#SEND MORE ASKS I WILL DRAW LITERALLY ANYONE FROM THIS SERIES

[a-mongooose]

YOUR BASEBALL DESIGN IS SO CUTE!!! Faints

OH MY STARS THANK YOU!!! auh I DREW HIM SOME MORE,,HES REALLY REALLY SILLY I MIGHT ACTUALLY LOVE HIM

THE GUY EVER <3

[amiableness]

Hi!! Just wanted to say that your dad!James series is genuinely one of the best series I have ever read on here! Keep up your amazing writing 💗

Could I perhaps request dad!James STRUGGLING with his very obvious breeding kink 😂 like they’re just doing domestic chores and routines around the house and James literally can’t keep his hands off her, even around Henry which makes Henry kind of curious of their relationship? Thanks!

Dad!James Potter x Bsf!Reader ☼ 991 words | pretty much 18+

thank you sm! so glad you're loving the series and i hope this is what you were picturing <3 series masterlist ; main masterlist

From the moment you stepped out in those sleep shorts—the ones that had been his undoing long before the two of you were even together—he couldn’t take his eyes off you. The shirt you had on wasn’t anything remarkable, but the fact that it was his made it irresistible.

There was something different about you, something that had James completely worked up. His eyes drifted down, tracing how your shorts clung to your hips—tighter than usual. To anyone else, the difference might have gone unnoticed, but he had the fit of those shorts committed to memory. They were snugger now. His brows knitted together as realization dawned: that must be it—you’d gained weight. 

And fuck, if that wasn’t the hottest thing to him.

There was something deeply satisfying about being by your side as he watched you grow older, your body changing in subtle ways over time. It was intimate, domestic, and it stirred something primal within him.

For a fleeting moment, the thought crosses his mind—you might be pregnant. But he quickly dismisses it. It was far too soon since you’d started trying for that to be possible.

Leaning against the wall, James stifles a low groan as his eyes lock on you bending over to put something—he has no idea what—into the cupboard. Whatever it is doesn’t matter. All he can focus on is you, and his thoughts are spiraling fast into dangerous territory.

Heat coils low in his stomach as his mind drifts, imagining himself dropping to his knees in front of you. He pictures the way he’d look up at you, tugging your shorts down your legs, draping one over his shoulder as his lips pressed warm kisses into your skin. He’d trail kisses, licks, and soft bites until your pleas filled the air, begging that you couldn’t take any more. The thought of rising to his full height, flipping you effortlessly so your palms landed with a sharp smack against the cool granite, sent a shiver through him. He could almost hear the soft whimper in your voice as you arched your back, telling him just how much you needed him. 

The desperation in your voice as you plead with him to fill you, to make you a mum, sends a desire thrumming through him. A thought flashes in his mind—if he were to get you pregnant, those infamous shorts would cling even tighter to your hips. The thought of you, all pregnant and pretty, leaves him feeling dizzy with want.

He’s never wanted anyone more in his life.

James calls your name, but you don’t turn around, too absorbed in flitting around the kitchen with your back to him. He had cooked dinner, which meant the clean-up was your responsibility tonight.

“Hm?” You hum in response, and James feels a flicker of desperation rise within him—he wants your attention, and it’s driving him mad. 

Completely oblivious to his gaze, you stretch onto your tiptoes, leaning over the counter to reach that tricky corner as you wipe it down. The way you move, utterly unaware, only makes it harder for him to tear his eyes away.

He pushes forward, his hands landing firmly on your hips with a squeeze, and you startle, completely unaware of how near he was.

“Can you pause for a second?” He asks, his voice low, drawing your attention. 

You glance over your shoulder, arching a brow. “I’m almost done. Just give me a few more minutes.”

“I don’t think I can.” He sighs, his hands sliding around your waist, moving deliberately as his fingers trace the curve of your hips and the softness of your stomach. 

“Wha—oh.” You breathe, your words faltering as you feel him pressed firmly against your back, his intent unmistakable. 

“There’s something about you in this shirt—my shirt—and these fucking shorts that’s driving me insane,” he mutters, his hand gliding up from your hips, tracing the curve of your stomach, brushing softly over your nipples before gently cupping your jaw, his touch deliberate yet achingly tender. He tilts your head to the side, leaning in to press a lingering kiss just below your ear. “You’re breathtaking. I don’t know how I got so lucky.”

A shuddering breath escapes you, the warmth of his words settling over you. You want to tell him you don’t know how you got so lucky, but you can’t find the words.

“Fuck, all I can think about is bending you over this counter and fucking you full of me.” 

Your breath catches, and you gasp sharply, twisting in his grasp to meet his gaze, your wide eyes searching his as heat blooms between you.

“Henry is right there.” You snap, and James casually glances over to his son in the living room, the blue light flickering over his little face as he watches the cartoon on the screen.

“He’s busy. I doubt he’d even notice if we snuck upstairs,” James murmurs, a grin spreading across his face as he hauls you closer, his hands firm on your waist. He dips his head, trailing open-mouthed kisses along the curve of your neck, each one sending a shiver down your spine. 

“Jamie,” you whisper, a soft hum escaping your lips as you feel him mumble a response against your neck, his breath warm and faintly teasing. “If you get Henry to bed I’ll let you do anything you want to me.”

James pulls back sharply, his gaze intense. “Anything?”

“Anything.” You reply, your voice steady.

James eyes you for a moment before calling out Henry’s name, then strides straight into the living room. You watch as he grabs the remote, shutting off the TV before effortlessly hoisting Henry over his shoulder. “Let’s go, bud. Bedtime!” 

A soft laugh escapes you as you hear Henry’s protests, followed by James scrambling for some random excuse for why it’s suddenly time for bed. Their voices fade as they head upstairs, and you’re left smiling in the kitchen.

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[runningfrom2am]

cold nights // part fourteen

summary: you showed him colours he knows he can't see with anyone else.

pairing: coriolanus snow x fem!reader

wc: 3.1k

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tags/warnings: tribute!reader and mentor!coriolanus, r is very sweet (too kind for this world. literally.), sunshine x grumpy trope kinda, he falls first, violence typical for the source material, r is very smart (as she should), district twelve!reader.

a/n: finally reunited ahh!! (also a note from me while i'm trying to find pics for the header: damn this dude does not look happy very often huh) (okay so update we're settling for a flashback photo bc coryo in his curls era does not SMILE bruh)

my asks are also open to talk about this series! (i do have emoji anons open now too!)

send me any and all of your thoughts! here!

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"Just right here." Lucy Gray stops on the gravel road, nodding up to the house in front of them.

"Okay, sweet." Sejanus smiles, already heading for the front porch but she grabs his arm, stopping him as Coryo just stares at the house, going slightly pale.

"Sejanus, how about you and I go figure out where you guys will stay, and come back for Coriolanus in a bit?" She offers, nodding toward him.

"Oh- uh, yes. Yeah. Good idea." He agrees, picking up quickly on what she meant. Coryo still hasn't said a word, just staring at the run-down shack that apparently was your home. It was clear that efforts were made to maintain the home, the fence had been patched in several places and there were flower beds outside. From what he knew about your family, that would make sense.

"Coriolanus?" Lucy Gray draws his attention again. "We're going to go find you a place to stay, and we'll come back for you in a bit. Does that sound okay?"

"Yeah that's... that's perfect. Thank you." He nods, in a trance-like state as he makes his way up to the door through some only slightly overgrown grass, before he has the chance to second-guess himself.

"He didn't even listen, did he?" Lucy Gray says, both of them watching him from the street.

"Not at all, no."

He can hear the two of them chatting as they disappear back down the road, and he looks for a doorbell that doesn't seem to be there, just settling for a knock instead. He waits a few moments after knocking on the wood, about to do it again when he hears a woman's voice come from inside. "One moment, I'll be right there!"

"I got it, Ma!" Comes from right behind the door as footsteps approach and it's swung open, a young boy standing there. "Hi." He says, eyeing Coryo up and down. It must be your brother.

