#so yes ill keep posting everyday

[yois2aki]

wc. 1k

remember when caleb straight up said "what if i told you i was always like this?"... well. this is my take on how high school caleb dealt with his possessiveness. when he still managed to keep some of his rationality leading.

caleb wasn’t used to feeling this way. at least, not when it came to you. he had always been the quiet, composed type, the one who didn’t let his emotions show too much, especially not in public. but now? now, every time he saw you laughing with jayden, the guy from your maths class, something in him twisted uncomfortably.

he tried to brush it off, tried to tell himself he was being ridiculous. but today, watching you and jayden walk down the hallway together, side by side, laughing over some stupid inside joke, caleb felt that familiar knot in his stomach tightening. jayden had his hand on your back, a touch so casual, so natural, and it made caleb’s blood boil.

he leaned against the wall, pretending to check his phone, but his eyes kept flickering to you. you didn’t seem to notice anything was wrong, too caught up in your conversation with jayden, your eyes bright, your laughter filling the air. caleb swallowed hard, trying to calm himself, but he couldn’t. his chest tightened with a possessiveness he wasn’t used to feeling.

he noticed jayden get a little too close to you—too close for caleb’s liking. the way jayden’s shoulder brushed against yours as they walked side by side, the way his hand lingered on your arm when he pointed something out. it was enough to make caleb’s teeth clench, his grip on his phone tightening until his fingers ached.

he wanted to say something. to go up to jayden and shove him away from you, tell him to back off, but he couldn’t. he didn’t have the guts to confront you. he wasn’t sure what was going on inside him, but he couldn’t bring himself to say it out loud.

instead, he just stood there, feeling the anger building up inside him, a storm he couldn’t control.

when you finally noticed him standing there, watching the two of you, you smiled and waved. “hey, caleb!�� you called, your voice light and cheerful, completely unaware of the tension building in him.

he tried to smile back, but it didn’t quite reach his eyes. “hey,” he muttered, pushing himself off the wall and walking toward you. his steps were deliberate, but his heart was racing.

as he got closer, he could feel the anger in his chest, simmering just below the surface. he couldn’t stop thinking about the way jayden had touched you, the way he had been so comfortable around you. he hated it. hated the way he couldn’t even look at you without feeling like he was losing control.

you, still oblivious, were talking to jayden about something. caleb’s gaze flickered to jayden again, and for a brief moment, he could feel his jaw tightening. jayden had that smug smile on his face, the one that caleb couldn’t stand, and it was directed right at you.

he shoved his hands into his pockets, trying to keep his cool, but it was getting harder and harder. “so, what’s going on?” caleb asked, his tone a little sharper than he intended.

you looked at him, the concern flashing across your face. “oh, nothing. just talking about the math homework,” you said with a smile. “jayden’s been helping me out with it.”

caleb’s lips pressed into a thin line, his fists clenching in his pockets. “yeah, i can see that,” he muttered under his breath.

“what’s wrong?” you asked, the worry in your voice now. you had noticed the change in his demeanor, the way his eyes didn’t quite meet yours, the way he was standing so stiffly.

“nothing,” caleb lied, his eyes flickering to jayden for a moment before he quickly looked away. “it’s fine. just… didn’t know you were spending so much time with him.”

you furrowed your brow, now sensing something was off. “caleb, you’re acting weird.”

caleb’s heart hammered in his chest, but he didn’t know how to explain it. he didn’t want to admit how jealous he was, how angry it made him to see jayden so comfortable with you. he couldn’t bring himself to say it out loud.

instead, he just gave a small shrug, avoiding your gaze. “i’m not acting weird.”

you didn’t buy it. you knew something was wrong, but you didn’t press him, not wanting to make him uncomfortable. jayden, however, seemed to pick up on the tension in the air, and with a small smile, he clapped caleb on the shoulder. “hey, man, you good?”

caleb stiffened at the touch, his whole body going rigid. he didn’t like it. he didn’t like jayden’s casualness, his closeness to you. but he didn’t say anything. he couldn’t. instead, he simply nodded, trying to force a smile.

“yeah, i’m good,” caleb said, his voice tight, his words clipped. “just… just tired.”

you studied his face for a moment, the concern still clear in your expression, but you didn’t push him further. jayden, sensing the discomfort, finally decided to take his leave. “alright, i’ll catch you later,” he said to you, giving you a small wave before walking away.

as soon as jayden was out of earshot, caleb let out a breath he didn’t realize he was holding, the tension in his shoulders easing slightly. but he still couldn’t shake the feeling that something wasn’t right.

you turned to caleb, your voice softer now. “caleb, what’s going on? you’ve been acting off all day.”

caleb’s eyes flickered to you, but he couldn’t bring himself to meet your gaze. he didn’t know how to explain the rush of emotions inside him, the jealousy, the possessiveness, the anger he couldn’t control. it was all too much.

“i’m fine,” he said, his voice a little too rough, the words coming out with more frustration than he intended.

you didn’t look convinced, but you didn’t push him. instead, you reached out, placing a hand on his arm, the simple touch grounding him in the moment. “caleb,” you said softly, “you can talk to me, you know.”

he swallowed hard, his throat tight. but he didn’t say anything. he couldn’t. the words were stuck, and the emotions were too overwhelming. instead, he just nodded, letting you pull him into a silence that felt heavy and thick with unspoken words.

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oh wow thanks guys

[rexhya]

What if the prince found out we were terminally ill and coughing blood and wasn’t suspected to live more then 6 months?

yandere!prince who doesn't initially notice the changes to your body. even he who watched you like a hawk couldn't detect the subtle differences from when he'd first seen your light sickness to when it was too late.

The trouble started up about a month ago, you'd contracted a cold from one of the other maids, that was nothing special. In fact, your other symptoms went away not long after but the hacking stayed persistent. You gone to see a general medic but he'd simply said it was a bad cough.

How wrong it was of you to trust him. "Are you still alright?" Anul asked, the two of you were in his room, his head resting on your lap as you ran cards through his hair.

"Yes I'm okay." Anul frowned, and flipped his body upwards so now he was facing you.

"You look pale, I should take you to Rosenwar. Rosenwar was the royal families personal doctor, she'd been serving the Royal Family for years, you had no place being tended to by someone of such importance.

"No, no that's quite alright, I've just been having allergies from the seasons changing that's all. There's no need for a doctor I'm quite alright." you patted Anul's hands as they cradled your face delicately. For a few moments he said nothing, simply stroking your cheek with his thumbs, his expression unreadable.

"Okay." he said, and his lips pressed to yours softly, it was the most innocent kiss you'd received from him in all the time you'd spent.

If only he knew it would be the last, he would have held It longer.

His coronation was only 3 weeks from now, days had passed without since that day in his bedroom and he was ready to be done with all the ceremonial and technical transfers from prince to king that kept him away from you.

Around 2pm in the afternoon, the hazy summer light falling into his bedroom, Anul found you on his bed, your back was turned and you were breathing so softly he almost didn't look at you, as to not wake you up.

