#might tag this cuz i feel like making more content bout this

[vanillaxoshi]

Thinking of body swaps

If it would be the og, kokotiam, that has more potential esp if they want to jeep it hidden

But either way, would that provide more potentiak or story/plot?? Since it would be weird to change bodies, but itd be pretty easy to adapt depending on the person, like ying><yaya, fang could be gopal, gopal could be boboiboy, and boboiboy could be fang

One easy solution is them getting their power watches back, but if they do want to keep it hidden that means theyd have to adjust to their power watches, gopal enduring personality changes and elemental powers since boi's watch is pretty complicated now, not like when it was when they were children

Fang might actually do pretty well and adapt more on the molecular manipulation and use it for other than food, Boi would struggle using Shadow and how to use them properly

Ying isnt really a fly and punch type, shes always so speedy and on the ground, can she even adapt well by that? Same goes for Yaya, Shes the fly and punch type, and not someone so speedy

I also thought if boi is able to use his power watch with fangs body, the elements will be weirded out on being within fangs body and might make comments about it(basically just annoying fang all the way)

If it was Septuplet au, the siblings swapping wont really do anything since theyre identical, its basically just swapping clothes right??? Kokotiam would swap with each other and the siblings would swap with each other, well what about the physical damage on them?

Petir in Cahaya's body

He'd pretty anxious cuz now he feels so much fatigue(how long has his brother not slept??!!!) He also cant see well.

He would experience pain and shocks from the spine and ribs for a few times

Solar power takes too much energy he cant participate often, but thats weird, he should participate in missions he needs to make sure his brothers have someone there to protect them and be there for them

Not to mention the drawbacks of using the power, which could push him back ever so often. What else can he even do for that power right now???

And people coming to him for info in Tapops, he has no idea what to say and what to do

Angin in Tanah's body

Angin is super happy he gains muscle and is able to lift more than his weight but hes never a heavy hitter

Hes more of a careless guy who would whoop around and do acrobats, hes not flexible here and everything feels more heavier, he wonders if his brother had ever taken time to relax

Hed want to take care of himself the most out of all his brothers since he thinks Tanah's body needs it.

Hes also not a strategizing person( why does he need to be the leader rn??) Hes someone who goes with flow and is unpredictable, he doesnt need to predict enemies

How does he form that golem????? He doesnt know how to move in Tanah's body and using his power

Tanah in Api's body

Everything is more warmer than usual, he finds it weird

How can he release the fire??? How can he use fire??? He's always so cautious and fire is unpredictable how can he use it??? And if theyre pretending they didnt swap he doesnt know how to be a chaotic person all the time

Fire needs to be moving, it doesnt stay stationary in one place like earth does, he cant fight rapidly as Api and it gets so hot all the time.

How does he move with fire anyways??? How can he act like api full-time when he always has been a precise person who needs to be calm. Fire cant even do what hes wanting it to do. Does he need to be angry??? Whenever hes angry the fire goes haywire he doesnt know what to do with it???

Api in Petir's body

What do you mean he needs to be fast and precise??? He doesnt know how to use swords how do you form lightning chakras??

Hed be pretty much just be chaotic being Petir(Petir would get mad at him)

Zooming around is actually pretty fun but he doesnt know how to stop or land

Lightning is actually similar to his fire but yet so different, lightning is not something you punch or kick with, its strikes at far distances and connects to one another

So he needs to be serious??? How?

Air in Angin's body

Moving with the wind seems similar to his water but no, its wild and unpredictable how do you move with wind

Its not a physical thing, how do you attack people with a gust of wind

You cant have a water bubble to sleep on :(

He finds it nice to have his right arm back ngl

As someone whos chill, and his wind becomes chill, its not as powerfull as he intends it to be

If he has to pretend, he needs to be lively?? That takes so much energy he would just want to sleep

Daun in Air's body

He doesnt like having no arm and everything feels cold he wants to be wrapped up and stay in a warm place

Hes not a long ranged shoot guy what does he do??? He doesnt have his plants to heal people or help him out what should he do with water or ice???

The water is unstable and he doesn't know where the ice should go and be

How does he move in ice, he slips everytime

If he acts like Air then that means he has to sleep all the time no? But he isnt tired

Plants have many uses and he knows how to use them to the fullest, what are water or ice's uses??? How does he use them to the fullest? Theyre not alive and they dont move on his will, he needs to fully controll them

How does he make an ice arm he doesnt like being one armed

Cahaya in Daun's body

As someone who forgets to eat, his now body reminds him more frequently than his then body and he has to take care of himself because this is Daun's body

He doesnt have his light powers to activate whenever things get dark

He needs to learn more about the different types of plants because now he has a use, plants have many uses

How does he control the plants actually?

So he needs to be naive and childish to be daun, doesnt he? Why cant they just swap clothes? Oh wait, the body differences still stand out

Plus points, nothing hurts anymore

Nevermind, the arms and hands would hurt time to time

How do you hold the vines when it literally cuts through your hands??

Hes not graceful with the plants he just isnt. He shouldnt mess this up though

[sunnsfighter]

Intro And Info!

So yeah , welcome to this page! Call me sunns.

Trying my hand at this now since it might be easier with a migration going on already.. idk?

Im actually a refugee of different site that shut down ages ago (like 3-4 years ago i think??)

Tried insta and its not what im looking for , so im trying here for real this time

(I used IG/twitter for art /feeds and entertainment since i dont use tiktok , and venting/keeping in contact with irls who have insta )

21, dont really care about pronouns (prefer just going by sunns or sunny)

Until requests are made for side blogs or it feels needed, thisll be a multifandom/general content account!

Before ya follow/interact:

Takes me a second to reply to dms !

(Mentally im a bit unstable and partially mute , diagnosed for some things but might have other things going on, please be a bit patient with me! If im too much lemme know)

For tws im doing common triggers only like bugs/gore body horror, auto marking it as sensitive/mature content and and straight up nsfw/lewdposting is going in a new blog if needed . For any uncommon triggers my ocs have or if theres content I do thats triggering and you follow, lemme know in dms and ill make a special oc/contact tag or phrase for you to filter out , and add it to my special tag list below 

I do :

-oc art (for this account i wanna try writing and light doodles, whatevers in my head)

- have a fuck ton of AUs ive always wanted to do a tumblr for , but never gotten the chance to do.. ill test a few out see what sticks

- occasional screenshot edits !

Fandoms, new and old:

- Jojos bizarre adventure

-Monster high: (looking to see the new show and old stuff, skipping the irl movie)

-Card game animes (buddyfight vet, YGO Fan, cardfight vanguard enjoyer, still gotta get back into shadowverse/battle spirits again.. always down for more)

-pokemon (games or anime)

-digimon (anime , want to play the game)

- Carmen sandeigo (90s and Modern)

-Jem and the holograms (revival when??? Read both idw and watched 90s)

-Splatoon (been playing since 2)

Secondhand Fandom interests (i like owning ocs and/or seeing content from the fandom, even people post and talk about it and spoilers , but not exactly interested in the show itself or in the fandom )

-Cookie run

- Steven Universe (seen it all for the sake of knowing how it ends , old fav of mine but lost its shine when i got older, now i just like the ocs)

-BNHA : not interested in watching at all, just like the idea behind it

-osc/ object show ocs (ocs are a comfort of mine, i know little context )

- MLP: ponies fun, and so is edits

-miraculous ladybug : that whole love square thing is nuts and would drive me batty so i wouldnt loyally watch (In order or from the beginning) however i look into people talking bout spoilers cuz i saw some random late season eps and got kinda invested

-the simpsons : twitter algorythm got me into the content ngl

Favorite things:

-OOAK doll customs

-vtuber/mmd/3d models

-crafts and plushies !