"Uh, hi." He clears his throat. "Is Y/N here?"

"No, not right now." The boy answers. "Can I take a message for her?"

"Oh, well, my name is Coriolanus Snow, and-"

"Hold on! I'm coming!" The woman's voice comes again, much more excited as she rounds the corner from the hall, brushing her hands off on her apron. "You're Coriolanus?" She asks, a polite but delighted grin on her face as she gets closer.

"Yes, Ma'am." He nods in confirmation, a smile growing on his face. You look so much like your mother.

"Oh my goodness, come in, please! I didn't recognize you!" She gently moves her son out of the way, who is still staring at him with something unwelcoming behind his eyes. As soon as Coryo steps into the home, she's wrapping her arms around him in a hug. "Wow, it is so lovely to meet you! You came a very long way!"

"I did." He chuckles, hugging her back with as much politeness as he can muster behind shaking hands and a pale face.

"Come sit, Y/N will be home within the hour. She'll be just thrilled to see you." She pulls away, gesturing for him to follow her into the living area. "Are you hungry? You must be starving. Let me grab you something."  Your mother says, mostly to herself as he sits down on the couch.

"That would be great, thank you." He smiles, still nervous as he tries to adjust his posture on the slightly uncomfortable sofa, looking around. In reality, he hadn't been "starving" for some time now. It felt good to have a consistently filled fridge all the time, but he has hardly eaten since they left the Capitol. He was too nervous to even think about it.

"Why did you come here?" Your brother asks, making Coryo look away from the family photos that adorned the walls. Most of the frames were broken, photos blurry, but he could tell that to your family that didn't matter.

"I hadn't heard from her. I wanted to make sure she was doing okay." Coryo answers, stiffened by your brother's somewhat hostile energy and the thought of getting to see you so soon. Had you told him something you didn't tell your mother? Probably that he killed that boy, but it seemed unlike you to leave out the part where he had no choice. Unless Tigris was wrong.

Unless you still didn't see it that way.

Your brother hums, sitting in the chair across from the couch and leaning his elbows on his knees. To Coryo, this felt like an interrogation. Coming from a teenager, it was almost cute.

"Lennox, Honey, can you come help me for just a moment?" His mother calls him from the kitchen and he's shooting up again, glaring at Coryo as he walks away. He was confused, today alone he's gotten so many mixed signals on your feelings.

You stuck out the day at work, even though while you were reshelving returns you had to rush to the bathroom in the back to vomit after reading the back cover of an old book about a man who hunted humans. You were hoping by now this would happen less and less, but leaving the house had only made it worse. Getting a job was a mistake and you knew that, but your family was hardly scraping by before you were torn from your life- but neither of your parents could work the whole time you were gone. They were sick about it. Your mom still couldn't work, and you knew your father rarely ever slept these days.

You tried to hand over the winnings Coryo's Dean had given you as soon as you got home, holding it out to your parents with trembling hands as they opened the locked door for you. They wanted none of it. Not a dollar from your three thousand, which you had spent time counting and recounting on the train. They only wanted you home. You had hoped it would give you something else to talk about- that you could smile and be proud that you won and that now your family could live comfortably, at least for a little while. The idea almost made it worth it. As you counted your prize under the dim lighting in the train car, you had wondered if you would do it again for them. The money didn't make saying hello again any easier, though, and you cried for what must have been hours on the porch of your family home, the four of you tangled together in a hug bound together by tears.

It was hard to let go, but when they had, finally, your mother shoved the money back into your pocket and told you to save it. One day, you could buy your own home with it, and that wasn't a bad idea.

All you could do for them now that your money sat in a jar in your closet, the best you could do, was convince them you were fine enough for you all to move on and forget about it. The additional income of getting your own job helped, too. So, when your boss tried to send you home, you declined, and five o'clock couldn't have come fast enough.

You drink water out of an old jam jar on the way home, washing the taste of bile out of the back of your mouth. The fresh air made a world of difference. As much as you adored the smell of books, it got stuffy in there, especially in the summers. Even with the sun beating down on your shoulders over your button-up shirt, you felt better just making the walk home every day. The breeze blowing through the trees, the familiar paths beneath your feet, it was one of the very few things that could ground you in the reality that now, you were safe. That, and the meadow behind your house at night time. Reading under lantern light with the stars overhead and your family at your side, you never felt more real. It was truly over.

That's what you would do tonight, you decided, after a long nap following an unfortunate day. At the end of every unfortunate day, you still had that, and that meant the world to you.

"Oh! Here's Tybalt." Your mom smiles, now comfortable on the couch next to Coriolanus as the cat saunters into the living room, jumping up into the space between them. "This is Y/N's cat, she calls him Tybs." She explains, tears forming in her eyes as the cat crawls onto her lap and she quickly blinks them away, but he had already noticed by then.

"She told me about him." Coryo says, placing his now empty tea cup on the coffee table in front of them.

"Of course..." She chuckles sadly. "He took real good care of us while she was away. On particularly... hard nights," She clears her throat. "He would come out into the living room with her father and I and sit with us, he can purr like no ones business, you know, and then after a while, he would run over to our room there and meow at us. Made sure we got to bed. Then curl up with us and just made sure we knew that.... she was still with us."

A tear falls as she speaks and she laughs nervously, quickly brushing it away. "Gosh, I am so sorry..." She quickly dismisses it. "We have company and I'm crying like a little girl. Forgive me..."

"No, it's quite alright." Coryo insists, shaking his head. Of course, he was worried about you in the arena and every night up until then, but he never entertained the idea of what it was like for your family even though he knew about them. That under the same sky, they were sitting here in this very home praying that you might return. Now, he could see it, and you were the lucky one who made it home. He hoped he wouldn't have to see Jessup's family while he was here. "It must have been awful for you."

"Indeed." She nods, wiping her cheek again. "But, you know, it means so much to us that she had someone there to look after her." She smiles at him. It's genuine. Sad, but full of gratitude. He would no longer wonder where you got that habit from. "I decided I wouldn't be watching anything, but her father insisted. He was out at a bar in town, the only one with televisions, then came rushing back in the door twenty minutes later and dragged us back there with him to watch. I didn't want to go but he said 'No, you need to see this. She's not alone. She has a friend.' So down we went, and they were playing reruns of the two of you being dropped into that cage. I just... She looked so comfortable with you. The way you looked at her we could see you cared, that she was human to you, and that you were there to help. I remember thinking for the first time that maybe she had a chance." She's accepted her tears now, reaching over from petting Tybalt to grasp the young man's hands in her own as she spoke.

Your brother scoffs as Coryo lets her hold onto his hands, a small smile forming on his face that's quickly torn away by Lennox's reaction. "Yeah, and then that other boy had to be the one to bring her something to eat after days."

"Hey!" Your mother gasps. "Lennox, get-" She prompts him to leave if he isn't going to be nice.

He rolls his eyes, getting up to leave.

"I didn't have anything to bring her besides a flower." Coryo finds himself stating, shocking even himself at the confession which halts your brother in his steps. He had never told anyone about the poverty he faced at home, but with them, he felt safe to. Something about knowing you assured him that they were not judgemental people. He clears his throat before explaining. "My family lost everything after the war. When I first met her, I also hadn't eaten in days. I gave her everything I could."

Lennox hums before leaving, either not convinced or embarrassed that he'd even made such a comment. Coryo couldn't tell.

"Coriolanus... I am so sorry." Your mother is quick to apologize, and he's embarrassed by the look of pity in her eyes. Pity from a woman who had, for almost a month, believed she had lost her child, and was still struggling with it today. He felt nothing but guilt.

"Well, I must tell you, your daughter saved us from that." He tries to lift her spirits as a confused expression paints itself into her features, but he doesn't get the chance to elaborate as they both turn at the sound of the front door opening.

"Ma!" You call out, closing the door behind you and kicking off your shoes, preparing your smile to tell her about the absolutely great day you just had.

Your mother stands quickly, patting the boys thigh gently and wipes her eyes. "Hi, Honey, how was your day?" She asks, smiling at him through red eyes.

