#bodhi sweetest boy

[whimhaven]

the first few days back in tartosa were spent moving and getting to know the landlord and their son! the bakery still has some work to do but with the help of her new neighbors, delilah and bodhi are all settled into their new home.

[callsign-rogueone]

he stays to cuddle after- 🥹🥹🥹

assuming this is about the Liam and Spark scraps I just posted:

yes. bodhi is correct. liam one hundred percent stays to cuddle after. king of aftercare. sweetest boy ever. he’s not leaving your bed until you kick him out (and who would ever do that?)

when him and Spark finally do express their feelings and things get sexy, that chapter is gonna be a long one... at 2.5k words already and I’m only half-done.

someone please tell me why I cannot write a single one of the girlfriendverse stories in order. I have so many chapters that are literally 95% ready, but I need to finish the ones that come before them first… I’m literally halfway done with Aaric and Sunny’s entire story, but I just can’t get the beginning right, ugh

anyway, here’s one teeny bit of cuddly post-sex Liam for you, because the rest gives too much away:

“Shh, pretty girl, I’m right here,” he soothes, gathering you into his arms. “I’m gonna stay as long as you need me to, okay?”

[ervotica]

howdy!! first of all, how dare that guy. I’ll fight him. but I saw you wanted to talk about Liam, so here I am with questions about your favoritest boy. no pressure to answer them all, just some starting points /gen 🥰

- do you any wips for him that you’re excited about?

- what are your favorite things about him? (so many to choose from, since he’s the sweetest ever, but a few of your absolute faves?)

- what do you think his middle name is, if he has one?

- what do you think his conversations with Deigh are like? and what do you think Deigh calls him? like how Tairn calls Violet “silver one”.

I absolutely adore all of your Liam fics and I’m looking respectfully at the cod content even though I know nothing about it 👀

🤍, liz @callsign-rogueone (I can’t send asks directly from there since it’s a sideblog 🥲)

ahhh hi baby! oooh this is perfect, i could talk about him all day!

-> i have a few very rough drafts scribbled in my notes of wips for liam, vague concepts and the like that i’ve daydreamed about and just HAD to write down somewhere. some of my personal favs that i’m excited to write are…

a sexually charged sparring match…😉

liam with an intinnisic reader (keeping her out of trouble, breaking all the rules to keep her safe)

a possible threesome fic with liam and xaden/ perhaps garrick or bodhi

lots of silly fluffy moments — what liam and his girl get up to on rare days off, what their morning routine is like (with a very sleepy, grumpy reader and a terribly endeared liam), certain extracurricular activities…

a possible a/b/o au, which is always controversial, although i need to plan logistics for that one

the cowboy hat rule😉 wear the hat, ride the cowboy (cowboy liam would be HAWT, although i’m not overly keen on alternate universe fics, i’m trying to learn to love them.)

-> my favourite thing about liam by MILES is how loyal he is to his people. i can just imagine him getting protective over our dear reader and it makes me SWOON just thinking about it. i think he would be my favourite of the fw boys to have when you’re feeling sad or sick, too. he seems like the nurturing type when it’s needed (the muscles are just a lovely bonus)

-> i think his middle name is isaac! i believe it was his father’s name (that might be a fan made fact, don’t hurt me pls) and even the meaning of the name means joy, and he brings joy to everyone </3

-> as much as it hurts (considering how he died) i think he’d be honorable one😖 he truly has one of the strongest moral compasses of any of the characters in the book.

-> i wish we got his conversations with deigh because i’m sure deigh would’ve been like his proud dad. top of his class, always winning. best boy ever fr. i’m sure there would’ve been some lighthearted banter. i just know that deigh knew he picked the right man.

i love that you love my liam content 🥹, and i’m planning on making a LOT more very soon <3 the cod content is still very new for me (and i’m god awful at the game but shhh) i just think military men are very hot and sexy and should be licked a lot

thank you for these questions! i adore talking about liam, i’m pretty sure he’s actually my favourite character to ever exist now tbh

[ladymccbeth]

Blep

[growing-wonders]

