#but like. idk. something about it with the delight Specifically is sticking with me a lot.

[thegreatyin]

y'know, it probably feels weird for the scoundrel to admit, but they feel surprisingly comforted to be back on their ship for a change. they finally have control of the situation, they're finally around people they (vaguely) trust, they- wait a minute hold on what was that line

oh

oh no

oh no the horrors just keep getting worse and worse for them

[calware]

I love your young!Rose design with the braids & hair beads, it reminds me of the Black girls i knew in elementary school (2005-2011), so its deffo “period accurate” and also a delightful choice. The way you draw the human kids in general is really nice, youre really good at conveying specific features with minimal lines (like her & Mom’s nose shape). Do you have any tips for how you draw faces to make them not same-face or repetitively “white” features, especially when drawing in a less “realistic” style (i dont wanna say your style is cartoony but idk what i would call it tbh)? I took a life drawing class back in 2019 but we mostly drew the same two models or our classmates, and it was both a limited pool of features plus feels hard to translate into art that isnt attempting to be 100% realistic.

Sorry if this is rambly. Congrats on 10k. Love ur new icon, tho i miss the Horb. Do you take commissions? I think i asked this before but i forgetful af.

thank you for the ask :)!! i'm really flattered that you think i'm good at avoiding same-face syndrome because i am VERY LAZY when it comes to drawing and i could definitely be doing a better job ;^^ i'm also not the best at drawing people diversely(?), it's just something i have to get better at. there are people way more qualified than me to give advice about this... but i can try giving some tips

the first is that, like with anything, if i'm not confident that i can accurately portray something or a specific feature i will usually look up a reference. i like paying attention to things like the position of the browbone, height of the cheekbones, shape of the chin, shape of the eyes, length/width of the face, width of the nostrils, shape/position of the bridge of the nose, roundness of the cheeks, etc. when i draw characters (specifically the homestuck characters i like, because i think about them a lot) i have an idea in my head of how they look and how they differ from one another. for example i see jade with a longer diamond-shaped face while rose has a shorter heart-shaped face, so i do my best to depict that in my drawings

(idk if this illustration makes ANY SENSE bc like i said i think that i also struggle with pushing myself in regards to this and i think i still have more to learn/practice)

i think it comes down to paying attention to the proportions/types of specific facial features and adjusting them each to create a unique face

that said when it comes to stylizing what you see from photographic references, i understand that it can be tricky to simplify it. i really don't have any advice for this.... i just play around with it until it looks good while also being recognizable as the specific thing i'm trying to draw.......... so in that case i think it helps to use other people's art as a reference too! i don't really care about sticking to one "style" so i don't mind drawing in a slightly different way if i want to do something another artist is also doing. so for example if you're struggling with drawing 4c hair i recommend looking at other people's drawings of characters with 4c hair that you like and playing around with if you can incorporate their techniques into your own art.

i hope this all made sense ;^^ there are definitely a lot of tutorials out there that are way more informative than this one

also, to answer your last question, i plan to open up a few commission slots next week! (as long as i have enough time to that is)

[vitamango]

Oh! Hello there! Here's something different! A rare text post! I realize I interact very rarely here (and tbh interact very rarely on social media at all, in recent years) but I'm trying to figure out a nicer balance than just dead radio silence.

I guess, hi hello. I'm King -- I'm a nonbinary artist. I draw. I love video games and cute things. And I am trying to beat my anxiety over using social media back with a stick. I dunno how many of my followers are still active here, but regardless of whether you have found me recently or stuck with me for years, you guys really mean a lot to me. It's a really quiet little corner of the internet, but it's mine, and I find comfort in knowing that there's someone out there who was kind enough to take a moment out of their life to see my work.

I want to challenge myself to start posting a little more so I'm slowly posting some of my old art backlog, but maybe also just chattering mindlessly and finding comfort in blogging again.

Man, it's really been a while since I last posted a text post, huh. To be honest, somewhere in the last 2-5 years, I've developed some kind of crippling fear of being perceived and just kind of drop my art on social media like a cat dropping a dead mouse on someone's pillow for praise and just disappear back into the ether. I miss it, though! I miss interaction even if I'm not a particularly chatty person in blog form but, hell, it's a blog and it's silly to be worried about blogging... on a blog.

So here I am. I think part of the anxiety has stemmed from trying to slowly make the switch to twitter and there being so many unspoken rules of engagement on twitter that at some point it all just got all twisted up into a big ball of "well idk how to interact so I guess I won't!" and somehow that just kind of extended to pretty much every social media thing I have. It's kind of wild how hostile social media feels nowadays -- is it just me? I know I have a lot of anxiety but I hope someone out there relates!

Tumblr is a strange blogging platform, isn't it? It makes interacting with people kind of hoop-jumpy and difficult, and yet it still feels a lot more approachable than something like twitter in my opinion (my beloathed).

I've been considering making the jump to Cara seeing so many other artists do the same (and I have made an account), but to be honest, the idea of maintaining yet another social media account fills me with so much bone-deep exhaustion.

I've been really struggling with artblock recently and finding it difficult to find enjoyment in the hobby that I loved so much and has been so formative to me. It feels strangely alienating finding myself incapable of producing artwork the way I used to, but it's been a slow work in progress. Reviving my social media accounts is a step in some direction, honestly! Or at least, I'm hoping it will be.

Tangentially related, I don't draw a lot of fanart -- not because I'm not a fan of things but more because if I spend the energy on drawing, I often want to spend it on original creations (as the #1 and singular fan in that fandom LOL), but I always feel like I should do it more often -- mostly because it's such a delight to see other fans trickle in out of the woodwork. I think this every time in the rare occasions I do post fanwork, haha!

Anyways, I'm not actually expecting anyone to read this but if you did, hello! I hope you, specifically, (yes, you!!!) have the bestest of days! ;)

469th post on this blog, too. Nice.

[itookyoudown]

so sorry to bother you with this but im watching justified for the first time and you seem like The Premier Tim Gutterson blog/the person to ask. so when Art calls Tim a powder keg, he also refers to him as an Iraq veteran, but Tim only ever mentions serving in Afghanistan (as far as I can remember). Do you think Art just conflates the two conflicts given the time period and made a mistake? Or could Tim have served in both and just never mentioned Iraq? Given the differences in perception between the conflicts, especially concerning civilians, I don’t think it’s completely out of line for Tim to not want to discuss it with his coworkers but idk. Art’s line just seems like such a fundamental Tim Line, but it also doesn’t line up. (so sorry to dump that in your lap, it’s just been bugging me for like three weeks now lol)

yo you could never bother me with a question about Justified or my best boy Tim Gutterson. that is why this blog even exists. this ask is a delight, for real. feel free to hop into my inbox any time.

honestly, you're absolutely justified (hehe) in being bugged about this and you're not alone!! i've had this exact topic of discussion lots of times with many different justies and i do believe some of the greatest Tim Gutterson stan minds around have played ball with this confusing information. i think there are three main ways to approach this issue:

(1) you can believe that Art made a mistake and is conflating Afghanistan with Iraq. this mistake is deliberate and meant to convey that Art doesn't know Tim on a personal level, only a professional one. on a deeper level, this could represent civilians meshing these two invasions and two countries together.

(2) you can think the writers themselves conflated Afghanistan with Iraq and/or made a mistake in the writer's room forgetting Tim's history and nobody noticed/corrected it because let's be real poor even Jacob Pitts spent all of season 1 lost on who his character was supposed to be because uh nobody told him.

(3) the writers didn't make a mistake with Art's line about Iraq, but they did make a mistake in not fully confirming all of Tim's service history. maybe Tim has talked about it and he revealed something specific about his stint(s) in Iraq and that's why Art defaults to talking about it in the heat of the moment.

considering we only have Tim himself confirm Afghanistan (he mentions the Taliban, Mark references Bagram, etc) it's totally fair to disregard Art's comment on Iraq and say Tim only served in Afghanistan.

however! considering the writer's room consistently dropped the ball on Boyd's military service…i do also think it's fair to believe that Tim served in both Afghanistan and Iraq and the writers just once again did a bad job integrating a veteran's service history and revealing it in the plot. also, Colt is a "double winner" and served in both. since Colt + Tim serve as narrative foils there is a poetic slant in making Tim a double winner too.

at the end of this ramble i will say this is one of those intriguing sticking points that i don't feel strongly about because i believe there's room for differing head canons to co-exist depending on writer needs when people are writing fanfiction or roleplaying. i regard this continuity error in the same vein as what the hell is up with frances' date of death.

did Tim serve only in Afghanistan?

or did Tim serve in Afghanistan and Iraq?

justie's choice!