"Come what come may, time and the hour runs through the roughest day." Your groaned response comes slightly muffled from the other room, and Coryo can hear you shuffling about.

"Oh, no. What happened?" Immediately your mother's tone shifts to worry, and Coryo wonders how it took her less than a second to understand.

"Nothing, Ma. All is fine." You call back, putting your bag down in the kitchen, and heading for the living room, gluing a smile back on. "Guess what I saw on the walk home! A ladybug, it landed right on my-" You freeze as you walk into the entryway, seeing your mother and your previous mentor just standing up next to her.

"Oh, I should have mentioned, we have company." Your mother smiles, already gathering the used dishes from the coffee table, and brushing past you to bring them into the kitchen. Likely, to give you two a chance to talk.

When Coryo lays his eyes on you for the first time again, he can swear his heart stops. Yours definitely does as nausea comes over you in a wave again, and your calculated smile drops.

You don't say anything, just staring with an expression unreadable to him. "Y/N, hi." He breathes, smiling at you. You look beautiful but tired, still. Still, that girl he watched in the arena, it was hard to believe that every part of you made it out. You weren't the same girl he saw for the first time in the reaping- you were more. More of you, and more of something else; hurt, if he had to guess.

"It's good to see you." He continues, his voice a gentle whisper that cuts through the awkward tension in the room. Your heart races, emotions swirling like a tempest within you. Coriolanus Snow, your mentor and friend who had guided you through your time in that Capitol and the games, is standing in your living room, looking both apologetic and hopeful.

"Coryo," You manage to say, voice barely above a whisper as you swallow the sickness rising in your throat. The memories flood back- everything awful you had gone through. Meeting him for the first time as he handed you a flower, sitting on opposite sides of the bars of your cage and talking long into the nights. Everything you had done, everything he had given you, the people you both hurt in the process. He takes a step closer, cautiously navigating the fragile space between you.

"I... What are you doing here?" You ask quietly, your eyes unable to meet his gaze. The room feels smaller, the walls closing in on you quickly.

He clears his throat, a nervous habit you remember well. "I wanted to see you," he says, his eyes pleading for understanding. "I didn't know what you were up to and how you were adjusting and... I was worried about you."

The weight of unspoken words lingers between you, and for a moment, neither of you knows how to bridge the gap that only a month of time has built. You had been away from him longer than you had known him, and facing him again, you were embarrassed. Scared. Coryo takes a deep breath, summoning the courage to express the weight of what he's carried in his mind for too long.

"I never stopped thinking about you," He confesses, sincerity etched across his face. "I tried sending letters but I didn't get any response."

The vulnerability in his eyes mirrors your own, and the air crackles with a shared sense of everything you want to say but just can't find the words. You can't help it as you feel over and over again the countless hours spent together in the lead-up to the worst days of your life.

Tentatively, he reaches for your hand, a silent plea for connection. As your fingers take his, warmth floods through you, dissolving the distance. "I missed you," he admits, his voice barely audible.

A rush of conflicting emotions surges within you- that same embarrassment, anger, hurt, but also a flicker of the fondness that never truly faded. "I missed you too," You admit, your voice breaking through the emotional dam, built up from fear and trauma and the stacks of books in your bedroom that held it back all this time.

With those words, the barriers crumble, and the room is filled with a pitiful silence. The weight of what you had both done begins to lift, replaced with the realization that he did honestly care for you, the way you did for him. As you look into each other's eyes, the connection is undeniable, evidence of a bond that time could never change. You would always be connected to him.

"Do you remember when I brought you that blanket?" He asks and you take in a sharp breath. The few pleasant memories you had of your time together were so often overthrown by the awful ones, these days. His eyes flicker quickly across your face. He looks as scared as you feel. "And I said I wish I could get to know you as you are, not as a tribute, and you said you would show me the stars."

A small smile tugs at the corners of your lips as you nod, the nausea you felt steadily subsiding. "So you walk softly and look sweetly and say nothing. I am yours for the walk and especially when I walk away."

Coryo tilts his head at you, and smiles. That must have been a yes. "Please, don't walk away again." He whispers, and in that moment, he feels the tightness in his chest that carried him through the last month finally release.

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[jackie-mae]

Okay, first of: I love your art style!💖

I came here because of your One Timeline AU a while ago and have just scrolled through your whole block again, admiring your character designs. Normaly I don't really engage much because ✨️crippling social anxiety✨️ but I've stared at your art so often by now, I thought I should tell you before it gets weird. (To late, I know.) Especially since you've blessed us with a new adorable interaction between these idiots recently.🥰

(I please want to see more of them, but no pressure.)

Also: I know he is not really a character in the comic and the one sketch you did of him is one and a half years old by now, but I absolutely 💕adore💕 your Vaati design. He's my favourite villain by far and just one of my favorite characters in general. I love Minish Cap and I've had the headcanon that his hylian form would have some minish traits for ages but never saw anyone draw that. (I can't draw for the life of me.😅) So yeah, my compliment on the design and thank you for accidentally making art of the picture in my head, I guess.😅

(Feel free to ignore my rambling if it's to much, but know that if you have anything to say/show about everyone’s favorite little wind mage I'd be more than happy to read/see it.😊)

You're wonderful and talented, keep going and have an awesome day!😘

Omg This is literally one of the nicest possible messages I could have received during work thank you so much (And thank you to anyone who sends me asks I may not answer I see and love them all I'm just horrible at answering and too have ✨️crippling social anxiety✨️) Please feel free to continue staring lol I enjoy knowing my arts being perceived :3

Thank you for fueling my Vaati brainrot he is also one of my favourite characters. Loved him in the Minish cap manga which is one of my favourite LOZ manga and I also very recently actually played through minish cap proper on switch online (bar the last fight lmao) { it is a really fun game what crack did Nintendo sneak into their GBA rpg's seriously the Mario and Luigi series spawned from that era too}

I should post more of my rough doodle sheets and sketches cuz I have drawn Vaati since that year and a half ago (Jesus) but most of them are related to a timeline beat I'm still workshopping Xp

so for now have this little sketch of Vaati and Mini in my design of his post-game hat <3

[eiks1997]

It's My Birthday! 🎉

So I thought this would be the perfect time to do a drawing challenge that says a lot more about me! I found this one about favourite characters, which I thought would be perfect! This was honestly so much fun to do! Who doesn't like to draw their favourite characters? It also allowed me to practice. I was worried that apart from the colours, my faces were starting to look all alike, so this was a good practice to try and draw each character differently. I'm so happy with this! 🥰

Unfortunately I couldn't find who created this challenge, so if anyone knows who to give credit to please let me know!

Give it a try yourselves! Its great drawing practice! Also, I'd love to see which characters fit in your boxes! 🤗

Want to hear my reasoning? Have a read! 👇

😍Current Favourite: Twilight Link. Zelda TP has always been a favourite of mine; but recently I've been reading the Linked universe comic created by @linkeduniverse , and it's only made me love him even more! If you haven't read it please do, it's a wonderful series! Currently been reading and loving each moment. So Twilight here fits the bill!

❤️‍🩹Comfort Character: Ichigo Kurosaki. I tend to always go back to Bleach when I'm feeling a little low and need comforting, it only makes sense Ichigo is this character! I think I've drawn Ichigo the most and I've definitely read the most about Ichigo. I will always go back to Ichigo, I've literally grown up with Bleach. So Ichigo can only be my comfort go to!

🎨By Design: Loki Odinson. Honestly there where so many people who could fit this character. But if I look back , when I first watch Loki in Avengers it honestly stood out so much to me. Tom Hiddleson managed to held himself in a perfect manner that made him my favourite charter in the @marvel Universe. And so, for his incredible style and swag, Loki must be my favourite designed character.

📖By Plot: Caleb Widogast. Deciding a character simply based on plot was hard. With how many stories our there, how can you pick favourite? Then I realised, it could only be Caleb. Not only does his story have it all, angst, love, triumph; his story was also basically created as the campaign went along! Watching @criticalrole C2 was fabulous and Liam O Brien just got it right. Caleb's story is the best plot out there!

