#never thought i'd have this much to write about

[literaryavenger]

Back To You - Bucky Version

Summary: You've always been there for Steve, and now you're watching him go back to the girl he always wanted. And Bucky's there to pick up the pieces.

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader, Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings: Angst. Maybe language. Fluff. My poor attempts at being funny.

Word Count: 1.7K

A/N: This was supposed to be a Reader x Steve story, but I was too tempted to make reader end up with Bucky. So I decided to make two separate endings, the original with Steve and an alternate one where she ends with Bucky, if only for @ordelixx who gave me the idea. I'd also like to thank @mrsbuckybarnes1917 for the idea and for helping me write about other characters. This is Bucky's version.

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You know what’s about to happen. You know he’s gonna leave, you know he’s not gonna come back, you know you’ll never see him again.

You know he’s gonna try to have the life he always wanted with the girl he always wanted. The girl he loves.

And that girl is not you.

You watch him as he says goodbye to Bucky, you know he knows as well as you do that his best friend isn’t coming back.

Then Steve turns to you and you try your best to smile.

“I wish I had met you earlier.” he whispers as he kisses you on the forehead and you know in that instant this is really goodbye.

You smile and nod, not being able to get a word out, willing yourself not to cry.

He walks onto the platform and soon he’s gone.

You’ve been by Steve’s side ever since he came back from the ice. You were the agent assigned to watch over him, you were there when he woke up and had to run after him when he freaked out.

You were there during the battle of New York, during the fall of Shield in DC, during the whole Ultron incident and in Lagos.

You were on his side for the Accords, and you were by his side in London as he said goodbye to the love of his life. 

You were there with him and Sam in Romania to try and help Bucky, you were arrested with them and then helped fight the Winter Soldier, yet again.

You were on his side to fight against Tony and the rest of the Avengers, you got arrested again and were broken out of the Raft by him.

You spent two years on the run with him, and fought next to him in Wakanda.

You watched his dumb ass try to fight Thanos barehanded and you were quickly knocked down when you tried to help him.

You snapped like half the universe and apparently lost 5 years of your life. You came back, thanks to him, and fought against Thanos one last time.

And now you're watching him leave.

You were there to help him get accustomed to the 21st century, you were there for him on sleepless nights.

You were there for him as he cried for his lost friends, his lost love and his lost life. He always came to you when he needed to talk, to be held, help sleeping and even advise.

And you were always there for him, falling in love little by little against your better judgement.

You’re brought back to the present as you hear Sam freaking out on Bruce because Steve missed his mark and didn’t come back.

You look at Bucky and you both know what this means. He gives you a sympathetic smile and you try to give a smile back but fail.

You look away from him and take a deep breath. You turn around and start walking away.

You’re done here, and about to break down. Something you never allowed yourself to do in front of anybody, with the exception of Steve.

And now he’s gone.

You get in your car and quickly drive away, not looking back. You drive straight to Steve’s apartment.

You’ve been staying there since you came back while the compound gets fixed since your old apartment has been someone else’s home for the past 5 years.

Five years. That’s how long you’ve been gone. That’s how much of life you’ve missed. 

And now you’re left to pick up the pieces of your life by yourself, along with your broken heart.

If you were completely honest with yourself you always knew it wouldn’t have worked with Steve. You’ve never thought you were remotely good enough for him, and that was before even comparing yourself to Peggy. 

There was no doubt in your mind that she was Steve’s soulmate, and you’ve talked about her enough times to know he thought the same.

You’re taken out of your thoughts by a knock on your door. You frown and cautiously walk to it, picking up your gun from its hiding place under the coffee table.

It’s probably nothing but better safe than sorry, right?

You take a peek from the peephole and immediately roll your eyes, lowering your gun while opening the door.

“I guess you weren’t expecting company.” Bucky says, more amused than anything when he sees the gun in your hand.

You make no attempt to try and hide your annoyance as you roll your eyes again. “What are you doing here, Barnes?”

It’s not that you don’t like Bucky, you just don’t know him all that well if not only thanks to the stories Steve shared of him in the 40s.

“I thought I’d make sure you were okay. You ran out of there pretty fast.”

“Yeah, well, he’s gone. It’s a done deal, don’t see why I had to stick around.” You say crossing your arms defensively. 

Bucky doesn’t seem to mind your response as he simply leans on the doorway and keeps talking. “He was disappointed not to see you.”

You frown, beyond confused by a single and simple sentence. Bucky smiles and elaborates. “He lived a life. And he’s old now, but still alive.”

“Oh.” is all you can say. Steve old? You can’t even imagine it.

“He gave the shield to Sam.” Bucky continues, just making conversation.

“Really? I would’ve thought he’d give it to you if he had to choose.” Bucky frowns a little and tilts his head, seeming genuinely confused.

“Why would he give it to me?”

You shrug. “I don’t know, you were his best friend, you’re a supersoldier. I guess I just assumed.”

“None of that matters, Sam is a good man. He deserves it.” He argues, then quickly adds. “Don’t tell him I said that.”

You grin and nod, then say. “For what it’s worth you’re a good man too, Bucky. Steve thought the world of you, trust me. He never stopped thinking highly of you.”

That was nothing more than a simple reassurance for you, but for Bucky it was so much more than that.

He knew you were talking about his time as the Winter Soldier. You were telling him that, even knowing about all that, Steve never let that influence his opinion of his former best friend. He still knew who Bucky was, deep down.

Bucky never heard words like that coming from anyone that’s not Steve, and you said it so casually, like you really believe it and to you it’s no big deal to just say it.

But for him, it was everything.

You didn’t know it then, but that was the moment Bucky started falling for you.

