#I think this is one of the darker things I've drawn

[astral-lucy]

your next partner (PAC)

hello beautiful creatures! i'm excited to be back with another pick-a-card reading. i've been feeling romantic lately, so here goes a reading regarding your next partner. hope you enjoy it!

as usual, pick the picture that you feel most connected or drawn towards (pile 1 - up and left / pile 2 - up and right / pile 3 - down and left / pile 4 - down and right)

happy reading!

#pile 1

wheel of fortune - eight of wands - knight of cups - six of swords - seven of coins

when i started to shuffle for this pile’s reading, “so high school” by taylor swift started playing, so maybe that means something to you. although this is a person i think you’ve known for a while, the wheel of fortune here shows a new stage of this relationship, and paired with the eight of wands this shows a period of excitement, passion - the typical honeymoon phase we all go through once we start a relationship. maybe you have been through a rough period emotionally, things haven’t been great for either one of you, and here comes a calmer time, you’ll have someone to rely on that’ll help you with all the love in the world. this relationship seems ideal, but there are a few cards here that advice making an effort to communicate correctly with each other. 

when i asked about the appearance of this person i got freckles! i also see that this person has a baby face or is a pretty childish person, someone with a lot of energy. i feel like they have lighter hair as well.  you can also expect this to happen literally at any moment now! this is something that is already happening and in the works. 

#pile 2

the hanged man - queen of cups - knight of cups - six of coins - nine of cups

“only love” by ben howard started playing when i started writing, and i feel like that’s how this connection feels like! this is someone new in your life, and your day to day will start to feel like this song. with the hanged man opening this reading i feel like this is someone who came in to change your perspective and opinions about love, and even about self love - but this card also tells you to be patient and advises not to rush into new relationships without being sure first, as not everyone will fit you. love is definitely on the horizon, just wait for it to come to you, as someone who is willing to listen to you and that will offer you all the attention you need is on the way. the six of pentacles here is asking you to give without expecting anything back, it advises you to be generous with yourself and the universe will be generous to you as well! a strong connection is coming 

when i asked about this person i got the five of coins, so this is probably someone who has gone through hard times and knows that feeling cared for is important. this is someone who has dark eyes, probably darker skinned as well. 

when i asked for timing, i saw that the winter time may be of significance, but this still may take a while to come to you. 

#pile 3

two of swords - ace of cups - six of coins - queen of swords - five of swords

wow, you may be indecisive regarding a relationship or taking a new step into a relationship, and you may be looking for advice. i think that this relationship has a great potential of being a safe space, somewhere you’ll feel loved and supported. you may be indecisive because you don’t want to lose your independence - but your partner understands how that is important to you and will respect it. there’s an emphasis on the important of communication, as you may have problems due to a lack of it, and what i see here is that you’re struggling to make things official because you’re afraid - talk to them! have the scary conversation. they understand. 

when i asked about appearance i got the emperor, which makes me think this is a person who has a lot of authority. i also think they’re someone with dark eyes but lighter hair. 

timing wise, regarding having a conversation or taking a new step, i’d say something will shift within the next ten days or the next two weeks. 

#pile 4

three of coins - three of wands - six of cups - king of coins - page of wands

i think someone you’ve had a crush on has looked your way! someone you’ve liked for a while is now noticing you in a romantic light, or maybe someone you tried to have a relationship with in the past is back. whoever this person is, they’re not 100% committed to you, they want to be your one and only. you may feel sparks, have a lot of passion and fun with this person, but you need to avoid being clingy or too jealous of this person, reminding you both how everyone needs space. the three of wands is an amazing card here, as it shows you good luck on your romantic choices. 

i think this person takes a great care of their appearance, especially their hair. 

i think this is going to become official in a few month, maybe around pisces season.

hope you enjoyed reading!

[itsajollyjester]

Family Portrait

The only family he has.

[aduh0308]

KINKTOBER 2024

a few fics for everyone for my favorite spooky season !! begins releasing October 5, 2024, at 0:00

most of these fics contain darker themes, such as stalker au, stepcest, dubcon, etc. please read at your own discretion. every fic posted will have warnings above the contents and i sincerely advise you to read them all the way genres and pairings are left unknown until the day the fic comes out!

dont like it don't read it! i clearly state everything before the fic itself, so it is up to you to keep your personal boundaries

_jjun has followed you || choi yeonjun

you don't think much of it when someone with the username _jjun follows you on instagram. that is, until strange things start happening and you find yourself running to your new neighbor for help _k words non!idol au "all mine, pretty body's all mine, fuck"

you're like a fallen star || choi soobin

your beautiful, beautiful boyfriend has started to glow around you 2.8k words non!idol au "you're so pretty, so fucking pretty,..."

stupid fucking parents || choi beomgyu

if you'd never met him, this would be a lot easier. granted, if you never met him, this wouldn't be a problem in the first place. 7.3k words non!idol au "you're so fucking disgusting, don't you know? fucking me when you're like this?" ''m sorry, 'm so sorry, i know, know 's gross but i can't"

canines || kang taehyun

there's a cute quiet boy in your college class that's sweet to everyone, but there's something just slightly off about him. something that becomes very apparent when he insists begs you come over to study one specific night of the month. 3.7k words non!idol au "ah— fuck, so fucking good around me, taking me so good, what a good girl..."

i'll make you stay || huening kai

when a day on the beach with your friends turns into you getting stranded alone on an island, the last thing you expect is a fairy boy to come out of the shadows. 7.6k words non!idol au "couldn't stay away from me, could you? pretty girl's only been here for a few days and she's already tight around my dick..."

Bonus: curtains drawn || choi soobin + kang taehyun

maybe it's weird to walk around your apartment completely naked. but your across-the-way neighbors are fine as fuck, and keeping your curtains open at night has become a daily occurrence for all three of you. _k words non!idol au "look how pretty, taking the both of us so well, even better than i've dreamed of.."

Bonus #2: there are more of you? || ot5

you had no idea the ghost in your house had friends. _k words non!idol au "see, told you we knew just how to make you feel good, been watching you for too long..."

thats it !! send in an ask or comment below to be added to the taglist <3

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[caplanbuckybarnes]

Just a Taste (Tony stark one shot)

Summary: tony finds out his most trust advisor poisoned you, the love of his life.

Warnings: poison,death

WC: 461

Read on Ao3!

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The room spun in slow circles, and the edges of your vision blurred. You gripped the edge of the table, your breath coming out in ragged gasps as the world tilted. Tony's voice cut through the fog, sharp and filled with concern.

"Hey! What's going on? You don't look too good."

You tried to respond, but the words were tangled in your throat. A cold dread settled in your chest, spreading like ice through your veins as the realization hit you.

“Tony…” you managed to croak, your voice weak, “…I think I've been poisoned.”

Tony's eyes widened behind his signature tinted glasses, and he stepped toward you, reaching out instinctively to steady you. "Poisoned?" His voice wavered between disbelief and immediate worry, searching your face for some sort of explanation. "By who? How do you—"

The bitter taste still clung to your tongue, the faint trace left from your drink. You had barely taken a sip before you felt the effects. But you knew the truth—knew it from the familiarity of the taste.

You met Tony’s eyes, fighting the waves of nausea crashing through your system. “Your most trusted advisor has poisoned you.”

For a split second, the room was silent. Then Tony let out a bitter laugh, though there was no humor behind it. "My most trusted advisor?” His face darkened, the mask of confidence he always wore slipping. "That would be you."

A pit formed in your stomach, both from the venom seeping through your system and the look in his eyes—betrayal.

“I didn’t—” you started, but the room swayed again, and you could hardly focus on anything but the pounding in your head.

Tony’s hand shot out, catching you before you could fall. He held you close, his face a mixture of fear and something else, something darker. "Who did this?" His voice was low, deadly serious now. "Tell me."

You fought to keep your eyes open, the world around you dimming at the edges. “It wasn’t me,” you whispered. “It’s—it’s someone close.”