🥂Guilty Pleasure: Darkiplier. I don't like to say 'Guilty' but still Dark kind of fits this category. Considering how much little official content there is around Dark, I basically claw at any I can get! Even if Mark mentions anything about Dark, my ears perk up! @markiplier does a very good job at acting and creating such a good story. I've watched WKM, DWM, Damien, Space and any other Dark related content so many times. This must be why Dark is my Guilty Pleasure!

👑All Time Favourite: Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez. And finally, the Favourite! How can anyone not love this man? When Grimmjow was first introduced, I remember thinking that yes. This will be my favourite. He's clearly an ass, and I can see why people wouldn't like him, but not for me! It is literally mind blowing to me seeing how when we first saw him in 2005, and now in 2024 he has returned in a new animation. It's all I could ask for! (As of this moment, Grimmjow is my Icon because I love him so much.) He could be the only one who is my favourite character!

But that's all for this one! If you like my art and want to see more stick around! 😊

I DO NOT OWN THESE CHARACTERS!

Creation of these characters goes to the respected authors, sending all my love! ❤

Program used: Clip Studio Paint

Date: 2024

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[z-nightshade]

Same anon as before !!

I loved reading your thoughts on the two and I share the same ideas !!! Sabo's my favourite OP character and you're one of the first writers I've read from that I really enjoy the characterisation of when it comes to him , even if he hasn't been around for long in your series.

I can agree that he's hard to write for lol and the insight on him and Ace growing up and changing the way their move around the world is so fun. Ace learned to be more open and caring in his pursuit to pick up the slack and become a better brother for Luffy after Sabo 'died' in comparison to Sabo losing his memories (+ his brothers..kinda) and that tenderness that kept him more open and trusting of the world is soooo augghhh to think about.....the brothers ever.

That love and kindness are still there but it's more buried away then it used to be and it's super interesting to think about auggghh. Can't wait for future chapters of your fic and the meeting between Cass and Ace <3 they will dig their claws into that little freak and whack some sense into him.

(also love the tid bits on Cass and Sabo's frenemy status, really hope they have some time to actually grow to like / care for each other, down with the government #frenemiesagainsttheworld )

Also ! You're the person who inspired me to start drawing Sabo with snake bites haha, thank you for that.

I'm a big fan of cryptid Marine killer Sabo. I think that boy should be terrifying. I think he should be unhinged. I also think he should be Luffy's biggest enabler ever alongside Zoro and Robin (and in AOO, Cass)

I love that, when separated from each other, Ace and Sabo took on traits the other had. When they were together, that wasn't necessary but when separated they needed to learn what the other had to survive and thrive. They balanced each other out and needed to find a different way to achieve that balance without each other

Cass and Ace are so soft in a way that's so different from Cass and Luffy and Ace and Luffy. I love them so much <3 Cass is going to smother Ace in their love and affection no matter what. (they're a self hating hypocrite and I can't wait for literally anyone to realize that and call them out on their shit)

As for Cass and Sabo, they're so interesting to me because they're so different than Cass with Ace and Luffy. They sort of distantly care about the other (Sabo more so than Cass. Cass would 100% be upset if something bad happened to Sabo) but they're by no means friends. It's a huge part of why Cass allows themself to ask Sabo for help with Ace. They respect him and his skills and the things he'll do for his brothers a lot. And moreover, they don't feel responsible for him in the same way they do for Ace and Luffy. (How long will that last? Who knows)

They're co workers with a common goal who love the same people so much. There's a mutual respect in the knowledge there's no lengths they wouldn't go for Ace and Luffy plus there's a sort of symbiotic nature to it. Cass has the knowledge, but not the skills to act on it. Sabo has the skills, but he's missing the knowledge needed to make a difference

I could go on about them for a while, if you couldn't tell. They'll get to actual friendship eventually, they just need to spend more time together (and Sabo needs to nail down what he knows and believes about Cass)

Also,

*inhales* SABO WITH SNAKE BITES! SABO WITH SNAKE BITES! SABO WITH SNAKE BITES! SABO WITH SNAKE BITES! SABO WITH SNAKE BITES! SABO WITH SNAKE BITES! SABO WITH SNAKE BITES! SABO WITH SNAKE BITES! SABO WITH SNAKE BITES!

Don't be shy, anon, send a picture (only if you want to)

[atopvisenyashill]

I swear if I see one more mind numbing stan post about 'active' and 'passive' women in asoiaf fandom I am going to scream. Like all the 'active' favorites *cough SIs coughs* only get that privilege through the indulgence of a powerful male relative (See Arya or Lyanna learning swordplay) or straight having access to a deus ex machina (see Rhaenyra or Dany), but without one or the other the patriarchy still catches you (see Helaena or any of Jaehaerys's daughters) or it kills you (see every violent death by childbirth like Alyssa, Aemma, or Lyanna).

FRIEND. YES. MY GOD. ITS THE DUMBEST SHIT.

For one thing, a character can fall from active to passive or move from passive to active on the flip of a dime. Lyanna goes from being an active participant in her life to dying alone in a tower of sepsis. Cersei goes from actively politicking in King's Landing and being one of the faces of the War of Five Kings to beaten down and passively accepting what's happening to her (...for now) after her walk of atonement. Arya sends quite a bit of her time at Harrenhal very passive, simply trying to live from day to day before taking action to get herself, Gendry, and Hot Pie out of Harrenhal. Sometimes, a woman is simply put in a dangerous situation where the best thing for her to do is essentially play dead - if she's not actively and literally dying, that is.

Beyond that, the definitions people have of "active" and "passive" is like, just the dumbest shit imaginable. Helaena is often called a "passive" character despite having a relatively active role in keeping King's Landing calm and under control while Aegon is king until B&C, where she becomes quite passive due to, you know, extreme trauma. Sansa is seen as "passive" despite taking an active role in her own escape from King's Landing, from plotting with Dontos to making an alliance with the Tyrells. She is "actively" trying to sabatoge Littlefinger and Joffrey by undercutting their comments, saving people they don't want saved, and drawing attention to herself and her identity but none of that is seen as active because [incomprehensible gibberish]. Similarly, Rhaenyra is seen as an "active" character despite her "active" actions being...really similar to both Cersei and Sansa ie being in charge of "passive" activities like ruling on the Small Council, sending messages instead of fighting herself, planning her own escape, fighting for her own ability to marry who she chooses, etc. Like, people will look at Rhaenyra fighting against her marriage to Laenor and call that "active" but when Sansa refuses to kneel for Tyrion that's "passive" because...*cue fandom wank* Rhaenyra never not once fights in the books nor do we see her actually physically fighting in the show yet she's an active character while other women who rely on playing politics over commanding armies are considered "passive."

It's just the dumbest sort of discourse that is applied in the most lopsided, clearly angling to keep fandom wank going instead of actually engaging with the text imaginable. I am once again directing people to Brienne and Catelyn and asking why only certain types of power are celebrated, why only certain actions are considered "active", and why only certain types of women's stories are allowed to be told, in a series teaming with all sorts of varied women's stories.

"Brienne, I have taken many wellborn ladies into my service over the years, but never one like you. I am no battle commander.” “No, but you have courage. Not battle courage perhaps but … I don’t know … a kind of woman’s courage."

"Fighting is better than this waiting," Brienne said. "You don't feel so helpless when you fight. You have a sword and a horse, sometimes an axe. When you're armored it's hard for anyone to hurt you. "Knights die in battle," Catelyn reminded her. Brienne looked at her with those blue and beautiful eyes. "As ladies die in childbed. No one sings songs about them."

