#(but i usually reserve that for my sideblogs)

[perfectnothing]

they added this guy to pokemas like 6 months ago and he’s been my favorite ever since

#pocket monsters #pkmn #pokemon #walking wake #suicune #eusine #pokemon masters #pokemas #doodles #I don’t really like posting my doodle sketches on my art blog I usually reserve that for my fandom sideblogs but I absolutely adore eusine #I hope he gets a walking wake one day

[navybrat817]

Like There's No Tomorrow

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Female Reader Summary: When you make a rash decision after you're passed over for a promotion again, Bucky encourages you to follow your dream. It's the start of an unforgettable journey. Word Count: Over 3.4k Warnings: Insecurities, impulsivity, reflecting, slight angst, slight feels (it's me), Bucky Barnes (he's a warning and the best, okay?). A/N: Writing this was very personal and therapeutic after my recent work experience. While I can't actually live this life, I know Firecracker and Daredevil will have many adventures together. Also for @the-slumberparty's Eight Types of Love Challenge (Ludus - Road Trip / Surprise)❤️ Thanks to the beautiful @whisperlullaby for the encouragement and @buckyownsmylife for giving this intro a look and assuring me it wasn't garbage, but any and all mistakes are my own. Divider by the talented @saradika. Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Comments, reblogs, feedback are loved and appreciated!

You quit your job on a Friday afternoon.

On paper, it appeared to be an ordinary day. Nothing different from your usual routine. You got up, brushed your teeth, showered, dressed yourself, gave your boyfriend a kiss, selected a caffeinated beverage, and got to work. While you wouldn't call your job your dream job and some of the tasks were monotonous, you were good at it and you cared about your teammates.

In fact, they were one of the reasons you stuck around for as long as you did.

“Just wanted to say you've done a lot for us and we wouldn't be where we are without you.”

“I’m so sorry. I hope this doesn’t get you down.”

“I wish there was something I could say to make you feel better.”

“For what it’s worth, they made a mistake.”

Tears filled your eyes as you looked through the messages a few of your teammates sent after the promotion announcement was made minutes ago. There was an overall mixture of surprise and confusion when they heard you didn’t get it. They knew how hard you worked to move up and how badly you wanted it. You wished you hadn’t gotten your hopes up since that usually led to disappointment.

Of course, you were happy for the candidate who got the job. It wasn’t their fault you didn’t advance. Their success called for celebration. It didn’t make it any easier for you though and it didn’t lessen the hurt that you were passed over once again for something you were more than qualified for.

You somehow held it together though, not wanting everyone around you to see you break. Crying was reserved for the bathroom, your car, and home. Plus, you had shown enough vulnerability to management during the lengthy process and aftermath. They didn’t deserve an ounce more.

Especially after you were told that the value you provided wasn’t enough.

“I know this outcome is disappointing, but this isn’t a setback. You still have a lot to be proud of,” your manager told you the day before when you received the email entailing that you didn't receive the promotion and why. “Take the feedback we’ve given you and use that to get to the next level next time.”

He was only trying to help, but who would want to try again when they’re told they aren’t enough more than once? If the intention was to fuel your fire, they snuffed it out. Then again, your feelings were so raw because you hadn’t given yourself enough time to digest the news. Being told you were just out of reach was salt in the open wound, stinging much more than it should have as you tried to figure out what you did wrong.

Because you had to have done something wrong, right? Were the words you wrote in your application not eloquent enough? Did you not display the right amount of confidence in your interview? Why were you always on the cusp of greatness, but never quite there?

Blinking the moisture from your eyes, you straightened up and began to type again. Personal feelings aside, you had a job to do. You needed the income. You also had to prove that they were wrong in overlooking you. Again.

But as the sound of your fingers flying across the keyboard became white noise in your head, Bucky’s words from earlier in the morning shimmered into your mind.

“Just quit, Firecracker. They don’t deserve you and you deserve better.”

Bucky Barnes, your boyfriend. The kind of man you didn’t think was real until he came into your life. Gorgeous, faithful, doting, protective - you thought men like that only existed in books. He supported and hyped you up every time you went for a promotion and wiped away every tear when you didn’t get it. Your crying and self-doubt broke his heart and this morning may have been the last straw for him.

Maybe it was the last straw for you, too.

Glancing around the office as you saw everyone else typing with minimal conversation, the room had never looked more lifeless to you. There was nothing about the place or the job that inspired you, so why continue to give yourself over to a place that didn’t give back to you in return? Why stay in a place that dulled your shine?

The sudden realization hit you square in your chest that you didn’t want to be there anymore.

“Have a great weekend, team. Good luck and thanks for everything.” You sent in a message before you could stop yourself.

You had never had an out-of-body experience before, but it was as if your spirit was beside you as you began to close the programs on your computer. Glancing at your desk after you set your phone to voicemail, you realized you had hardly any personal touches in your space. Except for the photo of you and Bucky.

He was your one bright spot in the building.

With the utmost care, you put the photo in your bag once you shut everything down. Your heart sank as your gaze swept over your team, an uncomfortable pit settling in your stomach as you went to see your boss. Disappointing anyone always brought you a sense of dread and you didn’t want to let him or anyone else down, but you were thinking of yourself for once.

You owed yourself that.

“Hey,” your boss smiled as he glanced up from his desk before he noticed you had your bag. You shifted on your feet when his cheerfulness shifted to concern. “What’s up? Are you clocking out early?”

“Not exactly,” you answered, gripping your bag so hard your hand began to ache.

“Is everything okay?” He asked, leaning forward in his seat.

You didn’t know how to respond because it wasn’t okay and nothing he could say or do would change how you felt. You didn't want him to try and sway you to stay. The heartbreaking part was that he was, overall, a good boss. He taught you a lot and helped you better yourself. So did the team as a whole. They were rock stars. Each and every one of them.

But now they weren’t enough to make you stay and maybe it was a blessing in disguise that you didn’t go anywhere with your job.

So with a bittersweet smile, you uttered, “I quit. I’m sorry.”

