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spikybanana · 2 years

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get to know me: tag game

tysm for the tag @mkaugust <3<3!! I loved these questions

Relationship status - *error: field does not exist in database* *system has been thrown into infinite loop* (me + romantic relationship is not making sense in head and I'm overthinking now, don't mind me XD)

Favourite colour - I'm on a bit of a navy blue/black kick recently :3

Favourite food - idk actually. I don't spend enough time thinking about food ahaha. I say "rice" whenever my brother asks this question and it annoys him so much, it's so cute. ("what do you mean just rice?? you've got to be lying!")

Song stuck in your head - OKAY LOOK, I'm actually proud of figuring this out: this is always the song I paused on before going to do something else, and if I go back to listen to the song the whole way through, it stops being stuck in my head. (right now it's Over & Over by Fleetwood Mac)

Last thing you googled - "where does nietzsche say if truth exists it doesn't matter to me" IDK I'm trying to pull an essay out of thin air here D;

Time - 21:05, on the whole a very sane hour to be on tumblr?

Dream trip - drop. me. in. the. middle. of. tibet. and. I. will. live. there. forever. (yes yes college hippie urge to abandon society etc it's true I admit it)

Last book/fic you read - I'm slowlyyy listening to Crime and Punishment atm? and last book I finished was Nietzsche's the Gay Science which is like, idk WHY I do this to myself. he just makes me want to bang my head on the table. And uhhh I really haven't had mental space to read a good long fic recently it's so sad!! I can't wait for holidays when I can spend 2 whole days thinking about nothing else and sink my whole body and soul into a story lol

Last book you enjoyed - I actually really like Crime and Punishment. but also: Worlds of Exile and Illusion by Ursula Le Guin

Last book you hated - Dune. I hated reading it so much really could not stand the prose sorry:((( I rly hope my own sci fi au doesn't read like that haha...

Favourite thing to cook/bake - I'm a rly impatient cook so recently it's a simple spicy soy sauce soup noodles. it's so quick and warm and tastes of home :)

Favourite craft to do in your free time - >:) *inserts my origami sideblog* again, haven't gotten around to anything seriously cool recently but I love a little modular origami/kusudama

Most niche dislikes - (august I stole the beverages theme) idk if this counts but I always go "heh?" when people call bubble tea "boba tea" ahahaha this is so dumb & there's like NO reason at all I don't know why it irks me so much

Opinion on circuses - ...? (I don't... think I know anything about modern day circuses but I suspect it's the sort of thing that could send me into an existential spiral lmao)

Do you have a sense of direction and if not what’s the worst way you’ve gotten lost? - oooh you know what, I'm pretty good with maps and am quite proud of it haha, I did the directions for dad when I was 11 and we had like a week long road trip. that's not to say I've not had the dumbest way of getting lost though— was on a multi-day camping hiking trip this summer and literally FORGOT to bring a map, which is still fine as long as I had my phone but then MY PHONE DIED in the middle of a really fucking long day and then there was a military zone diversion and I couldn't find the fucking path and had to trek on the ROADS for like 2 hrs but then this rly nice man gave me a lift to the next town and all was well.

no pressure tagging: @shipsgaysfordays @whywcd @everythingbutcoldfire @lavenderandliliesx @fonkeloog

#tag game #tumblr games #hey I rly liked these #thank you for tagging me^-^

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babbity-boo · 1 year

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15 QUESTIONS

tagged by @generatorcat (thankuu lovely!! 🫶💖)

1. WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYBODY?

nope! my name was picked bc it was easy to pronouce in both my mum and dad's native languages!

2. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED?

abt a week ago when me and my best friend went to see Frozen w/ a live chorus and orchestra LOL

3. DO YOU HAVE KIDS?

no, thankuu

4. DO YOU USE SARCASM A LOT?

i don't think so, but sometimes here and there i guess ahaha

5. WHAT SPORTS DO YOU PLAY/HAVE YOU PLAYED?

i did both swimming/surf life saving and karate as a kid ahaha i liked swimming a lot tho and i kinda wanna pick it up again (but its so cold rn.. 🥶) also sometimes i run!

6. WHAT'S THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT SOMEONE?

this is gonna make me sound soooooo superficial but to be completely honest, its hair and make up...... probably bc i, myself, put a lot of time and effort in my own hair and make up and its always something i like getting complimented on (lol) so i just naturally gravitate towards it 😐 but i never ever judge ppl on how they style their hair/make up or if they don't wear any at all!! its just an interest of mine (and maybe some internalised misogyny i need to work through? idk lol) ((but sometimes its nice bc i can usually notice when someone gets a haircut even if its just a trim so i can easily compliment them on it even if they dont say anything!))

7. EYE COLOUR?

brown!

8. SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDINGS?

i seriously cant choose, so both! i love spooky bloody things and i love cheesy corny things too ahahaha

9. ANY SPECIAL TALENTS?

not really! ive yet to discover any.. but thats ok i have my whole life time to 😆

10. WHERE WERE YOU BORN?

in a hospital

11. WHAT ARE YOUR HOBBIES?

reluctant to list drawing as a hobby since i havent drawn anything for fun lately 🥲 but i like eating a lot and trying new desserts, reading, wikipedia deep dives, window shopping, just wandering aimlessly around in places like the city or just my neighbourhood, tbh i dont do a lot ahaha

12. DO YOU HAVE PETS?

no, but i think id like one in like a decade or two when ive got my shit together and have figured myself out ahaha

13. HOW TALL ARE YOU?

161 cm

14. FAVOURITE SUBJECT IN SCHOOL?

english and studio arts!

15. DREAM JOB?

i’ve never really had one, i think i used to dream of being an antique bookshop owner when i was younger ahaha but im trying to make something of a dream job through tattooing! i really enjoy it rn but it does get hard and overwhelming

tagging: @tiredbon @mawziee @amarkls @rolypolies ! (please dont feel pressured to do this lol)

#tagged me #THANKU CAT!! always love reading ur answers!!#i didnt know you did furniture restoration thats so cool!!!#anyways this is me hehe 😆 ty for always thinking of me 💖🫶

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full---ofstarlight · 2 years

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tag 10 people you want to get to know better!

tagged by @time-traveling-machine !!!

relationship status: engaged :0

favorite colour: i am one of those people who makes liking purple my whole personality

favorite food: sushi and any form of salmon

song stuck in your head: in the jailhouse now by johnny cash

last thing you googled: the name of my pharmacy to get to their online site lmao

time: 10:56 pm

dream trip: Japan!

last book you read: Bravely by maggie stiefvater

last book you enjoyed reading: im in the middle of the scorpio races and thats pretty great, though my reading has been.... so slow lately ahhhh

last book you hated reading: dont hate me i did not really vibe with iron widow till the end lmao but that being said had a good time eventually

Bonus:

favorite thing to cook/bake: i love making soups and stocks and stews

favorite craft to do in your free time: i make collages in my journal and doodle a lot and also sometimes sew little animals

most niche dislike: when my nails scrap against a bad texture

opinion on circus(es) now and in history: ive only gone to one when i was, like, 4 and i dont remember anything

do you have a sense of direction and if not what is the worst way you ever got lost: im so bad with direction and off the top of my head, when i was 13ish and my cousin and i were allowed to ~ go out at night for the first time my dad told us to just keep going uphill and we would find our way back home, but we ended up like in a completely different part of the city and then we had to call my grandparents on my cousins like brick phone bc this was like 2007 and it was very stressful

nooooo pressure tags: @birbycakes @theladysarmor @liionne @rowingtherubicon @maryxoliver @cynda-queer @infamousbeans @punk @theredtrails @kelofmindelan

#tag game #tama talks #seriously NO PRESSURE tags ahaha

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aalbedo · 3 years

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injured!tartaglia x reader (part 2)

part two of this

request: Hello I absolutely loved your one shot of Tartaglia helping an injured reader sdjgksjfkf if you don't mind I'd like to request a part 2 where reader asks him the story behind that big scar he pointed out? Maybe reader finds HIM injured and returns the favor and asks about his other scars while they treat his wounds?? Ahaha reader's just like "fuck I can't just leave you here to bleed out but don't you dare think this means I care for you or anything" lmao

format: two-parter (again, read part one first)

ship: tartaglia x reader

tags: fluff, reader is the traveler-ish (a completely separate character from aether and lumine, but still the traveler, does that make sense?), author forgets basic wound care halfway into the fic

warnings: blood, mildly graphic depiction of injury, stitches and needles

words: 3027

notes: hey so uhhhhhhhh i kinda went off the rails with this one, i didn't really follow the prompt in some points since uh... the part about the stories behind the scars... i kinda forgot about that... or like... eh you'll see, anyway, - banner still fucked up it will be fixed i prommy

Despite the high number of hilichurl camps, abyss mages, fatui agents, ruin hunters and ruin guards, Lisha was still one of your favorite places to explore, it was full of treasure chests to open, sweet flowers to pick and ore to mine. Plus, the atmosphere managed to still be peaceful, the open fields where the sun would shine uninterrupted for hours and hours on end were your favorite place to sit down and bask in the sunlight.

