#not taking questions anymore

[ask-the-werewolves]

Hey Tumblr, it's been a while.

Ask The Werewolves #6 is now available to download, for as little as no dollars. If you need to catch up with the story, you can start at the start, or read the Q&A archive. And look out for Issue #7, planned for later this year. Keep on howling.

#ask the werewolves #blackbird #duran #werewolf #furry #comic #romance #horror #comedy #not taking questions anymore #but the story still goes on

[solarmorrigan]

Eddie, at 3 AM: Would you still love me if I was a worm?

Steve, who really wants Eddie to shut up so he can sleep: I already love you

Eddie: Aw

Eddie:

Eddie: Wait

#steddie #eddie munson #steve harrington #eddiesteve #stranger things #listen this goes through my head any time I see someone pose the question 'would you still love me if I was a worm' #I'm not even sure anymore if it makes sense but here just take it #solar wrote

[motions1ckn3ss]

hello fellow gay people, i'm looking for book recommendations! but specifically anything similar to maurice by e.m. forster and the charioteer by mary renault - i've added fellow travellers and giovanni's room to my list, but anything similar to this genre i.e. historical/period but also queer. lesbian more than welcome and encouraged actually

#i physically can't take anymore ya fiction #tags for reach > #les mis #les miserables #enjoltaire #exr #enjolras #grantaire #in memoriam #alice winn #in memoriam alice winn #gauntwood #sidney ellwood #henry gaunt #marauders #wolfstar #remus lupin #sirius black #tsoa #the song of achilles #patrochilles #achilles #patroclus #question

[s0fter-sin]

it’s the sound that tips him off.

it’s late, half-past hell by his last count, and mactavish knows there shouldn’t be a single soul in the showers this time of night. though he’s sure if he asked, he’d be told a soul isn’t in there.

just a ghost.

he almost chokes on the thick steam filling the locker room; humid and hazy and the perfect cover. or it would be, if the man collapsed in the far stall cared about hiding.

mactavish hates himself a little for the low sigh that falls from his lips. he wishes he wasn't so disappointed; that the promises he's heard over and over and watched be broken as many times hadn't wedged their way into his heart and convinced him that maybe, maybe this could be the time it sticks.

he doesn't know what's worse; the disappointment or the lack of surprise.

he holds his breath through the steam and leans over the limp body; stinging hot water hitting his back, instantly soaking through his clothes and already starting to burn. he flicks the tap enough to take the bulk of the heat out and straightens; a groan startling out of the man beneath him at the sudden lash of tepid water.

mactavish crouches, knees clicking and hooks a hand under his bicep to pull him up straight against the wall. if there was any vomit on his skin, it's been washed away by the pelting stream and he supposes he can count himself lucky for that. he tilts his limp head back and slips his fingers into his mouth; holding down his tongue and ignores the way it lazily jolts under his fingers to check his airway.

clear.

another small victory.

mactavish pulls his fingers out and cups his chin, keeping him tilted up and moves in the way of the water again so he can pull at his eyelid.

the eye he's met with is cloudy, so dilated there's hardly a ring of blue left.

he sighs again; hand falling away and letting his eye fall shut. "god damnit, riley."

riley moans, all his weight resting on the hand holding his jaw.

"aye, 'm talking ‘bout you," he grunts tiredly.

he lets riley's head fall forward to grab his arm, pulling him away from the wall to sit behind him; propping his body up against his chest. he leans his head back over his shoulder, keeping his face out of the water and his airway open just in case he hasn't actually finished throwing up.

he takes the rag riley'd half-managed to soap up and mechanically runs it over him; cataloguing new bruises and cuts and checking if the old ones are healing. sickly yellow fingerprints ring his hips, red splotches paint his ribs; too new to have settled into the deep purple he knows they’ll become.

riley slowly makes more noise as he rubs life into his body; still lying limp against his front but his head's starting to roll restlessly on his shoulder. he swipes between his legs and carefully doesn't think a single thing about what he finds.

"sean?" he rasps and mactavish's hand stills; eyes falling shut. he bites his check, hand clenching around the rag tight enough to shake and breathes hard out his nose.

he doesn't say a word, just forces himself to go back to cleaning.

he's not sure what would come out of his mouth if he did.

riley isn't conscious enough to hear him anyway.

he runs his fingers over his inner elbows for tracks and manages to muster some relief when he doesn't find any. seems to be a pill and booze night; far from the worst condition he's found him in.

he rinses him off, running a curtesy hand over his shaved head only for it to fall back to his jaw; his thumb stroking over the thick scar carved into his cheek.

