#but i LOVE IT SO MUCH ARRRRGH

[gabbertrapmix]

good lord this pokemon is hard to draw

(their prns are they/it/he i forgor to put it on the reference)

[sweetieviktor]

viktor x librarian!reader (headcanons + tiny scenarios)

summary: how you've meet each other, when you feel in love and your first exchange of "i love you"s.

content warning: just tooth rotting fluff and cuteness between those two. :D

author notes: i know that sooo many people writed this same idea but i can't help it, it's just so cute and so good to write!! when i was writing, the words came almost instantly and gods, i love to write fluff so much!! oh, and today, when i was re-reading this with my friend i was thinking the whole time "damn i love him" ((and i was awoken until 3am yesterday trying to finish this one but i feel sleep and couldn't end it, but i finished it this morning and now, at night time, im posting in here! anyways, hope you guys like it. :)

» the moment the doors hang open, you turn to see who it is, and as you do so, the whole world stops.

» the prettiest man you've ever seen in your life just came into the library you work in. literally, the prettiest man.

» the way his fluffy hair falls around his face and his curious eyes keep looking at everything, scanning all corners of the room, every little thing he can, shining whenever he sees something he likes.

» and his boyish little smile, barely showing his teeth, that he was giving while talking to a furry someone just by his side.

“oh hi, dear friend!” waving, heimerdinger spoke, walking with tiny, fast steps in your direction, pausing when he was close to you. meanwhile the boy beside him was walking a little slower, his cane thudding softly against the floor.

he stopped near the yordle and looked at your face, giving a polite smile, offering to you his non-occupied hand, and you shaked it, giving him a smile of yours. “i’m viktor, heimerdinger's assistant. he said you could help me with some resources i might need, and i would very much appreciate any help your books could provide.”

“i hope you don't mind him coming here to do some researches, friend. he may come here often!” the yordle laughed, looking between the two of you and then walking away.

“ehhh.. so, do you have any books about-”

» basically, this is how you and viktor knew each other, through a friend in common. and, from this day on, he came to the library more and more often.

» at first, he just showed up, asked for a book you could provide and got out of the establishment. then, he tried to strike up a small talk with you whenever he was waiting for you to look up said books. now, he just straight up rants about any experiment he may be doing at the time.

» and if you're genuinely interested in his rant, he could go for hours just explaining every little detail to you, and he would love every second of it.

» because now he is a regular, you just analyze what he is up to in the most recent days and choose some books that might be useful to him, putting them in the drawer, below the reception desk. and when this happened for the first time he was almost flustered, because you cared enough to look up, sort and search for things that he didn't even asked for.

when you heard the door swing open, you looked at it's direction, smiling as you realized who it was. “hey, viktor! welcome again!” it was the third time this week he got to the library, looking for the same type of books, so you just worked a bit ahead this time. “i don't know if it is exactly what you need but i think that you could use these ones, they have some information you might like.”

“but i still didn't ask for anything..?” he stared at you with a puzzled face, trying to understand why you were giving him those.

“i just think it goes along with your research. also, i wanted to help.” you shrugged, smiling brightly at him.

and maybe this was when he thought for the first time “damn.. i might be in love.”

» after this, he always tried to stay closer to you, to say things you might like, to show you that he cared for you just as much as you cared for him.

» he even brought coffee (he got sweet milk for himself) and pastries for you both to share one day. and this was for sure one of the best excuses to transform a boring afternoon with no clients, into a lazy reading session, this, of course, until a client came and ruined the cutesy atmosphere between the two of you.

» of course he thought about asking you out before, but it was hard. he wasn't used to the feeling of love, of liking someone so deeply like this. so what could he do besides admire you everyday he was in your library? look at you with pure adoration, chuckle lightly whenever you said something that wasn't even that funny, and after it all just show you the most beautiful, bright and in love smile.

» he didn't like to belittle himself, but he really think you would be better with someone that wasn't him. you were so different, yet so alike him, it almost felt like it was meant to be.

» then, in one of his “oh, i will stay here for 15 more minutes and then i'll go home” times (that never lasted 15 minutes, to be honest), it was almost closing time, all of your coworkers were in their homes, no more clients in, simply, not a soul in there. only you both.

