#Aaaa it took me like a week to actually do this!!

[duchess7878]

aaaa im enjoying your Johnny fics so much I swear I’m down bad for this man 😮‍💨 would you be into doing one with johnny slicing his name into the reader??🤌

You got it ;) I hope you like this one! <3

“Come on darlin’, this is going to take longer the more you squirm and if you make me mess up I’ll have ‘ta start somewhere else.” Johnny warned, gripping my waist tighter and trying to still my hip. I could only groan and sob as he began on the first ‘N’. After trying to escape-he fucked me like a wild animal and then brought me out to the shed for a “surprise.” That being what’s happening now.

“It hurts.” I cried, tears streaming down my face as I tried to resist moving. He was carving the second line of the letter as he leaned down to lay a gentle kiss next to the burning wound. My stomach fluttered at the gentle gesture but was quickly ripped away when he began the third line.

“Oh I know sweet pea. Now you know how I felt when I found you missin’. Even better, now you won’t dare think about doin’ this again-let alone tryin’ to.” He said sweetly, licking up a drop of blood that began to spill down my side.

“You know I wouldn’t do this if I didn’t love you right?” He asked, pausing the carving to look up at me.

“Yes Johnny, I know. I love you too.” I said quietly, the stinging pain burning hotter with each second. He gave a soft smile and turned his attention back to his work-but he sat back to admire what he has done so far before continuing again.

“And here I thought you couldn’t be more perfect.” He said, placing another kiss directly on the cut. The sting sending pain and pleasure through me together.

It had been about a week since the incident and I was sitting on Johnny’s bed, coloring in the coloring book he had found in one of the recent victims cars. I looked up when the door opened suddenly and in walked Johnny. He was sweaty from working in the Texas heat and properly tending to the yard. He told me I was too delicate for hard work like that so he let me stay in the house, but sometimes he would make me sit outside with him just wanting my company. I don’t argue, I actually like it when he asks me. He took off his shirt and tossed it onto the bed next to the pillow before sitting behind me and putting his legs on either side of me.

He scooted back so he was lying against the wall and leaned forward to put his rough hands on my waist and pulled me back against him-my back flush against his chest. He began laying light kisses on my neck and rubbing circles into my sides.

“How’re you feelin darlin’? Does it hurt anymore?” He asked, moving his fingers down to the hem of my shirt lifting it to reveal his name on my hip.

“No. It’s healing nicely.” I said, leaning back into him putting my hand over his making our fingers interlock.

“Good girl. I love you so much.” He said, using his other hand to turn my head towards him as our lips touched.

#johnny slaughter #johnny slaughter x reader #johnny tcm #tcm #texas chainsaw game #texas chainsaw massacre

[illicitlimerence-writes]

traditions | p. gasly

pairing: pierre gasly x reader word count: 1.1k words (thankfully) request: yep! by anon: “aaaa i love your works sm! can i request something child or pregnancy related with pierre? anything ngl i just have baby fever and the thought of pierre with kids makes me 🥰” prompt: making christmas treats ⎯ “stop eating all of the cookies!”  from this prompt list. not my prompts, credits to the person who created it!warnings: pregnancy, bickering, language maybe. a/n: day 3! i know this is short but i’ll try to make all of these this length. REMINDER THAT MY REQUESTS ARE CLOSED, EVEN IF IT’S FOR THE SPECIAL. pls, i don’t want to close my askbox but if i keep getting i’ll have to turn it off.

my masterlist / 25 days of christmas masterlist

the holidays were right around the corner, and she liked having little rituals that she and pierre fulfilled every year. from decorating their shared apartment, to doing movie nights and gift-shopping. her favorite part was baking treats, an entire day of preparing different fillings for pies, dough for cookies, and pierre following his mother’s recipe for the perfect hot chocolate. 

they’d been preparing for this day for a week, buying everything they needed and even more stuff that she’d started craving recently. she was four months pregnant with their first little baby. after being together for five years, they felt ready to expand their family and try getting pregnant.

she was sure that pierre was going to be a great father, seeing him with his nieces and nephews always made her baby fever go through the roofs. he was so good with kids, always willing to play and not afraid to look ridiculous as he let the kids dress him up in crazy costumes for their games. he was so caring and gentle, but at the same time not afraid to get his hands dirty as he followed the kids’ orders to whatever plan they had in mind.

the moment they’d found out they were pregnant pierre was over the moon. already searching for ways to baby-proof their apartment, looking for clothes and a crib and things to decorate little gasly’s room. she’d looked at him with teary eyes, if this was how he reacted just to the news… she couldn’t imagine what he’d be like when the little one was actually born.

“is it ready?” she asked, watching pierre stirring the hot chocolate. she’d been craving it for so long, she could actually taste it in her mouth. 

“just one more minte, mon coeur,” he turned to her, watching her nibbling on one of the sugar cookies, he grinned, “stop eating all of the cookies,” he chuckled, making her roll her eyes.

“it’s not me, it’s you son,” she said. a teasing look on her face. they’d decided to wait until the birth to find out the gender, but she had a feeling it was going to be a boy. pierre hoped for a girl.

“well then, my little ladies can have as many as they want,” he said smugly, making his belief clear. he turned off the stove, and turned to her, placing a hand to her cheek, the other one finding her waist. she smiled at the closeness, ever since she found out about the pregnancy she found herself constantly craving physical contact. not just intimately, but a simple touch was enough. he leaned in, pecking the side of her lip, getting some of the leftover sugar from her lips. “you taste sweet, amour,” pierre hummed, enjoying the way she was basically melting under his touch.

“we should… finish making the pasties, before i get distracted,”

“you’ve been insatiable this month,” he noted, ever since she finished her first trimester and the nausea was gone, every single cell in her body called for him. 

“not my fault,” she chuckled, pressing a kiss to his cheek before reluctantly letting go of him. 

as they waited for the hot chocolate to cool down a little, they took out a tray with nutella-filled pastries out of the oven, waiting for those to cool down as well.

“i’ll go set up the living room,” pierre announced, kissing the side of her forehead, “don’t eat these yet, please, you’ll get burned,”

“yeah, i know,” she said, even though her mouth was watering just at the sight of the golden pastries. 

she took out two mugs from a cabinet, matching mr. and mrs. claus ones that she found at an antique store in paris a few days ago. she served the hot chocolate, watching the kitchen counter filled with all the different types of christmas desserts they’d made that day. she was proud of herself, that even though the pregnancy was taking a toll on her health, she still had the strength and spirits to keep the tradition going. 

her eyes found the golden pastries. she knew they were going to be good. they looked absolutely perfect. she had to have one. she could still hear pierre scrolling through netflix trying to find a movie, she could have one and get away with it. she picked the perfect one, blowing on it before giving it a small bite.

the sound that came out of her… it was one that she only heard herself emitting when she was with pierre. it surprised her so much that she covered her mouth with a hand, trying to contain a chuckle, praying that pierre hadn’t heard her.

her eyes went up as she saw pierre walking in, a confused look on his face. so he had heard hear. 

“i should’ve known,” he smirked, looking at the sweet dessert in her hand. “it’s that good?” he asked, approaching her. she nodded, laughing at the absurdity of it all. she lifted the chocolatey treat to his lips, waiting to see his reaction.

“it’s great, right?” she asked, pierre nodded, eyes widening a little. 

“we really knocked it out of the park this year,” 

“i think it’s our little lady tasting everything for the first time that makes it all feel better.”

“i agree. i think our baby boy is enjoying all of this,” she retorted.

“girl,” pierre said.

“boy.” she lifted an eyebrow.

“girl,” he took a step closer to her.

“boy.” she dared one look to the side, seeing an opportunity.

