#ahaha 🔪

[sunsetcurveauto]

Tell me about the dream where we pull bodies out of the lake / and dress them in warm clothes again.

bbc merlin: diamond of the day: part 2 // angels in america, tony kushner // kokomo, victoria hannan // bbc merlin: behind the scenes // the ghost on the shore, lord huron // leaving port, ingeborg bachmann (tr. mark anderson) // scheherazade, richard siken

[cottoncandytomu]

alright i dont mean to be that bitch but-

this fine ass masc woman i got this lowkey crush on just got out of a relationship. WHICH IS TERRIBLE but not for me lasjkgdfsukAGHJ DFSKAHJFG and i just found out she thinks im cute. FUCK- are the gods finally answering my masc woman prayers? GYYAAAHT

[rioabaixo]

Governo: temos de dinamizar o interior!!

Governo: não aposta nos transportes do interior, não investe na saúde e não faz nada pela falta de médicos de família, não investe na construção de casa

Governo: why doesn't anyone want to live inland ://

[torchstelechos]

Loop, desperately trying to make sure Siffrin doesn't kill himself via dagger: Ahah noooo, don't kill yourself, you're so sexyyyyy ahaha....

Siffrin, Ace as hell: 🤨🔪❓

[sugoi-writes]

Lips of an Angel - RadioApple (Alastor x Lucifer)

Kinktober - Day XXII - Face Fuck (RadioApple)

⚠️Warnings⚠️- Choking (inflicted on self), MLM, face fuckery, mentions and imagery of tongues, sacrilegious speech, Alastor and Lucifer fucking each other with their eyes, semen landing where it shouldn't, cursing, old men bickering STILL, hickies mention, Lucifer should def have a collar and not a bowtie, Alastor uses 'cher', Alastor is greedy so most of this is from his maddening POV, and just general debauchery

A/N: Ahaha-- hah-- SORRY. IM A BUSY ENBY, HERE IS THIS. IM GONNA TRY TO POST MY MISSED PROMPT BEFORE MIDNIGHT. TLDR; Tumblr fucking ate my final draft. Haunted House life, and 3 jobs got me FUCKED. UP. Ugh. Anyways-- ENJOY. PLEASE READ MY WIVES STORIES OR ILL CUT YOU Kinktober Masterlist

@hazelfoureyes @macabr3-barbi3 @minkdelovely @synamartia @fraugwinska I missed y'all dhdhdjdjd

🔪 MDNI--ISTG🔪

"Easy, Bambi... I want to try something different," Lucifer rasped, having to practically grapple with his partner to get him to slow down. Alastor, in all of his disheveled glory, gawks at Lucifer's 'pause'. He angrily huffs, shoving his sweat-slicked hair out of his face. If he had it his way, Lucifer’s neck would be adorned with more affection, as it called it. 

"Darling, you wait until NOW to tell me?" He says through gritted teeth, though his protest soon morphs into a startled gasp. Lucifer, the sweet talker with an even sweeter touch, has an onyx hand wrapped around his shaft. The fallen angel relishes the sound Alastor chokes on, his fingertip gliding over his sensitive, weeping slit. 

"Well, aren't some of the best ideas spontaneous~?" Lucifer coos, kissing the Radio Demon on the cheek," Like the one you just jumped into?" 

It was rare to have 'contact' of this nature without some sort of build up. It usually took days of teasing, acting coy, and riling up Alastor before the buck finally chased the doe (metaphorically and literally). Admittedly, Lucifer’s libido never really slowed down post divorce, and he would do his best to acclimate to Alastor’s tendencies. But today, well... Today was much different. With a ravenous appetite after successfully thwarting a certain, pesky Tv Star... Alastor was riding more than just an ego high, to say the least. 

And so, here they were: riling each other up and chasing a blaze that had been kindled with gasoline. Alastor was heated and ready--more than ready– until this sudden change of pace. 

In some ways, it frustrated Alastor. But Lucifer was right; a song could grow stale without a tempo change or two. He's even said it himself aloud before– more than likely in front of Lucifer himself. 

Maybe a higher octave for his lover would be a pleasurable change... if the sinner were only so lucky. To make Lucifer wail his name, while practically sobbing against him– ahh, old habits never die, after all.

Alastor sighs, relaxing under Lucifer's teasing," Hah-- ahhn, fine... What do you have in mind, cher?" 