“Why are you checking up on me, Bucky? Really?” You say after a moment, breaking the silence that fell between you.

“Steve made me promise to take care of you before he left.” He said simply.

Bucky didn’t know it then, but that was the moment your heart broke completely.

You managed to keep yourself from breaking right then and there, but Bucky could see that something was wrong.

He didn’t push it though, making conversation a little more before saying goodbye with the promise that he’d be back the next day.

And that’s what he did.

In fact, he came back everyday, no matter what, to check on you.

It started out as quick visits where he wouldn’t even enter the door, then you started inviting him in for coffee because you felt bad he came to Steve’s apartment everyday, always refusing to let you meet him somewhere else. 

After a while you started inviting him for meals, to watch a movie or just to hang out.

You almost didn’t know how, but at one point you started to really look forward to Bucky’s visits everyday, getting excited every time he knocked on the door.

It was the best part of your day, really.

You knew Bucky felt the same, it was like you both knew what was slowly happening between you and you had a silent understanding not to discuss it.

You also never discussed your feelings for Steve, but you felt like Bucky somehow knew nonetheless. 

But the more time you spent with Bucky the more those feelings seemed to fade.

You still loved Steve, still missed him, you could feel yourself letting go of him with every time you spent time with Bucky, every time he made you laugh, every time your hands would accidentally touch.

You could feel yourself falling in love with Bucky and, this time, it felt right. This time you didn’t even try to stop it. 

And it seemed like Bucky felt the same way.

Time after time he became more bold with his flirting, with physical touch, until eventually he was shamelessly hitting on you and cuddling you every time he could.

And, when you made no attempt whatsoever to stop him, it was the only signal he needed to keep going.

One day, after about a year of his daily visits, he couldn’t hold back anymore and kissed you, overjoyed when you kissed him back. He asked you out right after and you didn’t hesitate to say yes.

It was the best first date of your life, but to be fair you’d been hanging out and basically dating for almost a year, so it felt simple. Effortless and uncomplicated. 

It was everything both of you needed. Your feelings for Steve were almost gone now, which is why you couldn’t even begin to explain what happened yesterday.

You were out with Bucky, hand in hand as you walked around the park, just enjoying the sunshine, when you could swear you saw Steve, not old Steve but your Steve, just standing there, looking at you and Bucky.

It was for a second, you merely glanced in his direction and by the time you turned back he was gone. 

Bucky didn’t notice anything, if not only the way you tensed and stopped in your tracks.

You thought about telling him what you thought you saw, but even you knew how crazy you would’ve sounded. So you said nothing and shrugged it off.

Because it was nothing.

Right? 

[cinnamanz]

CINNAMANZ'S 1K FOLLOWER EVENT

hey eyekons!! thank u all so so much for the love, being here w me and making this happen!! i never rly thought that this blog wld grow this big and reach this far, esp when i only made this acct to give birth to katseye fics that i saw were lacking in tumblr LMAO thought i'd take matter into my own hands nd by doing so, i was so incredibly touched by how welcoming and awesome this community is, and having the opportunity to watch our fandom grow bigger and bigger here in tumblr each day.

as a thank you, i'm planning on opening my inbox for any reqs from you for a whole week straight—possibly even longer, depending on how much reqs have been sent. pls also note that some reqs may take longer than expected, due to life outside tumblr and unfortunately, i do have the tendency to move from one fic to another, so there wont be any scheduling for the fics. also pls keep in mind to check the rules before reqing and that i'll only be writing for katseye. no nsfw!!

note that these r still wips nd can be subjected to changes!

happy reading :)

I'LL ENVY EVEN THE EARTH THAT WRAPS YOUR BODY — sophia laforteza.

⤷ on the night of her debut, sophia gave her heart to the one girl she was never meant to love in silence. they'd promised each other forever, a lifetime of warmth and love. but a kingdom is bound to have enemies. bound to lose men, treasures, have casualties. bound to break promises. sophia just didn’t think it would be hers. ❆ angst, slight fluff, character death, princess x knight, oneshot, 14.9k words

CRUSH — sophia laforteza.

⤷ in a sun-bleached southern town where everyone knows everyone, sophia is the preacher’s golden girl—sweet, proper, and untouched. she sings in the choir, smiles like she means it, and never steps out of line... except when it comes to you. you're the girl their mothers warned them about—leather jackets, cigarettes, and bruises on your knuckles. no one knows that sophia's been slipping out her bedroom window just to feel your hands on her hips and your cigarette smoke on her lips. in a world that worships purity, she’s been craving the ruin of you. ❆ fluff, mentions of homophobia, oneshot, ___ words

SNAP OUT OF IT — sophia laforteza. (req)

⤷ you and sophia are star volleyball players. rivals and sworn enemies. until a booking mishap on a tournament trip lands you both in the same room and the same bed. oh, things are sure about to get messier than your confusing feelings. ❆ fluff, rivals to lovers, oneshot, one bed trope ___ words

SHINE — sophia laforteza. (req)

⤷ you were the complete opposite of the girl who sat across from you. sophia laforteza, the popular girl, most sought-after by both genders, campus crush, cool without even meaning to, sat across from you with a sickeningly sweet smile on her lips and asking a question you knew she definitely didn't need help with. oh, you are so fucked. ❆ fluff, popular x loser, oneshot, ___ words

THE PROMISE — daniela avanzini.

⤷ jocks are as dumb as they look, and daniela will die on that hill. not only that, she was proven even more right when the campus jock, captain of the women's soccer team, came to her of all people about needing help with her declining grades. god, she hated jocks. but when money's involved and the jock's kind of cute, she might just be able to tolerate them. ❆ fluff, jock x nerd, oneshot, ___ words

MARGARET — lara raj.