“girl,” he insisted, placing his hands on her waist, turning her so her back was against the counter. 

perfect, she thought.

“boy.” she dipped her finger in the opened nutella jar, smearing it all over his face. she chuckled, watching his shocked expression.

“you did not,” he said, moving to grab the jar, but she was faster, holding the clean side of his face in one hand and started placing small kisses, cleaning a little bit of it.

“no, no, i’m sorry,” she laughed, grabbing a towel and cleaning his face. “i’m sorry, i can have my karma later, now i just want to watch a movie and eat as much of these as i can,” she said, placing a hand on her stomach without noticing. he noticed, and decided to please her. 

“of course, amour, anything for my girls.” he said, turning around to grab their mugs, and walked out of the kitchen.

“it’s a boy!”

#pierre gasly imagine #f1 imagine #f1 one shot #f1 drivers #pierre gasly x reader #pierre gasly one shot #pierre gasly fanfic #pierre gasly fanfiction #pierre gasly fic #pierre gasly fluff #pierre gasly oneshot #pierre gasly drabble #pierre gasly x y/n #pierre gasly x you #f1 fandom #f1 fiction #1blr #f1 fanfiction #f1 fic #f1 fanfic #f1 x reader #f1 #formula one x reader #formula 1 imagine #formula 1 #formula one imagine #25 days of christmas

[nopanamaman]

Heyo. Sorry if I'm doing this wrong but i downloaded Tumblr because of you and your PAFL series. I've never been a fan of vocaloid songs but i listen to yours at least once a week. I was wondering if you took inspiration from anything when your songs lyrics?. I'm aware the setting is somewhat based on stalker but some of your Lyrics are honestly amazing. Ones like

"I've got no ammo but an ambition to fight"

Are so perfect. And they way your songs flow to seamlessly is great

Aaaa thank you so much! I'm really flattered you enjoy my lyrics:')

It's difficult to pinpoint specific inspirations, since I tend to simply write things that sound cool and roll off the tongue easily hahah

I know I spent a lot of time picking apart Pink Floyd lyrics in middle school, there's just so much unique and memorable imagery in them. They're smart, but never feel overly complicated or obtuse for the sake of being obtuse. I respect that a lot! There are lots of other bands that influenced me of course, but this is one of the first ones that come to mind.

There's also literature. I don't read as much as I used to, but whenever I do, I try to make mental notes on the cool turns of phrase I come across, unusual comparisons, meldic wordings. Same goes for movies, documentaries, Wikipedia articles - man, anything.

It's really banal, but I think just reading and listening to a lot of different stuff is the number one way to get a sense for metaphors and other types of expressive means. Literally anything can become lyrics material if you bend it into shape.

Personally, a lot of my lyric writing is working backwards from having a cool turn of phrase or reference in mind and figuring out how to work that into the lyrics in a way that makes sense. There's still a lot of Rhymezoning and Thesaurusing involved, but those won't help much if you don't have a certain library of ideas and expressions to pull from.

And sometimes even if you have plenty of reference material, nothing will come out sounding right. This was the case with the PAFL song I'm currently working on - I had a clear idea of WHAT it should convey, but everything I wrote sounded so trite. It's like my library ran dry or just didn't have the resources for this particular subject.

So I took a break from the song, consumed a shit ton of different media, took more mental notes - and whadya know, actually found the words I was looking for! And after I got the first couple of phrases down, everything else gradually fell into place as well.

It's a slow approach and is neither necessary nor applicable to every songwriter, but this is what I've recently figured works for myself.

#this is MY blog and I WILL be self indulgent #asks #blog #again thank you it means a lot! #Really though sorry for rambling

[bluexiao]

#blue life update

- omg omg it has been a long time, hasn’t it?? three months?? i have lost count! but anyway, i’m still pretty busy but a part of me dreads for the kind of normalcy i had before and alsooo like i said it’s fontaine update! i’ve been pretty ia in genshin but writing and reading about them helps me be more active! after all,,, i need them primos for vil and furina i cant LOSE

- anyway actually my past few months had been HECTIC! I had 3 (theater) jobs along with my academics so it was difficult to juggle my time especially during july (ey i just turned 21 yay) where everyday there’s a show happening and i had no sleep, no rest, and definitely no time to even think about others or even myself. but anyway i succeeded! and now i have 70 hours left needed for my ojt hours out of 400!

- i actually started voice acting! i only had one job so far since i had been busy with theater tho but i enjoyed it! would love to voice act for anyone if you’re in need!

- my perspective in acting changed. like DRASTICALLY. idk if i’ve ever opened that here before but i have bad experiences in the past with acting,,, but after working outside of school (for once, finally), i felt some sort of spark inside me light up again,,, (and i may end up being a musical actress soon!)

- also i’m learning how to drive! well, this is my most recent update since i just took the test and passed like this weekend (ik i’m pretty late i’m sorry it’s a solo kid problem along with the fact that i never intended to learn after graduating)

- speaking of graduating,,,, THIS BLUE IS GRADUATING NEXT YEAR!! AAAA JUST ONE TERM LEFT AND I’M FREEEE (at least from uni,,, but i’ll have to work so maybe not totally free)

- i got into hsr! MY GODDD i’m loving it! tho i hate the relics i’ve been farming for 2 straight weeks and i have not got a himeko 5* body relic yet i am crYING

on another note, how have you all been? i missed everyone in here! i’ll make sure to write as soon as i can (with the winning prompt yesterday~) probably after i do my archon quest— I KNOW WHAT YOU’RE GONNA SAY BLUE WHY-SORRY I HAD BEEN SO PREOCCUPIED KSKSK

#🎐 #blue life update #i missed doing this lmao i was supposed to do this like a day ago but…. i kept forgetting about it ksksks

[cleolinda]

Weekend links

My posts

I don’t know why, but losing an hour with Daylight Savings is hitting me hard; my eyelids feel glued shut. ONWARD. 

On Patreon: Someone was outside my house and was apparently watching my mom take the dog out and knocked on my front door at 3 am. This is true. I have no idea what the fuck or why. (I actually do not think they were there to watch us.) We are looking into the whole Ring/Nest camera thing. 

This is why I said Tree Removal Guy did not know what he was getting into. Somebody in our damn hedges at the witching hour knocking softly (so it wasn’t a walrus) on the front door--yeah, I’m freaked out, but at a certain point, where I live is Just Like That. 

Reblogs of interest

The Hot & Vintage Movie Women Poll: Round 1 is brutal and it won’t get any easier from here. The earliest polls in the round have started to close, and [FEWER THAN HALF OF ROUND 1 IS UP, IF YOUR FAVORITE HAS NOT SHOWN UP YET THEY WILL. THESE ARE NOT THE FINALISTS. PROVE THAT TUMBLR CAN READ] some of the contestants moving forward include BUT ARE NOT LIMITED TO Maude Fealy, Diana Rigg, Lalita Pawar, Musidora, Asta Nielsen, Angela Lansbury, Lupe Velez, Eartha Kitt, Alla Nazimova, Anna May Wong, Lauren Bacall, Sharmila Tagore, Theda Bara, and Nancy Kwan. DOZENS of polls are still open or have not even been posted yet, please refer to hotvintagepoll’s Ladies 1 tag or the archive view of it.

I chipped in on some reblog propaganda here and there (I tried, Edwige), but I really went in for Ingrid Bergman, to whom I have a slight and questionable resemblance. She tears it up in Gaslight--here is the scene where she turns the tables on her gaslighting (origin of the word!) husband. 

Meanwhile: 

AI is stealing from AI and I hope they steal each other’s dicks off.

The New Twilight Series Will Be Animated, God Help Us All

Submit your stories (by which I mean “short true-ish anecdotes,” not “creative writing.” That’s for Are You Scared) for Too Many Spirits, home of the Meatball Story.