[lyraeon]

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i think my problem, at least on some level

is that I want to be allowed to just be an idiot for a while

but i don't know how to not know the answer to something without it feeling like the end of the world

like this was meant as a joke post but no i?? think i accidentally just hit the nail on the head?

the hot metal embarrassment pouring through my veins any time I'm incorrect or just don't know something I Should

and obviously there are plenty of things i don't know and no way anyone could know all of them and very frequently i am able to act completely normal about not knowing something and have it go by without it being a big deal or even noticing

like i don't need to know every recipe for every dish ever, i think it would be hard to get me to feel cornered on a food question unless you were deliberately trying

hell i can't even think of any specific examples of things I've not known and gotten mortified over recently

but the fear is so strong???

like i think it or rather whatever the root fear it's a piece of is the thing slowly shutting me down lately, making my world smaller and smaller

i probably just don't like being wrong

but it's it's taken "not playing nicely with my OCD" and turned it into

geez this really was meant to be a joke post

but yeah it's just the constant state in there

wow

hmm

yeah this was just supposed to be a joke about how my problem is I'm tired of being mom-coded because it means I'm not allowed to be an idiot without it being a sign of severe negligence, and my friends who are just unabashedly dumbasses seem to have so much more fun and don't have to look like sticks in the mud constantly

and that most the creators i admire are just goofballs doing stuff purely on passion, without the apparent raw talent or time that the others around them possess, and are often having to work 10x as hard cuz of it but that they're still doing it and they're being delightful

idk

like i thought this was gonna be a mostly funny post saying that girls should be allowed to be idiots too

I've made a lot of those before

instead now I've gotta write some stuff down to talk to my therapist about re: my OCD

don't blog after midnight peeps

[heleizition]

u cannot just present me with gold right when i have to go to bed. i have a sleep schedule to keep to! for health! and sanity! and brain! i love them so much. ur ocs. i love twin characters, so many dynamics and all are good. the art is also just -wants to squeeze- affectionately. who were they in their past lives? is josephines 'i failwd to protec' a thing that also happened in past life? bunny person very good. love how expressive the ears can get. also cute. i think i watched the first ep of d.gray man way way back?? or the first few? i have very little memory of it but a vague plan to get back to that sometime. angel love, angel life, angel delight. the concept of god being a baby of a big species of gods is -chefs kiss- love it. sleep tiiiime, sleep well when u do byeeeee

HEHEHEHE >:3 im evil .

i looooove siblings dynamics........... so so much ........... both chronos & nath and then nell & belly weren't even twins at first it just Happened lmao... chronos & nath were almost the same character in two different stories and i couldnt decide who to keep lmao and then belly was supposed to be nell's little sister he ran from after she saw him kill their father (to protect her) (nell is an idiot) but . it jst happened. anyway

SO THEIR PAST LIVES.

The group of oc is composed of many i havent introduced yet but the major ones are here i think except my Bad Guy. so keep in mind the story is cringy and bad lmao but i still like it to this day...

post apocalyptic earth where humans live under domes bc the outside is too toxic + technology evolved so now cyborgs exist + a while back some government doctors & scientists were working in a secret lab to implants animal genes w humans to make hybrids & something about genetic preservation whatever whatever. anyway.

eve is the protagonist. she's the only daughter of head doctor of that hybrid lab. it exploded 20 years ago which cause people inside that specific dome to mutate into hybrids (people woke up to agonizing pain bc their body was breaking and morphing and it wasn't made for that. josephine was one of those people ! she was a wolf hybrid :3)

we follow eve and her then group of friends until for some reasons (<==== guy who does not remember what that plot point was) the dome had to be evacuated. something about a deadly virus ? ofc as always the rich people got away first until the dome got closed off completely <3 . eve meets several people including chronos (human guy, future bf, hes a simp) maria & arthur (yes i will draw them at some point OTL) and they stick together to survive as the inside of the dome is becoming a battleground. doesn't help that part of the reason the dome was closed off so quick was that ~mafia~ (idk how else to call it, its not rly mafia tho oTL) boss stanislas was in here and has always escaped the government's assassination attemps thus far.

SO this virus slowly contaminate everyone but its slow and rots you from inside. terrible deadly soulcrushing. + stanislas is using every means he has to try to control the city & find a way out. except ex cop and also ex girlfriend jo (josephine) is here to basically kill him lol (he broke her trust & her heart and also killed a lot of people and revenge is her whole life). josephine at first is a lone wolf (haha) until she gets very badly injuried and ends up in a small alley where eve & her friends took quarters. they get her inside and find a way to keep her alive. also at this point the group has also met gabriel ! (bunny guy! he has a tragic past and i love him. hes my mary sue) and stephan ! (his not yet boyfriend who also has a tragic past and that jo feels very guilty about). gabriel used to be a test subject in the hybrid lab. he and eve used to know each other :] they are best friends now.

at the same time nath (who was supposed to be dead) shows up like hiiiiiiiiiiiii btw im here (hes one of stan's agent but when he was supposed to die he actually survived and got turned into a cyborg with special modification in his brain which makes him obey. but he did not Forget and he will fight what stan makes him do <3)

SO um after they all meet its basically just. a fight to survive and also moments where they're like. oh we're gonna die here. lets party so hard.

stan also realises he doesn't rly have a way out and dedicates himself to ending his and jo's fight for good this time which also put eve's group in danger since jo . stuck around . there are casualties which is why she feels she failed them..................

anyway . there are more stuff but its rly all over the place soobssss im sowwyyyy

LOOOVE D.gray man . one of my first and favorite manga if u ever get the chance to pick it up for a bit longer to see if u enjoy it ... yeah .....

[whentherewerebicycles]

ok finished my morning meetings and got to have a really nice goodbye with the HR team ladies. i love them so much!! they were truly the one bright spot of that job... just this little team of super competent, kind, & funny women who were such a delight to work with. and they are all scattering to the winds too... two just got big promotions that will take them out of our office and the other is going on maternity leave (and i kinda wonder how long she’ll stick around when she comes back). i got to work on a big project with them for a few months this winter and the whole thing was just like... me observing how capable they all were but also how undervalued and condescended to they were by their direct boss. idk man! i am sure people management is extremely hard work but also it really does not seem THAT hard to speak to people in a way that conveys that you recognize and respect them as people. and i feel like it’s probably a bit like teaching in the sense that to do it effectively you have to learn to self-regulate your own emotions like a grownup instead of letting your stress and frustration about work continually spill over onto the people you supervise.

my dad was asking me yesterday what i felt like i learned from this job... and i feel like i learned virtually nothing in terms of useful skills or content lol but i DO feel like i learned a lot about organizational hierarchies and interpersonal relationships in the workplace and what ineffective people management looks like. i know i already did a version of this journaling a few months ago when i decided i HAD to get out of this job, but i want to do a slightly updated/final version just to mark this point of closure & to think about the specific concrete things i want to apply to future workplaces. so here we go!

things i want to take with me:

for the love of godddd jes don’t ever take your work frustrations out on people who are less powerful than you, no matter how stressed you are or how much pressure you’re under. if you are coming into a meeting hot and you can’t manage your own emotions, you need to take five, breathe, and get your shit together so you can transition into the next meeting without letting all your negative overwhelmed emotions avalanche onto everyone else who’s just sitting there nervously trying to figure out if they’re in trouble or if there’s something they should be doing to make you less mad. it wasn’t like my bosses were MEAN or anything! i just feel like people aren’t always good at recognizing when they’re super stressed and that makes it hard for them to self-regulate or self-soothe, which means bad feelings start leaking everywhere and you get this awful free-floating miasma of anxiety/tension that is very difficult to dispel.  

don’t talk to your employees negatively about your other employees. i am just going to make this a categorical rule for myself in all situations, not just with people i’m supervising but also with students and coworkers and bosses. if i would feel uncomfortable with that person overhearing what i’m saying, i shouldn’t be saying it to someone else. i can write about it in my little diary if i need to process it lol but like... just keep that kind of gossipy venting talk out of the workplace. it damages trust!!! i feel like often our bosses would be venting to us about another employee or team, and it was always framed as “well YOU understand why this is so maddening, YOU aren’t like this” but how can you really trust that? i feel like the message it sends is: ‘you’re in my good graces now, but if you ever make a mistake that annoys me, I will have no qualms about venting to your colleagues about how incompetent you are at your job.’ it just creates suuuuch bad vibes and i think can really lead to certain people (cough my l**d) trying frantically to curry favor with the boss & being quick to throw others under the bus to avoid being the target of that derision. i just really really think there is no room in relationships of any kind, professional or otherwise, for derision or contempt, even if you are not aiming it directly at the other person.

respect people’s time. treat other people’s time as exactly as valuable as your own no matter what rung on the power hierarchy they occupy. this drove me absolutely fucking NUTS in this job. my lead was constantly changing meeting times five minutes before they started without telling me or showing up to meetings 5-10 min late without giving me a heads up that she was running late. obviously stuff comes up now and then and that’s fine! but people deserve to have a reasonably predictable schedule and if things need to be shifted around they deserve to be consulted in that decision. i feel like, again, the underlying theme of all of this stuff is just... think about the implicit message you are sending. because every time she fucked with my schedule like that, the message was: ‘my time is more valuable than yours. my priorities, my projects, my workload, my preferences for what the workday looks like are all far more important than yours. and when i am changing things around to suit my needs, you don’t even register as important enough to me for me to reach out and notify you of the change. it is YOUR job to be attuned always to my changing needs & desires and to adjust your own expectations or preferences to suit mine.’ phew i’m getting heated again just thinking about it!!!! 

do not, ever, under any circumstances, claim other people’s work as your own. just don’t fucking do it, not even if it seems easier or more convenient to elide their contributions into a general “we” or whatever. attribute ideas to the people who came up with the ideas. recognize and name the work people do!!! this is ESPECIALLY important when they have less power or clout than you!!!!!

my dad has said this to me a lot but i feel like i didn’t really fully get it until this job... he said that when you are managing people, part of your job is to help develop the person you’re managing so that one day they can leave that job and move up to a bigger job with more responsibility. you’re managing personalities and performance to ensure that the work gets done at a certain standard, but you’re also holding someone’s longer professional trajectory in your mind and actively asking yourself: how can i help this person develop and grow? what are their areas of strength and weakness? how can i give them opportunities to publicly shine where they’re already strong, as well as projects that will really challenge them to develop skills they’re lacking? how can i treat each interaction as an opportunity to both gain greater insight into how they think/work/make decisions and to give them thoughtful feedback that will help positively shape their decision-making? i feel like one of the most demoralizing parts of this job was just feeling like nothing i did really mattered, nothing i did was recognized or elicited feedback beyond a cursory “that was great, thanks,” and no one spared a single thought to what my future in the organization might look like (much less felt like they had any role to play in shaping that future). i saw so many smart, capable people leave the organization over the course of nine months and i feel like the organizational attitude was just indifference... like it just felt like nobody cared about a good person leaving because anyone in the org could be replaced at any time and each new person who came in would be pretty much interchangeable with the person who’d left. which to me is so different than an attitude that is like, “i recognize that you are smart and competent, and because of that i believe (and actively hope!) that you will eventually outgrow this role and be ready to move onwards and upwards into a bigger role with more responsibility. but part of my role is to help you get the most out of this role, both for the organization’s benefit and so that you can be really, really well-equipped to take that next step in your career when it’s time.” idk man! like obviously the latter approach takes a lot more care and thoughtfulness and curiosity about the inner lives of your fellow human beings! but I suspect the payoff is actually worth it!

fuck gallup strengths lol. fuck it forever. it does have some limited utility as an initial tool for assessing people’s values & work styles, but after that it just becomes empty meaningless corporate buzzwords that become a lazy shorthand for the harder work of actually building a meaningful relationships with people so you can understand how they see the world. and get OUT of here with that noise about how you should never focus on your weaknesses. the best, most useful, most meaningful work I’ve ever done in my life has emerged out of a commitment to really looking at my weaknesses and working hard to develop those areas where I’m not as naturally or instinctively strong.

