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[radiomurdeer]

🐾 | A bit of goblin, mischievous turnabout is fair play!

Send 🐾 to boop my muse!

For once it's Alastor that's caught off guard, not expecting such a silly little gesture. But he recovered quickly with a vicious grin.

"Are you really certain you want to start this?" he asked, lifting a claw as if he wouldn't retaliate. It's certainly a threat - Alastor had a tendency to escalate until there were bodies in the street and the only one still having fun was himself.

[athanza]

Starlett - Part 3

Cooper Howard/fem!OC (not self-insert)

Tags: Hurt/comfort (sort of?), non-allowed romantic connection, lots of tention, pre and post war drama, some fluff

Warnings: Mentions of domestic abuse (no graphic scenes or descriptions of that nature), angst, canon wasteland violence

This branches out from canon but I thought it was a cute story idea so I had to write it. Enjoy! ♡

Part 1 | Part 2 | Final part

2296

Suddenly Irene looked unsteady and she held a hand to the wound on her side.

"Fancy seein' you here." She chuckled painfully.

"I know, I haven't changed a bit."

She laughed but immediately regretted it, groaning in pain.

"You uh," she said, blood dripping down her leg. "you wouldn't happen to have a stimpak on you would ya? I'm uh...I'm not feelin' too hot."

He looked her over, the gash was deep, she'd need more than one stimpak. "Unfortunately I don't think I do."

Suddenly her legs gave out from underneath her and she collapsed.

"Whoa." He said, catching her before she hit the ground.

Irene woke up hours later, lying on her back in what looked like a small cave, her head resting on a saddle bag.

She didn't look any different than she did before the war, albeit a little dishevelled, Cooper figured that however Moldaver survived must've been how she did.

"Coop." Irene croaked.

He looked up from cleaning his revolver and saw her try to move.

"Easy there Starlett, you're pretty banged up."

She winced in pain again and lay back down. "I thought you were dead." She said, weak from the blood loss.

"I should be. So should you."

"Fate had other plans I guess."

Cooper scoffed quietly. She didn't press it, even though she wanted to know if Janey made it.

"You're gonna need some proper medical attention." He said. "Ain't much out here though."

"Eh, it's just a scratch." She joked, swallowing a mouth-full of blood.

Cooper got up and handed her a flask of water, half empty. She took a few sips and handed it back.

"I'm lookin' for Lee, you know where I can find 'er?

"I've been looking for her myself, I'm afraid I can't help you there, I've found nothing but dead ends. The bitch is hard to find even in a fucking desert."

He smiled a little at the very different tone coming out of her mouth than he remembered; she must've been in the wasteland for a little while, at least.

"I'm glad I found you cowboy. You're about the only fond memory I've got left. I needed that right about now."

"I'm not the man you remember."

"Doesn't matter. You've reminded me of something I haven't seen in years."

"And what's that?"

"Kindness."

2077

The doorbell rang and Cooper opened it to find Irene looking remarkably understated compared to her shows, but she still had that aire of grace that she always carried with her no matter where she was.

"Come on in." He smiled, stepping aside for her.

"I can't thank you enough for letting me stay, I know its a lot of ask of someone you just met."

"It's the least I can do."

He closed the door and took her suitcase for her.

Janey appeared with Roosevelt, having been playing in the backyard and Cooper gestured to her.

"Irene, this is my daughter Janey. Janey this is Irene, the friend from work I was telling you about."

"Irene Taylor!?" She said, her eyes sparkling. "I've seen you on TV! Your voice is sooo beautiful! You definitely should have won the award on last month's show."

Irene and Cooper both laughed.

"Looks like you have a fan."

"That's very kind of you." Irene smiled sweetly.

"Janey, why don't you watch some cartoons while I show Irene to her room?"

"Ok." She beamed and sat down with Roosevelt in front of the TV.

Irene followed Cooper to the back of the house where the guest room was and looked at all the family photos as they walked through. Wedding photos, Janey's baby photos, a puppy photo of Roosevelt. When they finally reached the room she felt even more uncomfortable.

"This is you." He said, placing her suitcase on the bed.

"I'm so sorry to put you in this position Mr. Howard, I do appreciate it very much. I didn't know who else to come to."

"Don't worry about it." He smiled warmly. "I'm just glad you decided to leave."

"So am I. You made me realise the cause wasn't worth the abuse, no matter how much I told myself it was. Lee won't be happy but it'll be worth it in the end."

"I'm sure it will."

She smiled softly at him. "I'll let you get back to your daughter. You'll barely know I'm here."

"Nonsense," he said. "You're joining us for dinner, plus I'm sure Janey would love to spend some time with you."

She got choked up a bit at that. Everything she had done since getting into show business had been for other people, someone doing something like this for her was something special.

"Thank you Mr. Howard."

"Cooper." He replied.

2296

Irene lay sleeping and Cooper sat wondering what to do with her.

He couldn't spare any resources, and he didn't need stimpaks, so he had none. Could he carry her to Filly and get her to a doctor? Sure, but that was in the opposite direction of where he was headed, where they were both headed.

It would be more humane to shoot her now to save her the pain, but he couldn't bring himself to do it and it angered him.

"Fuck." He said, getting to his feet and picking up his gun, walking out of the cave in search of supplies.

[da-birb-writes-sometimes]

TWST As Lines I've Written/Said

Content Warning: Shitpost, suggestiveness(idk?) & swearing

Author's Note: These are either things I've said, or things that I've written down but haven't used... yet, might use them in the future, might not. Feel free to guess which is which.

Let the shenanigans begin!

Yuu, upon entering TWST

Yuu: “I’m motivated by spite and getting the fuck out of this damned place!” 

Crowley: “This damned place just so happens to be my school!” 

Yuu: “Yeah? Well, guess what Mr. Mystery Man, I fucking hate it here!” 

Crowley: “Rude.”

Typical Ace Behaviour

Yuu: “Behave, my friends are coming over.” 

Ace: “Weird. I didn’t know you were capable of having those.” 

Yuu: “You know what? You can go out and wait on the fire escape until they leave if you want to act like that.”

Capitalism Isn't Attractive

Deuce: “Do not fall for the pretty man with the fancy clothes!” 

Yuu: “Why not? He’s hot as fuck.” 

Deuce: “... He’s a capitalist.” 

Yuu: “THAT WHORE!”

Pissy Kitty

Leona: “Great, you again.” 

Yuu: “I’m thrilled to see you too, asshole.”

Floyd, just Floyd

Floyd: “Why not?” 

Yuu: “Unlike you, I don’t want to die!” 

Floyd: “Boo, you’re lame.”

Yuu Needs a Raise

Yuu: “My therapist will be thrilled to hear about this revelation.” 

Everyone: “What’s a therapist?”

Why Are You Like This?

Vil: “You are a blithering buffoon.” 

Yuu: “Takes one to know one.” 

Vil: “...Listen here you little piece of -”

Cryptid Hours

Yuu: *walks into room to find Idia sitting in the dark, facing the corner* “Did the voices win today?”

Idia: “Undecided.”

Yuu: “Okay then, let me know if that changes. Since I would like a headstart before you go all *insert demon noises* on me.”

After Any Overblot

Yuu: "I feel like a baked potato." *passes out*

The Adventures of Malleus

Malleus: “Tell me, Child of Man; do humans typically court through the acquiring and displaying of fish?”

Yuu: “Why?”

Malleus: *has been secretly using your phone for research and found himself on Tinder* “Just curious is all.”