Tony’s jaw clenched, but his grip tightened protectively around you. “I’ll fix this,” he muttered, his mind already racing ahead. “Stay with me, okay? I’m getting you out of here.”

You tried to focus on his words, tried to cling to the warmth of his voice, but the poison was pulling you under. Still, you knew one thing for sure—someone within the walls of Stark Tower was playing a dangerous game. And they had just drawn first blood.

[starmosaics]

Mars in the 8th house pt. 1/3

I'm splitting this into parts because there's a lot to cover with this placement.

A person with an 8th house Mars doesn't just share anything with anybody, they'll test you and make sure that you can be trusted before sharing anything about themselves other than surface-leveled things. From the outside, an 8H Mars person seems distant, kept, shut off, and mysterious; they're an enigma. Many people feel intimidated just by being in the 8H Mars person's presence. People want to desperately figure this person out or pinpoint something about them, but just simply can't. The reason 8H Mars people are so guarded is because they most likely have faced life-altering pain or traumatic experiences at some point in their lives, commonly due to death or betrayal by other people. They can be incredibly hesitant or totally reluctant with trusting and opening up to others. They tend to keep people at arms length and might have paranoid thoughts about getting close to people because of their trust issues and reluctance to let down their guard. They are incredibly hypervigilant people and it takes a long time for them to express their vulnerabilities.

These people are naturally investigative and are great at researching and absorbing information. They're like sponges when it comes to obtaining details that reveals the truth. They love digging things up beyond the surface, revealing the truth, and bringing things to light. They want to understand things on a much deeper, intellectual level to reveal secrets and to solve cryptic and hidden messages. They either are great sources themselves or provide great sources for others and will always show up with the cold hard facts. I worked with a girl who had an 8H Mars and she did so much research on employee's rights to dig up what illegal things our management was getting away with. She obsessed over it for months and was fixated on "exposing" the institution we worked for. I am also friends with a guy who does scientific research at his school as a job who has an 8H Mars. I have an 8H Mars and am deeply invested in astrology.

These people are wonderful friends, family members and partners, and will always be the first responder when someone they care about is in a dire situation. They're also the best person to be with when in a dangerous or life-threatening situation. These are the types of people to remain calm and collected to ensure that whatever is at hand is taken care of. During an emergency, they're the ones to brainstorm and come up with a plan to execute; they're incredible strategists. This is most likely due to having dealt with a lot of dangerous or traumatic events in their lives which caused them to be able to respond to other people's situations with a much more steadfast approach.

Most of the 8H Mars people I've met had a weird relationship with their sexuality in their teenage/young adult years and lost their virginity at a later age compared to their peers. People may objectify 8H Mars folks or perceive them to be more sexual than they are (ex. being told that the 8H Mars person looks like they have a lot of experience with sex even if they don't) because these people commonly ooze sex appeal. Something about them makes people feel incredibly drawn and magnetized to them. I knew someone with an 8H Mars who was a stripper and did sex work. She also had a sugar daddy which I would associate to be an 8H topic (shared/gained resources from another, Mars covering sex). I too have considered doing sex work for quite a while now. 8H mars people may like more rougher and primal sex such as BDSM. The bedroom is where the more darker parts of themselves are revealed. They may also enjoy exploring different kinds of kinks rather than having plain or vanilla sex. Despite people thinking 8H Mars folks are sexually progressive all the way, these people actually need to have an emotional/spiritual connection to those they engage sexually with, otherwise they will feel like something is missing during sex and that the void they're seeking to be filled cannot be reached. Unfortunately, I have also known many 8H Mars people who have faced a form of sexual victimization.

In the next 2 parts, we'll cover certain transformations these people may undergo in their lives, mental health and psychology, life and death situations, struggles within intimate relationships, and "taboo" topics these people might enjoy. If you have an 8H Mars let me know if this resonates :))

[olderthannetfic]

This is a comment I just saw in the wild, and I need to know the real factualness/lack thereof of this from those who are more familiar with internet fandom history.

the evangelical prudishness of the early internet is completely separate from pro/anti ship dynamics. the idea of an anti was popularized in voltron fandom by teenagers who were uncomfortable being attacked by adults in "ship wars" for not liking a prominent ship between an adult and child. evangelicals are still being prudish and nasty online to this day and theyre not doing it with "anti, proshippers dni" in their bios

and to be clear i dont identify as pro or anti ship because im an adult with a job and a social life but i leaned so hard into the anti label as a teen as an effort to protect myself from harassment and grooming (and yes. adults were using proship dynamics to try to groom me. i experienced this from multiple people in multiple fandoms. it was not and is not an uncommon occurrence). if you think teen antis are prudish maybe consider why a child would feel the need to close themselves off and loudly proclaim their hatred of any complicated shipping dynamic. these kids don't stay this way forever, they grow up into adults with more complex viewpoints on sex and relationships because that's what happens to everyone as they age. the fact that most self proclaimed proshippers care more about prudishness (as though every teenager isn't a little bit of a fucking prude anyways) than they do about actual pedophilia and grooming. most proshippers arent trying to use it as an outlet to groom children but a considerable amount of them are and you have no fucking clue how terrifying it is to be a young teen and have adults falling all over themselves trying to convince you that it would actually be really normal for you to have phone sex with them

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"Ooh, I'm a secret third thing!"

You can just about always assume someone is a jackass if they start with this bilge.

Voltron fandom was a major spreader of antis, sure. The objection was to the two characters with the "I'm the hot one" anime eyes being shipped together instead of one of the hot ones and the one with the "I'm the douchey womanizer" anime eyes.

All of these characters look about the same age, just with different eye shape tropes. All are soldiers. Ages weren't confirmed for a while. When they eventually were, hot eyes and hot eyes were 18 or over and womanizer eyes was under or something. Not that it matters.

It's a bunch of crybabies with a juggernaut shitty ship bawwwwing that a better ship was fairly popular but not as juggernaut despite them sending many, many death threats.

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Most teens, in my experience, are drawn to cheesy Darker and Edgier extreme shit and get tamer as they age. No, they aren't all prudes. That's bugfuck insane to think. This person is a dumbass.

Adults trying to have phone sex with teens isn't actually that common, from what I've seen, and is clearly creepy in any era. This has nothing to do with fandom shipping.

I'm sorry they've had a shitty time, but this is either someone with a lot of trauma projecting or yet another attempt to drag irrelevant shit into the constant whining about other people's harmless fictional hobbies.

[abbeyofcyn]

Regardless of how much attention they got, what are three things you've written or drawn that you're most proud of?

I thought about this one for a looooong time...

Because it's difficult to answer. I can be proud of art, but that feeling can leave quickly too. Or sometimes I look at my very old art and think 'woa not bad, past me'

I'll keep it at my turtle art because otherwise I will have to really search through my archives lol, and it's mostly more darker art and my ocs.

I'm pretty proud of my animations. They're not anything great yet, but every new one I make is a step towards getting better. I just have to learn to be more daring and patient.

I haven't posted this one I believe, but these were (I believe) the first turtle drawings I made. (Of course angsty stuff lol) I'm proud in the sense that I decided to take that step and draw fanart which I've avoided for sooooo long. It never brought me joy, but rottmnt? It's almost more fun than I've ever had drawing my ocs

And lastly I'm proud of this drawing. My first post on tumblr. I could've never foreseen that it would get more than a handfull of notes so I kinda panicked when it got way more attention than any drawing ever in my life haha

The start of it all and I'm thankful everyday for what it has brought me. I've met great people and super sweet mysterious anons.

[that-guy-sleepy-miles]

Red King Design Notes

I got a single request to explain Red King's design, so I'm going feral! This will have notes based on AU lore (events), 'lore' (character relationships), and things I noticed in the show! (This one is for you, @daikon-dimes <3)

Let's start from the top and move down!

