#anyway there are still prompts i wanna do so i'll do them for the peace of mind o<<< /div> Explore tagged Tumblr posts

[hewoweens]

my snsmonth wips in this folder are looking at me with such judgement and contempt .. guys everyday i'm too sleepy and embarrassed to work on you im sorry

[ickmick]

Inktober days 16-25

hi!! small scheduling thing I wanna say before we get into it!! if you just wanna see the art you can skip to under the cut!! where it says 'keep reading'!!

Im posting 10 (thats right, ten!) drawings today, and 5 tomorrow!! (hopefully!) that way, I can just post one final drawing on Halloween!! I didn't fully think this schedule out tbh... but thats okay! I think this'll work fine, Im just ensuring you all know :D

as for how I'll post after October... we'll have to see!! I *might* do novelember! but I also might instead of daily prompts combine them into one per week or generally do less, just because I can't write as fast as I draw! (glances at my finished but unposted scarian pt 2.... so maybe i can write fast but it takes a bit to be satisfied with it....) /silly

so I hope to see you again tomorrow and then on Halloween! enjoy!

(heres week one, week two, and week threes posts!)

I'll only list the prompts I used that day, but here's the key for acronyms n such;

wh = welcome home

hc = hermitcraft (I have 2!)

ink = official inktober

gore = goretober

(actual gore will be triggerwarned! so far none has any blood or violence!)

Day 16

ink: angel

life: yellow life

ehehehe... yes me drawing a scene from something I havent even posted LSVSJSVSK- but uh!! first time drawing ren!! yippee!!

Day 17

life: time

gore: plant growth

ink: demon

yes me planning out a little 4 panel angsty thing because the life series has my heart... and then cleo and tango!! I want to draw cleo in full one of these days...

Day 18

hc: meme

life: horse

the horse curse!! poor scar... not even a peaceful dinner pffft

Day 19

wh: bakery

hc: action pose

last year I drew/painted scar and grian baking halloween cookies on my sketchbook, so this is sort of a homage to that! I never posted it because it never got finished... but it was a bit silly too!

Day 20

wh: siblings

ink: frost

pearl and grian as siblings make my heart happy <3

also some subtle tango and grian shipping!! these are both silly drawings, but they were fun!!

Day 21

hc: hermit w/ a mob

grian and the sniffer are having a little mimir... and jelly and scar are hanging out too :D

Day 22

hc: star

life: wolf

I dont remember when/which life series this would refer to... but wolf pearl is cool!! (and of course we have miss ariana griande!!

Day 23

life: ocean

ink: crystals

the second one is actually a slight reference to this GIG(G)S phasmo fic! go check it out, its great! its a chat fic, and it still has a really good plot and interactions! :D

Day 24

life: canary

first time drawing jimmy!! the canary!! but also the sheriff!! I saw something on tumblr a while ago where hes literally like a little bjd (ball joint doll, I think!) and I think thats really cute! I fudged the proportions on that middle drawing, but thats okay lol

Day 25

hc: fullbody / celestial (sort of!)

I love this one the most I think- at least from this batch! watcher grian has always been something I love even though I havent seen Evo... and it was fun to play around with wing placement! and the pose was fun :3

my app crashed while I was drafting this so im sorry if anything seems stiff or rushed TwT

I had to rewrite it all! makes it feel like energetic I think... oh well...

anyways!! theres all of them for now!! I'll try to post 26-30 tomorrow... we'll see how many I actually post, but I will post tomorrow!! see you then!! 💜

heres week 5.1's post, and the last one (5.2) :D

[grvntld]

ang dami ko need gawin para sa aking peace of mind aka my kaartihan bc im truly maarti and im not gonna deny it and there is nothing wrong with it because they all matter to me thank you very much

💁‍♀️~fix~ mah feed hehe ngl i like a cohesive slash coordinated feed and yep i hv a planner for my feed okie because how else will i know if my photos go together hmm izz nawt that what i hv on my planner doesnt go together but right now it's not making me feel like 😌🤠🥳🥰 so yas i hv to maybe move some of the photos around or maybe present a few photos differently awOw

💁‍♀️sit the fuck down with my clothes and shoes and bags again and just declutter the heck out of it—we hv turned our second room slash guest room slash bebi portus' room into our full blown walk-in closet since our clothes are all there anyway and one of these days i just rlly hv to sit on it and deal with it so that i'll be feeling like ☺🧚‍♀️👸

💁‍♀️take more than just a glimpse of my monmon bc lately ive just been 💸💸💸 left and right and i know once upon a time i dreamt of not having to look at a price tag when purchasing something but my golly wow wow even i am going 👁👄👁 at myself after 🛍 like how the fudge—

💁‍♀️line up some books to read since im done with missing molly already hehe gosh waht a ride that one is my gosh so yeah i hv to check out some books that i wanna read plus plus plus get back on the list of books that hv been recommended to me by my friends and moots a while back yay

💁‍♀️get back to journaling—look for maybe prompts or just write about my day oh and find cute notebooks to fill too hihi

💁‍♀️re-read the cgm method again so i could grow out my curls again bc i miss them hehe ngl i havent been doing it, but yep, im using cgm friendly products still hmm i just havent had the energy to do the technique itself hehu so i hv to re-learn errthang abt it again and check out the other things i no longer hv with me hihi exciting omg more shopping lol

💁‍♀️going back to my feed kaartihan, re-edit prolly all the photos to achieve the feel that i genuinely want bc mismam im creative and i know i could do it come on aina ganda dyosa winner donchu settle for pwede na yan u got diz

okie i couldnt think of anything else anymurrrr other than werq so dazz what imma do bYE MWAPS

[mosylufanfic]

For the prompt list, Rebelcaptain and #37 a kiss without a motive

Woof, this became a whole thing! Enjoy.

Five Times Jyn Couldn't Stop Thinking about Cassian Andor (and one time she did something about it)

"I just wanna know why," Jyn said. "What's his game, anyway? He's always got a game."

From the next bed over, Leia's very tired voice said, "Has it occurred to you that Cassian Andor just kissed you because he wanted to?"

She scowled mightily at the popcorn'd hotel ceiling. "No," she said. "He's trying to throw me off for tomorrow."

"Oh my god," Leia mumbled.

"You know the way he is. He'll stop at nothing to win that medal."

The light popped on and Jyn looked over to see her teammate looking exhausted and mildly homicidal. "Look," she said. "Either you shut up about this or I smother you to death with my pillow. Either way, I'll finally get to sleep, so I don't have a preference. Which is it going to be?"

"I'm just trying to -"

"I know what you're doing. You're obsessing over Cassian Andor as usual. Just do it quietly or nobody in this room is going to win a goddamn medal tomorrow."

Jyn rolled onto her side and yanked the covers up over her shoulders. "He's going down," she muttered into her pillow.

-

At breakfast in the hotel bar, Bodhi was quietly going to pieces. "Should I run through it again? I'm worried I'll forget part of it in the room."

"No," Jyn said. "You could recite that piece in your sleep. And you're amazing. Don't over-practice."

Bodhi picked at his toast. "Easy for you. You don't have to do it perfect from memory."

"I just have to research a topic and debate it with half an hour's prep time. Yeah, I've got the easy event."

"Children," Baze rumbled. "Don't fight. We are all on the same team, Interp, Speech, and Debate likewise."

They subsided, Jyn feeling a little guilty. She would never want to perform a dramatic piece by herself in front of an audience, the way Bodhi did every competition. "Baze," she said to their coach. "Tell Bodes he's fine."

Baze gripped Bodhi's narrow shoulder. "Don't over-practice." He moved off in the direction of the coffee.

"That's it?" Jyn said.

"You know Baze is no good for pep talks," Bodhi said. He did look more relaxed, though. Their coach was like a very large mountain, solid and peaceful and unmoved by the petty storms of his high school forensics team.

Jyn's attention had been caught by the lean boy waiting at the toaster, a plate in his hands. "Look at him," she said vengefully.

". . . Baze?"

"Just. Getting a bagel."

"Oh. This is about Cassian again."

"How dare he?"

"Why do we hate bagels?"

"We don't hate bagels. We hate him."

"Uh-huh," Bodhi said doubtfully. "As I've said before - you may recall - I don't think he hates you back."

Jyn wasn't listening. Cassian had looked over, and she had taken the opportunity to point two fingers at her eyes, then one finger at him. I'm watching you.

He just looked confused, and then grabbed his bagel when it fell in the toaster tray.