Yuu: “... No, it’s not typical.”

Malleus: “Alright then, noted.”

Dear Professor Vargas, I regret to inform you that your attempts to woo a potential mate through your acquiring of fish may not be successful. And does the "DILF" shorts mean, "Darling, I Love Fish?" ... Asking for a friend. Sincerely, Malleus Draconia

Octopus Eyesight

Yuu: “Do you have astigmatism?”

Azul: “Do I have what?”

Yuu: “Astigmatism, like when you look at lights at night do you see lines? Since you have weird ass pupils.”

Azul: “...wait, that isn’t normal?”

Should I Be Nervous?

Yuu: “Have you ever been overcome with the lust for broccoli?”

Trey: ". . ."

Yuu: *squints, thinking* “Break glass in case of sudden lust for broccoli...”

Trey: "Should I leave?"

A Question to Ponder

Yuu: “Why do fictional men slap so hard? Like damn.”

Riddle: “Because they are not real and do not come with any of the negative consequences that often come with real men, also you can better idealize them… And anime, ‘Makes you go brrrrr,’ as you put it.”

College Life

Rollo: “I am running off 3 hours of sleep and a single croissant, do not test me.”

Baby Talk

Rook: “Ah, bonjour chatton!" *proceeds to babytalk to the cat in French*

Yuu's Type

Yuu: “I have 4 types; wet cat, malewife, girlboss, and whore." tag yourself

Crewel: "... You need to focus on your grades, not on some mutts."

What Do You Have?

Jamil: "What's that?"

Kalim: *hiding a cat that he stole from outside* "Uhhh, my love for you?"

Jamil: *annoyed* "Put it back outside, Kalim."

Kalim: *puts the cat in his face* "BUT LOOK AT THEM!! THEY BABEY!!!!"

[gloriaglorheart]

Summoner Pageant?

CALLING ALL SUMMONERS I had this idea Draw your Summoner all fancy and decked out for like a pageant (so ballgowns, evening gowns, tuxes and suits, fancy jumpsuits, etc! Anything that fits the Summoner's style) Then we'll all agree on titles for each Summoner (Like Best hair, Best smile, Best eyes, Best Personality, Most likely to [insert anything], etc)

This is meant to be an appreciation thing for all the Summoners we have here Also, no one will be left out, If we all agree on more than one Summoner having the same title (Example, Let's say we all want Casper and Amber to get the title of "Most Cutest/wholesome Summoner", well they both can have that!) Titles are allowed to be shared by more than one Summoner (heck I feel like everyone will have a title in common! Which is fine!)

This is to come together and all together point out the best things of the Summoners we see, and maybe even some funnies too (Like Amber can get "Most likely to start a riot against Sirius" if we all agree on that XD)

If you have any questions, feel free to ask them! ^^ Since IDK if I explained this good enough

also, those who have Summoners but can't draw, but would like to do this, you are allowed to get someone else to draw them for you (heck, I am open to doing it since my Summoner is not going to participate in this, she's more going to host it) (when you made yours, you could put it in the "#artw summoner pageant" tag) (spaces in that are apart of the tag) (using Gacha instead of drawing IS ALLOWED for those who want to use that but dont wanna ask someone to draw their character)

[vxnillsstuff]

Hi! May I please request Fionna dating headcanons with a fem or gender neutral reader?

Dating Fionna Headcanons - Fionna (Fionna and Cake) x GN!Reader

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BACKSTORY (IN ORDER)

(This is like… in a universe where everything isn’t shitty? Like… how her universe was supposed to be.)

Fionna probably met you while on an adventure.

Her and Cake were fighting this big monster and we’re almost about to be defeated when you dropped in and saved them.

She thanked you and offered you to tag along with her and Cake. You happily accepted her offer.

You guys get along really well and throughout the months of adventuring around Ooo, you, Cake, and Fionna were like best friends.

One day, you guys were camping out in the woods since it was late and you guys didn’t want to travel back to the Treehouse.

You were sitting out by the fire that Fionna put together.

You could hear Fionna and Cake talking in the distance but you couldn’t decipher what they were saying.

Then, Fionna came over and sat next to you, warming her hands up on the fire.

She seemed… different. Almost anxious.

You turned towards her and raised an eyebrow.

She turned towards you as well and her face seemed… pink? Almost as if she was blushing… ^_−☆

You asked her what’s wrong and she immediately blurted out how she thinks she has a crush on you.

You pause, a surprise look on your face. You explained that you liked her as well and she seemed surprised.

You two talked about where you were in your relationship and what you guys were going to do now.

You two decided that you guys should just live with these feelings for a bit and see how things go.

About a month later, she asked you out!

She got you a bunch of flowers and made them into a bouquet with some twine. She gave them to you when she asked you.

WHAT ITS LIKE DATING HER (NO SPECIFIC ORDER UNLESS SPECIFIED)

She’s definitely cuddly and very clingy. She’s constantly holding onto you whether it’s the side of your sleeve or your hand.

She was very nervous to say “I love you” because she didn’t want to say it too early and mess anything up.

She was just very nervous in general but as you started to flirt more she loosened up.

She never had a whole lot of energy to clean so anytime you would come over, clean up and talk to her about how living junk isn’t super healthy. You didn’t mind in the end because you liked to help.

When it comes to fighting, you guys would just get into heated discussions but never like actual fights. It’s always over something silly and you guys always forgive each other after.

She is definitely a hoodie / clothing stealer. For example: “where’s my shirt?” you say. “It’s probably at my house somewhere.” Fionna responded, giggling.

You guys defiantly have a favorite thing. For example, you guys have a favorite song that you always listen to when together or a favorite snack you guys always get when hanging out. She’ll always be like, “(insert name here), ITS OUR THING!”

It’s definitely the little things when it comes to the relationship. Like, maybe you’ll set out her outfit or do her laundry. Maybe she’ll make you some breakfast, even if it doesn’t taste the best.

Double dates with Gary and Marshall are the funniest things EVER. Chaotic energy the whole time. (That’s a good fanfic idea… lmk if y’all wanna see that.)

She loves to make little doodles on paper and leave them on your fridge or at your desk. As well as little notes about how much she appreciates you and loves you.

Cake was definitely predicting your relationship. She’d always be like “maybe (insert name here) can help open that jar…” and yada yada.

When you stay the night at her house and the other way around, she always cuddles you and whispers little compliments in your ear. For example: “you’re so amazing…”, “I can’t believe your mine…”, and yada yada.

Dates are always something very simple other than going out with Marshall and Gary. For example, staying in watching movies, going out for drinks, etc. She isn’t too big on fancy stuff.

She’s very big on kisses. She likes kissing you basically everywhere but especially your neck.

STUBBORN. She is hella stubborn and will make a big deal out of everything single thing.

Note: I DID IT! Feel free to request more. 💙🌀

[melodygatesauthor]

The Princess and the Book Keeper

Steven Grant X f! Princess Reader - Medieval Royal AU

Not Beta-read - Requested by Anon - Written in 3rd Person (reader is not coded and has no description)

Summary:

Steven is the royal book keeper, and he's fallen for the princess. He enjoys seeing her day after day enjoying her books, but doesn't realize that she likes him as well. When she comes to him in the night, he can hardly contain his excitement.

