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[mysticheathenn]

What Don't You See Coming?

Hi, Hexlings!

This pick-a-card reading is all about what kind of abundance (more friends, money, better love, etc) or warnings you don't see coming.

This is a general reading, remember to take what resonates and leave what does not. This reading does not supplement your need to seek professional help.

Take your time when choosing your pile. Ask yourself the question and choose the picture that you can’t stop looking at. Listen to your intuition.

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Pile l:

Tarot: 10 of Cups, 7 of Cups, 9 of Cups, The Awakening, The High Priestess.

Okay coming in hot pile l which is also the song that played as I gazed at your cards by Andy Mineo. Pile one what you don't see coming is emotional fulfillment and a spiritual awakening. This awakening is you seeing the many possibilities in your life and how abundant your life truly is. You may have been going through a hard time for a while now and wonder when will things get better and soon, you will see the light at the end of the tunnel. For some of you, this could be a spiritual awakening. You are becoming more aware of your most authentic self. Maybe you have been trying to figure out who you are, and what aesthetic you fall under if you are into that (goth, emo, soft girl, that girl, cottagecore, etc etc. For others you you may have been working on a project that you have been feeling a lot of doubts about or maybe haven't seen any feedback on what you have been working on this could be gaining clients, getting more YouTube followers, etc soon your time to shine is coming. I can't say when but keep pushing you are almost there. I know you want to give up and you are tired but keep on pushing you are almost there at the finish line. I see you are very close..how close imagine running a marathon and you see the finish line and the many people crowded around it. That my friend is how close you are to the finish line. Don't lose hope. Lastly, those who have been doubting your intuition stop. Nothing is wrong with your intuition. Now is more than the right time to lean more into it and let it guide you on your current path, I'm hearing you may feel stuck and this is the reason why. You aren't letting your intuition guide you. Your intuition is another way your guides speak to you. Listen to it and stop being hard-headed.

Pile ll:

Tarot: The Chariot, 3 of Cups, Ace of Pentacles, Queen of Swords, The Priestess.

Travel. Friendship, Financial Growth. This pile I believe some of you may be tarot readers just starting out with your own tarot blog, YouTube channel, etc, and wondering if this is the path for you. Keep going you are on the right path just have patience with yourself and you will see growth in no time. Slow and steady always wins the race love, you will get to where you want to be in making this a part of your career or even a side gig if that's what you want to make of this. IF not tarot this is more so of my creatives who are trying to put themselves out there on the internet. Now for the rest of you what you don't see coming is if not travel more directions but I am seeing travel and maybe even moving houses if you want to relocate. But overall you are moving in some shape or form whether physically or figuratively, you are moving. Just as a few people from pile one you may feel lost and need guidance in what you should be doing in this period of your life. Maybe you just hit a new milestone (30 yrs old, 25 yrs old, or even 21 yrs old, etc) and you are wondering what is it that you want out of this next decade that will make you into a better person. Listen to what guidance is downloaded to you and follow it no matter how strange or out of your routine it maybe now is not the time to question your reality. Also for a few of you who have fallen off from your spiritual practice, your guides are calling you to start back and tap into them so they can give you more guidance. You are letting your current stress and struggles lead you and it's not down the path you should be going on. Overall pile ll, you are heading into financial abundance and movement. Some of you are also meeting your soul tribe, but it's only a very select few of you as that message took the back seat to everything.

Pile lll:

Tarot: 7 of Swords, The Hanged Man, 2 of Swords, 3 of Cups (reversed), and Queen of Cups (reversed)

Stillness and Decisions. Overall, Stillness is what you don't see coming pile lll. This may not be what you want to hear but during this time you are being called to make some decisions in your life. Some of you are dealing with people specifically friends or family members who are not good for your well being and you are making a difficult decision on whether you should cut them off. Some of you are waiting to see if 2+2 is equaling four (meaning you are waiting to see if your intuition is right) while others of you are just not wanting to pull the plug because you won't have anyone to call a friend or family but who needs to have friends or family like the ones you may possibly be dealing with. For others of you, this stillness is all about catering to your feminine energy and healing. Make better decisions based on what you want to nurture and bring into your life. Some of you may operate in your masculine energy and are having a hard time trying to balance your feminine energy because your environment around you keeps forcing you to be the leader, coach, alpha, etc when all you want to do is lay back and let someone else take the reigns for a bit and if not that at least relax. Take a spa trip, and not have to worry about the building burning down at work or in other peoples life for just a small moment. You may be the person that everyone goes to for advice and you are starting to feel the emotional toll it is taking on you because not many people are replenishing you or even checking in to make sure you are okay. It's time to cut the cord whether temporarily until you make sure you are okay or permanently. The saying, not my circus, not my monkey popped into my head. Meaning it's not your business or your drama to carry, release it.

Pile lV:

Tarot: 5 of Swords, The Magician, 9 of Pentacles, 7 of Pentacles, 8 of Pentacles, 4 of Cups

I want you to start saying affirmations in the morning pile lv. Start with I am a powerful manifestor. Everything I manifest or pray for I receive. I have everything I need and more. I never lack in any part of my life. I want you to keep saying them until they feel true and you are embodying this energy because that is exactly what you don't see coming or who you are as a person. Some of you may believe in the Law of Assumption, Lucky Girl Syndrom, the Law of Attraction, The Void, etc, either way, I want you to keep persisting and know that what you want wants you. Everything that you desire is chasing you down to give you the life that you want and deserve but you are too focused on the 3D for validation. You are too focused on what I want isn't here, I don't have this yet, I don't have that yet and you need to stop....take a deep breath and hit restart. You are never lacking pile lV and I say this from a perspective of gratitude. Practicing that writing down everything that you are grateful for that you already have will bring in more of what you want. For others of you, You may work in a field or job that is competitive and feel that you are being overlooked and everyone is getting raises and promotions but you, your time to shine is coming just hang in there but back to those who practice spirituality, etc. Financial abundance, luxury, and even recognition I am hearing for some of you is on the way but you have to have faith, and keep pushing through the doubt, keep persisting through the 3D of not seeing what you don't already have because in another reality you already have what you are attracting (not chasing, attracting). You wouldn't have these desires if they weren't meant for you to achieve this lifetime pile lV. You've got this. You are powerful. You can have any and everything you want. Practice your gratitude and affirmations. A few blogs I recommend are @jordynbreeloa777 , @alilarew23 , and @serial777killers

Thank you for liking and reblogging my readings. I always appreciate you guys on here and on Patreon.

Stay Safe and Be Blessed

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[captainlunaxmen]

My Safe Space

Eddie Munson x reader x Steve Harrington

This is a repost since the old blog doesn't work anymore. 🥰

Chapter summary: something bad happens after a party, but tou don't want to make your boyfriends worry.

Warnings: mention of rape, slight panic attack.

Having two boyfriends sounds like fun, right?

Yeah... it is. Most of the time.

For example, double the cuddles, double the attention and double the fun too.

But it also mean double the effort in not making them worry.

I've been with Eddie 'the freak' for almost 4 years, then Steve came along too. This three way relationship is still new for them, so they're still trying to figure their 'side' of the relationship out, but it's going well so far.

The most evident thing they have in common is that they both care a lot about me and worry for the smallest thing, which is sweet, but sometimes it makes it hard for me.

Like tonight.

Steve's parents are away for the summer, apparently, so Eddie and I will stay with him as he offered.

I just came back from a party I was with Nancy. She left at some point with Jonathan so I just spent most of the time with some journal friends from school before walking to Steve's.

That's when I run into Jason and his friends...

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I try not to make any noise as I enter Steve's house, hoping both him and Eddie are already asleep.

I try to keep my breath steady, but my body refuses and just keeps shaking.

I take off my torn jacket amd torn thighs and throw them in the garbage.

The lights are out so maybe they really are asleep. So I slowly walk upstairs to check in the bedroom.

I find them laying in the bed, holding hands with a small empty space between them, for me probably. They always insist on me being in the middle so they 'can protect me better' as they always put it.

I sadly smile and just head to the bathroom and lock the door behind me.

I take a deep, shaky breath and just fall on the floor letting out a sob I held back since that.

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I just cry for what felt like an eternity. When I feel like I have no tears left, I stand up and get in front of the sink.

I wash my face and look at myself in the mirror.

Fuck.

It definitely looks like I've been crying.

I take a deep breath and then I heard the doorknob being moved, that makes me jump a little.

"Sweetheart, is that you?"

Steve.

"Yeah" I quickly say, hoping he doesn't notice the tremble in my voice.

"You just got back?" He sounds sleepy.

"Yeah" I say, quickly again.

"You had fun?"

"Yeah"

"Are you okay?" He starts to get worried.

Fuck.

"Yeah" I curse myself for repeating the same thing... with the same tone... not suspicious at all.

"Can I come in, sweetheart?" He asks, trying again to open the door.

I take a deep breath, swallowing down a sob threatening to escape.

"I'll be out in a second, love" I tell him.

"I'll be here" he tells me.

I quickly check myself again in the mirror. It looks like I'm tired now. Which is true. Maybe I can make it believable.

I take another deep breath, once again and unlock the bathroom door and step out. I find Steve leaning on the opposite wall.

Once he looks up to me he immediately opens his arms to hug me.

I unconsciously tense at the contact.

He notices.

"Hey.. you alright?" He lets me go to look at my face.

"Yeah.. uh... I'm just tired" I say with a forced smile.

"Are you su-"

"Yes, Steve. I'm just tired. Danced a lot with Nance" I try to chuckle to make the story more believable.

"Okay... okay" he's not convinced, I can tell. "Come to bed?"

"I'll make myself a tea first." I tell him "you go, don't worry."

"I can keep you company" he offers "Eddie's just completely gone. He won't notice to be alone for a few minutes"

"Oh.. no, no, love. Please you look already asleep" I try to joke "go to bed, I'll be there in a few."

"Are you sure you're okay?" He tries again.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. Just trying to avoid a headache tomorrow morning"

"Okay.. but if you need anything, anything, call me" he kisses my cheeks and I start to walk downstairs again.

I didn't lie, I'm gonna make some tea, but I have no intention in getting in bed with them.

Not tonight. Not after what happened.

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I slept on the couch. Even if 'slept' is not the correct word to use, it would implie I actually got to sleep.

I get up pretty early and decide to make breakfast for Eddie and Steve.

After a while I hear footsteps coming downstairs.

"Good morning, my darling" Eddie greets me.

"Morning, my love"

He immediately comes to hug me from behind and I, once again, unconsciously tense up.

