#asks & answers 🖤

[fanaticsnail]

Would you bless us with Info about what fics your are working on at the moment, or what we can expect next from you? 👀✨

Lots of Love !

Hi Anon!!

Now that my asks are working again, I have a fair few kissing booth fics I need to get through! I hope I'll be able to complete a few of them soon.

In my drafts currently, I have some of my half to gift swapping for Rosinante x f!reader, Beckman x m!reader, Ace x f!reader, Buggy x f!reader, Law x f!reader, Aokiji x f!reader (NSFW), and a Smoker x f!reader (NSFW) that I am prioritising. Their recipients have all written and created little presents for me, and I can't wait to give them their gifts from me in return.

I also have a few paragraphs written for 'Hey Doc' and half of a fic for Heartbeats part 2 (Law x f!reader pregnancy) that I'd love to share. Then there's the 'dreaming of you' for ASL that I just can't seem to match up to the right vibe. It's been driving me crazy. There's also some older requests that I have been having a go at, considering I'm in my 'kid-pirate era' currently: Hanahaki for a Kid x gn!reader x Killer.

The fic I have written the most of is for Rosinante, but it reads more like a fairytale than anything else. Lots of fantasy themes in it, and I'd love to have more time to do it justice.

In my personal life, I have been booked as a session musician for an event this weekend, and have been prioritising my time to get my set list sorted and memorised so I can have fun with it. Country dance event, the other band members are so much fun: drummer, pianist and bassist all know each other and are just like 3 goofy uncles.

I think that's it so far. I would also like to say thank you for baring with me while I make some OC content and drawings. I do this as an exercise when my words aren't working and I need to focus on something else to keep the creativity flowing. Tobiuo has been fun to play with and I would love to tell her story one day.

[pile-of-skulls]

that last ask is so real bc lowkey i have a rly big oral fixation but also i just have this urge to BITE sometimes and it sucks because i have nothing to gnaw on. this esp goes for after work because lowkey retail brings out the sadomasochist in me . all this to ask are mutuals allowed to bite the hand that feeds (you) in a quirky and erotic manner /lh

Oh you can absolutely bite whatever I feed you pretty thing, I have no objection to teeth marks anywhere.

I’d love to let a puppy take out their frustrations on me after a hard day. Were those people assholes to you at work? Bite down until you’re drooling too much to remember what they said. That one coworker piss you off? Chew on my thighs until your jaw doesn’t ache from clenching it to keep yourself quiet anymore.

I know you have to bite it all back when you’re at work puppy, no need to do that here, just bite me. 🖤

[trippygalaxy]

Hello there,

I'm not sure if you do emergency requests but I'm in the need for some fluff/crack atm. (I just got my wisdom teeth pulled 😑)

How about Wolfie chasing one of those laser pointers around camp and generally just being a goofball. Like modern!reader just pulls one outta their bag and he goes full dog mode.

~ 🖤

🖤ANON!! ITS BEEN A WHILE :DD I do absolutely do emergency requests and I want to think you the best of rest days!! ALSO THIS IS THE CUTEST/FUNNIEST IDEA EVER!! I hope i can do it justice!

Edit: SORRY FOR HOW LONG THIS TOOK!! I HOPE YOU'RE DOINF BETTER!!

Twilight

The Chain had set up camp in a small, flowery clearing, allowing the group to relax in the comforting atmosphere. Everyone was scattered across the grassy field, some already sleeping while other kept themselves busy.

Idly digging around your tattered backpack, you found yourself utterly bored out of your bloody mind! Though the surrounding was a breath of fresh air considering the party's exasperating journey, the chaotic itch in your mind needed to be scratched.

Just as you're about to stop your fruitless search your fingers brush across a cold plastic cylinder. With furrowed eyebrows you pull the small object from your backpack.

The setting sun's rays glint against the metallic surface of a very familiar object. A breathless laugh pulls itself from your laughs as you look at the item.

--

You weren't sure why or how you managed to bring a laser pointer with you into this strange adventure of yours, but considering the pure amusement you were getting out of it, it was totally worth it.

