#idk why i wrote this it was just on my mind

[funkyplantguy]

established relationship scarian where scar finds A Creature of some sort (dealer's choice) and starts in on the whole "Can we keep it?? 🥺🥺" routine to grian

i was originally going to go with a cat, then a baby warden (listen idk) then an ACTUAL baby...then landed on this (and giggled and kicked my feet the entire time as i wrote it). hope you enjoy :D

scar: g scar: grain scar: grian scar: light of my life scar: where are you? scar: i have gift grian: fishing dock scar: shoulda guessed scar: be there soon <3

grian stretched, quietly groaning to himself as his back (and wings) crackled in delight at the movement, tired of the endless hunching they’d endured over the past several hours. a gift from scar (especially an unexpected one) was sure to be…interesting. they’d been together long enough that scar knew what grian liked, of course…but sometimes…the “gifts” his partner would bring him would be more for scar’s own personal amusement than anything else.

not that he really minded, of course. not when that meant getting to see scar light up like a kid on christmas. scar was always so full of life - always giggling over something or other - and it just reminded grian of why he’d fallen in love with him in the first place. and honestly, that was gift enough for him.

despite all of that, he wasn’t quite expecting scar to bring him something...alive.

grian heard the chirping from the small bundle in scar’s arms before the man had even landed, and couldn’t help the inquisitive trill that forced its way out of him in response. and that, of course, set scar off - mimicking the noise with his own (very human) vocal cords (which only served to produce a melody akin to being strangled). he stared at grian with wide eyes as he touched down, and grian felt his cheeks burn under his gaze.

“g! i’ve never heard you make that noise before - that was so cute, do it again!”

“no,” grian chirped back, then pressed his hand against his mouth as scar laughed in delight. “scar - what is that?”

“it’s a baby!” scar responded, moving closer and tilting the bundle in his arms towards the avian. “look - it’s a little you!”

grian uncovered his mouth to retort - he very much doubted that scar had somehow found a baby avian wandering around hermitcraft - but another quiet chirp caught his attention, and he found himself leaning forward to peer over scar’s arms. and there, nestled in a pile of soft, brown blanket, was the ugliest baby parrot grian had ever seen in his life. and yet..and yet…

grian didn’t even realize that he was whistling until the baby returned his birdsong, eager little chirps and gurgles spilling out of its little fleshy beak. it tilted its head up at grian, blinking, and grian offered up a trembling finger into the makeshift nest. the chick nuzzled against it, purring softly, and something in grian’s heart felt like it might burst. he raised his face to his partner, and found scar’s gaze transfixed - but not on the parrot in his arms, but him. their eyes locked, and scar offered him a smile - something soft and warm, something that made grian want to kiss him more than anything in the world.

“can we keep it?” he whispered, and grian let out a short (wet) laugh.

“i…scar, where…where did you even find it? it’s so little…i can’t imagine its mama would have been far; she’s probably worried sick…do you really want to take the little guy from his mama?”

scar’s lower lip wobbled (and grian felt like he might be the worst person in the entire world for it).

“he didn’t have a mama! i sat and watched and waited for hours, gri, and nobody came for him…he was just all alone, on a branch in the jungle, and i got worried that something was going to come along and eat him! and…well…i figured you’d know how to take care of him. given that you’re…y’know.”

he gestured toward grian’s colorful wings with one hand, and grian’s feathers rippled obediently in show for his lover. from scar’s arms, the tiny bird chirped again, raising its little head and struggling to flap its wings in the same way grian had fluttered his. scar looked down to the parrot, then up to grian, eyes wide and sparkling as he jutted out his lower lip.

“see! he agrees! he wants you to be his new mama!”

(and if grian’s heart fluttered in his chest at the suggestion of being a mother, that was no one's business but his own. that was a topic to be discussed later - much later, in the warmth of each other’s arms and the shield the darkness their room offered for grian's vulnerability)

“we could name him…um…jeffrey!”

“scar - we are not naming our son jeffrey.”

“our son???!??” scar parroted back, jerking his head up from where he had dipped it to stare down at the chick in his arms. “our son??? so…we can keep him? really? you mean it?”

“yes, scar. i mean it,” grian responded, smiling softly at the hopeful peep from the newest member of their little family. “we can keep him.”