‎Red King's horns!

Firstly, her "Proud Horns"! The color is a deep-red version of DBK's old horn color, and the shape is based on Princess Iron Fan's bull-horn hairstyle!

And then her "Transportation Horns". These are a slightly darker color than the Proud Horns and their shape is based on PIF's hair and also vaguely based on DBK's horns.

That actually brings us to...

Bangs like Mama and Red King's tiara!

Okay, horn lore:

Red King had eaten a monk and then took a killer fucking nap—like she CONKED OUT—and she woke up with big ol bull horns (magical power expression* has to go somewhere, and she's not really using it or feeling anything right then) and she was like "oh, dude, what the fuck", and then freaks out because she can't balance herself anymore

After being freaked out for a while, she demanded that the nearest bull clone get her a mirror.

She looks at herself in the mirror (she's learned how to balance at this point, good for her), she touches her horns, and she goes,

"Heh. Like Mother's hair."

And, even though she and her mother are in the middle of essentially a Cold War, she finds her mother's old tiara and puts her hair around her horns like her mom's… decorative hairstyle? whatever we'd call that. like the way her mom serves massive cunt 25/8—because she loves her mom more than anything else. (No matter how much of a raging ******* PIF is being. God, why is she like that sometimes???)

(The Eternal Fire design has sidebangs that are reminiscent of PIF's but more silky and flowy.)

Bull Fam Huadian and Bindi

The Eternal Slumber design has a huadian (a form of traditional Chinese ornamental forehead makeup, which is located between the eyebrows and sometimes on the cheeks, the temples, and the dimples) shaped like the Demon Bull family crest instead of the traditional flower petals. This is because of the idea that Red Son's "red dot" is a huadian, which I've seen floating around quite a bit, but I'm 99% sure it's a bindi.

It's in the right spot for a bindi and the wrong spot for a huadian, it looks like a bindi and doesn't look like a huadian—it's a bindi. I don't know if this is still going on (people thinking it's a huadian/saying it's a huadian/drawing it as a huadian), but it's a bindi. It's a bindi guys.

(Because of Red Son's tendency for overly expressive downturned eyebrows and the inconsistency of hand-drawn animation, it's hard to tell, but the "red dot" is seemingly intended to be slightly above and between his eyebrows, not high above on his forehead. You can tell on screenshots where it's on his forehead that it's in the wrong spot, it's actually really fun.)

Also, the people on the wiki call it a "forehead dot" and I'm so...

Anyway, in her Eternal Fire design, Red King's bindi returns! This is because her time with MK has "reignited her inferno", and she is returning to herself! With her bindi! Welcome back, pookie bear!!!

and on the note of her "reigniting her inferno", her Eternal Fire design has the same eyebrow makeup as the Red Son minifig!

Her Samadhi Ring

In the Red King AU, Red Son is allowed to keep his/her ring of Samadhi for a number of reasons. Importantly, DBK and PIF let Red Son their ring because it is their power—Red Son was born with the Samadhi Fire, and it's an expression of their power. They are a family obsessed with power for a good while, so in the Red King AU, DBK and PIF felt it cruel to strip their only child of their power and of the remainder of it. The thought also was that, as the creator of the fire, Red Son would have the most incentive to keep the ring safe. They'd certainly never lose it, like some people.

(Fun fact, this means that DBK's nose ring is the other way around like it was in his younger years. That's just a really silly detail, but like... they match <3)

Red King's Hair Highlights (and Their Relation to Red Son’s Magic Expression and the Samadhi Fire)

(By the way, the Eternal Slumber design has more chaotic shines because her hair isn't brushed, and the Eternal Fire design has more uniform/put-together shines because her hair is being taken care of.)

Red King has shiny hair, and that's not just to look cool. To explain why, I had to make a giant post about the LEGO Monkie Kid Magic System. I go in-depth about Red Son at the end of that post, but I'll give a TLDR here:

Red Son has a wholly unique form of expressing magic among demons, gods, dragons, descendants, reincarnations, and everything in-between (the in-between being Red Son himself, MK, Wukong, and Macaque [Red Son is half-god, half-demon; MK was intended to be a mystic monkey but got his genetics messed with; Wukong and Macaque are mystic monkeys outside of any of the 10 species, they just need to be noted here [Their magic is completely conventional, they're just crazy strong]). His body, and specifically his hair, is directly connected to his magic in a way that's different from other characters for reasons we can only speculate.

Because Red King is stronger than Red Son (and has a link to the Samadhi Fire), she has many large hair highlights! Generally, they're condensed into one or two large shapes, but smaller highlights around a large shape are also acceptable. :]

Outfits

Eternal Slumber wears zhong yi (middle clothes), a longer version of Red Son's robe from season 3, and Red Son's sandals from season 3. (I call those house shoes but the model sheet says sandals.)

Zhong yi were worn under normal clothing in Hanfu, and often worn to bed. Some posts about zhong yi: 1, 2, 3. Because Red King is... well... sleeping often but in a regal way, she wears zhong yi instead of modern sleepwear. Her robe is also longer to evoke the fact that it is a robe and she is a king.

Eternal Fire wears a sleeveless version of Red Son's coat with a gold trim. This gold trim is actually because of something on Red Son's page on the Monkie Kid Wiki! Okay, so, I'm so autistic that part of my LMK Special Interest (it's been 4 years, so this is officially a special interest) actually extends to the Wiki... and on Red Son's Wiki page, there is something so fun!!

On Red Son's Minifigure–show comparison, the screenshot used to compare contains a coloring error! Red Son's collar is actually his skin tone! And I LOVE THAT. NOBODY TELL THEM. IF YOU ARE A WIKI EDITOR AND YOU'RE READING THIS, DON'T FIX IT!!!

I love coloring errors and I love mistakes. Not only is there the original coloring error (the mark of a human being; someone worked on this scene and they made a mistake and now we can see it and see them! It's as if their memory is saying hello, and that's why I love coloring errors), but someone else missed it, and now it has been used to represent this character's design as a whole (a SECOND human being!! Hello!! You've been here, and you didn't catch something, and now I'll always remember you were here!).

And that's why I don't want it to be fixed. I know it should be fixed, and I know the Wiki is a source of knowledge, but I also just... love people so much... and I decided to remember the coloring error by giving Red King's coat a gold trim. <3 (I was going to keep it to the collar like the coloring error, but it didn't look good.)

Other notes:

She's wearing armbands like she did when she was a baby because the Eternal Fire design is her "returning to herself."

The ballroom gloves are just sexy like that. Make MK go Looney Tunes. (And the wristbands are for the same purpose.)

S H A N T S

Uhhh that's it! Thank you!! <3 <3 <3 <3!!

[hermetiqa]

What do you need to hear right now?

Daily Message: 30.07.24

Close your eyes and take a deep breath before picking a pile. If you feel drawn to more than one pile, it's alright, you may take the piles that you're drawn to. What's important is to take it how it resonates and leave what doesn't.

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NOTE: Please feel free to give me a feedback on my asks about the reading! I would highly appreciate it especially since I've decided to do daily message readings from now on.

Pile 1

You might have a lot of dreams especially at the present time, and you have the power to turn these dreams into your reality. You already have all the things and abilities you need to make them come true, you just need to have faith in yourself that you can make them come true and that they will come true. Don't be afraid to take risks and grab the opportunities that come to you. This is a reminder that you have to celebrate your successes, accomplishments and all the good things that come into your life too. There may be times that you tend to look at the darker side of your perspectives in life and situations that you go through, but the cards suggest that you should embrace the positive side. You should learn how to let yourself be who you truly are and embrace your inner child, especially heal it. Whenever you go through a difficult path in your life, keep in mind that there's always light at the end of the tunnel. All your hard work is paying off. You're on the right path. I'm getting 222, which is an angel number that you might be seeing lately, whether 2:22 on the clock, 222 on plate numbers, etc. You're in the right place at the right time. You have a lot of potential to reach your goals, you just have to have faith in yourself. Be confident and stay on the positive side, don't let your negative thoughts take over your mind. Other than that, as much as you're focused on your goals and you really want to achieve them, don't forget to keep your connections with other people. Especially the ones who support and inspire you. Never forget to surround yourself with people who are healthy/not toxic, even the ones whom you think are better than you or have achieved more than you did. This is not a competition. And in reality, these people are good for you as they can even help you get through it.