Hello there, beautiful people, and welcome. How are you? It’s been a while, huh? I mean, the last time I logged on here and posted an update was the day after Valentine’s Day, on February 15th, so as you can maybe imagine, there is so much I would like to talk about. We’re now in the middle of April, the day after Easter Sunday, and since the last update, we have had TWO birthdays to celebrate in our household. The most amazing, sweetest and funniest little girl, our precious Lumi-bear, is now seven years old. Her special day was on March 26th, and though she didn’t want to have a birthday party this year, we still had a wonderful time together, just the six of us. But moving on, I did say two birthdays after all, and four days ago, our little baby had his first birthday. Yes, Bodhi is one year old, and I don’t think it has really sunk in for me yet. Remember with Clair, I felt very emotional on her first birthday, but with four children, I might have gotten better at accepting that our babies do grow up. Not to mention that I was also pregnant at the time, so that might have had something to do with it. We don’t even plan much for first birthdays in our family, but we did have a good time with my father, my brother and sister, and their wonderful children, who we also spent Easter Sunday with. Now that our father is back from traveling around the world (or mostly Europe), we want to spend as much time together as a family as possible, before he suddenly runs off again, and there’s a chance we won’t see him for years. Oh, and worth mentioning, my brother’s youngest son had his first birthday on April 9th, so naturally, we decided to celebrate our boys together this Saturday, so it’s been a busy weekend. But I will end the update here before Bodhi wakes up from his afternoon nap. It’s been nice with a little break from the blog, but I will try to post more. Take care 👋🏻

[brighteyedspitz]

Welcome to my dog blog!

The current pack:

Apollo tag - 4yr yellow lab, sweetest and dumbest boy on earth

Bodhi tag - 3yr Norwegian Elkhound, love of my life

Jasper tag - 6yr tabby kitty, cuddliest boy ever

Kaiju tag - baby kitten, freakin lil monster demon trapped in a kittens body

Daisy tag - 6yr malamute mix, she's a boss and she knows it

Sally tag - 7yr whippet mix, nervous wreck and loudmouth

Pebbles tag - 5yr shih tzu/Maltese, most precious bean

Dipper tag - 1yr pit/terrier/megamutt, weasel in dog form

Other tags under the readmore!

No longer with us:

Harley tag - amer bully mix, passed at age 16 in 2022 to old age

Annie tag - 2yr cur mix, unfortunately rehomed due to no longer getting along with Daisy (boss of the house)

Other pets tags:

Disco tag - baby ball python, pure white

Mouses mice - general tag for all my pet mice

The chronicles of Urami - my Betta fish that I was not meant to have but ended up with

Fosters - blanket tag for all of my foster animals from my work, some get their own individual tags

Work babies - animals from my workplace

Pet Category tags:

My dogs - mine, currently Apollo and Bodhi

Siblings dogs - belong to my sib, currently Sally and Pebbles

Dad's dog - belong to my mom and dad, currently Daisy and Dipper

My cat - it's my cat

Chaos tags:

Midnight shenanigans with Jasper - he's a fool at nighttime

Cardboard Carnage - they love tearing up cardboard

Shenanigans - anytime the animals are causing chaos

Dumbass energy - anytime they did something particularly stupid (usually just apollo)

Kisses - the girls are kissing

Drive thrus - the puppers get some fast food bc theyre spoiled

Camera footage - images or vids taken from my survailance cams

Outing - out on the town

Fashion - they are wearing clothes or fancy collars

In hd - professional photos of the idiots

Nighttime - time for sleeps

Squirrel time - the squirrels taunting the dogs in the yard

Tv time - usually images or videos of apollo barking at a dog on the tv

Staring contest - apollo making eye contact with me

Beach - self explanatory

People tags:

Mouse cameo - it me

My sib - anytime my sibling is featured

[hythlodaes]

1, 7, 41, 48?

thank you, shan!!

1. How old were you when you first starting writing fanfiction?

the first time i wrote anything was the day before my 18th birthday, and it was terrible but hilarious in hindsight. 

7. already answered!

41. What’s you favourite minor character you’ve written?

probably bodhi in the softening blows. he’s just the sweetest, softest boy and a really good friend, and i loved every scene that i wrote with him in it. talvon is a close second, even though i deleted most of the fics that he was in (oops). but he was a lot of fun and lightened up a lot of my angst. 

48. What’s your favourite trope to write?

mutual pining!!! phew…..i love it.

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Never Forget You (Bodhi x OFC)

Setting: Point Break movie-verse

Characters: Bodhi & Kulani Hunter (OFC)

Warnings: might need tissues and/or comfort food, maybe...

Background: Kulani was a polly extreme athlete who used to love pushing her boundaries, until she realized that appeasing sponsors had become more important than the reasons that motivated her when she had first started out. Dropping completely from the public scene, she is living a quiet life… Until Bodhi showed up. And now he’s back.

** So, while I told myself this would only be one exercise, it turned into a bigger story, so there is a sequel, and this is the final part to this story... Seemed fitting to post it on Valentine’s.