For Hire: Ghost Hunter

Extremely good Labyrinth analysis, but also, “goblin prom” took me out

Behold, the default object!

A Saw heritage post

Lucy the orphan-generating coal baron cat

A dandy lion

Video

Chocolate Guy has learned how to make packing tape

Cream cheese pottery: “this is the chocolate guy’s wario”

“Blue Monday” in Mid Evil Times

Improving your balance with hybridcalisthenics

Genderfluid hijab styles

Him face came around again

hhhkh. nngn. mmah. nah. aaaa. aa.

The sacred texts

“However you think this story will end is wrong”

Haiku Bot speaks

Those are his hooves

Personal tag of the week

International Women's Day.

#weekend links #odds and ends #linkspam

[transformersartist]

AAAA HERE IS THE CHUMBERFORMERS STUFFED DRIFT FIC

Yall want some chubformers? You got it boo

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Drift struggled with refueling, while the war had been over for more then 4 million years, he still struggled in refueling, but when he did, the mech practically pigged out, he ate as if it was his last meal, but when his plating would swell and the food actually went to his hips , thighs and tanks, all he felt after was digust, mostly with himself, primus he wondered what Ratchet ever saw in him, but he'd never say anything about it, to embarrassed and ashamed to say anything of the sort.

Ratchet started to notice when Drift would spend a few days away from him, then spend weeks after lessening his refueling sessions, and honestly he was slowly starting to lose his patience about it, Drift had bothered to talk to him and started to become painfully obvious that Drift was hiding something.

Weeks go by, Ratchet had a late night shift, and Drift had spent damn near a month not refueling, his HUD system's warned him of every low energon levels, and one bite would never hurt...but only one bite, he had to watch what he ate he had too-

Ratchet walked into there shared habsuite to someone in the kitchen, the medic paused and went to see what or who it was. When Ratchet walked in his optics widened at the sight.

There sat Drift, his ankle puffy from overeating he had been doing. When spotting the medic, he struggled to swallow what was in his intake, Ratchet spotted his mate tense, looking ashamed, fearful and...disgusted? But with who- oh-

Drift tried to hold back a whimper "Primus Ratty I'm so sorry, I'm sorry you had to see this, I just...I was hungry and I hadn't refueled in a while and-"

Ratchet was beside the mech within seconds, soothing his upset mate who buried his helm into the medics chassis, Ratchet rubbed his helm finials gently and Drift relaxed "good primus kid don't you ever apologize...I knew something was wrong I just...primus you should have told me sooner love, don't ever be ashamed"

Drift frowned "Ratchet look at me...I'm a pig, primus I eat as if I'll die-

Ratchet shut him up with a kiss and caressed his cheekplate "Drift, you've been struggling with this..and I said I'd love you unconditionally, and I'd admit this..may be making my old frame up seeing you like this-"

Drift paused and hesitated and huffed "you don't have to be nice ratty-" ratchet shook his helm "I'm serious, why don't I show you hm? If you can eat the rest of everything you made, I'll do whatever you want"

Drift paused and hesitated "Ratty I can't...primus there's a lot here-" a spoon full of Energon RustCap pudding with copper shavings filled his intake, the medics other servo caressed and kneaded and the cubby mesh under rhis abdominal Armour, Drift shuddered and chewed, swallowing he whined, Ratty shushed him "your my.mate, and it's doctors orders, you need to eat up" he remarked and kissed at Drifts neck cables "Your beautiful Drift, and primus seeing you like this...I may just have to help you be fed next time too" he mused.

Drifts cheeks and the tips of his helm finials went a light pink and he took in another spoonful

With much encouragement and belly and thigh rubs, Drift finished his dinner, Ratchet cleaned dup and helped his mate to berth, kneading at his swelled belly mesh from the food Drift had eaten, his thighs, hips and aft were no better but Ratchet certainly wasn't complaining

When Drift felt tapping at his panelhis panel slid back, his spike stood stiff, swollen black valve.folds slick with lubricant greeted Ratchet like a old friend.

Ratchet hummed lowly "now..its my turn to get my fill~" he mused, and after pressing kisses to his mates.swollen mesh belly then went to his valve and immediately dug in for his meal, three digits slid in and out of his mates valve and slid his glossia in and out as well

Drift moaned and shuddered, his valve calipers cycled down on his mates digits and glossia, Ratchet continued his movements, and when his digits pressed into a Ultra sensitive cluster of nodes, Drift moaned loudly "Ratty~!!!" And overloaded.

Ratchet lapped up the overload and sat up and pulled out his digits and cleaned him and purred and let his frame press into his mates swollen mesh and Drift whimpered, they shared a kiss as his spike panel slid back and slid into his mates valve, the two moaned into each other's mouths.

Ratchet began thrusting at a quick and deep pace, thrusting in and out and hitting every sensitive node in drifts valve who keened and moaned loudly, Ratchet kept his pace and groaned "Frag kid...so tight" he grunted and went harder.

Drift clung to his mate and let.out groans, grunts and moans. Ratchet was no better, caressing every bit of his chubby mates frame, and his own spike twitched...primus..thoughts wondered to how he'd look if he were sparked and like this..and with that, his pace went faster.

Within minutes the two let out a loud moan of each other's names and overloaded, hard, Ratchet spilt himself within drifts valve, Drift made a mes sof the medics spike.

Ratchet remained there and smirked and hummed and kneaded at drifts chubby belly and Thighs, Drift began to relax and purr lowly, nuzzling into the medic "..thank you Ratty.."

Ratchet kisse dhis mates.bruised dermas lightly "there isn't a need to thank me kid..now rest, I'll be here" he reassured, Drift had fallen asleep, of course the two had much to discuss in the morning, but for now, Ratchet would enjoy seeing his mate overful and semi round from overeating, and after.pulling out and cleaning them both up, he laid beside Drift and pulled him close and he too shortly after was put into recharge.

#transformers #mtmte #mtmte drift #mtmte ratchet #mtmte dratchet #chubformers #Stuffed drift #valveplug #ENJOY YOU SIMPS

[ovium-sheep]

Aaaa, your animal jam drawing of dragon Alejandro now has me dying to know more about your fantasy AU! Is he some kind of prophetized figure, or is he just a silly big guy (based on the art with Cody rescuing him) in love with a silly little guy (Cody)?

RAAAH, I’ve been waiting for people to ask, the story is currently very complicated but I suppose I could give a very brief summary about he, his brothers, his mother, and his father!

Felipe is a purebred dragon, Sophia is a human (pretty sure those are their names.)

Felipe and Sophia obviously fell in love (how else do we get the 3 B bros??) and Felipe hid his love for her during their relationship, he and her had the three, the timeline is a little messy rn, Carlos was first, then Jose 5 years after Carlos, then Alejandro 1 year after Jose.

Around Alejandro’s 6th birthday Felipe’s farther discovered his son’s “fling” and he was not pleased. He deemed Alejandro, Carlos, and Jose impure and curses upon the land because of their human and dragon blood and so sent for them and their mother to be executed.

Felipe was against this HOWEVER he was afraid of his father and had a similar complex to actual Alejandro, always trying to live up to his expectations and seeing of him very highly, so he pulled out the bystander card and was going to watch his son’s and his beloved be killed (haven’t decided how yet, this is still in very early development.)

