#sorry i wrote this a while ago but forgot to actually post

[ofbreathandflame]

Rhysand teaming up with Amarantha? That’s like comparing TikTok dances to ancient spell. The Illyrians? They’re on a whole different level. You totally missed the memo on this argument

ehhhh what💀

the whole point is that rhys is (1) a bad high lord and (2) just lacks initiative. he's...a lazy ruler. he only 'challenges' the status quo in ways that still uphold it. everything 'good' about the night court -- he already inherited. if anything - the story kind of praises antiquated practices of rhysand's fathers in relation to velaris. and a lot of this is a symptom of sjm being a lazy writer - but the problem still persists. like he can make feyre 'high lady' but if he told cass or az "do not tell feyre about this," az/cass would defer to him. im not speculating about this, its literally canon.

the whole point in pointing out that rhys rounds up all the 'bad' illyrians and decides to torture and murder them is to show the disconnect. rhys is willing to commit these atrocities and murders - just not in a way that would productively help the females in his court. he is the absolute authority on this issue. we're not saying "if rhys did x" - we already know that he'll receive no consequences if he did. like if rhys didn't kill the illyrians, it would have been hard to make my argument; i would have been making up a hypothetical situation and then the argument will devolve into a semantic mess. but like we can make this argument bc rhys would just round up a bunch of illyrians and kill them. he already did.

the the overarching problem is that sjm has written in a scenario in which the citizens are all blamed for their poverty, femicide, and clipping. and the story cant justify how under the most perfectest, beautifulest high lord to ever walk the earth has had over 300-400 years to fix an issue, but hasnt.

like even tam tam rebranded his court so well that his citizens fundamentally didn't align themselves to his father's previous ideology. remember the spring court that literally supported slavery - tamlin rebranded that. feyre even mentions that he did such a good job at it that his people didn't miss a step when he started to exhibit those same behaviors. tamlin didn't inherit that atmosphere - he made it. and its weird when the villain of the story has shown more initiative than your protag.

in the same 300-400 years only one court actually changed. and it wasnt the night court. and this is not to be pro-tamlin, it’s just what’s established. and we can absolutely pick apart tamlin’s politics (he was also written by sjm - she can’t write politics for shit) too, but like broadly speaking - the night court operates in the same manner it did when rhys's father was in power.

[jiminsproof]

tag game ✨️

i was tagged by @cordiallyfuturedwight to post my favourites in my handwriting, thank you lovely 💗

no pressure tagging some of my lovely moots that i'm sending a lot of love to 🫂: @singingtillthemorn, @wistfulocean, @ki-limepie, @starlostjimin, @hopeonthestreets, @aprylynn, @kimchokejin and anyone else who wants to do it!! just go ahead and say i tagged you. 💞

[sku11s1asher]

hi! i loved what you wrote for my request 😭 it was so cute, i didn't really specify it bc i forgot but yeah u did it amazing <33

and yeah u can totally make a part 2! actually i was thinking about it bc i can imagine a meeting between furina and the natlan archon while neuvi and reader are just giving glances to eachother 😭 reader looking like a total meanace but in his mind like "damn he's handsome" almost burning his cheeks and the seat lmao

neuvillette x m! reader (part 1)

note: ngl i feel like i do good at posting then smth with school pops up and i don’t post for like a month.. sorry y’all. also please tell me im not the only one who’s been on and off sick for the past month, rn i have a runny nose and a sore throat AGAIN. i just got over that like, barely 2 weeks ago.

tw: y/n is a bit of a weirdo with his thoughts since he doesn’t understand anything w/ love, internal homophobia (not really but kinda?), y/n is all over the place

After centuries of fighting, killing, and not showing emotions to anyone, all that can end because of a guy with beautiful long hair. The more y/n thinks about it, the more embarrassed he gets. He’s known for being a fearless and intimidating warrior, just for that whole facade to disappear just over a man out of all things.

This whole scenario came into place because his nation archon just had to have a meeting with Fontaine's archon, Furina, at least y/n thinks that’s her name. The meeting consisted of figuring out how to make the justice system within Natlan better and a way to make transportation easier between the two nations. y/n didn’t pay attention to the little details, he was only there to ‘protect’ his archon and make sure things went smoothly.

However, he didn’t realize that the other archon would be bringing a guest with her until a day before the meeting. It did tick y/n off a little bit that he would get notified so late but does it really matter? All y/n is doing is protecting and making sure everything doesn’t go south.

Well, it did go a bit south, as soon as Furina's guest arrived, y/n's mouth went dry. That man did things to him that he didn’t even know could happen. Maybe it was the long hair on the other man that made y/n feel warm inside, it definitely couldn’t have been the slight scent he had. No, definitely not.

Okay, y/n takes that back, he feels like he’s getting intoxicated by the proximity of the other male. It wasn’t hard to figure out that the guest, was a dragon, all it took was a quick look and a secret deep breath to figure it out. He had it figured out, his body wasn’t used to being by another dragon, and he hadn’t seen one in what, centuries? This feeling would go away in maybe 20 minutes, hopefully.

20 minutes later and y/n feels like he’s going to light the whole place on fire. His whole body feels like it’s melting, and to no one’s surprise, it’s all due to the long-haired man in front of him. The stranger might genuinely be the hottest person y/n has ever seen in his entire life. That long hair makes y/n want to run his fingers through it, maybe brush it, but that might be a bit too much to think about.

Once y/n saw the man look at him, he quickly looked away, how embarrassing.. he got caught staring hardcore. He took a deep breath before listening back into the conversation, “Ah, yes, I suppose it would do both nations good to do something like that. Maybe combining a bit of power.” the lovey talk of archons, always talking about power; like it’s the only thing that matters to them.

Power is important though, y/n is in the position he’s in right now because of how powerful he is. In complete honesty, he’s probably too powerful for his own good, only knowing how to use it to protect his nation from people deemed as enemies; even if they aren’t in the public eye. Power rules everything at the end of the day, nothing can function without power.

The more he listens into the conversation, the more he realizes he was glad he was never born as an archon; he’s been around one most of his life and it’s always been boring. Listening in did provide small details though, like the mysterious man’s name.

While y/n was somewhat able to keep his focus off of the other dragon in the room, he managed to not burn anything. But, he had a feeling his archon caught on as they gave him a questionable look; it was a very subtle one that only he could catch onto but it was obvious they knew something. Nothing is going on though, right? The man can’t help it if he gets a bit flustered whenever he remembers Neuvillette is near him.

Gosh, y/n probably looks like a blushed teenager who just confessed to his crush. Well, he at least thought he did. To everyone else though, he looked like he was on guard and was going to fight anyone who even took a step too close to his and the Natlan archon's bubble. y/ns hand accidentally gazed at the chair near him, which caused the leather to burn where his touch was. Good thing no one was looking, right?

y/n couldn’t wait any longer for this meeting to be over, his brain was thinking too many things while he was focusing on every single move everyone else did. It would be overwhelming for anyone who wasn’t trained and as skilled as he was, but that tiny overwhelming feeling didn’t compare to how fast his heart was beating. y/n hoped the other male couldn’t pick up how he was feeling, thankfully Fontaine's archon seemed to be happy with the deal she and the other archon came up with.

In Neuvillette's mind, he could tell that the fire dragon was on edge. He could also tell how much the dragon was staring at him, it was a little nerve-racking. Once Neuvillette caught a glance at the chair that was touched, it made him a bit surprised but he didn’t show it. Maybe he would talk to the other male after the meeting, for work-related things of course!

[ghouljams]

Hey Ghoul ! I hope you’re doing well.

It’s not really an ask about your writing, but I wanted to know if you had received the last three asks I sent you ? They were about Keegan (maybe demon!AU ? I’m sorry, I don’t really remember), Roach (no specific headcanon idea, just that I loved the way your wrote him and needed to see more of your takes on him) and ghost!Ghost on Halloween (I think it was about how they would spend the night, like with movies or something).

I’m sorry I could not be more specific, I’m a bit scared of sharing my name in asks unless it is about writing about someone’s AU or headcanons, and I actually sent them quite a while ago (the last one was ghost!Ghost, I sent it on Halloween I think - and I think there was one with Fae!Price ?). I feel like Tumblr likes to eat some of the asks I send to people a lot, so I just wanted to make know if this devilish app had been naughty again. Feel free to ignore the ideas mentioned above, this is just about the Naughty Tumblr Check.

Anyway, I’m still melting every time I see a new post from you. Your last AU with Ghost (forgot the name, I’m not familiar with era at all and my memory is poop) is just *chef’s kiss*. I can’t help but think about Ghost having a few drinks and still getting annoyed at all the guys trying to hit on the reader, and just goes to stand in front of her like « I’ll fill your dance quota of the night. Dancefloor. Now. »

And he is not sorry about the broken fan, at all.

Lots of love and inspiration on you, Friend 💚

I have your asks love! I just have 160 asks and a million ideas in my brain all the time. I'm adoring Ghost as a period romance protagonist, what a dashing gentleman he is.

It's strange, you hardly even shiver when his shadow envelops you, though you see your friends clam up tight. The lothario kissing your hand pulls back abruptly and excuses himself. You make a mental note that your escort is good for something, as you turn to face him. He doesn't look happy, but when does he ever. Ghost holds out his hand.

"Dance card," He demands. You place it on his palm and he inspects it. You think you've done rather well for yourself all things considered. All first sons and no one less than a Count. He tugs a short pencil from his breast pocket and scratches it against the card quickly before drawing a neat line. He hands it back to you and takes your hand as you look to see what he's done now.

"Simon Riley" is dragged in tight cursive along the last of your openings.

