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[anniflamma]

ANNI YOU IN HOLD THEM DOWN EEEEEKKK! ALSO YOUR CRUSE YOU MAKE EVERYONE HOT!

My sibling told me that I made Antonius do the seductive head tilt, looking down at his shoulder - thing.

Is that why everyone is screaming at me in my inbox? XD

[epicthemusicalstuff]

i think it's funny that one of the first things ody did when he got home was argue with his wife about the furniture

Iconic actually-

[psin314]

poor Spite deserves some love too ❤️ (also love ur art sm its sososo good)

of course he does hehe. so here's a little kiss on the cheek. and... candles eating. 🗿never do this guys okay

also some thoughts on my spite x rook (ppffffhhhtffpf spook). im sorry my fellow horny spite enjoyers but it's not my cup of tea. spite's just a little very supportive guy. i dont think he really understands all the things rook and lucanis do to each other but he feels and sees that it makes them both happier so he's like nice👍👍. rook likes to give him forehead and cheek kisses tho.

[comicaurora]

Hi, Red. I'm hoping you can put on your writing advice hat for a second. I've tried to write stories several times and think I'm pretty good at outlining plots. But the wall I always hit is that when I try to write the character's dialogue they all sound the same, ie they talk exactly the same way I do. At which point I give up. Any suggestions?

Ah, character voice! A tricky blend of strategy and ✨vibes✨ goes into picking one, but mostly they can be drawn cleanly from the underpinnings of the character themself.

Narrowing in on a character voice can be helped initially with some basic brute-force Q&A:

How polite/formal is this character? Would they pick their words carefully to avoid offense? Do they use honorifics or nicknames? Are they impulsive and often thoughtless, saying things in clumsy, unpolished ways that might offend? Do they aim to offend?

How confident is this character? Do they stutter, do they pepper in "um" and "ah"? Do they always know how the sentence will end before they start it? Do they turn statements into questions or vice versa? Are they guileless and open? Guarded and wary? What, if anything, makes them shut down?

What does this character prioritize? An explainer wants their audience to understand exactly what they're going for, so their dialogue will be clarifying and perhaps a bit long. A character who doesn't care what anyone believes might not be willing to waste time explaining themself. A character who cares more about everyone getting along might spend their dialogue defusing arguments or placating emotional rough patches; a character looking for a fight might aim to create those rough patches.

How silly is this little guy? Some characters will spot opportunities for levity and go for it. Some characters can't help themselves and will turn everything into a gag. Some will recognize a joke and pointedly ignore it until everyone gets back on track. Some have no sense of humor. All of this will determine what kinds of lines they will and won't say.

How emphatic are they? Some characters would never dream of using an exclamation point. Some couldn't end a sentence with anything else.

What's their frame of reference? One person's normal is another person's incomprehensible. A character totally at home in a certain environment or situation will carry themself through it very differently than someone who's out of their depth.

How insightful are they? Are they profoundly introspective or are they holding the door shut on their collapsing tupperware stack of emotional issues? If someone else is in distress, can they find a way to help, or do they maybe get frustrated at their inability to do so? Can they glean what's bothering someone or do they need to be told? What kind of things are obvious to them, and what flies over their head?

And etcetera. There's tons of questions you could add here, but they're just to get a gist. A character voice is genuinely less about tone and accent and whether or not they use contractions and more about, like. Would They Fuckin Say That. Everything else is icing as far as I'm concerned.

[frownyalfred]

I'm thinking about Dick and the other batkids never openly disagreeing/arguing with Bruce in front of other capes/non bats, and what an abrupt and startingly change it must be for anyone to suddenly be considered family and watching the arguments and fights and petty drama they all have with each other in private. I'm just imagining Clark being stunned the first time he hears, sweet, loyal, obedient Dick call Bruce a dumb bitch who he hopes chokes on his over overinflated ego and self righteous, because this is why everyone hates you B!

Clark is equally stunned when Dick, at breakfast (brunch for anyone else) the next morning is chatting cheerfully with Bruce and the rest of the family, and gives Bruce a quick kiss on the cheek on his way out the door. The whiplash alone leaves Clark gaping senselessly.

The whiplash comes from Clark realizing that Dick wasn’t lying one bit when he said both sentences 🤣

[charbottan]

charbottan how do i tell a cute guy that i want to turn him into a cute girl

you dont. you just turn him into a cute girl. you dont tell him anything. you just do it

[meltedmush]

Your YQY is sooo cute! I really love him enjoying life. He’s so dog coded. My handsome boy. Thank you so much for your art!

