#I QUEUED THIS POST AND THEN IT WENT MISSING WHEN IT WAS POST TIME????

[rokeas-finest]

Pest and poob!!!!! Both from school so i had like zeeero référence of pests shirt also itwas my first time drawing him specific. Cannot ever consistently draw poob though lmao

[heartsbang]

were those ravn sets queued a long time ago?? idk if u r aware that theyre still posting ^^;;

thank you for telling me! every single time i think i deleted them all it turns out that i missed some..

[phlurrii]

It’s finally time to introduce the secondary project I’ve been working on >;Dc

I’ve had this queued for sometime in June, did not check when, so hello on [random date in june] ;D

I’m also here to explain how I’ll be posting this stuff going forward! Everything will be posted here, on my main account before being reblogged over to Soul’s Anchor a side bog with the place holder title. Unless it deals with more adult/suggestive content or heavier topics, of which will be exclusively posted to Soul’s Anchor side blog. As I don’t want certain themes alongside AM! I’ll also be referring to this series as Anchor for short! I will encourage any and all Questions, Mentions, and Thoughts to be directed there for those interested and those who are not, dw! You’ll only see the initial posts here, no asks or follows up, but this is still my art account and I shall enjoy it as I please ;3

Brief Synopsis about the Story:

A queer love story following a cursed pirate and a cult refugee implanted with a god’s eye as they combat the reality of living in a world which was created solely to feed the gods that govern it. All whilst a sapphic couple attempt to help guide the pair along a path to to a better future, one that’s validity comes into question. A dark fantasy story that aims to represent the disabled community, the LGBTQIA+, and SA survivors written by fellow members of these communities.

Also brief disclaimer, I, Phlurrii, am simply an ally to the disabled community, my partner in crime writing alongside me, ArtJunco on Instagram, is our resident community member ;]

Anyways onto the meat of this!

Below is a collection of some, emphasis on some, of the concept art and processes I went through to develop and create one of the two main characters, Lumae.

Here are some of the earliest ideas, the basic thoughts I had in my brain when developing this goober after a 3 hours pacing in my kitchen at 1 am when that inspiration struck. His hair was the HARDEST bit for me to figure out. Which sucked as usually the hair is one of the first things I figure out because of how much I love it, so it was Agony while brainstorming that part.

I also briefly considered a goatee, however it was so cruelly shot down by my dear friend. So in stead we compromised that he may get one later down the line story wise… and see how we feel then. However, upon finally figuring out his hair I was bloody elated, still has some tweaks now and then, but the base is there.

As for this next concept, this was actually the FIRST thing created for Lumae and what started everything else about his character/design! His eyes! They are still my favourite but about him and something I adore whole heartedly! They are the core of his character ;3c

These next few are early refs and mock ups of his full design, testing our colours, experimenting with shading, getting used to drawing humans again, and general concepts I had for him as a character! Also a sneak peak at Ayric, our second main goober for this story! Who was lovingly designed and created by ArtJunco!

And finally his most recent WIP ref! The only thing currently bothering me about his design is the colour for his boot covers, I have no idea what to do with them so I’d you have suggestion or ideas, sincerely, feel free to shoot an ask to the Anchor blog! I’d genuinely love outside opinions!

As for the main curiosity of why I’m doing this, for those that missed the last post, I’ll give a brief explanation below ;3

To help with burnout so I can hop between fixations, help to avoid losing interest in AM in the future!

Keep up practicing humans and critters alike.

To take a break from story telling to do story building! Give the telling part of my brain a break, while still making cool stuff ;]

To have a more interactive blog with ya’ll! One where I’ll likely be asking advice and discussing a lot more hypotheticals, doodling asks, and general audience interaction given I am not bound by any updates! Purely just “ooo… shiny-“ and anyone is welcome to join me ;D

Last thing I request is to please read Anchor’s blog bio/description before you follow, as this story will deal with subjects not suited for all audiences posted/discussed exclusively on that blog.

Anywho, that’s all for now folks, hope you enjoyed this brief intermission to kickoff the second project being public!

[pandorxxx]

Possessive ex boyfriend neteyam jealous of y/n moving on but he just HAS to ruin her before her current boyfriend can

Unless you’re willing to risk it…

Neteyam (19) x omatikayan fem reader (18)

[this screenshot of him is just 😩😩😩]

Yeah surprise, here it is. I was just looking at this in my queued and said fuck it, lemme just post it now.

🔞minors do not interact🔞

Warnings: smut, p in v, cursing, kinda sad.

Neteyam was a great warrior, and a promising leader. He cared for his people deeply, and did whatever he could for the betterment of the clan. However, he was a horrible boyfriend. He would let his temptations get the best of him when it came to other girls in the clan. He would lie and cheat on you so many times.

Although he promised never to do it again, he would. It became too much for you to bare, so you broke up with him. He was devastated, but how could he be mad? It was all his fault and he knew it. You two were promised to each other at a young age, as you would be tshahìk and Neteyam would be the next olo’eyktan. It’s a shame that it didn’t work out the way it should’ve.

It killed him to see you moving on, though. You were one of the most sought out women in the clan, and when the males heard the news of you and neteyams breakup, they came flocking at your feet. You found a nice boy, who treats you right. So’uk was a great warrior, and a helping hand to his clan. Neteyam hated that you found a knock off version of him. He knew deep down that you missed the real thing, and he was going to get you back, no matter what it took.

“Not even a scratch, my love.” You look up at So’uk with a light smile. He came to visit you in the healing tent after he got back from the battle. He was currently holding you in his arms, as he smiled down at your glowing face.

“I had to come back in one piece for you, babe.” he chuckles as he pulls you in for a hug, leaning his head into the crook of your neck. You hug him tighter, and shut your eyes. It felt so good to be with someone who treated you like queen. It was such a level up from Neteyam.

“Mmm, you better.” You command as you kiss his chest. you both just stood in the hug for a while, not wanting the moment to end. You were suddenly ripped out of your trance when you heard a nock on the wooden door to the healing tent. You and So’uk pull away, and look in the direction of the door, making your smile drop. It was Neteyam, battered and bruised from the battle that took place.

“Hey, I-I didn’t mean to interrupt, but every other healer is occupied.” He grins nervously as his hand reaches to scratch an imaginary itch on the back of his head. You roll your eyes, and stare up at so’uk. He chuckles at you, and leans down to your ear.

“Be nice, my love.” He whispers to you as he grabs your ass, causing you to smile and push him away. Neteyams lips were pursed, and his eyes were watering watching him touch you like that. So’uk walked past Neteyam, giving him a sarcastic smile before walking out of the tent.

“Ok, come sit down.” You sigh as you turn around to get your supplies. Instead of sitting down, he leaned his head out of the tent to make sure that no one was coming before he closed the makeshift door behind him. The door shutting caught you off guard, as you slowly turned to Neteyam. His chest rising and falling at a rapid rate as he glared at you.

“Neteyam, I do not have time for this. Do you need help or not?” You ask with your hands on your hips, growing irritated with his lack of communication in this moment. He takes a deep breath, and walks over to you. He got so close to you, that you could feel the body heat radiating off his chest. Your breathing hitched as he went to grab your arm.

“Him, y/n? Of all men, you choose him?” He asked, searching for your eye contact as you stare at the ground.

“Neteyam, who I chose to mate with is none of your business.” You explain as you glare at him, backing away from his cold grasp. He clenched his jaw at those words.

“You could do so much better, y/n. You’re so pretty, smart, kind. what are you doing with him?” He asks as he traces your body with his eyes. He walks towards you, and pushes a loose strand of hair behind your ear, leading his hand down to your neck to grip it gently.

You would be lying to yourself if you said you didn’t miss his touch. You shut your eyes tightly as you inhale sharply. He bites his lip at your reaction, reaching his thumb up to lightly brush your lips.

“I know you miss this…You miss me…You miss us. I know you’ll never take me back, I get it. Let me just make love to you one more time before he does. You know he can’t do what I do for you.” He whispers in your ear as he wraps his arm around your waist. You throw your head back at the touch you’d been craving since you ended things. You hated that he had this kind of power over you. You hated that you let him get this close again. You hated that you were about to do the one thing that you left him for.

You look up at him with lidded eyes, and nodded at his request. Immediately after your confirmation, he pinned you to the wall of the tent. He started attacking your neck. He tapped your thigh signaling for you to jump into his arms. You obliged, as you started leaving hickeys on his neck. You bit him, drawing blood, and licked it up with a low moan. He hissed at the sensation, before pulling away from your neck.

“We don’t have much time, so I’ll be quick.” He pants as he puts you down. He pulls his loincloth off, before snatching yours off. He turns you towards the wall and pushes you up against it. He palms his throbbing cock before using the tip to play with your wet cunt. The friction made you both moan in unison.