"What's wrong?" He immediately ask.

"Nothing" I smile to make it more convincing.

"Yeah, she did the same with me when she got back from the party" Steve explains as he comes into view.

"Is something wrong, love?" Eddie asks again.

I open my mouth to answer him, but Steve cuts me off.

"She didn't even sleep in the bed with us tonight"

"I did" I try to convince them.

"No, you did not" Steve says, using a sweet tone. "What happened, sweetheart?"

"Nothing" I say with a nervous laugh. "I mean I'm probably just a little stressed for, you know, the project with that journal course I told you about. It's probably that. Don't worry your pretty little heads"

Eddie goes to take my hand and I instinctively flinch away.

"It's not some stupid project the problem here." He states, concern evident in his voice.

"Sweetheart, what's wrong?" Steve comes closer, but not too much.

"N-nothing... I... I'm just... uh..." my eyes start watering, I blink the tears away as much as possible "I'm just stressed. Nothing bad happened."

I get back at making the pancakes mixture avoiding their eyes.

"Y/n... we... we just want to help" Eddie tells me. I hate hearing his voice breaking like this.

I sigh shaking my head.

"At least tell us what we can do to make you feel better. Anything." Steve too tries.

"We just want to take care of you"

We just wanna take care of you.

Those words...

I uncontrollably start to cry again, falling on the floor hugging myself, Steve and Eddie are quick to kneel next to me. Careful not to touch me.

"Love.."

"Sweetheart, it's okay. We're here"

"Yeah, nothing's gonna happen."

They try to touch me again and I let them this time.

"Is it okay if we hold you, princess?" Eddie asks.

I slightly nod, still avoiding their eyes.

Carefully, Eddie wrap his arms around me, rubbing my arms to calm me down, while gently rubs my knees.

I take a deep breath and reach out to grab their hands, holding then tight.

"I... I was walking back from the party." I start.

"You don't have to tell us if you're not ready yet, my love" Eddie reassures me.

I just nod but I keep speaking.

"I was walking because I let Nancy go home with Jonathan. I stayed at... at the party for a little longer... chatting with some friends... then.." I let out a sob and Eddie and Steve's hands draw circles on mine reassuringly.

"It's okay, Sweetheart. We're here" Steve softly says.

"Then... while I was walking home I... uh... I... I heard a car... stopping not far from where I was... I didn't think much of it at first... then... uh.. then" I take a deep, shaky breath "then I heard Jason's voice. He was calling me. Next thing I know is... is that I.. was.. I was completely surrounded by his friends. They... they were... they uh.. started to calling me names... and then... then...fuck" I cry again, sobbing violently, Eddie holds me closer and Steve kisses my hand.

"Fuck... I just... I can still feel their hands... all over me... I... " I just cry.

"Sshh, my love. You're okay. We won't let it happen again. We promise" Eddie whispers to me.

"We're so sorry, Sweetheart. So sorry. We shouldn't have let you go alone"

I shake my head.

"It wasn't your fault. Please... don't.. don't blame yourself." I ask.

"Help me get her to the couch" Steve asks Eddie who slowly move his arms away from me to help me stand up, on shaky legs.

They lead me to the couch and let me sit, then they kneel in front of me.

"I'm sorry.." I barely whisper.

"What for, my love? You didn't do anything wrong. You hear me? It wasn't your fault" Eddie firmly tells me holding one of my hands as Steve gently stroke the other one.

"I made you worry..."

"So what? We worry all the time for you, sweetheart. It's not a surprise" Steve jokes to enlighten the mood a bit.

"Yeah, I mean, you remember when you were staying with me at Christmas?" Eddie asks and I nod "I woke up and you weren't next to me. I almost freaked out then I heard the shower." He chuckles turning to look at Steve "turned out she was taking a shower"

Steve laughs at that and I do too.

"See? We're always gonna worry about you. We love you" Steve kisses my hand.

I notice I'm not shaking anymore, so I smile at them and bring their hands to my mouth and kiss them.

"How do you feel?" Eddie asks sitting next to me, Steve does the same.

"Better... thank you" I say leaning my head on his shoulder, letting him hug me.

"Good, now... you stay here with her and I" Steve stands up "have to make a little visit"

"What?" I ask alarmed.

"Not a chance, Harrington. You'll only get your ass kicked. I'll go" Eddie stands up too "Where's your bat?"

"What? No! You two are staying here" I firmly say, standing up.

"Why?" They ask at the same time.

"Because..." I say.

"Because...?" Eddie asks.

"There's... there's no need" I say looking down at my feet.

"No need? Love, they hurt you... we... fuck. We can't let them get away with it." Steve comes to me rubbing my arms.

"He's right. At least let us talk to Hopper" Eddie suggests. "Please"

"I... I don't... "I stutter and Steve only holds me.

"We'll be with you the entire time. We promise, my love." Eddie reassures me.

"Can... can we do it... later... not now, please?" I ask, my eye watering up once again.

"Sure, love. Whenever you're ready." Steve kisses my head.

"How about breakfast then?" Eddie gently grabs my hand leading me back to the kitchen.

I move to get back to the pancakes mixture, but Eddie stops me.

"I got it, my darling" he tells me.

"I can still use my hands, Eddie" I tell him rolling my eyes playfully.

"I know. That doesn't mean I can't spoil my girl" he winks.

I feel Steve coming up behind me, hugging me and resting his chin on my shoulder.

"He's right, you know. Plus you can't stop us from spoiling you, sweetheart." He kisses my cheek.

"I love you." I say, slightly embarrassed from their attention.

"Aaww look at her. She still gets all shy with us" Steve jokes.

"Still not use to have two guys at your feet, love?" Eddie sweetly smirks.

"Shut up" I say.

"Yeah stop teasing my girl, Munson" Steve jokingly accuses Eddie.

"Your girl? Man, we're all together here. Key word: share" Eddie replies.

"Okay, okay, while you two fight I'll go change and... yeah.. throw these clothes away." I half smile and the nod checking if I'm actually okay, once they're convinced Steve lets me go and kisses my cheek and so does Eddie.

"Be quick, or Harrington here will eat everything" he jokes.

Steve looks at him in disbelief.

They keep bickering and joking all while Eddie finishes making breakfast and I walk upstairs.

I finally feel safe again.

I feel stupid for not telling them right away, they would probably tell me that no, I'm not stupid, but still.

They're my safe place, always.

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[pix3lplays]

Hi! Your blog is so cool, I'm amazed by the quality. I hope you are not tired of topics like that, if yes please feel free to ignore that ask. May I have Welt, Sampo, Gepard, Jing Yuan, Loucha and Blade breaking up with their s/o for some reason and then after few good years seeing her with a kid that's very similar to them. It turns out that she was pregnant back then but never got a chance to tell them. Thank you in advance. I hope you have great day.

You’re so nice oh my gosh thank you so much! The Quality, I’m blushing, thank you! And I will probably never tire of pregnancy prompts to be honest, they’re so Entertaining, I say bring ‘em on.

Cw! Pregnancy

-Honkai Star rail men: breaking up with them but it turns out you were pregnant-

Welt Yang: Welt Yang misses you, frequently….but really you had to break it off. He was a wonderer with the Astral Express crew, you wanted to settle down…it was clear you two just weren’t going to work out. He still hoped you could remain friends, and you agreed, but didn’t really contact him. When you did talk over text you were vague and unresponsive, almost like you were distracted by something else, so eventually the two of you just stopped talking. Until you realize you’ve left something important of yours behind on the Astral Express, and you can’t find a babysitter in time for your four-year-old. Oh well. Guess you’ll have to take her with you. You hoped you didn’t run into Welt, but of course he’s the first one to greet you when you step through the doors. He’s smiling, happy to see you, then his eyes trail down to the little hand your holding, and then he catches sight of her. That Must be his daughter. She has the same brown hair as him, the time works out…it was the only thing that made sense. “Oh…” is what he says, unsure of what else to do or say. “Y/n…why didn’t you tell me?” “I’m sorry, Welt, I know I should’ve told you but…” you trail off, now that you’re in the moment it’s hard to say you didn’t tell him because you were mad at him for breaking up with you. “It’s alright…may I talk to her?” You nod but say firmly, “sure but remember we’re just friends.” It breaks his heart a little bit to hear you talk about him like that, but he also knows it’s fair, so he doesn’t complain. He kneels down to get on eye level with the girl. “I’m Welt Yang…you can call me Mr. Yang. It’s a pleasure to meet you, I hope you and I can be friends?” Your daughter looks at you pensively, unsure if it was okay to talk to this stranger. “It’s alright, Love. Mr. Yang is a good friend of mine, you can trust him.” And you let him properly spend some time with his daughter, though, she refers to him as Mr. Yang the entire time, and he is a little stiff and awkward to be meeting his daughter, but oh…he’s happy. It saddens him to know you just intended to disappear out of his life again, with his daughter beside you. “May I see you again?” he asks you. “If not for me, for our…your daughter. Let me at least help provide for her?” Welt Yang…it was a tempting offer, you could really use the help, and what he was referring to was a card and a check in the mail each month. It wasn’t a bad deal. The choice is yours if you wanna welcome him back into your life…

Sampo Koski: it wasn’t hard to imagine just exactly WHY you’d break up with Sampo Koski. The man was shady, dangerous, and had a reputation. And you just wanted a bit of normal in your life. A bit of normal that Sampo couldn’t provide for you. So you split up. He’d smile it off in that charming way, but anyone who knew him before could tell the devilishly handsome businessman wasn’t quite the same as he once was. Cue you, years later, visiting Natasha’s clinic while your child played with the Moles. You were just trying to check in on an old friend, you weren’t expecting to run into your ex-boyfriend, who was making a medical supply delivery at the time. “Y/n?” The way his eyes lit up when he saw you…he nearly dropped the crate he was holding. You turn around and leave just as quickly. You hear him chasing after you after dumping the box on Natasha. “Y/n, babe, baby please, let’s talk about this!” you hear him say. You won’t look at him. Your arms are crossed and you’re focused on the children playing in the Underground town square. He follows your gaze and realizes which one you’re watching. There was one kid among them that he definitely didn’t recognize. With big, beautiful green eyes, eerily reminiscent of his. “Y/n…?!” he asks. “Look, I see you’re giving me the cold shoulder right now, and I get it, I deserve it, but is there something you need to tell me?” You sigh. “Yes. That’s your kid out there, Sampo…you got me pregnant, back before we broke up.” “You poor thing…” he says like he wants to wrap you up in a hug. Thankfully he’s smart enough to not make that move. “You should’ve told me…we could’ve figured something out, together…” “I didn’t want to figure something out with you.” “Now that’s just hurtful.” “It’s also the truth.” He hums. “I guess I should go introduce myself.” “Don’t you dare!” But he’s already off, humming on his merry way as he goes to speak to his kid, and is subsequently attacked by the hoard of children because of “stranger danger”. Ugh even after all these years he still managed to make you smile when you were upset at him with his antics. Oh…what were you going to do with that man…? He wanted you back so badly, and you wanted him back too but…he was Sampo Koski, and you just wanted a normal life…

