#and so the adventure time live blog continues

[deathbxnny]

The death of my love for you. | (Arlecchino x Wife!Fem!Reader)

Other parts of this series can be found in my genshin masterlist under Arlecchino's name!

So, due to formatting issues, I had to make a separate post from the ask, which you can find HERE.

Anyhow, this is a continuation of our favorite genshin series led by my lovely X Anon. I'm sorry it took so long to get to, but I hope that the wait was worth it and that you'll enjoy this guys!

A special thanks again to my X Anon for the ask and their contribution to the blog!!<3

Content: Wife Reader, heavy angst, established romantic relationships, threats of divorce, some violence (one slap)?, toxic behavior, wlw, Sfw

Reader is afab and uses she/her pronouns.

((Not proofread))

The sound of your heels clicking against the fine wooden floors of your home echoed through the halls as you pushed through moonlit darkness towards your wife's grand office. Your body was stiff and rigid, tense shoulders near trembling from the withheld anger you have been internalizing for days now. This wasn't right. You should have never been pushed to feel this way, even if you claimed to be used to it. It's been years of this neverending struggle between two different ideologies you foolishly believed that one day could co-exist together.

But you were wrong. You can admit that now, although with seething, burning difficulty.

Is this what you expected life to be like for yourself? As a young girl, stuck in your own mother's cage, no. You dreamt of adventuring through the lands of Teyvat, accompanied by Peruere and Clervie, far away from everything. Especially the wrath of the motherland and its Archon.

Exhaling a short, 'calming' breath, you politely knocked on the large double doors, doubts beginning to crawl into your mind on whether this was truly worth it... but hearing her voice burned all of it to ash again.

"Come in."

You obliged, head held high with a stoic expression, eyes colder than ever before as they met her own. "Ah... it's you." She says, but you knew that she was expecting you already. "Is something the matter?" On any other day, you could've deluded yourself into thinking that she actually genuinely meant her oh so heartfelt question. But this wasn't possible anymore. It hadn't been for years now and yet denial was much easier to live with than the truth.

"Why... Why are you doing this?" You breathed out finally after a near eternity of unfathomable silence, eyebrows furrowed, lips shaking in anticipation at her answer. The question has been on your mind for a while now. It had many layers, a lot of hidden trauma that was never uncovered or acknowledged before. You were committing a large taboo in your relationship for the first time in your life. You were questioning her authority, her position, her love. You've never done that before.

And what made you do this in the first place? What was the last straw? It ultimately might have been all of the incidents leading up to this moment. But what really did it for you was the misery your children were clearly plunged into. If it weren't the concerned whispers and rumors of the fall of your relationship weren't enough for you, then it must've been the exhausted gaze of your dearest son Lyney, who was clearly struggling to keep everyone together.

And that's why you were here now, standing before the Knave, your once loving and caring wife, for an answer to her behavior.

But unfortunately, she didn't seem too keen on answering a thing, as she simply went back to her paperwork with a dismissive hum. "Whatever do you mean?" "So you'd rather pretend to be a fool than just answering my question, Peruere? You know exactly what I mean. You're willing to throw years and years of progress down the drain and for what? For your ego? To get back at me? No... to get back at Curcabena through me-" You stilled, when she slammed the pen down and gave you a glare that made your blood run cold.

Seems like you've hit a nerve. A very dangerous one at that.

"Enough. I suggest you turn and leave at once." She said with finality in her voice, but you couldn't back down now. If you did... then there was no point in any of this. You were trying to save your relationship despite your rage... but is it too late now? "No, I can not do that. Not anymore. If... If I leave this room without an answer, then I suppose this marriage is over." The silence that followed was deafening, and you could see that even she didn't expect this. Not from you, never from you.

She then stood up. Her domineering figure was as rigid and tense as ever, but you could see the hesitance in her uncertain gaze. But underneath that, you could see that unnamed anger bubble up again. "... How dare you come into my office and threaten me like this? After all I've done for you-" "-You've been unnecessarily cruel to the children lately, Peruere. You've been absent, barely look at me, or speak to me. How do you think that looks in front of anyone in the house? Have you ever stopped to think about us, me? Or has your position as the Knave clouded your judgment so deeply?"

Rounding the table with dangerously slow steps, you found yourself taking a couple back in secret worry. You never believed that she could hurt you... but even that was beginning to become likely in your heartbroken mind. "You are not the woman I married anymore. You are not who I fell in love with. You are not my Peruere-" You were being backed into a corner, you couldn't breathe, everything around you was spinning, and you could barely think under her suffocating glare. She wasn't saying a thing either.

You needed to get away. Get away from her, from everyone. Just away from this cage, she's trapped you in.

Freminet was nervously fiddling with a letter in his hands as he rushed through the halls and avoided bringing attention to himself. He hoped that Father was in a good enough mood to just accept the envelope and let him leave wordlessly. The last thing he wanted was to become the next victim of her wrath. This really applied for all the children here, ever since the tension between you and Arlecchino reached an all time high.

You two were trying to hide it... but it was clearly not working, and the worry over the future of the house was becoming worse with every passing day ever since the failed date you two had. Lyney, Lynette, and Freminet were trying their best to keep everyone in the house together, but it was unclear if their efforts were in vain or not. Until today, that is.

The young man stilled at the sound of your voice, his hand hovering over the doorknob to his father's office. Pressing his lips together in thought, he thought about leaving and coming back another time, when he suddenly heard a smack echo from beyond the door. A gasp left his lips, body automatically pushing the door open in fear that you might have been the one getting hurt. He never thought he'd think of his Father in such a way... but was it really beneath her to hurt you physically too now?

Freminet's heart beat against his ribcage in uncertain bravery when you scurried past him blindly, seemingly not having noticed him. His breathing felt uneven and heavy, as his head slowly turned to look at his father in disbelief, yet the sight make him freeze again.

The Knave stood there with a hand to her reddened cheek, eyes and mouth slightly widened in surprise, whilst her gaze trailed after your disappearing form. Had you... really slapped her?

The thought of it was so surreal that Freminet stumbled out of the office wordlessly, leaving the equally as speechless woman behind to process the end of your love for her.

[delicatebarness]

The Barnes-Rogers Family Adventures | Auntie Nat to the rescue! #006

Summary: It's that time of the month, and it's only Auntie Nat that can help,

Warnings: This post and series are safe for work (SFW) regressions. Nothing explicit. However, please be aware that the rest of my blog is NOT. NSFW accounts are welcome to read and reblog, but please keep all comments SFW out of consideration for other littles.

Word Count: 732

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A/N: I've had this idea for months and I finally got around to bringing this family back. - Please feel free to leave feedback or let me know where and how you want the story to continue, this is just as much yours as mine. - B

Tags: @sapphirebarnes | Let me know if you want to be tagged specifically for this series.

Everything: @hallecarey1 | @pattiemac1 | @uhmellamoanna | @scraftsku35 | @ozwriterchick | @sapphirebarnes | @rach2602

An uncomfortable, dull ache adorned your lower abdomen when you woke you. Stirring in your bed, curling up into a ball against the sheets, you realize that your period has started. You tried to ignore the discomfort and quietly approach the bathroom– you wanted to handle it yourself without drawing too much attention.

As the morning progressed, the cramps grew worse and made it difficult to hide the pain. Wincing, you tried to stay distracted with toys, but even Peter was noticing something wasn’t right.

“Are you okay?” Pete asked, he pointed to your arms clutching around your stomach, concern etched in his features. 

“I’m fine,” you mumbled.

Worried, Peter made it his mission to find either Steve or Bucky. “Papa? Daddy? I think something’s wrong with Tiny,” he said, taking Steve’s hand and leading him back to where you were sitting. 

Steve knelt beside you, a large hand reaching out to rub your back, his brow furrowed with concern. “Sweetie? Are you okay? Do you need anything?” 

Shaking your head, you didn’t want to explain. “I’m o-okay, Papa.” 

“Are you sure, baby?” Bucky asked, exchanging a worried glance with Steve. “You don’t look so good.” 

Tears began to fill your eyes, the pain becoming too much to bear. “My tummy hurts,” you finally admitted, quietly.

“Do we need to take you to the doctor?” Steve asked, his heart aching to see you in pain.

“No, it's just–” you sniffled, shaking your head. “It’s my period,” you whispered, heat rushing to your cheeks.

