#THANK YOU AGAIN ANON

[clownmitts]

may i request... a humble piece of aira....she is m y baby and we've got her innthe anime now she deserves to be doted onnwith fanart.... also love ur momakaruns theyre adorable... ur art looks like itd taste like those peach gummy candies. mmm slorp

Thank you so so much!!💞💞🥹🥹🥹 Here is the queen herself, it pisses me off all the hate she is receiving, that's our leader!!!!

[sukunasteeth]

Idk why but I think that Sukuna's s/o would be like, some kind of freelance or professional artist who'd use him as her reference/live model since he has a good built and whatnot without him knowing lol idk why but I just thought it was a cute idea and I wanted to share bc you're like my most favourite writer here on Tumblr who mains Sukuna and there aren't a lot of them so basically–ily and I hope you day or night is going well!!

–R

This came into my inbox so long ago T.T Please forgive me for taking a minute to get back to you but I wanted to write a little snippet for this one cause ily. Anon you are so sweet!! I'm so honored to receive this little message. Thank you for sharing your cute idea with me T.T I hope you enjoy this one as much as I enjoyed getting this message <3 Thank you for reading

You knew he would tease you.

You knew the moment he happened to see inside your sketchbook was the moment his ego became truly untamable. It was the moment that any ounce of mystery you had left crumbled into the shape of him.

If he knew that you studied anatomy by watching the way his muscles move under the laundry room lamp while he folds up your clothes at night. If he knew that your sketchbook was basically just a love letter written to the way his hands form around yours. Or the way his back muscles glisten with sweat when he comes home from his morning runs. If he knew that you had studied him so deeply that you could map him out down to the freckles that nobody else knows about, you're sure you would hear about it for the rest of eternity.

Which is why this morning, when you happen to wake up before him and see him fast asleep in the perfect position, you can’t help yourself when you grab your notebook and a pen and crawl back into bed with him. 

He was still curled up around your absent figure, his head tucked against the pillow and lowered just right so that his nose would have been pressed into your hair. Your current lesson in anatomy was his back, which you had an ideal view of. The muscles- perfectly symmetrical on either side, tightening and releasing under golden skin that's been kissed darker by the sun. And in the center: the valley of his spine, each notch a favorite place of yours to kiss. 

Every time you draw Sukuna, you fall in love with a different part of him. You admire him until all that’s left of you is nothing but a racing heartbeat. 

Racing especially when you happen to peek up at his face to confirm he was still asleep and you find his lion-like gaze already settled onto you. 

Uh-oh. 

You’re trying to act natural. Immediately folding the cover back over your sketchbook and turning slowly to try and slip off the bed without him noticing. 

Maybe he’s still half asleep. Maybe he didn't register you-

And he's already grabbing onto your ankle before you can even get an inch towards the edge of the mattress.

You don't know why you're not expecting him to ruthlessly drag you back to him, but you squeal when he tugs your knee out from under you and has you face-planting into the sheets. Sukuna doesn't seem to mind your squirming as there is no pause or hesitation in his movement. He barely even seems half awake when he lazily crawls over you and seats himself onto your hips, effectively stopping you from even thinking of an escape route.

"Why are you already running?" He yawns, his eyes slivered in a combination of suspicion and sleepiness. 

You try your best to appear innocent, clutching your sketchbook for dear life. This was the closest Sukuna had ever come to it while you were sketching him and it instantly had a sweat breaking out on the back of your neck. Despite your determination to remain unsuspecting, your voice catches when you reply to him, "I-I'm not running."

And that's all it took. One stutter, one second of hesitation, and Sukuna's eyes are widening in a flash as his pupils hone in on your expression. He always knew your tells, knew instantly when you were trying to lie to him. He took pride in it actually. It’s the reason you’re already half accepting your fate. 

His energy buzzes with excitement as he recognizes apprehension in your gaze. His smile flickering with anticipation.

"Oh?" He murmurs, closing in on your airspace. You can still smell the scent of manzanita wood in his shampoo from his shower last night. "And why are you nervous?" His voice is a silky hum.

"I'm not nervous." You whisper, trying to shrink backwards into the bed, trying not to provoke the bear.

It was too late. He’s been awake all of one minute and he was already going to play with you. 