“I’m gonna fuck you so good, I promise.” he says in your ear before slowly sliding into you. You cry out, missing the feeling of him inside you. He starts to thrust in and out of you slowly, causing your eyes to roll back. He places his hand next to your head that is laying on the wall, giving him more leverage to speed up the pace.

“I’m gonna fucking ruin you right here, right now.” And with that last sentence, he grabs your arms and hold them behind your back harshly. With his free hand, he snakes around to grab your neck from the front.

“Ohhhh my eywa, Neteyammm!!” you whine loudly causing him to slide his hand from your neck to your mouth.

“I know, I know, but you have to be quiet before everyone hears you! unless you’re willing to risk it.” He says through fast breaths as he watched your ass slap against his pelvis, sending him over the edge. He throws his head back in pure bliss, as his eyes shut tightly.

He growls loudly, as he snaps his head back down, latching onto your neck. He bit you hard, causing you to yelp loudly from the pleasure and pain. You start to get teary eyed, as you realized this would be the last time he would make you feel like this. You knew you’d regret this in the morning, but you didn’t care at the moment, you had to get this off of your chest.

“I-I love you, Neteyam!” you moaned as the tears finally fell from your eyes. The words you just spoke made his heart flutter. He wished that he didn’t fuck you over, so he could have this moment forever. His emotions got the best of him, as he started to get teary eyed as well. He leans down to the crook of your neck, and gives you the deepest, slowest stokes he’s ever given you. You both moan loudly at the feeling. You could feel your high coming, as you bit your lip, and shut your eyes.

“I love you too, y/n! I’m sorry for everything. I should’ve treated you better.” He confesses as he speeds up the pace, crying in the crook of your neck. You reach up to hold onto his arm, as more tears fell from your eyes. You were emotional from the pleasure, from the apology, and from the fact that you couldn’t take him back anymore. Your emotions started to send you over the edge, as your eyes rolled back again, and your legs started to shake.

“I’m cumming Neteyam!!!” You scream as he wraps his strong arm around your torso, kissing your cheek. He bites his lip, as he groans in your ear, feeling his high approaching him too.

“Let’s cum together, one last time.” He says breathless as he grabs your hand. He thrusts into you a couple more times before you two cum in sync, filling the room with a pair of moans that would never be heard together again.

“Fuckkk, y/n!” He shouts as he thrusts into you once more, leaving his cock in for a few moments before pulling it out for the last time. You cry out from the emptiness that would stay with you for a life time. He kisses you one last time on the cheek, before turning you around to face him. He palms your cheek with tears in his eyes, as you try to hold yours back with pursed lips. He pulls away, putting his loincloth back on. You watch him, back still against the wall. He walks back over to you, pulling your small hand to his chest. Looking you in the eyes.

“I’m sorry I couldn’t be what you needed, y/n…”

Ok wait, how do you make a smut…SAD??? Like I genuinely don’t even know how it got here. Also, let’s talk about her man told her to be nice, and she took it too damn far…he didn’t say FUCK HIM, he said be nice, girl!!! I get it though ngl. I hope you guys enjoyed. Send more requests 😎😎😎 love y’all!!!

Outtie❤️🖖🏾,

Pandorxx

[ma-lark-ey]

Lark Liveblogs Literature: THE SUNSHINE COURT BABYYYYY LETS GO JEAN

to begin: THE COVER???

The fucking NARCISSUS/DAFFODIL. Stop stop stop. Nora stop. She said it wouldn’t be a sun but I WASNT READY.

RESILIENCE. FIRST BLOOM AT THE END OF WINTER. NEW BEGINNINGS AND REBIRTH.

warning in advance for how many reaction images will be in this post. Miss Nora Sakavic has a way of making me unable to verbalise how devistated I am so I turn to goofy photos.

Also, just so we’re all on the same page:

it’s 1:20 AM. My roommate IS asleep. I am fighting the demons (downloading this book) but i am winning (it is queued on my kindle)

ITS DOWNLOADED LETS GO

Okay so context is that my Kindle is at 10%

I tried to go to bed and read this in the morning but I am

SO NOW I HAVE FRANTICALLY FOUGHT A WAR (figured out how to get this book) AND I AM READY FOR BATTLE (to cry over Jean)

ONE, TWO, THREE, LETS GO BITCH!!

Also my kindle cord is too small for me to properly lay in bed so im literally about to lay on my stomach kicking my feet like a middle schooler WISH. ME. LUCK.

CHAPTER ONE:

oh we’re jumping right in okay. god. hi baby :((

OH. I am just adding onto my #1 Riko hater agenda right now.

“The golden rule— not where the public can see” DIE. LITERALLY DIE TETSUJI

“The lack of broken fingers this time” THIS TIME??? JEAN. JEAN.

im so.

RENEE!!!

“and he had wasted them texting Renee a heads-up.” Nora please we’re only four pages in bro

Renee i love you im marrying you please give me a kiss. Mwah Mwah Mwah. She said “Bitch. Lay back down.”

currently also reading a batshit raven!neil fic and just. on the ground. about all of this.

stop the way I literally went “who the fuck is Nathaniel” Im too transgender for this.

Me, seeing the Abby content we need in this world:

Jean dont call that hellscape home bbg

Renee beating self worth into this man. ily

“Jean couldnt remember the last time he was allowed to wear color” LITERALLY KILL ME

Nora I need you to be less good at describing pain please and thanks

NOT THE BITING

DADMACK DADMACK DADMACK DADMACK!!

he fr be moving this man like a doll. love you wymack

tied him up with racquet laces I. h. lays on floor softly crying.

NOT THE DADDY ISSUES

Jean fr out here plotting 50 ways to kill his brother. he fr though Neil was the problem. no girl Neil just has no tact and autism rizz. Kevins the fucking snitch

no one:

Jean @ the Moriyamas;

“that man is years overdue for a head-on high-speed collision” YOU TELL EM DADMACK

CHAPTER TWO:

Jean please just sleep like a normal human man. God.

Even Jean be out here like “Kevins a little Chihuahua ass drama queen. Bitchboy. Wet cat man.”

Kevin: look, bro, if the 5’3 twink with enough daddy issues to make riko blush and chugs ‘fuck around and find out’ juice for breakfast can escape the moriyamas and not die, so can you.

Testuji. Testuji when I catch you. Tetsuji

Jean what the fuck makes you think anyone but Andrew Minyard will ever tell Neil what to do. Girl.

“If I am not a Raven, who am I?” A MOTHERCUCKING TROJAN BABYYYY

“I have to go to my next class.” I forgot they were in college deadass. Neil is straight up my age im gonna throw up.

Okay. It is. *checks time* 3 AM. I cannot keep my eyes open, which means i must put Jean away for sleep.

ITS IS NOON THE FOLLOWING DAY. I HAVE SLEPT. I HAVE TAKEN MY MEDICATIONS. TIME TO HYPERFOCUS BABY.

KINDLE SAYS WE HAVE 8 hrs 27 mins LEFT IN THIS BOOK. IM SAYING GOODBYE TO MY FRIENDS AND FAMILY. I’LL SEE Y’ALL AT DINNEE TIME. ITS JEAN TIME.

Hiiiiiii Thea….

“Good morning, Paris.” Now, the average man will see this as a reference to his frenchness. but real ones know Paris is prince of Troy, the man who married Helen of Troy & started the Trojan war.

do y’all think Jean has a french accent wait wait wait. obviously itd be very slight at this point but is it there. necessary question.

Assessing Thea like a fucking state exam right now. Neil could not have cared less about your ass I am gaining so much information

Hate of my life Riko moriyama.

CHAPTER THREE:

JEREMY FUCKING KNOW HI BAYYYBY

the way I literally got up and had to pace and stim for a moment even though I fully expected this. autism. my roommate is concerned. not really. she’s used to this she watched me read TKM and dramatically reenact the Ichirou Car Talk.

wow??? AFTG team actually seems happy and well-adjusted and friendly with each other??

Random Note: I’m currently watching Blue Exorcist & one of the main characters is a girl name Moriyama and I’m literally just sitting here like “This girl is way to nice and innocent to have that name.” Because she literally is the nicest girl to ever exist. Why is she cursed with the same name as my mortal enemy (Testuji)

“Tonight’s experiment was the icing on the cake, an invaluable experience no matter how it ended.” Jeremy, my love.

He has empathy… Never before seen footage. Y’all get the cameras!!

He’s so shaken about Jean,,, holding you so gently Jeremy. Here as a guy who knows nothing at all about Jeremy since I’m. so new here. but god.

Jeremy: are you sure a Raven can abide by Troja—

Kevin: Bro Jean is so pathetic he’s a bottom fr. He never disobeys an order

Jeremy: I. Okay you didnt have to say it like that, bro.

I will literally never stop respecting the Trojans strat in the final they really said. “If these fucks can win the championships with nine players, surely we can.” and then willingly got their asses handed to them.

