#I have yet to draw a face this good since

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𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬 | 𝐍𝐒𝐇.𝐑

⌞♡��⸝ 𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬⌝ You loved your Boyfriends Moles , they were pretty , like stars scattered on his pale skin — his skin the universe and his moles the stars. You couldn't help yourself other than to kiss each and every mole you could see on his skin. ⌞♡⸝⸝ 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬⌝ fluff, established relationship, pet names (Princess), playful banter , kissing ⌞♡⸝⸝ 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭⌝ 1k

⌞♡⸝⸝ 𝐃𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐲'𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞⌝ Kissing his moles would heal me for real. Reblogs and feedback are appreciated!

The room was silent , only the sound of videos playing on your phone filling the room as you scrolled through Tik Tok , alternatively switching to Instagram reels from time to time while you were waiting for your boyfriend. The shower turned off in the bathroom next to his room , the dull sound of the shower door opening following after — he should be back soon. You sighed softly to yourself as you changed your position , moving from laying on your back to laying on your side with his warm blanket tucked between your legs as you continued to watch silly cat videos , silently cooing or laughing to yourself because of how cute and silly cats were.

“Made yourself pretty comfortable huh?”, the door opened and in came Riki , his hand rubbing the towel against his damp hair to dry it — an amused expression on his face as he took the sight in front of him in. There you were , laying on his bed and wearing his clothes as if you didn’t have your own — although , that didn’t bother him , he loved seeing you in his clothes. You couldn’t stop your eyes from roaming his upper body since he was shirtless , you loved his body , he looked like he was sculpted by the demi gods themself, and the moles — oh the moles , you love his moles.

They were so pretty , like the stars decorating the night sky , his moles were scattered across his skin just like the stars in the universe. He already had a lot on his face so it was only natural that he also had them on the rest of his body , you just wished you could kiss all of them. “Your room is my room which means your bed is my bed and your clothes are my clothes — So yes , I did make myself quite comfortable here”, you replied which brought a smile on his face along with an amused chuckle, mumbling about how silly you were while he picked up your discarded clothes on the floor and threw them onto his black couch.

The mattress dipped slightly as he sat down on the edge of his bed , your eyes staring at his back — the moles on his back forming a constellation on his skin , his moles really were like stars. “What’s this all about?”, Riki asked softly, yet he couldn’t hide the surprise in his voice as he felt your warm lips on his back , momentarily stopping drying his hair with his towel before he laughed quietly. “That tickles Princess”, he muttered as he turned his head to glanced back at you , only seeing the top of your head as you continued to kiss the moles on his back while your arms circled around on his waist — drawing invisible shapes on his abdomen which only made him laugh more. “Kissing your Moles , they’re so pretty and I feel like I’m not worshiping them enough”, your reply only made him shake his head before he fully turned around to look at you.

“You’re so silly. You literally count the moles on my face every single day and make sure you haven’t forgotten to kiss one of them”, he was beyond amused , a soft flush of pink dusting his cheeks — god damn it , you were too cute for your own good. “So? I can’t miss out on one of them!”, you argued back which only made him place the towel next to him before he put his hands on your shoulders and gently pushed you down on the bed , hovering over you with a silly smile on his face — even if he would have tried to stop smiling , he couldn’t.

“How about instead of kissing my moles, kiss me instead”, he asked in return as he stared down at you with love filled eyes , the back of his hand gently caressing your cheek as he leaned his face down to yours. “Boriiiiiiing , I want to kiss your moles”, you responded back in a teasing tone which only made him roll his eyes as he sighed in feigned annoyance. “Alright fineeeee, but kiss me first, after that you can kiss my moles as much as you want”.

“Deal!”, you chirped as you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him down to you , his chest pressing against yours as he wasn’t prepared for you to pull him down so suddenly. “I’m going to crush you like that”, he mumbled with a slight chuckle but made no move to pull himself up , your body heat radiating through your clothes warming up his bare chest. “I don’t care”, you huffed before taking the initiate and placing your lips against his , his own practically melting against yours as he kissed you back, It seemed like he missed you or your lips as he , whenever you tried to pull away , chased your lips with his own to drag out the kiss as long as it could go —  the kiss so slow and gentle and filled with love.

After 5 minutes , he finally pulled away and let you breathe as he moved to lay down next to you , his head resting on his arms as he placed them behind his head. “Now you can kiss my moles as much as you want”, he chuckled softly as he watched you sit up and let out a small “Yay!”, his smile only widening once again before he fell into a fit of giggles as you kissed the moles on his tummy. “H-Hey , that tickles!”, he squirmed but didn’t try to push you away , his hands instinctively coming to cover his tummy to which you could only pout slightly.

”We had a deal!”, you complained playfully to which he could only huff. “I’m starting to believe that you love my moles more than me”, he replied back , returning your playful energy to which you could only stick your tongue out at him before attacking his upper body which kisses —  making your lover giggle and trash around again while telling you that it was tickling and that you were being silly. You loved his moles.