LASTLY: if i am in a position of power over someone, i can and should be friendly towards them, but i am not their friend! they do NOT see me as their friend. they are not going to speak to me with the same openness and honesty as a peer. they are not going to naturally feel comfortable bringing issues or concerns to me the way someone at my own level might, and that is true no matter how smiley and upbeat i am in conversation with them. i might feel like i’m just the same friendly approachable person i always was, but people see you differently when you are in a position of power over them and they are going to interact with you in more guarded ways. i am going to have to assume that people are not being fully honest with me - not that they’re lying to me or deceiving me in some way, just that they are in a more vulnerable position and have to use a different calculus in deciding how to frame things or when to bring concerns to me. (this is ESPECIALLY true if i am inviting people to share feedback or concerns that might be critical of the way i’m approaching a project.) i want to remember that if i really want people to be more open with me, i have to PUT IN THE WORK of demonstrating that i am a person who is worthy of that trust, ie someone who will listen attentively and ask thoughtful questions in an attempt to understand, then respond to the concerns raised without retaliating or punishing anyone or nursing weird little grudges against the person who brought them to me. earning trust happens slowly over time, as you give people the chance to observe you repeatedly and consistently behaving in fair, transparent, non-vindictive ways across a wide range of situations. ugh if i take only one thing away from this job let it be this!!!! being nice is not the same as being worthy of trust. and it can feel EXTREMELY gross and disempowering to be caught in a professional power dynamic where the more powerful person acts/talks in a way that seems soooo “nice” and smiley on the surface, then repeatedly reveals that they have zero qualms about fucking you over in big and small ways the second it’s politically convenient for them to do so.

[lyricalchrysanthemum]

Sorry to hear you're feeling bad, I hope you feel better soon. :( I'd like to ask more about Piper in a YGO setting if it's alright! What are his favorite cards of each category (Normal, Effect, Spell, Trap, etc.)

HII I'm home and I'm tired but I am feeling better. Thank u ^^

His favorite YGO cards hmmmm

Normal - this one is just vibes i think. he likes this one a lot. i can see it being like a first card given to him as like a good luck charm for him to achieve his dreams. he has a fondness for it when he reads the card text.

Effect - IGNORING THE OBVIOUS. I'd say Nibiru the Primal Being for this one. I think he's very fond of hand traps in general but Nibiru SPECIFICALLY is satisfying for him to play. Getting to tribute your entire opponents field away in favor of a giant rock. Making them waste resources. It's entertaining

Spell - AS SOMEONE WHOS GONE ON SAYING HE WOULD TAKE DELIGHT IN GISHKI FTK. I think Piper would be pretty fond of Mystic Mine when its legal. Like its the ultimate "don't play" card. Combine that with stategies like Mine Burn and I think he'd be living for it. Super poly is another card that comes to mind. but i think mystic mine just sticks out to me a lot.

Trap - This is another. Piper really likes being annoying at the game. And also another hand trap. I think he finds it especially funny when he goes straight to battle phase IMMEDIATELY and he sees his opponent openly displeased at what he's pulled.

Fusion - I think Piper in general goes for decks of all playstyles in general (jack of all trades. master of none.) and i think the type of win con chimeratech overdragon enables is very much something up his alley. Combine it with powerbond+limiter removal and piper is gonna blast u

Synchro - this one i dont really have much of a reason for imma be honest. i just think he'd really like adamancipators.

XYZ - i think outside of NC piper would find this card insanely fucking funny. if only because i remember when this win strat was all over master duel and was botted. and i think yeah piper would use a strat like that at some point. if not this i can see him being pretty fond of either zeus or galaxy eyes after glow dragon.

Link - this card is like evenly and nibiru where its like. everywhere. and is so good u cant really play the game without it. but idk i just look at the monster design and think "awe yeah this is pipercore". plus its like a lot of his other favs. tried and true.

[domokunrainbowkinz]

honestly I may as well just become a manhwa blog or something LOL anyways have some more manhwa posting 🤓

titles discussed:

the sea's nocturne (18+)

traces of the sun

one-room TA (18+)

villains are destined to die

I'm trapped with the male lead in a horror game (18+)

between the lines (18+)

the 11th school trip

the sea's nocturne (18+) - see I thought this was pretty good at first, it's a more low-key story about overcoming anxiety and accepting love into your life but by ch 45 I think I see the pattern this manhwa is most likely going to follow (they get together, they take a break due to the MC's lingering anxiety, they get back together, something else comes up and the break up again, then they get back together etc) which is fine, but I'm personally not a fan of these stories. I do understand the MC's thought pattern and his actions do make sense in the context of the story, but idk something about this one just made me go "hmmm I think that's enough for me, good luck babe". maybe I'm just not a fan of the anxious MC archetype (the only exception is yuuri katsuki loml, something abt the way he was written just Clicked with me)

traces of the sun - I need to read the novel for this one, I really liked it!! a dungeon crawler action BL manhwa in the vein of "necromancer survival" with really cool fight sequences!!! the main draw of the story though is the MC and his journey of healing and overcoming his trauma and survivors guilt. I was rooting for him the entire story and I felt so sad about his situation like pls a crumb of happiness for my boy PLEASE!!! it's about feeling trapped by your past and wallowing in guilt and refusing to move on but you have to, bc despite what you think u deserve to live!!! I WANT TO LIVE!!!!!! honestly I was kinda eh about the romance bc the ML is a manipulative little bitch (derogatory) so it was hard to tell if he was genuine or not (even tho there are hints throughout he was down stupid bad even if he doesn't recognise it himself) but I still loved how it was clear that the MC is cared for a lot by him and his squad of hunter friends. definitely rec this one!!!!!

one-room TA (18+) - still pretty early in serialization but I feel it in my bones this ones gonna be a banger. it's SUCH a funny read and what's great is it pokes fun at typical tropes u find in BL manhwa, like they brought shit up that I sometimes think about when reading 😂 the humour is so good and the characters are all such a delight to read about. I thought this was just gonna be a fluffy comedy series but then they suddenly hit you with the discussions on social anxiety and overbearing parents, so it definitely isn't just a surface level comedy series. there's a moment where it actually made me tear up which I consider a huge accomplishment. anyways I'm keeping my eye on this one, I hope it keeps up the writing quality!!! (sidenote but I am like 90% convinced the author was a bio major bc like there were a lot of cell biology references, like yeah maybe they just googled some shit but some of these references are so specific 😭)

villains are destined to die - A BANGER!!!!! I absolutely love the FL in this and I just want her to catch a break so badly!!! I love how this one puts a lot of emphasis on how the FL's life was prior to being transmigrated, as how she was brought up heavily affects the decisions she makes throughout the game. her anxiety about the precariousness of her situation and the tension in her quest to survive the story is also palpable, and u just cannot help but root for her to beat the game and stick it to all the people out to get her. the MLs are also all interesting in their own way and its honestly not super clear in the beginning who the actual ML is. ofc predictably my fave ML is callisto, his interactions with penelope are so fun to read and u can see how they are more relaxed around each other, as well as how they're able to connect due to the similarity of their situations. anyways I'm waiting for season 5 in my mouth plspslsplssplspslslspslslslslspls I'm nothing 😩 I ended up reading the novel through the jankiest fan translation I've ever encountered and I am so excited for Certain Scenes to be adapted aaaahhhhhh

I'm trapped with the male lead in a horror game (18+) - really enjoying this so far, the setting gives such strong RPGmaker horror game vibes, it really reminds me of the witch's house, esp with the premise being it's a mansion that fucking hates you and you're trying to escape. I have a feeling the MC isn't actually a player that transmigrated, I feel like she gained sentience and is trying to escape the game / the curse that trapped her in the mansion. I'm honestly a lot more interested in the mystery of the mansion rather than the rship between the FL and ML, but they do have a good dynamic as of recent chapters. the ML starts off extremely wary and untrusting of the FL for obvious reasons, so it was nice to see him slowly trust her and understand the fact that the house curses it's inhabitants, so he's able to see why she does certain things and doesn't blame her when he can clearly tell she was manipulated into harming him by the mansion.

between the lines (18+) - this one gives such strong "semantic error" vibes except that I like dohu 500x more than sangwoo bc he is so fucking funny and much less frustrating to read about. I love love LOVE the relationship between the MC and ML, they do get off to a rocky start but they quickly become very sweet with each other!!! we love a wholesome couple who have nasty disrespectful sex!!! they're both giving autism x autism and I honestly love that for them. I would highly rec this, especially if you love a "me and the bad bitch I pulled with my autistic swag" dynamic, like dohu's autistic rizz is unmatchable 😩

the 11th school trip - only 2 chapters out for this manhwa but I'm camping I got my popcorn READY, it's an adaptation of a novel by the same author as "traces of the sun" so I'm so excited to see where it goes!!! right out the gate the art is so unique and colourful, it actually reminds me a bit of how "semantic error" coloured its panels and used certain effects (some of the panels remind me of pop art, it's very cool!!!) anyways I obvs don't have much to say I'm just putting this here so hopefully more ppl read it and camp with me ⛺️

[anosci]

Media Thread 2024

im making a list of media ive watched/played/etc this year with brief thoughts. its going to be far less featured than my music list, but still a bit long.

list below the cut

January

1/ Portal Revolution (2024) i went in expecting a very polished set of portal 2 styled test chambers. i was NOT expecting a story that captured my imagination very good experience

2/ The Ancient Magus' Bride (2017) every review i saw for this said it's bad. huh??. sure it's not perfect but i quite enjoyed it. a bit soft, a bit atmospheric, a bit girly. amazing job actually drawing me into a british fantasy setting.