“Xavier stumbled when he got the next serve off, and the Fox guarding him gamely hauled him back upright before running for the ball. It was a simple gesture, but it endeared Jeremy to them” I dont remember if this bit was described in tkm so i’m going to guess that’s Nicky or Matt. Aaron would fucking never.

Nah because like. Yes this proved to the Trojans how resilient the Foxes were, but it was also a message to the audience, yk? Like we know the Foxes were getting shit for their quick rise to the top after they pulled their shit together, but I personally think that the Trojans did this both for their improvement & for Foxes’ publicity. This game proved to the public at large how devastatingly *good* the Foxes were, because of their small size. The second best team in the league crumbled playing the same conditions the Foxes did *every game* and got to championships with. They proved that Foxes were, in fact, a D1 team who earned their keep.

oh hes got daddy’s money. Well. not. officially. yo what I mean.

“it was always best to have a paper trail” Neil Josten would have an anuerysm hearing those words.

Bye Jeremy I’m. Love you so much. Why do you feel like a sixty year old man in your early twenties.

“between seven and twelve students.” yikes.

“unfamiliar and accented voice.” I WAS RIGHT I FUCKING CALLED IY HES GOT AN ACCENT BABY FUCK YEAH

“you ever feel like— like you’re making a choice you cant come back from? But even knowing everything could go completely sideways, you’d make that choice every time?” okay so coming out allegories i could make aside, Jeremy is so… where to start with him. He reminds me of Percy Jackson. Endlessly loyal and selfless to the point its a bit stupid but endearingly stupid.

CHAPTER FOUR:

Okay so we’re alresdy hateflirting. noted.

Its also extremely sunny today in Podunk Hicksville where I live so it feels very On Brand.

“Jean had seen that smile in a half-dozen broadcast… He could picture it too easily, and he dug his fingernails into his own face in vicious warning.” Awww you think you can best the gay worms in your brain. goodluck with that Johnny.

“isn’t that reason enough to keep living? To rediscover simple delight one moment at a time,” keeping this quote for eternity

“enough sunlight to chase away Evermore’s shadows. They are willing to take a chance on you. Aren’t you?”

Kevin Day autistic king. taking this hesdcannon to my grave .

“the conspiracy theorists were working overtime” no girl they just aint stupid.

THEY DESTROYED HIS POSTCARDS…

CHAPTER FIVE:

I want to start keeping record of all the times Jean is like “[name] wasn’t decent enough to [thing]” because its SO funny. We LOVE a petty king.

also keeping track of all the insults he throws at Neil.

Neil likes to think he’s SUUUUCH a loner boy no friends angsty “dont speak to me” resting bitch face ass motherfucker. In reality he is a jack russell terrier — ceritifed jack russell owner who’s dog thinks hes soooo big and bad but said dog literally cries when you dont let him in the bed or say hi to people on the street

Jean is SOOOOOO dramatic 😭😭

Jean: Why would you let Kevin do this.

Neil: let him?? He did that on his own.

Jean: you’re proud of him for being a problem, arent you?

Neil: oh you fucking know I am, bitchass

“but other than his outstanding murder charge there was nothing interesting about that Fox.” i’d consider that very interesting information, Jean. Youre just deranged

“with milk, juice, and vodka dominating one shelf” that’s Aaron, Nicky, Andrew/Kevin in order. Im correct.

“There was an entire drawer dedicated to cheese.” Yeah that sounds like Nicky.

“Half the drawer was full of mini candy bars. Jean threw them all into the trash” bro Andrew is going to kill you in cold blood and not even Neil can save you.

Jean is SO dramatic. Give him Kevin’s crown.

Jean @ Neil during the final: ARE YOU WITHOUT INTELLIGENCE????? ARE YOU STUPID??? DO YOU WANT TO DIE??

Seeing the media coverage of the championship is the food I needed thank you Nora for this. I am eating it up. om nom nom

The sportscasters referring to athletes with their first name is batshit. What. why. huh. Absolutely not.

CHAPTER SIX:

Renee protecting Jean from discovering Riko’s death through media & not through them…

Everytime boys start fistfighting in this series I hear Roxanne from Megamind. “Ladies, ladies, you’re BOTH pretty.”

a) Jeans reaction to finding out was exaclty what I expected

b) I’m FASCINATED to know who called campus security. Jeremy?? Renee?? Someone in Fox tower???

Neil was gentle with someone other than Andrew? I didnt know he knew how to do that…

NEIL. NEIL JOSTEN. YEAH BABY

HES ROOMING WITH CAT AND LAILA??? YES YEA YES YESY

the Jean-Renee dynamic is so fucking important to me. MLM/WLW solidarity. theyre besties.

THEYRE SO IMPORTANT TO ME BRO.

Literally snuggling Jeremy

Oh he’s got Fox potential. Hiiii Jeremy. Give me the traumadump bbg

THEY/THEM??? DO MY EYES DECEIVE ME OR IS THIS AN HONEST TO GOD THEY/THEM PLAYER OH ILL CRY. ILL CRU RIGHT NOW

CHAPTER SEVEN:

Oh Jean. you’re about to have such a gay awakening babe i can feel it in my bones.

A FUCKING YOYO??? I LOVE HIM

“A mite bit hecked up” PLEEEASE JUST SAY FUCK /ref

OH HE WAS IN LOVE WITH KEVIN. INTERESTING INTERESTING INTERESTING.

autism coded lookingg motherfucker (stares at Jean.)

The chaos of Cat and Laila’s house is so fucking cute. Its about to be two lesbians and their distrustful pitbull rescue in this bitch and im ready for it.

CHAPTER EIGHT:

watching normal people discover the cult that is Evermore. Finally someone having a normal response to that madness. What the FUCK.

wait theres actually a cardboard dog i thought it was fanon joke.

oh my god there is actually a fucking cardboard dog. i.

jeans brain just got actually shattered by this living room. he cannot comprehend this.

Cat & Jeremy, realizing the cult rumors are real: I THOUGHT YOU WERE KIDDING! I thought it was joke! I even wrote it down in my diary! “Kevin made a very funny joke today!” I laughed at it later that night!

Okay, last night; I went to bed at 2:30 AM 45% through (college my beloathed). we’re back in business.

Jeremy is so disturbed all of the time. goofy ass.

“Loving something is not enough,”

“When was the last time you enjoyed playing?”

“ Irrelevant.”

Whats his shirt look like Jeremy. Jeremy whats the shirt look like. Jeremy. Whats the shirt look like.

Okay so I’ve reached my image limit for this post and I dont have fun reaction images on my laptop. so now I will post this & reblog with the rest of this book.

[utahlive]

No episode today (i have a test i gotta study for booo) :( However in usual “no episode today” style, I’ve got some behind the scenes stuff! (+ answering asks). I’m really glad you guys like hearing about this part of the blog :D

It’s a little long so I’m putting it under the cut

So my latest method of answering asks is to write a quick outline/reply and save it in drafts (as opposed to what I was doing, which was copy pasting asks into the notes app and writing replies there. dont ask whats wrong with me; I dont know). Anyway this specific comic had its first ‘script’ (shoutout to @/ghostburface for the ask)

I usually draw out what I imagine happening and then add text to hit the points im aiming for, but I did the opposite in this one. I had a lot of trouble figuring out the actual visuals for this one

(For the record I tried to find the original price of the glasses on the las Nevadas merch page but it wasn’t there. I remember losing my mind over the price tho)

attempt/draft 2 (sort of) since I wasn’t sure about the layout. I was really hoping to just have three panels (as you can see by the “if 3 that would be epic” note above)

And then I transferred it digitally! I did go over the script in DMs with my friend so it ended up as it did I did see one person pointing out the whole “rose colored glasses” thing (shout out to you fr !!). I had a lot of meaning I was going for with this one but I have a hard time finding a middle ground between “so obscure its not there” and “way too obvious”

I also wanted to answer some asks (as per usual :3 because I love talking with you guys)

I wish he would grow it out!! However as anyone who’s gone from short to long hair... the awkward phase is NOT pretty. I did hear on one of his streams he might cut it when the EP comes out rather than the album. because he’s a coward (but I can’t blame him)

who doesnt feel like ripping up their pillow though, amiright fellas? Shout out to all the utahlive fictives out there (I’ve heard of reported sightings). Would love to talk to you guys some day <3 It still baffles my mind that this blog leaves any sort of lasting impression on people (for reals though, I hope you guys are ok!!)

this one isnt directed at me but I just think its funny you say this because summer 2022 I went to the Winchester house with my friends, but we all decided it wasn’t worth the price so we just checked out the gift shop and walked around the outside for about two hours. it’s actually very pretty! super cool architecture

this one is under the “what would you recommend I get at the gas station”

It’s also not a question but I think it would be funny to let you know I wrote and queued that post (and the other one posted that day) at like 5am I don’t know how I missed it because I usually check my posts the next morning before they get posted I know it’s bad I’m trying real hard to get my sleep schedule to be normal (this post is sponsored by melatonin tablets)

GET AWAY GET AWAY GET AWAY GET AWAY 🤺🤺🤺

I assume you’re talking about the mcytblr sexyman poll?? Im already making predictions and bets in my head on this one but Ill be fighting for MY meowmeows till my last breath

[shadowqueenjude]

What if Nesta decided to destroy the Inner Circle part 5

Ok so I initially had these queued to post them over the next couple of days, but I'm too hyper to wait that long so enjoy the next several parts. The next day, Eris came back to the home of the Band of Exiles. Jurian and Vassa had told her about their nickname while they had been practicing swordplay, and Nesta hadn’t been able to stop laughing.