Pile 2

This is a reminder to never forget to take some rest, you need it. You need to take some rest from the outside world and focus on yourself as well. Take a break from the things that are draining for you. Set aside those things that exhaust you, especially if it's mental exhaustion and it's leading you to a burnout. Take some time to recharge and don't feel guilty about doing so because it's totally alright, you need that. I feel as though you're spending too much time when it comes to your finances, career, and even studies. This is your reminder to balance that and your own well-being. Take some rest and clear your mind because you're a logical and intellectual person. You can rely on your mind because this isn't what drives you to negative thoughts but your determination to succeed. You tend to rush things and push yourself beyond your limits. You can trust your mind and your own self, and you need to put your trust in it. I can also see that you're almost there. Your goals are just a few steps away. So this is your reminder to let yourself rest and take a deep breath before continuing to move forward. After letting yourself recharge, you can continue moving forward despite any setbacks that you may encounter. You might be tempted to rush things even more and push yourself beyond your limits because you're almost there, but this is a reminder that reaching your goals will be nonsensical if you're burned out when you're already there.

Pile 3

To those who are drawn to the 3rd pile and chose this, your message is the most serious of all. I would consider this as the "most important" or "urgent" to be heard. Because you have the tendency to fall into addictions. I feel like this is your coping mechanism if you struggle too much and you don't know how to handle it. This is your reminder not to let yourself fall into your own trap that you're unconsciously setting yourself up to. Be mindful of your tendencies to fall into your addictions and being dependent on things, and even people. This is your wake up call to cope up in healthy ways and let go of the unhealthy ones. I can see that you're currently struggling in a difficult situation and you're the type of person who would use your logic and intellect to get out of that situation. The only problem is that you tend to depend on your unhealthy habits and addictions, maybe alcohol or smoking or maybe even winning something. Maybe you've been obsessed in winning something lately. Because I can see that you'll be celebrating some achievement. You worked hard to achieve this goal of yours and you'll feel like a victor because this is a huge milestone for you. You'll get recognized for your hard work. When this victory comes for you, this is a reminder not to forget to be grateful of your success. Don't forget to celebrate your success and share your gratitude with others. Other than that, don't forget to share your ways in achieving this success to others. Do not gatekeep, because what goes around, comes around.

[polarolds]

hiii i js wanna know if you have any ellabs fic recommendations?

hi anon! hoo boy i definitely have a few! here are some favourites that come to mind:

Unbroken by thedreadslayer

nobody is surprised, yall know i'm a slut for this fic as i've drawn fanart for it multiple times (and still have doodles and full ass comic pages that i haven't shared to tumblr).

This is THE ellabs fic in my mind. The character moments, the dialogue, the settings, the atmosphere... the slowburn is SO well-written. it is basically tlou 3 for me because reading it really captures the feeling of playing the actual games 😭😭 still ongoing but so many chapters to enjoy. There are SO many great key moments (don't want to spoil, but i'm looking at you chapters 10, 17, 21 and 26), but even the small, quiet interactions stand out to me. have admittedly re-read it more than once,,, maybe more than twice,,,

two hands digging in each other's wounds by michirukaioh

i believe this was the first ellabs fic i've read!! and it is a classic. Love this one for the progression of the ellabs relationship, but also for dear sweet lev and his interactions with ellie. Love the big reveals towards the end of the story with a new character that is introduced - keeping it vague because of spoilers. And the beach scene near the end is chef's kiss iykyk.

i've admittedly not been keeping up well with the sequel because i've been super busy and wanted to marathon the whole thing at some point, but would recommend checking it out too! both parts are complete :)

The Way Sorrow Tastes by painted__black

really interesting premise where abby and lev show up in Jackson at the start of the story and we see how all the survivors of tlou2 deal with the fallout. the continuation of the use of abby's dreams as a manifestation of her trauma/guilt was also interesting to me. starts pretty dark and gets even darker as we move further in the story, but still very good all the same. sadly idk if the story will be continued :( one can hope

oh, and I drew something for this one too! hehe

tail lights by junewax

another goodie and i loved how Cat (a character only mentioned in tlou2) comes into play in this story. i really like the feel and atmosphere of this story idk how else to describe it - it just captures a certain vibe that i really dug yknow? completed fic.

Both Sides Now by Fuckingvideogames

AU where ellie leaves Jackson after finding out the truth about the FireFlies from Joel and stumbles into Seattle. i LOVE this concept so much and this was such an interesting read. we get some nice early ellabs moments, and also get to see ellie interact with the Salt Lake Crew. sadly another fic which i don't think will be finished, but very much still worth checking out!!

and since this post is getting kind of long, here are links to some other fics i really enjoyed!

iron to the core by houndstoothed

bone chill by houndstoothed

Afterlife by maharetr

Assumptions by inspoburst

hope you find something you like fellow ellabs-enjoying anon! :'D and thanks for the ask <3

[beastlybardou]

Been seeing more posts about darker/dirtier urges in the nonhuman community - so I thought I'd pitch in as someone who's generally a pretty nasty animal.

I've seen lots of the usual hunting urges posts come up, but one thing I experience differently than those is that a lot of those posts seem to have a focus on being really gruesome and vicious to prey. To be honest, I don't feel that much. Sure, I do want to hunt and for me that would be killing a whole deer with my mouth, but the purpose is to just get it over with as fast as possible and enjoy my meal. I don't think much about a drawn out gory kill. That whole part kind of feels like when you're trying to open a canned dinner and your can opener isn't working. Open up and give me the food already y'know? Not to say I don't get hyped about hunting urges, but for me its more like the excitement of going out to eat at a good restaurant when you're really hungry.

What I do get downright vicious over is defending territory, packmates, or myself. When I feel that one of those are being threatened that's when my fantasies turn to teeth shearing through flesh like paper and bones cracking in my jaws. The gore and cruelty being an important part of a kill only really emerges when it is an emotional reaction spurring on my lycanthropic urges. I feel like you can see this some in wild wolves too. When hunting they aren't usually snarling and snapping left and right, they're focusing on a task. Their tails are wagging and they're mostly silent during the kill. Those videos and pictures of them teeth bared and eyes blazing are almost always during a conflict with other wolves or predators. I think this idea of the angry brutal hunting kill filled with contempt for the prey comes from the human train of thought that you have to really hate something to kill it.

Being nonhuman I do sometimes perceive humans as prey. Granted, they're something I have to be getting pretty desperate to feel that way about. Like most other predators these days have learned, I know they're not worth the effort. It doesn't stop me from noticing who the "easy catches" in a group would be though. Someone walking with headphones too immersed in their phone to notice me. Someone who's shoes are untied or not fit for running. Someone that looks like the heat is beating them down to exhaustion. These all jump out to me and I feel that twinge of prey drive smothered by the knowledge that I shouldn't and don't truly want to. In a way this can actually be helpful. The people that stand out as easy prey are usually struggling in some way and I can sate some of that hunting urge by noticing this, "hunting" them down, but just offering some help with whatever the problem is when I reach them instead. Tell them there's a water fountain in the building over there or that their shoes came undone, or whatever else it is.

I know there's been a lot of hate recently for those of us that experience the less pretty sides of being an animal too, but just remember you're not alone and that thought crimes don't exist. Feeling the raw edges of your animality is morally neutral, you just have to stay in control of your actual actions.

