#and thank you for the ask!!! hehe

[sugaredparchment]

Writer ask game for you (*ฅ́ ˘ฅ̀*)♡

🪦 - Do you have any cut lines to share?

💕 - What's an out-of-context line you're proud of? (Knowing you this is about to be the most beautiful piece of prose ever)

🪩 - What's an outfit Calixto or Flare might wear in an AU?

ty ty!!!! alright let's see

🪦 okay so I'm afraid I am a terrible terrible writer I kind of just hit backspace and go and so I alas forget to save my cut lines 😔 I'll start collecting them I promise

💕 out of context line!!! I had to scour through roh for this (which is starting to get to be a bit of a behemoth task 💀 28k words!!!!! My longest project to date!!!) I have. many that I absolutely adore but are absolutely Wild out of context (entire conversation about my fantasy equivalent of weed. I'm sorry) so I offer a snippet! that has only a little context! and I will offer only a little context! the "she" they're talking about is El's older sister, Veridian, heir to the throne

"She accused us of conspiring for her throne,” she confesses to the window, back still to Zircon. A soft laugh echoes, like he isn't fazed at all. He's well aware of Rethan’s rules of succession, then. But to be so calm in the face of such a circumstance is a fascinating thing. El doesn't turn to scrutinize him, letting her curiosity brew where he cannot see it. “I’m certain I've been accused of worse, but how did she get to that conclusion?” The edge to his voice is different, like he is plotting something. It is completely removed from how casually thrown the first half of his statement is. That's not nearly as normal as he seems to think.

(also thank you for what you said about my prose like genuinely giggling grinning!! means a lot thank youuu)

🪩 THIS IS MY MOMENT. Flare would absolutely rock a suit. bro is usually dressed just short of an absolute clown but I know he would look Stunning if I stuck him in a modern au!!! It's his vibe!!! Sticking with modern au, I think Calixto leans into a kind of like light academia aesthetic? he'd wear warmer tones and sweaters I think :>

[i23kazu]

how i feel when someone reblogs my stuff with a really really nice tag

[jesuistrestriste]

art is the MESSIEST kisser ever like if u make out his spit is literally everywhere. like he'll kiss u on the mouth then keep on kissing ur neck but w the wettest kisses ever. and i JUST KNOW he def drools. like when u give him head and his head is resting against a pillow, he's so lost in it that he can't even think. like the only thing he can do anymore is whimper and moan like a little bitch. and when u look at him u see him drooling all over the pillow😭

art donaldson has a messy mouth. he drools when it feels too good, he kisses with almost too much tongue when he's desperate, and his warm, eager lips are always on your skin whenever he gets a chance to touch you properly.

he practically salivates like a thirsty puppy on a hot day. it pools under his tongue whenever he catches a glimpse of the more intimate areas of your soft skin; the nape of your neck, your stomach, your inner thighs. and he has to try desperately to swallow it down when you two are in public and he can't get his lips on you.

the first time you and art made out, it was very sloppy. you thought this mightve been a result of minor inexperience on his part, or nervousness, or excitement, so you let it happen. you let him moan into your open mouth and grab at your shirt while he slid his pink tongue over yours. you let his sticky saliva mix with yours as your mouths mashed together. you let him kiss you and kiss you and kiss you until he came in his pants.

the whole ordeal lasted about 7 minutes.

after that, you had assumed that—in time—he'd get more reserved with his mouth as you two continued to be intimate.

but this didn't happen.

if anything, he only got more comfortable with you, and thus only became more orally-fixated and messy with his mouth.

he liked to suck on your fingers during sex.

he liked to slather your arousal with his spit when he went down on you.

he liked to kiss you wetly all over your body before bed.

he liked yearned for it all.

when you'd give him head, your slick lips bobbing over his tip and swallowing salty dribbles of precome, he'd drool all over whatever was near his mouth. it was just too hard to focus on not drooling when the warmth of your tongue got him close so fast. his eyes would get lidded and his knees would grow weak and his mind would turn to mush the second you started to blow him. sometimes you'd have to hold his hips to keep him steady. he was very predictable.

