#anyway idk if anyone actually reads this far down in my tags but like

[maochira]

U probably saw my last reblog just now, so this time

Tall reader (Idk like 5'10?) being kabedoned by a character slightly taller, as tall, or shorter than them

Bachira, Kaiser, Kenyu, and Chigiri plus anyone if u want <33

(⁠ʃ⁠ƪ⁠＾⁠3⁠＾⁠）Much love Mao, thank you for enabling my daydreaming as always HEHEHEH

CHAOOSS ILLYY and I always love reading your tags in reblogs hehe <3

Characters: Bachira, Kaiser, Yukimiya, Chigiri, Raichi, Aryu

Requests open! - masterlist

Tags: gn!tall!reader, reader is taller than the characters, established relationship

Bachira

-he kabedons you all the time because he thinks it's funny and loves the look on your face each time

-and so far, you haven't done it to him. But now it's time to finally get your revenge

-you intentionally lean against the wall in a way that will make Bachira get closer so he can kabedon you

-when he gets closer and is about to push you against the wall, you quickly use all of your strength to turn around with him so Bachira ends up being pushed against the wall

-he blushes heavily, but also breaks out in laughter because he didn't expect this at all

-he then tells you to do this more often because he really liked it

Kaiser

-usually, Kaiser is the one who does all sorts of things to get you flustered, either with actions or simply with words

-he knows exactly how to turn you into a blushy speechless mess, so now it's about time you do the same to him

-you've tried talking very flirty but that didn't work at all. Kaiser only flirted right back and teased you more than usual

-that's why you decide to do something physical. But being more touchy than usual didn't get your desired result either

-you're about to give up, but then get a new idea. Only 5 seconds after the thought pops into your head, you grab Kaiser and push him against the wall

-and well, looks like you've won. You've never seen Kaiser being this much of a flustered mess. You should do it more often

Yukimiya

-you've threatened to kabedon him very often so far, but never actually did it

-that's why he doesn't believe you're actually going to do it one day and sometimes he teases you a little about it

-but today you decide to do it. You actually announce it to Yukimiya but he obviously doesn't believe you're serious this time

-he jumps a little in surprise when you suddenly push him against the wall. His cheeks also get red in a matter of seconds

-he just stares at you in disbelief for a few moments, then he starts giggling and pulls you in for a kiss

Chigiri

-he asked you to kabedon him as a joke, so he didn't expect you to seriously do it

-jokes on him, because despite knowing he didn't mean it that way, you still end up doing it just to see your boyfriend's reaction

-and well, now there he is staring back up at you with a startled expression

-Chigiri is still processing what just happened, and each second his blush only gets stronger

-but you can't stay serious and end up being the one who breaks out in laughter

-your laugh is contagious, so only a few seconds later Chigiri starts laughing as well

-when both of you calm down you quickly steal a kiss before letting him go

Raichi

-it's super hard to get Raichi flustered, but that's a challenge you're ready to take on

-you tried a lot of things already, but somehow nothing ever causes your boyfriend to get flustered

-you're watching a romance anime with him and there's a kabedon scene. You immediately get the idea to try it out on Raichi later

-but then you forget about it. For days.

-you randomly remember it while you and Raichi talk about the anime, and as if it's a reflex you just quickly push him against the wall while he's in the middle of a sentence

-it completely catches him off guard and also causes him to get completely flustered

-looks like you finally won the challenge. But Raichi will forever deny this even happened

Aryu

-you being taller than him is a miracle on its own

-but anyways

-you've always thought doing a kabedon to Aryu would be very silly but the right chance never really came

-and that's why you had to create the perfect chance on your own

-you're standing next to a wall in your room, acting like you need Aryu's help to rearrange the pictures on there

-the moment he gets close to you, you quickly pin him to the wall

-it takes your boyfriend a few seconds to realize what you just did and the look on his face is just priceless. Especially with the blush on his cheeks

-he's out of words so instead of saying anything, he grabs your cheeks with his hands and pulls you in for a kiss

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[princemonarchempress]

I had no idea people were actually aware of partners in crime au, i do not pay attention to numbers, i throw drawings into the tumblr pit and giggle and kick my feet while reading tags...

anyway, fun fact of Pic au it has two endings

@floating-far-from-earth < bestie who also made this au with me

Redemption ending and the Quiet ending, i'll rant a little about it below <3

so Sif and King here got a very codependent relationship going on and it's very complicated but they... they do really love each other, they were not healthy for each other or in general but they do love each other.

I tend to focus mostly on the redemption ending because i've come to love this guy, he's so mentally unwell and a little liar but so genuinely convinced what he's doing is good and I want him to be happy :( he's savable if he lets himself be and i just want a happy ending >:(

But he's not the best person, not at all and sometimes you can't save people no matter how much you love them because they won't let you. It didn't feel right to not acknowledge the the very real reality that loving Siffrin wasn't enough to stop him, especially when he believes he's saving everyone...

in one world it wasn't enough...

but in another world it was, instead of doubling down and hurting Siffrin to get what he wants, he hesitates and it leads to great explosion on Siffrin's part as they can't watch their friends kill each other one more time...

King has to give up, because everything he wants to protect will be destroyed if he doesn't... Siffrin is what he chooses and he still doesn't think he's wrong or that he hurt anyone really but Siffrin is what was important...

it's fine tho, he gets thrown in baby jail and gets some therapy and medication finally, like damn, this guy is so unwell

idk im a big fan of "Not evil but not good for you and needs way more help then you can give and unfortunately that is on them to accept"

#isat spoilers #isat partners in crime au #isat siffrin #isat king #act 5 spoilers #cw abusive relationships #im not putting this in the main tag i am shy #fun fact king is not wearing his crown in the first drawing because Siffrin was petty and flicked it off

[oldfashionedmorphine]

hi friends!! i’m super excited to share Will’s perspective from the scene in the basement all the way back in chapter 4 of i’m a wreck (without you here)!!!

i highly recommend reading chapter 17 first!!! 😉

(it’s 2.7k words! oh and psa for anyone who has read my story so far—especially if you haven’t read this chapter in a while: i have gone back and fixed some things i didn’t like cause as much as i loved this chapter, i published it before i was 100% satisfied with it…but it works better now! also idk why but i kinda like Will’s pov more 👀)

🎵🎶 and look!! i even picked out songs!!! :D

tagging my fans: @across-thestars @boahey @magentamee @daydreams-in-the-moonlight @greenfiend @rebellius @booksandpaperss @castelobyers @total-serene560 @wheelersboy @sparks-olivarpente @hazmatazz @suzieburself @unrepentant-byler-shipper @quarter-pasteleven

Enjoy!

Cause It’s the Only Thing I Wanna Do

June 22, 2004 11:47 pm

“—I really wanna know how you’ve actually been, you know, from you.”

“Well, uh...” Mike starts to say, but then he pauses, eyebrows lifting, eyes wide—it looked as though he were trying to figure out where to start first. And then Will watches Mike pour himself another shot, slamming it down fast, and sucking his teeth before he continues, “Well...I live in an apartment, it’s not terrible. Rent is a little expensive where I’m at, so I have a roommate—he’s a law student and I rarely ever see him—but anyway, I had a lot of financial mishaps over the years, so I never quite got out of the cycle of renting to own anything...or heck, even live alone. But it doesn’t really bother me though—I have a cat, her name’s Josephine—that was her name at the shelter and I thought it was cute so I kept it—and uh...definitely no girlfriend…”

Definitely no girlfriend?

The way he had said it raised a tiny little flag in Will’s mind. And then there was a pause between Mike’s words—Will almost found the nerve to ask him to elaborate, but then Mike shakes his head slightly and he’s back to speaking, “And the weather is pretty dreary. Both Nancy and Holly were convinced I have depression. They’re probably right. They said the weather only makes it worse. It does get lonely sometimes too—my relationships—well, nothing ever sticks. Honestly, it's mostly sucked, but I can’t bring myself to leave.”

