#And hopefully I can get more scheduled from there

[rubyfoxfyre]

Another Prologue to...

Hello there, and Happy New Year!

It's hard to believe it's been a whole month since the conclusion to Riddle of Magic! For those of you who were waiting to begin your lessons after the story had concluded, you can now binge the entire saga here!

But what's next?

Well, there are still more Charlastor stories to tell, both in the Riddle-verse and beyond!

While the main Riddle series has reached a conclusion, across the Horizon of the Umbral Sea, another adventure awaits! I'm excited to announce that the next chapter of Relative Horizons is tentatively scheduled to release February 23rd - just in time for that story to celebrate its own 1-year anniversary, with the conclusion to arrive March 9th!

After that, we're back to analyzing the Rumor Spectrum with a hopefully monthly release beginning April 6th!

Of course, much of the release schedule for these tales depends on the status of my largest project, a story that's been waiting for Charlie and Alastor's tale to conclude.

White Soul is coming soon - however, for exciting reasons I can't elaborate on, I can't offer a specific release date ✨yet✨. But I can show a little sneak peek into the creative process for it, and show a tiny preview of just how far it's come!

From this:

The first draft collection, filled with my terrible handwriting!

To this:

And this isn't even the full length, dear readers! This is just what existed as the 2nd draft!

The newest draft is still all-digital, but it'll get printed eventually. I'll post a before-and-after once the full saga is completed in its final publishing draft!

Maybe there'll be a raffle to guess the ultimate page count, or something. Stay tuned lol!

But, in all seriousness, I'm so happy that all of you are here, and I'm so excited to present these new stories to you all!

See you soon for a new update! 🍷

[joocomics]

1K FOLLOWERS CELEBRATION

✭ event is 18+

with a small delay i’m finally ready to get started with my little celebration event for hitting 1k followers! this is a crazy milestone for me… i can’t express how grateful i am to all of you who support my silly stories and posts. i know i run this blog because it’s a hobby of mine and a way to escape from hectic daily life while also enjoying my interests, but your feedback, asks and comments - plus the amazing friends i made here - make it much more special than that. thank you! ♡

as a little treat, i’m opening my requests! from today, you can send in a request by following the steps below and i will write you a short spicy drabble based on it. i’m gonna be posting the finished drabbles throughout the month of february without keeping up with any specific schedule to avoid a potential burnout.

( ! ) please keep in mind my works are written with fem!reader implied; i don’t write non-con and dark content. read my guidelines before requesting so you can get familiar with what i write and don’t write about. thank you!

HOW TO SEND A REQUEST?

1) pick a member from one of the following groups: xdinary heroes; p1harmony; wayv; tomorrow x together

- excluding jongseob and soul from p1h

2) pick one or two dialogue prompts from the following lists: smutty prompts list 1 | smutty prompts list 2 | smutty prompts list 3

- if you have preference on who (member or reader) says a specific line please let me know!

3) pick a kink from the list below (this is optional):

somnophilia

choking

anal

cockwarming

corruption kink

formal wear

cuckolding

dacryphilia

overstimulation

double penetration

exhibitionism

food play

spanking

foot fetish

dry humping

lingerie kink

pillow humping

phone sex

spit kink

squirting

thigh riding

sensory deprivation

face slapping

orgasm denial

WANT TO REQUEST A THREESOME? PICK A DIALOGUE PROMPT FROM THE LIST BELOW INSTEAD:

(some of these prompts are by @/airaibunny and some of them are mine)

1. “are you just gonna sit and watch?”

2. “i saw you looking at my girlfriend”

3. “i can make her cum quicker than you”

4. “we both really like you”

5. “i want to watch”

6. “why don’t you practice on him first?”

7. “does she deserve to cum? what do you think?”

8. “i want us all to get off at the same time”

9. “do you like making us mad?”

10. “started without me?”

11. “she’s doing great, isn’t she?”

12. “why are you both being such brats right now?”

13. “i think we need to teach her a lesson”

14. “spank her harder”

15. “do you mind filming us?”

( ! ) the prompts in this list will be crossed out as soon as they’re requested to avoid repetition

an example of a request: can i request gunil + “don't forget who you belong to” and spanking?

an example of a request for a threesome: can i request a threesome with yeonjun and taehyun + prompt 11 and pillow humping?

♡ i really hope you’re all excited about this just as much as i am! hopefully you’ll enjoy reading the drabbles i will write for you; they’re a way of expressing my gratitude for your on going support on this blog! again, thank you and take care~

[thedailyvio]

New Year, new update

This makes 7 years completed? And onto 8

Goals for '25?

