting Doom Days and I am extremely happy with the way it’s come out. 

What is a line/scene you’re really proud of? Give us the DVD commentary for that scene.

Well because I don’t want to give to much away I’ll show off this once part. 

His lips curled with forced levity. 

I love the word levity and I really wanted to use it and then I thought about how when I’m making a bad joke in a bad moment I always smile to make people understand how I truly feel. Such a simple sentence brought me so much pride.

Who is the easiest/hardest character for you to write about? Why?

I find that I struggle with Hermione. She’s so much more… straight edge than I tend to focus on, so I have a hard time adding her into stories because I’m afraid I won’t do her justice. 

What’s your favorite minor character you’ve written?

Right now it’s Prue from Covert Love. She is my own created character and I’ve had so much fun crafting this backstory that revolves around.... Things I wouldn’t talk about here ;)

What is the one fic that got away?

It hasn’t gotten away yet! I can still write it…. But when I was on a volcano in Spain I saw an adorable meet-cute and I really wanna make it a Hinny meet-cute. I just need to dedicate time… which I never seem to have lol  

Have you cried while writing a fic?

Ummm…. I don’t think there have ever been tears but I was hit hard while writing the argument between Harry and Ginny in Covert Love. 

If you had to remix one of your own fics, which would it be and how would you remix it?

Hmmm. I think I would have to say Only the Best because I would have liked to add more hints towards who was the culprit. I don’t think I put out enough clues so the reader could have had a chance to figure it out on their own. 

How did you come up with title for Covert Love?

I knew I was going to be focusing a lot on the undercover element in this story but the love aspect was also going to be huge so I looked up words that meant undercover and really liked Covert. And it’s also a play on words because Harry and Ginny need to keep their love covert from everyone so Harry doesn’t get in trouble ;)

Which idea came to you first in Covert Love?

It was literally just the general idea of Harry being undercover and falling in love with Ginny. The idea to have her be under his protection started to form as I explored ways for them to meet. And when I decided to have him be unable to tell her about his job… I knew I had something I would love creating and working on. I knew I would have drama and so many intense moments I would be so proud of the story, which is always my goal. 

Which part of Covert Love was the hardest to write?

The moment where Harry and Ginny fight because he didn’t tell her about his job. I knew the discovery scene was going to be vital and it always hurts to write Ginny and Harry fighting. So it felt like a lot of pressure and I think overall it came out really well!

If you were ever to do a sequel to Covert Love, what do you think might happen in it?

Hmmm… well I don’t have any plans on doing a sequel at this time, but that’s because I haven’t finished writing the first one yet :P

In Covert Love, what is a happy, post-fic headcanon you have about Hinny?

Harry and Ginny getting to stay together when everything is said and done… maybe a kid or two that love quidditch as much as their mom 

A word that describes my WIP

Strive. Everyone is striving for something, even the bad guy. It all comes back to the person and their goals and how much effort they are willing to put into getting what they want/need. 

Tell us an idea for a long fic you want to write in the future.

Well… I haven’t started it at all and the research will take a while, but I wanna do a Muggle AU treasure hunter fic. Harry is a treasure hunter who is out searching for a famous lost treasure. While out on an adventure, he runs into a wild red head who is somehow roped into helping Harry. They hate each other at first but fall in love with each other as the adventure goes on. Also, there is another hunter out for the glory of finding this treasure and they have to deal with that crazy bloke and his men. If you’ve played the Uncharted games you’ve seen the format and I’d love to do something with it! Let me know what you guys think!

