#sent on a cloud

[scoundrels-in-love]

For the Ask Game: 🌻🧩🦋

Please and Thank you!

Hi love, thank you for asking!

🌻 ⇢ tag someone you appreciate but don't talk to on a regular basis

@fionnrose and @atelier-amelia are both wonderful people to be in fandom with and play DnD with and have the patience of saints to deal with me, really. And they're both absolutely hilarious. <3

@madnessmadness Fantastic writer and person, I really blame my lack of brain and energy cells we don't get to talk with more. Same with @mydetheturk

@tardisready and @whatever-you-can-give-me are two writers that are just, wow, I'm not cool enough to be in same room with them, but they've talked with me?? And they're so nice??Just epic across the fucking board, truly. Just, their stuff rewires my brain and brands it into infinitely.

🧩 ⇢ what will make you click away from a fanfiction immediately?

My brain cannot parse it if there are no paragraph breaks. Sees a block of text and just makes the Windows shut down noise.

🦋 ⇢ share something that has been on your heart and mind lately 

Is the noose you weaved the rope for kinder than the one someone purchased the rope for, at a store from some large manufacturer, 'best hanging rope this side of country' on the label?

Send me writer truth or dare?<3

#ask games answered #sent on a cloud

[nonomives]

You thought I was done?

Well you thunk wrong

Also excuse the terrible handwriting i tried. I really did

#toh spoilers #the owl house #toh clouds on the horizon #toh willow #toh amity #technically huntlow??? #a blushing willow if you will #bff goals is sharing anxiety when your s/o gets captured and sent to belos #fanart #eeart

[kurbiismind]

Oh hey,

Sky dogs :)

#kurbiismind #pixelart #sketch #someone sent me their drawing and i drew what i saw in their clouds #they just funky little dudes

[highabovethecloudssomewhere]

(Xerxies Wing AU)

I got an ask a while back about Hohenheim’s wings and whether or not Father would have a pair, as an imitation, as well as Edward’s left wing being returned to him after Alphonse’s sacrifice but tumblr mcfrickn ate the ask and for the life of me I Cannot Find It but I have Thoughts

#cloud draws #Xerxies wing AU #Fullmetal alchemist #fma #Edward Elric #van Hohenheim #Alphonse’s sacrifice to bring back Edward’s arm also brought back his wing #and Edward gets to go apeshit as a treat #person who sent the ask pls if you see this #i would love to answer it Properly #lmk

[mousy-maja]

babies!1!!! I’m so excited for FF7 rebirth ;w; ❤️

#I just sent the order for keychains with them!11 can’t wait! #my art #ff7 #ff7 rebirth #ff7rb #ffvii #ffvii rebirth #fanart #cloud strife #barret wallace #tifa lockhart #aerith gainsborough #sephiroth #red xiii #yuffie kisaragi

[just-slightly-chayotic]

Jeff, Barcode and Us scandalised by Mile saying fuck.

#kinnporsche cast #jeff satur #barcode tinnasit #mile phakphum #us nititorn #kinnporsche #boc new years party #boc #be on cloud #jeffbarcode #alex just sent me a post with gifs of this moment and i remembered that i have the video and it IS AMAZING #the full(er) experience #love it

[cacodaemonia]

The fact that a huge amount of information on platforms like tumblr, instagram, and apparently also tik tok is now shared as screenshots of text instead of—you know—the text itself, which is easier to read and can also be scanned by screen readers, makes me want to burn down the internet.

Tumblr is a platform where you can actually make text posts! There's no character limit! Just. Put. The text. There!

Instagram is for photos, not fucking essays!

Tik tok is a video platform, so why the fuck are people sharing screenshots of Tumblr posts (without even linking to he original post, naturally) set to music and calling those videos?

I don't understand why so many people look at extremely limited (as in they have a very specific function and are not intended to be used in any other way) apps like instagram and tik tok, and go "Ah, I will now use this platform to convey information in the most convoluted, least accessible way possible."

Just?? Use a platform that's actually friendly to whatever kind of info you're trying to convey???