-

Jyn was marking down her first match when the familiar sound of Chirrut's cane told her that their other coach had found her. "Who's your first opponent?" he asked under the babble of other debaters and coaches from all over the state.

"A kid from Jedha City," she said. She scanned down the list of competitors, displayed on big screens overhead. At the very beginning like this, it was every debater who'd qualified. "Cassian's got someone from Eadu High," she added.

"Did I ask about Cassian?"

"No, but - "

"No, I asked about you, didn't I."

"Yeah, all right," she muttered, still staring at the brackets. Cassian was in a totally different bracket to her. He could beat Eadu High all right, he had before. She didn't have any qualms about Jedha City. If Takodana Magnet took the first round, then she might be up against them in the third round, and Cassian could handle Alderaan -

Chirrut's cane whacked her shins.

"Ow!" she said, although it hadn't hurt that much.

"Focus," he said. "Don't get ahead of yourself. Who's your worst competitor, Jyn Erso?"

"Well, that girl from Naboo High really thrashed me at the meet last month, and Imperial Prep is full of dirty tricks - " All the while, her brain beat a tattoo of Cassian, Cassian, got to beat Cassian -

And under that was the memory of Cassian last night, in the hotel pool room, his hip warm against hers as they sat on the edge of the book and talked like they'd never talked before, his face coming closer and closer -

"Wrong!" Chirrut whacked her shins again. "Your worst competitor is you, Jyn, and it always has been. We've talked about this. You get in your own way constantly, and not just in debate. Don't roll your eyes at me."

"I wasn't," she lied.

"Don't lie to me either. Focus on what you need to do right now. Do the best job there, and move on when it's done, but not before. You hear me?"

"Fine," she said.

He whacked her shins a third time.

"Yes, Coach!"

"Good." His head cocked toward the sound of a vending machine. "Now go get a poor old blind man some sour cream and onion chips."

-

Three rounds later, Jyn shook her opponent’s hand, left the room, and headed for the common area. The screens above her head were flashing with scores and debaters that had moved on to the next bracket, and the tables were filled with coaches and kids in various states of glee or despair.

Baze was seated at a circular table under one of the biggest screens, reading one of his Cantonese newspapers. He looked up as she sat down across from him.

She shook her head. "Naboo High," was all she said.

He grunted. "Jyn."

She looked at him, biting her lips to keep from crying. She'd really fucking wanted to place this year.

"You are good. There is always someone better. Next year, you will be better."

"What about next year?" said a voice, and Cassian slid into the chair between her and Baze.

"The girl from Naboo High just knocked me out." It almost physically hurt to say the words, especially to him, but it wasn't like she'd be able to hide it. For one thing, there were about four screens that would say the same thing in a minute.

"Amidala?" he asked, and she nodded. "She's really good. She'll probably be a politician one day."

"Yeah." That took some of the sting out of it, maybe. "One of the good ones. Or, like, queen of the world." She cleared her throat. "Anyway, you'll have to carry on the honor of Yavin High to the semifinals."

A long silence made her look up, and when she did, she gasped. "You didn't lose! To Imperial?"

Cassian pressed his lips together. "He kept saying my accent was too hard to understand and making me repeat things."

Cutting Cassian's time down and undermining the power of his points. "What a load of bullshit," she snarled. "See how easy it is for anyone to understand him when I -"

"Jyn," Baze said. "We do not threaten the other teams." He dropped his voice. "Where the judges can still hear us." He got to his feet. "I'll go talk to them."

Jyn watched him go. "You think he'll manage to get a re-match?" She'd never heard of a re-match at the State level, but then again, that had been a really dirty trick.

Cassian shook his head. "One of them was an old Imperial boy. They had one of those networking chats before the round. Who's your father, ha-ha, that old son of a bitch, tell him I said hello and he still owes me five hundred dollars from freshman year." He shook his head again, thumping his fist once, softly, against the table.

Jyn eyed him with some alarm. He never showed any expression, win or lose. This was roughly akin to him throwing a chair.

Baze came back in a few minutes, his taciturn face downright thunderous. "I'll put in a complaint," was all he said. "In the meantime, I got a text from Chirrut. Rook and Organa are in the semi-finals. Let's go cheer on your teammates."

-

". . . and in first place from Yavin High, Bodhi Rook!"

Jyn shrieked. "Go, Bodhi! Woooooo!" At her side, Cassian let out a whistle, sharp and shrill in her ear. She grinned at him and clapped harder.

When Bodhi staggered down the stage and to his seat, she hugged him around his shoulders. "Didn't I tell you? You're amazing."

They had to clap and cheer again for Leia and her first place in Extemp, and then it moved on to Debate.

Jyn watched the finalists troop up to the stage and frowned. "Wait a minute." She elbowed Cassian. "Look who's not there."

He looked and his brows flew up. "Imperial didn't even place? Who was their semifinal match against?"

Baze hadn't allowed them to track the rounds after they were knocked out. "You have done your part," he'd rumbled. "You can do no more. Now focus on your teammates."

Someone in front of them twisted around, face full of glee. "Mandalore Academy," she said.

"Really," Jyn said. Everyone who went to MA was in some kind of weird insular religious sect, but they were all right once you got to know them, if a little stiff and monosyllabic without a debate to engage in. But Baze was her coach, so she didn't mind that.

And she liked them a lot if they'd managed to keep Imperial out of the finals and out of Nationals.

"Mmmhm. And the Imperial kid tried to whine they'd cheated somehow, and the coach was just like 'Cheating is not the way of the Mandalorian.'"

"My god, they're weird," Jyn said happily.

"Right? But they're on the stage, and Imperial's not."

They watched as the medals were distributed and the names announced. Jyn elbowed Cassian. "You should be up there."

He turned his head to look at her, a small smile curving his mouth. "So should you."

She shrugged. "If I had to lose, I'm glad it was to her." She nodded to where the girl from Naboo High was receiving her first-place medal.

"And I'm glad Imperial lost too." He glanced across the aisle.

Jyn followed his gaze and saw the boy from Imperial Prep slumped in his chair, scowling, as his coach hissed in his ear. Neither of them were applauding at all. She looked back at Cassian and they both burst into laughter.

-

After a raucous team dinner at IHOP, Baze herded them all back to the hotel and into the lobby. He fixed them with a stern eye. "You've done well today. Yes, everyone. I'm proud of you. Now, you’ve worn two old men out. We're going to bed."

"Speak for yourself," Chirrut said happily. "I’m ready to party."

Baze snorted. "You’ll be snoring in my ear in twenty minutes." He turned to the team. “No drinking. No pregnancy. No police. You're representing Yavin High. I expect you to make good choices. We meet at the van at six. Anyone not there by six-thirty has to get home on their own.”

"Why did he say that about pregnancy?" Jyn asked Leia on the way down from their room, where they'd gone to change into their swimsuits. The drinking and the police were a standard element of Baze's post-meet lectures when they had to stay the night, but that had been new.

Leía rolled her eyes. "Are you serious?"

"What?"

"We’ve had to put up with the seething sexual tension between you and Cassian all season, and you've spent the entire afternoon attached at the hip. Really? You still don't know? Fine. You play as dumb as you want, I'm going swimming."

"Just for that," Jyn said, "I'm not going to Nationals to cheer you on."

Leia flipped her off and jumped into the pool.

Jyn flopped onto a pool chair with a sigh. "Not going to Nationals," she muttered.

"Nope," Cassian said, flopping down in the chair next to her.

She jolted and stared at him, wondering if he'd heard what Leia had said. About . . . sexual tension, for god's sake.

He touched his face. "What? Do I have something on my face?"

"No," she said. "You're good." She laid back again. "S'funny," she said. "I planned all season to go to Nationals this year." For both of them to go, she thought. As much as she'd seethed against him, it had never crossed her mind he wouldn't be going. "And now . . . "

"Mhm," he said. "Next year, right?"

"Yeah. Did Baze say anything about Imperial Prep's dirty trick?"

"He put in an official complaint and he wants me to write up what happened to submit on Monday."

"Think anything will come of it?"

He shrugged a little, looking at the ripples in the pool water. "I don't know. You really think anyone will listen?"

"Yeah," she said, and caught his smile.

They talked about their first and second rounds, comparing their opponents, and about Bodhi and Leia's chances at Nationals. Finally they fell silent, lazy next to each other.

Jyn looked up at the ripples on the ceiling form the lights underwater. Ask him. Ask him you idiot. You'll never know.

And besides, if he says it was some kind of game, you can dump him in the pool.

