#you ain't reading these tags anyways

[lynxgirlpaws]

My dad will just casually say some shit like "wow you have big hands ^^" "your facial hair grows in so fast :)" "you're so solid sir" and even strangers will be like "you . Do you play sports you look like you should play sports" like haha wow thanks I hate. all of these things! I will not tell you though, for secret reasons.

[2truehearts]

✦ — BUT DARLING, YOU ARE THE ONLY EXCEPTION.

✦ CHARACTER/S︰ijekiel alpheus & lucas from wmmap (who made me a princess).

✦ SYNOPSIS︰love can bloom and burn in any heart at the first sunlit-brindled brief—whether it be bounded by duty, ice, or disbelief; as long as that epitome of affection is you, they suppose they can make an exception and make some space—or in which they fall in-love with you first glance and sight.

✦ CONTENT WARNING/S︰nothing other than one swear word (fuck), & the general fluff and infatuation (from the character/s) + everything is proofread with the wc 200 - 300 each.

✦ A/N︰making my debut as a manhwa writer on main is not the ideal move but idk where to post it okay (side eyes the 2367838 sideblogs under this one/silly (also the title is inspired by "the only exception" by paramore <3 it's bleeping awesome go and give it a listen!!))

IJEKIEL IS NOT ONE TO FALL IN LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT, to have his world still for a few seconds while his heart overrides and blood races to the forefront of his cheeks—but dear heavens, were you the only exception to that rule bound by duty and a planned future in his chest. you surely weren’t the epitome of grace or as enchanting as the gods, but to him you were enough—more, than enough, truly.

he first met you in an arrangement of his father and your parents from your vague childhood—but oh, how he remembers every second of that first meeting. when the doors opened to you bowing in front of him with a barely-hidden smile of excitement curving the tips of your mouth to look at him with big, bright eyes of wonder staring directly at the copy of the sun—not once backing down to blink or burn away from awe and fluster. so ijekiel does that instead.  his skin flares with the color of blooming carnations, sunlight-prickled hues wide from childish panic at the sudden increased beating of his heart.  was something wrong with him? he felt light-headed and dizzy, stomach twisting, tossing and turning as if he was about to faint from merely seeing you presented before him like the finest muse of a pristine piece of art, incomparable to anything else other than itself. what should he do? should he compliment you? should he act indifferent and use a practiced smile? his mind is trying to adjust to the drastic changes of his swayed heart, but the boy just can’t seem to do just that when he’s faced with a fairytale protagonist right in front of him—and he blinks, catching something from the corner of his eye—and is brought back down to earth when he sees his father’s questioning gaze. then, bows with a smile, greeting you further in to sit down and perhaps enjoy a cup of tea with him?  you said yes out of common courtesy, but that only made his smile grow wider.

LUCAS FIRMLY DOES NOT BELIEVE IN LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT, like come on—who believes in love like that these days? naive little kids? newly adolescent noble ladies? men of high and poor status? it’s simply too . . . unlikely to actually happen in his eyes. the butterflies when you meet “the love of your life’s” eyes? could be the early signs of constipation. the flush in your cheeks when there’s too much prolonged eye contact with them and the dizziness of your heart and mind? could be an oncoming migraine, headache, or a sign you're being possessed by some evil spirit, y’know? anyways, enough joking aside—the point is, he finds the subject some far-fetched fairytale that is highly impossible even with the magic he has—that is, until, you waltz into his life. the things he feels when he's around you is something that could be described as a contradiction. the first gazing into your eyes turns the world upside and back again, the first brush against your fingertips suck all the air out of his chest, the first chuckle that he manages to rouse from deep within your giddy joy paints him a shade darker than his eyes from head to toe—holy fuck were there a lot of firsts that made him experience everything and anything all at once; with most he can't even explain properly without sounding so . . lovesick. god do you make him sick to the last bone with whatever sorcery you possess. in short; when in love, lucas is everything that correlates to being stupidly infatuated and is constantly reeling himself in by a hair’s breadth back to the surface when you smile, laugh, or simply exist next to him—like, can you imagine how utterly moronic it is to see how degenerate he’s become from before you?! . . . but, if it makes you happy, he’ll gladly be idiotic for the rest of his life (though, that depends if you're gonna annoy him or not).

✦ — @khasmies 2023.

[sunnymainecoonx]

Just two(or basically more than two ig..) school doodles one recent and the other probably from last year

Anyways Yayy I am progressively adding more characters to SRAU :3 and it really needs a name change bc SRAU is NOT living it up to me

[dont-open-dead-inside-25]

i have something heavy to talk to y'all about. i know this may come as a shock to many, but i have committed an act of heresy - perhaps more than one. with this, i have also committed the sin of pride (also the other six but we're not talking about those right now). i had ignored my sins and attempted to carry on with my heretic life until this morning, when i opened my bible (which i hide my laptop inside of so i can scroll tumblr at church) to see none other than what can only be described as a messenger of the lord calling me out for my blasphemy. i apologize deeply and must tell you that this is only the first step to repenting for my sins. after i post this, i will be deleting my blog. if this goes as planned and i am forgiven, we will never meet again. otherwise, i look forward to reuniting with you all in hell

[krikeymate]

Thinking of how nervous Sam had sounded at the beginning of 6 when she called Tara and said. “You’re supposed to answer when I call. I was thinking we could make dinner together. If you want.”

and then the idea of Sam being attacked by Ghostface after she leaves that voicemail popped up. Sam is killed and no one finds out until hours later.

Tara never returns her call.

Tara gets home after Chad saves her from DR Frankie and she asks Quinn if she’s seen Sam but Quinn shrugs and says she never came home.

