#just some stuff that has accumulated over the past month

[acetier]

another elden ring art dump feat. torin & friends

[elsfavor1te]

ellie hurt/comfort plsplspls i have no ideas i just want ellie so bad!!!!!

answering my first ask ever!! this is also like the first thing i’ve ever written for someone so.. i hope this lives up to your expectations anon!! send me more stuff this is fun .

ENDGAME

ellie williams x fem!reader. (i don’t think there’s any actual mention of reader being a female but i’m putting it just to be safe.)

warnings: sfw. hurt/comfort. some angst? overthinker!reader. little jesse slander? use of pet name ‘baby’. no use of ‘y/n’ lowercase intended!! lmk if i forgot anything <3

———————

your feet hurt from the back and forth pacing you had been doing for the past 30 minutes. though, the pulsing in the soles of your feet didn’t take away from the churning in your stomach or the thoughts running through your head.

you were literally worrying yourself sick.

your heart ached as you thought back to the argument between you and ellie. the words that were said. her scoff as she walked out of the door and slammed it behind her.

you and ellie rarely ever argued but when you did it wasn’t unfamiliar for her to leave for a bit to calm herself down. she isn’t the most rational when she’s angry and she knows that. so to avoid saying or doing anything she doesn’t mean she usually steps out to calm down but she always comes back.

always.

she had never been gone for this long before though. it had been nearly 2 hours. the longest she had ever left you before was 20 minutes at most and even then, she felt terrible.

your eyes welled with tears again at the possibility that you had really messed up this time. that she finally had enough and decided you weren’t worth it anymore.

the deep breath you took and seat on the couch was a pathetic attempt at calming yourself down. you had thought about leaving and going to find her multiple times but what if, in the time you were looking for her, she came home to look for you? sure you were overthinking but it wasn’t a chance you were willing to take.

in an endeavor to take your mind off of things, you glanced around you and ellie’s home. the pictures that had accumulated over months nailed into your walls, pictures of you and her, your loved ones, just stuff ellie drew. the trinkets that littered the shelves from lucky patrol runs. the memories tucked into every corner. you don’t think you’ve ever experienced a pain like this, it feels like someone has your heart in their hand. progressively tightening their grip.

your eyes glide across the room once more before locking in on the chipped paint of the front door. as a last resort you lie down and bring your knees up to your chest. the couch groaning under your weight was the only noise to be heard apart from your spaced out sniffles and the wind whipping against your home from all angles.

you have no other choice but to watch the door and wait.

———

the sound of boots being kicked off was a telltale sign that someone was home. your eyes flew open, locking in ellie’s short auburn hair and her faded flannel as she locked the door.

“oh baby, i didn’t mean to wake y-“

she was cut off by the broken sob that left your lips. her expression morphed into one of panic as you stood and wrapped your arms around her, the sound of your breath quickening. her response was immediate,

“why the tears, love? did something happen? are you okay?” her arms tighten around you. she hopes you don’t notice the way she tenses at the thought of something happening to you while she was gone.

you back away from her a little, still never leaving the warmth of her embrace,

“w-what do you mean ‘why the tears’ ellie?? you left me for-“ your eyes jump to the clock. “3 whole hours.”

“what? n-“

you cut her off. “i thought you were leaving me, els.”

the crack in your voice and tremble in your hands against her back was heartbreaking for ellie. “baby no. i would never- ever leave you. i was coming back to you when maria stopped me and practically begged me to help her with something for tommy. i sent jesse to let you know i might be awhile but that i loved you, & that i was sorry.“

by the time she was done explaining your sobs had reduced to small sniffles. “well now i feel dramatic … and a little stupid.”

“you aren’t stupid, he’s stupid. god i’m gonna break his fucking neck.” her green eyes were clouded as she gently swiped her thumbs over your cheeks to rid them of tears.

you tuck your head into her flannel with a small laugh before looking back at her with a slight smile on your face. “i love you.. we just never leave arguments for that long and it scared me. i can’t lose you.”

“you and i are endgame baby. there’s no way in hell i could ever leave you,” her fingers interlocks with yours. “..i don’t wanna think about what my life would be without you in it.”

[arwainian]

The F@tT Fic Marathon: Catching up finally.

🎉I have officially read the full Friends at the Table AO3 tag!🎉

My very silly quest has reached its technical end point after EXACTLY 10 months of intensive reading! It has been sometimes grueling, often delightful, and led to me developing intense opinions in directions i never thought possible to myself. But I have done it, and I am extremely pleased with myself.