“Still better than the Inner Circle, or the Court of Dreams,” Nesta had said, tears in her eyes.

Vassa had snorted. “They actually call themselves that?”

Nesta had nodded, still breathing hard from all the laughing. “Court of Dreams!!! How corny can you get?” “The Inner Circle sounds like some dumb teen mean kids club,” Jurian had added. “I brought you a present, Nesta,” Eris announced as he walked in.

Nesta snorted. “A present? Really?”

Eris walked in and gestured with a flourish to something behind him. Nesta gasped as her best friends Gwyn and Emerie walked in. She ran to them, not caring if anybody else saw, and jumped into their arms, tears free flowing down her face as she hugged them both.

“I missed you two so much,” Nesta said in a muffled voice.

“Us too,” Gwyn said. “What happened to you?”

Nesta took a shuddering breath. “The Inner Circle locked me up. They betrayed me.”

Gwyn’s eyes became wide as saucers. Emerie just shook her head, anger in her eyes. “They’ll pay for what they did to you.” A warrior’s answer.

“How’d you get them out?” Nesta asked, turning to Eris. He shrugged. “The Inner Circle doesn’t suspect me to be working with you- they didn’t think you’d trust me or go anywhere near me. As for these two, I explained the situation. They were skeptical, but worried enough about you to come with me.” Nesta let gratitude shine in her eyes- gratitude for the thoughtfulness to bring them to her. “How did you know about them?” she asked.

Eris sent that familiar smirk towards her. “The Night Court isn’t the only court with spies, you know.” Nesta snarled softly at him. “You’re a court-trained bastard.”

Eris just laughed softly. “And you’re a force to be reckoned with, Nesta Archeron.” Nesta schooled her face into what she hoped was a neutral expression, even as she knew her heart most likely gave her away, if the emotions on her didn’t. She walked back towards where Elain, Lucien, Vassa, and Jurian sat waiting. The mood was completely different this time. Silent. Tense. “You know the risks,” Nesta said quietly to all of them. “There’s a good chance that we may all die. But the Inner Circle must be stopped. Their malignant influence cannot be allowed to spread. My sister has been caught in their clutches. I need to save her.” Elain put her hand in Nesta’s. “We will bring our sister back,” she said. And there it was again. That determination. A glimpse of the woman Elain once was, and the woman she will grow to be, was already becoming. Lucien saw it too, staring at her with silent admiration clear on his face. “I want my friend back,” Lucien said. He took a deep breath. “She saved me from being raped by Ianthe. She offered her name in exchange for my life under the mountain. I won’t stand by and let Rhysand hold her prisoner forever.” “I don’t really know Feyre,” Eris said quietly, “but I watched what she went through under the mountain. She broke the curse that held all of us prisoner. She saved us all. Now it’s our turn to save her.” Jurian said, “I saw her-briefly, in the Spring Court. When she was playing a double agent. Her chaotic energy matches mine. I don’t want to lose her before we could become great friends.”

Everyone turned to Vassa.

“What? I don’t have any connection with Feyre. I’m just going to wreak havoc.”

Jurian snorted. “Charming as always, Vassa.”

“It’s Queen Vassa to you, madman.”

“Ok, Queen Vassa,” Jurian said mockingly.

Lucien muttered something that sounded like, “Cauldron boil me.”

“Alright, so how are we getting in?” Nesta asked. “The palace will most likely be heavily warded from the likes of me, so…”

“Leave that to me,” Lucien said.

Nesta raised a brow. “Trust me,” Lucien said. Eris smiled like he knew something they all didn’t. “Find something amusing, Eris?” Nesta crooned.

“Nothing besides your obvious need for me,” Eris purred back. Lucien again muttered a plea to the cauldron asking to spare him from horny people.

“Guys, this is serious,” Elain said, glaring at each one of them in turn. “Lives are at stake here. We need to be extremely vigilant. First, we need to try and catch Feyre alone, if we can. Got it?”

To Nesta’s surprise, everyone nodded. “Eris, are you ok with winnowing Nesta again?” Eris nodded. “I’ll go with Lucien again then. Gwyn, Emerie, can you winnow?” Emerie shook her head, but Gwyn nodded. “Ok, Gwyn, can you take Emerie?” Gwyn nodded. “Then we’re all settled. It’s time to go.”

As promised, Lucien dealt with the wards in the palace, and they were able to walk in. They split up, each searching in a different direction for Feyre besides Lucien, who stayed with Elain because Elain was not a fighter. Nesta aimed for the art gallery that she knew Feyre liked to spend her time in, especially now that she was pregnant. Nesta had no idea how she was going to convince Feyre to get away from Rhysand, but she had to try. For her sake.

She found the gallery and unsurprisingly, Feyre sat there, painting some gorgeous landscapes. She turned towards the door when Nesta walked in.

“Nesta!” she cried. She walked as fast as her pregnant belly would allow, enveloping Nesta in a hug. “I was so worried about you! Elain too!”

“Elain is with me,” Nesta said. “Look, this is going to sound crazy, but you need to come with us.”

Feyre raised a brow. “Come with you where?”

“Out of this court. Rhysand is manipulating you. He has put you in a cage. Can’t you remember all the times he abused you, manipulated you?”

Feyre straightened. “I forgave him Nesta,” she said icily. “He has been nothing but good to me since.”

“Really?” Nesta said. “How often does he listen, really listen to what you say? How often does he dismiss you, Feyre? Remember that he hid the baby’s deadly wings from you. Does that show he respects you? Did he ever apologize for what he did to you under the mountain?”

Feyre glared at Nesta. “Is this another tantrum, Nesta? I thought your training was going well.”

“Your husband and his friend forced me into chains,” Nesta hissed. “I was trapped on my bed until Elain came and unlocked me. We’ve been hiding out in the human lands all this time.”

Feyre shook her head. “Why are you lying, Nesta? You’re better than this.” Nesta stared at her sister incredulously. Brainwashed. Her sister really, truly, had been brainwashed. Despite all the horrible things she had seen Rhysand do, despite all the horrible things Rhysand had done to her, she didn’t believe it. Couldn’t believe it.

“Why would I lie to you?” Nesta asked quietly. “Was I lying about the baby, Feyre? Why would I make this up, just to hurt you?”

Feyre’s eyes widened, and for a moment, doubt flickered in her eyes. Then her eyes widened even further, looking at something past her shoulder. Nesta was about to demand what it was when a familiar presence came up behind her and pressed a sword to her throat.

“Don’t. Move,” Rhysand hissed in her ear.

[shedoessoshedoes]

Casual

my hand slipped. inspired by this post i made :)

read on ao3

wc:2k

It was past midnight by the time Cassian slipped away to stumble up the stairs to the karaoke stage. No one had sung yet tonight–everyone who usually did was very drunk and it usually took until about then for some brave soul to pour their heart out via an ABBA track to the entire bar. He didn’t mind. He would break the ice. Soon, everyone would want to sing along, too. 

He swipes through the tracks, heading immediately past his typical go-tos. Tonight was not a night for “Man! I Feel Like a Woman!” Tonight was a night for–a-ha. He hiccuped as he queued the song and got into position, and wiped angrily at a tear he could feel beginning to form. She would come back, he told himself. She was just scared. And besides, a situationship did not deserve this kind of emotion. Even if it had been with the most beautiful, intelligent, perfect woman he had ever met. Even if he thought that Nesta Archeron loved–he cut himself off.

“No!” he said out loud into the microphone, but before anyone could react, his song was starting, and there was nothing left to do but sing. 

At a table in the back corner, Feyre, Elain, Rhys, and Azriel were just realizing that they were missing someone. Rhys kept insisting Cassian probably just went to get more drinks. Feyre didn’t agree.

“You know how he is when he’s drunk, Rhys! What does he do? He doesn’t drink more, I’ll tell you that much. What does he do?” 

“He talks about Nesta,” Rhys replied, mumbling into his drink. 

“Exactly!” she shot back, hands flying up in the air. “And why are Elain and I here instead of with Nesta and Gwyn and Emerie right now?” 

“Because Nesta knew that he would be sad and that you would keep an eye on him to make sure he doesn’t cry himself to death.” 

