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[marsapolis]

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"i crawl out of my tainted home

feeling the dirty air, my birth right.

because i am selfish"

-it's my poetry again!

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hey hey guys, i know it's been a bit, i'm sorry. i finally have wifi for a night so i'll take this opportunity to tell you. I MISS YOU T-T genuinely so very much my loves. very parasocially. ALSO i think i am going to change my name... idk if im gonna change my blog name yet because i really do love my current name (mars) but it has people connected to it that i don't want to associate or think about. i'm going to go by Rhiannon for a bit (ugh i know it's cringe to say but fleetwood mac is my favorite band sooo) and one of my friends has already nicknamed me nonny so feel free to call me that too :)

-all the love in the world, your pal 4 life, me >///<

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[axellis-archv-2]

hey *takes what was supposed to be just a visualization in case i ever wanted to draw overhallidays place in the future and then spends 4 hours on it

[sundial-bee-scribbles]

Hbvnfyvjv can you tell I watch game theory- I love overanalyzing stuff I'm not surprised it was a little inaccurate- “there’s also just some things i wanna keep secret for now…” I'm very intrigued 👀 also dumb question, how do They eat with no mouths? Do they just absorb the food? Do They need to eat? If you threw a packet of biscuits at them would they eat it plastic and all? I have questions but they're not the right ones probably- -🌟

hehe 😈

hmmm well for now i'll just say that it has no mouths on any of its' faces, and len monitors it in case it needs anything

lmaoooo i mean it would be hard to miss the fact four of your fellow students went missing, everyone starts talking about it after it gets concerning how long they've been gone

she did know them before their disappearances, but obviously wasn't as close to them as len b/c, well, they were len's friends mostly and not hers.

len has a lot of different reasons for not wanting anyone else to know abt his experiment, but you can only hide so much from your sibling lol; rin isn't stupid and knows smthn's going on, yet it's also a matter of how much information can i piece together before he knows that i know

she does eventually go down there though yeah, and you'll see what happens when she does :P

[caruliaa]

op of a post is in the same ""cringe"" fandom as me so i can openly be a fan of it in the tags without the fear of being singled out and mocked by them and then all their followers for it incident 13 resurrected 27 healed

[gothbondage]

I'm in so much pain and I feel so tired I couldn't sleep all night. I feel so dead emotionally and physically.. only thing thats helping is listening to metal :(

[trinity0finite]

Right Now - Yu Jimin

Nonidol!Jimin x Biker!Reader

Desc- you hated party and admitting you're in the wrong, going to a party to save and apologise to your potential future wife? pfft..

tags: redflag simp reader bc thats the only thing i can seem to write 🥰, Jimin keeps you in check, super fine karina, my woman jimin, non!idol!au, i love bikes, i need my own fr, kinda petty and dumb reader ig, reader simps for karina and we get that, mommy rina haha..

note/ sorry if this sucks, my bipolar ass keep changing the plot

pushing past these sweaty, futureless people was one of the least thing you wanna do. but to save your potential future wife? you'd do just about anything.

but just because you two got into an argument doesn't mean she can just show up to your friend's party with another dude and not tells you about it.

you knew it was your fault, you broke a promise but for her to show up with the one guy you asked her to stay away from was too far.

now, you had a mission apologise, kiss her, make up,then kiss her again, and then make out or do something more.

suddenly a body bumped into yours, liquid spilled all over you which heightened your rage even more. and it turns out to be Choi Yeonjun.

The male turned around to face you, his eyes widened to see your glare, and hardened jaw. he rushes to use his hand to wipe the wet fabric of your leather jacket which makes you livid.

"sorry! sorry!" he continuously cries out.

Jay who was behind you could only suck in a breath and prepare for what's about to happen.

and the only thought on your mind was,

why was he using his dirty hand to touch you?

you grimaced before pushing the boy off of you with crazed amount of force, he bumped into another and they both fell to the ground, catching the other people's attention at the party and paused their dancing to check out the commotion.

"Ah you fucking-!" you gritted through your teeth and glare at the green hair boy who was shock.

as you were about to merge towards the boy, a hand on your chest stopped you. you paused, looking at the owner of the hand to see it was non other then the Yu Jimin.

"Jimin-ah.." you muttered out hopelessly, as your eyes landed on her. breath caught in your throat, even with an angry frown on her face she manages to still be the most beautiful woman you had ever laid your eyes on.

she was mad at you but she was still wearing the same matching black leather jacket you both got, you fell for her even more.

without even replying, she pulls you by your leather jacket and fast walking away from the crowd.

it was quiet, too quiet for your liking as karina stared at you with the most disappointing stare that almost made you whimper.

you were stronger and certainly not smaller than her, but something about her make you weak in the knees. maybe its the way she looks, the way she smiles, the way her eyes sparkle, the way her lips looks, the way she handles you emotionally, the way she wears your clothes — lets go back to what's happening.

"were you going to fight again?" you winced at her strong tone and look down at your feet.

"he-he spilled his drink all over me.." you muttered out trying to get out of another situation of Jimin scolding you. you came here to apologise after all.

"it a party, they're drunk, it was an accident." the fact that she wasn't shouting at you scared you even more. you shivered at the deja vu with your mom.

it was even scarier because your mom actually likes Jimin for you.

"im sorry.." you whispered quietly, still not meeting her eyes making her sigh.

"look at me." she demanded, her hands on her hips.

instead, you didn't do as she says and got on your knees, in front of her, your head tilted up. her eyes widened to say she was shock was an understatement. because, you are the biggest, pettiest spoiled brat that she had ever seen. yet here you were, on your knees infront of her.

"please forgive me." you begged your voice breaks as you held onto her hand. "please baby come back to me, 'm sorry"

"i fucked up, i'll change." you admits it, you fucked up because you promised her to not get in any other fight, and you still did anyway. "i'll change for you, i'll change for us."

somehow, Jimin's heart swell in adoration, she wasn't supposed to feel like this, but she couldn't help it. you looked like a sad, kicked puppy, begging her to come back to you.

and now she confirmed it, underneath all of that tough interior, you were just a puppy. (not pet play)

she knelt down infront of you, hands cupping your cheeks to make you meets her eyes. the way you melt into her hand make it harder for her to control herself.

"i forgive you," she whispered, and you feels like thousand of weight had been lifted off of you. "but you need to keep your promise to me, you won't ever get into any other fights ever again."

with the way you quickly nodded your head, with your eyes wide almost made Jimin cooed.

Jimin slowly bring your face closer to hers, and the way you sigh in relief when your lips meet hers, it had felt like years of not feeling her lips on yours.

"my mom was going to kill me when she heard from jay that we got into an argument.." you muttered out of nowhere, against her lips.