🩸🩸🩸

The Radio Demon bit his lip– a nervous habit– as his manhood stood bare and proud before the ruler of Hell. All the while, the King was sprawled onto his back sensually. Lucifer couldn't help but chuckle as he shifted, allowing his head to fall over the edge of the bed. From his perspective, Alastor seemed apprehensive, the adorable flush of his weeping tip mirrored across the bridge of his nose.

"I'm failing to see where this is going..." Alastor admits," That doesn't look very comfortable," he finishes matter-of-factly, not missing the way Lucifer’s nose scrunched up in amusement.

His partner tries not to snort at his earnest remark, before opening his mouth widely. Alastor could only watch as Lucifer ran his tongue across his bottom lip invitingly, as if to suggest something. Like a deer in the headlights, Alastor froze, still not realizing what Lucifer implied.

Like a good patient in the doctor's office, he lays his tongue flat and proudly declares," Ahhhh~"

When Alastor still didn't comprehend the hint, he started firmly pointing between his face and his partner’s cock. Alastor's cheeks soon mimicked the hellscape outside, a deeper red washing over his entire face. There we go, Lucifer thought.

He smiles, brows wiggling as he waves Alastor over with two, nimble fingers.

"I promise, baby, I'll be fine... Like I said, it's something new. We don't have to, if you don't want to. But, I figured it was time to be more spontaneous~ 'like you mentioned before." 

Drat. He was right, Alastor thought. Lucifer had been taking notes.

Alastor coughs to hide his meekness, not missing the way that Lucifer's eyes darted to watch his cock kick reflexively. He can't help but bite his lip more harshly, unable to suppress his chuckle in turn. Shameless as he was, Lucifer was irrationally attractive... maybe even more so now. Despite the smaller man's nonchalant demeanor, his body... Well, his body sold a dazzling picture. 

The peak of human– err, angelic– physique. Skin that appeared to be hardened marble, but gave under the lightest tough. The elegant gradient from the iridescent white to the deepest pitch on his extremities, hand painted by the Lord above. His torso and abdominals rose and fell steadily, as a thin sheen of sweat clinged to it. Alastor glanced towards his face, a sight never meant for his sinful gaze... And yet, there he was, gazing lovingly at the smile that graces him. He marveled at the golden locks that dangled around the devil's head effortlessly. The pale, normally well-maintained hair mimicked the halo that he once lost. Even so, this couldn't hold a candle to the soft, gold and red eyes that met his own, simmering with a heat that begged him to get closer. 

Ethereal. Lucifer was absolutely ethereal. 

And here he was, about to shove his cock into that deliriously handsome face. Could he do such a thing? A vulgar, carnal act on something so purposely divine?

The angel in question knew that Alastor was bewitched; absolutely devastated by him. He's right: how could Alastor resist such curated, unashamed temptation? The devil grinned wider as his eyes lidded dangerously–he wanted to make Alastor worse. 

"Then I suppose you'd like me to take the lead? Set the tempo?" Alastor drawls, interrupting the sexually charged silence. He strides over to Lucifer slowly, as if he would change his mind and lunge away. But he never looked away, even as a single, clawed digit ran up the length of his neck. Lucifer sighed wantonly and trembled, goose flesh flaring in the claw’s wake. Perhaps Alastor wasn't the only one who was in a trance… 

Alastor could feel the sigh just below his digit, Lucifer's 'apple' bobbing in his throat in a way that tempted him to bite down.

"Yes please~" the turned angel cooed, placing a hand on both of Alastor's thighs to pull him closer. Alastor stammered as his length fell against Lucifer's cheek, the warmth welcome against his feverish prick. He rolled his eyes when a wink was thrown his way, lining himself up to the heated, damp cavern just past the devil's lips. He asked for this, Alastor thought... And weren't holy sites just itching to be desecrated? 

The moment that Alastor allowed himself to ease into Lucifer's pliant mouth, he groaned. Alastor felt a jolt travel from his core through his spine before slamming back down into his loins. A full body shudder settled over him as he gave in to the warmth that surrounded him.

Though he typically found the sensation of a blow job odd... It felt different this way. From this angle, he also made a startling discovery: he could descend MUCH deeper now. 