[watchmegetobsessed]

If I Can’t Have You // part 1

woop woop back at it again with the multiple part imagines lol, but this song is just everything!

masterlist

It has been an exciting night for Shawn, and it was obvious he wouldn’t be spending the evening alone. His closest friends all gathered up in his New York condo to celebrate the debut of his new single, If I Can’t Have You. It’s not a wild party, more like a friendly gathering with some drinks, food and laughter. He loves nights like this, surrounded by his best mates, making some memories while building his career in the same time. They waited together for the song to officially come out, counting down the last seconds as if it was New Year’s Eve, and then they all cheered to another hit song by him. Now he is sitting on the couch, listening to Brian sharing a story that happened a few years ago, his tattooed hand is gently gripping the neck of his beer bottle, a wide grin on his face. A round of laughter follows Brian’s story and Shawn chugs down the last few gulps of his drink, gets up and heads to the kitchen to get another one. It’s almost two am, but he doesn’t feel tired, he landed in New York two days ago and will be rehearsing for Saturday Nigh Live this week which is a thrilling thought to him. He is beyond excited to be back on that stage since his last appearance and it’s also going to be the first time he will perform the new song live.

“I told you the song will do well,” Teddy smiles at him sitting on the countertop. Shawn chuckles nodding his head as he grabs another beer and opens it using the edge of the counter, earning a surprised look from her on his bottle opening technique.

“Yeah, you are always right,” he smiles at her taking a sip from the drink and leaning against the counter next to her.

They both watch the group of people in the living room, now Andrew is telling a story probably about Brian, making the guy blush by his words. It’s for sure an embarrassing story, which is not hard to find about Brian, he has quite a lot to be honest. Shawn smiles at his friends taking another sip, but he can’t help but feel like something is missing.

Or someone.

He slides his phone out of his back pocket and as the screen lights up hundreds of notifications flood into his sight. Texts, comments, tags from all kind of apps, everyone wants to tell him how amazing the new song is, but as he scrolls down a bitter feeling crawls up his spine when he sees none from her.

“Will you ever tell me who this girl is?” Teddy questions, bringing Shawn’s attention back to reality.

“What girl?” Shawn asks, but the small smile on his lips tells it all and Teddy knows him better than to fall for his little lies.

“Do you really expect me to believe that there is no girl? Come on. I know that If I Can’t Have You is about the same girl you wrote Where Were You In The Morning about. I’m just curious who is this chick, turning you down and then managing to make you get all worked up about her.”

Teddy gives him a knowing look before taking a sip from her wine. Shawn can’t help but chuckle as he puts his phone down to the counter and crosses his arms on his chest.

“I heard that the less you talk about it the easier it’ll get, but it’s kind of not working for me.” A tired sigh leaves his lips as his gaze moves down to the floor.

“Well no shit, man. You’ve been writing songs about her for more than a year now!” She points out the obvious, making him smile nervously. “Do you still talk to her?” she then asks.

“Haven’t talked to her in a few weeks. I was hoping she would reach out after the song, but nothing so far.”

The last time they talked it got kind of awkward. It has always been Shawn who gave everything in, playing with open cards, flirting nonstop with her, but she is just different. She has always been so good at distancing herself from him just when he thought things would take a turn, but the worst part is that he can’t even blame her. She told him that she is not ready for it, not once, not twice, many times. This is why she disappeared the morning after they hooked up that night after meeting at a party. But Shawn just hasn’t been able to get her off of his mind, no matter how hard he tried and he is left with the songs written about her, most of them she might never even hear, but this one made it out to the world, but it still didn’t bring her back.

“Maybe she just hasn’t heard it. Not everyone stays up all night just to hear your songs,” Teddy tries to console him, putting an arm around his broad shoulders and she rests her head on his shoulder for a moment before hopping off of the counter.

“If it’s meant to be she’ll find her way back to you,” she adds before leaving him alone and joining the rest of the group in the living room.

Shawn takes a sip from his beer thinking about her words. How does he know it’s meant to be and that he should just wait? He can’t stick around forever and just wait for something that might never happen. It’s slowly consuming him, she is already always on his mind, it might get worse if he lets it go further.

