#just this ONE time

[begayandstabpeople]

Every time a new Epic album gets released we just have to have plans with people immediately after school and it’s so annoying like just why?

#epic the musical #the odyssey #odysseus #jorge rivera herrans #why just why #just let me have this #like seriously #just this one time

[kapitein-oranghien-29]

Now I'm not a climatologist but you should totally draw the capybara twink.

Cas just works at a flower shop and you know how the creatures be (oﻌo)

#cas capybara #bonten29 #what does the weather have to do with this??? #just this one time

[svenghouly]

That Yato stays alive by literally becoming a meme is so on brand, I will accept this truth

#noragami #ng #JUST THIS ONE TIME #it be rushed but idgaf I’m kept alive by it too

[walpywalpy]

I don’t know why but I have a positive feeling for WhiteRose next episode. Weiss is going to miss her partner and she’s going to have the first words with Ruby before we get the group hug.

Of course, that’s me drinking my clown juice. Then again, would CRWBY do this to us for no reason?

#rwby #rwby vol9 spoilers #rwby volume 9 #rwby vol9 #rwby volume 9 spoilers #white rose #whiterose #please just give me some copium #just this one time

[azacello]

no bc they rlly got me with that “do you remember what he did to you? I was there” bc up to this point no one has been genuine about the abuse. They’ve used it in power plays, in weird psychosexual soliloquies, everytime someone else’s experience of abuse has been brought up it’s been transactional. Say sorry because you neglected Connor, feel an emotion because you hit Roman. But stewy… man! It was just this one last Hail Mary to get Kendal OUT. And the only way kendal knew how to respond to probably the only non-transactional ‘normal people’ exposition of abuse was trying to get his own transaction to go through while offering nothing in return because stewy showed his hand and Kendall knew he wanted Nothing but Him.

#succession #kenstewy #yeah. #I get why they took that line out #it doesn’t feel like succession at all #not the right vocabulary not the right tone not the right jargon #but it would have been So great had they kept it in #just this one genuine plea that doesn’t even sound like it should be in the show #before as we all know hell breaks loose tomorrow #just this ONE time #and it didn’t work #the fact that this was in some fucking variety ? idk which magazine interview #this is what happens when you give Middle Easterns representation actually #they rock ur world #here is a secret I appreciated succession like I appreciate any good media #e.g the first 3 seasons of breaking bad #sort of an undeniably well made thing #but they put an Iranian on screen and he gave an unhinged interview and now…. #crazy thing is I’m not even saying any of this with the homoerotic subtext we all love #the kids to adult childhood friends trope where they witnessed each other’s abuse and now they want to run the fucking world #that.

[crab-instruments]

Snippet of a potential fic

Just This One Time

Teen Wolf x Supernatural crossover

a/n: It's been a long time since I've really written anything, even with ideas floating around. I've been rewatching Teen Wolf and it's my current, stupid obsession. Reading other people's fics, I kept thinking about how I would want a crossover to play out, but never finding one I liked. Hell, I don't even care about Supernatural but I found myself researching Polish rock bands for Dean and Sam's identities for a scene where Stiles would point out they can't say the Polish names right, so I started to just write. I don't know if I'll actually finish this but I am posting it more for myself as accountability (though if people like it, that would be encouraging). Not sure of a pairing and if there is one, it'll likely be pre-slash but Sterek since Stiles will be one of the main narrators.

Stiles knew something was up the moment he laid eyes in the two men dressed in suits, parading around the sheriff’s station as FBI agents. He didn’t need werewolf senses to know these two were sketchy. Sheriff Stilinski, his very cruel flesh and blood, had kicked Stiles out of his office when the two had arrived and introduced themselves. It was like the Sheriff didn’t trust his own son with information about high priority cases.

The officers in the room ignored Stiles as he sank quietly to his knees in front of the door, pressing his ear against the door. They were quite used to Stiles snooping and it was always better to ignore the teenager because dealing with him was much more work.

While he was uncomfortable in the position, Stiles didn’t dare move. He didn’t want to create any noise that could bring attention to himself, forcing the Sheriff to kick him out further. It was at moments like this he really envied his furry friends, unable to hear much through the door. The teenager focused a little harder and his efforts were rewarded.