Will pulls his knees to his chest, he wasn’t sure what he was expecting to hear, but hearing Mike talk about feeling lonely and how his sisters were convinced he had depression didn’t sit well with him. Once upon a time, back during the darker days of being so incredibly furious because Mike had left him behind, there were times when Will had hoped he was miserable, but eventually he grew out of that mindset after his heart hurt less, and over the past couple years, whenever he thought of Mike, he liked to imagine he was happy somehow, even if it was without him. And all the things he knew from afar—the things Nancy had told him—were all positive because she had never once mentioned anything about depression, she only informed him of the highlights. Simple stuff like Mike getting a new job or how he had sent gifts for the kids, and he knew about the cat, just not her name, but of course each time Nancy would also add a little something to the effect of ‘You know, I think he misses you, you should try talking to him—I have his number if you want it’, but of course, he couldn’t do it. He wanted to call, but too much time had passed…and it wasn’t like Mike ever tried to reach out either—Nancy had his number too, so she probably offered it to Mike at some point as well. Ultimately, it felt like the damage was too severe to ever recover from. And it was also very hard to believe that Nancy was really telling the truth—that Mike actually missed him—and not just meddling to make family gatherings less awkward. Maybe she had hoped that if the two of them were friends again, then her brother would be more inclined to visit. Perhaps a selfish motive, but if that was the truth, then he could understand why she would try and make the effort. In the end, Will thought it was best to leave it alone, because there would be less chance of getting hurt again that way…

And when Will realizes Mike had left him a short window to speak, he takes it—he wants Mike to know he's listening. “Why not? If it sucks, why not move somewhere else? What’s stopping you? It’s not like you haven’t done a big move before. Just go somewhere more affordable,” but Mike’s face was still sour, so Will makes a small attempt to provoke a smile with a teasing tone, “and with better weather.”

“I dunno. It’s stupid when I think about it now, but I pissed everyone off back when I first moved—and then you wouldn’t talk to me anymore—I guess I just felt like it all had to mean something.”

Will quirks an eyebrow. “What do you mean?”

Mike keeps his eyes cast down at his hands, fidgeting with an empty shot glass. “I mean, that me living there, in Seattle, couldn’t be all for nothing. And I only realize now that I was being so fucking stubborn about it. It’s just that...half the time—half the time I was embarrassed that I didn’t live up to my parents expectations. I could have been more—or something. Something more. I had really hoped being somewhere else would have helped, like when people talk about a ‘fresh start’, but I just feel like—I dunno, like I’m going through the motions.” He scoffs. “I can’t believe I’m saying this but...if twelve year old me could see me now I’m sure he’d be pretty disappointed. I let myself get knocked down because of a couple dumbass choices—any normal person would have dusted themselves off and tried again. But not me.”

“Oh…” Will murmurs. He wasn’t sure what else to say.

“Not me...or I dunno, maybe I was just punishing myself.”

Again he watches Mike pour himself another shot of vodka, filling it to the very brim this time, almost to the point it spills over, and as he brings the shot to his mouth, some of the liquor drips onto his shirt and the floor. It was clear Mike’s coordination was wavering with each additional shot. And then Mike offers to pour Will another, but he shakes his head, refusing—Will knew his limits. Three shots of vodka was more than enough, possibly too much, because he was definitely feeling it. If he drank any more he’d regret it in the morning. Not to mention he wasn’t a big fan of getting drunk to begin with. He always feared he’d end up like his deadbeat dad if he wasn’t careful about pacing himself when it came to alcohol.

Mike sets the bottle back on the coffee table. “You probably know this, but I was also holding a major…major grudge against my dad for the longest fucking time because of his—well, cause of all those things he said.” He chuckles, which Will found to be a bit unsettling considering what Mike was saying. “At one point my mom even said that he was ‘sorry for everything’ and that he wanted to try to ‘make amends’…part of me thought she was just saying it to force me to apologize first, but I still couldn’t face him even if it was the damn truth. Like, I just couldn’t trust that he really felt differently after everything—well ‘cause, all those horrible things he said—the things he implied…even about you, they might as well have been…about me. Y’know? I mean, they were…they are, he just didn’t know it. And I really didn’t think he’d still be sorry if he knew about that.”

Wait—what? Did he just—

Will was stunned, though he wasn’t sure he heard him right. Because it wasn’t like he had said the words outright, yet it sounded a hell of a lot like he was implying that—

And now Mike was looking over at him, full of panic, with the kind of expression you’d expect from someone who just revealed a truth they never meant to share. His eyes remain locked on Mike, but the longer he stares at him the more confused it makes him, so Will drops his gaze to the floor and tightens his arms around his legs. No matter how Mike’s face seemed, it wasn’t confirmation of what he thought he heard—hopes he heard.

Out of the corner of his eye, Will sees Mike reaching for the vodka again, this time drinking straight from the bottle. Part of him wanted to snatch the bottle away from Mike—I think you’ve had enough, mister, you’ll regret another drop—except he can’t seem to move a damn muscle for some reason.

And after a moment Mike sighs, setting the bottle down. “Of course, I don’t exactly know how he would’ve handled the news—I mean, obviously I never told him—or anyone from back then—”

But what else would have upset his father so much? What could it possibly have been that he never told him…or anyone else? Drugs? No, because he said it had something to do with me too, so that can’t be it, not to mention the way he emphasized—

Mike hiccups. “As I say this now, you’re the first I’ve—”

Okay, but I’m the first what? I need you to say it!

“—and of course I never let it go with him...but then...it was too late. The option to even think about—well, about finally forgiving him...and telling him the truth about me—”

The truth about—okay, yeah, that has to be it—Ted must’ve said a bunch of homophobic shit to Mike and I was roped into the mix somehow, because Mike said his dad ‘implied horrible things’ that involved me, yet all of it also applied to Mike? So then he must’ve meant that he’s gay…or maybe he’s bisexual? What else would make Ted Wheeler lose his shit? What else would he want to conceal for so long? And that still had to do with me somehow—cause it sure as shit wouldn’t have been over video games…plus…no one—not Nancy, Holly, Karen, El, or any one else—has ever once mentioned anything to me about Mike having a girlfriend since…high school…

“—cut all the bullshit, but...it didn’t. And I didn’t even go—didn’t even go to his funeral. I didn’t deserve to. It’s stupid—or I’m stupid. And now with Nancy—I didn’t—fuck—I didn’t even...consider...that I had so little time left with her. And...my options were taken away...again. I could have—I could have...seen her more. I know we weren’t always...the closest, but she—she definitely made more effort than me—if I had just...been less of a dipshit and forced myself to visit...but now—well, I can’t do that anymore. She’s gone, Will. She’s really...” Mike pauses, then he whispers, “gone.”

And then Will looks back over at Mike—he was using his sleeves to dry his eyes, but his tears were relentless, continuing to spill over, and with snot also dripping from his nose. The mere sight of Mike in this state elicits tears of his own, as well as an overwhelming urge to comfort him, to offer him a shoulder, but when Will starts to inch closer to him, he hesitates. There was a time they used to hug, but what if Mike didn’t want to be touched?

Fuck it—he can push me away if he needs to.

Will must have caught him by surprise with his sudden impulse, because now Mike’s looking at him with glossy bloodshot eyes as a shuddered gasp escapes his pale lips. And then Mike starts to tremble as though he were on the cusp of shattering into a million pieces. But for a single selfish second, as Mike was falling apart right before his eyes, Will can’t help but marvel at the sheer impossibility of the situation. At how close he was to Mike. Their knees were now pressed together and the scent of his shampoo was so prominent—citrus and mint—mixed with a hint of alcohol coming from his breath. But the moment passes and then the instinct to wrap an arm around him kicks in, to draw him even closer. Mike’s head immediately falls onto Will’s shoulder and his sobs grow louder.

And between sobs and sniffles Mike starts stuttering, “I’m n-never gonna see her again—ever. Never hear her voice—see her s-smile. Never—and I missed out—the pictures—her! Never, n-never—I’m so stupid—stupid—” Without any warning, Mike moves to throw his arms around Will, seeming desperate as he grabs onto his shirt, pulling at the fabric so intensely that threads begin to snap, threatening to rip the seams apart entirely—hey, I like this shirt—except Will couldn't find it in him to make Mike stop. All he can do is try and hold him and hope that it helps. And when Mike starts to beg softly into his ear, the words tug even more at his heartstrings, “Please, please—don’t go. Please, you can’t go. Please, please s-stay—ple-please don’t go. I don’t want—I don’t want—don’t leave me again. Please, please don’t—don’t—don’t—” then Mike tucks his face into the crook of Will’s neck, his pleading words becoming too muffled to comprehend.