(and the way scar pulled him into a kiss, then, was the greatest gift of all)

[yourlocaldisneyvillain]

i've been living alone for a while now and i just recently moved in with a roommate. i grew up in a very... weird household haha, let's put it that way. one of the insane fixations my mother had (and kinda still does, but not as intensely) was with things being pristine/clean. she was always insane about things being damaged, and if you accidentally damaged something she'd flip her shit. every time i spilled anything on the tablecloth i got screamed at, since i was a toddler (and i was a clumsy toddler). got called a horrible, selfish child that doesn't deserve to have anything. she'd scream at me and tell me i only ever think of myself and that i care nothing for her or anyone else (over a literal dot of juice on the tablecloth). every time i accidentally ripped a button off, or tore a hole in a shirt, or scratched my shoe, or broke something, or if anything we owned showed signs of wear and use.

so today i accidentally scratched some paint off of my roommate's baking tray while i was doing the dishes. i was trying to scrub the tray clean and the paint just came off (it was a shitty tray lol). so after my classes, i literally went and bought her a new one without telling her, bc it was so ingrained in my brain that she'd flip her shit and i can't simply apologise, i must Fix It. when i came home, she was kinda silent and working on her laptop, and i was like ah okay. she's gonna flip her shit now. she's angry. i better tell her i bought her a new one. and i did, and she was like oh? yeah, it's literally a dot, it was a shitty tray anyways. and i was like oh, you aren't mad? and she was like omg no, why would i be? and i was like well. we have two trays now lol. and she was like yeah we can use the scratched one for things that are gonna stain! good!

and like. i am twenty fucking six years old i haven't lived with my parents since i was 18. came back briefly during covid, and then moved out again. and this shit is still so ingrained in my brain that it didn't even occur to me that it might not be a big deal. could have saved myself 15 euros :') but it's okay i guess haha. we have two trays now and i have learned about power of friendship and that some ppl are actually normal

[doodleodds]

Me? Uploading a Halloween comic on November 18th, almost four whole-ass weeks late???? Yeah that’s uh. yup. yeah

Thanks for reading! :) <3

[gemharvest]

RGB idea GF wiping the floor with BF and Pico in Uno even if they team up against her (she's eating the cards)

"Uno!"

"Jesus Christ, Gee, this is the third game in a row. There's no way you're that lucky." Pico gestured to the girl, holding nine cards in his hand.

"You're just a sore loser." Girlfriend said with a small laugh. "Besides, it's not my fault Biff keeps hitting you with draw fours."

Upon being called out, Boyfriend just gave a toothy smile and shrugged. Pico stared daggers at him; at the both of them.

"It's just starting to feel suspicious, that's all." The ginger grumbled, shaking his head.

"Ska be d'bop."

"Don't you start too-"

A few more moves, and Girlfriend placed down her last card. The game officially over, Boyfriend took the cards to reshuffle for a new one. He hesitated for a moment, then looked at the stack more carefully.

"Ba bo..?" Pico looked over at the cards as well, then furrowed his brows.

"Yeah, I swear the stack keeps getting smaller each game. We're not losing cards, are we?"

Girlfriend felt a bit anxious at the boys' observation, though was able to hold a perfect poker face.

Truth be told, she wasn't that good, or even lucky, at Uno.

What gave her that winning streak? Well, her boys would get distracted easily; staring into their cards with a bit too much focus or giving their phones a quick check when it wasn't their turn. In these brief moments, she would slip a card into her mouth and eat it.

Probably not the smartest idea; though much like Boyfriend, she wasn't really known for them. It was only a couple cards a game, and neither boy paid enough attention to the others' card counts to even notice. As long as she could get away with it, she'd do it.

"It doesn't look that small? Maybe we misplaced a few cards last time we played."

Pico raised an eyebrow at her, but didn't seem to have any desire to argue.

"Maybe, I guess I'll have to keep an eye out the next time I clean."

Nice, they're still none the wiser.

Boyfriend nodded at the pair, before splitting the deck to shuffle. After a few passes, he set the deck face-down, smiling at his work; the boy probably enjoyed shuffling the deck more than actually playing the game.

Cards were dealt, and a new game began. Pico seemed to be putting an effort into paying more attention, so Girlfriend had to go quite a few turns without pulling her trick.