"This is ridiculous," You tell him, "You can't-"

He tugs you close, his hand firm on the small of your back, and you realize you're already on the dance floor. Huh? What? How did that happen? You glance back at your friends who all look as surprised as you are, and Ghost spins you along with the music. He's a shockingly good dancer, coordinated and strong enough to corral you away from trying to lead. His hand moves over your back, keeping you just on the wrong side of what's proper. Too close. A few older women fan themselves with their eyes narrowed as you glide past.

Not that you notice, you're too busy watching Ghost. His eyes hold yours, challenging you to pull away, to find another partner. His grip on your hand is loose, but the one on your back tells you there's no escape. When the dance is over he lifts your gloved hand to his masked lips and somehow that covered kiss feels warmer than anything bare could ever compete with. You can feel his lips against your hand as clearly as you can see his eyes dropping respectfully. You never want to dance with anyone else.

Which is perfect because he's scratched out half your dance card.

[mizukitoyama-blr]

Oikawa x Reader: School Festival [a haikyuu one-shot]

Ok y'all, so my friends and I had an all-nighter where we write one-shots. The twist is, we each wrote down on different sticky notes a character, a plotline, and I think the third is a location. We did this a year ago and I forgot all about this, but I recently found it so I'm posting it here lol

I hope you enjoy.

1145 words

Story under the cut.

Being a foreign exchange student, experiencing life in Japan was a bit of a culture shock: different introductions, different eating customs, different school traditions. One school tradition you noted was that Japan had school festival days. For the past week, your class had been working on an idea and building the vision. Today was the final day where the booths would actually be open to people and you were kind of nervous. Why? Who knows. Maybe it was more excitement than nervousness.

Your class finished assembling the booth reasonably quickly, so you figured you’d find your friend Oikawa to see if his booth needed any help. It wasn’t long before you found his booth and he was waving you down. Oikawa was one of the first people to introduce himself to you. Of course, you now realize he was just trying to scope out the new girl considering his… following, but it ended up being a good friendship; mainly consisting of you helping Iwaizumi call him names and him being a weird flirt even though he’s pretty much a dork.

“Hi, Y/n! Couldn’t stay away for long, eh?” he asked, waving.

“No, actually I’m looking for your pretty friend. Hey, Iwa!” you responded jokingly, to which Oikawa feigned a sad pout. “How’s the booth coming along?”

“We're almost done. Just need to put up the last few banners,” Iwaizumi said.

“You may want to be careful, Y/n. As soon as we open, girls will swarm the area. You might get trampled and die,”

“Yeah, I’m sure,” you said, rolling your eyes. “What are you guys doing anyway?”

“Kissing booth,” Iwaizumi said boredly as the title banner was hung up. You turned your head to Oikawa,

“What?”

“It’s the perfect concept! There's no girl in the world that wouldn’t want to kiss me! Just think of the revenue,”

“I wouldn’t count on it if it’s gonna be you, Oikawa. How is this even allowed in a school setting?”

“It’s just on the cheek. He does have a big following of girls at this school. It’s not like we can use his brain to help our booth,”

“I guess that makes sense,”

“How mean! Everyone undermines my intelligence,”

“Oh yeah, how did your game go Saturday?”

“It was fine. We won, of course, but it just felt too easy. I need a challenge in my life. You should come to my next game! You can wear one of my jerseys,”

“Hmm, tempting, but I’ll pass. Volleyball isn’t really my thing. Well, if you’re pretty much done, I’m gonna head around to look at the other booths. See ya around!”

“Bye, Y/n~!”

*

Everything looked amazing and you were having a good amount of fun before someone grabbed your shoulders from behind, making you jump. “Ya ho~!”

“Gah! Oikawa you scared me! Why would you do that?” you exclaimed and punched him in the arm.

“Ow! I can take the abuse from Iwa, but from you, it’s just too much,”

“Sorry. I saw opportunity and couldn’t resist,”

“The abuse I endure for you. Do you wanna go do something together?”

“What about your booth?”

“I’m all kissed out and on break. Girls wear a lot of lip product,” he said while rubbing some gloss and balm off his cheek. “But anyways, let’s go get some food or something. I’m so hungry,”

“I saw a teriyaki booth somewhere. Wanna get some of that? You’re paying,”

“Don’t I always?” The two of you walked the booths, trying different foods and desserts. The games were pretty fun too! It was nice playing games that weren’t rigged. You were clowning on Oikawa a bit at how much he sucked at some of the games compared to you, though you're sure he’d thrown some of your matches together. As your escapade continued, you noticed some girls you passed had their hands pressed to their cheeks while pointing and gazing at Oikawa, undoubtedly gushing over how they kissed each other on the cheek.

“I don’t understand how you can manage all the female attention. I’d get too tired of having to interact that much,”

“It does get bothersome sometimes. I used to love it, but now I think I’d prefer to have only one girl's attention, you know?”

“Ah, the development of a teenage male. From boyhood to maturity. All ready to settle down,” suddenly you gasped dramatically, almost making Oikawa drop the snacks he had bought. “A Ferris wheel! How did they get a Ferris wheel here!?”

“Y/n, I don’t think I’d trust that. It looks a little old,”

“Old shmold! Let’s go on!” Without a moment to protest you were dragging Oikawa by the hand to the big ride. “Woah! I can see the field yard from here!”

“Y/n! Please don’t lean out the side like that. You’re gonna fall!”

“Oh, you mean like this?” you asked and leaned out,”

“Y/n!” he said, reaching for you.

“What? Are you scared” you asked, and started rocking the box. He grabbed you and forced you to sit still beside him, like a mother to her rambunctious child.

“You’ve lost your fun privileges. Sit still until the ride is over,” you couldn’t help but laugh at him. You wondered if rides were a fear of his or if it was just Ferris wheels. Either way, it was fun to be out like this. You guys only ever really interacted at school during classes or studying. “Hey, Y/n. I think you should rethink going to my next game. I think I’d play better if you were there,”

“Why would you need to play better? You already win don’t you?” by this time the wheel had stopped and it was time to get off. You left the ride with a ‘thank you’ to the person running it and continued on.

“It’s less about the winning and more about… Y/n, would you just listen for a sec?” he grabbed your hand and pulled you back nearer to him. You blinked twice, looking down at where his hand didn’t leave yours.

“Kawa?” he started running his thumb over your knuckles nervously, his eyebrows knitting together in conflict.

“I want to see you at my games. I don’t care if I win, I just want to see you wearing my jersey number at my games,”

“What do you…” this wasn’t… was it?

“Earlier, I was wondering if you were gonna show up to the kissing booth at some point today. But now I’m realizing I’m glad you didn’t.”

“Wh-why?”

“Because now it feels more genuine,” he looked up at you, into your eyes, it felt invasive, uncomfortable, but not altogether unwelcomed. “Y/n. Can I kiss you?”

“I…” but the decision was clear to you then. “Yes.”

Sure enough, you were at his next game, the number one displayed proudly on your back.

[dragondemoness]

Kyoko kirigiri with a male reader that has the power to save and load and uses it during the killing game to save everyone.

This turned out way longer than I expected, but hope you like it 😆

Also, I wrote this a fat minute ago, but I forgot to post it while thinking that I did, so sorry about that 😅

Kyoko Kirigiri with a Male S/O who can Save and Load Progress Like a Video Game

Much like Kyoko, you didn't seem to have a labeled talent

You either didn't have an Ultimate Title, refused to talk about it, or simply forgot

Kyoko was interested in you for that reason, and even though she couldn't place it, she felt... Strangely connected to you

You progressed through the killing game together, and after some time, you and Kyoko grew even closer

Little did she know, you were actually completely aware of what you could do

You had the uncanny ability to rewind time to where you last marked it, reminiscent of saving progress in a game and resuming it

After the killing game was announced, you kept saving progress like a maniac

Every morning and every night, just in case

You were able to successfully prevent deaths, but of course, more victims and blackeneds kept appearing

It was quite disheartening to see, so you decided to continue saving, but not load it back until the killing game reaches the end

You were the only one who was conscious of every rewind, but Kyoko started to become suspicious

As secretive as she appeared to the others, you were somehow even more so

You were both singled out by Byakuya for not revealing your talents, but she noticed that you didn't insist that you forgot yours like she did

Something felt off to her, and she couldn't help but feel that you knew something she and the others didn't

And after uncovering more secrets and finally learning her Ultimate Talent, she was sure you had one too

She confronted you, and you finally admitted what you could do, and what you have done

Kyoko was flabbergasted, and naturally doubtful at first

Since you were the only one who remembered every event before rewinding, you explained in detail who the previous victims were, their killers, and even their weapons and clues they left behind

THEN you managed to convince Kyoko

It was a pretty intriguing talent, and she wondered how you managed to convince her father to let you into Hope's Peak, considering how bizarre it all sounded

Then she figured you could just rewind time if he refused you, though you couldn't remember regardless

Kyoko asked you not to rewind time unless it was absolutely necessary, since you were both close to uncovering the secret of the school, and she didn't want to lose that progress

You then proceeded to compare her to a gamer who forgot to save their progress, which earned an unamused stare from her, though you could see her trying to hide a smile

Fast forward to the Mukuro Ikusaba trial, where everything was going wrong and Kyoko was on her way to execution

You swore to rewind time so you could undo it, though watching your partner get crushed to death was no picnic

True to your word, you brought her back, and soon enough, your talent was finally brought to light

Everyone gave you shocked looks as Junko, who constantly teased you as Monokuma for being a nobody, was practically seething in rage

All her despair could have been undone, and she was grasping at straws to get you executed

But naturally, it wasn't possible whatsoever, and she was dragged to her execution screaming in rage

Your classmates asked if you could rewind to the day the Tragedy started, but the problem was since you couldn't remember that day at all, you weren't sure if you could do that

It was like deleting a save file, never to be recovered

You also worried about undoing your relationship with Kyoko, but she only gave you a kind smile as she took your hands and insisted that she was sure that wouldn't be a problem

With that in mind, you rewinded to the previous day, and went backwards to every single save point until everything suddenly turned white

You soon found yourself at classic Hope's Peak, and thankfully, you remembered everything about the killing game

You wasted no time in stopping Junko and halting her plans for world takeover

Everything was normal again, and all your friends and classmates were safe

And more than that, you didn't lose your relationship with Kyoko at all, instead just reverting back to its original stage

[literallykenmaandshoyo]

I'll Know

Tendou Satori x Female!Reader

Warnings: Language, outdoor blowjob, creampie, cum swallowing, oral (male and female receiving), lots and lots of praise!! I wrote Satori as reader's first intimate partner! Just smutty smut smut smut lolol

Word Count: 3.3k

Author's note: Oh my god, it's been so so long since I've posted a fic on here this is insane. College and life have been so so hectic and I completely forgot about the page Mod Kenma and I made :,) Mod Kenma is so good with keeping consistent and everything on here and I'm going to try and do the same since I've found myself writing with them a lot more now! I'm so sorry for the long hiatus, but I wrote this fic a couple of weeks ago and thought it would be a nice way to start my comeback! I hope you all know that you're more than welcome to request anything from me, just make sure you specify that you want it written by me haha! I hope you enjoy the smut, I had so much fun writing it!!

