#( is it good? no. but i had fun making it so ✨✨✨ it is what it is )

[babyangelsky]

My Favorite Shows of 2024 💖✨

Welcome to Babyangelsky's 2024 Wrap Up! To commemorate my second year of watching QL dramas, and my first year of actually talking on my blog, I've compiled a series of lists to celebrate all the QL things I loved this year!

Please feel free to take my categories and make lists of your own and tag me in them if you do!

💜 All the lists can be found here! 💜

We've arrived at my final list! If you've read all of my lists, some of them, or only this one, thank you! I've really enjoyed looking back and talking about everything I loved this year.

May we receive even more QL blessings in 2025 💖

♡ Love Sea

There are many shows that I loved this year and many favorites among them, but this one is my very favorite. This is my show. I could not begin to tell you how excited I was when we learned that we'd be getting a new FortPeat project and that we were going to get to see them act together again. I love them both so much that I was always going to love this show because of them regardless of what it ended up being.

But what it ended up being was a really damn good show. I don't care what anyone says. It was so much more than just amazing chemistry and love scenes. I was writing about this show weekly. It had me talking about the acting and styling, keeping track of colors, doing scene breakdowns and character analysis, coming up with clown theories, the whole nine.

Love Sea is that girl. For me.

♡ I Saw You in My Dream

This show gave us the softest, sweetest love, mutual horniness, joyous sex, casual affection, supportive parents, and then without even trying, it also healed everyone's religious trauma in the kindest and gentlest way possible. It was wonderful and refreshing and healing to see queer characters have a warm, loving relationship with their faith and have it be something that gave them comfort and that they could share.

Seeing Ai just casually sitting in a cathedral to find some peace meant so much to me. I'm so happy and grateful that this show exists.

♡ Unknown

I want this show injected directly into my veins because, babes, everything about it is like heroin to me. It's not just a favorite of the year, it's a favorite of all time. It's quiet in this intense way that I really enjoy, which is a quality shared by a few other entries on this list. I love when a show can make me feel everything and god, did this make me feel everything.

I've already talked about how phenomenal the acting is in my favorite performances list but it's impossible to praise this show without also talking about the lighting and cinematography and colors and chemistry because it's all beautiful. It's a goddamn masterpiece.

♡ Knock Knock Boys

I genuinely love when a show takes me by surprise. I hadn't even fully decided whether I was going to watch it or not before it aired and I don't quite remember what convinced me to give it a chance, but I'm so glad that I did.

You look at it and think all you're gonna get from it is a fun silly time. And you do get a fun silly time! Then you go a little deeper and you realize what you actually have is a series about learning to communicate within relationships and outside of them, making peace with yourself, navigating love and sex, and figuring out what you really want in life, all tied up in this giant sparkly sex positive bow. It's an absolute gem.

♡ We Are

We Are is the epitome of what I like to call a cotton candy show: it's sweet, fluffy, and fun. There aren't really any stakes, there's not a whole lot going on. It's just a little treat there to give you a good time.

And boy howdy did it air when I needed it most. I had a very, very rough summer and every episode of this show felt like I was getting a hug. It was so cozy and comforting. It was a love letter to friendship and it has my entire heart.

♡ Our Youth

At the time of writing this series still has three episodes left before it ends and even though a lot can go wrong in three episodes, I'm still confident in saying that this is one of my favorite shows of the year. In fact, this may be my favorite Japanese BL. Full stop.

There is just something so...entrancing about it. That quiet intensity I mentioned earlier. I love how it uses silence and light, I love that every piece of dialogue feels like it weighs a thousand pounds, I especially love what Kamimura Kenshin has done and continues to with his portrayal of Haruki. I just love everything about this drama. Everything.

♡ Two Worlds

I was so damn excited for this show from the moment I first saw the pilot. It was one of my most anticipated dramas of the year and not only is it my favorite MaxNat project to date, it was my first time ever writing about colors!

The killer chemistry and truly beautiful love scenes were all but a given and the fantasy element was a trip, but writing about the colors was what really made this for me. The sleeper color demon in my brain (which sneaks in when you attend @respectthepetty Colors College) had me looking at the stitching on clothing and the exact shades used in any given plaid pattern to try and make sense of the random and ever-changing use of colors in this show and I had the time of my life doing it.

♡ Love for Love's Sake

We had this show for a grand total of TWO WEEKS. Isn't that insane?Just two weeks and it gave us these beautiful characters who tore us all open in the best way and left us gasping for air and infinitely glad that this show was made and that we got to watch it. That was my experience, at least.

To me this is a show about learning to heal and to love yourself through loving somebody else. There are as many interpretations of it as there are people who watched it--as it should be--and mine ultimately comes down to this: Myung Ha's best friend loved him so much and wanted so dearly for him to be happy that he created a reality where Myung Ha got the love and sense of belonging that he always deserved, and it was beautiful.

♡ Wandee Goodday

What's even better than being blessed with the gift that is bunny boy Great Sapol? Sex positivity! Condoms! Advocating for sexual health! The bunny boy being the greenest flag in all the land! Ace rep! Ace rep with a happy ending! BL Mother of the Year Cher! The first GMMTV wedding since same sex marriage was legalized in Thailand! Horny gym massages! Therapy! Title Kirati finally being a good boy in a BL!

And on and on and on! In my heart and in my soul, I'm a good time girl and this show was SUCH a good time. It was a delightful little treat from beginning to end.

♡ The Loyal Pin

You know a show is special when just hearing the intro music makes you feel happy and comforted and giddy with anticipation. This is a beautiful show. It feels like the dessert table at a fancy, expensive wedding.

Everything is well done. Everything. The acting and the story are incredible, the cinematography is stunning, the styling is gorgeous, the OST fucks. It's just so damn good from top to bottom that it's become my favorite GL ever. I love it dearly.

♡ My Stand-In

Characters like Ming who are the human embodiment of lead paint and the stories they feature in aren't for everyone, but they sure are for me. Especially when those stories are led by great actors like Up and Poom who can have me in my feelings with the tiniest shift in their expressions.

They had me so in my feelings, in fact, that I arranged my watch schedule so I would always have a fluffy show to decompress with after every episode. It was that intense and if I loved it as much as I did, it was became Up and Poom were that good. I love a sweet love story but I also love a story about people who are DEEPLY deranged about each other.

♡ The On1y One

Even though I did not watch the finale of this show and will not watch it until such time as a second season has been announced, filmed, and is ready to premiere, it was still one of my favorites of the year. I just can't be mad at it.

It had everything that I love. Quiet intensity and great acting and dialogue and EXPRESSIONS and Benjamin Tsang's face and yearning and tiny little moments that live in my mind rent-free. I just wish it was complete because I love these characters so much and want to see them happy.

♡ Century of Love

I was raised on telenovelas. I've been watching them my whole life. So of course I'm always going to have a soft spot for BLs that scratch that lakorn/telenovela itch in my brain and that's exactly what this show did!

It gave us soulmates! Reincarnation! The red string of fate! Magic rocks! Wet dreams after a 124 year dry spell! Questionable CGI! Goddess-approved yaoi! And holding all of it together was Daou and Offroad's phenomenal chemistry. I fucking love this show!

♡ 4 Minutes

There are few things I love more in this BL watching life than letting Dr. Sammon take me on a wild ride, and boy was this a WILD FUCKING RIDE. I didn't come up with a single theory or do anything but cheer Tonkla on the entire time it was airing, I just experienced it.

Every episode was a feast for the eyes, whether it was the acting or the cinematography or the music or, as was usually the case, a stunning combination of all those things. We had to wait so long for this one and even though I wish it was longer, it was entirely worth the wait.

♡ See Your Love

Another one that has yet to finish airing but that's so lovely in every way that it has already found itself among the ranks of my favorite Taiwanese BLs ever. No surprise considering the team that made it also made another one of my faves.

And it really is lovely, unhinged assassination attempts and all. The love between the mains is a phenomenal combination of healing and horny and the story gives its characters--especially its deaf protagonist--so much humanity and treats them with care and respect. Not to mention that it features some of the best BL parents I've ever seen.