Pt 1 - Come Into My Life

Pt 2 - Sweetest Taboo

word count: 2232

Never Forget You

Weddings were a happy occasion, an expression of love, a celebration of life and love with loved ones, filling those around with love and a sense of togetherness. Lani loved weddings, was often a maid of honor, or a brides maid and had no problem with it. Always the bridesmaid never the bride suited her just fine. She was after all a free spirit, who shouldn’t be captured. Like a butterfly, beautiful in all its colors, she was meant to fly free, and catching her could damage her wings and she would never shine and fly like before.

Watching the bride and groom dancing across the dance floor, she felt a pang in her heart, and her smile turned wry. Thoughts of Bodhi had soured her mood all day, but she had put on a smile and pretended everything was sunshine and rainbows. When news had arrived he had completed the Eight, but had been missing, presumed lost at sea, she hadn’t left her house for a few days, let alone her bed.

Responsibilities finally forced her out of hiding, and she had carried on, but it was getting more difficult with each passing day. She had promised herself she wasn’t going to get attached to anyone ever again, not like that, and yet, despite the little bit of time they had spent together, it had been enough for Bodhi to weasel his way past all of her damage, and worm his way into her heart.

She had gotten attached to someone she knew was going to die, and whom she really didn’t know, and yet seemed to know like the back of her hand. Now here she was at a wedding, the wedding of her best friend, and she couldn’t be happy like she wanted to. Turning down a glass of champagne, she drank the last of her water and got up. “I need some air.”

“You want some company?”

Shaking her head, she walked out onto the deck and found the stairs. Holding on to the railing, she removed her shoes and left them by the stairs as she made her way down to the sand. It was dark already but the sand was still warm under her feet. Trudging through, she made it to the water’s edge, lifting the skirt on her dress so she could step into the surf, feeling the water rushing past her feet, she closed her eyes.

The water made her feel closer to him, but it made the thoughts of what could have been that much more painful. A tear slipped down her cheek, but she let it go. Another followed, and another, until she finally reached up and brushed them away. Mourning was a long process, it took time, especially when she kept going back and forth between wishing she had made him stay, or gone with him, and being angry with him for making her care, when she had made it a rule, a rule that he had agreed to.

He had made her a promise, he had said he would complete the Eight, and return to break all her rules. Instead, he had broken all her rules, then completed the Eight and broke his promise of coming back. Damn you, Bodhi. Damn you for making me love you when I really wish I could hate you.

New tears streamed down her cheeks, a little whimper of a sound escaping her, startling her. Furiously wiping her tears away, she forced herself to take a few breaths, letting the air deep into her lungs, expanding the chest that always felt so tight with pain when she thought of him. Slowly she started to feel more like herself. Stepping out of the water, she started her way back up the beach when she saw someone waving at her from the deck.

Aya was jumping up and down. “Come on girl! Soraya is getting ready to throw the bouquet but she won’t do it without her Lani.”

Lani smiled in spite of herself, shaking her head as she made her way back up the steps. “You know you can’t trick that boy of yours into proposing this way. You’ll only spook him.”  

As soon as she got close enough, Aya surprised her by suddenly pulling her into a tight hug. “I’m sorry. I know this is difficult, but it will get better, I promise.” Smiling a little, she returned the hug and held it a little longer than they probably should’ve. They were getting looks.

“I’m okay, but I guess I should fix my make up, huh?”

Grabbing her wrist, Aya pulled her with her, before she could grab her shoes, and into the back room, where their stuff was and all the make up was still stalled out on the table. Instead of protesting, Lani sat down on one of the stools and let her friend retouch her make up. “Thank you… for not making me feel like I should be over this already.”

“Never. Now come, it is time for me to catch a bouquet!”

Again her wrist as grabbed and she was pulled along. One of the other guests brought over her shoes. Thanking them, she sat down to wipe the dried sand from her feet and slip them back on before joining the rest of the unmarried girls in the middle of the now cleared dance floor. If she could have skipped this, she would have, but Soraya would probably strangle her with her veil. So she put on a smile and endured like a good friend.

Being right in the middle, she was getting pushed and shoved by the other girls. What on earth was possessing them? It was just a bouquet, not a winning ticket in the lottery, and yet they acted like this was the only way for them to ever get married. She hoped Aya didn’t catch the bouquet, because she would be driving all of them nuts. Something got hurled directly at her face it seemed, and she put her hands up as she ducked to catch whatever it was.

The bouquet! You caught the damn bouquet, you nitwit!

In a mix of shock and horror she looked down at the little arrangement of flowers in her hands. Those hands were trembling as she swallowed hard and blinked back tears. This was not what she wanted, not what she wanted at all. She almost shoved the flowers into another girl’s hands, but Aya was already clapping and hugging her.

