#if this is all the writing i do too i am content :tm:

[ofgravitation-moved]

@ofdetonation​ said:  he sits next to toga and makes a brief glance to her.  “y’look like shit.”  he wonders if it’s her cravings getting the better of her  -  in which, the blond eventually offers his hand and arm, giving a nudge to her side with his elbow.  “can’t be havin’ that, league needs you.”  and, if it’s not that, the blond is content enough to sit by her until she’s doing better.

the amount of side eye she gives him, could kill. rude. -- but despite katsuki’s bluntness, he was right. toga looked like shit and she felt like.. shittier shit. if there even was such a thing. “ gee, thanks. ”

the past week or so had been difficult. & it was getting harder and harder to escape away from their temporary hideout due to an increase in hero presence around the city. not only was toga going stir crazy, but she was downright anemic. she’d rationed her blood bags the doc gave her as best as she could, but that only lasted about 3-4 days. she’d been ‘hungry’ for the last day and a half by now. 

she was nestled into the crappy sofa: knees pulled to her chest and her arms wrapped around them, head resting atop them. when katsuki nudges her, toga shifts her amber eyes back towards him, lifting her head to narrow her eyes when they fixate on the arm and hand he presents before her. this close to him she can hear his pulse, thanks to her quirk and her heart quickens. 

inching forwards, toga is eager to take and hold his arm with both of her smaller hands and bite-- but, once she has hold of katsuki’s forearm, heart pounding inside her chest, she stops --- and looks up at him again, almost as if asking for permission. 

she licks her lips impatiently as she feels heat rising in her cheeks. “ .. you’re sure? ” maybe she’s apprehensive too. this wasn’t something that people just.. offered her. no one has ever let her bite them before, and toga’s never been really scared of anything-- but the thought of hurting one of the very few people that did care about her? -- she couldn’t. --- not him. not katsuki.

amber eyes search his, seriously. “ what if-- i can’t stop? ” hastily, at the thought, toga drops his arm and turns her head away, shutting her eyes and burying her head back into her knees. “ i - i ... dun wanna hurt you! ” she mutters beneath muffled arms. yes, she’s bitten into her own arm at this point, not that it was gonna do her any good. 

[phopollo]

*getting on my hands and knees* Please I would love to know more about your fairytail rewrite, I have also just decided to do a rewatch of it and I am dying for more content/more people to talk about it with (also i love your designs so far and especially the focus on my girl Juvia... would love to know your ideas for both ex phantom lord guys actually)

AKFNWKG OMG HI YOU DONT UNDERSTAND HOW HAPPY THIS MAKES ME

GAJEEL & JUVIA MEAN SO MUCH TO ME, BOTH INDIVIDUALLY AND AS A DUO, AND I WAS SO SAD ABOUT HOW THEYRE TREATED IN CANON (especially Juvia,,, she was my favorite, but she got done so dirty when they stopped allowing her to he her own character outside of loving Gray,,,) SO IM ELATED YOU WANNA KNOW MORE ABOUT THEM, BECAUSE I THINK ABOUT THEM SO MUCH

So!!

I'll start with them as a duo

While members of Phantom Lord, none of the Element 4 were really like.... friends per say, but Gajeel and Juvia had the closest thing to being like........ friendly coworkers of all the relationships among them. Juvia was kind of the only one Gajeel really respected, and Juvia recognized thar Gajeel treated her with as much respect as he could, so she reciprocated (think like,,, verbally acknowledging each other as they passed in the halls, but calling each other by last name)

After joining Fairy Tail, in the immediate aftermath, everyone was still a little cautious of them for understandable reasons. So they kind if unintentionally cling to each other, because..... yknow. They're the only ones not giving each other the side eye, so it doesn't feel like they have to claw through a wall of tension to just hold a simple conversation

The turning point for them into actual friendship is when people start to give them more of a chance! In particular, on a day that Fairy Tail is getting A Bit Rowdy(tm) in the guild hall, and Gajeel turns around, expecting Juvia to have his back, and shes.... she's not there........... and now that he thinks about it, it's been a bit rainy today............... so he gets a little worried and goes looking for her, only to find her hiding in the bathroom because she got a bit overwhelmed and overstimulated because she's never had so many people approach and try to talk to her all at once and never been involved in a brawl like that that wasn't an actual like, fight, and she just...... she needs a minute. So. Gajeel sits with her a bit, because. Yknow. It wouldn't be worth it to go out there and pick fights with everyone and have fun if she's not also going to. It's just not as fun

They get a little awkward sitting there in silence and Gajeel gets antsy. He looks at himself in the mirror, and then down at Juvia and her perfectly styled hair. He goes "Hey wanna help me wash my hair?" And she kind of. Stares at him for a few seconds.

(Bonus doodles of when I was initially thinking about this but never planned to post bc my hand writing is ILLEGIBLE)

So Gajeel takes care of his hair now (very important about him and his character and the change in his hair style between Phantom Lord and Fairy Tail)

And after that, they accidentally become Natsu-And-Lucy-But-Cool-Tones

And they're very silly, and I love them very much

Whoops, that on its own was a little longer than I intended, but I'll still go into them individually too

Gajeel;

His insecurity about falling behind the other dragon slayers is a little more prevelant-- he just kind of always feels like he has something to prove

An important part of the Rewrite to me is thst there's the opportunity for characters who didn't really seem to interact as much get the opportunity to, so I'll also put out there thst Gajeel forms pretty tight bonds with Wendy, Erza, team Shadow Gear as a whole not just Levy, and the Strauss siblings

I don't think he really knows what he actually likes to do in his free time. He kind of just tags along with other people doing things they like to do

He's roughly very similar to how he was in canon. A lot of the work I've done on him has been more just smoothing out the edges and adjusting his behavior to reflect the people I've declared him the closest to

Juvia;

It's so important to me that she gets to be a character outside of being in love with Gray. She does still have a crush on him, and she's not super subtle about it, but she's also like.... she's capable of being a normal person around and about him. They are genuinely friends above anything else

She had no idea how to talk to anyone. Cana and Mirajane were lowkey her saviors when it came to learning how to interact with other people and not be a complete freak, so she's super tight with them in particular

In canon, we were shown both thst she made her own Teru Teru Bozus, and that she knit Gray a scarf once. There's also a couple other things we're shown that its never explicitly state she made them, but I feel like the implication is there. So I'm taking those and running with them-- I'm making her a really crafty person, and she loves and takes a lot of comfort in doing things like sewing, knitting, and crocheting, and that's something she notably does in her free time-- especially since she doesn't just do them for the sake of doing them, she almost always makes something for someone (got a little drawing about this incoming actually)

We only really got to know the bare minimum of Juvia's backstory-- that her parents are dead, she was taken in by her uncle who did his best to help her and her rain problem by seeking out water and ice wizards, and then he also died while seeking help for her-- so I've expanded on it a little and made some minor changes! Longest story short; her father died in a workplace accident before she was born, and her mother died during child birth, which is what lead to her being taken in by her uncle. As much as he loved her and was doing his best with her, he also kind of always resented her and blamed her for the death of his sister (her mom) even though it really was not her fault. Juvia sort of always recognized this, but also as a traumatized child, blamed herself, which lead to the intensifying of the rain around her as she got older and understood things better. That's when her uncle started looking for other water wizards and ice wizards to try and help stop the rain. He went out one day to meet with one, and he never came back. Juvia doesn't know if something happened or if the resentment finally built of too much and he just up and left, and that's something she's never going to get closure on. It definitely still plagues the back of her mind and affects the way she acts now, even if she thinks she's moved past that point in her life.

Woah

That was a lot, sorry akfbskd

I hope this was at least some of what you wanted to hear about them!!

