#what I read is between me and god stg

[starchaserfanatic]

My Friends/Family: Hey can I see your phone? I need to look something up.

Me, closing like 80+ Ao3 Tabs as fast as I can:

#that’s all fanfiction #fanfiction #fanfic #ao3 funny #ao3 #it’s private bro #what I read is between me and god stg #jegulus #wolfstar #ao3 fanfic #drarry #aziracrow #james potter #marauders fic #marauders #james x regulus #regulus black #remus x sirius #sirius black #remus lupin

[lovelettersfromluna]

eating ellie out while she massages your scalp 💘💘

You read my mind nony, I’ve been thinking about eating Ellie out all damn day I stg

You’re over at Ellie’s apartment for the weekend, your head resting against her shoulder while she plays whatever video game she’s obsessed with for that week.

But you’re so fucking needy and you so badly just need to feel her, touch her, taste her, literally anything.

So why not all three?

Your little huffs and whines weren’t enough to catch her attention and break her away from her game, so your plan on silently letting your girlfriend know that you need her isn’t going to work. You have to be a bit more forward.

You start out by slipping your hand underneath her t shirt, massaging the skin on her hips. This just receives a small hum from her, and she thinks you just want to touch her, nothing more.

But then you’re slipping your hand further up her shirt, and her breath hitches.

Because her nipples are so sensitive right? Even rubbing up against her t shirt too much can feel overwhelming at times. You’re rolling then between your fingers, your lips now latched to her neck while you toy with her.

“Fuck….what’s going on baby? Are you…fuck…you needy?” Her attempts at talking make you giggle, and you nod against her skin, your tongue and teeth sure you leave marks all over her.

“You’re too caught up with that game…wanna play with you El…” you moan out, and your words alone have Ellie moaning with you.

Soon enough, you’ve slipped down between her legs. She’s got them spread for you, her sweat pants stretching a bit as she looks down at you, eyes hazy and lust filled. The game had long since been paused, and her full attention was yours.

Her hand is cupping your cheek as you stare up at her, and she feels like she could pass out at any given moment if your lips aren’t on her soon. “Gonna eat my pussy baby? Make me feel good?” She groans out, voice raspy and dripping with lust. It makes your core twitch with need as you nod, already tugging her sweats and boxers down, leaving her bottom have naked for you as they pool around her ankles.

She’s so fucking wet, her slick glistening in the dim light of her living room. You waste no time in diving into her, pressing your plush lips against her needy clit as you start licking and sucking her.

She’s groaning, and hissing, and she doesn’t even know what to do with herself at this point because god, no one has ever given her the attention that you give her. Her head is spinning and she thinks it’s pathetic because she’s already so fucking close.

“Yeah…fuck…that’s it…that’s my good girl…so eager to..fuck…fucking please me, huh? Fuck yeah…” her words drive you further, and her fingers are laced through your hair and massaging your scalp slowly, and it’s almost as if it’s giving you enough pleasure to cum yourself.

Her tattooed arm is flexing while she keeps a hold of your head, her own tilting back against the back of the couch as she feels herself growing closer and closer, her stomach coiling and flexing with each flick you give her clit, sending electrifying coursing through her body.

“Ahhh fuuucckkk, you’re my good fucking girl…my good girl…fuck!” Her body hunches forwards when she cums, and your eyes never leave hers, big and filled with love as you watch her come undone because of you, because of your mouth on her.

Ellie doesn’t play the game for the rest of the night because she’s too busy returning the favor.

#ellie williams #ellie williams smut #ellie williams x you #ellie williams x y/n #ellie williams x female reader #ellie x y/n #ellie tlou #tlou fanfiction #tlou 2

[gilly-moon]

PERCY JACKSON TV SHOW REVIEW

(SPOILER ALERT! I Did Not Like It)

It has been 16 long years since I first picked up The Lightning Thief, and once again...I am faced with an adaption of one of my favorite books that is so painfully disappointing. And now that the tv show is completely out, it's time to purge the collection of thoughts I compiled on it:

Starting on one of the (few) positives, the cast was incredible. I know for a FACT that they are all wonderfully talented individuals, and I aim all of my gripes with their acting at the directors and writers.

So much telling. So little showing. Stop explaining the plot and the mythology to me. SHOW it to me. Explain later only when necessary.

And yet, some things weren't explained at all! I know, as someone who read the books, what blue food means to Sally and Percy. But the show never explains its significance. To the unknowing watcher, it's just a weird quirk, not a small rebellion between a woman and her kid against the life they're stuck in. It baffles me what the writers chose to over explain versus under explain. There's no clear reason for either behavior, and it permeates the writing in a bad way.

There's also a lot of the kids just being dragged from point A to point B by an outside force, rather than their own actions. They never really felt alone or even in danger on their quest, because gods kept showing up to help them along. I did not like that.

These kids aren't allowed to be kids. I stg you could make them teens or young adults and the dialogue/their actions would be the same. That's not good.

Why do they always have all of the information!!!?? They immediately know it's Medusa. Echidna introduces herself and they immediately know who she is and that it's a Chimera in her bag. They immediately know what the Lotus casino is. Why? It makes the stakes feel so low, rather than the mad dash scramble in the books that happens a lot when characters have to remember the myths and how to beat a monster mid-fight. And it makes all these scenarios so boring!!!

Also so many of the fight/chase scenes were boring or anticlimactic. The only good ones I can think of were in the first two episodes, and then one with Ares. Someone actually slipped in some good choreo in those few fights, but completely forgot to add it in to....the rest of the show....

There's very little about the show that feels magical. CG is used, obviously, but at times it feels like they should've gone further with it, or used it even more, and they just....didn't. The visuals end up feeling clunky and not very cohesive, with zero whimsy. Hate to make this comparison, but the Harry Potter movies were VERY good at showing the lines between the magical world and the muggle world, and the tension that occurs when the two interact. There is....none of that in the PJO series. Zip. Zero. And the mythological CG that is there is more often than not static or boring.

Break for a positive! I actually really liked that Percy was learning mythology from Mythomagic. The show wasn't really consistent on that point - saying it was his mom instead most of the time - but that was such a fun and clever way to work in the card game and make it plot-relevant. As someone with ADHD, I can confirm I would also learn mythology WAY better if it was for my favorite game.

Ok back to the negatives - Wtf is up with the portrayal of the gods? For one, they're boring to look at. Nothing about their designs makes them feel 'godly' and while that's ok with some gods (Hermes for one, tho I have issues with his weird beige sweat suit look) why is Ares just some regular ass biker dude? Where are the flaming eyes?? And radical skin-leather bike?? He couldn't even have a CUSTOM bike with red bloody paint and boar heads and chain link handles or something???