[azzibuckets]

sweet [part one]

paige bueckers x azzi fudd

summary: a very sweet story of paige and azzi from best friends to lovers 🥰

a/n: lowkey came up with this on a whim bc yall know how much i love angsty pazzi…probably gonna make this into a short series so lmk if you all want another part :)

word count: 1.4k

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“Ella said she’s worried about you.”

As Paige hovers over her, propped up by a pillow on one side, Azzi thinks that Ella might not have been as dumb as she’d thought. Here she is, with her best friend, in only a sports bra and sweats so low that they’re barely clinging onto her hips. The best friend in question is leaning on her elbow, one hand splayed across Azzi’s bare abdomen, a smirk on her face as soft strands of blonde hair tickle the younger girl’s face.

Azzi slots her leg in between Paige’s, drawing her impossibly closer. “Why would she ever say that?” She asks teasingly, the corner of her lips tugging up.

Paige’s smirk grows dangerous. Her eyes drag down Azzi’s body, doing a slow perusal of Azzi’s chest. “This doesn’t look close to you?”

Azzi tilts her head, batting her big brown eyes under her full eyelashes. “Who cares? I mean, it’s not like you two are dating or anything.” But knowing Paige’s tendency to hide sensitive topics from her until the last moment, her tone drops. “Are you?”

“No.” Paige laughs. “Just fucking around.” Her hands slide lower down Azzi’s stomach, until her thumb is caressing the dip of her V-line.

Azzi holds her breath, trying to ignore the fire uncurling in her stomach. “Does it mean anything to you?”

“I don’t know.” Paige withdraws her hand, replacing it with her head as she settles on Azzi’s chest with a sigh. The action is so casual, so familiar that it makes Azzi’s heart hurt. Sex with Paige is one thing. Intimacy like this, where she can feel her bare skin against Paige’s, feel Paige’s heartbeat, as they lie together, legs intertwined and breaths in sync? That’s a whole other ballpark.

“I don’t even know what we’re doing,” Paige admits, her voice slightly muffled as she speaks into Azzi’s chest. “She confuses me.”

Azzi almost scoffs out loud at the irony. Paige hs always been hot and cold, flirting with Azzi one moment and giving her a look that Azzi swears is only reserved for her, but chatting it up with another girl at the bar the next. It feels like a constant back and forth with her best friend. Sometimes it feels like Paige has her heart on a pendulum, has been since she was 16, yet lately it’s felt like it’s been ricocheting out of control, the string slowly turning into a thread.

“I think she thinks I’m in love with you or some shit.” Paige has been yapping for the last few minutes as Azzi’s lost herself in her thoughts, but it’s this sentence, thrown out so callously, that freezes her blood. “Which is, like ridiculous, you know?”

Azzi struggles to catch her next breath. But Paige has turned her head and is looking at her now, expecting her to say something, so she forces out a dry laugh. “Yeah,” she mutters. Clearing her throat, she forces herself to steady her voice. “No yeah, that’s crazy.” Azzi is confident - she knows she’s drop dead gorgeous, knows she could mess around with as many guys or girls as she’d want. And she knows full well the effect she has on Paige, how the older girl always goes speechless whenever she’s in that pink lingerie set, unable to keep her hands off her ass even when she’s covered head to toe in an unflattering sweat suit. Yet something about her has never been good enough for Paige, for her to want to call Azzi hers.

Seemingly pleased with her answer, Paige plops back down. “I’ll talk to her tomorrow,” she says decisively.

Azzi lies there for a second before checking her phone. The only notification she has is from PT. She needs to come earlier than usual tomorrow for another progress test. Azzi swallows. “It’s getting pretty late,” she says.

“What?” Paige checks her own phone. “It’s only ten.”

“I know, but it’s been a long day. My knee hurts.”

Paige’s bright blue eyes round in concern as she quickly gets off her best friend, scrambling to sit criss cross on the bed. “Was I hurting it? Lying on you? Shit, Az, you should’ve told me.”

“No,” Azzi waves her best friend off. “It’s just throbbing. I think I just need to take some meds and sleep.”

Paige frowns. “Okay.” She pads out of the room, returning a few moments later with a bag of frozen peas and Azzi’s pink Stanley. “Here. And I moved the Advil to the top drawer of your bedside table right there.”

“Thank you.”

Paige falters. Usually Azzi asks her to stay, to scratch her back until she falls asleep or just hold her as she grits through the pain. “Do you need anything else?”

Azzi doesn’t even look at her. Sliding on her headphones, she shakes her head.

“Okay.” Azzi ignores the hurt and confusion in Paige’s voice. The blonde wears her heart on her sleeve. “Night.”

“See you.”

Paige turns off the lights and shuts the door, and Azzi feels the darkness like never before.

••

8:15 pm, January 8 2024

P: yooo

P: we talked for like hours and i think we’re going somewhere

P: i think im gonna ask her to be my gf

A: oh shit Paige

A: that’s great

A: happy for you 💗

P: i’ll be over in 20 min

P: have you eaten? i had dinner w ella but i can pick up some food for you if you’re hungry?