You tossed your building key onto his desk and turned away before he could reply. Your mind raced as you put one foot in front of the other and ignored the stares of your coworkers who caught on to what had just transpired. It was hard to breathe, but your steps for once felt light instead of heavy. Your boss may have called out for you, but you didn’t dare look back. Not when you couldn’t stay in there another minute.

What you didn’t expect was for Bucky to be waiting outside as you went out of the door.

Your boyfriend managed to take your breath away every time you saw him and today was no exception. All 6’4” of him, he decided to cover his beefy frame with one of his favorite leather jackets, a fitting shirt, and tight jeans. His stormy eyes zeroed in on you as he pushed away from his old pickup truck and ran a hand through his chestnut hair. He was stunning.

He was yours.

“I’m so glad you’re here,” you blurted out as you raced toward him. “Get me out of here. Please.”

But why was he there? You didn’t plan to meet up with him until after work and your shift was only a little over halfway over. Did he want to surprise you?

He caught you easily with his large hands before you could stumble into him. “Whoa, easy. Get in,” he said, opening the passenger door and helping you in. Your hands trembled as you buckled yourself in, your body in flight mode because you had to get away from the office. He wasted no time getting in and peeling out of the parking lot, the building becoming smaller and smaller in the distance.

You weren’t even sure how far away he drove before he pulled over and stopped the car since you didn’t look behind you. Resting your shaking hands on your thighs, the high of walking out dissipated until it left you cold. Reality sank in. Would it pull you under?

“Talk to me,” Bucky urged, his voice calm and gentle instead of demanding. “Please?”

“I quit my job,” you whispered, your gaze set in front of you, but not seeing anything in focus. “I couldn't do it anymore.”

Bucky leaned over to turn your face toward him, sympathy and understanding filling his eyes. “Oh, baby, I knew today would be the tipping point. Waited most of the morning for you to walk out,” he said. You were about to question how he could possibly know that, but he could read you better than anyone. “Just a feeling I had.”

“I quit my job. I quit,” you said again, your breathing more shallow than before he engulfed you in a warm and grounding embrace. Your fingers twisted in his jacket as you breathed him in. Sandalwood and citrus were scents you now associated with love because of him. “What did I do?! I didn’t even give notice. I just tossed my card down and left. Fuck, I just burned my bridges with everyone there.”

You stifled a sob as you hid your face in his neck. You swore to yourself that you would never be that person who walks out on a job, but you did just that and screwed over your entire team. Would any of them understand why you did it or accept an apology? How long would it take for that guilt to go away since you essentially gave up after the words of kindness and encouragement they gave you?

“Breathe, baby. I’ve got you” he whispered, rubbing your back as you steadied yourself. “Yeah, you quit today. And maybe you burned a bridge, maybe not. But I couldn’t be fucking prouder of you.”

“You’re proud that I walked out on my team?” You asked, whipping your head up so fast you were lucky you didn’t get whiplash. “They don’t deserve to deal with that. Not to mention, I have nothing lined up.”

The thought of starting over again made your stomach drop again. The job market could be a terrifying and hopeless place. What if you couldn’t find anything? Or what if you burned through your savings by the time you did?

“I’m proud that you walked away from something keeping you down. After everything you’ve done for them, I’m sure most of them will get why you couldn’t do it anymore,” he assured you, the corners of his lips turning down when you sniffled. “And don't worry about not having something lined up. We'll figure it out.”

“We?” You questioned. Bucky was your boyfriend, but this wasn’t his problem.

“Yeah, we,” he said, pointing between the two of you with his forefinger. “You and me. I'm in this with you.”

Your heart melted before logic tried to take back over. “I should just go back there and apologize. I can say that I-”

He framed your face and pressed his warm lips to yours before you could say another word. He coaxed you to return the kiss with ease and you responded with parted lips and a sigh. His kisses left you lightheaded as sparks ignited, threatening to explode if you went much further. Which was why he stopped to let you catch your breath.

“No. You’re not doing that,” he said, his scruff tickling your forehead as he pressed a kiss there. He knew that was a weakness of yours and it instantly stopped you from arguing. “We're going on an adventure and we can’t do that if you’re chained to a desk.”

“An adventure?” You repeated with uncertainty.

“Yeah. We’re going to drive and see where it takes us,” he said, his lips touching your forehead once more before he started up the car again. “Just need to grab a couple of things before we go.”

“What about work for you?”

“It’s taken care of,” he assured you. He wasn’t the type of guy to lie, but when did he have time to plan this? Neither one of you had mentioned going anywhere.

Leave it to Bucky to do something impulsive to make you happy.

“Okay,” you said, trusting him and deciding to play along with his endeavor. “You said we need a couple of things. What do we need? Besides the essentials.”

“Your laptop. And a journal if you don't feel like typing.”

You refrained from rolling your eyes. “Yeah, yeah. I know. My laptop so I can apply for new jobs and pray that they don’t reach out to my now previous boss as a reference, right?”

“Oh, no,” he chuckled, a playful smirk on his face when you swung your head toward him. “The laptop is so you can write like you've always wanted to. And the journal if you prefer to write some of your thoughts and ideas down by hand.”

“Wait. You want me to write on this trip?” You asked, making sure you heard him correctly.

“Yeah, I do.”

Your eyes nearly bulged out of your head. You couldn’t believe what you were hearing. Your boyfriend was certifiably crazy, but you loved that about him. “Bucky, no. I can't just write,” you said.

“Why not?” He shrugged.

“Because it doesn't pay the bills or provide security,” you replied.

Writing was a silly hobby that you did from time to time to help you channel your emotions or escape from the real world. At best, it was a dream. Nothing more. He knew that. At least, you thought he knew that.

At the end of the day, it wouldn’t put a roof over your head or food in your stomach. How were you expected to hold onto dreams that wouldn’t take you anywhere? And at what point did you stop believing in them and yourself?

When did you start thinking so cynically?

“But working a job you're not passionate about just to provide safety is the better option? There’s a difference between doing something you love and doing something you’re good at when your heart isn’t in it. You’ve done the latter for years now,” He said with a huff as you inhaled. “That isn't living and you’re lying to yourself if you think it is.”