Tags/Warnings:

NSFW, 3rd person perspective (but still reader insert), reader is not coded, reader is a princess, Steven is a "librarian" (royal book keeper), royal AU, smut, p in v sex, cum swallowing, unprotected sex, forbidden relationship, power imbalance

Word Count: 1.6k

Steven knew it was impossible for them to be together. She was a princess after all and he was, well, the palace book keeper. It wasn’t a fanciful title, nor was it a noble one. He couldn’t protect her from danger, provide her with financial security, and his family name wasn’t of any great significance. It didn’t change the fact that the world stopped rotating when she would come to the library in the afternoons adorned in her beautiful dresses and jewelry with her ladies in tow.

He could only watch in awe as she would walk by him, flashing her dazzling smile as she passed. He swore his heart might pound out of his chest at the sight every single time. She always went to the same section, Steven’s favorite as well. Rows upon rows of books on Egyptology sat upon the shelves. She looked so pretty with her eyes scanning each page while she idly bit her bottom lip. He wondered if she even knew she was doing it.

One night she came to the library alone, much to Steven’s surprise. He didn’t often see visitors at that hour. She was wearing something different from the norm, but equally as breathtaking. A nightgown cut off at the knee, lace sewn at the hem, and nothing but thin straps draped delicately over her shoulders. He’d never seen her in anything other than her silken dresses with her hair done and face made-up.

“Princess, what are you doin’ here at this hour?” He asked, still surprised to see her there.

“Well, I could make up something about how I couldn’t sleep and wanted to come read but I’d rather get straight to the point if that’s alright with you?” She stepped closer to him, touching his chest with her middle finger gently.

Steven’s throat bobbed, “I…I…”

She brought her lips frighteningly close to his, so close that he could taste her. He felt her hand trail up the side of his neck and cup his jaw. Shock overcame him when she crashed her lips over his hastily, stealing moans from his mouth as she melted into him further. She reached down and grabbed his hands bringing them to her hips before tangling her fingers in with his dark locks, deepening the kiss.

“I always see you looking at me. Wondered when you’d make a pass at me.” She was grinding her hips into his roughly, enticing his growing erection, “imagine my disappointment day after day when you never did.”

“I would never make a pass at-“ she cut him off with a kiss, “you, princess, I’d be asking to get m’self hanged.”

“Only if we were caught.” She was breathless.

“Well we are standing right out in the middle of the library I don’t think that’s very-“

“Then move me.”

He did, lifting her up by her beautiful bottom and carrying her to a section in the library unfrequented by anyone. He lay her down on the tufted lounge chair where she squirmed in her silk nightgown as he climbed over her. She pulled his shirt out from the waist of his pants and slid it over his head. His messy curls dropped within his line of sight. She was faster than he, brushing them out of the way and keeping her palm on his stubbled cheek.

“W-what can I do, princess?” Steven asked, nearly choking on the words as they escaped him.

He had dreamt of this moment, imagining how it would happen, if ever it happened. He’d thought many times about what he’d do with her if the opportunity should arise. His mind was filled with how he wanted to feel her, taste her, and most of all, how terribly he wanted to hear her while she gave in to the pleasure he knew he could provide. Imagining the way she would sound made his body tremble with anticipation. He had to know how far he was allowed to tread though. Surely he wasn’t permitted to take everything he wanted, despite how badly he wished he could.

“Anything you please.” She gave him a soft smile.

“Well,” he let out a nervous chuckle, “not anything. Surely you’ve got to save yourself for-“

“You really think the royal ladies don’t have ways to get around something most men know so little about?” She pulled his head down and leaned in so his ear was brushed by her sultry lips, “I’m not a virgin anymore, so take whatever you want.”

Steven was wide-eyed when she lay back. She pulled her nightgown over her head and discarded it on the floor. He looked down at her breathtaking frame beneath him. He’d always thought her the most beautiful woman in the room, but now there was certainly no compare. Her giggling at his dumb-struck face made his head spin with excitement. Of all the times he’d fantasized about this moment, he never thought it would actually become a reality. Steven didn’t want to waste anymore time, so he tugged his trouser to his thighs, lowered himself between her legs.

“You’re sure princess? I don’t want to hurt you, and I don’t want either of us to-“

“Take. Me.”

A unified gasp echoed off the shelves stacked high with books. Steven reached a hand out to grab the arm of the lounge chair for leverage, veins protruding from the sheer strength at which he held on. The princess dragged her nails gently down his chest, forcing his body to shake. She rested her hands on either of his hips, commenting on how well-built he was for a royal book keeper. Steven thrusted faster, feeling her soft walls flutter around his girth in response.

“Didn’t know you felt so good.” She bit her lip and looked at him with a lusty gaze. “Who knew the meek book keeper had such a big-oh-oh-my!”

She was being too loud, so Steven covered her mouth quickly with his in an attempt to silence her shrill whines. She tasted so delicious with every pass of her tongue along his. He wanted to pull her closer, and if it were possible he would. Their chests were pressed together so tightly not even the thinnest piece of parchment could pass between them. He shuddered against her with every thrust; he’d never felt anything like this. Every sweet drag of his cock through her tight, wet cunt made him groan in his pleasure.

“Surely you can go harder can’t you?” She asked, digging her nails into the meat of his hips.

“Y-yeah, yep-sure-can-princess,” Steven managed to choke out in between the breaths that punched out of his lungs.

He was rolling his hips into her at an unforgiving pace. He worried his grip might break the arm of the chair he was squeezing it so hard. The veins in his hand were distinguished in the dim light of the moon. The princess arched herself into him, angling her cunt to take him deeper. His mouth fell agape over hers in a heavy groan before he closed over hers again. Steven still wondered when he might wake from this dream.

“I’m so close-oh God-where would you like me to finish?” He asked, looking into her eyes.

“I want to taste you…always wanted to taste you!”

Steven had to cover her mouth with his hand as her whimpering turned to screams. Her face was shrouded in ecstasy, lust ridden eyes rolling back in her orgasm. If her expression didn’t alert him to her climax, the way her velvet walls squeezed around his girth did. It was like every contraction was attempting to draw out his own release, and it was working.

“Princess, I-I can’t-I can’t-I-oh my-oh f-” Steven pulled himself out of her in a mad rush, gripped his length and angled himself up to her chin.

He’d barely made it.

Hot spurts shot into her mouth, a few stray bits dressing her lips and chin in a glossy sheen. Steven’s breathy and pleasure laced moans filled the library with every bit of his spend that spilled into the princess’s mouth. When he was finished, he pulled back and stared in awe at the breathtaking sight of her with her mouth painted white. She dragged her finger over the globs that missed their target, bringing it all her mouth as well. Steven watched with a dumb smile while she swallowed every bit of him down.

“Thank you,” he said, sitting back on the lounge chair and catching his breath, “thank you a thousand times, thank you.”

Her giggle was a whimsical melody to his ears, “the pleasure was mine.”

She walked over to her discarded nightgown and pulled it over herself. Steven couldn’t even bring himself to stand. His body had never felt so sated and numb. She brought his shirt over and handed it to him. When he tried to take it from her, she leaned in and kissed his lips softly before releasing the garment.

“I don’t even know your name, how silly is that?” She stepped back away from him.

“Steven, I’m Steven with a ‘V’.” He explained, still just sitting there as though his mind were empty.

“Isn’t that unique.” She gave him a coy smirk as she turned and started toward the library exit. “Well, Steven, if you fancy yourself a stroll around the far corner of the garden tomorrow at high noon, you might find something there worth your while.”

And then she exited the library, as if she’d never been there at all.

Moon Knight Royal AU Masterlist

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[manicplank]

Man, I just LOVE your headcanons!💜🥺

So I wanted to ask if you could do one related to "How do they like to spend a cold/snowy day with Reader?"

