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[senblades]

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[after-witch]

Bookworm [Yandere Mahito x Reader]

Title: Bookworm [Yandere Mahito x Reader]

Synopsis: Mahito doesn't like that you have an interest in a book character.

Word count: 1787

notes: yandere, kidnapped reader, mentions of other people being tortured/killed, supreme self indulgence of the highest order

“Who is the smiling man?” 

The silence that had existed between the two of you was broken by a question that made you flinch. Well, why not? Mahito has been quiet all morning--and afternoon, actually, which perhaps should have startled you more than his sudden words. 

But you were too happy to enjoy some quiet (you would never say “peace and quiet,” not down here, not with him); all too happy to curl up in your haphazard nest on the floor with some books that took  you away from this place. Away from Mahito.

Who was, of course, still here. Lounging in his hammock with a pile of books sagging down the netting. 

You couldn’t tell exactly what he was reading from down here--you probably needed new glasses, a subject you were certainly not going to bring up with Mahito, who might reiterate his offer to “fix” your eyes. It looked like a bundle of pages stapled together. Maybe he went to the library and printed off obscure articles to read again. 

“Hey,” he calls down, and the first hint of worry begins to prickle on your arms at his uncharacteristically serious tone, “Answer me.”

Your mind stutters, tries to put one word in front of the other, and make sense of it all. 

The smiling man? The smiling man, the… ah. From Small Spaces. The otherworldly supernatural entity who lives in a world behind mist and has a penchant for making deals with people for their greatest wishes. 

It’s not your fault that you haven’t thought about him in ages. It’s not like you had copies of your books with you, and the fun you had with imagining him in an endless number of scenarios had fallen by the wayside considering your circumstances. 

It’s hard to daydream about worlds behind mist and cornfield servants when you’re watching people be turned into grotesque experiments that had them, sometimes quite literally and loudly, begging for death.

Mahito is looking down at you now, staring expectantly. 

“He’s a character,” you say, fidgeting on the floor. “From a book series.” You look down, flip a page in your book, although you haven’t finished reading the last one, and ask, casually as you can muster: “Why?”

Mahito, up above, flips a page. You can hear the wobble in the paper--not a bound book, that’s for certain. And there’s some low, primal sense that shivers through you which says, plainly, that he’s actually reading whatever’s in front of him. 

“You write about him a lot.”

Oh.

Low, slimy dread filters into your stomach. Thick and gelatinous, resting at the bottom of your belly like an unwanted slug. 

“I… don’t know what you mean,” you say, voice only half-there, because while you are apparently stupid enough to lie to Mahito’s face, you’re not stupid enough to think he’ll believe you. 

You are just stupid enough to think that he won’t know exactly how deep your interest in this particular character goes; before Mahito took you, you thought about him all the time. You’d take walks and daydream about him, write story after story; you’d even commissioned fanart of him, because it wasn’t like there was a plethora of fanart for a character from a middle grade horror book. 

Mahito huffs out a sigh. Quick and short, it sends a shock right down your stomach. 

“Get you a man,” he starts, and confusion buzzes through your brain until he continues. “Who is an otherworldly entity that is so petty when an 11 year old beats him that he traps her in another world, leaving her to a fate worse than death, and laughs until he cries about it.”

You wrote that. There’s a vague memory of when you posted it--after you’d taken a walk, you think, and reread your favorite parts in the books for a few hours. But the way Mahito says it makes it sound--you don’t know how to explain it. Like saying the words out loud almost pains him; they come out clipped and bitter. 

Bitter? But why?

He doesn’t stop there. He reads something else, voice getting higher, almost mocking the way you talk. And that bitterness is still there, a thread continuing through every syllable.

“What if we kissed in the corn maze before you turned me into a scarecrow servant whose soul slowly gets dried out and useless and in the end you feed it, crunchy and tasteless, to your hellhound.” 

He takes a breath. Then--

“One particular aspect of the Smiling Man’s cruelty that I truly adore is that he can make people feel understood. He can make them feel like he cares, like he’s lending a listening ear, like he’s wanting to help them out and make them feel nice.”

Another breath--and he continues, again and again, reading your posts. Quoting your stories. Listing off the titles, the imagine posts, everything you’ve said about him.

All the while, bitter and mocking, his voice raising now and then in an imitation of your own. 

Then he gets to the last page of his clearly self-created tome and stares down at you, waiting, expectant. 

And you… you actually glare up at him. 

Because you're scared, sure. You’re always scared in some way, when you’re with Mahito. But there’s something else too, something that digs its way out of the rot in your gut and sticks up a petulant middle finger.

How dare he do this. How dare he take something that was yours and make it his; put it in his mouth and sneer over it. 

“Have you been--” Your mouth sticks together, refusing to let you accuse him of what you know he’s been doing. Stalking your online profiles. “That’s… that’s private,” is what you finally mutter, cheeks feeling hot and that half-buried petulance pushing you forward. “It’s not any of your business.” 

“Private?” He mutters the word softly, cradling the sound.

And then--

Mahito doesn’t often move fast around you. He prefers to be slow, languid. Calculating. You think it’s because that terrifies you more.

But now, in a moment, he goes from being slouched in his hammock to leaping down and crouching right in your face--there’s sudden pain in your head, and you realize he’s grabbed your hair and yanked it back.

That metaphorical middle finger sinks back down into the slimy gut sludge.

“Not from me,” he says, low, a warning. “Not for you.”

This is all it takes for tears to prick inside your eyes.