Alastor looked down when he heard a moan, shuddering again as he felt it pass through his cock. His own breath caught when he saw how much Lucifer began twitching beneath him, legs pressing together to seek some sort of friction. Alastor's resolve to be gentle loosened, brow setting harshly. He thrust his cock down to the hilt, listening and watching Lucifer took him eagerly. Again, Alastor found little to no resistance... What an interesting little position his love cooked up for them~ He'd have to thank him again for the marvelous idea. But now wasn't a time for words; he’d show it much more earnestly with his body. 

Alastor experimentally rolled his hips, gasping when he felt that familiar, serpentine tongue writhing about his cock. The moment it brushed the patch of sensitive flesh below his cock head, it was over. 

As if a switch was flicked, Alastor began to move, his hips settling on a steady, needy rhythm. Lucifer, receptive to the treatment, moaned around the dick in his mouth lewdly. Alastor was rewarded with two hands grasping his hips, pulling him even closer and lodging him impossibly deeper inside. Even in his predicament, Lucifer kept his hands busy, kneading what little flesh blanketed the deer demon's hips.

"G-Good Lord" Alastor groaned, a hand holding his bouncing fringe out of his face while the other braced against Lucifer's shoulder. The ripple that traveled through Lucifer's cheeks with every impact made him lose his train of thought, his mouth gaping and shutting. Like a fish out of water, he was practically gasping for air. And soon enough, Alastor's mouth could only hang open, completely in awe at the sensations and sights below him.

" H-How... Hells, how are you-- so?? So-- Haaah!" Alastor’s mind became soft and plush, like the sheets that decorated his King's bed. He sighed when he felt Lucifer smiling and hallowing his cheeks, deepening the suction of his maw. Much to his own delight, Alastor's back arched, the change doing wonders to his flushed, aching member.

The Radio Demon cursed lowly, biting his bottom lip as his hips met Lucifer's face harshly. He was completely enthralled, watching the way his cock kicked and bobbed in Lucifer's throat with every pass. His member was going well past the point that any mortal could handle-- not that the size of his prick was helping with that, either… This marvel had soon become his obsession; he needed, no– he demanded more.

He felt himself growing hotter all over, the temptation to wrap his hands around Lucifer’s throat and squeeze driving him mad. Lucifer would look quite nice with a collar around his neck too, wouldn't he... Imagining it straining around his neck as his cock plunged deeper and deeper made Alastor keen in a shrill, helpless tone. A mental note for another time, for another heated encounter...

As if reading his mind, Lucifer snaked a hand up to his own throat, hand splayed across it provocatively. Touch me, grasp me, it almost screamed... God be damned. Alastor felt like he was already in the warm embrace of Heaven. 

The sinner's eyes fluttered for a moment, imagining the drool and spend already dripping out of the Morningstar's mouth, running up and into his closed eyes and along his forehead. The imagery alone made him moan again, nearly stumbling forward as he felt pressure increasing around his cock. 

In a feat he didn't believe possible, Lucifer had started to squeeze his own throat. He decidedly made the descent of his cock even tighter– a feat that had Alastor whining. Alastor felt his manhood flinch, his balls tightening and drawing up– he was on the brink of going absolutely feral. 

Lucifer's name was forced through Alastor's swollen lips, a fang soon puncturing the plush flesh and drawing the first rivulets of blood that night. The metallic taste could only sate him so much as his hips became erratic.

"Fuck, close... Lucifer, I'm– Ahh, take it… Pl-Please, take it!!!" 

Alastor held onto Lucifer by his hair, tugging harshly as his hips snapped against him urgently. A needy moan matched the whine vibrating through his cock, sending Alastor's eyes rolling back. Lucifer was ready, more than ready to make Alastor cum. 

It wouldn't take much more, energetic, uneven thrusts overwhelming the both of them. The nimble, wriggling tongue lapping at Alastor's tip is what finally made him spill his long awaited seed.

"Haaah, ahnn! Cumming! Cumming, Lucif-ahhhn!!! Fuck!” 

Alastor hardly registered the gag from below, mind lost in the haze of his climax. His antlers splintered and expanded as he growled, head thrown back in complete, blinding rapture. Bliss and carnal desire rose over everything else, his mind filled only with thoughts of staying in the warm heat as long as he could. 

Then: two harsh smacks to the Radio Demon's ass brought him back to reality, his red and white tail flagging upward. A warning of danger; danger he's causing to his lover. 

"Ohh, shit– of course–" 

Despite the demands of his cock, Alastor pulled out swiftly, allowing Luci to breathe. His hand replaced Lucifer's parted lips as he rode the rest of his high, trying and failing to catch his breath. Alastor watched as the last few ropes of semen landed on Lucifer's face: one against his chin, the other just across one of his eyes. Alastor was quick to wipe away the mess with his thumb, an apologetic laugh bubbling in his chest. 

