#then come back when something is poppin on tumblr and write for it

[zairene]

if i do somehow start writing for aot and it becomes a phase on my blog i’m mostly gonna write levi imma be honest

[rufiozuko]

Hello Tumblr… how are you doing? How have you been. I been away for so long, things have changed so much around here.

I was talking about you the other day with a friend and we both reminisced about you in the most fondest way…

I remember staying up deep into the night talking to anyone up, answering questions… questions I didn’t even know I had the answers for. But non the less we all talked and got to know each other…

You walked me into these interwebs and now I know that when it comes to this new world of the internet, you were my first love… oh, I know there has been others, the twitters and Instagrams… that new girl, TikTok, who everyone finds so hot.. but you were my first.

I just wanted to come back and see what’s new, what’s poppin?!?! I’ve grown up and bit, looks like you have too… remember when we were younger and wild… anything goes! Seems like we all had less rules then.

But walking around here again, seeing who’s still around, I don’t know who still hangs out. But maybe this is still a good place to come talk when I have time something to say something… a place to write.

It’s good to see you.

[modmad]

This is probably a little silly but I really wanted to send a message to say thank you for creating amazing art and keeping at this blog for years, and being such an inspiration to me and probably hundreds of other artists. I started reading TPOH and following your blog when I was a teenager and was obsessed and loved it SO much (we've actually met, once. My name is Farren and when I was seventeen in 2013 I think, don't hold me to the year lol I can't remember for sure, I made an RGB costume and met you at MCM expo in London - You were dressed as Mary Poppins I think. I was definately very socially awkward and felt like I was meeting a celebrity at the time lol). I have one of the signed first volumes of TPOH still on my bookshelf, sort of tatty from wear now. Back then I wanted to be an artist so much but school had sort of killed my love for it and I was a bit directionless. The effect of having a professional artist online in a space I shared, and the informality of it - the way you did your own personal work and had worked with animation companies working on communal projects and also did fanart, it took away the very dull, serious, intimidating view I had of the art industry, gave it a more informal, human face - and inevitably it inspired me to go to art school. I'm now a professional illustrator and write and illustrate kids books, I've had seven published, both fiction and non-fiction so far, and I'm loving it. Teenage me never would have considered that drawing silly, goofy things and writing funny little stories could be a career, young me never would have dreamed I could have a job doing something like my idols did. I'm so greatful for the inspiration you gave me back then, and I'm still keeping up with TPOH and being inspired by your work now, and I know there's hundreds if not thousands of other people out there in the same boat. It's a little out of the blue to send a message now so many years on; I don't even have a tumblr these days. But I discovered recently that my little cousin wants to go to art school because of me, and I thought it funny how inspiration works. I wonder what she'll grow up to create, and who she'll some day inspire to go into the arts - and how long the legacy of inspiring others will go even long after we've passed. It reminded me to come and say thank you for letting me be a part of that chain.

a) YES I REMEMBER YOU

b) SEND ME A DM

[jrueships]

Fic you would 10/10 recommend

OKAY so i think or i heard or maybe i think i saw smthin abt this day being fic appreciation day or whatever so IM HURRYIN WITH THIS ONE so i might come back here later n reblog with some more fics i missed but I WILL GIVE YALL SOME!!! just to note tho im honestly not a big fic reader in just regular gen? I'd say I prolly read maybe like.. one fic over 2 months? And that's if a fandom gives birth to a new fic with people im intrigued by! Im a very picky reader so i don't do it often (as u can tell by my VERBOSE vocabulary of same one word showing up 50 times in one sentence i try to write) SO DON'T RLLY EXPECT LIKE. A BIBLE of recs! i also really like reading shorter fics!

You know for fic recs i GOTTA recommend the MOOTS writings!!!! btw if any other moot on here writes and posted a story that's not recommended here LEMME KNOW! LEMME READ THAT SHIT!! ANYWAYS from the moots ive read from: ok. Nevermind. I was gonna link each story and it would have been awesome but the links won't link so 😭 um. I'll just say the title of the fic and the author LMAO sorry im on mobile. OH ALSO most of these fics you're gonna need an ao3 account to read! But it's WORTH IT trrrust me paps!!

Wreck my plans (that's my man) : sunlightdappling!!! I think I read this b4 we became mooted or at the very beginning of moothood but!! The title ALONE made me excited to read it! I love titles with parentheses i love you song titles i love you two verses! The verses are unfamiliar to me but if i had to guess the title is from a swift song? Idk why! I've never really listened to her but i just get the feeling it's something she'd say? IDK what i mean is THE TITLE IS VERY SMOOTH AND ROLLING!! Which is very much how the whole story feels! It all flows so well and everyone is so real!! I love wall street exec/principal/dad/mom andre a ton here! So cool when authors include more teammates in the fic besides the two it's centered on! I'm personally not big on the warriors cause im attracted to poverty (spurs) BUT i LOVE this fic and tbh like all the warriors related stuff my moots bless me with because Warriors are Gay. And my moots? Gay. This is good stuff, everyone just IT IS JUST SOMETHING YOU WANNA AND SHOULD READ and my picky pallet self loved it VERY much! READ IT!!!!

Kdsburneraccount : <- author!! GO CHECK OUT THIS AUTHOR!!! Moot does it ALL! You see a fic in another language you really wanna read because it's like 1 outta the 4 fics your ship has? CHECK OUT KDSBA!!! (Not actually kd) translates the CUTEST stories with permission ofc so OTHERS can enjoy as well! ANDDD moot ALSO writes GREAT fics ! For very interesting ships!!! Includes lots of people in the fics without any being ooc! You can tell moot takes TIME with these!! If you're thinking of getting into nfl fic! This ur person! AND IM YOUR PLUG ‼️‼️

The whole kyle/demar tag. Read it . Just. Read it. 29 fics with love poured into each and every ONE of them (i think idk i read like half i don't remember) putting it in the moot section bcs there's gotta be some tumblr moots of mine established in these stompin grounds (or planning to set ship root here!! So just keep an eye out on this tag !)

Nahco3 : <- author! BRO. IF YOU ON SPORTS TUMBLR N NEVER READ A NAH FIC. DO IT. RN. Reading at least THREE sodium bicarbonate fics is required! Sorry! Either witness greatness or lag behind idk what to tell ya buddy! Moots ability to write like SO many 10k+ works where every single word sounds MWAH is so MWAH it's MWAH just CLICK ONNA FIC MAN!!! SEE FOR YOURSELF!!! my personal fav favs are the fics with russell just cus his personality and behavior are A1 both in real life AND fiction. Russell fics are just something to read if you like those kinda elegant but POPPIN personalities IDK lol READ IT!! Read a kyle/demar story and thank nah for being the strong pillar that ship needs to stop it from falling into the 'short one uwu smol bean baby tall one MEAN and emotionless daddy 🥺' trenches. Seriously. That's a real savior right there !!! Also james harden is so funny in the fics we hate him but we all agree a straight guy who is Straight can just be hilarious sometimes

Freaky Friday : hardlythewiser (sequinedfairy)/ just moots fics in gen also legally if you read nahco3 you read HTW too! TWO-PACKED DEAL!! it's like getting TWO ps5s for the price of ONE ps5! SERIOUSLY READ THIS FIC!!! READ THE FICS!!!! I included the one that got me into moots fics (b4 we were moots! It was just such a creative concept AND all done in one chapter too? The DEDICATION??? i HAD to check it out), but read them All. OR YOU ARE MISSING OOOUT!! writing main ships are HARD. Yet this account manages to knock em outta the park EVERY time!!

Of course i love ALL my moots AND ALL THEIR WORKS so if yall want to be included LEMME KNOW and i will add yall in the rec! I'm just writing this at night rn so im trying to go a lil fast n post!

Ok now just for fics in general hmm

Tonight : anonymous A BRAD/JOHN FIC!!!!! and the fic that encouraged me to join tumblr n scrounge up some fics of my own for the fandom! John n beal have such an interesting relationship and storyline which NEEDED to have a fic done on it! AND THIS ONE IS SO GOOD! i haven't read it in forever since my start here so i can't describe all the deets but! I like it :). It has my og fav there and the perfect melancholy kind of vibe beal/john gives off.

A little TLC : madina / madina fics overall. Madina was probably one of my first fav fic authors for the fandom. AND IDK IF I JUST HAVENT MET MADINA AS A MOOT HERE OR MADINA DOESNT USE TUMBLR OR SMTHIN BUT IM KINDA SAD I CANT BE MOOTS WITH MADINA! because i just wanna COMPLIMENT madina so BAD madina is a GENIUS i LOVE madinas fics i love how madina writes russ , (and yes i am biased because madina writes a lot of my favs but STILL), IF YOU LOVE RUSS.. you'll love madina! Madina just gets PEOPLE! So right! And knows how to write main ships AND rarer ships so well! Only weakness to madina i can think of? Lakers fan lol

Just read all the kd/russ fics they're like all so high quality and good concepts and it's all written about a really complicated relationship but the fics do it so well ! JUST READ EM!! (again tho i read like half and a long time ago so😭)

Football fics now I TOLDYOU I DONT READ ALOT anyways Prom King by playclock!!! When /I/ was rec this, i thought the authors name was playc*ck so i was a little confused 😭 waiting for that thing some writers do where they label it unexplicit or mature then it has l*wd in it LMAO but no! This one is just a really soft really cute fic about stef and allen! If you're looking into getting into nfl through that ship or just that ship, READ THIS FIC!!! it gets INSECURITY it gets PLAYFULNESS it gets FRIENDSHIP it gets LOVE!!! i love it im so glad i was recced it and now im reccin it TO YOU! guys

Easy like a [tuesday] morning : counselor. CUTE title for a somber soft fic!! I love sports fics that dive into issues athletes might have that no one really considers! This one was so understandable it was sad AND I LOVED IT!! a lovely lamar and hollywood fic, their friendship is shown so well!! READ.IT.

AGAIN i mainly read whatever catches my eye, whether that be interesting characters, title, coverart, booksleeve, SO TAKE MY RECS... however you wanna take em JUST KNOW i am no historian of literature or WHATEVER ! THESE ARE FICS I LIKE, you may not like em, who cares everyone knows everything is about me lol eat shorts

[look-at-the-soul]

Hi! It's gossip girl!!❤️❤️ I'm glad your finally free!!! Tumblr really needs to get its life together!! Also happy late birthday!! I was gone for a bit and saw all the stuff about it a bit late but I hope you had a a amazing birthday!!❤️❤️❤️ 

And lol😂 I usually do remember sunscreen but this time me and my friends left a bit late and I didn't grab it😂 but after about a week of aloe Vera it's back to normal😂 And yeah I'm glad watching the pups went well!! Pups ARE the best! They are always so funny and cuddly!

And it's totally alright!! You didn't keep me waiting at all! You're always totally good with the time between!! It's never too long anyway!! And I did actually make more progress on some of my WIPs so that's good! I about doubled the word count of the Micheal story I've been working on for a bit but it's still not done😂 But the idea I'm actually the closest to completes is a random Bob x reader from Top Gun that's been stuck in my head and I wanted to finally write out even though I've only done Peaky stuff up to now😂 I did also kinda give in and end up making a mini second account to post random stuff and try to get back to interacting more, but it's still mainly me putting out small things and hiding again😂 

And for who I'm trying to get idk😂 maybe all the spam/p*rn bots that seem to be showing up in my tags😂 Tumblr bans the innocent but does nothing to stop those it seems🥲

And OH NO! That's would be terrible and scary to lose that many files and such😭😭 I hope your boss back then was able to  take responsibility for it though and didn't like blame you for his mistake! I've heard horror stories of that happening before! I'm sorry you had to restart it from the last save😭 I'm still at the point where I save and save as every now and then but for the most part I only have one copy:/. It'll probably screw me over done day though😂

And I love the idea of your Mary Poppins bag! I have something similar in my car!! It's got all the stuff I need incase I'm out and don't have it and too far from my dorm! My other bags are usually just a full but only contain multiple fidget objects or random items and pens I've found 😂 which surprisingly my random objects have come in handy at times so I can justify keeping them😂

And I'm not actually sure how the one of tests went😂 my teacher still hasn't given back the grade! He was supposed to and then my school closes down for the tropical storm again (which basically ended up missing our area so we're good) and we didn't have class that day!😂 But my other test went well and I got and A on it! So i did bit of a longer break due to the storm but I still can't wait for thanksgiving break in like a week😂 And I guess it was good that your plans to study elsewhere didn't move right before the pandemic! I can imagine how stressful that would have been! Maybe if you wanted to if would be better now, I guess the world has somewhat settled down a bit (in some degrees...)  I'm glad your week was good! I hope you got some good rest too and got around what needed to be❤️❤️

As always it was fun to interact with you❤️❤️ Lots of love! Xoxo!

