#oh i am so soft rn!!!

[tvrningout-a]

i got to finally meet my friends’ baby and i :’ )))) he’s such a cute lil stinker and i am simply smitten 💜

[peppermintmochafem]

Butch falling asleep nursing on me when??

[fuckdamn]

everytime i’m faced with wild overt misogyny that’s just platformed like it’s nothing i remind myself that people don’t actually have to feel this way about women. men are fully capable of treating women like human beings and viewing them as such. “but socialization but male fantasies but patriatchy speaks through us even when we don’t recognize it” sure but actually regardless there exist men who are fundamentally not raging misogynists and they generally seem happier and better adjusted. misogyny to me isn’t disappointing because “oh i can’t believe Men, as an essentialized category of person, are like this” it’s disappointing because people make the choice to be like this. “it’s my biological imperative as a man to dominate you” okay well it’s my biological imperative as a freaky bitch to dominate you so what now. what biological imperative is making you comment “onlyfans detected opinion rejected” on every picture of any attractive woman. i think i will always be understood by most people as a woman and i’m learning to accept that and trying to like it but misogyny makes me feel very trapped of course. but misogyny is a choice. which means some people make the choice to be misogynistic which is profoundly frustrating. but many other people choose not to be actively misogynistic and i believe anyone could choose not to be actively misogynistic if they wanted. so it’s a whole thing

[kimsohn]

𓇼 10:45 pm

pairing . sunwoo x gn!reader about . 607 words, fluff warnings . mentions of getting mugged (?)

the once sunlight-illuminated street is now replaced by the yellowed lamp posts as sunwoo walks home, his tired eyes following the reflection of his shadow on the pavement. it's late, far too late to be walking home from practice, but sunwoo concludes that the short walk back to his apartment and his track skills will be enough to keep him unharmed.

besides, it's his birthday. the universe should at least be kind enough to keep him from being mugged, right?

the road ahead of him seems long and unnerving, but his building comes into focus just a few steps forward and does much to calm him. he spots the faint glow from the window of his flat on the third floor, wondering if he accidentally left the lights on, but nevertheless unlocking his apartment cautiously enough to stay aware of any robbers. maybe the universe wouldn't be so kind after all, he reasons.

however, he quickly realizes he has nothing to fear once his room comes into focus. sitting right before him on the mahogany coffee table, fast asleep behind a pink-frosted cake is you.

locking the door behind him, he crouches next to you, placing his keys near-silently to not wake you. but the effort is a waste anyway because he quickly pats your shoulder to signal you awake. he watches you recount your surroundings, blinking your sleepy eyes awake before turning to look at him.

he could get used to the sight of waking up to your tired eyes every morning. oh, how he is in love with you.

"sunwoo," you whisper unintentionally, probably due to waking up so abruptly, "you're back. what time is it?"

"it's around 11. what are you doing here? did you want to surprise me with a cake?"

"yeah, i did," you mutter sheepishly, ruffling your hands through your hair, "but i think i fell asleep. i'm really sorry about that; this probably wasn't what you were expecting."

sunwoo wants to tell you that he'd redefine the word surprise to mean anything you wanted it to be, that anything you did for him would be perfect as long as you were together. the mere thought of you baking this cake for him and trying to stay up long enough to blow the candles out with him warms his heart inexplicably, but your tired face makes him deduce that you probably don't need a thinkpiece of his love professions right now.

"it's okay baby, even just you being here with me is enough for me.

he lights the candles, the flame flickering just slightly to illuminate your face better. even with the lights on, the area where you're seated is still a little dim, but the candlelight does enough to highlight your features and fan your face nicely. you're too busy straightening the cake to notice the lovestruck expression sunwoo has, and he's glad you can't because he'll never hear the end of it if you do.

you softly start singing the happy birthday song, voice slightly patchy and muffled from sleep, but sunwoo thinks it's the most beautiful thing he's ever heard. when you reach the end, he blows out the flames softly, wishing for a lifetime of being by your side.

the clock strikes 12 as soon as he opens his eyes, and your giddy face is something he'll treasure forever.