“Hold on, everyone...”

Despite her best efforts, her eyes were getting misty as she looked up. Soraya was holding a microphone so everyone could hear her. What was she up to? Was she going to save her from having to accept these flowers?

“Today is a celebration of love, but also of family, and friends, and best friends. Especially you, Lani… you stuck with me through everything, and even when I was ready to throw in the towel a few times along the way, you convinced me to keep going. Because of you, I was able to marry the love of my life today. That deserves a gift, the greatest gift of all. Love. Look behind you...”

Despite her best efforts not to cry, a tear or two rolled down her cheeks and she quickly brushed them away. Soraya always knew just how to make her emotional and soft, when she was trying to be tough and strong. “You already gave me the best gift, being part of your wedding and your lives...”

Aya was gripping her arm and when she looked at her friend, her attention was on something behind them. Whatever she was seeing, it was making her smile, so it had to be good. Turning around to follow her gaze, everything seemed to freeze. Her heart thumped so loudly she thought it was going to beat right out of her chest. This couldn’t be. If she was dreaming, this was the cruelest dream she’d ever had.

“Mi amor...”

His voice made new tears spill, and she gasped a little when he reached out and touched her, brushing his fingers along her jaw. He felt so real, too real to be a dream. A sobbing sound broke her silence, and in an instant she was wrapped in his arms, hugging him tight. Tears were now an endless stream down her cheeks, her body shaking, as he held her tight and held her up when her own legs couldn’t.

“How?”

“I made you a promise, didn’t I?”

More sobs followed in answer. She didn’t care how it looked to anyone watching. Music had started playing and he was gently swaying her to it. All she could do was hold on to him, fearing that if she let him go, he would be gone again. They swayed like this through most of the song, before the tears seemed to dry. Lifting her head from his shoulder to look at him, her lip quivered. He was real and he was here.

Pressing a soft kiss to his lips turned into more kisses, and when he finally deepened it people were whistling and clapping. In a daze she received all the hugs, and congratulations although she wasn’t sure what for. Going through the motions, but not really present. One moment blurred into the next until he finally swept her away from the crowd, back out onto the deck. Leaning against the railing she looked out over the ocean, letting the sound of the waves rolling onto the shore calm her.

“What happened?”

“I thought I was done for. It was the most amazing wave, I was one with the water. In awe… next thing I know, I wake up on a fishing boat. They dragged my body out of the water. Thought I was dead at first. I got close...”

“How did you get here? Everyone thinks you’re dead.”

He chuckled a little. “Yeah… worked on that fishing boat for a while, until I could afford new papers. Everyone’s looking for Bodhi… no one is looking for Emilio Santos.”

Unable to help herself, she snorted and looked at him, her head tilting as she regarded him. “You don’t look like an Emilio.”

Holding out his hand, he waited for her to place hers in it, bringing it up to press a kiss to the back of her hand. The way he smiled up at her, made it impossible for her not to return it. Reaching up, she trailed her fingers along his jaw, like he had done to her.

“I had only one thing left to do, one promise left to keep. I thought of nothing else… I arrived a few days ago. Soraya’s been kind enough to hide me away. Longest three days of my life.”

Letting him pull her onto his lap, she kissed him, losing herself in the feel of his lips against hers, his arms wrapped around her, enveloping her in the warmth and safety of his embrace. “Are you done now? Are you going to stay? I don’t… I can’t...”

“Sshh...” Another deep kiss left her breathless and staring into his eyes. They were such kind eyes. Her hands caressed every feature, committing it to memory.

“I thought you were gone. I really… I thought the ocean had claimed you, the earth had taken you away from me, from us. I thought I was going to have to do this all by myself. Please tell me this is not just a horribly cruel dream and I am going to wake in the morning to find you gone. Please...” Her lip quivered again.

“Lani? What are you talking about? Hey…” Hugging her tightly he rubbed her back until she relaxed. “I am here, and I am not leaving again.”

“Promise?”

“I promise… Lani, what were you talking about?”

Taking one of his hands, she brought it from her thigh up higher, placing it over the soft swell of what she had been hiding for weeks now. His hand flattened against the bump, touching it, feeling it, and slowly realizing what it meant. There weren’t any words, but it was his turn now to cry. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she hugged him tightly, her fingers caressing through his hair as he cried, much like she had done at the sight of him.

“This was why I had to come back, why she didn’t take me...”

Lani smiled and pressed a kiss to his temple. Gently wiping the tears from his cheeks, she pressed soft kisses to his lips until he looked like he had his composure back. “You know what this means though, don’t you?”