[yuseirra]

My brain keeps running on its own trying to formulate a way to make sense out of it all but at this point, I wonder if it'd be worth theorizing(If I can think of something good I'll still love to share :) )

Believe it or not, I'm very, very, very stern about trying to stay true to canon.. Because working with existing characters, they have their cores don't they? I really do want to care about portraying them in ways that are true to how they are in their respective stories, that's what makes them, them

With onk.. I'm starting to wonder...(yeah I just started;) this may be the first time where I may go oh let's just ditch canon I'll do whatever I want depending how it goes. Maybe I still believe some sort of miracle may happen in the remaining chapters that'd wrap everything together at may it be cluttersome(sorry but there is literally no room left for it to be able to meet its closure in a beautiful and graceful way with a deep sense of nuance and depth the way this work deserves. It's INCREDIBLY SHORT. It cannot happen within that amount of space it needs at least ten decently lengthy chapters.) but..I don't know~~.....

Oh I'm more concerned than hyped and it's been that way ever since I started vigorously drawing for this series again this July tbh 154 was GOOD, how come everything went downhill from there haha😂.. That chapter had me so hooked and I felt I knew all the answers that were to come from that point forth. I really had a huge intuition of how things would play out(and surprisingly, the possibility is actually still there)

I don't think I'm the type of fan who can ignore canon and do what I want, I've never been that way and I can't bring to convince myself of what's not there (this means, I sincerely believe in all the things I've been drawing o<-<) but... Let's see how it goes. I was so stressed and tense ever since I started drawing hikaai...I don't like being unsure of things...what if they're totally different from what I make of them...but seeing how CANON's going, maybe I don't have to care so much either if it's doing whatever it wants, canon feels so unhinged, was there ANYONE who was able to predict what were to happen 100%? What are they doing?; So yeah.

Oh;; I hope Aqua's okay. It's just...so cruel. I've been annoyed with him but that's because I wanted him to live!!! Why doesn't he- why did he HAVE to do THAT?? Hurt his dad and everyone he loves and even himself, I'm trying to find a reasoning that's convincing enough for me to comprehend just how this could make sense and hold some kind of message although it's downright horrifying; I kept asking in my posts all yesterday right? What message are thet trying to send with this and what could be the point? I can understand if they do a good job with it, I've been putting my effort in order to make out what good may come out of it but I guess only the author would know for now

I don't know where this post is going myself, I'm just writing out my thoughts, this series may have taught me a lot about myself that I wasn't so aware of...

I guess when conflicts appear I end up going, "they couldn't have had malicious intent, could they?" on many occasions, you really don't know what the other party can be thinking so for most cases, it just feels better to believe they didn't mean harm or evil. Maybe I'm being that way about Hikaru but AI LOVED THAT GUY. I didn't have a lot of thoughts about him before that dropped! I couldn't make a clear judgment so I just left my interpretation of him on hold. Oh ;v;).. It's been REALLY ROUGH holding out for him after that happened pft will that pay off.. That guy's still so ambiguous. I rather him be a good person. The story is better if he were. I guess believing in someone is hard but I'll.. Do that till I can. I think Ai would have?

You know, if I were Ai, I'd end him with my own hands if he became that messed up. That's how I drew that one comic after 162. I'd give him a hug and then end him lol because I'd feel responsible in a way. It's ridiculous and tragic how things turned to be the way it is but it doesn't feel so resolved either

I'm afraid about the fate of this series but at least not long left now. Hopefully I can still draw Ai and her bf in a wholesome manner, I really cared for those guys and I'd love to stick around and do more for it at least for awhile

[kaqura]

I apologise for asking this if it isn't something you want to talk about but do you know why there is so much hatred for Kagura from so many S*ssr*n shippers/HnY fans? I haven't seen HnY because I don't like sequels that take away the happy ending of the original so I only know a few spoilers through the grapevine, but the Kagura hate I've seen lately from some HnY fans reminds me of anti-Kikyou Inukag shippers from twenty years ago. But Inukag shippers are more supportive of Kikyou nowadays and fandom in general is less misogynistic than it used to be, so I don't understand why another woman being important to Sesshoumaru in the original Inuyasha series is so unacceptable that Kagura gets hate now. Even if people ship S*ssr*n, love isn't a finite resource? Sesshoumaru loving and wanting to avenge Kagura doesn't mean he can't love anyone else, it doesn't diminish his other relationships—especially because Rin was a literal eight-year-old child when Kagura was alive. It's not like Kagura was a yandere type who harmed Sesshoumaru or anyone else he cared about, either, after a while Rin knew she had nothing to fear from Kagura and was squee'ing about Kagura being in love with Sesshoumaru.

Again, I apologise for how long this question was and sending it on Anon, I just didn't want to get hate from S*ssr*n shippers or HnY fans. Kagura's my favourite Inuyasha character, so it made me sad to browse the Inuyasha reddit/tumblr and see people calling her a 'manipulative bitch' and such when I went looking for fanart and fic about her. It's especially strange coming from people who praise other former villain characters like Sesshoumaru, who did worse things than Kagura when he was evil.

hello buddy sorry this is late i literally did not see it??

but since i'm obviously on the opposite end of the spectrum in this situation & have only really been involved in the tumblr iy fandom for so many years, the only thing i know about any of that drama is that she's perceived as a threat to their yucky ship bc she was really the canon love interest for sesshomaru in the og series. and kagura is obviously the polar opposite of rin in literally every aspect. like, we have a demoness that was born from the body of the main villain who comes out the gate swinging on koga's entire family & is forced to beef with the whole inugang constantly and calls sesshomaru a bitch to his face the second time they meet. versus a cute lil baby who's a complete blank slate. so for people that don't care for her bc of their ship bias it's pretty easy to misinterpret her character & motivations and draw silly conclusions lmao. i'm not gonna say kagura isn't problematic in some ways but LITERALLY WHO CARES it's not that serious?? pretty much everyone in IY has done morally questionable shit. it's a fairy tale set in feudal japan, like. and it sucks that you're coming across negative bs when you're just trying to enjoy yourself in this fandom!! that happened to me too when i first got back into iy in 2020 bc i didn't know that kagura was like severely hated until i joined an iy group on fb (owned by you-know-who, unbeknownst to me) and saw all that weird shit lmao. but there's a lot of really great creators on tumblr, at least, that are anti-sr & pro-kagura, so i hope that you could at least enjoy yourself on this blog!! <3

[bizlybebo]

For your final thoughts on PD once you finish, I present to thee:

This ramble ask

How ya feeling?

HOOOOOOOOOOOLY SHITTTTTTTTTTTT ENDYYYYY

ENDYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY IT. I WAS NOTTTT EXPECTING ANYYYY OF THISSSS AAAAAAAAAAJRGBTJKWEFREGTKWEFREGTKRFGNYT

YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT YOU'RE ASKING FOR BY SENDING IN THIS ASK. KJREHKJERHD

this is probably gonna be even longer than my ramble after completing the greyscale series so once again i dont expect you to read all of this but OHHH YM GODDD i need to dump my thoughts somewhere cause HOLY SHITTT

after writing this out i really only managed to touch on the last 2-3 episodes but yk. there are my thoughts on the ending so it makes sense. i dont think we wanna see how big my ramble on the entire fucking series could get

spoilers ahead for anyone else who sees this: literally all of prime defenders s1 and s2

ashe came home.

ashe fucking CAME HOME.

now, i had a feeling since about episode 35 that ashe was certainly coming home, because there was so much buildup, yakko did an ashe cosplay, etc. like it would have been stupid for her not to return at that point. plus i kept seeing people drawing a post-trickster ashe and was like huh.

so essentially, i thought that because i Knew, i wouldn't get blindsided by these final episodes. in fact, knowing almost made it more... bearable? i guess, because i could hold onto the light at the end of the tunnel that ashe was 100% coming home. it almost made me feel the same hope that the group was feeling about ashe, because i had that certainty and faith in the good ending.

and then william wisp fucking died. again.

i was really sleepy when i was listening to that scene but still persisting because my anxiety was slowly increasing as the episode went on, but when the trickster just. plunged his hands through william's chest i was FULLY awake just sitting in absolute shock. i'm not the kind of person to cry huge tears over media (i think the only time i non-happy cried watching riptide was ep 53), but when william died For Real i actually gave a good few sobs. i was no longer sleepy i was just in shock and then in grief.