Hi GG!!!

It’s good to be back!!! See @ staff? I didn’t do anything wrong 😇 I just post smut from time to time… 🙈 🥳 thank you sm for your kind wishes darling! I did ☺️💕 it was lovely to get all that love in here you know?

Oh no!!! Hope you got some nice tan at least? I gave up years ago, I looked like a sick ghost at 10 yo, will look like a sick wrinkled ghost at 84 yo so I don’t even try to get a nice color anymore 🤷🏻‍♀️ Oh I just LOVE dogs, have you seen those pup videos from car to car stopping over just to say hiiiii? I’m that kind of person 🤣🐶

I’m so glad because let me tell you a secret, sometimes I feel bad for not answering sooner! But between work, my 🐶🐶, writing, reading, etc sometimes I think I did something only to realize I did it only but in my mind, and when I look back, boom it’s been 5 days since I got the message. Sooooo you’re a Michael fan, what are your thoughts about that end? I’m happy to hear that you are working on your stories!!

I’m terrible at Top Gun stories (I hope I don’t disappoint you, but I never saw the movies 🙈🙊) but either way, it’s so so good to hear you’re getting inspiration, I hope you write this one!! ☺️ @ zablife writes TG stories, if you haven’t seen that account, I highly recommend. Ohhh how come you have a second account and I don’t even know about the first one??? 😋 don’t worry if you want to keep under the anon profile it’s all good!

You’re right, sometimes with the new tags content I get post promoted and I’m like tf? 😳 at something really explicit, and some friends got posts deleted over nothing, guess they are part of us sadly…

Haha I wish! No, I had to keep working on from where the file froze… luckily by then I had mastered the formulas, it’s alright, stuff like that happens and since then, I learned to not let my boss work around my excel 🤪 and make like 3 copies just in case he came to mess it up. Oh well if so far you’ve made it, it’s all good 😉

I recently added a small hair brush (travel size) to my bag, and a little “tide to go” for you know food accidents 🤣 soon I will need a bigger bag if I keep adding things. But yes, it’s so useful when you need something, specially a student like you, bet you have lots and lots of things for your notes 😊

How did the test go? I hope that by now you got a good grade back! Oh no, everything good with the tropical storm? Hopefully it didn’t leave lots of damage, and yay!!!! Congratulations for that A! ✨👏🏻👏🏻 Well done! Happy (belated) thanksgiving!!! Did you go back home for the holiday? Are you buying something from the crazy sales? The stores were so full last week!

Yeah, because I was planning to quit my job and just go to Boston 😂 life: sure haha now I have chickened out to be honest, I’m thinking I don’t know of different plans now like getting my own place, so maybe something online would be more fitting… who knows? 🤷🏻‍♀️ With everything that happened I decided to try to not make lots of plans (of course not getting on the irresponsible side either). Thank you it was 🤗 Hope you week was good and your weekend is even better!

Thanks for the chat! It’s lovely to ‘see’ you here 💙 sending back lots and lots of love your way! Ps don’t forget your sunscreen 😉 xx

[sleepdeprivedheretic]

O Captain, My Captain!

Notes: I have no excuse. Check out Taishispit on Tumblr, they’re good with requests and in general, and helped me realize that I needed some more sub! Mixed in with dom! Tai-chan :3  

Setting: Male! reader as a fox hybrid, is entranced with Tai-chan, captain of the guard, thus sparking reader’s bright idea of courting the blonde. With a misunderstanding that could easily be avoided with words, said blonde surprises reader by breaking into his home to finally give him what they both want.

Warnings: Porn with some angst and hurt with comfort and fluffy plot. Mainly an excuse to try writing different things than my usual writing style <3

……….

    You yipped in surprise on how easily he had lifted you, pinning your back against the wall as he grinded his dick against yours, kissing you rather roughly in fervor. You whined, locking your legs around his waist as his hands dug further into the cheeks of your ass, keeping you lifted and pinned as your tail swished.

A year. You’ve been wasting your time and efforts onto him for a whole year when you’ve first seen him. He was beautiful, large, round and buff, and having enough at being alone, you’ve decided that you wanted the captain of the guard, of all people, to be your mate.

“Is this what you’ve been wantin’? You desperate slut?” He growled out into your sensitive ear, and you couldn’t help but choke out a needy whine as your legs widened, letting him in closer to rough up your sensitive thighs and leaking cock. You weren’t expecting this, but yes, this is what you’ve been wanting.

You knew that instead of being flattered by your gifts of raw fish, berries, and other useful things, he was annoyed and baffled. You didn’t miss a day from your courting, making sure that he knew that you were available, and would provide the things that he could ever need or want. It wasn’t easy, at first. He would brush you off, make excuses to go elsewhere, and ignore you.

Oh, you would not have that at all, and were pretty determined. Not a day would you miss to hunt him down. You were generous with words, gifts, and let your tail brush up against him, having him smell like your scent, never failed in making your dick twitch with need in the late hours of the night in your home.

Brick by brick, you’ve carved your way towards him, loving and hurting by the chase. You were rewarded with your efforts, though. You’d start earning flustered blushes, constant looks, and even small pats of affection. He’d eventually opened up to you, breaking the wall of ice between the two of you. It made you so damned happy, that you tried to win him over, even harder.

 Of course, the dam had to finally break. It took you a long time for you to realize, that he didn’t know that you were courting him. He just thought that you were an obsessive weirdo, your thoughts took towards a bleak turn. He didn’t return your feelings, he would probably be glad that his obsessive stalker had finally left.

So, one day, you just didn’t show up at the training grounds. Your usual, peppy presence wasn’t there to greet him or the guards, nor were you there to basically fawn over the Tsundere captain as he would blush furiously or snark at you. You’ve decided that finally, your heart can’t take enough of the pleasurable pain that it has been enduring for a whole year and some months, and you had decided to just keep to yourself. Maybe move away to another village and never think about your heartache ever again.

Imagine to your surprise, that the door to your little makeshift house had slammed open with a violent fervor. The person of your woes and dreams standing there, looking at you with such a heated and annoyed expression, that you couldn’t help but feel your dick begin to stir to life.

“So, ya had enough of me, is that it? Couldn’t get whattya wanted, n’ now you’re bored?” He all but hissed, and your eyes widened with surprise. Where did that come from? He cut the space between the both of you, leering down at you with a hurt and angry expression, and you opened your mouth to say something, but couldn’t, for he gripped the back of your head, and basically slammed it against his into a rough, dirty kiss.

So here you were now, him chucking off his and your clothes, rutting up against your own arousal with an angry, aroused fervor as he held you up against the wall. Although not entering you, he changed the position of his dick to where it was sliding against your hole, the hot head and precum stimulating your twitching entrance as he bucked his hips, gripping you tightly as he growled into your ears.

“Bet your greedy hole’ll suck me in, huh? That’s whattya wanted from the start, right? Have it fucked n’ filled?” You didn’t know if he was just talking dirty, but you found yourself half-caring, liking the way that he was finally getting the hint. Of course, you need to stress to him that you’re wanting just more than that.  

“I-I want you to be my mate, as well! ‘S why I’ve been courting you.” You grunted, and he slowed, leaning his forehead against yours, as if reading your expression.

“You have, haven’t you? Right from the start. Kami, I’m such a dumbass. I’m gonna fuck you stupid. Ya like that idea?” He growled out, and you hastily nodded. He pushed you into his chest, fully carrying your weight as he searched for your bedroom. With some frantic ramblings on where it is, he put you down, only to turn you around, having your face and hands shoved against the wall, ass higher in the air instead of you on your actual bed.

“Ya have any oil?” He grunted out, liking the way your tail kept swishing wildly with want as you peeked up at him almost with shyness.

“There’s some herbal oil in the cupboard. It should work.” Was all you said before he left hastily, but not before a gruff “stay” as you complied. It didn’t take too long, much to your surprise. He was already back with the small round wooden jar. You admit, looking at the angry red erection that he was sporting, both scared and excited you.

“Ready?” He grunted out. You nodded, hugging close to the wall, while he spread your legs, opening the jar, and rubbing generous a generous amount of the oil onto his fingers, staring at your hole and leaking cock with want.

You let out a little yip of surprise as you felt a cool finger trace your entrance, swirling around the hole before finally entering with little resistance.

“Ya know,” He began talking as he massaged your tight insides gently. “why I’m so pissed?” You shuddered at his cool tone, shaking your head.

“Some work buddies said that a certain little fox was gettin’ bored, an’ was gonna find somebody to fuck ‘cause I wouldn’t do it to him. First I tried to brush it off,” He said, tone getting darker as he scissored you now with two fingers, slowly and yet gently opening you up, despite his scowl.

“then, images keep poppin’ in my head that you’re out fuckin’ getting stuffed with somebody else’s dick, n’ it just pissed me off to no end. So I came to a realization.” He continued as four fingers were opening you up nice and wide, his other hand cupping your balls, squeezing them gently. You jolted as his face pressed against your hole where his fingers were.

“W-what’s tha-O-oh!” You cried as a hot, wet warm tongue began to prod your entrance, along with his fingers.

“Tai-chan, that’s dirty!” You all but squealed, and he chuckled, ignoring you as he began tugging at your dick, your precum smearing all over his hand and dripping onto the floor as your arms tried their best to hold yourself up against the wall. Your knees felt weak at the gentle prodding that he was doting onto you, and you found your hips bucking along with his fingers as he finally had hit that special spot within you that made you see galaxies.

“T-Tai-chan! I’m gonna-!” You bucked into his tight grasp, keening as his pace sped up, your face pressed against the wall as you let him fuck you with his fingers and tongue as he was jerking you off in a rather fast pace. You stilled as you spurted all over your wall, leaving a trail of a white messy goop to clean up, afterwords. Right now, your head was in the clouds of your high, and you felt relieved, but still empty.  

“You’re mine, and only mine.” He growled out after a few moments of silence, breaking away from your entrance as he stood up. You groaned at the loss of the contact, already missing the feeling of being full, and shuddered on how such words that you’ve been wanting to hear had impacted you.

You looked behind you, being greeted by the sight of him rubbing the oil on his dick as he stared at you with a feral, hungry expression. You swallowed thickly, unsure of how it will fit, and was the wall really a good idea?

“Don’t worry, Dumplin’, I’ll hold ya up so that you won’t fall.” He reassured you, and you relaxed a little.

“W-why can’t we just use the bed?” You stuttered.

“Ya wanna use the bed? Alright.” He pulled you up, your legs shaking from standing up for too long, and he gave you a mock sympathetic look that hardly masked his hunger and glinting pride.

“Poor thing. You’re not use to this, aren’t you?” He cooed as you flopped onto the bed, your shaking knees resting far apart while he crawled in between them.

“Shoulda realized shit, sooner, huh? Yer a handsome thing, so pretty n’ soft.” He murmured, his nicer behavior was sharply contrast against his rough, dominant one as he smoothed over one of your ears, and then brushing over your tail, liking the way the soft appendage waved at the attention. He wasn’t done, kissing your trembling thighs softly, sucking lightly on the soft flesh as you whimpered out, only for him to hum and smooth down your legs with his palm, kissing your knees gently, relaxing you further.  

“Tai-chan.” You whimpered out.

“What is it, Sweetling?” He purred at your almost desperate look.

“Can I bite you? Claim you as my mate, now?”

“Oh? Is that how ya do it? I can’t bite ya back, not in the way you can, but I’ll mark up yer skin everyday. Yeah, go ahead. Make me yours.” He hummed as he exposed his neck. Sure, he didn’t have scent glands like your kind, did, and his teeth weren’t sharp enough to claim yours, but you’ll make it work. He’s your human, after all.