» you kept looking in his direction from afar, thinking to yourself how could you get someone so intelligent, so brilliant, so beautiful, so... him. you knew what you wanted, but again, it was hard. and, if saying your feelings out loud was way too scary, writing it all down seemed easier. so, you picked up a pen and a paper, writing in it everything that was inside your chest, your heart. you poured all your feelings into every word that you scribbled down.

» until you heard him packing up his stuff. you started to panic, and now there was only two options, leave the paper as it was and try to act neutral, or try to hide it and look even more nervous? well, there's no time to think! he was already in front of you while your head was spiraling nonstop.

“hey... you are fine? you look stressed.” he examined your face, tilting his head to the side, admiring every little feature of yours. your pretty eyes, your nose, your kissable lips...

“yes! i'm completely fine, no need to worry!” you put your hands on top of the little confession, smiling anxiously, hoping that he don't notice the sweet words you wrote down just for him.

“oh, what did you got there?” he looked at the paper, then at you, and back to paper. on a common day you would like to have his focus only on you, but it was making you even more nervous now, your stomach was turning itself, your hands were cold and trembling. and when he noticed it, he took your hand in his, and you could feel that he was shaking too. “hey... look,” he took a deep breath, almost like he didn't want to continue, like he was still choosing the right words to say. “i understand that some things we just want to keep them personal, only for ourselves. so, ehh, you don't have to show me what you wrote.”, he said with a nervous smile displayed on his lips, while caressing your knuckles with an almost feather-like touch, too afraid to ruin the moment and lose you right now.

and you didn't want to lose him too. even with your brain telling you that you shouldn't tell him, your heart knew you needed to say it, breaking itself or not. so it was now or never. “well... recently i've been thinking about our friendship, about what it could possibly be, about you.” you averted your gaze to the ground, wishing that you came up with fancier words and a better way to confess to him before it all, but you couldn't turn back now. “honestly i can't stop thinking about you, it's like you consumed every logical thought in my brain, everything that wasn't... you.” finally you looked at his eyes, just to see he already looking at you, eyes finally shining for you, because of you. “i love you, viktor. with everything in me, i really love you.” it seemed so right to say these three little words to him, to let him know how you felt since the first time you've seen him.

“and i love you too.” he came closer to you, still with his hand on yours, but now holding it gently, intertwining your fingers together, pressing quickly his lips in yours, smiling in pure awe, completely lovestruck after it. “i love you more than anything, my little star.”

[absurdthirst]

Kinktober 2024: October 10th

Day 10: Face Sitting // Lingerie // Overstimulation

Dave York x F!Reader

Rating: Explicit

Word Count: 885

Warnings: Restraints, vibrators, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, sub/dom dynamics

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“I can’t-” you gaps out, body jerking and trying to pull away from the tortuous vibrations of the wand. It's painful and beautiful all at the same time, making you twist away but the velcroed ropes keep you right where he wants you. 

“Yes you can.” He chuckles quietly. His eyes are flat and emotionless, although you know that he’s pleased by the smirk on his face. Showing you that he has no intention of letting up, even if he’s pulled the toy away from your swollen clit. “And you will.” 

You whimper, closing your eyes as your chest heaves and the sweat that has pooled on your skin starts to cool under the soft whirl of the fan overhead. Unable to remember exactly how many times he’s made your body cum, the sheets are soaked and your slit leaks like a waterfall. 

Feeling the tremors of your body slowly start to subside, you cry out when the brush of his fingers against your clit is too much. Immediately ramping your body back up and sending your pulse through the roof. 

It’s too much. A sob and fat tears leaking out of the corners of your eyes when his thumb presses and rubs a tight circle at the overwrought nerves. Sending another shockwave and painful pleasure through you and making you bite your lip to cut down on the noise. 

“You like it.” Dave watches your face before he looks back down at your cunt. You're swollen, slick with wave after wave of fresh and drying cum. The engorged flesh just excites him, the sweet cries making him hum in pleasure. Your body is nearly pliant with fatigue, but you will take another one. 

Curling your fingers into fists, you try to control your breathing, listening to the small voice in the back of your mind that tells you to relax. Taking you to a place where the demands are not so harsh and insistent, the gentle breeze rolling across your heated skin. Almost able to hear the sound of water lapping against the shore. 

Only to be brought back to reality when Dave pulls his fingers away and replaces them with the wand.