[antirepurp]

time for me to be obnoxious about an april fool's game at almost may wahoo ft. an unexpected moment of character analysis because i have no chill

TRAIN.

i hope this game is canon because rouge doing petty pickpocketing is my favorite thing actually

he has a wallet? and a home?

i could go on about how much i love these kids being unhinged and chaotic but unless i want to reblog this post a million times i have to cut it down. let it be known that i adore the kids and their antics tho

you know what i also adore? blaze committing crimes in the chaos dimension because she can get away with it. i think i need more of that in my life actually

although right after he says he doesn't wanna do more crimes i'd like to think he grows out of that opinion eventually. let the little guy steal stuff i want him to hang with rouge and have her make him worse actually

look here shadow's had it rough in the writing department for a while but i very much appreciated this plot point of him going out of his way to get concert tickets for amy and even (reluctantly) agreeing to go with her to said concert even if it isn't his cup of tea. i know it's more presented as him trying to y'know be polite and considerate and he's going about it in an edgy way but i'd like to think it's just his way of presenting things if you will? like he know what amy's favorite band is and sees how hard the tickets are to get so he goes out of his way to get them because he cares about his friend and knows how much attending a concert like that would mean to amy. and in terms of this screenshot in particular i also appreciate amy appreciating her friends' presence at her party even if they hadn't gotten her anything! sure it does kinda come across as her being bummed about not getting gifts from them and maybe she is but i think that's okay? like she's 12 (or 13 now i guess?) getting excited about presents is pretty normal, and it's not like she's super upset about it anyway. i think she genuinely appreciates her friends attending her party more than anything

i also found this a lovely little detail lol and it does kinda make sense! the bitch has been in stasis for 50 years and computer technology has taken leaps in that time, of course he'd be a lil rustier with them compared to his peers

more on shadow, this guy's brain goes overdrive the second he realizes he fucked up and needs to get something nice for his friend now. like i don't have the brain power to form it into words atm but i just love what this all says about him as a character!!

i could flail about the art in this game the whole evening honestly it's so lovely and colorful and pretty and i love how this scene is composed and shadow being seated on the windowsill idk this just put a big smile on my face when i saw it :)

frankly obsessed with amy's unhinged energy can we please get more of this bc i live for it

the fucking blowdart. i cannot tell you how fucking off the walls these teens are like espio's instructed to use a blowdart on sonic with non-lethal poison and he's like yeah that checks out and sonic's just like wow cool guess i'll snooze for a bit then like this shit is exactly why teenagers should be given superpowers and be put into Situations(TM) i love it

not an april fools game making me emotional over trains

and why yes i am obsessed obviously

it was a fun game! like tbh with a bit more content i would've been happy to pay a bit for this honestly (like. when im not broke lmao) like it's so charming and there were a lot of fun details and the jokes were enjoyable too. i just think it's neat :)

but yea that is all im glad sonic the hedgehog got murdered it was a great time

[chiharuhashibira]

Back to You Part 9!

Hello! So I am so excited to write this chapter haha!

I won't say anything but, it'll be intense. Soooo see yah below haha!

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𝑩𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒕𝒐 𝒀𝒐𝒖

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Content Warnings: Curse words, Slightly Suggestive, Verbal Abuse, Neglect, Emotional Trauma, Panic

(Images are not mine, credits to the rightful owners)

Flashback:

"Get dressed up."

"Won't you cuddle with me? Like, even for five min—"

"Don't you understand that I have to work? Isn't sex enough for you? Why are you too needy?"

"I'm sorry..."

You sat up, pulling up the sheets to cover your body, as you watched your boyfriend, Hotaru, dress up. It's as if you were dipped in the pit of shame as you watched him leave without saying a word.

Sometimes you just can't help but cry because of Hotaru's coldness, but then the situation's different today. You didn't cry, despite the pain. You just laid down, stared at the ceiling, and sighed, telling yourself incessantly that perhaps he's just tired.

You didn't notice that you had drifted back to sleep until you felt a flick on your forehead. There, you sat up, wrapping the sheets to cover your body as you realised it was Giyu. He was looking at you with worry in his eyes, but you didn't care about that.

As red as a tomato, you threw your pillow at his face, which he easily caught. "What was that for?" he asked, raising an eyebrow at you.

"Why the heck are you here?"

"Is that how you greet your nii-chan?"

"You're not my brother, psycho. And as you can see, I'm naked, so—"

"So what? I've seen all that when we were younger."

"Idiot! Get out of my room!"

You were blushing madly, but Giyu seems unaffected by this. Oh well, he's been your brother ever since you lost your family, so things like this don't surprise him at all. He rolled his eyes and went out, closing the door behind him.

You sighed and finally got dressed, embarrassed that he had to see you like that.

After a few minutes, you went out, and you saw him eating ramen while sitting on your couch. "Oh, there you are. I made you ramen," he said, pointing at the bowl in front of him.

You're starving; being 18, almost 19, and doing things really is tiring. So then, you sat across from him and grabbed the bowl. No words were exchanged until both of you finished eating.

And there, Giyu looked at you with intense eyes. "Hotaru's been here again, I suppose," he said, crossing his arms. You didn't want to answer, but then the veins on Tomioka's forehead started to pop out in anger.

So, you looked down and said, "Yes." A loud thug made you look up, and there, you saw Tomioka, who was pissed off. He slammed the table with his fist before he stood up and went to the kitchen.

You followed him, feeling the guilt sink in. He had told you a lot of times to stay away from that man. Firstly, he is double your age, and secondly, he doesn't treat you right. Ever since you started with Hotaru, your behaviour has changed so much that you even shut the world away just to be with your boyfriend.

"You're helpless, Y/N. I've lost count of how many times I told you to stay away from that jerk! And now, I'll be seeing you in that state instead of heading to school? What the heck? Just because you have your own flat now and live alone doesn't mean that you can waste your life and do any craziness you want!"

Tomioka snapped in rage as he looked at you with disappointment in his eyes. You have never seen him this mad before. Whenever he tries to talk to you about this topic, he is usually so understanding, but now... Perhaps he had too much.

Too much of what seems to be still not enough for you to leave your toxic relationship...

“No. Why do you want me to hate Hotaru? He’s not the worst. He’s just stressed at work. We’ll never know about that because we’re still students.”

"The heck is that reason? Y/N, I'm trying to protect you from—"

"And I don't need that, Tomioka-san. Please don't make me hate you."

You know how bratty you sound right now, but you don't care anymore. Tears ran down your face as you looked down, but then your sobbing stopped when you felt Tomioka's warmth embrace you.

The man can't take the fact that you're crying right now. He just loves you so much as his little sister, and he doesn't want you to hate him. So even if it is not aligned with his virtues, Tomioka said,

"I'll let this slip this time. But please don't waste your life. You're so much better than this."

And of course, you didn't listen to Tomioka. Weeks had passed since that incident, and you never settled things with Hotaru. You let him treat you the way he had always treated you.

An option.

It was painful, but you always loved him. Tomioka still tried to reach out, but you always shut him down. And yes, it came to the point where he tried to not talk about it anymore.

But of course, like your friend, you reached your limit. Finally.

Another tiring day, another hot sex, and now Hotaru's like this again.

“Are you a fucking idiot? Can’t you see that I’m busy? Why can’t you get that through your thick skull? You’re fucking clingy like a pest. Can you just leave me alone?”

You felt little as you fell to the floor after he shoved you away from hugging him. What was he doing anyway? He was just watching people sharpen their swords, or whatever that was. Is that more important than you?

Oh well, other things had really been more important than me.

Tears fell down on your cheek, and you started sobbing like a child while still sitting on the floor helplessly. Things seem to fall into place. Hotaru doesn't love you, and all the people around you are right.

While you're busy wasting your life for him, he's busy using you for his pleasure. Who are you anyway? You're just like a slut to him that he can fuck whenever he wants to. You're not that important to him at all.

And as if to fuel these thoughts, Hotaru turned to you when he heard your sobs. "What a fucking drama queen! What do you want? Another round? Go to bed then, and I'll make you stop crying."

"What am I to you?"

"Huh?"

Astonished by your question, Hotaru raised an eyebrow. "The fuck?" he said while grunting.

"Do you even love me?"

"What the hell is wrong with you? Why are you being childish? Can you just shut up?"

"I don't like this anymore, Hotaru. Let's break up."

Your words have astounded the man so much that he has lost his strength to speak.

"You're kidding, right?"

"Let's break up."

You said it once again, with your voice shaking in pain. Slowly, you stood up and gathered your things, which were left on his floor. But then, before you could step out of his door, Hotaru embraced you and buried his face in your hair.

"Hey. Let's fix this, okay? I'm sorry, angel. You know I love you, right? I'll marry you, I promise."

"I don't want this anymore. You're only treating me okay when you need something from me. And after that, what happens? This?!"

"No, you must be confused. Fuck, I'm such a jerk. I'm so sorry. Can we please go back inside? Angel, let's talk. I love you."

"I'm sorry, Hotaru. But I can't do this anymore..."

You faced him with tears running down your cheeks. If you don't end this now, you won't have the courage to do it next time. You let go of his hand and walked away, but then,

"Perhaps you're cheating on me. Maybe with that Tomioka. Perhaps you're fucking him. That's why you have the guts to tell me this, you slut."

Disgust was plastered on your face as you turned to him. Gripping at the hem of your skirt, you gulped and tried your best to not scream, but then...

"Fuck you! I've wasted my life on you, and now you'll accuse me of this? And what's worse is with the guy whom I've treated as my brother? What's wrong—UH! I can't take this anymore!"

"Y/N!"

But before he could ever reach you, you finally managed to slip out of his house and disappear through the crowd.

And yes, that same night, you found yourself crying inside Tomioka's room, with him trying to comfort you with his brotherly love.

And yes, months passed, and you grieved. Hotaru didn't contact you ever again, and that's when you restarted your life, as nothing will happen if you let your past control you.