3/ Violet Evergarden (2018) at worst, it feels a bit like its on rails, maybe eager to lose focus. but overall i rather enjoyed the story of the most traumatized girl in the world slowly learn to be human. idk if its "65th best anime ever" good, but… a lovely ride!

February

4/ Need for Speed: Hot Pursuit (2010) i heard this was somewhere between nfsmw 2005 (which i love) and burnout paradise (which i just Couldn't get into). i heard correctly. i fell in love with this. with the semi-open world. the daynight cycle and weather. and with drifting somehow! (but mostly weaving through traffic.) captivated. also worth mentioning: the cop mode was an interesting variation in gameplay. not my fav, but good.

March

5/ Titanfall 2 (2016) finally playing this and.. yeah I see why ppl were comparing it to HL2. I'm more "nodding along with this assessment" than feeling it, tho… idk. it's good but it doesn't resonate with me. the movement, though! that slaps! is this… schmoovement?

6/ Need for Speed: Heat (2019)

this was hard to get into, specifically because the pacing was just kinda... wack(?) for me anyway. plus a lot of other small little spots of friction. but it was never enough to turn me away (mw2012, burnout paradise)

by the end of the "storyline" races, i found myself having a good time. maybe a mixed bag, but well worth the 3 dollars or w/e it was.

April

May

7/ Rascal Does Not Dream of Bunny Girl Senpai (2018)

a damn good bait and switch. i feel the focus got a bit wobbly in the middle, but i found myself enjoying the overarching exploration of Puberty Syndrome nonetheless. i do not like tsundere but this was played honestly enough that i evaded cringing. the show is an interesting web of relationships centered around a bit of a straight shooter. i think it worked nicely, though i fear it wasn't focused enough to truly stick with me. i cant help but imagine a heavily trimmed version with just the first and final arc. that would've blown some socks.

8/ Rascal Does Not Dream of a Dreaming Girl (2019)

yeah the show was good enough that i watched the movie immediately after. (im not as interested in the 2nd movie tho.) i feel like i chugged a pint of stupid juice before watching this but i still followed the key plot points i think. is madoka genre? there's something satisfying about this explanation of the loose anime thread, though i think this might've worked better as The Anime (RE: trimming etc). a bit of kudos for giving some weight to "it was all just a dream"

9/ Kaguya-sama: Love is War (2019) this show is at its best when it's needlessly dramatic and convoluted. sometimes, it's brilliant. but, sadly, it also wants to stay in the episodic high school romcom genre, complete with serious pining. maybe that part's ok but it's surely not for me. i do not trust this to stay fresh for 3(?????) seasons.

June

10/ Dungeon Meshi (2024) i have the opposite of a soft spot for high fantasy stuff. hate it. this reeks of it. and yet, whenever im watching it, i am FULLY drawn into the world with a sense of wonder and anticipation. there were so many characters and all of them were delightful. my only real complaints were that, especially towards the end, the pacing was wack. feels like they chopped it to bits for the anime... and for what? a つづく? man... ill probably actually grab the manga.

July

11/ Hitoribocchi no OO Seikatsu (2019) it's cute before it's anything else. i was drawn in by a very relatable protagonist that literally has a panic attack first episode, but… that didn't last. I got 3 episodes in before deciding that the show isn't for me. the person that this show is for, though, i think is in for a treat. nako is alright.

12/ Ride Your Wave (2019)

very…. summer. maybe a little too bright for me (not literally but. vibe. ily.) i somehow missed the "supernatural" tag and wasn't sure how grounded to be, which was fun lol everything is connected in a satisfying way, but something didn't quite click for me. not sure what it was. or wasn't. i'd still call it a good watch

13/ Weathering with You (2019)

I saw a review of this that went as follows: "discout kimi no na wa". that's… almost right, but really reductive. it didn't hit as hard for me, but carried an atmosphere all of its own. i think its biggest weakness was deploying the damsel in distress trope for the climax. absolutely throwing away a lot of character development... second weakness was not leaning into the supernatural angle, but I also think that's 100% a matter of taste. I think the two could have been solved in one stone, but meh... aside from that: vibes were off the charts, and the art direction wall to wall great. every frame a painting etc

August

14/ Mother 3 (2006)

for the first time since November 2008 (apparently), I decided to revisit Mother 3.... via Lauren the Flute's Let's Play. I remember way back then that I thought M3 was a little weaker than EB for me. Revisiting it has solidified that opinion for me: It's super strong at some parts and really weak at others, to my taste at least. For the most part, everything I remembered as "my fav bits" from 16 years ago are my favorite bits today. To comment on Lauren's playthrough specifically: at glance, she seemed to be the most emotionally invested. and. yeah! It wasn't the best stream setup, but it was the most resonant. another LP of hers may appear here lol

September

October

15/ Beastars (2019)

Furry anime? "Yes", but the nontherian kind. Zootopia ass. This immediately had me suspicious from episode 1. But then, I kept trying to see if I was wrong. and the show kept delivering some fascinating symbols! the hype was back! and then it threw all of that away. "you were reading it backwards the whole time dumbass". augh. if I hadn't done that, I think it'd be an ok watch. what kills me is that some of the plot threads here would make an INCREDIBLE anime. but they withered away from a lack of focus as some really annoying threads were added instead. also the icky biological essentialism. what a terrible aftertaste. :(

props for having (half of) a really good sex scene though i guess? I was kinda impressed.

16/ Keep Your Hands off Eizouken! (2020)

what a delightful nod to not just the art of animation, but the practice of it. the shitty parts. the deadlines. the overworking. said with reverance!

each of the characters were interesting foils for each other, though to varying degrees. Kanamori became my favorite. she took the role of manager, a role thats somewhat antagonistic usually. yet in here she looked like a badass mob boss, fighting for the creatives, brandishing huge clever strength.

lovely show!

November

17/ BNA (2020)

it is ASTOUNDING how much more I enjoyed this than Beastars. I can't help but make the comparison since they're kind of companion shows: 2020 furry anime. but. god damn.

treating beastmen (furries) as a separate class, like humans with "superpowers", did wonders for the plot.

I think both BNA and Beastars tried to show a rigid system of thinking and say "it doesn't have to be this way. tear down the barriers.", but BNA actually pulled it off. the bad guy became a Big Bad obsessed with racial (species-ial?) purity, whos downfall was literally in mixing blood.

what im saying is BNA is the pro-choice + antifa version of Beastars.

watching this was fun because it was well structured. i picked up plot elements from their foreshadowing. fun! animation great. idk. all around good time, even if i dont think itll stick with me. fun watch!

18/ Haibane Renmei (2002)

I had an itch to revisit this again. it's a flawed masterpiece. and the flaws are all petty things. budgetary stuff. i wish the soundtrack were longer and the shots larger and the folly higher quality. as-is it feels like peering through a foggy window into a beautiful garden.

but MAN it's a good damn garden.

the finale is a bit too "hardcore action" than it needs to be but every other aspect is just. a delight.

i realized this time that my initial reaction to the show was probably heavily influenced by these surface level complaints. "i wish the soundtrack were less orchestral" i probably said at the time. but now i think it should've been more. i can't imagine it veering too far away from what it has. mushishi has its sound and haibane has this sound. iykyk

19/

[thetypingpup]

thanks for the feedback! just wanna share some more thoughts bc I am: pondering.

see here's the thing right? with reader inserts, i honestly insert myself, or at the very least put in the effort to put myself in the reader's shoes. since i'm a Black woman, the reader is always Black in my mind. i just leave the details super ambiguous so everyone can enjoy my work. i thought about writing a Black reader specifically a few times in the past, but honestly i just got used to keeping descriptive details of the reader almost completely ambiguous while still writing poetically, and idk i'd say i've gotten pretty good at it but of course that's just me lmao. i thought it might be nice to change it up from time to time and specify the reader is Black, so i was curious to see if other people would be interested in that. i already have a few ideas. it's just about narrowing it down and actually sticking to something, bc knowing me, i'll work on it nonstop for 3 business days-3 weeks and then not look at it for 3 months like all my other ideas 😅

and then bc this is me we're talking about, it's of course gonna be one of my extra out there aus, so then it's like where do i start? what do i do first? like do i do this with my gotham!au? royal dragons? cyberpunk? or do i dust off another idea i've been trying to get off the ground? or do something else completely?

honestly y'all as i'm revamping it, i'm this 🤏🏾 close to making the fire and sun!au with Black storm goddess!reader bc that's what i had in mind anyway, and being loved on by a bunch of mythical beings sounds delightful tbh. but then again, storm goddess!reader is definitely giving yandere (basically starts off yandere, and goes into being more yandere again as the story progresses it's a whole arc), and idk how the people would feel about a Black reader being something of a yandere tbh. on the one hand, we deserve the range too to have a variety of reader insert characters, and a yandere reader is something unique i could do since i've been really interested in that lately. like Off Script reader is a yandere, i've got other yandere reader ideas scattered about in my drive as well (like the reader for the gotham!au is just...full yandere and full villain like wow). on the other hand, i don't want it to be a situation of "uhm...what is this? 🤨" you know what i mean? so let me know your thoughts on like which types of aus you'd be interested to see Black reader in bc I am: undecided. my inbox and dms are open for feedback please let me know your thoughts! 🙏🏾

Ok question for the class. If I made one of my aus specifically Black reader, show of hands who would be into that?