Agent Ciechowski and Agent Ciesielski.

Stiles barely heard the names through the door but it was hard for him to mistake Polish names. Not with an abomination like his first name. Other phrases like ‘animal attacks’ and ‘claw related injuries’ seeped through the door. He couldn’t hear anything else though, as Deputy Parrish yanked him away from the door by the collar of his shirt.

“Hey! Hey! Don’t stretch the shirt out, man! Come on!” The sound of his sneakers squeaked in the bustling room and his arms flailed wildly as he attempted to stand under Parrish’s grip.

“Stiles, I heard the Sheriff tell you to go home, so you should get going. You’re already on thin ice.” Deputy Parrish was young, competent, and well acquainted with the teenager’s shenanigans. He heard enough from the Sheriff and observed the rest with his own eyes.

Stiles faced the deputy, trying to convey his uneasiness with the several expressions flittering across his face in seconds. His brain worked quickly to figure out how he could convince Parrish to help him. “But…! Parrish, don’t they seem weird? They don’t give off an ‘FBI’ vibe. Something is off about them.” To drive the point home, Stiles shifted his weight from foot to foot, uneasy.

Parrish considered the words for a moment, deciphering if this was Stiles’ instincts hitting the mark once again, or it if this was Stiles’ usual brand of bullshit and he was just trying to stick his nose where it didn’t belong. “Why do you think that?” He questioned, lowering his voice and leaning into the teenager’s space to make the conversation more private.

His mouth in a thin line, Stiles eyes scanned the room for answers. “Well, it’s just… I have a feeling.”

“A feeling?”

“Yeah. A feeling. Can’t you see it? About their…” Stiles gestured wildly with his arms, “everything?”

The deputy frowned, almost disappointed in the kid. He expected a better excuse. Parrish straightened his posture and put his hands on his tactical belt. “Go home, Stiles. I’ll keep an eye on them, and I promise, if I see anything suspicious—“

“You’ll tell me?”

“—I’ll talk to your father, the Sheriff of Beacon Hills and my boss, and I’ll share our concerns.”

An exasperated sigh escaped the teenager. Without Parrish on his side, there wasn’t much else he could do at the station. Stiles would have to go do research on his own, possibly give Danny a call and somehow bribe him to break the law again. Had Danny hacked the FBI database before? Maybe if Stiles presented it as a challenge, it could work.

Stiles made his way to his Jeep in the parking lot, but stopped abruptly when he saw a vintage car he didn’t recognize parked a few spots away. Beacon Hills wasn’t that big; he’d have recognized that car if he had seen it before. The only black, noteworthy car in this town was Derek’s Camaro. Therefore, this had to be the car the FBI agents rolled up in. Looking around to make sure there wasn’t eyes on him, Stiles pulled out his phone and took pictures of the car, making sure to get the license plate number to check out later. He noted that the plates were from Kansas and there was nothing signifying that this was a government vehicle.

The Jeep pulled out of the parking lot quickly, much on the teenagers mind.

Opening his laptop, Stiles typed in the first agents name, Ciechowski, into Google. The name sounded familiar, possibly from his mom telling stories of her Polish friends. When the results popped up, Stiles squinted. He wasn’t sure what he expected, but it sure wasn’t the bio of a Polish rock star. The band, Republika, sounded familiar but Stiles couldn’t place why.

Digging a bit more, he found the band’s website. Stiles opened the page and couldn’t stop himself from playing one of the songs, Bikini Death.

The staccato notes from the guitar played through his speakers and Stiles realized why he recognized the singer. The band Grzegorz Ciechowski was a part of was one his mom used to play for him when he was younger, to connect him with his heritage. She had told the story of how she saw them live once and cried when Grzegorz had died.

The memories of his mother ripped a scar open inside his chest, but he couldn’t stop now.

It all came together when Stiles read the names of the band members. One in particular stood out.

Sławomir Ciesielski.

The FBI agents had taken their identities from the Polish rock band. It was what Stiles needed to confirm his suspicions.

These two men were likely hunters checking up on the werewolf population of Beacon Hills.

***

Here's a link to the song, Bikini Death by Republika. There is a Polish version, but I like this remastered version. The title is a line from the song. Mamona and Psy Pawłowa were runner ups.

