#Does this count as fanart of someone else's fanart?

[prismsofmystery]

absolutely fucking disgusting

Not only is Mia fucking ENGAGED to him for a reason, but doing all that just to ship her shitty ass OC with a married woman is crazy.

I remember her saying something like "it doesn't matter because they aren't married yet, only engaged" that's when I decided to block her ass.

i would not be surprised if "Phylot" was just another way to get Mia and Afton broken up or something. One thing I hate is when people break up MARRIED couples and ship them with someone else (unless it's polyamory and they're still together)

Doing all of this just to ship Max x Mia is vile.. What tf does she mean by "unreasonable"? if your OC out of everyone else's is getting this much hate then I think it is reasonable. I usually don't mind OC x Canon but making Afton abusive just to make Max seem like a better option is pathetic.

Also the fact that everyone acted like Hasana was the second coming of Christ the moment she started posting fetish art of a basic ass ship is fucking crazy. I cannot even count how much fanart this woman has gotten for doing almost nothing at all but posting yaoi and making an AU based around said yaoi.

Max is a homewrecker point blank. Even the nightmare version of Max (cool design btw, wish it was made by a better person) STILL has a crush on Mia's counterpart somehow.

so yeah those are my thoughts sorry for yapping. I need to start finding other people who support her/have drawn fanart for her and block them too. This is ridiculous, but thank you for bringing more to my attention lmao.

I had a whole rant that Tumblr purged that I don't feel like rewriting, but I'm just gonna say this

If you know what Hasana did/does (ships abusive!Afton × Mia, fetishes yaoi, frequently posts borderline nsfw and shares nsfw au facts, depicts females as homophobic just to have an enemy for said yaoi fetish, blames others for her own fucking stupidity in her au, skinnifies fat people (Zoth), makes r@pe art as a fetish, AND supports proshippers) and you STILL like her?

Get the fuck off my blog

I hate her, and if you know about what she did and still like her? I hate you too

Also, she will never be allowed in the community I admin for, so don't bother asking [STEVEN🌸]

[transmascmattholomule]

Sol Butterfly

design and name 90% stolen from @phantomnationdraws

[hplonesomeart]

I see no difference in these two images your honor; he’s simply the embodiment of both. Always has been

(Click under “read more” to view a colored version + original artist who made the meme post/source credit)

Tadaaaa!! Why is he always striking that balance between seeming mildly terrifying and super approachable. How can I harness that kinda energy for myself someday. I would love to know his secrets on it. Maybe I should try transitioning into an object head /j

[spaceottery]

Petals and Flames // Rengoku x reader // Pt. 1

pairing: Rengoku Kyojuro x female!reader word count: 4600k (i´m sorry) a/n.: here goes my first real post and fanfic! I´m so nervous lmao but I hope you can enjoy this story! I´m already thinking about a pt 2, so hopefully, this will reach as many Rengoku simps as possible! Also: I got the picture from @mamikozzz on Tumblr! I do not know if this is a fanart of theirs or actually a manga panel, but nonetheless, it does not belong to me! c: plot: you and rengoku meet for the first time! i´m sure there is no demon you need to be saved from! warnings: small mentions of blood (regular Demon Slayer-esque injuries, nothing wild)

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You strolled through the marketplace, a basket hanging from your arm filled with various vegetables and fruits. The sun was high in the sky, casting a gentle warmth over everything. You admired the vibrant colors of the produce and the cheerful chatter of the townsfolk. It was a peaceful day, one that felt like a small respite from the more challenging aspects of life.

Earlier today, you had left your sister Naoko in charge of your family's stall, where you sold various kinds of flowers, arrangements and bouquets. Usually, despite her only being thirteen years of age, she was able to handle herself quite well, so you thought nothing of it. It’s how you two managed life every other week as well. 

But as you approached your stall, you noticed that an unusually large crowd gathered around it today. While some people pointed fingers and tried to maintain their laughter, others had a mix of curiosity and concern written on their faces.  

Pushing through the crowd, you finally reached the front and saw what the commotion was about: Your sister was standing on a crate, trying to manage a small, unruly group of children who seemed fascinated by the colorful flower arrangements. Eyes wide, they were tugging at the ribbons and petals, much to her frustration. It seemed like every time she tried to get a word in, there was yet another vase to be caught or another arrangement to be put out of reach for damage control. 

You had to admit, the sight amused you. Still, you had to do something and help her. Trying to regain control of the situation, you stepped forward, but just as you did, someone else beat you to it. A tall figure with bright, fiery hair stepped into the throng, his presence commanding immediate attention.

Rengoku Kyojuro, the Flame Hashira, stood there with a gentle smile on his face. Despite the chaos, his demeanor was calm and reassuring. He knelt down to the children's level, his voice warm and friendly as he spoke to them.

"Hello there, little ones," he said, his tone soft yet carrying a sense of authority. "It looks like you're all very interested in these beautiful flowers."

The children looked up at him with wide eyes, momentarily forgetting about the flowers as they took in his impressive presence. Rengoku’s smile never faltered as he began to gently redirect their attention, helping your sister regain control.

When the immediate commotion settled, you approached him with a mix of relief and curiosity. "Thank you so much for your help," you said, smiling gratefully.

The tall man turned to face you, his eyes warm and kind. "It was my pleasure. I couldn’t stand by and watch such a lovely display of flowers being damaged like that."

After the crowd had finally dispersed and your sister had regained her composure, you took a moment to thank the man once again, bowing down a bit. He had a striking figure; clothed in a white haori with a distinctive flame motif, a sword tugged to his side, golden hair which seemed to catch the sunlight, giving him an almost ethereal appearance, standing tall and proud, with a wide, friendly smile on his face - he was a hard one to miss, and quite handsome on top of that. But, who exactly was he? Curiosity finally got the better of you, and you decided to ask, "If you don’t mind me asking, who are you? What brings you to our market today?"

He smiled warmly, turning towards your much smaller figure. "I am Rengoku Kyojuro, a Demon Slayer. Normally, as the name suggests, I would be searching for demons, but right now, I find myself in need of a more mundane pursuit - finding some good food!"

You were taken aback by his unexpected revelation. "A Demon Slayer? That sounds intense. But if you’re looking for food, you’ve come to the right place. There are some fantastic stalls around here. Is there anything in particular you’d like?"

Rengoku’s eyes lit up with enthusiasm. "I’ve heard this market has some of the best local cuisine. I’d love to try whatever is most recommended!"

You thought for a moment; your hand drifted up to your mouth, finger resting lightly on your lips. Then, you gestured towards a few of the nearby stalls. "The dumpling stall over there has a great reputation. And if you’re interested in something sweet, the bakery at the end of the street is exceptional - oh, but a bit pricey maybe..."

Rengoku nodded appreciatively. "Thank you for the recommendations. It’s not often I get to enjoy a peaceful day like this. By the way, I don’t believe I caught your names. May I ask what they are?”

You smiled and replied, “I’m y/n. And this is my little  sister, Naoko. Our family has been selling flowers in this town for ages. The both of us run this stall while the rest works at home.”

Naoko gave a polite bow. “Nice to meet you, Rengoku-san.”

Rengoku’s eyes twinkled with genuine warmth. “A pleasure to meet you both. Thank you again for your recommendations.” 

As he prepared to head towards the food stalls, he paused and looked back at you. "Say, I have gotten word that a few people went missing over the last three days. Do you happen to know anything about it?" 

You and your sister looked at each other curiously before you shook your head. "Sorry, we haven’t heard anything about people going missing. You could ask the other vendors though?"

Rengoku nodded thoughtfully, his expression remaining calm and composed. "I see. Thank you for your help and for the recommendations. I’ll be sure to enjoy the food and continue my search for information elsewhere. Please, stay safe and take care."

You and your sister returned his smile. "Thank you, Rengoku. We hope you find what you’re looking for and have a pleasant day." With a final bow, Rengoku turned and made his way towards the dumpling stall you told him about.

