Pouches and Walkmans

Requests are open! Bring it on!

[flatstarcarcosa]

content creation is always important in creative spaces, but so is receiving feedback on it! RB this post if it’s okay for your followers/mutuals to tag you in the things they create, whether it be art or writing or moodboards or playlists, or anything!!

[jacobsjudge]

So, I’m moving my writings over to AO3

Feel free to find me here

[pouchesandwlkmans]

Random person: Not all men treat women like slaves.

Me: You’re right. Yondu Udonta wouldn’t.

[rookerstash]

source

[loveisyondublue]

Aww, proud daddy!💙😭

[sulkysnape]

reblog this if you’re a fanfic writer & your motivation to write actually increases when readers actually show interest & give you feedback. even just a reblog or a little comment here and there

[vendriin]

Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 2 (2017)

[writing-prompt-s]

Two siblings are raised by abusive and destructive parents, and they only have each other. One day, they try to run away from home only to be abducted by aliens hoping to study humans. The children think the aliens are their guardian angels who will take them on adventures and finally show them love.

[pouchesandwlkmans]

[thewhiterabbit42]

PSA:  If you are under the age of 18 do not follow / interact with NSFW 18+ only blogs.  

It’s against the law for people to provide explicit content to minors, it’s not healthy for you, and bottom line is that tumblr is deleting people’s blogs for it and not giving them back.  Even though their blogs are flagged NSFW.  Even if they properly tag / warn.  Even if they actively block minors.  

First and foremost, protect yourself.  Don’t expose yourself to graphic things (it does have an impact), and please don’t ruin things for everyone else.  

If you are under 18, please unfollow me now and refollow when you are of age.

If I find someone under 18 following me or any of my explicit side blogs, I will not only block you, but I will start calling you out.  People with way more followers than I have are losing their blogs and having to start from scratch, and it’s bullshit.  

[fandommemporiumm]

[pouchesandwlkmans]

[pouchesandwlkmans]

Hey, guys, anybody got any good ideas that they want written? I’ve hit a huge writers block and it’s driving me insane!

[pouchesandwlkmans]

Hopefully I can get some writing done today and get some fics queued up for you guys! I need to get GOTG on Blu-ray or digital so that I can watch them when I’m feeling blocked. Seems to unblock my creativity.

[pouchesandwlkmans]

Y’all, my birthday is next Saturday, and I know I’ve been wildly inactive, but LOOK WHAT I’M GONNA GET FOR MY BIRTHDAY!!!!

[avi-why]

actually talking to people on tumblr?

 i’ve been seeing a lot of posts to the effect of “i wish i could talk to more writers on tumblr, but i’m too shy.” and a lot of the replies are “you can talk to me, i don’t bite!” which is great, honestly. but these interactions, at least in my experience, rarely lead to anything more. 

so this is my attempt to compile a list of how to be friends with writeblrs that’s a little more than just “talk to people.” i don’t know if it’s just common sense for the rest of you, but this is all stuff i had to learn through almost a year on tumblr. im fuckign old omg.

so without further ado, i present: Conversation Starters For Writeblrs.

do they reblog ask games? send asks, off anon. reply to their answers.

see something in common? you both have dragons in your wip? you’re both the same age? tell them!

tag them in things! who actually cares if you’re following the rules of the tag games or not?

if they’re asking for something, like book recs or advice, answer them.

compliments. literally anything, as long as it’s genuine. send them off anon so people know who you are. 

reply to their fuckign writing!! pleAse!! and not just “ooh this is good” (though that’s nice too), but tell them what you liked! tell them what you were confused about! tell them where you want more detail! we’re all on here because of writing, might as well actually talk about it sometimes!

just. like. ask how their day went.

Also, some thoughts:

you’re not a bother. and even if you are, who’s going to be rude enough to say it?

someone has to make the first move, it might as well be you.

they’re just people.  we’re all literally just people.

friendship ≠ one interaction. keep trying. keep talking.

you got this! 

