#seek and you'll find

[karda]

hello i just wanted to say i’ve been following you since about like. 2020-2021 and i can’t particularly remember the posts rn but i just know that some of the posts you made about life and just enjoying it and shit ended up being kind of helpful to me bc yeah! there is more to life than misery! go crazy go stupid have fun have joy have whimsy! there’s hope! so i just wanted to say thank you for that bc even if it wasn’t intended you did help me :] also i love your art it is nice and kinda has the vibe of a sunset at a wetlands boardwalk surrounded by cattails if that makes any sense

this is so sweet, thank u for sticking around so long :'D ... that makes me really happy

#ive made quite a few posts like that lol .. #it rlly does mean the world to me that they helped u in any way 👍👍👍👍 #its all about how u look at stuff.. if u start to look for hope and joy you'll keep finding it everywhere #and itll help a lot #i made a post once about like living freely #spinning in skirts and listen to music loudly and compliment strangers and look at the flowers and so on #and just seeking out joy #means a lot to me that u could connect with that #also THANK U! cat tails were my favorite thing ever as a kid..... I'd rip them up and watch them blow away like a huge dandelion #asks #sry im answering at 4am lol im abt to go to work..

[pastafossa]

Ma'am, I've just discovered the red thread and I'm so glad I did! I'm on chapter 19 right now and I've loved everything so far. I think at the moment my fave scene has to be the hide and seek one, what I wouldn't give to have Matty chase me around, but I would actually lose on purpose:)) I also like the way you portray him, and show his protective side. Thank you so much for writing!

Also I'm really clueless when it comes to ao3, I pressed the kudos button but it won't let me do it again on the other chapers, is it like only one kudo per the whole story?

Thank you so, so much, I'm so happy you're enjoying it! 😭😭😭 The hide and seek chapter is a HUGEEEEEE favorite, and I'm happy to say there'll be more chapters like that going forward - somewhere around chapter sixty something iirc, and with more in the future chapters pipeline! And quite frankly... yeah I would probably 'lose' on purpose, too, like oh nooooooo that would be sooooo terrible. All of us 'running away' from Matt during Devil Hunt like

I love Matt's protective side, too! I'm just happy everyone else loves all the exploration of his character, too, cause damn do I love writing about it and playing out what that looks like.

It is indeed one kudos per story on AO3! However I happily accept virtual headpats and psychic kudos, and feed on bread crusts and coffee, or that's what the care sheet on the outside of my terrarium says anyway, look at me I'm so low maintenance i am the perfect pet writer just drop some fruit in here and pat me and i'm good to go.

Thank you so much for coming to say hi!

#the red thread #ask response #no but the only unrealistic part of devil hunt hide and seek is that 9/10s of us would just let matt catch us 😂 #as if we wouldn't be out there banging pots and pans shouting OH NO I SURE DO HOPE THE DEVIL DOESN'T FIND ME THAT WOULD BE SO TERRIBLE #although consider #that it's even hotter to get matt all riled up and hunt-mode predatory first so when he DOES catch you... #well you'll see

[theflyingfeeling]

stupid stupid stupid stupid I am so fucking stupid

(LONG rant in the tags. originally a little longer still but apparently there were too many tags so tumblr deleted the rest lol)

#ahahahaha so i applied for a (fixed-period) job that was like. right up my alley? #and i was one of the two applicants and they invited me to a Teams interview which was supposed to be last monday #but when i heard the other applicant is someone who's been working for them for the past semester i was like 🤡 #hmmmm i do wonder which one of us they'll hire!! 🙂 #and i was crushed because why can't things go my way for once #being a job-seeker in this area on my field is so stressful and depressing if you don't have the right connections #so i cancelled the interview with an email on the morning of the interview #because i just couldn't motivate myself to go even for practice. i just couldn't #i did consider calling the place and asking if the sitauation was like i suspected #but i didn't because i am not a fully functional adult ✌️🤷‍♀️ #well. today i noticed that they have opened the position again 🤡 #which means that for one reason or another they're not going to hire the person who's been doing that exact job for them before? #and now i'm crying because lmao what kind of impression i'll be giving of myself #if i call them now and tell them why i cancelled the interview? #''yeah so i stood you up because i'm a hardened pessimist and thought i had no chance pls hire me lol'' #who's gonna want to hire a loser like this 🙃 a loser who couldn't even bother calling them like a normal adult would've #and also what if my employment agency finds out i didn't go to the interview? they could cancel my allowance ahahahahahAAHAHAHAHHAHAHAAA #god i hate being unemployed and i hate job seeking so much it hurts #my self-confidence is nowhere near it should be if you were actually to do well in job interviews etc. #''why do you think you'd be good for this job?'' I'M NOT! YOU'LL BE DEFINITELY BETTER OFF HIRING ANYONE ELSE!! #and some people's advice for job interviews be like ''just be yourself!'' like honey no #if i'm myself at a job interview absolutely no one's gonna want me ahaha #job-seeking is just so fucking crushing and humiliating #like. when you're studying and you have an exam? you can study for it as hard as you can and try to do your best #and you'll get the grade you deserve. if someone gets the highest grade it doesn't effect YOUR chance to get the highest grade as well #but when applying for a job? you can write a splendid application text and answer the interview questions as best as you can #but if there's another applicant that's significantly more qualified or experienced than you they WILL be hired over you #so you can try your best and IT'S STILL NOT ENOUGH #and that's why i didn't go to the job interview. because i wanted to protect myself from that heartbreak again #doing the best i can and still not getting the job