As you and your sister resumed your duties, you couldn’t help but feel a bit of worry about what Rengoku said. The realization that a Demon Slayer was searching for missing people suggested there might be a demon nearby. The peaceful day suddenly felt more ominous, and you couldn’t shake the feeling that something was amiss. 

Quickly noticing your distress, Naoko glanced up from where she was fixing the flower arrangements the kids had touched. "Hey Sis, you seem a bit worried. Is everything okay?"

You hesitated before replying, "I just can’t help but think that if a Demon Slayer is looking for missing people, you know, there might be real danger close by…"

She gave you a reassuring smile. "Don’t worry too much. If there really is a demon nearby, and it’s not just some misunderstanding, we have a Demon Slayer right in town now anyway, so what's the worst that could happen? I‘m sure he’ll find that bitch!"

You laughed at her tone. Her words were comforting, but your anxiety didn’t vanish completely just yet. "I suppose you’re right. I guess I just need to focus on something else."

"Why don’t you help me with rearranging these flowers?" she suggested. "It might be a good distraction and, it will help get things back in order after the kids’ visit."

You nodded, making your way towards her. As you helped her rework the damaged arrangements, the rhythmic tasks of arranging flowers and preparing new bouquets began to calm your nerves. The act of focusing on something familiar and productive helped shift your thoughts away from the unsettling news.

By the time you finished rearranging, the stall looked as vibrant and inviting as before. The day continued with its usual flow, and while the sense of unease lingered in the back of your mind, the reassurance that someone was on the case helped keep your worries at bay.

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As the sun dipped below the horizon, the marketplace began to wind down. You and Naoko finished packing up your stall, securing the last of the flower arrangements and putting away the remaining products. As you started your way home, you exchanged waves and goodbyes with the other vendors, who offered friendly smiles and well-wishes. The evening air was crisp, and the streets were bathed in the soft glow of lanterns. 

“So,” Naoko began with a teasing tone, “Rengoku-san - he was quite handsome, wasn’t he?” She glanced at you with a mischievous grin.

You blinked, caught off guard. “What do you mean?”

Naoko laughed softly. “Oh, come on. I saw the way you were looking at him. I think you were a bit smitten.”

You felt your cheeks warm slightly, but you couldn't help but laugh along. “Well, he did have a certain charm. But I was mostly focused on the fact that he was a Demon Slayer and all, you know?”

Naoko winked at you. “Sure, sure. Anyway, it’s not every day we get to meet someone like him. It was kind of exciting, don’t you think??”

You nodded, your mood lifting as you shared a laugh. “Yes, I suppose it was.”

As you continued down the familiar path towards home, the street grew darker. The light from the lanterns cast long shadows, and the sounds of the market gradually faded into the background. Unbeknownst to you and Naoko, a pair of glowing green eyes watched from the darkness, hidden just beyond the reach of the light.

The demon observed your departure with a chilling gaze, its presence concealed in the shadows. It lingered, waiting for the right moment to strike. The peaceful facade of the evening belied the danger lurking just out of sight.

Laughing and chatting, you and Naoko remained blissfully unaware of the threat looming over you. As you reached the doorstep of your home, the feeling of unease from earlier had mostly dissipated, replaced by the comfort of familiarity.

You locked the door behind you and settled in for the evening, unaware that Rengoku’s search might soon become a matter of urgency.

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As you and Naoko entered the cozy warmth of your home, you were greeted with excited chatter and the joyful sounds of your three younger siblings. They ran up to you both, their faces lighting up with smiles.

“Welcome back!” exclaimed your youngest sibling, a little girl with a cheerful grin. “How was your day?”

Naoko bent down to their level, her eyes sparkling with excitement. “Oh, you won’t believe what happened today! We met a real Demon Slayer - his name was Rengoku Kyojuro!”

Your siblings' eyes widened in amazement. “A Demon Slayer? Really?” they asked in unison.

Naoko nodded enthusiastically. “Yes! He was so kind and tall, with the most amazing golden hair, a really cool haori with flames on it and a big sword! It was like something out of a story!”

Their mother, who had been preparing dinner in the kitchen, emerged with a warm smile. “That sounds very exciting. I’m glad you had such an interesting day.” While your siblings went on, you turned to face your mother, who was just about to ask you something. “Y/n, could you please help me set the table for dinner?”

You nodded and went over to assist your mother, setting out plates and utensils as she began to serve the meal. Naoko continued to share details about your encounter with Rengoku, capturing the kids' imagination with her animated storytelling. Your parents listened with interest, enjoying the lively atmosphere.

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After the meal, you and Naoko helped clear the table, laughing and chatting with your siblings. The dishes were soon washed and put away, and the evening's bustle settled into a peaceful quiet.

With the chores done, you and Naoko headed upstairs to your shared room. Your three younger siblings, already tired from their day, settled into their own room for the night. The soft sounds of their whispers and giggles faded as they drifted off to sleep.

In your room, you and Naoko changed into your nightclothes and sat down on your futons, the events of the day still fresh in your minds. But for you specifically, it was a certain someone's bright smile which remained most prominent in your thoughts. You couldn't help it - the way he spoke to the children, his positive demeanor, his eyes… Your cheeks felt a little hot. 

“This day was unusual, but in a good way,” you said, a smile playing on your lips. “Meeting a Demon Slayer without having to be rescued doesn't happen every day.”

Naoko grinned, her eyes sparkling with excitement. “I know! Rengoku-san seemed so kind and brave. I wonder what he’s doing now. Do you think he found any clues about the missing people?”

You shrugged, sitting down on your futon while you undid your hair. “I hope so. It’s a bit unsettling, thinking there might be a demon nearby. But I guess he’s probably doing everything he can to protect the civilians of this town.”

Naoko nodded thoughtfully. “Yeah, and it’s a good thing we’re safe here. From tomorrow, we should focus on preparing for the flower festival. It’ll be nice to have something positive to look forward to. There is a lot to do for it anyways.”

You talked on and on about the plans for tomorrow, discussing arrangements and preparations. You thought to yourself that if you were lucky enough to meet Rengoku-san again, you'd ask him to stay for the festival. Soon, your conversation dwindled, and you both settled into your futons, the soft rustling of the bedding a gentle lullaby.

The room grew quiet as you and Naoko drifted off to sleep. As the moonlight filtered through the window, casting pale shadows on the walls, a tall figure watched from the darkness outside.

The demon observed the peaceful house with an unsettling grin. He had been tracking the area, searching for a vulnerable target. The sight of Naoko, so full of life and innocence, made it clear: She would be the next to fall.

The demon’s smile widened as he contemplated his next move. The night was still young, and he would wait patiently for the right moment to strike. For now, he relished the thought of the chaos he would soon bring to your lives.

As the night continued, the shadows outside grew deeper, and the demon's sinister plans began to take shape.

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The night was quiet, the only sounds being the gentle rustling of the wind outside and the soft breathing of you and Naoko as you slept. But the silence was abruptly shattered by a chilling sound - the creak of a door slowly opening. 

You jolted awake, heart pounding. The dim light from the moon cast eerie shadows across the room, and in that fleeting moment of clarity, you saw it: a monstrous figure, its eyes glowing with an unnatural green light, towering over Naoko.

A demon. Is this a nightmare? Or reality?

A gasp escaped your lips as you saw the demon's clawed hand wrapped tightly around Naoko’s neck. She was struggling, her face flushed with fear and desperation. Terror paralyzed you for a heartbeat, but then instinct took over. 

With shaking hands, you grabbed two hairpins from your bedside table. Summoning every ounce of courage you had, you lunged at the demon. The pins found their mark, stabbing into the demon’s eyes.

He howled in agony, a guttural, ear-splitting scream that echoed through the room. The demon released Naoko momentarily, frantically clawing at his eyes to remove the painful objects. Seizing the opportunity, you grabbed Naoko by the arm and swung her to the other side of the room, away from the demon’s reach.

“Naoko, get out of here!” you shouted, your voice trembling with fear. 

