#anyway ty for playing!

[nyoomerr]

🔪🍬🧩 for the ask meme

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

i'm guilty of not doing much research at all for my fic tbh, so idk if i've looked into anything "weird." i fell into a pretty deep rabbit hole for writing systems when i was trying to find something that would hold up underwater for my mer au (eventually settling on the knot-based writing system of quipu), but otherwise the thing i research the most is just stuff like "recipe for traditional chinese dish" or whatever lmao

🍬 - post an unpopular opinion about a popular fandom character

hmmm idk if i have any unpopular opinions about the most popular sv characters... if this is opened up to ships, though: i very strongly disagree that cumplane is "irl bingyuan" or whatever it is people say to draw parallels between sqh and binghe and justify that ship. ik that lbh was, to some degree, sqh's self insert, but he wasn't so closely written as a self insert that it would be a "version" of binghe that sy would be attracted to.

sy is attracted to lbh's cheekiness and strength, while sqh (regardless of his actual strength) portrays himself as a coward who hardly has the courage to snark and play with sy the way sy likes. similarly, i think that sy is weak to lbh's tears because of something akin to gap moe - meanwhile crying and sniveling is a frequent and unsurprising face for sqh to put on. i could go on about this but i just think there is a fundamental difference in how lbh and sqh present themselves, and one of those is something sy is attracted to and the other is not.

🧩 - what will make you click away from a fanfiction immediately?

if there are no paragraphs and it's just one massive wall of text... i just can't parse it. i also have a pretty low tolerance for people referring to lbh and sqq as "luo" and "shen" (or "yuan" by itself) 😅

Writers Truth & Dare Ask Game

[badlydrawnronpa]

ok but who does chiaki mains them. and if you feel invested in it who would the others main too...

see I'm a firm believer she would be good at any character in any game, and while I'd love to say she'd main the sweat characters, I think she'd main any off meta character in the game she's playing. And she'd win.

Hajime is bad at games so Chiaki just teaches him the most basic characters and they take it from there

Nagito plays whoever has some rng skill, and if there's none, he plays a hard to master character and either plays really well or messes up spectacularly

[apathyfairy]

last year i found a wii at goodwill for 25 dollars and it came with everything except a wiimote but it was in such good condition i was like hell yeah ill take it how hard can it be to find a wiimote. the answer is it's nearly impossible to find them at thrift stores now so i've spent like 8 months looking for ones in thrift stores but there wasn't a single one and then online but i just couldn't bring myself to spend 30 dollars on one single wiimote so i waited so. patiently. and then 2 weeks ago i finally found one at goodwill for 9 dollars but it was absolutely disgusting and the battery cover was missing and the compartment was all corroded so i put it back and regretted it the whole week but then this last weekend i went to savers and there was an absolutely perfect wiimote just sitting there with no corrosion and a jacket and the wrist strap and motion plus and the nunchuck was there too and i got it all for 10 dollars so the moral of the story is that sometimes things seem right for you in the moment but you have to recognize that they aren't and leave them behind so the things that are meant for you will in fact find you when the time is right. peace and love <3

[lavampira]

the arcadion's undisputed light-heavyweight champion, now coming for the cruiserweight title…

[doraingrid]

sooo I''ve been playing Hades lately... 👉👈

[wow-thisismylifeiguess]

So so

I don’t think Bruce has DID, nor will I ever attempt to write him having DID, BUT LET ME TALK ABOUT SOMETHING REAL QUICK

Bruce has a number of alternate personas. The most popular (to my knowledge) being Batman, Bruce (the truest form of himself), Brucie, and Matches. I know there are others, or at least I think there are, but let’s just ignore that for now.

When Bruce is playing into a separate persona, it very much is not an act. He embodies that version of himself /completely/. He is not faking his actions, his words, his mannerisms. It’s just naturally how /that/ version of himself acts. Brucie is a klutz and trips over his own feet? It’s not Bruce pretending to trip. He genuinely wasn’t looking where he was going and went crashing into the nearest guest, causing champagne that spill onto their suit. Matches has the thickest Gotham accent and is sometimes unintelligible? Bruce can’t tamp it down, it’s just /how he talks/.

ALL THIS TO SAY, Bruce is bad at communicating. It’s difficult for him to talk to his family and express his feelings. But his other personas? Some of them are real good at it. Some are a lot more open than baseline Bruce. He is /in/ that headspace so fucking hard, things that are difficult as Bruce are easy now.