"Cassian," she said.

"Mmm," he answered, sounding sleepy.

"You know last night."

He didn't move, but suddenly there was a sense of alertness about him. "Mmm?"

"Here," she added unnecessarily, because here in the pool room had been the only time they'd hung out last night. "Why'd you kiss me?"

He didn't say anything.

"And why didn't you say anything about it all day today?"

He sat up, opening his eyes and looking over at her. All of a sudden, she was intensely aware of her whole body, from the chipped paint on her toenails to the way her hair was frizzing in the humidity.

"I didn't say anything about it," he said slowly, "because you didn't seem to like it. You know. The way you jumped out of the pool and left right away."

"I was surprised," she said, thinking, He didn't answer my first question.

"And your first question," he said. "I kissed you because I wanted to."

Oh.

Leia had been right.

She was going to be insufferable.

Several questions occurred to her, but she found herself asking, "Do you still want to?"

He leaned on the arm of his lounge chair, reaching out to brush a bit of stray hair out of her eyes. The contact of his fingertips against her temple sent an electric shock down her spine. "I think the real question is," he said softly, "do you?"

Well.

Never let it be said she'd backed down from a challenge.

FINIS

[robincantfunction]

i'm at a festival rn but i wrote this a while ago so i'm using my 4G. sorry for being kinda off the grid i'll be properly back in a few days <3

requested: yes/no (requests are open) word count:837 (these will get longer i promise) warnings: fem!reader, mentions of death, slight death description but nothing all that detailed, swearing? idk its me there's probably swearing. not properly proof read. angst or at least my attempt summary: after her untimely death, fred mourns y/n song prompt 5: ghost of you - 5sos a/n: i got the timeline a bit fucked on this one, so just pretend that fred didn't leave when he did thank you.

i'm starting a taglist you can join here you don't have to be following me but it's always appreciated <3

every heavy step he took, every whisper he heard, none of it compared to the pain buried deep in his chest. none of it compared to the throbbing he felt in his head when he thought of her, the tears he shed over her. "im sorry freddie, i just can't. i love you, but this is all too much right now" the last words she ever spoke to him, the last thing he ever got to hear her say. and after that he got an even bigger kick in the nuts after she died, he was constantly reminded that he'd never get to speak to her again, never get to hold her again, kiss her again, do all the things he loved to do with her.

sirius wasn't the only one to die the night they broke into the ministry, she was gone too. ron blamed himself for the loss of the person his brother loved the most. the golden trio always asked her for helped when they needed it, after all she was even smarter than hermione, and not just book smart, she was life smart. she was a puzzle solver. she was their secret weapon. as they began to run out of the castle after giving those nit wits the puking pastels, they bumped into her. "y/n just the person we need right now, do you wanna come on a potentially life threatening mission with us?" after just breaking up with fred earlier that day, she needed a distraction. potentially life threatening sounded like a good enough distraction so she followed them. "what's y/n doing here? did you not understand when i said this was stupid and dangerous?" harry asked slightly annoyed, it was no secret he always had a bit of a thing for her, whether this was protecting her or him not wanting to see her cause she had a boyfriend, at least in his mind she did. as remus held back harry after sirius died, bellatrix pulled one more stunt. she cast the killing curse, directing it at the already heart broken girl, now causing permanent damage. everyone was in utter shock, y/n l/n was dead.

when they got back fred was the first to notice her absence "do you guys know where y/n is? i figured she went with you. anyway i need to talk to her" everyone took a deep breath, no one wanted to be the one to break it to him, he already looked sad, they didn't want to be the one to hurt him even more "what are you not telling me? guys what's going on?" ginny was the one to break the news, she knew someone had to do it and she couldn't bare to look at his worried figure anymore. even though she knew what was to come next was something much worse. she was right, he completely broke down, not even caring about who was their and who would see him in such a state.

he couldn't even bare to sleep in his own bed anymore, even that reminded him of her. and every time he did it just dug a bigger hole in his heart. he tried to drown out the symphonies of silence but nothing could stop him from chasing the ghost of her and his past. no matter how hard he tried. everyone told him "you were so young to even know what love was. one day, one day you'll find someone else and you'll love them even more than you did her" they thought it was comforting but it was just demeaning. in his life the only thing that truly mad sense to him was her, and his love for her. it was something he never questioned, not even when she told him she wasn't in the right place to date him right now. and as much as your last words to him were bad ones, he still found good in them. "i love you. but it's all just too much right now". most would look at those words and feel pain, but he didn't. "i love you" it brought him comfort. she didn't break up with him because she stopped loving him. she broke up with him because of circumstance. bad luck on his part.

even as the wall fell on him, even as he heard percey's screams of his name, he still found comfort in you. at least i'll be with her. where ever i'm going at least i'll be with her. and for the first time in over a year he was no longer dancing away from the ghost like presence he felt cloud around him every day. for once he was running towards it. finally feeling more alive than he did when he actually was. it was ironic, yes. cliche? yes. but it was something that brought him peace. peace in his final moments. because every day since she dies he chased down the truth that his feet physically couldn't dance the way they did with her.

[lovelywingsart]

Prompt 26- Getting Married Picked by a good friend of mine who KNOWS what she fuckign did, I almost CRIED-

This is actually canon- but only to the Survival AU. But still 💙

It was... one of the happiest moments either of them have ever had, and the first time anyone besides Emelia or Adalwulf had seen the metal man genuinely smile.

//This is also the last one of these prompts for now until more are picked!~ Very happy it was this one~//

If you wanna pick a prompt for these idiots, you can find the list here!~

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Beepbeep, story blabble ahead~

Ok so I HAVE to go over this with details because I can't NOT gush. I WAS actually gonna wait to reveal this story beat until I started posting more for the Survival AU, but then my friend apparently decided to change that. (Everyone say 'Thank you Annabelle')

So first you might notice extra scarring on both, and that's only because Emelias battle with Ethan didn't go unscathed and Karl looks pretty damn good for someone who literally died and then was revived from the skin tearing/burning his mutation caused. More on that later.

So this happens MONTHS after Miranda is killed. Not a year, but close to it. Or maybe over a year, it's in the middle of the Summer months. Adalwulf is either close to or already 11.

The Lords are alive and free, everyone knows about Adalwulf and... actually somewhat gets along (though probably only because of the daughters falling head over heels for their nephew), Emelia is pregnant again because they WANTED another kid, it's peaceful, everything is good. And then Karl decides that now is a good a time as any to spring a ring on her, just because... Well, he can. May as well make it 'official', right? I mean, they're basically already 'married', or at least there's jokes made that they are. So hey, may as well surprise the one he loves with something that helps with the dream she's always had(kids, husband, etc.). She said yes, the others nearly cheer, she has to stop the Daughters from parading her around, it's fun. They WERE just gonna do the whole 'I have a ring, we're all good' thing and she'd just go by 'Emelia Heisenberg' from now on, because that was perfectly fine with her and she was just probably gonna do that anyway even if she didn't have a ring considering they had one kid and another on the way.

Well, Alcina of all people didn't really appreciate that.

No, she demanded there be more. Because screw what Karl tried to argue, a woman deserves a proper celebration for a major life event. The tall witch would NOT be swayed, even if Emelia tried to convince her that it really was ok. The Daughters also were ecstatic about helping plan, and the two Heisenbergs eventually agreed because obviously nothing was gonna change the ladies minds. So Dimitrescu took it upon herself to have a ceremony for these two idiots. Even Donna and Salvatore assisted how they could, with Donna making/adjusting clothing and Sal helping with decoration (turns out he has a very good eye for things like that).

It wasn't big, but it happened. Nor was it 'traditional', it was more like a small celebration thing. Simple 'I love you's were accepted as a form of vows, nearly everyone cried, and poor Adalwulf was decently confused why this was so important despite Alcina explaining it to him. He always thought his parents were a 'thing', but then again he was only a kid, and Dimitrescu just kinda gave up upon realizing that.

There MIGHT be a full story for it in the future when I work more with the AU via writing, but you can bet your asses I'll work more with it in art. uwu

[glottia-arts]

Beginning of the year end work dump, 2021 edition.

Hey, guess what, my writing makes a return! Since I do write from time to time, I might as well include it here despite how nervous I get.

I think that I'll always start off these year end things with writing now since I tend not to do as much of that as drawing. Plus, it's easier to group together.

As a warning: Most stories are not edited, completed or planned to be completed, have weird placeholder titles, and some were either quick ideas I wanted to get down or just got really into.