From the hallway, you heard the sound of lights being turned on and your parents’ worried voices calling out for you both. The demon, his eyes still burning with rage and pain, turned towards the door. He could sense that his time was running short; he had already been here for quite a few days, so he didn't want to take risks concerning Demon Slayers.

Enraged by the failed attack and the noise, the demon let out a roar of fury. He fixed his gaze on you, eyes still filled with hatred, then charging towards you.

Naoko, now safe but shaking uncontrollably, screamed in despair as she saw the demon’s intentions. “No! Don’t take her!”

Ignoring her cries, the demon advanced on you, his movements swift and deadly. In the chaos of the moment, you could hear the distant sound of approaching footsteps and the rising shouts of your parents. You needed to act quickly. You needed to think of something. Tears started running down your face when it hit you - if this really was a demon, if this really was no nightmare, there was close to nothing you could do. He would outrun and overpower you any time.

The demon lunged at you, and in a final act of desperation, you braced yourself and jumped back. But the demon was too fast. His claws reached out to grab you as he began to retreat through the door, dragging you towards the opening.

Your last sight was of Naoko, her face a mask of horror and tears, as she reached out helplessly. The world outside grew darker as the demon pulled you away, the night swallowing your cries and the frantic shouts of your parents. 

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The demon tore through the forest, his grip on you unyielding and merciless. His green eyes gleamed with malevolent satisfaction as he laughed on, clearly amused by your futile struggles. The trees blurred past in a nightmarish rush of darkness and shadows.  

“Why resist?” the demon hissed, his voice a chilling rasp. “There is nothing you can do anyway. Be happy that I took you instead - you saved your sister tonight! You’re a hero! As a thanks, I'll make sure to send her off soon to meet you in the afterlife!”

You could barely see through the tears streaming down your face, the terror clouding your vision. Every attempt to break free was met with the demon’s fierce grip. Despair gnawed at you as you struggled to think of any way to escape.

“Please, let me go!” you cried out, your voice breaking. “You don’t have to do this!”

The demon’s laughter was loud and mocking. “There’s no escaping me woman. I want to do this!”

You could feel your strength waning. So that's it? You will be brutally murdered by a demon? You didn't even get to say goodbye to everyone. You didn't even get to see your siblings come of age. Heck, you didn't even enter adulthood fully yourself. That’s hoe your life ends?

The forest was a blur, each moment dragging on endlessly as the creature’s grip tightened.

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“Naoko! "Where's y/n?” her mother cried out, her voice laced with fear. “What happened?”

Naoko, standing in stunned silence, could only stare at the empty space where you had been. Her body trembled with silent sobs, her eyes wide with disbelief and horror. Her parents’ frantic questions seemed to wash over her without registering.

“Naoko? Please talk to us Naoko!”

Naoko couldn’t respond. She needed to pull herself together immediately. What should she do now? What should she do now?

It striked her then: Rengoku. He was the only one who could possibly help.

Ignoring her parents’ calls, she turned and ran out of the house, driven by a mix of fear and determination.

The streets were eerily quiet as Naoko sprinted through the town, her heart pounding with urgency. The cold night air bit at her as she searched desperately for Rengoku, shouting out his name as loud as she could. He was her only hope to save you from that demon.

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Rengoku was patrolling the now quiet streets of the town, breathing in the cold air. The tranquility of the evening had provided him a brief respite from his duties. He thought about today, mind wandering without a real destination. Food, crow, people, flowers, you, children, food, sword, lanterns- wait, you? He stood still for a minute. This isn’t the first time you crossed his mind today.

But why?

It isn’t just because you are someone he talked to today. He talks to all different kinds of people all the time. Was there anything off about you? No, thats not it… Could it be that…

But before he got to that thought, his moment of peace was abruptly shattered by a piercing cry that cut through the night air.

"Rengoku-san! Rengoku-san!” The voice was filled with desperation and fear, drawing his attention immediately.

He turned towards the sound and saw Naoko, the young girl from earlier this day, running towards him. Her face was streaked with tears, her eyes wide with a mixture of terror and adrenaline. She was panting heavily, her breaths coming in short, frantic gasps.

Without hesitation, Rengoku approached her, his sharp gaze assessing her distress. “Naoko, what’s wrong? What happened?”

Naoko’s voice trembled as she struggled to catch her breath. “It’s y/n. A demon broke into our home. He... he took her away. I didn’t know who else to turn to, so I came to find you.You said you were a Demon Slayer, right? Please, you have to help!”

Rengoku’s expression hardened, his eyes narrowing with concern and resolve. “Where did the demon go? Do you know?��

Naoko nodded vigorously. “Yes, I saw him running into the forest. It was moving fast. I don't know if it might be too late...”

Rengoku placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder. “You did the right thing. I’ll find y/n and ensure her safety.”

He turned swiftly, his mind already shifting into action. The thought of a demon threatening innocent lives spurred him into immediate motion. Rengoku sprinted towards the edge of town, his mind focused on locating the demon and rescuing you. The forest loomed ahead, dark and foreboding, but he didn’t hesitate.

As he entered the forest, Rengoku’s senses sharpened, tuning into the subtle sounds of the night. His resolve was unshakeable. He had promised to protect those in need, and he would not fail.

With each step, he quickened his pace, his heart set on finding the demon and saving you from its clutches. The night air was filled with a tense silence, broken only by the sound of Rengoku’s determined strides as he plunged deeper into the forest, heading towards the direction Naoko had indicated.

He raced through the forest, his breaths coming in quick bursts as he pushed himself faster, guided by the desperate cry he’d heard earlier. The darkness of the woods seemed to close in around him, but he focused solely on the task at hand - finding and rescuing you.

Suddenly, a scream cut through the silence. It was your voice. Rengoku’s heart skipped a beat, fueling his determination as he followed the sound.

He burst into a small clearing and saw the horrifying scene unfold before him. The demon stood tall and menacing, his fangs bared and claws dripping with your blood. You were clutched in his grip, struggling weakly against his hold. Your face was contorted in pain and terror, tears streaming down your cheeks as the demon scratched at your arms, savoring your fear.

The sight of you suffering sparked a fierce anger within Rengoku. He stepped forward, his eyes blazing with resolve. “Release her, demon!”

The demon turned, his gaze shifting to Rengoku with a sneer. “Shit, a Demon Slayer. How inconvenient. Sorry, but I think I’ll enjoy this little game a bit longer.”

With a swift motion, Rengoku drew his sword, the red blade gleaming in the dim light. The battle began with a swirl of strikes. Rengoku’s movements were precise and fluid, each swing of his sword aimed at driving the demon back. The demon retaliated with his own feral attacks, claws slashing and snapping as he tried to maintain his hold on you.

Despite Rengoku’s skillful attacks, the demon used you as a shield, his claws digging deeper into your arms to taunt and provoke him. You cried out in pain with each scratch, your voice a chilling reminder of the demon’s cruelty. The sight of you suffering, your blood staining the ground, ignited a fury within Rengoku that burned hotter than ever before. He wasn’t sure why, but the sight of your pain spurred him to fight harder, his strikes becoming more intense and focused.

The demon’s taunts only fueled Rengoku’s rage. He redoubled his efforts, pushing the demon back with a series of powerful blows. You, in your agony, managed to wiggle slightly, creating just enough of an opening for Rengoku to make a decisive move. With a burst of strength, Rengoku executed a precise strike, slicing through the demon’s neck. The head fell to the ground with a sickening thud.

As the demon’s body slumped lifelessly to the ground, Rengoku rushed to your side. You lay there, wounded and in pain, your body trembling. He carefully cradled you in his arms, his eyes filled with concern as he examined your injuries. The scratches on your arms were deep and bloody, but thankfully not life-threatening.

“You’re safe now,” Rengoku said softly, his voice soothing despite the urgency of the situation. “I’m here. Try to breathe with me.”

Your eyes fluttered open, meeting his gaze with relief. You gave him a small nod.

You felt so warm.