Mahito’s lips quirk up. Just a little. Just enough for you to notice.

“You’re going to cry already? I didn’t even do anything.”

Your eyes dart up and back, towards where he’s currently gripping your hair hard enough for it to sting.

He sighs through his nose. “This isn’t anything. You know that. Don’t be childish now.”

But--he lets go of your hair, and doesn’t grab for you when you scoot backwards on your blanket nest. Instead, he plops himself down, crossing his legs and resting his chin on his elbow.

You don’t speak. You don’t want to, and you don’t know what to say. Sometimes it’s better to be quiet around Mahito, so he doesn’t get ideas. Although he comes up with them on his own just fine, even if you try to stay silent.

It’s Mahito who breaks the silence.

“Why do you like him so much?”

How silly, to feel embarrassed right now. With the creature in front of you, and what he can do. But that’s what makes your cheeks burn: embarrassment. 

“I don’t know,” you mumble, because while you are stupid in so many ways, you’re still smart enough to know he wants an answer. “I guess I just like antagonist characters sometimes.” Well, most of the time. But it’s better to keep that from Mahito, if you can.

Mahito’s lips quirk here and there while he thinks. Then he looks at you with something like genuine confusion.

“You say that you like how awful he is. The awful things he does. So…” He tilts his head a little. “You should like me. Right?”

Your fingers pick at the loose threads of your clothes. Your eyes don’t meet his entirely--they flick up and down, from your legs to his face. 

“It’s not the same thing,” is what you come up with. But how to explain that to a curse?

Mahito frowns. 

“I don’t understand.” No bitterness, no pouting. A simple statement of fact.

“He’s not real.” You swallow against the minefield that all of this is making you step through, hoping you’ll avoid them. “But you are. That makes it different.” 

Mahito leans forward, grabbing your wrists, pulling you closer to him with a yanking, childish gesture.

“So you should like me more,” he says, a slight pout in his tone. “Because I can really do those things.” His eyebrows raise, and you swear you can hear a buzzing light bulb go off. “I could turn someone into a scarecrow for you.” He smiles, sudden, excited. “Do you want me to find some school children to torment?”

“No!” Your voice cracks. There are brief images in your mind--the people he’s tortured and killed, experimented with, before you were here and while you’re here and probably after you’re dead and gone--and you shake them away. 

Mahito’s eyebrows furrow. He groans and rolls his eyes backwards until they are entirely white, not in mockery or an attempt to scare you, but in irritation. Fingers squeeze your wrists briefly and let go, and you stay quiet, trying to fight your urge to cry, until Mahito slowly rolls his eyes back to stare at you.

His gaze flicks over you, until he catches your eyes with his. 

“You won’t write about him anymore.”

You don’t take a moment to answer this time.

“I won’t.”

“You won’t read those books anymore.”

“I won’t,” you stay. “I haven’t. I--don’t even have copies anymore.”

Mahito smiles, a little. Maybe it’s a good thing you never asked him to find you a copy, a thought which had been a brief temptation a while back.

And then he leans in closer again, until his nose touches yours.

“You won’t think about him anymore,” he says, quiet, solemn. Not an order but a matter of fact. 

You don’t answer. You swallow against a bitter taste in  your throat; you swear, sometimes, that the sludge in your gut is real and tries to make its way out sometimes.

Mahito presses his nose against yours until it starts to hurt.

“You won’t,” he says again, this time more to himself. “I’ll make sure of it.”

[heizlut]

From Hero to Whore

Part 1

cw: noncon. one mention of blood. public fucking

tags: genshin nobushi. afab reader. dom mob characters. no use of y/n. only pronoun used is “they”. if y’all think of more lemme know

for reference (using the image): the hitsukeban is the left, kikouban in the middle (yeah yeah i know that’s actually a hitsukeban but there’s no fanart for kikouban so 🤷🏻‍♀️), and jintouban to the right

nsfw under the cut

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you had been sent on a commission to disband a nobushi camp nearby that has been terrorising others in the area. you approach them cautiously, ready for a fight. a hitsukeban nobushi takes notice first and stands up from his spot with a smirk on his face, “it’s my lucky day.” the two other nobushi, a kikouban and jintouban, finally take notice of you, cruel smirks cross their faces as well.

you get yourself in position to fight, only to notice as they get closer just how much taller and larger they really are compared to you. you hesitate, taking a step back. the kikouban notices and clicks his tongue, “Going somewhere?” The three nobushi begin to circle around you, no one making a move yet. You couldn’t help but catch the predatory gaze in their eyes as they looked you up and down. So caught up in wondering what they were thinking, you failed to catch the hitsukeban before he grabbed you, pulling you backwards against his large body with his katana pressed to your throat.

The jintouban crouches down so he’s at your level, “Here’s how this is going to work, little one. If you want to live, you’ll do as we say. If you fail to follow our rules.. well.. you die.” He shrugs nonchalantly at the last part and the other nobushi let out rumbling laughs. You struggle against the hitsukeban’s grasp only for him to further press his katana harder, drawing a little bit of blood, “Now now, you better watch yourself, little one. Wouldn’t want our prize to get killed before we’ve even gotten to the good part.” He slashes your shirt open in one swift movement of his katana, making you gasp and quickly move your arms to cover your now exposed chest. before you can cover up, the jintouban grabs your arms and pulls them down to your sides, “Ah ah, not so fast” He and the kikouban eye your exposed chest hungrily, licking their lips.