Your leg was still recovering from the tough hit you had taken a few weeks prior, which meant that you had to take more breaks while adventuring. Not that you would complain, taking breaks, putting some numbing cream on your wound, eating some reinvigorating food and drinking fresh water was just as satisfying as exploring.

After resting for about half an hour, you decided to get up, careful not to put any pressure on your injured leg. You threw your bag over your shoulder and walked north-west, towards the road to the chasm.

In the distance, you started hearing sounds of fighting, and as you got closer to them, you could see a tall figure fighting not one, but two separate ruin hunters, with a bow. It was too far away to see the person’s face, but you had half an idea of who it could be.

Then, out of nowhere, a bright purple flash, and in less than a second the ruin hunters were both on the ground, completely destroyed. Yep, it’s Tartaglia.

You thought about turning away and changing your direction before he could see you. You had already reluctantly thanked him for helping you that day, as well as paying for your medication out of his own pocket, but you still felt like you owed him a favor that you really did not want to fulfill. He was still the guy that almost destroyed Liyue, and made you fight for your life, despite everything.

Until you saw him fall to his knees, and as he turned to face your direction you could see his chest covered in blood.

You acted on instinct, ignoring your brain telling you to leave him alone, that he could tend to his own wounds, and you sprinted towards him. He may be an asshole, but you just want to avoid him, not leave him to die.

He was resting his back on a wall, head thrown back. Even from far away, you could see that he was breathing heavily. That same backpack you had seen on him the day he helped you was now sitting next to him, his left hand already rummaging through it.

His head shot up, he had definitely heard you coming towards him, his eyes widened as you kneeled down right in front of him and got a better look at his condition. You could see a cut crossing his chest, from his right shoulder to the middle of his torso, right over his heart. His grey coat was soaked in blood, as it pooled on the bend of his hips and slid down to the ground.

“So you do care about me.” he broke the silence, struggling to talk through heavy breaths and groans. He was completely out of breath, covered in blood, definitely in pain, and all he could think about was joking.

“I don’t. Just because I hate you, it doesn’t mean I want to see you dead.” You didn’t have time to get mad at him. “Also - I owe you a favor, I guess.” The only thought in your head was to help him, so you did not think twice before quickly unbuttoning his coat and undercoat and moving them out of the way.

You got a look at his chest and through the blood you could see several other scars, most of them looked years old, a few of them looked pretty large, carving his chest and abdomen. You wondered if his entire body looked like this, and why his face didn’t.

“Like what you see?” he joked again, his voice sounded hoarse, strained, very clearly struggling to talk. You sighed, couldn’t he just shut up for a minute?

You turned to your own bag to pull out anything you might need to help him. Potions, numbing cream and even a stitching kit laid next to you. You had bought the kit after that day, and started learning how to stitch wounds.

“No,” you dismissed him again. He whined quietly, you weren’t sure if it was because of your response or the wound.

All of the sudden, you felt… fear? Fear of what? Him passing out? And anger, at the fact that he wasn’t taking the situation as seriously as you were. He could easily die from this wound and all he was doing was making jokes.

You quickly started cleaning the blood with a cloth in one hand, while holding a bottle of antiseptic potion in your left, ready to pour it on top of the cut. You were being quick, passing your hand over his chest as fast as you could, trying to gather all the blood while avoiding the open skin, but there was so much of it that in mere seconds the cloth was soaked and completely useless.

You looked up at him and he was staring at the ground, his eyes completely unfocused. “Childe,” you called him and he squeezed his eyes closed, “try to stay awake.”

“Easy to say,” he muttered. At least he was awake.

You threw away the bloody cloth, and poured the antiseptic potion directly on his scar with no warning. Despite knowing that you were just helping him, a wave of guilt washed over you as you heard him cry out from the pain and throw his head back, wincing again when he hit the wall.

Half a bottle of potion and another clean cloth drenched in blood later, the wound had completely stopped bleeding, and you finally breathed out all the tension you were holding in your body.

His face, and body, were completely pale from the blood loss. His mouth was agape, eyelids half closed - looking at you, he sighed, barely letting any air out. You glared back, but by the way his head was positioned, you couldn’t help but look at his lips, the way they moved slightly every time he breathed out, they seemed so… soft, sweet. You brushed aside a thought that had snaked into your brain. His mouth curled up and he barked a laugh, but he stopped immediately and groaned again. Had he noticed that you were looking?

“Don’t laugh, it’ll hurt you,” you reminded him as you threw away the second blood drenched cloth.

“Sure,” he replied, voice still strained. “Whatever you say.”

You find a third cloth, the only clean one you had left, used some water from your bottle to make it damp and used it to wash your hands.

“Don’t talk either,” you looked at him as you opened a small glass jar containing numbing cream. “What were you thinking, being here alone and fighting two ruin guards?” He opened his mouth. “Don’t answer, you’ll tell me later.”

“I was just collecting some debts when those two attacked me.” He groaned again.

“I said, don’t talk if it hurts.” You made it clear from your tone that you were annoyed at the way that he was acting.

You dipped a couple of fingers into the cream, and hesitated before placing your bare hand on his chest, carefully placing the cream around the wound, so that he would not feel pain when you would be stitching it closed. As you got a better look at the cut, you noticed how the skin had been basically mangled, it looked like it would not be an easy recovery.

“You look like you know what you’re doing,” he pointed out, before groaning again. You were starting to wish you had taped his mouth with something.

“Because I know what I’m doing, I’m not an idiot. And you’re making me regret helping you, just shut up already.”

“Make me.”

Your hand froze over his skin. You moved your eyes back up to him, trying to decipher his expression. Was that an invitation, or just teasing? He hadn’t even tried to put on a smug face, his expression just looked tired and worn out, which made it even harder to decipher.

The longer you looked at him, the weirder it would get, you would have to do something before it got awkward and that thought from earlier slammed back into your head.

You wanted to wish you had run the other way, but the truth was that you were glad you hadn’t. Maybe it was all of the tension you had accumulated while seeing all that blood flow out of him, maybe it was the heavy lidded look he was giving you, but you placed your clean hand on the side of his face, cupping his cheek. His eyes widened, mouth parted ready to say something, but, before he could, your lips were on his.

The kiss was fast, you pulled back almost immediately and averted his gaze right away. You could feel him staring at you as you put your hand back into the jar and picked up some more cream.

“I didn’t think you would actually-” he didn’t finish the sentence.

You quickly caught a glimpse of his expression before focusing on taking care of the wound. You contained a laugh as you saw him look absolutely dumbfounded and flustered, he had seriously been rendered completely speechless by what could barely be considered a kiss. If he hadn’t lost that much blood that day, his cheeks would definitely be red.

Honestly, you couldn’t believe what had happened either. You couldn’t believe you had even done it. You could’ve just laughed it off and kept medicating him in silence. But you were glad that you didn’t.

Neither of you uttered a word for a while, and even though the atmosphere wasn’t explicitly awkward, you wished he would say something. After a thick layer of numbing cream and several minutes of silence, you finally gathered the courage to look back at him. He was clearly pretending to look away, as if he hadn’t spent the entire time looking at you working.

“Is the pain gone? Can I stitch it now?” Your voice came out unexpectedly soft. You touched the skin around the wound, waiting to get a reaction from him.

His head snapped back to face you, and he nodded. “Can’t feel a thing,” he said as he touched his own chest. “I can stitch it though, if you wa- Ah!” He lifted his right arm, the injured one, and immediately stopped mid-air, “fuck- shit, not this,” he almost yelled.

“You ripped a tendon.” You gently took his right arm, putting it back down for him, and looked at his shoulder. “I’ll stitch it, don’t worry - I’ve learned.”

He didn’t say anything, and you took it as permission. You opened the kit you had bought at Bubu pharmacy weeks prior: recurved needle, thread and tweezers. You could feel Tartaglia’s gaze on you as you struggled passing the thread through the needle, but in the end you managed to do it.

As you hovered over the wound, your gaze fell on a large scar, the one that would normally be visible from over his coat on his neck, and it went down over the left side of his body down until his hip. It looked pretty old, but it was still very visible.

“Can I ask you… how did you get that?”

“Mh?”

You pointed at the scar with your pinkie and slightly traced over it, “this scar, what happened?”

He followed your finger with his gaze, and kept his eyes on the scar even as you moved back to the still open wound. “Oh, that?” You passed the needle through the skin and pulled it out on the other side. “I was 14.”