Rengoku’s heart ached at the sight of your wounds, and he gently lifted you, preparing to carry you to your home. He moved swiftly, his priority now to get you back to your family and ensure you receive the medical attention you need.

As he carried you through the forest, he couldn’t shake the feeling of protectiveness he felt towards you. The sight of your pain had awakened something within him, a deep, unspoken connection that he would come to understand in time.

Back at your home, Naoko had already alerted your parents and they were anxiously waiting for your return. As Rengoku emerged from the forest with you in his arms, they rushed to you, their faces a mix of shock, relief, and concern.

Rengoku carefully handed you over to them, his duty now complete. He glanced back at Naoko, who was standing nearby, her eyes filled with gratitude and worry. “She’ll need medical attention immediately. Make sure she’s taken care of.”

Naoko nodded, tears still in her eyes. “Thank you, Rengoku-san. I don’t know how to repay you.”

Rengoku’s gaze softened. “You don’t need to. Just make sure she recovers. It's my job to protect you, so I have to apologize for not finding the demon earlier. I am terribly sorry!” He bowed down deep, eyes closed.

Naoko shook her head. "Don't apologize. If it wasn't for you, it would have been much worse." 

Rengoku-san, you’ve done so much for us tonight," your mother said, her voice trembling with gratitude. "Please, stay and rest. You can’t continue on without some proper sleep. It's the least we can offer."

Rengoku, though eager to continue his duty, was touched by their kindness. He nodded, accepting their offer with a warm smile. "Thank you. I’ll gladly stay for the night."

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As Rengoku settled into a corner of the room, he kept a vigilant watch over you, who was now lying in a bed, bandaged and resting. Despite the pain, you were slowly drifting into sleep, comforted by the presence of those around you and the sense of safety that Rengoku's protection had brought.

As he watched you, he couldn’t help but feel a swell of emotion - something he hadn’t quite felt before. There was a soft tenderness in his heart as he saw you resting peacefully, safe from harm. The more he watched you, the more he realized that his concern for you went beyond mere duty. He admired your bravery and resilience and found himself thinking about you with a newfound fondness as he saw you finally relax and fall into a serene sleep.

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a/n.: Like I said, there might be more coming! This feels like a build up to be explored even more, but while that is in work, I hope you can enjoy this story for now!

[dilfsuzanneyk]

ohgh..... me myself and i thoughts.... i woulf draw smt for studio chatter but i know very little about it...

having stupid weird al animation thoughts once i get my hands on my laptop no one is safe

[iiotic]

"..WHO ARE YOU?"

in which you meet a rather strange creature while being in dottores lab; sketchy shit.

before you read -> swearing, sketchy shit idk, gn reader, intended romantic, short, not proff read

word count: 0.7k

I randomly got motivated seeing this fanart of dottore (the right one) also thank you for all the requests I will be making them soon!!

you and dottore have been very close over the past years, you've known him in your akademiya days. he used to be really sweet, easily flustered yet so sassy; of course it's not like he's not sweet now, it's just that things change. intimate or romantic encounters with dottore is very rare, even though you practically live in his lab, staying here to monitor if he's eating enough food or sleeping at least 6 hours a day.

you sat in the mode secluded side of dottores lab, something similar to a storage room where he keeps all the supplies he needs for his experiments. you needed some time alone, your social battery got worn out rather quickly today and you needed to relax. you bought a new book lately, the world making quickly interested you so much, it was like you're hypnotized, nose in the book and nothing else matters.

that was until you heard a strange sound coming from outside the door. a strange feeling ran through you, the atmosphere eerie. you have no idea what's going on.. so many years of being in his lab yet it was the first time of you having this strange feeling.. the door creaked as someone walked into the shadows.

".. hello?" you call out, maybe it was one of dottores clones trying to pull a silly prank on you?

no response.

you hear footsteps coming in your direction, quickly closing your book you tried to see who just came out from the shadow. you relaxed a bit seeing that it was one of dottores clone.. or not?

the being looks like dottore when he was studying at the akademiya with you, but why was he just standing like a ghost in the darkness? does he even know you see him?

"do you need anything?" you asked quietly, almost unsure. no response. as he slowly walked over to you, you realized that he indeed wasn't a clone, you have never seen a clone look like that. he had absolutely no face, it was terrifying, his face or.. the place that his face should be at was completely black.

it was like you couldn't utter another word, you froze in your spot, eyes widened as you were hypnotized by this being.

he finally stopped right infront of you, he was slightly taller than you. he stared at you like if you were the pray and the was the predator, he slowly started leaning down to look at you face to face, and he slowly caressed your face with his cold hands while still staring at you intensely.

you wanted to say something, run away but you couldn't.. you just couldn't like you didn't have the ability to do it.

he is still uncomfortably quiet, he doesn't say anything. can he even do that without a mouth? his hand slowly slides down from your cheek to your neck. he started off gently but grantly increasing his pressure on your neck, soon enough you started to choke, you couldn't do anything, you felt so helpless, so terrified of the creature before you, it was not the zandik you loved.

you fell to your knees as you heard someone call out your name, you breathed heavily, looking up to see that it was indeed dottore. not the faceless one the ruthless, terrifying one; it was your lover.

"why are you just laying there? i was looking for you everywhere, let's go." he said in a hurry as he montioned you to follow him.

you stood up, looking around the room, your breathing slowly becoming normal. you cleared your throat and started slowly walking over to dottore who was waiting for you near the door.

"are you okay?" he whispered.

"..yeah."

...

what the fuck just happened?

© 2024 iiotic. — do not steal, translate or repost any of my content onto any other platform

[dragonheart2497]

things twitter migrants may find useful that dont often get included in "how to tumblr" posts

1- queueing!

instead of feeling bad for spam-reblogging and clogging up other people's feeds, you can click the dropdown and add it to your queue instead!

you can edit how many times a day your queue posts, and between what hours. You can easily re-order or completely shuffle your queue as well!

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE REBLOG STUFF. Tumblr doesn't run on an algorithm!! YOU are responsible for putting cool stuff onto your followers feeds!

"but if i reblog too much people can't see my posts!" i have just the thing for you

2- personal tags

You can have different tags you use on your blog to help people navigate! for example, i use "dh rb art" when I reblog art and "dh rb" for most other reblogs- that's so that people can filter my reblogs out of their feeds if they dont wanna see that, and only want my original posts to show up.

On the other hand, my art is tagged "dh2497" so they can easily search my account for it!

If you open a person's blog and click the search button, a list of Featured Tags will show up. By default this is just the blogger's most used tags, but you can customize what shows up on yours in your blog settings

You can follow entire hashtags too! if you wanna see hermitcraft fanart without following every hermitcraft artist, follow the tag :D

3- Filtering

Tumblr actually hides things you don't wanna see, very nicely!

In your account settings, you can filter specific tags, and even specific words that show up in the post.

sometimes different bloggers warning tag differently (i do [trigger] tw or [content] cw) so you can try to input every variant, but if its something you really want to avoid just put it in the post content as well. Blocklists aren't really a tumblr thing, so if you wanna avoid an entire community you can block their tag as well

NEVER. CENSOR. YOUR WARNINGS. PLEASE. On twitter or tiktok or wherever, you may have to do that or else the algorithm suppresses it- THERES NO ALGORITHM HERE!!! if someone reblogs your post, it will show up for others, don't worry!!! you're just bypassing filters placed for people's safety, if you censor words.

Also! don't worry too much if a word you wanna filter is commonly used in unrelated contexts- tumblr doesn't remove it entirely, but rather adds a 'spoiler' so that you have to click on it to view it. So just in case it is what you want to avoid, you have time to prepare to see it.

4- effective tagging

[read more in detail here] Only the first 5 tags will show up for people who follow the hashtag. That makes them the most important! Then, the first 20 tags will make the post show up when searching that tag. The rest of them do not give your post any visibility.

I see a lot of people reblogging art with fanart tags- that can be useful for searching back the tag in the reblogger's blog specifically, but doesn't actually give the OP more visibility in that tag.