"You know," Sukuna clears the sleep out of his throat, "This thing has been getting more attention than me lately.” You hold fast when his fingers wrap around your sketchbook and tug gently, as if to prove a point with how tight your grip was on it. “Why is that, I wonder?"

"Nothing gets more attention than you." You mutter, your dry look only worsening when Sukuna's smile grows all too knowing. “I’m just… trying to finish a commission for work.” 

"Do you usually blush when you’re working on a commission?" 

"Oh god,” You groan, “please drop it I beg of you."

“You first.” He challenges, tugging on the book once again. “I’d like to see what’s so important.”

“Sukuna-” You let out a surprised laugh when he wraps his hand around your wrist and starts to pry your arm away. “Waitwaitwait!”

There was no use in trying to win in a game of tug of war with him. Even though he’s just woken up, he’s impossibly stronger than you are. And while he’s usually carefully aware of that fact when handling you, he had no problem mercilessly grabbing your fighting hands into one of his own and pinning them uselessly above you. 

Your pleading falls onto deaf ears. Sukuna grabs onto the book, but before he can open it you manage to say just the right thing. 

“It’s private!” You squeak.

Sukuna pauses, his surprised eyes meeting yours like you had just called out your safe-word.

You know that you had probably just made him twice as curious as he was before about your notebook, but you weren’t ready to face the embarrassment of him finding out what was inside of it yet. It wasn't the time.

He rolls his eyes and before he releases you, his free hand reaches up and he gently flicks your nose. You flinch and he follows up the sting with a chaste but soothing kiss. 

“Cheater.” He mutters in defeat. With nothing left to toy with, he finally crawls off of you and heads towards the bathroom without another glance at your sketchbook. Before he passes the threshold, he leaves you with a request, but you can tell by the tone of his voice and the taunting smile he gives you that it was more like a new rule.

"No working in our bed after business hours, please."

[conditioned-to-obey]

slightly odd but when you write more intimate stuff, it reminds of the song posing in bondage by japanese breakfast, if you’d like to listen?

Goodness what a hefty compliment and a beautiful song. Thank you very much.

[shitnpiss]

what if in the 80s when stan goes to gravity falls, ford is possessed by bill when he answers the door and shoots and in the neck, then decapitates him. ford comes back to see his brother's head off of his body, panics, and performs a quick necromancy to revive stan into some kind of cephalophore

OH MY GOSH YES ANON THANK YOU I LOVE THIS

mullet Stan is so hot I need to see him headless I mean... I bet Ford also thinks his brother's big, strong body looks hot missing a head I MEAN...

Had to look up "cephalophore", surprised I haven't heard this word before! Stan becoming "saint who is depicted in Christian art with their severed head after beheading" except for the Saint and Christian part dhdtrhdgfnhdtb

Once he learns about Bill and how it wasn't Ford who beheaded him, Stan forgives Ford and would probably crack some jokes about being headless. "Looks like you got ahead of me, Sixer!"

[ikemenomegas]

Just read all of your jjk works and loved loved all of them, especially that one post about yuta thinking gojo got a gf and gojo's alpha loosing his shit and laughing bc an affair is the least likeliest thing that gojo would do. and now im kicking my feat thinking about what the other students would think once they knew that gojo did in fact have a mate and wasnt at all a fuckboy. Like nobara side eyeing gojo when he says that he has a mate, totally not believing him until you actually appear or when she seas gojo in the passenger seat with you in the car.

Aaah! Thank you for reading. That Yuta can't think of anything worse than having relationships problems is one of my favorite jokes. My second favorite is maybe people thinking that Gojo is a player, with all the "time" he doesn't have, and all the emotional bandwidth he also doesn't have? I also don't write him as having a particularly high sex drive... I am also giggling at the faces the rest of the students make haha.

Gojo is going to pout when you laugh at him. He's going to say something like "you don't think I could..."

And you can pat him on the arm and say "I don't think you would" and even if you mean different things by it, it still makes him preen a little.

