#its been hectic

[hehe-hoho-ohno]

11 or 12 for Misfits?

11: What do you like best about this fic?

That's difficult, because there is a lot I like about Misfits, easily the best thing I've written so far.

The best thing about it is probably the characterisation, but I think what really makes it stand out in comparison to anything else I've written is the plot. I know exactly where I'm going with it, I have all the major events planned out, which is a first for me. Normally, I really struggle with stringing a plot together, but Misfits came together pretty easily.

12: What do you like least about this fic?

Tbh, there are some things I left out of Misfits because of laziness. For example, in Chapter 4 my initial idea was to actually go over some of the items Emmet returned to Ingo. Some of these would foreshadow later events (had a vague idea that one of the items Ingo lost would have been his sword, which would lead into a conversation about Emmet not having one) or backstory stuff.

Ultimately, I ended up skipping over that entirely because I was struggling with the scene, and I just wanted to get the chapter out. After struggling with writers block, it was such a relief to just not do it.

I'm not proud of it, but I've taken a few shortcuts like that in the name of getting the damn chapter finished. And although it was easier for me in the moment, I do think cutting corners like that led to a slightly worse story in the end.

[tacc0yak1]

i miss drawing these grandpas :{

[wolpchen]

have this little thing!!!! bunny tord :)

[mishhe-kht]

wanted to do something for them this month

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[aurorangen]

Suzume keeps in contact with Nancy occasionally. Despite the infrequent catch-ups, they pick up the conversations immediately! This time, Suzume talked about settling back into Mt. Komorebi and her blind date experiences. Then out of nowhere, she was curious about Nancy's first love, a topic that had been mentioned before but was never elaborated further. "Well, it's complicated," Nancy thought, then Hugo came to say the restaurant broker was on their way, "Ah I'll speak to you later!" I guess that's a story for another day.

[alienaiver]

wordcount; 483

content; father's day, shinsou x reader but focused on aizawa. mentions of disconnect between reader and their biological parents. gender neutral reader. erasermic family. [fathers day is june 5th in my country]

aizawa stares at his phone, puzzled. the notification is short, concise and straight to the point. its the type of texts he enjoys the most, but this one just confuses him.

"happy fathers day" is all the text reads. theres just one issue though;

you're not his kid.

youre dating his kid and while he doesn't know a lot about child rearing, he knows he doesn't automatically become any kid's father that he meets.

besides, you're in your late 20's. are you sending this message on behalf of shinsou? is shinsou pranking him, messaging him from your phone to mess with him?

"what's up, darling?" yamada asks from the kitchen island where he's preparing the salad for tonight. aizawa doesn't register the question though, frozen in time with his phone held up boomer-style, the screen gone dark after all the time spent staring.

yamada rounds the island to reach his husband by the dinner table, petting the top of his head. aizawa shakes his head with the movement and clears his throat, "ah. a happy fathers day text."

"aw, thats so sweet. from eri? i havent gotten one," yamada replies as he returns to reach for his phone, to see if he also got a greeting.

aizawa clears his throat again, putting his phone down onto the table, saying your name. yamada looks at his husband beaming, "aw, they sent you a fathers day greeting? thats so sweet of them!"

aizawa looks at yamada with a raised eyebrow, "i'm not their dad though."

this makes yamada throw his head back in laughter, hand holding his stomach. aizawa doesn't think he was being funny though. when he notices the confusion in aizawa's features, he wipes a theatrical tear from his eye, "shouta, you've practically adopted them, too. you went to the doctor with them last week."

"so? hitoshi had a shift and they needed the support."

"you have a monthly movie night with them."

"well, eri's part of that, too."

yamada shakes his head and gives him The Look; a look that signifies that he needs to pay attention.

"look, you're there for them when their own parents aren't. that's a good thing, y'know."

aizawa looks away, a small pout on his features. yamada raises an eyebrow, "are you somehow unhappy about this?"

there's silence for a while, and then aizawa sniffles and wipes his nose while looking away. yamada's heart melts as he observes him, "'m not."

after a moment aizawa exhales sharply, "...i'm happy, it's just.. overwhelming. they're not a former student, they're someone who met me as an adult. they had no ties to me personally, they... chose me."

yamada giggles and returns to aizawa's side, wrapping his arms around him from behind, kissing his cheek, "i'm happy for you, too. they really need a father figure and you ARE amazing."

aizawa smiles softly, leaning into yamada's embrace, "i'm glad they think so, too."

[sock-tin]

ROUGH LAURANCE SHADOW KNIGHT DESIGNN!!!!!