But imagine his kids don’t get it. They assume that Bruce’s personas are purely faked. That Bruce is an A+ actor, and maybe he is, but they don’t understand that when Bruce is using a persona, he is also /genuinely/ being that version of himself. So if Brucie cries about how much he loves his children, how he misses them and appreciates them? They assume it’s just for show. But no. Bruce really does miss his kids, and it’s only when he’s not /Bruce/ that he’s able to show it.

[sheepwithspecs]

i don't normally make posts about things myself but i keep thinking about how the whole point of EW was that the strength you needed didn't come from a god, or a supreme being, or a primal or anything: it all comes from you

your love for this world and your friends and everything that you allow purpose and meaning- that is what gives you the strength to climb to your feet, even when you feel utterly alone at the end of the universe

In Shb we had Ardbert who gave us the strength to take that next step, but in EW we are alone (save for Zenos i guess but this ain't about him). That's why even though I agree that "it was the ancients" is becoming an extremely stale take, I still forgive MotR and the Twelve because it's hammering in EW's theme of being enough to handle what life throws at you without needing to rely on something much larger than yourself

EW's plot- and even the Omicron quests -point to the fact that dynamis alone does nothing. It has to be moved to action by feelings/emotions for it to work. As N-7000 says, "all [dynamis] requires is for us to ask "what if?""

Zodiark did not save the Ancients. Hydaelyn cannot save Her Children. The Twelve do not answer your cries. Primals are bound to the prayers of those that summon them.

The Warrior of Light is an imperfect being. More talented than most, but imperfect yet. EW does not make you a god. It shows that change can be wrought by anyone, at any time. You need not do it alone: there are others willing to come to your aid. But when you are alone, at the end of your rope, facing insurmountable odds: the strength you need can only come from within.

[nyoomerr]

15 for the writer questions game

for the fic writer ask meme -

15. if an artist drew a scene from one of your fics, which scene would you want to see illustrated? oughghoguh i go absolutely insane every time i get fic fanart no matter what fic or scene it's from, honestly... so the first answer that comes to mind is just "whichever scene an artist would be willing to / would enjoy drawing," LMAO.

BUT there are scenes that i pictured very visually when i wrote them, so if i were to answer this question seriously, i'd probably point to those? for my three most recent fics, for example --

for my hands around yours, violent and yearning, the scene where bingjie confronts sqq, caging her in against a wall and digging her thumb into the bags beneath sqq's eye... or maybe the scene where bingjie first gets xin mo and her hand burns to a crisp as she watches it happen in horror ...

for stuffed with fluff (and blood and bones and rage), the scene where sy reads about bingge flirting with the male servant and Kinda Freaks Out About It... or the scene where bingge is being attended to by a large handful of wives and turns on them in wretched anger, demanding each of them answer trivia about him and killing them when they can't...

for raised by winter winds, the scene where sqq is holding sy up by his lapels as they both lash out at each other on the edge of the abyss, binghe creeping around in the background trying to get between the two of them... or basically any of the scenes that come after that, honestly dfkjhgfd

honestly i really do feel like any scene from any fic would be amazing to see illustrated 🙈 and every scene that an incredible artist HAS illustrated for me HAS been absolutely fucking FANTASTIC, i've loved their choices every time !!!!!!!!!!

[cornerdreams-txt]

hey persona 5 fandom we're aware that bouldering takes an insane amount of upper body strength. right. like you need a LOT of upper body strength for that. especially in your shoulders, back, and chest/abs. gotta be able to hold your body weight and pull yourself upright, without falling off those rock walls and all right.

...anyway with that in mind you guys remember how akechi says he's picked up bouldering in the p5t dlc? and how he has a mementos line about it? yeah? yeah. yeah

[elkkiel]

how about IV rolling from side to side (he wants his tummy scratched) <3

he's got the world's softest most fluffiest tummy and he'll make sure everyone gets to pet it!!

art reqs info post 🩷

bonus stills that I liked + little kitty face closeup under the cut :3

[mispelled]

Huh

[harbingersglory]

Thoughts on transfem Ningguang with a fem!reader whose her bodyguard? Fem!reader whose like a loyal, protective dog out in the world when they're out and about together, but an utter submissive puppy behind closed doors for the Tianquan?

literally shaking like a chihuahua oh what i'd do to be the Tianquan's lap dog..mean femmes are so attractive its like putting my brain in a blender.