You'll learn what tags to use by checking the content you come across! most communities are "[word]blr", and most fanart goes "#[character/show] fanart". tumblr tags can have spaces!

Lastly, a few notes

you will only have 1 PRIMARY blog. this will appear when you like a post, comment on a post, or follow a blog. your sideblogs will not link back to your primary blog, but you cannot do those interactions as those sideblogs.

artists love receiving compliments when you reblog!! commenting does NOT boost the post. most people put their compliments in the TAGS of their reblog, so that it doesn't become a long post/thread, and if people reblog the reblog of your reblog you won't keep gettings notifications about it. The artist will still see and very much appreciate it

read up on tumblr etiquette, do not treat this place like twitter or you'll be disliked lol. there are some 'big blogs' but follower counts aren't public, popularity isn't a contest here. make friends, or just block/ignore people you don't get along with. no one cares about your petty arguments

if you noticed the lil cat in my screenshots, that's from a very useful browser extension called XKit!! it enables 1-click queue reblogs (automatically adding your tags), mass-post editing, and lots of other great tweaks vanilla tumblr doesn't have! and the cat is a silly cute thing you can enable in it as well

[heliphantie]

Inside Bruno

Well, it’s a given that instead of straightforward fanart I could get an idea for a crossover catering to my inclinations. (Does it really count as crossover if it’s placed during and doesn’t diverge from canonic events? Or is it just a fanart that treats general Disney canon as united universe?)

I prefer to think personal emotions may have more of common physical traits with their person and vary in appearance from someone else’s emotions, while still keeping their distinctive color schemes. Bruno’s Joy is reminiscent of old concept arts for the character (Tío Oscar back then) in which he’s heftier and more corpulent than final design, a big jolly fella as befits embodiment of Joy. First in command, even if he doesn’t look the part, is Sadness, small and soft-spoken, yet sensible and sympathetic emotion, who acts as voice of reason in dire situations. If less sensitive subjects ought to be handled, that’s when Disgust, with his strident no-nonsense attitude, steps up. (Though, due his confidence at all times, he tends to overestimate himself and occasionally has to be brought down, in which cases Sadness is also the one who can reason with him.) As result of these two being most reasonable of all emotions, they do almost all heavy lifting in managing their person’s decisions. Next valuable teammate to them is Joy, who always cares to remind others to not forget to keep spirit and lighten up even in tough times.

You could think Fear and Anxiety may be leading emotions, but no, they usually have to be kept in check and away from the board. Maybe at some point they used to dominate control room, as it’s shown various emotions may run the place at different points in life, but as their person matured, it became clear they’re not suited for leadership. But do not worry, they’re still legit part of the team, others are good to them and will listen to their concerns.

I’ve really felt compelled to think up an overall context of what essentially was conceived as mere joke. I couldn’t help but sneak in another Pixar reference, too)

[minty-mumbles]

Linked Universe Survey 2023

The long awaited results of the survey. Sorry it took me forever, making graphs is hard.

There were 452 responses to the survey as a whole, which is almost double what we got last year, so thank you to everyone who participated!

If you want to see the raw data, you can find that here. I had thoughts about the data, but compiling that into another post would be too much of a hassle. Feel free to send me asks about it though!

The rest of the post will be under a read more as it it large

Demographics

Other: Demigirl (4), Transmasc (3), Grey genderfluid, Unlabeled, Demiboy, Demiagender

Other: Omnisexual (4), Poly (2), Trixic, Abroromantic or Bellusromantic, Demisexual

General Questions

Other: Quotev, Discord, their own google docs

Other: Discord, Variations of "I haven't posted yet, but I pan to" and "I haven't posted my fics in ages",

Other: Wattpad, Deviantart, Discord

Other: Crochet dolls, Custom dolls, Roleplay blogs (2), Fan translations, Headcanons (2), Piano music

The purple section in the “Warriors vs Warrior” chart is supposed to read “Warrior.” I made a typo.

Favorites and Least Favorites

Selected Free Response Answers

im sorry warriors i just can't play your game (it is very very hard. i am stuck very early on in the game)

I love cats meow meow meow

was extremely tempted to put twilight for least favorite. unfortunately he is my favorite to write from the perspective of (he has taken over most of my wips. help) and that probably counts for something. WILD on the other hand. hooo boy how the hell do i characterize this gargoyle. why is he Like That. least favorite it is

Twiddy

very good fandom to be in :) everybody is very nice

It's a straight up crime that Wars lost the aesthetics poll so quickly. He has such a peak Link design with the best colors. Ugh I'm getting wistful.

FROGS. FROGS. FROGS. ALSO HAPPY PRIDE MONTH. FROGS. FROGS. FROGS. FROGS. FROGS.

I will fight Hylia herself and the next person who implies Twi can't handle spice. If we're going to lean into him being southern/Midwestern, which is an alright stero type for our rancher, please keep in mind the culture you're basing him off. The south and midwest can handle their spice, I assure you. Have you ever had authentic Louisiana gumbo? It will melt you tongue off. Or some good old fashion spicy fried chicken? I promise the real stuff has quite a kick. (In all seriousness, though. It's more important that you're having fun. And even I can admit the idea of Twi being an Ordonian who can't handle his spice is more than a little funny.)

I am an OoT Link edgelord and have been since early 2017. So, in September of that year, when an artist by the name of jojo56830 puts out a lineup of nine different Links and the Hero of Time is there – the oldest, no eye, Hero’s Shade armor? I saw that one sketch and just thought “oh this is gonna be bad.” Yeah of course he has the coolest design. By the way, it’s only a matter of time until Fierce Deity shows up in the comic and I have reason to believe it could be this current Dawn arc. Dawn … Dawn of a New Day … and who brought about the Dawn of a New Day? Fierce Deity. Twilight is recovering but still injured and what will happen if he falls again? Fierce Deity is coming and we need to be prepared. In this essay I will—

Remember that time when someone put the whole script of the bee movie in here? I’m not that dedicated, and I don’t have that time, but let us remember and hope someone else does it again this time. Cause someone is bound too. We’re all crazy enough to do it. Alright, love you and stay hydrated pls!

Hi! I joined this fandom really recent but i’ve always seen LU stuff on pinterest and elsewhere. Only recently have i actually took the time to understand the fandom and get back into LOZ stuff and i adore the characters and story! The more and more fanart, fanfics, and comics i see about the different Links the more i love them all. It’s such a pain to pick just one i like or one i don’t like because they’re all so unique. I love this fandom and hope to get more involved!! Have a wonderful rest of your day :]

Epona is an underrated queen

your mom

I really don't get why Zelda is called Artemis. Athena makes more sense???? It perplexes me

Anyone seeing this should check out Breanna’s E!Wild AU

Something something queer every Link into oblivion!

[hpacearofest]

Harry Potter Ace/Aro-Spec Fest

This fest is created to highlight any character who you see as asexual, aromantic, or anywhere on those spectrums.  Any era, any age, anyone.  Give me your QPRs, your sex-repulsed lovey-doveys, your hypersexual aromantics, and everything else you got.  As long as you give me a main character from the HP fandom who is a-spec, your work has a home with this fest.  Accepting fic, fanart, podfics, any medium your heart desires to give us.

Important dates

Announce: 6/24

Prompting: 7/14-7/31

Claiming:  8/1-9/22

Posting: 10/1

Guidelines

All content is allowed, no restrictions on what can be submitted so long as it is thoroughly tagged and doesn't violate tumblr or AO3 TOS.  Mods will have final approval on whether or not a work is sufficiently tagged in regards to potentially triggering matters in works rated M or above.

Etiquette

The goal of this fest is to celebrate and highlight the joys (and some of the stresses) of the lives of the HP-verse characters who fall into the a- sexual and romantic spectrums.  

There will be no ship or character bashing (even if it’s a fandom-wide hated character, this is for bringing others up, not them down).

SALS - Ship And Let Ship.