Putting the beer down he grabs his phone and opens his texts. He scrolls past all the new ones not wanting to deal with them right now, until he finally finds her name and opens the conversation. The last text was sent by him two weeks ago and she left it on read. He reads back some of the messages before opening the keyboard and letting his fingers linger over it.

He wants to write something, but he doesn’t know what exactly. He is just aching to hear anything from her, it doesn’t have to be about the song, a simple text about her day would already make him the happiest man alive.

As he keeps debating suddenly a text appears on the screen, but he didn’t send anything, it’s from her.

“Back at it again with writing songs about me, Mendes?”

It’s short, it’s simple, it’s pretty witty and quirky, just like how he imagined her reaction.

He doesn’t want to miss the chance to talk to her so he responds hoping she still has her phone around her.

“Who told you it’s about you? You’re so full of yourself…”

For a moment he regrets sending it, afraid she might not get the playful tone of it, but when the respond arrives all his doubts vanish.

“Oh, so awkward. I almost asked if you would play it to me live, but I guess it’s not relevant anymore…”

“I could play it to you anyway. When do you wanna hear it?”

“Are you free tomorrow?”

Shawn quickly thinks through how his schedule for the next day and texts her back.

“My place at 8?”

“See you there.”

[365daysofsasuhina]

[ 365 Days of SasuHina || Day Three Hundred Fifty-Eight: Surprises ] [ Uchiha Sasuke, Hyūga Hinata ] [ SasuHina, pregnancy ] [ Verse: Best Years of Your Life ] [ AO3 Link ]

He’s always done his best to be careful. Sasuke has never been a fan of surprises. Everything in its proper order, proper place, with proper planning and thus his ability to know how to react.

...but Life doesn’t always work that way. Life, as full of patterns as it can be, is still ultimately chaos.

Working on a rather lengthy assignment for his engineering class, dark eyes flicker up as his computer makes an all too familiar sound of receiving a message.

Hey, you busy?

A corner of his lips quirk as his girlfriend pokes in to check on him. His pencil is abandoned, keyboard taken up as he replies, Just typical homework. Need something?

No, just kinda lonely. My class for today got cancelled and I’m all caught up with coursework. But I won’t bug you if you’re busy <3

A brow perks. ...you can come over it you want. At least that way you wouldn’t be alone. It’s just engineering - I can chat and work at the same time.

A minute passes with no reply. But before he can add something else, she offers, ...oh...okay.

...okay, something is up. What’s wrong?

Nothing!

Nothing my ass. I know your disappointed texting tone by now. Just be frank with me, Hinata. What’s up?

Another minute of silence. I just, um...wanted to spend some time with you.

...meaning? By now he has an idea of what she’s getting at, but he wants to make her admit it. He’s never above flustering her, after all. She was such a timid, prude little thing when they met.

She sends a pouting emote. :T Sasukeee…

Don’t ‘Sasukeee’ me. Communicate with me, babe. Tell me what you want.

...I...want to fool around a bit…

There we go. The truth comes out. Smirking at his screen, he replies, ...I think I can take a break enough for that. You just get yourself over here and we’ll figure the rest out.

Okay…! Um...should I bring anything…?

Nah, I’ve got it covered. All I need is you.

Signing off to begin crossing from her dorm to his, Hinata’s status goes offline, and Sasuke decides to call it quits a little early. Tidy as he is, there’s a bit to be picked up in his (thankfully solo) dorm room. Gotta have everything just right, after all. Once clothes are picked up, trash binned, and bed made, he lounges at his desk until a soft knock sounds.

“Come on in.”

Hinata peers around a bit sheepishly, stepping in and closing the door. “Hey…”

“Hey gorgeous.”

“Sasuke…”

“What? Just being honest.”

“You’re r-ridiculous.”

“And yet you love me anyway,” he retorts lowly, grinning as she crosses the room.

“Somehow, yes,” she replies, smiling warmly at him. Knowing his chair isn’t exactly built for two people, she instead grips the arms, leaning over him coyly. “So...ready to take a study break…?”

