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#ask box needs to be filled ;)
pastamurdercats · 4 months
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hi! i love your art!! if you haven't already, how about whitestorm or lionheart? :D
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Woe. Whitestorm be upon you
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wettvagina · 1 year
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Does he……?
a) moan
b) groan
c) whimper
d) all of the above
mitzy & chatiniea cc
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in-omni-scientia · 7 months
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Perhaps I should stay even further away from Half-Light than I have been. Now I'm being irrational...
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notquitedeadpod · 3 months
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popping onto tumblr before bed and finding my ask box FILLED to bursting with so many lovely questions and comments which all speak to EXTREMELY SPECIFIC niche interests and thought processes is such a cool thing
thanks so much to all of you!! if you're one of the lovely people who has sent a message and it has not had a reply pls know i am so grateful to hear from you and the only reason i haven't responded is because of Spoiler Reasons, and i need all of you to know that AHHH YES ME TOO, and appreciate you sm <3
--- Eira xxx
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endermen-impasta · 4 months
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Amber Alert Announcement!
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< I need you guys to ask questions in my ask box! I want 'em all! Don't leave a single question unasked! It could be multiple questions in one ask or multiple asks for each question, doesn't matter! >
< My plan over this is to story build and get a rough idea on character development. I can't always use character AI for this so I need you all to pitch in! >
< The questions can be catered towards specifically Codee, relationships in the AU, personality questions, or basic / in depth questions. Just NOTHING SEXUAL OR ROMANTIC! >
< I'm going to go to bed and I wanna see how many Rise Amber Alert Questions I can get, so get to work and take care of yourself! >
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swmoldacc · 2 years
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For the prompt post: “Are you sure about this?”
I don't know if you wanted a requested pairing, but you write three of my favs so.. dealer's choice.
The words, ‘Are you sure about this?’ still ring heavily in Stiles’ ears. They’re shortly followed by an eye roll from a very gruff-looking Alpha and, ‘Yes, Stiles, I’m sure. Now get out there, you got this.’
He, in fact, did not have it.
It being the rough and tumble he had to endure whilst training with the wolves. Scott may have pulled his punches and linebacker tackles, but he was still a solid mass of supernatural vigor and after two, count them, two pile drives to the gut, Derek finally heeded the standard rule of tap-outs and let Stiles sit out the next few rounds.
He was busy cleaning up a bloody nose in the bathroom when Derek came up behind him a few minutes later. He could hear the rest of the pups still training outside through the small open window above the shower stall. It was a nice day outside, the sun high in the sky, a chill breeze whirling through the trees.
Stiles would have rather spent it inside, but he’d been dragged out of the house with the promise of coffee and breakfast foods. He had no idea he’d be duped into training with the pack on Derek’s old family land afterward.
He’d rebuilt the house one summer, after selling the loft and purchasing the land back. Stiles had helped when he could, but most of the time he’d defer to the pack who had the super strength and fortitude to build such a big estate.
This bathroom was on the first floor and mainly used for guests, but it was one of five sprinkled around the large house, usually between rooms save for the master bath in Derek’s room.
Stiles had never been inside that one.
“Did you know that tilting your head back during a nosebleed doesn’t really stop the bleeding?” Stiles asked amidst shoving tissues up his nostrils. Most of the flow had stopped by now but the sink looked like a massacre had occurred in it.
Derek leaned against the door frame, tucking one arm under the other. He’d decided to wear a gray muscle shirt today and Stiles had to stop himself from staring too long on many occasions. He couldn’t help but look now as he stared at Derek through the mirror, though.
“Nope,” Derek shrugged.
“Right,” Stiles nodded, rolling his eyes and regretting it a second later when it made his nose hurt. “I forgot, you magically heal within seconds. Do you even get nosebleeds?”
“Occasionally,” Derek gruffed.
