#Adri answers

[angelichl]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers! Spread the self-love 💞

omg this is so fun thanks for sending this to me :') <3 my top 5 favorite fics I've written, in order, and why:

play pretend, find a friend (40k; fake/pretend relationship, college au, frat boy harry, kinda lonely louis, inspired by Clouds) I can't believe this was a pinch hit! I still remember when @lululawrence messaged me asking if I was interested (I was walking around campus at night after leaving the library just like harry and louis do in this fic) and I'm so glad I said yes. I wrote this during the fall semester of my sophomore year in college weeks before harry released fine line and it just brings back such warm and cozy memories for me. I also think this is some of my strongest writing, but I rushed the ending quite a bit which still bothers me--one of these days i'll write a real ending to do it justice. if you're looking for a fic to read this fall i think you should read this one hehehe

close to nowhere (34k; psychic au, mystery/investigation, hate to love, sharing a bed, bickering, protective harry) omgggg I had so much fun writing this! both louis and harry being clairvoyants and investigating a haunting together--being 'coworkers' who get on each other's nerves so bad and antagonize each other incessantly, but deep down, when it comes down to it, they care about each other more than anything. protective harry is so fun to write. and louis having premonitions about hooking up with harry still cracks me up.

let me feel your heartbeat (34k; a/b/o, alpha harry, omega louis, rut fic, hate to love, miscommunication) this is a silly smutty unserious fic but I love that people love it so much lol. plus it's fun to do a bit of role reversal and have omega louis be very assertive with a 'take no shit' attitude and alpha harry is both intimidated and in awe of him and doesn't know what to do with himself because of it.

undone, undress (134k; hurt/comfort, past abusive relationship, traumatized harry, college au, roommates au) this fic is CRAZY. let me just say if you hate this fic, I totally see where you're coming from. looking back, I was in a questionable mental state when I wrote this (and I was really young) and I've grown and changed so much since then. but I still stand by the core of what I was trying to do with this fic--to show that recovery after years of trauma and maltreatment is difficult, messy, and complicated AND it's possible. so even though it's wrought with disturbing things that don't face the consequences they probably should, I still feel proud of this fic.

you are half of me (and I am all for you) (24k; 1d is an indie rock band au, cross-country road trip, tour, summer, travel, friends to lovers, pining harry, oblivious louis) ik this isn't a fan favorite but it has a special plate in my heart!! light-hearted, summery, good vibes, idk. fave part was writing that they met in a record store fighting over a bon iver vinyl and harry let louis have it only if he agreed to let him come over to his house and listen to it sometime--and they did, that was how they became friends :')

this was fun thank you for letting me reminisce!

[sunnys-out]

Heyyy so I have a request if it’s ok with you 🤭 idk if you’ve seen the show strictly come dancing but I’d love a jealous fic with any of the ewnt players where the reader is a dancer on the show and they player is jealous of the partner? Thanks babe

ooooooo I haven't seen that but I saw and it's basically like Dancing with the Stars in the US. Love this idea and I've started on it so keep an eye out :)

[owengrose]

i admire your passion, talent, skill, and dedication! also you’re very funny and your blog is wonderful

🥹🥹

Thank you!! That means a lot actually!

[cosmicvaca]

ik it’s been a while since you asked for doodle requests but if you’re still open can you draw the “would you still love me if i was a worm” question with joot and nori. pretty please with a cherry on top

The next day Kakyoin finds several books around the house about caring for worms.

Also, my requests are always open! I love having an excuse to make silly doots tho I might take a while to get to them :)

[winterczn]

daily reminder that channary jannali blackburn, a sadistic tyrant who ordered her seamstress’s feet to be chopped off, loved cinder more than linh adri. A TYRANT, KNOWN FOR BEING EVEN WORSE THAN LEVANA, LOVED CINDER MORE THAN ADRI.