He doesn't hide you exactly but even if he calls you his mate in front of others, he's told enough bad jokes this could just be another one of those. Everyone knows he's touchy and a little possessive so if some other omega is around and he's a little louder than usual, that's just Gojo being Gojo. And everyone knows the best way to survive Gojo is just doing what he wants, so if you let him swing you around like a ragdoll and pat his hand and say "yes dear" with an insincere expression, or call his name when he's being especially overbearing... well you were classmates and get away with more than most.

Sure some people know he's mated, and not just mated but married, but often those are put off by his blatant displays of loud, whiny behavior that they just think he's being his usual ill-mannered self and don't confirm or deny anything.

It drives the students who care nuts. Some of them (Panda and Inumaki) are gossip-mongers. Some of them just absolutely do not believe it (Nobara cannot imagine who would mate their useless sensei, let alone you who is responsible and serious about jujutsu, and treats people with respect). Some of them... encourage Satoru to make this dream a reality (Yuuji doesn't care whether it's true or not, but if Satoru says he's leaving them early for date night with you then he's cheering Gojo sensei on to "make it a great night"; Hakari also encourages Satoru to "get it"). The others mock him if you refuse to do something to his face (Maki, mostly Maki).

Let's be honest, Satoru orchestrates the little clues he ends up leaving for the students. The adults? he will perform some misdirection so no one gets weird ideas about you and Satoru being one anothers' Achilles' heel (really you're in more danger than him). The kids, he chose because he trusts them enough to join his faction and he has this thing about wanting people to like him, but not minding if they don't.

He smirks at Nobara when she catches sight of you picking him up in an expensive car. The car makes her jealous. The fact that he sticks his tongue out at her and leaves her to catch the train/bus back to campus puts her in a delightfully entertaining little rage.

Inumaki and Panda enjoy the game of finding out whether you and Satoru are together much more fun than the outcome so he lets them play. He'll "almost" get caught going to his knees while you kiss him on campus, he will show up if you're at the convenience store and the students are nearby and openly flirt with you while they're watching, etc. They're disappointed when they find out because they would rather help facilitate drama.

Yuta is... sort of appalled haha. So is Maki, but for different reasons. Yuta at this point has never been in or witnessed a healthy relationship in his life. He has a bit of a hard time wrapping his head around what he's actually right about - the ways in which Gojo and his Alpha's relationship is unhealthy but they still stay with one another without ever thinking about changing. Maki cannot believe you "chose this guy", and will say it to your face while sparring to try and win.

[thezoraprince]

“Will You Marry Me?” - Sidon x reader

“I have no idea how to word this and I’m so sorry if it’s a bad request but randomly I just thought of Sidon and hylian reader being friends when they were younger and Sidon asking her to marry him or something (the zora way), and she just responds with “if you can ask me that same question in a hundred years, I’ll marry you” and then they meet up again a hundred years later cause we started traveling with link and now they are sitting in the same spot and Sidon asks the same question😭 I know this is really bad but like” - anon

oh. mY. GOD! THE FEELS!! the friendship. the passing of time. everything. everything about this request is great. trust me, you did the lord’s work here by sending this in :’)

i had this all written out, and wanted to wait to post this one tomorrow. however, i’m feeling emotional tonight, and i felt posting it was needed.

i hope you enjoy (because this one is probably one of my favorites) <333

y/n - your name

“When we’re old enough, will you marry me?”

you were just kids

play pretending around the Bank of Wishes

but he wasn’t playing at the moment

he was serious about his statement

“Sidon… Zora’s age a little differently than Hylians…”

“I know…”

you sighed

“If you can ask me that again in a hundred years, I will.”

Sidon laughed

he knew your answer would have been different if Hylian’s and Zora’s aged the same

however, he also knew that you were both too young to get married regardless

time passed 

things changed

but your friendship never faded

never

but then

you were put into stasis

Purah and Impa thought it was best, since you were technically helping Link on his quest to save Hyrule

you wake up in a foggy haze

hardly remembering anything 

‘Where am I?’

as you venture along though, your memories start to return

even before you remember Sidon and Zora’s Domain, you’re heading that way

because your body just… leads you

it remembers the things you don’t

and here you are

standing in the domain’s center

hoping that someone could lead you in the right direction

lead you to remembering why you’re here

and there’s Sidon

Vah Ruta had already been taken care of

and he was running his daily errands

when he sees you, he drops EVERYTHING in his arms

he runs to you

wrapping his arms so tightly around your body

as if you’d been missing for a century

to him, though, you had been

“Y/n!”