⤷ lara believes in fate, in signs. you believe in keeping your head down and not getting hurt. but when your paths cross—quite literally—it feels like something meant to happen. ❆ fluff, stranger turn lover, oneshot, ___ words

HOW YOU GET THE GIRL — megan skiendiel.

⤷ smau wip.

GABRIELA — megan skiendiel. (req)

⤷ megan prided herself in keeping her jealousy in check, that, or the lack of material provided to her by her girlfriend to actually get jealous over. she's content. doesn't think she'd like the feeling of jealousy crawling up her torso and settling in the deepest pits of her brain and controlling how she acts. but when a particular incident at a party she'd dragged you to sparks up how possessive she acts, you ought to get her jealous more. ❆ fluff, established relationship, oneshot, ___ words

THE GIRL IS MINE — manon bannerman and megan skiendiel. (req)

⤷ manon and megan never expected to share an ex. even more so, never expected to share the plan of getting the said ex back. after countless of sabotages and petty schemes, the two end up teaming up. however, somewhere along the way, they start to realise that maybe, just maybe, their ex wasn't all that to be fighting over about. ❆ fluff, crack, love triangle, oneshot, ___ words

SOMEBODY ELSE — yoonchae jeung. (req)

⤷ hey siri, how do you deal with feelings for your bestfriend who you're fake dating because she wants to get her ex back? ❆ fluff, fake dating, oneshot, ___ words

A HARD DAY'S NIGHT — ot6. (req)

⤷ you wanted nothing more than a chill chat and gaming with the eyekons. foolish of you to think you'd ever get that living under the same roof with six other girls, who'd somehow ended up using you as a supplier. god, you should get paid for this. ❆ fluff, crack, oneshot, seventh!member, ___ words

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[phantomofthemountain]

Your boy has begun learning quads!!!

•ﻌ•𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯⋆ᓚᘏᗢ⋆♡⋆ᗢᘏᓗ⋆𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯•ﻌ•

Honestly, I never thought I'd be the type of therian that preforms Quadrobics. For a while I honestly thought quads were cringy and a surefire way of determining someone's validity as a nonhuman. But, as I've done more research and saw the joy it brought other Nonhumans, I began to feel jealous. They all look so free, happy, and confident. I wanted to be like them

•ﻌ•𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯⋆ᓚᘏᗢ⋆♡⋆ᗢᘏᓗ⋆𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯•ﻌ•

The problem, though, is that I have unmedicated chronic pain. Even just laying in bed is painful if I don't constantly flip myself around like rolling hotdog. So, I never really entertained the idea of doing quads all that much. Instead, I daydreamed about what it would feel like to be on all fours, to be feral.

But, for the past month or so, I've been getting better at understanding that, no matter what I do, I will always be in pain. And if I want to have any sort of quality of life, I need to learn how to be okay with that. I can't just rot in bed all the time as a way to avoid being in even worse pain, you know? If I have to be in pain, at least it's on MY terms.

•ﻌ•𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯⋆ᓚᘏᗢ⋆♡⋆ᗢᘏᓗ⋆𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯•ﻌ•

So, today I finally made the decision to begin learning Quadrobics. I set a bunch of rules to make sure I don't push myself too far or do something that could lead me to injury. I must stretch, hydrate, and asses my pain/energy levels before I even THINK of my front paws touching the floor.

I watched a bunch of different tutorials, stretched, and began learning how to walk. And it was... Interesting. I won't lie, it was extremely fun and affirming. But, it was also really scary and exhaustive. I underestimated how difficult it would be. I was unbalanced, my posture was all off, it was hard to breathe, and the whole time I felt like I was just falling. Just 30 seconds of walking was exhausting. I would do one lap around my basement, and pause for a few minutes to catch my breath. Then do another loop.

In total, I believe I completed about 10 loops today, and improved each time. But, there is still a LOT of learning and improvement I need to do. It's probably gonna take me a few months to feel confident and comfortable in my walk. I need to learn how to adjust my speed, to trust that I won't fall, to position myself more comfortably so I can breathe properly, and allow myself to slowly get into things so my heart doesn't explode lol

•ﻌ•𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯⋆ᓚᘏᗢ⋆♡⋆ᗢᘏᓗ⋆𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯•ﻌ•

All-in-all I am excited to start this journey and to have a new way to express my alterhumanity! It's gonna be a very slow process of building muscle, memory, rhythm, and posture. But, I feel hopeful! My pain/discomfort levels are good, and I feel excited to do more!

I don't know if I'm ever going to post videos of me doing quads as I do not have a mask and would like to remain anonymous. But, if you all find this interesting I may document my journey here through text!

•ﻌ•𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯⋆ᓚᘏᗢ⋆♡⋆ᗢᘏᓗ⋆𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯•ﻌ•

Anyway! (Unrelated rambles ahead) I know this post is longer than my usual, so, if you've read this far.. thank you! I've never been super good at summarizing my thoughts, and I'm not sure if anyone even reads these beyond the header. But, it's fun to write regardless! I enjoy letting you all in on this side of my life, and I'm incredibly thankful for the community we have here. I love you all and am once again so happy to be back! I have another long post coming in very soon and I hope y'all like it!

[kewpiekitty]

hey so how do you think Solomon, Simeon, Diavolo and Asmo would deal with human reader just dropping this bomb on them, “I’ve been looking into a way to extend my life span, so I can be with you longer… what do you think?” (Solomon proves a human’s life span can be extended. He is immortal human). So yea, what they do with a normal human wanting to stay with them longer than they normally would be able too?

a/n: hellooooo lovely !! i'm sorry it took so long to get this request done. i have genuinely been trying to figure out how to write this and tbh i still have nothing but i don't wanna let you down so i'm powering through it !!

this one is honestly the super short and i apologize !! if i get more ideas i may come back and edit this !