Eventually, his eyes turned to his own cards. Girlfriend waited a moment, making sure he was truly focused while Boyfriend agonized over what card to play himself, before carefully slipping one of her cards out and into her mouth.

"What the fuck are you doing?"

Girlfriend froze, card stuck halfway in her mouth. Beside her, Pico's head was still in his cards, though his eyes were raised and staring at her.

Slowly, he lowered his cards and his stare turned into an incredulous look.

"Have you been eating your cards? Oh my god?"

Girlfriend took the card out of her mouth, now crumpled and slightly damp, and held it with the rest of her deck casually; as if she hadn't just been caught.

"Whaaaat, no... Why would I do that?" She spoke, voice feigning innocence. Pico huffed at the lie.

"Bullshit. I can't believe you're trying to pretend you didn't just get caught." Pico scolded, voice more amused than angry. "How in the hell did you even come to the conclusion that that was how you should win."

"Well... It's not like you guys had noticed cards going missing until now."

Boyfriend, Who had been staring silently up until then, suddenly burst out into a fit of musical laughter. Pico and Girlfriend followed suit, not being able to suppress chuckles at how ridiculous the situation was.

While the laughing fit was probably only a few seconds, it felt several minutes long to the trio. Pico was the first to speak after, voice still cracking slightly from the laughter.

"Oh, you are definitely banned from Uno for a while. You also owe me a new deck." He wiped a tear from his eye, still grinning as he spoke.

"Awww come on, I promise I'll stop doing it." Girlfriend pouted, giving puppy dog eyes to Pico. "The deck thing is fair though, I'll bring it the next time I'm over."

"Beebop ska doh??"

"Yeah, I'm not budging on the ban. You'll have to deal with the consequences of your actions, sweetheart." He shook his head gently while he spoke.

Girlfriend stuck her tongue out at him, playful yet clearly not happy with the decision.

"Wow, you're so mean to me over just a few cards."

[seokjinsonlyone]

so i saw @jknoah talking about what states bts would be from if they were korean american and these kinds of topics are my bread and butter so i 100% had to weigh in

i agree that yoongi would be from queens like it just makes sense for him he'd be living his quiet little yoongi life stopping at the bodega on the corner for some snacks before checking in at school like an hour late bc he really does not care for it and end up leaving early to go work on some music or something he'd be really good at ducking truancy officers he’d probably end up getting a job at some underground speakeasy when he’s like 15 bc he’s so fire at piano and make a lot of odd friends but all those connections would be key to him ending up a producer

i also agree that jungkook would be from california but i see him being from long beach specifically there’s definitely a summer from his childhood where he remembers being at disney more than at home so it’s not even all the fun for him anymore but he has a cousin that works there so goes to hangout more than anything the beach is right there so he knows how to surf but he’d end up being in skate scene it starts off as long-boarding along the boardwalk but the more friends he gains the more he gets into the more intense trick driven skateboarding and that’s what he’s known for not necessarily for his skateboarding tho but for the videos he directs of others skating and that’s what he ends up getting famous for doing bigger projects maybe a movie or something and he soaks up that scene for a while but ends up going back to long-boarding in long beach

idk what it is about jin but he just reeks of old money??? but he’s also jin so i can see him being from like jacksonville florida his family got a big ole house down there and all the kids in school would love coming over but he doesn’t really care for the house so much as the backyard in the backyard is where he can be free and do and be whatever he wants it’s also where he and his friends stumble across a gator when they’re like 11-12 and instead of calling an adult to do something about it they come up with all kinds of insane things to get it out and almost get eaten this happens every time he finds a gator in his backyard while he doesn’t necessarily bask in the money all the time he does SOMEtime namely when they visit their vacation home in connecticut bc he loves him some winter sports he also likes the weekends he spends there where he and his ski friends go to the into the city and go wild (re: go to an arcade and eat pizza)

joon would 100% be from the dmv and i put that on everything like he belongs heeerreeee like if he wasn't from sk he would def be from like fairfax or arlington somewhere up near dc and he'd always always always be doing something bc everyone i know from the dc area is always doing something or going somewhere and if they not doing something or going somewhere it's just bc they just got back from somewhere or doing something and joon just has those vibes like a very active social life always with plans bc there's just so much to do and see a little bougie bc he's living the good life but not far removed from anyone by any means has all kinds of friends absolutely everywhere