“Arrrrgh!” You gasp out, unable to suck in air in surprise and nearly choke. Your eyes are flying open and immediately your temperature skyrockets again. Skin moistening and slick with sweat that didn’t finish drying. “Dave!”

He loves to push you, to go beyond the boundaries normal people set and see what can be endured. To weld control over your body and its reactions. It’s already gone from pleasure to pain, back to pleasure and now you are hovering somewhere in the regions of unbearable. Still he doesn’t let up. Pushing for more. The vibrations of the electric toy rumble against your nearly numb clit and you feel your stomach clenching to the same rhythm. 

Tears roll down your temples and disappear into your hair, soaking it once more. Watching as he continues to hold the wand to your core and lets the effects ripple through your entire nervous system. 

“You look so pretty.” He coos, although you almost think that he’s mocking you. The smirk on his face is so intense that you cinch your eyes closed so you don’t have to see it. Only to have him press into you a little harder with the wand, making it even more intense and making you hiccup in surprise. 

“Tell me you like it.” Dave demands, his smooth jaw sharp and rigid as he watches you. 

“I- I like it.” You pant, even as your fingernails bite into your palms in an effort to keep from keening. 

“Tell me you want more.” He adds, pressing the button and increasing the intensity to make you squeal and shake. Your ability to form any coherent words stolen by the buzzing of the toy that stuns you. “Tell me.” He growls, demanding an answer. 

“I - I - I lo-ve it!” You manage to choke out, feeling that familiar burn in your core building up again. It’s not tension anymore, throbbing and beating into you, like a hammer. 

Panting, you whimper every time the wave pulses over you. Pulling at the bonds that keep you lashed to the bed and at his mercy. “Dave- D-D-Dave.” You wince when the next pulse hurts just as much as it feels good. 

“So close.” He hums, chuckling again. “You are so close, sweetheart. Doing so well. You’re going to cum again, aren’t you?” 

Shaking your head no, you try not to let him get to you. Try to ignore the way the vibrator works your core. “No.” 

“Yes you are.” His eyes flash dangerously, his mouth tightening into a grim line. Hovering over you, he grabs your jaw, leaning in. “Give me another one.” He demands. 

Whining, your body obeys him. It’s primed to obey him, the snapped out order digging into your nerves and pushing you over the edge again. Your cry is loud, almost a sob as the fire licks through you and burns you. Shaking harshly and trying to close your legs even though you can’t. Overstimulated, your body aches as he finally pulls away the wand, making you sigh in relief. Even if it might be short lived. Dave York isn’t through with you yet. 

[let-me-burn-in-peace]

DO YOU PEOPLE REALIZE THAT MCGUCKET'S BACKSTORY MIRRORS ICE KING'S STORY SO MUCH???

I can't fucking do this anymore bro.

Something something forgetting your loved ones and everything about yourself just to protect yourself and the people you love but in doing so you are turned into a shell of your former self.

ARRRRGH.

[period-of-nocturne]

just wanted to say i loved your tags on the shinonome siblings post you just reblogged. so insightful! these two make each other better in their own backwards ways—akito who doesn’t want to end up like ena, beaten down and lost without her passion, and ena who wants to be a better sister for him…

i think there’s something to be said for how ena is the eldest, and also the “problem child” of the family. akito has learned to mediate and protect because of her, and i think in a perfect world where we actually focus on the shinofamily dynamic in-canon, there would be some guilt there. both of them were forced to grow up fast, but akito especially, since ena was stuck in the same place for Years without maturing. aghhh

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah thanks ! I haven't touched pjsk in months but somehow those two still live in my brain it's worse than a disease

And definitely. She's the older sibling but it's like Akito tried to become his older sister's older brother at some point. Or maybe he didn't really tried and it just kind of happened. But in both case Ena would hate this with all her heart because 'How Dare He I'm Supposed To Be The Older One Here! Anyway bring me cheesecake thanks' or something like that.

It's funny to think it happened around the time Akito has his growth spurt too. And also terrible for Ena because it makes it worse. One day he was just her baby brother and the next he's taller than her. And on top of that he's stealing her bigger sibling role and handle her while she's being a messy capricious mess who snaps on him when he didn't deserved it.

