#might do a continuation in a few days

[petrichorium]

I WOULD LIKE TO HEAR ABOUT EX HUSBAND SHANKS 🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏

Okay I was thinking a relationship that’s like SUPER chill and casual. Like literally fuckbuddies turned lovers; u stay on ur home island and he’s off most of the time. Was based close by in the first year or two y’all met and got close so he was around more often but eventually it becomes him stopping by every few months for a few weeks and the two of you keeping up contact while he’s gone. The progression from just messing around to a committed relationship is slow and largely unsaid until Beckman tells you his captain has turned down every other woman for the past two years and you realize you aren’t much searching for other men yourself; soon enough you’ve got matching rings and as untraditional as it is it works.

And I’m just thinking abt how like…….. ur happy w ur life on ur little island, it’s relatively safe all things considered under his protection and you’ve lived there your whole life and all you rlly wanna do is keep your head down and stay there. Getting involved with Red-Haired Shanks puts a major flaw in that plan but it’s easy to forget who exactly he is. He doesn’t hide it, ofc not, but he’s so… unremarkable seeming that it’s difficult to remember, especially when your interaction with him is isolated to a scant few days or weeks when he’s most at ease and the only thing he’s thinking about is you.

But………. then you’re reminded otherwise. It’s silly really, because of course you know. It’s been years since you first met him, you’ve seen the wanted posters and you’ve heard how people talk about him, but knowing in abstract—contrasted by the man who’s managed to marry you, all wide smiles and incessant drunken love confessions and never dodging a well-placed swat from your hand—is far different from seeing in person.

You board his ship for a little trip; something small, only a few days to go retrieve a gift for you that Shanks had foolishly left a few islands away, low-risk and entirely in his territory. But it all goes sideways and you’re forced, quite suddenly, to realize just who you’ve managed to fall for—and exactly what kind of power and prestige he wields—while trapped with nowhere to go but remain on his ship with him and his crew for the days it takes to return.

You feel stupid more than anything, balking like this after one (frankly minuscule) fight. You don’t leave his cabin the whole trip back. He brings you meals, holds you when he can, tells you how much the crew misses you, but he doesn’t understand just how much you’re questioning. How much, you wonder, do you really know Shanks? Bordering on ten years is quite some time but when you only see him a scant few weeks out of those years, how much does it matter?

The ring on your finger, the way he looks at you—they settle on your shoulders more like a noose now, no longer making you giddy. How long until some bitter rival of his storms your home searching for you because they can’t touch him?

How much is he worth it when the lives of everyone in your hometown stand at risk?

You’re smart enough not to pick the fight until you’ve returned. You have it at the door of your home, long overdone and frankly terrified, all but melting down once you’re truly alone with him for the first time in a week. He doesn’t yell back—doesn’t do much, after attempts at soothing you fail, except watch you with a mildly surprised expression on his face.

For the first time in years you don’t let him stay the night, or see him off when he leaves the following day. You sit up on your roof and watch his ship disappear over the horizon and assure yourself that clearly you aren’t cut out for being his.

(But two months later that ship appears again, and an hour after docking there’s a knock at your door, and you can’t help how your breath hitches when you see that red hair beyond the peephole…)

[skeletoninthemelonland]

Just a small announcement. I’ll be mass deleting asks and restarting all over.

If you have asks related to Behind The Codes, please send them here. 

I apologize for the delay! 

[majimassqueaktoy]

So, Jess I know you’re not an artist like your bestie in the entire world snap… but what does your art look like I remember you doodled this little pic for me of Tien with Choatzu’s make up lol but have you’ve drawn anything else?

Ya

[wilsonthemoose]

Someone stop me sending a passive-aggressive thank you for considering it message to the lecturer who said she wouldn't let me take a quiz at a later date despite my being like. actually pretty sick.

[milftuals]

i'm going to try to watch a new horror/horror-ish movie every day for october 🍂

[bookwyrminspiration]

you'd think given how irrationally paranoid I am of unknowingly eating spoiled food that I wouldn't eat something i'm 90% sure the safety seal was broken on. and yet here I am

[violetsareblue-selfships]

good morning!! <3

[wormsdyke]

ew ew ew ew bad thing happened gross beisnajajs ahhh auuuhhhheghsjswkos real life event occurred that is real life gross and ocd is going CRAZY over it

[danielnelsen]

there’s so much i wanna do this week/month/etc but i’m just too sick, i have no energy, i can’t sleep, i’m constantly nauseous and headachey and on the verge of a migraine, i’m stressed and irritable and impatient and panicky…….how tf did i survive nearly 5 years of high school untreated if i can’t even manage this when i don’t have any major obligations rn

[elibeeline]

Nevermind how do i stop the panic attack before it starts

[osoreruna]

some of you may have noticed me lurking around, replying to random things and liking all of your posts — and i'd just like to say: most of the time, that's about all you're gonna get from me. i regret to inform you that, if you came here looking for slews of ic posts every day, you are in the wrong place. i work. tuesday through saturday. 8am to whenever i finish my board. could be 4pm ( like it's supposed to be ), could be 11pm, could be 1pm ( like it was today ). which, regardless, is a big chunk of my day. i typically don't have time to work on things here during the week ( because it takes me FOREVER to finish anything, sorry ). but i also try not to flood the dash with ooc things either, which just makes it seem like i am fairly absent, fairly often. but FEAR NOT ! i am almost always lurking. and i also have my discord available to mutuals for anyone wanting to talk shop or plot or even just hang out. but this hiatus of sorts is also why i tend to send out a lot of asks. my intention isn't to "always put the work on you" as my rp partner, but to give you something to work on during my weekly mini-hiatus, while you're waiting for the weekend when i do work on our threads. but also, me personally, i think it's always a little treat to receive something in my ask box. and i'd think most of you would feel the same. i like giving out treats, like a little old granny —

[doctorwhoisadhd]

okokok i just went to the library that has the big finish audios (literally the first 3 in the 10th dr series which is SO awesome) and 1) Unfortunately was unable to find technophobia. asked the librarian and they were also unable to find it. so i placed a hold and got the second one (time reaver) as consolation since, lets be real, i probably have a place to listen to technophobia already.

2) the librarian said that they have "some serious who fans on staff" at that particular location which is AWESOME

[crystal-verse]

@wanderer-of-light please know that every time i see your nice tags i go "!!!" and gain +4 spoons for art. take this quick doodle of vastha and k'pheli, because i like to think they'd be friends and also i am shy but am willing to Art

[catofoldstones]

that’s it, I’m changing careers. Enough is enough I can’t do this anymore.

[cyberstabbing]

it's been nearly two years and i'm still mad about the time my grandmother forced me to debate lgbt rights at a family reunion lunch with her, her catholic husband and a catholic priest. i was just now in the shower and i kept imagining all the snarky comebacks i could have said. if i had chosen that moment to come out to my family (i don't know a single soul on that family tree who is out) it would have been a disaster but also such a fucking power move

[elftwink]

the one fun thing about writing something longer than 10k or so words is once you get really frustrated with the specific part you’re working on and start being like ‘im a fraud im a sham ive never written anything’ you can just take a breather and scroll around 1000 words forward and be like. actually i’m so talented and cool and hot and this is going to be the best thing ever. this libreoffice document contains multitudes