"you deserved it." and her mumbled against yours, hand sneaking up to your fluffy hair and tugged it back, whimpers.

[olderthannetfic]

I went scrolling through anti ao3 tags and blogs because I was bored and not doing the shit I need to do and you know for a group of people who every year twice a year throw such hissy fits you’d think they’d at least have a point, but all their arguments make no sense(except their one main one that they almost never use?--why??) Like ok, there is one argument for why people shouldn’t give money to ao3, and that is the argument that ao3 is bad website because it has bad policies and refuses to moderate. I disagree, but ultimately if someone thinks that ao3 should update the TOS and moderate what fan fiction they allow, it makes sense that that person would be against the site making money because… well they are against the sites founding principles, I’m not shocked they don’t want it to succeed.

But the rest of the arguments!? Man they make no sense at all

“They are scamming you there is no way they need that much money”, ”its immoral to give money to ao3 because they already have so much!”, “Even if ao3 was perfect, its ridicuslous to give 100K to a fan fiction site!” — like… maybe I’m the asshole here, but ao3 made about 250,000 this spring, so they make about 500,000 a year… that’s just not that much money! That could what, pay for 10-30 employees at best! And that’s not counting the actual cost of all the shit they currently spend their money on! I get that ao3 is run by unpaid volunteers so antis think that 500K is a lot, but that’s not true! That’s not a lot of money at all! It might be a lot of money for an individual but for a company that’s practically pennies. Wikipedia, which granted is a lot bigger than ao3, with 57,218,269 pages to ao3s 6 million works, makes 155 million to ao3 500,000. According to antis ao3 has over a million in reserve and well according to wikipedia they have net assets of US$240 million. One is clearly more than the other!

I saw someone say that servers should be 1K, which is so stupid and out of touch with eveything I almost died laughing. I had a project using firebase this semester, I created 2 projects within firebase one for my school project and one to dick around and figure out. I accidentally set my test database to a “pay as you go” version instead of a free version. And almost had to pay a thousand dollars for the month! I wasn’t even using that database it was just sitting there but I check my google billing to make sure I wasn’t paying anything and it turns out I was! 150 dollars actually so that sucks! (My fault though)

Also also I keep seeing that its ridiculous and evil to pay the much for a site that “doesn’t improve” but the “doesn’t improve” is referring to A) no changes in TOS, which I don’t want to happen any way so good. B) the fact that it’s still in beta, which I don’t give a fuck about and I don’t understand why I should care. I think antis are dont like that the layout hasn’t changed but I don’t want to the layout to change. Also things come out of beta because they are a commercial product to be sold(this is very simplified), which is why some things come out of beta to waaaay to early and are glitchy as all hell! Ao3 isn’t being sold to me its slowly being built and archiving things that would probably be lost, and it will probably technically be in beta forever, but it doesn't effect me and I don't care. Would it be better if it came out of beta only to continously updated like a lot other shit does. I don't really play video games but I know ppl that do so I know at least once a game came out that didn't really work and people needed to later update shit for it to function and I'd argue thats worse than a functional website just being in beta forever. C) The claim that it hasn’t changed at all, which is just not true! They added the exclude section and eventually added the blocking shit. The blocking took too long to come out, so I guess in this sea of dumb criticism theres at least 1 piece of critism that makes sense. And finally again I don’t want it to change! Every other week we are all bitching that Tumblr or YouTube or Instagram or any other app are needlessly changing the layout or adding shit we don’t want in order to keep up with latest trends, make it more marketable or try and attracted new users. Ao3 is great because its never going to change. Ao3 and Craigslist will always kinda look like ass and I’m ok with that. If it aint broke ¯_(ツ)_/¯

I could keep going but there is no point. I just think they are all so stupid.

--

The thing about beta is the funniest because AO3, like oldschool shit from the 90s, has actual criteria for coming out of beta.

It's not "we've been going for 10 years" or "we want to sell the product": it's "we've checked off all the things on this checklist".

And they still haven't done them all, so it's still in beta.

[mamawasatesttube]

So, I'm not a writer, but I am very curious 👀 What do you look for in a fic that features Kon? 👀 What kind of things do you want Kon to do, or experience? 👀 What characteristics of Kon do you absolutely wanna see? 👀 What characteristics of Kon you didn't like but want to see adressed in a fic? 👀 When you're writing, what are three major things about Kon that you MUST INCLUDE NO MATTER WHAT? 👀👀👀 Sorry about the many questions!!!!!

OHHHH this is such a good question okay okay okay. let's see.

what do i look for? primarily, kon having an actual character voice. that's the lowest bar to clear (and yet already takes out... a good chunk of the fics ive seen in the kon character tag 😭😭). he needs to be silly, geeky, deeply kind, earnest, etc. not every fic featuring him will necessarily get into the way he's also existentially lonely and has a Lot of sadness and self-esteem issues (esp after rex leech's roller coaster incident. this has been on my mind today. ough. his self-image never recovered after that one!) but by GOD does he have his issues, so if its a fic going into emotions i want it to do right by his. will def admit thats smth im incredibly picky about.

as for stuff i want him doing? honestly i am here for so much!! i want soft simple character studies. i want action showcasing how fucking powerful ttk can be, especially with a dose of creativity to its use. i want wacky yj space adventures. i want good good whump and hurt/comfort. i want him getting swept off his feet. you could sell me on almost any plot if it's well-written.

re: characteristics... i don't really split them up quite like that, i think! he's a well-rounded character, and that includes both strengths and flaws. ideally, a good fic will include both of these and represent them fairly (like, he's not perfect by any means, and he can do stupid things and struggle with personal issues, but on the other hand very few things tick me off more than portrayals where he's just completely incompetent and dumb as a rock, lmao).

BUT REGARDING MY OWN WRITING. ohhohoohoohooho three things i ALWAYS have to include? a) geek-ass loser (affectionate). i think it is SO endearing and also very humanizing as a quality that he's a trekkie/wendy fan/star wars nerd/etc. b) mixed-race metaphors. they may not be overt depending on the piece but the "child of two worlds that doesn't quite fit into either" thing is Deeply intentional. and c) HES A JUGGERNAUT!!!! i firmly believe adult fully realized kon (a kryptonian, with full kryptonian powers, WITH TTK) is a force of fucking nature. i like this so much and i specifically also always like it when he is at any given moment about 0.4 seconds from freaking the fuck out about how it's Too much strength.

to me, kon is a character made of some very delicious contradictions. he's so painfully human and yet grapples hard with his own personhood and humanity. he's a kryptonian and an alien but he's a child of earth. he's terrified of his own power. he wants nothing more than to protect everyone he loves (and everyone he doesn't love, too). he's always ready to crack a joke or make a silly reference, but he is deeply sad and spent so much of his early life suicidal. he contains multitudes. (and this isn't even getting into my hcs on his gender/sexuality crisis! ksjdhf)

i feel like a gripe i often find myself having when looking for kon fics is that he often gets slotted into the role of "emotional support boyfriend with no personality or role of his own" though, which i guess is why "does he have a distinct character voice?" is my first litmus test for whether i'd want to keep reading or not.

a good kon fic will embrace all his contradictions, i think. (a good fic for any character, really, should show them as well-rounded and three-dimensional.) and i for one love his Problems and Issues, bc man, it's a very fun space to play in! <3

[lollytea]

Here to talk about Gus (headcanons and thoughts, in no particular order)!!