(sorry if anyone has asked this before)

Snowy day with the reader

This one is LOOONG so buckle up. (It's more of short stories rather than small headcanons. I liked this prompt.)

Gustavo: He doesn't like the cold, but he thinks the snow is beautiful. However, he prefers to stay inside where it's warm. He asks you to come over and help him try out a new recipe. He wanted to make some soup but wasn't quite sure what kind he wanted to make. You suggest (your favorite), and he thinks it's a good idea. The two of you take turns reading the recipe and putting ingredients together, all while trying to keep Brick from eating it. Ta-da! The soup comes out fantastic, and the two of you are proud. And Brick got some for being a good boy.

Peppino: He despises the cold. Instead of going out and doing something exciting, the two of you stay in the warm. You suggested a movie for him (insert your favorite movie here), and he asked if you'd like to come over and watch it with him. You, of course, said yes. He welcomes you in and apologizes for the house being a messy, even though it isn't so bad. He asks if he can make you a drink; your choice of coffee, tea, or hot cocoa. He makes the drinks and you two sit to watch the movie. He ends up falling asleep halfway. You wake him up after the movie ends. He's completely embarrassed. You told him you let him sleep because you figured he needed it. He apologizes a million times and offers you to come back and do it again another day.

Mr. Stick: Another one who despises the cold. He prefers indoor activities, whether they be at home or in a building. You two were supposed to hang out, but he came up with an idea. He wanted to take you to a casino and go gambling. You explain to him that you're much of a gambler and that he probably has a gambling problem. He shrugs and suggests an even better idea; an arcade. The two of you end up in an arcade where you play laser tag. You win, of course, and he challenges you to mini golf. You were winning, but you drew back and let him win this one. He was super happy. Afterward, the two of you head out for a nice meal at a fancy place which he insisted on paying for.

Pepperman: He doesn't like the cold. In fact, he's easily susceptible to frostbite since he's a plant. He can't really go outside, so instead, he invites you to come to his art studio. You're reluctant, thinking he might have something weird in mind. However, when you get there, you see canvases, bottles of paint, brushes, and a few Bob Ross VHS tapes. "Hey," he greets you. "I hope you don't mind, but I think we should paint some snowy landscapes instead of going out. I know you're not the best artist, so we can do something simple." You smile. This little gesture was unusually sweet of him. You agree, assuming you won't be great at painting. As Bob Ross guides you, Pepperman does, too. Whenever you get confused, he pauses the tape and helps you out. You actually end up making a fantastic painting! He compliments you greatly and admires your art style. It was insane to hear that coming from a narcissist like him.

The Vigilante: He really doesn't like the cold all that much, so he invites you over for dinner. He asks what you'd like, and you ask for (insert your favorite food). He makes a face... He's never cooked that before. He's not quite sure it'll end up too well. You offer to help, and he accepts. He has a bunch of fresh meat and produce grown on the farm. You're amazed by it as most of the stuff in the tower is filled with junky preservatives or pizza flavor. He chuckles and explains that his family has always grown their own food. He tries to follow the recipe but keeps getting confused. You end up taking the lead. He's so embarrassed. He apologizes several times and does his best to help out. You both make a great team. You finish the meal and sit down to eat with him. He tells you all the stories about growing up on the farm, and you have a great meal.

The Noise: While he absolutely HATES the cold, he likes the outdoor activities that come with it. His favorite is of course snowboarding. He takes you to the slopes with him. Noisette didn't want to come with. She fell last year and is too afraid to go again. You check into the lodge and see him waiting for you. It felt weird for you to see him out of costume. You have your choice of either skiis or snowboard. (Insert your choice.) You sit together on the lift and chat a bit on the way up. WOW, is he talkative. The two of you get to the top of the mountain. You forgot to explain that you actually DON'T know how to do this, and before you can, he's already speeding down the slope. You follow behind him as best as you can, but your balance is horrible. You're going so quick! You see a ramp coming up. He takes the jump. You weren't going to, but you can't slow down or steer! You plummet flat into the snow. He comes over in a rush. He's red-faced and embarrassed. He forgot how extreme he can be sometimes. You end up needing to be airlifted to a hospital as you probably have a concussion. Oops...

Noisette: She likes the cold and the snow! The Noise went out snowboarding, but after she was injured last year, she didn't want to go. Instead, she asks you to come over and bake something with her. You're a little hesitant since her food skills can be... well... sometimes, it can be lethal. She asks what you would rather do instead. You say you'd love to do something in the snow. Hmmm... Sledding? No, she's too afraid to fall again. Then she suggests going out and building something. You agree. You two decide to have a snowman building competition. The score is based on timing, size, and aesthetic. The two of you race around the yard, picking up sticks and stones. She throws a snowball at you from out of nowhere, so you throw one back. The snowman building competition had suddenly become a snowball fight. By the end of it, you're both covered in snow, and some snow even got in your clothes. You go inside to warm up. "Oh, hey, guess what," she asks. You turn to her and she throws one last snowball in your face.

Fake Peppino: He HATES HATES HATES winter and everything about it! Snow? Cold!Weather? COLD! Frogs don't like the cold! You try to get him to come outside, but he doesn't budge. You even try throwing something out there for him to fetch, but he still won't move. Hmmm... You pile up some blankets and pillows and plop down into it. He seems confused at first, but you lay there and wait. Eventually, it clicks in his brain. He comes over and wraps around you like a cat would. The two of you enjoy a warm nap in a nest of pillows. He starts croaking in his sleep, which wakes you up. You also see him twitching a little. He's dreaming! You pet him on the head, accidentally waking him up. He pulls you under him and goes back to sleep.

Pizzahead: He doesn't mind the cold. He doesn't necessarily like it, but it comes with fun activities. He invited you to go ice skating with him, and you agreed. However, when you get to the rink, you see him dressed up in a beautiful outfit with sequins and glitter scattered all over. He even brought his own skates. You grab some from the rental and put them on. He has to help you walk over to the rink so you don't roll an ankle. He pushes you on gently. He then goes flying past you, doing all sorts of tricks and twirls. "Oh, I forgot to tell you," he calls out, "that I'm kind of really good at this!" He laughs. You try your best, but you can barely stand up straight. He comes over and grabs you, helping you stay upright. "See what I'm doing with my feet? Push your foot forward with half of your weight." You do so and almost fall, but he catches you. You try again, and you get it. Then you do it with your other foot. "Okay, now do a flip," he jokes. He grabs your hand and spins you around. Suddenly, you're going backward. "Yes, you've got it! Now lean into it and move your feet as if you're walking forward." You try to do so, but lose your balance and topple over. He skates over laughing. He helps you up. "Come on, now. Let's try that again."

Pillar John: He's ecstatic. He hasn't seen it snow in a while. He asks if you want to go sledding with him. You try to explain to him that you're afraid he'll crush you, but he insists you'll be fine. You reluctantly agree. You meet him at the bottom of a hill. It's huge! You tell him you're not sure you'll be able to get up there. "Don't worry," he says, "watch this!" He picks you up and puts you on top of his head. He runs up the hill like it's nothing. "Hold on tight!" He tosses you on his back as he dives face first down the hill. You scream in horror at first. Once you figure out what's happening, you're laughing with joy. You come to the bottom and hop off of him. He rolls onto his side, "Wasn't that great?" You laugh and nod. "Wanna do it again?" You smile and nod, and he tosses you back up on his head. The two of you do this for a good hour before he's tuckered out. You're shocked he never rolled over on you and killed you.