♡ High School Frenemy

When I tell you I was so prepared for this to be a series that I ended up dropping after a few weeks. The only reason I even watched it initially was for Mark Pakin and then something happened and I ended up liveblogging all sixteen episodes and loving it so incandescently that it became one of my favorite shows of the year.

And it was alllll because of Sky and Nani and that phenomenal chemistry that came out of nowhere and hit me--and all of us--with a steel chair. Watching Saint and Shin say the most UNHINGED ROMANTIC SHIT TO EACH OTHER was truly one of the highlights of my year. The character writing was great, the acting was great, the friendships were top tier. Truly the biggest surprise of 2024.

If the "more than friends less than lovers" shirt was a show, it would be this show.

♡ Sugar Dog Life

What a darling little treat of a show. It's so cozy and comfy and sweet. I'm always going to be a sucker for "food as a love language" shows and I enjoyed watching these two fall in love over meals so much.

As an aside, I spent almost the entire time slightly tormented because I couldn't figure out who Tanaka Koki reminded me of but I'm very happy to say that I figured it out: Sea Dechchart.

♡ Jack and Joker

For me, it's impossible not to love something that was so clearly made with all the passion, joy, and love in the world and that is exactly the energy that Yin and War brought to this project and I adored it.

This show made me feel the entire spectrum of human emotion every single week. I was never not excited for the next episode, even when it made me sad. It was fun and chaotic and beautiful to look at and I'm so happy that it exists.

♡ First Note of Love

This series is just...so gentle. Even though loss is a central theme in the story, it's never portrayed in a looming, haunting way. Matt's presence is always felt but in a way that's very human and beautiful.

At its core, this story is about all the ways love and grief are intertwined and giving yourself a second chance and letting love back in and allowing yourself to feel and I love it so dearly. So dearly.

♡ Dead Friend Forever

This is the show that finally got me to talk on my blog. I had such a great time being a clown and coming up with theories and reading other people's theories and spending entirely too much time looking at the minute details of that creepy damn mask.

It was a wild ride from start to finish and I enjoyed every minute of it. And it gave me TaBarcode, which was a gift I will cherish always even if thinking about them makes me want to listen to Rollin' in the Deep by Adele.

[aceofheartsssss]

❤️ Deadpool 🖤 and 💛 Wolverine🖤 x Reader Scenarios

Yes, I’ve got a thing for them, how did you know? Everybody is in LOVE with Deadpool and Wolverine and I’ve seen some bubs say that they want fics and I want them too, so I made some scenariossss cuz DAMN IT, Wade and Logan are hot~ Go read my older stuff they feel abandoned :( Summary: Scenarios on how they’d act if they had a crush on you, how they’d act if y’all were a thing, yada yada, fluff, slight spiciness, etc. Let’s fucking go! ❤️💛 Warnings: Swearing, slightly spicy, and mentions of violence but y’all gon have to get used to that on my blog-

- Deadpool/Wade (I’ve loved him for years, he’s just so fineeee~)

How you’d act as friends (but you grew on him tho)

Sometimes he accidentally starts acting a little less intense and silly, and more soft around you, then he quickly snaps out of it

He keeps flirting, usual for him, but his flirting is more intense around you

He doesn’t want to admit his feelings because he thinks you’ll reject him because of his scarred body and face (aww ☹️)

He’s always showing off and posing whenever he fights and kills around you~

He keeps trying to hug, touch, kiss and do shit like that (it’s Deadpool, c’mon man)

He literally does not shut up for one second around you

He actually blushes underneath the mask when you actually say something nice to him instead of yelling (he’s so glad you can’t see his face most of the time 👉👈)

You love to watch movies and shit with him because he makes them way more fun than they already are

He finds his own crazy, actually insane ways to spend a lot of time with you (like you don’t wanna know his complicated plots-)

He likes giving you the most random and useless things (aww)

He secretly loves it when you genuinely laugh at his shenanigans

He really knows how to stick to you so he’ll slowly grow on you like mold

How you’d act as partners (he’s stuck on like glue)

Now that he’s got full access to you, he will never stop touching you (cuddling, hand holding, hugging, poking, kissing, getting it on, etc.)

He constantly reminds you how he feels about you~

Constant compliments cuz yeah- 😭❤️

”Sweetheart,” “Babe,” “Baby,” “My love-”

He’s mostly dom but switches cuz he really enjoys being, uhh… (well, you watched the movies…)

He could and probably would kill anyone who tried to hurt you in any way possible (traumatized red man hates evil ppl 🗡️)

You best believe he’s good getting shit on, considering the experience and his super-powered… tools... (He’s really good…)

He’s the kind of guy who would literally never cheat and would quite literally be in love with you… forever (I mean it, he really is like that-)

He’d go broke trying to buy you stuff he thinks you want- 😭

You best believe that he’d do anything in his power to make sure you guys can be together as long as possible (he’d make a deal with the devil if it meant you had an extended lifespan like his)

He likes eating and chatting with you (so fun- 🌮🍔🍕)

He is the best hugger and cuddle-r with that big, strong, textured body~ (imagine omg-)

Beneath all the trauma, the killing, the humor, jokes, he really is just a big, soft, cuddly boi 👏✨

He’s just a playful guy, like you’d never get bored

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Wolverine/Logan (as feral as an actual wolverine for him~)

How you’d act as friends (he kinda doesn’t know he likes you)

He’s nicer (slightly) to you than to anyone else and he doesn’t know why

He taunts other people (*cough* Wade-) along with you instead of against you (despite what he usually does)

He throws out an accidental compliment here and there (his eyes go wide when he realizes~ 💛)

Out of character for him, he snaps at people who mock, taunt, tease, flirt, or throw insults at you (I wonder why~)

You’ll catch him smirking or smiling before he fixes it and frowns again

He’s so touch starved but can’t say anything because of his own Wolverine-y reasons (tough boi 😔)

He’ll melt if you initiate the touches (hugs, cheek kisses, hand holding, random “friendly” patting, etc.)

He finds himself hanging around you more than anyone else despite apparently hating people

How you’d act as partners (he wants you as much as possible)

He’d spent as much time with you as possible, always holding you tight

He compliments you however he can

He never wants to let you go (he’s scared of losing you because of his extended lifespan)

Get ready for the most overprotective, husband material man, who’d likely beat anyone to a pulp for you~

He’d give the nastiest death glare to anyone that’s being negative towards you (it’s so sexy tho-)

Don’t tease or taunt him… (or do 😰)

He’s always a stiff man, but around you he’s just… different

He melts at your touch, and this kitty definitely has Puss in Boots eyes (🥺)

”Love,” “Doll,” “Bub,” “Darlin’,”

He def dom all the time, y’all seen the movies-

He’s very good btw. Like a loooot- Soft but rough ngl (idk how but he is, trust-)

He’s into pain… *wink* (canon btw)

He’d treat you right like a fucking gentleman

He’s a nice cuddle-r despite the tough exterior (he’s so touchable, he’d squeeze you so tightttt)

He’s just a comforting, big, strong guy, who wouldn’t want that?

There we go, bubs. Had to get it outta my system~

Lemme know if ya liked my writing, I need the compliments/advice.

(Yessss tie them up…)

[teaspoontarot]

Pick A Card: What Will The New Year Bring?

Pick a pile 1-4!

These messages are meant to sweeten your day and add a teaspoon of fun! You will always know yourself and your situation the best, therefore everything written here is just to give you a little nudge or to add a little sweetness!

🍵 Teaspoon

Pile 1 💫

Back in business! This past year has had its ups and downs especially regarding the home or close friends. Possibly involving rumor or gossip that has caused tension and pain. You’ve opened the windows and let the air blow through so anything that didn’t need to stay has found its way out.This year you’re focusing on the practical side of life. The turning of a new leaf 🍃.

You’ve been honest with yourself and others and now you’re moving on! You’re no longer waiting for someone to join you in your life and are now focused on just enjoying the ride as it comes. Good tidings and joy for this new year, a more relaxed (or enjoyable) roller-coaster than the one you just got off of. This year isn’t so much about slowing down but more so appreciating how far you’ve come.