[doctorreid187]

Obsessive Flames // E.Munson

Pairing: Eddie munson /Reader

Reader Gender: not told but afab when sex

CW: sex, Unportected sex[ wrap it before u tap it] slight dubcon at first

wc: 11591

As you make your way through the dark and ominous hallways of Hawkins high school, you can't shake the feeling of being watched. You turn a corner and come face to face with Eddie Munson, but something is off. His eyes are cold and dead, his expression twisted into a menacing grin. In the dimly lit forest, you find yourself walking along a narrow path. The leaves crunch beneath your feet as you hear the faint sound of a guitar in the distance. You quicken your pace, eager to find the source of the music. As you approach the clearing where the music is coming from, you see Eddie sitting on a fallen log, playing his beloved guitar. But something doesn't seem right. He looks up at you with those cold, dead eyes and you feel a chill run down your spine.

"Eddie, what's going on?" Eddie continues to play his guitar, the haunting melody sending shivers down your spine. He doesn't respond, instead his gaze becomes more intense and predatory. You try to back away slowly, but you feel a hand on your shoulder, gripping it tightly.

"Where do you think you're going?" Eddie's voice is cold and menacing, a stark contrast to his usual carefree demeanor. You try to speak, but your voice fails you. You can feel his hot breath on your neck as he leans in closer, his grip on your shoulder tightening.

"I've been waiting for you." Eddie's other hand reaches up to your face, tracing your jawline with his thumb. You can feel the roughness of his callouses against your skin, a reminder of the many hours he's spent practicing his music. But there's something else in his touch, something darker and more dangerous.

"You're mine." Eddie's voice is firm and unyielding, leaving no room for argument. You feel a shiver run down your spine as his hand moves to the back of your head, pulling you closer to him. His other hand moves to your waist, pulling you onto his lap.

"Eddie, what are you doing?" Eddie's grip on you tightens, his fingers digging into your skin. "I'm taking what's mine," he growls, his lips brushing against your ear. You can feel his breath hot and heavy against your skin, causing you to shiver.

"But Eddie, I don't understand." Eddie's grip on you tightens even further, almost to the point of pain. "You don't need to understand," he hisses, his lips still close to your ear. "You just need to submit to me." Eddie's hand moves to your throat, gently but firmly gripping it. His thumb strokes your skin as he leans in closer, his eyes never leaving yours. "You're mine now," he whispers, his voice low and intense.

You feel a surge of fear and confusion, but there's something else too. A small part of you can't help but feel a spark of excitement, a thrill at being dominated by Eddie in this way. You've always admired his passion and intensity, and now you find yourself drawn to it, even as it scares you. Eddie's hand moves from your throat to your chin, gently tilting your head up so that you're looking into his eyes. His grip on you is still tight, but there's a softness in his expression now, a tenderness that takes you by surprise.

"I'm sorry," Eddie says, his voice softer now. "I didn't mean to scare you. I just needed to know that you were really here, that this wasn't just another one of my hallucinations." Eddie's grip on you loosens, his thumb gently stroking your chin. "I've been hearing things, seeing things that aren't there." Eddie's eyes fill with a mix of sadness and fear as he continues to confess. "I thought I was losing my mind. But then I heard your voice, and I knew you were real. I knew I had to see you, had to make sure you were really here." Eddie's grip on you has loosened, and you can feel your heart pounding in your chest as you try to process what's happening. You've never seen Eddie like this before - so intense, so vulnerable. You can see the fear and desperation in his eyes, and it breaks your heart.

 Eddie's hand moves from your chin to your hand, intertwining his fingers with yours. "Please," he says, his voice barely above a whisper. "Stay with me. Don't leave me alone in this darkness."

You can feel the weight of Eddie's words pressing down on you, and you realize that he needs you. You look into Eddie's eyes, seeing the raw emotion and vulnerability that he's showing you. You can feel the tension in his grip, the fear and desperation that's driving him. And in that moment, you make a decision. You're not going to leave him alone in this darkness. You lean in closer to Eddie, your lips brushing against his in a gentle kiss. You can feel him relax slightly, his grip on you loosening as he returns your kiss. But there's still a fire in his touch, a passion that you can feel pulsing through his veins. As you continue to kiss, the passion between you grows more intense. Eddie's hands move to your hair, gripping it tightly as he deepens the kiss. You can feel his tongue exploring your mouth, tasting you in a way that makes your head spin.

 The kissing becomes more urgent, more primal, as if both of you are trying to convey your emotions and desires without words. Eddie's hands move from your hair to your body, exploring every inch of you with a hunger that takes your breath away. You can feel his hands move down your body, tracing the curve of your waist before settling on your hips. He pulls you closer to him, his hardness pressing against you in a way that makes you gasp. Eddie's kisses become more insistent, his teeth nipping at your bottom lip as he growls softly. Eddie's hands move to the hem of your shirt, lifting it up over your head and tossing it aside. His eyes hungrily take in the sight of your bare skin, and you can feel his breath catch in his throat. He leans in closer, his lips trailing kisses down your neck and shoulders.

 Eddie's lips make their way down to your breasts, his tongue flicking at your nipples through the fabric of your bra. You can feel yourself growing wetter with every touch, every kiss. Eddie's hands move to the clasp of your bra, unfastening it with a deftness that takes you by surprise. Eddie's eyes light up as your bra falls away, revealing your bare breasts to his gaze. He dips his head down, taking one of your nipples into his mouth and sucking gently. You can feel the sensation shoot straight to your core, making you moan softly. Eddie's free hand continues to explore your body, tracing a path down your stomach and beneath the waistband of your pants. You can feel his fingers probing at your entrance, teasing you in a way that makes you squirm with pleasure.

 Eddie's fingers slip inside of you, and you can feel yourself clenching around him. He starts to move his fingers in a slow, rhythmic motion, building up a steady pace that has you panting with pleasure. Eddie's thumb finds your clit, circling it with just the right amount of pressure to make your legs shake. You can feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge, but Eddie doesn't let up. He continues to thrust his fingers in and out of you, his thumb working your clit in slow, deliberate circles. Just as you're about to tip over the edge, Eddie pulls his fingers out of you and stands up. You look up at him, confused and a little disappointed, but he's looking at you with a fire in his eyes that takes your breath away. Eddie extends a hand to help you up from the ground, his movements quick and decisive. Once you're on your feet, he pulls you close to him, his hands gripping your hips as he kisses you deeply. You can feel his hardness pressing against you, and you can't help but grind against him in response.

 Eddie's lips never leave yours as he guides you backwards towards the bed, his hands never breaking contact with your body. Once the back of your legs hit the edge of the mattress, Eddie gently pushes you down until you're lying flat on your back. Eddie breaks the kiss for a moment, his eyes locked onto yours as he reaches down to undo his pants. You watch, mesmerized, as he pushes them down, revealing his boxers and the obvious bulge beneath. Eddie kicks his pants aside, his eyes never leaving yours. Eddie then hooks his fingers into the waistband of his boxers and slowly pulls them down, releasing his hardness. He kicks his boxers aside and climbs onto the bed, settling himself between your legs. Eddie's body hovering over yours, his hardness pressing against your wetness. He smiles down at you, his eyes full of desire. "Are you ready for me?" he asks, his voice husky and low.

You nod, unable to speak, your body trembling with anticipation. Eddie takes your silence as an affirmative, and he slowly begins to push himself inside of you. You can feel yourself stretching to accommodate him, the sensation both uncomfortable and incredibly pleasurable. Eddie moves slowly, giving you time to adjust to his size. Once Eddie is fully inside of you, he pauses for a moment, allowing you both to catch your breath. He looks down at you, his eyes filled with concern and desire. "Are you okay?" he asks, his voice soft and gentle. You nod, unable to speak, your body still trembling with pleasure and anticipation. Eddie starts to move his hips, slowly at first, but then building up a steady rhythm that has you both moaning with pleasure. He braces himself with one hand next to your head, while the other hand roams your body, exploring every inch of your skin. His lips find yours again, kissing you deeply as he continues to thrust into you.