[grieverled-moved]

Me as I rattle in my little jail cell to tell you what I know I keep saying 🧍🏻 anyways I first started following you wayyyyy back when you were first starting to write Leon and it's because I had a habit of letting people follow me first, checking out their page and deciding if I could see myself interacting and I'm so glad I did!! Anyways not important!!

Well yes important but not the point, I figured you seemed nice enough and from what I saw of your writing you put a lot of thought and care into your portrayals and so I was like "yeah okay!!" And then we briefly interacted a little bit, I think as Leon and Piers? I can't remember exactly because it's been like a year and a half and we're always switching it up, but I remember mentioning wanting to pick Luis back up because I stopped writing him (for some stupid reason probably idk) and there you were!!! In my comments being excited for me to make his side blog and willing to interact and it was that push that made me make him and put more thought into him other than just "hehe traumatized flirty Spanish man" and from there on I've just stuck around with every muse you write because it's always a delight and so so refreshing to see your spin on muses.

I can happily say I'm so glad we met and started interacting because you really are so much more than a writing partner to me, I follow you here on Squall for two reasons, the first being you write him!!! I wanna write with whoever you let me write with because I love writing with you, even if I don't know the character which is a bonus because I get to learn about someone new and I get to listen to you gush, the second being the fact that Zack's stupid ass got so ridiculously attached to Squall because of our interactions and mans is just sticking around to be annoying and supportive.

This got hella long but!!! Love ya lots Sol, I wanted to amp up the positivity because we in a mushy kinda mood today.

MUSHY MOOD ALL AROUND YEAH—- I adore you sm and honestly, with both of us being shy as hell at the start, I’m glad we got over that enough to talk as often as we do now. I mean it when I say I’m thankful I can call you a friend, a close enough one that I feel comfortable rambling to about anything and everything when it strikes me without feeling like I’ll bore you or something. It’s rare to feel that kinda comfort and honestly, you’re a gem for being able to put up with all the constant angsty feels I yeet at you.

I’m so glad there’s that freedom to interact with any muses between us, because if I’m being honest, you’re just that rare kinda writer that makes everything fun to read and write with, someone who I can write many different stories with no matter the muse. You bring your characters to life in such a unique way — I’m not kidding when I say your writing blows me away and a lot of the time I’m only slow with our things because you inspire me to want to give my all and not give back a half-assed reply.

Your muses are tackled in every angle, from the softer vulnerable sides, to the more angstier underbellies, to even crack like with Luis being teased about being a beanpole or his love of novellas, to even those heart wrenching threads with his past being skimmed over with his son. You aren’t afraid to tackle any topic no matter how dark or angsty and gritty, and you always do it so respectfully well in a way that makes your characters feel like real people with human emotions and thoughts and flaws. I really do admire you for that because it’s not easy to get so deep into a muses thoughts and head that you portray them so well!

As for being there to hype you up, I am so glad I did because tbh, you’ve made him such an enjoyable character for me, I see Luis and I go instantly feral because of your portrayal specifically and how well you wrote him. IT IS THE SAME THOUGH - I remember when I first picked up Leon, not many gave him a chance and it meant the world when you were willing to write and develop him with me. Ultimately, I came for Piers, stayed for Luis, and have been there to write with Miriam, Alucard, Claire and Jill a bit, Kyojuro and Obanai ( I am sorry Sanemi wasn’t peeking enough to get to write with him when he was awake, FINGERS CROSSED WE CAN WRITE AGAIN IN THE FUTURE FOR EM IF OUR KNY MUSES WAKE UP ), and now Zack 💕💕💕

I know next to nothing about ff7 but here you are making me love this character and get invested in his world because of our chatting and threads so far. That’s talent and your passion for him is contagious! Can honestly say that Squall is beyond fond of your Zack already too, and I’m excited to see what they get up to in future threads because it’s been so much fun to see these two idiots interact so far. I adore you so so much Ganna and I’m so glad you’re a friend I have in my life today still.

I hope we can write together for a long long time! 🫂💕

[takecareluv]

REQUEST BASED ON THE MOST RECENT PART OF “it’s you and me”. DAD!VINNIE,,,, surprising him with the pregnancy test and him being all cute and gentle and excited. also idk if you’d wanna include this in that ask or make it it’s own, but the first ultrasound doctor’s appointment omggg my heart🥺🥺🥺

a.n. stop my heart 🥺 this is so adorable!!!! dad!vin already has me going soft. thank you for the idea, my luv!my first official dad!vinnie fic !!! ahh i hope this makes your heart warm like it did mine <33

surprise! || vinnie hacker x reader

you never expected one word to make you so happy that you’d be running around your bathroom in tears. but here you were with the tiny stick in your hand that read positive, jumping for joy.

it wasn’t long after you met vinnie at the mere age of eighteen that you knew he was the one you wanted to start a family with. and now that it was actually becoming a reality, you couldn’t believe it, you couldn’t be more delighted.

vinnie was currently at a photo shoot, and would be for the rest of the day. giving you plenty of time to decide how you wanted to surprise him with the exciting news.

in the meantime, however, you were craving cake; specifically funfetti with chocolate frosting.

instead of ordering an overpriced cake to be delivered to your house, you decided to take matters into your own hands and bake one yourself. luckily for you, you had a similar craving while grocery shopping last week, so there was still a box of cake mix and a big jar of chocolatey frosting in the pantry just waiting to be eaten.

pulling out the rest of the ingredients and a large mixing bowl, you began whisking everything together before pouring it into the cake pan to go in the oven. not without taking a few licks of the spoon of course. just a little won’t kill me, you thought.

you set the timer on your phone, making your way over to the couch. man, baking really wore you out.

as you waited for the cake to finish in the oven, you continued to think about how you wanted to tell vinnie the news. you’ve seen a bunch of people buy a onesie or other baby gear and surprise their partner with it, but you figured that had been too overdone. you wanted to do something different, something more you.

your thoughts were interrupted by the timer going off and you excitedly walked back into the kitchen, ready to eat this cake.

you took it out of the oven, only giving it a couple minutes to cool, not feeling particularly patient.

as you began covering it with loads of frosting, you realized you should write a message on the cake to tell vinnie he was going to be a dad.

you thought it was perfect. you love cake. vinnie loves your cake. it couldn’t get better than this.

although before you could continue decorating, you heard your stomach growling. it wanted cake, and it wanted it now. vinnie won’t mind if i take just a slice, you convinced yourself.

you cut yourself one tiny piece, thinking that would be enough to satisfy your cravings. it wasn’t. by the time your belly was full almost a third of the cake was gone. “whoopsies,” you giggled at the realization.

even with the big chunk missing, you still wanted to surprise vinnie using it. you didn’t have any ideas otherwise.

so you made do with what you had, using a little tube of green icing you found to write a special message for your husband. but you were quickly running out of room, leaving you to have to cut it short.

once you were done, you stepped back to examine your masterpiece.

you looked down at the already eaten cake that was messily decorated with the phrase, “UR A DAD!” it made you laugh how bad it was.

let’s just say you would never make it through the first round of “the great british baking show”.

it was then that you heard the jiggling of keys and the front door being pushed open. you quickly moved the cake out of sight before vinnie would see it and ruin the surprise.

vinnie entered the room seconds later, making his way over to greet you. “hi baby. how was your day?” he said, leaning in to kiss you. “mm, you taste like chocolate,” he smiled after pulling away.

“it was good. i made a cake!” you replied excitedly.

“oh yeah?” he grinned, “can i have some?” he began walking further into the kitchen in search of said cake.

“no, no!” you answered quickly while guiding him out of the kitchen and into the living room. “i wanna here about your day first. how’d the photo shoot go?”

he sat on the couch, and you plopped down, making yourself comfortable on his lap. “it was really good. everyone there was great, and they let me have more creative control than most other companies i’ve shot with have. it was amazing. i hope they ask me back.”

you watched vinnie with the biggest smile on your face. it made you so proud to see how far he’s come, and how happy he was doing it.

“that’s great, my love. i can’t wait to see how the photos turn out. i bet you look so handsome.” you ran your fingers through his hair. “my pretty boy,” you cooed, placing a kiss to his nose.

“now can i have some of your cake?” he questioned, trying to distract you from how much he was blushing.

“yes! i’ll go get it, you stay right here. i decorated it special just for you,” you explained as you entered the kitchen, picking up the cake.

you slowly made you way back over to vinnie, tilting it towards him so he could fully see what was written on it. “ta-da!”

vinnie looked from the mess of a cake up to you, clearly confused. “i’m pregnant!” you exclaimed, realizing the cake didn’t really do it’s job.

vinnie’s jaw dropped at your words. “you’re serious?! you’re not fucking with me, right?”

“no, i’m not fucking with you. we’re going to have a baby, vin!”

he grabbed the cake from your hands, carefully sitting it on the coffee table next to you. he then pulled you in, picking you up and spinning you around. “oh my god! we’re gonna have a baby! i can’t believe it!”

he quickly put you down, not wanting to be too rough now that you were carrying a baby. his baby!

you noticed he had started to tear up while staring down at your belly with so much love in his eyes. “awe, vin. don’t cry.” you whispered as you whipped the tears from his face.

“i’m just so happy. we’re going to have a baby! all i’ve ever wanted was to start a family with you and now it’s actually happening! there’s going to be a mini you or me running around soon enough! can you believe it?”

he was now kneeling in front of you, reaching to lift your his shirt. “can i?” he asked quietly.