"Apologies, sorry... That was--" 

"Fantastic~" Lucifer said in a sing-song cadence, looking up to the Radio Demon with glossy, wide eyes. Even with a neglected, ruined voice, Lucifer's excitement could hardly be missed. 

"Now that was fun~" Lucifer rolled onto his stomach, lolling his head to and fro until he felt the muscles in his neck relax. This distraction worked perfectly for Alastor, who rounded the bed until he was at foot of it. 

"Fun~?" Alastor chimed, a dark chuckle filling the room with a familiar static and a wanton promise. Though based on the tone, Lucifer assumed it was more of a threat.

"Oh dear, did you think we were done? I haven't forgotten about you... And in turn, I plan to make you see stars–" Alastor admonishes, a cool pair of tendrils snaking up Lucifer's thighs. The devil trembles beneath their touch, his pleased sigh suddenly turning into a squawk as his erection was cupped hastily.

"Ahh–! Well, I guess I did make you s-sahhh~ s-see stars just now, hah~?” The tender touch grew keener as the tendrils danced about his body, making Lucifer shiver,” Mmm…It would be nice to see stars in tURN--?" 

Lucifer is thrown onto his back, righted on the bed as his head lands in the embrace of too-many pillows. Bewildered and horny, Lucifer marvels at the sight of Alastor's enlarged frame crawling up his bed, head lowering between his shaking legs. 

"O-Oh fuck– haha, eager to please, Bambi?" 

Lucifer's smirk suddenly melts into a surprised 'o', Alastor's tongue running up the length of his twitching member in a heated, passionate line. Solid, dark scleras gaze back up at him, unending and vast as Limbo itself. Lucifer had only realized how long and filthy his night would be when a pair of radio dials flickered back at him. 

"Revenge, more like~ For not letting me have a taste sooner... But I'm sure you'll be more than 'pleased' when I'm done with you.”

Lucifer swallowed hard, but couldn't help the shrill shout as Alastor wrapped his tongue around him, coddling and caressing his cock. He let his head fall back, a sarcastic comment melting away as he allowed Alastor to take the lead once more.

[outrosword]

this man is gonna get enough votes to be the second political force i hate it here man

WHY THE FUCKKKKK WHY THE FUCK IS THE CHEGA CONVENTION LIVE ON TV WHY ARE YOU LETTING THIS MAN SPEAK

[asteria7fics]

hey! while i don't want to assume that you're still doing this challenge, but if you are, i'd love to hear your thoughts on bebe! your analysis on wendy was excellent, so i just want to hear more lol

🏳️‍🌈 A sexuality headcanon

🏳️‍⚧️ A gender headcanon

🧸 A headcanon about their childhood

👻 A headcanon about what scares them

🎶 A headcanon about music

👽 A headcanon about a weird quirk of there

💝 A headcanon about their love language

🫂 A friendship headcanon

💔 An angsty headcanon

🪢 A headcanon about their family

📓 A headcanon about their hobbies

👗 A headcanon about their clothes

🔪 A headcanon relating to fighting/violence

🌟 A headcanon about their desires/wishes

🍫 A headcanon about food

🎭 A headcanon about what they lie about

❤️‍🔥 A romantic headcanon

💄 An appearance headcanon

🖕 A headcanon relating to anger

😬 A headcanon about the worst thing they’ve done

😶 A random headcanon

(sorry about the number of questions here. Answer as much or as little as you want!)

-<3

Hell yeah dude! I’m happy to keep doing these as long as people have characters they want me to blab about!

And truthfully, talking about Bebe will probably actually help me a ton. She makes super limited appearances in EWILY but I’d like to explore her character more in the future!

Anyway, let’s get into it!

🏳️‍🌈 - So deep in the walk-in closet it’s actually a little embarrassing. Bebe’s the kinda girl that acts straight 99% of the time, but WILL make out with her female friends when she’s drunk. But it, like, didn’t mean anything she swears.

🏳️‍⚧️ - Cis girl. Definitely most comfortable when presenting high feminine.

🧸 - I kinda like to think Bebe was a little bit spoiled as a child. Not rotten, she was just one of those kids that got whatever she wanted. As an only child, she was doted on pretty heavily by her parents and extended family.

