#i’m sorry i have no clue how u do the read more thing

[lovelybunn]

human!wally darling w/ u wearing apple scented perfume…

warning(s): reader being a socially awkward loser, flirty wally

author's note: the main reason i clairified that he was human is bc a puppet isnt anatomically allowed to do most of what hes doing here lmao + i love melanated wally 🩷 (lowkey got ooc on last paras, we don't talk about it...)

Wally places gentle strokes against his canvas, his mind and body completely relaxed. Just as he finishes the final touches, he feels a presence behind him. He smiles, “Hello, neighbor.” He swivels around in his stool to face the figure. “Hey Wally! What is that your painting?” He looks over his shoulder back at his work. He shrugs. “No clue. I just paint how I’m feeling.”

He crosses his legs and places his cheek in the palm of his left hand. “What brings you here to visit little ol’ me, neighbor?” His eyes lidded while he bats his long lashes. You grin sheepishly, rubbing the back of your neck. “Well... This may be a little random, but I’ve bought this new perfume, and I wanted to hear someone else’s opinion on whether it flattered me or not.”

He purses his lips and tilts his head in bewilderment. “Why did you come to me, specifically? Personally, I would’ve asked Julie, she’s very skilled in these kinds of things.” You nod, “Yeah, but you’re more, how do I say this? … Blunt, then she is.” He laughs in response, a noise almost like a broken record. “Is that so?” He uses two fingers to gesture you to come forward, “Then come here, darling, if you want to know what I think.”

You step closer to Wally and give him your hand. He takes it, observing the delicate lines of your palm before carefully pulling it to his nose. He breathes in deeply, taking in your scent. His face contorts, trying to recognize the fragrance.

With a flash of dopamine, his pupils dilate intensely, the black shadowing over the natural color of his irises. “You smell absolutely astonishing, (Name). This perfume is the absolute most.” He returns your hand, it slowly resting back at your side.

Your eyes avert as your cheeks warm up to a fresh shade of red. It slightly reminds Wally of a bright red apple ripe and plucked right off the tree. “I’m glad you like it so much, Wally.” You stammer; he smiles gently in response.

“I think I’m starting to understand why you asked for my view on this, (Name).” Wally looks straight into your eyes. He has read you like a book. “It’s apple scented. You knew I would love it, neighbor. My reaction got a kick out of you, didn’t it?” His words flow like velvet off his tongue.

You quickly scramble out an apology, “I'm so sorry, It's just that I–” Wally cuts you off by caressing your hand again, this time placing a sweet peck on its surface. “You're adorable, neighbor. If anything, I'm flattered for you wearing this, to get a reaction out of me." He pulls away, his eyes never leaving yours. His smile grows, canines flashing welcomely at you. “I think the way you smell has worked up an appetite in me.”

He hops off his stool and offers you his right arm, “Why not we go and do some apple picking, neighbor?” You take his arm, but pause to glance at his unfinished work. “Sure, but what about your painting?” He shrugs, “Well, I didn't know what it was to start with. It'll be fine.” Wally's expression beams with giddy intent, “Well then, neighbor, let's go! The apples are delicious this time of year.” His head turns to you. “I'm so excited! I hope I find one that tastes as sweet as the perfume you have on smells. I doubt it, though. After all, you are the sweetest apple of my eye, my darling.” Wally playfully winks as the two of you head off to the apple orchard.

[ghostsvacuumcleaner]

Okay, so I just read Salvatore and like, I've had this thought in my head for a while now. Kinda hoping for smut? I was thinking of a fan fiction of Leon's birthday. He comes home from the office, most of the lights in the house/apartment are out. There's candles and a birthday cake for him. And since his last name is Kennedy, like JFK, The reader is naked but does what Marilyn Monroe did for JFK'S birthday and sing him happy birthday!

Okay so this request was really fun to write! You just gave me the most plausible excuse to write some more porn, which honestly it's my favorite thing to do. Thank you for the trust and for this amazing idea and request; and I hope you enjoy it ♥

Happy b-day, Agent Kennedy |3.4k

ao3 | masterlist ✦ Pairing: Leon S. Kennedy x f! reader ✦ Summary: Its Leon's birthday. He thought you went out for a business trip, when actually, you have a little surprise for him at home. ✦ TW: NSFW MINORS DNI, explicit, f!reader, little to none f! physical appearence descriptions, smut, very much porn, soft dom leon, p in v, unprotected, lots of dirty talk, very pornographic, bit of fluff in the end

Leon was staring at his computer screen with little to no concentration at this point. He had spent the entire day trying to form connections between two clues he received on someone that the government had been sure was working for Umbrella. He sighed in frustration and let his body fall behind in the big chair; squeezed his eyes, he was tired.

So tired, the clock hit 8pm and he was still far from home. So tired he apparently forgot a very essential fact: his very own birthday. 

Realization fell over him when he unblocked his phone screen and checked the last text you’ve sent that day - a big red heart, after a cute “Happy birthday, bae! I’m sorry for not being there with u. Will compensate. x”. He closed his eyes, mindly damning himself for his workaholic behavior, how could he forget about his own birthday? “Must have lost my fucking mind, it’s drinking day.” He muttered to himself, before getting up and starting to pack up.

As much as he wanted you there with him, he was comprehensive to the fact that it wasn’t your choice not to be: you received an emergency call from work that same day earlier, and needed to pick up the first available plane to Seattle. Leon felt like a needy dog: always near you, always with his hands all over you – always checking you out. He didn’t want to look even more desperate about you and grumble about something out of your control, he understood better than anyone that work came first and foremost in situations like that.

He couldn’t help but feel frustrated to know that you wouldn’t be waiting for him when he got home; a box of beer for each, classic rock playing and you – dancing with you. Eating you. His expectations were put down, he would get drunk alone, listen to his songs alone, and probably find some relief in those polaroids of yours he affectionately kept to himself.

He gathered the documents and papers on the case and put it together in his backpack, turned off the lights and went out; let a deep sigh while going to the elevator towards the parking lot to pick up his car and go home.

━ ⟡ ━

Leon held two boxes of beer along with a bag with a few snacks and a tiny cupcake. He gave a little wave to a neighbor with a small, gentle smile on his face as he fit the key into the door lock and spinned it; to his surprise, the door was already open. His eyebrows instinctively frowned, he felt a cold feeling rising through his spine, he got worried. When working with what he worked with, caution became part of your daily routine; he held the bag in one hand and opened the door slowly, his adrenaline running through his veins, he was ready for anything.

There was a tiny source of light lighting up the spacious and cozy apartment living room; the light trembled through the shadows on the walls; candles. They were everywhere, some white, others red. An intoxicating, delicious smell floated through the air – your smell. Your perfume seemed to be deep-rooted everywhere. There was a small homemade cake on the center table, twenty-nine little candles lit up on top of it. 

The agent's alert state disappeared almost instantly, immediate relief swelling his lungs and releasing the most delightful breath of his life, and he couldn't contain the little mischievous smile that formed in the corner of his lips. He took a few steps forward to reach one of the chairs and leave the bags he carried on it, and intended to find you right after. 

Before he could even do anything, at the moment his figure gave a generous space between himself and the door, it shut itself behind him; Leon felt a shiver crawling through his spine, his stomach contracted slightly feeling your soft, naughty hands caressing his belly, raising his shirt up just above his navel, just enough so you could touch his skin under it with ease.