tae would be from new york too i think but like yonkers and he'd be one of those annoying people who's entire personality would be the fact that they're from new york like he'd be going around in black forces and a red puffer coat thinking he's that guy i can't tell you why but he gives the vibes that all his friends would be dark skinned and he'd be like the token asian in the group his parents would own a hair store and whenever he had to go there for whatever reason whether his parents were making him work a shift or he had to drop something off or he just wanted to talk to his mommy whatever it is he'd most def hit on all the girls who shop there throw in some free edge control with they purchases or sumn 😭

hobi would be from houston and i cannot give you a good reason why like he just really seems like he'd have his own dance troupe in houston and he'd be living a nice little life that's like veiled from reality bc that is texas and like he got the vibes that all his friends would be latino and he'd just live everyday dancing and hanging out and would only be at best vaguely aware of global happenings but anyway his dance troupe would end up going viral on youtube and he'd get invited to be on the ellen show and then would end up moving to LA and would get with some dancers he meets there and apply to be on world of dance he'd place second and would eventually become a famous choreographer

so sorry to jimin but he really just seems like he would be from some hick town in the midwest that nobody knows nor wants to be in like i can see him being from wisconsin or like freaking nebraska he'd be the only asian kid until he's in high school where he would be 1 of 3 and would grow up having an ongoing identity crises bc of the lack of culture i can also see him in some sort of glee/hsm situation where he has to choose between being popular or doing something he loves like i'm sure it'd end up being a whole arc in his life and you'd hear about it on msnbc during his interview after winning the silver medal for the male freestyle in figure skating

[tricksterlatte]

I've always been fascinated by fandom history, and I know I'm not the only one. It's interesting to see how fans of pop culture can create a culture of their own, and in the modern age of social media and the internet in general, that culture is as widespread as ever. Unfortunately, that also means downsides are becoming bigger as this culture becomes widespread, and it's saddening to watch, maybe even concerning.

I don't discuss these things to be preachy, especially considering how I've fallen into several of these pitfalls before, and have perpetuated some of this behavior in the past. To say otherwise would make me a hypocrite and a liar, and I firmly believe this goes for most people in any fandom. I was just thinking about this recently, and how a lot of the biggest stressors in what should be our stress relief really can be pinned mostly into a few central talking points, which I would love to discuss to know if I'm not just going crazy here

The concept of Big Name Fan has evolved into a position of authority on fandom, which does not fall to anyone regarding subjectivity. No one in a fandom is an authority except the creators themselves, who have every right to stay away from the fandoms they have birthed.

Popularity in general being conflated to intellectual authority as well, especially on websites with public stats, particularly following counts. The algorithm is no benevolent god, but people will sometimes see someone with 30k followers and think they are correct on a minor non-issue that has spiraled into discourse, especially when compared to someone with 30 followers. This also is just...a bummer when fanon evolves into perceived canon, and newcomers to the fandom can't post even innocuous meta or headcanons without it being perceived as morally/intellectually incorrect.

Monetization of fanworks, but especially zines, have led to a hypercompetitive atmosphere that only escalates the bitterness and resentment. This is not a universal problem, but many zines across all fandoms habitually accept the same artists and writers, or diminish the value of fanfic due to the limitations of physical printing. The application process has devolved into such a disheartening debacle for a majority of people I see, and the way it is often framed as "your work just wasn't good enough" when it's really about what the mods deem mass marketable will destroy just about anyone's self-esteem after repetitive rejections, and will give some frequent zine runners a false sense of final say over the community (not usually, but it can happen).

The level of distrust for anyone new attempting to start a fan project is just so depressing nowadays (and this one we sadly can blame on a few people by name, but the ones who have sent this issue spiraling still don't care and that just sucks. I feel horrible for everyone who has been tricked).

Somehow comment and anonymous asks have gone backwards from "don't feed the trolls" to "suck it up, at least you're getting comments." I have seen some of these comments people have been told to suck up. It's not okay in general. It's particularly gross when it's an anonymous hate message unrelated to the fanworks themselves, perhaps born out of resentment or bearing an ulterior motive. And some will even attack and defame character due to identity. It's not subtle. It's not okay. People should absolutely be dunked on for this, and I gotta say I'm sick of unsolicited concrit being enforced as positive either. If they didn't ask, don't give it. There's a reason a lot of fic writers some people adore suddenly go ghost, and they can't even talk about it.