 The feeling of Eddie's body moving against yours, his hardness filling you up completely, is overwhelming. You can feel every inch of him, and the sensation is both intense and exhilarating. Eddie's thrusts become more urgent, his hips slapping against yours as he drives himself deeper inside of you. You wrap your legs around Eddie's waist, pulling him in deeper as you meet his thrusts with your own hips. The feeling of him inside of you is incredible, and you can feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge. Eddie's hand continues to roam your body, his fingers finding your clit once again. He circles it gently, sending waves of pleasure coursing through you. You cry out, your back arching off the bed as you climax hard around him. Eddie groans, his thrusts becoming erratic as he chases his own release. With one final thrust, he stills, burying himself deep inside of you as he reaches his peak.

 Eddie collapses on top of you, his breathing heavy and labored. He rolls off to the side, pulling you with him so that you're both lying on your backs, wrapped in each other's arms. Eddie's fingers absentmindedly trace patterns on your arm as you both come down from the high of your lovemaking. As you lay there, basking in the afterglow of your passionate encounter, Eddie's fingers continue to explore your body. His touch is gentle and soothing, and you can feel yourself starting to relax in his arms. Your breathing slowly returns to normal, and your heart rate slows down. Eddie looks over at you, his eyes soft and full of affection. He leans in and presses a gentle kiss to your forehead. "I love you," he murmurs, his voice barely above a whisper.

 Eddie's lips brush against your forehead as he whispers those three little words. You smile, your heart swelling with love for this amazing man who has just given you the most incredible pleasure. You turn your head towards him, your lips meeting his in a soft, lingering kiss. "I love you too." The words hang in the air between you, heavy with emotion. Eddie's arms tighten around you, pulling you closer as if he couldn't bear to let you go. You feel completely at peace in this moment, wrapped up in his warmth and love.

[madtotry]

turn the hourglass about and all the sand is running out one. — two. — three. — coming soon.

hiccup haddock x reader

a/n. gn reader. set not long after the first part (but there's still a gap). reader's dragon is one i created myself (more will be revealed about her). the second chapter/part!! ♡ 1.3k

when you see hiccup again, you pretend your last meeting never happened. it's like the same feeling all over again, and if you blink you feel like you're gliding over the ocean with him again, hands twitching as you try so hard not to run away; and yet still you fail.

but you're not in the sky, you're sat in the cold dirt and grass, and you're trying to stay calm.

it feels harder now, sitting across a campfire with him, like if you tried to run you wouldn't be able to. you try to tell yourself that's not true, that at any moment you could jump on elsa's back and fly away and it's not as if hiccup would try to stop you. but the truth does no good soothing your tight throat and light head.

hiccup does most of the talking, and you don't interrupt him — whether because you're too scared or because you simply have nothing to say a mystery even to yourself. but you feel conflicted, trapped yet inexplicably drawn in by his voice; it feels almost warm.

"toothless found a new dragon species yesterday," he says just soft enough that you know he's trying not to scare you, "she was a baby and her wings were underdeveloped so i couldn't see much, but i've never seen one like her before."

you pull your knees even closer to your chest, and elsa shuffles beside you with a quiet growl; sensing your nerves. you know hiccup didn't mean to bring a topic like this up in some weird effort to try to get answers about your own dragon, but you overthink every interaction and still feel out of your depth — like he knows something you don't.

and the worst part is he does, he may not know about you or your dragon, but he knows more about dragons than you knew existed, and he's met more people than you've even seen on boats in passing. you'd finally felt you'd gotten your bearings on the world, and then he came tumbling into your life.

"she did spit a substance though, it turned the grass blue."

you frown, and from curiosity alone your walls are down for just a moment, "blue?"

he nods with a slight smile, and even his dragon perks up at your voice — the first time you've spoken in perhaps an hour.

"blue," he confirms, "toothless wouldn't let me touch it, but i don't know for sure if it's venomous."

"maybe she just likes the colour blue."

he laughs quietly, and your tense arms relax when you realise he's laughing with you. you try to laugh with him, but it comes out misshapen and unlike his own melodious one, so you shut your mouth and stop.

"do you like the colour blue?" he asks after a silence, and you don't notice it through the cloud that hangs over your mind, but he winces in embarrassment as he says it — and elsa almost huffs in amusement.

you don't know why you have to think about it for so long — you do like it, it's the colour of the ocean and the sky which you love both of in ways you can't explain, just as elsa herself is a magical blue, light shades mixed with ripples of something darker that make you feel safe — perhaps because this feels like handing yourself over to hiccup, telling him about you and in turn being tied to him.

he'd be the only person alive to know a single thing about you; it already feels like he knows too much though you barely speak a word.

you find yourself replying, "i do."

you don't recognise the light in his eyes for his excitement at you talking to him, but it is there; shining.

"my favourite colour is green, i think," he says, and you find that you appreciate the colour just a little bit more now.

you take a deep — courageous — breath and ask, "are there green dragons?"

you curl further in on yourself, but hiccup just keeps smiling. his quick moment of quiet thought draws your eyes to the way the campfire's light dances across his skin.

"there is," he nods, "there's green deadly nadders, flightmares, and gronckles. hideous zipplebacks are commonly green too."

you nod as he talks, and wonder if he's saying less than he normally would to avoid making you feel dumb. it's entirely possible, but with the way he's sat up just a little straighter and smiles just a little wider as he lists all these dragons, it doesn't feel like that. it feels nice.

"hideous zipplebacks?" you query, though you've never heard of any of these by name, the word 'hideous' particularly catches your attention.

"we named a lot of them back when we weren't on... great terms," he explains, and that's one of the few things you do know; about the hunting and fighting, "but we have lots of zipplebacks on berk now, deadly nadders and gronckles too."

"no flightmares?"

"their living conditions are really specific, and they generally prefer swamps most of the time."

you note this all down in your mind. you don't know if you'd ever meet one of these dragons — and if you did, you wouldn't even know it from your lack of physical descriptions — but it feels nice to know things.

but something gnaws at your chest as hiccup explains flightmare's living conditions, about their translucent skin that glows in the right conditions and the way their food glows just the same. you feel wrong for not truly listening, but the reminder that he comes from an island of people who used to slaughter dragons and now somehow lives with them sits at the forefront of your mind.

in a lull, where you are unsure whether hiccup noticed your conflicted expression or simply ran out of things to say — however impossible that may be — you ask, "do the dragons have names, on berk?"

you can't read his reaction, but he replies, "yes?" not because he lies, instead because your sudden question has him lost.

"what are some of their names?" you whisper, as a grasp at something far harder to describe than simple distrust; as a wish to be connected to a people, to know about the full life this stranger leads.

hiccup hesitates, almost picking up on your guard raising once more, but does not question you.

"well, my friends have dragons named stormfly, hookfang, meatlug, and a hideous zippleback called barf and belch."

"barf and belch?"

"one head breaths gas, the other sparks it."

even elsa listens as he talks. you have no idea whether she knows about all the dragons you don't, but she lifts her ears with the same curiosity as you.

"does one person ride them?"

hiccup's smile returns as he shakes his head, like he's remembering a fond memory, "two people, twins."

you feel elsa's ever-present weight leaning against your side, and somethings sparks inside you — however silly it may truly be; a realisation that you have not told hiccup your own dragon's name. within a moment, an idea spreads through you like how you imagine hideous zippleback gas might, and is set alight when you speak.

"my dragon," your voice is unsteady as you glance at her sea-blue scales, and her deep eyes meeting yours kindly, "her name is elsa."

you hear an inquisitive sound from toothless, and not for the first time you wonder if dragons can really understand what people say.

hiccup almost mirrors his dragon's small sound of shock, the glimpse then transforming into almost gratitude, when he says, "that's a nice name."

you try to smile back, but hope your face gets all muddled up with the fire just slightly blocking his view of you; so he can't see the way your lip gets caught under your tooth and your eyes crinkle awkwardly — so he doesn't find you off-putting like you fear he suddenly might, so he keeps enjoying your company just enough to keep coming back to see you.

you don't even dare to whisper to elsa that you're starting to feel safe around him.