I frame it as Ena being upset at Akito because it's probably how I'd pretend to react in her situation - And she could do the same too - but we all know she'd just be pissed at herself in reality. She'd just hate being stuck here as a total mess, snapping on her baby brother who never did anything wrong and never refuses her anything despite how much he can complain about her, and looking at him becoming the responsible one, taking care of her instead of the opposite and progressing towards his own dream. And he probably didn't told her what's going on in Vivid Street, too. And she probably saw his frustration build up more and more each day without knowing why. And in the state she was in where you don't think rationally and hate yourself so much, when someone is upset and you don't know why and you already feel like you failed them so much you then to think it's all your fault. Granted, she probably added onto it when snapping on him, but it wasn't just that. There was much more going on than just that.

Anyway I'm not sure where I'm going. I think I read the word 'guilt' and thought of Ena immediately because of course she must feel terribly guilty for everything she did back then even if she'll never outright say it or not before another year manifesting for Shinonome event 2 if it still hasn't dropped.

Oh and yeah the way her father and teacher talked to her at the time, implying she wasn't ready yet or not serious enough, or too emotional (ofc men had to put down a girl for being too emotional too. Of course.) to become an artist and actually improve when she was just a TEENAGER. tiskkzkalktkfjabnt'tlzkdkgkfkek. Stupid teacher blaming a 14 years old for seeking attention. As if it was an extremely weird, uncommon and unacceptable teenager behaviour. As if she wouldn't grow out of it later without all of your stupids inputs of jaded depressed old artists. Arrrrgh.

I start rambling again. Never get me started on the Shinonome I'm unstoppable. I could even keep going but I'll stop here and shorten it to : You're so right you totally get it

[katyspersonal]

Still looking at the face reveals dump ( x ) for Dark Souls 1 because as an autistic artist I will actually explode if I get someone's eye or hair color wrong or whatnot

Quelana likewise has dark brown hair! I am not sure whether red(ish) eyes are something common though, because with Quelaag, it isn't so clear whereas her eyes are red or it is just lighting effect

(From Crest ( x ))

(From this ( x ) post)

Pharis has beautiful amber eyes, apparently! Also I was sure she is blonde, but nope, it is just bright shade of brown hair :thonkery:

Americus has very emerald eyes though, I love this :>

Beatrice likewise has reddish brown eyes tho! Honestly they changed her so much, because in cut content version she instead had grey hair and green eyes:

And also was a kid.. I can only assume they changed her to not straight up plagitarize Schierke from Berserk lol

Back on the 'blonde character doesn't necessarily have blue eyes' bullshit I guess fdhsdhf ....is Sieglinde blond tho? I am not sure, her hair looks golden brown colored, but hair color that is actually called 'golden brown' is more brown than this color. arrrrgh what IS it called!!

Anastasia has REALLY big eyes tho. And pretty square jaw. Based

Also girl what is this color lol. Beautiful

This is actually bullshit lmao, it doesn't look "hideous and grappling with her humanity" at all! I assume her appearance at the timing of the game should be put through Hollowing filter, or at least have traces of it?

[emilykaldwen]

@princestalea continuing this here lol

Yeah, I get the Elmo point… somewhat. I love that you wrote him like a lil bitter bitch - in my humble opinion - but something that nags me is Alicents plan. What’s up with that? As much as I love mommy Hightower, her scheming scares me. I figure, if Abby asked nicely enough, they could make the Cassandra and spikes thing happen. After all, EVERYBODY (maybe not sweet Abby) knows that it was someone from their own ranks that toasted Harwin and Lyonel alive… what wouldn’t he do for his own sister but sacrifice people? If the weirwood centaur (?) actually tells her that when he was speaking to her, says there was something suspicious about that night, how would Abby react? ARRRRGH! I can’t wait to read more!

I'm genuinely fascinated by these thoughts and questions so I hope you don't mind!

Elmo Tully: See, not once did I think Elmo was being a little bitter bitch. Aegon's pov was certainly judgemental, but Larys, Alicent, and Otto were also playing tennis with him. As Aegon notices: Larys pushes Elmo onto the back foot, twisting his justifiable concerns to look petty and like he was a bitter little bitch. From Elmo's POV, let's say Vizzy ends up naming Aegon as heir. Their eldest son becomes heir to the iron throne, a second son would take Harrenhal, but what happens, for example, if that Harrenhal son ends up becomes king? Or if there is only one heir, who inherits both the throne *and* Harrenhal? Remember, House Targaryen only has one other inherited house and that's Dragonstone, part of the crownlands. This is potentially the first time the crown is taking land from one of the realms to absorb it in there. That's not only taking land, but income, from vassals that the Iron Throne is beholden to in a Feudal system.