I'd love to hear everyone's feedback on this, so don't hesitate to let me know on how I can make things better or if you enjoyed it!

~Mod Shoyo <3

The bright lights of Shiratorizawa’s gym hurt Y/N’s eyes as she walked inside. Today, the volleyball club was going to be hosting a late night practice. Normally, Friday nights were reserved for date nights between Y/N and Satori, but she never ever minded coming to watch Tendou practice. There was no hiding how she really felt about watching him practice.

It got her going.

Something about her tall, lanky boyfriend sweating his ass off playing sports just did something to her. She was well aware of this feeling and found it slightly funny every time Satori tried to push practice to the side for her. “Now, why would you do that, ‘Tori? Volleyball is your passion. I really don’t mind staying for a couple hours to watch you and then getting to hang out with you after!”

Tendou always appreciated Y/N so much more when she said things like that. Little did he know that he was only fueling her drive to chase him. To jump his bones the second that he was finished with his practice. Tonight was no different. Y/N came waltzing into the gym in her black t-shirt dress, her eyes darting across every single body she saw to search for her boyfriend. The second that Tendou noticed her, his posture stiffened and he made a bee-line straight towards her.

“Well, look at you in that black dress of yours,” Tendou flirted, his tone light and playful but his voice was resting in a deeper part of his throat. “Don’t you look delicious.”

Y/N blushed and stood on her tippy toes to kiss him. He smirked against her kiss and brought his right arm around her waist to pull her close to him while his other arm carried his water bottle. The second they pulled away, she could already feel herself getting riled up. His normally spiked up hair was sitting slightly damp now. Most of it was still intact, but some of the front strands were sticking to his forehead, absolutely drenched in sweat.

“How’s practice going, baby?” Y/N smiled, her eyes too focused on his sweat than his actual ruby orbs. 

“Coach had us do some punishments because Goshiki didn’t receive a ball correctly,” Tendou tossed a look over to Goshiki who was cowering in a corner, gripping a ball tightly in between his hands cursing himself. “Other than that, It’s going pretty average.”

Y/N smiled and nodded her head. “Well, go knock ‘em dead baby, I’ll be right here watching!”

Tendou grinned from ear to ear and stooped down to press one last kiss to her lips. As Tendou turned on his heel to start running back, Y/N leaned forward and laid a harsh slap on his ass to motivate him. Tendou turned slowly with a smirk and walked back towards her. He towered over her like a skyscraper, looking down on her with the most shit-eating grin she’d ever seen.

“My turn.”

Before she had any time to think, Satori's hand was unleashing the most pain-inducing, heartstopping, panty dropping slap on her ass. She yelped and listened to the sound echo throughout the gym. His palm remained on her right cheek, she could feel his fingers curl up and feel around. He jumped slightly, then leaned down to get his lips right next to her ear.

“You dirty girl,” He whispered huskily. His voice sent shivers down her spine and she could feel the heat between her legs growing. “No panties huh? And were you thinking about telling me?” Y/N gulped and turned to the side slightly.

“It was supposed to be a surprise after practice.”

Tendou hummed. He turned on his heel once more and walked away. His shoes squeaking against the gym floor slowly dissipating gave her the ‘okay’ to finally relax. Y/N made her way over to one of the courtside benches and took a seat. With her legs crossed, she let her eyes linger on her red-head boyfriend.

The middle blocker was working overtime tonight. His guesses were on point, every single possible hunch he could have had about a spiker’s decisions were completely right. She could only imagine the type of psycho-analysis that was going on in his head right now, how meticulous he had to be in order to block everyone on the other side of the net.

She was wrong.

Tendou was on his game because he knew that she was watching him. He could feel her eyes lingering on him, only paying attention to his movements and no one else’s. Who was she, to sit on that damn bench with no panties on in front of all of his teammates. He could only imagine the juices that were marinating in her cunt right now, he was salivating at the thought of it. His hunger was only fueling his movements, a snide smirk resting on his face. 

One of the managers rushed around giving all of the players’ some towels to wipe themselves off. Once Tendou was handed his own, he turned slightly and noticed Y/N had taken some extra interest in watching him. He scoffed and pressed the towel against his forehead and neck, wiping off all the remnants of his hard work. Y/N licked her lips and didn’t let her gaze falter for a second. Tendou’s legs carried him over towards his girlfriend once more. His aura was radiating pure starvation. He couldn’t even keep eye contact with her for more than a millisecond before letting his eyes drop down to her crossed legs. He could feel himself get hard just knowing that he was the only one that got to spread those legs. To see what was beyond her gorgeous thighs.

He tossed the towel at her nonchalantly. “Hold this for me, would you baby? Just a little while longer.”

Y/N was quick to catch the towel and let it rest in her lap. She could feel herself getting warmer, at this point she started to regret not wearing underwear. She knew that she was going to spill the juices that Satori claimed as his all over the floor once she stood up, but for right now. At this very moment. She could care less. Her mind was turning into mush, and it didn’t help that Tendou would toss her looks in between practice sets.

Her pussy was aching. Tendou had been her very first intimate partner, and she loved the idea that her pussy was molded into a hole that fit his dick perfectly. She was growing more restless by the second, counting down each second that went by that Tendou wasn’t rearranging her intestines. Finally, like a bright light shining down from the heavens, practice was called to an end and everyone started to pack up the equipment and their things. Once everyone was finally done with their chores, Tendou slowly made his way back to his girlfriend.

“Can I see that towel in your lap, pretty girl?” Tendou grinned, holding his hand out in front of her. She nodded and dropped the towel into his palm. “Thank you darling~”

As Tendou wiped his face again, Y/N was fuming. Her entire body was quivering with nothing short of pure lust for Satori. And the worst part of it all, was she knew that he was teasing her. He was dragging his feet when he walked, he was taking his time to get each individual bead of sweat off of his face, he knew that she was dying for his touch.

“Alright baby, let’s go. Are you ready?” Y/N didn’t give him any time to change his mind. She was off the bench and ready to go with her purse at the sound of his voice.

Tendou chuckled and draped an arm loosely around her shoulders, pulling her close to him as he slung his duffel bag over his left shoulder. They had finally made it outside the gym. Sure, they only took one step outside, but Y/N was practically dizzy with how much fresh air was hitting her face right now. Before they could walk any further, Tendou stopped them both in their tracks.

“Oops! I forgot my jacket on the bench, I’ll be right back love,”

Y/N was fed up. She was seething, begging to be touched and he kept setting them back. She looked to her left and noticed a corner that the lights weren’t hitting. She moved into the shadows and waited patiently for Tendou’s figure to walk out the door. After watching most of his teammates leave with their bags and set off on their journey’s back home, Y/N was ready to get what she wanted.

The second she could smell his after-practice musk, she grabbed hold of his arm and yanked him into the corner with her. Tendou looked down at her with a cocky smirk and raised an eyebrow. “And what’s this about?” She looked up into his fiery ruby orbs and made no sound.

Her fingers grabbed hold of the band of his practice shorts and looped a finger into the band of his briefs before using all the strength she had to yank them down his legs. His cock sprung to life before her very eyes and she found some sort of relief in knowing that he was just as worked up as she was. She licked her lips and nearly drooled at his feet just at the mere sight. His tip was swollen, his shaft curved upwards, it was a gorgeous sight to see. Tendou gulped before finally speaking.

“Suck it.”

Y/N had already gathered up all the spit she could in her mouth. She spat onto his cock and didn’t even bother to start to stroke him. She took his entire dick in her mouth and felt his tip hit the back of her mouth. She had no strength to push her legs together anymore and slowly just let them spread apart. Her knees were starting to burn from the small rocks and pebbles that had littered the sidewalk, but she was too busy drowning in her horniness to care. The guttural groan that left Tendou’s mouth as she deep throated him was enough to send her over the edge. Her head was bobbing up and down his shaft, her lips gliding across his drenched cock.

“Fu-fuck baby. Take this cock like a good girl,” Tendou sighed heavily. “Fuck, you suck me off so good baby.”

The words of encouragement egged her on, pushing her to grip whatever wasn’t covered by her mouth with her hands and begin to stroke while she sucked. Tendou nearly banged his head into the wall from the immense pleasure that took over him. He was trying so hard not to cum down her throat as fast as he wanted to. Y/N knew that he was holding himself back, but she didn’t bother to berate him or tease him for it. What mattered was that she had his cock in her mouth and she was going to swallow every last drop of cum he had to offer.