And the gods are way too fucking nice. Sorry. I don't have an issue with Hermes being nice but. Ares having a heart-to-heart with Grover? When his presence is supposed to stir everyone up into a rage? And Hephaestus sees Annabeth refuse to give up on her friend and just goes 'awww, ok, you and Percy can go, and take my rival's shield back to him too cause I'm just so nice.' Sorry, no. I'm fine with gods being helpful - Hephaestus helps (reluctantly) in the later books. But it was at a price! A favor for a favor! Not a 'get out of jail free' card just because he was moved by normal ass human compassion!!

Hades gets his own bullet point because who the fuck was that. As a child of Hades, I'm offended that this sweet fruity guy just wanders up and goes 'hey, how's it going, wanna snack?' like, that is NOT my dad. My dad had skeleton soldiers filling his halls and a garden of jewels and a voice so loud it rattled the whole Underworld. Whoever that was in the show was a pathetic imitation.

The point of the first series is to work up to Percy throwing it in the gods' faces how awful and neglectful they've been of demigods and specifically their own children. Demanding that they do better. But if they're already showing compassion and 'humanity' in the context of the first book/first season of the tv show....Percy starts running out of ammo against the gods. There's no coherent story progression where Percy spends years seeing the worst of the gods and the best of them at very distinct, important times of his life and his story. It no longer feels like a massive change they have to make in the system, something that deserves a godly favor for Percy to demand of them. Luke no longer feels like his fury at the gods is wholly justified. The whole series begins to crumble because the gods already have a good reason for being how they are, rather than being thoroughly selfish assholes who only dote on demigods when they do something really cool. And the exceptions are presented at intelligent moments that prove to Percy when he most needs it that the gods can be better, they just need a forceful push to get there.

That being said, where was Percy getting the info that the other gods were feeling scared and abused by Zeus? I love the balls on this kid, but like...when did he make these assumptions and why? That whole scene felt really unearned.

Also Olympus was BORING. And EMPTY. And DARK. It looked like we were just back in the Underworld. Which. The Underworld was fucking boring too. Some neat visuals, sure, but put that in some high fantasy show. Not this one.

One last positive before my final point - there were some pretty good jokes scattered around. Not nearly enough, but I did really enjoy the Dionysus introduction and a handful of lines from Percy. Also releasing the animals in Vegas - Grover being like 'oh, you were worried about the humans' got me good.

The final word that kept spinning through my head after finishing episode 8 was: Pathetic. Luke's betrayal was pathetic. No deadly scorpion. No commitment to that period of time in the books we were convinced he really was evil. And Gabe just stumbling on the package with Medusa's head in it? PATHETIC. Percy outright asked his mom if she was being abused in the book, and she took fate into her own hands to statue-ify that bastard. But no. The show was through-and-through just a pathetic, watered-down version of an incredibly fun, emotional, brutal, exciting series of books. I know there was a lot of heart behind this production, but I did not feel it at all. But what else should I have expected from modern Disney?

#i could probably go on for years but #i am tired #and already went through this once with the movies so #now i merely wish to expel my thoughts and then let the memory of this show fade from my mind

[roanniom]

HELL YEAH I’M INTO EDDIE AND THIGH FUCKING HELL FUCKING YEAH

IT’S MY NEW KINK, I STG.

I’ve read a few fics with thigh fucking before but oh my god. I can’t explain what my brain is doing with it today.

Just the idea. Of waking up to Eddie behind you. He starts of by pulling you to him and humming when he realized you’re up too. His hands squeeze your breasts and your waist and your hips. His mouth leaves wet kisses on your shoulder and neck and back. And then before you know it his cock is pressed up between your thighs.

Neither of you are ready for it, hence him being unprepared for the friction, but his moan behind you has you tensing your legs.

“Yeah? My thighs, Eddie?” you ask incredulously but not unwillingly. He moans and reaches his hand in front of your face.

“Would you spit for me, Princess?”

You do as you’re told and he slicks up his cock with your spit before slotting it back between your legs and thrusting.

“Holy m-motherfucking…fuck…” is all he manages to groan as he looks down and watches his cock disappear and reappear from between your plush thighs. Your ass, the curve of your waist and spine, the angle of your neck. All of it is intoxicating to him and he keeps going, making sure to reach forward and play with your nipples to provide you with stimulation too.

“Eddie this is - oh.” You we’re going to tease him and tell him it was ridiculous but that was before the tip of his cock made delicious contact with your clit under its hood after a particularly good thrust.

“Not so judge-y when your little clit gets teased, are you?” he jokes, but you can hear that he’s gritting his teeth, already somewhat overwhelmed. After that he makes sure to be more deliberate with his thrusts, hitting your clit with intention and gathering the slick that begins to drip down from your slit the more and more you get turned on, adding to the lubrication, and this enjoyment, of his movements.

Ugh. God I just love this visual.

#anon #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson smut

[a-hundred-jewels]

ok im reading the solangelo book and HOLY MOTHER OF DEMONS what the actual FUCK!!!??!?!???!?!? only around the 100 page mark so i cant firmly give a verdict but thusfar i am absolutely LOVING it!!! the darker tone (& its a VERY dark tone oh my god) suits the setting and the characters really fucking well - never read anything by mark oshiro before but they are an absolutely incredible writer and the blend of uncle rick's nostalgic young percy writing style with the more adult borderline horror vibes AND the fucking queer beauty of it all (thank you thank you thank you mark stg i want to read ALL of your stuff immediately) makes a story about some of my favourite characters of all time all the more captivating and genuinely terrifying to read. this could have been a cheap cash grab, a rainbow capitalism and i would have read it anyway but GOOD GODS this is EXACTLY for me. rick, youve made mistakes and some of them have been pretty harmful, but between this and the pjo show and daughter of the deep (which i also loved - truly one of my favourite books i read in 2022) im genuinely impressed at the effort going into making this fandom (& kids media in general) a more inclusive space (ie hiring sensitivity readers for daughter of the deep, cowriting tsats with a nonbinary writer). truly cant wait to see what happens next, both in the future of rick riordan and mark oshiro, and in this FUCKING BOOK whoch is EATING MY BRAIN.

#i dont think a riordan book has ever made me feel as uneasy as when i was reading wills first nightmare #fucking BRUTAL #tsats #rick riordan #mark oshiro #solangelo #will solace #nico di angelo #the sun and the star

[bluedeedeedoop]

👻🦋🦈💘📚🚦🍬 for the writer ask game

yippee thanks for the asks!!!

👻 What is your wildest headcanon?