∘₊✧── how asmo would react ! ──✧₊∘

once your classes are over you run home, excited to tell asmo about the information you've stumbled upon.

you quickly enter the house when you arrive, barging into asmo's room to tell him of your discoveries.

"asmo!! i have something i need your opinion on!" his arms wrap around your waist bringing you into a tight hug. he inhales your scent and exhales softly, not wanting it to leave his nose.

"what is it my darling?" he parts from the hug to look at you. but keeps his hold on your waist. your face beaming with the bright smile you're wearing

"sooo...while i was chatting with solomon today he brought up the idea of extending my life span. which means i'd be able to be with you longer! what do you think?"

his grip on your waist loosens as his arms drop to his sides. his face has a grim expression on it. he looks worried but not turned off by the idea.

he doesn't know how to feel ! he'd be split down the middle. on one hand he wants you to be able to stay with him forever and on the other he wants you to live a full life.

obviously he isn't the avatar of greed but he can't help but be selfish about this. he wants you...no...he needs you to stay with him forever.

asmo knows he'll never meet anyone else like you. demon, angel, or human. no one will ever be able to understand him the way that you do.

his selfishness aside he wants your opinion on the matter. are you doing this just for him? do you really want to live for the rest of your life?

"i think that it would be a wonderful idea honey. but i want to know how you feel about it. would you be willing to really go through with this?"

you tell him of course you want to, that's why you brought up the idea in the first place. with your assurance he agrees to the idea

the both of you run to solomon to ask him about the process of making you immortal. the feeling in asmo's chest is warm, knowing his darling wants to be with him forever.

∘₊✧── how diavolo would react ! ──✧₊∘

finishing the errands you had to run for the brothers, you go to visit the young demon lord. otherwise known as your boyfriend.

you walk into the castle greeting barbatos as he fixes something for diavolo. heading up to the ruler's room and letting yourself in.

the neutral look on his face disappearing as soon as he sees you. he gets up from his desk and hugs you, planting a kiss on the top of your head as well.

"my love it's so good to see you. i've missed you so much." the man towers over you as he wraps his arms around your frame. you giggle thinking about the height difference.

"i've missed you even more diavolo." he grabs your hand leading you to his bed, sitting down and patting the spot next to him. "here sit down my love. you must be tired from running those errands."

as you sit down next to him he sees the unsure look on your face. "what's wrong my dearest? is there something bothering you?" "no of course not! i've just been thinking about something recently." he looks at you waiting expectantly for you to coninue.

"how would you feel if i wanted to become immortal. so that i could spend a longer amount of time with you?" his eyes widen at the thought.

he would say it's a bad idea at first. he believes a human should live through their full life span. plus he feels like it isn't right to ask you to do that. of course he'd want that, but isn't that selfish to ask for?

"i don't know about that my love..." his response shatters your heart. "do you not want to want me to be with you longer?" you feel silly for asking such a question but he doesn't allow that for long.

"of course i do! i just couldn't ask you to do something like that for me. that is just such a big request. something that you can't change your mind about."

you place your hand on top of his. "diavolo i promise you this is what i want to do. i want to be able to spend as much time with you as i can."

you try your hardest to persuade him, wanting nothing more than to live the rest of your life with him. no matter how hard you try he's still hesitant.

in the end he'll say no. not because he doesn't want you with him. but because it's too big of a decision right now. this is something that you could never undo.

he'll shower you with attention since his response upsets you, but you understand where he's coming from.

∘₊✧── how solomon would react ! ──✧₊∘

you're in solomon's dorm room laying in bed with him. your head laying on his chest and your legs intertwined, his fingers trace shapes onto your back.

you lift your head up and a soft call of his name slips past your lips, interrupting the comfortable silence that settled between the two of you.

"i wanted to ask you a question my love." he brings his hand up to brush a strand of hair away from your face. a small smile growing as he sees you. "ask away pretty."

"you know how you were able to extend your life? what if i also did that? so i could stay with you longer than i'd normally be able to." the question stuns him for a moment.

his hand is still on your face as he stares into your eyes. you stare back, looking for any kind of hint on how he feels about your inquiry.

he suddenly sits up, pulling you up with him. both of his hands are laced with yours. "that's a great idea y/n!"

he would think it's a great idea ! he's biased of course but he'd still think it's a good idea.

he's been alive for hundreds of years and he's enjoyed his extended time. he'd enjoy it even more by spending it with you, he loves you s much and he'd be so happy just to be able to with you for the rest of your lives.

solomon would definitely make sure it's something you wanted though. he doesn't want you to feel like you have to do this.

once you promise him that it was your own idea in the first place he readily agrees with you, excited that the love of his life wants to spend the rest of eternity with him.

he'd begin to tell you all the steps he took to extend his life, teaching you about the pacts he made and how he made them.

you two would stay up all night talking about how to execute your plan. you've made a lot of friends here in the devildom and you. want to stay with them as long as you can. especially your lover solomon.

[factual-fantasy]

24 Asks! Thank you! 🦷

Alrighty, here we go-🙌🙌

Episode 5 was pretty meh to me in some ways and my tier list hasn't really changed. Kinger still shines at the top of my favorites list. Even more so when he brought Pomni under the dark desk so he could think more clearly and help her with the adventure.

I miiight move Caine down from S tier to A, he's starting to get sus and his anger towards Zooble criticizing his adventures was not a good look.😔 I might move Pomni up a tier and mayyybe move Zooble up.. But Jax is still in the "no" tier.