There’s still a lot left to do but from where you’re standing the view already looks pretty great. You’re putting down new roots and making a name for yourself!

The new year brings stability and foundation. A new business venture or recognition. A rise in self-esteem and better communication. Joy to be found in the unlikeliest of places.

Tarot Card For The Year Ahead

Two of Swords ⚔️

“Aim for a meeting of minds, for your mutual interest…working on trust and knowing when to trust a hunch”

Affirmations

“When I Think I’ve Surrendered, I Surrender More”

“I Speak Positively of Others”

“I Spread Joy”

Pile 2 ✨

Healing, healing, healing. Learning to forgive yourself and to love yourself with grace. There’s someone you’ve walked away from and the pain still stings. You’ve been stabbed in the side and still hoped that it was simply an accident.

You want to love and cherish so much that you feel a bit silly. Maybe you feel like you need to force yourself back to reality or that what you want simply isn’t for you. This is gentle reminding you that whatever happened does not mean the end. Very rarely is the world so black and white, and frequently things that are broken can be healed or find a new space in the world.

Do not be harsher on yourself than you would be to somebody else. You don’t have to always rise above it all, sometimes it’s nice to rest and find a place to sleep. Stormy waters do not make stronger swimmers, just more tired one. You may feel like you’ve been drowning for years and you’ve only been able to find stray driftwood to cling onto. You will find land, and it will feel strange but good. You’ve swam for so long it feels odd to rest. Forgive yourself for the rest you need. The help will fill it’s way to you.

Your new year brings much needed space, healing, and little discomfort but ultimately what is needed to find stability and foundation.

Tarot Card For The Year Ahead

Ace of Cups 💘

"The start of something wonderful: a taste of whatever is your Holy Grail”

Affirmations

“I Find Deeper Meaning, And Personal Growth Amid The Discomfort”

“I Am Forgiving”

Pile 3🎆

Dreams coming true! You’ve been focused and have faced obstacles you never thought you could get over. Now comes the easy part! Be excited and gracious as this new year rings in. The times when you were honest even though it scared you are pushing you forward.

Honesty does not have to be cruel, it can be sweet and show truth warmth for yourself and others. You’re finding the people who understand you the most and the goals you’ve carried on your back for so long you have finally found space for them.

You’ve climbed the mountain with a heavy burden and now it is time to enjoy the sunrise! Take a seat, have a drink of your choice and share a laugh.

The new year is all about joy, friends, family and an appreciation of what it took to get there. People have your back and you have theirs, true partnership! Love surrounds you in the new year! Enjoy it!

Tarot For The Year Ahead

Ten of Swords 🌠

“The battle has been won! Expect a hug release of pent-up energy in your heart and body”

Three of Swords 🌟

“You have the opportunity to establish the contract. Be fair in your arrangements”

Eight of Pentacles🌹

“A regular and reliable arrangement or resource: sometimes we just want someone who can comfortably deliver”

Affirmations

“My Energy Creates My Reality. What I Focus On Is What I Will Manifest”

“I Do Good”

Pile 4🌸

Everything that you're wanting is waiting for you but you have to let go of someone or something. This is the year of transformation or renewal. Spring is coming and it wants to invite you in with open arms. Let yourself bloom as you need to.

You are being asked to take a little more control in the matters that may be impacting you. There may be a hard conversation you will have to have with yourself about what you truly want. You have to be honest with yourself. There’s an open door waiting for you but you fear walking through it and worry about the consequences of such an action. A slight feeling of indecision but you already know the answer, it’s the moving forward that is scary.

There are people that will meet you on the other side, and there are others rooting for you to take that first step. Like baby bird trying to crack open it’s shell. The world is awaiting you, in all of it’s harsh beauty. Staying where you are will lead to discontent.

The new year bring you discomfort, but truth and the power to push forward.

Tarot For The Year Ahead

The Awakening🎊

“Accept a unique opportunity. Allow yourself to be overwhelmed. Make a liberating change in your worldview”

Seven of Pentacles✈️

“Don’t overthink a situation that simply needs to run its course”

The Hanged One🚞

“Be aware of an uncomfortable limbo. Being stuck in role”

Affirmations

“I Am The Dreamer of My Dream”

“I Consume Only My Fair Share”

“I Hold Purity In High Esteem”

“I Regard All Altars With Respect”

[the-golden-comet]

✨🌺 Writing Share and Questionnaire Tag 🌺✨

Hello, everyone! Thank you so much for tagging me! If you’ve done so recently, know that I appreciate you and was probably not alerted (sorry if I missed any!) HOWEVER, I did catch a questionnaire tag here from @willtheweaver ! Thank you for the tag! 💛✨

I’ve written some progress from ITROG, and I’d figure I’ll share a little more of Tyrell’s personality through these questions. Stick around for a story snippet at the end 💫

My questions:

1. What would it take for you to forgive someone who wronged you?

Tyrell: (snorts in a sneer) Hel if I know. Usually if someone crosses me, they’re not comin’ back into my good graces anytime soon.

2. You are given the chance to resurrect someone you loved for 24 hours. Would you do it?

Tyrell: Já, of course I would! Who wouldn’t? Odin’s blessing, I’d keep móðir alive a lot longer if I had the chance.

3. What is the one job you don’t want?

Tyrell: Probably being second in command to a man like Bartok….ugh, nei. Someone with a stick shoved that far up their own ass would be tastin’ tree bark on their tonsils. Nei, þǫkk.

And speaking of Bartok, here is a bonus writing share from ITROG! ✨

On the route to the food storage, Bartok snickered over his shoulder: “What’s wrong with yer sonr? Did he have another faint?”

“That’s none of your business.” Stefan answered curtly.

The warrior whistled through his teeth. “Ah, it’s a shame….you aren’t thinking of enlisting him in the Ursyne Trials, are ya’?”

“Haven’t decided yet.”

“Ya’ can’t be serious, Chief.” Bartok scoffed. “Imagine: Tyrell climbs up Feldin’s Peak, and halfway his heart gives out….”

“…..” Stefan ground his teeth in silent seething.

“…..Or when he has to duck under the icy wake. If the cold isn’t enough to shock his system to shutdown, the faint’ll due him to drown 30 deep until his skin’s the color of a Frost Jötunn—”

“—Enough, Bartok! Must you be so descriptive about my SON?!” The viking chief lashed out. “And keep those Hel-forsaken demons off of your lips before I sew them shut with runic thread.”

A nervous laugh crested Bartok’s voice “My apologies, chief. I don’t mean to rattle you. Only meant to warn….” He shrugged in nonchalance. “…..I’d be rightfully worried, though. These trials are no joke.”

“I know. They’re to train warriors—the strongest to lead the Bear Clan…..” Stefan nodded in conviction. “…..of which my son shows heart.”

@gioiaalbanoart and @wyked-ao3 , you’re gonna need the shovel for THIS one 😂

Thank you everyone! If you’ve previously tagged me, make sure to poke me twice—Tumblr notifications can be hit or miss sometimes, and I love seeing what everyone’s working on! ✨

Speaking of tagging, let me tag the following (no pressure, join if you wish ✨): @wyked-ao3 , @gioiaalbanoart , @jev-urisk , @tragedycoded , @autism-purgatory , @finickyfelix , @theink-stainedfolk , @drchenquill , @deanwax , @the-inkwell-variable , @mysticstarlightduck , @illarian-rambling , @leahnardo-da-veggie , @ominous-feychild , @mrbexwrites , @sharkblizzardblogs , @agirlandherquill , @rhikasa , @houseplantblank , @justabigoldnerd , @justanotherchangeling , @pippinoftheshire , @noxxytocin , @alinacapellabooks , @seastarblue , @talesofsorrowandofruin , @theaistired , @paeliae-occasionally , @aurumni-writes , @smellyrottentrees , @lavender-gloom , @cowboybrunch , @aziz-reads , @dyrewrites , @kaylinalexanderbooks , @theeccentricraven , @birdycage , @nczaversnick , @honeybewrites , @somethingclevermahogony , @topazadine , +open for whoever else wishes to join! ✨

Your questions for your OCs (in cut/paste format) 👀✨

1.) What location is always considered a home to you? 2.) Do you enjoy traveling with company, or alone? 3.) How many landmarks in your world have you visited? Were they fun? Horrifying? A place to remember?