-general doll collecting!

-pokemon cards!

Character/inspo list!!!

FCBF:

https://sunnsfighter.tumblr.com/post/701598567859666944/character-insposfaves

cardfight vanguard:

https://sunnsfighter.tumblr.com/post/701602059573706752/cardfight-vanguard-im-not-as-hype-for-it-as-bf

carmen sandeigo:

https://sunnsfighter.tumblr.com/post/702734768685596672/carmen-sandeigo-faves-shorter-post-ill-add

general  aesthetics and other fandom faves:

https://sunnsfighter.tumblr.com/post/702741884320284672/other-character-faves-aesthetics-aesthetics

Special tags/phrases  -

[Tag] Admin Sunndeigo- carmen sandeigo AUS by the admin

(Sub tags TBA, but ill have 90s or 19 before the AUs so youll know whats what)

[Tag] Sunns eclipse- vent tag , commonly paired with code CIL

[ phrase , could be a tag] Code CIL - usually accompanied by a vent post, a character i own with both gore and body horror

Buddyfight: Next Born Chaos [2nd gen buddyfight fanseason] - admins 2nd gen buddyfight fan season/story

The yota project [3rd gen BF ace story]

Admins fan story for buddyfight ace next gens

[Tag]Gemblooded (if tag is active, will add sunns presents to it) - my SU AU.

Next gemerations [tent title] my version of a SU gem world. The CGs do not exist as a team and hybrids are aplenty..

(I cant wait to revive those subrace concepts)

[actualbird]

ive been wanting to ramble bout this for years (like since 2019 HAHA) but i held off on it because i figured the fandom phenomenon i was seeing was gonna be a one off thing. something thatd fade with time.

it wasnt. it's still here and so i wanna articulate what i think about

the fast food-ification of fandom

here’s the thing about fandom right now; we operate on social media platforms that are inherently fast paced. social media platforms these days prioritize new and popular content, but more than that, it creates an audience that is always searching for new content very, very quickly. 

tumblr is a bit of a lesser evil, in terms of contributing to this (still does, tho, dont think im exempting hellsite derogatory, LMAO). but twitter, imo, is a hellscape with a system that hammers this in so so much: the lack of an explorable archive, no account specific tag search mechanism, a timeline algorithm that shows an account's followers the popular tweets first instead of chronologically and oftentimes even if you follow that account you will not be able to see all the tweets that account makes lest you go to the profile specifically. twitter is built for "new new new!" and it's not its fault, i guess, cuz it was not designed with fandom interaction in mind. still, it's become a very popular fandom platform and the "new new new!" mindset the system promotes ends up seeping into the members of fandom itself.

and there’s nothing wrong with wanting new content. but the problem here, i think, is the speed at which we consume fanwork. and the lack of memory for fanwork thats already been made.

fanwork consumption feels like it's going 100000000 mph with these kinds of systems and thanks to the lack of a navigate-able archive or tagging system, it's nigh impossible to find something from even last week. an incredible piece of fanart or fanfic or any fanwork gets attention for 3 days tops before it's lost and very very difficult to find. things are so fast and it's harder to remember them now.

swerve to another point: the trend of silence

im gonna bash on twitter again (SORRY KJSFBSD, like, i do have a twitter btw so im speaking from experience. i'd like to make it clear im not bashing ppl who do like/use twitter, im waving my hands frustratedly at twitter's systems) cuz tweet wc limits make it so that literally not much can be said! additionally, to add comments in QRT takes attention/notifs away from original poster, so if u QRT an art with praise, OP will see that! but if ppl reply more praise to the art on that QRT, OP will not get notified so that praise might as well have been yelled to the void

im a passionate believer that if youve got something nice to say about a fanwork and/or the creator of that fanwork, say it on their turf so they can see it. twitter makes it easier for this to not happen. positive attention and feedback matters so so much to creators and im p sure im not alone in saying that i cherish each and every comment (be it on ao3 or tumblr tags/comments or asks) ive ever gotten

and like, i know the argument to that is "make fanwork for yourself! dont make it for attention, do it cuz you enjoy it!" and "for every feedback you dont get, theres many lurkers who value and love what you do!"

i agree with that first thing very much but only the bit that says "do it cuz you enjoy it!" cuz yea! fandom is about having fun! but also like...isnt the point of fandom the fact that it's not just you alone, but you in a community?

a big draw of fandom, for me, is that it's likeminded deranged nerds all obsessed about the same thing. these are people on similar wavelengths and theyre people PLURAL. do fanwork cuz you enjoy it but the implication that a fancreator should be happy in isolation doesnt make sense cuz thats not what fandom is about.

and as for "there are lurkers who silently enjoy what you make" well...why?

why not say something when youve got something nice to say?

be it fanart or fanfic or fanmeta or anything, if the thought already pops up in your head, why not say it somewhere the creator can see it?

i totally understand if youre shy or if it's difficult to put into words whatever your thoughts are, like, huge mood. but also fandom becomes an infinitely funner space to be in when people are saying things

even a comment thats something simple and short makes the current landscape of fast paced churning out of fanworks feel less like we’re shouting in a forest alone, and more like we’re shouting in a forest and somebody yelled “I LOVED THIS” back. it’s really nice.

this is not a criticism towards anybody, but instead just kinda like, an inquiry to how we consume and interact with fanwork, these days. it’s really fast. like, so fast. tags update daily with new things every single day, every second, and it’s easy to just look and look and not say a thing. and that ease of fanwork consumption also makes it easy to forget just how hard it is to make things. how hard it is to make anything at all.

so much heart and effort is put into every work in fandom, and ive always seen fandom as a space for unapologetic enjoyment and community. treating fandom like a fast-food transaction where u get a thing in 5 minutes and drive off is...well, i dunno. but for me, among many things, it makes us forget just how much heart and effort is in all things.

[kumoriyami-xiuzhen]

Hakuoki Zuisouroku vita Okita CG Character Perspective

Last Zuisouroku CG post (finally)! though this is not the last zuisouroku game content post since I did find 2 more interesting things to translate.... Unfortunately that does not include the new story in the vita version of the game which I never found translations for... or the  薄桜鬼紀行 (i call it the travel guide) content. 

The travel guide (and the cg character perspectives apparently) was also included in the ds version of the game (according to text i found), and is a collection of conversations between characters about certain locations and places.... like Harada going to Saito's room to return some notes or tools on katana maintenance and then remarking that Saito's room has nothing useless in it with Saito then wondering about Harada’s comments, Yamazaki being tricked by Souji to go into Hijikata’s room, talk about Shimabara from the baka trio, a convo with Saito, Hijikata and Souji about the Yagi residence, and a convo between the male demons about the Tosa or whatever domain was associated with Kaoru’s rasetsu, etc..... 