“And what will she do if she finds out we lost him because we were making out?” Feyre asked. 

Rhys sighed. “She’ll chop my dick off and then kill me. But why weren’t you two watching him?” he turns to Elain and Azriel. 

Elain squeaked as Azriel’s hand disappeared underneath the table. “We were in the bathroom,” he replied smoothly. “Cassian told us he’d wait right here.” 

“Well obviously that was a lie!” Feyre squawked. “Nesta just started trusting me again, and if we lose him–everyone split up! We can all check the bar and if he’s not here then–” 

“Feyre,” Elain cut in. “I think I found him.” She nodded up to the stage and Rhys’s mouth dropped open. Cassian appeared to be fighting back tears, and a melancholy introduction began to echo through the bar. 

“Oh my God, he’s singing a breakup song,” he yelped and jumped up, pulling Azriel with him. “Come on, Azzy! Someone needs to record this blackmail.” 

Azriel turned pleading eyes on the girls, but was dragged away before they could do anything to help. 

Elain leaned over so Feyre could hear her over the noise of the surrounding tables. “Do you think it’s odd that Nesta is so worried about Cassian’s feelings that she sent us to take care of him instead of having us stay with her? Or that she needs a girl’s night after a situationship break-up with someone that she claims she has never had any sort of feelings for?” 

Feyre shrugged. “I think she still doesn’t trust that I won’t repeat everything she says back to Rhys,” she said, an edge cutting into her voice. 

Elain hummed in response, and leaned back in her seat before jerking up abruptly. “Is he–is this Casual?” 

“No way.”

“I really think it is.”

“Call Nesta. Now we know for sure he’s in love with her.” 

“Is she in love with him?” 

“Feyre. Call. Her.” 

Sure enough, on stage, Cassian was launching into his first verse. “And you said, sweetheart, no attachment,” he sings, more than a little off-key and with the wrong words. He hiccups. “But we’re knee-deep in the passenger seat, and you’re eating me out, so is it casual now? Huh? Is it? Two weeks and your mom invites me–” 

Azriel climbed up on stage and whispered into his ear. “Fuck, Az, no, I’m not going home! I’m singing! If it’s casual, it’s casual now.” 

Fully crying, Cassian continued. Rhys’s flash was on now, and he was sure this was the best video he’d ever taken of his brother. 

“...maybe we’d have an apartment and you’d show me off to your friends at the pier. I know, baby, no attachment,” Cassian sobbed, and the bar sang along. “But we’re knee deep in the passenger seat…” 

At the table, Feyre and Elain had managed to get ahold of Nesta via Emerie and Gwyn. “Listen!” Feyre exclaimed to the three of them. “He is crying on the karaoke stage! Would any man do that for someone he didn’t love?” They can hear murmuring in the background, Nesta talking to her friends, and then a door click shut. 

Gwyn comes back towards the speaker of the phone. “I think she’s scared,” she said quietly. “I know she said she didn’t feel anything towards him, but she’s been crying all night. I think he was getting so important to her that she wanted to protect herself.” Emerie voiced her agreement. 

“She’s never had anyone to take care of her,” Elain replied. “Everyone who was supposed to didn’t. Just…tell her we love her and that we don’t think Cassian will ever hurt her like our parents did–like Feyre and I have.” 

Emerie spoke next. “For what it’s worth, I think she loves him too. We’ll talk to her.” 

They said their goodbyes, and turned back towards the stage of the bar, where Azriel was now trying to physically remove Cassian from the stage and Rhys had turned on his phone light to wave back and forth. A few other tables had followed suit. 

“It’s hard being casual when my favorite bra is in your dresser, and it’s hard being casual when I’m on the phone talking down your sister,” at this, Cassian knelt down on the stage and put the microphone down, burying his face in his hands. The rest of the bar continued singing for him. Feyre glanced over at Elain, most likely thinking of the time three months ago when Cassian had, in fact, talked Nesta’s sister down as Feyre had spiraled. 

The song began its outro and Cassian took a deep breath, gathered himself, and stood back up. “Fucked you in the bathroom when we went to dinner, your parents at the table, you wonder why I’m bitter.” He stopped to visibly gulp back more tears. “I hate that I let this drag on so long, and I hate myself.” Each word was punctuated with a sob. He finished the song and collapsed into Azriel’s arms, burying his face into Az’s neck. Rhys hopped up onstage and the two brothers half-carried Cassian back to the table and the girls. Cassian slumped back in his seat. 

“Do you want to go home, Cass?” Feyre asked gently. “Any one of us would be happy to take you.” 

He shook his head petulantly. “I’m not going home without Nes.” 

Rhys sighed. “Cassian, I don’t think she’s coming tonight.” 

“Well, she’s not the love of your life, now is she, Rhysie? I’m telling you, she’s coming to get me as we speak. My song will convince her that I love her and that I’m so sad.” Cassian’s words were slurring together, and with that, he dropped his head to rest on his arms on the table. 

The other three looked at each other. “Did you convince her to come?” Azriel whispered. The girls shook their heads. 

“We’ll just wait until he’s really asleep and then we’ll get him in an Uber before he can realize he’s going home,” Feyre decided. 

Another thirty minutes passed. Rhys got them more drinks. The time inched closer to two. They were about to call it good and drag Cassian home when someone spoke from behind them. 

“Please tell me he isn’t dead.” Nesta said, deadpan, as she walked to Cassian’s side, laying cool fingers on the side of his face, as the rest of the table gaped at her. 

“Nesta!” Elain greeted her. “I’m so glad you came.” 

Cassian was beginning to wake up, and shifted so one eye was open. When he saw Nesta, he got up so fast he fell back down. “Nes!” he said, far too loudly. “You’re here! See, everyone?” He turned to his friends. “She’s here!” He looked back at Nesta, and very seriously took her face in his hands. “Nes, I told them you were coming, even though you tried to break up with me and I was so sad, and no one believed me, but look! You’re here! That is some soulmate shit right there, sweetheart, how else would I have known you were coming? But I was so sad, so I had maybe a little too much to drink.” At this, he tried to show her how much he’d drunk, pinching his fingers together clumsily. “Which I shouldn’t have done because I should have trusted the power of our love. I’m so sorry Nesta, will you please, please forgive me?” 

A smile ghosted over Nesta’s face. “We can talk about it later. Do you want to come home?” 

“Yes!” he shouted, throwing an arm over her shoulder. “But really, I’m already home, because you’re my home, silly.” 

Nesta mouthed a goodbye over her shoulder and began to lead Cassian to the door. “Which is why I was so sad when you said we couldn’t date anymore–” 

“To be clear, Cassian, we weren’t dating,” Nesta said, but Cassian waved her off. 

“That’s what you thought, sweetheart. But I knew what was really going on!” 

“And what was that?” 

“You were falling in love with me. But then you got scared. That’s why I was so sad. I don’t want you to be scared about loving me.” 

“Do you know you sang a song about how sad you were?” 

He nodded solemnly. “I thought it would let you know how serious my love is.” 

Nesta laughed. “Well, it certainly did that.”

Cassian gasped then, as though realizing something. “You said we’re going home, Nes. Does that mean you’re asking me to live with you?” 

“We’ll talk about it tomorrow.” 

“Okay,” he responded dreamily.  “I’m so happy I don’t have to be mad at you anymore. It was so hard.” 

Nesta laughed again, and Cassian smiled so widely his face could have split in half. 

She drove them back to her apartment, and Cassian promptly walked over to the bed, flopped down, and fell asleep. Nesta went through her nightly routine quickly before wrestling a half-asleep Cassian into bed and climbing in next to him. He pulled her into his body and mumbled something that Nesta thought was supposed to be an ‘I love you.’ She pushed that familiar wave of fear down. 

She’d talked with Gwyn and Emerie for a long time that night, and she’d decided that she was going to take her therapist’s advice and trust that Cassian would be waiting for her when she’d admitted that she’d fallen. Their no-strings-attached arrangement had been all her idea, and she had been terrified earlier that afternoon when she’d tried to break up with him. He’d become so important, and that scared her, but Cassian, she thought, was better than letting the fear get the best of her. She pressed a kiss to his forehead, curled into him, and fell asleep. 

Cassian woke up to a pounding headache and flashes of the night before running through his mind. Nesta trying to break up with him, the trip to the bar, singing, Nesta coming to get him, him confessing his love–wait. He pushed up onto an elbow, and sure enough, there was Nesta, asleep beside him. A broken sound pushed itself out of his throat and she opened her eyes as it did. 

“Sweetheart,” he said, voice breaking. “You’re here.” He presses kisses to her forehead, her cheeks, down her neck, across her ears, everywhere he can reach. “I love you.” 

“I know,” she whispered, face buried into his neck. “You sang a song to the whole bar about how sad you were.” 

He groaned, rolling off of her. “I’m never going to live that down, am I?” 

