#ask and you might receive

[pebbleheadz]

I feel like benrey and Daniel would get along in some werid fucked up way

ohhhh ur giving me ideas this is so fucked up i love it

eldtrich gamer boy whos a self aware ai in a video game meets weird ass cultist who tried to kill a bunch of kids by recreating jonestown and they manage to bond somehow. good dynamic, might even write about it in a silly fucked up crossover

[daily-dragon-drawing]

I think a dragon with the queer flag palette would be an awesome way to round out the pride month dragons!

#127 - 酷兒 (kù er/ queer) - Yeah, this dragon's a cool kid 🕶️

[pedroassmanpascal]

HI yes i did delete the tag game post 😭 i'm sorry!!! i just tend to get a bit uncertain when it comes to those, i know a lot of people don't like it when they get tagged in stuff so i wasn't sure 😭

It’s okay!!! I was only asking bc I wanted to make sure I didn’t imagine it 💀💀💀 ur blog my friend whatever u wanna delete is yours to delete!! I’ll just put the lil piccrew thingy here instead 🤗

I actually made two bc the first one is like an idealized fantasy version of myself and I saw everyone else’s on theirs was actually what they looked like so I made one that was as close to me as I could get lmaoo

[ryllen]

Hi! I hope that you are doing well🥰💗💕 I really adore your art!! Your Yuu really wins me over to the very heart!💘💘💘

I wear lightning-shaped earrings and they really remind me of Sebek!⚡ I would like your girl to put them on and draw this🥺💓

But I also really love her black earrings that she wears when she's a teenager and green ones when she's an adult! It's really cute💕💕

And! I would be interested to know if Sebek notices when Yuu puts on other earrings or doesn't wear them at all if she doesn't want to?👉👈💗

Have a nice day!🥰❣️❣️❣️

decide ur ending, which feels more in character

[folkbreeze]

perfect house to invite your neighbors for a bbq

[blindmagdalena]

I JUST HAD THE BIGGEST THOUGHT‼️‼️

What if Homelander was dating a woman who had a ranch, along with some of the usual animals (Horses, chickens, and other various livestock), and she offered to teach him how to take care of the animals. I imagine he would be taken aback by something so mundane, but oblige and go with it. Maybe she's teach him how to ride a horse, and giggle at all of the little mistakes he makes, like approaching a horse too suddenly from behind and getting kicked.

Domestic Homelander my beloved 🫶

please!!!!! i would give anything for a fic where homelander, for whatever reason, has to lay low or stay at a ranch and gets to learn about caring for the animals!!! honest to god i think feeding chickens would fix something in him

[jonathanbyersphd]

Jonathan & Nancy looking adorable and wide eyed

for @leslie057

[kyouka-supremacy]

Visual depiction of how I've been feeling in the last days

[chut-je-dors]

Hello! Do you happen to know any good resources for learning Finnish? As basic as possible, I literally started on Duolingo half an hour ago:) I know, I know, I'm a poser for learning Finnish *after* Käärijä, but the language sounds soooo interesting (although I've heard the grammar is quite difficult...). Thank you in advance and also love your blog:)))))

Hi!! So very very ecstatic that you've decided to learn Finnish! No reason to feel ashamed that you'd only start after Käärijä... believe me, in Finland people are just altogether very taken if a foreigner wants to learn Finnish, no matter the reason. (And all reasons for learning a language are good!) (And we're SO SO PROUD of Käärijä, he's done a monumental job of bringing our language to the public eye more than ANYONE ELSE BEFORE so, yup! He's a VERY good reason to start learning Finnish!!)

I'm not sure if I'm the right person to point you towards any resources... But I tried finding some for you! I've checked out the Duolingo course and it's a good place to begin! Here's also a drive folder that has some Finnish language books as PDFs.

Also here's a page for beginner's Finnish from our national news media Yle (it's like our version of BBC).

Here is a "picture book" kind of a page for learning names for objects, good to start with!

Here's an online course for beginners! This has grammar too, and links for further reading and studying.

Finnish is also notorious for having it's written language differ drastically from how people actually speak. We don't have accents per se, but dialects instead, which don't just affect the way we pronounce words (=accents, as in English) but the way we form them. So for example, the written Finnish "I am" is "minä olen", but in spoken Finnish it can become e.g. "mä oon", "mää oon", "mie oon", depending on where you live (and there might be some more variations as well but these are the most common ones.) Many foreigners find themselves in a spot where they can read and understand written Finnish pretty well, then the moment a Finnish person opens their mouth it's a bloodbath. But don't let it deter you! And Finnish people are more than happy to switch to written Finnish if you don't understand them. I found this website for learning the basics for spoken Finnish!

A good place is also good ole Youtube! Just type in "Finnish for beginners" and you're set to go!