"you gotta stop doin' this," he whispers.

he isn’t sure if he’s talking to riley or himself.

mactavish gathers up riley's too-light body into his arms and turns off the shower. his head lolls into his throat and he throws a towel over his dripping body and another over his shoulder. it doesn't stop him from tracking water all the way to his quarters but he'd like to see someone try to put in a complaint about it.

he lays out the other towel on the bed and sets riley down; moving his body into the recovery position in an all-too familiar routine. he dries him enough that he won't soak the covers as he pulls them up to his chest and kicks the waste bin within grabbing distance of the bed.

he goes to pull off his sodden clothes when a different noise makes him freeze.

a low sniffle.

mactavish slowly turns back to the bed to find riley's eyes squinting open; glazed with tears as he kneads at the covers.

he stares at him for a moment as he looks around the room and those hazy eyes lock on him for the first time. "cap'n?"

he swallows. "aye; s'just me, riley."

his hand pokes out from under the covers and for all the promises he's made himself - all the “never again”s and “this is the last time”s - at the end of the day, he's weak.

he sits on the side of the bed and takes riley's hand in his; already so cold after nearly boiling himself alive.

"y' mad a' me?" he sniffs.

mactavish runs his tongue over his lip and slowly shakes his head. "no, i'm not mad at you."

"prom'se?" he pushes.

he reaches out and caresses his temple with his thumb. his hand almost covers his head and it cuts like a knife to remember just how small riley is. "aye," he says, hushed. "i promise."

riley's eyes fall shut, voicelessly murmuring 'promise’ to himself over and over.

"I’ll ge’ bett'r," he slurs and between one breath and the next, he's out.

mactavish sighs, running his hand in a final pass over his head and stares at a face that looks so much younger in sleep; bruised and sallow skin hidden in the shadows. "i know you will."

he presses a slow kiss to his forehead, shutting his eyes against the grief that wells in his heart and gets up to pull a chair over to the bed; settling in for another long night's vigil of watching his broken lieutenant sleep, ready to tilt him over if he throws up, eyes locked on the slow rise and fall of his chest fearing tonight may finally be the time it stops.

#drug use #tw drugs #guess whos back on her 09 shit #its me bb!!! #anyway 09 ghost who’s just completely messy #if he’s not on an op then he’s at clubs drinking & taking anything he can get his hands on #mactavish knows what he gets up to and hates it #hates watching him destroy himself stumbling back to base with no memory of what - or who - he’s done #hates seeing him prod at bruises knowing he has no idea where they came from #mactavish is more pissed that whoever riley was with just left him like that and that riley is totally fine with it happening #more than once he's found him almost od'ing half passed out in his room or the showers #and every time riley will slur out apologies and promises mactavish knows better to believe #riley knows how much it hurts mactavish to see him like this but its just so painful to live in his head #he can’t help but try and get out of it the only way he knows how #this is pre relationship btw just to make it all hurt a little more #ghost never remembers how he ends up back in his own bed after a bender #the whole point of them is to forget #he’ll end up missing days at a time and never question what happened to him in the meantime #if he thinks hard enough sometimes he can pick up flashes of a familiar voice rasping in his ear and big hands moving his body #but it’s hard for him to believe they’re anymore than drug induced hallucinations of what he really wants #coming out of my cage and ive been doing just fine.txt #talk to me ghost #we’re a team. ghost team #09 soapghost #09 ghoap #soapghost #john soap mactavish #soap cod #simon ghost riley #ghost cod

[maybeitsalivescribbles]

VH - The Thorn in Villains' side

“Wake up, you creature of the night, and despair !”

“Nooo, sleepy, beddy-bye -”

“I said wake up !”

Vampire Hero opened an eye, blinked and yawned. He didn’t look at Villain at once. That was the courtyard itself that caught his attention. He was in the middle of it, tied to a pillar. All around him were huge spikes of metal, as if he was in the center of a gigantic metal flower. They all were curved at different angles. You couldn’t step amid them without being scratched, at least. In a sense, that was pretty. Villain themself was on a balcony, their hands on the balustrade, dominating the scene.

“Kids”, he whispered with leniency. “What they do these days.”

“Shame”, said Villain who hadn’t heard him. “You interest me. I thought we could talk.”

Vampire Hero yawned again for all answer.

“Is it insolence ? Or is it the pain of having been under the sun for all day ?”

“Pain ? Why ?”

“You vampires can’t bear the sun.”

“Oh, I understand the confusion. No. Do you know how some birds fall asleep immediately when you cover their cage, because they think it’s the night ?”

“I suppose ?”

“Well, I work the other way around. I have a sunbeam on my face, I get sleepy. It doesn’t hurt me; I just take a nap.”