“I’ve never did this, you know. It lasts for life, are you okay with that?” You found yourself asking, and he looked at you with surprise, and then a dark, heavy look in which surprised you.

“So foxes mate fer life?”

“Yes?”

“Hm. So...this is your first experience?” He leered at you in such as way, you swallowed thickly.

“Shut up.” You growled out in annoyance, and he chuckled lowly, sending embers further down your spine.

“Fuck. Come here n’ bite me, ‘cause I’m gonna fuck you into yer mattress, soon.” He growled out, as he pulled you up onto his lap, exposing his neck. You weaved your fingers through his, squeezing gently as you licked at the exact spot in which you wanted to bite as a foreshadowing on what was about to come. Then, you bit him. He stilled with shock as your fangs pierced the skin, drawing blood as you hastily cleaned it up, trying to make it quick and as less messy as possible.

“I’m sorry, Taishiro.” You murmured out his name as your thumb rubbed against his palm apologetically. He hummed gently, pleased by your affections.

“Don’t worry about it, Handsome. So sweet to me, as always.” He purred, kissing your cheek, and then your lips gently as he leaned you back down.

“Are ya ready for the main course?” He asked. You nodded. Kissing you, he made sure that you had a pillow underneath your hips, as well as loosened before he added some extra oil onto his dick, eyeing your expression closely. You nodded, and he guided himself to your entrance. It was a slow process, him sliding into you gently, stilling whenever you tensed, him reminding you to relax as he kissed you softly. It was a whole other contrast from earlier, but you loved the softer side of him, too.

You felt so full and stretched, and noticed that his dick was resting on the spot in which drove you crazy. You felt so taken care of.  

  He leaned down, slotting himself against your own body, your own cock and nipples rubbing against his stomach and chest, as his forehead rested against yours, hands intertwined.  

“Lemme take care of you, alright? You deserve this.” He murmured, kissing you softly as you couldn’t help but keen at the affection as your tail brushed up against him.

“I feel full.” You opted, instead, and he grinned, rocking his hips ever so slightly at your prostate, causing you to let out a choked sound.

“T-Taishiro~!” You couldn’t help it.

“Faster?”

“Fuck me into the mattress like you said.” You demanded, and hoisting your right leg over your shoulder, he sunken even deeper as he then complied. You couldn’t think, all you could do is feel and look at his face. Biting his lip, brows furrowed, he looked as if he was trying not to come inside of you, just yet, but you paid that no mind, you were feeling him just hit that spot over and over again as his hips snapped to meet yours in a desperate fervor. Your dick bobbed from the movements, leaking precum onto everything as you began panting out his name, feeling tears and drool frothing from you as your hips tried to meet his faster movements.

Your bedding shook violently at his movements as your brain went blank. You weren’t going to last, long, but neither was he. Taking the hint, his hand wrapped around your dick, jerking it off to the animistic thrusting of his hips.  

“So! Fuckin’ tight!” He growled into your ear, nipping at the furred shell as your mind faltered.

“I’m gonna-! Taishiro!” You found yourself shouting out as white enveloped your vision, your body spasmed as you came onto his hand and the both of your chests and your hole tightened.  

“Damn!” He as well called out your name, hips sloppily faltering as he shot his load inside of you. You groaned at the hot seed coating your raw insides, thighs tightening their grip around him as he stilled, back arched as he gripped your hands tightly. He rolled you on top of him, collapsing as the both of you breathed heavily, the aftershocks still coming into the both of you like waves. You groaned, realizing that he was lazily still rocking his hips, burying his seed deeper within you.

After what seemed to be a millennia, his dick softened as he gingerly pulled out of you, the both hissing at the loss of contact. You felt his essence leak out of you, and you honestly didn’t hate the strange feeling. He started kissing you gently, bringing you back to reality.

“Are you okay, Baby?” He hummed out the question as his hands smoothed over your ruffled ears, then sliding gently down to your back, rubbing soothing circles as he stared at you with a concerned look. You kissed him.

“You’re amazing. I love you.”

“I love you, too, Darlin’, but I don’t think we’re done, here.” He didn’t hesitate the words, and you crooned.

“What do you mean?”

“Your turn. You wanna fuck me, right?”

“Make love, actually.” Your heartbeat sped up at the thought, finally getting to have him underneath you. He kissed you.

“Sap. Get me ready, alright?” He smiled, and you grabbed the jar that he’d set aside, thrilled at the aspect.

You didn’t waste much time, giving him the same gentle treatment that he’d given you, returning the little kisses on the inside of his thigh and knees as he looked at up at you with such a soft expression.

“Always been so good to me, haven’t ya? Such a good mate.” He groaned out as your fingers hit his prostate, you mentally remembering where it was.

“Is this your first time, too?” You couldn’t help but ask. Your hand was on his dick, fingers stretching him out gently as his hole fluttered around them. He groaned.

“First time bottoming, yeah. Oooh~! Baby, do that again.” He demanded, rocking his hips sharply against your hands. You kissed his thigh, obliging to his demands. You wanted to take more time with him, as he did you. The both of your dicks heavy and erect, now, and you were getting a little tired and were a little sore from the first round. Yet, you wanted to please your mate.

“I love you, Taishiro.” You opted, instead, breaking away from you ministrations. He looked like the mess that you were, earlier. Hooded eyes greeted you as drool pooled down his chin, his face flushed.

“Love ya, too. Now fill me up, Buttercup.” He said, and you agreed. Copying his earlier administrations, you hissed as the cool oil slid down your dick, slimy and sticky, but it was perfect. You followed his example as you began to slide into him. Hot and tight heat gripped you as you looked at his reactions.

“Oh fuck, that feels good.” He growled out, and you were surprised. You weren’t all the way in, yet, and already he looked debauched. Taking your cue, you let yourself be consumed by the heat, liking the way his walls gripped you so tightly as he moaned out, trying to get you to move when you finally rested your balls against his ass. You were in the same position that he was, you flushed against his chest as your hands cupped his face.  

“Let me take my time with you.” You murmured gently to him, and his expression softened at your own softness. He kissed you.

“Oh, Sweetlin’, please move.”  

You complied, hitting the bundle of nerves within him as you gently moved against his bucking hips.

“Shit, I feel so full. Is this is what ya went through? I might fight ya just to bottom.” He whined out, and your hips stalled at the confession, only for him to grip them and pull them forwards. He was so tight, you didn’t want to cum before him. Tears of frustration pooled at his eyes as you tried your best not to snap your hips. You didn’t want him to suffer, but you were so close.

 “Please cum inside, Honey. I’ll take it, just! Fuck!” He began rambling.

“I-I want you to come, first!” You stammered, and he gave you such a soft look as he kissed your forehead gingerly.

“Please. Ya can suck me off, kay? Yer such a good mate, you deserve to come inside me. Please?” He begged, and you found yourself picking up the pace at the prospect, and seeing him so vulnerable and adorable, did it for you. Your face hid in the crook of his neck as you came, and to your surprise, he followed afterwords, coating your hand and stomachs.

After coming down from your highs, you looked down at him.

“Dearest, did you just-From me cumming inside you?” You asked gingerly, and he laughed as he gave you a sloppy kiss.  

          “Damn right, I did, Sugarplum. Hm. Let’s get cleaned up, okay? I’m ready for some pillow talk.” He purred into your ear, and you nodded, happily.

After getting cleaned up, the both of you plopped down on the bed, completely worn out as he pulled your frame against his.

“’S so hot, seein’ my cum leak out of you like that. Maybe I should just get a plug?” He cooed at your flushed expression.

“Tai-chan!” You squeaked, and he laughed lowly.

“Anyway, it took me way too fuckin’ long to realize that I want you to always be ‘round me. Move in with me?” He looked at you hopefully, and you nodded happily as you kissed him.

“Of course! We’re basically married, after all.” You admitted shyly, but you were rewarded with a warm smile and a heartfelt kiss.

“Good. ‘M glad.” He admitted, rubbing his cheek against yours, and you sighed in content, letting a peaceful rest take over you.

……………..

:) I’m...I tried? It’s different, but Thank You for reading this <3

[dewonderewereldvanfleur]

Dani x Jamie Secret Santa Fic

Hi there! This is my fic for @damiesecretsanta‘s Secret Santa thing! It’s for @webgeekist but ofcourse for everyone to enjoy! Merry Christmas to everybody who celebrates it, have a good day to everybody else ;)

AUTHOR’S NOTES

Apparently, there’s two Vermonts in the USA? One is a state and one is a city in Illinois? I have no clue which they went to, but people in the Dani x Jamie Tumblr group chat kindly told me that the state gets more snow, so I chose that one. Montpelier is apparently the capital. You learn something new every day!

Am I over Dani and Jamie? Not at all... 

I still have a whole scenario in my head with things following this, but the fic had to end here because that’s how I planned and wanted it and also I don’t want to write NSFW scenes because I am an innocent baby. Maybe I’ll write it in the future, though. 

The title is inspired by the song This must be the place by Sure Sure, a song that I found in Amelia Eve’s JAMIE playlist, which I listened to while writing this fic. Thought it fitted.

Also, this is the first fanfic I have ever written, and it might not be great, but I’m proud of it anyways. Enjoy!

This Must Be The Place  Dani x Jamie - by @dewonderewereldvanfleur

In the first few months after their depart from Bly, Dani and Jamie didn’t plan anything more than one day ahead. Dani wanted to, sure, but she did not dare to dream of a ‘future’, how nearby or faraway this future might be. That’s why, when Jamie asked her about taking the train to Vermont for Christmas, Dani’s heart sank. Not because she didn’t want to go to Vermont, but because she couldn’t bear to think about Christmas yet. And Jamie understood. Jamie always understood.

“One day at a time is what we’ve got.”

And so, they resumed their adventure, one day at a time. However, on Christmas Eve, Dani found herself in a tiny shop at the mall. Jamie was getting them both dinner, as they had agreed to not do anything fancy and just eat some fries. Now was the perfect opportunity for Dani to buy Jamie some more last-minute Christmas presents. As she shoved the presents in her bag, she saw Jamie walking towards her and grabbed something else from her bag. Jamie’s eyes fell on the sparkly red envelope.

“What’s this, Poppins?” She gave Dani her fries and opened the envelope. Inside were two train tickets to Vermont.

“Early Christmas present. It’s the night train, leaves at eleven.” Dani replied. Jamie raised her eyebrows

“Dani, you sure?”

Dani smiled. Nodded. Jamie looked into her eyes, then down at her lips, where they lingered for a bit. She grabbed Dani’s hand instead. They hurried back to their room at the inn, the door barely closed behind them as Jamie put her lips on Dani’s, gently placing her hands on Dani’s lower back. Dani moved even closer to Jamie and together they stumbled backwards, until Jamie’s back was pressed against the wall. Dani put one hand one Jamie’s hip, eagerly directing her towards the bed, the other hand caressing her curls. As they fell onto the mattress, Dani moved her hand to under Jamie’s shirt. Jamie smiled, and smoothly broke away from the kiss.

“We should pack our bags, shouldn’t we?” she said, when she saw Dani’s disappointed face. She took the bag from under the bed and started putting their clothes into it. Dani reluctantly followed her lead.

…

Later that night, Dani and Jamie got on the train and walked down the aisle looking for an empty compartment. Luckily, not many people were traveling on Christmas Eve, so there were plenty left to choose from. Jamie placed the bags in the holder above their heads and passed Dani a blanket they had bought earlier at the station. Suddenly, Jamie was overcome by a sense of endearment for the other woman, who had already sat down and put half of the blanket over her legs. She kissed Dani softly on her forehead and sat down beside her, entangling their hands as soon as she was settled.

“You all right, Poppins?”

“Yeah. You?” Dani squeezed Jamie’s hand.

“Never better.”

“I’m glad. We should try and get some sleep; we’ll be there by morning.”

“Won’t be a problem. I’m knackered.” Jamie rested her head on Dani’s shoulder and closed her eyes. Dani formed the blanket around them and buried her nose in Jamie’s hair. By the rocking of the train, both soon dozed off to sleep.