Thank you all again! I’m excited to pick up ITROG and (hopefully) answer more questions and games about the story! Have a great week everyone, and Happy New Year! 🎊✨

[theartofknightjj]

If I had to summarize my 2024 art in one word it would be "consistent" I think. Which is a good thing for comics! I think I finally really found my stride with drawing Les Normaux. Which is what it was another full year of also! Something I couldn't have imagined just 2 years ago.

I feel so grateful that I can continue living as a full time comic artist thanks to all your guy's love and support. And ofcourse the first print version of LN (In Dutch my own langauge!) came out in print last month!! With other ones following in just over a month from now aaaa

I already know 2025 is going to be crazy with LN getting published. But my goal is to create a better work life balance this year, since that's the main thing that was very lacking for me in 2024. I want to be able to spend more time on expirimenting with my art and working on some other projects. My head is simply too big to just have one idea in it. Gotta make use of this prime real estate.

You may not recognise all the art on here, that's because 3 of them are exclusive to my Patreon! Those months I simply was too busy editing for the book etc to create anything else

Thank you for everything in 2024! See you in 2025 it's going to be a fun year! 🐰🔥💚💜✨

Previous summaries: [2011] [2012] [2013] [2014] [2015] [2016] [2017] [2018] [2019] [2020] [2021] [2022] [2023]

[pointyhatspointyears]

Then & Now: OCs & Gposing

Tagged by @sparrowsong-7 @l3ylines & @lynxden (thank you <3)

This'll be long and all over the place because I took a very different direction with gposing this years and it's been very uh educational. Learned to use posing tools less than a year ago and it's really given our characters more life and made a world of difference. Old embarrassing screenshots incoming.. (but the point here is to show ~Growth~ and I hope it motivates you to keep improving too. and push through all the bugs and that existential ennui hit when your game crashes before youve taken a single screenshot ;-;)

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Random sentimental observations first, going through old folders..

My gurl aged. But the older she got the happier we both were. We discovered ✨boundaries✨ together.

Her fem elezen Era of 2013-2014 had a bit of both Gabriel & Theneras in her. Nerdy elf and grumpy elf were always there. Never realized. (also apparently we've always had that annoying light/shadow shimmer effect and it's not just a post DT lighting thing)

Apparently I've been wearing the same outfit since 2018. Sometimes you just put on a hat and your character says Yup. That's me. Forever. You'll just have to find a way to squeeze under. (sorry for +6 years of clipping, sweetie, but it was your gift and I'm never taking it off)

Gabriel and @pocketyoukai's Yuusei were besties since 2016 before they were RP characters. and he'll always be a loving doting dad retainer to her sister.

2020- Goose & Amalthea were girlfriends before we realized they were girlfriends. The ship sailed itself.

2018: discovered GIF making. Tried to put it to good use..

…but I just kept making shitposts. which didn't last long thankfully.

..And I'm glad it was short-lived, because when I focused more on telling stories through gposing, especially this past year, it's like my brain got rewired to view this world differently, through the eyes of a little sprout again. If I was going to use screenshots only and no words, I had to take shots/gifs of different things to set my scene and experiment with angles I wouldn't otherwise have considered (and fail 50% of the time and try something else. timing is so tricky😭)

..not to mention, when you're thirsty and need to work around censorship you also get creative with angles and visual subtext

It's 10x more fun and rewarding, albeit challenging especially if you don't want to use any crime tools. But doable. And just as fun and rewarding. And I want to do more of this (and fail and keep experimenting) next year and see you tell more of your stories your way too. and be inspired by and fall in love with your characters.

..I was very much 100% vanilla, as in not even shaders, until early 2020. And started using posing tools about a year ago. When you say "your characters have more character!" (you know who you are) I know exactly what you mean now and that makes me very emotional ;-; it really wasn't the case until less than a year ago. a lil criminal activity goes a long way.

Also vanilla kisses were so hard to gpose and turned out so funny. Note to self never to /puckerup for kisses. ever. But we did our best and learned a lot. A ton more kissing next year for sure.

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A little late so not sure who hasn't done this yet. Tagging my new favorite gpose storyteller @quiethealer , @squidzure (you've shown us Rhea's glow-up but where is Birdie's glow-up!), partner in storytelling & crime @pocketyoukai & @pumpkinmagekupo

and if you're seeing this and are happy with the growth you've done lately... doeet. Show me your embarrassing shots and the shots you're most proud of this year.

[loulou-land]

Back Alley Fun

Rating: explicit | Pairing: rockon | 3.4k words

Summary:

During a night out at the bar with their teams, Rocker decides to tease and push Deacon to his limits. Deacon, of course, takes him out back to show Rocker just what happens when he misbehaves like that. Fuck around and find out...lol.

- Props and love to @fuselsstuff for keeping me sane while I finished this 😭🫶🏻✨ Happy you read it before anyone else ☺️ -

Read on AO3 or below the cut

The bar was buzzing–the loud laughter, chattering voices, clinking glasses, and the upbeat rhythm of a pop song all blending into a chaotic but familiar background. This was one of Rocker’s favorite badge and ladders. Despite its rundown look, there was a certain charm to it–a welcoming and homey feel that drew people in. Probably why it was so popular with off duty cops and firefighters. At the end of the day and after the kinds of things they dealt with, a cozy and relaxed space with drinks and good company was like a balm to the soul. 

Currently, a mix of 20-squad–Hondo, Luca and Street and his own team were gathered near the pool tables, ribbing each other and letting off some steam. 

Rocker leaned back in his chair, beer bottle to his lips as he took a swig and watched Deacon from the corner of his eye. He’d been quiet all night, but Rocker could feel the tension rolling off him in waves. He set his bottle down and grinned to himself. It’s almost too easy, he thought. 

Deacon was sitting stiffly, his usual calm and steady demeanor replaced with something tighter, much more controlled. Rocker shifted in his seat–bringing his arm under the table, setting his hand on Deacon’s leg and squeezing. He felt the powerful leg below his hand twitch, but besides that the other man barely reacted at all. Alright, if that’s how it’s going to be, Rocker thought, taking it as a personal challenge. He decided to be bolder and slowly inched his way upwards. He didn't miss the way Deacon’s jaw tightened at that. 

“You’re awfully tense tonight, Deac,” Rocker murmured under his breath, keeping his voice low enough so only Deacon could hear him. 

Deacon didn't look at him, dark eyes fixed on the team and their pool game. Rocker was determined to push. There was something about tonight–a heady electric feeling crackling in the air between them. It had him wanting to see the man beside him come undone, to be the one to do it. 

Rocker moved forward slightly, while his hand shifted higher up Deacon’s thigh. He’d almost reached his crotch, when a hand gripped his wrist tightly. 

“Rocker,” Deacon muttered gruffly, shooting him a warning look–one that promised retribution if he kept it up. 

That only made him smirk. Rocker pulled his hand back slowly, letting his fingers brush against Deacon’s arm before reaching for his beer. He lifted it to his lips, taking a long deliberate sip, making sure to tilt his head just enough to expose the line of his neck. He could feel Deacon’s eyes on him, watching every slow gulp he took, the way his throat moved. Rocker knew exactly what that did to him, the hunger in Deacon’s gaze sending delicious shivers down his back. He loved Deacon’s obsession with his neck–the way his hands wrapped around it, holding him in place as he fucked him senseless, or how his teeth sank into the skin, marking him, claiming him, making sure Rocker never forgot who he belonged to. He knew he had the barest hint of a hickey on his neck, the fading mark taunting Deacon–tempting him to suck a new one over it. 

Rocker couldn't lie, he was really enjoying this. He’d been half hard for most of the night. And the way Deacon had been squirming in his seat, trying to keep his composure by folding his arms. It wasn't just fun–it was absolutely intoxicating, testing how far he could push before Deacon cracked.