Unfortunately, since all I have are summaries+partial translations of those conversations in Chinese, I will not be translating them since I have no interest in translating things that I will only be able to leave incomplete (or summaries for that matter) though that might change on the extreme off chance that someone translates said stuff into CH tho I honestly doubt that will happen if it that hasn’t happened already... or if i find it whenever i start looking for more translate which won’t happen for let’s say... more than 5 years? lol. random number tho it’s true that i’ve got an extremely long list of things that i have Ch tl for so i really don’t need or want more...

anyway, all images used are were taken with my vita, and same as my other zuisouroku postings, aside from the new cg, all other cg images used were edited together. i think these are in order... but i don’t care if they aren’t lol. 

enjoy....? also why does it seem like every third/fourth post of mine never shows up under the hakuoki/hakuouki tags?

Hakuoki Zuisouroku vita Okita CG Character Perspective

Translation by KumoriYami

(Face) To stare so blankly at my face, are you awake [says dazed/half conscious]? (Chest) My chest? What’s wrong? Do you like it? (Door) Ah~ I clearly told you to wake up, [but] you’re surprisingly looking over there?

(Face) You’re saying that my smile is scary? That’s too much [I’d assume something among the lines of: How uncalled for/annoying given how often Souji says commented on his smiling. well i’m not checking the audio so i can’t be sure]. Without a doubt, my smile normally looks like this.    (Hand) Is there something wrong with my hand?  (Door) Anyway, as soon as you see my smile, your eyes immediately look somewhere else.

(Face) Ahaha, I was so happy then. (Child’s Face) Hehe, this child was very happy too. (Sky) Ah...... I remember the sunset from that day being very beautiful. 

(Face) I was just playing with him, that’s all.  (Hand) These hands are meant for wielding blades, they need to be strong. Holding a child up like this for a while is nothing. (Child’s Face) The kid was crying a lot then. 

(Face) Again, you’re always getting into trouble.  (Katana) Since I heard you screaming, I have no reason to not protect you. (Chizuru’s Face) You were clearly told to stay in that room, [but] you [choosing] to run outside really startled me.

(Face) I feel like I’m an ally of justice. (Chizuru’s Face) If you were wearing this and pouring sake for me, I’d be very happy.  (Chizuru’s Clothes)Your being dressed as a geisha, is very beautiful. 

(Face) Aren't you courageous to seek out a gentleman who you know is wet?[??????????????????????????? “有种水灵灵的好男人的感觉吧.“ not sure about “ 水灵灵 “ which is the word for water followed by “spirit/soul”... so i guess wet?] (Clothes) Because I just took a bath, the outside air feels quite comfortable. (Sunlit Area) The sun was very warm that day.

(Face) Are you more interested in my face than cooking? (Chizuru’s Face) If you’re a good child, I will cook for you. (Pot) This doesn’t taste bad, but improve the taste for next time.

(Face) This watermelon is very sweet and delicious.  (Chizuru’s Face) At the time you were so surprised, It was very cute.  (Chizuru’s Kimono) As expected, wearing girls’ clothes suit you. 

(Face) Your shy/bashful expression is very cute.  (Hand) At the time, weren’t your hands also very warm and red? (Chizuru’s Face) You’re really too much. I’m obviously being very serious,  [yet] you turned your face away to the side. 

(Face) I really had no appetite that day. (Chizuru’s Face) The porridge you cooked for me was delicious. (Chizuru’s Hands) You’re always a little shy.

(Face) When I hold [held?] you, your body becomes stiff. (Chizuru’s face) At the time you looked so pale, I was really worried. (Woods) The originally comforting sunshine is very difficult to the bodies of rasetsu. 

(Face) Blame me for being so/too wilful....... sorry.  (Chizuru’s face) Although it might be embarrassing to say such a thing [to you], your sleeping face, is very cute. (Woods) Because I was together with you, the sunlight felt very gentle that day.

(Face) It strange. I obviously want to live with you, but I feel so uneasy. (Chizuru) At the time, your body’s stiffness felt so exaggerated.  (Woods) You’re actually looking over there?

(Face) Once this fire has been lit, it will be difficult to control how it is spread. (Chizuru) Thank you for listening to my grievances.  (Woods) At the time, I was being very serious. 

(Face) It’s incredible. The moment I touch you, all of my confusion and unease completely disappears.   (Chizuru) If your unease, could disappear like mine, I would be very happy. (Woods) Although I know that you’re shy, but if I see you trying to escape from reality, I will be sad. 

(Face) Thank you for accepting my marriage proposal.  (Hand) Stay forever at my side, because I will always stay at yours.  (Chizuru) This flower crown suits you. 

(Face) I will always love you. (Body) I will never leave you by yourself.  (Right hand) No matter what happens, I will always protect you. 

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only 4 cg character perspectives (did heisuke’s last time but it didn’t show up under either the hakuoki/hakuouki tag) - all from kyoka-roku (picked that one up for 500 yen lol but i lost my data when i screwed up my vita T_T), now remain.... no eta but i’d like to get them done before the end of the year.....

also i FINALLY found a translation for the 2011 Otomate party Hakuoki Reimeiroku drama (been looking around for that one in particular since i enjoyed it - and that was with my extremely terrible JP audio recognition... and i already hurt my hand copying out all the text from it cuz it was off a vid), along with a translation for the 2018 otomate party Collar x Malice drama... no idea when i’ll get to those tho... but i don’t even know if i’ll bother with the latter since the tl i found is +46000 words.... which is ridiculously long... and probably the longest drama i’ve ever ended up with translations for...even counting some of the 30 min ones though im not sure bout the ones pushing an hour....

seriously tho, something that long makes me wanna just toss the entire thing into google translate..... and even then, i’d need more than 9 tabs since google only takes 5k words at once.

oh well? lol.

[galacticjoelle]

Kiribaku Oneshot/Minific

This was inspired by my most recent post and I hope you guys enjoy it! Note: I’m not the best writer

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Katsuki fell. He fell hard. These foreign feelings finally got through to his thick skull when he and Kirishima were walking to the dorms after training. Kirishima and he had been recently hanging out more often, mostly because Kirishima is fearless and couldn't care less if he was blown to dust. Kiri had always tagged along, usually resulting in Bakugo being dragged somewhere later. This time, Kirishima was begging Bakugo to let him play his music playlist instead of his. Bakugo finally gave in to make kirishima shut up. “FUCKING FINE! Shitty hair...” Bakugo said, snatching his earbuds out of his pocket. Kirishima looked at Bakugo before playing his list and plugging in the red earbud.

Bakugo looked ahead at the road, seeing orange and red leaves coloring the concrete floor. Soon his ears were filled with a soft piano. “The fuck is this sh-” His voice softened as he glanced at Kirishima. Kirishima had the softest smile on his face as the lyrics started. “Fuck.” Bakugo thought. Kirishima began to mumble the words under his breath and Bakugo listened, not to the song. Bakugo’s attention was on Kirishima’s voice. It was soft. Smooth. It wasn’t his usual tone, big, loud. His usual tone was like the bright screaming red of passion. This tone was like the pink in a sunset. Bakugo had to force his gaze back to the ground as he found himself staring for too long. “What the fuck... “ Bakugo felt his throat begin to tighten as he listened on. Kirishima’s voice never skipped a beat. “Love like you…” His voice trailed off. It was so enticing to Bakugo. His breath shallowed as he felt his face flushed. At this point he didn't mind if the song didn't fit his tastes. He listened on. “I always thought I might be bad now I’m sure that its true cuz, I think you're so good and I’m nothing like you.” Kirishima’s voice grew louder, his confidence now shining a bit. Bakugo got stuck on those words. His heart stopped for a second. Like it had hit home. “Not possible. I don’t like anyone. If I did people would look down on me. I’m not that fucking stupid that i’d fall for someone.” Bakugo thought as he heard Kirishima’s voice fade out, signalling the end of the song. His gaze fell on Kirishima once again, seeing Kirishima’s content smile would have made him run to the hills if he hadn’t stopped himself. “Right?”