and i was like. oh shit. maybe there is no good ending.

something like that ENTIRELY blindsided me in such a crazy way that it had me doubting ashe would even come home.

and i kept thinking, hey, no, he's risen before, he'll be okay! but then he went to the fucking spirit realm. he got dispensed there with kumori and began the first day of forever and i was like oh. shit.

william was gone.

and the REACTIONS from dakota and vyncent were both so guttural and real and true to their characters in their own ways. like so good it's nearly painful to think about.

dakota's loud. he's loud and he's rambunctious because he's dakota. he never speaks below a shout.

but when william was torn in half, he wasn't shouting, he was wailing. the absolute shock and denial he was in haunts me dude.

dakota's was begging william not to do this to him. he could forgive william for so much-- for lying to him, for not asking for his help, for fucking killing jade, but he could never forgive william for dying.

dakota's not the kind of kid to ask, y'know? if something doesn't go the way it should to him then he'll fight abrasively and outwardly for what he believes is right, or in the harder cases he'll bite the bullet and take the fall.

but here, he was pleading with william to just. not die.

and i think the final thing that shattered my faith that hey, maybe william wasn't gone was that tide was so accepting of it. he fell to his knees, he grieved and he was torn apart for a second, but then he was back up, holding dakota, going as far as to use a whole turn in initiative to only hug his boy despite the deadly circumstances. despite the world falling apart around them. to loosely quote my other mutual cayden (<333), "at the end of everything hold onto something and dakota had to hold onto tide because it was the end of everything for him" and i think that's just. the only way i can really phrase it. top 10 moments that rewired my brain chemistry

and dont get me started on dakota LITERALLY JUMPING THROUGH HELL FOR EVERYBODY. JUMPING THROUGH HELL, LOOKING THE TRICKSTER IN THE EYES AS HE DID SO. LIKE I'VE SAID THIS BEFORE BUT SOARING THROUGH THE BURNING SKIES OF THE CHAOS REALM? THE REALM THAT CORRUPTS AND WARPS EVEN THE STRONGEST DEMONS? AND STILL COMING OUT ON THE OTHER SIDE BECAUSE YOU'RE DAKOTA MOTHERFUCKING COLE AND YOU SIMPLY REFUSE TO SUCCUMB?? FUCKING INSANEEE.

and. fucking. fuck.

vyncent. MOTHERFUCKING. sol.

when i fucking catch condifiction.

vyncent sol is such an interesting fucking character. most of the time i'm like "there is something deeply wrong with him <3" in an endearing sense because yknow. he's a little strange. he's not from around here.

but oh my god.

vyncent sol, THE character development guy ever.

he starts off season 1 violent, unable to control his powers. he's violent, and he's scared, and he's homesick, and he's like a skittish dog who bites when it gets nervous because he doesn't know what the fuck he's doing here.

but he changes. he grows.

he gets his closure with fauna, yeah, but then he finds a new home. he finds himself in a flying car, chasing after the fucking lich, watching william and dakota fighting in the front seat like a married couple, and he just thinks yeah. this is home.

and he doesn't quite unlearn his violence or his vengeance but they do certainly shift gears (also tidbit-- the 'fatal flaw' of justice is vengeance which is part of why i chose him for that human soul in the undertale shit i was telling you about :D).

his character is about balance. he has to learn not to be reckless and violent like in season 1, while also not apathetic and taking inaction like he did in s2 episodes 31 and 32.

at the end of everything, he protects william with his life, ready to interpose any attack. he thinks that he can do right by somebody this time, act now so that there aren't any consequences later (y'know, like he never did with jade, or ashe, or the lich).

but william. still. dies.

the sheer anger that vyncent felt in that moment was overshadowed so strongly by his grief, but it was still there. i can't even put it into words without going on a whole nother tangent but oh my fucking god. dude. vyncent sol has irreparably rewired my brain he is all i'm gonna think about.

prime defenders honestly is just THE character development show in general. i haven't even touched on william's development, on how he put faith in his friends over mal even if he knew it was going to make things much harder because he trusted dakota and vyncent so much. on how he literally got killed, repeatedly, over and over, in the spirit realm for 12 hours straight. on how he dirtied his hands during the greyscale arc out of fear.

on how he finally. stopped. running. stopped trying to escape who he was. but still won't come out of the closet

and god this is a looooong fucking ramble and i haven't even said much yet, this is only me screaming about the last two episodes really, but so much has happened in them that i just AUUUUGUGHGGHGHJKTEHRKJ

and. holy fucking shit.

JADE??? MAY STILL BE ALIVE??? D OYOU UNDERSTAND HOW FUCKING FERAL IM GOING OVER THIS JADE CANTRIP VENGEANCE ARC. I NEEEEEED XAVIERRRR TO SEE HER AGAINNNN JADE AND XAVIER'S FRIENDSHIP MEANS SO FUCKING MUCHHH TO MEEEEE

AND ATLAS? BRO POOR FUCKING ATLAS. he really could not catch a fucking break for the ENTIRE series. when bizly started describing the 'odd fizzling' i was like 'man this guy is just going THROUGH it with his career i feel kinda bad for him' and then.

he was dead.

i think grizzly said it best, how bizly has to 'keep reminding us that prime defenders is r-rated' cause yk. the sudden violence/gore. it was so impactful you were so right when you were talking about tonal whiplash because holy SHIT.

like we were just in mario kart hell chasing after le frog who stole pizza he couldnt even eat cause he was vegetarian. and then atlas' throat was slit and he was marked with an x. (x as in xavier's vigilante persona????????RTEHRTTT$YRJHTTETR)

im just AUGUGHGHGH so FUCKING UNWELLLL OVER THIS ENTIRE SERIES. I'M SO STOKED FOR WONDERLUST BUT ALSO THAT MEANS PRIME DEFENDERS PROBABLY WON'T RETURN UNTIL THE END OF THE YEAR OR EVEN LATER.

i need a prime defenders christmas episode. dearly.

the bright side of this is that now i can write a shit ton of fic + inhale every single fic under the prime defenders tag on ao3.

but GODDD this is the most gutwrenching piece of media ever. i've never had such a strong hyperfixation since 2020 because the world is just so good. every single character and npc means the world to me. even summer and doug are constant subjects of my brainrot. even fucking lightspeed and harlem and aughughugnjtr.

thank you for the ask endy lmao im FUCKING CLAWING AT THE WALLS OVER THIS SHOW. AIUKGHEJHW

JADE CANTRIP REVENGE ARC PLSPSLPLSPLSPLSPLSPLS. I NEED HER TO COME BACK AND I NEED HER TO COME BACK WRONG AND I NEED XAVIER TO BE TERRIFIED OF HIS BEST FRIEND EVEN THOUGH IT'LL EMOTIONALLY DESTROY ME AKTJHETRKJTRWKERE

okay that's. all i can say for now

[gloriousburden]

ooh! the scepter pen sounds so cool and also u draw? :0

can u post pics of as many of the products as u can pls? oh and where did u get them, like amazon or stores in person?! i neeeed so many of these!!

finally, can u show or tell what the "be more Loki" book is like? ive been SO curious but im not able to buy it rn :') -🔎

Yesss I try to draw a bit. I mainly fuck around with it digitally. I’ve been taking it more seriously for around… 2 years now? I’m still a beginner and I’m still learning a ton, but it’s so cool. I love learning anatomy, and studying human features. People are so cool. When I get to a point where my art is cooler, I will definitely post some pictures of it.