- Gus tells Luz he wants to study human magic/magicians too. Luz just scoffs and says something like ("why would you even want to, its not even real magic just..." "llusions? ;)" "Huh. You got me!)

- Viney is 1000% down to help Gus make that tunnel beneath the school from his bucket list.

- Once the whole world gets put back to normal, and when he's not working with Viney on the above "project," Gus spends his school day hanging out with Hunter and Luz (who have all their classes together since they're both doing all the tracks) being a Supportive Friend(tm), learning glyph magic (good for offensive magic to balance out his illusions, + they're how he can incorperate the smoke-and-mirrors human magic to his repertoire

- He gives his palisman a human nickname too: Emmy-B ;)

- The illusions class can't really teach gus anything anymore tbh--he could probably teach the class? So the only time he's in the classroom is when Hunter and Luz have illusions and he tags along, or when the teacher asks him to mentor matt. When someone complains, the teacher smartly points out thay when you can attend illusions class and do all their homework WITH an illusion, they are free to not bother coming in too. (They don't even touch the fact his illusions are sentient, seemingly without him even having to try which should be impossible but hey I guess thats par for the course for gus)

- Gus makes illusion copies of all his friends, they're pretty useful when you want to do some mischief. Except for Hunter. "Cause there's only one Hunter." Gus says materoffactly when asked

- Gus can run someone through their worst fears with graye's seeing glass. When Gus is chosen as Grom King he is the last of the royal line because when he beats the demon of fear with fear itself Grom gets gone'd for good. Master of Ceremonies for a REASON

- In the eventual huntlow household, they have a guest room and a Gus room its nonnegotiable.

- Gus worries that he's "so dumb" when it comes to other people. And yet he strives to overcome and work on those soft skills whenever he can, from MC'ing at Grom, to doing interviews of Eda and King, serving as president of a club, to his ultimate aspiration of being a witch AMBASSADOR to the human realm, and idk I just think that's so admirable.

- Gus teaches Hunter how to surf-style ride his palisman in exchange for learning how to do a backflip. He reallllyy wants to do a backflip "or die trying!" (Hunter is 100% with him on the die trying energy. Willow is not. How does hunter know how to do a backflip btw? *Flashbacks to hunter flinging himself off snowy cliffs during scout trials in the EC* "Trial and error...")

- Gus keeps pretty silent after waking up after their first night in the human realm. Silent like Hunter and Luz. They all have haunted eyes, but he knows he must look terrible because he's seen some things. Heard names. And when he's finally the only one up one night he gives Flapjack an ultimatum (a picture frame of a memory, of a too-familiar shape atop a too-familiar blonde, etched unto his mind): he knows about Philip. He knows about Caleb. And it's either Flapjack tells Hunter everything the next day or Gus will.

Ahhhh I'm going to stop here but just know I could still go on and on!!

These are so gooooood!! I've been losing my mind over this since I first read it. Probably the best Gus ask I've ever received. You UNDERSTAND this funky little dude.

- Gus wanting to become a magician is SO fucking on brand for him. Like?? The witch kids learn that the Human Realm has their own version of "magic" which Willow, Amity and Hunter are kinda dismissive of at first. ("Sooo...its fake then? They lie about having magic??") But Gus is SO fucking into it. Cause its HUMAN magic!! Of course he wants to study human magic!!! He's deeply fascinated by the whole concept. And he masters it. Because of course he does.

Like "magic" tricks are not a thing in the Boiling Isles. There is no reason for them to exist. So Gus fucking wows Willow, Hunter and Amity with his little performances. He's pulling "Is this your card?" type shit that blows their minds. Cuz like. It's very obvious when a witch is using real magic cuz they need to cast spell circles and hold on to them. But Gus is evidently not using a lick of magic for his tricks, which drives the other witch kids completely bonkers. Like "HOW ARE YOU DOING THAT??? HOW??? HOW????"

Gus doesn't tell them. It's partly payback for making fun of human magic and partly because a magician never reveals his secrets. That was the very first thing he read when he started studying "magic" and he takes it very seriously.

I could see him idolizing Harry Houdini. He's committed to studying his escape artist tricks and figuring how he pulled them off. He plans on trying them out himself one day.

Street performer Gus!! Gus getting booked for birthday parties!!! Gus in a sparkly little waistcoat and a top hat that he pulls rabbits out of. Except he doesn't have a rabbit so he uses Ghost. Luz, Willow, Hunter and Amity all take turns being his lovely assistant.

(Magician Gus really evoked my Gus passion. This is SO good. Thank you for this one.)

- VINEY AND GUS DELINQUENT DUO!!! This made me think about how chill yet chaotic Viney is and how she was a former "delinquent" which reminded me that Matt is also a huge detention rat. I feel like an overlooked part of Gus and Matt's friendship is that they would probably enable each others' impulsive and and unhinged tendencies. Gus Viney and Matt delinquent trio would be so powerful. It's like. When Gus is hanging out with his usual best friends, they keep him out of trouble and are like "Gus no." So when this happens, he turns to his OTHER batshit insane friends who are like "GUS YES."

The three of them have snuck into Hexside at like 2am to dig. Regular teen experiences yknow.

- Gus a confirmed nuisance because whenever Luz and Hunter have illusion classes he's always there like "Hiiiiiiiiiiiii <3" and keeps distracting them and making them laugh. He eventually needs to be seated on the other side of the classroom. And yet he STILL distracts them and makes them laugh. Gus please let your friends learn.

Also yeah he really is just at Hexside to kill time and hang out with his friends. Gives him some stability to his daily routine. Also if he wasn't a student he couldn't be on the Flyer Derby team.

I absolutely could see him (Hunter too) being taught more about glyphs by Luz and eventually advancing to combos. (Love how Gus the Chaos Boy knows how to use the arson glyph. That feels cosmically correct.) It's yet another form of human magic, so of course Gus is interested, while Hunter is really into it as its a technique of savage age witch history.