A: can’t do movie night tonight P

A: knee’s hurting

A: next week?

P: oh okay

P: i hope it feels better

P: don’t forget to use your compression sleeve

P: i doordashed you some food from chikfila, lmk if you want anything else

A: thanks paige

5:27 am, January 14 2024

A: hey where are you?

5:32 am

A: we gotta leave soon or i’ll be late

5:40 am

A: Paige???

Missed call from Azzi💗

Missed call from Azzi💗

A: nvm i’ll just take an uber

8:15 am

P: shit Azzi

P: i’m so sorry

P: i told aubrey to tell you that i couldn’t take you to rehab but she must’ve forgotten

P: i should’ve just texted you

A: it’s good

A: where you at?

P: impromptu trip to nyc

P: ella wanted to go to the knicks game

A: nice

A: hope you had fun

P: how was rehab?

P: any updates?

1 pm

P: dude look

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P: reminds me of belarus

P: i remember you were so fucking wasted lmfaoo

5:45 pm

P: are you ghosting me now

P: jk

P: but fr

P: you good??

6:45 pm

A: sorry still at pt

A: there’s an issue with the healing in my tissue or something they said

P: i’ll be there to take you to your next appointment i swear

A: actually i was thinking

A: it’s probably better if i just take an uber from now on

A: it’s a four hour round trip and you’re stuck waiting for me during the appointment too

P: it’s not an inconvenience

P: i like talking to your doctors

P: janelle was just getting to the part where she broke up with her bf

A: paige

A: i overheard ella complaining about it the other day

A: you’re getting up at 5 am every saturday to spend 7 hrs with your ex fwb

A: it’s not fair to either of you guys to take up your time like that

P: well when you word it like that ..

P: but you’re still my best friend

P. and ubers are expensive as hell

P: you’re seriously not gonna let me take you?

A: you’re gonna be thanking me once you realize how nice it is to sleep in on saturdays

P: i like spending time with you more than sleeping

Read 6:58 pm

9:40 pm, January 23 2024

P: hey sorry i meant to stop by yours before ted’s but ella needed to change

P: we’re in the back near the pool tables

9:55 pm

P: you’re coming right?

10:40 pm

A: don’t feel too good

A: i’ll just stay in and watch a movie or smthn

A: go have fun

P: bro

P: don’t be boring

P: u haven’t gone out with us in so long

P: i never even see u anymore

A: you can’t be serious rn

A: drinking with everyone after another win i couldn’t even contribute to is the last fucking thing i wanna do tonight

A: i thought you of all people would understand

A: but apparently not

P: I’m sorry

P: I didn’t mean to say that

5 minutes later

P: I miss you

P: Can I come over right now?

A: it’s fine

A: didn’t mean to snap im just tired

A: you’re with your gf and the team you deserve to celebrate

A: you did great tonight i’m proud of you

A: don’t worry ab me

P: i always worry about you

Read 11 pm

12:40 am

P: dude idk what the fuck happened but you’re so weird all the time now

P: do you hate me

P: am i stupid

P: jk

P: think i took too many shots

P: was tryna keep up with nika

P: i miss youuuuuuu

P: so much

P: i wish you’d let me come over

P: don’t tell ella but i kinda miss how things used to be

P: when we were just fucking around

P: now she’s so uptight ab me and you

P: but it’s whatever

P: shit i’m sorry az

P: i was hella drunk last night lmfao

P: ignore everything i said

Read 11 am

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Agatha All Along deep dive: episode 9 part 6

(Wandavision entries: [1][2][3])

(AAA entries: ep1 [1][2][3][4] ep2 [1][2][3][4] ep3 [1][2][3] ep4 [1][2][3][4][5][6][7][+1] ep5 [1][2][3][4][5] ep6 [1][2][3] ep7 [1][2][3][4][5][6] ep8 [1][2][3][4][5][6][7][8][9] ep9 [1][2][3][4][5][6])

billy drives to westview again, I guess flying right now feels weird while he's so conflicted about his own witchy nature. and who boarded up agatha's door? were the neighbors afraid some other unspeakable horror was going to jump out of the house?

we get another good view of agatha's grave, with all the purple flowers and mushrooms rio grew for her

agnes' bike and señor scratchy's cage (I hope that fluffer bunny's okay somewhere)

NOT HELPING, AGATHA. did she just run down to the basement so she could do her 'it's britney bitch' face? (she does look like britney here)

sure, sure, you'll get your brooch back and then you'll be on your merry way doing ghostly shit with no regrets whatsoever. it's not like you've been following billy around like a lost puppy or anything

agatha sees billy drawing the circle and is all posture again, a big slice of "I'm cooler than you and you don't scare me little kid" with a side of "ooooh are we doing magic?? I love magic lemme see lemme see!"

