#ill edit later ❤️

[waloeders]

i am inspired by pain. anyway headache fic. not proof read or counted at all.

warnings are: headache. um, going non verbal? thats might not be the word pls correct me 🙏

ship: toji/"eamonn" (ryder)

toji hated early mornings. it was his first thought when he began to stir, stretching a still-asleep ankle with a silent groan.

outside, the birds had already began their day, noisily chirping away, and he paused his movements, blinking away the sleep lingering and tilting his head to listen. there was at least two sparrows out there, maybe more - were they building a nest nearby? - and distant cooing gave away the pigeons that lived here all year round.

the thought had him reaching out to an empty space beside him on the bed, hand clutching the sheets as a frown burned into him. a thin line of sunless daylight streamed into their shared bedroom, offering a guiding hand to him as his eyes darted over it.

toji hated early mornings and he despised waking up alone - these days, at least.

a small creak of floorboards in the hallway - he had been meaning to look at that, to fix it - had him sit up, tensing silently. it soon fell away as the door slid open, then shut, and the familiar shape of his partner plodded in, rubbing an eye with the back of their hand.

they blinked at him for a moment, then offered a small thumbs up.

"up early?" he spoke, voice thick with sleep.

ryder hummed, shrugging, and he noted the scrunch in their forehead, the thin line of sweat and a slight shiver holding them. he knew the dark blue sweatshirt they had stolen from him and was currently wearing as pyjamas ("it's just so soft, can i try it on?" was a threat, in truth) was more than warm enough - that sleeping beside him, they must be warm enough for it to not be regular cold that had woken them up.

barely missing a beat, toji tilted his head, "nightmare?"

they shook their head, a few strands of red hair sticking to them awkwardly, and crossed the room wordlessly, perching on the bed.

as soon as they were in range, he reached out, holding their face with one hand, thumb gently tracing over their cheek.

"headache?" he mumbled, already knowing the answer. ryder closed their eyes, leaning into his touch with a small nod and another as he asked about taking some medicine for it.

the older man hummed back, his other hand snaking out to tug on their waist and pulled them down on top of him with a small squeak. they squirmed in his hold for a moment, wiggling to a comfortable position against him and, when both his arms were lightly wrapped around their waist, they poked his stomach with a mumble.

he suppressed the urge to laugh, knowing their complaints were all a facade as they blinked up at him. the small corners of their mouth pulled back, hiding a smirk - of course they were teasing.

it fell away after a moment though, returning to a frown and toji paused too, rubbing a thumb in circles on their waist as he waited for their thoughts to play out.

from past experience, he knew it was unlikely they'd say anything now - on more than one occasion, for some reason or another, they would fall silent, the words in either tongue slipping away. ryder would still listen, understand, but getting anything more than the smallest verbal responses was harder than exorcising a special grade - and only ever made it worse.

they fidgeted and he hummed a little, eyes following their movements, as their right hand moved to rub a small circle, fist clenched, over their heart. they stared into his chest, unable to look up.

i'm sorry.

toji sighed, shaking his head, "for wakin' me? nothing t'be sorry for," his head gestured to the window with a chuckle, "'was those damn birds."

they hummed back once more, quieter and with a pained edge to it. he reached up, running a thumb over the scrunch in their forehead, and earned another appreciative hum, eyes closing at the sensation.

his hand dropped and trailed down to trace a love heart over their own. a soft snort let him know that they were still as ticklish as ever, and he grinned at the thought, kissing their forehead and pulling them closer to him.

love you.

a few moments passed wordlessly, accompanied only by the cooing pigeons, and toji almost thought they'd fallen back to sleep against him, when he felt their hand poking him. a familiar shape carved onto his chest and he thought it might burst open.

love you too.

maybe an early morning wasn't so bad - these days, at least.

[77ngiez-archive]

i wonder what pafl tumblr would be like

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🍑 upto30meters

i think beautiful bpd boys should be allowed to do nefarious things sometimes. dont ask me abt my weekend plans

#sanyechkaa if ur reading this tell ur brother to go fuck himself #txt #hall of fame

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👁 eagleeyed1

this prison food is passé

#why am i in prison? don't worry about it

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📙 false-epitaphs

i am so sick of my friend vagueposting about his illegal plans

#and as if thats not enough the post BLEW UP TOO #if he gets arrested i blame this website #thats a joke hes stupid so itll be all his fault #dont rb btw #epitaphs: textpost

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👿 anger-management-official

#poll #small musician #music #polls #HAHA I FOUND THIS IN DRAFTS I THINK ARTHUR MEANT TO POST IT YESTERDAY #I EDITED SOME OF THE OPTIONS FOR HIM LMAOO

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🍜 kt003-415-deactivated-20150831

ill be deactivaing this acount soon, i dont get a phone were im going '). love u guys!! dont come lookig for me!!

