#i have two taglists for this

[frozenhi-chews]

🫐 Fruitslice Stimboard 🥝

First stimboard I made of these two! Holy crap Sig became such a comfort so quickly. I love him so much!!

💚 💚 💗 - 💚 💗 - 💚 💗 💗

Tagging: @gideongrovel @gible-love-nibles @cherubdulce @impurra @bioexorcizm @clovitecture @wisp-herr | @eveningshards @sweetselfships @skyhavens @stomachacheships @boyfriendeffigy @jocelynships @cinnamon-phrog

[roomy-ghosted]

None of these bitches are wearing seatbelts by the by and I love that they're all probably for different reasons.

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

part two to this post (sorry it took so long!!!)

Childe’s nervous. he’s so nervous, he wasn’t even aware he could be this nervous but he is, because he’s about to meet you.

face-to-face at least, as himself instead of Foul Legacy. he absentmindedly twists the glove he’s putting on in his grip, feeling the soft leather crunch under his fingers. Foul Legacy coos steadily in the back of his mind, almost like he’s trying to ease Childe’s thoughts, urging him out and towards you so you both can finally meet.

so Childe breathes in once, and steps outside to say hello to you in the street.

you’re just as wonderful as he thought, even more so since now he can walk and talk beside you instead of watching you from afar, and Childe finds himself more and more enchanted every day he spends time with you. you’re kind and accepting of who he is, not even shying away when he revealed his status as a Harbinger. 

you’d looked him in the eye and told him, very firmly, that his job didn’t determine whether you liked him or not, and Childe almost cried.

one day he’s on a walk in the wilderness with you- a luxury he’d been taking more often as of late- when you glance up and ask if he’d like to hear an interesting story. when he nods, you break into a tale about walking in these same wooded hills and coming across an amazing creature, unlike anything you’ve ever seen before, with a red mask and twin horns and an amazing sparkly cape that looked like wings. the beast had been surrounded by defeated Treasure Hoarders, and yet had treated you so kindly and sweetly, like you were the most precious thing in the world.

you’re staring at the sky with an immensely fond gaze, and Childe’s staring at you, remembering that day and the complete lack of fear in your eyes, the eyes he finds himself getting lost in daily.

and Foul Legacy is purring, strong and delighted, until suddenly he springs up and appears before you, the Electro enveloping Childe’s body gone in nearly an instant. you blink and your mouth falls open, looking up at an elated Foul Legacy where Childe once stood, and you understand.

a smile lights up your face as you reach up, towards Foul Legacy’s, Childe’s, face, and he leans happily into your touch, almost melting into the palm of your hand with bliss and joy, joy at knowing how much you like, or perhaps love, him.

“It was you, wasn’t it? It was always you, Childe- and your other form- the two most amazing beings are actually one!”

i believe @catboypantalone asked me to tag them!!! if i forgot anyone aaaa i’m sorry i’m not used to this

[hotspurpercy]

WIP RE-INTRO — A STRANGE KIND OF HUNGER

genre — gothic/horror target wordcount — ~90-100k status — third draft themes — hunger & desire / isolation / duty / descending into yourself

SYNOPSIS —

sweetwater, massachusetts, swallows people whole. dr. jonathan fallow thought he escaped its grip four years ago, but he finds himself back in its clutches, as winter creeps in.

sweetwater swallows people whole, but it seems to be in the maw of something else. tracks in the forest; mutilated cattle; a nightly howling chorus. the townsfolk are quick to cry devil, encouraged by their firebrand pastor, gabriel goodwin. jonathan is determined to prove that the creatures lurking in the woods are wolves, nothing more — but a night vigil and a glimpse of something horrifying force him to reconsider.

to expose the rotting heart of the village, he’ll have to form an alliance with a faceless traveller, a disgraced former surgeon — and the pastor’s beautiful younger brother.

( + TAGLIST UNDER THE CUT ! )

@nallthatjazz / @cannivalisms / @perditism / @spillme / @upoffringar / @thelittlestspider / @wildswrites / @brownpaperhag / @akoumi / @quilloftheclouds / @absolute-nonsense-scribblings / @birdywrote / @tiredlittleoldme / @strangerays / @ninazeniks / @authortango / @aetherwritesthings / @caravagest / @chazzawrites / @anavkour / @videsnoir / @karamel-pop

[void-botanist]

Last line tag

Rules: Post the last sentence you wrote (fanfic / original / anything) and tag as many people as there are words in the sentence

Thank you @writinglittlebeasts for the tag! Have the beginning of a new Declan scene:

Rodney kept looking at him from the driver’s seat while pretending that he wasn’t.

Tagging @kingkendrick7 @kahvilahuhut @outpost51 @chayscribbles @vacantgodling @sarahlizziewrites @sam-glade @cabbojage @arionawrites @sleepyowlwrites @sunset-a-story @writernopal @akindofmagictoo @touloserlautrec (but as always, no pressure!)