What amusement could you be getting from such a simple toy, you might ask.

The amusing sight of the ranch hand -who was in his wolfish form- slowly tracking the red dot with his beady eyes. He did not raise from his resting spot in the lush grass, either too lazy or too uninterested to inspect any farer. But the mere sight of his tiny eyes darting back and forth as he struggled to keep his focus on the dot had you quietly giggling.

And yet that chaotic itch had yet to be satisficed. Hunkering down, pressing yourself farer into your bedroll you steadied yourself as you dared to inch the shaky dot closer to the wolf's form.

Twilight-- Or Wolfie now-- Squinted at the approaching speck, letting a huff of air bellow past his jowls as a tried warning. A quiet 'boof' comes from the wolf, as if daring the light to come closer, making your shoulders shake in quiet mirth as you suddenly darted the dot closer. Startled, the wolf jumped from his laying position and onto his crouched paws, his snout pull back in a slight snarl, his quiet 'boof' turning into a tamed bark. Now that, that caught the attention of those littered around the make shift camp. Heads turned and tasks halted as curious eyes found the large wolf staring down a...Little red dot? Wild, being the curious lad he is, goes to step forward to investigate but is halted but the firm hand of the Captain.

Before the champion can question the Captain's ever growing smirk, Wolfie lets out another startled bark. Quickly looking back Wild finds the wolf with his paws cupped together, firmly placed on the dirt infront of him.

Wolfie, proud of the swift catch, lifts his paws from the dirt to inspect this dot, only to be met with the forest floor. Another boof puffs past his jaw as he sniffs the grass, digging around for a minute before pulling back with a tilted head. The clear confusion almost had you rolling. The pup had no idea the pure fuckery he was about to experience.

--

Muffled chuckles filled the night air along side the loud, erratic barks from a very confused pup.

Bags and bedrolls have been throw astray from their original resting place, (much to the dismay of others) having been bulldozered by the rancher as nothing stopped the wolf's brash pace while he chased after the will- o- wisp of light.

The pup leaped and lunged after the ever infuriating light, tumbling over his own racing paws as he nipped at the air with growing frustration. Never have you seen the pup this focused on such a small goal, basically throwing himself around the clearing to catch this light!

Your itch was being scratched indeed. And yet, the fuckery was not yet up to your standards.

Barks of laughter caught your attention and from the corner of your eye you just catch the glimpse of a hunched over sailor. He stood allow in field, hands on his knees as he watched Wolfie with tears in his eyes. Bingo.

Suddenly the dot darted away from dancing around the spinning wolf, making it's slow but noticeable approach. As head strong as before, the wolf continues his quick chase after the spark with a bark.

Wind, poor poor Wind, didn't notice the giant wolf that barreled towards him. Still far too focused on trying to catch his breath, the young sailor doesn't catch the glimpse of a shiny red dot finding itself to his chest. Not even the worried call of the Captain can save him from his fate.

The wind is knocked from the sailor's chest as the rocketing Wolfie TACKLES the poor kid to the ground. His legs kicking up into the air as the sudden weight of Wolfie lands on his small chest.

The camp falls silent for a moment before the wild and incoherent curses fall from the sailor's lips like a water fall. Then, and only then does the camp roar with laughter once more. Your laughter is among the loudest as you fall back into your bedroll, struggling to breath as you clutch your stomach.

You think you hear the frantic apologizes from the reverted rancher but your howling laughter muffles any other noise.

Itched was definitely scratched.