#crab writes #crab fics #teen wolf fic #supernatural fic #teen wolf #just this one time #wip #while self indulgent the fic will be semi realistic #supernatural #I'm writing this so it stops fermenting and poisoning my brain #also so I will stop listening to behind the bastards and hating people throughout history #snippet #stiles stilinski #teen wolf stiles

[softquietsteadylove]

Would you write a soft moment for Thenamesh? Maybe for the runaway AU or beauty and the beast AU? :D

"Thena?"

Gil dragged himself out of bed, nearly tripping and falling in his haste to find her. The storm outside was rattling the window shutters, and it was definitely freezing inside their little cabin from the air seeping through any cracks in the wood it could find.

He made his way down the ladder from the bed loft, trying not to slip. But Thena didn't do well with storms. Even if she couldn't hear the deafening roar of wind like she used to, he was still certain she wouldn't be able to rest like this.

"Thena, are you okay?"

The last embers in the hearth were providing the faintest glow of light in the otherwise pitch black. He moved closer and caught the silhouette of Thena in the middle of the room. She did this sometimes and it scared him a little, moving him to wonder if she was missing her days in the castle--her first, and only home before now.

"Gil?"

He felt around until he could toss some kindling on the embers and start up a little fire again. Just enough that he could see. He sighed.

Thena was sitting in the middle of the floor, her blanket - the one he made her - pooled around her where she had clearly walked aimlessly before just collapsing. Her white nightdress also sat around her legs as she stared up at him.

"Are you okay?" he asked gently, kneeling down to her now that he could see her, at least.

Thena didn't always sleep well in the bed.

He had tried to get her used to it, but she was much more used to sleeping in a plush nest of curtains and sheets and blankets on the floor. She even apologised every time she ended up regressing back to this method of sleeping.

He had told her that she never had to apologise to him for anything.

"I couldn't sleep," she whispered, her eyes shifting as she listened to the storm around them. She finally looked at him, touching just her fingertips to his cheek, "did I wake you?"

"No," he shook his head, holding her hand in his and pressing it to his cheek. Her hands were cold, "no, sweetheart, you didn't."

She sighed, still sitting limply in her little nest on the floor. "I was trying to sleep in the bed-"

"It's okay," he soothed, pulling her into his arms and tucking her head under his chin. To Thena's credit, not only was she unused to sleeping in a man-made bed, but her bed was also on the ground floor. It was technically closer to the fire, but he wasn't sure if that was really a good thing for her or not.

"It's not as loud as it used to be," she whispered as she pressed her ear and her cheek to his chest. He rubbed her arm, lithe and bony under the linen of her clothes. "But I still don't like it."

He smiled in the dark of his little cabin, no longer just a bachelor suite for himself. He pressed his lips to her hair, which smelled like fresh mountain air. "I can't say I do either."

Thena leaned on him more heavily. "I...I thought about coming up to you."

Gil pulled away to look at her, but she looked away from him. "Why didn't you?"

She toyed with the front of the shirt he wore to bed, sitting loose around his body. He couldn't be sure with the glow of the fire lighting them, but he thought there was some colour in her cheeks, "you were sleeping."

"So wake me."

She looked up at him, but he pulled her blanket up over her shoulders, taking care to fan her hair out for her. She frowned, "but-"

"You can always wake me, Thena," he promised her, holding her hands in his. He bent his head down close to hers, "for anything."

She looked up at him again, although her eyes fluttered closed when he kissed her.

He tilted her head up more gently, his hand trailing down her jaw to her chin. She tightened her fist around a handful of his shirt as they kissed again. He held her hand, assuring her that if she loosened her grip, he would not disappear.

Thena blinked at him in the faint light of the fire, her sandy lashes fluttering around those amazing green eyes of hers.

He brushed some hair away from her face, "Thena, I... "

"Hm?" she tilted her head at him, waiting expectantly for what he was going to say.

Gil blushed. Thena hadn't exactly understood why he was so insistent on getting her a bed of her own instead of just sharing his. He squeezed her hands, "do you want to - just for tonight! - come up...with me?"

Her butt wiggled a little as she sat up (a remnant of her tail wagging days). Her eyes sparkled at him, "really?"