“Oi Shitty Hair.” Bakugo said harshly as he ripped out Kirishima’s earbud. “The fuck did you make me listen to?” Kirishima looked at Bakugo, his eyes wide. He started beaming. “Its ‘Love Like You’ from Steven Universe!” Bakugo looked at him for a while and turned his gaze back in front of them, the dorm now visible. “It fucking sucks. We’re listening to my music next time.” “Awwwww Bakugo, come on…” Kirishima pouted. If Kirishima didn’t know better, he wouldn't have noticed the hesitation in Bakugo’s voice.

Now Bakugo was laying in his bed, with a phone in his hand and earbuds in his ears, a familiar soft piano playing. Was Bakugo reading into this too much? Maybe. Was Bakugo falling deep? Definitely. The more and more he replayed it, the more and more he realized that he had been shoving down an unknown feeling. “Did Kirishima put this song on specifically? No” he thought. But it did make him think. It made him think about how much Kirishima had changed him. He wasn’t so hot headed compared to the beginning of the year. Did he look up to Kirishima? Sure, why not. He was passionate and determined. He couldn’t stop thinking about how everyone loved him. Like something about his smile could entrance and influence anyone in the room. Then there's this stupid smirk he has. When he looks at Bakugo after he’s probably blown something up. Kirishima had this smirk each time and usually after he would follow his steps. They would destroy everything in their way. Bakugo couldn’t ever think about not having him by his side.Then he thought about the All for One incident. Bakugo was afraid to admit that he was truly scared, afraid that he was going to give up. Then he wasn’t, because Kirishima yelled out to him. Saved him. Bakugo was never like Kirishima. He was so nice so amazing so strong so caring so… loving. It finally clicked. “I’m a fucking idiot.” He jumped up, ripping the earbuds from his ears and stuffing his phone in his pocket. “Fuck it.” He had to change this tight feeling in his chest. Quick.

Kirishima’s peaceful nap was ruined with an abrupt knocking on his door. His hair was messy and to put it short, it was a bird’s nest. Kirishima groggily gets up from his desk, still not noticing the english paper stuck to his face. He stumbled to the door, bumping into various clothing and items on the floor. Kirishima let a yawn escape his lips as he stops in front of the door. “Who is it?” He says as he opens the door with his eyes only slightly cracked open. His eyes shoot open when he’s met with hard sharp eyes. “Bakugo! Why’re you here?” Kirishima quickly shakes himself awake, causing the paper to fall. Kirishima’s face grew hot. “I didn’t notice that on my face????? I’m probably a mess.” Kirishima thought forcing an awkward grin onto his face. Bakugo stood there. Still. “The fuck do I say? Do i just confess right here? Do i have to recite a poem like in those cheesy as fuck movies? Does he even think of me like that?” Bakugo thought. He didn’t think of what to say beforehand. Another moment in his life when he was a fucking idiot. “What the fuck am I doing???” He began to panic but didn’t let it show. Kirishima noticed the stiff silence and said, “You wanna come inside? It's a mess so I’m sorry!” Bakugo kinda just stood there, weighing his options, join him or detonate the fucking building. Bakugo was never the one for awkward moments and this was the worst time to have one. “Fine k-Shitty Hair.” Bakugo stormed in, passing Kirishima and placing himself on the messy bed. Kirishima didn’t fail to notice Bakugo’s slip when addressing him.

“Soooooo, what’cha wanna do? Video games?” Kirishima said as he closed the door behind them. He looked at Bakugo and noticed the expression he was making. He was thinking. Thinking on just how he was gonna tell Kirishima that he realized that he had pushing away some feelings. Thinking on how to tell him that he’s a fucking idiot. “Kirishima, I was wondering…” It was too late now. He had to tell him something. Kirishima noticed his struggle and stood up to the plate. “How bout we just- uh- study?” He knew how to deal with awkward situations but how the fuck did you deal with an awkward Bakugo? Kirishima kinda just stood there, not knowing what to do. Bakugo was like a puzzle piece. One that no one had yet to figure out. Kirishima was one of a few who were curious what would happen if you had solved the piece. Seeing Kirishima in thought had frustrated Bakugo, even more so, it made him anxious. So he did the one thing he was thinking about. “Eijirou.” A cold voice had pierced Kirishima’s ears as he looked up, seeing a pair of hard red eyes directly in front of him. He could feel his throat tighten and his face flush. Before they knew it, Bakugo had his lips on Kirishima’s. Now he’d done it. He kissed his best friend out of sheer anxiety and… love? Bakugo still faint to the word but at this point, all he could just focus on the fact that he felt a second pair of lips pushing into the kiss. Kirishima had kissed back. He kissed back. Bakugo pulled back with a dumbfounded look. “What the fuck did I just do?” A soft laugh filled the air as Kirishima closed his eyes, tears threatening to fall. “I don't know what you did but I just know that it caused me to love you.” You could’ve sworn that Bakugo had gone blind by looking directly at the piece of sunshine. Bakugo just stood there, his arms loosely around Kiri’s waist. They were both interrupted with a familiar tune that had just been noticed. Bakugo forgot to turn off his music. Had it been playing this whole time? How did they not notice??? Kirishima lowered his hand into bakugo’s pocket and pulled out the phone. Bakugo just watched as Kirishima pulled the earbuds from the jack and let the music play out loud. “When I see the way you look shaken by how long it took, I could do about anything, I could even learn how to love like you.” He looked up at Bakugo with a grin stretched on his face. “You were listening to the song I put on?” Bakugo just huffed and dropped his head in the crook of his neck. “Shut up.” “Love you too… Katsuki.” Katsuki fell. He fell hard.

[llzehs]

Be aware of jon-heel-moxley, a hate blog in the name of being a Dean fan

Since I got mostly psychos blocked on tumblr, I myself missed this. A follower brought my attention to it and usually I ignore pathetic creeps with no real life who spent all their time obsessing over others on internet (and with not more than 7 or 8 followers in total LOL) but I’m particularly addressing this cuz ever since I made an anon tumblr account to use on my phone (where no one is blocked), I have been seeing this one nutcase constantly polluting Dean tags with their never ending negativity, whining and bitching and I’m always like, ‘no fucking wonder Dean hates some of his fans.’

Surprise! That’s the same nutcase who’s screenshots are these from. 😂😂😂 I also realized this is the person who was sending me all that anon hate. And warning for you Ambrollins shippers/writers, if you are getting anon hate, this might be the creep sending you that.