Gepard Landau: You wanted to get married, but he was married to his work… He said he understood when you broke up with him, but deep down oh he wishes he had married you before it was too late. The next time he sees you is years later, while he’s on patrol. He happens to spot you at your favorite bookstore, and against his better judgment he decides he should go say hi. That’s when he spots him. A little boy standing next to you, looking bored to be stuck at a bookstore. And he was noticeably very blond, with beautiful, familiar blue eyes. Well the idea pops into his head immediately. He clears his throat as he approaches you to get your attention. “Gepard?” you say, but you shouldn’t be surprised to see the Captain of the Silvermane guard patrolling the city. “Hi,” he says, and his eyes are having a hard time focusing on you when his little boy is right there. “Maybe this is too forward, but is that child-?” “Yours? Yeah. Sweetie come over here please,” you call to the little boy. He puts the book down he was absently looking at, and wanders over, immediately in awe at the sight of Gepard with all his knightly gear on. “This is Captain Landau…” you introduce your son to his father with his formal title. Clearly you weren’t quite ready to just…let him back into your life, which he could understand. “Say hi…” “Hi Captain Landau…” the little boy stammers out, looking in awe upon Gepard in all his heroic glory. He looked so cool. Like a hero out of his comic books. “Hello…look, y/n…I think we need to talk…” You sigh. “I agree. Go find a book you like,” you tell your son to get him out of the way while you talk to your ex. “Y/n…why didn’t you tell me?” he asks once his kid is out of earshot. “I don’t know I just…thought it would be better to keep it to myself, considering we aren’t dating anymore…” “Y/n…I just met my child. My own son…I would’ve given anything to have known, you know that.” Yeah right, you think, but a part of you does believe he’s telling the truth. “I’m not going to beg for you to come back to me, but at least let me see my kid every once in a while…please?” You consider it. It couldn’t…hurt necessarily, and your kid clearly took a shine to him. You could only imagine how happy he’d be to learn that Captain Landau was his father…but still…Gepard…the man did break your heart… “I’ll think about it.” “That is all I ask. You know how to reach me.” You nod and watch him go, and your son runs up clutching a book about the heroic deeds of the Silvermane guards…

Jing Yuan: You broke up with him because you felt like he just wasn’t taking you seriously enough. Maybe he wasn’t. Maybe he was. Either way he accepts your decision with grace, and lets you know he’ll always welcome you back with open arms. Well. You don’t come back. You want nothing to do with the Dozing General and you intended for things to stay that way, until finally he gives and visits you at your old place. The door is answered by a little girl, with eyes shockingly similar to his. “What did I say about opening the door to strangers?” you sigh, coming up from behind her. You gasp, nearly scream when you see who’s at the door. Jing Yuan is fixated on the child. His eyes won’t leave her. He smiles, gives a friendly wave at her. “Y/n?” He asks. Despite everything, he seems almost happy. “We have a child?” “I have a child,” you correct, scooting your child back into the house and shutting the door after you’ve slipped outside to talk with him. “Regardless of how you feel about me, I truly believe I should be allowed to see my child. Y/n, I can’t believe you did not tell me,” the last part is spoken mostly to himself. “I’m sorry General,” you address him formally. You knew he was probably right. Jing Yuan was always right. It’s part of why you couldn’t stand him anymore. “I…I know. You do deserve to see your child, I just…I couldn’t handle you anymore…” “So you didn’t tell me?” he can’t stay mad for long though. Not when he sees your sad face. He understands. He wasn’t treating you the way you deserved and he could only respect that you were upset. “It’s…it’s alright, y/n…we can make this right. Please. Let me see my child…” You can’t argue with him. You open the door and lead him inside, calling to your daughter to let her know this man was no stranger and she was allowed to talk to him. He’s respectful of your time. He asks your daughter a few questions, asks you if he can tell her the truth yet, and when you say no he accepts it graciously enough, and says he will text you later to arrange his next meeting with his daughter. And then he leaves. And each subsequent visit you allow, he brings you flowers or other gifts, to let you know he still cares about you…

Luocha: Luocha was heartbroken when you told him you were breaking up with him. You didn’t give him a reason, you just said you couldn’t go on with him anymore. And then you just…disappeared from his life. You ignored his texts. And any attempts he made to contact you… Years later, you just happen to bump into him at a marketplace aboard the Luofu, holding the hand of a small, blonde boy, with beautiful green eyes. “Luocha…” you whisper, and try to turn away, but he reaches out and touches your hand. “Wait…please…is it really you, y/n?” You turn back around, feeling tears welling in your eyes. Your son notices the way your grip tightens around his little hand. “It is, Luocha…I’m so sorry…” It’s like he doesn’t even hear the apology. “Are you alright? Have you been safe?” he’s looking you up and down with concern, and finally his eyes settle on the little boy, gazing back at him wearily. Whoever he was, he was making you act really weird. “Oh…y/n…” “I’m sorry…you deserved to know. But I couldn’t bring myself to tell you…not after we broke up…” “I see…” he’s disappointed. You can tell. He would’ve liked to know you’ve been wandering around, with his own child in tow. “You know I would’ve taken care of you, right? We could’ve dealt with this together…” “I couldn’t have, Luocha. You know that. We weren’t…together.” “But we could’ve been. Y/n just tell me…tell me what I did wrong, I want us to be together, I’ll take you back, just talk to me,” he takes your free hand, holds it tight. “No…I can’t…” you don’t want to talk about it. You don’t want to be here, talking to him, but looking at him now he still looks like the man you fell in love with and it’s getting harder and harder to reject him. “I love you, Luocha, but I can’t be with you…” With that you pry your hand free of him and guide your child away from him. And when your little boy asks who you were just talking to, you respond with: “someone who was once very important to me.” He watches you go, his heart broken again…

Blade: Everyone knew you and Blade weren’t going to last. He’s too intense, too eager to die…not fit for human relationships. When you broke up with him, he hardly seemed affected, but the other Stellaron hunters agree that he throws himself into his ‘work’ a little more, fights with a little more ferocity, became even less merciful. You couldn’t bear to see him like this. So you left the Stellaron Hunters. Left him behind you, until a fateful encounter while he was on a mission, that led him to you. Elio wanted you back for one last mission. And he had sent Blade to bring you back, one way or another. He didn’t hesitate to come see you. You could never truly escape the Stellaron Hunters, they had been tracking your movements since you left. And now Blade was at your front door, his arms crossed, waiting for you to answer. “What’s going on?” is the first thing you say when you open the door. To be honest, your first reaction is to be relieved that he’s still alive. “Elio requires your presence,” and you can sense he’s not above using force to get you to come with him. “I can’t go back, Blade. I just can’t…” “Whyever not?” the threat doesn’t leave his voice. “Well…because-” “Who’s that?” he hears the sound of a little girl, and when he looks down, there she is, hiding behind your legs. Her hair is beautiful and dark, just like his. “Ah…I see…” is how he responds. You don’t know what’s going on in his mind, but it seems to be throwing even him off his balance. He doesn’t need to ask who’s child that is. The threat leaves his voice, but the tension doesn’t. “I will inform Elio of this development. Thank you for your time,” he adds on the last bit, to your surprise. “I may be back. Prepare yourself accordingly.” Either to fight him off, or fight beside him, you think to yourself grimly. Elio wasn’t one to let something so small as an accidental pregnancy interfere with his plans. Blade would probably be back, with the intent of dragging you back into the Stellaron Hunters for one last mission that apparently needed your talents. You don’t know why you call out to your ex-boyfriend. You just do. “Wait, Blade…would you like to come inside for a bit?” And to your surprise, he turns back to you and nods. And you invite the cold assassin inside to share some tea, and meet his daughter…

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[tia-222]

okay so I don't really have a question for ya but I will tell you what I am doing in order to wake up in the void state tho

so what I am doing in order to wake up in the void state is by repeating the affs that is from your 'void state affs to master the void state' blog on repeat daily no matter what idgaf if the results shows up within the 3d or not bc guess what my desired results exists within the 4d/my imagination already anyways

am a affirm & a perist girly

that is the only thing that matters since well the 3d is not at all important only the 4d/your imagination does

remember my little lovely loa lovers

once you imagine it within your own head it's yours that's it

it haves literally no choice but to come to you as long as you continue to perist in the new story & never ever go back to the lame looking old story

always

because it sucks

just remember to always perist in the new story

than boom the work is all done you officially have all of your desires

don't give up love

if they succeeded at it than why can't we

also if I do ever make it to the void state I will let you & as well as this other person know @arisuworld

@arisuworld is helping me out with loa so I'm sure she will be a great help with my loa journey

also I'll be making my very own loa success story pretty soon I'm sure if I just continue on with the new story

just watch me fr have a glow up

am just so sick & tired of looking at other people's loa success story's & getting all jealous at their success story's

I think it's about time that I have my own & that it is my turn to make someone else extremely jealous

oh & btw one last thing before I log off

ignore all negative/intrusive thoughts when manifesting

it does not matter

seriously

that is just the ego talking

trying to just make you fail at achieving your own goal

I think I might of have also found my own way to ignore all of my negative/intrusive thoughts when it comes to manifesting & you know what that is super duper great

also you guys are free to check out my void state wishlist that is on my profile if interested

I wrote down all the things that i wish to manifest in the void state

anyways bye babe

I hope that you & everyone else have a good day/night

stay safe

Hiii angel ♡

Your ROUTINE is just amazing!! I love how you phased everything, seriously. But most definitely you are correct, persisting means you just putting your awareness on the 4D. The 3D doesn't matter at all, I know it's gets hard sometimes because the 3D is always in our faces😭, but we have our imagination. Anything that doesn't happen according to you, dismiss it immediately and start to imagine what could've happened instead. But sticking to your new story , you are creating an assumption. And yess, intrusive thoughts are your ego but remember you are pure awareness in an human form, simply let all thoughts pass.

