#soulffles

[resbangmod]

just curious, but do you guys have a rough date for resbang 2023? i’ve been in the fandom for years and would love to participate!

We don't have a solid date yet as we're right in the middle of Resbang 2022, but for the last couple of years, we've been opening sign-ups right around Halloween time. Just make sure to keep an eye out on Tumblr for announcements, or you can join our Discord!

[beepathan]

demencia with A2 and black hat with A5 please uwuwu

not sure if i like the coloured version BUT i made it so it will be included.

thanks for requesting!

[bisexxi]

shrek, grilled cheese bc when we met up we ate grilled cheese and i love you and grilled cheese, and confiding in your best friend

i love you but shrek....ill slam you down rat

what are 3 things u associate with me

[safegod-moved]

top 5 reasons linell is the worst

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1. she never pays attention to me2. always makes fun of me and calls me a baby even tho im Naught and also im taller than she is so like damn whos the Real Loser here huh3. has never had nestea4. she looks like a square but i love her anyway5. oppressive bitch

ask me my top 5 anything! / @reddacted

[jinlian]

soulffles replied to your post “another, more comprehensive callout post for tumblr user jinlian as...”

making a callout post for yourself is a power move

trust no one, not even yourself

[cerisebian-remade]

@soulffles u heard her!!! get some sleep 😴😴

[millababicheva]

purnple even tho i already kno ur a taurus

what’s your astrological sign?

wrow,, thank you for remembering….. you’re also very right, i am painfully a Typical Taurus, tbh….

what’s the best piece of advice you ever received?

as;ljfaskldfj gOD i cannot remember anything i just wing it

when’s the last time you followed your instincts?

when i took my bio test earlier this week……. for real tho

what’s your favorite food?

there’s a lot of room in my heart for anything chocolate and ice cream…… but dish-wise, i’m a sucker for barbecue (especially my grandma’s korean barbecue……damn….) and this dish called kare kare, which is oxtail in peanut sauce mixed with other vegetables like string beans and whatever is the english version of pechay 

what’s your secret dream?

hmmm it’s not too secret but not a lot of people know and i don’t bother saying so like… my secret dream is – besides publishing a couple books – to someday settle down with my wife, and we’ll adopt and/or foster kids, especially older kids, and like….. alfjasldkj i’m so extra i have like extra details worked in too but that’s like the gist of it just know that i’m a domestic mess and love kids

send me a color!

[badamore]

fic title, and it's Like This bc im starved for a pirate au: Davy Jones' Locker and Life Insurance

now i could write you a high school au about quiet pov outsider davy jones whose mother is an insurance agent and his observations of the senior couple forever making out in the corridor so he can’t get to his locker

BUT I HEAR YOU

PIRATE AU IT IS

one of yuri plisetsky’s teenage fantasies features yuuri as the terror of the pacific, never before defeated in battle, simultaneously in conflict with three different empires at once, and commander of a fleet of thousands of ships. obviously this is heavily inspired by the historical figure of lady pirate ching shih. give him a break, he’s 15 years old

in yuri’s head, he rises rapidly from the lowly position of cabin boy to first mate. he glares threateningly at yuuri’s rival captains at negotiating tables. he personally takes out naval officers trying to chase them down. he sneaks into captain katsuki’s cabin at night and makes out with yuuri in the middle of gunfights

yuuri is such a force of nature and so impossible to capture that his government offers him amnesty. yuuri, who is very tired, seriously considers ending his career

IF YOU RETIRE NOW, I’LL MAKE YOU REGRET IT FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE, yuri yells.

hey, yurio? says real-life yuuri now, knocking on yurio’s door in his and viktor’s apartment in st. petersburg at 8am. you ok? you’re talking in your sleep.

i’m fine, yuri mutters, and rolls over and pulls the covers over his head.

send me a made-up fic title and i’ll tell you what i would write to go with it