"happy birthday my love. i know i couldn't be the first person to wish you that, but i wanted to be the last."

and sunwoo hopes the look on his face can tell you that in all honesty, your words are the only ones that matter to him.

[androidboy]

i love my gf dearly. but she is very much often oblivious to things and still not well informed in how to talk to someone who has struggled with eating disorders and body dysmophia for over a decade

[goldensunset]

I BEAT CYNTHIAAAAAAAAA

[sparky-is-spiders]

Title!

there was teeth in their kiss

Okay so I won't lie, this one really got away from me. I had like three different ideas and I was like "I'll just write a really short scene for all of them!!" only for the "really short scenes" to get... progressively longer. Oops?

I have two Lizardverse fics and one TMA (JE) fic. Because I don't want my Lizardverse stuff showing up in the JE tag and it's also The Longest One, so you can check the notes of this post to read it.

Also gonna be real I wrote these at ass-o-clock at night and Did Not Edit them, so.......

Oh shoot wait warnings! They only apply to the second one (you can stop reading at (Amaldyne)).

Body horror/mouth horror (mild?)

Non-consensual touching (non-sexual/non-romantic, but I figured I should still warn for it just in case)

(Send me a fic title!)

(Important Lizardverse Context (TM): The Overseer is a creature called a Grotle (think ankylosaurus but bigger, spikier, and omnivorous). He's also a very dangerous necromancer. His real name is Mihzarch (pronounced Miz-ark), and these are used somewhat interchangeably. Leoshgon wields a sword called the Godslayer sword. It's a very deadly semi-sentient sword that's bonded to his soul. He's also a Noctar (a much smaller, fuzzier mammal species.))

(Leoshgon) The Overseer liked to put his teeth to Leoshgon's throat. It happened in the night, mostly, when Leo was curled against Mihzarch's heavily plated body, throat bared in offering for the Overseer to do as he would. He was always very gentle, of course, and very careful. As if Leo was a priceless, fragile heirloom, not the most dangerous weapon in the world. But there was a pressure there, and Leo could feel the shape of the teeth even through his mane: the wide, shearing ones in the back; the broad conical incisors in the front, wet with saliva and dreadfully cold. The puff of chilled breath sent shivers down Leo's spine. Leo wasn't sure he liked the sensation, really. It was uncomfortably damp, for one, and also sort of boring to be held in place for so long (aside from that brief spike of fear, which really wasn't fair to Mihzarch at all, because the Godslayer Sword was the real danger here, but- that wasn't the point anyway). But he always bared his neck willingly. And when those massive jaws closed so sweetly around his throat, he leaned into it. And then Mihzarch would let out a happy rumble that sang through Leoshgon's entire body, and all would be well.

(Important Lizardverse Context (TM): Amaldyne is currently a (semi) unwilling servant of the ever-starving god of hunger. Eityr is weirdo freak bestie who want her to become as powerful as possible. Their relationship is. Uh. Weird. Amaldyne is a dragon becoming something More, Eityr is a Noctar)

(Amaldyne) "Show me." Amaldyne didn't look up when Eityr entered the room, nor did she turn to face her. In fact, she did not acknowledge Eityr's presence in any way at all. No matter. Eityr would not be so easily dissauded. Amaldyne's desk was strewn about with massive tomes and piles of documents and about a dozen bits of charcoal. It was as if some great beast of parchment had been savaged and slain atop it, and Amaldyne was trying to read the future in its bones. With a flick of her wrist and a stretch of her power, Eityr relocated them all to the floor, then hopped up onto the now-cleared metal. Amaldyne slowly raised her head to look at her with exhausted irritation written plainly all over her snout. "I want to see," Eityr said, "so show me." "Show you what?" the words were accompanied by a hiss of displeasure, but Amaldyne's wings remained loose and relaxed by her side. Unhappy, but willing to indulge. Were it anyone else, Eityr would find that infuriating. "Something happened, didn't it? There's something-" 'wrong' wasn't the right word. Whatever it was, it must surely be the opposite of 'wrong,' but Eityr struggled to think of an alternate descriptor. "Something happened to you, and I want to see it. Show me." Amaldyne nudged her down off the desk. "I have no idea what you're talking about, Eityr, and I don't have time to engage your every childish whim either, so please-" Sick of waiting and on a whim, Eityr grabbed at Amaldyne's lower jaw and yanked downwards. It split right down the middle, and the insides were coated with teeth that had not been there only a moment ago. Amaldyne let out a proper snarl then, shock intermingled with an animalistic rage. Her tail was poised to strike, stinger gleaming in the low light. But the tell-tale glow of dragonsflame never touched her throat, and so Eityr felt comfortable in running a paw along the seam where Amaldyne's mouth had split. No venomous fangs sank into her fur and no bite crushed the strength from her writs. Of course not. Amaldyne had always been content to let Eityr do as she would, why should this be any different? After a moment, Amaldyne pulled away. Her jaw clicked back together, and she watched Eityr through slitted, appraising eyes. "Satisfied?" She asked? Eityr saw no reason to lie. "No."