…

Early the next morning, Dani woke up from the conductor, who was checking tickets a few compartments earlier in the train. She looked at Jamie, who was still soundly asleep, and reached to their tickets as silently as she could. Dani stared at the conductor and put her finger on her lips to shush him before he even opened the door. As he checked their tickets, he whispered:

“Thank you, ma’am. It’s 5:45 am, we’ll be at the Montpelier station in ten minutes. Merry Christmas.” He quietly closed the door behind him. Dani softly nudged her sleeping girlfriend.

“Jamie…” she whispered, “Good morning, Jamie. It’s time to wake up…” She nudged her another time. Jamie mumbled something. “Don’t make me get you train coffee. It’ll be worse than mine.” That got Jamie up. She slowly yawned and rubbed her eyes. Dani smiled at her. “We’re almost there. Five minutes and we’re at the station.”

“We’re there?” Jamie looked outside. Everything looked very green. She furrowed her brow. “Hoped there’d be snow here. Another time, I guess.” Dani planted a kiss on the tip of her nose.

“Come on, let’s get ready.” She untangled their hands under the blanket and got up to put the blanket back in her bag, while Jamie stretched herself and put on an extra jumper. The train stopped and they stepped onto the platform. They sat down on a bench for a bit and took in the view. It was definitely colder than it looked, with the morning sun brightly shining down on them, as if she was delighted they were there. Dani noticed Jamie rubbing her hands together and took the present she bought the day before from her bag.

“I got you another something.”

“Poppins, I thought we said no presents!”

“Yeah, well… I couldn’t help myself. Open it!”

“When we’re settled here somewhere, I’m going to get you some presents too!” Jamie pretended to be grumpy, but very excitedly opened her present. Inside were a pair of knitted gloves and a matching beanie. She grinned. “Exactly what I need right now.” She put them on and stood up. “Let’s get settled, shall we, Poppins?”

…

Already well after noon, Dani and Jamie had found a place where they could stay for at least two weeks. They had already spoken to the owner of the cottage, Dan, after having dug through the Yellow Pages for several hours. They had lunched in Montpelier and done some separate shopping, as they had agreed. Fortunately, there were busses driving in the direction of the cottage, just outside the city, every 30 minutes, and it was only a 10-minute walk after that.

They were greeted by a brown-skinned man. He shook their hand and spoke in a heavy Vermont accent.

“Welcome to Vermon’, ladies! The name’s Dan, I live a couple m-oy-les from here, so just drop by if you need anything! Everything should be in order. I’ll come and see you in a few days anyway, for the payment and everything. For neeow, got any questions?”

“I don’t think so.” Dani looked around her. “It’s beautiful out here. The cottage looks… splendid.”

“Perfectly!” Added Jamie, grinning.

“All right, then!” Sam continued. “Enjoy the moun-ains and Happy Holidays.” He got in his car and drove away. Jamie looked at Dani excitedly.

“This must be the place, then. It really is beautiful here!” She exclaimed, looking at the mountains and the trees surrounding the tiny house. She stepped on the porch and pushed open the front door, followed closely by Dani.

The cottage consisted of roughly four rooms. The first door on the right led to a small kitchen, that just fitted a furnace, a fridge, and a sink. In the windowsill were herbs in colourful pots and spices were on shelves on the wall. Across from the kitchen’s was a cosy living room, that had a dining table, as well as two armchairs in front of a fireplace. In one corner was a basket with several knitted blankets and in another was a cabinet filled with books and boardgames. Above the dining table was a chandelier that looked ancient, but somehow had electrical lights, and next to the door was a cute little Christmas tree decorated with fairy lights and purple ornaments. When Dani returned to the narrow corridor, Jamie quickly put her presents under the tree. The bathroom was nothing special; it had a toilet, a shower, and a mirror. Dani didn’t cover it, as she hadn’t seen Eddie in months. The bedroom, like the kitchen, was quite small, which meant that the king-size bed was as wide as the entire back wall. There was a big window in the wall, and on the sides were dark purple curtains to close at night.

Dani looked at Jamie and felt her heart swell. Jamie’s hair was tied together with a bandana, but one happy curl was dangling in front of her eyes. Those beautiful blue eyes, that had caught Dani’s attention even the first time they had met at Bly Manor. Jamie saw Dani staring at her and raised her eyebrows. Dani’s gaze moved down to her lips, where her eyes lingered, and she felt her cheeks turn pink. Jamie must’ve noticed too, because she leaned in, and Dani could feel her warm breath on her own lips. Dani pulled Jamie closer until their lips met, and a certain warmth filled her chest. Jamie tasted like tea and cinnamon, and the scent of her flowery deodorant filled Dani’s nostrils, until all her senses were captured by Jamie, Jamie, JAMIE. Jamie nibbled Dani’s lip and Dani let out a little gasp, which made Jamie smile. Dani pulled away to take off her jacket, and Jamie quickly resumed their kiss as soon as it hit the ground. Dani, who had her back turned to the bed, fell backwards on the matrass, and pulled Jamie with her, and-

“Ow! Shite!” Jamie cursed, as they bumped their heads together. Jamie rolled over on the bed, next to Dani. “Such a hard-headed woman, you.” She joked. Jamie looked over at her girlfriend, who hadn’t answered. “Dani, you all right?”

“Uhm, well,” Dani sighed, rubbing her forehead, “not, really. This shit freaking hurts.” Jamie pulled away Dani’s hands, and saw that it was already bruising.

“You just stay here; I’ll get you some ice.” Jamie quickly jumped off the bed and got some ice from the freezer, to put on Dani’s head. “Keep it there for a bit, Poppins, or you’ll be black and blue tomorrow. I’ll cook us some dinner.”

…

After dinner, when Dani had recovered a bit, it was time to do the dishes, but Jamie could hardly contain her excitement for Dani opening the presents. She saw the Christmas lights on the porch through the window, and as soon as washing up was done, she grabbed Dani’s hand and pulled her to the living room. Jamie grabbed the basket full of blankets and gave it to Dani. Then she grabbed the presents from under the tree.

“Let’s go sit outside, Poppins.”

“Yeah, okay. It looks cosy.” Dani smiled and they walked outside. They wrapped themselves in blankets and sat down on the steps. Jamie pulled out three presents, and she handed Dani the first one. Dani opened it to find a mug inside; painted on it were the Vermont mountains.

“It’s only for tea that I make, though,” Jamie added grinning as she handed Dani the second present. “you’re still shite at it.” Dani laughed and opened the second one. Inside were the ugliest Christmas socks she had ever seen. She tried to look glad, and Jamie burst out laughing.

“Ugly aren’t they, Poppins?” she said, still smiling widely. “I know, don’t worry. But they’re really soft and warm! I hope you’ll like this one, though.” She handed Dani the last present. It was a small, rectangular package wrapped in dark red paper. She carefully opened the present and turned the book to face the cover. It was an old copy of James and the Giant Peach by Roald Dahl. Jamie looked at Dani and added:

“Was my favourite book as a kid. One of the only books I had, actually. Read it so much it eventually fell apart. Literally.”

“Wow, Jamie…” Dani stammered, “I love it. It means a lot.”

“Well, I just came across it in this bookstore, and I wanted to share it with you.” Jamie chuckled. “It’s silly, but I just couldn’t put it back after finding it.”

“It’s great!” Dani assured her. “Oh! I just remembered, I found something too.” She ran inside and came back with her coat. She pulled out what looked like a couple of branches. “I found this plant on the street, and I thought you could save it…”

“You thought I could save it?” Jamie looked at Dani, and then back at the plant. “Poppins, I’m pretty sure that’s a mistletoe.”

“Are you now?” Dani grinned mischievously and locked eyes with Jamie. She held the mistletoe above her head, and she saw Jamie’s eyes dropping to her lips. Her eyelashes hid the blue of her eyes, so Dani followed the lashes, down to Jamie’s nose, Jamie’s lips, just in time to notice her softly biting her lower lip. Dani felt a shiver move through her body and took a deep, shaky breath. And then they were kissing, Jamie’s soft lips on Dani’s, her hands in Dani’s hair. Dani could hear Jamie breathing deeply and brushed her tongue along her upper lip. She felt Jamie tremble and put her hands on her hips. She grabbed the fabric of Jamie’s sweater and pulled her in even more, moving her hands under it, onto the warm skin of her lower back. Dani gasped and Jamie’s tongue slipped inside her mouth, hot and sweet and gentle and confident. She felt her heart pounding out of her chest, every beat in sync with Jamie’s movements. One of Jamie’s hands drifted from Dani’s hair to her back, drawing a line down along her neck and between her scapulae. Dani felt Jamie smile against her own lips and opened her eyes. Still embracing each other, they locked eyes and sat like that, foreheads still together, both panting heavily, unwilling to let go just yet. Dani felt something cold tingle in her neck and noticed Jamie shifting her eyes away. She followed Jamie’s gaze and saw fluffy, white flakes flurrying to the ground. Jamie smiled and grabbed her hand. As the snowflakes got bigger and the snowfall got heavier, they moved back until they were against the wall, drily under the canopy. They entangled their legs and rewrapped themselves in the blankets. Jamie leaned her head on Dani’s shoulder, and Dani wrapped one arm around her waist. Jamie sighed and quietly whispered.

“Merry Christmas, Poppins”

“Merry Christmas.”

[lovemesomesurveys]

“Like ships in the night, you keep passing me by”

Do you own a black leather jacket? A pleather one, yes. Something badass about wearing one haha.

Do you find musicians or athletes more attractive? I’ve been attracted to more musicians, but that’s cause I’m more familiar with them. I don’t see a lot of athletes as someone who doesn’t watch or care at all about sports. Although, guys in baseball uniforms are nice. haha. Oh, back when I was like 13 or 14 I remember thinking Andy Roddick, a tennis player, was hot. I saw his photo in a magazine. Are you better at spelling or writing? I think both. How many siblings do you have? Two. If you could have an ice cream sundae right now, would you? No.

Do you use emoji's? Yeah. I don’t go crazy, but I like to use them as I see fit. When was the last time you lost a tooth? I broke a tooth like 10 years ago and had to get it pulled. You ask this question like it’s the norm to loose a tooth when I’m pretty sure the people who take surveys are past the ages where you lose your teeth.  Do you like bendy or regular straws better? I like to use coffee stirrer straws cause the holes are small. If someone signed you up for karate lessons, would you take them? Uh, no. What's your favorite song? I have numerous favorite songs.

Click shuffle on any music device. What's the 12th song that comes up? Nah. What's your most used website? Tumblr and YouTube. Do you come on this website as much as you used to when you first found it? Not as much, no. I used to spend like all day on Tumblr back in the day. Now I typically just get on at night as part of my nighttime routine of Tumblr and surveys. That’s also when I watch the most YouTube cause I like to listen to ASMR at night. I feel like I probably go on YouTube more now than before or perhaps it’s about the same. Do you drink hot tea? Once in awhile. It’s usually when I’m feeling really anxious or really sick.

“& it’s too cold outside for angels to fly”

Is there anyone you want to see in concert really bad? I’m sad I never got to see Linkin Park. I don’t know if they’ll decide tour now, but it wouldn’t be the same without Chester. :( Do you like Abercombie? Nah. Do you still take a survey even if they don't capitalize letters? Yeah. Does your computer have word correct on it? It’ll do the red squiggly line if something is misspelled or it doesn’t recognize the word and if I hit control and click on the word it’ll offer a suggestion if it’s a recognized word. What's one of your wishes for 2013? Well, we’re towards the end of 2020 now and I just pray we’re able to get through the rest of the year without anything else crazy coming at us. Do you fight with your mom often? No, my mom is my best friend she and I very close. We just bicker sometimes. Would you rather have your son have the name Daniel as first or middle name? Sounds more like a first name to me, but meh I don’t really care for the name at all. I don’t even want to have children so it doesn’t matter lol but if I did I’d go with another name. Have you ever made up a food combo & everyone tired it & loved it? Pizza rolls and mustard. What was the last movie you watched? Would you recomend it to people? Bringing Down the House the other day cause I happened to catch it on TV. It came out in like 2003 so it’s not new, but I’ve always liked it. I think it’s funny. What is one word you cannot seem to spell? Every time this question comes up I always say “onomatopoeia” for some reason and damnit I have yet to spell it right without having to look it up. I don’t know what it is about that stupid word that I just can’t seem to remember lol. It’s a word I never use unless this question comes up, so I guess maybe that’s why, but still. I should be able to spell it. Were you born on an odd or even number? Even. Do you like Ed Sheeran? I like several of his songs. When you type, what hand & finger do you use to hit the space bar? I use my right index finger. I don’t type the proper way, I use my index fingers lol. I type really fast that way, too. Do you like to take pictures of you in the mirror? Only if I want to show the shirt or outfit I’m wearing.