one thing you two like to do together is have art get on all fours on the bed, knees spread apart with his cock hard and hanging between his thighs. his hands will go up and squeeze onto the pillows as he lowers his head and lets you jerk him off.

it’s kinda demeaning, in a way; being milked like a cow.

but you like doing it to him, and he likes whatever you like, so he loves this.

when your hand starts to stroke his cock, strings of pre leaking from his slit, his arms will usually start to shake. it'll start at his shoulders, and then go down to his elbows, and then end when his wrists can't hold him up anymore. he'll let himself collapse down onto the cushions without more than a whine of protest and a renewed tint of pink across the bridge of his nose. his head will lay on one side of his face, his lips parted to let out whimpers and whines as his hips jolt, and then it’ll start.

he’ll drool.

all over.

down the side of his face, over his bottom lip, down his chin. it all happens depending on how his head is positioned. but he always, always, always slobbers on the pillow a little.

just as his eyes start to roll back, and his pelvis starts to shallowly move to thrust his cock into your moving grasp, his sweet and sticky saliva will dribble down his face someway and soak into the pillowcase.

he can't help it.

because, again, you make it hard to pay attention to anything other than how good you make his dick feel. it throbs in your hand.

when you catch a glimpse of his drooling, you usually smile and speed up your touch.

"Art, baby-" you'll coo to him, "drooling."

and he'll know right away what you mean.

"Anghh— feel s'good, s'good— 'm sorry, 'm sorry," he'll inevitably slur.

he'll try to wipe it with the back of his hand, but he's usually shaking too much for that to do much of anything. it more just smears the transparent fluid across his flushed face.

slurp. wipe. whimper.

a few more strokes of your hand, and a thumb pressed right under his cockhead, is all he needs to let go after that point.

his eyes will roll back as he cries out and bucks into your fist, shooting and coating the bedding underneath with his load. he'll tremble and whine until his hands grasping at the sheets below have the instinct to fly between his legs and stop the overstimulation. you generally let up soon after he makes that known.

after you clean him up and ease him into bed, he'll make sure to kiss you goodnight. and it's messy and needy and a little bit too much, but you let him do it anyways. he's eager to please, and he's eager to show you how much he appreciates the way you take care of him. he’s just eager.

maybe one day you'll get sick of how much tongue he uses when he kisses, but you doubt it. it’s just so perfectly him.

[chio-chan2artbox]

He is in good shape 🫣

Bonus:

[deerspherestudios]

Hiii!! First of all thank you for this 3rd day release, I love it! And for my question: How would Mychael react to MC mispronouncing his name?? For context English isn't my first language, I'm latina, and I tend to mispronounce Mychael's name very often. Instead of saying "Mah-i-khol" I say "Mah-i-chel", I just can get myself to spell it right 😭

He'd find it amusing, since he's pretty confident (at least as confident as he can be) that Mychael/Michael is a common enough name for people to know how to pronounce it. Either way, he'd let it slide and won't make it a big deal.

But if you're close to him, he'd tease you gently by mispronouncing your name right back haha.

[lil-lemon-snails]

decided to draw some of your guys' tags from my harlequin sun and moon post!!! These guys are so much fun and you're all so funny >w<

[existwound]

Hi! I'm absolutely in love with your fics on ao3. What are your favorite Klance headcannons?

THANK YOU SO SO SO MUCH!!! <3

im so excited about this ask because i have SO MANY headcanons oh my god im gonna have to keep myself in check here

Keith fell first, Lance fell harder – For Keith it wasn’t so much falling, more like a steady descent and plummeting in the end, realising how deep his feelings actually run. For Lance it was a crash landing, in denial until the very last second, and only then being able to put the right name to his feelings.