[dwellsinthebog]

I'm a whole week late, but happy birthday to my comfort character, Kyojuro! In the spirit of mermay, I've drawn him as a merman :D

crop under the cut:

[kooki914]

So a very, VERY long time ago, before chapter 2 released I think, I posted some Dark World designs for Toriel and Asgore, but since then both my understandings of their characters, character designing overall and personal tastes have evolved, so I made new designs for them! (including revamping the official light world walksprites because god knows deltarunes spritework is flawed) I'm slowly working on doing all their battle animations too, but until then, just the idles will do I hope.

[dazaistabletop]

PSA: Sigma is not a floatation device

[sarcastic-lee]

When you're tired and a little grumpy from working all week (6 out of 7 days) and you wanna curl up in your Ler's lap and let their fingers wander along your sides and ribs and your back. Gentle twords as you squirm and quietly giggle after a long week.

I need some teasy affection please 🥺🥺

[kurtsascot]

i joined tumblr a little over a year ago and ive had ??? so much fun ???!!!! like being part of this fandom and making friends has been so lovely and im so grateful and im in such a better spot mentally than i was like a year ago im so :,)))

[morrowind-geoguesser-blog]

Here's another one, bit of a softball though. But I like to change it up. Like...softball?

Caldera, outside the Governer's Hall

[kid-blinks-eyepatch]

Sprace

sick Spot 🤒

Prompt: “Oookay you sure are delirious”

Race was woken up in the middle of the night by his boyfriend getting up. He opened an eye.

“Spot? Whaddya- whereyagoin?” His words were slurred by sleep. Spot waved his hand in a dismissive gesture, walking over to the bathroom with his hand over his mouth. Race sighed softly, sitting up. He yawned.

“You doin okay Spotty?” He called. 

“ ‘eah ’m fine” he replied after a pause. Race rolled his eyes and got up himself, walking sleepily to where spot was. He leaned on  the doorframe. Spot was sitting on the bathroom floor, looking like hell.

“Darlin’ ya don’t look fine” Race said. Spot gave him a look- it probably would have helped his point if he wasn’t shaking and pale. And, yknow, if he hadn’t been throwing up. 

“ ‘m fine-“ spot argued weakly. Race raised an eyebrow. Spot groaned as he threw up again. Race shook his head.

“No, you’re not” he said softly. Spot just grunted in response. After about twenty minutes spent throwing up spot’s stomach seemed to have finally settled. Race helped him stand up 

“Done throwing up?” He asked softly. Spot nodded, leaning into race. 

“Darlin ya got a fever”

“I feel cold” spot muttered, Race laughed softly and picked him up. Spot let out a squeak as Race did this.

“Oh hush Spotty, you’re oKay” race murmured to him, setting him down on the bed

“I-I’m fine Race” Spot said, sitting up. Race rolled his eyes, pushing spot down and throwing a blanket over him. Spot shifted so he was completely under the covers. Race sighed softly.

“Do you need anything?”

“Mm-Mm” spot replies, shaking his head. Race put a hand to spots forehead, he was startlingly hot. Spot pressed himself against Race’s hand. 

“Mmm” he mumbled. Race raised an eyebrow. 

“Spotty? You sure you’re okay?” Race asked softly, rubbing spots hair. God he felt sweaty- and he was shaking. Spot nodded, rolling onto his side

“ ‘m fine Ray” spot mumbled, pulling the blanket tighter around himself. 

“No you’re not- you’re burning up” race replied. Spot grunted

“I jus’ need some sleep- I’ll be bettah in da mornin’” spot grunted, the words quiet. Race left to get a thermometer and pills.

***

The next day Spot wasn’t much better. He wasn’t throwing up anymore, but he was really clammy and had chills. Race came home and found him wrapped up in a blanket on the couch. Race raised an eyebrow.

“Spotty you Feeling okay?” He asked, kissing his forehead. He was startlingly warm. Spot shrugged, letting out a ‘Mmplph’ noise, leaning his head against Race. Race laughed softly, rubbing his hair. 

“Not feelin too great?” Spot nodded, he was shaking but he felt hot and he was wrapped in a blanket

“Do you need anything?” Race asked. Spot shook his head.

“Do you want some water?” Race asked, spot nodded. Race laughed softly and went to the kitchen, getting him a cup of water. He also grabbed some Tylenol and a thermometer. 

“Here, take this” Race said, handing him the pill and water. Spot groaned

“I’m fiiine” he muttered, reluctantly taking the pill. He made a face as he swallowed, and made an irritated face when race checked his temperature 

“Ray I’m fine!” Spot protested, race rolled his eyes.