Your arms wrapped him, and your body clung to his back. His mind became white, slave to the sensations that you caused him; he could know by the perfect shape of your breasts against his back, and your spiked and delicious nipples, that you were naked. He felt a scratch coming down through his belly, the heat beginning to appear and burning his skin after every touch; your sharp nails scratched the skin of his chest slowly, those hypnotic movements of yours made him feel the blood flowing through his veins increasingly stronger, warmer, needier.

“Happy birthday to you…” You started to sing, your soft low voice tickled against his ear. You had to stand on the tip of your feet to reach him; one of your hands rose through his chest to his neck, causing him to drop his head back. You left a slow kiss followed by a roaring laugh down against his ear. “Happy birthday, Agent Kennedy... Happy birthday, to you,” you finished, the intonation of your voice seemed to move with every screw inside his head. 

“Full of surprises aren’t you, babe?” He asked in a rough, low voice, seeming like he could hardly control the excitement that at that point was already apparent in his voice. 

Leon closed his eyes with a smile on his face, he licked his lips slowly, already able to feel the resistance of his pants straining against his hardened cock starting to bother him. 

“Only for you. A special birthday deserves a special gift, hm?”

You smiled against his skin as you traced gentle, slow kisses against his jaw, his neck, left a bite there. Your hand squeezed slightly around his neck, your nails briefly crawling onto the skin with some traces of a recently shaved beard. Leon let out a low purr, the desire and tension almost unbearable to him at that point; his hand abruptly grabbed onto your wrist, and held firmly as he turned around himself.

In a matter of seconds, you felt him pulling you closer, his other hand grabbed your waist with desire as he attacked you with a ferocious kiss. You repaid in the same intensity, your arm wrapped around his neck, your hand grabbing the outstanding blonde threads that got messy with the intensity of the movement in your embrace, your body burned - his hand digging your hip, your ass - he tightened his grip heavily, as if he stated - your body was his.

“Want to drive me crazy, don’t you?” He muttered against your skin as he intensified his wet, messy kisses against your jaw and neck. His arm contracted in pure force when he raised you with one hand, causing you to wrap your legs around him in an intimate hug; you sighed in pleasure. That side of his belonged to you, and only you. No one else could provoke him that way, make him that horny and needy with only a touch, only a plead. That one Leon you had taking you, ravishing you right now was the death of you; when he held you tight, squeezed you with so much will, marked your skin with his bare hands.

“I like when you get wild, babe don’t blame me...” you hummed, trying to contain your heavy breath and the panting noises that came out of your mouth. “It’s your fault, I’m such a whore for you.” you smiled mischievous, biting your lip.

One of his hands still held you against him, the other moved to your neck as he moved into the combined kitchen next to the living room room; as his hands climbed over your body around the curve of your hips, he pressed you hard against the kitchen bench. Your back hit the cold surface and his body projected against yours, his weight immobilized you and you couldn’t hold back a soft moan when you started feeling the bulge on his pants pressing against the core between your legs.

“How am I supposed to not think about you all of the time when you’re like this…” he muttered, pressing his restrained cock against you once again. “Grab it.” he ordered, and you did it. Your hand squeezed into his rock hard cock through the thick fabric of his pants, starting to do slow and soft movements; he bite his lip and let out a growl in yearning.

Leon lowered himself, his mouth skillfully descended through your neck leaving a wet trace through your skin, his hand tightened around one of your breasts as if it were his favorite toy; you purred when he increased his grip strength, and breathe out deeply when he let go, the man’s lip suckling one of your nipples, his tongue slowly rolling into your most sensitive skin.

“No, you look at me.” He commanded, and one of his hands abruptly held your face by your jaw and forced you to lock your eyes onto his. He glared at you, lust overflowing from his look. Leon seeked to see your reactions, mindly recording them in his thoughts; to eat you alive, ravish you. One of his hands stimulated your nipple, the other squeezed raw your breast giving his mouth enough space to consume it. “Good...” he praised, as his kisses descended through your stomach, belly, fuck.

“L-Leon... Ah, fuck...” you purred, your body melting in pleasure against his mouth.

You were indecently trying to control your breath, but his slow movements seemed to destroy any part of you that was capable of self-control. Your hips instinctively moved against the volume in his pants, but Leon didn’t seem determined to finish you off quickly. He wanted to take his time with you. 

He pushed your body backwards against the bench, raising your legs around his shoulders; his head found space between your thighs, one of his hands palmed your stomach, pressing it down against the bench while the other tightened against one of your thighs. His tongue parted your folds in a smooth, almost insensitive movement. You felt your breath catching on your throat.

“You wanted that? You seem needy, darling.” he teased, the hand that caressed your thigh being replaced by now a finger movement, his index and middle finger parting your folds steadily leaving your clit even more exposed to him. “So wet this little cunt, aw...” he whispered, suckling you slowly. His body trembled and you frowned in pleasure with his tongue twirling around your clit as he traced slow kisses and slow suckles and velvety kisses against your core, your juices flowing through your thighs mixed with the spittle he was leaving there.

You growled in response, a submissive purr, a proof of your desperate need for him — more, of him. His hand against your belly intensified your sensations and made you squirm under him, your body started to slowly and autonomically move against his, your hip pushing yourself in a thrust against his mouth; you felt your conscience drop further every time he’d moan against you, like he was eating the most delicious meal he ever had in his lifetime.

“You close, aren’t ya?” he muttered with a naughty smile, why did he had to know you so well.

You lied. You were ashamed of how quick you felt you’d come. Tried to push him away from you, vain efforts - he ignored your hand and your push, and started to only push you harder towards your climax. He couldn’t hold his own needs by seeing you squirm ever so willingly onto his hands, that at this point, couldn’t help themselves but to work on his belt in record timing. He unbuckled it, unzipped his combat pants with ease just enough so he could pull down his boxers. His cock bobbled out in a very deserved relief, gleaming wet in desire.

Grabbing tight onto his length, Leon finally started pumping himself in slow, hard movements - masturbating himself to the obscene picture of you spreading your legs wide to him right now; everything about it was enticing to him: your wet cunt, your teary eyes while you were seeming so dumb, trying to hold back your orgasm, take off his control of you. You could hear the low and slicky sound of his movements while he was eating your pussy off with pleasure.

“Stop being foolish, my dummy baby… come for me.” he asked, with a pleading expression. “On my tongue, c’mon…”

“Leon, babe no- s-stop I’m- I can’t hold it longer…” you warned, and you were right - your eyebrows frowned in a painful, pleasured expression; your body started moving against your will stopping you from even trying to get away from his tongue. Your orgasm got you slowly, not on a surprise - like a very slow flowing sensation down your lower belly. You felt your body stopping for once, your feets squeezing themselves while Leon felt the little trembling pulses of your clit against his mouth.

“Delicious,” he whispered, licking off his lips and tasting every little piece of your slick he could possibly have. “You’re delicious.”

Another slow lick of his between your folds made you spasm a bit, you cursed under your breath before he smirked and left your pussy to rest coming up to you, kissing your body along the way, stomach, collar, mouth. He got rid of his shirt in record timing - you could feel his wet cock against your thighs, and so he pulled you out the bench and backed off slightly. The sudden void between your bodies made you whimper in need, but when you interrupted your kiss looking forward to complaining, the image of his got to you like a punch on your lower belly just again.

Shirtless; his pants open only enough so his cock was there, hanging ever so hard, twitching in need, reddened by the desire - pulsating, his arm contracted by the movements he was doing, pumping his length while staring you, drinking you in, licking off your slick from his own lips. 