“For you, any time.” Hands lift to cup at her cheeks, pulling her down to mesh their lips. Hinata breathes a soft sigh, smelling like lilac as she always does. If she ever changes body wash, he’ll be glaringly disappointed. Kissing her slowly until she’s out of breath, he then abandons his seat and stands, grip moving to her waist. The feeling of her hands on his chest - even atop his shirt - makes the skin beneath them warm. “I think your classes need to get cancelled more often,” he murmurs against her mouth, shifting to pay attention to the curve of her jaw.

“I w-wouldn’t mind it,” she agrees, tilting her head for his access. “But I can’t take you away from your homework all the time, can I…? You can’t start failing your classes over a girl, silly.”

“I’m used to crunch time. It’d be worth it…”

Giggling, Hinata lets him push her over atop his mattress, eyes warm with affection as he crawls over. “Then I guess I won’t feel bad.”

“Oh no...you’re going to feel anything but bad…” he rumbles, smirking as her cheeks flush pink.

Once all is said and done, the pair of them tired and satisfied, Sasuke hauls himself up and tidies again, leaving Hinata to sleep as he cracks away at more of his assignment. It’s not due until midnight - he’s got plenty of time. And now he’s got a freshly-bolstered mood on top of it all.

No sweat.

...well, some sweat. But not at all homework related.

From there, life goes on as normal. Classes, homework, visits home...and across campus to invade one another’s dorm rooms. They’re both in their last years, and while the pressure is indeed ramping up, they try to take things one day at a time.

But just as graduation looms...something changes. Texts go unanswered, calls go straight to voicemail...and no matter the hour of the day, Hinata isn’t online.

While Sasuke at first puts it down to crunch time...after a few days, he starts to seriously worry. His messages get a little more desperate, asking her to please reply. But still nothing. A visit to her dorm find it empty...either that, or she’s refusing to answer.

What the hell is going on?

Finally fed up one day, he lurks outside her door for hours, waiting for her to either come in or go out. Other students give him odd looks as they pass, but he ignores them. Something is wrong, and he needs to know what.

“S...Sasuke…?”

Head snapping up, his eyes go wide as Hinata stares at him from the end of the hall. Immediately, he frowns. Her body language is all sorts of closed off. If anything...she looks ready to bolt. “...Hinata? Shit Hinata, where have you been? Have you been getting my messages?”

“...I -?”

“I’ve been worried sick! I thought something happened to you!” Abandoning his leaned perch against the wall, he jogs to meet her, slowing and gripping her upper arms firmly. “...are you okay?”

At the question, her eyes suddenly tear up, shoulders shaking against withheld sobs.

Okay, red flag, what the hell?

“...here, let’s - let’s get inside your dorm and talk, okay? Everything’s going to be okay. I’ve got you.” Putting an arm around her, he gently leads her to the proper door, which she unlocks and then locks behind them. “Hinata, babe...what’s wrong? Please, talk to me.”

Arms hugging herself tightly, she seems to struggle against her emotions. “I...I-I went home. I, um...I wasn’t feeling well. So...I went to see a doctor - a l-lady that I know.”

“...are you all right?”

“I...y-yeah? I mean...technically, yeah, I’m...I’m fine. But Sasuke, I…” Her breath hitches, and a moment passes as she pauses. “...I-I’m really scared…!”

“What do you mean? Why would you be scared?”

Lip trembling, she stares at him as though weighing her words. “...Sasuke, I’m...I’m pregnant.”

His face immediately slackens in surprise. She...but...they’ve always...? “...you’re sure?”

She gives a shaky nod. “...I took t-three at home tests, and then...a clinic test. I’m sure.”

He...isn’t sure what to say. “...w...what do you want to do?”

“I don’t know…!”