What else can the throne take, then? His paramount seat?

Remember in Chapter one, Lord Wylde wonders if they should install a new Lord Paramount if the Tullys can't keep their bannermen in place.

“Incentive for not letting their bannerman destroy harvests?” Tyland Lannister snorted, reclined in his chair as if he were the one running the meeting. “That’s their duty. If they can’t do it, then there’s a bigger issue to deal with.” “Perhaps a betrothal,” Lord Beesbury spoke up, his eyes darting from Larys’ to hers. Alicent straightened, watching the man try to figure out how to present his own suggestion. “The Tullys are proud, and the Riverlands command a great host when they come together. Lord Tully’s great-grandson is around Princess Helaena’s age. It would be a show of friendship and goodwill.” “A show of a dragon is what you mean, isn’t it?” Her father’s voice cut in smoothly, but she could see the annoyance in his eyes at the prospect of Helaena being sent to the Riverlands.

Also don't forget: Alicent is trying to protect her children, not to mention, it's not JUST her. Otto is also playing a game here too! And boy, is this game sooooo fun!

Does everyone know it was someone from their own ranks? There's suspicions of course. Corlys Velaryon, Daemon Targaryen, Larys Strong, even later on Viserys Targaryen, were all rumored suspects outside of it simply being a tragic turn of fate. Alicent Hightower thinks Larys did it to allow her to get Otto back into the position of hand - she has no idea that Viserys was the one who ordered it. She thinks it's her fault.

So there's no weirwood centaur. As Abby says, it's one of the Green Men from the Isle of Faces! Which I did plan and write before the season started. They had a 'blink and you'll miss it' cameo in the final episode.

If for whatever reason the Green Men knew something underboard had gone done at Harrenhal and told her, it would absolutely fuck with her. I can definitely see her becoming fixated on that mystery.

For now, only Aegon and Jace (and Larys) know the full truth, and Alicent only knows of Larys' involvement and what he told her.

[lilyrizzy]

this is very overdue, but I think I've re-read signs of a lifetime three times since I last mentioned I was halfway thru it with you 🥹 and I'm finally here to gush about it bc I am OBSESSED. obsessed!!

I'm a bit of a sucker for a main character who's silently suffering through it all, and this is jack hughes at his core. trying his best and suffering so much more because of it. up 'til now, I don't think I've really read a jacknico fic that had such an emphasis on the language barrier between Jack and the rest of the Hischiers, which, amazingly done. The internal frustration and the bypassing of the conversation around Jack and his struggle to try and keep up (along with the gut wrenching moment where Jack admits he doesn't really know French either, and the feeling of not being good enough, just, arrrrgh! such good angst).

I love how deep we are in Jack's mind. Everything he's thinking, everything he's feeling, I'm also experiencing it tenfold. The disconnect between him and Luca, the way Luca is so defensive/protective of Nico but at the expense of Jack's comfort and inclusion was soooo good. I kept scrolling back and rereading parts to re-envision the scene again, it was so emotional for me.

(Side note the egg bit was so funny to me, I laughed way too loud in the middle of the night.)

Jumping straight into the Samuel reveal, I've never rooted harder for Jack to dropkick a guy LOL. the callousness of this dude--he's a great character! I enjoyed antagonizing Samuel in my head, I enjoyed Jack getting pissed the hell off with him, and I enjoyed the rapidly escalating tension in that scene. it was so chef's kiss. what a way for mission: win over the hischiers to crumble in that moment.

(Second side note: I also really liked the mirror of the hughes family and the hischier family as both sports families, but in a fundamentally different direction. IRL, I think it shows in Nico and Jack's approach to sports in the league too. it was perfectly set up.)

I'm rambling now, but when Jack was finally able to start making connections with Nico's family, I was all in. The talk with Rino in the living room. Nina technically always kind of having Jack's back. Katja being so gentle with Jack as he's trying to speak their language. the true heart-to-heart with Luca, them finally relating over how protective they are of Nico. It was so good. I keep saying it but it is SO GOOD.