To get some housekeeping out the way, I usually give recs upon a writeup, but since there were only three fics left for me to read i'm just gonna shout them out generally.

Fics 1981-1983

check out i'm too scared to say half of the things i do (when i picture you) by waltztangocache for partizan era Kal'mera Broun fantasizing about Valence and trying to keep from letting that slip through their telepathic bond

and if you like Christmas fic, fangirl_squee has got you covered with Fero "not liking Christmas" but being roped into it anyway, and the Bluff City Masks crew hunting down some Christmas mini-miracles

and like, if you're looking for something to read, remember every single writeup has come with at least one personal recommendation. it's all under the tag #fatt fic marathon (also a caveat that these recommendations come from my personal tastes, i might not have mentioned a fic during the marathon that's a favorite of yours and i hope you continue to deeply enjoy what you love even when it might not have hit where I would have liked)

if you would like to take a look at the massive spreadsheet I used to keep track of which fics I was set to read together, as well as other info like what season it was for, and word count, here is a link to it!

What next?

First of all, I'm gonna spend a good long time reading other things. I've accumulated a great big To-Be-Read pile of pleasure reading consisting of both real-ass books and other fanfic that have been put at a lower priority while I powered through this project. I have had fun, but it is high time for a Break to read and do other stuff for a bit. (*glances nervously at my unstarted secsam project*)

If you happen to like my thoughts about what I'm reading, this past year I tried to keep track with reading log posts. They got stripped down to the basics over the course of the year and Finals Season sorta took it out of me so there's nothing for the past couple weeks BUT. i like reading a lot and i like talking about it a lot. so that's all tagged as #cal reading log if you want to keep up with me and my reading

and, what shall happen to these writeups! I'm not interested in continuing these in perpetuity, but I may give a final send off one when the tag hits 2000 (i'm still deciding). otherwise, this is likely the end of them. I might still shout out inidivudual cool fics that get published as I read them, but that's just like, good fandom practice to spread around cool fanworks tbh, rather than this weird thing I've done. nonetheless, i hope y'all had fun watching this journey

and a final thank you to all of the lovely authors who have made fanfic writing their hobby and have chosen to share what they write with others. Thank you! it is extremely obvious that I could not have done this if they never put pen to page or fingertip to keyboard and did the dang thing in the first place. you've made some cool stuff and i like reading it.

Happy New Year Everyone!

[laladellakang]

hi.

i’m finally back and i owe you all an explanation. tw a lot of text so the summarised ver. is; i still have writer’s block but i’m feeling more inspired so hopefully content since it is birthday and anniversary month, and i’m revamping this account/editing my fics

so thankfully, i’m not dead, but my account(s) definitely has/have been. the last thing i posted was the beginning of december and the last fic i posted was november

as you all know, i’ve been having constant writer’s block these past few months, and i did some reflecting on my ‘break’ and realised that it’s just a massive accumulation of a lot of things

firstly, it took me so long to just reply to asks because (and i feel like i always say this) i feel horrible if all i do in this acc is yap around and not actually post a fic, because this is why you’re all here for. now i realise that… well maybe if you’re only in it for the fic you wouldn’t follow me and just stalk my page. I DIGRESS, but i just don’t think it’s fair if i come back with no fic, and the problem is; my writer’s block is still going strong.

why and how did this happened has been eating me up terribly and NOW i know why

1. online class is over, so with in person classes and going to uni + my job + maintaining irl relationships, i realised that my brain isn’t entirely focused on just classes and this fic anymore. but i really want it to be because this fic used to be is an escape for me

2. my fucking thesis OH MY GOD. i had so many written assignments + a thesis that writing was suddenly a chore and i wanted to avoid ANYTHING writing

3. my laptop broke :/ thankfully i have a new one now

4. ANXIETY FUCKING SUCKS. as a perfectionist, i feel like my style of writing is so shitty. and i keep trying to fix it but i just don’t know how. i keep rewriting the same thing over and over again just because i think it doesn’t look right

(and also a bonus; i found out a family member of mine is in enhaficblr and i kinda felt sick knowing they might read my stuff)