But your sleeping face was never one he could resist. His heart fell into abysmal. Velvet red blood pooled at your mouth, it's why your breathing was so soft you were unconscious. He's frantic and scared at Rosenward examines you with her team of nurses, he's halfway into a heart attack when the doctor tells him you're most likely going to wake up today if not tomorrow.

He stays with you the entire time, abusing his power to keep the nurses on round the clock care for you, though your vitals never change and your heart never stops.

When you do finally open your eyes, Anul wants to scream at Rosenward, that wasn't today or tomorrow, it took a week for your body to recover from whatever horrible disease had gotten to it.

You look thin, Anul tries not to cry. "Sweetheart?" he asks tentatively, like speaking would somehow send you back into a week long coma only this time you'd never return.

"Water." you croak and the man brings you a glass within seconds.

Soon enough your body is examined, you contracted a rare disease from that maid, (one he's kept in mind to already kill). Mortuupulmonis only affected 1% of his kingdomes population, and worst of all, it had no cure.

He's wasted about two weeks of his coronation preparation time when he finds this out. The doctor estimated about a 6 months before he ran out of time. The coronation is post poned until then (his father is livid as usual) but Anul doesn't care not even in the slightest bit.

You get worse and worse everyday as Anul pours millions and millions of coin into finding a cure for you, he even goes international to make a statement and hopefully received something, anything but with not luck. He feels hopeless by month 3, your body is piratically crumbling at the seams and all he could do was watch. By month four he's broke, there was no more cures for him to spend, no more medicines to buy, there was nothing.

Nothing but you and your hosiptal bed srounned by things you loved.

"How you feeling today?" Anul whispers. "Mm." you haven't been much into talking these days.

He does his routine, clean your bedding, force feed you anything you'll take that day and check in with Rosenward on things you know didn't matter.

You were going to die, he knew it, you knew it, they both knew it.

On month six Anul doesn't renounce his coronation. Instead he stays by you side until the very end, even after youve took your last breath, Anul would probably stay with you until l your body rotted.

If only he knew. He would've kissed you harder.

[acid-ixx]

this is in Clark's wallet

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HELP ME THIS WAS BURIED UNDER SO MANY ASKS ☹️ this is absolutely so adorable. i love love love the cape on jon's back and the little hearts surrounding the reader is so cute wahh i wish i had a mom figure like them now 💔 (this is sleep deprivation talking right after i wrote angst (plsplspls let that one blow up or ill cry))

i'm absolutely raising you with this: jon kent is probably on the heavier side so of course, since he doesn't want his favorite ever parent to struggle with hugging him, he obviously practices everyday so he could learn how to fly in a really stable manner just so he could surprise you every single day with flying hugs and a kiss to your cheek every morning, afternoon, and night, after every meals and anytime he felt the need to just to show how much he loves his parent; it's one of his favorite ways of showing you affection, no matter how cheesy it is.

and sure, it may warrant some weird reputation for jon whenever you pick him up from school— that he's an 'immature' boy who's still attached to his parent— but that's nothing to jon when it means he could brag about his loving parent to all his friends; how he has them and they don't, and that sheer difference is something jon is so so proud of. yes, he keeps of picture of you in his wallet. yes, he updates you in chat every single second of his life. yes, you're not officially his parent, yet, but what's there to be ashamed of? dad taught him to always cherish your loved ones and you are one of, if not, the most important one to his ever since you stepped into his life.

yes, he may be downright sometimes possessive-obsessive of his parent, but could he help babbling about them when they're the main source of his happiness? absolutely not. so everyone around his vicinity should listen about the time you took him to the fare and won him a plushie that he now sleeps with every night because it holds memories of you.

jon kent loves his parent, what's wrong with that? after all, what's there to not love about you?

(a/n: after all the fluff, i bring you this: shameless plugin and self promo of this hehe. if u love to feel pain, read it ?)

[lovisyandereblog]

Eyes on Me

Yandere Submissive Stalker X GN Reader

Part 3! Probably last part….maybe

Part 1 and 2 here. Also guys Im so sorry for my mistakes in my last post! I accidentally used she/her pronouns in my writing, I genuinely didn’t even realise it. Im so sorry guys!!

7 weeks. It had been 7 long fucking weeks and you were still stuck here.

Noah had kept you captive for nearly two months now, but he never let you feel like you were one.

He would gift you things you wanted nearly everyday, Noah would cook your favourite dishes for you, he would shower you with love and affection, always making sure your every want and need was met.

All he asked for in return was your love…thats all he wanted.

And it seemed like you were slowly giving in.

What else could you do?! He was so adorable, so cute, so kind, so sweet…you were slowly becoming more lenient towards him.

For example, you weren’t kicking, hitting or screaming anymore. You were eating your food rather than throwing it away and yelling. And you were a bit more welcoming to his kisses, his soft and loving kisses.

Noah was also letting you roam free in his large house. You had an idea of who he was now. Noah was a very famous doctor, and was very wealthy. He was a psychiatrist who always treated his patients with care and love, never making them feel like they were a burden.

But although he let you roam the house freely, he never let you outside.

Creak…

The door opened and you stared at it, the same sweet smile you saw everyday greeting you.

“Good morning my love~!! Have you had a nice nights sleep?” Noah came closer to you, stroking your cheek and kissing your forehead. You were so used to it at this point that you didn’t even bat your eye at his affection.

“ `Morning…” You mumbled as you rubbed the sleep out of your eyes, sitting up slowly.

“Have I ever told you how beautiful you look in the mornings~?” Noah said in a sing-song voice, twirling a piece of your y/c hair with his finger.

You tried to hide your blush as you turned your head away, “W-whatever…”

Noah chuckled and kissed your cheek again, “Come! Go get freshened up and lets have breakfast! I’ve asked the cook to make you your favourite french toast!”

He looked at you expectantly, waiting for you to praise him. He practically lived for your praise and attention, but you would rarely give it to him.

“Oh..thank you Noah..Ill go get ready…” You murmured as you rushed to the toilet. Noah watched you go, hearts practically engrained in his eyes. For you. Just for you~

At the breakfast table, Noah was staring at you lovingly as he fed you the toast.

“I can feed myself…” You tried to protest, but he whined.

“P-please! Please let me Y/N…Im begging you~” His eyes were so cute, you just couldn’t help but give into his pleads.

“Fine..just stop looking at me like that…” You replied hastily, and he immediately brightened up and went straight back to feeding you.

After your 5th or 6th bite, you started feeling quite full, putting your hand up to stop the bite in Noah’s hand to come near your mouth. He nodded and ate the bite himself, smiling at you with such a lovesick grin.

You swallow nervously, looking at him. You had to ask him a question really badly, it was really important, “Noah?”

“Yes my angel, my love, my darling~?” Noah answered, hearts in his eyes as he looks at you. You had to keep yourself from smiling at his cheesy terms of endearment.

“Can you please let me go outside? I haven’t seen the outside world in like 2 months…” You complained, making him frown immediately and look away.

“Y-Y/N, you know how sorry I am…I feel so guilty baby…” Tears already filled his eyes as he spoke, making you sigh as you always gave into his tears.