Will tries to ignore the small part inside of him that feels betrayed for allowing himself to get this close to Mike and risk his heart all over again. And he briefly thinks back to when he held that number in his hand, debating with himself for hours before he pushed a single button—before he ever left that voicemail—because he knew exactly what would happen. It was a slippery slope and the stakes were high. But of course, a larger part of him wanted Mike back more than anything, so he had set aside his fear and from the very second he dialed his number, he was all in—heart unsheathed and vulnerable. And now here he was, sitting on the floor of an old familiar basement, more than a little tipsy, with Michael Wheeler drunk and trembling in his arms, begging for him to never leave him again.

But tomorrow Mike would wake up and not remember any of this. And if Will were to ask him about it, he’d reply that he didn’t mean anything he said. That it was all a mistake. That it was only extreme grief and copious amounts of vodka that made him utter such words, but Will tries to ignore every invading thought. Thoughts driven only by fear—a defense mechanism designed to shield his heart by preparing him for some hypothetical worst case scenario like last time. Because something inside him was fully aware that he had slipped over that edge and he was falling once again for the idea of spending the rest of their lives together. And that maybe he wouldn’t survive this time if it all went wrong.

But it won’t. Not this time. This time it’ll be different—no more hiding.

“Hey, hey...it’s gonna be okay. I’m here...” Will whispers to him as he brings a hand up to stroke the back of Mike’s head, his hair the slightest bit damp to the touch, and then slowly his shaking begins to subside. “I know it hurts. But it’s gonna be okay... maybe not right now, but someday.”

Mike’s sobs taper off until the only sound filling the space in the room was REO Speedwagon’s Keep On Loving You;

“…When I said that I love you, I meant that I love you forever…”

Will rocks him gently side to side, humming the song as if it were a lullaby. Eventually Mike grows heavier in his arms and Will realizes it would be better for Mike to sleep in a bed, so he tries to rouse him. “Mike?”

No answer, so he tries again, giving him a little shake. “Mike…Mike?”

“Hmm.”

“Come on, let’s get you to bed—”

He groans at the suggestion.

“You can’t sleep like this, come on…”

Mike mumbles—it sounds like he was asking him to stay.

“I’m not going anywhere, I promise.”

He finally manages to help him up, but they only get as far as the sofa bed right behind them. At first they both stay sitting at the very edge, with Mike still trying to hold onto Will, but in the end, Will gently eases him towards the pillow and he goes out like a light.

Will tilts his head as he leans over him, then reaches a hand out—at first it was to simply push back the hair from Mike’s eyes, but right after, he caresses his cheek with the back of his hand. Even with puffy eyes and tear-soaked skin with splotches of red, he was beautiful. Maybe more so now than ever before.

And Will felt guilty for wanting to capture Mike in such a dark moment. But that feeling didn’t stop him from picking up his sketchbook off the floor and opening it to an empty page…

#byler #byler fanfic #byler fanfiction #iawwyh

[bunnieshoneys]

hiiiiii!!! :D dropping by to let you know that i just read the entirety of coanda effect over the course of the last 2-3 days or so, and, even though i’ve never been interested in motorsport in my entire life (thanks nascar for being boring), your fic single-handedly has gotten me interested in f1 LMAO so like… is there an f1 for dummies somewhere that i can read orrrrrr :3c

but! aside from that, your passion for racing definitely shines through in your writing, and it is so, so refreshing to read an au based around a sport that’s equal parts about the sport as it is about the characters, so major props to you there! i’ve thoroughly enjoyed everything so far, and i can’t wait to see where you take it for the rest of the way through!! :)

as for my personal theories, i think yuji is gonna win the whole thing, but gojo will retire anyway in order to leave the future of the sport to the kids. becoming a mentor or a team principal definitely seems like the natural parallel to his role as a teacher in the source material. my current working theory for how he ends up is team principal for jtr so he’s still directly competing with geto. even if they’re not on the racetrack anymore, it’s such a wonderful full circle moment. like yeah, those two really did end up following each other through everything, despite it all…. idk it just seems so sweet to me. :’) lovers and rivals, better off on separate teams so they don’t have to sacrifice one to boost the other, and they wouldn’t have to hold back as much from each other either since they’d be in less media-facing roles. it also gives yaga the space to actually own the team and have a more focused role in management (at least if my understanding of his current role is correct)!

anyway, absolutely incredible work, i’m recommending coanda effect and talking about it to anyone who will listen to me, and i am genuinely sad that i did not pay to read it because it’s just that good. good luck for the rest of uni!! finish strong, i’ll be cheering for you!!! :D

p.s. shoutout to tumblr user fushiglow for sending me here :3

hiii omg.. if u havent been looking up stuff already theres a blog on here called @/f1-primers, that has some really useful technical stuff about tracks, drivers (including past drivers, not currently on the grid!!), the cars, and team personnel. they just rblog stuff from other accounts and group it together, but it is useful! that being said theres some tags dedicated to what looks like ships and i have to say i dont really condone that at all. theres a reason i dont typically interact with irl f1 fanbase on this app, the lines are quite blurred on here.

otherwise, theres the f1 explained series on F1's official tiktok account. the first video of that basically breaks down the weekend timetable, and part 6 explains the running order in more detail :) otherwise, i love answering f1 questions on here, i have a whole tag for it! (bunny talks f1, its tagged here)

i love writing about the sport lol, and i like sport aus to read that use the sport as a plot device so thats what i did here, lol. i am also planning a figure skating au, showjumping au, and possibly an ice hockey au (but i dont play it myself, so ... maybe not for a while, lol)

no spoilers, but gojo's future post end of this fic is not decided, lol. itll be decided when i write the sequel, lol.

(@fushiglow i love you, you got one)

#fic: coanda effect #jjk #bunny answers #bunny talks f1

[sinner-as-saint]

idk what’s been happening lately but i miss the era of bucky barnes stories where he’s the actual character. not a biker, step dad, fuck boy, etc. don’t get me wrong!!! i love your stories but i feel like all of the BB fandom on this app has disconnected from his character :(

//

^^^^^No I agree with this anon so much. They're all great and were all written by very talented writers on here. But these past few months,I've been trying to find Winter Soldier Bucky fics,basically canon Bucky,where reader had an encounter with Bucky as Winter Soldier in the past and now she meets him again as Bucky. It can be dark or non dark,reader can be an avenger,agent or just normal civilian,just anything because I'm so desperate for a fic like that and Google and Tumblr search didn't work for me. And so far,I only found 2 fics like that (which I'm so grateful for both fics being series with multiple chapters. Made the search worth it. I would hug the writers if I could). And that too,not on Tumblr but on AO3,in the James "Bucky" Barnes/Reader tag that had 705 pages which I then also had to filter out with 'Winter Soldier Bucky Barnes' tag and the pages came down to 25. I stopped at page 13 and that's how I found those 2 specific fics that I'm looking for. I haven't scrolled through all the pages yet so maybe there's more of what I'm looking for. And maybe not all writers are using the 'Winter Soldier Bucky Barnes' tag even if they're writing canon Bucky so that means there's more. But yeah,I was confused as Winter Soldier & Bucky recovering from being the Winter Soldier is is Bucky's main lore and yet I filtered it out,705 pages dropped to 25.

Like,I'm not complaining at all. And I'm so sorry if it came off like that. I'm not even a writer so I don't want to complain. I know how hard writers work while juggling work and personal life at the same time. I actually read every new Bucky fics posted here no matter how they're written. And I'm happy that many people still remember and love Bucky in 2024,so much that they would still write fics about him. Without the Bucky fics posted here daily by bunch of great & talented writers,my daily life would be dull & boring. But the anon ask above reminds me of the time recently when I simply trying to find Winter Soldier Bucky fics and found just a few of them and I was just thinking to myself "Damn....... Where did all the Winter Soldier/Avengers Bucky fics gone to?". Anyway,I sincerely apologize for my yapping.