[eorzeashan]

THE FINAL CHAPTER: a rather chaotic compilation of some truly throne-ending stuff, KOTET (Battle of Odessen to Eternal Throne)

Theron: Using yourself as bait is a dangerous game. You're gonna need some help.

Aww Theron... that's nice, but Eight would be so adamant about fighting Vaylin alone since he feels it's his duty to protect them. Plus being bait means you're supposed to be the only target. Self-sacrificial lone warrior whose only ever relied on himself psych eval yadda yadda. Not that Theron or Lana would listen either, which results in an ugh fine from our favorite operative.

I guess he got so stubborn he wouldn't even let Theron on the back of his speeder (which was a glitch where Theron could only run behind him like a pet) in an attempt to leave him behind for his own safety, lol.

To make this whole outlandish scenario worse, Theron not only could not stealth the entire chapter ("Theron, you're ruining my speedrun." 'Theron!' "Well I'm sorry I don't have stealth generators like you two!") he also lost his blasters and started fistfighting Vaylin. Yes, he also fistfought the prior mobs. I was very confused as to why the enemies weren't going down fast enough with 2 comps until I looked over to see him punching skytroopers with all the damage of a wet bagel.

This is why he tried to leave you behind, Theron.

One defeated Vaylin and a storming of Zakuul Palace later, and Theron still was having the same problem of aggro-ing all the mobs due to having no stealth and only his fists, so I tried to stealth out of combat and call him over to see if he could evade them........instead, he died while Eight and Lana buried their faces in their hands.

Which was fine since it let Eight and Lana stealth for the rest of it without him, but his dead body kept showing up after them and it gave me a mental image of the two of them dragging his unconscious body behind them by the legs after he accidentally got caught in an explosion.

Not his best moment.

Valkorion: The Sith who fled her empire. And the charming spy, sired by Republic heroes. Do they truly serve you? Or do they plot your downfall, to claim the throne for their respective factions?

Eight: I'm done listening to you, old man.

"Idiot. It's the other way around," as Eight would say. He's fully aware Valkorion is making a desperate ploy right now to turn him against them, but he has thought about their loyalties ever since the start. It doesn't matter to him: he's bounced between both sides and has no right to judge. Even if they held no thought for him in the end, with him as the means for their own goals.....he'd still have fought for their sake.

Also, I lost count of how many times Eight called Valkorion a decrepit old geezer and told him to shut up these chapters.

Me, shocked: How is he tanking that lightning without a flinch?!

Then again, he did do the exact same thing during the Arcann fight, so maybe it's a combination of his sheer endurance/pain threshold as well as getting used to it. Either way, what a way to stunt on Valkorion. I'd be reeling if I threw lightning at an agent and they stood up. Extremely badass glitch.

Eight: My head's not a halfway house for immortal Sith, but I guess you found that out the hard way.

The only house it is for is Jadus, and you're no Jadus! Get lost!

Arcann: The Outlander didn't kill us. You did.

Oddly enough, I found I liked this ending more than the LS spare everyone version, most likely because it felt more cathartic for Vaylin and Arcann to face Valkorion with their full rage. Eight and Vaylin for some reason....saw eye-to-eye in their brief and vitriolic interactions, which sounds insane to say but can be attributed to how they understand primal emotion more than anything else.