“Okay, okay! We’ve...we’ve got time to figure this out. Uh…” A hand rubs at his chin, brain too stuck in its initial panic to really think. “...well...whatever you decide, that’s your decision, Hinata. Not mine. This is your, uh...deal.”

Her gaze averts. “...I-I mean...I’ve always wanted kids, just...I wasn’t really p-planning on it...now.”

“...well, it doesn’t have to be now.”

“...I know. B-but…” She bites her lip. “...in a perfect world, I...I’d like to keep them.”

He gives a slow nod. “...all right. How do we want to make this work?”

At that, Hinata pauses, seemingly taken aback. “Y...you mean you…?”

“What, you think I’m going to run on you now?” he asks. “I thought you knew me better than that.”

“N-no! I...I just...this isn’t exactly the b-best time, and…” Hinata trails off, not sure how to voice her thoughts. “...I thought maybe...maybe it would be...too much.”

Sasuke sighs. “...I mean yeah, it’s...definitely a surprise. But Hinata...look. I…” It’s his turn to fumble. “...I love you. We’ve been together pretty much our entire college careers. And I wasn’t planning on that going away once we graduate. Maybe it’s not how we planned it, but I mean…” He gestures to her. “...I’m here for you. I’ll always be here for you. A bump in the road isn’t going to scare me that easily. I’ve already got work lined up. You’ll have a bit of a late start, but...we can make this work. If that’s what you want.”

“...is it...what you want?”

“...yeah,” he agrees after a pause. “...I love you, Hinata Hyūga. And if things kept working out, then...yeah, I wanted things to progress between us. Kids, marriage, the whole thing. Just because it’s a little soon doesn’t mean I’m against it. Things will be tougher, but...I can do tough.”

Expression crumbling, Hinata crosses to him, arms curled against his chest as she sobs in his arms. “Oh my g-god, I was so worried…”

“...is that why you went AWOL?”

“...I’m sorry...I was just so scared...I-I had to have time to think, and...f-figure out how to talk to you about it.”

“It’s okay...I mean I was worried as hell, but I understand. Just...know you never have to be scared to talk to me, okay? About anything.”

“...I know…”

Sighing, he tucks his chin atop the crown of her head. Well...so much for having a five year plan. But he will make this work.

He’s not the sort to back away from a challenge, after all.

                                                          .oOo.

     SORRY GUYS I know this isn't more of the soulmate AU, but...I couldn't quite figure out how to make this prompt work for it, I'm sorry ;w; I hope this is still enjoyable - a friendo helped me with a plot, and...here we are, lol! I know the tags kinda gave it away, but...I don't want someone stumbling across something they wouldn't want to read, eh heh~      I know some might be disappointed there wasn't more, uh.../nitty gritty/, but I want this series to be able to be read by pretty much everybody in the SH fandom, including those under 18, so...we kinda skipped over that part. I MIGHT do more mature stuff in the future, but...sometimes I'm not the best at it /)///(\ It's a bit of a long reason why, but nsfw stuff isn't always within my ability, I hope you understand!      ANYWAY! I've never really done the whole 'whoops' plot before (well...kinda, but not this ship and not this way). I'm not sure it's very...IC for either of them, since I see Hinata as rather prudish and Sasuke as a bit too careful, but I mean...it's not TOO out there, right? But I think if things DID go awry, they'd handle it...about like this, lol      Anywho...it's VERY late cuz I was working on another project this evening, so I'm gonna head to bed~ Thanks for reading!