I know, I know. everyone loves Jax after this episode. And I can admit that his sob story that hinted at an abstracted friend was nice and all, but it doesn't matter to me what trauma he has or what his coping mechanism is. It doesn't justify how badly he treats others, and he should not be getting away with it.

Lastly, something that really bothered me throughout the whole episode is Pomni saying "Do you guys know about his (Kingers) wife?" and NOBODY addresses it.💀

As soon as she said that I paused it to geek out, I was SO EXCITED to see what the others would possibly say! Only to have.. not even an actual distraction to anyone other then Zooble and Jax happen- and NO ONE mentions it. Why didn't Gangle or Ragatha say anything? They wouldn't have been distracted by the corn like Jax or Zooble, and they ABSOLUTELY heard Pomni. I was so disappointed that such a cool question was asked by Pomni, only for LITERALLY NOTHING to come from it. 💔

All in all, episode 3 still ranks as my absolute favorite👍

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I actually thought about going back and trying to draw it again after this post was so enthusiastically received. But looking back? The more I thought about it and broke it down.... ehhh, I really didn't like it. Which is why I haven't wanted to attempt to write the story out or post the rough sketches..

The comic itself was lacking, but the most important thing was the writing. Looking at it more critically, Gloria made a lot of decisions she would not have made which eventually led to mega Grimace. If I were to try and tackle that idea again, it would take a looooot of re-writing and thinking.😔💔

My symptoms are acting up today, which is making it hard to focus and draw. But other than that I am ok :) I hope you two are well!

@badlyblurry (Sent after this post)

I WISH I could have seen that- those both sound hilarious XDD

Also fat squirrels look like Chinchillas 🤣🤣🤣

So I've heard 😅🙄

@idk-wot-to-do-here

SCREAMSS THANYIIUUU!!! :DDDD There's a good chance you'll (kind'a) see him again soon! :DD

I never watched it, it just felt like it was a heartless sequel that was trying to expand on a complete trilogy just for money. At least that's how people described it-💔

I'm sure they'd love it! :DD I remember liking it when I read it! :)

It entirely depends on the character, but I can at least draw my factual fam from memory! :DD ..Just not color them from memory-- <XDD

@ardent-38

AAA THANKYOU SO MUCH!!! :DDD 💞💞💞

@spelling-is-a-curse

Thank you so much!! :DD And thank you for the media suggestion! I'll have to do some googling about it! :0000

@mossieeeeee

Thank you! But sorry pal, drawing requests aren't free! You gotta order one over on my Ko-fi.

And I can see the group mostly going to Sylvester for comfort. Considering his "ribbons" emit a soothing aura 🧘‍♂️

The main reason for me not having a cape as well, is Bibi, Jangles, Cici and Gerald all exist as dolls in real life. All of which have tiny quilts made for them.

To fit the theme, if I were to have a quilt cape I'd want to make one for myself in real life. And I just haven't really done that- 😓😓 I don't have the money for those materials anymore and never really had the motivation to sit down and make a full sized quilt..

Plus, I like that my sona is very simple and easy to draw. If I were to add a quilt to my design it would make drawing my sona take a lot longer.. 😮‍💨😮‍💨

(Referencing this post)

It reminded me of her too! XDD

@starrystratagemnova

Thank you so much! :DDD Also, you can find the answer to that in the FAQ (Frequently Asked Questions) in my pinned post! :)

@burningmusicfunnygiant (Link in ask)

If I remember correctly..

Bonnie was.. kind'a in shock I think.? He didn't really emotionally process it at all. He had been playing Freddy's high processing role as "main star" with a slow processer for so long.. he just hardly had the strength to grapple with emotions anymore on top of all that data he needed to process everyday.

I think what I wrote.. was when Bonnie saw them he kind'a just... didn't look them in the eyes. He didn't say anything and kind'a just.... walked away. Whenever they tried to talk to him, he would just look away and stare off into nothingness. If they tried to approach he would likely just gently turn and wander out of the room.

It took quite a few days, but Freddy was persistent and finally got though to him. He realized that Bonnie was manning the main stage all these years, which he is NOT programmed to handle. He must be so overwhelmed every single day... Equipped with that knowledge, Freddy was able to approach him and eventually got him to talk. Bonnie was struggling to express his emotions.. but he was able to say "I'm very glad to see you again... I missed you both very much.." before he went mute again.💔

Foxy was just beside himself. He had been trying so hard to keep everyone together and not let the grief break him. Now that he saw them again, now that he knows they're alive.. he just broke down. For all the time lost, for all the worry, all the recharge-less nights.. only to see them now. It was such a relief but it was also so crushing. They were here the whole time. And Foxy hardly even looked for them.

Monty was just like Foxy, he was beside himself. But he was more composed then Foxy. He was able to speak clearly and express how much they all loved Freddy and Chica and how dearly they were missed. Though he didn't have the composure to say much else.

Roxy originally didn't have the bolts to face them. Much like Monty in my AU- or at least in the rewriting of it--- she was so ashamed of what she'd become, and didn't want them to look at her. She felt responsible for the Glamrock era which was what sealed Freddy's fate, so she couldn't look him in the eye.

Anytime Freddy tried to talk to her she'd usually flee. But one he time approached her while she was alone, kind of cornering her. She was upset and kept looking away. Which made Freddy slink away in shame and apologies for his appearance. That's when she broke down in tears and approached Freddy.

She was NOT afraid of him or disgusted by his appearance, she just felt so ashamed for everything that's happened and couldn't face Freddy after wronging him so badly. Even if it was an accident. And she couldn't bare to see the saddened expression Chica would surly have when she sees what a jerk Roxy has become.