Your eyes narrowed as his words sank in, your shackles raising. “No, it isn’t living, but it’s the most practical thing I can do! And, yeah, I am good at my job because I worked my ass off!” You argued, taking a breath. You didn’t want to start crying or snap at him when he was right. “Or at least I was good at my job. And I would’ve done my best had I advanced, but I couldn’t even accomplish that.”

Which begged the question of why you applied. The higher title and pay would’ve been nice for recognition and comfortability. You believed you earned it. But was it what you wanted to do for the rest of your life? Was that your path when you looked toward your future?

You hadn’t taken into account your own desires and values.

“Hey,” he said softer than before. “I wasn’t trying to-”

“And say I do try and write for real. How can I even enjoy this adventure knowing I'm probably just going to fail again?” You asked in a small voice.

How many hits could you take before your armor cracked?

Bucky's jaw clenched. “And that's exactly why I'm glad you finally quit. You've had so many people over your head telling you that what you do isn't enough to achieve what you want. And now you believe it,” he said, his hands gripping the steering wheel hard enough that you feared he’d bend it with his strength. “Fuck that and fuck them for making you feel that way.”

Your mouth fell open as you stared, his fury for and defense of you making your chest tighten. “I…”

“Why can’t you be a writer, huh? Why not try? You’re talented and I’m not just saying that to make you feel better. That’s where your heart is and it shows with every word,” He pressed, knowing you put your whole self into your creative outlet. “And, listen, we have money set aside for the time being and more than enough for this excursion. So I don’t care if writing doesn’t pay the bills for a while as long as you’re happy and doing what you’re passionate about. We’ll have each other and that’s enough in my eyes.”

Contemplating his words, you had to give him credit. The job wasn’t something you did because you were passionate about it. You did it because it was safe and expected of you when in many ways it held you back. Besides, what did you have to lose at this point? If you didn’t try, you’d never know. You’d look back one day and regret it if you let the chance pass you by.

Why not do something impulsive?

Why not make the most out of the moment you were in?

“Okay. You’re right. I should try to write and we should go,” you nodded, taking a deep breath. “Let’s grab a few things and see where this trip takes us.”

“There she is,” he smiled over at you, making your heart swell. “There’s my Firecracker.”

The nickname would always warm your heart. “You know, this actually sounds a bit like that book idea I had the other day,” you said, excitement seeping through your veins. Your fingers twitched a bit, too, with the urge to write. “Do you remember? I told you about it while we were eating pizza.”

Bucky took one hand from the steering wheel to grab yours. “I remember everything you've ever said.”

“Flattery will get you everything, Daredevil,” you said, biting your lip to keep from smiling too wide. “So, we're really doing this. We're just leaving?”

“Not just leaving. We're taking a long overdue road trip," he says, bringing your hand to his mouth to kiss it. “You deserve it.”

“We both do,” you said, the uncertainty leaving your body more with each passing second. You even turned off your phone so you wouldn’t be tempted to look at any emails or messages. “We deserve to live today like there’s no tomorrow.”

“‘Like there’s no tomorrow’,” Bucky quoted back to you with a hum. “Sounds like a good book title.’

“I’ll have to write it down so I don’t forget,” you smiled, linking your fingers together. “And don’t forget your journal, too. I don’t want you to miss a thing.”

“I won’t forget it,” he promised.

“Bucky?” You asked, swallowing as he gazed over at you. “Thank you. Really.”

It felt like you could breathe again without a weight in your chest. You didn't feel perfect, but you felt good. All thanks to him. You didn’t know what you’d do without him.

“You don’t need to thank me, baby, but I should thank you for letting me take you away,” he winked, keeping your hand in his as he faced forward again. “Makes me feel like a real hero, even though you wouldn't let me storm the castle.”

Oh, he wanted so badly to go off on your manager, but there was no need. “You are a hero,” you said. He saved you without knowing. “But try not to speed, Daredevil. I don’t want us to get pulled over before we get started.”

He groaned, but nodded as he let off the gas. “I’ll try not to speed. Need to make sure I get you to where we’re going safely.”

“I trust you.”

You would find out soon enough that Bucky had a list of things written in his journal that he planned to do with you on this trip. Everything you had ever said in passing that you wanted to do or try, but never could because of work. Because he paid attention to you. And you were right.

You deserved to live today like there’s no tomorrow.

And he wanted to be by your side while you lived your best life.

So, lovelies, where are they doing on their trip first? Love and thanks for reading! ❤️

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[demonvibez]

Masterlist~

· Ahoy! My name is Ghost, and I write Obey Me fanfiction. 🌹  · I am in my late 20′s, use any pronouns, and obsessed w/ these demon bois. · Requests: CURRENTLY OPEN · My writing process (usually) takes a lot of time, so please be patient while I work on your requests - thank you for your patience as well as your prompts! · Asks are also open to chat - demon banter always welcome ♡ · I tend to write about both SFW & NSFW topics - be sure to mind tags/warnings! · I reserve the right to ignore anything that makes me uncomfortable. · Poly MC requests are accepted; solo smut requests are also accepted; not comfortable writing technical demoncest! Sorry, folks. No hate, though!    · Writing about Luke will be strictly platonic/familial. · Follows/likes come from my main blog: @maskedshinigami · My OM spam sideblog: @ghostisademon

Masterlist Key: ♡ Smut ♡ Suggestive ♡ Fluff ♡ Comfort ♡ Angst ♡ Dark • GN Reader • Fem Reader • Male Reader

Headcanons & One Shots: 

• Showering with Luci ♡♡♡

• Showering with Mammon ♡♡

• The Secret Garden with Luci ♡♡

• The Book Club (4/5) ♡

• Bloodlust (Barbatos) ♡♡♡

• [Yandere] Mammon ♡♡

• Overwhelmed (Leviathan) ♡♡

• [Yandere] Satan ♡♡

• Impulsive (Diavolo) ♡♡

Drabbles:

• Smol Asmodeus ♡

• On Your Knees for Satan ♡

• Speculation (Mephistopheles) ♡

• The Watcher (Royals) ♡

• Coronation (Diavolo) ♡

• Stratagem (Dia + Luci) ♡♡

• Pleading (Solomon) ♡♡

• Return ♡

Requests:

• Shower Drabble (2/3/6) ♡

• Plushie Wars (All Bros) ♡♡

• A Midnight Encounter Pt 1 (1/2/3/4) ♡♡

• A Midnight Encounter Pt 2 (5/6/7 + Dia) ♡♡

• Starlight (Belphegor) ♡

• Clueless (All Bros) ♡♡

• Entrapment (Thirteen) ♡

• Ravenous (Beelzebub) ♡

Ghost’s Random Polls:

IRL Sins

Demonic Traits

Demon or Angel?