👻 - Not much truly scares Bebe, though she would definitely be the kinda girl that agrees to see a scary movie with a hot guy just so she can scream and grab hold of his arm. If she was in a really terrifying situation though? She is on her knees begging for her life, all confidence is out the window.

🎶 - Bebe loves popular music, and is a MASSIVE Swiftie!!! Owns every album, spends hours online discussing lore and hint drops. Currently, I think she’d also really like Sabrina Carpenter, Olivia Rodrigo and Meg Thee Stallion.

👽 - She’s so…. Normal, that it’s hard to imagine her doing anything ‘quirky’. I do imagine she probably went through a phase of biting her cute little pink pens and pencils until someone scared her about it ruining her teeth (probably Kyle making an offhand comment lmao).

💝 - Gift giving. NEXT! Ahaha no but seriously loves receiving gifts. I think she gives love with a lot of physical touch though. Big on hugs and hand holding.

🫂 - As we know, Wendy is her BFF, though Bebe is very popular and makes friends extremely easily. She’s one of those people that will go into the bathroom at a party and come out with a whole new friend group and plans with them for the following weekend.

💔 - Bebe stopped trying to keep a boyfriend in the summer between freshman and sophomore year, claiming to be over stupid boys and wanting to be in her ‘hot girl era’, but she was really just tired of being disappointed by jerks who treated her like garbage. She’s really kind of given up on the idea of ‘love’ as something real and attainable.

🪢 - She is very close with both of her parents, spending tons of time gossiping and shopping with her mom if she isn’t with her other friends. She’s her father’s perfect little angel, and he definitely brought her chocolates and consoled her after her worst breakups.

📓 - Bebe’s top hobby is being a social butterfly, but she also really loves makeup and fashion! I could see her attempting to become an influencer during college for some extra income. She also definitely used to be a horse girl, though she probably no longer keeps horses into her teens.

👗 - Perfect transition from the last question hehe! Bebe keeps up with most trends, so at the current moment she would wear tons of Y2K inspired clothes! Low waisted jeans, mini skirts and baby tees. She has a revolving wardrobe and rarely wears the same combination of clothes twice.

🔪 - Bebe can and will fuck you up. You saw what she did to Butters. Talk shit about one of her girls? Start praying brother it’s over for you, especially if she’s sloshed.

🌟 - She would claim to be happy with the idea of being independent, as some kind of influencer or maybe a personal assistant to a super famous celebrity, but she secretly fantasizes about having an extravagant wedding and starting a family. Yes, she’s had a wedding Pinterest board since she was like twelve.

🍫 - Unfortunately probably succumbs to a lot of social pressure to stay thin, using a ton of super unhealthy trend diets throughout her early teens in an attempt to stay skinny. As she gets older though she starts to accept herself as she’s meant to be, with a lot of help from Wendy and a great many lectures about the health risks associated with those horrible, bullshit diets.

🎭 - Ahahaha being straight!! No, but seriously, she lies constantly to her parents about where she is and who she’s with. Despite being spoiled, they don’t love some aspects of her lifestyle (namely, doing lots of drugs and having lots of sex ahaha).

❤️‍🔥 - As I’ve mentioned, Bebe has sort of given up on the idea of being in love. She has a few sexual partners that she revisits occasionally, but the second they start catching feelings she dips.

💄 - GORGEOUS!!! STUNNING!!! Big, bouncy blond curls, round features and the most insanely blue eyes out of anyone in town (second is probably Stan tbh, brother stares into your soul with those things). And her makeup is always FLAWLESS?? An actual guru, she should really go to cos school.

🖕 - Bebe’s a bad bitch, we all know this, though she’s got a longer fuse than you might expect. Unless she’s drunk. I think this whole ask has taught us all not to let Bebe get too drunk, huh?

😬 - Nothing! She’s a perfect angel and has never done anything wrong! JK she sleeps with girls’ boyfriends on the regular. None of her friends though, don’t worry. She’s not a total monster. (Also, the whole list thing? Yeah, that was rotted. I support her wrongs and her rights)

😶 - Despite appearing very infrequently in EWILY, Bebe actually plays a very important role. Aside from hosting the post benefit party at her house, of course. She also probably helped Wendy when she was running for class president! Aaaw girls supporting girls, love them!

Thank you for these, anon!! I really don’t get enough of a chance to stop and think about some of the side characters like I did when I was working on TSOB, so it’s helpful to be handed an opportunity to do so! I hope my answers please and sparkle!