Freddy forgave her for everything even though she didn't need to be sorry. He gave her a hug and pat her on the back, telling her it was gonna be ok. She became a kinder and gentler Roxy after that.

Holy cow!! That's a lot of views! Congratulations! :DDD 🎉🎉🎉

@virtualworldfp5

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@beryl-shade

I fear that they could persuade me into giving them whatever they want 😔

Its the eyes isn't it? XDD

@endlesssuffering4ever

Candy diver cookie! :DD I should really go back to cookie run sometime- 😅😅

[orgasmic-rock]

The way people are just... genuinely perplexed when someone prefers Draco over Harry will never make sense to me. Like... do these people get how the human brain works? What makes it tick? Do they even go here?

(I'm not gonna talk about Ron because I've put enough effort into this and I just don't care about him like that)

So moving on, of course many people will be drawn to Draco over Harry. Personally I find Draco to be a much more sympathetic and therefore compelling character than Harry. Draco always faces consequences for his actions (sometimes unfairly so). He keeps getting beat up by others but always comes right back up. He tries. He makes mistakes, he fucks up, he has faults, sometimes he has moments where he's weak or vulnerable. The narrative is built against him and it's funny that JKR keeps showing him in a light that she thinks will make him unlikable while in reality it has the opposite effect because it humanises him. Truly, that woman's brain seems to be wired ass-backwards when it comes to, well, everything. Ultimately, Draco goes through heavy trauma and comes out a changed man, and isn't that attractive all on its own? For a human and a fictional character.

Now Harry on the other hand, has narrative protection. He's the ultimate Good Guy ™, the Chosen One, the Protagonist, JKR's self-insert. He gets to have his cake and eat it too. He never has to change in a major way because apparently he doesn't need to; it's the others who are at fault and have to come around to his own way of thinking and doing things. When he's majorly wrong about something, there's a disclaimer, a little loophole. The narrative never paints him as weak or vulnerable which I feel puts up a wall between him and the reader. Even though he goes through some heavily traumatic stuff for a very long period of time, I can't seem to find it in me to care that much other than intellectually recognising that yes, that boy has gone through horrific abuse his whole life. Basically he loses humanising points, so it's hard to relate to him in that most intrinsic way. Sometimes the narration gets so preachy when it comes to him and certain other characters that back when I read the books it completely took me out of the story (though you can certainly apply watsonian logic to this).

tl;dr: Draco is relatable, Harry isn't.

So anyway, yeah, I wonder why that Draco character is so appealing to so many people 🧐

Now I'd go on a rant about the second part of your post (because I agree with it obviously) but trying to put my thoughts in some semblance of order has wiped me out so I'll just add that I recently found your blog and I just keep nodding along to so many of the things you write. It's always a pleasure to find other like-minded people around. See ya!

I can't believe that in 2025, I still see posts questioning why Draco is more popular than Ron or Harry. If they're so against his growing popularity, instead of blaming the people who like him, why not blame jkr for giving him his own arc instead of keeping him as a minor character whose only purpose is to get in Harry's way?

At this point, it feels like these people only hate Draco because of his growing popularity, and most of it comes from envy that their favorite character didn’t achieve the same level of fame. It's funny how the ones who hate Draco end up acting just like him in the first five books.

The worst part is that some people who call themselves Drarry fans agree with this mindset because, in their eyes, Draco will always be beneath Harry, and they will never be equals. To them, Harry is someone unreachable for Draco, and it's only because of Harry's kindness that he "accepts" Draco as his partner.

And with Draco's growing popularity, there will inevitably be people who favor him over Harry, which they cannot accept. So, they keep bringing up all the bad things he did as a child while purposely ignoring the fact that canon clearly shows Draco has moved past that phase and is no longer the same person he was back then.

[thepoisonroom]

this is going to sound insane but was hot mean tech lady in the effective altruism / rational altruism cult lol. i ask out of curiosity bc i think its so funny (tho bad) how it infiltrates so many like. polyamorous STEM social circles

literallyyyyy was and i didn't realize until after things ended between us because she was like 'oh i'm really into philosophy' and i was like hmmm pink flag but you are very hot..... i had read like a very neutral article about ethical altruists in some magazine years before so thought they were just kind of ultimately harmless ascetics

it's so hard to explain to people who haven't been in the bay area dating scene just how insane the ea/longtermism crowd is. i was also working at a bay area bookstore at the time so got a really good insight into their obsession with like. attached and daniel kahneman and whatever.

idk i'm literally presenting at an academic conference about their like apocalyptic cult freak shit just so i can talk about how insane it is. if you ever want to talk about this hit me up lol. or even if you don't this wired article was a really lurid wild tale abt rationalist shit

[shannonsketches]

I grabbed a bunch of caps for that last post so here's a few more in my favorite genre of bejíta

[youchangedmedestiel]

Had a convo with my sister who's still watching Supernatural and I think just watched episode 13x09 "The Bad Place". Warning this might be an idea for a fic, a crack fic even but for laaaaater, in the meantime please enjoy our convo:

My sister: Are there really going to be dinosaurs in Supernatural ????????

Me: No lol just one episode

My sister: Oooooooooooooooh *disappointed face*

Me: They didn't have the budget, and it wasn't the goal of the show in the first place, dinos aren't exactly supernatural beings after all

My sister: It's true but you can have ghost of dinosaurs then

Me: That's not wrong, it must be hard to deal with though, being haunted by a t-rex

My sister: Well yeah, the big tile (litterally translated from French to English because I don't know if there's an english expression for it and the meaning of this expression is like having a big tile falling on your head)

Me: You need a hell of a lot of salt to get rid of it. Must be hard to find the bones too

My sister: *laughing* you need to burn museums or break fossils

Me: Yeah totally, the dinosaur could definitely haunt the museum, but I wonder what his unfinished business would be?