“What?”

“You broke all my rules, and you knocked me up.”

His grin returned, confident with just a little arrogance, and with it, came back that sparkle in his eyes she loved so much. “I regret nothing.”

“Good, because your ass is mine, Emilio.” The name made her giggle again. “Let’s go home.”

“I like the sound of that… home.”

Instead of moving, she stared into his eyes. “I love you, Bodhi.”

“It’s Emilio.”

“Shut up.” Pressing a kiss to his lips, she sighed contently once it broke. Standing up, she pulled him to his feet, not surprised when he immediately pulled her back into his arms, chuckling against his lips as he kissed her again.

“I love you too, Lani.”

The end

[mikkoofficial]

Feels good to be back 🇦🇺

Had a gorgeous late lunch with my grandmother, Aunt Sophia, and cousin Madison at Bodhi. Was very surprised to see my mother, too. She flew down yesterday, apparently, knowing that the boys were on tour and knowing I actively had plans to see family while here. Tomorrow, Elijah and I are going to be celebrating my aunt’s birthday with my family down here and it should be a really good time. My grandmother, Isabella, thinks Elijah is the sweetest boy and my aunt couldn’t get over his eyes or how handsome he is. The funniest exchange though was with my cousin.

“Where do you find guys like this?” “Not to be forward but you’re (at Elijah) bloody fucking gorgeous.” “Oh, I’m eight thousand percent jealous!” 😂 She’s an absolute doll though. I get it! Elijah *is* gorgeous.

So far, so good! I’m really excited to be back and having an opportunity to see family and know they’re actually okay. The bushfires stuff had me really on edge. Still does. But knowing my family are all okay is something I’m eternally grateful for.

[aneonbullet]

All the OC questions! :-D

(  @maggiemitchellclark  |  xo  )

1. Your first OC ever?

A great many variations of Helene, because over the years, all I ever did was alter the girls name, for my stories, never her appearance of personality or anything like that. So it’s pretty much been Hel all this time. She has been known as Bailey, Catherine, Lottie, Shae, Gracie etc.

2. Do you have a personal favourite among your OCs?

Emlyn, Helene, Nicholai and Caleb are probably my favourites, because they are the ones I’ve really devoted a lot of my time to and the ones that appear in my head no matter what I am doing. It hasn’t happened much lately, though. I don’t know why half my muses, if not all, have gone quiet on me.

3. Have you ever adopted a character or gotten a character from someone else?

I don’t believe I have, though many of my original characters are born through canon characters, but that is only as far as face claims go. Like, I have accounts on here for a lot of canons, with faces that I end up using for my own characters, which is usually how I work.

4. A character you rarely talk about?

Half the boys I made a photoset for yesterday; the vampires. I rarely talk about Auberon though have mentioned him several times over the years. I have never mentioned Taiga or Emilio, though can, if only a little, recall mentioning Mathias before. I also don’t really talk about Sebastian much, either.

5. If you could make only one of your OCs popular/known, who would it be? 

Emlyn ! jeez, I have such a hard time getting people to interact with him, let alone appreciate him as a character. I actually gave up trying, which might also explain why I’ve been knocked off most of my accounts recently, ‘cause I’m just not feeling the drive for it anymore.

6. Two OCs of yours that look alike despite not being related?

Bodhi / Jasper although they really are two very different muses and don’t look that much alike as its based on appearance isn’t it? similarities, but two very different looks from both of them. Johnny can look unlike himself and unlike his other characters pretty easy, but for those two, the only difference I see right now is their hair colour. For Bodhi, I opted for his character ‘ Cesar ‘ and for Jasper, I opted for the look of ‘ Roux ‘ so, very different, but also very similar. Personality wise, insanely different.

7. Are your OCs part of any story or stories?

Absolutely, especially the ones I rarely mention on tumblr. They always have a part in the stories that I write and appear frequently, so it’s surprising I don’t talk about them on here. Perhaps that could in fact change sometime soon, but at the moment, I seem to be stuck in a rut.

8. Do you RP as any of your OCs? If you do, introduce one of your RP OCs here!

Only one? I think most people know Emlyn and Helene pretty well ‘cause I push for notice with them all the time, so I’ll introduce Caerwyn——originally he was going to have some ties with Emlyn until I realised the likeness between Cae and his father would weird the poor boy out, but he too is Welsh; hails from a small town in the vale of Glamorgan and is an officiant at his local chapel. He’s without a doubt one of the sweetest muses I have ever had, alongside Emlyn.