I understand what you mean, anon. I have said whatever I had to say in the previous ask and unfortunately, I have nothing else or new to add

I will say though, if you can't find the fics you're looking for that might be a sign that maybe you should start writing! That's how I started out, I never thought I'd be a fanfic writer one day but here I am.

Also if anyone has any recs for the kind of fic that anon is looking for, please leave them in the comments below

#bucky barnes

[faeriekit]

Hey gang. So:

1) If I ask a yes or no question about something I’m posting, a. I don’t need two paragraphs about your reasoning as to why you have this opinion, especially if the update it’s about is already posted and isn’t going to change. A “yes, cool” or “nah, not really” will suffice. b. I don’t need four different responses about how much you dislike the direction I’ve taken, and neither do I need to see attempts to rope in other users to have you...actually change their mind? It’s perfectly fine to dislike my writing or one of my writing products. But make your own post about it, please, so I don’t get blasted with six different critiques simultaneously in my notes. This is a boundary I am about to enforce via blocking, because:

2) Writing fanfic is a personal hobby and mode of de-stressing of mine. I’m not a professional writer. I am using tumblr as a mode of publishing, so clearly this isn’t that deep. I have to keep it not-that-deep for personal reasons, because the literal instant that this becomes work, or worse, an actual stressor, my brain shuts down any creative interest and I go back into anhedonia mode. If anhedonia has never been on your symptoms sheet before...it sucks. It really does.

3) I work eleven hour days. I am in my final semester of grad school. I have homework to do nightly. The finals due this month will determine the course of my career. This fic has largely turned my eleven hour days to thirteen-to-fifteen hour days when I include meals. The turnaround on Blister Pack has been incredibly short, considering the daily update pattern. It’s okay to not like raspberry scones or whatever you want this metaphor to be, but if I offer you raspberry scones after spending my only free time baking them and your response is to tell me the mistakes I’ve made in the process, then. Well. I’m certainly not going to consider baking my fun hobby I do with friends anymore.

I’m not going to blame anyone for this. This is not anyone’s fault. Since BP has largely gotten ten times more popular than I ever imagined it would be, I’m ngl, I was largely expecting something to go wrong way earlier than this. This is about how I will proceed in the future and how I hope we can get along in the future. Feel free to read. Feel free to dislike. Feel free to-- idk, make your own post where you get vocal about where my writing goes and why you personally don’t like it. Sure. Just don’t make me see it and...what, expect me to uproot the story? Rewrite it to match your personal view of the media and of the fic? I don’t always know what people’s intention are when they comment this tbh; if I dislike a fic, I just stop reading. 

Anyway, the block button is on the table as far as options go, but I trust the vast majority of you and we clearly haven’t had problems about this previously. Blister Pack is finished in its word doc. I just have to trick my brain into thinking that posting the ending isn’t a threat to my internal wellbeing.

Thank you for reading the little I write, thank you for the well-intentioned comments, even if I couldn’t receive them in the manner you intended; and thank you for sharing your thoughts and interests when you have the energy. I often feel as though writing is very isolating, and though I often get too overwhelmed to respond, I have read every single individual comment that has been sent to me. Comments. Tags. Replies. Everything. You’re the glue that’s been holding my motivation together to finish this for once.

Once Blister Pack is posted, this will be the first fic I have finished since...since I wrote my first fic a decade ago. Fucking Hells. 🥂

#it's the symptoms disorder man #if I could fix it I would #faer nonsense

[nevarroes]

hello with the greatest of compliments i think cas is the cuntiest durge i’ve ever come across and i adore him and love the way u draw him and gort SM <3 what are some defining personality traits cas has or things that would become obvious about him if you knew him???

thank u so much, happy you like them🥺🙏🙏

as for his personality… idk how far youve read into Caslore (I need to link that tag in my pinned later brb) but in case you haven’t heard much of him let me just warn ahead of time that he’s not very pleasant, beautiful on the outside nd rotten inside archetype💜

If i were to just like… name some character traits sims-style then I’d say his memorable traits are that he’s short-tempered as hell and very easy to enrage. However aside from anger outbursts and how he acts with Gortash he’s actually more introverted than you’d think and someone that doesn’t tend to talk more than necessary with people he doesn’t care about, generally just has a very cold and icy vibe laced with a feeling of superiority over most if not all people. He’s also vain as shit and conceited, very proud of his looks and knows how to use them to get what he wants☝️ He’s disrespectful and doesn’t accept any type of authority (gods included), he’s blunt and he’s destructive due to his nature (devil that was tainted by the Abyss)

If you dig a little deeper and if you actually knew and analyzed him you’d know that a lot of his really horrendous traits are more or less a defense mechanism for his insecurities, Cas is really a deeply insecure and traumatized person at his core tbh but this is something he’d never accept or even know himself. Anyways on that note he is insanely possessive and jealous, approaches most things in a very “revenge on the world for what happened to him” manner, he’s emotionally constipated and he’s kinda sexist in an err…. misogynist gay man stereotype way. If you’ve never dealt with one irl to know exactly what I mean then be grateful but if u did… yeah😵‍💫 He also looks down on any non-infernal race nd he’s just a very hateful person in general that doesn’t wish well on anyone

I suppose to not completely just shit on him though I’ll say that he has great self control and restraint in many cases, hes a very disciplined person. Also when he does care (Gortash) he turns into a far more genuine person that does actually manage to show some affection but in a way where… for his own pride he needs to balance it out still with being rude and teasing and a bit of a bastard still. He’s also, again this is only with Gortash though, pretty devoted and protective and would give his life for him no questions asked even if he himself went through so many hardships before that just to stay alive to keep fighting for his own freedom (this is also kinda what it boils down to btw. person that was never truly his own man his whole life)

anyways hope that erm… gives a bit of an insight, its a bit more detailed than anticipated even if it’s still not quite everything but yeagh🙏

#blakemail #“relevant traits” but really its just a list of why Cas is a walking red flag #my beautiful princess with a disorder #gortcas hate-off wld go crazy but Cas has more free time to spend making peoples lives horrible #cas lore

[saetoru]

hiiii i hope you know how much i love ghe way u write haitham !!! also sooo true haitham is definitely autistic!! (me too haitham me too) i think u get how haitham is actually a quite kind and selfless person despite people think hes arrogant, egoistical and such but like if u read some if his voicelines like the one where hes asked what concerns he has he says smth not about him but how people tend to hurt themself and like cmon would an egoistical person have that concern??? also he doesnt look down on anyone its just he knows how capable he is and like ughhhh i feel like ur writing is a breath of fresh air cause like some people make it seem like hes some arrogant dude BUT HES NOT HES JUST AUTISTIC GUYS like when people say they dont like him and its just traits that autistic people usually have…. anyway thank you for sharing ur writing i love going through ur haitham tag it makes my day

HELLO HI I LITERALLY READ THIS LIKE 3 TIMES AND MY SMILE GOT SOOOO BIG EACH TIME IM GONNA TRY NOT TO RAMBLE AS I ANSWER THIS

but omg yesyesyes i agree he’s got so much pointing towards him being autistic and ppl will bash so many things ab him and it makes me so sad but also i’m like … maybe u ppl just don’t like traits that tend to describe autistic ppl idk … BUT i read so many fics of him being autistic and i see kaveh having adhd a lot in fics where they’re written to be neurodivergent and i think the authors i’ve read from so far have done such a good job of writing them and yeah. u get it. he’s definitely got sensory issues i know this is so real and true in my heart