Anyways, I was tempted to drag this nutcase for being such a whiner and always posting screenshots and name dropping blogs and writers and shippers behind their backs despite the fact that they themselves have a whole damn blog dedicated to being a creepily obsessive shipper. But I never did so, cuz I try my best to avoid getting into any kind of drama that doesn’t involve me directly. 

jon-heel-moxley, you are a goddamn psycho who is obsessed with negativity and think you are some kind of a moral compass or police around here. When you are nothing but a pathetic miserable loser who needs to find a real life and stop being such an obsessive creep spreading hate all the time bout everything and nothing. You bitch and whine and moan bout people who don’t even acknowledge your existence. Instead of blocking content that isn’t your cup of tea you sit on your computer and spend your whole day obsessing over shit that shouldn’t affect your life so much. And if it does, you honestly need to ask yourself what is your mental state. I honestly feel sad at how royally pathetic one person can be. How this is all your online life exist of. You can easily focus on being a Dean fan and celebrating him, but all you do is bitch bout other fans and shippers. The only thing that can help the kinds of you is to GO GET A LIFE.

People like you give Dean fans a bad name. I dunno why someone need to be so obsessed with a celebrity to a point where they act like everyone need their permission to be fan of that certain person. And the saddest thing is the most annoying and unlikable people are usually the ones acting like this lmao. Hell I’m sure if Dean ever encounters you in real life, you’ll make him so uncomfortable he’ll run a mile from you. At least shippers respect someone’s personal boundaries, and can differentiate between character and the real person. Acting like a brat over opinions and fake ships and stuff that is clearly fiction doesn’t make you look like a cool fan, it makes you look like a creepy nutjob.

Your only problem was I raised some legit points bout the toxicity of Deanee stans who continue to disrespect Dean’s basic wish of privacy (which you felt personally since you are one of those creepy obsessive stans that I hate so much), and that you religiously hate Ambrollins and everyone who ships it. Even if they are careful shippers like me who acknowledge and avoid the toxic aspects of this ship. I was able to get a following here cuz of my well based opinions, and when idiots like you realize you can’t counter them (since you don’t have any brains), you do the shittest shit a person can do. But at least in your case, your reputation speaks for you. 

Renee is a performer, who I was a fan of. I have a right to criticize her like you all criticize every public figure. Like Renee herself criticizes others on her podcast. But creepy Deanee shippers who live so far up Renee’s ass just cuz she’s married to their fav wrestler, what can one expect from you anyways? You have no life of your own and hence think everyone should be a blind brainless idiot like you. You cannot comprehend simple things like some people are just not likable and 2 people are not linked with each other about everything just cuz they are married or dating. You are the same invasive idiot who claimed on Dean’s behalf how he loves Renee so much and would never leave her like you know him in real life and how his marriage works on daily basis and what’s in store of his and Renee’s future 😂 Dean, your fav wrestler, the most private person on earth, yeah go on claim quotes on his behalf and it doesn’t make you look like a psycho. (Mind you, I’m not saying Dean doesn’t love her and would ever leave her, that’s his wife who he married for a reason. I’m only saying if antis are psychos, so are creepy shippers like these who claim things like they are a part of these celebrities real lives and know bout future and what Dean’s feeling and wanting when Dean himself is extremely private and rarely expresses anything bout his personal life.)

People have been calling Seth a slut puppy and princess for years, but no one bats an eye. Dare anyone call Dean something in the shipping content when its clearly the trend around here, jump on them cuz your loser asses cannot use the brains you were given and all you can do in your life is throw bitchfits like the bitches that you are.

People have been writing bout Dean’s injury and death experience left and right, and it was also used to gain sympathy and tension on-screen, but yeah, come at my fics and writing. That makes you look really legit 😂 My fics probably make you cry thousand tears a day cuz its a ship you hate. You are the kind who’ll be kissing ass of a writer doing the same thing if they were doing it with your OTP, Thank goodness you attacked someone like me who’s fully confident and aware of psychos like you and can see right through your bullshit. 

Fiction, ships, everything fake, and that’s what pisses you off all the time? Really shows your skull is pretty empty. You know what’s whack whack whack? Your utter blind stupidity. You know who needs to stop and fuck off? Your psychotic ass. Learn to mind your own damn business or shut the fuck up. Like your pathetic loser ass is allowed to pollute Dean tags and tumblr with your constant whining and childish bullshit, every shipper and fan is allowed to spent their time on tumblr however they want. If you were even decent enough, I would actually sit back and think bout upsetting someone with my content. But your blog content is good enough reason to roll on the floor, drag your ass and go back to being what I am, and that’s a blog people actually enjoy. A blog that’s not filled with hatred and constant negativity.

Seriously, some of ya all need to take a look at your life and ask yourself what are you doing with your lives if bitching bout others is your daily main activity. You are one sad depressing human. I pity you.

Oh, and by the way, slutbrose rules 😎 I’m gonna go write down another Ambrollins fic using Dean’s injury as an angst plot 😎 Seth’s also Dean’s Daddy 😎 Renee is unfit for the commentary job 😎 I’ll continue to embarrass your pathetic loser bitter asses cuz your tears and obsession is hilarious to me 😎

🖕🏻 

[chainsawbettyloo]

Title: Give Me Your Forever 

Pairing: Sidlink, Prince Sidon / Link 

Rating: 18+

Tags: Blowjobs, Fluff, Fluff and Smut, Established Relationship, Proposal, Marriage Proposal, Human!Sidon, Modern Day AU, Domestic Fluff 

Summary: Sidon pops the question via offering Link two rings - one of him and one for Sidon - and gets a response that is very much expected from Link: simple, honest and wholehearted 

Cross posted on my AO3! Prompt requests are still open so if you have an idea you’d like to read, send it my way! Comments, kudos, and reblogs are very much appreciated! Thank you! 

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When he stepped into their apartment, he found the entirety of downstairs dark but could hear that the tv in the living area was on. Closing the door behind him, Sidon tossed aside his keys without really looking where they landed (from the sound he made, he was certain he had, at least, made the table sitting underneath the coat rack), shed his jacket, hung it up and retrieved the small, brightly wrapped box from one of the pockets.

Holding it loosely in his hands, he stared at the top of the stairs, twirling the box around, nervousness gnawing its fingernails inside his chest. Taking a deep breath, he told himself in a firm voice that there was nothing to worry about. This was going to go smoothly, it was going to go alright, there was nothing at all to be worrying about. Right now, the proper emotion to be feeling was excitement. What he was about to do, it was going to be one of the biggest moments of both his and Link’s lives. It was something to look forward to!  

Which meant, he should probably get on with it. Tucking a tendril of red hair behind his ear, he unconsciously straightened his back, rolled his shoulders to relieve the tension that had settled into the muscles, then started up the stairs. All the lights, save for one lamp in the living area, were off. He hadn’t ever asked where Link had picked up the habit of turning off and making sure that all lights that weren’t in use were off. Really, there was no point in asking - he could guess easily that Link’s father was the one who instilled it in him, and most likely not kindly.

Turning the corner, he walked into the living area and chuckled. On the couch was a large, upright bundle of colorful blankets. To the untrained eye, it would appear as though someone had just thrown a bunch of blankets in a controlled chaotic mess onto the couch but he knew better. Contained within those blankets, tightly wrapped up in defense against the cold, was Link. Not an inch of him could be seen. Over the years, he had perfected the blanket defense, which allowed him to create a barrier that allowed in not a breath of cold. The blankets shifted slightly as at the sound of him giggling. Link’s voice, muffled and near incoherent, came from somewhere inside the heap of fabric.

“Heya.”