End of Flashback

You woke up panting. It has been a few days since that stressful day at the hospital. Before you could sit up, you turned to see, and there, Sanemi had already been awake beside you, giving you a worried look.

Tears ran down your cheeks as you turned to him and buried your face in his chest. The math teacher already knows what happened. Another nightmare.

These bad dreams have been plaguing you once again, and sometimes you're afraid to sleep. So, Sanemi decided that he'd stay at your house for a while. And yes, that also means that he told his siblings that he'd be staying with his friend for a project, as they weren't as aware of your relationship as the faculty.

Sanemi ran his hands on your back, and you felt the shivers that came with it. He hushed you and kissed your forehead. "I won't let anything bad happen to you, okay? I love you so much," he whispered nonchalantly, trying to calm you down.

And yes, it worked. After a few minutes, you had drifted back to sleep, but now with dreams filled with you and Sanemi.

The next day, you were at school and found yourself helping Tengen carry some of his art supplies back to his new art room. Yep, the art teacher is spoiled as fuck, and sometimes you tease him for it.

"Uzui-sensei, go first. I'll just fix my shoelaces."

"Kay!"

He said that and walked away. You bent down and were about to tie your shoe when suddenly, you felt a slap on your ass that made your eyes widen. With a pissed-off expression, you were about to reprimand the person who did that, but then, when you turned to look who it was, you were met with a familiar lilac pair of eyes.

Your anger faded and was replaced by a mad blush that spread across your cheeks as you looked around. Sanemi smirked and pinched your cheek. "No one's around, silly," he said, pecking a kiss on your lip. You gulped as you almost dropped Tengen's expensive art materials.

"Babe, you're crazy," you whispered. But then, Sanemi still smirked at you and whispered in your ear. "I love you. See you later," he said before walking inside his class.

You blink in astonishment. What just happened?

But then, before you could be drowned in your trance, Tengen managed to come back and raise an eyebrow at you. "Uhh... Y/N-san, your shoelaces are still untied. Do you need help?"

You shook your head and just smiled at him. "Nah. Just take the other boxes, Uzui-san."

"Okaaay."

He said this, seemingly bored, and walked back to his old art room.

You finally managed to tie your sheolaces and looked at the ceiling, smiling at the thought of Sanemi's sweetness. "I love you too, Sanemi."

It was the end of the day, and you found yourself waiting for your boyfriend near the school gate. Sanemi told you that he had a surprise for you, as this is your second monthsary. Yes, it has been two months since you dated this man. And you definitely have no regrets about that.

Sanemi has always filled your heart with all the love that he can give. And that is more than enough. Yes, everything the man does for you is more than enough, and that made your heart skip.

But then all your thoughts faded into the pits of darkness when a car suddenly stopped in front of you. There and then, you felt like the world suddenly stopped. Not because of love, but because it'll end.

When the window rolled down, you met those golden-orange orbs that immediately sent back all of your painful memories once again. Why is he here again? You thought, feeling sweaty as the breeze around you became colder.

It's as if there was a lump in your throat as you watched Hotaru go out of his car and stand in front of you. His intimidating stature instantly makes you freeze.

"I missed you, angel."

"What do you want?" You asked, giving him a glare as you felt an uncomfortable feeling in the pit of your stomach. Hotaru ran his hands on your hair, which made you swat his hand away.

Feeling disgusted, you fixed your hair and took a step back. Your ears rang when you heard Hotaru's chuckle. What is he chuckling about in the first place? You rolled your eyes and repeated your question.

"What do you want?"

"I'm glad you're okay. Feisty again, I see."

"Why are you here?"

"I wanted to check on you. I never thought that you'll work here, and as a teacher, I see. I never thought that you'd be a teacher before. But you look good."

"Why do you know that I'm here?"

He raised his phone and clicked his tongue. "The power of social media."

You gulped at the thought of him stalking you. You aren't comfortable with that. I should've blocked him! But it was too late.

You glared at him and gripped harder on the handle of your bag. It seems like Hotaru noticed. "Is your bag heavy? I can help you."

"No. Just leave me alone. Please, Hotaru."

"Is that how you treat a friend? I've changed Y/N. I'll prove it to—"

"Fucking shut up!"

You said, seething with anger as you watched how Hotaru's expression turned dark. "I'm just trying to fix things, Y/N. I still love you."

"Just go..."

"Hey Y/N-sensei!"

As if fate had plotted against you, out of all people, it was Kanae Kocho who saw you at this moment. You turned to look at her and tried your best to hide the anger from your expression. "Hey Kocho sensei! You're going home?"

"Yes. How about you? And who is this fine man? Hi, I'm Kanae Kocho. Science teacher here."

Kanae said as she walked beside you and looked at Hotaru, who was now smiling at her. Yes, his smile is angelic, and yes, other girls would fall for it, but not you.

You were about to tell Kanae that you don't know him when suddenly, Hotaru pulled you and draped his arm across your shoulder. "Oh, I'm her boyfriend, Hotaru Haganezuka. We'll need to head out, actually. It's nice meeting a nice woman like you."

Without him knowing that Sanemi works here, his plan shouldn't work, right? Sanemi will come to the rescue, right?

But no.

Without Kanae knowing that you are Sanemi's girlfriend, she believed Hotaru's lies and congratulated you before leaving, as she didn't want to interrupt your lovey-dovey moment.

Cringy right? You felt all your muscles freeze with those words. You just wanted to disappear then and there, but then what you did was push Hotaru away and decide to just head home without waiting for your boyfriend, who is busy with the Math Club right now.

Tears ran down your face as you didn't manage to save yourself from that embarrassment and Hotaru's lies. You just can't because of this irrational fear that you are feeling. You hate it. You just wanted to go home.

"What did I do to deserve this?"

On the other hand, Hotaru smiled as he watched you walk away, thinking everything was falling into place—for him at least.

𝑶𝒉 𝒎𝒚 𝒈𝒐𝒔𝒉

I'm so sorry guys for making you feel this way for Hotaru. I love him I swear but it's just he fits so well with this jerky man in my head HAHAHA

Oh well, will Sanemi come to the rescue? Will you manage to correct Hotaru's lies before it spreads like wildfire in the school? What will happen with Sanemi's surprise? Will both of you be okay?

Lotsa questions that will surely be answered on the next chappy!

Thank you so much for reading this once again~ Feel free to reblog if you wanted to share it. Or comment down there! Would love to see your reactions HAHAHA! Love yah!

Requests are still open btw! 💓

~𝓒𝓱𝓲𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓾-𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓷🌸

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[teaandransacking]

I'm a fan of yours on ao3 and I binged your The Devil All the Time series this week - so good OMFG - and your soft smut is immaculate.

Would you bless us with some Lucy/Lockwood first time smut including the Lockwood Pajamas (tm)?

First of all YOU HAVE READ THAT FIC? I feel like only about 10 people in the world read that, and I loved writing it. Thankyou.

Just for you, please enjoy some 5-ply soft, non explicit smut.

Let's pretend these characters are 18 or older, OK? OK.

except when we went from friends to this

Words: 2500 ~ Pairing: Anthony Lockwood x Lucy Carlyle ~ Content: super soft non explicit, dreamy first-time sex.

It all begins with a present from Flo.

Lockwood is confused at first. A hotel? He hasn’t been inside a hotel - the ones that are unhaunted, anyway - since he was a small boy in a boy size suit, eating afternoon tea with his parents on his birthday. The memory makes him feel funny, and he rubs his hand over his chest as he looks down at the shiny voucher, out of place against the cheap formica of the cafe tabletop.

Flo frowns. “I hope I didn’t overstep, Locky. It’s your birthday, after all, and I thought - well, you could take Lucy with you-”

He looks up at that, and a different sort of emotion makes his chest tight. Fantasy snapshots flit through his mind. Lucy, walking down the grand staircase of a fancy hotel, a cocktail dress flaring out from her hips. Lucy, covered up to her neck in bubbles in a fancy hotel bathtub.

He could give her that.

He traces his finger along the edge of the card. “How did you get this?”

“Bartered for it, didn’t I. Amazing what you can get when you’ve got an… eclectic skill set like mine.”

Lockwood thinks it’s best he doesn’t ask any more questions about that.

“What about George?” he blurts out, wondering if the other young man will feel left out.

Flo smiles slowly. “You know I’ve never been entirely altruistic, Locky. If you and Lucy are out, well, I’ll have George and his ghormeh sabzi all to myself, won’t I?”

Oh. Lockwood looks down into his cup of tea, feeling a flush creep up his neck. “Right. And he’s…. Okay with it?”

“Would I have asked if he wasn’t?” She grins. 

Thinking about the implications of her smile and her words too long makes Lockwood think of the time with the yoga, so he blinks the image away, sipping tea. “Thankyou,” he says eventually. “This is really kind. I appreciate it.”