She could feel him twitch in her mouth, every vein that was ready to burst getting eased with the coolness of her saliva. She deep throated once more and felt some pre-cum slide down her tongue. She pulled her mouth off of his dick, still stroking him with one hand while she popped his cleanly shaven balls in her mouth. Tendou clamped a hand over his mouth to try and prevent the loud groan that fell from his lips; even covered by his hand his moan was loud enough to get some stares.

Y/N moved back up to eye-level with his cock and spread her hot mouth all over it once more. She bobbed her head as fast as she could, feeling his dick twitch faster than before. It wasn’t until Tendou’s sweet groan entered her ears that she realized he had painted the back of her throat with his cum. She pulled herself off of his dick for the last time, snot falling from her nose, tears falling from her damp eyelashes and down her swollen cheeks. 

Tendou looked down and moved her loose hair out of her face, watching her tongue fall out of her mouth still covered in his cum. Within a second, she swallowed whatever of his load was leftover in her mouth and let her body slump. Tendou noticed her relaxed nature and immediately lifted her up into his arms.

“Don’t think this is over. I’m going to fuck the shit out of you when we get back to my dorm.” Y/N laid in his arms completely lifeless, her mind still only focused on the pleasure she had given her boyfriend just now. 

She had no concept of time, or even realized how much time she had taken to suck him off outside of the gym, but none of it mattered. It wasn’t until he threw her onto his bed that she snapped back to reality. Her hair was a mess, her face was flushed with a red color, her legs could barely stay closed. Tendou was huffing, heavily breathing as he threw his shirt over his head and tugged his boxers down once more. He didn’t bother to take Y/N’s dress off. What was the point if he had easy access anyways?

“I’m going to fuck the shit out of this pussy,” Tendou growled, pressing lazy kisses to the sides of her neck. “My pussy.”

Y/N’s ears were ringing. The second she felt his lips on her neck her entire body went into shock. She felt so sensitive, anywhere he touched immediately made her quiver. She wanted to take every piece of clothing off of her, she felt like she was roasting in 100 degree summer heat. Tendou’s long, slender fingers wrapped around her knees and yanked her legs apart. His eyes widened and he stared at her glistening pussy like it was a gift given to him by god. And it was. Tendou licked his lips and fell to his knees. He gripped the backs of her legs and pulled her to the edge of his bed, her pussy right in his face. 

He wasted no time in diving his tongue in between her folds. The tip of his tongue flicked her clit before gathering up some of her wetness like a spoon. He was eating her up like a starved man, smacking his lips and burying his face in her. Her noises were enough to wake up every single member of his team in the building, but that was the least of his worries. He had a cunt, shining with pure excitement  under the lights right in front of him, and it was all his. His dick was so painfully hard and he wanted nothing more than to just slam it inside of her, but she was dying to suck him off, and he would be lying if he said that he wasn’t dying to feast on her pussy.

“Te-Tendou, please,” Y/N whined. “Please just fuck me, I-I can’t take it anymore.” Her words stopped his actions. She whined from the loss of friction and his swift motions.

He stood up and wiped his mouth of whatever juices she left on his lips. He had never heard anything more sexy than her pleads for him to fuck her in all his life. He smiled from ear to ear and came down to press his lips onto hers. “Whatever you want, baby. Your wish is my command.”

Tendou lined himself up with her entrance. He slowly started to push his tip into her. Once just his tip had been swallowed by her cunt, he grabbed hold of her hips tightly and bucked his hips so hard into hers that she nearly screamed. The harsh slap of his balls slapping against her skin made a clapping noise, and he started to pound into her like his life depended on it. The sound of her loud moans only fueled him to keep drilling his cock into her. He leaned down and buried his face in her chest, loving the feeling of her tits bouncing in his face. He pulled himself out of her and lifted her into his arms. He sat down on the edge of his bed and sat her on his lap. Y/N got the picture and quickly slammed herself onto his dick. 

“God damn, Y/N. Ride this dick, take this dick like a good girl.”

Y/N sank her teeth into his shoulder as she bounced up and down on his cock. She could feel the coil in her stomach slowly unraveling with every slap their sweaty bodies made. She pulled her face out of his neck to see that his eyebrows were furrowed, the groans leaving his mouth nearly making her cream on their own. Tendou grabbed a fistful of her hair into a makeshift ponytail and held it up for her, the breeze that hit her neck sending goosebumps down her hot skin.

Tendou could feel that she had gotten tired of picking herself up, his hands moved down to her hips and gripped them so hard that she was sure his fingers would be bruised into her skin. He held her up and thrusted as fast as he could, his balls slapping against the bottom of her ass with every move. Y/N dug her nails into his back, sure that she drew blood with how hard she was holding him.

She lowered herself back down onto him once more and simply served as a hole for him to fuck himself with. He moved her at his own tempo, lifting her body up and down his cock with the strength he had. Her legs quivered and she could feel herself getting close.

“To- Tori, I’m gonna,” She couldn’t even finish her sentence before it was drowned out with the harmonious sounds of their moans joining together.

“Let it go love, cream all over this cock for me.” Tendou practically yelled through clenched teeth. 

Within seconds, both of their moans joined together once more for a grand finale. Y/N’s body fell limp, her bare chest resting on top of his. Tendou was still twitching inside of her, his hands coming up to caress her back lovingly. After a few minutes that way, Y/N finally sat up to pull herself off of his dick. The sight she was met with nearly made her want him to fuck her again, but she was far too tired.

Satori’s ruby eyes focused on her pussy as she pulled herself off. Strands of their combined cum looked like strings holding their two bodies together. Y/N relaxed and Tendou could see a cluster of his cum slide out of her pussy and down the sides of her legs.

Tendou reached into his drawer and grabbed some cool wet wipes to clean themselves off, he handled his lover with such care, feeling her jump every time he brought the wipe anywhere near her still sensitive pussy. Tendou moved every article of clothing that sat on top of his covers off and threw it somewhere into the corner of the room. He grabbed Y/N’s waist and pulled her next to him, helping her get under the covers and into his arms.

“That’s probably the best sex we have ever had.”

Y/N nodded, barely able to catch her breath. “I feel so much better now,”

Tendou just chuckled and pressed his lips lazily against her own. “I love you baby, with all of my heart. Thank you for always being so devoted to pleasuring me.”

She smiled and pressed a kiss against his lips before nuzzling into his neck. “I love you Satori,”

The two of them yawned, falling asleep within seconds. Satori felt his entire body finally truly relax, and knowing that she would be here in his arms in the morning made his sleep that much better.

He thought to himself that maybe every date night should end like this, but he knew he would never hear the end of that conversation.

[cpunkhobie]

what if we do that transcribing system conversations thing again

jonah if you do that I will actually fucking kill you it was so goddamn awkard

and you're typing

yeppp ^_^

OOH OOH LEMME SAY SOMETHING

ass

that was not funny

ok

you're not funny so I don't see why you get to talk -

hey I'm funny!

no you're not . Being blunt does not count

listen in certain circumstances blunt is the funniest thing you can be

this is really going nowhere

Stop pointing out we're typing out a conversation it's going nowhere

I don't think we've talked this much collectively in ages

Yeah it's usually just like. Quick internal communications. We don't differentiate or worry about whose saying what much

Donna is a bitch (name edited for don's sake)

You can't call Don, ****** remember cause they hate it when non headmates do that (we try not to call Don by this name externally because it implies other people can, when they cannot)

oh right sorry don

it's ok angie

I feel like we're gonna forget who said what as we're writing this since we didn't color code it immediately

eh it'll be fine

I think that is the first time I have ever heard you say that

yeah it's because you take so damn long to type I forgot what I said before

ssshhhhut up

a few minutes later:

(replying to what elle said before) you say that like you're ever in front

hey I'm in front all the time!

those 2 days a week ago do not count

i'm near front all the time i just don't talk as much as you guys. Because I don't have to

mmmkay

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donna (purple), angie (orange), jonah (pink), leo (blue), elle (red)

OK EXPLANATION AT THE END. This is a "transcript" of an internal conversation between me n my headmates. We did one of these a looong time ago, but it was very stilted and awkward since we were trying to color code the dialogue as we went along. Luckily we're now more familiar with our speech patterns and are able to guess whose who now without having to initially label it. That's why this might flow more naturally and is longer.

Jonah's giving me full reigns of the explanation to further display how speech patterns can differentiate between alters, which is why this is so long-winded. Anyway, the explanation of what this is for non-systems: a form of inner-system communication is when two alters have a conversation with each other. What you see here is internal-system communication during co-consciousness - when multiple alters are near front at the same time. For us, this is usually someone having full-control of the body, and another person having partial to no control of the body, while commentating on what the other person is doing. Or, y'know, just chatting with them. Here, the four of us each had partial control of the body to type what we were saying.

Jonah is cutting me off there before I double the length of this post - Donna 🧬

WOO. ok. But yeah Donna basically explained it LOL. This is just a conversation we wrote down between me n headmates. I wanted to try it again since it's been so long - Jonah🍓

[fandxmslxt69]

CLEM!!!

Happy birthday, lovely! I hope you're happy and healthy! So sorry I didn't see your post earlier, I've been having a very hectic year with studying, working and just generalized stuff! BUT BUT I couldn't send you a inbox!

So like a said: HAPPY BIRTHDAY! you are one of the sweetest mutuals ever! And to celebrate that a gotta ask

What is your latest read?

And I want to know your all time favorite Jason fics, please with links and all!

LOVE OF MY LIFE HELLO!!!