It also felt more rewarding to fight the whole family with little to no help-- as an Echani warrior and one who fights alone, Eight would have it no other way; anything less than their full power would besmirch the honor of their duel and if he cannot have honor anywhere else, he'll make damn sure to have it on the battlefield. No help. No mitigation. Just his own strength, and theirs.

Lana: Theron!

Theron: Go. Save yourself. I'll cover you.

Lana: We fight together, we die together.

Theron: Now that's more like it.

The besties....;_; And poor Theron's sad face getting injured, he looks like a kicked puppy?? Why is he sad? Did it hurt that much? I really love them looking out for one another-- I rarely ever got this moment because it was always Arcann and Senya, so seeing them literally go ride or die was insane. They're lucky Eight can't hear or see them; he'd have thrashed that whole room to bits. What kind of agent would he be if his keepers had to die for him?

EAT THIS RIGHT HOOK VALKORIONNN

Eight followed Theron's example and decided Valkorion's crusty ass was overdue for a massive whoopin', and there's nothing he wanted more than to beat him to death with his bare hands. No powers. No poison. No blasters. Just the feeling of having your skull bashed in with mortal fists. As a martial artist, it was his duty to bring that Sith Lord who'd relied too long on power borrowed from others crashing back down into the cold, hard earth... starting with his body.

Can you imagine the absolute bewilderment he had to feel seeing this goddamn agent crack his knuckles and decide to go mano-e-mano to his godly self? It's the ultimate humiliation.

He beat him. He had to. For Jadus. For himself. Valkorion stood no chance at conquering his mind, to be honest-- for that to work, he himself would have to have a mind like people and on the inside....he is not that.

I'll write out exactly how I imagined it soon, but there's something about Valkorion stepping in and expecting a man, and finding instead what can only be called a wolf in his place.

I also headcanon he only used Eight as a stepping stool to get to Jadus, who shares the other side of the force bond and is his real goal to possess; but where he expected an easy fight he got a mind he couldn't break because it in no way resembled that of any other sentient he'd met. Eight's other personal stake in this is that Valkorion is blocking both sides of his and Jadus' force bond, and for this arrogant Sith to take away what had given him meaning in his life would instill a rage like he'd never known.

Eight: No more nightmares. No more interruptions from a crusty old ghost. I can get used to this.

It's finally fucking over. This was an ultimately tragic part of his life despite the good it meant for others around him and the galaxy; but it had left him isolated and more soaked in blood than the entire agent chapter. It was his duty. It was his burden. It was his wound to bear.

He's laid the dead to rest, and now he will leave. Whatever that means for him.

#swtor #kotfe/et au #it's....crazy how the Alliance usually becomes a home for other characters and it was the exact opposite for Eight #like a duty that had been hoisted on him that he had no choice to fulfill #it fed the side of him that wasn't a person but a weapon and a beast more than anything else until it was fat on blood #and....oh Eight you'll never find what you seek like this #still he leaves victory in his wake #as he always does

[brothersonahotelbed]

being trans but not out to anyone at school is so fun sometimes because it's like haha YES i AM a girl >:) ...... a girl with a SECRET!!!.. and the best thing is that no one will ever know enough to ask me if i go by different pronouns because they're all well-intentioned (albeit ignorant) cishets so i'm pretty safe here with my little secrets and my secret little tumblr where i can call myself a faggot and all my mutuals will reblog in support. life is beautiful

#loquitur #been falling in love with anonymity lately... i dont tell my acquaintances at school SHIT about myself and it's like im playing a game #like hide and seek except if they find you you'll have to spend about 10 years explaining yourself to them and trying to live up to the #cishet standard of being queer & trans #HAHA YESS I CAN EXIST AS MYSELF IN THE PRESENCE OF OTHER PEOPLE AND STILL MAINTAIN PRIVACY + AN UNDERSTANDING OF MYSELF

[piscadilly]

hi can i just have a fucking break

#without people retroactively deciding that my boundaries being set and enforced and genuine care towards others was abusive or something #without people maliciously misunderstanding me and running away with it #without people interpreting my trauma/stress responses as me being abusive #without people thinking that me talking about how i was hurt publicly until i'm able to get over it is uncalled for and not letting things #go. #without people thinking they're the real victim because i didn't shut up and sit down and take their mistreatment of me #without people expressing doubt about my trauma triggers and mental illnesses #without people looking for any excuse to drop me even if its actively harmful to me #without people literally stalking me to the point of a decade ago just to find the slightest misstep i ever made #without convening with my literal abusers i have been hiding from for years #just leave me the fuck alone! #i have “do not pretend to be my friend or that you like me” on my byf for a huge fucking reason #you'll keep us both from a lot of stress and heartache if you just fuck off when you want to #instead of trying to DARVO me because you got tired of pretending #contrary to popular belief i dont seek this shit out nor do i like being in this position #i just want to be happy and healthy and being hurt constantly by ex friends escalating shit does not sound very happy or healthy