Don't like, don't read has been discarded in favor of don't like, tell others don't read and also don't write. Transformative works don't have to fit into a canon or even in character mold. That's why they're transformative! It's a different type of artistic expression. If you don't like it, chances are good it simply wasn't meant for you. It's not bad. Don't shame others, god especially not for non-issues such as a t/b preference or a different gender hc, preferred haircuts, types of animal you imagine them as in another lifetime, I could list literally anything here and I bet there has been a fandom fight over it.

Exclusive yet publicly advertised community Discords that will bar you from invite if you're not one of the cool kids. I have unfortunately fallen into this trap before, and refuse to ever enable or endorse that behavior ever again. This isn't about friend groups either, it's about fandom-dedicated servers that flaunt themselves as a VIP club instead of what they are: a friend group. I also don't even know how to broach the subject of private accounts that turn into fandom tea accounts with dozens if not hundreds of followers, only for people to be angry if someone isn't exactly okay with horrific stuff being said in general, let alone about their mutuals or friends.

I know none of this will likely ever change, and tbh i'm so tired of it all, but...does anyone else know what I mean? I'm stressed out whenever I try to enjoy myself, because popularity and a strange business mindset is steadily taking over fandom spaces. I'm not saying people should stop trying to make stuff that sells, or that people universally do any of this, but fandom is evolving into a thing I'm not sure is good. idk anymore

[piningpercussionist]

Eh. Don't worry about showing Blaze or whatever he's called now. I'm a bit of a tattletale myself so I have no right to complain.

Also apologies that you don't like my energy yet it's not uncommon, and understandable.

- 💠 (ooc\\ yes I'm aware those were internal thoughts and this is intentional that they can hear them :3)

...

(Oh fuck that, actually. What the hell??)

*Kim stares down at the new message with a fair bit of dread, blinking rapidly.*

(How did they know that? How are they doing that?!)

*She looks around nervously, despite knowing that Blaze is the only other person in the apartment, at the moment. She taps her fingers on the desk, repeatedly and quickly, trying to work out the burst of nerves.*

(This isn't like with Doc. This is-)

*Kim looks concerned, for a moment, before grimacing and rubbing at her temples as pain flares up yet again.*

(I need to stop doing that. Whatever that is. At least that one wasn't as bad as- Kim, stop it. You're getting distracted.)

*Taking a somewhat shaky breath, she turns around in her chair, expression a little haunted.*

(( @matthewpatelaskbox ))

Hey, Blaze? Do you- come look at this, please. And the last ones, actually.

*While she waits for him to walk over, she types out her response, though she doubts the necessity of the act as she does.*

I think I'll be doing just that, honestly. And... no need to apologize, I guess. On reflection, whatever's up with you might be... marginally less invasive than some things that have happened before. Maybe. Although if you're freaking me out on purpose, continue to apologize actually.

[originallymarysue]

Chapter 7 is here!

Summary: The crew are going shopping today! Hopefully nothing goes wrong and no arguments happen for once!

[tankgotstuckinthecircusgate]

i know that when carlo suddenly decided that he needs to marry guy made a whole list in his head n like had a deadlines n shit. like it was some kind of a task he needed to do

[weird-an]

“Didn‘t you hear? Hargrove lost the bet and he‘s paying up tonight.“ Tommy‘s eyes are already glassy from the punch. It is strawberry, but mostly tasted like vodka. He is wearing a tiger costume, a horrendous fluffy onesie. Carol drew skewed whiskers on his nose.

Everybody is dressed up except Steve. He can‘t be bothered. He doesn’t care about Halloween.

Steve nearly chokes on his drink when he sees the man in question entering the room.

Billy Hargrove is dressed up as a nurse.

A slutty nurse.