Yes, I will eventually post pics. I have too many things to put in one post, and I really have to organize a lot of the stuff in my room LOL. But If anyone wants any specific details/pics on any items, please feel more than welcome to send me an ask! I can provide an picture/more info to help you hunt for them 😁

A lot of the things I have are gifts! Some are from the Disney website, or even from Disney world from when I’d visit. All this stuff was collected over… Oh my God I think it’s been 4 years coming up. Wow. This is a collection that’s 4 years in the making, so unfortunately some of the stuff is no longer sold. But, you can find a lot of stuff second hand! I’ve done that with quite a few items. Out of gifts I’ve received.. I think they were primarily bought from Amazon. But irl, I mainly am just always on the hunt for any Loki things I can find at every store ever. To no avail as of recently and most of the time for that matter, of course.

For example: I know the shirts I have are no longer sold, but can be found second hand.

The be more Loki book is a bit silly. I posted about an error in one of Loki’s quotes from it a while back LOL. There are some series mentions unfortunately, but not too many thankfully. It’s a small portion of the book. It’s more focused on OG Loki + Ragnarok Loki. It has quotes of his with pictures from the same movie the quotes are from.

Example of the book. This is first page of advice:

(It’s literally one page of this picture but cropped better with the quote under it. Which was so fucking funny to me the first time I read it because I love this picture of him.)

“There are no men like me.”

The page parallel to it says exactly:

[ MAKING AN IMPACT ]

( BE THE SPECIAL ONE

“Make it clear that you are one of a kind and you will seem indispensable. Loki is certainly one of a kind, as his father was a Frost Giant but he was raised as an Asgardian prince. When he says there are no men like him, he is, of course, referring to the fact that he is a god. But you don’t need to have such an amazing background to stand out, just impress people by being yourself—we are all unique.” )

Advice to live by.

LOL it’s very surface level in terms of Lokiology, but it’s cool if you take it more lightheartedly. I love the pictures of him in it specifically. I think it’s a good buy, honestly. I have no regrets!! It was like $10 😭

[lillazyboithings]

Introduction to the artist

I am @lillazyboithings, or you may call me noodle, or any silly nickname that’s not mean

I am an artist for both traditional and digital mediums

I primarily use She/They pronouns but any pronouns are okay with me

If you have any art requests for me, feel free to send me an ask!

I primarily post Hatchetfield and occasional RTC art here but if you do see art from any other fandom then that was just me having a new hyperfixation to juggle with the others

More information below:

I only have Twitter, Facebook, and Pinterest as platforms i also post art in (rarely) so if you are planning to repost my art on other platforms (i.e. Instagram, Reddit, Pinterest too, etc.) please ASK for my permission and credit me if you do plan on using them.

I am not particularly interested in conflict so i will mostly avoid it

Stuff i am interested in so far:

Don’t Hug Me I’m Scared

Ride the cyclone

Dungeon Meshi

Analog horror

Asian horror

Over The Garden Wall

Hatchetfield series

My Hobbies include:

Drawing

Reading (sometimes)

Gaming (only 1 rpg game so far and the rest are stuff to cure my boredom)

Writing (before anyone asks, i only write the stuff that comes to my head, i am not an actual writer, these are only for AUs i have and character backgrounds-)

singing

Some extra information:

I am also a STEM student so if I disappear too long or act like i’m barely keeping it together, don’t worry about it, it’s just because of school work and activities related to them

Time zones are sometimes an issue for me since i am in the Philippines so most of the time I am ahead of most people i know, timezone is GMT+8

I have a discord account (@lillazy_noodle) but I tend not to join too many servers but if you want to chat, go ahead!

I love listening to music but I mostly listen to rock or anything that vibes with me so if you have any song recommendations i might listen to them

You’re free to also send me random asks that are not requests, I’m (probably) gonna answer them

I already made an Ao3 account just to read shit over there and comment

I will occasionally post art of AUs that belong to mutuals of mine 

If you send me an ask game/tag me on a tag game, if I don’t answer that doesn’t mean i hate you, it just means I literally have no idea what to do/got really busy

Possible general tags I may use:

Art tag: my art (i am uncreative, sue me)

Asks tag: noodleanswers

Text posts: noodles brain oodles

Reblog tag: none

Mutuals tag: moot time/moot appreciation

[namelessbrand]

A leaf only falls ones

prompt :royal Kaedahara Kazuha x royal fem reader

warnings : slow progress, insecurity? Kazuha isn’t literally in this chapter

a/n : (k/n) is kingdom name i wil not rack my mind on a kingdom name.

Pt.2

Ever since you were a little kid you were always cast in the shadow of your little sister Kokomi she is way prettier than you and smarter. Everything you would do you would be compared to her.

“Mommy look at this drawing I made” you showed your drawing but your mom swatted you away.

“I’m busy with Kokomi” it was always like this that’s why you always went to your personal maid Tsuyoko she acted more like a mother than your own mother.

“Miss Y/n what a lovely drawing” you had a talent in art and your maid Tsuyoko always incouraged it.

Later you didn’t care as much about earning your family’s love anymore and focused on being the perfect version of yourself.

Then the day came were you got a lettter from another kingdom a royal family more prosperous than yours the kaedahara clan they were a famous clan because no one in their kingdom had any complaints they were perfect. You did question why you got a letter from them you opened it gently and read the letter.

“We want our eldest son kaedahara Kazuha to take your hand in marriage”

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“Wait?.”

“WHAT!?”

Your scream attracted Tsuyoko and your Mother who was in the area they came rushing to see what the commotion was about.

“What is all this all about?” Your mother asked with an annoyed look on her face. “The kaedahara clan asked my if I wanted to marry their eldest son Kazuha.”

Your mother snatched the letter out of your hands. “Unbelievable are you sure this was for you?”

Your mother leaves with the letter in hand. She didn’t expect anyone to take interest in you when your younger sister Kokomi was there you didn’t either honestly. You were called to meet you parents you went to them and they told you that you needed to give this to Kokomi.

“You have to understand she deserves this more than you do”

You felt angry inside every time something was about you they had to make it about her about Kokomi.

“You have to send them a letter to say that you think Kokomi deserves this more than you ok”. Your mother smiles at you she only does this if she wants something from you.

“Yes I would be very grateful if you did” Kokomi added this was the first time you didn’t realize that Kokomi was in the room she had her beautiful blue gown with pearls that sparkle in the sun you wishes you could have dresses like that but you make do with the dresses you get you learned how to sow from Tsuyoko so you can make your dresses look nicer yourself.

You go to your room and write the letter

“Dear, Kaedahara’s

I politely decline your offer as I am very unsuited for this but on the other hand my sister Kokomi is perfect she’s smart and elegant a much better fit

I hope you can understand,

-Sangonomiya Y/n”

You neatly fold your letter and put it in an envelope and put a sangonomiyan stamp in it and send it out you and your family await the answer.

Instead of a letter some unannounced guest show up.

Who could they be?

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I think it’s pretty obvious but still I wanna make this into kind off a series I’ve never done that before but I hope you like it

[l-polarisb-l]

Introductory post, since literally everyone has one!

My name is PolarisB, also known Polaris, Rigel-Nova, or Orion! I am an aspiring pixel artist, writer, and glorified space nerd. If you want, you can send me asks, have fun, and get to know me! Social interaction is pretty neat.

DNI if you are homophobic, transphobic, aphobic, racist, etc, a pedophile or zoophile (if you are a person who practices or supports pedophilia or zoophilia I will be blocking you immediately, cause frankly, ew, no.), art theft person(goes for ai art as well). I hate art theft >:(

Sadly, requests are not open, as I have a lot going on. However, if you like my art, just send me an ask of whatever you want me to draw, and I might use it, but no promises. When I do open requests, I will work on them in chronological order.

All the stuff I’m into is below! It’s a list of the nerdy things I enjoy doing from time to time. This is the stuff I’ll probably post about most.

Space. It’s awesome, and you can’t change my mind.

Astronomy/astrophotography. Falls under the space category, but the whole field of astronomy is so cool and I think it deserves it’s own section.

Pixel Art Tips. It took me quite a while to get the hang of pixel art. I’d love to help anyone out with pixel art if they’re making any.

Pixilart Drama. I live on a chaotic website called Pixilart.com, and the place is far from perfect. In fact it’s dystopian.