[darkicedragon]

Current antagonist calls the current group hatchlings.

Wilders are born from eggs! >8DD

SHES NOT PAYING ATTENTION TO THEM AHAHA.

THEY DID THE WHOLE FUCKIN 'Huh. It's gotten pretty noisy here. We should do something about that.' ^-^🔪 INSTEAD OF ACKNOWLEDGING THE ENEMIES AND I LOVE THAT SO MUCH AAAAAAH. And afterwards the characters are just 'Good. It's quiet again. :D'

It's a shame I couldn't have actual curb stomp stats to go along with their confidence, but the enemies went down easily enough. :D

So now I'm in the next area but

I might be slightly underpowered right now. 8') So back to just waiting for stuff to level up with. :(

[fictionkinfessions]

i may as well try my hand at the emoji canons game AHAHA.

1️⃣: 🦸‍♀️🏫💫🪐 🆚 ❤️🔪🩸

2️⃣: 🎭😰 ➡️ 🤖🎮 ➡️ 🎡🎠💛🩷💚💜

3️⃣: 🦌❄️🎄🪽🧊

4️⃣: 👾🦊🇬🇧 ➡️ 🇪🇸⭐️🥪💎

5️⃣: 🎨🖌️👩‍🎨🕐🌙💻😡☔️🤳

— #🎀🤖💫

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[leffee]

Pepper: “Hey Minka, I've been meaning to ask you, how come you're always so happy?”

Minka: “Oh, it's simple, Pepper. The key to happiness is to not murder anyone.”

Pepper: (taken aback) “I beg your pardon?”

Minka: “just a little joke! I find joy in the little things in life, like laughter and kindness.”

Vinnie: “what if I don’t mind not being happy?” 🔪🩸😐

Pepper & minka: 🫢😦

But yes! Hell yeah! You get me. I just think we should give Vinnie a gun and see what happens. Or a knife, gun is such an unsexy weapon, you know what I mean? He has lust for blood and so do I.

Of course he doesn't mind not being happy, he's never been anyway might as well kill a person or two.

Pepper when she realizes that she's surrounded by two murders. Ahaha, maybe. Probably? Naaaah. At least not two...

You know those emojis after Vinnie's sentence make me imagine that's actively, repeatedly and quickly stabbing some already dead body as he speaks it. He just appears in the middle of their conversation and that's that. Mmm blood, yummy! Yummy yummy in his tummy.

*pats his head* good boy

[honey-minded-hivemind]

trick or treatessura 🎃 \(0w0)/🔪

Ahaha! Trick or Treat!

[18shadesofmay]

Oh well, you said speak up introvert. So here I am. After contemplating for 5 hours what I should talk about.

Hello wonderful sunbeam, blessing to the earth. How do you do this fine day? May every waking hour you spend be filled with peace and joy.

whatamitalkingstopreadingthisplease

ahaha for 5 hours of thought, that’s a pretty flattering ask, sweet moot

SUNBEAM ok what would you like to eat🔪

THIS waking hour has certainly been most delightful, esteemed mutual.

[diariodiunadolcegattina]

Se vuoi quando non dormi giochiamo un po', ti va?

Mi diverto molto con Cluedo ahaha 🔪😂

[chickycherrycola]

🕯️ 🔪 🪲 🎨

For that writer ask heheheh 😎

From the Writer Truth or Dare game I reblogged last week ✍

*cracks knuckles* ohoho, you picked some very fun ones 😎 here we go~

🕯: on a scale from 1 to 10, how much do you enjoy editing? why is that?

a solid 10/10, omg, i love editing. it's probably my favorite part of the writing process because it's the part in which I really see the story take shape, all the narrative pieces fall into place, all the little details sharpen and come into focus. I love editing so much that it's incredibly difficult for me to silence my internal editor while drafting, and that's why I write so slow... I'm definitely guilty of spending hours, days even, on refining the same paragraph or passage before my full draft is even finished 🤣 I'm just so addicted to that high feeling I get when I figure out the perfect word or phrase to make a sentence SING.

something something words are my drug of choice

🔪: what's the weirdest topic you've researched for a writing project?