And tysm for coming here and telling everyone your routine which is simply amazing <33, I love it sm. Also, @arisuworld is a wonderful and a helpful blog, I adore her blog sm.

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[zuffer-weird-girl]

Anon: heyyy girl! How have you been? I must say that your blog, no matter when, is still STUNNING. I follow you since the bazooka squad era lol. Can you pretty please make a request for me about Chisaki? One where he is been howling his ass on his office since pops kinda grounded him with paper work but reader comes and just straight up takes him out... kinda like kidnapping but in a good way?

You smiled kindly at the precept who let you in inside the house and made your way with a happy aura that wasn't quite frequent on the shie hassaikai, but it was sure much like a breath of fresh air.

Although your smiled dropped when you noticed the leader discussing something with some scared precepts before they hurried off when the old man just pointed his finger at the door you just came in with a very stern and rather loud '-now before I change my mind'.

You stepped outside of the way of the precepts and frowned at the elder massaging his temples with a head sigh.

"Good afternoon pops." You muttered and the old man immediately stopped his actions to look at you and give you at least a kind yet tired smiled.

"Good afternoon (Y/n) my dear, how have you been?" He fixed his posture as you walked a bit closer to him.

"Same old." You giggled "How are you though? You sound tired..."

"Tired?" The elder chuckled but you gulped when you saw his right eye twitching "I'm fucking pissed off actually."

You widened your eyes... in all of the years you've been here you never actually heard a swear coming from this man's mouth... well, until now at least.

"U-uh-"

"Your boyfriend just simply refuses to listen." He chuckled a bit darkly "I tell him to NOT do something and guess what he does? The exact damn opposite." He ranted on as you nodded a bit, still not quote recovered at seeing the usual calm and collected pops so... irritated.

"I swear he gives me more headaches than all of my years inside this fucking organization and I've been here practically all of my life." He sighed while pushing his Grey hair back before looking at you "I apologize my dear, I will just go lay down a bit to calm myself down."

"I-is okay." You smiled a bit "just try to calm down a bit yeah?... is chisaki-"

"On his office." He grumbled while rubbing his head "I gave him something to do, not simply fuck up all my hard work to not have the police on my ass at least." He muttered and your jaw fell.

Alright, He was definitely pissed at your boyfriend.

You took some steps and knocked lightly on his door but heard nothing.

"Love? Is me." You knocked once while calling "Can I please come in?"

You had to put your ear on the door to finally hear a grumble as you sighed and shrugged. Close enough to a answer.

As soon as you entered and closed the door you didn't know whether to laugh or gasp..

There was at least five piles full of documents on Kai's desk. And it wasn't small piles, no, they were big. Similar to those cartoons when a character is at their work.

Kai hated taxes and hated to do these kind of work inside the yakusa... so judging by the tired yet pissed look of your boyfriend, this was probably his punishment given by pops.

"Oh honey... what did you do this time?" You accidentally let out as Kai only glared at you.

"If you're here to mock me or give me a scolding about my ideas to put this sorry place back on their glory days not being 'right' than just get out of here." He growled and you blinked... pops did scared you a bit when he growled, but your boyfriend? Nah, you were used to his bad mood.

"I didn't do neither of these, I just asked you what did you do to make pops put you in this kind of work... again." You lifted your hands up in a signal of peace as he only grumbled.

You shaked your head a bit before walking towards where he was sitting. He didn't stop what he was doing until your hands started to massage a bit his shoulder... he did tense up a bit at the start but soon you heard a little sigh and his body soon started to relax, little by little.

You snorted but that was enough for him to glare at you once again.

"Care to tell me what happened?" You lowered yourself down to put your head on his shoulder as he scoffed. "Not going to?"

Another scoff which made you roll your eyes at his attitude, until an idea popped as you smiled mischievously.

His breath caught on his throat when you started to plant kisses on the exposed part of his neck, and you couldn't help the giggled escaping your lips at feeling his skin shiver the slightly bit.

He muttered your name in warning as you kept kissing all of his weak spots.

"Tell me what happened" kiss "you might even feel better" kiss "please?" Another kiss "I want to try to calm you down a bit." Kiss

It was silent for a bit until he sighed deeply, hanging his head backwards a bit but enough to bump softly with yours. You removed yourself from the crook of his neck to watch from upwards his face which was clearly more relaxed, eyes closed and no more his eyebrows scrunched which surely would gave him wrinkles before his 40s.

You waited for him to peak his eyes open before silently suggesting to take off his black face mask and he only closed them once again, silently letting you removed the mask to see his whole face on all its glory. You smiled at seeing the signs of some of hair grow in his chin as you gently carreseded the area with your thumb as he grunted.

"Forgot to shave?" You asked as you felt your fingers being slight tickeed by ghe small facial hairs of his.

"Didn't had time." He justified, his frown coming back nefore you kissed his forehead.

"I like it. It suits you. Makes you even more senior than usual." You kissed his lips as he scoffed later.

"Disgusting."

It was a peaceful silence until you felt one of your hands being picked up by one of his bigger gloved hands. He brought close to his face, smelling the scent of the soap or hand sanitizer you used due to his mysiphohia and he couldn't help the warm feeling as he planted a small and almost shy kiss on your hand afterwards.

You smiled at the gesture, feeling all warm and fuzzy yourself at how far he had come over his own mysophobia just for you.

"There was this one specific minor gang on the center of Tokyo." He started, staring at your hand he hadn't let go of "A bunch of imbeciles, yet they had some.. "merch" I was quite interested in. It had a vicious effect on the brain and would lead us to gain some money to-"

"You were dealing with drugs again, weren't you?" You muttered.

"... you sound disappointed."

"Well, kinda. I know your intentions are good love but... it's just isn't right." You sighed, knowing your ideals were very much different. Kai could be extremist and radical sometimes on things he wanted and believed, quirks being a very much example of it.

You felt himself letting go of your hand and standing up from his chair, and for a second you thought you had angered him again but he just looked at you with solemn eyes.

"You're better than me as a human in many ways. Yet, I want this organization to come back as being a respected and powerful one. The method we've been doing for these last years is not working." He spoke as he took some steps and sat on the couch of his office, legs spread and arms resting over it "Some rules need to be broken to get our goal."

"But that's not right still love.." You dared to speak as you walked near him "Besides, you always end up on a fight or using your quirk on someone..."

"That is just a consequence, but is worth it." He growled at the ground.

"Is it?" You muttered "I.. I keep worrying about you or if you're okay almost all of the time now."

"You don't need to."

"Of course I need to!" You exclaimed while taking a seat next to him "Kai, I love you. You're my boyfriend. And I care and worry about you... don't you feel the same about me?"

Silence... and you sighed. You knew he felt the same way, but sometimes you couldn't help but think your man was way too complicated...

"Is what he wants." He broke the tension "thats something that he wants for so long... it would be the only way to pay him back to what he had done to... me." He muttered, staring ahead of him as you frowned.

"... I know you want to pay him back love, but maybe you being his successor is already enough."

"Is not." Kai muttered "trust me... is not."

You frowned before scooting closer and looking at him. His golden eyes looked at you for a bit before sighing and lifting one of his arms to allow you to hug his torso.

You laid your head on the crook of his neck as his gloved hand remained in your scalp, while both of your hands and his other one were on top of each other.

"You didn't change my mind about much things I did, but... I'm glad you came here. To check on me, I guess." He muttered and you couldn't help bit to snort.

"You're so stubborn." You whispered before looking at him, his stoic face no where to be seen as he scoffed at your words.

"Look who is talkin-" He widened his eyes when you kissed him once again, the hand that was on top of his now sweetly holding the right side of his jaw.

"You were saying?" You giggled at his red cheeks and those golden eyes glaring at you before he grabbed your both cheeks "Mh!"

"Shut up you brat. Didn'tyou want to calm me down? Then be quiet." He muttered huskily near your lips before kissing them again

Safe to say, he wasn't finishing those taxes.

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[jayden-killer]

DREAMS ARE MY REALITY. (pt.2)

part 1

What would happen if your favourite fictional character appeared in your bed...?

A/N: hellooo! Part 2 is finally here! 🙌 exams finished!! So now, full focus on my tumblr blog, heheh. This time chapter is longer. As always, just the reminder that I'm not a native English speaker, so you might find some errors. If you do, point them out to me! Enjoy the reading.~

Warnings: mention of the traumatic life of Miguel (both comics and movie), kinda derealisation if you hint it?, angst haha :)

Taglist (write me down in the comments if you want to be added!): @strxngegirl @d1lf-loverrr @laysmt @musicalhistorical @souichi-sbitch

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«You!»

I pressed the pillow against him, ready for any movement from the muscular man in front of me. His unkempt hair and a remnant of drool at the corner of his mouth confirmed my previous suspicions: he had fallen asleep in my bed. But how could he be divine even in that way? My eyes fell on his clothing: the holographic Spider-man suit was still on the young man. And he noticed my gaze fell there, then brought his attention back to me.

«Why are you pointing a pillow at me? It's not even a weapon».

«Ha, ha» faked a laughter, «That's is...amusing. How did you end up in my house, Miguel O'Hara? Did you fly with your webs through the window? Do you come from the roof of the building?»

And how do you know that my name is Miguel?" The man slowly approached me, losing his self-doubt demeanor that he had until recently, and I threatened him again with the pillow, lifting it up more as a reminder. «Stop there» My finger pointed to a precise point in the room, «First: what are you doing here. Second: how can you be real?»

«Are you answering my question with another question? Seriously?» Miguel's hands found place on his hips, and his eyebrow rose. I felt I was being watched too much by his eyes, which menacingly scanned me from head to toe.

«I'm in charge here, whether you like it or not, I make the rules here. Now, answer»

A snort left Miguel's lips. He rolled over more than once, shaking his head as if he was trying to find the right words. Well, a clear and comprehensive explanation didn't seem bad.

«Alright. I don't know how it happened, apparently my Gizmo started showing signs of instability as I traveled through the multiverse. The destination was marked for Earth-42. At the last minute, this maldito reloje decided to take me up to Earth-199999» Silence fell between us. I pushed the pillow aside, sitting on the edge of my bed to better focus on Miguel's bizarre story. The man seemed to mutter something in Spanish, but it was hard to decipher what he had said. He continued to look at me without looking away. «I was catapulted into this universe. The portal threw me onto the hood of a truck and the driver, seeing me, almost threw the truck into the wall. Luckily I managed to fly out of there with my webs».

«May I know then why did you come to my house?»