It's not surprising the Tianquan has a bodyguard. She's a key political figure in Liyue and anyone aiming to dismantle the carefully curated hierarchy has her at the top of the list. To the public, your just muscle to intimidate the lesser crooks from even thinking about it and deal with those who get too bold.

Behind closed doors, though? Your nothing but the Tianquan's lap dog at her beck and call.

She isn't fond of public displays, but she does like hiding it in public just for the thrill. Knowing you wear your collar under your uniform so you'll always remember who holds your leash is a thrill she can't beat.

She's a bit mean and sadistic, really, but she's the Tianquan. She has the money to spoil you like a good puppy afterwards..so long as you behave and exceed expectations. Whether you lean more dominant or submissive doesn't matter, since you'll probably be subbing whether your top or bottom. It's a different kind of thrill to make you sit on her lap, stuffed full of her cock, while she works. That or she has you under her desk, one hand fisted in your hair while she uses your mouth instead.

She has to be at the top of her game, after all, and her position is a stressful one. What better way to de-stress then to put her little puppy to good use? You're just so pliant when she orders you on your knees.

She keeps it tame if thats more your thing, but if you give her the go ahead she will buy you muzzles. Some just the standard muzzle, others with gags, plenty of collars and leashes for all sorts of occasions..she might even get you faux ears and a tail just for a little finishing touch.

She's just as big on aftercare, though. She puts her money to good use spoiling you, partially because she knows she can get a little rough with you. That and as much as she likes to call you her puppy, she won't have you smelling like a wet dog. Get in the bath.

You won't stay clean for long, especially because she absolutely goes all out on her tub so it's more then big enough for some extra activities, but it's better then nothing.

Sometimes, though, she just needs to be pampered herself. She adores body worship after a particularly stressful day. Just lounging in half tied silk while you worship every inch of her.

And if anyone notices you limping the morning after..they say nothing. They just chalk it up to a fight with some assassin or similar. And if they do know, they know better then to bring it up.

Bonus for being shared with Beidou when she drops by Liyue harbor. Nothing like a rowdy pirate to shake things up and make a mess of you on the Tianquan's bed while she watches.

[lovesickeros]

☆ even the gods bleed [ pt 3 ]

{☆} characters neuvillette, wriothesley, furina {☆} notes cult au, imposter au, multi-chapter, gender neutral reader {☆} warnings none {☆} word count 1.9k {☆} previous [ 1 ] [ 2 ]

Wriothesley was not a man of superstition. He did not kneel at the altars until his knees bled, he did not pray until his voice gave out– he did not, contrary to popular belief, suffer divine punishment for his apparent lack of respect.

After all, what Divine would look so deep beneath the waves just for a glimpse of the sinners that inhabit it?

Not them, evidently.

He hadn't slept in the past four days, though. There was a heavy air of something where ever he walked– it followed him like a thick fog, lingering and choking him until it dragged him to his knees like a chain. His thoughts inevitably linger on the striking, extravagant letter so conveniently adorning his desk at the fortress– the broken wax seal, the letter tucked into his pocket.

He'd recognize the seal of the Iudex any day. Wasn't often he spoke to him– but the shaky, distorted words hastily etched into the paper made him pause. Neuvillette always had a steady hand– elegant, flowing script that him of flowing water.

It had kept him up for days.

The implications were..haunting. He'd poured over the letter for hours, illuminated only by faint light of his desk lamp. Yet no matter how many times he tries to see what must be hidden beneath the ink, the paper itself even, he finds nothing but the shaky script of a request that sends a bolt of pure frost through his veins.

He noticed, of course, the odd goings on of Fontaine. He'd heard vague whispers of the Divine's hunt for the imposter– he'd heard, too, of the ceaseless rain pelting Fontaine until even he wondered if the nation would finally sink beneath the waves.

It didn't, though. And that only made it all the more odd. Days of constant rain, just for it to stop suddenly..he tugged his coat tighter around him, throwing up the hood of the cloak clasped even tighter over it with a grunt as he leaned around the corner of the alleyway.

He didn't believe in superstition, but this was too hard to ignore as a simple weather anomaly.

Maybe that was why he ignored his gut– he knew that this was probably a trap, at the very least it was suspicious. But damn it, he couldn't ignore the instinct to follow the only lead he had.

His boots clicked against the rain stricken streets as he stalked through the shadows, mindful of the clinking of machine patrols just a few streets away. Yet every step felt heavier then the last as he took a long, good look at the Palais Mermonia. He almost considered bringing out his gauntlets, but he thought better of it– if it came down to it, he needed information. And he would need whoever was waiting for him alive for that– the dead don't speak and all that.