(Third side note: the smut was incredible. this is had to take breaks for. I was yelling a little too much into a pillow over it. jack was a force of nature and the way you wrote nico was INCREDIBLE. holy shit)

this fic was such a treat to read (and re-read!) I'm so glad it was recommended to me. I can't get enough of it. thank you for writing and sharing!! 😊

oh this was the loveliest ask to wake up to <3 I almost didn't post it so I could keep it in my inbox forever. thank you so much for liking this story and my jack! he's very near and dear to me. i wanted this story to be a little of character study for him.

this story started bc i was thinking a lot about the differences of their family and upbringing, their attitudes towards hockey etc so I'm glad you enjoyed that part especially! honestly, it was so fun to write a situation where no one (apart from nico's ex lol) is the bad guy!

thank you thank you thank you <3

[ladyinbooks]

The fantastic DarKymi has created a bound copy of Path to Paradise! It looks absolutely fantastic!

You can find it HERE.

I love the simple elegance of it, and the dark, slightly old-school feel of the binding. It (very appropriately in my opinion!) puts me in mind of the Bibles that used to be lurking around when I was in Secondary school. And the endpaper is perfection. Suitably gothic, with just a lovely hint of Spring, renewal and rebirth. Also, I can’t go without mentioning the font, which I love. It’s so gorgeously readable, and easy on the eyes.

And as for the cover? Perfection! Dan’s swoooords! And wings! Hello, yes, I am getting a very Righteous Man vibe from this. Hess (and I) very much approve! 😍

A huge, huge thank you to DarKymi, for creating this masterpiece! P2P is actually in print! And on someone’s bookshelf! ARRRRGH! You have no idea how much this means to me! Thank you! ❤️❤️❤️🤗

[melissa-titanium]

gets so evil. 27 & 28

O HO HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO HHHHHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO . EVIOLLEST GRIN SMIRK DEVIOUS GRRRRRROWL HEEEEEEEEHEHHEHE OHOHO KO OK OK OKKO OK OK OK O OK OK O OKOK. OK. OK. COLLECTS MYSELF. SHUFFLES PAPERS ON DESK. ahem ahem

27 : favorite carapacian . . .

OH MY GOODNESS!!!!!!!!!!!! THIS IS SO HARD AUUURRGGGHHHHHH ARRRRGH OK OK OK OK OK KO. my top THREE. ARE WV PM AND MS. PAINT (she counts.right. if im wrong Kill me))....... forgive me PELASE if i am forgeting some one that ihave spoken highly of before it is likeme to competlely forget oneofmy favorite characters becauseogmy GODDAM NRBAIN8SHREH8UHURGSSEIU . ALSO IWAS GOINGTO FIND FUNNY MESSAGES I FLIPPED OUT OVER THE FIRST TIME I SAW WV BUT ICANT FIND THEM *SCREAMS SO LOUD I KILL EVERYONE WITHIN A 57 MILE RADIUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!* icant icant fully expalin ..why ilovethem all .beacuse iam bad at that..BUT.......... wv?! incredible. war torn (i think ythats the word) old man who (ifi am REMEMBERING CORRECTLY. ihavent reread homestuck ina while mymemory is so bad imsory) fucin lead an army to fight against thr king I THINK.. hesjusyt :( hes so aweseome and iT GRRRRRRRRRRMAKES ME SO FUCKING SNARLLLLLLSNARLLLLLLLL ANGRY GROWWWWWLLLLLLLL MAD HOW THE FANDOM TREATS HIM!!!!!!!!!!!!! *TRANSFORMS INTOA WERE WOLF FUCKING MAULS SOME ONE** also not inmy top three BUT. page 1315 is so fucking funny godBLESS

28 : least favorite carapacian . . .

AUGH! AUGH! AUGH AGUH AUGGGGGE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I HAVE TOO MUCH LOVE IN MY HEART!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! jk that isa LIE thats a lie thts a lie im lying .Im a liar BUT. idontthink i hate any ofthecarapacians... Wanting to beat the shit out of Does not equate to Hating i think . .. i DO want to beat the shit out of jack ... BUT IDONT THINK THAT ..IS HATE..... OR DISLIKE........ ithkn hes funny as fuc :) THSIISUCHA HARD QUETSO NTOANSEWR ARRRRRRGGGGHHHHHHHH . BARE WITH ME I NEED TO REREAD HOMESTUCK 10000 MORE TIMES ANDTHEN ICAN REMEBER WHO IWANTTO RIP TO BLOODY VIOLENT PIECES AGAIN . . .