“But…but I can’t let you go…Im scared you’re going to leave me. I can’t live without you my love…I’ll die!” Noah started to cry, holding your hands and bringing it to his heart. On the inside, he knew he was manipulating you but what else could he do?! He genuinely did love you so so much.

He loved you to the point of obsession.

You thought to yourself as you just stared at him, he sniffed and gave you puppy eyes. You knew you had to do something in order to get out of this place, otherwise he’d just keep you locked up forever. You wanted your life back and you knew just how to do it.

It involved giving into Noah’s love in order to regain your freedom. There was no other way. You had tried to escape in the past but he always…always found you.

“Noah…if I become your..partner..will you let me have more freedom?” You asked, and he immediately jumped up, looking at you hopefully.

“Y-Y/N?! Are….are you being serious?!” Noah couldn’t believe it, all his hard work finally paid off. You would finally be all his.

“Yes Noah, I’ve thought about it a lot and I want to start a relationship with you, but you have to promise you’ll let me go-” You had barely finished your sentence when he suddenly fainted, making you let out a loud scream.

You immediately went on your knees, cradling him in your lap as you tried to nudge him awake.

‘What the fuck??’ You thought to yourself as you check his pulse and sighed in relief when it’s normal.

“Now what am I to do with you…” You mumble to yourself before a plan comes to mind.

Paybacks a bitch…

Noah woke up with a groan, his eyes slowly opening yet his sight was still hazy.

‘What happened…?’ He thought to himself as he tried to sit up, but his eyes widened when he couldn’t move. He looked up and saw his wrists were tied together and attached to the headboard of the bed. To add to this, his ankles were tied to the bottom poles of the bed. He looked down and noticed he was now wearing only his boxers and a t-shirt.

He thrashed around, trying to get out of his restraints to no avail. This couldn’t be happening. Where the hell were you?!

Noah began to sob and panic as millions of thoughts raced through his poor little head. He started to think of how you had left him and he’d never see you again.

“Y/N!! P-PLE-HIC-PLEASEE I’M S-SORRY…DON’T L-LEAVE ME…I’LL DIE W-HIC-WITHOUT YOU!!!” He was genuinely going crazy without you, where did you go?? Why would you leave him? Was he not good enough?! He’d change for you—he will; just give him a chance!!

“Y/N!! C-COME BA—” His words were cut off by you suddenly placing a hand over his mouth, “Shut the fuck up,” You seethed, glaring at him as he looked up at you with teary blue eyes.

Where you came from, he didn’t know but he was just happy that you were here. Although he was genuinely scared from how angry you looked, he couldn’t help but feel relieved at the fact that you hadn’t left. He was so delusional that he thought you had came back for him❤️❤️❤️ (A/N he’s so weird I love him)

But he also had a little problem because of you on top of him; all of his fantasies were coming true. Oh god just ruin him already!!

He whined against your hand and tried to buck his hips up, making you grip onto his mouth even harder, “I said shut up you fucking brat, can’t listen to simple instructions?”

The mix of your strong body on top of him and your cruel words made the poor boy’s eyes roll to the back of his head as his back arched; pathetic moans leaving him.

No way….did he just….?

You look down and saw a wet patch forming on his crotch, you internally smirked at how much of an effect you had on him but you had to keep up your strict persona, “Did you just fucking cum, you slut?”

Noah panicked, his pretty eyes filling with even more tears as he shakes his head “no,” worried that you’d be disgusted with him. (He secretly wanted you to treat him like trash)

But could you blame him for cumming?? You were literally on top of him looking as beautiful as ever, whispering demeaning words at him and you expected him not to cum?

“Mmm…n-not a s-slut…” He tried to mumble against your hand, looking at you with such love in his eyes. You nearly felt bad for him.

You suddenly slap him on the face, making him whine out in pain and pleasure as he breathed heavily from the release of his mouth from your hand. You took a second to admire the sight below you:

His blonde locks were messy, bangs sticking to his forehead. His cheeks were all rosy and wet with tears as was his mouth which was covered in his drool. Noah’s big blue eyes were looking to the side, embarrassed to face you as he bit his pretty pink lips.

You gripped his hair roughly, making him whine out, “Did I say you could talk back? Did I say you could fucking look away?”

He shook his head frantically, mentally face palming himself for disobeying you, “N-no! No…‘mm sorry!! S-sorry…please…”

“Sorry’s not going to cut it pretty boy…I think I need to teach you a lesson hmm? For all the bad things you did…” You leaned in close to his ear and he could feel his dick harden again from your proximity, “….for kidnapping me, keeping me locked up here…you’ve been a bad boy haven’t you~?”

Noah had started to sob, tears cascading down his adorable pink cheeks; he didn’t want to be a bad boy!! He wanted to be good, so good, for you!

“N-no! Mm so-sorry!! I’m n-not a bad boy! I-I’m a g-good boy…your good boy!!” He desperately begged, looking up at you in hopes you’d believe him. He knew what he had done was wrong but his intentions were never bad, he promises!!

You couldn’t help the heat pooling in your lower stomach from the way he was begging, god his desperation was so hot. So what if he was a deranged, psychotic, obsessive lunatic? He was cute!!

“But you haven’t proven to me you’re a good boy…so a punishment is really needed~” You said with a devilish smirk forming on your face, making both his heartbeats race (if you get what I mean💀💀)

You lean over and open one of the drawers, an assortment of items you had bought while he had been unconscious. His eyes widened in fear and excitement as he saw you bring a ball gag to his mouth, “Mmnnoo!! Y-Y/N!!” He tried to beg but you had already sealed his mouth shut.

Then you proceeded to pick up a remote like device you bought, Noah looked at it in confusion while tilting his head. You smirked at how adorable he looked, he didn’t know what he had gotten himself into.

With the click of a button, Noah’s back arched as he felt pleasure coursing through his body. He hadn’t even realised that a vibrator was lodged inside him! You must have put it in while he was unconscious.

“MMMNNGGH~!” He moaned against the gag, his body twisting and shaking, poor little baby was so sensitive!

You turned the vibrator off and he slumped down, his chest heaving, “Now for your punishment, I’m going to leave you here with that vibrator on and you’re going to cum over and over again until I’m satisfied, do you understand?”

Noah’s eyes widened and he shook his head profusely. This wasn’t what he wanted, he wanted to feel you, to touch you, to have you make him feel good; not this stupid toy!

He also didn’t want to be alone, he felt like he’d die if you weren’t near him so he began to cry, “N-noooo!! Mmm stayy!” His voice came out muffle which only made you smirk even more.

It was evident you were a sadist; seeing him whine and beg like that really turned you on. However you were doing this also to make sure it was engrained in his head who was in charge: you. It was to make sure he’d never pull a stunt like this again and would also prove his obedience to you.

“You said you wanted to be my good boy didn’t you Noah~? So be a good boy and take it.” You said sternly, turning the vibrator on once more before walking out of the room, leaving the door open a little bit so you’d hear him.

His moans and cries followed you as he begged for you to come back, but with the gag in his mouth he could only do so much.