Flufftober 2021

What's this? Well, for October, I thought about participating in Flufftober 2021, but the second half of this year has been killer on me so that got shot. I at least had some ideas down for this. I also don't have every prompt I wanted to do written out enough where I'd be willing to post it.

This series of writing is planned on being completed anyhow, so I'll post them all at some point, either all at once or spaced out, not sure.

Prompt list and rules can be found here, so if you're curious about it, it's there for you to view.

Day 5 Watching the Sunrise Fandom: Star Wars Pairing: Qymaen jai Sheelal x Seer (OC) Word Count: 1,066 Warnings: None

YEAH, I MADE A FRICKING HUMANOID DRAGON RACE (to no one's surprise) FOR STAR WARS. I ALSO (somewhat) PAIRED ONE OF EM WITH GRIEVOUS, EVEN BEFORE HE BECAME A CYBORG.

This fic is a little... awkward. This is one of those ones where I kinda just went zip-zoom through to get the ideas down, I just have to go back and add the fluff between them so it's not so weird.

Anyway, minor info for my Priest/Seer: Her race is called Desdrada and they're shut off from the galaxy of their own volition, believing it is safer for them to do so. They also want as little to do with the galaxy to protect their companions, the Minema (dragon race I created), and give them the peace the Sith over a millennia ago refused to let them have. So, no one exactly knows what's going on in the outside world, minus the Seer's/Priests that have foresight. Of course, knowledge is limited that way, so that's when this Priest is allowed to be the only one to leave their home to venture out and see what's really going on outside.

Day 7 Meddling Friends Fandom: A Hat in Time Pairing: The Snatcher/The Prince x Aura (OC) Word Count: 1,094 Warnings: Mentions of death

It's been how many years and I still don't know how I'm gonna pair Snatcher and Aura? Yup. Honestly, it would probably have to be a combined effort anyhow considering Aura doesn't know the first thing about romance or when being flirted with and everything just goes over her head. Because of her set engagement at a young age that she took seriously, she practically grew up Ace and needs to break that mindset.

Snatcher has many headaches that like to show up and he can't ever get rid of all of them. It's worse when they start speaking and getting into his affairs.

I have no idea how this fic is gonna turn out and this might be one of the two ideas I'll abandon, but we'll see.

Day 22 Flirting at Work Fandom: MediEvil (Modern-ish AU) Pairing: Orell Lashier/Kesten (OC) x Hildegard (OC) Word Count: 1,756 Warnings: Mentions of severe medical condition

*checks the word count, notes on what to put in later, and looks at my previous writings* Yeah, I think this is gonna be another long one lmao. WHY CAN'T I EVER DO A SHORT THING FOR THESE TWO!? I coulda just been like "Orell slipped and fell into Hilda's arms and had to be cheesy about it like normal then she proceeds to drop him" but nope. ANGST THEN FLIRT WITH 4K+ WORDS (that's my estimate right now let's see how close I get).

As I've stated, there's angst then it will get to the flirt. On one hand, I'm kinda cackling thinking about it, on the other hand, I wanna be like "Liiiin, is this oooook? Es not too bad, right?". I always get self-conscious with writing certain romantic things and I'm honestly afraid that it might be uncomfortable or seem as sexual to others. It's worse when it comes to CERTAIN characters (I am eyeing the shiz out of Ravenhooves and Dan's personality while alive).

Anyways, Orell is a mess and gets himself into bigger messes which then makes everyone worry. He'll be fine, probably. At least he'll have Hilda and Teddy there for him.

Other flufftober prompts I have in the working that I'm not posting right now:

Day 19 Flowers Fandom: Metroid Pairings: Ravenbeak x Female Reader Toha Chozo Yeah, a reader insert, I decided to try it for once.

Day 20 Secret Crush Fandom: Star Wars Pairing: Darth Nihilus x Gender Neutral Reader This was actually the first idea I had for the reader insert and will take some inspiration from my own self-insert thing.

Day 30 Fall asleep on my lap Fandom: A Hat in Time Pairings: None, this is a platonic fic. This is just gonna be Aura with her new dragon form just being a mom towards Julia and all the munchkins.

MediEvil

Thoughts of a Hedge Word Count: 263

I just like making myself sad it seems, but despite how short this is, it's essentially done, just not edited. A small insight into the Hedge Griffin's mind.

Self Insert hours

Yes, I continue to be self-shipping trash. All of these are Star Wars too I just noticed lmao, so there's that warning. I've had nothing but General Grievous brain rot this year and never really did right down Mandalorian shenanigans.

As an overall note: I stopped writing these because once I saw a fanfic on Ao3 that also involved a self-insert Seer, I got self-conscious and closed up shop because of that fear of stealing an idea even if I had no clue it existed. True, I would not have posted these anywhere but Toyhouse if I did decide to share, but still. There are definitely differences between my ideas and that authors, but I still felt the self-consciousness kick in. For anyone curious, their fic is called "What's a fan doing in Star Wars?"

Despite my halt on writing these, still developed ideas, so a lot of these are no longer accurate in some parts more than others.

Battle for Kamino Word Count: 1,818 Warnings: Violence and Spinal Injury

Brief moment of when General Grievous and Ventress invaded Kamino to steal the DNA of Jango.

When I was reacquainting myself with the Clone Wars series, my mind stuck on this episode particularly for a reveal that the person who he recognized as his enemy was once Grievous's friend. My change to this is now after the Mortis Arc, but some of this is still relevant (aka, bone snapping).

Eggscavation Word Count: 6,463 Warnings: Mild Violence

This story shifts perspectives and is meant to do so often between mine and General Grievous's, but definitely has some moments with the Battle Droids (and would have with Atacon as well).

Let's invade a ship to save an unhatched dragon while simultaneously ticking off the cyborg. Nothing can go wrong (I didn't get to the fighting between him and the Jedi though so none of that actually).

Who's this Everon though? Well, that's actually Darth Nihilus, having given up his Sith title. In my mind, with him being dead, his hunger for the force wouldn't need to be satiated and he'd actually be pretty chill. He becomes further chill once he's shown friendship and actually is given a choice on what's done to him since being stuck in his holocron.

Gay Agenda Word Count: 2,058 Warnings: Mention of severe health condition due to trauma

I'M SORRY IF THE TITLE OFFENDS ANYONE BUT LIKE MY BRAIN JUST WENT OFF ON AN "Oh yeah, I guess I got one of those" AFTER I SAW THIS PATCH. I don't know why my brain latches onto certain things, I can't even.

Crossing the streams here because for my self insert thing in the Sequel Trilogy Era, Plo-Koon is not around and it's still too fricking early for Phasma to be brought in, so they're the only off ones.

I really don't know what to say for this writing other than there was gonna be usage of the planner to divide time up between the characters in this fic. The Line up would have been this:

Primeday - Boba Fett

Centaxday - Darth Vader and Captain Phasma

Taungsday - Darth Nihilus and Darth Bane

Zhellday - Plo Koon and Din Djarin

Benduday - Grievous

Time before the departure Word Count: 2,149

Kind of just a small interaction I thought of that could have happened before the start of the place of the Mandalorian. Mostly did it to remind me that Dar-Jee Dal has a son in this timeline and that'd he'd show up at the end of Season 1 of the Mandalorian.

Dar-Jee Dal is technically my and Grievous's son while Ethenol is our Grandson.

To briefly explain why Grievous is alive and not made of metal, that would do with the Kaleesh gods. I thought about how in Legends canon he'd go to them and beg to see Ronderu one last time and deny him but then wondered in a "what if" they were like "Lol, so how about this" and shove him back out of the either to suffer without her again. Ok, that just came to mind, but I thought it'd be interesting if they did give him the second chance anyway for some reason.

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Knife Throwing // Spencer Reid x Reader

Another blurb request! For @virgoprada . This was a random idea I had bc obviously I didn't wanna have a redo of my other request. I thinks it's cute tho.

Summary - Reader cuts their hand badly on a knife and Spencer has to help her.

Prompts - "You're bleeding all over my carpet." "Hold still."

Knife throwing was something I had been doing for years, 12 years to be exact.

Now, it wasn't something I was weirdly *obsessed* with, but it was something I was good at. I could practically do it with my eyes closed by now. But we all know that Spencer had quite different hobbies. More calm, less dangerous, contradictory to his career. Such as reading. Whether it be a dictionary or War and Peace.

Basically the same thing if you ask me.