The letter's directions led him in a..rather roundabout entrance to a secluded room, evidently, as he lifted his hand and quietly knocked against the door. Two rapid knocks, pause, another knock, pause, four knocks. It doesn't take long until he hears the latch of the door unlock.

The leather of his gloves creaks as he clenches his fists, adjusting his stance. He's ready for a fight, if he must, but as the door quietly slides open he feel the weight on his shoulders relax slightly– the familiar, sharp features of Neuvillette meets him. He almost reflexively smiles at the way his pupils turn into thin slits, a momentary surprise that he quickly hides well behind a cough and the creak of the door as he pulls it open fully.

"Wriothesley. I see my letter has found you well. Please, come in." Polite as ever, Neuvillette steps aside to let him in, but he can see the exhaustion lining his features– the bags under his eyes aren't as well hidden as he thinks, at least to him. "Bit odd to be inviting me all the way out here in the middle of the night, don't you think?"

His tone is smooth as he steps into the room, brushing down his hood and glancing at Neuvillette over his shoulder, watching as he shuts and locks the door behind him.

"I apologize for the..less then ideal circumstances, but I'm certain you will understand when you see for yourself." He wants to retort, but the Iudex beats him to it, vaguely motioning to the room behind him. An invitation– but he wonders if it's worth taking.

His gut says no, but he's feeling a little risky today, he supposes.

He turns back slowly, barely able to make out the two figures he'd missed on the first glance on the other side of the room– though it's hard to mistake the flourish of the Hydro Archon, even in the dark. It's the other figure that makes the breath hitch in his throat, though.

Or maybe, more accurately, it freezes. So does his blood, his whole body even, locked in stasis for a long, tense moment– he can't see them clearly, but his instincts are going haywire. He can feel his vision almost rattle where it rests against his left shoulder, cold leaking through the layers of clothes and into his skin until he has to fight to suppress a shiver.

He'd always fancied himself the hunter– he was the one who dealt with unsavory folks, in the end. But he felt like a rabbit pinned beneath the crosshairs of a gun this time. He could almost feel the teeth of the bear trap snapping shut around him, crushing bone and flesh beneath cold metal.

For a long moment he thinks he feels fear.

And with a sharp click and a burst of light, it's gone and he takes a raspy, choked breath as he blinks away the blurriness in his vision, taking in the room illuminated by the lamp.

He's not sure what he sees is better, though.

Because his body knows that their Divinity is as real as the blood running through his veins.

So why do they remind him so much of himself? Why does he see the look of the boy who died in a pool of blood not his own in them?

It is a sick, cruel kind of familiar.

Wriothesley didn't believe in superstition– but that was born of the unknown. He knew, now. He could reach out and touch the truth with his own two hands.

The throne of the world was a lie.

The thing sitting on it bled red. And if it bled, it could die.

He clenched his fists tighter– and released, letting his shoulders slump with a huff and a half hearted chuckle. "I wasn't expecting you to be in possession of a wanted criminal when you sent me that letter." He could see the gears whirring in their heads, the subtle dampness in the air reminding him just how delicate a situation it truly was.

He wasn't particularly inclined to getting blasted by a jet of water today.

"Relax, I'm not going to spill to anyone else. Seriously– don't get my jacket wet. It's expensive and a nightmare to dry." His lips quirk into a half smile, but it twists into something almost genuine at the laugh covered up by a cough he hears from the Divine. Bingo.

"It's fine, Neuvillette. Let him go." Their voice is like honey dripping from their lips, and he has to close his jaw with his hand before they can see the way it dropped in his surprise. "Of course, most Divine. My apologies." He relaxes at the sharp click of his heels as he joins them on the bed, his posture far more relaxed then he's ever seen. The Hydro Archon, much to his confusion and amusement, is far too invested in playing with their hair to pay much attention to him now that things have calmed, evidently.

Huh.

They seemed pretty cozy about it, he noted. He guesses they three of them had some time to get acquainted.

"So..who's going to explain what the hell is going on?" He probed, crossing his arms over his chest and watching the three carefully– they all looked tired, but even through the exhaustion neither seemed inclined to stray too far from the Divine. "And what exactly your plan is? You can't keep hiding them here forever. Someone will sniff them out sooner or later."