Bucky’s face dawned with understanding, and he gently brushed a strand of hair behind your ear, “It’s okay, Baby. It’s nothing to be embarrassed about. Should we call Auntie Nat? We can see if she’s free to come over.” 

Relieved at the thought of having Natasha here, you nodded. “Yes, please.” 

Within the hour, Natasha brought a comforting presence. She entered the living room to find you curled up on the couch, holding your stomach, and the two men looking on worriedly. 

“Hey there, sweets,” Nat softly said, sitting down beside you. “I hear you’re not feeling well.” 

The tears threatened to spill down your cheeks as you looked up at Nat, nodding toward her. “It hurts, Auntie Nat.” 

With a warm smile, Nat pulled a small bag out of her purse. “Don’t worry, I’ve got some things that will make it all better. Come on, let’s get you more comfortable.” 

Natasha held a heating pad against your stomach and helped you with some pain relief medication. In her bag, she also brought some snacks, sweet and salty. She gently stroked your hair while sitting beside you, and she spoke in a soothing voice– helping to distract you from the pain.

Watching gratefully from the kitchen, Steve and Bucky share a knowing look. You were in good hands, better hands than they could provide at this time. After preparing a light lunch, they brought it over to you and Nat.

“Thank you, Nat,” Steve said, his tone sincere as he handed her a cup of coffee.

“Anytime,” she replied, giving him a reassuring smile. “I’m always here for my favorite little.” 

“Hey!” Peter shouted from the floor, where he was lying while watching the television. He sent an exaggerated pout toward Nat, crossing his arms over his chest. “What about me?” 

Natasha’s eyes twinkled with amusement. “You know you’re my favorite big little,” she teased, giving him a playful wink, and taking a sip of coffee.

As the day went by, your cramps eased and you felt better knowing you had people around you who cared about you. Aunt Nat stayed for the majority of the day, keeping you company until you felt more like yourself again.

And, by the time you were tucked into bed, you felt much better. “Thank you, Papa. Thank you, Daddy.” you softly spoke, fighting back a yawn. “Thank you for calling Auntie Nat.” 

“Of course, Baby,” Bucky said, placing a gentle kiss against your forehead. “We’re always here for you, no matter what.” 

Nodding, Steve took your small hand in his, placing kisses against your knuckles. “And, you can always tell us anything, okay? We love you.” 

With a sleepy nod, you smiled. “I love you too.” 

You felt grateful for your family. And, as you drifted off to sleep, you knew no matter what they would always be there to support you.

--

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[march-of-the-noldor]

March of the Quendi

What is it?

A month-long event to celebrate the long walk the Elves took from their home on the shores of Cuiviénen, across great and unknown lands, to the blessed realm of Aman.

When is it?

March 1 - March 31

How do I participate?

Post something regarding the march and mention @march-of-the-noldor. Everything made will be reblogged here. You can also use the tags #march of the noldor and #march of the quendi but make sure to also tag this blog.

Go forth and create something New!

This is also a Great time to appreciate the lovely works already made in our fandom! So, please consider digging up posts that would fit into this event from the past and tagging this blog so that they can be shared anew!

What is allowed?

EVERYTHING!

Art, fic, meta, moodboards, poems! It's all welcome!

Want to do a character study? Awesome!

Make a collage of the kind of wild life the elves might encounter? Amazing!

Want to write a little essay about the ecological impacts of mass migration? Fantastic!

Want to consider what would happen if the Quendi were late leaving, or early? Bring it on!

However, we do ask that you refrain from using generative AI.

Is there a prompt list?

There is no official prompt series for this event. This event to meant to be very laid back where anyone can make what catches their fancy. However, if you appreciate a little more structure to follow please consider:

part 1: 1st - 8th The Great Departure * what did leaving look like? * how did the Quendi choose to organize themselves? * the joys and pains of starting a new adventure in life.

part 2: 9th - 16th Those Left Behind * this land of Aman might very well be good and joyous, but what good and joyous things had to be left being? * how were those to chose to stay affected but the departure? * and yet the elves who stayed must continue living.

part 3: 17th - 23rd Trials on the Trail * what amazing things happen while travelling? * many elves turned back or were lost, what happened to them? * they will catch up, we must keep moving.

part 4: 24th - 31st The End is in Sight! * after all this time, the end is insight, how do people feel? * how does it feel for those who decided to end their journey early? * I am so tired, I think I will lay down, just for a while once we reach Aman.

We shall depart on this voyage together!

If you have any questions please ask them! <3

art by @g-m-kaye

[retellingthehobbit]

Retelling The Hobbit Chapter 15: Unattached First chapter / Previous / Next Read full comic on: Webtoon/A03 

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Thank you for reading! The next chapter of this comic adaptation of The Hobbit will be titled (drumroll)....The Song of the Lonely Mountain!

Check under the cut for notes on the callbacks to previous chapters of this comic, and to Tolkien stories like the Unfinished Tales! —-

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One of my guiding ideas for this comic is that the story is being written/drawn by Bilbo Baggins, an  “unreliable narrator,” who has a biased way of recounting events. As the comic goes on, parts of the story get retold through new perspectives (or through the eyes of other characters), and you realize the initial version you read was incomplete. 

A lot of you probably noticed that this chapter features a ton of callbacks to the earliest chapters of this comic! We saw child Bilbo and Gandalf's friendship told from Bilbo's POV in Chapter 3.....but in this chapter we see it retold from Gandalf's POV. However, Belladonna Took is our biggest instance of that!   Not to overexplain my own writing, but Chapter 1 is an older Bilbo painting an idealized happily-ever-after fairytale picture of Belladonna, while Chapter 15 features a younger Bilbo telling a far less optimistic version of her life.  While there's truth to both of them, neither of them is the full truth.

In the Fellowship of the Ring, Bilbo tells Frodo that ‘books need to have good endings,' like endings where everyone "lives happily ever after." If I were to continue this comic to the end of the novel, Bilbo’s habit of “rewriting things to be happier" would become a whole Thing. 

Second: Much of this chapter is taken directly from “The Unfinished Tales: The Quest For Erebor.” That story was Tolkien’s attempt to unite the tone of The Hobbit with LOTR, by having Gandalf explain what The Hobbit looked like from *his* perspective. The gay line about Bilbo feeling incapable of settling down into a Traditional Marriage with a Wife And Kids is taken almost directly from the Unfinished Tales. So are all the lines where Gandalf reflects on what Bilbo was like as a child, and the moment where Bilbo reflects that all of his desire for adventure has dwindled to a private dream.

Third: Obviously, the other big influence on this chapter (outside the original novel) was a similar scene in the PJ film. The little bit where Gandalf reveals the lore behind Bullroarer took monologue is the only dialogue I’ve directly lifted from that scene. ;3

Fourth: some of you may have caught that I used a quote describing Frodo’s wanderlust in the Fellowship of the Ring to describe Bilbo. The bit describing "the maps that only show white spaces beyond their borders" is also why I emphasized Bilbo’s canonical nerdiness around  maps in earlier chapters (chapter 5 especially, but also in Chapter 6, Chapter 7, and a blink-and-you-miss-it moment in chapter 14.) 

Fifth: one of my favorite things in the original book are all the scenes where Gandalf does fun Whimsical things with smoke/smoke rings. In the book he usually makes them change color or race around; in my comic he usually makes them turn into butterflies (he also does this in chapters 3 and 11.) you may have noticed that Butterfly Symbolism is a big thing in this comic.  But yeah, in another callback: Gandalf finally had time to blow smoke-rings with Bilbo, which he said he 'had no time for' in Chapter 2!

Thanks again for reading! I tentatively plan for the next chapter to arrive on November 13th.

[dia-oro]

Girrrrrl I Swear That Every Time I Go To a Yandere Blog From LU oor Normal That Occasionally Makes Yandere Content, I Always Find a Question Sent By You 💀Should We Call You Jesus Because You Are Everywhere? From The Amount Of Times I've Seen Your Username You Should Already Be a Registered Trademark

And While I'm At It, Do You Think The Chain Would Still Sabotage Darling's Attempts To Return To her or his World If They Knew she or he Desperately Wanted To Go Back To Be With her or his Family?

Currently There Are Not Many People Who Continue Writing About Yandere LU And I Want To Take Advantage Of The Fact That I Decided To Send a Message 😔 amiguemos

Thank you? I never thought I put so many ask to others blogs but I like what I like, a good yandere content :D

Mmmmm, sabotaging the darling? To a conscious or unconscious level? Because is depend of the yandere, for my taste a intelligent one or the classic mastermnd could do very subtle if the darling is that desperate.