You gulp and turn your head away from their gazes only for the hitsukeban to reach down and grasp your chin, harshly turning your face back to the two other nobushi in front of you, “Eyes on them, sweet thing.” The jintouban, still crouched in front of you, reaches out and pinches your hardened nipple between his fingers making you let out a small whimper. He lets out a chuckle as he pinches and twists it, “Such a cute little noise. Wonder if we can get more out of you.”

He leans forward, latching his mouth to your other nipple and sucks it harshly, occasionally biting down on it just enough to cause a bit of pain. You let out a sound that is a cross between a moan and loud sob. This makes the jintouban let out a satisfied moan as his tongue circles your sore nipple, still pinching and twisting the other. The hitsukeban behind you grasps your throat in a harsh grip, you can feel his cock hardening against your back.

You look up to the kikouban, only to see that he’s palming his erection through his pants as he watches the others with you. The look in his eyes a cross between predatory and jealousy. He catches you looking at him and he smirks, “See something you want?” He saunters over to you, the hitsukeban grasping your throat forces you to look up at the approaching kikouban, “Open your mouth, whore.” He demands as he lightly smacks your cheek to get you to open up for his friend.

You obediently open your mouth for the kikouban who tugs his pants down just enough to let his large, girthy cock out of its confines. Your tongue lolls out of your mouth and the kikouban taps his leaky cock on your tongue then pushes in harshly, causing you to sputter and choke. “That’s it, whore. Take it. Take this fucking cock”, he begins fucking your mouth and his head tilts back in ecstasy, letting out a low groan.

The jintouban finally releases your sore nipples and reaches down under your skirt and rips off your panties in one go, beginning to rub your clit. He chuckles darkly when he feels just how soaked you are, “Such a fucking slut. You’re into this, aren’t you.. The little hero getting all wet and needy for the enemies, hah! What a good whore for us…” You moan loudly around the kikouban’s cock, the vibrations from your moan draw a loud groan from the kikouban causing his cock to twitch in your mouth and release his hot, thick cum down your throat. You sputter as you try to swallow it all. “Thats it…swallow it all, slut”, the hitsukeban commands.

There’s so much cum that it drips down your chin as the kikouban pulls out of your mouth. He clicks his tongue in disappointment, “What a fucking waste. Couldn’t even manage to swallow it all. How worthless.” He crouches down next to the jintouban and uses his fingers to gather up the cum dripping down your face and shoves his fingers in your mouth, “We’re gonna have to punish you for that, you know that right?” You whimper as you suck the cum off his fingers. The hitsukeban lets go of your throat and grasps your hair harshly, pulling you to the ground so you’re laying on your back.

He gets on top of you, his arms and large body caging you in. He grabs your wrists in one hand and pins them above your head, “Let’s teach you some manners, now shall we?” You do your best to keep still under him, but can’t help the way that your cunt clenches around nothing. He moves off of you, leaving you lying there a little confused and very exposed, “Hands and knees now, whore.”

You scramble into the position he wants you in and wait in anticipation. The three nobushi take a moment to observe your exposed body, relishing in how obedient you are for them despite them being your enemy and the fact that you are quite literally out in the open for anyone passing by to see.

The hitsukeban kneels down behind you. his fingers trail up your slit, your arousal already coating his fingers, “So fucking wet already, i don’t even think i need to prep you” He laughs darkly. He pulls his long, thick cock from his pants and rubs his length on your slit, allowing your slick to cover his length before pushing in harshly. You cry out from the sudden intrusion. The hitsukeban lets out a low groan from his throat, “So fucking tight for me… fuck” He lets out a broken chuckle at your whimpering, “Don’t worry, little one, this is only just the beginning.” Before you can react to his words, he begins slamming into your tight wet hole harshly, drawing loud, lewd moans from you. Tears begin slipping down your cheeks and the jintouban kneels down in front of you. He grasps your chin, forcing you to look up at him and he smirks, “How cute..” He leans forward, licking the tears off your cheeks causing you to grimace. He chuckles darkly and begins pulling his thick cock from his pants, “You haven’t given me much attention yet, sweetheart. Be good and open up for me, yeah?” His tone seemed a little gentler than the other two, making you somewhat trust him more than the others

You oblige and hesitantly open your mouth for him. “Such a good girl for me”, he coos and slowly pushes his cock into your mouth, letting you adjust to the thickness, “Relax for me, sweetheart.” You try your best to relax your jaw and throat despite his friend fucking into you harshly from behind so you can take more of his length. The jintouban lets out a soft moan as he finally slips a little deeper into your throat, “Fuck yeah, just like that…” He places one large hand on the back of your head, tangling his fingers in your hair gently as he guides your head to move along his length. Suddenly, the hitsukeban pulls out of your cunt from behind you and lifts you up, placing you on top of him, impaling you into his awaiting cock. The action causes you to sputter on the jintouban’s length and let out a muffled lewd moan. The kikouban plants himself behind you and spread your ass, spitting on your tight hole, “Saved the best for last…” He wastes no time in pressing his leaky tip against your tight rim causing tears to fall down your cheeks again. The jintouban notices your tears again and reaches down to wipe them away with his thumb and softly says, “Be a good girl and take it. I know you can do it.” You let out a whimper around his cock which turns into a muffled cry as the kikouban bottoms out in your tight ass.