Finnish is a difficult language to learn because of the grammar and lack of prepositions if your language has them... but look at it this way, I struggle with them in any language that uses them cos I haven't grown up using them. I still occasionally mess up with in/on or for/to (it's even worse with French and Swedish). Doesn't stop me from writing 100k fics in English apparently!

Welcome to learning Finnish! Remember that the most important thing is to learn the swear words, you'll go far with those. Just drop in a perkele and it's always the right thing to say haha.

Jokes aside, I'm very happy to hear this! Finnish is a very beautiful language and a very inventive one as well, which allows for more word play and creativity with the language than, say, English for example. And while Finnish is difficult, you'll find that once you've learnt the rules, there are no exceptions to them or the kind of hassle with the grammar as there is to English or French. I've known exchange students who've learnt near perfect Finnish in less than a year!

If anyone knows and wants to add more good resources here, go ahead!

[ave-immaculata]

fellas we're once again wrestling with imperfect vs. perfect contrition and why imperfect contrition with a firm resolution to not sin again and promptly receive the Sacrament of Reconciliation doesn't save

[yesloulou]

Max saying poodle when asked to name a dog breed and Daniel self labeling as that…🐩 My third eye is opened 👀🤪

oh wow 😭

[mewvore]

All stink is good stink if you’re not a coward

I think theres people who are well intentioned but have an underestimation of their overall tolerance for body odor. Its admirable to want a smelly girl but you need to be a fiend for it. Its the black licorice of fetishes

[daydreamerwonderkid]

Okayy but you just because you don't care about shipping doesn't mean other people shouldn;t

and wanting to know if you're a pro or anti-shipper isn't a wild question to ask-you brought up how you don't have a DNI because you dont want people to know what will trigger you

Its the same thing For some people, shipping is WHY theyre into fandom so it is very IMPORTANT that they know if someone they follow has a ship that will trigger them

Let's be honest-there are very DISGUSTING ships out there and people have a right to make their fandom space as safe as possible for them

I get where you are coming from but its upsetting to see you brush topic under the rug becase you can't 'relate' or don't care enough to understand why this is a valid question

Post anon is referring to, for those who need it

[clitoris-maximus]

can- can i request a Megatron x Rung 🥺?

this request helped me discover that i like drawing rung. A LOT. so thanks :3

(meg wrote him a love letter >_<)

also have a bonus doodle

[nortess]

Eva Yan p1 design with p2 Stillwater 💛

I see it. its real.

I love the blues and the circularity but I do miss the carpets…..

[blindmagdalena]

Omg could you maybe do “The sun rising over the horizon as they chat through the night” with homelander and maybe venus!reader? A standard reader would be wonderful too though ☺️

ohhh, venus!reader!!! it's been too long since i thought about her! yes, absolutely. 🖤

homelander x reader. dialogue from this list of newly wed prompts. reader is the supe Venus, a Poison Ivy inspired superhero. ❤️🌿 1.3k and 18+ for saucy imagery and some heavy petting, but no outright smut. mostly a sentimental affair.

Intimacy is a strange word. It’s the sort that can be used to describe the closeness of a wide variety of different relationships, be they platonic or romantic. It strikes Homelander that he’s had very, very few relationships that he would classify as truly intimate.

But that’s what this feels like right now. You lay atop him, nothing but skin between your bodies. It isn’t just your shared nakedness that makes this intimate, though.

It’s the tenderness in your eyes as you gaze down at him through heavily lidded eyes, lips curved in a gentle smile. It’s the way you tilt your head at the same time he lifts his hand, knowing he intends to stroke your cheek with his knuckles well before he does it. It’s the way you sigh the warmth of your breath onto his lips.

It wasn’t always like this. There was a time where he couldn’t stand you: at least, that’s what he thought it was. You had a way of putting him off balance, agitating him in ways few people could. There were times when he wanted to throttle you for the ease with which you would brush him off.

It turned his world upside down when he realized you’d been flirting with him the whole time.

“What’re you thinking about?” You ask idly, leaning against his hand. He adjusts his hand to support your cheek in his palm, rubbing his thumb along the rise of your cheek.

“You,” he answers, smiling at how you scrunch your nose.

“What about me?” You press, turning your head to kiss his palm.

He inhales a slow breath through his nose, exhales a little raspberry. “You and me. Where we are, how we got here.”

“Well,” you begin, folding your arms to rest them atop his chest. “It all started this afternoon when I sent you a picture of a blooming Middlemist Red–the rarest flower in the world, I’ll remind you–and you texted back ‘Not The Petals I’m Thinking About Spreading,’ which, inexplicably and against all logic, made me incredibly horny. So, I came home, took off all your clothes and rode you stupid.”

