#ask blog coming soon

[lightofelijah]

[An letter arrived to two mysterious people]

An Postman arrived at the workshops of this certain person, he puts the letter into the mailbox and then knock on the doors before leaving.

The person came out from his workshop and walk towards the mailbox, he opened it and see two letters under their names. He grabbed it and heads back to his home, he looks at it as he never received it for very long time. Could it be his parents wrote to him? No, that couldn’t be. He ran out from that house for very long time after the incident so there is no way they could find his current address. He called his lover who’s actually reading book upstair.

“My love! Could you come down for a second?” He yelled at him and he received an answer from him.

“Yeah, I’m coming. Give me a moment.” He puts the book down on the couch and goes downstairs to his lover. And what he see is two letters on his lover’s hand, he asked who is it from. But his lover told him that he don’t know and it wasn’t his parents for sure.

“You sure it wasn’t your parents or your younger brother that send you this?” He asked his lover who’s holding the letter still.

“I’m sure it wasn’t them, I ran out from that house a very long time and lose contact from them.” He answered and to his surprise it wasn’t only written to him but it was written to his lover as well.

At first, he was sketchy about it but he decided to read it, wondering what is it about. It was about both of them participating the game in the manor. But it seems this “particular person” knows about them, sure. This could be an prank that pretend they know them, but they changed their mind as they read further more on the letter as this person knows every detail about them and it was accurate.

“What’s your choice? Do you want to go that manor?”

[Coming soon to the manor + if creating an ask blog, it will be put in this post]

[malachitekitty-productions27]

Hey guys, it’s been a while. I may apologize for my very long ascent and the fact I haven’t been posting much. But to make up for it I’d like to introduce you all to my persona Splats. They’ll be seen in a digital comic series that’ll both be in English and Spanish as well as an ask blog (that’ll be open soon once the comic is popularized in the media), as for what the comic is called, it’s “The Misadventures of Ink and Ghost”. Looking forward on your feedbacks about it and stay tuned for the ask blog about the comic. See’ ya later!

[myokk]

70s au

[demonslayedher]

I finished posting the unabashedly educational Sword Fic.

It includes a detailed (but hopefully beginner-friendly) explanation of all the steps of making a Nichirin blade from a sunny mountain like Mt. Youkou, a touch of swordsmith and metalworker folk lore (including demons), meta about what must make Kimetsu no Yaiba's swordsmithing methods different from real life methods, some character exploration for Haganezuka and his polishing method, vocabulary and additional resources in the chapter notes, and hopefully, an endearing, silly POV character to learn this all through.

[tkwrites]

🐦 (i have been eating up all the little quinn & sarah crumbs today so naturally i had to chime in with an emoji)

🐦 a romantic quote (can be sweet or sad or sexy, or just your favorite interaction between them!)

“Maybe I’ll have to corner you under the mistletoe,” he teased.

“I thought you hated mistletoe,” she said, rolling her eyes. He'd been mildly horrified when he found she'd hung a sprig of it in the doorway between the front hall and the living room.

“I don’t know that I’d hate it with you,” he said, voice soft as he caressed her hips again. “I hated when people would try to corral me under it with some girl they wanted me to date,” he explained. “If it means I get to kiss you, I’m going to take advantage every time I can.”

The very reality that this was his life dawned on him as she giggled. He was so struck by her. By her being here. His life from a year ago had been turned totally upside down. All in good ways, but it was still startling to glance back at how lonely he was last Christmas in comparison to the joy, love, and contentment he felt this year.

[ask-misconduct]

Nightmare,aren’t you concerned that creators can talk to Mis?What if we were to ask him to spill a bottle of Ink and summon the Star Sans’ to save him?

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nm belongs to jokublog

[dimlylittorch]

i got things in my drafts that are clawing to get out. time to pound my adhd down with a rock and attempt to lock in (sitting in my bean bag with billy joel playing from my phone while i write)

a few of the demons from my drafts:

- viktor’s boy toy

- silco being daddy

- John Price beefy boyfriend hallmark Christmas

- logan discovers boy pussy

i will not be elaborating.

[ask-sunnymagicscout]

I know the sensation you're probably dreading

But cutting you up will be so refreshing for me

[askthecasteliadetective]

...

Castelia City buzzed with life, its sprawling streets a living testament to the symbiosis between humans and Pokémon. The sunlight glinted off the glassy skyscrapers, casting long shadows over the bustling harbor. Amidst the chaos, a young Lucario is seated near the cafe as he observes the surroundings.

He was puzzling over something that had long intrigued him ever since he stepped into this city. How do humans and Pokémon coexist so seamlessly? Some of them share similar traits.

From his vantage point, he observed the everyday dance of harmony. A Machamp carefully unloaded crates from a docked ship, its four arms moving with mechanical precision. Nearby, a young woman knelt beside her Leavanny, working together to sew an intricate outfit for an upcoming fashion show. Overhead, a flock of Pidove scattered as a Braviary soared, its trainer jogging beneath with a determined look. And more,

“ Curious, ” The boy muttered to himself, tapping his pen against his notebook.