Ooooo okay im answering barrissoka for this; During the rebels era, Ahsoka eventually meets with Barriss by accident and they discuss and become happily ever after the end i will end my life if this doesn't happen thank you and goodbye.

🦋 Which character is your favorite to write?

BARRISS. 100% barriss. also when i was writing tangled the series fanfiction, cassandra was probably my fav too fr

🦈 Which character is the toughest to write?

this one is tough because i've only ever started writing for like two fandoms- and by the time i write for a ship ive already consumed as much media and fanfiction and humanly possible, therefore absorbing their personalities and attitudes into my brain, making them easy to write :D but i guess out of the two fandoms ive written for, probably rapunzel from tangled the series. dont come at me.

💘 Is it easier to write angst or fluff?

well, i personally both are easy to write for me when i really get into it- like when my brain is LOCKED IN. but okay hear me out. i fucking love writing fluff and reading it, but by god angst is somehow easier for me to flow with then writing yk???

📚 Is there a fanfic or fanfic writer you recommend?

(im sorry in advance) YES I KNOW MANY!!! of course these shall be barrissoka because yes but i know a lot of other amazing writers too for other fandoms!! i recommend: @kaaragen is an AMAZING author and their work And if we fell together has my heart and soul and god fucking damn it take my money ANYWAYS- The author mylordshesacactus has amazing works!! the author Gabby(kirahsoka) has amazing works too!! the ao3 series Clouded Light and the works Lost Shepherd and Coming home to you (A personal fav!!!!). Also my amazing friend @jedimasterbailey and their fic The Padawans!!! Another one of my favorite authors is @lesbiansandpuns whose work i absolutely love so much i stg especially The moments when we smile and those between has me on my knees not even joking (their other works are literally godsent as well). also!! @425599167 is an amazing author and their take on Barriss Offee as a whole is absolutely wonderful, their work The Erosion of the Spirit had me dissociating for a good week on that fic, literally amazing. I also really adore Let's call it love by my friend @stellanslashgeode!!

🚦What sort of endings do you prefer to write: ambiguous, bad, happily ever after, etc.?

ok im a sucker for happily ever after alright??? but i love me a good build up!!!!

🍬 Do you write for multiple fandoms? If yes, what is your favorite fic of yours for each fandom?

i've been in a LOT of fandoms but i didn't start writing for any until recent (last couple years) which are Rapunzel's Tangled Adventure (the tangled series) (judge me and i will eat you) and Star Wars! for TTS prob my fic Painting can wait (guys this is my old writing please bare with me) and for Star wars probably Love you anyway. (even if you hate tea) because i kiiiiinda wrote that one as self indulgence. again if i hear anything i will eat you.

WOO THAT WAS A LOT.

here is little art snippet of an oc!

#ask games #writer ask game

[fumifooms]

This is why I love your posts. The sandwich. THE SANDWICH. I knew it was a sign on reconcillation between them--But I failed to realize how him eating the sandwich with the syrup in is also symbolic of how he is finally letting Marcille (who is a sweet person) in.

You make me realize stuff about Ryoko Kui's work and make me love it more. Because platonic or not, that is canon and intentional no doubt considering the detail the aithor puts in their work!♡♡♡

THE SANDWICH, THE FRICKING SANDWICH, I KNOW RIGHT!! The bicorn chapter. THE BICORN CHAPTER I STG. I love it so much, it really is the climax of their arc together. I keep alluding to it latelu but I think you’ll like the analysis I’m working on rn finally properly dissecting their complementary character arcs. Btw funnily enough I myself only remembered about the sandwich/realized what it meant when reading a russian marchil fic lol 🫶 I looove how "This sweetness in my meal isn’t what I expected but it isn’t so bad, shouldn’t have looked down upon the idea" is the final metaphorical comment of the chapter and thus their arc I looove how the sweetness is optimism, it’s nice things happening in his life and him being surprised pikachu face about it, it’s like Puckpatti and Marcille taking on life with a glass half full approach, and I love how it’s also her. Kui is genuinely such a storytelling genius.

You know, sometimes I wonder like "Ok but did Kui intend marchil, on some level maybe perhaps………. Nahhhh, pshhh, haha." And then I remember how him liking blondes is apparently important and relevant (bc Kui keeps emphasizing on it) and how he sees her as if she has anime sparkles around her hair as per his shapeshifter of her, and I remember- UGH I remember like all the marchil crumbs ever and how narratively important they were to each other and all the times he risked his life for her specifically and blushed and teased (my god he has a blushing tsundere Marcille surrounded with sparkles in his head of what he thinks happens when he teases her my GOD). I’m like, Kui did you know what you were doing. KUI. KUI IS HE CANONICALLY ATTRACTED TO HER. IS THERE SOMETHING THERE.

THE BICORN CHAPTER RAAAAAH.

#Ask #Well. Canonically he at least really likes her hair color. That is something ig 🧍 Kuiiii pls I wanna know. Elaborate. Speak on that. Go on. #Marchil #The sandwich… 🤯 <- me when I got it #I am an humble OTP-haver and canon feeds me well #Oh but yes yes ty muchly for the nice words :> Striving to give good analysis on the table so glad it works out. I swear I’m not gonna be #Projecting my ship into the arc analysis one I want it to be read by non-marchilheads as well bc oughhh their arc truly is so good and cano #and well made… #The other posts in my drafts I’m giving priority to is a Kaka compilation bc I’m entering my Kaka era + an analysis of beastkin tattoos #Chapter 56 bicorn

[bunnyreaper]

hello, anon with the boyfriend (can i dub myself 🍇? is that a thing i can do?) responding to both you and that other anon!

how does one like... can i get tmi real quick? wait we were talking about fingering this has got to be okay ignore me if not but like i've tried to mention stuff in the pasttttttt about like stuff that i like. especially dirty talk or god even just sounds in general because this man is extremely quiet and i've mentioned it a few times before and like other stuff too and i feel like it doesn't change ): like idk if i just wasn't saying it i guess seriously enough or convincing enough maybe?

how do you guys get the courage(? i think) to talk about that stuff? am i just dumb? especially when it comes to me like actually finishing because if i don't manage to finish before he does then i just... don't get to at all 🙃 like do you guys just full send it and it just works?

anyway sorry this is tmi but i need to change something soon i stg 😭

YOU ARE NOW GRAPES BABY!!

If you are mentioning that you're into something, what is his response? Does he say that it sounds good and never acts on it?