Flo grins that cheshire cat grin again. “No, you don’t. But you will.”

He doesn’t rise to the bait, but tucks the gold-edged voucher away safely inside his coat.

He knows what Flo thinks is going to happen if he takes Lucy to the hotel. Maybe it will, and maybe it won’t, but what Lockwood wants most is just to be with her, uninterrupted time, where they can talk and cuddle and laugh and relax, without the threat of Visitors - or any other kind of unwanted guests.

Perhaps he’ll get the Do Not Disturb sign and hang it on the door as soon as they arrive.

If Lucy agrees to go, that is.

#### 

“The Connaught?” Lucy exclaims, almost knocking over her mug of tea. She grabs it just in time, so that only a few drops spill over the edge. Her eyes are wide with excitement, and Lockwood could just drown in them, wade into those clear depths and never look back, not for anything. “That’s the poshest hotel in England!”

“So you want to go, then?” He asks, nerves cramping his stomach. “With me, I mean.”

She gives him a funny look. “Who else would I want to go with?”

He reaches across the table, from his position opposite her, runs his index finger over the back of her hand. “I wanted to be sure.”

Lucy turns her hand over, palm upwards, and tangles their fingers together. “You are a bit of an idiot sometimes, you know that?”

Relief makes his shoulders slump, and he feels the grin spread across his face. “I am well aware.”

#### 

Dinner’s at eight, the desk clerk informs them, but it’s not included in their room rate.

“Not to worry,” Lucy murmurs as they head off towards the stairs with their room key, “I packed a picnic we can eat on the carpet.”

He loves her. If he wasn’t entirely sure of it before, he is now.

The room somehow manages to be cavernous but cosy. How that’s achieved, he has no idea, and right now, he can’t bring himself to care as he watches Lucy run for the huge bed and launch herself on to it. She bounces, laughing, and it’s been so long since he’s heard her laugh like that, carefree, and when she lands, her gaze finds him.

“Come on, then! You can’t come all the way here and not bounce on this bed.”

“It’s only Mayfair,” he points out, but the smile on his face is completely irrepressible. He feels like he has to add, “at least take off your shoes.”

Lucy laughs, but wiggles to the end of the bed and shucks off her boots. “Come on, Lockwood. Remove the stick from up your arse for once.”

She says it so fondly that he can’t be annoyed, even a little bit. Truth be told, he was a bit of a stick in the mud before her, before George.

He toes off his trainers and shoves them aside before walking to the bed. For a second he falters, wondering what to do. He would have known, once, before his entire family was taken from him, before-

Lucy grabs his hand and tugs him, and he falls on top of her, their bodies flush, and she looks up at him in surprise, her lips parted slightly, and it’s an invitation he simply can’t refuse. He settles his forearms either side of her head and then he touches his mouth to hers.

It starts off soft and sweet, like many of their kisses, mostly chaste, and then she slides a hand up into his hair and sighs into his mouth, and suddenly everything inside him is on fire.

“Lucy,” he groans, drawing back to look at her. Her lips are kiss-swollen and her titian hair is spread out over the crisp, snow-white bedsheets. He’s seen some of the finest art in the known world, and none of it, not a single painting, compares to having Lucy Carlyle warm and willing under him, her gaze lust-soft and her cheeks flushed.

She smooths his hair back from where it falls over his forehead. “I did really want to see you jump on the bed, but I think this is better.”

It’s very difficult to think when their bodies are so perfectly lined up, especially since he’s never been this close to her without interruption, but he concentrates and makes himself form a reply. “I’ll do a cartwheel over the bed later if it’ll make you laugh, but for now - wild horses couldn’t pull me away from this moment.”

“You can do a cartwheel?” she asks, her brows arching up, but his expression must be a reply all in itself, because she presses her lips closed and then frames his face between her hands. “I love it here, too. I’ve, er, been thinking for a while that it’d be nice to have some time together. Hard to relax when anyone might overhear.”

“Yeah. That’s not really my thing,” Lockwood agrees.

Mischief flits across Lucy’s beautiful face. “I’d like to find out what is your thing.” And she lets her body go soft under his, spreading her legs so he’s cradled right there and his brain completely short circuits at the sensation, even through their layers of clothes.

“Have mercy,” he manages to whisper.

“On the great Anthony bloody Lockwood? Never,” she whispers, but there’s gentleness in her voice. “How about a bath, first?”

That makes him immediately imagine her naked, and for another second he can’t form a single coherent thought.

Lucy shakes her head, laughs softly, but it’s a sweet laugh, a kind, warm one. He doesn’t protest when she rolls their bodies and then hops off him, standing and holding out her hand. “Come on. A proper bath, in a proper big bath tub, with fancy bubbles! I have never had fancy bubbles!”

Lockwood has to blink again to get the cogs in his brain to turn, and then he lets himself be led into what turns out to be a palatial bathroom. It’s all sleek marble floor tiles and travertine walls, and the claw foot tub rises from the floor, a porcelain leviathan, waiting to be filled, and all he can do is stand there and imagine Lucy in it, the water fanning out her hair, and her eyes closed, long lashes resting on her cheeks.

She turns on the taps, fits the plug in the circular hole, and then eyes him. “Clothes.”

He blinks at her. “Yes. I packed them.”

Lucy rolls her eyes. “We can’t get in the bath with clothes on, Lockwood.” She grins at him, and there she is, sarcastic as ever, and suddenly he feels at home again. “I’ll turn around if you like.”

Heat floods his face, and he starts to acquiesce, and then he realises, he doesn’t want her to turn around. He wants to feel her gaze on him as he undresses, and then he wants to see her peel her own layers away, and he wants to sink into the hot water with her, feel the silk of her skin and slide soapy hands over her-

And then he’s obviously dawdled too long, because Lucy crosses the space between them and starts unwinding his tie. He gazes down at her, at the overhead lights glinting off her gorgeous, silky red hair, and he drops a kiss on her forehead.

She looks up, a small smile on her lips, and continues with her ministrations until his tie lies limp around his neck, either side of the collar of his white shirt.

“I can do the rest,” he says softly.

She steps back, grinning, her eyes eating him up, and in that moment, he feels like he could take on the world, if only he could carry the light in her gaze with him always.

He discards the tie, unbuttons the shirt. He’s been shirtless in front of her before, for short periods - one memorable time when she couldn’t sleep and came to talk to him at midnight when he was already undressed - but never like this, with this superheated air between their bodies.

Lockwood shrugs the shirt off and it falls to the floor in a whisper of cotton. He doesn’t look at what he’s doing, only at her, and the naked want in her eyes could sustain him for days.

The metal buckle of his belt clinks loudly as he unbuckles it, stepping out of his trousers and pulling off his socks, and then he’s barefoot in the fancy, high-ceiling bathroom, wearing only black boxers, and for a moment, nerves shred his stomach, but then Lucy hooks a finger in the waistband of his underwear and pulls him close to kiss him, and his fears unravel into warm yearning. His arms go around her and he holds her as their mouths whisper over each other. 

Then she draws back, smiling a little, and moves to turn off the taps. “Nice and full. Water’s going to get cold. Can’t waste it.”

He glances over at the veritable lake. No bubbles, but they’ve got all night. They can always have another bath later. He opens his mouth to tell her that it’s her turn to take off her clothes, but instead hears himself say, “Might I - can I - undress you?”

Her eyes spark. “Since you ask so nicely. Come here, then.”

Lockwood joins her by the rolltop side of the bath, his hands going to the hem of her jumper, fingers curling in the softness of it, and then she lifts her arms obligingly, and he gently tugs it off. It goes the way of his clothes, unmissed, and her tank top and jeans and socks follow, and then she stands, pale and perfect in her underwear, and the shape of her blows every one of his fantasies out of the water.

Lucy whispers, “I think we’re still wearing too many clothes for a bath,” and he grins at her, and they help each other with the last of their garments, and then climb into the tub, gazing at each other.

The bottle of body wash is glass, and scented with citrus and bergamot, and it’s silky-smooth when they wash each other with it, learning the angles and curves and lines and soft spaces of each other’s bodies. There’s no words, but there’s no need for any, not when they’re cocooned here together, warm and wet and safe and together.

The water is tepid, almost cold, when they leave the bath, and Lockwood wraps Lucy in a huge, soft bath towel, and then himself, and she laughs when they run to the bed together, snuggling under the covers until they’re warm again.

Lockwood isn’t sure who makes the first move - he’s pretty sure it’s Lucy, of course it is - but one moment they’re cuddling, talking softly, and then next moment, she’s straddling his hips, looking down at him with large, soft eyes, and being under her is bliss unlike any he’s ever experienced.

“I haven’t ever - that is…” he begins, settling his hands on her hips, wanting something, wanting everything, except to disappoint her. He couldn’t bear it.