“Hello, Love.” Sidon replied, padding over to the couch. He plopped down beside him, momentarily setting the wrapped box on the side table. On the TV, some kind of cooking show was going through the steps of cooking what looked to be a cake of some sort.

The moment after he had sat down, the bundle of blankets was moving. Spreading his legs far apart, arms held up slightly, Sidon leaned back, knowing full well where this was going. In a surprisingly graceful movement, Link managed to move his fabric barricade and himself into Sidon’s lap. After squirming around for a short moment, he seemed to find the position that was right for him, relaxed back against Sidon’s chest and let out an audible sound of contentment.

Once he had stopped moving, Sidon lowered his arms so he could clumsily wrap them around the mass of Link and blankets. Resting his chin on top of what he was guessing was Link’s head, he asked, “How was work?”

“The Boss brought in cotton candy grapes today, and she meant for them to be used in a dish or something but we got into them. They didn’t last five minutes.”

“Cotton candy grapes?” Sidon asked, confused, wondering if they were exactly what they sounded like.

“Exactly as it sounds. Grapes that taste like cotton candy. They’re really good. I’ll bring you some next time.”

“Did you get in trouble for eating them?”

He felt Link shake his head, “Nah, cuz the Boss was eating just as many as we were so it wasn’t like she could get mad. What ‘bout you?”

“It was fine, though I did not get any cotton candy grapes.”

“Tragic, I don’t know how you survived the day without the awesomeness that is cotton candy grapes.”

Sidon chuckled, rubbing his cheek against the top of Link’s blanket defenses, “I did so with the promise that a beautiful, amazing man was waiting for me at home.”

A startled snort drifted out of the blankets, “Why you gotta be so sappy?”

“Because you love it, and you know it.” Sidon teased, wishing he could figure out how to peel back the layers so he could see Link’s face but past experience, which included an incident when he had accidentally gotten Link so tangled up that he had to resort to cutting him out with scissors, knew better than to start tugging and yanking.

“Yeah, yeah.” Despite the dismissive tone of his voice, he could hear the smile in his voice.

They both fell quiet, focus shifting over to the TV. Now, the brightly smiling woman who seemed to be the host of the cooking show, and who had the biggest teeth Sidon had ever seen was putting together a pasta dish of some sort. It actually looked incredibly good. He would have to see if they had the ingredients to make spaghetti for dinner. If they didn’t, maybe he could talk Link into taking a quick trip to the nearby grocery store.

However, before then, there was something he needed to do. Something that had, somehow, momentarily, slipped his mind. Glancing over to the wrapped box, he started to hear the worried whispers of nervousness once again. Not for the first time, he considered the possibility that he might be wrong in presenting this opportunity right now, that Link might not be ready for this. True, they had been together since Link had started college, so over five years now but still, this was a big step in their relationship. Not to mention, it wasn’t something they had actually specifically talked about it. So, was he in the right for bringing this up out of the blue? Should he have discussed this with Link first instead of just deciding it was the right time? What if he was wrong?

“Sidon?” Link’s concerned voice broke his focus on the chittering worries, bringing him back to the present moment.

“Yes, Love?” Sidon replied, giving his head a slight shake in an attempt to clear it.

“Are you okay? You tensed up real bad all the sudden.”

“Yes, I’m alright.” He said, mentally kicking himself in the shins for making Link worry. Taking a deep breath, he shoved aside all the doubts that were still swimming around inside his mind. Without giving himself time to hesitate, he picked up the box, held it out so that Link could see it and said, “I got you something.”

“Is it food?” Link asked jokingly, a tanned arm pushing out of the bundle of blankets. It snatched the box before retreating back into the warm protection.

“No,” Sidon chuckled, “please do not eat it.”

“Awww, well, then I don’t want it.” Link playfully whined amongst the noises of him ripping open the wrapping paper.

“Well, I’ll take it back, then.” Sidon held out his hand out in front of Link.

“Hah, no.”

He could hear Link crumpling up the wrapping paper. Struggling to keep the pace of his breath even, he began to fidget where he sat. The seconds seemed to stretch out into an eternity as he waited for Link to get the box open. In the back of his mind, the nervous chittering became a chorus, loudly wailing their tune that he had jumped the gun, he had made a mistake, that Link wasn’t going to say yes. He largely ignored their incessant noise, determined to not let his nerves get the best of him.

Suddenly, Link’s arm popped out again. It reached down, gripped hold of Sidon’s left arm, and pulled it inside the blanket defenses like a bird would yank in a length of straw into a birdhouse. There was some fumbling around, a little of Link mumbling underneath his breath. All the while, Sidon just sat silently, eyebrows quirked in confusion. However, his question as to what Link was doing was answered when he felt a cold band of metal being pushed to the base of his ring finger.

His heart leapt into his throat, trumpeting a triumphant fanfare all the way. Link had just put the ring he had gotten himself on his finger. That - there was no clearer indication that the answer was yes than that! Once the ring was snuggly in place, Link patted his hand then set about fumbling with something else. Quietly, reverently, Sidon slowly pulled his arm out, his breath catching when he saw the ring on his finger. He had picked it out, had taken a lot of time carefully choosing the matching pair for him and Link because it hadn’t made any sense for just Link to wear a ring but he hadn’t actually put the ring on himself before so he didn’t have any idea what it would look like. Seeing it now, on his hand, a clear and vibrant symbol of him and Link taking that next step, it was incredible.

“There!” Link happily declared, thrusting out his arm once more so Sidon could see.

If the sight of the ring on his own hand had been stunning, seeing the ring sitting perfectly at the base of Link’s ring finger was breathtaking. Reaching forward, he stroked the pad of his thumb over the smooth band of the ring. It was of a simple design, nothing fancy because that just suited Link best but, without a doubt, it looked truly, stunningly beautiful on Link’s hand. He was also delighted to find it looked right, as though it belonged there.

“What happened to getting down on one knee?” Link asked teasingly, rolling out of Sidon’s lap and shambling over to the side of the couch he had been previously sitting on.

“I had planned on it but you sat on me. Do you want me to give the ring back so I can offer it to you whilst on a bended knee?”

“Nope!” Link said happily, head suddenly popping up out of the blankets.

There was a delicate flush of pink along his cheeks. Blue eyes, vibrant with excitement and happiness, found Sidon’s, warming him from head to toe as love flooded his gaze. Smiling widely, he picked up his phone from the side table, messed with it for a moment then stuck his hand out and took a picture.

“Zelda is gonna flip!” Link giggled, frantically typing out a text message.

“So, I can take this as a yes?” Sidon asked, relaxing back against the couch, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

“No, I’m just freaking out, excitedly telling my best friend that we’re now officially engaged, I’m going to be getting married because I actually plan on telling you that I’m not interested.”

“Ah, well, it was worth the shot but can I have the ring back, then?”

Link didn’t even bother responding. Instead, he continued to tap away on his phone, obviously typing up a long, detailed message. Chuckling, actually feeling a bit foolish for having been nervous before, Sidon slid over to where Link sat. Wrapping his arms around him, he tugged him back into his lap, leaning down to pepper little kisses on his cheek, ear and jaw. Link leaned into him, snuggling close without taking his eyes off his phone.

“Does your Dad know?” He asked, tapping the send button.

Sidon nodded, “I told him I was ring shopping. I’m going to need to call him soon to let him know the results.”