Gerome: You ask him if he's doing anything later, and he shrugs. So, you ask if he wants to do something with you, and he shrugs again. You suggest skiing, he says no. You suggest snowball fights, he says no. You suggest making a snowman, he says no. You finally ask him what he wants to do. He says that he'd rather read near a fireplace or watch a movie. You agree to a movie and ask which one he prefers. He says he'll watch whatever you pick. You pick your favorite movie, but you warn him that it might be a little boring since Peppino fell asleep during it. He says that it can't be any more boring than being a janitor. You two sit down and watch the movie, and he actually ends up enjoying it. Afterwards, he's much more cheerful and talkative. You tell him there's a second one, and he tells you to put it on.

-

I told you to buckle up.

[wulvercazz]

🍭And So, It Begins🦇

~ October 3rd - Candy, Pole Dancing/Stripping ( Ichigo x Grimmjow ) ~ Extra tags; food play, food insertion/unsafe insertion

The Prompt List

(fic part 1 under the cut)

Ichigo has to have been staring at the rundown lot for about an hour. Or perhaps a minute.

All he's wanted as a young adult looking to get away from his homereef and out from under his father's fin - claw - is to find a decent enough job. This was supposed to be his bout of good luck- not,,, the beginning of a bad horror story.

The secretary who contacted him was real, he gave him accurate and detailed information, he heard his voice. And for what? The carcass of a school who in no reality would have ever been looking to "urgently fill a teaching position". And there was no mistaking the address he was given either. There was no other school in all of Aquacity.

He should've never come here. It's almost dark, the seabus back to Karaura reef is another six hours of travel and not even available again til morning. He feels played with, obviously  frustrated, and so incredibly tired.

And the small apartment he made arrangements for prior to his travel is so lackluster and just plain sad-looking he simply doesn't feel like going there to sleep this horrible night off either.

His feet drage little clouds of sand with every step. He doesn't want to think about it, about how much of a loser he is, about how come morning he'll have to go back home with his tail between his legs and say "hey dad, missed me on the single day I was gone?"

What he could do, is get ahold of a drink, sit on a crowded bar, and perhaps find a warm body to flirt his depression away to.

He doesn't expect to find himself lost to the view of this place. People had looked at him weird at the bus central whenever they heard where he was moving; but no one ever said much of anything about the place. It looked... well, like a city. With a good few large coral buildings towering above, fancy looking roads and lots of businesses; all dark and mostly quiet as night settled above the water. The curious sight of it was all the orange and plack and purple dressing it all. The jack-o-lanterns and the star-like decorations on the doors. Everything set for Halloween like he's never seen anyone do back home, or anywhere ever. It might've looked even cheery and bright earlier... except- where's everybody?

He's not really one for holidays, barely celebrates his birthday at all even, but he knows for a fact that Halloween is supposed to happen.. at night. It's late, but not quite midnight, not so late that a place so meticulously decorated like this would be barren before the ring o the bell. Where is everybody?

As he walks, what little people had been walking by in the distance have all scurried away into their homes or simply out of sight, and more than a little mystifying,,, he's started to get a little freaked.

Ichigo quickens his steps, his one claw clicking anxiously and creating little air bubbles amidst the water, his antenna jittery as he turns about for any sign of life. And... and suddenly there is. Muffled and uninteligible, but it's the sound of music; that must be it surely... everyone's celebrating indoors and here he is... worrying over nothing.

He really hopes it is a bar, he really needs that drink now.

The light trembling of the soundspeakers reaches his body when he finds the place. "Las Noches" it reads and now he's positive it's got to be at least something like a bar. The sound grows louder with each step, and finally the last of his worries start to ease into quiet sort of defeat. He came here to forget his troubles, right? Not to investigate some sort of ghosttown mystery bullshit, even made up by his own sleep-deprived mind.

The bouncer, because there is a bouncer — a blowfish that looks just about ready to get pointier at any wrong look, asks him for a rather outrageous cover charge (like he hasn't lost enough by coming to this city in the first place) that he reluctantly pays anyway. Because anything is better than walking back through that cold street back to his sad apartment right now, if he has to do it, at least he wants to do it with a couple drinks on him. And it all looks normal, with music just loud enough to sort of drown the laughter of a few other fish, here and there, but not enough to deafen, and dim colorful lights giving more of a nightclub ambiance to the establishment, right until someone shoves a bag of halloween decorated candy in his hands and looks at him with tired disappoinment when he meets the second bouncer's face with utter confusion.

"Keep it moving," the guy says tiredly and rushes him in to move on to someone else coming in behind him.

A truly odd fucking city.

But he gets his drink, and a second drink, and he stares at the odd bag of candy from the little table he settled onto somewhere in the middle of the place. Truly, truly, odd.

He's nursing his drink, sadly staring at the funny candy inside his bag and wondering weird things about this city and whether studying medicine like his father had encouraged him to do instead of literature like he wanted would've made any difference, when a sudden burst of light and an excited disenbodied voice announces it's finally midnight.

Fish around him cheer and suddenly he's more and more lost than he was before he came into the nightclub. That is, until the music goes from contented ambiance to sultry and the colored lights reflect on what are very clearly dancing poles arranged along the front of the dark stage he'd somewhat noticed when he first sat. Oh... so it's that kind of place,,, right— huh, he's... never been good in this sort of place.

He's been to strip clubs before, back in college and only when Keigo insisted; but he's not sure he'll ever enjoy it. Not when all he ever does is give the dancers awkward half-stares and wish for sudden death when they make eye contact.

So he's not at all excited when a single dancer makes their appearance on-stage, swaying their hips up to the stage to the beat of the music and the excited cheering of everyone in the club; some dog-whistling earning other fish in the crowd a flirty wink or suggestive little shake of a pretty curled tail.

Fuck, fuck, it's not that he's a prude. Keigo teases him about his supposed virginity enough to know he thinks he is; it's just that... well, pretty people showing off their pretty bits... it gets him all flustered and weird.

Ok, perhaps he is a bit of a prude. But can you judge him? Can anyone in this weird city judge him when those wide hips in those frilly clothes sway and twist so nice along that pole? When that pretty face smiles and bites his lip so cute when perking his ass so lewd?

Pieces of the outfit start to fly and at the first peek of a rosy plush slit he starts to wish he could flee without calling too much attention to himself. But everyone around him just keeps cheering, clearly enjoying the night's entertainment; some even shout of the dancer's name, "Grimmjow~!" to call his attention, or perhaps to encourage him and his perfectly studied dance moves.

It's a rather small city in the end, everyone's bound to know each other.

And just as expected, the shouts and the cheering only bring more confident little grins to the seahorse's face; put a little more oomf to his twists, more curl to his tail. The music still sultry but somewhat more intense as he's bared himself almost fully exposed to his welcoming public. Long legs opening wide for his audience, tail wrapping sinfuly around the pole to balance himself a little more teasingly; and then people are scooching closer, leaning in to playfuly tuck...

Huh —

Fucking candy on his underwear's frilly elastic, and no one seems to mind when it falls onto the stage under its own weight.

What the fuck?

And, oh, oh shit, oh fuck. The newbie look of bewilderment in his face must be so clear from up there, that "Grimmjow" can't hide his cheeky grin when he makes his way right over to the pole standing right in front of his table.