“of course. i’m not showing much. i mean i don’t know exactly but i think i’m only four weeks along.”

“our trip to italy?” he asked rhetorically, smiling at the memory of that first night. he then pulled your shirt up, kissing you all over your belly.

“stop baby, that tickles.” you giggled, trying to push him away. although it didn’t work too much.

“hi baby bean. it’s me, your dad. i know you probably can’t hear me but i wanted to tell you how much i love you. i can’t wait to meet you, but in the meantime time be good to your mommy. she’s the most amazing woman, you are one lucky kid. me and mommy love you so so much. we’ll talk later, okay? mwah!” he placed one more exaggerated kiss right above your belly button. 

you couldn’t help but tear up hearing vinnie talk to your baby, your little bean. you knew already he was going to be the best dad.

[noteguk]

for science | jhs | m

— summary; in which Hoseok hears through the grapevine that you give one of the best blowjobs ever, and he needs to test it to be sure. 

— contents and warnings; blowjob (duh), dirty talk, praising and stupid pet names, cum eating, deepthroating (the oc has no gag reflex), Hoseok finds heaven, kind of crack? Idk don’t take this seriously, college!au, hoseok x reader (with a mention of past Jimin x reader), studying sessions being interrupted in the name of science 

— words; 5,1k

Requested by anon! 

Hoseok could be kind of clueless when it came to some science-related things (and his high school biology teacher could attest to that), but one thing he knew very well was the scientific method. All that hypothesis-testing-stuff, or whatever the hell that was (okay, maybe he didn’t know it that well) had taken him out of some trouble in the past. It helped him see some of his decisions in a more experimental light, avoiding the terrible Olympic-somersault-into-conclusions that had gotten so many of his friends into awkward situations. And it shouldn’t even be said that he took quite a bit of pride in that — it made him feel very intelligent and he would take any stroke to the ego that he could get. 

So, when Jimin got a bit too tipsy and started babbling on about how you gave him the best blowjob of his life, Hoseok was, at the very least, cautiously skeptical. 

“You’re such a drama queen.” Hoseok rolled his eyes before chugging down a bit more of his beer. He was nowhere near as intoxicated as Jimin was, and he wasn’t planning on changing that. It was a Wednesday night, for fuck’s sake. He had to leave some thrill to the end of the week. “It probably was like… alright. Good, even. But the best one ever? Please.” 

“It was so much more than alright, dude.” Jimin threw his head over the couch’s back, looking like he just got washed up on the shore. His hair was a mess of clear strands, exploding on his head like a failed science fair experiment. “It was the best suck of my liiiiife. I wish she didn’t hate me so I could have that again.” 

He scoffed. Hoseok had enough filter left in him to avoid telling Jimin that the reason why you hated him was entirely his fault — what did he expect from three weeks of ghosting? Besides, if the head was that good, he would surely stick around for just a bit longer than two months. “Sure. Like the time that you almost died riding a roller coaster.” 

“Hey. I almost did.” Jimin’s eyes opened, presenting his friend with a dazed-out, unfocused brand of frustration. He was getting tired of not being taken seriously — didn’t Hosoek know that alcohol makes you more honest? He wasn’t making things up. Not when they were as serious as the well-being of his dick, or actual death. “It was some Final Destination bullshit, I’m telling you. Pieces of metal flying and everything.”

“Yeah, yeah.” He waved it off, leaning closer to Jimin so he could take the almost-empty can of beer from his clumsy hands, and placed it on the center table. “I think you’ve had enough alcohol for tonight, man. You have a class at ten tomorrow.” 

“I’m serious, dude,” Jimin pressed on. It was past eleven and Hoseok only wanted to sleep, but the other boy was clearly clueless about the lack of mutual interest in that conversation. “Aren’t you two friends or something?”

“Kind of. It’s weird,” Hoseok answered. You two had lingered in a hazy friendship space for a long time now, and he didn’t know exactly how to explain your relationship. He didn’t really consider you two close by any means, but you weren’t strangers or casual friends either. To be honest, he hadn’t thought too much about it until that very moment. “Why? What does that have to do with anything?” 

Jimin sighed, fumbling against the sofa. Much to Hoseok’s delight, he was starting to get sleepy as well. “You could ask her to suck you off,” he mumbled, “then you can feel it for yourself.” 

He laughed at that, unable to believe what he was hearing. “Jimin, you’re out of your mind if you think that’s not gonna backfire.” 

He blinked heavily. “Hm? Why?” 

Hoseok blurted out the first thing that came to mind. “We aren’t that close, and we haven’t done anything remotely sexual before this. It would be super creepy.”

“That’s not true,” Jimin spoke lazily, as if the words were starting to get hard to find. There was a pause so long after his sentence that Hoseok thought his roommate had fallen asleep. “I know you guys made out like at the beginning of the semester. Taehyung told me so.”

He was going to murder Taehyung. “It wasn’t like that. We were both drunk and it was super awkward afterwards.” Hoseok got up from the couch, leaving Jimin to groan and spread out his legs over the cushions. “Listen, I’m glad you two had fun, and I’m sorry you ruined it. But I’m not gonna ask ____ to suck me off just so I can know if you’re being dramatic or not.” 

Jimin smirked wickedly — or at least tried to, because his lack of facial control wasn’t doing him any favors. “Whatever you say,” he teased, “but I think you’re curious.” 

Truth was: Hoseok was beyond curious. The cogs in his head had started to move, and his brain was evoking lewd images of you so fast that he could barely follow. He would be pretending if he said that he never saw you under that light before, but, after the mess that was your makeout session, he had forced himself to jump into the friendzone before he managed to make things worse. 

Hoseok liked you very much, even if you two weren’t particularly close. He enjoyed spending time with you, he found you funny, smart, and way out of his league. But he wasn’t delusional enough to believe that you would actually say yes to sucking him off, especially so out of the blue. 

“I’m not curious,” Hoseok lied through his teeth, and he wanted to change the subject so much that his head was starting to hurt. “You’re gonna sleep here?” 

“Hm… yes… the couch is very comfortable.” Jimin closed his eyes and adjusted his body on the furniture. His baggy shirt was already halfway through his stomach and his pants had ran up to his waist, but the man didn’t seem to notice. “You don’t know what you’re missing out on.”

Hoseok rolled his eyes, moving towards the door. He needed to get Jimin some blankets, because the other was surely not getting up for the rest of the night. It was bad enough to babysit him for those few hours of intoxication, but infinitely worse to make him chicken soup if he got sick. Been there, done that. “I’m sure the couch is great.”

Jimin’s voice was soft and sleepy when he spoke up again. Hoseok was already in the corridor, and he almost didn’t hear him when he said, “I’m not talking about the couch.” 

Hoseok went to Jimin’s bedroom and grabbed his pillow and the blanket from his undone bed. Meanwhile, scenarios ran wild inside his head, having you as the main star. He didn’t know what was taking over him, but he wasn’t so quick to ignore Jimin’s story. Hoseok was faced with a fantastic scenario of a perfect blowjob, and the idea that it was so close to him was making his pulse quicken. Again: it would be absurd to ask you to do that, regardless of the motive behind it, and he knew that it would be awful for your already-strange friendship. 

No, he could never do that. He would not. 

But like… what if it worked, and you magically accepted his request? And what if, by some wonderful moment, some millennial alignment of planets, Jimin wasn’t actually being hyperbolic and you actually had the ability to give incredible blowjobs? Could he really let it pass without giving it a shot? 

He could see it as a scientific experiment, Hoseok thought, as a way to prove a hypothesis. It couldn’t hurt if he just— 

Oh my god, dude, shut the fuck up and forget about this. 

Coming back to his senses, Hoseok strutted out of his roommate's bedroom and walked toward the living room. By the time he came back with the blanket and the pillow, Jimin was already deep asleep.

~ 

Against his best efforts, that conversation remained stuck to the back of his mind for the next two weeks. Hoseok would find himself going back and forth on the idea of you having some strange, Marvel-worthy superpower when it came to sucking dick and, worst of all, the idea that his skepticism was making him miss out on it. Jimin was exaggerated when it came to, well, pretty much everything, but that didn’t mean that he would be wrong about that specific subject. That would be a logical fallacy, and that was also something that Hoseok knew very well. Bless his late nights on Reddit for that. 

Yet as the days moved along, and his curiosity was slowly turning into desire, he was forced to revisit the infamous night between the two of you, the one that Jimin had so mercilessly mentioned. Thinking back on it, it wasn’t surprising that your overconsumption of alcohol, added to the way that you two had grown close (both physically and mentally) had ended up with Hoseok laying on top of you, kissing the soul out of you and fondling your breasts in the middle of a party. It wasn’t the most dignified moment of either of your lives, but, well, it happened. 

One way or another, the night didn’t move forward. Even if Hoseok already had a tent in his pants, you two were far too intoxicated to consent, and were quick to fall asleep before the situation could escalate. Bottom line: Hoseok woke up with your tit in his hand, a nightmarish hangover, and the decision that the You-Subject would have to stay on hold for some time. 

And on hold it stayed. For an entire semester. And it would’ve remained that way if Jimin’s stupid mouth hadn’t started talking. 

So after two weeks of self-inflicted psychological torture, Hoseok slipped a hangout invitation amidst your texts. If you saw any second intentions behind his “haven’t seen you in awhile, wanna hangout? ;)” you didn’t let it show. The problem was that you weren’t really in the mood to go out, especially since you had a big exam coming up, so Hoseok ended up convincing you that he would stay quiet if you let him go over to your place. 

It was a bit harder not to notice the desperation in his proposal that time, but you ended up agreeing. Your thought process was that the boy would eventually realize that his hangout attempt was ridiculous and that he would leave you to study by yourself, and the two of you would reschedule that odd friendship session to when you weren’t drowning in textbooks. 