He took you again, roughly putting you on your back and you couldn’t help but to mischievously smile, a naughty look on your face while your hands palmed the bench surface. His gaze was locked on your small figure under him; like a little bitch of his. A good, little bitch he had all to himself. 

“See how you get me… Fuck, can’t even hold myself, make me look like a teenager all again.” he hummed, feeling your wetness with a hand that palmed your cunt entirely, making you space out your legs. You could feel his tip against your folds now, tracing a path between them - it made you burn, tremble. “You want it? Yeah?” he asked, torturing you, finding it very amusing how your voice would get thinner and thinner, needier and needier.

“Yes, please.” you pleaded, biting your lip already so wet the sole contact of his cock with your core was making a nasty noise.

Leon wanted to make you beg some more; he wanted to, you knew it. He wanted to see you asking, pleading for more so helplessly, but he, himself couldn’t hold back any longer, he craved you. He took a handful of your hair and pulled it to him, making you arch your back just enough for your head to almost touch his chest; you were so drenched you needed no stretching, no preparations and he so knew it when he slowly fit his length onto your cunt. Your walls tightened to the feeling of his cock, the thickness making you let out a little cry in pleasure; he bent his head back, little drops of sweat forming on his head from how hard he was holding himself from not ravishing you restlessly for once.

He purred, and you felt that tip of his poke your insides the moment he fit the whole length; he stood, giving you a couple seconds to get used to this new filling of your empty space. God, how you wish you were filled all of the fucking time.

He kissed your neck, and breath heavy against your ear, none of you being able of forming complete senseful phrases at the moment; his hand was digging onto your waist, his body towering over yours, his weight pressing you even further against the counter you held so tightly into. 

“I want to die like this” he muttered, against your ear. “Inside this tight little cunt of yours”, he took a bite to your ear and before you could formulate a response, he thrust.

You purred even louder, your breath heavy, your mind going empty for a few seconds as he started to pump into you harder, those slow hard movements, your walls clenching hard against him while he was thrusting his hips so hard you felt like you could break anytime.

“Don’t stop-” was all you could say, your voice got caught stuck in your throat, your nails were digging tightly onto the counter wood; you were on your tiptoes so he could reach your entrance, your feets started looking for space as he bent you even further, stepping on top of his. 

He let go of your hair for a moment and pushed you down the counter, his hand pressing your head against the surface. The movements were wild, filled with passion, with fire, lust, chemistry - your sex was the best, you knew it, he knew it. He could barely hold himself together, he turned feral in a matter of seconds. The grunts of his need, your moans of pleasure alltogether. 

“You gonna kill me-” he grunted. “That’s it… That’s it, babe.” his voice was almost mute, you knew he was trying to hold back just as much as you. 

Your legs started to tremble from the effort, from your heavy breathing and from the pleasure that started taking over you once again; 

“Leon-” you moaned just again along with some incoherent sounds, and bite your lower lip, you could barely move yourself right now, he was toying you like a doll, making you his the way he fucking wanted it. He grunted out loud, you felt his hand reach up to your pussy through you body and stimulating over your sensitive and hurting clit - all hopes you had of holding yourself were vain at that moment, you lost the game; couldn’t hold any longer.

Your body squirmed and you let your head fall behind, a long and loud painful moan came out of your mouth, the pain mixed with the pure pleasure, your second orgasm of that day - it was almost too overwhelming for you. 

Leon’s stomach contracted, his muscles showed up, the veins on his arms were jumping from the efforts, sweat dripping off his forehead, his discharge was like a shockwave against his entire body; he shivered, almost unable of holding himself back the moment he pulled out and gave himself only a few pumps, enough so a big load of his cum hit your buttcheek, slowly dripping from your thigh while he tried to hold his breath steady; his head was now against your back and you could feel his breath catching your skin from time to time, while you tried to gain off conscience again.

You closed your eyes, tired and completely satisfied. He kissed your back ever so gently now, his arms wrapping around your waist and pulling you together standing again, letting your body rest against the counter in some support; after fixing his pants back in place.

“Thank you.” he muttered, digging his face against the curve of your neck, hugging you into a tight and passionate embrace. You smiled a little against his skin. “you tricked me just fine.” he raised his eyebrows.

“I know, right?” you laughed off a little, looking at him - his eyes, then low at his lips before stealing a little kiss. “You brought beer, right? I baked a cake. I’m not sure if it’s edible but it does smell nice.” you raised an eyebrow and he couldn’t hold off a little laugh to your commentary.

“Yeah, I did.” he sighed, not wanting to do anything else but hugging you in that embrace for at least some other hours, or perhaps for the entire night if you’d let him. “I love you.” he muttered, giving you a long affectionate kiss on the cheek; you couldn’t hold back a genuine, little smile.

“In italian.” you asked in a purr, your eyes with a solicit gleam. He brushed your hair with his fingers, before giving in.

“Ti amo.” he smiled, to which you answered a truly loving “I love you too, agent.” 

[bungiri]

FINALLY got around to doing a slight redesign for wren and figuring out how i wanna draw her SO HERE SHE IS !!!

posted some close ups way under the cut bc i didn't realize how small my handwriting is IM SORRY

if u don't know her yet here's my stardew valley expanded based farmer oc her name is wren <3 she's a half witch who isn't very good at magic, but is more capable than people tend to think.

EDIT: ok i still get likes on this as of the day i’m editing this post so i thought i’d mention that this is outdated asfk. if ur at all interested in seeing wren’s new intro page u can find it here although it’s not as detailed as this one is

the only person who consistently believes in her and has never doubted her is her father, alejandro, who is an experienced adventurer based in pelican town. he is well known in various guilds (specifically the castle village guild) for not only his physical strength and mastery of the sword, but his optimism and abilities as a natural born leader. since he's a member of the guild in pelican town, he'd often bring wren to town since she was a little girl all the way to the present day.

on the other side, wren's mother, dolores, is much more critical of her and has had high expectations of her since childhood. she expects wren to practice her magic by the book and strive for perfection. protective and often overbearing, dolores wants wren to remain in their small town without consideration for her daughter's desires. the two of them bond over their love of fashion and dolores often spends a lot of time making clothing and accessories for wren to wear by hand.

as much as i want to make this an infodump about her Lore, i don't wanna give away too much bc i wanna do vague art about it first !!! she has 2 very good reasons for running away to the farm and is quickly overwhelmed as she tries to adjust to her new life and make money. she isn't gonna quit though because she doesn't wanna have to do the Walk Of Shame back home and admit to anyone that she couldn't do it. thankfully some of the townspeople (marnie, marlon, pierre, gus, linus) are familiar with her and help her out in her first few weeks.

i don't have a clue what isaac's backstory will be like but the idea that he and wren are childhood enemies is drilled into my brain LMAO. they haven't set aside that childhood beef because when they reunite as adults they're still snarky and hostile towards each other. isaac thinks she's a spoiled nepo baby who has only gotten accepted into the pelican town guild + is being considered for castle village entry because her dad is so cherished in the scene and he thinks they can't outright say no to her. he also believes that she's not cut out for Adventurer Life™️ and that she should just stick to farming and failing at magic or whatever it is she does. wren can also be very reckless (she gets it from alejandro) which isaac believes can possibly put not only herself but other people in danger (Valid Point). wren is stubborn though and is sick of people doubting her. isaac has never been particularly nice to her in the first place so why should she listen to him fr !!! however things happen and they eventually smooch so ?!?!?? enemies to lovers.