[karizard-ao3]

My guess for next chapter will be either Adri giving the mothers day muffin to Mikasa without fuss surprising everyone or she is going to be upset that Lara still isn't there for her and mwybe have a little heart to heart with Mikasa and gives her the muffin. Idk how 3-4 years olds work lol

I think those are good guesses and you're kind of on the right track! The chapter is going to end up being important for Adri and Mikasa's relationship and it will have something to do with Lara not coming to the muffin party.

(I should probably explain Muffins with Mom, since I just realized it's probably not a universal activity-which is so obnoxiously American of me. It's like a little party the preschool puts on, where the moms come to school to eat a muffin breakfast with their kids. Adri won't give anyone a muffin, but she will need to bring someone as a guest. I actually probably put too much emphasis on wondering who she will bring in the teaser at the end of this last chapter, tbh. It's not really something she spends a lot of time thinking about or deciding😅)

[reapersbayif]

By the time MC reclaim their throne how would the ROs react if they found the looking perplexed at their throne and if they ask them what wrong MC tell them that their something missing in throne and ask the ROs to sit on to it so they could get a better picture and when they do MC immediately sat on their lap and tells them that their the missing piece 

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Mari

Their hands fall down to grip your hips the second you sit upon their lap, pulling you close until you’re flattened against them chest to chest.

Their breath tickles your skin as they kiss up the column of your throat, enjoying the way your breath hitches.

“I always fancied getting myself a throne,” They practically purr, “I suppose being yours works just as well.”

Your hips buck as their hand moves lower, their mouth is on yours, and then you’re lost. Their tongue has always been tricky, and now it is more so than ever.

“Mari…” You whimper, “Mari-!”

“Say my name again. Scream it.” The whisper, greedy and consuming as they pull back to look at you, “Go on, I want to hear your song, little lark.”

Eli

They raise an eyebrow, eyes dark, “Is that grand door over there locked?”

“No,” Your voice is breathy as they lean forward and pull you closer, trailing a finger along your jaw.

“Good.” They say simply, a hand gripping your hair just enough to string and pulling your head back.

Eli has always been good at putting on the perfect, noble facade for those looking in. You know better, as their hands trail up and down your sides and their teeth leave marks that you’re sure will bruise.

“Eli, please.” You groan, pressing your forehead against the sweat slick skin on their shoulder.

“Come on now, sweetling.” They tease gently with a smile, “We have all night. What a way to anoint your throne, hm?”

Finn

Their cheeks flush with dark color, barely noticeable against the dark of their skin. Eyes flutter open and closed with their nerves, their gaze meeting yours with hesitance.

“I shouldn’t be-“ They begin, but you quiet them with a kiss.

“You should be wherever I want you.” You correct, “And right now, I want you here.”

The swallow hard, breathing fast and heavy as if they’d sprinted the length of the castle.

“Now, where do you want me?” You tilt your head slightly.

Their eyes darken at the question, hands grabbing at your waist as you scoot closer. They meet you halfway with a kiss, far more burning and all consuming than an outsider might expect of Finn.

You’re no outsider. You know better. You knew better when you saw them with their father’s blood slicking their hands.

Jay

Their smile is dark and full of promises as you plant yourself on their lap. Their hand brushes your cheek gently and you chase the touch, leaning forward until your faces are only inches apart.

“What do you want?” They ask coyly, eyes half lidded as if they see right through you.

“Touch me.” You say, “Touch me-“

“Beg.” Their voice is that same quiet tone, alluring and scorching, “Make it pretty, love.”

“Please,” You give in, their scarred fingers dancing across your skin, “Please.”

The words fall from you like a mantra, and you can tell they’re pleased from the glint in their eyes.

These are hands that have killed, hands that have done worse. Yet the only thing they destroy now is your sanity as they move past clothing and edge you closer and closer to a different kind of death.

Niy

“Don’t you paint a pretty picture?” They ask, a smile curling their lips as their hands slide under your shirt and rub circles along the top of your hip.

You wiggle under the touch, mouth dry as they lean closer and closer. Your noses nearly brush, their hair falling in their eyes as their eyes take you in like a miracle to behold.

You reach a hand up gently, brushing the hair behind their ear, and their expression fractures at the gentle touch. Their hands are on your face, pulling you in fiercely and claiming your lips like their own.