Legend could fall totally in these two category's just as twilight or even wars, three of them a living mess, both emotionally and mentally. Legend would no doubt to do it, he lost so much, he always losing someone, Always, how many adventures he did already? Seven? Five? Eight with this one??? How many lives he meet how many he never see again, let's no forgot Marin... And you, like her will banish forever?? Nah, no men, this man is ready to do anything, anything even being catch red handle for darling being with him, I like to think he even got help from his brothers in arms with some manipulation or guilt tripping because let's be ones, there's no one that is no a little delulu or kuku in the head with their adventures and fighting Satan reincarnation, you cannot think like a common normal creature with no collecting traumas like my mother collect wallet's.

Twilight, oh twilight, this man is clinical depressed for sure, all sweet big brothering but inside? Man... And his reason to smile is wanting to got back to their world no even thinking in goodbyee or I will miss you?? This man look like a bear, is a tattered teddy bear, handle with care. The twilight will no depressed him, breathing will do it alone, callhe totally both conscious and at the same time no very much, the wolf in him will no let a mate go away, Wolfie is more present in him than ever, heck probably time will even laid his moral code and give his descendant a hand because is hurt to see him this way. Out of nowhere when the portal for home come back darling will black out and when awakened a white lie of a monster and a surprise attack will do it, sorry, twilight is so sorry and sad that you will never believe that anybody here try to sabotage it, less than was him teamed up with time.

Someone call the policy- wait, Wars is the policy so I guess, darling so sorry. This man is conscious of all he do and is ating him alive but the guilt will no stop, this man take so much time to even fall or admit that he love you, think he love you- Cia mess with him, mess with him all his young as soldier, as chosen hero, but more of know that he in the wrong, once again, he will no be stopped. Will plan it all, will managed to get at least one member of the chain to help him because they in the end all want his happiness for all the other link, the irony? Probably legend help him of all he do it, time will act as he see nothing and denied anything if darling ask, if he could he even make you accidentally fall in the portal of his era and be the shoulder to cry, guilty, so so guilty that for years he will no sleep okay in the night but only in darling arms.

Don't you think the manipulative one as sky dear, sky would to? Even a guilty but same as desperate as Hyrule? Both would do it, try to do it without darling noticing both for guilt and because they didn't want to be see as a bad person in their beloved eyes, imagine it! Imagine how heartbroken they got if the eyes of their darling got from these trusting ones to fear, repulsion and hate, better just be stabbed to dead than that. This can be applicate as no official chain members as koridai, age or even first, taking that light from darling would be sin that only dead can mend. Please, don't make Hyrule use the triforce wish if he got as desperate as you darling, he will no hesitate-

Have you though the mess wild will make??? Have you?? This man is a doer not a thinker when is coming to act, you have see his game, I did, all of us do, he will no hesitate, maybe after all say and done, I will need help, much help because I can totally see him being catch red handle, maybe if luck with him will look like he just was being his reckless self and we'll oh shite now you're living in his era look like, darling can be mad, hate him for a time but in the end, he darling last connection when all is over... He will be in time forgive and he as always will do his best to gain his darling trust back, sometimes he did feel guilt but most he only thinking of the goal.

Four, four is a problem and there's no fixing, he maybe could let you got, if four was like no the meme of inside out, and Vio and blue are carrieging this man right now, red is just heartbroken, that all, only thinking you want to go home this dispairing is all needed to break this poor color, green is trying to no let things got ape shit but boy he too want you with them, want red happy again, and by the gods he will make sure all will got as he wish. Darling Don't have chance, is a third (red is to wrenched to do a thing) vs darling, three heads ready to destroy any dream of you seeing your friends and family, sorry, but putting the colours in harmony again and having you win four better judgement.

Someone call the police again- wait, there's nobody coming to help you, malon already know of you, think of you as time second wifey but also Her wifey, did you think you can go away? And let malon hurt?? Time both love you, and he will not let his first wife to got her mind full of illusions and dreams (his fault) to you to just got away... Sorry but you will no got away, end of the chat, home just unsubscribe out of you. Hope you like lon-lon ranch, darling didn't even think of her old home till a year or two later and is like the meme of 'wtf I'm here?' .

But maybe is only me but then again, a yandere that did got with his ways and still didn't destroy darling trust is very attractive for me, all these boys are intelligent, no matter if like only two or three have education, they are intelligent, resourceful and even with no help they can turn the tables.

As a bonus that nobody needed, if their hyrule is very fucked up and they don't had anything to lose... Some links could got to your world happy, First for sure would.

Hope you like and friend are always welcome!

[mariclerc]

Dad and daughter moment | pg10

Summary: You decide to leave your boyfriend at home with your little girl and they had a little adventure.

Warning: none. Dedicated to @martaaairwin1994-blog

a/n: this is like a part 2 of "family cuddles" I hope u like it <3

It was a sunny afternoon and you decide to go buy some things for the house and some things that both you and little Lucille need.

“I can go with you bebé?” Pierre asks behind you.

You deny. “Obviously not, silly... Also, who is going to stay with Lulu?”

When you go out alone to shop or do anything you always take Lucille with you, the times you leave her with Pierre have not been so... encouraging, let's put it that way.

One time they almost burned down the kitchen making cookies, or one time he fell asleep and left Lulu on her own. In the same way, you had to give even a vote of confidence to your boyfriend, maybe he is a little bit clueless, but that doesn't mean he does it on purpose.

“It's okay honey, I'll take care of her, I promise!” He says and you give him a kiss on the cheek.

“Good boy!” you giggle and you head out of the room.

“Mama!” Lucille says hugging you.

“My little flower! You're going to stay with papa today, is that right?” you said while giving her a little kiss on her cheek. “He's going to take good care of you today!”

She nods happily and smiled. “Okay mama!”

***

“Well little princess, what do you want to do today with papa?” Pierre asks Lulu. “We can do what you like.”

“Paints papa!” She says between giggles.

“Oh, so you want to paint with papa? Let's get to it then!” He says as he carries her in his arms and goes to look for the materials for their colorful adventure in one of the closets.

After a while they had paints, brushes and canvases for their painting.

“Bright! Bright!” says Lucille jumping while pointing at the bright pink color.

Pierre chuckles. “Do you like bright pink? What do you plan to paint today mon petit artiste?” He says while smiling. (my little artist.)

She starts making strokes on the canvas. “Draw!” smiled.

After a while, what started with simple strokes on the canvas continued with clothes and hands stained with paint. But they didn't care because they were both laughing out loud and having lots of fun, it was a nice moment between father and daughter that they will both always remember.

They are not aware of your arrival at the house, you enter the hallway, laden with shopping bags. You kick the door shut with your foot and head towards the living room, a wry smile on your face.

In the living room, chaos reigns... Paint splatters adorn the coffee table, the floor, and most alarmingly, the pristine white wall, in the center of it all, sits Pierre his face a canvas of vibrant colors, a look of pure joy on it. Lucille sits next to him, similarly decorated and equally delighted.

You take a moment to take in the scene, a rollercoaster of emotions flitting across your face - exasperation, amusement, and a touch of awe.

Feigning exasperation. “Oh my god Pierre, what have you done?”

Pierre looks up, a sheepish grin spreading across his paint-streaked face. Lucille lets out a gleeful squeal.

“Surprise amour! We were... expressing ourselves artistically.” He says with his voice thick with paint.

You walk towards them, placing the bags down. “Looks more like a warzone to me.”

Lucille reaches out for you, her tiny hand covered in a rainbow of colors.

“Papa! Paint!” Lucille giggles.

“Woah there, little Picasso. Let's get you cleaned up before mommy has a meltdown, alright?” you scoop her up.

Pierre chuckles, wiping a hand (mostly clean) across his forehead.

“Meltdown? That's a bit dramatic, don't you think love?”

”But look around you, Mr. artsy pants. This is gonna take some scrubbing!” You say raising an eyebrow.

“Hey, it was her idea! I was just, uh, facilitating her artistic vision, you know, that helps with kids creativity.” He stands up.

“Ah yes, the renowned Gasly School of Modern Toddler Art. I should've known.” You say sarcastically.

Despite your teasing words, there's a warmth in your voice. You glance at Lucille, who's now giggling uncontrollably.