YKINMKBYKIOK - Your Kink Is Not My Kink But Your Kink Is Okay.  Yes, this fest is about a-spec relationships. Yes, that means they can still be kinky as can be.  No, that does not mean you can shame others for what they want to create so long as it is duly tagged.

Each person has unique lived experiences within and and without the LGBTQIA+ community.  Just because you don’t see yourself in how someone is portraying something, doesn’t make them wrong for it.

NO RACISM. NO ISLAMOPHOBIA. NO SEXISM. NO TRANSPHOBIA. NO HOMOPHOBIA. NO ABLEISM. No hate allowed in your works, even as a plot point.  Find your angst somewhere else, we are trying to cultivate a positive experience.  

Written fic

Written fic should preferably be longer than 500 words

There is no maximum word count

Must be a completed work, no on-going series to be completed after the fest

Works must be stand-alone (can be part of a collection but one must be able to read it without reading previous parts)

Using a beta is strongly encouraged but not required (if you would like help finding one, feel free to join the fest discord server to find them)

Art work

Work must be exclusive to this fest

Digital and physical art are both allowed as long as scans/photos of the physical are clear

Podfic work

Please provide proof of permission from the creator (unless it is yourself) which includes a screenshot of a blanket permission statement on their profile as long as the username matches 

Selected work must fit the theme of the fest as well as the 500 word minimum for written fics

Make sure you upload it with the author’s original tags as well as the fest tags and podfic notation

Submission

All works must be uploaded to the AO3 collection by the deadline of September 28 (3 days before posting  pending any extensions granted

Add acearofest account as co-author so mods can just double check for correctly tagged content and posting as well as a final once over of the SPaG/formatting

[superscourge]

how do you get people to take notice of your commissions? ive been at this for five or six years now and can count the number of comms ive gotten on one hand lmao

WELL this is always rly hard for me to answer bc it really depends on So Much Shit... 😭

like for one thing a lot of it is genuinely luck. like. luck in terms of who sees your work and wants to buy it at the same time mostly? BUT ALSO, this can be helped a bit by How you increase your reach--reach is very important if u wanna sell comms.

ive found what worked for me is drawing fanart, which i know feels like a cop-out to a lotta ppl but it honestly works! and by attracting attention with fanart ive been able to get more eyes on my work and increase the chances of getting a bite :]

another factor is unfortunately following, but that relates to ^ reach and attention on ur work so i dont feel like i need to rly dive into that again x'D

customer service is important too imo. like, how nice and pleasant and easy u are to work with :3 ive worked hard to be really approachable and easy to work with so i think this plays into things. i want ppl to wanna work with me again yknow? if the experience is pleasant then theyre more likely to return <3

one last thing is that like...hmm how do i word this. the appeal of ur art does matter to Some degree i think, but not as much as i think ppl assume? like ok. there are ppl with insanely detailed and intricate work that looks incredible like painterly masterpieces but they are Unable to get commissions bc of some other factor like lack of reach or something. then there are ppl with really simplistic art styles that may seem significantly "less quality" than the painterly masterpieces from the other person but they get commissions out the wazoo. so while i think you do have to have some level of appeal with your art, i dont think its the Only Thing that matters bc like i mentioned ppl dont always care abt how the art looks in terms of "quality" PLUS art is very subjective and one thing could look insanely good to one person but it looks like shit to someone else yknow? so i dont like to place a lot of emphasis on this.

in relation to ^ this, i think popularity matters to Some degree sometimes. i do know ppl who have kind of "lower-quality" (i hate saying that) work compared to others but still get an insane amt of comms bc theyre way more popular. ppl want to say they own a piece by this popular artist yknow? if that makes sense??? so just reiterating its not always about how the art looks, sometimes its other stuff in addition to it

uhhhhh gosh. i hope Any of this was helpful, like i said this is always an extremely difficult question for me to answer bc again things that work for me do not work for everyone because we make different things and are different people! i consider myself EXTREMELY lucky to be able to get the amount of comms i do (i do this for a living; commissions are my Only income which is why i put so much emphasis on them) and i know a lot of people cannot achieve this sorta thing and thats rly sad but its not always completely in our control :(

but i wish u the absolute best of luck and i hope things pick up for u in the future..!!!

[lumieron]

Related to my last reblog, I too would like to talk about my thoughts about the rentry editing community and the editing community in general as well.

Maybe it's just with a lot of new users, but I've been seeing a lot of issues with EDITORS crediting others, not just non-editors.

TL;DR: If using anything from non-official sources, if you cannot find the credit, don't use it. Literally if someone asks for credit, credit. (With the exception of commissioned art, like with Project Sekai birthday art, while it may be official, the original artist still needs to be credited)

This has been said several times by several bloggers but still must be said but please credit fanart. Not only that, not all artists want their art to be edited or used. Please read their bios before using their art. If it's not in something you can read, please translate it via copy and paste or whatever is easier for you.

Please don't re-edit edited images unless you have permission or the creator says its okay. This especially applies to the rhythm game editors, please make sure you're not editing card edits before posting

If a PSD isn't made by you and you're posting an edit using it, credit the person that made it. The person that made it contributed as much to the edit as you did, and should be credited.

This ALSO applies to gifs (stim and non stim). Gifs in general take time to make, and should always be credited to their creators (in a direct link to the post it was from). For stim gifs, crediting stimboards they were used in does not count unless it was somehow edited. (For filtered gifs, credit BOTH the person that edited it and the original poster)

THIS ALSO INCLUDES THE CENTER IMAGE FOR STIMBOARDS. If you use a gif or icon made by someone else?? Literally credit it. Don't try to claim it as yours, the original creators can usually recognize it as their own.

PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, CREDIT RENTRY GRAPHICS IF YOURE MAKING A RENTRY TEMPLATE WITH GRAPHICS THAT AREN'T YOURS. You're bringing both yourself and the people using your template unnecessary trouble.

Please credit renders if the creator asked for it!

And for the frequent rebuttals to this:

"I can't find the source!" Google has an option to search by plugging in an image called Google Lens, literally on the Google Images page. Yandex also functions similarly. SauceNAO works for art and anime-adjacent media, you might want to turn on safe search.

"I don't know where to find official art!" Okay, here are some links for several fandoms. Feel free to suggest more sites.

"I can't find high enough quality art!" See above link. If you are really desperate, you can mess around with the settings of Waifu2x or bigjpg to enhance and enlarge an image!

If anyone has anything they want to add on OR ask about, go ahead.

[bylerjournal]

Official Submission Rules and Guidelines

Please be sure to look over all of the submission guidelines if you are planning on submitting work to the journal.

Type of work allowed

We are looking for well crafted fanart, fanfiction, fanscripts, web weavings, theories, analyses, or critiques of the show that showcase thought provoking and unique ideas within the fandom, promoting healthy conversation and debate and pushing the boundaries of fan creations. If you have a piece of work that you would like to submit but does not fit into any of the previously listed categories, please DM the fandom journal tumblr account, send an ask, or email us. 

Maximum of 3 entries per person

This helps create less work for our team, but also helps the journal feel balanced and fair, rather than being taken up by one creator. 

We will not accept work made before 2022

You will not need to make anything new for the journal, however we do ask that all work submitted be made during or after 2022. This is to ensure that the work within the journal is up to date on the show and is a commentary and reflection of relevant information. 

Collaborations are allowed, but this will count as an entry for each creator involved

For example, you cannot submit three solo works and then one collaboration, but you can post two solo works and one collaboration. Only one collaborator needs to submit this work, but must include bios for each person involved. We understand that sometimes with theory or analysis posts, other creators will occasionally be cited or linked. This does not count as a collaboration, and will not take up one of their submission spots.

Work must be Byler related/must involve Mike and/or Will

Since this is a Byler fandom journal, I would like to keep the work Byler related in order to keep it cohesive. The work does not need to focus solely on their relationship, and can focus on just Mike or Will and include other characters, but should be at least tangentially related to Byler. Work will be evaluated on a case-by-case basis. 