AND HE IS SOOOOOOO KIND. i think ppl gloss over the fact that al-haitham doesn’t look down at anyone so much like everything about this man is so disciplined. so disciplined. like someone of his intelligence in a nation like sumeru could do sooo much bad but he literally just wants to have simple life where he goes to work and goes right home HE JUST WANTS PEACE. and his voice lines IF PPL WOULD JUST READ THEM. like the one about when ppl read difficult and abstruse books and then he says “jk i don’t enjoy watching ppl struggle lol” AND YES. THE ONE WHERE HE BASICALLY WOES ABOUR HOW PPL MAKE THEIR LIVES MORE DIFFICULT THAN IT NEEDS TK BE. he’s so caring by nature and i feel like even he doesn’t even understand that to some extent like i think he sees himself as a practical guy who just wants everyone to have peace for the sake of practicality. BUT HE ALSO JUST. CARES. YOU KNOW ?????????? they way it’s just canon that he’s misunderstood by ppl at the akademiya and he just doesn’t bother to correct them bc he doesn’t care to. THROWS UP HES SOOOOOOOOOO LOVELY I WISH MORE PPL WOULD SEE IT. i cannot tell u how many fics i read and then have to close bc. they just. THEY MAKE HIM SO ARROGANT AND MEAN BUT ARROGANCE =/= CONFIDENCE. he’s aware of his capabilities okay :( he’s not some condescending know it all. im just rly picky ab the way he’s written fjsjdjf so then i’m like. ok. i gotta write the content i wanna see 😔

but omg i’m rly glad you read and like my haitham writing sometimes i get carried away and make it so like…self servicing w the way i write him and the dialogue and then i get embarrassed to post it skfjsjfn but i’m very excited u like it I AM KISSINF U ON THE MOUF and also i am kissing ur brain for understanding him

#asks! #i did indeed ramble but #HE MAKES ME LOSE MY COMPOSURE OK

[sparklingpax]

"Would this make you feel better?" and of course Masterforce for the ask game if you'd like 😄

From this prompt list; yes, requests are still open :3

HII!! I hope this works :D

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Quick A/n:

-SORRY theres probably typos/mistakes here and there, this was 100% written on my phone; I finally had a good idea for this after two different tries at a story and then being busy with this sudden art project I've taken upon myself to complete hehe (ok unrelated but worth mentioning maybe?? idk--) anyway so. then I tagged along a trip to the park and had like an hour so...here it is ^^''

-set in canon! (insert my usual disclaimer abt what I mean by that ig)

-also, if anyone reading hasn't watched masterforce/did but might have forgotten, it's eluded to the fact that Cab can understand animals in the actual series! Even in a character song!! So...I slipped that in here briefly...just an fyi. I'm not making it up 👍💫

-Writing Hawk being like a kind parental figure is my favorite thing. Dad Hawk Supremacy™ (actually canon)

-Im gonna just put a slight tw for mentions of animal death. Nothing horrible, but it's part of the premise here so...yeah.

-uhhhhhhh.....thats all! Enjoy, I hope...

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It was all a blur, honestly. 

And when Cab had finally returned to the cavern again…it was too late. 

A shrill wail of horror went up into the air. 

…

"Now, that won't account for irregularities with the alloy when put in contact with the new engine itself." 

"It hasn't been tested to that level of heat yet?" 

"Not quite. So to that, I'd actually like to suggest placing—" 

A loud crash sounded from down the hall, causing Hawk, Ranger, and Diver all to snap upright. Startled, they hesitated to carry on, exchanging looks instead. 

The silence hung for a moment longer before there was another loud noise.

This time, worry had immediately seemed to light Hawk's gaze, and he swiveled sharply in the direction of the door. Something tugged at him to leave the room and see what was up.

Perhaps he couldn't call it "parental" instinct, but it was somewhere in that ballpark.

It had struck him, suddenly, that he hadn't seen Cab at all today.

Though perhaps...this time-sensitive discussion should be concluded properly first...?

But the cloud of worry had already formed, beginning to rain immediately. Hawk was now unable to refocus on the discussion at hand, or the idea of it up again.

Was he maybe...jumping to conclusions?

As if to ask their permission, Hawk glanced at the other two, at the papers, then the door again.

Picking up on this, Diver and Ranger looked to one another and gave a short nod of agreement.

"We can pick this up later," Diver prompted as he reached over and started to fold the blueprints back up. Ranger rounded the table, tapping a stiffened Hawk on the shoulder gently. 

"This isn't so urgent," he agreed quietly. "Let's go see what's up."  

Hawk nodded firmly, gratefully, and took that as a cue to leave the room. He tried to walk out quickly, but found himself almost jogging instead. He figured the others would simply follow, so he didn't think to wait.

Emerging to the hall, he was met with the sight of Shuta's head peeking out from one of the rec rooms. He seemed to be debating stepping out or remaining in place, lip pursed in thought. Catching sight of Hawk and the others, however, seemed to shift his mind to decision, and he scampered up to the three.

"You heard it too?" He asked, blinking up at Hawk as they headed down the corridor. In response, Hawk gave a sharp nod.

They rounded the bend, seeing up ahead a shaft of yellowish light spilling from the crack in the door to the kitchen. Since it was usually the case that doors remained closed when rooms were in use, Hawk deduced that must be where the noise had originated from. 

So far, there hadn't been any other noises, except—

Drawing nearer to the door, Hawk held out an arm and motioned the others to stay back. He leaned forward a bit, listening intently.

At first it was hard to make out, but the sound registered immediately after a couple seconds. 

It was a small, wavering voice….

….crying?

Hawk felt a twinge in his stomach at the realization. 

He immediately darted forward and to the threshold of the open door. 

And immediately, felt his heart drop to his feet. 

Before him was Cab, knelt on the floor, body wracked with each wordless sob that escaped him. His head was bowed, curled over something he was holding. He seemed unaware of Hawk as stood there, or of the others as they slowly shuffled in, gathering behind him. 

Hawk took another step forward, peering closer to see what Cab was holding. He felt himself stiffen upon realizing.

Oh, Cab...

There was a small puppy in his arms, lying haggard....and limp.

Hawk eyes shut for a moment, turning his head downward. He knew without even having to ask or check...its little soul was no more. 

No one dared utter a word.

A weighted air hung about the room, as the depressing sight took away whatever any of them could have mustered to say for the moment. 

Hawk then listed his eyes and looked over his shoulder at the others, giving a sharp shake of his head. They seemed to get the message. 

"I'll...get the simulation prep started, Hawk," Diver murmured quietly, ducking out of the room.

Meanwhile, Ranger had put a gentle hand on Shuta's shoulder.

"Hey, why don't we go finish that program you were trying to show me the other day…"  

He ushered the boy in the other direction with a forced, light chuckle. Shuta didn't say a word back, eyes cast to the ground as he went along and out of the room.

Hawk watched them go for a moment, then turned back to Cab, his heart wrenching the more he regarded the sight. Weighing whether it would be more helpful to ask about what happened or simply remain as a presence, he drew closer until he stood right over Cab. 

I could never presume to understand how much this hurts for him...

Finally opting for the latter, he knelt carefully and slowly, until they were eye-level, and then said nothing for a couple beats. 

Hawk shifted his gaze to regard the animal, its fur matted slightly and its frame thin. Something didn't look right with its body, its bone structure…Hawk looked away again. It hurt too much. 

It was their mission on this Earth to protect those who could not defend themselves. 

To respect and preserve all life. 

To save it. 

And yet…we must still witness death. 

Then, finally, Cab slowly began to raise his head, revealing a tear-streaked face, and an expression of such raw anguish that it made Hawk's breath catch in his throat. There was a look in the boy's eyes that he'd not yet seen. 

For a moment, he almost panicked, not knowing what he should say or do...

Calm down. You just need to be someone there for him.

Hawk stared back at Cab, his own eyes shining with grief. Having known the animal or not, Hawk did regret its passing. 

Wait for Cab to tell you what he needs, if he needs anything. 

And finally, he did. 

"I-I…um…" he reached up to rub at his eyes, trying to wipe away the tears. He took in another shuddering breath before turning his gaze back to Hawk. 

"...I f-found her on the w-way back from, uhm…t-the...store…." 

Every word wavered with the emotion he seemed to be fighting to hold back. It was like mere sticks holding back a flood. 

Hawk simply nodded slowly, patiently. He gave such a calm and gentle expression, Cab felt his breathing begin to even out. 

It was alright, the boy remembered.

In this place, it would be alright. 

He took another breath and continued. 

"S-she was probably a stray, cause...she was just there...starving on that sidewalk, w-walking under people's feet, so…I took her to a…s-safer place..." 