[el-im]

Hello! I've been following you for a while now and I'm really fascinated by the amount of interests and knowledge you have (your art, writing, music taste, the books you read, the way your tumblr is organized etc.) You obviously don't have to answer if you don't want to, but what motivates you do pursue all of this? e.g., how do you find your way through vast and overwhelming fields like literature? I have a lot of respect for you and the things you do, you're very cool! Wishing you the best 🍀

hello !!! first--just want to say thank you for sending this and what a marvelous question it is. i've just gotten back from dinner with my neighbors, the afterglow of that all around me, and coming home to find this crowned my whole wonderful day <3

regarding motivation: boy is that a tough one! in all honesty--i am prone to periods where I cannot... seem to function at all, and am impelled to complete tasks not by interest, or investment, or curiousity, but exclusively by the push of anxiety (despite how down/out I ever feel, my anxiousness wins over--I may put off assignments for school as long as i can, but always complete them before they're due. the idea of not doing what has to be done--when it has to be done--mortifies me). bourdain (bourdain <3) talked about having an "inner hippie"...

and my "inner hippie" is just a depressed incarnation of myself. trying to "out-wit" that person is all i ever do--my whole life is an effort to try not to let that person take the reins. though it is easier, no fruit grows there!! so... I try to keep my eyes open. one of the most remarkable, and life-changing things I've ever read was this summary of a book (I haven't even gotten around to reading it yet--but just the concept floored me, and I think of it with regularity, despite not having actually read it... yet): a writer took eleven experts in their fields with her on a walk in the same neighborhood. the idea was that there were things they observed due to their training that others took for granted, or paid little attention to, but which were central to their work and lives. the geologist pointed out the significance of the gravel that crunched below their feet, talking about how long it had been in the area, what vital events in earth's history it "bore witness" to, where it was going next, and why... when i go hiking with my mother, who used to work in a jam kitchen making preserves and jellies and marmalades, she points out all the plants she and her friends used to come out to harvest, telling me they'd arrive with empty bags and leave carrying their body weight once over, their arms aching under the weight of ripening prickly pears... when i have lunch with my friend, the psychologist, the questions he points at me about what i imagine the motivations of the people in my stories may be, i get a glimpse into his world, and the way he appraises things.

motivation is hard to speak about--because it's so nebulous. it's everywhere, and it is derived from sharing, and knowing, and understanding... in spanish--there's a distinction made between those last two--very deliberately (and i think--accurately). there are two forms of the verb "to know"--saber--to understand (almost academically/indisputably) and conocer--to be familiar with. both are needed to orient yourself in the world. it does a great deal of good to read about something, or watch documentaries about it, or hear it discussed! but seeing it in action--being present--provides (not better) but different information that you would otherwise not have access to. try to seek out both--when possible.

when he was still around, my dad would tell me: there's nothing you can't learn if you know how to read. and my mom led more by example. each week i followed her out of the library, clutching my own bag of books just like her and hers. for me--reading has always been how i sought things out and discovered them. i grew up in a desert, which didn't make going outdoors/to events very pleasant, so i lived in books. as i grew up, i've found ways to manifest those concepts in a more familiar setting.

entranced by oliver sacks' writing (i first read his book the man who mistook his wife for a hat in my freshman year of high school), i became intensely interested in biology, naturalism, and the human aspect of medicine (what struck me about sacks--a neurologist--was the extent to which he got to know his patients. he often would visit them for a week, or month, and come to understand how they lived their lives on a daily basis, rather than relying on 30 minute visits in an office to understand their condition--which is how i had known doctors to be). i began reading more about the topics he'd write about--pulling the books he mentioned as being formative/interesting from my local library, or on archive.com, (which is beloved and invaluable to me). even now, there is a list entitled "BOOKS" (intended to be a list of things i mean to read) taped beside my mirror on the wall, the 4th and 5th items on which are volumes he's mentioned in awakenings, which i am just reading now. this knowledge has been supplemented by my recent anatomy classes, by the dissections i do and the labs i perform. knowing how he writes about neurological phenomenon and seeing a neuron under a microscope makes an essential connection--i’d understand both less without the other. 

