#uhhh i forgot my tagging system sorry guys

[keykite]

do you have any archived info about rtcd? like any info about the characters, art done, potential plot ect?

hey anon! at this moment i dont (sadly i didnt get around to archiving all of the spotify playlists before they were taken down) but i do remember some info. the main character (i dont remember his name) was a lesbian that used he/him and cat/catself i believe ... and kitsune's ex was going to be an antagonist? the one who took advantage of them prior to wtcd i believe. there was a genderfae character and a hijabi who needed hearing aids/was deaf i believe. also i think ntombi's sibling wouldve been in it. i do believe ... actually. hang on. we do have a cast list and at one point we HAD icons ..... ahhhhgh. okay i'm gonna draft this for now and come back after i do some digging..

okay! im back from my adventure! i found the spotify playlists.

and let me copy out the cast list for you, anon. incase you missed it;

delilah zielinski, ultimate librarian, genderfae, she/they

sekai ndlovu, ultimate racecar driver, she/her, aromantic

farah ali, ultimate mini golfer, she/her, lesbian

rin takeda, ultimate game show host, he/zi/they, (presumably) mlm, kitsune's ex

anne-marie viverette, ultimate arsonist, he/cat, lesbian(? if my memory serves), would have been the protagonist

amari adeyemi, ultimate ornithologist, they/them, aromantic (and presumably under the nonbinary umbrella), ntombi's sibling

anah elbaum, ultimate paranormal investigator, she/fae/they, lesbian

garmal ahmad, ultimate lifeguard, he/him, bisexual

katsumi fukei, ultimate performer, she/her, (presumably) wlw

akemi masashi, ultimate prince, he/him (no recorded image of his design or flags)

hayato fujioka, ultimate barista, he/they/fae (no recorded images of their design or flags)

sumiko takahashi, ultimate sailor, he/him (no recorded images of his design or flags)

meiko kutsuki, ultimate poet, they/them (no recorded images of their design or flags)

yuko kamiya, ultimate exorcist, he/it (no recorded images of its design or flags, but it had a playlist at one point)

yoichi sasaki, ultimate escape artist, any except for she/her (no recorded images of xeir design or flags)

aiko hamasaki, ultimate matchmaker, he/him (no recorded images of his design or flags)

also one plot point i totally forgot that was teased, but i was VERY upset about for a good while - angel (main character) and katsumi (akihiro's girlfriend) were implied to be a ship that was going to be canon in wtcd2. for obvious reasons .... this really isnt a good thing. i'm just gonna let my past self explain this one -

sorry this answer got a bit long anon!

[atomicc]

Typically these days when I tag my art it's explicitly for my own use, as a feeble attempt to be able to find it later if I look for it right? And like so I typically use basic major tags and like it's like. Sorry freddy fans who are tired of daycare attendant au bullshit I'm well aware of that and I have recently become aware they have their own tag but umm literally a cornerstone of our system so it's not aus in the fandom way it's aus in the other way where I wake up and a version of myself is there but he's slightly different this time and is like yeah can we draw and post art it would be fun just be thankful it's not you dealing with this ok there's like the prime one sun prime the king of them all but there's also the plane one and the frat boy one he's an eclipse tho there's another eclipse I think that one might have gone somewhere unsure uh the angel one who sometimes merges with the fursuit one and the dream one there's also the one who might have become a thrill ride which has a mania and depression self but anyways there's the broken down one and there's trust who is the wolf one but he's a moon there's the pooltoy one who is almost identical in personality to the prime version but we aren't the same guy (kill me) there's uhhh the big eclipse there's source who is the sun of trusts canon there is probably like 5 or 10 more that I'm not even aware of because I don't care like also I was originally my own guy, then got fused together into a different guy, who wasn't a daycare attendant just some other guy, but them when she broke apart I became a guy again on my own but when it reformed I didn't join back in? And now I'm sticky but they aren't. Do you understand. It sucks. The carnival one too? I forgot?