Tara finally listens to the voicemail and feels a bit guilty hearing it but then worried when she realizes that Sam should be home by now. Cue Quinn telling her to come into the living room and Tara comes out to see Sam’s picture on the television and details about Samantha Carpenter being brutally murdered.

Hey Bailey, fuck you. 💔

Tara storms home with an apologetic Chad on her tail, the rest of their friends trailing behind. She ignores him, furious about the scene he caused and the attention he drew to them. Tara's not some child who can't make her own decisions, how dare he try to control her, how dare he.

How dare he think that "Sam asked me to look out for you!" was any sort of explanation, that it was reasonable or acceptable. She's going to kill him, and then she's going to kill Sam. Sam who can't stay out of her business or let her have some freedom for one goddamn second. Tara doesn't need to be monitored every fucking moment of the fucking day!

She slams the door in Chad's face. She's not dealing with him tonight.

Tara throws herself onto her bed and smothers herself with her pillow, screaming into the material. She's angry, but mostly she's angry at herself. How could she put herself in that situation? One where she needs to be saved from. Tara's spent all this time talking about how she's not a victim, and she goes and tries to make herself one. Eugh.

She allows herself to be distracted by the buzzing of her phone. She flips through the texts from her friends, sighs at her twitter notifications blowing up, and ah, winces at the missed call from Sam.

You know you're supposed to pick up when I call. I got out of therapy early, so I was thinking maybe we cook dinner tonight. If you want. I'll see you soon.

Great. Now Tara feels guilty about this too. Another apology she needs to make.

She rolls out of bed to knock on Sam's door. "Sam?" she calls, cracking it open and peering in. The room is dark and empty.

She checks the living space next, but there's only Quinn on the couch watching TV, flipping through the channels.

Frowning, she checks the time on her phone and tries to call her instead. Sam doesn't pick up.

You know you're supposed to pick up when I call, Tara teases, leaving a message. Call me back, where are you? I'm sorry I missed your call earlier, I was out. I'm sure your little informants will tell you all about it tomorrow.

Love you, she adds as an afterthought to delay putting down the phone in the hope Sam will suddenly pick up.

"Tara?" Quinn calls from the living room. She sounds... alarmed.

"What's up," she asks, walking back into the room. Quinn looks at her, shocked, and turns her head back to the TV, clicking the volume up on the remote.

The phone drops from Tara's hand as her vision narrows in on the television screen. She can hear Quinn talking to her in the background, a phone ringing, but all she can focus on is the voice of the reporter on the TV.

Standing in front of a shocking scene...

A woman now confirmed to be Samantha Carpenter...

The police have not revealed any other details however...

The following video has been circulating online. Warning, this footage is not for the faint of heart...

Sam is- Sam- she.

Tara falls to her knees.

[loveinwisteria]

More silverhavok / quickhavok needs to be written. No I do not care that one of them is questionably dead in the movieverse that simply does Not matter. I just need two hot guys to get jiggy with it.

[piplupod]

and i often get upset with myself for complaining and venting as much as i do, or also for being as anxious as i am, but given the circumstances that I live in, I do think realistically I am being ... incredibly "well-behaved", all things considered. i could be acting so much worse.

but i do still wish i weren't so ... [gestures vaguely at this whole mess] because it's off-putting for people! and understandably so! but i wish i could make friends!

[neverendingford]

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[essektheylyss]

This book: "As a further activity, map out how you would have adapted Annihilation. What does that tell you about the kind of writer you are?"

Me: Way ahead of you, my man.

[lucyvaleheart]

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[rdjpwns]

closing society6 & redbubble shops

heeeey. i know i'm not really active here anymore, the motivation to make art shifted to other hobbies and responsibilities. i like to cook now apparently, and bike, and spend time gaming with friends. i also got a dog!

for those that are still here, thank you, i hope you're doing awesome and having a great week ♥ i do miss drawing, and i hope my motivation for it will come back one day.

now to the important part:

i will be taking down everything from my society6 and redbubble shops, and deleting the shops afterward. this is due to the poor return margins to artists, newly introduced tier systems to shops, the account fee based on sales, and of course, the rampant art theft and AI copying everything. truly feels like artists, even casual hobbyists, cannot win.

i'll be deleting stuff over the weekend, so if you want anything from either shop, grab it now. i might go back to INPRNT if their policies seem decent, but it'll take me a while to AI-proof images and upload again. some of those pieces are sadly lost forever, as i've since deleted the original files.

hope you guys understand :')

[nicojoe]

#(this post partially inspired by that article in TheMarySue that talked about our 'relatively small but fiercely dedicated fandom' #as well as TOG's upcoming sequel… it was a great article and well researched but we really should be a larger fandom sigh)

What article is this??

This one.

Here are some relevant excerpts:

[mamawasatesttube]

why is it so hard to find timkon fic where the author remembers that kon is an actual character in his own right and not just in existence to be tim's potential love interest

[heavenknowsffs]

8 hours photographing shows, 6 hours editing the photos, god knows how many hours to review the concerts and write it all oof please light a candle for me

[medicinemane]

I do wonder what people would do if they felt all the pain they'd caused in the world

Not even the big stuff, we're not even talking stuff like politicians being forced to feel just how much damage they've done, we're talking about the small scale stuff

All the off hand comments that were thoughtless and hurt someone, all the harm done without even realizing how much harm you're doing

I think if I could I'd like to know, I'd like to see the places I've hurt others around me

But I don't know... I listen to some people and it's just like... I don't think you even begin to imagine the damage you're doing around you. I don't think you even remotely begin to think about not even strangers, but the harm you'll do to people you claim to care about

What are you gonna do though? People are allowed to say and act however they want at the end of the day and even if I tried to explain I don't think they could hear me

[itsjustpoopeh]

is there a limit on blocks like there is on tag filters? because these x reader writers who can't fucking tag their shit are going to put me over the top if there is