“ So many different species, yet no chaos. No rebellion. It’s like... they’re all in on some unspoken agreement. ”

The boy leaned back, chewing on the end of his pen. “ But what’s the spark? What made all of this possible? ”

“ Dead yesterday, culprit still on the loose. There's not enough information, I have to interview. “

The boy reached out, his fingers curling around the cool surface of the cup, and brought the straw to his lips, sipping on the apple juice. But anxiety slowly creeps through his spine,

“ … How do I approach… “

The mysterious young detective is open for ask!

cameos: @ask-the-royal-absol, @ask-casteliabounce, @askbohemiancompany, @askcinderpizza, @psychicduo, @casteliacityramen, @michaels-roundup

[meet-the-net]

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐩𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧.

Finally, his formal application for the big newcomer contest. Involuntarily and using a horribly overexposed photo where he looks pissed as hell. (He was only mildly pissed) But Pyro only meant well, so he secretly hopes he wins at being the best newbie :)

[askbanishedknight]

… Have you been well? Have you been taking care of .. yourself?

@blackrocks-king

Tw: Mentions of Self-harm and Suicidal Attempts.

Please proceed with caution ⬇️

Banished Knight perked up when he heard his voice.

"M-my... My Liege... Is... Is that you...?"

He then cough to regain his composure, not wanting to look like a fool infront of his idol and King.

"Y-yes my Liege! I've been taking care of myself!"

That was a lie, he stopped taking care of himself after His King's Death and His Love's disappearance. He never took off his armour at all, never at all.

"So no need to worry about me! I'm perfectly fine and happy!"

Do you know how many time he self-harm? How many times he tried to kill himself? Because he think everything that happened to Blackrock is his fault? Yet, nobody tried to help him. Abandoned.

[bacchuschucklefuck]

caps from comic Im doing

[radaverse]

IMPORTANT UPDATE (DO NOT READ)

(now your brain will tell you to READ IT!! MUAHAHAHAH😈)

Okay, so if you read/plan to read the

TOWER OF MISTAKES and/or PAWS OF MAGIC

au comics, then check this out!

Yup! I've been inactive because I got tons and tons of uni work to do, but I'm a week away from being free!

So yes, comics both Pizza Tower and Samurai Jack-wise are finally arriving!

I can say we've been cooking scripts and ideas and this gonna be INTENSE HEHEHEHEH

I'll try not to keep my blog dead any longer meanwhile though so...

COME DROP ToM/PoM SHORT COMIC IDEAS IN MY INBOX!

They can be anything: character interactions, what if's, silly stuff and questions for me about them. And if you don't know the aus you can also ask about them!

I'll try my best to do art for most, if not all, of them!

Come drop your ideas!

stupid poll time

[zedif-y]

shapeshifter joel au!

(+ Smallidarity, but this is mostly an intro post that focuses on Joel)

Joel is some kind of shapeshifter prince who was othered and quietly despised by his family, to the point where he was forced to endure a spell that would, supposedly, keep him human. But he escaped, and the spell only ended up half-working. His abilities are the palace's best-kept secret.

The King puts out a message to the kingdom that whoever finds the prince can marry him (or... whatever) and will be rewarded handsomely.

By day, Joel can shapeshift as much as he pleases. By night, he loses this ability completely. Several people have tried to catch him, but none have figured out that the huge, snarling wolf that drove them away is actually the prince they're looking for.

Eventually, he settles in a ruin within a clearing, hidden in the middle of the woods. With nowhere to go, he ends up living there for a couple of months. But then...

An injured, delirious hunter comes stumbling into the clearing, the stench of blood in the wind.

Joel's guard is up in an instant, transforming easily into his wolf form. The hunter's eyes go wide when he sees him, staggering back in terror. Joel growls, now larger than the average wolf, inching closer to try and scare him back into the forest.

The hunter pales, white as sheet for a few moments before—

Joel blinks. Did he just... Faint?

He nudges the guy with his snout. Very much unconscious.

Internally, Joel groans. Seriously?

He could just put the guy in the forest himself, leave him for... Whatever hungry fella stumbles upon him. Which... Okay, that feels a bit much, right? Poor guy probably just got lost...

A thought arises, making him grimace.

He's gonna regret this so bad.

Begrudgingly, he carries the guy to where he's set up camp, a sizable hunk of cobbled stone that might have once been a tower. He sets him outside, just next to his campfire, and decides to wait.

(...When Jimmy wakes up, he's greeted with a crossbow to the face.)

[deathbyfalldamage]

am i a lil bugger?

"If that's what you want to be, then sure."

[tkwrites]

🦅

🦅 an angsty quote (something PAINFUL!! ouch ouch ouch!)

“Sarah,” he tried one last time, voice suddenly thick with unshed tears. “I'm so sorry. I know you were counting on me, and I let you down. I promise I'll be better. Please let me in.”

Sarah stood on the other side of the door, a hand over her mouth to stifle her crying. She wanted to let him in but needed to stand her ground. They’d talked about this, and still, as soon as the next bad game happened – which wasn’t his fault at all – he was bringing it home with him. Their talks obviously weren’t working, and like a disobedient child, he needed to be put in time out for a while to think about what he’d done, even if it broke her heart too. 

Hands slipping from the door, Quinn stood there, leaned into it for a minute more until he heard Sarah’s soft footsteps retreat toward the bed.