he’s holding you so tightly

tears streaming down his cheeks and into your hair

you’re still trying to remember

but his touch feels so familiar to you

the Zoras in the area are starting 

but Sidon doesn’t care

“I’m so happy you’re safe.”

it takes some time to re-familiarize yourself with the domain

and Sidon is more than happy to help you regain your memories

he’s so understanding

and patient

oH HYLIA this man is patient

he tells you stories of your past

and stories of after you’d left

he makes everything seem so crystal clear

and once you fully regain a sense of self

and once your memories have returned

you remember what he said all those years ago

but you don’t say anything

because you know he couldn’t possibly remember something so small and silly

but still

you find yourselves sat at the Bank of Wishes

wading your feet in the water

your head laying against Sidon’s arm

and he smiles at you

“You know I love you, right?”

and you smile with a light, cheerful laugh

“I do.”

and he’s silent for a moment

he stares out into the water, thinking

“Do you remember what I asked the last time we were here? I’m sure it’s a bit fuzzy, but I wan—”

“I remember, Sidon.”

and his focus shifts to you

his eyes are wide

and he looks as if he’s seen a ghost

“I remember it well, actually. I remember the lotus flowers being in full bloom, just like they are now; how clear the sky was; how… how young we were…”

he’s silent still

“I remember.”

“Good.”

your focus on the water now 

you’re half expecting him to make a joke about how young and naive the both of you were

but

he doesn’t

“My feelings for you haven’t faded, you know…”

and you simply nod, still staring at the waves in the river

he caresses your face

“Y/n…”

you turn to face him

and his eyes gleaming from the sunlight’s reflection on the water

he stares at you for just a moment before placing his lips on yours

he’s soft

he’s warm

inviting

he pulls away slowly, his hand still placed on your cheek

“Is your answer still the same?”

you don’t speak

he knows your answer

but he still wants to ask

“Y/n, will you marry me?”

[chocoleopard]

HDHDJRJRJ YES FANGS KAKASHI

I keep imagining him as a lot more canine inclined than in canon

As in stuffed full of instincts that make him want to turn every fight into a hunt and go for the throat with his teeth instead of his kunai

teeth that he has used as a last defense on ANBU missions gone wrong

OOO and him with a completely different vocal range than most people that lets him literally howl with his ninken (there just so happened to be several rumors about tortured spirits haunting Konoha’s forests)

YOU HAVE JUST WORDED EVERY SINGLE THOUGHT I HAVE HAD FOR THE PAST 5+ YEARS INTO ONE PARAGRAPH IM INSANE!!!!!

I just ADORE the thought of Kakashi focusing his fighting style more on his instincts, rather than his weapons! Longer and sharp finger nails that dig into his opponents arms, rough, yet warm skin, canines longer than an average ninja would have, even almond pupils with his sharingan eye??? A yes from me.

Oh god, and him using those sharp teeth as a last attempt in gaining the upper hand over his enemies? Blood staining his teeth and dripping down his lips as he wipes it away with the back of his hand.

I am so obsessed with you for making me think some STRONG thoughts about this, anon.

[deepwaterwritingprompts]

How do you keep a from-scratch pie proper up and not melting all over the place? I don't know what I'm doing wrong. I always end up burning my hands trying to push the crust up before it finally hardens enough to stay against the tin sides on its own and it's horrible, I just want my pumpkin pie... Also, how do you make peach pie?

i love you anon. why do i not get MORE asks about pie making on my writing prompt blog??

i cant diagnose your issues perfectly over the phone, but generally speaking a melting pie is a symptom of the ingredients not being cold enough. whatever fat you're using in your pie, make sure its as cold as possible without being frozen before you cut it in, and make sure you're not using too much.

pie dough should only just come together before being rolled out, it should never be sticky. your butter/lard/shortening, whatever, and your water/vodka etc should all be cold cold cold.

different altitudes and temperatures will effect how well a pie stays cold/comes out, so no matter what I usually throw my pie crust back in the freezer or fridge whenever im not actively working with it. sometimes even after it's been filled, if it looks a little soft.

