#hashtag multitasking

[mcnobi]

snuggly mcthirsting

[literallyagenius]

[ The King woke, stretching and immediately squeaking at you. ]

hi im.srill cleanin g im just glanxing at my ohoe mb... — ooc

oh. you're awake

*`He lifted the blanket off of them, putting it aside.*

[this-isnt-oish]

my malaysian miku :)

[sugurusladyknightt]

im gonna explode and blow up and die

[roys-our-boy]

Finally got around to learning how to emulate games and first thing I’m playing is FE6. I can finally know Roy. I am no longer a fraud

[worstloki]

I want to write but I have massive writers block. Do you have any headcannons or concepts/prompts I could use? Thanks xoxo

I shall assume they can be marvel-centric, and if not the general ideas behind them should work for other scenarios. Hope they help!

- Avengers 1 but Loki uses the sceptre on literally any other Avenger

- along with offering a drink tony challenges loki to a game of cards against humanity for whatever he wants. its the Avengers vs Loki in a game to decide if Loki doesn't open the portal or if the Avengers stand down and let him take over the planet without their resistance...

- the Asgardian refugees make it to earth but the Avengers refuse to let them settle on earth because Loki is “evil”. after a few too many harsh insults the reality stone (which loki decided to stash in his pocket dimension after thor 2 because he wanted to) picks up on the strong emotions in the room and decides to settle the matter by forcing everyone to sit together and watch through the Thor Trilogy and Avengers 1.

- thanos snaps but he’s not a magic user and he doesn;t know how it works and now half the universe consists of 15 year olds D: 

- steve is returning the stones. he gets picked up by the TVA and hasn't returned all the stones yet... 

- doctor strange is going through 16 million possible futures but loki is showing up in all of them and is apparently immune to the time loop because he’s doing different things every round and keeps pestering Stephen 

- malekith was defeated. now in possession of the tesseract and the reality stone, loki hires the guardians of the galaxy to find the rest of the infinity stones with the idea that if he collects them first he can kill thanos

- loki argues with strange about his title as ‘sorcerer supreme’ and decides it should belong to himself on the basis that dr strange isn't even a sorcerer, technically he’s a wizard. they end up sharing the title and responsibility by passing it back and forth. that works out as you can imagine it would, but both parties are too stubborn to change it.

- thor wants to get back together with jane but ends up crashing a coffee date she’s having with a newly hired second assistant with black hair and green eyes

- suppose the person attacking did not mean for anyone to actually get hurt and decides to help them. its a one-time thing, right? they only helped out because it was a major injury and could’ve been fatal and they acting on instinct and it wont happen again, right? WRONG! they will end up helping everyone who is injured every single time they do something because they want to achieve their goal but they feel guilty leaving people in pain

- jotun loki marks that glow and look like constellations

- the snap got rid of all the older avengers. that leaves a handful of younger people including peter shuri groot nebula loki (on a technicality) harley keener, cassie lang, etc. to fix it. 

- thanos tried to use the stones but they flew off and hid themselves across the universe instead since the soul stone was invalid. this is the part where the most high-staked eater/jewel-egg hunt starts where its thanos vs the avengers for the sparkly rocks 

[terribleoldwhitemen]

ficlet: james & francis, “state of grace” 

gen, rated g, 335 words. 

(written for @12daysofcarnivale!)

Once, before the walking out had taken from them any spiritual performances not carried out in the mind’s quietude, Francis had glimpsed Fitzjames praying.

In his kneeling position, height cut down by half, the man had looked so oddly small. Like a child. Francis had neither meant nor wanted to see this sight—had entered Erebus’s Great Cabin with his customary brief rap upon the lintel, and been confused to find it empty but for a voice issuing from the captain’s berth—once Sir John’s, now Fitzjames’s. Damnable curiosity had drawn him within earshot.

“Christ, hear me,” spoke Fitzjames, low and serious. “God in heaven, have mercy on us, and show us the path to our salvation; whether it be earthly or spiritual.” A breath. “Though, Christ, I confess I do hope for earthly salvation most of all—” and then the prayer had broken off on a ragged noise.

With lightest steps, Francis retreated, his fingers twisting wildly at his sides. He felt flayed and observed, without seeming reason; for it was not himself that had been overheard in such vulnerability.

Francis collected himself outside of the Great Cabin. This time, he rapped long and loud, calling, “Captain Fitzjames?”

There was the sound of a scraping door. Footsteps followed, and then Fitzjames stood before him, a neat half-turn on his heel and incline of his head as greeting. “Francis. To what do I owe the honor?”

There was no outward sign that Fitzjames had been moments before, in a quiet and uncertain voice, beseeching the Lord for deliverance. The cant of his eyebrow was as cool as usual, and no hair on his head was out of place; nor any speck of dust visible at the knee of his trousers. The state of his person gave no indication of the apparently troubled state of his soul.

Francis cleared his throat and moved into the room so that their conversation might continue in privacy—he felt that much and more he now owed him, though it was a debt he fervently wished to forget.

[localbabygirl]

today i had my first day at my new job and then after work went to the post shop to get a package and then to the gym. and THEN i did the laundry. i don't know when i've last felt so productive