When the game at the pool table picked up again, Rocker stood, stretching lazily, letting his shirt ride up uncovering a sliver of his skin. “I’ll grab another round,” he announced, slipping away before Deacon could say anything. 

At the bar, he flagged down the bartender, ordering a new round for the group. He was about to turn around to look at Deacon, when he felt someone slide into the space beside him–a lean guy with a cocky grin and dripping enough charm to raise Rocker’s hackles. 

“Hey,” the guy said, leaning back against the counter. “Haven’t seen you around here before.” 

Rocker raised an eyebrow, letting the silence stretch just long enough to make the guy a little uncomfortable. “You don’t get out much then” he said, smirking. 

The guy laughed, clearly undeterred. “Or, maybe I’m just looking in the wrong places.” 

Rocker snorted, “That line ever work for you?” 

“Why don’t you tell me? the guy said, giving him a wink. 

Rocker wasn’t interested, not really. In fact, he was largely put off by the guy’s slimy attitude. But he could feel Deacon’s eyes on him from across the bar, and that–that made it worth playing along. He leaned in slightly, giving the guy just enough attention to make it seem like he was interested. 

He let the other guy touch his arm, laughing at something he said–didn’t matter what it was, because the whole time he could feel the weight of Deacon’s gaze on them. 

When the drinks were ready, Rocker grabbed them and finally excused himself. “Well, thanks for the exciting conversation, it’s been…yeah. But, I've gotta get back to my friends,” he said as he quickly made his way to the pool tables, ignoring both the guy calling out for him and Deacon’s eyes as he bypassed their table. 

He gave the guys their beers, shaking his head at Luca’s raised eyebrow and knowing look–the guy was too observant for his own good. And made his way towards the back where the bathrooms were. He didn’t look back but he knew Deacon was still watching. 

The second he stepped out of the bathroom, a calloused hand grabbed his arm and yanked him towards him. Rocker tensed at first before recognizing the man, letting himself get pulled outside and down the alley.

He didn't fight it. Didn't need to–he was getting exactly what he’d been hoping for. 

Deacon didn’t say a word as he dragged him around the corner, shoving him roughly against the brick wall. Rocker grunted at the impact and barely had the chance to catch his breath before Deacon pinned him in place, one of his hands gripping his jaw, the other grabbing his hip in a bruising force. Rocker felt a deep and desperate hum of want thrum through his body at the rough treatment. 

“You’ve been driving me crazy all night,” Deacon said, his voice hoarse, low and dangerous. 

Rocker tried to look confused, keeping his smug grin in check. “Yeah? I hadn’t noticed.” 

Deacon moved his hand lower, before settling at the base of his throat and gripping slightly. “You know exactly what you’re doing, boy” 

Rocker chuckled, the sound low and taunting. “Maybe I do. The question is–what are you going to do about it, Deac?” 

Deacon stared at him like a starved man, his dark brown eyes seeming like an endless black pool in the partial darkness of the alley. Rocker sometimes felt like he could lose himself in them entirely. He didn’t answer Rocker, instead spinning him around before putting his hand in the middle of his back and pushing him towards the wall–at the same time gripping his hip and pulling his ass closer to him. 

Rocker knew he looked shameless–arms braced against the wall, back arched and his ass out, just begging for it. Deacon ran his hand down his spine slowly, making him shiver, before mirroring his other hand on his hip and squeezing. 

Deacon leaned in, already breathing hard, and pressed his chest against his back. Rocker moaned at the first feel of Deacon’s hard cock. Even through their jeans he could feel the girth and warmth of it. He’d set out all night to mess with Deacon, but feeling him against him now, the heat of his body behind him, surrounding him–made him feel desperate. He needed Deacon in him, to feel him as close as he possibly could and even then he knew it wouldn't ever be enough. 

“Deacon, please?” Rocker moaned, voice cracking around his name. 

“Mmm, what do you need?” Deacon asks, before nibbling on his ear as he slowly grinded against his ass. 

“You…need you, in me. Fucking me” Rocker had barely finished talking, before Deacon had unbottoned his jeans and yanked them down in one rough motion. The cold night air hit Rocker’s bare skin, making him shiver, but the thrill of doing this outside in a place where they could get discovered made his pulse race and warmed him over. 

“You loose for me baby?” Deacon asked as he slid a finger down his crack to check. He slowly rubbed and prodded a fingertip around his hole. Rocker could feel his hole twitching, trying to suck Deacon’s finger in him. 

“Look at you–so needy for me,” Deacon groaned, his voice gruff. “Your pretty little hole’s just asking for it.” Suddenly, he pulled back and Rocker whined at the loss. 

Then Rocker heard the crinkle of a packet being torn open and soon felt the cold slickness of lube sliding down his crack. He let out a low moan as Deacon’s fingers slid inside, one at first, then two. His fingers worked him open, stretching him in quick, efficient movements, curling slightly and hitting that perfect spot that made Rocker cry out. He didn't try to hold back any of the sounds that were spilling from his lips—half gasps and breathy moans. He wanted Deacon to hear every single one, to feel how much he needed this, needed him. 

“Always so tight and warm,” Deacon muttered, low and rough in Rocker’s ear. His fingers scissored inside him, spreading him further as his thumb pressed into the sensitive skin just below. “All mine.” 

Rocker arched his back more, his head falling forward to rest against the stony brick wall, trying to spread his legs as much as he could with his jeans pooled around his feet and pushed his ass back trying to fuck himself on Deacon’s fingers. “Fuck, Deac… stop teasing,” he groaned, desperate for more. “I need your cock—right now.’’ 

Deacon’s deep chuckle sent shivers down Rocker’s spine. “Oh you’ll get it, brat” he promised, withdrawing his fingers from his ass, leaving him feeling empty. “But first, you’re going to tell me who you belong to.”

Rocker felt warmth blossom in his stomach, spreading through his body, like it always did whenever Deacon’s possessive side reared its ugly head. And even though he wanted to cry out yours, yours, yours— he wasn't going to show his belly so easily. He wanted Deacon to work for it. He turned his head slightly, just enough to look at Deacon from the corner of his eye. His lips curled into a teasing smirk, even as he trembled with need. “Oh is that so? Hate to tell you this, Deac—but you’re going to have to fuck it out of me.” 

He heard the sound of a belt buckle before Deacon crowded against him and pressed the head of his cock to Rocker’s entrance. He pushed forward, slow at first, letting Rocker feel every single inch as he stretched past his opening. The burn was exquisite, the perfect mix of pain and pleasure that had Rocker releasing a drawn out moan, his fingers scratching at the wall for something to hold on to. 

Deacon didn’t stop until he was fully seated inside him, his hips flush against Rocker’s ass. He leaned in close, his breath hot against the back of his neck. “You’ve been a brat all fucking night. I’m going to fuck you now, until the only thing you can think off is my name,” Deacon growled in his ear before pulling back and slamming into him.

The alley was soon filled with the sounds of skin slapping against skin and their harsh pants and groans. Every thrust of Deacon’s cock drove Rocker further into the wall, the rough brick scraping against his palms, grounding him even as Deacon sent him spiraling with every drag of his cock against his prostate, again and again. Rocker didn't know how much longer he could hold out, not with the way Deacon was hitting that perfect spot with such precision, making him feel like he was losing his mind. 

As if Deacon knew what he was feeling, his hand slipped around and upwards, until he was gripping Rocker’s throat, not squeezing, just holding, anchoring him. “Look at you,” he murmured, his voice thick with awe and desire. “Taking me so well, sweetheart— like you were made for this.” Every word of his punctuated with a deliciously slow grind of his hips, before picking up speed again. 

Rocker whimpered, his knees threatening to buckle under the intensity of it all. But Deacon’s arm around his waist held him up, kept him in place as he fucked into him relentlessly. He could suddenly feel the tell tale signs of his orgasm approaching. 

“Dea…Deacon,” he gasped, sounding absolutely debauched. “I’m—I can’t—” 

“Not yet,” Deacon commanded, his thrusts slowing just enough to keep Rocker on the edge without letting him slip over it. “Not until I say so.” 