“Alright, alright. I admit, it does look like you two had a lot of fun.” You say with a soft voice.

“We always do when you're not around to boss us around.” He says as he puts his arm around you.

“Hey! I'm not a boss, I just keep things from descending into complete chaos you know?” you playfully swat his arm.

“Seems like you failed today, love.” he smiles.

“Oh, shut up you colourful boy.” you laugh a little.

You lean in and kiss Pierre, a hint of paint transferring to your lips. He pulls away, grinning.

“So, how about we clean up this little art project and order some takeout? Celebrate our success in the realm of abstract expressionism?” He says in a soft voice.

”Sounds like a plan. Just promise me finger paints are off-limits next time, alright?” You smile at his proposal.

“No promises, but I'll try my best chérie.” He hold his hands up in mock surrender.

Lucille lets out another gurgle, her eyes sparkling with mischief. You can't help but laugh, knowing that with these two around, a little chaos is always guaranteed in your life.

[gingernut1314]

Your Mononoke stories are just 💕

Could I request a story where the Medicine Seller and reader reunite after a long time appart? Perhaps after a quest that Kusuriuri believed too dangerous. Just fluff and happiness!!!

Hell On Earth

Content: gender-neutral reader, reader once traveled with Kusuriuri, readers family and friend, reuniting

Word Count: 990+

A/N: Thank youuu!!! And such a cute idea!! I hope you enjoy!

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You tugged at the too-itchy gray, cotton kimono you wore. A bit of fabric that never seemed to want to allow you a moment's peace, especially with the sun beating down on you and the strenuous activity that came with farming. 

Farming. It was the occupation your family had held for generations, never rising or failing in status. Always working for some too rich lord only to die from utter exhaustion and get no reward. You had left it all a long while ago to travel Japan--to see the world outside of the rice-paddies you had grown up in. 

So why were you right back here, ankle deep in cool water with an aching back? 

It was simple really. It was because there was a dangerous horizon. Because that danger had been too dangerous--too dangerous for you.

You had disagreed but it had fallen on deaf ears. 

Or so you thought because, while heading back here--to the place you had once called home, it has all been on the promise of mononoke killing. 

A trick. You should have known it was a trick the moment you heard your home town's names.

But you still went only to be told to stay put like--like some dog. Oh how it made your blood boil. Oh how you wished to slap that silly grin off his face and shake some sense into him. 

You grabbed hold of a rice stock at its base and yanked a little too hard at all the thoughts rolling around in your brain. It only earned yourself a sharp reprimand from your mother working beside you. 

“It's fine.” You huffed, “See?” You shook the rice plant in her face, which your mother frowned deeply at.

“You best start behaving. You’ve left yourself no room for any other option besides working the fields.” She reminded you. Always seemed to be reminding you. 

“All because of some strange Medicine Seller, tsk tsk.” Your childhood friend, who had been within hearing range, spoke teasingly. 

“Do not speak of such things.” Your mother hissed their way, only making them more giddy. 

“I’m sure it was drab living compared to this.” Your friend continued despite your mothers warning. “Though, he was quite beautiful.” 

“No use of thinking on it now.” You grit, grabbing hold of another rice stock. “He’s left me here.” 

“But you’ve told me nothing! Your reputation is sullied now, so what's the harm?” They all but begged, making your mother fume so bad you thought smoke would billow out of her ears. 

“Enough!” She snapped, but your friend only chuckled into their hand. 

“Yes, ma’am.” Your friend caught your eyes once more. “...but you must have loved him, yes? To follow him for so long.” You mother landed a firm slap to your friend's shoulder she only giggled at. 

You couldn’t help your mind from wandering to that peddler. Of how he had looked at you like he might love you too. How he held you and kissed you and took you on such wonderful adventures. 

How he had dropped you off here. 

To how he had left you.

“Like I said,” You couldn’t keep the sharp hurt from filling your voice. “He left me here to rot. There is no lo--” 

“To rot?” You three jumped at the sudden silky smooth voice that cut through the air. A voice that had your heart race in something other than fright. “Always such melodramatics with you, hum?” 

You turned to find him standing there, looking as he did when he left you here. He still wore that same bright teal, purple, green, and yellow kimono. Still wore that purple bandana to keep most of his long, ashy blond hair from view and those red, circling markings around his eyes. Still carried that box of mysteries on his back. 

Still looked stunning. Beautiful, as your friend had agreed.

You wanted to be mad with him. Wanted to shout and scream and shake that ever present smirk from his lips but--but suddenly you couldn’t find the will to care. 

Because there he was. 

He had come back for you. 

Your body flung itself from the watery fields you worked, scrambling to get to land. To get to him. 

Kusuriuri opened his arms just as you threw yourself at him. Strong arms that wrapped themselves around you tight. Holding you in a way you had been craving. 

“I did tell you,” He started, thin fingers brushing over your back in comfort. “I would be back.” 

“You were gone for so long I just--I thought you’d left me.” You spoke into his chest, which a small chuckle shook through. 

“Leave you?” He responded, pulling away only so his blue eyes could stare deeply into yours. Eyes full of that warmth that easied your body instantly. “Never.”

“No. No, no, no!” You mother shouted. Shouting that turned into near screaming calls for your father or anyone to come and chase away the peddler.

You reached for Kusuriuri’s hand just as he reached for yours, bright smiles on both of your lips as you continued to watch each other. 

“Shall we go?” He questioned.

“Please.” You breathed. He was quick to pull you away, wind whipping over your skin and making that ashy blond hair of his flow like that of a lion's mane. “I’ll never eat rice again.” You shouted, earning a cheery, rich laugh from Kusuriuri. 

“It was that bad?”

“Hellish.” He only shook his head at your dramatics, turning to gaze back to you all so warmly. “It was hell without you. Utter hell.” 

Kusuriuri, in fluid movements you hardly were able to track, grabbed you up in his arms, now able to run faster now without you lagging behind. 

“I would,” He began, lending in to nuzzle his nose against yours. An action you pressed into, hands grabbing hold of his cheeks to keep him there. “Have to agree. Without you, it was hell on earth.”

[matrixbearer2024]

Since the poll is practically over and the outfit's largely been decided, I'll be dropping the first post to the strip challenge in a couple hours on my Ford Blog @gftimelord to christen it HAHAHHA- (psst go bother him it'll be funny HAHHAHAH) Thanks for the interaction everybody, I only hope to deliver. Here's the first drabble to start it off with since I am pairing every drawing with a story sequence as promised. You could probably think of this as my interpretation for some kind of continuation to Ford's route in "Swooning Over Stans" by @gfdatingsim since I've genuinely been non-stop playing that game since it's recommendation to me. I will balance med proper and my delulu if it's the last thing I do HAHAHAHA-

Reply to this post as well if you want to be pinged for whenever this challenge updates!

I Accept Your Challenge!

(Stanford Pines x Reader)

After you heard a new challenge becoming trendy among couples you decide to try it on a certain Stanford Pines; just... you didn't exactly explain to him what the challenge was.

Maybe his competitiveness was a good thing in this case. You at least got a bloody good show out of his cluelessness.

Another slow summer day and you were in the living room of the mystery shack alongside the Pines as they went about doing whatever. Navigating your relationship with a certain scientist definitely somewhat of a learning curve but you digressed. Similar to Dipper and Mabel, you'd receive post cards from the twins about their seafaring adventures; your mail just came with additional special letters from your beloved. All of which you'd neatly stowed away in a bag that you always had with you, no use keeping it at home when you were rarely there.

Often traveling for a nomadic lifestyle was serene and fun at times, but you found yourself missing this place. It felt more like a home to you than your own place did in the couple weeks you'd stuck around after your car got smashed into the side of the log cabin.

Who knew that the same man who totaled your car one day would be the same adorable nerd you now called your lover?

It felt a bit like those romance dramas Stan liked to watch but you quickly dismissed that thought. Fairytales weren't real, fate isn't exactly something you believed in either. Stories of princesses finding their prince charmings were mostly smoke and mirrors, things you'd tell a child to give them hope of a better world than reality.

In gravity falls however... you quickly learned that nothing was truly impossible. Never say never in this small town of Oregon.

You sat on the floor next to Dipper and Mabel as they boredly flipped through TV channels; books, papers and crayons littered about around the three of you. The glass danced with colors from the rapidly flipping images while the twins struggled to find anything even remotely entertaining to watch, you couldn't help but allow your mind to wander from the boredom.