On the day their mother died Alejandro was just a few weeks over 6, Jose was 7, and Carlos was 12, they were forced to watch her execution and they were all set to be executed on separate days (Idk Alejandro’s gramp’s cruel like that or sumthin’) fortunately Carlos had planned something out for their escape just a few days before his execution, unfortunately it would need to take place during his execution, so on the day of Carlos’s execution they made their escape with no older brother 😢 (also haven’t figured out the escape yet but I’ve only really focused on fixing up the story since the main ship change 😭)

Jose took care of Alejandro for a few years until Alejandro turned 13 when he dipped, he deemed him worthy enough to live on his own by then and was tired of dealing with another kid his age.

The rest past that point is still a little unrefined, more unrefined than what I just described so I’m gonna leave it here, thank you for asking, it is greatly appreciated!! 🙏🙏

#total drama #tdi #tdi alejandro #fantasy #tdi au

[paperzombiie]

How is Nohreh doing?

he's... surviving(?) this is gonna be a long post bc i've been wanting to talk about this so i apologise in advance fndjksnfjd

right now his story and the rp is on hiatus for numerous reasons but to summarize it:

-original rp discord group closed suddenly bc admins were antis, threw a hissy fit and didn't want anyone to have fun if it wasn't on their own extremely sanitized """moral""" terms (like, every time a character did anything wrong we had to clearly state we didn't support what they did... and other even worse things like that ugh)

-we (the users) made a new discord group to continue with the story as we pleased (hence the change from "azalea valley" to "rhododendron island". the tag is now called "rhodo island")

-we had a few rp events but eventually we all got busy with our jobs/uni so we had to make a pause

story wise, Nohreh has:

-found out Demian bit Coni on a full moon and went hiding from everyone

-went looking for him when he didn't reappear after a week and become closer after taking care of him

-had a period of "peace" until they uh... let's say they both fucked up and had sex again when they didn't even know what they wanted from each other. that put a strain on their friendship, Demian refused to talk to him but only bc he was so afraid and anxious (he doesn't hook up with the same person twice to avoid getting attached and this went against all his own internal set of rules), Nohreh thought he was mad at him, communication issues ensue

-they finally talked about it (or at least tried to) and both concluded they needed a bit of time away from each other to think but agreed to talk about it again after some time passed

-Nohreh took that opportunity to go to the sea and finally dare to search for his grandpa following a lead he obtained a while ago

-not only he did find him but he also found his grandma! they were both alive living in a mermaid city but grandpa couldn't go back to the surface due to a curse. his grandma was actually the mermaid witch who lifted the seal that suppressed his mer self from birth on this comic (she's the one saying "welcome back")

-spent some time with them catching up and learned a bit of his own family history, along with the reason they decided to stop living as mermaids and forget the rest of the family (said reason is still a WIP, sorry 💦 let's say it was just good ol' family drama with a mix of magic in it)

-came back to the island and reunited with his friends and Demian. they talked, agreed to take things slow and take care of each other

-had a halloween party organized by the villagers and almost had a date night with Demian. as the island is located in the southern hemisphere that means it was summer storms season... a particularly bad tropical storm quickly developed on halloween night and plunged the whole island into chaos. lighting caused the lighthouse to malfunction and the electricity of the whole place went down for a couple of weeks. a dense fog seemingly undisturbed by the storm engulfed the town and strange things started to happen, with voices being heard at night and weird silhouettes seen stalking the villagers in the fog

-Nohreh and his friends had to go through a few chilling adventures to restore the power to the lighthouse and the island, and finally succeded! the fog disappeared and everything went to normal... or at least as normal as one can be after a strong tropical storm

-in the process he discovered the lighthouse acts as a guardian for the island that keeps the paranormal fog at bay. it's inhabited by a lady who's some kind of brazilian fairy whose name escapes me at the moment, the thing is, she controls electricity and provides the whole island with power

-he's helping rebuild a few places and trying to return to his normal life... but things feel different. dead animals keep washing ashore on the beaches and Fay has told him he had a premonition about a new danger lurking in the island after the storm awoke it...

aaaaand that's all i have for now lol

i suspect this is not the kind of answer you were expecting, maybe something with a little drawing on it but i honestly been too caught up with what's happening with my country so i apologise for the lack of drawings ;__; still, it fills me with immense joy to know someone still wants to know about Nohreh so, thank you for asking!!

#eze talks #nohreh #rhodo island #editing the tags to say i feel i have reached the end of season 1 of Nohreh's story fkdjsbfk #let's hope i can continue with season 2... i have lots of things planned for him #some spoilers: he'll come face to face with that new danger and his brother might make an appearance on the island

[its-to-the-death]

Godddamn this competition has consumed so much of a time over the past week.

Bracket H thoughts:

Both of the first ones were good so I chose "Attack at the Wall" out of personal preference.

Darla had a point, people do love things that are "Big and Loud." The reprise is better with the context of the original.

...I know everyone is gushing in the notes about "I'm the Villain in My Own Story" and "Playing With the Big Boys Now" isn't the best villain song in that movie, but I honestly enjoyed it more? Probably because of a combination of nostalgia and *Megamind voice* PRESENTATION! Also probably doesn't help that I haven't watched Crazy Ex-Girlfriend in forever.

"Marley and Marley" is a darkly awesome bop.

"Molasses to Rum" is such a weirdly cool callout of Northern hypocrisy that I voted for it, but I was really tempted by "When the Chips Are Down" because I do think that one is better musically.

After much deliberation, I voted for "One Step Ahead" because I am a sucker for the homoerotic power of swordfighting and calling someone "old friend". Also the soundtrack version of "Made in America" is better than the live performance because everyone was kind of sick when they did the Black Friday proshoot and it really shows.

The lyrics of "Why We Build The Wall" are so good, damn.

"Descole's theme live version" just sounded better to me, IDK.

Oh my god "Countdown." Dawn's singing. The hidden countdown in the lyrics. "The tick-tock of my flintlock's hangfire." The Western guitar. Vote for "Countdown," PLEASE. Everyone needs to hear Dawn sing right now.

"I Love You (As Much As Someone Like Me Can Love Anyone)" doesn't even seem that evil to me, that's just an aromantic trying to clarify the nature of her relationship with her fuckbuddy (joking). Anyway, try watching the actual Omega Flowey boss fight and tell me "Your Best Nightmare" doesn't deserve the win.

...I love "The Ballad of Sara Berry," but "God-Shattering Star" is one of the few redeeming factors of the rushed clusterfuck that is the final stages of Verdant Wind*. Anyway it's still a really badass song with a badass title.

"Friends in Low Places" is a kickass rock number. Also why are FernGully's villain songs so weirdly horny.

THAT FUCKING PIANO. VOTE FOR "BATTLE! POKEMON WIELDER VOLO."

Ok guys I know we all love PnF but "Evil for Extra Credit" is not as good as Bernadette Peters' villainous yet tragic performance in "Stay With Me."

THE PLATYPUS SONG IS NOT A VILLAIN SONG. HE'S NOT DOING VILLAINY OR SINGING ABOUT VILLAINY. HE'S JUST DJ-ING A PARTY. I WILL DIE ON THIS HILL.

The essay in the notes about "Eternity Served Cold" convinced me to vote for it. Join us filthy Homestucks in turning this one around.

*Why does nobody talk about the antisemitic implications of the eeeeevil conspiracy of underground people (who you genocide) that are secretly ruling the world with blood magic+infiltrating society and were responsible for killing Crystal Dragon Jesus. I mean, I know why, but come on guys.

Aaaa I’ve loved hearing your opinions on all these even though that probably took so much time!

#pulling from the pot of asks #villain song showdown

[satoruzlove]

HELLO HELLO HELLO CONGRATULATIONS ON 1K 😳😳😳😳😳👏👏👏👏👏 !!!!! Im still new here but i love ur works and ur blog in general ure awesome and u def deserve more recognition 😤😤😤👏👏

And if you dont mind me joining ur 1k event, mayhaps a yamaguchi tadashi with the prompt hallway crush? 🥺🥺

AAAA TYSM BABY, I APPRECIATE U SM💗thank you for reading !!! and of COURRSSEE!!!! i was hoping someone asked 4 him cus there isn’t enough writing for him):

BUTTERFLY.