i will say, since baking a pumpkin pie requires blind baking (usually), that can definitely be a little more finicky. the bottom of my pumpkin pies are usually a little melty directly post blind bake/its not unusual for one section of the crust to droop a little. i recommend dry beans vs metal or clay pie weights and again, very very cold ingredients (I sometimes freeze the flour too if im baking in florida).

while i work on my own personal peach pie recipe (in the works, to test further this summer), here's the link to a good one.

i trust sally of the above linked recipe blog with most baked goods so i recommend looking at her other pies etc as well.

peace love and pie

- L

[fraternum-momentum]

Hello! Im awfully sorry to bother you but i wanted to make you aware someone who commissions and crates nsfw art of minor characters is rebloging your art, you can find more info about it here: https://www.tumblr.com/skele-bunny/718445954105245696/btd-and-tpof-community-beware

Again, I'm really sorry to bother, i just thought you should know

No, it's not a bother! Thank you so much for letting me know !!! And if any other btd/tpof artists are following me, please check if you have them already blocked. This is fucking disgusting. Their behavior is inexcusable and the fact they don't even respect Gato's wishes, the creator of the game they're making fanart for might I add, is vile.

The link of the post can be found here: https://www.tumblr.com/skele-bunny/718445954105245696/btd-and-tpof-community-beware

[not-poignant]

AAAAAAA I JUST GOT INTO YOUR UNDERLINE THE BLACK STORY AND I BINGED THE ENTIRETY IN A DAY, AND ALSO HEARD ABOUT YOUR HIATUS, SO THEN YOUR SUDDEN UPDATE WAS SUCH A PLEASANT SURPRISE!!!!

PLEASE REMEMBER TO REST THOUGH, AND NOT TO PUSH YOURSELF TOO HARD, love your work!

Hallooooo

I am not pushing myself too hard! And posting the chapter felt really nice/good, so I promise I wasn't hurting myself at all by posting it. :D I've written up to chapter 93 so I have a good buffer!

I'm so glad you've been enjoying it! I'm sorry you landed in the middle of a hiatus (if it helps at all I've always finished all my long serials, even the ones I've taken a hiatus through), but also happy you got to have that little extra update.

Remember to look after yourself as well!! :D I hope I can keep bringing more fun/exciting/upsetting/comforting chapters to folks soon *bounces*

[antiendovents]

You’re doing a great job! You’re a deity among a crowd of people that love you!

Your blog is amazing!

I’ll worship the ground you walk on! You’re perfect! No one else can reach you!

(It’s me again, the one to give you supply ❤️

No crashing on my watch! :3)

thank you !!! You are truly saviour :D

(We get like no supply outside of this blog, so we appreciate this very much!! You're amazing anon /gen)

[amee-racle-ofmyown]

the heist!mark brainrot is consuming me…, just imagine mark n the viewer meeting for the first time as little kids to shoplift candy or smth together ╥﹏╥

the (brain)rot consumes!! I can relate

my dear anon... LISTEN. I am a big advocate for childhood friends captaineer, it's one of my favourite headcanons, but a childhood friends AU for the heist partners? that's something I hadn't considered until now. and it's adorable. I had to write something for it asap because I was INSPIRED. I hope you enjoy💖 thanks for sparking the idea!

Heist!Mark x reader (not explicitly romantic at all it's more about the friendship in this one) | Words: 1,317

You are in the kitchen of your shared home base, unloading the groceries your heist partner has just bought, when you pick up a bag of sour candies, smiling quietly to yourself. He's always been a fan of them.

Turning the packet in your hands, an old memory drifts to the surface of your mind:

You don't remember exactly how long ago it was, but you couldn't have been much older than maybe ten.

Your father was busy working, and had reluctantly sent you to the store with a small list after you insisted you could handle it on your own.

You slipped the folded piece of paper out of your school bag and scanned the list of items. At the bottom was a note that read, ‘Remember to stay hydrated, kiddo! :)’

You walked around the supermarket collecting the few things on your list and placed them in your trolley. On your way to the checkout, you passed through the candy aisle and slowed to eye the products on display.

‘Aren't you going to get anything?’

Your head perked up, shocked at the sudden voice addressing you.