9. Would you ever be willing to give any of your OCs to someone else?

Only for fanfiction or artwork purposes, perhaps. I have very close bonds with all of my oc’s so it’d be a really difficult thing for me to watch someone else try and portray them accurately in an rp sense – but for writing stories and drawing or painting? sure. I would be a little unsure of the portrayal, like in ways whereby the writer could turn them into someone completely different, ‘cause then they lose all of the things that make them who they are and make them a special cupcake, but otherwise.. I’d not have too much of a problem with it. There are some of them I would never give up, though. Like, you can’t have Emlyn, you can’t have Helene, you can’t have Caleb or Nicholai or Pipkin.

10. Introduce an OC with a complicated design? 

Noah, maybe? he was a creation via spur of the moment lustful loathing of Kylo Ren so he came out of literally nowhere with no real purpose, but now he’s genuinely probably one of the most important I have ever created. He plays an enormous role in Helene’s life from time to time, depending on how I’m working on a backstory, or which road I take it down. He has also become rather important to the daughter of Harley and the Joker, so I think he’s developed really well over time. He was also so, so easy to figure out after a short while, where I thought I might struggle ‘cause of how it began.

11. Is there any OC of yours you could describe as a “sunshine”? 

Emlyn, hands down. I never stop to think about which oc is the sunshine of the group whenever that question is brought up, really. It’s always going to be the same response, even when he hasn’t been communicating with me and even when I can’t get a bloody thing from him, he’s still a sunshine.

12. Name an OC that isn’t yours but who you like a lot

Colleen is literally one of my most treasured favourites! she has one of the best backstories ever, of any oc I have come to know over the years. I also really love her face claim and think everything does work so well all tied in together. Also a huge fan of Diarmad, specifically, because he brought Em to life fully and I will be forever grateful for his existence; also for the stuff that those two get up to - and, also, for the brotherly bond they have that never ever goes away, even with time passed.

13. Do you have any troublemaker OCs? 

Oh, I’m pretty sure a lot of them are, they just try and hide it from me. Of the ones I know for a fact do love to cause some drama, though, there’s Death (  not really wanting to refer to him as an oc but by fc choice and other tidbits, he can be  ), Malachi (  yes he has been known to get drunk and go off on one many a time  ) and Alastair (  dude has a problem with authority but he’s pretty low key with it  ).

14. Introduce an OC with a tragic backstory 

Caleb has an awful backstory, so much so I have never penned a drabble for him to let it all out of his system, but we’ll see how that turns out. If I can write anytime soon, I’ll put something up, or just get him onto tumblr to talk it through. He has told Helene, I am dead certain, but nothing is revealed to me; nothing of that nature. The only other depressing backstory is Emlyn’s, but everyone knows what happened there and is still currently happening, if only mildly.

15. Do you like to talk about your OCs with other people?

Absolutely ! I no of no writer that doesn’t enjoy this, because even when you think you have it all there and figured out, just talking in detail about your oc or venting wildly, can often times bring with it more details you didn’t even know before, it just kinda pops out at you and it’s brilliant.

16. Which one of your OCs would be the best at biology (school subject)? 

I’m gonna just assume this is aimed solely at Benjamin because, although not biology, he is legit a Physicist, so I’m going to safely say he would have been pretty incredible in that subject. I don’t know for sure, but I’m guessing he has been fascinated by all things Science for many years, extending to his younger years, as well, so it seems most likely this question is only for him tbh.

17. Any OC OTPs? 

Helene / Caleb are like my favourite married couple in my world of oc’s. Also a huge fan of the Emlyn and Violet pairing, and they are still happily united. Those two otp’s are pretty much the only ones I’m focusing on half the time whenever it comes to writing drabbles or short stories.

18. Any OC crackships? 

I usually don’t work around shipping that way, I just kind of let the oc’s fall for who they fall for and I’m always going from there and helping them out once they have chosen, but for a crackship, I can legit imagine a thing happening between Auberon and Mathias (  they have nothing in common and have personalities that would wind the other up consistently, so for humour purposes, thats the ship  ).

19. Introduce an OC that means a lot to you (and explain why)

Ooosh, all of them do, in varying ways, but Emlyn and Helene are probably the ones that mean most simply because of the enormous weight I feel in my chest whenever I am writing about either one of them, or if they both happen to be spending time together. I find it lovely that they get along so well – but also kinda get it. I mean, they are my favourites and I have devoted most of my time toward them, so it’s only natural that they are the ones that mean a lot to me, in comparison.

20. Do any of your OCs sing? If they sing, care to share more details (headcanon voice, what kind of songs they like etc)?