«I'm not done yet.»His eyes narrowed. I gulped fearfully. The man took a deep breath and continued to tell his story. «As I was saying, I flew away immediately. I wandered the streets for a while, and I saw how different your universe is from mine. The means of transport, the buildings, the people. I was tired, my strength was out of me. Your building was the closest. And your window was open. Besides, I would never hurt you. I'm a Spider-Man after all.»

«Yes, but you still attacked a fifteen-year-old boy because he didn't listen to you.»

«What?»

«What?» I laughed embarrassed. «Okay, I get it big boy. So you had a good sleep in my house, good, but now you should reall-Hey! What are you doing?»

«How can I be a giant poster hanging on your bedroom wall?» His was more than a legitimate question. I would have felt uncomfortable (and also quite lost) if I suddenly saw a poster with my face on it. I wouldn't have liked it at all. Even though Miguel was handling it well. I noticed how his head didn't move an inch, but he instead showed a surprised look at finding himself in poster form.

«Well, it's a long story...» I began.

«I have all the time in the world».

At that moment I looked at Miguel, then at the poster again and heaved a long sigh.

«What I'm trying to say is...you shouldn't be real». I put much more emphasis on the last word. Oh, God. Things were taking a turn for the worse. How could he believe what I was about to tell him? He had always felt real, but to me, he has always been part of the fictional world. It was just a drawing, yet he was here. How was all this possible? He was way beyond the multiverse.

«Miguel, I know it may seem strange to you, but you're part of a movie, you're a comic book character. You're...».

I couldn't.

I didn't want to make him feel like someone out of this world. I already understood what he had been through before. The loss of his mother, his brother Gabriel, the abuse from his father, and even the loss of his daughter, Gabriella. To tell him that it was just pure fiction, an invention of some brilliant mind would have been... not right. But Miguel wasn't stupid and he immediately grasped what I wanted to tell him. His gloved hand curiously and delicately traced his figure on the piece of paper. He shook his head, almost as if I were telling an unfunny joke. I couldn't blame him. I would have reacted way worse than the man. It was at that moment that I noticed the man in question ran a hand through his brown hair and swallowed hard, his back to me the entire time. In the meantime, worried, I was playing with the edges of my nightgown, with the fear that he might tear me to pieces.

«I feel real». His voice boomed off the walls. And I looked up to notice strange movements. «I am true. Even if all this creates a lot of...confusion for me».

«Miguel, you deserved to know...» I broke into the conversation, trying to find valid explanations. «I had to...»

«No». He held up a hand to stop me. A moment of silence followed. «You did the right thing. Being Spider-man also leads to these consequences... doesn't it?». It didn't seem that the sentence was addressed to me, but more to him.

«Maybe you need to take a shower, yes?». I tried to change the subject, my tone going from concerned to persuasive. «I have some clothes left here by my brother in case of an emergency. Maybe they'll fit a little short on the shoulders, but they'll have to go».

Without saying anything, Miguel nodded, then asked me where the bathroom was, so he could freshen up.

«Take your time, so don't rush-»

Slam!

Shit. What did I do?

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[destinyc1020]

It’s just so exhausting hearing the same conversation from so called Tom fans every 3-5 business days. No one is saying that you guys need to love everything he does but it really does feel like some of you harp on every single thing about the man to a point it doesn’t feel like you’re fans. His agents, his friends, his family, just constant nitpicking. And I’ve never been in an fandom where people truly think they have a say or can control a grown ass man like this. And some of the criticism that you guys have are the same regurgitated criticism that film twitter bros have who have a gripe with MCU. It’s never actually productive or constructive. It sounds like you guys are mouth pieces for that sector who decided to hate Tom 2 years ago because they decided to hate Marvel and he went public with Z. It’s annoying. The man is one of the most successful unproblematic young actors of his generation. He keeps to himself and his family and friends and girlfriend but I swear there’s always this hate train going on him. You have to see how people can get tired of it especially when he’s done nothing to warrant the constant ragging.

Exactly Anon! 💯

It just gets old.... and exhausting 😩 And I think it mainly gets old not only because it's every 3-5 business days, but ALSO bcoz it's coming from people who supposedly call themselves fans of Tom. With fans like these, who needs enemies?? 🥴

It would be one thing if these people were open haters of Tom and just admitted it. Then the hate and constant nitpicking would at least make some SENSE (okay, you're not a fan of the dude.... got it).

But when it comes from so-called "fans" who are following a blog of someone who's obviously a FAN of Tom's, it just feels really weird to me....

Liiiiiiike....

Like you said, Tom is unproblematic, he minds his business, he works hard, he's talented, and he doesn't do anything wrong or offensive to anyone!

Atp, fans can't even enjoy any new project news for Tom, because fans of his are ready to complain 24/7. 🙄

The TCR Filming Announcement came out:

"Omg....I wish Tom didn't take this project on. It's just going to make people with DID look like monsters! Hollywood always does this! I wish Tom would drop this project." (Keep in mind, the series had not even started FILMING yet, let alone come out. 😒)

The FA Filming Announcement came out:

"Ugh!! I HAAAATE biopic films! I'm so sick and tired of them!! They're just Oscar bait films anyway..." 🙄

Tom Simply TALKS about a possible SM4 movie in the works later on down the line:

"I sure hope they don't do another trilogy. Tom needs to STOP playing Spiderman and do more serious indie films instead of getting sucked into SUCKY Sony and the MCU. He's being held back by his Spiderman contracts!!"

A simple TWEET comes out that Mark Wahlberg has said that the script for "Uncharted 2" is has been written:

"Nooooooo!!!! 😫 I hated that movie! It wasn't funny, it wasn't charming, and it wasn't even a 'good' action movie! I wish Tom would drop this franchise and do smthg else!" 😭

All it sounds like in Tom's fandom is this all the time.....

After a while, it just gets tiring.... 😓

[inevitably-johnlocked]

Not a BBC Sherlock fan anymore, but absolutely love Sherlock Holmes and Holmes/Watson content in other adaptations.

So, alas, blacklisting the BBC Sherlock tag doesn't really help, because I am still interested in Sherlock Holmes, and not everyone tags their posts as BBC Sherlock specifically when they post something related to it (not blaming anyone for that - I get how tiring it can be to tag the whole thing everytime you post/reblog something - but still.)

I can't even filter the johnlock tag (despite not shipping johnlock in the show anymore) because even people who post Holmes/Watson posts in other adaptations, they tag those as johnlock too (like granada johnlock, etc.) and I don't want to be missing out on them.

I'm not really going anywhere with this hehe. Just a rambling. I still seeing my old friends from the BBC Sherlock fandom (you included) on my dash.

Have a good day!

Hey Nonny *hugs*

Ugh, I'm sorry that searching has become harder for you. I can understand the frustration you're having... perhaps instead you need to filter further NOT by ship tags but by relationships?

If you go to AO3's search page start narrowing it down by Fandom:

This example I just typed Sherlock, so you could choose the specific fandom or various fandom (you can select multiple ones, it will show up with an "x" next to it, then just start typing another one).

THEN, scroll down a bit more, and select from the "Relationship" section:

The "/" means romantic ship (a "slash ship") and the "&" is a platonic / friendship ship (note that some "pre-slash" fics tag them with the ampersand). That should help narrow down your search a lot more than just typing in tags.

In fairness, a LOT of authors use "Sherlock Holmes and Related Fandoms" tag BECAUSE it is an umbrella fandom, so you HAVE to narrow it down more to the specific adaptation you're looking for fics for. Using both seems to work better, I find.

And in defence of authors, Johnlock is the most-known ship tag for them, so you WILL get everything from everywhere. You're best off to make SURE you're using the relationship filter to narrow it down rather than just typing in "Johnlock" as a general tag search.

Unless of course this is ALL already what you're doing then I'm just a fool who can't read LOL 🙃

That all said, I am sorry you're having a hard time finding what you need (and to be fair, my blog isn't the best place to find non-BBC Johnlock fics, LOL) BUT I do really appreciate you still enjoying my content enough to follow me although BBCS isn't your jam anymore <3

I hope I helped a BIT, and it's totally okay to come here and ramble. Surely there are other kindred spirits and maybe your ask helped them find what they're looking for <3

Have a fantastic day, Nonny *hugs*

#steph replies #my tutorials #ao3 things #ao3 #chatting with nonnies #you're always welcome to vent here nonny #fandom life #fandom things

[jeonride]

... 💭 KALA'S MOOTS ! *.✧

just a soft agenda for saying how i'm grateful with all of you. you guys make me feel less alone in this platform and i'm so happy for that. reminder : you can always talk to me if you feel like the world is against you, if you feel like you aren't okay. because i wanna laugh and cry with you :(

@sunnylovespickles - #... sunny ☀️

i was so thankful when i met you, sunny you were my first moot back then 😭 you're so kind and omg the angel's trumpets fic that dedicated to me??? i've read it for the third time like- OMG I LOVE IT SO MUCH !! I'LL TREASURE IT FOREVER !! will always be rooting for you, sunny <3 you're amazing !

@novalpha - #... nova 🪐

nova is a shy person and i actually kinda like that because you're cute when you can't take my compliments shsjsjs your fic recs helped me a lot to find some good writings to be read !!

@yunjinified - #... buttercup 🦋

buttercup you are saur sweet and expressive 😭 i'm happy whenever i get your ask through the inbox and HEY! YOU REALLY GOT A LOT OF SVT MEMES

@beefboyandbabygirl - #... beefboy 🍖

you are sickk your writingss are wholesome ! along with babygirl too of course <3 and your theme? reminds me of good days when i used to watch my little pony shshs

@shuadotcom - #... cherry 🍒

cherry! you are a very understanding person, your heart is golden, you are always welcome with everybody and i love to read your fics, they bring comfort to me ! &lt;3

@min-gis - #... snow ❄️

snow! YOU DON'T KNOW HOW I ALWAYS GET LOST IN YOUR WRITINGS LIKE WHAT HOW CAN SOMEONE WRITE THAT BEAUTIFUL???? the way you write your fics feel like i'm reading poetries, i love all of them ! especially the mingi fic counting stars and then i've never felt alone with you drabble (i was crying when i read that *no clickbait*) i read them for the fifth time now 😭 i can feel your love towards mingi OM GOSH

@shuadrive - #... dani 🌼

it's funny how i just realized that we're moots lmao it's always to ramble abt about mingyu + wonwoo + taylor swift with you. maybe we can do spotify session someday? listening to taylor albums sjsjsj

@wonwoonlight - #...khione 🌙

my talented moot omg khione ! you don't know how your fics made my day 😭 they feel like a warm and fuzzy sweater ! i'd love to get closer to you &lt;3

@mimgi - #...lu 🍬

omgosh i remember i found your acc because of your mingi drabbles ! love them so so so much, lovely !