SO i have ultimately decided to edit and rewrite my fics and keep them within the same link and post BUT keep the archives on wattpad just in case you like them better <3 bc i know the pain of going through fics you liked OR WORSE, COMFORT FICS and finding the links or the work gone

and i’m also going to STOP FUCKING WHINING and try my hardest to write more. i feel like those tiktok comments that go “chop chop movie boy, you chose this life.” i have recently entered the jujutsu kaisen fandom (even though i’m not much of an anime person) and have been really inspired so i hope it can push me through this shitty ass slump i’m in

i love you guys a lot. i see your asks and your comments and they always make me push through (and oftentimes giggle). i’m really really really sorry for the constant wait and i appreciate you so so much. i’ll reply to asks soon 🤍

(pls still love me too 🥺)

[miracleonice87]

Moving in with Freddie A 🥹 a heart warming experience! He asks you on one of your sleepover nights and you immediately oblige! You're madly in love with one another and life under the same roof is so soft and loving.

yesss Fred would be so soft and cute about this. you’ve been together for a little over a year and there is no doubt in either of your minds that you’re going to spend the rest of your lives together, and you spend the majority of your nights at his place anyway, on top of taking care of the house, deliveries, mail, cleaning service, etc., when he’s away, so when he realizes you’ve started leaving more and more things in the guest bedroom of his place, an idea comes to his mind.

he invites you over for a sushi and movie night, one of your favorite types of dates, and easily persuades you to spend the night. you come straight from work and meet him on the deck for a drink but before dinner, you tell him you want to go change into some comfy clothes. you kiss his cheek and head inside, and he smirks and gives you a few second head start, then heads inside to wait for your reaction…

because you’re confused as hell when you go to the guest closet and don’t find the small collection of athleisure, underwear, toiletries, and makeup that had accumulated on one corner of the floor over the last month or so. your heart starts beating faster and your mouth goes dry. you fly out of the guest room in a slight panic and are surprised to find Freddie climbing the last step just a few yards away.

“hey… um…” you clear your throat. “did you do something with my stuff that I left in the guest room? I’m sorry I didn’t ask before I left it, I just- I didn’t think it would be an issue but I can-”

“oh, yeah, I think I remember something about that,” Fred says, trying his best to act casual. “few t-shirts, sports bras, couple pairs of leggings? toothbrush and night cream and stuff?” you only nod slowly, confused as all get out. Fred nods back, then stretches out his hand. “c’mere,” is all he adds.

your brows are furrowed hard as you follow his lead, surprised when he guides you down the hall, through his bedroom door, past his bed, past the desk, into the walk-in closet… where much of his own wardrobe has been condensed to one-half of the space it used to take up… and where your few outfits are hung on the opposite side, your undergarments are displayed neatly on a shelf, and your toiletries are arranged in an attractive, clear glass organizer fit for a tiktoker.

you turn to Fred, dumbfounded, and he pulls you closer.

“you already have a key to the place, so I had to find a creative way to ask you to move in with me,” he explains, cupping your cheek. you cover your mouth in disbelief, choking up as he beamed down at you. “I went into the guest room to see what it needed for my mom’s visit next week, and I saw you’d been leaving your stuff in there. I don’t want you to feel like a guest here, sweetheart, because you’re not — I want this to be your home. our home. you belong here, with me. so… would you like to move in with me?”

you giggled girlishly, throwing your arms around his neck and pulling him down for a kiss. “there’s nothing I’d rather do than live here with you, Fred. thank you.”

[angel-of-the-moons]

Okay hear me out

Ghost in Fallout, right? I just thought this up while doing the dishes and like it won't fuck off so I'm writing it out here.

Ghost in The Fallout

TW/CW: Slavery in Fallout universe, raiders, slavers, chems, murder, betrayal, bits of canon stuff

Imagine Militia!Ghost, who was protecting settlements from raiders and slavers, wanting to turn himself away from the life his psycho/jet-addicted father was trying to set him up for.

He's captured by a raider gang that tortured him, bringing him to Nuka World or even Paradise falls, trying to "break" him and turn him into a guard dog. (Not unlike what happened to Charon in Fallout 3)

When he's finally free and escapes, he goes home, only to find half the settlement burned to the ground, his mom, brother, sister in law, are dead. His nephew, along with other youngsters and others from the settlement, rounded up by raiders and slavers.

Only (unlike the comics) his father was in on it, he sold out the settlement for a supposed "lifetime supply" of chems and caps.

When he finds out, Ghost lets the people who were his neighbors "take care" of his traitor father, and Ghost sets off hunting down who took Joseph and killed his family.

He spends weeks, months hunting, killing anyone who gets in his way, or tries to stop him.