“Oh, my peerless joy.” They pull back with a sigh only to rest their forehead against your own, “See what you do to me?”

Their breathing is labored, the warmth washing over you as you squirm in their hold. Their hand once more dips beneath your clothing, only this time their destination is lower than your hip.

Adri

“Mm, not the typical use of the throne.” A smile lingers on their lips as their eyes slowly drag up and down your form, “But one I could quickly become fond of.”

“Getting ideas for your own?” You ask as they grab you by the hips and drag you closer in a smooth movement.

They lean back, apparently enjoying the view, freckled skin blushed and warm, “That I am, dearest. Tell me, would you want me on your lap? Or perhaps brought to heel at your feet?”

Their hands grip your thighs as you groan at the image, a curious smile curling their lips. Their grips tightens as they crush you in a kiss, and you think fleetingly that you might combust.

“That’s it,” They encourage as you gasp, rocking closer as their hand climbs up your thigh, “Look at you, dearest, doing such a good job. Falling apart, aren’t you? The prettiest thing I’ve ever seen.”

They have you in their grip, in more ways than one currently, and you have little desire to escape.

Kai

Dark eyes gaze up you as you drop onto their lap, their hands finding your hips in a practiced motion. They liked to grip you there, you knew.

“So this is how it is?” They question, face soft with desire, “Dear heart, you need only ask.”

“Then this is me asking.” You say simply.

“For what?” Their voice dips lower, lips brushing your jaw, “Be specific. Tell me you want me to take you apart, right here and now, on your own throne.”

“Take me apart,” You gasp, “Wreck me.”

“Gladly.”

It’s all you get before they reel you in and their lips capture yours in a bruising kiss, their touch roaming and caressing.

Kai always touches you like that, like a disciple who’s worshiping. You melt under the attention as they bring you undone before piecing you back together with devoted hands.

Mica

The hammering of their pulse is all too obvious as you roam a hand over their chest. They catch it before it can go too far, turning it in their grasp and pressing a kiss to your wrist.

Their mouth trails up your arm before they abandon the endeavor and pull you in to seize your lips.

They tangle their fingers in your hair, longing for more. They plead without having to say a word, their motions telling the story of their hunger. You give in, scooting closer as your lips part and allow them entrance.

One of their hands trail down behind you to press against the small of your back.

Your hips buck, seeking friction, and they surrender whole heartedly to your need. They lean further back, allowing you better access as you climb further atop them.

“Please, love.” They plead, breathless, speech slurred under the pleasure.

“Whatever you want,” You say in return, watching their face twitch in hopeless desperation.

“You,” They breath out, “All of you, always.”

So you give yourself to them. Like always.

Laurie

Xe’s grin is as filthy as you’ve come to expect whenever xe can xir hands on you. Xe leans back, amber eyes trailing across your exposed skin.

“So needy, dear crown. Tell me, has your head become too heavy already?” Xe’s hands gently stroke your cheek before reaching up and tugging you gently closer, “I imagine the old thing is quite uncomfortable.”

“Laurie,” You groan, “Please-“

“Greedy today,” Xe hums, “Lucky I take no issue with it. What do you want?”

“Just you,” You plead, “I want you, please, Laurie.”

Laurie freezes for a moment as if facing down the barrel of a gun. With just a few words, all of the posturing and confidence is gone.

You reach forward, pressing a kiss to the corner of xir mouth.

“Just you,” You whisper again.

“You make things so difficult,” Xe says, achingly tender despite xir words.

“Because I love you?” You grin, enjoying the way xe flusters.

“Because you love me.” Xe echoes, “No one has done it quite so well before, if at all.”

Tavi

“Never imagined myself on a throne, I have to say.” Their smile widens, “Also never imagined being used as one.”

“First time for everything, hm?” You raise an eyebrow, planting your hands on their thighs as you lean forward.

“First of many,” They agree, pulling you into a slow and consuming kiss.

They’ve accepted affection with ready hands and hungry eyes since the first time you touched them. It’s as if a fire had been lit all that time ago and was never put out; now it burned for you, craved your attention.