Because reading between the lines here, and I'm sorry, your bf sounds fucking selfish. It's hard to build that courage anyway, but especially so if you feel like your needs aren't the priority because you've been made to feel that way by a neglectful partner. I know he and your relationship will be multifaceted, but this is no bueno!

you need to sit him down properly and explain like "hey im sure this isn't what you intended but I feel X because of Y and I would appreciate if you did Z, does that sound good to you?"

Imma be real with you. Some men are lazy as fuck and settle for giving the bare minimum (yes everyone does it ofc but you know), my boyfriend is guilty of it sometimes too, and at this point in life I just have to stop giving a fuck. Like sometimes he'll say to me "I feel bad because I cum a lot more than you do." And i just say "Then put in the effort to make me cum?"

Bcs SOMETIMES you just gotta be blunt!!

AND look it's easy for me to give this advice but I find it so hard to take it myself, so I'm still there with you learning! Any input from anyone else is appreciated as always ❤️

#bunny mail #🍇

[pleasinghellfire]

I Don’t Want to Lose You (Harry Styles x Reader)

Request: What about a Harry Styles imagine, where reader is struggling to cope with the hate brown by his fans at her. She hides it from Harry, not wanted to upset him about his fans. But then it ends up pretty bad and Harry finds out?

Word Count: 8.4k (this is a biggy, get comfy!)

All Rights Reserved.

You didn’t know what time it was as you sat up in bed scrolling through twitter reading the comments from Harry’s fans on the latest update picture.

harrie94: god she need to gtf away from him !!

cinemavol6: harry could do so much better than this hag

grapejuice28: no one likes her. not even gemma or anne. i feel so bad for him. she just wants his fame. fucking gold digger.

sunflowersushi: not to be rude but doesn’t she have a flopping career to be working on

angelsatthecinema: i stg if she shows up to hslot i will vomit

That’s how it went, for weeks since Harry decided he wanted to go public about your relationship. It was on everything, everywhere. The paparazzi were everywhere. The fans were everywhere. On the walks, on the dinners or lunch dates, on the swims between shows, on your socials, on your family’s socials. You couldn’t breathe.

You could feel your heart break with every comment. Jumping between instagram to twitter, going to different posts, seeing everything you were tagged in, it crushed you. You loved Harry so much. You never wanted to use his name for your advantage nor did you ever want to take anything for him. You love Harry, not Harry Styles. You wished his fans could see that.

You jumped up when your phone said to ring. Harry was facetiming you. You quickly wiped your tears and fixed your hair before clicking accept.

“Hi H.” You smiled, clearing your throat.

“Hi darling. I didn’t think you would be up this early. Is everything okay?” Harry said with worry.

“No. I’m fine. How is tour going so far?” You asked, quickly averting the conversation away from you.

“It’s amazing. I love it. I just wish you could come along. I really want you here for my home shows.” Harry scruffed his nose with his knuckle.

“Yeah, I’m sorry. I- I know I promised I just-”

“I miss you baby. Gemma was so excited to show you around town. My mum kept asking if you were gonna show up throughout the set.”

“I’m sorry.” You whispered looking down.

“You’re still coming to the Wembley shows right? These shows are very important to me and I really want you there my love.”

“Umm…” You were hesitant.

“Baby? Is everything okay?”

“Umm…” You didn’t know what to say. You knew how much Harry loved his fans. You didn’t want to get in the way between them. “Yes Harry, everything is okay.”

“Do you promise? You’ve been a little off lately.”

“Yeah. Look, I’ll be there for Wembley.” You gave a convincing smile. “I have to go, baby. I love you.”

“I love y-” You quickly declined the call and went back to the comments.

*

You were nervous as security walked you backstage to Harry’s room in Wembley Stadium. You smiled passing by all the crew, giving each of them a wave or asking how their families were. You were so proud of your boyfriend, knowing all of this was for him. Two completely sold out shows in his hometown.

“Here you go Miss Y/L/N.” The tall security man said to you pointing to a door with a bunny sign on the outside with Harry’s name. “Mr. Styles should be coming back soon. He is next door with his stylist getting dressed for tonight.”

“Okay. Thank you so much sir. I really appreciate all the help.” You smiled at him before you entered the room.

The room was empty. Harry’s normal clothes were scattered on the ground. The screen on the wall was showing thousands of fans slowly entering the venue. You smiled at their amazing outfits, each of them unique in their own way.

You pulled your phone out of your bag when you felt it vibrate.

harrydaily: Y/N Y/L/N entering Wembley Stadium for tonight’s sold out show!

“No, please. No one was supposed to see me.” You whispered to yourself as you watched the comments flood in.

bottleofrogue: ffs not this bitch again

babyhoney: @jefezoff help the leech is here throw her out

sunflowercherry: harry needs to break up with her

hscarolina: so she just follows him everywhere now?

wmsfreak: LEAVE HARRY ALONE!

You wiped a tear reading all the comments over and over again. You hated this. You felt like you were bringing Harry’s career down. It broke your heart that all his fans thought this way of you.

“Darling! You made it! Wait, what’s wrong?” You didn’t notice the door open or Harry entering the room at all before Harry dropped down to his knees in front of you.

He raised his hand up to brush your hair back and wipe your tears under your eyes but you shook your head and pushed him away.

“No. I’m sorry. I can’t do this.” Your voice cracked. You still had your phone open on your lap scrolling through the comments.

“What?” Harry began to panic. “What do you mean? What’s going on?”

“I think I have to go. I can’t be here. I don’t think we can do this anymore.” You started to get up but Harry held your wrist.

“Please baby. Don’t do this. What happened?” Harry’s hands started to shake, his eyes began to tear.

In the hand Harry held, he felt your phone vibrate with notifications after notification of people tagging you in comments.

“What’s this?” Harry grabbed your phone and looked down at the flood of comments.

“Please Harry, don’t.” You tried to reach out to grab your phone back but Harry pulled away from you. “I don’t want you to see it. Please H, give me my phone back.���

“Feeding off me? Using me? What the fuck is this?” Harry began to get upset quickly skimming through the different notifications. “Baby, please do not tell me you believe this.”

You just stood there, looking down at the ground silently crying. He was never supposed to see what they were saying. You were scared that he was going to agree with every fan. He was going to believe them and leave you.

“Y/N? Baby?” Harry threw your phone to the couch and quickly walked over to you. He gently lifted your chin and made you look at him. Harry felt his heart shatter as he looked at the sadness in your eyes. It’s like you lost your light.

“Please tell me you don’t believe what they said right?” Harry’s chin began to quiver.

More tears fell as you just shrugged your shoulders at him. “Maybe.” Your voice was low and hoarse.

“How long has this been happening? Is this why you’ve been distant lately? Why you don’t want to come to any more shows or go out to dinner with me or my family anymore?” Harry asked brushing your hair with a gentle calming touch.

