#thats the writing tag now ig

[ltsmoving]

I'm a bit of a basic bitch for this but like damn I wanna grab someone by the jaw and just force them against my abdomen, making damn sure they hear all of that raucous growling begging for them.

Just getting flooded with not only that yawning thunder, bellowing deep from within the cavernous hollow of an organ, but the angry oceanic rippling only a sound so violent could cause. They don't know when the last time I ate something was, but it might as well be weeks ago from how vigorously the chamber vibrates and wails, pleading for them.

Because it is calling for them, like a siren might some poor, lost sailor- fate inevitable, but still fighting. I know it; they know it. There's a caustic ocean awaiting their arrival just below the skin- its waves crash and moan in the cove, waiting to liquefy them, to become inseparable from the sea foam.

idk get in my mouth or something

[ikeasharksss]

hey im curious

feel free to rb & explain your answer in the tags!

[ssomepersonn]

many thoughts about these guys

[butterflysonnets]

all i can imagine right now is teenage theo’s stupid gay ass listening to the 2004 re-release of mr. brightside by the killers (because, yknow, vegas) on repeat while bitching about kotku in his stupider gayer journal and then having an internal crisis wondering why mr. brightside speaks to him so viscerally

[olivebranch311]

A Haunting Reminder The Dark Mirror Research Foundation is located on Sage's Isle, far away from civilization, and dedicated to the research of the mysterious, dangerous, and supernatural. Silver is a young researcher at this mass facility, and when the foundation undergoes a test between two of their subjects, he has his protocols for if there is an emergency. But when that emergency comes, he finds himself cornered by the creature who raised him, with nothing but a locked door to keep him out. Amidst the blaring alarms and intense situation, can Silver hold off until security comes, or will he be swept away by his own traitorous heart?

Hey guys! This is a story that I have been brain-rotting over and annoying my friend Ell with for months and it is finally out in the wild! My friend, @serenescribe, beta read this for me and even wrote the incident herself in a ficlet request that you all can read here! I adore this AU of mine and I look forward to making my containment breach multiverse content for it. The story is pretty SCP-inspired for those who like TWST and SCP!

[skitskatdacat63]

I meant to write more for a pt 2 lore post earlier but didn't end up doing so, so pls take these AU sketches(Mark & Jense and then some assorted sketchies)

[claraspregs]

[todayisafridaynight]

Hey so Snap this is going to be so fucking weird, but honestly don’t care. So I was watching a clip of Drag Race Philippines and it was the make over episode and I think they were making over family members and this father was all about getting into drag. So, I just wanted to tell you never forget how much of a lovely loving kind and caring father you have, who loves you and protects you and makes you feel heard. That’s all.

i'd have to die before i forget how great my dad is thank you for the opportunity to brag about him again anon

[iindigoeyed]

i dont have anything at All for kagami week and i wish i did BUT… here's snippets from these things to prove that i AM writing it at a snail's pace

[an-theduckin]

Btw ik it's been a rlly long time since I've updated the a day in the life of mark fanfic (it's been 1 month and 5 days) but I'm fr working on it alr it's just cuz writers block + imposter syndrome + the first few chapters after chapter 10 being the most confusing ass chapters ever n I'm still tryna figure out out to do the pacing of them n stuff. I'm rlly genuinely sorry it's taken this long I didn't think that would happen it was only supposed to be like a 2 week break. So yeag I'm really sorry about that

[drifloonz]

doors open is so unserious like for real. why did he say numbers. this equation produces 2010 btw. This means literally nothing because nothing happened in 2010 relating to strangled red afaik .* what the fuck stocks did steven have in 2010. What businesses was he investing in in 2010 . What the fuck did he know that we don't . What was the reason for this. Did he know ?

*other than doors open being released in 2010 which is confusing as fuck why does he reference the year this was written. what. Did he write doors open. Is he the narrator for doors open. what fucking angle was smr going for

[guardianscry]

Hehe, hi again!!

This is for day 6 of Hatstache week, 'stargazing' ^^ @hatstacheweek

Summery:

So Much has happened to Mu this year it seems, and it finally feels like it's going in the right direction, and despite the troubles the two girls have had, Mu and Hat are as close as ever it feels, and Mu has been breaking down more of her walls in order to let her through, slowly. It was Mu's turn to decide what to do tonight, and she picked one of her fondest memories, despite the lingering feeling of dread that follows behind it.

[waywardsalt]

tbh all things considered im at least glad that my discomfort with totk is what really drove me to really discover a lot of the discussion and analysis into the racism and orientalist stuff and... all of that in the zelda series, since i was halfway aware of it in the past but only more recently started to really look into it further and see what others have to say about it

[cfrog]

Finally! Some actual art of my newest blazeborn, The Grave Raven! As usual, actual infos on toyhouse, short version is they dig in dirt a bunch and get haunted for it. Fun stuff!