“you are the best thing that’s ever been mine”

Have you read the book Lord of the Flies? Yeah, it was required in my 10th grade English class. Would you rather type or hand write notes? My handwriting is trash, but I feel like handwritten notes are nice. Do you like the number seven? I don’t have anything against it. Do you believe that when you go to heaven, you become an angel? No. I believe in angels, but not that we become one. Angels are another of God’s creations. They’re ministering spirits. They’re their own thing and humans are another. How much money do you plan on spending tomorrow? I don’t plan on spending any money tomorrow. Are you good at writing poems? No. I dabbled a bit with it when I was like 16 and angsty, but they’re so cringe. I still have the journal stored away with them and I’ve gone back to read them as an adult and yikes. Do you come on here daily? For the most part, unless I’m really not feeling well. What's one thing you wish you were perfect at? No one is perfect, but it’d be nice to be a functioning adult.  Can you play the saxophone? Nope. Does it bother you when people breathe loud? I will say I feel uncomfortable when someone has a breathing problem because it makes me hyper focused on my own breathing and I end up feeling like I can’t breathe.  Are you going to any concerts in 2013? Can you believe it's going to be 2013? I didn’t. The last concert I went to was back in 2009. Were you in love with the movie Mary Poppins? Not in love with it, but I like it. Do you like breadsticks? Yes. Have you ever been on a mountain? Yeah, I took a gondola ride up to one. If you had to get rid of one of your sense, which one and why? I’d really rather not.

“the first cut is the deepest”

Can you swim? Nope. Do you usually wear shorts around your house all year long? No, I wear leggings all year long. Do you remember Sesame Street? Of course. It’s also still very much a thing. Do you believe every word that comes out of peoples mouths? Of course not. You have to take some things with a grain of salt or healthy dose of skepticism. You gotta gauge what is being said and who is saying it, too, and make the judgment. That doesn’t mean I don’t trust my loved ones or that I think everyone is a liar or something, but people can give misinformation unknowingly, so it’s not always being done intentionally. It’s just not a good idea to believe every single word that comes out of people’s mouths. Do you like the questions that really make you think? Depends on my mood.  What are you asking for for Christmas? Just a few little things. What time do you plan on going to bed on Tuesday? I don’t have a set bedtime for any given day, I go to bed whenever.  I’ve talked a lot about my messed up sleep schedule in surveys. It’s certainly not planned. How many of your friends are online right now on here? I have no idea who’s currently on. I’m kind of the night owl of the survey community who’s up doing surveys while everyone is asleep like normal people. When they’re getting up in the morning, I’m going to bed, ha. :X Do you know what Je means in French? I do, actually. How often do you write in red pen? I don’t recall the last time I used a red pen. Do you cut your own hair? No. I used to trim my own bangs back when I had ‘em, though. Do you have any pictures in your room from concerts? No. Would you ever name your son Harry? Again, I don’t want to have children, but Harry is another name I don’t particularly care for. Have you ever had your nails done in french tips? Yeah, the one and only time I got my nails done, which was for my 8th grade promotion. Is it harder for you to type on a keyboard that isn't yours & not used to? Yes, for sure. I also don’t type as fast on my phone than I do on my laptop. 

“I wish I was a little bit taller, I wish I was a baller”

What shoe do you take off first? Hm. I think my right. What do you think a good teen couple name would be for a story? Uh I don’t know? If you were coming to the states from another country, where first? I’m from the states. Would you pay $82 for facial products? No. Do you get a lot of compliments often? Nope. It’s rare. Was Mean Girls one of the best movies in your opinion? I wouldn’t say it was the best movie, but it’s a favorite of mine. It’s just a classic, ya know? One of those nostalgic movies with a lot of memorable quotes.  If it was Sat, 2 in the afternoon, what would we find you to be doing? I’d most likely be asleep. Do any of your best friends have red hair? No. Would you like to be on the cover of Seventeen magazine? No. Or any magazine. Would you rather go to an Adele or Bruno Mars concert? I mean, I like songs from both so I wouldn’t be opposed to either one. Would you like to live in Sweden? No, but I’d love to visit. Are you concerned about your weight? Yes. I’m too underweight.   Do you know anyone who has the middle name Sebastian? I don’t think so. Do you remember where you got your first kiss at? Of course. Did you ever watch the show 8 Simple Rules? I watched it here and there cause it was part of the TGIF lineup that had other shows I liked.

“I hope you’re in the mood, because this is going to be a long ride”

Does your computer need to be cleaned? Underneath the keys badly need to be cleaned. Would you ever name your child Sushine, Raine, River etc? I kinda like Raine. Is it any of your friend's birthday today? No friends.  When is the person you like birthday? I don’t like anyone in the romantic sense. Do you like yogurt? Nah. When you type, do you ever mix letters around by accident? (EX: ot - to) Yes. Do you like butterflies? No. I’m afraid of ALL bugs/insects, even the ones people think are cute like butterflies and ladybugs. Nopeee. Do you consider the tomato a fruit or vegetable? Tomatoes apparently can be referred to as either one. I always thought they were a vegetable.  Does it rain over where you live? Yes. It hasn’t rained since like March or April, though. We Californians get excited when it rains cause it doesn’t happen often lol. I hope we get some soon. It’s been cold now at least, which I love. Is there any snow on the ground? It doesn’t snow in my city. :( Do you like soup? I only like ramen. When's the last time you made cupcakes? It’s been a few years. How many lamps are in the room your currently in? My lights are off. Have you talked the person you like today? Have you ever been bullied? No.

[scottspack]

My Wife Has An 18 Hour Drive Fic Rec Roundup

I wanted to make a fic rec post for the insane amount of Untamed fic ive been reading anyways, and Chi @got2ghost​ is driving halfway across the country tomorrow, so there’s no time like the present to put all of the really great fics ive read over the past couple of weeks in one location! Let’s get it poppin!

Ones That Chi Already Read:

A Lot of Edges Called Perhaps by hansbekhart (Wangxian, E, 21k)

The funny part is - and it is a little funny, even if Wei Wuxian has no one left to share the joke with - they never have. Not anything. He has never kissed any part of Lan Zhan besides his slim hands; never been even partially undressed with him anywhere besides a miserable, xuanwu-infested cave. It’s always been like this between them, this simmering need, this desperate understanding: a knowledge so deep that it lives somewhere in his bones, that if he wanted to have Lan Zhan he could have him, and if Lan Zhan wanted Wei Wuxian he could have that too. But they never have.

I found this fic on someone’s blog when they said that it was the definitive fic to read directly after finishing the series so i saved it, read it directly after finishing the series, and felt completely and wholly fulfilled by the resolution found in this fic. 10/10 cant recommend enough. 

One Rouge Spark In My Direction by hansbekhart (Lan Wangji/Xiao Xingchen/Song Lan E, 5k)

He’d thought, in Yueyang, that they’d seen something in each other, something familiar. That maybe they’d recognized something in him. But it’s been many years, and many things have happened since, and he’s guessed wrongly at other people’s hearts before. Lan Wangji looks back down at the table, at his steaming, bitter tea. He’ll beg if he has to.

In “A Lot Of Edges Called Perhaps” Wangji mentions that he has had sex before and this is the in-universe story of that time and WHEW BABY!!!! AHHHHHH!!!

Gathered Herbs & Sweet Grasses by hansbekhart (Laz Sizhui & Lan Wangji, G, 19k)

Later, when he’s older, it’s this that A-Yuan will remember most: the stretch of silence, the two of them both dirty and shaking with fever, as he looked at Brother Rich, and Brother Rich looked back at him.

This is a fic about Lan Wangji raising Sizhui from when he brings him back from the Burial Mounds until they bring Wuxian back to Cloud Recesses after he’s resurrected. It made me cry about 18 times and I consider it fully canon in relation to the show. I reread this fic at LEAST once a week. *chefs kiss*

Seldom All They Seem by Fahye (Wangxian, E, 25k)

or, one hundred and thirty-three principles of the Gusu Lan, pertaining to the state of marriage

***

He bows to Wei Wuxian, sword in hand, sleeves falling properly. Wei Wuxian bows in return, and the sect leaders begin the opening courtesies, and for all of ten minutes Lan Wangji is under the impression that he is betrothed to a boy who is perfectly normal and acceptable apart from an unfortunate tendency to fidget with his clothes.

That impression does not last.

A canon-divergent fic exploring “what if Wangji and Wuxian were betrothed from when they were young like Yanli and the peacock?” It’s extremely good and very compelling and also made me cry multiple times. (The confrontation in the rain doesn’t get any easier even if they’re betrothed!)

Half Cloak & Half Dagger by Fahye (Lan Xichen/Meng Yao, E, 13k)

Jin Guangyao lifts his head and smiles. "I'm considering a problem."

"Can I be of any assistance with it?"

He drops a kiss on Lan Xichen's chest. With the nail of one finger he lightly traces the characters for irony on Lan Xichen's side. "Not this one, er-ge."

In the “Seldom All They Seem” universe but focused on xiyao. Has hands down the best written characterization of meng yao in any fic ive read so far. I continuously come back to this fic just to read the absolutely genius way this author writes the Head Bitch In Control of the cultivation world.

Hurricane by gdgdbaby (Wangxian, E, 6k)

"Haven't you heard?" Nie Huaisang replied, clicking his tongue, though he was clearly pleased that he could be the one to break the news. He leaned in to announce with a dramatic flourish: "Lan Wangji just took emergency family leave this past weekend."

WANGXIAN AS SPIRK STAR TREK PON FAR AU!!!!!!!!!!!!! WEEWOO WEEWOO WEEWOO!!!!!!!! This was actually recced to ME by CHI and I have not stopped thinking about this fic for a full month. It’s like author gdgdbaby sat down one day and was like “Tumblr user Liv Scottspack deserves everything she wants in this life.” and then wrote this fic. Thank you author gdgdbaby, I love you.

Ones That Chi Has Yet To Read:

My Age Has Never Made Me Wise by idrilka (Wangxian, E, 63k)

“We hear that His Excellency might be married by summer’s end,” the merchant’s wife says and Wei Wuxian freezes, his heart in his throat. “The Gusu Lan sect has been buying enough red silk and brocade that the merchants in Caiyi can’t satisfy the demand.”

He feels himself grow brittle inside, like a flick of a finger to his temple might make him shatter. His ears are ringing.

“Who’s the lucky bride?” he asks despite himself. His tongue sticks to the roof of his mouth.

Or: The story of a marriage.

I LOVE THIS FIC. The absolute best kind of slow burn and I think such an extremely accurate representation of the canon material. I’m always surprised by the authors in this fandom’s ability to write shit that is so concretely grounded in the universe. This could and should be a real companion novel. Amazing. I love it.

The Year of Drought by idrilka (Wangxian, E, 24k)

Wei Ying could not be contained by the walls of the Cloud Recesses, alive again and overflowing with it, bursting like a dam in spring with the force of two lives unspent. And so he had to go. Lan Wangji understands that—he understood it when Wei Ying told him of his plans, looking at Lan Wangji above the rim of his cup with an apologetic smile, like craving freedom was something to apologize for.

Wei Ying would go, and Lan Wangji would see him off; this has always been the only way it could be.

Or: In the absence of Wei Wuxian, Lan Wangji waits.

The previous fic but from Wangji’s perspective. Absolutely required reading if you read the other one. Wangji baby.......i love you.....

A Civil Combpaign by Ariaste (Jin Ling/Lan Sizhui, T, 20k)

“And,” said one of the pompous ministers, “there’s the matter of a marriage to consider as well!”

Jin Ling, who at the beginning of that sentence had expected to slam into the very last wall of his patience and lose his temper entirely, paused. “A what?”

Thing was… it wasn’t such a bad idea.

Jin Ling gets it in his head that as sect leader he should get married and sets his sights on Lan Sizhui. I cannot stress enough how FUCKING CUTE this fic is!!! Sizhui being the best boy! Jin Ling having more uncles than he knows what to do with! Jiang Cheng being the worst at relationship advice! It’s so fucking good it love it so much.