[mozzeralla-stix]

Worried

Hi! So, I haven't written any sort of fan fiction in like 4+ years. Recently, I've gotten back into The Walking Dead and decided I wanted to try to write a Carl x Reader short! So here it is.

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Fluff, No Y/N, No gendered pronouns, No TW

The smell of the forest is welcoming considering the usual odors that violate my pallet. I pay close attention to the crunch of the leaves as I pace myself on my trip- I need to ensure no walkers are around, at least any that could tear into my flesh. I feel the weight of my bag begin to sprout an ache in my right shoulder: Carl was right, I should have packed lighter for this run.  

Rick requested that I make the trek to the convenience store a few miles away for some medical supplies: bandages, pain killers, pre-natal meds, etc. I am not too keen on going on trips alone as I certainly don’t have the best aim out of everyone in Alexandria- yet Rick insisted it would be a good learning opportunity for survival and getting used to the surrounding area. Carl honestly had more protests than I did, worrying about me getting bit or running into trouble. 

My mind begins to wander towards Carl, thinking about the past few years of our kinship. We met at the prison, my mother and I had been searching desperately for aid or shelter and we took notice of the slight changes to the courtyard. Thankfully, Rick noticed us and welcomed us with open arms. Considering Carl was the only other kid my age we began to become close friends. We would talk for hours about our lives before the walkers appeared, our favorite comics, our distaste for certain canned goods that we had to eat. Him and I became inseparable. We especially bonded when the prison collapsed. In all of the chaos, my mother got bitten and didn't make it. It felt like no one could ever understand the pain I felt, until Carl stood by my side and shared his own experience. We began to be strong support systems for each other, always going to the other when we were upset. He was- and still is- the only person in the world that I could call my best friend. I’ve seen him grow into the amazing and caring person he is now. He isn't too bad looking either- I'm surprised he hasn't hit it off with Enid after all this time. 

I slowly refocus my thoughts and realize the sun is beginning to set. The sky is slowly turning into blissful purple and pink hues, dancing off of the few clouds in the sky. Looking at my map, I realize that I won't reach Alexandria before it gets dark. Of course, the one thing I didn't pack was a flashlight. I glance back at the map and see a little house icon drawn in red that isn't too far from here. I decide it’s best to settle there for the night and stray from my path. As the night only gets darker the lump in my throat becomes more difficult to swallow. Each of my footsteps feel louder than the last as the silence of the forest fills my ears. Just as the moon begins to peak from behind the tall trees, I find myself standing in front of a small, wooden cabin. I raise my pistol and open the door, preparing for the worst. Thankfully, I am not met with any groaning or oozing, blood ridden rotting flesh. I continue into the cabin and light a nearby candle with a match, bringing a soft warmth to the main room. I search the rest of the cabin, ultimately finding nothing but an old bed and some canned food. I finally release the bag from my shoulder and rub the aching area with my palm, attempting to soothe the dull sting. Now that I'm in a safe area, I feel my body begin to slip into exhaustion and allow the day to seep into my muscles. I find myself plopping onto the mattress, slowly drifting off into the cold surroundings of sleep. 

...knock knock knock 

I am pulled from sleep by a light knocking on the window, slowly turning my sleepiness into downright panic. The moment my eyes are fully opened, I jump from the bed in fear and grab my pistol. While it is uncommon for a single walker to break any sort of window or door- you can never be too sure. I slowly place one foot in front of the other as I make my way to the window, slightly covered by a tethered curtain. I fill my lungs with air and grab hold of the curtain, swiftly pulling it to the side to reveal what grueling monster could possibly be bothering me in the middle of the night. To my surprise, I am met with shaggy brown hair and an infamous cowboy hat rather than a walker begging to take my life away. I grab ahold of the small handle attached to the window and pull, allowing Carl to climb himself into the room. 

“Carl! What are you doing here? How did you even find me?”  

Carl gave a small sigh and rolled his eyes in playful annoyance. “I've been your best friend for years by now, you really think I don't know what you do when you're panicked? Plus, I got worried; you were supposed to be back by sunset.” Carl says, furrowing his brows at the last part with a mix of concern and curiosity. I stare at him with a tired gaze and feel a bit of shame creep up my neck- I probably worried quite a few people. 

“Well, the trip took a lot longer than I thought it would, and there was no way I would be caught alone with a walker at night.” Carl gives a small nod of understanding as I stare into his eyes. I find his care for me adorable; he is always worried if I am okay. Even better, I can see it clear as day in his iris's anytime he is worried. I suddenly feel a pair of arms wrap around my torso, engulfing me in warmth and comfort. I let out a breath of relief and put my arms around his neck, squishing my face on his chest. I allow myself to stand there for a moment- taking everything about him in. The warmth his body generates, his rhythmic heartbeat, his hands drawing small circles on my back, and how good he somehow smells in an apocalypse. I feel his arms begin to move away, and his hands trail their way up to my shoulders- holding me gently in place. He lifts my chin to ensure I'm looking him in his beautiful eyes. 

“Y’know, I was seriously worried about you. I'm so happy you're safe. I could never live without you. Honestly, I-” Carl cuts himself off before he can finish his sentence, clearly nervous about what was going to come out of his mouth. I cock one eyebrow up to show my confusion, and Carl lets out a soft sigh.  

“I- well- I love you. I have for so long and I just never knew how to tell you. I wouldn't go outside the walls this late at night for anyone else.” As the words leave his lips, I feel my heart sputter and my soul fill with joy. I look at him with awe and I can't stop myself from grinning like an idiot. Once he notices my expression, Carl rolls his eyes at me and grabs the back of my head, gently putting me towards him. Our lips connect softly, and I can feel my pulse speed up. I wrap my arms around his neck to deepen the kiss, and I feel him smile at the action. We continue with the sweet, innocent kisses and pecks until I whimper at the feeling of his tongue swiping at my bottom lip. I'm hesitant at first, but the burning in my chest soon overwhelms my nerves and I slightly open my mouth, allowing him to deepen our kiss even further. I feel his tongue gently enter my mouth, creating electric shocks that run throughout my body. I moan even more, and he lightly giggles at how noisy I'm being. We begin to become more in tune with each other, slowly developing a steady rhythm and dance between us. He moves his hands down to my hips and pulls me closer to him, wanting to be as close to me in this moment as physically possible. I happily accept the physical contact and begin to setting my fingers in his curly hair. He makes a soft noise as a reaction to my small pulls and scratches on his scalp. We both begin to get quite heated and start panting. Our kisses become rougher with each second that passes by and there is an undeniable tightness sealing itself in the low depths of my abdomen. Deciding to be a little testy, I grab a sizable portion of his hair and pull with much more force than before- causing him to moan into my mouth. I feel my cheeks begin to radiate a glowing heat at the noise, and Carl pulls away from my lips, eliciting a small whine from me. He grabs my chin lightly and forces my eyes up to his, only making my cheeks burn even brighter.  

“I love you so goddamn much.” 

“I love you too.” 

I feel him pull me into an embrace again, pulling apart only to lie me down on the bed. He pushes my back against his waist until he spoons me, helping me in feeling so very sleepy again. With the safety of his arms, I begin to drift off again... 

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I hope you enjoyed! Feel free to leave any feedback or comments! Maybe a part 2??

[factual-fantasy]

29 asksss

Yes

@britneyt

Aw! Thank you! :DD

@gilbertsphotography

The elven style ears are meant to make them look less human and to match the Wario bros. :0 My AU's Peach and Daisy are these tall elf like creatures, not humans. They are the same species as the Wario bros.