she's truly embarrassing

you're the one with a buttload of black candles in your basement agatha who do you think you're mocking

a pentacle, the symbol of our coven surrounding him. wherever you are, a coven there shall be.

oooh book through the heart! we get it, symbolism.

agatha sees the brooch and gives a deep relieved sigh, immediately followed by more bullshit. JUST TELL HIM THAT'S YOUR SON'S BROOCH AND IT'S IMPORTANT, YOU USELESS DISASTER. JUST OPEN UP FOR ONCE.

the spell is vade (not valia) a lucem, relinque terram, noli esse phantasma. go to the light, leave the earth, don't be a ghost (bit on the nose.)

what's wrong agatha, not feeling so confident all of a sudden?

you know the drill by now, she won't go quietly. so she sneers.

ooh we're appealing to his better nature now? after your many 'never apologize for murder' lessons?

idk man, it's almost as if the people you keep pushing away will eventually get tired of your bullshit. it's almost as if billy here, the kid you supposedly care a lot about, just went through a terrible experience and could really need a wise mentor right now - instead of whatever you're doing.

and now we're begging. better make a decision there agatha, you're starting to fade away!

sure, that will help. great plan agatha, masterful gambit, turning into a ghost and losing even more of your agency

there you go. it only took this poor wretch nine episodes, killing three people, scaring away forever the love of her life, thoroughly traumatizing a kid and somehow losing her entire body to express ONE honest, uncensored feeling.

it's the little steps.

heartwarming: local 350 year old experiences for the first time the mortifying ordeal of being known.

another thing billy and agatha have in common is how good they are at reading people. with billy it's a natural talent (comes with being a mind reader) that he's still learning how to use, he can read people but doesn't know how to interpret what he finds yet, hence the whole trials fiasco.

with agatha, he's been trying to reconcile his instincts with facts and logic. on a surface level he shouldn't trust agatha at all, indeed she's the last person anyone should trust. but since he was that kid who liked hanging out at agnes' house, billy guessed something else in agatha, a vulnerability behind all the darkness that he's been (awkwardly) trying to bring to the surface.

why? I think it's for the same reason agatha has been reaching out to him: because they're so similar. billy wants to reconcile agatha's two natures because he wants to do the same for himself. he is the son of the witch who tortured westview, he has all this scary power. there is a darkness in him that he doesn't know how to deal with, but maybe, if agatha is redeemed, there is hope for himself too.

in other words, these two are kindred spirits (spiritual mother/son, mentor/mentee, whatever you want to call it) who recognize each other and instinctively want to stick to together, even though it's a bad, bad idea.

(I cannot believe it took agatha turning into a ghost to finally get a manicure for her nasty witchy nails)

and this is all it took to win billy over, that's how ready and eager he was to believe agatha has a heart! the moment he realizes that of course agatha loved nicholas! of course she's devastated after losing him! he steps back and dries a tear, moved. for the first time he sees agatha's pain and, the good kid he is, he's earnest to give her sympathy and comfort. he's still too young to fully understand what agatha has been trough, but he doesn't need to. he just needs to care and be there for her, and that's enough, that makes all the difference.

the salemites taught agatha that she cannot trust others, that if she shows who she really is people will hate her and hurt her. when nicky died she tried all she could to exorcise that devastating pain, except asking for help. she never allowed someone to give her even the most basic forms of comfort, no hugs, no crying on someone's shoulder, no 'I'm sorry this happened to you'. no 'I'm here for you, if you need anything'. no 'I know it feels like that, but I promise it wasn't your fault.'

agatha set out to mold and raise billy as another version of herself, but what she got instead is a kid who, just like nicky, is simply glad to love her back. yes, people will leave you if you keep pushing them away, but the opposite is also true: if you stick by and make an effort, no matter how many mistakes you make, most people will recognize what you're doing and respond in kind. it sucks that agatha can do that so rarely and with so much difficulty. but it happens sometimes, even to her.

I've talked about how a "coven two" is never sustainable on the long run, how you cannot just have one person be your whole world. humans, social animals we are, simply need a community. but for now it's a start, it's agatha cautiously letting herself be around another person again. and oh god she's going to be such a bad influence on this poor kid. I'm glad *he* has other people in his life, at least.

she's like, faIR WArNiNG

ookay drama llama. these two gays, I swear. already trying to outdrama each other.

she's all proud!! look at her boy paying homage to the dead and expressing his grief like a champ! meanwhile I'm sitting here like guys, guys, you cannot just write their names on the floor and call it a day, have you CHECKED if you have to break the news to their loved ones?! did sharon have children? did alice have friends or a partner that are looking for her right now?!?!!?!?! please make ONE phone call I beg you! is there an ADULTIER ADULT in the room, you CANNOT LEAVE THESE TWO IN CHARGE

and off they go, merrily causing chaos and mayhem. if I had to guess what happens next, agatha is going to love and help and teach that kid while making soooo many mistakes and causing soooo much emotional damage, and also very much try to manipulate him into giving her a new body, because lbr, this asshole didn't get herself close to the one person on earth who can do that by pure accident. all immaturity and ulterior motives aside, agatha is taking baby steps in the right direction and I'm SEATED for it.