[ yamaguchi tadashi ]

tadashi’s locker closes with a soft ‘click’ and a deep gulp.

tsukishima had bumped his shoulder softly, sending him a sly grin. the freckled boy knew what this meant, seeing as they had made up a little code gesture for whenever you came around. this gesture came about maybe two weeks after tadashi laid his eyes on you - his hallway crush.

he was just joking around with his best friend on a certain december 3rd, it was chilly but he hadn’t felt a single tinge of cold that day. his skin was warm, flushed and felt as if there were little bubbles of adornment popping under it. his pupils dilated widely, lashes fluttering as his neck moved smoothly because in that moment, he felt as if he would simply whither if he ever took his eyes off of you. the movements you made were soft, elegant, affectionate towards your friends. he loved how your hair was done, the way it complimented your outfit. he thought your smile was gorgeous, your teeth sparkling under the sunlight streaming in from the hallway windows. tadashi thought you were unreal. he had even told tsukishima that you reminded him of a butterfly .

so as the boy heard your shoes against the tacky flooring of your school- his heart rate sped up dangerously and his palms began to sweat. what was he gonna say? were you gonna bully him? no, you would never. he knows that. you’re far too kind, too compassionate to do that. it’s what he loves about you- although he’s never experienced it first hand- via stalking your social media he knows. you tap his shoulder and apart from him towering over you, he feels tiny. “hi, tadashi right?” you start. he nods with a boyish smile, “ yes! yeah! that’s me. do you need something, yn?” he asks nervously. your eyebrow quirks at him knowing your name, and of course it doesn’t go unnoticed. he makes a mental note to kick himself in the shin later.

“ no, i just wanted to say i love your sweater actually,” you explain shyly. tadashi’s heart thumps loudly, a single beat felt in his throat and in his tummy as the already existing butterflies uproar. he giggles, fiddling with the hem of said sweater. it was a pretty greyish blue - and it had little daisies on it. it suited him. when you made a comment about it to your friends, they had all pushed you to tell tadashi because oh- what d’ya know?

tadashi was your hallway crush too.

“oh! thanks it uhm,” he pauses, stuffing his hands into the pockets, “ it has pockets !” tadashi exclaims. you laugh, fully and happily at his excitement towards the pockets. he laughs along, attempting to ignore the affection growing in his stomach, his chest, the dizziness he felt. your laugh was beautiful. soft, melodic and dreamy : standard qualities that you also held. “ that’s awesome, huh?” you reply, your laughter dying out. he nods again, words evading him as he admired the flutter of your eyelashes while you tried to stop laughing. he would never know that it was from your own nervousness.

“the sweater wasn’t the only thing i came here for, actually,” you say. his head perks up, eyebrows raised and eyes wide. you looked up finally from your hands, “ i actually wanted to ask if uhm,” you pause. taking in a breath and trying to ignore tadashi’s sparking eyes. “ do you wanna maybe , go out? with me?”

tadashi felt warmth. light, giddish and free. like the wind in a field of cold air and warm sunlight, like cool sheets on a hot day, like sprite down your throat. happy, nervous, beautiful .

just like a butterfly.

#haikyuu #haikyuu!! #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu hcs #haikyuu x gn reader #yamaguchi x reader #yamaguchi tadashi x reader #yamaguchi headcanons #yamaguchi tadashi headcanons #yamaguchi tadashi #yamaguchu tadashi scenarios

[neutrallyobsessed]

EPISODE 1!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THEY'RE BACK!!!!!

there in school again and Jesús hates it lol speaking of, everyone hates Joan~ lolol

AHHH THE BLEACHERS CREATURES NOTE!! Oh shit- its funnier than i expected heh, reminds me of Mikitaka honestly~~

Wait, so this guy isn't Malcom X? Then who tf is he? fr i didnt catch a word he said when he said his name..... I guess i'll be calling him Malcom X for the rest of this liveblog and when i finish ill check what his name really is lol, i really dont wanna spoil myself on this!

POINT! attention whore confucius my beloved~~, but let's see what this professor is all about...

Abe and JFK friendship! That sounds lovely and I sure don't care! But wish the best for them shippers! I'm also crossing my fingers! Teehee :3c

INTRO!! IT'S THE SAME AS BEFORE!! eh okay, kinda wanted it to change to reflect the current relationships but the only thing that should change is the parts with Joan, JFK and Abe so.... yeah its ok...

And Candide is the sole member of the board, yeah that makes sense lol, she also took vacation, haha "tanned"

GANDHI!!!!!! SXTREAM BLU!!! BEST DUDES 4EVER!!!! KNORK!!!! G-SPOT!!!!!! RAISINS!!!!!!! wait the retainers are actually Joan's...

THE EAR PIERCING!!!!!!!!!!!

they were right, they really are teasing our cocks with gandhi what the fuck

HE'S HERE!!

YEAH GIRL INTERRUPT THAT MUSICAL, NOBODY LIKES THAT SHIT HELL YEAH!!! and there are better people out there that can explain why Jackie is epic yoo

I just want more points jsksjksjksjsjsks

yeah "well funded" but............. oh cool a rocket! so it is true that theyll send them clone to space? :D

Wow Harriet being non-conformist by being conformist thats punk as hell man!

wait book burning? lmao- NOOOOO NOT THE FUCKING MAGNETS PRESENTATION AAAA BUT THE POINTSSSS NOW WE WILL NEVER KNOW HOW DO THEY WORK!!!!

oh but harriet/not malcom x apperantly? thats looking good so far ey

Hmm i still buy the theory that Exclamation! is in Nebraska

OH umm Mr B had a very smooth animation right there.....and yeah this whole scene is funny lolol glass ceiling

JFK being a jerk ass bully!!! Hell yeah!!!! :DDD

omg this is so funny cause like JUST THIS WEDNEDSDAY! JimmyHere did his ylyl vid of the week and in that vid he went to fact check about what happens if you eat a magnet! The answer being well yeah it wont kill you but ahahahha DONT DO IT MMMMM :))))

OH MOTHERFUCKER- QUE CONCHA DE SU MADRE JJAJAJJAJA me cae chistoso este profe, con que se la andara?

OYO THE TENSION! THAT YOUTUBE SOUND EFFECT!!

I LOVE IT!!!

HE'S BACK!!

I mean yeah, it makes sense that you choose a good color when you paint a wall, specially for vandalism purposes but ey look! a canon couple passed by when Joan and Topher were in close proximity to each other! that MUST mean something right?!

MOPED!! That's SO cool! they're going Downtown babey ;3 with- the massive helmet eheh WOAH THATS TIGHT ALRIGHTTT

BILL NYE THE SCIENCE LIEEEEE JSKSJSKJSKSSKSJKS ES EXCELENTE

NADA QUE VER BOLUDAAAA NDEAAAAHHHH JSKSJKJSKSJKJS

AH BUENO EYE SEX REAL issss is this something the big mouth writers put on? ahahahhahhhhhh i want a word with them-

but does your eye got a boyfriend? WELL YEAH..........

.........