You slowly nodded your head, looking back down to the ground. “Yeah. I don’t want you to think I’m using you for your name. I’m not- I don’t- I wouldn’t-” You began to cry again.

“Darling, I do not think that. At all. Hey, look at me.” Harry lifted up your chin with his finger. It broke you to see the tears falling down from his beautiful green eyes.

“I need you to listen to me okay?” You nodded before he began again. “I do not and have never thought that you are using me. Any fan that says that or anything rude towards you at all is no fan of mine, alright? I love you, my family loves you, my team loves you. You are the kindest, sweetest, most caring person I know.” Harry wiped your tears and kissed you on the forehead, pulling you in for a tight hug.

“Please baby, do not read the comments or believe anything they say. They don’t know you. They don’t know us. Let them think whatever fantasy they want because at the end of the day, it’s you I want to kiss and hold. It is you I want to see dancing at my shows. It is you I want to spend my life with. It is you that I love.”

You started to cry again and you lifted up on your toes and kissed him. You held his cheek with one hand as the other hand tangled in his curls at the back of his neck.

“I’m sorry.” You whispered when you broke apart to catch your breath.

“You have nothing to be sorry for my love. If anything I should be the one that is sorry because they are my fans. They are doing this to you because of me. I want you to come to me if something like this happens okay? Don’t hide away or push me away. I don’t want to lose you. I love you.” Harry said, kissing you again.

“I love you too. I promise I won’t do this again or let anyone get between us.” You said kissing him again. “Now are you ready for your sold out show Mr. Rockstar?”

#pleasinghellfire #harry styles #harry styles x reader #harry styles angst #harry styles imagine #harry styles one shot #harry styles short stories #love on tour #harry’s house #jeff azoff

[bettimbellis]

A Collage (of Yelling)

I saw someone do something like this to advertise their fic- they linked the fic, and then put in a little collage of various comment snippets. I can’t find the post to show off- someone please do let me know if you’ve seen that, I want to credit them. 

Either way, my Hollow Knight post-Black-Egg-Temple fic (linked here) has 209 comment threads on it. I’ve gone through and found some bits. These bits were mostly chosen for entertainment/intrigue value out of context- a lot of my favorite comments didn’t get in. 

Got some good reviews there, I think. Anyone wanna see the collection I have of Discord screenshots from folks yelling at me about this fic?  (Seriously though, thank all of y’all who comment, yell in the tags, whatever- I love it. Really helps keep the writing muse going, too.)

Image descriptions below the cut. 

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Excuse me who gave you the right to hit me with this line at seven in the morning”, with an arrow pointing to the left. also it feels like there are many things to be concerned about lmao  God, Hollow is such a poor baby. A lanky wet cat left in the rain. Hollow, that feeling is love, dear, no need to feel so confused about it. Hornet, my sad dumb little spider baby, go to bed. in summary holy shit this is fucked sounds like stressTM can these characters stop being so relatable good Lird *smacks my face* Hornet. Hornet. the fuck HOLY FUCKING SHIT [all caps] It was so soft!!!! And then it became *so goddamn angsty-* *squints harder*  Wet rag is my new favorite character. *thunks my head on a wall* Gosh darn it Oro course you had to have integrity But also OW MY HEART?! SHATTERED?1 POOR BABY HOLLOW IM GONNA CRY Gosh dang. The last chapter was a little lighter, but apparently you were just holding back for this one.  (Chp. 3) I stg this whole chapter made my emotions whip back and forth between “awww :)” and “awwh :(” and “oh. Oh no baby do not think like that”.  Augh. just, augh. / ...except that bit at the end. ...except that last sentence, ‘cause, yeah. / *hides face in hands* this has been exhausting for everyone, apparently. Hollow knight or: when you are so touch starved that your standards for touch that you want are somewhere in the abyss that has spawned you.  Whatever the FUCK happened in the last section is Oh Lord Oh God What The Heeeeeellll Ohhhh My Goood No Waaayyyy... Will be waiting for the next chapter STARING at ao3...

i was so relieved to read this that i accidentally put my phone in airplane mode trying to respond “it is startled out of its pleasant memory-” pLEASANT???? PLEASANT!?! Hollow no. HOLLOW NO- / why does this for some reason almost feel like fluff.  My urge to keysmash at you is strong Just. God. Everything about this is so fucked in so many ways.

Something about this line just makes me want to. Maybe stab the king in the chest. Repeatedly. And then throw them off a bridge. Idk Actually many things about this chapter make me want to stab the king in the chest repeatedly and then throw them off a bridge. Because *holy shit* Hollow, honey, you have so much trauma. OMG ghost, what have you done [stressed emoji] Okay then. Well. Um. That’s a lot to happen.  God it’s such a mess Ah yes, the eldritch nonsense trying to approximate a living creature, my beloved PK you ass. PK you absolute ASS get over here I wanna hit you with something heavy-  oh / im immediately punched in the face okay thank you for that Right off the bat I am mildly excited about this chapter solely because you played with text formatting and that makes my serotonin levels rise. I don’t know why but thank you for that.  CONFUSION SOUP I’M FHDHDJFKFKGH I wanna join the cuddle pile :<<< let me in [holding Hollow gently in both hands] / I will get you all the fresh-dirt-scented soap Fucking superb you funky little vessels. Oh boy! Spiraling!

Oh this chapter hurts ‘specially bad. Because it wasn’t enough to be possessed and neglected and quite literally tortured and driven insane, now we gotta have more medical issues and amnesia-  I fuckign cried at this one, oh my god. Pain is always a tearjerker, but it’s nothing compared to someone who’s been in pain so long finally getting that first big moment of *realizing they’re wanted* and *heard* and *healing*  And I gotta say, (this is gonna sound bad) I really do love Hollow’s victim blaming. Or how it’s written. I love how you write characters in pain <333 “Oh, just a quick chapter to read before bed,” I thought to myself. “I will enjoy it and feel a normal and manageable level of emotions about it.” / ...Thanks for making me all teary in the wee hours, now I’ll never get to sleep! (...I mean this as praise.) Oh. Oh Hollow. So wrapped up in the need to be useful. So incapable still of seeing that their own gut-wrenching familial love might be returned in kind, whether they have some designated purpose for their existence or not.  Yeah. Relieved. / Oh, Hollow... You have already left kudos here :) [three times] / Have I ever been told the definition of insanity?  honestly the body horror was the /least/ disturbing thing in this chapter. not to say! that it was not disturbing - even then, less the horror and more the. context. i want to punch TPK. into a lake. that is on fire.