@jaysbiceps - #... amy🌷

wah you were so sweet back then by sending me an ask sjsjsh and thank you for being by my side and worrying about me :((

@chokchokk - #... choy 🏔️

I HAVE NO WORDS FOR YOU BESIDE A TON OF COMPLIMENTS CHOY YOUR WRITING SKILL IS ON ANOTHER LEVEL LIKE YOU'RE MY FAVORITE ATEEZ FIC AUTHOR ON THIS PLATFORM !! the mingi fic, worked hard harder for you? I'VE READ IT FOR THE SIXTH TIME NOW I CAN'T GET OVER HUBBY MINGI 😭 you're very sociable, easy going, what a jester and magician to me, and it's always fun to talk to you, sharing about different cultures, and experiences. i adore you so much, choy mi amor. i never get tired for saying your writings feel like first love 🥺

@dairyminki - #... elle🍦

your vibe is really, really, soft. i don't know why but i find it that way. like a vanilla ice cream. i remember your old header it was seonghwa with purple color scheme omg i'd love to get closer to you !

@smolyeo - #... yeo 🍓

MY STRAWBERRY YEO MY HYPE GIRL!! you're such a lovable creature how can't i'm not attracted to you :(((

@desirehorizon - #... dee 🔱

when i first saw your blog, i was like 'ohh, interesting' because you arrange your layout and your masterlist neatly. you feel like that friend who has power to protect the whole circle omg

@nishloves - #... nish ✨

nish ! your bubbly vibe always makes me smile you're so friendly and it's nice to be your moot !

@x03yd0cx - #... xoey 🐼

xoey, i know you from the blockbuster fic of wooyo and i enjoyed ittt ! let's get closer &lt;3

@babesindestroyland - #... ty 💅🏻

i'm new for being your moot but i know you have such a beautiful heart, supportive, and thoughtful ! i'd love to get closer to you !

@gummygowon - #... mai 🧃

MAI ! thank you for sending me message through inbox to begin with 🤠 i was flattering when you said my theme is sickkkk you have that girlcrush energy omg

@jaehunnyy - #... chip 🫧

chip sunshine! your cute pics and your expressive replies to my messages always made my day thank you for reaching out for me :(( i'm happy to be your moot

@cherryonigiri - #... alice 🌌

i know your blog because i searched for divider tutorial and then found it on your acc ! i will never forget it cause it helped me a lot sjsjsj

@yourfatherlucifer - #... felix⚡

hey lixie ! i hope you won't hate your writings anymore after this :( have confident in yourself you're enough !

@haosweater - #... mei 🧸

mei ! your vibe AGHHHH like that cottage core girl with comfort fr (i don't know why esp your usn is 'sweater'. can i be your heather? JSJSHHS)

@senpai-of-doom - #... doom 🚀

thank you for reaching out for me you seem sociable ! let's get closer &lt;3

@rubywonu - #... nia 💫

i'm your new moot so i haven't know you well but omgosh i know you from redamancy, you seem kind and loving, you too feel free to hit me up, nia !

@icyminghao - #... noelle 🥞

i'm new to be your moot and i was so happy when i saw you followed me back because GOSHH i've been reading to your fics and it's unbelievable we're being moots now ! your fics bring comfort to me (like honey pancakes for breakfast!), thank you for keep writing 🥺

@mingycr - #... ana 🪽

i don't know you have something within you, i sense it. you seem warm-hearted 🌷

@hanverse - #... kaira 🌸

kaira ! we're just being moots like- yesterday?? but oh, you seem like that girl with doll heart, your theme is saur cute too !

#kala : moots #i love all of you #like so much #what do i do without you :((( #hope you have a wonderful day #and always be healthy !

[multitrackdrifting]

I went to my younger cousin's wedding, and I didn't cry or anything but I was happy to see her living such a full and healthy life in the present. I saw all my cousins, plenty of my extended family and while I don't get on perfect with everyone my cousins and I are tight-knit. We don't catch up often but we've always gotten on well.

I think that this life has plenty of servings of bullshit on a plate but honestly, the moments you get to enjoy surrounded by people you care about make everything okay for a day.

I am not an extraverted person, though people think I am because I am exceptional at cosplaying a normal and outgoing guy. I try hard to dress well and groom my appearance and all that shit. Though, one dinner a month or one party is enough for me to feel burned out for quite a while. But as much as I feel tired and all that after the fact, I'm glad I saw all my cousins and even old friends I hadn't spoken to in ages. A lot of them are married or have kids and it's pretty funny to think how far we've come in life.

To people who don't know me that well, I was pretty depressed well into my early adulthood, I didn't think I'd live longer than 18, nor make 21, yet I'm so far removed from that inescapable dread, the spirals and all the other shit that I barely remember what it is like to feel that difficult feeling, like there's a crushing weight on my body, and it's genuinely hard to do anything.

I don't want to live some fairy tale of a life, I just want to live. I'm not struggling, I'm not even close to rock bottom. When I think about the potential life I could've had, I used to feel regret, shit, I felt bitter as hell about it for the longest time. The person I could've been, if not for x y or z - but while I recognize not all pain and experience is meaningful, they still constitute the sum of who I am today. Even if it was just filler and bullshit, the way things went, and the way I choose to walk forward, they make me who I am now. I took a detour, so what?

I have good friends, I look forward to waking up early each day and working on the things I care about. I have hobbies in writing & editing, I got a close circle of friends I hang out with from time to time in real life and I got plenty of good friends online. I don't know for sure what the future holds, and I guess it's scary to think about my life without being online as much (because timezones means that I will never be available to anyone in an American time zone) but I'm also recognizing that the period of my life where I was available all the time to do things was also the same period of time where it had no direction or stability - that I'm just used to it, it's not that I need it, necessarily.

In the future which I'm brushing with, I have to face the reality that I can't be there for people across the ocean and I don't say sentimental things because I am not a sentimental person but that doesn't mean I don't think these things. I'm not built for outward affection for people, it's a lot easier to do with things I like, than people I care about - it's not a lack of emotional intelligence or ability to express that, I'm just not like that because I just don't like doing that.

I was born across the ocean from a lot of people I love and I have no plan to move across it. The hardest thing for me isn't reconciling time lost, the life I could've had or the potential that was left unspent. I'm no longer an idealistic fourteen year old who made a blog because a girl simply asked him to (yes, that's why I've had one since 2010, well, I deleted for like 5 years, but I remade in '22).

I see the future ahead is unwritten, and to write what I want to, I have to sacrifice the comfort I derive from simply being there to do things with people. Part-time work is one thing, it gives you plenty of free time, but a lot of financial anxieties and most people wouldn't choose to just feel terrified about money all the time. I certainly have been there many times.

It scares me, it does. It's so fucking stupid. Of course, I am not the availability I have to other people, and I've always had something I was doing. With college, or work, but I've never had a career - one that was really going somewhere.

Even now, there's still time to breathe before I'm anchored to it. But it's what I want, yet I'm terrified of it. Of seeing my dream materialize, while the world I know actually changes even if it's for the better.

The world I understood, the one I lived, while biding my time until this point, it will fade to the back of my mind even if my feelings about these people don't.

I'll be honest no part of me really loves what I do for work, but it's stable and it's relatively harmless work. I'll never feel the same passion for my job that I do for my crafts and spending time with people I care about. But if one part of me has to suffer for the other to thrive, I'm ready to face that... kinda.

I'm still scared of the future, perhaps I'll be scared even when I'm old. It's my birthday soon, and I still love being alive. I still love the challenge of living and making the most of my new paths.

I've talked to all my close friends about it, but I don't think they understand it really. I commute to the city for work, so I'm out of the house by 7, and I'm home around 7 or 8. I'm just not available that much, and I only have about an hour of free time every day (since I have worked the exact schedule for a year before).

For most people, especially in NA timezones, they understand a couple hours difference being a thing, but for me, I do not have the option to be available or around to do anything and it's so trivial to care about but I do.

But as I agonize over that reality, I too realize that I build up leave - you know? I'll have money to travel. A lot. I'll just build up my leave, go on holidays and do rich people shit (I won't actually be rich, I'm just saying, I'll have more money than I'm making right now).

Maybe I can't cross the ocean and make it home, but I can still cross it. And though I cannot be the guy who rounds out the ranked grind, or the friend who can call with them all the time, I can still be their friend.

I've already worked like this for a year, and I'll be honest it genuinely, well and truly was lonely. In response, I started working more graveyard shift work, and that was not great but for different reasons. But if I really focus on what it can help me do, maybe I can find some middle ground where I know work will never make me feel happy, but I can still find a way to smile each day.

The future scares me, and it also feels kind of exciting.

It's funny. I feel like I've been in a haze for the longest time despite feeling relatively good. Perhaps I was trying not to think about the uncomfortable reality of living a normie life that is a lot more lonely.

I'm not going to agonize on the reality that I have to work to live, working is not that hard to me since the stuff I do I'm pretty good at it. It's the act of work itself being a relatively lonely experience.

Working part-time is okay, but full-time genuinely is gruelling in how lonely it feels. I'm an introverted guy and it makes even me feel lonely.

If I had to have only one wish, it would be to make enough doing anything else that I wouldn't have to worry anymore.

Any job I can just quit on a whim, but a career? No, that's not the kind of thing you just drop randomly. And my ADHD ass is terrified of that concept.

It's such a trivial thing to get worried about, but I'm not afraid to say that it bothers me. Every FT job I've ever had I've hated it. I'm not bad at this career path I chose, but hell, just... maybe this is the endgame of everything.

But maybe it isn't.

Maybe I work this job, I get certified, I quit my firm - I do something else.

Maybe I work harder creatively, and I get lucky.

And I do something else.

The future is still not set in stone,

so I guess I'll have to take it as it comes

before I can do something that actually makes me happy

and in the mean time I should just find peace in knowing that what I do helps me live a stable life

even if it kind of sucks to feel alone

But just think, that I'm here to have any fear to face is something remarkable in and of itself. I wasn't supposed to make it through the dark, and I did anyway.

I take pride in living, even if nobody can see its value, I'm glad I'm alive. I'd rather have boring problems than struggle to face forward, or look people in the eyes the way I did when I didn't think I deserved any joy or happiness at all. I'm glad I am alive.