- Judging by Clover and Flapjack, I think the palismen already had names when they were adopted. Though it's possible some didn't so this headcanon could absolutely still hold up. I like to imagine that Emmiline Bailey Marcostimo was originally carved and named by another witch who was also fascinated with humans, so when she found Gus, she was overjoyed. And when he learns her name, he's overjoyed too. He loves it. Its so humanish. I love the idea that Gus just never shortens it. He says her full name every single time. She's told him that Emmy is fine but he insists.

Though going with the idea that he named Emmy himself, I love to think about him tirelessly pouring over books on human history, combing out a list of names he likes best and being stricken by indecision, gives her three of them.

- LITERALLY. HE DOES NOT NEED TO ATTEND SCHOOL ANYMORE, HES JUST HERE TO VIBE. Like I feel like if Gus bumped up another few grades and graduated early, he would have to start thinking of his future at the age of 13. Because he's a prodigy and people have high expectations of him. But he's just a kid and he's already been through so much and had to grow up really fast in that time spent in the Human Realm. So these few years left at Hexside are pretty much just fun and carefree teenage fun as far as Gus is concerned. He likes seeing his friends everyday. He likes being on Willow's derby team. He likes watching grudgby matches. He's got so much Hexside pride, he could never abandon it. Hell, Bump probably did ask if he would like to just take his final exams and graduate already, but Gus opted to stay where he was. He's like @Luz, Hunter, Willow, Amity and Matt "I could never leave. You people would be lost without me." And they would tbh.

But yeah Gus's fucking SENTIENT illusions really need to be admired. That boy is on some other shit

- "There's only one Hunter" 😭 No but this one HITS. Like. Oh my God?? And I love to think that, similarly to how Gus's emotional maturity and his quiet perception of Hunter's mental state during Labyrinth Runners was demonstrated, he would understand why he shouldn't make Hunter copies without having to be told. Hunter never says anything about it. Gus never says anything about it. If anyone ever asks "There's only one Hunter" is his only answer. They've never really talked about it but Hunter has noticed and he appreciates it more than words can ever say.

- GROM KING GUS!!! GROM KING GUS!!!! People have been wanting another grom ep for so long (For established lumity and also huntlow reasons) and I've always been indifferent but now I'm like!!! Please!!!! Please grom episode just so I can see Grom King Gus in action!!!! That's so galaxy brained too. He WOULD have an advantage over grometheus wouldn't he?? Monster's not expecting a witch who can bounce his own power back at him.

Oh my god. So you know how in Looking Glass Ruins, Gus reads out the names of some illusionists and they all have their own titles?? (the vision creator, the mirage maker etc.) What if, once Gus defeats Grometheus, he also takes his title as his own?

Gus the Fear Bringer.

I'm thinking so hard about this, it's so good. Gus would have to give up his MC duties for this one. He would pass the honor on to Luz, to which she swears not to let him down. She and King are an awesome MC team.

Also I'm losing my shit over the thought of like

Hunter: Not only am I going to my first high school dance, which is nerve racking enough on its own, but my date is Willow Park. There is nothing that could make me any more stressed.

Gus: Guess who just got chosen to take on Grometheus? :))))))

Hunter: I stand corrected.

- Asgdhgjnk Gus has a room in the huntlow house. Gus has a mug in the huntlow pantry. Gus has his shows recorded on the huntlow crystal ball dvr or whatever the fuck they use. He has his own key to the huntlow house. When they go grocery shopping, they make sure there's always plenty of food that Gus likes. He's not even there half the time, but it just feels like he lives here.

Willow doesn't mind if her friends show up uninvited into their house. But Hunter gets so pissed about it. He gets home just to find Luz and Amity sitting on his couch. Who the fuck let you two in here? Did yall even KNOCK?? But Gus is exempt. Gus can do whatever he wants. Gus could show up at 2am and Hunter, while 90% unconscious, would be like "hi Gus!"

Willow could never imagine a reality where Gus wasn't just a regular inhabitant of her home. It's been like that since she was thirteen and Gus started inviting himself in whenever he pleased.

- :0!!! I never thought of this before!!! Gus really does think so lowly of his own people skills but he works tirelessly to improve them. He really puts himself out there and it's so cool of him!! And like, despite how often he's been deceived and manipulated, he just has such a love for people as a whole and strongly believes in the decency of others. He loves to talk!! He loves making connections!! He wants to entertain people, he wants to talk with people, he wants to understand people.

And yeah it's absolutely partly tied to his own future ambition. An ambassador needs to be charismatic and emphatic, so he's really doing the most he can to fully round himself. I love Gus so much!!

- Gus and Hunter learning from and teaching each other is one of my favourite headcanons ever!! Still love the idea that Hunter teaches Gus self defense cuz he thinks the way Hunter fights is SO COOL. Gus isn't much of a physical fighter but he teaches him enough that he could probably defend himself if cornered.

But YEAH!! Staff surfing and backflips. They both believe the others' respective staff skill the coolest shit ever.

I feel like Willow has always fretted over Gus's reckless nature but ever since Hunter entered the picture, she's been a lot more chill. Cuz she doesn't feel like she has to constantly watch him, cuz if he's out there doing insane shit, Hunter is usually with him. And Hunter is perfectly capable of keeping up with whatever Gus is doing and will usually hype him up, but it's like. Whenever they're about to run off to do the stupid stunt of the week, Hunter and Willow always exchange a look that's like

"Keep him alive."

"Don't I always? <3"

- THIS ONE HITS TOO!! Gus gets so wrapped up in his feelings of fear and helplessness that he clings extra hard to what he does have, namely his friends. The things he's seen and heard shake him to the core but that's not what matters right now. Once he's had some time to process everything, his biggest concern is Hunter. And he goes fucking OFF at Flapjack. Like it's up in the air whether Flapjack is in the right or wrong for hiding this, (he is only a little birdie. And is probably hesitant to hurt Hunter any further with the truth.) but Gus is so agitated by the trauma he's experienced and is driven entirely by his own love of Hunter that he feels personally betrayed by Flapjack's actions.

His voice is brimming with anger and devastation as he demands "How could you keep this from him? This isn't what a palisman is supposed to do. You're meant to be his lifelong friend, but all this time you've been letting him live a lie....you know what? Fine. Maybe you don't intend to act like a friend, but I do. So either you figure out how you're gonna tell him, or I'm doing it myself."

It's just!!! Aaaaaaa!!!!

Thank you so much for your Gus headcanons. I vibe with them so much and your brain is huge!!!!

[slutnali]

3 Concepts and a Dare

tagged by mi amor @sweetlikesunflowersandhoney 💜💜

1. Do the dare of the person who tagged you in the game.

2. Write up three concepts* for a fic that you'd be interested in either writing or reading, but resist the temptation to write it before you've completed the tag game.