[gardentranquility]

i still love pvz so much but arrrrgh i have no post ideas

[hazelwitch800]

I'm here for the ask gamee!! I wanna make sure how alike we are haha sooo 4, 19, 23, 29, and 39...Is that too many? It's way too many lol, feel free to choose between them

Lin!!! Omg you're an angel, thank you for giving me the opportunity to be so self indulgent! And I want to hear all of your responses to these questions in turn 😏

4. What’s a word that makes you go absolutely feral?

Omg wow I found this so hard arrrrgh! I think I find this one hard because there's not a word in particular that I love, but I absolutely WILL go feral over a writer's word choice, especially when it's anything surprising or interesting or creative that just makes me think oh wow, what a great word! I do actually have a list of "good words" on my notes app though lol, so here is a selection of some of those: tranquil, raw, permeate, hollow, scorched, lethargy, deft (there were many others lol what a strange list 😅)

19. Tell me a story about your writing journey. When did you start? Why did you start? Were there bumps along the way? Where are you now and where are you going?

I only started properly writing at the beginning of 2022, but I really have been writing here and there all my life. I was a total bookworm as a kid, and was always writing stories. The first job I ever wanted was to be an author 😁 I have loads of old notebooks from my teenage years filled with snippets of prose and poems, but I never really finished anything or wrote anything cohesive. I feel like discovering the Internet was a major road block because it ruined my attention span and I barely read a book for years! Honestly, fanfiction was the intense hyperfixation I needed to get myself into gear - I've never had such a strong urge to create before!

23. Describe the physical environment in which you write. Be as detailed as possible. Tell me what’s around you as you work. Paint me a picture.

Ooh I love this - the environment I write in feels super important to me. Okay, so, sometimes, it's at my desk at home during the working day (sssshhhh!), accompanied by the modern day working from home soundtrack: the ping of Teams messages. Other times, it's on the sofa, snuggled under my electric blanket turned up to the max. And when I can make it work, it's in my favourite place of all - my local library. It has a beautiful reading room panelled in old, dark wood, and there's a huge skylight up above. It's a wonderful, peaceful place to work. Maybe not so great for when I'm writing smut 😁

29. Where do you draw your inspiration? What do you do when the inspiration well runs dry?

When I first started writing, I honestly felt like inspiration just threw itself at me from the void, lol. Nowadays, it's harder. Honestly, I think a lot of my inspiration comes via logical thinking, just trying to figure out what a certain character might do or say in a given situation and letting that guide me. Ooh, also, the act of writing in itself is SO important for me inspiration-wise - there is SO much that just comes to me as I'm writing. Like it just seems to appear in my mind. Which is annoying as it means outlining or plotting beforehand doesn't really work for me, I have to have a half idea and then see how it plays out on the page!

39. What keeps you writing when you feel like giving up?

Honestly... Self discipline hahaha. That feels like such a sad thing to admit. But I'm the type of person who likes to see things through to the end. I rarely just WANT to write, but I make the time to and I keep at it. I am actually taking more breaks recently, though, and intend to take a longer break to fully recharge soon :)

[exlibrisfangirl]

Wait, it's your birthday?

Happy Birthday!

You are an incredible friend (and my first tumblr friend) and I hope that your birthday and your year bring you all of the good things that you deserve. Love you 💖🥳🎂

Ay, 'tis now! (Jan 2nd) 🥰

*BONK INCOMING*

ARRRRGH, I MISSED. THE WHOLE BLOODY SEA INTERNET AND ABOUT 3,000 MILES GOT IN ME WAY.

Thank you so much, Shye! I love you! 💛

[bishiglomper]

I actually have a good start on this Hazbin OC fic.. it's probably got a chapter or two worth of words. Havent counted yet. 👀 and that's just starting from the top. I have other scenes.