“You have a 102 fever darlin’ ya ain’t okay” race said, kissing his forehead. Spot grunted.

“M fine!”

“Have you eaten?”

“Lil bit”

“What did you eat?”

“Uhh- half a cracker” spot replied. Race facepalmed, restraining laughter.

“Spot.” He said slowly “Half a cracker does not count as a ‘lil bit’ of food” 

“But it is a lil bit” 

“It’s half a cra- what kind of cracker was it?”

“It- it was one of them little circle ones”

“Spot” Race said, raising an eyebrow “half of the little circle crackers- how do you even eat half of those?” He laughed softly

“I-I thought I was hungry but I wasn’t” 

“It’s half a cracker darlin’” Race giggled. Spot grunted, pulling the blanket over his head

“Aw cmon!” Race giggled “come out of hiding pleaseee”

“Hush“ spot grumbled, popping his head out of his blanket. Race kissed him quickly,  then made a face

“Darlin’ you’re all sweaty- why’re you wrapped up like a burrito?”

“I’m f r e e z i n g” spot replied, Race giggled.

“Stop laughing’ at me!” Spot groaned. 

“Are you hungry?”

“Kinda”

“Whaddya wanna eat?”

“Nothin”

“Spot-“ race rolled his eyes “please cooperate”

“I- I’m hungry but I’m pretty sure if I eat it’s gon come right back up” race kissed the top of Spots hair

“Oh my god you’re so sweaty-“ race said

“I k n o w but I’m c o l d” Spot replied. Race smiled softly.

“Do you wanna go lie in bed?”

“Not really”

Race sighed softly and sat on the couch next to spot, who shifted so he could rest on Race’s chest. Race smiles and rubbed his hair, concerned about how sweaty and hot he was. It was also concerning that he was shaking so… aggressively. Race turned on the Tv to create background noise. Spot nudged Race’s chest, wanting attention. Race giggled softly at him and wrapped his arms protectively around him. Spot let out a contented noise.

***

Race giggled, Spot looked at him with delirious eyes. 

“Ray-“ he said in a loud whisper “I think the clock is judging me” Race laughed, ruffling his hair. Spot looked at him, eyes wide

“J u d g i n g m e” 

“Oookay you sure are delirious” race said, rubbing Spot’s cheek with his thumb. Spot looked at race

“I’m n o t”

“Yes y ou are”

“Are you with the clock” spot asked, trying and failing to sit up. Race laughed, kissing his cheek

“Darlin’ calm down” race laughed, spot looked up at him

“But the woild is spinning! Wheee” he laughed “wheeeee” race had to hold back hysterical laughter at this point. 

“Spot, are you having fun?”

“Yeah!” He said in an exited tone, like a small child “whee! Spinny!” Race wheezed with laughter, rocking back and forth as he laughed. Spot looked at him

“Are y o u making the room spin??” He asked, wide-eyed. Race shook his head, then laughed as spot rolled onto his back and said 

“I didn’t wanna move but then I did move and I realized I could’ve moved but I didn’t want to why didn’t I move?” He said, race just laughed and pressed a quick kiss against Spots lips. 

“Ray- Ray I got a question” spot said, holding out his arms like he wanted to be held. Race laughed and let spot rest against him, spots head on races chest.

“Yeah Sean?”

“How’re you so p r e t t y?” He asked, reaching up and touching Races cheek. Race smiled.

“It’s a talent”

“Squishy!” Spot laughed, squishing Race’s cheeks. Race laughed in turn, allowing spot to squish his cheeks. 

“I know I’m squishy” race laughed, tickling spot’s side. Spot laughed,

“Whee!” He said gleefully, 

“I think you need to sleep”

“I’m not sleepy angle! I wanna keep s p i n n i n g!” Spot protested loudly. Race laughed, pulling spot down with him as he laid down. Spot wasn’t so hot and sweaty anymore, just shaky.

***

Race woke up the next morning with spot wrapped in his arms, face buried in his chest.

“Are you awake?” He asked Spot softly

“Sadly” he replied 

“You feelin better?”

“Yeah”

“You still think the clock is judgin ya?”

“W h a t”

“Nothin I’ll explain later”

“I don’t trust you”

“You shouldn’t”

“How reassuring”

[notetaeker]

February 24, 2023 - Wednesday | 66/89 of Winter

These last two weeks have mostly been very productive. I translated two videos (abt an hour each), caught up with my once-a-week classes (listening to lecture + taking notes), and took exams for those classes (minus 1... I still have 1 left 😢). Also started my internship this week! Somewhere in there I also went outside a few times and saw ppl?? Shocking. Alhamdulillah for everything as always 😌

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