Only, by the time he finds them, he's too late. Little Joseph was hit over the head too hard by a drunk raider and his body was tossed into a pit.

Ghost goes ballistic, killing everyone. He frees the slaves, and disappears into the wastelands after bringing his nephew home and burying him alongside his family.

His name is forgotten, he only comes to be known as "Ghost" a man of few words and fewer friends.

Until he meets a ragtag group of former "soldiers" from all over the American Wastes. Gunners, NCR, Brotherhood of Steel, and even a few Enclave defects.

Price, Soap, Gaz... And a few others.

They all become a mercenary group known as the "141". They're elite, combining their abilities and training to secure themselves as a group that works on defending innocent people, performing rescue ops and taking out raider groups that threaten civilians.

At some point, Ghost broaches the idea that he wanted to head to Massachusetts, to Boston, to scope out a possible place for them to set up, hearing about the abductions from a shady group of people called "The Institute".

He'd been camping in the ruins of some old, Pre-War neighborhood, listening to an old Mr Handy harp on about "making a mess" and how not participating in conversation was "rude".

And it's here, where Ghost runs into a woman, fresh out of a Vault, dazed, confused; freshly thawed from cryogenics.

She's over 200 years old. A relic of the past. A lawyer, a woman out of time; her husband murdered and infant son stolen.

Ghost watches as she breaks down initially, the weight and shock almost too much at having everything she ever knew and loved stolen right in front of her, while she was helpless to stop it.

He feels something for her, camaraderie and sympathy. After all, he came from a similar background.

So, he teaches her. The do's and don't's of the wasteland, helps her fix up her old house and they set it up as a base camp with the help of Codsworth, the "annoying" Mr Handy. He trains her in the art of combat and warfare with all the knowledge he's accumulated.

And so... Ghost journeys with this Sole Survivor, and he won't stop until she has her son in her arms again...

Or the ones who have taken him are dead.

He hopes that, whatever the outcome, the Sole Survivor would allow he and the 141 to set up a permanent base in one of the many settlements she comes to help oversee and protect.

He hopes that she won't give in and become corrupt like so many others did when the siren call of greed in the wastes sings in her ear at night.

He hopes, beyond hope, that this woman becomes a beacon and stays that way for all those who need hope, who still have hope for the future in the apocalypse.

[weirdducky17]

Hello, yes I’m alive ✨

Gonna drop off some art I have been accumulating over the past months, school has been really busy so I couldn’t post anymore stuff lately!!

(DO NOT STEAL MY ART 🔪🔪)

Purple OC is named Raspberry and she’s from UnderSwap!! She’s Blue and Stretch’s little sister, still taller than Blue though so she lucked out on the genes XD She’s part of the royal guard and her magic type is being a Tank! High HP and DEF but a pacifist, she would only hurt someone if they are an enemy!!

Next is Blake from UnderFell!! Once again Red and Edge’s little sister but she’s just as tall as Red!! Crude and brash like her brothers but hides a sweet spot that is only shown to her secret garden tucked away behind their house. Her ATK is high being Asgore’s Executioner as well being a citizen of UnderFell she has to dirty her hands every once in a while.

UNDERTALE belongs to Toby Fox

UNDERFELL belongs to Vic the UnderFella

UNDERSWAP belongs to Popcornpr1nce

[firstelevens]

Author Question Tag Game

I was very kindly tagged by @thatmexisaurusrex! Thank you!

How many works do you have on AO3?

29 works! Ten of which were published this year.

What’s your total AO3 word count?

287,015 words!

When I did this last year, it was 106,109 accumulated over NINE YEARS of being on AO3, and now I've published 180,906 words in the past 14ish months. Bonkers.

What fandoms do you write for?

Mostly the MCU, but I've been known to dabble in Rogue One fic or the occasional literary webseries.

What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Last year, I answered this for my fics overall, and that hasn't changed, so here's the top five from this year:

sugar pie, honey bunch

my bed's too big for just me

(running home to your) sweet nothings

counted days, counted miles

by the moon and the stars in the sky

Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I try to respond to all of them! I do tend to lose track of comments on older fics or prompt collections, because I sometimes get distracted by the other stuff I'm working on, but I always mean to go back and catch up.

I'm genuinely touched whenever people take a beat to tell me that they enjoyed a fic, or to mention a part that stood out to them, or even just to do the little "extra kudos!!!" thing. Plus, I'm lucky enough to have a handful of regular commenters now, and I'm always so eager to hear what they have to say and respond to their thoughts. Getting to chat with them is maybe one of my favorite parts of posting fic.