finding your way through literature--as i'm sure you know!--is a ridiculous and mind-bogglingly intensive task. the best thing to do is to find a strong trail marker (an author/concept you like), then saunter on it. turn, circle, backtrack, see another path a mile off and veer to meet it. and mind the guide posts (there's so many bad books in the world--keep an eye out for award winning ones, and be mindful of stickers that say the author won an award (but for another work--not this one) i've often been the victim of disappointment there. of course, awards aren't the ultimate indicator of a good book, and there's wonderful ones out there that fly under everyone's noses but yours--but! they're a decent sign to look out for--to help you pick out north when you're feeling lost).

i spend a lot of my time in goodwill aisles, the secondhand bookstore in town (which--unlike goodwill--is alphabetized--and though sometimes wrongly--arranged by general theme/content), and on rare occasions, in... actual bookstores. though these tend to give me the heebie jeebies because 1) i like older books, and all their misprints, annotations from previous owners, and yellowing pages and 2) i don't believe books should be that expensive (also why i'm constantly touting the merits of archive.org and libgen.is--between them they have most everything i'd ever want to read. keeping an eye out for authors/concepts/buzzwords ("watchmaker" for biology, for example) is helpful. you just have to figure out what to keep an eye out for--which there's no rhyme or reason to learning, it just comes after a lot of time and missteps.

so--the only thing i can recommend, to both points--both motivation and navigation--is dig. if you come across a quote you really like on tumblr, give the article it's from a read. if you find a painter you like, look up the archive of their work on google arts and culture and sort through to find your favorite pieces, then post them here to remind yourself of them. if a friend recommends a book, carve time out to really give it a shot, instead of just saying you'll check it out (i am very guilty of this--many times over). try to get the most information you can out of the things that catch your eye--and you'll find that behind them are a million different connections to a million other fascinating things in their same vein. (i learned about estuaries for the first time almost a year ago. they're the brackish areas where rivers meet the sea, and they're a wild, magnificent mix of ocean and mineral, dragged from miles and miles and miles from the silt of the land. extraordinary things live there which can't tolerate freshwater/briny conditions, and only live in the in-between. since reading about them, i've sought out examples of where they are--and now am reading about the florida everglades, the san francisco bay... one thing leads to another. life is a process of being fascinated by a litany of things, without end). don't be content with approximate, fragmented knowledge. pull up the wikipedia article, google the origin of the term, look up pictures. allow yourself the joy of discovery <3

#asks #i got sentimental idk. i called my mom in the middle of this because she wanted to know how the lemon meringue pie i made went over #but <3 #i dont know anything #invest time in the things you enjoy. you'll find you have more interests than you could have imagined and that they'll be awakened by #things you'll only find if you seek out the answers to your questions #also--again--this ask is so terrific and wonderful and i cant thank you enough for it.

[pilarsofsalt]

dostoevsky rolling in his grave rn watching me listen to checkmate atheists! and cotard's solution on repeat

#will wood #wwatt #salt's music propaganda #dostoevsky #the song with five names #its all about the My Lord #I know enough to get my facts right #And that's good enough for me #And everything and everyone will die soon #And we'll have nothing left for us to lie to #No matter what we seek you'll never find truth #So give me that old time religion #... y'know??

[aalt-ctrl-del]

The whole thing about Ao3 and inappropriate content is also very confusing, cause I never see it, but people really like to talk about it, and a lot like to circulate this ideal that you’re gonna find niche topics on Ao3 that are controversial.

Disclaimer for the usual spiel on better moderation and also we should not ignore stuff that should be removed when it is meant to reach a certain audience, censorship being a slippery slope and what not.

But if or whenever I run into that sort of stuff, I typically don’t interact of give it traction. It’s impossible to ignore problematic stuff into obscurity, but I see a lot of sjws with maybe good intentions, screaming very loudly about all the terrible stuff they found. Meanwhile, you have the wrong sort of people going 

👀 omg, yus. that is so awful. Link?

People are trying to raise awareness for legit issues that need correction, in the meantime they’re also tossing chum into the water. I could go my whole life without having to bleach after each post, filters aside. But more people who are ‘against’ the content they preach should be removed, are very eager to share insight about what sort of content they seem to have A LOT of interaction with.

So how was the devils sacrament? 