You and Ford spent quite a bit of time since you'd arrived at the beginning of the week, frankly you'd made the trip as soon possible when Stan shot you a message that they'd finally docked to spend the summer with the kiddos. You hoped it wasn't all that obvious how much you missed Stanford, but you didn't really need to worry when he was the one who immediately swamped you up in a hug the second you were out of your car. It's only been two years thus far since you've known the man but Stanley and Mabel insisted that you stay with him in his room, you didn't know why they were so adamant until you saw the state of the man's living quarters.

A whole day was spent with the both of you furnishing and cleaning the said room because of that but neither of you complained, most of the time was spent goofing off anyway.

Now... you were wondering where Ford was, not to mention what he was doing. Was he down in the lab tinkering again? You didn't want to disturb him, but you really wanted to find him. Any time spent apart didn't feel like time used to it's full capacity, even if you did enjoy the company of the other Pines; it just wasn't the same.

At some point, you were bored enough to not necessarily care whether you'd be disturbing Ford's work or not when you went down to the lab. It was just last summer when he taught you how to get down there, as well as spilling more about his past. All of which you simply listened to unless he asked anything; it was better to listen and attempt to understand than say or do something that would make it worse.

Seems like he really wanted to get it off his chest too, be transparent with you; something you appreciated.

You were shaken out of your headspace when you heard the rustling of boxes from the lab, as well as some hushed but frustrated cursing. You didn't really recall a time Ford swore unless he was legitimately ticked off, the man made a valiant effort not to compared to his twin.

But they both had sailor mouths anyhow even if it was fitting.

"Ford? Are you down here?"

"Ah-! [Y/N]! What- what are you doing down here?"

You moved closer to him in an attempt to see what he was doing, even if the man looked a bit rattled to be found like this by you.

"What are you doing?"

"I asked first my dear."

Ford chuckled, shifting to hide something behind his back. You pouted at him and crossed your arms. He couldn't help but smile at how cute you looked doing that.

"Was looking for you, Dipper and Mabel are bored watching TV upstair anyway... sooooo- what are you doing?"

You smiled when Ford returned your inquisitiveness with a small laugh, showing you what he held in his hand. A pair of goggles?

"What's that for?"

"I was attempting to sort through which of my belongings I could still use among the ones I wish to discard. Inadvertently I ended up finding these, I think I could still make use of them."

You tilted your head at him as a silent prompt to continue, it took every bit of control from Ford not to laugh again. You looked like a curious puppy, though he figured he shouldn't say that outright.

"It's simply among the items I collected and kept with me through my time in the multiverse. Protective eyewear can be useful for many things."

"Huh, if you have that— does it mean you still have the rest of the outfit?"

Now it was your turn to think Ford was being cute, he just wordlessly blinked at you in surprise. Was your request really that odd? You'd barely seen him in any other outfit combinations, of course you'd be curious.

"I—... I think I do? Why do you ask?"

"Do you think you'd still be able to rock it like you used to?"

"'Used to'? Excuse me?"

"I mean, it's been a couple years... why don't you try it on again?"

Ford laughed once again from your teasing, the way you sassily tried to goad him on was entertaining in it's own right. He was a bit on the fence about the whole outfit however, especially due to the memories associated with it.

It's not that bad compared to some things he'd found though... maybe he could indulge you.

"Hm..."

"I-I mean, if you really don't want to—"

Your panicked stammering was cut short when a warm palm cupped your cheek, meeting Stanford's eyes as he pressed a chaste kiss to the crown of your head. He could feel your skin heat in up in his hand, hiding a cheeky smile in your hair as he held you there.

"I'll show it to you... as soon as I can find the rest of the outfit."

Ford couldn't help but smile wider when your cheerful laugh rang out; it's the best sound to ever have graced his ears in the time he's been alive. A bit surprising given how many things he's been exposed to, but he couldn't name another chime so pleasant.

"I'll hold you to that Ford."

"And I accept your challenge my dear."

YEAAAAH HERE IT ISSSS- TEXT THING CUZ WE NEED INTRODUCTION-

[rainbowsky]

Hi Rbs, thanks for being such an active member of the Fandom and educating fellow turtles. I remember falling into the Fandom largely due to yours and Vic's blogs.

Anyway, I'm hoping you could shed some light on this matter. I know that DD was a motorcycle racer and had an accident many years back that looked very much like a sabotage. I can't be sure, but did he race on a bike anymore after that? Somehow, my galaxy brain wants me to believe that GG and DD understood the dangers of bike racing and that's why he pivoted to car racing now. TIA!

Hi forayintoc-ent! Hope you're well! Thanks so much for your kind words, I'm glad you're enjoying my blog. 😊

It's true that DD was a motorcycle racer for a while, and he seems to be transitioning into auto racing lately. It's unknown whether that's a complete and permanent shift, or whether he will ever race motorcycles again at some future point.

I personally view it as, "Yibo is into racing" and not "Yibo has given up motorcycles in favor of cars." He's an adventurous adrenaline seeker, and I think he will likely never completely give up things he enjoys - he just finds new interests.

He did have an accident back in 2020. That was a scary moment for all of us at the time. Here are a few posts I made back then:

Pre-race hype

Seconds after the accident

After the investigation/ruling about the incident was announced

He hasn't raced in any motorcycle competitions since then, but it's not really known exactly why that is. Everyone's theories are just that - theories and opinions based on various factors. I have my own take on this, which is just my own opinion.

Here are some of the factors that I suspect have gone into this decision for DD:

Personal interest - DD loves racing. He's also quite good at it. It's only natural he's going to want to explore ways to expand on and continue to enjoy this passion. Remember, he didn't even have his automobile license when he started racing motorcycles. He only got his full driver's license back in the summer of 2020. I suspect the experience of driving cars more frequently has probably made him more interested in racing them, at least in part.

Evisu Racing - This connection is likely a huge factor. He's been working with Evisu as an endorsement brand for years, and they happen to be working with a racing team. The fact that he has a professional relationship with a team that wants to work with him in auto racing... it's just a natural fit, a great opportunity and something he was probably quite happy to work his way into.

Endorsements and backers - I've said this many times, but career-wise GG and DD are - first and foremost - business endeavors. Big money, big business endeavors. Their careers represent the work product of dozens and dozens of people, backers, investors, managers, handlers, producers and brands. These financial and business interests are extremely risk averse. They're probably fine tolerating DD racing as long as it's going well, but they will not have been happy to see their golden goose rolling around on the pavement of a racetrack. It's possible that DD has had to shift some of his interests to appease those stakeholders.

Loved ones - Yes, obviously GG as his partner as well as his family and friends will have been extremely worried and horrified when DD had his accident. There were rumors that GG and their families rallied together to be there for DD after the accident, plus his DDU family, and undoubtedly many others would have rallied around him at the time. It's inevitable that he would have heard a lot of stern words from those around him about the dangers of motorcycle racing.

DD's own feelings - Let's face it, all of us - including his loved ones - watched the accident. DD LIVED it. If there's fear involved in this decision, it's likely as much DD's fear as anyone else's.

HAVING SAID ALL THAT.

There are no definitive stats that show auto racing to be safer than motorcycle racing. It's largely a perception thing. Motorcycles in general are much more dangerous, so I think people assume motorcycle racing is much more dangerous. However, both sports are dangerous, and both involve serious accidents including fatalities.

I don't know anything about the series/groups he's racing in or what their rules are, but it's possible that the infrastructure he'll be racing within - the rules, safety standards, sport culture, etc. - creates a safer environment for him in auto racing vs. motorcycle. We just don't know. No matter what standards are in place, you can't - with a straight face - call auto racing 'safe'.

In fact, there is a lot of debate about this topic and not a lot of hard data. It appears that auto racing has many more fatalities than motorcycle racing, but that could be partially due to the fact that auto racing is much more popular and involves many more racers. Regardless of which is technically scarier than the other, the reality is - they're both dangerous sports.

Any perception that DD is 'much safer' in a car - in my view - is wishful thinking. Speed is dangerous.

I'm not saying this to scare fans, I'm saying this to hopefully put a rest to the rumor/idea that DD's taking the safe route with this new auto racing thing. He's not. He's a racer.