Rocker let out a frustrated whine. Under normal circumstances he would've been embarrassed at the sound but he couldn't bring himself to care right now. He kept bucking back against Deacon in a desperate attempt to chase his release. But Deacon was in control, and he wasn't about to let Rocker forget it. This was his punishment for endlessly pushing the other man tonight. Deacon reached around with his other hand and wrapped it around Rocker’s cock. He let out a sob at finally getting some friction on his cock and being closer to letting go, until Deacon moved his hand towards the base of his cock and gripped it hard, effectively stopping his release.

“You want to cum?” Deacon asked, his voice low and teasing. “Then say it.”

“Fuck, D— David, please!” Rocker begged, his voice breaking on Deacon’s name. “I’m yours, always yours. Just— please—’’

Deacon didn’t need to hear anything else. His thrusts picked up speed, hitting Rocker’s prostate dead on, while the hand gripping his cock matched the movement of his hips— moving faster, rougher, until Rocker was crying out, his body shaking as his orgasm tore through him. He felt like he was coming undone as his release hit the wall in front of him, his vision going white with the force of it. 

The way Rocker’s body tightened around him sent Deacon over the edge seconds later. “Donovan,” he moaned around his name as he thrust two, three times before slamming in one last time—burying himself as deep as he could as he painted the insides of Rocker’s walls with his cum. He felt a bone deep satisfaction at feeling Deacon’s warm release inside of him, feeling thoroughly claimed. 

They stayed like that for a moment, their bodies pressed together, both of them trembling and panting—breathing in sync as they came down from their high.

Deacon was the first to move, his hands gentle as he pulled out and helped Rocker straighten up. He felt Deacon’s cum sliding out of him before he felt the other man scooping it up and pushing it back inside him with his fingers. Rocker snorted, looking back at him. “Should’ve brought a plug if you wanted to keep it all inside.”

“It’s fine. I like knowing it 'll be dripping out of you for the rest of the night,” Deacon said, shrugging and tucking himself back into his jeans. He fixed Rocker’s jeans, his calloused hands brushing against his hips with a tenderness that starkly contrasted the earlier roughness. He tried not to think too hard about that. 

Rocker leaned against the wall, his legs still unsteady, trying to catch his breath. He smiled triumphantly when Deacon stepped back, his chest heaving like he was trying just as hard to pull himself together. 

The man had the nerve to frown at him, dark eyes raking over his face, his hair, his clothes—everything Rocker knew screamed just-fucked.

“You look like a mess,” Deacon muttered, his voice gruff but lacking its earlier edge. He was already stepping forward and smoothing down Rocker’s shirt, brushing against his sides, lingering just enough to make Rocker’s smile widen. 

“Yeah?” Rocker drawled, shifting his weight off the wall. “Whose fault is that?”

Deacon’s lips twitched like he wanted to smile but refused to let himself. Rocker tried to push past him confidently, only for his legs to wobble beneath him. He stumbled, and Deacon’s hands caught him instantly—strong, steady, and far too careful for someone who'd been railing him against the wall not too long ago. His heart twinged at the contrast, he knew how to handle rough and dirty, but sweet and gentle always twisted him up inside. He didn't have a right to that. That Deacon didn't belong to him. No matter how much he wanted him to. 

“Careful, Rocker,” Deacon murmured, his hands lingering on his arms before letting go. “You okay?” Deacon’s voice was low, almost hesitant now.

Rocker turned toward him, forcing a smirk. “Course I am,” he replied, brushing off the question with his trademark cocky behavior. “I always am.”

Deacon’s jaw tightened at that, but he didn’t press. He just nodded, his dark eyes lingering on Rocker’s for a moment too long before he turned toward the alley’s exit.

“Go ahead,” Rocker said casually, hooking his thumbs into his belt loops as if watching Deacon walk away from him wouldn't kill him. “I’ll be right behind you.”

Deacon hesitated. It was a fraction of a second, but Rocker caught it. And that hesitation—that silent moment where Deacon didn’t quite want to leave—it stung more than it should have. Then Deacon nodded once and walked back into the bar without another word.

Rocker waited until the door closed behind him before exhaling, his shoulders sagging. He pressed his hands to his eyes, trying to hold himself together, then laughed softly—self-deprecating and bitter.

“What are you doing, Donovan?” he muttered to himself, shaking his head. The chase, the push and pull, this little game they played was always exhilarating until he ended up here— watching Deacon’s back as he walked away from him. 

Rocker sighed and shoved his hands into his pockets, trying to regain some of his earlier confidence, before bracing himself and going back inside. Come on, you've always known what this is. Letting off some steam, nothing more, he thought to himself. 

When he stepped inside, the noise hit him like a wave—laughter, music, the clinking of glasses. Everything felt too bright, too loud, too normal. He spotted the team near the pool table, and there was Deacon, leaning against the edge, his arms crossed as he watched Luca line up a shot. He looked calm, composed, as if nothing had happened at all. 

Rocker envied him at that moment, his chest tightened, but he forced his grin back into place as he approached the group.

“There you are!” Street called, clapping him on the back. “Thought you got lost on the way to the bathroom.”

“Yeah, well,” Rocker drawled, picking up his beer and taking a swig, “you ever try navigating a bar with legs like mine after sitting too long? Takes a minute to get the circulation back.”

Luca snorted, Deacon’s lips twitched, and just like that, the tension eased a little.

Rocker leaned casually against the wall, letting the conversation wash over him. Deacon’s gaze flickered to him once—brief, almost imperceptible—but it was enough to send a jolt through Rocker’s chest. He turned his attention back to his beer, hiding the slight tremor in his hands.

Whatever this thing between them was, whatever it wasn’t—it didn’t matter. Not right now, anyway. They were here, together, surrounded by their team, their family. And for now, that was enough.

“Alright, who’s next?” Rocker asked, grabbing a pool cue and flashing a grin at Deacon. “Think you’ve got what it takes to beat me, Deac?”

Deacon raised an eyebrow, the corner of his mouth quirking up in that infuriating, perfect way. “I think you already know the answer to that.”

“Careful,” Rocker shot back, his grin widening despite himself. “Might have to make you prove it.”

For the first time that night, Deacon smiled fully—small, but genuine. And for now, that was more than enough.

[theghostavocadoe]

I lock the remanants alone in one of those child playplace things and tell them to go live the childhood experiences they missed out on. What chaos unfolds

Loz has the time of his fucking life. A room specifically built for athleticism and bouncing around at light speed without getting hurt? Sign him UP. you will not see him sitting still for more than two seconds once he's put in there.

Yazoo finds the highest place to perch and sits there, observing the Lowly Mortals from his throne. At one point Loz convinces him to come down and play. Of course their version of "playing" is either

A. attempting to kill each other

B. throwing each other around

C. glorified tag/manhunt

so they may or may not end up with a few broken bones.

Kadaj mulls about the place being childish for a bit but then becomes enraptured by the shitty xylophone. he ends up wandering around and fiddling with anything that moves, clicks, or makes sounds. He's not as athletic as his brothers but he IS very ✨bendy✨ so he spends a good amount of time in those little tunnels and net pits just slithering around like a snake.

just like Yazoo, Kadaj eventually gets roped into the "playing." They end up almost causing the place to collapse on itself. But they had fun, so they don't care.

[kizzer55555]

DP x DC: The Most Dangerous Card Game

Ok so Danny has essentially claimed earth as his. And he is fully aware that there are constant threats to the planet. Now he can’t stop a threat that originates on earth (that’s something he’ll leave to the Justice league) but he can do something about outside threats. Doing some research on ancient spells, rituals, and artifacts, he cast a world wide barrier on the planet to protect it from hostile threats so they cannot enter. This will prevent another Pariah Dark incident. However, barriers like this come at a price. You see, there are two ways to make a barrier. Either make one powered up by your own energy and power (which would be constantly draining) or set up a barrier with rules. The way magic works is that nothing can be absolutely indestructible. It must have a weakness. The most powerful barriers weren’t the ones reinforced with layer after layer of protective charms and buffed up with power. Those could eventually be destroyed either by being overpowered, wearing them down, or by cutting off the original power source. No, the most powerful barriers were the ones with a deliberate weakness. A barrier indestructible except for one spot. A cage that can only be opened from the outside. Or that can only be passed with a key or by solving a riddle. So Danny chooses this type of barrier and does the necessary ritual and pours in enough power to make it. And he adds his condition for anyone to enter. 