Dark/sensitive work will receive a content warning label

Since our goal with the journal is to share work that promotes unique ideas and debate, we will not be barring work that includes discussion or depiction of content that is considered dark or sensitive. However, if these works are selected, they will be presented along with a content warning label. The journal team will decide which works receive this label and what warnings to include.

We will not accept work that targets another creator

With this journal, we aim to showcase a healthy conversation within the fandom, which oftentimes include different viewpoints and opinions. However, we will not condone any work/posts that intend to target another creator to harass or disparage them. We understand that with theory/analysis work, some posts are made that aim to argue against a general idea within the fandom. These posts are acceptable, so long as they do not single out any individuals. 

You may not submit on another creators behalf

The only work that is submitted should be your own, or a collaboration between you and another creator. You may not submit work that was created entirely by someone else. If you are submitting a collaboration, please be sure that you have consent from all other artists involved.

Moving image work is not allowed 

The final version of this journal will be published in the form of an online PDF. As such, moving images such as video edits and gifs are not allowed, as the format we are using cannot support this type of work.

No work is guaranteed to be selected

We aim to create a cohesive journal of work that is well crafted, thought provoking, and unique. If we feel that a work does not belong in our journal, we are entitled to reject it. Do not feel that a rejection is a reflection of your skill as a creator. Your work may just not be what we are looking for right now. 

Please be patient!

This is the first run of the journal, so we expect that there will be things we will be learning along the way. Since this is a small time working in their free time, the turnaround for the final product will take some time, and while we can give a loose framework for when we believe the final journal will be available, we will not have a definitive date until later in the process. We thank you for your patience. 

Submission Guidelines

Each work that is accepted will be formatted by our editors in a way we believe supports the integrity of the work. For written work, we will proofread for any spelling errors. Proofs will be sent to the original creator to be approved before going into the final journal. We will accept any edits the creator would like to make, within reason. Please include a title for each work, even if not originally titled.

Fanfiction: One-shots, single chapters or excerpts only, with a maximum of ~3,000 words. If you have a few short chapters of a fanfiction you would like to edit into a single chapter, this is acceptable so long as it stays within the word limit. The work submitted should be able to stand on its own. Please submit a link to the tumblr/ao3 respective work or upload a google doc. If this work is accompanied by any illustrations, please upload files for the images separately. 

Fanart: Link to your original post, as well as a high quality upload of your artwork in .jpg or .png format. Be sure to include a title for your piece.

Comics/multi-page art: You may submit comics or other multipage art pieces with a maximum of 5 pages, or be able to be formatted into 5 pages. If you have any questions about if your work would qualify, please reach out to us via email or in DMs. 

Fanscripts: Similar to comics, these should be a maximum of 5 pages. The text from the scripts will be transcribed onto the page. 

Web Weavings: Web weavings are in a unique category of fan creation, but we would still like to open our journal to these works. We are looking for web weavings that are able to format neatly onto one or two pages. We recommend transferring the images from the web weaving onto a google doc. 

Theories/Analyses/Critiques: These entries are limited to ~5,000 words. If the original is too long, or you would like to edit or change part of the original post, you may move it into a google document and upload it that way. If the post was made answering an ask, please be sure to include the original question and who asked it, as these will be included in the journal. 

Note about external links: We understand that theories, analyses, or any other post may include links to other posts or outside sources. Luckily, the online PDF format is able to support these types of links, so we will be able to include them within the journal.

Note about screenshots: We know that with analyses and theories, screenshots are often used. For the purpose of design and formatting, the original screenshots in your post may be replaced with higher quality screenshots, although we will try to keep the message and integrity of your original work intact. We also advise against work that relies too heavily on screenshots over words, as these will be difficult to format in the journal. All theories, critiques and analyses should be text based and use images to supplement the text.  

Submissions open November 1st and close January 17th

The limited submission window is to give our team enough time to sort through submissions and make selections before we begin the design process. A google form will be created and linked in our bio for submissions.

[roguelov]

Relax

Summary: After a exhaustive day, Dream decided to relax with a soothing bath, however thoughts of you soon gave him a new outlet to relax

Word Count: ~1.1k

Reader: Gender Neutral

Warnings: SMUT (masturbation, blow job)

A lovely fanart visual here

MINOR DNI/ 18+ ONLY

Rushing water filled up the ornate porcelain tub. Steam filtered through the air. Its dew clung to any and all surfaces, from the large mirror fogging it to Dream’s skin. If there was time - or patience - oils and certain flowers may have been poured and scattered into the water. However, this wasn’t such an occasion.

Shutting off the water, Dream sighed, removing his robe.

It had been a long day, far, far too long of a day. The Dreaming demanded everything from him, sapping all of his time and energy. His mind had become muddled, and his movement unbelievably sluggish. He only wished to relax, only wished to let go even if for a few glorious minutes.

He dipped into the hot water, groaning at the sensation. His muscles instantly relaxed. He sank down inch by inch as his body sighed in blissful relief. He closed his eyes, letting his mind drift. It moved through the current of today, remembering what he had done and unfortunately what he needed to complete tomorrow. His face quickly twisted in frustration. He buried such thoughts for now, he didn’t wish to dwell on his impending responsibilities.

No, he wanted something else.

Someone else.

His mind drifted to you, his love. He hadn’t seen you all day, but that was mostly his fault. Perhaps tomorrow he could find time to visit you in the Waking.

He hummed, already loving the idea.

He was already imagining your bright kind smile, and how it made your eyes crinkle. He imagined how your arms would curl around his waist as you kissed his back and shoulder, just as you always greeted him on any other exhausting day.

“What does my sweet king need?” You would murmur into his ear.

“You.” He would reply.

He would drag you to bed and pull you close. Your hands would immediately play with his hair, or draw random shapes down his spine and back. His cheek would rest on your chest, inhaling deeply. Your heartbeat would soothe him, and he would sink into a well needed rest.

But, there were other times.

Time in which you would guide him to bed with such a gleeful, and mischievous, smile.

“Let me take care of you,” you would whisper.

Laying in the tub, his cock greedily twitched at such memories.

You gently pushed Dream onto the bed. His knees hit the edge, and he flopped backwards. The large bed, and silken sheets, happily welcomed him. His eyes were trained on you, watching you with such hunger and want. His heart sang as you sank to your knees before him. Your hands ran over his thighs, humming softly.

“Relax, my king,” you purred. “I will take care of you.”

You bent forward and kissed his thighs. Soft and sweet, yet teasing and playful. Your lips trailed further up to the tent growing in his pants. Your eyes flickered up, catching his. Watching him through the top of your lashes, you slowly kissed his bulge, listening to his breathy sighs.

Dream groaned.

Unable to help himself, his hand wandered down his body. His fingers wrapped around his hardening cock. Slowly, he pumped himself, feeling himself get stiffer. He hissed out in pleasure.

Maybe this was what he truly needed instead.

His pants and boxers had been discarded, tossed haphazardly onto the floor. Your hands skimmed up and down his thighs which were now adorn in your love bites. Your fingers delicately traced the bruises, watching Dream flinched and squirmed.

His cock was hard - red and swollen - and most of all waiting for you. Precum dripped down. You licked your lips at such a sight.

It was truly so enticing.

“Love,” he croaked out. “Please -“

Your fingers slowly wrapped around him. He moaned, bucking into your hand. You chuckled, “I told you, my king, I would take care of you. And I intend to.”

Dream dropped his head back against the tub. He wished it was your hands, and your lips on him instead. Only you knew how to draw out such dizzy desires. His hand wasn’t enough, but it would have to do for now. His head tipped forward, watching as he pumped his cock. Bits of water splashed around at his greedy movements.

He whimpered faintly, and your name tumbled off his lips.

Oh, what a sight.

Your lips wrapped so perfectly around him. He tried desperately not to buck his hips again, yet you took him so well. The tip of his cock kissed the back of your throat.

You hummed.

