long mornings and longer thoughts

anonymous asked:

Have you ever talked about how weretiger!arin and the other were-creatures in your au were initially infected? Cuz they wouldn't have been born a were-creature, right? It seems like it would be a big moment in their lives

I had actually thought about this exact thing shortly after this au took off! Whether they were cursed to transform against their will or maybe they had this affliction transferred to them early in their lives I wasnt sure. But the idea of them having to face society and readjust to their previous way of life with this added burden of being so unnatural and different piqued my interest!

(This is actually longer than I expected it to be so im gonna put a readmore okay?)

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willuer  asked:

Do you have any ideas for 70s/80s/90s male on male AUs?? (doesn't have to include homophobia we can pretend it was all good at that time!!) thanks xx

I’d rather not do gender-specific prompts, hope you can still use these anyway:


  • Almost Famous!AU. I’m a nerdy, awkward teenager trying to become a journalist. I talk to this editor and he tasks me with interviewing a band who’s perfoming that Friday night. With my slightly oversized suit jacket and my notepad, I sneak out to go to the club where the band is playing, but the bouncer takes one look at me and tells me it’s past my curfew. You’ve been basically touring with the band and you’re amused, to say the least, by this weird kid trying to get in, so you help me out. You show me how things work: the music, the drugs, the people. You ask me to come with you when the band leaves town, so I do.
  • Drive-in movie dates.
  • A lot of ass gawking because the jeans are really fitted.
  • I’m trying to make it big singing and dancing Disco and you’re the punk freak who is also recording with the same label as me. You overheard me saying that your music is just noise, now you make sure to come into the mixing booth every single time I’m recording to give your insightful commentary.


  • Being really gay and really into David Bowie.
  • Reading magazines in your friends bedroom and making mixtapes for your favorite people.


  • We’re both kind of lost, both kind of bored with everything. We live in a small town in the middle of nowhere. I work at the video rental store and you come in once in a while. We start watching movies in the back room and that quickly becomes the most interesting part of days.
  • Lots of flannel, lots of cheap beer and horrible local bands trying to become the next Nirvana.
  • Jean jackets with jeans.
  • You invite me over to your house and I need to use the bathroom. I open the wrong door and end up finding a broom closet with stacks over stacks of Windows 95 video guides with Jennifer Aniston and Mathew Perry. I’m not sure I should ask.
  • Roadtrip AU but with 90s songs when they weren’t 90s songs they were just songs.

Are you secretly a mermaid? Do you feel like you can not contain your love for the creatures of the deep? Do you love the dark, wild, dangerous mermaids that lure men to their deaths? Do you love those cute mermaids with pastel tails who love to sit on rocks and brush their hair? If so, this is network for you!


  • must be following this mermaid trash
  • reblog this post (likes are bookmarks)
  • fill this cute lil’ form (it’s necessary, sorry)
  • must reach 30 notes (or i’ll turn to foam go and hide beneath the waves)

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  • a spot on the network page
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  • deadline is october 31 (halloween, yay!)
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┆ ♪ ┆ The sky was rather dark today as rain fell heavily outside the stone walls, while most found days like this dreay and a bit depressing Shigure loved the rain. Not only was the smell wonderful but hearing the way it hit the ground and windows gave off a peaceful feeling. Golden irises softly closed contently as the teen found himself humming at first, before singing a small piece of his mother’s song unaware of anyone within the general area thinking he was alone. 

Sing with me a song of birthrights and love, The light scatters to the sky above Dawn breaks through the gloom, white as a bone. Lost in thoughts all alone~♪