Now the Justice league? Find out about the barrier when Trigon attempts to attack, they were preparing after he threatened what he would do once he got to earth. How he would destroy them. The Justice league tried to take the fight to him first but were utterly destroyed, so they retreated home to tend to their injuries, and fortify earth for one. Last. Stand. Only when Trigon makes his big entrance…he’s stopped.

The Justice league watch in awe as this thin see-through barrier with beautiful green swirls and speckled white lights like stars apears blocking Trigon and his army’s advance. The barrier looks so thin and fragile yet no matter how hard the warlord hits, none of his attacks can get through and neither can he damage said barrier. That’s when Constantine and Zatanna recognizes what this barrier is. Something only a powerful entity could create. For a moment, the league is filled with hope that Trigon can’t get through yet Constantine also explains that it’s not impenetrable. And clearly Trigon knows this too for he calls out a challenge. 

And that’s when, in a flash of light, a tiny glowing teenager appears. He looked absolutly minuscule compared to Trigon and yet practically glowed with power (this isn’t a King Danny AU though).

And that is when the conditions for passing the barrier are revealed. And the Justice realize that the only thing stopping Trigon and his army from decimating earth. The only way he can get through….is by beating this glowing teenager in a card game. 

Not just any card game though. The most convoluted game Sam, Danny, and Tucker invented themselves. It’s like the infinite realms version of magic the gathering, combined with Pokémon, and chess. And Danny is the master. So sit down Trigon and let’s play.

(The most intense card game of the Justice league’s life).

After Danny wins, this happens a few more times with outer word beings and possibly even demons attempting to invade earth, yet none have been able to beat the mysterious teenager in a card game. Constantine might even take a crack at it and try to figure out how to play. He’s really bad though. Every time this happens, the Justice league worry that this might be the time the teenager looses. Yet every time, he wins (even if only barely). 

Meanwhile, Danny, Sam, and Tucker have gotten addicted to the game and play it almost daily. Some teachers might seem them playing the game are are like ‘awww how cute’ not realizing this game is literally saving the world. Jazz is just happy they aren’t spending as much time on their screens playing Doomed.

[pixlokita]

I feel like ? I gotta remind people it’s ok to unfollow a blog when it upsets you in any way >> like if I ever do that sure, you can let me know if it was anything I did personally I’d appreciate it but if you just don’t enjoy something it’s ok to unfollow ;w; can’t stress enough how important it is to put your mental health first 👌

[deus-ex-mona]

if the trope works, it ✨works✨ y’know~

[coriander-candlesticks]

I've been trying to figure out how to incorporate religious practice into my life & trying to get over the fear of being...annoying? If that's the right word? It feels a little like tugging on the gods' sleeves when I make more than one offering a day to them even though I know I'm not, like, being rude by *checks notes* giving them things or dedicating time/activities to them. Today I made a dessert in preparation for tomorrow's Pathfinder game and dedicated that time spent baking to Hestia and Aphrodite, and it was really nice! I feel like I'm starting to find my footing despite my worries. I'm also trying to make sure I take time where I'm not thinking about religion at all so that I don't start to ruminate/spiral. It's happened a few times already to varying degrees and it's! Not fun!

It's possible it's hindsight/confirmation bias, but I do think the vibes of my tarot deck changed when I started reaching out to the Greek deities. It makes sense: I was using my deck to reach out to a completely different deity/deities before I started exploring Hellenic polytheism. And it's definitely not in a bad way, just more energetic and...light? When before it was heavier (in a comforting way). I've gotten consistently coherent pulls, too, which is nice.

I've been trying to remember to pour a libation to Hermes at certain street corners when I'm out & about, but I have to make a game plan for when other people are also in the area, even if it's just psyching myself up so I don't look awkward while I do it. I have a pendant that I keep in front of his altar/shrine jar that I try to remember to take with me when I travel, and it's been cool having something in my pocket that's consistently reminding me of him because I check so often to make sure it's still there. There were some...issues with my commute on Monday (a true comedy of errors on the city's part) but the change in routine was a *lot* easier to handle in the morning. Of course, the unusually cool temperature helped, but I do accredit the smooth transition to Hermes because I wasn't stressed at *all* for the vast majority of my commute when I usually would have been wiped from the mental/sensory strain of having to pivot & kinda just hope I guessed right on what to do next. The commute home was a nightmare but I didn't have a whole-ass work day ahead of me after that so the stress didn't matter as much (and I was able to get through the last bus ride & walk from the stop which I wasn't sure I'd have the mental fortitude for).

I'm almost done with the statue of Hermes I've been working on, and I finished a set of alphabet oracle "stones" (squares made from air dry clay...would that technically be closer to potsherds?) tonight. I'll share a picture of them once I finish their bag- I have some leftover green cotton yarn from a recent project that I think will go well with them. We'll see how well they hold up, though I'm not planning on doing the "shake them until one falls out" method so hopefully they'll last a while. I worked on them in the living room this evening, instead of in my room. I'm getting more comfortable showing little elements of what I've been exploring to my housemates; it was nice to be able to sit & paint & listen to the iliad while my friend did his own thing next to me on the couch.

I'm still trying to figure out how to gauge each housemates' potential reactions. It'll probably be fine: friend 1 actively has an altar-esque space and uses tarot cards and a pendulum and friend 2 is friend 1's wife. I'm a bit worried about friend 3 being weird about it, at least at first, but considering he was experimenting with witchcraft-esque things a few years ago (I distinctly remember charms & him discussing which of the wheel of the year days he wanted to observe) I think I'm overthinking things. He's an atheist & his view of witchcraft was, at the very least, *similar* to the psych model, which I think is where the hesitation has been coming from on my end. I have therapy this weekend so I think I'll start bringing things up then. The office my therapist is in openly advertises all sorts of alt/witchcraft things so I think I'll be safe there lol

[unnaturalceilings]

Rereading one of my fave fics and the gay brain worms took hold again

From ch1 of love like on a silver screen by powergrapes

[widevibratobitch]

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[monzabee]

short n' sweet (social media au) - op81

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Summary: The one where in an attempt to figure out who Y/N is dating, the internet come up with theories only to realise she is dating none other than Oscar Piastri and chaos ensues.

Pairing: oscar piastri x pop star!reader (model used: sabrina carpenter) (and domingooo)

Warnings: cursing (i think), sabrina carpenter is horny but it's okay we ride with it, feat the internet being the internet, i have a big fat crush on mercello hernandez so you have been warned

Auhtor note: came all this way, had to explain, direct from @percervall; mar this one is for you, i haven't had this much fun in a long time so thank you for indulging my brainrot and excitement😭🫶

Please also note that all of my works are protected under copyright, and not available for reposting on other platforms.

yourusername

Liked by elleusa, taylorswift, gracieabrams and 3,255,376 others

yourusername: toto, i have a feeling we're not in kansas anymore. short'n sweet cumming to a city near you! first stop: columbus, ohio

user: bro just give me ONE chance

user: SHE'S GORGEOUS ❤️❤️❤️❤️

user: te amo diva

user: don't know if i wanna be with her or i wanna be her

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user: see you tomorrow pookie

user: cant wait to see u 🫶🏼✨🤍

user: she’s the sweetest & shortest 💋

user: it’s Y/N's world and we’re just living in it😭🤍🤍💋💋💋

user: is he talking about TOTO FUCKING WOLFF??

user: why is f1 everywhere, no she isn't😭

tiktokuser1

caption: bed chem from opening night!!

user: that mic is ON! ✨

user: I LOVE THIS DIVA!!