AAAAAAA THANK YOU VERY MUCH!!! HE’S ONE OF MY FAVESSSS SO I’M GLAD I CAN DO HIM JUSTICE 👉👈💖💖💖💖💖💖

I don’t remember if I ever talked about this here, but my introduction to SVSSS was via the Donghua, AND HIS FACE WAS ONE OF THE KEY THINGS THAT HOOKED ME INTO SVSSS.

My first impression of Yue Qingyuan might not be the most positive,,, (donghua YQY seemed like a Sid from Ice Age looking dolt to me 😭😭), BUT I WAS SO INTRIGUED BY HIM AND I’M SO GLAD I SAT THROUGH IT. I KNEW HE WAS INTERESTING,,, BUT I DIDN’T EXPECT HIS STORY TO CLOTHESLINE ME IN THE THROAT. 😭😭😭 (I absolutely adore him now)

[epicthemusicalstuff]

you know what time it is... we're hungry and the cows look good

*taps the sign*

[frownyalfred]

The thing about the whole Bruce and Clark deciding to sleep together once to get it out of their system, is that it would wholeheartedly eat them up inside just how incredible it was but also 'whose stupid idea was it to call this a one off????'.

Needless to say, they both talk and come to the super smart, 'this is the best outcome possible in order to maintain optimal working conditions' decision and decide to make it a once a month thing... scratch that let's make it once a week.

...You know what, how about whenever we're stressed?

Exactly. The problem isn’t that the sex is good (it’s GREAT). It’s the intimacy and the chance to be vulnerable and protected at the same time by the “one-off” mentality. If Bruce makes an inadvertent noise during sex because it feels so good being held, that’s fine because they both agreed this is just to get those exact feelings out and then never do it again.

Except then a week later Clark sees Hal chatting Bruce up in the gym and nearly crushes an entire door with the strange sudden devastation ripping through him (not jealousy, not really)

[hasgavlebockenburneddownyet]

I don't think it's gonna burn this year BUT IF IT DOES I promise to tattoo a gavlebocken on myself. If this is what gives some daredevil the incentive, then i'll gladly provide.

Oh shit cant believe i missed this. POTENTIAL ARSONIST LOOK HERE!!!

[pipertheseapancake]

//ask ask ask ask ask plz plz plz

weirdly specific and unrelated asks to know someone well:

chipotle order?

thoughts on veganism?

a specific color that gives you the ick?

mythical creature you think/believe is real?

favorite form of potato?

do you use a watch?

what animal do you look forward to seeing when you visit an aquarium?

do you change into specific clothes for the house when you get home?

do you have a skincare routine (and how many steps is it)?

on a plane, do you ask for apple or orange juice?

anything from your childhood you’ve held on to?

brand of haircare/bodycare/skincare that you trust 100%?

first thing you’re doing in the purge?

do you think you’re dehydrated?

rank the methods of death: freezing, burning, drowning

thoughts on mint chocolate chip?

an anxious compulsion you do everyday?

your boba/tea order?

the veggie you dislike the most?

favorite disney princess movie?

a number that weirds you out?

do you have an emotional support water bottle?

do you wear jewelry?

which do you find yourself using, american or british english?

would you say you have good taste in music?

how’s your spice tolerance?

what’s your favorite or go-to outfit?

last meal on earth?

preferred pasta noodle?

ask me anything !

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[miedei]

lol I imagine spencer picking reader up after her first girl's night with the BAU ladies and he's all 'why did you let her get so drunk' but he's so in loveeeeee will let her climb him like a koala and take her home and take off her makeup for her bc she'd forget </3333

omgg anon you read my mind!!

1k, you're drunk and love spencer (he loves you too)

mystery girl!au

He shows up to the bar, calling you, but in your drunken stupor you seem to be struggling to pick up the phone. Elle, much more sober than the others, guides him over to the booth that you've crammed yourselves into. JJ and Garcia are leaned on your shoulders from either side, voices overlapping as they speak incoherently. Spencer can't help but chuckle at the complete 180 your expression makes, however.

Before you catch sight of him, you're frowning down at your phone, your jabbing finger missing the buttons every time you try. Nodding absently at whatever's being said around you, you can't tear your eyes away from it, your knitted brows making affection swell up in Spencer's heart.