He does as best as he can not to tremble like a little teen when he teasingly curls around the pole, and dances pretty much for him. The audience hooting and whistling for him to do something about it. And then Grimmjow slinks down the pole, all pretty teal skin and curled tail and pretty pink slit, his legs falling open in a flexible squat, back curled and grin just as much, and reaches out with his bare foot to keep teasing him further. And the sight and the foot on his neck, send shivers down his neck and right up his tail; disheveling his clothes and heating him up from his very core until he feels the water around him boil.

"Gimme a treat~" he speaks like hot velvet, voice much deeper than he expected, and that alone startles him with a hot spark right down to his crotch. Everything about him so distracting, that he doesn't quite notice when he went and curled his tail right around his claw, pulling him in right to the edge of his chair, "won't you, stranger?💕"

The only other option would've been to struggle and run like a little coward, and he wanted to, fuck he really wanted to... but somehow, the ache to see more, touch more, had him shily pulling a lollipop out the troublesome little candy bag. Grimmjow's darkened blue eyes following his every move, a quietly amused noice leaving his lips before he pulled again on his arm.

He wishes he could've stopped the scaredy little jolt of his hand when Grimmjow let go of the pole only to reach in too; unwrapping the little jack-o-lantern lollipop and canting his hips with a rather obvious request.

Fuck. Oh, fuck. Fuckfuckfuck.

And his soft hand only guided his when it was obvious he'd need the push; guiding the candy to his puffy pink lips. Making him slick the hard caramel along his entrance and encouraging Ichigo to push it inside.

He might have blacked out for a second there. Quite possibly. When he felt his body give and suck the lollipop in, only the little white stick poking out of him.

And just like that, his tail maneuvered his claw and dumped it half across his lap, making a fool of him while he made a fool of himself; watching entranced as he crossed his leg over and showed off his filled slit. Everyone's hoots and screams suddenly registering back to his brain as they laughed and cheered both of them on; more dog whistles about when Grimmjow reached for the candy and fucked himself with it a couple cheeky strokes. Only to pull it out and bring it up to his lips, to suck his own slick off the treat.

Ichigo's been to strip clubs before, but nothing quite like this had ever happened to him at any of them. Not that he'd ever stayed long.

He's so dazed and tingly all over with the experience, drowned in more music and renewed screams as Grimmjow moves on with his show... that he could've sworn those little wings on his costume had no straps at all.

Find the uncensored version, as well as early access and wips to Aquacity as I draw/write it, on SubStar (link on pinned intro post)✨

[spectralsleuth]

Saw you were lookin’ for some asks dont mind if I do 👀

To start off, I’m such a big fan of your writing! I genuinely look forward to every single update of yours and find myself rereading a lot of work in the downtime. You are such a good writer!! My never ending praises aside, here are some asks!

-You incorporate OC’s into your fics so seamlessly! They feel so natural in your fics that I legit get excited anytime they show up (srsly can’t wait for Lou Jitsu vs Hidden City, Sal’s my boy) lol how do you find the right balance when introducing and maintaining OC’s in your fics? I feel like that’s a particularly difficult balance beam to tread but you absolutely crush it.

-A previous ask you answered about Cass and Raph in LSoW got me thinking; how do the brothers handle humans crushing on them? Would they be receptive or dismissive? Do they develop crushes on humans- and if so, how is that perceived (by family or the general public)? The drama 👀

Last ask, I promise:

-I absolutely loved your crossover with Empathy is Learned! Got anymore crossovers planned in the future? Oooor if you could do a crossover with any other fic, which one(s) would it/they be??

Thanks for taking the time to even look at this! I hope these are some fun asks for ya :) I hope you have a lovely day!!

Omg thanks so much... I'm so happy people enjoy my writing it's crazy to me. I've written before, but it's always been just for myself so I never really know if it was good or not. (Years of text based DnD is to thank lol.) (Okay I got carried away answering this so sorry in advance.)

On OC's:

I got a lot of comments on LSoW from people who say "generally I don't like OC's BUT-" which is so funny and flattering. Because I am absolutely one of those people who don't care for OC's in fic.

Let me be clear: I LOVE that people write self indulgent self-insert of OC based fic, where they make the craziest off the wall story etc. Every time a fifteen year old writes a story about the cringiest Mary-sue/stu self insert, or non canon character, an angel gets its wings and I mean that one hundred percent. It makes me so happy I literally grin when I see it. I HOWEVER generally filter out the OC tags on AO3 when I'm looking for something to read myself.

So when I started posting LSoW I was expecting to get maybe like, 100 kudos MAX, maybe one comment or so. Which is great! I love writing niche fic just for me, and one other person who I assume I must be drift compatible with. I just could not figure out a way to write the story I wanted without a few OC's- Rise didn't have a big enough character catalog for me to draw from!

When I went to write the OC's, I knew that they had to have a very simple backstory, that was also very fleshed out. (Xander and Sal have full family, Dr. Heo and Carter have full jobs and history together, etc.) For another contradiction I wanted them to be interesting enough that someone reading wouldn't just be skipping ahead to when they weren't present, or just simply plowing through to get past the part where they were doing exposition. They had to be enjoyable! While also forwarding the story!

They also had to be distinct. Anyone who's ever watched a Whedon show or movie (Buffy, Firefly, Avengers-) knows what I'm talking about. It drives me nuts when the characters in a show are constantly the funniest person in the room, with the same personality traits, and the same girl boss/badass tendencies.

(Fandom challenge Impossible: Give a female fan favorite character another trait besides 'girlboss/mom/lesbian'. I'm dead serious.)

(Also a disclaimer: I LOVE making jokes and doing bits. I FANCY that I'm pretty funny, and I love making people laugh. But you can do that without making it a character personality trait. For example: Xander doesn't really crack any jokes in LSoW! He's just funny because we the reader know more about the situation and his thoughts than he does.)

But the BIGGEST THING I kept telling myself while writing the story, was DO NOT TAKE AWAY FROM THE TURTLES. Because the whole point of the story is the turtles! And Yoshi! The OC's are there to facilitate that. It's a hard balance to hit. I have all sorts of touchstones I keep in mind while I'm writing, and that's a big one.

(A SUPER good example of this done super well is @faiakishi 's Bella from Dawning of the Hour. She's a great OC that's super interesting, and a super important narrative element, but she never detracts from the main story. Big Bella fan here lmao. There's also the rest of the OC's/interpretations of franchise characters (TIGERCLAW), but Bella stands out as truly original.)

On the Turtles dating Humans:

(CW: CSA mention, SA mention, non graphic talk of minors dating etc.)

I actually talked a lot about this to @/tangledinink in feverish discord chats lmao.

When the boys were growing up they got a very detailed talk from both Yoshi, and their Doctors. ONE: Because nobody will know better than themselves if something was medically wrong with their bodies, TWO: The boys are all intersex (minus Mikey) and they had to understand that there was nothing wrong with them on TOP of the turtle thing, and THREE: Because Yoshi knew the boys would be getting a lot of attention, and you never know what kind of attention that form will take.

THE BEST WAY to protect children (any child) from being sexually assaulted or abused, is making sure they know what that abuse LOOKS LIKE. You don't have to make them terrified of being sexually assaulted, but them knowing how their body works, and also how to say NO and set boundaries, will combine to help make them safer.

Yoshi didn't know what would happen in the future and in a perfect world the boys would never leave his line of sight, but that's not always how things happen. (In a Short Season, Xander parroted Yoshi's instructions before going out to make sure the boys knew what to do if someone grabbed them (in any way) and it was to bite and be loud.) So the boys grew up knowing their bodies, knowing how to say 'no', and knowing that there was probably going to be people out there who would treat them as a novelty, and who wouldn't be appropriate to them as celebrities OR non-humans.