#ao3 #archive of our own #a03 #controversial content #moderation #bubble wrap the internet #im a native to ao3 and its always news to me #but if you're looking for it you'll find it #or stumble onto it #but reading is always needs a little more engagement than a picture #which is the argument #but if articles didnt post so much outrage for clicks over (omg do you know how bad ao3 is) and talk extensively about the content #we might have less people engaging with the site for a specific purpose or seeking that niche #but why dont they go after youtube? #probably because youtubes is a behemoth and the algorithm and filters is a mess due to all the videos getting uploaded #so these people will feel justified if ao3 is canned #even if it does nothing to fix the real issues

[spaceratprodigy]

aly canon iris spiraling spiraling spiraling spiraling spiraling in the wasteland

#old habits die hard #become your worse self never recover never find relief seek comfort the only way you knew how like the object you were raised to be #rambling #thinking abt putting her in the blender rn sorry #it's a mechanical bull. the number one #you'll take a ride from anyone #everyone wants a ride. pulls away. ooh. from you

[mintytrifecta]

Thinking about my pookie bear Lenore and how deeply she needs a hug <33

#Imagine. You're an inventor on a planet in crisis. Your sun is dying. Suns in nearby systems are dying too. Some are gone completely already #You try to preserve what you can. Record everything before it's all gone. You make new inventions test new things to try and revive your sun #You're so close to completing your first android. She'll explore the universe and save everything you can't. She'll remember it and keep it. #She'll preserve it for others and tell others you'll never be able to reach. She's the light after a star dies. She's Lenore. Illumination. #And then-and then #Your star supernovas. It's too early it's so much earlier than what it was supposed to be. You're not ready there's not enough time- #It explodes right on you. The impact burning your body but your consciousness remains as an afterimage. It seeks shelter in the first vessel #It can see. It's Lenore. #She was already in a pod. Sealed and ready for takeoff but now broken and shut down. The nova continues and sends it into space. #You wake up an android. No memories. No friends. No links. Something is wrong. Something is missing. #You look out into a vast and empty expanse and think 'it should be brighter. It shouldn't look this empty. This dead.' #So in your run down ship you try to revitalize it and head to find life. Any life. And only find stories of those long long gone #Something stirs in you. Grief? Regret? Guilt? You don't know. How could you know? You wouldn't remember ever feeling those emotions. #You continue exploring. You find people. Your part of their crew now and get integrated into an actual society. #You explain to them what you're feeling. How you think of the universe. They look at you with haunted eyes. They know it's dying. They know. #But what can they do?? What can anyone do?? #Preserve. You tell them. We preserve what we can. Save what we have before it's gone. It's all we can do so we do it. #And you become obsessed. You need to find everything you can. There's no choice and no way around it. It's everything you are. #It's all you've ever been #And then you find ghosts. Afterimages of light living as people amongst you. Your closest friend is one and she's dying along with her star. #Something stirs in you. Stress or familiarity. You can't let this happen. You have to save her. Ignore how you know what it feels like. #Save her. Don't think about how you know exactly what makes it happen but don't know why. Find a solution find an answer find- #Yourself. Your past self. Who you were before you were this #You're a person your name was Alexandria. What-what are you doing here? You were... You were dead. You are dead. #You're a ghost stuffed into a metal model you created yourself. You can't be Alexandria. #Alexandria's dead and you're Lenore and the universe is dying and your friend is dying and you don't belong in this time or the past time. #What are you then?? What is the universe for you?? #How can you haunt yourself and still be a ghost? #How can you say you're grieving when you are grief itself #Codename: Lenore

[stargazerlillian]

MERRY CHRISTMAS, FOLKS!

#Blooming where I'm planted #Christmas 2023 #I'd write my usual message but a lot has been going on this month alone so I'm not gonna knock myself silly trying to think of one today. #So y'all get a simple aesthetic Christmas post instead.💗 #I also will be reblogging more sporadically instead of scheduling them all myself because I just do not have the time or energy... #... to do that this time around. #All I can say is that I wish all of you a very Merry Christmas and that I hope this day brings you nothing less that pure joy... #... happiness - and sweetness from those you love and more. There is always peace somewhere amongst the chaos... #... and ultimately that is what this day is about. #Perhaps you'll find it today - perhaps tomorrow. Perhaps even a day further. Whatever day that is... #... I hope you find the peace you are seeking.🙏

[fallenneziah]

Virgin!Reader who is shy and closed off about the idea of their first time. Who is hesitant when first getting with Ghost.