3. Come up with an easy dare that the ones tagged can do. Be nice!

4. Tag those writer friends of yours to do the game.

*You can do this in any way that you want, really. Like describing the world/setting the story would take place in, write a summary of this hypothetical fic, write a small blurb that gets the idea across, do it through headcanons... don't feel forced to do it in any one way.

1. I was dared to quote a line/paragraph/fragment from my own writing that I love, bonus points if I can say why I love it.

“So.. what’re your thoughts on the weather?”

He purposely uses the icebreaker and hopes against all odds she’d understand his humor and ridiculous attempt to fill the air between them and the hot tub jets.

Anetra knows it works in his favor as soon as he spots the smile forming on her lips paired with the shake of her head. 

“You’re dumb.”

I was rereading tripping, falling, with no safety net and smiling at it.. I loved how I captured the awkwardness and overthinking going on in Anetra's head! Not wanting to sit too far away but also would sitting too close to Sasha be weird? when they met not so long ago? Portraying the crush and admiration they have for one another, Sasha providing comfort when he's doubting his place in the competition. It was sweet and I've been thinking about cc sashnetra a lot recently since I've been rewatching season 15. I know what happens, I have their whole love story mapped out tbh. I just suck at sitting down and writing

2. Three concepts:

a. this is a wip i'm actually planning to write:

a/b/o sashmiranetra. married alphas anetra and sasha meeting sugar bb omega miri at an event where she was hanging off the arm of one of her clients. she's a pretty little thing, i dont blame them for being interested.

oh and masc dykenetra my utmost beloved

b. another wip i'm planning to write:

genv au and if u dont know what that is it's basically like sky high but set in college and some super fucked up shit going on. but anyway, bigender neech, blood bender sasha and mind manipulation miri. dont know who else im casting in the other roles.. maybe xu, morph, luxx... i dont know. still in a big planning phase. but rivals to protectors/teammates to lovers!!!!!!!!111

c. a concept thats up for grabs:

costume designer/seamstress neech x performer sasha and/or miri.. idk! just knowing that anetra makes a lot of her looks irl, so picturing neech as someone whose lost inspiration/motivation to create and design but then finding a muse in sasha and/or miri

3. the dare:

share a hc, fun fact or hidden gem from something you've written that you hoped readers would notice

4. tagging:

@goodemethyd , @hannahlovesdance07 , @adoordelano , @fuckyeah-dragrace

[butchviking]

I've seen other posts of yours before, AND I've scrolled your blog to make sure I wasn't jumping to conclusions. I've seen posts about how "TRAs had nothing to do with the fight for gay rights." And "Makeup and heels don't make you a woman."

I've seen the other terf accounts you reblog from.

You're the socially acceptable side of a much nastier coin, and I refuse to meet the people that want to set the terms of my existence in good faith.

If trans people should "just go play co-ed chess" then why shouldn't cis women? Why have a women's league at all? Do you even see the double standard you're operating under?

KJDGKLASND\KS DID U READ THE TAGS ON THE 'TRAS HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH THE FIGHT FOR GAY RIGHTS' POST....... i literally said i do think trans ppl have often been involved in gay activism & i wasnt rbing it bc i agreed w it i ws rbing it bc the person making that comment had the url butch-viking and i thought it was funny 😭😭 because im butchviking 😭😭 and of course makeup and heels don't make someone a woman?? do u think they do????? im a butch woman i dont wear makeup i dont wear heels i am definitely a fucking woman tho???

sure, i rb from 'terfs'.... i also rb from 'tras' as u call them. who cares. this is the reblogging website. i dont even know the full political beliefs of most of the ppl i follow. i dont personally associate w ppl who are genuinely transphobic, i usually unfollow ppl if i see them posting nasty shit that upsets me, and thats good enough 4 me ✌️

i ain't setting any terms of ur existence, buddy. u exist. im just some stranger on the internet.

it would b dumb to tell women to just go join the co-ed leagues when like. women literally went and made women's leagues for themselves. obviously they are playing in co-ed leauges but they've also made a separate space for themselves to get away from the misogyny of the culture. that's cool. like i said, i'd totally support if trans ppl did that too.

[thedaisycrownwitch]

So my dumb little brain has been OBSESSING over Peter B. Parker from the spiderverse movies right?

Heres a gif of him, he's my new sad lil meow meow

Anyway, naturally, I went to look for fanfics of him, mainly /reader stuff, because, well I'm obsessed with this guy, like what do you want me to do, be normal about him? Pff, yeah right.

Anyway, looking for it, with the general search, and only using the fandom to narrow it down to the spiderverse movie fandom, I got 350ish fics. Which is not mad, right?

Then I kept clicking...and around page 7ish, it begins: its just miguel/reader. Its miguel. Its always fucking miguel, OH MY FUCKING GOD HE'S EVERYWHERE-

So turns out over half the fics I had found were not peter b parker/reader, but miguel o'hara/reader.

But thats fine! That was my bad, sorry, I looked for the wrong tags!

Lemme just click on the tag specifically and-

No...that...that can't be it, right? RIGHT!? I know if I keep digging and digging it'll bring up more, but...at what cost?

Why does it always happen to me, that I start simping for characters in weird little corners...why does this happen, please somebody tell me 😭

If a writer sees this and writes spiderman stuff, please write more. Write more Peter B. Parker / reader stuff, please I beg you 😭

Okay I'll leave now, this was embarrassing enough, k byeeee one more for good measure..

[jwowwsboobs]

tagged by @therearecowboysinmysoul & @lemonfloatz & @junkyardromeo ty guyz <3

shuffle ur music to predict how ur 2024 is gonna go, no reshuffles

january - girls just wanna have fun by cyndi lauper: yeah fax girls do just wanna have fun … didn’t always work out but u know thts just how it goes sometimes february - this years most fashionable sign of weakness by drowningman: hmmmm interesting … think this means seeing thru ppls lies. thats good! march - yr death makes me wish heaven was real by frail body: too spot on :( april - too old for the dumb shit by ICE-T: okay LMFAO fair enough !! #19thbday may - blow - kesha: LMFAOOOOOOO ... so im too old 4 th dumb shit but i am NOT too old 2 go party. GREAT way 2 start off the summer tho june - toxic waltz by exodus: YAYYYYYYY CONCERTS. wont hold my breath 4 exodus but u nvr know july - malibu by hole: heartbreak? melancholy? :\ august - voracious souls by death angel: YAY THRASHIN this better mean good times september - kill harry holt by no model: omg if i get 2 see no model again ill b so happy. BOMB band. if not i hope this means plenty of hardcore shows in sept🩷 october - epilogue of a car crash by orchid: hmm hard 2 say wht this means. mayb i get in a crash but i hope not november - stranglehold by etown concrete: fax. but i hope this means i get out or at least get even december - heroin by the velvet underground: ok. well thats great news😭😭

tagging @antiquesintheattic @cliffburton @born-to-lose

[ineffable-gallimaufry]

Hi there, ive just seen your post about tagging superstition posts (reblog or else it means you must believe this thing, or reblog or this will happen kind of posts) and i hope its alright i have a few questions about that topic, you absolutely do not have to answer if you dont want to though!