You saw some blood trickle from the cut as you carefully pulled the thread and passed the needle through one more time. By the way he had spoken, you felt like he was going to continue talking, so you didn’t interrupt.

“Uhm, when I was 14, I-” you heard him pass his tongue over his lips, “the Abyss, you know.” You nodded quietly as you passed the needle through a few more times.

“You don’t have to talk about it, if you don’t want to,” you reassured him, you knew that it was a pretty sensitive topic, or at least you imagined it would be. You stitched a few more loops with ease, getting progressively more comfortable with what you were doing.

“It’s fine, I- I was in-” his voice was starting to shake the slightest bit, but you noticed the change of tone in his voice.

You finally reached the end, and you cut the thread, tying it tightly at the end. You put the needle and the tweezers back into their container.

“I had to fight this… huge- and when-” once you looked up at him, you realized how lost in thought he was, looking at his scar, unable to take his eyes off it, he was probably getting some flashbacks. “I-” his voice cracked, his lower lip trembled ever so slightly, and you could not bear it anymore. Without even thinking about it, you grabbed the side of his face and dragged him in for an actual, proper kiss.

He fell right into it and reciprocated immediately, placing his left hand on the side of your waist. It was sweet, and tender, and you got a better feel of what his lips were like: just as soft as they looked.

You pulled back first once again, and as you got to look at his surprised face, eyebrows raised and everything, your mind started racing. You had just kissed not just a Fatui, not just a Harbinger, but the Harbinger that had tried to kill you, that manipulated you and that nearly destroyed Liyue for the second time. And he was sitting in front of you looking like an idiot.

You couldn’t figure out what you were feeling, but there was something going on deep in your chest, and stomach.

“This doesn’t mean anything,” you quickly clarified before he could say anything. “Neither of them do, they were just to shut you up.”

“Were they?” he asked. And just like that, he came full circle back to the false smugness.

You really, really did not want to think about the weird feeling that was growing in your stomach. “Look at what I got from Baizhu.” From your bag, you pulled out a thick strip made out of cotton and a small vial full of Slime concentrate.

“You’re avoiding the question.”

“What do they mean to you?” you bit back, waiting to see if he would face the question himself, or back out like a hypocrite.

“What did you get from Baizhu?”

You both chuckled, and you noticed his bare chest rising and falling back down as he laughed. “He said it’s a new type of bandaging, you use slime concentrate to stick it to the skin.”

He lifted an eyebrow. “I don’t love the sound of that, actually.”

“I was skeptical too the first time I tried it, but trust me - it’s much more comfortable.” You heard him sigh in defeat as you already spread some of the slime condensate over the strip, and set down the half empty vial. “It won’t hurt.”

“Do you promise?”

He looked into your eyes with a relaxed expression, you looked right back. “I promise,” you replied with a kind smile, before turning your attention to the strip and stuck it over the wound, carefully placing it so that it would cover the entire cut.

“All done,” you said as you started getting up, but you felt a hand grabbing your arm, another one grabbing the side of your face, and tugging you back down, and before you could realize it your lips were once again on Tartaglia’s.

You couldn’t help but reciprocate the kiss, his lips were still soft, and at that point you felt like you could get used to them. The kiss was exactly as gentle as the one before, you could feel your fluttering in your chest as Tartaglia’s thumb started gently rubbing your cheekbone.

He pulled back first this time, and as you opened your eyes back you could see a wide smile on his face.

“Sending me mixed signals, huh?” you pointed out.

“I told you, I never had anything against you personally,” he said as he put his clothes back on, trying to fix them as much as possible, despite the very clear cut on his chest and the blood covering them completely.

“I’m gonna need some time before I’ll believe that.” You got up and reached down a hand for him to get up. “You’re gonna need to prove it to me.”

He grabbed it with his non-injured hand and stood up beside you. “While you take your time, care to walk me to Bubu pharmacy, so I can buy some of these sticky bandages?” he asked, a wide smile still on his face.

“Sure,” you simply replied, picking up both of your back and tossing them over your shoulder.

You watched him move his injured arm slightly, to figure out how much he could move it. Unsurprisingly, not much.

He hummed. “I’m gonna have to take some time off from duty, hopefully they won’t kill me for it,” he said in a joking manner, but you could sense that he wasn’t kidding about the killing part.

“Well,” as you both started walking back to the harbor, you got an idea, “you could use the time off to show me that you truly don’t hate me.”

“Like what?” You could feel his gaze on you.

“Like, we could go out for dinner,” you suggested, keeping your eyes in front of you. “In a completely neutral way, and then see what happens from there.”

“Sounds good.”

“It’s a plan, then.”

#likes; comments and reblogs are incredibly appreciated!!!#next one is gonna be albedo x reader again lmao i cant leave the man alone #i'll try posting once a week i guess #more than that i just cannot do #genshin #genshin impact #genshin childe #gi #genshin tartaglia #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact childe #genshin impact tartaglia #tartaglia x reader #childe x reader #genshin childe x reader #genshin tartaglia x reader #how many fucking tags #x reader

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katarrinskey-archive · 2 years

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AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA i read your tags on my broken mirror post and im so ❣️❣️❣️ !!!!! thank you so so much, that really made my week you have no idea!!! i'm surprised yet delighted this one dumb wild hare up my ass could have such an impact, lol. i will admit that if you came for kryterius the sequels might be uhhhh a little sparse on that front lol, as the end of bm might've warned,,, they'll still be important tho i promise we're gonna go see saren on palaven for a one-shot quick and then the relationship has a strong influence on nihlus's character, and this is the 22nd century the arterius fuckasses family will stay relevant GOD FUCK I'M SO EXCITED ABOUT YOUR TAGS THANK YOU THANK YOU. i hope you enjoy the sequels, i totally get commenting on ao3 sucking so asks and tags are also totally fine no pressure ofc ofc god wow i don't get people gushing that much thank you thank you i swear i don't bite i just have adhd--

Ahaha, I'm glad my humble tags were to your liking! Usually, i suck at leaving comments, but I've been trying to get better at it, so, here we are!

See, when i say that "I came for kryterius", what i mean is "I found your ao3 page cause of the pairing months ago, read everything you have on them at least thrice, and has been slowly making my way through your entire library ever since with ultimate goal of reading all the stuff you have other there". Aaaand I also might have been lurking around on tumblr for a bit as well. Aaaaand, since I'm coming clean other here, you might have sold me too hard on desabrudas and I might or might not have started a huge ass comic of my own cause of that? ( Hope you don't mind cause, in retrospect, that... kinda reads like stalking a little bit and I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable or anything)

Anyways, my point is. You are a great writer and I love your stuff, kryterius or no. Your OCs are fuckin wonderful, diverse and interesting and so alive, that's literally amazing! (seriously, tho, so many cultures, so many identities, so many personalities! I need to go reread the broken mirror now cause I haven't touched it since you finished it in march and and it's been months and my ability to remember names is absolutely abysmal and they are so good and i want to remember them and also i missed those guys, I...)

Honestly, methinks people should gush at you more often, cause you deserve that and so much more.

So, yeah. I should be the one thanking you for your writing and all the ideas and obsessions you've given me without realizing, if anything

#Kat being chatty #As you can see #I am in fact completely feral about you writing #Also I know you like #Illustrate your own work sometimes #But would you mind terribly much if I maybe did some sketches myself sometime?#Like no promises or anything cause I've got so much I want to do at any given moment #but you have such vivid descriptions for a lot of the scenes/characters #makes my fingers itch for a pencil sometimes

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themoontaxi · 3 years

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get to know me (tag game):

thanks for the tag @temilyrights <3

tagging @sadgirlml @ssaagentemilyprentiss @alicejareau @ellcsgreenaway (no pressure ofc)

reason why you like/dislike your name:

so my mom still swears she didn’t know anyone named hanna when choosing my name, but it’s not like my bf in kindergarten was named hannah and then my bf in high school was named hanna (there even was a third in my class later on). and some teachers seriously called me “hanna two”, bc my friend was not a wallflower like me. well anyway - short version is that i like it but sometimes i wish i had a more ✨exotic✨name. and don’t even get me started on it’s meaning - favor and grace haha, who? me? *laughing in clumsiness*

star sign:

scorpio sun, virgo moon, taurus rising

(wanna judge them @temilyrights? haha)

country you live in:

germany (for now)

favorite artist:

nope, not choosing one. but here are some popular bands i’ve been a fan of for years: the cure, the 1975, system of a down, bring me the horizon, paramore, nothing but thieves, linkin park, the smashing pumpkins, foals, the national, editors… the list goes on

morning, afternoon or evening?

night 🌚 (it’s currently 4am lol)

sibling:

a lil brother who’s like two feet taller than me 🥰

sexuality:

not 100% sure, but i’d say i fall in love with people not their genitals <3

favorite special item:

does perfume count? if yes, i can’t live without mine

five random facts: (ugh great ahaha)

1. i play guitar and piano, but not that good i’d say

2. i love to sing. was lead in school choir and even were in local papers bc of some gigs

3. i wanted to study music or event management at first, but didn’t get a voluntary social year, so i ended up studying the only subject where i put my hand up in school: english (language & literature)

4. i can also speak some french and spanish and plan on starting with polish and either swedish or norwegian next semester

5. i hate my last name. i begrudgingly changed it when my parents married when i was 13 to make everyone happy, and for what? nothing - they’re divorced now. it’s not like it’s terrible, but my name used to be “völker” which means peoples in german and my biggest dream as a kid was to find someone with the last name “mord” (murder) and marry them, so that it’d basically be ✨genocide✨. yeah i was a weird child. course i wouldn’t really consider that now, but i’m still pissed about it anyway.