Then his tone shifted abruptly:

“All day long ? You mean I’ve been here for more than a day ?”

“Yes.”

“I see.”

His voice was now icy. Villain had a delicate little cough.

“I admit I didn’t know about sunlight. What about silver, then ?”

“That would work on vampires, yes.”

“You’re in luck. All these spikes are covered with silver. If you want to free yourself, you need to get through them.”

Vampire Hero hissed in annoyance:

“Ugh. Any particular reason why ?”

“Unless you want to rot in here forever.”

“No, I mean. Let me get this straight. You’ve made all these spikes so I could walk over them for a couple of minutes ? It just seems kinda wasteful.”

“If you want to talk about waste, time’s ticking. Why won’t you have your little dance right now ? You have two minutes before reaching me.”

“Yeah, okay.”

Vampire Hero slipped out of his bonds and stepped forward. He whistled.

“That’s quite the thorn forest you have there. Gasp ! Curses, even. What’s a poor vampire to do ?”

He slowly turned his head toward Villain and smirked:

“Hey, watch this.”

He extended his hand and casually patted the flat side of the spike.

“Oh no”, he said in a toneless voice, while staring at Villain. “I’m doomed. Ouch. Argh. And such.”

Slowly he smiled, revealing his razor-like teeth.

“Do you see it ? Do you begin to see it ?”

“See what ?”

“Your mistake.”

“Show off”, whispered Villain.

“Possibly, yes. At least I’m not ordering useless death traps on a whim. I’ve always made sure they worked first.”

“Death traps ? You are a hero.”

“Now, yes.”

Vampire Hero took a couple of steps among the spikes, decided it was quite enough, jumped, caught the guardrail and climbed the balcony. He hadn't avoided all of them, far from it, but when he landed on his feet, his face was emotionless. There was maybe a twinge of exasperation. He stood still in front of Villain. They both stayed quiet for a moment.

“What are you ?” finally asked Villain.

“A vampire hero.”

“No you’re not. You don’t fear silver or sunlight and you had death traps. You’re neither. What are you ?”

“I am pissed off. I want to be home every night and you’ve prevented me to do it.”

“Why ?”

“I'm married. Just know you’re very lucky I am what I said. I’ll let you live. Reluctantly.”

Villain barely reacted when he pinned them against the wall, whispering in their ear:

“Now then ! You’ve made me lose time. You owe me a drink.”

*

Vampire Hero is now a recurring character. His job is to troll current villains. Click on the Vampire Hero Masterlist or Tag for more snippets with him.

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#villain and hero #hero villain community #writeblr #writers on tumblr #original fiction #my writing #writing snippet #writing drabble #writing dialogue #creative writing #vampire #vampire hero #hero and villain #heroes and villains #hero x villain #oh man that wasn’t at all what I wanted to do #never mind take it I don’t wanna look at it anymore #it’s a hydra situation #I've been trying to finish a damn snippet since weeks and every time it becomes something else entirely and it’s still unfinished #so I’m afraid you’re going to see this guy for a while #let's say it asks a couple of legit questions before we dig into VH's backstory

[sciderman]

You said that if you dated Peter or Wade it would make you miserable. Which– Okay fair, Wade does have a history of purposely hurting the people he loves.

But what about Peter? Why do you think dating him would make you miserable?

because I’ll always know I had the option to climb a 6’8 cyborg and I passed that up for a sweaty little twunk that I perpetually have to remind to bathe (sorry peter)

#I don’t know. I don’t think peter is good boyfriend material. I think his insecurities would get exhausting. #Wade has bottomless patience. me… I don’t know. I don’t think I could. I’ve got my own stuff going on. I don’t want a Project. #peter is definitely a project. and he needs someone with shed loads of patience and perseverance. #me I just. I wanna have a good time. so. come to me my big beautiful time traveller. whisk me away. #take me to the beach. you can disappear after I don’t mind I’m not needy. just spend a beautiful romantic week with me. #sci speaks #I don’t really know what kind of person I’m compatible with really actually. #all my relationships have been. pretty short. #and I don’t think it’s any fault of my own really. and I don’t feel any loss over them at all. like at all. I wish I did. but I don’t. #a sci has so very thankfully never felt heartbreak. #but it makes me kind of question what kind of person I am when it comes to this sort of thing. #because I really don’t know. #I don’t know if I want commitment. I don’t even know if I want sex these days. #I … weirdly… am so devoid of yearning these days. like I feel content right now on my own. I don’t even feel lonely. #I used to yearn but I think I’ve moved past it. and I kind of just want to have a good time. #and that doesn’t even . involve a relationship or anything anymore. like I don’t think I want one actually. it feels like I’m Over it. #it’s kind of great because I’ve never felt so calm in a long time. all because I decided that I don’t. actually Need anything. #I don’t need anything more than what I have. and that’s brought me rest after So Long being restless. #but if a massive time traveller came and whisked me away on sexy adventures how could I say no

[wejustvibing]

I definitely wasn’t thinking I’d still be racing [now]. You’re going to be stuck with me for a bit longer. But there may be moments when we come across a similar year to this year - next year there’ll be that down moment and I’ll be like, s**t I’m not going past 40.