Firstly, im sorry to hear that you feel compelled to reblog even when you dont actually want to, i can see how that would be annoying and ive never considered the ocd side of it before like that. I dont have ocd myself, i used to feel a need to reblog some of those posts but not all but i definitely see how the language can be more guilting or persuasive for someone with ocd

My questions are this: i personally view those posts as the tumblr version of chainmail, obviously stupid and just written by the poster to try and get as many shares as possible. What makes it harder for you to seperate the knowledge that if you dont reblog nothing will happen and its just a silly internet post and that its just a scare tactic for more shares, from the feelings of guilt or shame or whatever that makes you feel the need to reblog? What is it about the language thats used in them that can make it harder for you to distinguish logically "this post is dumb written by an internet idiot and means nothing realistically" and "this bad thing will happen to me or be true about me if i dont engage with this post"?

I also wanted to ask, the thing that stopped me feeling bad about some of the times i personally didnt reblog that stuff was an old post that was something along the lines of "this is the dog of protection, you are safe from all of those 'reblog or this' posts forever and are no longer effected by them". I dont remember the exact post but basically another (logically) silly post that did nothing, but gave me internal permission to not feel so guilty about not reblogging. Do you think posts like that would help for you/others with ocd? It really helped me to realise that its all internet nonsense and when i do stumble across a 'reblog or this' type post and feel bad for a moment about not reblogging, i remember the dog post and go 'oh thats right. It does not matter even one bit and isnt even true or real.' and helps me not feel so bad. Im not trying to suggest this as a cure for the guilt of those posts im just wondering if something like that in your opinion would sort of 'unlock' a part of your brain that doesnt care if you dont reblog, and make you feel ok with not reblogging?

Sorry this is very wordy and long, and im sorry too if this is too private of a question for you, as i said you absolutely do not have to answer if you dont want to or dont have the energy to. Ive just never considered the ocd aspect to those type of posts and how they could be recieved but your post about it was very interesting to think about!

Have an awesome day whether you answer this or not i hope something good happens to you today 😊

to answer your first question, a lot of the time there is no logical reasoning behind it for my, it becomes a compulsion. like if i try to scroll past it or anything of the sort, it's like my mind will be convinced that whatever the thing is threatening might actually happen, so i have to reblog it before my family gets cursed/everyone stops being my friend/i lose my chance to be lucky/etc. like i think for a neurotypical person or a person without ocd it may be easy to take a step back and think of it that way, and if you can that's great, but for someone like me it is very hard to rationalize that and even if i could that wouldn't necessarily stop the compulsion

and as for the dog of protection idea, while yet again that could probably work for some it to me is just a) another form of reblog bait that i will end up feeling bad about and also b) something i will probably forget realistically. like i have adhd and i cannot always remember that i have protective things or whatever

so yeah, hope that answered your questions!

[drawlfoy]

fireflies - a wonders of ohio drabble

masterlist series masterlist request guidelines

pairing: draco x muggle!reader

request: no not really! but i’m dedicating this one to @sycathorn-slush ! ty ally i need to get your tarot request out but i promise it will be out momentarily lol

summary: draco goes for a joyride and brings y/n along the way. takes place after graduation and before part 15 of wonders of ohio. this can be read alone, but some of the references that i make are wonders of ohio specific.

warnings: language? i think? mild nsfw content

a/n: you’re speaking to a post finals dee haha. i’m at home for a little before returning to uni for more research. unfortunately, that means i provs won’t be able to write as much this summer as i’d like (im going to have a roomie and will not be exposing my fanfic habit to her and i will need to head to the library to write) but i’ll be able to write more than i can during the school year. which, thank god that’s over. whew. no more political science for me! 

also, big sorry to any of my ohioan readers. if i got something really wrong about the location of the lake that draco and y/n go to, that’s my b. thats on me please feel free to yell at me in the comments

wc: 2.6k

tags:  @writeandtranslate @sycathorn-slush @gruffle1 @missmultifandommess @cleopatera @hahaboop @accio-rogers @geeksareunique @eltanin-malfoy @war-sword @cams-lynn @itsivyberry @ayo-cowbelly @nerd-domland @yesnerdsblog @shizarianathania @evanstanfanatic @strawberriesonsummer @hariosborn @night-ving @straightzoinked @imintoodeeptostop @naiomimoonshard @jejegu @ophelia-enthusiast @alwaysbeanunknownfan @nearly-memories @litty-dumb @callieclearwater @malfoy-wife15 @charlenasaxen @belladaises @fiantomartell @yiamalfoy @crystalox @dracoismybabey @dreamcxtcherr @decaffeinated-turtle @marrymetheonott @felicityofbakerstreet @daedreamss @sycathorn-slush @writeandtranslate @erisdogwood @loveissupernatural @sycathorn-slush @big-galaxy-chaos @lilyrachelcassidy

“Mrs. Grimaldi sent you what?”

Draco’s eyebrows furrowed briefly before realization washed over his face. “Oh. I’ve never told you about Quidditch, have I? Or flying?”

Y/N’s silence was more than enough of an answer. Her eyes were trained on the broomstick that hung from his fingers, the bristles just barely brushing the earth. It didn’t look like a common house broomstick that she’d use to clean—it had some sort of metal footrest protruding from the middle, glinting in the late afternoon summer sun.

“You sit on this and fly,” he explained, as if that made perfect sense to a physics student. “There’s a game called Quidditch that I used to play at Hogwarts. It’s a bit like, er, whatever your high school plays, but in the air.”

“Like football?”

Draco blushed. “Yeah. That.”

“Somehow I feel like it’s not that similar.”

“I was the Seeker for my house,” he said, puffing up his chest and looking incredibly proud of himself. He deflated slightly at the sight of Y/N’s blank stare. “I had to catch this thing called the Golden Snitch,” he added. “It’s very fast. I had to be very agile and strategic. Catching it won the entire game for my house—well, it ends the game and awards the winning team 150 points, which sometimes isn’t enough…”

“Consider me very impressed,” Y/N crooned, only mildly sarcastic. “I’m sure you were very good.”

He caught her gaze and rolled his eyes. “No need to lay it on so thick.”