Stiles had to resist the urge to roll his eyes again. “Cool, so-” He turned around, leaning back against the edge of the sink. “What’s up? Shouldn’t you be watching them?”
Derek glanced toward the open window and back again to Stiles. “Just checking up on you.”
“Well, I’m just dandy, big guy. Swell, even.” He shifted his weight, leaning back on the sink with his hands.
“Stiles-”
“Peachy keen.”
Derek huffed a sigh through his nose, clearly frustrated. But Stiles was frustrated too and he couldn’t understand why he had to do things like this when he clearly wouldn’t ever be able to match their level.
“Would you just-”
“I don’t see the poin-”
They spoke at the same time and Stiles would have continued on with the rant he’d been preparing the moment he set foot inside the house had Derek not stepped into the bathroom and derailed any present thought from his mind. “Shut up for a moment and let me talk,” Derek grumbled, a low growl forming in his throat.
Stiles wasn’t even sure how to respond to that, so he stood, quiet, waiting, and ready to listen to whatever drabble Derek might have to say about ‘pack dynamics’ and ‘how everyone should pull their weight’.
“You could get seriously hurt,” Derek said into the silence between them. “I’m trying to protect you.”
Stiles hadn’t been expecting that. “I’m sorry, what?” He’d set himself up to listen to the rantings and ravings of a frustrated Alpha and his wayward human, not the quiet concern he could just barely hear in Derek’s voice.
Derek sighed again and took another cautious step toward Stiles. He couldn’t back up anymore or he’d risk falling into the sink and he was pretty sure the back of his pants was already ruined by any of the blood spatter. “You need to be able to protect yourself. I - We won’t always be there to watch out for you.”
He knew what Derek was trying to get across but arguing was second nature to Stiles. The urge to question and pester was just as a part of him as the skin on his bones. “I don’t need you guys to watch out for me.”
Something flashed across Derek’s face and for a moment, Stiles thought he saw something akin to disappointment flare in his eyes. Stiles swallowed past a lump forming in his throat because he never wanted to disappoint Derek. It was just difficult to do what he wanted.
“You’re right.” And just like that, Derek was shutting down. Stiles could see it, feel it, and knew he didn’t need heightened senses to realize that the disappointment Derek was feeling wasn’t for him. It was for Derek. He’d spoken up and said something on his mind. Showed a sliver of vulnerability and Stiles had cut it off at the quick.
He hadn’t meant to, he just wished everyone would just stop worrying about him. He didn’t deserve it.
Derek turned to leave and Stiles did something stupid. He reached out, pushing himself off the edge of the sink, and grabbed at Derek’s arm to get him to stop. It was easy enough. Now all he had to do was speak.
“I’m sorry,” Stiles sighed. “I’m just - upset. I mean, you can’t mess with the money-maker,” He smirked, pointing at his face and trying to lighten the mood. Derek turned around but he didn’t exactly look all that amused. Stiles’ smirk fell and suddenly he realized just how close they were now, how warm Derek’s arm was underneath the palm of his hand. He released his hold as if burned to touch the wolf and sighed again. “Sorry, I-”
Derek wasn’t going far though, nor did he look offended by Stiles’ abrupt retreat. He towered over Stiles, took a brave step toward him, and looked down at him a moment before he reached out to grip his tiny shoulders in massive, warm hands.
That lump in Stiles’ throat was growing, along with the rising levels of embarrassment mixed with anxiety that was normally at a high but now felt like they were skyrocketing up and out into the room.
“We - I can’t always be there to fight with you. I need to know that you’ll be okay when I’m not.”
Suddenly training wasn’t that difficult of a request anymore. He could do it. He’d endured worse over the past few years, right? Sure, he’d end up with some bruises, maybe a broken bone here and there, but looking up at Derek right now made all those impending dooms feel like they were tiny and insignificant.
Stiles sighed. His shoulders, along with Derek’s hands, slumped a little. “Just give me a minute and I’ll be back out there.”