(Remember Emma Watson having to deal with that countdown to her turning 18? Or any other amount of child stars who had to deal with adults being predatory to them.)

But ALSO THIS IS HAMATO YOSHI. His sons are HANDSOME and HEARTBREAKERS! Leo has dated a lot but never anything seriously, and his inability to be intimate with anyone but family kind of puts a damper on any more permanent relationship. (He is gay.) He's the number one turtle people ask out because he's the most approachable. Because he made himself that way!

Donnie is in a sort of relationship with Kendra. (THIS WILL BE A FIC I'm working up to it lmao.) I have a head canon that Yokai and other empyrean based creatures are capable of having rivalry based relationships. IE Yoshi and Draxum in the canon show, the unhealthy dynamic between Yoshi and Big Mama, etc. (Caliginous relationship) Donnie is in a puppy love version of that with Kendra, while also lacking the context of yokai society to understand why he wants to punch her very badly, but also if anything happened to her he would die. They hate each others guts and also she was his first kiss. She is not a nice person I am not a Kendra apologist she's terrible I love her. (Donnie is bi!)

I know a lot of people head canon Mikey as ace, but he is a thirteen year old child you don't have to be head canoning him as anything. it is the very rare 13 year old who knows their orientation, and even if they DO I bet you donuts to dollars it will change eventually. This is normal and healthy. Mikey in LSoW has had puppy crushes on boys, girls, teachers, Violet, the mailman, Adam, and Rupert Swaggert. (Eugh eugh eugh.)

Raph is absolutely irresistible to the entire student body and is completely unaware of it. He's not stupid but he's face blind and bad at picking up subtext in conversations. He's gone to multiple people's houses and spent the whole day with them, without realizing they were trying to make it a date. (Raph is bi.)

All the boys have considered identifying as girls since their Dad is the martial arts equivalent of David Bowie and Fine With That, but have settled (for now) on being boys (age 10 the last time they considered this) because quote 'Lou Jitsu and Jupiter Jim are boys and they're awesome' unquote.

They don't get any fucking privacy for their relationships, and Leo in particular had a very bad experience that closed him off from dating big time. (Stamps 'THIS WILL BE A FIC' on this as well.) But also, as of the LSoW canon they are like, 12-14 and not doing a lot of dating ANYWAY. They are BABIES.

(Enter Casey Jones)

ON CROSSOVERS:

I have one crossover with my white whale of authors (you know who you are) I have pecked at with them that I think everyone will go fucking nuts for and love, but I won't mention it in case we can't get it off the ground! (A completely okay and normal thing to happen lmao.) I think that one will end up happening though because I am too excited about it, even if it's not any time soon.

I am super open to crossovers and cowriting, especially since writing with Li because I learned SO MUCH it was like speed running improvement.

The thing is it has to fit! There's some crossovers that wouldn't have a lot of substance because there's not really a lot to cover. When it came to EiL for example, there was PLENTY to cover and do, it was so fun! But other fics might not have a lot we could do for each other. (At least, not until I get some more world building done.)

That being said I do love talking crossovers with other creators it's so fun...

If you guys ever want to use my OC's feel free, just ask me in advance! I don't mind pings.

THESE ASKS ARE FUN THANKS FOR SENDING THEM I feel like you just threw a steak into my zoo exhibit. I am recharged and rejuvenated my crops are watered my skin is clear. This felt very pretentious to write I am mortified.

[radiomurdeer]

🥇🎯💡💛📽🎬🌟🍋🍋🍋🍋🍋🍋🍋🍋🍋🍋🦄🌞🤣 kicks leggies like a five-year-old ♡♡♡

The Positivity Meme (x)

🥇 - I think you’ve done a brilliant job with your muse. 🎯 - Your portrayal is on point! 💡 - The plot ideas you give out are amazing 💛 - You’re a dear friend to me. 📽 - I can see your muse in your portrayal, your writing is so perfect. 🎬 - I wish your canon was actual canon. 🌟 - I love seeing you on the dash! 🍋 - Life might be giving you lemons at the moment, but just remember you’re my lemonade! 🦄 - Your AUs are so much fun and well thought out. 🌞 - You are such a bright and lovely person OOC. 🤣 - You are hilarious!

!!!! you're very sweet but --

why are there so many lemons jfc I appreciate the sentiment but we don't make lemonade around here, we make life take the lemons back! We get MAD! 'I don't want your damn lemons! What am I supposed to do with these?' We demand to see life's manager! Make life rue the day it thought it could give us lemons! Do you know who I am? I'm the man who's going to burn your house down! With the lemons! I'm going to get my engineers to invent a combustible lemon that burns your house down!

[szif]

8, 14, 18, 23

/ 8. tag someone (or multiple people) who make you feel good. 

hi to everyone mentioned here. @wrecking my loyal scarab (insert that gif) #girlsolidarity #feminism, @manicpixieautism for apparently being my #1 fan ever, both @handinvampirichand and i being a renaissance painting of a woman hunched over a fancy dining table and therefore sharing the misery bond. i'm glad to have talked to you all and any interaction we have is. yippe^^

/ 14. favorite feel-good show?

a fucked up "feel good" but i like re-watching the onion's "sex house" (horror parody of reality tv) because i'm jumping up and down like "yay^^ it's terrible!! what a miserable way to be! ^-^" and the execution is top notch

/ 18. do you still love stuffed animals?

yepp. i sleep w one (a favourite) and i love the ones i currently have, but i don't go for buying anymore of them due to overcrowding + theyre sooo expensive.. plus i don't think i can offer as much love to all of them as i want to, so to buy more and more but not emotionally bond with them would be bad right? so i just dont. the remaining are a part of my heart though

/ 23. favorite piece of clothing?

this specific shirt that's made out of the most comfortable material... it's kinda silk-y(?) and just so so. good. it doesn't stick to me and is the right size and it's color is perfect and it has a little pattern on it that's already faded out enough that i don't fear it being "ruined" or anything... and it was genuinely so cheap because it came bundled with something else so i think it was like, an euro or something? genuinely so. a gift from another world

thank you for the ask!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i've also sent one when you sent me this lol lol

[shslskaterboy]

What's up Persona?

The name is James 🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍🌈🇨🇦 I use he/him pronouns, I'm 26, I run a multifandom blog (emphasis on the persona if you couldn't tell 🤭) and there is a veritable cocktail of things Wrong in my Brain :3

I'm your friendly neighborhood Pegoryu guy and self proclaimed expert in all things Akira and Ryuji, and I have been known to write things from time to time, so why not make a pinned post about it (we love the sorting things type of autism)

#skaterboy speaks for all my original thoughts both fandom and non fandom related

#about: [insert blorbo name here] <3 and you've got yourself a blorbo post (mostly Akira and Ryuji, but that is subject to change)

#skaterboy answers for all of my answered asks, including games, bingos etc.

#skaterboy writes for fic updates (they're all pegoryu to no one's surprise)

speaking of,

Fic Masterlist!

I’m on ao3 @/beaboy ✌️💪‼️

Leap of Faith

What a Pleasant Surprise

And Then there was You (WIP)

Pegoryu week 2023 collection

Nail Polish and the Complications Therein

Anyways yeah that's pretty much all you need to know, other than that I tag every fandom and ship thing I reblog accordingly, and I am always down to talk. Seriously, leave a fic comment, rb stuff, send asks or submissions or whatever tickles your fancy, every interaction is appreciated :3

[returquoise]

Everyone has things they don't want to read; ships, kinks, tropes, fandoms and so on and so forth. People are generally pretty good about tagging stuff like that to make fics both easier to find and easier to avoid (with some exceptions, you know which fics I'm talking about).