He nodded, already embarrassed at just the offer, let alone what was to come. He sighed, "just while the storm is going on. I don't want you to be scared."

She nodded eagerly, accepting as he helped her rise to her feet.

"Okay, come on," he sighed, helping her gather up her blanket around her and help her up the ladder to the loft. She practically sped the whole way up.

Thena was already snuggled into the bed when he followed. She happily absorbed warmth from his side, although when she saw he was back she kindly shimmied over for him and held out her hand.

"Thanks," he had to laugh, eager to return to the warmth of the bed. Thena was still taking up most of his previous spot, leaving him to warm up the rest of the space of the bed from scratch.

He couldn't be too mad, though; not when she looked so happy and sweet and beautiful.

Thena, still clutching the blanket he made for her around her under his covers, moved closer and kissed him again.

He sighed.

"Thank you, Gil," she whispered as she cozied right up to him under the covers, leeching precious body heat from him shamelessly.

"Anytime, hon," he assured, and meant it as he pulled her into his arms again. She pressed her face to his chest, inhaling gently as the tension finally left her body. They weren't going to make a habit of this or anything but just...just this once.

#Thenamesh Beauty and the Beast AU #poor Thena and storms #they're still definitely too loud for her to sleep #even if she's not a giant snow fox anymore #so she just stands around in the middle of the room and waits for them to be over #she does try to sleep in her bed #but honestly #a lot of it is just her staring up at the loft where she knows Gil is #thinking I want to go to there #but restraining herself out of consideration for his sleep #because she thinks it would be nice to cuddle at night but clearly he doesn't so... #but sure Gil #just this one time

[jj-sims]

A few pics of my current red dead sims <3

(The redhead who isn't Molly is my oc Briar-Rose Turner. You can find some fics with her on AO3. The overo mustang is her babygirl Jewel.)

#ts4 #red dead sims #i am gonna tag this #rdr2 #JUST THIS ONE TIME #if i post more of them #it'll be under only red dead sims tag cause i dont wanna spam the tag with sims #micah bell #dutch van der linde

[is-that-sand-in-my-waffles]

Nice to know that even though Din modified the N1 to have a seat specifically for his kid, Grogu still ends up on his lap

#just this one time #din djarin #the mandalorian #grogu djarin #star wars #Grogu does not like the jump seat because there aren't any buttons to press back there #I bet this starts out as a kind of thing #SMH din #Kidding I love you please continue being a wonderful dad

[sonnykissed]

Jeff Hardy at WM2000 callback Wardlow gets a pass from me

#just this one time #Jeff hardy #wardlow #aew lb

[neutron-stars-collision]

I've started the last scene of the next chapter and this whole thing is like: "Why the fuck did I decide to shake things up a bit?? Why did I have to challenge myself??" God, it's a struggle.

#spoiler: #it's a pov change #just this one time #because it worked so much better #but hell if it isn't difficult as fuck #can I even write? #don't answer that #personal bs

[kochei0]

I turn to Ares.

Thanks to Tyler Miles Lockett who allowed me to draw inspiration from his ARES piece for page 2! Look at his etsy page it's SICK

⚔️ If you want to read some queer retelling of arturian legends have a look at my webtoon

#greek mythology #ares #athena #greek gods #dont get me wrong it aint athena slander but it sure is ares praise #on some level at least #man justly accused of bad things deserves some mid praise more at 11 #thank you romi for helping me with words though i duly noted you insisted on ares not being cautious rather than him not being careful #romi be like “i want him to care” and honestly good you should say it #also EPIC led to this and i just..... i want to draw some animatics man i just need infinite time now #my long lost love for greek myths just will never stop coming and they dont stop coming and they dont stop coming #i want some vulture design in here for ares but not sure about this one #kochei doodles