She shook her head. “But it did convince me that you really were serious about this. That you weren’t telling me that you wanted to date me just to break up with me” 

“I’m more serious than a heart attack, sweetheart.” 

“Mmm, then you’ll be glad to hear that I love you, too.” 

Cassian smiled, crushing Nesta in a hug and pressing her into the mattress. He kissed her, and they whispered love yous into each other’s mouths, and it was everything either of them could have ever dreamed of.  

[heartblobs]

Hello Friends!

Long time no see! I hope you are all doing well and that the holidays have been smooth for you. I was snooping around on Tumblr and realized that I hadn't posted in a while, and I have a few inboxes about the state of my simblr story. I thought I could make this little update!

My life has drastically changed since the last time I spoke to you all. I've moved into an apartment with my boyfriend and his sister, we have two cats, and I barely find the time to sit down and play anything anymore, much less the Sims. But that isn't the reason I've been gone so long! Lord knows I'm slightly insane and I have posts queued up for weeks, perhaps a month or two, but the main reason I haven't posted or even played the Sims 4 since before Horses came out (that sounds crazy) is because the last time I had tried to play the Sims 4, my game was severally broken. No matter what I did, nothing was fixing it, and after about three weeks of trying to fix it, I eventually gave up.

I actually went back to the SIms 3, and have been enjoying the little amount of downtime that I have to play. It's a breath of fresh air to not have to constantly worry about mods being outdated, or seeing if my game broke because of a patch. That being said, I do miss the Sims 4, and my many, many little pixel families, and of course, the Baudelaires, this Tumblr, and the friends I've made here.

This isn't the end of the Baudelaires by a long shot, and while I don't know when I'll be back, I am going to try and be a tech geek and see if I fix my game soon. In the meantime, I'll probably lurk around and read up on my favorite stories, see the latest Simblr discourse (jk) and of course, see the new CC content creators have dropped.

If you've read this far, gosh I ramble a lot. I hope you have an amazing day/night and I will hopefully see you all very soon!

- Ellie ♡

[blossom-adventures]

Kupo Con: Pom Central, Feb 24th & 25th 2024

Hey, everyone! It’s me, the elusive Blossom here with my post from KupoCon 2024!

My mum and I travelled down to Birmingham on Friday the 23rd of February, fully laden with cosplays for both Ardyn and Cloud it didn’t take long to get there by train and the walk to the hotel was short, as it was only across the road from the station. Once there we got settled, I unpacked my costumes and put them ready for the weekend, then I went downstairs and joined the attendees already hanging about in the bar.

It made me smile every time that I saw one of the guests arriving in the hotel lobby too, casually saying hello to David Menkin (Barnabas, FF16) as I got out the lift, or walking past John Eric Bentley (Barret, FFVIIR) having a long conversation with one of the artists who were attending

I reunited with friends that I’d met at Pom2 and met new ones that I’d missed last time, I traded Tripom (KupoCons series of trading cards, based on triple triad from the FF franchise) had drinks with friends, and had dinner and drinks at a restaurant called The Alchemist, then I headed back to my room at about half 10 for an early start on the Saturday.

An early start… I woke up at half 3 and didn’t get back to sleep 😆

We got up at 7 and went and had breakfast, I spotted David Menkin again at breakfast, as well as some of the Con staff, like Eric (the official photographer) who got some amazing pictures (honestly they’re incredible, they’re available on KupoCons FB page)

Then came the main convention, which was so fun! The queuing system worked so much better than it did at Pom2 which allowed me to meet the 4 attending guests; David, Lorraine, Christopher and Gideon (Barnabas, Charon and Gav from FF16 and Balthir from FF12 and Biggs from FFVIIR) they were all lovely and I was so happy I got chance to meet them all ☺️

Then I spent time catching up with friends, getting pictures, spending a ridiculous amount of money on official merch and artists merchandise, I’d saved up for this so damn it I was going to spend it all 😆

After the main event me and mum ventured out to get something to eat before making our way back to the hotel, we got in the lift with some other attendees and when we got out we saw Chris again and he asked if we were attending the evening party

Yes! I attended a party! I socialised… ME! I can barely believe it myself 😆 but I did and I had a great time!

Then came day 2, the Final Fantasy 7 Rebirth launch event which was just as good as the 1st day, I queued to meet the guests and managed to get there just before they were needed to go and do a panel, I met Caleb, Gideon again, John and Paul (Zack, Biggs, Barret and Cait Sith) who were all lovely, John repeated his actions from Pom2 and gave me a masquerade token for my Cloud cosplay, and he took the photo too because I couldn’t lean across the table because of the Buster Sword on my back, to which he replied “I’ve got you”

I had a lot of compliments about my sword, which really made my day! There was a Zack cosplayer, and a Cloud cosplayer that were really impressed with it (they had been following my progress on instagram) and my friend who printed the kit for me was really impressed with it too their compliments were so appreciated and I was so happy that they liked my cosplay and it made me feel proud that I had attempted it

Cloud was a cosplay of firsts; first prop, first attempt at armour, and first attempt styling a wig, I am so proud of it and to see so many people liked it really made me happy

[prismatoxic]

i've told parts of this story before, but bare with me, i'm emotional.

so like, i've had this blog since 2021. my original tumblr blog (made in 2011 iirc) was nuked in 2018 for exactly the reason you think (nsfw ban) and i didn't return for a handful of years because it stung so bad. even when i did, i mostly used twitter.

i started posting to tumblr more regularly when musk's twitter takeover finally pissed me off enough to ditch it. (i have since gone back, sort of, but am not reliably present and mostly just rt art people send me.) i've been pretty consistently here since then, sans a very angry break when all the shit with automattic's CEO happened.

and like... looking through my archives... i only made a dedicated tag for asks last july, even though i've been using an organizational tag system since i made this blog. that's how infrequent they were. my art usually got between 0 and 3 notes. when i left briefly back in january, i deleted every post in my art tag because i didn't want to leave my work here, but also, like... the only things that went anywhere were some of my mgs fanarts. no one owes anyone's work attention, but it didn't feel worth it, you know? like why share it with the public when i can just show it to the like 3 friends i know who care?

i came back partially because i felt... isolated. i have friends on the fediverse and on discord, but tumblr gave me a sense of being in a community, even if i didn't feel like an important part of said community. i missed queuing funny posts to enjoy weeks later, i missed being kept sort of in-the-loop about fandom goings-on, i missed my friends who were still here. (and that last one is also part of why i check twitter more now.)

but that alone wasn't enough, because i was a nobody here and it probably wasn't worth it to try again. but then devot and i started watching dungeon meshi, and i got into chilaios just like i thought i would, and tumblr has the largest concentration of chilaios fanart and posts. not only that, but every post i saw in the tag had so much engagement! i didn't see a single one that went unnoticed, back in february. so i hesitantly came back. i started reblogging chilaios posts. i didn't intend to try and break into the space because i knew it'd just hurt if i went unnoticed again, like i did in other fandoms.

but i made friends, little by little. i started a fanfic. i cautiously began posting my art again. i started writing meta, and shitposts, and replying on other people's posts, and commenting on other people's fics, and now...

that ask tag i mentioned? there are 15 pages of posts with that tag on my blog. only 2 and a half of those pages are asks from before i got into dunmeshi. people talk to me--they care about my thoughts and my opinions, they compliment the things i make. i have a group of like, 30+ people i interact with regularly, many of which i now consider close friends. everything i post gets some attention, no matter what it is.

this isn't a humblebrag, it's just... a thank you. i can't really properly express the depths of the loneliness i've felt in the past. i was an outcast for a long time, and it was way worse pre-2019, but i don't think it's ever fully left me. i've been hurt very, very badly in the past, and i've been abandoned a lot, and i've been ostracized a lot. i've grown into who i am today both in spite of and because of all i've been through, and for that i wouldn't ever change it, but it was still hard.

so today, as i turn 29, seeing asks and gifts pour in to tell me happy birthday, and that i'm appreciated... just, thank you.

if there's one thing you can give me today, it's this: reblog someone's art or writing or meta with some enthusiastic tags. send someone a friendly ask. reply to someone's post to comment on something they've said. write comments on ao3 for the fics that move you, no matter how much or how little you can think of to say.

this is going to sound cheesy as hell, but i genuinely mean it: reach out, and spread joy, whenever and wherever you can. you never know who's in pain, who's lonely or who feels worthless. and if it's you who feels that way, do what you can anyway; a community that isn't afraid to reach out will reach back to you, too. and you're not alone. i care, i promise--and more people than you realize do too.

it's so easy to underestimate how much a kind word can do. they add up, though. so keep going.