If you had known that taking this commission would’ve led to you getting fucked by the men you were supposed to defeat all at the same time, you wouldn’t have accepted the commission. Or maybe.. you would’ve. You couldn’t help but think about the way they made you feel. The degradation, the way they used you as they pleased did something to you… What was happening to you? The pain had morphed into pleasure you and find yourself squirting all over the hitsukeban’s cock as he fucking into you harshly. This earned you a low growl from his throat and he felt himself reach his climax, fucking his hot cum into your tight cunt. The feeling of you clenching also affected the kikouban fucking your ass. He threw his head back, letting out a grunt as his cock twitched in your ass as he released his second load that day. The jintouban finally reaches his peak and send loads of thick cum down your throat, “Such a good fucking girl for us..” They all pull out, cum leaking from your holes and you collapse on top of the hitsukeban, panting heavily and rest your head on his broad chest. He pats your head, “You’re ours now.”

a/n: i… whew… just writing this did something to me 😮‍💨

my grammar is all over the place during this so i’m sorry lol

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[furiarossa]

Quick, that mad scientist needs a ghost! J-just to experiment on it, not like to... to smooch or anything... ah ah ah...

More Vlad x Maddie ballpoint pen sketches (featuring also Jack, because, well, it's kind of a continuation of this). 

[Oh, and a lot more of our Danny Phantom fanarts: Here’s our tag!]

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[theesteppenwolf]

Do i want to make and post more personal art and fanart? Absolutely.

But I’m a student who needs money lmao so I’m sorry if I only post commission work sometimes peeps.

Not that I don’t like doing them, I love working on comms but you know sometimes it’d be nice not to have to worry about certain things.

Ah well, so it goes.

[brisquad-unit-4402]

IM LOSING IT OVER YOUR RECENT IKE FIC. LIKE OH MY GOD. its so sweet and heartwrenching i felt just as nervous and anxious as reader the entire time, and when ike reciprocated my heart MELTED AHHH his freckles!!! how kind and beautiful he is, and his confusion turning into acceptance and his SQUEALSSS AAAA. i cant take it this is my fav ike and probably luxiem fic of all time. all of your hard work paid off so well, it was so well structured and emotional and everyone felt so real!! like they arent characters, theyre actual people!!

ahh, now i wish i knew ike's perspective during those stream moments and his reaction to pen and paper ship content HAHA. i imagine he swiftly bookmarks it on his private account but he keeps blushing and his hands shake whenever he sees any fanart WAAAH. maybe one time he sees pen and paper kissing and he cant properly look at the notifications from reader's chat without FLUSHING RED i love them so bad

i love whenever i'm reading a fanfic and it's so sweetly emotional that you feel your own emotions kicking in. so whenever i hear my work has that effect on someone else it's one of the nicest feelings in the world and WHAT DO YOU MEAN FAVORITE IKE AND/OR LUXIEM FIC EVER. that's super high praise thank youuuuu sobsobsob

i mean this is the kindest most /posi way possible but "they aren't charcters, they're actual people" is the scariest compliment i've ever heard. like on one hand i'm genuinely happy! i worked really hard on keeping multifaceted personalities in mind even for the minor characters! but also Oh No. I'm Writing Vtubers. We Need To Play This So Carefully And So Conscious Of The Creator/Audience Boundary Or My Ass Is GONE

real talk one of my most favorite ike things is when he squeals at something cute or because he's embarrassed ahhhh. and his speaking voice gets so high pitched and soft when he's flustered too like?? it's probably my favorite charm point of his

the ogs remember the poll i ran like a month ago about if ike should have freckles or not. shoutout to the landslide victory, if i remember correctly 97% of voters wanted ike with freckles! so glad that worked out, it works so well with the star theme and the difference between an online friendship meeting irl, and how reader loves them because it's a reminder that they have so much to learn about ike and are ready/willing, and also, freckles are just plain adorable. ike is just plain adorable. put them together and if i were richer and thirstier i'd be commissioning an artist

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

real talk tho i feel like ike goes from 1 to 100 whenever he catches himself simping over reader before the off-collab. either he's really good at acting composed, being normal, just interacting with his best friend like best friends do... or he's a stuttering, blushy mess that wavers like jell-o.

ike's the type of guy to sleepily check twitter before going to bed and whenever he sees pen and paper on his fyp it's like he snaps awake. maybe even squeaks or goes "a!" if it's especially.... you know. sometimes he can't even comprehend that people want him and reader to. well. his mouth goes dry.

and then he feels so dirty and embarrassed just because it's there, but... he's still looking at it. is it bad he's still looking at it? it definitely is but it's captivating, in a way. somehow. the artists are so talented, and somehow they nail your body language to a t, and the way your hair swoops above your eyes, and draw you with the cutest little expressions, and—

ah, who is he kidding.

in moments of weakness it triggers something in him to bury his face a little deeper in his blankets, pretend the screen's light would cool the heat pooling over his cheeks, and search the hashtag himself.

not even three pieces of fanart later, he has to throw his phone face-down on the mattress, cover his blush with a pillow, and now he's definitely squealing. it's healing and it makes him ill. it's... pretty. you're pretty. and he's pretty dumb for letting a silly crush distort itself like this.

the worst part is that some of these line up a little too well with daydreams he wanted to lock away until the end of time. he likes when he takes the lead. the stunned, puppyish expression so rare it only shows up on your face during the biggest plot twists during a stream, but coated in a darkened blush as he pecks them on the cheek, elegant and composed. calm.

ohhhh, this can't be good for his heart. especially when ike himself is so red-faced just thinking of it. calm, his foot.

still with the pillow over his flush, ike feels around for his phone and sets it on his nightstand. he chides himself. that's enough internet for the day, eveland! now quit acting like a shoujo high schooler in love and go to bed already, it's not going to happen!

he sets his face into a determined frown as he lifts the pillow and sets it aside. with any luck, he'd go the rest of the night without thinking of reader and his feelings for them.

the frown eases as he nestles into his blankets and tucks himself in. soft sheets and warm comfort greet him as he shuts his eyes, and he enters the fluffy haze of sleep as he slips into dreamland...