My sister: it did take a meteorite on the face

Me: Yes but if the bones remain, I think it died before the meteorite. I think it got into a fight with another dino

My sister: Also. Or a story of cheating. So many possibilities

Me: Totally, but it's too bad they didn't explore those in the show

My sister: Yes, I'm disappointed. They sold me a dream with that big paw on the ground there

Me: I understand. I am too now.

[vaguely-concerned]

ingellvar must have so many strange off-putting little personal habits in their day to day life that they don't even realize come across as weird, especially if they haven't ever dated outside of the watchers much. in rye's specific case I think lucanis has a capacity for such immaculate 'sure my life is already so fucking weird this might as well happen' energy that I believe he'd be able to roll with the punches admirably given the time, but it really would be a situation like

(what was going on there was that rook was placing down some experimental wards, by the way, it's what he does to calm down before bed and if he wakes during the night. what with the necropolis itself being a liminal space of lf sorts on a cosmic scale, watchers take the additional liminal space between wakefulness and dreaming extremely seriously b/c they know there are things drifting through that would just love to get their foot/tentacle/conceptual spores in that particular half-ajar door that should not be allowed inside. or outside, I suppose, depending on your point of view. rook and lucanis are also experimenting with whether solid wards can help any with lucanis' weird post-spite dreams even if they can't do anything for the more mundane ptsd ones. third reason because in my worldstate they still live in the lighthouse after the game: unless gently dissuaded wisps will sometimes drift by while you're asleep and hover over your face curiously as they sense your mind doing stuff in the fade, and no one likes waking up on an eldritch sneeze with a well-meaning yet terrified wisp zooming about the room. important watcher novice 101 lessons.

blessed mental image of rye cross-legged on the floor, barefoot in his PJs with his hair down and no makeup, peaceably tracing out elaborate geometric shapes that somehow make your eyes scared when you look at them* while lucanis sits on the bed and reads out loud to both him and spite and occasionally sneaks some carnal looks at rook's fully unleashed curly hair and bare wrists & throat...... okay I think I've found the thing that will help me through the day thank you for coming on this journey with me)

*what is the paint he's using made out of and why is it such a deeply unsettling colour? don't worry about it! :) patented mostly well-meaning yet also borderline condescending mortalitasi hand wave of 'don't worry your sweet little non-nevarran head about it we both know you don't actually want to know. do not ask questions lest you learn the answers, especially if you're going to be annoying at me and freak out about it. let the things man was not meant to know stay unknown. unknown by you I mean I'm built different'

[rat-spit-village]

wip wednesday

been working on something totally random this week as a palate cleanser before i get back to some older projects (i swear i really want to write a follow up to that fade prison one-shot i wrote back in february. i swear i swear i swear) but anyway here's hawke being petty in cullen's office in skyhold, as is her right:

"Knight-Captain.” It was a pointed slight, for certain. He couldn’t shake the distinct impression that she had been looking for him. It was irrational, of course, but she was slippery like that. She would stick out in a crowd of hundreds, and yet was impossible to locate unless she wanted to be found. It was uncanny. Cullen suddenly racked his brain, asking himself if any of the papers on his desk were especially classified. He worried she had perhaps gained some intelligence she should not have, being allowed to stalk around the fortress, unwatched as she was. And then he remembered, they were not in Kirkwall any longer. There was an entire ocean separating them from that hole of a city. Cullen had an enemy, and it was Corypheus. Not a rebel-sympathiser, worn thin from years of grief. For the time being, at least, they were on the same side. “Champion,” he greeted her. “That is… That is no longer my title.” “Of course. Old habits,” Hawke explained with a sharp smile and a shrug. Disingenuous as ever. “Now you have a most impressive new title, I hear. You’ve done well for yourself.” “Thank you,” he replied stiffly. “I am fortunate to have found the Inquisition. It’s a cause worth fighting for.” “Who would’ve thought those would be so very hard to come by.” Her sarcasm was difficult to parse, at times. It dripped, black and bloody, from every cell of her being. All her words and gestures, cloaked in a shadow of indistinct derision. With the relentless stabbing in his eye socket, Cullen lacked the means to parry today. Instead, he simply shrugged his shoulders, since he had found in his three decades that there was more truth to her mockery than she seemed to realise. “Quite.”

gently tagging @brennacedria @huldine @operative-arrow @broodwoof <3

[dafpork]

the thoughts are returning (making a comic adaptation of the actor au alongside the actual writing)

[nox-in-a-box]

Thinking about them again and realising that I don't like the idea that Greylock was practically a bully to Cedric in their schooldays or that Cedric hated him. To each their own, but I think they're just two dorks with a bit of rivalry who get super competitive at times. They get along quite well together when they're not competing! Well, and when Greylock's not pranking him. He's just the annoying friend, I guess. I don't want Greylock to ever stop being annoying, and I want Cedric to be seriously concerned if he does stop.

As for why Cedric wouldn't consider him a friend: this is Season 2 Cedric. Literally his whole arc is about friendship.