"We are aware," Neuvillette interjects, lips pursed into a thin line and his thin brows furrowed. "But as I'm sure you've noticed, the hunt for the..forgive me, most Divine, but the hunt for the alleged imposter is still at it's peak."

He grumbles in acknowledgment, hanging up his cloak by the door and sliding out of his heavy coat, resting it over the back of a nearby chair. "Hm. Suppose that's why the patrols are so common now a days."

"I'm afraid so. As you can imagine, we cannot simply ask them to..stop the search. It would draw unwanted attention and suspicion. The Divine would be found immediately if we tried to bring them out of the city at the moment." Neuvillette added, looking proper and elegant, despite the circumstances– even in the face of the Divine and the Archon turning on him and tugging his hair into intricate braids. "So I hope you understand that it was a great risk to send you that letter."

He rubs his chin, huffing in amusement– a solid plan, maybe, but his power didn't extend too far out of the Fortress. He had his connections, sure, but what use were they when he had to get the, uh, "imposter" out of Fontaine? Smuggling them out wouldn't be easy, and then there's the point of where to take them they'd have to contend with.

"Yeah, yeah– I get it. But it's not like I can just smuggle them out or keep them in the fortress. Even if we got them out of the city, we'd have to find somewhere to bunker down, and if someone spots any of us lingering there.." Archons, what a mess he'd gotten himself into. He was really looking forward to the next time he could kick his feet up with a cup of tea.

"I understand. I have already made plans, in fact." Neuvillette hesitates, and he can feel the temperature drops a few degrees. "I..cannot share them in full at the moment, but it is not for a lack of trust." Neuvillette reasoned, hands folded neatly in his lap– not that it hid the way they shook slightly. He wanted to ask, but he thought better of it.

"Eh, I don't hold it against you. The walls have ears, even up here." He deflected, running a hand through his hair. He really hoped Sigewinne wouldn't ask too much when he gets back. "I trust your judgment." He hesitates for a long moment, pulling out a simple, neatly folded letter of his own.

"Memorize the code words, then burn it. I'll be waiting for your next letter." He murmurs, plucking his coat and cloak and tugging them back on one after another, shuffling back over to the latched door. He hesitates again, his hand lingering on the door.

"I just hope your plan is worth the risk, Neuvillette."

He leaves before he can respond, the harsh click of the door ringing in his ears even as he steps back into the shadows of the night.

[rockyhoney420]

Trying to draw mr widogast bc i love and miss him

[wikitpowers]

I’ve seen a lot of people sharing there fancasts for shadowhunter characters! I was wondering if you had any fancasts for Kit??? Or any of the TWP characters :)

okay so! fancasts are SO difficult for me to do bc i have such clear visions of what characters look like in my head, that it makes it almost impossible to compete with anyone in real life!

HOWEVER! for you (baby g), i tried and honestly i'm kinda chuffed with the actors i've selected <3

KIT HERONDALE - RUDY PANKOW

i just simply loved rudy pankow as jj in outer banks and i find it freaking hilarious that he’s described in the first episode as a “mild kleptomaniac and a future tax cheat” bc it is sooo kit!coded, idk i just feel like rudy has a surfer dude vibe and so does my lil blondie

TY BLACKTHORN - TOM STURRIDGE

i saw somebody on here once say that this man gave a ty vibe and honestly i can’t stop thinking about it. he’s got those sherlock holmes vibes and those wise eyes. plus this man is gorgeous and we all know that ty is out of this world so this fits perfectly

DRU BLACKTHORN - BARBIE FERREIRA

just the vibes, the aesthetic, the attitude. dru, dru, dru, dru, dru, drooling wait what (nobody saw that right? right?!) -> but seriously, i'm obsessed with this fancast, i think barbie has strong badass female character energy and looks like she could kick your ass and i'm all for it (plus i'm kind of obsessed with the fact that she has black hair just like tlkof first chapter!dru has icl)

ASH MORGENSTERN - WILLEM DE SCHRYVER

okay so this actor actually reminds me a LOT of kit (especially his role in wtfock), but look-wise, he is giving hardcore ash vibes and i love it! and tbh this guy is a sweetheart just like ash AND he looks unreal and ofc ash is an ethereal faerie prince sooo it fits, okay?

but yeah! that’s it for the fancasts! i hope you weren’t too disappointed with these but at least i really enjoyed searching for them heheh, ty for the ask <3

[lavampira]

the fast and the furious: bozja drift farm

feat. @scionshtola's corisande