There was a boy next to you with dark hair, looking at you inquisitively. He seemed to be about your age. He might have even been slightly shorter than you.

You must have been standing here for longer than you realised if it had prompted him to ask you about it.

You shook your head.

‘Why not?’

‘Oh, um. My dad only gave me enough money for what we need,’ you said timidly, showing him the list.

‘Ohh, that's too bad.’ Then, a small yet undeniably mischievous smile appeared on his face. He glanced discreetly up and down the aisle. ‘You know you can just — ’ and he took one of the small packets of candy off the shelf and slipped it swiftly into his pocket.

Your eyes went wide, stunned. Both from the fact that he was suggesting you steal, and at the speed and subtly with which he'd enacted the crime, as if he'd done it dozens of times before, if not more.

‘What are you doing?’ you spoke in a harsh whisper.

‘It's no big deal,’ he said in a lower voice than before, but one that still felt entirely too loud. He slipped another bag into his pocket.

You did not want to associate with this boy any longer.

You pushed your trolley away and towards the checkout, handing your items to the cashier.

You were unhappy to find the boy waiting for you when you exited the store, shopping bag in your hand.

‘What do you want?’ you asked, a little standoffishly, frowning at him.

‘There's no need to be rude,’ he said with a small pout. ‘Y'know, I think I might have seen you at school a few times.’

To your dismay, he followed along as you started walking home. When you pressed him, he simply said, ‘Hey, I'm not following you! I live down this way too, I promise!’

As the two of you walked, he chatted annoyingly by your side. What was more annoying was that you found you didn't mind his presence. You were a quiet kid and you didn't have many friends. Having someone to walk home with you was kind of a nice change of pace.

Just as you thought this, though, you immediately chided yourself mentally. You and him were not friends. You weren't going to be friends. This boy was a criminal and he wasn't even sorry about it.

You frowned in thought.

Oh no, what if he got caught? What if you went to juvenile jail for being an accomplice to theft? What would Dad say? What would Mom say? What if—’

‘Hey, are you listening to me? You haven't responded to anything I'm saying.’

You simply sighed as he pulled you out of your thoughts.

‘Are you still mad about the candy? I told you it's not a big deal.’

You stopped as you realised you were approaching your front door. The journey seemed to have gone a little faster than usual.

‘Really?’ you finally replied in an exasperated tone. ‘That was no big deal for you? That was stealing. Stealing is wrong.’ You couldn't believe you had to spell it out to him.

‘They won't notice a couple tiny bags of candy are gone. My mom says big companies that own supermarkets are greedy. They make loads of money anyway and don't pay enough taxes.’

‘Does your mom know you're a thief?’

‘W- well, no, but-’

‘That’s what I thought.’

He looked a little disheartened.

‘Please don't tell anyone. I'm sorry if I upset you,’ he said quietly, looking down.

You hadn't really expected an apology from someone like him. You sighed again.

‘I won't tell, but don't expect me to just go along with it. And don't act like we're best buds all of a sudden. We don't know each other. You don't even know my name!’

‘Well, what's your name?’

You gave him a slightly surprised look before telling him your name, albeit hesitantly.

‘Look, I have to get going now…’

You fumbled with the shopping bag as you reached into your coat pocket, feeling for the house key, when you suddenly felt something that wasn't there before. It made a crinkling sound beneath your touch.

‘You didn't.’ You pulled the candy out of your pocket. ‘When did you—?’

The boy grinned at you.

‘I thought you could have one of mine.’

‘I don't want your stolen candy!’

‘Judging by how you looked at it earlier, I think you do. And besides, stolen treats taste better!’ he called out, already walking away.

‘Wh- SHH!’ You hoped none of your neighbours had heard.

‘I'm Mark by the way! See ya, buddy!’

You stood outside the front door, dumbfounded.

Finally you let yourself in. Your dad wouldn't be home yet for a while.

You put the shopping away and sat down at your kitchen table, staring at the stolen goods in front of you.

You could try to put it back but… that would be more suspicious.

You figured, the deed had been done. There was nothing you could do now, so you may as well make the most of it.

You tore the edge of the packet and popped one of the candies in your mouth, savouring the sweet and sour combination on your tongue.

Maybe Mark was right. It did taste extra good. But maybe it was just because you'd been craving it.