[sysig]

What are some rare characters you love that you think people don’t draw or write about enough

Do Max and Dex count I love them and I feel like I'm approximately 80% of the Helix fandom rn lol

Doug Peterson and Russ Frushtick from Law Abiding Citizen - the fandom has gotten real quiet over time but I still love them so much ♥ There's a lot you can read into or leave silly with their dynamic, I still wholeheartedly recommend the emerge, transformed series as one of my favourite interpretations of Russ especially 💕

The Editor from Jazzpunk - he's just a silly little guy! It's honestly such a shame that he's only really in the last chapter, I would love to see him explored more, he's the worst ♪

Tatsumi Souichi from Koisuru Boukun - genuinely one of my all-time favourite characters, and The Only Good Tsundere as far as I'm concerned lol. I'm gonna write about him! I've got my fanfic and video essay sitting in my drafts, but like agh!! He's so interesting!!! So beautifully flawed - he's internally consistent which is my Favourite - and watching him grow and change while still being himself over literal years has been a truly unparalleled experience as a reader 💖

Luke Wigglebig and Florette from Pajama Sam: You Are What You Eat From Your Head To Your Feet - I joked before about being the only person on the internet who ships them but like, I'm pretty sure that's actually true lol. Even just more fanart of them by themselves would make me happy, they're so cute!! Especially Luke, his design is adorable

And then probably a more well-known one but I haven't been following his fandom popularity lately haha, Fai D. Flowrite from Tsubasa - him, Nova, and Watanuki move in and out of being my CLAMP faves, though Fai is probably the most complex of the three of them. And he's a trash man! A garbage fire of a wizard ♥ I love him

[bestbluebouquet]

welcome to the celestial spear!

we start, like the drawtectives, in the train corridor!

we've got the hallway, a stand in for conrad uctor, and a view out the window into space (black concrete), and a close up of the banner pattern for reference. i was going to just use doors, but then remembered banners were a thing and i could actually make the pattern

now, unlike the crescent hill mansion, given the wibbly wobbly, inside bigger than the outside, manner of the train, these doors dont really go into the room they should. instead, they lead here

exciting, isnt it?

the command block under the pressure plate will eventually teleport the player to the appropriate building in gareville (once it is built lol)

and for a little behind the scenes, heres the underwater chamber i built to access the command blocks easier:

i have a feeling this build will change depending on how the rest of gareville goes, and whether or not i remembered correctly where each door goes (i see a rewatch is in my future) and a later update for whats behind that last door 👀

anyway, ill see you next time for anne daction's studio!

[ids in alt] tag list: @cats-eating-bread

this is part one, find part two here (when its done)

[vegancas]

hi pls like/reply/reblog this post if you would like to be on my taglist for any the winchesters gifsets i might potentially make in the future ✨

to be added to my taglist for cas/spn/destiel please see this post

to be added to my misha taglist please see this post

examples of what you'll be tagged in aka my the winchesters gifs

[void-selfships-archive]

@selfshippinglover YOU SENT ME AN ASK ABOUT A TEXT CONVO WITH SWATCH AND I. DELETED THE POST SO!!! HERE

[Uhm Hm! W3ll] S0mething l1ke th4t!

[BONUS TAGLIST]

@permafrown @toasty-self-shipping @dragon-inserts @ynassociates @arothroughthehearts-selfship @sunsets-and-kxsses @shot-by-cupid @oc-x-cannon-on-main @microsoftgaystation @puppy-selfship

[garlic-sauc3]

  “Dammit, JB, why did you have to go and screw us all up like that?” 

  JB could tell he was trying to be mad, but the tears in his eyes and waver in his voice gave him away. JB looked down, “I’m sorry, okay? I just… didn’t think it would affect you all.”

  “Oh, so you were just gonna throw yourself into danger so you can –  I don’t know!? Fucking die?” Synth was yelling now, tears escaping from his eyes rolling down in a way that was unnatural for the stone cold man. JB flinched back at that, he wasn’t used to being the blunt of his anger. 

  “Sort of…” He whispered, instantly regretting even letting it escape from his mouth. 

  Synth paused, “You what?”

  He shrunk back, “I – I just, I don’t know… I just mess up so much and well…” He hesitated, before snapping his mouth shut when he realized what he was saying. 

  “Well what?!” Synth grabbed the collar of JB’s printed Coca Cola tee and yanked him forward.

  He was used to Synth’s aggression. It was the only thing that Synth ever seemed to feel, he was either angry or just cold. Sometimes JB used to wonder if he was dead, but that was stupid. God, he was so young then. 

  Synth was all hard edges and tough love. He was the quintessential bad boy, but he was gentle. JB could feel him breaking, and guilt chipped away at him for causing it. 

  “I figured you guys would be better without me.” 

  “You don’t know anything do you?” Synth let out a bitter laugh and let go of JB’s shirt and he stumbled a bit, “We would be shit without you. We need you.”

  “Look, I’m sorry. I know I always mess shit up, I feel like I should just leave… somehow.” He rubbed at his arm, trying to look anywhere but Synth’s eyes, those burning, vibrant eyes. 

  “Then ignore those fucking feelings! How many times do I have to say that I fucking need you! We all need you!”

  “Okay. I – okay.” 

  “JB, you fucking swear to me that you’ll stay with us.”