I'm sure there are all kinds of factors involved, especially when people are so driven by views/likes/whatever on one platform, but this trend has made the internet so much less user-friendly and accessible. It's like trying to eat soup with a butterknife, while also taking away other people's spoons and making them use butterknives as well.

#the screenshot plague #*old man yells at cloud* #seriously though #a friend sent me a poem on instagram recently that was just. like 9 screenshots. of the typed poem #FFS #i really liked it and wanted to save it for potential title ideas but i couldn't even find the poem on the person's website or other soc me #it only existed as screenshots so i couldn't copy/paste any of it #i typed out the parts i liked and saved a link to the instagram post in case i ever use the lines but jfc #the stupidest way to share text #accessibility #screenshots #the internet #tumblr #instagram #tik tok #screen readers

[inkskinned]

i had a dream that the clouds looked like you, pink in the sunset. you were the ghost of a lighthouse and when we fell in love all your shackles fell off in great grey chunks. we became fish-squid-humans, unkillable and round as the sun. our children were whales, and we grew past the size of cruise ships. i cursed poachers with my own blood; only to relent, knowing the pain of drowning just close-enough, warning them: do better. be well. don't make a mistake you can't come back from.

how quietly you've slipped inside me, little seal shifting me under the water. this little dance we are both stepping, our hands just-quite not-touching. like mermaids, sometimes i think our form is the shape of the ocean. sometimes i think we are too horribly human, too terrified of the rip and torrent.

i have thought about my hand in your hair enough, and the curve of your cheekbone, and how you wait for a moment to gather your thoughts before telling a joke. i have thought about the tension that grows in cables between us, a little spined bridge neither of us will cross unless the situation dramatically shifts. i have thought about the way you tilt your head when considering something i blurted, how you show just-half of your smile when you know more than i did.

what even are you two? she asks me, stirring her coffee, her brows knitting. i shrug noncommittally.

somewhere, we are mermaids, eternally. in this world, for now - i tell her: i think we're just... enjoying.

#you know.... like. you know. #gay yearning #writeblr #(i had a dream the clouds actually looked like . well officer they looked like pussy. and i took a picture and sent it to you. and was like #what the fuck is happening what kind of cloud is this like milord that is 100% JUICE #.... the dream was extremely extremely bittersweet . i'll tell ya that much. i knew i was changing and the only way to follow the #lighthouse ghost. was to leave my family. forever. #something something something make it gay and make it about being unkillable and beautiful instead of like #''i have learned love is such sacrifice that even my dreams of transformation and love. are about how in order to follow my heart. #there's always SOMETHING i have to give up.'' #& how sad is that! how very catholic! this idea i have that happiness always has to come with #some kind of balance!

[atalante241]

Gonna be honest, I need more (than zero) fics of Zhongli shapeshifting to look like random people to mess with his friends and people around Teyvat/Liyue

#just imagine Childe doing some investigative shit (before traveler comes) only to be sidetracked and taken on the worlds most obscene— #and random world quest by a random old lady #the man could start the day off at some random ruins in Liyue and end up in the desert of Sumeru bc of said random old lady #who then literally disappears into the wind as a cloud of dirt leaving him stranded in the middle of the Sumeru desert #or Zhongli turning into a random child and (harmlessly) terrorizing Liyue harbor and getting half the millelith sent after him #just. the possibilities people #genshin impact #zhongli #morax #rex lapis #zhongli genshin impact #genshin impact fanfics #fanfic ideas #Childe #he’s here in the tags #getting tormented by random world quests #bc someone had to go on them before traveler showed up #liyue harbor

[scoundrels-in-love]

1, 11, 39 for the fic ask thingy? 🐝

Thank you for asking, bbee. <33

Do you prefer writing one-shots or multi-chaptered fics?

Truly, nothing scares and overall upsets me more than having to write multi-chaptered fics. I finally managed to break my curse of never having finished one earlier this year and I am gritting my teeth and chanting that I can and will finish the ones hovering in my WIPs as well. One shots is where my heart is at, even when I link them together in long collection.