They’re practically laying across the throne as shirts are discarded and skin is laid bare. The dark expanse of their chest is revealed to you, scars adorning them like stars do the night sky.

You must admit, this is far preferable to any other way of sitting the throne. Certainly more pleasurable, you think as hips grind together and mouths meet in a familiar dance.

Leonie

She must see the want in your eyes because she beckons you closer, pulling you in as you sit upon her lap.

The soft silk of her night shift rubs against your arms as you grasp for her. Her hands are firmly gripping your hips as she enters your space, her lips only a breath away from yours.

When the two of you had began this foray into a relationship, she’d been hesitant. Her affection was hard won, as she’d never had anyone to give it to before and saw no reason to start now.

You showed her you could make things good, though. She showed you the exact same in return.

“My love, you’re always so eager.” She smiles, “You would take whatever I deign to give you, hm? You’d do so happily and then ask for more.”

You suck in a breath as her nails scratch gently at your skin, wriggling in her lap as her other hand grips your thigh.

She moves with a deceptively sweet smile, her fingers grasping and circling. She catches each sound you make with her own mouth, all consuming as she takes you to that edge over and over.

Striker

His eyes are blown wide the moment you sit yourself on his lap. He swallows, breath rough as he steadies you by the hips while you wiggle closer.

“Hinting at something, sunshine?” He asks, his gaze more than enough to light a fire in the pit of your stomach.

You answer him with a kiss, and he wraps his arms around you to pull you further into him. He kisses like a drowning man seeking air, like a dying man chasing life.

“How easy,” He breaths out as you part, “You are to need. To want.”

“And you to love.” You counter, watching his soften impossibly as he thumbs at the him of your shirt.

“And you to love,” He repeats the words like a promise, like an oath.

His hands, so deadly and steady, are only used now to tear you asunder. They hold you, scarred and gentle, as you shake apart atop him. His lips find yours again and again as he joins you in tumbling over the edge, the sight ever a beautiful one to witness.

???

Their hand brushes their hair back, eyes half lidded as they watch you sit yourself upon them.

“You make a fool of the sun,” They say softly, eyes gentle as they watch you get comfortable.

“Silver tongued as ever.” You say in response, back arching as they grip you at the waist and pull you closer.

“I might have said things that people loathed hearing, but I’ve never once lied.” They brush their thumb across your lips, “Silver tongued I may be, but I speak only the truth.”

You cannot respond as they claim your mouth like so many times before. They’re wanting and hungry and desperate as if you’ll disappear the moment they let you go.

Your hands grip their shoulders and their own roam over your body like something to be rediscovered each time they get the chance.

Blood has stained you both, yet you know only peace in their grasp. Destruction is in their nature yet you do not fear it. After all, they tore the world apart for you once and would happily do so again.

[svkhky]

why are we talking about how lando likes his eggs

[alligaytorswamp]

i've seen few posts of kaeya and childe together on ur blog. And i'm kinda curious on why ur fascinated by this ship

"few posts"?? 😭

asdjhkajlhdjjshslkda sorry it's just this ship takes up too much of my personality to be just "few posts of kaeya and childe together" 😭😭😭

ERM ANYWAYS... AHHAHAJDSKASD

uhhh 1. i am not the guy to give good explanations for any ship im crazy about 2. bad memory and inability to talk eloquently be damned

i'd say that first of all they just *feel* right. which is -naturally- subjective as shit i just can see them interact, i can see the potential in their dynamic, kinda like... they have enough in common but also plenty of stuff they would have different opinions on. and all of it matches nicely where it's not "people who wouldnt get along due to crazy differences in morals and worldviews", it's more like "compatible people, whose differences can actually help them improve themselves"

uhhh ofc the whole abyss thing, kaeya being part of tartaglia's trial, hydro+cryo swag, them both being excellent big bros, etc etc (i probably am forgetting smth important) all of which helps me pretend they are real and canon

idk really how to explain it, it's just very real to me, and most of it i can only astral project into ur brain through vivid hallucinations i have about their interactions