Anyway, Here’s Wuji by kakikaeru (Lan Jingyi/Lan Sizhui, T, 18k)

The melody gets a little clearer when he breaks out of the trees, and Jingyi changes course with certainty, barreling down the back hill and through the Cloud Recesses, dodging scandalized disciples left and right. He throws open the doors to the Receiving Hall without announcement and bows nearly double, eyes on the floor instead of on the shocked faces of the Mei delegation and the impenetrable gaze of the Chief Cultivator.

"Forgive this disciple," Jingyi shouts, because he's going to get punished for rule breaking regardless. "From the back hill, Hanguang-jun, there is a song in the wind!"

Lan Jingyi comes of age.

A Jingyi-central fic about Jingyi growing up and falling in love and being a hero and being the second best boy of my heart right after Sizhui. Not only is this fic sweet and romantic but it’s another one that explores a lot of interesting things within canon and all of the supporting characters are written very well and are just as interesting as second best boy Jingyi.

Ok, JiuJiu by kakikaeru (Jin Ling/Ouyang Zizhen, T, 16k)

Uncle's jaw works in the way that suggests he's about to say something irredeemable. Jin Ling, in a move of diplomacy he hopes the Chief Cultivator appreciates, distracts him with spicy food and his favourite subject: the incompetence of his own officials.

"I hear the lakes in the south east are having drainage problems?" he asks nonchalantly, sticking three big slices of braised pork belly into his Uncle's bowl.

Jin Ling just wants to get through the Discussion Conference with his Sect, his dignity, and his heart intact.

A follow up fic to “Anyways, Here’s Wuji.” I LOVE the Jin Ling/Ouyang Zizhen dynamic of Jin Ling having been raised by Jiang “I keep all my emotions right here and then one day I’ll die” Cheng being hopelessly charmed and smitten with Ouyang “President of the I Love Love Romance Novel Book Club” Zizhen! I LOVE IT! EXTREMELY CUTE!

This Side of Paradise by greenfionn (Wei Wuxian/Wen Qing, E, 3k)

Wei Wuxian does some very quick math in his head that goes something like this: He is pretty sure he’s in love with Lan Zhan - Lan Zhan is not here and likely never will be here - Wen Qing is here, not to mention very hot and let us not forget, actually interested in sex with him - there’s a solid chance he goes genuinely crazy or dies, or both, in the next few months and really, who wants to die a virgin?

Listen.......the fic premise is “Wei Wuxian and Wen Qing, noted bisexuals, figure life sucks enough at the Burial Mounds, they might as well have any fun they can before they die” and........I Am Looking Directly At It. It features Wen Qing bossing Wei Wuxian around and Wei Wuxian’s canon he-wants-to-be-pregnant kink. It’s........I liked it.

To The Act of Making Noise by words-writ-in-starlight (Lan Sizhui & Lan Wangji, G, 19k)

His father in white plays the song late into the night, and when A-Yuan wakes up confused and afraid, the guqin lulls him back to sleep.

Lan Sizhui hears his father play the same song every night for his whole life, and never, ever get an answer.

Another very moving and heartwarming fic about Lan Wangji raising Sizhui and Sizhui figuring out Wangji’s past and then eventually reconnecting with Wei Wuxian. It’s cute and soft and Sizhui is my best boy!

History (Proud To Call Your Own) by words-writ-in-starlight (Wen Ning, G, 5k)

“A-Yuan? Um—Lan-gongzi,” Wen Ning corrects, trying to set a good example. The children are young, seven and eight, exactly a dozen of them lined up in two crisp lines of tiny blue and white robes. Wen Ning can feel them staring at him, even though most of them have already mastered that Lan trick of neutrality. The smallest, a little girl with liquid dark eyes, is clinging to her nearest shijie’s sleeve and half-hiding. “Can I—what can I do for you?”

Wen Ning gets himself recruited for services, while he and Sizhui are visiting Cloud Recesses. Wei Wuxian gets a fan club.

Set in the same universe as “To The Act of Making Noise,” a very cute fic about Wen Ning finding his place in the post-canon world and being proud of his cousin Sizhui and being the world’s best substitute teacher. As the official Wen Ning Fan Club President, I had to include this.

Lan Sizhui's Guide to Courtship by Kimblydot (Lan Sizhui/Lan Jingyi, T, 23k)

In which Jingyi is a little oblivious, Sizhui is patient (and should have said something in the beginning), and everyone else is resigned to watching them dance around each other for far longer than necessary.

(Or: five things Sizhui tries to do in his courtship, and the one time Jingyi realizes there was one happening in the first place.)

I’ll stop describing fics about the juniors as being “cute” when they stop being SO FUCKING CUUUUUUUUUUTTTTTTTEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!

Grow by cafecliche (Lan Sizhui & Wei Wuxian, T, 14k)

“Okay,” Jingyi says, as Sizhui puzzles this out aloud. “Okay! So the demon has been turning its victims into children.”

“I think so,” Sizhui says.

“To make them easier prey,” Jingyi says.

“Yes,” Sizhui says.

“So—” Jingyi’s voice cracks here, “this kid is Senior Wei.”

Wei Wuxian, still tangled in his own massive robes, blinks politely at them.

(Or: Wei Wuxian is cursed on a night-hunt, and the junior quartet rapidly finds themselves in over their heads.)

What I expected to be a goofy, silly fic turned out to be extremely emotional and made me FULLY CRY! It’s a very moving fic about Sizhui coming to understand himself and Wei Wuxian a lot better AND features all of the juniors arguing over who’s turn it is to hold 6 year old Wei Wuxian. A true win/win of a fic.

Your Name, Safe In Their Mouth by astrolesbian (Lan Sizhui & Wei Wuxian, G, 10k)

“You’ve got a fever,” Wei Wuxian says soothingly. “You just keep still as well as you can. We’ll have you fixed up soon.”

Lan Sizhui recognizes his tone—this is the voice that Wei Wuxian uses on hurt people and young children, a very calm and no-nonsense voice that has none of the mischief and cheer of the way he sounds the rest of the time. Lan Sizhui looks up and meets his eyes, and they are dark, stormy gray, muddled and concerned.

“I’m all right,” he croaks.

“Hush,” Wei Wuxian says, in a low croon, like someone quieting a baby. Then he blinks, and looks away, awkward. “I mean—you shouldn’t speak. You’re tired. Rest if you need to.”

or: lan sizhui gets sick on a night hunt. wei wuxian comforts him. they both have a lot of feelings about it.

The Wei Wuxian and Sizhui bonding fic that I so desperately desperately needed to read. Scratched the very particular itch of “but have they REALLY talked about what it means that they’re reunited after 16 years???”

Stainless by Fahye (Wangxian, E, 6k)

"I'm starting to feel," says Lan Xichen, "that this was a counterproductive suggestion."

Wei Wuxian looks down onto the pristine, tranquil cold springs of the Cloud Recesses. Sitting in the water, their bare shoulders rising like dumplings carefully spaced in a steaming-basket, are a large number of Lan disciples.

"They seem to be doing better," he says, encouragingly. "If they--oh, no, I see what you mean."

At the near bank, someone has pressed someone else against the rocks and is kissing them frantically.

It’s smut! What is getting into a new pairing if not an excuse to read sex pollen in new and exciting ways!

Sweet Night by thejillyfish (Wangxian, E, 10k)

It was like coming back to life again, like being restitched into existence, cell by cell, nerve by nerve. From the surface of his skin to the marrow of his bones, everything new and purposeful. Like being pulled back from oblivion into an embrace of pure light. A feeling of absolute asylum.

That’s what it felt like, to realize Lan Wangji was in love with him.

In-show au of “what if they just admitted they’re in love and fucked during episode 43?” Soft and romantic and hot!

Shadows In The Sun Rise by Yuu_chi (Wangxian, E, 25k)

“Wei Ying,” Lan Wangji says, voice slow and a pitch too quiet. A second later Wei Wuxian understands why. “I cannot hear.”

Or; Lan Wangji is cursed into internal isolation. Their ability to understand one another remains as unwavering as ever.

OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD. I have been thinking about this fic nonstop since I read it. It is.....fucking incredible. One of the best qualities of wangxian is that they’re so in tune with each other and able to work so cohesively with little communication and this fic is like “what if we take that and DIAL IT UP TO ELEVEN” and i was like AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!! 

WHEW OKAY that’s enough for right now!

I’m constantly reading new fics all the time so maybe eventually I’ll make a second one if Chi actually reads/likes any of these (they’re picky!), or if anyone else likes this list and wants updates.

TO CHI: Thank you for getting me into The Untamed! I love you! I had the best time texting you every thought that passed through my head while I watched it. I’ve loved all of the content you’ve sent me from the book and the comic. I’ve loved making fun of Yibo with you. I’ve loved being your fic taste tester. Life sucks right now but at least we have wangxian!

TO EVERYONE ELSE: If you read any of these fics please come to my DMs and talk to me about them! I have a lot of feelings and love to cry over fics! Thank you!

[wildwestcoaster]

Answer every question ending in a 1 or 5. You asked for it haha

Hahaha okay, okay...that’s fair!

1: 6 of the songs you listen to most?

According to Spotify: “Cover Me Up” by Morgan Wallen, “Almost Maybes” by Jordan Davis, “Immanuel” by Tony Anderson, “Leaving New Orleans” by Jordan Davis, and “More Than My Hometown” by Morgan Wallen.

5. What does your last text message from someone say?

“I’ll let you know after the movie so I can give it my full attention.”

11. Do you have any strange phobias?

Not really any strange ones. Though my fear of escalators comes from an actual experience, not just a regular phobia. When I was little, I was at the mall with my father and my shoelace got stuck in the step. I panicked to the point where I couldn’t speak. He pretended to not notice until we got to the top when he quickly reached down and ripped out my shoelace right before it was too late. Nice guy.

Oh, I also have a legitimate phobia of elevators. I got stuck in one in Madrid. The doors on the hallway side closed, but the doors on the inside would partially close and then slam back open. I banged on the door and a friend of mine heard me, then went to get help. The guy at the front desk brought the key to open the doors, but the key wouldn’t work...so he got a crowbar to open them. All I could think of what the opening scene of Speed.

15. Do you prefer to be behind the camera or in front of it?

I love being behind the camera, but I think I’m behind it so often that people just assume that’s where I want to be. I have very few candid photos of myself and I wish I had more.

21. Who is your celebrity crush?

Chris Evans. Is that not clear from my posts...? 😅

25. Do you prefer talking on the phone or video chatting online?

Definitely talking on the phone, though I’m not even a fan of that lol. Video chats make me nervous. Plus, with teaching online, I’m D.O.N.E. with video chatting.

31. Smell the air. What do you smell?

Blackened chicken fettuccini, a balsam cedar candle, and clean laundry.

35. To you, what is the meaning of life?

Doing the most I can to help others while keeping myself happy and healthy. Currently, I’m doing the “helping others” bit by teaching, but I’m working on the “happy and healthy” part. 

41. What was the last book you read?

The Maze Runner by James Dashner

45. What’s the worst injury you’ve ever had?

Probably a torn meniscus. My injuries have been pretty minimal. 

51. Do you tend to hold grudges against people who have done you wrong?

Unfortunately, yes. It is a habit I am trying to break.

55. Love or lust?

I’ve never been in it, but definitely love. 

61. Are you wearing socks right now?

I am! Long, wool socks. 

65. Give me your top 5 favourite blogs on Tumblr?

You WOULD ask this question. I’ll go by percentages on Tumblr crush: @tattoovonbeardy (shocker 😋), @madoddthings, @pillowfortsarerad, @racethethunder, @nerd-poppins 

71. You are walking down the street on your way to work. There is a dog drowning in the canal on the side of the street. Your boss has told you if you are late one more time you get fired. What do you do?

Definitely save the dog. Some might say it’s “just a dog,” but I would never be able to live with myself if the dog drowned. Never. 