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Safe with You//Jordan Parrish

@thesaraaaaahpfan: Hi I have a request💕(hope yoy request are still open) Can you do a Jordan Parrish imagine where he has a nightmare (like every other night) but the reader is there for some reason, you choose one, and she comforts him and after that or the next morning they kiss cause they like each other Tag me when you'll do it so I can like it and tell you how much I loved it right away 😉💕 (Last thing, please do it cute but not too fluffy, I'm not really into fluff, I find it too unrealistic)

cute but not too cute, you got it babe! (well, i’ll try)

Y/N POV

It was a late night at the station, and my eyelids were becoming heavy. Being a part of the sheriff’s department in Beacon Hills was rewarding work, but came with its share of paperwork. The stack on my desk had been finished hours ago, but the stack of papers for my partner had taken longer than expected. I knew Jordan’s secret, and with all that’s been going on in Beacon Hills, he needed a break. After twenty minutes of arguing with him, and reassuring him that paperwork was no big deal, he finally went home, hopefully to catch up on the sleep I could tell he’d been missing.

After filling out the last line and stapling the pages together, I rose from my desk and grabbed my keys. While sliding one of my arms through the sleeve of my coat, Sheriff Stilinski walks out of his office, ready to leave for the night as well, and says a quick goodbye while passing by. Just after passing Jordan’s desk, he turns around and picks up the cell phone that was almost hiding underneath the keyboard. “This belong to Parrish?” he asked, holding it up for me to see.

“Yes sir, I believe it does. I’ll drop it off at his place on my way home” I replied, zipping up the jacket I had put on. I grab my bag as he gives me a small nod, handing me the phone before joining me as I walk to the parking lot. A cold winter’s breeze blew, and the few leaves that remained in the trees shook. I said a brief goodbye to the sheriff before getting in my car, making sure to turn the heat up as hot as it would go.

The drive to Jordan’s house was quick, thoughts of him rushing through my mind. We’ve been partners for so long, I can’t even remember when my feelings for him started to change. Ever since we’d been paired together at orientation at the police academy, we’ve been inseparable. We do everything together, he’s my best friend, but over time my feelings began to change. The sparkle in his eyes made my smile grow, when he looked at me there were butterflies in my stomach, and just the thought of him could alter my mood. The more I thought of him, the more miserable I became. I could never have him. He was my partner. We were suppose to have each others backs, and keep each other safe, not fall so unwillingly in love that any sight of him turned a police officer, with a duty to protect, into a lovesick puppy.

I settled my mind before parking outside of his building, and taking a deep breath before getting out of the car. I walked up the steps, his phone in hand and reached his door fairly quickly. I’ve been to Jordan’s apartment before but this time felt different.. Maybe because it was so late. I reached my hand out of my pocket and up towards the door when I heard a strange noise coming from inside. The groans of distress coming from the apartment startle me as I reach for the key Jordan had given me. As I push the key into the lock, a disconcerting yell comes from behind the door, causing my heart to drop. I unlock the door quickly before unholstering my gun. I quietly enter the doorway, silently shutting the door behind me before starting to sweep the apartment. I’d cleared every room except the back bedroom. I held the doorknob and gently pushed the door open.

What I saw was no intruder, but a very sleepy Jordan Parrish. He laid tangled in sheets, tossing and turning in his bed. I returned my gun to it’s holster and let out a deep sigh. The expression on his face was one of discomfort, his brows furrowed and his forehead sweating. He mumbled in his sleep, somethings I couldn’t make out, but then one word I could: my name. After that, he began to struggle more and more, his breathing sped and body moving erratically. I made my way to his bedside and laid my hand on his arm. “Jordan” I said, trying to wake him.

“Jordan” I began again, shaking his arm a bit, trying to pull him from whatever trick his mind had been playing on him.  After a few more unsuccessful attempts at waking him, I begin to panic. Without thinking, my legs are up and running to the kitchen. I grab the closest thing I could find and began filling in up with cold water under the sink. I bring the now filled bucket back to Jordan’s bedroom and nervously dump the entire thing on his head (and maybe the bucket too). After realizing what I’d done, my heart rate sped and my eyes went wide as Jordan finally awoke from his dream, very confused, and very wet. His head snaps in my direction, his eyes filled with fire, but return to normal once they meet mine. “Y/N?” he asked, confusion covering his face, “what are you doing here?”.