I can’t say (about retiring abruptly). I really have no idea. It could be abrupt and I just disappear from the face of the earth. It could be I move into a different role. I really have no idea.

I still love driving, I still love getting into the car... If there is a day that doesn’t happen - and I hope that’s never the case - but then particularly then maybe I’ll know. But also there’ll be a point where I want to give my energy to something else or be in one place for a period of time.

I don’t know how to do that at the moment. If I’m in a place for one week I get itchy feet and I’ve got to go somewhere else and maybe that will stick with me, who knows? - LH

#this interview is literally ripping my heart out bit by bit i will not be taking questions #💔 #lewis hamilton #f1 #also i don't wish to read a single word about AD21 anymore please i cannot

[shouldprobablybereading]

Hot take of the day is that I think sanderson not letting adolin murdering sadeas have any real consequences killed like 95% of interesting debate on the morality of it

#it serves some narrative point on some character arcs #but it could have been so much more interesting than sanderson made it #like right now it’s just kinda pointless #to talk about #nobody cares about sadeas so it’s not emotional #and the closest we can get to a philosophical debate is adolin and dalinar being kinda awkward about it #which again would have been interesting if anything actually came out of it #but it didn’t #now it’s just a question of whether you should be allowed to take the law into your own hands like that #which I think could be very interesting if we took a look at the power position adolin holds #as highprince and heir etc. #should he be allowed to make that type of decisions #sadeas was an asshole but how does this play into how he solves other conflicts #if not for his dad and cousin being the ones in charge would someone else be treated differently #this type of thing was exactly why people didn’t want to work with the alethi to begin with #what are the political implications #blah blah #even if saying ‘yeah it was right it was necessary and sadeas sucked’ #it would have been more interesting if there was anything to compare it to rather than just #‘well now we don’t have to deal with sadeas anymore that’s convenient’

[orriculum]

Sometimes I listen to my coworker talk about how she's gonna be the next big literary fiction whatever and then in the next breath she's going on about how chatgpt has saved her so much "creative energy" because she doesn't have to do her own writing anymore and like on one hand it's kinda satisfying watching a certified dumbass shoot their own foot but on the other she does this like once a week and I am tired of it

#hot take but if you use chatgpt youre not a writer anymore #and like why automate something that is supposed to be fun #not a real question if you try to talk to me about chatgpt i will block you on sight

[apollos-boyfriend]

also can we talk about how fucked my school is. things are so insane overbooked bc we keep taking in an insane amount of freshmen. i’m at an illustration class in the animation building. they’ve had to shove the sequa majors in the film studio. can someone please just hire a hit on our school’s president already i can’t take this anymore

#icarus speaks #dorm life #STOP ADMITTING SO MANY FRESHMEN #WE CANT TAKE THIS ANYMORE #tbf the film studio in question is also the graphic design hall #and advertising i think? but STILL #the illustration building is way too fucking small for it being one of our biggest majors 😭

[butmakeitgayblog]

Spoiler? for fear the walking dead. if you care about that? Alycia did it again 💀 I’m not sure about anything else that happened since she left but apparently her character finally reunited with her mother

Baby I seen, and she looks fine as fuck

I haven't seen exactly what happens entirely cuz people are being slow posting clips but it's fine cuz I'm,,, pretty sure it's offensively nonsensical plot wise anyway, but whew. Damn Alycia, back at it again. Girl will do community service for all the busted ass shows of her past and I suppose I respect that. Loyalty and all that

#anon #ftwd #ftwd spoiler? #maybe? #i doubt anyone really cares all that much anymore 🥴 #sooo.... Alicia has immunity then? #like that's... that has to be the logical conclusion here how else could she have lived? #what happened here I need to understood this fuckery #lovely to see her face tho Alicia deserved so much better #also like #she thought Madison was dead 🤨 #if eyeeeee saw my momma after thinking she was gone for years idk if I'd just “.... mom?....” and then ~calm hug~ #whatever she looks insanely hot here I'm not gonna question the gifts I will simply say thank you #woke up to take more pain meds and had a rollercoaster of emotions alright then

[why-the-heck-not]

Starting to almost wish I could just go do this fucking presentation today solely bc I’m getting mad and tired of the anxiety, how is it physically possible to be this anxious for so many days straight. There has to be a limit how long u can be on the verge of an anxiety attack like ????