🍑 upto30meters

KATYA IM COMING

#I DIDNT KNOW SHE HAD A TUMBLR???? SANYA WAS THIS UR DOING????? #WHAT WAS SHE DOING ON TUMBLR SHE COULDNT EVEN SPELL

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🐱 itzanya14

FORCING MY BOYFRIEND TO READ WARRIOR CATS WISH US LUCK

#talking tag #boyfriend tag #weve been really stressed out lately (family drama basically) so were gonna unwind with some wc uwu

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🚗 ilovemyjesusandfightingandmygf

@yanikastudy HOW DO I POST

📚 yanikastudy

you just did dear))

#not academia #❤️: vanya

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🌀 spasticlightsky

My girlfriend (<3) is making me read a very confusing book. I don't believe cats are this intelligent.

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🏞 srgkzrn

I fucking hate kids

#Never should have let this idiot get near my sister #Vent

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🔥 ifthiswasthemanagement

im gonna kill my brother

#DOES HE KNOW WHAT PROFESSIONALISM IS #whatever whatever its just a dumbass poll #but its pissing me off #why would he remove the see results button????? #NOT TO MENTION I WAS KEEPING IT IN DRAFTS FOR A REASON #goddd #delete later

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⚗️ zonefucker69

I'm ashamed at the board's lack of scientific taste(((

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🕶 cassettephones-deactivated-20110418

me and my brother are going to haunt the narrative so hard someday, rb if u agree

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[dearstvckyx]

𝐰𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠

𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐞𝐬

𝐥𝐮𝐧𝐚 𝐡𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐱 𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐨 𝐡𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐞𝐫

𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 ➜ 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞

Location: Switzerland

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thelunahughes 2 years ago i said yes to a date, 3 months later i said yes to being your girlfriend, 1 year ago i said yes to your proposal, 5 months i said yes to the dress now today i say yes to spending a life time with you 🤍

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dixiedamelio: the prettiest bride!!

⟶ thelunahughes: the prettiest bridesmaid

_alexturcotte: i just.. shes getting…. its to.. ahhhhhh

⟶ thelunahughes: its okay alex 🫂

trevorzegras: STOP GROWING UP DAMN

⟶ thelunahughes: Z 😭

colecaufield: im not crying you are crying

⟶ jamie.drysdale: we all were cole

njdevils: the most beautiful bride

⟶ thelunahughes: love you devils

ninahischier: meine neue Schwägerin

⟶ thelunahughes: 🥰🥰🩷🩷

Translate:

meine neue Schwägerin - my new sister-in-law

⨯ . ⁺ ✦ ⊹ ꙳ ⁺ ‧ ⨯. ⁺ ✦ ⊹ . * ꙳ ✦ ⊹

Location: Switzerland

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thelunahughes meine Familie

tagged jackhughes _quinnhughes lhughes_06

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mackie.samo: JIM CRYING WHAT!!?

⟶ thelunahughes: im his favorite ofc ☺️

⟶ jackhughes: uh thats me thank you

cancuks: hughes bowl wedding edition

⟶ thelunahughes: CANUCKS 😭💙

trevorzegras: NVM JIM BUT QUINN CRYING?!

⟶ _quinnhughes: what??

⟶ thelunahughes: i was shocked, i never seen quinn cry

lhughes_06: my twin 🤍

⟶ thelunahughes: my twin 🖤

jamie.drysdale: jack ofc has to flex his watch 🙄

⟶ thelunahughes: so annoying

jackhughes: you're all grown up now

⟶ thelunahughes: ill still be your little sister forever 💕

Translate:

meine Familie - my family

⨯ . ⁺ ✦ ⊹ ꙳ ⁺ ‧ ⨯. ⁺ ✦ ⊹ . * ꙳ ✦ ⊹

Location: Switzerland

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thelunahughes 12/23/24 🤍 i love you nico

tagged nicohischier ninahischier dixiedamelio farahlipetz bellavedda sarakoebel nicolelaud

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farahlipetz: real life princess 💜

⟶ thelunahughes: 🤍. staaaaph

sarakoebel: ugh im gonna steal you

⟶ thelunahughes: SARA! (later)

njdevils: THE MOST BEAUTIFUL GIRL IN WHOLE WORLD LUNA HISCHIER

⟶ thelunahughes: ADMIN I LOVE YOU ❤️

lunahughesxo: THE DRESSS

⟶ nhlfangirl: FORGET THE DRESS: LUNA HAVING NICOS SISTER, ZEGRAS GF AND OTHER DEVILS OR UMICH PLAYERS GIRLS AS HER BRIDESMAIDS IS SO CUTE 😭

landonorris: so no invite?