#obey me #masterlist #obey me x reader

[ultraviolethypno]

hey there!

i'm ultraviolet, or uvie, or UV, or however else you'd like to call me. i'm 26, autistic, and an amateur hypnotist eager to practice.

on a lark, i put a friend under for the first time late last year and at their request had them live out a series of transformation/command scenarios they'd been holding close to the chest for a while. it ended up being a great time for all involved, and i realized i quite enjoy the whole "service tist" angle of hypnosis. i figured i'd start spelunking, see who's interested, remembered that tumblr has a huge hypnokink scene, and now here we are!

safety, consent, and deference are beyond mandatory with me; they're elementary. quite frankly, they should be elementary for you too. i will work around your schedule, around your tastes, on your time. as a general rule, anything you might want to try (even the really weird specific or hardcore stuff you don't have a sideblog for) is on the table, but check with me first.

i give you my word: there will be no grimy shit (findom, unprompted trance, video recordings) unless it's been discussed. in kind, nothing i do will last beyond the end of the session unless it's been discussed.

i read all DMs as soon as physically possible and will usually get back to you within the day, but my real life obligations tend to swallow my whole day. if i don't answer, it's nothing personal!

i'm not on discord too often but just in case the name is ultraviolethypno! display name is "uvie"

ADDITIONALLY: JUST BECAUSE I HAVE FOLLOWED YOU DOES NOT MEAN I'M LOOKING FOR YOU TO BE A SUB SOMETIMES I AM JUST HANGING OUT ON THE COMPUTER

NO-NOs

- no minors, absolutely no exceptions

- blank blogs (no avatar, no personal info, just reblogs, etc.) will likely get ignored! we're all putting ourselves out here a little for this, you should do the same.

- pictures are welcome, but let me know if they're coming!

- i have an incredibly hard time being put under and even if i didn't i still probably wouldn't want it! don't come wide with that covert shit either, i know all the tricks.

- i reserve the right to ignore any particular messages for whatever reason. don't be pushy!

- if i say no to something, that's the last word on it until i say otherwise.

there's good weird and bad weird, let's stay being the former! i can't wait to show you a good time!

#brainwashing #mind control #hypnotized #hypnosis #hypnokink #hypnofetish

[krispdreemurr]

realized i should possibly make a pinned post at some point only 5 years into running this blog. i'm so good at bios

hi! my name is risk (but i'm fine with krisp), i'm 33 and white and use any pronouns but she. this is my deltarune sideblog; my main is at @arceusbeta .

things you'll find here include my fics (check the krisp fic tag), my theories and ideas, various headcanons, and me just saying "kris dreemurr" repeatedly for some reason. i also reblog fanart i see and like, and sometimes i report on fandom news sporadically and badly.

i have a few general rules and guidelines under the cut, plus a sense of what you can expect here!

so let's get the big things out of the way. do not interact with me if:

you misgender any of the they/them users in utdr

you ship minors and adults, or ship family members (asriel and chara are family)

i would prefer to not receive asks about, discuss, or post:

kris/ralsei

kris/berdly

king spades (especially 'king spades is a good person' stuff)

artwork where kris and frisk are bright yellow (i will sometimes reblog things w the official sprites)

anything abt romantic attraction from players to the teen characters (or really any selfshipping but like. i'm 33.) this one isn't really problematic i just am the last person to go to for it

you'll note if you stick around that my general theory slant is towards kris being the most important character in deltarune and i tend to speculate in that direction. accordingly, i tend to think kris is the primary knight, kris is the narrator, and there is no third entity. this isn't really like stopping me from reconsidering (i now have weird music-based theories on chapter 2's fountain) just "what if it's chara" usually won't get much of a reply from me

i take player theory as the default and will post about it pretty regularly

i post a fair mix of angst and humor, especially kris-focused angst. i do tag all snowgrave related stuff with #snowgrave if that bothers you any!

i reserve the right to block, delete asks, not answer asks, etc but will mostly only do so if you like really violate good sense

my icon was commissioned from my partner and is for personal use only. my banner is just an edited in game screenshot

[imagionationstation]

Hiya!

You can call me IS or NinjaNeko! Major ninja turtles fan! I adore 2012 turtles, but my interests lie with all the movies and series! LOVED Mutant Mayhem! Can’t wait for more!!

My favorite turtle depends on the brothers in question, but it’s usually between Raph and Donnie! My favorite sibling bond is usually Leo&Donnie, but, again, it depends! Ask whatever you like- I love chatting turtles!

DISCLAIMER: I am TERRIBLE at responding to things, but I love asks! I swear! I promise that every single one is appreciated, and I definitely intend on getting around to it!

I do a lot here nowadays, so let me fill you in!

For common tags to organize posts:

I do Tumblr Turtle Ficlets: #ImagionationStation’s Ficlets

I find all kind of Incorrect Quotes: #incorrect tmnt quotes

I’m the creator of the Feral Raphie AU: #feral raphie au

Once Upon A 2012Donnie Au: Masterpost

I do music videos: #IS TMNT MMV

I tend to throw out a few rants/interpretations/descriptions on unnoticed or misunderstood aspects of turtle iterations, mainly the 2012 gang: #See what I see TMNT

I want to rewatch the different iterations and scribble thoughts to collect notes. Feel free to join me! #Turtle Comparison Notes

Other places to find me:

I’m on A03 and Wattpad!