#tag game #please ignore lol

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kae-karo · 3 years

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fic writer interview!

i saw @prince-liest do this and thus i will take ur 'tagging anyone who wants to do this' seriously lmaoooo (also hi btw hope ur well!!! 💜💜)

How many works do you have on AO3?

ahaha,,,,,159 lmao

What's your total AO3 word count?

fdsjkkjlsfdklj as of today, 2,089,769

How many fandoms have you written for and what are they?

only three fsdjkldslfkj the phandom (dan&phil), bnha, and genshin!

What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

chosen (x) - zhongchi (genshin)

to love (and be loved in return) (x) - kaeluc (genshin)

little bird (x) - dabihawks (bnha)

feet don't touch the ground (x) - xiaoven (genshin)

i knew you were fire (x) - dabihawks (bnha)

honestly none of that surprises me except that little bird is still up there, although i think i owe that to sif (@the-final-sif) for sharing it around the time it got posted since it was partly inspired by her raptor stress grip post!!

the rest are all chaptered fics, which is mostly what i expected to be in the top 5 lmao

Do you respond to comments, why or why not?

yes!!! always!!!! no matter what u comment, i will respond!!! and if i don't, it's probably cause ao3 didn't notify me properly or i didn't see it in my inbox or something

as for why, it's mostly to do with like...i know how hard it can be for some people to comment, even just a bunch of heart emojis or a 'i loved this!' or something short and simple? and it means a lot to me that ppl are going out of their way to say something nice, no matter how small, and it's really really important to me to acknowledge that

What’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending?

hmm,,,,,this is a hard one, cause for a very long time, my policy was that my fic would always have a happy ending? and for a long time, that was true!! but the dabihawks interaction (during the raid) broke me, and from an emotional standpoint, i think freeing icarus (x) is probably the one that has the angstiest ending of the two or so that i wrote in that time?

Do you write crossovers? If so what is the craziest one you’ve written?

u know i really haven't written any crossovers? it's normally not my thing cause my brain typically focuses on a single thing and doesn't really have the capacity to think about more than that, so i end up writing just au-style or fusion-style (shoutout to that one bnha but it was scooby doo fic i wrote - x)

i don't think i'd be opposed to writing a crossover but i'd have to be SUPER inspired by the idea and both fandoms lmao

Have you ever received hate on a fic?

aha yes, i have. the only straight up hate i've received was on a kaeluc fic (surprisingly not because it was kaeluc, but bc i was 'mistreating' kaeya in the fic) - to be entirely fair, the commenter pointed out something that i hadn't realized myself, and it led to a second piece of the story that helped me tie up some loose ends, but...let's just say they weren't very kind about their feelings lmao

other than that, i had someone very upset because i didn't tag which character was bottoming in a fic (valid if that bugs u!) and they read through most of it before getting to the smut (and said that they enjoyed everything up to that point) then said they were 'disgusted' by it. i have opinions on that and a few other comments they made, but i will keep them to myself lmao

and beyond that, just a few ppl on my xiaoven fic saying that they were unhappy about the background kaeluc (which is tagged lmao) - really no hate whatsoever til genshin, honestly, which is...very hmmmm :) lmao

Do you write smut? If so what kind?

yep!!! mostly vanilla or vanilla-adjacent lmao i'm not super into heavy kink, although i know if epi reads this she's gonna call me out for being a monsterfucker bc of my dragon!zhongli smut :) lmaoooo but really i tend to write pretty vanilla smut! i also prefer to avoid any noncon/dubcon or hate sex or anything particularly angsty, just not my jam to write!

Have you ever had a fic stolen?

hmm i don't think so? although i don't heavily monitor ao3 (or wattpad/ffn), so i can't really say that for sure lmao

Have you ever had a fic translated?

yes!!! i've had a few fics translated to russian (little bird is one of them!) which is very sweet and i hope that anyone who prefers to read in russian has been enjoying those fics!!

Have you ever co-written a fic before?

alksdfjklsdf only once, and it's deadass how me and rose got together. we decided to co-write a podcast au fic for the phandom (x) and ended up flirting via google docs asldkfjkldsfj

What’s your all time favourite ship?

what a horrible question, making me choose between my children like this!!!! sdlfkjdskf tbh i'm not sure i have a real answer bc it changes as i go? and 'favorite' is so vague,,,,,favorite to read? to write about? to think about? asdklfjkjsdfk i really don't know if i have an answer, but i'll maybe say kaeluc for now lmao

What’s a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will?

well first and foremost, with only 2 exceptions, i never post a fic unless it's done. i tend to follow wherever my passion leads my brain, so i'm notorious for jumping around between stories and taking breaks from long fic and returning later on to finish them, and i know that i would not do well under the pressure of posting something unfinished and trying to finish it in a timely manner

that said, many wips sit in my google doc folder, but one is Well Known as the one that has followed me through both the phandom and bnha (rose keeps asking who i'm gonna switch the chars to in genshin, but i think it suits bakudeku too well to do that) - only the lonely survive. it sits at like 36k in my wip folder, and i adore the story dearly and i want very much to finish it, but it never makes it quite to the forefront of my motivation, and so it rarely if ever gets worked on...i hate the idea of 'never' finishing it, but it's unfortunately quite likely that i won't 😭😭😭

What are your writing strengths?

emotion!!! and immersion!!! it's my goal in a fic to make it as immersive as possible and saturated with emotion to help convey that feeling of being in the place of the pov character, and i think i do it pretty well. also just bc i feel a little obligated to say it - another strength is actually sitting down and putting words down. i know that's a struggle for a lot of writers and i often get,,,,lovingly bullied? i guess? lmao for being able to bash out a few k in a day most days

What are your writing weaknesses?

this isn't so much a weakness i guess but i am basically incapable of treating crack fic as crack. if i have a cracky idea, it will, without a doubt, end up turning into a Perfectly Serious fic somehow (notable 'crack treated so seriously that it's no longer crack' fics include: todoroki doing the freeze-the-ocean thing from frozen 2, 'shmigaraki', todo and denki get together bc of vine references, the league sells feet pics, shiggy and natsu own a nightclub/bakery, scooby doo but make it bnha, and dabi getting his ears pierced at claire's)

but in all seriousness, i think my main weakness is that i often get comfortable? and i'm not one to typically push myself forcefully out of my comfort zone when it comes to stories that i come up with on my own, which often means that ideas inspired by discussions with others are what prompt me to branch out and try new things?

What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?

i think, like anything, it has its place? there are certainly stories where it makes sense to do that and even adds depth to a story, although i personally am not exceptionally comfortable enough with other languages (except maybe asl) to do that in fic myself without the assistance of someone very comfortable with that language lmao

What was the first fandom you wrote for?

the phandom! not really my jam to write rpf anymore but it definitely got me started and i'm really grateful for my time writing there, as everyone was super supportive and kind, and it was really a perfect place for a beginner to get comfortable and practice

What’s your favourite fic you’ve written?

again, forcing me to choose between my children...i really don't know that i can pick one fic bc they all exist in such wildly different spaces? i poured my worldbuilding soul into the king of disaster series (mainly dabihawks - x), exile (dan and phil - x) was my first massively long fic, our hearts are heavy burdens we shouldn't have to bear alone (chayea - x) is probably my favorite character/character dynamic study, i'm exceptionally proud of the smut in chosen (zhongchi - x), the list goes on and on and on lmao like. i could probably list half my fics as favorites in some regard dsflkjdfsjkl

anyway, tyty bellamy for putting this on my dash so i could do it as well!!

tagging: literally anyone who wants to do this, i have so many writer friends slkdjfjklsdf but please please tag me if u do it so i can read urs!!! 💜💜💜

#writing

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whiskeyjack · 3 years

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tag game!!!