Jangles would prepare himself for this brutal duel in "put em up" type battle stance. Ready to give this fight his all.

Only to be squashed by Jangle. Alas, he is made of plastic <XDD

@pinkpenguin88888

XDD Thought that was a bunny at first-

:DD Thank you! But hey, nothing's stopping you from book marking the post or saving the link to it somewhere :0

@whereismycupofcoffee

Honestly I have no hope. I'm thinking its gonna bomb like the Ruin DLC did, lore wise. Calling it now there's gonna be a character named VANESSA and her nickname is VANNY even though this movie is about the first game and has NOTHING TO DO WITH VANESSA. There's gonna be a kid named Cassidy, another kid named Gregory, circus baby is gonna come out of nowhere, there's gonna be a nightmare animatronic reference, one kid is gonna look like the crying child for no reason, Springtrap is gonna talk a lot and take away the horror- its gonna be a mess. The lore will be a terrible. mess.

Horror wise it might be awesome but I am NOT looking forward to all the crap they're gonna mix in with the lore. Its soooo simple, just make a spooky movie that captures the terror that the first game created. Recreate the mystery and horror. Bonnie disappearing, Foxy running down the hall. Freddy's music. Maybe Golden Freddy?? Hints of a darker past with dead kids. It would be awesome. They don't gotta complicate the lore by adding all the other games into it but I know they will-

@palettepainter :DD Thank you!!

@randox-talore Nope! The flowers don't make them bigger. They just give the bros ice/fire powers :}

@devastatorst

Pretty much XDD

@andysalleyway

:DDD Thank you so much!! Honestly I'm surprised by the number of my followers that are into the same fandoms I'm into. Sounds like I've found my people! XDD

Thanks, I'm hoping it finally gets through to people and they'll just leave me alone..

It is! But ya gotta DM me for it so I can sus out your blog :x

I need to have some idea of who I'm letting in-

:DD Thank you so much! Also sorry, I don't take requests :/

@montygatorshusband

THANK YOU! I don't support any ships from any fandoms, I just personally don't like them. So having people harp on me and my AU because a "canon ship" isn't in it was really annoying.. 😓

Glamrock Bonnie and Foxy would be thinking "Wow, they look different/great! :00"

Glamrock Freddy and Chica are like "WHY IS BONNIE SO LARGE"

Oooo that would be cool! All my versions of Bonnie are slow, so having him throw things at Gregory would be terrifying-

@ocinstituterep

The reason why I haven't drawn any classic mermaids like that is because it felt kind'a weird to add a half human creature into the Octonauts universe. Considering humans don't exist in it.. Now that post with the mermaid thing actually has the creature looking humanoid for sure. Because it would look more alien if it was human. But I kept the scales because a straight up half human mermaid would just feel out of place-

@mashmellowy

Firealpaca! :}}

@oddesto

XD Thank you!! Also my WHOLE BLOG?? Dang. I apologize for all the Gravity falls cringe you had to see-

XD Factual Fanta, that's great 🤣🤣

@citrusfruitman

I think those people are just salty because they wanna draw my stuff but I wont let them. My true fans will have basic human respect and just not draw fanart without sending me hate and rude comments.

@danman22ful

Monty is much more mellow and kind in the Partial swap. Although he still can be a bit of a grump sometimes. The way Bonnie is treating everyone (mostly Foxy) really angers/upsets him.

Roxy hasn't changed a whole lot tbh. Full of grief and self loathing. Except I don't think she'd have this "I'm better than you" attitude. Her thinking that Freddy's death was her fault would crush her. Just like Monty was crushed in the OG au.

:DDD Thank you!! Also really? :00 Wow, great minds do think alike! XD

Aw, I'm sorry that you relate to Bonnie's struggles, <:(

I was thinking he would do 1 of 2 things.

Either this bombshell that his late friends of 10 years are alive, would be so emotionally overwhelming that he would completely shut down. Literally. They would break into his room and Bonnie is collapsed on the floor. And cannot be reactivated. And when he does eventually reactivate, he absolutely refuses to acknowledge or speak to anyone in anyway..

OR, hearing that Chica and Freddy are alive, would completely drown out any other feeling. They're alive, he would rush out of his room to go see them. All of his stress, all of his anger would be swept away in favor of his anxiousness to see his friends again. And finally, he would talk to people again somewhat. Every day would get easier knowing that once its over he can go see Freddy and Chica again.

I haven't decided which one is better <XD

@burningmusicfunnygiant (Post in question)

Oh a whole mix of emotions. Mostly joy and sadness though.. Joy to see them alive after all these years. But sadness too see the horrible states they're in.. Mostly Freddy's state-

<XD Don't worry I wont. I know some of the angsty bits of Bluey but not enough to draw stuff and traumatize you all-

You are spared this time! XDD

[autisticdiluc]

AYANO AISHI REDESIGN

yandere sim...

Guys I freaking love ayano... She's been on my mind for so long and I finally got out of an art block and the first thing i decided to do was draw her because do NAWT get me started on how terrible the actual promo art is..

Let me break down the redesign I had for ayano and also I kinda just did what I liked because Lol?? I can.??

NUMBER 1: I HATE that fuck ass short skirt,, in game I can ignore it cause I'm too busy worrying about the characters more than the actual designs but holy shit in the promo art?? (May all the deities out there bless my eyes from this)

Warning for the promo art because..yeah...

The chronic blush kills me because my pookie bear doesn't even do that unless it's around taro

And holy shit these thigh highs are so ?? I wish I could bleach my eyes rn (nothing wrong with thigh highs honestly it's just how it's drawn here)

Now in my redesign the tie is short and there are some pieces missing from the shirt but honestly my main priority is covering her up.

On another note I literally get COLD from seeing her promo art cause hello.?? I feel like ayano would be a really cold person just in general so I gave her some under sleeves because why not besides they look cute!

Her skirt is long because 1. most schools need skirts alteast touching their knees from what ive seen in the almsot 2 decades I've been alive and 2. I felt like it

NUMBER 2: face

Her hair I kept relatively similar cause I feel like if I took it away I'd be taking ayano away but that's just me NOW her lips I feel like she would really wear lipstick to keep a 'natural' look I KNOW ryoba suggest to wear some but they're like a muted pink naturally so she just keeps it like that

Luckily for her! In my redesign bed resting face kinda looks like she's happy so she doesn't necessarily gotta do anything yk??

Number 3: her casual outfit....

The miniskirt, thigh highs and GLOVES is really killing me

The shirts find and honestly so is the miniskirt by ITSELF but I wanted to change it so I did. Her thigh highs are just..?? Unnecessary here I fear. Don't get me wrong I'm sure if it was a better outfit (and a better creator) she could've pulled it off but because of multiple things it just doesn't work. The clash of that green with the miniskirt jean isn't really complementing the black thigh highs

Also the gloves?? I get that like ayano buys yk rat poison and sedatives and blah blah blah but gloves... In the middle of the day/night... In THAT outfit.... It just doesn't work for me

Ryoba didn't wear gloves and she still got her man so I don't get why ayano has to.. if anything have y'all ever seen were germaphobes get a plastic bag and use it to pick up stuff? I feel like that could be used in a situation like this instead of just gloves out in the open,, honestly thats just highkey suspicious (coming from someone who wore various kinds of gloves when going out before)

For me redesign I just wanted something a bit more cuter I feel,, I think the green top couldve been good by itself but once again i get cold looking at her so boom sleeves but then i realized it looks a lil plain (which probably was the point but executed in the worst way possible) so I gave her one of those tops with another shirt connected to it in a lighter minty color. Besides I think it served a purpose to let her JORTS not clash terribly with the darker green,, and I actually like the idea that she wears tights so I gave her black tights (which yk is like the thigh highs but yk not)

Anyway that's my redesign of ayano my pookie bear who can do no wrong she's just a girl or doesn't matter if she's a murderer or not 💭❤️