[loumauve]

work colleague (the one who I'm working on a project with, who was supposed to be showing me the ropes - which she already barely did - who is supposed to be a superior while our boss is on parental leave) told me that I need to join the team leader meeting next week "so things dont escalate again" bc apparently her temper got the best of her (she told me this herself btw, which.. jfc)

and I feel SO uncomfortable at even the idea of that thats I've been feeling sick to my stomach over it since Friday. I'm still an intern ffs, I don't get paid to do her job, which is to explain what we're doing and to explain why we're doing it. I didn't decide on making this a whole thing, and I certainly didn't sign up to take her place while she throws me to the wolves (clinic admins who are pissed that change is being introduced to how they've been running things for years)

I know I need to address it, and at least tell my boss, I feel like shit reaching out to him while he's supposed to be on leave, but if I don't push back and give in now when there's also so many other ways she's been dodging her responsibilities then idk.

she barely communicates which is the basis for working with anybody, and even when *I* reach out she barely ever replies and leaves me hanging, unable to progress in certain tasks just bc I *literally* don't know shit yet bc I've been working there for a total of two and a half months max. just.. boss guy would be happy for me to stay on but honestly that lady has as bad a temper and worse social skills than the lady who made my last job hell enough that I was out of commission for almost three years, first on sick leave and then in various rehab/therapy programs just to make it back to being able to work again.. I really don't want to go down this road again

so I guess I do need to write this all down tomorrow in a message to him and hopefully he'll at least acknowledge that this is a shit situation to put me in and have a talk with her. but idk tbh. not sure what to do if he asks me to still join that group meeting on Friday, also terrified of her reaction if he does bring it up with her, ngl

last time she got "upset" she didn't talk to me for a whole day, didn't reply to my message before I left for 5 weeks and then still didn't leave a single message to explain where to continue in our project before being gone herself for another 2 and a half weeks.. that kind of childish pettiness idk. really don't want to have to keep dealing with her

lazy colleagues idk sure it's frustrating cleaning up after them, but this kind of behaviour is as close to intolerable as things get before I need to get myself the fuck away for good

[cerealmonster15]

rereading my fics is like a constant cycle of being like "teehee that was funny. oh god that line was cringe. hehe that was funny. wait why did i say that 😑. hehe. wait i forgot about that part. hang on didnt i plan to write xyz into this why did i never get to that. teehee that was funny-"

[hauntingsofhouses]

i think im gonna take a break from my fic to write my original work instead

[angelliite]

sometimes i randomly remember violet evergarden, and i hate the fact that gilbert didn't die

i love the idea of exploring what love means so much, but it feels so poorly done -- gilbert comes back, the love she was searching for was romantic, all the love she had for her friends doesn't matter as much bc she's just going to go live alone with gilbert on an island!!

like, sure the age gap stuff squicks me a bit, but it's the storytelling that bothers me so much more. like ppl say oh, it makes violet happy, why don't you want her to be happy and that is so stupid to me, she's a fictional character!!! the things that make her happy is what is written to make her happy, she could've just as easily found love in her friends and family. i don't even have an issue with her finding romantic love, but bc it was SPECIFICALLY gilbert, the one who caused her journey and made such a profound impact on her life who was able to answer what love meant, it felt like it downplayed all the other relationships she had made.

and also, continuing with that, it is stupid that gilbert himself came back to answer what "love" is, like sure violet may have come to that realization herself, but he confirmed it. love is messy and confusing, in my opinion, there's no real answer for what love is because its so different for everybody. it felt like the show was saying this one specific type of love is more important than any other type of love. it feels like such an oversimplification of love, which was really disappointing from what the premise of violet evergarden was originally about.

gilbert coming back also felt like it spat on the themes of grief. irl, when our loved ones pass away, we don't have that same hope that one day they'll come back and they can whisk us away and we can be together again. that "what could've been" is so much more painful than anything else. i don't care about a happy, sappy romantic meeting between the two after they accept their feelings for one another, i wanted violet to be able to stand strongly, knowing even if gilbert passed, he's still there, he's left such an impact on her life that she will live with him alongside her forever, and she will always love him no matter what, it doesn't matter what way.

i guess it was my own expectations that set me too high, but i used to really love violet evergarden. it really was extremely disappointing to me how it ended.

[caffeinatedopossum]

That sad realization that not only did the undiagnosed autism lead to me not realizing my "friends" were actually bullying me the whole time I knew them but I was also unintentionally doing something similar to neurotypical friends because I didn't understand how we thought differently

[rinaririr]

idk why but gilbert’s voice always surprise me??? every single time i hear his voice i just get a bit taken a back. i just didn’t expect his character design to have that voice ya know??? it’s more youthful and light since i expected a deeper more omnious tone haha

same thing with clavis too honestly