What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Honestly I simply do not write angsty endings, even if I've written angsty middles. I'll go as far as an open or ambiguous ending, but the catharsis of tragedy is not quite something I'm looking to do with my fic.

What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

I think nothing sweeter than my baby is a solid contender for happiest ending. The entire fic is extremely tender (in my opinion), and it ends with a proposal scene that I'm still extremely proud of.

Do you get hate on fics?

People have left a silly comment or two but nothing worth noticing.

Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Nope! I've tried, for the sake of writerly development, but it never really reads write when I try. (Also...choreography is HARD, y'all.)

Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

Yes! Pour one out for Kristen's Warehouse 13/Veronica Mars/Elementary crossover birthday fics.

Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I know of!

Have you ever had a fic translated?

Nope.

Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Yes! This summer, @sesamestreep and I co-wrote a prequel to the Bake Off AU called summer came like cinnamon, so sweet and it was so absurdly fun and you all have absolutely not seen the last of us working as a duo.

What’s your all time favorite ship?

All-time is a very long time indeed but Jyn/Cassian and Sam/Bucky have demonstrated some staying power thus far.

What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

Ideally, the DJ White Wolf fic would become real and substantial one day, but I think it's doomed to be a loose collection of vibe-driven scenes forever.

What are your writing strengths?

If I've learned anything this year, it's that writing fake social media and online media content is a superpower that I have and it's SO fun to use. (I think this also connects to my default answer to this question, which is that I'm pretty good at making the worlds of my stories feel lived-in.)

What are your writing weaknesses?

Balancing plot and character is always a struggle for me, because if I could get away with it, my characters would just hang out and banter and do silly stuff forever, but like, sometimes the story has to move.

Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

Bold and super effective when it's done well, but I've never managed it without feeling like it's distracting. I usually go with the free indirect discourse approach if I need to include languages other than English, which feels smoother within my own writing.

First fandom you wrote for?

Chuck! A fix-it fic for the series finale.

Favorite fic you’ve written?

The Bake Off AU! I chipped away at sugar pie, honey bunch for two entire years and I was so worried it would never work and then??? I managed to make it work??? Week after week???? For seventeen chapters!

It's always hard to know whether something is going to turn out like you saw it in your head, but the Bake Off AU turned out so much better than I could have imagined it would, and it has so much of me in it, and people were and continue to be so kind about it that I think it'll always be special to me.

tagging anyone who sees this and wants to do it! or like, if I've tagged you in something else and you'd rather do this, knock yourself out!

[armitageshux]

4 types of college Professors

Chill - Never takes attendance. Syllabus doesn’t mean a thing. Doesn’t care if you come to class, but is so nice, you feel guilty if you don’t. Multiple people will stick their heads into the classroom during the lecture just to say hi. Goes over every question that will be on the exam in detail, then tells you they’ll let you retake it if you get less than 80%. Relates everything back to personal life in an absolutely hilarious, but always informative way. Can make the most boring subject absolutely fascinating. Knows everyone by name. Volunteers somewhere at some youth addiction treatment center. Facebook full of former students. Will answer you on Twitter before answering an email. Has multiple “favorite professor of the year” plaques. Knows all the slang. Everyone passes the class with 80% or better.

Passionate - Forgets to take the attendance more often than not. Hates giving exams - wants you to understand the material, not parrot back definitions. Will get in the fight with the college over exam requirements. Syllabus flexible and probably filled with grammatical errors. On top of current events and always armed with a dozen recent news articles relating to the course. Likely to drive something from the late ‘80s that looks to be held together with duct tape and a prayer. Gives most points for class discussions. Emails distracted but always have more information than you need. You’ll pass the class, but find yourself caring more about the stuff you learned than the grade. Writes killer recommendation letters.

Obsessive - Always takes attendance. Keeps the attendance sheet on the table until half-past starting time, just to pointedly mark off when you’ve arrived late. Syllabus has 10-12 pages and requires a doctorate degree in the subject you’re taking. If there's a mistake in it, will insist you're following instruction wrong, rather than admit to making the mistake. Mid-term contains six essay questions; the final exam is accumulative. Does not eat or drink in class, with the exception of one generic water bottle. Three research papers, each one five pages longer than the previous one. No phone in class, not even for emergencies. The textbook is God, you must memorize it. If you pass the class, you wear that as a badge of honor. You'll have no clue what their class was even about approximately 3-6 months after you’re done. You'll have nightmares about their class for years.