... eye got a boyfriend :v

sooo y'all just spray paint a wall? hmm ok, expecting future mischief to be more lethal next time~~

Oh so she call the feds first? hehehehhe

OHIO MENTIONED! IT HURTS TO BE THIS HIP

OOOHHHH ACCUSATIONS OF AFFAIRS~~

i love intentional animation inconsistencies uwu

OH NO ITS NOT SUNDAY OR HOLIDAYS!!!!!!

funny pose, and she's default posing lol, its kinda like the t-pose of flash/vector/2D animaion ;v

and the idea of having the idiot clone killed by their own idiocy is brilliant! BUt... his moment is over! a self contained story, what will happen next~?

oh so the sachel bleeds huh..... yknow itd be a lot funnier if humans didnt bleed but inanimate objects did, a bit of absurdist humor~~

lol suspect

Yaayyy Joan is part of the group and has friends and one of them is Topher, super important :D!

Rating: an aight start ^^/10!

Topher Bus has appeared on screen for 1:23 minutes (I'm not counting recaps or the intro)

#clone high #liveblogging #clone high season 3 #so im actually not good at counting time so its aprox actually haha

[crystaiskiess]

Okay, first, I had planned to post something today in honor of s3 (!!!) (another one of those scene + show edits) but didn’t have the time, but I’m going to make one like this week (maybe end up using scenes from this chapter because aaaa).  Second, I have so many thoughts about this chapter that I’m going to leave a comment on it on ao3.  So, here are my aaaaa thoughts and my ao3 comment will probably actually sound coherent lol.

The relationships!!!  I love how you write relationships in their complexities.  Morgana and Arthur’s relationship being a focus in this really fits, especially the difference in the beginning versus the end.

All he could feel was her absence. They were like two pieces of cotton woven to make a string, his life does not exist if not alongside hers. Even when they were not directly interacting he would see her at every moment throughout the day. Now, her empty seat at dinner seems to dominate the space, consuming his attention, memories of her in the halls and his chambers haunt him like a ghost. The one time he dared to go to her chambers the emptiness felt like an aching wound. Morgana entered his life when he was five years old, he doesn’t know a time when she wasn’t in the castle with him. She has always been a sister to him, and he misses her like a limb.

That being in the first four paragraphs, god my heart was being torn out of my chest already.  I knew the chapter would hurt, but I hadn’t been expecting it to hurt that fast.  I sat down, finally able to read after running errands, and was immediately kicked in the chest at full force.  Then we have Morgana’s perspective later, and once again, kicked in the chest.

Morgana looks up from the cauldron with a start. “Not Arthur.”

That one line had me have to stop for a second because I love the dynamic.  They love each other so very dearly that they see each other as siblings without even knowing they’re siblings.  Often times, we don’t get to see that explored in fics because it’s kind of hard to know in canon.  Or at least my opinion because we don’t understand if Morgana has entirely changed or there’s still some “good” (for a lack of a better word) left in her.

I will say that Gwen’s pov of Morgana actually made me want to sob.  Honestly, your writing just makes me feel all the emotions of the characters, so it’s not surprising that they’re in some distress that I’m in distress.  As I’ve said before, you have such a strength in emotion writing.  If you have any tips, please share because I’m always blown away every time I read OAFK (which has been several times). 

Where Gwen had once kept careful distance, Morgana pulled her in with both hands into her open arms. They grew beyond the role of maid and mistress, developing a true friendship that Gwen cherishes more than most other things in her life.

I’m trying to not like quote it too much, because it makes these get so long but it’s these two sentences that just started off their established relationship and getting ready to see what it is now.  Also, the knowledge of how Morgana feels/felt for Gwen doesn’t make it hurt but does at the same time.  I’m pretty sure it’s chapter nine where we’re introduced to Morgana’s love for Gwen, but it’s chapter thirteen where she thinks that Gwen knows she loves her (or maybe I misinterpreted that).  They both love each other so deeply, regardless of if in different ways, and seeing that fall apart a little just hurts.  It hurts Gwen, so it hurts me.

I have many thoughts and feelings about Morgana and Merlin, but that will make this probably 2k+ words long, and I’ll just do it in a comment on the chapter!  Also, do not feel bad about changing the update schedule!!!  You take the time you need to update!  There’s nearly 300k words currently, we can just reread it a million times.  It’s fun because you get to see more and more details every time!

HELLO !! im so sorry it took me so long to get to this, i read it immediately but it made me so happy i truly didn't know how to respond (also genuinely squealed over your ao3 comment too, you dont know how much it means to read analysis about my work i love it so much thank you)

morgana and arthur's dynamic is truly one of the most important things to me so im so glad you enjoyed this chapter and how i addressed them, i feel like the idea of her turning truly on arthur seems impossible to me when he technically had done nothing to her yet to make her feel betrayed, so it was important to me to show how much they love each other (this may come to hurt teehee)

and yes gwen and morgana !!!! the tragedy of what happens to them shouldnt be overlooked and there's absolutely more of that to come so look forward to that 👀

and thank you for your kind words about the update schedule !! it means a lot, it wasn't my ideal situation but id much rather continue posting regularly and just more spaced apart than have to hiatus so its the way it has to be !!

seriously thank you from the bottom of my heart for your kind comments and all your thoughts i keep coming back to them it just makes me so happy !! and thank you again for reading !!

#oafk #tj talks #not-rome

[flygefisk]

OOOO OK YOU ASKED FOR PEOPLE TO ASK ABT YOUR DRAGONS IM SO DOWN, so much so im going off anon for this shit /pos gods im obsessed with howl and synder rn, the writing was phenomenal!!! Since on my side fr is doing its maintenance thingy I cannot look at your lair, but id looove to know more about them!!

Like for example, is there any more about Syndor you can lore drop about? Is he a regular ol guy (species wise) or a lil something else?

Oh and Howl!!! Im sorry if its obvious and I just missed it cause its late but what is she?? It sounds like shes some sort of badass zombie but Id love to know

OH AND i am in fact very curious about the most recent anciets you got, they are so so cool!! I adore gentle giant characters, hugging the big ladies finger rn <333 I unfortuantly dont have a lot of ideas for names for either, but the sea monster is giving me K, A, or M vibe names, ones that sound sing songy to speak!

aaaa thank u!! i have. No confidence in my writing tbh so i very much appreciate it <3

syndor, biologically, is a very average dragon. he's just been through some stuff. he is trying very hard to keep his past in the past. after all, his present is so wonderful.

howl's meant to be a little bit unfathomable, so fair! but they're not a zombie- the body they're in is totally alive. mortal, even. it bleeds! it hungers! i guess they were reincarnated, but with more intent.

i had written more about what howl was before their death but didn't like the pacing, so i scrapped it. the tl;dr version is she was a girl (who was actually transmasc/genderqueer in an era where that was not an option), murdered by a suitor. a wild god found the body, found the wild thing that was howl, and gave it a new life. their initial story + the scrapped portion is under the cut if you want the whole thing!

howl and syndor are kinda two sides of the same coin- howl is completely free from its past, living in the present, happy. i'm not sure how much they remember of their last life. syndor, though, is hiding from his past, it sits like a shackle holding him back. he lives in the present, not out of the joy of life, but because he can never go back and feels he doesn't have a future.

they're good for each other like that. syndor helps howl navigate a new world, howl helps syndor find his own way.

tbh i was kinda thinking calypso for her! iiii haven't had a lot of time to think about either of them tbh, its been. a rough week asfsds

once, long ago, there was a girl. this girl was a farmer's daughter, loved by all in the village for her kindness and beauty.

the girl had many suitors. carpenters, merchants, knights, all loved the girl. she never courted any, though. her father hoped she would marry, find some wealthy husband who could support her, and was always quietly disappointed when she turned them away at the door.

the girl knew what she was supposed to do. she often spent time with the other girls in the village, laughing at their talk of boys and secret kisses and nights spent hidden away together. she knew she was meant to marry a man and have his children and clean his home.

to the girl, this sounded like hell on earth.

the girl had something she was hiding- something that lived within her, something wild and angry, that she could not describe. the something rioted against the idea of being a housewife, reviled the thought of motherhood.

its snarls and howls grew louder and louder with every suitor. she was sure that one day, the something would eat her alive.