[rookerstash]

Michael Rooker on Guardians, Gene Hackman, Chicago Memories and wait for it

Michael Rooker on WGN Morning News August 24 2018

[loveisyondublue]

Lol I love him

[pouchesandwlkmans]

The Perks of Fatherhood

Characters: Yondu, Reader

Pairings: Yondu x Reader

Rating: T for some language

Word Count: 637

Warnings: Super fluffy, might get cavities from it

A/N: I needed some daddy!Yondu with a baby, so I wrote some instead of searching for it. Enjoy, and try not to die from the sweetness.

The bridge was empty, aside from the two sitting in the captain’s chair. The soft sounds of the child asleep in Yondu’s pouch could barely be heard over the engines, yet he heard them as if they were the only sound in the galaxy. And it made his heart swell with adoration.

She was perfect. And she looked so much like you. Of course his Centaurian blood flowed through her, and while she wasn’t as vivid a blue as him, she was clearly not Terran. He carefully brushed a finger over her tahlei, so proud to have just one thing in this world that he hasn’t corrupted yet.

“You could have woke me up,” you stated, stepping quietly into the room. He glanced up and smiled.

“Ya were sleeping so good, though,” he argued. “An’ I know ya need yer sleep. Besides, gave me some time wit her.” You smiled and carefully sat on the arm of the chair.

“She’s still so tiny,” you pointed out.

“She’s half me an’ half you,” he reminded you. “She’s gone age slower. So she’s not gone look like a one year old till she’s about four.” You nodded slowly. “Still adjustin’ to the whole pouch thang?”

“It’s just adorable to see it being used,” you admitted. “And to see that she’s so cozy in there.” He smiled, kissing her head.

“She dozed off fairly quickly. All she needed was a bottle and her papa. An’ a nice warm pouch. Jus’ how her biology works, ya know?” You smiled softly and kissed his cheek.

“I’m glad we can give her everything we never had,” you murmured.

“Like a lovin’ home where she ain’t gotta worry ‘bout gettin’ hurt?” You nodded. “I ain’t ever gonna let dat happen. Ain’t nobody gonna hurt our gal. She ain’t gonna lose her tahlei like I lost mine. An’ if I ever become a danger ta her or you-“

“Yondu, don’t,” you cut in. “Just don’t. You would never hurt her. Or me. You’re not that kind of man. Remember when we helped Peter fight Ego?” He nodded slowly.

“Yeah, fucker knocked ya down an’ I lost my shit.” You nodded.

“That’s how I know you could never hurt us. You’re so much better than you think you are, and you’ve come so far. You’re amazing with her. And she adores you, Yondu. Don’t talk so poorly of yourself.” He smiled and took your hand.

“Where the hell would I be without ya,” he mused. You smiled, giving his hand a squeeze.

“Probably at the Iron Lotus, wasting every credit you earn,” you answered. “Come on. Let’s go back to bed.” He nodded and very carefully stood, making sure not to jostle the child in his pouch. The two of you walked back to your quarters, and he chewed his lip.

“How we gone git ‘er in the crib,” he questioned.

“Good question,” you sighed. “I know we said no co-sleeping with her, but do you trust yourself not to roll onto her?”

“It’s in my blood, doll. I ain’t gonna squish the baby.”

You smiled and watched as he eased onto the bed, laying on his back and letting your daughter hear his heartbeat. And for a moment, he wasn’t the grouchy blue alien who’s whistle signaled death. He wasn’t the scarred Ravager captain who had been at it for years.

He was Yondu, and he had the whole world right there in the room with him.

You laid next to him, both of you watching your child sleep. She was safe. She was happy. She was loved. And there was no better place for her than right there, with you and him.

“I don’t deserve ya, or her,” he murmured.

“Yeah, well, you’re stuck with us anyway. Just one of the perks of fatherhood.”

[pouchesandwlkmans]

Hey, guys, anybody got any good ideas that they want written? I’ve hit a huge writers block and it’s driving me insane!