beach day !!

my piece for @thecodywanzine! thanks to the mods who let me go completely ham and cheese on this bad boy. this one's about living longer than you ever expected and not knowing what to do with it

I wish I could talk about my AU stuff without feeling like I'm being annoying like people will directly say to me 'tell me about this au thing!' and my brain will actively be like 'they are asking to be polite and you are already taking up too much space as it is, SILENCE'

calling all goblins and also, all draculas

it might seem like im just a totk hater, and to be fair, i AM, but its not bc i think its bad in every way- if it was all bad, ok, then its all bad and we can forget it happened and can all accept that-

but totk specifically hit the jackpot of -things that frustrate me so much i cannot let go and need to talk about it-

its part of my current hyperfixation (or whatever is the right word), botw is one of my all time favorite games, and that one had so many mysteries i was DEEPLY invested in, its got great music and some absolutely fanatstic moments, some ideas are great to fine, but it doesnt make sense, i hate time travel like little else in games, it constantly contradicts itself, the franchise, even its previous game its supposed to be a sequel to, i felt like i was made fun of by the game itself, for caring so much about what they had set up or done in botw, the moment i saw what they did to the shrine of life i felt so devasted i could hear people pointing and laughing at me for having cared about it, the writing treating me like i am so brainless i cannot connect dot one and two when there are only two dots in front of me labeld 1 and 2 that it then tells me to connect directly, to my face, multiple times, before showing me how to draw a line, its full, so SO FULL of missed opportunities, its got choices in there that are just nothing but frustrating bc there were a hundred other ones, i can see what you could do wit hthe basic ideas, theres people that worship it to a point you cant say anything even mildly critical, even about objectively bad things (there is no excuse for that godawful arrow menu) bc they will jump at you like a rabid animal-

i could go on but you get the point, never in my life has anything hit me like that

drew some fellas in my favorite cga color palette

Guess who had a little too much fun with the pathetic reincarnation AU idea :))

To summarize! WW gets reincarnated in a very distant future where humanity is more settled down in the planet. He remembers everything and decides to keep living his life as normally as he is able to. That is until he meets his neighbor when he moved to a new apartment.

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He was an absolute weirdo of a guy who looked just like Vash in so many ways yet was so different in many others at the same time.

He pretends that his system isn’t going haywire every time he is around the man, the one that resembles someone he cared for so deeply in a life that wasn’t his but remembers all too well. He decides to pretend he doesn’t know Vash because he really doesn’t, not this one at least.

Meanwhile, Vash is going through a very trippy existential crisis for seeing Wolfwood again after what felt like dozens of centuries. This could clearly not be him however because, well, he knows why. So he pretends not to know him because wouldn’t that be weird if he acted like he did?

They avoid each other like the plague, the beautiful and horrible emotions that swarmed on their insides too much to bear just by the presence of the other. They could slip at any moment so it was better to evade the neighbor.

The thing here is, that life has never gone how they want it since ever.

all a fictional man has to do is be a massive simp for his wife to make me sooooo stupid

love letters doodles n_n

ROLE (role) CRITICAL (critical)

When Vampire Bakugou feeds on reader for the first time 👀

oh WOOF. you know the thing about it is that he's so stubborn akfjriwkql he's very consistently like. no. no. it's not happening. no. don't ever bring it up again. shut up. AKFHDUSIAK

you'd probably have to actually seriously ask him to do it—and even then he's putting up such a fight. bc he really doesn't want to feel like...an animal 🥺 he detests feeling out of control of himself, and he really doesn't know what will happen if he indulges in that vicious little side of his brain 🥺 and to do that with you ??? HE'S SO SURE. SO FIRM. WON'T DO IT.

"but, it's different if i'm asking, isn't it?"

katsuki has long since stopped fiddling about with human food, not interested in it whatsoever unless it's red and raw and bleeding onto his plate, but you—

being centuries old has given him the time to perfect one or two or twenty lavish dishes, and as long as you eat it and it doesn't go to waste, then—that's fine. he'll cook it, and if you want to sit beside him at his dining table, then that's fine, too.

bakugou watches you trace the tip of your finger around the lip of your wine glass, before huffing and attempting to find interest elsewhere.

"no," he argues. "ain't different."

even from the edges of his vision, your pout is visible, and it's so damn frustrating that he wants to shake you. rattle you around until you get it.

you're an idiot. you're terrible prey, too easy. you wouldn't know danger if it looked you in the face and it is—he is—and now you're asking him to—

even if he could sleep, the idea you're proposing would keep him awake at night, affect him in a way it hasn't in a long time. katsuki thought he'd be over this, by now, that urge to sink his teeth into someone's skin until they quit fucking kicking, but here you are, shoving that desire down his throat just for him to choke on.

—it's different though, with you; no, he doesn't want you to lay there like a dead fish, katsuki wants you breathing and sighing, threading a hand through his hair when his lips close around the vein in your throat. he wants you squirmy, legs around his waist, ankles crossed over his back, hips shifting against his until you're both drawn taut and moaning softly.

"well, i'm going to keep asking, i suppose." you smile coyly when his attention returns to you, and the look in your eye has something warm running down his spine, into the pit of his gut. "i'll wear you down eventually."

but you won't. ever. at all.

he's...sure of it.

I've finally compiled a whole bunch of my conlangs and conscripts on my website! If you're interested in made up languages and alphabets, you can read my painfully detailed write-ups at evegwood.com/languages.

i don’t think people realize how alienating and lonely it is to not have romantic interactions as a teen. Not that i think being in a relationship at that age would do me any good but it would make me feel more normal and less unlovable for sure

i think part of the reason people are so hateful about fat people is because theyre not fat, even though they put little to no effort into their diet and daily activity levels. even if they dont live healthy lifestyles and theyre not trying to, and theyre still a "normal" weight. and because theyre ignorant and resistant to learning about how peoples bodily functions vary wildly, anyone who is fat must have brought it upon themselves by being extra lazy or extra glutinous and if they were normal they wouldnt be fat and its soooo easy to not be fat because look at them theyre not fat. which is so fucking stupid because so many people complain about how skinny people exist without "earning" how skinny they are, theyre literally just like that even if they eat tons of food because they're trying desperately not to be skinny. but the opposite cant be true for fat people apparently. fatness is always a direct consequence of abnormal habits apparently.