Emlyn, Helene, Caleb, Taiga, Nicholai and Caerwyn can all sing fairly well, though Emlyn’s voice is a theatre trained example of how good he can actually sing outside of production performances. Hel is gifted with a naturally operatic voice / Taiga tossed himself heavily into the rock scene and has gone a lot down the Lestat route in his career attempt at becoming a musician / Nicholai has the softest & most soothing vocals ever and Caerwyn’s voice grew over the years through choir pratice (  Emlyn is also a member of his local choir in one particular verse, though the two are not at all connected  ).

21. Your most artistic OC

I would say Helene, but she doesn’t like to share her creations too often, only piano compositions. It doesn’t really count as artistic in the way I think this question means, so perhaps Anouk - she has a great deal of talent for sketching her surroundings above all else, but can also draw from life, i.e. an interesting looking person within close enough distance, she can actually focus long enough to get something down on paper, before they move away.

22. Is there any OC of yours people tend to mischaracterize? If yes, how? 

I’m genuinely not sure about this because no one has ever approached me about it, but people d o actually do this often with my canon characters, purely because they don’t pay attention to detail, or appreciate that whichever muse I am writing at the time, can sometimes be unpleasant. I am really not sure if this has happened with an original character but I certainly hope not.

23. Introduce OC that has changed from your first idea concerning what the character would be like?

I think the only one I really see a change in is Helene, focusing mainly on her run ins with vampires, I am starting to believe it has changed her dramatically. For the most part, she remains the same and untainted by events but certain scenarios that have happened over the years, all relating to vampires - have really pushed her sideways to some degree and she doesn’t stand for taking crap anymore. I recall her near bellowing at Lestat not too many years ago because she was done with his shit, but since having met Caleb, she’s calmed considerably, although she did also yell at him. She honestly has this cruel, unfair grudge against all the undead because of what Lestat did, aha.

24. If you could meet one OC of yours, who would it be and why?

Emlyn and Helene, but also their other halves as well and we could all like go out for the day. I’d just love getting to know all four of them on an even deeper level and spending time with them in the real world would be a beautiful thing, ‘cause it’d be especially nice to see how happy they are.

25. The OC that resembles you the most (same hobby, height, shared like/dislike for something etc?)

Helene started off this way and was no different to me at all really, but she’s come into her own and I am glad for it, because characters that are literally you in rp can often end up being a personal blow if a thread doesn’t go as you hoped it would and as some people are highly sensitive in the case, as they went into it with a muse that was identical to themselves, because they wanted to find a certain feeling etc, it can really sting if the oc is too much like yourself. Helene is one on her own now, so I’m not to say any more that she is anything like me. Emlyn is similar to me, but he is everything I would like to be.. he is far more outgoing and speaks his mind as and when; generally a lot more aware & sure of himself under certain circumstances, so that’s where he helps me in turn.

                            (  questions 26 —— 50 will be answered first thing tomorrow !  )

[callsign-rogueone]

Hey loving soul!

Did I read peach's second chapter the moment I saw it? Yes, guilty as charged. I made a few notes that stood out to me.

First off he asks het boundaries 🥺 (this is so normal why am I like this?) he knows that she wants to get out of the situation that guy put her in so he wants to make sure he doesn't cross those. ♡

He cradles her fingers. That's it. Liz, why do you have to make them so sweet and romantic?

Honestly if I were peach, and at this point I really wanna be, I'd get lost in his eyes too 🥰

Of course he gives her a dagger. Of course he wants her to be safe and have something to protect herself with. And our sweetest peach gives him bandages and a rope, nice trade though, now that's adorable, but she also looks out for him 🥹 (yk how many of the couples I wish I was or them or they were my parents? You make me like them more than actual people lol)

Star gazing 😍✨

I love the little line that peach asks whether or not that star would be lonely, though it was meant for her family that little line says so much about her. She cares about others and worries about those she loves.

And lastly those wishes, aren't they adorable your honor? ✨

🍑🍑🍑

Aura 🧡

hehe hi lovie!! I’m so happy you liked it. our conversation motivated me to finish it, so thank you 😅💗 re: your notes…

- yes!! our sweet boy doesn’t want to make her uncomfortable. and he’s a little shy… he doesn’t want to mess this up.

- the hand-holding is gonna happening a lot with these two hehe. I’ve mentioned it before, but he likes how soft and small her hands are compared to his. and he’ll always be super soft with her, holding her gently and being mindful of his strength.

- his eyes… we still don’t have confirmation of the color of his eyes, but the girls and I agreed that they’re a green-brown / hazel. and his freckles… he’s so pretty. yes, I said pretty, not handsome. Xaden, Garrick, Brennan, and Dain are handsome. Sawyer, Liam, Ridoc, and Bodhi are pretty. yes, there’s a difference, no, I can’t explain it.