[butchfalin]

the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again

#yeehaw #1k #5k #10k #posts that got cursed. blasted. im making these tag updates after... 19 hours? #also i have been told it should say speech loss bc nonverbal specifically refers to the permanent state. did not know that! #unfortunately i fear it is so far past containment that even if i edited it now it would do very little. but noted for future reference #edit 2: nvm enough ppl have come to rb it from me directly that i changed the wording a bit. hopefully this makes sense #also. in case anyone is curious. though i doubt anyone who is commenting these things will check the original tags #1) my friend did not do this on purpose in any way. it was not intended to distract me or to hit on me. im a lesbian hes a gay man. cmon now #he felt very bad about it afterwards. i thought it was hilarious but it was very embarrassed and apologetic #2) “why didn't he use 🫵🏼?” didn't exist yet. “why didn't he use 🆗?” dunno! we'd been using a lot of hand emojis. 👌🏼 is an ok sign #like it makes sense. it was just a silly mixup. also No i did not invent 👉🏼👌🏼 as a gesture meaning sex. do you live under a rock #3) nonspeaking episodes are a recurring thing in my life and have been since i was born. this is not a quirky one-time thing #it is a pervasive issue that is very frustrating to both myself and the people i am trying to communicate with. in which trying to speak is #extremely distressing and causes very genuine anguish. this post is not me making light of it it's just a funny thing that happened once #it's no different than if i post about a funny thing that happened in conjunction w a physical disability. it's just me talking abt my life #i don't mind character tags tho. those can be entertaining. i don't know what any of you are talking about #Except the ppl who have said this is pego/ryu or wang/xian. those people i understand and respect #if you use it as a writing prompt that's fine but send it to me. i want to see it #aaaand i think that's it. everyday im tempted to turn off rbs on it. it hasn't even been a week

[sylvies-kablooie]

i do unironically think the best artists of our generation are posting to get 20 notes and 3 reblogs btw. that fanfic with like 45 kudos is some of the best stuff ever written. those OCs you carry around have some of the richest backstories and worldbuilding someone has ever seen. please do not think that reaching only a few people when you post means your art isn't worth celebrating.

#i often wonder about how many things would be considered classic or high art had they only received the marketing #how many short films that were made for class could have been the most powerful thing you'd ever seen? if you'd seen them? #“you know the greatest films of all time were never made” etc etc #but like. these works of art ARE being made. it's just enjoyed by a smaller audience with equal impact though #i think about this one furry i used to follow on insta who had the coolest worldbuilding ever. it's been years. #thought prompted by that sketch of nimona from ten years ago that was just for a character design #posted to the creator's tumblr and now it's nominated for best animated feature film at the oscars #and by the genuine emotional reaction a fan comic made me feel. how much work had gone into it. how beautiful it was to me. #idk what to tag this but i hope whoever needs to hear it does #writing #writer #fandom #fandom culture #artist

[cadaverkeys]

You guys rlly don't realise how much knowledge is still not committed to the internet. I find books all the time with stuff that is impossible to find through a search engine- most people do not put their magnum opus research online for free and the more niche a skill is the less likely you are to have people who will leak those books online. (Nevermind all the books written prior to the internet that have knowledge that is not considered "relevant" enough to digitise).

Whenever people say that we r growing up with all the world's knowledge at our fingertips...it's not necessarily true. Is the amount of knowledge online potentially infinite? Yes. Is it all knowledge? No. You will be surprised at the niche things you can discover at a local archive or library.

#rambles #if you are a person who is into delicate skills #like lacemaking or printing or sewing #you will know fair well just how non expansive the knowledge online is in comparison to written guides from like the 50s #there was a time where at least one person in the household had to know a constructive skill #but in the modern day there is just less ans less demands for comprehensive guides #library propaganda #im stuck doing an essay rn but bc i have covid i cant go to the library and its totally fucked me #i want to source a lot of the stuff i read irl but i just cant go and get it and theres no online ver

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Knowledge Revenge.

#dungeon meshi #chilchuk tims #senshi #Somewhat of an unofficial sequel to the Dragon Comic. I promise I have more versatility in my jokes. I just had to take this opportunity. #Senshi is pretty much a recluse. I think he would know a few of these 'gottems' but not all. #Chilchuck would know gottems that are nearly lost to time. The deep cuts. The ones that you fall for because they are that obscure. #I would also like to take a moment to confess that after the last comic in which I posed a gottem - #I fell victim to a Mind Goblin Attack. I was thoroughly got. I will be on higher alert this time. #So NOBODY be funny in the tags. I am gullible and I like to share things with my friends. Who are *ruthless*. #I have a mild resistance to Vicious Mockery at this point but I can only take so much. #Happy Thistle Thursday Everyone! See you next week!