-

once, long ago, there was a prince. this prince enjoyed traveling his country, meeting folks from all walks of life, giving gifts that, to him, were pocket change, and, to his subjects, were life-changing. it would be easy to assume this habit made the prince a kind man.

the prince met the farmer's daughter, and was struck by her beauty. he took her polite smile and sweet laughter as acceptance of his courtship.

the prince gave the girl and her family lavish gifts- jewelry, silken gowns, bottles of fine wine each costing more than her home. the girl's parents were overjoyed, of course. they would be nobility, if she married the prince, rich beyond their wildest dreams.

the wild something in the girl howled every time she saw the prince. it snarled when he kissed her hand, screeched when he placed another golden chain round her neck.

she imagined its teeth gnawing at her bones, so full of hatred it tore its own skin with sharp fangs and claws. she imagined her own mouth full of fangs like that. she imagined those teeth tearing into the prince's throat. ripping out his honeyed words. clawing out his selfish eyes. staining that fine silk and velvet with dark blood.

how sweet that would be.

-

once, long ago, there was a farmer. he had a daughter, a kind and beautiful girl loved by all who met her. and his daughter had a suitor, a prince who loved the girl.

the farmer loved his daughter, and wanted her to be happy. he felt that she was unhappy sometimes, though she always wore a sweet smile, and he felt it was due to their lifestyle. he was certain if she married the prince, she would be happy. safe from poor harvests and harsh winters. warm, well-fed, and happy.

the prince came calling one day, while the girl was out, so the farmer happily told him where she had gone. the farmer hoped today would be the day the prince proposed.

the girl was picking berries along the creek- she loved walking in the forest, listening to the sounds of the wind and birds and insects rather than the incessant chatter of the village. quiet and peaceful. the wild something was angrier than it had ever been, but it seemed calmer in the forest.

until her quiet afternoon was interrupted. the prince on his white horse, his voice so loud and vain and self-obsessed. the girl's father had been right, the prince had come to ask the girl to marry him. again.

no, she said, for the dozenth time. the wild something growled. he asked again, insistent and irritating. the wild something snarled. again and again he asked, until it was more of a command than a question, and the wild something howled and bit and clawed until it leapt from her throat, her sweet voice full of rage as she rejected him once and for all.

the flash of metal, the tearing of fabric, of skin. the spilling of blood.

she died with his blood under her nails.

-

once, long ago, there was a god. it was a wild, ancient god, one of blood and lust and life. a forest god.

the god scented blood on the air, civilized blood. it cared little for civilized folks, as most gods do. it cared little whether they lived or died. but it was a curious god, so it tracked the scent, bounding on deers' hooves to its source.

the god's paws left no tracks in the bloodsoaked earth around the creature's remains. it touched the weapon buried in the thing's stomach, ran its talons over the strange covering it wore, brushed a bit of hair from its face. the god considered the creature for a moment: its face contorted in rage, its hands and coverings stained dark. there was another scent here, under the obvious blood and rot, one even more familiar to the god.

a wild something, indescribable even to the god of such things, coiled around the body that was once its own. it stared up at the god, its teeth bared. the god raised its head and howled in its many voices, joined soon by the wolves and coyotes and hawks and hares of the forest, in a mournful harmony of all wild things.

the something howled too, until its song became a scream, letting loose all the sorrow and love and rage of a life that would never have been enough.

the forest went silent. the god lowered its head and nuzzled the something, like a doe to her fawn, like a bear to her cub. wild things understand each other. they understand the cycle, that nothing lasts forever and nothing really dies. the god understood the something's desperate plea, no need for words.

another chance.

-

once, not so long ago, there was a man. he walked through an overgrown forest, dirt on his hands and his shovel. he loved walking in the forest, listening to the sounds of nature. it was calming.

he paused near a burbling creek to wash the sweat from his face. he sighed in grim satisfaction- tired, sore, numb. but it was over.

the man realized, after staring into the water for long minutes, that something was different. wrong. the forest was silent here. his eye was drawn to a large stone behind him- half his height or more, veined with black and glittering white patches. on its face, a handprint made of something dark.

a strange impulse took over, something wild within him, and he began to dig.

a scraping sound. crumbling earth. cracking twigs. then, light. sunlight. warm and bright and so welcome after so long in the dirt.

the creature reached out from its grave. its hands- long, clawed, discolored- shook as it pulled itself up. it blinked against the morning light, yawned as though waking from a long nap.

it almost didn't notice the man with the shovel. he stared at it, his expression unreadable. it ignored him, letting the world wash over it: a cool breeze on its face, the sound of the water, of birds and insects, of wind through the leaves, the cloying scent of dark earth giving way to flowers and trees.

finally, the man held out a hand- blistered, covered in soil- and the creature let him pull it from the earth.

the man removed his cloak, wrapping it around the creature's broad shoulders. it rubbed the fabric between its clawed fingers- soft, warm, dark like good soil- and smiled. it should have been frightening, with its sharp teeth, but the man just smiled back.

wild things understand each other.

[malevolententity]

PROJECT 14!! I TOOK A BREAK FROM PATTERNING RICHAS!!

oh boy!! this took all of quarentena part 1 to make!! its been a few years since i made anything mesh so whipping up this hat in? what 5 and a half hours? maybe 6? i have not checked the vod time and i was also Cooking Dinner during a portion of it so time is hard to judge on how long this actually took. but it was fun! it Did reawaken my urge to crochet a mesh shirt even tho i would never wear it because it would be so uncomfortable. but making mesh is just so very mindless in a way thats good for me. maybe i should make a mesh blanket to scratch that itch.

we have an array of models for this item! to try and show off the mesh say hello to the bobby i made back in? oh the beginning of april i believe? i dont think any of you have actually seen bobby he might have been a twitter exclusive, say hi to bobby. we also have green garlic my bulbasaur showing off the mesh the best i believe!

QUARENTENA SEASON THOUGHTS! YES I AM CALLING IT A SEASON THERES GONNA BE 2 EPS. SEASON 1 ONLY HAD 3 EPS. THIS TOO CAN BE A SEASON!

i am blown away by how fun this group is and the skills they all have to roleplay in a second or third language for like 6 hours with basically no breaks to speak their natural languages. that is taxing to do and to deliver a story on top of that? i am so proud and impressed with all of them. also holy shit????????? no one fucking died???? i was convinced when the oneshot, now season, was announced that it was going to be a dungeon crawl that ends in everyone dying. i cant believe theyre all still alive after that?? AND THEN THERES ANOTHER EPISODE IRL NEXT WEEK?? i cant wait for the tpk next week!

i love this entire cast of characters theyre all such weird fucking guys in the most complimentary ways. I LOVE THAT WE BASICALLY GOT A SAW MOVIE??? THRIVING!! in a move that shall surprise no one. diego is my favorite. look at him. he is guy of all time to me. BUT OKAY THEYRE ALL WEIRD and usually when you have a cast of weirdos theres always someone who doesnt gel but they all did!! they all fought each other!!! but they all still complimented each others insanity and. this is what the party comp is To Me

i am too lazy to open photoshot for this tonight. maybe you get it proper tomorrow<3

i loved the ending. i loved the slow realization on everyones faces that in saving themselves they might be killing the world and still themselves!!!! also i cant wait to see the fall out next week. i am so fucking upset my dnd game is scheduled for around the same time so i am going to miss probably the first 2ish hours but i know my dash and the official!!!! twitter updates account!!! will catch me up on those two hours so i can jump back in. but AAAA oh i loved this. i dont know if it was on purpose that this felt like a zero escape game at times but oh man the production quality in this vs where m at in season 2 is just mind blowing. i knew it got better once they started being in the studio but this was so great for a home game. ALSO YALL GO CHECK ON AMY??? GO GET THE KID??? YOU CANT JUST LEAVE THE TRAUMATIZED BABY ALONE AFTER EVERYTHING U DID TO KEEP HER ALIVE??? GO GET HER?????