⟶ thelunahughes: you were, and i quote, “busyyyy”

williamnylander: god you’ve grown way to much

⟶ thelunahughes: willy 🥹🩵

colecaufield: loved that you got married TWO DAYS BEFORE CHRISTMAS 🙄

⟶ thelunahughes: 😘 deal with it

Click Here For Story posft from Lunas Brother and Friends (+ Nina)

[absolutelyzoned]

mutuals who play ultrakill (and EVERYONE actually.) ! PLEASE reblog with your main weapons!!.. im curious how other people play + i want to try out different tactics

if anyone's curious... mine is under the cut

(numbers r in order :3) EDIT. THE FUCKUNG NUMBERS WENT IN ORDEER .. I HAD EM ALL LIKE 123 123 YOU GET IT . AAHHG. edit again. this is good enough i think.

marksman revolver

slab piercer

sharpshooter

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pump shotgun

core eject

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attractor nailgun

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screwdriver railcannon

malicious railcannon

i dont use the rocket launcher. i know the freezeframe is ideal in cybergrind but its fucking annoying ... i almost never use the knuckleblaster either but i ❤️ the whiplash :33

for the most part i have the pump shotgun equipped and switch between revolvers often. i only use the nailgun for crowds of enemies and also hideous masses for some reason ? and i kind of forgor to get the other alt variants. ill figure out how they work later. i know im not playing as well as i could but i llove the loadout i have now . I JUST WANT TO GET BETTER DOING OTHER THINGS AND I WANT TO STEAL YOUR PLAY STYLES :333

[sluttywonwoo]

shit, the boys need me for the album. ill text you later, jagiya ❤️

WHO IS THIS???

edit: nvm

[becauseanders]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Spread the self-love ❤️

ahhh hi thank you! (finally answering this!) 🖤

It Took the Night to Believe: chapterfic, complete, 100k. dragon age ii, anders/male hawke. pacific rim au. i am honestly really fucking proud of this fic, like i thought it was great even though it didn't do super well kudos-wise and i did notice that i definitely did lose readers as it went on. i truly have no idea why, this fic is fucking great. it's got angst, it's got comfort, it's got near death experiences, it's got fluff, it's got kaiju—what's not to love??

No Wound as Sharp as the Will of God: chapterfic, complete, 99k. dragon age ii, anders/female hawke. canonverse, post-da2. it took me seven years to post a second chapter of this and a total of eight years to finish it, and the whole time i was writing it after i picked it up again i was so unsure of it, but turns out i really like it. very heavy content, please do mind the tags. takes place while hawke is with the inquisition. anders positive, justice positive. a very intense, very deep, very affectionate friendship between anders and fenris is an extremely important part of the story. like, seriously, the platonic fenders is just as important as the romantic handers. a lot of angst, like so much angst, but the hurt/comfort is real. the b-plot pertains to my theory that justice cures anders of the taint. cole is there. the emotions are high and you can feel them strongly in the writing. again, be careful, but this is a good fic.

A Thing With Feathers Now, Elevate: one shot, 11k. dragon age: origins, alistair/female amell. canonverse, takes place over the course of da:o. this fic is a fucking masterpiece. another that didn't do well numbers-wise but this is easily one of the absolute best things i've ever written and is quite possibly one of the best fics on ao3. i am so fucking proud of this one. the prose, the metaphors, the handling of trauma, the found family—this one deserved way more love than it got. like, i'm serious, this fic is amazing.

It Means Tumult: chapterfic, wip, 349k (yes, you read that right). dragon age ii, anders/female hawke. modern au. okay, obviously i've got to mention this one. i have been working on this fic for eight years and i am very sorry to everyone who saw this go from updating multiple times a week and asking me how the fuck i write so fast to three years without a single update and then i think only one more in the past two years. i'm working on the penultimate chapter, i swear i am, i'm just super stuck right now. this fic is…this fic. i'm not going to lie, i don't really know if this is any longer some of my better writing, but the premise is fucking solid and i have been told more than once that it's clear this is a labor of love and that this is endearing. au where the obvious metaphors are made reality: the circles are psychiatric institutions and being mentally ill is a crime. a lot of angst, but a lot of love. pay no mind to how much better of a character and person aveline is when i write her. i also do admittedly use this fic to deal with my own demons frequently. an andrea gibson poem helped me write one chapter and i later got to tell them about it and they hugged me. this is also very heavily centered on music and has a lengthy soundtrack. please ignore the fact that when i first started writing this i used british english when i typed because i thought it looked better, as i had started doing as a teenager, which tbh i still kind of do but i also realized that's just fucking pretentious to do when you're american, and it was already so long by the time i stopped doing it that there was no way in hell i was going back to editing all of that (as i actually did do with nwasatwog). so that's just the way it is. but yeah, there's a lot of feelings happening here. also the only fic on this list that has an original title instead of song lyrics despite being the one with the most music involved, lol.