[lesbian-disaster-academic]

hi!! I really love your blog🥹🥹if it’s okay with you, can you give me some advices how to wire a good essay? I am really struggling maybe due to adhd or is it just because of me it just seems really hard and I would REALLY appreciate your advice (no pressure ❤️) thank you, have a nice day!!❤️

Hi! Thank you so much! This is such a good question, and I'd be happy to help you out as best I can! First of all, I completely empathize with you! Essays can be really tricky, and it takes some practice to get a hang of it. I know how frustrating it can be (cut-scene to me lying on the floor, curled up in a ball and on the verge of tears because I can't get the words to go), but try to be kind to yourself! Take breaks and ask for help when you need it! And remember to eat and stay hydrated! Very important!

Secondly, I'm situating this within the framework of the dominant education system within the West (as that's what I'm most familiar with). I don't necessarily agree with all of these points (e.g., what is considered "credible" according to dominant settler-colonial educational institutions is grounded in eurocentric, classist, racist, sexist, etc. ideologies, which exclude very valuable and important forms of knowledge and learning). Regardless, this advice should hopefully help you write within that general framework! Good luck, anon!

STEP ONE: GETTING STARTED

If you have trouble focusing (as I do!), there are a couple of tricks you can try! These won't work for everyone, and they might not work all the time, but I like to give them a shot when I feel like I'm at a dead-end. BODY-DOUBLING: Get someone to sit with you while you're doing your work. Alternatively, I've heard that joining a "study with me" livestream can help make your brain get into that "writing" mode.

FAKE IT 'TIL YOU MAKE IT: Pretend you're someone else. I know it sounds silly, but bear with me for a moment. When I can't focus, I pretend I'm a world-class scholar who's working on her great manuscript (even though, in reality, I'm some sleep-deprived dumbass scrawling an essay at three in the morning). This can help to shift your perception and give you motivation to keep going

CHANGE IT UP: ADHD brains thrive on novelty. Try switching up your environment a little bit. Sometimes, it helps me to work on the opposite end of my desk. Occasionally, I'll even grab my laptop and sit UNDER my desk, just to add some variety and try to kick my brain into gear.

STEP TWO: BRAINSTORMING

Okay, so you're ready to go! Great! We want to come up with some ideas for the essay! I usually like to do this by making a mind map. I'm very tired, so here's a rough sketch of what it might look like!

And a quick example (again, I'm very tired, so this is just the skeleton, sorry)!

STEP THREE: RESEARCHING

Depending on how you like to structure your brainstorming, this can either come before or after step two! Either way, when you're doing research, you want to look for a few key things in your sources. I'll list some of them here

How recent is this information? If it's something like a historical or literary essay, of course primary sources are best, so it's okay to use very old documents! However, if we're writing a scientific research paper, we want to use more up-to-date info.

Is the author an expert in what they're discussing? Look at their credentials.

What is the purpose of the information? Is the source trying to teach us something, or is it trying to sell us something?

Try using Google Scholar! The "Advanced Search" settings can be particularly helpful!

STEP FOUR: OUTLINING

Now we have all our information, and we have an idea of what we'd like to say! Try placing it in an outline, such as the one I created below (Sorry, this is a very incomplete outline. Again. Very very tired. On the verge of falling asleep as I'm writing this lol). Please note that this outline is more for generating a basic idea of what you want to say. Post-secondary education (at least where I live) doesn't rely on this format as much, so take my advice with a grain of salt.

STEP FIVE: DRAFTING

Time for your first draft! Try putting everything together into one document! Remember: it doesn't have to be perfect. It just has to get written. I'll add some pointers below!

Remember to use transitional terms/phrases. For instance, "however", "then", "first", "therefore", "in conclusion"! These help your writing flow smoothly!

Spellcheck. I'm a professional author, and even I mess up my spelling from time to time, so I treat spellcheck as a dear friend lol.

Always remember to format your proof as a sandwich. The intro to your proof is like the bread, the quote/proof/statistic is the filling, and the explanation and elaboration is the other piece of bread. This will help to structure your writing!

STEP SIX: EDITING

Yay, you made it! Time to edit! You can get someone to read over your work! You can also use a checklist, such as the one I've included below!

(full checklist)

Okay, that's about it! On a final note, REMEMBER TO CITE YOUR SOURCES! Google Docs has a built-in citation tool, if that helps! Software like Zotero can also be great, but my go-to is always Purdue OWL.

If you have any more questions, please feel free to ask!

#hi anon sorry for the long answer! hope this helps #my friend is asleep and so i'm answering asks now jaksdjasdla #answered asks #anon #adhd #actually adhd #essay writing #writing hacks #writing advice #asks #executive dysfunction #actually neurodiverse #adhd paralysis #adhd hacks #academia #dark academia #chaotic academia

[spaceorphan18]

Hi, so I've been pretty removed from the glee fandom for some time - you're actually the only glee blog i still follow. So I wanted to ask, what's going on in fandom that makes you want to remove yourself?

Hi Nonny!

I'm so glad you're still here!

I think that a combination of things last week just kind of hit hard -- and it was on top of some real life things that were going on. Tumblr, Glee, this blog are a source of fun and relaxation. And when it descends into drama I just want to back out and not be here. And it's frustrating because this is what I want to do in my free time -- for the fun of it.

First there was the spamming of the episode tournament. In general, people are entitled to their own opinions, but it's kind of got me down that zero episodes in season 4-6 people are championing for. So it's hard enough to watch that -- but then people cheating for really no reason because those episodes were already winning -- just feels like... I don't know. Not fun.

I'm letting it continue, and will keep it going, but my enthusiasm for active participation has waned. It's weird when the shipping tournament had less drama around it.

Then there's the revival of Klaine vs Brittana, which is just so stupid. Ship what you want to ship. And even more, people can like both ships. One isn't actually better than the other. And while I think most Brittana people are fine - there's been a rise in things like --- people saying if you don't like Brittana you hate women? Are lesphobic? (despite Brittany being bi but whatever). Telling people to kill themselves if they don't prefer Brittana? Like -- what is going on? Why do people think that's okay?

Plus, the ramping up of Blaine hate is out of control. It's always been there - but good lord people are going out of their way to hate Blaine. It's too much. It used to be more balanced where you could find as much good as bad. But I'm seeing less Blaine fans (and Kurt fans) in general, which is a bummer.

This new group of watchers just don't connect to Klaine/Kurt/Blaine like the old crew did. And that's fine - people connect to what they connect to. But there's so few people left, it's just a bummer.

And I mean, there are some great people still around. I do appreciate the fic writers and the poll givers and the gif makers. They're good people. But I do miss more discourse around the show. I don't see a whole lot of chatter or discussion or commentary like I used to.

But also, tumblr is smaller and reaches less people. I'm sure there are a ton of people on TikTok. But I have no desire to go there. Not only am I old, but a lot of the TikTok takes I've come across have given me rage so I should probably not.

Sometimes, I'm like -- have you guys even watched the show? And then I get Nonny messages that state people have only watched the first three seasons. Why? Why only like half a show? I don't get it.

And that's fine.

Plus, the unfortunate mess of Kevin and Jenna's podcast. I think at some point, I'd like to listen to it to hear what they have to say, and hear the interviews (which I've always enjoyed). I just tire of fandom either grilling them for not understanding or using them as a piece of validation. They're two people just talking about their experiences. why do we need to make a war out of everything?

That all said (and it was nice to get out), I don't hate it here. I'm not really going anywhere -- I'm not one to skim on out because other people want me to not be here. Sometimes I just need a break.

And I've been thinking about ways to do fun things again -- I've been thinking about maybe doing an episode appreciate thing, where I talk about the good in every episode.

Idk. I suppose we'll see, but that's where I'm at.

#that's how s.o. sees it

[vorpalfae]

coffindollie copied your intro post

" copied this copied that "

i've gotten so many messages accusing ppl of "copying" me. or accusing me of "copying" others.

literally just let ppl do why makes them happy. if it looks similar to mine then who cares??? i think its cool that they like similar things as me. thats why i follow her. im not here to dictate what ppl can and can't like or can and can't post on their OWN blog. if it makes her happy then thats fine!!

idk if u genuinely were trying to warn me with good intentions or ur just trying to cause drama, but just know:

i do not care. i do not care what other ppl do online, i do not care what ppl do with their lives or how they choose to dress, portay themselves, etc. i do not care if they have a similar aesthetic or vibes as me. i LOVE meeting ppl who i have stuff in common with💜

i'm going to be 26 years old in a matter of days and i don't have the time, energy or desire to put others down or make them feel bad because they like my aesthetic or like the same aesthetic as me. its just childish. everyone takes inspiration from everyone. its very, very hard to find anything that is 100% unique and hasn't been done before. its 2023. what is the point of accusing ppl and being mean just because they like something that you also like? when u could literally just be friends with them and have a community where u can share ideas and bond over interests. i love @coffindollie and her blog. i love all her edits and her overall aesthetic. i love that we post a lot of the same stuff. i share her posts all the time because i like them.

just be nice to ppl. let them do what they want. the accusations and drama are so unnecessary and ugly and i don't want any part in it. i've had more than my fair share of having to deal with bullies and ppl just wanting to be cruel to others and i don't care about that shit anymore.

unless someone blatantly plagiarized my art, like my crochet, or my writing, or original artwork, then i don't care. and edits don't count as original artwork. because if we are being honest, 99% of the posts and edits ppl make on tumblr are NOT made with their own original photos and artwork. ppl post stuff from pinterest, google, deviant art, web archives, ebay, etc. and i like that. i love that tumblr allows ppl to share things they've found and give others the opportunity to make pretty edits or share them again on their own blogs. if i like something then i post it. nothing i post is with the intention of wanting to be like anybody else. it just means i genuinely LIKE that thing. and im almost positive that anybody doing something similar as me is doing it because they LIKE it. not to "copy" me.

thats just a weird, negative, and creepy way of thinking. ive seen plenty of stuff that looks almost identical to what ive done. and when i was younger and immature, it USED to bother me. but now i know its because i inspire ppl, or i may have introduced someone to something, or because i have good taste in a lot of things! its actually a compliment! if someone does the same thing you do its because what ur doing is obviously appealing to them in some way, or they wouldn't have done it in the first place.

trigger warning for this next part:

sorry for the rant, but im just so over it. im tired of ppl trying to start drama with ppl they don't even know. or trying to bring me into drama. i don't hate anybody or have issues with anyone. it makes me have so much anxiety when ppl are unnecessarily mean. i myself have been a victim of bullying to the point of harming myself or attempting suicide. its not okay. and i still don't understand why ppl are fine with making others feel bad about themselves.

im just here to post what interests me and what makes me happy. im not by any means a gatekeeper of my style or my interests. if u love the same stuff as me then lets be friends💜🖤 i would love to meet u and discuss our interests together 🥰

#ask #be kind #fuck drama #drama is for the miserable

[amphiptere-art]

Interesting facts about my mind.