As for the idea that GG put a stop to DD's motorcycle racing career, I really doubt it. If you enjoy CPNing it that way, please continue. But I personally don't think that's likely the whole story, or even a significantly large part of it. There are a lot of factors at play here, and a lot of people whose input DD would have received on this, not to mention his own personal feelings and shifting interests.

I will say this: if GG was as terrified as some fans make it seem, I doubt DD would be doing any racing at all. The fact that he's got this new thing going, it's impossible for me to imagine that GG doesn't support him wholeheartedly in this endeavor. GG's a young man too. No doubt he thinks racing is cool as well. He got involved with DD because he was DD. I'm sure he appreciates all that entails.

Edit: A couple of older posts have surfaced that established that this auto racing endeavor was planned from as far back as 2021, and there are interview clips of DD from back in 2019 saying that he wanted to try auto racing.

[twisting-echo]

🌠~𝔾𝕠𝕠𝕕𝕓𝕪𝕖 𝔻𝕚𝕤𝕟𝕖𝕪 𝕄𝕚𝕣𝕣𝕠𝕣𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕖~🌠

Alright everyone, the time has come to say goodbye to Disney Mirrorverse. Tomorrow, December 16th, marks the final day before this beloved game sunsets. As a dedicated fan, I've cherished every moment in this magical universe, from battling alongside iconic Disney characters to exploring their dynamic relationships.

Ever since two blazing stars—one light and one dark—collided, their destinies have shifted. It opened up new possibilities for who they could become and who they might connect with. For a little over two years, I’ve adored this game, its characters, and its universe. Disney Mirrorverse has brought so much joy, excitement, and adventure into my life.

The memories I've created and the friendships I've forged within this game are truly special. Disney Mirrorverse has been an incredible journey that I will never forget.

Heaven knows I've developed a lot of romantic and platonic ships for this game, but I don't want to gush about my ships and headcanons right now. I want to focus on Disney Mirrorverse. Tomorrow, I'll be opening my Disney Mirrorverse Archive blog to share the magic with you all.

Additionally, I’m excited to announce that I’m planning to host a Disney Mirrorverse fandom event called Disney Mirrorverse Month, where fans can create, share, and enjoy Disney Mirrorverse fan content like art, fanfiction, headcanons, ships, and more. I just need help coming up with 14 prompts for it so we can get the ball rolling!

Anyway, as we prepare to say farewell, I want to express my heartfelt gratitude to the developers, the community, and all the players who made this experience unforgettable. Let's cherish these last moments and celebrate the fantastic adventures we've had together.

This certainly isn't goodbye forever because I will continue to talk about Disney Mirrorverse and create content for it. That’s what happens when something gives you comfort and lives in your heart.

Hopefully, they'll keep Disney Mirrorverse alive through books and other merchandise. I really hope they do because both of the endings to ‘Mirrorverse: Pure of Heart’ and ‘Disney Mirrorverse: Belle,’ definitely leave room for a sequel (cough cough hint hint).

Thank you for reading this, and please feel free to reach out and reblog. ✨🌠🌟

[asklilmissrarity]

The Future of Lil Miss Rarity

Hello everyone, this is Jay Tonique (formerly known as Lil Miss Jay), the writer, artist, everything other than the music in the Lil Miss Rarity animation for the blog "Lil Miss Rarity."

As some of you know, Lil Miss Rarity was an ongoing outlet for my physical, verbal and emotional abuse I was suffering prior to and leading up to Lil Miss Rarity's release, October 11th 2011.

The blog took off so heavily that my entire artistic career became a viable future for me, allowing me to profit from my art, build a huge loving fanbase, and even allowing me to become something of a celebrity in the Brony community (even very much hated by a large portion of the community).

It's needless for me to say that Lil Miss Rarity not only changed but saved my life. I was on the verge of taking my own life around the time the blog was started, due to the abuse I was going through, and if it weren't for the success of the blog that fateful October week, I would certainly not be here, typing this right now. I owe my life to you all, and the support you've given me for this blog.

However, it's time for the news I know very few people want to hear. In fact, I'm sure just reading this line right here has people's hearts sinking, but please, don't be anxious, please read the full post.

I would like to say: Please read the full post, I am going to be very clear about the future.

Moving forward, Lil Miss Rarity will no longer be updated, and the blog is officially entirely over, as of this post.

I am still looking for a musician to commission a new song for the remake of the Lil Miss Rarity animation on YouTube, which will be my final major update involving the blog, and then I will be putting the blog entirely to rest. The animation will serve as a fond emotional farewell to Lil Miss Rarity.

However, that's not the end of the twisted grimdark storytelling. I have decided to make a spiritual successor, a new IP, entirely my own and not using My Little Pony as a crutch.

I won't get too into it, but I left the Brony fandom long ago. It was both the greatest thing to ever happen in my life, and the absolute worst thing to ever happen in my life. I met great friends, but also met unbelievably horrible sick people, many of which I literally got FBI involvement to deal with and many of which are literally in prison now.

Due to this, and many many more reasons I'm leaving out, I cannot and will not continue to be a part of the fandom. This is just a few reasons, as well, that continuing to have Lil Miss Rarity exist as a My Little Pony blog just doesn't make any sense to me.

So what am I doing moving forward?

A brand new IP called "Melodi." It's about a magic school student who is part of a wealthy family who goes on a magical twisted adventure in a horrifying grimdark world.

It will have characters either very slightly or very heavily inspired by the characters of Lil Miss Rarity, with Melodi of course being inspired by Rarity.

It will also be an ongoing web comic, similar to LMR, and will encourage fan feedback just as much as LMR did, but will not be an Ask Blog like LMR.

I plan to release character concepts for the cast of Melodi soon.

Now, there's probably a lot of questions moving forward, so I'll try to answer them now, as well as in asks on this blog, though I'd prefer you send the asks about Melodi to my main blog at http://www.jayisbutts.com/ask

Here's some questions I think will be asked, and I'll answer them here:

"Will this blog be on Tumblr?" - Yes, and on Patreon. Each update will be on Patreon first. When an update comes out on Patreon, the previous update will go public at the same time on Tumblr.

"Don't you think the LMR fanbase you've garnered for 12 years are gonna be upset about this?" - I'm 100% certain they will be, yes. However, I hope that most people who hear this news are excited to see Melodi in the future. I'm very proud of what I've created with LMR, and happy about how many lives I've changed and how many people have told me how much they love LMR. People with the heart-brand tattoo, people with LMR tattoos, people who cosplay as LMR, LMR fanart still being made regularly to this date, real-life Opal dolls, fan-dubs of the comic, fan animations, Anime Music Videos, etc etc etc. I love each and every one of you and I hope that I can one day garner the same amount of love for Melodi as I received for LMR. Thank you all so much for your support.

"What if someone else wants to carry on the LMR blog or use the characters to make their own?" - Please, do. LMR is officially Public Domain as of this post, and I strongly encourage LMR fan-fiction, fan-blogs, etc. I would love if someone could do LMR better than I did. I will very happily use this blog going forward to showcase new LMR blogs and fan-content that I like, and I will very gladly be a guest artist from time to time on an update or two to those blogs. You all have my blessing to take LMR and do with her whatever you want.

"Are you still remaking the LMR animation?" - Yes, I'm still actively seeking a musician to make an official LMR theme that will play in the background of it. It will be a glorious farewell to LMR.

"Is the heart-brand still a thing in Melodi?" - Absolutely, yes. The one incredibly major staple being carried over to Melodi is the heart brand. That symbol has become synonymous with LMR.

"What about the eye scars?" - Probably not. There will be facial scarring of some kind, yes, but considering the new story will not involve killing a cat (not yet anyway), she probably won't have the eye scars.

"Black eye with white pupil?" - We'll see! (It is a sign of Malice's corruption to have a black left eye, so almost certainly yes, but we'll see!)

"Ponies? Humans? Furries?" - I haven't fully decided. In my head, Melodi is a human, but I could also see her being a cat. I'm not sure what I wanna do just yet. However, she will not be a pony. She's gonna be far more human shaped. With boobies.

"Is this one gonna have porn?" - Nope! Not directly as part of the blog, no. Sexual encounters are going to happen in a very fade-to-black way, or a cropped-off-screen sort of way, yes. And there will be sexy characters, like monster girls or demon girls, and I'm sure people will find Melodi herself sexy, too. However, the blog is not going to contain actual porn. No full nudity. It will have what some would refer to as "fetish content," as with LMR, but it's not porn.