idk what Else to add pls do ask questions if u want,, i'll definitely be doing more art of her soon

CLOSE UPS !!! not very detailed thoughts just some notes hopefully u can read it

[filmbyjy]

hi! idk if ur requests are still open or no but if they are, could you do a headcannon on enhypen on how they would take care their s/o when she’s on her period or something. It’s okay if u don’t want to do this(btw I love ur writings 🫶🫶) HOPE THIS MADE SENSE LOL🫶

a/n: oh don’t worry! my request box is always open. it’s just I take a long time to write this out bc of school😞 oh and thank you🫶🏻🫶🏻anyways! let’s write this!! sorry this took so long :((

enhypen taking care of s/o while on her period

LEE HEESEUNG

no stfu. there is no hear me out

this man will be soooo sweet

he makes good use of those doe eyes to look all innocent and shit so he could beg to buy pads and other essentials for you

don't even try pushing him away

"babe, can i buy for you-"

"just go."

happily smiles and grabs his wallet before bolting to the supermarket

once he does, he tries to find the section

but then he faced with crisis number #1

why in the world are there so many pads. why do they need to have this 'heavy flow' thing. is that how much women bleed every month??

he is horrified

but he keeps calm and tries to find a staff.

a little shy but he does it anyways.

the staff helps him and he buys the perfect amount. just 2 packets because why would you need heaps of it

comes back with the pads and with hot cocoa from the cafe you two love.

on the way home, he read that drinking warm things helps with your cramps so he stopped by the cafe.

now where did crisis number #2 start?

when your cramps decided to fuck up your cuddle session well more like makeout session

you were kissing heeseung like your life depended on it and then that's when the cramps start bothering you. you groaned whilst pulling away.

heeseung no jokes rolls his eyes

not at you but the pain that you were feeling.

"let me kiss you some more to make it go away."

"heeseung, it doesn't work."

"shush woman."

and so he kisses you

it sort of helps though🫢

so umm now whenever you have cramps, heeseung just kisses you👍🏻

PARK JONGSEONG

my man🫶🏻🫶🏻

if it isn’t obvious this man definitely knows how to handle things

he is prepared >:)

well for the first time he is a little confused because you are his first girlfriend and he doesn’t have any womanly figure around him besides his mother

so he doesn’t know how tf should he react to your period

he tries to get help from his mom on what should he do

ultimately, he becomes a pro at it

gives you massage

belly rubs

warming up a heat pad for your cramps

getting anything for you

does baby talk (bc he wants to be soft with you)

making you laugh to distract you from the pain

buys you pads/tampons whichever you use

even brings a small little pouch with pads/tampons for when it comes unexpectedly during your little date

he definitely I feel like tracks your period

bc if you’re just plain out lazy or forget, he knows when to be ready

which is why jay is a 100/10 on being best boyfriend🫶🏻🫶🏻

hence let’s kiss, jongseong 😍 ehem kidding. no I’m not kidding👁️👁️

SIM JAEYUN

mother I am in love with an australian 20 year old boy😮‍💨😮‍💨

sorry

anyways, I think jaeyun would definitely be another clueless one

he may be for the hoes and stuff but zero clue on what a damn period is

please teach the boy

but

won’t lie, he’d be great at listening to you

golden retriever energy right there

so if you ask him to get you things, he won’t hesitate

“jake-”

“ALREADY ON IT, LOVE!!” *grabs his wallet and phone. puts on shoes. all ready to go out*

he may not know but he is willing to learn how to make you feel better

because he only wants you to feel at ease and comfortable

for that to happen, obviously he needs to understand you so he decides to learn about periods

bc he loves you🫶🏻🫶🏻

loves rubbing your tummy to make you feel better though

reminds him of petting layla’s belly and he has great knowledge on that

PARK SUNGHOON

since sunghoon is an older brother…he definitely did know what a period is.

but he never thought he’d have to experience in helping with that (since his sister is 5 years younger)

until he fell for you

you are certain he knows what are periods but he just doesn’t know how to help

so you never bothered with asking him for help

until you accidentally texted him instead of your mom

you: mom :( i’m out of pads and my period came early. could you buy some pads for me while you’re at it?

sunghoon: sure, which kind?

you: mom?? I thought you knew what kind I use but here is the picture anyways *1 attachment*

and then when you hear the door open, you expected your mom to walk into your bedroom but no it’s your boyfriend

“hoon?”

“you sent the text to me but don’t worry…umm I asked my mom about it and how to help you get through this…umm bloody month…”

awkward as fuck but he is adorable

you gave him a hug

oh but as soon as he gets used to it after helping you a few more times…

all hell breaks loose

starts cracking up jokes about it

calls you weird nicknames

“my little ketchup packet🥺🥺”

deserves a smack to the arm

KIM SUNOO

you’ve heard and seen those statements from his girl classmates

THERE AINT NO WAY THIS MAN DOESNT KNOW HOW TO HELP

like hello?? popular with the girls in school. has girl friends

it’s sooo obvious

when he started dating you, he made sure to state that if you needed any help, just text him

you were hesitant

bc he was your first boyfriend so you never shared anything about periods to any guy before. even your dad

so like you just felt uncomfortable to even ask him

so let’s say…you and sunoo were having a stay at home date

you fell asleep on the bed. unbeknownst, you leaked and stained the bed. sunoo notices it and as such places a towel on the extra bed and moves you over to the other room.

after doing so, he goes to wash the stained sheets up and throw it inside the washing machine after.

he realises that he should wake you up bc you’d be sleeping in your dirtied clothes. before he does so, he goes to your bathroom to make sure you have your ‘supplies’ ready. if you don’t have any left, he runs down to the nearest mart to buy you some and even snacks or anything to make you feel better

once he comes back, he gently wakes you up and tells you to go change and then come down soon after.

you realised why he asked you to change and you were embarrassed. he probably saw it leak. just before you leave, he reassures that it is alright and normal for this type things to happen so he pecks your forehead and leaves to make hot cocoa.

to say that he is an amazing boyfriend was an understatement, he was the perfect boyfriend you could ever have.

YANG JUNGWON

jungwon does have an older sister so like he definitely has heard his sister like talk about it.

so it wasn’t a shock to him about how painful it is or how horrible it can get

however, since you were his first (and last) girlfriend, he doesn't exactly know how to help

well that's what he says but when you tell him you got your period

he surprisingly knows a decent amount of things

"here i made tea. since i heard coffee isn't good for your cramps."

like bro how did you know that🤨🤨

he also apparently made a mental note to track your period so he can plan dates

on days you have your period, he will definitely plan a stay-at-home date. the bundle he brings quite literally looks like you got injured and he is visiting you at the hospital.

i definitely also think that he will hold you close if you complain about your cramps.

soft tummy pats because he definitely likes doing it so you feel better. you know like that one en-o'clock moment where he was patting jay to sleep. yes i will never forget that moment.

still cant believe this is boy is 20 sobbing😭😭

NISHIMURA RIKI

honestly i’m facing a dilemma here (get it😉). idk if ni-ki would be a sweet and caring boyfriend

or would he be a pain in the ass when he sees your struggling with your period

so I’d say 50-50

like he will have his haha funny moments

but when he really realises “oh shit, my girlfriend is in pain.”