[fromaliminalspace]

Well. Just finished (though knowing me I'll still keep adding brushstrokes ad infinitum nonetheless) a monochrome ink painting sketch of the maestro as a warmup for actually painting (instead of procrastinating out of fear to irrevocably fuck it up, you know) the long intended watercolor portrait. And I thiiink I'm actually happy with how it turned out?? At the very least in case I won't be able to finish the main portrait there will still be this one, so it won't be nothing ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[mostlymaudlin]

….

[keeps-ache]

brrrba pa pa da de do ♩

[todayisafridaynight]

would you guys still like me if i rambled about my cringe crackship

[tvrningout-a]

SLAMS MY HANDS DOWN!! spoilers below for my pals who haven't seen a.tsv yet! we're talking about miguel, the disaster man himself!

if you're a personal blog, do not reblog this or i'm biting your ankles.

hello, hi, i've got some thoughts on miguel that'll probably be better supported once i read through his comics, but!! i've been thinking about miguel and the introduction of his character, how he says he doesn't always like what he has to do, but he knows he has to do it bc he's lost too much to stop. we find out he's talking about his daughter. from another dimension or not, he still loses her after forming an attachment to her, and this causes him to become our antagonist for more than one reason. but let's back up a lil bit.

when we first meet miguel, we see he can be quippy, funny -- he's still clearly not a happy-go-lucky kinda guy, but he doesn't appear quite as harsh as he is with miles. we even see him go against his original decision to leave gwen behind, even if it's at jessica's prompting. he's swayed bc he can't ignore her predicament, feels sympathy bc like her, there's some stuff he doesn't know how to fix either.

miguel knows she hasn't experienced all of her canon events bc her dad is police chief and alive. he knows she's close to miles. he knows she's a liability, but against his better judgement, he lets her join. he doesn't always like what he does, and sometimes he just can't do it. sometimes he's faced with the individual, and he can't follow through, leave someone behind to fend for themselves.

i think this is absolutely the case with his daughter gabriella. he found that universe where he was happy with a daughter, and initially he was just watching over what could have been. it was harmless if not painful at times. but then he's murdered in this other dimension, and he knows he should stay out of it. if he died, it was supposed to happen. but he can't leave it alone. he can't leave gabriella alone to fend for herself. so he takes a risk to save the individual -- he thinks about the person rather than the world.

and it ends up biting him in the ass. he loses gabriella and her world, singlehandedly ( so we assume at this point, at least ) causing their destruction by simply taking the place of that dimension's miguel and disrupting his canon death. he realizes then that he can't let himself prioritize the individual. he has to prioritize the world, no matter how much he'll hate it at times, because he'd rather feel guilt over a million uncle ben's than a million universes with billions of people in each one.

whereas miles has to learn in the first movie to focus saving on one person vs. the world, miguel has to learn the inverse, and it sucks. he doesn't always like what he does, but he knows he has to do it because either 1. nobody else will ( and he can't exactly blame them ) or 2. he can't ask anybody else to do it. " being spider-man is a sacrifice, " and he's already lost his daughter, seen first-hand what meddling in the canon leads to. he'll make the sacrifice of making those tough decisions if it means nobody else has to lose their dimension.

which is why things go so far off the frikkin rails with miles. i don't think miguel recruits spiders who haven't gone through certain losses ( with some exceptions like gwen and pav ) bc he knows it'll cause conflict when they find out they have to let certain people die. that's exactly what happens with miles, and bc he's the original anomaly, bc miguel and co. still don't know what might happen if he saves his dad, bc miguel is scared and can only think of the day he lost gabriella, he... chases down a teenager and gets waaaay too heated. he definitely projects some of his own guilt upon miles bc he wouldn't have ever known about gabriella's universe if not for all this anomaly business. he wouldn't have gotten her killed if he'd never needed to help put the multiverse back in order.

in the end, though, it's still miguel's own fault. he knew better, he knows better, and all he can do is try to stop miles.