"Final question, so... LMR is just... dead? As of now?" - In terms of receiving updates from me, all that will be made is the LMR animation. But no, I certainly hope LMR is not dead. I would love to see the blog live on through other artists I've inspired. You all have my blessing to keep her alive forever.

Thank you all so much for your support.

More news involving Melodi and her twisted adventures coming soon.

I love you all, and I want you all to know how much your support of Lil Miss Rarity has changed my life.

I know it's cringe to type this, but, "I'm literally crying right now."

Mommy will always be pretty.

~Jay Tonique (Formerly Lil Miss Jay)

[eatmangoesnekkid]

One thing I struggled with when I was in my 20s during my coming-of age-story of blooming into Goddess spirituality as taught by one of my mentors/muses was how semen was healthy for the female body. This is a common way of thinking with those who practice tantra, kama sutra, divine union, ancient temple arts, etc., and what is pushed in "Goddess- centered" and of course heteronormative patriarchal women spaces. However, the most disciplined, healthy, regenerative, mentally-clear men will always practice semen retention, which means that they would NOT release their semen into a woman's body during sex, and would circulate it internally throughout their own body to increase their organs' vitality instead, unless both parties were desiring to procreate a child. The thinking that semen was generally healthy for the female body as also taught in one of my favorite books "The Sexual Secrets of the White Tigress (a book I obviously don't completely agree with but helped to expand my consciousness) never fully added up with me and no one could ever answer my inquiry that "if semen is so healthy for the female body, why do the healthiest, strongest men have to practice semen retention....why would the divine be so cognitive-dissonant..lol?" I would not be surprised if our Western world had a centuries-old, clandestine operation to weaken both the female and the male body so that neither one of us would know our full power and magical potential. And I know many women whose pH balance and vaginal biomes gets out of wack after having penetrative sex with their male lover. There is so much division and anti-male propaganda out there, and that's not what I'm up to nor is it a conversation or line of thinking I would ever participate in. I'm more interested in women and other female-bodied people coming into our full alive power and magic—softening and strengthening our bodies and life force energy, expanding our minds, integrating our shadows, and birthing real authentically beautiful lives of rest, nourishment, regeneration, adventure, and ease that shift the collective energy forward into more love and life-giving resolutions. I wrote this to encourage those with female bodies to question everything, including me, because the "truth," whatever that means, will also influence your entire physiology overtime. What I know is that most of what we have been taught are lies and made up by men and patriarchal-centered women, for the benefit of men. Many of you have asked me private questions around working out and getting back active and strong in your body, but also express how tired and inflame your body is, could this be why? Because what I also know is that there are plenty of men who dump their stress, disappointments in life, rage, anger, and the like into women's bodies when they ejaculate therefore women have to be more intuitive and mindful in choosing lovers. But there is so much unlearning that every human must be willing to do in order to live healthier more emotionally-intelligent lifestyles thereby be awake enough to not continue to make a series of bad decisions in life. Because there are plenty of healthy, dutiful, deeply loving men out there to choose from if/when you are interested. May the veil of conditioning be lifted from the inner eye so that you begin to know who you truly are. Elevate your frequency so that you CAN be more grounded, centered and clear in your choosing. And what's also true is there is valid nuance as well that I won't be able to go into here on this blog at this time. -India Ame'ye, Author

[randoimago]

Hi!! I was wondering if I can request a cute little caesar zeppeli x reader if the reader was part of the pillarmen. Like a pillar woman mayhap? Thank you for your time :3

Fandom: JoJo's Bizarre Adventure

Character(s): Caesar Zeppeli

Note(s): Considering how the pillarmen are in JoJo's, I feel like any sort of relationship would be such a slow burn (and angsty considering what happens with Caesar) so I did my best to have some cute stuff for you!

Caesar

He is definitely on edge when he meets you at first. He already saw the other pillarmen and how they acted so he doesn't know what kind of trap you might have. Ends up being confused at how you ask him about the world he lives in and wants to know what changes there are from when you had been awake last.

Caesar still views things as a trap as he tries to figure out how to be polite with you but still staying on guard. Like hell he's going to fall for the trope of loving his enemy, especially if that's some messed up plan of the other pillarmen.

But he does slowly start to let you in. Especially when you introduce yourself to Joseph and Lisa Lisa as well. You let Joseph get a hamon hit off of you and while you do continue to defend yourself, you don't fight back and that makes him more open to accepting you.

Caesar doesn't even know how it starts to be less him explaining things that are new and foreign to you and him being a lot less platonic. He ends up asking why you want Caesar to explain life to you when you could ask Joseph or Lisa Lisa instead.

Does not know how to react when you bluntly state that you choose Caesar because you like him. He tries to laugh it off as a joke, but you don't seem to be joking and it's suddenly a lot that he needs to process and figure out.

You don't pressure him into anything though as you still ask him to explain different clothing or different foods that weren't around during your time. He can't help but find himself staring at your reactions and enjoying your time with him. He hardly realizes when he starts to smile with you.

Taglist: @abellaheart-blog @joestarfoundation

[michimonie]

Is there a role for uncle and aunt of HDL in your Quack Pack AU?

I've been thinking about that for a while, and I'm still not entirely sure, but here's what I have so far:

Donald

Eventually took over for McDuck Industries when Scrooge died. He doing whatever he can to keep up against Rockerduck. He was Paperinik / The Duck Avenger for a while, but had to take a step back when other heroes appeared (and he became much busier.)

A comic I used for reference

Daisy

She's an award-winning reporter and journalist. Currently "retired." She's travelling the world and running a blog about her adventures and mysteries she encounters.

A comic I used for reference

Extra stuff I didn't write above:

Donald will ask the boys for help with his business sometimes, but tries to let them live their lives. That being said both Donald and Daisy would 100% pull the guys into a last minute meeting because they miss them.

Some of Daisy's mysteries lead her to either Donald or Huey because of unethical business practices (more often Donald than Huey) and she ends up having to confront them. Daisy also keeps a video channel where she posts some videos of her adventures (anything not technically illegal at least.)

Donald would occasionally pull the same things as Scrooge if it means spending more time with the boys like finding ways to force them on an adventure— not too often, though.

Donald wanted to continue being PK/DA, but when he took over McDuck Industries, he became too busy, so he now has to rely on the other Duckburg heroes (including Louie) to keep the place safe. That being said, he'll still occasionally goes out and helps people. I'm still debating on whether he should know Louie is also a superhero or not, but Louie definitely doesn't know about Donald being PK/DA.

Again, I'm not entirely sure if these are what I'll end up going with, but this is what I've been thinking so far.

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This isn't anything serious, im just making a list of my favourite Sonadow AUs

BUT

what's most popular? Y'all get to vote!!

More Info below

Paramount Stars AU takes place within the Sonic Cinematic Universe. It is an Actors AU, so Sonic and Shadow are actors in Paramount Stars studios making the movies. They are both traumatised(tm) and transgender. Sonic met Shadow before the filming for Sonic 3 started and invited Shadow to join the movie. Over the two years of the movie production, Sonic and Shadow held feelings for each other before confessing on the night of the trailer release and becoming an official couple after the premier. Find out more at: @paramountstarsau

Sonic Rewritten AU takes place within the Modern Timeline, which are the games and IDW comics. It diverts from the canon after SA2, where Sonic and Shadow fell in love at first sight and was unofficially married by Dr. Eggman (they were out of options, okay?) during the Finalhazard fight. The rest of the timeline proceeds virtually unchanged, except for Sonic and Shadow being husbands (and more relationships beginning as well, because time actually passes here). However, the "canon" part of the timeline ends after the Metal Virus, and the rest of the AU largely follows the adventures of Sonic and Shadow's daughters, Hope and Light, and their friends (other fankids). More content avalible at: @sonicrewrittenau

Highschool Sweethearts AU is self-explanatory. Sonic and Shadow are high school students at Emerald Academy, in Emerald Town who became boyfriends. Shadow moved to Emerald Academy from Central City Westopolis district, due to being harrassed and discriminated against because he was trans, and met Sonic on basically his first day at his new school. They got off to a rocky start but eventually became a couple by the end of Year 10 and are still dating well into their senior years - 11 and 12. This AU is largely a coping mechanism for my school life (and it is also very Australian High School themed) and will continue into an University AU. There isn't much content for it but im happy to talk about it.