thats when he really goes full on ‘take care of girlfriend’ mode

bc he knows the existence of periods. he has two sisters

but he is also just a teen

teen boys really sometimes don’t get periods. they think its just something simple when really its not

so like dont be too hard on him. he’ll learn

this means it will take him a couple of times to really help you out

sometimes he can be serious, sometimes he can be playful

but he is also playful bc he knows you’re in pain and he wants to make you feel better or take away the frown

he just wants you to be happy and not in pain

ni-ki is pretty cuddly too. he likes to just curl up with you and hold you close bc you’re warm and he is cold

sometimes he cutely rubs his head against your tummy and surprisingly kinda feels nice since it kinda helps with the little cramps (unless you’re ticklish then uhh yeah)

10/10 cute boyfriend :D

[the-scarlet-witch-22]

hi hello how are you? i have a genuine question, hope it’s appreciated but like im literally curious on how your mind works, ANYWAY SO.

first of all, have you already thought about the general lines of the whole plot of your stories or are you freestyling your way through them?😭 like do the ideas pop up from time to time, even tho you have the story “mapped out” OR you don’t have a clue and just go with the flow (and somehow it turns absolutely perfect)

staying on that, do you think/already know if you’ll be adding Wanda in Love and Liabilities too? would be an interesting turn of events, LIKE SHES IN HER CLASS AND THEY BECAME FRIENDS AND AGATHA GETS JEALOUS (sorry my mind wanders, im mixing up the stories😭) but yeah maybe it wouldn’t make sense you’re right…wait you haven’t even replied yet OKAY IM CHAOTIC goodbye

(THOUGH even if it’s “nothing new” im sure that if u did add her, you would do it in such an inventive way that it would be perfect, cause your ideas are golden and sorry i’m a sucker for your writing i can’t get over it. I WILL STOP…eventually…or even if u tell me to stop cause i don’t wanna weird u out idk)

Hi!

I always have the main plot mapped out in my head for my fics. Usually I get ideas based off of songs, I listen to way too much music lol. So for example, with Lark there were two pieces of music that inspired it, and I had the whole fic from start to end planned out while listening. I will typically not be quite as set with subplots, secondary characters, and things of that nature, as within editing I almost always change a lot. Not sure if that's the best way to go about it, but that's how my brain has always worked lmao. Everything is music based, you see.

Sooooooo with Wanda in Love & Liabilities, she is the defendant in the case, and is Agatha's client. I haven't introduced her directly for a reason, just brief mentions in the present day chapters, but she will be popping up more as the story progresses and we get to the trial. How Wanda got to know Agatha, why Agatha's representing her, that sort of thing. I do loveee your idea though, haha. Wanda is one of my favorite characters to write- I find her to be very very intriguing, especially in the MCU and her connection to Agatha, and I'm praying for her inevitable return.

Also thank you so much for sending this in!! I mainly just talk about my writing process with my girlfriend since she reads over all my stories and edits for me :) But it's nice to type it out as well, haha. I hope my thoughts make sense! Thank you again <3

[milesmolasses]

No clue if u’ve seen but ppl are like getting pressed over the way people write miles and all of a sudden it’s become like this big thing in the fandom.

do u think it’s okay to write miles to be a little toxic? or like yandere? and do u think it’s okay to not want to write miles to be a “silly lil guy” as i’ve seen one person say?

like I feel like he doesn’t always have to be silly and goofy especially 42 cause he obviously has a more cold and tough exterior. it’s okay to make him a lil tough around the edges and not some “ohhh i’m so silly skskssksk I like school and i’m a nerd bleehhh 🤪😜😝💓”

I feel like if you only write him like that? he has like no dimension and shit. sorry if this sounds like a rant u can ignore it if it does. i’ve just seen it a lot recently

oh my god

I think we all have our own perceptions of miles morales and how he would act and what he would do, but when it comes to obsessive miles or toxic miles I personally don’t really care.

I think that people should be allowed to write whatever they wanna write. however, I think at this point you should be ready and prepared for unsolicited, destructive criticism.

I have my inbox filled to the brim with anons who have a problem with how I write and what I write, but I expect this. though it gets a little annoying I do expect it.

we need to be able to pin point what is constructive criticism, and what is the opposite. some people do voice their opinion’s on the way writers write miles weather it be yandere or toxic, WHICH IS THEIR RIGHT. like this anon, you are allowed to voice your opinion (to a certain extent) on a topic or fic you’ve read, but it’s up to THE WRITER to see if they want to internalize that opinion/advice.

I personally do not care if you wanna write miles as this toxic macho man bf or just a goofy dude who likes science and makes jokes, that is completely up to you.

[wrongcaitlyn]

hi hi! first off I AM SUCH A HUGE FAN LIKE YOU HAVE NO CLUE. I literally shake every time you release a new chapter it’s insane. i’ve been following since… maybe chapter 14 of talk your talk and go viral (i just need this love spiral)? and i have been reading them as soon as they come out and wow. just read the new chapter shaking screaming crying throwing up. But to get to the actual ask i swear on my life that sometime in the og fic will said that he was going to make a solangelo ship account and become the biggest solangelo shipper lol. i just looked and it’s in chapter 21! “Which is a strange concept to think of, obviously, but he’s going to move past that. The only thing that really matters is that he wakes up in Will’s arms, and Will, somehow, finds it all hilarious. He is, however, going undercover on his Kanye West hate account to become the number one Will Solace x Nico di Angelo shipper, and to most of stan twitter, he’s probably coming off as insane and delusional.”

please tell me if will actually went through with that account. cause i was kinda confused in the new chapter when will said the solangelo rumors were getting annoying. since yk. he was egging it on.

sorry for such a long ask but i’ve just been wondering and AAHHHH IM SUCH A HUGE FAN YOU HAVE NO IDEAAAAAA I also made a playlist for this fic that’s probably over 10 hours long at this point most of it consists of songs i think nico would make because i’m insane.

HI omg literally thank u so much😭😭💔💔 it makes me so happy that you like the fic that much!!!

to answer the question, he definitely did, at the beginning - but that was still very early on in nico’s career, and his fan base was pretty small (at least compared to how it skyrocketed later that year). i think there’s a very fine line between joking that “haha these friends would make such a cute couple i ship!” (what will was doing) compared to certain “fans” who will insist on nico coming out and them having a public relationship/trying to find “hints” and “clues” that aren’t there/theorizing abt them having broken up, or them pining, or basically just invading nico (and will’s) privacy (what will is annoyed by/what other ppl are doing).

will ended up abandoning that acc when he got to college (1 bc he didn’t have time and 2 bc of people becoming too invasive). will def was egging it on back in hs, mainly just to counter the piper x nico rumors and bc he thought it’d be funny, but it became clear at some point that people weren’t seeing the joke aspect of the ship, and taking it way too seriously (bc even tho will thought it’d be funny, he didn’t actually want to out either of them).

plus, yk what happened at the grammys. having ppl try to out nico or accuse him of queerbaiting is really not what will wants to encourage! he made a mistake bc he was a teenager and he is not perfect! (tho tbf, nico thought it was funny at first too, and then just kinda forgot abt it when he became less active on social media)

DROP THE PLAYLIST💳💥💳💥 (i literally have 20+ playlists for this fic and will never turn down some more. i have an obsession.)

tysm for the ask!!! this ended up being a very long response lmao but i have way too many thoughts abt this au😭

[twoa-plus]

i mentioned a while ago making a rotai au but i haven’t read rotai in like forever and the idea is still half baked so i’m just gonna throw out everything i have so far and either come up with more ideas bit by bit or take suggestions if u guys have any !! sorry for inactivity in the mc/mcd community btw social anxiety’s been beating my ass lmao