OMG PLS DONT APOLOGISE I KNOW HOW HECTIC LIFE CAN GET!! i hope you are taking good care of yourself, resting and relax outside of studies and work!!! remember that none of it matters if you aren't feeling good <33

MY LATEST READ OKAY

um truth be told my love i have been in SUCH a slump lately,,,, its been tough out here.

i only read like 3 books very recently (last month or so)

I did read All The Little Raindrops by Mia Sheridan my QUEEN. its like a mystery thriller with a side of romance!!! Sheridan's books are ALWAYS a hit (she's very popular for her booktok famous Archer's Voice? And Travis !!) I've read like. most of her books at this point. I have never devoted myself to an author so much. She got me into the whole thriller genre and I LOVE her. so much. ITS SO GOOD AAAA. its not for the faint of heart and on more than once i find myself with the need to throw up with how HORRIFYING and messed up some of this stuff is (most of her thriller books are not for the faint of heart. lots of horrific stuff that is all too real and it makes it 10x more disturbing). Anyway i loved it i think i gave it a 4/5 stars it was so so good

2. i ALSO started Ana Huang's If Love series. I literally never shut up about Ana Huang like. EVER and i had been wanting to read this for a while and IM SO GLAD I GOT IT STARTED !!! Its a LOT less popular than hr Twisted and Kings of Sin series; she wrote it well before she got popular/published but its so good. its def not Twisted/Kings of Sin series but it makes it sooo clear how much she's grown in her writing, character development and general story telling!!! I read the first 2 books and UGHGUGHUFGHUFGHG yeah. new comfort series fr fr fr fr.

I also got digging through Lynn Painter's works (Love Wager, Mr Wrong Number, Better Than The Movies, etc) 10/10 her rom coms are sacred to me. this was a while ago though like. months ago lmao but i think abt her books always!!!

OH OH OMG I READ BIRTHDAY GIRL BY PENELOPE DOUGLAS !!!! SOME TIME AGO!!! yeah it changed my brain chemistry. i dont remember if i told you or not. but it changed my life. i think about it always.

edit: omg shut up i forgot i read some banger books months ago that i did not mention. i ate up Liz Tomforde's sports romance series (Windy City series) it was SO FREAKING GOOD. she had hockey romance, she had basketball romance she had BASEBALL ROMANCE. 10/10 amazing vibes

I ate through the latest of Lauren Asher's (Love Redesigned) IT WAS ALSO HELLA GOOD!! Ana Huang's King of Greed was also a vibe. not my fav but it was good. I ALSO delved into hockey romance SOOO DEEP. Fav series is probably Becka Mack's Playing For Keeps. It's the silliest stupidest fluffy no plot head empty series ever. the first book is 90% porn. its just for the giggles. the second is a bit better but the third is def the best in terms of actual plot & character development for example but the vibes are astronomical and i live for them

i ALSO started reading Sarah Adam's small town romance series (very very good). All fluffy fall vibes. CHLOE GONG HAD COME OUT WITH A NEW BOOK IN THE SUMMER AND I GOT TO IT AROUND THE NEW YEAR AND IT WAS SOOO GOOOD. Immortal Longings mm......she destroyed me once again.

OKAY ALL TIME FAV JASON FICS ok i dont have links (is lazy to go find links) but i will tell you two blogs im like religiously stalking:

@in-som-niyah has AMAZING THOUGHTS on Jason 10/10 i love getting all my jason content from her GOD BLESS THE HARDWORKING PEOPLE OF TUMBLR DOT COM

@fcthots also has some kick ass Jason stuff....like....from smutty to fluffy and domestic its....yeah. oooghgubjgubgn yeah yeah.

anyway i've probably forgotten to mention a bunch of books but thats all i can remember that was actually good. HOW HAVE YOU BEEN WHAT HAVE YOU BEEN READING !!!

[underlockv]

I recently made a gift for Hocus' birthday and I forgot to post about it here until now! Behold, The Unofficial Unlicensed Talking Magnetic Karl Heisenberg Plush!

More pics and info under the cut!

I've made dolls like this in the past, and had a pattern for it, but this project took me a while. Partially as he was hand sewn (and hand embroidered) and I have a mild hand tremor, partially because I kept adding stuff to him and making him more detailed as I went along (so much so he was late for birthday, sorry Hocus!) but I'm glad Hocus likes him thats the most important part! He wasn't entirely a surprise because I had said I wanted to make him for them, but I think maybe they weren't expecting how overboard I went on the project (nor was I! I just kept having ideas).

I really wanted to be able to make an alternate outfit for Karl based on a fanfic my friend wrote so I made a base doll body and then made Karl's clothes with a bunch of little buttons and snaps. The shirt buttons are decorative (made of sculpey, I couldn't find small enough regular ones) and it has a hook and loop (velcro) tab on the inside. The pants are a combo of this and some snaps. The belt has snaps but technically works like a real belt and then the undershirt also has snaps as do the "boots". His necklace accessories (sculpey, wire, paint) just tie on and off loosely with strings of embroidery thread. The hat has a cardboard/maskingtape base for shape and just an eyeballed-pattern sewn around it (I think it turned out nice!)

(this is prior to me adding his scars in embroidery thread).

The Glasses though are attached with his second feature

I knew I wanted to add some semi powerful magnets to his hands so he could pick up metal objects because that just MAKES SENSE with Karl's powers. I also made him his hammer (paper mache, paint and sculpey again) and added in a magnet to it's handle (as I wasn't working with actual metal for it lol, but I forgot to photograph it before I sent him off) . But in the process of doing that I realized if I attached some magnets on the inside of his head I could also make glasses that snap on and off, and that solved the issue of them staying in place.

Third feature: HE TALKS! Yes, just as advertised on the box if you squeeze him he says a voice line. Just one voice line really, but it's a long one. I'd argue it's probably the most important line he says in the game that really decides his fate with our protagonist (not in his favour, unfortunately). I used a voice recorder for plush toys that allows up to 20 second recordings. one of the unlisted features is there is a zipper on his back so they can take the recorder out for battery replacement, or to rerecord the message if desired.

POV: you're about to go in the hole (I only took a vid for this in the middle stage lmao). The last part of the manual goes over the alternate outfit and then includes a personal message for Hocus I won't show here. The alt outfit, is like I said before, based on a fanfic. But it's actually the unpublished portion of Hocus' long running fic series so its technically SPOILERS. I may post about it later because I actually tea-dyed fabric while making it and it was a more involved process than expected lmao. I hope you enjoyed reading about all the details of this ridiculous project! Oh! btw the box is actually the box the Chris statue came in for the RE8 collector edition. I bought it a few months ago from ebay (found a good deal!), and inspiration struck when I realized I still had it so thats why Karl got an official looking unofficial box lmao. I just cut chris' face off it for the window haha.

[smilesrobotlover]

Ok so now I’m gonna post a fic lol. I wrote this a while ago and reread it yesterday and I actually think it’s good enough to post! So uh, here!

Miss Vai Battle Pageant

Based after a battle from Age of Calamity with a lot of creative liberties added in! In Zelda’s pov! Enjoy!

Zelda was admittedly concerned when she got a message from Lady Urbosa, telling her to arrive in the Gerudo Desert as soon as possible. She didn’t know why Urbosa needed her so quickly, but too many possible scenarios plagued her mind. Was there something wrong with the Divine Beast? Were there too many monsters for the Gerudo to handle alone? If either of these things were to be true, then why did Urbosa specifically tell Zelda to not bring Link, and only to bring Impa? That made her think that Urbosa was planning something, which scared her even more. Urbosa was a wise and focused Gerudo chief, but she gave herself moments of mischief when she desired it. Either way, Zelda didn’t know what to expect.

When they arrived at the desert, Urbosa led them to their rooms where they would be staying, and Zelda immediately noticed that it wasn't just her and Impa that were invited, but Mipha and Riju were here as well. Oh dear… it was something mischievous wasn’t it?

“Get some rest girls,” Urbosa told them before she left, “You’re gonna need it for tomorrow.” and with that, Urbosa left with a little skip to her step.

The first thing everyone did was interrogating Riju, she was the one always near Urbosa, she should know what she was up to. But alas, not even the young chief from the future knew what was happening.

“I guess we should get some rest as Urbosa suggested then,” Zelda sighed. Whatever was happening, they’ll have it figured out tomorrow.

When tomorrow came, Urbosa gathered the ladies into an empty Gerudo town, and the girls anxiously awaited whatever was coming their way.

“Hang on, where is everyone?” Impa asked, after noticing the empty town.

Urbosa smiled and tilted her head, “why, they’re all hunting for molduga guts of course.”

“All of them?” Riju asked with concern in her voice.

“Yes. You see, I brought all you vai here together because I wish to uncover something.”

“Uncover what?” It was Mipha’s turn to question the Gerudo chief. Urbosa smiled at her in response.

“I wish to uncover who is the mightiest vai. You will all fight each other, and I will watch and see who is the strongest. If you get knocked off your feet out of the area, you are to stand by me, if you come out on top, well…” Urbosa gave a slight giggle, Zelda knew what that giggle meant. “I guess we’ll see what happens after.”

Zelda sighed. Just great, if there was one thing that she wasn’t, it was a fighter. She’s gotten better at defending herself but she wasn’t raised as a gerudo warrior like Riju, she wasn’t a Sheikah guard like Impa, and she wasn’t raised to fight with a spear like Mipha. She wasn’t gonna win this.

The others stared at each other awkwardly, they certainly didn’t know how to begin to fight each other, which gave Zelda some hope. She knew that Urbosa wasn’t going to stop this, but the other girl’s reluctance could be used in her favor. She didn’t know about Riju, but she knew that Mipha was too gentle with her friends to make the first move on them, and she knew that Impa wouldn’t do any harm to her. She was too protective, so if Zelda were to use the reluctance that Impa and Mipha had against them, she could easily come out on t–

A sudden gust of air blew at her sides and she almost fell over. She stood up and gave Impa a shocked expression. Oh yeah. She forgot that Impa was very competitive, and would do anything to come out on top if it meant winning, no matter what they were doing. So, With that, Impa attacked Mipha, who responded in an annoyed cry.