She giggled. “I mean it! I think it’s cool. I think I’d probably be more enamored if I knew anything about what you were talking about. So, you can fly? Is the Ministry okay with it?”

“The Grimauldi’s got it cleared,” he said, tossing the rounding handle back and forth between his palms. “They say that as long as I don’t catch the attention of any Muggles, then no laws will be broken.”

“Too late.”

He rolled his eyes again, but the grin stretched across his face had already reached them. “You’re ridiculous.”

She stepped closer, narrowing the gap between the two of them. His eyes sparkled down at her as she rose up on her toes, pressing her lips to the tip of his nose. He grinned wider as he caught her on her way down, his hand gripping her waist as he kissed her properly.

“Y/N! Draco! Are you up there?”

The two sprung apart. Y/N frantically rushed to straighten her clothes as her mother ascended the steps, giving the two of them a sideways glance.

“Am I interrupting anything?”

“No,” the two said in unison, far too forceful to be believable. 

Her mother raised an eyebrow and sighed. “Sure. Listen, your father and I need to stop by the office for a last minute meeting.”

“Is everything okay?”

“Everything’s fine,” said her mother, though Y/N could tell she just wanted to enjoy her evening cup of coffee and read a novel instead of coming along with her father. “He just needs me to talk to his partner’s wife. Apparently she has an idea that I can help with.”

“Stella?”

Her mother nodded, and Y/N felt a sudden rush of sympathy. Stella liked her mother quite a bit, but the feeling was not mutual. Her father must’ve thought Stella’s proposal was something that her mother would love if he was dragging her along. “Don’t burn the house down or anything, yeah?”

Y/N raised her hand in a mock salute as her mother disappeared down the steps. Then she turned to Draco, who still looked rather pale. “Do you know what this means?”

“That she knows about us,” he said, gulping. 

Y/N snorted, “Well, duh. She’s known since before everything.”

Draco blanched.

“That’s not what I was saying,” she continued. “If my parents are gone, then that means we can drive out to somewhere a little more private so you can fly.”

He visibly brightened. “Really? Tonight?”

“Of course,” said Y/N, reaching out to intertwine their fingers. “I think I know just the place, too.”

~

One 30 minute drive later, Y/N put the car in park in a clearing, lit up gold in the slowly setting sun. 

“Where are we?” asked Draco, tentatively stepping out onto the dirt road that they’d been driving on for almost 10 minutes. 

“It’s a little area off by Caesar Creek Lake,” she explained. “It’s a nice lake that I went to a lot as a child, but it’s normally crowded. This is a fishing spot that’s popular during the daytime, but it’s almost always empty at night. My friends and I come here whenever we want to go swimming or anything like that. We call it Firefly Cove.”

“Why?”

Y/N smiled. “You’ll see. Go fly! Stop stalling.”

He kissed her before straddling the broom and kicking off the ground. She stared as he began to levitate, a smile slowly forming.

“How does it feel?” she asked, breathless.

“Incredible,” he managed. A light breeze ruffled his hair once he had gained more altitude. “I’m going to fly around now, alright? Yell if you want me to come down.”

With that, he disappeared above the tree line. Y/N jogged to the riverbank, staring up at the sky in hopes of catching a few glimpses of him in the air. He was languidly circling around the treetops, his hand coming down to brush past the leaves. A bird flying by startled at the sight of him, squawking and veering far away. She laughed. 

Draco flew in figure-eights, circles, dipped low before ascending rapidly, and performed some tricks like rolling the broomstick around mid-flight. She found herself breathless as she watched him from above. 

When the sun was finally kissing the horizon, he came back down to the clearing, smiling wildly. 

“That looked really cool,” she confessed. “Did you see that poor bird? You probably gave him heart palpitations.” 

Draco laughed, a pleasant sound that rang out through the air. “I didn’t realize how long I’d been up there. I didn’t mean to leave you down here for that long.”

“That’s okay,” she said. “I had fun watching.”

“Well, enough watching for you,” he said, and before she could process his words, she was being hauled over to the broom. “Do you want to try it?”

“Um…”

“It’s really not that hard,” he said, “Or that scary. I promise. I’ll help.”

“Can I even fly?”

“Of course you can.” He responded with so much certainty that she felt silly for asking. “Even if you didn’t summon Merlin’s box, you still have a magical signature on you. I checked before, you see.”

“Oh,” she said, her voice little. “I don’t know…”

“You don’t have to,” he added. “Maybe just try picking up the broom? That might make you more confident.”

“How do I do that?”

Draco set the broom on the ground next to her, stepping away so he was standing facing her. “Hold your hand out above the handle. Then summon it.”

“Summon it?”

“If you can summon Merlin’s box, I know you can summon this.”

Y/N felt a blush form on her cheeks as she extended her hand over the handle. She appreciated how kind Draco was being by including her, but if she wasn’t able to perform a task this simple, it would only serve to remind him how different she was.

Something smacked her palm. Her fingers wrapped around the wood that had risen to meet her hand instinctually, and a soft thrum of energy burst through her. 

“Yes!” said Draco, looking unceremoniously enthusiastic. “That was quite fast. I’m surprised.”

Y/N stared down at the broom in her hand. “Oh. I did that?”

Draco laughed. “Yes. And impressively quick, too.”

“And now I have to fly it? By myself?”

“Don’t be ridiculous,” he reprimanded. “I’ll be with you. Get on the broom, now. It’ll be dark soon.”

She did as she was told, settling on the wood as Draco arranged himself behind her. She felt very stupid standing astride a glorified tree branch, but she supposed this was more bizarre for her than it was Draco. 

“To take off, you just need to kick off,” he said from behind her. His hands had come around to grip the wood right behind where her own hands were situated. “Your grip is already good. Do you want me to kick off?”

“Honestly, yeah.” 

That was all it took for the broom to be catapulted into the air. Y/N was full of a sense of weightlessness that made her yelp, clutching the wood tighter. 

“Are you alright?” he asked. They were only levitating a few feet above the ground, about eye level with the roof of her car. 

“Yes,” she said, turning to face him. “Sorry. I don’t know what I was expecting it to feel like, but it wasn’t that.”

He beamed. “Turn around. I want to show you how to steer.”

His hands dwarfed hers around the broomstick as he gently coaxed them into the necessary positions to steer left, right, as well as to rise and lower the broom.

“Does that seem like something you can do?” he asked, as they continued to circle around the clearing, Y/N studiously running through the motions without his guidance.

“Is what I’m doing right?” 

“Yes. Excellent, even.”

“Oh, stop it.” Y/N tilted her head back to look at the swatch of sky above that was clear of tree branches.