I touch base on YouTube every now and then~

I share a sideblog for AUs and the like: @bringingourrealitys2life

If I see a comic scene that makes my brain explode with emotions, I’m going to want to find it again. I collect them here. Feel free to browse and see if I stumble on any that aren’t wildly popular or have yet to become so: @strictlyturtlecomics

FYI: I reserve the right to block haters that hate for the sake of hating. If you are not willing to chat without passive aggressive behavior or an open mind, I will block without hesitation.

Thanks for stopping by and have a wonderful turtleful life! 💚💚

#tmnt 2k12 #tmnt 2012 #mutant mayhem #imagionationstation #incorrect tmnt quotes #ImagionationStation’s Ficlets #feral raphie au #IS TMNT MMV #See what I see TMNT #Turtle Comparison Notes #tmnt fandom #teenage mutant ninja turtles 2012 #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles

[knyinfinity]

Hello I'm new here so I was wondering, what're your top 3 favorite things about Amari, Mui, and the two of them together! (One day I'll be able to send asks from the relevant sideblog lol)

Hi anon! This is such a nice question thank you so much 🥹💜🥰 it absolutely made my morning 💖(no pressure about the side blog that's why I have anon on lol)

Amari:

She has her softer side. Shes protective towards those she thinks might need it (or need help) but she definitely has a softer/vulnerable side she reserves for her very few trusted loved ones (Muichiro and Hikaru are the first few that immediately come to mind)

She's fiercely dedicated. Whether it be to the mission or to the people she's around, whatever takes priority in her mind at that particular time. It can be one of her best traits but also a big flaw depending on the scenario and it's really interesting to see it play out 🤭

I love her color scheme. The small color in her hair, her body scarring tbh, I think @risingscorchingsuns did an amazing job and it's so pretty and surreal to see her in artwork still 🥹💜🩶

Muichiro:

He's observant and analytical but quick too. He might not be quick to pick up on the emotions themselves, but he'll definitely notice the physical tics associated with them (slight lip twitch, eyebrows drawing together, breathing changes etc)

He's truthful and blunt. He may not always have the most sympathetic or kind way of going about it, but he definitely tells it how it is and sometimes that's just what someone needs to hear. Sometimes sugar coating things doesn't do anyone any good.

At his core, he cares about others. Even when he lost his memory, lost everything at such a young age, he still became a swordsman to help save others from demons. Hes a caring person, he just doesn't always know how to show it.

AmaMui: (now we get to the good stuff 🥰)

They both deal with anxiety to a degree but they cope differently and it's so cute 🥹. Muichiro is very clingy (I think the fandom established lol) so in a place like a crowded market, he would definitely be clinging to her and because she's so protective, she'd definitely be holding his hand or arm. Basically stuck together. Meanwhile because she's more private with her emotions, Muichiro would be helping her deal with her anxiety in private with verbal reassurances (still cuddles and hand holding and whatnot but she definitely feels better with hearing it from him verbally).

She can't keep her hands still, it's a big tic of hers. She usually makes her fingertips bleed if she doesn't have something to keep herself occupied, so guess who's hair she braids on a fairly regular basis? Guess who grows his hair out specifically for this purpose 🥹💙🩶

They're expressive in their own ways for sure. Small gestures and gifts here and there. 'I love you' is three squeezes while they're holding hands, or maybe it's a small cloud charm to add to Muis sword guard because she thought of him while she was patrolling. They just have their own language with each other 🥹

Basically, they love each other. AmaMui means everything to me 🫂 they definitely fall asleep under the stars during the summertime when they stargaze 😭. Ask away any time anon and again, thank you so much for asking 🥰💜 I hope you have a great day 💖

#demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #kny #kimetsu muichiro #kny imagines #muichiro tokito #demon slayer oc #demon slayer muichiro #kny muichiro #kny oc #knyinfinity oc #knyinfinityanswers #amamui #kny fluff #kny fanfic #kny fandom #kimetsu no yaiba oc #demon slayer original character

[rscroogedraws]

Valentine's compilation! Or more accurately, an excuse to post a compilation of some of the sappier ship-related art I've made up to and shortly after Valentine's (This includes Total Drama stuff I usually reserve for my TD sideblog.)

#valentine's day #romance #couples #fanart compilation #aleheather #voxman #OC couple #ships #shipping #ship art #shipping compilation

[writingmochi]

txt (acronym of “tomorrow x together (read: tomorrow by together)) is a band from the korean label bighit music. txt released their first extended play “the dream” back in 2019 and their debut studio album “band.txt” in 2020. the band consists of five (5) members, all are the singers of the group with each specified on one instrument.

genre: indie pop, indie rock, alternative rock, dream pop, pop punk

members:

soobin: leader, drums, percussion

yeonjun: bass

beomgyu: lead guitar

taehyun: keyboard

hueningkai: rhythm guitar, multi-instrumental

the band’s and members’ instagram profiles

discography:

the dream (2019) ▶

band.txt (2020)  ▶

cover insp (shelly my beloved)

tracklist (and additional explanations)

force

campus (beomgyu lead)

how can i say (second single)

everlasting shine

wishlist (third single)

youngblood (kai lead)

ok (yeonjun lead)

ghosting (first single)

days (taehyun lead)

zombie pop (soobin lead)

i need somebody

our summer

time of our life (fourth single)

here comes the sun (the beatles cover)

the_cha0s (2021) ▶

the_fr3efall (2023)  ▶

message to the moon: repost band.txt 1/3 from my old sideblog that was wrongfully deleted @imaginingmochi. ngl, i hope that me posting it here can get it the traction that it deserves. will disperse the release of the others so that it doesn't accumulate at the start :D + i know that the instagram ui is the old one but i still have social maker on my phone so why not? the old ui is better n e ways

taglist: @raeyunshm @leilasmom @endzii23 @fluffyywoo @camipendragon @hiqhkey @wccycc @cha0thicpisces @y4wnjunz @yeehawnana @beansworldsstuff @kimipxl @blurryriki @stayzentiny @rebsmoonn @boba-beom @angelbythewindow @ttyunz @fluffdiaree (i know this is a different type of post than the usual long fic, but it's txt so why not? ;D )