I think I'd like to build my mental library more and Finally study something for once

Probably would like to work on my technique a bit more so I can be more comfortable drawing too? I kind of always need to refine something with 3+ passes to feel comfortable with it, but I'd like to get to a place where I can draw a bit more simply for not-grand pieces at least

A lot of things are up in the air right now for how much I'm going to be able to commit to art this year, so I can't predict what I'll have space for

However, I think while I'm going to stick to weekly posting for now (this will only change if I move back to desktop art more predominantly and I don't foresee this for awhile) I do want to try and post on the last day of each month also To better keep each everything in its proper month at least

[shubbabang]

Hoi everyone I hope you’re all having a good holiday season!

For those unaware I’ve been moving my focus from Twitter to Bluesky! If you’ve stopped using Twitter in favor of Bluesky you can follow me here!

My comic output has been slow this year (apologies) but in the meantime I’ve been putting older comics on Bluesky as well

[robiinurheart33]

Haha wouldn’t it be so weird if when soap was taken and brainwashed he was constantly being compared to this soldier named “ghost” haha

Anyways explicit descriptions of psychological torture and violent intrusive thoughts under the cut

He would be beaten and berated constantly. why wasn’t he stronger than ghost, why wasn’t he faster, more skilled, better, stealthier, healthier.

Ghost could’ve done better in worse conditions.

Ghost has done better in worse conditions.

Why was soap not better even after all this?

It drove him up the wall, the way he would wonder who he was, seething and bleeding by the lip. After all that he’s gone though, all that he’s endured, everything.

Why wasn’t be better? Why can he never, ever be better?

They drove his sanity to the ground, spat and kicked at it until there was nothing but a shell of who he once was, and rebuilt it to fit their ideals. Soap couldn’t remember who he was before this, before the experiments. He couldn’t think, do, say anything without being ordered to do so by someone else.

Some days, soap would pull on the thin stripe down his scalp, eager to find some semblance of control over himself, even if it were pain. He would always get punished.

“It was the only thing he can and will recognise him by.”

“Ghost likes that on you.”

It made him hate the Mohawk even more.

He hates Ghost. He was sick of it. He was done waiting. He was done being compared to. He was done with being second to him. He wanted to pull him apart limb from limb, feel the hot blood spill over his teeth and he rips his throat apart, hear the sickening crunch of his neck being twisted, feel the smooth muscle of his skin ripple and tremble in fear of the one that he was supposedly supposed to be stronger than. Soap will never, ever get anything else in his life but the pure, white-hot rage of revenge. He maybe thinks this had lingered on since he was younger, before everything. It felt like an old friend, more so than his other emotions.

His first mission.

He will be better. He will be better. He will be the best. He will be good. This might be his only shot. This is. He will be the best. He will succeed. He will not fail. He will not fail. He will not fail. He will not fail. He will not fail. He will not fail.

He runs into ghost.

At first, he didn’t know who he was. Soap was in a room with a few others, guns up and masks drawn, ready to shoot anyone who tries to come into the room. They had been infiltrated, and soap wasn’t told more than that. He didn’t really need to know more. Shoot the hostiles, keep people safe. Suddenly, bullets start to rain from outside the door, and soon enough, more and more bodies start hitting the floor. Soap does not panic. He hides behind a bookshelf, waiting.

A big ass motherfucker in a skull mask walks into the room and it looks like the shadows are warping to his presence. Soap does not panic. He reaches for the knife strapped to his thigh, flicking it up and holding it ready. He waits patiently until he stalks near the bookshelf, tightening his grip on the knife. They make eye contact, and through the skull mask stained with blood, he can see jet black eyes staring at him in shock. Death incarnate. Soap does not panic.

“Joh-”

Soap quickly slips out of his hiding spot, wrapping a forearm over his neck and attempting to jab the knife right into his socket. He feels a hand grip tightly onto his forearm, and he goes weightless. All the air escapes his lungs as his back slams against the floor, his head spinning. He screams at himself to get up, fight, be better, before he hears the familiar crackle of a radio.

“Ghost, how copy?”

Ghost.

This is Ghost.

Ghost just fucking flipped him.

Soap does not panic. He does not panic but he feels a chill go down his spine as he sees red, scrambling back up onto his feet. The adrenaline starts to kick in now, and he lunges at him, ripping the radio off his vest and slamming it on the floor. He’s not completely sure why he did that, but in all fairness soap feels like he’s losing his goddamn mind, if his captors haven’t done so already. He punches Ghost, wincing slightly as his knuckle hit the cheekbone corner of his stupid skull mask. Soap starts to reach for his gun before Ghost punches back, hitting the mask clean off his face, pushing his back to the floor, one hand on his wrists. Soap starts to get really agitated now. After everything that he’s gone through, he’s still not good enough to beat ghost. He still hasn’t improved. He hasn’t gone anywhere. He makes eye contact with Ghost and is slightly taken aback when he is reflected with an equally crazed stare.

“Johnny.”

What the fuck?

Soap doesn’t say anything. Ghost’s eyes are brown, not black. Why hasn’t be killed him yet? Why isn’t Soap struggling? Ghost has blonde eyelashes.