Noah’s eyes rolled to the back of his head as he came again with a cry, his boxers were now dirty with his jizz. He sobbed as the vibrations bullied his poor prostrate, he wanted you to make it feel better, please come back!

And then he came for the third time, and the fourth and then the fifth. It felt like hours had gone by (it had only been 30 minutes) since you left him in this state; his whole body was shaking as his hips bucked to try and get away from the vibrations but to no avail.

“Nnnngghh~!! ‘S t-too m-much…too much!” He whined, mainly to himself but it came out as mixed garbles.

You finally graced him with your presence and entered the room, your own arousal building up at the sight of him. But you also felt pity on him, it was clear that he had never felt the touch of anyone his entire life—let alone come numerous amounts of times!

He hadn’t noticed you came in yet, his mind was all foggy and hazy; the only thing he could focus on was the vibrations in his ass.

You say next to him and his head immediately darted towards you, tears pooled his eyes and he begged you to make it stop, “P-pleasshh~” He tried to say but the gag and the tormenting toy stopped him from being able to vocalise himself.

You cooed at him and turned the vibrations to the lowest level, yet not quite turning it off yet, “Have you learnt your lesson~?” You ask, and he nods eagerly and tries to get closer to you: to feel your comfort, your warmth, your affection, your love~

You take mercy on him and take out the gag since it was clearly hurting his jaw, he lets out a moan of relief as incoherent ‘thank yous’ and ‘I love yous’ leave his mouth.

“Shhh…it’s okay, I’ve got you~” You whisper in his ear, you gently take his underwear off and take the vibrator out, making him whine, “Mmmh…s-sensitive..ahhnngh~”

He gave you such adorable eyes, pleading for you to make him feel better so you cupped his face, “Don’t worry, I’ll take all the pain away, I promise…you’re my good boy right~?”

As soon as he heard the words, “Good boy,” he immediately nodded like a mad-man, “Mmm your good boy! P-please…please…y-yours…”

You could tell he was extremely exhausted from the torment you put him through, so you untied his wrists and ankles which made him cling onto you like a spider monkey; you let out a soft chuckle, “Noah…you have to let me go…I need to clean you up…”

“N-no! D-don’t go…please…” Tears pooled his eyes yet again, making you coo at him which he melted to.

“Shhh…alright, we can cuddle for a bit but then I have to clean you okay~?” You wrapped your arms around his waist aswell, being careful not to touch his very sensitive lower body.

Noah could still feel the tingles and electricity coursing through his body, but once you held him in your arms—he felt all that pain go away. He snuggled further into you, his face buried in your neck.

“I love you so much…I love you Y/N..” He mumbled against your skin, kissing it softly.

And you found yourself saying something you’d never imagine saying the first day you met him;

“I love you too Noah~”

Ahhhh! Finally finished this!!

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[myhaeris]

"We'll be together, yes forever, we will never ever part"

"Oh you don't know it but baby Ive already got your heart."

I've fallen. I've fallen into hyper fixation hell and it's all because of this mf right here. If you're unaware, this is Cole from the game Blush Blush. I came across a video featuring him on TikTok, and he then proceeded to ruin me to the point I had to draw him. (I believe the TikTok video was made by Ren-054, who's also here on tumblr btw ^^)

Cole lured me into the blush blush fandom and I haven't been able to recover ever since. Literally… I decided to try and play the game mainly for Cole a few weeks back, and then was jumped by all the other boys - THE HYPER FIXATION ON THIS GAME IS EATING ME ALIVE. It's criminal that there's not a large fanbase here on tumblr, I keep looking at the tags for the game hoping for new content like once everyday. This is not normal of me...

So in the end, I decided to ultimately start posting art again all because of this guy. I told myself that my first art related post should be something about my OCs, but oh boy- I just HAD to get him out of my system... Might as well feed myself and others here on tumblr with my contribution to the fanbase featuring my mental illness. Eat up I guess?

[hqwkeyes]

I've seen all the discourse lately regarding Bob's character depiction in fics, and I was initially going to keep my opinion to myself. I've been in this fandom for quite a while now and I don't enjoy drama or getting involved in it, but this feels like more than that. So, while I am putting my two cents in, I will not be arguing with anyone about this. This isn’t me “going after” anyone. This isn’t a call-out post. Simply giving my own opinion on the matter, and maybe a new perspective on all of this. But yeah, this is gonna be a little long.

Warnings: mentions of drug abuse, mentions of domestic abuse, brief (like the briefest) mentions of potentially dubious consent (in the link), thunderbolts* spoilers ofc

First of all, I think it’s important to note that fanfiction is free. It is someone willingly sharing their writing with the public. And a lot of these writers, especially those for Thunderbolts, are new to writing and maybe new to the MCU. This is all supposed to be fun. If someone is depicting a character in a way that is harmless but also just doesn’t meet your preference, or you think it’s out of character, that’s okay. We can move along and read/write something that we find more agreeable. There is a stark difference between criticizing someone’s work and critiquing it, and I think that’s a line that perhaps we all need to remember. It’s one thing if someone’s writing is harmful in some way, but there is no need to be plain mean about others’ work simply because you imagined something differently than they did.

Now, getting to the main point. I’ve seen people talk about particular details of Bob’s character. And let’s be honest here, the majority of fanfiction about Bob is going to be using speculation and headcanon because we just don’t know enough about his character. We did this with Bucky Barnes for years before TFATWS, which is when, at least I think, we finally got to see some real details about his character and his personality in the MCU. The same goes for so many other characters in the MCU, and Bob is no different.

People have largely been upset about writers infantilizing Bob, and while I do think there are cases of that out there, I think it’s important to take into consideration what we actually do know about his character:

Yes, Bob is a grown man. He is in his late-20s/early-30s. He also experienced domestic abuse throughout his childhood and consistent drug abuse from childhood into his adulthood. And that is on top of mental illness, presumably bipolar disorder and depression. All of these factors could very well have impacted his development. Meaning that potentially stuttering or stammering here and there could be possible. That also can be normal for the everyday person. There is a difference between stuttering and having a stutter. People stutter all the time, and it often goes unnoticed. I personally think going overboard with that—and some people do—doesn’t necessarily seem in-character for him, but that’s my opinion, and I simply won’t read or write that. Again, I do, however, think a stutter or stammer here and there could be used as more of him being flustered or trying to verbalize a thought in a situation, as this is something anyone might do (more on that here). And I most definitely do not think stuttering makes someone seem childlike. That, to me, is offensive. And that is infantilization, ironically.

We have seen Bob shut down. “Always making things worse.” That’s someone with a confidence issue of some sort. Being told that from a young age and really, truly believing it. It’s reasonable to believe he might stutter or stumble over his words at times, or hesitate when speaking. If you think about it, it really could make sense for his character. And I do believe he stutters/stammers at least once or twice in the movie, though it could easily go unnoticed.