11. Link your three favorite fics right now

Oh boy, I am not good at picking favorites, especially such limited number. But okay. *cracks knuckles* You're definitely getting more than just three, though.

sometimes it's heaven sent (we kiss, make up on the way) - a Mashwood Pushing Daisies AU by @dingusttmax that has been living in my corner of my heart and my mind. Painful, sweet and hot all at once. Absolute perfection. His through the deep dark forest long aka Mashwood Princess Mononoke AU is also just. SO GOOD. Fuckin' fantastic. Emotional, creative, stunningly described.

blended in measure the Mashwood series by @tardisready is just superb, fantastic, devastating, cleverly plotted and told, stunningly hot. Can't give it enough praise, truly. Also, ace Vash rep!

maybe my heart needs to break to be sure a Mashwood piece that comes with several warnings that absolutely should be heeded, but whew. The emotions, the love in this are absolutely fantastic, devastating and will stay with me for a long time. Forever, I suspect.

Mycorrhizae a Mashwood piece that left me just! Mouth ajar in the best way possible. Leaning into cryptid/inhuman Vash all the way in, absolutely fascinating and left me in awe and sick with writer and brain envy.

get your hopes up a Stryfewood focus Mashwood piece but Vash is very much present. Hot, emotional and just all around winner for me.

"Always" is in the eye of the beholder a VashMeryl piece and insight in Vash's immortality and the lifespan of love versus loved one.

Sister of Bandits by @ladymaliwan a VashMeryl piece about Meryl finding Ericks and Meryl is so delightfully badass in this, just everything about this is so good. I love the expansion of Meryl's arc that feels so natural that the author is making.

Bluebells by @needle-noggins is a VashMeryl fic in progress that has me captivated and not just because I've had the privilege of few sneak peaks of what's to come. Dealing with Meryl's very reasonable trauma after well... Everything. And navigating a life in the after. Which is a theme that I absolutely love to see explored.

for reasons wretched and divine a VashWood smut piece that comes with suicidal ideation warning. Trans Wolfwood and stone top Vash. The way this Wolfwood is written, it won't leave me alone. If I could do him this beautifully fucked up just once, I'd be happy.

Research Findings a Vashwood piece by @bienchanter short, funny as all hell, sweet. What's not to love. Like Smoke Through your Fingers by them as well - amnesiac Vash with synesthesia, which I think is such a winning combination. And it's not because I am biased, it's really a great zombie apocalypse Mashwood AU: what's it really for (if it's not yours and it's not mine)

There are several more I want to link, but I can't find them quick in my history, goddamit. I've been lax about bookmarking things lately. T_T

39. Share a snippet from a WIP

From what I have lovingly deemed Demi fic - a VashMeryl post Trimax piece.

“I thought you had died.” 

I almost did. Everyone else has. 

But it’s not true - she is here, hugging him so tight it almost hurts. So he does not say that, does not say anything at all, just holds her in return. Her shoulders tremble softly, because there's few things he's as good at as making her cry, it seems.

Vash doesn't count minutes holding her (comforting her, comforting himself), lets the few stray stares drip off of him, them, until Meryl is ready to pull away a little and look him in the face properly. There is an instant urge to turn his head away, duck out of her gaze, as if she could read all his recent failures in his features.

He doesn't, because he didn't come here to run away again. At least not the moment they've met. (He is tired of running. He is more scared of staying.)

Send me fanfic writer ask?&lt;3

#lovely people #sent on a cloud #ask games answered #fic recs #trigun #mashwood #vashmeryl

[wowa-bublord]

You mentioned some of the characters in your AU are based on animals (Moth!Aerith is genius btw) What about Cloud? He feels to me like a Cat that knocks things off edges while making eye contact. But this is your AU and i wanna hear your thoughts.

YOU'RE SO RIGHT. cat cloud supremacy

tbh I don't really have an animal motif ironed out for cloud.. I get a kinda, Phoenix, falling star vibe from him, but those are harder to get across in his design.