“You left your phone at the station and when I came to return it, I heard a yell from inside, I thought you were in trouble” I replied, gaze dropping to the floor.

“Then why exactly am I wet?”. Shit.

“You were having a nightmare, and wouldn’t exactly wake up any other way” I explained, voice low, and still avoiding eye contact. He looked at me and just nodded before standing. I helped him remove the now soaked linens from his bed and carried the empty bucket back into the kitchen. I hopped up to sit on the counter and waiting for him to come back from getting a spare set of sheets. Jordan entered the room, laying the new blanket he had on the counter opposite of me and stood quietly. After a few minutes of silence I decided to break the silence.

“Do you want to talk about it?” I asked him softly. A few moments pass before he looked into my eyes, his kelly green eyes filled with sorrow. “They were about you” he confessed, “in every one I’ve had, it’s always been you”. I stayed silent, letting him speak freely, not wanting to push my bounds.

He looked at me once more, this time with disappointment. “I couldn’t save you Y/N” he said, voice so low it was almost a whisper. He turned away from me and placed both his hands on the counter in front of him, letting his head fall in between his shoulders. The sight of him so disappointed in himself made my heart drop through my chest. I leapt off the counter and went to him, placing my hand on his shoulder, causing him to look up at me.

“You don’t have to save me” I whispered to him, my gaze shifting from my eyes to his lips, and back up again. I brought my other hand to his cheek before speaking again, “because I’m safe, right here with you”. He slowly brought his face closer and closer to mine until my lips met his. Jordan’s strong arms wrapping around my waist, deepening our already passionate kiss. When our lips separated, the look on his face was one of wonder. The small smile on his lips growing with every passing second, before laughing. I gave him a questioning look and he explained himself: “I’ve never been so happy to have someone splash me with water”. He gave a laugh before he continued “if you could even call that a splash, I got soaked!”.

“That was your own fault! Who even keeps a bucket in their kitchen?”.

Writer’s Note: Thank you so much for the request! I hope you love it! As always, a big thank you to @redstringlovers for being my beta reader, motivation coach, and title consultant lol :)

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Fanfic Author Tag [???]

Tagged by @towonderland72​ - thank you so much friend! i’m a tad bit behind on this [and all the messages in my inbox aksjdnasd] thanks to traveling but i’m finally back home so *cracks knuckles* let’s do this thing

Tagging: @boxesfullofthoughts, @rumpelsnorcack, @call-this-a-mask, @hotchocolatenthusiast, and any other writer who feels like doing this!

Where do you write (add a pic if you want)?

i used to write like exclusively in my dorm room because it for some reason is really difficult for me to write when other people are in the room [like it’s not even an anxiety thing, it’s just very distracting? i don’t have this problem with studying for the most part so like idk] but thanks to Mental Health Bullshit this past semester i now associate my room with, like, all the feelings that are completely not productive for writing lol. and then some. hopefully it’ll be different now that i’m moving out though. i guess we’ll see!

When do you write?

Most productive hours for me are from midnight to 4 am unless i’m too tired [i’m frequently too tired]. but this is no joke, because every time i am able to write during those hours i can get anywhere from 3-5k done which, considering on a good day 1k is a lot for me, is pretty good lol. otherwise, evening hours from 9 to midnight is usually it for me. Morning SUCKS ASS for me, i for some reason cannot for the life of me get anything substantial out before noon. don’t ask me why! i guess i will just never be a morning person

Do you write with music?