Through the Fall and the Feel: chapterfic, wip, 52k. dragon age ii, anders/male hawke. modern au. this is the one i'm working on most right because that's just where the brainworms are. hawke is a teddy bear doctor and anders goes to see him because instead of a pillow from his mother he has a stuffed cat, and she has seen much better days. this fic has a very wholesome premise but has gone into some pretty heavy angst already and i did not mean for eating disorders to be as important to the story as they have become, so be mindful of that. but this fic has a lot of heart and it's absolutely tanking, so if this piques your interest maybe go give it a look? this is also my second foray into m!handers and i am again having fun writing them. but yeah, i actually like this fic a lot and i do recommend it.

[basofy]

pinned post just because i dont have one and others do

hi im miguel and im a guy

especifically a bi trans guy from venezuela, i live there, i speak spanish and english

i am 22 years old

i have a total of 11 CATS !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

i like drawing messy stuff and experiment a lot and somuch of the stuff i draw comes from the heart even the embarrassing stuff. i like drawing silly stuff and a lot of vent art and stupid stuff and gay sex but you dont get to see that

my art tag is #my stuff

sometimes i like to make crafts too like plushies and clay figures but im no proffesional with it, the tag i tend to use is #my plushies . i also have some plushies that ive bought or been gifted and i take them everywhere and post about them ocasionally :)

i ocasionally sell commissions so i guess i'll edit this when i do but rn i'm busy and tired

be nice to me because i overthink a lot i might be mentally ill probably, trying to go to therapy soon but getting appointments is hard ¯\(ツ)/¯

i ALWAYSSSSSSSS read tags !!!!!!!1!!!!!!!!! as long as tumblr notifies me so keep this in mind please

i tend to like media thats colorful and cartoony and stupid and with fucked up people and with messages of love cuz im cheesy

stuff im currently interested on most is the lisa the painful games, kaiba 2008, chainsaw man, oneshot, yume nikki and its fangames, the mother series, undertale/deltarune, but i like other stuff too and sometimes i might reblog or draw for it, you can always ask me if ive drawn art of something

sometimeeeeeeeeeeeees i do requests but if you send one i might draw it 5 months later

i ocasionally have bad tastes in characters and media i do that, also i enjoy overanalyzing

please do keep in mind that there is fanart of both children's stories and adult's stories in this account. would like if you didn't follow if you're under 16.

another disclaimer: i tend to make art of harsh topics sometimes, all of it coming from own personal feelings, and i take it very seriously. also if you see me make fanart of characters who are family/are an adult and a kid/a victim and their abuser, these are not meant to be seen as ship material and i wish nobody sees my art like that.

i don't post alllllllllllll of my art here because managing accounts is tiring but i have a twitter and an insta

i have a silly strawpage you can send me stuff there or look at the million characters and gifs i put in it, this thing is sensory to me

someone asked me the brushes i use so here they are if you want them

also i have a kofi in case you ever feel like donating to me :) i'm always in need of money lol

[little-paperboat]

Through Shadows To The Edge Of Night (3)

Here we goooo! Final chapter of "Through Shadows" is out, one day earlier than planned! 🧡 I'm super excited, it was so much fun to write! It's over 6,600 words too!! Twice as long as my usual chapters, which I didn't expect initially, but during the editing process I chose to merge the ending dialogue with another one that I had written for a later chapter, as I found it made more sense.

I'm glad that Tav and Rolan are finally having more interaction... and a little misunderstanding I was craving to write since the beginning, including that *one* scene that I imagined all those months ago and made me want to write this fic 😏

I hope you'll like it! The next part of the series will finally bring us to Baldur's Gate and to Sorcerous Sundries, and well, who knows what will happen then 👀 I'm planning to release it on next Saturday. You can follow the tag "series:forbidden fire" here on tumblr to not miss it when it comes out 🌸

And of course, I'm so grateful for all the comments, kudos and support! The Holy Rolan Empire is truly a gem, you guys are wonderful and it's super heartwarming to be part of such a kind community with so many talented artists and writers 🥹 ❤️

Read on AO3 (3/3)

Read Part 1: Wild Winds Are Death To The Candle (2/2)

She took a step towards him.

“Rolan?”

This broke him out of his stupor, his eyebrows perking up, frowning, and finally coming closer. Had he always been this tall?  

“Tav,” he replied sternly. 

Her name rolled off his tongue with ease, and something surged within her; wishing that he’d say it more often, whisper it against her skin, his lips caressing the shell of her ears— Wait, what? No! She had done so much for him, against her better judgement even, and he had been nothing but rude and a pain in the ass. No: she wouldn’t be so easily swayed. The ball was in his court, and her expectations were high. She wouldn’t be distracted by nonsense. 

She crossed her arms, unimpressed, trying to appear as nonchalant as possible.

“You brought them back,” he said finally, his eyes finding hers, a hint of hesitation colouring his deep voice. Once again, she found herself hypnotised by the golden flames dancing against the moonless sky of his eyes. “I thought my entire family was dead, and you… you brought us back together.” His voice was soft, almost emotional. She didn’t even know he could speak like this.