#my art #cloud strife ffvii #basing characters off animals can help me with designs because animals have very distinct faces that can be fun to translate hehe #but not all of them get that because i get lazy #zack lives au #thanks for the ask!!!! im back 2 answering them so if anyones sent one in SO SORRY FOR THE WAIT ARHHFGFH

[lilyrizzy]

From my own cloud: Daniel on the phone struggling to articulate the issues they're having (before anything is ever public)!

Sorry mate this is kinda different than what you asked for but it ran away with me... Hope you like it anyway! Thank you to @catofthecanals289 for helping me with the ending, ly girl

Cw: implied past trauma but like everything is so vague, nothing specific!

Calling home has always been like pressing on a bruise. One already turned yellow-green at the edges, the pain long gone and replaced with a dull ache. A reminder of hurt more than the real thing.

Outside on their balcony, the November night is colder than the temperatures Daniel usually subjects himself to, but inside Max is sleeping. Picturing his mum as her tinny voice chatters away in his ear, it's easy. Halfway across the world, sunny's on and feet up, his dad lighting the barbecue in the yard. Both of them warm, the way he hopes Max is too, buried in their bedsheets.

"How's Izzy, how's Isaac?" Daniel asks, running through all the obligatory questions. He's not uninterested in the answers, just- It's more that the answers never change. "How's Michelle? Dad?"

Everyone is fine, fine, fine, fine according to his mum, and everyone is more 'worried about you Danny'. Her questions are always the same as well. Is he eating enough, is he sleeping enough? Did he see the photo Michelle posted on 'the cloud thing,' and didn't Daniel think it was cute?

Except-

"Are you really not coming home for Christmas?"

The bluntness shouldn't startle him, not after years of living with Max, of more spent growing up with his mum.

You'd like each other, he thinks not for the first time, if you really got to know each other.

He kind of wants that more than anything. To explain Max in a way that would make her love him too, but he knows the eyes through which she sees Max are different to Daniel's in a way that's impossible to resolve.

If he knew how to, he'd explain that Max can drag a laugh out from the belly of him in a way that no one else can. Most of the time without even meaning to. That he's honest in a way that is very rarely cruel, and so when he does come out with some cutting remark you know it's deserved. That when he first moved Jimmy and Sassy into Daniel's apartment, he slept belly-down on  the floor in front of the sofa which Sassy hid underneath, hand holding a battered felt mouse out to her, so she will know of course, that this is home now.

That Daniel maybe thinks he knows what love, deep fucking life-changing love is because of Max.

"Yeah mum, I'm really not coming home for Christmas," he says instead because he also knows what it's like to listen to someone- Michael usually- wax poetic about their partner and think can't you just get to the fucking point already, mate.

There's a disapproving pause that Daniel uses to consider how dirty the grout between the tiles of their balcony is. To contemplate how and where he could hire a jet wash from, so Max doesn't have to do his workouts with Brad an inch away from what he is increasingly worrying might be black mould.

"I don't think it's very healthy, Daniel," she says evenly, and it's showtime if his full name is being used. "The two of you alone in you're apartment, no family, no-"

"Mum," he interrupts, the words muffled around the nail bed he's chewing on, "Max asked me to stay, I'm staying. It's not really up for like, discussion."

"Sweetheart, we just- Issac and Izzy were so excited to have you home."

He laughs, not mean or anything it's just- Funny.

"Come on," he tries, aiming for lighthearted but no doubt missing the mark enough to have him flaming out and into the boards, "you can't plead with me to leave good old bachelor Ric behind me and then throw a wobbler you guys are no longer number one."

"Can't you bring him home with you?" She tries stubbornly as ever, and Jesus what is that saying about men marrying people that are like their mothers?

"No," he says, shaking his head though she can see it. "Mum, please- He asked me for this. Don't try to make me feel guilty for giving it to him."

"He should think about what you want too, honey," she rounds, and it's a close call to Daniel throwing his phone off the balcony and into the sea, but- It's not fair. It's not her fault.

After all, there are other things he can't explain. How Max still flinches sometimes when Daniel reaches for him in bed, then says sorry so quickly in a miserable-sounding voice, it's like he believes he's running out of chances. Like he's not the fucking, heart line on Daniel's palm, the artery pumping his blood, or whatever else the shitty love songs on the radio talk about.