AND WE'RE DONE. I cannot believe I got to the end of this?!!?! thank you from the bottom of my black heart to all the peeps who reached out and encouraged me, thank you for all your likes and reblogs and engagement, and special thanks to @idkbroletssee, @yodladi-yodlada, @aquaaquila, @onceuponalegendbg, @vinspiration-book, @sallysetonagathario, @2-the-moon-and-2-saturn, @yourlocalegotisticalqueerishere, @isagrimorie, @jojobobapalooza, @netellie, @nutella-icecream, @talysalankil, @ragnarockz, @misschanandlerbong25, @westviews-nosiest, @liminal-smith, @kendrysaneela, @whogirl42, @witchtwig, @nerdybeachbum299, @bogcrowe, @the-silence-in-between, @farminglesbian, @lazyreinelle @fantasticvoidnerdshoe, @ofutopia, I'm sure I'm forgetting many but I promise I see you all!

Last but not least, big, grateful thanks to @crybabyheathen for always messaging me and forcing me out of my shell and encouraging much needed human interaction 😉. And lots of love to @april-december, don't tell anyone but I look forward to your comments the most, it truly means the world that you appreciate and engage with my posts like you've been doing.

Happy new year, everybody!

[rainydayathogwarts]

hello! can you write about seamus finnigan or neville longbottom? w a slytherin reader. although the reader is pureblood and comes from a infamous family, maybe she's a little frightening from the outside but never has morbid thoughts and is quite good and kind to those who truly deserve it and a certain gryffindor boy likes her. he very skeptical, indecisive at first but starts to realize her reality and sincerity

Strangers to friends - Neville Longbottom x artist!reader

honestly thinking of making this an au but i feel like no one will read it because people don't really read neville stuff anymore wc: 1.3k+

Neville held his breath, hoping not to annoy you with his presence, watching as you sketched something in your notebook, one leg crossed over the other which you swung up and down in boredom. You blatantly ignored the teacher’s slow drawl, the soft scratch of your pencil on parchment filling the otherwise silent classroom. Feeling someone’s eyes on you, you looked up, making direct eye contact with the Gryffindor boy, who immediately averted his gaze at the revelation of being caught. You squinted your eyes as you observed him, deep in thought, before returning your stare to your notebook, where you’d been drawing Professor Flitwick.

At the first sign of class being over, you stood up, uncaring about everyone’s eyes dawning on you, still sat in their seats. Flitwick sighed, announcing with annoyance “Well since miss l/n decided class is over, I suppose you can all leave.” You slung your bag over your shoulder, slipping past a group of Gryffindor boys to glide through the doorway. “Anything for you princess.” Called one of the boys, and you turned back to shoot the entire group a glare. Neville’s entire face turned hot, and he elbowed Ron in the side for his unnecessary comment. “What? She might get princess treatment at home, but she definitely won’t get it here.” The ginger defended, ignoring Neville’s obvious dislike towards his attitude.

You huffed at Weasley’s comment, speeding your pace up to increase the distance between you. The Gryffindors were just rude because they were jealous, you repeated to yourself, rounding the corner to the staircase. You sped down the stairs, going all the way outside to the Hogwarts grounds for your next class. Charms was always going to be unpopular between Slytherins but at least you had friends in Care of Magical Creatures. You spotted Pansy and Theo from a distance, speeding up your pace to join them when you heard a call of your name behind you. Spinning around on your heels, you sighed in relief at the sight of Draco and Blaise catching up to you. Blaise furrowed his eyebrows when the pair finally neared you, putting a hand on your shoulder in worry. “Are you okay?” “You look… shrivelled.” You hummed, eyes trailing past the two boys in front of you to look where a couple of students clad in their red uniforms strolled across the grounds. “Gryffindors.” You replied, smiling sarcastically. The two Slytherins groaned in unison, used to the unloving relationship between them and the lions.

From where Neville made his way down to care of magical creatures, he could see your gaze trailing to land on his moving figure. He gulped, fearful of your intimidating stare. Neville turned his attention to his book bag, where he aimlessly ruffled through loose papers and notebooks. He would do anything so he wouldn’t have to stay occupied by your scary stare. Unfortunately for Neville, he couldn’t avoid you for long, because when he finally arrived to the empty patch of grass at the edge of the forest where class took place, you were quickly announced to be his partner.

Neville pretended not to notice the way Harry sympathetically patted him on the shoulder, instead shooting you a respectful yet awkward smile. You nodded in response to the shy boy, who nervously ran a hand through his hair. Neville couldn’t read the look on your face, but when Hagrid finally called out all the pairs, he began to nervously approach you. When you and Neville finally stood face to face, he fully expected you to begin barking orders at him. What he most definitely didn’t expect was for you to say “So, I’m not gonna lie here, I wasn’t totally listening to what Hagrid was saying.” You nervously laughed, hoping that Neville was patient enough to explain everything to you.