...is what he'd like to say, but not even ten seconds later his eyes snap open and jerks upright in bed. wait, i'm acting like i'm in love?!

he sits with the thought seeping through his brain like a corrosive acid, filing through every little moment he daydreamed about you, and when those don't paint him a picture he likes, he tries to recall the moments he shared with you instead. those are even fonder, and even worse.

he slaps his hands over his face and sighs, and when it sounds lovesick he sighs even more.

✧. ┊ masterpost ✧. ┊ kofi

[zzoupz]

if i had the money i would 100% commission you to draw fanart of me and my f/o but then again i do not have $120 lying around sadly

ah well glad ur interested 🫶

[godbirdart]

oh also hey i know you literally JUST closed commissions but i'm curious ! would u ever be willing to draw humans (sauce cat flavored) for commissions or would comms be exclusively for feral/anthro characters?

oh i'm more than happy to take commissions for human characters!! i just don't display em in my commission price guide because, well... half my example gallery is men flirting, fighting, or on the ground. i can't advertise that!!

case in point:

that and my demographic is probably 75% furries and furry-adjacent. i honestly haven't put much thought into whether or not people might be interested in commissioning me for human / humanoid art aH

casual note for new followers: yEAH so, i draw fanart sometimes. @sauce-cat started as a throwaway where i'd shove my human art practice, but now it's the designated human OC / fanart posting alt.

[sarahowritesostucky]

2023 In Review : Authors' Edition

What’s something new that you tried in a fic this year? How did it turn out and would you do it again? I wrote my first drabble. Plan to do more as part of my compliments to fanart that I like and reblog.

How many fics did you work on this year? (They don’t have to be finished or published!) 28

What’s something you learned about yourself as a writer? I overuse semicolons and dashes and the first step is admitting you have a problem.

What piece of media inspired you the most? Handmaid's Tale, Snowpiercer (And of course MCU just b/c of Stucky)

What fandom(s) did you write for this year? Marvel/MCU, Actor RPF, Supernatural, Fresh, Snowpiercer, Knives Out

What ship(s) captured your heart? Stucky already had my heart. I really got into other C.Evans and S.Stan characters paired with OFC's, this year though.

What character(s) captured your heart? I liked exploring Curtis Everett and Lloyd Hansen. But I still ride or die for Steve&Bucky.

Did you write for a new fandom or ship this year? Yes!! Lots of new M/F pairings, and 5 new C.Evans characters.

What fic meant the most to you to write? "The Carter Academy for Omega Excellence"--because this was my first commissioned fic and I'm super proud of that. Plus, I've formed a friendship with the person who asked for it!

What fic made you feel the happiest to work on? No clear winner for this one, just a ton of ties. Fluffiest fic was "Angels Are Avian Adjacent"

What fic was the most satisfying to finish writing? "The Merging: A Union" - just b/c I've left the SN fandom and was glad to have given the story an end.

What fic was the most difficult to write? Did you finish it? "Medically Necessitated" - because there is SO much I want to include in the plot of this one and it just is hard to keep it all straight in my head sometimes. Plus I'm rarely in the mood to write it because I hold the tone and quality of the writing so dear to my heart, that I don't want to just phone it in or half ass it. It is not finished (yet!).

What fic was the easiest to write? "Wet Dream" was written as a Bingo fill, and it felt like it came pretty easily.

What were your shortest and longest fics this year? "It Started with Helga the Lunch Lady" - 863 words "Medically Necessitated" - 91,000 words

Rec a fic you wrote or posted in 2023 "Medically Necessitated"

What were you go-to writing songs? "Wicked Game," "Enjoy the Silence," "I want to," "Like U," "Say It," "Falling," "Insomnia," "Should Be Higher," "Daddy Issues."

What were your go-to writing snacks? Kratom, caffeine pills

What was the hardest fic to title? Hydra Sanatorium - the title was actually something else that I decided I didn't like, so it got changed.

Share your favorite opening line A 3-way tie between: 1. "As a gigantic fucking Duh, hiking that last mile home with an ass full of cum is no fun." (BB & his 1001 Fetishes, ch 34), 2. "The Morning When Steve Finds Out What Bucky Wants to do to His Dick:" (Modifications & Improvement of Functions), and 3. "Sebastian’s in the middle of taking a dump when he hears his phone out in the kitchen. “Ah, crap.”" (I Prefer Girls Who're Not Afraid to Cry)

Share your favorite ending line A 3-way tie between 1. "What the hell kind of simp-ass Dom even calls themself something stupid like "Bucky," anyway?" (It Started with Helga the Lunch Lady) 2. "And then, nodding at the box of Midnight Black #106 that the other man is considering, furtively advises, “... don’t do it.”" (Merry & Bright, part 2) and 3. "Well, Bucky utilized his super soldier stealth skills. Steve tripped into the floor lamp." (Good Ol' Fashioned Values)

Share your favorite piece of dialogue I couldn't sort through ALL of the dialogue, lol, but it would definitely be the dirty talk in one of them. A recent one that comes to mind is the sexually tense and taunting back and forth Bucky has with his half-sister in "Make it Stick", or the banter between Ransom and his ex-GF in "Who'd You Have to Blow to Get That Part?"