First comment of my first reread, and MAN. This opening hits just as hard the second time.  Keep in mind Hollow Knight was made by Australian people Hollow 100% deserves a nice date at the palace if they so wish. anyway, I feel very emo about Hollow, all the time.  HOLLOW IS LETTING THEMSELVES HAVE WILL, LET’S GOOOOOO Ghost is doing Fine:tm:, Hornet is doing Fine:tm:, Hollow is *actually* doing pretty well Good news! Hollow is an emotional wreck!  Hornet is doing sooo normal right now (lying).

TLDR; amazing story, glorious update, poor Grimm, I Am Desperate For Shield Lore, someone please tell Ghost it isn’t their fault, the entire gaggle of siblings needs a group hug, I Am Going To Put The Pale King’s Corpse Through A Shredder, and Hornet needs another good cry. 

anyways fuck you for writing this keep it up

#Hollow Knight #Drained of Light #DoL #my fic #my writing #fic reviews

[cheese-induced-madness]

Show! Me! The blorbo!

god damn you people work fast

alright but if i get bullied for it i'm lighting up the nearest cracker barrel stg

this fucker.

i'm pretty sure he only shows up in like 4 episodes and yet each time i see him my brain does something between a "." and a "!" like. "man acknowledged." watching this man is like watching a beetle or perhaps a moth. i know nothing of who he is or his thoughts. i know not why he's only here for a short time or why they use him so often for that short time. I don't even remember his name. I just know my neurons fire up when observing him in this show to a point where I may turn my attention from what I am doing while the show is on the background to watch He.

This is the epitome of Just Some Guy. This is white bread with barely any butter. This is a plain white tshirt but with a pocket on the front. This is a guy you see in a starbucks and find yourself staring at as you wait in line, wondering who he is and what kind of life he lives. This is a guy you match with on Tinder and you have to take a good 10 to 15 seconds to wonder if he's actually cute or if he simply looks inoffensive enough that the absence of any negative reaction counts as positive in your mind. He is basic and plain and simple and for some fucking reason his pure neutrality in and of itself captivates me.

I cannot tell for the life of me if my fascination with this guy is romantic, platonic, purely intellectual, or what. I think it may transcend that tbh. I think this feeling is the epitome of passing human connection. It's bumping into a stranger, having a pleasant 3 word interaction, and forever wondering if you could have kept the conversation going, longing to know what potential for friendship or closeness could have been realized, but knowing you will never get that chance again, and a stranger they will remain. It's looking at someone and wanting to know what the fuck their deal is, what actions they have taken in their life to come to your field of vision, directly in line with your ever curious, burning gaze. He's only been in so many episodes, but he is just so fucking normal that it's almost familiar, comforting to see him. It's like a brand of mac n cheese you've never tried that you know is going to taste the exact same as all the others. It's reading coffee shop au fanfic and basking in the simplicity. It's like a blanket at a hotel that's somehow just as warm and fluffy as one you keep at home. Familiar in that which you've never seen before. Basking in the few constants of the chaotic universe we live in. For me it just so happens to be dorky glasses wearing blonde twinks that are a dash of fruity.

either that or this would be normal blorbo territory for me save for the fact that i just finished watching neon genesis evangelion and it has been Affecting How I Perceive Characters.

#i am so sorry to anyone who wanted a fun blorbo drop and got me soliliquizing about lameass boyfriend.png over here #like when i say a character is making me go batshit feral and making me wanna eat drywall this is. usually what i mean. #girl help i'm experiencing existentialism and longing for human connection #this man makes me insane in a way that would make a victorian man send me out to the seaside for my health #anyway you guys are in for it when i get my cringe hands to write about twobrains again because this is just a taste #when compared to my thoughts about the merging of psyche between steven and squeaky #not headcanons #i'm not putting this in the main wg tag this is a followers exclusive event #and by event i mean y'all getting to watch the Madness overtake me #before anyone asks i'm fine i just have Several Thoughts and i'm projecting super hard onto the blankest canvas i could find #i think his name is mr dudley btw #this rant is best experienced with the song Separation Anxiety from the Evangelion ost playing in the bg #not fic #barely wg related #anyway this is a blorbo taken to its logical extreme i think #you find a guy. you look at the guy. the thoughts consume you. you consume the thoughts. #brain is tv static

[snippychicke]

Evening chicky! I hope your day is going well. 😄 I wanted to tell you how lovely Moonstone has been! You are doing a fantastic job and I am completely in love. I always look forward to new snippets and chapters. 🥰 Regarding the few prompts you have done, would you mind me asking what would an interaction between Khonshu and Hathor be like? Brother and sister talking, no avatars. I have a feeling Hathor would know about the Bonding the evening of the festival, like, right away. A kinda "Oh that little shit" moment. 😆 Thank you sweetie! Keep being amazing!

My day went as well as a slow friday can! And oh my goodness, my dear peep, thank you for the compliments! You made my day so much brighter with this!

I really wanted to just write the two being shits together/towards each other. I really do imagine Khonshu being the rebellious younger brother and Hathor being the older sister who acts like she is above such things when others are looking, but is totally supportive (And slightly jealous) of his acts.

Instead, I ended up writing this angst-ridden piece that only shows Hathor being the big sister and telling her bro to knock it off before he gets in serious trouble.

(And I stg, trying to make sense of Egyptian deity's relations to one another via wikia is a fucking pain in my ass. I swear I read somewhere they were related, but now I can't, but hell, I'm running with it and making it my own. They're all related in some form and fashion, but at the same time they're gods so our ideas of familial relations don't really apply because fucking metaphysics logic.)

And, in case someone out there is thinking because of that statement, I condone incest or whatever. No. I do not. At all. This is a work of fiction, not at all based on my own morals or whatever. It is meant to be enjoyed by mature individuals able to understand that what they read in this fic is not something to base their understanding of normal or healthy society/relationships/whatever around.

Anyways, my lovely, I'm sorry for the tirade. Here is your prompt. I apologize if it isn't quite what you wanted. (It's not what I wanted either, but here we are.)

Hathor was lounging, watching as the festival continued deep into the night, basking in the music and dancing, feeling the radiant magic of mortals falling in love and lust and indulging in the feelings created. It had been quite a long time since she walked the mortal streets, enjoying everything herself instead of through her avatar. 

It had been quite a time since she had blessed a union such as her brothers and his avatar. She had begun to wonder if she ever would again, and had long given up on Khonshu being one of them. 

Yet here they were. She could feel the moon god's emotions of love and joy entangled and enmeshed with the mortals, like an instrument whose notes were just slightly more clear and louder than the rest of the symphony. 