[boiling-potato]

*peeks in the blog with my ears down* hey potat....how you doing? Quick question, are you mad at me? Can't help but feel your mad at me T^T

Emo, buddy, what makes you say that?? Did I do something wrong that makes you feel that way? ... Well, I can reassure you that I'm not. In fact, I missed seeing you, your ocs and your content!! Me and popsicle! ( @shootingstarciuu)

So please, don't worry! I'm not, really. How could I? You haven't done anything to me that makes me feel that way! (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)❤️❤️

[puffpastrycrimewatch]

Shuddhjs...Thank you- ｡⁠:ﾟ⁠(⁠;⁠´⁠∩⁠`⁠;⁠)ﾟ⁠:⁠｡🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

I think your art is very yummy please make more (⁠ ⁠；⁠∀⁠；⁠)🫶🖤🖤🖤

[just-trying-to-fangirl-in-peace]

Although, to be completely honest, I must confess that (inexplicably!?!?) there is something about Halbrand that makes me extremely feral. Annatar is hot...definitely hot...but Halbrand?! Halbrand is a whole different kind of hot 🤐

-🖤

As it so happens, I actually began working on an evil!reader fic set in 2x01 so yeah there’s a little Halbrand fic on the way🤭

[sierice]

hc's on apollo and calypso? their duo in general

hater 2 hater communication

they bring out the absolute worst in each other and i think that's beautiful 🫶

LOOOOOOOOOVEEE b*tching abt godly things + godly gossip w each other. apollo tells calypso all the modern gossip and calypso tells apollo all the ancient times gossip. apollo comes back to olympus post toa as a god and also a man with incredible dirt on all the older gods

not exactly a hc but this whole bit

cannot go a single day without at least one argument

on the other hand he is calypso's #1 supporter when it comes to inflicting violence (inspired by this)

calypso will ALWAYS diss apollo's skill in anything and everything. bro begins some song with perfect pitch and tune and shes just nope zilch nada cant hear ya over the sound of my eardrums dying

this is all i can think of rn, feel free to add whatever u want 🫶love and peace

[hanafubukki]

Hello! It's 📚🖤☠️ anon again! I'm so happy you saw my ask! I was reloading your page over and over again to check if you saw it!

So I've been having so many brain rots and one of the biggest things I have been thinking of is the mother-son relationship between Silver and Reader! Since it was so long for Silver without a mother yet for the the reader (us) it's been only a bit from when we went from the past back to the present. While we knew how he would grow up, I feel like it'd still hurt. So I thought of Silver and Reader having a cute fluffy mother-son time! It's sadly 11pm and I have class tomorrow so I can't exactly expand on it right now sorry!

[Masterlist]

Hello 📚🖤☠️ Anonie,

Yes! No worries, I got this ask and the other one you sent. It takes me a while to answer because I think about how to answer asks and then time passes through my hands as if it’s grains of sand- ajdnsjs okay okay I’ll stop lolol 😂

Yesss! You sent this at the right time becuase I was just thinking of YN and Silver’s relationship the other day.

You’re not wrong; it would hurtt them both. For YN, it’s knowing Silver before traveling to the past and now also seeing him in a new light with a new context/experience.

Then you have Silver, who knows YN and because of timey wimey shenanigans, now he also has vague memories of a loved one who held him close and sung to him, loved him, played with him, etc.

Time shenanigans, for all the fix it potentials it can do, still has these instances of uncertainty and sadness. But they will get through this, and their bond will be as strong as ever.

If Silver was already protective and cared about them before, because of all they have gone through with him and Sebek in book 7, now he’s extra protective in his own way.

He loves them and will spend as much time with his mother as he can, solidifying their bond more than ever. 🌸💞

I actually have a cute (and somewhat angst) YN and Silver scenario with this OT3 setting that I’ll release soon. It’s funny but has a bit of feels impact tinted to it in my opinion.

I hope your class went well 📚🖤☠️ Anonie. Make sure to rest up. 💞🌸

[caitwritesao3]

🌹

Jason frowned as he stood grabbing a clean rag off the tool cart. Across the hat in small letters read ‘Strawberries jam, but my Glock doesn’t.’ “Excuse me?”

[fanaticsnail]

Aaaaaaa the Killer fic is so sweet!!! Poor self conscious boy he’s so sweet and lovely ❤️❤️ It makes me hope he can get up the courage to let reader see him so she can give him kisses all over his face!!! (Vampire law anon)

Awww me too! He deserves more kisses, but he's so shy 🥺. He needs all the kisses he can get.