As for the “Bob can’t be a virgin” point, I just don’t think that’s true. Adults can absolutely be virgins. That definitely is not infantilizing him. We don’t know many details of Bob’s life prior to Malaysia, or his sexuality. And correlating his virginity, or lack thereof, to his drug abuse is also an interesting presumption. I think it could be safe to assume either. This post makes some really great points regarding this topic. At the end of the day, if you don’t want to read about virgin!Bob, then don’t. Again, fanfiction is free, and I’m sure there are other fics out there you might enjoy. But no one is being harmed by virgin!Bob and it isn’t going against canon either.

Regarding Bob being depicted as a soft, sweet, maybe shy character, I don’t think that is necessarily infantilizing on its own either. He can be kind and sensitive and affectionate, and still be assertive at times, still swear, still be sarcastic, and he’s still incredibly capable. He can be all of those things. At the end of the day, he’s a person. People have more than one personality trait, more than one emotion, and they can absolutely act differently with different people. Why can’t he be soft and sweet? Because he’s been through so much? Because he’s a man? I genuinely don’t understand that, and I honestly don’t want to. If you like super sweet, fluffy Bob fics, then cool! If you prefer wayy less of that, there are plenty of fics out there for you too!

And I’ll say here: I absolutely have seen a fic or two where I felt they were infantilizing Bob, whether they intended to or not. Writing him like a kid who couldn’t do things for himself. Writing like the others have to police him. Writing like he is just sweet but incapable. And I don’t agree with it. But to say he can’t do or be the above things because he’s a grown man is a blatant misconception. And yeah, he might need help from the others sometimes. Bipolar disorder and depression are not easy to live with or manage sometimes, and I like to think that the others look out for him and help him when he needs it. I mean, they brought him with them to keep an eye on him. They are there to support him.

Anyway, that’s my take. No hate to anyone, just looking at Bob with a broader scope.

[andbie]

SPIKE! shot

maeda riku smau !!

11. ??? (half written)

warnings: cursing, mentions of being hungover

wc: 546

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you left your dorm in a hurry, ignoring the immense hungover, the urge to puke, and the pain from the bruise.

“shit shit shit shit,” you mumble under your breath, you check your watch—10 minutes before the bell rings.

you quickened your pace, and you arrive at the gate—5 minutes left.

“y/n!”

you see a familiar figure standing a few steps to your left, “riku?”

he quickly walks up to you, snatching your bag from you, and giving you… medicine?

“that helps me whenever i'm hungover,” he explains, noticing your confused expression while you eye the bottle he had just given you. “trust me, you’ll need it.”

day by day—he gives you less and less reasons to dislike him, and more reasons to be nice to him. you were so used to being so closed off and cold to him, but of course, that changes.

you genuinely feel bad that he’s using so much of his time on you, especially today.

you took the medicine before classes started, and thank god you did. you got through the test, the unnecessary sermons from the professor, and now you’re continuing the research with riku.

you honestly feel awkward, because no way a guy who barely knows anything about you—has seen your dorm, your bedroom, and god you even whined to him.

“here are the papers you wanted me to print,” he hands them over to you, a smile in his face. “how are you feeling y/n?”

“oh, a lot better overall, thank you.” you reply, looking over at the papers he gave you. “look riku about last night-“

he cuts you off, hand right in front of your face, his lips pursed, “we don’t need to talk about last night-“

“riku just listen to what im gonna tell you.”

“yes ma’am.” he answers quickly, retrieving his hand out of your face, sitting up straight. you sigh and roll your eyes, but a small smile appears on your face, to which he saw.

“i would like to apologize for last night, i know you said i don’t need to apologize but for my sake i am.” you look at him, sincerity in your voice, and he listens attentively.

“not only last night, but how i’ve treated you prior today, i owe you big time riku, again im sorry.” you finished, it felt like you were holding your breath the entire time, why is apologizing harder than making an essay about psychopaths?

he just stares at you, blinking continuously. not that he doesn’t know what to say—he doesn’t know what to say. “you owe… me?”

his reaction is completely different from when he told you he will do anything, “uhm…”

“be my friend”

you choked out of air, puzzled by his request, “what?”

“yeah well because,” he starts to stutter, “you and i interact with each other everyday now, you’re friends with my friends, shouldn’t i be your friend too? i mean you keep slipping up in chat, talking about yourself instead of the research.”

he spoke like he was defending his thesis, and you just laughed. for the first time he saw you laugh—soberly.

“okay, i’ll be your friend.” you smile, so sweetly that he felt his cheeks warm up.

maybe from the embarrassment? totally not from your smile.

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[moodfeelz]

the "its coping. you just hate that someone is coping differently from you" argument is so strange, if you need to constantly say "ITS A COPING MECHANISM. ITS HEALTHY AND SAFE FOR ME!!!" i'm not sure its healthy yes, everyone's coping mechanisms look different but we also need to consider that not every coping mechanism is healthy, constructive, and worthwhile. maybe sewing or crocheting can be someone else's coping mechanism while their friends is cooking, both are constructive and can help you (not to mention enjoyable!) but what KC is doing is just instant gratification, giving into her impulses, and self harm by retraumatizing herself (plus the added rule of being able to date/be close to her is you HAVE to be assigned a family role essentially destroying any sort of progress she thinks shes making) the incest and pedophillia to justify "my brother never meant to hurt me" as well as "the people I used to know never meant to hurt me" is pretty bad! constantly egging her on to keep going and what shes doing is actually healthy isn't actually going to help her get any better, but her so called "friends" don't really care about her well being it seems with freakycare always seeming to update everyday or every other day with more and more errors than her old art which was already rushed. I'm genuinely curious what exactly is "healthy" about all this, if she was harming herself physically no doubt these same people would be telling her to stop or if they told her to keep going they'd get extreme back lash for having, what they also like to argue, a severely mentally ill queer person in a bad living situation continue to harm herself. the only real "proof" I ever seem to get is OTHER social media posts, self proclaimed "doctors" or "empaths", carrds, or screenshots from conversations with their friends which all essentially boil down to "my opinion is better than yours and you're so stupid for thinking this isn't healthy, ugly" and continue the cycle of KC having nothing but yesmen on her shoulders constantly enabling her self destruction it's not so much so "shes happy and comfortable so its okay", recovery isn't comfortable, its not always happy, and I acknowledge that KC is in very much real danger knowing her brother could just be in the next room, but she can't have her personality be "victim" and having melt downs once someone tells her that shes not helping herself OR that shes also becoming a danger to others and roping teenagers into her fetish/kinks (in her state, people under 18 are considered children regardless of where that teenager might be themselves) if the internet is all she has left, she should learn to take action of her own well being and not rely on predators to make her happy while they take advantage that she just wants friends and people to indulge her in her pedophillic incest fantasy, she as an adult needs to learn to take care of herself and also tell her therapist the WHOLE story of "freakycare" and not that shes only drawing it, shes also sharing it with others, having a community dedicated to it, and posting it online while having it be public knowledge about what shes gone through I have a resource that'd be good to read up on: https : // rainn . org / (< just delete the spaces and it'll lead you to the site)

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[belllaboratories]

What is your favorite Grahamscott fic ? And why ?✨️

man. are we gonna act surprised when i say it's a certain fic that begins with and "E" and ends with "xposure?" okay, no seriously exposure by gunophilia i think is my favorite fic i've read of all time. i remember when it was first getting published and keeping up with it until i fell out of interest with lis, revisited it in 2020, and had my life irreversibly changed. the thing is though, is that i'm not really a fic reader. i used to be more of one in my youth when i probably shouldnt have been using ao3 everyday... but Yes, ok. Exposure is my favorite grahamscott fic. i could go on about that fic about how not only nathan & warren are characterized but how interesting the plot is and how supporting characters like jefferson & chloe really add to the experience with how nicely written they are—fuck im getting ahead of myself, but i do like a few other ones.

though only a few... for starters, i remember liking warren is strange by voidwaren a lot. though, i think that might be just as popular as exposure.i read that one for the first time about five years ago, but should give that one a reread since i can't recall most of it (god i suck.) currently though, im trying to change my ways and read more fic, but i have a chronic illness of being picky when it comes to both warren and nathans characters.

currently, im keeping up with stone the crows by duelcrochet, which is currently being updated as we speak. seriously, it updated last night and it's a very intriguing retelling of the general lis outline so far, and im very excited to see where it goes. i'm really digging how both boys are written. another one i'm keeping up with and thoghroughly enjoying is Looking Back to Move Forward by toomanymangos. it's a post-canon fic focusing on nathan post-rehab. it unfortunately doesnt update frequently and the author has expressed being a busy adult, which is a shame because there seem to be not only slow burn elements to it but as well as an overarching driving plot. fingers crossed everyone 🤞

but yeah that's basically it... i should probably read more fic, and i plan to—in fact i've been eyeing some fics and bookmarking them to eventually check out. hell, i've been itching to join the writing game but i haven't written in years, save for roleplaying, so im not sure i can deliver.

anyways, thanks for the ask even if i went on a tanget about other people's fics... considering anon asked me why my favorite fic is my favorite fic, i should've probably went more indepth—but i think everyone kind of already knows why exposure is The GOAT so... maybe i'll save that for another time where i can properly make something for it as well. i want to draw some art based off a couple of scenes from it not gunnah lie...

[4sk-th5-r1ddl5r]

My deepest apologies for the lack of posts, I have been feeling quite under the weather as of late, and whatever may be wrong with me, has had the ever so generous courtesy of zapping the majority of my energy away to who knows where.

I have been feeling unusually tired and ill for extended periods of time, and it prevents me from doing many everyday tasks, even posting on the god forsaken forum. Although today I have found myself in a, no doubt, temporary bout of positive energy, which I have taken full advantage of to the dismay of the Bat, and to the mild concern of the people I live with. Even so, I’m taking this as a sign my physical health is improving. Even slowly.

I see I have no new asks or inquiries so I will have to make do with something else for the time being.

I know stated above, I’ve written about the people I live with, if very briefly.

No I do not live with any other rogues, nor do I have any sort of relationship with them, because I know the people behind their screens watching and reading will ask. The implication is one I detest.

Well, I suppose that statement is a partial lie, I do live with one other rogue, even if he’s never really home. The only of which is Jonathan Crane. He’s not particularly enthusiastic about living with me, though the time he spends in our shared living space is minimal, he and I tend to differ majorly in our living styles. This is mostly due to the fact that he leaves his shit everywhere, and rarely cleans up after himself, a habit he may have been comfortable living with when he lived alone, but not one I am willing to perpetuate, as long as he sleeps under my roof. I do pay most of our living expenses, like the water bill, the electricity, and half the rent, while Jonathan pays the other half. I suppose he’s not the worst roommate to have, he pays his rent mostly on time, and he keeps the fridge stocked, though he could stand to throw a fruit or vegetable in his diet.

I cannot imagine trying to live with any other rogue. Tetch is far too… well, tetchy, and from what I heard from his old roommates, uses subtle hypnosis or mind control to get them to pay his half of the rent, and things alike. And, ugh, Music Meister. Surprisingly I haven’t heard much how he lives, but from what I know about the man, I know he plays music at all waking hours. And while I certainly enjoy music, it’s to an extent. Don’t tell him I said that though, I’d rather not be crushed by a grand piano, and I know he has the capability to do so, he’s like a cartoon character that man.

Ugh, you know what? Never mind, I’m tired again, and I have a headache- (yelling) hey Jon?

(Distantly) Yeah?

Could you bring me an Advil? As much as I hate to admit it, I’m back to not feeling great.

(Closer) I told you, here, take this.

Wow you just, had it ready huh?

Yup.

Well, thank you I suppose.

You’re goddamn right…..you’re welcome.

Yes, yes, I owe it to you Jon. I’m going to go lie down after this, sleep a little before this thing passes.

…

You sure you ain’t gonna see a doctor bout it?

No, I’m… I’m fine. It’s nothing.

But what if it ain’t nothin’?

Jon just- sigh. Thank you, for the Advil, but I am no longer in need of assistance.

Sigh, alright, then get some sleep.

… huh. He’s being so, kind, to me. It’s honestly unlike him.

I deserve it, I know I do, I just.. why do I feel so.. oh, did I leave that on? I must’ve forgotten to turn it off.

*click*

[maccamania-fnaf-sideblog]

Summery: I made this blog to satisfy my obsession so that my main account (@maccamania) can be used more for my original characters and fanart from stuff I dont focas on as much. Since many people seemed to like my fnaf art, and I really like to draw it, I've decided to make art for it on this blog. I will start by reblogging any of the fnaf art from my main account on here and then any new stuff I make will only be posted on this blog :] but don't expect this to be updated everyday since I tend to shift my focus on to other interests (if I get bored of fnaf stuff I won't post anymore, and then when I get back into it ill pick it back up lol)

Is this an au?: Yes! It's mostly the same, but I've changed bits of the timeline to fit my ideas better. (This is not a rebornica au btw!)

Most of my designs and lore is from a little bit of everything, the games, the movie, a tinsy bit of the books, and loads of my own personal headcanons :D

Is fanart allowed?: YES 1000% go nuts I love to see it! You can use my art in pfp's too, just make sure to credit me :]

DNI: proshippers, zoo's, transphobes, homophobes, etc.

This blog is 14+ cuz yknow, child murder, dark topics, spooky stuff like that it's fnaf, I don't wanna see any single digits exposed to that stuff on my behalf so pls avoid this blog if you're too young

As I've stated before, idc what you're views on Scott Cawthon are as long as you don't argue with me or others on my blog, if you do you're gonna be blocked, keep that drama outta here because this blog is not about that, please and thank you!

Asks?: Yes :D Please feel free to ask about the lore or characters of my au or anything at all! I can't garrentee that ill answer right away, it really depends on what you ask lol

[heart-freak]

idrk how to say this... i do like hermitcraft. i say that in most places. (long post, just a fair warning, there is a TL;DR at the very bottom)

No doubt that i love Hermitcraft. i have been watching it since 2020 near the start of season 7, which, to me, makes me a "newbie" but well time passes and rlly it doesn't matter how long youve liked smthn anyways. but its 2025 now and i still love hermitcraft. i think i love it more. i often partake in creating and consuming fanart, fanfic, and just random au ideas and other silly thoughts and posts. i enjoy it a lot i think.

i think... i dont know. well no, i do. i definitely do. i dont think i could STOP doing it, actually. but sometimes it kind of hurts or makes me feel ill physically or mentally. i kind of think about hermitcraft and feel sick but out of no amount of, hatred. not to say everything is all sunshine and rainbows bc it obviously isn't y'know but i never find myself hating or even mildly disliking it, even after so long. and this is weird let me tell you. i like a lot of other things besides hermitcraft but as far as media and online series go..? hermitcraft really stuck.

there are a lot of factors that could go into this. i got into hermitcraft when i was struggling immensely and also met many of my dearest friends through it, all during covid. so i gained an attachment to it, ok. i used roleplaying with hermits and sometimes other mcyt as a huge coping mechanism, also making AUs and whatnot too. hermitcraft is also an on-going thing. there is a lot of things to watch (new and old, if i rlly want) and many people to choose from. a lot of storylines and things to indulge in, also plenty of fanworks to get into. so you could say there's a lot of stuff to keep my attention.

you can say that's the reason i click so hard with it, and other things i like, or even other mcyt stuff, didnt come at such a hard time for me and so i dont grow the same attachment... this wouldnt be correct, however. i do have other things but im..im not constantly thinking about it. even the things i really, really love. like Guilty Gear, Pokémon, Yo-Kai Watch, Mario, the Life Series, etc...

I think about hermitcraft like everyday. it's always there. it's there when i'm bored. it's there when i'm actually watching hermitcraft. it's there when i cannot bring myself to watch any hermitcraft videos at all bc i feel so low. yes, altho i love hermitcraft i very often fall behind on videos but its, again, never out of disinterest. and i gotta say many ppl i know DO start to lose interest and dont like it as much but not me , not me.

i will be thinking about hermitcraft whenever i get into something else. i always try to make connections back to hermitcraft or think of crossover stuff. same thing with songs, i always try to think abt how this could be about hermitcraft whether it's actual stuff or an AU/fic

hermitcraft will be on my mind when my friends vent to me about serious things or rlly i see any serious topic. i,i know better than to bring that up during those times but my brain will say it to me in my head regardless. that.. that is when things turn into me feeling bad about it. bc wdym ur thinking about a minecraft smp while people talk about real things theyre suffering about. thats so... bad. that feels so wrong, but its true.

and so it happens...and when i sleep and dream its there. and when i myself am suffering in my life i also think about it. i think about it passively. i like hermitcraft whether im actively watching when videos come out or not. i like seeing all the hermits, you coudl put on any of their videos for me i would want to watch even a portion of it. i would be happy if we talked about it. i would like to create and just..htink about it.

i like hermitcraft even when i dont understand the "storylines" and events completely, and i..i dont. i couldnt tell u about the rentheking arc but i couldt ell u i think it was fun anyways. i cant tell u abt the seasons i didnt watch but i will tell you i love hermitcraft anyways.

it feels so childish to say so bc most ppl i know and see kind of a "falling out" with the series. which is like. nromal?like i was rlly into this but it kinda passed y'know. and im like that with OTHER things . but not hermitcraft i am ...stuck here but not trapped, idk. i like being here. like maybe i reach a point when i read one post about evil xisuma and start thinking "i need to throw up" i don't know.

so yeah i do love hermitcraft. PLEASE DO NOT take this as me like...reluctantly enjoying it?

TL;DR: i think about Hermitcraft everyday even during serious moments and when im enjoying completely different fandoms and real life things, i think this is weird because i dont do that with anything else

[aboutzatanna]

To put into perspective just how forced the whole JohnZee pairing has been for the last few years, Zatanna met John 5 times in the pre-reboot continuity. That's 5 out of the 379 times she has appeared in comics before the Pre Nu 52 debut of Justice League Dark. Similarly John's Hellblazer lasted for 300 issues with his own supporting cast and love interests and Zatanna only appeared once in it.

(Yes, there was a divide between Vertigo and DC at the time but Zatanna was one of the few characters who famously flaunted the line)

Swamp Thing #49-50: this is where we first find out that these characters knew each other as John tries to recruit Zatara and Zatanna for the magical seance. Note that there is an element of manipulation involved in all of John's interactions with everyone in this issue. John was also a new character at the time and Zatanna was a very established character. Moore can be a perv so it's not surprising that he made their relationship sexual. He also basically ended the pairing with John Zatara's death and Zatanna blaming John for it. Although they were established as collegues, we got fans and writers today who think Zatanna should be a novice who needs John to lead her around and tell her where to aim her powers.

Books of Magic: In which we learn that John hasn't met Zatanna at all since the traumatic seance but feels he can just waltz in and ask her to babysit a kid for him. The writer likes him so of course it works and she hugs and kisses him, which felt so very jarring. Books of Magic is a book I enjoy except for the Zatanna scenes (and Spectres). Then we had Zee acting like a complete idiot who endangers Tim Hunter and needed to be saved by John Constantine. Really jarring when you see her appearances in JLA comics around the time where she was a powerful magician whose kicking ass. ( Yet, this one comic would decades later set the pace for her characterization in JLD as this novice with a lot of power except for when John needs to shine. ) We would later get a follow up to this in a dream sequence in the 1991 Zatanna mini series by Lee Mars but that too had a scene where Zatanna went 'oh no, I'm not as good John' which makes no sense since she has been involved in magic her whole life.

Hellblazer Vol 1 #63: Zatanna's only appearance in the title at John's 40th birthday party. I don't have any objections to this one. Zee getting high at a party with a floating joint is hilarious.

Totems mini series: A brief appearance where she turns down his offer for sex and even goes 'reven niaga'.

Zatanna Everyday Magic: I like this one. As it deals with things from her perspective. She is the one who saves him and very subtly we see her shed any resentment she may have for John but is not hung up on him. She has her own life and her own love interests, even has casual sex with them.

So we have a pairing that cratered and halfway buried, only for an ill thought out reboot to drag it back up and heavily retconning both character's respective histories to make it work. Like introducing Nick Necro and treating the seance like Zee's origin story instead of Zatanna's Search. Ignoring any aspect of her that's not related to John, like all her relationships with the JL members (except Batman) don't matter anymore even though they played important roles in her life as well. Yet, John gets to keep most of his history and supporting cast and even get several shots at an ongoing. Zee ends up being treated as less smart, less competent and daresay even less sexy, whenever the JohnZee pairing comes to the forefront. The seeds were there since even their second meeting.

I don't see why this pairing needs to be treated as something so sacrosanct that the characters aren't allowed to grow past it. It's definitely not an earned relationship that's up there with Clark/Lois, BatCat, WallyLinda or BarryIris. It's only post nu52 that writers can't seem to go two pages without mentioning the pairing whenever Zee shows up. And I hate the fact that it's lead to Zee developing a reputation as a woman with a bad body fetish. Yet another aspect of the character they had to twist to make the pairing work.

It's not just that Zee deserves better, it just plain doesn't make sense. Even on it's own, it's a constant merry go round 'oh John, you are lying to me, I can't trust you/John, you lied to me, I trusted you. Everyone in JLD gets this but Zatanna gets it the worst.

Also, Zatanna didn't 'choose him', they were apart then the reboot happened and DC went 'well, lets pretend these two are an angsty couple who can't quit each other, forget anything that might contradict this narrative'.

To drive the point home; compare Zee's last appearance in 2022 in JLD as team leader where she was shown to be reckless and dumb leader who endangered her team for no reason and refused to take responsibility (of course John comes out looking good). To her later appearances in Batgirl and the excellent Knight Terrors crossover team up with Robot Man.

Once she is away from John, she goes back to being her fun, competent, bad ass, sexy self.

Side note: Can we also go back to a time when Zatanna, Phantom Strnager, Spectre and Dr Fate were bad asses and not chumps so John Constantine can look cool as he pulls out a vaguely defined spelled from his ass? I saw scans from a comic recently where he got the drop on freakin' Waverider recently.

[little-critters-snips]

THIS IS FOR ANON!!!! WHO COULDNT GET TO ME ON THIS BLOG AND HAD TO GO TO MY MAIN FOR THE ASK. (I honeslty forgot my apologies you can now ask questions with anon on)

THANK U SO MUCH I AM IN TEARS thank u ive tried so hard them well im so happy you like them guhghgh.......TEARS. i actually have quite a lot planned in drawings and """""""""jokes""""""""" so yea expect more to come.

also weed smoker catnap lives rent free in my head i swear, and hoppy is GREEN like WEED GREEN. IM SO GLAD YO LIKED MY JOKE ARGHG.....yes, make a fanfic, make them barely functional teen-barely adults please pleaseee. hehehe i love that you find comics and art inspiring hehe

honestly catnap is based off a few experiences ive had with friends lol. but yes, dogday asks himself everyday what the FUCK is wrong with his best friend.

AND BOBBY WAS SO FUCKING DIFFICULT TO DRAW THIS IS SO SWEET. ALSO THEY ARE GIRLFRIENDS!!!! i know bc iSAW THEM KISS!!!!!

yES. EMO DOGDAY. i LOVE TALKING ABOUT THIS HEADCANON TO MYSELF AND I CAN FINALLY JUST.......TALK. he would be such a teenage dirtbag he also still listens to my chemical romance religiously, also i didnt actually show anything but teenage catnap has braces and exclusively listened to vocaloid................... catnap and dogday being childhood bestfriends is a dynamic i hold close to my heart. !!!

dogday would die for catnap. dogday would also not give a sinlge dorito to catnap. it the BROMANCE. its "dude you are so beautiful you outshine the morning sunrise" and then catnap tries to drown dogday in a pool for a ""PRANK"".

thank you so much you are incredibly sweet!! i actually love when people ask for more content!! so excited you like it i was sure i was going to be posting for me and me alone honestly but seeing people enjoy what i draw??????????????? i am literally jumping up and down LMAO

i am actually starting classes soon and i have to prepare to postulate to art school and shit. but, i do asure you that ill keep making content hehehe even if a few doodles, i just really love these characters. if you have any ideas or make a fanfic i would love to read it and even draw some scenes!!!! i jsut really want to participate in this fandom LOL

you are so kind to me! you have a wonderful day too!!!

[scoundrellyfeline]

great homestuck rereading discussion - day T+1 (Feb 11)

first next

SF 13:40

(forwarded from #homosuck | Tuesday) i should put where i am in the reread next to my name to trip newgens up i think

i have now done this

SF 15:29

posting this for myself

bruh i still havent found the time to complete day 1

well i have some time rn so let me gather my thoughts and finish day 1

SF 16:30

i got distracted by file garden going down

burning ship

my mspfa pavs page is in ruins

anyways this is me now (at one point i had a version of this image with nep drawn over it but idk where the link to that is rip)

okay ppl, where was i?

https://web.archive.org/web/20090507093743/http://nedroid.com/2009/04/dare-to-keep-kids-off-drugs/ https://web.archive.org/web/20090507093609/http://nedroid.com/2009/04/you-wouldnt-dare/ lol

i failed the dare to not enjoy this rip

https://web.archive.org/web/20090505084026/http://nedroid.com/2009/04/party-cat-episode-one/ https://web.archive.org/web/20090505084052/http://nedroid.com/2009/04/party-cat-episode-two/ https://web.archive.org/web/20090507093819/http://nedroid.com/2009/04/party-cat-episode-three/ party cat lets go!!! *<:33

^ kitty wearing a party hat

next websites taking a bit to load but this headder is DOPE AF

SF 16:38

:fuckingIncredible:

ok back to reading hamsteak

funny number nice

pesterchum time :DD

:thinkingHusky:

TG: equally dumb are all those pictures of that clown youve got hanging up

EB: those are my dad's.

TG: i was talking about nick cage :HowHigh:

TG: oh and christ in a sidecar are you still using the stack modus??? i should integrate christ in a sidecar into my everyday vernacular i think

the typheus background is super pretty

(john move your cursor so i can enjoy this GOG)

i did read problem sleuth a bit ago and its def a different vibe. i would def recommend tho :33

...and this was his biggest mistake

SF 16:46

and just like that, another newspost :33

ooo yt channel

so the unnoficial collection's link to the channel doesnt work but the actual channel itself is still up somehow :/

i love the layout of this place ngl https://web.archive.org/web/20100105054251/http://jandrewedits.com/

ugh the gazorra channel link isnt working either >:<<

whatever

ill get back to readin now

You suddenly wonder if this is even possible. You don't even remember if you ever had a physical card for the STACK MODUS. You find this all to be a little abstract and you'd prefer not to think about it too much. (lol what an idiot :BB)

SF 16:53

pondering the real questions

his hair DD:

Oh good lord.

THAT BEAUTIFUL FACE.

You wish the RAZOR would have failed to launch.(:HowHigh:)

You take the TRICK HANDCUFFS, expelling the PDA like a bullet. :jadeAnnoyed:

and im stopping there i think

ok im going to go to the reddit page thingy to see what it says

(brb changing my page count)

SF 18:53

Don't know what to say? Copy this format!

Favorite Panel:

Favorite Pesterlog:

Favorite Flash (if applicable):

Takeaways:

Missed moments include sweet catches, easter eggs, connections with future/past pages and obvious misses. Anything neat that most readers will miss. Your takeaways are your overall thoughts about the update. What worked, what didn't, what are you excited for next?

favorite flash: HAS to be 82

favorite pesterlog: i liked the recent one on 110 because i think its funny

wait a sec (realized that 82 is a flash and not a panel)

uhh fav panel has to be the one where john chops off his hair and nearly kills himself (122)

takeaways: act 1 is awesome and i love the goofyness of it

SF 21:00

(forwarded from server homestuckReplay | Tuesday) yes actually, i posted this link in resources way back when. https://gitlab.com/bodertz/tuhc-timemachine/-/blob/master/sbahj.timestamps

using this to help with sbahj