They’re both fiercely protective of each other in different ways – When Lance gets hurt during battle, Keith is someone you don’t want as your enemy. Lance is more likely to let a shitty comment slide during diplomatic meetings for the sake of being amicable, Keith definitely doesn’t. When Keith gets hurt, Lance will always hover, linger in his vicinity, making sure to keep an eye on him. They’ve been like this from the start, despite their anger towards each other.

Physical touch – Lance is big on this one, which twisted its way into their rivalry, too. How else could Lance get to touch Keith without having him flinch and recoil out of reach? Goad him into a fight, into fists clenched into the fabric of his shirt, into very nearly pressing their foreheads together just to scream at each other. This changes along with their relationship over the years, a hand curled around Keith’s wrist, ghosting over the small of his back, an arm around the shoulders, falling asleep tangled up in each other. In the end, they’re somehow always touching.

They try to keep it secret at first – It’s the universe’s most badly concealed secret. While they still rile each other up on purpose and still bicker like crazy, it’s hard to miss the too-fond smiles and the halfhearted sighs that follow the well-placed jabs. They stand too close to each other, their knees touch too often underneath the table, they’re too eager to accompany the other on away-missions. And honestly, they’re not really subtle about sleeping in the same room together, either.

[erinwantstowrite]

I was just rereading LOF and got to Chap7 and realised that Mysterio definitely knows Peter is Spidey?? And he seems to have new plan to get Tony to give over his stuff?? This is giving me so many worries for Petey when he gets back and what Mysterio was planning!! Oh shuckss

[cursedhaglette]

Solavellan recs you say? 👀👀👀👀👀

OHHHHH POOOKIIIIEEEEEEEEEE here's a lil bit of everything for you, go forth and feast

remorse is not an apology by deciblesque - you will find me gradually losing my shit in the comments of this one. we shouldn't be allowed to read it for free, it's so brilliant. i literally have no words, it's just so fucking good. post-DAV and an absolute must read. (also the author has some very delicious solavelassan smut if you need something to wash it down with)

the shrine of your lies by @swordbisexual - make that everything by ouiser by dear god, this one will have you needing solas so bad

the first six months of forever by lahtays - devastating, brilliant, sexy, post-solas doing his big stupid but written pre-DAV (as if we need DAV though) but they get to live in the world as they fix things and yeah. so so good.

scion by @widowling - we know martyr, we love (and love to hate) martyr, but honestly scion is gonna RUIN me in a big way and i can't wait. a good, like ACTUALLY GOOD, arlathan AU is hard to find but a sexy young solas is also the most important thing in the world to me, especially if he's also just a lil dumb. my beloved widowling nailed it. can't wait for more of this one.

love is not a victory march by @brunchatthebookstore - the inquisitor gets the call to go to minrathous in time for solas' ritual. this is an all-timer in the making, i just know it.

miles below the surface of the dawn by @gostak - long form smut that literally made me cry i'm not kidding. this fandom really has everything. you know what's more fucked up? KIT HADN'T EVEN FINISHED DAI WHEN WRITING THIS MASTERPIECE.... shfdkjhjsdfkjshdf

verhas'alhan - to yearn for wilderness by rosemarybagels - centuries spent after the veil falls and this is painful but absolutely beautiful and feels so wonderfully true to both characters and ugh. UGH. how to be heartbroken and hate each other but love each other all at the same time. gorgeous.

her hand was invented before god was by @citrusai - gan'freya woman that she is. solas snoop that he is. this is absolutely delicious and perfect and i've read it twice and i know i will again because it's so them.

the immortal game by @psykergirl - the most solavellan smut of all time. trust me on this.

all new, faded for her by @scaryanneee - putting this toward the bottom only because i've recc'd it before multiple times but not because i love it any less. it's one of my current comfort fics and anna is so so brilliant and perfect at writing the classic romance tropes we know and love but making them soooo sollavellan it's sick. also morinne is there but who cares when ATHERA. QUEEN ATHERA. god.

these hands, if not gods by @gefionne - also at the bottom only because i've recc'd it before and i think the whole fandom is probably bouncing up and down waiting for every update. my other current comfort fic at the moment. imagining young solas whimpering with nipple rings gets me through the day and gef...god bless gef for that.

there's........so much more porn here than i expected. oops. but also it's all literally so good i'm not even sorry about it. also if you want to support moi, i write a lil fic called requited but feel weird promo-ing it more than that. i also have more fic recs for solavellan answered here, here and here!

anyways, have fun and enjoy!