“Probably a good idea but before that,” Link turned to offer up a soft, loving grin, “my answer is yes. I want to spend the rest of my life with you, Sidon.”

Before he could respond - not that there was anything in his rosy, hazy mind other than a continued soft note of absolute adoration for his Link - the man of his affections reached up, wrapped his arms around his neck and pulled him down into a kiss. Slow, thorough, warm and gentle - everything else, everyone else in the world faded away until there was nothing but the sensation of Link’s lips against his own, Link’s scent, Link’s warmth, Link’s taste. All overwhelming his senses, making his heart flutter wildly. Breathing out slowly through his nose, squeezing Link close to his chest, he returned the kiss with hungry enthusiasm. Sneakily slipping his tongue inside, relishing in the shiver that ran through Link’s smaller body, he took a moment to gently tease Link’s tongue before slipping back and lightly nipping his bottom lip. Link shuddered, and returned his nip with a harder bite. A jolt raced through Sidon’s body, sending goosebumps flooding over the surface of his skin. Warmth flooded his chest, rushing down to his stomach and then even lower when Link looked the lower lip he had just bitten between his lips and sucked lovingly on it.

“I’m rock hard, right now.” Link laughed breathlessly, cheeks bright red, eyes bright, focused and shining with excitement.

Feeling a little fuzzy in the head, as well as incredibly excited himself, Sidon easily, happily took the hint. Sliding off the couch, he knelt down in front of Link, managed to separate all the blankets (with considerable help from Link) until his lower body was exposed. He was wearing sweatpants, which left nothing to the imagination. There was a very obvious bump extending out from his crotch. Normally, he would take the time to do some teasing, some foreplay to make the next step even more enjoyable but right now, he knew both he and Link were incredibly impatient. Gripping the hem, he gracefully pulled down both the sweatpants and underneath, allowing Link’s erection to come bouncing free. He hadn’t been exaggerating. Even though it had just been a kiss, he was already standing to full attention, small drops of clear precum beading out of the tip. Link’s cock mirrored his body - small, slim and utterly delectable.

Heart pounding in his chest, skin flushed and overheated, his own erection pressing painfully against the confines of his jeans, Sidon scooted forward, yanking Link’s hips closer to him, using his shoulders to push his legs apart. Again, he would normally take the time to tease a bit, blowing, kissing anywhere and everywhere except the one place Link would want him to most of all, but he couldn’t make himself wait. His mouth was already watering. Leaning down, he opened his mouth, wrapped it around the head of Link’s cock, shivering at both the strong taste that immediately flooded his taste buds, and the loud, gasping moan Link let loose. Swirling his tongue around the swollen head, he took a moment to play with the slit before abruptly sinking all the way down to the base.

Link cried out loudly, one hand landing on the top of his head. Thin fingers weaved through his hair, gripping into the strands. Not tugging or pulling, but more just hanging on. Holding Link’s hips down with one hand so he couldn’t buck or thrust, Sidon hollowed out his cheeks, sucking hard on his erection, and began to bob up and down, rubbing his tongue against the underside, tracing the lines of veins, swallowing down the copious amounts of precum as best he could. Saliva began to slip free from his mouth, dribbling from his lips to slide down his throat. His other hand began to play gently with Link’s balls - stroking, kneading, massaging, driving Link closer and closer to the edge.

Above him, Link was quickly unraveled into a gasping, writhing mess. Glancing up, he was more than pleased, a little bit proud to find Link flushed deeply red, eyes clenched close, mouth wide open as pants, mews and moans tumbled from between his pink lips. The sight alone was nearly enough to make him cum in his pants. Unable to take it anymore, Sidon released Link’s balls so that his hand could fly down to the button of his jeans. Roughly yanking them open, then down, he shoved his hand inside of his underwear, wrapped his fingers around his own erection, jolting as an electric bolt of pleasure raced up his spine, and, without taking his eyes off Link’s face, began to pump his hand up and down. Quickly, his hand fell into rhythm with his mouth. Breathing hard through his nose, feeling his own orgasm pushing against the base of his spine, knowing through instinct alone that Link was also close, he picked up the pace of both his mouth and hand, determined to have them both cum at the same time.

Link actually came first. As Sidon was sinking all the way down to the base once more, his entire body tensed up, back arching, head thrown back, and let out a loud, sobbing cry of Sidon’s name. Sidon’s mouth was suddenly filled with scalding hot, thick fluid. Swallowing it all down, a tingling shudder rushed through his own body and, with one last hard pump, he came, covering the inside of his underwear with his release. Pulling off Link’s quickly softening cock, he dropped his head, shivering as golden waves of pleasure washed over him. Pulling in several deep breaths, feeling a bit dizzy, Sidon wiped his mouth with the back of his hand before raising his head. Link was practically mush. He slumped against the back of the couch, a small, satisfied smile on his face.

“Do I even need to ask if that was okay?” Sidon asked playfully, still a little breathless.

“Do you have anywhere to go tonight?” Link asked in response.

“No, nowhere.”

“Good, because that was good but I only want more.” Link opened his eyes, and looked down at him with a heated, hungry gaze, “I don’t want to be able to walk right tomorrow, Sidon.”

He had just come, his cock was already wilting but with those words, it immediately twitched excitedly in response. If Link kept talking like that, he would have a stiffy again in no time at all. And that was completely fine with him. Smiling widely in response, he lightly stroked Link’s thigh, and said in a low, husky voice, “Well, with your permission, I suppose I could work in devouring you all night long into my schedule.”

Link’s legs trembled. Pulling in a shaky breath, he noticeably swallowed, Adam’s apple bobbing, before saying, “Permission granted. Go call your Dad first, just in case you don’t get the chance.”

“Good idea.” Sidon agreed with a nod. Getting up to still somewhat wobbly, a little bit asleep legs, he grimaced at the sloppy, wet feeling in his underwear. Before he called his Dad to tell him the news, he needed to change. There was something just a little too weird about phoning his Dad while he was soaking in jizz. He made to move away when Link suddenly caught his arm.

“Do you want me to blow you first?” He asked when Sidon turned to look down at him, “I imagine it wouldn’t be pleasant to talk to your Dad while hard.”

Sidon chuckled, “I handled it. Thank you, though.”

Link stared up at him, uncomprehending for a moment, before his eyes widened slightly, “You jacked off while sucking me off?”

“Yes. Was that okay?”

Still looking slightly startled, as though the concept of doing both at once had never occurred to him, Link nodded, “Yeah, just wasn’t expecting that. Alright, go on and call your Dad. Tell him I said hi.”

“I’m going to change first, then I will.” Instead of moving away again, a thought occurred to him. Bending over, he gently took Link’s chin in his hand and pressed a soft kiss against his lips, “I love you. Thank you for being with me.”

Jolting forward to claim another kiss, Link whispered against his mouth, “I love you too. I promise, I’m gonna make you happy for the rest of your life.”

“I have no doubt of that.” Sidon chuckled, nearly bowled over by the eager, honest admission. For a moment, he was absolutely overwhelmed with love for his Link, nearly delirious with jubilation. This was the man he was going to marry, the man he was going to spend the rest of his life with and spend that life loving him. He didn’t know what he had done to end up so lucky but he was grateful to whatever or whoever had seemed it that he would fall for this beautiful, amazing man and that same man would love him just as much.