look. LOOK. I am under a LOT of pressure to move my home (twice!!!) while keeping up on tumblr and I am just...incredibly incompetent Y’ALL I'm sorry!!! I was tagged by @jade-marie and @notviable (a million years ago SORRY) for some sort of overshare of information so here we go 🤗🤗🤗

name/nickname: Emma (Em, Ems, also my coach used to call me straight up my last name - there were a lot of Emmas OKAY)

pronouns: she/her/hers

star sign: gemini sun, libra moon, leo rising

height: 5’8” (~173cm for my metric folks)

time: 8pm

birthday: June 15th

fave bands: this is literally based of the top of my head lol bc I don’t know that many bands haha: RITUAL, lumineers, chainsmokers, onerepublic, imagine dragons, walk off the earth, BANNERS, CNCO, mumford & sons (legit the most basic list I can come up with LOL)

fave solo artists: uhhhhh looking at my current playlist: lupe fiasco, NF, kane brown, tate mcrae, machine gun kelly, zoe wees, ludovico einaudi, kofi, sebastian yatra, coeur de pirate, beret, royal wood, MASON, miguel, pedrina, CIARA, bad bunny… AKA the biggest mix of genres you could ever get haha

last show: euphoria (literally I have the attention span of a toddler before I dip)

last movie: nomadland

what I post: gg stuff

last thing googled: lifeguarding waterpark course (canada)

other blogs: yup (hp or other fandom stuff, mostly)

do I get asks: some - i know i ignore too many - it’s not personal i just am tired of justifying my criticism of the show (sorry!!!)

why I chose my url: it was my camp counsellor name five years ago lol

following: a few

followers: a few

lucky number: 16

instruments: piano, guitar, oboe - like, in jr high!! i am aware i was a dork ahaha — i tuned the band at our concerts LOL

also.... does recorder count??? bc that took some practice in elementary school OKAY IT WAS HARD

what am I wearing: camo hoodie and joggers

dream trip: idk somewhere where there’s sun and an ocean

favorite food: tbh anything spicy/carb related (i'm keto right now so anybody could FUCK ME UP with bread or pasta LOL)

nationality: canadian

languages: english, french and spanish (I'm learning OKAY)

favorite song (right now, anyway?): vuelve by sebastian yatra OR bitter by fletcher and kito (feat trevor daniel) OR the devil by BANKS OR before I go by mimi webb

last book read: wuthering heights (I am mid-book tbh)

top three fictional universes I’d like to live in:

hmmmmmmm lets seee

where I live close to the beach (cliché I KNOW, but I’m a swimmer what can you do)

where I live close to the beach and can breathe underwater (LOL betcha didn’t see that coming)

where I live close to the beach, can breathe underwater and eat spicy food and tropical fruit ALL DAY

WELCOME TO MY LIFE 🙌🏼🙌🏼🙌🏼

I am tagging everyone and anyone who desires to overshare - seriously if you see this and wanna - go for it. @00gangfriend00 @fondful @blizabrth @emilykolburn @elise-jupiterstyle @bourbon-ontherocks @southernfriedblondebitch @misshazelevers20 I would like to know too much about you guys if you wanna!!!

#tag game #GO #(or not)#its a lot #nbc good girls

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lonelyheartsmotel · 3 years

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fic writer tag game✨

thank you for the tag, @nocompromise-noregrets!!

how many works do you have on AO3? 15!

what’s your total AO3 word count? 98,645

how many fandoms have you written for and what are they?

these are the fandoms listed on ao3 - not counting the different hobbit tags, it’s 10, but some of them aren’t really the fandom i’m writing for. for example the taylor swift ones are all album inspiration for lotr/th fics, and the ari & dante was a fusion fic where i wrote a supernatural fic where the story and setting were inspired by ari & dante.

what are your top 5 fics by kudos? in descending order: New Perspectives on the Origins of Paranormal Experiences (trobed ghostfic), Workshop in Serial Publishing and Office Romances (trobed christmas office romance), the road not taken / tell me i've got it wrong somehow (bagginshield modern au inspired by evermore), Contemporary Analyses of Speculative Fiction (trobed space au where abed is a librarian outside of time and troy grows and harvests stories), and a compulsion to come back (trobed pirate au).

do you respond to comments, why or why not? i respond to most if not all! i’m an attention whore and i always love getting comments thats why

what’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending? nothing i’ve written and actually take seriously has an angsty ending, but i have an angsty pwp from my high school days that doesn’t end happily - storm and stress, a queen of the tearling fic lmao :bota:

do you write crossovers? literally all of my fics are AUs and a lot of them are fusions that take place in another media property’s universe! but i’ve never written a crossover where characters in one universe go to another fictional universe and interact with the characters/story/setting there.

have you ever received hate on a fic? no...i don’t think my fics are read by a large enough audience to get hate ajsdfklajsdflkdjs i’ve been lucky so far.

do you write smut? if so what kind? yeah, but not much ahaha i wrote more of it in high school and then did not write any until 2020 when i unexpectedly wrote it into the road not taken / tell me i've got it wrong somehow. and i have another fic with barduil smut in my wips but i dont even know if thats ever gonna see light of day lmao

have you ever had a fic stolen? not to my knowledge..

have you ever had a fic translated? nope!

have you ever co-written a fic before? me and my wife @nadir-barnes are writing a big trobed project (it’s [redacted]) :)

what’s your all time favorite ship? i can’t pick one of anything let alone a ship asldfj;alsdjg im sorry babes they’re all special to me

what’s a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will? great tenors of the past (barduil high school au). i already have some of the ending written and i know how it’s ending but it’s the Getting There :facedown:

what are your writing strengths? most people say my visual description which i really appreciate! but due to my personal philosophy i am trying to branch out of that and engage a sensory writing experience that isn’t so vision-centred and not only touches other senses but also transcends the taxonomification of the five senses if that makes sense god sorry that was so pretentious i hate myself

what are your writing weaknesses? writing ahahaha . ok im sorry that sounded like a joke but like writing is hard Bros. also dialogue and character voices.

what are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic? i love it! fuck english

what was the first fandom you wrote for? idk probably harry potter or artemis fowl or merlin

what’s your favorite fic you’ve written? hmm that’s a hard question but i’m pretty fond of Contemporary Analyses of Speculative Fiction and i have a soft spot for a feast of starlight (barduil college au).

tagging with no pressure: @butterednoodlesjules @slutabed @imaginedmelody

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banghans · 4 years

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hello! can you check out my edits too? they are all at /tagged/edits but don't feel pressured, it's okay if you can't! thank you!

omg hello!! ive absolutely seen a few of ur edits before and i gotta say i LOVE ur style its so cute

one :: ahaha this one made my chest Ache, the colouring u used + the typography is so fitting for the quote. it takes a lot to make me Feel Things (thats a lie, im a little bitch) and this made me feel so many things so. i love it

two :: this one. oh my god. women. not only am i just obsessed with this concept bc i just. women. but the execution of the concept??? is so perfectly done??? the flow of the set is so nice and consistent and u included such a cool variety of groups, i absolutely love this and im 1000% gonna reblog it to my gg blog

three :: honestly i love this one for similar reasons to the last one, women. but seriously !! ur style is really consistent thru all of ur works, i personally love the way u got jennie’s Bright pink set to match the subdued theme, its so nice and really really impressive

four :: ok this one made my heart Jump bc im such a big inspirit and this is such an underappreciated masterpiece of a music video. the scene choice is Perfect and the way u tied in the choreography shot with the story shots so cleanly??? insanely impressive

five :: this one is so cute!! it almost gives me like ??? coffeeshop aesthetic vibes??? the colouring is really cute and bright while also being subdued?? it fits ur general style while also being bright!! i absolutely love it

#ur works have such an interesting kinda melancholy vibe??? like i feel like they've got such intense aesthetic #its super super cool #ur work is really amazing!!#popsiege #answered

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syncopatedid · 6 years

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Kazetsuyo Episode 8

Side musings first: TIL that a treadmill is literally called a “room runner” (ルームランナー) in Japanese and it tickles my intermediate lvl. 日本語 to no end because that sounds exactly like the kind of mashpotato-bbq of English words I’d pair together to call a “treadmill” in Japanese when I don’t know what they call it there, ahaha. Moving on!

So I caught the Kazetsuyo Live action movie last week. It was all right and had its moments, but imo the movie cut a few corners and condensed too many important nuances that the anime does a better job of fleshing out. Thanks also to the movie, I now have too many thoughts.

Case in point with Akane: in the live action version of this scene or thereabouts, Haiji and Kakeru actually came close to a physical scuffle, and it happened in front of everyone as they were gathered around the feeding table. After his loss to Fujioka, Kakeru took his frustration out on everyone and especially on Akane, then Haiji got angry and spritzed him down with a shaken can of beer. More melodrama then happened with Haiji, which acted as a sort of catalyst that finally spurred everyone’s determination to make it to the Hakone Ekiden, and it cuts to Akane working out on his room runner and taking his training more seriously.