[sleepanonymous]

Heya! I just got into Sleep Token and I'm enamored! Do you know of any links to posts or anything that talk about the characters and their personalities onstage? I'm having trouble differentiating between III and IV (I know II is the drummer) and I want to learn more about them!

Also, is it pronounced Two, Three, and Four, or Second, Third, and Fourth?

Hi and welcome! 😊 Glad to see a new fan of the band. For the sake of clarity, I'll answer your second question first. The Sleep Token lore technically dubs them all Vessel 1, Vessel 2, etc. so it's my understanding that fans started calling the other band members Two, Three, and Four, and used Roman numerals for their monikers.

TLDR: This Weblink has almost all of Sleep Token's lore, and This Video also has almost all of Sleep Token's lore. The easiest way to tell III and IV apart from each other is by their instruments and height. III plays bass and is taller than the rest of the band. IV plays guitar and is shorter than the rest of the band (except for II, he is the shortest of the four).

I'll be honest, I also had trouble differentiating between III and IV when I first got into the band. Up until very recently, they wore similar outfits, too, which made pictures difficult to tell them apart. You can always tell via the instrument they're holding (if it's visible). III is the bassist and IV is the guitarist. Another way to tell depends on which side of the stage they are standing on. 85% of the time III is stage right, in front of the choir (Vesselettes) and IV is stage left, in front of II's drum set. My favorite way to tell them apart (before it just became secondhand nature to know which was which) was if the musician had a bun under his mask or not. IV's hair is relatively concealed beneath his mask, but III has longer hair and puts it up into a bun to keep it all in place under his mask during rituals.

The neck of III's bass is kind of in the way of the back of IV's head in the second photo, but here are two examples of the bun shape that III has. This is also a good way to tell them apart if they're standing next to each other, or, in this case, kissing. III is extremely tall and will always be taller than any other band member unless he's crouching or leaning over. If the two aren't standing near each other, you can always use Vessel as a measuring stick.

The photo on the left probably isn't the best reference, but trust me, III is about 5 centimeters taller than Vessel, he's just leaning back. The photo on the right also probably isn't the best since Vessel and IV are both just dark shapes lol, but at least it's obvious that Vessel is taller than IV.

The band as a whole is anonymous so you might not find much in the way of personalities, even of their stage personas. If you're willing to read up on the Sleep lore itself, you can do that here (this is a link to boolintunes.com). Or, if you'd prefer to watch a friendly, lecture-style video, there is this one here on YouTube. Persona-wise the most concise I can give you is this:

Vessel is very emotional. That is evident by the lyrics he writes, but doubly so when he is in front of an audience. He will cry, he will laugh, he will do silly dances, and he will hype up his bandmates. It's evident that he loves what he does, but he is also extremely humble about it. All of the love his fans give him he makes sure to give back 110% (the fact that he manages to do it without speaking is impressive in itself).

II is a beast, like no joke. This man has got to have started playing drums before he could walk, I swear. He, like Vessel, obviously loves what he does, has a blast, and also gives zero fucks while doing it. He will sit at his drum set and kick out beats while drinking Red Bull and Diet Coke through his mask 🤣🤣 During moments in songs where there is little to no percussion he'll often stand up and react to the lyrics Vessel sings. He also comes to the front of the stage at the very end of rituals to hype up the crowd and hand out his used drumsticks and sometimes even a drum head.

III is the most animated of the guys. I will often refer to him as the "main character" of Sleep Token because he is always front and center. This has also earned him the fandom nickname of Bassy Boi. I've seen him do everything from windmill headbang, to run in place, to high kick, to jumping up and down for 30+ seconds straight. He also has a knack for yelling at fans. There is a compilation video on YouTube here for reference. Also! Something I forgot to mention earlier in telling III and IV apart: III almost always has on his iconic checkered socks in the most recent shows.