Virgin!Reader who gets in bed with their collosal boyfriend and is immediately a blushing mess when he touches them.

Virgin!Reader who has almost zero stamina and can cum on Ghost's fingers easily as he pumps his thick, calloused fingers deep inside. Purring sweet pet names in their ear and making them feel so good. Whimpering from the sensitivity.

Virgin!Reader who drools over Ghost's cock despite it's large size. Whimpering and asking if it'll hurt and if it'll fit as he lubes his cock.

"Only a little bit sweetheart. It'll feel really good after, I promise." He whispers against your ear, feeling so fucking hard from the idea of corruption you into his sweet little whore.

Virgin!Reader who clenches on Ghost's cock, mewling and letting out the sluttiest, unfiltered noises as Ghost starts to move, loving the feeling of just his cock sliding slowly in and out of you.

Ghost who is slow and gentle with you at first, peppering you in kisses and making you feel loved and adored, but the lewd sounds of your hole absolutely begging for more of him makes him feral.

Getting rough with you, fucking you hard, rubbing and stroking you, making you feel so fucking good. Hand clasped in your hair, calling you his sweet girl/boy. "There it is, fuck, you're so tight around me angel," he will curse, teeth grit against your shoulder or watching your back arch.

Virgin!Reader who absolutely eats it up. Cumming on his cock until their hips jolt and they have salty sweet tears rolling down their cheeks. Puffy lips and sore vocal chords from everything he's done to you.

Ghost who can feel the damp sheets under him from you absolutely leaking from the way he's treating you.

How you try to dirty talk back but your words are slurred and you can't make out a thought with his thick cock stretching you out ruthlessly.

Virgin!Reader whose told not to cum but can't stop from jerking, hips uneasy and organ abused and oversensitive from the amount of orgasms.

Virgin!Reader who passes out when Ghost gets really going, the pleasure too much for them before they find themselves back awake and being pumped full of seed.

Ghost who couldn't help himself, filling his baby to the brim with his nut, tainting your insides as his and only his. Claiming you, ruining you into his perfect partner.

Ghost who gives you the sweetest aftercare. Full of kisses, soft words of praise, caressing and holding you. Chances are he'll keep his cock buried in your warmth for a while longer, or maybe he'll pull out and watch his cum drip from your writhing entrance. If he does he'll be instantly hard and ready for more.

Seeing your fucked out look and how much rest you need just from one round of him playing rough up with your body.

Knowing that he's left you unable to ever seek pleasure from another man because your first experience was with him and he has never left anyone unsatisfied.

Knowing he's tainted you into someone who now thinks of his cock two times a day and whimpers when he has to leave for long times at work, knowing you'll miss his cock.

And that's how he likes it. Knowing you'll be missing him, wanting him and no one else. He's made you hungry, he's corrupted you and he couldn't be more proud.

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[bylrndgm]

heartstopper did it again. healed a part of me that was never healed, that i didn't manage to heal. i feel at peace now.

#elz's chit chats #don't mind me i'm a wreck #spoiler ahead in the tags: #the scene where isaac found out about asexuality and aromanticism >>> i felt truly seen. how you feel broken and you know you're different #but others won't understand. they tell you you'll find someone right and you'll stop feeling that way #and the whole last scene of nick and charlie. charlie confessing he sh and that was the moment i cried because i know how scary that is #and i knew that he was going to say that he felt like a burden and a wreckage and didn't want nick to see that #it hit so close to home and seeing all of this represented and valued instead of being dismissed as “attention seeking” just... ugh #k fine now i'll go back to my regular byler content im sorry for derailing 👍🏻😀

[strawberrygiorno]

the song with five names by will wood + harry du bois. that is all.

#it speaks #the animatic i would make if i had the skill........ #i noticed that the sunshine is a gaslight #I'm hoping that this one might be my past life #my lord i know enough to get my facts right #and that's good enough for me #and everything and everyone will die soon #and we'll have nothing left for us to lie to #no matter what we seek you'll never find truth #and that's good enough for me! #also all the repetitions of 'you can break a shovel when you break new ground / you dig dirt up when you dig deep down' #listens to this song on repeat and just. thinks about it. man.