Dream moaned loudly, only you could bring out such noises from him. It was the only time he would allow himself to be so loud, and to lose a fraction of his control. Smirking, your tongue dragged along the base of his cock across a thick vein then swirled around his tip. His hand flew down, tangling into your hair. “My dear,” he whined.

Again, he wanted to say. Don’t stop, please. Yet, it was all lodged in his throat. He could barely think or speak.

Your smirk widened, you understood him perfectly. Only two words, and you heard his unspoken pleas.

Dream worked himself faster. His back arched against the porcelain tub, moaning out to the quiet room.

“Fuck,” he hissed.

He bucked up into his hand, his composure was cracking. He wouldn’t last much longer, nor did he care to. He was desperate for his release, desperate to let go.

“Come on, Dream, let go,” you whispered.

You took him in your mouth again. Your tongue swirled, tasting every inch of him. Dream jerked his hips up. You hummed, encouraging him. He groaned as a few curses slipped past his lips. He tightened his grip on your hair, and began to fuck your face. You moaned against him, loving when he lost the last ounce of his control. It was a rarity only you drew out.

“My dear,” he groaned. He yanked on your hair, making you moan again. “I’m close.”

You grabbed Dream’s thighs. Your nails scratched down in lovely red ribbons. Scratches and bites ruined his perfect thighs. You relaxed your jaw, letting Dream use you. You hummed again, swirling your tongue all around him.

‘Let go,’ you thought.

Dream came all over his hand, and into the now chilly water. He panted heavily, and slumped against the tub. He exhaled, closing his eyes.

“You did wonderful, my sweet king,” you purred. Spit and cum dripped down your swollen lips.

He opened his eyes, staring up to the ceiling. The image of you - with your enticing smirk and wicked tongue - burned brightly. He quickly got up out of the tub. After a long day, he needed to relax. Just like you always said. So, perhaps a visit to you will satiate the monster he has now unleashed. Maybe afterwards, he will be able to collapse down for the night.

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👻,💡and 🎨

heheh, hallo fellow CrossStitch fan! i'll answer these for Soul Eater.

👻 What is your wildest headcanon?

probably that spirit never cheated. i have made many a tumblr post about this (man i should have tagged those explicitly....) and whenever i bring up the topic (except to a couple good friends) it creates instant ire, backlash, arguments... i rather think there's an entire discord server that dislikes me due to this very headcanon looool.... but the thing is, i don't think it's a wild idea! just everyone else does. meanwhile 1) a five year old maka whose mama is gone is not a reliable narrator, and 2) a divorced man is allowed to cast his gaze elsewhere, and 3) we truly have no evidence he ever did cheat. literally all we have is toddler maka's claims and the scenes she shows us in that flashback from the first prologue are easily, easily interpreted as people fawning over a celebrity and spirit is THE celebrity (and dancing with people is normal social behavior since when is dancing with not your spouse a crime???? in what culture???? seriously). i have written essays on this AND I'LL WRITE THEM AGAIN! stopping myself here or i'll go on for ages.

💡How many WIPs do you currently have?

for.... just soul eater.... uhm. well. if we count individual documents, approximately 50. but three to four of those documents are....anthologies, with many many one-shots contained therein.... so we're looking at closer to 80 WIPs just for soul eater..... and most but not all of those are stein/spirit focused or focused on one of the two. i do have other things tho, like a soul-centric pre-canon multi-chap huehue. if we wanna talk about all my fandoms tho.... uh well... for kim possible (Drakgo ship mostly) there's over 300 WIPs.... let's ballpark my total across all fandoms at approximately 500 💀💦💦💦💦💦

🎨 If someone were to make fanart of your work, what fic or scene would you hope to see?

oh goodness... i truly don't know. i've already received so much beautiful fanart, and it's utterly humbling. i think... the true answer to this is, i want to see what impacted a reader. if there were a specific moment or scene or line or look that meant something to a reader, then i'd want to see that expressed. as a writer i love knowing how my writing impacts others. so to know what meant something to someone else would be the greatest gift.

thank you for the ask! ^^

[lyricfulloflight]

20 questions for writers

tagged by @ongreenergrasses Thank you so much - I will answer even though I haven't posted any new fic in ages. I am still writing though... slowly and sporadically, but still writing.

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

27

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

351,600

3. What fandoms do you write for?

I have written for Cherik/X-men and The Old Guard (Joe x Nicky).

I am currently working on 2 Buddie fics in the 9-1-1 fandom, but haven't posted anything to ao3 yet.

I also have 3 old Klaroline fics still up on fanfiction.net that I sometimes think I should move to ao3 but haven't yet.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

An Omega's Worth - Cherik, regency ABO fic. WIP that I am determine to finish someday!

The Consequence of Hiding - Cherik, AU but they still have powers. Completed and over 100k!

At First Glance - Cherik. Complete. AU. Written for Secret Mutant Madness. Fluffy and sweet.

Airwaves - Cherik, Complete. AU no powers, set at a university radio station. Completed for a Big Bang with lovely fanart by @ireneadonovan

Right In Front of Me - The Old Guard (Joe x Nicky). Incomplete (and honestly barely started...gosh I should really get back to this one)

5. Do you respond to comments?

I try to respond to all comments.

I haven't been great at it lately because I'm not actively writing, but if I'm actively writing I always reply and I am happy to chat about my writing on tumblr too!

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Hollow.

It's a short Cherik fic, though mostly a character delve into Charles during Xmdofp. Someone asked me to write Dark!Charles and this was the result. It's very angsty and different from anything else I've written.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

It's Just A Summer Thing.

It has the big happy ending. And though the fic does have some angst in it, I wrote it to be fun and sweet - it's set at a summer soccer camp (except the last chapter) and its supposed to be cute.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Not really.

I've had a couple critical comments, but not 'hate'.

9. Do you write smut?

I have, yes.

I don't always, but I think I write smut well when I do decide it fits within the story I want to tell.

10. Do you write crossovers?

Sort of? Once?

A Man Apart is probably the closest thing I have written that's a crossover. It's still Cherik, but Erik is an android, inspired by Michael Fassbender's roles in the Alien franchise.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I am aware of

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

I know somebody asked me once about translating one of my fics years ago, but I don't know if that happened - they didn't follow up with me once I gave my permission, so I assume the translation was not compelte.

13. Have you ever cowritten a fic before?

Yes!

Yet another fic that isn't complete (we were so close and its my fault it stalled). The lovely @msfbgraves and I co-wrote 'Someday I'll Find You', another Cherik AU.

14. What is your all time favorite ship?

Cherik.

I've written the most for them and for the longest. I still go back to my old fics and my WIPs all the time. I am still actively thinking about An Omega's Worth and how I can finish it. I reblog Cherik content daily on tumblr. I can't really image not being in the Cherik fandom in some capacity.

Buddie is my current obsession and I hope they are as long lasting as Cherik, but Cherik is still my ultimate love.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

I'd love to finish Someday I'll Find You, because we were so close, but I don't know if it will happen. Even if I continue I don't know if @msfbgraves would want to keep writing it after all these years!

16. What are your writing strengths?

I think character voice and dialogue are my strengths. My writing tends to be very character focused and I hope I write characters that feel believable and close enough to canon not to feel OOC.

I can also be funny at times.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Plotting. I don't like to sit down and plot things out.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language during a fic?

I prefer not to. There are so many nuances in language and phrasing, its hard enough to get it right in my own language, let alone one I don't know. I have include short sentences in other languages (German for example), but I ask other people to make sure the translation makes sense if I can.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Klaroline from the Vampire Diaries

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

Aside from the fics I've already mentioned, I will give a shout out to one of my lesser kudoed fics: To Build A Home.

It's a Joe x Nicky early days fic from the The Old Guard fandom. It has truly incredible art from @notablogtobefollowedunless. And I think its one of my best fics in terms of action. As well as showing how the bond of trust was built between the two main characters.

I am tagging: @ikeracity, @pinkoptics, @lindstromm, @gerec, @cal-daisies-and-briars, @exhuastedpigeon, @akasanata