Heaven and Hell AU is an AU where Sonic is a High Seraph from Heaven (heir to the throne) and Shadow was a demon, whose powers were unlocked by Black Doom during Shadow Generations (also heir to the throne - of HELL >:3). It begins when Sonic, formerly named Caelus, leaves Heaven because he felt unwelcome and bored there and found himself on Earth, during the time of the Ancients (from Frontiers). He helped them build their colonies and civilizations on the Starfall Islands and became a being of worship for them, but was ultimately forced into hiding by the Ancients as they wanted to protect him from The End. Sonic remains on the planet and survives through the rise and fall of empires and into the modern world. He earned his name after defeating Eggman for the very first time and has since taken on the title of Hero of the World and Seraph of the People. Shadow's story still stays true to the canon, but he discovers his demon lineage. Sonic and Shadow, both being divine beings, worked together to live in secret and their relationship started there. Their designs are on my blog somewhere, you'll find them lmao.

Shattered AU, like mentioned, is a Sonic Prime AU where there are different Sonic and Shadows in the Shatter Spaces. In New Yoke; Sonic is Solo and Shadow is Android. In Boscage; Sonic is Paradise and Shadow is Hawthorn. In No-Place; Sonic is Goldheart and Shadow is Darkquill. Each of the Shattered Sonic and Shadows reflect a milestone in Sonic and Shadow's relationship; New Yoke = Enemies, Boscage = Friends/Rivals and No-Place = Romantic. More info about each of the Sonic and Shadows can be viewed on THIS google doc file.

One Week AU, like mentioned, is a King Shadow x Jester Sonic AU. It is a fanfic that is currently being written, where Shadow and Sonic fall in love in One Week (hehe). You'll be able to read it on AO3 once its out!

The Litter AU, or simply, The Litter, is a timeline where Shadow and Sonic have 8 daughters. Hope and Light from the Rewritten AU was reused for this. The daughters, from oldest to youngest, are: Hope, Light, Faith, Life, Lavender, Sunflower, Iris and Hyacinth. They came in twins. Reference sheets are currently being designed and can be viewed once I post them!

Overcast AU is a Sonic and Rain-World crossover AU, with a post-apocalyptic theme. The environment, world and lore is similar to Rain World, but instead of slugcats, we have feral mobians. Shadow is from the human cities, above the clouds, and Sonic is a hedgehog surviving on the rain ravaged surface. Shadow escaped and fell to the surface, where he was rescued by Sonic and they would go on to become mates. You can read the first instalments to this AU on AO3!!

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The Painter

"Would you ever try to leave me for somebody who deserves you most?"

Inspired by Million Dollar Houses

Luffy wants reader to sail with him, reader decides to stay.

bittersweet fluff~

word count: 1,262

masterlist here

tag list: @fanaticsnail @vangowithit @dakingsu-blog

You held the paintbrush tightly in your hand as you stared out to the crashing waves on the shore. Your tongue slightly peeking out of your mouth as you focused on the scene in front of you, carefully color matching the bright blue color of the waves before placing the brush onto your canvas. The brush glided effortlessly across the painting, blending beautifully with the base color you had placed beforehand. It was therapeutic for you, you loved painting. And Luffy knew it. As you continued working on your piece, two hands covered your eyes, breaking your concentration. “Guess who?” A cheery voice spoke from behind you, a voice you recognized immediately as the straw-hat pirate whom you had grown to adore. “Luffy! I was working” You whined as his hands left your eyes and landed on your shoulders. You turned to face his smiling face, placing a small kiss on his cheek before turning back to the canvas in front of you. “You’re so talented wow! That looks incredible!” Luffy praised your art, as he always did. He believed you would become a famous artist, he told you that once he became king of the pirates he wanted you to paint a portrait of him and his crew in commemoration.

You were always critical of your art, but you appreciated Luffy’s optimism regarding your career. You never fully believed it as a possibility for yourself. You did believe Luffy would become the king of the pirates. You would watch him train and fight, he was unbelievably strong, and charismatic. He had such a vibrant magnetism that made people like him, believe in him, support him. It worked on you as it worked on everyone on his crew. “I’m going to take you away from this beautiful work of art you are working on because it’s our last night here before we head off to find the One Piece.” His hand found yours, prying you away from hours of work. “You’re leaving tonight?” You echoed his words, you felt a pit in your stomach at the thought of him leaving you. “No, we are leaving tonight. You thought I’d leave without you, silly?” He spoke through a wide toothed grin, running across the beach with you grabbing onto his hand.

You never imagined yourself going out to sea. You were perfectly content living your life in a small town, painting houses for a living and canvases as a hobby. The only excitement in your life came from Luffy. As you approached a high cliff, Luffy wrapped an arm around your waist before stretching his other arm upwards. “Hold on tight!” He exclaimed as you shot up quickly. The wind pressing down on the both of you, you heard Luffy laugh as the two of you fell onto a tree with him breaking your fall. “You’re crazy!” You laughed. He always got you to laugh, it was his favorite sound. “Imagine how many cool adventures we can go on! You have to come with me!” His arm was still wrapped around you. You looked down at him, smiling. You didn’t know if you could leave and set sail with him. “I’ll think about it” You whispered. “No time to think! We’re leaving tonight and you are coming! Come on!” He whined, helping you up. He moved to stand in front of you, hunching over with his back facing you. “Get on! Sanji is cooking a delicious feast and I’m hungry.” You giggled at his request before mounting him. Your arms draped over his neck as he hooked his arms onto your thighs.

“The whole town is throwing us a going away party! There’s going to be music and so much food!” He spoke excitedly. Drool fell from his mouth as he talked about the amount of food he was planning on eating. You nuzzled into his neck, smiling. You loved hearing him talk with so much enthusiasm. You were strongly considering leaving with him. The sea would offer you the freedom to venture onto a life you had given up on. You could quit your job and focus on painting. Being with Luffy would be a bonus, and you would be able to see him become the king of the pirates. You would be there. The scent of grilled meat pulled you out from your thoughts as Luffy let you down. You were greeted by a couple of members from his crew. Zoro barely acknowledged you, being buried in cups and bottles of alcohol. Nami called you over to sit next to her and Usopp.

You turned to tell Luffy but found him already happily chowing down on some food. You giggled to yourself and made your way towards Nami. “Hey! I heard you guys are leaving tonight” You started the conversation, taking a seat next to the orange haired woman. “Yup! The journey never stops!” She exclaimed, looking over at Luffy. “I thought you were coming with us? Luffy told us.” Nami said before taking a sip of her drink. “Ahh. I’m thinking about it” You shrugged. You looked over at Usopp for a moment before deciding to change the subject. “Any new stories to tell, Usopp?” His face lit up at the request. He stood on his chair and began the tale of how he defeated 47 enemies single handedly.

The day quickly turned into night. You were enjoying the party more than you thought you would. Between the drinking, eating, and dancing, you thought about this being your life if you chose to go with the Straw Hats. With Luffy. Luffy noticed you were standing alone and decided to steal a moment with you. He walked over to you, taking your hand and smiling. “Come with me, I have something cool to show you.” You smiled back at him, walking up a small hill located only mere feet away from the booming music. As you arrived at the top of the hill, you could still hear the faint sound of laughter coming from the party. Luffy sat down, pulling on your hand for you to do the same. You sat next to him, looking up at the moon in the sky. It seemed to brighten up the sky much more than usual. You leaned into Luffy, resting your head on his neck as the two of you watched the moon. The silence between you grew thick as you traced circles on his arm as you held onto it. “Have you thought about it?” Luffy broke the silence, still looking up at the sky. You took a deep breath, holding him tighter. “I can’t go with you Luffy.”

“Yes you can,” He argued. Luffy was known for not taking no for an answer. “I would just hold you back. I don’t want to hold you back.” You let go of his arm and looked up at him. “You wouldn’t-” He began, meeting your gaze. “I would.” You reached over, cupping his cheek. You smiled, it was a bittersweet feeling. “And that’s okay. Just promise to come back when you become king of the pirates. I promise I’ll paint that portrait you wanted.” You pulled him in for a gentle kiss. His lips were soft against yours. You pulled away, looking into his eyes. He was sad, but understanding. He wasn’t going to throw you over his shoulder and take you to the sea against your will. He nodded his head, looking over at the sky once again. “I’ll be here waiting for you.” You said, making him smile. “I’ll come back.”