Cab squeezed his eyes shut, dropping his head again. His shoulders began to shake with the beginnings of another wave of sobs.

"I should've never left her alone!" He exclaimed, voicing rising. "I-I was just…trying to get her something to eat, cause...cause I didn't have anything w-with me…" 

Hawk reached out, gently placing a hand on Cab's shoulder.

"It's my fault she's gone," he whispered, brokenly. The choked noise he made, in an effort to hold back his cries, hurt to hear. But Hawk knew it was necessary for Cab to take his time, let it out as he needed, uninterrupted.

"I-I heard her saying she was hungry so I left...I never shoulda left…" he repeated himself, seeming to clutch the animal closer. 

It was with a heavy heart that Hawk realized the first thing to help Cab would be...distancing him from the animal. But for the moment, he simply continued to pat Cab's shoulder, a calming and rhythmic motion that...seemed to be helping.

And finally, Hawk decided to speak. 

"Cab," he murmured gently. "You didn't do anything wrong." 

"But—"  

"..."

"Cab," his tone was still as gentle, yet with more firmness. The boy quieted, as if focusing on Hawk's words before he could start to panic again.

"I know you might...feel that you were too slow in getting this animal what it needed."

"I'm...so sorry, Cab. I'm so sorry you went through this….it hurts and you feel at fault…but don't forget that you were trying to help. That's the most important part of all this." 

He spoke softly and evenly, holding Cab's gaze. 

"All those people in the street, who didn't even think to get someone who could help, that was their choice. You are not at fault for the omission of others." 

One should not be made to feel guilty over what's beyond their control. 

Cab shifted a bit, his breathing having evened out. He seemed in consideration of those words, as if the thought had never once crossed his mind.

Considering the present state of the animal, Hawk surmised it had been beyond saving when Cab had found it. He only hoped he could get Cab to understand...he shouldn't hold himself personally responsible for the unfortunate inevitable.

But Hawk didn't exactly…know how to say that without it sounding insensitive in one capacity or another. Or at least, he was sure of that much.

Hawk considered saying more, but abandoned the thought as quickly as he'd had it. He ultimately figured that, for the moment, letting the words sink in was a better idea. 

And that was the last thing Cab needed at this moment. 

What he needed, was quiet. Gentleness. Patience.

So they sat with the silence for a little bit, listening to distant sounds from outside the room, and out the window. 

Hawk found his gaze drifting to the objects that had fallen to the floor, accounting for the crash earlier. Judging by their positions, it was likely the result of Cab having stumbled into the room without looking. 

Honestly, how could he with what he was preoccupied with? Hawk nodded to himself. Of course, he'd get to cleaning it up later. 

As for—

"Uhm…Hawk?" 

Hawk jolted a little at his name. He'd gotten lost in his thoughts, he realized. He centered his gaze back on Cab.

"Yes?" 

"Can…we…bury her?" 

With something of a sad smile, Hawk felt his heart wrench. It was a sight so bittersweet that Hawk felt tears well up in his own eyes. 

"Would...this make you feel better, Cab?" 

He nodded firmly. He reached up and rubbed at his tears again, now probably dried a bit. He then looked back up.

The smile he gave Hawk was as sad as his own.

"Then...let's do it."

"I think..it'd make her feel better, too."

Hawk gave the boy's shoulder another pat before they both stood up. 

Cab smiled, his eyes shimmering with something complex. Somewhere in there, though, they shone with peace.

A single tear slid down his cheek, as he looked at the puppy again, then back at Hawk.

And Cab nodded. 

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#super god masterforce #ask game #kuniwrites #kuni talks #kuni answers #asks #fic requests #fanfic #transformers #transformers stuff #tf #masterforce moment òwó 🥺💖✨ #transformers super god masterforce #masterforce #maccadam #writing #writing stuff #hawk #cab #ranger #diver #waverider #shuta #anime #transformers anime #super god masterforce fanfiction #btw! thank you for the req!! <3

[quietwingsinthesky]

I have been tagged by @sugaraddictarchangels! ^-^

Your name: I am Will. Still debating acquiring other names.

Your first fandom(s): HP, but let's not talk about that. The real shit was in the Warriors fandom. I survived wars in there. Cat wars.

Your current fandom(s): Primarily Supernatural. (It's my special interest! I do not have a choice in being here! uwu!) but also, rotating around Mass Effect, Succession, and if Cat succeeds in drawing me back in, I'm gonna end up in my Elder Scrolls phase again.

How did you first get into fandom? Well, you see, I was given far too much unrestricted access to the internet as a child. And I wanted to read Everything.

How long have you been engaging in fandom spaces? Forever? Forever. Long as I can remember, anyway, which to be fair, isn't very long.

How often do you read fanfics? Well, damn, dude, I just set one down to come answer this. (Really though, a lot. Idk I like seeing the blorbos dance. And also I'm still experiencing some burn-out from having to be autistic and in college and such so actual books... no. only blorbo.)

Top three characters from your current fandom(s):

Supernatural: Sam Winchester the most character of all time. Lucifer! Second most character of all time! and rn, Michael. but that third slot is always subject to change. Last week it was Raphael lmao.

Mass Effect: Legion. They're my favorite robot, I want their gender and their name. Tali'Zorah nar Rayya, genuinely my favorite teammate and I think she has the best plotline through all three games don't @ me. and hm. hard choice. Joker. Because he is funny. Because his relationship to Shepard is maybe my favorite out of anyone's, even the romance options. (Tiptree + "Anderson told me to take care of you" conversation in my mind always at all times...)

Succession: (okay this is cruel this is actually like asking me to pick a favorite child. but i will.) Shiv my beloved my queen i would die for her. Gerri my other beloved and queen i would also die for her. and Roman, my favorite little guy with everything in the world wrong with him.

Elder Scrolls: Martin Septim & the v specific version of Hero of Kvatch who does mantle Sheogorath, yes, both of them together, they are a set but the point is that they are separated by fate and godhood. and then also Nazeem. because he is funny. I wrote a whole fic about him.

Have you ever written fic for a fandom? YES! someone go read my silly mass effect fic i just wrote i crave attention

Have you ever drawn fanart for a fandom? Also yes. I don't post much and what I have I delete later because it's never good enough. i am. hard on my art.

Share a personal headcanon that you feel very strongly about: sam is queer of sexuality and trans of gender. end of story. (and the reason I feel strongly about this is people who claim he's 'too boring' to be queer. first of all, you're wrong, he's amazing. second of all, you don't earn queerness by being cool. you just are. fandoms stop treating queerness as a reward for some characters and being cishet as a punishment for others challenge.)

You’re trying to convince a friend to get into your current fandom(s) with you. what episode, clip, or scene are you showing them? Depends on the friend. But I stand by that if you want to infect someone with the spn brainworms, give them a copy of john's journal and watch the rot set in.

And finally, what does fandom mean to you? it's all of us sitting around a campfire sharing insane takes.

I am tagging... hm. @godsprettiestprincess, @synesindri, @archangelsammy, @herefortears, @ladyknightskye, @thnks-fr-th-samulet, and anyone else who wants in. :3

#tag game

[tineteenieworld3]

Okay I’m BACK finally finished the chapter (The Cemetery Dance, I’ll tag below). And yo…Mike Wheeler fans? This is for us.

Idk how to even describe it, but it’s just hitting and itching a spot in my brain. So, if you haven’t read, don’t want to, this is kind of what happens in the chapter (vague)

So the whole thing is in Mike’s POV and we don’t get much convo between him and Will in this. But the chapter starts off with a flashback from NINE years ago. Just that scene alone, I think, gives us some info about him. It shows a lot of how Mike was in season 2, the quick thinking and staying very calm and sharp under pressure.

Anyway the radio is mentioned again at the every end of that flashback and im sure there is a reason I just have absolutely no idea what it is yet. Still intriguing though. Then we go back to the present, and I’m so glad my last assumption that Mike is gonna be the leader and take charge wasn’t wrong because chapter five pushed that.