[lecsainz]

A headcanon of Percy Jackson x reader daughter of Zeus, where he has been in love since the first day he saw her, and he had also recently arrived at the camp, please

˒ ⌕ SHE IS LIKE THUNDER

parings: percy jackson x zeus!reader

an:I know I disappeared, forgive me 🤧, but picture me writing this at 3 AM, dying of sleepiness after watching the last episode of PJO, AND ANNIE USED THE NICKNAME 😭 THIS EPISODE IS STILL TOO MUCH FOR ME TO PROCESS!!!!

summary: the one where you're a daughter of zeus, exploring your relationship with percy.

( my last work || my last work for riodanverse || go to main masterlist )

You and Percy crossed paths during one of your training sessions. Luke was giving Percy a tour of the camp, and when Percy laid eyes on you, he halted abruptly, as if struck by lightning. For some inexplicable reason, he felt an urgent need to know who you were, as if the gods themselves demanded it.

Percy's eyes widened as he observed you from across the training grounds. "Who's that?" he asked, pointing a finger in your direction. Luke suppressed a chuckle, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Her? Oh, that's Y/N, daughter of Zeus." Percy squinted, trying to decipher your actions, as you accidentally summoned a small lightning bolt that fizzled out near your feet. His eyebrows shot up in surprise. "Does that happen often?" Luke grinned. "Only when she's particularly excited, which, by the way, is most of the time. You should see her during thunderstorms!" Percy blinked, watching as you waved sheepishly, causing another faint spark to crackle in the air.

You and Percy found common ground in venting about the gods upon his arrival.

"Hey, little thunder, how's it going?" Percy grinned. "Don't call me that," you replied, trying to keep a straight face. "I'm good too, thanks for asking, Lightning Rod," Percy joked, emphasizing his newfound nickname for you.

Attempts at using your powers together proved futile, as water and electricity didn't exactly make for a harmonious combination.

According to Percy, Cabin 3 was way too big for just him, and assuming you felt the same way about Cabin 1, he started a tradition. At 12:00, he'd show up at your cabin, asking to share it, turning into a routine of hosting pajama parties in each other's cabins.

After you discovered that your half-sister, Thalia, had been turned into a pine tree to save her, Percy couldn't resist teasing you about it.

"Do you think your dad would turn you into, what, a fountain? Or maybe a cherry blossom tree would suit you?" Percy grinned, enjoying the opportunity to rib you. "Jackson, shut up," you retorted, rolling your eyes at his antics. Later, when Grover and Annabeth intervened, trying to keep you two from frying each other, Percy couldn't resist a parting shot. He had soaked you with water from a nearby forest stream during the mission, leaving you drenched and fueling your desire to electrocute him. "Next time you want to electrocute Percy, make sure I'm not around," Annabeth teased as they separated you, noticing your soaked state. Grover, being the peacekeeper, started singing the song of friendship, encouraging both of you to hug it out and apologize. Percy, however, observed that you were shivering from the cold as you walked. Realizing this, he handed you his jacket, concerned. "You'll catch a cold if you stay wet like this," he said, offering you warmth amidst the chilly aftermath of your water-based altercation.

Since neither you nor Percy admit to having feelings for each other, you find yourselves in constant teasing and banter.

During a mission, you two start a squabble because you want to lead everything, and he just wants to do his thing or isn't paying attention to what you're saying. Grover and Annabeth exchange glances, seeking a way to mediate.

It takes a long time before you muster the courage to admit you have feelings for the son of Poseidon. You decide to confess first because, knowing Percy, it would take ages if you waited for him.

"Percy, I need to talk in case we don't get out of here." "Spark Plug, we're getting out of here; trust me." "I like you, Seaweed Brain." He stands there in shock, mouth hanging open, unable to believe that you like him back.

After Percy managed to confess that he also liked you, you enjoyed teasing him about his stunned reaction. But deep down, you were terrified that he might have said he didn't like you back.

Percy becomes incredibly protective of you.

"Touch her, and you'll be dead."

You love stormy days and spend hours on the beach with Percy because he can control the water, ensuring you both stay dry.

"Isn't it beautiful?" "What, little storm?" You pause, gazing out at the tumultuous sea, the waves crashing against the shore. "It's like the ocean is in harmony with this storm. It's as if they understand each other, finding peace in the chaos." "Maybe," Percy finally responds, a soft smile playing on his lips. "Maybe storms and the sea have a way of finding peace in chaos because they understand that even in the wildest moments, there's a certain kind of order."

You appreciate the profound simplicity of his words, and in that moment, he wraps his arms around you from behind, resting his head on your shoulder. For the first time in a long while, you feel at home

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