Share an excerpt from your favorite scene AGAIN, too too many to sort through them all, but I love the scene in Good Ol' Fashioned Values where Steve and Bucky are making love, and Steve is emotional over wanting to be the omega mate he used to be for Bucky, and Bucky tenderly reassures him that he's still the perfect mate: [[“Buck, oh, p-please …”

“Uh huh. That’s right Honey. So soft. You work so hard to go soft for me, don’t you Sweetheart?”

Steve whimpered in a way he rarely did anymore, hands flying up to cover Bucky’s on his neck. “Yes, yes,” he gasped. His fingers curled into Bucky’s metal ones and held on almost desperately. “Please. I can be good. Buck,”

It broke Bucky’s heart a little bit, and he cooed sadly and shook his head. “Aw, Stevie, no.” He changed his pace, slowing down and fucking in deep and staying there to grind them together. “You’re always good, Honey. Always. Even when you can’t.” Steve’s eyes got misty at that, and plaintive, sad sounds started working their way out of his throat alongside the moans. Bucky hushed him. “Shh sh sh, Sweetheart.”]]

Share the final version of a sentence or paragraph you struggled with. What about it was challenging? Are you happy with how it turned out? The last paragraph of Modifications & Improvement of Functions, because the tone of the fic was so lighthearted and so twisted at different points, I wasn't quite sure which tone I wanted it to end on. [[Steve’s old junker of a heart gets another ding in it. He pulls Bucky in close to be the little spoon, and lies there kissing at the back of his neck for a long, long time. “You always work right, Buck. You’re always perfect. I love you.” He traces the edges of the star that’s carved into the nape of his neck, and eventually he whispers, “We’ll go to the piercing shop tomorrow.”]]

What's something that surprised you while you were working on a fic? Did it change the story? That a 16 year old character may NOT be written engaging in even non-explicit sexual relationships in a Tumblr fic. I had to reformat a few details to be safe (but I increased the age gap super much instead, so nah nah! 😝(Got my abusive Tumblr Staff Troll 🧌to thank for that one.)

What did you use to write? (e.g. writing programs, paper & pen, etc.) Google Docs. Sometimes I'll jot something small down straight onto a Tumblr post.

If you had to choose one, what was THE most satisfying writing moment of your year? I'm just really satisfied with the themes and unique way the narrative handles the subject matter in Modifications and Improvement of Functions, I think. As well as how I navigated the half-sibling incest depicted in "Make it Stick"

Did you do anything special to celebrate finishing a fic? When I achieved 5 in a rows on Bingos, I posted the masterlists. First time doing that!

How did you recharge between fics? Sleep, binge eating, elliptical machine/gym, Youtube videos.

If this were an awards show, who would you thank? My supporters who have commissioned fics, my most frequent commentors/rebloggers, and the people who supported me when the Tumblr Staff Troll 🧌 started abusing her position. (@smlmsworld, @autumnrose40, @pia-bartolini, @pandafishao3, @albymangroves, @rogersbarneses, @cobaltmoonysart, @justsupersarahthings (@and the others who I probably forgot!)

What’s something that you want to write in 2024? I have a fic I was writing for the @stuckyhistoricalfiction challenge that I never finished because of an injury/recuperation, but I truly love the fic concept and what I have written so far, so I'd like to finish that this year, even if it's just a shorter version than I'd planned. I also had two fics I was supposed to write and another fic I was supposed to draw for, for the @stuckybangs, which I didn't complete due to the injury. I'd love to collab with those partners and fulfill their visions! BUT MOST OF ALL: I want to finish up many, if not most (or all 😅) of my WIPs that I have going. I love them all so much and have no intention of letting any of them remain unfinished forever!

[valtharr]

"AI art is immoral because it pulls from the works of other artists without their consent!"

Ah, so fanart is also immoral? And fanfic? Parodies? Collages? AMVs?

"AI art is immoral because you're taking work and money away from artists!"

Is driving your own car or bike, or even walking, immoral because you're taking work and money away from cab drivers? Is sending an email immoral because you're taking money away from the postal service? Is heating up a frozen pizza at home immoral because you're taking work and money away from the pizza delivery service? Was the invention of video game consoles immoral because it took clientele away from arcades? Is using an accounting software immoral because you might as well pay an accountant to do your taxes?

Listen, I'm not even a big fan of AI art, and I'd rather commission a real human being over trying to perfectly formulate a prompt and still getting something, well, artificial looking out of it, but those two arguments in particular make no sense! Why is using someone's intellectual property okay if a person does it, but bad if a computer does it? If we were to legally forbid generative AI models from using other people's work without their consent, what would your argument be for why we shouldn't expand that to human artists using other people's work as well? Why does Fair Use count for humans but not machines? I'm not even trying to defend AI generated imagery here, I'm asking questions you should have an answer to if you're trying to argue from a moral and especially a legal standpoint.

[dojae-huh]

Finally watched the programme with Doyoung and his fan who draws webtoons.

PDs did a really good job in choosing her. It's not just a nice story (a fan inspired and motivated by the idol), she has a perfect personality for a wholesome content of this kind. She was shocked and delighted but adapted quickly. Heh, see how she changed when she was showing Doyoung her fanart of him. She was proud, not just happy. She has a pretty, crisp style, and she progresses quickly (there is a noticeable jump from her early sketches to her CG current works). SM should commission some Naevis staff form her.