[im-an-anthusiast]

Bleed for God 

Grovel at the altar, spill blood 

Pray a little louder, come now 

Make a sacrifice for – the God 

Cry a little louder, come now 

Hand in hand, fingers intertwined 

Pulled away, they await breakage 

A presence, that can’t not be loved 

Pulled away, it can’t not damage 

Grovel at the altar, spill blood 

I’d pray louder if... I knew how  

Make a sacrifice for – my God 

Cry a little louder, come now 

Your lips, such a sweet remedy 

Ripped away, unsealing the wound 

Healed by your voice’s melody 

Ripped away, by its absence doomed 

Grovel at your altar, spill blood 

I’d pray louder if... I knew how 

I sacrifice for – my one God 

Lose myself in sobs, as I bow 

Your touch, my one point, goal in life 

Without it, what’s my direction? 

Your touch, my sacrificial knife 

Without it, I have no option 

Grovel at altars, spilling blood 

Chanting all the right words to say 

Sacrificing for – every God 

Why can’t you love me the same way? 

[viric-dreams]

Weeks after learning of the Commodore's death--when he could no longer lie in bed consumed by grief, after he was forced to get up, to feed himself, to keep going--Roberts had visited the Dark-Spectacled Admiral. There was no love lost between the Admiral and the Commodore over the years. Roberts had heard plenty of the stories of the Commodore's frustrations upon return from his many trips to London. He hadn't seen the Admiral himself since he was barely more than a child. Yet he had to try.

As the years had gone by, the old guard had slowly faded out of the picture, until there were so very few people left who remembered the olden days. Remembered the Commodore as Roberts knows--knew him. The man who was full of jokes and life, whose charisma captured a room. One who cared. A man who'd spent hours yelling encouraging words through a layer of crumpled steel, trying to grant some level of comfort to a trapped and terrified child, to at the very least abate some of that terror in what could've likely been his final moments. The man who had slowly faded into placidity and smiles and bright nothingness as the years had gone on.

The Admiral was no friend to either of them, not since the schism, but perhaps he might remember the friendship the two had once had. Perhaps he might care that he died. Perhaps there is someone else who remembers the man, the same one Roberts does, and feels something at his passing. He has to try.

He adjusts his spectacles, hiding the puffiness of his eyes from view, and knocks on the door.

[ccmatta]

please, enlighten me of some more Linda headcanons 👁️👁️ (if you’d like to)

Ok, wow, so... I'm still building her, I don't know if I have that many (edit: I do, lol). I don't even have her last name yet lol. I just started liking her a lot after she ended up having a big role in my m2 longfic. But her real name is Lile (like Lily, but... different lmao). She's still a work in progress and I guess I'll have something more solid after writing more about her. that said, ok, the things I have for now (edit: and I'll put under the cut because it's getting too long lmao):

She's around 1 year older than Matt and Mello.

She's extremelly grounded, practical and knows what she wants. I can quote a scene where Matt asked her why she wore pigtails ("childish hair style" he said) being 16, she was like "I like it" -- and she's like that with pretty much everything. At the same time, she gets excited with silly things, is pretty lively and doesn't care too much about what others think. In my longfic, Matt describes her as something like "she can turn from a grown up to a child in a blink".

Which brings us to the fact that she meddles too much into people's lives. She has that mentality that people are a good source to create things and this makes her want to really get to know people, as if they're the art itself. It's her reason to get closer to Near (as much as she can because that boy is difficult lol), and even Matt (and I think Mello scares her lmao so she doesn't even try). People fascinate her. But that made her be seen as annoying growing up at Wammy's. And that leads us to something i'm not 100% set yet (but maybe 90% xD): all this makes her decide to study neuroaesthetics when she's at/after university.

She had a small crush on Matt for a while. And when she finally got closer to him (after Mello's left), it grew way stronger than she was confortable with.

A little quote that serves as an exemple of how I write her:

Linda: You look awful. Matt: I know. Linda: Want to talk? Matt: Not really. Linda: Okay, I’ll just sit at your desk and draw, then.

And this one from another thing i've just finished, when asked what she'll do after Wammy's:

“Well, following in L’s footsteps? Probably not. Near’s already gearing up for that. And even without–“, she nearly let something slip about Mello again, so she stifled the words before they escaped. “…without Near doing it, I’m just third in line, no chance. I’ll live my life. Go to college. Grow as an artist. There are some research fields I’m pretty interested in.“

Now, backstory that I'm still trying to figure out, so don't take it as a 100% done:

Before Wammy's House, she basically took care of her sick parent (maybe mental illness, maybe physical, who knows). And maybe that's why she's quite centered. She only had one living parent (either mother or father, idk yet), so when they died, the path was like random orphanage -> oh look she's so smart -> watari comes -> she arrives at wammy's. Or something like that. I don't remember how old she was when she appeared in my fic for the first time, maybe 12~13, and I don't think she got there too young either, so maybe around 10~11.

I thiiiiiiiiiink she's from Ireland? asfdhuasofhasoihd

I'm inclined to make her parent having some kind of mental illness because I write Matt pretty depressed after Mello's gone, and she knows how to deal with him.

Now random stuff. I'll repeat myself from the last post: oh she totally listened to Jonas Brothers and McFly. Any boyband, actually. Backstreet Boys? Oh hell yeah. If she could, her room'd be filled with posters. She liked manga too, mainly because of the art style -- and she read shoujo the most. She kinda dated some random guy at Wammy's.

aaaaaaaaand done :D ashdoasidh that's what my version of Linda is becoming. At the moment I'm pretty obsessed about her. I know she's basically an OC but I don't care, I love her and she's canon 😡 And I liked the way I wrote her and Matt interacting. How she grounds him and yet they can be completely silly together. And how she's the oposite of Mello; she's something stable. Something I believe Matt'd need after his boyfriend best friend left. And, by what I've wrote, she brings back something Matt thought he had lost inside him. (yeah, she was made initially to support Matt, but who caaaaaaaareeeesssss)

And the first drawing I made of her, to make my post pretty: