#sorry for the mixup

[elfyourmother]

hi! sorry to bother u but i had noticed i wasnt seein sweet gisele content on my dash an saw that i was blocked on twitter, i was wonderin if it was bcs my profile was locked? if its bcs of my content then i dont want to make u uncomfortable so if u wish i will unfollow, ty for the beautiful stories throughout the years <3

yeah I’m very sorry but I block locked accts out if hand that I don’t know on there just bc I have had issues with people pqrting my gposes and lore posts etc to be shitheads. If you let me know your @ I would be more than happy to unblock!

[bonesandquills]

Splattered Ink

This is a post is for @blair-witxh, since I messed up their other ask. I hope you enjoy this one better, and I'm sorry about the mix-up

He had been having those dreams again.

Those waking nightmares, those thoughts that held at the back of his mind, refused to give him rest.

He set his paper and pen aside, and rubbed his temples, hoping to relieve some of the aching pressure in his injured eyes. It didn't help.

He looked up at the sound of your voice and allowed a small smile to cross his face as he stood and crossed to the door, quietly narrating his actions under his breath in that low voice of his as he did so.

"The Host is pleased to see his dearest," He purred as he crossed over to you. You looked up with that beaming smile of yours, just as pleased to see him.

You wrapped your arms around him and smiled up at him, and although he couldn't really see it, the narration told him all about it.

You looked at him and cupped his face, the bloodied bandages around his eyes not even serving to faze you anymore. Instead, you looked at him with concern, studying the clothes that covered his eyes.

"Have you changed your bandages today?" You said in that tone that he knew too well. The well-meaning one that he couldn't resist and yet tried so hard to.

"The Host tries to redirect with a question about how your day has gone," He teased, leaning down to your height. "How has it gone?"

You shook your head and lightly motioned back in the direction of his office. "That won't work on me. Go."

He sighed and straightened up, figuring today wasn't the day to argue.

"The Host would like to protest," He narrated quickly as he pressed a quick kiss to your cheek. "But knows that his dear is simply too stubborn for that."

You laughed, and gently pushed him towards the open office door. "Glad you figured it out. I'll be waiting out here."

He went willingly, closing the door behind him, before sighing softly to himself.

"The Host wonders..." he said, then trailed off to gather his thoughts. "How he ever got so lucky."

The sentence hung alone in the air for a moment before he turned to his desk drawer and started rummaging for bandages, a task that was hindered slightly by his thoughts wanting to narrate every single object in the door, every way that it moved as it was pushed aside in his search for bandages. Finally, his hands close upon the damn things and he straightened, closing the drawer.

"It was time for what the Host hated most," he muttered to himself, raising his hands to undo the bloody and soaked bandages. As he pulled them off, he was once again disappointed to find that the world remained dark, although he knew by now that it was pointless to hope that his vision would ever return.

He had his writing, his narration. And he had you. That would have to be enough, and it already was for most things.

As he lowered the bandages, there was a sudden searing pain right behind his cold and empty eyes, and he gasped. It would have been blinding had he been able to see, and felt like a thousand hot knives being driven into his eyes.

Again.

He was barely able to narrate through the choked breaths he was able to take, and his legs felt weak. He gripped the edge of the table until his knuckles were white, hoping against hope that he wouldn't fall over, and you would have to come see him like this.

He gritted his teeth, and slowly sank to the floor, his mind going blank for a blissful moment as he lost consciousness.

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When he opened his eyes, he could see.

He allowed himself a brief moment of excitement before his logical side took over. This was another dream. When he woke up later his vision would be as dark as before.

He looked around, taking in his surroundings. He was in his office, but you were there, just as beautiful as his narration had described you to be. His mind had crafted every detail, every small minute part of you. He had never seen you truly, but he figured that this was close enough.

He got to his feet and went to cross over to you, but was suddenly stopped by an invisible force. He tried to push past it, but it was unyielding in keeping him away from you.

"The Host finds himself unable to advance further," came the familiar endless voice. This time, he noted with some alarm, it didn't originate from his own mouth or voice. In fact, he hadn't even said anything.

He tried to open his mouth and speak, to banish this unseen field and to make his way to you.

But nothing came out.

He tried again, but his vocal cords refused to move, refused to produce his voice. Worry because to course through him as the voice spoke again, without his bidding.

"The Host wants so badly to get to his darling," it said, but this time it was as if it was mocking him... taking advantage of his silence and his lack of control. "But he's trapped. Alone without his only tool."

He tried to call your name, but nothing came. You only stared at him, confused, as if you couldn't hear the voice, his voice, speaking without his bidding.

"Are you alright?" You asked. "Do you need me to get something?"

"The Host steps forward toward his darling," it continued, and he eagerly moved toward you, relief coursing through him. You were almost within his reach now, almost close enough for him to embrace...

"His darling is happy to see him," the voice cooed as he reached out to you. "A pity that she won't be for long."

His blood ran cold.

"The Host," the chilling voice continued. "Grabbed his darling by the throat."

To his horror, he watched as his hand reached out, his fingers closed around soft flesh. He watched your eyes widen, listened to his voice narrate every detail, felt your pulse weaken and flutter under his fingers.

You scrabbed at his hand, trying in vain to loosen his tight hold, but it did nothing. Your eyes began to flutter shut, and he tried in vain to loosen his hand, but he was powerless. Powerless to do anything except watch as the life left your eyes.

"And then the Host's darling was no more," sneered the voice, and you slumped to the ground as his fingers slackened.

He opened his mouth to cry out, to call your name, something.

But nothing came out.

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He awoke on the office floor.

Everything was dark.

And for once... he was relieved.

"The Host awakens," He narrated softly, as he felt a gentle touch on his face. "To his dear taking care of him."

"You scared me!" You chastened him, but the relief was evident in your tone. "What the hell happened?"

"The Host merely got dizzy for a moment," he replied, sitting up and reaching a hand to his eyes, feeling the fresh and clean bandages there. "And he didn't mean to scare you."

You sighed but hugged him tightly. "...I love you."

"The Host loves you too, very much," He said with a smile, picking you up with ease. "He requests that we go lay down for a while."

You laughed and kissed him as he brought you to your bedroom, holding you close all the time. Just before you settled in, however, you heard him murmur one last thing.

"The Host prays that he will never lose you."

[platonic-pals-punchout]

Wander Over Yonder (tv show) | Ace Attorney (video game series & anime)

Wander & Sylvia:

These two pals travel the galaxy together, exploring and having adventures! If their friendship can defeat the evil Lord Hater, it can defeat a bunch of other friends too!

Maya Fey & Phoenix Wright:

1. Quite frankly I don’t think they will win. They are constantly being tormented and experiencing the horrors and this poll would be no different. 2. they literally cannot die no matter what hell canon puts them through. fall off that bridge n cliff to a deathly boy! get kidnapped like 4 times girl! when she gets kidnapped like the first time, they had to make a new sprite for Phoenix coz he didn’t look devasted and depressed enough. Power of friendship though! and she is OKI! :) 3. The most iconic attorney and assistant pair in the series. Phoenix canonically ran onto a burning bridge to try to save Maya when she was in danger. His call with her got cut off once and he left the country to go make sure she was safe. She’s been kidnapped twice to be used as leverage against him and both times she was more worried about him than herself. She once jumped in front of a taser to try to protect him. He’s also defended her from murder accusations like four times. Their relationship defines the original game trilogy even more than the Wright-Edgeworth relationship does. Other Ace Attorney games wish they could replicate this dynamic. They got added to a fighting game as a single unit where they work together to fight. They both think they’re the reasonable one in this friendship, despite neither of them actually deserving that title.

Note: This blog is run & followed by aromantics. Insisting any pairs are ~actually romantic~ will not only cause you to be blocked on the spot, but you’ll be outed as someone not safe to be queer around. No one wants to hear how stupid you look with those shipping goggles on.

[the-drayster]

The only person capable of defeating me is Iris because she is willing to play dirty. The last time we were battling she threw a pokeball at MY balls and as I am ON THE GROUND IN PAIN all she does is yell HA PENIS unlike a good aunt cousin sister who would APOLOGIZe

[spookberry]

what if i completely lost it and started drawing savant par as my favorite shoujo couples, what then

[multiplicity-positivity]

do you think we could get some positivity for proxy systems? no worries if not of course :)

Aw yeah, our partner system is a proxy system. In this house we love and support proxy systems. I didn’t write this post but the usual post-writers for this blog did (shoutout to Margo and Ralsei, those rascals). I just queued it up so it’ll post tomorrow night at 8:00pm est.

[hawkinsmodeloff]

Who’s the Prettiest Ch. in Stranger Things? - 1.1 (REDO, my bad)

Erica Sinclair vs Eden Bingham

“her style is so cute and her little girl swag is immeasurable.”

vs.

“I would like to have a hot goth gf and she is a hot goth”

(you may have noticed this one was posted before. but also no you didn’t. i accidentally forgot to change the day length to a week lmao)

[morethanwonderful]

Which MXTX Character do You Most Want to Study Like a Little Bug?

Full Bracket

(Bonus match theme: Luo Binghe's daddies)

[battle-subway-ghost]

Huh, so you don’t have a rival. Interesting. I will jot this down in my notes.

What fucking notes? Are you fucking studying me? That's weird, you're fucking weird.

[delicatecookiecashpatrol]

morgan: rossi, what are you doing??

rossi: showing support for the l-b-g-t-l-i-o community

morgan: do you mean the lgbtq+ community

rossi: yeah that one

morgan: so why are you pinning that flag on your wall?

rossi: is this not the right flag?

morgan: nope that’s the South African flag

rossi: so what’s the right one?

morgan shows him his phone

rossi: oh, i was so close

[hp-poetry-fest]

April round-up

Unheeded (Three Sonnets) by NoFlyApterygidae || 343, G || Albus/Minerva

Dumbledore's spirit occasionally appears within Hogwarts, not a ghost but a sort of echo of devotion. Now, he considers an almost-romance with McGonagall that never was in the form of three Shakespearean sonnets.

Ouroboros in Tribute by @serenaew || 790, T, Podfic || Snape & Harry

Blood, I have learnt, is thicker than water. The life of a fallen Prince, as remembered by the father he had never known. Severitus(-ish).

Great Wine, Beautiful Sentences by @patriceavril || 4k, M || Wolfstar

The war outlook is bleak, but Sirius and Remus remind each other of all the joy left in the world.

it's complicated by @wavingfromtheside || 143, G || Greengrass family

A haiku and a free verse poem on mothers and daughters.

Engulf by @maesterchill || 216, T || Drarry

Gathering potions ingredients in the Forest, trainee Professor Draco Malfoy stumbles across the Resurrection stone. Whilst examining it, he unwittingly Summons the shade of his former lover. Engulfed by grief, he begs Harry for a way for them to be together again. It will take ancient elemental water magic to achieve that which he craves so desperately. But can Draco conquer his lifelong fear of the Black Lake and all that lies within her to do what needs to be done?

A bouquet of kisses by @patriceavril || 10k, T || Jily

There was a glint of indignation in her eyes, and a flush bloomed in her cheeks, contrasting with the smudge of earth. James had never wanted to kiss her so badly in his life – quite a feat, considering he had spent a good part of the last few years daydreaming about kissing her. Five times James wants to kiss Lily and one time he does.

Don't Go Into The Library by @acanadianmuggle || 600, G || Vikmione

Viktor Krum's Impression of the Hogwarts Library. Inspired by Alberto Rios' Poem "Don't Go Into The Library".

Vertices, Or Something by @floydig || 1k, NR || Drarry

Harry is a hitman who can’t die. Draco tried to kill himself last year. Harry returns from a mission, Draco wears bright pink boxer briefs, and Harry calls Death a cunt because he can. Or: we’re taking a deep dive into Harry’s head. Malfoy asks if I died this time. It’s a joke because I can’t die. Turns out when you cheat Death too many times, the cunt doesn’t want you back. What does that mean for me, that not even Death wants me anymore. Yeah I call Death a cunt. Malfoy wants Death and Death doesn’t want me and we’re in a fucking love triangle like in the movies.

Deathflight Blues by @autumnsup || Tom Riddle

When Tom Riddle dreams, he dreams in green.

Desiderium by @thehoneybeet || 6k, E || Drarry

Their club, their loo, their writing on the wall—it has to be enough. Until it isn’t.

Sunny skies look dreary when you’re far from me. by @mkaugust || 0.3k, NR || Wolfbucks

All my firsts are with you, Even still, even now With you hidden from my view.

[shpadoinkle-day]

Matt at that same Halloween party

[metaoflocasol]

Pliper mail

4 Grass Type Brownies

"Did i send them already i tend to forget"

(-@val-victory)

Ooo, brownies! No mama, you did not send them already! Thank you

Yesss thank you

[Video ID seemingly taken ten minutes later by the phone. A Phantump is spinning in circles, pupils wide open.

“I can hear… colors… the trees are so noisy… I have so much blueeeee…

A Spiritomb nearby looks overall unaffected, if not snickering more.

“Child, I warned you… But it’s all in harmless fun”

The Phantump crashed into the Spiritomb, and promptly fell asleep. The Spiritomb took the child in it’s ghostly tendrils and shielded it while it sleeps still snickering]

[luna-lovegreat]

I had a conversation with a friend about how much I hate redeads and he genuinely thought I was typoing redheads for ten whole minutes and it reminded me of that post of yours (that I can't find again) 😂

- hero-of-the-wolf

Oooo an excuse to learn how to do links on tumblr

Link to the post

^^Did that work? If it did I'll add it to the other posts

And lol??? I'm imagining you talking about hating redeads' terrible scream that paralyses you for a few seconds- and your friend just nodding along like yeah I hate it when redheads do that.

Language mix ups are cool and your conversation story made me smile, thank you for sharing to me :)) As a redhead I am happy to be confused with a redead in conversation XD

[pkmnnursecass]

...Ah. Well!

PSA!

Don't drink POTIONS! :-( They are very bad for you...the same goes for RARE CANDIES! They are also not made for human consumption...and BURN HEALS! Anything you buy at a POKé MART for your POKéMON should typically not be consumed!

...Oh, and since I get this question a lot from TRAINERS- some BERRIES are perfectly fine to eat, like MINT, BITTER, and BURNT...though some might not taste as good...but PRZCURE and PSNCURE are unsafe! You'll feel horrible after eating one... :-(

Stay safe, everyone. ♡

...is that a good PSA? I've never typed one up before, haha.

[nymphialamode]