The nuance is not quite the same in Episode 8 though, as the anime clearly showed that Akane’s already had the inclination of wanting to improve his time, with him contemplating buying a treadmill before Haiji and Kakeru fought about him. This nuance is terribly important to me, because the movie version made it seem like Akane only started pulling his socks up after the major kerfuffle and drama, which I feel would have invalidated the result of Haiji’s efforts at supporting and encouraging Akane all this time. As if a major shocking event needed to happen in order to trigger Akane into action. Of course, it might still play out similarly in the anime, but you kind of get a stronger sense that Haiji’s unwavering faith in Akane all this time has already done the job of winning him over, and Akane would have come into his own eventually... albeit at a more organic and slower pace.

Also, Kakeru. In this Tumblr we support and love Akane, but Kakeru’s position has to resonate strongly for anyone who’ve ever done team sports, or anything that is graded by team effort, for that matter. It is frustrating to feel like the only one taking things seriously while others are fooling around or don’t even want to be there, and the way the rag-tag team was formed seemingly out of Haiji’s whims has not done much to inspire Kakeru’s trust in his teammates, especially from the loud complainers who were very vocal about their reluctance to join, like Yuki and especially Akane. To put it simply, if someone is always complaining, it's doubtful that their efforts are their best because doing something unwillingly holds you back. Kakeru’s loss to Fujioka and their conversation in the last episode probably only made things worse - besides the fear of falling behind, when Fujioka acknowledged Kakeru and saw him as the support for Haiji and the team making it to the Hakone Ekiden, the expectation of a well-respected athlete who is at the top of his game and the pressure to meet that expectation has placed an unnecessary amount of stress on Kakeru and urgency for results, which if you think about it, is kind of like the same thing that is happening with Nico-chan, who has also gotten impatient to improve quickly. Something to think about I guess.

#kazetsuyo #kaze ga tsuyoku fuiteiru #kurahara kakeru #akane kashiwazaki #*thinks too much about cartoon plots*#what is this wall of text #long post is long #woke up this morning and screamed at my grammar

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jujywrites · 5 years

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WIP Challenge

I got tagged by @kikithedeceiver to do this!

Challenge: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous.

Here’s the thing. I don’t have many separate WIP files; most of them are in one huge doc. and most of the separate wip files are... pretty dead? but ok whatevs. under a read more since it’s long...... and my ego won’t let me skip snippets hjkhkhk thanks for the idea Kiki

From my main miscellaneous folder:

50 Grades of Steele. 1 and a half chaps of a role-flipped 50 Shades of Grey rewrite (i haven’t read the books so I extra don’t care about the characters lol). why do i still have it i’ve lost interest.... *side eyes her entire wip ecosystem* ...Then I see my interview subject, seated at her desk.

"Mr. Grey. I'm pleased to meet you."

And I stop breathing. [end CH1]

[open CH2) I forgot to mention something: I exaggerate occasionally. But I'm not now. I literally stop breathing for a few seconds. A thousand thoughts are racing through my mind, which doesn't help my chest stop seizing, but the main problem here is that Anastasia Steele is quite possibly the most beautiful woman I've ever seen.

Fanfic idea masterlist. my most active file and where I keep most of my WIPS, unless they get too “large”. Organized by fandom. lotta stuff i keep passing by & may as well be dead but don’t wanna delete. here’s a zero-draft snippet of probably the next chapter of my G-rated yukyoru fic collection

He grabbed a pillow and placed it to his chest, grabbed her arm, and yanked her to him, praying his idea would work.

Seconds passed and he didn't transform. He put his arms around her gingerly. Should he try to immobilize her or would that make it worse?

She made the decision for him. "Mom," she sobbed, clutching him with an iron grip. "N-Need to help...!"

His stomach dropped to his shoes.

Thudding footsteps announced Yuki's arrival. "What's wrong?! Honda-san--"

He didn't say "What did you do?" The thought raced by and Kyo said, "Grab a pillow and help me!"

As Yuki positioned the pillow and himself without having to ask, Kyo said, "She won't wake up. I don't know what to do!"

"Night terror," Yuki said tightly. He was too close but it almost didn't matter. "Not much you can do besides wait."

MayxWard BDSM fic agents of SHIELD. mix of notes and actual writing. kind of a half AU. Melinda climbed into the driver's side and buckled in, then started up the car. "If you've not ridden on the left before you might have motion sickness. It's normal. Just close your eyes until—" She paused as she looked at him; his hands shook so much he couldn't manage the seatbelt. "Here, let me."

"Thanks," he muttered with a sigh, looking rueful.

Modern AU Zelink. What it says on the tin~ Teenage-ish Zelink, with a mash of supporting characters from other games. another mix of notes and fic. Link wasn't sleeping tonight. Tonight was the night he'd been planning for and awaiting for weeks. He was going on a quest: the quest to meet Princess Zelda.

She wasn't really a princess, of course. That was just her nickname. Zelda Nohansen was Hyrule's sweetheart, the most sought-after young actress in the movie business. And Link had fallen in love with her the first time he'd seen her, two years ago in a tiny theater in Kakariko.

PMMMfic homumado. Madoka Magica. AU, been around since about an hour after I finished the series (5 years yikes, still gotta watch Rebellion). Homura's time power still somewhat involved, but Mami's an adult, everyone's at a boarding school (I think?) where ~things aren't as they first seem~ and Madoka has mysterious powers and night terrors. just notes at the moment.

SoubixHitomi. Loveless. 3 unfinished/dead first-person Shinonome-senseixSoubi snippets, all of ‘em spicy.

yvy abo. Yuri On Ice. Yuri (Katsuki!!)/Victor/Yuko(!!?!), my attempt at. well. omegaverse(!!!!!!!). orignally started as part of a “bad YOI fic” bigbang and now I’m taking it seriously dgdgfg. Alpha Yuko. “Please, please stop,” she whispered, like saying it aloud would make any difference. But the pressure in her head kept building. Her limbs had begun to itch restlessly.

And Victor wouldn’t let go of her hand.

With the last scrap of her control, she straddled him quickly and kissed him awake.

Even in half-sleep he arched to meet her, and when he opened his eyes sapphire blue had already turned stormy with lust.

yvy canonfuturefic. Yuko-focused following of canon, or: how canon can I keep YOI while still rareship OT3ing it. She and Yuri fall in and out of love, in between falling for Victor. Victuri is still my life I swear

“You have got to watch this,” she tells Yuri. She watches Yuri’s face instead of the video, having seen it at least forty times by now.

Yuri’s eyes transform into beacons of awe, and Yuko swallows around her rapid heartbeat, breaths coming too short. She sees everything she’s feeling and more on his face. She remembers that she loves him, that he’s real and here and more important than the beautiful boy on her phone who’s trying to pull her under to a scary new world.

ZnT ot3 bdsm AU. Zankyou no Terror, 9/12/Lisa. mix of notes and fic, not just PWP. in heavy need of editing bc a lot was inspired by a non-spicy book.

“But it’s not just me. It’s everyone. You need everyone because you have no idea how to need yourself. Or even how to be yourself.”

“You’re wrong.” The force and volume of her voice shocked her and pushed her onward. “You and Touji. I don’t need anyone except you and Touji! Because you both taught me how to be myself-- no, how to find that on my own. I know exactly who I am, and that me isn’t complete without both of you!” She could feel the tears streaming down her face, yet somehow her voice didn’t waver. She felt so full of conviction she could burst into flames. “Don’t you understand, Arata? We’re all meant to be together.”

From my SnK folder:

Cave of the Crystal Maiden (working title). Aruani. Modern AU. MMORPG shenanigans with a dollop of magical realism/supernatural. Just notes. @portraitofa-girl suggested “meeting online” and it’s been there literally for years oh lord im sorry. no fic yet, just notes.

Falling Anthem (working title) Modern AU Levihan, art student Hange and young professor Levi. just notes. fic one in a planned series. also has been years ;_;

Raindrops and Soft Steps. Jearmin. unsurprisingly, modern AU. One morning, when Jean looks out of his bedroom window, he sees a boy dancing across the street. In the street, to be exact. There wouldn't be anything unusual about that, Jean supposes, except it's raining cats and dogs outside.

In my IAMXfic folder (fff i almost skipped this):

2ndPOVCalberto (DO NOT CORRUPT WITH HET) ChrisxAlberto? not much to say?? yes i know they’re real people??? which applies to everything after this oh my god *crawls under desk* Of course she knows; she is annoyingly perceptive when it comes to romance. The only thing preventing you from asking her (like a fucking lovestruck teenager) if Alberto likes you back is emptying that beer bottle. By then the only thing on your mind is ordering another.