"He does mum, he-"

Rubber screeches against glass as the door behind him slides open, and before Daniel has even turned all the way around Max is saying his name like a question. Stood in the doorway in Daniel's too-big merch, he would look like every one of Daniel's romantic dreamings come to life if not for the tightness of his jaw, and the height of his shoulders.

"Hey baby," he says, voice softer than anything he's been using so far on the phone. He tries not to cringe. "Just talking to mama, is everything-"

"Can you come back to bed?" Max interrupts a little desperate sounding. Shifting from one foot to the other, he won't quite meet Daniel's eye. Instead, they focus on a spot behind Daniel, the shine of the inky sea in the moonlight most likely.

Daniel doesn't hesitate. He knows what Max's nightmares look like. Wishes he could siphon them from Max's brain into his own, one less hurt for Max to feel, one more way to know him better.

"Mama, I gotta go," he says, and he can hear her protests even as he presses the button to end the call.

In Daniel's arms, Max presses his face to the hollow of his throat, lips catching against the stubble there as he says, "sorry." Then, "I woke up and I wanted you here."

It's not always like that. Some nights, he wakes up from sweating and writhing and Daniel knows not to touch.

Now, he kisses Max's forehead, leads him back to bed and tells him the same as always.

"I'm always here, Maxy. Promise."

#i need like those email sign offs 'sent from my iphone' #expecpt it's like 'written on my samsung flip phone' lol #basically don't judge it too harshly pls and thank you<3 #my own cloud #fic #max/daniel #except** omg this is why i shouldnt be allowed to write w/o grammarly

[oldshrewsburyian]

Because I am collaborating on a project with colleagues (developing a team-taught course) I sent them a draft document via our institutional file-sharing cloud. One of them just emailed to ask if he could edit directly, or if he should download it, make edits, and then resend.

...This may be a long year of collaboration.

#repeats to self: i AM glad to be collaborating with senior colleagues. i am. #adventures in academia #i sent the polite professional email that boils down to: do not pass go do not collect $200 do NOT create additional doc versions PLEASE #imagine (dear readers) my millennial horror in this scenario #i keep telling myself that one day i will be the senior academic refusing to learn how to use the holodeck portal or something #so i teach colleagues how to use the copier (yes really) and the file-sharing cloud as i wish to be taught how to use the holodeck

[pawbeanies]

actually i would never smoke because i am so weak and would perish but like !!! i dunno what it is !!! the scent is like nice to me ..??? like ??? makes my tail wag ???

#like i passed by some1 smoking outside the building i work in and the wind sent tha smoke into my like. Direction #and like ?? i went weak in the knees for it. for a second. i dunno what it isss #fearing i may have a thing for smells but like. Weird Smells. like smoke smell #sniffs i am such a shy well behaved boy i hope someone doesnt teach me how to smoke or at least. hangs out w me while smoking. #blow a cloud of smoke into my face and watch me cough ... looking away #maybe not even just cigarettes btw. looking away even more #pawbeanies lore is once i sat next to someone smoking on the subway and i didnt mind it #they did and went 'no baby you gotta sit over there' bc they were nice and didnt want me to like breathe in the air i guess #so like. i guess the story here is that i am a freak. and also strangers call me baby .?

[charlybird]

BethJokes spam -Joker trying to help Sofia understand her english homework - a personal joke about a book I hated from my school - coffee with dad - The kids introduce Joker to snapchat: I imagine he uses that second filter on a lot of films, really over using the joke, then he uses it on Beth saying “why hello beautiful” and she breaks his phone finally ending it

#the harley quinn show #the harley quinn show joker #bethjokes #joker dad #I love them so much #S3 E6 sent me to cloud 9 #joker x beth #joker x bethany

[clouffy]

look at my cat boy

#from the clouds #oh my god i havent posted selfiesin forever... idk why i thought i posted so many recent ones #but i guess i just sent them to my friends.... perhops i will have to do a picdump :) #cutie pie