[antiticketmaster]

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DID YOU LIKE MY COUNTDOWN!? That was fun! I had fun. That was actually more fun than I thought it would be! There were too many good posts to name. It was very fun reading all your comments and theories.  Though side note: animal anon has no problem with people joining her BUT it must be animals and it must not mess with my countdown. No statues! Animal anon does animals, not statues. Side side note: can someone settle the debate of if that emoji is a hedgehog or a porcupine? Because I have no idea. Side note side note side note: sorry if you got multiple asks in a day...my system isn't perfected yet so sometimes I send two (or three) because I forgot I sent one and didn't want to accidently miss anyone (also sorry if i did miss you, still perfecting the system, no one has been animal anon blacklisted, i promise!)

Anyway, GUESS WHAT TODAY IS!!! 🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉 It's been one year since I started animal anon! How exciting is that?! Phew, what a year we've had together! I mean what better way to start this second year than some chaos since that's how animal anon started to begin with! I will admit, it was slightly stressful coming up with something to meet the occasion of this event. I hope the countdown and this post live up to it. No, I'm not going to reveal myself just yet.. maybe that will be for year 2...😏😏. BUT I will give you some fun facts about me! So let's see; first, I'm from the Midwest (so not Canadian, but close so I do have a slight accent), but I currently live in the TriState area. Second, I am a MASSIVE theater nerd. No, seriously I have been to 21 shows since Broadway reopened in September and I'm actually going to my 22nd tonight. I don't know if this makes that fact better or worse, but I've really only been to about 12 different show because out of those 22, 10 of those are one specific show. Third, I am fluent in German and English. Though, I suck at writing in German, I never learned how to, so don't ask me to do that please. Fourth, my favorite color is red, so you can guess my favorite Taylor album (and coincidently also the show I've been to see 10 times on Broadway...). Fifth, I love to talk A LOT if you couldn't tell by the essays I send yall. And lastly, I can also confirm I am not Taylor...but I will say that I do share something very important with her... tell me your guesses down below as to what very important thing you think Taylor and I have in common, and I'll send some extra animals to whomever I see gets it right first!

So contuining on with my dissertation here, this week I have been trying to figure out a prompt to live up to this occasion. As I already mentioned, my system isn't perfect! And I've been thinking a lot about community lately and how that's been lacking for so many because of Covid. So what I want yall to do is if you get this dissertation of mine, please send a message, post, anon, whatever you want to at least 1 other blog (though you can do more), telling them something you like about them and giving them an animal emoji! That way we can keep spreading the love all day long to as many as possible! 🥰

As always, you are all brilliant, kind, worthy, beautiful and as this past week has shown, hilarious and unique human beings. No seriously, some of your posts had me kneeling over in laughter. If you would so like, you can tag #animalanon so I and everyone can read all your lovely posts! IM STARTING EARLY TODAY SO WE CAN PARTY ALL DAY LONG BECAUSE I LOVE YALL SO MUCH 🎊 🦥🦁🐯

IT’S BEEN A YEAR WHATTTTTT

Congratulations!!!! Don’t go away, thank you for your service🫡

Also I looked it up and it says a hedgehog for this little guy 🦔

I’m glad you were able to see that many shows!

A common important thing with Taylor🤔…uhhh… I’m guessing you guys met??

[bookpersonmaryj]

RULES: Post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Send me an ask with the title that most intrigues you and I’ll post a little snippet of it or tell you something about it! And then tag more people.

So, it's been a bit since I got tagged but first I wasn't able to access my laptop and then I kinda forgot, but now I'm here!

I got tagged by @you-have-to-use-your-imagination, thanks!

Fair warning: I have a lot of wips. And I'm only restricting this to my DW wips because it would get too crowded otherwise. But, well, I don't mind sharing some ideas. So let's do this.

(some of these titles are. interesting. don't mind them, I have a system. no I don't. but it works for me so...)

16. You deserve so much better

A really good title about O and Thirteen please and thank you

And they were prisonmates

Angst I guess

Angst story or something

Baby

Big Friendly Paradox

Ectospleens are such a bother

Eighth Man Bound

Four knocks

Gallifrey burns and the Timeless Child weeps

Ghosts of a past long gone

Halloween party with eldritch!13

Have you ever seen a dead planet?

Just one moment of inattentiveness

Messages to O that never got sent (or did they?)