“Impa!” She shouted, and Impa shrugged.

“I want to win! Sorry Mipha!”

With the first move made, the four girls fought each other with Urbosa watching. It was difficult for Zelda to keep up with what was happening, she landed a few good hits on everyone, but there was only so much she could do with her Sheikah slate. She simply wasn’t strong enough against the three warriors in front of her, and she finally was hit out of the boundary.

“Zelda! You’re out! Come over here!”

She stood up with a huff and went to where Urbosa was. Just as she expected, she lost.

“Nice work little bird,” Urbosa said gently.

“I lost, Urbosa. How did I do good? I’m not strong enough against them.”

“You’re strong in more ways than one. And besides, you haven’t lost. Not yet.”

Zelda looked up at Urbosa confused, and the Gerudo chief gave her a mischievous grin. She looked down after a moment and watched the rest of the battle. What else was Urbosa planning?

It didn’t take long for Riju to get knocked out of bounds as well, and she glumly walked over to where Urbosa and Zelda sat. It was now just Impa and Mipha. Zelda knew who would win, Impa was far too competitive for her own good, and Mipha was too gentle, Impa would easily take her out.

And as the battle commenced, it was as Zelda expected. Though Mipha fought back well, she didn’t want to hurt Impa, so in a moment of weakness, Impa was able to kick Mipha and push her straight out of bounds.

“WOO-HOO! I did it!” She cheered, with all the others watching her glumly. “I won!”

“Not yet.”

The girls looked at Urbosa confused as she stood there with a big smile on her face. “That battle wasn’t the only test. NOW!”

Urbosa leapt out of the way only for a girl they’ve never seen before to appear and begin attacking them. Zelda yelped as her shield hit against her, and she fell backwards.

“Oh come on!” Riju yelled angrily.

Impa went straight to Zelda and pulled her out of the way before the girl could do anything else. She wore blue Gerudo clothes with a veil over her face, though she clearly wasn’t Gerudo. She had fair skin, blond hair and bright blue eyes. Who was she? Have they seen her before?

Impa helped Zelda to her feet and the four of them stood before the strange girl. Riju in particular looked angry at her.

The Mystery Vai looked around, as if looking for someone, uncertainty in her eyes, which slightly confused Zelda. Why did she look so unsure of herself?

“That veil that she is wearing belongs to a dear friend of mine,” they heard Urbosa say from Din knows where. “Try to take it from her.”

They looked back at the Mystery Vai, and Zelda almost saw a hint of fear in her eyes. Impa yelled a battle cry and started charging towards the girl, and the Mystery Vai fled. Riju yelled as well and followed after them, leaving behind a baffled Zelda and Mipha.

“This is getting out of hand!” Mipha sputtered, and Zelda laughed in response.

“We might as well play along! I haven’t seen Urbosa this happy in a long while!” And with that, the two princesses ran after the other three.

The Mystery Vai led them all throughout Gerudo town. She was fast, and when Impa would get her hands on her, she was somehow able to get her off, and she would continue to outrun the group.

“We won’t get anything done if we keep chasing her like this!” Zelda yelled. They all slowed down and looked at her for guidance. “We need to corner her, me and Mipha will go one way, while Impa and Riju will lead her to us!”

“Where will we corner her?” Riju asked.

Zelda thought for a moment. “How about the sand seal station? Not a lot of places to run.”

The others nodded, and Riju and Impa ran to find the Mystery Vai, while the two princesses ran to the station. The plan worked perfectly, it didn’t take long for Impa and Riju to herd the girl into the sand seal station. Impa chased after her, and when she tried to dart out of the way of the station where Zelda and Mipha waited, Riju came by to hit her with Patricia. The vai gave a (surprisingly deep) yelp and landed into the sand seal station, fumbling to her feet, only to run right into Zelda and Mipha. She was cornered.

“GRAB HER!” Riju shouted, and Impa jumped in and wrapped her arms around the girl, holding her down. The mystery Vai lurched forward, and Impa almost lost her grip, but Mipha and Riju were able to help Impa hold the girl down. She struggled for a bit, but gave up when she realized it was no use.

“Let’s see who this mysterious Vai is, shall we?” Zelda asked the girls. They all cheered in response except for Riju.

“It’s Link, guys,” She simply said.

The other three froze.

“What?”

“It can’t be!”

Zelda grabbed the veil off the girl only to reveal a very annoyed looking Link.

“I don’t believe it!” Mipha cried, and immediately let go, looking embarrassed.

“Told you guys.” Riju let go as well, crossing her arms with a playful smirk.

Impa let out a loud laugh and gave him a little squeeze. “No wonder he was so hard to catch!”

Link let out an oomf as he was squished by Impa, “You lot are terrifying when you’re chasing after something, you know that?”

The girls all laughed.

“I guess we were a little intense…” Mipha said softly, looking down.

“Say Link,” Zelda started, stepping closer, “Why are you here? I didn’t think you’d agree to do something like this!”

“I didn’t agree to do anything! I was just walking around when I got bagged and carried all the way here!”

Zelda sighed. Oh Urbosa. “I’m sorry Link, but it’s done now.”

“Heh, thank Hylia, I wanna go home.” He let out another noise as Impa gave him one last squeeze before letting go. They all laughed again before walking to the main plaza.

“You’re not hurt anywhere, are you Link?” Mipha asked, almost bashfully.

“My pride is a little bruised, but other than that, I’m perfectly fine.”

Mipha smiled and Impa patted his head. They were glad that they didn’t seriously injure Link.

“Wonderful!”

The girls stopped at the loud voice of Urbosa, who was standing outside the throne room.

“You vai did the second challenge with ease! Good work.” Without warning, Urbosa sprinted towards them, grabbing Link before they could even react. She was standing at the entrance, her sword drawn in one hand and a shocked Link in the other. “Your last challenge to determine who’s the mightiest vai is to fight me, and rescue the hero.”

“Urbosa I didn’t agree to any of thi–”

“Silence Link, you’re my hostage now.” She gave a laugh and ran off with Link being dragged behind.

“Oh great,” Impa pouted, “We lost Link.”

“We must find him! A-and rescue him!” Mipha stuttered slightly, if she could blush, Zelda would assume that her face would be as red as her scales right now.

“Where would Urbosa even take him?” Zelda wondered out loud, she went out of Gerudo town, but it would be dangerous to venture out into the Gerudo desert with the Yiga out there, not to mention the moldugas that are being hunted by the rest of the Gerudo.

“I bet she’s taking him to the throne room, or to her bedroom…” Riju said, staring at where that would be.

“And why would she do that?”

“To throw us off. There’s an entrance to the side where she could enter through, without us seeing.”

They all stared at the throne room for a moment, Zelda nodded.

“I think Riju is right. I don’t think Urbosa would want to lead us out into the desert. Come on, let’s try to intercept her.”

The others nodded and ran towards the side of the throne room. It was empty, but they heard noises, so they ran up to where the bedroom was. Sitting on the bed was Link, he was slouched over with his head resting in his hand.

“Hey,” he greeted, and the girls smiled, until Urbosa ambushed them.

Impa, Riju, and Zelda jumped out while Mipha lunged straight for Link. Ok, Link was accounted for… good.

“Don’t let Urbosa grab him!” Zelda yelled after her, and Mipha nodded in response.

“Alright, let’s see how strong you vai really are!” Urbosa shouted, glee spread all over her face. It was a difficult battle being in such a small space, but they fought back hard. Urbosa swung her scimitar and Riju deflected it with her shield. They fought with each other for a moment, Urbosa pushing down on Riju.

“I cannot fail!” The Gerudo chieftain yelled.

With a loud cry, Riju pushed as hard as she could and ducked under the weapons, slamming into Urbosa as hard as she could. Urbosa nearly fell over but stopped herself, and in one swift motion, she charged after Zelda, and although she was tasked with keeping Link safe, Mipha jumped in the way, blocking the attack with her spear. She never could stand to let anyone get hurt.

“We need to get her out of this room, I think there’s a boundary drawn that we don’t know about!” Zelda yelled at the girls fighting.

“Leave it to me!” Impa yelled back, and used a gust of wind to push Urbosa back. She stumbled for a bit, and when she got her footing back, Impa vanished and reappeared suddenly above her. Impa kicked her in the shoulder,and was able to push her further.

“Everyone, push!” Zelda shouted, and they all ran towards Urbosa to shove her out of the room.

With enough force, Urbosa was pushed out of the room and down the stairs. When she stood back up, the four vai blocked the path, ready for her to fight back, but she didn’t. She laughed out loud and put her weapons away.

“Good work you four. I’m impressed.”

The girls relaxed and gave Urbosa room as she walked up the stairs. “Now follow me, I know now who the mightiest vai is.”

The girls were buzzing with excitement as they entered the room, sitting at the bed where Link stayed put. Though Zelda didn’t know who it could be, she knew deep down that it wasn’t her. She didn’t do much of the fighting. Sure, she came up with ideas, but that was nothing compared to the strength the rest of them had. Either one deserved the title of the “mightiest vai”. She smiled slightly, she would be happy for whoever got the title, regardless.

“So… Link… I’m curious about your opinion, who do you think was the mightiest of them all?” Urbosa leaned against the wall, eyeing the group on the bed.

Link’s head rose and he got a nervous look on his face. He fidgeted his hands and looked at each girl. “I-I’m not sure… they were all pretty strong.”