75. What are the last four digits in your cell phone number?

I’ll give them to you, but not in order: 9406

81. What would you want to be written on your tombstone?

I think writing an epitaph is one of the most difficult things, but I’d want mine to be something simple. Either a short quote or something like “Daughter, friend, teacher (maybe wife, mother)”. 🤷🏼‍♀️

85. What’s the last song you listened to?

The John Williams version of “Carol of the Bells”. You know, the one from Home Alone. 

91. You accidentally eat some radioactive vegetables. They were good, and what’s even cooler is that they endow you with the superpower of your choice! What is that power?

TELEPORTATION!

95. You just got a free plane ticket to anywhere. You have to depart right now. Where are you gonna go?

Ireland. No question.

Thanks for the ask!

[deathleadsarc]

@seaprofound​ sent:  🔥 roleplaying a lady muse on tumblr, in general + roleplaying a canon lady vs. a lady oc

Send me a “ 🔥 “ for an unpopular opinion.

    OH LORD let’s see, I’ve had two female oc’s and two female canons that lasted a long while - Winry and Bluma, and Sally ( a fandomless/Greek demigod ) and Chrissy here. Winry and Bluma were poppin. Everybody loves Winry. She’s best girl, top tier female protag, and Bulma is well, BULMA, badass scientist, snatched up Vegeta as a husband and is just all in all one of the most recognizable female characters in all of manga. So those two blogs had a lot of interest, a lot of interactions, it was super hard to keep up with all the threads and requests and of course I had all the canon content to sift through and make headcanons from ( Winry especially, I loved writing her ).

Then, there comes my female oc’s. Sally was a very old DC themed oc back when young justice was still airing! So that fandom was alive and very OC friendly ( super easy to make an oc for that world too, Sally was a Human, non-meta superhero photographer and?? i loved her haha ANYWAY ) Sally was accepted pretty well by most yj-themed blogs, but outside of those? Not many people showed interest in her. It wasn’t until I switched from a yj only blog to a Greek-myth blog that I started getting more interactions.

As for Chrissy, only the people in the fma-rpc ever stuck around her ( at least, back then when I started ). But I will say I find it difficult to actually try following people first that I didn’t know before I left. I don’t like the idea of people seeing my Villain and thinking she’s going to just be automatically overpowered or super sexual or just after your Muse or a ship - Even now, I don’t really get followed first and I never have, not like when I’ve written for my canon muses. 

On one hand I understand that the ones I wrote are very popular so they’re going to get followed faster and shown much more interest than an oc you have to read up on to KNOW, but on the other hand I always feel like I’m doing something wrong when I got a few weeks without anyone following haha

[queerfictionwriter]

b4, b5, and d2 please

Hi lovely! 

B4: Who is your current fave author? What is their best story?

Current fave is 100% @bunnywest, because she writes stuff that I come back to again and again. If things are hard or bad for some reason, I can find a Bunny fic (or ten) that’ll help me feel better. But I have no idea how to try and pick a “best of the bunch” from her--is it the Feels Like Home ‘verse??? The Thighs ‘verse???? Suits??? On Edge??? Please don’t make me choose! :P

B5: What story have you read more than any other? How many times?

Oh gosh. I have no idea???? I’m a re-reader, and I also follow WIPs sometimes, so I can’t even use AO3′s history tab to check. Because I’m a re-reader, there’s a good chance the answer to that is “something of Bunny’s”. But some other potential candidates: 

@wordsformurder‘s Naughty Hookers (Swathed in Wool) series 

@hotpinklizard‘s Stetopher, girl Stiles kidfic Call Me Mary Poppins 

Whispering_Sumire’s (is anyone knows their Tumblr handle, lemme know and I will tag them) time-travel fix-it Flying With Flaws 

D2: Who/where did you get your last fic rec from?

I think the last fic rec I got was from a post by @stetervault, when they were asked about Bad Dad Sheriff fics. 

[look-at-the-soul]

Hello! It's gossip girl🥰 Ok so idk if you'll see this but I can't send stuff to your other side blog idk why tumblr is weird. And I guess first off yes! I did see that this account got put in jail and boo tumblr!!😭😭 Hopefully it will get fixed soon!! It seems like it's doing that kind of stuff a lot more recently!! 😭

Family time was fun!! I was traveling back all of yesterday and I love flying but it's also stressful 😂😂 But I had a great time with my family! I loved getting to see my sister I'm still not super use to being away from her!

Also I'm glad my rambling doesn't bother you😂 sometimes I feel like I get off track a lot😂 But yes I'm also glad there are no limitations on word count! It took me a bit to figure out that feature (it can be finicky when I'm using it online) it means I can leave detailed stuff😂

And yes! Posting something only to realize some words are wrong a few hours letter is the worst😭 I'll defiantly have to look up that wpswriter too! It sounds good! I think I've tried using the unsaved document recovery thing on Word a few times but my problem comes with not saving it enough to make the save useful😂 I need to save like every other paragraph instead of every few of them😂

AND OMG PUPPYSITTING!!! That sounds so fun🥰🥰🥰 I hope that's going well!! Also I hope your brother has fun at the F1! I've heard those are super cool!!!

and lol😂 my weather has been pretty similarish. I'll go to my first class in a sweatshirt and still be cold and then by my third class it's like 20 degrees hotter and humid😂😂

❤️❤️

Hey GG!

I can see the messages on my original blog (there are other things I can’t do), I think it was around Oct 19, weird thing is most of the blogs are released a couple of days - or a week later, but not in my case… so I hope you get to see this.

Are you having a good Sunday? I hope so!

I’m so happy to hear that, family time is always a good time 🙂 aww that’s cute! She must be a good sister then, I just stole borrowed a necklace I gave my mum for her birthday, and I’m just glad I don’t have to share it with any sisters 🤷🏻‍♀️🙊 haha (don’t worry my mum will get it back).

Not at all!!! But I feel bad I don’t get to reply you sooner. But you never could never bother me, you’re always welcome here. Good thing ey? At least tumblr won’t limit us on asks 🙃🙃 it would be a nightmare (don’t give them any more ideas)

Apart from being the worst, I feel bad for writing things that just don’t makes sense, but autocorrect has its own mind 😂 oh no!! Have you lost loads of work then?? 🤯 please do! Every paragraph is super valuable and important! 🤗

Thanks 😊 he’s a sweet little thing, I’m taking him for a walk later. It is!

There’s a local saying here that says, you have to be ready for any kind of weather during the day, so bring a Mary Poppins bag with you 😂 how is college going?

Lots of love your way!

[lesdsandoval97]

Hey! So I decided to man up and finally write my first fan fiction. I always love to read fan fictions on Tumblr, Deviant art, & Wattpad. I read a lot of the Haikyuuxreader fan fics. People are so creative & I became inspired.

Please do not judge, I wrote this today at 4 in the morning & it may not be perfect. It is a bit long and cheesy.

By the way, when you get the chance, this story is also on my wattpad. I do plan to continue more fan fictions!

Hopefully you guys enjoy! 💕

*Suga & yourself are married in this story* ❤️

Sorry if this isn't the best, this is my first fanfic story I have ever written. I love Suga by the way! Haha. I am also writing this at 4 a.m. I all of a sudden woke up & decided to write! LOL.

Suga and yourself had made plans with your friends to go to a Halloween party hosted by Mr. Okiawa himself. Suga seemed to be excited when you both got the invitation. You remember him coming home from work and him showing you the message from Oikawa. He was so excited that it made you want to hug him so hard and give him thousands of kisses because he looked so darn adorable. That same night, you both stayed up looking up ideas for Halloween costumes.

"Y/N, what should we dress up as for Halloween? Should we buy couple costumes, or will you like to dress up as something specific?" Suga said while staring at his laptop. You responded with, "Honey, it's kind of late and we both have work tomorrow morning. Why not just come to bed and we can talk about the costumes tomorrow?" With your response, you saw Suga's little gleaming eyes a little dull. With that look, you felt bad and ended up staying up with him looking up costumes. You guys were looking at so many that you guys didn't know what to dress up as. You both did not go to sleep till 1 a.m. that night.

The next day, you both woke up with little eye bags under your eyes. You were dead tired but Suga had made coffee for you to give you some energy. He apologized to you for making you stay up late and especially for not being able to choose a costume. You told him, "Babe, don't stress out, we still have another 3 weeks to choose. Plus why won't we just go to the a costume store and try costumes on? It can be a little date for you and I. We can go grab something to eat while we look for costumes?" Suga loved your idea and you both agreed on going Friday afternoon since you both were out early that day.

*Time skip to Friday*

Suga was waiting for you to get back home. He was out earlier than expected. When you finally arrived home, it was 3 in the afternoon. He was so excited to go, you ended up going as is in your work clothes. He kept telling you that you looked gorgeous as always. You guys first went to go grab some burgers and fries at a burger joint because he knew you will be hungry. Then you guys went to the costume store. There, you guys ran into Hinata, Kenma, Yamaguchi, & Kageyama. The six of you were talking for a little bit before resuming to finding a costume. You asked the boys what they will be dressing up as so you and Suga can get an idea.

Hinata decided to dress up as a carrot, Kageyama, with the help of Hinata, is dressing up as a vampire. Kenma is dressing up as a character from Among us, & Yams was dressing up as a butler. You thought their costumes were the cutest. The boys ended up leaving & now it was time for you & Suga look for your costumes. You were walking around & saw a PB & J costume. You called Suga & asked if you guys can try them on. He was a bit iffy, but saw your excitement & agreed. You both got out of the dressing rooms & looked into the mirror. You began bursting in tears of laughter on how funny but adorable you two looked. Suga was not a fan, but he did ask if you wanted the costume. "Y/N, if you like this costume then let's buy them." You responded with, "Suga, that look in your face is telling me you don't like this costume. Let's look for another one." You gave him a smile, and asked him to at least take a mirror picture in them.

You guys resumed & tried on another 3 costumes. You guys tried on shark costumes, pig costumes, & Pokémon costumes. Suga was Ash & you dressed up as Pikachu. He was not a fan of any but you at least got mirror selfie's. You asked him, "Suga, so is there any idea of a certain costume you like?" You were beginning to become annoyed but tried your best not to bring the mood down. He said, "I really like classic costumes. Maybe like something in the 20's or 50's. Or a costume of a classic movie like Mary Poppins or the Wizard of Oz." From there, your brain clicked and you guys went to look for 20's costumes. All the costumes there at the store seemed in cheap quality & were a bit pricey. So you guys grabbed some accessories like, gloves for you, a cute black laced with black jewels head piece, a hat for him, fake cigs, & some other stuff.

From there, you guys left to a thrift store & bought a dress for you. You told him if you can call Asahi if he can fix up some costumes for you two. (You know, since Asahi is a fashion designer after all. LOL) He agreed & you guys waited for Asahi to show up to the thrift store. Asahi liked the dress you got & had instantly thought of an idea. For Suga, you guys went to another store, bought a white dress shirt, a black vest, & a burgundy & black suit. He also bought a black bow tie & vintage dress shoes. Thanks to Asahi for coming along, you guys finally had your outfits ready!

*Time skip to a week & a half later"

Asahi took about a week & a half to get your dress ready. He ended up taking the dress to your house. Suga offered to pay but he insisted not to pay him. Instead, he asked if you can make him some of your delicious rice balls, & you agreed. Asahi had both of you try on your costumes. When you guys did, Suga was so happy, you couldn't help but smile at his excitement. Asahi said, "you two look so nice! You guys will have eyes all over you."

*Time skip to the day of Halloween party*

"Y/N, are you ready?! It's almost time to go!!" Suga yelled from downstairs. You were rushing to finish up your makeup. Suga was very patient with you, but when the man had somewhere to go, he liked to be a little punctual. Plus, you knew how excited he was. You giggled and responded with, "Yes Suga, I just need to put on my lashes, my necklace, heels, & perfume." When he heard you say that, he rushed upstairs and says, "let me help you." You put on your lashes and he helped you put on your necklace. He looks at you from the mirror and goes, "you're very beautiful Mrs. Sugawara." You couldn't help but blush. He then gave you a sweet but soft kiss on your neck. He helped you put on your heels, you helped him put on his bow tie then you guys took a couple selfies & mirrored selfies.

Suga went to get the car ready while you packed your necessities in your purse. You had a cute burgundy with gold clutch for your costume but also you packed a regular sized purse with necessities just in case. Before you stepped out the house, he asked if you had everything ready. You smiled and nodded and he opened the car door for you.