Except something made the notes tremble slightly, catching her attention. Hathor closed her eyes, focusing her power on the quivering distortion. She wouldn’t have caught it if she wasn’t so close to Khonshu himself, but…

Oh.

Oh no. 

She could sense his power twisting and separating, and pulled her attention sharply away as she opened her eyes, a hand covering her mouth. Heavens’ forbid, he was always defiant, but to this point? Bonding with his human avatar, now? In this day of age, when they had barely begun a relationship? Isis had courted Osiris for decades before asking their father, Atum-Ra, for permission. 

Yet here he was, forgoing such formalities. Granted, their father had withdrawn from this realm long ago, and would have never even entertained the idea before punishing Khonshu for even thinking about it. 

She would keep her mouth silent, and hope, for his sake as well as his avatar’s, that one bonding didn’t create a seed. 

----

“Hello Khonshu.”

Khonshu felt a shiver go down his spine as Hathor appeared beside him, dressed in her finery of her white wispy gown, her crown of the disk of the sun famed by heifer’s horns on her head. 

“Hathor,” he greeted warily, turning his attention back to the mortals below. It was a few years after the festival, and he had hoped that it would be several decades, centuries, before he saw his sister’s face again. IT wasn’t that he disliked her, but he still didn’t trust her, just as he distrusted the rest of the remaining Ennead. 

“So this is how you spend your days? Haunting rooftops as you watch over your little avatar?” 

“No,” he answered defensively. “I typically have much more matters to attend to, however today is… different.” 

“How so?” 

He shifted his weight slightly, pointed not looking towards her. “Why are you here?” he asked instead with a faint growl. “Don’t you have things to do as well?”

“Oh yes. Weddings to bless, little ones to protect. Isis and I have our hands full, especially with Taweret serving in the Duat.”

Khonshu gestured with his hand, to silently repeat his question. “But the thing is,” Hathor continued. “Our queen is happily attending to such things, so she won’t miss me taking a break to speak with you. So, why are we here today?” 

“Hathor,” he snarled in reply. “Just tell me what you want and then go away.” 

“The thing I want is for you not to end up imprisoned like many of our kin,” she stated, her soft tone changing into something steely. “And what I don’t want another mortal’s life to be ruined by the love of her god, as pure as his intentions may be.” 

That got Khonshu’s attention, making him look over to her as he stood to his full height, nearly a (relative) head taller than her. “I am not ruining her life!” He snapped. “Stay out of my business, sister.”  

“Once, I could understand,” she snapped back, her calm demour fading completely. “Twice, I thought would be the end of it. But yet you keep bonding with her! You should be thankful that no one else has noticed thus far! But I  have. You have created a seed with her spirit. Any more, brother, and it just may take root!” 

Khonshu was silent, his grip tightening on his staff. Hathor knew she struck a nerve, making her sigh. “I know you must love her to do such a thing, but think of her. Her future. She is a mortal of this modern age, do you think she will dedicate her entire life to you, to nurturing her seed? Will she forsake the realm of her ancestors to stay with you?” 

“Enough.” Khonshu softly interrupted. 

“Not until you admit that this has gone on long enough,” she stated firmly. “I will intercede on her behalf. Have you even talked with her about the implications? Of the consequences of your actions because you couldn’t stop yourself? Do you think this is right, bonding with her when she doesn’t know what it is you’re doing?” 

“I said enough!” he roared, the winds whipping dramatically around them, not that she was very impressed by his rather petulant display. “You’ve made your point!” 

“Have I?” She challenged, meeting his vacant glare with the fury of an enraged mother. “Do you finally realize what you’ve done? How obscene and dishonest you’ve been to the one you claim to love?” 

“I do love her!” He shot back. “I care more for her than anything else in this cosmos! And yes, I realize what I’ve done! But heavens, Hathor, do you know what it’s like? To have someone love and understand you so? Her soul reaches and begs for mine just as much as I yearn for her. I-I would have never pushed her to do anything she didn’t want. I would have never even touched her, had she not wanted it.” 

Hathor touched his beak, feeling the ache that his face couldn’t express. “If you truly love her, then you know that this cannot continue. For her sake as well as yours. I am sorry, little Khons. I wished that the fates would have allowed you to find such a partner before these times. If it were in the days of old, I would have happily sponsored and adopted her as kin. I would have given her my title of Mistress of Heaven, Lady of the Stars so she could be your queen.” 

“She has become my everything,” He whispered. “I’m sure I would break if I left her.” 

“You are a god, Khons. The god of the moon, of vengeance, and of healing amongst all your other titles. Become yourself once more, and allow her to live her own life, no longer bound to you. You will live, as will she. For as brief as their lives are.”

#khonshu #fanfic #khonshu marvel #khonshu moon knight #khonshu x reader #moon knight #mcu moon knight #mk moonstone

[hongism]

Caly i dont know you well or like. At all. But i need you to pay my medical bills

Tw moc spoilers

I have been in HEAVY sanrot the past 3 ish weeks like its so bad and its unreal and then my dumbass was like "omg i wanna catch up on mists of celeste! I havent read it since my old blogs" so i did that not even remembering that san even had a possibility of becoming a lover of reader except for those early chapters then i read chapters 40 and 41 and i LOST IT I MEAN I WENT ABSOLUTELY BALLISTIC INSANE its ALL i talk about and do you wanna know what made it worse?????

san having a dick piercing like oh my god oh my GOD LIKE FOR WHY i stg ive never gone more batshit insane in my entire life, its all i think about its all i K N O W is choi san dick piercing okay i feel it in my bones deep in my veins

Whats worse is i know whats to come for chapter 49 bc im dumb and like to read warning ahead of time and im on 43 rn and im not ready emotionally. Im not ready at all

I need you to pay for these damages to my psyche idk how but i need you to

- @choism (was previously huiranghaes, i read from you a lot on that acc and rbed a lot on my old ficrecs blog and i recently spammed like last week on this one 💀 also i did take inspo from this url from yours and @/riboism bc im nothing but a slut for san, and i think wooism is taken lol)

at this point i need to set up a savings account just for medical bills i have to pay for bc of moc 🖐️😭 i accept it. i deserve it. i do cause lots of pain and horrors!!!

and im SO sorry that the sanrot coincided with the most san-heavy chapters in moc so far LSKDFJSLFDK the absolute worst timing to have any sort of sanrot… but i admit i was having my own sanrot all the while and it continues every time i write him so!! i get it! direct result of sanrot in fact!!!

the dick piercing was fun fact just a lil jokey joke between me and my bestie at first like haha what if he had one then we were like okay deadass. then i had to carry through with that mission bc??? why would i NOT????? all i can say is that i pray for anyone going thru any sorts of sanrot or hwarots when reading moc…!!!

i love ism urls so much they're so good and so fitting for any sorts of brainrots happening...