SO. au time. everything in the very beginning of the book is the same, but when archie gets to the top of that weird mountain and finds the orb he’s like “oh those are terrible vibes no thanks” and just Leaves (once the spiders are gone ofc). yes i did just make up this whole au bc i thought it would be funny how can u tell. anyways, no longer having a tribe, he just kinda runs off into the woods and does his own thing. we love a foraging king. also strong independent archie supremacy (i’ve always headcanoned him as an adult and a pretty competent one at that, just wanna play around w/ the idea of him being left alone for once). does he have funky animal friends? what weapons does he use? has he figured out agriculture? who knows! certainly not i

someone else gets the orb. is it thord, is a walda, is it goddamn karl, i have no idea. either way bad things happen and must be stopped but archie doesn’t really care he’s just chilling

at some point this random hero comes across him and, being the weirdo she is, is like “oh look. a lone illager. youre my friend now :)”. if anyone remembers me posting violet in the discord server this is her BUT i wanna change her name bc there’s already a lot of cool canon and fanon characters w/ v names and i don’t wanna like. copy anyone lmao. anyways she’s like “surely u have to be lonely out here :(“ and he’s like “no actually i’m pretty alright” and she’s like “nah. we’re leaving :)” and that’s that. he does go back to his weird little treehouse or whatever eventually i just like the idea of him getting dragged around against his will to help fight against evil or whatever LMAO. definitely the most helpful of the protags here in terms of combat skills (again. competent archie supremacy. they never said he was bad at fighting he just didn’t like it), but the whole time he’s just like “yes i am going to teach you how to use a sword and yes i am going to hate every second of it. die” (they are besties)

third protag is yumi bc i like her. hero drags archie to the closest village she can find, archie nearly gets sent into the stratosphere by an iron golem, and yumi comes out like “sorry broski my bad lol”. somehow she ends up agreeing to help them idk why i haven’t thought abt it that much (she is insanely difficult for me to write i still do not even have a consistent design for her). “isn’t violence against, like, villager code or whatever?” “well, technically, I’M not the one doing the violence-” *gestures vaguely to army of iron golems*

anyways that’s pretty much it. world’s bravest villager, illager who Does Not Want To Be Here, and a hero who has no clue what she’s doing, bless her soul

if anyone has suggestions lemme know lol. also i wanna make it more fantasy-ish bc i love fantasy so dw abt sticking to canon worldbuilding. this is all for funsies i have zero prior storytelling experience lmao

[cambion-companion]

I have to disagree with anon! I think there is good cause for my boy to have major-self esteem issues and bouts of self-loathing. In this essay I will-

Just kidding! But there’s some things that I want to point out. One: he was bullied throughout his entire childhood. Anyone who has been bullied knows that shit will follow you through your whole life, and quite often people with traumatic childhoods hide their pain into adulthood with confidence/coldness (especially Scorpios 😅 he’s a scorpio king through and through).

Next: All of his problems wouldn’t have magically been solved immediately after claiming Vhagar, but the loss of his eye only fuels that. He said it was a fair trade because he gained a dragon, but it’s really not, even if it is the last dragon of the conquest (also, he was a child when he said that, who had no clue the future issues losing an eye would cause him down the line, and wanted to comfort his mother). Losing an eye/having any disability is a big fucking deal in Westeros. It’s a big deal in our world too, don’t get me wrong - but life in Westeros is much crueler than ours. We as readers/viewers sometimes tend to look at this content with a modern lens, which is something we cannot do. In this world, he is lucky to be a prince. He can study and train all he wants, best the greatest swordsmen in all the seven kingdoms, but no matter how incredible he is, all of his potential will always be followed by ‘if only he hadn’t lost that eye’. “Imagine how much greater a warrior he would be if he had both eyes” (even though he beats Cole in the training yard with relative ease). “You have an unmarried son? Oh, but he’s missing an eye” (even though he is very obviously Valyrian and the Valyrians are all certified hotties). I wouldn’t say he’s repulsed by himself, but that the resentment over what happened to him is a big motivator for everything he does and becomes.

It makes perfect sense that he isn’t aware of how handsome he is, but I disagree that he doesn’t think much about how he looks. he is certainly not vain, but he does keep a very tidy appearance. His hair and hands are always clean, his clothes fit him well and he is just extremely well put together, something he probably learned from Alicent (queen of dying on the inside but slaying on the outside). One could argue that he only does this as it is expected of a man of his station, but Aegon exists.

It’s unfortunately realistic for the setting that almost noble ladies would be scared of him. The eyepatch is one thing, but his demeanour is described and shown as quite haunting as an adult (which just makes me EVEN MORE sad because he seemed like a very sweet child). He doesn’t strike me as the kind of man who would make the first move personally either, which would make finding someone to share his life with even more difficult. A lady who is unafraid of him would be rare, and for her to be that way, it’s likely she had been dealt her own cruel hand in life as well (I’m currently writing my own work where this is the case - not trying to self plug but 🤠). Someone who he could melt into in private, share his worst fears and thoughts with, allow them to touch his scars… I feel like he would cherish that greatly and want to protect that part of his life as well as he possibly can.

When he has the confrontation with his brother, where Aegon says he’ll run away so he may have the throne, you can see the cogs turning afterwards. I think he was quite sad in that moment, tormented by the ‘if only’ nature of his life. Yes, he does deserve the throne, but that doesn’t matter. He was not born to rule, Aegon was.

Sorry this was kind of a ramble, but I have a lot of thoughts because he’s such an interesting, beautifully tragic character. Let me know what you think!

Hi, my dear, thank you so much for sharing your thoughts with me! I loved reading them :)

This is in response to this post!

Aemond was absolutely bullied throughout his childhood, he was ganged up on by the other boys and I think the only person his age (who we know of) that wasn't mean to him was Helaena.

He had enough gumption, however, to claim the largest dragon in Westeros. To me, that takes no small amount of self-esteem, like "yeah, I deserve this". He received little to no attention/instruction/guidance from his father, instead I believe Cole filled that role. Aemond knows his prowess in sword fighting and carries himself with confidence accordingly. The man has swagger, I don't think by any means he loathes himself. Absolutely he is made to feel as less of a man because he is missing an eye, but literally everything he does is to make up for that (as you said).

As far as his appearance goes, let me explain better. Aemond takes pride in the traits he inherited that define him as a Targaryen. His silver hair, he takes excellent care of and grows long (like "see I am a legitimate heir") He takes care of himself, of course, but he has been given no reason to see himself as a particularly handsome man. Quite the opposite, as I am sure court whispers speak mainly of his missing eye and what horror may lie beneath the eyepatch. But yes, he does slay just like his mama. He is royalty, after all, and (once again) takes a GREAT amount of pride in his heritage (notice the dragon pins he wears on each of his outfits). Which also speaks to a certain amount of self-confidence.

Note also how Aegon is the opposite, he takes no pride in his appearance (the actor actually pointed this out too haha) or his Targaryen ancestry.

There is much nuance to Aemond's character (especially now with the show), and I certainly agree that he may have feelings of self-doubt, frustration, insecurity, but he uses these emotions to fuel himself to do better, train harder, study more...mold himself into the man he perceives his family needs.