  He glanced up at Synth’s eyes, he looked dead serious, even as tears ran down his face, “I won’t–”

  “Swear to me you won’t try to fucking leave!”

  JB looked down, “I swear.”

  He felt Synth’s arms wrap around his waist, pulling him into a tight hug. It was comforting, in a rather unusual way. Even though Synth wasn’t one for hugs, or tenderness, or crying, he was hugging JB. Keeping him close so he wouldn’t try to leave again. He was sobbing into his shoulder, and this time JB didn’t care that his favorite shirt was getting wet. 

@kitsuna21 you wanted to read it

[fahbev]

heyyy can you add me to the tag list for the Damian series? Thanks! :)))

Yup 👍👍👍 i’ll add u right away!

[dobaara]

hello my loves!!

[cynicalmusings]

Can you tell me what jing yuan fanfic’s full name is and where i can read it pls? <333

if you’re referring to hmc (which i assume you are; correct me if i’m wrong), the full name is ‘general’s flying ship’—i just call it hmc out of convenience—and it hasn’t been posted anywhere yet: it’s currently in the process of being beta-read. it’ll probably be about two months or so until it’s posted, and that will happen as two chapters released a week, both on ao3 and tumblr. hope this helps!

[zairene]

im not sure whether or not to keep going with this event

[emphistic]

What is Love?

Picking Yuuji up from school was not a rare occurrence. On the other hand, picking Yuuji up from school while accompanied by Sukuna was a rare occurrence.

Kids are flocking to you like birds, asking if you were Yuuji's mom, and who that creepy man next to you was — this all reminded said creepy man about why this was a rare occurrence, and how it should stay one.

The final straw for Sukuna snaps when a little boy, probably around Yuuji's age, approaches you with his hands behind his back. "Hi, you are very pretty. Can I be your boyfriend?"

You looked a bit taken aback, before remembering this was a kid talking to you, and kids could be quite . . . odd. "Um, thank you! You are very sweet, but, I already have a boyfriend."

Sukuna smirks to himself, a smug expression painted on his face.

"That's okay. I have two girlfriends; you can have two boyfriends," the kid giggled. "He doesn't have to know."

At this, Sukuna glares at the little boy, fully prepared and ready to beat him up, but he halted, as you placed a coaxing hand on his arm.

"Umm—"

"Here!" The boy shoved a daffodil into your hands, it was covered in dirt and had a few missing pedals.

"Oh! This is—"

"I picked it up from over there," he pointed a little finger across the school. "It's pretty. And you're pretty. So it's for you! Hehe, pretty flower for pretty lady."

Just then, Yuuji came running out of the school's doors — backpack aggressively shaking and threatening to fall off of his little arms — and into your arms, well . . . legs actually. But he demanded to be in your arms.

"Up! Up!"

"Okay, Yuuji." You hoisted him up and he immediately went to bury his face into your neck, calming down from his hyper-ness when he breathed in your perfume.

"How was school, baby?"

"It was so fun! I missed you though." You felt Yuuji frown in your neck.

"Aww, well I'm here now. Let's go home, kay? Then we can make up for the time you missed me, how about that?" You rubbed Yuuji's back.

"Okay!"

Unfortunately for the other boy that was still staring up at you — and now Yuuji, too — he was long forgotten by you. Your full attention now on Yuuji.

When the pink-haired kid is finally in the car, after wrestling to not be strapped down by the seatbelt, he immediately goes to working on an assignment. Strange, you thought, looking back at him through the rear-view mirror. Yuuji hates homework.

This continues when you three get back to the apartment. Yuuji immediately slips off his shoes and takes off to his bedroom, assignment and pencil pouch in hand.

You turn to looked at Sukuna, "I thought he wanted to play first?"

Sukuna shrugged, not knowing what his brother was up to, "He's a weirdo, you know that."

You frowned, "I'm bored."

"I know a way to pass the time."

An hour later, you exit your shared bedroom — planning to start on dinner — just to find notes and drawings all over the apartment. On the floor, in the potted plants, on the coffee table, shoved in crevices on the couch, everywhere.

Picking up a few piece of paper, you find yourself reading:

"Deer Y/N,

You are so nise to me.

You are very good at macking food.

I love you!"

"You are so amazing!"

"I love you so mutch!"

"Y/N is good and nise and prety."

Some drawings even depicted you and Yuuji holding hands.

While eating dinner, you decided to question a very smiley and giggling Yuuji, to find out that he had an assignment to show his appreciation to someone he loved.

Most of the notes were only directed to you, but some of the drawings had Sukuna too. The rest of the evening, Yuuji spent telling you and Sukuna how much he loved you guys. Quietly, and going unnoticed by Yuuji and you, Sukuna reciprocated his brother's affection.

A/N: loosely based on this ask — this was supposed to be wayyyy shorter, but i got a bit carried away

Taglist: @starlets-things @sad-darksoul @mochimoee @r0ckst4rjk @lillycore @deepchromatose @yinyinyinyinyinyin @fivehoneyharg @desihopelessromantic @lich1 @hannas16 @acroso

[sysig]

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