CalbertImmi. i can’t even keep my poly shit outta RPF ahaha omhg Imogen has a conversation with her lover's lover. (AlbertImmi, sequel to...) Imogen finds herself in an unenviable position. (emerging CalbertImmi)

Alternate summaries (CC POV, first fic?): Chris loves two people. He doesn't want to choose. Chris has fallen in love a few times in his life. But he's never fallen for two people at once. (Chris also isn't good at choosing.)

ChrisxJ. several self-insert fics bc CC is just that powerful, apparently. haven’t looked at the file in a long time,,,,,

He started calling people to the stage with him, and one by one, my row emptied.

"Come on, yeah, come on," he was saying, waving his hand in an inviting gesture and grinning like a little kid. "Hey, you want to?" I did a double take.

"Me?" I mouthed, pointing at myself just to be sure. He nodded, smiling wider.

So it was that I walked unsteadily down the ramp and waited in line, feeling like I didn’t belong there. Soon I was next in line. What would I say? What would I do? I was sure if I opened my mouth I’d either burst into tears or faint.

Genderswapped IAMX sci-fi. The sci-fi was inspired by a word prompt, genderswapping by my own brain. (play spot the Immi lmao) Across the aisle, Sam rolled his eyes. “Leave Chris alone; she’s nervous.”

“And put on your own seatbelt, Johann,” shouted Jess, two seats back and in Sam’s aisle.

Patrick turned to look at Chris. “Subspace travel is a bitch,” he said simply, and turned back to his book.

“Oh, I feel much less nervous now,” Chris said with a sardonic grin. “How do you know that, anyway?”

"I'm not exactly what I seem to be." He didn’t look up.

Chriimmi (While I Was Gone inspired). Chris/Imogen, inspired by scenes from Sue Miller’s While I Was Gone.

"You really ought not to do that, you know," he said softly.

"Do what?"

"Sneak up on me."

My eyes slid from his face. "I didn't mean to. It just... happened."

"Mm." I glanced back at him; he wore a lopsided smile. "Not that I minded." The tension was so strong the air nearly vibrated with it, yet I held my tongue, terrified that I was the only one feeling it. He took a breath, deep, nearly rising on his toes. "No. I didn't mind at all." He took my hand, circled his thumb over the back. My breath caught as I felt it, as I watched him looking down at our hands.

Chriimmi bathtub dream. dream inspired Chris/Immi smut.

Chriimmi twitter. twitfic plus some, inspired from an actual tweet iamx made that i’m still not over.

@ imogenheap Come sing your lovely lyrics with us in London. @ IAMX misses you. CCx

ChrisxImmi main. grab bag of Chriimmi I was too lazy to put into separate docs.

“What do you think?” She grinned, twirling.

He cleared his throat. “Ah, I-Imogen, what are you wearing?”

“Well, I didn’t want to clash with your theme… Janine helped me. Does it work?”

Scandalously short skirt, midriff-baring top, knee-high boots.

“You’re trying to kill me, aren’t you? You’re trying to fucking kill me.”

Her grin only widened, even though a blush had started.

Fic edit chriimmi ver. yeah. editing someone else’s original fic to be chrimmi. either never posting or editing the frick out of. ~_~

He kissed her neck, whispered into it, “I love you.”

Imogen laughed. “Bollocks,” she said lazily.

”I do!” Chris protested. She looked down at him, nestled on her shoulder. He looked back, open, a little adoring. “I fell in love with you halfway through the show; I sang every note just for you.”

”Oh, please. You couldn’t have seen me.”

”No,” he said. “But I knew you were out there… I knew it had been you the minute I saw you backstage.”

Hospital Chriimmi. In which my guilty feeling over RPF are even worse bc of the inspiration ^_^U “Ms. Heap. What a pleasant surprise.” It’s surprising, how well she remembers his voice.

“Mr. Corner, what have you got yourself into?”

“Oh, just a bit of lingering insomnia. You know how it is.”

She takes a seat in the chair near his bed, crossing her legs. “Well, I’ve certainly had a sleepless night here and there, but I’ve never ended up in hospital from it. So no, I don’t suppose I do know.” Her tone is light, but her smile has begun to crack.

ImmixChris genderbend smut. the my secret friend video is... fertile material. have not actually written the smut yet.

...he saw us as characters– we put on those clothes and become separate from ourselves, removed. Whereas I simply felt like myself in men’s clothes, and instead of feeling what He felt for Her, I just kept right on feeling what I felt for Chris, amplified to a distracting level.

ReluctantdommeImmixSubCC. ...shrug emoji? notes and uh. visualizing.

Vampire Chriimmi. based on a dream. smutty. inspired by True Blood so wow that’s old.

From my Markipairings folder:

demon dream. markiplier self insert...... ughhhhhhhh o///o

"You can have me," I tell the creature. "But this one," I jerk my head toward Mark, "comes with me. He's mine, you see." A bold proclamation to make, but in the moment I know that the truth in those words surpasses everything I've ever said. He is mine, and saying the thought out loud fills me with courage. He squeezes my hand, two short and a long one so strong I think he might break it.

I know we’ll win.

DommeJujY. same as above, same as the next four. smutty.

Fight team AU. i forget where i got this one from. vaguely inspired by loveless i guess. The first clear thought I had was, He shouldn't have gone ahead of me. The second one was, I should have been able to protect him. But these came later, after the rage went away, after I hugged him and apologized, after I bandaged him…

Gaming meetcute. i win some contest or whatever to secretly tagteam w/ Mark. stuff happens and yeah......

The adrenaline surges through my veins as I take in the scene. Mark's avatar is flailing around, backed into a corner by some Eldritch Abomination and holy shit, the graphics in this game are amazing.

"This is not good, I can't move, I can't move…"

There's a voice in the back of my head screaming to shut the game down, to get that horrible thing off the screen. I ignore it.

Markinpanties. .......smut.

shifter-slight sci-fi AU. shrug emoji.

I looked up from the ground and saw I was heading straight for a brick wall. There was no time to slow down. I braced for impact...

It didn't happen. I opened my eyes and found myself in a café.

What.

Looking behind me, I saw a door. On impulse I walked over and opened it; the tree-lined street I could see through the glass was indeed there. No brick wall to smack my face into. Bewildered, I turned around and looked for a seat, choosing one near a window.

Gouldiplier~. master doc of ficbits of my cracky mccrackship, MarkiplierxEllie Goulding.

I check my phone during break time again. My selfie has been liked and retweeted thousands of times, and I shake my head in disbelief; I don't think that will ever stop surprising me, deep down. To make things even better, Mark's liked it! I'm in the middle of a happy jig when I realize there's a text from him and a squeak of joy slips from me.

hellooo gorgeous

looks like you're having fun. Hope the shoot's going great! <3

I quickly send a reply. it has been. Be glad when it's done tho. Missin u lots xo

Markipicbunnies. fanart of Mark for Gouldiplier insipration. photographer au.

"Ms. Goulding, I'm really not sure about this…"

"I produce pictures that are intimate because I'm an intimate being, Mark." Ellie looked at him directly, a hint of a smile shaping her lips. "Deep down, I think you are too. We just need to draw you out a bit."

showersexgouldiplier. WELP. IT’S SMUT.

Also I have folders for my 2010/11 nanowrimo novel that are kinda still WIPs but also kinda not

i’m gonna tag.... @kippielovesyou @kiridork and @mistergrass and anyone else who wants to do this can too :3

#JujYwrites #Mintyblather #i have too much stuuuffffff

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juunshua · 6 years

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Fashion anon again thanks for answering, I know that was a lot! It's exactly as you say, anything you owned came with a place in the hierarchy. But you only actually had to worry if you wanted to be part of the in-crowd. If not, there was judgment and derisiveness but not outright bullying. It was safer not to be cool, less pressure in the long run. (cont.)