She drops a kiss on his mouth. “I haven’t either, but I’m almost certain we’ll figure it out together.”

And they do, for the first time, and the pleasure is intense and overwhelming and so much more than he could ever have expected.

He learns what to do to make Lucy sigh his name, how to make her hands fist in the bedsheets, and he does it several more times, before they eventually remember that picnic, and they eat it wearing their pajamas, sat on the carpet, looking through the big picture window up at the stars.

“I wanted to give you something special,” Lockwood begins as they lie together, after midnight, curled up sleepily in the enormous bed. “I thought about you in a pretty dress, on the big grand staircase… having a fancy dinner…”

Lucy chuckles. “Is that what you think I want? Fancy dinners? Do I need to remind you about my feelings on horseradish?”

He grins into the dark room. “No, you don’t.” He sighs, kissing her hair. “I wanted it to be perfect.”

“Anthony Lockwood, you never know when to bloody shut up, do you? It is perfect.” She snuggles into it, slides a leg over his. “And if you really want to make up for the lack of fancy dinner, you can order breakfast in bed tomorrow.”

[sunlightandsuffering]

Lys, what's the deal with frat boy Eren and feminist Mikasa's past? I know they met at least in high school and are neighbors, that their friendship took a turn for the worse. Did Eren take Mikasa's virginity in high school or college?

omgomg, okay this is getting added to my drabble doc lol, so don't be alarmed if I copy and paste this and ur ask appears again on another post lol!!! But honestly I think I have to figure them out, I really like them being like chilhood friends first, like it jsut adds a fun extra layer to their dynamic! Bc they can drive back home from school together and u have their moms conspiring to get them together and Mikasa is like I HATE HIM!! And u know they do Christmas Eve together and shit lmfaoooo and it causes MUCH chaos !!! BUT i think i wrote a drabble that sort of explains it already, don't know where it went tho lmfao.

But basically, at some point in high school, Mikasa goes Feminist Ultra TM and it becomes part of her personality, and Eren is all for it at first. AND THEN, it begins bc men are awful and Eren is like hOW AM I SUPPOSED TO COMPETE WITH THIS!?!?!? Bc all of Mikasa's friends start getting boyfriends and as occurs in high school relationships, drama ensues and jealousy and it all just poisons Mikasa against men further. And there is Eren, her best friend, 'only man she trusts' AND HE'S BASICALLY BEEN COCK BLOCKED MY FEMINISM!!! She's like I'm never dating, ew men. And Eren is sitting there like 😦😧🧍🏻 I AM A MAN??? I found the drabble tho i'll paste it at the bottom and u can sort of see what I'm going for? Idk if it makes sense tho lol!! Essentially tho, Eren is kind of hopeless bc Mikasa is always hating on men, and he's like a little kid, any attention is good attention, even if it's bad. And so he become MENINIST EREN !! Just bc it gets a rise out of her, and at the very least, she's looking at him now as more than just her wholesome best friend who doesn't count as a man lmfao.

As for the virginity part, as much as I'd love for it to be in high school and have them like have a more solid history, I think it happens in college purely bc that's just where their relationship really sparks ! But idk i gotta get my thoughts together before I write a HARDCORE drabble for them, this was just me spitballing i think

It’s not that Eren hates women. He doesn’t, he really doesn’t, he actually loves women, adores them. 

Mikasa, his childhood best friend turned enemy, well she just brings it out in him. 

He loves watching her get riled up, the fire in those beautiful silvery eyes of hers, it was intoxicating. Fighting became foreplay, and before he knew it, he was a glorified meninist, whatever the fuck that is. 

He can still remember the day it started, the tenth grade probably, Mikasa merrily stomping into class, armed with new knowledge: the wage gap, benevolent sexism, implicit gender bias. And Eren had watched, with horrified eyes as his tender spark of romance with the world’s most beautiful girl, the love of his life was crushed, lit aflame right in front of him… by fucking feminism of all things. Because how was he supposed to compete with a concept, even attempt a relationship when there were limitless facts about how awful men were? How was he supposed to compete with the faults of mankind? Thus, Mikasa didn’t date, she was waiting for a boy so perfect, that he could combat sexism itself, a feminist ally she said. 

Newsflash, they didn’t really exist, at least not in Eren’s experience, and thus, Eren became the very antithesis of everything she represented. And well, here they are. 

He’d been intrigued the first time it happened, an accident at a frat party when she was too drunk to remember much of anything at all. They’d made out a little before snuggling in his bed and Eren had slept contently for the first time in years.

He’d woken up the following morning to a scowl on her face and a hand on his dick, demanding he teach her what all the fuss was about. They’ve been enemies with benefits ever since. 

And Eren finds that despite their rabid dislike of one another, that he quite enjoys their new dynamic.

[postal-ech]

So, I'm about Hour 8 into Lisa the Undone, currently on Chapter 4

I think my favorite thing about this fan game so far is the fact that your choices matter in affecting the way Buddy acts in this game, especially with the one bit I am currently hyperfixated on to hell and back

Spoilers ahead for those that have yet to play Lisa the Undone. Please for the love of God check this fan game out if you ever get the chance, it's sincerely well worth your time.

SO, Lisa the Undone, probably my highest rated Lisa fan game so far, and it's all because of one thing:

The Disco Elysium inspired monologues.

What the hell do I mean by that?

Essentially you have 3 "statuses" or states that Buddy has to balance. One involves how social Buddy is with the rest of the world, one is how violent she can be, and one is how much exploration she does in the world.

With the first one, it starts off subtly. You won't really see any difference with the social stat until you get to about the 2nd or 3rd tier, and that's when you finally get The Voices(tm)

Essentially they are what you'd get from Disco Elysium's stat monologues, they're voices in Buddy's head that comment or suggest actions here and there that kinda break the fourth wall a bit. It's very well written for a Lisa fan game and the writers here pull it off in a really engaging way, at least if you ask me.

Over time though they start to affect the choices you can make for Buddy. Go too far into the social stat and soon Buddy starts to interpret things that NPCs may be implying. They could be 100% paranoid delusion...or they could actually be foreshadowing things, implying things that YOU may know if you're a really big Lisahead but to Buddy may mean something totally different. Eventually you go so far into this stat that suddenly even corpses and inanimate objects start to have dialogue that may or may not mean something to you.

It's PEAK Disco Elysium and I love it so fucking much, I adore the idea of Buddy tapping into some supernatural type shit that may be borderline insane until you realize "wait what the fuck this is actually foreshadowing", it's not a blatant ripoff of Disco Elysium but a genuinely good inspiration taken from it, if that makes any sense.

The way you can write that stuff for Buddy and really get into her headspace with this kind of dialogue, and also make it so interesting to read that it makes you wanna push it further and further is DEFINITELY something I love about Lisa the Undone so far. All this content you can get in this fan game is entirely optional, even the three states Buddy has to balance, but God it's so well worth it seeing how the game reacts to your choices and the resulting dialogue that comes with it.

I may post more on this, cause I am hyperfixated to hell and back on this fan game, but god

I really wanna see it pop off like Lisa the Pointless, this is a gem worth playing.

That's all I got for now with this blog post, but I'll leave one more but of dialogue that I've enjoyed, the peak so far:

DISCO

NEVER

DIES

[butterflydm]

polycule concerns & thoughts for s2 & s3

spoilers for what we know about the s2 of the show but also book spoilers through roughly The Fires of Heaven

If you've been following me for a while, you might know that my One Fear (TM) re: the WoT show is that the polycule will be split up into two monogamous couples.

We've gotten some hints and indications that the plan is to go with the polycule but I will probably not fully relax about it until we have something concrete on-screen.

So this post is essentially me thinking through the elements that would be helpful to have in season two that would pave the way for us getting the polycule on-screen and accepted by viewers.

Starting with what we already have:

behind the scenes, Rafe said that he's more interested in polyamory than polygamy and that the situation isn't going to be "one guy dates three girls" but something more equitable while also saying that removing the polycule would be "gutting" the story. So all of that is a good sign that Rafe is more interested in improving the polycule than ditching it. *fingers crossed*

we've introduced the concept of polyamory into the series already with Alanna, Ihvon, & Maksim, and shown that it is accepted among Aes Sedai & Warders (especially Green Ajah)

Min's mention of seeing "three beautiful women" in Rand's future.

It also seems like, in story terms, Falme is going to somewhat take the place of Tear, in terms of being where people launch into the story of The Shadow Rising, as S3 is meant to fairly closely align with that book. But, in terms of creating the polycule, having that happen in this version of Falme has the advantage of all four prospective polycule members being present (in the books, Aviendha is not present at Falme & Min is not present in Tear), so there can be some tentative vibes/conversations.

Realistically, I feel like season two isn't going to be able to give us too much polycule content, simply because people are going to be fairly scattered for most of the season, but we can still get some valuable set-up for the future.