“Do you want to fly a little higher?” he asked, his chin coming to rest on her shoulder and his hands once again covering hers.

“Can we?”

“If you want to come down, just let me know.” With that, he sharply tilted the broom handle up, hurling them into the sky. 

Y/N squeaked, but the solidness of Draco behind her kept her from panicking as they were suddenly hundreds of feet in the air, hovering over the tips of the trees. 

“How are you doing?” he asked.

“Well…” She was trying her best not to look down but was failing miserably. Her knees were going weak.

“Are you scared of heights?”

“Um..”

“And you didn’t tell me before?” 

“I’m really not that scared of them,” she defended, reaching out to touch the tip of a tree with her toe. “I’m just not that used to floating this high while only being supported  by a little stick, thanks.”

Draco snorted. “If you fall, I’ll try my best to catch you.”

“I feel so much better.” 

“You try,” he said, removing his hands, though they remained poised over hers. “It might make you feel better to have some control.”

Seriously doubting what he had to say, Y/N began slowly picking up speed on the broom, making slow circles to the right, then to the left.

“You’re right,” she said quietly. “I do feel better.”

“Sorry? What was that?”

“You’re right.”

“Maybe one more time for good measure.”

“You’re right,” she hissed, turning to give him a sour look. “And you’re still so insufferable sometimes.”

He looked full of glee as he pecked her hairline. “Try changing the altitude a little. Fly down to the water.”

As Y/N maneuvered the broom to pitch down, she saw the slightest glimmer of light. 

“Fireflies!” she gasped, reaching one hand to point to the flickering lights in front of them. Draco’s sharp intake of breath accompanied his lightning-fast reflex to grab hold of the side of the broom left unmanned. “Oh. Sorry.”

“It’s okay,” said Draco, though he sounded a bit strained. 

“Are you scared?” 

He was quiet.

“No way!”

“You try teaching someone how to fly above a forest where there’s no soft landing spots,” retorted Draco. 

“Thanks for the vote of confidence.” Y/N had since lowered the broom to the surface of the lake, extending one hand to skim the water, spraying just the slightest bit up at them. “I don’t even need the two hands, right? As long as I use my weight, too?”

“Let’s not experiment with that when there’s two people,” Draco suggested. “Two hands, please.”

Reluctantly, Y/N pressed her hands back into position. 

“You would’ve been a good Seeker,” admitted Draco. 

“Life’s many tragedies,” said Y/N, though a part of her wished that she had had the chance to be one. Flying was fun. It was really fun, like she had the entire world at her fingertips and could move with just an adjustment of her wrists or a lean of her body. “Anyway. Look at the fireflies!”

Appeased by her safer flying grip, he spared a glance at the bugs that were now everywhere across the lake, concentrated around the bushes on the shoreline. “What are those?”

“Like I said, fireflies. They light up.”

“I gathered. How?”

“I don’t know,” said Y/N, shrugging. “Let’s go catch one so you can see for yourself. You steer.”

The broom rocketed forward with a speed Y/N had never been able to achieve in her few moments of flying above the tree line, and she gasped. 

“That’s so fast!”

“We’re catching fireflies,” he deadpanned. “Would you like me to amble along at the snail’s pace we’ve been stuck at all evening?”

“I wasn’t complaining!”

Their surroundings became a blur once again as Draco catapulted them forward. As they approached the shore, Y/N reached into her pocket, grabbing an old pill bottle with holes poked in the lid that she’d brought just in case she’d been bored while waiting for Draco. 

They were moving so quickly that the fireflies didn’t even startle as Y/N darted her hand out with the pill bottle, the vortex of air surrounding them sucking a bug into the pill bottle before she snapped the lid back on. 

“Got one!” she cheered, though the wind surrounding them whisked her words away until Draco could only hear a few syllables. Draco slowed to a stop and hovered them over the lake once again.

“Here,” she said, pressing the pill bottle into Draco’s hands. “Your very first firefly. What are we naming it?”

He regarded the bug in the bottle, watching as it lit up and darkened repeatedly, casting a soft golden hue on his porcelain skin. “When I was on the Quidditch team, there was a tradition of naming the first Snitches caught by new Seekers.”

“What did you name yours?”

“Malfoy,” he said, without hesitation.

“So creative.”

“It wasn’t really up to me,” he defended. “It’s also tradition to use your family name if you’re from the Sacred Twenty-Eight.”

“So what would you name this one? Considering the person who caught it isn’t even a wizard?”

“Honestly, still Malfoy,” he said. “Who steered the broom?”

She slapped his shoulder. “I’ll let it slide.”

Once the pill bottle was tucked away in her pocket, Y/N let herself rest against the front of Draco, drinking in the last few minutes of the sunset. 

And as he slowly piloted the broom across the glassy surface of the lake, his chin once again rested on her shoulder, she vowed to never forget how it felt in that moment. 

final a/n: short little drabble thing but i got inspiration bc i flew a plane briefly over the break and felt like i was going to die. so that gave me the inspo

[promithiae]

are you fucking dumb or what because even with innocent ships i STILL stumble across weird shit. that's over *100K* of fics that could potentially have problematic content.

A) you need to define "weird shit". And then you need to accept that there are people out there that are into things you arent, and that's ok. If you dont like if, fucking click away. Mind your own damn business and just find another fic. Not everyone is going to be into missionary style while gazing lovingly into each others eyes with gentle pillow talk after.

B) learn to use the fucking filters. If you are still stumbling across "weird shit" and it's not tagged, there are steps you can take to report them for mistagging. Especially if it's not rated correctly.

C) if you still cant handle all the big, scary concepts of human sexuality on display in works of fiction, you need to put stricter parental controls on your computer.

D) not everything has to be made especially for you. There are things out there made for other people. Not everything is going to cater to your specific desires. But the good news is that there are going to be fic out there that does! Rejoice and read those ones!

E) fiction. It's fiction. its 100% not real fake fictional pretend scenarios with pretend people* works OF FICTION.

*and yeah, I'm including real people in this because the version that people write is not going to be anywhere near the reality the actual human they they're portraying. The version of person that we see as an audience is a character in itself, and that character is going to be further distorted in the author's mind. Rpf isnt my cup of tea, but you know what? THATS OK BECAUS I CAN MIND MY OWN DAMN BUSINESS.

ETA- "innocent ships". Friend, theres no such thing as an innocent ship. If a ship exists people are going to put them in Situstions. That's what fanfiction is for. Situations. Some of those Situations are going to be dangerous, or sexy, or perilous, or traumatic, or deeply annoying. Because we, as humans, are put in Situations that are dangerous, or sexy, or perilous, or traumatic, or deeply annoying. And fiction is a safe way to explore the outcomes of those Situations. Because its fake pretend not real Situations