It also was a benefitial meeting for Doyoung. We remember individual stories, not statistics. Fans en mass bring idols a lot of troubles, its easy to get hurt and resentful, but they remember those who touch them with their words in fan letters, who use their songs in projects for kids in kindergarden, who are motivated by their work, and other people who show them they their work matters, that it changes someone's life or brings happiness.

I also like the girl's ambitious dream. So many don't even start on a journey believing they are useless/talentless and can't achieve anything above average. Wish the girl to keep her positivity and not be crushed by the obstacles on her way.

"Starting is accomplishment". Sounds like sweettalk, but actually profound for several psychological reasons. Of course, there should be a hidden stipulation "and finish what you have started", heh.

Ah, Doyoung-ah, give me some of your unfounded confidence...

Checked if people still watch and leave comments. They do. Some return to the video. This content is better than a one-time promo, it will keep helping Do to find new fans/secure them in the future as well.

P.S. Oh, there was one with Taeyong. I wasn't aware.

[veggieguy23-me]

Dammit. I saw a post requesting legend of Zelda fanart commissions and I remembered one I wanted to draw when I was younger and couldn’t and wrote out an ask asking for it and then drew a rough idea of the fanart because I didn’t think I was explaining it well enough, and then I went to take a picture and it was like “ah go to settings and turn on the camera and microphone” so I did and when I came back to the app the app reset and I lost the post draft and I lost the tumblr user and I lost the post requesting commissions and I can’t find it!!

Fuck I hate it when things reset without my permission!

[richeeduvie]

richeeduvie fanart

I just it all so much and I’m always honored. Just needed to keep it all in one place <3

BCS

(I swear there’s one I’m missing and I cannot find it for the life of me.)

More Commissioned Art!

Even More Art Here!

Okay, last one I promise! - The four above are commissions of @chainsawsangel

More. Again. Lana Del Rey inspired - @suuung

SUCCESSION

[rainbowpixiecat]

Getting back into Tumblr

Been meaning to for a long time now. I've been away for several years. Probably a lot, actually. I lost track of time. But yeah, I'm making an effort to get back into this site and all the things I love on here. Once I get new fanart of characters, I'll share it! I'm kinda broke cause I'm unemployed rn but I know some artists who'll let ya do payment plans, so that's my backup plan for now. And I plan to cut back on the rps and spend time focusing on finishing all those ABDL/emeto WIPs I have saved on my computer and Google docs. Right now, I'm really obsessed about Nightwing/Dick Grayson and the Batfam. I am watching a dub on YouTube of the Wayne Family Adventures comics and I wanna buy them, they're so good. The VAs for that are brill btw. ^w^ I'm still obsessed with Fresh from Worldview and Homestuck and Undertale as well. I seem to be finding new things to add to my list of things/characters to obsess over and be inspired by and love. Umm, oh, I found some amazingly well written fanfictions on AO3 by user alchemistsarego. My absolute favourites so far are Shaking in Your Arms Tonight and Connected. So FUCKING GOOOOD! Ha ha, definitely go give them a read if you love cute sick boys and the Batfam. <3 I sent their writer a couple messages asking if they do commissions (God, I so hope they do...) Cause I am thirsty for more of their writing and I already read all the Dick Grayson emeto fics I could find. XD Umm, what else...well, my emeto server is a thing! I've been trying to be more active on there lately too. And it's slowly growing. ^_^ I'm so happy. It's a safe place for anyone who loves emeto to come enjoy it. I came up with 2 new Mushi inspired sicknesses based on Mushi-Shi (I love that series). Of course they involve vomit. It's me. X3 Oh and I'm trying to limit the amount of rps I'm in. I visit Gaia Online and Neopets daily, as well as Discord. I'm also on Diapered Anime and Daily Diapers. I email Ah Bagels every now and then. Just sent one the other day, actually n' waiting to hear back, ahehe! Oh and I'm totally into Momma CQ and Worldview by Alaina Prana. They are awesome comics. Go check 'em out and give her all the love. <33

[wolfman-al]

Not sure what to make of this conversation…

I had the weirdest exchange earlier on DA and then on Discord and I am struggeling to make hands and tails of it. This person contacts me via notes on Deviant Art with the headline "willing to get the opportunity^_^":

Them: "Hey there! I hope things are going well on your end. I know this might seem a bit out of the blue, but I couldn't help but notice your awesome art gallery. Your commissioned pieces are seriously impressive! I was thinking, would you be open to the idea of me creating a piece for you in my own unique art style? My commissions are currently open, and I'd be absolutely thrilled to have the chance to work on something special for you. If you have a moment, you can find me on Twitter at XXXXXXX or on Discord as XXXXX. I hope it's alright that I'm reaching out like this. Looking forward to hearing your thoughts! Thanks a bunch!"

Me: "Sure, if you want to draw some fanart of my stuff, but I don´t pay for comissions at the moment. "

Them: "Thank you so much for replying me back! Actually i really love your characters and also i got some different thought's in my mind about your characters I'm really very excited to share my thought with ya Would you mind if we discuss my thoughts on discord? cause it is more easy for to deliver those there!

here is my Discord id: XXXXXX

so we can continue chat over there"

Me: "Sended."

Them: "Thank you so much ya so we can continue chat on Discord I'm on Discord"

Continiuation of the conversation on Discord -

Them : "Hayee! How's you?"

Me: "hi."

Them: "hi Thank you so much for Asking ❤️ Actually i really love your some characters and also some different thoughts in my mind about your characters I'm really very excited to share my thoughts with ya"

Me: "Go for it."