[wakayrd]

Thinking about Loop and Phantom of the Opera similarities. Does Sif and/or Loop make those comparisons and jokes about it? (i love your theatre au so so so much its so fun)

I went a bit of a different direction with this ask because I was thinking about it from Siffrin's perspective (plus I love doodling hehe). Loop probably has made lots of references but doesn't refer to themselves as a phantom. It's kinda too on the nose in a way.

The most helpful phantom ever!! They spend all their time at the theatre, they might as well clean up and make sure things go smoothly!

... That look, just for a moment.

The next day, Loop was back to normal, Siffrin won't make references to The Phantom of the Opera anymore, but Loop will from time to time. Siffrin doesn't know why this happened, nor how to ask if joking about Loop having a "Christine" was what caused them to react in such a way. Maybe they lost something, or had to give them up... Little bonus doodle, Siffrin's paint clothes:

[ask-ganymede]

Hi Ganymede, love. Did you know that i'm making a silly comic, and there is you too? Hope you like him 💖

Oh! Oh! Is that me? Oh wow!

[ Bouncing up and down... excited kid! ]

That's so cool! It has color! I like painting pottery sometimes when the Lord is out... Ah, the pithos is slightly larger though, and has a few carvings etched into it... and the shape is more like this..!

[ Gesturing. It makes little sense ]

[hellsitegenetics]

not an ask, really, just a happy comment that i love this blog. every time i see it come up, it feels like some sort of “spin the wheel, win a prize” and i wait to see what creature the prize is this time.

oh look! you got a moth!

oooo, nice! you scored a bird species!

String identified: t a a, a, t a a ct tat t g. t t c , t t “ t , a ” a at t at cat t t t.

! gt a t!

, c! c a c!

Closest match: Hoplodrina ambigua genome assembly, chromosome: 4 Common name: Vine's Rustic

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[jesuistrestriste]

SAAGGEEEE your corrupting art blurb UUUGGGGHHHHH TOO FUCKING GOOD

thinking about the same scenario of him being overwhelmed & so deeply in subspace… but making him cum for the first time ever & he’s so whiny & doesn’t know what’s going on & feels so good when he cums he just doesn’t know what to do 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

DYLAN LISTENNN

i haven’t rlly written too much corruption kink stuff bc i’ve been focused on other things, but now im fully in the game.

i’m thinking about an inexperienced, virgin!art donaldson who’s never had a real orgasm before.

wet dreams? sure!

but’s he’s never been conscious to experience those releases; just woken up to warm, sticky boxers and a funny feeling swirling lingeringly around in his stomach.

maybe he’s never explored that sector of life before due to something like: barely repressed religious guilt, or the fear that it’ll be too intense for him to handle, or just plain business..! but the point is that he’s never experienced that hot, all-consuming, pulsing rush of pleasure that floods through your body when you come undone..

so when he finds himself submitting in your arms, the two of you tangled in your bed while he mindlessly seeks friction against your leg and kisses you, his eyes fly wide open when he feels a bolt of something good shoot through his cock in his briefs.

“oh,” he whines against your lips before he pulls back and swallows thickly, “oh, god..”

you look to his eyes and chuckle softly, catching your breath while your hand snakes down to grope his bulge— rewarding you with a sharp moan and a jerk of his hips.

“you’re so sensitive,” you whisper, your hand giving two tugs on his clothed cock before art is grasping for your arms, his legs starting to tense.