and if i had to talk about my *personal* taste and why chaeya hits so hard, well it's just my fav "trope", where a character i don't care that much about (tartaglia) is simping HARD for the character a love (kaeya) LMAO i loveee seeing love fucking up imaginary people ok, AND my fav gets to receive all the attention teehee ^_^ (all of this is naturally kind of a joke, and only the surface level of what i think or i like about this ship)

maybe i could come up with more "reasons" .. errr.. tartaglia is crazy, but kaeya could handle that easily and make him better AND worse their banter would be immaculate, like u know they could have annoying fake conversations about weather and work with vague jabs and threats and somehow it's them flirting, but then also!! them talking fr?? being all fucking honest??? bruh. a man dedicated to his country and a man who had to question where he even belongs? wOooOOoOOw... angsty! deep! fascinating! now also take tartaglia's loyalty/dedication and throw all of it at kaeya? wow. have anyone ever gone crazy for kaeya like tartaglia could?? i need that and i think kaeya deserves that both are good with kids.... augh.... like consider all the 'political' tension there may be and them being on guard since this other guy lowkey highkey could be an enemy and then they both interact with klee. and like. WOW. no way this guy suddenly showing so much of his sweet and caring side?? 2094893 injured and 1 dead (it's me) ohhh they have such hardcore slowburn potential too... bc DENIAL ... and they shouldnt even like each other, but when they talk the sparks are fucking speeding thru and the flirting happens so naturally and oopsy daisy they are now casually writing each other letters totally insisting that all of it is to get some secret information out of the other but both long forgotten what that secret info even was AAAA ah.. there is just so much............... i could have written many novels of just my incoherent thoughts about them 😔

[itstokkii]

just. just ummm asking but if turkuzbek were getting married what outfits would they wear i want ur input!! ^_^ no secret plan whatsoever!!! justttttt curious,;;

gonna trust you on that "no secret plan thing" hmmmmmm.....

okok so the first thing you gotta know about uzbek/turkish weddings is they are basically parties. especially in the rural areas.

uzbek women take their outfits very seriously since this is a very social scene and they want others to be talking about their drip. they have at least 10 different outfits to wear to weddings. this is why every wedding looks like a gala.

uzbek brides throughout the 2-3 day wedding processions(and the engagement ceremony) have at least 4-5 different outfit changes and all of them slay so hard.

wedding outfits: the usual white dress, tuxedo combo. the bride has a jeweled headband or tiara. here's a link to an uzbek wedding store that could give you some inspo but tbh...any wedding dress is fine as long as it's white.

engagement ceremony, bachelorette party: usually a modified version of uzbek traditional clothing, link here

at home: here

I've looked over turkish wedding traditions and a lot of them overlap with uzbek wedding traditions: it lasts for about 2-3 days.

prequel: Fatiha-to'yi: the engagement ceremony. usually when this happens it's a sign to anyone else who was gonna propose to basically just give up lol. it's confirmed, they're officially fiances. engagement rings are given here(usually to the bride since uzbek men don't wear rings, but a lot of turkish guys do wear rings, esp wedding rings so....dazzle dazzle sadik. just as long as it's not a gold ring!). in uzbek tradition, they break bread in half, which reaffirms the officiation of the engagement.

day 1: qiz to'yi(or qiz vechir)/kına gecesi: day 1 is basically the bachelorette party, and it's about the bride and her close family and friends. in uzbekistan, it can be hosted in the bride's house or a venue/restaurant could be rented out. gifts are given to the bride's family.in turkey, the bride and wedding guests will have henna applied onto them in fun designs, and traditionally this was believed to protect the couple from evil.

day 2: nikokh toy'i: day 2 is when the bride and groom officially get married. in the very early morning, uzbek fried rice(osh/pilaf) is prepared in the groom's house for neighbors and guests to eat. around the daytime is when the groom arrives at the bride's house, and they're married by an imam(leader of your local mosque).

in turkey, there's a tradition where the groom tries to take the bride away from her home, with her family members "refusing to open the door" as a joke. the groom has to knock many times, and sometimes has to bribe the family with money or candy to let her go.