The problem was that you had been stupid enough to believe that your friend would actually keep his mouth shut. 

Hoseok was seated on the edge of your bed for so long that he was sure that his asscheeks were permanently imprinted on your sheets. Because he hated himself, he kept eyeing the digital clock to your right, and he was certain that he had spent the last fifty two minutes and thirty three seconds staring at the back of your head and trying to come up with a casual way to ask for a blowjob. 

He had tried a few times already, and each one constituted of him being unable to finish his sentence, instead looking at you like BooBoo The Fool until you turned back around to face your disorganized desk, sighing and trying to concentrate on your work. 

All things considered, he couldn’t actually believe he had escalated Jimin’s sailor tale to that point. He was out of his mind, that was a fact, and he had absolutely no clue how you would react once he (if he) found the words to ask you to sacrifice your mouth for science. 

God, he was an idiot. 

He cleared his throat and got ready to try one more time. “So… I…” 

You sighed heavily and turned around on the chair. “Hobi, this is the fifth time you’re starting a sentence and not finishing it,” you said, annoyed. “Can you tell me what the problem is? I have a test in two days and you promised you wouldn’t interrupt me if you came over.” 

“I’m sorry,” he didn’t like feeling like a kid being scolded, even if he kind of deserved that. Hoseok guessed it would be better to just take off the band-aid before he made an even bigger fool out of himself. “Let me just, like, explain the context of this. Otherwise it’s going to be even more strange.” 

Dropping your pen, you fully swirled the chair around, crossing your hands over your legs. He wasn’t expecting your complete attention anytime soon, and the seriousness in your stare made his courage falter for a second. It was such a stupid idea, you’d just end up hating him like you did Jimin. “As long as you make it quick,” you told him.  

Hoseok hesitated, running one hand through his hair. “Yeah, okay, so… like, a few weeks ago I was talking to Jimin,” he started, watching your face for any signal of an expression — confusion, disgust, anything. But he found nothing. “We were drunk, and he started talking about the time that you two were together. Like, sexually.” 

You blinked, unfazed. “And?”

“And… he told me that you give, like, the best blowjobs in history,” the words left his mouth before he could fully digest them. This time, he got a reaction out of you — a light raise of your eyebrows. “And, no offense, but I didn’t believe him. You know how extra he is about some stuff. Most stuff.” 

There was a moment of silence as you waited for him to go on, but Hoseok was too busy swallowing his thoughts down and feeling like he would collapse at any given moment. You sighed. “So what? You wanted to tell me that you don’t believe in my blowjob abilities? That’s all? Can I go back to studying now?” 

“No, that’s…” Now, things were starting to get complicated. Just take off the band-aid, Hoseok, don’t chicken out now. “I wanted to know if you could show me. Like, if you could suck me off. So I could... confirm that hypothesis.”

Every part of his brain was suddently hyperaware of how fucking stupid he just sounded. He had expected that another thick silence would follow, but his heart almost leaped out of your chest when you started laughing at him — like, full-chest, eyes closing, head rolling back laughing. “Are you serious?” You asked, taking one hand to cover your mouth before, at last, bursting out again. He felt like his ego was being stabbed with a rusty nail. “I can’t believe you, Hoseok. Took you all this time just to ask me if I could suck you off? For science?”

His mouth felt like it was full of cotton and he had to clear his throat before he found the force to answer you. “Yeah, I mean, only if you’re comfortable with it, of course,” he struggled to say, each word morphing into the next. His stomach had frozen up and the flight or fight response was starting to kick in. Had he really been that much of an idiot? When did his cock start dictating his words? “I… I know this is like, super creepy. I’m sorry. We can forget this ever happened and I’ll never talk to you again. I shouldn’t have said anything.” 

Suddenly sad, he waited as you settled back on the chair, wiping a small tear from the corner of your eye before you stared at him. There was still a smirk crawling up your lips, and he felt like the world was collapsing all around him  as the silence expanded around the two of you. He looked at the digital clock: it had taken him precisely three minutes to ruin everything. 

He sighed, shoulders falling. “Do you hate me? Why are you so quiet?” 

You bit down on your lip, your eyes narrowing as you took his form in. Hoseok was hot: point blank. He was also nice, and respectful enough to realize that he might have overstepped a few lines with his request — and, even if you couldn’t really understand it, you also weren’t bothered by it. And you certainly didn’t hate him. In a way, you were almost flattered. You would’ve been more if the comment had come from anyone else but your Danny Phantom ex. But that was a different story. 

The entire situation was just too funny to let it go. And, besides, you really wouldn’t mind sucking Hoseok off. It wasn’t as if you had never thought about that before. 

“I’m... considering it,” you told him, watching as his face lit up in a mixture of confusion and joy. He looked like a kid seeing Santa for the first time. “If you promise to shut up and let me study, I’ll do it. And if you agree to never talk about it again.” 

Hoseok blinked profusely, his mind short circuiting. “For real?” 

“Yeah.” You raised from your chair, walking closer to your bed. Hoseok swallowed hard and leaned back, placing his hands on the mattress for support. “But do me a favor: if it’s not that good, don’t tell me. It’ll hurt me.” 

“Yeah, alright.” He swallowed dry, every neuron in his brain trying to grasp what the fuck had just happened. His mind was the Spongebob office being set on fire, and he suddenly didn’t know how to deal with the anticipation booming in his chest. “I’m... not hard yet, though.” 

“It’s okay.” You kneeled in front of him, placing your hands on his inner thighs and slightly pushing them apart. Hoseok quickly got the cue, and opened a bit more so you could comfortably place yourself between them. “Just... relax,” your voice was almost a whisper then, and he felt his soul trying to leave him. That was insane. “Let me take care of you.”  

Your words managed to make him relax a bit, then he tensed all the way back at the feeling of your hands fumbling with his button. His breath hitched as you pulled the zipper down, fingers hooking on the edge of his pants before tugging them down his thighs. 

He felt exposed as his pants fell like a puddle around his ankles, his tongue coming out to wet his lips as you leaned in. Hosoek felt like he was dreaming when you started nibbling at his skin, kissing and licking his inner thighs as you slowly made your way closer to his aching member. 

“I can’t believe this is happening,” he barely got out before sighing, the tingles of your caresses on his skin shooting directly towards his cock, already semi-hard. 

You flicked your eyes up at him, humming against his thigh muscles. You were now so dangerously close to his underwear that he thought he would lose consciousness. “Were you daydreaming about it or something?” You teased. 

Maybe in a different position, he would’ve lied about it. But the truth came out before he could hold it back. “Ever since Jimin told me that, yeah,” he said. 

“Hmm… hope I live up to the expectation, then,” you purred, looking up at him with those doll-like eyes. Hoseok suddenly felt like he was losing his balance, his entire body burning in desire and expectancy. You looked like another one of his horny daydreams, but you were kneeling right there, in arms reach, and he didn’t know how he would deal with what was about to ensue. 

Your mouth was hovering above his clothed cock before he could notice and, delicately, you leaned down to place a kiss on it. The touch was tender, almost numb with the fabric standing between you two, and yet Hoseok shivered, biting down on his lip as one of your hands enveloped his erection. He watched, mesmerized, as you started lazily stroking him through his underwear, leaning your head to the side so you could place heavy kisses on him, at times giving his tip a few kitten licks until it was covered by a thin layer of your saliva. 

The sensation left him on edge, silently begging for more. By the time you moved back so you could undress him, Hoseok was a mess of shallow breaths and heavy swallows; his Adam’s apple bobbing up and down as pleasure started to build up at the corners of his perception. Biting back a moan of relief, Hoseok raised his hips as you slowly pulled his underwear downward, allowing for his cock to spring free from its confinement. You had done a good job teasing him, because it was already fully hard when it bounced against his abdomen, red-tipped and leaking. 

His gaze oscillated between your face and his cock, watching for any reaction as you took one hand to his length, squeezing him firmly. “Fuck,” he let out a grunt, his overwhelmed body responding to the smallest of touches. 

You smirked at his reaction, taking a quick glimpse at his devastated features before moving back to what you were doing. Hoseok was so cute, you thought, liking the way he was so responsive. 

A shudder ran up Hoseok’s body when your tongue came out between your lips, placing delicate licks on his base. He loved the feeling of your warm muscle against his hardened member, his mind growing eager as you began tracing a path upwards, flattening your tongue against him. His breathing was ragged by the time that you reached his crown, a hum escaping your throat as you lazily swirled your tongue around his tip, covering him with your saliva. 

You took your time caressing his slit with your mouth, waiting until he was cursing and panting before you finally wrapped your lips around him. At first, you only took his tip in your mouth, sucking so slowly that Hoseok whined and buckled his hips from the bed, trying to make you move faster. 

Wordlessly, you simply placed your palm against his thigh and pressed him back down. Even if that was the last thing he wanted to do, Hoseok accepted your order and settled back against the mattress, grunting as you continued to tease him. 

“Please, put it all in,” he begged, starting to lose his trail of thought. “This is torture.” 

And maybe another day you would have taken a bit more time torturing him, but, that afternoon, you were kind of in a rush to finish studying. So you complied. 

“Oh, fuck, fuck.” His eyes shut and his head was thrown back as you fully sank down on his cock, your tongue flat against him. Before he could stop himself, his hand flew to your hair, yanking at the strands as you moved back up, your hand pumping the parts of him that you couldn’t reach. 

“God, your mouth feels so great…” He moaned, back arching as you reached his tip once again, licking it before sinking back down — you took him just a bit deeper that time, and the motion didn’t pass by unnoticed. He was really starting to believe Jimin, and he wondered if maybe he should’ve been more worried about the entire rollercoaster situation. “Ah, that’s it. Just like that.” 