All Done - Always takes attendance. You aren’t there on time, don’t bother coming. Doesn’t have time for you. Teaches three other classes at the same college, a High School class, and five other classes at a different college. Just wants to retire. Never answers emails. Nods and tunes out when you’re speaking. Doesn’t get upset when you don’t do the work - seems to expect failure at every turn. Has a presidential election sticker on the car, but it’s couple of decades old, and you think this is the last time they cared about anything. The total grade consists of a few papers, a few presentations, and homework. Will collect the homework, but won’t read half of it. You never get your papers back, and probably won’t know what your grade is till 2 weeks after the class is done. You’ll pass, but a little part of your soul will die in the process.

[garoujo]

ugh emmie i LOVE YOU i wanna live on your shelves you’re so cool😭 im tryna have a collection like yours 🥺 you’re also elitist bc you like bleach??????? BIG PURRRR

anyway that’s not even what i came here for, i came here to expand on that one thirst you received about garou & him loving the smell of you😩😩😩😩it automatically gave me ‘scent kink’ and i cannot stop thinking about it (i also have a separate hc that garou is a chubby chaser, but more on that later). just imagine though:

when you come out of the shower, your skin humid and body dripping wet, and your boyfriend lay comfortably in your bed (with nothing but grey sweats might i add) reading through a book he picked up on the way to your place. you bit your lip to contain your already budding arousal, eager to hurry up in the bathroom so you can hop in bed to cuddle with your monster of a man, but before you could even reach for your favorite brand of lotion , garou is already behind you, his taut, ripped abdomen pressing against the rolls of your back. your towel slipped and soon forgotten at your ankles. you let out a yelp, arching your spine when you feel his rough, cold hands on your figure, eventually making their way down to your hips. giving them a light squeeze, he puts his face in the crook of your neck and inhales deeply. once, twice , thrice, he was addicted to the smell of you. although he’d grown to prefer your more…natural aromas, like when you got back from the gym for example, this was great too.

he wanted nothing more than to stay like this forever .

you sighed and relaxed in his hold, letting his hands roam once more across the fields that were your flesh, their second destination landed each palm on either one of your breasts, large, soft and round. your nipples were at his mercy in an instant, they perked at attention as soon as he was only a centimeters away from them. “fucking missed these beauties,” he mumbled more to himself against your collarbone. he alternated between leaving wet kisses and taking a large whiffs of your scent; it calmed him.

you whined, “mm, garou at least let me put a shirt on. o-or some panties.”

he replied to you with a grunted no, reluctantly removing one hand and let it trail down your cute tummy, before he went to cup your naked cunt your sex having a mind of its own and already wet for him as soon as he made contact. “how am i supposed to feel this cute little pussy with all that other stuff in the way?”

that was the convincing you need.

the two of you didn’t have sex, both of you admittedly too lazy for it, so you instead settled to cockwarm him. with his body heat radiating into your own, and the soft blanket draped over you, you were out like a light in an instant. with a kiss on your cheek, garou fell asleep with his face in its rightful position: in the crease of your neck and shoulder, when he can breath in your essence all night long <3

nonono ily moar!!!! (>< ) pls come live on my shelves u will make them look so pretty <3 afgajaka i have a spending problem ‘n it accumulated severely over the past year sob — help omg yes bleach is like my fave anime of all time,, i adore it sm i wish the fandom was more alive but ‘m so excited for it to return!!!

naurrrrr i’ve been so severely obsessed w garou since i finished the opm anime like a few months ago (duh garoujo, garou + gojo) but i literally read the manga ‘n everything just so i could see more of him obsessed!!! he’s so big ‘n strong it makes my knees quiver + my thighs spread sob (ᵔ.ᵔ) <3

omg stop cause that was so much softer than expected but i am still ahfhakaka obsessed!!! he’s literally everything, i’ve literally had a google doc that only has the words ‘scent kink — garou’ in it for months ToT big lover man with all those muscles,, bet he’s so warm and his cock is so fat and feels so good when he bullies it in your pussy — he’s a lil mean but doesn’t mean to be,, always tries his best not to hurt you but he’s just so strong <3

[druid-delaluna]

Realize I forgot to explain why this all cause me issues with my art.