AND ALSO?? STUDIO NEXT WEEK?? BRAZIL MEETUP??? OH I AM SO PLEASED TO SEE IT ALL AND WHAT HAPPENS. this is def my longest update for this silly crochet project i started just a few months ago and i apologize but also. i dont because this show does mean so much more to me than i know how to put into words. and its been a long time since i fell in love with a tabletop universe this quickly. and i feel so grateful that i got to be introduced to this ttrpg earlier this year, and got to pull some friends into watching quarentena tonight because theyve heard me gushing about how good this universe is and how i trust this to be satisfying horror which is so hard to do in ttrpgs, but thats another post for another day.

#a ordem crochet #opq #<- mainly because i talk spoilers in this i dont usually fandom tag these posts since i am usually talking about a 3 year old campaign #who anyone who follows me either has seen it. or will not watch a show in ptbr so they dont care if i spoil #fiber art

[nemesis-is-my-middle-name]

Laventon might be only one commenting on them though because he's an outsider. If the alphas were something natural but unique to Hisui then it would seem weird to him, since he's never seen it elsewhere. I feel like he, at least, would mention to the player if the rift opening had caused them, since i think it said somewhere that the rift opened after the galaxy team settled? Though to be fair, it's possible that Volo was doing tests that caused the pokemon around to be exposed long before he opened up the real big rift leading to people not connecting the two.

Also, this is only sort of related to your comment about the alpha krickatune quest, but even weirder to me than Mai's pokemon being only level 10 somehow, is the fact that the pokemon she's apparently had for really long time is a munchlax despite them and their evolution only being found in the fieldlands... I have wondered for so long how some of them even got their pokemon. With how scared they are of them, i doubt most of them are befriending wild pokemon to be their partners, and yet Lian has a goomy of all things. Did someone really go out and steal a goomy egg that he then raised?? Actually, depending on how long ago he fell and became a warden, maybe it was Ingo who stole one from that alpha goodra out near him to give to Lian. He seems crazy enough to do it. But then how did Mai get a munchlax? Did she steal an egg from the alpha snorelax when she was a kid, since that's the only one we ever see? Or maybe, since munchlax aren't really aggressive, she's one of the few who befriended a wild pokemon (that's level 10 lol) by feeding it and then it followed her home. You don't need to comment on this btw, it's just been bottled inside me. (I also love the contrast of Mai with a single level 10 pokemon, Lian with a single level 15 pokemon, and then the next one you fight is Ingo with three level 40 pokemon.)

ok given that it is only level 10 still and can only be found in the fieldlands, have we considered that mai might possibly be full of shit maybe. like she has not actually had this pokemon since childhood, she's had it for like a week and was just trying to be superior to the security corps and whatever they were working with. and then when she actually warmed up to you she couldn't just. walk it back and admit she lied so she had to double down. her actual partner is that ursaring from her concept art but it's taking care of cubs at the moment so she needed a temporary replacement

also ingo giving lian his goomy..... aaaa i love that that's so sweet headcanon accepted. i DO hc that lian was made warden around the same time as him so it would fit! ingo heard he didn't have a partner pokemon and thought that was an unacceptable disregard for safety procedures so decided to fix it himself. the idea that he just stole an egg is a little strange though, not something i would expect a warden to do.

...ooh, what if we combine our two topics here, bc like you mentioned the parent species of both these guys are notoriously alphas. what if both mai and ingo took these guys because their parents are alphas. in their frenzied state they had no regard for their young, weren't looking after them and were an active danger to them, so, unable to quell their madness at the moment, the wardens at least took the babies away so the species as a whole wouldn't suffer. maybe the goodra crushed most of its eggs and goomy is the only survivor, so ingo didn't want to just release it...

#the nemesis speaks #the nemesis answers #anonymous #pla analysis

[1004tyun-archive]

mommy 🥺🩷 today already feels a little better so far (knock on wood 😭 i don’t wanna jinx it) even though i don’t have anything interesting to share 🥺🥺🩷

while waking up, i was hugging my blanket, pretending it was you and kissing it hehehe 👉👈🩷 that’s really the only piece of information that’s worth sharing for today 🥲🩷 i feel a bit bloated from the protein bar i ate last night ;3; but i took meds and feel better already~

i also had a soft thought about us and i don’t know if you agree~ it feels like when you are motivated to write, i am too and the other way around works too 🥺🩷 i always feel happy to be writing with you my love 🥺🥺🩷

my girlfriend has the best writing ever, you’re the best to me 🥺🥺🩷 i feel so so happy with you and i always wanna talk about you more and more (i’ve actually asked some friends if it was okay of me to talk about you and they said yes so i’m super happy about that 🥹🩷🩷)

mommy i love you so much 🥺🥺🩷 i hope you are sleeping well atm, i made a tuna sandwich for myself >3< 🩷🩷 i wish i could feed it to you~ you’ll tell me if you prefer it to the chicken salad sandwich hehe 🤭🩷

you said you like when i call you baby~ i’ll call you baby, my sweet babygirl >\\\< even if i love being your babygirl too hehe we can be sweet bbg gfs together my love 🥺🥺🩷🩵💎

baby 🥺🥺🩵🩵 i’m so happy for you~ i hope today continues to be good to you! it’s okay if nothing “interesting” happened, sometimes the best days are the days where not much happens at all 😌

aaaa babyyyy 🥺🥺🥺🩵🩵 you’re SO cute i swear we’re the same bc sometimes i hug my blanket and pretend it’s you too 🥺🥺🩵 i hope you feel better my love :( i wish i could rub your tummy and kiss it even though you took meds to feel better already >3< i wanna help kiss it better anyway~ 🩵🩵

THE MOST TYUNTWINZ MOODBOARD 🥺🥺🥺 this is so adorable honey!!!

your thought is so true btw i didn’t feel motivated to write until i saw your recent txt post i’m so happy that it works the other way around too hehe 🥹 i love writing with you my dear~ 🥺🩵🩵

my girlfriend has the best writing!! 🥺🥺🩵🩵 i’m so so happy with you my love you’re honestly so seeet for asking bc i always end up talking about you completely unprompted one of my friends could be talking about space and my brain would be like “hmmm space… milky way is a galaxy.. milky way is the american version of cherry’s favorite chocolate bar….” like it’s so crazy how easy it is for me to make everything about you lol 😭😭 give me any word or phrase and i could do it~

oooh yummy tuna sandwich 😋 that sounds so good~ i wish you could feed it to me too 🥺🥺 that reminds me i forgot to get tuna at the store so i could make tuna salad for the week >< i’ll have to remember for next time i might make it just for me since a part of me has kinda given up on making food for the house i’ll elaborate in the dms later… ><;

aaaa yes i do love it!! 😳😳🥺🤭🩵🩵🩵 heheheh your sweet babygirl 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🩵🩵🩵🩵 you’re much sweet little babygirl~ 🥺🥺🥺

#hehehehe cherry baby 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🩵🩵🩵🩵 #my sweetest babygirl~ 🥺🩵🩵 #you’re so lovely and so pure hearted and so full of love 🥺🥺🩵🩵 #i love you so much i wish you were lying in bed with me right now 🥺🥺🥺🩵🩵 #i wanna snuggle you!! 🥺🥺🥺 #cherry bear 🍒