Or watching Doctor Who, which I also enjoyed doing.

But knife throwing was the passion.

So you could imagine Spencer's reaction when I asked if I could set up a knife throwing range in our back yard.

*"A throwing range? In the backyard?" Spencer asked, his hand held on his hip like a concerned mom.*

*"Yes! Then I don't have to go to the throwing range anymore. I have everything for it, I'll set all of it up myself." My hands were intertwined. Shaking then towards him in a begging motion.*

*"It sounds kinda dangerous y/n." His face was scrunched up now. "I don't wanna come outside silently, like I typically do, and get stabbed." He smiled just a fraction of a smile.*

*"We can put a bell on the door!" I squealed.*

*"You're lucky I love you." He pulled me into a hug.*

*"Is that a yes?"*

*"It's a yes."*

So here I was, standing in our back yard.

Throwing knives.

I had grown quite accustomed to the hobby, it would be a bit weird if I hadn't within 12 years.

So I was currently blindly grabbing my knives and throwing them at a wooden board.

20 points.

10 points.

30 points.

"Bullseye!" I yelled, excitedly reaching for another knife by my side. That's when I felt the sting. "Ouch! Shit." I had grasped my hand all the way around the sharp part of the knife, it sliced a nice gash through my palm and partially on my fingers. I turned sharply towards the house, using my non injured hand to open the door.

My hand shook violently as I entered, it burned.

"Spence! Spence!" I tried to sound calm, but my voice was raising an octave as I spoke.

"Y/n?" He rounded the corner leading to the kitchen, eyes bulging from his head as they trailed down to my hand. "Woah! What the hell happened." He rushed to my side.

"I must have set one of my knives down backwards, I just reached for it and completely grabbed the sharp side. I mean, I've cut myself doing stuff like this, but never this deep." You could barely see the cut anymore, there was a scary amount of blood pooling in my palm. I shook my hand again, as if that would cease the pain.

"Alright alright." Hw grabbed my hand, holding it between both of his. "You're bleeding all over my carpet." He dragged me to the bathroom while I let out a string of apologies. "Sit on the sink." He instructed as he grabbed a basket from the cupboard.

"I'm sorry babe." I winced, another wave of pain washing through my hand.

"Why are you sorry?" He laughed a bit, unwrapping the medical tape.

"Because you were right, it was kind of dangerous to set that thing up in the yard."

"If we are being honest," he looked up at me with those pretty eyes, "wouldn't you have probably done this anyway? You would have just been at the range and farther from me. I'm glad you were here so I could help you." He smiled and tightened the fabric around my palm. I pulled back from him a bit. "Hold still." He held the okay parts of my hand firmly, keeping it in place and sticking the wrap at its end.

"Thank you." A weak smile made it's way onto my face.

"Of course." He kissed my palm. "Does kissing it better still work?" He giggled.

"Kissing you in the first place fixes anything." I giggled back, bringing his lips to mine.

My Doctor.

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Ooh okay! Thanks for answering. I'll leave the scenario up to you for Gavin x MC, but if you're up for writing, how about using the sentence as an inspiration piece or in the piece itself, "Why did you do that?! You could've been killed!"

Prompt:  "Why did you do that?! You could've been killed!" Sorry, this took so long! I had classes and commissions to work on! ~~~

First fanfic for Mr Love :)

Ao3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/26422249

~~~

“This feels nice.” MC sighed happily as she breathes in the fresh air, staring at the camping site in awe. 

Big trees surrounding them, the chirps of the bird filling the air, the soft sound of the stream beside them adding to the relaxing atmosphere.

“Let’s hope you still feel the same without your electronics.” Gavin snickered as he unloads their camping stuff from their car.

MC huffed as she crossed her arms, “I’ll be fine, Gavin! Don’t be so mean.” 

Her boyfriend just shook his head before walking to her and wrapping her with his arms, “I’m just saying you don’t owe me anything for us doing your own thing, I enjoy them as well, you didn’t have to come with me here, I’ve been doing this alone for years now, I don’t mind it.” 

MC rubbed her head against his chest. She’s doesn’t really have much experience outdoors, used to living with what technology has blessed her, but after accidentally overhearing Gavin and Minor talking, she can’t help but think about how Gavin would always be willing to do whatever she wants.

“Isn’t your camping trip coming this weekend?” Minor asked before he takes another swing from his bottle.

“Yup, why?” Gavin raised an eyebrow at him.

They were both at Gavin and MC’s place, Minor had decided to invite himself in and watch a movie. While the behaviour is a common occurrence, MC just smiled and pulled herself away from Gavin’s arms to prepare some food, Gavin can’t help but feel a bit annoyed that his night will be filled with Minor’s commentary over the movie instead of just him and MC having their own little bubble filled with cuddles and just talking. But he did owe Minor for helping him finally ask MC out. MC is his everything so he guesses he owes Minor a lot, listening to his annoying commentary included.

“I mean, are you going to take MC with you?” Minor asked.

“Hm, never really thought of it. Last year I just asked her to stay with her friend while I’m gone.” Gavin asked, “She won’t really be interested in that.”

“Have you asked her though?” Minor raised an eyebrow.

“Er… no.” Gavin scratched the back of his neck in embarrassment, “To be fair, I know MC well, and I don’t think she’ll enjoy or be comfortable being out there.” 

At that point, MC had been curiously listening behind a wall, bowl of chips and sauce in hand. 

“Of course I do, I think it’ll be nice to spend time with her out there with just the two of us, but I would much prefer she be comfortable.” Gavin sighed.

“I don’t know, Gav, I mean think of the outdoor sex.” 

The couple blushed beet red at the statement, MC almost dropping their food and Gavin hitting Minor with their sofa pillows, “I’m not a  perv like you, Minor.” the brunette huffed.

“Yea and I didn’t have a glimpse MC’s neck full of hickeys and limping to her office last week.” Minor rolled his eyes.

“Can we change the subject?” Gavin grumbled.

“More like go back to the subject.” Minor laughed softly, “I really think you should ask her, I’m pretty sure she’d appreciate the atmosphere, we just finished a really big project so you don’t have to worry about her work, she needs to unwind and it’s only for the weekends anyway.”

Gavin hummed in thought, “I’d consider it.”

They didn’t say anything else after that so MC had revealed herself. Minor must have gotten impatient or didn’t trust Gavin in asking herself to his trip so he asked MC, much to Gavin’s annoyance. Without thinking, MC had agreed to it and she swore Gavin’s surprised face and the happiness in his eyes melted her heart.

“Is that how you feel?” MC frowned up at him, “That I went with you because I owed you something?”

The statement surprised Gavin, the look of hurt in his lover’s face stabbed a pain in his heart, “It’s not that… I’m just worried you’re not comfortable.” he explained.

MC pouted, “I’ll be fine! I wanna spend time with you.” she said with a smile, “Plus it’s not often we go to trips, as long as we’re not in a crowded place, I’ll enjoy every second with you.” 

Gavin, not being that great with words, just gave her a soft smile and a kiss on her forehead, “Well, let’s set up everything then, let’s do everything together.”

~~~

MC giggled as she submerged her feet in the water, enjoying the coolness of it, “So, we’re doing fishing?” she asked while watching Gavin cast his line, admiring how his arm muscles flex, “Didn’t we pack enough camping food already?” 

“Yes, but it still feels different from eating your own catch,” Gavin explained as he tries to cast his line farther, setting the rod between the rocks to keep it up when he found a promising position, “Now we wait.” he smiled at her before sitting next to her and pulling her inside his arm.

“What else do you do here?” MC asked as she leaned on him.

“Well, after lunch I take a stroll in the forest and just enjoy the walk. There’s already a designated path for campers to take so it should be safe for us to go there later.” Gavin explained, “How are you feeling so far? I hope it’s not boring for you.”

MC chuckled, “No, this is nice. The scenery is peaceful, no work popping out to stress me, the temperature is cool, plus we’re here together.” she hummed, “It’s really relaxing.”

Gavin chuckled, “There’s also some pretty flowers in the forest, I think you’ll really enjoy those too. Plus the stars will be beautiful tonight according to the weather.”

MC perked up at that, “Then I’m looking forward to it!” she exclaimed in excitement.

The line of the fishing rod began to move, getting the attention of the couple. Gavin had quickly moved to catch the fish.

While MC isn’t really the one controlling the fishing rod, she still can’t help but feel excited as she cheers on Gavin.

“I think I got it,” Gavin said.

They excitedly wait for their catch to reveal themselves.