[isdalinarhot]

There’s an adage I made up a while ago, based on my experiences: “A shirt that may fit before a big dinner may not fit after a big dinner”. And baby I am thinking about that adage as applied to Dalinar and I am going into heat. Sorry.

[whumpty-dumpty-doo]

Omg, so ever since I found out about the whump community I've been reading whump stories and...

!!!!!

Some of the situations you guys write and put your characters in are so freaking brutal and messed up. (I say this with both distraught horror and affection)

Absolutely don't get me wrong, I eagerly await all of the new chapters people write and hungrily gobble them down when they're posted, but oh my god. Sometimes I read stuff and am just aghast.

I took a "what kind of whumper are you" quiz a while back and my result was "lmao you're a caretaker, not a whumper". I sat there was was like "How could that be?! I can whump characters! Come on!

And then I proceeded to realize that half the time I'm so invested in people's whump fics it's because I desperately hope for a happy, comforting ending for these poor, poor fellows and I want to see how they cope with/get out of their situations. Put them through hell, but ohhhh my goodness I just want them to be happy again in the end (or if not happy, then at least some semblance of safe/okay.)

Idk man, late night whump thoughts I'm just shouting into the void. I hope you all keep writing because I really do enjoy your works, even if I'm costantly reading them looking like this:

[notjanine]

spent the summer prepping for and taking the worst exam of my life, riding out the lease at the worst place i've ever lived,* then being temporarily kinda homeless,** and getting dozens and dozens of job applications rejected. i had some fun in there, but my anxiety has been through the fucking roof on top of my regular summer depression.

then the last two weeks of august happened 😳

everything happens so much. somehow, i managed to find the perfect apartment for a reasonable rent, and now me and Books are living (together!) in a fantastic and charming new home- lots of space, big kitchen table, a balcony facing undeveloped woods, just off one of the major roads in the city that has my favorite grocery store and our favorite sandwich shop (where we were already regulars). plus, i've gotten not one, not two, but three (three!) job offers- and i can take them all!!! one is with a hospital where i did my favorite internship rotation, and i'm so excited that i get to go back there and get paid to do that job, it was a blast. another is right by my new place and it's similar to the other hospital, but it's slightly bigger and sees more complex cases, so i'll be comfortable and confident, but i'll still get some new, specific clinical experience in areas that i'm interested in.

and the third position is... literally my dream job. it's the job that's been the end goal since the moment i chose my field of study. grad school and the internship made me rethink all of my professional goals and push them back, thinking i wouldn't be able to get to them for so long because i'd need ~more experience~. but now i'm. uh. i did it. i did it??!

the two hospital jobs are just part time, but they both pay well. the other won't start for a few months bc my boss*** has to get insurance approval to add me to her private practice,**** but that's okay, because i have a lot of reading and learning i want to do in the meantime to prepare! and then it will start as part time working up to full time as i build up my case load, but i'll also get to decide my own hours and do some work from home. i'll get to work with my favorite kinds of patients! and i'll get fantastic professional development opportunities for specialization, if i want to. the other dietitians in the practice seem lovely, so i'm excited to work with them. and the pay is realllly good, gosh, for being fresh out of the internship, it's nuts.

so things will pick up as i go through orientation and onboarding for the two hospital jobs next month. but it'll get calmer again after that, so i'll have the time and energy to prepare for the more challenging work that starts later, which is really nice.

and in the meantime, i'll be tending the wee garden on my balcony and playing board games with the love of my life 💗

[boys-and-such]

sometimes i mayhaps would like a boyfriend