“Don’t mention it,” she croaked out. What was wrong with her? Gods, she needed to get a grip, now.  

“You have no cause to be humble. You did the impossible and you went out of your way to help us when most people would’ve left us to die - or worse.” 

Maybe she liked it better when he yelled at her, after all. At least it didn’t make her heart beat so fast. 

There was a pause, but before she could speak, he continued.

“I’ve lashed out at you, drunkenly and otherwise, and you helped anyway.” She fought back a smile, biting the inside of her cheeks to physically stop her lips from stretching. “You didn’t deserve that. I’m sorry. And, thank you.”

Was this real? Was this really happening? She tilted her head up at him and wished that she didn’t imagine his own gaze flickering to her lips. 

“Why are you being nice?” she asked in a hushed voice. 

“Because you were. I still don’t quite understand why you decided to help us - to help me, but you did.” He seemed to remember something, and handed her a small purse. “It’s only right that you get something in return.” 

A bag of gold sat in the palm of his hand, heavy and full. She paled, suddenly ill at ease. Was he giving her his savings? 

“Rolan, no. I can’t accept it.” It was absurd. Actually, it was offensive.  

His eyes darkened. 

“No? Is that not good enough for you?”

“On the contrary, it’s way too much. Really, I… I don’t need gold. I don’t, I swear.” 

She didn’t know how to explain to him that the sum he was handing her was probably less than her weekly allowance as a teen. 

Not that she was the kind of selfless person who refused to be paid for her services. Quite the opposite, actually: half her life so far had been dedicated to finding ways of getting and spending money, without any concern in the world for those who didn’t have any.  

But, well. Being catapulted in the middle of a refugee camp without any gold piece to spare had somewhat altered her perspective, and now she did feel bad about taking money from people in need when she knew her own coffers were still overflowing at home.

“I don’t need a reward,” she continued. “You keep it, for you, and Lia and Cal, for when—” 

“Take it, Tav.” He cut her, annoyance sharp in his voice. Clearly, he would obviously feel beyond insulted if she refused it, but at the same time, she really didn’t need it. Although, it could benefit the group, if only temporarily…

She chewed on her bottom lip, indecisive, before reluctantly taking the coin purse from him, swearing to herself that she’d find a way to give it back somehow. Her obedience seemed to please him, and he gave her a satisfied smirk that ignited a fire in her belly, a violent desire coursing through her veins. 

She wanted to know how his lips would feel against hers, how his body would react to her touch; to see pleasure etched over his handsome features and to hear him say all those nice things again, and then some. To see him happy, pleased; to make him lose his composure and show him how good it would feel to not be a stuck-up prick.  

She wanted to kiss him - she really did. 

And she wanted it now, even if he hated her. 

She had dealt with worse than that. 

“I didn’t tell Cal and Lia about what happened,” she said instead, inching just a bit closer, batting her eyelashes just so - giving him that one sultry look that always got her tangled in bedsheets under an hour. 

“I know,” he said with a strained smile. 

“You’re welcome,” she teased.   

He let out a breathy laugh.

“I thanked you once already. Don’t be greedy.” 

A glint of mischief burned in his eyes and she felt herself smirk, the flames of desire burning brighter. Oh, she was greedy alright - all she needed was a sign that he wasn’t just being polite, something, anything to let her know that he was also curious about her, and she would show him exactly just how greedy she could be.

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[nightcolorz]

Hiii. I love your acc and the analyses you've made of TVC characters; reading your posts has expanded and helped me articulate the ideas I already had. Anne Rice as an author was very revealing, I mean, by reading her books and analyzing the characters and their dynamics, you get a lot of information about her as a person. That's very interesting. I think all authors put a bit of themselves into their works, but with Anne Rice it feels more personal, maybe because there are quite a few books following the same characters. What do you think?

omg thank you so much 🥹❤️ the makes me so happy. I agree wholeheartedly with ur take on Anne rice. The books are suuuper personal, sometimes to the point where I almost feel like I shouldn’t have access to them 😭 like I’m reading someone’s weird diary. I think this was because her writing functioned as her only outlet. like iwtv was so visceral and sad bcus it was such a raw unfiltered expression of her grief, and the rest of the books all follow the same format (to varying degrees of quality lol).

When it comes to the characters, she was open about how every character is in some way representative of a part of her (especially Lestat and Louis). U can analyze for days how Louis and lestats evolutions r akin to witnessing evolutions of Anne rices mental health, Louis her former self insert created during probably the darkest time in her life later becoming a representation of what she considers the worst parts of herself that she is ashamed of and being basically cut from the series, and Lestat going from an embodiment of her fraught relationship with her husband in iwtv to in tvl a power fantasy who she wishes she was like to at the same time a mouth piece for her existential dread and loneliness and anxieties

The way that lestats religious crisis and manic breakdown from Memnoch to blood canticle aligns perfectly with Anne rice’s own religious crisis and sudden shift in her work is so crazy to me😭 and then there’s Anne rice literally using Lestat as a blatant mouth piece to scream at the audience in the iconic blood canticle opening monologue of course, how could we forget. A lot of the time the personal nature of these books makes the technical quality of them worse, but even still it is one of the major reasons why I love them so much. Part of it is that reading something so personal and unfiltered, where u get the impression that the author wasn’t thinking at all about how it would come off to people while writing it, makes it feel almost more real to me? Or more authentic? Reading tvc sometimes makes me feel like I’m reading actual history or personal accounts from real people. And the bad writing and offensiveness and heaps of bullshit and the pages of unrelated tangents adds to this in a way 😭. Like yeah this is exactly what reading a biography by a hundreds of years old vampire would be like lmao.

I love interpreting themes in these books so much because I often feel like Anne rice didn’t place them there on purpose. She had a very “I’ll just write whatever is in my mind and the themes will happen on there own” approach, and they did! and for someone like me analyzing it is super rewarding. Figuring stuff out that the author wasn’t even aware of, basically. Tvc are rich with meaning in a way that only these books are, and the personal nature and the lack of thought into meaning or themes is I think majorly responsible. For me when it comes to fiction, I like to do the work. And Anne rice throwing her personal as hell freak sex vampire yaoi with the most agonizing portrayals of trauma and mental illness ever no editing no forethought out into the world definitely gives me room to do the work 😭

Also, I tend to really only enjoy art if I feel like it is a messy reflection of the creator. I’m not sure why but I can never really get into something unless I can see some of the creators flaws or baggage reflected in the work 😭 I feel like art isn’t rlly art to me if I don’t feel like a know the person who made it a little too well after seeing it. There’s something really special about finding out the worst parts of someone in a book, honestly. I love reading these and being like there is so much wrong with this woman and I know way too much about it 😭 she’s horrible but I’ve lived in her mind and I don’t wanna leave.

I admire in a way Anne rices unhinged abandon with how blatantly vent-like and unfiltered her books were (literally unedited 😭). She got extremely lucky making a career from it, typing out all her insane thoughts and feelings into gay vampires and becoming rich and famous. A girl can only dream for that life, I do that shit for free on a03. I don’t think I’ve ever encountered anything published that has the same energy as tvc in this way. The only thing that comes close would be like, a quotev fan fiction I read for laughs written by a ten year old in 2010 who is unintentionally revealing way too much to me about their semi concerning home life 😭. It’s wonderful! Thank u Anne rice for ur beautiful scary lack of shame u have given me so many things to write about on tumblr

[thewarmestplacetohide]

Dread by the Decade: I Walked with a Zombie

👻 You can support me on Ko-Fi! ❤️

★★★½

Plot: After arriving on Saint Sebastian to care for a plantation owner's catatonic wife, a young nurse seeks aid for her patient from local Vodou practitioners.

Review: Though dated and sometimes lacking in its handling of racial politics, this remains a mysterious and brooding exploration of family conflict and colonial rule.

Source Material: I Walked with a Zombie by Inez Wallace and Jane Eyre by Charlotte Brontë Year: 1943 Genre: Occult, Psychological Horror Country: United States Language: English Runtime: 1 hour 9 minutes

Director: Jacques Tourneur Writers: Curt Siodmak, Ardel Wray Cinematographer: J. Roy Hunt Editor: Mark Robson Composer: Roy Webb Cast: Frances Dee, Tom Conway, James Ellison, Theresa Harris, Edith Barrett, James Bell, Christine Gordon, Sir Lancelot

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Story: 3.5/5 - Tense, dark, and layered. Flawed in its handling of racism and inaccurate (but not vilifying) in its depiction of Vodou, it is still shockingly progressive for its era, condemning slavery and acknowledging colonialism.

Performances: 4/5 - Realistic and evocative, with everyone—especially Dee and Barrett—portraying deeply flawed characters well.

Cinematography: 4/5 - Ranges from solid to gorgeous. Some excellent night shots.

Editing: 4/5 - Fluid and tight.

Music: 4/5 - Minimal with great use of drums.

Effects & Props: 4/5

Sets: 3.5/5 - Some outdoor sets are obviously fake, but the sugar cane field is very memorable.

Costumes, Hair, & Make-Up: 4/5 - Subtle but well executed.