“Where have you been?” To soap’s absolute horror, those brown eyes start to become glossy. He flinches back as if he’s been hit, and grits his teeth. No shit, he’s been here the whole time, where else is he supposed to be?

Soap surges forward and headbutts him in hopes of him letting go. He doesn’t, and it makes soap all the more dizzier, more frustrated. Why isn’t he fucking dead already? He squeezes his eyes shut, trying to get his mind right.

“Johnny. Johnny.” Can he just shut the fuck up? It’s getting increasingly hard to concentrate for some reason. Shit. He feels overly exposed without the mask, feeling his body temperature rising steadily.

“Stop calling me that!” he growls out, twisting out of his grip and punching his across the face. The twisted skull mask looks almost comical out of place, but he can still see those eyes. Ghost’s hand comes to cup his cheek, and soap flinches back. His eyes look like Soap just mauled his puppy right in front of him. It makes him freeze in place, head awkwardly hovering between the floor and Ghost.

Images of blood spilling and needles, dirt and coffins fill his head, the sound of a neck snapping, gagging, screams and whimpers. Hands on him, eyes on him, never letting go. Stay. Soap snaps back into place, grabbing the mask and twisting it up, covering Ghost’s eyes. He quickly gets his other hand free and pushes ghost off him, sprinting out of the room.

“Wait-!” Is all he hears before flying down the corridor, back to safety, back to where it’s familiar, where he always is, where he always will be.

Loyalty has always been Soap’s best trait.

[torchickentacos]

I hate it when my chronic illnesses are chronic and my disabilities are disabling and my seasonal affective disorder is seasonally affecting me

[tariah23]

Whaaa my other job got back to me (the temp ageny)!!! Some 3rd shifts but it’s fine. I miss working with the agency since we get paid weekly and it’s 20 and hr for easy work 😭!!! Yippie!!!

[emberglowfox]

Heyyyy, I stumbled upon your blog just a few hours ago and I'm already hooked, but I am wondering about something.

So, if your Link is transmasc... uhhhh how did his top surgery go down? I don't think "ye olde medieval fantasy land" Hyrule has anyone (alive by the setting's present day) with the tools or skill to do it the modern way, and I also don't imagine magic methods would leave scars.

Sorry if I'm overthinking this, I'm just genuinely curious if there's an answer.

honestly, there's any number of answers to this. i tend to go with whatever's funniest to me (i've seen lots of "shake r stick to remove tits" jokes in the tags of that rauru drawing, which make me laugh) but i take it you're looking for a serious answer here, so i'll take off my jester cap for a moment.

i see this question a lot: "how would he have top surgery in an old time-y setting? they didn't have surgeries like that back then", and i feel like this kind of disregards the fact that this is a fantasy setting. sure, surgeries like that didn't exist in our ye olden times, but we also didn't have giant murder robots stomping around on tentacle arms, or fairies that can make a crop top deflect a sword, or so on. maybe he got purah or robbie to do it with sheikah tech! maybe, due to the fact that there are huge monsters stomping around everywhere attacking people, hyrulian medical technology is far more advanced than we realize, and they have even cosmetic surgeries (done somewhat differently, obviously, but still). maybe he got a great fairy to do it with magic, and just asked them to leave scars because it looked cool and/or he wanted to be openly transmasc. maybe, as some comics have joked, he just did it himself with the master sword, because he's built like that.

okay, i'm getting into joke territory again, but i'm sure you see my point. zelda, and most fantasy, plays by its own rules-- why do we have to return to the 'standard' rules of realism to place trans people in it? why not have fun and get creative with it, you know?

TL;DR: i don't really have a set headcanon 'this is how link got top surgery' in mind when i draw him, but there's basically infinite ways it could have happened by nature of fictional fantasy.

[adore-gregor]

ayyy

[deadmossballz]

sometimes i rlly wish i lived closer to my friends :/

[orcelito]

Did driving practice today. Actually did parallel parking practice this time, even tho I really didn't want to still. Finally got it into my head that I can maybe do this.

SO......

I have scheduled my driving test. For November 13th, 3 weeks from today.

[ourceliumnetwork]

apparently we're not out of the woods on holiday trauma responses just yet - i'm hoping we're on the tail end of it but like. good lord.

[watery-melon-baller]

Lads i have Fucked Up Big Time

[fluffs-n-stuffs]

"Do you not realize it? Do you... truly not see what this means?"

The next Destiny Bond update is in progress! ❄️✨ –> Check out the latest part here 🔷 –> New to the series? Follow from the start! 💜

[talkorsomething]

I can't sleep again.

[unorcadox]

made a 7 part edit series tonight that'll probs just trickle out over the next few weeks, won't be labelled as a series, but consider this proof if you notice the pattern

edit: omgg for the first time in several months, i actually have a slight surplus in total edits. i've been scraping by for literally all of the summer, but maybe i can finally get a decent backlog again :D