[ilyasorokinn]

3 month update on my life! (plus what’s coming soon)

hello my besties! i have been gone for three months, i know but this break was very slay for me and i have come back with so many fresh ideas! this post is just to update everything you've missed on my life (if you're interested if not that's all slay too). i popped on here a few times (speak now tv) and posted a little something, but for the most part, i have not been on very much.

if you follow me on instagram, you probably know most of these updates.

tw: mental health talk

june!

i graduated, so school was out and summer started

not much else happened in june. i was a little depressed honestly

july!

my birthday! as you all know, i queued a post and saw all your sweet messages and they made my day! i turned 18, so i am officially an adult and have been for about a two months

i saw barbie. didn't cry in theaters, but i then went home and had an existential crisis and bawled my eyes out.

SPEAK NOW TV CAME OUT!!! LITERALLY SO AMAZING, I CAN'T EXPLAIN IT!!! I AM A SPEAK NOW STAN, SO THIS WAS THE BEST DAY OF MY LIFE!!

august!

I SAW TAYLOR SWIFT!!!! it was the most magical concert I've been to (i've been to 4, 5 later this month)

1989 TV IS COMING OUT!!!! MY OTHER FAV ALBUM (my top three are: speak now, red, 1989, but i love them all sm. moving on)

god covid for the first time. not a fun time, but it did last all of like 4 days, so that was pretty slay.

i started college. it's cray man. i'm borderline homicidal every moment of the day because my math teacher hates me (he posts too many assignments lol)

my cod acc @saint-johnny is slay so go check it out. i'm gonna be a little more active on there because mw3 is coming out.

coming up!

I'M SEEING THE 1975 ON THE 28TH AND I'M SO EXCITED!!!

obvs hockey starts this month and i literally cannot wait. i say that now, but just you wait, i'm going to be cursing at these men and losing my mind.

i can't wait to go back to the arena and watch live games because it truly is such a fun environment even if i'm going to an arena and rooting for the opposing team every time.

what’s coming soon? (writing wise)

the patreon will be published within the next month or so, so please stay tuned for that!

the midnights series is coming as planned. don’t know when, but it’s coming.

i have some more blurbs coming out and some other fics i’m working on. they’ll be done whenever they’re done.

thanks for coming to my ted talk. I've missed talking to you all honestly, and i can't wait to be back!

tagging some friends: @2manytabsopen @typical-simplelove @iwantahockeyhimbo @fallinallincurls @kolsmikaelson @norrisjosh @harlowhockeystick @bitchinbarzal @lam-ila @alextturcotte @sydnikov @nylwnder @ghostyjosty @comphyjost @smileysvech (sorry if i missed you. i know i missed a lot of you<3)

[ravenadottir]

rahim: headcanons

(listen, i thought i had posted and queued this last year, like around june, and as it turns out it was stored in my google drive, so rahim stans, sorry about that!)

⛳ after having a discussion with @itsrealityboo we can agree the imagery of rahim with a petit dog is e-v-e-r-y-t-h-i-n-g. while the dog gives him kisses he can’t help but giggle while it happens. STOP.

⛳ i reckon he prefers apartments over houses. like @itsrealityboo said, "I think he wants luxury but doesn't want to deal with the additional upkeep that comes with a stand alone house." and it's very that.

⛳ a second bedroom converted into a closet, because you know he just has LOADS of clothes and barely repeats them.

⛳ his at-home-attire consists mostly of sweatshirts, which i love picturing in a blush pink.

⛳ during the pandemic he was getting anxious for not being able to hit the gym. however, he did go overboard to compensate for it with his online purchases.

⛳ the maintenance for his hair it’s either made by mc or himself. i really reckon he went through a lot of videos and tutorials to learn because he didn’t know how to do them before.

⛳ he was also having lots of fun learning dance tutorials on youtube, but doesn’t want anyone to know about it. REALLY HARD TO MISS THE GIANT BOY STEPPING UP AND DOWN IN THE OFFICE BUT SURE RAHIM.

⛳ zoom calls with noah and henrik. learning some recipes from bobby and talking nonsense with gary.

⛳ playing online FOR SURE, and everyone in the chat was from the villa. he loves playing team games and laugh while gary yells at bobby for the 35th time that he missed a chance to eliminate someone. “AI, CUPCAKE, PAY ATTENTION, FUCK!” all you can hear is noah sighing and rahim chuckling.

⛳ he was so bored at some point he was learning how to do magic, and when failing while showing it to his girl he would shake his head and say “it worked when i practiced in the mirror”.

⛳ his mom would make sure he’s always keeping the fridge full and he would respond with “it’s almost like you don’t know me mom.”

⛳ i reckon he talks to his mom at least once a week. not so much with his dad the more he learns about masculinity and all.

⛳ loves to surprise his girl with his cooking, and now that’s improving he likes showing off a bit.

⛳ expanding his music collection by A LOT.

⛳ expanding his reading as well, especially with manga.

⛳ and while at it he might check a few animes too.

⛳ drawing! drawing! drawing! this is an old headcanon but it’s so fitting for him. i think this is how he copes with anxiety sometimes.

⛳ so many brand deals after the show. the best way to make money during the pandemic since he couldn’t tour.

⛳ i would love to think he did a reaction video about three episodes: the one he brings shannon back, the one he chooses jo over shannon, and when he and mc get back together. i have a feeling he’s very apologetic about the whole ordeal and tries to explain himself a lot.

⛳ wine drinker. sue me, i like the thought of him drinking a glass of wine.

⛳ he might experiment a lot with his hair, and let it breathe from time to time. i honestly think he would look so good with an afro.

⛳ if he's bored you might catch him trying to solve the rubik's cube in a shorter time crunch.

thirsty headcanons under the cut:

🧡 rahim’s disposition to make her moan is unprecedented. he’s reading,, and watching a lot of videos on the matter. he felt really unequipped and i think spending his time learning is worthy of compensation.

🧡 loves being the reason she grabs the bedsheets and will do anything to make it happen.

🧡 slight mommy kink, not gonna lie.

🧡 loves praise.

🧡 has a hard time to talk about his own preferences because he’s afraid of being judged. once he feels comfortable, there’s no turning back.

🧡 background music always, it helps him focus.

🧡 holding her around his waist wherever they are.

🧡against a wall happens more frequently than you think.

🧡 P-A-C-K-I-N-G.

🧡 likes being guided. loves being controlled. cums when commanded.

🧡 his default flow is mostly romantic and easy going.

🧡 if he doesn’t receive a picture while on tour he’s definitely upset.

🧡 if she tells him she wants a video with audio featuring him in the tub, he’s tripping on his way to take his clothes off and fill that bitch up.

🧡 left and right there’s a growl but he’s not sure if he’s allowed to make noises. when she tells him it’s ok, just watch. or rather, listen. he sounds fucking good…

🧡 moans her name continuously while she’s in control. and out of it for that matter.

🧡 buries his face in her neck when on top.

🧡 LOVES being teased and can’t get rid of whatever is his hands fast enough when she lets him know what’s about to happen.

🧡 whimpers when close to cumming.

🧡 his torso and thighs tremble while it happens and he shuts his eyes while grunting and whimpering.

[herofics]

Hey ! I seen your posts on teenage Touya ! And I really liked it ! Can I request you the same type of fic with teenager Touya x reader ? (where reader and him are already in a relationship) no problem if you don’t want, but thank you in advance :)

Have a nice day<3

(You said to send this like an ask so)

So this is a bit further into the future in the Dabi/Touya high school AU, I’m still probably going to write stuff that goes between this part and the previous one, but we’ll see. Anyway, part 1 here, part 2 here, part 3 here and part 4 here. I had to redo this twice because I wasn’t happy with it, and I’m still not sure I am, but I really just wanted to get this out. Might also be a bit of a mess tbh

You and Touya were going to celebrate your one year anniversary by going to an amusement park. You weren’t really that fond of the idea, but he had seemed excited about it, so you didn’t want to disappoint him, and you didn’t have any better ideas.

Your anniversary date happened to land on the weekend, so you didn’t even have to skip school to go to the amusement park. Which Touya probably wouldn’t have agreed to anyway, since his attendance record was excellent and he didn’t want to ruin it. He might have had a bad boy reputation at school, but he wasn’t like that, not really. He was very dedicated to his studies, unlike some others who had a similar reputation to him.

The two of you had agreed that you would come over to Touya’s, since the Todoroki residence was closer to the bus stop you needed to get to and you would walk to the bus from there, since it was just around the corner.

You were pretty nervous in the morning of the anniversary, because you weren’t a huge fan of amusement parks. You didn’t hate them, but they weren’t your favorite place either. Touya had suggested it and he had seemed excited about it and you just wanted to make him happy, so you had agreed to go.

Touya was looking forward to spending your anniversary with you. Honestly, he didn’t care how he’d spend it, as long as it was with you and he got to give you his gift. He had been racking his brain for months about what he wanted to get you, but he had finally found a necklace he liked the week before. He’d gotten the back of it engraved with his and your initials and the date you started dating.

When the doorbell finally rang, Touya basically leapt to open it.