Missy, home alone

Not-so-secret identity

O

Override paradox

Paradox Party

Prison Break Series (ft. 9, 11, 12&Missy&Bill, Dhawan!Master)

Prison perspective

Prisoner

Soulmarks

Ten months too late

Thank you

Thirteen being very angry and screaming at someone

Thirteen meets Twelve and Co.

Three immortals walk into prison

Three dimensions just aren't cutting it

Sh*t, that's a lot...

But yeah, if anyone wants to get some insight, I'd be happy to post some snippets or explain what the hell the story is about (given these titles... it might surprise you!)

Uhhh tagging... Whoever wants to do this I guess? Honestly, I only follow like six people, and I have no idea who follows me (I'm not following you guys back because I'm already overwhelmed with the six people posting stuff! I can't do more right now and I am really sorry. It's nothing against anyone! It's just me.)

[omgrachwrites]

Somewhere Across the Ocean (Tom Holland)

Pairing: Tom Holland x Original Character

Summary: Cassidy Porter has always had a hard time being herself, especially in front of her friends. She can truly be herself when she starts online talking with a sweet boy, Tom. But when he unknowingly walks into her real life it’s his heart that might be getting broken. Author!Tom, college au

Warnings: fluff, swearing, little bit of smut, Tom being an adorable cinnamon roll

Words: 2307

A/N: Sorry that this is up a little later than intended guys, I hope you enjoy this next part and please let me know what you think! Also it’s very clear by this chapter that I know nothing about American colleges and how the dorm system works so please don’t @ me lol! I love you all very much! xxx

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Part Two

Monday 23rd June 2018

Tom and Harrison had been living in New York for just under two weeks now and the best friends loved every minute of it, they had been allowed to move into the dorms already. The administration had taken into consideration the fact that they had moved out of their home country. The good thing about living in the NYU dorms before hardly anyone else was the fact that they weren’t monitored very often because there was hardly anyone living there.

Tom and Harrison used this to their advantage and stayed out late into the night, coming back to the dorms in the early hours of the morning. Between hunting for jobs the pair partied in New York like there was no tomorrow.

The horrible, ear splitting noise of the IPhone alarm suddenly blared through Tom’s bedroom, pushing Tom away from his incredibly peaceful slumber. Beth, the girl who was in bed with him groaned sleepily and kicked him lightly, it was the first time that Tom had brought home a stranger, he never slept around.

“Will you turn that thing off?” she complained, digging her head further into the pillows, Tom sighed, running his fingers through his messy hair and leaned over Beth and switched it off before throwing himself back into bed.

His head didn’t feel too bad, he was just exhausted, though not exhausted enough for the pretty girl lying next to him, her cool purple hair spread around her head like a halo. Tom smirked to himself, feeling a surge of confidence as he wrapped an arm around her stomach, pulling her closer. Beth hummed in approval as his fingers trailed down her body to rub her clit in slow lazy circles.

“Want to go for round two darlin’?” he asked, his voice husky in her ear as he nipped her earlobe gently.

“Mm, baby boy,” she moaned as Tom slid two fingers inside of her, “I can’t, I’m sorry,” she pushed his hand away and slid out of the bed, in all of her naked glory and started pulling her clothes on. Tom pouted as he leaned up and rested his chin on his hand as he watched her get dressed.

“Can I call you and we can do this again?” he asked his voice hopeful, he’d had a really good night and he would have liked to see her again.

She giggled at him, running her fingers through his hair, “oh sweetie, you really don’t get the point of a one night stand do you? Once I leave we’re never gonna see each other again.”

Tom rolled his eyes with a disappointed sigh; who ever had come up with that rule was a fucking idiot. Beth finished getting dressed, threw her hair up into a bun before leaning over the bed to press her lips against Tom’s. Tom accepted the kiss, cupping her jaw and kissing her back.

“Thanks for the great night gorgeous, I still can’t believe that I was your first one night stand,” she paused for a moment, “what was your name again?”

Tom stared back at her in disbelief, his eyes wide as he felt offended and hurt.

“Tom,” he mumbled and Beth smiled, she didn’t even have the audacity to look embarrassed at the fact that she forgot his name, even though she’d been calling it out during the night.

“Oh yes of course, well thanks Tom,” she winked and slipped out of the room without as much as a backwards glance.