Philosophy. I’ll rant about how the earth was not made specifically for humans, and how 69420 is far inferior to the number 88. Silly stuff, you know?

Sci-fi/fantasy novels. I like reading a lot. Too much. It’s an addiction. You should read the Foundation series, and LOTR if you like fantasy(LOTR: Lord of the Rings)

Maaaaybe Wings of Fire and Warriors stuff???? Idk, I’m not in those fandoms much anymore.

My tags are here. For general updates and info, I’ll use #Random, #PolarisB, #Polaris, and #Polaris Lore. For art and writing, I’ll use #PolarisB Art, #Supernova Productions, and #Supernova Art. My astronomy stuff will be under #Stargazing with Rigel-Nova, and my more opinionated posts will go under #PolarisB Rants and #Orion Rants.

Admin account of:

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[cellythefloshie]

Directors Cut!!

I know you've seen my tags but you know I love Ella, the first road wife, and I loved the little bonus blurb/scene with her and Tyler.

I would love to hear more about her if you have any tidbits!! How did she get the job, was there a specific reason why she felt so out of control while being the wife, was Tyler purely for the thrill, how is she doing with the Panthers, does she feel the same? I will take literally anything!!

This entire concept is just so unique and fascinating and I will continue to devour any and everything you give!

(also, congrats on 400!!!) -senditcolton

Reblog this if you want readers to come into your ask box and ask for the “director’s commentary” on a particular story, section of a story, or set of lines.  Or, send in a ⭐star⭐  to have the author select a section they’ve been dying to talk about!

When I started writing this series, I know that the RW we are currently reading about in the 2020-2021 season wasn't the first wife but didn't put but thought into it until a few chapters in. I don't remember when exactly the need for her came into fruition but @starshine-hockey-girl was such a great influence in her creation. She was always there to ask questions about the story as a whole, and the first wife, that she got the honor of picking her face claim and her name: Danielle Campbell - Gabriella "Ella".

Ella originally worked for the Bolts in a professional capacity in the exact role that Wifie works in. She was not the first wifie they had tested right away with the team trying a few women before they considered her to be a fit. She was the first official RW and had assumed her role in the fullest capacity when the team had travelled to Sweden that year.

When in the role of RW your life on the road an even at home is controlled greatly by what is laid out in the contract. You have appointments to keep, not just with the players but with Doctors to assure you're in good health, to assure you're taking your birth control etc. Appointments to maintain your appearances to a standard set by the wives: waxing, nails, hair. Pairing this with a heavy work and travel schedule, she (and the current wife) struggled to keep time for themselves, and their social lives outside of work. You aren't really friends with the players, and you're not friends with their wives because they hired you. And it puts you in a very difficult situation with your coworkers as some knew of her extra duties while others it was kept a secret from. It was a far from normal experience that I would think anyone would struggle to cope with.

Tyler was a combination of things. Ella was in a place where sex was her job. It was stale, she had been feeling used and in comes Tyler who is attracted to her. Wants her because she's attractive, and he's flirty and handsome himself. And he's not paying her to sleep with him. It was a liberating experience for her to draw her from the lack of control she felt like she had. She doesn't regret it either, even if it did lose her position with the Bolts. In my head, she ended up spending her summer vacationing with Tyler. Partying and just living a wild life until they both realized they would never really go any further than what they were.

Ella took worth with the Panthers, as their wife and a similar social media role, with the help of Carter Verhaeghe who was signed by the Panthers in the off-season. He brought the RW program to the team and attributed a lot of the team's success to her specifically. He asked her to take the job personally and does not blame her for what she did with Seguin. And the team has made changes to the program to assure she isn't being overworked and is feeling appreciated by the team. She spends many of her days on the beach and is very much enjoying her life in Miami.

We will be seeing Ella in the RW eventually, so her character development will only continue as I get to spend more time with her.

Thank you so much for sending such a detailed question. I could ramble about this little universe forever. A great little way to celly 400!

[devilith]

hey @venusianenvy did u know that LOADS of people who ship incest ships and create art/fics about fictional incest are actually irl incest abuse survivors? do you understand even the most basic, simplistic definition of "cope/vent art" or catharsis? but even if thats not the case, you better get comfortable with the fact that incest has been depicted in fiction and human culture for tens of thousands of years (looking at the greek gods, for starters) and some of the most mega-popular mainstream series in the history of media are full of incest (ever heard of game of thrones?)

the fact is, abuse victims are allowed to be uncomfortable at ship art of some fictional anime siblings. no ones telling them they arent allowed to be squicked out or whatever. but its THEIR responsibility to click away if they see it, block the tags, and/or block the artist. it is NOT the right of ANY victim to police and control the artistic expression of other people, sorry. i know for a FACT that you arent going around and screaming "BUT WHAT ABOUT VICTIMS OF VIOLENT CRIME OR MURDER?" on every post about hannibal or horror movies. if something triggers you, its YOUR responsibility to manage your emotional reaction. this is literally the first thing youll learn from any therapist. your triggers are up to you to manage, no one else. i bet you arent sending your hilariously wrong, bad faith performative outrage to george rr martin or stephen king, right? i promise their books have been read by 10000000000x more people than some niche anime fanfic on ao3

this attitude is the same kind of bullshit that christian bigots pull whenever they demand that queer books and queer shows be banned because "it will ruin the brains of our pure innocent children" lmfao. if you dont want to see it, dont fucking look at it. block the artist and move on with your life like a normal person

@radfemsiren thats because radfem ideology is rooted in the same exact fundamentalist, puritan conservatism as actual literal fascism. radfems literally expouse the same exact garbage rhetoric and moral panic as the pro-censorship far-right. read literally anything about the history of art censorship in fascism and the nazi party and youll see exactly where radfems are religiously parroting the same exact puritan ideals. theres a reason why so many white supremecists and nazis always show up at radfem public gatherings, and theres a reason why those nazis are welcomed among radfems with open arms. when every single public gathering/protest embraces the nazis who turn up to support you, you should ask yourself why that is

@blind-seeing fandoms are dying for a number of reasons, not the least of which is the hostile and aggressively puritan environment people are desperately trying to turn it into. when every single attempt at artistic expression, whether it be through fic or art, is stamped down by performative moral outrage and artists are constantly harrassed, attacked, threatened, and suicide baited by terminally online puriteens, do you really wonder why nobody wants to make art or fics any more? do you really wonder why nobody wants to engage with fan communities or talk about the things they like, when everyone knows that an army of wannabe cops are foaming at the mouth waiting for the chance to jump on anyone who likes drawing two fictional cartoon characters the "wrong way"?

hey do you guys remember when like. brother/brother and sister/sister and brother/sister ships werent just normal, they were really common? parent/child ships werent as widespread as sibling ships but you still saw both of them a lot. like you used to see incest ships all the fucking time.

like you couldnt go five minutes on this hellsite without scrolling past wincest or thorki or any number of the dozens of popular hp incest ships. do people not remember the onecest takeover? the onecest dynasty? what about elsanna? what about all the fontcest that came out of the undertale fandom? mha fans loved shipping the entire todoroki family together. what about game of thrones just in general? the hitachiin twincest? literally everyone from osomatsu-san? usuk and all the other incest ships from hetalia? fucking HOMESTUCK?

it used to be that you couldnt throw a rock in ANY fandom without hitting a whole bunch of super popular incest ships. it was everywhere. it was NORMAL. because people didnt care about what anyone else liked in fiction, because everyone knew the difference between fantasy and reality. and its not like incest hasnt been one of the most popular porn categories all over the world for years.

now though, with the huge resurgence of evangelical puritanism in western fandom and the massive influx of alt-right christofascist antishippers, nothing is allowed to just be fiction any more. braindead little conservative assholes and bigots will scream and shit themselves over people shipping the elric brothers because fandom isnt allowed to be fun any more. antis will see someone talking about sebaciel and start spewing their disgusting rhetoric at everyone and being TERFS and wannabe cops until nobody wants to participate in fandom any more.

fandoms are dying and its antis fault