I always try and copy noises into text. It doesn't matter how ridiculous it looks, I will do it. Heah? Huh? Mmmeerrrmmm? Ahhhbabap. Literally anything. I will find some way to put it into text.

I'm going to burn you, There he is, what?, are some of my favorite sayings.

I appear to lean towards male pronouns when no pronouns are given. Trying to change that, not quite there yet.

Cheedon Is one of my oldest and one of my favorite avatars to this date. You can see them on my pinned. They're supposed to be a cheetah, smilodon hybrid. They are covered in spots and have stripes breaking them up. If I wanted I could probably redesign it to be more realistic nowadays. They embody that sort of childish Glee. When I withdraw just to draw I've made them the god of paper.

Sun's are always they/she mentally for me. They just listen to he for convenience. Like they're okay with he. But they always act more like a they/she figure. That's usually why I refer the to them as they.

Moons are usually almost always neutrally frowning. Like they have that resting face that just makes them look like they're irritated. I honestly cannot think of a situation where this wasn't the case. He's always got a grumpy face for me.

Before Earth's redesign. She was always skinnier. Her portions were always more DCA and more well-rounded. It was a little different from the redesign. But similar nonetheless.

I always imagine solars that play into their mechanic role more, have a rustic red and orange look. Like their ribbons and frills were this rustic orange color. With their body being red but looking like it was rusted out. They always kind of looked old and worn? Sometimes they get goggles sometimes they don't.

Lord Eclipse's posture is always rigid. No matter how playful the eclipse. I'm very much going to imagine them with a rigid stance. Not unless they are actively emoting.

For eclipses that aren't lords. Their posture is always lazy. Like it's tiring to hold themselves up. Unless it's in the characters bio to look formal. Like Butler. They're always going to look like their slunched and kind of tired with the day.

For some reason the eclipse's always have a black outline? It's hard to describe in my brain. But there's always a black and white texture, which might be why black star is so black. But I don't know, fact nonetheless.

Everybody's lords worlds has a generic mental look. I drew them once. Although for many of the Lord worlds. It is a very tall vertical Castle, with gold, white, blue, or sometimes deep black colors. Usually always matching the sky. Most gardens are fields. That is just kind of my generic go-to shape.

@madcatdaderpydrawer-blog Lord night usually has purple hallways with brighter purple accents. Usually they have flowers and pictures everywhere. Sort of like a standard mansion but purple. They're castles are usually very tall. Like a giant hotel Tower. Their city sprawls out from that tower. Little homes sparkled about with roads all leading tonight's Castle. They're balconies I always imagine as square but with arches as windows and the tops are domes. Most of the windows are arches.

@sigery Rle usually has grand arching rooms and hallways to match them. Like extravagant castles that almost feel like museums. Big and wide. Decorated with golden tints. The colors are generically off white and gold accents. Rooms usually follow the same accents. Though are changed up for each individual. The gardens though. I usually imagine them as sprawling flower fields. Almost put out like vineyards. Trees kind of separate the atmosphere every once in a while. The outside looks like a Persian Palace but stretched out.

@digimonlover09 Lord infero usually is smaller. The hallways are white and blue. There's carpets down every hallway. And doorways that usually don't have doors, are arches. Otherwise most of the doors are wooden and have a golden or decorated brace. But otherwise the whole place looks like a, spruced up hospital? The hallways are very bland. Unlike nights they don't have any decoration. Not unless you go into a room. Then there is stuff.

Lost Lord has that vertical castle look. Their colors are a lighter gray with a Royal purple. All area around the castle is a bit more explored. With the city looking like a.. crowded Urban sprawl. Like something you would see in Chinatown or something. Just without all the bright lights. This is actually my favorite city landscape. I use it for a lot of fantasies. The world is also covered in kind of destroyed rubble from the spikes.

Most daycare environments are the same. They look like they are in the show. I do change the bedroom quite often though. I make sun's closet room. An actual room, usually taking over the hallway that leads to the daycare. The living room is usually bigger. So is the balcony. There's usually more space around the computer. And moons room usually has a desk opposite of the bed. The whole area just looks more livable.

#I can't think of any more weird thoughts. I'll add to this later. #sams #tsams #tsams au #sams au

[lil-dinopup]

Name: You guys can call me Dinopup! Or just Pup

Age: I'm Over 25

Species: Fairy Mascot / Dinosaur Dog! With the ability to turn human

Gender: I'm Nonbinary (Fem Leaning)

Pronouns: Fae/Fem is my preferred pronouns but I also use She / Her (I'm only out as nonbinary IRL to my twin) and It/Its

Sexuality: Asexual (Sex Repulsed) Sapphic but Questioning Aromantic

Living: In The USA

I am an age regressor and cg but it's complicated >////< Naturally very cg-ing but def not someone who could take care of someone fully by myself XD I'm more of the fun kind big sister kind of cg. I'm not currently looking for any littles though. My little age range is quite large and I need to explore it more, but I regress mostly when I'm having bad feelings or super tired and forcing myself to stay up LOL! So It's pretty hard for me to do so.

I love love love writing and drawing littles things though!

I made this blog because I really wanted to share my art with Tumblr! 

While I mostly write just for fun, I take art commissions which mostly help going towards food and bills. I will tag art that are commissions such. Because of this I don’t really take requests often. 

I'll be honest this is the first time I've made an introduction post sooo I looked at lots and lots of examples to see what most people do!

🦖 I struggle with mental health issues and other stuff. So I sometimes take a while to reply or post. But, I never let my issues get in the way of finishing a commission!

🐕 I use clipstudio to make my art

🦖 This is a side blog because I wanted my main blog to be a place where I felt comfortable reposting other people's art and stuff. And this blog is focused on just my art if that makes sense? So I can't follow people back as Dinopup

🐕 My sona Dinopup has gone through many edits some of the pictures I will post of her will be of her old look.

🦖 Expect posts being posted at weird times I have never heard of a sleep cycle

🐕 I'm way too hard on myself 99% of the Time!

🦖 This blog is SFW so no sexual asks or things like that please (specially because that stuff is super uncomfortable for me)

🐕 Please don't message me asking to be your CG while I'm a very caring person it makes me uncomfortable to get those messages. While less likely please don’t ask me if I want you as a CG. My regression is really complicated and I don’t feel comfy dragging someone else into it. I'm sorry

🦖 While this blog is okay with diapers and draws littles in diapers, I'm not comfortable with messy diapers.

🐕 Please don't take my art without crediting me I work really hard on it :< If you want to use my art for a mood board or something please first DM me for my approval and second make sure you credit me for my art with a link to my blog

🦖 Please no guilt tripping or anything like that, its really bad for my mental health.

🐕 I follow the Golden Rule please do so as well! (If you don't know what the Golden Rule, it's treat others as you would like to be treated, aka be nice)

🦖 Commissions: Open!

🐕 Asks: Open (Anon too)

🦖 DMs: Open

🐕 Mentally: Doing Ok!

🦖 Activity Levels: I'm Trying To Be Active!

🐕 Dinopup Rambles: Just General Posts I make

🦖 Dinopup Answers: For Answering Questions

🐕 Dinopup Art: For My Drawings <3

🦖 Dinopup Writing: For My Stories

🐕 Dinopup Commissions: This features Commission I Worked On

🦖 This is Dinopup's Ref Sheet

🐕 Dinopup is a Magical Girl Fairy Mascot who prefers to stay in her human form

🦖 Her Default Cloth Color is Blue

🐕 While Dinopup is an adult please don't draw her sexualized since she is me that's very awkward and uncomfortable for me

🦖 She has the ability to transform herself any way she like

🐕 Like me she's a little too!

#Dinopup Rambles #Dinopup Art #Agere #intro post #introductory post #agere intro #artist intro #Dinopup Commissions

[kpg-1126]

11, 13, 20, 27

In some ways, I'm not sure why I re-blogged this because music is so personal. But that's okay, I'll deal. I'm here to share gutwrenching personal detail in a semi-anonymous forum, why not? Also, this is such a hard thing to do, because I'm going to leave something good out. I'm sure I will.

11:A song that you never get tired of

I have a lot of these, because I like to listen to songs on repeat, and it's hard to enjoy that if you get tired of songs easily. I don't. But I do sometimes get in moods where certain songs aren't what I want to hear. One song I've listened to over and over again that I can't remember ever not being in the mood for is Sleep on the Floor by the Lumineers. For whatever reason, I really, really like that song and it does not get old and it always fits my mood.

13:One of your favorite 80’s songs

This isn't really a fair question. It's just like asking "what's one of your favorite songs?" :> I am going to choose a few, on the understanding that these are the songs of my earliest years, so they have a quality of nostalgia that no other songs can have. So I am going to say "favorite 80s songs that I remember from the 80s that remind me of the 80s." (And certain songs for me have a kind of haunting 80s quality that I could never explain, except that when I read The Watchmen when I was in my 20s, I said *that's it, that's the 80s feeling!*)

Time after Time - Cyndi Lauper

You Can Call Me Al - Paul Simon

Land of Confusion - Genesis (the video made me run from the room as a kid - and definitely the whole thing has a very Watchmen-esque vibe, especially with the line "Superman where are you now?")

20:A song that has many meanings to you

I'm stumped on this one temporarily, so I'm going to come back to it separately.

27:A song that breaks your heart

I can think of multiple ways to answer this, so I'm going to answer the two ways that popped into my head first, and one just as a bonus:

A. Song where the performance breaks my heart:

Barbra Streisand singing "My Man" at the end of Funny Girl (the movie)--preferably with the visual. When her voice breaks at the beginning, and then when she sings "what's the difference" the second time . . . hnnnggggnnngg. I don't care if Nicky Arnstein was an asshole at that point, I'm heartbroken anyway.

B. Song with lyrics that break my heart:

Little Green by Joni Mitchell. She gave up her daughter for adoption. It was a good song before I knew that. Once I did . . .

C. Song that just breaks my heart in general:

"Answer Me" from the Broadway Cast Recording of The Band's Visit - I've posted about this before, and I stand by it.

D. I love sad songs - you might say they "say so much." So I could probably make this a long list.