“Oh come on Link! You gotta pick one!” Impa blurted out. “It was me, wasn’t it? I was clearly the toughest wasn’t I?”

“No! I fought harder than you!” Riju protested and the other girls laughed.

“I won the first challenge!”

“That doesn’t mean anything!”

Urbosa raised a hand to quiet them all.

“Well his opinion doesn’t influence what I have determined…” She assured them.

Zelda looked down.

“And what I determined, the mightiest Vai… was all of you.”

Zelda’s head shot up.

“What?” Mipha exclaimed .

Urbosa smiled at all of them. “I watched each and every one of you during those challenges, and to simply put it, you are all mighty and strong in your own ways. Impa, your fighting was unlike anything I’ve ever seen, your physical prowess was admirable, even to a Gerudo warrior, and your undying loyalty makes you dependable. Mipha, your compassion and kindness towards others makes you fiercely protective, you help everyone however you can, that is a trait that I do not see often. Riju, your determination and unwavering spirit makes you a powerful leader when you are needed, you refuse to give up, which is an important mindset to be in. And Zelda,” Urbosa stared at the princess of Hyrule with the most warmth and love in her eyes. “Your wit and ability to see the world differently helps you find ways to win, ways that may seem hidden to others. It makes you a natural born leader.” Urbosa stared at her for a long moment, just to make sure the message was sent, before looking away, “You are all strong in your own ways, and you shouldn’t compete against each other or anyone just to see who is better. You’ll only focus on your weaknesses, instead, you should work together to win, to strengthen each other. Which is exactly what you did today. You girls used your strengths and made up for your weaknesses and won against me. That is the sign of a mighty vai. So that title does not belong to one, it belongs to all of you. I’m so proud of you all.”

Zelda couldn’t help but smile. It was nice hearing that from her. She tries so hard not to compare herself to everyone around her, but it is a difficult challenge that she can’t seem to overcome. Impa and Link would always fight so valiantly while she did nothing, Mipha was a beloved princess for her people while she felt like a failed and hated princess, and Riju was so young yet wise beyond her years. Zelda felt as if she couldn’t compete with anyone, since she was so below everyone else. But Urbosa was right, she must only compare herself to… well… herself. She looked at her hands, she truly has come a long way. Maybe, her power will awaken within her if she’s kinder to herself.

The room felt warm and comfy as the girls felt pride within them. Even Link had a small smile, though he wasn’t addressed directly.

“Come on vai, there is a prize for this, a great Gerudo feast. I’m sure you all will love it.” Urbosa said with a smile.

“Oh thank goodness, I am starving!” Impa huffed while leaning back.

“Link is invited to right?” Mipha asked, “I think he deserves it after what you put him through.”

Link scratched the back of his head bashfully. “It’s no big deal, really.”

“No, Link, you’re invited to feast too. Thanks for helping me with this.” Urbosa gave him a wink, and he smiled back. They talked for hours after that until the rest of the Gerudo returned, a stronger bond between the group forming. They all saw each other in a different light, strong and powerful women who could lift each other up with their own strengths. Even the princess of Hyrule saw herself a little differently. Maybe, she wasn’t a failure after all…. But until Calamity Ganon is sealed away for good, she’ll never be fully convinced otherwise.

[quacksonholland]

Two fiancées in love

Sooo, I haven't posted anything in months, and I'm so sorry lol. I've just really not been motivated to write at all. It's like whenever Tom goes MIA I get writer's block lmao !! Anyway, here's this little blurb I wrote months ago and forgot about, it's not much but I hope you like it mwua mwua xx

Warnings: Just fluff, fluff, fluff + Tom and reader are gross (they're too in love with each other istg), I'm not a native speaker, so typos.

wc: +600

Masterlist

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"You know, I never thought we'd end up like this." Tom said one day, while he was brushing his teeth and you were reading in bed.

"How do you mean?"

"Like, together. Romantically." He tried to say, nearly spitting all the toothpaste foam in his mouth.

"Really?" You said, and he nodded. "That's funny." A laugh escaped your lips and Tom tilted his head.

"What – are you laughing?" He asked, still confused. Tom spit the toothpaste and washed out his mouth with water.

You just smiled, cuddling further amongst all the cushions and thinking of the early days of your friendship.

"I actually fantasized about us all the time. I was so in love with you." You confessed, and it was his turn to be surprised. "But I never did anything about it because I thought that after filming you'd stay out of touch and we'd never speak again."

"Oh, wow. Glad to see you had faith in us since the very beginning." He mused, finally making his way to the bed. As soon as he got under the covers, your limbs were entangled and he planted a kiss on your cheek "Thank God we made it."

"Yes, thank God. Or maybe thank me for keeping the spark alive while you spent months out in other countries at the very beginning of our relationship." You said with a little smirk, as he gasped dramatically.

"I beg your pardon? Who was the one that sent the other flowers every single Friday? Or the one that paid off his brother so that you could have your favorite meals everyday? Yeah, I didn't think so."

"Oh, poor Sam."

"Poor me. I spent over two thousand pounds for that twat to make you all that food."

"Wha– Two thousand!? Thomas Stanley Holland!" You gasped, hitting his arm playfully.

"Oh God, not the full name." He pretended to be scared but chuckled nonetheless.

"Why on Earth would you spend so much money?"

"I love spoiling you darling, you know that already." Tom smiled with a wink, before a happy grin was plastered on his face "Anyway… Did you know there's only two hundred and twenty-seven days left for you to be my wife?"

You giggled as you hugged him tighter, his hands on your waist as he simply stared at you, eyes filled with adoration. "Can't believe you are counting the days."

"How could I not be, my love. I am so excited for us to get married." Before you could even think of replying, he kissed your lips softly, with the same gleam in his eyes that was present the day he asked you to be his.

"I love you so very much." You whispered, him pecking your lips once more to let you know he feels just the same way.

"And, it's not the only reason, but once we get married we are actually a hundred percent free to make babies, and to be honest, I'm down for doing that without – ow!" You slapped his bicep as you shook your head with disapproval.

"Can't believe your only motive behind asking me to marry you was to get me pregnant."

"Did not say that! I emphasized the fact that it's not the only reason."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever, Holland. Just shut it already." You tapped his cheek before snuggling back on his chest.

"Aye aye Mrs. Holland."

"Not yet babe."

"Can't wait till you are."

You feel so much love for this man sometimes you wonder if you're going insane. Is it really considered medically normal to feel your heart swell as much as it does every day? You swear, there's no way you'll get tired of him.

He's your best friend, the love of your life, and everything you'll ever wish for.

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So this was it! Hope you liked it!

Reblogs and comments are appreciated!

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TAGLIST:

@marvelgurl

@crvshnburnn

[daddyplasmius]

hand on my stupid heart flashbacks

this is a No One Knows AU & Full Hazmat AU where Danny ended up in the Ghost Zone & didn't go back into the human world initially because he thought he was dead. by the time he realized he is, in fact, at least half alive, he'd already been missing for at least 2 weeks. will probs never finish homsh sorry. i wrote this a couple years ago in a haze & just haven't been able to finish it because i can't replicate the style, which i find is what i love about this fic the most. it wouldn't be the same without it. posting the flashback introsーwhich are meant to be read between chapters/the actual plot, starting after chapter 1ーcuz fuck it. excuse typos & shit, i never properly edited it, as i forgot it existed immediately after i wrote it original description of homsh: Danny Fenton has officially been missing for over a year. Maddie & Jack Fenton refuse to give up on their son. Sick and tired of the police running them in circles, and the case getting colder by the day, the Fentons turn to their last resortーPhantom. 800~ words (full unfinished fic is 20k~)

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When Danny woke up surrounded by thick, green fog, and couldn’t breathe without swallowing heavy air that was more like water than anything, he was sure he was dead. The portal glowed behind him, illuminating the pitch darkness around him in soft, yellow, warm light.

He almost went back.

Almost.

He was dead. His parents were ghost hunters. They had drilled into his head from the moment he was born that he could never, ever panic in death. That he would accept it. That he would not be scared. So he would be prepared to be brave in the face of death and would not become a ghost.

He panicked. He did not accept it. He was terrified. And so he woke up in the Ghost Zone.

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Danny went back through the portal when he saw some ectopuses acting… strange. Like they had an idea in their heads. Like they had a plan.

Which was weird, with animal ghosts. He had only been in the Ghost Zoneーmom and dad called it that, he rememberedーfor a couple weeks. Or, he had already been there for two weeks. Or maybe time worked differently and he was there five minutes, or four years orー

The ectopuses went through the portal and, despite everything, Danny went after them.

While he was busy reeling at being home, the ectopuses immediately attacked dad. Danny was horrified. Jack was overwhelmed. Danny stepped in, in a moment fueled by sheer adrenaline and stupidity, snatching a Fenton Thermos™ off a shelf and releasing his shaky invisibility. The ectopuses didn’t stand a chance. And when they were safely in the Thermos, he slowly turned around to dad, ready for the confrontation. Ready for the “what happened to you?” and the “where have you been?” and the “we’ve missed you”.

Dad scrambled to shoot at him.

Danny fled.

His parents didn’t recognize him.

-

The Lunch Lady attacked when Danny was mourning Halloween.

He’d waited all year. He made a costume that summer. He wouldn’t get to go trick or treating with Sam and Tucker this year. Or any year. For the rest of his lifeーor existence. Whatever.

The Lunch Lady appeared in the school and demanded in straight fury, “Who changed the menu?”

Everyone pointed at Sam.

Danny hadn’t known just how powerful ghosts could be. His parents never told him the specifics. Just that they were dangerous.

This ghost grew and her aura hit him like a hurricane, almost physically pushing him back. It was so strong that the students in the Casper High cafeteria seemed to feel it too.