So these would be the emotional beats that I would hope we get in season two:

Elayne and Rand getting a meet-cute, as they got in the books (losing Randlayne's meet-cute is the one thing that I really do miss about losing Caemlyn from S1)

We learn that Aiel culture is polyamory-friendly.

Min recognizes Elayne and/or Aviendha before being introduced to them (implying that she has already seen them in a viewing).

This sets us up going into S3 with all three of the female characters already coming from a base of understanding that polyamorous relationships are a thing that can happen: Aviendha through her culture; Elayne through knowing people in the Green Ajah; Min through her viewings.

@markantonys suggested that Aviendha x Rand might be the first full-fledged romantic relationship inside the polycule, since we already know that S3 will be a closer working of The Shadow Rising and then we'll likely feed into The Fires of Heaven for S4 (potentially mixed with the Tear arc from The Dragon Reborn), which would be a great way to build out a sustainable and consensual polyamorous relationship that isn't dependent on Elayne writing confusing letters that make Rand believe that she's essentially broken up with him. Because Rand and Aviendha would be working from within the cultural basis of the Aiel, which allows for polyamorous relationships, there would be no need for the narrative to trick Rand in order to begin the next stage of the romantic relationships. And because Avirand is the most slow-burn out of the romances, it's also a good one to be the first romance Rand gets into after the ending of the more serious Rand & Egwene relationship that we had in the show.

Using that as an idea, the sort of shape we could potentially have would be some sparks of mutual attraction in early S3, before everyone splits up (I am really hoping that everyone doesn't split up at the end of S2!), then Rand x Aviendha would be the focus in S3/early S4. Elayne & Nynaeve go to Tear instead of Tanchico (per another great suggestion from markantonys) and then Rand & the Aiel also end up going to Tear at the end of S4 when the Shaido leave the Waste (breaking to the south instead of the north), and we end up with Rand x Aviendha x Elayne at the Stone of Tear at the end of S4.

That's kinda as far as my thoughts have gone at this point in time, lol. Min is the toughest for me to figure out because the way Jordan approaches her relationship with Rand in the books is... not my thing, so I kinda want to just see how the show handles her and hope that I'll like it better.

[lewmagoo]

I'm so sorry I missed the positivity night - I blame being on the opposite time zone. If it's not too late, I would love to shout out... 'One for the history books' - @pisupsala one of the first tgm series that I read and loved and go back to. I love how much attention to detail is put into the OC career and day to day job.

'Landslide' by @roosterbruiser This story moved me and I loved the way Millie touched on some really deep and challenging topics like grief, toxic relationships, and sacrifice. It really made me think hard about those things too . It is so well crafted, researched, and themed and I love the playlists that accompany the chapters and characters.

I pretty much love anything @roosterforme writes but 'A little present' and Chapter 7 of 'A love you don't find every day' absolutely take the cake for me - there is a simple line in each of these stories from Roo that lights me on fire every time I read them.

@withahappyrefrain "Full of surprises" and "Part 2" I adore (and am grateful to) Abby's commitment to the Bob fucks agenda and these are two stand out works. Also love the realistic aspects they include the in the smut scenes here and there.

@jupitercomet 'Sweeter than sugar' series and blurbs. I love how Bob's good qualities bleed out from the darker character he is in these stories.

@lewmagoo you! 'Swathed in the purple light' your story is incredible - the build up and release in this is amazing. I can feel it through the screen each time I read it and I love how understood & cared for Bobby is.

@arson-tm 'Bruised thighs/flowery sheets' similar to the story above I love the way Rhett is cared for and understood and how safe he feels to be vulnerable in this especially when he treated so poorly and ignored by so many.

@sebsxphia all of Seb's thots and one shots are incredible. Her creative mind blows me away, I definitely have to mention the Ptolemaea series which is such a creative and interesting and original intersection of characters and dark themes but I've also really been loving the latest one-shots of soft Rhett looking after a reader experiencing illness and addiction. They are both really powerful but comforting stories at the same time.

@delopsia Delgato creates and shares the most incredible gifs and themes collages and I am eternally grateful for all the Lewis Pullman character content she shares!

Thank you for hosting this. A really lovely thing to do!

i've read most of these, but there are a few i haven't! i'm adding them to my reading list now bc i know they will be fantastic

[isa-ghost]

getting sentimental over you in public but thank you for being like. my biggest supporter with joining the qsmp fandom :)) publicly blaming uou for my brainrot bcyou helped explain things to me so clearly which made the daunting feeling of Oh God A Year Of Content not as daunting.

and with the animatics dude you’re :((( you’re so encouraging with me when i have literally no clue what im doing AJDJDN thank you so much <3

(im also actually CHATTING im a CHATTER now bc i know YOURE a chatter i went in pegs all by myself the other night it was crazy)

MASONNNNNNN 💚💚💚

Dude only veteran isa-ghost followers will understand this but AMFMN has been some of the most fandom fun I've had since collaborating with our best friends to make the Bunker AU.

I've never written fanfic before, only OC writings, which you know abt ofc, and the fact that this is my FIRST ONE EVER and you made an animatic for it BEFORE CHAPTER 2 EVEN DROPPED?? Insane. I can't wrap my head around it. The fact that I was one chapter in and you and @bunchofdoodlesinspace already made fanart for the fic??? I shit you not, hugely responsible for me plotting out over 10 fucking chapters of this fic. I didn't expect to make this a long fic but here we are and I am OBSESSED with every part of it.

And ofc I'm gonna be the most vocal supporter of your art, I've watched you fucking BLOOM and then some over the what, 6 fucking years?? We've been friends. You're on a level I wanted to be at by now for as long as I can remember, so everything you make to me is breathtaking and I love how experimental you are with what you do because my dumb ass is SOOO annoyingly particular and precious about my art and it's a nightmare to put up with. I love seeing you pop off in ways I personally haven't (yet?), it genuinely inspires me to take a shot at it some day when I have the means.

I've never properly infodumped to someone before because my friends have always been people who like the same things as me and already Understand(tm) so the fact that I not only got to be Extremely Autistic about my silly bird man but also coherently explained so much lore AND have resources prepared to further help myself explain & catch up a newbie is. So rewarding.

And I'm so glad I introduced you not only to PEGS but to the Freaks too because they are the 2 most welcoming and hilarious communities I've ever been a part of, in mcyt or otherwise. I've never felt like it was difficult to sorta worm into them, right away I felt like part of the whole. Literally will never forget the first time a Freak recognized me and greeted me at the start of stream without me saying anything to them first. I'm so happy to introduce you to the same kindness I was shown by them and to have someone to cherish it with.

I fucking love you you dork I hope I successfully drag you into a million more interests bc I love watching what it does to your brain and how that manifests in your art.

[mushangaa]

About the gay bois

2024/01 (full view 1 - 2 - 3) 1 Panel; Leoichi? Leosagi? - Shipping is not really my cup of tea. If ya like it more power to you - I'm personally more interested in platonic connections. 2 Panel; Arrow labeled Terv, soft gay men, "But Then I Saw Her Face" 3 Panel; omfg I am a soft bitch - Revalation - even the smut is fucking soft bruh - *emotional healing* - "Now I'm A Believer" Character in Panel 2 belongs to @tervaneula (visit her page get your dose of soft)

Look, right out of the gate, I am not that interested in the shipping aspects of the fandom, like I do not dislike it or anything it just isn't one of my interests in regards to tmnt, like I will fav some stuff or reblog if I like the art but I am not actively searching up ship-art. That being said, the soft boys of Terv get me anytime everytime anywhere and I kinda realized it only today just how much after the recent image dropped with text and I'm just... I am the softest bitch ever TM I can't Terv just injects the soft straight into my veins and I am living for it oh my fucking god. So yeah let me depict my decline into Leoichi brainrot, it is all @tervaneula 's fault. I thought I was immune, but then I saw her face... No but seriously if any of ya'll are starved for butter soft art and writing go to Terv and indulge because Tervs art and writing is like... it is like coming home in a snowstorm it has been a long ass day and the cold has penetrated your layers of clothes and seeped deep into your bones and warmth is a distant memory but you come home and someone takes your soggy clothes and puts you in the fluffiest blanket and puts you before a lit fireplace and someone else puts soft wool socks on your freezing feet and gives you your favourite tea to warm your hands and your insides with every sip and in that moment you know all will be okay and you might have to go out into the snowstorm tomorrow too but you know the warmth that awaits you on your return and you are so full of love and warm and soft and content and all is well. My feelings okay. My feelings are mended. Terv deals emotional healing blows. Nobody talk to me I have so many emotions about Hamato Leonardo and his fluffy boyfriend Usagi Yuichi okay. FFFF I am so normal about the whole thing. So is my sona Mushanga, he is just such a normal guy about it, even their resting bitchface is not immune to this softness.