To your utmost surprise, Neville’s shoulders sagged in relief, thankful that you weren’t going to be strict with the work, but rather the opposite. The boy smiled, running a hand through his hair once more as he flicked through his notebook, describing that you had to sketch and label the chimera, listing out all its uses in other magical areas. You scoffed, saying “You don’t think Hargrid’s going to get a real life chimera in here, do you?” But you were quickly swallowing your words when you spun around to find the half giant leading a chained chimera onto the grounds. You squealed in horror, tripping backwards over your feet as you flinched away from the creature. Neville put an arm around your shoulders to steady you, halting your fall, and he smiled sympathetically at you. “Sorry.” He added, grimacing when he glanced back at the creature.

“So we’re going to stay stationed right here.” You decided, walking a safe distance away and dropping your bag. You struggled to take off your jumper, dropping it on the floor so you could sit on it without dirtying your skirt. Neville put his things down, watching as you flicked through your sketchbook. Catching sight of the drawing you’d done of Flitwick that morning, Neville gasped. “No way!” He put his hand on the page to stop you from turning the page before he was instantly blushing and pulling his hand away, apologising profusely. “It’s fine Neville. Do you like it? Drew it this morning.” “Woah.” Neville admired the drawing when you thrusted the book closer to him, a smile gracing his features. “This is amazing.”

“Yeah? You can have it if you want.” You said, already making way to rip the page out of your book. Neville started waving his hands, saying “No, you don’t have to y/n, really!” But it was too late; you’d ripped the paper off, marking your name and the date. “It’s yours. Flitwick’s my favourite person to draw. Look at how many of him I have.” And suddenly, Neville had forgotten all about the roaring creature in front of him, worshiping each and every one of your scarily precise drawings of the professor. “Does that mean you’ve drawn other people?” Neville asked curiously, watching as a smile bloomed on your face and you immediately delved into a passionate rant about all of the people at Hogwarts you’ve drawn, until finally, you landed on one of him. Well, him and Luna Lovegood in the library, a rough sketch of bookshelves behind them.

“I couldn’t really focus but Pansy was adamant on staying in the library.” Neville took the sketchbook from your hands, his mouth agape in amazement. “These are really cool. You’re really talented y/n.” You felt your cheeks heat up at the unexpected compliment, thanking Neville sweetly as you put a hand on his bicep. “Fifteen minutes left!” Hagrid called out, causing the both of you to scramble for pencils and begin lousily sketching.

What you didn’t tell Neville was that on the way back from class, Draco had nudged your side, teasingly saying “You looked like you were having a great time with Longbottom in class.” His words were loud enough to attract the attention of the rest of the friend group, who instantly joined in. Pansy and Blaise did an over-exaggerated recreation of the way you tripped backwards, Blaise catching Pansy in his arms and pulling her into a tight hug. Even as you said “That’s not even what happened!” you felt the heat rush to your face, and your arm clamped down on your bag, making sure your sketchbook was still in there. Your sketchbook, where you had marked on the newest page ‘Neville and Y/N, The Chimera’, in your horrible rendition of the chimera.

And Neville didn’t let you know, but when he returned to the common room that day, admiring your drawing, he felt his cheeks become rosy. Ron, being the nosy friend he is, snatched the paper from Neville’s hands, immediately begin to question him on the drawing. “Fuck Neville. Do you have a crush on little miss princess, is that it?” And Neville didn’t find himself denying the idea, instead saying “Hey, she’s really nice, okay!?”

[theodysseyofhomer]

Hey friend,

Just curious about some greek retellings you like? I tried to get through 'Clytemnestra' by constaza casti but even the first few chapters felt so anachronistic and out of character I returned the book.

i love till we have faces by c.s. lewis. not encouraging to me that no one** has come up with anything better in that vein (that is, "more or less straightforward retelling from an overlooked female character's perspective") since a white english man in the 50s.

**no one i've READ YET, i should say

but if you step away from the formula of narrative fiction, there's good stuff! denis o'hare and lisa peterson's "an iliad" and derek walcott's "the odyssey" are both interesting plays. of course, my beloved hadestown. alice oswald's poems "memorial" (drawn from the iliad) and "nobody" (drawing much more loosely on the odyssey) are [kisses fingers]. in louise glück's poetry collection meadowlands, she uses the odyssey throughout as a way of exploring marriage and parenthood; it's excellent. the lost books of the odyssey is a short story collection by zachary mason; like most short story collections, i found it very mixed, but it has a few stories i've returned to again and again.

[nerimaemae]

Then vs Now - Galatariel edition!

Thank you so much @lynxden for tagging me!! <3

Ok first, I can't really talk about my gal separately from my Gpose journey, so for that I'm sorry!