You are right about Hao. He IS a rebel in the sense that it's easy to be laughed at if you slip with your choices, especially in Korea where they tend to play it very safe and classic. The stage is one thing, but street fashion is different especially for men. So even if he wears trendy labeled things, he is being gutsy in even choosing to stray from a certain line, he could become a fashion victim (GD anyone?) but he wears things with conviction because he has faith in his own vision.I agree about Gyuhao! What I see from Gyu is that while Hao cares more about self-expression through getting a certain look/making a style statement, he wants to be aesthetic himself, his goal is looking and feeling good, so in doubt less is more. Hao would make sure you got a stunning dress that was very you, and Gyu would prioritize you feeling stunning in the dress, so yes, they balance each other since Hao deals in the fantasy and Gyu in the concrete and practicalities.Investment pieces in fashion are typically things that are high quality, versatile, and "timeless" classics , so they will keep their value or even augment it with time. The kind of thing you pass down to your kids, or resell well if in good condition. Different brands (esp. Big-name) have different specialties. Chanel is iconic for quilted bags and tweed jackets, Burberry for Trench coats etc. Or as you said, Rolex for watches. Gyu's Hermes belt is not a BIG investment piece, but it's a start.I think my favorite style is Vernon's not because I find it pretty itself or flattering, but for how "him" it is and because I love his use of color and accessories, however jarring it may be sometimes.( Like seriously, he sometimes looks like a stoner hobo who had an accident in a paint shop😅😂) Whose style is your fave? :) (and sorry for the rant again)

response under the cut! sorry that this is super late!

hmmm...i don’t know if it was safer to be not cool...it could result in stuff that could affect you for the rest of your life. esp when you’re a kid and you don’t necessarily know that its okay to not be cool? yeah as you get older and you realize ‘oh i don’t have to do everything society tells me to,’ that can put less stress on yourself but to me, thats a different story. as a child you don’t really know that. i think judgment and derisiveness can be bullying too ahaha...but maybe im getting a bit too personal and projecting haos ‘faith in his own vision’ is really such a central aspect in his artistic life i think thats one of the things that i really respect about him, even if i dont necessarily sometimes agree with some of his artistic choices, just him going out there and pulling it off with such confidence is always super respectable to me i dont think ive paid attention to mingyus fashion choices past its general simplicity. i think its interesting that you find that his priority is making himself an aesthetic so his goal is looking and feeling good? it may not be an easy question, but what about his fashion makes you think that? but wowowow!! you put it to words! “Hao deals in the fantasy and Gyu in the concrete and practicalities.” yesyesyesyes!!! exactly that! and i even think i mentioned in my tags of some post that i always felt like if gyuhao were to design clothes, mingyu could be the fundamental layer and lay the foundations, while hao would take on the more creative expression aspect of it, which is, i think, in essence what you yourself said as well!ooh thank you for the definition!vernooonnn omgggg yes his use of colors is really something else! hes not shy at all with them either, often opting for the lighter or more neon shades of them, instead of the darker, more muted ones (though he does have his muted fashion style as well, i believe). hmm its a bit difficult for me to answer that question because i dont really pay attention to fashion all that much, but i do have some commentary on some of the members (basically recurring thoughts when i see the members im about to talk about). my current fashion is woozi, the person id prefer to dress me up if i had to dress up nicely to go somewhere would be mingyu, i realllyyyy love how clothes fit hoshis body, i love how rebellious minghao gets with his fashion, and finally seungkwan has had some amazing looks and i will never shut up about how good he looks in a simple white t shirt and jeans but i also love his overall style just in general? its hard for me to pinpoint a favorite style specifically i think but minghao might win, just because its always so refreshing to look at his outfits. i feel that because fashions do have their ‘ins’ and ‘outs, ‘ a lot of outfits end up looking similar or have similarly derived themes, at least to the untrained eye ahah, like when i go out in public i feel like i see everyone wearing the same style of clothes more or less? just variations on a theme tbh. but for hao, those themes are either used as loosely tied in inspiration or not even present in his choice of clothes. you dont know what hes going to wear ever but when he wears it, you always think ‘yup this is minghao.’ i think i find his fashion the most exciting, aesthetically pleasing, and unpredictable

#oof anon you have such a nice way with words i could never #replies #fashion anon #anon

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Please water my crops with submissive!Newt( I know Newt’s technically the alpha male, but like, guilty pleasures)

hoooooooo damn alright so just so you know, I had some help because yo girl is questioning her sexuality ahaha, ha. I went with newtmas since you didn’t specify what ship you wanted! i hope that’s alright.

OKAY SO NEWTMAS IS 20 YEARS OLD IN THIS I DON’T MAKE THE RULES,,,

It’s night time in the Scorch, the group has set up separate tents for themselves around a bonfire.

Thomas decides to check on Newt every night because he low key fears that Newt will be taken away from him like Minho was a few months ago.

Newt immediately understood the reason for Thomas doing this so he let it slide. they usually say “we’ll find him” and “good night” to each other before Thomas goes back to his own tent.

Newt doesn’t show it because he knows Thomas needs him, but he has been growing increasingly worried about rescuing Minho.

this stress has made Newt’s leg hurt a lot more recently, which doesn’t go unnoticed by Thomas. He can see the way Newt is slowing down as he walks and how frequently he needs to rest his leg.

When Thomas visits Newt that night, he sees him wincing as he moves.

“Hey, Newt, are you okay?” Newt shrugs it off and tells him not to worry, but Thomas knows better and ignores him. “Can I…can I help?”

Thomas makes Newt recline, his back supported by the bag he had discovered in the mall when the group first explored the Scorch on their own

“Tell me if it hurts.”

Newt winces the second Thomas’ fingertips ghost over his skin, not from pain or because they were cold. Rather, it was as if Thomas had sent small bouts of electricity into his leg, leaving Newt’s skin burning from his touch.

Thomas starts to apply pressure gently, massaging his calf and moving upwards towards his knee. He looks up at Newt through his eyelashes frequently to make sure he isn’t hurting him, and Newt switches his own gaze from Thomas to his slender fingers several times, becoming mesmerized in their moving expertly along his muscles and leaving fires in their wake. The one time they make eye contact, Thomas is the first to look away.

Thomas’ hands move higher, massaging over his knee and just above, rubbing Newt’s skin in circular motions with his thumbs.

His movements start to slow accompanied by the slightest increase in pressure as he moves up his thigh.

Newt didn’t know when his eyes had fallen shut. All he knew was that it was getting harder to keep them open.

Thomas keeps going. His fingers are dangerously high now, and they both know this. Except Newt is too relaxed to care.

Thomas is so close to Newt’s inner thigh – Newt can feel his hesitance as he rubs the same spot three times and refuses to touch him there. skipping over it and going back down whenever he gets too close.

A thought occurs to Thomas. Why is he looking up at Newt so much? At first he thought it was because he was worried about hurting him, but the harder he pressed and the slower he moved his fingers, he realized that that wasn’t the only reason.

Thomas moves back up and glides his thumbs along Newt’s inner thigh dreadfully slowly and with gentle added pressure.

Newt suddenly lets a deep moan escape his lips. His eyes immediately shoot open and all the heat rushes to his face.

Newt’s breaths are deep and surprisingly controllable and they just stare at each other, mouths hanging slightly open in shock and arousal.

“Stop, Tommy. Please.” He silently curses himself. He knows Thomas can see right through his empty words. Thomas knows that isn’t what Newt wants. Newt’s eyes are pleading, and this is the longest Thomas has maintained eye contact with him since he stepped foot into his tent.

Thomas’ eyes shift downwards, landing on Newt’s hard on. When he looks back up, he finds that Newt’s gaze is still glued onto him.

He would still ask for permission because he cArES

Thomas’ fingers slowly travel up Newt’s inner thigh to cup his hard on through his pants, Newt’s eyes fluttering closed as he visibly shudders and lets out a sharp sigh.

things esCaLaTE and soon Newt’s hands are bound above his head with his shirt, and Thomas uses Newt’s scarf to gag him so he won’t make anymore sounds and wake the others. His guttural and animalistic yet desperate moans are muffled, but when Newt starts to whimper his name, Thomas removes the scarf.

While Thomas is on top, he cups Newt’s hands in one of his own. He’s cautious of Newt’s leg at all times, making sure to ask him if it hurts, if he so much as sees him flinch or his face contorts in any way.

Once, Thomas accidentally bumps his knee against Newt’s leg and watches in horror as Newt flinches. That had become an automated response to anything but Newt’s own hands coming into contact with his leg. A second after it happened, Thomas’ movements stilled and eyebrows furrowed in concern – Newt realized it didn’t hurt. Or maybe it did but he didn’t notice, because he was with Thomas, and that was all that mattered to him in this moment.

Newt would look him straight in the eyes with as much softness and seriousness as he could muster, “Keep going.”

Newt being in a state of total euphoria, Thomas sits back to admire his fluttering lashes, his muscular chest heaving with every ragged breath, desperate whispers of “Tommy” leaving his lips as if silence would make this moment disappear and Newt did not want that.

A shuddering gasp betrays Newt as it flutters out from between his lips. He hears himself whimper under his breath, fire coursing through his veins as mind-numbing pleasure shoots through his body.

“Yes, Tommy, y e s,”

wHAT IN THE HFKFHSFNL DID I JUST wrITE

Tagging:

@overglorified-trash @newthomally @newtmos @comebacknow @seaselkie @demented-russian-empress-of-hell @harveylovesmike @thomas–newt @illuminateandrelate

This was a team effort, thanks friends!!

I hope I rehydrated your crops!

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