[astrobei]

Do u have any byler fic recs? I’ve read all ur work and it’s wonderful!

hii omg thank u :’)) i’m going to try my hardest not to only list every single of my friends’ fics on here or ones that have been recc’d a million times even though they are all deserving of a million reads!!

you are sick (and you’re married) by @wiseatom: OK i said i wouldn’t list every one of my friends’ fics on here but thea’s modern coffee shop au immediately came to mind. everything she’s written has been so incredible but she characterizes will and max especially so well in this! delivering to us the cringefail will content we need for reallll <3 i am so in love with her writing and something about her style just makes so much sense. i tell her this every single day but it will never be enough, because her will is so precious to me and i need thea to quit her job and only write loser4loser byler for the rest of her life. read this! or else! (coffee shop au, modern setting, cringefail will byers tm)

king of my heart by @bookinit02: i had to restrict myself in choosing just one of haven’s fics for this list because i love her and i would put every one of her fics on every list ever if i could, but this fic. THIS FIC. listen. i don’t cry easily when reading fics but this one. i was reading it in the living room and my roommate came down and she said, “suni, are you okay?” and i said “yeah, why?” and she said, “oh, i thought you just got dumped or something :(“ and i didn’t know how to tell her that the reason i was eating ice cream out of the tub on the couch at midnight while crying quietly in my comfort hoodie and fuzzy socks was because of this fic. that’s all i have to say <3 (soulmate au, angst, fics that tear my heart out of my chest)

in from the snow by @parkitaco: every one of parker’s fics is near and dear to my heart, and i’ve gushed at them about it in their comments and inbox and asks but this was my most recent completed read and it has literally everything i could’ve asked for ! ice skating date! established byler! jewish byers!!! her characterization is incredible and her established byler is my favorite i’ve ever read EVER in my entire life ohhh my god. she has so many wonderful fics and i literally cannot choose a favorite because they’re all 10000/10s so do urself a favor and binge her entire collection of works if, for some reason, you’ve been living under a rock and haven’t done so yet :^) (winter fic, hannukah, established byler, mike wheeler’s pathetic inability to ice skate)

want for anything (and everything): the writing in this fic is so beautiful. like. i am a sucker for fluff yes but also i’m a sucker for fics that just rip my heart right out of my body with how well written they are. i was looking through my bookmarks for this list and i haven’t read this in a while but my bookmark notes said, and i quote, “EVERYTHING ABOUT THIS IS SOOOOOOO!!!!!! IM AHSJDJDJDJSKSKKSKSKSKDKDJ” which sums it up perfectly in my opinion. post s3 mike and will figuring out their relationship and this author has such vice grip on me because i immediately binged the entire series too!! (six unrelated fics but each one of them are so. SO. GOOD!!) (this series has a whole bunch of premises so i’m just going to let u all figure that out for urself by making u read every single one of them. lol)

selfless; self destruct: i find myself coming back to this fic a lot because i have such a soft spot for will and mike finding each other again and repairing their relationship. the writing in this fic is so heartbreaking and the will pov in this was so spot on! they have a whole phone conversation about toast that just. it was so small and so simply and so raw and so THEM that i literally had to put my phone down. i’m sure i recommended this already but i can’t rec this fic enough !! (angst, post s4, reconnection)

hanging on the telephone by @elmaxed: lumi’s writing is just so. i don’t know how to explain it but the way they write is so soothing and easy and it conveys so much emotion with such simple dialogue and prose. everything lumi writes is s tier and this fic was no exception !! i Need more will and mike talking on the phone during the 6 months will was gone and it was really incredible reading this from mike pov. the characterization, the dialogue, mike’s struggle with his feelings for will vs what he should be feeling for will,, literally just the whole package. read it immediately if you haven’t !! (post s3, phone calls, mike wheeler’s ongoing homosexual crisis)

who you gonna call? (mike wheeler!) by @andiwriteordie: OK everyone and their mom has read andi’s fics because she’s famous and a legend and also one of my best friends (!) so it would be redundant for me to shake you by the shoulders and demand you read her fics but. this one is just so so special to me! like this one specifically. every one of her fics is incredible masterful beautiful but THIS ONE IS JUST SO!! i can’t explain why i come back to this fic so many times (other than the fact that it’s perfect). college byler where mike is an ra and will visits him, except they keep getting interrupted by the students on mike’s floor. ugh. perfect. holding it so close to my heart forever and ever <3 (college au, established byler, interruption trope x100)

bonus!! these fics aren’t byler but they are some of my all time favorites and i would shout their praise from the rooftops for all eternity if i could :^)

in the morning i’ll be better: jancy jancy jancy jancy jancy !!! stoprobbers on ao3 has some of the best, if not THE best jancy fics i’ve ever read! the characterization, the plot, the tenderness ☹️ jancy usually gets sidelined in byler fics so i eat up every single fic where they’re the main couple and this is everything i need from season 5. nancy’s talk with steve, reconnecting with jonathan, UGH. just. everything about this. (reconnection, jancy talking their issues through, nancy whooping steve’s ass for the six little nuggets monologue)

a life in your shape: if any of you are stoncy readers, this fic is the gift that keeps on giving. nancy and steve get engaged, and jonathan, their best friend, is,,, he’s dealing! i don’t read a lot of stoncy just because i feel like fics that are my style are few and far between, but for writing like this, i’d read any pairing the author wrote for. i have a sweet spot for this relationship and the way that the chemistry between all three of them is so palpable and balanced is so rare and beautiful to read! 36k of some of the best writing i’ve ever read i swear even if you’re not a big stoncy fan this fic might just convert u :^) (2/3 of an established relationship, 3 way pining, weddings)

november and july by @lookslikefireflies: this is such a wonderful max and will fic and probably the best max character study i’ve ever read. GOD the writing had me clutching at my heart in beautiful, glorious pain. just so many lines in this fic that i think about so much. takes place between s2 and s4 and just. i literally have no words. the way this author writes max is so so special to me, i want to put this prose in a mug and sip it on a cold day. the relationships between will and max and also max and mike and even though byler isn’t a focus of this fic, you can really see will’s struggle with his relationship with mike post s3 even though it’s not through his pov. i just come back to this fic a lot when i’m sad it’s so warm and gorgeous and just. ☹️☹️☹️ (max character study, angst, fics that make me curl up into a ball and weep)

i’m honestly not the best at fic recs because i keep forgetting to bookmark ones i like before i close the tab but i hope you enjoy these :^)

[scarletteye]

Monthly overview/writing updates and a poll for exclusive content

woohoooo!! almost three months on tumblr now and i am happy to see that so many of my readers found my account <333

As always, I am bringing you updates about my ko-fi commissions and my ao3 status~

1) Ao3 stuff

a. Childe Fic

We are now 1/3 into my newest (yandere) childe x reader fic yipeee!!! The support on it has been incredible so far and I couldn't be more grateful for everybody kind comments. Seeing you guys get all hyped about childe acting crazy is just mwah chef's kiss

Originally I planned to have 3 books as a part of my Loving Promise series, buuuuut i do believe it will be more in the lines of 4 books. What can I sayyy the plot is ploting, and I'm not going to be happy with the pace unless I add some extra fluffing and padding to the story

b. Scara fic

I KNOW. I miss Scara a lot guys. I've been so focused on writing my childe fic that I neglected my original true love

I bring good news tho! I have started writing/nearly finished the final chapter of Dendrobiums and Mourning flowers (the Scara and Cyno focused fic). After I upload that one, I shall begin posting the winner of our last poll which wassssss

drum roll plssssss

College scara! Yippe!

I'm planning on a few chapters, nothing too complicated, just Scara being a college boyfriend, acting jealous and dumb in love. tee-hee hope you're happy with our poll winner!

As always you can find all of my fics on my Ao3 account. That would be ScarlettEye on Ao3, click zeh link for more <3

2) Ko-fi round-up

Once again you guys have been amazing and ordered a couple of commissions from me!

I've had 3 wonderful commission in the past month and a half. Content was based on Genshin Impact, Cyberpunk 2077 and Jujutsu Kaisen.

I have officially reached 155% of my goal, so I will be setting a new one <3

I am currently jobless tm because the job market is dog-awful, so it truly means a lot to me that you trust me and love my work enough to commission me! I hope I get to write more amazing stories for you guys. Thank you sm once again! <3333

As always, you can find my ko-fi here: click me!

3) Tumblr stuff

And we reach the final stretch of this update! My little tumblr blog, which I am still figuring out how to use properly.

We reached 70+ followers! Yayyy. One might say its a slow growth, but i really am giddy to see new people come here to enjoy my writing. I promise I'll try to post more often! Maybe i go crazy and post something that isn't on ao3

A tumblr exclusive! I do have some Kazuha x reader stuff so lemme know if you would be interesting in reading one-shots like that on here

Thank you for your time and let me know your opinions on exclusive writting here on tumblr!