[navysealt4t]

BOMBARDING U WITH NAVYSEAL HCS HERE WE GO:

they're both absolutely horrible at asking for affection but with how much time they've spent together they've both kinda learned each other's "tells". they're both awful at initiating anything (gill especially) but they both found its a little bit easier with each other.

also while actually doing anything vaguely romantic is a lil overwhelming for both of them, they look at each other CONSTANTLY. absent-mindedly at breakfast, sitting across the table from one another. in the middle of a battle, making sure the other is okay. maybe longingly from across the deck, just noticing the way the sunlight makes the other look prettier somehow. bonus points if neither of them realize they do it.

ik the "jay builds while gillion trains" is a bit but also that's straight up just parallel play. they totally use it as an excuse to just Be Around Each Other even if gill sometimes accidentally breaks jay's shit

they do each other's hair a lot (with bonus hc: hair is super super important in undersea culture and having someone else do your hair is considered a very intimate thing). idk whether or not gillion would've told jay that at any point, but the first time she asked he was just like 0/////0

they're the type of bitches to go "omg do you think he/she actually likes me though" (in a self-worth issues way) and chip's just sitting there like "YEAH????? ARENT YOU LITERALLY DATING WTF ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT????"

they infodump to each other constantly sorry I don't make the rules

wavy hands HI ANON!!!!! u r so right always i love these sooo much <3333

they both infodump soo much and they just like listening to each other speak and they just silly smiling :3 jay will talk about what she read in her tinkering books and her latest project and the problem she’s try to fix while gillion talks about different undersea animals and plants and all he learned about them and a bunch of cultural things too <333 gillion will listen very intently and try to gather all the information to show he cares but ends up zoning out and think about how pretty jay is when she’s all happy <33 jay is very interested in all of gillion’s home info she love learning about it

i don’t think they really go on dates or do more traditional romantic stuff. they hang out with each other doing their separate things a lot :3 just being with or by each other is very sweet for both of them <3

they were both hopelessly oblivious before they got together . gillion would try the undersea’s methods of courting someone and jay had NO CLUE what was happening. and jay would try to flirt with gillion or hint it by holding his hand but </3 gill did not catch on. chip just watched them hopelessly.

OK I THINK HAUR IS REALLY IMPORTANT TO JAY TOO!!! hee older sister taught her who to do her hair and do braids. everything she knows about hair ava taught her <3 also . she has very frizzy and curly hair and she always had to straighten it in the navy and now she can do whatever she wants with it !!!

and hair was always important to undersea culture especially as a warrior. doing another’s hair is just SO intimate . and there’s different hairstyle the signify certain roles and achievements <333 but trusting someone enough to be vulnerable when they do your hair is SOOOO important. jay didn’t really know the significance behind the act but mann gill did. and he trusted jay so much <3 when gill told her afterwards she was very flustered :3

they hold hands <333 walking through islands and browsing stores and eating dinner and up in the crows nest <3333 they watch each others backs during fights

mmmmm i love navyseal ty ty so much anon <33333 sorry it took so long to respond hehe these are very real and i’m consuming them into my hoard of Navyseal Thoughts

[semiverbal-culture-is]

can I ask a question instead of a vent or culture thing? I have read ur definitions of verbal terms however I still have confusion. i rlly want semiverbal ppls thoughts and information on this over anyone else. can semiverbal mean u struggle with speech bc u often do not know what to say if it’s not a topic on your special interest or otherwise your scripts which consist of like “that’s nice” or other short phrases. like I can try to have conversation but my brain will go blank and I literarily cannot think of what to say therefore I cannot keep talking. or if I do talk I must repeat the same two word phrases over and over. i have struggled to make friendships bc of my issues with talking. I can say words it’s not a physical struggle but my brain can’t know what to say to say words often. so all of my life I’ve been known as a very very quiet barely speaks shy kid. I even often have trouble talking about my special interests if it’s not done over text rather than talking. I have a very strong inner monologue lots of words but when it comes to actually talking I struggle. there are times I do talk fast and more though. And times around certain people I feel it is easier. but often it’s not. and even if I’m comfortable around a person I can still struggle. but I’m not sure if this is a semiverbal thing or if I would still be verbal. i don’t want to wrongly use a term. any help?

I have no clue how long this has been sitting in my inbox because I've been inactive for the past couple of months. So sorry, hopefully you see this anon. 

What you're experiencing could be a verbal symptom, but it could also be a social symptom. 

For me, I tend to experience verbal symptoms as knowing what to respond or what I want to say, but not being able to say it out loud. Or sometimes my brain just forgets language and grammar. 

While social symptoms for me are not knowing what to say or when to say it, even when I'm capable of speaking. 

I'd think more about whether it's the social element or the verbal element that you're struggling with.

I can give examples for you to compare your symptoms to, but I can't tell you if you're semiverbal or not. 

[sushistyless]

Angel :(( Lovie, I’m so sorry you’re feeling down and not having a great day 💔 all I can say to you is, your bad day is only a day. A day that only, really equates to a single second in your entire lifetime, the sun will rise again tomorrow and hopefully bring with it happier thoughts and todays bad day won’t even matter anymore. If all you do today is get through it, I’m sooo proud of you either way. I’m here for you if you need to sound off about anything, and as always sending you all the magic, and glitter, and wishes, and stars and most importantly aaallll the love I have for you, my sushi <33 You deserve everything good, and know that it’s all coming to you even if it doesn’t feel like it is today, angel. Love u and you mean more to me than you probably realise <3333 xo

Can… can I hug you, G? Give you one big cuddle and bring you the moon and stars? I’ll do it all happily, I’ll do it all with a smile on my face because just the knowledge that you’re here makes me so so so so happy you couldn’t even imagine it :(

I am SO SO beyond grateful and I don’t have the words to explain how much this means to me— how much YOU mean to me :(( do you know that you’re so so beautiful? the time you took to write this, I am so incredibly happy and honoured to have that… you genuinely have no clue how much better this makes things- it helps so much.

thank you, thank you, thank you for everything from the depths of my heart; you’re so so right about everything. I love how you see things- the way you look at the world and life. you’re incredible, I do look up to you 🥺 ugh, re-reading this over again and it doesn’t even come close to how much I appreciate you- but just know, it’s a lot. so muh. 💗 love you so so much.

[pbpsbff]

3, 20, 22~

hiiiii thank u for the ask

3. What is that one scene that you’ve always wanted to write but can’t be arsed to write all of the set-up and context it would need? (consider this permission to write it and/or share it anyway)

ok so this is less a scene and more an entire fic concept but i literally cannot figure out a context to put it into and it hurts because i really like it

there’s a family living there now, from what he’s heard. a mom and a dad, and two daughters. maybe he should tell them about the money. but what would he even say? hey, there’s a twenty dollar bill somewhere in your walls. also, a part of me died here and i’m afraid his ghost might be wandering the halls. is he overstaying his welcome? i’m sorry if he is, by the way. i’d recommend you a nice priest for an exorcism, but he’ll probably just leave if you tell him to go.

peter thinks maybe he’ll slip a note under the door instead, but there’s too many words to fit on a page to describe the way his bones ache when he passes by the building, how he still wakes up in the morning expecting to smell burnt toast and hear may singing along to some garbage song from the 80’s she claims is the best thing she’s ever heard, or all the different creaks and moans of the apartment, all its quirks and flaws that he once knew like the back of his hand.

he could explain it all away; that faucet leaks because i was an overachieving nine year old who thought he could take it apart and put it back together without a problem, or that weird brown-ish stain on the ceiling is from when may accidentally flung spaghetti across the room, or why are you trying to rid this apartment of all the evidence of it being a home?

maybe i make it into something post nwh?? idk. this isn’t even all of it

20. Tell us the meta about your writing that you really want to ramble to people about (symbolism you’ve included, character or relationship development that you love, hidden references, callbacks or clues for future scenes?)