The Lunch Lady was a much harder opponent than the ectopuses. She levitated meat. She used it as a weapon, and seemed to bring it back to life. She created weird meat creatures that grew sharp teeth and claws out of bones. They were mindless, attacking everything that got too close to the ghost. Danny would have run away without hesitation, if Sam hadn’t been in the crossfire.

Danny fought the Lunch Lady. It was a long struggle, but he caught her in the thermos after over an hour. When he turned to Sam and Tuckerーboth of whom he had to save due to Tucker trying to jump into the fightーall three of them bloody and bruised, he cringed. But a part of him hoped. Desperately.

Surely they would know him on sight.

“Wh-what are you?” Sam gasped at him finally.

Danny flinched as if she had struck him. “J-just… your friendly neighbourhood phantom.”

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Danny didn’t know what possessed him. Oh. Pun not intended.

He just barely caught the Fentons leaving in the GAV, dragging suitcases behind them. He couldn’t help himself. What on Earth were they doing?

They were going to Vlad Master’s mansion for their college reunion.

It was a whole thing. But something was off. Besides all the adults reminiscing about the 80’s.

Danny sensed ghosts immediately but he couldn’t see anything. Unfortunately for him, Vlad could also sense him. It was two days of Danny staying invisible, and Vladーthe halfa? Is that what Danny is?ーtrying to kill Jack. Somehow, Danny managed to fight off Vlad, not turn back, and without the Fentons getting hurt. His secret intact.

VladーPlasmius, also learned about Phantom. And Vlad hated him. The manーghostーwhatever, seemed to only care about one thingーpossession. Of money. Of things. Of people. He was more ghost than Danny had ever seen. Vlad’s obsession was overwhelming.

Danny couldn’t believe someone so much like himself could be so disturbing.

[argisthebulwark]

Ao3 20 Questions

thank you @kagedbird for the tag!! <3<3 i will tag some friends @daedrabait @miraakswhore @somethingscarlet13 @queerbashir if u wanna participate <3

How many works do you currently have on ao3? Currently 25. holy shit, i thought it was more than that lol

What's your total ao3 word count? 98,336. Used to be like 200k before i cleaned out some old works i didn't care for anymore.

What fandoms do you write for? Skyrim and Star Trek TOS & AOS

What are your top five fics by kudos? Sorry Lass, Make Me Feel Mortal, Don't Shut Me Out, Fascinating, and Destroy Rebuild

Do you respond to comments? Sometimes! Honestly it depends on whether or not i'm online and see them. if i don't respond right away it feels rude to respond weeks after the fact, but for repeat commenters or usernames i recognize i try to!

What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? Idk i used to like to emotionally beat up Jim a lot, so probably one of the short stories where i explore all his traumas

What is the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? Probably Sorry, Lass. I originally wrote it in 2015 and i'm fairly certain it ends with a mushy marriage scene.

Do you get hate on fics? Surprisingly, no. I think i got a few rude comments back when i first started, but honestly everyone's been too kind to me.

Do you write smut? If so, what kind? Hell yeah brother that's what i do!! I love angsty, emotionally charged smut. my personal favorite to write is angry, hatefuck type of stuff. or when they're using it to avoid talking about feelings.

Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written? Not that i've ever posted lmao. I don't usually post non canon compliant fics for whatever fandom i'm working in.

Have you ever had a fic stolen? Kinda. a few years ago someone let me know that my work had been reposted to a fic site i don't use and one quick message got them to take it down. Also, i once posted a fic as a one off, forgot that i'd done that, and used the same scene much later in a larger story - and some nice commenter on the original let me know that someone had stolen my idea lmao

Have you ever had a fic translated? Nope, never had anyone request that and don't want to do so incorrectly.

Have you ever cowritten a fic? Kind of? an old friend and i used to write separate chapters of our self insert marvel fics and mush them together into one story lol. never posted it anywhere, it was just shared emails and google docs.

What's your all time favorite ship? God, that's hard. probably McKirk. as i've gotten older and unlearned all the internal shame about self inserts it's gotten easier to do a self insert story instead of an established pair.

What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? Every few weeks i pluck away at my regency au Miraak fic. i don't think i'll ever actually finish it because it's just so big in my head it's hard to get on paper, but i hope i do someday.

What are your writing strengths? I'm very comfortable writing sex scenes. I think that often when the author is uncomfortable about writing explicit sex the reader can really feel it in the story and i put in a lot of work to get over those mental hurdles. i've been told i'm good at characterization, which is awesome! i love getting in a character's head!

What are your writing weaknesses? Very often i find myself bogged down with the need to describe every little scene. it's a major reason i haven't posted a longfic in a while - i want to write these big stories but find myself getting lost in the little details. i also have a terrible habit of editing myself while i'm writing, which just gets me stuck in an unproductive loop.

Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic? Since i'm only fluent in English, this isn't something i am confident in. i've written in a few fictional languages for fics before but would probably reach out or suggest another author if a reader wanted something that heavily involved this.

First fandom you wrote for? Twilight babey!!! self insert oc to smooch Edward Cullen when i was a little middle schooler!!! i didn't know what fanfiction was but i knew i had a big ol crush on him.

Favorite fic you've written? not to be cringe on main, but most of my favorites are things that never got published. they're the little things still hanging out in my google docs that i go back to over and over. i rewrote all of star trek into darkness word for word just to make bones and jim kiss, i made a self insert just to smooch skurge after hyperfixating on thor ragnarok, and the weird time a few months ago where i wrote like 40k words of a cowboy romance. i read them often and wish that i'd written more on many of them but i do not read my published works.

thanks to anyone who read my rambling lmao. love you all sososo much, thank you for reading my silly little stories and caring about them. <3<3<3

[a-manicured-lawn]

Fic #2 is out! (for a while actually)

A week or two ago I wrote a lil crackfic called (Dignity's) Death from Above. I loved it, I shared it, and I forgot to post it here! Sorry everyone :/

Summary: Wild's been shot off to totk and everyone misses him. No one expected to see him reappear wearing a bedsheet and falling down a hole.

Have a question? send me an ask! wanna keysmash about how good it is? leave a comment on Ao3! have fun!

[thestarsarecool]

@fujoshi-simone-weil tagged me in a "things to get to know me" game! Fun, thank you! You have the best url on tumblr. Also, someone else tagged me in this game, like, a month ago and I kept meaning to do it (it was on my to-do list and everything!) but I forgot and now it has disappeared from my notifications. Also, I don't 100% remember who it was. But still, I wholeheartedly apologize to that person for neglecting their tag. I don't love you any less. Anyway, on with the show!

Last song I listened to: Answer Me from The Band's Visit. You can take the theater kid out of the theater but you can't take the theater out of the kid. Or maybe you can. I don't know. I am taking a class on songwriting for musical theater right now so I am listening to more musical theater than I have in a while, though not as much as I did in like 2019.

Favorite color: Purple!

Currently watching: Nothing really? I'm not much of a TV or movie person. I just finished watching the Fionna and Cake TV show which was surprisingly good. My siblings and I watched all of Adventure Time together a while back (we like to rewatch cartoons together), so we all facetimed to watch the finale, which was really nice. I'd missed them :)

Last movie I watched: Hmm. I don't remember. Let's think...nope, still don't remember. Sorry film nerds of tumblr.com. I wish I was as cool as you.

Currently reading: Psychoanalysis: The Impossible Profession by Janet Malcolm! It's a really fascinating look into the underlying contradictions of psychoanalysis and also a great overview of the history, but it's all done through an actually engaging character study! I think it was originally a lengthy piece in The New Yorker, published around 1980. Also, I just started The Tale of Two Cities, which is very fun because the only Dickens I have ever read before is Oliver Twist!

Sweet/Spicy/Savory: I want to say savory, but the answer is actually sweet. I put wayyyyyy too much sugar in my tea for me to be picking anything but sweet.

Last thing I googled: The last thing I googled was "Ray Donovan Music" and I will explain why because, yes, I know that that doesn't make any sense. So, I am finishing up work on this song I am writing and whenever I get to that "almost done" stage, I post to r/Songwriting to get feedback because it's fun and occasionally helpful. And someone in the comments said that my song sounds like if "the little girl from Moneyball and Ray Donovan had a brainchild with Regina Spector [sic]." Which, like, ok. Let's unpack that. The comparison to Regina Spektor is very kind. I have gotten that a few times, though I think Reddit just doesn't know any other women who write songs on the piano. The little girl from Moneyball is such a funny comparison to me. Like, she's not a songwriter? She's just Brad Pitt's fictional child. But like, sure, I get what they mean. I sing kind of light and talky sometimes which makes it sound childlike, I guess, like a Moe Tucker sort of thing. But Ray Donovan??? I literally do not know what this commenter is talking about. All I can find for who Ray Donovan is the guy from the TV show. Like, does TV criminal Ray Donovan write songs or something? Is my song particularly evocative of the Ray Donovan soundtrack? Did this commenter mash together Ray Davies and Donovan's names? I asked him who he is talking about, but received no reply. Someone save me from this hell. Who is Ray Donovan and why did he birth my song?

Current Obsession: Still The Beatles, I guess, though it's not nearly as debilitating as it was a year ago. Which is quite nice, actually! I can actually be productive now.

Current Thing I'm Working On: Well, I've just about finished up the aforementioned song! All it needs is a title. Also, I'm writing a paper on The Epic of Gilgamesh, which is fun. The guy who wrote my translation is a professor at my uni so I may go to his office hours to ask him about it!

Ok, I tag @torchlitinthedesert, @idontwanttospoiltheparty, @veidelon, @theallenklein, and @mydaroga. I know this one already made the rounds though (I think) so no need to do it if you already did it. Or, really, no need to do it at all.

Cheers, everyone!