I believed I took things kinda well, you know it was just internet stuff and I had some positive upcoming months ahead that I could turn my focus on. But it did make me very wary of people and somewhat paranoid that I was being watched (something I've struggled to overcome). Plus it made me feel stupid about my art and ideas, and almost...worthless?? In that aspect? It just...it has a deep effect when it is not just popular artists mocking you, but the crew of the show you enjoy joining in. I thought I could shrug it off, but I just couldn't. It ate me up, my pride was deeply bruised, and I debated if I should even continue again. I look back and just wonder was stepping on me to get the spotlight worth it to these artists? Or was I that much of a threat to the crew being around? Was it because I have told them off for shitty behavior or that fact I don't let nonsense run amuck that made them that upset, won't really know. Could be any reason why they decided to do that to me then and before. Because as I mention this was an accumulation of past events boiling over.

I got some regrets, I could had handle situations better myself but I can say at least I didn't harass and chase someone away because I didn't like them. And with that, I realize I shouldn't even attempt to compare myself or feel sorry about my art. I can always improve where I find faults in my art or myself. I'm still changing and maturing and can admit where I fucked up, while they can't (from what I've heard they only have gotten worse). I have my own groups of good friends and I am happy again.

[sizzlingpatrolfox]

If we're to believe in jikook, then there are bloggers who say JM asks jk to "tone down". Do you think it happens? Do you think it's other way round?

Even if I sound too harsh on this, it's not directed towards you, I want you to know that.

To put it quite simply, I've always thought that the majority of jikook bloggers are just extremely dumb. Like I literally have no respect for most of them, everyone parroting the same thing, never addressing stuff directly and talking in codes and condescending tones when they don't know how to explain something that's in front of your nose. They literally sound like kindergarten teachers. That's the way they walk about stuff.

JK didn't know one specific detail that he was asked about about whom people think it's his partner for years. It's not like he was asked to list out all of Jimin's tattoos. It was just this one, one that he knew and remembered clearly about other members. Did his memory disk get full before he got to the Jimin file or...? Jungkook not knowing one specific detail is "minor" "insignificant" "irrelevant" but they will turn around and make the biggest of deals out of a butt squeeze or a neck rub.

Also, it's not only about not knowing of the tattoo, this is just one more of a lot of things that have been accumulating over the past months.

I've said I wouldn't discuss their dynamics anymore because I'm tired, it hasn't brought me joy for a while now, and I would like to stick to what I said. All I'll say it's that I don't think Jimin has everyone in a chokehold telling them to never mention him, as many believe. In this case, it seems from some pictures last week that Jimin got the tattoo on his finger. There would have been literally nothing "loud" about JK knowing/remembering the tattoo.

Knowing about it like he knew about Jin and Hoseok it would be the "normal" thing. It actually speaks volumes that he doesn't know or doesn't remember about it.

[ntriani]

OQM Playlist : Life during quarantine #13

This week's Life during quarantine playlist finds Nick Triani looking back on past endeavours and a former life whilst re-connecting with distant friends.

Living in a Bubble As this week saw the pandemic infection rates rise again across the world, I can only feel grateful that I live in Finland. That doesn’t mean a certain complacency has set in (or gloating), quite the contrary; over three months into this I’m accustomed and careful of avoiding other people and keeping my distance when outside. The Finnish authorities and public have acted responsibly with lockdown mesures till this point and I hope this sensibility continues.

The last week has shown how far from containing Covid-19 some other countries are. The pandemic is spreading from interaction within modest or large gatherings and young people are amongst the biggest spreaders now. This isn’t going away and the fact that governments are putting economies ahead of people’s safety exemplifies how little we’ve learnt. Whilst capitalism dictates over actual lives, don’t expect a safe new normal anytime soon. My new normal means finding things to do at home, so last week I bought a tape deck.

Re-evaluate and reconnect As my homebound holiday begins, moving music from cassette to digital is high on my ‘to do’ -list. I have hundreds of unreleased tracks, demo albums and finished but unpublished albums of my own music, some dating back to the mid 1980s, all on cassette. Listening back to this stuff can be excruciating: did I really write that awful lyric? Relating to the songwriter from a long time ago can be difficult.

It takes me back to a former life of learning to play and sing, working on songcraft, 4-track tape machines, rehearsal rooms, recording studios, tour vans and buses, venues all over the world, tight friendships, hard work, disappointments and missed opportunities – the accumulation of many rich, wild and wonderful memories. This nostalgic listening has reminded me that sometimes I could write a good tune and I did teach myself things about sound.