Mike is kind of serious so far in this story. He’s not joking around or doing anything goofy and I’m lowkey into it, I really enjoy seeing the other side of Mike that’s more like how he was in the first two seasons, but obviously he’s an adult in the fic so it’s much more intense. But the one thing I REALLY wanna talk about is this little thing I noticed.

So, Mike is oddly calm when handling Will while Will is like struggling. For anyone who doesn’t know he was in a building, got bombed, both of his ribs are broken. Mike is very smart in this scene of like figuring out what could actually be wrong, and figures Will is probably getting sick from a) having broken ribs, and b) the amount of smoke he inhaled (I think I got that right idk). But everything he says/does is kinda sharp and very ‘professional’ he’s not very emotional in any scene he has with Will so far. He’s not very emotional at all actually until…

he goes into the bathroom and kinda has this break down. Not crying, but it’s a very obvious panic attack and it squeezed my heart because we see that he waited and held it in until he was alone. Idk I just love love the characterization for him so far, it feels like a side of Mike Wheeler we don’t explore very often.

I really like AUs because I think it’s easier to review them in the way I’m doing here, of like analyzing the different ways they’re characterized and stuff.

#mike wheeler #the cemetery dance #fanfiction #I’m talking to a wall but Idc #byler

[justsomeoneunordinary]

15 QUESTIONS

Tagged by @madbuns from this post, thank youuu ♥️

Were you named after anyone?

ehhhh... my name is the name of a historical figure in serbia, but it's also a very typical serbian name, so i am not really named after anyone per se, my mum just liked it

When was the last time you cried?

two (three?) days ago after watching gotg vol.3

Do you have kids?

yes, many. i consider every child i work with at the daycare as my child

Do you use sarcasm?

who, moi??? never

What's the first thing you noticed about people?

hair

What's your eye colour?

brown <3

Scary movies or happy endings?

both? both is good

Any special talents?

i am really fucking good at minigolf even tho i fucking hate it with every fibre of my being. i literally stand there bored to death "when will we be finally done with it?" while hitting most holes in an instant with no problems. (bowling, on the other hand, which is fucking love and try to play as often as financially possible, i am really fucking terrible at. i lose every damn time)

Where were you born?

hospital <- mango's answer lmao 🤣

züri. i'm a real zürcherin through and through

What are your hobies?

reading, writing, traveling (back when i had the money for it 😭), cooking (-ish? i say i hate cooking but i do it every day anyway even tho i son't have to. i only hate washing the dishes afterward and when the cooking stresses me out when there are too many things to keep an eye on at once, but otherwise i do actually enjoy it), idk meeting with friends and doing stuff... i don't have any special interests tbh

Have any pets?

no and i'm pretty sure i don't want any either. i won't allow anything hairy into my flat, and anything else that requires a terrarium or the sorts still needs care and time (and cleaning) and i don't have the time for that. or patience for that matter

What sports do/have you played?

used to do swimming. as in competition. and then i got my first period early and my mum and trainer did not see eye to eye abt that so i didn't go far with it before i gave up on it. no official courses after that. i wanted to do field hockey but a lot of my school bullies were doing that already, so that was a no. considered badminton to learn officially bc i loved to play it leisurely but never did, and that was that tbh...

wait, does dance count? i did hip hop actually when i was 10-ish but i was terrible at it (and still am - zero feeling for rhythm, i can't even jump up and down in synic wth everyone else at metal concerts), so that didn't last long...

How tall are you?

210cm :)

Favorite subject in school?

german, history, english (once upon a time french also lmao and then it got more difficult and wow did i lose interest in it real quick)

Dream Job?

y'all have dream jobs? i'd like to get money for doing nothing, thanks

Tagging: @iam93percentstardust @togaki-kun @pleasetakethis @linya333 and everyone else who sees this and would like to play as well ♥️

#tag game

[daisywords]

5 things you never get tired of writing

rules - list five things you never get tired of writing. It can be tropes, themes, characters, phrases, whatever brings you joy. then tag five people!

Thanks @cactusmotif for tagging me in this!

gonna try to call myself out here so time to get specific ig:

1. Brother/sister duos

for example, the arguable four main characters of starlight-verse are 2 brother/sister duos: Alya & Eli + Kirsta & Kor. DaDBaB doesn't have any notable brother/sister duos, but that's an outlier among my wips. Other notable ones are Craisl & Isl, Asa & Hope, and Elinaya & Milo from wips that I like never talk about on here.

Why do I do this? idk exactly but it's probably something to do with having pretty even gender balance on most of my wips but not a huge amount of romance? Also I have 4 siblings myself so that's naturally something I write about, I guess. (I also have a couple important sister duos now that I think about it.)

also maybe leftover Fablehaven brainrot from my childhood?

2. Short protagonists

Alya from Starlight and Trip from DaDBaB are both short. I think it's bc I'm tall? idk

3. Memory loss trope

a central premise of DaDBaB and also my wip Memoratorium, albeit approached quite differently. Also another wip which I've basically scrapped bc the premise is pretty close to DaDBaB

I will say this though: I hate hate hate when characters lose memories after the story like ok I guess it didn't matter then? All that growth for nothing? But I like when the characters don't remember the past at the beginning of the story and have to discover it and confront it. yes good

4. Ridiculously large buildings

I just think they're neat! also full of narrative potential. *slaps architectural impossibility* you can fit so many characters in this bad boy

As an example of how far I take this, the entire country of Ciar from Starlight (granted, it's a fairly small island) is technically one interconnected building. (listen. it makes more sense than you think. It's dug down into the ground for the most part rather than built up, and also the island is made of a mineral(?) that they can control with their mind powers. And also there's twice a year there's "bad stormy season" and they don't want to go outside.)

But! Other noteable larger-than-life buildings are the Highking's seat/palace/capital building/monstrosity from DaDBaB and uhhh the Corporation HQ from Memoratorium.

5. Friends to lovers

So like I said I don't write a Ton of romance but I do enjoy it when it fits. DaDBaB is very friends-to-lovers, although there's a lot of...other complicated dynamics in there. The main romance in Starlight-verse is pretty much straight friends to lovers (we don't even get romantic until book 2 bc they're too busy being friends). The romance storyline in Glory (which is not so much a wip as a universe of possibilities that lives in the background of my brain and pays zero rent [read: word count]) is more of what the kids these days call "enemies to lovers" except that they...become friends first, so...

idk actually I think the only other romance storyline I even have is in The Good King, which you could argue also has friends-to-lovers elements, so I guess I'm just predictable like that.

I think it's something about falling in love with someone you already know well? It's just more compelling to me than the more whirlwind-style stuff. Also I've never actually been in love with anyone but I do, you know, have friends, so I think it's just easier for me to imagine? idk I'll stop psychoanalyzing myself now

anyway! tagging @muddshadow @baroquesse @pinespittinink @wri-tten and @hyba to play if you want!

#tag game #sprinkling in random lore about my secret back burner wips

[novaheart8]

I like this theory, but my hobby is trying to disprove theories, so this was my work on your theory. (N is Cyrus and Cynthia's child) It's wayyy too long to put here so I put it in a pastebin. It might feel passive-aggressive but honestly rn I'm just a little angry so it's nothing to do with you. Can't put links in questions so go to pastebin and put /UrFQjAJH after the link. If you don't know what pastebin is or something, well uhh idk what to say :P

Thank you for this!! I actually enjoyed reading it /g. I think there's a huge misunderstanding in the disproval of the theory concerning the timeline though, so I'll explain it more here if you'd like to read it (otherwise, you can skip ahead). Then, if you would like to make another argument, I'll be happy to read it!! /g (I CAN'T STRESS THE /GENUINE ENOUGH. I ENJOY DISCUSSIONS!!!)

The idea was always that N was kidnapped as a toddler/young child. Never as a baby. Because you're right! Ghetsis and the rest of Team Plasma would want nothing to do with a baby.

I'm not too sure where you got the "N is 14 during Unova" from. Because for my theory, he's 18 during BW (and therefore 20 in B2W2), and N was canonically designed to be around that age range (18-20) anyway. Which means, following that Unova took place 10 years later than Sinnoh, that N was 8 at that time period - meaning he's 3 years older than Team Galactic, and that actually helps me since I can pinpoint that N was kidnapped at 3! Thank you for that, since that was a detail I overlooked!