He moped around his room a little before shaking himself out of it, telling himself that Beth was merely a one night stand. This was why he didn’t sleep around, he simply cared too much, and he hadn’t thought that it had been a problem up until now. He showered and got dressed, checking his messages though he didn’t feel very sociable.

From: C.Rose, 5:45am

‘Uhhh, I can’t sleep, I’m far too drunk and I hate myself. I’m in work in like 5 hours, please send help xx’

Tom chuckled softly, feeling a little bit better as he typed out his reply.

To: C.Rose, 11:15am

‘Oh, noooo! I hope you feel better soon my darling and I hope work isn’t too much of a pain for you! Xx’

Tom flicked his laptop off and made his way out of his room and into the kitchen that opened out into the living room where Harrison was eating some breakfast and scrolling through his phone. He glanced up when he heard Tom walk into the room, smirking to himself, finding it funny that Tom looked so rough.

“Looking rough mate, are you feeling okay? Want any breakfast?” Haz chuckled and Tom narrowed his eyes at him as he sank onto the couch, stealing Haz’s coffee mug and taking a sip from it, smacking his lips loudly because he knew that it annoyed Haz.

“Nah, I’m not hungry and I actually feel okay, just tired. What are you doing today?” Tom leaned his head against the shitty, uncomfortable blue couch cushions as he looked at Harrison.

“I’ve got that interview in that coffee shop today; I’m leaving in about ten minutes.”

Tom nodded, chewing on his bottom lip, “mind if I tag along? I really need to get some writing done, somewhere where there aren’t as many distractions.”

“Sure,” Harrison smiled.

The two friends left ten minutes later and they walked out into the fresh New York air – it was a lot like the weather in London – even though the city was incredibly busy it perked Tom up a little instead of stressing him out. The smell of the hot dog stands made Tom’s stomach rumble and he immediately regretted not having breakfast, just the smell of the onion and sausage meat made his mouth water.

“Let me just get a hot dog,” he said sheepishly as Harrison rolled his eyes, a smile playing on his lips as he shook his head at Tom as Tom ordered a hot dog with everything on it. The first bite of the greasy goodness was heaven and Tom couldn’t help but moan in appreciation. Harrison pulled a face at his best friend.

“Uh, mate. It totally feels like I’m intruding; want me to leave you and the hot dog alone for a couple of minutes?”

Tom nodded, taking another bite, “yeah, that’d be nice. Thank you,” he joked, his voice slightly muffled from the food.

The two young men walked another couple of blocks until they were outside a cute little bookshop called, ‘as the plot thickens,’ with baby blue metal tables and chairs outside. Tom noticed that Haz was peering up at the building, his skin taking on a slightly green tinge as it always did when he was nervous or sick. He was probably feeling a little bit of both right now. Tom bit his lip and clapped his best friend on the shoulder in an attempt to cheer him up.

“Do you need a couple of minutes mate?” Tom asked, after a couple of beats Harrison took a deep breath and shot a grateful smile at Tom.

“No, I’m okay. Let’s do this,” Haz muttered more to himself as he ran his fingers through his dirty blonde hair before he pushed open the door and the two Brits stepped inside.

Inside, it looked like a typical bookshop, homey and welcoming with books of every genre lining the walls. The smell of books mingled with the smell of fresh cakes and coffee, it was Tom’s idea of heaven. Even if Haz didn’t get the job – though Tom was sure that he would because he firmly believed that his best friend was great at everything – Tom would probably be in the shop a lot. It looked like a great place to write, ever since he’d been a little boy it had been Tom’s greatest ambition to write some sort of epic tale.

Tom and Harrison wove deeper into the bookshop, the amount of books lessening as they got closer to the café. Instead of books there were window seats that brought some light into the somewhat dark room, wing back leather chairs were seated around numerous smaller tables and secret alcoves. An antique looking fireplace had been built into the chocolate brown wall and Tom could bet that it would be amazing to sit by it and write in the winter.

“I’m gonna go and ask the barista where to go,” Haz smiled.