“...” 

It looks like the fish escaped.

“Uhm…” Gavin blushed in embarrassment.

“That was exciting! No fish but it was fun watching!” MC said in amazement, “Let’s cast it again!” she smiled at Gavin.

The encouragement made Gavin grin as he cast his line again, hoping now Mother Nature wouldn’t embarrass him in front of his girlfriend this time.

~~~

Excited as she was, she didn’t think she would dare watch Gavin prepare the fishes for cooking. They had caught 2 large ones and Gavin think they have more enough since they had also packed some other stuff to cook. 

MC had just placed their campfire stew on the fire, humming to herself as she waits for Gavin.

It didn’t take too long when 2 fishes on a stick joined the fire.

“I can’t wait to finally try a real campfire smores later!” MC said excitedly as she watches the fire, “I bet it will be a hundred times more delicious!”

Gavin sat next to her as she pats her head, “You and your sweets.” he chuckled.

MC laughed, “I’ll have you know that it’s pretty much the reason I’m here.” she teased.

Gavin gasped playfully, “And here I was thinking I’m the main reason.” 

“Smores is number 1, you’re a close 2 though.” 

Gavin just chuckled before pulling her in a tickle fight.

~~~

“Wow, this is so pretty,” MC said in awe as she looks at the beautiful patch of different coloured flowers in front of her.

Gavin can’t help but feel happy as well even if he was only watching her. He appreciates the flowers before, but the contentment and happiness feeling he has this time when he’s with her is way more satisfying.

It was really peaceful until they heard a whining noise.

“MC, get here.” Gavin immediately said.

MC quickly went behind Gavin, holding his arm as they look for the source of noise, “Gavin, look.” she said quietly when she spotted something brown and furry.

After checking their surroundings, Gavin and MC had cautiously walked to the animal.

“Oh, poor thing,” MC said in sympathy when they saw an injured baby bear, an ugly wound on his leg, “What should we do?” she looked up at Gavin.

“His mother doesn’t seem to be closeby, she should’ve rushed to him by now.” he observed, “That wound isn’t lethal but it would help if I clean it up a bit. I have a medkit back at camp, so we should head there now, but unfortunately, I need you to stay there just in case his mother would arrive, it’ll be a bit dangerous.” he looked at MC.

MC frowned, “We can’t just leave him alone in here! He’s still a baby and helpless! What if something hurts him?”

“MC, I’m not leaving you here, if his mother did come and find him, you’d be in danger.” Gavin said sternly, “Let’s go.” 

MC stayed on her ground, “Gavin, no.” 

Gavin sighed, “MC, please, I can’t take it if something happens to you.”

“I know, Gav, but I’ll feel so bad when something happens to it. I promise I’ll be fine, I can hide somewhere I’ll spot the mother, even from a distance, I swear I’ll hide or even go back to camp.” MC explained, “Please?” she begged with the eyes she knows Gavin can’t resist.

Gavin sighed in defeat, “Promise me, even if it’s just a glimpse or even a random sound that’s out of the birds or water stream, you’ll come back to me. Got it?” he looked at her straight in her eyes.

MC nodded, “Promise.”

Gavin took something from his pocket, “Here’s a pepper spray just in case, and my pocket knife, I’ll be quick.” 

They shared one look before Gavin rushed to their camp. 