“Hi” you said and greeted him with a kiss on the cheek.

“Hey sweetness” Touya smirked. “You ready to go?”

“Yep, you should grab a jacket or a hoodie though, you’re gonna freeze if the wind picks up”

“Nah, I’ll be fine” Touya said.

“Okay, have it your way, just don’t try to steal my hoodie when you get cold” you joked.

Touya rolled his eyes with an amused expression, and said: “We should go or we’ll miss the bus”

The two of you hurried out the door and walked to the bus stop. The sun was shining, and it was a pretty warm day, but you had a feeling the weather was going to turn. You didn’t have time to think about that anymore though, because you hopped on the bus and started heading towards the amusement park.

You sat next to Touya, who wrapped his arm around your shoulder and was staring out the window. You held your bag on your lap and leaned your head on his shoulder, closing your eyes. Before you knew it, you had arrived at the amusement park. Luckily the place didn’t seem to be packed as full as usual.

“Where do you wanna go first?” Touya asked as you got your passes.

“I don’t know. To be honest I haven’t been to this amusement park before, so you’ll have to lead the way” you told him.

“Fine by me” Touya shrugged and grabbed your hand to lead you through the crowd of people.

A lot of your day was spent queuing for the different rides, but that gave you a lot of time to chat. Touya managed to convince you to get into many rides, and even though they looked scary at first, you had a good time. Everytime you got scared, you held his hand and it always made you feel better.

Touya went on a couple of rides alone, because you didn’t want to go on the fastest ones or the ones that went upside down. You waved at him from the ground every time though. Touya had noticed the wind picking up and the air getting cooler for a while now, but he wasn’t going to say anything, he didn’t want to give you the chance to tell him “I told you so”. You were bundled up in your hoodie, so he wasn’t even sure if you had noticed.

“So where next? We’ve been to almost every ride, or at least you have” you noted as Touya came off the big rollercoaster.

“What do you say we call it a day? I’ve been to everywhere I wanted to go anyway” Touya said

“Sure, we just need to buy some cotton candy, it’s a mandatory purchase at an amusement park” you smirked and took his hand, starting to drag him towards one of the many gift shops.

“Fine” Touya rolled his eyes, but followed you without resistance.

You got your cotton candy, and the two of you started to make your way to the exit and to the bus stop.

“What do you wanna eat when we get back?” Touya asked as you waited for the bus.

“Pizza?”

“Sure” Touya said.

You hopped on the bus and started your trip back to the Todoroki residence.

The half an hour went by fast and before you knew it, you were already walking back to Touya’s home. You had spent the trip in silence, which you didn’t actually mind, since it wasn’t an awkward silence.

As you got off the bus, you grabbed Touya’s hand. Your hands were cold and since he always ran a bit warmer than you, you figured it would be a good way to warm up.

“Are you cold?” you asked as you grabbed Touya’s hand and it was feeling quite chilly.

“I’ll warm up once I get indoors” he said nonchalantly.

You took off your hoodie and wrapped it around Touya’s shoulders, bundling him up in it as best you could.

“Why are you givin it to me? You’re gonna get cold, dumbass” he said, trying to give it back to you.

“It’s not a long way to your house so, I’ll be fine” you smiled and wrapped the hoodie around him tighter.

“Thanks” Touya said.

You walked the rest of the way to the Todoroki residence and when you got in, Touya immediately  gave your hoodie back to you. You followed him into his room and sat down on his bed as he went to find a hoodie from his closet.

“I’m gonna call the pizza place. Is the usual okay?” Touya asked.

"Yep" you answered and started going through your bag.

You were rummaging around your bag, trying to find the gift you had bought Touya. You finally found it as he ended the call and went to get something from his desk drawer.

Touya sat down next to you on the bed and noticed you were holding a small black box in your hands. It was very similar to the one he was holding.

He really hoped you would like the necklace. He was watching your expression as he handed you the box.

You accepted the box and opened it. Inside there was a beautiful silver necklace with a circular pendant that had a little swirl engraved on the front and your and Touya’s initials engraved on the other side.

“Omg, it’s so beautiful” you exclaimed, raising it up by the chain so it reflected in the light from the window.

Touya sighed in relief and said: “I’m glad you like it”

“I have something for you too” you said and grabbed your own box from your lap, handing it to him.

Touya took the box and opened it. You had gotten him a necklace with a square pendant, that had smaller squares engraved inside each other on the front and both of your initials engraved on the back.

“Wow” he said. “I’m never takin this off” he smirked.

“Oh thank god you like it” you sighed in relief.

“Of course I like, it looks cool and you got it for me”

“It’s kind of funny that we both got each other necklaces” you chuckled.

“You didn’t happen to consult that damn bird on what to get me, did you?” Touya asked jokingly.

“Well he is your best friend… but I’m admitting nothing” you grinned.

“I’m askin because I also asked him for an idea on what to get you”

“Ah, so he set us up”

“Basically”

You just looked at each other before you started laughing.

When you calmed down, you said: “Happy anniversary, Touya”

“Happy anniversary (Name)” he answered with a soft smile.

[lady-of-imladris]

Get to know me

Thank you for tagging me @lazymeriadoc, it is definitely time to update this!

Part 1:

Are you named after anyone: Nope, my mom just went with Roman names

When was the last time you cried: Two days ago when I had Cornelia Street queued a little tear ran down my face. But properly cried? Haven't done that in a while

Do you have kids: No, and I probably never will

Do you use sarcasm a lot: All the time

What's the first thing you notice about people: Their clothes, and vibes in general

What's your eye colour: I have blue eyes, and central heterochromia, so they are yellow-ish around the irises

Scary movies or happy endings: happy endings (bittersweet is my favourite)

Any special talents: bullshitting my way through life, gaslighting male professors (during an exam, had no idea, acted like a weak little girl and that dude explained everything to me. shoutout to him 10/10). I am good at fabric related crafts (embroidery, sewing, crochet, knitting).

Where were you born: Austria (the one in Europe, not Australia)

What are your hobbies: Fabric related crafts, reading, drawing (I doodle pretty much 24/7)

Have any pets: I have a cat

What sports do you play/have you played: I used to play tennis

How tall are you: 1.70cm ish. Does my answer change everytime. Yes it does, I have no actual idea how tall I am. My passport says 167, but that was 7 years ago, when I was 14.

Favourite subject in school: French. Had the most amazing teacher. Also English, because I was always good at that.

Dream job: To quote someone else's tumblr post. "I do not dream of labour", but if I have to, UX/UI design.

Part 2:

First ship: Can't remember and I probably said something else last time but Gwyn/Arthur from Merlin??

Three ships: Helnik (Six of Crows, Crooked Kingdom, Shadow and Bone Netflix), Haladriel (missing them </3), Faramir x Eowyn <3 ("I would not have this world end now, or loose so soon what I have found", seriously read the books)

Last (current) song:

Last movie: Dungeons and Dragons Honor among Thieves

Currently reading: If you scroll my profile, you can find my TBR stack. I am currently reading Pride and Prejudice and David Day's "The Atlas of Tolkien"

Currently watching: Myself spiral into madness as I face the unending horrors (laundry day)

Currently consuming: oat-based chocolate ice cream

Currently craving: Someone who loves me like Faramir loves Eowyn?? Is that too much to ask??? Also I am craving the ability to get my SIX (yes 6) assignments done.

I am tagging @coraleethroughthelookingglass, @thranduilswifesblog and @fenharel-enaste I have no idea who has done this recently, sorry if you got double tagged <3

[anonthefold]

Sometimes when I four stack in quickplay I say something so utterly weird that the same two people I've been playing with for the last 7 months are like what?

Last night our fourth is a play 1 Doomfist main and we queued into Busan.

I proceeded to say my normal I'll flex support into what we need ( because I'm just proficient in enough diverse support characters that I can) and decided Baptiste would have been the best luck for base.

Over discord our tank was like I don't know how I'm still alive I should have died by now and I said in my normal monotone voice you guys haven't seen me play Bap in a bit. After going back and forth on the point we pushed up on their high ground choke and I said ready to combo with those shotgun fists? And windowed the choke which earned us a team kill. We had city center for round 2 and it was just an absolute slaughter. I'll post my highlight under a cut of that match because unfortunately the replay code crashes OW.

We had eichenwalde defense and I went Ana and we full held first point. My other friends were dps and support and they went mercy echo which created a lot of space and had great picks. The other team eventually went sombra to pressure me which was unfortunate because I was really far back from the team. I missed a dart which ended up ending my life. But I got a Rez so it was all good. I died one more time to the same sombra switching to Genji and doing the same thing. Our pug dps was scared to shoot the genji which is fine. He basically traded 1-1 which was fine because we started out with a numbers advantage after I sniped their Ana.

Tl;Dr I had some good support games last night

Busan scoreboard

Bonus: Body blocking a Ram with zen