IV (at least the current IV) is probably the most reserved and collected on stage (fun fact, there were two other IVs in Sleep Token before our current IV, I wrote about that here), In earlier shows he played with the band, around 2021/2022, he used to be fairly shy. Sometimes IV would stand off to the very side of the stage and let Vessel and III have all the attention. Luckily he's seemed to get past his shyness and has become much more of a crowd pleaser. He'll often do things like serenade the crowd (a bit like II does, only a lot closer since there's no drum set in the way), get roped into Vessel's or III's chaotic stage antics, or, you know, tease pulling his mask off in front of an entire music festival crowd.

[mjtheartist04]

Me after seeing metalhead Genya

Me when people start realizing that genya is indeed actually HOT and ATTRACTIVE:

Glad to see people really liking his design✨😌 also crediting @/sluttysanemi for the idea and motivation🙏 I wanna draw more of him now💜⚡️

[puffpastrycrimewatch]

Here are doodles!! REALLY hoping you like these 🥺🥺🥺

AHHHHHHHHHHHH I LOVE IT SO MUCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (*꒦ິ꒳꒦ີ)🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

AKDKAKAHHHK🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤ZBKYIBYFUYAIFYsiL7JFDKNELYIEUIOWFEOIAOJIWGFEOHQfegPIYHGOIQEPI{uPYHIG 🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤I AM FOAMING AT THE MOUTH-!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

also- I can tell your art has improved, slay ✨

HERES A SNEAK PEAK OF MY FANART IM DOING FOR YOU 🖤 👀

[politemagic]

wait ok so consider stalker IV following you around while you're starting a new job in a new city and he's watching and making sure no one on earth gets near you, and when some guy does... and oh okay just

****

It was cold, dark, and I was desperate for some chicken lo mein. I had found a decent place, on the edge of the city after two weeks of experiments with random takeout joints. The bag was too hot, plastic handles knotted together and I was nearly jogging back to my apartment. I could feel eyes on me. They were ever present, had been since I'd moved here. I'd grown used to the feeling of an intense gaze on the back of my neck.

But now, there were footsteps. Close. Too close. I paused, listening to see if they were still following me. They were. I began to attempt to cross the street. The footsteps followed. My palms grew slick against the steaming bag of food. I didn't dare glance backwards. I hadn't thought the eyes were a real person, just the transition from a small town to a city. Under the din, I could make it out now - there were two sets of footsteps right behind me. No, no, no, this cannot be happening to me. I slid past a dark alley and that was when I heard a new noise. Feet, dragging. Muffled yelling, as though a palm was pressed to a mouth. It sounded as though someone had grabbed someone else and shoved them into the alley or something.

I turned around. A man, broad back to me, had another man pinned against the alley wall. The pinned man was a greasy, lanky looking creep with dead eyes. Definitely someone who would follow unsuspecting people around.

"Hey, c'mon man, I didn't know she was yours," the guy wheezed out. The other guy, the attacker, jammed a brutal fist into the creep's stomach. Pain burst across the creep's features. His mouth opened, the attacker jerked his arm again, and blood trickled out of his mouth. Holy shit, he just stabbed that guy!

"You'll never make that mistake again," the guy growled, before lowering the creep to the ground. He turned, kind of awkward, on his knees and looked up at me. Dark blue eyes pinned me in place. A mask obscured most of his face. He cocked his head. I heard him swallow.

"Did I do good?"

KKKKKKKKKAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTEEEEEEEE

he’s coming home with me. we’re sharing the chicken lo mein because a good boy indeed.

@moonchild-in-blue ARE YOU SEEING THIS?????

more thoughts below because i’m feeling it today✨

he’s not wild about my sketchy apartment complex, he’s seen enough dirtbags go through that door to feel uneasy leaving me by myself. who’s to say one of them won’t get any ideas down in the laundry room?

“how are you feeling?” he asked worriedly.

“a little shaken, i won’t lie. but i’m lucky you were there,”

his chest surged with pride, the weight of his knife in his pocket a reminder of the lengths he would go to for his darling.