But when you do see him?? It's like the clouds have parted. Your eyes light up, straightening up in your seat as you wave happily, not caring that you're jostling JJ and Garcia as you do.

"Spence! You're here! I was trying- trying to call you but," You frown again, "my phone is being weird." The frown can't stay for long, though, as you climb haphazardly over JJ's lap in order to stand in front of Spencer, lauching yourself at him with a giggle.

He can barely keep his balance, widening his stance a little before running a hand up and down your back with an indulgent smile.

"How much have you had, angel?" He stares pointedly at Elle as he speaks to you, who raises her palms in a repentant gesture. You mutter something into his shirt, words muffled as you don't seem willing to take your face out of his chest just yet.

"What was that?" "I dunno, Spence. Can we kiss?"

He flushes, and no matter how drunk they are, JJ and Garcia can always pick up on an instance where they can tease him. They giggle behind their hands, unsubtly whispering about how they've got to tell Morgan about this. Spencer can't bring himself to care, though, not when he's got you in his arms, your chin propped up against his chest as you look up at him pleadingly.

He can't help himself, bending down painfully at the neck to plant a kiss on your lips.

After making sure Elle is alright shepherding the other two home, he sweeps you out of the bar, bundling you up in his cardigan before putting you in the passenger seat of his tiny car. He's not a huge driver, so he has less of his attention on you than he'd like, but you don't seem to notice, chattering away mindlessly in the passenger seat about how the music was sooo good tonight and your friends are so cool spence i might steal them (you have).

Once you make it back to your apartment complex, he half-drags you into the lobby before giving up and hoisting you onto his back piggy-back style. It's surprisingly effective, not only to get you moving faster, but the sight of his brown hair right in front of your face shuts you up real quick.

He doesn't really realise why until he catches a glimpse of you in the elevator mirror, and the view of your eyes trained fixedly on his hair, clumsy hands trying to be gentle as you braid some of it, has his eyes practically turning into hearts.

Once he finally gets the two of you into the apartment, he makes sure you're holding on tight as he undoes your strappy shoes, placing them in the shoe rack overflowing with mismatched pairs. After toeing off his converse with nowhere near as much care, he maneuvers the two of you into the bathroom, depositing you on the bathroom counter. You whine softly at the loss of his hair in your hands, but his tolerant smile has you melting, looking up at him with a dopey smile.

Your adoration nearly has you forgetting to process what he's doing. He's darting around the messy bathroom, grabbing bottle after bottle until his arms are full.

"Spence, what are you doing?" The drinks have clouded your processing skills, and all you want to do his hold him and go to sleep.

He shoots you a small smile, depositing the stuff on the counter next to you before approaching you, cotton pad in hand.

"I've gotta take off your makeup, you know you'll feel uncomfortable tomorrow if you go to sleep with it on," Your eyes are glassy, looking up at him as he swipes at your face with the utmost of care. All the emotions that you harbour for him seem to bubble up inside you, until you can't take it any more.

If you were more lucid, you'd write him a poem. Maybe organise a fireworks show, or buy him a star. But, you're still held in the throes of alcohol, so it's all you can do to blurt out: "You're so so pretty Spence, I love you."

Despite the gesture not being nearly as extravagant as he deserves, blood rushes to his face, and he ducks his head a little as he kisses your forehead wordlessly. He continues to wipe at your face, much gentler than you would, revelling in the feeling of your soft skin under his hand, calloused from his gun.

Finally, once he's done, he helps you out of your dress, handing you one of your pyjama pants and a shirt of his to wear to bed.

As soon as you're dressed, looking achingly cozy perched on the counter, hair mussed and clothes draping over your form, he helps you down to your feet with hands firmly on your waist. He wraps his arms around you from behind, waddling the two of you to the bedroom and tucking you into the covers.

At long last, he slides into bed next to you, giving you some space in case you're overheating still. You can't have that, though, and shuffle along the mattress until you're tucked into his side. Falling asleep almost instantly, you push your head into the crook of his neck, and he buries his face in your hair, inhaling deeply and whispering into the darkness,

"I love you too"

[meltedmush]

SQQ having a matching raincoat with his skinzun?

[golden-berry]

Well now I think we need werewolf Stan and vampire Fidds together

[epicthemusicalstuff]

What was your favorite Ithaca Saga Song?