“s-something’s coming.”

he says it in a way that makes him sound utterly terrified but completely elated, simultaneously. he’s quaking against you, letting out little moans into your neck that are rapidly increasing in volume and frequency with each passing half-second.

fuck, he’s already teetering on that ledge— so overcome with the new sensations that he can’t squeeze his thighs together hard enough to stall his crossing of the finish line.

sweat is prickling on his skin almost uncomfortably, and he’s melting into your frame as he buries his face in your shoulder. his blonde curls brush your jaw and cheek. another tug on his erection sends him hurtling toward the end of it all before he can even properly grasp the build-up. poor thing.

“i… i feel really weird—.. i can’t—! i think im gonna..! gonna-!”

he yelps, before his vision completely whites out. his fingers curl into your biceps and his legs kick out and spasm as he lets out another broken cry. his voice comes out mangled through the heady waves of dopamine and the surge of emotions.

he’s never felt anything like it.

nothing’s even come fuckin’ close.

not a win on the court for a sparkling medal or trophy, not a bite of his mom’s special cooking, not even cry-laughing at patrick’s dumb jokes.

nothing.

this is everything.

god, how did he miss out on this for so long? what was life even like before this type of ecstasy?

he’s gushing into his underwear (heaps of held-in loads finally pouring out), rocking against your leg as you gently work him through it with a smile on your face, and he can’t quite seem to think of an answer to either of those questions of his..

it’s all too much in the best way.

“oh fuck, fuck fuck fuck, im cumming,” he gasps, sounding laughably bewildered and unsteady, his touch growing almost painful on your limbs.

he doesn’t mean to grab you so hard, but the feelings are consuming him wholly and he needs to clutch onto something before he’s sure he’ll float away. he needs you to ground him—comfort him, help him, teach him.

he can’t believe what’s happening, and now he’s only got one thing left on his mind as the aftershocks make his head spin:

how’s he ever supposed to survive sex?

[daily-shadow-doodles]

I’M BEGGING FOR MORE QUEEN X SHADOW CONTENT IT’S NOT A THING I KNEW I NEEDED UNTIL I SAW THAT POST

Day 16: Someone to love!!!

[littlelioncub43]

Hi, sex addict bucky anon here, once again, I raise you, Bucky with a SO who is also a sex addict, like his SO is the kinda person who just causally masturbate’s, maybe because shes horny, maybe shes just bored, but either way she is more than willing to indulge bucky, hell she probably enables it. Mutual masturbation being a very big thing in there relationship

*Steve Harvey voice*:

YEEEEEEEESSSSSS!!!!

It's a regular thing. Somehow you two always end up with your hand between your legs playing with yourselves like animals in heat. Your favorite is when you're in bed or on the couch, both of you kneeling and facing each other; Bucky has his sweats pushed down low enough to have his cock out while he uses his flesh hand to stroke himself (he likes the feeling of skin on skin the most). His vibranium hand is gripping your hair while you both make out and moan into each other's mouths. You've got your panties pooling at your knees while your fingers glide in and out at a dizzying pace (which Bucky matches with his hand on his dick).

"Mmm! Yes! Yes! Faster, baby, faster!" He moans into your mouth, his hips starting to thrust so he can fuck his hand. You obey instinctively, your own hips grinding into your hand. "Mmmngggfffuuuuck let me touch you..." He begs in a gruff, breathy voice. The next thing you know, his metal fingers are pistoning in and out of your wet little pussy while he humps your hand at an equally rapid pace.

It feels so much better when you're the one touching him, so it doesn't take long for him to cum all over your hand and your thighs while you gush around his vibranium fingers. Thankfully, he's hard again within seconds so he just keeps fucking your hand until neither of you can take it anymore.

[insertdisc5]

would u ever consider doing creative consultation work for other indie creators?

it has been on my mind, yes... i do like giving advice and i might as well get money for it lmao. one day perhaps...