(i can see uzb's siblings being very, very adamant to let her go lol. my man turkey has to bribe them with a few benjamins to finally see her)

and after that the two are driven to the state registry office to fill out their marriage certificate. after that, they're driven to the groom's house(or a venue wherever the wedding reception is happening) to party. if it's the groom's house a whole ensemble of people playing karnays and surnays(horns) greet them at the entrance of the house. in turkey they play davuls(drums) and zurnas(horns).

usually about 300 people on average pull up to the reception. sometimes guests aren't even close to the bride/groom themselves, they'll just hear from a friend of a friend that a wedding's happening on X date and they're down. anyway, lots of music and dancing going around, and a lot of food. in turkey, they have a traditional dance called haley, where people hold hands and dance in a circle, as the music speeds up and slows down(a bit like dabke...??)

examples of venues lol

this goes on until like. quite late into the night(1-2am). there's all sorts of traditions, like the groom eating a bit of honey and then giving it to the bride to eat as well so their life is "sweet" from then on, but there's a lot of regional differences i can't list lol. in turkey, the bride and groom give pocket money in envelopes to kids.

when the bride and groom is at home, the bride's friend dresses the bride up in special clothes behind a curtain in the bride and groom's room. the groom, along with his friends, has to go and pay a small sum of "ransom money" to her friend, after which they're left alone together.

day 3: kelin salom(bride greeting): on the third day, the bride is dresses in kelin sarpo with a veil over her head, as she bows lightly to guests. during this time, both sides of the family exchange gifts of things to help the new couple's household. with that, all ceremonies are over. the bride wears a bunch of new drip her parents collected and bought over the years for the next month or so.

i couldn't add much about turkey since I'm not turkish, so if anyone turkish would like to correct me on something or add on, feel free!

[angelichl]

you seem really nice and you’re a great writer ❤️

thank you🥲🫶

[sunnys-out]

10. I still remember how you taste for Alex M?

Here it is!

Thanks for requesting! :)

[owengrose]

ADRIAN NEW PRONOUNS ERA???? O: love this for you!!!!!!

ADRIAN NEW PRONOUNS ERA! It's nearly impossible to misgender me as I am simply a little guy. I switch around the order of the she and he based on Vibes, but all of them are chill

For the vibe-based: pick a pronoun based on Vibes

For the formula based: 3 theys : 2 hes : 1 she

[cosmicvaca]

good luck with the painting soldier godspeed o7 as for doodle requests hmmmmm perhaps... a part 4 or 6 kakyoin? if u have any designs in mind for him

As a Kakyoin fan and artist, I'm doing my part in giving him a part 4 design 🫡

Honestly, I've been thinking of a part 4/6 Kakyoin design for a while now, but I've haven't been confendet in any of them. I wanna strike a balance with kakyoin's character (that prim and proper mask he wears to cover the fact that hes unhinged lol), the styling of part 4, and something to complement jotaro (since they're foils and would be side by side during the Morioh case) but not completely matching with him.

I wanna work more with this design, but I hope you like it 🙃

Edit : Here's more <3

[koushuwu]

Hi Mica! Any fun plans for the weekend? :3

hi adri, darling! i, for once, actually do not have even a single thing planned this weekend. which is honestly so nice, i’ve been needing a break to recharge! i think i’m gonna be reading a bit and getting some writing in too, now that i have the time and motivation. oh and i’m thinking i should touch up my blue hair dye tonight, just for the hell of it!

how about you, love? anything fun planned on your end? <3

[karizard-ao3]

That question scares me because the things so out of pure spite 🤦 Especially if Lara sees that Adri and Eren are happy... I hoped that Eren saved a screenshot of Lara's google searches but knowing him, he's screwed in court.

If he goes to court! I won't confirm or deny what will happen later in the fic, but related to the ask about if she sued for custody: it would be a very tough spot for Eren if Lara were to initiate a custody dispute because I don't think he's the type to think ahead that far and prepare for all contingencies. Armin would be, but Eren isn't the plotting type.