The poll:

Would you like to see exclusive writing here on Tumblr (one-shots, short fics and drabbles) that I wouldn't be posting on ao3?

Thank u sm for supporting me and following me <3 Lots of love from yours truly, ScarlettEye (why am I signing off like its an email)

[msmargaretmurry]

different anon (big 🙄 at the last one, c'mon, you could've spent the time it took to write that putting something nice and community-building in somebody else's inbox) would like to say that I very much enjoy the things you post on here and you're right, it's hard to have a community with the platforms as they are! tumblr is organized poorly/makes finding things you're interested in difficult (this was something I also struggled with on lj, actually, finding like-minded people), twitter is too big/not insulated enough from non-fannish communities (which is particularly challenging for rpf but also just in the sense of wanting fandom to be an escape), ao3 is a place where you can often find what you want but outside of comments sections it is not designed with engagement with other community members in mind (also you said perfectly what I've really struggled to articulate about the ao3 bookmarks discourse), and while I do think discord works as a community-builder, it's only if you've got a very small fandom and are able to effectively centralize/get the word out to those interested. as someone who is quite shy, but also enjoys engaging with other members of the community, there are some nice things about a platform like tumblr (like anon asks), but it also definitely enables people like me to leave my thoughts and disappear into the ether, which def does not facilitate community-building. Anyway. It's a very interesting topic and you're also right and you should say it 1) the toxicity of certain fandom hierarchies in days of old (seriously the stuff that went on is wild) and 2) re: the whole consumer-content mindset some people in fandom exhibit. Don't do that. This is a community where art happens to be made/generously shared for free by its members. The only thing you spent was your time and if you felt it was wasted, too bad, whine about it in DMs to someone who isn't the creator like a grown-up.

hi anon! first of all, thank you, i'm glad you like my posts and that's very kind of you to say ❤ other anon is entitled to their feelings and i am certainly not a person free of social flaws but i do think my words about lj comments were misconstrued.

second of all, i'm not going to add much to what you said because i think you've done a good job touching on/summarizing the Issues(tm). lj was definitely not a perfect platform either (tumblr is MUCH better for sharing/circulating content for example) and i'm sure there are plenty of people with very valid platform feelings/preferences that are different from mine. AND i am also pretty shy so i feel your pain on all that stuff! i think a lot of us are trying our best with limited resources and imperfect tools and that can make things hard sometimes but overall i am still so glad to be here!

[hero-israel]

Hi there, greetings from Israel.

Wanted to thank you for your writing, analysis, and explanations.

There is a gap of experience between the onlooker as imposed to the insider. Not a content gap or anything like that. There is just the eminent perspective of what's on the ground.

The current situation right here, right now, makes many of us feel afloat, waiting for that doomsday clock. Be it the dissolution of the Knesset or a limping version of a civil war ( Bibi, you and WHAT army?)

...Or a case of total outright all fronts situation. (We have little to zero illusions about the last operation)

The tension here is about the future of the bearing beams of this society. As a nation, as people. As a continuity at all. The internal fight is against theocracy.

The protests continue. The acts of reminding the current elected ShitShow(tm) that we are here to stay and live and work and prosper. The public had it. We were milked dry by all who could grab and squeeze.

We want a constitution, but we also know exactly why it wasn't written as of yet.

We want definition, but also aren't cruel enough to achieve it. And we wouldn't want to be this, because then we won't be us at all.

It's a catch 22.

Anyway, thanq for writing your blog. I'll be following you around.

P.S.: Have you read about the Aviv Geffen show in Tel Aviv amidst the rocket barrages? The biggest, fattest middle finger Israel ever gave to the Islamic Jihad came in the form of a 90s Rockstar, who is known for his depressing lyrics. Iconic representation of the Israeli spirit. That's us. That's definitely us.

https://www.jpost.com/israel-news/culture/article-742825

(Seriously though, I wholeheartedly recommend reading this short article. This is such a well put picture of our current reality. It's like looking in a mirror).

Thanq for your rime, friend !

Thank you so much for reading and for the very revealing frontline commentary. As I am not Israeli, I do the best I can from a cross-section of local press and bloggers, and it means a lot to hear from a local that it is worthwhile.

The story about the Aviv Geffen concert speaks to what I have always said is Israel's greatest strength: its sheer determination to survive, the Israeli people's own faith in their cause.

As for what comes next, I take some hope from this analysis saying if Bibi can pass his budget on May 29th, then Ben-Gvir and the other lunatics will lose all leverage over him and he can afford to neglect all their demands, reverting to his usual pattern of rug-pulling and screwing over his coalition partners. Even if it's a bad budget that gives away too much to Haredim, anything done procedurally can be undone procedurally. The important thing is to stop a quantum leap of abnormality and extremism, and that may yet be stopped. My deep gratitude to all Israelis and their allies who put in the work in stopping it.

[bonesandthebees]

Okay so I don’t have much time, cus that chapter took me like 1, 5 h to read (a combination of my dyslexia being a bitch, me watching Phil’s qsmp kitchen building stream in the background, and me constantly having to take a moment (TM) to process, scream and or squeal because you writing is giving me many emotions tonight. Anyway, have some delayed ‘live’ reactions.

So the chapter summary in combination with the chapter starting before they are back at the temple instantly shot my anxiety through the roof. My adrenaline was pumping (for most of the chapter actually).

Also, it’s good that you reminded us Wilbur hit his head cuz I had legitimately forgotten that bit. And the fact that he hit his head is important because my mans is bleeding. BEE, this is head wound number TWO! BEE, aren’t you put him through enough? Doesn’t he have enough trauma? Does he need the physical injuries too?

Anyway, I’m sure Wilbur walking in Injured was good for Phil’s heart rate. Not as bad as finding out both of them are missing though. But the realisation that Wilbur is bleeding reframes that entire scene because Phil was looking at Wilbur for an entirely different reason than he thought it was. I have yet to reread it, but I look forward to doing that tomorrow.

I gotta love Tommy getting grounded. Welcome to the average teenage experience. [Without thinking, the Pythia huffed out a, “Or what, you’ll ground me too?”

Phil gave him a flat stare. “Yes.”] let me tell you, I cackled. I have to pause for a solid minute to laugh. Congratulations, Wilbur, making up for teenage experience you’ve never had.

And the rest of this chapter is basically just sand duo. There is so much sand duo. I am living my best life. I am being fed. I have so much to analyse. But the summary the chapter summary should have been Wilbur speed-running getting adopted by Phil or Phil speed-running adopting Wilbur. Listen it’s some good father-son bonding with the regular dose of trauma dumping form Wilbur. And an equally expected dose of Phil hearing how shit Wilbur has been treated and adopting him on the stop. And I’m starting to think Kristin has been trying to pspspsps him so she can adopt him since the moment he stepped into the temple (and let me tell you I SCREAMED at that chapter end).

(also, rip Tommy, also, also, Techno burned the Aardvark, I’m sure he’s having a fun time with Tommy bored out of his mind, also, also, also, Wilbur still complimenting Niki’s bread even if he probably hasn’t talked to her in a week).

Anyway, I gotta go now! I’ll be back to scream more later! Thanks for the content! Thanks for the sand duo! I’m going to pray my room has cooled down cuz I will not be able to fall asleep when it’s 30 degree Celsius.

-🌲

I have no idea how you were watching phil's stream while reading the chapter I cannot watch streams while reading fics (tbh I can't do much of anything when reading I have to put my full focus in it to process the words) so kudos to you for that even if it took a bit longer to read

oh yeah I knew everyone was going to brush over wilbur hitting his head at the end of the last chapter. it was such a 'blink and you'll miss it' moment bc I didn't even include it 'onscreen' and just described it happening from afar. it was meant to be very subtle so that when it gets pulled into focus in the next chapter the readers are just as surprised as wilbur is about it

also it was a MINOR wound i swear he did not get head trauma from this one he just cut his eyebrow he's okay 😭

phil was lucky he didn't have a damn heart attack that night. the man went through so much stress and then his son and the pythia they kidnapped stroll back in all casually, and the pythia is BLEEDING and neither one of them even seems to notice

wilbur's gotta get the average teen experience at one point in his life right?? I was very proud of that line lol it was so funny to me

this chapter was especially fun for me to write bc of all the sand duo. god as much as I love crimeboys I had so much fun writing sand in stars, that I was SO happy getting to dive back into their dynamic in this chapter. sandduo just hits different fr. they did so much bonding.

techno felt a headache coming on the second he heard tommy call his rag 'clementine' he is suffering so much to make sure that kid does his damn chores

glad you saw the subtle nod to complimenting niki's baking even if they're still in a very uncertain place with each other :)

can't wait to hear the rest of your thoughts!! also oh god 30 degrees that's really not fun. I hope you get a cool breeze through your windows tonight o7