i wish i could say that all my writing is really deep and there's clues everywhere but most foreshadowing in my fics is something i did on accident and then went holy shit i can use this. i'm a genius.

i will say though, the way tony rhodey and peter's dynamic changes throughout everything i have posted for r&r (and everything in my drafts oop) is probably my favorite thing ever like idk i'm a huge fan of the walking dead and the way relationships shift with each new experience and that is exactly what i wanted to do when i started the series

i was gonna look through a couple of my fics to see if i could find specific references but ao3 is fucking. DOWN and i'm too lazy to pull up my google docs. god bless

22. Do you reread your old works? How do you feel about them?

i reread them all the TIME omfg. a lot of the times i'm cringing at spelling or grammatical errors (and then i fix them) but idk there's something so fun about being able to go back to a fic and think wow i would've done that differently if i wrote it today. it's also fun to read through a fic i don't remember writing at ALL and being like holy shit............ banger.............. it's an ego boost i guess

[todayisawthewhxlewxrld]

Omg I've been practically sleeping for 2 days. I feel like I'm hibernating before class starts up again 😪 Not excited for it, psychology gets boring sometimes 🙄

But anyways. I've been waking up to read spellbound, and then going back to bed like 10 mins later. So I genuinely have NOTHING to chat about 😭 Happy new years, or new years eve btw!! Sense of time is so messed up I forgot about it, therefore, I do not have any plans tonight. So I think I'm probably gonna sleep some more? Or watch Daz, maybe rerun some Coryxkenshin videos while I sleep. I honestly have no clue 💀

I'm excited for the struggle you're providing us with in spellbound tbh, like I WANT EVERYTHING TO BE ALL FINE AND STUFF, BUT AT THE SAME TIME YKK.. It just provides for the story, it irks us into our feelings. I'm also excited for how you've got about doing so too, I'm just excited all around 😭

Might come back if I find something to chat about, but I'm probably gonna pass out the moment I put my phone down 😪 I'm a sleepy bitch, can't help it 💔

XOXO 👽 (HAPPY NEW YEARS!)

OMG 👽 IVE BEEN WONDERING WHERE U WERE LFMOAOAOA i hope ur hibernation is good… i loveee psychology had i went to college i think i probably would’ve majored in it or smth

HAPPY NEW YEARS! time isn’t real anyway it’s fine…

AND THANK UUUUU i feel like i’m starting to piss everyone off with how much i’m making them struggle but like… ANGST IS MY THING OK I CANT MAKE SHIT EASY HERE IM SORRY 😞😞😞💔💔💔 but i’m soooo glad ur excited that makes me so happy to know!!!

sleep well kitten… till next time🫡🫡

[wndaswife]

No not too personal! I’m 24. Is that too old for you?😅

Well when I read that the first word that came to mind was ‘brain’. I have no clue why lol. But brain led me to the idea of knowledge which led me to epistemology. And epistemology is the theory of knowledge. I’m not sure if that is the first thing I’d mention usually but here we are. The most basic definition you’ll probably see of it is the question “Why do we know what know?”. I don’t want to really continue because it would end up as a whole essay. (Which is why I tend to talk about these vocally) But I guess to shorten it, I like the idea of understanding knowledge, what makes knowledge knowledge, where is knowledge derived from, etc.

So regarding your question, it seems like the first thing I’d mention would be things about epistemology.

But there are so many things I could talk about.. and I mean SO many. I would not be able to mention one specific thing that fascinates and excites me because truthfully, it all is so fascinating. I would probably go on a huge ramble about epistemology and what empiricism in epistemology is. I also like that a lot of words in philosophy are big words and so I sound extra smart sometimes!

It would also take so long to just talk about one topic. And there are so many different branches in philosophy! Then to go into detail about each one would take hours.

How has your day been, baby? Tell me all about it. I’ve had a long day, need you to cuddle up to.

-🍸

no ! not too old for me at all :>

that's interesting i think i am also rly driven by knowledge, but not so much the causation behind it like you are! i think you rly do sound like a philosophy major n yes i have to agree with it having a bunch of big words hahaha i was very proud of my essay on utilitarianism last year lololol

would u by chance relate to the 6w5 personality 👀 maybe u can search it up and see if you identify with it, i think u might be one

we would be almost similar if u are im a 5w4 and i think a big difference between us would be that i am more to just observe and internalize whereas i think you're more inclined to analyze

my day has been.. nothing LOL i woke up at 2pm then ordered breadsticks then took a nap, now im eating more breadsticks and playing stardew valley 💀 ugh i need to do something tho i have a lot to do

im sorry you had such a tiring day T_T but i hope you can finally relax and focus on yourself!! i would welcome you back with hugs and forehead kisses <3333

[piastri]

Ok so this is my end of season appreciation post and my REALLY late positivity post:

so I properly started being active on here this year and although I’ve been watching f1 for years being a part of this fandom has made my viewing experience SO MUCH better. Thank you all for the awesome content you have provided!

messages to people I talk/ interact with most on here:

@callumilott Lou aka the queen of the junior series fandom on tumblr and also someone I consider as my big sister on here. You’re one of the kindest people on here and were one of the first people to reach out to me and as someone who is incredibly shy thank you for that 💕

@marcusarmstrng Agnes my fellow marcus stan I’ve loved talking to you and finding out that we have so much in common (from books, 1D, hp houses and our favourite drivers) we’re practically twins 👯 thank you for blessing me with your terrible puns and lifting me up whenever I feel down ❤️

@nyck-devries Lieke i have adopted you as my little sister. I remember talking to you guys for the first time was figuring out when listening to xmas music was acceptable (I still stand by Agnes, August is wayy to early). I love that you always speak up for what you believe in and the way you deal with pesky anons?... iconic.

@jurivips Alice we mainly only talk through asks but i need to shout out ur hilarious tags. Whenever I see you’ve reblogged something I always check to see your tags and they always put a smile on my face :)

@alexanderalbons Brown girls represent! Zeal we don’t actually talk but I feel like I’ve come to know you so well just through your tags ‘otp: throat infection’ 😫😂 thank you for all of your awesome Alex gif sets they’ve made me laugh, cry, smile and get horny (*cough* hand gif set *cough*)

I want to shoutout our lil junior series family on tumblr, staying up with you y’all for macau was a memorable experience and I can’t wait to do it all again next yr! @roberttheminiczar @robschwartzman @robshw @fabioquartarar0 @ilott @maxfewtrell @damsindistress @jackaitkens @youreamonocoque @mick--schumacher @elegantdinosaurgoatee @verstappit @dybaclerc @abbyjaimes03

these are some of the first blogs I followed whom I adore thank you for making me feel included :) @grosjeans @godbastian @maxemav @italianoaussiepapi @papitohulkenbergito @maxstappen @riccciardo @blinksompedersen @manielx333 @riccflair-dripp

other blogs I LOVE: @messymindmessyblog @tororuhroh @totovolff @albonappetit @formula-what @maxverstappen @sebxvettel @fanthaastic @sjarl-eclair @antisoucials @babysharles @ricciardo-dan @k-raikkonen @realmahdrid16 @ovcrtakes @jetmode @maxdevrijns @landofnorris @hyphenverstappen @formula-sainz @landoavocado

I’ve put off doing this post for so long because I just know I’m going to miss people out which I hate! But just know that if I have ever liked/reblogged/followed or interacted with you in any way thank you from the bottom of my heart ❤️