Them: "Thank you so much Gimme a moment i can share it with ya i really love your character ❤️"

They proceed tho share the photo I made of myself in Hamburg after I smached my face on the sidewalk, which makes me feel a little uncomfortable. -

"Actually i can write a story for your character and then make a comic for ya"

Me: "Outch, that was a painfull evening."

Them: "I'm sorry to hear that 😦 so can i write a story for ya? and then turn the story into a comic"

Me: "You want to use my fursone or one of my OCs?"

Them: "yeah"

Me: "? So you want to use my OCs?"

Them: "yes you can share it with me Yeah bcz i wanted to write a story about your Oc's and turn it into an amazing comic"

Me: "OK, which OCs do you have in Mind? The Twins? The Gods? Or some of the older characters?"

Them: "I guess the twins is best work for comic"

Me: "Cool."

Them: "waiting…"

Me: "Ah, do you need the character sheets?"

Them: "yeah you can share it with me so i can write a story for ya"

I send the links to the charactersheets of the twins on DA over -

Them: "That's really nice ❤️ so i can write a story for ya around 10 pages and each page contain 10 panels sounds Good for ya?"

Me: "Really happy that you want give me such a gift,"

Them: "well would you mind can we proceed with the pricing"

Me: "??? Excuse me? I Did tell you that I do not make comissions at the moment. I understood that you want to do fanart of my characters, not that I comission you for anything. If thats the case forget it. To make it clear, you are welcome to draw my characters as fanart, but I will not pay for it."

And eversince then just radio silence of them so far. Sorry for the long post, but what the hell was that? Was that just miscommunication? Was that person trying to scam me? I would say it is possible that English was not that persons first langlauge, but, their profile says that they are from an English speaking country. At times this conversation felt like I was talking to an AI. So what are your thoughts, friendos? Just what was that?

[turoce]

Seana’s 2020 art highlights (a thread)

(Note: this is a reupload of a thread i did on twitter a few years back. so these are really old.)

January: i didn’t draw anything complete that month.... closest thing i could find to finished is this art i made of my OC, Angelord. man. remember when i drew my OCs? [2023 note: it's..... funny you say that. you would try to start up an original comic for the entirety of next year.... not that it ever came to fruition.]

February: i finished Link’s Awakening that month. i drew Marin bc i thought she was cute. i wish i could get motivated to draw fanart of recent video games i finished more... this is probably the last proper traditional art i made this year... after this, it’s mostly digital.

March: look. i’m attempting anatomy... and i failed lol. i remember being like “how do you draw woman” after drawing this... i mean. i still wanna know how to draw woman, so i guess i haven’t changed lol. [2023 note: I STILL DONT KNOW HOW TO DRAW WOMEN]

April: wait NVM here’s another traditional piece i made this year. he was an adoptable i made... but nobody was interested in them so he’s with me for now. i’ll try and redesign them, either to sell them or to keep him. [2023 note: i never sold this guy.... i was lazy and nobody values points these days. probs for the best because scamming children with virtual coins is probably not a good idea lmao. at the same time, i wish there was an easy way to buy and sell designs+commissions without having to get a credit card or paypal or something.]

May: another month where i didn’t draw anything. buuut i did some plush sketches to reference so das dat. [2023 note: you'll probably be able to name most charas here, but who's the guy i drew the most? that's Matteo, he's a little pink vampire and i made him through Gatcha Life.]

June: ah. the month where i started digital art. this was fanart for my friend’s OC. i didn’t know a lot of features of digital art so it looks like shit LOL not the first digital art i made ever, but it might as well be. [2023 note: i actually received my tablet around 2018, but i never had time to draw on it because i had 1 hour of screentime every day. this restriction was finally lifted in 2020 (because online classes) and i finally had time to venture out into the world of digital art...]

July: i made a lot of stuff this month, but to shorten the list... i finished the plush of my OC, Matteo. i wanna make another plushie... maybe with Suitcase.

this was also the month i joined the OSC... oh hell. it’s been 6 months?? [2023 note: 2 YEARS BITCH. ITS GONNA BE YOUR 3RD ANNIVERSARY if i didn't get so tired and started to hate the community so much.]

August: ...ergh. lets get over with this month quickly... Object OCs this. Object OCs that.

occasional Algebians.

i do not like the art here... it really shows that i’ve improved. ok let’s get outta here. [2023 note: i fucking despise the person who asked me why "they were old" to my humanizations of the Dangos. this is why i refuse to join another public server ever again and might have contributed to the delay of my human drawing skills.]

September: lots of Taco II. i seriously liked her a lot. still do, but the love is a bit more spread out between characters.

oh. and i watched ONE that month. cool.

October: i finally found a style that i could weld. hooyah.

don’t ask why i drew my friend as a cat maid... i thought it was funny ok.

September: the month of gift art. nothing else to say, but i like the thin lines. yes, ‘thin’. ...god i need to think of better things to say. [i would then realize i said the wrong month, and unlike tumblr, i cannot edit tweets once published, so my only option was to delete the whole thing and start over. or just say this:] did i just say September... oh for fucks- no i am not fixing this i’m already tired of this just imagine i said November ok

December: best art of this year so far (doh) nothing to say. just... happy that i improved. can’t wait to improve even more.

[hey look! i was in the 2020 JnJ christmas video! thats me! me!!]

aaand, that’s all for this year! man, i thought i was done with improvement. i can’t believe i proved myself wrong. usually other people do that for me lol. lets see if i can disprove myself again in 2021.