Trigger Warnings:

Very mild violence

Antiblack racism (minimal for the era; black characters are humanized but restricted to servant roles, white characters are centralized, and white people sometimes speak condescendingly about black people and their faith, though some of this is later subverted and criticized)

Colonialism (critical)

Alcoholism

Ableism against mentally ill people (dialogue only)

[sturniolos-blog]

PLOT!! (more like making this up as i go)

HEAR ME OUT DAD MATT ! but before they find out that the reader or oc (whichever) is pregnant they have like a huge argument about complicated schedules or how there’s like a cheating rumor idk and then the reader starts feeling sick and like faints and they go to the hospital and baddabing baddaboom there’s a child on the way

or

ANGST !

matt and the reader have been together for months then matt moves to LA meaning he has to break up with the reader years later matt goes back to boston to fine the reader but he finds out she’s getting married soon, he’s heartbroken but is determined to try to win her back but it doesn’t work so he goes back to LA and a few weeks later when it’s supposed to be her wedding she’s all like “what am i doing? this isn’t the man i love” and you can work out the rest

I PULLED THESE OUT OF MY ASS SO 😭

HOLY SHITTT I LOVE THESE IDEAS OKAY IMA USE BOTH AND THESE ARE GREAT THANK YOU SO MUCHHHH 🩷❤️

IMA START WITH THE FIRST ONE AND ILL TAG YOU IT SHOULD BE DONE BY TONIGHT LATEST IS 10 PM EST

EDIT: FIRST REQUEST IS DONE THE SECOND SHOULD COME OUT SOME TIME TMR

[daenysthedreamersblog]

Hi! I loved strangers!!!! I feel Coriolanus should get jealous in part if you do it. Amazing work 👏 👏 ❤️

Can't wait for part 2

omg hi!! im so glad you enjoyed!! part 2 is finished i just keep adding and deleting and changing and editing it lmao im hoping maybe later this week ill have it up! thank you so much friend!!! 💗💗

and can confirm coryo is possessive

[leonscape]

i knew one of your friends are gonna snitch this to leon, i told you so 👀.

about your birthday yesterday, it made me shipped you guys more from you interacting him in his ask blog 🤭, look how much he's happy for you and seemed sad he didn't realize your birthday sooner cuz no one told him, he seemed to fond of you, yk 🫣.

y'all are really wholesome and you would probably cook and bake for him (if you had motivation too 👀), so cute the way leon tried one of your cupcakes and love it 😍, waiting for you guys to be couples already and be official, again im not giving up on my suileon agenda 🗣️✊🏼🔥💯‼️.

who knows maybe ill create a fanfic between you two 😉 /j (if only i know how to, my writing is usually full of basic words, no advanced stuff or smth).

just take your time to slowly be with him, mrs. dompteur 😏 (love the slowburn happening ❤️🔥).

- sincerely yours,

🐷 anon ( a.k.a piggly )

plus you didn't even tell me when should i stop yapping with you 🤔- so i guess ill keep going 😙✌🏼 you're one of the best leon stan accs i ever met here 💟.

i mentioned something about offering a cupcake to him and she just kinda did it for me 🧍🏻‍♀️

also you don’t have to have fancy or advanced stuff in your writing. sure it might provoke a deeper reaction but i think all that matters is that you can deliver a story in a way that makes sense. some writers get caught up in trying to make it sound complex when it doesn’t need to be, the story is just fine the way they tell it (you can worry about fancy stuff later in the future or when you’re editing)

just saying.

and i’m not mrs dompteur haha 😅

[hannamoon143]

shit, the boys need me for the album. ill text you later, jagiya ❤️

Text me whenever you want jagiya❤️

Edit: Lol someone just explained to me that this is some kind of trend.I didn't know that ,lmaoooo

[suddencolds]

🌸 🥀 🥳💡 for the ask meme, from w1ngxd!

AHHH thank you for the ask, Wing!!!! These were so much fun to answer :D ❤️

🌸 - Are there any sneeze related tropes you prefer to write?

Yes!! I like contagion in pretty much any form 🫣 I love emotional tension (someone reluctant/embarrassed to admit that they have a cold, someone falling ill at an inopportune time, someone afraid to show vulnerability or unwilling to contradict their spotless public image, etc.)—i.e. the hurt part of the hurt/comfort—so long as there's at least a bit of comfort at the end. <3

I like when caretakers are extremely perceptive (/ can pick up on the smallest of tells), but I also like when colds are extremely obvious 🫣 I like when the character who's ill is more concerned about the other character catching it than they are themself. If it's the right kind of character, I like making their life super inconvenient in public bc of a cold/allergies (though I rarely ever write an external party noticing/commenting). And from an h/c perspective, I like when a character who's just feeling awful and finally works up the courage to reach for help/comfort, only to have it readily given to them tenfold 🥰

🥀 - What helps you motivate yourself to write when you’re in a slump? Any advice? Do you wait it out?

If I'm not happy with a scene, I open a new word doc and try to write it again from scratch. Dealing with a blank slate feels better for me than trudging through editing something I'm already not happy with :')

And if I'm feeling really terrible about a draft—to the extent that I don't want to work on it at all, I leave it and go work on something else! I think for the current yvverse series I'm working on, I know I'll get back to it eventually (because it's very important to me), so I feel less nervous about leaving it to sit.