“Are you sure about this?” Derek asked, a small smirk playing at the corners of his mouth. It was the kind of smirk Stiles wanted to eat up, but that was a hill to climb for another day.
Huffing a chuckle, Stiles offered up a smile instead, slapping a hand down on one of Derek’s shoulders.
“Yeah, we got this.”
Thanks for the prompt! It’s been a bit since I’ve done much Sterek so I went with them for a light, fluff piece :3
For anyone else whose looking for some prompts for me to write, visit —> here!
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writers-ex · 1 year
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just an announcement to all the arohas, astro, their families and especially anyone rn dealing with mental health and other issues we may not tell others-
I’m so sorry for your loss, moobin was my favorite idol, our puppy-cat ray of sunshine and all rounder best boy was truly a gift and his death made me…just…just remember you are loved and I’m so sorry you have to deal with whatever shit life throws at you, please reach out and get help or talk to someone or if you can’t then write it down just please remember someone will hurt if you hurt even if you don’t know and if the pain feels like it’s too much…I love you all dearly and if anything happens there will be ache, moonbin is finally at peace but those of us still here you will find peace just be patient please, I might be taking a few days to gather myself and school is stressing me out but I’ll post an itzy spam soon, I am grateful for your patience and ability to wake up and breathe another day, you’re doing so good all of you…
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smileysuh · 1 year
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This is a reminder to new Tumblr users- we have a BOT problem here, so if you have one of the default icons and NOTHING on your blog (no reblogs or posts or anything) many writers will assume you’re a bot and block you- please change your icons and reblog/post a few things so people know you’re a real human- or risk getting a block!
Also I think something like 1/3rd of users still don’t know about the content warnings now in place, so look into that and make sure your settings are checked to show you smut, or risk not seeing work from your favourite authors for that reason too
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dearmrsawyer · 1 year
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ittybittybumblebee · 5 months
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Guys you shoul,d give me some cocomelons to watch when i getnhome from work tomorrow
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backslashdelta · 2 years
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Might take a desperately needed Tumblr break ✌🏻
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jonahmagnus · 1 year
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WHAT THE FUCK YOU LIK ULTRAKILL TOO???? WHY DOES EVERYONE I KNOW SUDDENLY LIKE "YEAH LLET'S THINK ABOU T THIS GME" INCULDIN MG ME
Hngggg robot sexy
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idsb · 2 years
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I’m deleting all your asks lmfao I’m here to have a good time not have an entire debate and waste an entire evening arguing over private planes and you’ve sent me like 10 in the last 5 minutes. Get a hobby. Do something that makes you happy. Shut the actual fuck up.
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izzy-b-hands · 1 year
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telling myself i get to buy a monster and/or a slushy today when we go out (bc we at least need to do recycling/bottle drop off and potentially groceries too since we'll be there)
bc i only slept five hours and yeah i can exist on five hours easily, have done before and god knows I'll have to in the future plenty, but also
sleeby boy deserves monster aussie lemonade bc sleeby
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aotoreiki · 2 years
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The disappointment when I learned iced coffee in other places is usually just literally cold coffee with iceblocks was immeasurable
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fatherofmachine-a · 2 years
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“Sometimes, despite your best efforts, you can actually be quite charming, Finch,” punctuated by a cheeky grin.
WESTWORLD IV - SENTENCE MEMES | @anurbanlcgend
Harold could hear that grin through the comms loud and clear. Dark brows knit together as eyes narrowed, followed by the left side of his mouth tugging sideways; a playful, albeit exaggerated reaction of mock disbelief at the words. Harold scoffed.
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"Sometimes?" A rhetorical question, with a hint of mock offense. "Accompanied with the information I have at my disposal, I'm always charming, Mr. Reese." Harold was half joking—people had always been ... difficult, but over the span of working the numbers with John, they'd begun to make a great deal more sense. He wasn't anywhere near as confident as he sounded, but ... he was getting there.
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