“i would never let anyone else hurt you.”

i wasn’t sure if it was the shock from the earlier encounter or the protective glint in his eyes, but against my better judgement…

“would you… would you stay with me? just for tonight?”

iv slept on the side of the bed closest to the door, a warm, protective arm pressing my back against his chest. i couldn’t deny that i slept easier with him beside me, living alone in the city had been a bit nerve-wracking.

maybe that was why i didn’t say anything when i saw him waiting for me after work with an outstretched hand.

“ready to go home?”

it has been a ✨day✨ and you sent this when i was on my second drink so you get tipsy em word vomit <3

[ianthoni]

I think it's off topic but I wanna talk about the almost non-existent moments when Ian is embarassed of something.

Do you remember the video when Ian and Anthony are watching fandom content, and then suddenly Ian says "let's see Ianthony" and when they are watching all the stuff, Ian has all his face tomato red? He always covers his face with his hands.

I think he always does cute gestures when he has a huge emotion, like clapping hands (adorably clapping his hands) when he's excited.

Ok sorry, i love seeing him being cute.

I love him going "let's watch ianthony" with an embarrassed face and then start blushing crazy with every post 😭😭😭😭 he loved it ok 🥺🥺🥺 he's such a babygirl with blushy face too💖

[dysenchanted]

Do you think Hannibal was in love with Alana and Bedelia? The same way he was in love with Will? Or how do you see Hannibal's relationship with Alana and Bedelia compared to his intense love for Will?

Hiii 🫀

Short answer: No, I don't think he was ever in love with Alana or Bedelia

Long answer is a bit more complicated

I do think he had a true appreciation for both of them, him being a mentor turned college/friend to Alana and a mix of patient and somewhat friend to Bedelia.

(I also use the term "friend" kinda loosely in here because I also believe Hannibal never truly considered someone his friend until Will, but that's another rant)

I think hannibal used his romantic relationships as a means to an end. With Alana he started seeing her as a way of taking something from Will (same way as he was taking his position as profiler on the fbi) while also solidifying his good image and innocence (he used her as an alibi in Futamono), while with Bedelia he used her as a replacement for Will after Mizumono and as way to maintain his image while in Florence (they took the role of an existing married couple).

(While tipying the last paragraph I kinda realized he looked for the company of both woman after being rejected by Will so... take that as you will)

Returning to the appreciation, I do think he saw worth in them, as intelligent people and someone nice to have around, people worth maintaining alive. During Mizumono he could have decided to kill Alana without hesitation, but he didn't, he only promised to kill her after she refused to turn away after being given the option. During Dolce he could have killed Bedelia after she refused to go with him, but he didn't, instead he helped her support her alibi declaring he was maintaining her drugged and not conscious of her identity or actions (but Bedelia did deduce during their goodbyes that Hannibal was going to eat her someday, but that's another rant aswell)

(Also, i see hannibal as a hedonist, so of course if he's maintaining a romantic relationship with beautiful women he's going to take the opportunity to have sex and enjoy it.)

He saw worth in their company and in their minds, but he didn't see them as an equal, someone who could truly understand him, while he did see Will as one.

Alana could have never understood him, with her strong morals and inclination to always do what's right. Her transformation occurred only after being changed by Hannibal (and Abigail), she didn't have a tendency for violence beforehand. With Bedelia is a bit different, she had an awareness of his person suit and has always had a tendency for violence (I love her scenes with Will and their dialogues, I think that's when we begin to understand her more as a character), but also she had a deep fear of what Hannibal truly was and what he was capable of doing. He saw potential for her violence and changed her through their patient, but he also used that to have something to hold against her to encourage her to keep his secrets.

With Will is different, he saw his potential and by the end of the show he could truly see and accept him as he was, finding beauty in their conjoined slaying of the dragon. For Hannibal love is that, understanding and acceptance, and Will was the only person who could truly see him as he was. He could have never had that with Alana or Bedelia.

Anyways, I care so much about Alana and Bedelia and their relationship with Hannibal <3 I truly believe the exploration of the different types of romantic relationships enrich the show a lot and also highlight how special Will is to Hannibal.