When I first started the game, I went straight to Miqo (it was also free trial, but never noticed the viera lol)

I stayed as this Miqo for a month only (whole March 2023). Was also my first time trying out the Gpose thing for real. God the ammount of pics I took that month.. Also, I hadn't discovered Reshade/Gshade yet!

After that 1st month of gameplay, I got my lvl 50 fantasia, gone Viera and never looked back! Those here are the exact first and second pics I took of her as a bun.

The mount pic was a lil too ambicious, it was only a month since I started gposing, barely knew anything, everything I did on Anamnesis fucked up all the poses.. and I also stared messing with Reshade.. but I also felt REALLY happy with the progress with gposing within that month!!

I even did a comparison at that time lol I was amazed bcs the first time I entered Gpose, I just wanted a gear ref pic and it was all so complicated. I accidentally hid the interface, didn't knew How to bring It back and I force closed the game /nice/

For around 6 months, I took sooo many pics! It helped me a lot with some "head issues" I deal with. Drawing has been my main hobbie since I was a kid, was in college for the same area, did a lot of freelance work, It was always good. But for years I've dealt with BD episodes, at least 3 depressive ones for year, and everytime I stopped drawing and had to get the skills back, was like this for ~8 years. Gpose helped me as a creative outlet a lot. Because it'll be around a 1 and half years that I don't draw anymore.

So yeah, my life is kinda depressed as shit and that's why I love doing those happy things \o/

When DT arrived I was like NOOooooOoo bcs those new face bones made me feel the same thing I felt the first time l opened this thing. Decided I wouldn't open It again. It didn't worked for more than a half day. Then I took that as a challenge lol and it's been REALLY fun!!!

This year, with the attention my pics got somehow, I was able to connect with so many amazing people on the community, and I loved to share any kind of knowledge and learn even more from others 🙌

Hope you all have a nice New Year's Eve and even better 2025! Luv you all ❤️

[dramaticallytotal]

Simp-ly Love At First Sight

A very crack-y idea where Alejandro basically falls head over heels for Noah right away. And I am such a big fan of pathetic when in love Alejandro, so there will be plenty.

Alejandro: "His biting wit and lack of fashion sense has captivated me."

It does have elements from the plot twist idea like Alejandro orchestrating eliminations for Noah/Noah's benefit. Noah's kind of oblivious about it all. He genuinely thinks Alejandro is just a naturally flirty person, and yeah, he is, but he is trying so hard to get Noah to notice he is really flirting with him. I mean, he literally always gives Noah a kiss on the hand as a greeting or when the opportunity strikes.

Noah: "My new friend is really flirty with me....it must be his thing like Izzy being crazy."

Alejandro drawing hearts in his plotting notebook: "And once we're dating, we'll be the best power couple and dominate this game."

Alejandro is still a scheming and manipulative dude, but he uses it for Noah and himself. He still doesn't like Owen for his general Owenness but also because he's super jealous of how close he and Noah are.

London never happened like it did in Canon because Alejandro doesn't flirt as obviously as he does in canon. Noah knows he's manipulative, but he's pretty apathetic about it. I mean, if it helps to benefit the team, he won't complain, but he will if it means throwing a challenge like in Germany. He confronted Alejandro in the cargo hold. Got up in his face and everything, even pointed his finger harshly into his chiseled chest.

Alejandro: "His face is close to mine, and he's touching me! Best day ever!"

After that, he no longer tries to lose challenges because that's what his love wants. Everyone knows how whipped he is for Noah, except Noah, and they think it's hilarious. (Unless they are one of the people that got eliminated because of Alejandro.)

Heather gets out earlier in this mainly because Noah made a comment about Alejandro having an obvious crush on her, and her absolutely cannot have his darling think his eyes would ever be swayed from him.

The first time Alejandro heard and saw Noah take charge and scheme, he nearly dropped to a knee and proposed right then. He did actually propose during the wedding challenge since Chris thought Alejandro being pathetic was ratings gold and made sure he and Noah were paired together for the challenge. Complete with Noah being in a weirdly fitting wedding dress that Chef definitely did not help pick out because he thought it would fit Noah and help make Alejandro more pathetic. That was actually when Noah realized Alejandro liked him, and well, maybe he had a small crush on him in return.

Them winning immunity was the cherry on top for Alejandro. It was basically a honeymoon since he confessed, and Noah confessed in return they had shared a kiss or two....or more. They ate their cake, and Alejandro even managed to feed Noah a bit, which had made him giddy. Much to Alejandro's delight, they do become a really good power couple. Dominating challenges, making alliances, and voting out those who stand in their way, and all the while being disgustingly cute the entire way.

Everyone is so done with them, but Chris and Chef are basically that one HTTYD meme of Hiccup giving Toothless a supportive thumbs up.

Not so surprisingly, it ends up with them as the final two, and everyone expected them to be all cute and hardly compete, but are surprised when they are vicious yet flirting. Noah likes being challenged, and when he's challenged, he's like a whole different person. He becomes determined and competitive, and Alejandro is swooning. Alejandro ends up losing, but that's okay because his darling won and was happy.