“Don’t worry, little guy, Gavin will make sure you’d be fine.” MC cooed at the bear whose cries are now quieter, MC liked to think it’s because the cub felt safe with them.

~~~

‘Gavin is taking a bit longer.’

MC thought in worry before turning to the cub. The cub was just staring at her as well, can’t really move with how he must be hurting with his leg. 

A growling noise grabbed their attention, and like she promised Gavin, she quickly hid on a nearby tree. Her eyes widened when she saw a lone wolf sniffing nearby, at this point, she should really go back to Gavin, but the cub had begun crying again, making MC’s heart too heavy to leave the cub. 

“Gavin is going to kill me,” she mumbled under her breath as she stayed close to the cub.

The wolf had spotted them now, he’s eyeing the cub hungrily. MC swallowed the lump on her throat, she grabbed the knife and prepared just in case the wolf would attack them. It’s growling at them now, hunger glazing its eyes. 

“Stay back! I don’t want to hurt you!” she glared at the wolf. 

MC’s heart races as they stared at each other until the wolf decided it’s hungry enough.

It runs to them with a growl. It leapt and about to land on MC, thankfully for MC’s instinct. She had raised her hand and used the pepper spray as she dodged. The wolf whined as it hits its eyes, however, it still tried to get a bite out of MC. In the middle of panic, MC had slashed her knife blindly.

“MC!” she heard Gavin’s voice.

The knife had hit the wolf on the leg, it wasn’t deep but just enough to draw out a wound. Hearing another voice, however, discouraged the wolf to attack and instead limped away as fast as he could.

"Why did you do that?! You could've been killed!" Gavin can’t help but raise his voice in worry. 

He had immediately gone to check on MC, “You promised to come to me!” 

Gavin had proceeded to lecture her and MC had just bowed her head. She had never seen Gavin so pissed and now that she did, she can’t help but feel horrible. 

“Don’t ever do that again.” Gavin’s voice cracked, like MC’s heart.

“I’m sor-” she was cut off with Gavin pulling her in a tight embrace.

“You did great in defending yourself, that’s my girl.” Gavin breathed, “But I should still teach you some self-defence. I was so worried.” 

“I’m sorry.” MC rubbed her head in Gavin’s choice, “I was-”

“It’s fine. It’s over now, I’m just glad you’re safe.” Gavin said before pulling away, “Now let’s just fix the cub up. It took me a while because I had to call the wildlife control.”

MC nodded, “Well, let’s fix him up.”

Gavin nodded before tending to the cub.

The wildlife control didn’t take too long to arrive and took care of the rest. 

MC and Gavin bid their goodbyes and started their walk back to their camping site.

“Today’s really something,” MC said as she sat on the log.

“Would you still want to go back after that?” Gavin asked curiously as he sat next to her.

“Of course! As long as there are no more injured animals.” MC chuckled, “And of course, as long as we’re together.” she said before giving Gavin a kiss on his cheek.

Gavin smiled at the gesture, “Well, next time I’d probably bring the medkit with me already so you don’t have to stay there alone.” 

MC hummed in approval, “It’s getting dark.” she looked at the sky.

“Well, we still have some leftover stew, and since you’ve been very brave…” Gavin trailed off and just let the treats in his hands finish the sentence.

“We’re finally making smores!” MC said in excitement as she accepts the ingredients Gavin’s handing out to her.

Gavin can’t help but feel content and relax again, and after watching MC squeal for the third time of closely setting her marshmallow on fire, Gavin had gently pulled her on his lap, hand wrapping over MC’s as he angled them to a perfect position for marshmallow roasting.

MC can’t help but melt at the position, she smiled softly and made herself comfortable as she leaned in Gavin’s embrace.

She could get used to this.

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#5

ask for hyde: mr. hyde what kind of music do you like? or do you like music after all?

"Bug off, I'm not tellin you shit."

Hyde crossed his arms and gave a haughty huff before his resolve wavered.

"Fine. I'll tell you since you wanna be so stubborn. I don't have any favorites! Except the screams of small children."

That was not a socially acceptable thing to say but when was he socially acceptable?

"Not satisfying enough? Gah, fine. Whatever performer costs much that day. I'm a big spender and expect bang for my buck. Happy? I'm off to kick some puppies."

Really he could've just said he hated music, but he's far too stubborn to say something that makes sense.

22 notes - Posted June 23, 2022

#4

Lanyon! I love your iconic floofy beard, makes me wonder if people have ever mistaken you for Father Christmas! I was wondering, if I could touch your beard please? ^^

Anyways, have a good day Santa!

Hehehe

"Hahaha, why thank you! I think Father Christmas is a new one! That makes me feel a bit better about my old age. At least something good comes from it."

Lanyon gave a laugh at the comparison. Instinctively he stroked his beard in amusement.

"My beard is not as luscious as his, but it still requires maintenance. Well since you're so jolly yourself, you may touch it once."

The tall man leaned forward as an invitation. His gentle smile and rosy cheeks reminiscent of Santa.

24 notes - Posted August 23, 2022

#3

MazM Week day 1 prompt for love! Ngl this is a little ugly but it's something hm. I promise tomorrow's will be better! I also... wrote a little something a little over 500 words... So I will keep it under the cut :)

Badump badump badump.

The beating of Raoul's heart echoed in his ears. Every beat was the same as it was in childhood. No matter how many times he saw Christine, it always felt as if it was the first. The beating and the clacking of the train made the quiet room noisier to him.

Christine was nuzzled into his chest, a look of anxiety on her face. Raoul only wished to be her comfort, but after all he had done he didn't think he had the right to.

He invaded her personal space and pushed her, all out of his own paranoia. 

He could still be better couldn't he? He could try. 

"Dear Christine, if it isn't too invasive to inquire…" She looked up at him, her blue eyes reflecting his. It looked as if she was more at peace just by his gaze.

"Yes Raoul? You can ask me anything." 

"Well I-" She was just far too beautiful for him to form words. Her smile was enough to tie his tongue. Raoul's bashfulness didn't go past her however.

"What's wrong? Your face is red-" 

"It's fine! Just a little hot is all- but I didn't mean to ask you that… I wanted to ask if you were alright." 

“Hm hm~” Christine gave a little giggle at his stuttering, much to Raoul’s embarrassment. 

"Thank you for asking." 

As much as she wanted to forget Erik, she couldn't. At one point she feared Raoul would become just like him, self absorbed and possessive. But how could she forget? 

The unmistakable difference was Raoul held consideration for her. He only acted in a way to benefit her, even if it would've killed him.

He asked what she wanted as a person, not what she wanted tangibly. Erik's concern did not address her personhood, rather if she ate or slept. It wasn't a love she could live on. 

She did care for Erik as a person, and in the end he refused her help. That was fine by her, she was not his angel nor a devil. 

"Is it really okay for me to leave everyone… Sorelli, Jammes, Meg, Mama…"

She already missed them, the tears welling in her eyes brought him heartache. 

"There there Christine… It'll be alright, I promise you." Raoul pulled her in, placing his warm hand on top of hers. The one placed across her shoulder gave a sense of security.

"You asked to run away as far as possible. And I trust your resolve. You should trust it too."

"'Wherever we may go, I will keep you safe and make you happy.'"

"That was what I promised back then, correct? I do not know if I could bring you the same happiness as your loved ones. But, if you need anything, I will do anything to make you the happiest woman alive." 

"Thank you… thank you…" She used a free hand to wipe her tears away before turning back towards him. 

“I love you Raoul… you already make me so happy.”

“As do I Christine… you make me the happiest man alive.”

25 notes - Posted October 23, 2022

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Ask for Mr. Hyde: May I ask your opinion about Jack the ripper?

"Creepy fellow, he's killing all the hookers!"

Realizing that is not a normal thing to say, he blushed im embarrassment.

"Yeah yeah, kill people or whatever, but don't ruin people's day!"

Not as if he was any better.

"Okay fine what happened that time was an accident! I got a little drunk with power and-"

There was something in his heart telling him what he was doing was wrong. But it's not as if he can stop now.

"Look, the Bishop goons would beat people with hammers! Beating someone to death with a cane isn't so bad! If that Jack the Ripper thinks he's so much better than a common prostitute, do I have news for him. Take pride in what you do or don't do it at all!"

27 notes - Posted August 3, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Hey Hyde, have you ever considered going to therapy...? Or anger management..?

No offence... But you do act rather harshly sometimes.

"Bah thats shite! Therapy... All I need is to kick children!"

Hyde pouted before putting his hands on his hips like a child.

"It's none of your buisness how I act! How about how you act?! Huh?! Huh?!"

He pointed as if that was enough to divert the blame.

"This is my night off! I can manage my anger just fine!"

33 notes - Posted September 1, 2022

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[thedaveandkimmershow]

Our Tuesday wound up being one…

Loooooooooong…

Day.

Don't know what to tell you, it felt like using the Disney buses to get around was a pretty efficient strategy.

So.

After our Blizzard Beach experience was over yesterday afternoon, the girls took to Disney Hollywood Studios whilst we returned happily to the Animal Kingdom where we spent our morning.

We started with the It's Tough To Be A Bug experience because we're still kinda sore they took it away from California Disney.

It's still the blast we remember in interactive 3D complete with water and fog, crawling insects and dangling black widow spiders all making appearances inside the auditorium, not simply on screen.

Once the bug show was over, we headed over to Pandora for the Na'vi River Journey and then Avatar Flight of Passage.

Now the Na'vi River Journey's basically Pirates of the Caribbean without the shooting or the pirates. Just a peaceful floating on an alien river, immersed in an alien jungle environment complete with plant life, living organisms, and animals.

The Avatar Flight of Passage, though?

That was a crazy, breathtaking, original, headrush of an experience. They put you on that planet, plunging from high cliff tops to low valleys and oceans through jungle foliage, above villages, and away from flying predators… all on the back of a banshee.

It.

Was.

Amazing.

Incredible.

Unimaginable.

As in unimaginable that the experience we were having was actually possible. The imagery completely filled our visual fields and then some. The detail was incredible. And we travelled such distance both horizontally and vertically.

All.

While going.

Nowhere.

Not even off the ground.

Crazy. And wow.

Wow.

Wow.

And wow.

We finished that ride around 545, shortly before it was time for the park to close. And so, we followed through on an earlier plan we conjured and grabbed a bus for Epcot.

Cute thing about that bus ride: there was a tiny kid on that bus who was so fascinated by buses that he pointed them out, each one, every time, to his dad.

Or as he said, Daa-dee.

He'd exclaim in genuine excitement each time,

"Daa-dee, bus!"

"Daa-dee, bus!"

"Daa-dee, bus!"

Until he spotted Epcot at which point he exclaimed

"Daa-dee, ball!"

It was seriously cute.

Having been dropped off at Epcot, we made a beeline for the pork sliders 'n drinks, after which we ran into Linzy nearby who took us over to Mexico where Rachel was grieving a hugely disappointing margarita.

Now it's time to end our day and maybe score some easy rides over at the Magic Kingdom as every family lines up for the evening's parade as well as a well-earned trip back to the hotel.

On the monorail connecting Epcot and the Magic Kingdom, we're in a car with a family of five who're having a really.

