Of Course Anon! I Tweaked The Idea A Bit Since I Don’t Feel Too Comfortable Writing About Cigars, But

Chat, is this Jack Merridew learning how to express his anger in non-fiery ways?

My school has a new website, and there’s a subsection is called ‘Quests’. Quests? You mean I put my day on pause and do a side quest? For what, a new ability? Can I learn how to focus if I collect all the pencils on the ground in my school?

Hello everyone, It’s been a awhile, hasn’t it? This won’t be a story, so sorry if you thought it was. This is more of a personal update, so if you don’t want to read this that’s alright. I promise I’ll be writing some more requests soon though!

Okay, so I’ve been very busy in real life trying to balance out summer projects and getting summer jobs. I won’t be as active on here as before in terms of writing, but I will still write for here. Currently, the requests are closed though. So yeah, I just wanted to update why I haven’t been posting stories as often as I used to. Have a nice day!

Happy birthday Lord of the Flies <3 Hope that you remain a classic in schools for years to come

happy 67th birthday, lord of the flies! here's to many more years of sucking innocent high schoolers into this most accursed fandom <3

so something about me is i never ever ever ever EVER get to have dreams about the characters in whatever media I’m currently hyperfixating on. Literally never. I’ll have dreams about rhe media itself, like I sometimes have dreams about a video game in which I’m just me, playing the videogame. But that’s it.

So last night my brain said you know what? I’m going to give you a dream for the first time ever where you get to interact with characters from your current hyperfixation!

So I dreamed that I was going to grad school in Chicago, where I met the most in-character, compelling, our-world rendition of Astarion imaginable. Truly top-of-the-line modern au fanfic material. I might not have been able to write him better had I been conscious.

So as you might IMAGINE, I then proceeded to have one of the most stressful dreams I’ve ever had in my entire life. For absolutely no reason. Why would I do that to me?

PLEASE DO WRITE IT I NEED THIS IN MY LIFE

Also. Yknow the fanon thingy about Tommy really looking like Phil. Specifically young Phil? And we pretty much just use it to have Tommy grow up looking like him?

Proposal.

Philza somehow gets deaged by some tomfuckery and now he has to navigate the server looking like Tommyinnit.

Noone has respect for him anymore. Theres like several people trying to kill him most of the time and one time his own son, Wilbur "fishfucker" soot, approached him during some mental breakdown that started with him apologizing and ended with him telling philza/Tommy about vague and also vaguely threatening "big plans" and there were more explosives mentioned and also Phil got to witness an entire (short but still complete) monologue about how Phil (totally not him) has stupid believes and just doesn't get Wilbur and has been hanging with techno too much

It's a very exhausting time for Phil

Pffft, oh god. I want to read a fic with this concept!

Like, Phil gets approached by Tubbo who just drops Michael on him with no explaination because him and Tommy have a babysitting system in place with Shroud and Michael. Phil though, doesn't know shit about it and is just standing there on the prime path more confused than ever.

Another day he meets Jack who "acidentally" almost drops an anvil on him and "acidentally" trips and almost stabs him. Jack seems very unhappy about those two "almost". Phil only has an ever increasing pile of questions...

Just, random people coming up to Phil and not even listening when he tells them he's not Tommy because "that's such a Tommy thing to say, always coming up with aliases"

I wonder what it’ll be? :D

I saw a really cool post but it was out of date and no longer running so I decided why not start my own. If you reblog this before Feb 20th you will receive a newly hatched Pokémon in your submit box inspired by your blog. Let’s have some fun togeather! 🧡

Every single odd number has an “e” in it.

Why be normal about characters when you can be weird about them? Like yess pop off, tell me about that playlist you made for them. Show me the extremely specific headcanons you’ve created. Please do tell me about that one detail of a character that makes you have the human equivalent of a keyboard smash.

Of course! I really like the idea of them, so thank you for the request! I headcanon that Mahiru takes aesthetic photos for Celeste and gives them to her. (Not in the story, just something I wanted to share :D) Also, sorry if you imagined it longer!

As Celeste and Mahiru exited the plane they took in the scenery. It was gorgeous in Paris, as they already knew, but being here in person made it even better. Mahiru took out her camera and smiled at Celeste, who struggled to not full out grin and keep a small smile. “Are you ready?” She asked. Celeste nodded and took her hand.

Someone had called Mahiru and wanted her to take pictures from all across Europe for a magazine. It was going to be a magazine about the top ten best places to visit in Europe. All expenses would be paid for since it was an honor for them for the Ultimate photographer to be taking them. It would give them quality photos and a nice seller to add that it was an Ultimate taking the photos. Mahiru had told Celeste about it excitedly, knowing how much she loved Europe. The gothic Victorian era is her aesthetic, after all. Celeste had confessed that she wished she could go, to which Mahiru asked if she would go with her. Celeste happily agreed and they set off.

Every place had been amazing. Germany’s scenery was beautiful. Mahiru took lots of pictures of the Bastei and with the Elbe river. She also took some pictures of the Neuschwanstein castle, which Celeste commented on how much she wished she lived there.

They had been to lots of other places across Europe (sorry, didn’t want to make it too long) and now they were at their final destination. Paris, France. Dusk was upon them and they made their way over to the Eiffel Tower. Celestes eyes lit up as she watched it light up. She dropped her facade for just one moment to gawk at the scene. Mahiru was holding her hand and taking a picture at the same time. Then she let go. “Now go ahead!” She said with a smile. Celeste looked at her. “What ever do you mean?” She asked. “Stand in front of it! I want to take a picture of you in front of it like this!” Mahiru said with a wide smile. Celeste shook her head. “I’m afraid not today. Doing something like that is such a…tourist thing to do.” Celeste said, trying to be dignified. “Nonsense, just go do it.” Mahiru said, taking her hand and pulling her towards the Eiffel Tower. “See? I’ll do it with you! It can be a selfie!” Mahiru claimed. Celeste saw her draw a camera and smiled slightly as the flash went off. “..Thank you, Mahiru.” Celeste said softly, her face tinted pink like the sky.