As you speak, a grin slowly spreads across Homelander’s face. “Wow. You got it bad, huh?”

“I married you, didn’t I?” You give back, quirking a brow.

“Ch’yeah, but even so. Sheesh. Embarrassing.” “I’m going to kill you,” you say through a smile, turning to bite his hand. He laughs as you chew ineffectually on it, continuing to stroke your cheek regardless. 

“Yeah? I think this approach is gonna take you awhile,” he muses, watching as you gnaw at the meat of his hand just below his pinky.

Letting his hand go with a soft pleh noise, you wipe your mouth with the back of your hand. “Yeah, I intend it to. At least a solid fifty years. You’ll suffer real slow. That’s why they use spoons instead of knives to torture people, you know. It hurts more when it’s dull,” you say, leaning in to press a sweet kiss to his lips.

“Fifty years, huh? That’s it?” He asks, wiping your own spit on your shoulder. “You know we’re probably gonna live a lot longer than that, right?”

“Yeah, well, you never know what the divorce rates will be like in the future. You know what the leading cause of divorce is, right?” You ask, refolding your arms, resting your chin atop them.

“We’re not getting divorced,” he says, unwilling to entertain the thought even playfully.

“The leading cause of divorce is marriage,” you say very seriously anyways.

“You are… so incredibly lame,” he says, voice heavy with the severity of his accusation.

“And yet,” you say, wiggling your ring finger.

He takes your hand and pulls it to his lips, kissing that inconspicuous little gold band. It matches his wider band perfectly. “And yet,” he echoes by way of agreement. “Hard to believe I finally pinned you down.”

“Oooh,” you purr, brows lifting. “Tell me more about how you pinned me down.”

“You’re done for now. Shackled. Legally bound,” he expounds, smoothing his hands down the curves of your body, sinking his grip into the soft swell of your ass. You laugh, moving your hands to kiss his chest just above the beat of his heart.

“Mmm, see, I recall our honeymoon differently. I remember you being the one all tied up,” you say, a wicked glint in your eyes.

True. You surprised him with that one, ensnaring him in a tangle of vines and keeping him like that for hours under the narrative of “breaking him in.” It had worked, rocked his world so hard that the thought alone was enough to send a hungry pang all the way to his core, despite having just thoroughly had you. It isn’t as though he can ever get enough. You’re intoxicating.

He inhales deeply, savoring the rich smell of you. You always have the lingering scent of blossoms and sandalwood on your skin, remnants of your powers woven into every fiber of your being. It gives you a sense of wildness, leaves him feeling as though he’s laying claim to you every time he touches you. 

“I love you,” he says, eyes soft, utterly drunk on the feeling. He watches how easily those three simple words disarm you, draining the slyness from your eyes and replacing it with a tenderness reserved exclusively for him. For as much as the world thinks it knows you, it never will. Not the way he does. Let them go on believing you’re part hero, part villainess, that all your stems are barbed with thorns. He’ll keep the truth of your softness a secret for his hands alone. 

“I love you, too,” you whisper, cupping either side of his face as you close in to kiss him properly, parting his lips with your tongue to taste, to feel, to consume. There is a hunger in you that mirrors his own, each of you taking bites of the other without ever truly growing full or satisfied. 

He realized a long time ago that no amount of you would ever be enough, and that was when he knew he had to make you his forever. The rings on your fingers are just a small token of that. It’s the scars you carve into each other’s hearts that scream the true nature of your love.

Time melts away in the wake of your presence in his. You make him laugh, bringing him the kind of peace he’d only ever dreamed of. There is an ease that comes about when you truly love someone, when you can not only show them your deepest darkness, but your most nonsensical self. He’s never afraid that you will laugh at him. He knows unconditionally that you only ever laugh with him. When he is vulnerable, you bring sobriety. When he is afraid, you don armor.

In the span of a single night, you are his lover, his rival, his spouse, his menace and his dearest friend. The two of you are so wholly consumed by one another, neither of you realize that the night has ended until the dawn comes crawling in through the windows.

“God, what time is it?” You ask, dumbstruck by the encroaching light.

“I don’t care,” Homelander answers unhelpfully, tugging you back down into his arms. “Fuck it, let’s stay in bed all day, sleep through it. I like the night better anyways. No one to bother us,” he says, kissing a line up your throat. “Let’s play hooky.”

You sigh through a smile, carding your fingers through his hair. “You know that I’m supposed to be the bad influence, right?”

“Step up your game, then,” he says, sucking a mark at your neck that threatens to bruise. The way you shiver against his tongue is fucking delicious. “Be worse.”

He inhales sharply at the firm press of your hand slipping between his legs.

“If you insist,” you say, feigning exasperation. He grins broadly.

Who ever said honeymoons had to end?