It is heavily implied, if not canon, that Cyrus is depressed due to the loss of Rotom (besides his parents emotionally neglecting him), because he had never felt so connected to a Pokémon. That much, I understand; and in fact, had I been up for writing any more, I would've written more about them! However, I simply haven't had the motivation to write more stories. In my eyes, the loss of Rotom was a separate life-changing event that happened much earlier to Cyrus (when he was still a child), and wasn't what pushed him to form Team Galactic and remake the world to be without emotion and spirit. The loss of his family is what I believe pushed him into that.

I'm not going to deny that the line that mentioned he cared about others was about his Commanders, because it absolutely was! But I like to think it was also about his family, though Cynthia, at this point, wouldn't acknowledge that.

Now, as far as my theory posting being a big part of the Mizuhikishipping tag, I think a lot of that has to do with the fact that there simply isn't a ton of recent Mizuhikishipping content besides this. I'm in the same boat with you in wishing that there were more posts for them!! Sorry if you're getting tired of seeing my posts though. I think tumblr has a feature that allows you to block tags? Maybe? If so, I always tag my theory posting as such (#the cyrus and cynthia are n's parents theory), so you can block that tag. Hopefully that'll free up some space as you look for other content!

Your friend should not, under any circumstance, push my theory down your throat. I am deeply flattered they believe in my theory, but at the end of the day, it is just a theory, and is very likely not going to be made canon, no matter how much anyone would like for it to be. I'm sorry that happened to you, and I know I'd feel the same way in your situation.

I hope this all leaves you with a better impression. Again, if you want to talk more about it, you can leave me another pastebin link or something! I'd be happy to discuss this theory with you, since it's something I treasure, and knowing its flaws can help me to fortify it. Thank you so much for your time, and I hope you have a wonderful day/night, anon! ❤

#pokemon #team galactic cyrus #the cyrus and cynthia are n's parents theory #pokemon theories #pokemon theory

[kylewalker-peters]

I know you're tags about 'are all these men irreplaceable blobs to you' and that post in general is a little tongue in cheek but I genuinely think that's how far far too many football fans actuality see players. I'll spare the anti-capitalism rant but like basically they're treated as commodities by the clubs and fifa etc. and that translates to the fans (and media) as well. just look at the language we use for transfers, it's incredibly dehumanising. If we all picked a 'flop' to unapologetically root for it probably would make fan culture an awful lot better because at least they'd be far more people seeing players as human beings or even just praising them for the shit they do right

lemme do a read more cause i think I'm just rambling to be cathartic and it's a Friday afternoon and i don't wanna do any damn work.

god, the way that football organisations treat players is insane like i'd like to see anyone making decisions about the football calendar and adding more and more matches into a season try and do that themselves let alone pushing a bunch of athletes to do it year in year out. fuck me the fact we have 2 instances of UEFA going "i know the incident that just happened to you (bus bombing/ teammate resuscitated on the pitch) was traumatic but like could you please just get on with playing the silly little football game now anyway? thanks xx"

i think "treat players as humans" is literally the easiest thing in the world to do and the fact there are many fans that fail to clear that bar is just.... holy shit. idk if it's because of the wealth they earn or because their job is essentially "kick about with my mates every week" that makes people feel as though they can go and abuse them on social media or whatever but it's such an insane mindset to have.

i think because so much comes down to player performance our approach to players obviously enters more nuanced and complex territory than just treat people with respect/don't harrass people to the point they have to limit their insta comments (which is what spurs fans did to royal and i wish those people a very get hit over the head with a brick). this comes into like you said the language used for players where you know... they're there to be bought and sold. and obviously no team can afford to carry players or should keep players that aren't good enough that would be bad. i've said multiple times i'd dropkick players to the antarctic 5th division when the team is playing like crap.

but idk if it's just because i could get emotionally attached to a piece of dust but the way some fans approach players is just so distant to me???? sometimes it feels as though the aim is more to just criticise and nitpick rather than support and cheer on (eg royal or ryan). and it's frustrating as hell to have a player go out there that isn't very good, I'm not saying fans have to be super positive and like every player all the time, I don't myself. but even players like hugo who have genuinely earned a shit ton of good will and love from being here for over a decade are seeing none of it. not that we shouldn't say he's past his prime or should be dropped but fans are rewriting his legacy at the club or just slagging him off in ways that are genuinely so mean you'd think he played for arsenal. like there's just no sadness about him coming to the end.

and especially when your team is shite it's more fun to root for an outside player's success. i get that when your team is bad you feel less connected to the team and its players but i think if you then choose to root for someone, literally anyone, in that squad you're going to have a better time. shit I've been saying ryan redemption season since 2019, i had the Sissoko Goal Campaign, my URL is bloody KWP. like as a fan you don't need to be as clinical and cutthroat as the board of a football club you can actually inject some love and passion and emotional connection into your football watching experience

wait no the better example is tripps having his dogshite season and i was obviously critical of his performances and shit but it was always coming from a place of love and shit and i was so upset when he left you wouldn't believe. like you can literally have the best of both worlds i wish people would embrace that

[ourflagmeansgayrights]

on ur whole ed and izy weren't friends thing a: I dont think u should be putting it in the ship tag let ppl ship in peace. b: my personal headcannons could go either way but I wouldn't find it hard to believe that they were once closer than canon shows but iver the years maybe the hierarchy or eds growing disinterest in piracy makes them feel more distant. Ed has a habit of being dramatic and is not always truthful (I.e when he says he only ever killed his dad but has 'maimed people' im 100% sure he's killed by proxy). So when he says he doesn't have friends he could very well, in the moment, believe it while it not actually being true. Also when they enter stedes ship Ed tries to show izzy all the things that intrest him, to me thats friend behavior

a: that's totally fair, probably could've kept it to myself, but i put it in the ship tag bc 1. i hyper organize everything on my blog bc im insane so it was gonna get that tag anyway and 2. i kinda WANTED ppl to see the post bc im like, kinda curious to hear why ppl interpret ed and izzy's relationship the way that they do bc it's so far from how i (and everyone i know irl who watched the show) read these characters. my tone probably came across more aggressive than i meant but also like, anyone who's actually bothered is free to ignore the post or block me. i wasn't going at any individual fans specifically, so it didn't really register as me NOT letting ppl ship in peace?? but maybe that was the wrong call on my part, idk. my b i guess

b: i agree that ed and izzy in canon are like, in their divorce era at this point and probably got along better back when ed was more into being a pirate, but i really have a hard time imagining that they were ever like. besties. totally get that ed is being very dramatic in that scene, but like, that's kind of the point? in a way, by exaggerating his feelings in that moment, he's being more truthful. in a less emotionally-charged moment, ed might call izzy his friend, but in that scene he feels scared and alone, and he feels like none of his "friends" would accept him at that moment, crying in a bathtub all wrapped up in a fancy robe

it is friend behavior on ed's part to try and show izzy things that interest him, but like, izzy is. not into it. granted, it is kinda a stressful time, with like. the spanish and everything. and izzy doesn't know that ed apparently has a plan already. but like, at no point in the show do we see izzy respond well to ed trying to reach out to izzy abt some non-pirate activity. izzy didn't want to track stede down, izzy's annoyed by ed talking abt the clouds, izzy is glaring in the shadows any time ed is laughing or talking or telling stories with the crew of the Revenge. there's the cut scene of izzy putting bows in ed's hair, but i can't imagine izzy was like, super jazzed abt doing that (and anyway the scene is cut and we don't know what actually happened in it, so it's hard to use that as evidence either way).

i totally think they were closer in the past, but not in a friend way. they had each other's backs, they came up with plans, helped each other when they were wounded. but did they like, talk abt anything other than piracy? did they talk abt their pasts? did they talk abt their interests? people can interpret this show however they want, but ed saying he doesn't have any friends makes me think that they didn't, or that if ed ever tried to, it wasn't received well (and i don't think that's entirely izzy's fault, ed's language can sometimes be hard to understand. but the point is that izzy didn't understand it, doesn't understand it, doesn't understand ed. not the way ed wants to be understood)

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