ahaha oh man, i fear that my answer to this one is not going to be all that weird or interesting 😅 for King of My Heart I've done a crazy amount of research on various world monarchies, European castles and palaces, and architectural styles of the Mediterranean region. For What Happens In Vegas I spent a truly mind-boggling amount of time scouring AirBnB profiles and Google-Earth scoping various attractions on The Strip, and my phone STILL gives me ads and news alerts for the Las Vegas metropolitan area more than a year later.

now, if we're talking stuff I've researched for my NSFW fics... that's a whole different ballgame. I think that probably my research into fireplay for an as-yet-unfinished Zutara fic probably takes the cake there 😏🔥

🪲: add 50 words to your current WIP and share the paragraph here.

hehe *rubs my tiny fly hands together* what a perfect excuse to chip away at Chapter 1 of my SoMa College AU 👀

'Although the idea of forty or fifty copies of Blake and his loud blue hair and even louder personality sounds truly unbearable, Maka can’t help the smile that plays on her lips at the thought. 

“Even still,” she says. “I’ll be okay, Tsu. Promise.”

And besides, a couple of hours at a frat party will be better for her wounded heart and shattered confidence than another Friday night spent holed up in her bedroom, with nothing but her biology textbooks and bitter memories for company. 

Probably.'

that was technically 86 words oops

🎨: link your favorite piece of fanart and explain why you like it.

listen.... LISTEN. @moriohpissky creates so much fantastic fanart (both from my fics and otherwise) and here you expect me to CHOOSE ONE as my favorite? impossible task tbh

okay okay, if I have to pick ONE thing - it'd be this illustration she did for King of My Heart several months ago! Because it's absolutely gorgeous, the color palette is perfect, and the whole thing is giving cover vibes 😍 if I ever were to pursue a fan-binding of KOMH (many moons from now when its finished, lol) I'd love for this piece to be on the cover, or on the title page if that isn't possible.

HOO BOY THIS GOT LONG! If you read all that, thank you - and thanks for playing BCB!

[silvercap]

Gonne keep sending u some, how about some other characters! Can i get a jill in a 🏥 Abandoned hospital? :3 - 🔪

Sure! This one's a little gorier, just for you ahaha

🏥abandoned hospital

The darkness hangs close, shadows clinging to the end of Jill's flashlight until she clicks it on, plunging onwards into the abandoned hospital's surgical wing. Her breath comes short, quick and uneasy. It's silent in the hallway, but someone distant she can hear the gurgling shrieks and moans of the undead; feel the sensation of eyes on the back of her neck.

She takes another careful step, about to consult her map again, when the sight of something shifting in the weak beam of her flashlight sends a frigid rush of adrenaline down her spine. She frowns. It looks like a strange blob of flesh, just slightly quivering as if it's able to breathe. She steps closer. Maybe it's---

The flesh blob jolts without warning, and suddenly there are teeth and claws leaping at her, slashing deeply into Jill's abdomen as she tries and fails to stumble backwards in time. Her bullets are useless as the thing hooks what looks to be a hand around her legs, throwing her to the ground. She cries out, kicking at it in an attempt to dislodge whatever kind of awful mutation it is, but it's no use. The gaping wound in her gut is almost deep enough that she can see the layer of fat, and to her horror, the thing begins to press closer, opening its mouth to reveal several of the parasitic crawlies Jill had seen earlier at the power plant. She watches in horror as they creep closer and closer, the first brush of a leg beginning to sink into the damaged flesh, parting it so that the thing can slip inside---

She gasps awake with a strangled scream, bolting upright and clinging to the sweat-soaked bedsheets with a gnarled hand.

Fuck. Her nightmares have been getting worse, lately.

[rpcpositivitea]

you ever tell yourself, "yeah, I'm going to thank everyone" and then you start... and it's still going... and going... and you're basically going to be here all day if you keep at it? going through it right now. blog owner, scoop over, I'll have to set up camp here too ahaha

jokes aside, final shoutouts to royal, omen (if you accidentally ghost me again, I'll haunt you 🔪), pantha, lusia, stark, corrie, ren, rebel, iota, j and birberry. thank you for colouring my rp life and discord dms with bold acrylics! hope you all have the loveliest of time! May the coming year be kind and fulfilling ♡♡♡

i have made room and welcome you warmly into my home, no camp needed. i'll light the fireplace and make some cookies, feel free to keep it coming, friend.

and here's to you, anonymous submitter, for being such a warm and caring friend to those who know you, and for making so many connections worth highlighting. that says so much about the kind of human you are, in all good ways.

happy holidays to you all.

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