And individual versions of my favs, for your viewing pleasure:

^yeah that last ones a meme redraw

[sinkableruby]

How many times have you read/watched Monogatari?

twice, kind of

had my first watch of course, and then i started a rewatch with a friend but we're only up to tsubasa tiger in second season

then i started watching with a group of friends and we watched up to koimonogatari, probably wont continue with them tho

then i watched from owari to owari ge with another friend

ive watched the movies like 3 or 4 times and i've watched hana one extra time, and zoku owari like 3 or 4 times as well

and i've watched ougi formula -> sodachi lost, otorimonogatari, and ougi dark many many times

if you add up me rewatching up to koi + having watched the movies a whole bunch + rewatching owari and owari ge + rewatching zoku and hana, all im really missing from that is tsukimonogatari and koyomimonogatari, so if you piece it together its almost twice, and two and almost a half if you count the first rewatch with my friend

to throw another small wrench into it i have also read the first and last volumes of owarimonogatari, as well as zoku and otorimonogatari, but thats not so significant bc i rewatch those all the time anyway

finally, this isn't part of the anime, but i've read the stuff after zoku from oroka to musubi, and im currently reading shinobumonogatari :)

[serendipitous-mage]

“you’re telling me you’ve lived on god’s green earth for how long and you don’t know what books are??” the man laughed as though it was the most ridiculous idea he had ever heard of. “you’re pulling my leg, isn’t no way you’ve never seen a book. kids unfortunately nowadays i could see, but you?”

“well,” the being paused for a moment, recalling their conversation up until that point. “i apologize, i neglected to mention, while i am around the equivalence of your age in human years, i am afraid i have not been on uh—how did you phrase it? ‘god’s green earth’?—for very long. most of my time here has been spent assessing the technological and travel advancements, and while i have heard of books and become familiar with several written languages of the planet, i have not been privileged to see many paper based products myself, books included.”

as the odd but interesting fellow’s sentence continued on, the man’s face began to transition from disbelief into awe. “you . . . you mean, you’re not from earth?” he managed. “you’re an alien?”

“that is the phrase that humans use for it, yes.” the other agreed.

they looked human, in fact up until that point the man had had no reason he would ever have thought otherwise. they appeared male and, as they’d said, perhaps a big younger than himself. the only thing he’d thought of when they had approached him at the bar and initiated conversation was perhaps they’d grown up in a rich household and didn’t quite match with the social standards of regular-waged people, but an alien?

the man glanced around the rest of the bar, but the tender was at the other end with another patron and no one else appeared to have heard the fellow’s words. “is that, i mean, do people know? we can be . . . not the friendliest sort,”

“oh of that i have seen, yes.” the fellow acknowledged, in something between a solemn and impressed tone. they nodded back toward the door, where a rainbow striped flag was waving over the entryway. “but this town seems accepting to the ‘outsiders’ of your species, and i had a feeling that you were someone trustworthy.” they glanced down at his patch covered biker jacket and smiled. “i have been wanting to use that expression.”

the man blinked at them, not following. “huh?”

“ ‘i had a feeling’, there are so many interesting terms of speech that you all have come up with.”

“oh . . . heh,” he raised his eyebrows and nodded. “i suppose you’re right,” the man looked the apparent alien up and down. “do you . . . want to see the library? it’s around the corner, it’s filled end to end with all sorts of books. you can look at ‘em all you want.”

the fellow lit up. “truly? i have seen mentionings of libraries but did not want to impose on one if it were culturally inappropriate-”

“oh pf, you kidding?” the man downed the last of his drink and stuck the bill underneath the glass, waving to the bartender as he slid off his seat. “they’ll love you over there. not enough people in libraries anymore, the folks who work there love books and love to help other people love ‘em.” he said, stepping outside and squinting a little at the brightness before moseying off.

“i am truly eager to see such a place, thank you . . .”

“justin.” he supplied.

“thank you most wholeheartedly, justin.” the fellow beamed at him. “you are very kind.”

“nah, just uh, neighborly . . .” he scrunched up his face a little at the word, not sure it fit. they could be from a neighboring galaxy, he supposed? “do you uh, have a name?”

“i do not, but i am happy with anything if you would like to have something to refer to me by.”

“ah, geez,” he looked up at the approaching library. “i don’t want that kind of responsibility haha, but maybe you’ll find a name in here you like . . ?”

“an adept solution.” the being agreed. they were quiet for a moment. “i like this endeavor, i shall witness books in their full form and can be alert to an interesting term for myself in the process.” they paused at the front steps. “will you be joining me, justin? i do not want you to feel obligated, but i would enjoy your company further if there is nothing needing your attention elsewhere at the moment.”

justin thought for a second. “nah, nothin’ i have to do today. i’ve been wanting to check if they have a new series anyway, just haven’t gotten to it.”

the fellow smiled and stepped back with a little motion allowing justin to enter first. as he went in, he called back over his shoulder. “hey you know what cows are right? have you seen a real live cow? cats? what about . . .”

- - - - -

“hey . . . i’m here,” justin whispered softly, cradling the alien’s head in his lap. they looked dazed, but he knew it was much worse than that. somewhere he was vaguely aware of distant sirens.

“i . . . am sorry . . . justin,” they managed. the underlying chime to their voice that was always just present was now much more audible, almost overpowering their words.

“what? don’t be, don’t be-” he said firmly, feeling his face growing hot as he tried to hold back tears. “it’s not you’re fault, we’re cunts. we’re absolute bastards who can’t enjoy life and living and allowing others to do the same we can’t even just be decent to one another let alone, i, i’m so sorry i shouldn’t have kept you here-”

“you . . . did keep me,” they admitted. “all of you, did . . . this planet is so beautiful, its people are too . . . in so many ways . . . and you’ve shown me so much of it. so much to taste, to see, i can never, thank you enough . . .”

“but you’re dying . . .” he choked out. 

they smiled faintly, letting their eyes close. “perhaps . . . but i have lived. my hope is . . . you can do the same . . . be well . . . my most precious friend . . .”