Tom nodded eagerly and glanced up to look behind the counter and it felt like his brain had short circuited for a split second. The girl working behind the counter was beautiful, she had long dark hair that Tom guessed would have framed her face beautifully, it was tied up with a couple of tendrils tucked behind her ear. Almost as if she could sense Tom’s eyes on her she glanced up and smiled at him softly when her eyes found his. Tom’s cheeks lit up with a blush and he quickly turned his attention back to Harrison.

“Damn, that barista is really bloody gorgeous,” Tom chuckled nervously as Haz rolled his eyes playfully.

“Please, try and keep it in your pants buddy, I heard that girl sneaking out this morning, you little whore,” Haz teased.

“Yeah, well that was just a one-time thing,” Tom sniffed, raising his eyes to the ceiling, trying to act like it had been his decision not to see Beth again.

Harrison chuckled, shaking his head as he waked over to the counter. The pretty barista smiled at Haz as he approached the counter and she took him into a room somewhere in the back of the shop. Tom dumped his bag onto the polished table; the loud thunk that it made caused other struggling writers to glance up at the newcomer before going back to their work. When the pretty girl came out of the room where she took Haz Tom walked towards the counter, dying to speak to her, butterflies creating havoc in the pit of her stomach.

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When Cass left her manager’s office she noticed the cute guy approach the counter, he’d been with the other cute guy who had had a killer British accent so it was probably the case for this guy. That curly hair really worked for him – along with his puppy dog brown eyes but Cass tried to ignore them. Some guys looked ridiculous with fluffy, curly hair but it worked wonders for this one.

“Hi, how are you?” he smiled, that slow British accent making every syllable sound much more attractive.

“I’m pretty hungover,” she grimaced, making the pretty stranger chuckle, “but otherwise I’m okay thank you, how are you?”

“I’m good,” he grinned, “could I get a large flat white please?” Cass nodded, took his money and got to work on his order.

“I take it that you’re staying in to wait for your friend?” she smiled at the Brit as he nodded, “I’ll bring it over for you.”

“Are you sure?”

“Absolutely, go sit yourself down,” Cass winked, satisfied when a pink hue spread across his cheeks.

“O-okay, thank you,” he practically stumbled over his words before turning to walk back to his table.

Beside Cass her co-worker Jacob laughed out loud, “did you have to give that poor guy a heart attack?”

“It’s what I do best Jakey, thanks for having my back and getting me to serve him by the way,” Cass giggled, tracing a smiley face – instead of a leaf – in the coffee with the steamed milk.

“It’s Jacob, and you’re very welcome,” he beamed at her, Cass patted his cheek and she brought the coffee over to the British stranger.

“Thank you so much, nice touch by the way,” he chuckled, gesturing at the smiley face in the coffee, “I’m Tom by the way,” Cass smiled at him, the guy who she was talking to online was a British guy called Tom too. Though, the chances of it being this guy were very slim. Thankfully. She didn’t want to meet the online Tom in real life, he wouldn’t like her.

“I’m Cass, I love your accent by the way, where are you from?”

“Well thank you, I’m a native of South-West London darling,” he grinned at her cheekily.

She blushed lightly at the pet name that he gave her before walking back to the counter, resisting the temptation to turn back around and look at him. For the next couple of minutes Cass kept on stealing glances at Tom and vice versa, though Cass was never looking at him when he looked at her. She suspected that it was starting to annoy Jacob.

“Uh-oh,” Jacob sighed, causing Cass to look up to see one of her trust fund brat friends walk in, she was pretty notorious, “can you serve her?”

Cass smiled at him as Emily put in her order, “a regular vanilla latte please babe, the Starbucks that I usually go to recently employed my ex-boyfriend who is obsessed with me, this place really isn’t my scene,” she rolled her eyes, looking around with a distasteful look on her face, then she lowered her voice and looked at Jacob’s retreating back, “that guy is a huge nerd,”

What was this, high school? “He’s my co-worker Em.”

“You don’t actually like him right?” Emily demanded, Cass shrugged, biting her lip, an uneasy feeling in her gut. A couple of moments later Tom’s friend came out of the manager’s office beaming.

“Congratulations,” Cass smiled at him.

“Oh, thanks,” he grinned back before walking over to Tom, performing a victory air punch, like the one at the end of ‘The Breakfast Club’.

This probably meant that this wouldn’t be the last time that Cass would see Tom and she kind of felt pretty good about that.

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