You moaned around him, the vibrations making him cry out, desperate. Hoseok couldn’t hold himself back from moving closer to the edge of the bed, his other hand clenching your bedsheets between his fingers as you continued to swallow his cock like it belonged in the hot confinement of your mouth. 

“Oh— oh my god, baby,” he grunted, pulling at the strands of your hair. His mind was starting to get hazy, his chest fluttering in a mess of sighs and heavy breaths every time that you sank down on his member; every time you flicked your tongue against his sentitive slit or pumped his base. “That’s really good, you take my cock so well.”

You looked up just to see the mess that Hoseok had turned into. With his mouth parted and eyes glazed over, he looked like he was about to fall apart at any second. He was watching you in complete awe, his eyebrows falling to form a beautiful frown of concentration; tongue coming out to lick his lips. He was so fucked out that you felt yourself getting riled up by his image, a pool of wetness accumulating between your thighs. 

“You look so pretty like this.” He exhaled, unaware of his own words. Hoseok was too busy following your swollen, redden lips as they wrapped around his member, your cheeks hollowing after you sucked him with all that you had. Even the small amount of droll around your mouth was enough to make him throb in your hold, a grunt escaping him. “With these — fuck — those pretty lips around my cock, shit. I could watch you forever.” 

You hummed around his member again at his words, the vibrations shooting directly at his core, where a rising heat had dangerously grown stronger, signaling his upcoming orgasm. Hoseok loved the way you actually looked like you were enjoying yourself, moaning and whimpering around his cock as you took all of him in your mouth, eyes closing every time he throbbed inside you. The eagerness in which you took him in, like you were starving for his cock, was one of the filthiest images that Hoseok had ever seen, and it was one that he knew would haunt his dreams for the years to come. 

When you removed his cock from your mouth with a dirty wet sound, Hoseok was about to complain before he saw you licking down his length, one of your hands holding his cock away from your face as your tongue started to play with his balls. It was an odd feeling, but not an unwelcomed one, and it kept him on edge for a little while longer while you played with him. 

With a timid whimper, you looked up at him as you licked your way back up to his tip. The image was so hot that he almost fainted, a deep moan escaping his throat when you took him back inside your delicious mouth. 

And the truth was clearer than Hoseok had ever expected: Jimin was right. 

“Fuck, babe, how did you get this good?” Hoseok grunted, trying his best to focus on the picture-perfect image of your lips wrapped tightly around his throbbing cock. He could tell that his release was starting to build up at an alarming rate, his thighs growing weaker every time you took him inside you. “Oh my- Ngh! Fuck! Oh my god!” 

Hoseok’s mind was wiped clean when he felt his tip hitting the back of your throat, his hips buckling up as your throat clenched around him. He was pretty sure he was in heaven then — if he focused, he could hear angels singing all around him — , his pleasure overtaking every cell of his body as you continued sucking the soul out of him. 

“Holy fuck, do that again,” he begged, his voice much higher than before. You didn’t need to be asked twice, because, within a second, he was crying out at the feeling of your throat wrapping around his cock one more time; his hands holding tightly to the roots of your hair. The only reason why Hoseok hadn’t started fucking your mouth yet was because he wanted to have you in control, giving him the best head of his life without any interruption. “Fuck, fuck— Baby, you’re so fucking good at this, fuck.”

There was a vague raising of his hips to meet your movements, making him hit the back of your throat again and again, the lewd sounds you were making filling the room. Nothing in his life had ever compared to that instant, he had ever felt a pleasure as great as he did at that point, and he knew it was about to snap. 

“God, I’m gonna cum,” he sobbed, finally closing his eyes and letting the pleasure take over. “Fuck, you’re so good, I’m gonna—“ 

Hoseok filled your mouth with his cum, dripping down your throat when you swallowed around him. His head was spinning and his muscles were trembling, and that time he was unable to hold himself back from thrusting up against your mouth, trying to prolong that divine sensation for as long as he could before, at last, collapsing against the mattress with a final, shaky moan. 

He barely heard you when you got up to your feet, his mind floating above his body as he tried to get himself back together. With the little force that he still had inside him, Hoseok leaned on his elbows and stared at you like you were made of gold. “Fuck, ____.” He breathed out, and the only thing he could say was, “What the fuck?” 

You giggled at his reaction, thumb cleaning a bit of cum that had painted the corner of your mouth. “I appreciate your feedback,” you teased, pointing over your shoulder, to where your desk stood, forgotten. “Now that you have your answer, can I study in peace?” 

“Y-Yeah, sure,” he struggled to say. “I’ll... stay quiet.” 

You smiled brightly. “Thanks!” 

He thought about thanking you right back for giving him the best orgasm of his life, but he thought that would make everything much more pathetic. So he didn’t. 

Hoseok eventually found the motivation within him to put his cock back inside his underwear, clumsily pulling his pants back up. He found himself in the same position he was before everything went down: dumbfounded, staring at the back of your head as you worked on your textbook. The red numbers on the clock told him that just ten minutes had passed, and yet his life had completely changed. 

All that he wanted was to return the favor — it was the fair exchange, after all. Hoseok sat up at the edge of the bed and spoke up, filled by a newfound courage. “Wait. Don’t you want me to take ca—”

“Shut the fuck up, Hoseok.” 

His mouth fell shut and his courage deflated just as quickly. Maybe another time.

[nykrose]

#3. do you have a pet peeve when it comes to anything regarding smut? #26. do you think it’s better to focus NSFW threads only during certain days, like sunday? #17. is there a particular NSFW scenario you wanted to play, but couldn’t yet?

[Meme]

#3 Eh, I get somewhat annoyed when randos come out of nowhere and write a godmod post where their muse is suddenly having sex with mine without any prior communication or consent with me. (Best part is them acting all confused when I tell them I'm not going to respond to it.) On a previous muse some person that I had never interacted with before came upon my blog while a goofy horny meme was going down. They started tagging me in IC posts wherein their muse asked their dash if they should take advantage while mine was "compromised," to the delight and cheer of their followers judging by the comments. Buddy I didn't even know you existed until now, take a step back lol. Luckily Nyk is a stick in the mud, a real turn off, so these kind of maladjusted shenanigans don't go down anymore. But I remember.

#26 No I write dick without shame or schedule. There's certainly more opportunity on Sundays but none of y'all safe from me I will post uncensored eggplant at any time without warning.

#17 Not per se, that's one of those things that is particular to what fits individual muses and ships versus...idk me writing vicarious sexual fantasies via virtual blow up dolls or something. What I might be interested in for one ship might be In Poor Taste for another. I say that as if what I write is in anything but poor taste. When it comes to outlandish kinks or oddly specific scenarios I'm probably down to clown, so long as it is organic to the relationship between muses.

That said, if I think about it, very little of Nyk's tastes or potential have been tapped into yet and that should probably be rectified at some point. Pull his hair, goddammit.

[transmalewife]

💻 📥 🍰??

💻 Do you do research for your fics? What’s the deepest dive you’ve done?

I do, but at the wrong moments. I've gone down many a wookiepedia rabbit holes to find out what a tatooinian rabbit would be called for an offhand line, but when it comes to writing mechanics or fighting i tend to just wing it. although, fun fact, I wrote sabine having an idea on how to make a spaceship work once, and I thought it was utterly ridiculous and unbelievable, until i found out months later the actual space shuttles used something very similar

last year when i was deeply depressed and writing constantly to escape my problems i was just constantly watching and rewatching the movies and relevant clone wars episodes as research, so that was a deep deep dive into a kiddie pool i suppose.

Oh also for the as yet unfinished sequel to my gomens fic I really really tried to learn more about slavic prechristian religion and witchcraft but unfortunately that culture has been thoughroughly erased by a thousand years of christianity and n*zis appropriating whatever was left. I'm being a touch dramatic there are books that have the information I want, but I just don't care enough about a two year old good omens wip to read them.

📥 What is your fave fic to receive comments/messages on?

How to build a friend from scratch, hands down. That fic hovers around a 1:1 comment to kudos ratio whenever I actually update it which is incredible. Nearly no one has read it but the few people who did have started the most interesting discussions in the comments and it's always really entertaining to see how delighted people are with seeing a fic centered on sabine and vader. And I truly feel like i've stumbled on something really good with the premise and its definitely an untapped niche. theres still only 3 vader & sabine fics on ao3, just like when i started it, and two of them are mine. Getting comments on that feels like a private little thing, compared to other fics. Like we're all in on the joke.

🍰 Name one of your fave comfort fics (doesn’t have to be your all time fave).

I don't read much fanfic these days, but anything black sails by vovelinthug is always guaranteed to captivate and destroy me emotionally. Idk if i mentioned that before but I have absolutely no wish to write bs fic, because I feel like the story is too good, too well rounded for anything I have to say to be worth addding. And the power that a writer has, who is able to perfectly slot their work into that kind of story, without it seeming disjointed, is incredible. before the last season came out, and even after, every time I rewatch the show, i immediately follow it with st. augustine is that way In my mind they are just one story.

I just remembered hands of clay by mhalachai being something very comforting, that I read over a period of years as it was posted. I lost interest in marvel at some point, or the fic just got too long for my patience, so I never finished it, but i definitely want to one of these days. one of the few modern, domestic aus of anything that i actually enjoyed.

If you're looking for star wars, then tano and kenobi by fireflyfish is very important to me, and has been for years. it definitely influenced my own writing a lot and i even have an unposted wip directly inspired by it in premise. although that's another one I just sort of drifted away from at some point. I'm mostly caught up, I think, but I apparently just don't have the attention span to stay loyal to a fic beyond 200k.

as always my ask game reading comprehension sucks, I was supposed to name one. but the thing is, most of what I read is not very comforting, and usually oneshots, so they don't really stick in my mind well enough to point to one specific one and say this one, this is my favorite, even though i like oneshots much more than multichapter fics.