((People who think ao3 has an algorithm (it doesn't, it's an archive) and mistag stuff for "visibility" are their own can of worms and I'm not here to talk about them.))

And while tagging isn't technically a requirement (except for the big warning tags where you can choose the "the creator chose not to use archive warnings" which is a warning for readers in and of itself), it has largely become part of fandom culture.

I'm actually here mostly to talk about something to add to the tagging system in the additional tags section. It would be useful for readers who want this content, and readers who find this content annoying - because I do think the biggest cripe anyone can have with it, is annoyance. This content being tagged and thus easily excluded in the filters would thus lessen people's annoyance with the content, which would probably make for a more peaceful fandom experience for everyone.

I would like Reader Insert fics to actually use the tag "Reader" or "Reader Insert" or both. Some do (thank you so much!) and some only have the "canon character/reader" ship tag which, while great for scrolling, does mean it's a bit hidden. People who do not care for Reader Inserts cannot exclude all such fics with one or two tags, but have to tag all of them in the exclusion filters separately, which can honestly get very tiring. And annoying.

And people who want to read Reader Inserts could find new pairings faster by having an easy way to find only those fics, without all the canon, au, or crack pairings cluttering their search. I sometimes encounter an intriguing ship while scrolling and check it out based on the fact that I had never heard of it before and want to know what it's about. That could be made easier for Reader Inserts too.

Secondly, Multifandom Oneshot Collections (and Multifandom Drabble Collections - the misuse of the word drabble is not something I'm going to get into today as I generally don't even read true drabbles because they're too short for my tastes lol) posted as one fic. These are occasionally tagged as crossovers and often not, but whichever the case is, it's currently necessary to exclude unwanted fandoms one by one in the filters. This is whether the reader is looking for crossovers in a specific fandom, or just fics in specific fandom in general.

Basically, I would just love for there to be an agreed upon tag for these types of fics, both so I can find them when the fancy strikes, and avoid them if I would like a good long crossover instead. Or an otp:true equivalent but fandom:true instead - granted fandom like Marvel or DC with a gazillion fandom tags in one place might have troubles with these searches but I'm just spitballing. I'm not asking wonderful ao3 mods to do that, they do enough for the sake of us mere mortals (you're wonderful 💙🩵).

A tag would be easiest and even if some people don't use it, I could just roll my eyes and grumble about it like I do with my other pet peeves.

I'm not trying to start a fight or make anyone mad, I just want people to find what they want easier and figured ranting into the void would at least get it out of my system 😅

[tippenfunkaport]

I’m not sure if this is a good account to ask this but I’m trying to figure out how to get images to work on AO3. It’s some big complicated thing where you need to put the image on an image hosting site and link the image URL, but I’m not sure which one would work?

Legit AO3 basically just gives a list like “don’t use these ones” but not a list of reliable sites one could use.

I just found your account going through AO3 tags on here but do you happen to know any good sites?

That’s all, sorry for bothering you <3 have a good day/night :)

So you need to host the image somewhere. That's what those recommendations are. And one of those places is Tumblr itself so that is what I usually use because it's just easier and I am lazy (plus I'm usually going to post the image there anyway so two birds, one stone). So I make the post for the fic with the image on tumblr, save it as a draft, grab the image link, put it into the fic, and then post the Tumblr post.

But what you probably want is the actual HTML code which is just...

<img src="IMAGE LINK GOES HERE">

And that is literally all you need. Just switch to HTML view on the fic on AO3, put that into the test where you want it, switch back to the preview version and you should be good to go.

Now, if you want to get fancy you can do stuff like specify the width (add "width="75%" or whatever % or pixel size you want after image in that code above) or center it (put a div or p tag around the image code like <p align="center">[image code from above]</p> or just the same thing with div replacing the p) or even add a border (add border="2" after "img") or whatever thickness you wish but, at the most basic, the image code is all you need.

Fun fact! This is also how you can insert GIFs in your author notes and comments!

Does this help?

[absolutely-existing]

Tell me about your ocs (all the details please)

sure! not sure how much i can say in one tumblr post, but i’ll give it a try!! thanks for the ask <3

elenia: you were there for her creation, so i think you already know who she is. she’s nice, funny, has a tendency of avoiding her problems, and would have MANY hobbies in the modern world (my girl is made for scrap-booking and crochet and rock-climbing and hiking. etc)

you originally came up with calypso, elenia’s gf, so it feels a bit weird claiming she’s my oc. you know callie.

bailey, conner and fir, i came up with when playing around with picrews, and they started out as pretty basic moulds, stereotypes that didn’t really last long. their personalities and dynamics has changed since, but originally there was:

bailey: a pretty, slightly taller than average black girl, with braids in fancy styles, who was sweet, smart, studious. a bit stubborn sometimes, and besties with

conner, who was basically a stereotypical nerdy best friend. i’ve toyed with his backstory since, and although he was always a main character, i think he’s less sidelined now.

bailey was going to have a sort of strangers-to-friends-to-lovers romance with fir, who was like. the hot jock character. i’ve played around with the bailey-fir-conner dynamic a lot since then, so while fir is still kinda the most popular of the trio, they’re much closer friends.

bailey now is more flexible, clever. she’s thoughtful and kind, especially to those she cares about. one of her biggest flaws is her apathy to things she doesn’t care about.

conner is and has always been aro-ace, funny, and attention-seeking. he’s a fantastic actor, and overall very strategic (eg what he does in this ask).

fir is, for the most part, just your average sporty high school guy. he’s hot and friendly, and on the [insert popular sport] team. he’s bi, he’s got pretty good grades, and is very much a perfectionist. i’ve been very inconsistent with his siblings, but he has an older sister and perhaps a younger brother. and wings. fir has wings

the trio has been together since middle school, and are very close to each other. i’ve experimented with bailey and fir romantically, but i don’t think i want it to happen, to be honest. they’d maybe hook up once or twice, but it’s never a thing.

on the whole, the trio are very lighthearted, #besties, hanging out and playing around, but they’ve also seen and supported each other at their worst.

bailey’s held a shaking fir in her arms in the middle of a breakdown, she and fir have let conner be frustrated by his parents, letting him snap at them until he stops and apologises, and they take his i’m sorry and accept it. conner has bought tubs of ice cream for bailey and sat on the couch with her as she cries over a breakup, and he’s made her laugh through it.

so when i started writing the trio, i wanted some other characters too, and that’s where ariae came from.

ariae is probably my favourite oc, partly because she’s so chaotic to talk about. yeah she’s a mermaid. yeah she’s in a wheelchair cause legs are. not working. yeah she’s aromantic. yeah she sleeps around cause it’s fun. yeah she’s gorgeous. yeah she probably helped conner figure out his identity.

her dynamic with the trio is more of a casual friend, probably closest to conner out of all of them. she’s probably participated in one of his drama things for the fun of it.

and that’s it! thanks for listening to my ted talk, hope you enjoyed :D

if you want some further reading, here are already answered asks about their appearance, fatal flaws, and songs i relate to them, plus you can find more about them by searching for the ‘asks’ tag on my blog, where most of the asks are about them. feel free to reblog those <3

[upper-sixth-fanclub]

Rules and Regulations

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