Knowing that if he didn’t move away, he would start getting all sappy and mushy, and that he really did need to call his Dad, he gave Link one last kiss then, as the big toothed lady on the TV, bid her audience a farewell, started heading towards the bedroom. Each step felt like he was walking on a cloud. Excitement thrummed loudly in his chest, sending shockwaves of joy racing throughout every inch of his body. Getting into the bedroom, he quickly stripped off his jeans and soiled underwear, threw on just a pair of sweatpants as he knew they’d be coming off shortly after he phoned his Dad, then retrieved his phone from the pants he had just discarded.

Punching in the number since it was faster than going to his contacts, he put the phone to his ear and waited until his Dad picked up.

“Well?” His Dad said on the other side of the line, his deep voice barely concealing excitement.

“He said yes.”

“I knew he would!” His Dad laughed loudly, and Sidon could practically see him slapping his knee in delight.

Plopping down on the edge of their bed, a massive smile on his face, Sidon listened to his Dad whoop with happiness at their engagement. There was a quiet shuffling behind him. He turned to find Link striding in through the doorway, once again firmly wrapped up in blankets. He flopped down on the bed behind Sidon, smiled up at him and held out his hand. After informing his Dad that Link wanted to talk with him, and getting an eager affirmation that he wanted to speak with Link as well, Sidon handed the phone off, laid down beside his fiancée, snuggled up close to his side, sighing happily when Link began to lovingly play with his hair, and simply listened as his soon to be husband chatted away about the engagement and soon to be wedding with his Dad.

[occasionallygrovyle]

Blog organization: A guide

Mama bird here, gonna give ya a rundown on how to make ur bloggos 👍👍 so y’all can gain more traffic and love for all ya lovely blogs and mons.

Been doing this pokemon blogging business for 4 years, been here and back, so lemme give ya the 411 on how to make them blogs sparkle n shine

Pokeask/daily blogs should be focused on exactly that: interactions and the such. OOC should be limited to munday memes and the such. I know some folks prefer to keep ooc meme prompts to weekends and munday, I’m more neutral on that. Do what you like, just tag it accordingly so people can blacklist if they don’t want to see meme content. Use a meme tag. I myself have a personal tumblr where I reblog all sorts of stuff, cuz tbh when I look at a blog I want to see stuff relating to the theme of the blog, not random ooc reblogs (been seeing a blog reblogging animals relating to their muse under a specific tag, I’d say that’s perf fine since it’s related, and there’s a tag that can be blacklisted if folks don’t wanna see it!).

But Yonder I want to talk to other people and jab about the stuff I like! How do I talk to others if I’m gonna clog up daily/ask content here? Fam I feel you. I talk bout myself all the time lmao. On my twitter, and in discord chats! Got twitter a year ago, It’s a perfect platform to get to know others better, and you can do memes there too! Nowadays when people talk to me via IM I redirect them to my twitter cuz it’s just easier for me. The formatting of twitter just makes it easier to start convos b/c everyone’s pretty much constantly making new convo starters you can respond to whenever. This is more of a personal note but I don’t really show my personality much here on my blogs so by looking through my twitter peeps’ll be able to better judge if we’ll get along!

Speaking of tagging: Abuse the tagging system! Got an ooc post? Tag it ooc! Got an art post? Use an art tag (you don’t have to, that’s getting fairly specific, but I do)! For example: I use the tag #out of park for my ooc posts. And specific mons are tagged as is too! So if someone wants to dig up a specific response they can via a species tag like #pangoro or w/e.

As a side note when people search up tags on tumblr, only the first 5 tags of any given post are put into those tumblr searches. If you want people to find your art tagged under #pkmnart or w/e, be sure it’s one of the first 5 tags in your post! This’ll make sure your content will be seen by more people who otherwise wouldn’t have seen it.

Have all info on a muse easily accessible (aka, a ref)! If I can’t find it within 5 clicks or so (this is relating to user interfaces in general on the web), I’m probably not gonna bother to dig around for it. Got other things to do fam, job, college, commissions, adult life n all that jazz. And we all know social media gives us terribly short attention spans lmao.

Clean up outdated material. Done with that meme you did a few days ago? Delete the prompt so it’s not cluttering your content. If you really wanna save those meme responses, make them into a private post, or compile them all in a draft and delete the original posts. It breaks my heart when I see a lovely blog, but I gotta dig through 10 meme prompts to see any actual content. I usually don’t follow a blog back if I see that.

This is a huge pet peeve of mine but Trim Ya Posts!! See this?

I’ll instantly unfollow if I see this. If you’re going to reblog something like this please, I implore you to 1) use ya personal blog homie, this really shouldn’t be on an ask/daily blog. 2) tag as #long post so that blacklist extension can do it’s magic. This extends to untrimmed rps. Xkit has extensions that allow for deleting the older replies in threads, so when you reblog something your followers aren’t seeing the same starter post for the 20th time.

What if I can’t get Xkit? Well, usually in that case the best alternative is to draw/make the reply and put a [previous post] link either above or below your reply! Trust me, your followers will thank you for it.

Some other tips:

Don’t use super bright colors for blog headers and themes. If them colors make my eyes hurt I’m avoiding it like the plague.  https://coolors.co/ is a great color palette generating site! How we perceive color varies from person to person but generally super saturated colors should be avoided for blog headers.

Don’t reblog 4 memes at once. It’s a bit much, at least to me;;

If someone’s taking requests and is asking for a reblogged ref, reply to the original post instead of making a giant thread of ref pics

People might be tearing into each other for w/e reason on your dash but honestly even if the people involved made it public don’t get mixed into it if it doesn’t involve you. Be mature and know when to mind your own business. 

Adding to this: talk about issues privately. Not everyone needs to know your beef with so-and-so unless they’re a threat to minors or they’re doing something undeniably nasty, ect.

Don’t gossip. Dude. You may not think so but we can tell who you’re vauging about. Just. Stop. Vent to a friend in private or something. 

Dumb anon bugging you? Just. Block em hun. Take a breather, they have no power over you. Just reply with  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ and move on. 

Communicate. If something someone does bugs you, talk to them privately. Vauging and gossiping does nothing to solve the problem except make it incredibly hard to discern what’s truth and what’s not in a situation.

Don’t force a friendship by saying “can we be friends?” It makes things incredibly awkward. You don’t become a friend with someone via request. The best friends I’ve made on here? I don’t even remember when or how we started talking, it just happened naturally.

Generally, peeps have an internet alias that isn’t their muse’s name. For example, my name is not Grovyle. My name is Yonder, and I don’t wish to be addressed as Grovyle as she is one of many fictional fabrications I have. She’s not my identity, not by a long-shot. I’ll only resort to using the muse/url I know them by to address someone if I literally have no other way to distinguish them in a chat.

Oneliners and incoherent sentence structure (not on part of the muse’s personalty but rather the person’s writing) on a regular basis in a response tend to make it very hard for people to reply or maintain interest. Though generally this applies more to text-based blogs where text is what people are coming to the blog for.

Ur all wonderful n I know many of you are new to this and I want you all to enjoy blogging and avoid the mistakes I made when I was a wee blogger back in 2013. Feel free to ask for clarification, I write this in an attempt to help things be more streamlined and easier for everyone in this community! And of course, I’m sure plenty of this is subjective on my part. 

Love y’all!