What a weird kid.

‘Stealing is wrong, huh…?’ you mumble under your breath. You look down at the candy in your hands. It's not the same brand as the one from back then, but you imagine it tastes more or less the same, from what you remember.

Present day Mark is the one to pull you out of your musings.

‘Hey, what's with that face you're making? I know that look, buddy. Are you contemplating your life choices??’

You chuckle softly.

‘Just… got reminded of something. I suppose I got lost in nostalgia for a moment.’

‘Oh yeah? Penny for your thoughts?’

You turn and smile at him.

‘This just made me think of an annoying little boy stealing candy from a supermarket. And his reluctant acquaintance who ended up getting dragged into his antics for the foreseeable future.’

It takes a second for it to click.

‘Ohhhhh.’ You watch as realisation turns to him smiling fondly at the memories, which turns to him snapping his attention to you with a fake-offended look.

You laugh at his expression.

‘Wait, hey! Annoying?!’

‘Mhm.’

‘Excuse you, I was a wonderful, sweet and positively charming child.’

Your laughter rings out in the kitchen, full of mirth, and he shakes his head at you with a familiar lopsided grin, and you are so grateful for the cheeky little boy who approached you that day.

[galedekarios]

Hey 😊 I just wanted to reach out and say that you are one of my favourite accounts on this website.

I love your character analysis and screenshots of Gale.

I hope you are doing well in these strange post-covid times.

❤️ 💙 💜

that's so sweet of you! 🖤 thank you!

i'm trying to dip my toes back into meta posts bc they are always such an undertaking and the early access cut & changed content series eats up so much of my energy and time.

i also still have asks sitting in my inbox that i definitely want to get around to answering!

(i'm also thinking of making a masterpost of all my metas, but that task seems so daunting now.)

[bogcreacher]

So I'm head over heels with your comics and art so much??? How do you do your character design markings gen q they're just so chefs kiss, I always struggle with colors n making stuff unique but cohesive so like seawings are recognizably seawings despite not looking 100% alike

ahhhh thank you so much, that’s super kind!! :,) 

That’s 100% something I struggle with too! I’ve found that honing in on unique features helps, even if you have to invent them  yourself - like I give my SandWings their silly eyelashes and my MudWings their tusks - but there’s variation from individual to individual. Also keeping just head shape consistent really helps I think!

If ur mad like me you can make a list of the things you try to keep the same within one species (because I always forget, lol) 

[staticscreenz]

do you have any art advice for beginner artists?

thank you for reaching out! i really do appreciate that you'd ask me this. i'll do my best to provide a brief but comprehensive answer.

i'd also like to preface this by saying that i am a disabled, self-taught artist without any formal training, so any advice i give will be through the lens of that experience

make art out of passion. this is the most important piece of advice i can give. if you are making art with the purpose of satisfying an invisible audience, or with the vague goal of "fame" or "success", you may never truly enjoy what you do. it may sound selfish, but i believe in making art because you like to and because you want to, not for the enjoyment of others.

don't be afraid of making "bad" art. "bad" is subjective; my favorite pieces are those that look "unfinished" or "unprofessional". but most people tend to think their art is "bad" when they cannot execute a concept, or when the result does not match the one in their head. i cannot promise you that art will always be easy; in fact, it can and will be extremely frustrating at times. but it will always be rewarding to have tried to work with new concepts, even if for the purpose of learning to better apply them in the future.

use references and tutorials as-needed. a lot of beginner artists feel like this is cheating, but i can assure you that even the most professional of artists use and have used references or tutorials to get where they are now. if you're unsure of where to start, i have a whole pinterest board with these things that i update fairly regularly.

there is so much more i can say, but then this post would go on forever. i hope this is helpful, and if not, my ask box is always open.

[blueberrypancakesworld]

I seriously love your writing! I really love it :) tysm for the Satin x female reader, it gave me hope because as a woman I do have a small crush on him :’)

Thank you dear anon I'm really happy that you like my writing so much I really appreciate that and Satin the pretty boy of the night watch and (Jons's crush) but even Jon calls Satin pretty and I mean Satin worked in a brothel and besides men I'm sure a few women came there just for him ;) Ps : That's a very beautiful crush you have :)