Though he was scared that his parents would be disappointed in him but surprise surprise, when José went to tease Alejandro about being so pathetic, their mother just hugged Alejandro and laughed. Apparently, their father had been the same way with their mother when they first met, and she thought it was positively adorable that Alejandro took after his father in this. It was the closest Alejandro had ever felt to his dad, and his dad had even laughed with him about how deep Burromuerto men fell for their loved ones. Somehow, meeting and dating Noah helped his father see past his shortcomings in comparison to José.

Alejandro proposed once more.

José was more than shocked when Noah basically became the favorite son, Carlos just laughed. Alejandro's parents absolutely adored his boyfriend. His mother loved how family oriented he was, and his father appreciated how smart Noah was. Plus, being a millionaire was a big plus, too.

[artbyifer]

#WAIT! i didnt get a notif 4 this WAIT. i happened to see it by chance because i went to your blog to see your gift from last year HAHAHA

huh I wonder if thats whats happened to mine, I haven't seen my gift either (no wait its cause I misspelled your name lol. curse this tiny keyboard)

OMG#its you again!! hello!! :0

It's me again, yay!

woowwww#ive seen your troll designs before very interesting to see a combination!!

Thank you! It was interesting to figure out what combo of traits to go with so that you get a nice mix. I feel like they look more like Nepeta but also more human than troll in this, so *shrug*

omg#you see little xeno stuff with davepeta since they joined when the fandom was dead LOL SO OHH. its very fun!

It's true! There really hasn't been much xeno stuff since the gigapause, and I've seen maaaybe 2 or 3 people interpret Davepeta through that lens. Sadface.

#i love how you drew the hair too!! its a very pleasant color palette

Thanks :) Trying to get that texture right. I typically draw Dave as an albino black man, so both texture and colour were key here. Especially since flipping them turnways to the left made me hecka confused about how his hair even works since I didn't flip the bangs.

#but yeay yay thanks!! yet again...!!!! :0 happy holidays!!!!!!

You too! It's been warm, but a good year so far over here. Hope yours has been as good.

#i like how you interpreted the :3 mouth

Heck yeah man, natural human diversity for the win here, there's plenty of references for/of people with cleft lips and palates so I tried to do them justice. I figure Nepeta was unlikely to have gotten surgery for it living in a cave on Alternia.

I'm of the opinion that all of the players expressed some kind of unusual phenotype variation that would (at least on the trolls' planets) be classed as a mutation, though I have not decided on which for everyone yet. I would depict Nepeta with a cleft palate even without that though. Makes sense to me as something that would be simplified into a :3 kitty face.

#so yeah basically very cool to see your art again its very cool and interesting and DAVEPETA. thanks!!#im not good with words im just (pointing) :3#homestuck#homestuckss#💚🧡#reblog tag

Cool to get to create for you again! I knew you would appreciate my aliens after all :3c

And hey, you get bonus special extra Davepeta at some point in the future when I get my computer working enough to run CSP. Fullbody birdtrollhumanpersonsprite^2 in the works.

Homestuck Secret Santa 2024

@homestucksecretsanta

@davepepsispriteisprite

Ahaha got you again, which is perfect given what we like🤗

So my computer's been wonky so at first I did some pixel art but then remembered the size restrictions so then I tried to work on my computer anyway but then it does so I whipped this out but I promise that there will be more Davepeta coming! 😝

Distressing realization: my troll designs mean that human/troll hybrids come out looking like humanimals (appropriate), and I have to carefully thread the needle that they don't look like racist caricatures too (not at all appropriate) :/. Will have to work on it.

[vaard]

[floccinaucinihilipilificationa]

[the-sunlit-earth]

a lot of clipping to fix, but hey I got it moving at least! I'll get the Telvanni robe properly physic'd if it's the last thing I do >:0

[sigsfigs]

wips, will delete when i feel like it

[dragonfruitghosts]

May or may not be doing a Pokemon X nuzlocke, may or may not be making said nuzlocke into a comic (that I’ll hopefully have the motivation to keep making once I start it)

Getting just a little bit silly with it, we’ll see where this all goes

[sysig]

*chanting* Second pet, second pet, second pet! (Patreon)

[hecksupremechips]

re: udg reblog,

clearly the solution to “oh i love this but i don’t think anyone should play it” is to write a fic with only the good parts and none of the bad parts but then you have this big empty space where the bad parts were so you just make something up that seems vaguely believable

that seems like a normal thing normal people do right?

RIGHT?

It’s always correct and totally won’t ever lead to agony as you look at the canon and scream because my god how are you supposed to salvage something this stupid why are you doing this you used to be so normal and not care oh god why does attacking the little girl make her pants fly off oh god why is delta a character

[atanxdoesstuff]

quick sketch i did of nishiki in jann's outfit because I was listening to shuffle play while drawing this and gladiator came on.

i forgot how to draw abs so i just didn't lol