© writingmochi on tumblr, 2021-2024. all rights reserved

#txt imagines #txt headcanons #txt smau #rsc: band.txt #cs: txt #sc: regina #Spotify

[pinkprimrose05]

Hi, hello, welcome to the show! I'm Pink, your friendly neighborhood duelist, theorist, self-proclaimed connoiseur of AUs and headcanons, and a novice writer/artist as well. Here's a couple things to know about this blog:

1) You'll see me posting about all YuGiOh series here- but do be warned, 95% of that is ARC-V alone. I'm also somewhat active in the Genshin Impact and Honkai: Star Rail fandoms, but those are reserved to my sideblog, @pinkrose05.

2) There will be spoilers for all YGOs on here. I usually warn about those in my own posts, sometimes with tags as well, but I'm unfortunately very inconsistent on this front.

3) DMs and asks are more than welcome- I'd love to chat and hear your thoughts about all sorts of ideas! Please refrain from discussing sensetive topics and anything NSFW or adjacent, though. Asks can take me a while to get to, by the way -which I'm very very sorry about- but rest assured I'll leave none of them unanswered!

4) If you wish to sift through my posts by tags, they're right down below for ease of navigation.

Aaand that's about it! Have fun exploring this ever-growing clownfest, and a good time of the day to you!

#pinned post #introductory post #(took me long enough huh) #pink's doodles #pink's fanfics #pink's works #pink's silly aus #pink's musings #pink does a silly

[transrevolutions]

✪ ABOUT ME ✪

my name's ash, I'm a chinese-american queer trans + nonbinary anarchist (ancom to be specific), and my pronouns are they/them. please don't refer to me with any gendered terms of address. I'm also an atheist (ex-christian), neurodivergent and invisibly disabled. basically I'm everything ron desantis fears lmao.

✪ ON THIS BLOG ✪

I post a lot about politics and political/economic theory. I focus mainly on anarchism, communism, socialism, and general leftist thought. in that vein, I post a lot about the french revolution and other various revolutionary movements throughout history. I also post about books I read, as well as shows/movies I watch (though usually it's books). the book I post the most about is les miserables by victor hugo, which I'd highly recommend if you're interested in early 19th century history and culture.

sometimes I write. sometimes I draw. even more occasionally, I post music, both originals and covers. a lot of those things I do have separate blogs for, which will be listed at the end of the post.

my original post tags are #pigeon.txt (for original textposts), #pigeon.img (for original edits and art), and #pigeon.mp4 (for original music and videos). header is maximilien luce. icon is by me.

✪ GUIDELINES ✪

my askbox is always open for both anon and regular asks. I reserve the right not to answer your ask if it's rude or inappropriate. sometimes I answer rude asks to either point out a flaw in their argument or have a laugh. these will be tagged #bad faith (if you want to filter them out). my DMs are also open but the same policy applies.

I don't have a DNI because it's not going to stop shitty people from interacting, but if you're a dick I'll block you. I don't post NSFW content other than the occasional suggestive joke, but I do talk about heavy topics here so use discretion. also the only 'shipping discourse' I give a fuck about is whether blocking off canals is a viable means of protest. I'm open to respectful debate but I'm not going to debate every person who comes into my replies looking for a fight because I have obligations and responsibilities outside of this website.

if you need something tagged don't hesitate to ask. I'll try my best to accommodate you. content warnings on this page are tagged as #cw [topic]

✪ SIDEBLOGS + OTHER SITES ✪

@origamiwarplanes (writeblr)

@thistownhasteeth (writeblr that I'm more picky about posting to)

@ashalaska-music (original music)

@anarcho-pigeonism (punk sideblog)

my ao3

my youtube

my spotify

my (qp)partner is @burnmotif, go check his blog out. posts involving them/our relationship will be tagged #basil tag.

#whats up guys new pinned #pigeon.txt #ash lore #about me #pinned post #about this blog

[navybrat817]

The man spread. 🤤

(Also the face he's making....)

(Also, hi! ❤️)

Hi, lovely! You know I couldn't resist doing something for Titan and Starshine for you!

Photogenic

Pairing: College!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Summary: You love one of the photos Roxy took of Bucky, but he isn't having it.

Word Count: Over 1.5k

Warnings: Fluff, insecurities, kissing, established relationship, college love, slight feels (it's me), Bucky Barnes (he’s a warning, okay?)

A/N: Another small ficlet for Titan and Starshine.❤️ Not beta read and written on my phone, so any and all mistakes are my own. Divider by the lovely @saradika . Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Comments, reblogs, feedback are loved and appreciated!

If there was one thing your roommate took seriously, it was her photography. It wasn’t just Roxy’s major, but her way of expressing herself. So when she asked for your opinion on the photos she took of Bucky and Steve, you answered as honestly and diplomatically as possible. You selected the ones you thought captured the project’s essence in the best possible way. You also reminded her that you weren’t a photographer, so your word shouldn’t hold a lot of weight.

She disagreed.

“I still don’t get why you asked for help. I don’t have a keen eye the way you do and I can barely take a photo on my phone,” you said, having to look away from one of the images of Bucky that seemed to stare right at you.

Though it was just a picture, it was like he knew you downplayed yourself and was trying to figure out why. He loved reminding you on your off days that you were one of the brightest students on campus. The compliments usually sent a wave of heat through your body, especially because he stated them unprompted and meant every word.

Roxy playfully rolled her eyes. “You know you don’t have to be a photographer to have a good eye. I not only value your opinion as my roommate, but also as Bucky’s girlfriend. You even managed to stay impartial, so give yourself a pat on the back.”

A laugh bubbled up as you nodded in agreement. While you did stare more at Bucky’s photos than Steve’s, your heart racing with each one that Roxy laid out, you choose an even amount between the two. It was only fair.