#moc: spoilers #mists of celeste #choism

[queerofthedagger]

Hiii I couldn't resist the game don't mind me ❤️

1. My favorite fic of yours: It's so difficult to choose (and you know how bad I am at making decisions today is literally a record decision making day for me), wcar is a classic and definitely a close second but I have to go with There Are Many Names in History. That fic and your writing tears my heart apart and puts it back together piece by piece. I love the queer themes and the amount of detail you put into the history you included in the fic. It's such a fantastic, raw, painfully honest story about bisexuality from Arthur's perspective and I just know I'll end up re-reading it again and again. Also it has two of my most-loved fic quotes in it. 3. The best character you've written for: Nobody writes Arthur like you write Arthur - you bring his emotions to life and give his idiosyncrasies, flaws, heart, and incredible nobility space to shine. When you write from his perspective I can literally hear his voice in my head, it's just - excellent. Also your Ygraine has shaped my own personal headcanon of Ygraine she's just so badass. 7. What made me the most emotional after reading: Alright well its kind of a tie between There Are Many Names in History and (I'm Begging You to) Keep Haunting Me - they both make me cry. But I'm going with (I'm Begging You to) Keep Haunting Me because HOO BOI that fic is a rollercoaster of emotions and it hurts but I love every damn second. god. just. Arthur not being able to reach an obviously grieving and distraught Merlin but still being able to hear him?? fuck mona. My heart was not ready and still is not ready any time I read that fic. 8. What I like the most about your writing: Above all, you are an excellent story teller and you always find a way to introduce a new spin to a story that blows my mind. Your characterization and prose are both phenomenal (and now I want to re-read Somebody Desperate I'm fine this is fine). god your prose is enough to bring me to my damn knees sometimes i stg i lose my mind every time (lets be honest my mind has been lost for a while now)

Miaaaaaaa 😭 God all of this made me emotional, but the fact that you mentioned Ygraine 😭😭❤️ Well and There Are Many Names in History. Just. Ily 😭❤️

#answered asks #magicinavalon #mona rambles #mia tag

[familyvideostevie]

BROOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. that was so much and all of it was v v v appreciated like???? i have like no friends who fuck with star wars beyond the mandalorian so hearing what you love about cal and the games is SO refreshing like yes!!! he def gives off Ellie vibes in the sequel, like obv they have both been through very different traumas and have had their own experiences but there’s just something special about these characters who go through loss and depression and desperation and decide to just keep fucking things up as they go along because they CAN and that means they’re alive and as long as they’re alive, then they’ve got a chance. and it’s just. so good to see. plus that tank top will be the END OF ME i stg i’ve put in so many hours just messing around watching him and his arms and i will go on forever if you let me. and i def want you to go on forever. but yes he and merrin should get at least one little kiss. as a reward. just a wee one. also - mullet cal. yea or nay? OH AND have you read the novel battle scars?? there’s a whole novel that came out between both games

first of all NO HOLY SHIT okay I'm gonna read that after i finish the game for sure. i have not delved into the star wars novels (though playing survivor is making me want to start the high republic stuff especially to prep for the acolye but god there are so many).

i love star wars! i am a lore girlie i've seen everything but rebels which i'm finishing now and the current season of bad batch and ahsoka (wanted to watch rebels first). i think the lore of the games is fascinating and to hear how they are made and all the rules the creators have to follow (did you know that if you create a new planet in a star wars story you have to make an entirely unique and complete biosphere for that planet?? like, climate patterns, animals, plants, everything. its so fucking cool). (EDIT: my fave show is probably andor because of how deep the lore is and how actually like, radical the storyline and the points it makes are? not what i expected from disney).

mullet cal. listen, i keep trying to put him in the swoopy hair but i keep going back to the survivor cut with the shorted beard cause that just HITS for me. he's so handsome and also needs to stop flirting with everyone. (if he and merrin don't kiss DONT tell me. i want to live in hope.)

there’s just something special about these characters who go through loss and depression and desperation and decide to just keep fucking things up as they go along because they CAN and that means they’re alive and as long as they’re alive, then they’ve got a chance.

^^ i love this!! this is so astute and rings really true to me. cal does mess up a lot but he takes ownership of it and the people around him rally behind him whenever he needs help (the found family of pyloon's is killing me). i love cal so much and i am so afraid for him because i don't know how much he values his own life beyond what he can achieve in fighting the empire. i guess we'll see!!!!!

#i also am holding out hope for a live action appearance from him #because i am delisional #cal kestis #emma's asks #anon ask

[marinerainbow]

HELLO HELLO!!! i'm so happy to be back on my feet (for the most part). tbh once summer hit, it's been one thing after another & so i've had no energy between 'events' & work lmao. 😭 but i really do hope you're doing well, i've missed talking with you!! these past couple weeks i think back & i'm like "hmm what's new", & i check out my favorite blogs like usual. safe to say i'm pleased as a peach bc holy shit, more Toon Patrol content, god BLESS bc it's always a delight!! i rewatched WFRR earlier this week & before it even ended i fell down that hyperfixation again (as one does!) so it's still on my brain fjkghfjd. that & i stg now every time i think about Toon Patrol, even in a blue moon, like 3 main people come to mind & you're one of them!! 🤣 things & people that spark joy be living in my brain rent-free fr. SO HOW HAVE YOU BEEN??? anything new coming up, or fun things you're excited about / looking forward to? or maybe something that made you laugh today! i'd love to hear about it!! - 🐞

Anon!!! Oh my gosh, this was so sweet to see. I'm so happy you're doing so well from what I read on @slashingdisneypasta blog! I wish you the best of luck ^^

Me? Honestly, this past year has been crazy for all kinds of reasons. My friends know what I'm talking about, but good things have happened too. I finally got my driver's license and got a car I'm proud of! Plus a job I enjoy. I just need to get my GED, and I'll have obtained all of my current goals. I'm struggling with the last one, but I've gotten three out of four so far, at least, so I'm trying to focus on that ^^

Thank you for this lovely message. I can't wait to chat with you more again! Dont forget to focus on self care too ^^

#you really think of me that highly in the fandom??? 🥹🥹🥹 #bro you have no idea how much that means to me i swear #thank you so much <3 #im certain there are other blogs that deserve to be in the top 3 more than i so it really is an honor to hear you say that ^^ #asks #🐞 anon #gotta start tagging my named anons #personal