YES. ALWAYS. I also always study with music, as i find trying to work in silence [or with the ambience of the room around me] leads to me being very easily distracted and antsy. I guess it’s a case of, music helps me focus and ignore everything else going on around me, especially if it’s not catchy music and i can sort of let it be background noise [but again, it’s different to actual background noise! more focus i guess?? idk]

Do you ever write on your phone or with pen and paper?

my usual answer to this question is GOD NO NEVER THAT IS MY OWN PERSONAL HELL. my answer right now is, i did in fact write 5k words of my heart held a ledger on my phone, on account of a fun combination of traveling, forgetting my notebook at home, and my shit ass iPad keyboard not working, and NEVER. THE FUCK. AGAIN. AM I DOING THIS. the screen is so SMALL you can’t SEE FOR SHIT autocorrect is determined to MURDER ME [how many times did my phone change “Isak’s” to “ISak’s” for some STUPID ASS REASON??? I LOST FUCKING COUNT] my clumsy thumbs HATE ME editing is a goddamn nightmare because of all the above. i would 100% not recommend doing long things on your phone, please, save yourself and your sanity

In terms of handwriting, I have a slightly less hateful relationship with pen and paper, but i still don’t?? really like it??? that much??? which as an aspiring writer feels kind of silly to admit [there are TONS of writers out there who’ve managed to suck it up and write without a keyboard, ya wimp] but it’s mostly because i like to edit as i go, as in i like to play around with phrasings and ideas on the page as opposed to in my head, and a lot of the time there will be something i want to add to the sentence that doesn’t occur to me until i’ve already started writing the sentence, and that’s much harder to do on paper. also i dislike having to take breaks for my cramping hand because again i am a wimp

How long do you write for?

a few hours at a time, maybe? if i’m lucky? i’m not much of a marathon writer. but generally whatever i’m writing i just need to make sure i get to the end of the scene because as i’m sure many other writers can relate to a really fun feeling is coming back to the document the next day and your past self left in the middle of the scene [sometimes in the middle of the sentence if they’re really being an asshole!!] and you’re just like “what the FUCK happens next”

[as a sidenote, i actually usually have longer editing sessions than writing, because when i’m editing i’m always like MUST. MAKE IT THROUGH. THE ENTIRE CHAPTER. FOR THE SAKE OF THE BIGGER PICTURE. which, when you’re dealing with 10-15k words at a time, can be a bit much lol]

Favourite nourishment while writing?

Don’t usually eat while writing? maybe water?? i absolutely snack while editing tho it’s a lot of reading, chocolate covered almonds are the goddamn best but i’ll settle for small candies in general. also drinking hot chocolate!

What is the easiest part of writing for you?

not sure if this means process or, like, easiest thing to write?? process would probably be outlining/planning, which feels much less like work than all the other parts of writing, and also the least pressure, you can just let your brain go wild 

Easiest thing to write is probably internal monologue, is that a boring answer? Idk i just think it’s a lot of fun to try to get into a character’s head and figure out what they’re thinking in any given moment, how they’re reacting to and processing the world around them, etc. tapping into feelings, finding the words for those emotions even when there are no words, is a challenge i get a lot of enjoyment out of.

What is the hardest part of writing for you?

Process - the actual writing lol

Hardest thing to write - GROUP SCENES! ARE! THE BANE! OF MY EXISTENCE! just in general, scenes where you have to keep track of the physicality of a lot of things at once, like a lot of people or very actiony things, are difficult for me because i think envisioning the physicality of something is really hard to begin with [i’m not much of a visual person ,my spatial awareness is horrendous], let alone if there are lots of moving parts to remember. which i guess is also why physical descriptions, of settings or of people, don’t come naturally to me either. i think when i write i sort of imagine my characters in a vacuum which is. not good haha.

Any other writing rituals?

Hmmmm none that i can really think of...? editing i have a couple, like if i know it’s gonna be a session with a lot of work i’ll for sure make myself a cup of hot chocolate because i Deserve It, also i try to save all the stuff i delete into an odds and ends document though i often forget lol. also when i send my drafts to my beta readers i almost always give them, like, a ridiculously long list of things to keep an eye out for. the less familiar i am with a beta the more i tend to send them akjsdnaskdjna mostly because the more i know them the more i trust them to know the things i usually worry about