user: watching this isn’t enough, I have to be there

user: I need that bed.. NEOWWW

user: SHE BETTER BRING THE DAMN TOUR TO AUSTRALIA CAUSE THE FOMO IS CRAZY

user: oh i think she'll be bringing the tour to australia alright

user: what does that mean??

user: what do you know!!

tiktokuser2

caption: YO I DON'T KNOW WHAT IS HAPPENING BUT SHORT N' SWEET TOUR IS THAT GIRL!!

user: 'have you ever tried this one?' ugh her mind😭

user: IS THIS THE NEW NONESENSE OUTRO FOR THIS TOUR I NEED TO KNOW

user: i can't take my eyes off this, i've been staring at it for the past five minutes!

user: okay diva we see you👀

yourusername

Liked by madisonbeer, oscarpiastri, haileybieber and 4,182,928 others

yourusername: hello l.a., are you ready to wrap it up?

user: OSCAR JACK PIASTRI WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?

user: okay who is he and why is he lurking in my diva's likes?

user: MY QUEEN (me typing this while listening to espresso 👀)

user: just a girl living life and making everyone fall in love with her

user: i’m 26 and AFRAID of Y/N Y/LN

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user: the caption and the last pic with the kittens the vibes don't match i love you😭

yourusername: stoppp, i diee

user: how is this tour like halfway over ????? second leg of tour maybe???? 😭

tiktokuser3

caption: have you ever tried this one?

user: i don't know how she keeps coming up with these

user: imagine having this much freak, i wouldn't be able to leave my house

user: am i the only one who is excited for the last three shows in la??

user: her boyfriend is one lucky guy that's for sure

user: she has a boyfriend??

user: girl who do you think the guy in the white jacket and the thick accent is?

tiktokuser4

caption: omg guys😭😭 domingo is here😭😭

user: CAME ALLL THIS WAAY HAD TO EXPLAAAIN

user: deerect from domingoo

user: okay hear me out... mercello and Y/N??

user: noooo, this crossover is actually too insane i can't handle it

user: look at how he's looking at her bro's down bad😭

tiktokuser5

caption: WE'VE LOST HER TO DOMINGO GUYS

user: somebody call kyle and tell him the good news😭

user: who's kyle?

user: omg do you live under a rock or something?

user: am i the only one who thinks they are not dating?

yourusername

Liked by tiktok, oscarpiastri, marcellohdz and 3,669,817 others

yourusername: LA night 2 ♥️💋 second locationnnn maybe he’s biiii!!! see you tonight for our last show of the US leg :’) how the hell

user: God bless your Dad’s genetics, Domingo

user: OMG DOMINGOOO… “NOW SHES WITH A HOT GUY BUT HE LOOKS GAY, HEARD HIS NAMES DOMINGO”

user: DOMINGO IS CHEATING ON KELSEY

user: no hate to domingo, but oscar jack piastri liked this post under 1 minute😭😭

user: i think we've established that she is probably dating marcello, please stop with the delulu

user: Y/N IM HERE👹

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user: marcelo hernandez had the opportunity to do the funniest thing ever… and he did

user: the budget for this tour is insane… feels like a literal broadway production

user: came all this way, let her explain deeerect from LA

yourusername

Liked by oscarpiastri, madisonbeer, marcellohdz and 4,928,234 others

yourusername: date night but make it our way tagged: oscarpiastri

user: i'm sorrryyyy, but the dress is giving andie andersonn

yourusername: princess sophia is having some fun tonightt

user: this is still the most mind boggling couple ever BUT YOU LOOK GOOD THO

user: i'm so normal about this, i am sooooo normal about this

user: it's giving ross from friends and i am here for it

user: the best hard launch in the history of hard launches

oscarpiastri: great show, even better after party

yourusername: why did i know you were going to comment this

oscarpiastri: i'm literally sitting right next to you and you saw me type it

user: unhinged gf x calm bf duo is superior and this is the biggest proof ever

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marcellohdz: but what about domingo...

yourusername: i'm sorry domingo...

user: but is mark webber still alive, MARK ARE YOU THERE

oscarpiastri

Liked by yourusername, landonorris, mclaren and 928,256 others

oscarpiastri: came all this way, had to explain... tagged: yourusername

yourusername: 100% recommend, 5-star service

oscarpiastri: 😐

yourusername: 🥰

user: mister oscar jack piastri god bless your dad's genetics indeed

user: world class driving, world class relationship reveal

landonorris: okay but do we get free concert tickets ooor?

oscarpiastri: 😐

yourusername: of course!

user: this is actually so cute i'm going to throw up

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user: have you ever tried this one just took a whole other meaning

user: wait, are we going to see them together in las vegas??

user: the hard launching is insaneee

[viridescentelf]

Yandere elf x reader - Love Making

Character and Art belongs to @meo-eiru! Go follow her and love her 🫶(pushes all of you to her blog)

I am out of ideas, y‘all. I am so happy you guys love my dumb smut lol 🩷 really thank you! Idk if I‘ll do any more, unless specifically asked. Also, if meru is ok with it ✨

Warning: 18+ content, drugging, general nsfw, oral !

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He smothered you with his length.

You got brief respite when he exited, gasping in short bursts.

Silas was caressing your face with both of his hands, holding you in place. His soft thumb pressed lightly into your cheek.

„Good, good~“, he cooed breathily.

In his mind, he was just giving you your nourishment. He didn‘t fully understand why the milking made him feel so lightheaded, why he longed to do it over and over again. But mothers wrote in the baby books that it is a precious bonding ritual, one they never experienced before.

And surely, this was a feeling he hadn‘t experienced before.

Silas let his darling suck his teats every day, but because he was an elf, his milk was stored elsewhere. Of course!

He had a collection of instructional manuals he had consulted (Romance Novels) and they referred to this act as „love making“. What a beautiful term! Silas felt giddy whenever he thought about it. That‘s definitely what the situation in the spring was, too - it all makes sense now!

Letting out a few breathy moans, he felt you lick his tip, as he thrust gently forward. He had prepared you again, giving you long and deep kisses to fully drench you with his aphrodisiac tongue. It was impossible to stop yourself. The way his kisses made you forget yourself, wanting him. You knew now how hard you could come with him just in you. It was annoying to admit, but you wanted more.

You looked up at him and a flush of purple filled his ethereal face.

„K-keep drinking, my precious…“, he huffed. He was holding himself, pointing it at your open lips.

You let your tongue fall out. You could see him gasp inaudibly from arousal at the sight of you. It was kind of fun to tease him. He looked beside himself, whenever he was close.

Your tongue brushed his tip again and he shivered. He was gently holding the back of your head, his fingers laced within your messed up hair. You could feel him push you forward softly.

Without warning you swallowed him as much as you could. Silas yelped at the feeling of you jerking your head forward vigorously. The sounds he made were so pitiful. You couldn’t get that much of him in your throat, but the mere velocity and sudden depth made the elf convulse and shake uncontrollably. He was trying to hold back, but it was futile.

He exploded with a guttural squeal. You felt his seed plummet into your throat and you quickly released your mouth to avoid choking. More overflowed onto your face, the most of it was dripping out of the sides of your mouth though. You swallowed harshly at the load.

Silas was immobile, his arms twitching by his massive side. He didn‘t speak for a while either, so you just sat there in silence with faint sounds of dripping.

Finally, Silas sat up with a flushed face. Dried tears stained his cheeks as his lip quivered.

„Darling… y-you were hungry, weren‘t you?“ he was trying to talk in his melodic voice, but you had taken his ability to be graceful.

You brushed some semen off your chin and stared at him.

„Oh, let me!“, he grabbed a beautiful doily he had been embroidering with donkeys and cows on it. He read babies like barn animals.

He wiped your face clean.

„There! All clean,“ he beamed down at you. Still feeling a bit sticky, you asked if you could go wash your face. He clapped his hands frantically, proud of you, for whatever reason.

Silas‘s semen didn‘t smell like normal cum. It had a strange, soothing scent to it. You stood over the basin and sniffed your hand a few times. What was in his damn bloodstream that made everything about him smell so fucking divine?

In the background, you heard Silas practice some lullaby, poorly.

Evidently, it was time for bed.