“Thank you for asking. I’m glad I could help,” you said. It meant a lot that she wanted your opinion on the finalized product,

“Me, too. And I can’t believe you didn’t tell me to throw Steve’s photos in the garbage,” she joked, carefully looking over one of the images of him hitting a punching bag. “I’m impressed.”

“I wouldn’t do that to you. Besides, Steve’s just as photogenic as Bucky,” you pointed out as her eyebrows shot up. “Okay, almost as photogenic.”

Steve was admittedly one of the most gorgeous men on campus. The blonde haired, blue eyed Adonis with the kind yet almost reserved smile turned many heads. So did Bucky. Two men who looked like a couple of heartbreakers from a glance, but were far from it.

“The camera really does love them,” Roxy stated, chewing her bottom lip as she scanned the images again with a careful eye. After a moment, she smiled from ear-to-ear. “I am so getting an A.”

“Yeah, you are,” you agreed. And the fact that she had such a tough time choosing which images to share when she normally had no problem doing so showed just how many good ones she had at her disposal.

There was one shot of Bucky, however, that she had no problem removing from the film hanger and handing to you to keep for yourself.

He had his powerful thighs spread and wasn’t quite biting his lip, but there was something irresistibly sexy about the pose.

What were you thinking about, Titan?

“Not that I don’t love me some manspreading, because I do, that wasn’t exactly the look that I was going for,” she joked, snapping you out of your thoughts and making you smile so wide your cheeks ached. “What exactly did you say to get him to pose like that?”

“Me? I didn’t say anything,” you smiled, ignoring Roxy’s knowing look as you glanced through the rest of the photos once more. At least, you didn’t think you said anything.

She didn’t believe that for a second. “You act so innocent, yet weren’t you warming his cock when he-”

“Hey, weren’t there supposed to be some photos of Bucky and I together?” You casually cut her off as you pressed your thighs together, wishing your boyfriend was there at that moment.

When Bucky pulled you into his lap during the shoot, you tried to keep your hands to yourself. It didn’t stop the two of you from kissing when Roxy instructed you to. Not that you needed any additional prompting. Bucky had the most kissable lips you ever had the pleasure of feeling against your own.

Your roommate smirked a little. “Oh, I have those tucked away so I can give them to you together,” she said, nudging you toward the door when your phone went off. She must’ve spotted that “Titan” popped up on the screen. “Go. Thanks again. Make good choices. Don’t let him impregnate you, but let him give you all the orgasms you deserve. We’ll allow those.”

“You’re ridiculous in the best way,” you giggled, making sure you had your keys and the photo. While neither you nor Bucky were ready for a family, it didn’t embarrass you in the least that Roxy encouraged the physical side of your relationship with him.

“Don’t forget to show him that photo!”

“I won’t forget!” you promised, smiling as you left and read Bucky’s message.

“Waiting downstairs, Starshine.”

“Be right there,” you messaged back, a skip in your step as you went to greet him outside of your building.

You found yourself staring into the depth of Bucky’s steel eyes as he stood a few feet in front of the door. Tall, athletic, and somehow yours, he managed to stand out in his jeans and t-shirt. Or maybe he stood out to you because he was your guy.

“There she is,” he warmly smiled as you walked toward him.

Suddenly, you felt self-conscious about your casual outfit before you remembered there was no need. Bucky had seen you in the mornings without makeup and still called you beautiful. “Here I am,” you smiled.

He nodded toward your right hand. “What’s that?”

“One of the photos Roxy took. She has others to share with us later,” you answered, holding it up to show him. His eyes narrowed as he stared at it, but gave nothing else away to show if he liked it or not. “But she said I can keep this.”

He pushed a hand back through his hair before he tried to take it from your hand. “Burn it,” he ordered.

That wasn’t the reaction you expected and it made you giggle. “Burn it? I will do no such thing,” you said, moving backward as he advanced on you. “Why should I get rid of this?”

“Because it’s a terrible picture of me,” he huffed.

He’s adorable.

“Not to stroke your ego since you’re acting a little vain, but you’re extremely photogenic. I don’t think you can take a bad photo,” you told him, taking another step back. “I’m keeping this forever because it’s very alluring.”

“There are plenty of other photos you can keep,” he argued as you held the picture out of reach again. His nostrils flared and it took everything in you not to giggle again before he frowned. “Did you say I look alluring?”

Wait, does he really think he looks bad? He’s James Buchanan Barnes. A god among men.

“Bucky Barnes, my Titan, yes. You’re sexy and enticing and I never thought I’d see you worked up over a picture that isn't bad to begin with,” you teased, almost jumping when your back hit the building door. It gave him the perfect opportunity to box you in with his hands, a rush of heat going through your body as he brought his face close to yours. “Do you honestly think you look bad? Because you don’t. Not to me.”

He brought his hand over to cradle your cheek and leaned in until his forehead touched yours. “I just wanna look good for you,” he admitted in a small voice.

It was almost embarrassing how wide your eyes got, so used to his confidence that you forgot that he sometimes had off days, too. Your heart ached to see his self-assurance shake for even a moment and you wondered if it was how he felt when you spoke negatively about yourself. It put things in perspective when you thought of it like that.

“You do. You always look good. I’m more attracted to you every day. To your looks, your brain, and your heart. You’re incredible,” you assured him, in no hurry to move away from the door. “And just like you remind me of how incredible you think I am, I’ll do the same for you.”

“You think my brain is attractive?” He asked, his usual smile back on his face as you nodded. You knew that was how happy you looked when he chased any of your insecurities away. “I sounded crazy, didn’t I?”

“No, you didn't," you said, putting a hand over his. "You sounded human."

“Thank you for making me feel better,” he whispered, brushing his lips against yours as your heart pounded. “But I still think you should burn it.”

“Not a chance,” you smiled before his mouth covered yours.

Swept up in Bucky’s kiss, you both missed the fact that your TA was mere feet away, watching and wishing that it was him that you were kissing instead.

And if he has his way, you will.