Loooooooo9ng.

Day.

When we pulled into the station in front of the Magic Kingdom, we gotta announcement that the Magic Kingdom monorail was out of commision so we'd all be taken by ferry.

A lovely. Beautiful. Painterly experience.

See what I mean?

Once inside the park, we hustled straight for the Big Thunder Mountain Railroad that continued to be the blast we always remember. The second section of the track, especially, it was funny to watch Linzy throw her hands and arms in the air and be flipped to the side like a rag doll as the train went into a high-G bank. After that, we crossed the street to Splash Mountain where, after a bit of delay, we joined a young, newly wed couple for a huge drop from which they absolutely took a ton of displaced water head-on.

Call it the "splash" of "Splash Mountain".

It was a blast even with the delays before and after.

😁😁😁

Once again, by the time we exited that ride... the park was closed except for everyone who was there for the Boo Bash, a celebration of Halloween on a full-on summer's eve when, presumably, Covid would be less a threat.

Once we were out the front gates, it was clear how much of a mess everything was with everyone previously in the park now lined up for the monorails and ferries.

After a quick assessing and reassessing, Kimmer 'n Linzy decided our best course was to catch a nearby shuttle to the Polynesian Resort and, from there, call for a Lyft.

It was an effective way to beat most of the throng to the other side of the lake as well as avoid competition with all those who'd be calling in their own ride shares that would make for an inevitably longer wait.

The plan worked perfectly, by the way. And our feet were super thankful.

It would be around 10:40PM by the time we arrived at our home base pretty exhausted.

Still, the next morning, this morning, we did the 530AM thing again. And again, not as bad as it sounds. It's a slow moving ritual that eventually, eventually brings us full consciousness and into a state of readiness for the day.

So eight this morning? We're on the road with our Lyft driver, Gregorio, a Venezuelan gentleman with a deep knowledge of classical music leaning hard toward the Russians: Shostakovitch, Prokofiev, Stravinsky, and their contemporaries.

Our destination this morning is Disney's Hollywood Studios where we've got all things Star Wars on the agenda.

That proved an unfortunate aspiration as we'd made no moves to join the virtual queue for Rise of the Resistance and we had no actual design on Smugglers Run… so we took full advantage of the five minute, basically walk on, "wait" time over at Toy Story Midway Mania and had a literal blast.

This was a first for Rachel so she scored newbie scores. Between Kimmer 'n I, Kimmer was the most accurate between us, maintaining a significant lead most of the game. It's only in the bomus speed round at the end where I caught up to her and bested her by one smashed plate.

120,600 to 120,100.

Of course Linzy clocked in at 154,000.

Beat us all.

Now one thing I wanna mention is that on our way to Star Wars Land there was a group of young adults wearing bright neon t-shirts and walking alongside us. Some of them were walking pretty brusquely which prompted the following:

"Guys, there's no crowd. We can slow down."

Of course they don't slow down... they speed up.

At which point she says

"Well, thanks for taking my feelings into account."

☹️☹️☹️

Another thing I wanna point out is when we were just getting in line at Midway Mania, a kid runs up and starts walking along… which prompts his mother to say

"Sweetie. You're with the wrong family."

And then last thing I wanna mention is this young girl who was in line behind is for Aerosmith's Rockin' Rollercoaster. She was with her parents but obviously anxious about the ride. I don't blame her either. When that thing takes off from an absolute standstill… it looks like someone just hit the fast forward button.

Crazy stuff. And plenty to be anxious about.

Anyway, Rachel talked to her a little to encourage her 'cause she'd felt that same anxiety the day before.

So then we do the ride… and then the little girl and her parents do the ride. And I'll never forget when her aunt who was standing next to us just then asked her how it went… and all the little girl could do was to twice shake her head quickly from side to side. Whereupon her parents immediately got to work figuring out how many hugs to give and things to buy in order to pull her from her state of stunned silence.

Afterward we hit a light breakfast nearby then headed off for Star Tours. Rachel indulged some time Star Wars gift shopping afterward… then she 'n Rachel headed off for more rides while we mosied over to the Brown Derby patio for a pair of cool grapefruit drinks under an umbrella 'cause the SciFi Diner was booked as was the main seating area of the Brown Derby.

By the way, while we're sitting there enjoying ourselves, I happened to catch a family of four whose t-shirt uniform was Iron Maiden.

Dang.

That's all for now. We're heading back to home base for some peace and rest.

We'll see how long that lasts and then I'll fill you in on the rest of the night...

[anony-phangirl]

^ Okay yes, but mordernized-ish version tho...

And I wanna write it... Nicky (my creativity) WHYY??! 😭

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Also like, this could help prove that it's never just "black" and "white" and that it's never just "good" and "bad"! There's always a different perspective to everything.

Roman is the stereotypical hero and Virgil is stereotypical villain in this. And like, I'll have the mayor of Roman's town be an OC-ish chracter (the Dragon Witch), and Deceit can be the mayor of Virgil's town. Via previous bad encounters with Dee on Roman's part made him think that Dee can't be trusted. And yes, I want sympathetic Deceit in this because he isn't getting much love. Dee is still a liar, but for good reason, I'll look up on some disorders to see if there's anything on that. People actually genuinely like him. Patton is his brother, vice-mayor of the town, he's in charge when Dee isn't around, and has been pining for Dee's secretary (Logan) for ages now. And Dee is normally frustrated with these two dancing around each other.

Anyway! Back to Ro and Vi! Roman is sent out by the mayor to defeat Virgil once and for all (i.e. Kill him) and so he does. Or attempts to, when he reaches the other town, everyone seems to be living in peace and content with the normal chatter here and there and later on he meets Patton and Logan, who happily tell him about their friend Virgil, and how he's amazing and is really risking his life for them and Patt's brother - Dee and how he apparently has a thing that prevents him from being all too truthful, and Roman then realizes that he's been controlled and he'd been in the wrong the entire time so they all team up and try and free the other town of their controlling mayor.

OR

Sticking with the actual prompt here:

Virgil is the prince of the dark kingdom next door, the kingdom where they apparently were up against at like war or something, then Roman is this knight who just wants to protect everyone. The king of the kingdom he resides in told him that the prince of the dark kingdom is a bad person and that he should be defeated. Roman, of course, believes in this and decides to go over in hopes of killing the dark prince, or the villain of the story, to free the kingdom of the prince's clutches. Only to find that the gorgeous prince was apparently one of the nicest rulers, taking in after his late father, king Thomas. He refused to be crowned king until he was of age, in fear of the power gaining over his head, no matter how much his royal advisor, Logan, and his royal mage, Patton, say.

After a month of wandering the dark kingdom in hopes to find a reason to kill the prince, Roman then ends up confessing his original intentions, earning Virgil's fear in return. With some time (around a few more months), Virgil warmed up to Roman again and they began to plan how to defeat the other kingdom's manipulative king.

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Just a few ideas for if I ever do write this.. :P

(Also, I've maxed out the whole of the tags soo... XD)

You’re a stereotypical hero going to fight a stereotypical villain. However, when you get to their dark, foreboding castle, you discover that it has been the villain who has been in the right the whole time, and the kingdom you hail from has been manipulating you your entire life.

[just-a-large-star]

Sapnap just crossed his arms, faking being upset. "Alright, Guess I'll open..the only gift I have?" George was confused and slightly saddened, but opened the gift anyways. "Its...another pair of goggles? Guys I don't need-" "Just put them onnn" Sapnap just looked at George with a smirk. Dream had that same smirk, but it was hidden by his mask. "Fine, Fine." George sighed, taking off his goggles and putting on the new ones. "Alright, but I don't see the po.." George stopped and blink. Once. Twice. Three times. "H..how did you?- I thought these were..I just...Thank you!!" George quickly wrapped his hands around dream, who just laughed a bit. "Well I helped too Y'Know." Sapnap mumbled, turning away. George just laughed a bit and pulled Sapnap into the hug, and tapped them both three time, which prompted smiles from both Sapnap and Dream,"Thank you, Thank you." George just mumbled a lot of thank you's, while the other two laughed a bit. "Alright~, My turn!!-" Dream shot up from George's side and over to his presents, there were two, He opened the one from George first, which prompted a small groan from Sapnap, and a giggle from George. "You actually- George I- You got me the sweater?!" He'd look over at George, a bright smile hidden behind his mask. "I did you one better, I had it made specifically for you. You kept complaining over here was cold so.." George chuckled, Sapnap just smiled as Dream slipped on the sweater, basically clinging to it. "Open the other oneeee" Sapnap basically pleaded, now hugging dream from behind. "Fine, Fine." Dream chuckled a bit, before opening Sapnap's present to him, and raising an eyebrow at it. "Your mask is cracked, like, a lot, So I got you a new one!-" Dream smiled a bit under his old mask. "This is just an excuse to see my face again isn't it." "..Maybe, just put the mask on!-" Sapnap received a few giggles from his boyfriends, before he took the old mask off dreams face. which caused George to be a bit flustered, Dream to be embarrassed, and Sapnap to just smile. "You still look handsome, you sureee you wanna put the new one on" Sapnap teased dream slightly, now poking his freckles. "Oh shut up, yes I'm sure." Dream laughed, brushing Sapnap's hand off his face as he quickly put on the mask again. "..Thanks Sap." Dream mumbled a bit, though quickly changed the subject. "Ok now open your gifts!-" Dream laughed a bit as Sapnap rushed over to his own gifts, immediately opening the one from dream. "Y...where did you even find this?!-" Sapnap held up the small, barely usable flint & steel, it seemed old..and it was. "I found it when moving some boxes, You remember the day we made it?" Dream grinned from behind his new mask as Sapnap hugged the small flint & steel. "I wonder if it sti-" "Not in the house Sap." Sapnap just groaned a bit before quickly putting the gift in his pocket, and opening the one from George. It was three of Sapnap's favourite flowers, with a small note. 'You may be a prick, but I still adore you.' This prompted a small snicker from Sapnap. "Still can't say you love me huh?" George just huffed, looking to the side. Though got slightly flustered when Sapnap kissed him. "I adore you too."  Sapnap teased, Dream, now standing up, held out a hand for the two. "Now that gifts are done, cuddle time." Sapnap smiled a bit as he grabbed Dream's hand and stood up, George did the same. Dream them pulled them onto the couch, three cups of Hot Chocolate waited for them. The rest of the night was peaceful, with the three cuddling and watching Christmas movies. As well as the ever so anticipated, "I love you." from George..guess Christmas miracles do exist.

George groaned as he was basically dragged out of his room by one of his lovers, dream to be exact, while Sapnap sat by the tree waiting. "Alright, who's first?" Sapnap asked when the others sat next to him, Dream now leaning against George. "George should! I mean, unless you want to Sap." Dream looked over at Sapnap from George's shoulder, Sapnap seeming slightly Jealous. "No, No, it's fine. George can go."