🥳 - Do you read your writing after you’ve posted it?

I do! But not immediately after. I'm actually guilty of posting stuff that has typos I don't catch until a couple days later, when I can work up the courage to give it a quick skim 😭

Facing my work when it's newly written/posted I think is like a can of worms for me. I'm very critical of my own work haha. There's a special kind of relief (and perhaps, closure) for me that comes with putting it out into the world and walking away from it.

💡 - Do you find it easier to write ideas that come to you naturally or prompts requested by others?

I love receiving prompts!! I have a severe lack of ideas 😭 I feel like I could take an idea and run with it, but after I've written like the 2-3 things I'm itching to write for a new fandom, I often find myself at a loss for new ideas, barring external inspiration.

I also like receiving prompts even when I'm guilty of never getting to write them—it's fun to see what other people want to read :') I think when I wrote for a fandom (Gens//hin) I got a lot more prompts, but now that I write mostly OC fic, I haven't gotten any prompts in like a year (maybe also because I haven't explicitly asked for any? Consider this blanket permission to anyone reading this haha)

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[spacepiratenemo]

GUNNM // Canon x OC Ship - Sechs x Ratte

#gunnm - Battle Royale in the Asteroid Belt! ✨ Check out full post on IG for timelapse drawing, wip and close ups! www.instagram.com/p/Cq7ZEHaMvy…

Here’s the first artwork of my Gunnm (Battle Angel Alita) ship released on this profile. I really need to redesign my #ocs old design and see through that I make a proper sheet with a proper reference. Anyways, I’m waiting for the release of the next instalment of the #battleangelalita Mars Chronicle and to satisfy my needs during the wait, I present to you the first picture of what is going to help me to survive the wait!

Ratte is my #owncharacter . She is Zekka’s actual child, although, Zekka ran away to get some smokes and ditch the responsibility when a girl suddenly carried his genes! Ratte wanted to know her father though, so when she found him, he told her that he’d only take care of her, if she would beat him in a fight. Of course, Ratte was but a kid in a cyborg-body. She had no chance against the strongest fist in the universe! However, Zekka was so impressed by the gall this girl had, that he began to teach her martial arts. Fast forward to the Z.O.T is when Ratte had become an adult, a formidable fighter and one of the allies of the Space Angels later on, opposing her own father this way.

More stuff is coming soon! Please stay tuned! 👾

Things to do: Design charactersheet for Ratte. Design satisfactory version of her Fizziroy-Body. Make some slides from the manga. Make a few edits. Make lotsa Gunnm Art! Make more face studies and get into the grid of drawing GUNNM Style. ^^

Ratte belong to me. Sechs is from #yukitokishiro#gunnmlastorder

#battleangelalitalastorder#gr6#sechsxoc#canonxoc#animeart#mangaart#fandomart#artwork#scifiart#sciencefiction#cyberpunk#cyberpunkart#owncharacters#fanfiction#fandesign#alita#alitaoc#fantasyart#futureart#cyborg#android

#gunnm - #charactersheet

❤️ Ratte: German for “Rat” // Built 5 years ago, equaling humanoid age of 20 years currently.

👾 Ratte is the dishonourable daughter of the great and famous Zekka, the strongest fist in the universe. She was born a cyborg, an accident that shouldn’t have happened and naturally so, Zekka ditched all responsibilities in this very drunken incident, leaving the "alledged mother/creator" of the child, getting a pack of smokes, never returning again. Ratte’s mother was very ill, taken by a cybernetic virus; she died shortly after the “birth” of the child, hence Ratte “grew up” in the ranks of the Stellar Nursery Society - Guntroll.

💀Only one year after she was built, she changed from a children’s cyborg body to an adult one. The girl never truly had been a child, nor did she ever have the mentality of one. Basically, you could say she was born as an “adult” (mentally). It was Yani, the Cybertech, who eventually built her new body, therefore, Ratte is a secret fizziroy-body-user. Qu Tsang taught her some of her martial arts, however, it was obvious that this fighting style wasn’t for her. Eventually she studied Capoeira, mixing it with influences of Wing-Chun and some secrets of the Panzerkunst, to form her very own, personal fighting style.

🤖Shortly before the Z.O.T Zekka and Ratte met once again and their first meeting wasn’t a pleasant one. Ratte had every reason to be mad at her “so-called father” hence an immediate fight occurred, which Ratte unfortunately lost. However, Zekka had to admit that the girl had some gall and after “somewhat” sorting things out, Zekka taught her some of his techniques as well, being a proper dad for the first time. During the Z.O.T Ratte allied with the Space Angels and the Guntroll team, opposing her father once more, rooting for Sechs to kick his stupid ass!

❤️More info and art coming soon! Pls stay tuned! Love ya’ll! Likes, comments and shares are very much appreciated.

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