#it’s stupid #cant sleep cant eat over ’’ppl are paying attention to me for 20minutes or so’’ #i hate this so so much #bc like I KNOW it’s overreacting and unreasonable and it never is as bad as I think but knowing that won’t do shit for the anxiety #like it will he here until I’m back home tmrw after having presented it #at least it’s only like a day of this anymore but I don’t have the energy for this for even one more goddamn minute #literally what could happen in that presentation that would be worse than feeling like this?? #the realistic worst case possible is that I lose my train of thought or have a ’’brain doesnt work’’ moment and have to take like 20secs to #gather myself and like maybe if someone asks a question I don’t have an answer to #but like I won’t die or anything #even if it’d be awkward (it will be awkward) that’s legit nothing #I’m ’’just some guy’’ to the ppl and after leaving the building they’ll never think abt my stupid ass presentation again #so wHY cant I fucking chill #april 2024 #2024

[dannyphannypack]

i’m very sorry, but you guys have got to properly label your ao3 fics because “bad parents jack and maddie fenton” is starting to really get on my nerves.

and if, in the middle of the fic, you decide to add a tag like that: PLEASE communicate that you’ve done so in the chapter notes. because i don’t recheck the tags after i’ve bookmarked something.

please. i don’t think it’s that big of an ask.

#did we watch the same show ??? #this is the woman that carried danny on her back across the forest #the ones that went around town blaring announcements of ‘cutest sweetest boy in the world’ when he went missing #the people that accepted him without question not once #not TWICE #but THREE TIMES. #and if it was the odd fic here and there i wouldnt be frustrated #but suddenly its ALL OF THEM. #PLEASE TAG YOUR FICS PROPERLY. #danny phantom #power to you and your artistic vision i guess but im begging over here. #im getting old im 22 i cant take these surprises anymore #its not even bad anymore its just abusive #and more than half the time it has nothing to do with the plot. it’s just a device to get danny somewhere or make him sad #im sorry im getting mad again i’ll stop #tag your fics end of story

[sentientstump]

maybe, idk

also look at this ]-]C wayne; >[}oж somsnosa; 3(-( dedusmuln and >-[£ pongorma! I'm very smart as you can see, yes (。_°)

#ive been thinking about how to show the bizarre anatomy head shape of those two above for a long time now #i feel like the bizarre goes in a spectrum from dedus to wayne to somsnosa who is closer to humanoid and then theres enigma pongo #is pongo like a hermit crab taking the nicest most comfy helmet there is to find on a ground or something maybe xD ? #and then theres a line of knights of yiithorn who want to take pongo's shed helmet and they go from big to small like actual hermit crabs? #and soms is like i want to have a helmet too and hand makes it from skull and bones #also yes thats a question mark cap dont ask questions like that anymore thats not very mark of you- what am i talking about #anyways cool great 👍🏼 i shall go to sleep now have a good night everyone! o7 #hylics #wayne hylics #dedusmuln #somsnosa #pongorma #artstump

[essektheylyss]

I have once again failed to ask what the fuck was up with Adeen and whether or not Vence was doing Vanguard shit and I will be attempting to ask this question at a panel until I get this answer. There were shenanigans happening with that scapegoating and I NEED TO KNOW

#it is a very good thing they rarely take audience questions anymore cuz god so many of them are terrible but I NEED TO KNOW #somebody else ask this question this con season I'm begging

[galaxythedragonshifter]

Question:

How do y'all "write something for yourself" that you intend on posting?

Cause I still subconsciously can't "write for myself" unless I don't intend on ever posting it, and then I can only get 100 words or less out onto a Google doc.

Idk if this is a byproduct of taking too many writing classes and writing for assignments or other people or not.

How do I fix this?

#galaxy rambles #ive been trying to fix this for a while #i want to write for self indulgence but i dont think i know *how to* anymore- #but i cant seem to get my subconscious out of that “perfectionist writing class” mindset #how do I fix my subconscious so it stops saying “oh yeah you have to make sure your writing is this this this and this” #and just lets me write the dang thing? #i think all the writing courses i took subconsciously trained me to take the focus off what i want to happen #and placed it on what i think SHOULD happen instead #thats the best way i can describe it #writer problems #im at a loss #writing #writing questions #fanfiction #writing stuff #writers on tumblr #writers #creative writing