- yes!! he wants his girl to be able to protect herself when he’s not there. she’s not a rider, and not trained in fighting or weapons, so he worries about her, even though it’s safe in the infirmary lol

- your comment about her and the stars… yes. 100%. both her and Sawyer have a lot of feelings about having left their families behind to go to Basgiath 🥺

- what do you think they wished for? 👀💫

it’s so fun writing girls who aren’t riders. a nice change of pace. but there’s so much we don’t know about the other quadrants, so I’m gonna be making things up as I go lol 🤍

[violet-child]

February 24th, 2017

My tiny NICU graduate is two whole years old today and of course I couldn’t choose just a few photos 😉 Augusten Bodhi has grown into a toddler with an amazing vocabulary, hilarious sense of humor, giant heart for others, way too smart for his own good and the sweetest smile. He’s a great big brother to Charlotte Juniper and she absolutely adores him (except when he sits on her)! I am so thankful that I get to be his mother and extremely proud of the little boy he’s becoming. Happy birthday, sweet baby. There is no greater love. 🎈🎉

[dynamicdiplomacy]

Lessons learned in a galaxy far, far away

I tutor a 7 year old boy in reading every week. He’s the sweetest and smartest kid I’ve ever met, always shows up wearing a tie (which his father says the little boy picks out every morning) and dreams of being a diplomat like his hero, Obi-Wan Kenobi. One of my policies for tutoring is that I always let the child pick out the book they want to read because it’s more fun if they enjoy the subject. Well he always picks out the Star Wars children’s books. He loves Star Wars just as much as me, numerous times we’ve gone outside in the summer and had “duels” (which usually end with us lying in the grass laughing hysterically). And the other day, we were talking about Rogue One (his parents allowed him to see it and he’s seen all the other films). I asked him, “Did you learn anything from it?” And he gave one of the best answers ever, he said “I learned that anyone can be a hero. In the other ones [films] it’s always about the Jedi and how they have special powers and they save the world but Jyn and Cass and Bodhi don’t have powers they’re just people and they saved everyone. I dont have super powers either but I can still save the world.” I almost burst into tears on the spot. Star Wars means so much to me and it’s always been a part of my life. Many years ago, it taught me that just because I was a girl doesn’t mean I can’t be strong. And it means so much to others as well. To this little boy, it taught him that he doesn’t have to be a superhero to save the world. So I say thank you, for teaching children how to be strong and confident, no matter who they are.

[growing-wonders]

Hello everyone! I hope you’re all doing well, as always. Firstly, a big happy four months to my older brother’s sweetest little boy. And in just five days, Bodhi will be exactly four months old! Yes, these two sweet boys were born only five days apart, and Aiden and I both hope they will grow up to become very good friends. I mean, they’re cousins, so we hope they’ll be close regardless, but being so close in age, it’d be nice if they would grow up to consider each other a forever friend. Speaking of “growing up,” can you believe it? FOUR MONTHS? They are growing way too fast. Honestly, I feel like these four months have flown by with incredible speed, and our sweet “little” baby is no longer so little (not that he ever really was, but still). See that difference in size as well? Bodhi now weights 18 pounds, so he’s “only” gained 2 pounds since last month, but Finnian is a whopping 14 pounds! Bodhi is also now 27 inches, while Finnian is only 24 inches. The difference in size is pretty impressive, also considering Finnian is the older of the two, haha. And obviously I know that doesn’t matter here, but damn, Bodhi is one big boy! According to Damien’s father though, Damien was also pretty big as a baby, but not as big as this kid! Bodhi also got a good appetite, and I’m curious how big he’ll eventually become (as long as he’s still a healthy weight, we’re good.) Ah, I love these sweet boys 💙

I know I’m not super active on here at the moment—I’m still trying my best to juggle everything, but I do hope that will change in maybe at least a couple more months from now, and Bodhi is a little older.

[v-writings]

1) okay but Bodhi Rook is a Soft Boy™ 😍💕 I wanna cuddle with him in my lap under a bunch of soft blankets & braid his hair🙏I wanna go on walks with him when it's cold & have him hold my arm hostage for warmth and recieve the sweetest of kisses-

aNd I Wanna hug him tight whenever he’s feeling anxious & tell him “it’ll be alright” while his face is buried in my neck, his arms squeezing my waist, hands clutching at my back 😍👌 I JUST WANNA GIVE HIM ALL THE LOVE AND KISS HIS NOSE *screams*

THIS IS ME ALL OF THIS IS ME