Zoom to another world As human interaction has moved online it feels like I’m living in a Bladerunner moment –  it’s a virtual fictional world. As I reconnect on Zoom with friends I used to play music with and we reminisce on old times it strikes me how strange life has become: this new world affords me the opportunity to look back on a past life with old friends in distant countries. After almost 20 years in some cases, we’re all looking for signs of ageing across our faces through the prism of a computer screen. We’re looking for that difference since we last met. “She’s got everything she needs, she’s an artist, She don’t look back” Bob Dylan once sang, but nowadays Bob spends a lot of time doing just that. So do I – it’s the perfect thing to do these days; reflect on who we’ve been, who we are and where we’re going.

[cesium-sheep]

she called me from work to finalize some stuff for the insurance paperwork (yay) but since she's working for the va for a brief moment I was like "??? did they process my appeal???" lol (they did not)

also I did the math and I can comfortably pay off 40% of my credit card debt with money left over for myself both for right now and for allowance this month, although it would also sponge up the savings I've been accumulating over the past year and a half. which makes me nervous cuz her pay has not stabilized yet and I don't know if we'll need that money. my credit card debt has been basically static since I had to tank the deposit 3 apartments ago, which is frustrating. I would love to just be done with it tbh but I assume I'm last in line aside from whatever I earn for myself. (they've got their cars and their student loans and so on to think about after all, which much more directly impact the whole household.)

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[thesheel]

Prior to the midterm elections, Democrats are seeing a glimpse of hope in international markets as inflation is likely to decline in upcoming months. Just recently, the report of the labor department put inflation at 41 years high, but that does not show the whole picture. Inflation is Declining: Democrats Get a Chance in Midterms Currently, the world is still living in a pandemic, and things can change extremely fast during a pandemic. This pace can be so fast that most often, even the latest reports, like in the case of the labor department report, cannot portray the true picture of inflation. In the literal sense, the consumer price index stands at 8.5 percent today, but that is just a half picture. This report did not incorporate the latest trend in late March, which records that inflation is declining steadily.  But it still doesn't mean that inflation would not be an issue in the upcoming month, as consumers are just likely to get slight relief. Now the question arises what are some of the factors responsible for reducing inflation. Firstly the major reason for inflation was the surging oil prices, which skyrocketed the price of virtually every commodity. However, now the oil market is recovering, and the impacts are likely to be transferred to the consumers. Why is Inflation Declining Now? Biden's two decisions are responsible for lowering oil prices. First, he announced the release of one million barrels of strategic oil reserves on a daily basis for a period of six months. Secondly, the president has lifted a ban on ethanol sales for summer to provide cheaper fuel to the masses. This came at the time when Russian oil imports were banned by the world, and most countries were either trying to get energy independence or finding different countries to feed their oil needs. These days crude oil markets are reaching the level of the pre-Ukraine war, which manifests that the worst has over as the world adapts to the new normal of the war. Another encouraging part of the whole picture is that the supply chain crisis is likely to ease soon. The bullwhip effect is rolling back, which is an encouraging sign for economic growth. The bullwhip effect is the supply chain phenomenon, according to which even a small distortion at the consumers' end can trigger a whole lot of crisis at the supplier end. Take the example of tissue papers, for instance. During the pandemic, the demand for toilet paper increased as people started working from their homes. These were the different papers used compared to those in offices. This, in turn, impacted the demand issues as stores started giving more orders which stressed manufacturers to increase their consumption. This is the bullwhip effect, and it is declining with the passing days. The Bullwhip effect played a leading role in crippling the economies worldwide during the pandemic recession. The CEO of FreightWaves, a company that deals with supply chain issues, claimed that manufacturers are currently sitting on the large inventories that they amassed during the shortage. So now they have to lose their inventories by selling already existing stuff, as supply chain bottlenecks are loosening. This is due to the fact that companies are not in a position to accumulate more stuff, and they have to take care of their already existing stuff. When this existing inventory is being lost, they are likely to bring prices down.   Final Thoughts But there are some factors that are moving in the opposite direction. For instance, great resignation is still not a thing of the past and is impacting the country's pricing at large.  As long as this problem persists, the issues for supply and chain will remain intact, and the country will continue seeing higher prices due to increased wage demands. Thus Democrats may get a momentary relief before the midterm elections that are necessary to keep the party moving amid the persistent turmoil, but they will need to develop a long-term strategy to make a permanent