You guys finally arrive to Oikawa's house. You guys saw about 30 cars parked outside. You mentioned to Suga, "man, Oikawa is super popular." Suga parked a little far from Oikawa's house. He was a little bummed because you guys arrived about an hour & a half late. He wanted to get good parking so you wouldn't have to walk far. He opened the door for you & he held your hand as you guys walked to the Halloween party. As you guys walked in, Oikawa greeted you both with hugs, & told you two how amazing you looked. He had a photographer at the door. You guys posed & the photographer gave your guys a copy of the picture in a Polaroid.

Suga & yourself were complimented almost the whole night. You guys ate, had a couple of drinks, (well mainly you because Suga was your D.D.), & you guys danced your butts off. You guys also ended up winning, "Best Halloween costume" and won a cute trophy & a $50 gift card for a famous restaurant.

Once you guys got home, Suga helped you take off your makeup, your outfit, & slipped you into your nightgown. Suga put the trophy & couple Polaroids you guys had on your nightstand. He Princess carried you into bed, & laid down next to you holding you close. He said, "Thank you beautiful for a fun night. You really looked amazing. Sorry I was a bit difficult when we were costume shopping. I still can't believe we won the contest! I love you, Ms. Sugawara." He then gave you a kiss on the forehead & fell asleep holding you.

[sanders-sides-fics]

physics and why are you in my room

Here’s my fic from @spookyson-zine!

Warnings: Anxiety, Food Mentions, Eating, Possible Disordered Eating Related to Anxiety, Poor Coping Mechanisms

AO3

Masterlist

Words: ~1500

-Tumblr where’s my line break?-

To say that college was exactly what Virgil expected would be correct. Here he was, halfway through his second year and unable to make a single friend. He knew it was partially his fault. Virgil didn’t make many attempts to befriend anyone.

Most of the time his anxiety drove him to stay in his dorm or to seek refuge in one of the quieter sections of campus. The ones no one else went to.

He couldn’t stand to eat in front of others, with his mind screaming at him that people were staring every time he took a bite. So, he sat in the back, far from anyone else. Even then, his brain created wisps of people, watching, staring, judging.

The quietest, emptiest parts of the library weren’t safe for him. Every move, every turn of a page, was too loud. He was loud. Noisy. A nuisance to anyone attempting to get work done. He always fled within an hour of arriving, driven away by his paranoia.

His room was hardly a safe place, but it was the best he would get. His loud roommate, who never seemed to sleep or cease his renditions of Broadway and Disney, made sure of it. At first, Virgil tried to befriend him, but the singer was too much for him.

Virgil sighed as he approached his dorm. Classes were in full session and the never-ending work weighed down on him. He wanted nothing more than to collapse on his bed and sleep the semester away. Not that he could. Virgil worked too hard to get into college to allow himself to give up.

There was so much work to do, but maybe, Roman would take a hint and be quiet today.

Approaching their shared room, Virgil could hear no music. No Hamilton, no Mary Poppins, no Moana. Just silence. Roman was at a party? There was no other explanation. It was Friday night, so it made sense.

Virgil put his key in the door and let himself in. He glanced around the room and spotted his roommate, asleep on his beanbag chair. To this day, Virgil had no idea how Roman hid the large chair when the RAs did their random safety inspections. As long as Roman didn’t get caught and blame it on him, Virgil supposed it didn’t matter.

Seeing Roman asleep didn’t surprise him, he knew Roman had to sleep at some point. No, what surprised him were the two other men on the beanbag chair. One snuggled into Roman, asleep and the remaining sat on Roman’s other side, reading a physics book.

The man looked up to Virgil and, taking note of where he was, shut the textbook. He fixed his tie and sat up straighter on the beanbag.

“Salutations. I’m Logan Nox, Roman’s friend.”

“Virgil.”

Virgil stepped around the beanbag that took up much of the floor of their room and set his backpack on his desk. He could feel Logan’s eyes trained on him. He shuddered and did his best to ignore it. It was hard to, but soon enough Virgil sat down in his desk chair and pulled out his books.

“You take Physics 119?” Logan asked. “I do as well, though, I’ve never seen you before.”

“I, uh, sit in the back,” Virgil turned in his seat to face him.

“Perhaps you could join me, next class, I sit in the front row.”

Virgil doubted the professor would appreciate Virgil scrolling through his phone while he sat in the front. At least in the back, Virgil wasn’t a distraction to other students. If he sat in the front . . . everyone would be able to see him.

“It is understandable if you don’t wish to,” Logan told him.

“I’ll . . . get back to you on it.”

Virgil couldn’t think of a valid reason to turn it down, besides his fear, and that wasn’t something he wanted to share with one of Roman’s friends. If he could just avoid Logan in the lecture, things would be easier.

Logan nodded his head, “Of course. I didn’t mean to impose.”

Beside Logan, Roman shifted in his sleep and slung an arm around Logan. He mumbled about a dragon and a witch before pulling Logan closer and settling back down. Logan let out an amused huff of air.

Virgil turned back around and began to work.

“Looooo, don’t let the Dragon Witch get you,” Roman whined in his sleep.

Logan laughed quietly, “She won’t, Roman. Sleep.”

Roman hummed and shifted on the beanbag, making the third man let out a quiet huff as he readjusted in his spot.

~

On Monday, Virgil managed to avoid Logan in their physics lecture. It wasn’t hard. Virgil almost always came a minute before the lecture started and most seats were taken by then. He took a seat in the back, the most-empty section. If Virgil had wanted to sit with Logan, he wouldn’t have anyways. There was no way he’d draw attention to himself by walking all the way to the front of the lecture hall.

Trying to pay attention, Virgil put his phone facing down on his lap. The “desk” on the seat wasn’t big enough and Virgil already had a hard time writing on it, since he was left-handed. It didn’t take long for the lecture to start and for him to slowly grab his phone and begin scroll through Tumblr.

So much for paying attention.

The lecture went by fast. Virgil mindlessly wrote down the notes while he played on his phone. At the end of class, he shoved his notebook into his bag. Physics felt like a waste of an hour, given that he sucked at math and it had nothing to do with his major.

At least the lecture let out in time for him to eat lunch before the rush. He’d memorized the times the dining halls were busiest and if he left now, he’d be able to eat and leave before the lunch rush started. He hated eating while the dining halls were busy and specifically structured his schedule around the times he knew they wouldn’t be.

“Virgil!”

Virgil tensed at the call of his name and stopped putting on his backpack. He looked up to see Logan walking swiftly from the front of the lecture hall. Virgil debated running but decided against it. It wouldn’t do much when Logan was friends with his roommate. Running would only intensify the confrontation when it inevitably happened.

He set his backpack back down and waited for Logan to get to him. It didn’t take long.

“Hi, I, uh, came late.”

“There is no reason to lie, Virgil. However, I wanted to extend an offer to eat lunch with Roman, Patton, and I. We normally eat now, when I get out from this lecture.”

Virgil bit his lip. He wasn’t sure why Logan would make the offer after acknowledging Virgil’s refusal of his last one.

“Roman relayed a desire to know you better. And Patton’s . . . Patton.”

Virgil’s eyes widened in surprise. He hadn’t thought his roommate cared much for him at all. In their brief talks, Roman overwhelmed him and Virgil pushed him away. And after a while, Roman stopped trying to have those talks, choosing to focus on the two other friends he met.

Should he go? Virgil wasn’t sure. He managed to get through the last semester awkwardly slipping in and out of his shared room but had another entire semester before him. Attempting a friendship with Roman and his friends could improve the situation, make him for once comfortable in his own room.

But it could make Virgil’s life much worse. Rather than ignoring Virgil, or the occasional greeting from Roman, their interactions could turn to hatred. Roman had the power to make Virgil’s existence a nightmare if things turned sour.

Virgil knew he had no reason to worry about that. Roman never purposefully tried to hurt him, even if his constant noise was overwhelming. Not that the knowledge stopped his mind from running in circles, weaving together scenarios in which Roman did try.

Although, if Virgil never tried, neither outcome from attempting to befriend Roman again would matter. And Virgil would slip into his junior year, unnoticed, friendless, just as he had this year.

“I-I’ll come,” Virgil blurted out before he could talk himself out of it. “Let’s go before I change my mind.”

“Are you uncomfortable going? There’s no need to agree, if it causes distress.”

“It’s fine. I was going there anyway, Logan.”

~

Virgil shifted in his seat, anxious thoughts coiling his stomach too much for him to eat. The familiar fear of judgment breathed down his neck, only now the people around weren’t made up.

He picked at his salad and glanced around the table. Virgil was sure he’d catch some hint of disgust, something that showed he messed up or was unwanted. Yet, there was none.

Across from Virgil, Roman was animatedly telling Patton a story, waving a fork around in the air to mimic a sword. Patton listened attentively, eating a breadstick from the dining hall’s pizzeria. Logan looked on fondly from behind the book he was pretending to read.

No disgust.

Virgil took a breath and allowed himself to relax the slightest. He stabbed a tomato with his fork and brought it to his mouth as his appetite started to return. Maybe he could do this after all. If anyone noticed him begin to eat, they didn’t say so.

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[jivonshee]

What inspired you to start making threads? I was here for your storytime threads before the conspiracy ones and your story telling ability with those and the conspiracies were unbeatable. The people who make threads nowadays seem to put no effort into it, no humor or excitement. I genuinely miss your threads so much :(

:’) thank u for putting up w my annoying ass this long honestly. I started making the story threads first in mid 2016 mostly just for my internet friends and the small amount of followers I had, and everyone really enjoyed them! most of the stories were humorous in the way that I told them but in the moment when they actually happened I was actually in the midst of dealing with emotional trauma and ptsd from being abused and manipulated by the people around me, but telling my stories online even knowing that only a couple people would read and enjoy and interact really helped me deal with a lot of the trauma surrounding them? if that makes sense, and there’s honestly nothing on earth I miss more than having that small outlet to express my feelings about things that have happened to me and being able to turn the sadness and anger into a funny enjoyable story. when I started, it was around the time of Zola’s famous story time thread and that inspired me A LOT because I was like holy fuck... this shit she went thru was so messed up but the way she told it was so entertaining.. I always thought she was such a brave woman to share a chaotic story like that and be unapologetically herself for thousands of people to see/read, and of course 2016 was nicolemilfies prime (rest in peace 🦋) and I loved her and her pop culture threads, and I always admired the way she drew people in when making them, that’s what I wanted to emulate, I wanted to be able to tell stories, whether it be the ones about my insane personal life or the conspiracy ones, even the “educational” ones in a way that would intrigue and excite the reader. I thought that anyone could really do that, and no shade to anybody, but a lot of the new thread accounts seem robotic. it’s not something you could sit down and read the passion in the writer’s words, and passion/interest cannot be faked no matter how hard you try and you can tell that in the threads I’ve made on the notgivenchyass account. my heart wasn’t in it, and you can clearly see that. I made the threads to help out a friend, but I didn’t really want to and they are honestly so embarrassing to me. about the end of 2017 is when I started losing the spark for writing, as my home life got worse and worse. I want that spark back so badly, and I know my followers want it to but it’s not something I can fake, or anyone for that matter. I don’t know if I’m meant to make threads anymore, I just know if an idea ever comes along that I can get truly passionate about I will take another shot at it. Idk I’m just rambling at this point but my tumblr isn’t poppin so I have room to ramble. I have plans for my old threads that’s in the works, but as for new threads I just don’t know how to spark my own interest and if I’m not putting my all into a thread, I dont want to do it. I don’t wanna be just another thread account, because I wasn’t and I’m not. but in conclusion, I see what you mean angel. thread accounts and threads themselves don’t hit like they used to, it’s all repeats of eachother and there’s no heart into it. I wish I could be the heart in it like I once was, but times have changed, situations have changed, I’ve changed so much and I’m grown now. I honestly don’t know if I have it in me anymore. but I never say never, so there could be threads from me in the future, you never know. just thank you endlessly for supporting me this long. I’ve met so many beautiful, wonderful people through twitter that I could never imagine my life without now, and it’s all thanks to people like you who have supported my dumb ass from day one. anyway this is ugly and rant-y I will shut up now but I just wanted to express everything that’s going on in my head <3