But I am the absolute worst at following through on shit. Like chapters. I get the worst mental blocks.. psych myself out. 👉👈

But I'm really curious to know if it'd be accepted/liked. I feel most OC centric fics aren't that popular but ocs are so so fitting in the Hellaverse. Same with pokemon, I PREFERRED OC centric stories there. I love all the Hellaverse OCs I wanna play wth them almost as much as the main cast 🥺

Argh if I could at least have a full outline I might consider posting a bit. But alas.

I want plot. I'm missing a good catalyst. I have a before and after but not so much a why 🫣😭

Arrrrgh imma need to join a discord or something so I can throw ideas around

Don't think I wanna rp though?? ...maybe just a little?

Also if I do go public I'm so asking people to let me throw some cameos in there. Also arts. I would do arts. Arrrgh this fandom got me in a grip. Gnawing at the bars of my enclosure

Also I somehow have an AU where it's just a hanahaki one-shot plus a part two (Because it ends on a hurt/ no comfort and I can't abide by that lmao)

MAYBE I CAN DO A SOFT DEBUT WITH THAT. 🙊

[mikibaby94]

I love these so much like ARRRRGH THEYRE JUST SO CUTE HELP

*plonk* Luaisy friendship dump ✨

and for my dear friend @silenzahra, your bookworm hc drawn out! hope you likie

Luaisy love dump dropping soon ;)

[katyspersonal]

maria: You say, people... love me? But how could I even remain the symbol of hope, after all the meaningfully cruel and disgraceful acts...

me: Ah, right, they do love you a lot, but you are errrr.... less symbol of hoooope... you are more like, a symbol of hate and toxicity, and like, every single harassment within the fandom since 2016 has been done in YOUR name, people go at each others throats for you, any attempts to comprehend your complexity and gentle side are seen as ill-faithed attack on queer women and as misogyny in general, they also say that if you've seen how miserable and desperate your teacher became unable to accept your death you'd hate him and stab him because you are ruthless and naturally lack compassion for apparently the terrible horror of an old softman in a wheelchair.

maria:

maria: Perhaps, this is the remembrance well deserved for someone like me... *wipes a single tear*

me: Noooo, no, wait, please don't cry! Arrrrgh! Why I even told her the truth?!

simon: I think, someone must have, Kat... The sugar-coated lies about what the wide spread praise and adoration of her truly brought has been going on long enough... Even after remorse and atonement, we are followed by the shadows of our former sins. Heh heh... The work on the consequences of our action entails-

brador: Oh, really, now? Her admirers are going this far? Hah! Brings back memories of the things people did in the name of "his eminence". Humanity is never changing!

simon: *crawls in the corner and starts sobbing because of Brador appearing :(*

me: Hey you lil shit, you didn't let the cool guy finish his thought!! :/

brador: Oh, forgiiiiiive me, have I neglected listening to someone's critical and thought-out remarks regarding Lady Maria, to add my bitter remark instead? 🙄 I am pleased, as I must have met the expectation, as I am quite a big fan of her.

maria: *giggles a little*

me: Okay, that was actually smart, not gonna lie

edgar: Simon, you are pathetic! Is this what it takes you to curl up and whine? You would not bear with HALF of what I am dealing with all the time!

brador: No one cares for what white cis male has to say lmaoooooo!

me: BRADOR, STOP PLAYING THE "AVERAGE MARIA FAN" GAME!!!!

brador: *hisses like a cat and runs away on all four, runs back just to stab Simon, runs away again but this time knocking Maria's table for no other reason but just to be feral bastard*

yamamura: Oh no, they killed Simon!

me: BASTARDS!!!

simon: I am used to it... *dies and drops a photo that was on Maria's table*

maria: Wait, the photo from the workshop... I thought I've lost it! I still wanted to remember him by something, it was not his fault that the wretched curiosity... and I...

brador, voice echoing from afar: Look how hard he gaslighted her to blame herself for what she did because of him! Cis white males strike again right?! Ahahahaha!

me: Okay, I am sick of this gag :/ Edgar, help me to make Brador stop being cringe! ...Edgar, where are you?

edgar: *runs away because situation is becoming too reminiscent of how Micolash trolls him*

me: So much boasting and all for nothing.

paleblood hunter: *is killing patients but not to release them from the torment, but because they are blood-thirsty sociopath*

gratia: *gratia*

blood: *borne*