#synstruck

Diamond: Rec a fic you loved this year with gorgeous writing: the slow pace of geologic time by @thewesternredcedar stabbed me in the heart a couple dozen times with its stunning pacing and prose and imagery and UGH just read this fic it’s wonderful

Marshmallow: Rec a favorite fluffy fic you read this year: here i’m gonna rec an entire series:  take this sinking boat and point it home by @murrayhewitt . It’s not entirely fluffy, covering some serious topics re: Jack’s anxiety, but mostly it’s beautifully happy and mushy and lovely and I’ve really enjoyed reading all of it. 

Pearl: Rec a favorite piece of meta you read this year: tbh i tend to skim over most people’s meta and am bad about tagging it so i’m gonna say this fantastic meta(??) post (ship manifesto of sorts) by @knightduan pointing out why nurseshark (Nursey/Chowder) is super canon bc we all know i’m obsessed with rare pairs and i love this post a lot thanks. 

LISTEN, I HAVE VERY LIMITED KNOWLEDGE ABOUT POKEMON, BUT LIKE HELL I’M GONNA LET THAT STOP ME FROM CREATING SOME ERURIREN CONTENT

bless u @synstruck for requesting this, AND THANK YOU FOR BEING SO PATIENT!! i present to you crop top central, featuring dumb teenage boyfriends riding around in erwin’s bug, looking for some more pokemon to love~

(hey y’all!! if you like my stuff, buy me a coffee? :3)

BONUS: outfit swap!!

glad you're feeling better! don't overdo it tho. (stream? *__*??)

bless ur toes and also ur feet.

okies, but you gotta guess what fic it’s from :P

BEFORE THE BEGINNING — three sentences (or more) about something that happened before the plot of my current project

“You know, you could have called me a little earlier,” Carla said, steering the car onto the backroads. 

“But then Jean would have known I was leaving. I had to wait until he was asleep,” Eren explained with all of the exasperation a ten year old could hold for their parent. “And he’d tell everyone it’s because I peed my pants.”

“Well that’s because it’s when most people are sleeping, like your mom,” Carla said, slowing to a stop at the old crossroads.

THOSE TINY LITTLE KITTEN BEANS