Hmm. I wonder who the TA is. Love and thanks for reading! ❤️

Masterlist ⚓ Bucky Barnes Masterlist ⚓ Ko-Fi

#navybrat writes #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x female reader #bucky barnes x female!reader #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes x y/n #bucky barnes x fem!reader #bucky barnes x f!reader #college!bucky barnes x reader #falling for you au #titan and starshine #college!bucky barnes #bucky barnes #bucky x reader #bucky x female reader #bucky x you #bucky x y/n #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes fanfic #bucky barnes imagine #bucky barnes au #bucky barnes fic #bucky barnes fan fic #bucky barnes fan fiction #bucky fic #college au #sebastian stan x reader #sebastian stan x female reader #sebastian stan #james bucky barnes

[edges-of-night]

Info Post

Hello! This is a sideblog I created to do some fun little “imagines”/ficlets for the characters from The Lord of the Rings movie trilogy, though my characterisations may overlap with their book counterparts sometimes.

Request Info

Please check if requests are open (at the top of the blog) before sending in an ask.

Please explicitly state if you’d like a specific type of reader (gender, body type etc.). My posts are usually gender neutral and romantic.

Please explicitly state if you’d like specified characters in your post, e.g. “The Fellowship” or “the Hobbits”. I will also write for one single specific character if you want me to!

Please note that at this point, I am only writing for the characters of the original 2001-2003 film trilogy, not the Hobbit trilogy or the Rings of Power show.

NSFW requests are okay, as long as you yourself are over the age of 18. The “adult” posts are tagged accordingly.

I reserve the right to skip your request for whatever reason. In that (admittedly rare) case, I will message you though. Thank you for understanding!

Writing Tags

fluffy | angsty | hurt/comfort | smutty

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About me: Pia (she/her), 24, bi, from Germany. My main blog is @nuclearr-wessels.

Arwen icon made by me

#* pia talks

[blackhairedjjun]

about me

i usually go by bhj :) she/her, 21+. my home timezone is utc+8.

this is a sideblog and i am generally uncomfortable sharing my main! if i send asks through anon or don't see my username in your likes, that's why.

my writing specialties are fluff and comfort fics! i also like royalty aus a lot :) i usually write for gender-neutral or fem reader.

guidelines

blog content this blog is sfw. i do post and reblog things with suggestive themes, and these will be tagged as #suggestive. i interact with blogs that do post nsfw, so minors please be careful.

i write for txt only, and this is a yeonjun-focused blog! he's my bias and the member i feel most comfortable writing for. if you want to read fics about the other members, please check out my writer rec list!

dni & boundaries i don't tolerate any form of discrimination and prejudice (sexism, racism, ableism, homophobia / transphobia / any anti-lgbtqia+, extreme nationalism, etc) on this blog.

i block blank blogs and any blogs i suspect to be bots. please personalize your blog before interacting.

minors ok to follow, but i will not complete the mutual.

users who are rude, repeatedly break these guidelines, or make me or anyone else uncomfortable will be blocked.

i block liberally for my own peace of mind. that means i block even blogs that haven't even interacted with me directly, as long as i've seen posts from them that make me uncomfortable in any way. please do not take my blocks personally - "block" does not always mean "you're a bad person and i hate you." sometimes it just means that it's better for us not to interact for my sanity.

requests and soft thoughts i don't take requests - i don't write consistently enough to do them. i accept soft thoughts, which are not fully-written or fully-edited but just me rambling about how i think your idea will go! soft thoughts are short and a little bit descriptive but they're unedited and not as detailed as a full fic. go here for a full explanation of the differences.

fic writing no-no's i do not write: male reader, high school aus, hogwarts aus, pregnancy & parenting, fratboys / fraternities, cheating / infidelity for the main couple, a/b/o, hybrids, highly triggering topics (abuse, traumatic events, specific mental illnesses, suicide, etc.), + tba

please do not request specific features for the reader (e.g. reader of a particular race/ethnicity, nationality, physical appearance, diagnoses, etc.) i don't have the life experience to accurately depict these - if you can, find a writer who actually fits these and read their works instead!

maybes: fantasy, sci-fi, mythology, and historical aus. these require a lot of worldbuilding and research from me, even for soft thoughts, so i'm not guaranteed to answer asks on these.

i reserve the right to turn down asks / soft thoughts requests if i disagree with the idea or if they make me uncomfortable in any way, even if they don't show up in this list.

#info

[head-empty-except-4-blorbos]

It's me again! I wanted to make a new blog to organize things better for self shipping.

I was elements-in-harmony. Y’know, that weirdass.

This blog will mainly be for some blorbo arts, general imagines and positivity, all that fun stuff. It's easier to post things that encompass all of my blorbos here rather than share them from each of my blorbo sideblogs, which can be found here!!!

For Raymond Stantz @mass-sponge-migration

For Hizashi Yamada @radi0blahblah

For Elwood Blues @dry-white-toast

For Jon Katz @cheese-club-meeting

I'll also reserve this blog for my selfships with my ocs!

Heres a small list of my other f/os I'll post about here!

Luigi from Super Mario Bros

Ron Lynch from Home Movies

Dedusmuln from Hylics

Stuart Pot from Gorillaz

Laios Touden from Dungeon Meshi (haven't even gotten to watch/read it yet lol)

Feel free to interact or talk about your ships here! Hopefully we can be friends!

Usual DNI: racists, pedos, proshippers, anti-selfshipping, minors (not personal), homophobic, transphobic, TERF, anti-LGBTQIA+ in general, Harry Potter fans, self ship with real people, and also just lousy or mean people. Y’know the drill.

💛🎵💛🎵💛🎵💛🎵💛🎵💛🎵

🎵💛🎵💛🎵💛🎵💛🎵💛🎵💛

#self ship #self shipping #self ship community #self ship promo

[celeste-i]

if I get proper obsessed with black sails it will be the first time in a long time that I'm autistic on main. usually I reserve my "need to see him bent over" posts for my video game sideblog. but this isn't a video game. so now you all must see this